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I heard tumbler is allowing nudity so I’m back for tits
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TW: eating disorder. (This is a personal experience of mine except I didn’t have a Bucky or Bruce to help me through it so be nice?) This is mostly unedited I’m gonna be honest.
!Fatws! Bucky x !stark! reader but it’s not really there if I’m honest
Y/N pov
“Hey doll, how was your day today?”
Bucky said hugging me from behind
“it was alright same old same old, working on suit upgrades and more innovative tech stuff.”
“Sounds boring… is it cool if I make us dinner tonight?”
“You never have to ask to make dinner my love I’m just not sure if I’m very hungry today, sorry”
“Is work stressing you out? I can tell stark to go easy on you, would that help at all?”
“Don’t bother you know him, he’s all work no fun. But thanks anyway”
“Well you should try to eat something, you hardly ate anything yesterday and I bet it was the same today.”
He’s to good to me. I’ve known something was wrong for a while I’ve just chosen to ignore it, I don’t have time to deal with it anyway.
“I’ll try, for you.”
“Thank you doll.”
After eating what I could which consisted of four green beans, a spoonful of mashed potatoes and two bites of chicken, a total of 29.25 calories. We settled down and watched a movie.
“Darling is everything okay? You seem a bit off, I don’t know how to explain it but something seems wrong.”
“Bucky, I’m fine I promise.”
I seal the sentiment with a kiss on his cheek and he did seem convinced but left the conversation at that for the night.
6 months later
“Y/N can you bring me the box on the counter?” Bruce asked.
“Yeah of course.”
I go to grab the box but it was heavier than I expected and I fell. Bruce comes jogging over checking if I’m okay.
“What happened y/n, did you trip or something?”
“No it was just a lot heavier than I thought. I’m fine”
Bruce picked it up with no trouble, I blame it on hot head in there but me and him both know that’s not true.
“Y/n somethings wrong and we both know it. Your losing strength and don’t think no ones noticed your hair thinning, you’ve gotten so much smaller. What’s going on.”
“I think you can take a pretty good guess. Just please don’t tell dad, he’ll make a huge deal about it and I really don’t need that.”
“Does Bucky know?”
“No, no he doesn’t. We’ve both been to busy with training and missions to spend real time with each other. Once that ends he will.”
“Y/n you have to tell someone. It’s only going to get worse if you keep doing it.”
“You don’t think I know that Bruce.”
“I’m saying it’s getting bad. I’m surprised I’m the first to see it. Y/n it’s dangerous. Just promise me you will at least tell Bucky. Please?”
“… fine. But if anyone else find out… I don’t know or want to know what will happen.”
Bucky’s pov
Somethings wrong with y/n. She hasn’t been eating hardly anything, I’ve only seen her drink water and occasionally a vegetable, but she goes straight to the training room after and work for hours on end. I’m worried about her.
“Buck… can I talk to you?”
“Actually I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something too.”
“You first”
“You first”
We both say in unison.
“Uh you can go first”
“Bucky… I haven’t been eating. I’m losing muscle and my hair is thinning. I don’t know what to do.”
I was right. Somethings wrong. How do I help her?
“I’ve noticed that. That’s what I was going to talk to you about actually. I can hell you in any way you need me to doll please don’t be afraid to ask me for anything my love.”
“I don’t really know how to get better. Just like, when we’re training don’t let me overwork myself and, if you could, eat with me. I think that would help.”
“Of course my love.”
Imma leave it there because it’s 5:00 am and I have things I need to do tomorrow. Love you <3
I want to write something about reader going through an eating disorder because that’s what I’m going through right now but I’m not sure 1who to write it for and 2 if anyone would like it
Yo send me writing prompts please I’m desperate
Guyyssss I’m flattered 😩😩🥰
A little blurb I wrote in my notes app while in my living room ig?
Idk where I found this but it’s cute so idc
“Peter seriously, I should get going.” I try to stand up but Peter grabs my waist and pulls me back into his arms. “Whyyy, what do you need to do at you’re appartement that you can’t to at mine.” He was making a pouty face with his lip hanging out in false hurt.
“I don’t know… take care of my dog?” I say sarcastically.
“We can go pick her up and bring her here so you can take care of her and be here, with me” he says while nuzzling into my neck leaving soft kisses where my neck and shoulder meet.
“Fine. But your driving” I swear I have never seen him get up that fast. He bounced up and practically dragged me behind him as he ran for his shoes and keys.
After you guys get the dog and are back at peters place because I’m lazy
After feeding her and taking her out me, Peter and zia (the dog lol) are all cuddling on the couch watch some random Netflix movie.
“Move in with me…” I looked up at Peter wondering if I heard him right or if I was just imagining that. “Well… what’s the worst that could happen?” I didn’t even realize how much time had passed. “Yes” I said under my breath. We’ve been together for almost two and a half years. We have been through thick and thin. “What’s the worst that could happen?”
I was pulled from my thoughts by Peter pulling me up his chest so our faces were millimeters away from each other, he kissed me like he’s never kissed me before, it held passion and hope like he had been holding in that question since the day we met.
A few weeks later I’m all moved in and stuff because it’s late and I’m to lazy to finish this so like I guess it’s a teaser⁉️
If I want to read filthy slutty smut then immediately read tooth rotting fluff. I will. 
Might fuck around and actually start writing, kinda wanna make a Peter Parker series ⁉️
I have to stop reading smut when I’m on my period and actually start writing it’s become a problem at this point.
I love him.
So much.
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Val, can you write something we’re the reader sleeps with like a stuffed bear and peter just thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world so he gets her one with his cologne on it for when he’s on missions.
i love this so much especially since i do it 😭
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peter first discovered you sleep with a stuffed animal when he snuck into your room after patrol one night. you’d left the window open a crack for him. he was prepared to lecture you on how dangerous that is, but you were already fast asleep.
you unconsciously turned onto your other side, revealing a teddy bear in your arms. a big grin spread across peter’s face. your own face was squished into the bear, cuddling it like you would him. he cooed out an “awww” to himself, watching you relax into your pillow. no joke, peter swore he’d never seen anything more precious.
he slipped out of his suit and into bed with you, chuckling softly at how you were still holding on tight to the bear. you woke up the next morning in peter’s arms. you were facing him, his eyes already on you with a playful smile. he rubbed some circles on your lower back and pecked your cheek.
“didn’t know you like stuffed bears,” peter rasped, you looking down at where yours lied. it was in between you two. you’d picked up its arm and used it to touch peter’s cheek. “he’s your replacement,” you explained, returning the smile. “aw, baby.” he pursed his lips, which prompted you to give him a quick kiss. his arms tightened around you. “you’re so cute.”
your comment from that morning never leaves peter’s mind. his replacement. there have been quite a few nights you’ve spend without him, whether he’s too busy with homework or extracurriculars. he wants to make it up to you somehow, so he stops by macy’s before you come over that afternoon.
he hid the bear behind his pillow, the biggest one he could find in the store. he’s going to surprise you with it.
one thing leads to another and the two of you end up making out, peter hovering over you. his lips move softly on yours as you giggle into him. he smiles into the kiss and you pull him closer by his shoulders. you lay your head on the pillow, feeling something push back against you. you break the kiss with a frown.
“what the hell was that?” you mumble and reach behind you to get it. peter’s eyes widen, him taking your hand instead. he holds it while he leans forward to retrieve the teddy bear himself. “i almost forgot. i have something for you.” a half smile replaces your frown. “why?” “just ‘cuz,” peter beams at you and gives your hand a squeeze.
he manages to get the bear out with one hand, setting it in your lap. you’re fully grinning now, teeth and all. you hug it to your chest and look up at peter.
“no way,” you tuck your face into it with a soft laugh. there’s a familiar scent when you breathe in. woods and spices, and it reminds you of peter. “it smells like you,” you murmur into the bear. he bites back a smile of his own. “i, uh, sprayed it with my cologne,” he tells you quietly, making you remove your face from the bear to see him.
“thought this would be a more... accurate replacement.” he sits back on his hands and watches you hugging the stuffed animal. “more to scale, too,” you joke about its size. your other one isn’t so large, though you like that this one is. “it’s for when i’m on missions or whenever you miss me,” peter goes on. you put the bear next to you and loop your arms around his neck.
“peter, i love it. that’s so sweet, babes. thank you.” you’re giggly again as he hugs back, arms secure around your body. he breathes out, “well, i love you.”
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