#caregiver!steve rogers

[jjtheresidentbaby]

hiii omg congratulations on 800 followers, you deserve it!!!

i was wonderin for the event, can i request caregiver!Steve Rogers and little!reader with the prompt “… can i hug you now?”

have a great day/night!! ♡♡

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ can I hug you now? ⋆ﾟ⊹ ➢ event masterlist

|| steve rogers x reader

warnings: mentions of tantrums/arguing, timeout, pet names

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It’s been almost twenty minutes since you and Steve argued, or, since you were sent to time out and threw a tiny fit about not wanting to go. You don’t do it often as you don’t get sent to timeout often, but you woke Bucky up, again, so Steve knew he had to be firm with his punishment.

Rogers has never been great at the discipline side of taking care of you, he always feels like he takes it too far. It’s how he’s feeling now as he paces the towers living room waiting for that timer to buzz and let you both know the ten minutes of timeout is over. It’s been the longest ten minutes of his life.

Not three seconds go by before Steve’s clicking the timer off after it buzzes, head snapping to watch as you stand from the empty couch. Steve has always thought sitting in the corner felt too mean, he opts for the couch or your bed.

“….Can I hug you know?” There’s always that underlying bit of tension left after an argument and while he’d let you refuse his affection no matter what, Steve tries his best to avoid the tension lasting for too long. And thankfully for him, you rush yourself into his legs as soon as the words leave his mouth.

“M’sorry Stevie, didn’t mean to make you mad.” Your cheeks are still blotchy from your past crying and your hands ball up Steve’s shirt as you sit against his hip.

“Oh sweetheart it’s okay. I just didn’t want you to keep bothering Bucky, cause it’s important to let him sleep right?” You nod along and Steve’s hand comes to cradle your cheek, leaning to press a kiss to your forehead before he’s towing you both over to the kitchen where Bucky waits with hot chocolate ready.

#jj writes #jj events #marvel agere #little!reader #caregiver!steve rogers #steve rogers #steve rogers x reader

[honeybeewritings]

das a bad word!!

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: little one thinking swearing is funny, hurt cg(minorly), implied swearing(swearing makes me uncomfortable)

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!steve x little!gn!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 310 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: stevie swears for the first time in front of his little one

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for my 100 follower celebration, today is the last day to send in blurb requests

stevie never ever ever ever ever not ever swears in front of his baby. his angel. his little one.

he was doing something in the kitchen when he accidentally hurt himself. he swore loudly and started sucking on his finger when he saw you.

you two stared at each other for a few moments before you started giggling. steve thought you would have immediately tried helping him but he was surprised when you pointed at him and screamed "f-!"

he managed to cover your mouth before you actually got the word out. you pouted at him because he kept you from saying a new word.

"'m a big kid stevie! i can say it!" you tried, stomping your little foot and crossing your arms.

steve gave you a stern look before responding. "you're a big kid? then you won't mind watchin' some horror-"

"no!" you screamed, gripping you stuffie. "don' wanna watch those." you whined. "wanna watch my shows."

"i thought you said you were a big kid angel."

you pulled a face. "no not yet."

"good. let's watch cartoons then. i'll clean up in the kitchen and bring snacks." he said, ruffling your hair.

you smiled and flopped on the couch, watching the already playing show. steve soon came in with some fruit, veggies, and fun snacks. he put them on the coffee table and he let you cuddle into him.

"fanks stevie. 'm sorry."

"for what?"

"arguin'."

steve smiled and kissed your forehead. "no worries little love. no swearing okay? stevie's sorry for doin' it in front of you."

"das otay." you smiled, wrapping your arms around your cg. "is funny."

"no it's not."

you made a serious face. "no it's not."

you and stevie watched all the cartoons that day. all the ones meant for kids. he didn't want any accidents to happen again.

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[aew-kun-age-regression]

Hi could I request Steve rogers cg head cannons?

I just need a lil pick me up :/

-❤️🫶😭

Hiii Sweetheart!!! Sorry that this took so long to do and that there aren't that many, I was struggling a bit to come up with some of these so my friend had to help me with a few!!! 😅

Caregiver!Steve Rogers Headcannons

He is so protective of you!!!

He sometimes takes you on easy missions. (He has to be 100% sure that it will be safe enough!!!)

^ He will absolutely take you out for ice cream to celebrate a good mission with you!!!

Overall in my opinion he's not very strict (I mean he's the same guy that went against the government so. 🤷) As long as you are safe and happy he doesn't mind too much.

No swearing tho!!! He is quite big on that rule!!!

He will absolutely give you piggybacks!!!

This man is incredibly strong and he will carry/rock you to sleep if you want.

For Regressors with long hair he cannot style hair to save his life however he will play with it 😂

With Steve as your Caregiver, Sam and Bucky are basically your uncles!!!

Lets you where his shirts/hoodies ect.

Has somewhat learnt to cook for you. (Wanda helped him)

Will definitely watch any cartoons you want with you!!! He's new to a lot of it so he finds it interesting!!!

Reading to you >>> He is one of the best story tellers ever!!! Not only does he love reading from a book but he's also so good at coming up with little stories on the spot. (Or talking about a true story about a 'tamer' villain!!!)

Disney. Disney. Disney.

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittleheadcannons #agere marvel #marvel agere #caregiver!steve rogers

[buttercupagere]

steve rogers as a caregiver <3

requested by anon!

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[cozy-fantasy-corner]

Daddy’s Home (Steve Rogers Drabble)

Pairing: Caregiver!Steve Roger x Age Regressor!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of stress, age regression, the use of the word “Daddy” (non-sexual usage)

Word Count: 547

Summary: Steve has a long day at work and his best girl knows exactly what to do to make it all better  :)

Author’s Note: This is a sfw age regression fic. Please DNI if you sexualize age regression. It is a coping mechanism. This is a comfort fic. 

After a long day at the office, Steve trudged wearily towards his apartment, the weight of his responsibilities as both an Avenger and a leader pressing down on him like a heavy cloak. Each step felt like a struggle, his mind consumed with thoughts of mission reports and training sessions that seemed to stretch on endlessly. Every ounce of his expansive muscle mass wound tight. All he wanted was to get home to his best gal. 

As he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for his floor, Steve felt the exhaustion seeping into his bones, his eyelids heavy with fatigue. Leaning against the wall, he let out a sigh of relief, grateful for the brief respite from the chaos of the day. For a moment, he allowed himself to drift, the image of a warm bath and a cozy blanket beckoning to him like a beacon of comfort in the midst of his exhaustion.

But his moment of peace was rudely interrupted by the loud ding of the elevator doors opening. Before he could take a step towards home, a blur of fluffy curls and cable-knit flew at him, filling the cramped space with warmth and sweet giggles. She was swallowed whole by his favorite sweater. A soft chuckle escaped him, Steve found himself enveloped in the embrace of his beloved, her petite frame fitting perfectly against his tired muscles.

Burying his face in her neck, Steve inhaled deeply, the familiar scent of roses and oranges washing over him like a soothing balm. "Baby, I missed you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath as he held her close, savoring the feeling of her in his arms. She peppered soft kisses across his gruff face and carded her thin fingers through his long mane. A wistful sigh escaped his lips as her nails gently scraped the nape of his neck. 

As they stumbled into their apartment, Steve's heart swelled at the sight that greeted him: a massive pillow fort, expertly constructed and adorned with twinkling fairy lights and their favorite Disney movie ready to play. His exhaustion melted away at the sight of the care and creativity his babygirl had poured into the surprise. Confusion danced across his feature. How on Earth did such a tiny woman get their Alaskan king from the bedroom to the living room. 

She had been staring hopefully at his tired weary face, but his look of confusion was mistaken for anger. With a sheepish look about her, she wriggled out of his embrace, her eyes shining with tears. 

“Daddy, please don’ be mad. Fri said you needed snuggles n sleeps. I made dis jus for you.” she pleaded mournfully to him. Steve's heart ached at the sight of her tears, his love for her swelling with each passing moment. He smoothed them away with a calloused thumb. Pulling her close, Steve showered her with kisses, his laughter mingling with hers as they sank into the comfort of their makeshift castle, the troubles of the day fading into the background as he curled around her petite frame. 

“Oh sweet girl. How could I be mad? This is exactly what I need.” he cooed with a soft chuckle. He rubbed his beard against her soft cheeks and she shrieked out a laugh. 

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[lokislittlemidgardian]

Do you think you would ever be open to doing a mommy!nat and daddy!steve rogers x fem little one fic?💞

Doctor angel

Content - age regression, cg!romanrogers, Nat getting injured, mention of guns, hydra bases, slight angst, fluff, soft toys, dummy use, cuddles, uncle!bucky, uncle!tony, uncle!bruce, not proofread, hope you enjoy<3

Summary - when Natasha gets injured on a mission Steve and her little angel take care of her

Authors note - yes yes yes, cg!romanrogers is all I want in life istg I will definitely be writing for these two more in the future, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy<3

“Daddy I miss mommy!” You whined jumping into Steve’s ams as he repositioned you so you were sitting on his arm.

“I know you do baby, I do too but she’s gonna be home in a few days I promise” he sighed leading you to the living room giving you a small smile as he helped you sit down.

Natasha was gone on a mission with Clint and tony to a hydra base in Moscow, Steve was supposed to go with them but your caregivers decided that one of them should stay behind with you after the fuss you caused last time they went on a mission and auntie wanda and uncle vision had to babysit you.

You were always a handful when you didn’t have one of them to calm you down.

“I’ll tell you what little one, what if we take your nap now because I don’t think you had enough sleep last night and if your less tired things might seem brighter” steve suggested with a soft smile tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Steve was always able to get you to cooperate.

“Okay daddy” you whispered reaching your arms up to him making grabby hands. Chuckling Steve picked you up on his hip and led you towards your bedroom.

Once you reached the large door Steve pushed down the handle and led the two of you inside.

Gently placing you down on your mattress Steve brought your dummy to your lips and placed your black widow bear beside you.

“Daddy stay with me please” you gently demanded cuddling into your bear becoming sleepy “okay princess” Steve heartily laughed carefully laying himself down beside you pulling you against him.

“Sweet dreams little one”

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When you woke up the compound was quiet.

Too quiet for your liking.

“Daddy” you mumbled softly reaching over too feel him you frowned when you just felt the cool mattress where Steve previously was.

“Daddy?” You questioned again opening your eyes to find him, he wasn’t there.

Rolling over to the other side of the bed you reached your dummy placing it back in your mouth from where it fell out while you were asleep and made your way across the threshold and down the staircase.

You were greater with hushed whispers of Bucky and tony “uncle Bucky, uncle tony do you know where daddy is?” You mumbled behind your dummy skipping down the stairs and making your way over to them.

The two of them shared a look and you saw tony pull out his phone and send a text to Steve’s number “umm, sorry little doll-“ “he’s just in Bruce’s lab sweetheart” tony cut in earning a pointed look from Bucky.

“It’s okay he told me to say it!” Tony defended himself with his trademark stark smirk resulting in an eye roll from Bucky “come on Y/N I’ll take you to them” Bucky said with a smile extending his arm for you to take.

Leading you across the building Bucky nervously looked out the windows, this wasn’t going to be good.

Once you reached the medical room you were met with a see through door only accessible by a security code, neither of you knew it so uncle Bucky just banged on the glass until Bruce let you in.

“You could have just called me” he deadpanned about to go off at Bucky about damaging the glass with his vibranium arm until he noticed you and the dummy in your mouth.

“Hi sweetheart, Steve’s just in here” he said gently leading you though to the medical curtain, pulling it back you saw Steve sitting at the end of the bed with Natasha lying down.

Mommy was back, but why was she attached to a drip?

“Mommy?” You whispered nervously playing with the sleeve on your shirt. Looking towards you you saw Nat smile happily and reach out for you with one arm.

“Hi baby, come here come to mommy” she called out gently, slowly making your way towards the bed you heard steve speak “did you have a nice sleep sweetheart?” He cooed trying to distract you “why is mama sick” you cried ignoring his question.

“Oh baby it’s okay shh, I’m not sick I just had a bit of an accident” she chuckled holding your hand gently dragging you closer to her “what happened?” “Well” she sighed.

While the 3 avengers were on their mission they gravely underestimated how many agents the hydra base had on standby. They were able to get the files they needed but unfortunately for Natasha, the other two were to busy fending off other agents and Natasha ended up being shot in the shoulder.

“It’s nothing serious angel mommy’s gonna be okay” Steve smiled rubbing his hand on your back “promise” “I promise my baby” Natasha cooed reassuringly stroking your cheek with her other arm.

“Tell you what baby how about we move another bed over and you can lie down with mommy hmm?” Steve asked moving from where he was previously seated and stroking your hair “yes please!” You squealed making them chuckle.

A few minutes later steve returned with a medical bed that Bruce had let him use and he placed it beside Natasha helping you hop on, you always liked hospital beds you didn’t know why people thought they were uncomfortable.

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It was a few days later until Bruce discharged Natasha from the med bay and when he did you were very happy when she was allowed to come out.

You spent the rest of her helping time taking care of her, bringing her orange juice in your favourite cup letting her cuddle your soft toys and watching her favourite films with her.

When Steve would help clean her wounds you were always there to hold and cuddle her “it’s what mama does for me so I’m doing it for mama” you would tell her when she told you she was okay.

“Thank you very much doctor angel” she chuckled placing a kiss on the side of your head.

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[shymeow]

hmmmm any one of ur favs being a cg and taking you paci shopping, them holding you in their arms and helping you pick your paci,,, and while yall are out, you were so good! you get a new toy as a reward! dada/mama taking you to the toy aisle and telling you to pick one, them just showing you all the different toys and you're just so excited!!! so many options, dada/mama will help! "you can choose between these two baby"

Ooooh this is so sweet !!!!!! Absolutely in love with cg with this vibes yesssss !

𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐬 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 . . !

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Steve Rodgers x fem ! lil ! reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (?): Pacifiers and public spaces (it's just the store, no one interacts with you both, but it's just to be safe). If I missed any, pls warn me !

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You were sooo well behaved while out buying pacis that dada allowed you to choose between toys !!

"C'mon sweetie, choose between them." Steve was with two toys, a mini strawberry kitchen and a strawberry cutie dresser both that you couldn't decide between, but Steve was patient just letting you decide which one you wanted.

"Bu' daddy they too cute!! Can' decide.." You put your little hands in your eyes, not wanting to decide between the toys in daddy's hands.

"Oh sweetie I know is hard to choose, but you need to choose just one, okay?"

"... 'Mkay ..." You looked at them again, passing two difficult minutes to decide between them. "Can I get dis?" You pointed at the strawberry kitchen.

"Yes we can baby. That's it, it wasn't so hard hm? If you stay being a good girl maybe I'll give you the cutie dresser, yeah?" You clapped hands happily at his words, happily walking to the cashier while daddy tried to hold the whole box of the mini kitchen.

"Fank ou daddy!" You kissed your daddy's cheek, he letting out a smile contently.

"You're very welcome, sweetie."

#age regression #age regressor #agere blog #sfw agere #x little!reader #agere caregiver #sfw caregiver #sfw interaction only #sfw little community #sfw littlespace #steve rogers #steve rodgers imagine #steve rodgers x you #little space #marvel #the avengers #meowrites

[kazzy-boo-baby]

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.

~~~

"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."

~~~

"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!"

#agere #mcu #age regression #marvel #sfw agere #agere caregiver #sfw #bucky barnes #steve rogers #bucky x reader #y/n #steve x reader #oneshot

[ellieisaflower]

My beautiful bug ´ˎ˗

Main Masterlist

୨୧ ┊Pairing: Daddy!Steve Rogers x Ftm!Little!reader

୨୧ ┊Characters: Steve Rogers, Reader, sam

୨୧ ┊Genre: Fluff, Age regression (NOT KINK!!), oneshot

୨୧ ┊Summery: When at the store with daddy, reader sees a dress that he thinks looks so beautiful, but he doesn't want to be girly because he is afraid if what Steve would think. Steve catches on really quick that reader wants the dress so he buys it and they go home and play dress up.

୨୧ ┊Warnings: Steve calls reader Bug, use of baby talk (from reader)

୨୧ ┊Note: sorry, I missed so many things in the request. Also, someone help, I can't make a mood board

୨୧ ┊word count: 1235

No one's pov <333

Your big e/c eyes sparkled as you looked down at the princess pink dress. The sparkly ruffles started at the waist and ended at the bottom to the dress. The sleeves were off shoulder, with sparkly cuffs that would lay off the shoulder. The dress was stunning.

"Bug!?" Steve called out, worry evident in his voice. You broke out of your small trance from the pretty dress and looked up to where the voice was calling from. You hadn't realized just how long you had been staring at the pretty dress, you hadn't even realized that your daddy had wondered off without you.

"Daddy..? Where chu at?" You called out, mindlessly looking around for him. A gasp left your lips as two strong arms picked you up. "Ah, bug! Don't do that again! I thought someone took you! Are you alright?" He asked worryingly, checking all your uncovered skin for any marks or bruises to make sure you hadn't gotten hurt.

"m fine daddy! I was jus....uhm.." you quickly stopped yourself from talking any longer, taking a minute to think. Steve looked at you confused, concern still laced in his eyes as well. "What were you doing bug?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Your eyes trailed back to the pretty dress that was now being viewed by a woman with pretty long brown hair. Your eyebrows furrowed as you watched her stair at the dress with loving eyes. "Bug?" Steve was fast to realize that you had tunned him out and your attention was now on something else.

when he followed your eyes, his face softened seeing you staring at the pretty dress. With you still in his arms, he walked over to the rack with the dress and stood near it for a minute, waiting for the woman to walk away before he grabbed one of the dresses, that was your size, and placed it in the cart.

"Do you want another one, bug? Or do you wanna go home now?" He asked, watching your face that was blank and full of confusion. "Daddy..?" You asked, now staring at the dress that he had placed in the cart. "Yes bug?"

"Am I really allowed to wear that?" Pointing to the dress, you averted your eyes to Steve. "Of course you can wear it! Why wouldn't you be able to?" Before you could answer he placed you into the cart, which had little in it since you had only started to shop around twenty minutes ago.

Steve quickly walked off, returning a few minutes later with a few pallets of makeup and a few more pretty dresses. Your eyes instantly brightened at the sight. "Woah!!"

"now let's get home, bug. We can play dress up when we get home, and maybe we can bug uncle Sam into playing with us."

When you both arrived at the Avengers tower, you were quick to grab the bags with your new things and run inside, nearly tripping on your way there. While standing in the elevator on the way up, Steve kept a close eye on you, watching closely with loving eyes as you stood impatiently with your bags in hand.

As soon as you were both inside your room you ran off to the bathroom to try on your new dress. Steve let out a loving giggle as he watched you.

He sat on the couch as he waited for you to come back. And when you walked into the room with a huge smile on your face and the pretty pink dress on, Steve instantly brightened up. "You look so pretty bug! Wow! My beautiful bug!" He stated as he stood up and walked over to you.

"Chu hav to put on your dwess now daddy!" You chanted and doged his kiss and pushed him towards the bathroom where a dress waited for him; this all took your daddy by surprise, but he giggled softly and began to put on the dress like you requested.

While he did that, you set up all the new makeup you had just gotten. Daddy had not gotten any makeup brushes, but you had some stashed in your room. Auntie Nat was always to the rescue and she never told your secrets, so you had asked her for makeup brushes and a pallet.

When you got back from your bedroom with the makeup brushes and a few other things, your daddy was sitting on the couch, with a sparkly blue dress on and he was holding your favorite stuffie.

"woahhh, chu wook soo pwetty Daddy!!" You said, staring at your daddy in awe. "You look even prettier bug!"

"Nah ah, chu do!" You argued. "Alright, alright, fine. But that doesn't mean that my bug isn't very pretty!" He playfully smirked and then looked down at the makeup you set out. "Are you gonna do your makeup or my makeup? Or do you want me to do your makeup?" He asked.

"I'm gonna do yur makeup!" With a giggle you sat down Infront of him and got started. "Wha color first?" You asked, holding one of the brushed above the makeup palettes until he says a color. "Red please"

With that, you dipped your brush into the bright red eyeshadow. "Close eyes please" he did as such and you began to brush the bright red onto his eyelids, carful to not get it everywhere because you wanted it to look amazing.

When you started to do the other eye, there was knock at the door, which made you jump slightly. All of the avengers knew you are a regressor, so you just continued, knowing it was one of them.

"Come in!" Steve yelled slightly, making sure to reach up and cover your ears to not scare you. The door opened and in walked Uncle sam. "Hey kiddo, what are yah doing?" He asked, walking over to the two of you. "Me and daddy are pwayin dress up! I'm doin his makeup so he'll look wike a pwetty princess!!" You stared proudly as you continued to put red on his eyelids.

"wow, your doing amazing. I bet your daddy's gonna love it" Sam said.

Uncle Sam and daddy had a conversation while you continued to do Steve's makeup. A couple times you asked him to pick a new color, you cleaned your brushed every switch and around 20 minutes later, you spring off the couch. "Done!!"

Steve had a big smile on his face when you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom. "Wook daddy!"

"wow big, you did such a great job! I think you should do my makeup everyday" he said, examining his wonderfully done makeup in the mirror. You let out a small giggle before going back to clean up the small mess you had created in the living room.

When you walked into the living room you noticed that uncle sam was no longer there. You shrugged it off before beginning to pick up your stuff and put it into a pile then take a wet rag and wipe the table.

When your daddy finally came out of the bathroom, he noticed that you had cleaned up your mess which made him happy. "Thank you for cleaning up, bug!"

The rest of the day was filled with fun. You and your daddy played princesses, watched cartoons, and had a tea party with all your stuffies.

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[mamabear32]

*ahem* Steve would 100% have an obsession with arts and crafts while he was small, and he would make an absolute mess every time, but somehow the craft would come out perfect.

#And I’d keep all of them #every single one #our fridge would be covered in his art #my babies #Steve Rogers #stevie #agere caregiver #agere #sfw agere #age regression caregiver #mama thoughts #age regression #sfw caregiver #mama #caregiver

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Hi, could you do one with cg!Steve, cg!Bucky and little!reader, where the reader wakes up and is very sick and Bucky and Steve baby them a lot. Also if you could add little!peter 1 too that would be great!

Reading all of your stories have made my week so much better, you are an amazing writer by the way!

Sick Babies

|| Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Peter Parker x Reader

notes ; I apologize in advance, this is not really them babying reader and is more humorous but I really like how it turned out so I’m posting anyways

warnings ; reader & peter being sick, mentions of medication, pet names

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Steve paces restlessly beside your bed, re reading all the medicine labels that Bruce gave him, he’s been doing it for the past ten minutes and it’s about to drive you and Bucky up a wall.

“Darling, I know they’re sick but please calm down a bit.” The super soldier soothes a hand down Rogers back, playfully rolling his eyes to you which makes you giggle even in your ill state.

You had woken with a fever and horrid cough, something that has caused immense stress to Steve in particular, meanwhile you and Bucky have taken the opportunity to binge watch your favorite movies in bed. Sure being sick is trash, but Bucky makes it better with his jokes, and Steve has the medication doses down to a science at this point.

“Just relax with us and—.” Bucky’s cut off by a knock at the door, Steve quickly shuffles to answer it and the gasp he lets out tells you he’s not relaxing anytime soon.

“Come in, come in, my god have you been all on your own all day? Have you taken any medicine? When’s the last time you took your temperature?”

As soon as you see the haggard state Peters in when he steps farther into the room, all the questions flying out of Steve’s mouth make sense. The sight of Parker wiping his red nose with a huff at Steve’s fussing, Bucky’s face falls, his caregiver-ness coming out more from the looks of things.

“We can be sick together!” You open your arms quickly for Peter who all but throws himself into the embrace, mumbling about how warm you are even though he’s sweat through his shirt.

“You two are a mess, I’m going to go grab a change of clothes for Peter, don’t move. Bucky don’t let them move.” The three of you snort at Steve’s finger pointing towards Barnes’ face.

“Alright sick babies, you need anything?” Despite the teasing sent Rogers way, Bucky drops his tone to soft and shifts some hair off both of your foreheads.

“Lay with us?” Peter lifts his head off your chest with a sheepish smile, you encourage the ask by grabbing at Bucky’s arm til he finally collapses onto the mattress. He’s not on top of you like Peter is, rather squished into your sides, putting his arm around both of you and petting a hand at your shoulder, or what he can reach of it.

And when Steve comes back to the three of you snoring atop one another, well he can’t complain that much; but he will wake you up to take your medicine in about twenty minutes when the timer goes off.

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[honeybeewritings]

🐮 steve rogers 🐮

das a bad word

steve swears in front of his baby for the first time. little!reader, gn!reader, hurt cg, implied swearing

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[aew-kun-age-regression]

Heyyy do you think you can maybe do a DNI marvel banner, I don’t mind what marvel characters they are. If that’s ok and also may I use some of them please? :D

Hiiii! I chose to do the original Avengers for this one!!! And yess you can use them!!

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[angelbaby-fics]

Cg stucky x little reader x little Peter where he is the older bro and very protective about his little sis and they go to the avenger tower but she is in babyspace and non-verbal and he won't let anyone near her and is like "nooooo she to tiny you make her owie" and when someone else than their caregivers try to pick her up he Hit the person and get punished by daddies

Baby's Bodyguard

Word Count: 800

A/N: This is such a sweet idea!!!! I love big bro Peter & there's gonna be a lot more of him coming in the future I think 💕 Also nobody yell at me but I haven't actually watched Hawkeye & I don't know anything about Kate imsosorry enjoy!! 💕

Joining the Rogers-Barnes family as their precious and littlest baby was the greatest thing that happened to everyone involved, but nobody took on a greater pride than your big bubba Peter. Steve and Bucky had been worried at first that he wouldn’t take it well, no longer being an only child and the absolute center of their attention. To their surprised delight, however, Peter took on his new older sibling responsibilities with a soldier’s pride. 

Any time you were out on an errand or playing in the park, Peter took it upon himself to keep a watchful eye on you, even though your daddies were more than capable. Whenever you weren’t in your daddies’ arms, you were holding Peter’s hand. At the playground, he’d go down the slide first to make sure it wasn’t too fast, and then wait at the bottom to catch you as you followed. When you ordered food in a restaurant, Peter always took the first bite to make sure it was safe. Well, maybe that one wasn’t as much about protection as it was getting an extra bite, but still. At parties and playdates it was a little easier for him to get distracted, but he always made sure you were within earshot.

That’s how you found yourself now, in one of the common rooms of the sprawling Avengers compound, stacking blocks into a castle while Peter half paid attention to Wanda’s game of pretend on the other side of the room, his focus divided between her and you. Steve was standing around the snack table talking to Bruce and Tony, while Bucky and Sam cracked open a couple of beers on the balcony. It wasn’t a party so much as a lively get-together, team members and family only. 

It also happened to be Kate’s first party with the gang. Kate had been kind to you the few times you had met her, engaged with you in your pretend games and played hide and seek around the compound with you and your friends, but you didn’t trust her all the way yet. She was new here, she didn’t know that the only ones you allowed to carry you were your daddies. When Tony announced that dinner was ready, she was the closest to you, so she picked you up to carry you into the dining room with everyone. She meant well, she handled you gently, but that meant nothing to you at this moment. 

Peter’s spidey senses noticed it first, the sharp intake of your breath as you started to wail. Poor Kate didn’t realize what was happening as everything unfolded. A sticky web splatted into the back of her shirt as Peter ran over to the two of you. 

“No! You put baby down!!” He shouted, smacking the side of Kate’s arm like a cat batting a toy; not enough to hurt her.

Kate let go of you as you flung yourself into Peter’s arms, now sobbing from both the fright of being picked up by a new person and the commotion that had followed it. Peter barely had time to comfort you when a strong voice rang out over the noise. 

“Hey!” Steve shouted, not needing to say anything else to get everyone in the room silent and staring at him. Even you had stopped crying when you saw your daddy enter the room. Peter immediately spoke out in your defense. 

“She was scaring baby!” He cried out, pointing an accusatory finger at Kate.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t! I was just bringing her to dinner!” Kate defended herself, desperately hoping the super soldier would understand. It wasn’t Steve she was worried about, though; Bucky was glaring at her with ice cold eyes. 

Steve placed a calming hand on his husband’s shoulder, calming him instantly.

“Alright, everybody calm down,” Steve said, his face softening as he turned to meet your eyes. “Are you hurt, babydoll?”

You shook your head, reaching out for your daddy’s arms. 

“I promise,” Kate said, “all I did was pick her up!” “I believe you.” Steve nodded. “She just doesn’t like getting picked up by anybody but her family. It's okay, you didn’t know yet.” Kate smiled, grateful for the forgiveness. Your tears had dried, your breathing had calmed, and your tummy had started to rumble. Steve gave you a kiss on the head, and with the chaos settled, everyone began to shuffle off to the dining room. Peter mingled in amongst them until he felt a cold hand on the back of his shirt. 

“Uh uh, not so fast kiddo,” Bucky warned, pulling the youngster aside. “I saw you hit Kate. That’s not nice and you know it.”

Peter looked down at his sneakers. “I’m sorry Baba,” he said dejectedly.

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to Kate. Bucky let Peter go, following him into the kitchen before adding: “and no dessert tonight!”

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[biteofcherry]

Good moaning. 😇

Moaning indeed 🥵🫠

Touch The Darkness

dark mafia!Steve Rogers x female reader

just a piece that takes place in the future to the current plot of the story

warnings: dark Steve Rogers; possessiveness; Dom/sub undertones; brief mention of breathplay;

The smile on your face froze in place as you noticed the distinctive sleek car pull up onto the gravel driveway in front of the lodge.

As always, Bucky stepped out first. He moved like a shard of darkness in the brightly sunlit, serene surroundings of the lake shore. This time he didn't round the car to open the passenger's door. Steve got out of the car himself.

From the driver's seat.

Laughter and chatter still continued around you, but it all fell into a dull background noise as you stared at Steve.

What the hell was he doing here?

It was a weekend away organized as a reprieve for caregivers of patients with severe dementia. You worked for over eight months to set it up, including finding proper care options for said patients while their partners, parents and children (depending on who was the main caregiver) were away.

The main goal was to simply rest and relax, but you also made sure there were a few workshops, which is why some of the health center's staff members were with you.

Natalie, as well. She was the one who drove you two here.

"Good morning, Princess," Steve's charm was full on, contrasting with the dark aura flowing around his broad frame like a villain's cloak.

If Bucky was a shard of darkness, Steve was the heart of it, stepping through the sunny day like a fallen angel strolling straight from the pit of hell into the marble heavens.

The nature itself seemed to grew taut and wary of his presence.

Your coworkers and guests, even if they sensed the danger that accompanied Steve, seemed more fascinated and in awe.

"Steve?" You gulped, eyeing him suspiciously.

Yet your body turned his way; a thrill skimming through your limbs as he sneaked a hand around your middle and leaned down to kiss you.

"Hello everyone," without easing his hold on you, Steve greeted the others. His hearts-winning and panty-dropping smile fooling everyone.

He explained how he wanted to support you, especially the idea of a weekend away, since the two of you have been so busy lately.

You didn't believe a single word.

It was when he insisted on the two of you going for a short stroll, while everyone was preparing ingredients to grill for dinner (somehow Bucky took the lead in that, commanding others with barely any word spoken), that Steve's agenda became clear.

Seemingly casually, Steve asked brief questions about each of your staff members. Until he asked about Joaquin.

"Is he a good doctor?" Steve's hand cradled your chin as he tilted your head to look in the direction of the young neurologist.

"Yes." You frowned, not yet realizing where it was leading.

"It would be a shame then, if the center lost him." Steve turned your face back to him. His hand slid down, rings adorned fingers curling around the front of your neck in that possessive manner that weakened your knees.

"It would be a shame, if no hospital or clinic were ever to discover his brilliance, because he got himself killed for flirting with my fucking wife."

Steve's voice remained softly composed, but the last three words were punctuated with his blue eyes turning icy cold and his fingers clenching tighter around your throat.

"He wasn't-" you tried to protest, but at Steve's arched eyebrow you relented.

Okay, so maybe Joaquin was making it quite obvious that he liked spending time with you and always found a reason to be near. It was pleasant, but harmless.

Or so you thought.

Since you weren't tempted to go with it, you didn't think it was risky to reciprocate some smiles, or letting Joaquin swipe an eyelash threatening to fall into your eyes while your own hands were dirty.

You didn't expect Steve's spy to tattle on you about something insignificant like that.

"Don't hurt him, please." Your reached for Steve's free hand, squeezing it in both of yours as you looked up at him.

"Is that your good heart speaking, or do you have feelings for him?" Steve inched closer and despite being in an the open, you felt caged.

His warmth seeped through you, starting a wave of heat that flushed you. His proximity had the hair on the back of your neck standing to attention in fear, but your nipples hardening in arousal.

You wished that you were the person you claimed to be nearly a year ago, so that falling for someone so sweet like Joaquin would be expected and normal. Instead, you weren't even mildly interested in him, but in the devil who had your body responding to his power.

Steve's gaze slowly dropped to your parted lips, then down to your chest and the stiff peaks pointing through your shirt. He looked lower, to how your were clenching his free hand within yours and holding it against your belly.

A corner of his mouth dragged up in a pleased smirk. The bastard knew you were itching to have his fingers slide under the waistband of your jeans.

"Is everything okay?" Your eyes widened as Joaquin unexpectedly walked over, but you didn't dare look away from Steve's eyes.

"Quite perfect, actually," Steve chuckled.

Joaquin frowned, his gaze shifting between the two of you. It landed on your neck and the glint of sun in silver rings on Steve's fingers, which were tightly wrapped around your throat.

Joaquin called your name.

A muscle in Steve's jaw twitched, as if he could barely stand another man saying your name.

"He's worried, Princess." Steve cooed. "Why don't you tell him how wet your panties are just from my hand on your throat?"

You felt the scorching flame of embarrassment burning your from the inside, wishing the ground would simply swallow you whole.

But you knew that playing along was the only way of ensuring that Joaquin would live to see another day.

"They're soaked," you muttered, eyelashes fluttering as you cast your gaze downwards.

Steve smirked, triumphantly. He stroked his thumb along the side of your neck in a rewarding caress.

"See," Steve cocked his head, looking at Joaquin with lazy confidence of a man who couldn't be bothered by anyone's threats, "my wife likes it on the kinky side. But she is a tad shy, so we'd appreciate if you left us to our privacy."

Joaquin left, or rather bolted. Was he embarrassed on your behalf, or did he plan on calling someone else for help, you weren't sure.

"You humiliated me in front of a colleague and employee." You grumbled when Steve's gaze returned to you.

"Princess, he's more outraged with the fact he won't ever get to sample your dirty cravings, than with knowing you have them." Steve chuckled, moving his hand so that his thumb rubbed along your bottom lip.

"And it's better for him-" Steve's tone lowered as he pushed his thumb into your mouth- "if he understands that you belong to me and no force is going to change that."

You thought Steve meant that display alone as the supposed lesson for Joaquin.

But he proved you wrong later that night, when he took you hard on the creaking bed in your small room in the lodge.

Steve's big hand was pressed over your mouth, muffling your sounds and occasionally also cutting off your airflow, while he made you cum until you sobbed.

When he fucked you right into your fourth orgasms, you didn't expect him to lift his hand from your face.

Your cry of ecstasy echoed through the lodge.

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[lokislittlemidgardian]

Sick baby

Content - age regression, cg!stucky, sickness, vomiting, cold sweat, crying, soup, medication, kisses, bottle use, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - when you wake up very ill your caregivers help you feel better.

Authors note - I am so sick this is what’s happening to me and I just needed some comfort even if it’s just in a story, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3

You didn’t know what caused it.

It could have been you left your AirPods in on accident while you were asleep, you could of caught something while you were out the day prior but all you knew was you were possibly the most uncomfortable you had ever been.

You could feel a sore throat coming last night but you never though it would be this bad.

You had vertigo and the entire room was spinning no matter what you did.

You had already been sick twice and you’d only been awake for an hour, your throat hurt and you couldn’t put your head on your pillows properly or else you would vomit again.

Nothing was stopping it.

Bucky and Steve had tried everything.

Making you soothing tea for your throat, giving you pain medication, putting a cool face washer on your forehead, you never understood the cool face washer trick but it’s what they do in the films.

You were currently sat up in bed looking at the clock 3:14 in the morning.

You wanted to go back to sleep but the dizzy spells wouldn’t let you.

Bucky was beside you stroking stray tears from underneath your eyes “it’s okay baby, I know how bad it can be” he whispered beside you knowing you don’t like being touched when your sick.

“Daddy don’t like it” you whined taking deep breaths trying to calm down the nausea.

“I know sweetheart, it’ll be over soon” he sighed grabbing the remote off of the bedside table.

Turning on the telly he turned on good luck Charlie knowing you liked to watch that when you were ill.

A few minutes later steve came in with some chicken noodle soup that he heated up on the stove for you “Steve it’s 4am” Bucky chuckled adjusting himself on the mattress so Steve could sit beside you.

“I’m perfectly aware of that buck but she has to eat something because she vomited so much” he explained quietly not wanting you to hear, you hated the word vomit.

“Dada don’t say it please” you whined throwing your head back against your pillow instantly regretting the action when you felt a wave of vertigo wash over you.

“Wow hey little baby it’s okay we won’t say it again” Bucky eased helping you back up, once your nausea left you steve eased the first spoonful into your mouth.

You loved chicken noodle soup, it was always one of the things that made you feel better.

Halfway through the bowl you started to come out in a cold sweat “buck can you wipe her off please?” “Yeah” bucky said reaching for the face washer beside him.

“Can I touch you angel?” He asked you gently “mhm” you agreed through a mouthful of the soup.

Once you finished it bucky went to ran a warm bath to sooth your aching bones, “daddy why is this happening” you whispered quietly staring at one spot on the wall as to not feel dizzy.

“I don’t know angel, I think we’re just gonna have to wait it out” he smiled sympathetically placing a kiss to your hairline.

“Baths ready” Bucky called out from the bathroom a few minutes later, Steve helped you get up on shaky legs and carried you for the short journey.

After undressing you bucky helped you into the bathtub and found a spot on the wall for you to focus on “just look the the conditioner bottle angel” he whispered.

Once you got out of the shower bucky dressed you in a pair of clean cotton pyjamas “I love you daddy, thank you for helping me” you whispered against his chest as he carried you out into the bedroom.

“Oh sweetheart I love you too, and you don’t have to thank me it’s what we do, right steve?” He said passing you onto Steve “absolutely angel” “I love you dada” you sighed nuzzling into his neck “I love you too little one”

A few minutes later steve sat up on the bed with you against his chest while Bucky went to warm you up a bottle to settle your stomach.

Once he came back he passed the bottle onto Steve and picked up your soft panda toy you’d had since you were a child and passed it to you.

Steve kissed the back of your head and placed the bottle into your mouth chuckling when you stared to drink it down almost immediately.

You knew that you wouldn’t be able to sleep again tonight, but at least you had two incredible people that were always prepared to stay up with you.

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