Heat Helper

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.: IX

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: Well I can’t believe I actually finished this a day earlier than I intended to. I decided to be a little evil in this chapter and you’ll get what I mean soon hehehe. Pretty sure we will be wrapping this up in 5 more chapters so we are almost kinda halfway there!! Also don’t be afraid to ask me questions on my inbox lol. I would love to talk to you guys!! Hope you guys enjoy this one! Please make sure to like, reblog, comment, and follow me for more!! Enjoy my lovelies!! 

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It’s becoming all too much. Last week alone Bucky visited your room twice every night. He’s an insatiable super soldier. According to him once wouldn’t be enough to quench his never ending arousal. Ever since the fiasco in the woods, Bucky made sure to give you a few spanks when he’d take you from behind. 

“Gonna keep this ass red hot,” is what he would say while laying down is never ending assault. 

You on the other hand were not coping well with the situation. Bucky having access to your room made you not want to stay in there at all. You went from spending all your time in your room to spending more time training in the gym or lounging around in the common area. Some nights you even tried to avoid your room altogether pretending to fall asleep on the couch and staying there for the rest of the night. However, Bucky made sure to wake you up or even go as far as carrying you back to your room to make sure he can resume his favorite night activities with you. 

Emotionally you were a wreck, but sexually your body had been thanking you. No matter how hard you tried to turn yourself off the stupid thing between your legs told you other wise. Bucky often commented about how you were enjoying this. 

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pretty girls make graves

a/n; more eddie smut cause we’ve been talking about blonde eddie in the gc and it was too good of a concept to pass up

song to listen to while u read (imma start putting these in since a lot of my fics are inspired by songs); pretty girls make graves by the smiths

warnings; smut. “punk” eddie ig but not really

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What we lost in the ashes

Warnings: noncon sex (oral, m&f, intercourse)

This is dark!Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: At her weekly grief counseling groups, the reader finds herself seeking support in strangers. Even the famous Steve Rogers. But is there more to his compassion than meets the eye?

Note: Okay so this is a one shot but it’s hella long (8800+ words). To anyone who has the energy, thank you for reading. I was gonna split it up but it just wasn’t making sense and I like it altogether. But without further ado…

Please let me know what you think in a reblog/reply! <3 please and thank you.

You walked out of the interview and cringed into your hands. Fuck. You were so worked up you fumbled over nearly every word. Even as you breathed and fought to steady yourself, it all tumbled out like water over the falls. 

Two months and only three interviews. More than a dozen rejection emails, too. All of it piled up and left you senseless as you sat across from the interviewer. You already knew you didn’t get the job. Another fuck up.

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BUSTED - b.b.

PAIRING: PROFESSOR! BUCKY X READER

SUMMARY: Nat asks you about a certain contact by the name of “Bucky Boo Bear 🐻💖💕💗” and gets the surprise of a lifetime.

PART 2 | DRABBLE 1

“Hey Y/N, mind if I use your phone?” Nat asked with your phone already in her hand, signifying the fact that even if you said “no” she’d use it anyway.

“I have to call Clint and mine only has ten percent,” she explained.

“How do you live like that?” you asked incredulously. “I start freaking out when mine’s on seventy.”

Nat shrugs indifferently. “I like living close to the edge. I’m all about the danger zone.”

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I.O.U.: XI

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: Ohhh it feels great to be on winter break!!! so excited to finally give you guys part 11 of IOU. I’m going to do my best to bang out the rest of this series so I can get to working on my other stuff!! Let me know what you guys think of this one! Please make sure to like, comment, message, reblog, and follow me for more!! Enjoy everyone :)

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“So what are you thinking?” Natasha became curious and slightly worried from what Wanda has said. 

“It’s not what I’m thinking it’s what I saw…in her head,” Natasha sighed. 

“Wanda, you know you can’t be doing that anymore.”

“I know, I know, but it happened in accident I swear it!” 

“So what did you see?” 

“She seemed hurt, happy, relieved, scared,” Wanda began listing things off. 

“Scared?” Natasha questioned. 

“I think Bucky has been doing more to her than we know.”

“Should we call Steve?” What could Bucky being doing to you? If only Natasha knew her head would spin and fall off. 

“No, it wouldn’t be right to worry him without finding out what it is first.” 

“So, we should talk to her?”

“Yes, the next time we see her we need to sit her down and talk about what exactly her and Bucky are up to on these missions,” Natasha nodded her head in agreement as the pair went off to find you. 

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