I am 100% DONE with people who say Otabek is a Pedophile. Oh my lord he is still in high school here in America. If you can’t ship them without sexual undertones then you are fetishizing their relationship and you are going to need to the ones that need help, not us. Oh and Knock Knock, Age of consent here. In both of their respective countries it is 16. So once Yuri is 16 he can have intercourse with who ever he pleases if he consents. Knowing Otabek and the gentlemanly aura you get from him he probably wait till Yura was 18 to hold his hand. They are also the same age difference as a 1st year and 3rd year or Sophomore and Senior. I also understand if you do ship is in a sexual relationship at canon ages, that’s is in fact pedophilia, but other wise this ship is clear to sail.
“Friendly Neighborhood Watch” | Young Sam x Reader | FLUFF
WARNINGS: suggestive, language
WORD COUNT: 6,485
DESCRIPTION: There are four days left of school before Graduation Day. It’s so goddamn obvious you and your childhood best friend Samuel Drake feel the same thing for each other… but you won’t say anything because you don’t want to risk your established friendship, and Sam doesn’t want to say anything because he can’t risk giving himself away. But when two people are a perfect match for each other, some things are bound to be revealed sooner or later.
This is technically Part 2 of “Trick of the Light”, but you don’t have to read that in order to understand this (regardless I’ll still leave the link to it below). I’m really pleased with how this one came out because it just makes my heart so happy like aw Sam :,)) It switches between Reader and Samuel so sorry if it’s kinda unclear as to whose POV you’re reading from haha *sweats intensely*
Inspired by this song (Rather Be With You - Sinead Harnett)
The only reason why you were with Rafe Adler in the first place was because you were lonely.
Well, more like the one guy you were ever seriously in to never paid attention to you the way you wanted him to, and conveniently, Rafe Adler transferred to your shithole high school and you thought he’d be a lovely distraction.
Except that, despite getting together with Rafe, you still couldn’t get over your one true crush.
The boy next door, your childhood sweetheart, your best friend: Samuel Drake.
You remember precisely when you started crushing hard on that boy. You were in middle school, still in your semi-awkward tween stage, lost in the masses of equally confused prepubescent boys and girls trying to find their places in the social hierarchy. Sam was one of the popular kids; he and his little brother were both notorious for their mischievous methods of cutting class and their bright, cheeky grins. Always the one with extravagant (although mostly exaggerated) tales of adventures, it was expected for girls and boys to flock around Samuel Drake. His heady Bostonian voice and loopy grin managed to light up any room he walked into; Samuel Drake had this laid-back, passionate, and approachable dynamic.
And on top of that… it was almost painful how good-looking he was.
Warning: NSFW stuff like thats all this is.
this is for everyone that asked for more smut between Boomer and Claudia. So, enjoy. This is about my character Claudia and Boomer from my fic New in the Neighborhood, but you dont need to read that to enjoy this.
AND HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY TO ALL THE LONELY HEARTS OUT THERE!
Capt. Boomerang X OFC [Claudia] // Suicide Squad
word count: 2,140
It took Claudia a little while to decipher Digger’s handwriting at first. She didn’t expect he’d reply often and once she did finally receive a response, she was ecstatic. It was a scan of note paper which he had scribbled wildly across in sharpie, paying no mind to the horizontal blue lines. Once she had finally worked out what the letter said she couldn’t help but blush. He was no poet laureate, but she’d be lying if she said didn’t have a physical response to his words, ‘I can’t sleep at night. All I think about is your tight cunt around me cock, shocking and squeezing me as you cum.’
Claudia had also been having trouble sleeping, staying up thinking about him at all hours of the night. The evening before she laid awake on her mattress, staring at the opening above her bed, remembering how he’d try to sneak up on her. It was more than obvious whenever Digger was on the roof, his heavy footsteps shaking the tin sheeting as he stomped across it. Even if she had been asleep, by the time he peeked over the edge she’d be awake enough to know what he was planning. She would pull her arms in close, lying still in the center of the bed, aware of what he was going to do and humoring him anyway.
About two years ago, I started seeing someone really nice and really cute. We hit it off immediately and fell into a relationship pretty quickly after meeting. It was great and sweet and fine for a little bit.
But then she started getting jealous of my friends, especially friends for whom I’d admitted having romantic feelings in the past. And she started trying to control my interactions with those friends, to catch me in a lie about how i felt about those friends now, or convince me that all of my interactions with those people were inherently sexual or insidious somehow.
She also frequently tried to test my care for her by insisting she didn’t mind if I spent time with her or which someone else, and then getting upset when I decided to see a friend or family member instead of spending every moment with her. She often made me feel like I’d “made the wrong choice” by asking her to compromise with me about exactly how much time we spent together. She demanded that I make very expensive trips out to see her every other week in order to prove how much i loved her.
So when I see Gina with Audrey, I don’t see a loving and mutually supportive partnership. I see someone who exhibits controlling and deceitful tendencies in order to control her partner. I see an insecure and scared girl whose instinct is to manipulate her partner into choosing her over her friends. I see someone who makes no attempts to understand her partner’s history and needs.
I’m not expecting Scream to become a serious study of controlling relationships. Lord knows the creative team behind this show isn’t really capable of being that incisive. But I will say that I felt my heart sink during the final scenes when Audrey apologized to Gina when she had nothing to be sorry for. It sank lower when I saw Bex reblog posts that unquestionably praised the dynamic between Audrey and Gina. And I know that I will only continue to feel alienated from this show and this fan community as Audrey/Gina gains traction.
I just hope the younger folks who watch this see what’s going on between these two and realize that maybe something isn’t right.
Okay so imagine this. Remus and Sirius deciding to live in a muggle neighborhood after Hogwarts. Because Remus’ chances of getting a job are really really slim in the magical world and also Sirius views that as a ‘fuck you’ to his parents.
So few weeks after graduation and after a trip in Mauritius(because remus wanted to meet some cousins) with the other Marauders, Remus and Sirius go flat hunting in London.
Sirius is excited at literally every muggle thing he sees. He also always asks questions that could out them as wizards.
“Is this flat connected to Floo network? Our mate James likes to visit very often.” Sirius explains.
The woman doing the visit looks like she’s wondering if he’s joking or if she should look for a way out.
“Uh…he means that he’s womdering if the fireplace works. Cause James, our friend, gets cold very easily.” Remus tells her, slightly red in the face.
Finally after visiting the eighth flat, they get it. Sirius squeals out loud at that.
Some days after they bring in everything into the flat, Remus decides that they both ought to get mobile phones. They can’t just talk in mirrors or apparate when they are apart.
Needless say Sirius is over excited at the idea. When they go to buy their phones, Sirius asks the person the most annoying questions.
“What do you mean by 5 mpixels.”
“Why do I need to save pictures? How will they move then?”
“What do you mean they won’t move?”
The man looks more and more flustered. “Erm well if you’re talking about gifs then yes they’ll move. You can make gifs on this one.”
“Wha- ouch!!!” Remus had just punched him really hard and that glare from him was enough for him to say a word more.
Once Sirius understands the concept of camera, he feels the need to take a photo of everything he could: Remus sleeping, Remus walking, a random puppy, a stain on their floor, a cat, Remus wandering around in their flat shirtless or their kettle.
And then he discovers that he can send those to Remus. Since then Remus’ phone would buzz at any moment-with a picture of a teabag, or of Harry giggling, of Harry’s vomit, of a random shirt or just a selfie. Even though Remus rolls his eyes each time, he privately likes them and the fact that Sirius loved sharing those things with him. And the selfies are just a bonus.
I was just thinking about Neil’s lonely fifth year and how Nora said that he and Andrew visit each other when they have the time
and…. weekly Saturday meetings in columbia halfway between them amirite??
its so PERFECT for this period in their relationship ??
((cause theres too long til the weekend comes, too long til I drown in your hands, too long since I’ve been a fool"))
just… neil spending his spare moments wishing he was w andrew
but staying as busy as possible w the team to keep his mind away from cigarettes and scars and quiet night roadtrips and keys in his hands and i hate you’s that they both know mean something else entirely
like can’t u just picture Neil doing all of his captainly duties, hanging out with robin, putting up w the annoying new freshmen (without kevin to yell at them and put them in their place) who think theyre too good to try at exy bc they were the stars of their little hometown teams
and at the back his mind he always has that niggling unease and disrest at the idea that andrew could find somebody better now that hes out in the real world
but he pushes it away bc he knows he cant trust his own judgement on this since its the first time hes ever had this ((love trust happiness take ur pick amigos))
and then suddenly he’ll have one, free, quiet moment before he goes to sleep,,,,
and all he can think about is Andrew and that secret thrill that races through him at the idea of their once fragile not-relationship/thing/epic world ending romance becoming strong enough to survive this time apart and
((white noise in my mind won’t calm down you’re all i think about))
then theres that lingering hunger that’s always rushing through him to see blond hair and hazel eyes and hear a whispered “yes or no?” in his ear
((cause when you look like that i’ve never ever wanted to be so bad, and it drives me wild))
and the strange aching sadness when night practices go smoothly as their now starting goalie plays with them, without even a thought of refusing
and he remembers how at first he hated andrews careless disinterest in exy
but now he wants more than anything to see andrew sitting lazily on the bleachers with a carefully bored expression on his face
At 36,000 feet, there were no yellow lights. There was only an endless obstacle course of winds and clouds, one that Junghwan had mastered long ago. After all, everyday for the past six years, he had climbed into a jet and ripped through the sky.
But this Sunday was different. The cockpit sat two, not one.