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The ducky towel!! I've always pictured bucky as a girl dad, he'd be so sweet to them and spoil them and they'd adore him! And the magnet fish on the arm, of course!
baby bath time. [blurb.]
event masterlists: nyx’s half, eun’s half
summary: Bucky gives his sweet little girl her bath before bedtime.
featured from the Barnes family: Bucky Barnes (dad), Becca Barnes (3-year-old daughter)
warnings: Nothing but some silly bathtime fun
an: Thank you for reading this fun little peace from the “aww, avengers” kid fic collection. I hope you enjoy it! As always reblogs are deeply appreciated as that is how our blogs grow.
Bucky carries Becca into the bathroom and sets her down on the rug while he turns on the tap. He tests the water on his wrist making sure that it’s not too hot, and not too cold before he stops up the drain and gently sets his toddler in the water.
“Daddy! Duckies!” Becca reaches for the toys, hanging in the mesh bag by the spicket.
“Okay, okay little one, it’s coming.” He dumps Becca’s toys into the water and smiles as she squeals and grabs her ducks.
“Quack! Quack!” She waves the yellow duck in the air and drops it laughing like a maniac as the water gently splashes up on her belly.
Bucky can’t help but smile at her antics, “That’s right, my little duck. Ducks say, quack quack.”
He gently covers her forehead and uses a cup to wet her hair before massaging some sweet-smelling soap into her scalp. He then tips her back and gently rinses the soap from her hair. Becca squirms a bit as the soap is rinsed clear.
“I know, I know little duck, almost done. We just must wash you clean, then you can play with your tub toys until bedtime.”
Bucky pours a little more soap onto a washcloth and gently makes sure that Becca is scrubbed clean. He then uses the cup to make sure all the soap is rinsed from her skin so that she won’t get irritated.
Becca sits up and grabs her fishing pole that’s floating in the water and looks around for the fish, she smiles when she spots the orange clownfish floating down at the end of the tub. She uses the end of the pole and the magnet clicks to the fish, she squeals and waves the pole around, the fish swinging wildly, “Daddy, look! I did it!” She pulls the fish off the pole and sticks it to her dad’s arm, giggling as it sticks to his metal bicep, “Daddy! Fishy kisses!”
Bucky looks down at the fish sticking out from his vibranium arm and starts to laugh, “You got me, little duck.” He kisses her head softly and plays with her, catching the fish and letting her stick them to his arm until the water cools.
He drains the tub while Becca puts all her toys back in her mesh bag. He lifts her out of the tub and wraps her in her ducky towel, the hood with the duck bill sitting a little crooked on her head. He dries her off and helps her into her pajamas, “Love you so much, little duck. Now let’s pick a story for bed.”
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I loved all of these! ❤️💕
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eun's half of her kid fic event with nyx (@starksbabie)!
find nyx's half of the collection here!
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blurbs.
one boy's hero | dad!sam wilson and son!riley wilson | riley's dad is his biggest hero, in every way imaginable.
little miracle | dad!bruce banner, son!owen banner, and mom!grace banner | after years of tireless research, bruce is finally given the one thing he thought he'd never have.
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I love seeing this man who has the potential to be a raging, well hulk, be the most gentle with a fragile little baby ❤️
｡･*･ little miracle. [blurb.] ･*･ﾟ
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event masterlists | nyx's half, eun's half
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summary | after years of tireless research, bruce is finally given the one thing he thought he'd never have.
featured from the banner family | bruce banner (dad), owen banner (newborn son), grace banner (mom)
warnings | none! just soft and sweet! but,, , this did make me want a baby :'-)
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an | bruce is such a softie to me, so so soft so the thought of him with a teeny tiny little baby makes me just a little :''-) also! this is the ending i always wanted for him, he would make such a wonderful dad and i love imagining how unbelievably thankful he'd be to have a child with no hulk genes in sight <3 this is also my first time writing bruce!! i hope i did okay!!
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"Do you want to hold him?"
Though he had known throughout the whole pregnancy that it was a normal baby, one's genetics that were untouched by his own unique physicality, when it finally came to the moment of meeting for the first time, Bruce couldn't help the wave of anxious thoughts rushing over him as he prepared himself for whatever might come. He knew it was irrational to fear that he might be handed a raging green bundle of gamma-infused flesh, but it was a worry he had never overcome, right up until the very second that little Owen was placed in his arms.
But the moment his eyes fell on the precious infant, the moment his skin brushed against that of the squirmy child, the moment their eyes met and the little one settled down in an instant, immediately soothed by the sight of his father, Bruce knew. He just knew: everything had turned out alright.
"Oh my," he hummed, his gaze wandering over the child lovingly. Wrapped up in a warm blanket, Owen was a tiny creature; Bruce had never held such a delicate thing in his life. "Look at you, you've got your mama's eyes," he smiled at the baby, not failing to also notice the little tufts of dark hair scattered across his head that so perfectly resembled his own. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, running a trembling hand over the boy's head. "Hi Owen," the name was so soft, so sweet as it fell from his mouth. "Hi buddy, hey. Look at these little hands, oh my goodness." As he played with one of the child's tiny fingers, he didn't realize he was crying until his tears were dripping down from his chin to his shirt. "Look at you," he said again, overwhelmingly wrapped up in the sight of his first-born son, "look at you. We did it, huh? Here you are. Here you are," he sighed, almost in relief.
A gentle hand landed on Bruce's arm. He looked over at his wife, smiling as she had sat up a bit in her hospital bed. "You did it, honey. He's perfect, look at him," Bruce wept, his voice breaking as more tears built up in his eyes.
"He looks just like you," Grace whispered, brushing the infant's cheek softly, "he's got your dimples– look, he's already smiling."
"Just like me," Bruce hummed. And deep down he knew that at the same time, the little boy would be nothing like him. And that was all that mattered; they had done it, at last.
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Wanda is the best mom! And I love that she didn't use magic to heal him, she took care of him the regular mom kinda way 🥺
bravest boy [blurb.]
event masterlists: nyx’s half, eun’s half
summary: After falling off his bike Wanda’s son doesn’t want to try again. He’s afraid of getting more hurt. Wanda motivates him to get back up and try again.
featured from the Maximoff family: Wanda Maximoff (mom), Billy Maximoff (5-year-old son)
warnings: brief description of injury (nothing graphic)
an: Thank you for reading this fun little peace from the “aww, avengers” kid fic collection. I hope you enjoy it! As always reblogs are deeply appreciated as that is how our blogs grow.
Wanda sits on the front porch of the bungalow, sipping her iced tea as she watches Billy tries to ride his bike without training wheels for the first time. She’s offered to help hold him upright but he has insisted that he is a ‘big boy’ and doesn’t need her help. She takes another sip as Billy pushes off and gets a few good pedals in. She lets out a loud cheer before gasping as the bike wobbles and tips, spilling Billy onto the sidewalk.
Wanda drops her glass and sprints down to the pavement, wrapping her arms around her son. Checking him over for injuries, finding only a skinned knee.
“Momma!” Billy wails, holding his knee to his chest.
Wanda gives him a gentle squeeze, “shh, shh, I see your knee is hurt. Are you hurt anywhere else, bubba?” She keeps looking for further injury as she rubs his back to soothe him.
Billy shakes his head, “no... j-just my knee, momma.”
She nods and lifts him up, carrying him into the house and setting him on the counter next to the bathroom sink, keeping her hand resting on him as she pulls out the first aid kit.
“Okay, bub. We’re going to wash it clean, then you can pick out a Band-Aid.
Wanda uses a washcloth and some warm water to gently wipe away the blood on her son’s knee. Then she sprays on the antibiotic before handing him the box, “Which one would you like? Hmm? I think there are some cartoon ones in there.”
Billy opens the box and pulls out a puppy dog bandage, which his mom gently applies. She drops a kiss on top of the Band-Aid and lifts him up again, carrying him back outside sitting with him and letting him get a drink from his water bottle.
“You ready to try again, bubba?” She asks, rubbing his back.
“No. I hate that stupid bike!” Billy says, gently kicking a pebble with the tip of his toe.
His mom hugs him into her side, “you can do it bubba, let’s use the checklist yea? You’ve had your cry, what comes next?”
Billy looks up at him mom, “I gotta pick myself up, dust myself off, and keep going!”
Wanda watches as the little boy stands up, brushes imaginary dirt from his belly, and heads back towards his bicycle. She smiles and cheers him on as he swings his leg over and pushes off, and this time he makes it all the way to the neighbor's mailbox before putting his feet down to stop himself.
“I did it! Did you see!? Momma! Did you see?” He turns to look at her smiling a thousand watt smile, and Wanda couldn’t be prouder.
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This is so adorable and this better be a scene in a future cap movie or show! I need it so bad 🥹
｡･*･ one boy's hero. [blurb.] ･*･ﾟ
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event masterlists | nyx's half, eun's half
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summary | riley's dad is his biggest hero, in every way imaginable.
featured from the wilson family | sam wilson (dad), riley wilson (8 year old son)
warnings | just very sweet and cute and fluffy :'-) i love sam dad a whole lot holy moly, also he named his son after riley<3<3
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an | starting this special event off with something sweet and special, for one of my absolute favs— sam <3 this is my first time writing for him, so i hope i did him justice! just the thought of him having a son who looks up to him so much made me sooo soft, hope you guys like this one and enjoy the rest of the event :'-)<3!!!
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As he stood before his third-grade class, his little notecards shaking in his hands from excitement, Riley could hardly contain the smile on his face. Standing beside him, as steady a presence as always, Sam was doing everything he could to keep from tearing up. Placing a hand on his son's shoulder, he gave him a smile as the small boy looked back up at him with an indescribable sense of pride shining in his gaze.
Turning back to face his class, Riley cleared his throat before beginning, "My name's Riley, and my special person is my dad." The kids ooh'd and ahh'd in their seats, some of them recognizing him from his line of work. "He's an Avenger!" a young boy from the second row blurted, earning a gentle hush from the teacher. "Yeah, I know," Riley laughed, "Pretty cool, right? Lots of you've probably seen him on TV— to everyone else, he's the Falcon. But to me, he's just Dad." The sweet boy turned to give his father a side hug, earning 'aww's from the audience as Sam fussed his hair playfully.
Trying to refocus on the little speech he'd written, Riley then turned back to his notecards. "My dad is a superhero at work, but to me, what really makes him a hero is all the other stuff he does. Before joining the Avengers, he was a pa-ra-res-cue man in the Air Force," he sounded out his words, "and at home, he takes care of me and my sisters and Mama– and he's the best dad ever." Hearing this little presentation for the first time, Sam couldn't help but gulp down a batch of tears, his heart swelling warmly with pride. "When I grow up, I wanna be just like him: smart, kind, and always ready to help others."
At the conclusion of the speech, the class erupted in cheers. A round of praise could be heard through the room as the pair earned a standing ovation, "Wow, Sam's awesome!" "I wanna join the Air Force too!" "I wish my dad was a superhero!"
Sweeping little Riley up off the floor in a giant bear hug, Sam held his boy close as he whispered in his ear, "That was awesome, bud. I'm so proud of you."
"Proud of you too, Dad," Riley breathed into his dad's embrace, "always proud of you."
"Thank you, Riley. Class, would anyone like to ask Mr. Wilson a question?" the teacher cut in, nearly every hand in the room shooting up in the air. Chuckling at the class's enthusiasm, she turned to Riley and offered, "Riley, would you like to call your friends?"
"Sure!" the boy was pleased to agree. First he chose a girl sitting in the front row, whose eyes went wide with excitement at being selected to ask the hero a question.
"Hi Mr. Wilson!" she beamed, earning a friendly smile from the man, "My question is: who is your favorite Avenger?"
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I love soft Nat 🥰 I also want to be that baby!
sweetest slumber [blurb.]
event masterlists: nyx’s half, eun’s half
summary: Natasha brings her infant daughter home from the hospital, she reflects on all she went through to get to this point while her newborn sleeps on her chest.
featured from the Romanoff family: Natasha Romanoff (mom), Evva (infant daughter)
warnings: None other than some heart-melting fluff
an: Thank you for reading this fun little peace from the “aww, avengers” kid fic collection. I hope you enjoy it! As always reblogs are deeply appreciated as that is how our blogs grow.
Natasha sets the infant car seat on top of the dresser in the nursery, the room that she’s spent hours decorating, making sure each piece coordinates and is comforting but not overstimulating. She gently undoes the latches and lifts out the itty-bitty bundle that is her sleeping daughter Evva. Natasha sits in the rocking chair by the window and rests the infant on her chest, making sure she’s comfortable and warm as she gently rocks.
Through all her years of first being an assassin, then being an avenger, she never allowed herself to have this dream. She relegated herself to just being auntie Nat, but nothing could compare to this feeling: the amazing warmth she felt when the nurse handed her Evva, just a day prior.
The auburn-haired ex-assassin looks out the window and almost cannot believe that this is her life. That she is finally getting the chance she always wanted to be a mom. She’s so thankful for the adoption agency for approving her, and for the young woman who chose her to be Evva’s mom.
Evva shifts in her arms and she glances down at the chubby-cheeked cherub resting against her and smiles, “it’s okay, detka, you’re safe. I swear I will never let anything happen to you,” she presses a soft kiss to her daughter’s forehead as she settles back into sleep.
She thinks about all the firsts she’s going to get to experience right along with Evva. First smile, first steps, first day of school, first time at the gun range, old habits die hard after all. Natasha doesn’t even realize that she’s crying until the first tear drips off her chin. She wipes her face and snuggles her baby closer.
Evva stirs and wakes as she’s shuffled and looks up at her mom, letting out a soft sound.
Natasha looks down at her and smiles, her voice a little wet as she speaks, “I’m sorry, detka. I didn’t mean to wake you,” she keeps gently rocking in the chair hoping to keep Evva settled.
Evva yawns gently and stretches out, grabbing a fistful of her mom’s shirt before closing her eyes again, resting her head over Natasha’s heart and letting the gentle rocking motion of the chair, and the soft dun-dun of her mother’s heart lull her back to sleep.
Natasha thanks her lucky stars that she seems to have a calm baby, but who knows what the next weeks, and months will bring. All she knows is that she is excited for this new chapter, where she finally gets to be exactly who she wants to be.
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Day 7 and I'm today I'm feeling stimky wimky, thank you for that explanation Winnie!
me and mybuddy @upallnite2getbucky are doimg a daily feelimg challemge with my chis evams feelimg chart ! here are the chart , feel free to play alomg ! and here is the origimal pos of those chart on euns blog too 🙂
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I didn't post yesterday because it was intemse but today I am inpain 😬
me and mybuddy @upallnite2getbucky are doimg a daily feelimg challemge with my chis evams feelimg chart ! here are the chart , feel free to play alomg ! and here is the origimal pos of those chart on euns blog too 🙂
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Day 4 and I'm feeling a little sad and humgry (and sleepy but there is no sleepy 🥺 @pisachio)
me and mybuddy @upallnite2getbucky are doimg a daily feelimg challemge with my chis evams feelimg chart ! here are the chart , feel free to play alomg ! and here is the origimal pos of those chart on euns blog too 🙂
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Day 3 and I'm feeling a little bit stimky 😛
me and mybuddy @upallnite2getbucky are doimg a daily feelimg challemge with my chis evams feelimg chart ! here are the chart , feel free to play alomg ! and here is the origimal pos of those chart on euns blog too 🙂
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@pisachio Today I'm feeling girl boss and a little bit kooky 😎
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Let's find sweet "star" a nonnie!! ☺️
one of eun's alters is looking for a roleplay nonnie! requirements and details are listed below, as well as how to inquire about the role if you’re interested.
♡ friends, followers, mutuals: please reblog and signal boost this to help spread the word! thank you all ♡
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♡ who's looking ♡
one of eun's alters (nicknamed 'star' for the purpose of this search) is looking for a character anon to roleplay with. for her safety and comfort, star would only like to share a minimal amount about herself in this post. candidates who she (and eun) approve will get to know her better gradually as she grows more comfortable.
looking for info about eun and her system? check out this post!
a bit about star: star is a 22 year old female alter (pronouns: she/her.) star loves aesthetics and art, nature, baking, storytelling, and music. some words to describe her personality would be: soft, sweet, tender-hearted, timid, loving, and sentimental.
♡ what we're looking for ♡
role requirements: to fill this role, you (the mod) must be 22 yrs of age or older. (we may consider candidates above 18, but would really prefer to have someone at least our/star's age.) you must be comfortable communicating through dm's. you must be comfortable and willing to engage with sfw age regression. you must be comfortable with the following sensitive topics: trauma and abuse, anxiety, eating disorders, and general mental illness (you won't be expected to manage any of these for or with star, but as they are a part of her and the system's life, she will require general support and understanding of these themes.)
qualities we're seeking in a nonnie and mod: patient, kind, attentive, genuine, accepting, honest, trustworthy, reliable, good at communicating, trauma-informed, flexible and accommodating of star/the system's different needs due to mental illness and neurodivergence, previous nonnie/rp experience.
characters star would prefer: jake jensen, ari levinson, or andy barber.
♡ what you'll be asked to do in this role ♡
regular interaction (frequency and timing are flexible, but daily interaction is preferred.) establish a relationship and story with star (star is hoping for a caregiver and little relationship/dynamic, but we may be open to other relationship types or storylines.) work with star at her own pace to grow the relationship (due to past abusive relationships and negative experiences with nonnies, star will need extra time, patience, and care to grow comfortable and establish trust with a new nonnie. things like touch, affection, and vulnerability will need to be eased into. please only apply for this role if you're willing to work with star through slow and gradual relationship/story building.) help care for star when she's little/regressed (star's regression includes things like stuffed animals, toys, blankets, pacifiers, etc.) be a source of love and comfort for star (especially during times of high anxiety or need for attention/affection.)
♡ what star hopes to do for you! ♡
star hopes to engage in safe, loving, mutually beneficial roleplay with whoever she ends up choosing for this role. she wants to be as big of a support to her nonnie as they are to her! she's got a huge heart; she loves to listen to, help, and care for those close to her. her favorite thing in relationships is finding all sorts of ways to show her love: through little presents, art she makes you, songs, love notes, and more. she hopes to take good care of her roleplay partner, in and out of character, and would love to grow a strong relationship with her nonnie's mod as well!
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♡ our promise to you: star and eun both hope that this can be a mutually beneficial arrangement. we promise to always respect your boundaries, talk things through with you, and work with you to make sure you’re feeling positive and fulfilled in this role. ♡
♡ if you’re interested: please reach out to @comfortcap via dm (through a personal or character anon blog) and further details can be given, as well as any of your questions or concerns addressed! ♡
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Magically reappearing to do this fun feeling chart challenge! Thank you @pisachio for making these fun charts with pictures of our friend Chris!
Will we get a New Years feeling chart? #5? 👀
Today I am enjoying the new year and jus chillin 😎
me and mybuddy @upallnite2getbucky are doimg a daily feelimg challemge with my chis evams feelimg chart ! here are the chart , feel free to play alomg ! and here is the origimal pos of those chart on euns blog too 🙂
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Chino says thank you!
No, Maraschino knows stealing is bad but we did buy one that looks just like his!
Hi Winnie and Pisachio and Sprinkle!
Maraschino Chino wants to know if you like his new sweater!
He calls it his "ransom sweater" 😎
O MG
i love your new sweater maraschimo ! hehe um , it does remimd me of thatguy ramsom 😅 did you um 😅 eheh 😅 didyou kimd of take that from thatguy ?
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Ahh Eun! My first ask! 💕🥰 Happy Halloween friend!
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I love this interaction, I'm not going to be able to stop thinking about this for a while 🤭
Heyyy Star! I saw this and immediately thought of Bucky. Just wanted you to see this👀😏
That's what would happen if you got Chubby!Bucky and Biker!Bucky in the same room.
Chubby!Bucky: It's my only hobby now. I have no other purpose in life.
Biker!Bucky: Does she start running from you just when you're getting comfortable because it's—Bucky makes air quotes—too much?
Chubby!Bucky slamming his hand down on the table: Yes! Here I am, minding my own business, eating my pussy and she goes and tries to take it away from me.
Biker!Bucky shakes his head: It's not right depriving a man of his only meal. That's why you gotta lock your arms around her thighs so she can't get away.
Chubby!Bucky: See I like taking my girl by the hips and lifting her up so its right in my face and she has to give me everything I want.
Biker!Bucky: You know what's the best though?
Chubby!Bucky: When she's sits on your face.
Biker!Bucky: Fuck yeah. Especially when I can't breathe anymore—
Chubby!Bucky:—and you get dizzy! That's that good shit right there especially if she starts grinding down and you really cant do anything but finish or else it's over.
Biker!Bucky: Good way to go though.
Chubby!Bucky: Damn right it is
Peach and Gorgeous in the corner: 😲😳🤭
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Reblogs to tell your mutuals you love them but don't know how to interact
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