You know that Yuri is 15 years and 9 months old right? You know that Otabek is 18 and 1 month old right? You know that they only have a 2 year and 4 month age gap right? You know that I ship them as slowburn friends to lovers right? You know that they have the purest, healthiest and most loving (and not even necessarily in a romantic way) relationship right? You know that love can actually exist without sex right? You know that it’s problematic to automatically equate a perfectly sweet and supportive friendship with a sexual relationship right? You know that the age of consent in both Kazakhstan and Russia is 16 so that even if they wanted to have sex, they could after Yuri turns 16 right? You know that anti-behavior is extremely harmful and toxic right?
You know that I don’t care what other people think of my shipping preferences right?
“I’ve realized that being happy is a choice. You never want to rub anybody the wrong way or not be fun to be around, but you have to be happy. When I get logical and I don’t trust my instincts - Thats when I get in trouble.”
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You couldn’t help but
smile as you looked in the mirror. You had invited Jeffrey over for dinner. The
two of you had eaten together and had had a great time. But now it was time to
show him your real plan for the evening.
You had picked out the red and black corset
lingerie set with him in mind. You felt sexy. You felt good about yourself. And
you hoped Jeffrey would react in the way you had a feeling he would.
You took a deep breath before walking back
into the living room where he was waiting for you.
When he turned his head and saw you, all
your feelings of sexiness were heightened. His eyes were instantly darkened by
lust and his tongue darted out of his mouth to lick his lips, “Damn, Baby,” he
You sauntered over to him, “Do you like
You were just out of his reach now and his
eyes were raking over your body, “I love it.” He nodded, his eyes landing on
your breasts, accentuated by the corset top pushing them up and together.
He reached for you then, “Come here, Baby.”
He practically pleaded.
You stepped closer, letting his hands come
to rest on your hips, “When did you get this little number?” he asked, eyes
finally traveling up to meet your own.
“Couple days ago.” You smiled, “Saw it and
thought of you.”
composed by: im hyunsik lyrics by: im hyunsik, lee minhyuk, peniel shin, jung ilhoon
your touches on my hands your calling for my voice i can still feel it, i can still hear it why did i not do my best while you were still around if only i can be stronger maybe then i would stand a chance of holding onto you till the end
even i am content with my ordinary life the forgotten memories keep reappearing.. i am caught in a dilemma i hope you know the me that has you, the me that loses you are two completely different people
air thickens as i sink into all sort of wild dreams first time first love…. it was a decent enough first love, isn’t it?
we were both hurt and devastated in this war, but someday one day we will meet again in better days we will be happier we will be more comfortable 파도치는 퍼다 같일때
we must meet again i will be waiting patiently there be this someday, we will live happier and much more comfortable and the sunlight will be breathtaking the day i sent you away, i was such a fool to blame everything on you, to grumble about you, and hating you
like being torned apart, the pain is endless, therefore i choose to erase you its all because i am a fool, i didn’t know there would be no turning back
someday when we are both not so young, someday when i am much stronger if there’s a chance for me to hold your hands again, please promise me you would allow me to do so someday we will meet again in much better days we will be happier and we will be living more comfortably 파도치는 퍼다 같일때
we must meet again i will be waiting patiently there be this someday, we will live happier and much more comfortable and the sunlight will be breathtaking there be this someday
to be honest, i am filled with remorse if only i had apologize, everything would be alright not gonna lie, i’d admit everything is my fault our breakup is entirely my fault what i want to say now is that i am truly regret it
i pray every single day, praying that we will be able to meet again i pray for you every night and day hoping to see you face and face again someday someday we will meet again in much better much beautiful days we will live happier we will live more comfortably 파도치는 퍼다 같일때
we must meet again i will be waiting patiently there be this someday, we will live happier and much more comfortable and the sunlight will be breathtaking someday
Mr V Salt was our only placement who talked. Tiny Strega Nona signed a bit, but certainly not sentences. Same with our resident rockstar. As for baby blobfish, well… She was a blobfish of the baby variety, so.
Anyway, Mr V Salt was the only one who had his almost-three-year-old way of saying things. So there are times now when I’ll see something or say something, and I get his voice in my head. The way you might change your speech to call it pasghetti, or titty tat, we have spidermans. It’s on my list as spidermans. It will forever be spidermans. You know, the chewable things filled with daily nutrients? Spidermans.
Another one? Doofus. Weirdo. I’d call him both, and he’d say, “Amma, me doofus? Me weedo?”
Oh, and penis. His love for asking me if the dogs had penises (Amma, Rio got penis? No. Oh, Rio got ‘gina? Yes. Ohh… Cosmo got penis?), followed by whether I had a penis, followed by whether he had a penis (Yes. Yaaaay!) is forever in my brain.
He also had this death glare. I have never seen anything so creepy-terrifying outside of horror movies with kids who haunt houses. I just… Whoa.
Netherlands, 1581, writing his declaration of independence: “-.. after which the city of Maastricht and Antwerp have been violently attacked, destroyed, pillaged, murdered, burned and been treated in such a way, that the most cruel and tyrannic enemies of the country wouldn’t be able to do worse..-”
Netherlands, modern days: “I wasn’t exaggerating anything.”