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I am cynthia, Cynthia is we...

Omg. 

I am on the late freight here with Mr. Raymond Ablack. 

I’ve got Ginny & Georgia S2:ep6 Min 44 on slow repeat. << Notice I care enough to give you time tags and everything. 

do yourself a favor and read this Fic before you watch at .5 speed...

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You’ve been watching Joe come into his own after his falling out with his parents. 

You’re Married now. 

You had your chance back in college when you came back for the long weekend and had that accidental encounter back when he was ‘barely-just’ legal and you were getting that  impulsive itch out of your system.  

Little did you know that you were his first. Didn’t find that little trinket out until after you moved back, with kids. Sheesh, that was awkward conversation when Tom was about town getting to know my awful teen year stories... wow...

*sigh* Tom and Ray (come to think of it) had that on common... Its the kind hand and the food when I didn’t know I needed it.  Lord knows he’s stayed up way later than he should have to let me vent...

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You need this. You deserve this. 

“we’re closed!”

You close and lock the door behind you.

This is it. You take a breath and put the first of the 10 steps you know it’ll take to reach him.

step 4   Your lips are dry... your mouth is a desert, why did you forget to drink a damn glass of water. 

Damn’t FOCUS!

 His eyes. His almond brown eyes widen, I am mesmerised. He is so captivating. his stare is so...

Did he just do a sweep... does he know. can he see? 

I’m not wearing... nothing in the way just that red silk blouse he always lingered on, and the hint of that lace that I caught him eyeing.... 

step 6 “hi”

His hair is so much longer than it was when we were younger. But it suits him so well.. Its thicker now...

huh... and the beard.

His scent is surrounds me, sandalwood, and lemon cleanser. 

and as I breathe in I feel his soft lips touch mine. 

Instantly I’m electrified. Every nerve center in my body feels afire. I don’t want this feeling to end. My core is hot and warm and the thought of what those lips could do to other places. To what those lips have done in the past, what the promise of those lips could do again. 

I take one more breath in, and when he withdraws from me...the energy i felt is fading... but I’m humming with it. My fingertips are tingling with the heat and energy he’s set off in me. 

But joe.. he’s not following me? 

I can’t feel that same pull, that same electricity... 

I tried. ah well. 

...*gasp*...

both hands on my waist as...as...he pulls me in. The rush of electricity is back, the embers burst back into flames as I can feel his excitement pushing against me, through his jeans. And as my breath hitches, he looks down at me, with the same hunger I saw when we were younger.  His eyes searching, pleading for more. 

Oh!  

I dive right back in to those amazing lips. I throw myself into him as he pulls me closer, and pushes his hips harder into my center. i feel it. the need he fills me with. 

He pulls back, to swiftly remove his sweater and there is a wall of cinnamon flesh, warm and inviting. His scent fills my nostrils. 

Hes grown now. 

so much more muscular and masculine then that first time. His chest begs out to be touched, so I let my hands and eyes linger as I wave my palms across his pectorals and abdomen.  While my hands wander, he’s made quick work of my blouse. 

His calloused fingers scrape against the gentle skin of my ribs, my shoulders. There is a cold rush of air as gooseflesh prickles against my exposed skin.  He pauses for a second to chuckle, seeming amused. He dives right to my neck, and with a brush of his beard against my clavicle I’m completely undone. 

He’s too far, there are too many clothes, this is too slow, and too fast. And I want it all now. 

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alternis-dim

in light of this news, I do wanna say this for anyone who needs it: staying informed/in the loop and doomscrolling are two different things, and it's important for your mental health to know what that difference is for you.

it's essential now more than ever to make sure that we're in the loop with current events and politics. this post is absolutely not advocating for ignoring the news, especially considering factors such as privilege. if you're able to, please do try to stay informed. but there comes a point where information can become too much (particularly when you belong to a marginalized group), causing stress, anxiety, and burnout. being an informed citizen shouldn't come at the expense of your wellbeing.

right now, please ask yourself: am I checking the news to stay up to date, or am I checking it because I'm scared? am I following current events to enhance my understanding, or am I following it because I'm too anxious to tear away?

if you feel rising panic, dread, and anxiety that's spiraling, it's time to step back. being an informed citizen doesn't mean agonizing over things you can't control. when that happens, it's time to reign yourself back in.

consider this post a checkpoint, especially if you're an American, black/a person of color, a marginalized identity (be it religious, gender/sexuality, or disability), or any combination thereof. it's alright to step back and care for yourself.

allow yourself room to breathe. it'll be okay. you'll be able to step back in when you're ready.

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btw this isn’t the extent of the horrors white supremacists will enact. the real horrors will start as they return to their communities with the high of having broken into the fucking capitol with guns and bombs and having been protected by the police and the president. the real horrors will be enacted on poc and Black ppl specifically now that white supremacists know they can do whatever the fuck they want with guaranteed protection, they will not be enacted on congressmen. it’s not your politicians you have to worry about. pelosi will be just fine.

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marisatomay

“where were you during the coup?” on my couch in sweatpants because it was noon on a wednesday during month ten of an out of control pandemic

everything is so important and so fucking stupid

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So someone pointed out to me recently that in a few years, maybe a few decades, the history of the us during covid is probably going to get twisted. The fact that we all had to make and wear cloth masks is going to be hailed as a symbol of how we “"came together as a nation”“” or whatever the fuck propaganda spin they try to put on it.

So I just want to say, for the record, the time of the corona virus pandemic was not a time when america came together.

This was a time when people hoarded toilet paper and sanitizing supplies either for themselves or to sell at absurd prices to the desperate people who didn’t get to the store soon enough during the shortages

This was a time when scared parents were sending their kids to finish school in the spring in plastic trash bags because they couldn’t think of any other way to possibly keep their families safe

This was a time when grocery store and retail and service workers were forced to keep working whether they wanted to risk their health or not because they couldn’t make rent otherwise and the people with enough privilege to have remote jobs tried to repay them with applause instead of fair wages

This was a time when nurses had the hold the hands of multiple dying people every day as their families watched their loved ones die over a video call because the hospital couldn’t risk having visitors

This was a time when city governments had to handle so many eviction hearings that they rented out convention centers and called in the national guard instead of doing a rent freeze to stop predatory landlords

This was a time when racism and police brutality were so unbearably horrible that people protested in the streets for months even though there was a god damn pandemic that our federal government wasn’t doing shit to stop and the cops were so mad that they were being asked to stop beating up black people that they were beating up everyone

This was a time when schools being forced to reopen in the fall or lose their federal funding had to draft templates for letters if a teacher or a staff person or a fucking child died from exposure to corona at school

This was a time when the president of the United states demanded that the cdc stop releasing data about all the people who were dying because of the warnings he ignored for months were making him look bad

This was a time when some state governments didn’t mandate masks and forced businesses to reopen because they didn’t want to pay unemployment to people trying to stay safe at home anymore

This was a time when Jeff Bezos was on track to be a fucking trillionare because everyone was ordering things on amazon instead of going to the store and the people he worked to death to get it didn’t see a single cent of it

This was a time when instead of providing homeless people with housing, we painted boxes on the ground to show homeless people how far away the had to be on the street to maintain social distancing

We did not come together to make cloth masks. Cloth masks represent nothing less than the absolute and utter failure of a nation’s government to inform and protect its citizens

This was not a time when we came together. This was a time when we survived, and not all of us made it.

This was a time when people casually talked about how many human lives the economy was worth without considering the evil that had just come out of their mouths.

This was a time when thousands of us died for profit and the ego of a cheating narcissists con man who scammed his way into the white house

This was a time that we survived. Most of us tried to do the right thing, stay home, limit trips to the store and socializing, wear a mask. And still, so many of us were lost. Thousands every day.

But that wasn’t a good enough reason for some people, for those among us who were too selfish to recognize the responsibilities we have toward one another as human beings.

This was not a time that we came together

This was a time that we survived

Not all of us made it

And those of us who did survive will never forget the evil we saw daily in our politicians and those around us

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elletao

WATCHED IN 2020 » Enola Holmes (2020) dir. Harry Bradbeer

There are two paths you can take, Enola: yours, or the path others choose for you.

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