Watching the elections hurts so bad. Because it’s no longer they voted for someone I dislike. It is they
- voted against my right for disability accommodation
- they voted against my sister right to love who she wants
- they voted against my friends feeling comfortable in there skin
- they voted against my mother being worth more than a wife
They voted against me and the people I love. They voted against our fundamental rights. And seeing HOW MANY fucking hurts. Do 62 million people really hate my existence that bad? Do 62 million people really think my sister doesn’t deserve happiness? Do 62 million people really see my mother as nothing more than a uterus?
Can 62 million people really be this hateful?
Can you do one where we are his wife and he could tell something was off with us so he goes out with us for our match and in the middle of it we pass out and he gets in the ring all worried and he carries us back stage and the whole heart foundation is worried and he stays with us till we wake up
Yes yes my dear
Oh, cool. Cool cool cool.
So... we're heading for an era of extreme reactionary backlash.
The question is it going to be like 1980's style or 1930's style.
We shit on rainbow capitalism (as we should), but it is a good indicator of social acceptance of LGBTQ people. When brands are loud and proud about how much the support gay people('s money), it means the social conditions have moved in our favor and the potential backlash is weak.
Right now, the power is shifting back to the fascists. That's bad.
Imagine telling Bret that your Pregnant…
Y/n POV
Omg, omg, omg, I am so damn nervous and right now it’s almost time for Bret to come back. I’ve been keeping it a secret about a week that we finally pregnant. After a year of trying we’re finally pregnant. After getting the box ready with the pregnancy test and holding the blindfold I sat in the kitchen. I heard the car pulled up the driveway and I headed towards the front door and waited. I tried to keep my composure and not showing my nervousness.
I see him walking with bags in his hands and open the door.
“Hey baby what are you doing in the living room without the tv on.”
“W-well I have a surprise so sit the bags on the chair and put on the blindfold on me please.”
“Ook hopefully it’s not scary and good.”
“Boy shut up and do it please I’m sure you’ll love it.”
“Yes ma’ma.”
He grabbed the blindfold and put it over his eyes. I grabbed his hands and walked him to the kitchen table and till he said some dumb shit.
“Babe I’m nervous and scare because you like to play a lot.”
“Bret come on it’s not funny and this is serious ok for me and you both.”
“Alright ok I’m stop joking.”
I sat down and let go of his hands and told him that he can look now. Taking off the blindfold and look into the box and noticed a huge smile on his face.
“Omg gosh your pregnant baby.”
Picking me up and spinning me around and kisses me softly.
“Yes I kept this secret for a week and I went to the doctor the another day without you knowing and after a year of trying were finally Bret. Finally we starting the family we always wanted babe.”
He holds my face and wipes my tears gently off my face and put his hand on my belly.
“I’m so happy and this is the best gift and surprise ever! Were finally pregnant and I can’t to start this journey with you.
I couldn’t help but laugh and cry as we hold each other one and sway side to side knowing that our family started to grow bigger and now we able to tell the rest of the family about the new addition to the family. This couldn’t get any better than that.
Can you one where we are his wife and also a wrestler for valentine's day
Sorry I didn’t reply sooner but yeah sure I don’t mind.
I am very lucky that my husband and I are in a place financially where we can leave the country if we have to, but most people are not. This shit is terrifying. I started out optimistic but the panic has well and truly set in.
It's really interesting being on here as someone who experienced both the 2016 and 2020 elections on this app. Holding everyone's hands tightly. Love you all so much. Praying for the best, the stress is bad for all of us.
Sometimes i look at my $elfharm scars and think “Damn it wasn’t even that deep”
Happy late Valentine’s Day who all celebrated.
Request by anonymous
I woke up on Valentine's Day with a sense of tingling through my veins. As wrestler, I was used to adrenaline-fueled moments in the ring, but today promised a different kind of thrill. My husband, Bret, had hinted at a surprise that would set our hearts racing, and I couldn't wait to see what he had in store.
The day passed in a blur of anticipation, the hours ticking by slowly until it was finally time for Bret's grand reveal. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over our home, I found myself standing in the living room, surrounded by candlelight and rose petals fluttering gently in the air.
Bret stood before me, a devilish grin playing on his lips as he beckoned me forward. The sultry strains of R&B music filled the room, adding to the intimate ambiance that enveloped us. My heart raced as I took in the sight before me, knowing that this Valentine's Day would be unlike any other.
Bret handed me a glass of champagne, the bubbles tickling my nose as I took a sip, savoring the taste of luxury on my lips. His eyes sparkled with desire and adoration, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down my spine. I knew then that this night held promises of passion and love that would ignite our souls.
As the evening unfolded, Bret revealed a feast fit for royalty, a symphony of flavors that tantalized my taste buds. The spicy dishes added an extra kick to the already charged atmosphere, fueling the flames of desire that burned between us.
In that moment, as I looked into Bret's eyes, I felt a surge of emotion welling up inside me. This Valentine's Day surprise was more than just a celebration; it was a testament to the depth of our love, a reminder of the fiery connection that bound us together. As we danced into the night, lost in each other's arms, I knew that this Valentine's Day would be etched in my memory forever.
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