#caregiver!bucky

[angelbaby-fics]

Can you do a fic where steve or Bucky accidentally drops the reader?

#stucky 🌻🦋☀️

Word Count: 435

Pairing: Bucky x Little!Reader

A/N: Oh man, I'm sorry its been so long! And that this isn't very much!! But I'm hoping to get back into the groove I was in earlier this year with my fics, and the first step is getting started!

Of course, neither Steve nor Bucky would EVER intentionally drop you, and are probably even more protective than the average person.

The only way I can imagine it happening honestly is if something happened with Bucky’s arm that he couldn’t control, because keeping you safe is as natural to him as breathing.

It wasn’t even a malfunction, quite the opposite actually.

Bucky had just gotten his arm refurbished in Wakanda, getting it equipped with new skills and updates, in addition to general upkeep.

As an added bonus, Shuri had polished the arm to give it a little extra flair!

What she’d neglected to do was tell Bucky about the polish, and so the first thing he did when his arm was reconnected was scoop you right up into a big hug. 

He spun you around, both arms around you as he pressed you into his chest, but as shifted you into his left arm to fill out some paperwork with his right, you felt yourself lose your traction. 

Next thing you knew, your bottom hit the floor!

You looked up at Bucky with wide eyes, him staring back at you just the same. 

You paused for a moment before bursting into tears, and Bucky rushed to you in an instant, trying to pick you up again, but you fled from his grasp.

“No daddy!! You drop me!!” You cried, shrinking away from him.

Bucky’s heart was broken; it was his absolute worst nightmare to be in any way responsible for hurting you and making you feel scared.

Even though he knew it had been an accident, he still blamed himself for not being more careful.

“Angel, I’m so sorry. Daddy didn’t mean to!” He pleaded with you.

You could see the pain in his eyes, the fear come true of hurting you especially with his enhanced limb.

You knew he was insecure about it already, and you didn’t want to make him feel worse.

Even though you were still shaken from your fall, you knew in your heart that Bucky would never dream of hurting you on purpose, so you slowly got up and walked back towards him.

“It's ok daddy, accidents happen.” You said, offering a smile.

“You wanna try again, sugar?” He asked, holding his arms out to you, but you shook your head, not quite ready to risk it again.

“I wanna walk and hold your fancy hand!” You said, grabbing his vibranium fingers with glee and tugging slightly, indicating that you were getting impatient, wanting to get all this adult stuff over with so you and your daddy could go play.

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please note that due to how big its getting i will be revamping my taglist in the near future so keep an eye out!!

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Hey ria could we possibly get something with winter soldier bucky where hes still at hydra and one of the new people that hydra had taken is a little and she’s scared and Bucky comforts her and becomes her cg, if not that okay💝

Soldats princess

Content - age regression, cg!winter soldier, swearing, violence, kidnapping (its hydra), comfort, needles, angst, fluff, lots of Russian, sort toys, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - after being kidnapped by hydra the winter soldier saves you from fighting.

Authors note - that was a terribly written summary but I can’t think of any other way to describe it, I really enjoyed writing this should I make it an au? Reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3

Translations = derzhi yeye na meste = keep her still, ty, vstavay pora trenirovat'sya = you, get up it’s time to train, soldat, ty v poryadke = soldier, are you okay?, soldat = soldier, otpusti devushku, ona budet bespolezna dlya vas = let the girl go, she will be useless to you, kakaya u tebya oderzhimost' soldat = what is your obsession soldier, ona moya = she is mine, tvoy bezopasnyy malen'kiy golubka = your safe little dove, golubka = dove.

“Get your fucking hands off me!” You screamed at the top of your lungs at the agents strapping you down to the medical bed.

You couldn’t remember much about how you got here. You were sitting on your sofa with a glass of wine before falling asleep and then you woke up in a white van.

You would give anything to be back in your small apartment right now.

“derzhi yeye na meste” you heard one of the agents shout out, you did everything you could but you couldn’t avoid the inevitable when you felt the large needle go into your neck.

The next thing you knew you were out.

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Bucky was woken up to the sound of screaming and swearing coming from the medical room, he didn’t recognise the voice it must be new.

Many cryptic thoughts ran through his head for the next minutes before he was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of silence.

Silence was what distracted him now, there was always screaming but never silence.

A few minutes later he saw one of the female agents walking over to the cell that was opposite him with a girl in her arms, she was beautiful.

He watched her roughly throw you onto the creaky mattress and walk out locking the large bars behind her.

At least he wouldn’t be looking at an empty cell now.

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“ty, vstavay pora trenirovat'sya” the colonel addressed you while the other soldiers were on the floor training “fuck off” you said spitefully glowering at the cruel man looking down at you.

A few minutes later you were escorted out of the room with a large cut across your arm.

Settling down in your cell later that night you were examining your poorly wrapped and treated arm feeling the tears flow down your face since the first time you got there.

You just wanted to be home, you wanted your family and your friends back.

The worst thing was you were beginning to understand the insults they would throw at you, not because anybody told you just because you would get them every spare moment of the day.

You didn’t know how much more you could take.

Scooting up against the peeling wall you pulled your bedsheets up to your chest trying to resemble on of your old soft toys only making you cry harder at the loss.

You were so lost in your sorrow that you didn’t see the strong man standing at the bars of your cell.

“soldat, ty v poryadke?” A mysterious voice called out only making you more frustrated “why doesn’t anyone speak English, I don’t know what your fucking saying!” You shouted through tears banging your head against the wall.

“I can speak English if you’d prefer it” the man said calmly in an accent that strongly resembled American but had gone under the influence of many years in this dreadful facility.

“I’m sorry for shouting” you whimpered thinking you were in for another punishment, you wanted one of your arms to not hurt at the end of the day.

“It’s alright” he said eyeing you warily, he hadn’t seen someone this vulnerable in many many years.

Your mind was completely broken at the reassurance you hadn’t heard in months and you entered your age regressed mindset unprovoked.

Desperately trying to stop yourself from shaking you looked up at the tall man who was talking to you “please help me I don’t wanna be here anymore” you sobbed.

The soldier didn’t know what was happening, but he was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to take care of you.

“Stay there” he said firmly before walking out to find the colonel. He was sitting at a waterlogged wooden desk working on paperwork, alone.

“Soldat?” He didn’t get a second word in before the soldier pinned him against the wall by his neck “otpusti devushku, ona budet bespolezna dlya vas” “kakaya u tebya oderzhimost' soldat” the colonel asked breathlessly as the metal hand tightened against his throat.

“ona moya” he said lowly eyeing the cowering man in front of him, after a few seconds he signaled to one the guards to open your cell door.

Hearing the patter of your feet he walked over to you and possessively put his arms around you “tvoy bezopasnyy malen'kiy golubka”

───── ⋆⋅◇⋅⋆ ─────

You were waiting in the cold cell waiting for Bucky to come back from a mission like you so often did except this time you were more vulnerable because you were feeling little.

You always missed the soldier when he was gone but it was extremely enhanced at the moment, you were going through a stage when you were little almost everyday and with him gone you felt very alone and scared.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by the loud sound of the iron bars of the cell were opened an agent roughly throwing the large man in.

“Be gentle” you shouted with a frown at the agent resulting in an eye roll before they locked the cell and walked away “I’m alright little soldier” he said protectively pulling you into his chest.

The two of you stood in silence for a few minutes before be placed you onto your uncomfortable cot bed that was pressed against his “I have something for you” he said reaching into his bulletproof vest.

He pulled out a slightly squashed soft toy out and fluffed it back up before giving it to you. It was a grey rabbit with soft but slightly shaggy fur and it had shiny black eyes.

You had gone so long without a soft toy you almost cried on the spot “thank you” you said brightly stroking the soft fur delicacy making the soldier smile out of the corner of his mouth.

You made him feel like he had a purpose like he was surviving for someone something he hadn’t felt in years.

Sitting up against the peeling wall he pulled you into his side stroking your hair gently as to not hurt you “go to sleep golubka, I’ve got you your safe”

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Taglist - @bootlegmothman420 @littlephia @whippedforhongjoong @youngstarfishdinosaur @patchesofwork @buggyateabug @folklorefairie @friendlyneighborhoodkillerbunny @sparklybuck @2-gay-possums-in-a-trench-coat @hopelesswritergall @stuckysgirl27 @sleepyprinc3ss @chaotic-little-witch @looksthatkilledd @teddybearsgrr @fluffyblanketgecko

[honeybeewritings]

just wanna help{b.b.}

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: upset little

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!bucky barnes x little!gn!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 350 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you're upset that buggy has to leave again so you sneak your favorite stuffie into his bag to make him feel better

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for my fellow kiddos with anxiety when it comes to loved ones.

✰ 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲: @laurellaa

you knew this mission was coming but you were still sad to see bucky lacing up his boots and getting ready to go.

he helped you get ready for the night and started getting himself ready.

you were standing in the doorway, clutching your favorite stuffie, and watching him sadly.

bucky noticed you and walked over to you, kissing your forehead. "it's a short one this time dovie. only a week and then i'm home."

your eyes started stinging and you hugged bucky as hard as you could. "gonna miss you buggy." you cried. "b-be... be good n... n..." bucky pat your head as you sobbed into him.

it happened every time he had to go on a mission. he knew you were always scared for him but you usually held it together when he was leaving for shorter ones.

you two stood there for a few minutes, bucky reassuring you the whole time. your crying soon calmed down and reduced to sniffles. you pulled out of the hug and wiped your nose with your shirt.

bucky sat you on the bed and you kept watching him silently. he had forgotten something in the other room and an idea popped into your head.

you looked through the door to make sure he was gone and you scrambled of the bed, quickly opening his dufflebag, and shoved your stuffie down the side of it.

"protec' buggy." you whispered as you closed the bag.

you walked into the room bucky was in and gave him another hug. "'m tired. goin' t'bed," you yawned. "nini buggy."

bucky smiled at your sudden change of heart, thinking nothing of it, and returned the hug. "good night little dovie. i love you." he whispered.

"wuv you too."

he carried you to your room and tucked you, giving you one last forehead kiss before he left. "a week little dovie. i promise."

he grabbed his stuff and headed toward the avengers tower. he couldn't handle seeing you upset like that.

he barely paid attention to anything until he was on the jet.

he opened his bag to get his clothes for the mission and noticed your stuffie. he choked back tears as he took it out.

you protect him just as much as he protects you, just in a different way.

[angel-bunnie]

Sleepy Bunnie and Cg! Bucky

I've been meaning to post this but I got really shy! I've read so many awesome agere fics about Bucky as a caregiver and I managed to draw it!! 🩷🩷🩷

Big big thanks to @pahtoosh @angelbaby-fics and @buckys-little-belle cuz they're some of my favorite writers and they really inspire me to make more Bucky art!! 🫂🩷

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Hiya! I was wondering if you could possibly write a little reader that's struggling with nausea on a daily? If not that's ok! I'm just dealing with some health stuff but I want to be respectful of your rules! I don't mind with who. just something fluffy and soft to read!

˚. ❝₊˚ 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘺 ❞ ˚₊·

» bucky barnes x reader

» a/n: hope you don’t mind me choosing bucky for this prompt, I’ve been reading a lot of marvel lately and miss writing for it

» warnings: nicknames, talk of nausea/sickness, slight description of dry heaving

“How’re you doing Doll?” Bucky comes up behind you with a hand falling to the back of your neck, a small frown on his lips when he sees you grimace and your arms tighten over your stomach.

“I know, I’m sorry. Wanna try some more crackers?” He crouches next to where you are on the couch and plucks the half eaten sleeve of crackers from the coffee table. There’s three separate water bottles on it: one of water, one of tea, one of ginger ale, and toast that’s gone cold from this morning still left out, a set of those wrist bands that are supposed to help with nausea, and even a pair of those carsickness goggles that are supposed to help- even if you’re not driving anywhere.

“No, jus’ wanna cuddle.” A smile spreads across Bucky’s face when you reach out for him and he quickly complies at getting you scooped into his arms.

“Better?” You nod against his chest once the two of you are settled on the couch, you’re wrapped around him as tight as can be and his hand is rubbing up and down your back.

It’s an up and down battle of trying to find remedies that help your daily nausea. Sometimes they’re great and you’re able to go down to the park only a little walk away from your apartment, other days you end up dry heaving for so long your throat burns and Bucky can only hold you as you cry from the uncomfortableness, and sometimes, days like today, cuddling is the only solution.

Your eyes flutter closed within a few minutes of laying with Bucky acting as a human pillow. It’s only early afternoon but Bucky’s content on letting you drift off to sleep against his chest, he just hopes you feel a bit better when you wake up.

[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)

♡

"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."

♡

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.

♡

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.

[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

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Really love winter widow an it's been a while since I makes anything about them. Here a Caregiver Moodboard for them!!! <3

[kazzy-boo-baby]

Bucky Barnes- Caregiver Headcannons

💙- Bucky has a very strict routine when it comes to bedtime. He doesn't tolerate staying up late at all. But he's always so kind when getting his little ready for bed. He'll read them a bedtime story, sing, cuddle, anything his little needs to help them sleep he'll do in a heartbeat

💙- He isn't the best cook, but he tries his best. Bucky makes simple things like grilled cheeses and tomato soup on a good day, other times he'll just give up and order takeout for him and his little.

💙-Bucky loves to do his little's hair. It doesn't matter if it's long, medium or even short. He'll try his best to make his little's hair look perfect or in any style they want

💙- Bucky is a HUGE pushover! All his little one has to do is whine or give the slightest hint of puppy eyes and he'll give in to what his little wants.

"Fine, fine! But just this once.. you can't get away with things like this all the time, kid."

💙- He doesn't like punishing his little. But when it's needed, the harshest he'll do is timeout or taking away toys. But he always comforts his little and talks them through the whole time.

💙- When Bucky has to go on missions, his go to babysitters for his little are Natasha, Steve, or Sam. When those three aren't available, his last resort is Tony.

💙-Pet names/nicknames he calls his little:

•Doll

•Kiddo

•Sugar

•Sweetheart

💙-Rules he'd have for his little:

•Bedtime is 9pm

•No talking back

•Do your best to try and eat every day

•Baths every day before bedtime

•Don't lie (He encourages honesty and telling the truth a lot.)

•If you're ever hurt, sad, afraid, or angry go to papa and he'll help you through it.

And that's it yall! <3

•Who should I do next for Caregiver Headcannons or Little Headcannons? Let me know!

[babybeewrites]

Anyone wanna see more Winter Soldier x little reader?

cuz I sure do! Unfortunately, I have no clue what to write :'(

I'm gonna try to write some ideas but if anyone has a scenario they would like to see I'd love to try to write them :D

I know I wanna do a few where Bucky is the little ones cg & something causes the winter soldier to pop up & now he has to try to figure out being a cg.

[pinkidolly]

wan some1 who look like bucky barnes ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა preferably sebastian stan :33 ₊˚⊹♡

[jbbarnes]

hyrda operatives who work with the winter soldier are often surprised about how... protective he is. never of himself, that was beaten out of him long ago, but he'll pull people from the line of fire, even if it makes his shot more difficult. he will bandage wounds – not gently, but he does it. he shoves food at them that he doesn't eat himself.

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Hi friend :) can please write Bucky x little reader where our therapist recommends we try age regression and how we are very hesitant at first but he just makes us feel loved and comfortable?

Let’s try it

Content - age regression, cg!bucky, psychologists, anxiety, apprehensive!reader, light swearing, soft toys, dummy use, bottles, slight angst, fluff cuddles, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - when your psychologist gives you a new coping mechanism to try bucky helps makes you feel comfortable with trying it.

Authors note - thank you for the request my love sorry it took so long I hope you enjoy it!, reblogs are greatly appreciated<3

Translation - honey love = med lyubov'

“Age what?” You questioned your psychologist curiosity, you never got over how many things you’d never heard of before in terms of the mind.

“Age regression dear, I think it might benefit you” dr irin said plainly with a reassuring smile plastered across her lips “what does that entail?” “Well age regression therapy is when you revert to a childlike mindset in order to heal your inner child so to speak.”

You sat there for a minute trying to process the information given to you. “So how old would I go back too?” “It’s hard to say dear, it depends on what your mind does” she smiled reaching into her desk to pull out a pamphlet and some recommended websites.

“Now I was also thinking that some people who experience age regression find it easier when they have someone to take care of them, so maybe your partner James-“ “Bucky, yeah no I’m not bothering him with this” you said butterfly’s making their way into your chest.

“Okay hon” dr irin said softly “just know it’s nothing to be ashamed of, it’s perfectly healthy” “okay” you sighed looking down at the pamphlet.

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“Hi baby” Bucky smiled putting down the spatula and turning down the heat on the stove before walking over too you.

“Hi Bub, what’re you making?” You asked curiously walking over to the frying pan “pancakes, figured you might like some after your session” he smiled kissing your temple.

“Aww thank you, you bloody softy come here” you smiled pulling him in and kissing his soft lips “your welcome, so how’d you go?” He asked returning to the stove and flipping a pancake over on the other side.

“Yeah it was okay” you sighed sitting down on one of the kitchen chairs “what did you talk about?” “Not much she just gave me some strategies” you sighed smiling as you watched Bucky place the pancakes on a plate “what do you want on ‘em bub?” He said walking over to the fridge.

“Can I have one with maple syrup and fruit and another with lemon and sugar please?” “Of course you can my love.”

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A few hours went by eventually turning the sky dark.

You were currently sitting on the sofa your favourite show playing on the telly while scrolling through your unanswered messages of the day.

Suddenly you realised your phone was about to run out of charge “buck can you get me my portable charger please?” You called out to Bucky who was sitting in the kitchen reading a newspaper.

“Sure where is it?” “In my bag I think” “okay”

In retrospect you probably should of remembered that you took your bag to your appointment. A few minutes later bucky came out with your portable charger in one hand and the pamphlet in his vibranium one.

“Here you go doll, hey what’s this?” He asked as he scanned the contents “what’s what?” You asked plugging in your phone and looking up at him “oh shit.”

“It’s nothing” you said quickly attempting to snatch it off him only to have him hold it up higher still accessing the words “it’s just something dr irin gave me give it here” “sounds interesting” he said gently giving it to you.

“Don’t judge it please I don’t even wanna do it it’s stupid” you whispered “hey hey no it’s not stupid if your doctor said it might help you should give it a go” he said kindly sitting next to you gently making you look at him.

“But I don’t know how and what if it doesn’t work it’s gonna be weird I just don’t-“ “hey dolly look at me yeah deep breaths in for 5 hold for 4 out for 5, that’s the way” he said softly guiding you through your breathing.

Once you calmed down you talked Bucky through what your psychologist had told you and he was completely on board.

During the next few days things went back to normal, that was until bucky received a large package “Bucky” you said suspiciously watching him sign for it seeing his cheeky smile.

“What have you done now” you said accusingly “ahh it’s actually for you sweetheart” he said kindly placing the box on the kitchen bench and ripping it open.

Inside there was a selection of soft toys, colouring in books, some bottles and a teal dummy. “Oh buck” you said breathlessly moving to embrace him.

“I told you angel I’m on board with this 100 percent”

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A few days later you finally slipped after lots of research and trying out different approaches. You were currently sat on the sofa with your dummy in your mouth and alpine laying down beside you her soft breathing and snores alerting you to the fact she had fallen asleep.

“Daddy” you whispered to Bucky watching his face light up when you called him that “yes little one?” “Look at pine pine” you giggled pointing at her “aww she’s asleep, what do you think cats dream about baby bunny?”

“I dunno, mice?” “Mice” he chuckled heartily “yes” you said definitively “dada” “hmm?” “Can I have a cuddle?” “Of course you can my little angel” he said softly.

Repositioning yourself to lie between his legs your back of resting against his chest you felt his vibranium arm gently come to play with your hair “do you feel better med lyubov'?”

“Mhm” you hummed feeling yourself grow sleepy in the embrace of your caregiver.

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[honeybeewritings]

❝ but you promised ❞[b.b.]

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: tantrum

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!bucky barnes x little!gn!reader

✰ ��𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 430 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: bucky unexpectedly got called in for a mission and it hurts your feelings

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for every little who take promises extremely seriously. i'm with you. promises are serious business

bucky knew he messed up.

he could feel the tantrum bubbling up from his spot on his bed, where he was putting his boots on.

your lip wobbled and you gripped your stuffie as tight as you could. "bu... but babs..." you said quietly.

"i know doll. something came up. i can't help it sweetpea." he responded gently, taking your face in his hands. he tried to give you a forehead kiss but you stepped back.

you flung your arms wildly when he tried to reach for you again. "no! no no no no no no no!" you stomped in a circle. "you promised!"

bucky felt bad but he didn't want to encourage your tantrum. he looked at your flailing body on the floor and immediately got stern. "no. i will not be staying for the weekend nugget."

"why?" you screamed. "it's because you're a huge meanie!" you said angrily, throwing your stuffie at bucky. you started crying even harder when you didn't have anything to grip.

bucky softened a little but you knew it was a losing battle to get him to stay. "nugget, that's not what's happening. i have to work nugs. i promise we can do this weekend another time."

you screamed and kicked even more at the thought of doing it another time. you planed it for now! "no babs! i can't be free anover time!"

bucky clenched his jaw quickly, trying not to show how your little tantrum was getting to him. "you need to listen with your ears. okay? i-"

you ran out of the room and stomped in another circle in your playroom. your arms were crossed and you had a little pout. you started to cry again and laid face down on the ground.

bucky followed you and felt bad when he saw how hard it gotten to you.

he let you lay on the ground and called natasha. she was the only person that bucky could think of. she was actually great with you when you were feeling small.

bucky ended the call and tried to calm you down by rubbing your back. "nugget. guess what?"

"what?"

"natasha's comin' over," he said gently. you propped yourself up on your elbows and wiped your eyes. "reewey?"

bucky smiled gently at you and nodded. "really. you and her are gonna have the time of your life until i get back. promise."

you sat up and sniffed. "pinky pwomise?" you asked, holding up your pinky.

"pinky promise."

"they are t'be kept forever an' ever," you told bucky.

"i know. i intend to keep it."

[dervampireprince]

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[jjtheresidentbaby]

Hi, could you do one with cg!Steve, cg!Bucky and little!reader, where the reader wakes up and is very sick and Bucky and Steve baby them a lot. Also if you could add little!peter 1 too that would be great!

Reading all of your stories have made my week so much better, you are an amazing writer by the way!

Sick Babies

|| Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Peter Parker x Reader

notes ; I apologize in advance, this is not really them babying reader and is more humorous but I really like how it turned out so I’m posting anyways

warnings ; reader & peter being sick, mentions of medication, pet names

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Steve paces restlessly beside your bed, re reading all the medicine labels that Bruce gave him, he’s been doing it for the past ten minutes and it’s about to drive you and Bucky up a wall.

“Darling, I know they’re sick but please calm down a bit.” The super soldier soothes a hand down Rogers back, playfully rolling his eyes to you which makes you giggle even in your ill state.

You had woken with a fever and horrid cough, something that has caused immense stress to Steve in particular, meanwhile you and Bucky have taken the opportunity to binge watch your favorite movies in bed. Sure being sick is trash, but Bucky makes it better with his jokes, and Steve has the medication doses down to a science at this point.

“Just relax with us and—.” Bucky’s cut off by a knock at the door, Steve quickly shuffles to answer it and the gasp he lets out tells you he’s not relaxing anytime soon.

“Come in, come in, my god have you been all on your own all day? Have you taken any medicine? When’s the last time you took your temperature?”

As soon as you see the haggard state Peters in when he steps farther into the room, all the questions flying out of Steve’s mouth make sense. The sight of Parker wiping his red nose with a huff at Steve’s fussing, Bucky’s face falls, his caregiver-ness coming out more from the looks of things.

“We can be sick together!” You open your arms quickly for Peter who all but throws himself into the embrace, mumbling about how warm you are even though he’s sweat through his shirt.

“You two are a mess, I’m going to go grab a change of clothes for Peter, don’t move. Bucky don’t let them move.” The three of you snort at Steve’s finger pointing towards Barnes’ face.

“Alright sick babies, you need anything?” Despite the teasing sent Rogers way, Bucky drops his tone to soft and shifts some hair off both of your foreheads.

“Lay with us?” Peter lifts his head off your chest with a sheepish smile, you encourage the ask by grabbing at Bucky’s arm til he finally collapses onto the mattress. He’s not on top of you like Peter is, rather squished into your sides, putting his arm around both of you and petting a hand at your shoulder, or what he can reach of it.

And when Steve comes back to the three of you snoring atop one another, well he can’t complain that much; but he will wake you up to take your medicine in about twenty minutes when the timer goes off.

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