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marvelfanfics1 · 1 year

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Hide Daddy's Arm

Pairing: daddy!bucky x little!reader, Sam x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, fluff

A/N: Thank you to the sweet little anon for giving me ideas for this fic!

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"OK! So what we're gonna do is I'm gonna take off your daddy's arm, and you can play with it, ok?" Sam asked, and you grin around your paci.

"Ok!"

Sam was there because he needed to talk to Bucky about some business. That business was about taking care of you while Bucky was on a mission.

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"What the hell? Where the hell is my arm?" Bucky grumbles. "I'm freaking lopsided." Bucky was lopsided because he wasn't used to him not having the weight of his arm.

Bucky stocks to your room, wondering if you knew anything. "Baby, where is my ar-"

There you are sitting with his arm at your tea table. It has magnets and stickers all over it. God, the stickers were hard to get off.

"Hi!" You say as you stare at you beautiful bare chested lopsided daddy. You can't help but let out a little laugh.

"Baby, I need my arm back." You didn't wanna give your daddy his arm back. You love his cold arm. "Uhhh, fine, Daddy."

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"Uncle Sam! Daddy is taking a nap! We should play 'hide daddy's arm'!"

"Ohhh, that's a great idea, bug!"

"No, not weally, Uncle Sam, bu let's do it anyway!"

You took your daddies arm off and decided to put it in the washer. It needed a wash, but you didn't wanna wash it without permission. Even though you take his arm without permission.

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An hour later.

"Really? Again?" Said a grumpy Bucky. "Baby, come here now!"

You ran to your daddy to see what he wanted.

"Hi, Daddy!"

"Baby, did Uncle Sammy help you take my arm off again?"

"Yes, Daddy!" You say while giggling.

"OK baby, let's play. Go get daddies arm within a minute, and you'll get alllll the candy you want for today!"

"Ok, Daddy! I'll gets ya arm!"

As you get your daddies arm, he'd thinks of an idea of how to get you to stop stealing his arm. This would be the 5th time this week you took it.

You finally came back dragging his arm into the room.

"Baby," He says as he sits on the bed and pulls you with him. "If you don't stop this game of 'hide daddy's arm'," Uncle Sam is gonna get time out. Do you want that baby?"

You gasp, "No, daddy! No time out, fa Sammy! We'll quit!"

"Promise?" You daddy asked.

"Pomise, Daddy!"

"Thank you, Rocket!"

"Wocket?"

The day ended with you high on sugar and Sammy having a talk with your daddy.

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pahtoosh · 2 months

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baker's convention

[image ID: a gif from infinity war of steve hugging bucky. /.end ID]

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18+

wc: 1900 words

warnings: food. reader gets picked up by steve. i kinda gave our baba anxiety(sorry)

a/n: i am SO proud of this! i hope you all love it! and i am very happy to expand the chef/baker universe! i sprinkled in a hint at a future fic with baker!nat, but let me know if you guys have any suggestions for our other friends!

pairing: chef!daddy!bucky x gn!little!reader

summary: bucky takes you to a baker's convention and you get to try new creations from his closest friends. special appearances from natasha, sam, and steve!

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Bucky helped you put on your lanyard and nametag at the convention center’s entrance. He knew you could do it yourself, but he was stalling and needed something to occupy his shaky hands. He straightened out your shirt, another nervous habit of his.

“Are you excited, bubba?”

“Yes! So excited, Daddy.”

“Good, good. Daddy’s excited too.”

He kept fiddling with your clothes and tried not to think about how nervous he was for today. You’d met his baker buddies before, but never all at once, in one day. And never in such a crowded place.

He wasn’t worried because of you; he was worried about all the things beyond his control. What if the convention was too overwhelming? What if you two got separated? What if a stranger was mean to you? Breathe, Bucky. Breathe.

“Daddy?”

“Y-yeah?”

“I can have all the sweets I want today, right?”

Bucky laughed, taken aback by your question.

“Our minds are in two different places, honeybun.” He stopped messing with your clothes and kissed your forehead. “Yes, you can have all the sweets you want if you remember your manners–and if you give me a big hug right now.”

You squealed and wrapped your arms around Bucky, squeezing him with all your might. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Bucky was starting to feel a bit better. As usual, you were able to calm his nerves and remind him that he had nothing to worry about. He was a good caregiver. If you got overwhelmed, he would know the signs and how to help you. If you got lost, he had plenty of friends and colleagues who knew you, loved you, and would do anything to help. If a stranger tried ruining your day, he was more concerned with what you could do to them than what they could do to you.

While you were hugging Bucky as hard as you could, you were also helping slow down his heart rate and the other physical signs of his stress. He was finally prepared to go in.

“Are you ready, baby?”

“Yes! Yes! I’m so ready!”

You swung your interlocked hands back and forth as you and Bucky walked through the doors and down the long hallway that led to the convention center.

The sight of the many vendors and their stalls selling baked goods stopped you in your tracks. There were more than you could count. It seemed as if there were endless rows of cookies, cupcakes, pies, and happy people enjoying the art of baking.

Bucky noticed a friend giving you a slight wave to get your attention. He gently tugged your hand.

“Do you wanna go over there, honey? That booth looks good.”

You looked at the booth and gasped, then walked as fast as you could to get there, tugging Bucky along behind you. You were by no means as gentle with Bucky as he had been with you earlier. He laughed good-naturedly as you practically pulled his arm out of its socket.

“Natty!”

“Hey there, firecracker.”

Bucky greeted her with a nod. “Natalia.”

“Buchanan.” She turned to face you again. “I saw you pulling your Daddy back there. I could teach you this trick if you re-”

Bucky covered your ears with his hands and gave his friend a bewildered look. “You’re not teaching them that,” he whisper shouted.

Natasha stifled a laugh while Bucky took his hands away from your ears and tried to redirect your attention. “Which of these treats do you wanna try first, bun?”

“Can I have one of the cakes, please?”

“Comin’ right up.” She handed you a small plate with a square piece of cake and two forks. Bucky motioned for you to take the first bite. Your eyes widened in delight. The cake was so delicate and soaked in a sweet milk. The cake itself was sightly sour, but the sweet milk and ganache topping balanced the whole dessert.

“What is this?”

“It’s bird’s milk cake. Do you like it?”

“Mhm!” You went in for another bite.

“I have something else for you to try too.” Natasha reached beside her and handed you and Bucky another plate with two small, potato-like objects. “This is called kartosha.”

You tried pronouncing this new word before taking a bite. Once again, you were struck by how beautifully simple and balanced the dessert was. Bittersweet cookie crumbles were combined with sweet, sticky condensed milk.

“It’s so good!”

“I’m glad you think so.” Natasha looked like she was going to say more, but then a special someone caught her eye. She leaned over to whisper in your ear. “I think someone’s been stealing looks and wondering when you’re going to visit their booth.”

You whipped your head around and saw Sam look quickly in the other direction, as if he was pretending that he hadn’t been looking at you earlier. He had a mischievous smile on his face though, and his eyes wandered to you for a second before darting back. He rocked back and forth on his heels and even began to whistle a little. You giggled at his attempts to look casual.

You turned to Bucky. “Daddy, can we go to Sammy’s booth?”

“Sure can, let’s say bye to Nat first.”

“Bye, Natty! Thank you for the cake and kartosha!”

“You’re welcome.” She walked around the booth to give you a goodbye hug. “You have to come visit the cafe soon, okay? The kitties miss you and I need some help from my little decorator.”

“I will!” You waved goodbye and then skipped to Sam’s booth.

He was still putting on his oblivious act.

“Sammy, hi!”

“Oh, hey! I didn’t even see you there!”

You laughed and shook your head. “Nuh uh, I saw you looking!”

“Alright, alright, ya caught me. But once you see the show I’ve got planned for you, you’ll understand.”

“A show?” you asked, bouncing excitedly.

“Yup. A whole show. Tell me something, do you like caramel?” He took a step to where his burner stove was.

“Yeah!”

“Okay well this isn’t exactly caramel, but if you like caramel, you’ll like this.” He put a small pan on the stove and turned on the heat. “We’ll start off with a little butter, some cinnamon, and brown sugar.” Sam effortlessly dropped and sprinkled the ingredients into the pan as he listed them off. He gave the mixture a stir, shaking the pan at the same time like a pro.

“Now I don’t know if you like bananas. But if you don’t, you’ll like them after this.” He put a small handful of slices into the pan and coated them in the sauce. He turned off the stove.

“Alright, here’s the real show. I need y’all to take one step back so you’re behind that red tape on the floor.”

You and Bucky did as he said.

“Perfect, thank you. Now these bananas just need a little more juice.” He poured a small amount of clear amber liquid into the pan. “And they could also use a little more heat.” He flicked a lighter just to the side of the pan, setting all of the amber liquid aflame. He shook the pan back and forth, flipping the bananas in the flaming sauce. You watched the fire, absolutely mesmerized by how it shifted and how Sam had so much control over the volatile force. He kept the whole thing moving, like it was a choreographed dance between him and the flaming pan where he was the leader. Slowly, the flames died down and the bananas were left in a glistening sauce.

“THAT WAS THE COOLEST THING EVER!” you screamed, clapping your hands and jumping up and down. “How did you do that?!”

“A lot of practice, okay? Don’t ever try this at home.”

You nodded. “I’ll just watch you do it every day.”

Sam laughed. “If you boost my ego like this every time, I’ll do this whenever you want. You ready to try the bananas now?”

“Yes please!”

“Alright, and one more very important question.” He halted and looked at you seriously. “Do you want ice cream?”

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Sam gave you and Bucky two beautiful bowls of bananas foster, he called it. He grinned from ear to ear as you asked him endless questions. You wanted to talk more(and ask for another serving), but a crowd full of people wanting to see Sam’s show had formed. You thanked him profusely and waved goodbye nearly your entire walk to the next booth, until you had to turn the corner and could no longer see your friend. Luckily, Bucky was holding your other hand and leading the way to make sure you didn’t bump into anyone or get lost.

You were about to mourn the end of the best time of your life, when you saw another friend waving to you excitedly.

“Stevie!”

You skipped to his booth and he met you in the middle, picking you up for a bone-crushing hug.

“I missed you, bug!”

“Easy, Rogers. Bubba’s full of sweets and ice cream.”

Steve set you down gently and fixed your clothes that he had messed up. “Sorry, bubba, sorry. Wait–you had ice cream already?”

“Uh huh! We went to Sam’s booth!”

“Aw, you went to Sam’s booth before mine? That’s not fair!” he whined. He put a hand over his chest. “You’re breakin’ my heart, bubba.”

“And he gave me a fire show.”

“And he gave you a fire show?” Steve pretended to cry, putting his head in his hands and allowing sobs to run through his body.

“Stevieee, c’mon!” You wrapped your arms around him and patted his back. “Do you know what Sammy didn’t give to me?”

“What?” Steve asked, still pouting.

“Two hugs!”

Steve stopped his crocodile tears and returned your embrace, swinging you side to side to hear your giggles.

“I guess the hugs make up for me not having any fire. And I’m the best hugger you know, right?”

“I-”

“Let’s go see the sweets I have for you!” he said, cutting you off. He carried you on his hip for the short walk to his booth and set you down at the front of it, because only vendors were allowed in the behind area.

Steve stepped behind the display and fixed his apron. Before he spoke, he puffed out his chest and held out his hands in a theatrical manner.

“Welcome to a slice of paradise! We have every pie you can think of! Apple, pumpkin, pecan, key lime, cherry, strawberry–every American classic! And for the non-pie lovers, I have cheesecakes, tarts, and the best rice krispie treats made with my Ma’s secret recipe.” He ended his speech with a wink.

“Wow! There’s so many! I don’t know which one to choose.” You looked at Bucky for assistance.

“Lucky for you, my little bug, I have a sampler platter!” Steve presented you with a plate of many small squares of everything he was selling, all with different colored toothpicks. “You can try these out and when you decide the one you want, let me know and I’ll serve you a whole slice.”

You giddily took the sampler plate and tried all the samples with Bucky, giving Steve feedback after each bite. When you finished trying all of the sweets, you couldn’t pick just one to have a full slice of.

“Stevie?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I have another sample plate, please?”

“Sure, but don’t you want a whole slice of your favorite one?”

“I can’t choose a favorite! They’re all so good.”

Steve smiled proudly. “Alright, one more sampler platter for the charmer with the grouchy daddy.”

Bucky grunted while you giggled. “I have one more question.”

Steve nodded while he arranged your next plate. “What’s up?”

“Can I have a scoop of ice cream too? I need to try all of them with it, for science.”

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iloveslasher · 6 months

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Attention

Avengers

I need help with finding a wattpad book on avengers x little!reader.

So I once read this fan fic of the avengers team which included: steve rogers, bucky barnes, Tony stark, pepper potts, Bruce banner,Thor odinson, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, vision, Clint barton and sam Wilson as the reader (who's named violet) caregivers.

Because Violet was used and abused so the avengers saved her and she at first felt nothing of her physical wounds but then the avengers told her that's not normal and got her looked at by bruce. And got her off the painkillers that her captor put her on.

One chapter has a protocol that she can't use the bathroom bc she is hurting her self by not being little so they kind of have to pressure her into being little.

Then loki and stephen stranger baby sit in one chapter. Which reveal that loki is also a little. Then there is carol as a little.

And another chapter where wanda and vision give violet schoollessons (bc she was capture really young and doesn't know hoe to write or read). Then they discover that Violet has dyslexia by telling her to go right and she takes a left, off of visions suspicions.

Also Steve and bucky are a pair and later violet starts dating Natasha and Natasha helps violet through her first period.

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Omg Sam and Bucky content!!!! Can we please get them taking little!reader to the dentist and lots of comfort happens?

The dentist

Content - age regression, cg!bucky, cg!sam, sore tooth, fillings, the dentist, numbing cream, comfort, cuddles, food, don't like dont read.

Summary - when you have to go to the dentist your caregivers comfort you.

Authors note - this has been sat in my asks for about 2 months and I only just remembered how much I loved it, reblogs are greatly appreciated <3, I hope you enjoy <3

It all started when you were eating some sliced apple.

"Ow!" You exclaimed feeling it push down on your back teeth, it felt like it hit a nerve. "Honey are you okay?" Bucky asked walking over to you a worried look coming over his features "my tooth daddy" you whined swallowing the apple and shuffling over to him.

"Oh angel, do you want daddy to have a look" he asked smiling down at you "yes please" you mumbled fiddling with the loose strings on your top "Okay, Sam!" "Yeah?" Can you bring out my phone please?" "Okay!"

Listening to Sam's footsteps becoming heavier you looked up and saw him enter the kitchen "what's going on?" He frowned seeing your pained expression. "Y/N's got a sore tooth" bucky explained taking his phone from sam and turning on the flashlight.

"Okay sweetheart can you open your mouth for me?" Bucky smiled moving his phone closer to you. Opening your mouth you looked around the room nerves creeping up on you "that's the way" Sam cheered you on with a smile.

A few more seconds went by of bucky examining your teeth until you heard him groan "sam" he said with a cringe on his face. Passing sam the phone his switched places with bucky.

It definitely didn't look good.

"Yep, that's gonna need a filling" "No!" You shrieked scooting yourself away from the two of them "Y/N calm down" "No don't wanna go!" You cried listening to the pair of them sigh before you felt sam pick you up.

"Come here baby" he said cradling your head to his neck signalling for bucky to make a phone call to the dentists office. Walking you both towards the sofa he sat down and repositioned you in his arms.

"Now I know you hate the dentist but bub, we have to get this looked at" he explained "if we don't you could get really sick and then you won't feel good at all okay?" "Is it bad?" You mumbled sadly resting your head on his chest.

"Well, it's not great" he chuckled making you giggle "you know what the worst part about not getting it looked at would be?" "What?" "You wouldn't be able to have sweets anymore."

That convinced you completely.

"Alright, I've made an appointment with Dr joy baby, you like Dr joy you don't have to be big with her" bucky said softly with a smile when he came back into the room.

He was right, Dr joy had always been your dentist and she already knew you were an age regressor having found out before you had to get a tooth out once.

"Okay" you mumbled holding your arms up to him accepting your fate of going to the dentist "whens the appointment?" Sam asked repositioning you so bucky could take you in his arms.

"Tomorrow at 3" he sighed giving you a soft kiss to the nose shushing your soft whine "it'll be okay baby, you'll be fine" "but it hurts daddy" "I know doll, but it'll be over before you know it I promise."

You really hoped he was right.

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The three of you were currently sitting in the waiting room the pristine white walls and the muted television making you feel uneasy, "deep breaths honey" Sam smiled reaching into your bag and pulling out your grey rabbit handing her to you.

"Y/N?" You heard Dr joys voice call you, one she spotted you she gave you a wide smile "hi love, how are you?" She asked kindly writing something down on her clipboard before leading the 3 of you into her office.

"I'm okay" you mumbled shyly smiling back at her "that's good, can I get you to pop up here sweetheart?" She asked signalling to the dentist chair "umm, alright" "here baby ill help you" bucky said propping you up onto the seat and helping you lie down.

"Okay what are we here for today" "well, yesterday Y/N was eating an apple and she got some pain on one of her back teeth so we both had a look and we think she might need a filling" Sam explained while bucky gave you a gentle smile. Returning it you hugged your bunny to your chest and looked towards Dr joy.

"Okay hon, can I have a look at you?" She asked moving her dental equipment to the side of you and manoeuvring her dental light above you. "Okay" you mumbled nervously, noticing your discomfort the boys came up beside you Sam holding your hand and bucky stroking your hair.

Opening your mouth while Dr joy looked around you realised how uncomfortable your jaw felt "it's okay baby" Sam whispered "right, okay yep that's gonna need a filling sweetheart" she said kindly giving you a reassuring smile.

Looking to your caregivers with panicked eyes "Hey honey it's alright" Sam cooed stroking your cheek "is the something you can give her to numb it?" Bucky said anxiously hating the sight of you being scared.

"Oh yes of course we can either giver her a needle or some gel I can apply to the effected area" exchanging a look the boys came to their decision almost instantly "we'll go for the gel I think" Sam chuckled "I thought so" Dr joy smirked kindly.

"Okay hon, let's get this over and done with shall we?"

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The procedure didn't last long, it all felt a bit hazy.

All you could remember was feeling a cold gel on your back tooth, bright light and the comforting feeling of sam holding your hand and buckys vibranium one stroking your hair.

And then you were back in the car.

"Were so proud of you little one" bucky said from the front seat "you did such a good job!" "Thank you daddy" you mumbled looking out the car window "you okay baby?" Sam asked warily looking in the rear vision mirror "mhm, my mouths numb dada" you said playing with the ear of your rabbit.

"Yeah? Aww baby its okay it won't be for long" "what are we having for tea?" You asked your mind going straight to food making the two of them chuckle "we can have whatever you want hon but we'll have to wait a few hours until you mouth gets better" "aww" you whined "I know baby" bucky smiled opening his phone looking up your favourite takeaway places.

After getting up the menus he passed the phone through to you "choose what you want bub" "as long as we thoroughly brush your teeth afterwards" Sam chimed in with a serious face making bucky smirk.

Maybe going to the dentist wasn't that bad after all.

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hainethehero · 2 months

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Steve likes soft, baby blue things.

Bucky got him a Peter Rabbit stuffie because Steve absolutely loved The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter as a child and even into adulthood.

Steve loves being swaddled by his powder blue blanket. He doesn't go anywhere around the Tower without it.

His Daddies often dress him up in soft blue lace & put cute little blue bows in his hair.

Steve is a sleepy babie all the time- well, when he's not being Captain America. And even when he's Captain America, he can't help but snooze after a mission.

All tuckered out after fighting bad guys.

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littleavengerfics · 2 years

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Maybe the reader is out with Sam while Bucky and Steve are busy…

And they are in the park where she climb on a three and fell down? What would Sam do and how would he react?

And more important: how would her daddy’s react of her being injured?🥺

Just like Uncle Sam

WARNING's: age regression, dada Bucky, daddy steve, little reader, blood and injury

Daddy: Steve Dada: Bucky

"Hey doll we need to talk." Your Dada gave you a smile as he crouched down in front of you. "Can you put the stuffy down and look at Dada?" You reluctantly placed your favourite teddy on the floor next to you and stared at Bucky's blue eyes.

"Thank you, now me and Daddy are going to be gone for a few hours." He paused for a second after hearing you whimper, "It will only be for a few hours but uncle Sam is going to look after you. So we need you to be on your best behaviour." You gave him a slight nod before leaning forward to wrap your arms around him.

"We have to go in a minute so we should go say bye to Daddy." He lifted you into his arms and carried you to the main area. "Bye Daddy." Steve came over and placed a kiss onto your forehead. "Bye y/n, we will see you in a few hours. Be good for uncle Sam!" He shouted as they left.

"Hey troublemaker why don't we go have some fun at the park today? I will even let you wear Buck and Steve's clothes." Sam asked throwing a few items into his backpack. "Yay!" You cheered jumping up and down. "Hey calm down dude, save your energy for the park." He chuckled picking you up.

Once you arrived at the park you found a nice spot by the lake to sit at that was under a huge tree. "You know I used to love climbing trees as a kid. I would always climb to the top and sit there for hours watching the world pass by." Sam smiled taking a bite of his sandwich he had packed. "Up?" You asked pointing to the tree.

"Yeah all the way up there. I guess I always loved the idea of flying or being on top of the world. The world just seemed simpler back then. Not that you would understand complex life all you do is watch movies, eat, drink milk and nap." He chuckled, reaching into his bag only this time pulling out redwing.

You gave him a slightly judging look to which he replied, "Hey where I go the bird goes, just hurry up and drink your juice." Whilst he played around with his toy, you couldn't help but think about his story on climbing trees. As you stared at the branches you couldn't help but be intrigued enough to begin climbing, everything was going okay until you reached the third branch.

The distance between yourself and the floor was becoming more apparent and it scared you, your anxiety only increasing when you heard a small snap of the branch weakening. "Uncle Sam." you called out but the man didn't turn instead just shouted. "Yeah one sec kid." You felt the branch begin to bend so you started whimpering.

By the time the man turned you were already screaming as you came crashing down to the floor. "Y/N" The man ran over and threw himself down on his knees next to you. "It's okay, you're going to be alright." Sam gently turned you over so he could see the damage. "Oh shit." You gave him a frown but he ignored you. "Y/n I'm sorry."

"I wan my daddies." You sobbed not caring who was watching. Sam pulled out his phone and called Steve. "Steve I took y/n to the park and they fell they're bleeding and crying and I don't know what to do. It was my fault and I am really sorry." Sam rambled hearing the sound of keys jingling on the other end. "Put y/n on the phone." Steve said firmly.

"Daddy it owie!" You sobbed inconsolably. "Where does it hurt?" He asked considerably more calm than during his conversation with Sam. "My knee an my hands." You heard Steve sigh and mumble something to Bucky. "We're on our way doll okay, we will be there in a minute." Bucky hated hearing your crying so he rushed to put his shoes on.

Steve knew a shortcut to the park so they decided to run as opposed to driving to save time. They arrived within five minutes to a panicked Sam and a distraught you. "Sorry daddy." You stuttered pulling at the sweatpants Sam gave you that were now torn and covered in blood. "Do not apologise, I am more worried about you. Is it really hurting?" You gave him a small nod whilst doing grabby hands at the blonde. "Oh, do you need daddy cuddles to make it better?" He cooed carefully lifting you into his lap.

"Now doll we need to clean your owie to stop you getting sick and dirty, it will hurt a bit so squeeze Dada's hand if you need to." Bucky grabbed the antibacterial spray from the first aid kit in his bag, let's just say you had a lengthy past with injuries that made him constantly paranoid, yet prepared for any situation. He made quick work of cleaning your wounds and covering them to avoid upsetting you or prolonging any pain.

"Wan go p'ease." You whispered into Steve's neck. “What were you doing trying to climb a tree kiddo?" Bucky as with a slight chuckle, relieved that you were definitely going to be okay. "I told them I used to do it, they tried to copy me and I'm sorry. I didn't know they were even up there until I saw them fall, I'm the worst uncle ever."

You frowned at Sam, standing up with some help from Steve. "I lu you uncle Sammy, you da best uncle ever!" Sam wrapped his arms around you. "Thanks kiddo."

"Alright let's get you home for some cuddles, I think this was enough excitement for one day." Steve chuckled picking you up. "I'm sorry guys, I should have looked after them better." Bucky shrugged. "They're fine now, just next time be careful."

Over the next two days you got all the cuddles you could have asked for, although your daddies became even more obsessed with safety than before and Sam kept apologising all the time but he did bring you candy whenever you asked and helped cover for you if Bucky or Steve found out so all in all getting hurt wasn't the worst thing ever.

#littleavengerfics #little reader #bucky barnes #daddy bucky x little reader #sfw agere #daddy steve rogers x little reader #daddy steve #uncle sam wilson

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wintercosmickillsx · 4 months

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bucky getting lectured by his two daddies

#what do I mean by daddies? well I will let YOU the reader decide!#bucky barnes #steve rogers #sam wilson

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professional-benaddict · 2 years

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🌻 starkerstrange: lake house summer 🌿

“Daddy, Daddy! There’s people in the other house!”

“Oh, summer neighbours, huh? We should go say hi to them.”

“I saw them. There’s two Daddies and a boy.”

“Really? Maybe you could play with him?”

Peter flushes a dark pink at that suggestion and runs off with Daisy. However, the boy warms up to the idea by the evening. So, Stephen, Tony and Peter all head over to say hi to their summer neighbours.

#their neighbours are daddies steve and sam and their little bucky🥰🥰🥰#my moodboards #starker moodboard #little!peter #daddy!tony #daddy!stephen #starker #starkerstrange #strangespider #spiderstrange #ironstrange #tony stark x peter parker #tony stark x stephen strange #peter parker x stephen strange #peter parker #tony stark #stephen strange

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marvelfanfics1 · 11 months

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Incorrect Quotes Daddy Bucky -

*Bucky calling sam bird brain*

Baby - So unca Sam you really have a bwain of birds??? So it must be very small, then why is your head is so big, what takes up space in the rest of your head?

*Sam - Speechless *

*Bucky - Laughing on the floor*

God, I love baby! I would say this! Bucky or Steve probably is in Sam's brain.

- Makayla 💜

#sam x little reader #bucky x little!reader #little!reader #little reader #daddy!bucky x little!reader #daddy!bucky

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agayandaslay · 1 year

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Rewatching TFATWS and realizing that Marvel basically brought Zemo back into the MCU as Sam and Bucky’s sugar daddy.

#tfatws #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sugar daddy zemo

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krazykiki05 · 1 year

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There’s Just Not Enough Hours in the Day

Zemo accidentally had a daughter at 16 with a 17 year old. When she found out what he was doing back in 2016, she teamed up with the Avengers to help fight her father at the age of 19. During this time, she helped Bucky and they grew close.. She moved to Wakanda to help him readjust to modern life. When Bucky came back from the blip, he lived with her. He would miss therapy if it wasn’t for her. She would have never seen her father again if it wasn’t for him.

I Part 5 I

Bucky shut the container door and it was pitch black. Sam and Sharon used their phones' flashlights to light up the room. Bucky held onto me as bullets were still fired outside. “You okay?” He asks me.

“I’m fine.” I lie. A bullet was lodged in my torso, off to the side so I know it didn’t hit any vital organs. I’ll live as long as I dress it in time. I discreetly place my hand there, to cover the seeping blood. It was an all black outfit, but blood still shines in light.

After a few minutes, all gunshots were gone. “Stand back.” Bucky says before using his metal arm punch the doors open. As soon as we get out, a car speeds our way before stopping right in front of us. My father. “Supercharged.” He explains. I chuckle.

“You’re going back to jail.” Sam threatens.

“Do you want to find Karli or not?”

“He’s right. We need him.” My boyfriend defends. I hop in the front seat, where it’s less likely for them to see my wound. I pull my legs up to my chest, which hurt a lot but I was comfortable. I lean against the door and try to relax. Sam tries to get Sharon to come with us, but she refuses. Papa speeds off.

“Malyshka, what’s wrong?” Papa asks as he drives us back to the plane.

“What? Nothing.” I answered too defensively. Papa glances at me.

“I’m your father. Something’s wrong, I know it.” He argues in our native language. I glare at him.

“I’m just tired. We all are.” I lie in the same language. Papa shakes his head with a frown.

“I don’t buy it. Are you hurt?” He asks. I hesitate.

“No.”

“Then that means you would be okay moving your hand and getting your feet off the seat.” He challenges casually. I look at Papa worriedly, also glancing back at Bucky and Sam who were curious to what we were talking about. I move my hand, palm side covered in blood. I place it on my calf. My father harshly grabs my hand, looking at my palm. Sam and Bucky catch a glimpse of it too. “Dammit!” Papa curses in English.

“What the hell.”

“Annika what the hell is that?” Sam asks. I tank my hand away, placing it back on my wound. My father punches the wheel.

“She got shot.” He answers. Both men look at me.

You said you were fine!” Bucky chastises.

“I am fine!” I defend.

“A bullet wound is not fine! It’s not!” Sam yells. Papa takes out his phone.

“Oeznik, get some medical supplies. She has a bullet wound.” My father commands on the phone in Sokovian. I sigh. I got back to leaning against the car door. I felt a hand rub my shoulder from behind. Sam.

“Hey. Don’t fall asleep.” Bucky calls. I obey.

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Once we arrived at the airport, walking to the plane was easy, even swatting Bucky’s hand away from helping me. It was until I got to the steps. Sam and Papa both went in front of me to get the supplies ready. Bucky triled behind in case I fell. I didn’t, but it still took me a good minute to get up there.

“Sit. Here. Now.” Sam snaps. With the help of Bucky, I sat on the couch part of the plane. I lift up my shirt to reveal the hold bigger than I thought.

“Shit.” I mumble. Sam pulls out a pair of tweezers. Right. He had to get the bullet out. Bucky sits next to me, facing us so that he’s behind me. He places his metal arm over my mouth.

“Place your hands on my arm.” He says, guiding one hand. I grasp his metal arm lightly. My heart starts racing. My father couldn’t watch, running to the cockpit. Bucky places his right arm around my torso. Sam and Bucky both nod at each other. Wait, what about me? I wasn’t ready! But they didn’t care. Sam uses one gloved hand to hold the wound open. I yelp into Bucky’s hand. I felt him place his face into my hair. Sam takes the tweezers and dig it into my skin. I yell and squeeze Bucky’s arm, nails bending at the metal. I let out a sob, shutting my eyes.

“Okay. All done.” Sam said. Bucky releases the hand over my mouth, I drop my arms. Having to endure that took up the last of my energy. My head feel back onto Bucky, well, my whole body did. Sam looks at me with sympathetic eyes. “Lay her down, Buck.” He whispers.

Bucky gently sets me down. He is moved out of the way by my father. Papa places his overcoat on top of me and kisses my forehead. Just like tucking me into bed when I was a little girl. “Rest for now, Malyshka. I’ll wake you later so you can eat.”

Zemo’s POV

I sat in my chair, contemplating if I should ask him or not. Well she is my daughter. “James, I am going to ask you an..unusual question. But I’m going to need you to answer.” James looks up from cleaning his metal arm. His eyebrows are furrowed. “How much does Annika eat in a day?” I could tell he was taken back by the question. But nonetheless, he thinks.

“Um. Not that much, honestly. You could say she has the appetite of a sparrow.” Bucky answers, chuckling at himself. I frown. It has returned.

“Why you ask?” Sam asks. I sigh. Technically it’s not my place to tell. But Bucky is her...boyfriend. And he should know. She will just have to deal with Sam knowing.

“When Anni was 16, she developed Bulimia. Anorexia if her mother and I were out of town for days at a time. It lasted 2 years, 2 years until one day, her mother and I heard a noise from the bathroom. A thud. The door was locked. I had to break it down. And there she was. My little girl, unconscious on the floor, vomit in the toilet. We took her to the hospital, where she had to stay there for 3 days to pump nutrients into her body. Her body was so used to digesting only itself, that digesting real food caused her great pain.” I explain. Both men look concerned. I look at my sleeping daughter. “She should not be this exhausted if she has been eating well.” I add.

“So, you’re saying it’s back?” Bucky asks.

“I know it’s back. I know what she looks like healthy. And that is not it.” I say, pointing.

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We’ve been in the air for some time now, the sky has grown dark. I think Anni has slept enough. So I started putting together some food. Sam was on the phone when I walked in so I just set his plate on the table next to him. I set mine and Bucky’s on the same table. I kneel down to gently wake Annika from her slumber by rubbing her shoulder. I see her twitch. “Malyshka, you’ve got to eat.” I whisper. Anni moans in annoyance but gets up. I set the plate on her lap. “I want all of this gone.” I demand before leaving to sit in my seat.

“She died in Riga. a city near the Baltic sea.” Sam explains.

“I have a place we can go.” I announce.

#sebastian #Sebastian Stan #sebastianstan #bucky #Bucky Barnes #buckybarnes #bucky imagine #zemo imagine #zemo #daddy zemo #helmut zemo #sam wilson #daniel brühl #captain america #captain america fluff #anthony mackie

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