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Thank you for taking my feelings into consideration <33 that's really nice!!

I'm sorry if I made you feel bad

no not at all !! i really appreciate you letting me know, thank you <3

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Dang I'm really sad to see your last reblog with dd*g-ish content :/// I thought you were sfw regression

it wasnt nsfw agere or cglre so i felt it was safe to post as there was no littlespace involved. i wanted to support my moots writing but i understand how that can be upsetting and im very sorry that i didnt realize it could be harmful. my own personal writing will always be sfw on this blog. again, im very sorry and its been deleted

i'd also like to add that you can message me privately to talk abt it if you'd like bc i dont support that and i really am sorry

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Bookstore owner Bucky

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whatchu guys wanna see ?!! wanna writes <3

hihi! are u gonna write more about the spider kid's best friend and bucky? i loved your first fic so much! <3

hihi lovey !! yessie i will for sures, i rlly love the idea of that au and i rlly wanna keep writing more !! its just hard for me sometimes so i cant say when, but there'll def be more :D n thankies for reading that one, it means a lot hehe 💗

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jus wanteds to say thankies to the anon for letting me know abt some of my likes !! i gotta start paying attention to the tags when im feeling little, im so sorry and i can promise it wasnt on purpose

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#daddy !! #so prettys #sebba <3

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hihi! are u gonna write more about the spider kid's best friend and bucky? i loved your first fic so much! <3

hihi lovey !! yessie i will for sures, i rlly love the idea of that au and i rlly wanna keep writing more !! its just hard for me sometimes so i cant say when, but there'll def be more :D n thankies for reading that one, it means a lot hehe 💗

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oshekeeihekww I WUBS !!! hads to go doc today ns wish i hads wansom 😭😭 HE SO GOODS A DADDY I WANTS !!! da way baby no wealize it was dones cuz he keep hew calms 🥺🥺

You got an ask awhile back about Ransom taking reader to the dentist and paying for it. I’d love to see that fic or blurb!

Word Count: 900

A/N: Oh darling I’m so so sorry this took so long!! I think Ireally psyched myself out with wanting it to be perfect and not knowing how to write accurately write dentistry 😅 But I hope you enjoy what I came up with because I think it turned out really sweet! 💕💕💕

Ransom had the means to get you anything your heart desired, and since he’d never been told “no” his entire life, what right did he have to ever say it to you? And of course, that included late night treats, and when you fell asleep after those extravagant sweets, Ransom would carry you to your giant bedroom, teeth going unbrushed as he didn’t have the heart to wake you. Even though he thought he was doing what was best for you by never allowing you to feel even a hint of discomfort, that plan backfired, because you now found yourself with a mouthful of pain.

You didn’t want to tell him. You knew Ransom’s greatest fear was for you to be in any sort of harm, so you were afraid he’d be angry if he found out you were hurt. Even more so, since the thing hurting you was your own mouth, you were afraid that he’d direct his anger at you. Your plan only worked for approximately five minutes, however, as Ransom was such a doting caregiver, he knew you were feeling off in an instant.

“What’s wrong, bubba?” He asked from across the breakfast table as you winced your way through a fluffy waffle drenched in syrup.

“Nothin’,” you tried to respond, but a pointed look from Ransom had you spilling the truth in no time. “Teef hurt.”

Ransom stood up and circled the table to crouch in front of you.

“Can I see, angel?” He asked, gently holding your head as you nodded.

You opened your mouth to him, and he took a short look inside, hiding his reaction well. He knew immediately that you’d need to see a professional, and he also knew that the second you caught wind of that, you’d be inconsolable, so he pretended to think as he stood up.

“That does look pretty painful, huh, baby?” You nodded. “Well then I think someone deserves a treat for being so brave about it.”

You furrowed your brows. Not only was Ransom not upset, he was rewarding you? But before you knew it, you were being buckled into your carseat and being driven off to who knows where. You were looking out the window, bopping your head along to the music playing in the car, when you pulled up to a fancy little building in town that you’d never been to before. Ransom parked the car and unbuckled you from your carseat, carrying you up the steps to the door of the building. There was writing on the door, you couldn’t see it very well, but you did recognize one word.

Dentist.

Ransom could feel you tense up in his arms, your breath quickening as you looked around for an escape, someone to save you from whatever horrors awaited. Usually that would be Ransom, but now you stared at him with such betrayal in your eyes. He'd tricked you; you should have known. But just as soon as you'd started to fret, Ransom was already calming you down.

"Shh babydoll don't worry. This isn't a mean dentist, this is one of daddy's friends, alright?" He kissed each of your cheeks and then your nose before looking you right in the eyes. "I promise you're going to be safe."

Ransom carried you into the building, where a kind looking woman in a white coat guided the two of you towards the big chair.

"Do you wanna sit down and hold daddy's hand?" Ransom asked. "Or do you wanna sit in daddy's lap?"

"Daddy lap pwease," you whispered.

Ransom sat down in the dentist's chair with you on his lap, one arm around your middle and the other across your chest like a seatbelt. He lifted his arm only briefly to allow the woman to pin a cloth to your shirt, during which he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Your eyes lit up despite your current situation; you weren't allowed much screentime during the say, let alone on daddy's phone. Ransom put his arm back over your chest, holding the phone so you could see the screen. In the delight of getting to watch Bluey in your daddy's arms, you hardly had time to worry about the woman as she examined and cleaned your teeth. Every now and then you'd feel a pain, or taste one of the pastes the spread across your teeth, but every time, Ransom would kiss your temple and remind you how safe you were in his arms. The next thing you knew, Ransom was turning off his phone and unwrapping his arms from your torso.

"No daddy!" You looked up with fear, but the dentist woman just smiled as she unclipped your bib.

"You did it, baby! You're all finished!" Ransom cheered for you, rubbing up and down your arms.

"I did?"

You'd barely even noticed it was happening. Your daddy was so lovingly protective of you that all your fears were whisked away. Ransom stood up with you still in his arms and carried you our of the room and back towards the door, thanking the dentist on the way. The whole ordeal was taken care of in what felt like no time at all and very little effort. You found most things in life went like that with Ransom around; you never had to worry about a thing.

#sugar reads #coconut 🥥 #i wubs dis #so comfowtins

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guessing game.

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summary | bucky’s learned to be patient with you when you’re having a hard time asking for what you want.

pairing | daddy!bucky barnes x little!reader

warnings | sfw regression (daddy!bucky and little!reader), reader experiencing extreme shyness, big hurt comfort vibes (no hurt? just? comfort?? lol), SOFT!bucky the softest so patient so gentle, thumb sucking

requested by anon | oh my so happy you’re taking bucky requests! could you please write something where bucky’s little is really clingy but shy at the same time so like she’d just stare at daddy and wait for him to understand on his own whenever she wants a kiss or a hug or wants to be held on his lap? And like when he finally gets it and gives her what she needs she melts into him and it’s all warm and fluff?

an | hey friend thanks so much for this request i’m so excited for it to be bucky’s first full solo fic :-))) this is so so so sweet, i love it so much! he’d just be the most patient, most encouraging daddy for a baby who had a hard time asking for things. hope you enjoy!

When Bucky hears a light knock on his bedroom door, he answers right away, already knowing who it must be. “Babydoll?” With your hand trembling over the metal doorknob, you twist it warily, pushing the door open and stepping just a foot into the carpeted room. Eyes searching cautiously for your daddy, you find him sitting on his bed in his jammies, reading a worn copy of an old book.

“Hey bub,” he greets warmly. “What d'you need?”

Swallowing hard, you remain frozen in your spot, your voice failing you as usual as you try to put your thoughts into words. When you find yourself unable to even open your mouth, your heart sinks in your chest, your shoulders falling slightly as you begin to back out of the room the way you came.

“Hey, hold on,” Bucky stops you, a frown now forming on his face as he folds the page of his book to save his spot before closing it over and setting it down on his nightstand. Sitting up slightly on the mattress of the bed, the concerned man looks over at you, asking, “What’s up, angel? S'there something I can help you with?”

Biting your lower lip, you continue to cling both hands to the side of the door, your feet feeling flimsy beneath you as you once again fail to answer. At your continued silence, a knowing look forms on Bucky’s face as he nods, rising from his feet and making his way over to you. Kneeling down a few feet in front of you to prevent himself from towering above your shaking form, the dark-haired man smiles softly at you, his next words coming out at barely above a whisper. “Hey, sweetheart,” he hums, his eyes shifting to the door you’re now half-hiding behind before returning to meet yours. “You can come in, doll. It’s alright. Here, com'ere.”

When Bucky motions for you to step towards him, it takes all the courage you have inside your pounding heart to propel you forward, out from behind the safety of the dark wood of the door. “There you are; hi, peanut. What’s on your mind, hmm?” Bucky croons, reaching out and placing a hand on each of your shoulders, guiding you a few inches closer to him. Gently, his hands rub up and down your upper arms in attempts to loosen you up, but you still remain rigid under the kind man’s touch.

Gazing his mild brown eyes into your own, Bucky then asks, “Just feelin’ a little shy, honey?” Gulping louder than you thought you would, you barely manage a nod, prompting your daddy to coo sweetly at you, “Aww, that’s okay, petal. I know my sweet girl just gets quiet sometimes, nothin’ wrong with that, darlin’. Nothin’ at all.” Slowly, you can feel yourself softening up the slightest bit at his intentional use of some of your favorite nicknames, but both of you know it’s nowhere near enough to break you out of your sheepish spell. “Just wish I knew what I could get you, princess. Know there must be somethin’ in that pretty head'a yours that you’re wantin’. Right?”

Letting out a shaky breath, you barely make it through another nod, the wide-eyed and terrified look on your face causing Bucky’s heart to simply wrench. You’ve always been this way, or rather, you’ve always tended to get this way, whenever your mind becomes a little too heavy and your throat feels like it’s swallowing itself into the pit of your stomach. Bucky always thought he could get shy at times, and then he met you. And while your extreme timidness has always posed as somewhat of a challenge for your relationship, the man’s only ever been more than patient and understanding with you, eventually even finding little ways to coax you out of your shell easier, whether it be by calling you the sweetest names in the book, or finding some way to make you laugh.

“Hmm,” Bucky hums as he stands in front of you, a playful look forming on his face as he wonders aloud, “what could my baby girl want this time? Does she want… to go have a snack?” Bringing a gentle hand down, he scrunches his flesh fingers a few times over your tummy, causing you to giggle shyly as your cheeks heat up. “No… don’t think that’s it. We just had dinner not too long ago, and she did such a good job eating all that spaghetti Sam made for us, didn’t she?” Bashfully, you offer a nod, earning a smile from Bucky as he pats your belly proudly.

“So she doesn’t want a snack… maybe she wants a bath then?” he tries another guess. As soon as he sees your nose scrunching up at the suggestion, the man chuckles, his metal arm reaching up to stroke back your hair from your face. “I’ll take that as a negative, huh? Well then… what could it be?” Bringing his other hand down to hold yours, Bucky’s metal fingers trail to just below your chin, tilting your head up slightly to get you to look at him. “Think you could help me out, sweetheart? Don’t think I’m too good at guessin’.”

With a more intense sense of focus being placed back on you once more, your smile fades away almost instantly, a low tremble building in your bones as you bite down on your bottom lip, trying to keep it from wobbling. “Oh angel,” Bucky murmurs, a hint of guilt sinking into his expression as he looks hopefully at you, his eyes urging you to open up. “S'okay, doll. You’re okay. It’s just me, right? Just Daddy. You can ask me for anything, honey, anything you want or need and it’ll be yours. Just need you to try for me, pumpkin. How about we just give it a try, hmm?”

Biting back tears as you struggle at his request, a quiet whimper rises in your throat, causing Bucky to return his hand from your chin to your shoulder, rubbing gently over the fabric of your puppy-print shirt. “Hey,” the man soothes softly, his voice dropping to a low murmur as he senses you’ve reached your limit. “Okay, princess. That’s okay. S'it just too scary, bub?” A first tear drips down your cheek as you nod weakly, your cheeks burning in humiliation as Bucky reaches out, gathering you into his arms before lifting you up to hold you close to him. “Okay, princess. That’s okay. Daddy’s sorry, baby. Know it’s so scary, you’re bein’ so, so brave for me.”

Rising to his feet, the strong man sways you gently, letting you tuck your head into the crook of his neck as he rubs your back lovingly. “Shhh, lovebug. It’s alright. Daddy’s got you; you just take your time, okay, baby?” But as he finishes muttering his comforting words, Bucky begins to notice how quickly you’ve seemed to relax into his hold, your head now out from hiding as it rests its side against his chest, your thumb slotted between your lips as you look up mildly at the man. “Angel?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at you. “You alright?”

“Mhmm,” you mumble softly. “Thank'ou, Daddy.”

At your simple words, Bucky smiles warmly at you, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead. “You’re welcome, peanut. That’s all you needed, baby? Just wanted Daddy to hold you?” Earning a nod from you, he lets out a sigh of relief, backing up carefully and sitting himself down on the bed with you now cradled in his lap, your eyes growing droopy at the familiar scent of your daddy surrounding you and the faint sound of his heart beating. “Well don’t you worry, little one. Daddy’s right here, gonna hold you all night long,” he soothes, his words sealed as a promise with another kiss to your sleepy head.

#dis my comfort fic ☺️ #sugar reads

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100% accurate

#little sugar

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want someone to kiss my paci and rub my tummy.

#little sugar #yes pwease !!

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phrases that would make regressed me melt and make me

realize how starved i am of emotional affection 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ ִ

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꒰ 🍵 ꒱ “it’s okay, little one.” or “you’re okay, sweetheart.”

꒰ 🌿 ꒱ “don’t worry, bub. i’m not mad, yeah?”

꒰ 🍓 ꒱ “you mean a lot to me.” or “i take care of you because i want to, petal.”

꒰ 🧺 ꒱ “my baby..” or “my little one.”

꒰ 🍵 ꒱ “you did so good, good job!” or “i’m so proud of you, kiddo.”

꒰ 🌿 ꒱ “i’ve got you.” or “i’m here, little one.”

꒰ 🍓 ꒱ “i know how hard you try, bub.” or “you are so much more than you think, dove.”

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#little sugar #dis so funnys #hehe i wubs pongey too

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hewwooooo !! i jus wanna be wittles hehe

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DIS SO CUTES !! BABA BABA BABA !!!

Hiii maybe daddy Bucky teaching reader the alphabet or some words after going non-verbal for some time. Always giving her evacuations stuff

hey just a heads up here's some info for the terminology of speech levels!! this was such a cute request though omg ❤️ 121 words

bucky held up the first card in the deck, the big letter "A" on one side, and a cartoon apple on the other. "do you know what sound this makes, baby?" he asked encouragingly. you thought hard, before looking up at bucky with hopeful eyes and babbling. "ah ah ah!" "good job! a is for angel, and you're my angel!" bucky cheered, kissing you on the nose before picking up the next card. "do you know what sound this letter makes?" your eyes lit up at the familiar letter, the start of one of your favorite words. "ba! ba! ba! baba!!!" you clapped "that's right! b is for baby!!" you shook your head. "baba!" "okay honey, b is for baba too."

you're invited to my tea party!

#sugar reads #i wubs !!

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teethers!!!

#NEEDS NEEDS NEEDS !!! #so bads 😭😭😭 #little sugar

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AHH MY HEAWTS I WUBS COCO CHUR DA BESTESTS 🥺🫶🏽💗😭

hihi coco !! was wonderings ifs you could do stucky with anxious reader, maybe they going outs n she feeling funnys? thankies i lubs you !! 🫶🏽💗

yayyy hihi i hope you love it sugar!! ❤️ 116 words

you squeezed steve's hand and he squeezed back, firm but not too tight; he would never hurt you. he knew how you felt, sensing the shifts in your energy that he was so deeply in tune to. bucky felt it too, and on a deeper level, knowing exactly what it was like to fear everything around you. he crouched in front of you, looking you in the eyes even though you kept your gaze down. "we can go home if its too much, baby." bucky placed a hand on your chin as steve knelt down to match your height as well. you shook your head. "its okay, i can do it." "i know you can, babydoll"

you're invited to my tea party!

#sugar reads #bucky understandin ☹️