A collection of one shots that I've written about y/n or an Avengers struggle with mental health
REQUESTS CLOSED (just for now, thank you!)
Book 2 - start- (1.11.2021)
I am in no way the best writer, I just enjoy it - and I hope you guys do too!
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WARNINGS: The Reader has an eating disorder, mention of food, panic attack, struggling to breathe. Talk of binding and body dysmorphia
REQUEST: Bucky and Loki x Reader who is transgender but not had surgery and has an eating disorder. They have a breakdown in front of Loki and Bucky so they help them.
PRONOUNS: he/him
NICKNAMES: kitten, doll
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A/N: To make the beginning bit make sense I made you Starks son, but it's only mentioned at the very beginning and is irrelevant to the story. I just like to mention if I've made changes to the request.
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There was only the three of you left at the tower, everyone else had gone away on some important mission and you had been given strict instructions by your dad - you were to stay and essentially babysit the two. Though you got to know them very well over the time they had spent at the tower your dad still didn't trust Loki and Bucky wasn't yet cleared for missions. You were more than happy to stay behind and watch them, you'd had your eye on the both of them for a while and you weren't feeling up to fighting some random alien anyway.
It was now the morning after everyone had left and you'd woken up with a knock on your door. y/n:" Yes?" B:" Can I come in?" You panicked slightly, you'd just woken up and weren't wearing your binder, when you glanced around the room you didn't even know where there was one. y/n:" Jus give me a second to get dressed" There was no reply from the other side of the door so you just assumed he was waiting as you hurried around your room, picking up clothes and shaking out old t-shirts to try and find your binder.
Relief washed over you when you found it under one of your shirts, you struggled into it as fast as you could and threw on a shirt. You took some breaths as you walked over to your door, you pulled it open to see a dishevelled looking Bucky. y/n:" Hey are you okay?" B:" Umm, I had a nightmare and Steve's not here and I don't know who else to go to." y/n:" Do you want to come in?" You could see the hesitance, you thought maybe it would be better for you guys to be in a common room y/n:" How about we go make some breakfast, I'll make you some?" Bucky gave a soft nod and followed you down to the kitchen.
