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dailyjameshunt · 1 day ago
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James at the Race of the South at Brands Hatch, 28 October 1973. Photos by David Phipps
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strwbryfeels · 2 months ago
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stereotypicalswiftie · 11 months ago
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When James Potter was 4 years old, he swore that bird seeds grew birds, thus the name.
When Effie and Monty asked him to prove it to them, he planted a pile of bird seeds.
The next day there were loads of birds where he planted the seeds, proving he was right.
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foggycatgarden · 10 months ago
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inkameswetrust · 6 months ago
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YOU GUYS JAMES USED TO BE SO CUTE LIKE CMON
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WHAT HAPPENED WHERE DID WE GO WRONG BRING HIM BACK PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU I DONT LIKE WHO HE IS NOW
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findbeautyinyourbones · 10 months ago
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May 10th was pretty cool 🥴
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vaniladraws16 · 2 years ago
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A/N: I think it's time to put Sharon in this chapter because there is always one or more with her, prove me I'm wrong. Ok, Sharon was about to go and ask Steve on a date but she was assigned to babysit a Child?! WE ALL KNOW WHAT SHE BABYSITS!!!
'You can do this carter, you can do this.' Sharon thoughted about getting ready to ask Steve on a date, she had a Crush on him for as long as she could remember, and now she was ready.
She walks toward Captain America's office as she was nearly touched his door someone catches her attention. It was agent Hill.
"There you are Sharon, Nick wants to see you," Maria said, and Sharon groaned in response. "Can it wait, Maria, I finally dare to ask Steve out," Sharon said.
"I know but this is Nick's, you know how angry he is." Maria said Sharon groaned and finally gave up "Fine, aren't you supposed to be on a date?"
Maria laughed "Yeah I got a date with the falcon after my shift." she said, "Let me know how the date goes ok?" Sharon said as she left "all right." Maria said.
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Fury's office:
"Whatever you do, show her who's boss." she heard 'Is he talking to someone?' as she continued walking towards his office.
She knocked on the door "You wanted to see me, sir?" Sharon asked Fury turned around "You're just in time agent, I assigned you that not many agents get."
Fury said, "ARE YOU GIVING ME AN AVENGERS MISSION!?" Sharon screamed out.
Then crying came out of the office, Nick turned around and showed a baby right behind him, wait what?
"Uh, Fury that's a baby."
"I know and you're job is to babysit him"
"WHAT!!!"
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After Sharon left his office with the baby in her arms "SO uh James is it? what do what to do?"
Why on earth is she talking to a baby who can't even speak, and why is she doing the job? she was going to ask Steve for a date but NO she babysits a baby that doesn't know who his parents are.
"Ba."
Alright, thank goodness no one saw her talking to a baby who doesn't speak yet. A knock came on her door. "It's opened," Sharon said then reveal Maria hill.
"I thought you on you're date," Sharon said placing James down.
"Sam got a call, it was from Cap so we had cut our date short but he promised me he'll buy some ice cream," Maria said while she walked into see a cute baby.
"Why hello cutie," Maria said picking up James. "Are you being a good boy to aunt Sharon James?" She said It took Sharon some time to realize that Maria know's James.
"What you the baby?"
"Yeah and the parents as well, you know them."
"What?"
"Nevermind you're babysitting him?"
"Yeah but I don't know why I'm taking care of him but the parents?"
"They're busy."
As the two are talking, James is getting hungry and began to move around in Maria's arms.
"Oh someone is getting hungry, Sharon you got any baby food?"
"uh no, I don't."
Cue the crying James.
'This gonna take a while.'  Sharon thought.
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After buying the food and other things the girls need for James and returning to her apartment and feeding him, washing him, and try to put him to sleep.
"Come on James go to sleep," Sharon said while Maria is making his milk with a crying baby. After cooling down the baby bottle and feeding James, calming down. 
"Ah finally he's quiet, but he's not sleeping." 
"He's probably hungry."
"man who knew parenting is hard."
Turning on the t.v and letting James watch it. Sharon and Maria sighed in relief. "Oh my god, that was a roller coaster of emotion."
"you said it."
The two women began to rest after what they had been thrown.
"Da" James said while reaching for an image of Captain America in the news but Sharon noticed it.
'RING RING'
"I'll get it."
As Sharon gets up and walks toward the door and it's the last person she wants to see.
Steve Rogers himself.
"STEVE uh hi what are you doing here?" she asked while trying to clean herself.
"Hey Fury told me to come here," he said still wearing his suit.
Before she could answer a loud sound came.
"DA," James shouted, the two turned away from each other and see James trying to reach Steve.
"James, how did you get here?" Steve said walking into her apartment.
Sharon was kinda shocked that Steve knows the baby.
"Hey buddy, you miss dada?" Steve said grabbing James off the floor and playing around for a bit.
Wait...
Did he just say...
DADA!?
"STEVE THAT'S YOU'RE SON!?"
Steve looked at her with a chuckle on his face.
"Uh yeah, he's my son," Steve said 'That explains the eyes.' Sharon thought.
"So who's the mother?" Sharon asked, Steve thought of answering it.
"You promise not to tell anyone?"
"I promise."
Steve sighed and began to tell.
"James is Natasha's son and me."
HUH!?
THE BLACK WIDOW'S SON!?
HOW'S THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!?
"I-I thought the black widow can't have kids?"
"So did she but thanks to Dr. Helen Cho she was able to heal all the wounds that she had in the red room," Steve said.
"Now we have this little miracle." he continued kissing the boy's chubby cheeks.
"Wait how long have you and the black widow together?"
"Oh uh since Ultron happened."
Oh.
"Thanks for babysitting James I think."
"What do mean, I think?"
"Before we went to the mission, Nat drop him off at daycare I wonder why he's with you guys," Steve said.
"Ma?" James said looking for his mama.
"Alright, bud we'll see mama soon, say bye-bye," Steve said.
Steve grabs James chubby hand and waves it to Sharon.
"Bye James."
"Bye, girls." Steve farewell and left.
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Daycare:
"Hello, Nick are you here to pick up someone?"
"Yes, I'm here to pick up James."
"Course I'll show you."
As the worker show Fury where James is he spotted him.
"Hello young one I'm taking you back home."
Fury exited the daycare.
A/N: Not dead haha.
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x-nymphprincess-x · 8 days ago
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Better to admit you walked through the wrong door, than spend your life in the wrong room.
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harmonytheme · 5 months ago
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Leah telling dillon that nothing is stopping him from being a dad IS INSANE!!!
That episode pissed me off man 💀💀💀
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dailyjameshunt · 24 days ago
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James at the Race of Champions, 18th March 1973, racing for the Surtees team
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lupinflowrs · 5 months ago
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i also have some baby harry content ft. padfoot and moony 🫶 i love him he's so silly
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notanupstandingcitizen · 4 months ago
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using "Walburga's A+ Parenting" as a warning for child abuse in a marauders fanfic will never not be funny to me
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that1nerd-20 · 3 months ago
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When a fanfic writer puts a nickname you think Is icky in their smut fic
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mugglebornmarvelite · 1 month ago
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Game Night
Paring: Avenger! Bucky Barnes x Avenger! Fem! Reader (Grumpy x Sunshine)
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Summary: Steve’s mandatory game night takes a turn when you and Bucky are paired up.
Word Count: Roughly 1.4k 
Warnings: Fluff, banter, friendly competition, implied threats, destroying property (Bucky and Sam), romantic tension everyone can feel, and some overprotective Bucky because that man does not play about his sunshine.
Author’s Note: Sorry for the delay; I was helping my friend with a research project. Ugh, it feels choppy, but I hope this is to your liking, babes ;)
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The living room buzzed with energy as the Avengers tried to recover from the chaos of their most recent mission; the munching of chips and clinking of drinks in glasses filled the space.
Peter and you were talking animatedly about the mission, with Peter recounting how he flipped mid-air, webbing a bad guy to a nearby wall.
“I mean, I swear, the guy didn’t see it coming. I was way higher up than I thought, and then BAM!” Peter dramatically mimicked the motion with his arms, sending you into fits of laughter.
“It’s honestly kind of unfair that you can just flip your way out of everything, Pete,” you teased, elbowing him.
He shrugged, all smugness. “I mean, someone’s gotta make the web-swinging look good, right?”
Before you could reply, Steve stood up from his spot, clapping his hands for attention. “Alright, team! Time for some mandatory bonding!”
A chorus of groans erupted from the group, each one from someone hoping to escape Steve’s relentless enthusiasm for ‘team-building’ nights.
“Tonight is Charades.” Steve declared.
That’s when Steve decided to assign the partners. He glanced around the room with a twinkle in his eye and paired you with Bucky, clearly anticipating the fun to come.
You gave Bucky your signature puppy dog eyes, and he looked away with a scowl as he crossed his arms over his chest, not wanting to give in and show that he was happy to be partnered with you.
“Oh, great,” Bucky muttered, rolling his eyes. “This is gonna be a disaster.”
You didn’t let his grumpiness throw you off. “Bucky, come on!” you said, plopping beside him on the couch. “We’ve got this! We’re unstoppable!”
Bucky raised an eyebrow and shot you a skeptical look. “Sure, sure. We’ll see about that.”
He didn’t seem convinced, and as Sam overheard, he couldn’t resist adding his two cents.
"Oh, this is gonna be easy," Sam declared loudly, rolling his eyes. "Grumpy Barnes can’t even smile, let alone act."
"You’re gonna regret that," Bucky shot back, his tone thick with warning. 
His words weren’t loud, but they were laced with enough warning that Sam quickly leaned back into his seat, hands raised in mock surrender.
"Okay, okay, I get it," Sam laughed, but you caught the wariness in his eyes. "But not holding my breath, this will be easy."
Then, leaning in toward you, he whispered, “If we lose to that clown, I’m never letting it go.”
You gave him an exaggerated look of disbelief, pretending to be shocked. "Who knew you cared so much about winning?"
Bucky’s lips quirked into the faintest smirk. "Don’t mess this up," he teased.
You winked at him. “You’re with me. How could we lose?”
As the game started, it quickly became clear that Bucky treated charades less like a fun group activity and more like a tactical mission. His intense focus was almost comical, but you fell into an unspoken rhythm. 
When it was your turn to act, Bucky’s sharp eyes locked onto you, and after a few gestures, he almost always guessed your clues. When it was his turn, he leaned into the ridiculousness of it all, whether miming a gorilla or pretending to be a ballerina, just to keep your laughter ringing through the room.
By the end of the game, the scoreboard showed a landslide victory in your favor. Bucky allowed himself a small, smug grin as you squealed in delight and launched yourself into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. 
“We’re the dream team!” you exclaimed, giggling as you clung to him.
“Yeah, yeah,” he replied, though his grip on you was secure, his metal arm effortlessly supporting you. “Don’t let it go to your head.”
Much to everyone's amusement, he carried you back to the couch, where he promptly plopped you into his lap. “You’re comfy,” you declared with a grin, making yourself home. 
Sam, clearly displeased, waved a hand in your direction. “This has to be rigged. There’s no way those two didn’t cheat.”
Natasha snorted, leaning back in her chair. “They didn’t cheat, Wilson. They’re just disgustingly in sync.”
Sam grabbed a pillow and chucked it at you. “Sync this!”
The pillow hit you square in the face, and you burst out laughing, holding it in your lap. “It’s just a pillow!”
But Bucky didn’t see it that way. His gaze turned sharp as he caught the second pillow Sam threw mid-air. “If you throw another one at her...”
Sam, of course, took that as a challenge. “What are you gonna do, Barnes?” he quipped, hurling another pillow that you easily dodged.
Bucky’s eyes narrowed. “I’ll give you a five-second head start.”
Sam’s smirk faltered. “Wait, what?”
Without a word, Bucky carefully brushed your hair out of your face, placed you gently on the couch, and stood up. The room went silent as he walked purposefully toward the hallway. 
“What’s he doing?” you asked, looking to Steve for answers.
Steve sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, hiding a smile. “He’s going to smash Redwing.”
Sam’s eyes widened in panic. 
“Barnes, you touch Redwing, I swear-” He bolted after Bucky, and the two disappeared down the hall. 
Moments later, a loud crash echoed through the compound, followed by Sam’s yelling and Bucky’s retorts.
Natasha chuckled, shaking her head as she leaned back on the couch. “This happens all the time.”
You glanced between her and Steve, bewildered. “Doesn’t anyone stop them?”
Steve shrugged. “Nope. They’ll tire themselves out eventually.”
From a distance, the team could hear the muffled sounds of Bucky and Sam bickering echoing through the compound. 
“Touch Redwing, and you’re paying for a whole new one!” Sam’s voice was laced with fear.
“Oh, don’t worry, Wilson,” Bucky shot back, his tone mockingly calm. “I’ll make sure to recycle the pieces. I hear it’s good for the environment.”
A loud thud followed as if Bucky had knocked something over or thrown something against the wall. 
“Man, what is your problem?” Sam hollered. “You act like I threw a brick at her!”
“You hit her in the face!” Bucky retorted.
“It was a pillow!” Sam defended himself. “It probably felt like a marshmallow.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Bucky countered. “You don’t throw things at her. Ever.”
Back in the living room, you stifled a laugh as Natasha shook her head in amused disbelief. “It’s always like this,” she said, smirking. “I don’t know why Sam keeps testing him.”
Steve folded his arms, looking like the exasperated dad of the group. “Because Sam likes pushing buttons. And Bucky…well, Bucky only has so much patience.”
Another crash echoed from down the hallway, followed by Sam’s yell. “Oh, come on! That wasn’t even Redwing! That was my lamp!”
“You’ve got terrible taste in decor, Wilson,” Bucky said, completely unfazed.
“YOU OWE ME A NEW LAMP!” Sam shouted.
“I did you a favor.” Bucky said dryly. “So say ‘thank you,’ it's polite.”
You couldn’t hold back your giggles any longer. “Should we...I don’t know, step in?” you asked, looking at Steve.
Steve shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Nah. Let them hash it out. Bucky’s not actually going to break Redwing. Probably.”
“Probably?” Natasha echoed. “You’re really putting a lot of faith in him.”
From the hallway, Sam yelled again. “THAT’S IT, BARNES. YOU AND ME. SPARRING MATCH TOMORROW.”
“Fine,” Bucky fired back. “But don’t be mad when I wipe the floor with you, bird brain.”
Natasha leaned over to you, her voice low. “You know he’s only this protective because it’s you, right? He doesn’t care this much when we get hit with stuff.”
You blushed, glancing down at your hands. “He’s just…looking out for me. Like a guardian.”
Natasha snorted. “Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.”
Steve smiled knowingly but didn’t say anything. 
The sounds of Sam and Bucky’s argument gradually faded as they came back.
Sam was glaring, his hair disheveled, and he muttered under his breath about never forgiving Bucky. 
Bucky, on the other hand, was smug, like he had just won a personal victory.
Sam threw himself back down on the couch, muttering something about "not talking to Barnes for the rest of the week," to which Bucky gave a half-hearted shrug.
He sat down beside you, his arm casually draped across the back of the couch. His eyes flicked down to you, and without a word, he reached out to brush his knuckles lightly over your knee.
“You okay, sunshine?” he asked quietly, only for you to hear.
You smiled. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Bucky’s lips quirked upward, just slightly. “Good,” he said softly. “No one messes with you. Not even Sam.”
The others shared amused looks, but neither of you paid them any mind. Bucky’s protective side made your heart flutter in a way you didn’t quite understand, and you sank further into the couch, curling into his side.
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findbeautyinyourbones · 4 months ago
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robinhuntr · 8 months ago
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Me seeing the new Superman content we’ve been getting and realizing that we’re finally healing from the “Evil Superman” era:
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