Warnings: age regression, paci, crayons, self doubt but fluff comfort aswell.
Little names like lovebug, little one, baby etc. The title daddy for steve as the caregiver.
Dont like it dont read it.
No pronouns weight or skin color mentioned reader is able bodied enough to walk even just a little bit (i will work on making fics for readers who need mobility aids and such aswell, i understand yall cause i need em aswell)
Edited to the best of my ability
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It had been a stressful week, you had fought your brain to stay up as late as possible waiting for Stevie to come home last night.
After making dinner cleaning yourself up and waiting so very patiently, when he finally came in the front door kicking his shoes off and tossing his keys onto the table he found you half awake on the couch.
You greeted him with a big drowsy smile, "hello my love" he calls crossing the room when your stomach grumbled, "well i guess that answers the question i was going to ask, lets go eat dinner and cuddle up for bed"
And so you did, saving the dishes for tomorrow you had fallen asleep quickly.
The night had gone quickly filled with cozy warm dreams wrapped up in Steve’s arms held close to his chest, eventually you were woken up by the small cast of sunlight making itself known through the stormy clouds and closed curtains, wrapping yourself up in one of the throw blankets you wander through the hall to find Stevie, your little headspace taking its place.
Walking into the kitchen to find him making breakfast, "good morning cuddle bug, were having French toast this morning" he mentions as you hug him, he turns to you picking you up and placing you sitting on the cold marble counter making you squeal as he goes back to cooking, "daddyyy its coold" you giggle out realy letting yourself slip into your headspace, "I’m sorry love bug i didn't realize" he chuckles as he puts the breakfast treat on two plates adding your favorite type of syrup on top and fruit on the side.
He decided that today could be a calm day, going easy on the routine he lets you sit at the coffee table and eat your French toast and fresh fruit while watching cartoons.
Once done he takes both of your plates and goes to finally do the dishes. You run off to go get changed for the day, picking out a soft pair of dungarees and a matching sweater, picking out a paci for the day, grabbing your stuffy, and your crayons you go off to the kitchen, dropping your crayons off at the table.
Unable to find your drawing book you go off to the kitchen "daddy can i have paper?"
You request as he’s finishing up.
"Of course love bug" he returns going and getting some blank printer paper from the office and bringing it to you at the table.
"Fank you daddy" you chirp behind your paci
Getting to work on your ideas.
It was great being in a house with another artist, there was always projects going on and you could always ask for their perspective and get feedback on where something needs extra attention, all the walls practically covered in canvas paintings and graphite pieces that took weeks if not months, but never your little drawings, those always got put in a binder and put in the office, a few on the fridge and some in your little room but nothing more than that.
The drawing you were trying so very hard to get right just wasn’t coming out and you’ve used both sides of each page you had trying to get it right but to no avail.
You were determined to make such a special piece for your daddy, one that would go on the wall.
A couple tears slip your eyes and hit the table buy you quickly wipe your eyes before anymore come falling, you get up going over to where your daddy sits on the couch reading to ask for more paper which he agrees to.
Once again seated at the table drawing in an absolute trance, you’ve gone through three more pages front and back, it just wouldn't come out right, crumpling it and moving on to a new piece, it had to be perfect.
You had no idea your face was scrunched in anger so when Stevie came over to see you and ask what was wrong you huffed, not in anger but frustration, covering your paper.
" 's not done yet, im tryin daddy" you mutter out glancing at him.
He’s never seen you so upset over a drawing but you wouldn't let him see until its done, "alrighty love, i wont look yet but i promise all your drawings are amazing so i know you’re doin a very good job"
Giving you a kiss on the forehead he goes off to read or draw in the next room to give you space.
This was the best one yet, it finally looked good enough, you even put in an attempt at shading and highlights but crayons aren’t the best at layering but you finally finished it, signing it and putting away your crayons, you go to show Stevie your drawing.
You walk into the room a little hesitant but very hopeful, he sees you and pipes up, "hey bug did you finish your drawing?" Nodding you give it to him and all he does is stare at it, face unchanging, your eyes begin to well "n-never min' i don like it anymore, i-im sorry" you go to take it back when he pulls it back, "baby this is the best drawing ive ever seen"
He takes your hand pulling you to his side.
"But you not gonna put it on- on the wall like the other drawins, yous always put em in a binder an hide em" you sniffle.
He frowns, setting the drawing down and pulling you into his lap, "lovebug im not hiding them, i love those ones so much im keeping them safe, in a place where i can look at them while working and remind myself that you made them for me while little, those ones like all your big headspace drawing are so very special"
Giving you a hug to help embed his words deeper into your mind, he helps you up, grabbing the drawing he leads you to the office where he keeps the binder.
He opens the binder flipping through all of your drawings he had put in clear paper-liners with sticky notes onto the clear plastic of each one describing the days they were all made.
He flips to an empty liner and puts the new one away, grabbing his wallet off the desk and handing it to you, "open it up and look in the cash pocket" you look at him confused but do what he said, pulling out a piece of paper folded into sixths, it had been folded and unfolded so many times that the paper was wearing thin on the creases, opening it up its one of your drawings.
Still confused you look at him tilting your head to the side.
"Its the first drawing you gave to me with you regressed, i keep it in my wallet because it makes me so proud of you, so happy, it makes me feel so special and trusted"
You lurch forward hugging him, he reciprocates your hug and emphasizes it with scattered kisses on your cheeks nose and forehead.
"Ill let you in on a secret of mine, all the drawings on our walls are photo copies, it would hurt me too much to frame the original and something happen to it, i have a separate binder for all your big you drawings in a safe at work" now that is special, its magical its so very comforting, he thinks you, both big and little are an amazing artist beyond what you thought of yourself, because you are.
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Its the last day of October, i find the day of Halloween itself traumatizing from something that happend several several years ago do it affects my bpd quite strangely, hence no proper Halloween fic today although i thought this was cute to finally post as its been sitting in my drafts for about two weeks.
Hi again, could you do a tony x little!reader one where reader slips to a year old or newborn headspace and isn’t really verbal. So tony has to do the best he can to take care of her.
Thanks
So tiny, so small
Tony stark x little reader
1,230 words
Edited to the best of my ability
I loved this prompt even though im not too happy with how this turned out my friend said it seems perfectly fine, im just overthinking it.
Warnings: age regression, regression age is about 1 year olds mindset, little names like bumblebee, little star, baby, cg name daddy
Pronouns: she/they
No weight mentioned (all little can be picked up, especially by avengers😤 you can fight me on this (joking on the fighting thing))
No skin color or hair type mentioned
You are responsible for your own media consumption especially when theres warnings, dont like it? Dont read it
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You had been beyond busy, and with busy comes stress, with stress comes self rejection of important things that exist in your schedule put there to help you including coping mechanisms *cough* age regression *cough*, tony did similar to himself but has always been so in tune with you and your headspace, it came second nature to him.
All of that being said he knew for you going three weeks without letting yourself slip was not good, infact it meant one of two things, one being if you dropped it’d be because of painful emotions pulling you apart piece by piece, or two, you’re going to drop extra little and you’re gonna need extra help that day.
He didn't see any problem in either of those because its natural, whatever happens, happens he loves taking care of you when you’re regressed, so much so that it calms him down almost immediately when you bring him a stuffy, he finds you cuddling under your blankie, coloring or when you are absolutely enamored with a movie while soothing on a paci plus so many other things you do.
Out of worry for the day you drop he had everything prepared and set up in a preparation bucket, with that being said when he had gotten up for the day and checked on you before meeting Bruce in the lab you lay there deep asleep, undisturbed cooing and trilling in your sleep he knew what was to come.
You had woken up with a bit of cold to your side you were confused, trying your best you basically shriek out a coo, little did you know Friday had gone through with a protocol you had no idea existed.
"Sir, operation bumble-baybee is active" hearing that chime brought him out of his head "thank you Friday he responds with a giant smile upon his face, Bruce smiling as well, he knew exactly what everything meant, "ill stop by later to visit y’all and see the tiny, you have a good day"
"You too, ill see ya" tony walks out of the lab and heads up to your shared room.
He walks in to see you in a happy little trance of the pretty colors and pretty music, shapes spinning, shifting, changing growing all with music that is infections, leaking into the mind and soothing itself a home in your sweet little head.
"Well good morning little star you’re just having a blast now aren’t you?" He sets his stuff down coming over to your side of the bed where you managed to roll over and turn around, onto your tummy while staying wrapped up in your blankie, you coo and babble in response trying to scoot closer.
He reaches out to take your hands in his, kissing both, before noticing the small fading tracks on your cheeks from scratching, in response to finding them he kisses them as well to make sure they didn't bother you no more and his love was going to make everything perfect.
Helping you up and out of bed holding your hands he heads you to the bathroom so he can get you all dressed and ready for whatever adventure you embark on today even if its just inside the tower, taking the preparation bucket and getting what he currently needs he helps get you changed into a onesie and a pair of cozy fluffy pants to keep you warm and keep a bit of padding under your knees when crawling or sitting.
And than with everything else he adds socks and matching mits to keep you from scratching.
"We hungry bumblebee?" He quizzes, you go to respond but you get interrupted by your tummy talking for you, the growl rumbling telling him you are infact definitely hungry.
Knowing you wouldn't really want a lot of solid food but instead mostly milk or juice.
Picking you up he takes you to the front room putting toys on the floor for you and going into the small kitchen that looks directly into the front room.
He warms up a bottle of milk in a warm bowl of water letting it warm up for fifteen minutes, plenty of time to make a quick and small breakfast he can share with you if you want.
Just a few minutes he walks back into the room to find you squeal at the blocks toppling onto the floor.
"Hey bumblebee, look what daddy’s got" he shakes the bright green bottle a little catching your attention causing you to abandon your blocks and crawl to him with urgency in your little movements, seating yourself perched on your knees in front of him, wrapping your mitten clad hand around the bottle and suckling away with an urgency of hunger only a warm yummy bottle of your favorite type of milk could fix.
He pulls the bottle away for a moment making you breathe so you don’t upset your tummy or choke, "you wanna try a bite of my breakfast? " he asks before giving you the rest of your bottle.
Babbling in response and opening your mouth for food, he gives you a small bite of his breakfast watching you chew and swallow once again making sure you don’t choke at all. "You want another bite bumblebee?" A happy wiggle and opening your mouth for him to feed you another bite than reaching for your bottle taking it in both mitted hands going back to work on your bottle so focused you don’t even realize that there’s no more milk and that you’re just suckling on air.
Pouting when he pulls it away and put it to the side, "its all gone, there’s no more bumble" he chuckles, "aah" you hit your hands against his knee, "no there’s no more, c’mere baby were all done for now" he helps you up into his lap, patting your back, you curl into his chest feeling his chest rise and fall soothing you calm, this is exactly what you needed but its what he needed as well.
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Forty five min and plenty of cuddles later you start to get antsy, twisting and scooting, he lets you down, taking the plate and bottle to the kitchen, "in that time the penthouse front room was filled with babbling and squealing and the occasional gurgle that sounded like dada.
He comes back in to find you sitting near the elevator patting the doors, "oh sneaky girl, sweet baby what're you doing?" Pouting and patting the doors again babbling about what? He not sure.
"You wanna go somewhere?", "Aaah" you shout hitting the door one more time.
"Ooooh do we want to visit everyone?" Bouncing on your knees and giving grabby hands squealing telling him yes.
"Alright bumblebee, c’mere lets go see the others"
He picks you up, deciding on giving you a piggyback ride instead of how he normally does, with piggyback rides being your favorite because you can see everything he sees and point to things easier.
Once down on the communal floor finding some of the other littles in the tower he lets you down to play with then, watch shows and visit the others around.
Having the absolute time of your day crawling around trilling, cooing, babbling giggling and tons of little talk all that stress of three weeks is finally released and just letting your mind free
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I also want to thank @my-river-lilly for helping me as well as an unmentioned friend who doesn't have tumblr
I hope this fulfills your request im sorry if its not up to your request
I loved writing this, sorry it strays a small bit from your request i was following the vibe i got while writing
Stucky x little reader
1445words
No defining pronouns used
Warnings: ageregression, names like daddy, dada, little star, baby etc. Mention of paci,stuffys, and naps, eating, juice and sippy cups, little peter, little wanda, little loki etc.
Edited to the best of my ability
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everyone knew it was coming, the mission you had just gotten back from a few days ago definitely still leaving pressure on your mind.
It takes you some time to bounce back from the stressors of an undercover mission especially when its one that Bucky or Steve weren't able to accompany you on.
You had fully planned on taking the weekend to relax and let your mind recoup, both of them knew and fully supported that plan in fact they had everything prepared for if you went into little space.
Due to you being so busy and than wanting to relax you had forgotten about the barbecue, on the same day every year tony throws a small party of just the team and has a barbecue.
While Steve was taking a shower and you were sleeping in Bucky was getting your stuff together, pulling out an easy and comfortable outfit that would be fitting for being both big and little.
Once ready himself he packs a small bag of stuff that you might need if you do regress while around everyone, Steve helping wake you up for the day, running his hand along your back and humming out a good morning greeting he could tell you weren’t little per say but you also weren't completely big, you were definitely going to drop sometime today.
"Hey there love, good morning, are you ready to go to the barbecue picnic?" It clicked i. Your head and you grumbled out in mild frustration, not at the fact there’s plans but because you forgot about it.
Pushing the soft fluttery feeling away the best you could, "i can get ready now" you mumble getting out of bed after a deep hug from Steve.
Finding the clothes Bucky layed out for you, you feel relief that they'll Casual and comfy instead of formal and fancy, slipping them on Bucky walks back into the room to you brushing your teeth and Steve patiently waiting on the bed.
Bucky and Steve communicating trough silent glances helping buck understand your current headspace.
Once at the barbecue it wasn’t as much of a stressor as you assumed, you sat around talking and laughing with team mates, snacking, listening to music, the whole shebang. If you slipped up on words you’d just blame it on being extra tired today and they would understand it and mind no matter to it.
There were plenty of activities to do, both big and small everyone was happy to go around and just have fun.
All was going well for the first two hour, you’d inevitably been able to fight of your little space fairly easily. Watching a movie on the projector with Bucky next to you sharing a popcorn when a boom of thunder and a flash of white crashed down to where you and everyone else were hanging out.
No one payed any mind to it but you, when the sound rumbled through your lungs like bass you jumped in your seat, screaming, your eyes clamp shut.
The bright light fades and in its place you see a tall muscular man clad of battle armor, beautiful long golden locks cast around his face a laying calmly on his shoulders.
He goes around greeting everyone with hugs and starts approaching you and your boyfriends, you know him, you’ve never met him but you are aware he’s often present you’ve just never sat down to talk or get to know each other.
Looking at Steve with worry lacing your headspace he knows what’s happening and all he can do from his spot currently is nod for you to lean into Bucky and smile.
Steve’s kind smile a grounding place for your mind.
"Greetings Bucky greeting Steve!" Thor booms causing you to squeak covering your ears while burrowing into Bucky, in that moment everything hit all at once sending you plummeting into your headspace, its not that he’s scary because honestly he looks like he gives phenomenal hugs he’s just much louder than Steve and Bucky
"good afternoon thor its good to see you, could you talk a little quieter?" Steve responds as you cross from Bucky to Steve’s lap, slipping deep into your headspace, there was nothing wrong with Bucky’s lap its just because of how close thor was to where you had been.
"Of course, i can see your little mortal is scared of loud sounds"
"Yes, loud sounds and new people but its okay, were okay, aren’t we Hun?" He looks down to where your head is pressed into the crook of his neck, patting your back.
"I am sorry little star, i truly did not mean to frighten you" he soothes while sitting next to Bucky to give some space.
They continue talking as you stay right where you are, wrapped up in Steve’s arms, him soothingly rubbing your back giving you the occasional kiss to make you smile.
What you didn't realize was that him soothing you was to help you feel comfortable in little space.
Your attention getting caught by a tell-tale scene in your favorite movie making it obvious what’s on, your head pops up first and than you climb out of Steve’s lap going the sit in the little section with peter, wanda, and loki (yep loki is smol in this)
Plopping down your eyes wide open cast up at the screen, a smile on your face, your attention grabbed.
Bucky and Steve don’t have to worry about if you get up and wander, there’s several caregivers around happy to redirect you if you go exploring, they know you’re safe so they turn to each other when thor goes to greet another member.
Getting caught up in conversation they don’t notice when the movie ends and you wander over to the snacks area, opening the mini fridge filled with little safe drinks you find your favorite juice, taking it to the table and try to open it but surely enough the lid wont budge.
Looking around everyone seems to be occupied with something or talking to someone until your eyes land on thor, standing at the railing overlooking the city, gulping down your anxiety and taking it to him for help.
You tap him on the arm taking his attention, he looks down at you and grins, "hello little star, what can i do for you?" You hesitant, considering going back but you’re really thirsty so you hold out the juice, "chu open?" You question pleading with your glistening little eyes, a look no one could say no to.
"Do you have a sippy cup with you?" Making you think for a moment, nodding you run off to where your daddies are, tapping Bucky on the shoulder, "dada, an i hab sippy please?"
"Of course baby, do you need help?" He hands you the green sippy from your bag.
Shaking your head, "no, fank chu dada" you run off back to thor handing it to him, waiting patiently while he pours the juice into your sippy cup for you.
"Anything else little star?" You think for a moment before taking his hand dragging him over to the toys, "tower" you announce showing him the blocks. He joins you building your block tower.
People started gathering around the gill area to eat when the food was almost done but you and thor stayed playing with the toys. He would do silly things like 'accidentally' knock down your tower on purpose and than getting scared by the clatter, making you coo and giggle out.
Bucky and Steve can see you having fun so they don’t come over to bother you.
Eventually you get worn out feeling the need for an afternoon nap you put away the blocks, rubbing your sleepy eyes, thor notice you’ve slowed down, your movements are less exact and your eyes are becoming heavy.
He takes it as a cue to do the rest before opening his arms for you.
Without even thinking you lean into him letting him hold you, your head gently layed on his shoulder as he walks around with you in his arms, swaying you, you fall asleep without a fuss.
Walking over to Bucky and Steve in the lounge area they can feel their hearts melting, he sure is good at what he does, "your little star has fallen asleep" he sort of whispers.
"You must be special, they never fall asleep without their stuffy" Bucky smiles taking you out of thors arms so you and your daddies can go back to your floor.
You stir awake from the movements "can you say bye to uncle thor baby?" Steve asks
And so you do, waiving as you three walk off.
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The next one will be done in a few hours, i like posting at night
Hello! I saw that your requests were open, so I was wondering if you could maybe write a Bucky x little ftm reader where the reader has a squishy tummy and he just loves on them? I need some comfort, some mean people said some things today and I feel awful 😞
A bit of a squishy tum
Bucky x little ftm reader
1,327 words
I know it looks like alot of warning but i promise its not that bad im just extra cautious today
Warnings: age regression, bad self talk, names for caregiver and littles used, such and daddy, baby, prince etc. Items like sippys coloring books and cartoons, physical touch but in no way inappropriate whatsoever, mentions on undressing and dressing for a bath, no gender specific bodyparts mentioned but chest implied by reader using chestbinder. Rude and hateful comments from mean people at work.
Pronouns used: he him
Reader is transgender female to male
It took me forever to find this gif but its the one i wanted from the start
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Bucky got home a little late tonight, busy helping the new team member get settled in to the routine and training.
usually you refrained from slipping into smol space until he was home but it also wasn’t uncommon for him to walk through the door and find you cuddled up half asleep watching cartoons.
Around five when you got home he had gotten a notification from Jarvis that you’re in a little headspace, he knew he didn't have to worry, you had the rules and you refuse to break them.
All that being known he wasn’t surprised when walked in to find you, seated on the floor in front of the coffee table coloring in your new coloring book, music playing in the background, smiling to himself he slips off his shoes and comes over to where your sitting, situating himself on the couch behind you.
"Whatcha colorin bub?" He leans forward placing a gentle kiss to your temple, you lift up your book to show him the meticulously colored picture of a kitty from one of your morning shows. "Look at that buddy, can daddy put it on the fridge when you're done? "
You hum in response while nodding your head, he could feel his heart skip a beat, a smile making its home upon his face, you are everything to him, he truly loves you so very much.
Once done you carefully rip it out and run over to the fridge, sliding a little from your socks against the hard wood floors.
Coming back to him this time facing him you seat yourself where you previously were, staring up at him resting your cheek against his knee, sleepy eyes and a cozy smile hiding what’s truly playing in your mind, he couldn't see your apprehension.
He leans down taking your hands in his and helping you stand up, pulling you into his lap, you scoot off to the side and burying your self under his arm.
"What’s this all about?, you always sit in daddy’s lap during cuddle time" he questions while rubbing your side to help soothe you.
Soon enough your tummy rumbled and he took it as a memo that you’re hungry, but at this moment food was the last thing you wanted, well actually its the last thing 'they' wanted you to have, you were desperately hungry but their words are unbelievably loud and mean.
"Lets get you a snack, my baby boys tummy says he’s hungry" picking you up to carry you on his hip with him to the kitchen, you try to wriggle out of his hold, youre too big for that, only small boys get that, "hey, settle down baby, what's happening today?" You shake your head while your eyes gloss over.
"Do you wanna stay here on the couch while I grab you a snack? You nod letting your attention fall back to the tv show, a minute or two later he returns with a small snack and a sippy cup, passing them to you, at this time your coworkers words have been forgotten about, nibbling away at your favorite snack you offer him some as well but he politely declines your offer letting you have it.
By the time you’ve finished your snack you reach to grab at him when he stops you "whoa bugger you’ve got your hands and clothes all messy, how did that happen" he tickles your sides giving you a sweet kiss on the cheek, "goodness we gotta get you cleaned up or alpine is gonna do it for us, can you go get ready for a bath while I grab you comfy clothes and a towel?"
"Yes daddy I can do dat" you run off towards the bathroom, carefully shifting your way out of Bucky’s hoodie, leaving you in your chest binder, shorts and sockies.
You end up getting distracted by the container of bath bombs, made with safe ingredients for sensitive skin you take the container off the shelf and picking through to find a red and black one with purple swirls, setting it on the counter and continuing to get ready for your bath, Bucky walks in setting your pajamas on the counter and your towel on the lid of the toilet, "you’re such a good boy, you always listen, just let my run the water and we can get you in."
He feels the tap with his right hand making sure its the perfect so not to hurt your skin, putting the plug in he steps back "hands please, so you dont slip" taking your hands in his own he helps you keep from slipping and falling.
"Daddy! Baf bomb, please" drawing out the e sound to emphasize your desire as you point at it on the counter, he takes it handing it to you, letting you dunk it under the water, feeling how it fizzles up in your hands. Giggling and squealing with a big smile on your face "daddy feel it! It tickles"
Wrapping his hand around yours and laughing with you "it sure does, you silly boy".
He helps you wash and rinse your hair and scrub the sudsy soap on your arms, legs, having you close your eyes and hun your hands along the ridges of his metal arm to help distract you from any impending dysphoria or body dysmorphia as he washes your front.
Helping you out and drying you off. "D'ya want me to help you get dressed or do it by yourself?" He questions followed by a kiss on the nose.
"I do it myself" he nods stepping out of the room to go put on his pajamas, "alrighty bubbas if you need help just call for me"
Taking the undergarments and putting them on followed by some fuzzy pajama pants, so far so good, by the time you turn around to put your top on your coworkers hateful remarks ring in your head again, your body not looking 'normal' to her standards, her colleagues snickering and giving you 'such helpful tips' to dig her words deeper, had Bucky known what they had said to you he would have mad sure you knew they were wrong.
But what if they weren't wrong, what if- sucking in your tummy and turning to the side, running your hands down your torso feeling the way it gives to the added pressures your eyes start to well with tears.
Apparently you hadn’t heard Bucky calling to you, worrying he had opened it to see you internally falling apart over the way you look, he steps behind you drawing your eyes to him instead of what you see as imperfections.
"D-daddy m f-fat, I’m icky", it hurts him so deeply to hear you talk bad about yourself, but it's a taught way of thinking, its not within you to talk so low of yourself.
Getting down on his knees he holds your hands in his own placing them onto your tummy, "this my prince is not fat or icky, this is squishy, alive and perfect, it is beautiful an it is you" he kisses your tummy dozens of times over causing the whimpers to turn to soft giggles, he hugs you around your waist with a last kiss to your tum.
Standing up he takes his shirt off of his own back helping you put it on instead, once again taking your hands in his this time placing them on his own tummy, "daddy is squishy and soft and most certainly alive just like you, there is nothing wrong with us being soft, curvy or having full happy tummy’s, we are only human" you smile leaning into his chest, you can hear his heart at he circles you with his arms, picking you up taking you to the room, he lays down with you on top of him, your head on his shoulder giving you another kiss on the forehead to lull you to sleep.
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Thank you annon for requesting from me, im very appreciative of you, im sorry it took me couple of days but to anyone who feels like they aren't good enough because of their weight i promise that you are perfect just the way you are, i felt this one close to my heart because i genuinely understand where this is coming from.
Loki is and his little one are playing hide and seek and he thinks it’s so easy to find her and always played along like he can’t find her (but he sees her usually somewhere)
So this time it’s the same, he spottet her home slippers (not sure what you call your indoor shoes) underneath the curtains… so he plays along but when he is like „ I got you!“ and looked behind the curtains she isn’t there! So she really tricked the god of mischief 😂😍
Little trickster
Loki x little reader
843 words
Warnings: age regression, names like bubs, baby, tiny, pumpkin etc. Activities like playing with toys, watching movie, climbing, hiding in dark space. Items like stuffies and paci
No weight, skin color, or gender mentioned.
Age regression is a copuling mechanism if you dont like it dont read it or educate yourself on the topic
Any hate will be deleted
Youd been very antsy and rowdy today, moving and going all over the place, loki would find it hard to keep your attention on one thing when it came to days like this, it felt as though you needed a more one on one interactive day between yourself and him.
He knew your little mind was just all over the place and while it wasn’t easy, he was happy to get through the day with you.
You were settled in the living room, a movie on the television and your shape sorter, placing the green cube in the square hole you look up at him as he takes your hands into his own and shakes them in the air, cheering, “good job munchkin! How bout this one? Can you tell daddy the color and shape of this one?” Holding out the new shape you look at it for a moment, than to him, the tv and back to him.
“Mmm, no, I don’t wanna do this no more, it cane out more as a whine than a statement.
You felt scattered. Your mind and thoughts everywhere, that is until you got the fantastic idea to play hide and seek, it didn’t take too much effort to hide so of course itd be perfect.
Taking his hands pulling with all your might, he starts to give in bringing a smile to your face until he went limp and flopped down bringing you down into his arms, tickling your sides.
Writhing and consumed by giggles he rolled over scattering silly kisses across your face.
Finally stopping his tickle attack he helps you sit up.
“Now what is it you wanted to do?”
He helps you up and places his hands on his hips waiting.
No one ever saw him like this, only you, hes caring and encouraging just for you.
“ can we hide an seek!” You request cheerfully.
Crossing his arms pretending to to think he taps his foot a couple times, “I don’t see why not, do you want me to be the counter first?”
Nodding, you run off as soon as he closes his eyes, counting he can hear you running about the floor, your giggles and a door shutting.
“Ready or not hear I come!”
During hide and seek he always tried to make it look like he had no idea where you where but truth is you hid in the same three spots, hed search the rooms vaguely, looking for your slippers in his peripheral vision, after finding them he would slowly center in while looking around closer and closer to your spot.
Your favorite spot was behind the curtains because they would flow so effortlessly around you, he quickly pulled the curtain to the side jumping forward, the excitement quickly rushing from him in a cold shock.
While yes he looked in your normal spits he also checked others aswell.
He picked up his pace checking both high and low, he couldn’t find you anywhere.
Staying as quiet as you could you peered down from the false ceiling loft, you’ve lived here longer than he has and he had never found the lofted space, it honestly looked like a drop ceiling so he had suspected nothing, the best part about this spot is you could basically watch him when he walked, well more rushed down the hall im search of you, biting your stuffy to stifle your giggles, you had plenty of entertainment to keep you occupied.
“Friday, where’s (y/n)?” He sounded urgent, terrified you were somehow in danger.
“Tiny is on your communal floor with you” Friday returns.
He head back over to the kitchen area to check cupboards again, while peeking over the small lip over the hall way your paci clamped tightly in your hand, you go to sit back quickly to stifle more giggles, while doing so your paci caught the edge and tugged itself out of your grasp.
The clatter of your paci falling and hitting the hard wood floor caught his attention, zeroing in what area you must be in.
Leaning as far back into the darkness of the loft space as possible you clamp both hands over your mouth, silently writhing in humorous desperation to laugh.
“Its not nice to throw stuff pumpkin, can you come out for me please? You’ve won baby please come out”
You for the last time lean over the opening, you can see him peering into your playroom scanning it for your presence.
“Boo” you whisper loud enough for him to hear, his head shoots up to look at you peeking down from what he thought was just an uncovered vent over a bookshelf in the hall.
“What in the world are you doing up there bubs?”
“Was hiding, was best spot” you cheer while carefully climbing down, he pulls you into his arms and squeezes you tight, scatting kisses to the side of your head, “I thought I lost you and you were hurt you sneaky rascal, don’t scare me like that again you silly goose”
Im sorry its shorter than usual, i have tried to post this three times but my internet has been dodgy and my phone freezes and i just realized a bit ago that it never posted once again, i just thought i wasnt getting notifications again, nope, stupid phone doing stupid things.
Hi Idk if you take requests or not but I was wondering if you do a daddy strange with the reader having he/him where he is cooking in the kitchen and the reader comes in and accidentally injures himself like burning his finger or something and Stephen at first is slightly upset with him for messing around but then tries to comfort him and maybe ends with them cuddling together as Stephen tries to get rid of the pain and Stephen uses names like little prince
Let daddy fix it
1,233 words
Doctor strange x little male reader
Warnings: age regression, Mention of sippy, stuffie, naps, Names like daddy, baby, little prince, baby boy etc. Burning hand on hot kitchen appliance
He/him pronouns
No skin tone, hair type, ethnic background, weight or height mentioned
Age regression is a therapist reccomended coping mechanism so if youre uncomfortable with it than dont read it.
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Edited to the best of my ability.
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Youd spent the week in and out of your little headspace, it wouldn’t set in completely, nothing worked, you had tried so much already, from bubble baths with bath crayons to movies with your stuffies, nothing worked, youd been waiting so patiently for your boyfriend to return from his mission.
Not being fully your big age nor your little age and constantly shifting made you feel uneasy but the best idea was to try and get some rest, settle the storm in mental difference by focusing on neither instead.
Turning on your comfort show you don’t even have to actually watch it anymore just the sound of it brings you comfort at this point, and thankfully so because within a few minutes of your head hitting the pillow you were out.
Due to your headspace not setting in you’d been lacking sufficient sleep so the idea of him being home soon brought a very excited wave of sleep over you, needing the rest so you can spend lots of time with him, he’s hours away from being back and coming over to your apartment, he practically lived here now.
Having been so tired you didn’t realize you’d slept through his messages, your alarm and the smell of breakfast.
The smell of breakfast? You put two and two together, the smell of breakfast means he’s home!
Hopping up out of bed a grin from ear to ear spread wide across your face, a childlike glow in you eyes, wandering slowly through the hall to the living room, peering in to the kitchen to see your boyfriend, your caregiver dressed comfortably, something no one else has ever seen but something so simple you’ve grown used to.
Excitement overflowing, you finally give in to the urge to get closer, it feels as though you’re dreaming and once you finally get close enough to touch him you’ll wake up and it’ll be back to day one of his mission.
Just a step away your mind feeling smaller and the clock ticks he’s more than aware that you’ve been in the room but wanted you to initiate the contact knowing it’s a big thing to process, constantly worried your mind is deceiving you. Your mind is paralyzing, stuck and he knows.
“G,mornin love, I promise im actually here” he soothes turning to you, letting you fall comfortably into his hold, the tremble in his hands telling you that its all real, melting against him, arms wrapped tight around his waist.
“You’re just in time, all the food has to do now is cool down for a few and the biscuits in the oven have to finish up, you have my undivided attention” rubbing your back he leads you to the island, helping you up onto the counter
“Missed you, so much, don’t like when you’re gone”
“I know my little prince, I don’t like having to leave either, I miss my bubs when I’m not with him”
Tickling your sides, a shrill giggle erupting from you, legs kicking a trying to wiggle away
“There’s that smile again my happy boy, you stay put for just a moment”
Nodding you watch as he turns around, switching off the stove and oven, pulling the biscuits from the oven and grabbing a couple plates.
He than heads off to the fridge grabbing fresh fruit and drinks.
Right on time your tummy growled announcing to the room that you were indeed ready for breakfast, that’s your cue to hop down, now listening to your thoughts already forgetting what he said, but not to worry, you’re not completely little right now, you grab one plate setting it near the stove, filling it with a fare share of your favorite breakfast, taking the other and carefully dishing out the same moving on the biscuits trying to pick one up, it takes a moment and a good tug, the bottom of them is stuck to the pan, you finally get the first one off, going for a second one you gotta pull as well and by instinct you pant your other hand down on the baking sheet to stabilize it.
A sharp burning hot sensation seers through your skin, pulling you hand away quickly, your eyes welling with tears you bite down on your tongue, doing your best not to cry, but your daddy saw it happen, he heard the clatter of the pan and saw your eyes glisten with tears.
He quickly sets everything down rushing over to you, “oh my prince that was hot, I’m so sorry baby, here let daddy see” he reaches out and just as quickly you turn away cradling your hand, “no don touch, is hurtin” you whimper.
“I know baby but we gotta make sure its not gonna need medicine, daddy is a doctor and he’s burnt himself many times, I can make it feel better, just gotta let daddy take care of you”
Thinking for a moment you reluctantly turn to him letting him look at it, taking your hand in his he takes a good look and makes a conclusion.
“just gotta clean it up, put some burn cream and wrap it up, it’ll be good as new in no time” he leads you to the sink running the water as soft as he can, scared the cold water will hurt even more you flinch when you feel it bit realize its warm water, after a moment he turns the temperature down a little cooling the burn slowly but surely, by the time you get to cold water your hand has finally started to feel more normal.
He than leads you to the bathroom finding the Neosporin.
Leading you to sit down on the lid of the toilet, he takes your hand gently into his own, opening the Neosporin and putting a decent glob onto the tip of his finger, his trembly hand goes to carefully lather up your owie but as soon as he touches your hand you pull back a little.
“I know baby boy but its important for it to heal and feel better, can you take a biiiig deep breath for daddy? “ nodding you take a big breath and he quickly smooth’s the ointment onto your hand, taking a piece of gauze, setting upon the owie and wrapping it up.
“Good job baby! Perfect job for daddy, such a brave boy, how bout we watch cartoons while eating breakfast as a treat hm?” You take off back to the kitchen, grabbing your sippy of juice and plopping yourself down on the couch, his cloak comes moseying into the room bringing your favorite stuffie, followed by your cg with breakfast.
All you wanted to do was relax into your headspace today so after breakfast you spent plenty of time building cities, knocking them down, and building more, at one point you even built the stark tower with help from your daddy, which he took a picture of you still in your cozy jammies and big hoodie putting the last piece of the tower on top.
You watched movies, cuddled and he even took a nap with you instead of putting you down for a nap and doing house work, you head resting ontop of his chest, the rhythmic rise and fall and the thrum of his heart putting you to sleep.
And just like stated your burn healed up in no time.
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Long time no post, i have an entire list of reasons but if you scroll through youll realize i was skippin down the sidewalk with death gambling my cards in many ways (many ways not stated aswell) ... welp im good now, apart from the inhaler overdose on accident... enjoy lmao much love <333
Hi again, I don’t know if you would write a Steven grant as a caregiver. If so could you do it where he takes little reader to the aquarium
Please and thanks
Fishy funday
Steven grant x little reader
Aquarium trip
Pronouns: none used gender neutral, all inclusive
No race mentioned, all inclusive (if you believe otherwise please let me know and i will work to make changes in future fics)
Warnings: age regression, names like daddy, dada, dove, little star, bub etc. items like onesie, paci stuffys.medicine, mentions of fronting in relation to disasociative disorders, if im forgetting something let me know!
Word count: 1,028
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Your infatuation wasn’t just of Gus it was just encouraged by the little games you would play with him, putting your finger on the tank followed by Gus swimming to it and bumping the glass, something so simple but so fun, calm and soothing especially when its an extra stressful day.
Steven noticed, and in moments where he wasn’t front mark would take a picture for your daddy to look at later when he would be front again.
Layla was understanding to the situation between mark and Steven so when they were out at work or just busy she would sit with you in front of the fish tank playing follow with Gus.
Eventually you had gotten a fishy pal and a few snails for the tank so gus wouldn't get lonely when he had no one to play with, but of course there you were on stressful days and sleepless night little or big watching your little aquatic friends.
Steven even noticed when you’d go to the library and comeback with books about marine life and the oceans, it brought a smile to his face to see you so enthralled over something.
Today he had the day off, he’s been planning the events for today for a couple weeks now, kind of hoping you’d be little for the experience so it’ll be more memorable to healing your inner child.
In your room he seats himself next to you on your bed, making sure to turn off your alarm before it woke you so he could wake you himself, rubbing his hand along between your shoulder blades as you lay on your tummy, stirring awake and maneuvering yourself to hug him, "good morning my little star, i hope you slept well because we have a fun day planned" that really peaked your interest as your half lidded eyes shot open in excitement, a day with daddy just you and him.
"What we gon' do?" You babbled behind your paci while Bouncing on your knees in excitement.
"Well i cant tell you or itll ruin the suprise but gus knows where im takin you, maybe you can ask him when we feed the fishies after we get ready"
Nodding in response you jump out of bed to get ready.
Slipping on a pair of dungarees/ overalls over a onesie covered in suns and moons, a pair of sandals and going through the rest of your morning routine.
Eating a quick breakfast, feeding the fish and you’re both ready to go.
"Daddy where we goin?" You question as he pulls into a parking lot, I cant tell you just yet bud, but once you see the entrance you’ll know right as you see it" excitedly rushing to get out, jumping up and down, you know you’re not allowed to run off without him holding your hand.
"Alright baby lets go" taking your hand, he leads you over pulling the tickets out of his pocket, "daddy, daddy its the fishie place" tugging him to the line you quickly get through the check in and bag check and off you go, pulling him in all directions.
A little overwhelmed of all the decisions you stop in the middle of the main area, looking around trying to figure out where to start you look up to your daddy with a pout, "where we go fiwst dada?".
"Oh bub, you get too excited? Lets look at the map, it’ll show up the full round and best route" he chuckles.
Looking at the map posted he ponders for a moment trying to determine what way you should go, " do you wanna see big fishies or small fishies first? Maybe we should work our way up hm?"
"Dat sounds pewfect daddy, so perfect, what ways the smol fishies?
Leading you to the left trail to the first building with your average everyday pet fish, crabs, muscles gooey ducks and many more. entering the first room you run over to the first tank, your hands pushed against the glass, you go off pointing at each fish, telling everything you know about them, it was absolutely adorable to him, a smile amongst his face nodding along to your rambling.
"Hey peanut, look over there, there’s a big touch pool, do ya wanna feel the fishys?"
"Yes-yes pease daddy, i gon be careful i pomise" dragging him to the touch pool, and putting your hand into the cold water, "dada dis ones a sea nenomy, wike nemos home" reaching over to more creatures, petting a starfish "even tho dey can grow back their legs but the new one aways gonna be a tiny bit shorter, ooh and dis is an urchin, he’s not a long-spined urchin so is safe to touch"
Touching the stingrays and sea cucumbers and others you finally continue on.
Going to the bigger fish tanks you find small sharks in rehabilitation, info about dolphins and whales, a place that overlooks the beach just outside the aquarium zoo shows seals on the rocks.
Next was the otters where people are able to bring rocks for them to put in their underarm pockets, Steven gives you a rock from the backpack where you hand it directly to an otter pup.
The next exhibit was by far the coolest, with rehabilitated manta rays squid, octopuses, squid, jellyfish, sea turtles and a few more of your favorites.
By the time you got to the end of the exhibits you were absolutely tuckered out, getting a stuffy octopus and off you went, headed to the car, if it wasn’t for how exhausted you ended up being by the end, you would have tried to refuse leaving.
Every step less sturdy than the other "oh my baby, did you have a good time?" He picks you up carrying you the rest of the way, "mhm, had most -mount of fun, best day wif daddy" you mumble, eyes falling shut, trying to fight it off, he sets you in the passenger seat buckling you up and getting in himself.
Taking your hand in his while your other clutches your stuffy, "go to sleep dove, daddy’s here, we’ve had a big day"
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Okay so maybe while editing i ended up rewriting the second half of this but its here now and better than it was gonna be.
I reallly wanna share my fluffy finds today on my walk because i thought for sure it was gonna be a terrible day because of my allergies and such buuuut... look at all the critters i saw.
There was also an American bulldog in this yard but I couldn't take a picture of him
There were 2 chickens in this yard but I could only take a picture of one... Then I saw a Jack Russell terrier A border collie and a corgi
Warnings: ageregression, names like daddy, firefly, baby etc. Mention of paci,stuffys, and naps candy, eating, Halloween, little peter, little wanda etc.
Edited to the best of my ability
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Having watched peter prance around in his fall themed outfits was always a joy, like a golden glow to brighten the teams day, you spent a lot of time at the tower while Bucky worked out, did training, prepped for missions or just hung out with Steve, tony had hired you part time to keep the communal floor up to standard, it was never really a mess just small this's and that’s, that kept you occupied, letting you help out in the lab and workshop, really whatever you pleased, the team knew you regressed, they enjoyed having you around but you happened to be much quieter and cuddly compared to peter.
Gone for quick mail runs and grocery shopping, peter had decided to tag along to help.
"Hey (y/n) do you have any plans on what you and Bucky are doing for Halloween?"
Taking the necessary item off the shelf you look back at peter, "no, I don't think were doing anything, I haven't celebrated Halloween since I was young"
Nodding in understanding he kept himself from saying anything feeling it wasn’t his place to speak up.
Grocery shopping went quick and soon enough you and the spiderling got back to
The tower with enough time for you to put everything away before it was time for you and Bucky to go home.
Slipping on your headphones and falling into the zone of your favorite playlist getting everything put away with a deadpan cast upon your face, your mind replaying childhood scenarios while on autopilot.
So lost in your zone you don't notice Bucky and Wanda discussing something while seated at the table.
Finishing up you put away all the bags and turn to go find Bucky to head home, feeling as though you’re slipping you chirp in surprise when you notice he’s patiently waiting with your comfort item and your bag.
"You ready firefly? "
Nodding, a small smile making its way to your face.
"D'ya want me to carry you baby?"
Thinking for a moment you nod in agreement wrapping your arms around his shoulders making it easier for him to pick you up.
Letting yourself finally slip, burying your face into the crook of his neck and taking a deep breath.
Once buckled into the car and on your way he takes your hand kissing your knuckles, "can you tell daddy what’s wrong?"
"Nuh, don wanna"
"Aaand why might that be, hm?" He emphasizes
"M jus finkin, nuffin important" you mumble in return while looking out your window.
Watching all the decorations and advertisements go by in flickers, its all you want, not just the candy but to celebrate your favorite holiday with Bucky and show him all the fun stuff to do.
Your eyes start to water but you fight it off even harder, wiping the stray tears away as discreetly as possible, but sure enough he noticed and definitely knew right now wasn't the time for questions, so instead he just takes your hand in his and runs his thumb over your knuckles.
Getting home you both go inside and he pulls you into a hug, "whatever is bothering you, please know both big and small I will do my very best to help" nodding in response you consider telling him but like your parents would say "even for small its not big enough to matter" remembering the first year they stopped you from going when all people your age were still going and even littles who were older than you were going. Your lip starts to tremble and in response you bite it to stop
From crying, "its just a silly holiday, they come and they go and just leave it for the real kids" once again the words from your childhood play lead in your mind, belittling you when you were growing up and also you now, bursting into tears all the words of your childhood hitting something deep from when they neglected you.
Bucky picks you up taking both of you to the couch, you seated on his lap facing him, "what’s happening little firefly, whatever it is we can work through it, I’m daddy I’m here to help, its my job" he soothes your cries to small hiccups and kisses your forehead.
"Whas diffent tween mes an all da other ittles that means i cant hab hallween"
"Oooh baby you can have Halloween, you can, did something happen today?"
Shaking your head you lean into his chest finding warmth and comfort in his arms, "not today, long time ago, pawents says i cant go after i was ten but is my favwoite time an i miss it"
"Well you’d be very surprised what me and the other caregivers of the team talked about today and I think you're going to like it"
That definitely peaked your interest, looking up at him gleaming, you smile and cuddle back into his chest finally without the words of your family ringing in your head you feel at ease.
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Three days pass since your little breakdown and you’re finally to the weekend, waking up you find that Bucky isn’t in bed or even in the room, getting up wrapping your blanket around your shoulders you treck through the hall to the living room where Bucky was packing snacks and drinks into a backpack.
"Daddy what you doin?" You humm out rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, "good morning dove im gettin us ready for our day, do you wanna take your stuffy with us?"
Nodding you pick it up from where you left it last night and hand it to him to put into the bag.
After eating breakfast, getting dressed and ready and out the door you embark on a 45 minute drive filled with lots of music and a couple of car games before you pull into a gravel parking lot, Bucky getting out helping you out, taking the bag and than holding your hand leading you to an admission entrance where you can finally see you’re at a pumpkin patch filled with big to small pumpkins and gourds galore.
Your eyes lighting up, being very patient so you don't upset him and make you go home early. After getting the ticket bracelets he leads you over to the wagons, "we get a wagon so we can roll the pumpkins we choose around easier" he instructs while pulling the only teal one from the collection.
Letting you lead him over to all the pumpkins stomping in the mud and having a blast, watching you be happy makes him happy.
he stops walking when he finds a good alpine sized pumpkin and puts it in the wagon, a few more rows and he stops to pick up a medium sized oblong-ish gourd "what bout this one baby?"
You look back and grimace, that’s definitely not what you expected, "mm i dun fink so"
He sets it back down while you take off running, "daddy what bout dis one‽" you point at the nicely sized round pumpkin, he comes over inspecting it, "hmmm I think this is a very good one, you’ve got a good eye for this" you go to pick it up when he stops you, "be careful firefly, don't pick it up by the stem, pick it up around the bottom" nodding you heave the pumpkin up into the wagon almost dropping it.
After Bucky found his pumpkin he let you help him pull the wagon to the weigh and pay station, paying the kind lady and taking them to the car putting them in the trunk you go to get in your seat when he mentions that you’re not done yet.
Putting away the wagon and leading you back to the far corner of the lot he takes your hand and stops, "you cannot runoff from me, you have to stay by me so daddy doesn't get lost without you okay?"
"Otay daddy, i stay" you agree letting him lead you to the entrance of a corn maze.
Letting you make decisions on the direction to go, getting deeper and deeper into the field hearing music just around the corner, getting to it. finding a big tall lookout that helps you figure out where everything is and has a slide for littles to have a bit of careless fun.
He goes to the bottom waiting at the bottom of the slide for you, picking you up and spinning making you giggle and coo, his heart feeling the most full and warm it felt in a while, he loves you so much he just cant explain.
Continuing on through the maze, pretending you’re investigators, after another ten or so minutes you find yourself at the exit, celebratory music play as you exit and walk over to scan your tickets for getting through, the kind gentleman at the counter listening to you go on about how tricky it was but how smart you and Bucky were, he hands you a brown puppy beanie baby with green eyes, saying thank you and your goodbyes and heading back to the car, Bucky pulling out a snack for you and getting on to driving home.
Falling asleep halfway home he smiles to himself, holding your hand in his, much smaller in comparison, it warms his heart.
Pulling into the driveway of your small home, he gets you out first putting you and both stuffies in you arms than going back outside to get the pumpkins out of the car placing one on each of the three steps.
Getting the kitchen ready for lunch and pumpkin carving for after your nap.
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"Alright baby you draw the face or design you want and daddy will help you cut it out okay?"
Nodding in agreement he starts carving his while you take one of the markers and draw on a face you like, making sure its absolutely perfect before pushing it over to him for when he’s done with his.
When he gets to yours he helps you into his lap, handing you the carving tool and keeping your hand steady by holding his around yours, following every line.
Putting battery candles in them and putting them back on the front porch.
Turning on movies, the rest of the day carried on how they normally did, plenty of cuddles, an easy dinner, bath time than bed time.
Sunday morning starts like any other, cuddles and eating breakfast, getting dressed up in a pair of green dungarees, a yellow long sleeve shirt and dinosaur socks, seated on the floor playing with your toys and watching cartoons, the attention is called to the front door when a knock rattled through followed by uncle Stevie letting himself in.
" hey little one, hi buck, what's up?"
Bucky walks in patting Steve on the shoulder as a greeting "nothin much honestly, just hanging out today"
"Well i heard you are having yourselves a Halloween this year and wanted to see if you wanted to go to spirit Halloween with me, I’ve got to get stuff for the tower"
"Sure why not"
You look up a chill running through your veins, you forgot to do a job on Friday? "Shopin for da towers my job" you chime
Steve sits down on the couch to be somewhat closer to your level while you’re seated on the floor "maybe its your job during the week yes, but definitely not after hours or on the weekends, I volunteered to do it, your job right now is being yourself and being happy"
Nodding in understanding you hadn’t realized Bucky left the room until he walked back in with your shoes, helping you tie them and grabbing a sweater and off you all went, a quick walk to the pop up Halloween shop, "do you have a plan on what you’re gonna dress up as for Halloween?" Steve lightly tugs on your hand to emphasize his question.
"Mmm, i din fink i was gettin a costume, jus havin fun activitys"
"Well, we'll have to talk to your daddy bout that one but ill be sure to make that costume happens if he doesn't". He definitely wasn’t going to talk to Bucky
Looking around at all the decorations you find your attention caught on the interactive jump scare decorations, you sort of understood their function but didn't know what they would do exactly, looking up at Bucky he nodded, letting you go forward to experience the small fright.
Bucky standing behind you pointing out the step pad, you step on it and just a second later the character jolts forward with a shriek, its eyes flashing red, making you jolt back into his chest, an excited shrill giggle rolling through you, "lets go look around, there’s plenty more to see"
He leads you over to the general decorations, "which color of webs should we put up?"
You turn to Steve whose just behind you, "wha color we get uncle steeb"
"That is a wonderful question, hmm lemme look"
Walking up and down the aisle he notices your glance at the ones with confetti sprinkled in, picking up purple webs with orange glittery pumpkin confetti, "these ones are perfect " handing them to you, jumping up and down you show Bucky before putting them in the basket, your daddy walking to the next aisle to look at face paints and home activities, Steve takes your hand and sneaks you towards the costumes.
Picking out the one you wanted wasn't very difficult, a majority of the ones for people your height that are left are inappropriate but you had found a pajama onesie type outfit of a blue green gradient dragon, finding it in your size Steve takes you back to Bucky and goes by himself over to checkout to sneakily buy it for you with all the other stuff he had to get, knowing well that Bucky was going to completely forget.
"Hey bubs come pick out a bucket" he points to the selection but across the store on the back wall you spot the stuffys, and along with the supply of squishmallows there sits a candycorn squishmallow candy bucket, "what bout that one?" Pointing, he look to where you’re pointing and seeing it, no wonder your eyes lit up.
"Absolutely perfect"
Grabbing the bucket and a few other things just as Steve had expected Bucky completely forgot about costumes.
Back at the house you Bucky and Steve end up decorating while listening to music, dancing around and snacking on fruits galore.
Quickly followed by you getting tired.
Steve picking you up to take you to your little room laying you in the comfy corner all cuddled up with your blankies and stuffies, Bucky comes in a minute later with a weighted bat stuffy with a bowtie, I saw this at the store, thought you might need him, uncle Stevie is gonna go home now, can you say thank you to him?"
He hands you the stuffy .
"Fanks you unca steebie, love youu" you mumble out as you start to doze off
"Of course dove, sleep well" he says under his breath.
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Everyone was running around the tower, not in a rush it was just a Casual busy day, decorations had been put up and assortments of candy in bowls around there wasn’t much for you to actually do other than make sure things were perfect and up to Tony’s standards, which was quite easy when he was watching over not just your shoulder but everyone else’s as things were coming together.
Nightmare before Christmas playing quietly on the tv in the common room, the movie having made your headspace start to set in, it coming to the credits when Bucky walks in with another decoration tony had decided he wanted up, "hey firefly do you wanna put sticky decals on the windows?" He shows the colorful gelatin like window decals of some of your favorite cartoon characters in Halloween costumes, you jumped nodding your head, "yes please i gonna do it".
It only took you about twenty minutes of walking around the common floor for every window or even slightly reflective surface to have dozens of cartoon characters on them.
Steve adventuring the tower to find you, your decorations like a trail to where you stand putting the last decal up, in his arms is your costume, "my goodness look at this! You’ve done amazing" you go to hug him when he picks you up pinning you in the hug and walking to a less open room, "what you doin?", "costume time, your daddy has no idea but we’ve gotta be quick so we can suprise him and everyone else"
Helping you change into your dragon onesie and quickly painting a few blue and green scales on your face to make it cohesive.
Leading you into the lounge where everyone had gathered he points out where Bucky was sitting on the far side of the room.
You sneakily run up behind him and roaring like a dragon at him, whether you actually scared him or he’s just being preformative he jumped back with a startled shout.
"Goodness you got me, look at you, you’re a dragon, so scary" he cheers.
He pulls you into his lap holding you around your waist peppering your cheeks with kisses making you giggle out, tony places lunch in front of you.
Once you finished and had washed your hands peter had suggested that you two play with his toys while you waited for trick or treating time.
Playing peter had started babbling all about what he was most excited for and what he remembered from past Halloweens, it made you feel a bit sad, you cant remember anything but the one traumatizing thing that happened on the year you were forced to stop and you really don’t want to bring that up, you’re not sure what’s going to happen but you look forward to it but this entire scenario from day one was definitely an experience you’ll never forget.
The hesitation over the memory doesn't go unnoticed by peter who pulls you into a hug that ends up becoming sleepy littlespace cuddles, while the movie on the tv played through, little buddies always made slipping so much easier.
Time passed achingly slow but once everyone was ready and dressed up, Bucky found you and peter sleepily cuddled into each other and the stuffies around, the tail of your costume onesie being held tightly in your hands, he almost didn’t want to wake you but this is the moment you’ve been waiting for, crouching down he rubs your back slowly easing you to wake up, "its time to go trick or treating, everyone is set up and ready" shaking peter awake you let him know its time.
Bucky hands you your squishmallow bucket and takes your other hand opening his other hand for the spiderling to join.
You in your dragon costume and peter in his plague doctor costume enter the main room to even more decorations than before, the lights off and in their place lighting the room are deep red LED's, a smoke machine making the entrance more spooky Halloween songs playing over the speakers.
The room was bustling with everyone, littles and kids both running around, adults at their stations and cg's and parents walking their children and littles from station to station, gathering prizes from games and candy from other booths.
The team being generous with candy for both you and peter when you would show up, they would play up surprise at your costumes and remind you to be careful even though there wasn’t any form of potential threat anywhere.
Your bucket filled quickly and got heavy the longer the night went on, it wasn’t just the main team, it was anyone in the tower who wanted to participate in another one of Tony’s parties.
Talking with other littles and such you saw so many neat costumes when out of the corner of your eye a glint of blue flashed, it was uncle Stevie, dressed in his captain America suit, shield and all.
Bucky catching on and letting you and peter run to him, taking both of you into a hug, "look at the two of you!, goodness you look like you’re having the night of your lives" you nod, i have special prizes for the two of you but you’ve got to wait til after the party so not to make others feel left out.
Nodding you stick around to tell him about the extravagance of everything so far until other people came walking up, excusing yourselves going back to Bucky.
The party carried on without hitch, when it came to an end you, peter, and Wanda sat around in the tv room, your candy dumped out in piles and your prizes from activities in separate piles next to your candy, counting, sorting and trading them Steve came in finally out of his suit, "you three have been so patient, happy Halloween" he says hanging you, peter and Wanda matching black kitty stuffies with different color collars. the rest of the main team finally settled around on the couches turning on a final movie to end the night calmly.
You barely made it through the movie but fought sleep so you could get to say good night to everyone.
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Finally home you’d slipped even deeper into littlespace, tomorrow was definitely going to be a relaxed day, your daddy helped you out of your costume and into pajamas that are more comfortable for sleeping in, and washing your face with a baby wipe to get the face paint and candy smudges off of your mouth, you're falling asleep as he’s laying you down in bed.
Giving you your paci you take it with ease, he gets in cuddling up with you, your head on his chest, and a massive smile on his face, "goodnight firefly, happy Halloween, I love you so much".
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This, is not what the other fics are going to be like, i just have been working on this for about a week all together, this is a bit self indulgent but meh i hope you like it
