#haleybr

[haleyhunwritess]

hi hi💗 ok i know i haven’t been using this account as much as i’ve been using my main @haleybr lately but today is my bdayy🤪💗 and as a bday present to myself i wanna get back into writing again now that i will have some more free time soooon so hopefully i will be posting on here again💗🥰

i know i stopped posting on here randomly and without any explanation so idek if anyone is even gonna see this. its been a rough year, some things happened that affected my mental health and on top of everything dealing with university and applying for work and grad school programs stressed me out so much that i was starting to isolate myself from almost everyone and everything…things have thankfully been getting better and much less stressful which i’m so thankful for💗 but i’d still like to apologize for not giving an explanation sooner.

i hope everything will work out soon and i’ll have time to write, writing has always brought me joy and comfort and i cannot wait to start writing again 🥰

[purple-babygirl]

hiii babyyy omgggg missed you so much🥺💗💗🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

I MISSED YOU TOO SO BAD💜💜💜💜💜💜 How have you been?💜

[sevasey51]

Hello buddy!, I was thinking about something about Chris Evans x daughter reader, also do this if you feel comfortable, but it would also be with Alba Baptista, you are their daughter, and I don't know, how would they both be with you, or if you want Invite your friends to the house, what would they be like?🥺❤️

Thank you anon for this ask I hope you like it, and thank you for all for still interacting with my page even though I’ve not been active a lot. It’s good to be back!

“it was you, your dad and Alba”

Chris Evans x daughter!reader (featuring Alba Baptista)

What would they be like with you, I could imagine this is during your teen years,

They’d both be insanely supportive and proud of you of course, they love you to all end of the earth.

Chris especially because he’s always wanted a daughter because every dad wants to have the status of “girl dad” it’s all he ever dreamed of. So when he finally had you with your mum (his ex wife). You couldn’t wipe the smile off his face or the giddiness that was infectious.

When Chris and Alba got together when you were 13 of course you would shy away at first but you were like that with newer people in your life. Because she was going to be apart of your life, you saw the way your dad looked at her, how he was enchanted, the same look he had when he found out he was a girl dad 13 years ago. You knew he found the one.

Alba was nothing but kind and pleasant with you, she knew it would take time for you to get used to having her around but she’d always do it on your terms, it became a thing every 2 weeks at the weekend you’d go on a girls date and get your nails done. Because it’s an “Abla & y/n thing” or at least that’s what your dad called it.

She never expected to you to call her mum, but really you loved to have a maternal figure in your life, you’d expressed it to your uncle Scott that you loved it and that it was nice to now have someone else you could gossip about your girl problems to, but Scott was still the best at it.

When it came to friends and them coming over they were both more than happy to host them, as Chris knew more than Alba your friends were your rocks and they did help you though the tough time of when you were still really unsure of the relationship your dad had, because you felt it was new and a very sudden change that you didn’t cope too well with. Chloe, Ben and Millie were life lines for you too, and to be fair your whole family loved them too.

Looking back, Chris couldn’t be prouder of you, for accepting alba in to the family and into the little unit you and your dad had become after being alone in each others company for so long. It was just you and your dad. But now it was you, your dad and Alba.

taglist!

@mcuamerica @limxrxncx-blog @angelbaby-fics @angelbabydoll28 @ace-of-gay @chrisevansonly @lu-morningstar @sarahrogersevans @aliciacat20 @buckybarnesandmarvel @cevansgirlf @writersblog20 @youre-amazing-say-it @dumb-fawkin-bitch @imyourbratzdoll @anotherfuckingmarvelfanaccount @mrvlxgrl @stuckysgirl27 @nana1000night @marvelstarker-mha98 @f10werfae @full-timephoebefanatic @hulkstacos @jessybarnes @thatsamericasazz @haleyhunwritingss @haleybr @buckymcbuckbarnes

if you guys would like to be added to my tag list please do comment or just send in an ask:)

Reblogs, feedback and asks are appreciated <3

[haleyhunlibrary]

@haleyhunwritess’s backup account🤍

[babyjakes]

I’m so sorry you’re already getting shitty anons bringing their toxic energy here. i’m ready to fight those anons though just say the word <33

i literally love your blog btw, it’s helped me deal with my own trauma and brought me lots of comfort 🤍

thanks friend yeah sadly they found their way😔✌️ not gonna let it ruin this awesome new experience for me tho. i am so so glad i’ve been able to be a source of comfort for you friend!! that is all i ever want to do and i hope i can continue for a long long time to come 🥰

[hansenslilgirl]

not sab making me realize my daddy kink is bigger than i thought it was

HEHEHEHE

[haleyhunwritess]

i actually feel kinda old now😭🤍🤍

guess who turned 21 today🤩🥳🤍

[angelbaby-fics]

Hii🥺💗 I had a daddy!stucky request where bucky loses the reader’s favourite stuffie and won’t stop crying until steve gets her a new bucky bear stuffie

Daddy Cat

Summary: Bucky loses your favorite stuffy while on a mission, but Steve knows just how to fix it.

Word count: 1470

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem language used)

A/N: Thank you so much for this request, its so cute!! 🥰💕 I changed it up just a little bit to fit an idea I've had since I first saw that cat picture lol. Special thanks to @haleybr for helping me find it!! Also I was feeling kind of artistic today so I made a little moodboard to go with the fic, I hope you guys like it 💕🐈

“Okay, bye bye Bubba, be a good little kitty! I’m gonna miss you so much!!” You kissed the plush grey kitten on its hard plastic nose before shoving it to the bottom of Bucky’s backpack, under the clothes so he could be cushioned on his trip. This was a little tradition of yours: every time one of your daddies had to go on a mission, you’d sneak a stuffy into their bag to keep them company while they’re away from you. You zipped the backpack up and put it back in its place near the door. Just then, Bucky entered the room, and you knew what that meant.

“Oh, pumpkin, you know I hate to leave you.” Bucky said, lifting you up and propping you on his left hip. You nuzzled into his shoulder while he rubbed your back, kissing you on the head before setting you back down.

“I miss you already.” You whispered shyly, looking down at your socks.

“I’m not even out the door yet, doll, you love me that much?” Bucky laughed, tousling your hair.

You smiled and jumped up to your tippy-toes to give Bucky a kiss on the cheek. Steve joined the two of you at the door, taking you in his arms as he knew goodbyes were always hard. With you in his arms, he leaned over to Bucky, the three of you embracing for what felt like too short of a moment before Bucky said his final goodbyes and headed out the door.

“Okay, baby, what are we gonna do today?” Steve asked, turning to you. Your brain still focussed on missing your daddy, you only shrugged your shoulders.

“Well, how about this?” Steve carried you to his room where he picked up a bag before walking you back to the living room, setting both you and the bag on a mat on the floor. “Go ahead, honey.” He motioned towards the bag.

You leaned over, peeking in to reveal a massive set of new Play Doh colors and plastic accessories. You squealed with delight, immediately getting started building a little farm while Steve watched with pride.

Hours passed, Steve reminding you to put your Play Doh away after a while so it wouldn’t dry out. He made you lunch and you curled up on the couch to watch some cartoons as the day went on, until it was evening, and Bucky was calling to say goodnight. He spoke to Steve first, telling him how the mission was going so far, while you eagerly leaned over, trying to hear your daddy’s voice. You caught snippets of the conversation through Steve’s replies, vaguely aware that Bucky was mad about something, but nothing big enough for you to get worried. Finally, it was your turn, and Steve passed the phone to you.

“Hey babydoll!” “DADDY!!” You shouted into the phone

You spoke for a few minutes, telling Bucky all about the Play Doh farm you’d made and the pasta Steve made for lunch before finally asking the question that had been weighing on your mind.

“How’s Bubba?”

Bucky hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Oh he’s good, baby!”

“Can I say goodnight to him?” “Uhh, well he already fell asleep! He was so tired from helping me out today!”

“Okay… Well, give him a kiss for me and make sure he doesn’t have bad dreams!” You said, not wanting to sound too disappointed that your favorite stuffy had fallen asleep without you.

“Of course, babydoll, and you give papa a kiss for me too, okay?” “Okay daddy, I love you.”

“I love you too, angel. I can’t wait to see you when I get home tomorrow!”

You handed the phone back to Steve who said his goodbyes before hanging up the phone and wrapping his arm around you.

“Alright baby, how about a special treat for tonight. Do you wanna order pizza?”

“Yes yes yes!” You jumped off the couch, bouncing and clapping your hands while Steve laughed and started dialing the delivery number.

With the sun fully down and your tummy full of pizza, Steve carried your exhausted self into his and Bucky’s room, knowing you preferred to sleep there when one of them was gone. As soon as you hit the soft mattress, you curled into Bucky’s pillow, inhaling his smell as you felt Steve crawl under the covers behind you and rubbing your back soothingly as you drifted off to sleep.

You jumped up out of bed when you heard Bucky’s key in the lock of the door, nearly knocking him over with your hug as he walked into the home.

“WELCOME HOME DADDY!!! Did you have fun?” You asked, laughing as he picked you up and spun you around.

“As much fun as I can have hunting bad guys. They’re not as much fun as you!” He set you down, and you noticed he didn’t have his backpack on.

“Um…. where's Bubba?” You asked, slightly nervous.

Bucky paled. He’d dreaded telling you this since it happened. An explosion had gone off near the car Bucky was traveling in; he was fine, his backpack acting as a shield against the blast, but all its contents were destroyed.

“Baby I… I’m sorry.” He knelt down to your height, putting a hand on your shoulder. “What happened?” You asked, your eyes widening and filling up with hot tears. Bucky thought for a moment, recalling the story and how best to relay it to you in your little state. “Well honey, it was such a dangerous mission, you know. And Bubba, he was being so brave. He saved daddy’s life… but he got hurt pretty bad. I’m so sorry baby.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out what remained of the stuffy: some loose stuffing and a scrap of grey fabric.

You took the fabric in your hands, tears spilling out onto it, before dropping to the ground and running to your room.

Steve walked into the living room sleepily, giving Bucky a hug and a quick kiss before spotting the ruined stuffy on the floor.

“So you told her?” He asked with a smirk.

“Yeah... maybe bringing home his remains wasn’t the best way to break it to her.” He chuckled dryly. “Even I could have told you that, Buck.”

“I should go comfort her. I feel terrible. Would you clean this up for me? I don’t want her to have to see it again.” He motioned towards the stuffy remains. Steve nodded.

“I’ll join you two in a minute, I have an idea.” He replied, his eyes still focussed on the fabric on the floor.

As Bucky disappeared into your room, Steve got to work, rummaging through your playchest in the living room until he found just what he was looking for. He took the orange cat stuffy, one he hadn’t seen you play with very much, in fact he didn't think you’d even named it. He brought the cat to the kitchen, scooping up the discarded grey fabric from the floor on his way, and set them both on the counter before opening the big miscellaneous drawer and finding the mini sewing kit he mostly used to patch up your clothes when you ripped them playing super soldiers outside with your daddies. With a smile on his face at his genius idea, Steve got to work.

It only took a few minutes before Steve joined you and Bucky in your room, his hands behind his back. You looked up from the floor where you sat in Bucky’s arms and reached toward Steve. He sat down in front of you, one hand still obscured from your view, and wiped a tear from your face.

“Hey babydoll, I know you miss Bubba.” He said sympathetically.

You nodded.

“Well look, angel, I got a surprise for you!” He pulled the stuffy from behind his back, the ripped grey fabric now wrapped around the kitty’s left arm, giving new life to both the stuffies. Your face lit up.

“A DADDY CAT?” You gasped, taking the cat in your arms, your eyes fixated on his new grey paw.

“Oh Steve, you didn’t have to do that.” Bucky said, almost tearing up as well from the kind gesture, and from seeing how in love you were with a stuffy that looked like him.

“Sure I did.” Steve smiled.

“I love him papa!!!” You shouted, covering first the cat with your kisses, then Steve, and finally Bucky.

“Not more than me though, right babydoll?”

You looked back and forth between Bucky and the cat.

“Hmm… I don’t know…. Bubba 2 is soooo soft!” You snuggled the stuffy into your chest.

“Well, does Bubba 2 make you pancakes for breakfast?” Bucky asked, picking you up and carrying you off to the kitchen so you could help him stir the batter.

Taglist: @stevebuckyplzfuckme @babybatdani @cherryynoir @chiyongberry @simpingbutch @xxxqueenlaufeysonxxxxo @stuckysgirl27 💕💕 thank you guys so much for your support!!

[cgwolfdaddy]

Tagged by @daddydom

Favorite color: purple

Currently reading: any or all memes

Last song:

Last tv series: breaking bad for the 11th time 😅😅

Favorite movies: honestly anything funny or action packed, little romance is nice too

Comfort food: it's between nachos and pizza

Currently working on: showing others it is okay to be yourself and it is safe to talk about your feelings, you are loved and you are accepted ❤

I am going to tag:

@haleybr @diapereddragonborn @xdia-morphin-e @little-minimouse @little-doll-of-glass @midnight-blue-moon-princess

[haleyhunwritess]

"𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧"

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 🤍

𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐲’𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (+ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭) ✨

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 🫶🏼

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 🍒

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧: @haleybr 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠: @haleyhunwritingss 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐬/𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲: @haleyhunlibrary

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 <𝟑

[purple-babygirl]

ahhh happy birthday angel🥺🥺💜💜 missed you🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

Oh thank you so so much😭💜💜💜💜💜💜

You're the angel I swear:")💜💜💜

I missed you too💜 I hope you're doing okay and that your day is going well💜💜

[sevasey51]

Hi!!!

Could you do a Chris Evans x autistic child daughter reader where shes finished school for the holidays either Christmas or summer and she’s struggling with the routine change?

THANKS LOVE YOU MWAH

The holidays are here, the routines are out

Chris Evans x autistic daughter

Summary: finally the holidays are here, school is out and so is the routine. Chris helps reader though the struggle of routine change.

It was finally December 17th, school was out for the holidays. Three long weeks of social events and recuperation it couldn’t come sooner the relief that left your face was comforting for you dad to but he knew that with the relief came the hardship of the dreaded routine change.

Like clockwork you are up at 7am on the dot ready to go though your morning routine, by 8 it was blueberry pancakes in the kitchen for breakfast. Something was off you could sense it, you knew it was the holidays but where was your dad… you thought, that thought was soon shook off when you noticed the time. Finishing the rest of you breakfast like it was going to disappear.

You were late. You were never late. Routine it’s my routine, it’s good.

That was what tipped you over the edge. No one could ever predict how badly routine changes would affect you it was always different.

So when Chris heard a sobbed scream from the kitchen he knew the realisation had hit for you. Sprinting like his life depended on it with sleep still ever present, in his joggers that he went to bed in he got to the kitchen in 5 seconds but it felt like 5 minutes.

Gripping you softly, as to not make you hurt yourself, he murmurs “breathe for me baby, breathe.”

Hyperventilating the slow steady rise and fall of the hard object your sloped against in a exhausted pile of yourself. Slowly you come back to your senses the ringing stops, the dizziness fades. It’s your dad the lifeline you always came back to.

“Hey sweetie, you don’t have to say anything but how about we talked about a routine for the holidays, you can work on some coursework whilst I work in my office if you want to - if you think it’ll help.” Chris says noting your quiet exhausted demeanour. He knew routine was essential for you to keep some sort of grasp on reality.

“Huh, yeah that sounds good dad, thank you for always being the level head whilst I’m all wobbly and out of sorts.” A small smile formed on your face.

It made Chris’ heart flood with relief.

“My pleasure sweetheart.” He lightly kisses her forehead.

A couple of days later the plan previously mentioned was underway and it seemed to be working really well. It not only made Chris smile it made you feel content and like you had a hold of something.

Sometimes if you needed it you would go on the daily dog walk in the morning with dodger and your dad, just to get out of the same “4 walls” that sometimes drove you nuts.

But all in all the holidays were always the best regardless of if the routine was out.

Finally finally, she’s back.

I’m gonna get straight to it, I might be leaving again in a weeks time ( I don’t know i literally just get an email telling me it drives me insane) but I thought whilst I really have masses of downtime here is the first ask after a long hiatus!

Thank you so much to @remuslupinsdaughter for this ask and girl I get you! I hope you all enjoy and please don’t hesitate to send in asks and reblog!!

Tag list:

@f0rehead-0f-security @positivelyholland @angelbaby-fics @angelbabydoll28 @ace-of-gay @velvetcloxds @reginaphalange2403 @buckybarnesandmarvel @writersblog20 @youre-amazing-say-it @dumb-fawkin-bitch @imyourbratzdoll @nana1000night @f10werfae @full-timephoebefanatic @jessybarnes @bergarasunsolved @haleybr @yelenasdiary @babyhatesreality @lu-morningstar @lyrarodriguez @remuslupinsdaughter @mxssingmemories @sarahrogersevans @callsign-revenge @kaeissupergae @mxltifangxrl @sergeantbarnessdoll @maximeverstappen @eulalielatibule @megalony

[angelbaby-fics]

I posted 1,389 times in 2022

That's 1,389 more posts than 2021!

582 posts created (42%)

807 posts reblogged (58%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@angelbaby-fics

@stevesbestgirl

@wndalovebot

@sunkissedbucky

I tagged 908 of my posts in 2022

Only 35% of my posts had no tags

#c - 332 posts

#♡ - 103 posts

#little!reader - 51 posts

#chloe's fic - 45 posts

#bucky x little!reader - 34 posts

#agere fic - 31 posts

#friends - 31 posts

#stucky x little!reader - 30 posts

#queue 🧸 - 27 posts

#steve x little! reader - 20 posts

Longest Tag: 126 characters

#especially because executive dysfunction sometimes makes it hard to get things done so i imagine steve & bucky helping me ☺️☺️

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hii🥺💗 I had a daddy!stucky request where bucky loses the reader’s favourite stuffie and won’t stop crying until steve gets her a new bucky bear stuffie

Daddy Cat

Summary: Bucky loses your favorite stuffy while on a mission, but Steve knows just how to fix it.

Word count: 1470

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem language used)

A/N: Thank you so much for this request, its so cute!! 🥰💕 I changed it up just a little bit to fit an idea I've had since I first saw that cat picture lol. Special thanks to @haleybr for helping me find it!! Also I was feeling kind of artistic today so I made a little moodboard to go with the fic, I hope you guys like it 💕🐈

“Okay, bye bye Bubba, be a good little kitty! I’m gonna miss you so much!!” You kissed the plush grey kitten on its hard plastic nose before shoving it to the bottom of Bucky’s backpack, under the clothes so he could be cushioned on his trip. This was a little tradition of yours: every time one of your daddies had to go on a mission, you’d sneak a stuffy into their bag to keep them company while they’re away from you. You zipped the backpack up and put it back in its place near the door. Just then, Bucky entered the room, and you knew what that meant.

“Oh, pumpkin, you know I hate to leave you.” Bucky said, lifting you up and propping you on his left hip. You nuzzled into his shoulder while he rubbed your back, kissing you on the head before setting you back down.

“I miss you already.” You whispered shyly, looking down at your socks.

“I’m not even out the door yet, doll, you love me that much?” Bucky laughed, tousling your hair.

You smiled and jumped up to your tippy-toes to give Bucky a kiss on the cheek. Steve joined the two of you at the door, taking you in his arms as he knew goodbyes were always hard. With you in his arms, he leaned over to Bucky, the three of you embracing for what felt like too short of a moment before Bucky said his final goodbyes and headed out the door.

“Okay, baby, what are we gonna do today?” Steve asked, turning to you. Your brain still focussed on missing your daddy, you only shrugged your shoulders.

“Well, how about this?” Steve carried you to his room where he picked up a bag before walking you back to the living room, setting both you and the bag on a mat on the floor. “Go ahead, honey.” He motioned towards the bag.

You leaned over, peeking in to reveal a massive set of new Play Doh colors and plastic accessories. You squealed with delight, immediately getting started building a little farm while Steve watched with pride.

Hours passed, Steve reminding you to put your Play Doh away after a while so it wouldn’t dry out. He made you lunch and you curled up on the couch to watch some cartoons as the day went on, until it was evening, and Bucky was calling to say goodnight. He spoke to Steve first, telling him how the mission was going so far, while you eagerly leaned over, trying to hear your daddy’s voice. You caught snippets of the conversation through Steve’s replies, vaguely aware that Bucky was mad about something, but nothing big enough for you to get worried. Finally, it was your turn, and Steve passed the phone to you.

“Hey babydoll!” “DADDY!!” You shouted into the phone

You spoke for a few minutes, telling Bucky all about the Play Doh farm you’d made and the pasta Steve made for lunch before finally asking the question that had been weighing on your mind.

“How’s Bubba?”

Bucky hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Oh he’s good, baby!”

“Can I say goodnight to him?” “Uhh, well he already fell asleep! He was so tired from helping me out today!”

“Okay… Well, give him a kiss for me and make sure he doesn’t have bad dreams!” You said, not wanting to sound too disappointed that your favorite stuffy had fallen asleep without you.

“Of course, babydoll, and you give papa a kiss for me too, okay?” “Okay daddy, I love you.”

“I love you too, angel. I can’t wait to see you when I get home tomorrow!”

You handed the phone back to Steve who said his goodbyes before hanging up the phone and wrapping his arm around you.

“Alright baby, how about a special treat for tonight. Do you wanna order pizza?”

“Yes yes yes!” You jumped off the couch, bouncing and clapping your hands while Steve laughed and started dialing the delivery number.

With the sun fully down and your tummy full of pizza, Steve carried your exhausted self into his and Bucky’s room, knowing you preferred to sleep there when one of them was gone. As soon as you hit the soft mattress, you curled into Bucky’s pillow, inhaling his smell as you felt Steve crawl under the covers behind you and rubbing your back soothingly as you drifted off to sleep.

You jumped up out of bed when you heard Bucky’s key in the lock of the door, nearly knocking him over with your hug as he walked into the home.

“WELCOME HOME DADDY!!! Did you have fun?” You asked, laughing as he picked you up and spun you around.

See the full post

772 notes - Posted February 9, 2022

#4

reader being in little space and being so i love with her new toy but bucky just got a fresh hair cut and new Cologne new clothes new everything and reader is so stunned she slowly walks on to him grabs his face and says something like “so pretty dada” like a disney prince and just keep staring at him for the rest of the day/week 🥺💋 (love your work btw)

Like A Prince

Summary: Bucky gets a haircut and you can't stop staring

Word count: 850

Pairing: Daddy!Bucky x Little!Reader (fem language used)

A/N: I love this request so much! I've included some pictures under the cut of how I imagined his hair looking before and after while I was writing! I"m quite partial to his tfatws look 🥰 This takes place (as all my fics do) in a universe where littles are commonplace & accepted in society! Also, I’ve taken to nicknaming Bucky “buba” when in littlespace… kind of just a baby-fied way of saying his name... Bucky Barnes, get it?? Hopefully you guys like that haha 💕

See the full post

793 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

#3

Hi! I was wondering if I could send in a request???

Here it is: A very sleepy r. Trouble waking baby up from naps. Especially mornings. Just curls back up and ignores everyone. Half asleep during entire morning routine and nodding off at breakfast with like mouth full or face in the food idk. Definitely not self projecting w this lol. Steve Bucky or both idrc

Thank you if you decide to do it!! This is my first time requesting to you! 💗💗🥰🧸

Sleepyhead

Word Count: 750

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader (fem terms used)

A/N: omg this was almost hard to write because i had SO much coffee today i am bouncing off the walls lol 😝 but steve & bucky are so cozy i wish i could fall asleep with them lol i think i'd have the most relaxed sleep of my life 😌🛌

“Wakey wakey, baby!”

Steve swiped his thumb across your forehead, attempting to gently rouse you from sleep as Bucky threw the curtains open. The morning sunlight hitting your face made you turn out of Steve’s grasp and into the nest of blankets, pillows, and stuffies you’d gathered up during the night. You smiled as you inhaled the lingering scent of the lavender mist that your daddies sprayed over your pillowcases before bed. With the light of the sun now out of your face but the warmth of it filling the room, you began to slowly drift away back into slumber.

Until Steve pulled the blanket off you.

“Come on, honey, rise and shine.” He whispered, still trying to coax you out of sleep as opposed to forcing you.

“Mmmmmnnnnoooooooooo…” You mumbled into the pillow, kicking your legs around, trying to find any warmth you could on the bedsheet.

Bucky came to join Steve at the side of your bed, laying his left hand across your back. The cold touch of the metal made your eyes pop open, and you squinted and blinked a few times before finally turning around with a stretch and a yawn to face your two daddies. “Ooh, big stretch baby!” Bucky said, which made you giggle a little bit.

Steve leaned towards you, the tip of his nose brushing yours which caused you to go crosseyed and giggle some more.

“Are you ready for breakfast babydoll?” He asked.

“Mmmaybe…” You mumbled, your eyelids starting to droop a little again.

“What if I told you it's pancakes with chocolate chips and a cherry on top?” He bargained, perking you up a bit more.

“And whipped cream and chocolate syrup?”

Steve took in a sharp breath. “Ohh, I don’t know about all that. How about if you get dressed by yourself, you can pick one or the other?”

You weighed your options before ultimately shaking your head. You decided the extra toppings simply weren’t worth the effort of getting out of your comfy pajamas. Steve laughed, somewhat surprised at your decision but not wanting to fight it. He knew you had a sweet tooth and besides, he didn’t really want you to have that much sugar first thing in the morning.

“You want me to carry you too?” Steve asked, sensing you were a little smaller in your tired state.

You nodded with a smile, your eyes falling closed again as you felt Steve’s strong arms lifting you out of the comfort of the bed. You latched your limbs around his large frame, soaking up his warmth and his comforting scent. You’d almost fallen back asleep when he let you down on the dining chair. Bucky set a stack of pancakes on the placemat in front of you and kissed your head.

“Here you are, your highness. Daddy’s famous chocolate pancakes!” He said with a grin.

You picked up the plastic fork and began to dig in, a chocolate chip melting on your tongue as you sighed happily.

“I’m gonna go get your clothes out, okay sleepyhead?” Steve asked, and you nodded, not even bothering to look over at him.

The mix of the warm and sweet breakfast, Steve’s kiss to your cheek before he left towards your bedroom, the soft jazz music Bucky had playing over the speakers, and your warm footie pajamas still had you ensnared in sleep, even as you tried to eat your breakfast. Bucky was cleaning up the kitchen when he called out to you.

“How are they, bub? I added some chocolate syrup anyway, don’t tell papa okay?” He asked, but there was no answer.

Bucky turned around to find you with your head resting on the dining table, strands of your hair strewn across the plate, a snore softly escaping your parted lips. Bucky frowned just as Steve walked back into the room.

“Honey, I think somethings wrong. She fell back asleep, I don’t know why!” Bucky said with concern.

See the full post

923 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

#2

stucky x little!reader

What if during the night someone breaks into their home…daddies were up anyway in the bedroom with little one that was sleeping in their bed. but when they hear the commotion downstairs, it wakes up little one and she starts tearing up because she’s scared….but one of the daddies goes to call back up while the other one stays behind to calm little one down…

You can do really whatever you want with this story 🤍

Safe Room

Word Count: 2k

Pairing: Mob!Stucky x Little!Reader

Warning: Slightly darker than my usual fics due to the mob AU! Nothing too scary I hope!!

A/N: Sorry I changed it up a little!! :O if you want something closer to your original request I’d be happy to write it!! This is just what came to me while I was writing so I went with it lol <3 I'm very excited to see The Gray Man soon and it inspired me to try writing some Mob!Stucky, a trope I love but have never written before!! Also the paci is a reference one I just bought from @princeminnow and I highly recommend you guys check out his blog! Anyways, I hope you all enjoy!!

You had your own bedroom, painted your favorite color with a big comfy bed and lots of blankets. Shelves lined the walls, filled to the brim with stuffies and toys, as well as your ever expanding collection of little gear. The closet doors almost couldn’t close over the amount of both practical clothing and dress up costumes you had. Despite all this, however, your bedroom was not your favorite room in the house. It’s not that you weren’t thankful or that you didn’t like it - you loved it after all! But if you got to choose, you’d spend every moment you could in Steve and Bucky’s room, engulfed in their scent and aura. 

That's where you found yourself on this particular night, one hand tangled up in Bucky’s fingers, the other around your stuffy. You hadn’t meant to fall asleep there, only meaning to get some evening cuddles while Bucky read his book, but when your eyes started to feel heavy, you didn’t fight it. Your mouth hung open, having fallen asleep without a paci, and Bucky didn’t want to risk waking you by getting up to get you one. Besides, Steve would be home any minute now, and not only could he go retrieve a pacifier for you, but would also get the treat of seeing you curled up with Bucky. He needed it after the day he’d had. 

Bucky heard Steve unlock the door and hoped he’d enter quietly, but when the closing of the door was followed by a harshly whispered curse word, Bucky immediately knew something was wrong. He heard Steve climb the stairs, two or three at a time, as fast as he could towards the bedroom. Steve didn’t even have time to take in the adorable sight in front of him, nor Bucky the time to ask Steve what was wrong. Steve scooped you up as gently as he could, hoping not to wake you. If the change in position didn’t wake you, he feared his rapid heartbeat or the quake in his voice would.

“Someone’s in the house.” He said quietly, hoping to convey the urgency of the situation to Bucky as quickly as possible. “We need to get her to the safe room now.”

Bucky nodded, immediately getting up out of bed and crossing the room to the closet where he kept some weapons. 

“You take her, keep her calm. I’ll take care of this.” Bucky said in his stubborn way.

“No, they already know I’m here, they don’t need to know anyone else is home.” Steve replied, trying to hand you to Bucky.

“I’m not letting you face this alone.”

“We can’t leave her alone!” Steve countered, knowing Bucky couldn’t argue with that.

Bucky took you from Steve’s arms, grateful that you hadn’t woken up in all the commotion yet.

Then a crash came from downstairs. Your face scrunched up as you debated whether the noise was worth waking up over, but another curse word from Steve’s lips made your eyes shoot open. 

“Daddy what?” You muttered, voice heavy with sleep. 

“Shhh angel, everything’s alright,” Steve whispered to you, “just go back to sleep babydoll.” 

You wrapped your arms around his neck, clinging onto him as the commotion downstairs continued.

“Daddy what’s goin on?!” You cried, starting to panic.

Bucky and Steve exchanged a glance.

“Take her. I’ve got this.” Bucky said, coldly and quietly so as to express his urgency to Steve without scaring you further. Steve nodded as Bucky got dressed, hiding a gun in his waistband.

“Hey honeybear, we’re gonna go on a little late night adventure, okay? But you gotta stay really quiet and be a good girl for Daddy, alright?”

You knew Steve well enough to know that he was trying his hardest. Even though he protected you from the truth, the big part of your brain knew that your daddies dealt with dangerous people. Even though they kept their business as far from you, their little girl, as they could, you still noticed every time one of them came home with a black eye or blood on their shoe. You learned it was best not to question it. And even though Steve focused every cell in his body to keep you calm, you knew even in your sleepy little state that whatever was going on was very, very bad. 

You stayed quiet, just as Steve commanded, but you couldn’t stop the tears filling your eyes and dripping down your face. You were too scared to even sniffle as Steve ran through the halls of your big house, pressing you into his chest so hard it almost hurt. Steve stopped at a bookshelf, in which room you couldn’t tell as all the lights in the home had been turned off. He checked his surroundings to make sure the two of you hadn’t been followed before tugging on the edge of a book and pulling the hinged bookcase away from the wall. He hurried inside with one arm holding you to him and the other shutting the secret door as quietly as possible. Once he heard it latch, he pressed a code into the number pad on the wall and continued through the snaking hidden hallways of the house. He reached a sturdy locked door, punched in the code for that one as well, and once inside, attempted to set you down. But you weren’t having that. 

See the full post

1,029 notes - Posted July 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Eddie My Love

Word Count: 680

Pairing: CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader

Summary: When everything is too much, Eddie will always be there to help you.

A/N: This is kind of rushed & I'm half asleep but I still really wanted to get some Eddie fluff out there before midnight tonight.... just in case 😭😭 No matter what happens, he's already such a beloved comfort character for me so I was still really happy to write this for him. Even though its pretty short I promise I'll have more Eddie fics in the pretty near future! 😄💕🦇

Your hands gripped tight on the door handle, knuckles bracing against skin as you held on for dear life. Even if you had the courage to complain, the most trained ear wouldn’t be able to hear you over the heavy rock music vibrating through the van. Eddie peeled out of the school parking lot, nearly tipping over as he took the turn towards his trailer. You squeezed your eyes shut; you normally didn’t have a problem with the reckless way Eddie drove, but the smaller you regressed, the scarier everything seemed. 

As the van screeched to a halt at an intersection, Eddie took a moment to admire you, just as he did hundreds of times a day. When he saw your terrified face, his heart sank. He kicked himself mentally for not realizing sooner that you were little, and he immediately slammed a hand down on the stereo button to quiet the music. He should have known you were having a bad day, he should have noticed the signs, but he was riding on the high of a good session at Hellfire and your mood shift just didn’t register to him. In the newfound silence of the car, he could hear your labored breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. No more; that was his job now. His calloused hand reached out to yours. 

“Shh baby, it’s okay. Shhh…” He whispered, leaning over to stroke your hand and relax the muscles that were still holding fast to the door. 

The cold sensation of his rings against your skin was just enough to distract you from your fear. You began to fiddle with one, an angry pig that you thought was more cute than intimidating, twisting it around and around Eddie’s slender finger. 

“Do you wanna wear it?” He asked, and you nodded. He slid it off his finger onto yours and you quickly resumed your stimming. Your breathing slowed. “Hey, yeah, that's it baby. You’re okay now, I promise. I’m gonna drive real careful back home, okay?” And you nodded again. 

The light had long since turned green, but Hawkins was a small enough town that no cars were waiting behind you. True to his word, Eddie slowly pressed the gas pedal and drove you to his trailer, even staying below the speed limit and taking all the turns as carefully as he could. When he pulled into his parking spot, he did it ever so slowly so as not to jerk you around. He put the vehicle in park and unstrapped his seatbelt, hopping out and jogging over to your door. Without needing to be asked, he unbuckled your seatbelt and took you in his arms, helping you onto the ground. He walked you to the door of the trailer, fishing his key out of his jacket pocket and unlocking it with one hand, the other gripping yours nearly as tightly as you’d been clutching the car door.

When you reached his room at the end of the trailer, he let go of your hand, and already you missed his touch. But he was only gone for a moment, having to let you go so he could get the shoebox out from under his bed, the shoebox that contained your little gear. A pacifier, a big thick blanket, and a soft but matted teddy bear. It had been Eddie’s when he was a kid, protecting him from nightmares and bullies, and now he trusted the bear to watch over you too. He handed it to you, then offered the paci which you took, and then wrapped the blanket over your shoulders. Your eyes drooped, already exhausted from your meltdown and the long day leading up to it. Eddie sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him. You wasted no time, instantly positioning yourself in that familiar embrace, his scent of hairspray and stale smoke calming every nerve in your body. You knew it in your heart, as long as you had your Eddie, as long as you had your love, everything was okay.

1,041 notes - Posted June 30, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[haleyhunwritess]

GUYS I REACHED 800 FOLLOWERS OMG🤩🤩 literally gonna go cry omg

for real thank you for all the support, and for encouraging me to write🥰🥺👉🏻👈🏻

I LOVE YOU ALL🤍🤍🤍🤍

i also have a main btw which is @haleybr if you guys wanna follow that hehe🤪

[sevasey51]

So I’m thinking of doing a little blog revamp so I want to know from my lovely moots and followers in the comments or in my inbox what you guys want to see and get out of me as a writer and as someone who wants to give more back to you guys too!

So any different themes also would be appreciated too 🫶🏻

@f0rehead-0f-security @mcuamerica @positivelyholland @angelbaby-fics @angelbabydoll28 @ace-of-gay @bubblessunshinehoney @velvetcloxds @reginaphalange2403 @buckybarnesandmarvel @writersblog20 @youre-amazing-say-it @dumb-fawkin-bitch @imyourbratzdoll @anotherfuckingmarvelfanaccount @emmy-writes-sometimes @nana1000night @marvelstarker-mha98 @f10werfae @full-timephoebefanatic @hulkstacos @jessybarnes @bergarasunsolved @haleyhunwritess @haleybr @yelenasdiary @babyhatesreality @lu-morningstar @lyrarodriguez @remuslupinsdaughter @mxssingmemories @sarahrogersevans @callsign-revenge @kaeissupergae @mxltifangxrl @sergeantbarnessdoll @maximeverstappen @eulalielatibule

[sevasey51]

And Haley because we love Haley 🥹 @haleybr I forgot to tag you ❤️

fanfiction writers are the literal backbone of society