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YOI Fan Rec Friday

Thanks for all your recs this week! I can’t wait to start reading more fics soon!

Rec’d by anonymous:
Cashflow for Kids by tagteamme, Gen, 6.8k
“Ah yes,” Celestino tips back in his chair, closing his eyes. Phichit grabs Yuuri’s glass and downs the rest of the wine. Yuuri is the only one who is stone cold sober. “I see a lot of myself in you two, you know. So much drive and passion.” Yuuri doesn’t see it fully, at least not for himself. Anxiety and fluctuating self loathe aside, he regularly hunts for his glasses while wearing them. He has boyband and extravagant figure skating posters up on his wall. He wore a neon orange sweatshirt and red track pants to practice last week. Phichit, maybe. Phichit has a little more flair. Phichit “accidentally” threw the red track pants down the trash chute.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Sixty-Nine Degrees of Heat by paxton1976, Explicit, 10k (WIP)
Collection of oneshots involving Yuuri’s and Viktor’s sexual appetite for the other, their encounters growing more frequent and more audacious.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Bittersweet Dissonance by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 18k (WIP)
Victor’s attention is swayed to the gorgeous violinist playing in the park across from the rink. Yuuri is baffled by the kind actions of the attractive figure skater. In the meantime, both learn to open up to each other, and their lives finally take a turn for the better.

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Rec’d by @miraculous-holder :
Back to the future by Cheyenne Agreste (Miraculous_Holder), Gen, 3.4k (WIP)
Yuuri was older for some reason, in Viktor Fluffing Nikiforov’s apartment, and is now coached by, again, Viktor Fluffing Nikiforov
There was something seriously wrong in his life.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
A Heart of Paper Cranes by missmichellebelle, Teen, 20k (WIP)
In Japan, there is an ancient legend that promises a wish to anyone who folds a thousand paper cranes. Yuuri has given Victor twenty-three. It seems a shame to stop now.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Pillow Forts & Princes by missmichellebelle, Gen, 2.1k
What’s easier than babysitting?

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Rec’d by @alipiee :
Who is Mr Katsuki? by CJWrites, Gen, 6.6k
Three students are intrigued by their new mild-mannered Japanese English Teacher who, according to someone is the most interesting person teaching at the school.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Catch Me, Capture Me by GlitterDrop, Teen, 54k (WIP)
Yuuri is an aspiring artist looking for a tutor. Victor is his hero, only Yuuri has never been able to find a picture of his face. Their meeting is accidental, yet it feels almost fated.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Selection by Galloping_Monroe, Mature, 79k (WIP)
Returning home on the tail end of an injury that ends his dancing career, Yuri Katsuki is trying to find his future again. As a Five, he knows his options are limited, but when he finds an invitation to Crown Prince Victor Nikiforov’s Selection, he is convinced by a friend to apply. He never thought he’d be Selected. When he is, he finds that his world is changed forever, and that the Crown Prince is not exactly what he’d expected.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Minuet On a Heartstring by Laikin394, Mature, 21k (WIP)
Victor and Yuuri never discuss their relationship after GPF. Yuuri is the one chasing Victor all the way back to St.Petersburg.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Long Way Round by sixpences, Mature, 7.8k (WIP)
In the wake of tragedy and facing change to come, Yuuri and Victor make the ten thousand kilometre journey from Saint Petersburg home to Hasetsu the old fashioned way- on the Trans-Siberian Railway from Moscow to Beijing.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Magic & Ice by ajwolf, Mature, 210k (WIP)
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has begun accepting NEWT transfer students. For 5th year Yuuri Katsuki it’s a dream come true, and a chance for his to find his place in the world, both on the ice and off. 16 year old Yuuri is off on a fun-filled adventure, full of friends and discovery, as he learns how to fall in love, and how to love himself. He might be chasing his idol, 17 year Viktor Nikiforov, but Viktor may be closer than he seems, as he too struggles to find his place in the world.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
To Be or Not to Be Petty by Lady_of_the_Lake97, Not Rated, 16k
An Au in which Younger Skater Viktor Nikiforov steals all of Yuri’s old junior world records and Yuri is just Petty enough to train a younger skater to steal them all back.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Chasing Moonlight: A tale of a Lost Prince by LiaoftheDawn, Teen, 11k (WIP)
Victor’s 27th birthday is approaching and all he wants for a present is a chance to see the lights up close. And maybe the handsome young man who somehow stumbled into his tower can help him with that.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Celestial Gravitation by Nyerus (dragonmist310), Explicit, 22k (WIP)
A slow-burn, space-adventure AU in which there is advanced technology as well as magic.

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Rec’d by @sarl438:
You Only Live Once by rinsled05, Teen, 38k (WIP)
Victuuri Supernatural AU in which Victor is a thrill-seeking actor/model by day and Western demon hunter by night; Yuuri is a freelance interpreter by day and Japanese youkai exterminator by night. Oh, and Yuuri’s also a half-youkai; Victor can’t imagine anything more exciting than that.

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Rec’d by @fisukisuki :
How Does A Moment Last Forever? by JMonCheri, Teen, 26k 
Wherein Yuuri is an oblivious Beauty in Denial, Viktor is a much better version of Gaston (who needs love), and Yurio is their poor misunderstood angry son (who ALSO needs love).

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Legacy by thelureofadream, Teen, 27k (WIP)
Ren Nikiforov and Omar Altin, longtime rivals, best friends, and skating prodigies are at the peak of their skating career with the Grenoble Olympics looming ahead. But this year Omar’s little brother, Dmitri, is making his senior debut and changing the entire skating world. While it’s a blast from the past for the older gang of skaters through the Grand Prix Final and beyond, will these new skaters be able to handle the new pressures as life and love really take a front seat for them?

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Just because your friends are driving, doesn’t mean you have to rush and get your permit/license

Just because you’re a senior doesn’t mean you have to have a bunch of colleges picked out or even an idea of what you want your occupation to be. It is okay to change careers and grow and learn.

Just because you’re 18 doesn’t mean you have to smoke cigarettes and drink alcohol, do what makes you comfortable and what you know is right.

Just because your friends are going out of state for college doesn’t mean you have to. You can chose a community college close to home if you like. It’s your choice.

Just because someone else is at a different level in their life doesn’t mean you have to match or beat them. Nothing is a competition. Work on yourself and for yourself. Don’t compare your success or failures to others’. Just be you, and continue trying your hardest.


AU where Allison and Isaac are still here and Stalia does not exist.
I’ve noticed that you guys go cuckoo for Theo and Peter but I decided to write about the boys that don’t get enough love: Brett, Liam, and Isaac.

Y/N = Your Name
Warnings: Hot men, cutie pie Liam, dorky Stiles, explicit language??? Oh and sexual content af
Song Inspo
: Company by Tinashe

For as long as you lived in Beacon Hills, things have never brightened up for you. For years you went unnoticed by anyone until Senior year. In your family, your mom was a beautiful landmark. Every man wanted to be with her even if it meant death by their spouse or her beloved husband. Your dad was, to be honest, a sex god. Although, no one could understand how two beautiful people came together to give birth to you. Your hair was thick but dull, always tangled, the hair on your body grew thick so you had to shave every day, you didn’t have bad acne but you would have pimples and zits in unwanted places like around your lips or your forehead. You mom told you not to worry because she went through the same thing, she also said things would go your way around Junior year.

She was right. All throughout Junior year, your body went through “slow” change. By Senior year, you grew a cup size, your body had more defined curves, you had to shave less because your mom took you waxing and your hair grew back finer. Let’s not forget about the hair, your hair had more shine and volume and away the acne, hello radiance! During your come up, you came across a few friends like Danny, Gwen, Josh, Hayden, Mason, Corey, and Allison. Aside from Allison, the seven of you constantly hung out with each other so when you got to Senior year, you weren’t alone.

Here you were on Danny’s bed listening to him talk about your last year together. Josh sat in the corner playing a game on his phone, clearly frustrated that he was losing. You pursed your lips and sat up quickly. “I know what we should do!” Danny widened his eyes and blinked a few times before he could ask what. “It’s something that we all do pretty well,” Danny cocked his head to the side, took a look at Josh then back at you. “Let’s throw a party that we’ll all remember.” That got Josh’s attention, he put the phone down and clasped his hands behind his head, “I’m down.” “What kind of party? I feel like we’re running out of ideas.” You scoffed and reached in your bag for twizzlers, “you’re running out of ideas, let’s have a Coachella theme.”
Josh plopped on the bed next to you with a big grin. The two of you looked at Danny. He smiled and nodded in approval, “I can’t believe I never thought of that. Coachella it is, where are we going to have the venue?” “Why would you ask that?” Josh scoffed, “I know people.” You smiled at the thought of wearing that outfit your mom bought last week. This was going to be fun.

Stiles approached Danny in the locker room. “Hey, good lookin’,” Stiles leaned against his locker with a sneaky smile, “how’s it goin?” Danny sighed and turned to look at him and Scott.

Danny: What do you want?
Stiles: Why do you assume there’s something I want?
Danny: Because you’re Stiles
Stiles: Point well taken, there is something I actually want
Danny: What?
Scott: We heard you’re having a party?
Danny: Yeah
Stiles: Were you going to invite us?
Danny: To be fair, every time you guys show up, weird stuff happens
Stiles: You ever think it might be you?
Scott: Danny, we won’t be weird, I promise
Danny: *sighs* You guys can come over if you contribute
Stiles: I don’t know if my dance moves are that good but if you really want me to, I guess I can bust a few out the closet
Scott: I think he means contribute by pitching in for the drinks…
Danny: Yeah…I’ll text you the details, later *closes his locker and leaves*
Scott: Dance moves?
Stiles: If you ever bring that up I’ll shove wolfsbane down your throat

At lunch, Danny sat his tray on the table. You and Josh came soon after laughing about an inside joke. “So how’d it go?” Danny told you guys how much people he got in and then you guys discussed the amount of drinks that would have to be bought. There was also a matter of decorations, which for some odd reason, your parents were more happy to provide. They even told you that they’d go out of town for the weekend. “Y/N!” You snapped out of your trance and hummed in response. Josh told you to go ask Allison and Mason if they were still going.

Liam was still sulking after a month of the bite. He couldn’t get a handle on his transformations. For example, Liam looked up to see a sexy girl wearing black pants that pronounced her curves, a jacket to conceal what her white crop top couldn’t. Liam quickly moved his hands under the table, to hide the incoming claws.
You approached Mason and Allison at their table with a smile. “Hey guys, we got a party this Friday if you’re up for it.” Stiles stood with a sly grin, “Danny already invited us,” Scott pulled him down by his arm. You smiled at the cute boy. “Sure, I’m in,” Mason shrugged. Allison smiled and put a hand on Lydia’s shoulder. “Can’t, I’m going shopping with –” “We can shop and go to a party, it’s been a while since I’ve been to one” Lydia took a bite out of her lunch while Allison made her lips into a thin line. You scanned the table and laid eyes on Liam. “What about you?” Liam nearly choked on his tongue trying to speak. “Wait, aren’t you Hayden’s nemesis?” Liam slowly nodded but furrowed a brow once he saw you form your lips into a sexy smirk. “Perfect, you have to come, Liam.” The way you said his name was enough to give him a boner. With that, you told them the theme and walked off.

The party was coming along. A few people came a little too early. People like Scott and Stiles. They helped Danny set up beer kegs and set out drinks. Josh was serious about knowing people. The house was a perfect setup for the party. It was also spacious so the neighbors wouldn’t complain about the noise. Isaac rolled in the house with two coolers. Stiles face palmed himself when they opened the coolers. Each were full of soda and Caprisuns. “Isaac I told you to get drinks!” Isaac gave him a toothy smile and pointed at them, “yeah, I got the good stuff, sprite, mountain dew, Dr. Pepper, and a whole bunch of Caprisuns.” Stiles was about to kill the oblivious boy before you interrupted. “Great thinking, it is Coachella after all.” You reached inside the cooler and grabbed a Caprisun. “Thanks, you can put them over in the kitchen, Stiles.” You gave Isaac a wink then walked away. You could feel his eyes raking over your body, the feeling creating a tiny pool in your shorts.

More people flooded in and the party really started to kick off. The smell of sweat, liquor, smoke, and perfume gave off an intoxicating scent. At one point, someone brought in edible body paint, a table to play beer pong on and a whole bunch of floating for the pool. Brett walked in with his posse. They knew most of the kids attending the party were from Beacon Hills but that what made it fun. A girl bumped into him, he looked down to see a pretty strawberry blonde. Lydia. Behind her was Allison, Malia, Scott, Stiles, and Liam.
Brett smirked at him and ruffled his hair, “aww the little pup is with the big Kids.” Liam bared his teeth at his enemy. Brett couldn’t help but chuckle, “put those away before you accidentally maul someone. Jesus Scott, you don’t train your puppy?” Before Liam could lunge for him, Isaac got there in time to help Scott pull him back. Brett shrugged his shoulders and walked away from the group.
He walked into the kitchen to grab a beer when you walked in. The way your ass was cradled in your shorts made him bite his lip. He’d never seen you before and that made him curious. The choker around your neck turned him on more than it should have. The thought of hearing you moan while his hand tightened around your neck, excited him beyond measure.

“Like what you see?”
“What if I do?”
“Answer the question”
“You answer mine”

You smiled and moved closer. “I guess both of our questions will go unanswered.”
You grabbed the two beers and headed out the kitchen. Brett smiled at what he had just encountered. He loved mysteries and you seemed like a golden one.

A large group of people agreed to play truth or dare in the living room. Everyone decided it would be easier to play it on an app. The app would take people’s names and it would spin. The group would decide if that person completed the dare correctly. We had a choice of 3-10 rounds, we all chose 10 because we all had nothing better to do. If you choose truth, you have to take two shots of vodka. If you didn’t complete the dare or do it, you had to take two shots of tequila. Truths are worth up to three points depending on how juicy the answer is, dares are worth up to 5 points but you get zero if you chicken out. The most players with the most points win the game.

The game continued, after round four, the dares started to get a little dirty. Lydia had to take a strawberry in her mouth and kiss Aiden for five seconds. When they finished, Aiden seemed hot and flustered while Lydia smiled innocently. Danny had to strip tease the whole group, Mason Eskimo kissed Allison, and Hayden down two shots after refusing to give Liam a hickey. “Y/N, spin a bottle until you land on a guy. Then take off your pants and sit on his crotch until the next round.” You grabbed the empty beer bottle and gave it a good spin. Everyone watched it turn and cheered once it landed on Isaac. He gave you a sly grin and opened his legs a little wider on the couch. You left your comfy position on the floor, slid your shorts off, to sit right on top of Isaac’s member. He kept his hands to the side because he didn’t want to make you feel weird.

Halfway through the next round, you wrapped his arms around your waist so he could get comfortable. You leaned against his chest, unintentionally pressing yourself harder against him. Everyone was laughing at Aiden because he had to draw a smiley face on Stiles’ butt. While you laughed your body vibrated a bit, turning Isaac on. You turned you him and smiled, “you’re enjoying this.” Isaac returned your smile, “a hot girl is sitting on my lap with no pants on, of course, I’m enjoying this.” You bit your lip and subtly grounded into him by moving back in forth, creating friction. His size was unmistakably large and he wasn’t even fully hard. You wanted to moan but you didn’t want to grab too much attention to yourself, Isaac tightened his arms to try and stop you. The feeling was great but he didn’t want everyone to see how aroused he was after she would have to get off of him. Isaac wasn’t going to let you have all the fun, he started whispering dirty, obscene things in your ear and nibbled on your ear lobe. You had to conceal the moan with a heavy sigh and stopped moving so he would let up.

The circle got smaller after Danny had to confess on his dirtiest fantasies. His fantasy included Ethan and small toys. The two raced out the room while everyone groaned. Hayden downed two shots of tequila after calling quits halfway through a dare in which she had to eat raw spaghetti with Stiles. Malia surprised everyone by drinking a tall glass of mixed alcohol without stopping. She didn’t even blink. Moving on from dirty, the dares went very dirty. Allison had to put a piece of ice in her vagina and leave it there, once it melted she had to replace it until it was her turn again. You had to eat whip cream off of Brett. He hooked his hands behind his head and let you go to work. You made sure to trail up his hairy leg quickly, kiss/eat up his arm until you reached his collar bone. You made your tongue flat, making sure you get all of the cream. Brett hummed in approval when you reached his hot neck. You even left a few kisses here and there. Before touching his lips, you cleaned off his chest and used the tip of your tongue to swipe off the cream around the outline of his member. He grinned at the contact. Your hot tongue didn’t throw him off but it pleased him. The people in the room gasped and cooed in agreement. You straddled his waist and licked a line up his throat. Underneath you, Brett shuddered at the sensual act. The unusual feeling sent shockwaves to his sex making it hard for him to pretend that he wasn’t enjoying himself. Brett shocked you by grabbing your lips before you could lick off all the cream. He gave you a smirk afterward and stood up.

The last round was hectic. Almost everyone was drunk except Stiles, You, and Brett. They were going along with the craziest dares to rack up points. A girl named Kelsi gave Stiles a blowjob for two full songs. She pulled him away so they could finish up in the next room. Allison took off her bra to let Kira and Lydia suck on her nipples for one whole minute. Malia masturbated in front of the whole group, Scott had to let Hayden rub his inner thighs and not get hard, and Aiden yanked carried Lydia out of the room so they could have sex. Liam was the last dare. His dare involved you and him for 7 minutes of heaven.

You laughed as Liam fumbled around for a light switch. Drunk and frustrated that you were laughing at him, he accidentally glowed his eyes. At the sudden realization of what he did, he quickly retreated to a corner and grabbed his face in his hands. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, please don’t be scared…” You smiled at his cute behavior.

“I’m a monster, aren’t I?”
“I thought you were a werewolf”
“How’d you…”
“It’s Beacon Hills, right? You can’t be that hot and not be supernatural”
“You think I’m hot?”
“No, I think you’re adorable”
Liam’s voice grew deep and husky.

He didn’t have to glow his eyes to know where you were. He walked towards you calmly and pinned you against the wall. Your breath hitched as you felt his heated presence hovering over you. Liam was tired of being treated like a kid, he was going to show you that he wasn’t. Not being able to see heightened your sense, making you more sensitive. You jumped at the touch of his warm, steady hands, gliding from your hips to the small of your back. At the same time, Liam leaned in to breathe heavily against your ear, “are you scared?” You could feel your folds being slick with your sweet juices at the sound of his rough voice. You shook your head no. Liam planted a wet kiss on your neck then growled against your soft skin, the vibrations making you feel good. “You should be.”
Liam ran a claw down your neck to ensure to felt how sharp it was. He trailed down and tugged at the front of your bralette, threatening to snap it and let your breasts fly freely. You moaned in anticipation, urging the wolf inside Liam to continue. Liam was scared of hurting you so he backed up just as the closet door opened. At the end of the game, Mason totaled the points. You and Brett tied since Stiles left the room.

Everyone left the room and the ache between your legs could not be subsided by a toy. You had to have sex and you needed it now. There was only one problem, well three. Who would you choose to accompany you for the night?

The Overconfident Brett?
Isaac The Smooth Panty Dropper?

Angel-face Liam?


I was inspired by Elsewhere and The Cornerwitch. I hope it is good. 

Everyone in their little town called them Cornerwitch. Not much was known about their background or their home life, only that if you needed something (protection, beauty, luck, sleep, anything) they had a spell or a potion or a rune to help-for a price. They never charged very much, and if you were desperate enough they gave freely. This Cornerwitch was generous.

Their origin stretched back to the beginning of middle school for them. They found a book of the Fae in the school library and they could hear it calling to them. They devoured every last word of it and then looked for more. The next time they went to the library there was a book of witchcraft waiting for them on a table and they devoured that one too. Book after book after book until their parents found out and punished them harshly, but at that point it was too late.

They got clever with their witchcraft after that. Carving runes into worrystones so they were nearly impossible to find, sewing them into underclothes, turning potion mixes into tea bags, turning bibles into portable hidden altars; they were unstoppable. They started selling their spells and tea and runes their sophomore year of high school when their parents found one of their altars.

They saved what they could from their parents’ rampage and in order to restock started to sell in return for offerings of dried herbs and crystals and anything else they could get their hands on.

They sold calming draughts as tea bags, protection runes in worry stones, luck spells in small bottle necklaces, healing potions in pastes to be spread over bruises and scrapes and cuts. Cornerwitch had what you needed.

Their senior year changed. Their parents found out about their business and something changed in them. People who went to Cornerwitch came back and warned people not to look too long and to bring salt or iron with them. There was something sharper about them, something new and other about the bruises and the grimace and the hollow smile as Cornerwitch bargained with those desperate enough to seek them out and warnings were given as though Cornerwitch were Fae. Be careful, was the whisper of the wind in the ears of those who looked for them, Be wary.

By the time they were to go to college the birth name they put on their application and student ID for Elsewhere University was as much them as any nickname as they had ever worn.

Cornerwitch walked around campus free of burning iron and protective salt as they offered deals to students naive or desperate enough to take them, their hollow smile full of sharp teeth and air moving in waves around them as the flutter of unseen wings sprouting through the cape they wore caressed the faces of those they passed.

Rumors had it they studied the forbidden major. Rumors had it they walked completely unprotected at all times of the day. Rumors had it they dealt deals with the Fae as often as they dealt deals with humans. Rumors had it Cornerwitch wasn’t human and if you had the sight you would see exactly who their parents had turned them into.

The truth was in two hearts that beat as one on the high court of the Fae where their parents could never harm them again.


Jimin Is Away; Summer, Chapter Four

Summary: Jimin, despite everything the two of you have been through, is slowly fading from your life. But when you find someone to fill the void, Jimin starts to become a bit strange.

Word Count: 1352

Previous Chapter

Originally posted by ashtonxbts

“J-Jimin?” Y/N asked sleepily. Jimin turned around on the couch to face her. The TV was on, showing old reruns of Full House. The screen illuminated his bed head and the low volume created a comfortable murmur in the background. Y/N had just gotten up for a cup of water, she was surprised Jimin was still awake.

“It’s two in the morning Jiminie, why are you still awake?” Y/N yawned, padding her way into the kitchen.

“Couldn’t sleep. Wheein also had a nightmare, she called. I had to calm her down.” Jimin’s voice was quiet, and Y/N’s heart gave a sympathetic twinge. She went to the couch and sat down with her cup of water. She took a sip before speaking again.

“Why couldn’t you sleep?”

“I was just thinking…about some things.” Jimin’s answer was very vague, and Y/N’s curiosity was killing her inside.

“Is it about what happened this afternoon? With what I told you and Kookie?” she asked quietly. Jimin sighed.

“I was kinda surprised.” He admitted, running his fingers through his hair.

“You looked more than surprised.” Y/N pressed on. Jimin chuckled dryly.

“I’ll be honest with you Y/N, I have a bad feeling about this guy.” Y/N looked at Jimin with a confused look in her eyes.

“What do you mean Jimin?”

“I can’t explain it. It’s like…when you mentioned this guy, my heart constricted tight in my chest. I felt this bile rise in my throat and things felt all red.” Jimin confessed. He smiled and turned to face Y/N.

“I think it’s because I’m just so protective of you. I’m afraid of this guy hurting you, and that thought angers me. You’re like my little sister, Y/N so just be careful for me, okay?” Jimin asked. Y/N felt her heart tighten in sorrow. She wasn’t hoping for Jimin to say he was upset because he liked her, but the word ‘sister’ placed her in the immovable friend-zone spot that prevented any hopes of Jimin possibly liking her.

“I’ll be careful Jimin, I promise. And if anything happens, you’ll be the first to know.” Y/N gave him a weak smile, taking another gulp of water. Jimin thought her weak smile was due to her sleepiness, so he brushed it off with a smile of his own.

“Good, thank you Y/N. I feel a bit better now getting that off my chest.”

They sat in silence for a while. Jimin watching the television and Y/N sipping her water. Jimin’s hand wandered over Y/N’s own, gently gripping her fingers between his. This was a normal action that Jimin did, but now it felt weird, even though they’ve been holding hands innocently like this for years. She gently pulled her hand away, gripping her glass with both hands instead. Jimin looked at her sadly, moving his hand back into his lap.

“So, I studied, what did you do with your morning? Play video games?” Y/N teasingly asked.

“Something like that, ha-ha. I just hung out at Wheein’s house. She played the SIMS for a while if that counts.” Jimin chuckled. Y/N laughed through her nose.

“Oh, that’s cool, I guess.” Y/N tried to say with a straight face.

“It actually got super boring so I left.” Jimin admitted, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly.

“That sucks, why was it boring?” Y/N inquired.

“She was just doing her own thing the whole time. I know we’ve been together for almost 100 days now and we’re out of the honeymoon phase, but I hoped for just a little bit of attention. Ah, whatever, I’d rather be talking to you like this instead.” Jimin smiled and Y/N couldn’t help but give him one in return.

“Y/N, can I tell you something?”

“Sure Jimin, go ahead.”

“I was thinking the other day; it’s pretty crazy how the group of us has stayed together throughout all of college.”

“Yeah, it is crazy,” Y/N admitted. “You, Jungkookie and I have been friends before primary school. And then Joonie came in with us our first year of middle school and Jin-oppa joined in two months later when they became closer. It’s amazing that they took until freshman year of college before getting together.”

“Those two dorks were blinded by their crushes.” Jimin laughed.

“And Yoongi-oppa joined in from Jin-oppa at the end of that year. Speaking of, remind me to call him later, he’s probably stressing about his composition final for his music course. I’ll have to bring him a care package of ramen and Gatorade, at least we’ll know he won’t be starving himself to death.”

“I’ll put a note on the fridge.” Jimin chuckled, before sighing.

“I wonder if senior year will change our friendship circle?” he questioned.

“Yeah, I don’t know, I guess we’ll see,” Y/N shrugged.

“Yeah, people are already acting differently. Let’s just stay friends okay? I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life.” Jimin spoke softly, looking into Y/N’s eyes as he spoke. Y/N looked up at Jimin, allowing him to tuck a messy piece of hair behind her ear. His knuckles brushed her cheek gently and Y/N sighed deeply. She gave him a small smile.

“Of course, we’ll stay friends Jimin. Nothing will ever change that.” Y/N promised sincerely. A sudden emotion surged across Jimin’s face and before she knew it, Y/N was in Jimin’s arms, her head resting on his shoulder as his hands ran up and down her back. Y/N paused for one, two seconds before hugging him back. Jimin let out a shaky sigh.

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” Jimin mumbled, but he didn’t make a move to let go. “I-I just thought about what it’d be like, without you in my life; it would suck to lose you Y/N.” Jimin’s voice cracked and Y/N could feel her heart break all over again. Jimin pressed his lips to her cheek and Y/N could feel something wet trickle down her skin. Tears.

“T-Thank you for staying with me through my life Y/N, you’re so important to me, a-and I don’t want to lose you. P-Please be careful with this guy, I-I don’t want you to get hurt.” Jimin whispered softly into her hair, and Y/N’s hands caressed Jimin’s back in soothing motions.

“Jimin, it’s okay. I’m never going to leave you. You don’t need to worry about that Jiminie. I’m stuck with you forever; I couldn’t leave you even if I tried. Is this why you were staying up late? You’ve been worrying about this kind of stuff? You really shouldn’t. Here, lets dry your eyes.” Y/N cooed, removing his head from her shoulder and wiping away the tears with her thumbs. Jimin sniffled and looked down at Y/N with wet eyes.

“S-Stay with me.” Jimin begged. Y/N sighed. She wiped off the last of his tears and stood up.

“Jimin…” Y/N paused before speaking again, “Do you really think that’s appropriate?” she asked softly. Jimin sniffled again and grabbed her hand gently.

“Y/N. I-I’m asking this as a friend, as a brother, please. S-Stay with me?” Jimin pleaded. Y/N blinked slowly and her heart told her to just hug Jimin and never let him go. The poor boy needed his friend, and she wasn’t going to deny him that. Y/N nodded and took Jimin’s hand, leading him into his room. It was dark, but she knew the room like the back of her hand. She plopped on his bed and Jimin followed her, hugging her close to his body. He held onto her for comfort, for reassurance as he slowly fell asleep to Y/N running her fingers through his hair.

Once his breathing evened out, she tried to get up and leave, but Jimin’s grip was too strong for her to escape. She huffed in annoyance, but sank back down into the mattress; if she couldn’t leave she might as well settle in.

“You’re lucky we both have our last morning lectures tomorrow morning Jimin.” She said before falling asleep with the scent of mint in her nose, while caramel and chocolate roamed around in her dreams.

anonymous asked:

Our school had heart screenings and the freshman class won a slop day (our school has a VERY strict dress code) because they had the most people get one. That same day that the freshman were out of uniform, the seniors had a prank where they came wearing Hawaiian-tourist clothes. Most of the class got a detention, and the theme days for the seniors were changed. The principal was PISSED!

oh my

one day

senior year.
it’s scary as is, but it’s even scarier when you’ve given your heart to someone you can never have.

for 4 years, you’ve gotten comfortable with him always being there 5 days out of the week and 10 months of the year. he was always there.
but senior year, that all changes.

there’s a giant ticking timer behind your shoulder that you can hear each second passing.

breaks and vacations are dreaded because they’re full of tears and panic attacks.

sleep is disrupted by thoughts of eternal heartbreak and sadness.

memories of him that used to make you nothing but happy is now a smile soon followed by gut wrenching fear and crying.

and then the simplest things become so sacred.

because one day his door won’t be there for you to knock on.

you’ll make a joke and you won’t hear his laugh.

you won’t feel the same butterflies in your stomach anymore.

because one day he won’t be there.

im bored here's edgyblood's kits' warrior names

murderkit –> murdersong

doomkit –> doomheart

knifekit –> knifetail

poisonkit –> poisonfrog

gunkit –> gunpelt

starkit –> starnight (poppynose)

starnight became a runaway princess who ran with her gf almondrose, they’ve known each other since they were kits and fell in love when they were senior apprentices. changed her name to poppy to try and blend, found shelter in skyclan and currently resides there happily as poppynose with almondrose at her side

edgyblood and her family have no idea that she’s still alive and probably mourn her to this day

murdersong doesn’t really miss her as much though considering she got to take over the heiress role her sister had, though she wishes she could’ve taken the role on her own account rather than by default

doomheart was closest to starnight and practically raised her (he and murdersong were the first litter). he doesn’t understand why she left

knifetail exists. he has no feelings

poisonfrog was also fairly close to starnight but was the only one who knew about her love for almondrose so she is the only one who knows most of the reason why she left

gunpelt is both blind and deaf and probably doesn’t even know who starkit was

Early look: What to like about No. 3 Ohio State in 2017

From top to bottom, it’s hard to find a more talented roster — maybe at Alabama, but nowhere else. The expectations are high for a reason. But with Urban Meyer, a fifth-year senior quarterback and a change in offensive style, the Buckeyes seem ready to notch yet another College Football Playoff berth.

Biggest games

►Vs. Oklahoma, Sept. 9

►Vs. Penn State, Oct. 28

►At Michigan, Nov. 25

Three players to know

1. CB Kendall Sheffield. The junior-college transfer certainly looks the part of Ohio State’s next first-round defensive back.

2. WR Campbell. While more will be asked of Campbell in the passing game, don’t sleep on his major impact as the Buckeyes’ primary returner

3. DE Nick Bosa. The younger Bosa brother — after his older brother, Joey — is the program’s next all-everything defensive end.

We Don’t Talk Anymore (Part 2)

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Requested: No

Word Count: 2,240

Summary: Everything was going perfectly for both of you, but then he changed.

Author’s Note: Enjoy! :)

(Part 1) | (Part 2) | (Part 3) | (Part 4) | (Part 5) | (Part 6) | (Part 7) | (Part 8) | (Part 9) | (Part 10) | (Part 11) | (Part 12: Finale)

Originally posted by visual-jongdae

You and Chanyeol had known each other for three years before you began dating. You met sophomore year of high school. He was that one really good friend you had but never really made plans interact with outside of school. That didn’t change until senior year.

You had noticed he would go out of his way to make more contact with you in the first few weeks. You were really beginning to enjoy his company a lot more. You began hanging out a lot after school as well, having late night study sessions over at your place.

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Fun with Quality Fanfics!

After the cut, you’ll find stories recced by me in categories I’ve chosen and defined. The fics in each category will be listed alphabetically.

Note: For T7S fic authors reading this: if none of your stories are on this list, that doesn’t mean they aren’t good, that I don’t enjoy them, or they aren’t on my faves list. I always rec my favorite T7S fics on my T7S blogs, and they’re all on my Fanfic Recs page.

And, remember, this list is just one person’s opinion. =)

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