#father!steve rogers

[michealdontleavemeher3]

hi! i was wondering if you could do a marvel/avengers x reader? where reader came from kind of a bad background and has to kinda learn that eating and doing things is normal and that they dont need to ask for permission. And the avengers realise after watching reader that they actually come from a bad background and tries to reassure that their safe? is that too complicated? SO SORRY IF IT IS. it would be really cool if you just do anything Marvel tho!! BUT OBVIOUSLY NO PRESSURE or anything. Thank you for listening and sorry if you dont understand what i said

Sorry that it took so long😿 but here it is

(also I'm so sorry the other requests are taking so long, I'm kind of busy but I try to write as much as I can when I have time)

Save haven

The Avengers Compound was unlike anything you had ever experienced. It was a fortress of safety, filled with cutting-edge technology and people who were hero's. For someone like you, who had spent years on the streets and in rough situations, it was unreal

You had been given a room of your own. The bed was massive, soft, and the blankets were warm. But even so, you often slept on top of the covers, not wanting to disturb the neatly made bed. You woke up early every morning, creeping out of your room to explore the compound, careful not to make any noise.

The kitchen was the first place you visited, It was always well-stocked, with a variety of foods you hadn’t seen in years. But instead of taking what you wanted, you’d wait until someone else entered, watching them prepare their meal before hesitantly asking if it was okay for you to eat too.

One morning, you lingered by the fridge, your stomach rumbling softly. Tony Stark walked in, still half-asleep, and went straight for the coffee machine. He glanced at you, noticing how you stood there, hands clasped together, your eyes darting between the food and him.

“Morning, kid,” Tony greeted, yawning. “Help yourself. You don’t need to ask.”

You smiled weakly but didn’t move, waiting until he had taken his coffee and left the kitchen before you finally grabbed a small yogurt. You ate it quickly, standing by the counter, before hurrying out to avoid being seen by anyone else.

It wasn’t just in the kitchen. Throughout the day, you found yourself unsure of what you were allowed to do. You asked permission to use the bathroom, take a shower, even to sit down in the common areas. You tried your best to stay out of the way, not wanting to be a burden.

The Avengers started to notice your behavior, though it took some time for them to piece together the full picture. At first, they chalked it up to nerves—after all, you were new, and living with superheroes could be intimidating. But as the days turned into weeks, they began to see that it was more than just nerves.

One afternoon, while everyone was gathered in the common room, you were perched on the edge of an armchair, looking uncomfortable. Natasha was sitting nearby, watching you with quiet concern. She noticed how you stiffened every time someone raised their voice, even in laughter. She saw how you glanced around, seemingly searching for cues on how to act.

When Steve offered you a spot on the couch next to him, you hesitated, eyes wide, as if unsure if you were really allowed. “It’s okay,” he assured you, patting the cushion. “You can sit here.”

You nodded and carefully sat down, but even then, you kept your hands folded in your lap, as if afraid to touch anything. Natasha exchanged a look with Steve, who gave a small, understanding nod.

Later that night, Natasha found you alone in the kitchen, cleaning up after dinner. You were scrubbing the counters diligently, even though the staff usually took care of it.

“Hey,” Natasha said softly, not wanting to startle you. “You don’t have to do that. We have people who handle the cleaning.”

You paused, turning to face her. “I just… wanted to help. I didn’t want to be useless.”

Natasha’s heart ached at your words. She approached you slowly, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. “You’re not useless. You’re part of this team now. You don’t have to earn your place by doing chores or asking for permission. You belong here.”

You looked down, feeling a lump in your throat. “It’s hard to believe that sometimes,” you admitted. “Where I came from, I had to ask for everything. If I didn’t, I’d get in trouble.”

Natasha’s eyes softened, and she guided you to sit down at the kitchen table. “You don’t have to live like that anymore. This is your home now. No one here will hurt you or punish you. You’re safe.”

As she spoke, Steve walked in, having overheard the last part of the conversation. He pulled up a chair and sat down across from you. “We’re your family now,” he said, his voice kind and sincere. “We’re here for you, no matter what. You don’t need to be afraid or ask for permission to be yourself.”

You felt tears welling up, but this time, you didn’t try to hide them. Natasha squeezed your hand, offering silent support, while Steve gave you a reassuring smile. It was the first time in a long while that you felt like maybe, just maybe, you could trust this place—these people.

The next morning, when you entered the kitchen, you saw Tony pouring himself a cup of coffee again. This time, you didn’t wait for permission. You grabbed a bowl, filled it with cereal, and sat down at the table. Tony noticed, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched you take this small, but significant, step.

“Good to see you helping yourself, kid,” Tony remarked casually, taking a seat across from you.

You offered him a shy smile. “I’m trying.”

Over the next few weeks, you found yourself slowly adjusting to life in the compound. Clint would invite you to join him in watching movies, and you began to relax, realizing you didn’t have to wait for an invitation. Wanda started baking with you in the afternoons, teaching you recipes from her childhood, and you felt the joy of doing something just because you wanted to.

The others continued to reassure you in small ways. Steve always made a point to include you in conversations, never letting you feel like an outsider. Thor would leave small treats for you, gifts from his trips off-world, just to see you smile. Bruce offered quiet companionship in the lab, never pressuring you to talk, but always there if you needed someone.

One evening, after a particularly fun movie night with Clint and Sam, you found yourself laughing freely for the first time in ages. The laughter felt foreign, but good, like a weight had been lifted from your chest. You looked around at the team, realizing that you were truly beginning to feel like you belonged.

As everyone said their goodnights and headed to their rooms, Natasha caught your eye. She gave you a small nod, a silent acknowledgment of how far you had come.

“You did good, (Y/N),” she said, her voice soft and full of pride. “You’re doing great.”

You smiled, genuinely this time. “Thanks, Nat. I think I’m starting to believe that I really am safe here.”

She squeezed your shoulder gently before heading off to bed. Alone in the common room, you took a moment to appreciate the warmth and comfort that now surrounded you. It had been a long journey to get here, but for the first time in a long time, you felt like you were truly home.

And in that moment, you knew that this place—this team—was your safe haven.

[winterspiderpurrs]

The post was getting a little long BUT @illogicalkat and @smidnite are so amazing for this!

Previous posts from the last addition done here:

And cause I loved it.... imma add a little more :D

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Steve went to get Sarah; his mom on the phone. She was always a voice of reason with him. He was hopefully she could shed some positive light in this situation.

"-That child has known you practically his whole life. You're his papa. Doesn’t matter what some... DNA test says A leanbh. " her Irish accent became more prominent, the more she talked.

" But a man has a right to his child. I know it's going to be hard. And poor Peter! Having to face that man again! I woulda hit him!"

Steve coughed a little and rubbed the back of his neck.

" Well, uuhh.. no problem there."

" Steve Grant Rogers Barnes! That temper of yours is always getting you in trouble!"

" Ma!"

" Could be making the situation worse."

" I know, Ma, I know..."

Steve could hear her sigh on the other side of the phone.

" Well. Was it at least a good hit?"

Steve laughs and moves back toward the dining room where Peter and Matt are still at.

" Yeah, it was a -"

Clatter.

The phone slipped from Steve's hand as he stared at Peter.

~

While Steve had wondered off to speak to him mom, Bucky had gone back up stares to check on Harley and May after seeing that Tony had gotten in the car and was a long ways away from the house.

Peter gathered up the paper they had, scanning it over to Matt's office for him so he could review it again in Braille once he got it to his special machine.

" I uuhh... have another question since it's just us."

" Of course. What is it?"

Matt tilted his head toward Peter, sensing that he was nervous again.

" I umm read before that you cannot uhh get divorced if your... pregnant?"

Matt blinks.

" Oh,"

Peter nervously gathers the papers and puts the extra copies in Matt's briefcase for him.

" It's not his. Obviously, but umm, I just wanted to be sure."

Matt smiles and shakes his head.

" You're fine. The state of New York lets you. And as he has no rights to you anymore... you're safe. Congratulations."

Peter smiled in relief and pressed a hand to his stomach. Laughing a little.

" Yeah... I just found out last week. Was gonna wait a few more weeks. Before saying anything to Steve and Bucky. This one definitely was an oops surprise pregnancy."

Clatter.

Peter and Matt turn toward the door to see Steve standing there staring. Cell phone on the floor.

" You're pregnant?!?"

Meanwhile, upstairs, Harley is pacing his room. Why would THE Tony Stark be here? Was it for Dads metal arm that Mom helped create? Was it the scholarship program his school had?

Was he coming to expand his art collection with one of Papa's paintings? Mom had gone back to school and gotten his degree and had written a couple of papers. But would that be enough to get Tony Stark's attention?

He looks at the magazines cut out he had of Tony Stark from a few years ago when he was on the cover of Time magazine. Dad had bought it for him while they were in line at the store. He frowns a little. Now recalling the wide-eyed stare his Mom had when he came into the room and saw it the first time. He seemed oddly nervous when he asked where that came from and why he had it.

The look on Tony Stark's face downstairs, he seemed scared, nervous, and hopeful?

He pulled his laptop up and hesitated a moment. Then he started typing away.

' Young Tony Stark photos'

The more he looked, the bigger the pit in his stomach grew.

He felt like he was going to throw up.

Across town, Tony was once again looking through the paperwork and looked at the copy of the birth certificate.

Father spot was blank on it.

But when he saw the name on the certificate, he rushed towards the trash can and threw up. It all just became too much. Everything that he was robbed of. And how much at least at the time of Harley birth that Peter obviously cared for him deeply.

Harley Edwin Anthony Parker.

[ironspidersblog]

Can we talk about how this is the most dad stance ever

[logansgaar]

one of my favorite headcanons is that Steve is Awkward Uncle Shaped and Bucky is Dad Shaped.

Steve's not that great with kids, like at all. He cares about them and thinks they're delightful but he has no idea how to actually interact with them. Things like talking to them, going along with their imaginary games, knowing when to play around and when things are getting out of hand, knowing when to and how to discipline them depending on the situations, panics and over thinks when he has to hold babies (why do they always cry!? is he evil!? what did he do, help??) or knowing what to do when they cry, he finds he can't quite get the maturity right so he ends up talking down to older kids or talking too advanced for really little kids, and also isn't great at telling ages in general (he swears he really did think Wanda&Pietro were a lot younger than they were, and then Peter he thought was older, he knew he was a kid but like 19y. kid not 14y. kid ya know? He got muddled okay, give him a break the kid had a mask on). He's so, so SO sweet with them and wants to be good with them, it's why he agreed to do those PSA's, but he's mostly kind of hopeless with them and best with them at an arms length.

On the flip side, Bucky was basically a third parent to his sisters, he half raised them and is still to this day a natural with children. Even in his Winter Soldier state he was known to botch shots because children got in the way (he was even really good with the Widows in his WS state, and if asked he'd say having to train the Widows is the hands down the most painful thing he's had to do...) He's the kind of good with kids where he's happy to entertain them but he can also do all the responsible stuff and is the guy who calls it when other adults get too silly and dangerous/irresponsible with play time. Can also recognize ages pretty well, including by the voice and has really strict opinions about when it's appropriate to talk to children aka never without their guardian present unless they're in clear distress or danger (such as in airports, he'll fight the kid but he's not talking to him, okay, leave him with his strange logic, or in the middle of the street singing a creepy ass lullaby whether you need to find info out for a mission or not glaring daggers at Zemo). He's fucking shit at talking to adults these days though and has pretty much accepted that his social butterfly days are dead and gone in the 40s.

[my-status-single]

The One Where Peter Parker Has a Baby Chapter 2

He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s with Happy. They won’t let him run to him. He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s with Happy. He can’t go to him. He’s four. His name is Ben. He’s safe with Happy. He’s safe. His name is Ben. He’s four. He’s Peter’s.

She had been pregnant.  It had been early.  So early that it had been months before she even realised. Half of the universe disappeared, Peter included. And months later she had given birth to their son. Their son. Ben.

Fic Summary: Mostly canon compliant fic that centres around the relationship of Tony Stark's daughter and Peter Parker.

Fic Summary: Mostly canon compliant fic that centres around the relationship of Tony Stark's daughter and Peter Parker.

Notes: This is a Peter Parker/Reader fic. It jumps back and forth between the "present" (after the blip is reversed) and the past (pre blip reversal). The main focus is Peter and our girl Y/N, but there will be exploration into other relationships as well. These include but are not limited to Tony/Steve Peter/Harley Harley/Harry Peter/Harley/Harry Steve/Bucky Tony/Stephen.

Each chapter will have content warnings listed that are specific to the chapter just for added security, there will also be a summary of the chapter if the content is something you don't want to engage with but would like to continue to the next chapter. There will also be a comprehensive list of warnings. The severity of these topics varies from very intense to simply implied. Be sure to check the individual chapters for more detailed descriptions of how these themes are used.

Fic Content Warning: Underage sex, unplanned pregnancy, teen pregnancy, polyamoury, child abuse/neglect, parental death, suicide, self harm, Tony Stark in Endgame

Please, if there is ever something in this or any of my fics that you feel needs a content warning, feel free to message me and I will make sure to add it.

I want this to be a safe place for everyone.

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Chapter Notes: First major canon divergence. Tony and Steve meet in early 2001 as Tony had taken over for Howard in SHIELD after his death. Let’s not think about it too hard. By the end of 2001 they are established in a relationship. And early 2002 they find out about the pregnancy. Reader is born in August of 2002.

It might be a bit annoying to have the reader be so flushed out as that can distract and make it harder to insert yourself into the story but…the timeline bro.

Word count: 1114

Chapter Content Warnings: Child neglect-Mentions of Howard Stark who is a bad dad. Reader's mother is very uninterested in the reader after the birth homophobia-Steve talks about being with a man in the 40s and it is lightly implied that it was not safe pregnancy-Tony gets a woman pregnant alcohol-Steve and Tony drink beer Stony-Steve and Tony are a couple

Chapter Summary: This chapter establishes the relationship between Tony and Steve and explains how the reader came to be. Reader is the product of a one night stand from Tony prior to becoming exclusive with Steve. Reader’s mother, Katherine, is a scientist working to recreate the super serum. She is described as cold and unattached.

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Chapter 1

Tony really tried to hate Steve when they first met. Truly. For reasons he found completely justified.

His dad was an ass.

And as far as he was concerned, that was Steve’s fault.

It ended up being impossible to hate him though. Because he was just so damn nice.

Which made Tony irrationally angry.

Steve wasn’t all that impressed by Tony. He hadn’t been all that impressed with Howard either though.

He didn’t really have any particularly strong thoughts or emotions about Tony.

He was mostly baffled Howard had had a kid.

He never seemed like the type.

Regardless

They both had a strange pull toward the other.

Like the other was a connection to something long past.

Steve is someone who knew Tony’s father, who he had grown up hearing about.

Tony was Howard’s son. And though he was rarely on the same page as him, he had still been a friend. And Tony was the closest thing to something from home.

They somehow ended up as something akin to friends.

Neither were great at the whole sleeping, or self care in general, thing, so there were lots of late nights, lots of long talks, lots of secrets shared. They spoke of Tony’s dating life, Steve wanted to know just how similar Tony was to his father. And during one of those talks, after some light teasing about what Steve must have gotten up to back in the day, Steve admitted that he and Bucky had been in a relationship.

Tony wasn’t exactly surprised.

“So, you’re gay then?” He asks him. They are sat on the floor of Tony’s lab, a half eaten box of pizza between them, and beers in their hands.

“I’m not sure I’ve ever really needed to label it.” Steve admits. “I just knew Bucky was my person.” He shrugs.

Tony understands this at some level. The not needing a label, not the other thing.

“You don’t have to label it.” He says, possibly trying to put Steve at ease. “I never have. I just like…the people I like.” He says. “I’ve never committed myself to someone the way you have though.

Steve nods slowly and sips his drink. “Don’t you get lonely?”

This causes Tony to pause. 

He’s never really alone. He never really allows himself to be. Like he needs a buffer between him and his head. There are plenty of people, both in and outside of his bed. He’s popular. He’s desired, wanted, sought after. He’s never lacking in people who want to give him their time.

He finishes off his drink.

“Yeah.” He says finally.

Things change between them after that night. Like there was a newfound understanding between them. Both were tired of being lonely.

It starts out as just sex. Which was new ground for Steve, and he struggled with it for a while. Until he realised that his struggles weren’t from it being casual sex, but that he was developing feelings for Tony and didn’t want it to be casual sex.

Steve had always been pretty straightforward, but he still struggled a lot with the thought of confessing. He wanted to keep Tony in his life and was worried he’d run at the mention of commitment.

But its been over a year since they met. And months since they started sleeping together.

So he just…tells him one night.

He lacked some elegance in it if he was honest with himself.

Blurting out “I want you to be my boyfriend” while you’re balls deep in someone isn’t exactly tactful.

But it worked out okay for him in the end.

The universe is a bit fucked up though.

Because just months later Tony comes to him with life altering news that neither of them had been prepared for.

And with that news Tony brought an out.

“You didn’t sign up for this.” Tony says quietly.

“No, but neither did you.” Steve responds. He’s never seen Tony so…sullen. So conflicted.

“I knew the risks of fucking someone without a condom.” Tony says bluntly. “This was always a possibility.” He lets out a breath. “I…I’m gonna step up. I’m gonna be this baby’s dad. But you don’t have to be.” He says quietly. “I’ll understand if you go.”

Steve lets out a breath and takes both of Tony’s hands. “I was in love with a man in the 40s. Tony, I gave up on the idea of having children before I was even old enough to consider them in the first place. They were never an option.” Tony goes a bit pale. “But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want them.” He continues. “I knew who I was getting involved with, Tony. And if having you means having this baby then I guess we’re going to be parents.”

And it’s as simple as that.

In August of that year their daughter was born.

Their daughter’s mother was someone Steve had never met, prior to going to the hospital when she went into labour. But he knew her name. He’d learned her name, read about her. Read about a lot of people like her when he had looked himself up. He learned that there were a distressing number of people trying to recreate Erskine’s original serum. This woman, Katherine, was one of them.

She was a tall, slender woman. Stereotypically beautiful but almost hollow looking. Like there was something missing inside of her.

He doesn’t remember her ever holding the baby. She hardly looked at her. Something told him she had no interest in being a mother but somehow went through with the pregnancy anyway.

But he didn’t dwell on it. He didn’t care.

Because if this precious, tiny, perfect baby girl wasn’t reason enough…the way Tony looked when he held his baby was enough to make him ignore the slight concern he felt over the way Katherine was responding to motherhood.

Tony was built to be a father.

He was so perfect with her. And Steve had never been so fond of another person.

All his outward, arrogant facade broke down the second he was with their girl. She had him wrapped around his finger.

And Steve was no better.

He knew he was in trouble the first time they’d ever made eye contact.

How could he ever say no to this tiny girl?

Katherine was clearly not interested in being a mother to her daughter. She made no fuss when Tony asked if the baby could live with him. She wasn’t breastfeeding, and the baby was clearly more attached to Tony. But despite their request, she wouldn’t sign over her parental rights. Therefore, physical custody was shared between Katherine and Tony.

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[kjwaikiki]

Stony fic idea:

I’m back on the Avengers train after a YouTube au trailer deep dive and I have a fic idea. I am throwing out the idea of timelines, canon, and pretty much everything.

My big fic idea is that Howard is still alive and Tony is young, maybe early 20s at the oldest, when all the Avengers shenanigans take place. Maybe that means Howard and Maria have Tony even later on in life or maybe they are just younger, I do not know I am disregarding pesky things like timelines.

Now the main point of this fic is that it is Howard who helps with the Avengers and backs them up being sort of like a benefactor. Steve is of course ecstatic to see and work with his old friend again, but he notices something is off about Howard. He asks some questions, does some digging and finds out that Howard had a son. Of course Steve asks Howard (or maybe Maria if she is around) but doesn’t really get a clear answer other than the fact that Tony and Howard had a fight a few years back and Tony hasn’t been in contact since.

Steve tried to do something nice for his friend and tracks Tony down. Eventually he finds him working on sustainable energy sources in some remote lab in a foreign country (or whatever you imagine I am not too clear on this part). Steve introduces himself and tries to convince Tony to go home or at least talk to Howard. Tony is not impressed, Howard has been an emotionally distant father at best and now he has Captain America come to his place of work to drag him home like a stray dog! Needless to say Tony is not impressed and kicks Steve out on his ass.

Steve is stubborn though and continues to bagger Tony throughout his day to day. Tony has carved out a nice little life for himself among the locals and he does not appreciate Steve ruining it for him. Eventually Tony agrees to talk to Steve and explain the fight and why he will not go home. It turns out that for a little while after Tony graduated college he was able to work well with the old man. They collaborated on a lot of projects and seemed to be getting along well. Until the next Stark Expo when Tony found out that all of the inventions Tony had made everything he designed was being patented as a Howard Stark invention, as solely a Howard Stark invention.

Tony was of course hurt and more than a little angry so he decided that his next idea would be one he kept to himself. His next design turned out to be Iron Man (in its infant stages Tony thought of it as combat armor for troops or even remote controlled soldiers) and from the idea of the Iron Man suit came other ideas like the Arc Reactor and J.A.R.V.I.S. until suddenly Tony was sitting on a cache of technology that would change the world.

Unfortunately Howard eventually found out about Tony’s inventions and shut him down. They had a terrible row that basically boiled down to Howard calling Tony a spoiled, selfish child who didn’t know the powers that he was messing with. Tony in response called Howard a hack who hadn’t invented anything worthwhile since the war and was so desperate to stay relevant that he’ll steal ideas from his son. The fight ended with both of the men storming off angry and Tony went back to an apartment he owned in the city to cool down for a few days. Tony figured that he’d give the old man a few days to calm down and then show him the tech he was working on with the clear stipulation that he gets credit for his inventions.

Only Tony’s plan doesn’t work out because when he goes back to Stark headquarters he finds that he has been terminated from his position and locked out of his lab that contains all his inventions and J.A.R.V.I.S. and all his bots. Tony calls up his dad, yells at him a little and then pleads with him to at least let him get his stuff. Tony even tells him he can keep the suits but he wants his bots and J.A.R.V.I.S. Howard says no. Tony threatens to get lawyers involved. Howard asks with what money. It dawns on Tony that Howard has effectively cut him off or at least he thinks he has (Tony has a personal bank account not connected to his father he has been squirreling away money in for years). Tony is angry and hurt and leaves the country and from there he applies for a gets the job he is currently working in. After that he cut off all contact with his father and erased himself from all digital software (Steve found him through luck, good old detective work, and being able to charm the pants off of little old ladies).

Steve is aghast because he never thought Howard could be capable of something like that. Tony brushes him off and tells him he doesn’t want to talk about it anymore. Somehow the idea of drinks is brought up and Steve mentions he can’t get drunk. Tony takes that as a challenge and whips up something in his lab that can actually get Steve drunk. They both get drunk and tumble into bed together.

In the morning Steve is surprised and horrified to find that he slept with his friend’s son (who is a lot younger than him). Tony is understandably hurt by Steve’s reaction and all of Steve’s attempts to explain himself just make it worse. Eventually it culminates in a fight and Tony kicks Steve out. Steve leaves and goes back to the U.S. where he tells Howard he found Tony and confronts him about the fight and how he treated his son. Howard tells Steve that he was just trying to protect Tony.

It turns out that Howard was following Obadiah’s advice for the inventions and didn’t take credit because he wanted all the glory but rather to keep Tony out of the spotlight (Obie worded it in such a way that it made it seem as if people knowing how brilliant Tony was would put him in danger). The fight was because Tony was messing with dangerous substances and even people without Howard’s knowledge (Tony had interested buyers lined up for some of his tech). Steve then brings up Howard cutting Tony off and Howard says he always knew about Tony’s other bank account and that he cut him off because he knew he was safer away. Howard had started to suspect Obie was involved in some shady dealings and had started to investigate him. As Howard dig deeper he uncovered some dangerous secrets and a lot of illegal activities.

Obie knew how brilliant Tony was and Howard knew that if Obie knew he was on to him then Obie would just get rid of him and move on to making Tony his cash cow. Howard pushed Tony away to protect him and fully intended to bring him home after the mess with Obie was over with. The only problem was that once it was all over with Howard couldn’t find Tony and he had no way of contacting him. He hired private investigators but they turned up nothing and eventually he gave up.

The next part of this fic are fuzzy to me but I think eventually Steve brings Howard to Tony and they have a chat. There is a lot of yelling and even some crying before finally they delve into the bigger issues:

Tony: “You are a shitty father.”

Howard: “I know I want to be better.”

Tony: “To be better you have had to actually be something in the first place. You were never there in the first place.”

Howard: “I’m trying Tony.”

Tony: “Why? So you can steal my ideas and pass them off as your? Live out your long gone glory days through me?”

Howard: “Because you’re my son and even though I don’t always show it, I do love you.”

That is the turning point in the fight and Tony and Howard make up with some awkward hugs and even more awkward tears. Tony agrees to go back to the U.S. and give working with his dad another try (with some heavy stipulation) Howard looks ecstatic that he has his son back and that is about where it dons on Steve that he has miscalculated. Because now Steve has to live in close quarters with Tony who he has grown to like and care for in his weeks pestering him to come home. Who Steve has kissed and held and heard moan. Who Steve would very much like to hear moan again. Who is the very young son of his dear friend, Howard. Howard who is looking at Steve in gratitude and has no idea that Steve has slept with his son. Steve is in for a really hard time.

I don’t really know where the fic ends from here. Maybe Howard eventually finds out and goes into overprotective father mode because that is his SON his CHILD who is barely an adult and Steve was alive during the Great Depression! Maybe Steve tries to dance around Tony and their sexual tension as the Avengers watch on amused. Maybe Tony eventually catches on to the fact that Steve is very attracted to him and starts teasing him everywhere, in public, around his dad, when he is working out, in the communal showers, etc. There are endless possibilities and I think it is really fun to imagine them all.

[sadanddumbcat]

Every time a comic image is posted and tagged with Stucky an angel dies. 😔🙏

Save an Angel! stop tagging comic panels with Stucky.

[braveclementine]

Chapter 14

Warnings: None. (Will however be a 18+ reader book)

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own a few OCs like Elizabeth, Katherine, Stacy, and Jessie. I do not condone any copying of this.

"WAKE UP!" Bucky's joyful voice shouted through the bedroom as you burrowed deeper under the covers.

Why the hell was everyone waking you up so early?

"Go 'way." You mumbled, putting your head under your pillow. You had been ripped from a rather pleasant dream about the end of the wedding when you had your bonding. Your knickers were now wet and you knew Bucky was going to find out soon.

"Nope." He said, grabbing the pillow off your head, grinning down at you. "Come on, we're going to go and find some island kitties."

"Buck, they come out at night." You muttered.

"Oh, I know." Bucky said, tossing the pillow aside so that you could grab it. "But I also promised you a ride on the jet ski."

That did pique your interest and you rose your head a few inches off the pillow to look at his excited voice.

"Alright, fine. Get out. I'm getting dressed." You really didn't want him to find out you'd had a wet dream about all of them last night. That was bloody embarrassing.

"You better not fall asleep." Bucky warned before heading out of the bedroom.

You took a very quick shower, pulling on another two piece bathing suit, this time putting a thin F/C blouse on with blue denim shorts. Pulling on a pair of sneakers, brushing your hair back, and applying a thin layer of makeup- just lipstick, some undereye to get rid of the dark circles, and a little blush- you stepped out of the hotel room.

Bucky immediately swung you up onto his back, charging down the hotel hallway. You squealed, laughing, clutching around his neck.

Steve and Sam were both waiting downstairs, wearing tank tops and swim trunks. They both looked so incredibly hot and ripped, your mouth almost started watering.

Sam was wearing a white tank top that was just. . . mouthwatering. Steve meanwhile was wearing a blue one while Bucky was wearing a black one. God they all looked so delicious. How was it possible that some people could just look so good?

"Come on doll." Bucky said, holding out his hand for you to take. You took it eagerly as the four of you walked to where the kiosk was. The boys got their ski jets before Bucky led you over to one, pushing it easily out onto the water.

You climbed gingerly onto the back of the water vehicle, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso, while his hands gunned the handles.

You shrieked as he took off into the water, Steve and Sam both quickly catching up. They sped over the open water. There were a few other jet skis out already, but for the most part, it was empty except for the three of you.

"Hey Y/N, watch this." Sam called over to you.

You watched as he gunned it, before doing a backflip with the vehicle.

"Whoa." You murmured under your breath. "That was really cool!"

Then you felt Bucky's laugh under your fingertips. "Hold on doll."

"Bucky-" You held on even tighter, almost thinking about squeezing your eyes as he started to speed up. Once he hit a large wave, he magically jerked the jet ski with almost zero difficulties. You could see the entire world upside down for a moment before you landed back on the ocean surface with a large dip and splash.

"Not so bad." You murmured, arms becoming even tighter incase he decided to do it again.

"You two are idiots." Steve shouted over the noise. He then promptly did a double backflip somehow.

"Show off." Bucky shouted.

You giggled. "That's impossible. Captain America is a humble, innocent, naïve little cinnamon roll. He doesn't know how to show off."

"Did you hear that Stevie?" Bucky asked after he was done laughing his ass off, "Y/N over here thinks you're innocent and naïve."

Steve smirked, eyes darkening a little, "Don't worry sweetheart. By next week you'll know better."

You shivered slightly in anticipation.

After another hour or so on the jet ski, they made it back to kiosk. You returned the wetsuits and you guys went for a swim in one of the pools before getting lunch. There, you traded off the three super soldiers to go and hang out with Loki and Thor.

Loki looked rather uncomfortable, wearing a black tank top with a pair of green swim trunks. Black flipflops were fitted on his feet. His black hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

Thor on the other hand wasn't wearing a shirt at all, receiving ogling stares from girls and men alike. He was wearing a pair of dark blue swim shorts with little white lightning bolts on them.

Loki was like your personal ice pack. Being from the Jotun race, he was technically a frost giant. Whenever you got to hot, you would just lean into Loki. He'd wrap his arm around your shoulder lovingly and let you stay with him until you started to freeze and step back into the warm Bahama sun.

You eventually went ahead and visited with the pigs. Shuri, Okoye, T'Challa, and several other Wakandans were there too.

Loki did not like the pigs, preferring to stay far away from them, simply watching as Thor cuddle with them and you sat in the water, petting and feeding them. You weren't a huge fan of the big pigs, but the baby ones that you could hold in your arms were really adorable. It made you want to get a dog, cat, or some other animal when you guys went back home.

Perhaps rabbits. You'd had a few when you were growing up.

Well, Bucky would definitely want a cat. Maybe two. But Steve really wanted dogs. Fury hated cats. T'Challa might want a cat. Clint probably wanted birds. Tony probably wouldn't want animals. Thor probably wanted a dog. Rhodey. . . hmm probably a dog. Sam would want a bird. Stephen probably would want rabbits.

What kind of animal would Loki want?

You looked over at Loki. He was gazing at the pigs like he wanted to turn them in bacon.

You put the baby pig down, moving over to stand with Loki, "Hey Lokes?"

"Yes pet?"

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach.

"If we got a pet, would you want?"

He gazed out for a moment and then said, "I like cats."

"Oh?" You were slightly surprised. But then again, you probably would've been surprised if he had named any animal.

"Yes, they're very majestic creatures. They have elegance and balance. Not to mention they don't make as much noise and are very good comfort pets. They're perfect for curling up in the library and reading with. Plus, certain cat breeds are very beautiful." Loki said. "Especially black cats."

You smiled as he spoke.

He paused and then said, "I also like horses and snakes."

You nodded, leaning on his shoulder. "I like F/A."

He chuckled, "Adorable."

Thor finally came over, "The piggies are adorable!"

You giggled, "I like the baby ones."

Loki rolled his eyes and he was very glad when the three of you started moving back to the resort so that you guys could eat lunch indoors.

Once again, you traded off to hang out with Fury, Maria, and Coulson. They were looking at exhibits and attractions that were inside the hotels so that they could stay out of the hot sun.

For example, they exploring each hotel. There were several different hotels that had Aquariums in them, which were extremely cool. There was even a small condo like hotel set in the middle of the island. They were pink, boxed shape, and they had small pools all around them filled with sea turtles, baby stingrays, and even some with sharks in them.

However, your time with them was cut shorter than the others when you came across someone that you had been thinking about spending time with, but hadn't actually actively searched out.

"Y/N." Your father greeted you awkwardly. He had aged well, still looking very much like he had when you had been growing up. Your mother's soulmate bond was faded to grey, a red line streaking through it and hadn't been replaced.

Fury stopped short, glaring at your father through his one good eye. Dad blanched obviously.

"Hey. . .dad." You greeted him, feeling complete awkwardness seep into you through your bones.

"I've been hoping to see you." He said. "Do you mind if we talk?"

"Er- no, I guess not." You said. You looked at Fury, "I'll see you later."

Fury looked extremely unhappy about letting me go off with my father, but he knew Tony's threat that was hanging over your father's head.

You and your father walked until you reached a small outdoor restaurant. You sat at one of the tables.

"I. . . there's something I've got to tell you Y/N." He said.

"You know, whenever someone starts with that sentence, it never ends well." You said flippantly.

He sighed, "No, and this won't end well either. But I had to warn you, before you went through with the marriage."

You narrowed your eyes, but said nothing, letting him continue.

"I've heard that you've been through a few attacks. And that's because of your soulmate bonds."

"Yeah, I know. The bad guys want to get at the Avengers soulmate." You said, confused. Did he think you were stupid?

He shook his head, "No, it's more than that. It's because of the eleven lines. It's a myth."

"A myth." You repeated. "What do you mean?"

He shifted in his seat, looking around, before leaning forward and saying, "The myth of the eleven lines. It prophesied about a child of either male or female birthed with their lines. You know that usually you get your lines at six months of age, but not you. You came out with your lines Y/N. Just like the prophesy said."

"Okay, but. . ." You racked your brain for answers. It was true, every infant got their lines- at least their own line if they didn't get the soulmate line- at six months of age. Babies didn't know enough colours to have a 'favorite' until they were six months.

Your father held up a hand, "The thing is. . . the child is prophesied to free everyone of their soulmate bonds so that people can choose their mates based on love, not fate."

You felt a thrill of fear shoot through you. Varsagi must've known, that's why he'd cut along the soulmate bonds. Not only to cause pain to your soulmates, but also to probably try out something.

"Your parents feared having you as their child, your mother tried to kill you. They didn't want a child of the prophesy. People were either sending them threats to kill you off, or they were sending praises that the holy child had arrived."

You felt cold now, "My. . . my parents?"

"I'm not your biological father, Y/N. Nor am I Y/S/N's biological father either. My wife and I worked for the FBI in order to keep you safe from any dangers, familial or not. You parents were both in jail. Your biological mother died just a few months ago. Your father will be released on parole in seven months."

You couldn't swallow or breathe. Your. . . father? The FBI agent? He looked sympathetic. "It's why Lindsey and I couldn't be good parents. We did try, but there was just so many threats we had to take care of. We tried to keep you girls safe. The woman that you knew as your mother really died protecting you. You were. . . you were walking home from school with Y/S/N, and one of the scumbags from the KFK went to shoot you. Lindsey took the bullet instead before I took him down."

There were tears in your eyes as you heard the real story. It all made sense now. The way neither you nor Y/S/N were allowed to see your mother's body and there was a closed casket funeral. The way that no one ever seemed to bother you. The way that you always thought you were being followed, but when you turned around no one was there.

"That's why. . . I blamed you." He said heavily. "For her death. And I took it out on both of you. I'm sorry. That doesn't fix anything and I'm sorry. I failed in my duty as both a protector and as a parental figure. Like I've said before, I wish I could turn back time, but I can't. But now, I'm going to keep trying my job. You shouldn't leave any of your superheroes sides. Not once. Your wedding is in three days. Once your marriage ceremony is complete, the lines will cease to have power and you will no longer be able to be used for the attempt on freeing everyone from their soulmate bonds."

"Is that why Mordo sent Bucky straight back to the tower?" You asked.

"Probably. If he managed to use magic to activate Mr. Barnes winter soldier lines, then he probably expected Mr. Barnes to either bring you back to him, or kill you. It depends on whether or not Mordo wants the world free of soulmates or not."

You looked up at him. He seemed so sad and broken. And you realized that without knowing the entire story, you had judged him to harshly.

Yes, he shouldn't have hit you or Y/S/N. But the reason for your parents distance. . . well your real parents had tried to kill you. They were at least better than that.

Suddenly, you heard shouting and screaming from some of the nearby crowd. Your father's head whipped towards the people who were running past your table, "Y/N! Get to the nearest hotel. Find one of your soulmates!"

"But, what are you going to do?" You shouted back as you could hear the sound of guns firing now. He pulled a handgun from his belt.

"Do what I've always been doing, protect you. Now run." He commanded, running towards the action.

Your fight or flight instincts kicked in and you raced forward, grabbing his arm. "No, just come back to the hotel with me."

Suddenly, several large guys dressed in military style gear, holding rather large guns, came up the hill. Upon seeing you, they raised their guns.

"Go!" Your father shouted one last time, before he opened fire on the men. You had no other choice. Without a weapon, you were useless.

Suddenly, as you were almost gone from the clearing, you heard your father cry out in pain. You skidded to a stop, spinning your head to look over your shoulder.

Your father was on his knees and holding one hand to his other shoulder, blood dripping onto the stone patio underneath him.

"No!" You shouted as one of them raised the gun to his head. The others soldiers started coming after you and you turned to keep running.

But you weren't able to look away fast enough to not see the last soldier put a bullet through your fathers head.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Steve as the tutor and Bucky as the prince 😵‍💫

https://www.tumblr.com/makemonymoo/746006565355667456

[Link] to a text post from @/transpidered reading, "royalty kink where he's a soft spoiled prince and im his battle tutor who has to be a little too rough during combat lessons to teach him 😵‍💫" the reblog from OP has more details 😮‍💨

I AM SO HERE FOR THIS, YES.

Can you fucking imagine?

Bucky would be so sweet and spoiled and soft--those big eyes, that pouting mouth, and whole his body. He's never had to work a day in his life. All he's ever done is wander around the palace grounds and dismissively wave his hands for his servants to do everything for him, so he's slim, but he isn't lean. Instead, Bucky's svelte with baby fat--thick thighs, a cute, round backside, and a waist with little rolls when he sits (he's always sitting on his ass). He doesn't have calluses; he's never been told no; he doesn't know what it's like to be bad at something--the concept of having to work for something, ugh, could anything be more unfamiliar?

So, when Bucky is introduced to his new tutor who doesn't obey his every word, who tells him no often, who pushes and pushes him...

Bucky is in trouble.

The first time he practices with Steve, Bucky ends up ripping off his helmet mid-way through, his hair a wild mess, frizzy and all over his face, some strands stuck in his mouth, leaving him wiping the back of his hand across his lower face. Then, he throws his heavy practice sword to the side, tossing his helmet, too, while he's at it. Bucky wants to pout, lips trembling--he's sweaty and gross, and his muscles hurt, and Steve keeps correcting him--but he snears at Steve instead, tears in his eyes.

Steve isn't going easy on him, sparing him no pity. It's not fair.

Steve pays those big, watery blue eyes no mind, rather, after he's done huffing and puffing, he asks if he's done with his tantrum and is ready to begin again. Bucky steps forward to come at him, but all Steve does is raise his sword, pointing it directly at his chest with a silent, raised eyebrow.

There's maybe an inch between Bucky's heaving chest and the tip of Steve's sword.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, your highness."

Oh.

Bucky is in trouble because for the first time in his life, his actions have consequences and... he likes it.

Thanks for these thoughts, Jesus Christ.

[capsicle13]

He looks so much like his Papa (Mama?) here🥹

[reginaphalange2403]

The hiding an injury trope always hits the fucking mark for me. Like character A trying to not make it noticeable all day cause they don’t wanna be a bother or they want to appear tough, and then B finding it and being pissedTM at first but then soft and comforting about it PLSSS that’s the sweet spot😣💓

Somebody write one for me🧍‍♀️

[sarahowritesostucky]

☺️ will jilted Steve treat his reader right?

Yes he will!

He'll be the exact man she needs, not at all like his son

He'll be kind, caring, controlling, firm, gentle, thoughtful, a total Daddy.

The sex will be so good. She hadn't even realized how mediocre it was with Steve's son, until she experienced the real passion and lovemaking that Steve gives her.

Patrick showed up the day after the wedding at Steve's house, tearful and apologetic and pathetic, assuming that she would take him back and they could just postpone the wedding for "a little while."

Steve said "no," took her hand in his, and pulled her against his side as he scolded his son for his behavior, and Patrick's visage visibly darkened as he realized that the two were involved just by the way they were touching/acting.

He rapidly went from sniveling, to fuming, but he only got one or two nasty, waspish insults in to her before Steve had him by the throat, pushed up against the wall. If he said another word, Steve would knock him out.

Steve told him he regretting being a failed father, to have raised such a weak man. He should've fought harder for custody from Pat's nasty mother (Steve's ex). But he was done trying to make Patrick something he wasn't: a good man.

He boldly sneered in his face and told him about how he would take care of you for him, now, giving you the lifestyle and the love and the sex that he never could.

He dragged him to the door and Patrick stormed out. That was the last time she ever had to see him.

The press were all over this scandalous topic right away: paparazzi outside Steve's house all the time, requests for interviews, etc.

Patrick immediately starts giving interviews slandering her and Steve and trying to get sympathy directed at him. She is distressed by this but Steve insists they should stay silent for a while.

When she's ready, she and Steve will do one interview each. His in Men's health or GQ , hers in Bazaar or Vanity Fair.

After the initial outrage (being her ex-fiance's father & Captain America, the age gap), public opinion will turn towards them, and they'll be the new "it" couple. Patrick is soon villainized and then forgotten.

Steve is rich, so he'll spoil her by buying her cars and jewelry and anything her heart desires. They travel all over the world together in luxury.

Steve and her don't try to get pregnant, but they decide not to use birth control. He'd love a chance to redeem himself as a good father, and the both of them have a massive breeding kink anyway.

Read it here:

Jilted Part 1 Part 2

[valleyfae]

Stucky being readers' father figures 🥺

Oh gosh 🥺🥺

Even though Bucky is exceptionally soft and comforting, he is more overprotective of you. That doesn't mean Steve isn't protective, but if anyone comes in harm's way, it triggers something in Bucky, and he makes sure the person knows how sorry they will be if they try something again and cross the line.

Steve is heavy on words of affirmation, and his deep voice is always reassuring, while Bucky's favorite thing is to hold you securely against his chest and comfort you.

They spend as much quality time with you as possible. Bucky pets your back as you nuzzle against his chest while sitting in his lap while Steve reads their favorite books from the 40s. As well as the three of you cuddling up on the couch together, watching films from the 40s.

They are the best mentors and protectors and just :(

[ramp-it-up]

Guidelines

Story List

Deck the Hallways

Teacher!Bucky x Teacher!Reader  (Anon ask)

It’s Christmas time at Shield HS. Can you and Bucky keep your secret under wraps?

Santa, Daddy Chris Evans x Reader (Anon ask)

Thanks to a bet with Scott, you are Santa’s helper for the night.

Christmastime to Me Duke! Henry Cavill x Reader (req x @ysmmsy)

Henry is your best friend’s baby daddy. And a Duke!

Try a Little Tenderness Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader (req x @clawnotes​)

Steve can’t buy you with gifts. He needs to try a little tenderness.

Can You Stand the Rain Winston Duke x Reader (Anon Ask)

Winston wants a do over of that infamous IG post.

What’s This?  Henry Cavill x Reader x Sebastian Stan (req x @adoreyouusugar)

Halloween or Christmas? Why not both? 😉

I Still Have You Chris Evans x Reader

(How I Met Your Father AU) req x @maroonsunrise83​

It’s a very pregnant Christmas for the Evanses.

All I Want Mob Boss! Steve Rogers x Reader

(req x @clawnotes​) Pt. 2

Steve has left you alone for a week with no explanation. Will you let him back into your life?

My Favorite Things Ari Levinson x Plus Size!Reader

Anon Ask ♏️

Ari is your best friend in town. Could he be a little more?

Mistletoe by @elocinnicole

Daveed Diggs x Reader

Daveed offers his girlfriend some relief as she prepares for finals.

If The Fates Allow Andy Barber (Drew) x Reader

Anon Ask ♏️

Andy did you dirty and you are done. Can he convince you to give him your heart again?

All These Things And More Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Anon Ask ♏️

Ransom is a dad now, but you’re neglecting Daddy.

Fin

I’ve made the executive decision to be done with Christmas. Yay!

There will be time for Jake and for Chris, and probably for next Christmas. I want to THANK YOU for this gift of your response to this challenge.

I’ve pushed myself and grown so much, written 11 new fics, and have been in awe at the response. You’ve given me a new kink that I’m obsessed with, 👀 and I’ve earned new friends.

I’m going to chill for a bit, and revisit those WIPs that need attention. Requests are closed for a while, at least until Valentines Day 🥰

Thank you, thank you, thank you! And Love you all!

❤️💚❤️

[atlasscrumpit]

Father Bucky / Young reader

Steve received an odd text at 6:13am.

'I need your help, Steve. Meet me at this location. :location shared:'

Steve stared at it for a while trying to think who it could be. His number was encrypted and impossible to find.

He showed Tony and they agreed to go out to the location, with weapons... Just in case.

When they arrived they found it was an abandoned bus stop half an hour out of the city.

And to their surprise when they pulled up they found James Barnes of all people, with a child around five years old cuddled up next to him.

Bucky looked rough, his hair and beard longer.

"Steve." He said as he grabbed your hand and rushed towards Steve and hugged him tightly.

"Buck? What's going on? How are you here?" He asked as Bucky did his best to not cry while he hugged his best friend.

"I didn't know what else to do. I could've kept running my entire life, but I won't let it happen to her." Bucky said as he pulled away and Steve looked down at you.

He smiled and kneeled down to your eye level.

"Hi, sweetheart. What's your name?" He said as you held onto Bucky's hand and looked up to him for reassurance, he smiled and nodded to you letting you know Steve was safe.

"I'm Y/N." You said as he smiled.

"Well, it's wonderful to meet you. I'm Steve." He replied as you smiled a little.

"Let's get you guys out of here, how does that sound?" Steve asked as you nodded.

Tony opened the car for you and Bucky to sit in the back.

Bucky helped to seatbelt you in and you looked around the expensive car.

"Daddy, where are we going?" You asked as Bucky looked at you.

"Somewhere safe, darling. You don't need to be afraid." He reassured you as you nodded and held onto his hand.

"How old are you, sweetie?" Tony asked, looking at you through the rear view mirror.

"I'm turning five next month." You replied making them smile.

"Well, we'll have to make sure you have a very special birthday."

--

They finally arrived back at the tower and you had fallen asleep on Bucky.

He carried you out of the car and followed them into the tower.

"So, is she your kid?" Tony asked as Bucky nodded.

"Yeah... It's a long story." He muttered sadly as they nodded.

"Let's get her into a bed." Steve said as they made it up to one of the higher floors where the rooms were.

Bucky laid you down on the bed and tucked you in.

"Let's talk in the room across the hall, that way we're still close to her." Tony said they nodded and followed him into the next room.

Bucky sat on the bed and sighed deeply.

"I'm so sorry to do this, but I couldn't keep running. I promised I would keep her safe and that's what I plan to do." Bucky whispered as he looked down, they could tell how exhausted he was.

"How about we talk about all of this later? You go rest with the kid." Tony replied making Bucky smile softly.

He entered your room and curled up beside you where you instantly cuddled into him.

He closed his eyes and hugged you tightly to his chest while you slept peacefully.

[adhd-insomnia1]

Steve Rogers ….with a kid!?

Js some random stuff…I don’t know man. I got bored lol

You’re a kid from HYDRA who was put in ice years ago

He couldn’t leave you there or put you in foster care

so what did he do?

he adopted you, of course!

he brings you back to his small apartment in Brooklyn..

And gives you a new name, since a number won’t work for a sweet little kid.

at first he’s a little hesitant

because what does he know about raising a kid, let alone a traumatized one?

nothing

so naturally he buys a bunch of parenting books

and books on how to help traumatized children

then he and Bucky read them

Bucky is not very happy at first

he loves kids and all…

but he’s anxious about being a parent, obviously.

Raising any child is hard

even worse when they’re young and have seen horrible things.

but yk

captain America never gives up!

you have to live a kind of sheltered life

both because of Bucky and Steve.

bucky still has people who would like to hurt him, and naturally Steve does to.

But alas, they try to get you to do lots of things, Steve especially.

He’ll go to your games, events, whatever.

he loves you and he makes sure you know that, even if he’s gone for a long time.

You know most of the avengers

sometimes Natasha babysits you

you call her Aunty Nat

Sometimes you call her Стерва

Steve blames Bucky for that one

when he’s gone he makes up for all the missed time by doing things with you

taking you out for ice cream, going on a walk, drawing with you, reading you books and tucking you in at night

You know that he loves you, how can he not?

you’re his kid, even if not by blood by relationship

he’s your dad and he always will be.

Till the end of the line

(This one doesn’t end)