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buckyalpine · 9 months
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Barbie
Single dad Bucky x reader
Had this idea that I thought would be cuteeeee; Bucky's little baby seeing a real life Barbie doll for the first time.
Bucky's POV "Daddy lets go!!" Bella's tiny hand tugged on Bucky's much larger one, urging him towards the door, determination written all over her little face, "It'll start soon!"
"Alright peanut, I promise we won't be late" he chuckled, letting his daughter pull him with all her might, not wanting to miss a second of the new Barbie movie. He raised a brow at the strength his four year old had when she got excited. It was all Bella talked about since the first movie trailer came out and ever since, the house was filled with every shade of pink imaginable. Bella had marked the date on the fridge, counting down the days though Bucky decided to wait a few weeks before taking her so the crowd wouldn't be too much for her, wanting her to actually enjoy the movie.
"Ready peanut?" Bucky scooped her up in his arms, carrying her over to the car, adjusting the frilly pink tutu she had on so he could buckle her in the car seat. She had been previously unamused at his lack of outfits that would match Ken but ultimately settled on something much, much better.
"Ready daddy" She nodded, straightening out the matching tiara she had placed in on his head, hardly able to contain her little squeals of excitement, double checking the pink heart magnets she'd stuck on his arm. Bucky pecked her chubby cheek before getting into the drivers seat and pulling out the car, just as excited himself to have a relaxing day with his babygirl.
Your POV
You huffed, smoothing out the front of your dress, hyping yourself up in front of the mirror before slipping on your heels, taking them off and putting them back on again.
Then slipping one off before strapping it back on firmly in place.
There was no reason for you to be nervous.
You looked amazing. There was no doubt there. That shade of pink was radiant against your skin. Not a hair out of place. Your makeup was perfect. Yet your heart wouldn't stop breathing just a smidge too fast. You deserved this. After a long, exhausting week you deserved a day to yourself to just feel good and relaxed. Yet your nerves were lit ablaze while you double checked your lipstick.
You were a grown ass woman, you didn't need to explain yourself to anyone as to why you were seeing this movie alone.
Dressed up in your cutest matching pink outfit.
You could do whatever you wanted...Is what you whispered to yourself before grabbing your purse and making a beeline towards to door before you changed your mind again. You pulled into the parking lot, glad your decided to wait a while to see this movie instead of going on opening night, noting it was a much quieter night, easing some of your nerves.
You went over to the snack counter, browsing the wide selection of candy, grabbing both sour candy and chocolate before joining the line to have your ticket scanned. You glanced down at your outfit once again, smoothing your a hand over your hair before straightening your shoulders.
You deserved this.
Bucky's POV
Bucky's heart swelled at the little clicks his daughters dress up heels made as they made their way up to the snack counter hand in hand; she was a ball of pink and frills with a tiny purse to finish the look off. She stumbled slightly, keeping up with his long strides, eyes wide taking in her surroundings along with the smell of fresh popcorn.
"What do you feel like getting jellybean" Bucky picked her up, letting her scan the rack of candy while he ordered a large popcorn and soda.
"This please daddy?" She pointed to a large swirly rainbow lollypop, waiting patiently when he set her back down making their way towards the ticket line. Her hand was still firmly holding onto his, a gasp slipping past her lips when her eyes landed on the best thing imaginable. Bucky looked up towards the direction his daughter was staring in, curious about the tiny gasp she let out and what had suddenly caught her attention.
The prettiest doll she'd ever seen. But in real life.
She couldn't take her eyes off her pretty pink dress or her matching heels. She was sure her favorite Barbie doll at home had the same shade of lipstick as hers. She clung onto Bucky's leg as they made their way over, tugging at his jeans to get his attention.
"Daddy! It's a Barbie doll" She whispered as he crouched down to her level, "She's so pretty" He could tell by her antsy squirming she wanted to talk to the real life Barbie boll, itching to take off at any moment. Bucky blinked, feeling his heart flutter, brows furrowing at why it was doing that, stop that.
But Bella was right.
She was pretty.
As soon as he saw who his daughter was pointing to, his own mind momentarily stopped working, only noticing her take off when he saw a blur of pink dash away, making a bee line towards the young woman.
Shit.
Your POV
"Hi" A small voice chirped behind you, leaving you confused when you didn't see anyone near by. Until you looked down. You smiled seeing the little girl behind you dressed in all pink, the tiara on her head slightly crooked, a lollypop sticking out of her purse. "You look so pretty"
"Thank you sweetheart" You cooed, gasping when a handsome stranger, clearly her father, grabbed her into his arms, shaking his head. He had a sparkly gold tiara on his head matching hers, flecks of pink glitter dusting his cheeks, some sprinkled onto his fluffy chestnut locks. You couldn't help the smile that spread onto your face when your eyes landed on the many magnets that were stuck onto his arm ranging from pink hearts to rainbows and the Barbie logo.
"Bella" He scooped her up, blowing a raspberry onto her cheek making her giggle, "You can't run off like that babygirl"
"Sorry daddy, wanted to see Barbie" She gave him her best pout, making you laugh, your own cheeks heating up when he looked over at you with a shy smile, matching hers.
Fuck, he was beautiful.
A whole ass DILF.
You shook your head, figuring he probably had a wife or girlfriend, there was no way he was single.
Bucky's POV
"She's really exited" Bucky said apologetically while you both had your tickets scanned, walking towards the same theatre room, butterflies fluttering in his tummy again.
"It's okay, this little princess made my day" You tried to sound light hearted though you were nervous meeting his soft baby blue eyes.
"Can she sit with us?" Bella pipped up before anyone sat own, giving her dad another dose of puppy eyes and a pout before turning to you and giving you the same treatment.
"Oh-uh-" Bucky figured you would've come with friends (maybe even a boyfriend...hopefully not...), though he didn't see anyone around when you were in line earlier. Either way, he was sure you wouldn't want to spend your movie day with a single dad and his very cute, albeit excited little girl. "I don't know baby-
"Actually, it's just me, I-don't mind" you smiled at the way Bella's eyes lit up along with an excited squeak, wiggling out of Bucky's hold to slip her hand into yours, pulling you to the middle of the row.
"Thank you" Bucky gave you a grateful smile, a tiny greedy part of him happy to sit with the sweet stranger his daughter was enamored with.
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You adored watching the movie with Bella, leaning down whenever she'd whisper something, her hand often holding onto your pinky through most of the movie. You both made your way out of the theatre once the end credits began to roll, feeling a pang of something again when you noticed your cars happened to be parked side by side.
What were the chances-
Stop.
He probably has a partner, you scolded yourself internally while Bella gave you a sleepy hug before Bucky settled her into her car seat and shutting the door softly.
"Hi again" Bucky smiled bashfully, hoping the pink on his cheeks wasn't too obvious as he leaned against his car door, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Why would someone as pretty and kind hearted as you want to go on a date with someone who came with baggage.....but maybe...
"Hi again" You nearly stumbled over your words, your heart hammering while he fidgeted with his phone, chewing his lip before speaking.
"I wanted to say thank you again. For today. I-I hope this isn't too forward but-uh-to say thank you properly-maybe coffee? If you don't like coffee then something else-dinner? Maybe a date-unless you don't want it to be a date-"
"I'd love to" you cut off his nervous rambling while Bucky let out the breath he was holding, giving you his phone for you to add your number in. He waited for you to get into your car, waving as you pulled out before getting into his own car, surprised to find Bella now wide awake with a cheeky smile on her face.
"Will we see Barbie again?" Bella eyed Bucky curiously while Bucky's phone pinged with a text message from you.
Can't wait to see you, keep the tiara on x
Bucky grinned, reaching behind to playfully tickle her foot before smiling at his phone again.
"I think we will"
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imwall-e · 1 month
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My SuperHero
Pairing : Dad!Bucky x Mom!Reader
Summary : Your son wants be someone special for Halloween.
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Bucky always thought he was a monster, that he didn't deserve happiness. It changed when he met you. When you said yes. When you became Mrs Barnes. And when you gave him a child. A son. Still, the thoughts were here sometimes. Haunting him. What stopped them for good was what his son did on the day of Halloween. He only said "Dad, I'm dressing up as my favourite super hero". You and your son didn't want to tell him who it was, even if he was sure it was Captain America or Iron Man. Until he saw the toddler standing in the living room, his left arm made of aluminium, a red star on the shoulder. "Tell your dad what you told me", you said, standing near Bucky. "Dad, you are my favourite superhero."
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kassies-take · 2 years
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If You Had To Pick
A/n: Age 5
Yelena: I think I’m their favorite
Peter: but that isn’t fair you’re their aunt and godmother
Yelena: I can’t help it I’m just the best
Kate: I actually think their favorite is me
Wanda: I don’t believe that their favorite would be any of you
Natasha, Bucky, and You: *enters room*
Natasha: *carrying you*
Peter: (Y/n) if mommy and daddy had to go on a mission tonight who would you stay with?
You: is mommy and daddy leaving? *looks at Natasha and Bucky*
Bucky: we’re not doll *kisses you head*
You: uncle Steve
Yelena and Kate: *groans*
Wanda: *giggles*
Peter: okay how about anyone here?
Natasha: *puts you down*
You: Lena! *runs to Yelena*
Yelena: I told you! *snuggles with you*
Bucky and Natasha: *heads to the kitchen to prepare snacks and meals*
Peter: if they weren’t related to you?
You: *grabs crayons and draws* Wanda
Wanda: yeah! *high fives you* We do all sorts of fun stuff like baking, cuddling, and coloring *moves a red crayon to you*
Peter: if you had to pick someone younger
You: Kate Bishop is funny
Yelena: she is isn’t she
Kate: HA
Peter: how how how come you don’t want me to watch you *crosses arms*
You: because Morgan would pick you first
Natasha and Bucky: *comes back with fruits, Turkey Roll Ups, and Carton Juices*
Natasha: Snack time
Yelena: Natasha we’re not babies!
Bucky: *asking you* do you want apple juice, cherry, grape, lemonade, or strawberry
Yelena: strawberry please!
Natasha: *smirks* you were saying?
Yelena: shut up
Kate and Peter: lemonade please!
Wanda: I’m good with my water
You: ummm grape no apple juice please
Bucky: *hands out juice*
Natasha: *puts the snacks down on the coffee table*
Bucky: *picks you up, sits down and puts you in his lap*
Everyone: *eating snacks and talking*
Yelena: *evil smirk* (Y/n)
You: yes
Natasha: whatever you’re doing don’t *glares*
Kate, Peter, and Wanda: but we want to know
Bucky: *siding with the “kids”* they want to know
Natasha: James! Don’t encourage her
Yelena: (Y/n) who do you love more mommy or daddy?
Kate, Peter, and Wanda: oooh
Natasha: *glares at Bucky* you had to encourage her
You: both
Bucky: is that so!
Yelena: imagine a piano is gonna fall on one of them. Which one do you want a piano to fall on
Kate, Peter, Wanda: *laughs*
Bucky: *bounces you on his leg* you gotta pick one
Yelena: you gotta pick one
Natasha: it’s mom or dad
You: Eh... dad
Bucky: *shocked*
Natasha: *laughs*
Yelena, Kate, Peter, Wanda: *dying of laughter*
Bucky: Wha- Why do you want the piano to fall on dad?
Natasha: *takes you into her arms*
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warriorofthought · 11 months
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Don't huge my Mom!
Summary: Your Son doesn't want your husband, Bucky, to hug you.
Word count: 1109
Warning: nothing 
Bucky x Reader x Son 
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You and Bucky have been married for over six years and you adopted a sweet boy a few years ago.
This one loves you both like you were his real parents. 
Your five-year-old son is sitting on the couch with you, watching his favorite show.
Your attention is caught by the sound of the key in the lock as it is unlocked.
"Mommy, Daddy's here"
"Yes, little man, go say hello to him".
You lift your son off your lap and he walks right up to the front door. You, of course, also make a move toward the door. 
Once there, Bucky has just pushed the door shut again. As your Son Benjamin takes hold of his legs. Immediately you hear Benjamin's sweet laughter as Bucky lifts him up into his arms and gives him a big cuddle. 
"Daddy, you're finally home. Mommy and I missed you soooo much." As he speaks, he uses his arms to show the length of how much he has missed Bucky.
You watch the spectacle with amusement from the side. Then Bucky's eyes fall on you. 
"Hello Love." 
Bucky walks up to you with Benjamin and pulls you into a tight hug and Benjamin is squeezed between you both.
But you both are pushed apart by Benjamin, rather Bucky is pushed away from you by his Son.
"No daddy, mommy is mine. Go away," your Son says with a cute pout on his face and you have to laugh.
Bucky, on the other hand, rolls his eyes and makes sure you have a good grip on your Son before he gives you a kiss on the forehead and walks into the living room.
"Now the mini-creation of us won't even let me hug my wife," he mutters, sitting down on the sofa.
You look at Bucky from the hallway. He looks really handsome. Your eyes move from his hair to his forehead, over his face, down to his jaw. Then to his chest and back up to his neck.
Then your eyes meet his and you see that he is also staring at you with a grin on his face. Then he winks at you "Love, do you like what you see?"
You quickly look away from him, down at your son playing with your hair. You cough briefly, then realize your cheeks are heating up and probably turning red.
You quickly head into the living room, sit your Son back down on the sofa and, at his request, run another episode of his favorite show.
Then you turn back to Bucky and see that he has been watching your every move.
"I- You should go freshen up, meanwhile I'll put the food on the table." You stutter and quickly disappear into the kitchen. You hear Bucky softly chuckle at your behavior.
Soon Bucky came back downstairs ready and changed. He has shed his work clothes and is now wearing something loose. His hair is still wet.
He saw your Son still watching his show, so he took the opportunity to go into the kitchen.
You are just finishing the sauce for the salad and heating the food when suddenly you feel a pair of hands around your waist. Immediately Bucky's own scent rises to your nose.
Then you are pulled to his chest, you let your hands move to his and you intertwine your hands together.
Then Bucky turns you around, his forehead rests against yours and as you look up your eyes get caught in his.  Then you feel his breath brush across your lips. Your heart skips a beat. 
No matter how long you've been married, this man always makes your heart bounce with joy.
"Bucky, not here. Benjamin might see us" you say, squirming in his arms only for him to grab your wrists behind you and press his whole body against yours. 
"He's not here, let me spend some time with my wife after a busy day" he whispered in your ear, resting his head in the crook of your neck.
Then suddenly you both jerk apart after hearing a yell from your Son, "Daddy, what are you doing to my mommy? Don't hug her, she's my mommy," he said, stomping his little feet on the floor and putting his hands on his waist. In a very sweet way that makes you giggle as Bucky finally breaks away from you and groans in frustration. "That idiot always spoils my romantic moments with my wife," Bucky mumbles, but it was loud enough for you to hear, so you give him a slap on the forearm.
"Hey, he's your Son Bucky, don't call him an idiot," that's what you say, somewhat amused but also serious, shaking your head and telling him to sit down at the table.
He does so while rolling his eyes and sitting down on the chair with Benjamin on his lap. Then you serve them their dinner and you sit down next to Bucky and eat your food while you watch Benjamin refuse Bucky's help to eat. Because he is already a big boy. 
Shortly after dinner you put the dishes in the sink and go upstairs to put Benjamin to sleep while Bucky washes the dishes.
You kiss Benjamin on the forehead and smile as you see him in his deep sleep. 
You then leave his room and go to the bedroom but you don't get far as you go in you are pushed against the wall by your husband, he stared deep into your eyes and kissed you slowly as you close your eyes and return the intense kiss. He takes you in his arms and put you on the bed and then he lay down with his head on your belly.
"I've had a very busy day today," he said as you chuckled and began to stroke his head as his face nuzzled against your stomach. "Cozy," he whispered as you continued to stroke his head. Then you both float in those sweet moments, but it's not long before your son comes into the room crying.
You both quickly get up and walk towards him. "What happened, baby?" you ask him as he hugs you while Bucky pats him on the back. "I want to sleep with you and Daddy," he said as Bucky chuckled, took him in his arms and walked to the bed. "Then let's sleep with mommy and daddy, my little prince." You smiled and joined them on the bed, Benjamin between the two of you. "Good night, my two most important people," Bucky said and kissed you both on the forehead and the three of you fell asleep relaxing.
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espinosaurusrexex · 8 months
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So for those of you who don’t know…
I work with kids in a really bougee hotel and one of my kid’s (single!) dad is a freaking pilot. AND LIKE OWNS SEVERAL PLANES (like whaaaaat??) and I don’t know if it’s his adorable son that adores me or the fact that he has shoulder long dark brown hair or that he’s so freaking attractive and nice - I’m afksjkfhs 😩😩😭
I need Single!Dad!Bucky fic recs asap!!!
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theodoresgirl · 9 months
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Love Triangle
Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
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You and Bucky have a 6 year old daughter, But your love didn’t really work out on both ends.
A/n: I'm sorry in advance, This is also heavily inspired by the song Love Triangles By Raelynn<3
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Friday, Daddy’s week begins. Y/n was sitting on the front porch of her old farmhouse while her and Bucky’s daughter, Amber. Played on the porch and around the house. She had turned 6 this past winter, She looked exactly like y/n. No doubt about it, She was her daughter. You and Bucky didn't work out for many reasons, His job took a lot out of him, a lot outta her too. Amber was excited as usual. She had her hair braided and a t-shirt that had the Disney princess Rapunzel on it, With a purple skirt and a pair of cowgirl boots. “Mama Mama!” Amber called out pointing to the old school ford truck coming up the gravel road. Y/n stands up and walks down the porch steps and picks Amber up hugging her tight. “Hmm.. I love you baby girl.” “I Love you too mama!” Amber replied while hugging back. “Do you have Mr. Dot, and Blanketly?” Y/n asked, setting Amber down and grabbing Amber's bag off the porch. Amber nodded, turning around.
The old school ford had pulled in front of the house and Bucky hops out of the driver's seat. Amber screams in excitement as she runs over to Bucky jumping into his arms as soon as she was close enough. Bucky Grunts and catches Amber tossing her into the air before setting her down. “Hey baby girl” He smiled and kissed her forehead. Y/n takes and deep breath, watching him. She already knew how hard this was, from both points of view. From being the one handed off and the one handing off her daughter. 
“Go get your bag baby girl” He spoke softly, Amber runs back over to y/n and gives her one last long squeeze. Y/n could feel a burn in her throat as she held back her tears. She handed her daughter her bag and watched as she ran back to Bucky, Who hadn’t even looked at y/n once. Bucky helps Amber into the front seat of his ford and buckles her in. Amber looks out the window and waves to y/n, “Bye mama!” She yelled, smiling, Her voice cracking. Her eyes glistened over. Bucky pulls the truck out of park and into drive, He pulls out of the gate and back down the gravel road. Y/n sat down on the porch steps watching them drive down the gravel road. As they get smaller the tears in her eyes got bigger. 
Bucky and Amber were driving down highway 69, The sunset was behind them. Bucky was zoned out focusing on the highway while Amber was looking out the window at the trees and birds flying. Bucky taps the steering wheel with his bear ring finger and looks over at Amber. He takes a deep breath staring at her, A mini copy of Y/n almost quite literally. He turns his head back around to look at the highway and places his right hand on her head and ruffles up the top of her head. “ How’s your mama baby girl?” 
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avonne-writes · 1 month
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i totally see bucky as a girl dad
Me too! 🥰 It's all the affection in him, and the way he has no problem making a fool of himself sometimes. Barbie party with his baby girl? Of course, Bucky the-unicorn-is-my-favourite-extinct-animal Egan will sit there and let his daughter paint his nails or give him a tiara. He's great with kids because he doesn’t feel awkward playing with them but is still someone who makes them feel safe. And then there’s all the physical affection - his baby girl just soaks it all up, and always asks for Bucky to do special hairstyles for her (which he isn’t that good at but they have fun) or she will sit on his lap for cuddles as they watch something on TV. Bucky is also game to go on secret ice cream runs if there's none at home. And much later, he pulls the intimidation trick on the boys she brings home.
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atlasscrumpit · 11 months
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Father Bucky / Young reader
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Steve received an odd text at 6:13am.
'I need your help, Steve. Meet me at this location. :location shared:'
Steve stared at it for a while trying to think who it could be. His number was encrypted and impossible to find.
He showed Tony and they agreed to go out to the location, with weapons... Just in case.
When they arrived they found it was an abandoned bus stop half an hour out of the city.
And to their surprise when they pulled up they found James Barnes of all people, with a child around five years old cuddled up next to him.
Bucky looked rough, his hair and beard longer.
"Steve." He said as he grabbed your hand and rushed towards Steve and hugged him tightly.
"Buck? What's going on? How are you here?" He asked as Bucky did his best to not cry while he hugged his best friend.
"I didn't know what else to do. I could've kept running my entire life, but I won't let it happen to her." Bucky said as he pulled away and Steve looked down at you.
He smiled and kneeled down to your eye level.
"Hi, sweetheart. What's your name?" He said as you held onto Bucky's hand and looked up to him for reassurance, he smiled and nodded to you letting you know Steve was safe.
"I'm Y/N." You said as he smiled.
"Well, it's wonderful to meet you. I'm Steve." He replied as you smiled a little.
"Let's get you guys out of here, how does that sound?" Steve asked as you nodded.
Tony opened the car for you and Bucky to sit in the back.
Bucky helped to seatbelt you in and you looked around the expensive car.
"Daddy, where are we going?" You asked as Bucky looked at you.
"Somewhere safe, darling. You don't need to be afraid." He reassured you as you nodded and held onto his hand.
"How old are you, sweetie?" Tony asked, looking at you through the rear view mirror.
"I'm turning five next month." You replied making them smile.
"Well, we'll have to make sure you have a very special birthday."
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They finally arrived back at the tower and you had fallen asleep on Bucky.
He carried you out of the car and followed them into the tower.
"So, is she your kid?" Tony asked as Bucky nodded.
"Yeah... It's a long story." He muttered sadly as they nodded.
"Let's get her into a bed." Steve said as they made it up to one of the higher floors where the rooms were.
Bucky laid you down on the bed and tucked you in.
"Let's talk in the room across the hall, that way we're still close to her." Tony said they nodded and followed him into the next room.
Bucky sat on the bed and sighed deeply.
"I'm so sorry to do this, but I couldn't keep running. I promised I would keep her safe and that's what I plan to do." Bucky whispered as he looked down, they could tell how exhausted he was.
"How about we talk about all of this later? You go rest with the kid." Tony replied making Bucky smile softly.
He entered your room and curled up beside you where you instantly cuddled into him.
He closed his eyes and hugged you tightly to his chest while you slept peacefully.
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majestyeverlasting · 2 years
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To Be Still
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Pairing: Dad!Bucky x Mom!Reader
Summary: You kissed him because you didn’t know what else to say. He smiled into it, and you pulled away just enough to murmur against his upturned lips, “I’m so glad you’re back.”
“It’s good to be back.” 
Word Count: ~2k
A/N: This piece is based on this lovely ask, and I had the best time writing it.
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The coolness of the night rushed to envelop Bucky the moment he pushed his truck door open. It nipped at his face and fingers as he hopped out and collected his duffle bag from the backseat. Only when he made it into the mudroom did the solace of warmth encamp around him. A sigh pushed past his lips as his bag slipped to the floor along with the last of the tension he’d carried back from Prague. Arriving home always granted him a degree of weightlessness he couldn’t find anywhere else. It was impossible for the worries of the outside world to stay tethered to him within the haven of those four walls. 
All was quiet as he unbundled himself. He stepped out of his boots last, wiggling his toes in relief. As he ventured further into the house, there was a familiar ambience to the heat leaving the vents, and the air held a savory hint of whatever you’d cooked for dinner. In the kitchen, Jamie’s stuffed bear sat on the main countertop alongside an empty red sippy cup. The beginnings of a smile came to his face as he picked up the small animal and headed for the staircase. 
At the top, light pooled from beneath Eden’s bedroom door. Bucky resisted the urge to go straight inside, and instead went to drop off his bag in the master bedroom. Then, with Jamie’s bear still in hand, he slipped into the two-year-old’s bedroom next. The small glowing star on the nightstand served as a guiding light to his low bedside, and he squatted to tuck the bear beside him. Each small breath that left Jamie’s nose reminded him of the little things he missed during his time away. 
Bucky lingered until a whimper sounded from the adjacent room. It was a tired, weakened sound. Your voice followed after it in a quiet string of reassurances. He ran a gentle hand over Jamie’s hair, before heading to where he knew you and Eden to be. Your eyes were trained on her when he opened the door. The two of you were rocking back and forth in her gray nursing chair, doused in warm lamplight. Her head rested on your chest, and her stormy eyes and tear-streaked cheeks defied the tiny rainbows printed on her onesie. 
It took a couple hard blinks to convince yourself that Bucky had appeared in the doorway, broad-shouldered and with the kindest eyes. But he was there. He was home. Fondness kindled within him as he crossed the room. Eden lifted her head and quieted long enough to blink up at her father, damp eyelashes clumped together. 
“Look who’s back,” you cooed, stroking her arm. “Is that Daddy?” 
“Hey,” Bucky breathed, bending down to kiss both of your foreheads. “I missed you two.” 
Before he could pull too far away, you grasped the hem of his shirt, and turned your face upwards. He understood the silent request, and leaned back down to press his lips to yours. You wished you could’ve melted into his affection and become one with it. A disgruntled gargle from Eden made him pull away, and the sound went on to morph into a steady cry. 
He hadn’t seen the height of her frustration, the louder wails and clenched fists—all because she hadn’t taken her afternoon nap. She’d grown calmer in the time since you put Jamie to bed, but the strain of the whole ordeal was beginning to weigh down on you. Seeing the scrunch of her little nose and the flush of her cheeks made guilt churn within you, thick and relentless. You couldn’t help but think you hadn’t tried hard enough to ensure she stuck to her routine, even though all you seemed to do was try to get things right. 
At the sight of her father’s hands extending towards her, Eden leaned towards him like a flower to the sun. In the security of his arms, she pressed her face into the warmth of his neck as she sniffled. Bucky’s hand splayed over the entirety of her back as he rubbed it and began to sway. She grew calmer with each moment that passed, and a more palpable stillness settled within the room before long. Only when Bucky spoke up did you realize you’d relaxed into the cushions of the chair and allowed your eyes to slip closed. 
“Honey?” he repeated softly. “Why don’t you go get ready for bed? I’ll make sure she gets settled in.” There was a laxity to his shoulders as Eden chased sleep from the comfort of his arms. When he gave you a reassuring nod towards the door, you pushed yourself to your feet with a hum of appreciation. On your way out of the room, you kissed Eden and whispered goodnight as she peered at you through heavy eyelids. 
Later, Bucky sauntered into the master bathroom yawning into his fist. He’d changed into the pajamas you’d gotten him for his birthday that year. You caught his gaze in the mirror as you stood at your sink, and the small smile he offered set your feet into motion towards him. He stilled as you wrapped your arms around him and angled your face into the firmness of his chest to breathe him in. 
His absences had grown somewhat easier over the years. The art of missing him was a dance in which he wasn’t there to steady your steps, or catch you if you fell. But you’d learned to adjust to the periods in which you couldn’t ask him for a hand, or relish the sound of his laughter ringing out like a song. Even Jamie and Eden missed him in their own ways, often bringing up Dada or pointing to his face in pictures. Because when he’s around, things run a little bit smoother and are a whole lot sweeter. 
It wasn’t until you sniffled that he peeked down at you. Before you could wipe the tears that had begun to fall, he cupped your face and looked at you like you were responsible for the way his world kept turning. In a motion perfected by time, he ran the pads of his thumbs across the delicate skin beneath your eyes. More tears continued to flow, but he stayed right there to catch them as if they were a sacred rain. After a day that had been so demanding of your time and attention, it was only a matter of time before your emotions bubbled over. 
Bucky lowered his hands to your waist and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You’re the kindest, most selfless person I know, you know that?” 
“Bucky…” heat rose to your cheeks, but the corners of your lips still twitched upwards. It was nice having your efforts acknowledged, especially by him. Because when it came to the way he felt about you, he always spoke with an honesty that cut straight to the innermost part of you. 
“The kids and I are beyond lucky,” he continued. “You’re too good to us.” 
You kissed him because you didn’t know what else to say. He smiled into it, and you pulled away just enough to murmur against his upturned lips, “I’m so glad you’re back.”
“It’s good to be back.” 
— 5 YEARS LATER —
The evening Bucky returned, the sound of Eden’s laughter and hurried footsteps met him before she did. He had just enough time to set his bags down before she darted into the mudroom and embraced him. That was all it took to bring a smile to his lips and a fullness to his heart. She squealed when he hoisted her into his arms and uttered a greeting between playful kisses to her temple. 
“Daddy, daddy—we have a surprise for you. But you have to close your eyes first.” She squirmed as a sign for him to put her down, and beamed up at him when her feet hit the floor. “Take my hand. And don’t peek.” He closed his eyes and extended his hand. “No peeking.” 
A chuckle rumbled through his chest. “I won’t, sunshine, I won’t.” 
Bucky held true to his word as she guided him into the kitchen. He heard Jamie snicker first, then you. A smirk had begun to inch its way across his own face. 
“Okay, you can look,” she announced. 
There were balloons, a welcome home poster, and you’d even cooked a modest dinner spread composed of some of his favorite foods—it smelled amazing. Warmth coursed through him as he huffed out a laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. Few things made him bashful, and yet the three of you always found a way. 
He couldn’t help but grin as he took a step closer to the poster taped to the wall. Jamie crashed into him with a hug, “Do you like it? I drew all the stars and the people in action poses. Mom and Eden did the words and the hearts.” 
“I love it,” Bucky gave the boy a squeeze. 
A sweet smile bloomed on your face when he met your gaze. “We figured we’d do something special. It’s been a while since we’ve gone all out.” 
He gave you a look that was brimming with gratitude, and his voice was sincere when it came out, “You didn’t have to go through the trouble.” 
“You’re not allowed to say that.” Bucky’s shrug was only half apologetic as he made his way over to you. The moment his hands found your waist, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pecked his lips. When he leaned back in for more, you only placed a featherlight kiss on the tip of his nose. He made a disgruntled sound, and swiftly landed a peck on your lips before you could move away. 
“Gotcha,” he breathed. 
“‘Cause I let you.” You quipped, pulling away. “Who’s ready to eat? I say we start digging in.” You shot him a wink as the kids skipped to sink with a chorus of enthusiastic cheers. Bucky swore he wouldn’t trade the three of you for anything else this life had to offer.
After the kids went to bed that night, you’d tried to fill Bucky in on what happened during his time away. But it was hard to focus with him pressing kisses to your bare shoulder and rubbing your thigh. Both of you sat with your backs against the headboard, and your legs intertwined. You eventually stopped talking and crawled over top of him to straddle his lap. There was nothing roguish about the smile he gave you. If anything, it was a little tired but filled with a whole lot of love. He pinched the smooth satin of your nightgown between his fingers. It was new, you’d bought it while he was gone. 
“I promise I was listening to you, doll. You just look so pretty,” his voice was soft and honest. 
You were struck with a sudden gratitude for the fact that he was the one you got to do life with; this handsome man who wore his heart on his sleeve and was the best father to your children. Who made you feel beautiful and capable even when you didn’t see it yourself. Who put his all into everything he did. 
Wordlessly, you lowered the thin straps from your shoulders, causing the front of the dress to droop. It was an invitation and an offering. You never minded giving yourself to him because he’d already given you more than you’d be able to ask for in a million lifetimes. You’d spend the rest of forever giving him every inch of your love, and he’d do the same for you. 
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lovebugspots · 8 months
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peter man?
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Y/n Rebecca Barnes
Age: 15
Dad: James 'Bucky' Buchanan Barnes
Mom: Natalia Alinovna Romanova, or Natasha Romanoff.
best friend: peter benjamin parker
she has a metal right arm that is just like her fathers.
"You ever been so madly in love with your best friend to the point that people find it cringe?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Peter Benjamin PArker
Age: 16
Aunt: May Parker
Best friend: Y/n Rebecca Barnes
"She is everything I need, Mr. Stark!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
here is the spotify!! :)
chapter one: a not so fun necklace.
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wheredafandomat · 2 years
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Someone great 💚P10💚
Loki x Divorced! Female reader
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A/N: for some reason this gif is now I see Bucky in this fic 😂 idky. I think he’s still likeable despite the fact that we hate him 🤣
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As soon as you saw Alexis, you pulled away from Winnifred before smiling politely at her as Bucky entered behind you with your bags.
“I’ll just go and put these down.” He spoke, glancing at Alexis as she hugged Olivia before his eyes met yours.
“I’ll take mine it’s fine.” You offered, not wanting to be near Alexis.
“No worries.” Bucky dismissed you, beginning to make his way towards the stairs.
“I said it’s fine.” You said again, trying to grab your bag as you walked up the stairs with Bucky.
“What’s wrong with you?” He asked once you both reached the top.
“You didn’t tell me she’d be here too.” You answered causing Bucky to roll his eyes as he started walking towards the room you usually stayed in.
“Be nice” he said, putting your bag down “she’s family too now.”
“Family too?” You began, knitting your brows until it clicked “you mean you—”
“No, I haven’t proposed.” He assured. “And don’t worry I haven’t called you here to do it this weekend.”
You breathed a sigh of relief knowing that your ex husband wasn’t about to propose to his new girlfriend infront of his ex wife and daughter as well as his parents who were so happy at your engagement party. That would just be awkward.
“Well, I’ll ‘play nice’ as long as she keeps her distance and doesn’t try to discipline my daughter.” You decided, sitting on your bed.
“That was one time” Bucky chuckled “and it was literally at a funeral.”
“Still happened.” You answered, opening the bag Bucky had placed on the bed and strangely feeling embarrassed when a pair of your underwear flew out. Luckily for you, Bucky didn’t acknowledge them and continued the conversation as you quickly picked them back up, shoving them deep into your bag.
“Olivia will be in the room next to my one so this whole side of the floor is pretty much yours.” He smiled, beginning to step out of your room. “Dinner is at 8, call me if you need anything.” He added over his shoulder.
“Will do Mr Barnes.” You smiled causing Bucky to stop walking for a second as he heard you. Your own smile fell as you realised what you had said. Being in this house served as a reminder that you and Bucky were once married. From the moment you first became his fiancé, you called him Mr Barnes and he always replied with a toothy grin and a Mrs Barnes.
“And as always, make yourself at home Miss y/l/n.” He spoke before leaving. You wasn’t sure whether you felt hurt or embarrassed, probably a combination of both. You took a deep breath hoping that as you exhaled, the ground would just swallow you whole. Unfortunately it didn’t and you were very much still present in one of the first rooms you and Bucky had had sex in. Recently you hadn’t really thought about you and Bucky’s past marriage or the fact that he had broken your heart considering you had been a little preoccupied but this house was doing no favours when it came to suppressing your memories. Pulling your phone out, you messaged Loki.
Y/N: This is definitely not going to be a fun weekend 😒
Loki replied a couple of minutes later
Loki💚: What’s the matter?
Y/N: Boobs is here
Loki💚: Boobs? Alexis?
Y/N: Yes Alexis 🤮
Loki💚: 😂😂
Y/N: It’s not funny!
Loki💚: It’s only for a couple of days, just try to ignore her
Y/N: 🙄
Loki💚: If you do, I’ll take you away for a weekend. How about that?
That made you gasp
Y/N: A weekend where 😏
Loki💚: Just get through this one first xx
You were about to message him again until you heard a knock on your open door. Looking up, you smiled as your eyes met Winnifreds.
“Win—mother.” You welcomed her inside.
“He told me she really wanted to come.” She said, rolling her eyes. “She’s already getting on my nerves.”
“Winni” you laughed “it’s not good to speak ill of people, but tell me everything.” You said excitedly as she walked further into the room, closing the door behind her before pulling out the dressing table chair and sitting down.
After about half an hour of catching up with Mrs Barnes, she left leaving you in the room alone. You unpacked a few of your things before making your way downstairs where Olivia was plying hide and seek with her grandad who Bucky shared an uncanny resemblance to. Your eyes met and you waved a silent hello to the man before leaving. Seeing that Liv was more than alright, you made your way towards the room she’d be sleeping in before unpacking her bag. You laid her pyjamas out on the bed and then left, bumping into Alexis on your way to dinner.
“Y/n.” She smiled, seemingly a real smile so you greeted her with the same.
“Alexis.”
You both walked down to dinner in silence. Instead of taking your usual place next to Bucky at the table, you sat opposite him, tucking Olivia into the chair next to yours whilst Alexis sat next to Bucky. The dinner passed calmly, not too much conversation save the odd group joke. As you ate dessert, Olivia discreetly feeding some to mr giraffe, you thought about what Loki said. A weekend away with him sounded perfect. You’d probably not be able to walk ever again afterwards but it’d be worth it. As your mind drifted further onto the activities you’d both get up to, perhaps involving a swing, you noticed Bucky leaning over and kissing Alexis as she giggled about something. For once, you didn’t feel sad or alone or hurt, you felt fine. Your mind didn’t drift to the days when it’d be Bucky kissing you, it drifted onto the feeling of another man’s lips against yours. You thought of how it felt to kiss Loki. It was a welcomed change.
Once dinner was over, Bucky told you you were free to roam as he’d look after Liv and put her to bed. You decided on going for a small walk around the house before brushing your teeth and going to bed realising how tired you were. Just before you closed your eyes, you saw a notification from Loki.
Loki💚: Night sweetheart x
In your half asleep state you replied.
Y/N: Love you, night x
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kilikina34512 · 2 years
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The Day He Met His Daughter
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Pairing: Bucky x fem!reader (referred to as "baby doll")
Summary: After you nearly bleeding to death after delivery, Bucky spends time with his newborn daughter recounting the day's events while waiting for you to wake up.
Warnings: hurt/comfort, medical trauma (hemorrhaging), angst with a happy ending
Word Count: 4,000
I love this story! This was one of the longest story that I sat down and just wrote non-stop and I'm really proud of it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do! Divider courtesy of @firefly-graphics. Make sure to check them out!
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Bucky was reclined in the barely lit room, your heart monitor the only sound in the room, reminding him that you were alive and okay with every beep that went off. It was one of the two best sounds in the world to him right now. The other one quietly met his ears as he looked down to see his little girl, his princess, sleeping against his chest.
He couldn't believe his daughter was finally here. It had been a chaotic night in order to meet her, but she was here and he could hold her. Bucky couldn't wait to tell you about all that had happened in the hour she'd been resting against him, share in the joy that was her existence, tell you that he got it. He finally understood why you were so excited about that "new baby" smell.
With one hand holding her firmly against him and his metal hand holding yours, Bucky lowered his head to enjoy another whiff of that smell. "I'm so happy you're here and safe, princess," he whispered to his daughter. "I'm so happy you both are. I don't know how I'd survive in a world without you or your mama. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped when your mama told me you were on your way."
He'd been so excited and terrified when you'd texted him. Bucky had been stuck in a debrief when he'd gotten it and launched himself out of his seat, knocking it over in the process.
"And just where the hell do you think you're going, Barnes?" Fury asked, incredulously.
"My wife needs me," he called back, not stopping in his stride for the door.
"Your wife can wait, you're being sent on a mission. Do not walk out that door."
"I'm not going on the mission. I'm not missing my daughter's birth. Find someone else." Turning out of the conference room, he made a pit stop before bolting for his motorcycle. Walking into the lounge, he beelined it for just the couple he was looking for. "Steve, Nat," he barked out, "let's go. The baby's coming."
The pair jumped up from the couch and followed Bucky out. He knew you'd want them there. Despite Steve and Natasha being together, Steve was Bucky's brother from another mother and Nat was your ride or die. You both had already been referring to them and aunt and uncle to your daughter. Of course, they had to be there for support.
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fan-fic-whore · 7 months
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Choosing us by @itsanerdlife
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kassies-take · 2 years
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If You Said Mama For The First Time
Age: 1
You & Bucky: *on Nat’s and Bucky’s designated floor, on your play mat in the living room*
Bucky: *laying down on his back with you on his stomach*
You: *grabs his dog tags and babbles*
Bucky: Yeah that’s dada’s
You: *babbles*
Bucky: uh huh I was a soldier before uncle Steve
You: *swings arms up and down*
Bucky: Uncle Steve was getting bullied in an alley way and I saved him like this *tickles you*
You: *laughs and pushes his face*
Bucky: alright alright. Daddy fought in the war and became strong *flexes his arm*
You: *giggles*
Bucky: you like that don’t you! *lifts you above his face*
You: *swings your legs*
Bucky: *stands and carries you around like a plane*
Elevator: *Dings*
Yelena: *walks out*
You: Mama?
Bucky: *eyes widen* what did you say? Did you say mama? Mama? Mama.
You: *just stares at Bucky*
Bucky: maybe not?
Yelena: *raiding fridge*
Bucky: aren’t you suppose to be in a meeting?
Yelena: it got boring so I left and now I’m here *takes an apple sauce*
Bucky: that’s (Y/n)’s
Yelena: *looks down at it and shrugs* I’ll share *goes to grab you* hi baby!
You: *reaches for Yelena and babbles*
Yelena: *carries you* you’re so much better than the meeting *gives you a spoon of apple sauce then one for herself*
You: *babbles*
Elevator: *dings*
You: Mama
Bucky: *smiles* Natalia
Natasha: Yelena! That was a very important meeting!
You: Mama *pouty lips*
Yelena: not in front of the baby
Natasha: *glares at Yelena* are you really using my own baby against me?
Yelena: well I can’t help it. She’s just adorable
Natasha & Yelena: *arguing*
You: mama
Bucky: *smiles* Natalia
Natasha: what *looks at Bucky*
You: Mama!
Everyone: *freezes*
Natasha: *tears in her eyes* yeah that’s me I’m Mama *carries you and kisses you head*
Yelena: baby say Lena
You: *coos* mama *snuggles into Natasha’s neck*
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fandomfluffandfuck · 11 months
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Bucky adoringly teasing Steve and their son because 'little Steve' takes after his dada 😭✋
https://www.instagram.com/reel/CsCKDW9gJrV/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Your 🍑
[Link] to an Instagram reel of a father and his son doing things together, watching TV, mowing the lawn, running, building furniture, etc. The caption is "when you have a mini me"
Oh
My
God
Yeah.
×100 yeah
This is exactly something that Bucky would do, and also, I don't know why, but Steve also totally gives off the vibes of soft dad who definitely has a kiddo that takes after him--a kiddo that idolizes him.
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ffiamgoku · 10 months
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Finally posted chapter 2 (after a few month hiatus) of my DC/Harry Potter/MCU crossover fic "Cold Front" Cold Front - Chapter 1 - iamgoku - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own] Which features Bucky Barnes as the Bio Dad to MTF-Harry/Holly. The fic is inspired predominantly by AdmiralPegasus's massive (and amazingly written) MTF-Harry story "Kaleidscopic Grangers"
Kaleidoscopic Grangers - Chapter 1 - AdmiralPegasus - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling [Archive of Our Own] The story is planned as not being friendly to Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, or several others. (Snape Fans...you might want to avoid it, I'm not softening my approach to him).
Chapter 3 is almost complete upon writing this post.
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