Yk when people are like "he's just some guy" ... Sebastian Stan is every guy. Never seen him wear the same hairstyle twice. All he does is change hairstyles and play deranged men. Love that for him or whatever
Does malyshka ever get mad at bee (not mad mad just a little) and Bucky comes rushing to he defence like don't you get mad at my baby
Or better yet does she get mad at Bucky and bee comes save her dad
Bee is very young. She's an impressionable, curious, sweet little girl. Her mama doesn't get mad at her when she makes a mistake or has a tantrum. Whenever she does something "bad", Malyshka knows it's not because Bee had bad intentions.
Pairing: Mafia!Bucky x Reader, daughter nicknamed Bumblebee.
AN: Part of the Bumblebee series.
You stare down at your canvas, streaks of fresh paint roll down the once pristine drawing. Standing next to your ruined artwork stands Bee, clutching her hands together, staring up at you with a stricken expression.
"I sorry," she says, her small voice wavering and despondent. Tears cling to her eyelashes, more threatening to spill down her rounded cheeks.
Tamping down the exasperation and discontent building in your chest, you take a deep breath, shifting your gaze to your daughter.
"What happened?" You ask, deliberately keeping your tone soft and even.
Bee wipes her cheek with her palm and points at the easel knocked on its side. "I wan' to see your pwetty art and—and I felled on it. Sorry mommy." She whispers her apology, dropping her hand.
You see the small scrape on her hand along with the tiny indents in her arms. She tried to brace her fall but landed right on the easel.
Hours and hours of work gone in a second. All because your toddler was excited about your art, wanted to see what you had created. She's your biggest fan and supporter, second only to your husband.
As upset as you are over the loss of your art, you know that she didn't mean for this happen.
And you never explicitly told her what she can and can't touch in your studio.
Bumblebee is exploring the world and she only learns by your and Bucky's examples combined with her own personal trial and error.
And by how you handle situations like this.
"It's alright sweet Bumblebee," you tell her, crouching down until you're at her eye level, you grin softly, taking her small hands in yours. "It was an accident and I'm not mad at you."
"You not?" She says, leaning into you, she rests her head on your shoulder with a relieved sigh. It's obvious that she needed that simple reassurance. You let her hands go and pull her in for a hug.
"I'm not," you emphasize, moving back to look her face, you press a kiss on her forehead before wiping away the rest of her tears. "I am mad about the mess but I'm not mad at you."
The distinction is important. So is the honesty. She needs to hear both, to know your anger isn't directed at her.
The more you think about it—imagining her waddling in the sunlight room, her bright eyes locked on your canvas, so eager and happy to get a glimpse of your art only to trip and fall—the more your anger slips away.
It's far easier to repair your painting than it is to repair hurt feelings.
"Accidents happen and that's okay. You know what?" You pick her up, settling her on your hip, you gesture towards the mess. "We're going to clean this up. Together. And then I'm going to show you all the stuff you're allowed to touch and play with in here and all the stuff you can't. Okay?"
She nods, a smile blooming across her face. "Okay mommy."
It doesn't take long.
Not even ten minutes to pick everything up, the easel has a small crack in one of the legs but it's otherwise intact. You go through the studio, showing her everything that she can play with and what's off limits.
Every so often, you catch her glancing at the ruined picture, her brows furrowing. So when your studio is back in order, you set her down on a chair and set up your workstation with a blank canvas. She glances curiously at you, her little legs swaying back and forth. You stop in front of her, gazing down at her.
"I'm going to need a new picture. You think you can help me?" You hold a paintbrush and a spare painting pallette in front of her.
Her excited 'yes' echos across the room.
Bucky finds the two of you a few hours later, painting side by side, laughing and talking, music playing in the background.
You're not suprised when he offers to buy her picture, calling it a masterpiece.
After careful negotiations aided by you giving the giggling toddler much needed advice, she settles for 'ten monies and two cupcakes'. The mobster would have paid double.
The next time, she wanders into your studio to catch a glimpse of your latest work, she remembers everything you taught her.
And while you know it's only a matter of time before she accidently breaks something or does something she shouldn't, you only care that Bumblebee knows that you'll always understand she's learning and trying her best. And no matter, she'll always be able to count on her you.
Run-through: You learnt about them when you were young. You had tomes filled with information about them, how to invite one, how to control one, etc. You also knew that if done right, union with an incubus was said to result in the birth of powerful witches. And now, after having spent years all alone following the unfortunate slaughter of your family you have two strong desires; to have a child and to continue the witch bloodline. Both of which can be fulfilled by summoning and making the right arrangements with the right incubus. And the best part of it all, incubi were known to be incapable of love and emotional attachment, so ending the arrangement once you conceived wouldn’t be hard for either parties involved. Except, it’s not always that easy, is it? And perhaps, not all incubi are heartless.
Themes: breeding kink, smut, fluff, incubus!bucky, witch!reader, size difference, he has wings and a tail, some angst, HEA
a/n: nothing is folklore accurate whatsoever just excessive imagination and vibes hehe
You were prepared if ever it was not going to work the first time.
Run-through: Introducing your demon boyfriend to your magical community went well. Starting a family with him was even better than you could ever ask for.
Themes: domestic!incubus!bucky, fluff, pregnant!reader, smut, size difference, protective!bucky, HEA, breeding kink, he has wings and a tail,
Taylor has been singing stuff like “i like shiny things but i’d marry you with paper rings” in her songs for years now and there are still people surprised she hasn’t broken up with Joe? what part of “you and me forevermore.” do you not get? does “give you my wild, give you a child.” sound like random insignificant promise to you? does “that’s the kinda heartbreak time could never mend” give you the idea that they’re short term?
@ODE: "I LOVE a good dance scene!" 🕺 Sebastian Stan stars as the elusive Max in the upcoming psychological thriller #Sharper. Chatting to our reporter @alysheac at the world premiere, the actor revealed what attracts him to these darker roles and his favourite dance moves..
“my first on-screen kiss? i wanna say, like, “tony n’ tina’s wedding”… probably gossip girl. yeah, maybe gossip girl. i don’t know. i think so. i gotta remember it. happy valentine’s day! be careful. protect your heart”.
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