I.O.U.: XII

I.O.U.: XII

Summary: Bucky is tired of the youngest Avenger having all of Steve’s attention. 

Warnings: age gap (reader is of age), smut, dub/non con, dark!Bucky

Notes: wow, she’s here and a bit earlier too! we are coming up on the home stretch everyone!! Chapter 12 is here and ready to fuck you up!! Please make sure to like, comment, reblog, message, and follow me for more!! Enjoy! :)

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Wanda was always a perceptive girl. Ever since she was little and even before she was experimented on, she was never one to let things causally slip past her. When Pietro was down and out she noticed, when Sam was upset his longtime girlfriend broke up with him she noticed, and now that her best friend might be in trouble she’s noticing now more than ever that you need help. 

She didn’t know how she was planning on approaching the situation to Tony, what with the lack of evidence against you and Bucky it would be hard for Tony to warrant any investigation, but she knew something needed to be done. Wanda had been on Natasha’s ass all day trying to get her to talk to you. Since you got sick, it had been pretty hard to do considering you needed all the rest you could get. 

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CD! Reader & Peter attempt to bake a cake to show how much they love and appreciate their friends. But is love and appreciation really worth the food poisoning? ruh roh

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Cheers are echoing from the kitchen. When the throng of teammates arrive, you and Peter are high-fiving over a pile of something. It smells like dessert for half a second until the waft of smoke hits and gagging commences.

“We made a cake!” Peter shouts, clapping his hands together. “Because we love you guys!” You agree, nodding vigorously. 

Sam shakes his head and the rest follow with negative motions: Natasha crosses her arms; Steve shuts his eyes; Tony fucks off immediately.

“Look,” Bucky commands, “The other day when I said I’d rather eat shit than anything you could cook– I was serious.”

You and Peter exchange glances before your hand digs into the trash can. With a tug, you pull forward an exceptionally heavy green doggy bag and where the hell did you even get this because there is no dog for 50 miles around. An impish smirk makes his stomach lurch as you rustle it menacingly.

“Time to eat your words, Bucko. Literally.”

I.O.U.: VII

Summary: Bucky is tired of the youngest Avenger having all of Steve’s attention. 

Warnings: age gap (reader is of age), smut, dub/non con, dark!Bucky

Notes: It took me a while but Chapter 7 is here! These chapters might be coming out slowly because I’ve got a bunch of school things to do. I also am working on other stuff to put out too!! Enjoy the chapter! Don’t forget to like, comment, reblog, and follow for more! Enjoy babies :) 

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It was a few hours later when you finally woke up. The pounding headache taking up residence in your brain had finally dulled. The events of this morning and cloudy memories of last night resurfaced again. Bucky, his disgusting hands all over your body, lips touching your delicate skin, and his entering the most sacred part of your body without consent. The thoughts were enough to make your breathing uneasy again. 

Calm down, just calm down. You gotta tell someone when you get back. Maybe tell Nat or Wanda, even Tony! Just deep breathes. Soon enough you’ll be out of here. 

You were steadily getting your breathing back on track as you got up out of bed and made your way to the kitchen to retrieve a glass of water. You needed to take that pill and fast before you passed out again. Your feet carried you to the empty hotel room as you saw a note laying on the table where the equipment was set out.

Two person job. Stay on call and watch monitor for activity. Stay safe.

                    -Sam

Letting out a breath you didn’t know you had, you continued your trek to the kitchen area. Sam expected you to stay safe in the very place where Bucky violated you? Was the man mad? How did Sam not notice Bucky missing in the middle of the night? Did he not hear Bucky grunting and panting above you? Did he not hear the whines coming out of your mouth? Was he in on it? 

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I.O.U.: VIII

Summary: Bucky is tired of the youngest Avenger having all of Steve’s attention. 

Warnings: age gap (reader is of age), smut, dub/non con, dark!Bucky

Notes: Part 8 is here!! so I’ve officially figured out the direction that this story will take. I already have the next parts planned out I just gotta write them. I’m hoping that this series will wrap up by December if I don’t procrastinate lol. Hope you guys in joy this part its about to get dirty hehehe. Please remember to like, reblog, comment, and follow for more!! Enjoy darlings :)

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“So just take one pill everyday right after dinner and you should be good. It might take a while to see the effects but they are there.” The doctor at the compound was explaining to you how birth control worked. 

“Thanks doc!” You hopped off the table and made your way out of the doors of the medical wing. 

It’s been days since the kitchen incident with Bucky and you’ve been trying your best to avoid him in any way possible. Thanks to F.R.I.D.A.Y., the A.I. has been updating you on any of the teams whereabouts. If the kitchen was empty you’d hurry and grab whatever food you could and ran to eat it in your room. Natasha grew more and more concerned after she coaxed you out of your room that day. She thought that you were just taking Steve’s leave hard but that was a ridiculous way to act considering you’ve been without him multiple times on missions. No, there was something else bothering you. Natasha tried to ask Sam and Bucky if they knew, but both men shook their heads and assured her they knew nothing about your change in behavior.

Hurrying back to your room as fast as possible you felt a force swoop you off your feet and brought you to an abrupt stop. 

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Heat Helper

male werewolf x female reader (explicit)

(This is a late night idea that WHEW, I might need to add on. Enjoy my first werewolf story!)

You’d been in a dark place for almost six months.

Living out of the single level motel you worked at — for way under minimum wage – you were hardly able to feed yourself.

A fallout with your family in your small hometown left you with nothing. Out in a mountain town, unable to get much of a job, and slowly fading away. Young adulthood was probably going to kill you.

It was a lonely, scary night where you’d found the ad.

HeatHelper.com

Help out a local werewolf for cash.

The sexual connotation was clear, even though you’d found it on a porn site. 

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I.O.U.: XIII

Summary: Bucky is tired of the youngest Avenger having all of Steve’s attention. 

Warnings: age gap (reader is of age), smut, dub/non con, dark!Bucky

Notes: Yayyy!! Chapter 13 is here. Our story is coming to an end which means we have one more chapter to go!! I really have enjoyed writing this pic, but I can’t wait to work on the other things that I have planned!! Make sure to comment, like, reblog, message, and follow me for more!! Enjoy everyone!! :) 

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Bucky woke up in an extreme amount of pain. It was as if a truck backed over him over a thousand times. Every part of his body burned because of the pain you inflicted.

He finally woke up after three hours. The doctors have done their best to stabilize and soothe the burns and aches all off over his body. Groaning in pain, the nurses at the compound rushed in and tended to him like they had been doing for the past hours. Checking his vitals and replacing the bandages, he looked around and began to wonder where they were keeping you. 

Were you safe? Did you escape? Did you out him? 

Pfft, he knew you wouldn’t out him. You’re too scared and afraid of him to do such a thing. 

Were you though?

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“She’s stable, I had Bruce sedate her and she won’t be getting out until we have the proper authorities involved. I called Strange, he’s going to look after her while Bruce is tending to Bucky,” Tony told Natasha as they made their way to Bucky’s hospital room. 

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