If There's Something That I've Learned From The US Election Is That No Matter How Well Prepared A Woman

this is truly the funniest timeline

imagine being one of those poor fucking news anchors, announcing trump projections while trying to not break down on national television

Can you do a smut about black reader teasing Bret to much then Bret had enough and go down town on them, the rest can go all to you btw I love your writing its just *chefs kiss*🤌

Yesssss finally I have a request lol 😂 but yes I don’t mind doing it.

Pretty eyes and lips

Y/n found herself captivated by the intensity of Bret's gaze as they locked eyes. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in a realm of their own. His eyes held a mysterious depth, drawing her in like a moth to a flame.

Every flicker of emotion was reflected in his gaze, his eyes speaking volumes without uttering a word. Y/n's heart skipped a beat as she felt the connection between them growing stronger with each passing second. It was as if their souls were intertwined, dancing to a rhythm only they could hear.

Unable to tear her gaze away, she traced the contours of his lips with her eyes, noticing every subtle curve and the way they slightly parted as he spoke. The temptation to lean in and steal a kiss grew stronger with each passing moment. She wondered if he felt the same magnetic pull, the unspoken desire that hung heavy in the air.

But as thrilling as the notion was, Y/n couldn't help but feel a tinge of nervousness. What if she misread the signals? What if she was imagining a connection that wasn't really there? Doubts clouded her thoughts, causing her to hesitate.

Yet, despite the uncertainty, Y/n found herself drawn back to Bret's eyes, searching for answers. In their depths, she saw a flicker of longing, a hint of vulnerability that mirrored her own. It was the silent affirmation she needed, the reassurance that they were both walking this uncharted path together.

And so, with a surge of bravery, Y/n took a step closer, her heart pounding in her chest. As their eyes remained locked, she leaned in ever so slightly, her breath mingling with his. In that moment, time stood still, and the world faded away once more, leaving only the magic of their connection.

Words may have failed them, but their eyes and the unspoken language between them said it all. It was a moment filled with the promise of something beautiful, something that would leave an indelible mark on their lives.

As they stood there, lost in each other's gaze, Y/n knew that this was just the beginning of an unforgettable love story - one filled with passion, adventure, and a love that would endure the test of time.

Together, they were ready to embark on a journey where their hearts would guide them and their souls would intertwine, forever bound by the magic of their love.

idk something about being a girl and having 2016 be the first election I remember and this being the first election I am actually politically aware of just sucks and I know she hasn’t lost yet and there still is hope but like really is a woman that much worse than that man. And I know it’s not just about gender, it’s also about politics, but this reminds me too much of my math classes throughout middle and high school. I love this country, every speck of my souls belongs to it, but sometimes.

I "Traumatized" mom

Everytime I walk into her room, she looks at my thighs... she's making me feel like a freak. Honestly I get it, you didn't like the fact that I cvt, I get that my relapse was worse then the first time...but mom if we keep doing this I'll cvt again... Stop making my suffering all about you.

Mr. Steal Yo Girl

Once the dust settled in the ring and the crowd's cheers faded into the background, a heavy silence hung in the air. Shawn Michaels stood there, clutching the World Federation Championship belt tightly while confusion and disbelief washed over his face.

As the adrenaline of victory began to subside, a figure emerged from the crowd, weaving through the sea of shocked spectators. It was you, the reader, making your way towards the center of the ring. The bright lights above illuminated your determined expression, giving you an aura of strength.

With every step, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on your heart. You had come to a decision, one that would change your life forever. As you reached Shawn Michaels, who still wore the expression of shattered dreams, you took a deep breath, preparing yourself for the words that would shatter his heart.

"It's over, Shawn," you whispered, your voice resonating with a mix of sadness and resolve. "I'm sorry, but I'm in love with Bret."

The words hung in the air, echoing through the silent arena. Shawn's eyes widened, his grip on the championship belt loosening as if trying to grapple with the reality of your confession. A mix of emotions played across his face, hurt and shock warring for dominance.

Meanwhile, backstage, Bret Hart watched the scene unfold on a monitor, a hint of guilt mixed with excitement flickering in his eyes. As you made your way back to the backstage area, a bittersweet smile traced his lips, knowing that the woman he had secretly desired for so long had finally chosen him.

When you reached Bret, the anticipation and tension in the air were palpable. Time seemed to stand still as you locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between you both. Without a word, you leaned in, and your lips met in a passionate kiss.

In that moment, all doubts melted away, and the confessions poured forth. You both spoke of the feelings that had blossomed but remained hidden, afraid of the consequences they may bring. Finally, the truth was laid bare, and a newfound love bloomed between you.

The world around you faded into the background as you embraced, the weight of the decision you had made lifting off your shoulders. The future was unknown and would not come without its challenges, but you were resolute in your choice. Love had unexpectedly found its way into your lives, forever altering the paths of all involved.

And as the world continued to turn, the tale of love entangled with ambition would be whispered in wrestling circles for years to come - a reminder that even in the midst of victory, the heart can sometimes lead us down an unexpected, yet ultimately fulfilling path.

Also btw trump recognizing only "the two biological sexes" harms intersex people too. I am a researcher of sex and it's affects on disease, and sex is far more complicated than "two sexes" and it always will be. Sex is multifaceted and there are far more than two binary sexes. Keep that in mind too. Don't fall into bioessentialism as you fight for trans people and intersex people.

tuna

Wtf?