doodle dump !
F!Reader x Suho
Genre: CEO/Yandere AU
Warning: Medicine, Anxiety, Abuse
Words: 1.8K
Chapters:
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six (Coming Soon)
Prompt: After surviving a devastating car accident you awoke with amnesia, no memory of who you were, and the only connection to your past was your husband, Suho. The CEO of the biggest pharmaceutical company in the world, who loved you to the ends of the universe, even if you didn’t remember him. You knew his love was true, cause even if you couldn’t remember, you felt your love for him in your heart. Three years later you’re as happy as you can be with him, but there’s just something that’s not right, and you’re no so sure you can figure out what.
You didn’t notice the tears until they hit the pages of the journal. A feeling of hope was blooming inside you, the hope that you’d actually get out of this house and be free. Your fingers traced over his handwriting, somewhat afraid you were hallucinating, but seeing a bit of ink smudge, you could let yourself have hope. Now it felt like you were actually getting somewhere, and that you actually had a chance to live.
Czytaj dalej
written by vicaniyun | krisho | 232,663 | explicit
Despite having no artistic talent, student Kim Junmyeon signs up for an introduction to painting class at his university. He has a lot to learn, not only about the ins and outs of art, but also about why the grumpy and caffeine-addicted art professor seems to have taken a keen interest in him.
pisces’s take: SS
THIS HAS BEEN ON THIS BLOG FOR AGES AND I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVEN’T WRITTEN ANYTHING ABOUT IT YET LMAO okay so this is actually one of the first fics i ever read in EXO ficdom, and honestly? i have 0 regrets. i fell in love with INSTANTLY.
it’s a longfic, and it’s krisho, and it features grumpy ass yifan–that’s a win for me, i think hahahahaha
anyway. i don’t know what to say about this fic to be perfectly honest, because every time i read it i get even more and more speechless, but i love it??? i love everything about it????
Israeli occupation soldiers assault Palestinian women in Sheikh Jarrah neighborhood in Jerusalem, today.
اعتداء جنود الاحتلال على النساء في حي الشيخ جراح في القدس المحتلة.
İsrail işgal askerleri bugün Kudüs'ün Şeyh Jarrah semtinde Filistinli kadınlara saldırıyor.
Listen up tumblr writers. THE READ MORE TAB EXIST FOR A FREAKING REASON. USE IT DAMMIT. MEANING THAT IF YOUR STORY IS 6k AND PLUS. There IS NO REASON WHY U SHOULD HAVE YOUR POOR FANS SCROLLING THROUGH HALF THE SMUT TAG trying to PASS YOUR DAMN STORY. THIS NEEDS TO STOP. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
I'm a little late today ^^ I had an internal argument about the character
Well, I decided to go with Barbatos from Obey me! A yandere Barbatos x Reader, basically
Horrortober Challenge by @yandere-sins and @pastelbirb
Tw: implied stalking; kidnapping
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➤ Day 16: Spell “It’s like you put a spell on me.” | Make your drawing magical!
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He was so … polite when you first met him.
He visited the café you worked at with two other men and had asked for the person who had made the cake. You were about to leave when your colleague came to find you and told you all about the customer. When you went to the front and introduced yourself as the person responsible for all the cakes and other sweets that were sold he showered you with compliments.
Introducing himself as Barbatos, he asked you about the cake and later about your job in particular. You told him that you were a confectioner and all you could about the cake - except for the details you had changed in the recipe. It would still come out well if he wanted to make one himself just not exactly like yours.
He was very nice and easy to talk to but it didn’t escape your notice that his two friends were watching with great interest as he kept on talking to you. “Never thought he could be such a chatterbox,” the raven haired one quietly said to the redhead. So, it seemed he was normally more quiet.
It didn’t matter much to you, after all, you’ll probably never talk to him again. Still, it was a nice conversation so a smile came naturally to your face and you stayed quite a bit longer than normal.
Life went on like usual after that day until one day your colleague asked you to come up front again. To your great surprise you were greeted by Barbatos once more.
“I tried to bake your cake. It came out great but … not exactly like yours,” he admitted kinda sheepishly. It was actually really cute. “Yeah, that’s just because I don’t make it exactly like the original recipe wants you to, but if I told my little secret to our customers then who’d come here to buy anything?” “Ah, I understand.” He smiled sweetly and you happily smiled at him in return. He really was a nice guy, even though you didn’t know much about him.
The next time you met him was by chance. You were on vacation and just strolled through town a little looking at the window displays of the shops when you felt a tap on your shoulder. Needless to say that you were quite surprised to see him standing behind you as you turned but you soon had forgotten about that as he engaged you in a lively conversation. He was so easy to talk to and pretty soon you found yourself on a bench in the quiet part of the park talking to him.
Nothing special. At first you had talked about the day - what you were doing and that kinda stuff - and then a little more about cakes. Then the topic shifted a little to be about what he was doing - seemed he was some kind of butler.
“It was really cute seeing you the other day. You were on the playground with a little child.” “Well, yes. I was looking after my nephew.” That was weird. You were sure there were no other people around that day. Barbatos seemed to catch on to your sudden discomfort and changed the topic.
“You know, it is really bewitching.” “Bewitching? What is?” That sudden remark caused you to smile a little in confusion. He smiled back at you. “Your smile is. It’s like you put a spell on me.” Your expression went blank and you shifted in your seat causing him to raise a brow in question. It wasn’t even two months ago when you broke up with your last partner in a very unpleasant way, so you didn’t really like the way this conversation was going.
“It was really nice meeting you again, Barbatos. I gotta go now.” As abruptly as you stood up you didn’t notice his expression changing. What you did notice was when he caught your wrist to stop you from leaving. “I’m sorry Barbatos but I really have to go now.” When he looked up at you he had a polite smile on his face that didn’t give away his real emotions. “It’s so nice hearing you say my name.” Startled, you looked at him. He was right. It was the first time you had actually used his name. “Could … could you let go of me now?” “Can you say it again?” His expression remained unreadable. “Barbatos” you said, pulling your arm to remind him of your request but he didn’t let go.
“You know, I wanted to be patient but coming here isn’t that easy for me and I can’t leave my Lord Diavolo all to himself over a prolonged period of time …” He seemed to think about something while you stared at him confused. What was he even talking about?
“Yes,” he finally said “I think it’s best if I just take you with me. Then you can just show me how you’ve changed the recipe of your cakes.”
You stared at him in confusion that soon turned to pure horror when his appearance changed in front of you: Somehow he suddenly had strange bone like wings attached to his head but what caught your attention more was the split tail loosely wrapping around your waist.
Terrified you tried to get out of his grib yet even though he wasn’t holding you with much force you couldn’t get his hand to open no matter what you did. Barbatos continued to smile at you and even tried to calm you down a little but you didn’t want to be calmed down. Breathing way too fast you still tried to get your hand out of his hold until you felt too dizzy to continue your struggle. Barbatos easily caught you once your legs gave way.
“Don’t worry, (y/n). You’ll like it.” That was the last you heard before you blacked out.
He was so polite when you first met him.
How could you have been so wrong?
Yixing: Why did you just take my pillow and throw it across the room?
Baekhyun: Oh no, I've done a bad thing. There should be a way for me to learn a lesson. *bends over*
Yixing: How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not going to spank you anymore.
Baekhyun: Whyyyyyyyy?
Yixing: Because you never learn a lesson and continue to misbehave. From the sounds you make I'm starting to believe you enjoy it.