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teachingoutsidethebinary · 7 years

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Father’s Day

Summary: Bucky Barnes is absolutely horrified when his four-year old daughter tells him she's getting married. When he tries to figure out what the heck is going on, he gets the best surprise of his life.

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Readers, OFC Becca Barnes

Warnings: Insane amount of fluff

A/N: So, this is super, ridiculously fluffy, but it’s Father’s Day and Bucky, not I’m not apologizing :P As always, thanks for reading!

Check out the other two stories with these characters!

Mother’s Day She Gets It From You

Bucky Barnes had no idea what time it was, but he knew it was way too early for a pair of blue eyes to be staring him in the face.

“Becca, go back to bed,” he mumbled, pulling the covers over his head. He felt the bed dip as his daughter climbed up and cuddled against Bucky’s blanketed form. A small hand stroked the top of his head, and he couldn’t help but smile. He pulled the covers off and greeted his little girl.

“Hi sweetheart,” he whispered, trying not to wake you. “What are you wearing that for?”

Becca was decked out in her “fancy” clothes as she liked to call them. She wore a nice pair of black leggings and a neon blue shirt. A pinstripe suit-vest covered her shirt, and she wore one of Bucky’s navy ties around her neck. A fluffy purple tutu completed the ensemble.

“I need you,” she whispered back. “Please?”

“What could you possibly need at-” He paused and looked at the digital clock beside his bed. “At 6:55 in the morning?”

“I’m getting married!” she exclaimed. “C’mon, daddy!” With no further explanation, she hopped off the bed and ran out of your room. Bucky stared after her with his mouth hanging open.

“What did she want?” you asked from under your pillow.

“She’s...she said she’s getting married,” Bucky finally managed to get out.

“She’s what?!” you yelped, bolting up. You and Bucky quickly pulled off the covers and hurried after Becca.

You both gasped once you entered the living room. Gold and blue paper streamers were messily taped up on all four walls. They were mostly Becca height except the areas where she managed to stand on the couch. Very tiny balloons were wrapped around the TV stand, coffee table, and doorknob. She pushed the coffee table to one side of the room and strategically placed her stuffed animals in two sections on the floor as the audience. A line of pillows separated her stuffed animals to create an aisle. Becca stood in front of your TV with her favorite Bucky Bear stuffed toy that Steve had gotten her for Christmas two years ago.

“Honey, what are you doing?” you asked carefully.

“I’m gettin’ married to Bucky Bear!” Becca announced enthusiastically. She ran over and pulled you both to the front row of her wedding party. You were both completely shell-shocked. Sure, Becca had seen weddings in the movies, but you had no idea she wanted to put one on in real life.

“Ladies and gentleman, teddy bears and stuffed dogs, thank you for coming to my wedding,” Becca said, taking on a serious tone. She cleared her throat and looked to Bucky Bear.

“Do you, Bucky Bear,” she began with a deep voice, “take Becca, the funniest and prettiest girl, to be your wife?”

Becca scooted behind her stuffed toy. “I do!” she replied in a squeaky voice.

She moved back to the center and deepened her voice again. “And do you, Becca, take Bucky Bear, the bestest bear in the whole wide world, to be your husband?”

She moved to the empty space she once occupied. “I do,” she confirmed in her normal voice.

Becca took a deep breath and moved to the center one last time. “And, now, for the most important part of the wedding…”

“Oh god, the kiss,” Bucky groaned. You hushed him and poked his side, but he couldn’t help it. Pretend weddings he could deal with. Seeing his four year old kiss her stuffed animal “husband”? That he was not prepared for, especially before 7am on a Sunday.

“No, silly!” Becca interrupted in her regular voice. “The dance!”

Bucky blinked his eyes slowly. “The dance?” he repeated. “What dance?”

“The daddy-daughter dance!” She walked up to Bucky and held out her hands. “Will you please dance with me?”

Bucky stared up at his daughter from the seat on the ground. “You...you want to dance with me?”

Becca nodded and yanked on his hand. Bucky slowly stood up as if he was in a dream and let his daughter guide him to an empty space on the floor. She took his left hand in hers and wrapped her arm around his back. Well, it was more like his thighs with her height. Bucky reached his right hand down and gently placed it on her shoulder.

Bucky heard the soft tinkling of a music box playing, and he immediately knew which song Becca had chosen.

I’ll never settle down,

That’s what I always thought

Your wedding song.

Yeah, I was that kind of man,

Just ask anyone

Becca began leading the dance, swaying her tiny body side to side as the song played. She hummed along just like she had heard you do a thousand times before. She looked so serious, and she concentrated on every step she took.

“1,2,3,” she whispered to herself as she shuffled her feet.

I don’t dance, but here I am

Spinning you around and around in circles

It ain’t my style, but I don’t care

I’d do anything with you anywhere

Bucky looked over and saw you standing in the doorway with your phone out and recording, a mischievous smile on your face. He knew in that moment that you had helped Becca plan the entire thing. He shook his head and smirked at you when you made eye contact. He imagined how ridiculous he and Becca looked dancing in the middle of the living room. She was absolutely adorable in her fancy clothes, while his messy hair complimented his bare chest and worn grey sweats.

But he didn’t care at all. He didn’t care because Becca had chosen this dance as the most important part of her “wedding”.

She had chosen him.

Love’s never come my way,

I’ve never been this far

'Cause you took these two left feet

And waltzed away with my heart

Bucky never imagined he would ever get married, much less have a baby. But you stuck with him even in his darkest times. You broke down his walls and showed him what it was like to feel loved again.

When you had first told him you were pregnant, he had been terrified. He was convinced he would be a horrible father after everything he had been through. But once he held Becca in his arms, his heart practically stopped beating. She was so beautiful, and so tiny. Even when she was a baby, she would only stop crying if she was in Bucky’s arms. It made for a lot of sleepless nights, but it was so, so worth it to him.

No, I don’t dance, but here I am

Spinning you around and around in circles

On the word “spinning”, Bucky picked Becca up and whirled her around. She giggled hysterically and hugged Bucky. He continued to dance with his daughter in his arms.

“It ain’t my style,” he sang to her, “but I don’t care. I’d do anything with you anywhere. Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl. 'Cause, I don’t dance.”

Becca smiled and looked at Bucky with the adoration of a little girl who truly loved her father. Bucky dipped her low to the floor and pulled her back up again, causing her to squeal in delight.

“Again, daddy!” she begged. He did it two more times and then paused as the music began to slowly fade out.

Bucky softly sang the last few lines of the song. “Yeah, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl. 'Cause, I don’t dance.” He continued to move back and forth across the living room as the song finally ended.

“Did you like your present, daddy?” Becca asked shyly.

Bucky pulled back and gave Becca a kiss on her forehead. “I loved it, sweetheart. Thank you so much.”

Becca cupped her hands around Bucky’s cheeks and kissed his right cheek, left cheek, nose, and then forehead. She squished their noses together until their foreheads touched.

“Happy Father’s Day, daddy. I love you.”

A/N: The song is “I Don’t Dance” by Lee Brice

TAGS: @buckyappreciationsociety @iamwarrenspeace @melconnor2007 @theassetseyeliner @almondbuttercup @purplekitten30 @rednamrahc @fuckkoffcourtney @bovaria @buckyywiththegoodhair @hellomissmabel

If I tagged you, but I don’t normally, this is the only fic I’ll tag you on unless you tell me otherwise :)

#james bucky barnes #bucky fic #bucky x reader #so much fluff #dad!bucky #Bucky Barnes feels #father's day #Bucky Barnes #fluffy bucky

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estherroberts · 7 years

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affection

part of advanced PLACEMENT: an ars PARADOXICA high school au about a gang of queer teen nerds, by @estherroberts , @podcastmecaptain, and @lizzieraindrops

all three of the aformentioned dorks are equally responsible for the hijinks found in this post.

click here for the au masterpost | track #ars placement for updates!

ALSO: things aren’t always showing up in the tags, so your most reliable bet is the aforementioned masterpost.

golly gosh are sally and anthony SO affectionate??

they are so cuddly and touchy all the god damn time, they get accused of being a couple Constantly because of this

bear hugs, shoulder rides, endless friendly casual arm grabs and hand touches

anthony sometimes straightens sally’s glasses on her face for her

once anthony hits his growth spurt and gets Tol, sally’s just like MORE TO HUG!! and does her best to squish the air out of him even though her arms hardly go all the way around anymore

he squeaks

she used to call him The Squeaky Toy

he was extremely miffed

she makes a point of standing on tiptoe to ruffle his hair

or to do anything to him, really

tippie toe to argue

tippie toe to hug

tippie toe for serious conversations

tippie toe to shove a cookie in his mouth to shut him up

she shoves a lot of cookies in his mouth

when they sit on the couch together sally leans on him completely

just

flop

helen has her head in his lap at the same time and anthony’s just like :D

he’s just so delighted to be surrounded by and buried in his favorite people

he’ll lean back and get this big stupid smile and stop talking because he’s just overflowing with this settled quiet joy

anthony is not used to saying i love you, he’s not sure when it’s okay to start doing that, platonically or not, but once he figured out it’s chill he won’t STOP

sally is very casual about it and puts a lot of energy into it

helen says it less often but with far heavier meaning in her tone

helen is more likely to initiate affectionate contact with anthony than he is, he’s still pretty in awe of her and sometimes forgets that that’s a thing he’s allowed to do

(he also was not raised in an affectionate place so every time he’s like! oh! oh my god? wow. wow.)

soft cheek caresses, gently stroking a hand across his shoulders and massaging his back with her thumb, clasping the back of his neck, gathering him into a loving embrace with both arms

she jokingly smacks him on the chest whenever she remembers that he has more tits than she does

(she jokingly got him a bra for christmas and he almost dropped it in the fireplace)

sometimes she brushes his shoulders and smiles at him and says

“i’m not lovingly caressing you, i’m cleaning off all your dust, you old book”

“aha.”

“now i’m lovingly caressing you.”

“aha.”

anthony literally melts every time helen does any of these

every time she kisses him he’s pretty sure he dies and is reborn

every time he SEES her he’s pretty sure he IS dead and gone to whatever is upstairs

sometimes anthony lays a hand gently on helen’s shoulder and she just smiles at him and leans into the touch

he’ll do her nails for her too

and make her ginger tea with lemon and honey before her performances

if he’s retreating into himself or his work she’ll confront him about it. that’s a form of caring too

he forgets that matters

he was hyper focused on a mostly unimportant paper once and she shoved ice cubes down his shirtfront

nothing to wake you up into noticing you’re unhealthily fixated like frozen tiddies

lots more under the readmore!

anthony is very tol and excellent for leaning on and helen takes full advantage of that fact

she’ll tuck her head under his chin and smile up at him

once in awhile, quentin leans on him, too. he and anthony go way back and they’ve both found themselves in the middle of this lovely mess of an affectionate squad, so hey why not cuddle a bit while helen and june are off having gal pal time

there’s a lot of reading with heads on shoulders, or hand holding between chairs

most people don’t Get quentin and june. he’s so chill and she’s so not. but they have a mostly inscrutable understanding.

quentin’s one of the few people permitted to make casual physical contact with her without getting their arm ripped off. in fact, june is 50% less likely to rip any arms off when he’s around. she’s not any less toothy, but a little less snarly.

quentin shows affection by interest in what you’re doing and by giving you food

june gets the world’s best protein shakes off of him

june occasionally LITERALLY tugs on pigtails to show affection

one time jack actually got her to laugh and she smacked his arm at 45% strength while cackling and he bruised

she makes faces at her friends from across the room and if they make faces back she smiles really big and happy

and it’s honestly so pure? who knew this is what it took

jack, bridget, and sally are the only ones esther feels 100% comfy with 98% of the time

jack wins because he’s known her the longest and she has the most dirt on him

bridget wins because she’s esther’s Person

it takes them a little bit to feel like they can be publicly affectionate with each other

but they are starting to now

they do little things, like chin grabs and cheek kisses and tucking each other’s hair behind their ears and it’s all soft and gentle and tentative, and

gosh, holding hands, they hold hands everywhere

and they say “i love you” as a hello and a goodbye and sometimes a lot in the middle too

and lastly, sally wins bc she’s floppy and her hugs are Safe and Protective and Good

one time anthony bear hugged esther and it was out of nowhere and it freaked her out, now he asks before hugging her every single time

and his feelings don’t get hurt when she says no, but it makes her happy that he asks so she doesn’t say no often

everyone else started asking after that too

sometimes helen forgets but she’s soft so esther’s ok with it

helen is Softe and hugging her is like snuggling a dove

june and helen put their legs on each other all the time and blow kisses at each other constantly

they make a really big deal about catching the airborne kisses and will occasionally pretend to drop the kiss for comedic relief

june ‘threw it’ in a blender once and turned it on, helen was so mock upset that june immediately tackle hugged her and peppered her in kisses until helen forgave her

they have a long standing tradition of drinking tea every sunday, complete with shit-talking and downton abbey reruns

after they start dating these sundays also involve lots of kissing, and way more cuddling

bridget plays with everyone in the gang’s hands while she talks to them

some people are more receptive to it than others

she doesn’t let this stop her

she also loves holding hands with everyone

(but especially esther)

she leaves books for people as her way of saying i care about this and i care about you, so have it

she writes personalized inscriptions in all of them

jack high fives everyone but sally the hardest and esther with the most accuracy

oh and ESTHER AND JACK DID BALLROOM LESSONS WHEN THEY WERE LITTLE

aND THEY WANTED TO BE PARTNERS SO THEY WHINED UNTIL THE TEACHERS LET JACK LEAD

sometimes they still bust out routines

(like the salsa dancing from earlier)

(for helen and june’s anniversary june took swing lessons from them and took helen out dancing at a jazz club and it was the best thing ever)

one time tiny sally somehow ballroom dips giant anthony

and then helen’s like, sally that was hilarious and good but This is how u do it

and dips him in a full circle before bringing him back up and kissing him on the lips

THE GROUP CHATS

THE TEXTS ARE GOLD

someone will whisper half an inside joke to someone in a class and you’ll hear a forehead hit a desk

the group chat with everyone in it had its title recently changed to

“softe”

because esther is an asshole

jack private messaged her yelling and she was laughing too hard to reply

quentin, somewhere in the distance, touches his fingers lightly to his lips and looks off toward the horizon

bless his heart.

previously it was called The Bin of Stim & Sin

the girlfriends have their own chat called

HAROLD,

a positive outcome of the esther and bridget and june kissing fiasco (and the “oh god you babies let me help you with your hair” that followed)

it’s a no play day in orchestra and esther is tired and rests her head on june’s shoulder

and june is like, !!!! internally bc, it’s esther and she doesn’t Do shit like this

and june is both honored and a little protective over her

and their fierce viola rivalry is only for fun after that

all of the girls in the gang celebrate galentine’s day by all going out to dinner together

one of the guys, probably jack, complains that it’s unfair that esther and bridget get to spend the 13th AND the 14th together

all of the girls yell at him at once and he never says anything about it again

penny links arms with whoever she walks next to

it gets ridiculous and the gang takes up the whole hallway when they all get in a chain

it’s like that scene from mean girls. eventually someone in the chain makes this connection (june) and someone gets dunked into a trash can (sally)

esther and anthony check each other’s math and draw little shitty stickmen doing weird things on each other’s notes

penny loves feather light touches, light pecks and butterfly kisses, and touching noses

penny’s also very huggy with jack especially

they’re that couple that always has their arms around each other and it’s not even weird they’re honestly just adorable

jack kisses her eyelids and she blushes

she pinches his butt when walking by and doodles absently on his arms

jack gets his hair ruffled by everyone

he complains but it makes him happy

he’s a Shaggy Boy

when he starts getting a little bit of stubble he’s so excited and everyone is so excited for him that they all touch it

quentin braids and unbraids june’s hair lots and it seems to soothe both of them

once sally gets comfortable around someone she kind of. forgets that personal space is a thing, sometimes. she pretty much reaches this comfort level with all of the gang and kind of makes it her mission to make sure nobody is touch-starved

she always backs off and doesn’t take offense when she inevitably oversteps and gets told off tho

she just loves her friends so much and her love pours out through her hands and her arms and her whole body

sometimes someone really needs it though. and she’ll get a Look on her face and open her floodgates of hugging.

actually everyone gets really cuddly when someone’s upset, or in the aftermath. whenever the person is comfortable The Hugs Are Broughteth

everyone stims way more around the ones they’re most comfortable with too

there’s a lab somewhere in the science department where the science part of the gang is theoretically working on projects and stuff, but all of the gang ends up there working on whatever homework or just hanging out

there’s definitely an old but comfy couch there

its worn and green and affectionately referred to as The Log

sometimes they work Too Hard and end up on the couch

there are always fluffy blankets and at least one heavy blanket thrown over the back or arms of the couch

and a couple of squishy pillows

jack and esther end up curling up there next to each other like two sleepy peas in a pod

sally frequently perches on the back of the couch because if she fits, she sits

(she has gotten stuck in high cabinets more than once because of this and had to yell for help from anthony, or june, if she’s around)

(june laughs at her for a long time first)

(anthony is very delicate about it but he’s suppressing chortling)

sometimes sally flops sprawled over the Entire back of the couch and takes up as much space as possible with her tiny body

quentin curls up in one corner of the couch and takes a fuckin well deserved nap with his feet on anthony

who sprawls on the middle cushion of the couch with his long legs sticking way out onto the floor

sally’s arm flops onto him from where she’s passed out on the back of the couch

they’re a big sleepy sciencey pile

one time the girlfriend gang finds them like this

“june! my phone!” helen hisses

june hands it to her so she can snap a photo of the science cuddle pile

(she carries helen’s stuff for her on days that she doesn’t have pockets)

(helen has no earthly attachments and june has a really big purse)

helen and june then squeeze onto the couch between anthony and quentin and cuddle them as well as each other

quentin usually wriggles around a lot during this process and anthony has to pretend he’s not getting his crotch a little bit stomped on

his eye twitches a lot tho

bridget and penny grab some of the pillows and sit on the floor next to the couch together leaning against jack and esther’s legs

esther cups a hand around bridget’s cheek

jack drums his fingers on penny’s scalp, or taps her headband

helen runs a hand through sally’s hair fondly and she mumbles something in her sleep

helen rubs her head till she goes quiet again

she’ll nuzzle someone in her sleep and koala hug whoever is closest

it’s usually anthony

helen sometimes sings quietly until everyone passes out

the teachers have learned not to disturb them.

one of june’s other methods of showing affection is fucking someone up if they so much as prod those she cares about.

she is not afraid of suspension.

also, helen will be very. very. disappointed in you.

they all go quiet and soft eventually

time to sleep

#ars placement #ars paradoxica #sally grissom #esther roberts #anthony partridge #helen partridge #june barlowe #jack wyatt #bridget chambers #quentin barlowe #penny wise #podcastmecaptain #lizzieraindrops #high school au #modern au #THIS IS MY FAVORITE ONE SO FAR #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #my KIDS

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