Scenario: The temp agency sent you to a new job that was supposed to be something simple that came along with easy money: lots of easy money. But simple is far from what you get when you realize, being the secretary for Jeon Jungkook, comes with his own form of demands.
A/N: this is part one of the obsession series. I blame Jungkook with his stupid sultry looks and how damn good he’s looked in suits the whole BS&T era. I ended up writing this last night sitting in my car for almost two hours.This is honestly going to be dirty and kinky and I’m not gonna apologize. I hope you all enjoy!
Genre: Jungkook x Reader
Disclaimer: As always, any gifs used are not mine and belong to their rightful owners!!
Warnings: Smut, oral, and slight rough play
“I am a professional. I. Am. A. Professional. I’M A GODDAMN PROFESSIONAL!”
Your hands smacked down on the marble of the bathroom counter. The words you’d been muttering to your reflection over and over like a damn mantra somehow becoming less effective. You felt like you couldn’t breathe in the high-waisted pencil skirt, which wasn’t a ludicrous assumption since you could barely walk properly in it with, or without, the heels.
The reason behind your anxiety ridden pep talk: Jeon Jungkook.
One of the youngest high-ranking executives in the company, he was known for being incredibly smart; thinking outside the box to close deals and create new overseas partnerships, charming, and a decorated athlete. Before you’d been assigned to the company as his latest secretary, the only time you’d actually ever seen him was on the cover of magazines and photographed next to expensive people with beautiful faces to match. Jeon Jungkook held a life you envied.
Greek Gods Series Prologue Poseidon AresAphroditeApolloHadesHermesZeus Ship: Pirate!Mina | Pirate!Reader | Merman!Jimin Description: Pirate!AU | Beginning your new life as a pirate had its hardships- and it all started with something called Fate. Warnings: Fingering, Oral, Dirty Talk, Exhibitionism? Violence, Assault, Angst, Death Word Count: 15,257 A/N: Cover finally up! Enjoy the first part of this series! It took me forever to write.
Summary: You receive a list of demands and make a decision.
Pairings: Bucky x Reader. Andrew McClain (OC) x Reader.
Warnings: Angst, Violence, Blood, Kidnapping, emotional affair.Swearing. Stalker and Obsessive behavior. potential character death. mortal wounds.delusions.potentially triggering content.
Word Count: 1027
You received the email three hours after Bucky had been declared stable and on the mend. The bastardized version of the serum had saved his life, boosting his recovery time.
You had gone out and scoured the surrounding areas for any sign of Reyna, finding only Bucky’s blood and Reyna’s Unicorn stuffie on route to the park. You had walked back to the tower in a daze, clutching the toy tightly to your chest. The fat tears rolling down your cheeks going unnoticed.
You walked silently to the med bay. Ignoring the looks from the nursing staff as you went, you slipped silently into Bucky’s room. The tubes and drips attached to him made you break down in earnest. He looked so vulnerable. Your heart broke down on the spot. You repeated, “I’m sorry,” over and over until your voice went hoarse. It was your fault. You had not taken the threat of the stalker seriously enough. Because of your inattention, an innocent child had been taken away from her father.
The two great loves of your life had been stripped from you. One lay wounded in a hospital bed, the other was God knows where with God knows who. The only way to make it right was to follow their demands regardless of what it would cost you.
Bruce clears his throat awkwardly from the door. “The team’s on their way. We’ll get her back.”
You smile weakly and reply softly, “I know.”
Taking out your phone, you type a quick email and send it to Steve. He was going to lose his shit something awful, but Reyna was more important than one person.
A person who had killed. A person who was irredeemable.
Standing from your chair, you place a lingering kiss on Bucky’s forehead, committing his features to memory. You would probably never see him again.
The last few years seemed so stupid in comparison. So much pain and heartbreak. So much anger. Over something so trivial in the greater scheme of things. Yet, so much beauty had come from it.
Bucky had grown. He had sought the help he so desperately needed. Help you could not have given him. Reyna had been brought into the world because of his mistakes, but you found yourself thankful.
Bucky was never supposed to be yours. Reyna was never supposed to be yours.
You were a ghost story. A soldier. The apple pie life was not something you were ever going to have.
It brings a small smile to your face. Finally, you had accepted what you always knew. Love and happiness were for other people. People who deserved it. You were nothing but a shell.
“I love you,” you whisper softly before leaving the room and heading toward Tony’s lab. You were most likely going to die, but Reyna could still be found.
With grim determination, you swallow the tiny bug with a glass of water. You were going to take as many of them down as you could, and pray your team could do the rest.
************************* You walked swiftly down the back streets. Your senses were alert and strained. You had been followed as soon as you walked out of the tower. You could hear them. The serum had its perks after all.
Eight men, all well trained. Their footfalls barely made any sound on the concrete.
You couldn’t see them either and assumed they were enhanced. Not much made it past you.
You were dressed entirely in black and were unarmed, a condition of Reyna’s release. It didn’t matter, though. You weren’t planning on fighting them. Not yet. Not until you knew she was safe. You needed to find her first. You needed to get her back to her family. It was the least you could do.
You stop at the mouth of the alley, making out several figures in the dark. One is surprisingly familiar, and your heart sinks. Still, you walk confidently toward them. Your head held high, fighting the urge to murder every single one of them.
Stay calm. Be rational. You remind yourself as you come to a stop in front of them.
“Andrew.” You nod. “Where is the girl?”
He grins widely before nodding to the unnamed asshole next to him. He promptly dials a number and rattles off instructions for her release. “She’ll be dropped off at the local firehouse with instructions. She’ll be back with her mongrel father soon enough.”
Your heart pounds frantically in your chest as you weigh your options. He had come fully armed and with an army at his back. You couldn’t fight your way out of this without dying in the process. You had no weapons and no plan.
Andrew chuckles, triumph written all over his smug face.
The rage which had been simmering underneath the surface boils over. Before your brain catches up with you, you’ve taken out four of his men. You were attempting to behead a fifth with your bare hands when the shot rang out.
You stagger backward, hand plastered over your abdomen. When you bring it up to look, it comes away wet.
The man on the floor leers triumphantly at you. The gun in his hand mocks you.
How had you not seen it?
Your knees buckle, and Andrew is beside you in an instant. His hands cradle your head in his lap. “I told you not to harm her!” he yells.
The unnamed asshole walks up to the man who dared harm you and fires a shot, right between his eyes.
Andrews touch revolts you. You want nothing more than to rip his throat out, but you’re slowly losing consciousness. Your vision is fading. You couldn’t fight even if you tried.
Andrew barks orders as his henchman. Soon you’re hoisted gently into a van, Andrew never leaves your side. He whispers apologies in your ear, speaks words of love and claiming, desperate to fix this so you could be together forever.
The more he talked, the clearer it became. He was mad. Insanity had wormed its way into his mind.
You had a sick feeling you weren’t getting out of this one alive.
Description: With eyes like rubies and hair as white as the driven snow, you were a creature desired by all who were descendants of the night. A child born from the moon, somehow having landed in the greedy hands of a prince. And he, like all the others before him, craves the sweet taste of your blood.
Summary: It’s you and Bucky’s 5 year anniversary! Bucky decides to get you a puppy, but you have a surprise for him as well! | Bucky x Reader Warnings: a lil swearing, pregnancy? lol Word count: 2,3 k A/N: ALL THE FEELSSS
Bucky woke up that morning more excited than ever. Today was
your 5 year anniversary and he had a special day planned. He looked over his
shoulder where you were still sleeping, resting on your stomach, one leg
dangling off the bed. He placed a tender kiss to your bare shoulder,
remembering the activities of last night – something you two were definitely
repeating tonight. Bucky strolled to the dresser to slip on a fresh pair of
boxers and simple grey sweatpants.
As he searched the fridge for some eggs, he thought about
his plans once more. Make breakfast, go to the grocery store, come back home,
order some pizza, then cuddle on the couch while watching your favourite movies
and then he would have to go out
again to go get your present. Bucky knew you’d scold him about it, because you
didn’t want any presents or fancy dinners, thus why for the 4th year now you
always stayed at home and did cozy stuff, it’s just the way you liked it. But
this year, Bucky couldn’t help himself. He saw the way you always longingly
look at the pet shop when you pass it. You were a huge animal lover, dogs being
your favourite. He didn’t know if you had a favourite breed, so when he stepped
in the pet shop the other day to look at a potential new family member his eyes
immediately fell to a tiny Pug puppy padding around. The pup was a little boy already
named Charlie. His curled up tail and squashed face made his heart melt and
Bucky knew he had found the one. So when he was frying eggs and bacon he
couldn’t wait to go pick up the little pup later. Bucky smiled to himself as he
felt your arms snake around his waist.
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