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babyhatesreality · 11 months

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Does Whatever A Spider Can

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader

Summary: You’ve spent the day with Peter. And picked up some new habits...

A/N: So I have like 9 WIPs and I swear I will get to them but this woke me up at 4 am and I can’t let it go sooooooooo :D

Warnings: DD-LG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, language, reader is a bit of a daredevil, grumpy totally not jealous Daddy, threat of punishment, fluffity fluff fluff fluff.

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Bucky knew it was a mistake before they even dropped you off.

Fury had a mission for him, Steve, and Natasha- one that required both diplomacy and stealth, hence all three of them being called up. It was to be a quick one, so Steve asked Pepper if you could hang out with her and Peter for the day. You were so excited- you had been missing hanging out with your bestie one-on-one and this was the perfect opportunity. You begged Daddy to let you wear your favorite shortalls with your favorite pink shirt, as this was a special occasion. He of course obliged you, but something didn’t hit him right at that- you never wanted to dress up for anything that wasn’t Halloween.

You were so excited when you got to Tony’s apartment that you barely remembered to say goodbye to your daddies after hurtling yourself at Peter, who caught you in a huge hug. Bucky had to holler goodbye loudly to get you to realize that they were leaving, at which point you detached yourself from your bestie. You ran back to the both of them, giving them big, hard hugs and a sloppy kiss on the cheek. You giggled and raced away with Peter, ready to begin your adventure.

Bucky was a bit nonplussed at your behavior, but Steve was chuckling. “Looks like the two of them are going to be nice and worn out by the end of the day,” he grinned at Pepper. She laughed once, low.

“Hopefully, there’s enough caffeine in this apartment for me to keep up with them,” she joked back. “You all be careful, see you tonight.”

The mission went perfectly well, exactly as they’d all hoped. But Bucky couldn’t keep his mind off you. He felt a confusing stab of jealousy remembering your eagerness to spend the day with Peter, but he shut that down immediately. That was ridiculous. He wasn’t jealous. You were HIS baby, you...just were excited, that’s all. You’d be just as excited to see him when he came back. Right?

And you were. Just not the way he expected.

They picked you up (literally- Bucky couldn’t stand to not possessively have you in his arms after the entire day) from the Starks. Pepper was happy to report that you’d been an angel all day- you and Peter had come to the table the first time she’d called, eaten your lunches, went down for naps without complaints. Outside of that, the two of you had been in Peter’s playroom all day, giggling and playing and having a grand time. Steve and Bucky thanked Pepper profusely, and after you all said goodbye, headed home.

Steve rubbed your back and kissed your cheek. “I’m so proud of you for being such a good girl today, angel,” he said, grinning from ear to ear.

You wiggled in pleasure. “Me and Petey had so much fun today, Papa! We did ALL the things!”

“Yeah? What did you do?”

“ALL the things!”

Steve laughed at your joy, and Bucky bounced you a bit, feeling better having you so near. You turned your attention to him. “Daddy, Petey showed me how he sticks to da walls!!”

“He did, did he?” Bucky said, a red flag suddenly popping up in his brain. You hadn’t earned your nickname ‘Trouble’ for no reason...

“Yeah, he’s sooooo good at it. Imma learn to stick to walls too!”

“Yeah, not gonna happen, Trouble. I ain’t letting you within ten feet of some souped-up science spider.”

“I don’t wanna do it like THAT! Silly Daddy.”

“Then how exactly are you planning on sticking to the walls?”

“I gonna ask Unca Tony to make me something to stick to walls!”

“No, you’re not,” Bucky said, suddenly grumpy. He gave Steve an annoyed look when Steve failed to hide a small snort of laughter. Steve immediately tried to smooth his face out, but he couldn’t quite get one corner of his mouth to turn down. He looked back at you with his best Daddy Eye. “You could get hurt, and you know that’s against the rules.”

“But Petey doesn’t get hurt! And I watcheded him fall lots today. You hafta fall on the SOFT things so you don’t get hurt,” you explained patiently, thinking that Daddy just simply didn’t understand how it all worked. You were more than happy to educate him.

Bucky just sighed. Hopefully, once they got you home and got you distracted by your own toys and maybe a bribe or two that you’d drop it.

Silly Daddy.

The second you entered the apartment, they got your shoes off you and your feet hit the floor. You raced into the living room, eager to show them what you learned. Steve didn’t even have time to remind you to not run before you reached your destination. You clambered up onto the big sectional sofa, standing on the cushions. “See?? Watch what I can do!”

“Hey! Get down, right now,” Bucky scolded loudly, but you’d already begun your descent. You flung your body into the soft cushions, giggling madly. You popped your head up, grinning wildly.

“See? I fall on the SOFT things!” you said triumphantly. You scrambled up and flung yourself down again, laughing like crazy. Suddenly, you felt yourself swooped up into a pair of strong arms.

“I’m very glad that you learned to fall on soft thing, kitten,” Papa said, nuzzling your nose with his and smiling. “But this is starting to look like when you ran into the sliding glass door. Remember that?”

You blinked up at him innocently. “But Papa, dat was HARD. Dis is SOFT.”

“And you can sometimes get hurt on the soft things, too. You don’t want to get hurt again, do you? We don’t do dangerous things, right?”

“Right, Papa!” you said, eager to please. But you had to add, “But dis doesn’t hurt?” You were confused as to why this was maybe dangerous.

“Tell you what- we can make a pillow pile later and fall into that together. That way, Daddy and Papa can make sure you don’t get hurt and we can all play together. Does that sound good?”

“Yeah! Is good!!”

“Okay then. So no more falling into the couch cushions right now. Got it?”

“Got it, Papa!”

“Good girl. I’m going to go shower, why don’t you tell Daddy about the rest of your time with Peter today?” Steve said, failing to hide his grin at the increasingly grumpy look on Bucky’s face as he watched the two of you. He knew Bucky would rather keep you from flinging yourself around altogether, but the odds of you not doing that were now slim to none. At least this way, they had a measure of control over it. Steve pecked Bucky on the mouth cheekily as he passed you to him and got a grunt in return. He laughed as he made his way to the shower.

Bucky sat down on the sofa to cuddle you into his lap. You stayed for exactly three seconds before wiggling away and standing up on the couch again. “Hey! What did Papa just say?” he scolded again, hands darting out to hold you in place.

“He said no falling,” you replied innocently. “I not gonna fall, Daddy.”

“You might if you stand on the couch cushions. Don’t do it again.”

“But-”

“I said no. No climbing, no falling, no...flinging. Got it?”

“But what about da pillows later?”

“That’s later. Right now, just...don’t. No climbing. None.”

“You no fun,” you pouted, plopping down on your bottom, adorable consternation on your face. Before Bucky could figure out a way to prove that he was fun- he was Sergeant Daddy, after all- his phone rang. Out of pure annoyance, he stood up and answered it. “What?” he snarled into it, turning his back to you so you wouldn’t get upset at his tone.

You took this opportunity to crawl up onto the top of the sofa, like you’d watched Petey do to the walls today, just because you simply could not sit still. You crawled along the area that was against the wall and turned the corner to the part that was separating the living room from the dining room, moving stealthily like a superhero. You felt so awesome and it was so much fun! Until your left hand slipped.

You let out a squeak of surprise as you fell, bracing yourself for the impact. But it never came.

A silver hand shot out over the back of the couch, snatching the back straps of your shortalls when you were a mere two inches above the ground. You felt yourself being lifted up, up, up, until you were nose to nose with a very displeased looking Daddy. You smiled at him and waved happily.

“I’m going to have to call you back,” he growled into the phone, then tossed it on the couch. He kept you dangling in the air with the stern look on his face. “What did I just tell you not thirty seconds ago?” he said, his tone indicating that he was not to be messed with right now. That sobered you up in an instant.

“No climbing on the sofa,” you replied meekly from your mid-air position.

“So you wanna give me a reason why you deliberately disobeyed me the moment my back was turned?”

“I didn’t, Daddy!”

“Excuse me?!”

“I didn’t climb on the sofa!”

“Oh really? Now you’re gonna try to lie about it?”

“No! Not lying! I didn’t climb on it. I crawled on it.” You smiled sweetly at him, tilting your head in that adorable way that he couldn’t resist.

Bucky’s face morphed from furious to resigned in an instant. You were well and truly nicknamed. “Trouble,” he said wearily, still holding you aloft. “How about you just TELL me what you and Peter did today? If you keep trying to demonstrate it, you’re gonna give me heart failure.”

“Okay, Daddy! Can I sit in your lap and tell you all the things?”

Bucky took comfort in that, trying to hold onto the fact that you wanted to be close to him and tell him everything instead of the ridiculous jealousy that was trying to worm its way in every time you mentioned that little shit Peter’s name. He plopped you down on his lap and cuddled you as you excitedly shared your adventures with him.

Meanwhile, Steve had stuffed a washcloth in his mouth while in the shower to keep Bucky from hearing him laugh. His grumpy, grumpy love.

#daddy stucky #daddy!Stucky #daddy stucky x little reader #daddy!stucky x little reader #daddy bucky #daddy!bucky #daddy bucky x little reader #daddy!bucky x little!reader #Daddy Steve #daddy steve rogers #daddy!Steve #daddy!steve rogers #daddy steve x little reader #daddy steve rogers x little reader #daddy!steve rogers x little #daddy!steve x little!reader

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musette22 · 1 year

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For the nonnie who asked: here are some of my all time favourite lengthy Stucky fics (30-200k, mostly multi chapter):

Not Easily Conquered by dropdeaddream, WhatAreFears

This, You Protect by owlet

Home Is Wherever I'm With You by cydonic

Lucky Seven by BetteNoire

Political Animals by @spacerenegades, Deisderium

Wishes and Words by wearing_tearing

A Company Man by @whtaft

Push It Real Good by spoffyumi

The Size of Perfection by @phoenike

Like Real People Do by 2bestfriends

Easy Work For Easy Pay by AustinB

Prince Charming by Brenda

What's in a Name? by levi_cas_tho, maichan

Critical Feline Mass by Kryptaria, zooeyscigar

Ipseity by SkyisGray

Circling Back by chaya

Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down) by spitandvinegar

The Necrofloranomicon by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen)

with all my skin and bone by unicornpoe

He's All That by @spacerenegades

Monoclonius by Zenaidamacrouras1

oh meet me, my darling, where the sun sets over the barley by charlesdk @trancowboy

Coming Home by charlesdk @trancowboy

The Settler by charlesdk @trancowboy

Waking Up Slow by odetteandodile

Family Placement by notlucy

I Held You in Gloved Hands (And I’m Not Letting Go) by @voylitscope

then a small thing happened by BeaArthurPendragon

North Fork by BeaArthurPendragon

Itsy Bitsy Yoga by wearing_tearing

All Those Little Pieces by Ellessey

Bucky Barnes Gets His Groove Back & Other International Incidents @silentwalrus1

Scents and Sensibility: The Working Assassin's Guide to Supersoldier Seduction by galwednesday, silentwalrus, skellerbvvt

Coming Home For Christmas by Chiyume

Chase the Lightning From the Sky by SilverSlashes

These next ones I haven't had a chance to read yet, but I love these authors' other fics so I'm sure these are brilliant too!

lane lines by @sparkagrace

Till It Bleeds Daylight by @cable-knit-sweater

Backhoe by @zenaidamacrouras1

hey now, you're an all star (get your game on, go play) (WIP) by @buckyismybicycle

I was alone, I took a ride (I didn't know what I would find there) by @otp-holic

Till there were no more wolves in the West by @dharmasharks

better to speak or die (WIP) by @between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place

Atoms by @andrea1717

I'm sure I'm forgetting some brilliant ones, so feel free to add to this! Also, please check out these authors' other works too, they're all brilliant <3

#in no particular order except for the first two lol #stucky #steve rogers x bucky barnes #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stevebucky #fic recs #I tried putting half of this under the cut but tumblr is being so difficult today for some reason #so sorry #long post

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sparkagrace · 5 months

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Hello! I can't quite believe we're close to the end of the year. This month has been so hectic that I didn't even realize I'd only read 15 fics. With that in mind, I thought I'd just throw them all up here!

november

208,758 words read over 15 fics (average of 13,917 per fic, not including wips) 📉 21% from October.

Current total for the year: 2,770,640 words

fic recs

Remote Access by @kalee60 stucky | E | 57.5k

No Retreat, Baby, No Surrender by itsnotbleak stucky | T | 38.7k

The Curious Incident of the Cat in the Tower by @between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place stucky | G | 4.6k

No Glory in Love by @dreamsinthewitchouse stucky | M | 1.2k

Crack My Back Like A Glowstick by @moodymelanist stucky | T | 1k

all the shadows almost killed your light by @buckyismybicycle bucky x wanda | T | 1.6k

Do What You Did by bentrumors stucky | E | 1k

you're a crisis of my faith by @bvckyysarm stucky | E | 75.4k

But Slowly, Because You Know Me by @voylitscope stucky | E | 5.1k

don't want you, just your attention by @buckyismybicycle shrinky | E | 5k

A Simple Comfort by @cable-knit-sweater shrinky | T | 6.7k

non-mcu recs

Caged Bird by pinkishtea SnowBaird (TBoSaS) | E | 3k

A Shrike to Your Sharp and Glorious Thorn by anonymous SnowBaird (TBoSaS) | E | 4.5k

Only so far to fall by @dreamsinthewitchouse RWRB RPF | M | 1.3k

Luck is a lost key by @dreamsinthewitchouse RWRB RPF | M | 1.4k

#monthly fic recap #fic list #fic rec #steve x bucky #firstprince #snowbaird

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ronearoundblindly · 3 months

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Hi Ro! I have this idea eating a hole in my brain since it manifested. I feel like we see a lot of mafia! Steve and Bucky where the reader is one of their gf and the other is her bodyguard or something else of the sort (which I love) BUT…

Could you imagine a badass bodyguard reader? Like, she works to protect one of them and they don’t even sexualize her, but after seeing how well they work together and how dedicated and hard-working she is, they just hopelessly fall in love? Which launches mutual pining, but also both of them thinking it’s unrequited and her still just girlbossing away. Until some inciting inciting incident (TBD) which makes them super close to realize how they feel and then both of them needing a new bodyguard because now she’s the gf of a mafia boss.

I’d try and write it but I don’t have anywhere near as much talent as you and wouldn’t do it justice. Also, sorry if this adds to your 92747739 other WIPs

Alright. Full disclosure: I am not even remotely a fan of the mafia!fic, or mob!fic, or really any of the tropes that take a fundamental piece of a character out of the equation. To me, doing the right thing and using personal harm as a last resort are inextricable from Steve's personality--and is what we love about him.

[To be clear, I am not throwing shade on y'alls writing or reading preferences! Just telling you my take on it. You do you 😘]

His character lends itself to being a CEO, like in the It Had To Be You series, a military commander, or even president.

In that regard, I wonder if it would fall into the same vein of story to have Steve be running for some sort of 'office' but in a kind of dystopian country as the non-corrupt candidate who is in danger due to political/military pressures between opponents?

Say...maybe John Walker could be the smooth-talking but selfish alt runner? Bucky and Steve and Walker used to serve in the armed forces under an equally corrupt dictator figure...say, Ross, perhaps? Then Steve broke away--like the Nomad persona--until he emerged to run against Walker with a faction of the military's support.

So you're hired as part of Bucky's security team first, but since Bucky is with Steve so much, you're very recognizable to Steve. There could be a minor attack at a public event where you throw yourself in front of Bucky (who threw himself in front of Steve), and the real surprise to them is that you want to return without hesitation once recovered.

After a completely professional, stone-faced few months, Steve wins the election.

The night's celebrations go on till the wee hours; you keep a keen eye on your charges even though it's the first time either has seen you in a formal gown instead of a plain suit. When the results are actually announced on the TV, Steve is struck by seeing you smile and get emotional for the first time. It warms his heart to see you proud of him. It's a relief to know you don't just stick around as an employee. You actually believe in him and what he's doing.

fucking swoon

I'm not sure whether I'd write this as Stucky x reader or Steve with reader and Bucky as a friend, honestly, but I feel like after Steve (and maybe Bucky) turn in at their hotel room after all that partying, you're the guard at the door.

Steve debates inviting you inside because he's so curious to know more about you personally.

He opens the door, but you're not there. Sam Wilson is. He took over the shift so you could get out of your heels.

Steve makes up some shitty excuse to need your room number, fusses over going to talk to you alone, maybe says Bucky will come with him as protection instead (since at very least Buck is sus of Steve's interest).

You answer the door sans jewelry and shoes but with the dress still on. He can come in if he helps with the zipper and buttons down the back. For such big hands, his fingers are nimble as they work the delicate fastenings.

ope, swooned again

And then...ya know...this is all very tempting since the night has been charged with adrenaline and hope, so...yeah...

Steve goes in for a kiss and more.

🥴

Idk. Probably. Something like that. Is that close enough to mob/mafia? Not my wheelhouse so this is likely the best I can do...

Can y'all help me? You want stucky or just stevie?? Promise that the politics is more of a background thing, but it's the only scenario I could work with in their canon dynamic/personalities.

#ro answers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine

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greenbergwrites · 5 months

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hi!! idk if you’ve answered an ask about this (or if you have any interest in continuing this verse, which is totally ok if you don’t!) but I always wondered what you had planned for those 2-3 extra parts you mentioned in the blood in my veins. it’s one of my favorite stucky fics so anything and everything you’re willing to share about it would make my day 🫶🏽

ah, my first foray into stucky <3 I really loved that 'verse, I can't believe I never finished it

The TL;DR version is that Part Two was going to be them during the war and Part Three was going to be modern day where they reunite once and for all. I had 2500 words written for the modern day part, and I can share it if you're interested, but here is an interlude that I wrote about them from the Commandos' point of view but never finished yes this has been sitting in my WIP folder for almost a decade

(There was supposed to be more between everything else and those last two lines. I always knew those lines would end this part.)

~~~

Here’s what the Commandos know about Rogers and Barnes:

Don’t try to come between them and you’ll be alright.

---

The facts are this:

The war tried to come between them when it drafted Barnes, so Rogers decided he was going to enlist. The Army tried next when they wouldn’t let him, so he signed up for Project Rebirth.

Colonel Phillips tried when he wouldn’t send Rogers to the front lines and then he tried again when Barnes was captured and the Colonel didn’t plan on sending a rescue team.

It’s around that time that people start getting wise to the idea that trying to keep them apart is pretty embarrassing for everyone involved. The crazy bastards are going to stay together no matter what. They’re gonna follow each other anywhere - everywhere - and it’s just easier if you let ‘em.

So, Rogers rescues Barnes and then the Army gives them their own team. Officially, it’s Captain America’s team but none of the Commandos are stupid. They know exactly how the hierarchy in the team works and rank has exactly fuck all to do with it.

---

Dugan saw Barnes’ tattoo pretty early on. The damn thing was like his good luck charm. He wasn’t shy about staring at it or running his fingers over it. Hell, he even kissed it before one fight. Dugan ribbed Barnes good about it, but he only received a sharp grin in response. Barnes never rose to the bait and Dugan was never trusted with the name of the dame to which the initials SR belonged.

After Azzano, he doesn’t really think to connect the dots. Not until Rogers catches a knife to the shoulder in their second mission.

Now that’s a story all its own but the long and short of it is this: they capture an enemy combatant. The plan is to take him back to base for interrogation but the sonuvabitch gets loose, manages to get some sort of shiv in the good Captain before he’s subdued.

Rogers, blood soaking his uniform, just looks at the poor bastard and says, calm as anything, “you shouldn’t have done that.”

No sooner are the words out of his mouth, there’s a bullet in the prisoner’s skull. Rogers is the only one that doesn’t jump, the only one that isn’t goddamn floored by it. Barnes appears out of thin air, holstering his side-arm calmly. His face isn’t calm, though. It’s a dark thing, that look in his eyes. Near black with rage.

He strides purposefully toward Steve, settling proprietary hands on him as soon as he’s close enough. He pats Steve down for any other injuries as the others look on in frozen shock.

No one had even known Barnes was there.

“You okay?” Barnes asks, and Rogers nods, a funny little smile twisting his mouth.

He looks at Barnes like he hung the fuckin’ moon and Barnes is looking back like he’ll burn the world down around them if he thinks it’ll heal Rogers any faster.

It’s Dugan, Morita, and Falsworth that see the whole thing go down. It’s the three of them that find themselves on the receiving end of Barnes’ glare when he says, “Get Jones, now.”

Morita’s the first to move but he does it slowly, like any wrong move will get him a bullet, too. Dugan and Falsworth follow, helpless, when Barnes starts herding their Captain towards shelter. There’s a kind of morbid fascination to see how this turns out.

“Get to the tent,” Barnes says. “We need to get this off’a you.”

Rogers moves but reluctantly, rolling his eyes. “C’mon, Buck --”

“Shut up, Rogers, don’t give me any of that super soldier bullshit. Get in the fucking tent.”

Rogers does and then Barnes starts undressing him. He touches the Captain like he owns him, not bothering to ask about this or that before he just does it and Rogers, well. Rogers lets him. It’s completely at odds with what they know about the man.

“You shouldn’t have shot him in the head,” Rogers says but he doesn’t sound angry. He sounds almost amused.

Barnes pauses to give him an incredulous look. “He fuckin’ stabbed you, Steve. What did you want me to do?”

“Try a kneecap next time.”

Next time.

Jesus, Dugan thinks. Rogers expects this to happen again.

Barnes grunts, assenting, as he carefully peels the uniform off the Captain’s injured shoulder and then shoves it down around his waist. Blood trickles down Rogers’ bare chest and Barnes uses the cleanest rag they currently have to wipe it away. He doesn’t leave Rogers alone until the rest of the team arrives–Morita dragging Jones, Dernier taking up the rear–and then he moves to stand behind Rogers, a hand on his uninjured shoulder.

“He got stabbed,” Barnes says, short and angry. “Shoulder. Fix it.”

Jones blinks, surprised by the venomous tone, but nods and goes to work. There is a careful wariness in his movements as he goes to touch Steve, the barest of glances toward Bucky that ask for permission to touch and Barnes knows it because he nods his approval. Morita must have given them the quick and dirty of what happened.

As the wound is tended, Barnes’ fingers dig into Steve’s flesh and Steve reaches a hand up to soothe him.

That’s when they see it. It’s there and gone in a flash, a blink and you miss it twist of Steve’s wrist that gives them the show, but none of them actually miss it.

They glance at each other to make sure–Jones tilts his head to Dernier for just a second, Dernier to Morita and Morita to Dugan, Dugan to Falsworth–and then just as quickly, they all glance away.

JB, the tattoo on his wrists says--a mirror to Barnes’ own.

Well. At least Dugan knows who SR is now.

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They bury the body in an unmarked grave and when they get back to camp, no one mentions the soldier they captured. It’s as if there never was one.

Barnes never does it again but he comes close enough that Dugan knows if it hadn’t been for Steve’s words, there’d be a lot more dead bodies left in their wake.

---

There’s a shadow over Barnes and there always has been. Dugan saw it the first time they met; past the pretty boy face and the charming smiles, darkness lurks. It didn’t matter much back in the beginning and it doesn’t matter much now.

Shadow or not, Barnes is a likable guy. He’s a good shot and a good soldier, tells good stories by the campfires, and he’s loyal to boot. Not just to Captain Rogers, either. He’s been loyal to his men since day one and he’ll do anything he can to see them through to the other side of whatever shit the Army puts them in.

That doesn’t change when Rogers comes along but there is a noticeable shift in priority. Barnes will always protect Rogers first and nothing anyone says is gonna change that. Dugan thanks his lucky stars every goddamn day that Rogers is a man who can take care of himself, otherwise the rest of ‘em might be fucked all to hell.

---

Nobody is surprised when Steve crashes the plane. They’re just surprised he lasted as long as he did.

#moodymelanist #greenberg replies #the blood in my veins #my fic #wips that i never finished

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lunarbuck · 2 years

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babyhatesreality · 7 months

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What if only ONE cookie is left (no others are in the house) who would she share the cookie with?

With her daddy’s? Or even others? 🥺🍪

What do you think?✨

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA Okay so I should be going in order and writing my other WIPs but....this is just too funny in my mind and this whole thing burst to life the second I read this prompt. @laurellaa i freaking adore you.

But I NEED it

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader featuring Bucky

Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, language, pouty baby, stern daddies, fluffity fluff fluff fluff.

"DADDY!"

Bucky's head jerked around at the sound of your call. He knew you well enough to know that you just wanted his attention. You weren't in any danger. He put his book down and trotted to the kitchen to find you standing on your little step stool behind the kitchen island, looking at him expectantly, while keeping one hand behind your back.

"Hey munchkin," he greeted you with a smile. "What's up?"

"I need to borrow your knife, please."

Well. He didn't see that coming. "First off, no. Second off-"

"But I need it!"

"Absolutely not. Little girls don't play with knives."

"I not gonna play with it."

"Then what do you think you need it for?"

"Dis," you said simply, bringing your hand from around your back. On your palm lay a lone chocolate chip cookie. The look on your face gave Bucky absolutely no indication as to...anything that you might be thinking.

"That's a cookie, kiddo, you don't need a knife. Just eat it."

"No, I can't!"

"That's a first. Why not?"

"Because I wanna share it with you and Papa!"

"Aw, that's very sweet, baby. Is that your cookie from lunch?"

"Yes."

"Then you can eat the whole thing by yourself. I already told you that's okay, baby."

"But it's da last cookie before we make more and I wanna share it!" you said, stomping your foot. Bucky really tried to hold back his chuckle- your adorable consternation at wanting to share combined with the foot stomp was too cute. But even as he snickered- just the tiniest bit- he knew he needed to nip this in the bud.

"No stomping your feet, baby," he scolded gently, knowing that you were truly coming from a good place. "You know better. Use your words and tell me what's wrong, please."

You felt your face warm a bit at the mild scolding. You took a deep breath like Papa taught you when you were mad and blew it out slowly. Bucky smiled, so proud of you. When you felt better, you looked back up at him.

"I wanna share my cookie please. Is important to me. Please?"

Bucky's grin nearly cracked his face in two. "You are the sweetest sugar in the whole wide world, doll, you know that?" he said, coming around to your side of the island and picking you up, giving you a big kiss on the cheek. "Okay. We can share the cookie if you really want to."

"Tank you Daddy! Knife please!"

Not this again. "Baby, you don't need a knife to share. We can just break it apart."

You looked absolutely horrified. "NO! What if it doesn't break right? And da parts is all wrong?! We NEED a knife to make it da same, okay? So can I have your knife, PLEASE?"

"Puppy, you are way too little to be playing with knives. I told you this already."

"I not playing!"

"Okay, fair, but you're too little to even touch them. It's not gonna happen, kiddo."

"But....but...." Your eyes filled with tears. And Bucky couldn't handle that.

"Okay, hang on," he said abruptly. "What if....what if I cut it for you? Would that be okay?"

Your tear-filled eyes suddenly turned pensive. You twisted your lips to the side as you thought hard about his proposal. "But I wanna help please," you said tentatively.

"You can supervise."

"What's dat?"

"Means you can tell me what to do, but you don't actually do the work yourself."

"Oh, like you say Unca Tony does!"

"Exactly. Sound good?"

"Does I gotta wear a Iron Man helmet?"

"Not unless you want to."

"Can I has my shield?!!"

"Sure."

"OTAY!!" you squealed in delight, then hopped down off the step stool and raced away to your playroom. You brought back the mini Captain America shield that Tony had made for you last Christmas and held it in front of you bravely. "Otay, NOW you can use your knife for the cookie please."

Bucky decided that he should probably use a kitchen knife instead of one of his combat ones, so he quickly pulled a knife from the butcher block that they kept far out of your reach. "I think we're going to need a cutting board, baby..."

"I can do it!!" you shrieked in joy. You liked the idea of being supervisor but you liked helping way better. Before Bucky could stop you, you yanked open the kitchen cupboard door to the cabinet where the cutting boards were. You reached in and pulled out the big green one too quickly, causing the other cutting boards and two sheet pans to come flying out in the process, making a terrific crash on the kitchen floor.

It was at this moment that Steve opened the front door, just in time to hear the chaos. Fighting his natural urge to jump headfirst into the battle zone, he listened for a second to make sure that Bucky was with you at the scene of the crime. When he heard his husband laugh, he sighed with a grin and began to take his shoes off.

Back in the kitchen, Bucky stepped aside as you heaved the green cutting board onto the counter with glee. "Nice job, munchkin," he praised, making you wiggle your butt joyfully. "You wanna clean up the other boards and pans?"

"We gotta do dis first, Daddy!"

"What's the magic word?"

"Please!!"

"Good job. Here we go."

Bucky carefully cut the cookie into three equal wedges, making sure to subtly angle his body so you could see but couldn't reach the knife in your raging curiosity. "There we go, all done!" he proclaimed, handing you a cookie wedge. You squealed and jumped for joy, cheering.

"Good job, Daddy! When's Papa home?"

"Right now," Steve said, coming around the corner to your sheer delight. You bunny hopped over to him and flung yourself into his arms.

"Papa, Daddy did a good job cuttin' da cookie and now we can SHARE!" you shrieked, beyond happy. Steve grinned at Bucky, who handed him a cookie wedge.

"Cheers," Bucky said with a grin, tapping his own wedge with yours and Steve's. As all three of you chowed down, Bucky turned behind your back and spun the knife mid-air before dropping it innocently into the sink. Steve's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline as Bucky chuckled cheekily at him. Steve just rolled his eyes and set you down.

"Well, now that that's over, how about you clean up the other cutting boards that you dragged out, baby?"

You shook your head. "Imma supervisor, Papa. I don't do da work," you proclaimed smugly, before skipping off to your playroom. The howls of laughter behind you made you giggle.

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frostbitebakery · 7 months

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@cbiwankenobi

I only got this ask as an email notif. It’s not in my activity feed or tumblr inbox 🔪 Wtf is wrong now, tumblr?? Anyway.

Thank you so much 💜💜💜 Ahhh stucky to codywan seems to be a water slide with a loop XD But hey, I’m really easy when it comes to OTPs. As long as they have their heart in the right place, are tender, snarky, include at least one (1) genetically enhanced soldier who’s forced to kill their love via trigger words spoken by the real bad guy—

Just, the usual, really.

I’m all blushing you remember my stucky fics. 🥰 it’s been so long!

Do not worry! My WIP list is full to bursting and I feel like I get two more ideas whenever I start a new WIP. They’re just so hngah

#frost replies

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sparkagrace · 2 months

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It's a leap year! I've read some incredible fics this year and kind of ignored all my problems and just drowned myself in words instead (hello floor!) I also have so many lined up for next month that I'm super excited to get stuck into!

february

483,807 words read over 31 fics (average of 15,607 words per fic, not including wips) 📈 up 175% from January

current total for the year: 659,492 words

a handful of fic recs

why are we always stuck and running (from the bullets, the bullets) by inevitablemeow (@thisispaladinbehavior) stucky | E | 10k

Latte Art and Slow Dancing in the Dark by deadonarrival stucky | E | 89.5k

Walgreens Wooing by @cable-knit-sweater shrunkyclunks | T | 2k

As Cold As Ice by @kalee60 stucky | E | 27k

A Hard Case of You by @chiyume stucky | E | 21k

He calls me the devil, I make him wanna sin by @cable-knit-sweater stucky | E | 4k

Networking by Smoll4 stucky | E | 11k

Proprietary Information by @notlucy stucky | E | 85k

series recs

A Year in the Life by @xoxobuckybarnes stucky | 2 fics | 11k

Additional Information by @notlucy stucky | 8 fics | 165k

currently streaming wips started this month

And We're on Our Own in the Afterglow by @voylitscope stucky | E | 1/5

Pulling An All-Nighter by Smoll4 stucky | E | 2/?

wips finished this month

twelve twenty-five by @burnin-brighter stucky | E | 43k

be kind, rewind older fics or re-reads

come on, just do it (do it til it feels alright) by @kickflaw stucky | E | 6k

A Helping Hand by @stuckytoyoulikeglue stucky | E | 39k

two strangers in the bright lights by Claudia_flies stucky | E | 7k

Drive It Like You Stole It: A Bodyswap by @aggressivewhenstartled stucky | E | 28k

#monthly fic recap #fic list #fic rec #steve x bucky #fanfic #queued

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aidaronan · 5 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @wynnyfryd and @stevethehairington. Thank!!! 1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 131 (Jesus Christ)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,069,649

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently I write primarily Stranger Things with the occasion OFMD but I have written for Marvel (Stucky, Sambucky, Danbeau, gen), The Old Guard, and The Walking Dead. I tend to hyperfixate on a ship/fandom for a few years and then mostly move on when for whatever reason I no longer have interest.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Steddie completely overtook all my top fics, which is pretty wild. The top five are: The Prettiest Boy in Hawkins, Indiana Anywhere, Anytime Critical Hit It's Not a Big Deal I'd Burn the Castle for You

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Sometimes. I very much like to interact with fandom and fandom people. That's kind of the whole point. But I'm ultimately a person with a lot going on and treating comments like they're transactional (aka always owed a response) makes responding to comments feel like a job which is exhausting for me personally.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I mean, as much as I generally like a hopeful ending, there's a fair few. I mean, I was in The Walking Dead fandom where anyone can die so... lol But a recentish one I can remember is one I don't talk about much or promote really bc I don't like to think about it all that often. It's just Steve sneaking back into the Upside Down to bury Eddie. Nothing else, just closure. I wrote it when I was processing some feelings about losing my grandma's cat in a pretty traumatic way. I bottle fed him as a baby and always considered him kind of my cat too. Because of how and when it all happened, I had to take charge and bury him all alone, so I sort of used Steve to get some of it out.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Lol I tend to do Happy Endings so... God, hard to pick. I like the way I'd Burn the Castle for You ends because it's happy but it feels really grounded at the same time which I think makes it happier because it feels like they could actually have it. But when I think of the happiest, I might have to go back to Stucky and We didn't need this to love each other, but I'm glad we get to do it anyway which is a fic where Steve and Bucky never went to war, find a way to live a whole life together despite how hard it was to do so, and then get married when it's finally legal in NY. (Yes, I will keep using the characters getting married when it's finally legal trope because 1. I'm actually a sap, and 2. It's a good reminder that it's recent and hard-won.)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Sometimes, not in a while

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Well. Hahahhahaha It can be anything from tender lovemaking to hardcore to hardcore with monsters and any mix or combo of those.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Crossovers in the sense of characters from different fandoms interacting? Not in a very long time, I don't think?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Stolen where they attempt to pass it off as theirs, I don't think so. I have, however, had quite a few rude little fuckers repost it on Wattpad lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! A few of my Stucky fics were translated into Russian.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No because I'm terrible at asking for people to work on stuff with me lol I am trying to get better at not thinking I'm annoying everyone all the time and actually talk about collabs and things. @sparklyslug and I are maybe going to do something if we can stop signing up for bangs lmao

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I can't answer this because the answer is always going to change based on whatever I'm into at the time lol

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I can't point to any specific one because I genuinely don't know which ones I will and won't finish. BUT I do know there's never any conceivable way I'll finish all of my WIPs because just for Stranger Things, I have like 59. Maybe I'll say the Paramedic fic because I sort of lost the will to work on it after I took it down. It didn't really feel like there was any interest.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue. And fucknasty porn if we're being honest.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I sometimes feel like I really struggle writing any interpersonal relationships because I'm pretty bad at them irl. I know ADHD bleeds into my work and in every single character I write even if they don't intentionally have ADHD traits because I'll never ever actually understand the world from any other perspective. I also have to resist overexplaining shit even in my writing. I'm also bad at actually, you know, starting the task of writing sometimes lmaooo Plus just, like, me and my insecurities. Which is more of a personal weakness but it def affects how I interact with some of my own work/responses to it sometimes. Also see above and hate asking for "help" and being a "bother" and the fact that only like a few of my stories are beta'd lol

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't do it very often, esp in Steddie. But I've done it in the past (I mean, Bucky Barnes, so...) It's like anything else in writing. You do it when you have a reason to do it and you consider the why of it and how different readers might interact with it and how you WANT them to interact with it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

MCR and The Used bandfic back on motherfucking Quizilla

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? Not to flex with the fact that I have 131 works on ao3 and that I've been writing on there for over 10 years, but there are so many things I love and love still--or even things I don't love still and would do a completely different way but love the memory of, or even just the accomplishment represented by that thing--that it'd be impossible to pick just one. But I'll talk about a few that come to mind - Fave Steddie is still Cut and Changed and Rearranged and my baby bisexual Steve learning he is loved

I love the work and historical research I put into The Second Labor, my alt version of the first Captain America movie where Steve joins the war effort in a different way.

And I also love my Cyberpunk Stucky, Empires Fall, but Not Us and think of it fondly.

Anyway thanks again for the tags Wynn and Mack 🥰! This was a nice little reflection moment lol Tagging @sparklyslug @greatunironic @banannabethchase @vecnuthy @starryeyedjanai

#fanfic #tagged games

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