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Take Yours (And I’ll Take Mine) [P.P]

“If I throw away my fear and pride to set things right, then I’ll find mine on the right of your side.” Take Yours by Matthew Mole

Summary: Your ‘friends with benefits’ situation with Peter only grows more painful for him as he watches you push his affections away.

Word Count: 6.9k

Warnings: SMUT, angst, gw*n stacey, swearing, violence, typos :(

a/n: first off, i HIGHLY recommend this song ^, it’s so cute and sweet :) secondly, this fic is now the longest on my page, so there WILL be typos. I used two different typo and grammar fixers, so hopefully that helped. i’m gonna go through and read it a few times as well, but most likely there will always be some typos, sorry! i hope you enjoy this fic, love you all!

smut is under the cut!

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Thank you for this. This piece will remain dear in my heart.

So far I haven't seen anything related to a dad!bucky, perhaps with a younger reader as a wife, that would be very cute, Can you do something like that?

Okay okay Daddy Barnes actually hits different….so hears little head canons of series.

First of all get ready for a huge panic attack as you had zero mind set , zero plans of getting pregnant. You and Bucky didn’t even got out from your honeymoon phrase but boom, just 3 months after your marriage, you’re pregnant. And thanks to your pills not working against his super soldier sperms.

Well you’re young…and seriously you two had no plans on getting a baby at least in the first two years of marriage but here we are.

Okay don’t give this man a heart attack just after coming back from a mission, by telling him that his little wife is pregnant. May be make a nice dinner for him. No still not then , he gonna choke on his food so wait for the right time. May be after dinner…when you two just cuddling in the couch or getting into a mood for another heated sex, drop the bomb.

“I need to tell you something…” you’re hella nervous because your husband won’t be expecting this.

“Yes doll? Everything alright...?” he would ask bit worriedly seeing you all tensed up.

“I’m pregnant…” and Bucky just froze there looking at you in disbelief.

“I know we have zero plans….I don’t know h-“

“I’m gonna be a dad?” He would whisper still in disbelief.

“Ye-yeah….listen I know it-“ you would try to convince him as you know this grumpy man.

“I’M GONNA BE A DAD….” He would yell at your face smiling like crazy, making you astonished.

“Oh god doll….YOURE GONNA BE THE BEST MAMA….” He would just crush you with a hug , kissing you over and over again repeating “I’m gonna be a dad…” and how much he loves you . Well you would start to laugh in joy too. You would cry a little too getting all overwhelmed with emotions, and seeing your husband this happy.

Okay congratulations. You have unlocked another level in your husband’s nature. Your protective husband has now turned into a overprotective one.

Don’t forget Sam. He’s the first person Bucky would call saying that you guys were having a baby.

Bucky won’t let you do anything basically. Abort all the mission, his wife and baby needs him.

Though Bucky was a drama king but he knew how to handle your mood swings.

Well the more you get pregnant the more your hormones starting to act up. One minute you’re yelling for chocolate ice cream next minute crying because Bucky didn’t call you pretty today. Basically it’s either food or your husband’s dick, these two were your prime mood. And your soldier was always ready to comply.

You already knew Bucky gonna be great father. He would be talking sweet sweet things to your growing baby bump , how he’s so in love with her already, how he can’t wait to spoil her little baby girl. Yes it’s a girl. Though it didn’t matter to you guys as long as the baby was healthy.

And when the actual day would arrive, it would feel like Bucky was the one giving birth. He would be practically shaking , nervous as fuck, holding your hand when you would bring your beautiful daughter to this world.

You’re crying, the little one crying, Bucky crying too. Everyone was overwhelmed with emotions.

“Careful…” you mumbled softly as the nurse would let Bucky to hold your new born. He’s just terrified as if holding the smallest, most delicate creature in his big arms. He’s so proud of you. Well you’re crying again seeing your husband holding your lil baby.

She has his gorgeous blue eyes, but your hair colour. Bucky has now two dolls to take care of.

You would often wake up in middle of the night finding the other side of the bed empty. Walking in your daughters room your heart would just melt again seeing Bucky on the sofa sleeping and your little angel sleeping peacefully on his chest. Gwad how much you just love these two people.

Don’t be surprise if her first word was “Da..Da…” . Clearly he’s Bucky’s lil princess. Miss Y/D/N Barnes.

From her first steps to her first day of school Bucky would be there (or try his best to be there balancing his work) in his daughter’s life taking care of her, supporting her. He would spoil her with gifts.

Your daughter surely would start to pick his father’s mannerisms, habits, basically becoming a little version of Bucky. She would be smart but way too talkative. Always rambling about something. Her best thing to do tell Bucky about her day when he would return from a mission.

Well she knew her daddy was a superhero and what's his superpower? His metal arm. She would put sticky magnets on his dad's arms while playing or sometimes just draw on it with markers... And Bucky wouldn't even bother to remove it. His daughter made tattoos on him and he would proudly carry them.

Think about your daughter yelling at Bucky “you’re not my daddy…” every time he would shave his beard. Yeah she’s your daughter too, so obviously she gonna pick some of your traits too, mostly your likes and dislikes.

Sometimes it’s get hard , handling her when Bucky’s away in longer missions. She won’t listen to you, throwing tantrums as she would miss bucky. Well you’re daughter was clingy just like you were to Bucky. And Bucky was beyond happy to have two of his baby dolls obsessed with him. He never felt this kind of love and fulfilment in his life. And he’s beyond great full to you that you have blessed him with this wonderful life.

Some days bucky would get frustrated too. You acting bratty, your daughter acting bratty and Daddy Barnes would just put both of you girls in detention. "No sweets for you today you little miss... And you big girl no orgasms for you tonight...". Well Daddy makes the rules in this house.

And just like that one day he would just say “I miss seeing you pregnant…so full…so beautiful… carrying our baby….”

“Bucky….”

“Doll…Let’s make another one…”

Imma go and cry in the corner ok bye. 🖐🏻😔 also forgive me for my poor grammar. Reblogs/feedback/likes are greatly appreciated & highly encouraged!💕

Well holy shit- my parents never gave me 20 bucks. And soon this will be my future, not counting the couple years

Steves kid losing their very first tooth

tooth fairy

summary: your daughter loses her first tooth.

word count: 890

warnings: tooth coming out, tooth fairy spoilers, blood for a sec, domestic bliss, steve being a dilf, poorly written kids

author’s note: i hope that one day i get to the point where i won’t have to disclaim that i’m bad at writing kids.

you can find more of steve as a dad here!

“Sarah, sweetie, not at the table,” Steve sighed.

“Wuh?” she responded, words dampened by the fact that her hand was deep in her mouth as she wiggled a tooth.

“You know how we don’t play with our food?” you added, attempting to assist him. Your daughter nodded slowly, hand still in her mouth. “Well, we also don’t play with our teeth at dinner time.”

“Unless you wanna get blood in your food,” James said, pushing some green beans across his plate.

“Ew!” Sarah pushed her plate away, “I’m done.”

“James, that is not table talk. Be considerate, please,” Steve gently scolded.

“One more bite, Bug,” you suggested, knowing that your daughter was almost done anyway.

Your ever obedient child took a bite of a rather large forkful, before yelping out in pain and spitting out her food.

“Daddy, she’s bleeding!” James gasped.

“My tooth!” Sarah cried out a blood curdling screech when she touched the now empty space between her front teeth.

“Steve, you’re gonna have to comfort her. I’m gonna go make something she can rinse with,” you stood up and exited the table, and Steve sat down in your seat so he could be next to his crying daughter.

“Can I look?” he asked, receiving a nod from his daughter before he gently opened her mouth to examine it.

“Oh wow,” Steve said in faux deep thought before he wiped a few tears off of Sarah’s face. “The Tooth Fairy is going to be so excited for her visit tonight.”

“Tooth Fairy?! Thee Tooth Fairy?” she gasped, too excited to notice the unpleasant sight of Steve searching her plate for the missing baby tooth.

“That’s the one,” he chuckled, finally grabbing the tooth and setting it out on a napkin. You arrived back into the room with saltwater solution and promptly escorted your daughter to the sink.

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By bedtime, Sarah was still a bubbly ball of energy. It was a surprise that she even made it into her pajamas after she suggested several times to wear her Easter best to bed in order to impress the Tooth Fairy.

After finally getting her to calm down enough for her to lay down and get tucked in, Steve began to read her her favorite bedtime story, where she mouthed each

“Daddy, when the Tooth Fairy comes, can you read her my story? I think she’ll like it,” she said with a goofy little grin on her face.

“Of course, Bug.”

“Are you sure she’s not gonna try to steal more of my teeth?”

“Surer than sure,” Steve confirmed, giving her little forehead a kiss.

“Love you~” she said in a sing-song voice. “Night night.”

“Are you sending us away?” you asked in a light tone.

“Yep,” she popped the ‘p’, “I need to see the Tooth Fairy as soon as possible so I’m going to sleep now. Love you,” she said again.

“Okay, we get it,” Steve laughed. “I love you too.”

“I love you three,” you added before giving her a forehead kiss of your own. “Sweet dreams.”

She waved you off as you both left her room, “don’t let the bed bugs bite!” she called after you.

“Do we have any glitter left?” Steve asked as you closed the door.

“There should be a little left in the office.”

“Great. I’ll be in bed in a little. A half hour at the most. Pick out a good movie for us to watch when I get back?”

“Of course,” you hummed before giving Steve a gentle peck. He had that concentrated look on his face, his brows slightly creased as if he was deep in thought. You weren’t exactly sure what he was planning, but you knew he’d be a damn good Tooth Fairy.

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In the morning, you didn’t wake up to the sound of your alarm. No, you woke up much earlier to the squeal of your daughter as she did laps around your house, waving a pink card and a twenty dollar in her hands. 

“Look! Mommy!” she pounced on top of you after bursting through your door, making you grunt aloud. “Twenty whole dollars. I’m gonna buy a car!”

You were still quite groggy from just waking up, but that didn’t seem to stop your child’s ramble. 

“The Tooth Fairy said she’s gonna make a necklace of my tooth, ‘cause it’s the best she’s seen in a while. Maybe ever.”

What the fuck, Steve. A tooth necklace? Although Sarah didn’t seem too put off by it. 

“I think I have a new wiggly too,” she began to demonstrate, putting her hand into her mouth to show you. “She’s gonna be so happy to have two of my perfect teeth on her necklace.”

For some reason, you didn’t see your daughter giving this up any time soon. Steve had created a monster and he didn’t even know it. In fact, he’d only woken up once Sarah leaped on top of him. 

You closed your eyes to try to make the most of the hour you had left before your real alarm went off, and tuned out the recap that Sarah was giving your husband. You only had about five minutes of peace before James burst into the room with a bit of a bone to pick with everyone.

“MOM! Why does the Tooth Fairy have favorites?”

Damn it: Part 2

Paring: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Word count: 306

A/n: We’re gonna say nobody died in Endgame for this

Part one: https://fanfictionwr1tin.tumblr.com/post/659811708002516992/damn-it

I opened the bedroom door, “Dad?” I yelled down the hall.

“Yeah?” He shouted back.

“Can you come here?”

“Sure,” You walked towards Peter and sat down next to him. You grabbed his hand, squeezing it gently. Your dad walks in, “What’s up?”

I handed him the boxes, watching as his jaw dropped.

“I thought you said you were on the pill?!

“See Dad, no daughter in their right mind would tell their father they we having sex and not on the pill.”

“So you guys weren’t being safe?”

“Mr Stark, I- we- I,”

“We were being safe, but the condom broke and well- here we are.”

“Are you keeping it?”

“That’s our plan, why?”

“You haven’t even finished college! How are you both going to raise a child when you haven’t finished school?!” He raised his voice.

“Well I was hoping we’d have you guys! We want to do this, maybe it wasn’t planned but their is no way in hell I am getting an abortion!”

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Looking at the list of all the teams everyone chose; Boy or girl?

On team boy you had, Peter, Wanda, Tony, Steve, Casey, Scott, and Morgan

On team girl you had: Yourself, Natasha, Clint, Sam, Pepper, Bucky, and Bruce.

In front of you contained either blue or pink balloons. Hope had set everything up leaving the gender anonymous to both you and Peter.

You cut open the box, setting your hand on the box so it doesn’t open until you’ve cut all the tape off.

“Ready?” Peter asked. You nodded and you both pulled the box open. You watched as pink balloons flew out and you felt yourself tear up and leaned into Peter. He wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you in.

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If you were wondering, Luna Rose Parker, looked just like her Dad.

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The Bump

Chris Evans x reader

(Birth control part 2)

Note: has this become a mini series? Maybe, yes

True to his word, after Chris finished his latest project, he took some time off. And while you both wanted children, you knew it would happen when it would happen.

So life continued with you both together. Dodger included, of course. Just before your first anniversary as a married couple, those two blue lines appeared on your stick.

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Oh my god! 🥺❤️

bestie I’m going to need more bucky fluff with grant and reader that was so perfect 😭

𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐) | 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

Part 1

Pairing: fiancé!bucky x f!mom!reader

Warnings: SFW! Reader has a son and shitty ex. For the sake of using names, the ex’s name is Chris (we love using that name for asshole men here at coffeecatsandcandles). Bucky is so domestic that it hurts. Reader can be any race! Surprise ending 😊

A/N: Thanks for the request! If you all want a part two to another one of my fics I just might consider it…

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One Year Later

Bucky had stepped up for Grant, being more than just some guy in your son’s life. He was like a second dad to Grant. Maybe even better than his actual dad.

“That’s all your stuff?” you asked, shifting your head to the side curiously as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Bucky was finally able to move in with you, after months and months of you asking him.

“I told you, I don’t have a lot.” Bucky said, placing a quick peck on your lips before you started helping him move his things where they needed to be. You knew he didn’t have a lot- he preferred not to have a lot of things- but you didn’t want him to feel like he was moving into your space. You (and your bills) agreed that this home was his just as much as it was yours. And with this new space also being accompanied by a six-year-old boy, you didn’t want him to feel overwhelmed.

Grant was more excited about Bucky moving in than both of you combined. It’d gotten on your ex’s nerves a little, his entire visits consisting of Grant talking about Bucky.

They met once. You told your ex, Chris, that you didn’t want Grant to be walking into the house by himself when he dropped him off, so he agreed to start walking in with Grant. For most of those times, Bucky was away- either in your home office or working- so he wasn’t there when Chris dropped Grant off. But there was one single time, months ago, that he was- and things could’ve gotten ugly. Chris mentioned how there was a possibility he couldn’t pick Grant up from school that Tuesday, and Bucky nearly went in protective boyfriend mode. Intimidated by Bucky’s harsh staring, Chris quickly explained that he just had a doctor’s appointment that was cutting it really close to Grant’s pickup time. “You can make it work,” Bucky told him. Chris chuckled a bit, obviously terrified of what Bucky would do to him if he said no. “Yeah, you’re right. I don’t know what I was thinking.” He said to you. You and Bucky laughed about it later that night.

“Bucky! Can you help me please?” Grant called from the kitchen, where he was sat working on his homework on the table. This week’s lesson was in history- and though Grant didn’t know the nasty details about Bucky’s past, he did know that Bucky knew a lot when it came to that subject.

“Sure thing, bud. But hold on-“ he turned to you quickly, dramatically and romantically grabbing your left hand and kissing where he’d put a diamond ring. “Okay, just wanted to make sure it was still there.”

You laughed at how theatrical he was being before he settled next to your son. Bucky asked you to marry him less than a month ago, and you said yes in a heartbeat. He was everything you’d wanted in a man, and everything Grant deserved in a dad. You loved him more and more each day, and you were hoping he’d ask eventually. Everything was falling into place. Bucky was moving in, you were wedding planning, and Grant was about to move from first grade to second.

“Hey, Grant,” You said, earning your six-year-old’s attention, “why don’t you tell Bucky about what your class is doing on Friday?”

“I don’t wanna,” he said, his voice suddenly low and shy.

“Why not? If I can’t do it, Bucky probably can.”

Grant tucked his chin into his chest, avoiding eye contact with Bucky. It was adorable when he got shy like this- you just hoped that one day he’d find the courage to ask for what he wanted. “My class is going to the zoo,” he said, “I wanted Mommy to go with me, but she’s working.”

“Chris is also working,” you said to Bucky. That was a lie. Chris just didn’t want to spend his afternoon walking around a hot, smelly zoo with a bunch of six-year-olds, even if one of them was his own son.

“You want me to go with you?” Bucky offered, to which Grant shyly nodded.

“You don’t have to.” Grant said. It broke your heart. When it came to Grant, you felt things so strongly- he was a sweet, sensitive kid. Even if you got the slightest idea that someone didn’t like your child, you would kick their ass in a heartbeat. That’s how badly you cared about your son.

Bucky grabbed your son’s hand, which was much smaller by comparison. “Grant, I would love to go to the zoo with you.”

Grant’s face lit up, his smile the biggest and brightest you’ve seen in a long time.

Of course, you’d also lied about not being able to go to the zoo, but for a completely different reason.

When Friday came, Bucky sent you pictures of Grant on his field trip. They both looked so happy- it nearly brought tears to your eyes. And you knew it was taking a lot out of Bucky to send you those pictures; he admitted to you that technology, as much as it fascinated him, still confused him a lot of the time. The fact that he took the time to take those pictures and send them to you meant so much.

You began to set up the kitchen, the timer of the oven going off when Bucky sent you a text saying that he decided to pick up Grant from school once they got back. Taking the soft chocolate chip cookies out of the oven, you carefully set them on the counter, letting them cool off before arranging them on a plate.

Shortly after, you heard the front door open from the kitchen, and your heart began to race.

“Hi honey,” Bucky said, smiling upon seeing you, “something smells good.”

You brought a cookie to his mouth as he took a bite, then grabbing the treat from you.

“Mommy! I saw a monkey at the zoo and it was bigger than me! Then we saw a giraffe and a parrot- they let me feed them!” Grant excitedly said, breathlessly trying to tell you every single detail from his field trip.

“Did you have fun, sweetie pie? Bucky sent me all the pictures.” You said, kneeling down to his level and kissing his forehead.

“Yeah! I wanna go again tomorrow!”

You laughed. “Maybe over the summer we can all go together. But can you do me a favor right now?”

Still breathless, Grant nodded.

“Can you go upstairs and start on your homework, if you have any? If not, you can just play for a little bit. I need to talk to Bucky. A conversation for grown-ups only right now.”

Looking back up at Bucky, you saw his eyebrows furrow in confusion. Had he done something wrong? Did he make you upset? You didn’t sound upset, but maybe you were trying to keep it together for Grant.

Every doubt he’d ever had came to his mind while the two of you watched Grant go upstairs to his room. Were you ready to dump him? Maybe his past life was too much for you to handle. Maybe you were done with helping him through his nightmares. Or worse- maybe Chris had finally stepped up without him knowing, and you wanted to go back to him. Have Grant be with his real dad, and have a perfect, nuclear family.

You wrapped your arms around Bucky tightly, much to his confusion. “I love you.” You said. You’d said it before, many times, but this time sounded different.

“I love you too, honey.” He said, “Are you okay?”

You nodded, “You’re just- perfect. You know that? From dealing with all my crazy to being the father figure that Grant deserves. I am so excited to marry you.”

Bucky’s nerves eased a little. “I’m excited to marry you, too.”

Pressing his lips against yours, Bucky could feel how nervous you were. There was more you needed to tell him.

With your forehead pressed against his, your faces inches apart, you whispered the words he hadn’t expected to hear, but brought an instant joy. “I’m pregnant.”

As soon as Bucky heard those words, it was as if he could physically feel everything fall into place perfectly. He’d just moved in. You two were about to get married. And now, you were carrying another perfect bundle of joy for him to take care of. “Really?” he asked, his voice soft as he gently hovered his hands over your stomach.

You nodded. “That’s why I couldn’t go with Grant- I had an appointment, and I’m about eight weeks along, so we can’t tell him yet-“

“Oh my god, he’s gonna be so excited,” Bucky said, unable to control the smile on his face, “I’m already so excited. I don’t care if we have to postpone the wedding, if we have to put all my things in storage to make room… oh my god, I love you so much. You’re a goddess.” He kissed all over your face, causing you to laugh.

Bucky never imagined this was the life he was going to live. After so many years of thinking he was nothing- undeserving of love, unworthy of anything more than a second glance- he finally had the life he always dreamed of, and he owed it all to you.