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joonxki:

“you’re so bossy, aren’t you, noona?” he frowned, and his face was enough to tell joonki was mocking her. he’s not a man who minds losing, but he thirsts for winning, someway, somehow. as joonki watched dohee pack her things, he realized that maybe he could still dig for something inside her, if he’s not leaving with a deal at least. after all, he does enjoy turning people’s heads around. “and harsh. you’re also harsh. don’t you think i could be a nice person to work with?” he’s an asshole and he knows it, but joonki actually likes being so. where’s the fun when everythings’s perfect? “if you think your job could be replaced by pepper spray, maybe i really shouldn’t have asked you.” he clicked his tongue and adjusted his posture, not leaning on the door anymore. checking the watch on his wrist, joonki let out a quiet chuckle. “i think you’re way too late for your little ciminal minds session now, by the way.”

          ‘ how observant. ’ it’s true; dohee had a tendency to be bossy, but that’s just the way she was raised to be. controlling, have a handle on anything and everything she could so she could minimize the chances of something going wrong. she was also taught to know when she couldn’t be in absolute control ( and how to plan accordingly in those situations ), but that isn’t the case tonight. the woman’s already lost interest in this whole interaction, only fueled by the fact that she’s definitely missing tonight’s criminal minds episode. ‘ no. ’ she answers with deadpan honesty. people have a tendency of registering her as a harsh person. if being honest makes her harsh, then fine, she’s harsh. something tells her her answer isn’t a big surprise to him anyways. ‘ ah, i’ve just run myself out of my job. that’s unfortunate. ’ she sighs with disinterest, taking one last look at her bag to make sure everything’s in before slinging it over her shoulder. ‘ ----i can catch the rerun. ’

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idckaiden:

kaiden wakes up with the worst pain radiating through his neck. he groans in frustration at the complete inconvenience and twists his body in response. normally in his bed back home, kaiden had plenty of room to stretch out his legs. instead - the balls of his feet hit against the arm rest of a couch. slowly opening his eyes he came to the realization that in fact he was not in his apartment. “fuck man…” he groaned in pain as a throbbing pain took over him. eyes blurry and head in utter pain, kaiden simply wanted to be home. he doesn’t even remember how he got here… better yet, what happened last night. “where the fuck am i?” @bcttledcircaea​ 

          there are a lot of things dohee doesn’t tend to do. bring people, particularly people bordering on complete strangers, into her home is one of them. she’s a naturally private, guarded person; this is about as invading as things can get with her. it’s not like she wanted to, anyways, but she stumbles into this kid while she’s out last night. he had drugs in his system, which is nothing new, but he just... started talking. and talking. and a very, very tiny part of her buried deep down below whispered that maybe the boy just needed someone to vent to. she remembers what that feels like, and simultaneously remembers what it felt like to not find that person. ‘ my apartment. ’ she steps in from the kitchen, a bottle of water and aspirin in one hand and a thin flashlight in the other. ‘ you need to hydrate, and i need to look at your pupillary response. ’

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joonxki:

“you really think i need to be told what to do and who to find?” joonki showed her a smirk, crossing his arms to mimic her and leaning against the door. it was easy to tell joonki could be terribly annoying when he wanted to, teasing with a grin on his lips. he allowed his head to fall to the side and closed his eyes in a fake painful expression. “oh, no, of course. manners, how could I forget about those…” but the expression was gone two seconds later, the grin having a comeback. “ah, yeah, i don’t care.” joonki kept his tone delicate, though, as if he was being the friendliest person in the world. “i’m here because I know you can help me. at least for the right price.” as someone with the most questionable morals working at the office, joonki knew right who stood beside him. he had to, after all, to be aware who he’s dealing with. he looked to the side to check if someone was eavesdropping, but there wasn’t a soul in sight. “an easy task, miss sook, don’t worry. i need a drug that would be enough to get someone blind. do you think you can do it?” joonki raised an eyebrow to test her.

          ‘ no, i think you need to be told when to find them. ’  she doesn’t react to his mirroring. if she feeds into his annoying quirks, the more likely he is to repeat them. he has the face and attitude of someone who can become exceedingly irritating if given the chance. the more he talks and acts, the deeper he digs himself into the grave in her head. in the few minutes they’ve interacted, dohee has put together her final decision; she doesn’t like him. ‘ mm. i see, here’s the thing, ’ with her decision, comes the other decision that he’s probably not serious about anything. dohee can’t work that way; that kind of person becomes a liability very fast, and liabilities were something she actively avoided. the woman rounds one of her metal tables, starting to put everything back into her bag. ‘ i won’t help you. you certainly don’t fall into the criteria i have for the people i work with. ’ he’s a dick, basically, but she finds that she prefers to use more eloquent words when explaining so. of course she can do it, but she won’t for a number of reasons. the biggest one being she typically doesn’t make the drugs herself. ‘ i don’t make drugs, and if it’s such an easy task, i’m sure a smart boy like you can figure it out. might i suggest some pepper spray as a good starting point? ’

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i’d just like to apologize for being so inactive :~( these last few weeks were hectic but !!! all of my finals are done, no more projects or deadlines, so im all free ! yay !!

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chihve:

          it was becoming O B V I O U S that she had too much to drink ( her vision blurry and thoughts racing in the strangest of directions ). usually the life of the party, chihye felt out of place in the crowd —— she got startled every time someone bumped into her, her breathing becoming heavier and heart beating faster with every second. ❛ excuse me, mianhaeyo— i’m not feeling well. ❜ manicured fingers wrapped daintily around someone’s arm.  ❛ can you get me some water ? or go outside with me ? ❜

          dohee’s never been the biggest fan of parties. they’re a covert nightmare---- they have variables all over the place, it’s an exceedingly unsafe environment. she can understand their appeal for hookups, but the girl can find hookups basically anywhere else. when she feels the hand on her arm, she nearly lashes out and twists the person’s arm over their back until it broke. when she sees the person touching her, dohee’s glad she didn’t, but that relief subsides quickly when she notices the state chihye’s in. ‘ ‘course i can, but after we get you hydrated, this is over, understand?  ’

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i was thinking abt it and.................. dohee is essentially an amplified. ridiculous intense version of st.eve m.cgarrett 

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Goddamn I wanna be loved so bad

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ok so !! ik im already plotting w/ some ppl but !! in light of the event, i’d like to plot more centering around it ! with the even in place, dohee is: extremely skeptical and mistrustful. shes likely to feel like youre not the person you say you are, and, regardless of this, she’s likely to scrutinize your every move. she also feels wronged ( by her parents, mostly ), misunderstood and like she was never given a chance to genuinely be herself. like the person she is was premeditated and chosen for her despite how much she wanted to fight against it. this is going 2 make her feel somewhat unstable, and she’ll be v irritated with her clients. 

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disagree. ; minjae && dohee

          ‘ funny, you think i’m asking you. ’ she’s going on a job; there’s a specific plant a client wants in order to study it’s effects against some disease, but procuring that plant had proven too difficult for them. no problem, dohee’s ran through every kind of terrain, some forest is child’s play. the only “issue”... that terrain is known for hostile activity if you step in the wrong place at the wrong time. again, nothing she wasn’t trained for, but that didn’t mean she wanted to get into any kind of trouble. the point of her business is stealth and subtlety. 

          dohee’s preparing her duffel bag as she talks to him, clearly showing no signs of slowing down just because he expressed his disagreement with her plan. ‘ if you’re going to whine about it, you might as well help me get my stuff together while you do so. ’

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❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

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sjiwoos:

               ‘ i’m gonna’ need you to relax for a hot sec’ ’ a light gait takes the raven-haired girl further into the room, the hint of a smirk on cherry lips. though jiwoo herself rarely dabbles in narcotics and what else, valuing a CLEAR mind over momentary ecstasy — her brother recently came to her with an anecdote of overpriced high school dealing, and  ( a missing one hundred thousand won from their mother’s wallet ). she promised to help, though more out of PRIDE than loyalty. ‘ i’m here to throw money at you and this is how i’m treated? business must be going u n d e r, huh ? ’

          oh, dohee already really doesn’t like this kid. look at her--- barging into her office after hours, dragging her away from her me-time and then acting like she’s in any kind of position to tell dohee to relax. now, the toxicologist has never been one for the whole ‘ respect people older than you always without faltering ever ’ tradition, but she does believe in people should be generally respectful towards each other, especially complete strangers. her arms cross over her chest automatically, natural instinct kicking in and, with an arched brow and a bored, supremely unimpressed look in her eyes, she surveys the girl from head to toe and assesses whether or not she poses an immediate physical threat. ' this might come as a surprise to you, but i have no interest in your money. you want to do business? start acting like someone people would want to do business with. besides, there’s nothing out of the ordinary i can offer you. ’

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i like being complimented on my eyes and on my oral sex techniques 

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love is a fucking scam. eat a mango bitch

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Do ya have a significant other?

I’m significant by myself

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whispers softly into the abyss i want 2 make connections fjakdjfkafjfjkfjl

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          ‘ i don’t know who told you i could help you. ’ regardless of the fact that she’s worked with law enforcement before ( albeit not officially ), dohee has to be careful who she aids. however, that is not the immediate problem she has with the newcomer this time. she folds her arms over her chest, leaning on her hip. ‘ but you shouldn’t just barge into someone’s office space. it’s rude. ’ and she had to rush here after having started her weekly r &. r routine at home. the new episode of criminal minds was airing tonight and dohee isn’t happy to be missing it.

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why am i such a romantic bitch?