#Steve roger

[sarahowritesostucky]

Fanvid Friday

Found a new great Stucky fanvid for this week 💖

Happy Friday, y'all, and as always:

[astro-tag-9]

Can I please request a character based on my big 6?

Cancer sun 3rd house

Capricorn moon 9th house

Gemini rising

Leo mercury 4th house

Leo venus 4th house

Aries mars 11th

Steve Roger aka Captain America

[romanestuffsposts]

can we get some little reader on their period please. I’m in mine & need some more comfort from daddies Stucky

Hi there love! 💜

So am I! I hope you’ll feel better soon ❤️

Enjoy <33

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Warnings : mention of periods blood and cramps, upset little reader, caring daddies, comfort, pet names, cuddles, snuggles, kisses, fluff

Pairings : daddies!stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : bad periods ? Cramps ? You’re uncomfortable ? Don’t worry, your Daddies are here

A/N : i'm so sorry for beingabsent for so long, I hope you're all doing well babes ❤️

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Walking down the stairs is hard when your tummy hurt like that. Every steps your feet take send a high pain in your poor little tummy. You wanted to stay in bed but it's morning and you were scared that your Daddies would be mad at you for staying upstairs instead of being with them so you took all your strenght and left your bed.

You kinda regret that you did that now because of how the pain changed from when your were laying, it would surprise you that the pain can be that different just because of a position if you weren't too busy focusing on the stairs

You rub your eyes as you turn in the hallway toward the kitchen where you hear your favorite voices. "look who's up!" Your Papa's voice speak from across the room "ah ah ah" Your Daddy says walking to you "we don't do such things, little one" he says taking your hands away from your eyes "we don't want to hurt those beautiful eyes, do we ?" he teases kissing the tip of your nose.

You peer up at him with tired eyes "you didn't slept enough, babygirl ?" he asks tilting his head to the side, his big eyes staring down at you, his thumb comes to your cheek and he gently strokes it.

The smell of the sweet and delicious breakfast your Papa makes is sliding inside your nose as you shake your head. Your Daddy's eyes soften and he takes you on his arms "Papa's breakfast will make you feel better, I promise" he walks to the dining table and puts you down on your seat.

He drops a kiss on the top of your head and goes to sit on his own seat. Not long after that, your Papa comes back and puts breakfast on the middle of the table, you make grabby hands at your Papa who smiles down at you "good morning, sweetie. I'll take you in my arms when you will eat your breakfast" he says before dropping a kiss on your head too

You pout a little and look down at your meal, you're not hungry. Your tummy hurts too much to just thinking about putting food in it. "eat something, sweetness" your Papa says taking a bite of his food. You whine and shake your legs

Your Daddy sighs and looks at you "what is it ?" he takes a sip of his black coffee. You whine again and you stare at him with sad eyes making your Papa frowns "something happened ?"

You nod your head once your gaze is on him "can you tell us what happened ?" your Daddy asks. You make grabby hands at him again and this time he nods his head and pushes back his chair. You stand up and with the help of the table, you make your way to his laps

He helps you sitting on him and you immediatly melt into his arms, your Papa is quickly beside you "are you hurt somewhere ?" his voice is calm and almost quiet as he talks. His eyes run around your body as he waits for you to say or do something

Your hand moves to your tummy and you look down at it "you're tummy is hurting you ?" You nod your head and rest it against your Daddy's chest

Your Daddies share a look, and it just took them that one look to be on the same line. Your Daddy puts his attention back to you first and removes some of your hair from your face "why don't we make you a big and warmth bath. Then, we can go on the couch or in the bed until you feel better, maybe with a movie too" he proposes and you nod your head making them smile

Your Papa lifts you up from your Daddy's laps and rests you on his hip, he looks down at Bucky but instead of going upstairs to the bathroom, he frowns down at him "Bucky" he says grabbing his attention, he nods at his laps. Their eyes stare down at the blood on the pants of your Daddy's suit.

Your Papa makes sure that your face is away from the blood so you don't get scared by it "let's go, sweetie" he says walking away from the dining room. He makes sure you keep your head in his neck so you won't look behind him and see your Daddy's pants as he walks behind you.

Your Papa turns in the bathroom while your Daddy keeps walking to the closet so he can change. Steve lies you down on the changing table "alright, baby ?" he grabs your atention "You feel something uncomfortable down there, right ?" he asks and you nod "I'll have to change you, there will be blood but i don't want you to be scared because there's no need to. I'm here with you and it's nothing serious, alright ?"

Your eyes widen for a second when he talked about blood but the look on his face, the way his voice sounded and his words made you trust him when he said nothing bad will happen to you

He never lets anything happened to you, never. So why will he lets something bad happened to you now ?

You nod your head slowly and play with your fingers as you look at your Papa dropping a sweet kiss on your hand. He pushes up your shirt and pulls your pants down "can you look at the ceiling for me, princess ?" he asks keeping his eyes on you, his hands on your hips, waiting to push your panties down your ankles.

You look up at the ceiling and feel his hands sliding your panties down your legs. You gasp and flinch a little when your Papa wipes your private parts with wet cottons. He"s humming a song you love and who usually calm you down.

"you're doing so good, baby" he praises "you're doing such a good job for me. I'm proud of you" he drops two kisses on your bare belly before lifting you up and putting you in the bath. While your Papa were cleaning you, your Daddy prepared you the best bath in the whole entire world, just for you, their sweet, perfect and beautiful little girl.

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"Are you comfy ?" Your Papa asks as he strokes your legs and feet. You nod your head and rub your eyes but your Daddy's hands quickly stop you "are you tired ?" your Daddy asks pulling the cover of the bed on top of you

You shake your head, yes you're tired but you're also about to watch one of your favorite movie so for that, you're not tired at all. You just hope that your Daddies will believe you and let you watch the movie.

Your Daddy laughs and kisses the top of your head "alright then" he says getting comfy in bed as well as your Papa before playing the movie.

It's not long before your eyes get tired of the screen and start to close by themselves. Your Daddies' hands who caress your body help you getting more sleepy.

You soon fall in dreamland, your favorite place at night, with your daddies's voice speaking around you. The The security they promise you flying around the room and their love, running all around the world. All of that just for you

[sparkliingdust]

I don't know if I'm gonna get hate for his but I'm always so confused when people are anti endgame and say that Peggy regresses to only being Steve's love interest. I'm not taking anything away from how great Hayley is or how Peggy is written or anything, but doesn't she spend 99% of the MCU being his love interest? She's his pillar of strength in the The First Avenger reassuring him to believe in himself and undressing him with her eyes; she spends TWS reminding Steve of who he is and what he has to do; she spends Age of Ultron as a vision of his to come home and be with her; well Civil War *cough*; and she's a symbol and vested interest for Steve throughout Endgame as the life he wants to go back to and be with. He's also tethered to her in the same ways - from the moment he wakes up, his old life is missing (which is essentially her) and it stays with him until Endgame. We could argue outside of Agent Carter he was her main love interest and she was his. They are two parts of a whole. And, that's okay. That doesn't take away what great characters both of them were, especially her.

I don't know why we get so down on female characters being a love interest when that does make up a big part of who they are.....

[age-of-moonknight]

Variant cover for Immortal Thor (Vol. 1/2023), #4 by Leinil Francis Yu.

[ktficworld]

So, I have been writing an angsty Steve Rogers x desi!reader fic and here is a little sneak peak. I hope you’all are ready to cry.

Swallowing, you looked down as tears beaded your eyelashes and muttered out. "I think we should break up, Steve. It's not working out." Saying those words was like stabbing yourself in the chest with a scorching knife.

Steve instantly stiffened and his grip on your hand grew tight as he refused to let you go. "Why?" He asked and before you could reply, his bitter laugh made your head snap upwards as he shook his head.

"Why am I asking this? This should be pretty obvious to me," He sniffled as few tears slid down his cheeks. He glanced at you and you had to bite your lip to hold back your own tears as his pained and misty eyes stared into yours. "Is there nothing I could do to change your mind? To make you give me a second chance? Do you not love me anymore?"

The last part was like a slap to your face as you furiously shook your head and yelled. "I love you with all my heart, body, mind and soul. I love you more than anything in this world, more than I could articulate."

"Then why are you leaving me?" He asked in a whisper.

And the flood gates opened as you broke down. "BECAUSE I DON'T DESERVE YOU."

Steve immediately placed you in his lap as sons wrecked through your body. "Why would you say that? You deserve the world, doll."

"No Steve, no! You are captain America and I'm nothing. You are gorgeous and I'm ugly. You are perfect and I'm not." You cried into his chest, selfishly seeking his warmth.

[lynlee494]

Chapter Ten of I'll Use You (As A Focal Point) is now live!

The Soldier’s understanding of the world begins to unravel after he completes a mission and finds a helpless and shivering kitten. Unable to leave, knowing the frail thing will die in the elements, the Soldier makes a choice...

Overwhelmed and now hiding from his handler's, things only get more complicated when he lays eyes on a picture of a familiar blonde face.

The Soldier can not risk contact, capture, and the inevitable return to Hydra and captivity would bring. He may remember Steve Rogers, but he also remembers Captain America. Similarly enhanced, the Captain would have the advantage, the Soldier’s movement would be limited with the kitten’s safety to consider.

He’ll seek out Steve Rogers, who seems to feature in nearly every memory with Bucky, but he’ll be cautious. Can hopefully glean from the exposure more about the time before Bucky – before he – was presumed dead in a war. From before Steve’s Bucky became Hydra’s, time stuttering by till the Soldier was born.

[builder051]

Pale ale

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A little Whoa Bessie Halloween featuring college Bucky and Steve.

Warnings for college drinking and foul language

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“I’m so glad these don’t have doorbells.” Bucky hip-checks the door to his dorm. He turns the lock with one hand and balances a 6-pack of beer on the palm of the other.

“You’re gonna drop those.” Steve crashes on James’s bed.

“No, I’m not.”

James turns around and grins. He hefts the weight of the package behind the opposite arm as if showing off a trick with a basketball. The flimsy cardboard wrapper doesn’t hold up to the weight of the tilting cans, and all six come tumbling down.

“Oh, shit.” James lunges for the can that lands on the foot of the bed while the rest crash to the floor. One particularly unlucky beer hits the corner of one of the bed risers, and foam gushes onto the carpet. “Fuck.”

Steve scuttles to pick it up, practically crashing heads with James in his rush.

“You’re gonna get in trouble if it smells like alcohol in here.” Steve’s eyes go wide with sincerity. “You have to stay on the good side or they won’t let me come in here anymore.”

“Relax.”

James tosses the rest of the cans onto his comforter. They roll toward Steve, who now sits criss-cross with his face in his hands. James throws his towel over the spill and steps on it. Then climbs onto the bed beside Steve.

“You know you worry too much.” It’s a statement. James is caught between indulging Steve’s anxiety and assuaging it.

“Yeah, well.” Steve looks up and visibly gulps. “We’re kinda close to the line. Like, a lot.”

“I’d be surprised if a single RA is patrolling for curfew.” James rolls his eyes. “I mean, if they man their posts at all. It’s always honor system on party nights.”

“I guess so.” Steve tries a smile, but it comes off as a grimace. “Upper class-men party it up more?”

“Eh, most people get out of their systems their first year. Seniors…” James shrugs. “I don’t know. They probably go to real parties off campus, since they’re old folks with IDs and all.”

Steve tilts his head. “Who goes to the frat parties, then?”

“Aw, probably some dumb kids…”James keeps his face carefully stoic and grabs the nearest beer. It spits in his face when he pops the tab.

“You’re talking in circles.” Steve narrows his eyes at James. “Unless you’re implying the Greek system is swindling the freshmen.”

“They’ve got to replace themselves somehow.” James holds the beer under Steve’s chin. “Here, drink up.”

“Watch yourself. I thought you were better than that.”

“Oh, I’m terrible.” James takes a beer for himself. He clinks it sideways against the one in Steve’s hand. “Somebody’s got to teach you right.”

“You’re only one year older.” Steve puffs himself up.

“And you’ve never pulled an all-nighter. Come on. Drink up.” James leans into Steve’s shoulder. “I’ve got to raise you right. It’s my job.”

“I guess…” Steve takes a swallow of his beer. The cap is more fizz than substance, and he coughs instead of swallowing. “Oh god.” Foam runs from Steve’s nose. He pulls his hand into his sleeve and uses the cuff to wipe his face.

“Remember to breathe,” James reminds him, trying not to laugh. “Breathe while you drink. Just not at the same time.” He knocks Steve between the shoulder blades with what’s probably too much gusto.

“That makes no sense.” Steve sputters again and pulls a face. “This is… kind of disgusting.”

“Meh.” James takes a long draught. “Yeah, it ain’t great.” He swills a bit in his mouth as he tries to sum up the flavor. “It’s… almost a pilsner. Just a little watery. But, heck, it’s from WalMart.” He points toward the cardboard packaging on the floor. “I should’ve told you to have low expectations.”

“How much do I have to have in order to get drunk?” Steve looks at James like he’s out of his mind.

“I don’t know.” James nurses his own beer for a moment. “Three? Maybe two?”

Steve blinks at James as if he’s out of his mind.

“What?” Then James realizes he’s calculated incorrectly, neglecting to account for their difference in size and stature. “Maybe just the one,” James backtracks. “Just drink what you have.”

Steve lifts his can back to his lips and cringes. “I don’t get it. People seriously go wild for this stuff?”

James laughs. “Drink it for the feeling, not the taste. A lot of options are tastier. I think they make pumpkin spice beer nowadays.”

“You could’ve got us some of that.”

“That’s sure some thank you.” James goes to cuff him in the side of the head, but instead he winds up smoothing the flyaways behind Steve’s ear. “I had to do a lot of work to get this stuff. It’s not like there’s much choice when I’m slipping a twenty to a guy with a pick-up truck.”

“I guess.” Steve sighs, then tips his head back and begins to guzzle.

James can hear the carbonation liquid popping as it runs down Steve’s throat. “Careful there. Remember what I said about breathing?”

Steve surfaces, gasping. He holds his can with the tips of his trembling fingers. “How much—?” Steve starts. “How much do you have to have to make you throw up?”

“It varies, I guess,” James says. “Usually after you’re drunk and everything.”

“Oh.” Steve bites his lip. “I don’t think I want to get drunk…”

“You don’t have to.” James tries to cool the back of Steve’s neck with his open palm. “Just, uh, try not to get it on the carpet.”

“Sure…” Steve slurs heavily.

“You said I’d be in trouble if it smells like beer in here.” James looks squarely at the wall and continues, “I think I’ll be in more trouble if it smells like, well, you know.”

He can’t last a second. Neither of them can. James busts out laughing at the same moment Steve lurches for the trash bin. James gets off the bed to sit at his side.

As James moves, two of the loose beer cans fall back onto the carpet. He turns his gaze from Steve to glare at them over his shoulder. These ones have the good grace not to explode.

[chrissymunsonsblog]

♧ QUANDO ELE SER FOI {Stony}

♤ Steve Rogers é Tony Stark

(Capa teste)

Não sei ser ficou legalzinho!hueueheeuhe

• abra para para uma maior qualidade!

[agentxthirteen]

On this day (May 2) in Sharon Carter history, Sharon appeared in:

Tales of Suspense #92 (1967)

Captain America #104 (1968)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant A] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant B] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant C] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant D] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant E] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant F] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant G] (2012)

Avengers Vs. X-Men #3 [Variant H] (2012)

Civil War: Captain America TPB (Reprint Captain America V5 #22, #24) (2007)

Avengers Assemble Vol. 3 TPB (Reprint Avengers V3 #32) (2012)

[scottxlogan]

A Table for One

Summary:  Alone and miserable on his birthday Bucky decides to treat himself to a nice dinner in town at a place that was special to Steve and Tony once upon a time. When Bucky makes a birthday wish he finds that perhaps his special night might not be as miserable as he thought as the past comes back to haunt Bucky in a surprising way. Rating: Explicit Characters: Tony Stark/Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45654709 Warnings/Tags: Angst and Fluff and Smut, Birthday Sex, Threesome - M/M/M, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Reunions, Feelings Realization, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Light Angst

[romanestuffsposts]

Hi!! Idk if it's been done before but🥹 how about daddy!stucky x little reader, where another daddy tries to discipline her; possibly a behavior that stucky lets her do, such as reasoning? like they want her to be heard at all times, and kind of like let her explain herself, so when she tries to explain a like an accident the other guy thinks she's being smart and tries to punish her like she's their little?? I just know they would go feralllll😭😭

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you for the request, I love the idea!

I Hope you like how I turned it ❤️

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Warnings : cries, yell, violence, aggression, stranger, abused, bruises, reassurance, cuddles, comfort, fluff, kisses, mention of reader peeing on herself, paci, bottle of warm milk, stuffie

Pairings : daddies!stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little! reader + another daddy!stranger (not the character from MCU)

Summary : What can goes wrong when you're at the mall with your daddies telling them a funny story that happened at work ?

A/N : Part 2 for the man's punishment maybe ? Let me know lovers

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You love the mall, sometimes it’s calm and cosy because there isn’t so many people and other time it’s all noisy but when it came to the mall you don’t really care. Usually you hate when there’s too much noise, it give you anxiety and you feel overwhelmed by everything that happen around you. Maybe you don’t feel that way at the mall because it’s a big building so there’s enough room for many people which means it doesn’t seems that noisy.

That’s why you didn’t chose a noisy job. You like your job, it’s quiet and cosy, it has to be. When you have to read books all day and decide whether they will create a controversy about a small topic or if they will be the next best seller, it has to be quiet. How do you want to do that when everyone talk ? It’s impossible

So when you look through some clothes with your daddies you explained to them what happened yesterday at work. You didn’t get to told them yesterday night because it was too late and you were too tired. It’s a funny story so you need to be awake and ready to laugh when you hear it

Your daddies listen to you with smiles on their face. They always have that smile when you explain something that make you happy or giggly. They have all kind of smile when it comes to you. One when they’re watching you sleep, another one when they watch you play, one when you laugh your lungs out in front of a movie,… and you love all of them

So of course you love explaining stories because you are sure they will have one of their beautiful smiles. You look through some shirts for your daddies ‘’ it was so funny’’ you giggle ‘’are you ready to heaw it ?’’ You ask unable to hide your excited smile

You nor your daddies see the man who is near you since a while now, staring at you with deep and dark eyes

‘’Sure, little one’’ your daddy smiles while poking your nose with his finger

Little one

You giggle before explaining ‘’we were in the middle of our books when one of the man came back with coffees in his hands, he ends up tripping and all the coffees were on the ground’’ you giggle ‘’he wanted to bring to everyone their coffee but he messed up’’

Bucky and Steve chuckles at your story as they keep walking deeper In the store while your staring at beautiful sunglasses ‘’i think it’s silly to-‘’

‘’Talk louder, sweetie. You can stay where you are- where we can have an eye on you, but talk louder if you want us to hear you’’ your Papa says

You lift your head so the sound can go further and you speak louder like your papa asked ‘’I think it’s silly to bring all the coffee at one time. He could have gone back and forth several times’’ you say still watching the beautiful purple glasses ‘’don’t you think ? I would never have done things like him, I would have let some and go back to get them to be sure all the coffees are safe in every hands’’ you add

What you thought were your daddies steps behind you is the steps of a total stranger. He grabs your arm and turn you around in a harsh way making you let out a cry in pain ‘’you think you’re funny ? You think you’re smart ? Who the hell do you think you are!? A grown up ? A big and indépendant woman ?’’ He spits through his teeth. His deep, dark and empty eyes fall into yours ‘’someone asked for your opinion ? No one care what a little baby like you think about the real life! You don’t know a thing about what’s happening around you and you dare speaking like you live that life every day ? When in fact you’re just a baby who can’t do anything without her daddies. When you’re absolutely useless and a burden to everyone around you in your life!!’’ His hand is tights around your arm and you don’t remember feeling a pain that intense once in your life.

You’re too stunned to speak, you’re too hurt to speak. The tears make their way in your eyes as you look into his eyes

Where are your daddies ? Why don’t they come and protect you ? Do they have something to do with this ? Did they asked this man to talk to you like that to make you understand how they felt toward you ? Is the man speaking for your daddies ? Where they too scared to tell you that in your face so they send someone else to do it ?

All kind of horrible thoughts make their way in your mind and the only thing you want to do is pushing them away, far away, just like you want to do for that stranger who is bringing his face closer to you with every passing seconds. You want to but you can’t. Not when all your muscles are freezing

‘´you need a lesson. That’s not how little ones are suppose to act. You don’t speak like that. you don’t value yourself. You shut up and cash in. That’s how it work’’ he adds and starts to drag you out of the store.

What do I do ? Do I scream ? But what if I can’t ? What if I’m not able to scream ? What if the man will be more angry ? What if…

You gasp and all you want to do is to pull your arm away from his tight grip. He yanks your arm toward him sending you a huge pain in all your arm and making you falling forward at his feet. He keeps walking, dragging you with him, somewhere, away from your daddies.

You thought he will never let you go, you thought he will drag you away and nobody would've found you. You thought you'll be alone, abandonned once he will go away. His fingers are squeeaing your arm really hard making you think you're blood can't run in it anymore.

You don't know what to do, you don't know what happen. Everything happened so fast, you didn't had time to look behind you at your daddies, you didn't had time to understand what happened and where you're going

"I'll show you how you're suppose to act. I'll put you back in your place, where you belong to, where you're not suppose to go out." he snaps while walking deeper. Even though there's people here, and the man drags you like he shouldn't to, it doesn't seems to alert anyone. Maybe it's normal ? Maybe not ?

For a second time, everything happen too fast for you to understand. Someone else grabs your arm and tries to pull you to him while another one goes tot he man. You close your eyes, if it's your daddies then it's perfect and if it's not, it still can't be more bad than it was. Ypu feel the mean stranger letting your arm go and you go to run away from everyone, not knowing if you were still in danger or not. You're free and that's what matters, now you have to go back to your daddies before they get worried

"sweetness," Your Papa calls you as he reaches for your arm again. You stop running and turn around, your eyes found his body and once you're sure it's him you run to him. He lifts you up in his arms and sighs in relief once you're safe in his arms. You hide your face in his neck and he breathes your sent.

His arms are tight around you but not in the same way than the hand's man, this time it's in a good way. He rocks you from side to side and shushes you to try to calm your sobs and cries.

All you can do is to let go of everything. You're safe and it's like an open door to all your cries so they can finally come out.

"You're okay now, sweetie. I won't let you go. You're safe. No one can hurt you, i'm here now, i'm here" he whispers in your ear hoping it'll make you feel better

You squeeze your arms around his neck and you feel him taking a big and deep breath. You don't realize how worry they were when they turned around and didn't saw you anymore, how worry they were when a woman who was in the store the whole time explained to them that she saw a man yelling at you before taking you with him. She knews you were with Steve and Bucky so she went straight to them once she found them in the store.

"Daddy ?" you whisper, still scared to look away from your Papa's neck. He strokes your back "he'll be here any time soon, baby" he reassures you. Steve watches Bucky dragging the man out of the mall. He has to keep his anger for himslef even if all he want to do right now is killing him after hurting him. He knows he has to wait for Steve but he still punches the stranger in the face a couple times before putting him into a van driving by Natasha.

They'll handle it at the avenger's home, not now, not here. Right now they're here for you. They'll stay with you as much time as you need and want to. The man will have to wait because there's no way they'll let you alone for handeling that.

Bucky rushes to you and takes you in his arms. He gives Steve his keys and they start going to the car "we're so sorry that we let you alone in the store, we're so so sorry, babygirl. It'll never happen again, i promise you. We're here and we'll keep you safe no matter what" Bucky says sliding his hand under your shirt to stroke your bare back. You hide your face in his neck just like with your Papa and keep sobbing your little heart out

Bucky and you sit on the backseat of the car while Steve drives back home as fast as he can without putting you all in danger. His eyes go fro time to time in the mirror to check on you even though your Daddy is with you, he can't help himself.

You're curled up against Bucky's body, you don't let him go, you don't want to. Now that you have a grip on one of them, you won't ever let them go

Bucky strokes your back and legs until the car stop in front of the house. They trust their collegues to take care of the stranger until they get there.

Steve opens your door and Bucky gets out still with you attached to him like a Koala. They go upstairs and your Daddy lies you down on the bed while your Papa goes grab your pyjama. Bucky carefuly removes your pants and just like he thought, you'll need a new panties and a shower, but that's okay. They knew something like that can happen and even more when you have a very stressed moment. They will never yell at you or punish you because of that

He moves your panties before moving your clothes on your upper body, leaving you naked on the soft bed. He looks around your body to see if there's any mark on you and his blood runs cold when he sees your arm. Your sweet arm now paint with a mixt of colours.He tries to stay calm, for you and for himself. He bends over to stop staring at it and kisses your little belly making you smile a little. He smiles back at you, that's all he wanted, seeing you smile and he succeed

He carries you in the bathroom and sees Steve already getting the shower ready. Your Papa checks the water while your Daddy sits you on the toilet in case there's more who want to come out

He kneels before you and moves your hair behind your ears "my beautiful babydoll" he quietly says while staring at you. You sniff and melt into his touch

Once the shower is ready and you're too, your Papa lifts you up and puts you in the shower while your Daddy leaves the bathroom against his will. All they want to do is stay with you, the last thing they want is to look away from you but one of them has to get everything ready for you, and since Steve didn't had you in his arms since a long time and since he went to grab your pyjama, it's only fair that it's his turn to stay with you while Bucky prepares everything you'll need, such as your paci and Bucksie, a warm blanket and your bottle of hot milk.

As he finishes preparing the couch, he hears his husband coming downstairs with you on his hip. Your Daddy kisses your cheek and helps Steve laying you on the couch. Your Papa grabs the bottle of milk and your paci while your Daddy puts a blanket on top of you, and gives you Bucksie.

Your Papa sits down and rests your head on his laps before giving you your bottle and your Daddy lifts your legs and rests your feet against his laps. Your staring at the tv playing your favorite cartoon while you feel your daddies fingers on your body. Your Papa slides his fingers on your bare belly, knowing it's something who calm you down and who help you relax, your Daddy slides his fingers on your bare legs and bare feet making you giggle softly from times to times when it get too tickly.

They concentrate on you, they can't do otherwise. If they don't concentrate on you, they'll think about him, they'll see red and it's not the time, it won't be good. He'll have his moment too. He'll suffer for making you scared and wanted to touch you, he'll pay for hurting you. The time will come, sooner than expect

[mcntsee]

me when I reach the angst part of the angsty fic that I specifically chose for the angst

[that1geek06]

"English isn't my-"

Hush now my friend, and let me read the absolute beauty of a fic that you have bestowed this world and humiliated the first English speakers with