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Sex Education: Season 4 (2023) – Just some thoughts.
Over a span of four days, my housemates and I sat down to watch the final season of sex education; the show had started in 2019 (which feels like a lie, but we move I guess) and was loved by the masses. People really resonated with it as they showcased people dealing with all sorts of different complexities and natures and it was truly wonderful to see so many demographics being represented.
And while I know some of the criticism comes from the fact they favour representation over solid writing, I can understand that sometimes it’s just nice to be seen on a tv show with no ulterior motive and to be frank, this show has some great writing with certain characters. But like most TV shows, it didn’t mean it didn’t have its faults much like this season. But I think the best way to talk about this show is through its characters, which are the driving force of this TV show and it both benefits and fails from it.
The New Characters
When going into it, I was quite sceptical about the new characters, and coming out of it, I think I still am. I enjoyed the representation of ‘The Coven’ or whatever they were called, I think Aisha was written the best out of the three considering she had a broader storyline and I loved how they discussed accessibility for disabled people it was very refreshing. But coming out of the show, I don’t think I felt anything for these characters, and I found myself wishing they had Lily and Ola back.
O felt like a complete waste of a character – it felt like they made her very purposefully antagonistic, and yet when it came time to redeem her character it felt like a last-minute decision. I also think the way they handled her asexuality was very odd and felt quite forced at times, I remember during season one the writers seemed to be suggesting Otis was asexual but then didn’t push through to it, O just seemed like a rehash of that exact thing. There was clearly some stuff left out because O felt very antagonistic back at Otis, but Otis didn’t really do much towards their opposing sex clinics.
Adam (and Michael too)
This storyline became a favourite when the show ended and I didn’t think it would hit me as hard as it did. Adam’s character arc through the show has been very interesting to see, when looking back to last season I was never really a fan of Adam and Eric’s love story but that was the storyline that made me like Adam so I guess there was something to it. I also enjoyed that Adam didn’t go into sixth form and instead followed what his interests were, it’s quite cool to show there are different options rather than just sixth form, then university etc. But I loved the interesting parallels between the son and father, both were coming into their own person which was needed for both of them so they could accept one another and their heart-to-heart at the end was very sweet.
Jackson and Viv
I love the platonic bestie vibes this duo have, it’s so wholesome and I enjoy that the writers never compromised their friendship for a relationship because it’s something you don’t really see that often. I liked the storyline Jackson had surrounding the stigma of cancer in men, it was different and very unexpected but I liked that because it is scary and it weaved very well into his intrigue with his identity. One thing I was a bit confused about was Jackson’s journey with his sexuality; I feel like they slightly breached the topic but there was no clear closure for that storyline which was a big part of his character arc last season, but perhaps I missed something. With Viv, her storyline also quite surprised me; I truly didn’t expect her romance with Beau to take an abusive turn – but in retrospect it’s very interesting to see all the qualities of possessiveness and obsession that Beau had throughout the season. But either way I liked the resolutions in their ending (also loved that Aimee and Viv kind of became a duo), and I’m sad to let them go.
Ruby
One thing I really didn’t like this season was Ruby’s storyline; it was just her pining over Otis again and Otis not giving her an inch despite using her to help his campaign. It felt very backwards to me, especially seeing as Otis didn’t even thank her (more on that later because I have so much more to say on Otis); although she found her own confidence at the end and didn’t dance with him, I honestly would’ve preferred if they were just friends, but I can understand the need to have tension and drama to make things more interesting, but I was just left wanting a bit more with her character rather than her problems being purely surface.
Jean (and her sister… and her baby)
I will be honest, it was very odd to see Jean without Jakob (or Sven as my housemates and I referred to him), but truly I kind of didn’t miss him because they introduced a much more compelling duo with her younger sister. Jean’s storyline was quite interesting; to see a woman struggle with post-partum depression on-screen and not be villainised for it was very refreshing and I thought linking it with her fear of being like her own mother was very good. Her sister’s storyline was also very interesting, I liked how different they were and also that they had a very natural sisterly bond, which is something you don’t see among older women anymore in media.
Cal
I really enjoyed that we got more of a look into Cal's life because that was one reason I didn't really connect with Cal last season was because we didn't get a sense of who they are. But this was majorly broached in this season and I was glad because I really enjoyed their character. Their story was wholly centered around their identity and I thought it was very heartwarming that the school charity came together for their top surgery. Two things that I struggled with though were the fact that their attempt to take their own life was very much brushed over and the fact that their and Jackson's storylines didn't really get completed either. But overall, I really enjoyed their character.
Eric
Honestly, he and Aimee are the best characters on this show, and you can’t even change my mind. One thing I was very glad for was that they tabled the whole Eric and Adam relationship and that they recognised that someone shouldn’t be in a relationship with their bully (and because Eric can do so much better, and I say that while loving Adam as a character too). Something that surprised me but in a good way was his relationship with his religion, it’s so interesting to see because you don’t see a lot of this, especially nowadays. And it was nice to see him flourish with friends that understand him and his views on things (OTHER THAN OTIS WHO DOESN’T CARE), and his turmoil of wanting to be baptised but then realising he doesn’t need that to reaffirm his relationship with God. And Ncuti is just SO funny and charming as Eric, he’s going to be a star one day (especially since he’s been in Barbie and Doctor Who) and I genuinely can’t wait to see it.
Aimee and Issac (but mostly Aimee)
Oh god where do I start, Aimee Gibbs is genuinely one of the best TV show characters ever; she is so likable and the journey her character has gone through is amazing. When the show opens with her documenting her recovery, I was immediately struck that she was going to have a fabulous ending to her story. I loved that she was trying different things like art to express her trauma and seeing her have fun with it was just so, so human and I love when media replicates that side of humanity. One thing that was a pleasant surprise was Issac and Aimee’s relationship; now this may be a controversial take, but I was never really an Issac hater… I know, how insane. So, seeing him get fleshed out more and more was really moving; their relationship was something very different and also made so much sense. I wouldn’t have put them together, but the actors had a lot of chemistry and I enjoyed that they uplifted one another but never crossed any barriers of their own agency.
Maeve
Maeve is a very interesting character; now for another controversial take, I was never a big fan of Maeve, it’s nothing I could really pinpoint but she often seemed very abrasive. But on the flip side, I also respected that about her character, that the writers were never afraid to make her spunky and outspoken, and for her to not be punished for that either. Her storyline this season was great, it made me enjoy her character so much more than I thought I would; the way she acted around the death of her mother was so good and felt very real – and I loved how mature the ending of her, and Otis’ love story was as well. Again, I know some people may think differently but I’m glad they didn’t stay together because let’s be honest, the two wouldn’t last a week ESPECIALLY long distance. She got to focus on herself and her career in the end, which was something she wanted since the beginning of this show; and it was incredibly satisfying to see that on screen.
Otis Dickhead
My, my… you know for the literal LEAD of the show, you’d think they’d write a character that’s at the very least tolerable. Because oh my god, now I’ve never liked the way Otis’ character is written, but Jesus Christ I think we’ve hit an all-time low. One thing he does that drives me up the wall is that he never texted anyone back; like when Ruby kept asking him where he was, he didn’t even message or anything and that was before Maeve’s mum passed away, he is just so inept.
Also, the fact that he’s a so-called sex therapist yet he struggles to article his own problems with BASIC problem-solving skills actually amazes me – I admire the writers for being able to write someone SO thick in the head without going braindead themselves, I really do. Okay rant over – Otis’ storyline really felt like a backdrop to everything in the season, the only interesting thing was his and Maeve’s story and that wasn’t even his main dilemma on the season. Overall, his character is shit and I’m so glad I never have to see his face again (sorry Asa Butterfield, love you!).
Where Hugo, I Go...
Rewatched for the umpteenth time, the lovely film, Hugo (2011). If you haven't seen it, nor read the book by Brian Selznick upon which it is based, please consider a look and a read.
We rewatch films for a variety of reasons, just as we often do for books. Always something new and different to see, to hear, to learn, to experience.
But that wasn't why I put this film on the blog. With the WGA/SAG-AFTRA strikes, now more than ever, the Martin Scorsese directed piece seems relevant. Here we have the young orphan, Hugo Cabret, living in the train station and maintaining the clocks; the timepieces that make the trains, and presumably society, run on time. Those horological machines are human made and what time represents in the lives of humans is a constant tick tock, tick tock. With every beat of our heart, every breath taken, time passes.
Hugo senses this, as does his young friend, Isabelle. At one point in the film, Isabelle questions the future and what her purpose in life is to be. Hugo thinks for a moment and remarks:
"I'd imagine the whole world was one big machine. Machines never come with any extra parts, you know. They always come with the exact amount they need. So I figured, if the entire world was one big machine, I couldn't be an extra part. I had to be here for some reason. And that means you have to be here for some reason, too."
And during their conversation, Hugo also states:
"Maybe that's why a broken machine always makes me a little sad, because it isn't able to do what it was meant to do… Maybe it's the same with people. If you lose your purpose… it's like you're broken."
Turning that scene over in my mind and thinking about the plot (w/o spoiling too much, it is a wonderful homage to humans and art and film and history and human connections) and the ongoing strikes...but...
How is it that we humans have so readily turned the machines into the masters and the humans who created them into the extra parts?
This marvelous film would be nothing without the humans who dreamed and created and built and moved and loved it into being along with the original work upon which it was based. The humans aren't broken, the system is. The studios/corporations must recognize the labor that gives purpose to our lives and place the technology in the place wherein it serves the greater good before time runs out.
I could contemplate this film and its themes for a long time, it is a real gem to view and think about in the context of the past, the present, and the future. Hats off to all involved.
Capturing Dreams
If the studios persist with their endeavors to disregard humans in favor of machines and the pursuit of profit for the few and paucity for the rest, get used to *The Sound Of Silence, for the synergy will be lost and we'll be alone...with our machines.
An earlier post of mine talked about the lovely film, Hugo, directed by Martin Scorsese and its relevance in relation to the ongoing WGA & SAG-AFTRA strikes and continuing in that vein, here's an additional thought or two:
A scene from the film has Isabelle, (pictured above-played by the actress Chloe Grace Moretz) reading to lead Hugo Cabret (Asa Butterfield) an excerpt from a book, The Invention of Dreams.
"The filmmaker Georges Méliès was one of the first to realize that - films had the power - to capture dreams."
While Georges Méliès was a real person; if I recall correctly, the book title was created by author, Brian Selznick, who wrote the original novel from which the movie screenplay was adapted. Apparently there is now a group for writers that takes its name from that fictitious book included in both the novel and the film.
The word synergy is likely overused as a buzzword these days, but it seems apt here. Selznick's writing, Scorcese's direction, actors acting, filmgoers, the writing group mentioned above, and it expands ever outward. The numbers of people involved in this creative output are tied together in so many ways and so many dreams, some of which are yet to be realized. Film technology has changed since the 1930s setting of the story, without a doubt-- but machines cannot be allowed to replace the dreamers, the storytellers, the actors, the humans who labor to capture these dreams.
*The Sound Of Silence (1964, written by Paul Simon; performed by Simon & Garfunkel; Columbia).
Asa Butterfield and his co-stars.
Marauders era reimagined
part 2
"You know in rom-coms, when the guy finally realizes he's in love with the girl, and he turns up with a boom box outside her house, blasting her favorite song, and everyone in the audience swoons? Yeah, that makes me sick."
i feel sick.
GWENDOLINE CHRISTIE and ASA BUTTERFIELD in FLUX GOURMET (2022)
PARTY ANIMAL ↝ otis milburn
requested? ↝ yeah, by my best buddy !!!!!
summary ↝ hey crackhead! can you write something for otis where the reader and him are both at a party? like the reader goes to a corner to hide through out the party but she runs into otis? uh?? i don’t know??? work your magic bro ???????
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“levi why do i have to go? i don’t even know anyone there!” you groaned, making the passenger seat you were sitting in fall back.
“y/n! stop being so dramatic! you damn theater kids are so.. out there!” she giggled, keeping her eyes on the road at all times.
“yeah, out there. something you’re not!” you fired back with a smirk tugging at your lips. you knew that your friend swung both ways thanks to a drunken confession a few weeks back.
you saw levi’s grip tighten around the steering wheel as a laugh escaped her lips. she was fine with the jokes, after all she did tease you non stop about literally everything.
“yeah yeah. you’re fucking funny y/n. besides, i’ll tease you plenty when you see another basic white boy who’s tall, malnourished, nervous, and kinda funny.” she added as her smile grew. she knew she hit a nerve as she pulled into a driveway of a huge house.
you immediately sat the seat up and slapped her arm. “hey! don’t call me out here! it’s a type!” you exclaimed and rolled your eyes at her words.
levi simply stuck her tongue out at you before exiting the car, waiting for you to get out before locking it up. she saw you standing by the car, unmoved.
“y/n! will you stop being such a—“ she was cut off by a gasp from behind her. levi turned around so fast you could have sworn she got whiplash.
maeve was standing there with a grin on her face. “are you going to hug me or what saunders? i guess i’ll have to come over there!” she chuckled, moving over to levi and hugging her as a greeting. she wasn’t like this with too many people, levi wasn’t complaining though.
you went behind maeve and locked eyes with your best friend making a heart shape with your hands and making kissy faces.
maeve pulled away and turned around to face you, almost catching you teasing levi.
“oh, y/n, levi told me about your ‘type’ and how you’ve been looking so i invited a friend.” she spoke nonchalantly before walking over to a few other people that just pulled up.
you went wide eyed and turned to levi. you watched as her face dropped immediately. “y/n please, you came up in conversation!” she spoke quickly, backing up with every step you took.
“don’t worry about it! i’m just going to kill you!” you replied in a soft tone, completely contradicting your words.
in a matter of seconds you were chasing her around the yard and eventually into the house.
you caught up to her and pulled her onto the couch, sitting on her until she admitted defeat.
“okay! i’m sorry! it won’t happen again! you’re better than me in every way! get off of me!” she pleaded, like usual. obviously you got off of her and smiled innocently.
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since you were so early you had helped set up the party, that was three hours ago and the house was packed with people. some already drunk.
with a red cup in your hand full of water you started to search for a place to hide out for the night.
you had a few options, the couch with some people that were drunk enough to start fucking, a room that might have people fucking in it, or a corner.
the corner seems nice.
you had your red cup held up since people kept bumping into you from all the dancing and such.
you finally found the corner you were after, it was near the kitchen and not around anyone who was fucking. perfect!
well, almost perfect.
there was a boy around your age standing there looking down at his cup. he was a basic white boy.
you rolled your eyes at the thought of levi teasing you for even talking to him.
“hey! mind if i join you?” you asked the boy as you moved next to him with a smile. he looked up at you, he already looked nervous.
“no— i mean, i don’t mind.” he managed to say over the music. an unsure smile formed on his face as he watched you take a sip of your drink.
“what are you drinking?” he asked, worried that you might judge him for drinking soda rather than some form of alcohol.
“vodka.” you said right as you finshed drinking, not a joking tone in your voice whatsoever.
his face dropped at your answer, it then turned into a look of concern when you gave him your drink.
“try it. it’s not that bad.” you spoke at a normal tone since the music started to change, giving you a few moments of silence.
not wanting to seem boring he hesitantly took a sip. he furrowed his eyebrows and looked at it, he was obviously confused.
you burst out laughing at his reaction. when you calmed down you explained to him that it was just water, you don’t drink.
“sorry if i worried you, what’s your name?” you asked right as you got shoved by someone, that caused you to bump into the boy. your face had hit his chest because of how lanky he was.
“s-sorry, uh.. my name is otis!” he replied, going stiff when your body made contact with his.
you held back a laugh at his reaction before you introduced yourself. “i’m y/n, nice to meet you.”
his eyes widened when you told him your name and he immediately looked down at his cup. “oh..”
what did you do? does he not like your name or something? has he heard something about you?
he glanced up and saw your worried expression. “no! no, i didn’t mean it like that! i was just.. i was supposed to meet you. maeve told me a few things and said that i seem like a good option.. or something.. she was really vague..” he trailed off to the point where you almost couldn’t hear him thanks to the music that started up again. he then stayed biting his lower lip lightly to stop himself from talking.
“figures. i’m glad i met you though, i’d like to talk to you more without getting shoved and having to speak over crappy music.” you raised your voice a bit, grabbing his hand and leading him to a room.
before you could get past a few people in the hallway you heard someone wolf whistle. when you looked back you saw otis shake his head ‘no’ to a dark skinned boy who was laughing. the boy sent a wink your way and gave a thumbs up. must have been a friend of otis’s.
you laughed softly and went to open a bedroom door. when you did you gasped in shock with what you saw, otis did the same
two girls on a bed pulled away from a make out session and looked at you and otis.
“levi?” you managed to get out in the state of shock and happiness that you felt for your friend.
“y/n!” she shouted, her voice cracking and her face red.
“good for you bud! keep it up!” you cheered, a smirk almost showing before levi crosses her arms defensively.
“looks like you found your basic white boy who’s malnourished, tall, and nervous. get out of here!” she shot back, getting up and slamming the door in yours and otis’s face, locking it.
“maeve likes girls?” otis spoke, seeming shocked.
“yup. so does my best friend.” you replied, turning to him and grinning.
“so.. i really am your type?” he asked lightly, a blush forming on his cheeks.
“it’s obvious at this point. i hope i’m your type.” you said, leaning against the wall.
“it’s.. it’s obvious at this point.” he smiled, using your own words against you.
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hope you all enjoyed!! please leave your comments about the story and send in requests! let me know if you want to be tagged in any future otis fics
more otis fics! https://knjfed.tumblr.com/post/182041560786/oblivious-otis-milburn-x-reader-requested
OBLIVIOUS ↝ otis milburn
requested? ↝ yeah from a lil anon!
summary / the request ↝ can you do an imagine where the reader is jealous of maeve and otis jealous over some guy the reader is hanging out?? idk i know your good at making imagines,, pls do more otis content thanks!
thanks you for the request and kind words! i’ve been thinking about doing something like this for a while! hope you like it.
warnings ↝ fem!reader, cussing, and implied sexual content (again, not with otis smh)
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you were listing to music as the teacher was speaking to the class. you could care less about what was going on since she was a shit teacher and already had it out for you.
you just about jumped out of your seat when you felt someone lightly tapped your shoulder, when you looked over to meet the face of the person that almost scared you to death you saw otis.
“hey, sorry. what’s up?” you spoke, pausing your music and putting your full attention on him. your eyes met his beautiful blue ones and you tried not to get distracted.
“uh— the teacher assigned partners for the project. you’re with devon..” he told you as his leg bounced lightly from under the table. you were thankful that you were partnered up with devon, but you’d rather otis.
you simply nodded and smiled his way. “thanks otis, who are you stuck with?” you questioned as you glanced around the class and saw devon talking to a girl named tabitha.
“i’m with maeve.” he replied right away. for some reason that sent a sick feeling to wash over you. him and maeve would be partners. she would be around him more than usual. he might actually make a move or she would.
you face dropped for a split second and you hoped he didn’t notice before you covered it with a convincing smile.
“oh, that’s cool. if she comes to your house try to hide all the sexual things, she might think you’re into some really odd things.” you chuckled, using humor to cover your real emotions yet again. at least it worked.
he rolled his eyes and shoved your chair back with his foot while you couldn’t hold back a laugh.
before you could say anything maeve walked up to the both of you, leaning against the desk you both were sat at. she smelled like cigarette smoke and it made your nose scrunch up in disgust for a moment before looking up at her.
“sorry to interrupt but i forgot to give you my address. you’ll need to come over for the project.” she spoke to otis, completely ignoring you. you glanced at otis and saw some blood rush to his cheeks and a shy smile form on his face.
the feeling was back. your heart sank and you felt your face relax, you didn’t even know you were all tense with her around you and otis. without notice you grabbed a blue pen from your book bag and gripped it lightly.
swallowing the words wanting to come out you got up from your chair and moved past maeve, not caring if you shoved her a bit on ‘accident.’
otis was making it clear that he liked the girl, so why even bother with him when he could have her? you walked in front of devon’s desk and smiled down at him.
he was your basic white boy with brown eyes and shaggy brown hair. you could have sworn he didn’t sleep for days at a time.
“hey, i was told we had been partnered up for the project. you can come over to mine around five. don’t be late.” you spoke, grabbing his arm lightly and pulling up his sleeve, writing down your address in the blue pen.
you clicked the top of the pen and looked up at devon, he was wide eyed and had a dorky smile tugging at his lips. “yeah, yeah. got it. i’ll be there.” he said, did you make him flustered?
the bell rang shortly after and you went back over to otis and noticed maeve was gone. you grabbed you book bag and waited for otis to grab his own bag. the look on his face didn’t go unnoticed. his eyebrows were furrowed and he had his jaw clenched. he quickly changed his expression when he saw you looking at him.
“you alright? the bell has rung. i don’t want to leave you behind.” you joked lightly, watching as he put his bag on his back. he shrugged his shoulders and looked away from your eyes.
“don’t worry about it. good luck with your project with devon, yeah?” he spoke, his voice was unsure towards the end. you didn’t have time to say anything as he walked past you. leaving you in the class room by yourself. utterly confused.
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a week had passed and devon came over everyday after school for the project, by the third day it was just about you two hanging out since you both had finshed. you two were friends, best friends even. nothing more than that.
in the span of a week you saw otis and maeve getting closer in and out of class. they were even passing notes! where you guys in kindergarten or something?
otis would barley give you the time of day now. everytime you looked at him he was either doing something with maeve or looking down at his paper with flushed cheeks.
the feeling was back. you didn’t know what it was, but you didn’t like it at all.
devon took quick notice of this. he had also noticed your crush on otis since day one.
you felt something hit the side of your head, when you looked over you saw devon looking at you with concern written all over his face. you looked down at the paper ball he tossed at you and opened it.
‘talk to him. he’s still your best friend right? so what if you like him, he would be lucky to have you.’
his handwriting was messy yet readable. you clenched you jaw and stared writing back. looks like you were in kindergarten too with this stupid note passing stuff.
‘oh shut it dev, it’s not that sim—‘
your writing was cut short when someone grabbed the note from under your pen and laughed.
fucking adam!
“the fuck is this? note passing from the dork and the geek?” he chuckled, reading it to himself with his smirk growing.
“oh real original daddies boy! stay out of my shit!” you groaned, venom laced in your tone as you shot up out of your seat in an attempt to grab it.
he raised his arm up and shoved you down, your back hitting your chair. you looked around and saw no teacher. stupid bloke left the classroom for some unknown reason. there were eyes on you and adam, waiting to see the whole thing play out.
you glanced up at otis but he was looking at the note. he wanted to hear what it said.
quickly devon was by your side, gripping your arm lightly to help you up. you thanked him before catching otis’s expression from the corner of your eye.
he was hurt?
you didn’t care at this point.
“talk to him. he’s still your best friend right? so what if you like him, he would be lucky to have you.” adam read aloud as some of the class laughed and some stayed quiet.
he went to read more but you had enough of his shit. you took a deep breath and swung your fist, hitting him right in the nose.
he fell back and dropped the note. you went closer and kicked his side for good measure.
with a huff you grabbed your book bag and walked to the front of the class, taking a bow before leaving.
you ran into the teacher who was just now coming back, you ignored his yells directed towards you with you middle finger up at him.
your grip on your book bag strap tightened as you made it to the bathroom.
tossing your bag down on the ground you sat on the closed toilet, locking the stall door.
“fuck! fuck adam, fuck mr holmes, fuck maeve, fuck otis, fuck... fuck me!” you pretty much exploded. you hated his. the feeling you didn’t really know was kept coming up, this time it was mixed with frustration.
“at least i wasn’t on the top of the list.” a voice spoke from outside the stall. otis.
“what do you want? go pass some notes to maeve about the whole thing. i’m sure she’ll love to hear from you again.” you mummbled the last bit and rubbed your face, trying to calm down the feeling you were experiencing.
he paused for a moment and you could see his feet move closer to the stall door.
“are you.. are you jealous?” he asked. right as he said that it all clicked for you. you are jealous!
“so what if i am? i’m getting over it. just go back to maeve. i’m fine here.” you spoke, swallowing your pride as your voice cracked a bit towards the end.
“open the door y/n. i’d rather talk to you to your face rather than through a stall door.” he requested, laughing lightly in hopes to brighten the mood a bit.
you rolled your eyes and did as he asked, when you did you were met with a hug from him.
you loved his hugs. they calmed you when you needed it most.
no matter how much you wanted to shove him away you just couldn’t. you wrapped your arms around him and let your cheek rest on his chest.
“is this the part where you tell me i’m a great friend but you don’t feel the same about me?” you chuckled dryly, not letting go until he stepped back and looked down at you.
“this is the part where i tell you i feel the same way about you. those notes to maeve where about you. i may have gotten jealous over you and devon and she wouldn’t let it go.. sorry if i gave you the wrong impression..” he trailed off, you could tell that he felt bad.
in response you rolled your eyes and laughed a bit. “otis, you’re oblivious. devon and i finished the project on the third day, all we did was talk about how i felt about you. plus other things like if stars are just fireflys.” you spoke like it was a really serious, which it was of course.
“I’M the oblivious one? i’ve liked you more than a best friend for four years!” he admitted with a dramatic huff.
you were shocked, you had only come to terms with your feelings for otis two years ago.
without much thought you cupped his face and brought his lips down to yours, kissing him. his lips were soft and warm against your own, you’ve waited for this moment for a long time.
when you pulled away all you could focus on was his bright blue eyes and toothy grin.
“we don’t have to be jealous of one another anymore, that’s for sure.”
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thank you for reading! please leave your feedback and send me your requests! i love hearing from you guys and y’all make me smile so much.
MASTERLIST
BANDERSNATCH!
Stefan Butler
MY TURN
stefan gets to be in control for once, not in control of himself though.
NOT IN CONTROL
PART TWO
the reader knows they are being controlled. little do they know the cute new boy with a yellow jacket is going through the same thing.
HERE FOR YOU!
the reader is always there for stefan, making sure he’s okay with his game and all. now it’s stefan’s turn to make sure the reader is okay.
WHERE DO WE GO?
based on the song ‘bury a friend.’ y/n wakes up to stefan standing over her, and it just gets worse from there.
Colin Ritman
DUMB MARKS
soulmate au.
SEX EDUCATION!
Otis Milburn
OBLIVIOUS
the reader is jealous of maeve and otis is jealous of the readers new friend. both totally oblivious to the fact they like each other.
PARTY ANIMAL
when the reader is forced to go to a party. they choose to hide out in a corner alone, yet they run into otis.
GET SOME
the reader is maeve’s younger sister who has been ‘secretly’ dating otis. they have been doing a pretty good job at keeping it under wraps.. for now.
SNEAKING IN
when otis’ childhood friend convinces him to go on one of her adventures, he obviously agrees since he is totally whipped. to say the least, teenagers be teenagers but run into a few interruptions.
FALLING
based on the song ocean eyes and the song please notice. when your crush on otis starts to grow you can’t help but admire him and notice the little things about him. this causes you to continue falling for him, more and more each day.
GET SOME ↝ otis milburn
(not my gif)
requested? ↝ yes! by @a-second-hand-sorrow
the summary / request ↝ Ugh my dude I’d kill for some more Otis content bc there is a severe lack of it on Tumblr. Maybe one where the reader is Maeve’s sister or something and is dating Otis but it’s a secret ooh and somehow Maeve finds out, but it’s all sweet and stuff?? Love your work btw
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you weren’t like your older sister maeve. she was reckless while you were cautious. she was loud and outgoing while you were soft spoken and reserved.
much like your boyfriend, otis.
you had gotten together three months ago after maeve introduced the two of you. you clicked instantly, both quickly developing a crush on eachother.
now that you were dating you both kept it a secret from everyone. not because you were ashamed or anything, you both thought it would be best to keep it under wraps so it wasn’t a big thing.
when you were in your fourth period that you shared with eric and otis you could feel eyes on you. when you turned back your eyes met otis’s, quickly you sent a wink his way before turning back to face the front.
“did you see that mate? she’s totally flirting with your sorry bum!” eric gasped, nudging otis as a smile grew on his face.
“you think?” he responded, knowing full well that you were. you always did, it was fun. it was like you were back in that crush stage for everyone, but between you and otis it was much more.
“i know it man, why don’t you make a move? you’ll be the best couple in the school, i can see it now. schools sex therapist and the bad girls younger sister get together!” he laughed, causing the teacher to hush them quickly.
that’s exactly why you didn’t want anyone to know. people talk.
the bell was about to ring, the teacher always gave the class a free five minutes before the bell. you started to pack up your stuff, slinging your backpack over your shoulders you walked over to otis and smiled at him.
“you look good today otis, is that a new shirt?” you asked, knowing full well that it was. since you had bought it for him. it was much like his other ones but in a color he didn’t have already.
he nodded and smiled with some red forming on his cheeks. “yeah, it is. you look good too. new necklace?” he asked you, gesturing to the necklace that hung around your neck.
it was your birthstone and he had gotten it for you around a week ago.
you nodded and felt yourself smile wider than before. otis always did have that affect on you. you both didn’t notice it but eric was watching the whole interaction with wide eyes and his mouth hung open.
when the bell rung you wanted to kiss otis goodbye but caught yourself, giving him a simple wave and a ‘see you in seventh!’ before walking off.
“mate, she’s totally into you! and you’re totally into her! did you not even notice the flirting and hearteyes between you two?” eric rambled, walking next to otis and clinging onto his arm for dramatic affect.
“maybe i am into her, not a big deal.” he spoke, hiding the smirk on his face with his hand. not like eric would notice, he was still in his own world.
eric gasped loudly, making a few heads turn his way. “not a BIG DEAL? you don’t even know how to kiss properly! y/n could totally help you out with that man. who knows, you two might even shag!” he kept on, his voice growing in volume with each sentence he spoke.
little did he know though.. well you two haven’t ‘done it’ but you’ve done other things of the sort. to say the least, he’s improved with his kissing skills.
he rolled his eyes and shook his head at his friend. “okay, okay. i get it. who knows, i might make a move soon.. if you stop going on and on about it!” otis scoffed, patting eric’s back before stepping away to get to class.
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you and otis didn’t go to seventh period, you skipped.
you and him had a spot that you’d like to go to when you both needed to get away, or just hang out together. it was on the roof of building five. shockingly, this was originally yours and maeve’s spot before she had other things to do. otis gladly took that place.
with your hand holding his you listened to him rant about his mother once again.
“she doesn’t know anything about privacy. just last night we had an argument and i locker my door. the next thing i know she kicks down the door! it was terrifying!” he spoke, his voice had so much emotion in it. one of those emotions being faux terror.
you threw your head back in laughter at the story, picturing it in your head vividly. you felt his hand squeeze yours a bit. “hey! it’s not funny! it was really scary!” he spoke with full seriousness in his tone, a smile forming on his lips.
“would a kiss make it better?” you asked after your laughing fit. and of course, he nodded his head yes immediately.
with that you lightly held the back of his neck and pulled him down so his lips met yours. no matter how many times you kissed him, it was always something you cherished.
his hand cupped your cheek softly to deepen it as yours got tangled in his hair.
“way to ruin this spot for me. forever.” a voice spoke from behind the two of you. quickly, you both pulled away and looked towards the voice.
it was maeve.
“m-maeve! uh—“ otis stuttered, his face flushing red and his eyes practically popping out of his head.
you looked at otis and then over at maeve, biting your lip softly. “okay i really can’t say anything like ‘this isn’t what it looks like.’ because it is.” you chuckled nervously as you got up and walked closer to her.
“i literally couldn’t care less. i’ve known about you two dating for a while. it’s bloody obvious!” she laughed, dropping her cigarette and crushing it under her black boot.
“what?” you and otis said at the same time. you looked over at him and saw how his face calmed down and was written with confusion.
“yeah, you two look at eachother like you’re the only people in the world. plus, where else would the virgin get a fucking hickey from? and it’s pretty convenient that you wore one of his shirts yesterday.” she explained, smirking at the two of you in your shocked state.
you locked eyes with your sister and groaned. “you knew? you have no idea how hard it was to sneak around with this clumsy bloke!” you sighed, hearing an offended gasp coming from otis. you turned to him and sent him an apologetic look.
“so milburn, you better tell eric or he’s going to lose his shit even more that you didn’t tell him sooner.. if i was you guys, i’d get used to the privacy that you call your relationship.” she chuckled, making her way down the ladder and winking at the two of you.
you both stood in silence for a while before otis cleared his throat.
“you wore my shirt when i wasn’t at school?” he asked, remembering what maeve had said before leaving.
“so what if i did? i missed you..” your voice trailed off, a bit embarrassed. he simply smiled down at you and placed a kiss on your lips.
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SNEAKING IN ↝ otis milburn
summary ↝ the reader convinces otis to sneak into the schools swimming pool after hours. what the reader doesn’t know is that almost every teasing thing they do turn otis on more and more.
warnings ↝ sexual content!! first time writing anything light smut wise, so don’t judge me too much, it takes a bit to get to the... sexual stuff..kinda? + fem!reader
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you had this idea in your head for about four days now and it was finally getting put into motion. you wanted to show otis what an adventure was, one that he wouldn’t normally do.
eric had been busy with this adam bloke so you and otis had been walking with your bikes together to get back home.
“otis, i think it’s time you live a little. and you’re not allowed to say no, just go with it.” you spoke, breaking the comfortable silence. his head snapped towards you and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“what are you on about? you.. you can’t just say i can’t say no to something i know nothing about..?” he trailed off when he looked down at you and saw your annoyed expression.
“alright, alright, i got it. can i ask what we’re doing?” he questioned, his hands shoving into the pockets of his signature jacket.
you held back a smile by chewing lightly on your bottom lip. “well, all i’m going to say is that you should pack a swim suit. ditch the goggles though. i’ll meet you at yours around six?” you hinted, a smile growing on your face as you got on your bike and rode off to get to your house.
per usual, you left otis dumbfounded and in awe of you.
he shook his head and got on his own bike, riding to his house quickly. he could feel his mind going crazy thinking about what may happen soon with you.
you are the adventurous type, so he wouldn’t be surprised with anything.
he arrived at his house and put away his bike before walking into the house, a dumb grin plastered on his face.
“darling? what’s got you so happy?” his mother asked as he past her line of vision. he simply smiled and shrugged, his cheeks still a bit red.
“y/n and i are going somewhere soon. i think it’s a surprise.” he spoke, running a hand though his hair.
“oh that’s nice.. you two be careful, if anything was to happen please use protect—“ she started to go on a full blown lecture about protection and other aspects of first times before otis covered his ears and groaned.
“mum! nothings going to happen, we are simply friends!! childhood friends!” he huffed, hands still over his ears as he made his way to his room. he brought his hands down to lock his door and fall on the bed.
he needed a bathing suit.
he got up off of his bed and started going though his drawers and closet, it took him a few minutes but he finally found what he was looking for. a pair of yellow swimming trunks, thank god it wasn’t the ones with pink flamingos all over it.
it was only four so he had some time to himself before he was needed to go on an adventure with his lifelong friend, one he might have had a slight crush on since the first year he met her. eric says it’s pretty pathetic considering you met otis when you were both ten.
this got otis to thinking, you both might be alone since you liked going on adventures with one person, mainly him, or by yourself.
the words of his other best friend, eric, kept coming back to mind. every single ‘make a move on her you dwit!’ and ‘she’s not going to wait around for you forever mate!’ were on replay.
the signs of you liking him at least a little bit more than a best friend were all there, you hung around him a lot, had sleepovers when ever you both could, sneaking off to places, telling each other deep dark secrets, and even the fact that you were each others first kiss when you were both 15.
he should make a move tonight.
but what kind of move? like kissing? asking you out? both? his mind was racing and he was pacing around his room. only otis could start digging himself deeper into a hole that wasn’t even there in the first place.
he almost didn’t notice how much time passed when the door bell was rung from downstairs. he glanced down at his watch and saw that it was 5:47 pm. you were early!
his eyes grew wide and he moved quickly to grab the yellow swim trunks from his bed and practically run down the stairs, only to see that his mom answered the door for you.
“oh otis seemed just so delighted that you two were hanging out, even though the both of you are practically together all the time.. that does seem kind of odd though, are you two a thing yet?” she asked, holding the door as you stood in front of her with a sundress and purse on. your eyes met his and he could read your expression with ease. ‘please get us out of this situation.’
he nodded and stepped in front of his mother, taking hold of your wrist. “alright, thanks mum. we’ll be on our way, see you later!” he rushed his words out while dragging you away to where your bikes laid.
he heard the door shut and a laugh escape your lips while mounting your bike. “that was a close one, i wouldn’t like a sex talk right now.” you joked, riding around otis while waiting for him.
“try living with her when you leave, she loves you and our friendship.” he sighed, getting on his bike and following you as you lead the way. you only laughed in response, heading to the school.
“y/n.. what are we doing?” otis asked, not missing the smirk on your face when he questioned you about your adventure plan.
“figure it out care-bear, we have our bathing suits, we are heading to the school, the school has a killer pool, and i happen to have the keys to get in.. put the pieces together yet?” you chuckled, using the nickname that you had originally come up with when you first met him.
“you’re kidding! this is breaking and entering! we could get in trouble!” he started to ramble, per usual. suddenly you came to stop by the school, otis quickly stopping with you.
“look, do you want to come with me or not? it’ll be fun, i swear. and if we DO get caught, i’ll take the blame. alright?” you attempted to convince him like you always had to.
eventually he nodded and got off of his bike, letting it fall onto the grass below the two of you. you smiled and dropped your own bike, grabbing his hand and leading the way to the back of the blue gym.
with his hand still in yours you fished out the keys from your purse, unlocking the door. you failed to notice his red face though, you pretty much always did.
“alright milburn, we’re in! hurry up and change while i test the waters.” you grinned, placing the keys back in your purse. you slipped off your sundress and set down the purse and dress on the edge of the pool.
otis nodded and tore his eyes off of you, changing into the swim trunks and tossing his shirt to the side. you both trusted each other enough to respect the others privacy when needed.
he looked over at where you were and saw you floating on your back with your eyes shut. a smirk found it’s way up to otis’s lips as he jumped into the pool, landing right next to you and sending a wave of water over your body.
“oh you little shit!” you giggled, splashing him only for him to splash you back. this resulted in a full blown splash war that lasted a few minutes. you then jumped on him, bringing the both of you underwater. your legs wrapped around his waist as he stood up, his hands holding your thighs for support. you both were too busy laughing to notice the position you were in.
once the laughs died down you saw how close you were to him. your chest was touching his with your legs wrapped around him, your hands holding his shoulders. your faces were a few inches apart. you felt your breath hitch when his eyes flickered down to your lips then back up to your eyes.
you could feel yourself leaning in closer to him, your lips almost touching his. you could feel his breath on your skin before finally-
“HEY! What are you kids doing here?!” a voice yelled, both yours and otis’s head turned towards the sound. it was the campus security guard, you forgot about him.
“shit! get up!” you yelled, making sure not to say his name incase the man remembered it, you quickly got out of the pool and managed to grab your purse and dress, slipping your shoes back on. otis managed to get out and grab his belongings, not falling on his ass. you grabbed his free hand and yanked his to the back exit, once you were by your bikes and out of sight you let out a relived sigh.
you put your dress back on and fixed your shoes since you barley got them on in the first place, otis did the same with his shirt and shoes.
“back home?” he asked, looking at you for confirmation. you simply nodded and got on your bike, leading the way per usual.
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you had returned to otis’s home after a bike ride and now you were in his shower, washing the chlorine from your body.
once you got out you remembered that otis put your dress in the wash, that was the only article of clothing you brought with you other than your bathing suit.
you stepped out of the bathroom and into otis’s room, a towel around your body and you hair still damp. “otis? can i borrow some of your clothes? i didn’t bring any extra with me..” you asked, biting the inside of your cheek while asking. he nodded and dug through his drawers.
he pulled out some gray sweatpants and an old tee he would wear to bed sometimes. it read, ‘i survived my trip to New York!’ on it from when he went a few months back. he put two and two together and came to the conclusion that you needed underwear. he blushed lightly and added a pair of his boxers to the clothes pile he handed to you. you thanked him and turned back to the bathroom to change into his clothes.
his clothes.
when you put them on you looked in the mirror and smiled. it was cute on you, like when those girls would wear their boyfriends clothing all the time.
you shook you head before stepping out to otis’ room. when he looked away from his book to start talking to you, he stopped. he just scanned you appearance, you could tell his mind was racing at this point.
“otis..?” you spoke, trying to break the silence. he placed his book on his lap and swallowed deeply, tearing his eyes off of you for a moment. you could tell that he wanted to say something but didn’t know how.
you furrowed your eyebrows and started to move closer, glancing down at his lap and seeing his grip on his book tighten. then all at once, it hit you. he was a teenage boy after all.
“otis. move the book.” you demanded, almost one hundred percent sure that your assumptions were right.
he didn’t move besides when he looked at you, your eyes meeting. he was obviously panicking while you were calm about the whole thing. even.. excited. he clenched his jaw before removing the book and his face flushing a deeper shade of red. he had a fucking boner! quickly, his hands covered his crotch and looked away.
“well, don’t look at it! i’m already embarrassed enough as it is! give me a bit to think about something to make it go away!” he rushed out, the last part sounding mumbled since he was so unsure that it would even go away.
now or never
you grabbed his forearms and moved them so you could place yourself on his lap. you released his arms and held the left side of his face softly, making him look at you with his shocked eyes. “wh-” he started to say before you spoke over him.
“what caused this otis? be honest.” you asked, your face inching closer to his. his eyes flickered down to your lips and back up to your eyes, much like at the pool.
“well- i, uh- remembered what happened at th-the pool. and seeing you in-in my, um, my clothes. it just happened.” he spoke shakily, his teeth grazing his bottom lip.
you only nodded before leaning in fully. this confirmed that he liked you back, his body could hide it. when your lips touched his you could feel his breath hitch lightly before immediately kissing back. his hands were on your waist to support you sitting on his lap. your tongue grazed over his bottom lip to deepen the kiss further, your tongue exploring his mouth. it took him a few seconds before he responded, letting you take control.
you pulled back so you both could take a breath, his cheeks were red and his blue eyes were wide. “you want this right? i mean i do, i want to make sure you do.” you asked in a breathy tone. your hand holding the back of his head lightly, you fingers playing with his hair softly. he nodded quickly.
“of course, i’ve wanted this ever since the beginning of freshman year.” he breathed out, moving forward and connecting your lips again. this time you pushed down on him so he was laying down on the bed.
“i want to do more than kissing otis.” you spoke, feeling a rush of confidence go through your veins as you removed your shirt, no undergarments. otis bit his bottom lip as his hands gripped the side of your torso. you grinned and held the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off of him so you both were naked from the waist up.
you dipped down and placed kisses on his neck, sucking lightly until you found his sweet spot. he let out a soft groan when you started leaving a mark, a feeling of success filled you quickly when you heard that noise, the noise he made because of you.
he suddenly stopped you, making the two of you switch positions so you were on your back and he was over you. without a word he started where you did, at your neck. kissing down your neck, to your chest, and down to your stomach. he stopped at the waistline of your, or his, pants. he looked up at you for a ‘go ahead.’
he nodded and started to slip down the sweatpants that hung around your waist, you could feel the nervousness fill your stomach. you dreamed about this countless times almost immediately after you found out what ‘sex’ really was.
suddenly, the door opened. “darling, did you- Oh my goodness!!” jean gasped, dropping the laundry in her hand when she saw what was going on in her sons bed.
right away you grabbed the blanket and covered yourself, you face burning red with embarrassment. otis practically fell off of his bed in shock.
“mum!” he screeched, watching his mother leave the room an shut the door. as if she wanted you two to continue. that wasn’t going to happen tonight now that she knew what you two were up to.
the room went silent until you spoke up from the bed. “next time, lets try at my place. i don’t want to keep getting interrupted.” you chuckled, laying back on the bed. otis only laughed and nodded in response, his body laying next to you and looking up at the ceiling.
“i agree.”
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OKAY SO YOU GUYS MIGHT BE MAD I DIDN’T WRITE FULL BLOWN SMUT LIKE SAID I JUST GOT REALLY NERVOUS AND STUFF! in the future i might write smut, but now right now. i just don’t feel fully comfortable with it. but besides that, let me know if you enjoyed!
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FALLING ↝ otis milburn
summary ↝ based on the song ocean eyes and the song please notice. when your crush on otis starts to grow you can’t help but admire him and notice the little things about him. this causes you to continue falling for him, more and more each day.
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your crush on otis milburn started in middle school. you two knew eachother well, almost best friends but not quite. you had known him for about a year to the date, three days off.
you and your best friend ever at the time, gwen, had gotten into a heated argument about her starting a rumor about you. that had ended your friendship permanently. your only option was to turn to otis to rant, he welcomed you with open arms and listened to you go on about how you felt. he helped you.
that’s right when you started to fall for him, you would only continue to fall from there.
now that you were both in highschool you were always seen around together, eric had become a good friend of yours too. he was the first one who called you out on your crush on otis.
“so when are you going to tell him?” eric whispered to you during class. the teacher had assigned the seats this semester and you were happy with your seating. same table as eric, the table next to you two was otis and some random boys table.
you shook your head no and rolled your eyes. “no, you know my fear of rejection.” you whispered back. you had told him this more than ten times a week, it became a habit by now.
you heard him sigh in defeat, giving up for the day. since the lesson was almost over and you didn’t feel like paying any attention to the teacher you looked over at otis.
the boy next to him had been talking to him for a while, you say otis clench and unclench his jaw a few times with his eyes glued to the front of the classroom. he was clearly annoyed with the boy next to him.
suddenly, his eyes met yours. a smile tugged at his lips when he saw you were already looking at him. he mouthed to you a quick, ‘help me.’ referring to the chatter box next to him.
you couldn’t help but laugh softly and shake your head. you looked up at the clock that was at the front of the room and pointed to it so otis would look, the bell was about to ring.
he nodded and started packing up right as the bell rang, you packed up and looked over at eric who face palmed dramatically. he then stepped in front of you to walk with otis to the next class, handing you a note.
‘he’d be lucky to have you. if he hurts you in any way if you tell him, you know i’ll take care of it.’
when you read the note you smiled, nodding at him as a thank you. otis took notice of this and questioned eric about it. eric only hushed him and changed the subject.
thank god for eric.
you snapped out of your little daydream and walked to your next class. after this the school day would be over and you’d get to ride home with otis and eric.
making it to the class room you sat down in your normal seat. this class was first aid and safety, to be honest it had to be one of your favorite classes that you had this year. you learned many things and had a lot of free days since you did the worksheets fairly fast.
this gave you time to write your feelings, adding small doodles to go with what you wrote.
today you had wrote something you called ‘ocean eyes.’ of course it was based around otis. most of your writing and drawing was, he was your inspiration for everything.
‘I've never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes.’
below those neatly written words was otis with his chin in the palm of his hand, the only colored part was his eyes. the first thing you noticed every time you looked at him.
you were sat in the back of the class so no one could look over your shoulder and see what you were working on, when anyone asked you simply said it was work for an art class. y’know, like a liar.
but no one ever walked up to you and looked at what you were doing while standing next to you. until amiee came along.
“i knew you liked milburn! i thought you were only friends but when i saw the way you looked at him, that changed.” she laughed, leaning against your desk as you scrambled to hide your ‘work.’
your face was flushed red at this point. “you’re not going to tell him are you?” you asked timidly, looking up at the girl with begging eyes.
she just laughed and crossed her arms over her chest, looking down at you. a smirk stayed on her lips before she spoke again.
“i won’t, i swear. i find these types of friendships fascinating, i wouldn’t want to ruin the fun!” she giggled, watching as your face twisted into confusion.
“these types of friendships? what are you on about?” you asked, tugging at your earlobe as you spoke.
“the type where there is clearly more that could happen but the two people are too nervous to do anything about it. and i know milburn won’t make the first move.” she explained as if it was nothing, she tended to do that often.
“you..you’re saying i have a chance.. or something?” you asked in a hopeful tone, eyes practically lighting up at the thought. amiee only nodded and shrugged.
“take it as you wish, but yes, thats what i’m saying.” she winked before making her way back to her seat.
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you were going to tell him, tonight. with the words or eric and amiee on your side you felt confident.
you knocked on his front door since he wasn’t answering his texts, kind of odd but you didn’t think too much of it.
his mother opened the door and seemed thankful to see you. “oh thank god, otis has been in his room all day and i can’t get him to talk to me. he trusts you, so please try.” she begged. all of this hit you way too fast, nonetheless you nodded and rushed upstairs before knocking on his door softly.
“mum, please leave..” he spoke, his voice cracked a bit. your heart hurt at the sound of that.
“otis, it’s me. what’s going on?” you asked softly, standing by the door and waiting for a response. you heard shuffling before he unlocked the door and let you in, his head hung low.
before stepping in you wrapped your arms around his body. he needed this, it was obvious.
“otis, talk to me please, what’s on your mind?” you asked, you could see the sadness and thought all over his face.
he took a moment before slowly answering. “i’ve been rejected by every person i have ever had a liking to.. and i’m scared to admit to you that i like you more than a best friend.”
your arms hung loosely around him at this point, your eyes meeting the ones you adored so much. your eyes widened at his words and he stepped away from you.
before he could say anything you did, “otis, thats why i fucking came here. because i have liked you more than a friend since middle school.” you confessed, finally being able to say what you have wanted to for so long now.
“you.. you don’t have to say that y’know..” he trailed off, he felt unsure of himself. how could someone so amazing as you like someone as bland like him?
“are you kidding? otis, this- this crush that i’ve had on you for forever has gotten to the point where i know more about you than me! you fill my thoughts every day! i even dream about you for fucks sake, wondering of you have ever done the same! when you get sad or even slightly unhappy i tend to fall and feel bad knowing that i can’t help as much as i want to! otis, i would even go as far as to say i love you. because i do! i love you otis milburn, and i always have. always will..” you rambled until you came to a close with your rant on your true feelings for him. those words were out now, and they always will be.
he couldn’t take his eyes off of you, he was in awe. he always was when he was ever around you.
he stood and pulled you close, hugging you.
he pulled away a bit only to let out a soft, “i love you too. more than anything. always have, always will.” and with that, he leaned in and his lips met yours. just as you’ve always dreamed of.
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hey! hope you liked this. i have gotten so many song request things it’s crazy! i though mixing two would be cool so yeah. i’m running low on otis gif’s so i might just use some normal asa ones. i apologize for this being late and my work coming out slower than normal, i have been having some family troubles and school things. thank you again for your endless support!
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