and we were bored

anonymous asked:

Saturday, my boyfriend and I were at a competition and we got really bored and headed back to the bus. We were there alone so we started to get really touchy. I started rubbing his dick and he started kissing all over my neck. Eventually, he said that we should head back to where the rest of the group was but I have him a puppy dog look and kept rubbing him. He ended up sliding his hands down my shorts and fingering me real good before we left.

[Chapter 57] Seaside confessions

Today is one of those days when I have felt especially lonely. It’s been a theme since I’ve graduated. 

That’s one thing that’s not often emphasized about adulthood. The loneliness. 

All your life you’ve spent your days growing up and learning among peers, mentors, guardians, parents, and teachers. When you finally reach the pantheon of adulthood, job attainment, or whatever, sometimes you have to go it mostly alone. Especially when you’ve been dropped in the middle of nowhere with the nearest major city more than an hour away.

When I’m alone, I think of you. Three years. I decided to go on an “adventure” like we would do if we were bored and you were here with me. I warmed up Bessie, your aging Honda Accord (that’s what we named her), and drove her to the nearest town by the water. It’s blustery today. The wind’s kicked up waves that rumble at the promenade’s edge.

Unlike yesterday’s inviting weather, the wind appears to have driven away most potential visitors to the seaside. Three years. It’s interesting how we celebrate anniversaries. Because somehow, we have survived. Living, thriving, we have made it to the next year and, in a world of eat or be eaten, that’s something to celebrate. Longevity overcoming resistance.

I miss you.

And I’m sorry. For my various lofty expectations of you and the ways in which I can’t control my emotions and use them as a weapon to lash out at your innocence. Sometimes, I wonder how we’ve made it to three between you and me. How we were able to find the minutes, hours, and days to fill our relationship is sometimes a surprise to me… In so many ways we fit, but in others, we’re incongruent. I think about this as I look out into the empty ocean. A once-standing dock, now just stumps of wood, bears witness to my repentance.

In spite of that, I text you today that I feel lonely. And you instantly reply, telling me that you’re off getting ube things in Pasadena. That we should go to the City next weekend when you return. 

I smile. I don’t feel so lonely anymore.

My dad is awesome.

This one is kinda short but I remember feeling amazing despite my age.

So when I was like nine or ten we had just taken a trip to Arizona. At one point we decided to take a drive over the border to Mexico for an evening with an old family friend that had a home there.

All went well, the dinner was lovely. But, the drive back into the US is hell. The line is like fifty miles long of pissed off drivers and flower salesman. Being nine, I somehow didn’t blow my brains out from being so bored we were in line for maybe six hours, and all was going swimmingly. Then this asshole driving in the far right lane (which was reserved for border patrol or something, I assume) suddenly tries to cut in front of us. Everyone is honking but he’s just flipping people off and smirking as he inches his car into the gap inbetween our car the one in front of us.

We had a rental so we could just up and ram his car much as I’d assume we wanted to, so my dad calmly gets out of the car and stands in front of this jerks car. The jerk starts honking his own car. My dad, brilliant as all hell, simply does that guardians of the galaxy middle finger windup to him, then proceeds to do about six or seven other variations on flipping this dude the bird. By now the people in the cars around us are all laughing and pointing at this guy and some of them are even flipping him off too.

All the loud honking had drawn the attention of a border patrol car somewhere up the line, and we heard a honk as it suddenly pulled up next to this guy. The agent got out, saw what was happening, and calmly told the man to go to the back of the line. Which was like a whole six hour wait behind us. Mister asshole decides to start defending himself, and the border patrol agent shuts him up and says “if you were in the wrong here, so many people wouldn’t be laughing at you right now.”

He drove away towards the rear of the line and we comfortably waited five more hours to get back into the US.

the signs as women i have known
  • aries: would come to the store i worked at and talk to me about everything under the sun because we were both bored.
  • taurus: has a raspy little voice and loves to tell everyone how wrong they are. eats food more as a hobby and less of a need.
  • gemini: tunnel vision. can talk to you about the complicated physics of time but can't remember the names of most of her coworkers.
  • cancer: talked to my roommate on our porch in the freezing cold about how having his identity stolen was not going to ruin his life and what she can do to help him. the most nurturing person i've ever met.
  • leo: travel buddy. the kind of person you ask a question and she's already googled it for you. calculated and spontaneous at the same time.
  • virgo: diplomatic af. personable and kind. mothered me back to health when i blacked out at a party and ordered all of the ubers.
  • libra: we once bought an entire bottle of vodka, two loaves of bread, and an entire wheel of brie. we went to lush and asked them for all the samples they could reasonably give us.
  • scorpio: witch woman. sold rock grids on etsy for a while. went vegan and was the person who convinced me to switch to using a menstrual cup. owns a bong bigger than her entire torso.
  • sagittarius: told people she had ebola when she was involved with a trial vaccine for the disease just to see the look on peoples' faces.
  • capricorn: can remember every place i've ever asked her for a ride to and how to get there without having to ask for directions.
  • aquarius: had a business degree but could not figure out that the candy store we worked at wasn't doing well because we were surrounded by 7 other candy stores.
  • pisces: self destructive drinker. we both dated the same guy and tried to hate each other but couldn't. we run into each other once every six months or so and have conversations that last hours. we once held a funeral for a dragonfly while we were beyond fucked up.
for him. (after tronnor broke up)

We were runnin’ so fast
And we never looked back
And whatever I lacked, you made up
We made a really good team
Said I’m never gonna leave
We had this crazy chemistry
Between us

Jumped into your car anytime we were bored
Wearing anything and everything that you ever wore
Making new clichés on own little tour
Let’s ride

You never should’ve said I love you now I’ve left you blue
Remember all the shooting stars and all the silver moons?
Dirty, messy shades of purple out of red and blue
Bet you wish you didn’t know me, now you’re lonely
I’ll always miss you
I’ll always miss you, you

We were staying up late
On our private little dates
Staying over your place, how cheesy
And we took jokes way too far
Cause sometimes loving’s too hard
I think we might be better apart
We are, we are, we are

You never should’ve said I love you now I’ve left you blue
Remember all the shooting stars and all the silver moons?
Dirty, messy shades of purple out of red and blue
Bet you wish you didn’t know me, now you’re lonely
I’ll always miss you
I’ll always miss you, you

We weren’t a commercial for everyone else
We went out for coffee and kept to ourselves
We made little homes out of 3 star hotels
And I know what you’re feeling
Hope you’re healing as well

You never should’ve said I love you now I’ve left you blue
Remember all the shooting stars and all the silver moons?
Dirty, messy shades of purple out of red and blue
Bet you wish you didn’t know me, now you’re lonely
I’ll always miss you
I’ll always miss you, you

Running Out Of Time

pairing: Lin x reader

warnings: ANGST

requests: “Anonymous asked: because I’m a literary masochist (apparently), pretty pretty please may I have just all kinds of Lin angst? Ruin me with your words” (i didn’t write this for the request specifically, because i have another fic in the works that’s angst as well which i wrote for the request)

summary: Nine years of being married to Lin, and each of them was a blessing. (idk how to summarize it, just stay for the storyline please)

Okay wow this fic really took a lot out of me. Thank you to @sunshinemiranda for the advice and for generally being amazing! This was somehow inspired by What I’m Proudest Of by @ourforgottenboleros, who also inspires me daily. I don’t know how to feel about this fic. Enjoy!

words: 4050 lmao oops

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before.

Lin paused the episode of Gilmore Girls and turned to you.

“Remember how our first conversation was about how boring parents were?”

“We were 4, though, so that’s perfectly acceptable.”

“Remember when you avoided me all through primary school?”

“That was because my friends wouldn’t stop singing ‘K-I-S-S-I-N-G’ whenever you talked to me!”

“Like I would’ve kissed you then, girls had cooties.”

“That wasn’t what you said in high school at that party.”

“God, shut up. I was drunk, we were separated in middle school, and that was the first time I saw you in a dress, okay?”

“Funny how we became best friends, though. Our friendship prevailed through the violent road of high school, college and after college.”

“Funny how we had such faith in platonic sleepovers and we really believed it when we said ‘Oh, we’re just friends.’”

“Funny how I told myself I wouldn’t marry you because my mom thought you were the perfect guy.”

“Funny how I’m getting married to my best friend and nothing has ever felt this right.”

“That, I can agree with.”

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Thorin would totally be the one constantly sucked in by infomercials.

“Bilbo, look! You’d never have to chop a vegetable ever again!”
“No, Thorin.”
“But if I call within the next 10 minutes-”
“NO!”
*Thorin hides in the bathroom and places a secret order*

No matter how many times they let him down… No matter how much money he wastes… Thorin cannot resist an infomercial. (Bilbo wants to scrap their cable altogether for this very reason.)

10:30PM | 10. 09. 2015 // Study break day eleven; Finally finished catching up with six weeks of accounting notes! Only 3 more days of break left before classes start again. This wasn’t really a break but at least I’m now caught up with everything! 

I don’t know why but I love the idea of Yama and Tsukki getting so bored they do the same orabk the twins from Ouran High did– pretending for days on end to be in a huge fight, steadily getting more and more ridiculous and dramatic. Finally, Suga and Hinata flip out about them having to get along and ruining years of friendship and tearing apart the team. It’s Yams who grins and says “we were just bored… ” it was also entirely his idea.

This made me cry

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(Requested by Anon)

“You’re going down squirt!”

“Not on your life gigantor!”

You lunged for Emmett, effectively knocking him back. Your upper hand didn’t last for long though because within seconds he had you pinned to the ground. The impact from your body on the ground formed a large crater in the earth.

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