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Criminal Minds S14E12

Friendly reminder I’m obsessed with Spencer’s tummy. 

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[mikurulucky]

My darling! My sweetheart! My beautiful man among men!! 😭😭💖💖💖💖💖😭😭😭😭😭😭💖💖

[wooly-nooly]

Why do i have so much godamn upkeep

Tf u mean im hungry and if i dont eat ill get weak and groggy AND i have to pee AND im dehydrated

I dont have time for this.

[gremlingottoosilly]

Under the Christmas tree [dark!141 x fem!Reader] (Secret Santa fic)

Secret Santa gift for @crash-and-live 141 had a wonderful time taking their combat medic to be their captive barracks bunny instead. Now, the Sergeants have decided you will make a wonderful gift for their COs. CW and Tags: Dub-con, poly!141, inappropriate celebration of Christmas, power imbalance, bondage, slight BDSM.

Gaz was always an expert on knots. 

Fancy little ribbons and bows – not so much. He prides himself on being suspiciously quick to adapt to the changing environment, yes, but learning how to tie bows when your little captive is acting just a tad bit dismissive towards the whole idea is…hard. Not as hard as hanging down the rope on a moving helicopter, but…

— Come, luv. Stop strugglin’ 

He smiles, all teeth and no lies, when you – his favorite medic, the best thing ever happening to this bloody team – started meowling something about the circulation and cutting off the bloodstream and how you don’t exactly like not only being held in the basement of the base but also being tied up…he looks at you and just knows he can’t resist booping you on the nose, kissing your perfect fuckin cheeks while Soap already has his hands in your hair, gently brushing it to put even more ribbons and bows. Red, just like on a Christmax gift. 

You’re a bloody gift. 

— I ken ye don’t like sittin’ like this, but Lt needs pick me up, aye? 

Soap smiles when you struggle just a bit more, your tied hands brushing against his stomach as you slowly buck your hips back. Trying to get just a tiny bit of stimulation, sneaky little lass – this is why he loves you, so smart and so adorably dumb at the same time. The best thing that ever happened to them is that you still act like you don’t enjoy being their shared chewing toy. They can agree it’s just a bit of a stretch from your previous working environment but hell, at least you’re not being shot at. Johnny’s hand gently moves from your head to your neck, adjusting the little red bow he made from the ribbons. They tried so hard to find the softest ever ribbons without a sharp edge and material that could cut off the circulation – even though Kyle was still doing his favorite knots that rendered you absolutely defenseless. You lick your lips and try to rock from side to side, making the ribbons a bit more loose – it doesn’t work, of course. Not like your team ever wanted you to have a say in their perverse desires, right? 

You fell into the Stockholm syndrome quite easily, especially since they were so stuck on always respecting your wishes(except for letting you out, of course) and never forcing anything too harsh…up until now, apparently. Making sure you’re on your best behavior because it’s Christmas, they have a small table set up – beer, whiskey, some snacks that you naively put on because you’re still not allowed to cook, and they don’t really care for home-cooked meals – and your shaking form, twisted in a somewhat sexy pose all because they needed a little Christmas present for their CO’s. 

Gaz brushes his hand on your tummy, gently pushing it down – you were prepared, of course, so much lube was out in your glossy folds, with Soap’s mouth buried deep between your legs, until you felt you’re going to pass out from the sheer amount of orgasm he was edging out of you. There is a reason why Johnny isn’t allowed to eat you out when Ghost isn’t around – his self-control is non-existent when push comes to your cunt and the tongue he can shove in. 

You feel like you’re going to burst when you finally hear the door opening. When you finally hear Captain – his tired, gruff voice, the way Ghost’s jacket silently hits the ground as they start to undress. Usually, you’re made to greet them with kisses and your soft lips on their cocks if they feel particularly tired. Usually, you’re made to wait for them in the bedroom, with their sergeants gently playing with you because, of course, you’re the property of all four of them, no matter the power dynamic. 

Nothing is usual now – you’re laying under a Christmas tree, naked and aroused, your pussy is all puffy and swollen from Soap’s tongue, your body is tied up with red ribbons Gaz was using. You want to be good for them, and so you lay here, hoping your obedience will be enough for a few more climaxes. Ghost is the first to put his hands on you. 

Kneading your breasts, gently forcing his rough fingers on your exposed nipples, you’re so sweet for him, so perfect, laid out like a beautiful gift – he can only groan in arousal as he slowly pushes the ribbons from your chest, taking in the view of your hardened buds and bite marks – evidence of Kyle taking his mark while he was tying you up. You might have been apprehensive about the whole idea, but you’re playing the role of a gift perfectly – just like you should. 

— Bloody hell, love. So pretty for us. 

— She was such a good girl for us, Lt. Didnae even resisted much. ~ — Is that right, sweetheart? 

You can only nod, your mouth stuffed with a pretty gag – you’re drooling all around it, looking fucking adorable as you try and look as harmless as possible. No reason to provoke them now when they already made it clear just how many orgasms they are going to take from you tonight. 

Ghost smiles under his mask, his hands moving to play with your lower tummy, squeezing the soft flesh and teasing your folds – you’re soft and pliable for them, spread out like a perfect toy. The most desirable thing they could ever find under a Christmas tree.

Price caresses your face with a softness you didn’t know a man of his position could have. He kisses you, and his whiskers tickle your soft skin – you aren’t sure if you can even handle him being so damn gentle about everything. He laughs as you try to wiggle out of Ghost’s grasp, their hands laying on your body – bruises and marks are scattered across your skin, making you the perfect canvas. Gosh, you’re beautiful – John doesn’t even know what they did to deserve such a little treat. — Such a pretty display for us, eh? 

— Sergeants outdid themselves this time. 

— You bet they did. Are you goin’ to behave for us, love? 

Price smiles when you whimper, spreading your legs like a pretty toy. Ghost already pushing you to the ground, forcing his way in between your thighs – you’re so open for them, vulnerable to the tip of his cock pressing in your folds already. Soap did a good job eating you out, even Simon’s cock won’t be too much – not after the way Gaz was spreading you on three of his fingers, smiling with each of your little attempts at moans. You know the night is going to be long.

[scarlethexelove]

Hi! Can I request a mommy!Natasha x little!reader fic. Like where little reader has become obsessed with babies and her baby doll, and begs her mommy for a real one, telling Nat that she wants a baby in her belly, and that mommy can be the baby daddy! Just some cute, possibly smutty, broody vibes. Nat thinks it’s cute as hell, picturing her girl with a baby bump, and would love to have a baby with her baby. Thank you!

Oh Baby

Pairing: Mommy!Natasha Romanoff x Little!Reader

Word Count: 825

Warnings: Fluffy, Allusions to sex, Allusions to Nat having a penis, I don't think there is really much more.

Pt 2

A/n: I didn't feel fully comfortable writing it smutty so I just kind of alluded to it. Just made it cute and fluffy. Sorry it is a little short but I hope it is good. I feel a bit iffy about my writing in this one.

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Natasha watches as you cradle your doll in your arms a bottle held in your other hand bringing it to your doll's lips. She smiles watching how you care for your doll. You have been much more interested in your doll recently. Making sure you feed it, change its diaper, and have it nap with you. She had convinced Tony to make a doll similar to a Baby Alive doll for you. When she had given it to you she watched you being overjoyed. Immediately taking care of it and very well to Nat’s surprise. 

You’re soon bounding over to her with a smile on your face. Your doll securely in your arms. You hold it out for Nat which she takes. “Mommy not like that.” You lightly scold her when she holds the doll wrong. You crawl up on the couch where she is sitting and fix the way she is holding the doll in her arms. “I’m sorry bug. Thank you for showing Mommy how to hold your baby.” Nat says as you smile up at her. You put on a tv show for you, Nat, and the doll could watch, leaning your head on her shoulder as you watch.

Every once in a while you look down at the doll in Nat’s arm and then back up to her. A smile on your face as you mind forms an idea. “Mommy?” Your voice floats through the peaceful air. Nat looks down to you and smiles. “Yes baby?” You sit up off of her shoulder struggling to find the words that you want. Even though you have the idea it is hard for you to form the thought into words. Nat waits patiently for you to speak.

“Mommy want a baby.” You mumble. Natasha smiles at you. She has an idea of what you are saying but she wants to make sure. “Baby you have a baby.” She places the doll into your arms but you shake your head. “Want Mommy’s baby.” You set the doll down next to you carefully. You point to your stomach. “Want baby in tummy. Mommy can be Daddy.” 

Nat is a bit shocked by your words. She thought that is what you wanted but didn’t expect you to actually ask for it. She mulls over your words, a soft smile forming on her lips. “Are you sure bug? Babies are a lot of work.” She pokes your stomach as you giggle and squirm a little. You nod your head. “Yes Mommy. Want Mommy’s baby. Bug and Mommy take care.” 

Nat can’t help the widening smile. Your excitement rubbed off on her. Her mind wanders to the thoughts of you with a little baby bump. Starting a family with her little girl. How cute you would be with her baby inside of you. She wants nothing more to make you happy and give you everything you desire. She can give you what you want and have the family she has always wanted. 

“Pwease Mommy. Want baby.” Your words break Nat from her thoughts. You're bouncing on your legs next to her excitement evident. Her hand comes up cupping your cheek which you nuzzle into.”If my baby wants a baby Mommy will give it to her.” She then boops your nose, your face scrunching up. You squeak in excitement and throw your arms around her neck. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Your body is now in her lap bouncing. Her hands now on your hips as you bounce in excitement. You're bouncing now eliciting a groan from the woman under you. 

Nat kiss your lips and hold your hips still on top of hers. You still try to wiggle your hips just too excited to stop moving. “Mommy excited.” You say as your hips lightly bounce still. Feeling herself against you. “Yes mommy is excited.” She smiles at you, finally giving up on trying to keep you still. All she can do now is think about starting right now giving you exactly what you want. 

“Bug want to start now?” Nat asks you. You nod quickly. “Yes Mommy. Want now.” Your bouncing becomes more erratic which causes Nat to moan. She stands up which causes you to wrap your legs around her waist and she wraps her arms around you tightly. “Anything for you bug.” She uses one of her arms to boop your nose again. Loving how you always scrunch up your face. 

[quinnysnursery]

can you write a little!matt x cg!reader that's taking place after the gross sodas video and Matt's feeling all sicky and looks for comfort on his cg? (im so sorry for bad english btw)

[🩹] soda pop | matt sturniolo one-shot

paring : little!matt sturniolo x cg!fem!reader

summary : stomach aches suck, but matt's cg makes everything better

warning/extra tid-bits : mild crying, stomach aches, that's all!

word count : 551

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 (stars from @saradika-graphics)

a/n : (not proof read, i'm just a girl!)

Matt sniffled, clutching his stomach as he uncomfortably squirmed under his covers. He and his brothers had finished up filming a few hours ago, the different sodas now discarded in the trash.

Good riddance.

Some of them had been tolerable, but the rest made Matt’s taste buds recoil in disgust. The mixture of different intolerable flavors along with the carbonation was probably what caused Matt’s current stomach ache.

He’d been attempting to settle in for bed for about an hour but just couldn’t seem to get comfortable. As if feeling like his stomach was attempting to escape from his skin and god was it making him nauseous. 

If that wasn’t bad enough, Matt’s headspace was looming over him as it did almost every night- causing frustrated tears to build in the pale boy's eyes and soft sniffles to escape him.

His eyes snapped over to his bedroom door, relief washing over him as the light from the hallway poured into his dark room- you had finally finished your nighttime routine. 

“Matt? You okay?” You asked, furrowing your brows with worry. “Mama…” Matt whimpered, watery eyes meeting yours.

A coo slips out your lips, “Oh honey…what’s goin’ on?” You asked- sitting on the bed and allowing Matt to curl up next to you. “M’ ‘ummy.” He murmured, rubbing his tired eyes with a balled up fist and allowing himself to fully regress.

You nod your head- listening dutifully. You gently lift up the fabric of his shirt, placing a cool hand over his warm stomach, the motion providing some relief.

“D’you want mama to get your warmie?” You asked quietly, earning a quick nod. You smiled and moved his hair away with your free hand- pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead before standing up and plucking the desired stuffed animal off the bed, walking to the kitchen.

It was a quiet night in the Sturniolo house, which was nice. It meant Matt’s regression wouldn’t be interrupted by one of his brothers screaming at their phone or a video game.

You quickly took the heating pack out from the warmie, lips curling into a smile as you booped Snoopy’s nose. The black and white dog had helped your little one through countless stomach aches.

Reaching up, you input 90 seconds into the microwave and allow the machine to do its job.

After the 90 seconds, you quickly stuff the heated pack back into the plush dog- not wasting a second before bringing it back to your littles room.

“Mama’s here, mama’s here.” You comforted, allowing Matt to snuggle back up with you. “Look who I have,” You smiled, holding up the warm dog. Matt let out a small giggle, shyly looking up at you- teary eyes a thing of the past.

“Here, let’s put snoopy on your belly.” You chirp, resting the dog against your littles stomach. Matt instantly let out a content hum- closing his eyes as the heat relieved the pain in his belly.

“Better?” You ask, looking down at your little one. Matt nodded, eyes still fluttered close. “No soda pop for you tomorrow, ‘need to let your tummy rest.” You decided, rubbing his shoulder soothingly. 

Matt was okay with that, he preferred juice anyway.

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freeze the picture - oneshot

lucifer morningstar x reader.

a/n: its like 1am but i was sobbing over mamma mia now im listening to low by flo rida and i cant sleep im so dizzy

“hey y/n?”

“yeah luci?”

“i love you.”

you both were on the envy ring’s beach. relaxing on a picnic blanket surrounded by glasses of wine, two rubber ducks that resembled both of you, and flowers. not to forget the charcuterie board of the finest finger food in hell.

lucifer laid on your lap as you stroked his hair. his eyes were half lidded, showing you his slightly smudged eyeshadow rubbed by his hands. it might’ve been due to the ring you were in- but you were slightly envious of how long and full his lashes were. the king of hell’s jacket was lain across his lap almost like a blanket. his sleeves rolled up.

“i love you too.”

you voiced, a grin growing across your face. lucifer looked up to you, mirroring your expression. it was almost like puppy love, except both frozen in the youth of eternity. the corner of you sundress slightly lifted up, as hell’s hot air breezed past the both of you. the “sun,” illuminated the side of lucifer’s and the front of your’s face.

“i think it’s best we start heading home soon, my love. it may be getting dark.”

the king of hell groaned almost childishly as he stuffed his face into the rolls of your tummy.

“but my dear, the drive from envy to pride is soooo long!”

it wasn’t. being the king of hell and all, the drive was a maximum of ten minutes. you let out a slight chuckle at the sight of him.

“i supposed we can wait a bit.”

time flew by and it was almost completely pitch black now. the red ocean’s waves got harsher and ypu could’ve sworn you saw two glowing eyes in the water. lucifer’s soft snores escaped his mouth, finding himself too comfortable in the warmth of your body.

you slightly shook him, and kept going when he didn’t wake up. you hated disrupting his well needed, and deserved, nap but you had to. he stirred slightly, even mumbling something that sounded like five more minutes.

“but luciii, i have a surprise whipped up back at the palacee,” you softly sang and you booped his nose.

despite the occasion being just a date, you wanted to give back to him. so, you made him a bouquet of paper flowers. the material being a copy of a book he reads out loud to you before bed (the version he reads was signed by the author). in addition, you baked him a resort of apple flavored desserts and even got him a huge duck plushie.

yeah, you liked to spoil your beautiful husband. the one that decided to wake up and sit up for once. you truly wished you could freeze time just to admire his disheveled state,

“you know i wouldn’t miss that for the world, darling.”

[cosyvelvetorchid]

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Enjoy!

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They stamped the snow from their feet before stepping into the cabin and dropping their bags. It was a small, simple cabin—open plan living area and kitchen, and a bedroom at the back with an en suite bathroom. There was a huge sectional in front of the fireplace—this is what drew them to this particular cabin because it was big enough for them both to fit on it—and a big TV in the corner.

“I can’t believe we’re actually on vacation.” Buck excitedly said. “A whole weekend in a cabin with no work, no fires, no medical emergencies.. just me and you.”

Tommy slid his arms around Bucks waist and kissed him chastely. “What do you want to do first?”

“First I’d like to eat because I’m starving. Why don’t you take the bags into the bedroom and I’ll get started on dinner.”

“Yes boss.” Tommy teased with a wink.

After finishing eating dinner and washing up, they settled on the sofa to watch a movie. Buck had insisted that as Tommy had flown them there, he got first pick and he chose The Terminator. Mostly because he knew Buck liked it.

By half way through the movie Buck had already fallen asleep on Tommy’s chest. Tommy draped a blanket over them both and carried on watching the movie, snacking on popcorn.

He threw another few pieces into his mouth and immediately screamed out in pain, jolting his body and almost sending Buck flying off the sofa.

“What?! What is it?!” Buck jumped up looking around trying to figure out what was going on. Quickly he noticed Tommy bent forward with his hand holding his cheek.

“Babe? What’s wrong?”

“It’s.. ah! My.. my tooth, I.. broke it..ah!” He was in an immense amount of pain and to be honest Buck was a little scared. He’d never seen Tommy like this before. He’d always been so calm and squared away.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Uh, hold on..” he rushed to the kitchen and threw some ice into a ziplock bag and wrapped it in a dish towel.

He lifted it towards Tommy’s face and he flinched away. “It’s okay, Tommy. It’s just some ice. It’ll help.” Tommy took the ice and put it on his face. He hissed at the feel of it. He was heavy breathing and couldn’t sit still—too much adrenaline from the pain.

Thankfully they’d managed to find an emergency dentist a few miles away and a quick uber call later they were walking inside.

Tommy had broken in half one of his molars on a popcorn kernel, exposing the nerve. The dentist—whom Buck was convinced was 130 years old—said he could fill the hole and give him a temporary cap until Tommy could get to his usual dentist.

An hour later, he was (temporarily) fixed, and high as a kite on pain meds, but ready to go back to their cabin. Buck helped walk him in to the cabin and lowered him onto the sofa.

“Wow do I live here?” He asked; his words sluggish.

Buck laughed. “Uh, no, babe we’re on vacation.”

Tommy stared at Buck with heavy eyes. “My boyfriend is not gonna like that. He a firefighter.”

“I’m your boyfriend, babe.” Buck reminded him, putting a blanket over him.

“No!” Tommy protested. “My boyfriend is really pretty.”

Buck laughed again and debated whether to take his phone it and record this. “He is, huh?”

Tommy nodded emphatically. “The prettiest. He has an adorable birthmark on his face and really soft hair.”

“He does sound pretty.” Buck played along.

“His tummy is my favourite though. Oh wow! His looks like yours! I just want to go BOOP-“ he poked Buck lower stomach with his finger “all the time.” He smiled happily. “I like to rest my head on it sometimes. It’s like a warm pillow.”

Buck couldn’t hold in the laugh this time. Tommy was just to freaking adorable high.

“Hey, hey!” Tommy whispered, gestured with his hand for Buck to come closer. “Can I tell you secret?”

“Sure.”

“I’m going to propose to him this weekend.” He whispered.

Bucks heart damn near stopped.

“You-you are?” He asked, trying to hide the shake to his voice. Tommy nodded emphatically again.

“Yep. I have a ring and everything.” He leaned to the side to lie on the sofa.

“You do, huh?” Buck gently lifted Tommy’s head to place a pillow underneath.

“I got his sister to help me pick it out. She’s really pretty too. But I don’t want to marry her. I want to marry my Evan.” His eyes were getting heavier.

My Evan.

Buck had to use all of his energy not to cry right there at hearing Tommy call him that. It was such a simple thing but it reminded him that he belonged to someone.

“I’m kinda scared though.” Tommy said.

“Of what?”

“He might say no. I don’t want him to say no. I want him to say yes.” He had the most adorable pouty facial expression and Buck had to work hard to resist kissing it off him.

“I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.” He told Tommy.

“How do you know?”

Buck sat on the edge of the couch and ran a gentle hand through Tommy’s hair, smiling as Tommy hummed in contentment.

“I have a feeling he’s going to say yes.” He whispered, leaning down to kiss Tommy’s forehead as sleep took him.

[ice-cream-nekogirl]

New Needy Boyfriend Prompt Quote:

Y/N:

Hey, you brought me in here, what did you want me to do?

Mammon, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Bakugo Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Keigo Takami, Sidon, Obanai Iguro, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Tamaki Suoh, Eddie Munson, Yuuji Itadori, Gojo Satoru:

I wanted you to give me a tummy nuzzle or a cuddle puddle or a muzzle cubluble or a tubby rubby belly boop!

(Lol I found this quote from the cartoon HouseBroken, it was too funny/cute to ignore)

[roxygen22]

First Day of School

"My Little Cocoa Bean" Series

A/N: Reader inserts are minimal in this one. Reader stayed home with Baby Charlotte (aka Charlie) so Willy and Ben/Bean could have some 1:1 time before his first day of school.

☆☆☆☆☆

"Are you excited about your first day of school, Bean?" Willy asked as he walked through the park with his son. He took the day off to spend some quality time with the boy before he started kindergarten the next day.

Ben was slow to respond and fell behind Willy's pace. He stopped and looked back at the small boy. "Bean?"

Ben looked up at Willy, worry clearly etched in his features. He knelt down and rubbed Ben's arm in reassurance. Willy had anticipated some reticence since Ben had never spent a full day away from you or him.

"Papa," he said in a small voice. "Were you nervous on your first day of school?" The boy's lip trembled.

Willy carded a hand through Ben's curly hair, then rested it on his cheek. "Well, Bean, I didn't get to go to school. But, I have had other firsts. And yes, I was nervous every time."

"Like when?" Ben implored as if he could not imagine his papa being scared of anything.

Willy stood and paused to think. "Like my first day as a sailor. I lived on a boat as a child, sure, but that was on a calm river, not the open ocean. I remember standing on the dock staring up at the huge ship, knowing my life was about to change. I hadn't even climbed on board and I was already seasick just thinking about it." They started slowly ambling down the path again. "But, I did it anyway. After some time, I became a tip-top sailor, like I had been doing it all of my life, and got to see places that most people only dream of."

By that point, the pair had wandered to the base of their favorite hill in the park. Willy could see that Ben was still lost in thought. He needed to lighten the mood somehow.

"Hey, Bean?" he asked to get the boy's attention. Ben looked up solemnly. "Race ya!" Willy shouted gleefully and took off running up the hill. Temporarily stunned, Ben stared at him with wide eyes before chasing after him in a fit of giggles.

Winded, they lay in the grass at the summit to catch their breath and watch the clouds lazily drift by. The two took turns pointing out shapes of animals. After a bit, Willy continued his earlier lecture.

"It's perfectly normal to feel those nervous butterflies in your tummy on the eve of change."

"But I don't want anything to change," Ben lamented. "I won't get to play with Mamma and Charlie. I won't get to help you make new chocolate or candies."

"I know it will be different, but you can still come to the factory or shop after school or on the weekends. Your mother and Charlie will still be eager to play with you when you get home. I bet you'll even make new friends to play with at school. You'll find a new normal. Besides, life would be boring if nothing ever changed."

They turned their heads to look at each other. Willy booped him on the nose with his index finger and smiled. "You probably wouldn't be here if I hadn't gotten on that boat."

"Huh?"

"Well, seafaring allowed me to gather lots of exotic ingredients to make magical concoctions that set my chocolate apart from the rest. Without my shop, I wouldn't have met your mother, and we wouldn't have you, my little cocoa bean. And I'll let you in on a little secret," Willy lowered his voice to a whisper at the end. "I was nervous when I found out about you."

"You were?" Ben pushed himself up on his elbows to look down at Willy's face.

"Mmhmm. You made me a papa, Bean. I had never been a father, nor did I have one growing up. I'm learning how to be one every day. It's been my grandest adventure yet."

Ben smiled, then fell onto his back once more to watch the clouds float by.

"Papa?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm glad you did it anyway. Got on the boat, I mean, even though you were scared."

"Me, too, Bean. Me, too." Willy sighed contentedly.

A few beats passed.

"Papa?"

"Can we go get ice cream?"

Willy chuckled. "Ice cream sounds like the best idea ever."

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-next day-

You, Charlotte, and Willy walked Ben to school. Ben was bouncy and talkative, asking questions about your memories of your own first day of classes. The boy grew quieter, though, as the building came into view. He shrank behind Willy's leg as more parents and children gathered at the fence, waiting for the school to open.

Willy offered him a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder, then dropped to one knee to make eye contact. "Don't be shy. It's alright if you feel a little trepidation."

"But do it anyway," Ben parroted from the conversation the day before.

Willy smiled and wrapped the boy in a hug, "That's right, Bean. Do it anyway."

Ben then gave you and Charlotte hugs and kisses, gathered his bag, and started toward the door. He stopped at the bottom step to turn back and wave at you all. Willy blew a kiss and waved as you grabbed Charlotte's chubby little hand to help her wave back. Tears came to your eyes when you saw Ben turn back to the door, pull his shoulders back and head up with confidence, and walk inside.

Still so small, yet so big, so fast, you thought to yourself. You looked to Willy as he wiped fat tears from his cheeks with his silk scarf. He barely maintained his composure until Ben was out of sight.

"I'm going to miss having him around during the day," Willy said with a sniffle.

"As will I, love. As will I," you replied softly.

Charlotte broke the melancholy with a coo. Willy chuckled and reached out to pluck her from her perch on your hip. "You, missy, aren't allowed to grow up that fast, understood?"

::raspberry::

"I'm glad we're in agreement."

☆☆☆☆☆

Masterlist

[ghoul-slime]

Mushy May Day 14 - Silly Baby Talk (Aether/Dew)

Thank you for giving us Mushy May again this year, @forlorn-crows and thank you @ghuleh-recs for the dividers!

Mushy May Day 14 - Silly baby talk, Aether/Dew, no warnings, 701 words. The return of Chicken Nugget!!

Aether closes the door to the bedroom with a weary sigh. He’d just finished a double shift in the infirmary, working through the night and was only just getting back at nearly noon the next day. He makes a beeline for the shower, stopping at the bed where he’s greeted by the sight of Chicken Nugget, their little orange rescue kitten, curled up in a pile of blankets and fast asleep. He leans down to plant a kiss on the kitten’s tiny head, receiving a sleepy little mew in response, before snuggling back down into the soft blanket.

Aether showers and dresses quickly, exhausted and very eager to join Chicken Nugget for afternoon naptime. He’s finishing toweling off his hair when he hears their bedroom door open and shut. Dew must be back from band practice.

As he makes his way to the bathroom door he hears what sounds like the fire ghoul’s voice. He can’t exactly make out what Dew’s saying, but he’s talking with a high-pitched voice in what Aether can only describe as baby talk. A tone he has most certainly never heard coming from the lips of his fiery little mate. He pushes the door open quietly, and hangs back, watching.

There he finds Dew kneeling on the floor and bent over at the edge of their bed, nuzzling his nose into the soft fur of Chicken Nugget’s belly while the little kitten watches him curiously with sleepy eyes.

“Ohhh my cute little nugget, I missed you so,” Dew coos, high-pitched and sweet. He stops his nuzzles in favor of delivering a string of loud smooches to the little kitten’s tummy. Dew coos again, telling Chicken Nugget just how cute he is in that same little baby talk voice. He scratches under the kitten’s chin with a finger before booping him on his little pink nose.

“I love you, sweet little nugget,” Dew says, and Aether could swear that “love” came out sounding a lot more like “wuv.”

Aether has never seen anything cuter in all his life.

But as much as he wants to keep watching this rare little display, he steps out into the room, clearing his throat to let Dew know he’s not alone.

Dew and Chicken Nugget both whip their heads towards Aether, wide-eyed and startled. Aether can’t help but laugh out loud at the similarity of their expressions. 

“If you make fun of me, I’ll kill you,” Dew says, completely deadpan.

Aether places a hand over his heart. “Are you kidding me? Dew, I think I might freaking cry. That was the cutest thing I think I’ve ever seen in my life.” He pretends to wipe a tear from his eye.

Dew grumbles. “Sounds like you’re making fun of me…” He bends down to scoop up the little kitten into his arms, pressing their faces together. “What do you think, CN, is mean old Aether making fun of us?”

Chicken Nugget reaches out with a tiny orange paw to boop Dew on the nose in response.

Aether laughs, “Sorry Dew, looks like he’s taking my side on this one.” 

“Wow, are you two little shits ganging up on me now?” Dew asks in mock outrage.

Aether gasps, covering Chicken Nugget’s fuzzy ears with his hands. “Dew! Don’t cuss in front of our kit!” he jokingly scolds the little fire ghoul with a laugh. 

Dew waves him off, but Aether slings his arm around his shoulders, pulling him to his side. He reaches out to scratch Chicken Nugget behind the ears until he’s purring away happily in Dew’s hands. 

“He really is like our kit, isn’t he Aeth?” Dew contemplates later, snuggling into Aether’s side on top of the blankets. Beside his head, Chicken Nugget kneads at the pillow, very happily getting ready for naptime round two.

“Yeah,” Aether agrees, pressing a soft kiss to Dew’s forehead, then leaning over to give the same to Chicken Nugget. “Think he takes after you more than anything though.”

Dew hums in agreement, and Aether pulls him in close, already falling asleep to the sound of a purring kitten and the warmth of his mate, happily holding his perfect little family in his arms.

[marvelnatr]

No power

Warnings: Daddy!Nat, Mommy!Wanda, little!reader, paci use, little space. 18+ MINORS DNI

Description: You’re in the safe house trailer with your caregivers when the power goes out. The sudden feeling of the fan not running wakes and you get scared.

Feel free to join my 18+ discord in the pinned masterlist geared towards marvel and my writing like this!!!!! I don’t bite darlings!

Natasha’s POV:

I put our bags down at the door and kissed Wanda “stay here love, I’m gonna clear the trailer okay?” Wanda nodded as I looked at Y/N in her arms “I’ll be right back little one okay?” Y/N squirmed a little with worry “right back daddy?” I nodded and kissed her head “right back my love” I quickly began to clear the trailer. After it had been cleared I came back. Y/N’s little squeal of excitement melted my heart as she reached for me. I gently took her from Wanda’s arms as she watched me “so were good here?” I nodded “we should have everything we need, our new ID’s are on the counter if you wanna take a look at them” Wanda nodded and headed over to the counter, looking at the cards and laughing. I furrowed my eyebrows while Y/N played with my hand “what’s so funny love?”. Wanda laughed “your names fanny longbottom.”. I rolled my eyes silently curing my friend for being so immature. I leaned over my wife’s shoulder to see the other two ID’s. Of course they received normal names. Gently kissing Wanda’s cheek I whispered “it’s getting pretty late, we should get her some dinner and in bed” Wanda nodded gently and put the documents away, searching through the cabinets and fridge for food. Wanda loved to make food out of random ingredients. I however suck at it and have been scolded a few times when Wanda has called me from a safe house and I was eating spagettios from the can.

Kissing Y/N’s cheek I smiled at her “lets give mommy some space cutie. You wanna watch a movie” Y/N nodded “otay daddy” Smiling I gently tickled her tummy. Little giggles filled the room as she squirmed “daddy that tickles!” I laughed and stopped “you’re so cute love bug” Y/N laid her head on my shoulder as I grabbed her blanket from her bag and her comfort stuffie. Sitting on the couch with her I kissed her head and turned on bluey. Her eyes quickly focused on the TV as I played on my phone.

After twenty more minutes Wanda came in and placed the bowls in front of me. Leaning up I kissed her “looks amazing as always my darling” Wanda blushed. I loved when she blushed. It was so adorable. Sitting down gently she whispered “thank you love” nodding gently Wanda gently kissed Y/N’s head “I gotta get your blanky love bug, we dont want it getting dirty do we?” Y/N pouted slightly and shook her head “No mommy”. Cooing softly I pet her head “it’s alright detka, you’ll get it right back after dinner” Gently pulling her small frame into my lap I began to feed her. Wanda and I talking about our next moves. After dinner I kissed Wanda “I got dishes, you wanna give her her shower?” Wanda nodded and picked up Y/N “come on little stinker”. Y/N giggled as Wanda smothered her face in kisses walking to the bathroom

Wanda’s POV:

I carried Y/N into the bathroom and gently began to help her undress after turning on the shower. She looked at me “bath mommy” folding her clothes to the side I spoke “we don’t have a bath in this house cutie pie” Y/N pouted a little and watched the shower, gently booping her nose I kissed her head “it’s okay princess, mommy’s gonna shower with you” Y/N smiled and nodded as I undressed and I guided Y/N into the shower. A shrill scream sounded through the bathroom as I jumped “jesus!” Y/N squeaked “cold mommy!”. Natasha was standing in the bathroom with her gun drawn, fear flooded her eyes. Quickly calming her I joked a little while nervously laughing “note to self, this shower doesn’t warm up fast and I should check the temp” Nat rolled her eyes, putting her gun in her waistband and looked at Y/N. I pulled her shivering body into me and rubbed her arm as Nat spoke “I’m sorry it was cold baby girl”. She nodded and I watched Nat “I’m sorry love”. She shook her head “you didn’t know darling just be more careful next time. I’m gonna finish up with dishes okay? I love you” I nodded as we exchanged a kiss and she walked off. Looking at Y/N I kissed her head “alright bug lets get you cleaned up”

After getting Y/N all clean I put her in her pajamas and laid her in our bed “time for ni ni sweet girl”. Natasha walked in the room just on time and smiled at Y/N “hi little one”. She reached for Nat. Y/N always loved getting cuddles from Nat at night. Natasha picked her up and cuddled her, cradling her small form in her arms as she whispered to me “can you get me her paci and her stuffie love?” nodding I kissed my wife and headed to her bag.

Natasha’s POV:

I looked back down at little Y/N when Wanda left the room. Her sweet face turned to me as her lips curved into a smile. She never fails to make me melt. Sitting in bed I ran my fingers through her hair “my sleepy baby girl”. Wanda came back in and laid beside us, gently rubbing her knuckle over Y/N’s cheek “open sweet girl”. Y/N happily took the soother in her mouth. Smiling softly at her I ran my finger along her face, calming her body. Within a few minutes her eyes were closed and the sound of light suckles filled the room.

Laying her down Wanda and I both kissed her head and headed to the small living room. I sat down on the couch and opened my arms for my beautiful wife. Wanda sat down beside me and cuddled into my side. Gently rubbing her arm I whispered “you wanna watch a movie?” Wanda nodded and cuddled into me as I pulled out the laptop and found us a movie. Resting her head on my shoulder she focused on the movie. It’s one we had watched a hundred times cause it was downloaded on my computer. It was either this or Moana and if I have to hear the song shiny one more time by that stupid crab I think I’ll just throw my computer. About thirty minutes into the movie the power cut out. The entire trailer went dark. I grumbled a little “fuck” as I kisses Wandas hand “I’ll be back my love okay?” Wanda got up and followed me “I’ll come with to help love”. We both threw on our jackets and headed outside

Y/N’s POV:

I woke up to the absence of the sound of the fan. Sitting up I called out “mommy?”. I got no answer and teared up a little. Why aren’t they answering? Did they leave me here?. Slipping out of bed I found my way through the dark of the trailer. My body shivering from the cold. I walked into the living room and found no one in there. Tearing up a little I played with my blanket “d-daddy? m-mommy?”. Again there was no answer. Looking around it was only pitch black. Walking up to the door it opened just as I got close. Stumbling back I tripped and fell on my butt. I looked up to see Natasha and Wanda standing over me. Wanda gently reached down picking me up “what are you doing out of bed little one?” cuddling into Wanda I cried “I-I woke up a-and chu were g-gone” Nat cooed gently “oh baby girl I’m sorry, mommy and I went to go fix the lights, see?” I nodded into my mommy’s shoulder as Nats knuckle rubbed gently across my cheek, both of their touches quickly calming me. Whatever fear I had simply melted away.

I felt Wanda sink into the couch, her arms holding me close to her as my body shivered. Natasha covered me with my blanket and kissed my head “go back to sleep baby girl, I promise mommy and I will protect you” relaxing into Wanda I gently suckled her collarbone and dozed off. The conversation coming from the computer turned into mumbled words till my ears were only trained to the sound of Wanda’s heart. The steady thumping lulling me to sleep. I never wanted to leave here. My safe place.

[marvelfanfics1]

Hey!! I love your writing :)

I just had a thought,

Imagine little!reader is being cheeky to daddy!john and daddy!jj , so they tickle the life out of her , like she is sandwiched between them while they tease her

“ huh what was that little one”

“You want to repeat that for daddy”

“ what was that giggles I can’t understand you”

“Aww does that tickle your tummy too much”

Ahhhhh they would be so cute 😭

Thank uuu <3

They would be so mean about it too!! Having you trapped between them with no way to escape, John B holding your hands above your head while JJ is assaulting you with tickles.

Your giggles just so contagious they can't help but laugh with you but are still teasing and acting like they can't hear you pleading for them to have a little mercy. "What do you think, JJ. Should we stop?" John B addresses the blonde instead of you!?

"Aw, I don't know JB. I think the little gremlin needs some more don't you see how happy she is?" He grins and your breathing break gets cut short when he continues to tickle your sides again, your laughter and squeals filling the Chateau.

Only until you're on the brink of crying they would finally stop, both placing a kiss to your cheeks. "Should know by now not to mess with us, sugar." JJ remarks, booping your nose while you catch your breath.

[rxmqnova]

Potty training

Y/N: 3 years old Scarlett: mommy Lizzie: mama ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV It's been a few days since Scarlett and Lizzie started potty training their daughter. It's been pretty hard at the beginning, but Y/N's been doing a lot better now.

Y/N and Lizzie are currently home alone. Scarlett had to leave for work this morning, though she should be home soon.

"Did you have a nice nap, baby?" Lizzie asks her daughter who's sitting on her hip, Y/N's head resting on Lizzie's shoulder.

"Mhm" The little girl just nods quietly and snuggles up to her mama, still tired which makes Lizzie smile and press a kiss to her daughter's head.

Y/N only just woke up from her nap, so Lizzie's carrying her to the kitchen, sitting her into her high chair before giving the tiny girl a snack she's prepared for her earlier.

"When will mommy come?" Y/N questions, taking a bite from the toast Lizzie prepared for her.

"Mommy will be home soon, honey" Lizzie smiles warmly, her smile widening when she spots Scarlett standing at the door frame and watching her two favorite girls.

"Mommy's home now" The blonde informs on which Y/N immediately turns her head to see if the familiar voice really belongs to her mommy.

"Mommy!" She grins, holding her arms up for Scarlett on which Scarlett can't help but smile and lifts her daughter up onto her front.

"Hi, baby. How was my little girl? Were you nice to mama?" Scarlett teases, receiving a nod and a smile from her little girl. "Yeah? Should I ask mama about it?"

"Surprisingly sweet as sugar today" Lizzie smiles, already walking to greet her wife with a kiss before booping her daughter's nose, earning a giggle from her.

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After Y/N eats her snacks, the little girl can't wait to play with her new toy she got a few days ago.

"Honey, if you stop moving I'll be able to get you dressed faster and you can go play" Scarlett chuckles, attempting to dress her daughter into sweatpants.

Once Y/N's finally dressed, Scarlett carries the little girl over to her toys, placing her down, so she could finally play.

"Don't forget you don't have a diaper, baby. If you need a wee come tell me or mama, yeah?" Scarlett asks, raising an eyebrow to show she's being serious.

"Mhm. Can I play now, mommy?" Y/N asks impatiently, looking at her toys and sitting down immediately once Scarlett nods, starting to play.

The blonde shakes her head with a chuckle, sitting down on the couch and soon getting joined by her wife. The two start talking about their days as they usually do, watching their daughter playing peacefully.

It doesn't take long until Y/N feels this uncomfortable feeling in her tummy, thinking whether or not should she tell her moms. She looks at her toys, deciding to keep playing as she's been super excited about playing with her new toy the entire day.

Only about two minutes later Y/N knew that was a bad idea already, not feeling comfortable at all now.

"Mommy!" Y/N whines, both her mothers immediately turning their heads to look at their daughter.

"Y/N" Scarlett sighs, noticing why's her daughter upset. "Honey, why didn't you tell us?" She asks softly, noticing the tears in Y/N's eyes.

After getting no verbal response, just tears, Scarlett lifts her daughter up and carries her to the bathroom to give her a shower while Lizzie cleans everything and joins her two favorite girls in the bathroom.

"Honey, I know you wanted to play, but you need to tell me or mama when you need to wee, yeah?" Scarlett says softly, tucking a stand of hair behind her daughter's ear.

"Mommy's right, Y/N/N. The toys will wait for you, baby" Lizzie adds, giving her daughter a warm smile. "You need to tell us next time, yeah?"

"I'm sorry" Y/N mumbles, letting out a little sob.

"It's okay, bubs. There's no need for tears, Y/N/N. Mama and I aren't mad. It's okay, accidents happen" Scarlett tries to comfort her little one, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"How about we snuggle up on the couch and watch any cartoon Y/N chooses? Does that sound good, sweetheart?" Lizzie suggests, receiving a quiet nod from her daughter.

The family makes it back to the living room. Lizzie goes to prepare some snacks while Scarlett looks for some blankets and Y/N plays with her toys for a little more.

Once the snacks are prepared and blankets are found, Scarlett, Lizzie and Y/N get comfortable on the couch, cuddling while watching a cartoon Y/N chose for them.

Lizzie and Scarlett share a look time to time, both smiling when they notice how hard is their daughter  trying to keep her eyes opened. The tiny one will surely fall asleep in any minute…

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ScarLizzie masterlist

Masterlist

[huckleberrykai]

berry ‼️‼️‼️ i’m so down bad for kai rn. the kai brain rot is rly taking over he’s so hot LOL

hyper specific question/ponderment for you……got any fluffy OR smutty thoughts about his nose? LOL this is so embarrassing to be typing but i looOoooOoOOoove his nose so fkn much.

i saw u said you wanted to sit on his nose and i couldn’t agree more. his face is too sittable ><

ok gonna hit ask and run away bc this is so embarrassing LOLOLOL

NOOO IT'S NOT EMBARRASSING and absolutely yes i do 😌

okay first and foremost ~ soft thoughts !

nose rubs. he loves being close to you, and you love being close to him - so that obviously leads to you rubbing your noses together whenever you cuddle, right before you kiss, hell sometimes he'll come up to you for no reason and give you cute little nose rubs. its not even just your own nose he'll rub against either, he'll shove his face in your hair or neck and just nuzzle in like a cat :( he's so cute

also ofc nose kisses !! with a pretty nose like that he can't expect not to get a boop or a kiss at least twice a day ! he never gets used to it though, so whenever you kiss his nose he'll turn so shy, the cutest blushy giggly baby >.<

he also loves when you just run your fingers down the bump of his nose. he likes sitting between your legs, laying the back of his head on your tummy while you play with his hair with one hand and softly stroke his face and poke his nose with the other. he's just a sucker for you touching him, and he loves that you love his nose so much :')

and for the more zesty thoughts hehe~

kai knows you love his nose and he likes to use it to his advantage <3

we all know this boy could spend hours between your legs if you give him the chance, and of course he likes to tease you, bumping and nudging his nose against your clit while he teases you with his tongue, dipping in and out of your entrance.

"mm feeling good cutie?" he'd taunt before asking for what he really wants. "wanna ride my face princess?"

and who's gonna say no to sitting on such a pretty face? so he flips you over hoists you up onto his chest as soon as you give him the green light <3

he taps your ass softly with a pout when you look at him apprehensively - "come on baby, don't keep me waiting."

his grip on your thighs is strong enough to bruise the second you sit yourself on his face comfortably - nose already rubbing against you. it only heightens the pleasure you feel from his hot tongue slipping inside you and the vibrations from his little whines against your core.

he chuckles against you as he eats you out, and when you start to get more desperate for release - bucking and grinding your hips against his chiselled features and his gorgeous nose stimulating you just right - he'll grip your thigh against his cheek with one hand and rub your tummy soothingly with the other as he guides you to your orgasm. when he nuzzles further into your pussy it sends you over the edge, and you feel him smile against you as your release crashes over you.

and when you finally come down from your high and shuffle back to sit on his chest, the sight of his pretty face is one to behold - remnants of your slick and his saliva gracing his lips and chin, even making the tip of that damn nose glisten adorably. he has this big stupid grin and his eyes flutter closed, he looks so fucked out and you haven't even touched him >.<

you smile and him and run your finger down his nose gently, booping it softly at the tip, right on his little mole. he looks at you bleary eyes, smile never wavering ~ his dazed state doesn't stop him from flirting with you though hehe

"i knew you liked my nose cutie, you look so pretty from that angle... wanna go again? <;3"

EEK I LOVE HIS NOSE SM I GOT CARRIED AWAY BUT MAN I JUST WANNA KISS IT AND BOOP IT AND RIDE IT AND AND

[pahtoosh]

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

masterlist

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.”

At the end of the day, you were clean, had multiple bedtime stories read to you, and you got unlimited cuddles. It was a win for everyone.