#bucky x reader age regression
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Im scared to but my first Barbie, but I really want one! Sooooo bad. Can you maybe write Steve and Bucky meeting a she/her reader in the Barbie spot in a store and being nice to her? Maybe buying her a Barbie and some clothes? And they are just nice?
Barbie Aisle Buddies
Stucky x Shy!Little!Reader (She/Her Pronouns Used)
Warnings - The reader is generally a worry wart so she has a bit of 'panic' and worry during this fic, it gets resolved by the end and fluff ensues after her worry.
Notes - I honestly pulled inspiration from a fic I had written a while ago about a shy reader in a toy aisle, so I hope it's okay that I made the ready shy. This is also pretty short! But also so cute!!! Also I know it can be scary going to a store and buying toys but I promise you it's okay! I have bought so many Barbies and Barbie toys like clothes, and I described a Barbie I own in this story! Don't let worry eat you up, go buy the Barbie! Trust me when I tell you it's worth the worry, having fun dolls that I get to play with and dress up is so fun and I don't regret getting them! You only live once bubba, don't let the worry get you down for too long! I hope you get a Barbie soon!!! <3
SFW - Keep all interactions with the post, and this blog, SFW!
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Y/n had been hyping herself up for a month now. Twenty dollars in her pocket, and a determined state of mind were all she had as she walked up and down the Barbie aisle of her local grocery store. It was a small selection of dolls, yet so overwhelming at the same time.
Some dolls had different jobs, chef, doctor, fashion designer. Others had fancy outfits or animal sidekicks. It was hard to pick just one doll, but seeing as she only had enough money for one doll, she knew she had to pick just one.
"Hello." A man's voice broke through her overthinking, a man stood just a few feet away, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, some worn out sneakers on his feet. He looked familiar, though Y/n couldn't place just where she had seen him before. "I'm Steve." He smiled, turning to look at the same shelf she had her eyes on previously. "It's hard to pick one, isn't it?"
"Um." Y/n panicked, trying to remember the excuse she had made up regarding why she was in this aisle. Did she land on 'getting a toy for a friend's kid' or 'I have a birthday party to attend'?
"Steve!" Another man's voice called out. This time a man dressed all in black, combat boots and gloves included, planted himself a few feet away. "Hi there, Doll." He smiled, Y/n couldn't help but smile back, the man's charm winning her over. "Which one do you have your eye on?" He asked as he scanned the shelves, hands crossed over his chest, looking at the plethora of choices like he too was thinking about getting one.
"Oh, I'm not, I'm just, you know, a, I don't, I." Y/n began stuttering, trying to get out an excuse, any excuse, to make them believe she wasn't buying a Barbie doll for herself.
"Dolls don't have an age, Doll." The man without a name chuckled. "If you're looking for a Barbie to play with I would suggest one that comes with a few items." He began pointing to a few sets she had looked at, but sets that were over her budget.
"I like this one." Y/n quickly grabbed a doll she had her eye on. She was a chef and came with a pan and what looked to be a fried egg. She had a chefs hat and coat, and looked fun enough, but the biggest pull was it was the only doll with accessories that was in her price range.
"She'll need some everyday clothes." Steve squatted down to a lower shelf, rummaging through some small containers for a set of clothes.
"I can't, I just. This is all I can get." Y/n smiled with a hint of self conciseness. Admitting you didn't have a lot of Barbie money to strangers wasn't the end all be all, but at the same time it still felt extremely venerable.
"Well, Doll." The unnamed man with a smile full of charm spoke again. "It's your lucky day then." He pulled the cart Steve must have brought closer to the shelf. "Pick whatever you want."
"What?" Y/n shook her head taking a step back, confused as to what he meant.
Steve was the one to speak up this time. "You don't know who we are, I'm guessing." His smile was softer, more gentle. "I was formally known as Captain America." The truth felt like a weight had been lifted off Y/n's shoulders, her happy to know that she wasn't crazy for thinking he looked familiar.
"And I'm his sidekick, Bucky Barnes, formally known as The Winter Soldier." Mr Unnamed added on.
"Oh." Y/n nodded her head, taking in the two men, even more confused as to why they were wasting their time in a local stores Barbie aisle with her. "Sorry for bothering you."
Y/n was ready to dash with her doll, worried that the super soldiers she just met would grow tired of her quiet demeanor. "Doll." Bucky called out, his voice commanding yet it still had a joking tone to it. "Come back here and pick at least four things."
"Buck." Steve whispered loudly.
"Steve." Bucky said back, his tone condescending. "Doll, please let us but you some dolls. It would make our day." She still hadn't turned around and had half a heart to run, yet for some reason she turned around and took a good look at the shelf.
There really were some sets she'd love to have, like the farmers market stand and a little dog set, and Steve was right, her doll needed everyday clothes. "You won't make fun of me?" She asked, worry surrounding each word.
"Wouldn't dream of it." Steve put his hand over his heart, an action that made her giggle.
"I'm Y/n." She finally gave them her name, a small smile breaking past her worried expression.
"It's nice to meet you, Y/n." Bucky and Steve said at the same time, the three of them laughing.
"Which outfit do you think your doll would look best in?" Steve held out a few options, letting Y/n ponder over them as Bucky tried to convince her to pick the Barbie camper as one of her choices, as if she had a spot for such a big play set.
"I like this one." She pointed to a package that help a blue dress, pick shirt, and jean skirt. The shoes were cute too, and she got excited at the idea of dressing her doll in the outfit.
So there they all stood, Steve and Bucky trying to convince Y/n to get super expensive things, and Y/n trying to figure out how she got so lucky to have two super soldiers worrying over her new doll collection.
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Vroom, vroom!
dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄
Word Count: 635
Summary: Steve drives you around to help you sleep
Pairing: Dada!Steve x Daddy!Bucky x Regressor!Reader
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Reader
Content Warnings: Usage of daddy and dada, riding in a car, getting carried/picked up, that's it :)
Authors Note: Look at me actually writing stuff!! More on the way 🐈 You can find more of my stuff in my pinned post and request more stories through the ask box.
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Despite all your insomniac nights, taking a cat nap in the backseat of Stevie's car was surprisingly peaceful.
bump! bump!
The crevices and rocky ground of Dada's favorite road warmed you and cooed the pangs and aches in your body. The dips were like being rocked by mother nature.
'thank you mama tree'
crunch! crunch!
Ah, that's the sound of your anxieties melting away. Really it's the gravel getting all crunched up but you know... same difference.
Your Dada was in love with these backroads. Tomorrow while you down some fruity pebbles, you'll tell him again that they really should get married. They see each other all the time! It made trips take longer but that just meant more time with Stevie.
bop! bop!
The tapping of your head against the window was actually quite gentle. Sometimes it hurts and that's when you whine to Stevie that "ow it hurt dada whyyy!!?" and to get you to stop, he'd get your favorite fast food (it was the plan all along and Stevie most definitely knew-). This time, Dada was driving super, duper slow so the bumps didn't hurt. They soothed you instead and made you very, very sleepy.
Your legs were tucked close to yourself. You laid curled up like a cat in the cold winter. In better days, you'd find your position annoyingly uncomfortable but you were so eepies- I mean sleepy.
It was kind of like leaves falling from the really tall trees in the rainforest. Sleep didn't come fast but crept up on you.
You enjoyed watching the view go by the window and the mental image of a little superhero doing parkour, racing with Dada's pickup truck. The trees had all sorts of colors and some animals hop, hopped, and peeked out from the bushes.
Everything eventually becomes grey, then black. But you don't mind. It's so calming, this rest your eyelids have found.
'Oh, they closed? Ooooh that's why the superguy disappeared.'
hmm hm hm hm
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"Welcome back, Steve-O." Bucky stood at the door frame, hands resting in his jacket pockets.
Steve placed his pointer finger on his lips and tilted his head, indicating that you were asleep.
Bucky firmly nodded and held a gentle smile. 'You're finally asleep! Aww, you deserve it, little dear.'
Your dada traded places with Bucky, leaving to go get himself ready for bed.
Daddy peeked through the windows, and then he found you, with your little head against the car door. He walked around to the door opposite of you, and moved very carefully as to not wake you.
Snores filled the air and Bucky had to hold back a giggle. He thought it was so freaking cute, don't worry!
"Come here, little one." He whispered and securely held you up against his chest. Warm and snug.
Your daddy walked into your bedroom, where Steve had been waiting and prepared your bed for you.
"Here you are, darling." Daddy laid you down.
Buck and Stevie kissed the top of your head and tucked you in.
"Goodnight, our sunflower."
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Hey ria could we possibly get something with winter soldier bucky where hes still at hydra and one of the new people that hydra had taken is a little and she’s scared and Bucky comforts her and becomes her cg, if not that okay💝
Soldats princess
Content - age regression, cg!winter soldier, swearing, violence, kidnapping (its hydra), comfort, needles, angst, fluff, lots of Russian, sort toys, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.
Summary - after being kidnapped by hydra the winter soldier saves you from fighting.
Authors note - that was a terribly written summary but I can’t think of any other way to describe it, I really enjoyed writing this should I make it an au? Reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3
Translations = derzhi yeye na meste = keep her still, ty, vstavay pora trenirovat'sya = you, get up it’s time to train, soldat, ty v poryadke = soldier, are you okay?, soldat = soldier, otpusti devushku, ona budet bespolezna dlya vas = let the girl go, she will be useless to you, kakaya u tebya oderzhimost' soldat = what is your obsession soldier, ona moya = she is mine, tvoy bezopasnyy malen'kiy golubka = your safe little dove, golubka = dove.
“Get your fucking hands off me!” You screamed at the top of your lungs at the agents strapping you down to the medical bed.
You couldn’t remember much about how you got here. You were sitting on your sofa with a glass of wine before falling asleep and then you woke up in a white van.
You would give anything to be back in your small apartment right now.
“derzhi yeye na meste” you heard one of the agents shout out, you did everything you could but you couldn’t avoid the inevitable when you felt the large needle go into your neck.
The next thing you knew you were out.
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Bucky was woken up to the sound of screaming and swearing coming from the medical room, he didn’t recognise the voice it must be new.
Many cryptic thoughts ran through his head for the next minutes before he was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of silence.
Silence was what distracted him now, there was always screaming but never silence.
A few minutes later he saw one of the female agents walking over to the cell that was opposite him with a girl in her arms, she was beautiful.
He watched her roughly throw you onto the creaky mattress and walk out locking the large bars behind her.
At least he wouldn’t be looking at an empty cell now.
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“ty, vstavay pora trenirovat'sya” the colonel addressed you while the other soldiers were on the floor training “fuck off” you said spitefully glowering at the cruel man looking down at you.
A few minutes later you were escorted out of the room with a large cut across your arm.
Settling down in your cell later that night you were examining your poorly wrapped and treated arm feeling the tears flow down your face since the first time you got there.
You just wanted to be home, you wanted your family and your friends back.
The worst thing was you were beginning to understand the insults they would throw at you, not because anybody told you just because you would get them every spare moment of the day.
You didn’t know how much more you could take.
Scooting up against the peeling wall you pulled your bedsheets up to your chest trying to resemble on of your old soft toys only making you cry harder at the loss.
You were so lost in your sorrow that you didn’t see the strong man standing at the bars of your cell.
“soldat, ty v poryadke?” A mysterious voice called out only making you more frustrated “why doesn’t anyone speak English, I don’t know what your fucking saying!” You shouted through tears banging your head against the wall.
“I can speak English if you’d prefer it” the man said calmly in an accent that strongly resembled American but had gone under the influence of many years in this dreadful facility.
“I’m sorry for shouting” you whimpered thinking you were in for another punishment, you wanted one of your arms to not hurt at the end of the day.
“It’s alright” he said eyeing you warily, he hadn’t seen someone this vulnerable in many many years.
Your mind was completely broken at the reassurance you hadn’t heard in months and you entered your age regressed mindset unprovoked.
Desperately trying to stop yourself from shaking you looked up at the tall man who was talking to you “please help me I don’t wanna be here anymore” you sobbed.
The soldier didn’t know what was happening, but he was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to take care of you.
“Stay there” he said firmly before walking out to find the colonel. He was sitting at a waterlogged wooden desk working on paperwork, alone.
“Soldat?” He didn’t get a second word in before the soldier pinned him against the wall by his neck “otpusti devushku, ona budet bespolezna dlya vas” “kakaya u tebya oderzhimost' soldat” the colonel asked breathlessly as the metal hand tightened against his throat.
“ona moya” he said lowly eyeing the cowering man in front of him, after a few seconds he signaled to one the guards to open your cell door.
Hearing the patter of your feet he walked over to you and possessively put his arms around you “tvoy bezopasnyy malen'kiy golubka”
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You were waiting in the cold cell waiting for Bucky to come back from a mission like you so often did except this time you were more vulnerable because you were feeling little.
You always missed the soldier when he was gone but it was extremely enhanced at the moment, you were going through a stage when you were little almost everyday and with him gone you felt very alone and scared.
You were pulled out of your thoughts by the loud sound of the iron bars of the cell were opened an agent roughly throwing the large man in.
“Be gentle” you shouted with a frown at the agent resulting in an eye roll before they locked the cell and walked away “I’m alright little soldier” he said protectively pulling you into his chest.
The two of you stood in silence for a few minutes before be placed you onto your uncomfortable cot bed that was pressed against his “I have something for you” he said reaching into his bulletproof vest.
He pulled out a slightly squashed soft toy out and fluffed it back up before giving it to you. It was a grey rabbit with soft but slightly shaggy fur and it had shiny black eyes.
You had gone so long without a soft toy you almost cried on the spot “thank you” you said brightly stroking the soft fur delicacy making the soldier smile out of the corner of his mouth.
You made him feel like he had a purpose like he was surviving for someone something he hadn’t felt in years.
Sitting up against the peeling wall he pulled you into his side stroking your hair gently as to not hurt you “go to sleep golubka, I’ve got you your safe”
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just wanna help{b.b.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: upset little
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!bucky barnes x little!gn!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 350 words
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you're upset that buggy has to leave again so you sneak your favorite stuffie into his bag to make him feel better
✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for my fellow kiddos with anxiety when it comes to loved ones.
✰ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲: @laurellaa
you knew this mission was coming but you were still sad to see bucky lacing up his boots and getting ready to go.
he helped you get ready for the night and started getting himself ready.
you were standing in the doorway, clutching your favorite stuffie, and watching him sadly.
bucky noticed you and walked over to you, kissing your forehead. "it's a short one this time dovie. only a week and then i'm home."
your eyes started stinging and you hugged bucky as hard as you could. "gonna miss you buggy." you cried. "b-be... be good n... n..." bucky pat your head as you sobbed into him.
it happened every time he had to go on a mission. he knew you were always scared for him but you usually held it together when he was leaving for shorter ones.
you two stood there for a few minutes, bucky reassuring you the whole time. your crying soon calmed down and reduced to sniffles. you pulled out of the hug and wiped your nose with your shirt.
bucky sat you on the bed and you kept watching him silently. he had forgotten something in the other room and an idea popped into your head.
you looked through the door to make sure he was gone and you scrambled of the bed, quickly opening his dufflebag, and shoved your stuffie down the side of it.
"protec' buggy." you whispered as you closed the bag.
you walked into the room bucky was in and gave him another hug. "'m tired. goin' t'bed," you yawned. "nini buggy."
bucky smiled at your sudden change of heart, thinking nothing of it, and returned the hug. "good night little dovie. i love you." he whispered.
"wuv you too."
he carried you to your room and tucked you, giving you one last forehead kiss before he left. "a week little dovie. i promise."
he grabbed his stuff and headed toward the avengers tower. he couldn't handle seeing you upset like that.
he barely paid attention to anything until he was on the jet.
he opened his bag to get his clothes for the mission and noticed your stuffie. he choked back tears as he took it out.
you protect him just as much as he protects you, just in a different way.
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𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆
Summary: Bucky takes you to his meeting and leaves you outside at the assistant's desk. You regress very young while coloring so you and peter decide to surprise your daddies with the coloring pages!
Pairing: Cg!Bucky x Little!fem!reader & Cg!Tony x Little!Peter
A/n: This is my first agere fic I'm posting on here! Please excuse any mistakes bc I don't proofread these! Feel free to request any ideas you have! This is short but I wanted to get it done so I could post it so enjoy!
Bucky sat you down at the assistant's desk, she was off doing work so Tony allowed Bucky to leave you out there while the Avengers had their meeting. He left a kiss on your head before disappearing into the big meeting room.
You had never really been allowed to go to the meetings, you were not an avenger per say. It didn't bother you though, because you always got a treat after.
You sat at the desk, holding a pink crayon as you picked a page to color out of your avengers coloring book. It only seemed fit to color your daddy!
You giggled and leaned against the desk, pressing the crayon down and starting to color his outfit pink.
You heard footsteps and looked up to see Peter walking out of the meeting room holding Tony's hand. You gave them a confused look, the meeting couldn't have been over yet!
"Stay here with Y/n okay bubba? The meeting will be over soon and you can be home for a nap," Tony said, sitting Peter next to you. You handed peter a crayon and pushed the coloring book towards him.
"Wanna colors wif me?" You ask, giggling when Peter's face lights up in excitement. He flips though the pages before stopping at one of Tony.
You both can color your daddies!
"I want dis one," he pulls on the paper and it tears out of the book. He puts it down and pushes the book back to you. "We color our daddies and give to dem!"
You nod along happily, going back to your page and picking up another crayon.
You felt thirsty and so you reached into the diaper bag daddy brought and pulled out your bottle.
Soon you were done with the page. You had colored daddy pink and purple. He looked silly. You picked the book up and held it up in front of Peter. He started to giggle while he sowed you his.
You had both colored your daddies pink and purple!!
"Wanna show dem?" Peter asks. You nod, placing your now almost empty bottle down . You felt so much smaller than before, which was not good because daddy was not here to take care of you!
Peter grabbed the pictures before he slipped out of his chair and helped you out of yours. You wobbled slightly on your feet, not so sure you could walk as of now.
"Can't walk?" Peter asks you, you nod in response and sit down on the floor. "Okay you can crawl!" He claps his hands and walks forward, stopping and letting you crawl behind him.
He walked up to the door, trying to pull it open. It wouldn't budge and he whined. "Daddy prolly locked it."
He walks down the hall slowly, waiting for you to follow. You crawl as fast as you can, giggling when you see his light up shoes.
"Look! this one is open! daddy forgot to close it! come on!" He walks a little faster, through the door and into the meeting room. You hear voices as you go in after him.
"Peter?" Tony questions. Everyone looks up at Peter, not noticing you crawling up behind him till you sit next to his legs.
"Hi daddy! Look we colored for you!" Peter holds the coloring pages excitedly. Bucky look at you, his expression going from serious to soft in a split second.
"Is that my baby?" Bucky asks, reaching out for you with a big smile. You crawl to him and squeal when he picks you up.
Coo's sound from around the room. You pay it no mind because you are with your daddy and he's warm and cuddly!
"Dada!" you say in excitement as you turn to point to the coloring pages. He grabs the one you colored and chuckles.
"You did so good baby! This is so amazing," He places a kiss on your head. Bucky turns the paper to everyone else showing them the page.
"That's so good bubba!" Natasha says, patting your head. You giggle and hide onto daddy's chest because all the attention is making you shy.
Bucky rubs your back and hums softly, It was your nap time in a bit and you were already so tired. He cradles you in his arms, grabbing a paci from the diaper bag that someone must have brought to Bucky.
"Go to sleep baby," he whispers to you. You reach out and grab ahold of his finger, bringing it to your chest as you closed your eyes. Soon sleep took over and you relaxed onto Bucky.
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Heyy Babes
I'm going to be a blog for age regression fics, imagines, headcanons ects. I'm new to age regression but I'm learning fast and becoming an age regressor.
AGE REGRESSING IS NOT A KINK!!!
please send some requests id be more then happy to take some <3
Who i'll write for
Marvel
Little!loki x cg!reader/ daddy!loki x little!reader
Little!bucky barnes x cg!reader/ daddy!bucky x little!reader
Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader
Little!stucky x cg!reader/ daddy!stucky x little!reader
Little!Peter Parker x cg!reader
Daddy!Tony Stark x little!reader
Stranger things
Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader
Little!eddie x cg!reader/ daddy!eddie x little!reader
Mommy!robin x little!reader
Harry potter:
Little!draco x cg!reader/ daddy!Draco x little!reader
Obey me shall we date/onemaster to rule them all
little!Lucifer x cg!mc/ daddy!lucifer x little!mc
little!Mammon x cg!mc/ daddy!mammon x little!mc
little!Leviathan x cg!mc
little!Satan x cg!mc/ daddy!Satan x little!mc
little!Asmodeus x cg!mc/ daddy!asmodeus x little!mc
little!Beelzebub x cg!mc/ daddy!beelzebub x little!mc
little!Belphegor x cg!reader/ daddy!belphegor x little!mc
#little!billy hargrove#little!bucky#little!loki#little!peter#little!loki x mommy!reader#little!steve#little!reader#little!steve x mommy!reader#little!draco#obey me headcanons#age regressor#age regression#age re safe space#sfw caregiver#care giver#cg!peter parker#cg!bucky#mommy!reader
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Loud but comforting
This was a request from @chrisevansdaughter
I loved writing this, sorry it strays a small bit from your request i was following the vibe i got while writing
Stucky x little reader
1445words
No defining pronouns used
Warnings: ageregression, names like daddy, dada, little star, baby etc. Mention of paci,stuffys, and naps, eating, juice and sippy cups, little peter, little wanda, little loki etc.
Edited to the best of my ability
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everyone knew it was coming, the mission you had just gotten back from a few days ago definitely still leaving pressure on your mind.
It takes you some time to bounce back from the stressors of an undercover mission especially when its one that Bucky or Steve weren't able to accompany you on.
You had fully planned on taking the weekend to relax and let your mind recoup, both of them knew and fully supported that plan in fact they had everything prepared for if you went into little space.
Due to you being so busy and than wanting to relax you had forgotten about the barbecue, on the same day every year tony throws a small party of just the team and has a barbecue.
While Steve was taking a shower and you were sleeping in Bucky was getting your stuff together, pulling out an easy and comfortable outfit that would be fitting for being both big and little.
Once ready himself he packs a small bag of stuff that you might need if you do regress while around everyone, Steve helping wake you up for the day, running his hand along your back and humming out a good morning greeting he could tell you weren’t little per say but you also weren't completely big, you were definitely going to drop sometime today.
"Hey there love, good morning, are you ready to go to the barbecue picnic?" It clicked i. Your head and you grumbled out in mild frustration, not at the fact there’s plans but because you forgot about it.
Pushing the soft fluttery feeling away the best you could, "i can get ready now" you mumble getting out of bed after a deep hug from Steve.
Finding the clothes Bucky layed out for you, you feel relief that they'll Casual and comfy instead of formal and fancy, slipping them on Bucky walks back into the room to you brushing your teeth and Steve patiently waiting on the bed.
Bucky and Steve communicating trough silent glances helping buck understand your current headspace.
Once at the barbecue it wasn’t as much of a stressor as you assumed, you sat around talking and laughing with team mates, snacking, listening to music, the whole shebang. If you slipped up on words you’d just blame it on being extra tired today and they would understand it and mind no matter to it.
There were plenty of activities to do, both big and small everyone was happy to go around and just have fun.
All was going well for the first two hour, you’d inevitably been able to fight of your little space fairly easily. Watching a movie on the projector with Bucky next to you sharing a popcorn when a boom of thunder and a flash of white crashed down to where you and everyone else were hanging out.
No one payed any mind to it but you, when the sound rumbled through your lungs like bass you jumped in your seat, screaming, your eyes clamp shut.
The bright light fades and in its place you see a tall muscular man clad of battle armor, beautiful long golden locks cast around his face a laying calmly on his shoulders.
He goes around greeting everyone with hugs and starts approaching you and your boyfriends, you know him, you’ve never met him but you are aware he’s often present you’ve just never sat down to talk or get to know each other.
Looking at Steve with worry lacing your headspace he knows what’s happening and all he can do from his spot currently is nod for you to lean into Bucky and smile.
Steve’s kind smile a grounding place for your mind.
"Greetings Bucky greeting Steve!" Thor booms causing you to squeak covering your ears while burrowing into Bucky, in that moment everything hit all at once sending you plummeting into your headspace, its not that he’s scary because honestly he looks like he gives phenomenal hugs he’s just much louder than Steve and Bucky
"good afternoon thor its good to see you, could you talk a little quieter?" Steve responds as you cross from Bucky to Steve’s lap, slipping deep into your headspace, there was nothing wrong with Bucky’s lap its just because of how close thor was to where you had been.
"Of course, i can see your little mortal is scared of loud sounds"
"Yes, loud sounds and new people but its okay, were okay, aren’t we Hun?" He looks down to where your head is pressed into the crook of his neck, patting your back.
"I am sorry little star, i truly did not mean to frighten you" he soothes while sitting next to Bucky to give some space.
They continue talking as you stay right where you are, wrapped up in Steve’s arms, him soothingly rubbing your back giving you the occasional kiss to make you smile.
What you didn't realize was that him soothing you was to help you feel comfortable in little space.
Your attention getting caught by a tell-tale scene in your favorite movie making it obvious what’s on, your head pops up first and than you climb out of Steve’s lap going the sit in the little section with peter, wanda, and loki (yep loki is smol in this)
Plopping down your eyes wide open cast up at the screen, a smile on your face, your attention grabbed.
Bucky and Steve don’t have to worry about if you get up and wander, there’s several caregivers around happy to redirect you if you go exploring, they know you’re safe so they turn to each other when thor goes to greet another member.
Getting caught up in conversation they don’t notice when the movie ends and you wander over to the snacks area, opening the mini fridge filled with little safe drinks you find your favorite juice, taking it to the table and try to open it but surely enough the lid wont budge.
Looking around everyone seems to be occupied with something or talking to someone until your eyes land on thor, standing at the railing overlooking the city, gulping down your anxiety and taking it to him for help.
You tap him on the arm taking his attention, he looks down at you and grins, "hello little star, what can i do for you?" You hesitant, considering going back but you’re really thirsty so you hold out the juice, "chu open?" You question pleading with your glistening little eyes, a look no one could say no to.
"Do you have a sippy cup with you?" Making you think for a moment, nodding you run off to where your daddies are, tapping Bucky on the shoulder, "dada, an i hab sippy please?"
"Of course baby, do you need help?" He hands you the green sippy from your bag.
Shaking your head, "no, fank chu dada" you run off back to thor handing it to him, waiting patiently while he pours the juice into your sippy cup for you.
"Anything else little star?" You think for a moment before taking his hand dragging him over to the toys, "tower" you announce showing him the blocks. He joins you building your block tower.
People started gathering around the gill area to eat when the food was almost done but you and thor stayed playing with the toys. He would do silly things like 'accidentally' knock down your tower on purpose and than getting scared by the clatter, making you coo and giggle out.
Bucky and Steve can see you having fun so they don’t come over to bother you.
Eventually you get worn out feeling the need for an afternoon nap you put away the blocks, rubbing your sleepy eyes, thor notice you’ve slowed down, your movements are less exact and your eyes are becoming heavy.
He takes it as a cue to do the rest before opening his arms for you.
Without even thinking you lean into him letting him hold you, your head gently layed on his shoulder as he walks around with you in his arms, swaying you, you fall asleep without a fuss.
Walking over to Bucky and Steve in the lounge area they can feel their hearts melting, he sure is good at what he does, "your little star has fallen asleep" he sort of whispers.
"You must be special, they never fall asleep without their stuffy" Bucky smiles taking you out of thors arms so you and your daddies can go back to your floor.
You stir awake from the movements "can you say bye to uncle thor baby?" Steve asks
And so you do, waiving as you three walk off.
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The next one will be done in a few hours, i like posting at night
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MAD MAN 3
Pairing: Dark Bucky x reader
Warnings:18+ Dark themes, Ddlg, ED.
SUMMARY: Reader doesn’t know how to feel about all this.
MAD MAN Masterlist
Light snores fill up the silent room, you stay awake not being able to sleep. You got no clue what to do, you know hes got a car out there but unless you know the code for the doors and the system alarm, the plan is practically useless. How could this happen, how on earth did you end up in this position, you thought to yourself. Tears form in the back of your eyes, you know no one's gonna find you, you have no friends, no family. You successfully pry Bucky’s hands off of you and leave the bed.
You don’t plan on escaping you can’t, you make you way downstairs and sit on the couch, a sigh escapes from your mouth, you want this nightmare to end, then an idea pops into your head, what if you kill yourself you thought, you take a moment to really think about this, would you even be able to go forward with this plan, what happens when your dead? You shake your head, no you can’t do that, you want to live, you think.
“What are you doing down here sweetheart?” You flinch not even hearing his footsteps approach, you freeze when you turn your head, the only form of light is from the stove top light, you see a hard expression on his face. “I ask a question Y/N” He said with a slightly harsher tone. He scared you so much,
“I cou- I can’t sleep” you look down, you’d get yelled at if you used ‘big girl’ words. your hands are sweaty and you can feel your face heat up. Bucky walks over to you, Tears start forming in the corner of your eyes.
“How about a warm bottle, it will make you feel better” He suggested, you knew it really wasn’t a suggestion and you knew you can’t deny him, you still have the bruise he gave you on your arm from a few days ago. That thought gave you chills. You nod and he gives you a smile, he knows you more than you know yourself, he knows if your planning something, he reads you like an open book, he makes his way to the kitchen preparing a warm bottle, he puts a powder of something into your drink. you sat there, your back to him, this man claims to love you, but he doesn’t treat you very nice, all of this confuses you still.
He makes his way to you and carries you. You once again enter his room and lays you down on the bed, he then lays down too, cuddling you as he feeds you from the bottle. “If I hear you out of bed at night again, I won’t be as nice” He tells you, you heart quickens this is him being nice? Your eyes flutter close as sleep takes a hold of you.
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You sat there in the living room watching a Disney film, while Bucky makes lunch for you. You can’t help but feel sadness when you watch people fall in love in the movies, you've never fell in love, not one single guy was interested in you, they like those girls who are brave, the ones that make flirty comments and dressed nice, you can’t just walk up to them and start a conversion because you didn’t know how. You were the girl they didn’t notice. Bucky was the only guy who did, you thought maybe if he wasn’t out of his mind he would of dated one of those girls.
“Doll, come and eat,” he said, you went over to the dining room and sat down. You saw what he gave you and it was the same thing he has given you for the past weeks, mushy food. You sigh and he takes notice. “What’s the matter baby?” he asks, you hesitate scared to get a punishment.
“why can’t I eat food like yours” You say, every time you eat he has better food than you, and your stuck eating mushy food that taste like poop. He sighs as he drops his spoon down.
“You can’t eat solids right now honey, your body would just throw it all up, I’m sorry sweetheart,” He gives a small smile at you, but you frown, oh yeah you can’t, all of this made you forget how sick you were- are.
Your work place was awful the only reason you stayed was because you had to pay your bills. Your co-workers would make jokes on your weight, at first you thought nothing about it giving a little chuckle at their jokes. Soon enough it went to your head, you wouldn’t eat, even when you did you’d feel guilty and make yourself throw up, it got so bad that you collapsed at work and had to be rushed to the hospital, that wasn’t even a month ago.
“Oh honey don’t cry, soon enough you'll feel better, you just need time,” you didn’t even notice you were crying. All you could do is wipe the tears and nod, his soft words gave you a little comfort, soon after that it was time for your nap. He carried you up to your room and gave you a small kiss. He’s crazy you know that, your scared when the time will come when he takes advantage of you.
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Old Fashion Way
CG! Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes and Little! Y/N Oneshot
Having caregivers that were born in the 1940's was way more complicated than you'd think. Bucky and Steve weren't really up to "new" societal norms when it came to Littles. Back in the day, things were way stricter when taking care of a little. Bedtimes was 8pm sharp, vegetables have to be finished off the plate with no excuses, no talking back, clean up your own messes, and plenty more. And of course when Bucky and Steve started taking care of Y/N, those rules would be in place almost instantly. But.. there were some new modifiers they added to enforce good behavior.
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"Y/N? Why are all your toys on the floor?"
Steve stood over Y/N with a stern look. He was always the sternest out of the two, usually, Bucky would deal with things like this and let Y/N get out of it easy, but Y/N wasn't too lucky this time.
"I'm still playing.."
Y/N mumbled, (she/he/they) were just sitting on the bed watching TV.
Steve chuckled, "No, I don't think so. What I think you're doing is watching TV while ignoring that your room is a mess, kiddo."
He sighed and walked over to Y/N, shaking his head a bit.
"You know what that means.. you have to take a sticker off your good (boy/girl/kid) chart."
Y/N whined angrily, pouting up at Steve with an angry look.
"Papa! I no wanna take star away! I'll clean now! I promise."
Y/N tried to reason with Steve, something (she/he/they) often did with Bucky. But Steve was a hard nut to crack, almost no form of pleading worked on him.
"No, no. It's too late for that now. You can take a sticker off first then you can clean your room."
Y/N glared up at Steve with a pout, (she/he/they) groaned and got off the bed.
"Fine.."
Y/N walked over to the chart with (his/her/their) arms crossed and took a star sticker off of the chart. Everyday, Y/N started out with three stars on their chart. If three stars stayed on the chart, (they/he/she) can get a treat! But if all of them are taken off, some form of punishment gets in place. Which is usually just timeout or being grounded.
Steve chuckled and patted Y/N's hair,
"It's okay kiddo, you can always earn it back again. But you have to promise me that your room won't be messy by the time it's dinner time, okay?"
He held out his pinky to make the promise. Y/N's pout shifted into a smile at the gesture, even giggling a bit. Y/N wrapped (his/her/their) pinky around Steve's and smiled,
"I promise papa."
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"Y/N, it's bath time."
Bucky yelled out from the bathroom, he was waiting for Y/N in there. He already had the bath filled up with water and bubbles just like Y/N liked, even some toy figures so (she/he/they) didn't get bored.
Y/N was playing with (his/her/their) toys in the living room when Bucky said this. But Y/N didn't move. (She/he/they) wanted to play some more! Not go in a boring bath.
"No Bubba! I playing!"
(He/She/They) yelled back. It instantly made Bucky come out of the bathroom to face Y/N, he stood over (him/her/them) with his hands on his hips.
"What was that? You want to repeat that for me?" His tone was stern, but there was a slight smirk on his face too.
Y/N looked up at him with the most innocent look (he/she/they) could muster,
"I-I said.. No want to, maybe later?"
(He/She/They) babbled, Bucky just shook his head with a chuckle. He picked Y/N up so they were face to face, "No that's not what I heard, sweet pea. What I did hear was you saying no when I said it's time for your bath."
Y/N whined and tried to squirm out of Bucky's grasp, (she/he/they) didn't want to get in trouble! The stars would be almost gone!
"Bubba I sorry.. no meant it! I promise."
(She/He/They) looked up at Bucky with the saddest pouty look possible, "I sorry for talkin' back, won't do it again."
Bucky rolled his eyes playfully, he couldn't stay mad at Y/N. He kissed the top of (his/her/their) head and smiled.
"I know you didn't, baby. But let's not do that again, alright?"
He asked, carrying Y/N to the bathroom so he could get (her/him/them) ready for bath time.
Y/N nodded quickly in response,
"Uh huh. No gonna do it again."
"That's my good (girl/boy/baby.)"
Bucky gave a small mischievous look to Y/N, leaning in close to (his/her/their) ear.
"Now.. I won't tell Papa if you won't tell him. We can pretend this never happened.. and if bath time goes off with no problems, I'll give you a star. Deal?"
Y/N instantly giggled and nodded,
"Deal!"
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paper rings- short fluffy sweet blurb with any character you want. Give me a sentence or prompt you want in this blurb.
can you do bucky or loki with cuddling after a long day please <3
1st of May
“Wan wuddles dada.” you pouted at Bucky when he finally managed to get out of the shower. Bucky smiled down at you, a little bundle of his joy curled up in the corner of the sofa. Buried under little pillows, blankets and Alpine. “My little one wants cuddles, huh?” he chuckled at you and put his hair up in the bun.
“Dadaaa,” you whined and Bucky could sense that this was not a time for any teasing. “Alright my little pumpkin, let’s get wuddles.” Yet, he still afforded to pout your baby talk at you. “It was a long day, wasn’t it?” He tossed himself onto the sofa, next to you in the mountain of pillows.
“Didn wike it.” you whined and reached out for Bucky who was still making comfortable in his place. “How is that so?” Bucky asked. He knew that it is very important to talk about feelings. Especially with his little one.
Bucky finally managed to find a good place, smiling at you and opening his arms to you. “Come here and tell dada, munchkin.” And you did. You rolled into his arms, nuzzling into his warm presence and trying to wrap your arms around him too. Bucky locked his arms around you too, his palms spreading on your back and slowly rubbing your back. And of course he warmed up his arm just for you. You hid your face in his neck, breathing his comforting scent and feeling his soft skin.
“So how was your day?” Bucky asked again. You only squeezed him harder, putting him into an almost bone breaking hug. Bucky felt vibrations of your voice in his neck, yet he didn’t understand what you said.
“Munchkin,” Bucky chuckled. He softly and carefully pried you off. He laid your head onto his metal warm palm, your cheek squishing on that side. His other hand came to your other cheek, his thumb stroking the place and squishing your cheek. “Talk to me, pretty please.” he smiled at you, warmly.
“Was jus lotsa long long n it wasn movin fast. Felt like da day was for years!” you dramatically huffed and plopped your hands onto the pillow. Bucky chuckled at your adorableness and stroked your cheek with his knuckles. “But it’s okay now, because the day is about to end,” Bucky placed a small kiss on your forehead. “And you have Daddy.” And another kiss to your temple. “And we can cuddle all the time you want.”
“Wif Alpi two?” you gave him your best puppy eyes and Bucky nodded. “With Alpine too, little one.” Bucky hummed and pulled you closer one again. Kissing the top of your head and securing a blanket on your shoulders, his hand rubbing your blades, trying to soothe you down.
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Marvel Masterlist
🧡= Little!Reader Fics
💛= My Fav Fics
* = Smut/Nsfw
Bucky Barnes
< Emotional >
- summary: Your emotional because of your period and Bucky comforts you
< Night hallucinations > 💛
- Summary: Bucky’s little wakes up alone and has a night hallucination whilst buckys in a meeting
< Hide and seek >
- Summary: Bucky has a mission so Tony looks after you and he loses you…
< Silent Treatment >
- Summary: You give Bucky the Silent Treatment…
Steve Rogers
Tony Stark
< Meanie >
- Summary: One of Tony’s men is mean to you
Thor Odinson
Loki Laufeyson
< Clowns >
- Summary:
Peter Parker
Sam Wilson
Natasha Romanoff
Clint Barton
Bruce Banner
Peter Quill
Stucky
Avengers
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Hi!! I love your story’s and am always looking for little and daddy Bucky story’s!! I was wondering if you could do insecure reader who’s bigger. She has bigger thighs a bigger tummy and face. Could you do reader is scared to sit on buckys lap or for him to pick her up and carry her around the house. She’s too scared she’s heavy and will crush him and his legs. or that he will drop her because she’s too big. She also never cuddles and sleeps with him in his room always sleeping in her room after he puts her to bed because she’s scared about her breathing or how she sleeps.
Bucky gets her to tell him why and then comfort. Just fluff fluff fluff. If your not comfortable writing this I totally understand!!! If you do could you ad paci use? Thank you!!! Sorry for the rambling…
Strongest Man Alive
Bucky Barnes x Plus Sized!Little!Reader (She/Her Pronouns Used)
Notes - This is not my best work, and has been in my drafts for MONTHS, it's something cute, and a little angsty at the beginning, but it does get super fluffy at the end. It's a little bit different than my usual writting style, so I apologize for that, but I do hope you like it and if not I'm so sorry! I hope I did this ask justice, and I hope everyone is having a good week!!! <3
Warnings - Talks of reader being self conscious for being 'bigger', kept very vague as she uses the words "heavy" and "squishy" to describe her body type instead of more concrete descriptions, the use of a pacifier is very brief as it's something I'm not used to writing, though I would be willing to continue, mentions of reader eating food "snacks" and "sandwich" though never specified, FLUFF at the end, but there is a moment of angst, I DON'T KNOW IF THIS IS A COHEARANT STORY, it's from the drafts and I gave it a once over and I think it's 'good enough' so I apologize if it's terrible <3
SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW.
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Y/n often spent their time at the Avengers tower sitting, standing, lingering around Bucky Barnes. It wasn't on purpose, the man just seemed to be the other half of some magnet imbedded deep in Y/n's heart. He just had some ability to pull her towards him.
Maybe it was the way he cut her sandwiches into perfect triangles, or the way his hand always found hers when she got scared. Maybe it was the way he seemed to be reserved around anyone but her that made her feel so connected to him.
He never sulked but always seemed to walk around with a frown stuck on his face, only ever changing it to a smile when she walked by his office or stopped by his room.
As much as Y/n felt like she was pulled to him, Bucky felt it multiplied by 100. His hands always aching to hold hers, his chest always feeling heavy when he began to think about her needing something and him not being around to help her.
The whole tower knew about Y/n's regression. Wanda and Peter often joined in, hanging out in little space and colouring in books Tony had provided, watching whatever new animated movie had just come out and sleeping over in makeshift tents in the living room.
Often other Avengers would help supervise activities, Steve loved playing action fighters in the common areas, Nat loved cuddle puddle on the couch, and Thor was always ready for a park day. Bucky on the other hand liked to stay in the shadows, buying stickers for the group of littles, making them lunch and dropping it off.
Bucky only stuck around if Y/n asked him to hang out with her. "Bucky can you hold my hand?" She had asked him when at the park, he of course grabbed her hand and helped her up the jungle gym.
"Bucky can you open this please?" She had whispered during a movie, her baggie full of snacks too difficult to manage on her own. He opened the baggie and held it in his own grasp, handing her a piece of candy anytime she had finished the previous one.
"Bucky will you colour with me?" She had yelled her ask one day when he was passing by the kitchen, Y/n sat at the island with markers scattered across the marble. He silently sat down and diligently coloured the page she had given him, helping her chase markers that had fallen.
He knew she was comfortable asking for what she wanted, and he knew she wasn't afraid of him ... so, it made his chest tighten every time she asked him to grab something from the top shelf instead of asking to be lifted like Wanda and Peter often asked.
He also felt off every time a little would come running out of their room after a nightmare, rushing into someone's room for a cuddle, yet Y/n's door never opened and neither did his.
Bucky was sure it was his fault she didn't seek him out for cuddles, he thought he had done something wrong when she never asked for a hug. Was it his arm? Was she scared he would turn on her? He couldn't figure it out.
That is until he realised she never asked anyone for a cuddle, or a hug. Nat, Wanda, and Peter would be all comfy on the couch and Y/n would be sat on the chair, a small frown on her face yet she never tried to find a spot next to her friends. And when she scraped her knee on the playground she declined Thor's offer of a "healing" hug.
"Y/n?" His voice was quiet but direct as he called out into the playroom, Y/n sat on the softly coloured rug, her stuffed animals scattered about.
"Hi Bucky!" She smiled, her pacifier tumbling out of her mouth and onto the ground.
"Hi." He sat down across from her, quickly pocketing the fallen pacifier before sought out the, now, dirty thing. "What are you playing?" His hands brushed a stuffed teddy, Y/n tilting her head in confusion as she looked around her.
"'m just dressen 'm up." She smiled at him, grabbing a stuffed unicorn and brushing it's fur back into place, shuffling closer to Bucky as she gathered a few other stuffed animals.
The moment her knees hit his she shifted back, so Bucky shifted his towards her again. Like clockwork she moved and left a small gap between them. "Y/n?"
"Mhm." She looked back at him, her smile one he could easily read through.
"Am I scary?" He asked calmly, not once loosing eye contact as she shook her head 'no'. "Do I smell?" He asked, this time with a laugh.
"No!" She giggled.
"Then why do you run every time I touch you." Instead of answering she bowed her head, hands running over the stuffed animal anxiously. "Why don't you hug Wanda or Peter?" He was worried that all the questions would make her want to run, but as she huffed and leaned into his space slightly he continued. "I know Thor was pretty sad when you declined his hug the other day." That one wasn't a lie, the man had gone on a rant about how he thought he had done something wrong, how he was sure Y/n hated him.
"I jus', I don' want them t' be mad." She admitted, huffing at the end of her sentence. "'m jus', 'm heavy, an' squishy. Wanda and Pete aren't heavy an' squishy." She admitted, eyes locked on the wall, the stuffed unicorn held a little closer to her body.
"What do you mean Baby?" Bucky asked, confused as to what she was alluding to.
"It's harder t' pick me up." She finally looked back at him, tears beginning to gather along her waterline. "And cuddling wif me wouldn' be th' same." She shrugged, trying to play it off like she wasn't bothered by her own words.
The tightness in Bucky's chest didn't ease up with his answer, his worry only growing. He had hoped it was an easy thing to fix, yet knowing Y/n didn't hug her friends, or him, because she felt too big made him hurt. "Baby," He began, not giving Y/n a second to doubt him, he picked her up and sat her in his lap. "you aren't 'too heavy' to pick up." He hated how quickly she curled into his chest, how clear it was that she was missing human connection. "I'm the strongest man alive, and you saying that you're too heavy is going to bruise my ego a bit, Baby." They both laughed, a few of Y/n's tears hitting the fabric of Bucky's shirt.
"I thought Steve was th' strongest man alive?"
"I let him win when we arm wrestle." Bucky admitted, causing Y/n to break out into a fit of giggles.
"'m gonna tell him!" She stood up, bolting for the door.
"Oh no you don't!" Bucky ran after her, lifting her off her feet in the middle of the hallway, Y/n pausing with a gasp, bracing for the two of them to fall, yet laughing along with Bucky as jostled her around, threatening to take her new colouring page off the fridge if she told anyone his secret.
After a pinky promise and some juice Y/n began to trust Bucky a little bit more. She let him pick her up at the playground, and gave him a hug before bed every night. She still worried her hugs were 'bad', that maybe no one would want to hug her because she wasn't 'little' but Bucky never once complained, instead asking for hugs in the morning too.
It took her a while to truly trust that Bucky wasn't lying when he said his back didn't hurt after picking her up, but eventually she became comfortable enough to run and jump into his arms, something she had always dreamed of doing.
It wasn't until a month later that Bucky woke up at 4 am to the sound of Y/n's hurried footsteps rushing to his door. Light creeping in from the opened door she didn't close as she ran to his bed. The sound of soft cries and whispers of "Nightmare" filling the usually quiet space.
Instead of letting her think too much about how she 'should' be cuddling, Bucky just scooped her up and tucked her into his bed, letting her know he'd protect her, and her stuffed animal. He liked having her in his room, it made him feel at ease knowing she was close.
After a few months of staying in Bucky's room, Y/n began to get out of her shell a bit more, hugging Wanda and Peter, and eventually accepting Thor's 'healing' hugs. She finally joined in during the weekly cuddle puddle, laughing along side Nat and her friends as they all got cozy on the couch. And for the first time ever she let someone else, the second strongest man alive, Steve Rogers pick her up. A pride filled movement the man would never forget.
Even though it took her a little longer than everyone else to be comfortable hugging and snuggling, she was happy to finally be apart of the group in ways she wasn't before. Bucky, the man who still often stayed in the shadows, helping from a distance, couldn't help but feel a little lighter every time he saw his girl get over her worries, knowing if anything got to be 'too much' she'd come running to him.
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A Day With Daddy
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Summary: Little!Reader and CG!Daddy!Bucky have a day of play when Stevie's away 🥰
Request from @juiceboxgothbaby: hey I would really love a CG!stucky Little!reader fix where Steve goes out for a while and reader and Bucky get silly and make a mess and then steve comes home
Relationship: Caregiver Bucky Barnes x Caregiver Steve Rogers x AgeRe Little Reader
Word Count: 1,092
Content Warnings: usage of "daddy" and "dada" (but in a nonsexual context), playing messily and chaotically
Author's Note: hi! thank you for the request! i'm very proud of myself for writing a completed fic. i haven't been able to do so for a long time. reader is completely neutral from what i can tell. there are parts that may seem not body size friendly but i promise my intention was to make it to where you can really feel little as you read! i hope y'all enjoy!
(if there is anything else you believe i should put as a warning or to change to make reader more neutral please let me know! /gen /srs)
♡
"Bye-bye, dada!" you shouted from the front door, waving your hand so fast your wrist ached. It wasn't painful though, and you really wanted to show your dada a whole lotta love as he got into his car. He wanted to spend the day with you, he told you himself. However, Tony Stank called your dada away. But that was okay because you knew he needed to do "saving the world" stuff.
Steve opened the door to his black pickup truck, placing one foot on the step and turning to face you. "I'll be back in no time, kiddo." He smiled. "Be good for daddy."
"I will!" Your eyes squinted from how wide you grinned.
Your dada sat in the driver's seat, waving once more before pulling out the driveway. You watched as he drove away, and continued to watch even more despite him already being out of your sight. Being away from your dada left a pain in your heart. You still had Bucky though, your daddy, to watch over you and keep you company.
Bucky walked closer to the front door, observing you still standing at the door frame, looking out where your dada once was.
"He'll be back, pumpkin. Dada always comes back."
You whined, jutting out your bottom lip in a pout.
Bucky never took that to heart. He knew you loved hanging out with him just as much as you loved being with your Stevie. But that didn't mean you still wouldn't feel a sting in your adorable, loving heart.
Luckily, your Daddy knew just what to do.
"Little one," You turned to face Bucky. "I got these new paints, and I've been dying to try them out. Do you want to join Daddy?"
You gasped and smiled brightly. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Your daddy adoringly laughed at your joy. He knew it would work.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go, Daddy, c'mon!" you dragged him to the living room.
"Alrighty, cutie patootie, I'm coming."
♡
Your caregivers shared a bunch of similarities. It made sense considering how long they've known each other and how well they bonded closely. The only difference between your dada and daddy you've ever been able to notice is their strictness. Daddy does things before thinking. His worry is focused on you having fun and having a good time. At the end of it, he'll concern himself with the mess and make sure little and big you didn't feel bad in the slightest. He always makes sure you knew it was absolutely okay because you had fun and that was his most important rule.
Your dada is a different story. Of course, he wants you to have fun and enjoy being little, but he also believed rules and structure were something that you needed and could highly benefit from. No punishments are given, but he makes sure little you is disciplined in a way that'll help you grow. He sets your bedtimes, ensures you eat healthily, makes sure your activities are safe, amongst other things.
So, when caregiving you together, Bucky and Steve are able to balance each other. But, when they're seperate (especially when Bucky is alone with little you) things become...well, interesting.
Your favorite kid safe song played on loop in the living room, blasting so loud your next door neighbors could probably hear it word for word. You and your daddy had jumped on the couch, on the beds, and danced on the floors. The only thing he didn't let you do was jump off the dining table. But your pout was quickly gone when he explained that he didn't want his precious little one to get hurt. He compromised by picking you up, spinning you around, and having you "fly" around the house in his arms like a superhero.
"Look at you go, my little avenger! We're recruiting you know... you'd be the cutest, adorablest, most powerful avenger there ever was!"
Silly string was sprayed all over the wall, the couches, the floor, and especially in one corner of your playroom, where you tried to make a spider web. Unfortunately, it crumbled and held barely any weight at all. You decided you'd have to FaceTime Peter Parker at some point to assist you in perfecting the art of web building.
Your utmost favorite part of the day was the humongous painting you did on the fence of your backyard.
Daddy had cheered you on and complimented you the entire time.
"Good job, my little Vincent Van Gogh!"
"Wow! How did I get so lucky to have the most talented baby in the whole wide world? No, universe. The best baby in the whole universe!"
"I'm gonna have to call Tony. I got the smartest little doll on my hands."
By the time it was seven o clock, you started getting worn down and a bit hungry.
"Daddy, can I has some nuggies?" you asked while yawning, leaning your head on the dining table.
Bucky patted your head. "Of course, bubba."
You ate about half the nuggies when your eyes started drooping and feeling very, very heavy.
Your daddy noticed this and set down the fork he held that still had a small piece of chicken nugget on it.
He picked you up, letting your head rest on his shoulder and your arms wrap around his neck. Your daddy carried you to your room and set you down on the bed. He grabbed clean pairs of comfy clothes to help you change into before tucking you into bed and kissing your forehead.
"Sweet dreams, my little one." He handed you your best friend stuffie that you quickly grabbed and hugged close to your chest. Not even a second later, you drifted off into dreamland.
♡
Bucky cleaned up every single piece of silly string, organized your toys and art utensils, and wiped down all of the surfaces in record time.
He felt like he was in the clear. I mean, there was no piece of chaoticness left from their adventurous day.
That was, until Steve walked into the living room holding up a single leftover strand of silly string, placing his other hand on his hip.
"Do I even want to know what you guys did today?"
"No." Bucky smiled. "It would stress you out just to hear it."
"New rule for the house... Silly String is outside play only." Steve let out a breathy laugh as he threw away the stranded piece of silly string. You had fun, and that's all that mattered.
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Hi friend :) can please write Bucky x little reader where our therapist recommends we try age regression and how we are very hesitant at first but he just makes us feel loved and comfortable?
Let’s try it
Content - age regression, cg!bucky, psychologists, anxiety, apprehensive!reader, light swearing, soft toys, dummy use, bottles, slight angst, fluff cuddles, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.
Summary - when your psychologist gives you a new coping mechanism to try bucky helps makes you feel comfortable with trying it.
Authors note - thank you for the request my love sorry it took so long I hope you enjoy it!, reblogs are greatly appreciated<3
Translation - honey love = med lyubov'
“Age what?” You questioned your psychologist curiosity, you never got over how many things you’d never heard of before in terms of the mind.
“Age regression dear, I think it might benefit you” dr irin said plainly with a reassuring smile plastered across her lips “what does that entail?” “Well age regression therapy is when you revert to a childlike mindset in order to heal your inner child so to speak.”
You sat there for a minute trying to process the information given to you. “So how old would I go back too?” “It’s hard to say dear, it depends on what your mind does” she smiled reaching into her desk to pull out a pamphlet and some recommended websites.
“Now I was also thinking that some people who experience age regression find it easier when they have someone to take care of them, so maybe your partner James-“ “Bucky, yeah no I’m not bothering him with this” you said butterfly’s making their way into your chest.
“Okay hon” dr irin said softly “just know it’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s perfectly healthy” “okay” you sighed looking down at the pamphlet.
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“Hi baby” Bucky smiled putting down the spatula and turning down the heat on the stove before walking over too you.
“Hi Bub, what’re you making?” You asked curiously walking over to the frying pan “pancakes, figured you might like some after your session” he smiled kissing your temple.
“Aww thank you, you bloody softy come here” you smiled pulling him in and kissing his soft lips “your welcome, so how’d you go?” He asked returning to the stove and flipping a pancake over on the other side.
“Yeah it was okay” you sighed sitting down on one of the kitchen chairs “what did you talk about?” “Not much she just gave me some strategies” you sighed smiling as you watched Bucky place the pancakes on a plate “what do you want on ‘em bub?” He said walking over to the fridge.
“Can I have one with maple syrup and fruit and another with lemon and sugar please?” “Of course you can my love.”
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A few hours went by eventually turning the sky dark.
You were currently sitting on the sofa your favourite show playing on the telly while scrolling through your unanswered messages of the day.
Suddenly you realised your phone was about to run out of charge “buck can you get me my portable charger please?” You called out to Bucky who was sitting in the kitchen reading a newspaper.
“Sure where is it?” “In my bag I think” “okay”
In retrospect you probably should of remembered that you took your bag to your appointment. A few minutes later bucky came out with your portable charger in one hand and the pamphlet in his vibranium one.
“Here you go doll, hey what’s this?” He asked as he scanned the contents “what’s what?” You asked plugging in your phone and looking up at him “oh shit.”
“It’s nothing” you said quickly attempting to snatch it off him only to have him hold it up higher still accessing the words “it’s just something dr irin gave me give it here” “sounds interesting” he said gently giving it to you.
“Don’t judge it please I don’t even wanna do it it’s stupid” you whispered “hey hey no it’s not stupid if your doctor said it might help you should give it a go” he said kindly sitting next to you gently making you look at him.
“But I don’t know how and what if it doesn’t work it’s gonna be weird I just don’t-“ “hey dolly look at me yeah deep breaths in for 5 hold for 4 out for 5, that’s the way” he said softly guiding you through your breathing.
Once you calmed down you talked Bucky through what your psychologist had told you and he was completely on board.
During the next few days things went back to normal, that was until bucky received a large package “Bucky” you said suspiciously watching him sign for it seeing his cheeky smile.
“What have you done now” you said accusingly “ahh it’s actually for you sweetheart” he said kindly placing the box on the kitchen bench and ripping it open.
Inside there was a selection of soft toys, colouring in books, some bottles and a teal dummy. “Oh buck” you said breathlessly moving to embrace him.
“I told you angel I’m on board with this 100 percent”
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A few days later you finally slipped after lots of research and trying out different approaches. You were currently sat on the sofa with your dummy in your mouth and alpine laying down beside you her soft breathing and snores alerting you to the fact she had fallen asleep.
“Daddy” you whispered to Bucky watching his face light up when you called him that “yes little one?” “Look at pine pine” you giggled pointing at her “aww she’s asleep, what do you think cats dream about baby bunny?”
“I dunno, mice?” “Mice” he chuckled heartily “yes” you said definitively “dada” “hmm?” “Can I have a cuddle?” “Of course you can my little angel” he said softly.
Repositioning yourself to lie between his legs your back of resting against his chest you felt his vibranium arm gently come to play with your hair “do you feel better med lyubov'?”
“Mhm” you hummed feeling yourself grow sleepy in the embrace of your caregiver.
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❝ but you promised ❞[b.b.]
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: tantrum
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!bucky barnes x little!gn!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 430 words
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: bucky unexpectedly got called in for a mission and it hurts your feelings
✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for every little who take promises extremely seriously. i'm with you. promises are serious business
bucky knew he messed up.
he could feel the tantrum bubbling up from his spot on his bed, where he was putting his boots on.
your lip wobbled and you gripped your stuffie as tight as you could. "bu... but babs..." you said quietly.
"i know doll. something came up. i can't help it sweetpea." he responded gently, taking your face in his hands. he tried to give you a forehead kiss but you stepped back.
you flung your arms wildly when he tried to reach for you again. "no! no no no no no no no!" you stomped in a circle. "you promised!"
bucky felt bad but he didn't want to encourage your tantrum. he looked at your flailing body on the floor and immediately got stern. "no. i will not be staying for the weekend nugget."
"why?" you screamed. "it's because you're a huge meanie!" you said angrily, throwing your stuffie at bucky. you started crying even harder when you didn't have anything to grip.
bucky softened a little but you knew it was a losing battle to get him to stay. "nugget, that's not what's happening. i have to work nugs. i promise we can do this weekend another time."
you screamed and kicked even more at the thought of doing it another time. you planed it for now! "no babs! i can't be free anover time!"
bucky clenched his jaw quickly, trying not to show how your little tantrum was getting to him. "you need to listen with your ears. okay? i-"
you ran out of the room and stomped in another circle in your playroom. your arms were crossed and you had a little pout. you started to cry again and laid face down on the ground.
bucky followed you and felt bad when he saw how hard it gotten to you.
he let you lay on the ground and called natasha. she was the only person that bucky could think of. she was actually great with you when you were feeling small.
bucky ended the call and tried to calm you down by rubbing your back. "nugget. guess what?"
"what?"
"natasha's comin' over," he said gently. you propped yourself up on your elbows and wiped your eyes. "reewey?"
bucky smiled gently at you and nodded. "really. you and her are gonna have the time of your life until i get back. promise."
you sat up and sniffed. "pinky pwomise?" you asked, holding up your pinky.
"pinky promise."
"they are t'be kept forever an' ever," you told bucky.
"i know. i intend to keep it."
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Suprise- Bucky Barnes x Gender neutral age regressor
note- I wrote this a while ago based on an actual experience I had with my bf. I'm actually really happy with this I think its really good
Warnings- some cussing, self-doubt about regression, VERY brief indirect mention of age p!ay (nothing bad or insinuating they are the same)
This was never supposed to happen! But now it's done. Bucky is definitely gonna break up with me. These were the only thoughts going through Y/N's head. They were frozen in their spot eyes wide at the sight of Bucky staring back at them. Bucky was just confused, he didn't know what he had just walked into. he wasn't judging, he just wanted to know what was happening. You were surrounded by stuffed animals, coloring books, fuzzy blankets, and many other child things like dolls. They were both frozen and couldn't speak not wanting to offend or explain to the other.
However the more the silence grew and Bucky just looked at them, the more they slipped into their headspace. After a few additional moments, Y/N started to tear up and let out a loud wail. They were so overwhelmed with what is happening they couldn't control how far they regressed. Bucky was stunned and didn't know what to do. What does he do in this situation?
"Fuck, what do I do? shit," Bucky asks himself. He rushes to sit in front of his crying partner. he looks around at the toys and other things around him and picks some of them up and tries to hand them to Y/N.
"No, no, no, don't cry," he pauses and picks up a stuffed animal, "Your, uhh, unicorn thing wouldn't want you crying right?" he asks putting it in her face. Y/N just cries louder, and Bucky huffs and throws the stuffed animal to the side. He continues to look down at the things surrounding his partner, and that's when he spots a pacifier.
He picks it up and shoves it in Y/N's mouth hoping it would calm them as it would a baby. To his relief it did, he figured they might have needed to be treated like a baby with the way they were behaving so far. Bucky stands up but bends down to pick Y/N up and sets them on his hip while his metal arm is wrapped around their waist securely. He bounces Y/N on his hip as he walked to the living room making them giggle softly. He sets them down on the couch and picks up the remote to put it on a random cartoon from Netflix.
Y/N focuses on the tv watching diligently while Bucky paces behind the couch trying to think of what is going on. Is this a thing that people do these days? I am an old man, I missed a lot. Should I ask Sam? Bucky paced for about five minutes thinking of what to do. He ended up taking out his phone and googling "why is my girlfriend using a pacifier and behaving like a child?"
This search brought up a lot of mixed articles and Reddit posts. He read through a couple of them and they didn't fit his situation. They mainly were guys complaining about how their wives or girlfriends were acting childish in an argument. after a whole episode of the show he put on, he finally found a Reddit post that he could relate to. scrolling through the replies he kept seeing two answers. He could immediately rule out one of them, so he searched for the other option, age regression. He found a lot of information on it and learned some things about it.
Bucky goes back to grab some of Y/N's things and brings them into the living room. He makes them a bottle of warm milk with vanilla and honey while grabbing their favorite snack that could be eaten while they are regressed. He walks back into the living room confident he could take care of his partner for the night until he does more research on age regression.
"Look honey I got you your favorite snack and a bottle of I think it's called angel milk." He says with a smile plastered on his face. Y/N looks up from their show and hums in excitement at the sight. Bucky sits down next to Y/N and takes their paci out of their mouth. He begins to feed them the snack he brought, not feeding them too much just enough for them to be satisfied after they had their milk.
"Do you want to sit in my lap while I feed you you're bottle honey bun?" he asks not wanting to overstep boundaries. Y/N slowly nods their head yes. Bucky scoops Y/N up and places them in his lap, he puts the bottle in their mouth and feeds Y/N. Once They are done Bucky burps them and sets them back down to watch tv while he washes their bottle and puts away their snacks.
Bucky looked at the time and realized it was getting late, he huffed, and walked over to turn the tv off. Y/N looked up at him sad and started to get fussy.
"Hey, hey, hey, look it's okay," Bucky picks them up from the couch and makes sure she is secure on his hip again while walking her to her room.
"how about we go to sleep? I will lay down with you if that's okay?" Y/N shakes their head, yes and Bucky lays them down and tucks them in. He lays down next to them. Y/N clung onto Bucky's arm while drifting off to sleep.
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