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buckybabieboy · 8 months
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Heyy! I was reading you work, which I love btw, and I wanted to request a one-shot or blurb for little!bucky accidentally getting drunk, like how would he act, what would he say. I feel like he’d be super clingy and needy. With cg!mommy!reader please 🥹 Love you writing <333
Lol this is gonna be the cutest thing ever😭. Thanks for the request Babie!
Tipsy Baby.
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☁️ Summary: Bucky has way too much to drink at Natasha’s party, leaving you to take care of your little boy.
⚠️TW(READ.): sub!touch-starved bucky, dom!fem!reader, Bucky is so touch starved😭, reader is able to carry bucky, lactation kink cuz I felt like it, mentions of alcohol, Bucky can get drunk if he drinks an abundance.
📝A/N(PLEASE READ): DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE. ITS THAT SIMPLE. DON’T REPORT MY WORK JUST BC YOU DONT LIKE IT. Anyways, pls enjoy this lil blurb! drunk Bucky is just the cutest 🥰. and your right, bucky is VERY clingy AND FUCKING TOUCH STARVEDDDD when he’s drunk.
“Mommyyyy!” Bucky slurs out as he dramatically falls in front of you on the compound’s floor.
“Mommy pay ‘tenttion to me!”
You peer over your phone and watch as your baby heaves and pants on the ground, his beautiful pale skin flushed with pinkish-reddish tones, and his big puppy dog eyes red and puffed.
“Baby, are you drunk?” You question him, though you already know the answer. He only whines and thrashes his limbs around in a hissy fit, not using his words.
“W-why are you so faaarrr?” He wails petulantly, completely ignoring your question.
“M’ not far, sweetheart, ‘m right in front of you.”
An empty bottle of Tiger Beer has accompanied him on the ground, clutched inside his sweaty palms.
“Gimme that!” You sigh before getting off of your comfy spot on the couch and snatching the bottle out of his hands. He whines even more.
“Who let you have this?”
Bucky pouts and mutters something, but it’s almost impossible to hear with the music and noise that flood throughout the compound.
“Can’t hear you bud, you’re gonna have to speak up f’me, okay?”
“T-tasha…” He hiccups. “N-Natasha lemme have some, mommy…”
Another exasperated sigh escapes from you as you begin to regret supporting Bucky’s idea to come to Natasha’s party. It didn’t really surprise you though, since he was always a party guy when he was younger. You rarely ever drank, especially when you were going to an event. You opted out of that a long time when the both of you got drunk, which you both know didn’t end well.
Natasha had invited everyone to her floor for a party. You weren’t too fond of the idea when you heard there was going to be alcohol, but Bucky was very excited and begged you to go. He assured you that Steve and Sam would be there to watch him.
So eventually you gave in, but not before making him promise that he wouldn’t drink.
When you arrived at the party, Bucky was acting more than normal. He immediately started chatting and playing party games with Wanda and Vision. He even played Twister with them, which you knew was a surprise to everyone. Despite the fact that loud noises triggered him, he seemed to be having a good time. Needless to say, you felt comfortable with letting him go off on his own for awhile.
Scanning the room, you spot Natasha by the fridge, a Tiger Beer in hand. The trash can next to her was filled with empty bottles of that stuff, and you knew they had to be Bucky’s. He couldn’t get drunk easily so it would take a copious amount of alcohol to get him drunk.
The blame wasn’t all on Natasha, though. Wanda, Vision, Steve, Natasha, and Sam all were made aware of Bucky and his little space—you’ve told them a numerous amount of times for his safety. So Natasha could’ve given him a bottle, but Bucky must’ve gotten his hands on this much alcohol all by himself.
You’d have to talk to them about that another day though, because right now, your little boy was cemented on the cold floor, spacey and dazed below you.
“S-so pretty. Mommy so pretty!” Bucky giggles, his head cocked to the side in awe as he gazes up at you. He wasn’t thinking about anything else. He literally couldn’t. His little brain couldn’t process anything while in little space, so him being drunk definitely amplified it X10.
“C’mon, baby boy. Let’s get you taken care of.”
You offer your hand to him. He doesn’t budge though, instead he whines, and mutters more incoherent sentences. This wasn’t the first time Bucky lost all of his words. When he was little, most of the time he would gesticulate instead of speaking up.
“Hmm…” You tap your index finger on your chin, prenteding to brainstorm. “Oh! I know what you want! You want uppies!”
Bucky nods and squeals, making grabby hands up at you. You place your hands under his arms, pick him up, and set him on your hip. A precious little noise escapes from him as he wraps his legs around your waist, his arms around your neck, and leans into your touch. The smell of your hair seemed to be the only thing he was able to process.
Once you make it to your floor, you set him down on the bed. He whines once again when you leave and you quickly shush him, reassuring him that you’re just getting his pj’s out for bed. Bucky stands up to take off his pants but stumbles and trips, landing face down on the floor.
“Hnnngh..” He whines, starting to pick up his thrashing and wailing from earlier.
“Hush, my little boy, let Mommy take care of you.”
“M’ dizzy…” He fusses. “Everything’s spinning…”
“I know baby, I know. Let’s get you in your PJ’s, okay?” You hush him a little bit before helping him off the ground and settting him back on the bed. It was a struggle, but you got his pants and shirt off. Now the task was to replace them with his nighttime ones. You take one leg of the pants, grab his leg, and slide it in.
“Good job, Jamie! Now your right leg!” You praise your little boy. He giggles when his pants are all the way on, and doesn’t even fuss when you put his shirt on for him.
“Perfect… now let Mommy get changed and then we can go sleepies, okay?”
He fussed, but you got changed in no time, and his fussing quickly became coos of happiness once you cradled him in your arms.
“My little baby.” You fawn. “Your mommy’s boy aren’t you?”
Bucky’s eyes flutter, as he tries to stay awake. His baby blues are glossy and clouded from the substance earlier.
“Mmm… uh-huh! M’mommy’s boy! Mommy’s goodest boy!”
“Yeah, except for earlier. What did I tell you about drinking that much alcohol? You know your little mind can’t take it.” You scold, and he pouts up at you.
“Sammy was watchin’ me! But then he drank some too, ‘n we-” His hiccups interrupts him.
“W-we made a stupid bet. Who could drink the mostest, ‘n I won.” He giggles at that last part, obviously proud of himself for beating Sam at literally anything.
You were about to respond when you noticed his eyes flutter. His metal fingers tug on your tank top—you already know what that means by now.
“Awh my baby’s hungry! You hungry, sweetheart?” You coo at him in the softest tone possible. He does nothing but nod, his words are becoming little to none—indicating that he was deep in.
“Go ahead, Jamie. You can have some, mommy doesn’t mind.”
You help him out a bit by tugging down the top yourself, your leaking tits out for Bucky to suckle on. He wastes no time, immediately latching his pink lips on your right nipple. His suckles were harsh and rapid. All he wanted right now was to taste your sweet nectar. A few strokes to the scalp and he’s almost out—his stamina completely gone from earlier.
You praise your little baby. Whispering to him all of the things he loved to hear. Calling him all of the names he loved to be called while in his little space.
The meekest whines and whimpers come from him as he suckled more frantically. As time went on he became frustrated—frustrated at the fact that he was too exhausted to keep going.
“Shh, it’s okay. I know… your so exhausted, hm? So exhausted from having so much fun earlier?”
You stroke his scalp with your fingers, keeping the movements slight and slow for him. Bucky could never describe it, but there was always a certain tactic, or pattern in which you’d scratch his scalp that made him feel so innocent. So vulnerable.
You know this, You know what touching Bucky’s hair does to him, what it does to him when he’s completely reliant and under your control.
“I’ve got you, Bucky Bear. Hush now.”
Bucky eventually quiets down, and so do his suckles on your nipple. He lets your nipple fall free from his mouth, some milk dripping down his parted lips. You wipe it off gently.
“Mommy m-mines?” He whimpers. “All mines?” He nuzzles himself into your chest, the warmth of your body and vibration of your voice as you cooed to him always calms him down.
“All yours, honey.”
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marvelfanfics1 · 2 years
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"My doll"
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Pairing: daddy!Steve x little!reader x little!bucky
Summary: Bucky gets jealous watching you playing and laughing with Wanda.
Warnings: Age Regression, jealousy, fluff
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Bucky wasn't happy at all. Natasha had you three invited to lunch at the compound and the whole time you had been playing with Wanda, which was annoying Bucky extremely.
You are his doll and he doesn't like you laughing and blushing at Wanda. Steve noticed that when Bucky was sitting next to him on the couch, glaring over at you and Wanda.
"What's wrong buddy?" Steve asked him and was about to brush a hand through his hair but Bucky leaned away from his touch.
"Nothin" he huffed picking at his stuffies fur.
Bucky lost it when he saw Wanda giving you a little kiss on the cheek. Standing up he marched over to you both and you let out a surprised squeal when he picked you up from the ground, carrying you back to the couch before glaring at Wanda but she didn't care and just decided to play with her Legos.
Bucky sat down with you seated on his crossed legs and back to his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around you.
"My doll" he growled in your shoulder and you squirmed a little in his hold. "Mine"
"Buck, you holdin me too tight" you grunted and his hold loosened.
"Sowwy" he mumbled and you placed your hands on his arms that were around your torso, rubbing over them gently.
A while later Steve walked in on all the littles sitting on the couch watching cartoons and he smiled when he saw you cuddling with Bucky, who was already sleeping. He quietly walked over to you and sat down next to you, making you look up at him with drowsy eyes.
"Whats wif bucky?" you whispered.
"I think he just got a little jealous, lovebug. You remember when he and Peter were playing in the pool last time and you came to me telling me how upset it made you?" you nodded your head, intertwining your fingers with Bucky's metal hand. "That's how Bucky felt today watching you and Wanda"
"But I wove bucky! Wanda is ma friend" you said and Steve chuckled.
"So is Peter for Bucky" he explained and you made an 'oh' shape with your mouth, finally understanding how Bucky felt and you turned so your face was pressed against his chest.
Steve smiled and draped a blanket over you both, fishing your pacis out of your bags and giving them to you together with your stuffies.
When he left Bucky pulled you even closer, kissing your forehead with his paci.
"My doll" he whispered before falling asleep and you smiled.
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mamazsposts · 8 months
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Heyy Babes
I'm going to be a blog for age regression fics, imagines, headcanons ects. I'm new to age regression but I'm learning fast and becoming an age regressor. 
AGE REGRESSING IS NOT A KINK!!!
please send some requests id be more then happy to take some <3
Who i'll write for 
Marvel 
Little!loki x cg!reader/ daddy!loki x little!reader 
Little!bucky barnes x cg!reader/ daddy!bucky x little!reader 
Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader 
Little!stucky x cg!reader/ daddy!stucky x little!reader 
Little!Peter Parker x cg!reader 
Daddy!Tony Stark x little!reader 
Stranger things 
Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader
Little!eddie x cg!reader/ daddy!eddie x little!reader 
Mommy!robin x little!reader 
Harry potter: 
Little!draco x cg!reader/ daddy!Draco x little!reader 
Obey me shall we date/onemaster to rule them all 
little!Lucifer x cg!mc/ daddy!lucifer x little!mc
little!Mammon x cg!mc/ daddy!mammon x little!mc  
little!Leviathan x cg!mc
little!Satan x cg!mc/ daddy!Satan x little!mc  
little!Asmodeus x cg!mc/ daddy!asmodeus x little!mc 
little!Beelzebub x cg!mc/ daddy!beelzebub x little!mc 
little!Belphegor x cg!reader/ daddy!belphegor x little!mc
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wildgirllz · 1 year
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Heyy, i heard you were asking for little!bucky request so here it goes (you can follow through with it as much os as little as you want <3)
i'm thinking a blurb or maybe a one-shot where bucky wakes up from a nightmare and comforts him by breastfeeding him or giving him a baby bottle snd them rocking him back to sleep against her chest. I've also seen that if you put a baby's head to your throat and hum a low tune they fall asleep in like 5 min cause of the vibrations, and i think that would also be a fun thing to explore with bucky. (and if you want to know more about this, message me, i have some cute stories :))
Lots of love <333
Omg i love this!!! 💗 Tysm for your requests
Warnings: Mommy kink, breastfeeding, agere/littlespace, little!bucky
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You hear shuffling and labored breathing against your back. Bucky’s hot breath on your back, and a tremor spreading throughout his body.
“Baby boy? What happened?”
“Mommy, help please.”
You turn your back to face him, tears running down his pretty face, hair a mess, and his body, scrunched up into a fetal position.
“Oh my love, come here”
You hold him in your warm embrace, his tears running down your chest. His hands feel your back first, then your stomach, till he tugs at your shirt, softly demanding you take it off.
You oblige, peeling your shirt off awkwardly, to not bump Bucky with your arms.
He feels your breasts, perched freely on your chest. He kneads them and settles down on your pillowy lap. You hold his head and comb your fingers through his hair, offering comfort, and reassurance.
He suckles on your breast, your milk flowing gently into his greedy mouth. His eyes closing at the feeling of your fingers scratching all the right spots on his head.
After a while of feeding, you pick up his head, lips making a popping noise off of your breasts. He stirs in confusion for a moment, then settles back down when his head touches your neck.
You let him settle into a more comfortable position, and begin to hum Brahms Lullaby to settle him back into a peaceful sleep.
His eyes close as he drifts into a deep, uninterrupted sleep.
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doe-eyed-dreamr · 3 months
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could you possibly make a regression board for Bucky Barnes? /nf
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Of course!! I'm still very new to making these but I've done my best 🩵
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Daddies and Peter meet their new neighbours, Daddy Steve and Little! Bucky who is missing an arm. Peter gets jealous of the special attention Bucky gets from everyone due to his disability.
Ohhh it would be so hard for Peter to deal with such complex emotions🥺💗
“Baby, why don’t you wanna go to Steve and Bucky’s? You two are such good friends.”
“He’s no good at playing.” Peter says.
“How so?”
“He just isn’t!”
“Is it because of his missing arm? Peter, that’s not nice at all. In fact, it’s mean. Bucky has a disability and it’s not his fault. He is doing his very best, and if he needs help while you’re playing, you must help him. Okay?”
“No! I don’t want to!”
“Peter Benjamin!”
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jjtheresidentbaby · 1 year
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I love all of your other writing so much, so I was wondering if I could please request a cg Steve x little Bucky with the prompt “what do you mean?! of course i was going to defend you, nobody has the right to talk about you like that!”. Thank you in advance if you decide to write it!!!
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ defend you ⋆゚⊹ ➢ event masterlist
|| bucky barnes x steve rogers
warnings: mean reporter people, protective avengers, insecure/anxious bucky, crying, pet names
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Bucky picks at the thread of his sleeve, shifting in his seat of the car Tony bought for him and Steve to share, the leather seats are comfortable and familiar, though it does little to ease his nerves. The party he just fled from was awful.
It had started with a few passing comments about Bucky still being the winter soldier, then it changed to him and Steve, then to him being a little. Everything seemed to go downhill after that, Natasha was quick at jumping up to defend Bucky, yelling in the reporters face as Tony stood behind her doing the same. Thor and Bruce were busy trying to de-escalate things as Tony was starting to threaten pulling out one of his old suits of armor that can “do some real damage”.
Steve hadn’t said much during it, holding Bucky’s hand and whispering that nothing the mean people were saying is true. Then he told Bucky to wait in the car, saying he could take Nat with him if he needed but Bucky opted for going alone.
He’s still waiting for Steve to come outside. It’s been ten maybe fifteen minutes, Bucky’s starting to feel dread twist in his gut, maybe Steve isn’t coming? Maybe he’s in there agreeing with the reporters?
The door opening and closing in one sweep pulls Bucky from his thoughts, his eyes snap to see Steve sliding into the seat next to Bucky’s own. He’s a bit out of breath, part of Bucky gets nervous that maybe Steve’s having an asthma attack like he did when they were younger, but Steve takes in a big breath that seems to fix the problem.
“Sorry that took so long baby, we can go home now.” Barnes nods, turning away from Steve so he can’t see the tears welling in his eyes. His heart aches with the thought of Steve being on the reporters side of things, his headspace is making it harder to hold in the emotions he’d usually shove deep down to only ever touch late at night when nobody could hear him cry.
“Bucky? What’s wrong?” Steve reaches to brush a lock of long hair behind Bucky’s ear, he can’t help but sniffle at the action. How can Steve be so tender after just bashing his headspace? His own caregiver, how could he?
“Wh- why didn’t you defend me?” His bottom lip wobbles when he turns to see Steve’s shocked face.
“W-what?” He sounds perplexed, eyebrows furrowed thickly.
“In- inside you weren’t gonna say anything, you asked me to leave, wh-why?” His chest hitches under the heavy breaths he takes in, more tears starting to slip down his cheeks that he wipes at hastily.
“What do you mean?! Of course I was going to defend you, nobody has the right to talk about you like that! I just didn’t want you in the room while I did it.” Steve’s tone falls soft by the end, he leans to hold Bucky’s cheeks in both hands, brushing away the stray tears on his skin and pressing a kiss to his forehead.
“I didn’t mean to worry you, I’m sorry baby. I promise I will always defend you.” He takes Bucky into a tight huge quickly, rubbing his hands at Barnes’ back and peppering kisses into his hair.
“You’re my baby, and nobody gets to be mean to my baby. Understand?” He nods under Steve’s hold, nuzzling in closer as he feels the car starting to pull out of the towers driveway.
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bucky-boo-bear · 2 years
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Anything for you
Pairing: Little!bucky x reader
TW: fluff, hurt/comfort? mention of nightmares, hinted past abusive relation, pet names 
MINORS DNI !!! 🔞
Summary: When a little ( large) something catches his attention, bucky doesn’t wanna leave it. Too bad it is at the store and not his home. Not for long though.
Word count:  980
A/N: Hello! I wrote this piece for @dadplease and her 5k stuffie writing contest! I am so, so excited to be a part of this! The stuffie talked about is this:
stuffie
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Bucky looked around in awe. The shelves were filled to the brim, literally and figuratively, with stuffies and games and whatnot. But all the things seemed to be lost into nothingness the moment his eyes landed on THE Stuffie. By looking at it, he knew that it was really big, even though it was bundled up and compressed to take up as little space as possible. He just knew he would be able to curl up and sleep in its lap when you went out for missions.
Turning his head to look at you, he found you raking your eyes over other stuffies. You both were buying one for Wanda, her birthday was coming soon after all.
Those were beautiful too. Soft and fluffy and everything he could ever want. But he didn't need those. His whole playroom was filled with those kinds of bears, unicorns, other animals, double-sided emotion stuffie, etcetera. But nothing compared to the giant bear.
If only he could slip away, even for a second. To just go and look at the bear more closely. Before he could try anything, you both were moving. Wanda's gift already in the cart. His eyes widened.
He didn't wanna be any further away from the bear!
His bottom lip wobbled. He glanced at you with wide eyes, then back at the bear. Oh! If only he had the courage to ask you for the stuffie.
With so many thoughts going on inside his head, he didn't realize that he had actually stopped walking. Or that, you had been calling out to him.
"Huh?" He said, coming out from his head when you gently shook his shoulders.
"Where did you go buby(bub-y)? What happened?" You asked him with concerned eyes. He never got lost like this, except when he has bad nightmares. But he hadn't had any nightmares for quite some time. The regressing and the new therapist had really helped.
"Nuh-uh, mama. Nuffin' " The quick shaking of his head and adverting of his eyes gave his lie away. That was one thing about him. Even though he was an expert at lying when in his big mindset, he couldn't lie properly in his little mindset to save his life. He would always shake his head and repeat words.
Then, involuntarily, the pupils of his eyes moved to sneak a glance at the bear. He looked back at you not even a second later. But, that small movement, was enough for you to know what was the thing that had stolen his attention.
"Bub. Did something catch your attention?" You prompted, wanting him to answer instead of you just assuming. You had been working on this for quite a while. He was afraid of asking you for things. Even if they were as small as wanting to wear something other than what you had selected.
He looked at you earnestly and audibly gulped. "I... no... I mean... I don't...". He trailed off. His breathing became a little heavy.
"Hey. It's ok bub. It's ok. Just take a deep breath. Ok. Great. You're doing great. Ya just like that. Once more." You reassured him and helped him check his breathing. Then tried to approach the subject of the bear more directly.
"It's ok bub. Now, I need you to tell me the truth and not lie. Ok? I promise I won't be mad. But, did you like that stuffy over there?" You pointed at it to make sure he understood which one you were talking about.
Oh no, he thought. You knew. NO no no no no. You were gonna be so mad now.
He nodded briefly. Just a slight movement of his head. So subtle that you would have missed it if it weren't for you looking at him. He gulped again.
"Ok. That's fine. Do you wanna go check it out?" 
At this, he lifted his head up so fast, that you actually had to stabilize him, making you chuckle at his eagerness. “We- we can? C- can we? Please? I- I’ll be a good boy. Jus’ wanna see it. Not gonna touch. Promise. A- An’ ea’(eat) all veggies. Promise. Please, mama.” 
You weren’t mad, so he was gonna make the most of it. Even if ‘most’ means just seeing the teddy closer. 
And see it closer he did. His hands were itching to touch it, feel the softness under his palms, but he knew better than to push his luck.
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After checking out of the store, he was helping you load the things into the back. More like making sure Wanda’s stuffie doesn’t get lodged in there, but yeah, helping. You made sure that everything was in place and that bucky was buckled in before instructing him to stay there and wait for you. 
Though curious, he busied himself with the ice cream you had bought for him as a reward for being good. 
5 minutes passed...
then 10...
then 15... 
He was starting to get antsy when someone knocked at the car window. It was you. He opened the gate and his jaw might have fallen off his skull and onto the pavement with how wide it was open. There you were standing with the teddy in your hands and a wide smile on your face. 
His eyes watered and he ran into your open arms, sniffling. A string of ‘thank you’ s and ‘you thee best’ s falling from his mouth. You wiped his face with the sleeves of your shirt. 
“Did you like it? you asked.
“Yes, mama. Thank you so much.”
“Anything for you baby. C’mon, get in the car. We’ll open it once we get home. Okay?”
“Okay, mama”. He smiled and practically ran into the car, bouncing in his seat. 
He was gonna have so much fun with it and couldn’t wait to reach home.
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thegreenmetblue · 9 months
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little peter wanting kisses got me thinking🥴🥴
what if peter is having a playdate with little bucky? and bucky hurts his knee while they are playing and cries a little. but he soon cheers up once tony cleans the wound and puts a bandaid on top.
“dada kiss bucky?”
“uhm-”
“dada kiss bucky! kissy make better!”
“bucky’s not my little, baby-”
peter has a very hard time understanding that there are boundaries when it comes to kissing🥺🥺 he just wants to spread the looooove!!💗💗💗💗 - @professional-benaddict
HSKSLSBSK MMPF 🥺🥺😭😭💖
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THE WAY PETER WILL STOMP FEET AND BE ANGRY AR HIS DADDY just for a minute BECAUSE TONY WONT KISS BUCKY FOR HIS HITCHIE 🥺🥺
i love little!bucky with little!peter smmm 😭
“Dada’s mean ‘cky, but i can give you the healie kissie if you want. dada showed me how to do! but kissie won’t be as healie as dada’s ‘cause he’s the beeeest.”
im sooooft 😭😭😭🥺🥺
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spider-kids-agere · 2 years
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Random Marvel Agere Headcannons no one asked for but I am providing
(Headcannons for regressor Loki, Bucky, and Tony based off of this art)
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Loki
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𐐪𐑂 He definitely regresses to an older age probably around 13 ish
𐐪𐑂 Likes to play video games like Skyrim, Minecraft, or Animal Crossing
𐐪𐑂 Watches other regressors and acts as a big sib to them
𐐪𐑂 Is usually responsible when watching the younger regressors but will be down to prank someone or cause a little chaos
𐐪𐑂 Has been caught many times trying to sneak extra candy and snacks for himself and the others
𐐪𐑂 Only trusts his close friends and family with his regression. Specifically likes it when his brother Thor watches him
𐐪𐑂 Misses his mom and can get really upset when regressed
𐐪𐑂 Is very mischievous and can be a lot to handle but once you give him a video game he is good
𐐪𐑂 Is also a snake regressor and will actually just turn into a snake
𐐪𐑂 Will try and cause a mutiny of the caregivers so he can rule over the other regressors 
𐐪𐑂 Will lie and say he hates stuffed animals but definitely cannot sleep with out at least one
Tony
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𐐪𐑂 Regresses to around 5 years old
𐐪𐑂 He loves legos. Legos are his favorite activity when regressed
𐐪𐑂 He also likes to play pretend and is very active
𐐪𐑂 He loves to go to the park and play on the playground
𐐪𐑂 Has a small blanket that he carries everywhere with him
𐐪𐑂 Loves playing with Dum-E and JARVIS
𐐪𐑂 Wears his own merch (specifically a iron man hoodie) 
𐐪𐑂 Loves his caregiver (whether that be Steve, Natasha, or Bruce) and absolutely loves making things for them
𐐪𐑂 Kind of spoiled as no one can resist Tony’s puppy dog eyes
𐐪𐑂 Has maybe one or two stuffed animals that he has to sleep with every night
𐐪𐑂 Likes to drink out of a sippy cup and loves apple juice
𐐪𐑂 While he would never admit it he really looks up to Steve and has a bunch of Captain America things
Bucky
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𐐪𐑂 Toddler regressor no doubt probably around 2-4
𐐪𐑂 Sleepy baby. Loves to take naps
𐐪𐑂 Baby blue everything! If it’s baby blue he wants it
𐐪𐑂 Wants to be carried everywhere and will refuse to go anywhere if not carried
𐐪𐑂 Bucky is most likely a vent regressor which means he can be very grumpy and can get upset really easily
𐐪𐑂 When not upset though he is the most cuddly of regressors. He will cling to his caregiver like there is no tomorrow
𐐪𐑂 He really likes to watch Loki play video games and likes to watch kids cartoons
𐐪𐑂 He is mostly non-verbal. Will blow raspberries at Sam though
𐐪𐑂 Not very fussy and will listen to his caregivers without causing a problem
𐐪𐑂 Has to have a night light or else he can not sleep
𐐪𐑂 Has a little Captain America themed pacifier that he cannot sleep without
𐐪𐑂 Has tried to put his hand in someone’s mouth before
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winterspiderpurrs · 1 year
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This one is for you @professional-benaddict
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Little Peter with the help of Stephen making a Christmas stocking for Bucky but really it's for Alpine( after Bucky names her). The new kitty Steve got Bucky for Christmas that is top secret.
Peter found out on accident and originally thought the kitty was for him cause it was being temporarily stored at their house. Of course the break down fit he had when he realized it wasn't his. But maybe Tony and Stephen talked with him and told him he could visit the kitty when he visits Bucky.
And that's how he ended up making the stocking.
" The pretty kitty has to have a stocking too Daddy! It's Christmas. She needs presents!"
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buckybabieboy · 2 years
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Hello author! Hope you are doing good. Can I request something kinda hurt/comfort?
Like Bucky accidentally (not the bratty kind. actually accident) breaks one of your rules and expects the worse. But you see that it wasn't intentional and encourage him to use his safe word so that he knows that he can pull his consent anytime. Just comforting him after this.
Still My Good Boy<3
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⚠️TW: little!bucky, dom!fem!reader, mommy/mama kink, crying.
☁️Summary: Bucky sneaks out the room past bedtime because he left his fav stuffie in the living room. He breaks a vase while doing so, and he expects the worst punishment from you. You remind him that accidents happen and that he’s still your good boy. <3
📝A/N: Thanks for the request babie! I’ve actually read some of your fics before and I absolutely adore them. I hope you like this one :)
Link to the mentioned stuffie: https://www.walmart.com/ip/Looney-Tunes-Animal-Adventure-19-Bugs-Bunny-Plush-Toy/121652361
“Oh, it’s 10 o’clock already! Time for bed, bubba.” You say, and Bucky runs to the bedroom and into bed.
“Good night, mama.” Bucky whispers with a soft smile as you tuck him into bed.
“Good night, baby.”
You kiss him on the head before turning off the light and heading back to the living room to do some important computer work. You turn on a show on Netflix as you work.
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For some reason, Bucky just can’t seem to get comfortable. He’s gotten used to sleeping without you some nights, so that couldn’t be the problem. What could it be? Oh, his stuffie is missing!
Bucky sits up and feels around the bed with his hands, trying to find his Bugs Bunny stuffie.
“Can’t sleep without my stuffie…” he mumbled to himself, turning on his night light. He searched under his blankets, his drawer, and even under the bed! But Bugs was nowhere to be found, and that made Bucky very scared. That means that he left it in the living room, and he wasn’t supposed to get up after bedtime unless he had to use the bathroom or there was an emergency and needed mommy’s help.
Bucky really didn’t want to make you angry. You were his mommy, and he never wants to disappoint his mommy. He gets back under the covers with a sigh, trying to fall back asleep. When that doesn’t work, he tiptoes towards the door to hear what you were doing. When he heard the theme song to ‘Friends’, he opens the door quietly and crawls out of the room and into the living room.
The kitchen and living room lights were off, your laptop and the TV were the only light illuminating the area. Bucky crawled slowly, trying to find his Bugs Bunny. He peered from behind the side table, hoping that you wouldn’t see him.
Your eyes stayed concentrated on your laptop screen, only looking up when something humorous happened in your show. Bucky took advantage of this, and began to crawl behind the arm of the couch.
There it was! His Bugs Bunny stuffie was propped up on the other side of the couch, on the opposite side of you. He could grab him and go back to bed like nothing happened!
Bucky scooted closer and reached to grab his stuffie. When he finally got it, his vibranium arm bumped into the vase on top of the side table, making a loud crashing sound.
You immediately jolted out of your seat and ran to turn on some lights. You were surprised to see Bucky cowering in the corner of the living room, hiding his face as he sobs. There are ceramic shards across from him on the floor, which explains the loud noise.
“James… what did you do? Why are you up at this time of night?” You called him by his first name, so he knew you very disappointed in him. He just wanted his stuffie!
“M s-sorry mama! Left my Bugs Bunny out here like a dummy and you’re not sleeping with me so I need him!” Bucky cried.
“Please don’t punish me mommy, just wanted my stuffie!”
You crawl on the floor next to him, making sure not to step on the ceramic pieces on the floor, and put your hand on his shoulder.
“Look at me, bubba.” You whisper softly, knowing that loud noises terrify him when he’s in subspace. He looks up at you slowly, his puppy dog eyes meeting yours.
“I’m not gonna punish you, baby. I know it was just an accident.”
Bucky continues to sob into your chest.
“You can use your safeword anytime you want. If you’re scared I’m gonna punish you too hard, if you’re uncomfortable… anytime you need, baby.”
You feel him nod his head in response. Your soft coos soothe him, and he nuzzles closer into your chest.
“Sorry about your vase, mama. Sorry I’m not your good boy anymore…” Bucky whimpers.
“It’s okay baby, accidents happen. Still my good boy…” You coo as you stroke his hair.
His soft whimpers continue as he hides in your chest. It’s around 11:00 pm now, way past bedtime. You might as well clean up the mess tomorrow. You nudge him off you softly and get up, and Bucky whines from not feeling your warmth.
“Up up, baby. Let’s go night-night.” You say and make grabby hands down at him. He takes them and follows you into the bedroom. You both get in the bed, and he nuzzled into your chest again, sighing in content at the feeling of your warmth. He finally has his stuffie, so it shouldn’t be hard for him to sleep now.
“Love you, mama..” you hear Bucky say in barely a whisper.
“Love you more, baby boy.” You kiss him on the cheek, and you drift away to sleep with your baby in your arms.
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headcanon that little Bucky gets phantom pains in his arm and his caregiver (Steve/Sam/reader idk who) has to hold him, take the prosthesis off for a while, and just try to distract him. Maybe they put some sort of calming balm on it just to relax the nerves and make it easier for him to get through it.
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marvelfanfics1 · 1 year
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hi! do you write for little!bucky?
Hi! Yes I do! I also write for little!Peter, little!Steve rogers, little!stucky, and little!Loki ☺️
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wildgirllz · 2 years
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Please give me Bucky requests!! I love writing sub!bucky the most. I’m fine with subspace or little space with either reader or bucky. All genres excepted!!
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My nephew until the age of 6 used to say " your my bestest friend" too cute.
And then I thought.....
Lil Peter playing with another Lil ( bucky?) And maybe Bucky is shy cause he doesn't get to hang out with other Lil maybe too many are scared of his big muscles and metal arm. But maybe babysitter canceled and Tony asks Steve watch Peter.
And Peter has deemed Bucky his new bestest friend. And Steve gets all emotional cause that's something Bucky is missing?
oHh your nephew is the cutest😭💗 thank you sm for sharing and i hope you like how this turned out!!💓💓
Daddy Steve, Little Bucky, mentioned Daddies Stephen and Tony, Little Peter, Littles Are Known, arm prosthetics, people judging, Bucky feeling lonely, Peter heals all, fluff
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“You have a metal arm?”
Steve and Bucky have heard that question dozens of times. While Steve tries hard not to sigh out of frustration, Bucky shrinks back and hides his left arm as much as possible behind his back.
But, then the boy in front of them speaks up again.
“That’s so cool!”
Well, that’s new.
Steve has been friends with Stephen and Tony for a long time now, so he of course said yes to watching their Little, Peter, for the day. Steve, Stephen and Tony happen to all be Daddies as well, so they have that in common. But, that doesn’t mean that Little Peter and Little Bucky have hung out together much.
Since Bucky’s accident and losing his left arm, the boy has changed. Steve never knew he could be so resilient and handle an amputation and prosthetic arm so well, but Bucky pulled through like a champ. And he continues to do so everyday. But, one thing Steve cannot control, is how people react to Bucky and his metal arm.
Most of the time, it is not a good reaction, and so Bucky is obviously hurt and pulls away. However, some people have been kinder, but by then, Bucky has become too scarred and too hurt to trust them again.
Perhaps, just perhaps, Peter is an exception. The boy is incredibly sweet and well-mannered, which is proof of Stephen and Tony’s excellent caregiving. Maybe, they should have introduced them earlier.
“You think?” Bucky asks quietly, looking at Peter shyly through his eyelashes.
“Yeah, it’s so cool! Can I see it?”
Bucky looks up at his Daddy then, his face a mix of surprise and uncertainty. There is a hint of excitement in his eyes.
“It’s okay, Buck.” Steve reassures, so Bucky steps closer to Peter and shows his metal arm.
“Woah! Is it heavy?” Peter asks in awe. “It’s not cold! How is it not cold?” He wonders aloud after touching the boy’s forearm gently.
“It gets warm when I wear it.”
“You can take it off? That’s- that’s so cool!”
Peter has said that a bunch already, but each time he does, Bucky laughs with a smile.
“Can we go play in your room?”
“Y-yeah.” Bucky says, leading Peter to his room.
An hour or so later, Steve walks quietly to the bottom of the stairs in the house. Bucky’s room is upstairs, the first door to the right, and door is open so that Steve can eavesdrop. Just a little bit.
Peter and Bucky are in full swing playing with legos. Bucky sounds happy and laughs many times. Then, he hears Peter ask something.
“Bucky, you wanna be friends?”
“F-friends?”
Steve can just about hear Bucky’s heart fluttering from where he is standing.
“No, not just friends. Bestest friends!”
“Bestest friends?”
“Yeah! We’ll be bestest friends.”
“O-okay.”
Steve could just about cry.
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