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river-shards · 6 months

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She's sick of 'im...

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#my art #digital art #destiny 2 #doodle #comic #Vesper-1 #exo #cayde 6 #cayde-6 #destiny fanart #destiny oc #destiny meme #destiny the game #destiny art #destiny hunter #vesper is once again unbelievably small #based off a meme #lil wolf

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rei-the-head-shaker · 11 months

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Guys... what the fuck?! My phone broke and I was out studying and when I come back that's what I find waiting for me?! Here, have a visual representation of how I'm feeling right now:

That's not even half of it considering the fact that according to this @madpiefrankie's post that's what was going on not so many hours ago if I'm not mistaken...

WOW... WHAT A DAY!

#trending #bts #exo #merlin #italy #good omens #teen wolf #doctor who

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scarlet-sky4 · 6 months

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Wolfbound [Baekhyun Wolf AU]

Pairing: Alpha!Baekhyun x Omega!OC AU: Wolf/ABO Genres: Romance, Supernatural Warnings: Violence, smut in later chapters Click here to read the first chapter: Link

✨✨✨ The natural hierarchy among werewolves is based on a simple concept. Alphas are the strongest, ruling over betas and omegas, the rarest and weakest wolves in society. Life as an omega is difficult, as Chohee knows from experience. Exposed to the whims of her callous alpha, Yejun, she decides to risk everything in a dangerous escape from his pack, breaking his power over her. She flees through several territories, injured and alone, until a fateful encounter changes her plans. Chohee runs right into her soulmate, Baekhyun, an alpha she fears from the very first moment. When she ends up at Baekhyun’s home, dependent on his protection to survive, the young omega struggles against her fate. She refuses to submit to another alpha, fearing history to repeat itself. A single bite from her soulmate would seal their bond and leave her chained to him forever… ✨✨✨

Author's Note: This is my most recent story concept! If you've read my vampire AU Spellbound, you'll probably enjoy Wolfbound as well. The characters' appearances in this AU are inspired by the Exist photoshoot. <3 I can't wait to explore the alpha/omega dynamic with this fic! I wrote a wolf AU before, but not involving a wolf OC, so this will be interesting. The first chapter is already online and can be read on Asianfanfics: Wolfbound. As usual, I won't post individual chapters of my longer stories on tumblr.

#baekhyun #bbh-net #exowritersnet #baekhyun wolf au #wolf au #baekhyun fanfic #baekhyun x reader #baekhyun x oc #exo fanfic #asianfanfics #ABO #alpha beta omega

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wwwormmie · 11 months

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Bing chilling

#oc Pharos #destiny oc #exo oc #young wolf #destiny fanart

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arkive78 · 2 years

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EXO Fanfics that forever stick with me

Now here’s the EXO version, a lot of these I read a LONG time ago, but they’re still so good and I love reading multiple chapters and these fics check those boxes woohoo. Some are NSFW/18+ as a heads up!

The Experiments by @marshmallow-phd it’s a lucky one au! I think, but regardless it's amazing, sci-fi au, thriller, experiment au

The Wanderers by @marshmallow-phd sequel to the story above, Kai x reader, sci-fi au, thriller, experiment au

The Untamed Universe by @marshmallow-phd this is so beautiful I love re-reading it (anything you read by them is amazing)

Chronicles of the Wolf @fairyscribbles 18+, beautifully written and awesome storyline, multiple stories going on at once

Jeffery’s Hill by @junaeneous sadly discontinued but still such a good read, 18+, mafia au

A Dangerous Game by @xxprincessjewelsxx Suho x reader, 18+

No Exit by @biaswreckingfics , OT9 x reader, bruh I read this in one night its amazing, mafia!au, 18+

The Other World Chronicles by @kollectionn , there’s 4 books [Chanyeol, Chen, Baekhyun, Sehun], beautiful world building omg I cry, this quite gives ACOTAR vibes, Chen’s was my favorite

Last Things by @jongin-be-my-jagi, Kai x reader, dystopian/urban/convent AU, romance with angst, touches of humor, an absolute favorite of mine it’s such a cool au and the way she describes everything is so magical and vivid

#arkive recs #exo #exo x reader #exo wolf au #exo mafia au #exo ot9 x reader #exo ot11 x reader #exo series #exo fanfic

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wolveswithblackpearls · 1 month

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Werewolf AU!Suho

A howl ripped through the air. The hair on the back of your neck stood up and your first instinct was to run. But that was a wolf’s howl, calling out to the moon. So, instead, you walked slowly towards the direction it came from, like an idiot. And you couldn’t even say that you lived a full life.

Once again, a moodboard for the lovely @marshmallow-phd ! This time for part 5 of her “The Untamed”-series: “Charming Instruction”.

~Admin C

Original date of publishing: Feb 7th, 2019

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farmergilesofham · 1 year

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The Vanguard Swimsuit Calendar Fic (1)

It began while the Guardian was talking to Drifter, having just flown in from a successful strike on NeoMuna.

"So, kill any Hive Gods lately?" Drifter drawled, with his classic smirk.

"No, not- I mean, wouldn't the Witness' goons count as gods? But then again, they do have that whole thing with the 'woooh I'm not a god I'm a disciple of something greater' or whatever" the Guardian paused for a moment, then "Of course, they're not Hive, but the Hive do worship them I guess, but-- oh who cares. No. But I did punch a Tormentor into a wall," they finished, with a hopeful lilt.

"Well, ain't that somethin'... You got anything else on your mind, hot shot? I don't see you comin' down here to see your ole friend Drifter too often, afterall."

The Guardian looked into the broiling Mote Bank in the middle of the room for a minute before finally relenting.

"I... need an idea. The Eliksni Quarter needs extra funds, but nobody's got any idea for how to do it - you know how the rest of the guardians are, they only really do stuff when there's loot to be gotten. I just... need to think of something really good, like, something that'll get everyone on board, y'know?"

The Drifter said nothing, instead leaning back against the railing behind him and cocking his head to the side, flashing that roguish smile again.

He opened his mouth, probably to make some snide remark, but was immediately interrupted:

"Wait, that's it! I know what we could do! But... ah heavens above this is such a stupid idea"

"What is?"

"I'm... thinking I could get the Vanguard and a few extra people to do a calendar - you know, the type where they're all standing and looking athletically heroic in a photograph for each month's page?"

The Drifter's smile now stretched from ear to ear, and were it not for his kind disposition one would likely suspect him of incoming villainy.

As it stood, what came was mischief.

"What a great idea, Hero. Say, don't you think the people would appreciate it more if there were... special editions?"

"What do you have in mind"

"Oh, me, I ain't got any good ideas. But ole Drifter hears things down in the City, and a looot of people might be willing to pay good money for... shall we say, less than fully covered renditions of a few Tower regulars."

"You're the one who stole my camera aren't you."

The Drifter looked affronted. "Me? Steal your camera? I'd never do somethin' so awful. It is a good camera, though. Wonder why it's got such a good zoom...?"

The Guardian shifted uncomfortably for a moment, their eyes downcast, and mumbled something.

"What's that, Hero? Can't hear you up here"

The silence stretched, grating on the Young Wolf's ears, until eventually:

"I do wildlife photography, okay?!" the Guardian burst out, blush already blooming hot on their face.

"I like birds, man."

The Drifter stepped in, putting a hand on the Guardian's shoulder.

"Alright, alright, calm down buster. I'm just messin' with ya."

"Whaddya say for my plan, though?"

"Arhhh... I can think of three people who'll probably be enthusiastic about the whole thing. As for the rest..." the Guardian sighed, long and low "We'll have to see about the rest. But, you're on the list"

"Wait wha-"

"No arguing, mate. You gave me the idea so the least I can do is force you to take part."

"Now hang on, Guardian, I'm sure we can figure out some oth-" the Drifter stammered, rummaging around in his back pocket for something - but the Guardian had already turned on their heel and, humming to themselves, left to go pester the rest of the Tower.

Drifter stood there, only taking out what he'd had in that back pocket.

"Oh... what has old Drifter gotten himself into now?" he said, sixteen thousand Glimmer's worth of jumpship coolant rods in his hand.

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End of Chapter 1, I guess?

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marshmallow-phd · 2 years

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Echoing Laughs

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Summary: You didn’t care for boys that could be labeled as the “class clown”. Their type of jokes made you roll your eyes. Though you enjoyed a fun time yourself, you preferred the more subdued type, a Darcy over a Bingley. So why couldn’t you get the most obnoxious boy you’d ever met out of your head?

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4

Sehun kicked at the gravel, sending a few tiny rocks skipping through the air. Luckily for all, none went towards his car. Baekhyun was taken aback by the reaction. He would have expected Sehun to give him what he would have done – relentless teasing. That was the uninterrupted pattern by now, established by yours truly. The youngest wolf usually followed along. He was always eager to mischievously poke the older wolves.

“Is there going to be a new one every week?” Sehun whined. He looked like he did back when he was seventeen when he was told he couldn’t go out with the college-aged members because it was a school night.

“We knew this was coming,” Minseok said. “We always have.”

“Why does it have to?”

“It’s our nature,” Kyungsoo reminded.

“Or our curse,” Sehun mumbled before finally getting into his car, the door slamming with alarming force.

An awkward silence fell on the group. This wasn’t how Baekhyun expected this to go whenever he met his mate. He never would have thought that Sehun would be so upset, an idea that he couldn’t wrap his head around. Baekhyun had prepared himself for the reckoning of his fellow wolves and yet no one was dog piling on him.

Sehun started the engine with deliberate intensity. It was a warning to those who wanted to hitch a ride. But it was an empty one. He wouldn’t actually take off, not with Ji Yeon still in the backseat. That was probably Minseok’s plan all along. His mate was rising as a force to be reckoned with. Sehun wouldn’t dare.

“Go for a walk,” Minseok suggested. With that short pep talk, he hopped into the car, mercifully taking the front passenger seat. Kyungsoo waved them off. The rest would walk home. Sehun revved the engine before peeling down the street.

“The great advice of the first mated wolf is to go for a walk?” Baekhyun looked to the others, hoping that they would have a better alternative for what he should do now.

Kyungsoo motioned down the sidewalk. “Let’s go.”

Or not, apparently.

“What is a walk going to do?”

“Keep you from bursting into Ming’s apartment,” Kyungsoo deadpanned.

Baekhyun held up a finger. “Good point.” This urge to be near you was unparalleled. His favorite foods didn’t even have this strong of a hold on him. It grew as he took a step away from the front door. His feet became heavy, like cement was being poured over them.

Why couldn’t he just go and tell you everything? What was wrong with being honest and upfront? Wasn’t Junmyeon always going on about how those two things were the most important aspects of maintaining a relationship? And watching the other two struggle made the “keep it a secret” route seem very unappealing. So, he decided, he shouldn’t have to wait to be with his mate.

Mind made up, he turned around with a determination to get to you.

A hand clamped down on his shoulder, taking a handful of his shirt and yanking him back. Baekhyun growled and swiped at the one who dared to hold him back.

Chanyeol laughed at the struggle as he held his friend at arm’s length.

“Let me go!” Baekhyun meant to sound intimidating. Even he had to admit that it came out more like a whine.

“Not if you’re going to barge in there.”

Baekhyun pouted, still trying to pry Chanyeol’s fingers off his collar. “Why not?”

“Do you really think springing everything on her all at once is a good idea after she’s known you for two seconds?”

“Yes.”

Kyungsoo sent him one of his signature glares. “You really are an idiot.”

Baekhyun gaped at him. “That was mean.”

“It’s true if you think that telling a woman you just meant all about werewolves and mates and getting thrown into jail for breaking and entering.”

“But–”

“She wasn’t exactly warm to you,” Chanyeol pointed out.

Baekhyun stopped fighting. “What do you mean?”

Slipping his hands into his pockets, Kyungsoo shrugged. “She was more interested in Chanyeol than your bad attempts at flirting.”

An instinctual growl rippled through Baekhyun’s clenched teeth at the thought of Chanyeol with his mate. It was the same snapped reaction that he’d experienced back in the restaurant. Rationale told him that Chanyeol would never do something like that, but the wolf took every possible threat into consideration. Thankfully, Chanyeol shrugged it off.

“You can always try again,” he said.

“Of course I’m going to try again.” Baekhyun crossed his arms with his usual confidence. “And I’ll get my mate, no problem.”

Kyungsoo snorted. “Good luck.” Chanyeol’s forced back smile said that he was in agreement.

It was insulting, the lack of faith they had in him. Baekhyun was suave, charming.

Shoulders back and chin held high, he started down the sidewalk towards the outerlimits with a newfound determination. He could win his mate over in no time. What was there possibly not to like about him?

It had been fifteen minutes and you were still stuck on the same section of your faux lesson plan. The lackluster weekend poked at your side, refusing to be ignored no matter how much you wanted to let it go.

Admittedly, it was your own fault. You had hyped it up in your mind to be this worthwhile night that would lead to a one-on-one date on Saturday. Reality merely gave you an okay dinner meeting some very nice people that you wouldn’t mind hanging out with again in a platonic way, but that was it. While Chanyeol had piqued your interest in the beginning, it quickly smothered itself. Something inside simply said no. And you liked to trust your gut, especially in this arena.

“Hi.”

You looked up from the computer screen that had began to blur in your vision. It took a few seconds for your eyes to adjust. There weren’t many people in this corner of the student union. Which was exactly why you’d parked yourself here. You needed the quiet to concentrate when you were studying by yourself. When you were with Ran, you could tolerate noise. You were prepared for it. But not now during your free period. The random greeting had made you jump.

What was he doing here?

“Hi,” you said back, confused.

Baekhyun beamed down at you, one hand gripping the single backpack strap hanging from his shoulder. His aura was relaxed, nonchalant despite how out of place this interaction was.

“Can I sit?” He pointed towards the empty chair across from you at the small square table. There were plenty of other places to sit around here but you couldn’t find a decent reason to say no.

“Um, I mean, I guess–”

The chair scraped against the tile floor as he took that answer with enthusiasm. Flopping down, his bag fell to the floor with a heavier thump that you had expected. He didn’t seem like the type of student to be bogged down with classes or to take on a schedule that required a lot of textbooks.

Neither of you spoke, making you wonder why he walked up in the first place. Shrugging it off, you went back to work, trying to solve the puzzle of whether you would follow writing the alphabet with a reading circle or with counting tables. It was even harder to make a decision now that you felt his eyes on you. He didn’t move to take any books or paper or even a laptop from his bag. So studying was obviously not his main objective here.

His presence was… distracting. And not even in the normal way when someone was around when you wanted to be alone. It wasn’t the need to remember that you were sharing a table or general leg space – which he had apparently forgotten with his legs currently resting on your side. No, it was just… him. In general. It was frustrating and annoying.

“What are you working on?”

You glanced at him over the top of your computer. And your heart jumped a beat when your eyes met. What the hell was that about?

Baekhyun was leaning forward on his elbows, wearing the same full-of-himself smirk from last week.

“A lesson plan,” you answered, going back to work.

“You teach a class here?”

You shook your head. “No. I’m an education major. It’s an assignment.”

“Oh. So you want to be a teacher?”

“Yup.” You didn’t even bother to look up this time as you replied.

“That’s cool.” Shockingly, he actually sounded interested. But he didn’t ask another question. He tapped his fingers against the table incessantly. Unable to focus on the words you needed to type out, you snapped out your hand to hold his down and stop the noise.

The warm electricity you had experienced briefly at dinner was back with a vengeance, lasting longer and strengthening its grip. You snatched your hand back to cut it off.

The attempt to clear your throat nearly failed. “That was distracting.” Acting as if your hand wasn’t still tingling, you went on with your homework.

“(Y/n)?”

You decided that a reading circle should follow the handwriting in order to give the five-year-old hands a break. Your own joints ached after an hour of writing, imagine having those tiny little fingers with minimal strength. “Yeah?”

“I think we should go out tomorrow night.”

Your jaw dropped. “Why?”

He blinked. “What?”

You sighed as you closed your laptop and packed up your supplies. Standing, you slung your bag over your shoulder, each movement slow as you tried to come up with something to say.

“Where are you going?” Baekhyun’s cocky expression melted into one of bewilderment.

“I have to get to class.”

“Oh, okay,” he nodded. “But you didn’t answer my question.”

“I–” You bit back a groan, not wanting to hurt his feelings but needing to give him an answer. Baekhyun just… he wasn’t your type. “I can’t. I have plans.”

His shoulders – the last remnant of cheer in his body language – fell. “Oh. Okay.”

And now you were the bad guy. “See you around.”

You rushed out of the student union and towards your next class. Being about twenty minutes too early, you were forced to camp outside in the hallway. You leaned back against the wall and slid down to the floor, groaning as you knocked your head back.

“Ow.” You probably deserved that.

Baekhyun haunted your thoughts for the rest of the day. You were at a complete loss as to why he asked you out in the first place. He barely stuck around for dinner and you didn’t exactly respond well to his weird attempts at flirting. He was the classic class clown. The very type of guy that had agitated you since high school. From your point of view, there was no connection between the two of you. What was he seeing that you weren’t?

The thought of getting Ran’s advice did cross your mind. She would probably give out a short laugh before scolding you for coming up with a lie.

Well, technically, it didn’t have to be a lie. You could come with plans that would occupy your evening. Besides, Baekhyun had asked you out and you said no. Somewhat. Surely that had to be the end of it.

So when you sat cross-legged on Ran’s living room floor, you decided that it wasn’t something worth discussing.

“How was your day?” Ran asked as she spread out her assignment and flipped through her textbook.

“Fine,” you lied. Baekhyun’s disappointed face flashed in your mind. “Hey, we should do something tomorrow.”

Ran raised an eyebrow but didn’t pause in her flipping through the pages. “Like what?”

“Oh, I don’t know.” You clicked your tongue as you searched through your memory for anything that could be happening downtown. “Wasn’t there an art fair or art pop up thing going on?”

“Oh, yeah!” Ran put the book down, now very interested in the newly forming plans. “I think there were a couple of local artists participating that I wanted to check out. What time do you want to meet up?”

You beamed, happy that your last minute plan was working. “My last class is at four, so probably six-thirty-ish?”

Ran agreed to the plans and turned the conversation to how her day ended up being one clumsy accident after another. She was in the middle of telling you about how she nearly knocked over several vials of chemicals while reaching across the station, a very big no-no, when Ming came home.

“Hello!” she greeted cheerfully with a wave. Just as every time she came home after spending time with Yixing, she was beaming.

The jealousy goblin crawled up your shoulder, but you successfully flicked it away. “Hey!”

The medical student dropped her bag off in her room before coming back out to get a drink from the kitchen. As she reentered the living room, a reddish mark on her neck, only visible due to her large collar slipping down her shoulder, caught your eye.

“Hey, Ming, are you okay?”

She looked at you strangely. “Yeah, why?”

You motioned to the spot on your own neck. “You’ve got a mark there. It looks really irritated.”

At first, she didn’t seem to realize what you were referring to, but then she gasped, covering the mark with her hand. “Oh! I-It’s nothing. I just had a… bra strap too tight and I think it burned the skin. Nothing to worry about. I’m putting cream on it.” She hastily pulled up on her sweater as she ran back to her room.

When her door was closed, you leaned closer to Ran and whispered, “That wasn’t in the right place for a bra strap to dig into your shoulder.”

“I know,” Ran agreed.

“You don’t think–”

Ran cut you off before you could finish. “No, absolutely not. He would never. It was probably just an accident that she’s too embarrassed to talk about.”

You didn’t think that was it for a second, but Ran effectively ended the conversation by going back to her book. The harsh red mark was jagged, the edge that you could see rounded in the opposite direction than Ming’s explanation. Something was up with her, but you didn’t feel like you had the right to push. You would keep an eye on her though.

An idea popped into your head. You jumped up and went to her door, knocking gently. “Hey, Ming! Do you have plans tomorrow?”