#little!peter

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Steve is bouncing you around in the kitchen, are already sitting at the table and eating their breakfast. Whenever he tries to set you down you would start to whine or fuss instantly, demanding to be held again.

Steve and Bucky exchange glances at that and both just know you are in a smaller headspace today, given your current behavior.

Peter stops shoveling pancakes in his mouth to see how you are sucking mindlessly on your paci, your eyes dropping close here and there as your head rests on Steve’s shoulder.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, buddy?" Bucky glances up from reading through the newspaper to give him his full attention.

"Is bunny otay?" he asks in a whisper, pointing at you and Steve.

"Bunny is in babyspace today." He answers. "You know what that means?" He asks him and Peter nods his head quickly with a smile.

"She baby!"

"Correct, she's feeling a lot smaller than usual and that means you have to be more careful with her today. Dada and I are gonna show you how to take care of her, okay?" he explains and takes you from Steve's arms when the blonde holds you out to him, moving you so you're facing Peter.

You babble happily and make grabby hands for your Petie. As your daddies are talking with each other, Peter makes it his mission to entertain you, doing funny faces or letting you play with his hands.

"We have to go grocery shopping soon." Steve reminds his husband, closing the fridge with a sigh. "Oh, and I-"

Both caregivers attention gets drawn to you and Peter when they hear him yelp, seeing you pulling on his hair slightly.

"Ow, ow, ow! daddy help!" He winces and Bucky smoothly de-tangles your hand from the poor boys hair.

"No pulling, Doll." He chides you softly, helping you flat your hand and pat Peter's head gently a few times. "There, that’s my girl."

"Can we go pway now?" He asks a little impatient, his breakfast already finished by now.

"Sure, buddy, but remember to be gentle with her."

He nods and gets up from his chair to easily pick you up from Bucky's lap thanks to his super-strength, carrying you to your shared playroom.

Throughout the day, Peter is very determined to look after you, carrying you everywhere, talking with you even though he sometimes doesn't understand your babbling.

Sometime around lunch you are both watching Inside Out in the living room, cuddling on the couch. You are laying between Peter's legs with your back against his chest while he has his arms wrapped around you snugly.

Steve and Bucky have just finished preparing a snack for you both, small cut sandwiches with some fruits for Peter and for you a bottle since you're too little for solid food today.

They enter the living room, completely in awe at the sight of you both snuggling peacefully.

"Time for lunch." Steve announces in a quiet voice, not wanting to disrupt the current atmosphere as he and Bucky approach.

Peter perks up at that, smiling. "Can I feed bunny?"

"If you don't forget to eat yourself, you can hold the bottle for her." Bucky smiles back, handing him the bottle as Steve places Peter's plate on the armrest beside him.

Peter adjusts you against him, pulling your paci out of your mouth and quickly puts the rubber of the bottle between your lips before you can protest. Steve corrects the way he holds the bottle for you, raising the boy's hand a bit so the bottle is tilted upwards. As soon as you begin to suckle he starts eating as well albeit a little clumsy, focusing back on the tv.

The Barnes-Rogers Family Adventures | “No, I want my paci,” #005

Summary: ^^ Requested.

Warnings: This post and series are safe for work (SFW) regressions. Nothing explicit. However, please be aware that the rest of my blog is NOT. NSFW accounts are welcome to read and reblog, but please keep all comments SFW out of consideration for other littles.

Word Count: 477

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A/N: I've always wanted a paci, but it's just never been something I've ended up having :( - Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as it is mine. - B

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Engrossed in your coloring book, you sat on the living room floor as the Sunday afternoon sun shined brightly through the windows. Your beloved pacifier is firmly in your mouth. Exchanging a glance, Steve and Bucky silently agreed that it was time to try and get to take a break from it for today. 

“Hey, Baby…” Steve began gently as he knelt beside you. “How about we try going without your paci for a little while?” 

Was thinking about you today! 🫂 It's super hot where I am and I'm trying to cool down :P Which brings me to my current idea!!! Little! Peter and Daddies Tony and Stephen going out to the beach or like a water park! But Tony buys out the whole place for the day ^^ 🩷

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Omgg this is making me think delicious fluffy thoughts🤭🤭🤭

Like filthy rich CEO Tony and world famous surgeon Stephen and them being workaholics, so they adopted a Little to try and slow down their lives. And it works! They work part time, more or less managing from the top, but letting others do most of the work.

So, they are in Greece and the waterpark is empty except for all the staff being there still. Daddies want to relax too, so they definitely need lifeguards. Peter is having such a good time in the different pools and with all the slides.

Half way through their day, the three of them settle down in the shade to eat and rest a bit. Peter gets a cheeseburger and fries, and then an ice cream special. He nearly dozes off after eating, but he refuses to give in and dives back into the pool.

“Should we just retire? Completely? And then we can do this all day instead?”

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Safe place.

A/N - So this request took so long to think of something because I just didn't know how I wanted to portray them, but I think I love this fic so much.

Stephen strange x Tony start + Little!Peter and Little!reader

Masterlist - all my work!

Warnings ⚠️ - FLUFFFFF!! and a little bit of sadness, and reference to bad childhood, but nothing extensive.

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Safe places, seen to many as the only place one can be themselves. In some cases, there's no such thing as a safe place, and some have never known the feeling of being truly safe.

You never had a safe place, for most of your life, you were on your own. The moment you knew how to make the most basic meal, your parents left you to fend for yourself basically. So when you met your caregivers, it was such an eye opening experience, for not only them, but for you too.

You had known each other for years prior to them adding you to their family with Peter, and it took a long time before you were completely comfortable letting them take care of you, but soon enough, you did.

Toddling through the room, you see Peter off in his own little corner, seeing how many webs it will take to stick all his blocks he's collected together, and your two caregivers are busy as your papa shows your dada his new tech he built.

You continue to wander through, your pacifier securely between your lips, your little blabbles muted behind it. Your little stuffie friend clutches perfectly to your chest as you climb into your play tent, where more of your friends sit, waiting for you to say hello. Your tablet lays right where you left it when your dada grabbed you for lunch just an hour earlier, ready for your little hands to come and turn on your favorite cartoon.

You grab your favorite blanket, curling into your stuffies safe embrace and safely covered by the soft fabric of your blanket. The music from the intro of your cartoon sounds through your tent, and your eyes light up with joy.

Minutes pass, and halfway through your episode, a shuffle is heard from outside your tent and then peters head peaks through.

“Cuddles?” He softly asks, his eyes begging for snuggles and human contact.

You nod and open your blanket, your normally hyper playmate, cuddled in closely to you, holding you safely in his arms, watching your show alongside you. The two of you mumble some words every now and then, up until the soft snores came from your twin flame, your soft music from your show lulling him to sleep.

Around 2 episodes after Peter falls asleep, quiet footsteps are heard outside your tent, and then a soft knock on the floor just outside the tents walls was heard, alerting your attention. You shift slightly, but not enough to wake Peter as you see your dada peeking in, checking on the two of you.

There would have been a time where a caregiver checking on you would have caused fear and you would have started to tremble, but in this case, part of you wanted to just be engulfed in his arms.

“He asleep?” Dada strange asks you. You slowly nod your head, in an attempt not to wake the boy currently under your head, soundly asleep.

Strange nods his head in a gesture to let you know to carefully climb out of your tent and come to the living room before he gets up from your tent, asking your papa to grab Peter shortly after get you out of the tent. You sit up carefully, placing your tablet back where you found it and carefully tucking your brother under your blanket before taking your stuffie and yourself out to your dada.

Once you're out of your tent you happily toddle back over to him before he protectively picks you up, kissing your forehead and holding you tightly. Your papa eventually appears with your brother wrapped in his favorite blanket, and your favorite blanket securely on your papas shoulder, ready to be given back to you.

Safety was always a concern to you, as you grew up, and even when you got to your big world, it was always a rocky apartment, or a creepy neighbor, or just the instability of the world.

But as your papa hands your blanket over to your dada, and he quickly burritos you in his arms, giving you kisses as he does, you feel a sense of safety you’ve never truly found anywhere else. Your sense of safety grows as jarvis lowers the lights and your caregivers settle you and your brother in their arms. Jarvis puts on your favorite movie, seeing as you're the little one who's awake, giving you the ability to cuddle into your dada and completely relax.

Your breathing begins to even out about a quarter of the way through the movie, as your own dream land takes over your mind. Your dada gently plays with your hair, keeping you safe and sound in his arms.

Safe Places aren't known to all, and some may never have a safe place. But you have found yours, and you knew it.

🖤 When Daddy isn’t around, Baby is shy.

🖤 When Daddy isn’t around, Baby stutters.

🖤 When Daddy isn’t around, Baby pouts.

Tony: In the laundry, baby.

Peter, confused: What am I supposed to wear then?

Tony: Your clothes?

Peter:

Peter:

Peter: