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qerieq · 7 months

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#majima goro #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #like a dragon #fan art #art #artists on tumblr #stinky baby #you smell so bad

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instagram-dailymotherfoot · 9 days

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In the Moment Natural

The next is french nails ❤️

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astronomergrump · 2 months

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Sad smelly baby that can't speak and acts like a wild animal. Soooo stinky and very, very dirty.

Idk a question for anyone who'd wanna answer, What would ur oc (grumpus or not) react to seeing this stinky ass little rat 10 year old staring at them through their window? And what would they do?

*Aggressively twirls around* plz answer I'm bored

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pahtoosh · 9 months

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hey!! your work is so comforting and warm, and it makes me feel fuzzy. 🥰 I don’t know if you take requests, but if so, could I have little!reader who doesn’t want to have a bath/get ready for bed and how stucky react to that? reader’s insistent on staying up and will do whatever it takes to stop them from getting them to bed. thank you!! ❤️

stinky baby

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18+

wc: ~1000 words

warnings: steve and bucky call you a stinky baby😦

a/n: I absolutely take requests! it just takes me a while to get to them😅 thank you so much for your kind words and this lovely request🤍

pairing: stucky x gn!little!reader | dada = steve, baba = bucky, daddies = both steve and bucky

summary: bucky and steve resort to mild tricks and name-calling to get you in the bath.

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Compared to other kiddos, you were a bit…messy. Your room was often littered with toys and craft materials. You also refused to let anyone help you eat, so your daddies never left the house without hand sanitizer, a pack of wet wipes, and a change of clothes for you.

Your daddies didn’t love messes, but they got used to the small spills and stains for you. In the beginning of your relationship, they tried acclimating you to their strict cleaning regimens from the old days, but they stopped when they saw it was holding you back from being your happy and carefree self.

So while it drove Steve mad when you left stray socks around the house, he just took a deep breath and put them in the hamper for you because you were his happy, healthy baby and that was all that really mattered. You cleaned when Steve or Bucky asked you to, so they let the small stuff go.

One thing they couldn’t let you get away with though, was skipping bathtime.

For dinner, you decided that you needed to be on Bucky’s lap to eat your grilled cheese. Baba didn’t mind too much, he loved holding you after all. Bucky finished his sandwich so he scrolled through an article on his phone while you happily munched and left crumbs on both of your laps.

“Baba, where Dada go?”

“Don’t talk with food in your mouth, sweetheart. Dada’s just doing some work around the house. He finished his dinner early.”

“But,” you took a second to swallow. “Daddies say no leaving da table.”

Bucky and Steve usually didn’t let you leave the table until all three of you were done eating because family time was so important to them. Today, Steve broke that rule to get a bath ready for you without you knowing.

A bead of sweat ran down Bucky’s back. He had no issue deceiving people on missions, but he couldn’t bring himself to tell a single white lie to your adorable face.

“How ‘bout you finish your dinner and then you can ask Dada yourself.” Bucky mentally high-fived himself for his quick save.

“Okay, Baba!”

You finished your dinner, even eating all of the veggies on your plate. You wanted to run and find Dada, but Bucky told you to let the food settle before you moved around too much. He rubbed your tummy and chuckled at your pouty demeanor while you slouched in his lap.

“Did our little sweetheart finish their dinner?”

“Dada! Where you go?”

“I was getting something ready for you, you wanna come up and see?”

“Ooh, surprise! Surprise! Let’s go!”

You and your daddies made your way upstairs. Steve led you to the bathroom, which was confusing. What kind of a surprise goes in the bathroom? You opened the door and were met with a beautifully bubbly bath complete with lots of bath toys and a light that created stars on the walls and ceiling.

It all looked so fun, but you were not getting into the bath.

“Wow.”

“What do you think, baby? Are you ready to take a bath?”

“Um…” you scrambled your mind for an excuse. “Need a snack before bath!”

“But you just ate dinner, Angel. If you’re still feeling snacky later, you can have a snack after your bath.”

“Okay, but I…I don like dis soap.” You shook your head and pointed to the soap bottle near you.

“Lucky for you,” Steve kneeled down and booped your nose. “I didn’t use that soap. I used your favorite one!” He scooped up a small handful of bubbles and let you take a sniff. He was right, it was your favorite scent.

“No more excuses, baby. It’s bath time,” Bucky said.

“Okay.” You looked at the bath, sadly. In the corner of your eye, you saw Baba move away from the door and decided to make one last escape attempt.

“Dada, you have somefin’ on your shirt!” You put a couple bubbles on Steve’s sleeve and tried to run away. Unfortunately, Dada was too smart for your tricks and caught you before you could leave the bathroom.

“Nice try, sneaky. But you can’t skip bathtime. Don’t you wanna feel all fresh and clean? We’ll put you in some fun jammies and a nice lotion so your skin is soft and cozy.”

You shook your head. “No bath! No bath!”

Steve opened his mouth to give you a lecture on routines and hygiene and “daddies know best” but Bucky cut him off.

“Welllll I guess if you don’t wanna shower, you’re just gonna be a stinky little baby.”

“Buck, what-“

Bucky subtly poked Steve in the ribs.

“Do you wanna be a stinky baby?”

“N-no. Not stinky!”

“If you don’t shower, you’re gonna be stinky! Stinky baby, stinky baby.”

“Baba, I not stinky,” you said seriously.

“I think you are! Maybe we’ll just call you Little Stinky,” Steve joined in.

“Stinky baby, stinky baby,” Bucky teased.

“OKAY! I take a bath.” You brushed aside your daddies’ hands as you got undressed and went into the tub. You did not want their help. “Nodda stinky baby,” you muttered.

“At least not anymore.” Steve picked up a washcloth and helped you bathe.

“Our angel’s clean as a whistle after this bath,” Bucky chimed in.

You were still angry. “Daddies bad and called names.”

“We did do that, didn’t we, Buck?” Steve stopped his movements and looked at you guiltily.

“We’re sorry for calling you a stinky baby. It won’t happen again.”

“Promise.”

You huffed. “Still mad.”

“Awh. What can we do to make it up to you, baby?”

You took a moment to think. “Want cookies for breakfast and FOUR stories for bedtime.”

“As long as there’s a fruit with those cookies, we can do that.”

“And I want extra daddy cuddles today.”

Steve continued washing you. “We’ll cuddle all night with you, sweetie.”