Avengers Age Play One Shots [Requests]

In The Army, 1943

Steve stood up from where he and his friends had been playing in the grass with toys and waddled over to the older Littles. All of Steve's usual playmates were taken to their hotel rooms (a very special occasion) for a nap, but Steve isn't ready for a nap yet. He still wants to play! But he doesn't wanna play alone....

The older Littles were playing soccer, but stopped when Steve got over there. "I pway wif you?" Steve asked, smiling.

"No. You're too little to play," one boy said the familiar words Steve has heard all his life.

"Not," Steve pouted. "Pwease pway?"

"No," another boy said, pushing Steve's chest. "Go back to your dumb little baby games!"

Steve's eyes welled up with tears and his bottom lip began to tremble before he started sobbing. A bunch of Caregivers, including Bucky and Peggy, heard him crying and ran over.

"What happened, darling?" Peggy asked, rubbing the toddler's back as he cried into his daddy's chest. Steve wouldn't answer, so she turned to the other Littles.

"Well," Jason, the first boy that told Steve 'no,' began, mumbling. "The baby wanted to play soccer, but I told him no. Only because I didn't want him to get hurt, though! We're really rough when we play and he's just a baby! He still wanted to play, and so Henry told him no and pushed him. Not hard or anything, though. He didn't even sway! But he started crying then."

"Henry," said the second boy's Caregiver, sighing. "I need you to apologize to Steve for pushing him, and then I need you to come with me."

Henry looked down at his toes, guiltily. "I'm sorry for pushing you, Steve. I won't push you again."

Steve sniffled and cuddled close to Bucky. "It's okay, Henry," Bucky said. "We forgive you." He hoisted Steve up onto his hip, patting his bottom.

"I believe it's time for you to go take a nap, little man," Peggy whispered, pressing a kiss to Steve's cheek before leading Bucky to his and Steve's hotel room.

Steve whined slightly, but didn't protest too much. He is a little tired, and a little nap does sound pretty good.... He doesn't want to sleep alone, though. "Dada nap too?" He whispered.

"I'll lay down with you for a bit, baby," Bucky promised. Steve hummed and cuddled into his daddy's chest. He stuck his thumb in his mouth and was asleep before they were even on their floor.

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Steve woke up from his nap, yawning widely. That was a pretty good nap, but he could've done with a bit more sleep. It took him a minute to figure out why he woke up in the first place: his diaper is wet.

Steve looked at the empty space in the bed next to him. It's not the first time he woke up alone while little, but he hates it anyway. He knows how to take care of himself for a while, though.

Steve crawled out of bed and searched around the hotel room for his daddy. Upon finding the room empty of any Daddies or Aunt Peggys, Steve threw himself, dramatically on top of his teddy bear's stomach. The toddler sulked and complained into Bear's chest for a good ten minutes. Finally, he decided to do something else.

First, he took his soggy diaper off, not wanting to get a rash. (He was very surprised that he could still get a rash once he got the serum!) Daddy might get upset with him for taking his diaper off, but he probably won't get more than a timeout, considering he was thinking about not getting a rash and not just wanting to be naked.

Next on the toddler's to-do list was to search for some kind of entertainment. He crawled to his suitcase, pulling the zipper open and finally looking inside. His clothes and diapers were on top. And then they were on the floor, having been flung behind him. Steve saw some of his toys at the bottom and took them out. He put them next to Bear to keep him company, then returned to the suitcase and saw a box of crayons! He loves drawing! Maybe he can draw a pretty picture for Daddy and Aunt Peggy! But...he doesn't see any paper or coloring books anywhere in the room....

Steve was about to go sulk into Bear's chest again, when he saw it: the wall. The walls in here are awfully plain and boring.... He can fix that.

Steve plopped himself down in front of the wall with his crayons and got to work with drawing a dinosaur. Dinosaurs are awesome! Everyone can appreciate a dinosaur on the wall!

Steve was working on his second dinosaur (a pterodactyl) when he heard the door open and a gasp. He turned and saw Bucky!

"Daddy!" He squealed, running over and leaping into his arms.

"Steven Grant Rogers, what did you do?" Bucky demanded, holding his baby in front of him.

Steve whimpered. Does Daddy not like his dinosaurs? "I-I makeded wall pwetty.... Dinos, Daddy."

Bucky sighed deeply. "I see the dinos, Steve, but you can't color on the walls. We don't live here. We could get in trouble for that."

"Steve bad?" The toddler sniffled and felt tears well up in his eyes.

"No. You're not bad. You just did a naughty thing, babe. We'll figure this out, though. First, let's get you in a diaper.... Why is your diaper off?"

"Was wet," Steve sniffed, rubbing his fist into his eyes. "No wanna rash."

"Okay, baby. Well, that's good, but you should have gone to find someone who could change you and watch you." Steve hummed and sucked on his thumb, laying down while Bucky cleaned him off and put a clean diaper on him. "Okay. Steve, I want you to go sit in the corner and face the wall for now, baby."

Steve nodded, frowning, and went to sit in timeout. He could hear Daddy move into the bathroom and run the water.

When he was told to turn around after a few minutes, the dinosaurs were gone and the wall was wet.

"You're lucky I was able to get that crayon off the wall, Steve." Bucky sat down on the bed and pointed at the ground next to him. Steve whined and stayed where he was. He knows exactly what's happening and he doesn't want it! "C'mere." Steve sniffled, but finally walked over, standing in front of his daddy. Bucky undid the tabs of the diaper and gently guided Steve across his lap.

"I sowwy, Dada," Steve sniffled. "Pwease no spankin'...."

"I know, baby. I know you know what you did was wrong and you won't do it again. I know neither of us like this, but it has to be done. You can't get away with just a timeout this time."

Steve sniffed again, but nodded. He shouldn't have colored on the walls, even if the walls looked really boring before and his dinos made it pretty. He should have taken Bear and gone to find Aunt Peggy or someone else to take care of him until Daddy came back.

"You're only getting 10, okay, babe?" Bucky gently rubbed his baby's back while he waited for him to be ready.

"Otay, Daddy," Steve whispered after a minute. He clasped his hands in front of his face when he felt Bucky pull down the back of his diaper. Reaching his hand back during a spanking is naughty and it just adds more spanks, so he always keeps his hands in front of him or holds onto Daddy's thigh to keep from throwing his hands back.

"You already know what you did, so I won't lecture you again, baby. There's only 10. I'll be fast."

Steve nodded, yelping at the first smack. He whined for the next three, and lightly kicked his legs for the four following that. Steve began crying at number 9 and hid his face in his still-clasped hands.

"Last one, babe." Bucky rubbed the toddler's pink bottom for a few seconds to calm him some, then landed the last smack, harder than all the others, but not too hard, right in the middle of his butt.

Bucky was quick to pull his baby up into a sitting position (being careful of his butt) and squeeze him tightly.

"You did so good, baby," Bucky whispered into Steve's ear, pressing kisses to his face while rubbing his head and back. "You're such a good boy, Stevie. Daddy loves you."

"W-wuv Daddy," Steve sniffed, resting his head against Bucky's chest.

Bucky rocked them back and forth on the bed for a few minutes before laying Steve down on the bed and fixing his diaper. "You're Daddy's good little boy, ain't ya?" He teased, gently tickling the baby's sides and blowing raspberries on his tummy to make him laugh.

"Y-yeah, Dada!" Steve giggled, squirming.

Bucky smiled and wiped the tears out of his baby's eyes. "Wanna go back outside to play?"

"No. Cuddles wif Daddy."

"Okay, babe." Bucky carried Steve to the couch, sitting down with his baby on his lap.

"Where you went, Dada? Was s'posed ta stay n' nap."

"I know, babe. I went out to go get you a couple coloring books and notebooks."

"Oh.... No more wall. Color wif me?"

"Of course, baby." Bucky placed Steve down on a pillow on the floor before sitting next to him with coloring books and crayons. The two of them colored together until there was a knock at the door. Bucky called for the person to come in and the door opened to reveal Peggy.

"Aunt Peggy!" Steve squealed, jumping up and running into her arms.

Peggy smiled as she hugged the boy tightly. "Hi, Steve. What are you boys doing in here?"

"Colorin'! Makeded picture for Aunt Peggy!" Steve dragged his aunt to the coloring station and plopped down on his pillow, pulling Peggy to sit next to him.

"What's with the pillow, bubba?" Peggy wondered, making Steve blush deeply and rub his bottom, wincing at the slight pain still there. "Oh...." Peggy lives around a bunch of little boys and at least one of them gets spanked everyday; she knows the face Steve has very well. "Were you a naughty little bubba?" She gently poked Steve's armpit, wiggling her fingers and making the baby giggle and squirm.

"Yeah...but 'm bein' good now! Right, Daddy?"

Bucky confirmed this with a nod of his head. He looks very into the turtle picture he's coloring in.

"For you, Aunt Peggy!" Steve pushed a picture of a pterodactyl flying over a flower into his aunt's hands.

"Aw, thank you, Steve! I love it!" Peggy kissed the toddler's cheek, making him smile widely. "Could I colour with you for a little while?"

"Uh huh!" Steve grabbed the bag of coloring books and dumped them all out in front of his aunt, allowing her to look through them and pick the one she wanted (a train one). "Love you, Aunt Peggy."

"I love you too, bubba." Peggy smiled at Steve and gave him a tight hug.