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Bob Respects Alpine's Authority
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: Bob is hesitant to go near the baby because he’s openly afraid of Alpine.
Trigger Warnings: None.
Author’s Note: I'm not really here. I'm posting alpine just so I have something to post, so you know I'm still alive. In some minor capacity. One day I'll really be back. Not today, though. Too much life. Not enough time.
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Previously: Alpine's New Nickname
Bob lingered in the doorway like the living room was a trap.
The baby was on her blanket in the middle of the rug, happily chewing on a teether and babbling at the ceiling fan. You sat nearby with a stack of tiny laundry, and Bucky was on the couch, pretending to read while aware of every movement in the room anyway.
Alpine sat on the back of the couch like a tiny white gargoyle, tail curled neatly around her paws, eyes trained on Bob with a calm that somehow felt more threatening than hissing ever did.
Bob swallowed. “So… she’s… always like that?”
Bucky didn’t look up from the book. “Yes.”
You tried not to laugh. “She’s mostly harmless.”
Bob’s eyes widened. “That’s not what I’ve heard.”
Alpine blinked slowly, pleased.
Bob took one tentative step inside, then stopped again when Alpine’s gaze followed him. He kept his hands lifted slightly, palms visible, like he was approaching a wild animal with diplomatic intent.
“I brought a gift,” he said, voice careful, and pulled a small plush toy from his jacket pocket. It was soft and harmless, one of those baby-safe things that crinkled when you squeezed it. “But I’m not—um—I’m not trying to challenge anyone’s authority here.”
Bucky finally lowered the book enough to look over it. “Are you… asking the cat for permission?”
Bob nodded once, serious. “Yes.”
I can't even explain to you how much these little snippets are one of the few things I look forward to in a week ❤️
Alpine Hushes Red Guardian
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: Alexei is notoriously loud. Alpine does not tolerate it when the baby is sleeping.
Trigger Warnings: None
Author’s Note: If Alexei will be quiet for anyone, it's Alpine.
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Previously: Alpine Watches Walker
The baby had finally fallen asleep.
She was tucked into her crib, warm and milk-drowsy, her little breaths soft and even. The door to the nursery was closed, the TV muted, the whole apartment wrapped in a fragile hush everyone respected.
Everyone, apparently, except Alexei.
He sat on the couch with his legs sprawled out, gesturing wildly as he talked, voice booming at what he seemed to believe was a perfectly reasonable volume. “And then I tell them, you cannot fight like this, you must use your whole body—like bear!”
Bucky’s eyes darted to the baby monitor, then narrowed as he watched his daughter stir faintly.
“Alexei,” Bucky said in a low voice that carried threat and exhaustion in equal measure, “keep it down.”
Alexei waved a hand. “I am being down. This is down for me.”
Bucky stared at him like he was about to launch something heavy. “More. Down.”
We all know who's really in charge in this house 😉
Alpine Plays Peek-A-Boo
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: Alpine learns a new trick from watching Dad!Bucky. Baby is delighted.
Trigger Warnings: None
Author’s Note: I may be taking liberties with feline intelligence, but I feel like Alpine is more intelligent than most cats, so I'm going with it.
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Previously: Alpine's Valentine Surprise
It started with Bucky being ridiculous on purpose.
He’d crouched behind the armchair, peeking around it with exaggerated slowness, eyes wide and playful. The baby sat on her blanket a few feet away, propped up with pillows, watching him with that intense concentration she reserved for anything that might be funny.
“Where’s Daddy?” Bucky whispered, voice dramatic. “Where’d I go?”
He ducked back out of sight for a beat, then popped out again with a grin. “Peek-a-boo!”
The baby startled, then broke into delighted giggles, kicking her feet and squealing like she’d just discovered the greatest joke ever told.
Bucky’s whole face softened, pride and joy written all over him. “There it is,” he murmured. “That laugh. That’s my favorite sound in the world.”
From the couch, you smiled into your mug. Until you noticed Alpine watching from the hallway.
Why is it that when I don't think this could get any cuter, you go and write something that proves me wrong 🥹💖
Alpine's Valentine Surprise
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <1000
Summary: Baby's first Valentine's Day. She gets double gifts.
Trigger Warnings: Alpine is too cute.
Author’s Note: Happy Valentine's Day! (I doubled my usual word limit for this, cause I just couldn't stop.)
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Previously: Alpine Senses the Cold Snap
Bucky came home like he was trying to be casual about it, which was exactly how you knew he wasn’t.
He eased the door shut with his foot, shoulders dusted with cold air, and stood in the entryway for half a second too long, eyes flicking toward the living room like he was checking for witnesses. Alpine was perched on the back of the couch, naturally, and the baby was on her blanket on the floor, propped up with pillows and doing her best impression of a tiny sun: bright-eyed, drooly, and delighted by everything.
You looked up from the couch and narrowed your eyes. “What did you do?”
Bucky’s mouth twitched. “Nothing.”
“That’s a lie,” you said, already smiling.
He sighed like he’d been caught, then lifted his hands from behind his back. In one, a bouquet wrapped in brown paper—soft pink and white roses with sprigs of green tucked between them. In the other, two small bags that crinkled promisingly.
“I—” he started, then seemed to decide he wasn’t going to apologize for it. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
Your heart warmed instantly. “Bucky…”
He stepped closer and held out the bouquet, gaze a little shy despite the confidence in his posture. “For you. For everything. For… being you.”
I would like to request a Bucky, daughter and Alpine package deal for Valentine's day, please and thank you 🥹 This was too cute 🥰
Thinking about Winterwitch and the Reader being idiots in love. Hereafter referred to as 'the trio' Gender Neutral Reader. Written to fulfill a request from @mrs-maximoff-kenner for my follower celebration. I couldn't get it to work in fic form so we'll do it like this.
>the trio who do literally everything together when they aren't on mission. You need to go shopping? Winterwitch is right there with you. Bucky needs a haircut? Off the three of you go. Wanda needs extra training? You and Bucky are watching or helping.
This is absolutely adorable and even better than I imagined 🥰🥰🥰
Call Me - Science Bros x Reader
Tony Stark x Reader x Bruce Banner
warnings/notes: Reader's boyfriend is an abusive dick. Written to fill a request for my follower celebration. I think that's it. :)
“There she is!” Tony’s voice cut through the party noise as he made his way toward you and your boyfriend as you stepped off the elevator into his penthouse. The space was filled with guests in cocktail dresses and suits. Tony grinned, eyes crinkling at the corners. “I was beginning to think you’d stood us up.”
“It’s not a date,” your boyfriend grumbled beside you.
Tony’s narrowed gaze told you he’d heard the words. Fucking Jared. Couldn’t he just not be an ass for one night? He hadn’t wanted to come, only relenting when he realized you were going regardless.
This is so good, I love it so much! 🥹 It's even better than what I imagined 💖 Thank you lovely and congratulations again!!
Real as You Want it to Be - Winterhawk
Clint Barton x Gender Neutral Bisexual Reader x Bucky Barnes
warnings/notes: @remuslupinsbiwifey requested a Winterhawk fic for my follower celebration with any prompt so have Fake Dating. As stated above reader is gender neutral and bisexual. I think that's it. Enjoy.
Your sister was a pain in the ass.
You loved her, you did, but she was always trying to set you up and you hated it. She found someone that she thought would be perfect for some version of you that she had in her head that was nothing like the real you. And you always ended up going out with them just to get her to shut up about it for a few months.
The truth was you had no interest in finding ‘your perfect someone’ as she put it. No, as far as you were concerned, you’d already found them. Two of them to be precise and they seemed to be hopelessly in love with one another. Which wasn’t ideal, true, but they were your best friends and you were content to just be in their orbit most of the time.
Excuse me. I'm just gonna go over to the corner and giggle like a crazy person holding my phone to my chest. Don't be alarmed 🥰
Alpine Puts Sam on Probation
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: Sam is side-eyeing the cat, but excited to finally hold the baby.
Trigger Warnings: Like none
Author’s Note: So, I thought I had time. And I did for like a day. If this installment sucks, I'm sorry. It was done quickly and posted with little editing. (Also; saw the Gif, had to use it, even though Alpine doesn't hiss. Love The Mummy.)
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Previously: Alpine Against the Fireworks
Sam hovered in the middle of the living room like he was approaching a wild animal, which, to be fair, he was.
Alpine sat perched on the arm of the couch, white fur immaculate, green eyes locked on him with open suspicion. Her tail flicked once, sharp and deliberate.
“She’s judging me,” Sam muttered.
Bucky snorted from beside you. “Yeah? Why are you surprised?”
Sam glanced down at the baby in your arms, his expression softening immediately. “But… I can hold her, right?”
You smiled. “You can hold her.”
He stepped closer, careful, almost reverent, casting one last wary look at Alpine before gently taking the baby from you. The second she settled against his chest, everything changed.
Wait, this is so cute 🥹❤️
Alpine Against the Fireworks
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: 512
Summary: It's been a week since the new year, but fireworks still going off outside make the baby stir and fuss AGAIN.
Trigger Warnings: Fireworks (the bane of every parent of a young child)
Author’s Note: I'm officially back, baby! I have TIME again!! WOO!
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Previously: Alpine Rings in the New Year
It was just past the first week of January, and somehow people were still setting off fireworks. The baby had been woken up by them multiple times every night and you were two seconds from marching outside in your slippers and starting a neighborhood revolution.
The boom rattled the window, soft but sharp enough to wake the baby. She stirred in her bassinet, tiny face scrunching, a whimper bubbling up in her throat.
“Oh, absolutely not,” you muttered, hands already clenched. “It’s January eighth. Who even—what are they celebrating? A late epiphany?”
Bucky was beside the bassinet instantly, panic flaring in his eyes as the baby let out a soft, distressed cry. “No, no, sweetheart, it’s okay, shhh—don’t wake up, please don’t wake up—”
Jokes on you, I was already crying 🥹💖
Alpine is a Bad Influence
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: Bucky sets up the tree and Alpine immediately tries to climb it. You joke that the baby is going to learn all the wrong lessons from her big sister.
Trigger Warnings: Cat climbing the tree.
Author’s Note: I don’t care if you ascribe to the Jewish Bucky philosophy. Maybe Reader celebrates Christmas. Maybe they do both and next year baby will get a dreidel and gelt, too. There is no rhyme or reason to how these little stories come about.
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Previously: Alpine's Winter Protest
Setting up the Christmas tree had started peacefully enough.
Bucky hummed quietly to the carols playing on the radio, untangling strings of lights while you sat on the floor with the baby, keeping her distracted with shiny ornaments she wasn’t allowed to touch.
Alpine watched from a distance, her green eyes sharp, her tail swishing with suspicion as the giant evergreen took shape in her living room.
“She’s already plotting,” you warned.
Bucky shot you a look over his shoulder. “It’s fine. She’s just curious. She’s far too wise to climb the Christmas tree.”
You snorted. You were about to argue when you saw a flash of white in your peripheral vision.
“Bucky,” you said flatly.
“What?”
“Your wise cat is halfway up the tree.”
I hope, in a year, we get a Thursday with Alpine where she and her baby sister scale the furniture 🥹💖
You own a dragon cafe. People can come for coffee and something to eat and get a dragon to pet and play with for an hour. Most of the dragons are employed at the cafe, but drop-ins are encouraged as well. The dragons are anywhere from two decades old to fifty, ranging from cat-sized miniature dragons to dragons as big as horses. You love shuttling trays of coffee and pastries around with a dragon or two on your shoulders or clinging to your legs. One day just after closing hours the entire cafe goes dark, like someone flipped a switch for the sun.
You poke your head outside just in time to see a massive dragon land just outside the cafe. It has to be hundreds of years old to get to this size. It looks at the sign on the door that says "all dragons welcome!" and then locks eyes with you. It's way too big to even get in the door. You duck back inside and hang up your apron before you get a selection of leftover pastries and pour a big mug of coffee. The dragon is still there when you walk outside with a blanket tucked under your arm. You spread it over the lawn and sit with your treats.
"Come on," you say warmly, patting your lap.
The dragon lowers its head into your lap, letting out a content sigh as you pet its cheek and scratch under its chin. All dragons deserve love, even the big, scary ones.
I love this 💗
Alpine's Winter Protest
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: Bucky takes the baby outside bundled in a soft snowsuit. Alpine sits in the window the whole time, yowling indignantly at the door like she wants to make sure you bring them both back in safe.
Trigger Warnings: Baby in the snow. Al's mad.
Author’s Note: I love the idea of Bucky bundling up baby for her first snow. Just absolutely adorable.
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Previously: Alpine's Little Sidekick
The first snow of the season came in slow, soft flakes in lazy spirals drifting past the window like feathers.
You stood at the kitchen counter, coat on, watching Bucky wrestle the baby into her puffy snowsuit by the front door.
“She’s not gonna be able to move in that thing,” you teased, smiling as he fumbled with the zipper.
Bucky grunted, determined. “She’s warm, that’s what matters. She should see her first snow.”
“She will,” you said, chuckling. “She just won’t remember it.”
“She doesn’t have to,” he said softly, smoothing the hood over the baby’s head. “I’ll remember it for her.”
Before you could answer, a familiar voice broke through the quiet: a sharp, indignant mrrrrow! from behind you.
Alpine had jumped up onto the window ledge, tail lashing, green eyes wide and accusatory.
“Oh boy,” you murmured. “Here we go.”
Thursdays With Alpine: Alpine's Winter Protest
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Why is this the cutest thing I ever read? 🥹💖
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let's try this again with the character link this time
I can't even begin to express how thankful I am for each and every one of you. I'm really excited for this event so please request.
I am opening my entire character list for requests. This includes several that I have never written for before. Click here for the list.
All fics will be x reader. Poly fics with siblings will not include incest.
Please specify female, male or general neutral reader. Default will be fem.
Along with normal requests, you can also request moodboards, gif requests (you send the gif, I write the fic), song fic requests, social media or headcanons
Send me a character and one of the prompts from below the fold.
And if you want to reblog to spread the word, that would be awesome. Thanks again friends!
Alpine Makes it All Better
Thursdays with Alpine: A series.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x you (afab)
Word Count: <500
Summary: The baby catches their first cold, and Bucky can hardly bear it, but Alpine hardly leaves baby’s side, curling close when the baby naps, her purring a steady comfort.
Trigger Warnings: Sick baby
Author’s Note: My kid's been sick a lot lately.
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Previously: Alpine's Baby
The baby’s first cold came with tiny sniffles and the smallest, saddest whimpers you’d ever heard.
It broke Bucky.
He tried to stay calm, holding her upright against his chest, walking the living room in slow circles, but every little cough made him wince like it was happening to him. “She’s so little,” he murmured, voice rough. “How can she already be sick?”
“She’ll be okay,” you whispered, brushing your fingers over the baby’s downy hair. “It’s just a cold, Buck. She doesn’t even have a fever.”
Thank goodness I'm off work today because I don't even know how to explain the noises I was making while I was reading this 🥰
Flutter - Chapter Seventeen
Pairing: Mafia Steve Rogers x Adopted Stark Reader
warnings: violent death, torture, etc (I don't think it's overly graphic but my kid just looked at me when I said that after he read it so the warning)
a/n: This is the end my friends. Thank you for reading!
The rope that bound your wrists was thick and rough, the kind that dug into your skin as you worked at it. Your hands ached and your blood dripped but all that was temporary. You could outlast it.
You wiggled, flexed and twisted. The chair creaked every time you shifted your weight, the sound loud in the darkness, but no one came to check on you. Lean, tug, relax, pull, twist. Over and over again. The rope burned through your skin as you rubbed it against the edge of the chair. You bit your tongue to keep from making a sound.
Not for the first time, your thoughts turned to Steve. You wondered what he’d say if he could see you now. Probably something like, “Don’t let them win.”
So you didn’t.
This was so adorable 🥰 and violent... But also adorable 😍