#brokenpromisesseries

[haleyhunwritess]

hi haley love, i’m probably sending too many requests i’m so sorry i just feel like i’m being heard here and i feel seen. i’ve been having so many panic and anxiety attacks and i was wondering if you can write something where broken promises stucky help the reader get through it or honestly whoever you’d like. i love you and i hope you’re doing good 🥺

𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬

warning: anxiety/panic attack, mentions of anxious feelings, angst, fluff, dd/lg themes, soft!dark!stucky x little!reader

a/n: hi sweetheart, i'm so sorry you've been feeling that way love 🥺 but i hope you're doing a lot better now and you can always talk to me if you need help, my dms are always open my love <33 also i know you said broken promises but i think this could work as a general fic and for broken promises too, i hope you like it lovely <33 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Sweetheart I need you to put your coat on so that we can leave, we're already very behind on our schedule today. We still have to make dinner when we come home, I promised Steve we would try to cook tonight." Bucky rambled as he quickly slipped his boots on.

It had been kind of a hectic morning. Lots of errands to run, lots of things that needed to be done before a peaceful night in with Steve, who was coming back home after two weeks away.

However, when you woke up this morning, your head was pounding and it felt like heart was about to burst out of your chest. You were feeling uneasy as anxious thoughts were running through your head about everything and nothing at the same time. You didn't know why but sometimes you would have days like these where your anxiety got the best of you, and traumatic memories from your past felt like they occurred moments ago.

You needed a mental health day. There was no way you'd be able to handle a whole day of running errands with Bucky. Even getting out of bed this morning felt like an impossible task.

Of course if you told him how you were feeling, he'd be understanding, and he could help you feel better too. But you were in no mood to talk about your feelings.

It seems unfair but you were hoping Bucky would be able to just sense how you're feeling so you wouldn't have to vocalize how you felt. Normally Bucky would have noticed that you were feeling triggered, however, with it being a stressful and busy day, he was too busy trying to complete everything on his to-do list for today before Steve came home.

Unfortunately, with all these anxiety built up in your chest and how exhausted you were after helping Bucky clean the house, you were feeling more and more vulnerable. You felt so weak. So small. And Bucky had yet to notice.

For some reason, he assumed you were being difficult because of little things that happened throughout the day. First, you ran out of your favourite cereal for breakfast. Then, while you were picking up the dishes from the table, you spilled chocolate milk on one of your favourite sweaters.

There were some other small incidences but after each one Bucky assured you there is an easy fix, and that after today, things would be less chaotic.

Currently, he was trying to get you to slip your coat on but instead you just stood there in front of the front door, huffing with your arms crossed. Normally, Bucky would've laughed and called you adorable for trying to look intimidating but right now he was only getting annoyed since you were now an hour behind on your schedule.

"Baby please just listen to me, just this once. We can even have get my girl a new stuffie while we're out?" Bucky crouched down in front of you, trying to help you put your sneakers on. He could tell you were starting to feel kind of small, and he knew he might be able to bribe you with the promise of a stuffie.

Instead, you just shook your head and kicked him as he tried to put your sneakers on your feet for you. He groaned slightly in pain ad stood up immediately, all the patience having left his body at this point.

"Okay, put your shoes and your coat on right now, and meet me by the car in five minutes, understood?" He snapped. He was clearly very upset with your behaviour and he was not in the mood to deal with it right now.

You were frustrated and feeling even more little now, and you couldn't figure out what to do. All you knew was that you did not want to go out. You just wanted to stay home. Deciding to leave without saying a word, you picked up the sneakers and threw them at the front door before starting to walk away and towards the stairs. However, you didn't get very far as Bucky caught your arm and roughly picked you up in his strong arms. Judging from the expression on his face, he was certainly angry now if he wasn't before.

"What did I just tell you, huh? I'm not in the mood to deal with a brat today. When I put you down, you're going to pick up your sneakers and put them on before joining me outside by the car, is that clear?" He said sternly, while still trying not to lose his temper. Tears started to fill your eyes as soon as you heard his harsh tone towards you, and they almost fell as you noticed he nearly rolled his eyes at them, "Don't you dare with the tears, or I’ll give you something to cry about, doll."

After that, you couldn't help it anymore. Tears started rapidly streaming down your face as you sobbed uncontrollably in his arms. Bucky was shocked at first, he didn't realize you were this upset. He instantly began to apologize as he carried you over to the couch.

Whispering, sweet gentle words and apologizes while trying to calm you down was clearly not going to work this time. No matter how hard he tried to comfort you, you were inconsolable. You could feel your entire body shaking, and no matter how hard Bucky tried to calm you down, you just felt like your heart was on fire. It was getting more and more difficult to breathe. Moving your hand up to rub your chest gently, you tried to get yourself to slow down and work on your breathing. Bucky quickly caught on and carefully picked you up from his lap and put you down on the couch. He quickly got up, and sat down in front of the couch, kneeling in front of you.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's alright, baby. I've got you." He took your other hand in his, rubbing it gently while trying to get you to focus on him, "Just look at me, baby. I need you to look at me so I can help you, babygirl. I need you to focus on my breathing, okay? Do you think you can do that for me sweet girl?"

You looked at him for a second before carefully nodding, making him smile. He leaned up for a second to give you a quick kiss before settling back down and trying to help you again.

Focusing on Bucky, and trying to follow as him as he instructed you to take deep breaths with him. It seemed to be working, however, the anxious thoughts were still there. You didn't know how to tell Bucky though you knew he'd definitely wanna know what just happened.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," Bucky said, as if he just read your mind, "I mean if you want to talk about it then I'm here for you, but I don't want you to feel like you have to. I just wanna know whether or not you're okay, doll."

"I..." You looked away, feeling even more nervous than before. It felt like your body was screaming at you to tell him why you were acting this way and how you felt right now. But you just couldn't, "I just want to be alone for a bit. I don't want to go out, I know you need to get some errands done but I don't think I wanna come with."

"Fuck the errands. So what if we order in again? No big deal, who cares. I need to make sure that you're okay, I can't just leave you alone after that."

"But I'd rather be alone right now, I promise I'm alright." You muttered nervously.

"Sweetheart, are you feeling little at all? Do you think you need da-" Bucky tried pulling you onto his lap to hug you, but instead you pushed him away and interrupted him.

"I'm not. I wanna be left alone." You nearly snapped as you got off the couch. You didn't know why but you were feeling very angry all of a sudden. The anxiety was still there but the implication of being too weak, vulnerable, or small to handle this on your own was making you a little frustrated.

"Umm alright, sweetheart, if you're sure. I guess I'll see you in an hour then, doll?" Bucky got up from the couch awkwardly, scratching the back of his head as he felt slightly confused about what just happened. He knew it was a bad idea to leave you alone but he wanted to respect your decision and give you your space. He quickly left after that, and the second you heard him drive off in his car, you fell back on the couch and started crying once again.

You felt weaker than before and somehow the horrible feeling had reached your stomach making you feel a bit queasy. You couldn't help but wish that you hadn't asked Bucky to leave you alone. You wished that Steve was here too. You felt so small right now, you did not want to be alone. You curled up into a little ball on the couch and hoped that Bucky would be back soon.

After about ten more minutes of crying, you heard the front door open. You quickly looked up from the couch, hoping Bucky had decided to abandon his errands and come home to you instead. However, to your surprise, it seemed that Steve had come home a few hours early, He strolled into the living room towards you with a beaming smile on his face as he was excited to see his girl after being away for so long. Although, that smile disappeared pretty quickly when he noticed your tear-stained face.

"Oh no, pretty girl, what happened to you? Are you hurt?" Steve knelt down in front of you, looking at you with his concern-filled eyes. You quickly shook your head in reply, letting him know that you're not hurt. He could already tell that you were feeling little right now, and didn't seem to be up for much talking, "Bubba, where's Bucky? Why isn't he here with you right now?"

"He left...errands..." You mumbled, looking down at the ground, feeling guilty for practically kicking Bucky out of the house. You looked up at Steve and felt your guilt getting even worse when you noticed the shift in his demeanour. Watching him take his phone out of his pocket and angrily text someone.

"Baby come on, let's get you upstairs to bed for now, okay?" Steve said as he gently rubbed your back for a bit before getting up to you carry you upstairs in his arms. You heard his phone buzz in his pocket, and he stopped in his tracks to check and see what it was before continuing to walk upstiars again.

On the way to your room, you couldn't help but lean into Steve's touch making him smile slightly. He kissed the top of your head before gently putting you down on your bed.

You gulped, feeling guilty about receiving all these sweet attention from him while he clearly seemed mad at Bucky for leaving you alone when you told him what happened downstairs. Although, it was you who asked him to leave you alone, "Daddy please don't be mad. I asked him to leave."

Steve frowned at your words before shaking his head in reply, "Sweet girl, I'm not angry. I'm sorry I made you feel that way but I promise I'm not, okay?"

You slowly nodded in response, still unconvinced. Steve sighed in response and began gently rubbing your back as he spoke, "I'm not angry, I'm just a little upset that Bucky wasn't here while you were feeling this way, pretty girl."

You gulped before answering him in a quiet tone, "I asked him to leave me alone."

"Why would you do that, pretty girl?" Steve asked, although he already knew what happened as Bucky already texted him and explained the situation to him. He was upset that Bucky left, but he wasn't angry once Bucky explained that you asked him to leave. Now, he was just upset that you were all alone while feeling this way.

"Was feeling anxious...didn't wanna talk about it...still don't. Don't really know why I asked him to leave. I'm sorry..." You said, sniffling near the end of your sentence as the tears started flowing down your cheeks once again.

"Oh my sweet girl, it's okay, it's alright. There's no need to apologize, okay? Sometimes feelings like anxiety, or even sadness, make us do silly things. It happens to all of us, even me and Bucky." He carefully wiped your tears away before leaning down to kiss your forehead, "I'm right here, okay? I've got you, sweetheart. You just get some rest, and when Bucky comes home, we'll have a nice night in with some of your favourite pasta and whatever movie you want to watch, okay?"

You smiled and nodded your head in response. Steve smiled back at you and leaned down to kiss you again before getting up to pick up your favourite stuffie for you to cuddle with as you took your much needed nap.

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[haleyhunwritess]

Hi sweetie!!! I think I already send my request for drabble in Broken promises AU but I don't know if you received it.

Little reader has been feeling really sick in the past days, but she didn't told her daddies because she doesn't want to worry them. So one morning she feels like she's gonna faint, her daddies tries to give her the breakfast, but she doesn't want to eat so they punish her (I was thinking for spanks and let her lock in her room).

But when they were to check on her, she was in the ground unconscious and with vomit in her room.

Am such a fan of a lot a angst and fluff in the end 🙂🥺☺️

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩

𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 (𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟳 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘀)

warnings: soft!dark!stucky x little!reader, dark themes

a/n: hi love!! yes i did get the request you sent, i just didn't have a chance to answer it yet but i decided to have that as the next part for broken promises! i hope you like it <3

Steve walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, when he heard her whining at the table. He just came home after going for a run, which was an hour ago, so he was surprised to see her still at the table with Bucky.

“What’s the matter now?” His tone was harsh, sending shivers down her spine. She hated feeling this way. She wished she could tell them what was wrong but for some reason the words just wouldn't leave her mouth. She only whimpered in response and moved her head in the other direction, letting the spoon of oatmeal hit her cheek once again.

She had been moody and cranky all week. It was confusing to see her act this way. Prior to this week, she'd been trying her best to be good for them. She would also make her bed when she got up. She would try to help Bucky cook dinner sometimes. She would tidy up her room without being told to. She was doing really well. Until she woke up one morning and her throat started to feel a scratchy. She wanted to say something to them but they seemed so busy with work that day, she didn't wanna bother them.

The next day she started to feel even worse. She didn't know how to vocalize how she felt. She wanted to tell them how much her throat hurt, and how her head was spinning. She just couldn't get the words out. Her sickness got worse every day, and so did her behaviour. She was surprised, and a little sad, that they hadn't noticed how sick she was. She wasn't trying to be difficult she just didn't feel well.

“It’s nothing, she’s just being a bit fussy about breakfast that’s all.” Bucky sighed, putting the spoon back in the bowl before handing it over to Steve. He could already hear her whining when he handed the bowl over to Steve.

He knew she didn't want Steve to take over him. Bucky was much more gentle with her than Steve. But she didn't leave him any choice.

“You’ve been nothing but a brat all week," Steve took a seat next to her at the table, then moved her chair closer to him. He picked up the spoon and held up it for her, "You’re gonna eat whatever we made for you or you can have no breakfast at all.”

She quickly turned her head the other way when he tried to force the spoon into her mouth. Steve threw the bowl onto the table, making her flinch. He couldn't take the misbehaviour any longer.

“I guess no breakfast at all it is.” He got up from the table, leaving her alone with Bucky. She could feel the tears already forming in her eyes, as the redness on her cheeks grew even darker. She was embarrassed by her behaviour. She was also starving but she didn't want to eat anything because of how much her throat hurt.

“Just go to your room, doll.” Bucky sighed, getting up from the table as well.

She couldn't hold back the tears any longer, they started rolling down her cheeks as she got up and ran upstairs to her room. She started to feel a bit lightheaded as she entered her room. She decided that maybe some sleep will help her feel better.

Steve and Bucky were still downstairs, trying to figure out why she had been acting this way. She was making good progress before she started misbehaving like before. They were worried that maybe Wanda's 'training' had worn off. Steve was worried that maybe they've been a bit too lenient with her behaviour lately. Instead of giving out harsh punishments, they'd been sending her to her room, taking away her devices, or making her go to bed early. Bucky didn't like punishing her the way they did before. He hated the idea of hurting her. Although he did miss her clinginess and neediness after a punishment.

Steve finally convinced him that maybe using 'the box' this one time would help things go back to the way they were. Bucky was a bit skeptical about the idea however he couldn't help but agree that it was worth a shot. He decided he would let Steve deal with that, because he promised he would never hurt like that ever again. This time he intended to keep that promise. He decided he would be there for her after the punishment. He wanted to be there for the aftercare, showering her with his love. Maybe set up a nice bath for her with sweet vanilla-scented candles that she liked so much.

Steve headed upstairs to her room, not bothering to knock before walking in. He looked around her room and noticed how messy her room was. Her clothes were everywhere, her desk had random papers everywhere, and the arts and crafts kit they'd gotten her was all over the floor. Steve tried his best to contain his anger when he noticed that she was asleep. He was about to leave when he saw one of the paint tubes from the art kit was left open. He couldn't hold back any longer when he saw that red paint dripping onto the rug by her bed.

He walked over to her, roughly gripping onto her arm before forcing her to get up. She quickly woke up, whimpering at his tight grip on her arm. He dragged her over to the rug, pointing at it, without saying a word. At first she was confused why he was this angry, then her eyes widened as she noticed the giant stain on the rug.

“I-I didn’t-n“ She tried to come up with an explanation but her throat hurt so much she couldn't get the words out. Aside from the fact that she was sick, she hadn't had anything to drink in a few hours.

“Is that all you have to say for yourself?” Steve looked unimpressed as she stammered nervously. He shook his head and bent down to pick up the tube to stop it from spilling anymore. He knew he was right, the box was the only way for things to go back to the way they were, “I've had enough of this. Go get the box.”

Her eyes widened as soon as he mentioned the box. She hadn't seen it in a while. Not since she started behaving like a good girl. She may have had little slip ups but she made sure to apologize right away, and they would only give her small punishments that in no way harmed her. They knew how afraid she was of the box. There was not a thing in there that didn't make her shiver in fear.

She immediately stepped back, and started to protest but Steve was having none of it, “That’s enough, little girl. You’re only making this harder on yourself.”

She stood there frozen in fear, knowing what was about to happen. Steve rolled his eyes, walking over to the closet to grab the box himself. He swiftly picked her up with one arm, making her yelp and thrash around in his hold with the little energy she had left.

He threw her onto the bed, before putting the box down on the table next to her bed. He easily ripped off her skirt before flipping her over, and letting her lie on her stomach. She prepared herself for his hand to come smacking down any second, but it never did. Instead, she heard the clink of his belt being removed. Suddenly, she felt the belt snap across her and hit her inner thighs. She tried her best to stay quiet, but the second time the belt snapped against her bottom, she couldn't help but cry at the stinging sensation. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, knowing Steve liked to stuff her mouth whenever she made any noise during a punishment. Steve smirked at her attempt to remain quiet as the belt snapped against her again. He put the belt down after the third time, and gently removed her panties, before stuffing them in her mouth. She gagged a bit at the sensation, since she was severely dehydrated and starting to feel dizzy once again. He decided to finally open up the box, taking out some of the special toys that he liked to use. She closed her eyes and hoped it would be over soon when she heard the faint buzzing sound coming from the pink object in his hands.

Eventually, Steve that she'd had enough. He picked up the box and put it away before putting his belt back on. He walked over to the door to walk downstairs then noticed her trying to get up, “Don’t come downstairs unless you’re ready to be my good girl again.”

Everything hurt. Every part of her body felt like it was on fire. She spit out the fabric that was still in her mouth, before starting to cough violently. She struggled to get up from her bed, with her head still spinning. She felt like she was about to throw up, but she didn't wanna make a mess in her room again. Especially after how mad Steve had gotten because of the paint mess. She just barely made it to her bathroom before throwing up everything left in her stomach. She weakly reached for the tissues on the counter to wipe her mouth, before falling back asleep on the bathroom floor.

Bucky decided it was a good time to go check up on her, while Steve was in the living room, nursing away a drink after such an intense hour with her.

Bucky entered her room, and walked over to her bed“Baby? Are you asleep?” He was surprised that she wasn't there. He quickly looked around, finding no sign of her, until he realized the bathroom door was open. His face paled when he noticed her passed out on the floor, “Shit, Steve!”

In less than a minute, Steve came running up the stairs,“What happened?”

“I don’t know, I came up here and she was lying down on the floor. I think she got sick or something. What the hell did you do?” Bucky bent down to pick her up from the floor, and brought her over to her bed. He picked up the glass of water on her bedside table, gently splashing her with some of it in an attempt to wake her up.

“I didn’t do this.” Steve mumbled as he sat down next to her, gently shaking her to try to wake her up.

Bucky saw her eyes flickering lightly and he carefully sat her up in his lap, “Hi, sweetheart. Can you open your eyes for me?”

She slowly opened her eyes, rubbing them a bit as the bright light hit them, “There you go, pretty girl. You’re doing great.” Bucky praised her as he tried to get her to drink some of the water. She tried to refuse but he wouldn't budge. She had a few small sips, and noticed her throat was already starting to feel a bit better. She quickly drank the entire glass before handing it back over to Bucky.

“What happened, sweetheart? Are you feeling sick?” Steve gently rubbed her back, feeling guilty about the way he treated her earlier. He knew he was rough with her but that couldn't have caused this. Right?

She coughed a little before mumbling, "Been feeling sick. Sorry didn't tell you." Her throat still hurt quite a bit so she couldn't talk much but at least she was able to tell them what happened.

Steve and Bucky instantly felt guilty as they realized that she had been sick all this time. Bucky knew there had to be another reason she was behaving this way, it wasn't just to gain attention from them. Steve knew he had messed up. He shouldn't have been so rough with his delicate little girl. He should've known she wasn't trying to be bad. The fact that he'd done that to her while she was already feeling ill made his guilt ten times worse.

Bucky put his arms around tightly, wanting to do nothing but make her feel better. She hissed at the burning sensation from the aftermath of Steve's torment, and he quickly apologized, loosening his grip on her, “Don’t worry, doll. Everything is gonna be alright. We’re gonna take care of you.”

Steve grabbed her hand, bringing it up to his lips to give it a kiss before looking up at her with a sad expression on his face, “Why didn’t you tell us, doll? We could’ve helped you.”

“Didn’t wanna bother…” She mumbled, as she felt her cheeks getting redder at all the attention she was getting.

Bucky kissed the side of her head before turning her to look at him,“You never have to worry about that with us, doll. You’re never a bother. You just get some rest, okay?”

She slowly nodded before looking up at him,“Will you cuddle?…”

“Yes, pretty girl.” He smiled at her and helped her lie down carefully, before getting up to grab the lotion for her.

She looked back at Steve, "You too?"

He smiled at her, laying down next to her, “Of course, sweetheart.” Steve was a little surprised she wanted to be around him even after the way he treated her but he didn't want to bring it up. He quietly promised to make it up to her as soon as she got better.

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[haleyhunwritess]

brokenpromisesau! imagine bucky coming home from a mission/work trip and hes so exhaustedd he goes straight to bed but bby tries to wake him because she really missed him🥺🥺🥺

bucky coming home exhausted after a week and reader being excited to see him (blurb for broken promises)

bucky finally comes back from a week long work trip late at night. to say his girl missed him was an understatement

when she realizes that bucky is finally home, she runs over to their room to wake him up

but being the meanie he is, steve won't let her

“He needs to sleep, pretty girl. You can see him later, let’s get you some breakfast in the mean time.”

she pouts at him and turns back around to wake him up, but steve quickly picks her up and drags her down to the kitchen

he thought maybe some food might help her feel less cranky. boy was he wrong

“Hey, hey! Stop that right now.” steve snaps at her, watching her throw the spoon on the ground

“I hate this! I’m a big girl! I don’t wanna eat this!” she whines and picks up the bowl of oatmeal to throw it on the ground

steve would take the bowl from her before she could throw it though and just glare at her, making her shift uncomfortably in her seat

he would effortlessly pick her up and putting her down on his lap. he'd be holding her arms down while trying to force her to eat her breakfast.

“Wan’ dada!” she would just keep crying loudly for him, spitting out the oatmeal every time steve tried to feed her

bucky would eventually wake up from all loud noise and get out of bed to find out why his babygirl is crying

“What’s going on out here?” he'd walk into the kitchen and she would instantly try to push steve away to go to bucky

“Dada! Wan’ dada! Daddy being mean!” she would keep crying till steve finally brings her over to bucky

she'd lift her arms up for him to pick her up, and he'd smile at her and quickly scoop her up in his arms

steve would just roll his eyes and walk out of the kitchen, mumbling something on his way out

“Aw, my babygirl missed me, huh?”

she'd be resting her head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent that she missed so much. smiling so much because he was finally home

“My dada”

making my heart melt 🥺🥺

[haleyhunwritess]

hiii lovey!! do you think in the brokenpromisesau they ever give her the silent treatment like after she's bad or keeps saying she doesn't need them and they like start ignoring her or just keeping their distance and she kinda breaks and goes to them?

the silent treatment (broken promises drabble!)

yesss they would definitely do that if she's acting up and she'd be so confused at first but she'd try to get their attention to see what happens

“Dada up, please?”

bucky would feel so bad saying no but he knew steve would be pissed at him if he gave in

“Not right now, sweetie. Daddy has to wake up early for work tomorrow morning.”

“Oh…um okay.”

and then the next morning she'd go to their room and try to wake up steve for morning cuddles

he would just hum in response but then get up to go take a shower and leave her on the bed

she'd sit there pouting and turn to bucky but he'd just pretend he was sleeping because he knew if he looked at her sad face he'd break in an instant

eventually when they sit down for dinner and bucky and steve only talk to each other she'd start crying and go to her room

bucky would quickly get up to run after her but steve wouldn't let him

"Trust me, she needs this."

they would go see her at bedtime and she'd try to hug bucky but he wouldn't let her.

"Sorry, doll, I gotta get to bed."

she'd start bawling her eyes out and they would quickly comfort her

“P-please, please I’m sorry! I-I- I didn’t mean to be bad! Please, I’m sorry!”

steve would quickly pick her up and hug her tightly “hey, hey, it’s alright! sweetheart, calm down it’s okay!”

"no you're mad at me" she'd keep crying in his arms

“doll, come here. come on, come to dada, pretty girl.” bucky would eventually take her from steve and gently rub her back to calm her down

“No one is upset with you, okay? Princess, you said you wanted to be a big girl. We just listened to you, babygirl, it doesn’t mean we don’t love you.”

“D-don’t wanna be a big girl. Want you…” she'd mumble, feeling a bit embarrassed

“Aww is that right, pretty baby? Huh? Did someone miss being babied by her Dada? Miss Daddy calling you by sweet little nicknames?” bucky would smirk at her, teasing her to see her blush

“Mhmm I think someone likes being our little girl, huh? Aww is babygirl feeling cranky because she didn’t get her morning cuddles?” steve would join in and tease her as well

“We told you, sweetness. We know what’s best for you. You believe us, now?”

ughhh they're so evil. but honestly dark!stucky just hits different.

guys please send in some christmas/holiday requests i'm really in the mood to write some

[haleyhunwritess]

hi!!! i stumbled upon your broken promises series and love it a lot❣️ i realized that although it's ddlg stucky daddies don't rly seem to engage with baby sexually? it's just a lot of spanking when she misbehaves! so i'm curious do you plan on writing smut for them?? a little sleepy cuddles?? teaching baby to pleasure her princess parts??? i think it would be sooo😳😩🥵

blurb for broken promises: be a good girl for us

warnings: dark!daddy!stucky x reader, smut, ddlg themes

a/n: oh definitely. i haven't written smut for it yet but i definitely want to. i think in terms of engaging with hersexually they took their time and sort of did things at her pace. i did write a blurb a while ago but i didn't get a chance to post it but here it is!

She had fallen asleep after a rather brutal punishment from Steve for being bratty all afternoon and saying 'no' to everything he asked her to do. He tried to be patient with her but he just couldn't take it anymore after she 'accidentally' knocked over the milk after he asked her to go stand in the corner for timeout. He dragged her back to their room and she knew she was in trouble. At first she thought he was just going to spank her or humiliate her by dressing her up in an outfit that played into his fantasy. The last time she misbehaved like this, he told her if she wanted to act like a bratty little baby, then she should dress like one too. He made her walk around in an embarrassing set of light pink panties that had little satin ties on the sides. He didn't let her wear anything but the panties the entire day, forcing her into his arms whenever she felt cold.

However this time, he decided he wanted to try something else. He threw her on the bed, before getting up to lock the door. She gulped as she noticed the punishment box in his hands. Knowing that Bucky wasn't home, she felt even more terrified that nobody could save her from this punishment.

He put the box down on the bedside table before pulling her to the edge of the bed. He carelessly tore off her panties and threw them on the ground before climbing on top of her. She closed her eyes, too afraid to open them. However, she quickly opened them up as she felt his fingers starting to trace her inner thighs. She looked at him with a confused expression on her face, wondering why he was trying to make her feel good when he brought her there for a punishment. He slowly started to move up, gently circling his thumb over clit. She bit her lip and tried her best to be quiet as he started rubbing her faster, however, she couldn't help but moan his name as he spread her legs further apart. However, just as another moan escaped her lips, he took his fingers away making her whimper and beg him to continue. Ignoring her protests, he grabbed her wrists, holding them down above her head, and took out the wand from the box. She'd seen it before but she'd never gotten a chance to try it. He carefully turned it on and placed it between her legs, turning up the setting every now and then. The minute he could feel her getting closer, he would quickly turn down the setting to the lowest, making her whimper and beg. Tears were streaming down her face as he turned off the wand and replaced it with his fingers again. She begged him to let her finish but he just chuckled and said, "Only good girls get to cum."

Eventually, he stopped torturing her and got up to put the box away and wash his hands. He left her crying on the bed for him, till she eventually cried herself to sleep. However, she woke up when she felt the wand pressed up against her once again. She opened her eyes to see Bucky standing over, gently pressing the wand against her.

"It's my turn now, pretty girl. Maybe if you're good for Dada, I'll let you cum in a bit."

[haleyhunwritess]

Hey there! I love your writing and am looking forward to seeing more from you! How would Stucky (Broken Promises AU) react to their baby wanting to go outside to play in the snow? <3 Would they worry about her getting sick or running away? I forget if they allow her to go to parks or outside at all tbh. Anyways, hope you have an amazing week and Happy Holidays!!!

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰 (𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞)

warnings: soft!darkstucky x little!reader, angsty but mostly fluff

𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 (𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬)

a/n: so i'm gonna try to write a few more drabbles/blurbs/fics today especially the holiday themed ones! send in any requests you may have and I'll try to answer them!

Bucky sighed as he shook his head once again at her request to go outside to play in the snow.

“But why not?” She mumbled, pouting at his response.

“Because I said so.” He said, looking at her sternly.

She looked away from him, and looked back out the window again. She knew she shouldn't push it but she was excited to play in the snow, “But look at the snow, it’s so pretty. Just wanna play in it for a bit.”

He sighed while looking down at her, “I know you do, doll, but we can’t have you getting sick. Or trying to run away…” he mumbled that last part so she wouldn't hear him.

“But daddy promised he would let me!”

When she woke up that morning, she was so excited to play outside in the snow once she looked out her window and saw their backyard. She asked Steve that morning and he promised her he would let her play outside for a bit, maybe even at the park.

Bucky was getting tired of saying no to his little girl, “Well he didn’t talk to me about it, and I already said no. I’m not changing my mind, go upstairs to your room.”

She quickly got up and ran upstairs to her room, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sobbed loudly. She threw herself onto the pile of stuffies on her bed, before curling in, hugging her knees to her chest. Eventually she got up to play with some of her stuffies that were next to the chair in the corner. She heard her door open but she was too upset to turn around to see who it was.

“Hi, pretty girl. What are you up to?” Steve sat down next to her, crossing his legs.

“Playing.” She mumbled quietly, not wanting to talk.

“What are you playing, sweetheart.” He gently brushed the hair away from her face.

“Just playing…” She mumbled again, turning away from him.

He sighed and pulled her towards him before wrapping his arms around her, “Can I at least get a hug, sweetheart? I haven’t seen you all day.” She shrugged and turn around to hug him back. He noticed how sad she looked, and he instantly felt guilty, “What’s with the pouting, sweetheart? Still upset with Dada?”

“You promised…” She mumbled, resting her head on his chest.

Steve sighed and picked her up, “I know I did but I should’ve talked to Dada about it first. I know I promised to take you to the park, but how about the backyard for now? We can still play with the snow.” He took her over to her window, and she looked outside at their backyard. It wasn't the park but at least it was something.

“Will you play with me?” She looked up at him, with a small smile.

He smiled back, and carried her over to her bed before gently putting her down, “Of course, sweetheart. All three of us can play.”

She started fidgeting with her thumbs nervously, “Will dada let me go outside?”

“You leave that up to me, pretty girl. How about you start getting dressed? It’s very cold outside, we gotta make sure you’re wearing something really warm, okay?” He gently kissed her forehead, then left her room to walk downstairs to talk to Bucky. He walked over to the kitchen and noticed Bucky chopping up some vegetables for dinner.

“B—”

“No.”

“Just hear me out—”

“I already said no.”

“We won’t go to the park, okay? Just the backyard for now. She won’t go anywhere.” Steve sighed, walking over to him and placing his hand on Bucky's shoulder.

“It’s not just that, it’s freezing outside, she’s gonna get sick.” Bucky argued, putting down is knife.

“No she won’t, she’ll be bundled up in multiple layers so she doesn’t get cold. You need to relax, she’ll be fine.” Steve rolled his eyes, walking over to the fridge to get a drink, “I honestly think the park is a great idea.”

Bucky looked up at him with a shocked look on his face. A month ago they had to get Wanda's help just to make her wanna stay with them, and now he wants to take her outside and possibly ruin that progress? “Really? And what if someone sees her there? She may not wanna leave but if we bump into somebody that she might recognize then what if she tries to leave again, or they try to take her from us?”

Steve sighed, taking her sippy out of the cupboard and started to fill it up with juice, “I know, but how long are we gonna live like this? She needs to go outside, and not just the backyard. I’m sick of this. We brought her here so that we could take care of her and keep her happy, but she’s miserable just sitting here in the house all day. Aren’t you sick of it too?”

“It’s not like I haven’t thought about, and yeah it would be fun to take her out, take her to the park or show her off to our friends,” Bucky grumbled, sitting down at the table. He wanted to take her outside, go places with her, show her his favourite places in Brooklyn, but he was terrified something bad would happen, “I’m just scared something will happen.”

“Nothing is gonna happen, we’ll go for an hour, that's it. If she wants to continue playing then we can always come back to the house and play in the backyard. She’ll love it, come on.” Steve reassured him, as he screwed the lid back on her sippy.

“Alright, fine.” Bucky sighed, knowing Steve was probably right.

“Daddy, I’m ready…” She walked the stairs, excited to show Steve her outfit but quickly started to feel shy when she realized Bucky was there too.

“You look adorable, sweetheart. Is that the sweater Natty got you last week?” Steve walked over to her, handing her her sippy, “You look very nice, sweetheart, very cozy.”

“Thank you, Daddy…” She mumbled and took the cup from him, taking a small sip from it.

“You look very pretty, doll.” Bucky walked over to her, picking her up in his arms. She quickly mumbled a thank you, before looking away from him.

“You’re gonna be the prettiest girl at the park, huh?” Bucky smiled, kissing her forehead.

“The park?” She quickly looked up at Bucky and then at Steve. Did that mean Steve had convinced him to let her go to the park?

Bucky chuckled at he reaction, “Did you not wanna go anymore, angel?”

“No I wanna go!” She quickly replied, “But you said I couldn’t…”

“Well I guess Steve is right, it might be fun for you. But we gotta make sure you’re wearing another sweater on top of this and then your jacket, okay?" He put her back down on the floor, "We gotta bring your mittens and hat, oh and don’t forget to wear your boots.”

Steve rolled his eyes and grabbed his coat off the rack, “Alright, Bucky. You go get dressed and we’ll meet you in the car, okay?”

Bucky looked at him sternly, “Another sweater on top, Steve. I’m not kidding.”

“Okay, okay. Just go get dressed and come back quickly.” Steve reassured him before practically forcing him up the stairs, “You excited, sweetheart?” She quickly nodded, handing Steve her sippy to go upstairs to put on another sweater.

Once everybody was dressed in warm clothes, they headed to the park. They played there for about an hour until their little girl started to feel a bit cold. They decided it was a good time to go home, especially before it got too dark. They made their way back to the car, as Bucky was holding her in his arms.

“Thank you for taking me to the park! I had so much fun!” She kissed his cheek before resting her head on his shoulder.

“Oh yeah? Did you wanna go again sometime, doll?”

“Yes, please!”

They finally made it home, and quickly ran inside the house to warm up. Bucky helped her change into a pair of warm PJs while Steve made some hot chocolate. Bucky took her back downstairs to the living room, just as Steve walked in with her cup of hot cocoa.

“Here you go, pretty girl. One hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles.” Steve walked over with the cup in his hand, as Bucky sat down with her on his lap.

“Thank you, daddy!” She tried taking the cup from him, but Bucky quickly took it before she could.

“It’s really hot, be careful, doll.” He held onto the cup for her, lightly blowing on it to make sure it wasn't too hot for her before letting her take a sip.

“Are you still feeling cold, sweetheart?” Steve sat down next to them, picking up the remote to turn on a movie.

She took a sip from the cup before answering him, “I’m okay now, the fireplace is helping.”

“Alright, sweetheart. Just finish your drink and then we can cuddle up, okay?” She quickly nodded at him and turned her attention to the screen to see what movie Steve was going to put on.

“How about a Christmas movie tonight?”

“Can we watch a barbie one? The Christmas carol one, please?” She asked, hoping he'll out on one of her favourite Christmas movies. He searched for it on the TV, and she quickly pointed at the screen when she spotted it. He clicked the 'play now' button, and they turned in for a cozy night in.

[haleyhunwritess]

I love broken promises!💕💕 how do they spoil her? Like when she behaves, what are things they’ll allow her to do. Also who else knows that they took her? Like we know Wanda helped with her mind and stuff but do they all agree with what they’re doing. You’re a great writer by the way! 💕💕💕

hi love <3 i would say both of them spoil her in different ways, like when she behaves bucky would constantly praise her for being a good girl and behaving, he'd spend some time cuddling with her, giving her kisses and making her feel just so loved. steve would maybe buy her something to show her how much he loves her like a new stuffie or something pretty to wear like a necklace with their initials or a pretty set of lingerie he thinks you would look good in.

not many people know that they took her, so far its only their closest friends like wanda and nat. theyre scared someone will try to take her away if too many people find out.

[haleyhunwritess]

Hi there! I love your broken promises series 🥰 Sorry if this is already done or asked, but I wonder what a play date would look like or a get together with the other avengers would be like. Would Bucky and Steve allow their little to go on play dates or meet their fellow teammates? (Besides Wanda and Bruce ofc)

Thank you for the amazing series and I can’t wait to see more!!!!❤️❤️❤️

hiii, no it's okay i actually don't think i've talked about that before ❤️

i think she would be very shy when she first meets anyone, especially nat. she felt kinda intimidated by her because of her strong personality and how different she is from her. of course nat played a role in getting her settled in with bucky and steve. she definitely might've scared her a bit in the beginning and showed her scary the real world is and how safe she is with bucky and steve.

after she got to know her more tho, she started to love spending time with her. she loves going out with nat for a girls day and go out to shop or for lunch. she loves coming home to tell the boys about her day and show them all the things nat helped her buy.

if she met others like sam or tony, she'd be spoiled rotten by them. she'd love spending time with them and having them watch over her instead of staying home by herself with all the doors and windows locked up so that she can't escape leave without their permission. she would appreciate their company for sure because she gets lonely sometimes.

[haleyhunwritess]

For broken promises, why are they so strict with her? Like with one look she knows not to do anything or stop doing something. Are there times where they are more lenient. As in no punishments.

they're very strict with her but there are definitely times where they are more lenient with her, especially when they know she's having a rough day, or perhaps feeling very little. overtime they get less strict with her, they're just not as lenient right now because they think she's still resisting them and not fully allowing them to take care of her. i think after wanda helped them out they're more lenient and start treating her better because she's not as scared as she used to be.

i think peter was another reason they were very strict at first because they knew she still had feelings him at that time and wanted to find an excuse to take out their anger on her.

[haleyhunwritess]

i was reviewing the new chapter i posted for broken promises and just realized it says S and B instead of the characters names, is that only happening to me or is it showing up like that for everyone else too?🥲🥲

[haleyhunwritess]

send some asks/requests and blurbs for the broken promises au! 🥰

[haleyhunwritess]

just reblogging if anyone wants to reread the series<3…and maybe give me some ideas for another part🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Broken Promises

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏: 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 (𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘹 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳 (𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬).

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐: 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥. 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. (𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘹 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳. (𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬). 𝗔𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑: 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘹 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝘈 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. (𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬).

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟒: 𝐅𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 (𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘹 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝘈𝘯 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 (𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬).

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟓: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 (𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘹 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟔: 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺!𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘹 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦

au!/drabbles

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 (𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐔!): 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧

𝐫��𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞’𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦

𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬

𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦

[haleyhunwritess]

Every little thing about you

𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 (Part 6 of Broken Promises)

A/N: Okay if you can't already tell, this hasn't been properly edited so I apologize in advance but I just really wanted to post this today so here is the new part for Broken Promises

Warnings: Dark!Stucky, Dark DD/LG themes

“When is Natty coming over, dada? You said she’d be here by now!” She jumped on her bed excitedly, waiting for Bucky to pick out an outfit for her.

“Have patience my little love, she’ll be here soon.” He replied. while looking through her closet.

“I want her to meet Alpine! And then maybe she can convince daddy to get me my own pet…” She jumped out of bed to help him choose an outfit, but then quickly sat back down when he looked at her with a stern expression on his face.

“Patience, love. Don’t worry about that, I’m sure I can help you convince daddy, don’t need Nat’s help with that.”

“Really?”

“Yes but you have to be behave and be a good girl, okay?” He smiled at her as he laid out her outfit on the bed.

“Yes, dada, I will! I promise!”

“That’s my good girl.”

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“Auntie Nat, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure thing, dove, what is it?”

“Do you know who gave daddy that pretty necklace? D-does he have another little girl…maybe someone who’s more of a good girl…” She mumbled while looking out the window, feeling embarrassed for some reason.

“Dove, I don’t know what necklace you’re referring to but I know you’re the only girl on his mind, okay? Maybe the necklace was supposed to be a surprise for you?”

“Nuh uh, it has the letter P on it…”

“Maybe it stands for Princess?” Nat frowned, trying to remember what necklace she was talking about. If this was the necklace Peter gave her, the guys wouldn't just leave it lying around for her to find, right?

“I don’t know…you don’t think he’ll get rid of me? Right?”

“Oh, my sweet girl, of course not! He’d never even dream of that, alright? Now, no more tears, okay? We’re supposed to have a fun girl’s day, come on, what do you want to do next? How about we get your pretty hair done? And then we can get some lunch? Does that sound like a good plan?”

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“Fuck, she still remembers the necklace?” Steve groaned as he sat down in his chair, holding the necklace in his hand.

“Did you seriously think she was just gonna forget about it or something?” Nat rolled her eyes, taking the necklace from him and looking at the P inital that was engraved on the back.

“No but…I don’t know. What should I do?”

“Well she doesn’t know it’s hers, in fact she was worried you got it for someone else. You could probably just give it to her as a present so she doesn’t think anything of it.”

“Are you insane? If we give her the necklace then she’ll eventually figure out where we got that necklace from and that we took it from her. Let’s just let her forget about it.”

“Yeah that clearly didn’t work out too well for you, she still remembers it and she’s got a lot of questions clearly. Why don’t you ask Wanda to erase that memory from her mind?”

“I would but I have no idea where she is,” Steve groaned… “He’s gonna kill me. I should’ve locked that fucking door, or actually I should’ve thrown that necklace away.”

“You can’t do that…you know how much it means to her.”

“She doesn’t even remember it. She doesn’t even remember him. If she somehow starts to remember her past she’ll remember what we did to her, and what we did to him. God I can still remember the look on her face when we told her the truth.”

flashback

“Please just let me go…” She whimpered, trying to move back on the couch to get away from them.

“Darling, I don’t know how many times we’ve told you that you belong here. This is where you belong now.” Bucky frowned and moved closer to her.

“But w-what about—”

“What about your parents? Do you really wanna go back to them? Do you not remember how they treated you? How often did you waste your tears over them?”

“Please just let me…please let me go back. I won’t tell anyone, please.” She started to cry, once again. It felt like she'd been crying nonstop ever since they got her.

“Sweetheart, this is for your own good, you need to stay with us. We love you, we care for you, what more do you want? No one has ever loved for you the way we do.”

“Peter did…”

“Don’t you dare say his name ever again.”

“Peter loved me. If he was here, he wouldn’t have let you take me.”

“And that’s exactly why we got rid of him.”

“Y-you what?”

“Nothing. Go back to your room.”

“You’re the ones who…it was you? You did that to him?”

“We did what was best for you.”

end of flashback

“It’s okay, Steve. Don’t worry about her. I’m sure we can come up with something.”

“I really hope so.”

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“Good morning, sweetheart. Oh, you look so beautiful in the morning.” Bucky smiled at her, gently stroking her back as she sat up and stretched her arms. “Oh big stretch, my pretty baby,”

“Come on, let’s go have some breakfast, hopefully your Daddy will be back from his run soon.” He got off the bed before picking her up and carrying her downstairs.

“Dada, how come Auntie Wanda doesn’t visit anymore?” She put her arms around his neck before putting her head down on his shoulder.

“Um she’s just busy with work, darling. Why do you ask?” He frowned, trying to think of an excuse.

“No reason, just miss her. Sometimes I feel like I can hear her, like yesterday at the park. Just makes me miss her.”

“Well we’ll have to ask her to make some time to come see you, huh?”

“Yes please, daddy! I wanna show her the necklace Daddy gave me last night!” She grinned as she showed off her new necklace to Bucky.

“He gave you a what?” His eyes widened as he looked at the necklace around her neck.

“A necklace, dada! Look! Daddy said you helped him pick out the pretty necklace!”

“Ah yes…that necklace.” He tried to hide the surprised look on his face.

“Daddy wouldn’t say what the P means but Natty said it stands for Princess, is that true, Dada?”

“Yes, princess, of course it does. My smart girl. How about you give me the necklace for now? I’ll hold onto it and make sure to keep it somewhere safe. How does that sound?”

“Ummm…Dada I’ll keep it safe I pinky promise!”

“Okay, doll, but how about you give it to me for now so it doesn’t get dirty while you have breakfast, you know you spill on your clothes sometimes, imagine if you got something on the necklace, huh?” He smiled, placing her down on the kitchen counter and gently stroking her back.

“Okay, Dada…here.”

“Thank you, sweetheart. I promise I’ll keep this safe, okay? Now come on let’s go down to the kitchen and we can have some waffles.”

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“How could you do such a stupid fucking thing.” Bucky yelled as he threw the necklace on Steve's desk.

“I wasn’t thinking…” Steve rolled his eyes and put the necklace in his pocket.

“Yeah no shit you weren’t thinking! You actually gave her the fucking necklace, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Will you keep your voice down? Nat said it was a good idea, she said she’ll stop asking questions…” Steve quickly got up to shut the door, hoping his little girl couldn't hear them arguing.

“Right, and what happens when the necklace starts to remind her of what happened?”

Steve placed his hand on Bucky's shoulder, rubbing it gently to calm him down, “That’s what I said to Nat, but she insisted there’s very little chance of that happening....She’s right, you know? If we give her the necklace now then she’ll stop asking questions and digging deeper.”

“Really? Is that why she asked me what the initial P stands for? She told me you wouldn’t tell her what it stands for. Did you think that would get her to stop asking questions?” Bucky moved Steve's hand away, raising his voice again.

“I was really tired, and I couldn’t think of anything so I just told her I’ll tell her later. Will you drop it now? She won’t find out.”

“You’re seriously dumber than you look if you believe that. You should've just gotten rid of it."

"I can't do that...you know how much that necklace meant to her--"

"It doesn't mean a thing to her. Not anymore."

"Will you just fucking listen to me? If she ever finds out, you think she'll ever be able to forgive us for throwing it out? It was the last thing he gave her, and as much as it hurts to say this, she loved him."

"Exactly. She loved him. Loved. Past tense. She doesn't even remember him, she doesn't love him anymore."

"You're not listening to me. I hate this as much as you do, but you know I'm right. If she ever snaps out of Wanda's control, you know how hurt she will be when she remembers what happened. She won't listen to us, she'll think we're cruel, and it'll be the same cycle all over again. At least by keeping some things from her past, she might be able to accept us and maybe forgive us...I don't know I'm rambling, Nat explained it much better." He sighed, sitting down at his desk. "My point is, we need these things from her past just in case...Don't let your jealousy get the best of you."

"Okay, everything you just said is total bullshit. First of all, I'm not jealous of anyone, in fact you were the one who wanted him gone in the first place. Secondly, do you really think that keeping things from her past will help her accept and forgive us? Nat is wrong about this because if we don't completely get rid of her past she won't be able to accept her new life. I thought that was the whole reason you got rid of him."

flashback

"Hey, Peter, miss me already?" She smiled, waiting for a flirty comeback, but instead she heard an unfamiliar voice asking for her name and telling her to come down to the emergency department at the General Hospital as soon as possible. Apparently, he'd been shot while him and his aunt were walking home from the store. They didn't give her any more details, but just told her that he refused to go to surgery without seeing her first.

"Hi, I'm looking for Peter, he was shot- oh his last name is P. I was told he was admitted here-"

"Ma'am, it's alright, you need to calm down. I'll search him up right now."

"Please hurry- May! Where is he?" She burst into tears the second she saw May walking towards her. She jumped into her arms, hugging her tightly, thankful that nothing had happened to her.

"I'm so sorry, it's not looking good...he wants to see you before they take him for surgery." May held her hand and walked her to his room, letting her go in on her own to give them some privacy.

She walked in and her heart clenched at the sight of blood all over his clothes, and she stood there quietly watching the nurses try their best to stop the bleeding and prep him for surgery.

"You made it." His voice cracked but he smiled through the pain, trying to sit up for her. She quickly walked over to him to stop him, gently rubbing his head.

"W-what happened to you? Who did this?"

"I don't know, darling." He smiled sadly, before reaching over to grab something from the table next to him. "(Y/N), gimme your hand, I need to give you something before they take me." He handed her a little jewelry box and a letter.

"What is this?"

"Read the letter first, and then look inside the box." He tried to sit up again to kiss her forehead, but before he could even get up he started coughing out blood.

"Peter! H-help him please, w-what happened?" She quickly got up to make room for the doctors to help him. Despite her protests, one of the nurses eventually kicked her out of the room. She sat down next to May, who was sitting outside Peter's room, quietly crying and hoping her beloved nephew would be alright. She noticed the letter and the box in her hands and shook her head while laughing.

"That stubborn little idiot. He told me he didn't know if he'd make it so he had to see you before the surgery, and I guess this is why." She nodded at the letter and the box in her hand, before getting up. "I'm gonna go get some coffee, you wanna come with me, hon?" May looked at [Y/N], who just shook her head and instead began to read his letter.

[Y/N]

Okay, you know better than anyone how bad I am with words. But you also know that I would never have the courage to say this to you out loud. As much as I would love to see that beautiful smile on your face while you're reading this, I don't think I'll able to handle it because you make me nervous, I mean I'm literally rambling in my letter right now just thinking about you.

All you need to know is that I love you. I love every little thing about you. I love you even when you don't love yourself. I adore every single thing about you. Every flaw, every weakness, every detail of your skin, every little thing that makes you who you are, I love it. I love all of it, and I love all of you.

Do you remember that one time we were passing by that jewelry store you love, and you told me that the necklace on display in the window was just like the one your sister owned? I wasn't able to get it for you then but after saving up for a year (yes a whole year), I finally got it. I remember you told me how safe you felt around your sister when your parents were tormenting you. I know how much it hurts now that she's not around but I was hoping this necklace might bring you a little peace and remind you that she's always watching over you, especially on your hardest days. I did add a little something on the back that will hopefully remind you of me. That way I can be there for you on your hardest days as well.

Love,

Peter

She couldn't hold in her cries any longer, she couldn't believe he remembered the necklace. She didn't even remember it.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked up to see May crying silently, while shaking her head. "he didn't...he di- he's gone..."

She never even got to tell him she loves him too.

[haleyhunwritess]

Pls make more part for broken promise. Maybe until it got the ending that the reader is free or whatever you wanna make it. I just love everything about part 4 you just made. You're just sooo talented that your stories touch my heart sometimes it makes my heart flinch in sad or happy way. I just found your blog and you're starting to be my fav writter

The Necklace

Warnings: Dark DD/LG themes, read previous parts of Broken Promises for more.

A/N: Ahhh omg, that's very sweet of you, I'm really glad you're enjoying my work, there is going to be more parts to Broken Promises, so she's not free...yet. But please DM me or send me an ask if you have any ideas about something you'd like to see!!

"No, no, no! You're doing it all wrong!!" Bucky chuckled softly as she pouted at him. He scooped her up and placed her on the counter after setting the pink frosting-filled piping bag down.

This had been going on for the past two hours ever since Bucky suggested that they try making Steve some cookies so he'll finally stop giving Bucky the silent treatment for bringing home a stray cat without even talking to him first. Steve was still a little apprehensive because of what Wanda said to him, even though things were beginning to improve after she had helped them. Bucky argued that Steve was being overly neurotic and said that this could be perfect addition to their little family and even help their girl adjust more if necessary.

Bucky decided to make him a special treat with his girl, who was overjoyed to have a new pet. Bucky promised to let her have some of the leftover cookie dough if she helped him, which she couldn't say no to.

"Okay fine, how should I be doing this then, princess?"

"Well maybe you should try to make them...I don't know...prettier?" Bucky fake gasped at her comment while trying to hold back a smile, making her giggle a bit.

"What do you mean? They're not pretty enough for you, doll?"

"They don't even look like hearts! It looks messy and there is frosting everywhere!"

"Alright, alright! Let's skip the frosting then, the cookies are sweet enough."

"No! I want frosting on them! Just let me do it please?" She sulked, wanting to get off the counter and towards him. She held out her arms for him, and he moved closer, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist and wrap her arms around his neck.

"Yeah? Do you want to try doing it all by yourself, doll?" She nodded and leaned in for a kiss.

"Yes! I promise I'll be good, Dada." She held out her pinky for him and he grinned softly before wrapping his pinky around hers.

"Alright fine, but are you sure you're up for this, princess? I don't know if my little girl can do this, she is such a little baby." He teased her, making her blush and whine lightly.

"Mhmm...little babies aren't supposed to help out in the kitchen, are they? I can't have my babygirl getting hurt." He leaned in to give her a kiss, making her blush even harder. She quickly covered up her face, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

"Hey, hey! Don't start now. No whining, okay?" His hand gently stroked her thigh before smacking it as he gave her a harsh look while gazing into her eyes.

"See what I mean? Such a little baby, oh my. It's okay, doll. I'll finish this, how about you go have some cuddles with our new kitty on the couch?" She quickly nodded, and he picked her up off the counter and put her down to go find Alpine.

"Alpine?" She called out for the cat a few times, while looking around the living room. "Dada, where is Alpine?"

"I don't know sweetheart, maybe check upstairs."

She began walking up the stairs, hissing at the cold hardwood flooring beneath her feet, and eventually made her way up to her bedroom in search of the cat, however, she still couldn't find her new beloved friend. With a pout, she decided to go down the hall and see if Steve was awake yet.

She was passing by Steve's office when she thought she heard Alpine in there. She knew she wasn't allowed to go into S's office unless he gave her permission. Maybe he was inside? She decided to knock on the door a few times before calling out for S to see if he was inside.

"Daddy?"

She hesitantly twisted the doorknob of Steve's office room, cautiously slipping inside, and quietly closing the door behind her. She grinned as she saw Alpine perched atop Steve's desk.

"Alpine! I've been looking everywhere for you!" She approached the desk and attempted to pick up the cat, but the feline leapt off and rushed towards the front of the desk, knocking over a sizeable box that held many files and a few other items.

"Oh no! Why did you do that, Alpine?! Daddy is not gonna be happy about this, and he already wants you to leave...Should I tell Dada? No...maybe Dada will think Daddy is right... I'll just clean it up..." She quickly crouched down to put everything back in the box so Steve wouldn't find out what happened.

She picked up one of the necklaces that fell out of the box. A beautiful small heart-shaped gold necklace with the initial P engraved on it. It looked strangely familiar, and it made her smile, but she couldn't figure out why.

She stopped dead in her tracks when she abruptly heard noise coming from Steve's room. She waited until it was quiet again before putting everything back in the box. For some reason, she didn't want to put the necklace back into the box when she realized it was the last thing left from the box.�� She knew she should return it, but maybe Steve wouldn't notice? She hurriedly placed the box back where it belonged and slipped the necklace in the pocket of her pants.

"Alpine, come on let's go, we'll go find Dada and bring some cookies upstairs for Daddy!" The cat left the room as soon as she opened the door. She sighed in relief and swiftly exited the room, firmly closing the door behind her as she followed the cat downstairs to go see Bucky.

"There you are, doll. I thought you were going to cuddle with Alpine on the couch." Bucky grinned when he saw his girl making her way downstairs. She smiled back at Bucky, but her smile instantly changed into a pout when she saw him pick up Alpine and snuggle her close to him.

"Dada?"

"Yes, princess?" Bucky answered his girl without even turning to look at her, instead smiling down at Alpine and softly playing with his new cat.

She pouted a little more before deciding to return upstairs and look for Steve. It wasn't fair that Alpine was suddenly receiving more attention than her. As she recalled how Bucky used to pick her up, spin her around, kiss her, and cuddle with her on the couch, a few tears started to fall down her cheeks.

"Sweetness, are those tears I see?" She looked up to see Steve emerge from his room and rush towards her, a concerned expression on his face.

"Daddy" Her lower lip trembled slightly as he lifted her up and rubbed her back, trying to silence her cries.

"Oh bubba, what's wrong? Come on, tell Daddy what's wrong so I can make it all better, please?" She shook her head and continued to cry on his shoulder.

"Bucky, get up here!" She began to cry louder when she heard Steve yell for Bucky. Steve instantly started to whisper apologises and sweet words in her ear, thinking she was crying harder now because of his loud voice. "Bubs please, what is it? You know I hate seeing you so upset."

"I-I sowwy...pwease..."

"Oh sweetness, it's okay you didn't do anything, alright? It's not your fault, okay? If you don't wanna talk about it just yet it's okay."

As if on cue, Bucky came striding upstairs, still holding Alpine in his arms. As soon as he realized how upset his little girl was, his facial expressions quickly changed to a distressed one. Bucky approached her and stroked her hair in an effort to comfort her.

"Princess, what's wrong?" As soon as she saw the cat in his arms, she felt herself becoming angry. She couldn't help herself and attempted to push Alpine away from Bucky as soon as she heard the cat purring in his arms.

"Hey! Stop it! We don't hit or push others. Now, I know you're feeling upset about something but there's no need to push Alpine, okay?" Bucky glared at her and took a step back to put Alpine down, who decided to return downstairs. He frowned even more when he looked up and saw Steve smirking at him.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I think someone is a bit jealous, and doesn't like sharing her Dada." Steve gazed down at his girl, who blushed at his remark and turned to bury her face in the nook of his neck.

"What? That's not true. Right, doll?" Bucky attempted to move her away from Steve's neck in order to force her to look up at him. Still feeling embarrassed, she whimpered slightly while keeping her face covered from him.

"Oh no, doll, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I'm so sorry, princess. Please forgive me?" Bucky gave her a sad smile as she reluctantly turned to face him. She shifted her head away from Steve's neck and reached out to Bucky, who scooped her up in an instant. "Aw I'm so sorry, babygirl. How about we go cuddle downstairs on the couch, huh?" She nodded before smiling and resting her head on his shoulder. Bucky chuckled slightly, amused by her jealousy, and turned to face Steve, who was still smirking.

"I told you so."

Bucky rolled his eyes before leading his girl downstairs. He noticed her yawning and her eyes becoming heavier. While walking to the kitchen to get a bottle for her, he began to gently bounce her in his arms. He made sure she couldn't see the little pill he put in her drink before handing it to her and heading over to the living room. She was placed in his lap as he sat down on the couch and carefully let her sip the drugged milk till she ultimately nodded off.

She slowly stirred in her sleep as he took the bottle from her and moved forward to set it on the coffee table. As he moved back, he gently stroked her hair while admiring how peacefully she was sleeping.

"Bucky, come here for a second." He groaned quietly as the precious moment was abruptly destroyed by Steve calling him. He carefully moved her from his lap to the couch, then reached down to cover her with the couch's blanket. Then he saw something hanging out of her pocket. He knelt down to take it from her pocket to see what it was.  His eyes widened as he realized where she got that from. He hurriedly made his way upstairs to Steve's office, where he was met with a distressed Steve.

"Hey Bucky, did you come in here today? My files are all out of place, and for some reason, I can't seem to find the necklace." Steve was looking around the room, trying to look for the necklace.

"You mean this one?" Bucky held up the necklace while glaring at Steve. Steve immediately sighed in relief, reaching for the necklace.

"Yes, oh thank god. Where was it?"

"She had it." Bucky threw it onto his desk and sat down in a nearby chair.

"I swear if this is Alpine's doing then-"

"No, Steve. I mean our girl had this. It was in her pocket. Please explain to me how the fuck she was even able to get in here. I thought we both agreed to keep this room locked at all times."

"Fuck."

[haleyhunwritess]

where is 'broken promises' 3? can't find it

Hiii so a lot of people are having trouble finding some parts of this series so here is the broken promises masterlist link:

if you still have trouble finding it then feel free to dm me!!

[haleyhunwritess]

they might start introducing her to more people and going out with her in public more, but if they suspect that somebody is trying to take her away or expose what they'd done to her, they would go back to hiding her and keep it that way forever. they would most likely move somewhere far away where no one could get to them.

I love broken promises!💕💕 how do they spoil her? Like when she behaves, what are things they’ll allow her to do. Also who else knows that they took her? Like we know Wanda helped with her mind and stuff but do they all agree with what they’re doing. You’re a great writer by the way! 💕💕💕

hi love <3 i would say both of them spoil her in different ways, like when she behaves bucky would constantly praise her for being a good girl and behaving, he'd spend some time cuddling with her, giving her kisses and making her feel just so loved. steve would maybe buy her something to show her how much he loves her like a new stuffie or something pretty to wear like a necklace with their initials or a pretty set of lingerie he thinks you would look good in.

not many people know that they took her, so far its only their closest friends like wanda and nat. theyre scared someone will try to take her away if too many people find out.