#cg!stucky x reader

[agere-fics]

Vroom, vroom!

dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄

Word Count: 635

Summary: Steve drives you around to help you sleep

Pairing: Dada!Steve x Daddy!Bucky x Regressor!Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Reader

Content Warnings: Usage of daddy and dada, riding in a car, getting carried/picked up, that's it :)

Authors Note: Look at me actually writing stuff!! More on the way 🐈 You can find more of my stuff in my pinned post and request more stories through the ask box.

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Despite all your insomniac nights, taking a cat nap in the backseat of Stevie's car was surprisingly peaceful.

bump! bump!

The crevices and rocky ground of Dada's favorite road warmed you and cooed the pangs and aches in your body. The dips were like being rocked by mother nature.

'thank you mama tree'

crunch! crunch!

Ah, that's the sound of your anxieties melting away. Really it's the gravel getting all crunched up but you know... same difference.

Your Dada was in love with these backroads. Tomorrow while you down some fruity pebbles, you'll tell him again that they really should get married. They see each other all the time! It made trips take longer but that just meant more time with Stevie.

bop! bop!

The tapping of your head against the window was actually quite gentle. Sometimes it hurts and that's when you whine to Stevie that "ow it hurt dada whyyy!!?" and to get you to stop, he'd get your favorite fast food (it was the plan all along and Stevie most definitely knew-). This time, Dada was driving super, duper slow so the bumps didn't hurt. They soothed you instead and made you very, very sleepy.

Your legs were tucked close to yourself. You laid curled up like a cat in the cold winter. In better days, you'd find your position annoyingly uncomfortable but you were so eepies- I mean sleepy.

It was kind of like leaves falling from the really tall trees in the rainforest. Sleep didn't come fast but crept up on you.

You enjoyed watching the view go by the window and the mental image of a little superhero doing parkour, racing with Dada's pickup truck. The trees had all sorts of colors and some animals hop, hopped, and peeked out from the bushes.

Everything eventually becomes grey, then black. But you don't mind. It's so calming, this rest your eyelids have found.

'Oh, they closed? Ooooh that's why the superguy disappeared.'

hmm hm hm hm

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"Welcome back, Steve-O." Bucky stood at the door frame, hands resting in his jacket pockets.

Steve placed his pointer finger on his lips and tilted his head, indicating that you were asleep.

Bucky firmly nodded and held a gentle smile. 'You're finally asleep! Aww, you deserve it, little dear.'

Your dada traded places with Bucky, leaving to go get himself ready for bed.

Daddy peeked through the windows, and then he found you, with your little head against the car door. He walked around to the door opposite of you, and moved very carefully as to not wake you.

Snores filled the air and Bucky had to hold back a giggle. He thought it was so freaking cute, don't worry!

"Come here, little one." He whispered and securely held you up against his chest. Warm and snug.

Your daddy walked into your bedroom, where Steve had been waiting and prepared your bed for you.

"Here you are, darling." Daddy laid you down.

Buck and Stevie kissed the top of your head and tucked you in.

"Goodnight, our sunflower."

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[angelbaby-fics]

Daddy stucky x little reader x little Peter where the reader is in babyspace and want to give them paci kisses and everytime she does she start to giggle 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Paci Kisses

Word Count: 640

A/N: Eeeep this idea is so so cute, thank you for requesting it!!! I don't know what else to say about this one other than I had a sweet time writing it & I hope you enjoy! 💕

Steve and Bucky were so very in love, and they weren’t afraid to show it. Every morning when Steve put breakfast down on the table, he’d kiss Bucky on the lips before they each began eating, their own little way of saying grace. Peter would always giggle, usually regressed around that silly age when kisses meant cooties, but you were too little to understand. Every time one of them left the house, they’d share a kiss; sometimes even just when one of them left the room. You were so tiny, you didn’t fully comprehend what it meant, your brain only really working in concepts. All you knew was that daddies meant love, and daddies kissed a lot, so kisses must mean love too. You wanted to return the favor.

That morning, you were woken up by Steve’s strong arms lifting you out of your crib. You blinked sleepily and smiled at him from behind your paci, your cheeks rounding out and your eyes squinting as you did so.

“Good morning angel, I love you,” Steve greeted, always wanting the first thing you heard every morning to be words of love. He kissed you on the forehead and shifted you into the crook of his arm so he could carry you out into the living room with one hand. As he did so, you leaned forward, tapping the plastic of your pacifier against his cheek. 

“Woah, what was that, baby?” Steve asked with a slight chuckle. He didn’t think you’d really be violent with him, but he wasn’t sure what you could be doing when you clumsily headbutted his cheek. 

You were too small to explain it, your little brain couldn’t find the words. All you could think to do was kiss him, over and over and over. 

“Mwah, mwah, mwah!” You mumbled softly from behind the paci, softening your taps in the hopes he’d get the memo. And boy did he. “Is that a kiss? Are you kissing daddy?” Steve asked with wide, excited eyes and laughter in his voice.

You nodded, giggling as you kissed him again, again, again. Steve kissed you back, planting his lips on the plastic, which made you giggle even more. Then, he carried you into the living room where Bucky and Peter were, with a huge grin on his face. 

“Buck! Look what our baby can do!” He said with glee, and then tapped on his cheek, motioning for you to kiss him once more, which you did joyously.

Bucky cheered and clapped for you, getting up from the couch to give a standing ovation, which made you beam even harder from behind the paci. 

“Can I have one, babydoll?” He asked eagerly, and you nodded, reaching out from Steve’s arms towards Bucky’s.

You happily kissed your Baba all over his face, giggling after each one until eventually the kisses devolved into you just nuzzling your paci across his cheeks like a puppydog. Steve joined the cuddlefest on the couch, pinching your little round cheeks. Peter had been distracted from his toys since the moment you entered the room, watching your interactions with captivated awe, but he finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He stood up, letting a toy car fall from his hand with a clatter. 

“‘S not fair! I want kisses too!” He whined with a pout.

You didn’t want your Petie to feel left out, you loved him just as much as you loved your daddies of course. You reached out to him now, kicking your little feet with delight as he ran over to the three of you. Now your whole family was together on the couch, and you took turns kissing each of them, and each of them took turns kissing you. You’d already mastered your newest skill, and you couldn’t wait to keep practicing every single day.

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[pahtoosh]

too much

[image ID: a gif of Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan sitting next to each other and cocking their heads to the side. made by tumblr user weird-mumbling. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~6700 words (my longest one yet!)

warnings: slight angst. baby is overstimulated and has a meltdown. steve calls you sweetheart. bucky calls you babydoll. written on my phone.

a/n: i honestly had a really bad night. i was so overwhelmed and tired. it was five am and i couldn’t sleep bc it was so hot, so i started writing this. it was incredibly therapeutic for me and i hope it helps some of you too🤍

pairing: daddy!stucky x gn!little!reader (Dada = Steve, Baba = Bucky, Daddies = both Steve and Bucky)

summary: you’ve been holding in your stress for far too long. tonight’s party pushes you past your tipping point.

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Tony was throwing a party to celebrate the team’s latest successful mission. Being the man that he is, he didn’t exactly need an excuse to throw a party, but he’d been on an “extravaganza cleanse” as he liked to call it. His last bash was nearly three months ago, so he’d surely be going all-out with this latest one. A couple weeks ago, the idea of a party excited you.

But these last few days have been terrible.

You kept running into problems left and right. Some of them weren’t a big deal on their own, but all together and combined with the stress of a party and the possibility of having to meet new people—maybe lots of new people—you’d had enough.

It was the day of the party. You’d been a little quiet all morning and afternoon, trying to conserve your energy. Steve and Bucky asked you if there was anything you needed to talk about, but you couldn’t find the words so you just shook your head.

They shared a worried look out of your glance while you continued forcefully stabbing fruits onto your fork from your afternoon snack.

It was now an hour before the party and your daddies decided to tidy up the place before leaving so your little family could come back to a clean home. Normally, you’d be alongside them cleaning too but they let you stay in your room because you were having a rough day.

The noises from cleaning brought you to your breaking point. As your mind raced, the sounds of the vacuum cleaner and Steve’s record player taunted you. It was as if you were being pulled in all directions with no end in sight.

A more focused baby might have put on their noise canceling headphones, but you were too overwhelmed to do anything more than lie in bed, eyes closed, with your palms pressed to your ears. You missed the sound of the vacuum cleaner turning off and your door opening. A gentle tap on your foot had you startled.

Eyes now wide open, you stared at Bucky with your hands still covering your ears. He took note of your distress and tried speaking as gently as possible.

“Hey, babydoll. Was the vacuum cleaner too loud for you?”

You nodded.

“Aw, Baba’s sorry about that. Dada and I are getting ready for the party now, do you wanna join us? Everyone’s so excited to see you.”

You were conflicted. On one hand, you really really didn’t want to even leave your bed right now. On the other, your daddies had been looking forward to this party and you didn’t want to disappoint them.

As you stared at Bucky, ears still covered and brow now furrowed, Steve walked in holding one of your new t-shirts on a hanger.

“I got someone’s new lucky dino shirt,” he said in a sing-song voice. He halted at the doorway, sensing the tension. The extra set of eyes on you and reminder that the party was happening now was the last straw.

You lost it. You burst into tears, flipping over and sobbing into your pillow. You pressed your hands even harder against your ears and kicked your feet on the bed.

“TOO MUCH! TOO MUCH TOO MUCH TOO MUCH!” you wailed.

You yelled until you couldn’t anymore. Your bed shook from the force of your movements.

Steve and Bucky watched, heartbroken as sobs racked your body. Steve set down the shirt and stood next to Bucky who was still sitting at the foot of the bed. They held each other’s hand, unsure of what to do at the moment. Normally, they’d be calming you down with a hug or a pat on the back but it seemed like touching you right now would only add to your overstimulation.

It was only minutes before your meltdown came to a stop, but it felt like you’d been screaming forever. Your cries died down, leaving you hiccuping into your pillow.

“Sweetheart?” Steve called out. “You don’t have to go to the party, it’s okay. We’ll all stay home tonight.”

You shook your head, still facing the pillow.

“No? You wanna go to the party?”

You shook your head again. “Daddies go. I stay.” Your words were muffled by the pillow but the punctual nature of your speech and your daddies’ super hearing allowed them to hear the message.

“Babydoll, we can’t leave you here alone,” Bucky started.

You kicked your legs again. “Go! Go go go!”

Bucky took a breath. He didn’t want to upset you anymore, but you were crossing boundaries. “Hey, that’s no way to talk to your Baba. You can’t stay home alone, you know this. Now, please be the big kid we know you are and tell us what’s wrong.”

You sniffled. Baba was right. You couldn’t stop or control the meltdown, but it was time to make things right now that you’d calmed down slightly. You flipped over slowly, hands now only partially covering your ears.

“S-sorry Baba. Sorry Dada,” you hiccuped. “I don’ wanna go. Is too much.” A tear rolled down your cheek and Steve instinctively wiped it away. You didn’t flinch: you were on the come down.

“We forgive you, baby. Now, we can’t let you stay home by yourself but how about a compromise? You can stay in your room and close the door. Baba and I will be in our room, quiet as a mouse,” Steve offered.

“You can take all the alone time you need. And if you need anything you can come to me and Dada or write us a note,” Bucky continued.

You gave the idea some thought. Some quiet alone time would’ve been helpful an hour or two ago. Now, you were tired and just wanted some love from your daddies. A little quiet together time sounded nicer than quiet alone time.

You shook your head. “Don’ wanna be alone nanymore. Can we watch cartoons? Just us and calm? And we cuddle?”

Your daddies cooed. “Of course, sweetheart. Do you wanna come here and give your daddies a hug?”

You nodded and got up to crawl to them. The three of you were squeezed onto your little bed, but you’d never been so comfortable. The pressure from your daddies’ strong arms and the group hug were very calming.

“May we kiss you, babydoll?”

“Yes. One at a time please.”

“Such a respectful baby we have,” Steve said, kissing your forehead.

Bucky agreed and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

The three of you migrated to the living room and you picked Arthur as the show for tonight. Steve prepared a plate with some of your safe foods in case you wanted a little snack before dinner. Bucky sat on the couch next to you, leaving you some space but you snuggled into his side, wanting the weight of his arm and the slight chill of the vibranium to help ground you.

Steve walked to the living room from the kitchen and set the plate down on the coffee table in front of you. “Am I allowed to join this cuddle session?” he asked.

You made grabby hands toward him, directing him to your left side. Your Dada placed his arm on the back of the couch so he could be closer to his two favorite people. He let you play with his other hand, twiddling around with his fingers while you watched the show.

Today might’ve had a rough start, but you ended up right where you belong.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated!

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[lokislittlemidgardian]

Sick baby

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

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

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

You didn’t know what caused it.

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

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

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

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

Nothing was stopping it.

Bucky and Steve had tried everything.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[aew-kun-age-regression]

What was your favourite part?

Pairing: Caregiver! Stucky x Little! Reader

Summary: After a trip out with your family and caregivers goes wrong they comfort you.

Warnings: A little bit of bad language (nothing too bad just the word 'hell' I believe), family being mean. nicknames (sweetheart, Stevie, Buck), Stimmimg.

Please tell me if I'm missing anything!!!

(Gender neutral reader)

‼️ THIS IS NOT NSFW ‼️

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Despite living in the Compound with the Avengers, your (birth) family had been planning q trip for weeks, you were all supposed to go to the cinema. Christmas was right around the corner and the cinema had decided to show Nightmare Before Christmas. Originally it was supposed to be you, your two brothers your mum and her boyfriend however you had asked repeatedly if Steve and Bucky could come along. It took a lot of persuading however after explaining that she had her boyfriend and the two boys would talk and hang out which would leave you on your own she finally agreed.

So Steve and Bucky bought their own tickets and joined the group. (Now being You, Steve, Bucky, Your 2 brother, your Mum and her boyfriend.)

You traveled with your family while your boyfriends (and caregivers) traveled themselves - Your two separate groups would meet up outside the cinema and go to your seats from there.

The car ride was full of yelling and had stressed you out but after a long 25 minutes drive you finally arrived at the cinema.

You ran into Bucky and Steve's arms who were waiting for you. Once everyone was ready woth drinks and snacks the group made its way into the cinema to find their seats.

The seeting arrangement went your Mum's boyfriend on the end, your Mum, yours youngest brother, your other brother, you, Bucky and Steve.

As the lights went dim qnd the movie began to play you took your bunny teddy (that you decided to bring last minute) out from your bag and placed her on your lap, making sure she could see the screen.

The movie started playing and as it went on and each song played you began to slip further and further into little space. You were currently at the part of the movie where Lock, Shock and Barrel went to kidnap santa. Kidnap the Sandy Claws began to play amd you had begun to stim. You tapped your hand against your leg to the beat of the song. About half way through the song you felt a harsh tap on the left arm, you looked over to your brother who had tapped you who was now copying you while laughing.

"What are you doing?" He asked whilst still laughing.

"Oh- nothing.." you mumbled quietly trying to get his attention off of you and back onto the movie. Looking to your mum for help you saw her also laughing whilst copying you.

You looked back at the screen, cheeks flushed from embarrassment. Of course you had to be the one to do something that wasn't 'normal'. Unbeknownst to you both Bucky and Steve had seen the interaction and your reaction to it.

The movie had finished qnd you guys now left the cinema. Your brothers and mums boyfriend went to the bathroom whilst you waited woth your mum, assuming that the two of you were holding drinks and then swapping so the two of you could go to the bathroom afterwards. When the boys came back everyone began to leave.

"M-mum.. I still need the toilet..?" You said to her quietly.

"Well then why the hell have you been standing out here for?! Go to the bathroom. Quickly." She answered back.

You quickly went to go to the bathroom. You looked for a sign that said what bathroom was what gender but couldn't find one. You were now getting stressed qnd just walked into a random one hoping you wouldn't get in trouble. Noone ended up being in there so you went to the toilet and then left.

"Was there a reason there wasn't any gender signs for those bathrooms" I asked cautiously to my mum.

"They had signs. Qbove the door." She said.

"...no the didn't??"

"Yes. They did. I went in them earlier and I can't tell you there were signs."

"I couldn't see any..."

"Even your 7 year old brother saw the signs. How did you miss is?!"

"..I don't know.. "

"For God's sakes"

She laughed again. Why did she keep laughing at you..?

As you guys began walking to the cars your mum looked at you. "What was your favourite part about the movie?"

"T-the animation..?"

She hummed approvingly before Steve turned towards her. "Were going now" You went with Steve and Bucky towards their car as your family went the other way towards their own.

"So sweetheart, what was really your favourite part of the movie?" Steve asked you quietly.

The nickname was enough to send you fully into little space, responding with "Lock, Shock and Barrel!!!"

The two of them chuckled at your response and helped you get buckled into the car before getting in themselves.

As Bucky took the wheel, Steve put on a CD and soon songs from Nightmare Before Christmas began to play loudly.

"Fank you Stevie, Fank you Buck" you mumbled before simling and falling asleep.

Even when things went wrong your caregivers always knew what to do to make you smile.

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[mamazsposts]

Heyy Babes

I'm going to be a blog for age regression fics, imagines, headcanons ects. I'm new to age regression but I'm learning fast and becoming an age regressor. 

AGE REGRESSING IS NOT A KINK!!!

please send some requests id be more then happy to take some <3

Who i'll write for 

Marvel 

Little!loki x cg!reader/ daddy!loki x little!reader 

Little!bucky barnes x cg!reader/ daddy!bucky x little!reader 

Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader 

Little!stucky x cg!reader/ daddy!stucky x little!reader 

Little!Peter Parker x cg!reader 

Daddy!Tony Stark x little!reader 

Stranger things 

Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader

Little!eddie x cg!reader/ daddy!eddie x little!reader 

Mommy!robin x little!reader 

Harry potter: 

Little!draco x cg!reader/ daddy!Draco x little!reader 

Obey me shall we date/onemaster to rule them all 

little!Lucifer x cg!mc/ daddy!lucifer x little!mc

little!Mammon x cg!mc/ daddy!mammon x little!mc  

little!Leviathan x cg!mc

little!Satan x cg!mc/ daddy!Satan x little!mc  

little!Asmodeus x cg!mc/ daddy!asmodeus x little!mc 

little!Beelzebub x cg!mc/ daddy!beelzebub x little!mc 

little!Belphegor x cg!reader/ daddy!belphegor x little!mc

#little!billy hargrove #little!bucky #little!loki #little!peter #little!loki x mommy!reader #little!steve #little!reader #little!steve x mommy!reader #little!draco #obey me headcanons #age regressor #age regression #age re safe space #sfw caregiver #care giver #cg!peter parker #cg!bucky #mommy!reader

[buckys-little-belle]

together, bucky and steve as cg's would be my dream come true. they would be so sweet but at the same time have rules

Daddy, Dada, and Baby

Stucky x Little!Reader (More Steve x Little!Reader and Bucky x Little!Reader) (No pronouns used)

okay i’m writing this on my phone, so that’s why there are no capitals!

they run a tight ship, you’ve got small chores, making sure you pick your toys up at the end of the day, and folding the blankets in the living room. simple and easy things. they also have self chores, things you do to take care of yourself. brush your teeth in the morning and at night, make sure to do your hair, drink four bottles of water, go outside for at least 30 minutes, depends on if it rains or not of course.

steve and bucky spoil you like crazy! you want a stuffy? you’ve been good? you get it. you want mac and cheese for dinner? again? for the fourth day in a row? is your sticker chart filled out? you get mac and cheese.

if these chores are done, you get a sticker on your sticker chart, have 50 stickers by the end of the week? you get to pick a fun activity to do on the weekend! if you don’t complete a chore you get an X, too many X’s by the end of the week means tv time is limited or no special weekend treat.

obviously the boys are understanding, if a reasonable excuse comes up for your defence in not completing the chore, the big X might be taken off. they aren’t mean, but they also aren’t going to let you just get away with things.

they definitely have a time out corner, a comfy bean bag chair that faces the two walls, and a timer on the one wall so that you can see how much time you have left and know when you can leave. they don’t use it often, but it’s there, and it’s not necessarily a scary thing, it sucks sitting in silence, but it helps you cool off before solving the issue.

i think steve would be the more strict one, you go to bed at the same time every day, and you have less pout power with him. but while bucky is strict and stern he sometimes lets you break bedtime sometimes, needing extra cuddles from you, and if you pout for long enough he will probably cave into whatever you want.

they both love snuggles, the big comfy sectional was bought so that the three of you could snuggle, that way the boys wouldn’t have to share you. movie nights were the best, you had a bunch of blankets and two space heaters on both sides of you, comfy and easily drifting off.

steve and bucky obviously give the best forehead and cheek kisses, smooshing your face to bring you closer to them, your face looking more fish than human with your squished lips.

i feel like after all he’s been through bucky would take a lot less missions, where steve still is gone a lot of the time, if not for days at a time he’s at the compound 9-5 for sure. meaning you and bucky hang out more, helping him cook, showing him your favourite movies, him taking you to places he used to love as a kid, playing games, playing with toys, and his secret favourite, colouring at the dining room table.

steve loves to take you to the park, playing catch, pushing you on the swings, running around and picking flowers all being some of his favourites. he loves the moments where it’s just peaceful and where you’re genuinely having fun.

#buckys little belle #little!reader #bucky age regression #age regression fic #bucky x little reader #age regression #bucky x little!reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #steve rogers age regression #steve rogers x little reader #steve x little!reader #steve x little reader #steve rogers x little!reader #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader

[romanestuffsposts]

Do you write for cg stucky x little reader x little Peter too?? <3

Have a nice dayyy💗💗

Yes I absolutely can if you want me to 😚💜

[marvelfanfics1]

what's ur favorite pairing to write for!

Ouuuuu good question! There are few so let's list them!

Daddy!Loki x little!reader!! (he's just 🥺)

Daddy!Thor x little!reader (I always squeal when I see a request for him 🥺)

Daddy!Peter x little!reader

Daddy!stucky x little!reader (my fav ship <3)

Cg!winterwidow x little!reader

#julia answers

[fictosexualagere]

cg!Stucky headcannon

Bucky is the type to ruffle your hair and mess it all up on purpose, only for Steve to give him a disapproving look. He’d kneel down in front of you, fixing your hair back to normal and finishing with a kiss atop your head. Basically Bucky is the chaotic daddy hehe

#cg stucky #cg steve #cg Bucky #steve rogers x little!reader #bucky barnes x little!reader #stucky x little!reader #stucky age regression #agere positivity #sfw agere #age regression #fictosexual agere

[ace-of-gay]

Not jealous, just confused

Stucky x little (gn) reader

1,496 words

(They/them) used as collective for all instead of single gender defining pronouns

Warnings: dd/l(gn) / cgl content, names like daddy, little one, baby etc. Mention of paci,stuffys, and naps etc. This was falsely labeled as ddl(gn) at one point

Edited to the best of my ability

Contains peter as a little and stark as his cg, peter is older than 18 in this, it is not starker, just platonic cgl between them.

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Your daddies and You were at the tower for a couple of days while uncle tony was out of town for who knows what, Peter couldn't go with him this time so Steve offered for himself and Bucky to watch him, they believed it'd be nice to have you around another little.

The only issue was that peters little age had him older than you and had different interests because of it.

Just a couple of hours Bucky had put you down for a nap before he had to leave for therapy, its the easiest way to fit two schedules together, keeping you occupied while he’s out and so you don’t have a breakdown because one of your daddies was leaving, if a day played out how it is today, when you wake up before Bucky returns you usually go and cuddle with Stevie.

You roll yourself out of bed grabbing your stuffy and paci on your way out of your room, your tummy reminding you that you only had a small lunch before your nap, the glide of your socks on the hard wood floor bringing a little spark of excitement but you know you need to be careful so you instead take small calculated steps trying not to be loud and rambunctious.

You near the threshold between the hall and the living room, a pang or elation rolling through you, you absolutely love your post-nap cuddles, but when you see your daddy holding a sleepy Peter, slowly swaying from side to side with a peaceful smile amongst his face, his eyes closed as he hums out a melody, "daddy?" You rock from heel to toe waiting for acknowledgement but none comes, not wanting to annoy him by repeating yourself, you seat you and your stuffy on the ground leaning against the wall patiently waiting.

You know the feel of needing someone there to put you to sleep so you don’t push but when he seats himself long ways on the couch, laying down with a now sleeping boy on his chest, your little mind starts going a million miles an hour, daddy is ignoring you, screaming in your mind as your eyes flood with the lingering confusion, why would he ignore you, he always just sets you down when nap time, its not fair.

Completely disregarding the fact you had your stuffy with you, you stand up quietly shuffling back to the room to play with your puzzle you had brought, you didn't even realize you had left (s/n) in the hall.

You put on your headphones and turn on your most frequently played list of songs to fill the silence. Dumping the pieces on your blankie so they don’t make too much sound, you really didn't want to upset Stevie? You start organizing the 350 piece puzzle, alone but in the zone.

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Bucky got back not too long after you started your puzzle, waking Steve up when the elevator pinged, a gentle grin shared between the two of them, "where’s our little firecracker?" He whispers so not to wake the little boy in Steve’s arms, "still sleeping, 's probably all tuckered out from playing with little Petie all morning", the boy stirs for a moment but finding his way back into the depths of his nap letting both men release their held breaths, Steve runs a soothing hand up and down peters back, honestly just an instinct he has from always cuddling with His baby all the time.

Bucky looks down the hall when he hears a small rustle of movement but nothing more, a blur in his peripheral vision catching his attention he goes to pick it up, now he’s sure you’re not asleep, and you’re probably upset cause you don’t nap this long ever and you definitely don’t leave your stuffy in a different room without something happening, especially the stuffy he is more than 100% sure he tucked you in with.

He makes his way down the hall to the room you’re occupying, a slight fear in his mind that you won't be there but when he sees you on your knees humming along to the music in your headphones while putting the finishing pieces into the picture, a small sniffle bringing him from his adoration, he steps forward with enough power in his movement for you to feel the vibrations in the floor.

You place the last piece and turn around, a flash of heat flicks through your body, you didn't ask to ply with your puzzle or play with music, what if you get in trouble? Taking your headphones off, folding them and setting them to the side you give you attention to bucky who sets (s/n) on the bed before perching himself on the edge, another small absent-minded sniffle tells him something is wrong, " your puzzle looks very good sweetheart" you smile up at him pushing past the frog in your throat, "thank you daddy" comes out as almost a whimper, you stand up, slotting yourself into his open arms and let him pull you into his lap, "oh, my sweet, sweet little baby, didn't get their cuddles after nap time did they?" You shake your head, No, against his shoulder, letting his hold soothe you the way you needed, "why didn't you tell Stevie you were awake, pumpkin? "

"I twied, he 'gnored me, din' wisten, so i sit and waited long time and he just cuddle wif Peter".

"Awe, I’m sorry sweetheart, he was probably out of it, he had been really stressed before we came over, he was worried he’d do something wrong with Petie"

You nod in understanding, relishing in the safety of your daddies arms and chest encapsulating you, "I’m very proud of you for not getting loud at him"

"Fank chu, din wanna wake Petie or upset daddy".

He hums in response, handing you your stuffy and taking you to the living room where peter was up and running around again as if he hadn't been asleep just a few minutes ago.

"There’s my baby, you slept a long time today dove, you feeling okay?"

You bury your face deeper into Bucky’s chest as he swayed side to side with you, "someone wasn't asleep when I got in there, they were playing with their puzzle and listening to music, you ignored them when they came out earlier to tell you they woke up, but instead of fussing they went and stayed quiet and was being good"

Steve placed his hand on your back, "oh baby I’m so sorry, I had no idea, I know that must have been really upsetting, can daddy still give you post-nap cuddles?"

You look up to Bucky to help you decide.

"Its up to you baby, whatever makes you feel better", you nod, taking a moment to think but inevitably turning around reaching for Steve, as he takes you into his arms a loud crash of Peter's block tower being smashed to the ground, he cheers and enunciates to his destruction “BAM!!", you flinch into your daddy’s chest, "hey peter, buddy lets play with something a little quieter for the time being " getting a grumble in response.

Steve takes you back to the room and lays down with you how he was with Peter just earlier, "we can cuddle, take another nap or even watch a movie, which would you like bubs?"

"Nap but you stay" its barely a whisper but perfect for him, he pulls the blanket back over you and places a kiss to your forehead, "i love you so much, we'll have snacks later after the nap, okay ? You nod, easily dozing off in his arms, him not to far behind.

About an hour later you wake up but much more content than earlier, looking up at Steve who is smiling down at you, you stretch forward, still tucked up in his arms, you bonk the button of your paci against his lips, mimicking a kiss, he chuckles, the vibrations rattling your own causing you to giggle, giving him another paci kiss and the same thing playing out.

You squeal in joy, "well hello to you too, sweet thing" your tummy grumbles in response, "right, snack time"

And so snack time commences, making sure both yours and peters tummy’s are full before letting you both run off to play.

Uncle tony returns the day after bringing a small gift for Petie and one for you as well, you hand it to Bucky, getting help opening it, and he hands it back to you, a bright yellow paci with a light gray button and the word 'sunshine on the handle of it in beads.

You give him a thank you hug. Staying for dinner and until you got sleepy.

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That night tucked between both daddies you fall asleep the easiest you’ve ever done so, the feeling of being home and safe putting the best dreams in your sweet little mind.

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Im sorry for this one not being very good, im tired but really wanted to write, so this is the end product

#bucky x gn!reader #bucky fluff #bucky imagine #bucky x reader #daddy bucky #daddy bucky x little reader #daddy! steve rogers #daddy! steve x little! reader #james bucky barnes imagine #imagines #bucky x you #bucky fanfic #stucky x little!reader #stucky x y/n #stucky x reader #stucky x you #daddy stucky x little reader #daddy stucky #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x little!reader #steve rodgers x reader

[agere-fics]

A Day With Daddy

dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄

Summary: Little!Reader and CG!Daddy!Bucky have a day of play when Stevie's away 🥰

Request from @juiceboxgothbaby: hey I would really love a CG!stucky Little!reader fix where Steve goes out for a while and reader and Bucky get silly and make a mess and then steve comes home

Relationship: Caregiver Bucky Barnes x Caregiver Steve Rogers x AgeRe Little Reader

Word Count: 1,092

Content Warnings: usage of "daddy" and "dada" (but in a nonsexual context), playing messily and chaotically

Author's Note: hi! thank you for the request! i'm very proud of myself for writing a completed fic. i haven't been able to do so for a long time. reader is completely neutral from what i can tell. there are parts that may seem not body size friendly but i promise my intention was to make it to where you can really feel little as you read! i hope y'all enjoy!

(if there is anything else you believe i should put as a warning or to change to make reader more neutral please let me know! /gen /srs)

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"Bye-bye, dada!" you shouted from the front door, waving your hand so fast your wrist ached. It wasn't painful though, and you really wanted to show your dada a whole lotta love as he got into his car. He wanted to spend the day with you, he told you himself. However, Tony Stank called your dada away. But that was okay because you knew he needed to do "saving the world" stuff.

Steve opened the door to his black pickup truck, placing one foot on the step and turning to face you. "I'll be back in no time, kiddo." He smiled. "Be good for daddy."

"I will!" Your eyes squinted from how wide you grinned.

Your dada sat in the driver's seat, waving once more before pulling out the driveway. You watched as he drove away, and continued to watch even more despite him already being out of your sight. Being away from your dada left a pain in your heart. You still had Bucky though, your daddy, to watch over you and keep you company.

Bucky walked closer to the front door, observing you still standing at the door frame, looking out where your dada once was.

"He'll be back, pumpkin. Dada always comes back."

You whined, jutting out your bottom lip in a pout.

Bucky never took that to heart. He knew you loved hanging out with him just as much as you loved being with your Stevie. But that didn't mean you still wouldn't feel a sting in your adorable, loving heart.

Luckily, your Daddy knew just what to do.

"Little one," You turned to face Bucky. "I got these new paints, and I've been dying to try them out. Do you want to join Daddy?"

You gasped and smiled brightly. "Yes, yes, yes!"

Your daddy adoringly laughed at your joy. He knew it would work.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, Daddy, c'mon!" you dragged him to the living room.

"Alrighty, cutie patootie, I'm coming."

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Your caregivers shared a bunch of similarities. It made sense considering how long they've known each other and how well they bonded closely. The only difference between your dada and daddy you've ever been able to notice is their strictness. Daddy does things before thinking. His worry is focused on you having fun and having a good time. At the end of it, he'll concern himself with the mess and make sure little and big you didn't feel bad in the slightest. He always makes sure you knew it was absolutely okay because you had fun and that was his most important rule.

Your dada is a different story. Of course, he wants you to have fun and enjoy being little, but he also believed rules and structure were something that you needed and could highly benefit from. No punishments are given, but he makes sure little you is disciplined in a way that'll help you grow. He sets your bedtimes, ensures you eat healthily, makes sure your activities are safe, amongst other things.

So, when caregiving you together, Bucky and Steve are able to balance each other. But, when they're seperate (especially when Bucky is alone with little you) things become...well, interesting.

Your favorite kid safe song played on loop in the living room, blasting so loud your next door neighbors could probably hear it word for word. You and your daddy had jumped on the couch, on the beds, and danced on the floors. The only thing he didn't let you do was jump off the dining table. But your pout was quickly gone when he explained that he didn't want his precious little one to get hurt. He compromised by picking you up, spinning you around, and having you "fly" around the house in his arms like a superhero.

"Look at you go, my little avenger! We're recruiting you know... you'd be the cutest, adorablest, most powerful avenger there ever was!"

Silly string was sprayed all over the wall, the couches, the floor, and especially in one corner of your playroom, where you tried to make a spider web. Unfortunately, it crumbled and held barely any weight at all. You decided you'd have to FaceTime Peter Parker at some point to assist you in perfecting the art of web building.

Your utmost favorite part of the day was the humongous painting you did on the fence of your backyard.

Daddy had cheered you on and complimented you the entire time.

"Good job, my little Vincent Van Gogh!"

"Wow! How did I get so lucky to have the most talented baby in the whole wide world? No, universe. The best baby in the whole universe!"

"I'm gonna have to call Tony. I got the smartest little doll on my hands."

By the time it was seven o clock, you started getting worn down and a bit hungry.

"Daddy, can I has some nuggies?" you asked while yawning, leaning your head on the dining table.

Bucky patted your head. "Of course, bubba."

You ate about half the nuggies when your eyes started drooping and feeling very, very heavy.

Your daddy noticed this and set down the fork he held that still had a small piece of chicken nugget on it.

He picked you up, letting your head rest on his shoulder and your arms wrap around his neck. Your daddy carried you to your room and set you down on the bed. He grabbed clean pairs of comfy clothes to help you change into before tucking you into bed and kissing your forehead.

"Sweet dreams, my little one." He handed you your best friend stuffie that you quickly grabbed and hugged close to your chest. Not even a second later, you drifted off into dreamland.

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Bucky cleaned up every single piece of silly string, organized your toys and art utensils, and wiped down all of the surfaces in record time.

He felt like he was in the clear. I mean, there was no piece of chaoticness left from their adventurous day.

That was, until Steve walked into the living room holding up a single leftover strand of silly string, placing his other hand on his hip.

"Do I even want to know what you guys did today?"

"No." Bucky smiled. "It would stress you out just to hear it."

"New rule for the house... Silly String is outside play only." Steve let out a breathy laugh as he threw away the stranded piece of silly string. You had fun, and that's all that mattered.

#cg!stucky x reader #cg!bucky barnes x reader #cg!bucky #caregiver!bucky barnes x reader #little reader #bucky barnes x little reader #daddy!bucky barnes #daddy!bucky x reader #caregiver bucky barnes x reader #bucky x little!reader #agere #age regression #agere fanfic

[angelbaby-fics]

Ur finally opend ur request again yayyyyyy

So I'm very sick rn and I thought of daddy stucky x little reader x little Peter where she is sick but they dont notice it until they are at the avenger tower and she fell asleep while playing with her stuffys and her friends and Peter goes to daddy buck and is like "daddy tiny fell asleep" and he is like huh again? And then they found out that she's sick 🥺

Daycare Dilemma

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: What a precious idea 🥺 I love older brother Peter & I love that you guys do too 💕 I changed up the request just slightly but I hope you still love it!! 💕

The day started just as well as any other day. You had breakfast with your family at the kitchen table, one of Steve’s records playing softly in the corner of the room while Bucky cut your pancake into bite-size pieces. Peter’s spoon chimed against his bowl as he shoveled sugary cereal into his mouth. The sun was a bit bright on your sleepy eyes, but aside from that you couldn’t complain. The mornings were your favorite part of the day anyways. 

Syrupy pancake bites scratched down your throat, but you chalked it up to having just woken up. Even Bucky could tell you were taking a bit longer than usual to perk up that morning, and he rubbed your back reassuringly as you took some sips from your water cup. You usually sat in your own chair, but today you ate breakfast in Bucky’s lap. He and Steve had some business to attend to at the compound so he soaked up every moment with you before he had to go to work. 

Thankfully, the compound had a daycare center not far from the meeting rooms, so they knew you and Peter would be in good hands while they were busy. Mr. Stark had spared no expense on all the amenities a kid could dream up and then some. There was a massive indoor playground with swirling slides that led outside the building into the courtyard garden, a motorized swing set that took you far higher than the swings at any park you’d been to, and a trampoline built right into the floor, surrounded by soft plush barriers to minimize injury. Staff members were always available for the kiddos that needed more hands on supervision, while F.R.I.D.A.Y. kept track of the more independant little ones. 

You often looked forward to getting to spend time there, but today, all you really wanted to do was stay curled up in Bucky’s arms. Steve could barely keep Peter’s hand in his as you all approached the daycare entrance, the boy’s excitement practically propelling him towards the door. Yours and Peter’s backpacks were slung over Steve’s shoulder, while Bucky focussed all his energy on carrying you. He could tell you were quiet, and clingier than usual; he assumed you were anxious about being separated from your daddies so soon after breakfast, and he wanted to drop everything and stay home with you. But it was a very important meeting, and a rather short one at that, and he whispered reassuringly in your ear that he’d be back before you knew it to snuggle on the couch for the rest of the day. 

Bucky sat you down in the younger kids area, correctly assuming that your lack of energy today was an indicator of a smaller headspace. This area had a big tent full of pillows and blankets, a big tv, and some soft toys and stuffies strewn around for you to crawl and find. Steve came over with the backpacks, puting Peter’s in a nearby cubby, and removing the pacifier and bottle from yours before putting it in the cubby as well. Peter was long gone already, climbing up the playscape as high as he could go. You took your things from Steve with a soft smile, immediately putting your paci in your mouth and leaning up to tap it against your daddy’s lips. Then you reached out for Bucky so you could do the same for him. 

“We’ll see you soon, okay lovebug?” Bucky said softly, tugging his thumb across your cheek. 

“We won’t be long, promise. Love you, babydoll.” Steve added, and the two stood up, leaving you in the baby room as they went back out into the main room towards the exit.

“Make sure to keep an eye on your sister,” Steve called up to Peter, who was perched on the top level of the playground with an arm stretched out towards the ceiling, “And no webs indoors!”

Peter lowered his arm dejectedly, rolling his eyes as your daddies turned to leave for their meeting. At the last minute he called out “Bye Daddy! Bye Baba!”

The tv was playing Winnie The Pooh, which you liked very much, so you gathered some of the pillows and blankets to make a little nest for yourself. You weren’t hungry for your bottle yet, so you set it aside as you got yourself comfortable. The daycare felt colder than usual, and your toes were feeling like little icicles in your socks, so you pulled as many blankets as you could over yourself, just your face peeking out to watch the tv screen. Your blinks got longer and longer until eventually you were snoring softly in the confines of the tent. 

It didn’t take very long for Peter to get bored of playing by himself, and soon climbed down from the playscape to look around for you. He might have missed you all hidden in your nest if his spidey sense hadn’t suddenly picked up your raised temperature and raspy breathing. Peter bounded into the tent and couched by your side, not sure if he should wake you up and ask what's wrong, or let you rest. He looked around the room for a daycare attendant or someone he could ask for help, but he saw a familiar face instead. 

“Hey, Angel!” Steve greeted, entering the baby area while Bucky signed you out at the entrance. “Are you checking on your little sister?” The meeting had been just as short as they’d promised. 

“Baby’s sleepin’,” Peter replied with a shrug, making Steve’s eyebrows furrow.

“Again? Did she sleep the whole time?” He asked, softly brushing aside the blankets so he could caress your face. He could tell from the moment he made contact with your skin that you were running a fever. 

“Everything alright in here?” Bucky asked, joining his family. He could feel Steve’s tenseness as he entered the room.

“Looks like we’re gonna have to give this one a little extra loving when we get home,” Steve answered, scooping you up with the blanket still wrapped around you so as not to disturb your slumber. He’d wash it and return it when you were better. 

“Oh? We have a sick baby on our hands?” Bucky asked nervously, mentally kicking himself for not noticing when he was feeding you breakfast. 

Bucky gathered yours and Peter’s things while Steve rocked you back and forth in his arms. Then the four of you made your way back towards the elevator up to your home floor. When the metal doors were within sight, Bucky gave Peter the ‘okay’ to run ahead and press the buttons for all of you, one of his favorite duties. When the kid was out of earshot, Bucky leaned over to whisper to Steve, hoping you were still asleep so you wouldn’t hear his insecurities. 

“I should have noticed, Steve. She sat in my lap all morning and I just thought she was tired.”

Steve shifted you over to one arm, your slumber undisturbed as you were pressed comfortably into the side of his chest. With his now free hand, Steve reached out to hold his husband’s.

“There’s no use worrying about it now, honey,” He rubbed a reassuring thumb against Bucky’s hand. “All we can do now is give her all the love she needs. And I happen to know you’re very good at that.” 

#little!reader #agere fic #marvel agere #stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky #cg x little!reader #cg!stucky #stucky x reader #peter parker x little!reader #stucky x little!peter #chloe's fic

[officialcharactersimp]

would you write poly fics

yes!! please!! I'm poly!! down in the bottom of my intro post I talk about poly stuff, but I'll give a short recap: I'm most comfortable writing triads, with two characters and reader, but I can try out quads if you like (3 x r). Anything more will be a much more casual thing... for example:

little!reader is Stucky's little, and the other avengers are also cgs and littles, and you three are a triad, but you and the other avengers all get together sometimes and if things happen things happen, yknow?

the groupings I'm most comfortable/hype about include:

WandaNat x reader

BuckyNat x reader

Stucky x reader

I've never written the following, but am excited to try if people are intersted:

Winterhawk x reader

Clintasha x reader

Stony x reader?? idk.

#noah answers sometimes #poly x reader #avengers x reaader #requests open #anon #buckynat x reader #winterwidow x reader #stucky x reader #wandanat x reader #winterhawk x reader #clintasha x reader #stony x reader

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Hey! I was wondering if I could put in a request for a Cg!Stucky x Little!Reader (where the reader uses they/them pronouns), and Steve and Bucky want to take y/n to meet the rest of the Avengers for the first time. However y/n has sensory processing issues, so meeting so many (loud) people at once is very jarring, so a meltdown or shutdown occurs.

Maybe include Peter being autistic himself so he understands what y/n is going through and can help them out.

Hi Darling! I am so sorry this request took me so long to do. Everytime I've gone to write it I've ended up slipping! But I've finally got it finished and I really hope you enjoy this <3 Thank you for your patience!!

"Loud"

Pairings: Caregiver!Stucky x Little!Reader, Platonic!Peter x Little!Reader.

Summary: When reader is taken to meet her caregivers colleagues and friends it all gets a bit much. Thankfully there's a helpful spider boy.

Warnings: Small meltdown?, nicknames (Stevie, Doll, Dorogoy, Pete, Kiddo.)

(Dorogoy - Sweetheart )

‼️I would like to say that I'm writing from experience, when it comes to autism not everyone reacts the same way.‼️

(Gender neutral reader)

‼️ THIS IS NOT NSFW ‼️

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Tony was throwing another one of his parties. For once it seemed he actually had a reason to do so. After months of Steve and Bucky being your caregivers the three of you had spoken about you meeting the rest of the Avengers. So the Tony Stark agreed to throw a party with only the Avengers.

Bucky was driving whilst Steve sat in the back of the car with you, drawing small circles onto your palms while whispering comforting words.

It didn't take long before the three of you were making your way up the lift, into where the party was taking place.

"If it gets too much just let me or Stevie know alright Doll?" Bucky said quietly, bouncing you slightly in his arms.

You nodded into his shoulder when Steve took your hand and asked you a question.

"And can you tell me what you say if someone trys to hug or touch you when you don't want touch?"

"Please don't touch me right now I don't want touch. I don't mean it to be rude I just need space right now" You recited back to the two of them.

"Well done Dorogoy, that's perfect." Bucky praised, giving you a kiss on the forehead.

The lift doors opened and the three of you were at where the party was.

You had been sitting on the floor infront of the coffee table, colouring for the past 10 minutes. You had been introduced to everyone about an hour ago and were quickly getting overwhelmed. Steve and Bucky decided to let you do your own thing for a while as to not completely overwhelm you. So as you coloured the Avengers talked. Pretty much everyone was at the party, everyone except Thor.

It didn't take much longer before Thor arrived, his brother following in tow. Thor greeted everyone loudly before spotting you.

"Ah! You must be Steve and Buckys little one!!" He practically yelled excitedly approaching you.

He was loud. Really loud. He seemed nice and you didn't think he would hurt you. But he was loud. And it scared you. You quickly got up and ran off before Thor could  approach you properly. Everyone saw this interaction and Bucky and Steve got up panicked on where you had gone.

Loki turned to Thor. "Well done you big oaf. You scared them."

The two brothers began bickering back and forth.

Tony reassured both Bucky and Steve that you would be okay. And you wouldn't go missing withing the compound due to Jarvis being able to find you if need be. This calmed both men down. Everyone starting stealing again, giving you time to calm down before they try to approach and speak to you.

Peter approached Steve and Bucky.

"Can I go find them? I think I might be able to help them calm down."

Bucky and Steve looked between themselves before agreeing and letting the teen go off to find you.

Peter found you quickly and called out to you gently, noticing how you were rocking back and forward slightly.

"Hey little one, it's me Peter. Do remember me? We met earlier"

You looked up to him "Pete..?"

"Yep that's me. Are you okay?"

"Is too loud..." you mumbled.

"It really was wasn't it..."

You just nodded saying nothing else.

"Can I tell you something?"

You again nodded at Peter.

"I have something called autism. Do you know what that is?"

"A little" you responded.

Peter smiled at the progress you were making, taking note that you were no longer rocking back and forward.

"Well I won't overwhelm you with all the details Kiddo but one of the issues I have because of my autism is I get overwhelmed with loud noises."

This caught your attention.

"Do you know what that's like?" Peter asked trying to see if that's the only thing that caused your small meltdown earlier.

"Mhm.. loud is icky."

Peter laughed a little. "Loud noises can be icky can't they? They don't have to be though." He smiled at you.

"Cuddle..?"

"Of course Kiddo. Come here"

Leaning back against the wall Peter carefully placed you in his arms. You buried your head in his tshirt and withing minutes you were asleep. It didn't take long before Peter joined you asleep.

After a while the Avengers decided to go find you and now Peter. They arrived where Jarvis told them the two of you were to find you cuddled up to Peter, in his arms. Whilst Peter cradled you protectively.

They all smiled looking at the new bond the two of you made and the amount of progress you had both made.

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[buckys-little-belle]

Hi! I hope you had a good day. Um.. I don't know if you care for the idea or not but one of my siblings ate my last pack of Avengers gummies that I was saving. Even worse, I had then hidden in my room and they still ate them! And I was wondering if maybe you liked the idea for a story. If not that's okay. It's silly. Anyway, I hope you are well

-♡

STOPPP no bubba i’m so sorry! Those gummies are so good and I totally would also be sad! I hope you’re able to get some more!! Also I absolutely love this idea and really feel inspired by it, who would you want me to write it for? Bucky? Steve? Stucky? Do you have an idea on who you would like the sibling to be? I was thinking an addition to my CG!Bucky x Little!Reader, and Little!Steve, but I want you to like it too and have it be how you want it to be! Maybe little!Peter? or another little who steals the gummies?

#♡ anon