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Xiumin scenario - Release the tension

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Genre: mafia EXO, smut

Warnings: rough sex, teasing

Summary: Xiumin has had a pretty hard day, but after seeing you waiting for him in your little tank top and shorts, he decided to relieve some stresses the best way he knows how.

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The Game Played Right [6; Preview]

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Pairing : Kim Junmyeon / Reader

Genre : Angst, Fluff, Smut, CEO! AU

Words : ?

 -Junmyeon’s P.O.V-

I sat at my desk, trying to get as much work done as possible but it was hard when she was the only thing on my mind. It had been about three weeks since the banquet and for those three weeks all that was on my mind was her. I couldn’t get the image of her crying face out of my head, my heart wrenching in my chest at the memory. And the memory of her tears, the tears I caused, made me think of her words from a little more than a month ago. I was still trying to figure out why it hurt some much to hear those words come out of her mouth, even if I know she didn’t mean any of it. I knew the words she was saying was nothing but the truth but for some reason I found it hard to believe. Yeah sure this was all for show but somewhere along the line something changed. I leaned back in my chair, losing myself in my thoughts.

“Where are we going?” She asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

I said nothing as I weaved my way through the crowd of people, heading to a place I frequented often to unwind. I felt her grab onto the back of my jacket, not wanting to lose me in the crowd. I couldn’t help but smile softly, reaching back to grab onto her hand. I pulled her close, feeling her squeeze my hand in hers. We kept walking for another ten minutes, her eyes looking over at me curiously every few minutes. I kept my mouth shut, letting her wonder where we were going until we arrived. Once at the arcade she let out a small laugh, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the games.

“An arcade?”

“What?”

“Nothing…I just–I never thought you’d be into these kinds of things.”

“I used to come here all the time. I even ditched school a few times to hang out here.”

She grinned at that, already starting to pull me into the arcade as she walked backwards so she could look at my face, “Ooh~ I guess even a goody two shoes like you ditched school for places like this.”

At her words my eyes darkened as I stopped walking. I raised an eyebrow before pulling her into me, her chest flush against my own. I placed my other hand on her hip, leaning in until our faces were mere inches apart. The smile she had on her face had fallen as she stared into my eyes, shocked with my actions. I couldn’t help but smirk at her reaction, knowing that she could be this affected by something so simple like this.

“Goody two shoes?” I asked teasingly, watching her open her mouth but quickly shut it.

I grinned, leaning forward and planting a small kiss on the corner of her lips, pulling away immediately afterwards so she couldn’t go in for a real kiss. Before she could say anything I dragged her over to the counter, smiling to myself.

We spent so much of the day there when we left we didn’t know the sun had set over an hour ago. With the sun having set that meant the temperature dropped as well. I was okay since I had brought my jacket with me but Y/N had only worn a long sleeved shirt, a thin one at that so when the wind blew I couldn’t help but notice how she shivered slightly and stepped closer to me. I frowned at how cold her hand had seemed to get so quickly, slipping out of my jacket and draping it over her shoulder. I stood in front of her, fixing it so it covered her properly.

“Who doesn’t bring a jacket with them in the middle of fall?” I asked under my breath, my eyes catching hers.

As soon as I looked into her eyes my breath caught in my throat, my hold on my jacket loosening. The look in her eyes was a look I had never seen before. Not from her and if I remember correctly nobody had ever given me a look like that. That one look caused the wind to be knocked out of me as I lost myself in her gaze. What broke me out of the trance I was in was the sound of a car honking in the distance. At the sound I took a step back, letting my hands fall to my sides as I shook my head.

I cleared my throat, my eyes darting around as I spoke, “We should…uh…probably get going…before it gets too late.”

I sighed heavily at the memory, closing my eyes as I rubbed my hands over my face. I really fucked up big time, me and my big mouth.

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EXO - In Heat ~ Minseok [💋]

Group; EXO, EXO-M, EXO-K, EXO-CBX

Member; Minseok/Xiumin

Genre; 💋(Smut)

Type; Imagine

Warnings; Wolf!Minseok, Dom!Minseok, Possessive!Minseok, Daddy!Minseok, Pet names, Dirty talk, Choking, Bruises, Slight praising, Orgasm control, Teasing, Outside sex, Degradation, Slight pain play, Pure fucking filth

AU; Wolf hybrid

Description; You’re wolf boyfriend is needy & in heat… What are you gonna do? Say no? Well, maybe…

Date & time posted; 10/20/18, 7:28 PM

A/N; Minseok is my EXO main bias and God diddly damn I’m dead! Also I was listening to “PLAYBOY” while writing💦 This isn’t the first time I’ve written smut, but it’s my first post~ feedback/likes/reblogs/requests are welcome~

📷; credits to owner

Minseok has been whining all day, sure it wasn’t his fault he was in heat. Blame Luhan for making him into a wolf in the first place.

“You’re the reason I’m like this!” Minseok yelled at the slightly younger male,

“You may be older than me but I’m the alpha of this fucking group. Sit down.” Luhan snarled at your boyfriend. Minseok did as told, still whining. “How do you put up with him?” Luhan questioned you,

“You get used to it after a while.” You shrugged, staying back from Minseok. Knowing that if you got too close he’d pounce on you.

“Right.” Luhan carried on with what he was talking about, teaching the newer wolves who were experiencing heat for the first time some tricks to handle themselves. Once he finished Minseok came over to you,

“Baby, daddy needs you~” Minseok practically growled into your ear,

“Well that sucks, huh?” It’s not like you didn’t wanna fuck your boyfriend. He just needed to learn how to control himself.

“Y/n~” Minseok cooed, rubbing his hips against yours in the progress. You felt the newer wolves eyes on you. Maybe because you were the only female in the room.

“Minseok, we should go..” Minseok looked to see Jongin, Chanyeol, and Baekhyun’s eyes undressing you.

“She’s mine!” Minseok barked, bringing to into his arms, the younger males all turned away, embarrassed.

“Minseok! Let’s go.” You grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the building. “You need to control your anger.”

“It’s not my fault! They were basically fucking you with their eyes!” Minseok and you walked into the foggy woods, next to the building. It’s where Minseok learned to go if he needed to just relax. “Why can’t we just have sex? You would enjoy it and it would help me.” Minseok looked at you, his voice dark.

“Because you need to learn how to control this type of stuff, Minseok.” He knew you were right, that didn’t mean he would stop.

“Oh please. You know you want daddys cock buried deep inside you, baby~” Minseok leaned against a tree whilst you sat on a log, looking up at him. “You and I both know you want to be pinned against this tree and fucked like a slut, huh?” Minseok smirked, seeing it in his head.

“I fucking hate you.” You got up, starting to walk away until you were pushed against the tree faster than lightening and not so gently. You didn’t say anything about the pain, instead you whimpered at it. Minseok’s lips came in contact with your neck, kissing ever so slightly. His nose nuzzling the beautiful skin, breathing in your scent.

“How can someone smell sexy?” Minseok bit the soft skin, marking you as his own. “Kitten~ won’t you be a good girl for daddy?” You nodded, weak at the knees. “Good. Shirt, off.”

“Were outside..” You pointed out,

“Does it look like I give a fuck?” Minseok looked at you, his eyes flashing yellow. He let go of your hands, allowing you to take your shirt off. “Such an angel~” Minseok ripped off your bra, taking your nipple into his mouth.

“Daddy~” You moaned quietly, running your hands through his hair. His tongue circled the area, sucking softly. “Please..” You breathed out, Minseok, finally kissed his way up to your mouth. Capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

“Awe, daddys slut is so needy, isn’t she?” Minseok pulled back, watching you pout. “Now, now. I’d normally tease you more but daddy needs you too.” Minseok pulled down his jeans along with his boxers. Bringing down yours along the way too.

“Will you just fu-” Without warning Minseok slammed into you, causing what seemed like a scream to grow from your throat.

“Fuck you? Isn’t that what I’m doing?”

‘Cocky bastard’

Minseok slammed into you at an alarming rate, seeming as if he was forgetting your human. Hips snapping together, your moans echoing through the trees.

“D-daddy, slow-slow down.” You lightly begged, Minseok only went faster.

“You wanted me to fuck you, kitten. What do you think I’m doing~?” Minseok spoke in a teasing manner, smirking at the fallen whimpers from you. “You’re such a mess, kitten. Falling apart for daddy~”

“I-im gonna cum, daddy.” You were on the verge of tears, feeling a knot forming in the pit of your stomach. Minseok eyes turned a gold yellow as he pressed his hand to your throat, applying enough pressure to speed up your climax.

“Cum, kitten~” Minseok let out an animalistic growl as you came around him, “Fuck, kitten!” Minseok squeezed your throat as he pulled out, coming on your stomach. Both of you calmed, Minseok still holding you against the tree but you flush against his chest.

“I’m cold.” You whispered, Minseok chuckled and grabbed your clothes. Using his shirt to clean you up, “Did I help you?” You asked once you were fully dressed.

“You have no idea, kitten~” Minseok traced the bruises on your neck, “I’m so sorry, kitten. Was daddy too rough?” Minseok lightly kissed the pink and purple marks,

“It’s okay, daddy. I enjoyed it~”

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The Game Played Right [5]

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Pairing : Kim Junmyeon/ Reader

Genre : Angst, Smut, Fluff, CEO! AU

Words : 3.5k

Pt 1. Pt 2. Pt 3. Pt 4. Pt 5.

-Y/N’s P.O.V-

I groaned out, leaning forward and resting my head against my desk. I could hear Taeoh snicker from his spot on the other side of the room. My head was throbbing, the noise coming from outside not helping. I had gone out to have some drinks with Joohyun for the past two days. Joohyun had stopped at two drinks every night while I…I had about seven or eight. By the eighth drink I was stumbling over my own two feet, my words so slurred together even I didn’t know what I was saying. Though I had been pretty drunk for the past two nights in a row I was still able to remember what had happened, thankful that Joohyun knew when to cut me off. Once blackout drunk there was no telling what I would do.

I jumped at hearing something heavy being slammed down onto a desk, my thoughts interrupted as I lifted my head in search of the source of the sound. I narrowed my eyes as I glared at Taeoh who only grinned, a soft chuckle falling from his lips.

“Sorry.” He said, not actually meaning it.

I crumbled up a piece of paper before throwing it at him, smirking at seeing it bounce off his head. He gave me a glare, ready to throw it back before Joohyun walked in. She just eyed the two of us, Taeoh gingerly putting the balled up piece of paper down.

“Nice. Very nice. My head architect and her assistant messing around during business hours. Nice to know I’m paying you for this.” She said in a serious tone, leaning against the door frame as she crossed her arms over her chest.

I smiled sheepishly, leaning back in my chair, “But you have yet to fire us.”

I could see her try to fight back a smile that threaten to break out across her face. She sighed heavily to stop the smile from spreading, holding up a piece of paper, “True but since I can’t fire you I can do something better. There’s a banquet I want you two go to. I’d go myself but I hate these kinds of things.”

“What? No-”

“It’s either that or take a pay cut. Don’t think I’ve forgotten the stunt you pulled weeks ago. Consider this your punishment.” She cut me off, giving me an ultimatum.

I sighed heavily, rubbing my hands over my face, “I just show up then?”

“No. Try getting some investors, we didn’t get all of them back after that ordeal awhile back.”

I nodded, already thinking about what I could say to these people to get them to invest in us. While thinking about this my eyes drifted to Taeoh who had been quiet this whole time. He seemed to be avoided Joohyun’s eyes, his own eyes on his computer screen, trying to make it seem like he was busy. I smirked as a thought suddenly crossed my mind, turning to Joohyun.

“I think I’m gonna need Taeoh to come with me.”

As soon as he heard his name he looked up at me, glaring daggers into me. I simply grinned, keeping my eyes to see what Joohyun said.

“Fine by me. He could help fend off some sleazy men too, not like you can’t do it yourself but you never know.” She shuddered, suddenly remembering something, “Even if this is a formal event some don’t miss the opportunity to try and feel you up. Alright…it’s settled then, the two of you are going tomorrow night. I’ll call to let them know.” She said, turning on her heel and heading back to her office.

As soon as she was out of sight I felt something light hit my head. I turned towards Taeoh with the smirk still on my face just as he was getting ready to throw another balled up piece of paper, “If I go down you go down with me.”

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The Game Played Right [4]

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Pairing : Kim Junmyeon / Reader

Genre : Angst, Fluff, Smut, CEO! AU

Words : 4k

Pt 1. Pt 2. Pt 3. Pt 4.

-Y/N’s P.O.V-

“What do you mean you have to go? Y/N we’re in the middle of a meeting.” Joohyun began to argue as I gathered my things.

I gave her a shake of my head, “I’m sorry but it’s urgent.”

“This is urgent!” She yelled, raising her voice for the first time in front of the others.

“Y/N can’t it wait?” My assistant, Taeoh asked.

I gave him a look before looking over at Joohyun, “I’m sorry.”

That was all I said as I practically ran out of the room, flinching at hearing the anger in Joohyun’s voice when she yelled after me. I ran straight for the elevator, glad to see one already open, saving me time. I looked down at my phone. Junmyeon had been spamming my phone for the past hour. I had thought to let his messages go unanswered since I haven’t heard from him in days but his last message is what had got me. All his previous messages were simple ones like ’what are you doing?’ ‘Hey!’ 'answer me’ things like that but the last one just had three letters, S.O.S.

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I ran out of the elevator once I reached the floor his office was on but stopped when I almost bumped into Heejoon. He looked confused to see me there.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?”

“I got a few texts from Junmyeon. The last one said S.O.S.”

He looked even more confused than he was before, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to figure out what exactly was going on, “He’s been in his office all day…why would he send that to you? He’s seemed fine all day.”

“I’m just gonna check on him real quick.” I said, still slightly worried over him.

As soon as I opened the door to his office that worry completely vanished. He was sitting in his chair, spinning around lazily as he looked up at the ceiling. I noticed his clothes weren’t what he’d usually wear to the office, the clothes he had on were way too casual.

“Junmyeon?”

He looked over at me at the sound of my voice, a smile immediately finding its way to his face, “You’re here.”

“Yeah…your last message sounded urgent…so I, uh, came over as quickly as I could…”

He sat up, the small smile on his face turning into a grin, “Play with me today.”

I coughed at that, choking on air as my brain processed what he had just said. He seemed to notice the confusion on my face as he stood up, walking around to lean against his desk.

“I’ve been needing to destress recently, all this work has my head ready to explode.” He said nonchalantly tucking his hands into his jean pockets.

I scoffed at his words, my fingers tightening over the strap of my bag as I tried to calm myself down but it was too late. Once I opened my eyes I can practically feel the fire that was burning behind them. With the annoyance and frustration rising inside of me I did the only thing I could think of, I threw my bag at him. I aimed for his head but he ducked at the very last second. He looked over at me with wide eyes.

“Y/N what the fuck?!”

“You call me out of work, making me think you were in actual trouble and needed my help…to fucking play?!” I all but spat out, making my way over to him slowly.

He smiled nervously, putting a hand out in front of him as he made his way back behind his desk, “Y/N, c'mon, lighten up a bit. I just wanted a bit of a break from my own work so I thought you’d be up for it.”

“I was in the middle of an important meeting! Who knows if Joohyun’s gonna fire me or not! I came over as quickly as I could because I was genuinely worried but all this was because you wanted to play?” I said through gritted teeth as I reached out for him but he jumped back before I could grab him.

“Y/N calm down will you? Look I’ll make it up to you.”

“How?!”

He said nothing for a few seconds, my anger growing the longer he stayed silent. In my anger I reached out to grab a book he had on his desk, ready to throw it at him when someone entered the room. I froze mid throw as I looked over at the woman that entered his office. She wore an extremely tight dress with heavy makeup and high heels to go with the whole outfit. As I examined her choice of clothes I wondered how she hasn’t frozen to death with the weather being so cold recently. But her outfit wasn’t the thing that had me drop the book that I had in my hand, it was the coat she carried in her hands, Junmyeon’s coat. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why she had his coat, the look on Junmyeon’s face was all the confirmation I needed. I sighed heavily to myself, ignoring the way my heart constricted as I went to pick up my bag. I kept my face blank as I walked towards the door before turning back to face Junmyeon. I could tell he had something he wanted to say but no words came out so instead I did the talking.

“Don’t call me out of work for things like this, as a matter of fact don’t call me at all for awhile.” I said with a blank expression, trying to hide my emotions.

He frowned heavily at my words, something I didn’t recognize swimming in his eyes but before he could say anything I turned on my heel and left. I ignored Heejoon’s calls for me as I headed for the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator to arrive. I couldn’t help but laugh at myself as I walked down the stairs. To think I had been waiting for his call on the days that I heard nothing from him. I felt pathetic. I had the ability to leave this damned side job but I chose not to. Even when I had quit out of anger I had let him reel me back in and for what? To have my feeling all thrown out of whack as he seemed unphased and unchanging? To hell with this.

I picked up my pace when I heard a door open from up above. I had no idea if it was Junmyeon or not but I really didn’t want to wait to find out even if I held out hope that he had come after me. I blocked out everything as I pushed the door that lead to the underground parking structure open with my shoulder. I dug through my bag, looking for my keys as I walked towards the place I remember parking my car. I must’ve been too focused in looking for my keys when I suddenly heard the sound of a car horn making me look up towards the sound. My eyes widened as I noticed how close the car was, the person behind the wheel not being able to press the breaks in time. Just as I thought the car was about to hit me I felt someone grab my forearm from behind, pulling me back and out of the way. I could feel my hands trembling, dropping the keys that had been in my hand the whole time.

“Dammit Y/N pay attention.” Junmyeon scolded me, his hands resting on my shoulders, looking me over as if checking to see that I was alright.

I shook my head, trying to get rid of this feeling and stepped away from him. I let out a deep breath, finally able to keep my shaking under control. I knelt down and picked up my keys, walking away from him. I heard him sigh heavily, his footsteps following after me. I paid him no mind as I unlocked my car about to pull the door open when he brought his hand out to stop me. I looked over at him with the most blank and emotionless expression I could muster.

“Move.”

He stayed put, staring at me for a few seconds before speaking, “Why are you being like this? Look I’m sorry I called you out of work simply because I was bored. I just wanted to see you. Hell I even save your life and you can’t even say a simple thank you?”

“Thanks. Now will you move. I have to go beg my boss to let me keep my job, y'know, the one I actually enjoy doing.” I said in a monotone voice, ignoring the way my heart skipped a beat when he said he had wanted to see me, “Now can you move?”

He let out a dry chuckle, leaning against the car door with his arms crossed over his chest, “Oh so you hate doing this job then? Really? Huh…last I remember you seemed to enjoy this job, more so than you’d like to admit.”

I couldn’t help but let a blush coat my cheeks at his words, knowing he was referring to that time in his office. He smirked at my reaction, taking a step closer to me. He reached out to place a hand on my waist, his smirk turning into a smile when he noticed I didn’t move away. He stepped closer, pressing our bodies together before he placed his other hand on the side of my neck and leaned in for a kiss. I kept my hands at my sides as I let him kiss me but I held myself back on kissing him. He must’ve realized that I wasn’t responded, pulling away from the kiss to give me a questioning look. I kept my face blank as I stared into his eyes, looking away after a second and sighed heavily. He slowly let his hands fall to his sides allowing me to take a step back and put some space in between us.

“Y/N…”

“I’m leaving now, either in my car or walking but I’m leaving either way.”

He opened his mouth to object but shut it immediately. There was an unfamiliar emotion swimming in his eyes for a few seconds before he quickly masked it. He looked away, giving a shake of his head and moved aside. I went to open my car door but stopped, my hand gripping the handle tightly.

“You don’t have to pay me for today, I’ll count this as a day that never happened so don’t worry about it.” I said as coldly as I could before opening the car door and getting in.

-Junmyeon’s P.O.V-

I watched as she drove away, sighing heavily before the smallest of smiles made its way onto my face. I knew why she was acting this way, it was too obvious. Sure she had a bit of a temper but overreacting because of something like this was a bit too much, even for her. She wasn’t angry at the fact that I called her out of work, well she was but that wasn’t why she was acting like this. It was because of that woman that came into my office.

“This girl really…” I said to myself, trailing off as I let a chuckle fall from my lips.

I shook my head, shoving my hands into my pockets as the smile I had on my face slowly turned into a frown. Though I was slightly joyed at seeing her so jealous I couldn’t help but feel my heart constricting in my chest at the look on her face when she pieced everything together. Even if she pieced it together all wrong.

“What the hell am I even doing?” I asked myself as I let out a heavy sigh, turning on my heel and heading back upstairs.

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“Sir this invitation just came in.”  Heejoon said as he entered my office, placing an envelope on my desk.

I didn’t even bother looking up, keeping my eyes on the computer screen, “I thought I told you not to accept these kinds of things.”

“It’s from your father.”

At his words my fingers stopped, freezing over the keyboard. I gave him a quick look before grabbing the envelope, pulling out the invitation it had inside. It was for a banquet, my father trying to get us new investors. I looked down at the date, a heavy sigh leaving my lips as I read that it was going to be held this Friday. I knew I had to take Y/N with me but I haven’t checked up on her since that day of the incident in my office. She said she didn’t want me to call for awhile so I respected her decision.

“Sir…” Heejoon trailed off, wanting to say something but held his tongue.

I threw the invitation down onto my desk, leaning back in my chair and looked up at him, “What is it?”

“Why not exclude Y/N from this one? She’s been having a hard time for the past few weeks and I-”

“And how do you know she’s been having a hard time?” I asked, cutting him off.

He hesitated to answer for a few seconds but answered either way, “We’re…old friends. We’ve known each other since we were kids…”

I raised an eyebrow at the new information, setting my jaw. This unexplainable sense of betrayal and anger ran through me. Well not really anger but I didn’t want to admit that it was jealousy. Now this had me thinking how much of Y/N he knew that I didn’t. I know I really had no right to get jealous since the relationship between Y/N and myself wasn’t even real but I couldn’t help myself.

“Maybe it’d be best to call that woman that-”

“That woman and I have nothing going on. Her father invited me over for a couple drinks to discuss some things. I left my coat at their place and he sent her over with it, nothing more nothing less.” I cut him off once more, not liking how shady he was being, “Maybe I’ve let you get a little too comfortable.”

He lowered his head at those words but the way his hands balled into fists didn’t go unnoticed. I could see him set his jaw, his gaze kept down as he spoke, “Should I notify Y/N then?”

I thought it over. I really didn’t want her to be uncomfortable the whole time. If she really was having a hard time like he said she was I needed to talk to her before taking her to this banquet. I got up from my chair, grabbing my coat and headed towards the door.

“No. I’ll tell her myself.”

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I stood outside her door, unable to bring myself to knock. I felt guilty even though I knew there was nothing for me to feel guilty for, I did nothing wrong. Nothing happened between that woman and I  but she didn’t really give me the opportunity to explain. I hated how I was starting to get attached. This was only supposed to be for appearances and nothing more. There was really no reason for me to see her when there was no one else around but I couldn’t keep myself away. There was something between us, something more than just a business relationship, whether either of us took the time to address it properly in the future I don’t know. I sighed, shaking my head to clear my thoughts and raised my fist to knock on the door lightly. Before my fist could even make contact with her door it opened, a guy around my height staring at me in surprise.

“Y/N there’s someone at the door for you!” He called out to her.

I stayed silent, shoving my hands into my coat pockets as I stared at the guy. I know I was glaring more than just simply staring but I couldn’t help myself. Why was this guy here? With Y/N…alone…in her home? Before I could even try and figure it out in my head I heard her make her way over to the door.

“Who? I don’t remember inviting anyone else over…” She said but trailed off when she saw that it was me.

She just stared at me, the surprise on her face clear. I let a small smile grace my lips at finally seeing her; she was in a simple oversized hoodie, her shorts barely peeking through underneath the hem of her sweater.

“Uh, Taeoh, I’ll see you later. Don’t forget what I told you, it needs to be perfect.”

He grinned at her before giving her a mock salute, a laugh falling from her lips, “I’ve got everything covered, captain. You won’t be disappointed.”

She grinned widely, reaching over to ruffle his hair in an affectionate manner, “Get going you clown, you’re gonna be late.”

He gave her one last farewell, bowing to me slightly before finally leaving. As soon as he was gone the smile that was on her face vanished. She turned her attention to me, leaning against her door frame with her arms crossed over her chest. She didn’t say a word, waiting for me to speak up and tell her why I suddenly showed up to her door. Seeing her like this cause all the confidence I had to vanish, my mind going blank.

-Y/N’s P.O.V-

I watched as he fidgeted in his place, his fingers combing through his hair as his eyes darted around. I had to admit he looked pretty adorable when he was flustered. I had always seen him with his head held high, his confidence oozing out of him. He had such a strong aura most people were intimidated by him but now all that was gone. It was times like this when I saw the real him. Not the one that had the future of a company on his shoulders and had to seem well put together all the time. But a regular twenty seven year old trying to get his bearings together so he could speak.

“Well? Are you going to tell me why you’re here? I don’t remember having anything planned with you today.” I said, wincing internally at how unintentionally cold my voice sounded to my own ears.

“Answer my question first.” He said in a soft voice, the look on his face vulnerable, “Why didn’t you tell me you and Heejoon knew each other before I hired you?”

“He didn’t want me saying anything. I only agreed to do this cause his job was on the line.”

“And that guy that just left? Who is he?”

I let out a dry chuckle, combing the hair that had fallen over my face aside with my fingers, “That’s none of your business.”

“Like hell it isn’t. You and I-”

“Are in a fake relationship. None of this is real, nothing ever meant anything. It was all for show remember? Who I know and don’t know is my personal business. You have no reason to know who I associate myself with.” I cut him off, the anger I felt from that day returning.

I had a lot of time to think this whole thing over. My feelings weren’t worth this. I didn’t want to fall for a man like him, someone who has so little disregard for others. I mean he didn’t even need me, he had plenty of other women lined up, ready to take my place. It took awhile for me to realize that everything said, every kiss shared meant nothing, everything was just for show. Sure it went further than just a kiss once but wasn’t that really just to convince me to stay? I’m sure he felt nothing but here I was, going through some inner turmoil because my heart decided to set its eyes on him.

“Seriously? So you’re telling me you never felt anything the times we were together?” He asked, his eyes showing exactly how he was feeling.

I kept a blank face, my eyes searching his. Feeling how my heart was pounding in my heart was enough for me to know that I had already fallen for him, no matter how many times I had denied it before. I avoided his gaze as I pushed myself off the door frame, letting my arms fall to my side. I had to end it before anyone, i.e me, got hurt from this whole show we’ve been putting on. I made sure to mask any feelings showing through my eyes, keeping my face clear of any emotion.

“No, never. This had been nothing more than a job for me, no strings attached.”

He looked down at my words, a bitter smile on his face when he looked back up, “Great. That’s great then, makes it easier for me,” He chuckled lowly, the look in his eyes empty, “This saves me the trouble of ending this later, y'know, before you’ve developed feeling for me. This is good. People would’ve thought it was strange to keep the same woman around me after staying single for so long. I gotta switch you out with someone else, keep them from digging too much.”

My mouth hung open at his words, tears gathering in my eyes as his cold tone hit home, “Fuck you.”

That was all I said before slamming the door in his face angrily. I leaned my head against the door, sighing heavily to try and hold back my tears. I had no idea that he was still on the other side of the door, the smile on his face completely falling and forming a frown. I turned around, leaning my back against the door before I slid down it to sit on the floor. Angelo came up to me when I did, rubbing his head against my knee. I smiled softly, wiping away at the one tear that managed to escape.

“You here to tell me I was an idiot for falling for him too? Well I don’t need to hear it, I get enough of that from Joon.” I said softly.

Angelo just meowed in response, climbing into my lap. I cradled him in my arms, trying to ignore my feelings for as long as I could. I didn’t want to have to think about it. I didn’t want to have to think about how I’d never see him again, how I’d never hear his laugh, see his smile. Instead I pulled out my phone, holding the number three for a few seconds before bringing the phone up to my ear. It didn’t take long for her to pick up the phone, hearing her voice through the phone had the tears in my eyes falling.

“Hyun-ah…Hyunie…do you want to have a drink with me?” I asked, unable to keep my voice from cracking.

“Y/N? Are you okay? What’s wrong?” She asked, the sound of papers rustling telling me she was still at the office.

I hummed out a response, wiping my tears with the sleeve of my sweater. I heard her sigh heavily before speaking.

“Where are you?”

“Home.”

“Okay. Do you want to drink at home or go out?”

“Go out.”

She sighed once more, “Alright I’ll be there in a bit. Do you want me to stay on the line?”

I shook my head before realizing she couldn’t see me, “No it’s okay. I’ll go get ready…”

“Y/N…are you sure you’re okay?”

I thought it over for a few seconds before coming to the conclusion that I wasn’t. I was far from okay.

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Author’s Note: this is the first part of Tam Infra Quam Supra. thank you all so much for being so patient for this, i cant believe it grew into this monster jfc  Pairing: Minseok x Reader (oc; female) Genre: witch!au; soulmate!au; horror; suspense; romance Summary: As Salem’s most accurate palm reader, Minseok is rumored to be the most powerful psychic in the country. He doesn’t bother confirming the rumors - he lets his premonitions speak for themselves. From person to person, he’s seen a lot of shit - he’s rarely surprised anymore. Until, of course, he meets you. You, he thinks, are the most surprising, and terrifying, thing he’s ever seen. Rating: NC-17 Warning: explicit sex; explicit language; dark themes Word Count: 22,059

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[vincentvanleggo-deactivated2018]

I keep seeing shit about folks getting kidnapped and shit in the dmv

That’s wild

[loving-women-is-rad]

what the fuck?? how did you know this was a sex trafficking tactic?? I would have let her in my car jesus… how do you avoid this??

[hellagaypokemon]

@loving-women-is-rad I can explain why this is obvious.

it’s the fact that she wanted to go into her isolated car instead of into the public building. going to her car gets her alone, where as going inside the well lit building with other people gets her around people who could protect both of them from the people she’s claiming are after her.

any actual victim will go straight for a well populated area. they may want you  to come with them for help, but they would never try and get you away from a populated area and into an isolated car unless the car was the only option, because a dark car late at night is a fantastic way to isolate and capture a mark without anyone’s notice.

other tactics often used include:

1) pretending to be a heavily pregnant woman stuck out in bad weather she’s not dressed for and asking a good samaritan who asked her if she’s ok to buy her some coffee. if the woman refuses money and wants you to go with her specifically, becoming agitated when you don’t agree and only offer her cash, this is a trick. the person who found this out managed to follow a woman doing this and saw her arguing with another woman and two men. the men insisted she needed to be more convincing so people would be more sympathetic, and she watched her tell him to be the one out in the snow in the thin hoodie and fake belly, and she watched her take off a fake baby bump.

(someone taking the money can still be a scam, but it’s a scam for money, and not to traffic you. traffickers want to get you to leave a populated area, so refusing to go with them will upset them, and that’s the biggest reveal of their true intentions.)

2) a woman banging on your door screaming that a man is chasing her and begging you to let her in, saying he’s going to rape her if you don’t let her in. this was brought to everyone’s attention by a teenager who shared his story about it. his mother wanted to help her, but her husband had grown up in a ‘bad part of town’ and wasn’t so trusting. he unlocked the door but not the chain lock and handed her a brick, telling her his family was calling the police and he would stay with her at the door. if the person did show up she could use the brick to defend herself and he would come out with his..I think it  was a baseball bat and help her fight him off. she became very angry, asking what was wrong with them and demanding they let her in. his only response was to close and lock the door again. she got quiet and when the police got there, she was gone but the brick was just sitting on one of their steps.

the next night the police were back, as the woman showed up again at someone else’s doorstep doing the exact same thing, only this time an officer was basically already there. that family had let her in, and she in turn let her partner in who proceeded to murder the entire family before being caught by the officer.

3) similarly, men have been known to use a recording of a baby crying playing at womens’ doorsteps in order to entice them into opening the door, this giveaway being that A) it’s recorded and that’s usually fairly obvious, but also that after a little while, the sound will move, typically under windows around the front of the house, something an actual baby clearly can’t do on its own, and is clearly someone attempting to get closer to the presumed sleeping women in the hopes of getting her attention, since she seemingly can’t hear it from the front door.

this was caught when a woman noticed this ‘baby’ moving and the cry looping and called the police. again an officer was nearby and found two men hiding in bushes around her house.

4)more of an example of something very common, a young woman shared a story of when she was little many years ago. she and a friend were going to some sort of event (she was into something. she was ether part of a sports team or dance team or something to that affect, something done by her school as she was around 6-7 at the time) her mother stopped off at a grocery store real quick and left her and her sleeping friend in the car. another little girl looking to be about 4 was in a car nearby with what this girl assumed was his father. he too got out of the car and left her there, going into the store. the girl was all smiles with him, even waving to our storyteller and smiling, until the man left. once he was inside suddenly she looked scared, and was acting like she wanted her to get out of the car and come to her. she tried waking her sleeping friend to tell her about this, thinking now the man wasn’t her father but someone who was a danger to her, but her friend gave her the dirtiest look, demanded she shut up and let her sleep, and rolled over. she looked back up at the 4 year old who was now looking at the store. she too looked over and saw the man just standing right at the window smiling and encouraging her. she smiled at him and then looked back to our storyteller, with her face instantly dropping back into that scared look on her face. she refused to get out of her car, and when the  4 year old looked back at the store, the man came back out, without having bought anything, gave the girl a smile and a pat and driving off, with the little girl waving at her as he drove away. after seeing this, she was convinced he was coaching her and using her to lure other children out to abduct them.

5)another example of something very common, a woman who was moving to another state and was by herself, as her fiance had gone ahead a month earlier to get things set up in the new place while she tied up the loose ends at the old one. on her way back to her car, she was stopped by a man in his truck, his passenger side between them, and asked her if she knew where a grocery store was. she said she didn’t know, as she was just stopping through on her way to a new place. he then said something along the lines that this was a nice place to stop on a trip with the family, and she admitted she was alone. it was then when he said it was nice to meet her and reached out his hand to shake hers, but did nothing to lean out, meaning she would have to reach in the car to reach him. it was here where she realized his questions confirmed that she was alone, far from home, and unfamiliar with the area, meaning if she vanished no one would know when she vanished or where on her long trip alone, and it would be a good while before anyone expected to see her, meaning by the time anyone realized she was gone she’d be long gone.

she refused to shake his hand, stating that she was going to go, and he sped off, far too fast for her to read the license plate.

the one thing all these stories have in common, the thing that’s kept people alive, was their refusal to give in to social expectations and protecting themselves as well as the person supposedly in need. by refusing to get into her car, the op story woman saved herself from being abducted and trafficked, as did my last story’s woman, by refusing to be polite and shaking the stranger’s hand.

Op’s woman still attempted to help her, so you absolutely can still help someone in need, but you have to do so safely and logically, without putting yourself at risk, which is exactly what these people need you to do. while it’s true a real potential victim could be screaming at your door for help or a real baby left on your doorstep that’s crying, you still have to be cautious because traffickers have no morals. there is no low they won’t stoop to if it means catching another person.

I know it can be hard to believe a woman would do something like this to other women, and not using such chances to get away themselves, but that’s what brainwashing, Stockholm syndrome, and abusive manipulation will do to someone’s mind. we all want to trust other women and believe in that solidarity against our mutual oppression, but it doesn’t always work out like that. girl code and solidarity is important, but we also have to watch our for ourselves, because not everyone cares about that code.

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are logging for my DMV peeps, jesus.

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