Holy Shit Y’all Should Watch This One, What An Admirable Person

You can call me crazy but I firmly believe that podcasts have played a significant role in the downfall of this country

So many dumbass men with microphones spewing their dangerous, misogynistic rhetoric are more easily accessible to younger dumbass men than ever and they eat that shit up and become emboldened by it

Pray You Catch Me

The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the city skyline. Bret sat on the edge of a rooftop, his thoughts consumed by the haunting melody of a familiar song. It had been months since he last saw Y/n, and the ache in his heart seemed to intensify with each passing day.

As the lyrics of "Pray You Catch Me" echoed in his mind, Bret couldn't help but where their love had gone astray. They were once inseparable, their souls entwined in a bond that felt unbreakable. But somewhere along the way, they had lost their connection, becoming two strangers who once knew every inch of each other's hearts.

The night breeze rustled through Bret's hair, carrying with it the faint scent of Y/n's perfume - a painful reminder of what they had lost. He closed his eyes, allowing the memories to wash over him like waves crashing against the shore.

He remembered the first time they met, the instant spark that connected them. Their laughter filled the air as they explored the world together, creating memories that seemed impossible to forget. But as time passed, cracks began to form in their foundation, and they found themselves drifting apart.

Bret's heart ached with regret for the mistakes he had made, the words left unspoken, and the moments of doubt that cast shadows over their love. He longed for a chance to make things right, to apologize, and to hold Y/n's hand as they navigated life's challenges together.

With a deep breath, Bret reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He hesitated for a moment before pressing Y/n's number, hoping against hope that she would answer. As the phone rang, thoughts raced through his mind - would she forgive him? Would she give their love another chance?

Finally, a soft voice murmured from the other end of the line. It was Y/n. Bret felt his heart skip a beat as he struggled to find the right words. "Y/n, it's me," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of apprehension and hope. "I've been listening to this song, and it made me realize just how much I miss you... how much I still love you."

There was a pause, and Bret's heart seemed to hang in the balance. Then, a sigh escaped Y/n's lips, followed by a barely audible "I miss you too, Bret." In that moment, hope flickered in Bret's chest like a small flame, igniting a renewed belief that their love could find its way back home.

Together, they vowed to open their hearts, to communicate, and to rebuild what was broken. As the night sky enveloped them, they held onto each other tightly, united in their desire to rediscover the love that once seemed so effortless. With every step they took, they prayed that their journey would lead them back to a place where their love could thrive once again.

New fanfic Writer account

Hey guys sorry I haven’t written on this account because I lost interest in writing for Bret heart. But don’t worry this won’t be the end because I created another blog but for a female slasher!!! Yes but I have to still edit but still send for me some requests. Any yes this Bret Hart chapter is unfortunately coming to a close but don’t worry I may or may not upload here or there when I do have interest but as for right now no. So please just remember I AM WRITING FOR THE BLACK AUDIENCE!!! so please don’t ask me to from a damn white person pov which is no offense but we need more black reader love out there.

Secret Wife

Request by anonymous

In the world of wrestling, where alliances were forged and rivalries ran deep, Y/N navigated the ring with a grace and power that captivated audiences. Known for her skills and resilience, she was a force to be reckoned with, a formidable wrestler in her own right.

Unbeknownst to many, Y/N shared a deep bond with fellow wrestler Bret, a connection that transcended the boundaries of the ring. As friends and colleagues, they had grown close over the years, forging a relationship built on trust and mutual respect. However, their romantic involvement remained a guarded secret, hidden beneath the facade of professional camaraderie.

Despite their efforts to keep their love concealed, a shadow loomed over their happiness in the form of one of Bret's friends, a rival wrestler who harbored animosity towards Y/N. In the heat of competition, this individual targeted Y/N with malicious intent, seeking to undermine her and tarnish her reputation within the wrestling community.

Each attack inflicted upon Y/N tested her resolve and strength, leaving her bruised and battered but never broken. As the assaults mounted, Bret struggled with conflicting loyalties, torn between his allegiance to his friend and his duty to protect the woman he loved.

One fateful night, during a high-stakes match, tensions reached a boiling point as Bret's friend issued a sinister command, commanding him to deliver a final blow to Y/N in the ring. In a moment of clarity, Bret's gaze locked with Y/N's, and in that unspoken exchange, a silent understanding passed between them.

With unwavering determination, Bret refused to carry out the treacherous order, choosing love over loyalty, truth over deception. In a bold and defiant gesture, he stepped forward, cupping Y/N's face in his hands before pressing a tender kiss to her lips, a declaration of their forbidden love that reverberated throughout the arena.

As the crowd erupted into a mixture of shock and applause, the truth of their relationship was laid bare for all to see, shattering the facade of secrecy that had veiled their romance. In that moment of defiance and passion, Y/N and Bret stood united, their bond stronger than ever, a testament to the enduring power of love in a world consumed by rivalry and betrayal.

now more than ever, it is imperative that you spend time with people you love and doing things that you love. be prepared but please please please don't dwell on things that have yet to happen. you have to have hope for a better future in order to build one. it's gonna be okay. we're gonna make it. i love you.

My Protector

Request by anonymous

The arena was buzzing with excitement as the crowd eagerly awaited the next match. Tonight was a special occasion as I, Y/N, a skilled wrestler in my own right, was teaming up with my husband, Bret, for a tag team match. The fans erupted into cheers as our entrance music blared, the spotlight shining down on us as we made our way to the ring.

Standing side by side with Bret, I felt an undeniable sense of pride and camaraderie. We were a force to be reckoned with, a duo that complemented each other's strengths and shared a deep bond both in and out of the ring. As the match began, we moved with precision and harmony, our opponents putting up a formidable fight but ultimately falling short against our united front.

However, the tide quickly turned when Bret's opponent resorted to a cowardly move, blindsiding me with a brutal attack that sent shockwaves of pain through my body. The arena fell silent as I stumbled, the world spinning around me as I struggled to regain my bearings. The gasps of the crowd echoed in my ears as I clenched my jaw, refusing to show weakness in the face of adversity.

Through blurred vision, I saw Bret's expression darken with fury and concern as he witnessed the injustice inflicted upon me. The primal instinct to protect his loved one surged within him, igniting a fire in his eyes as he turned his attention to the aggressor who had dared to harm his wife.

As Bret launched into a relentless assault, every blow he delivered was a fierce declaration of his love and allegiance to me. The crowd's cheers transformed into roars of support as they rallied behind us, the energy in the arena reaching a fever pitch as Bret fought with unmatched ferocity, his every move fueled by a potent mixture of rage and determination.

Despite the pain coursing through my body, I refused to stay down. With grit and resilience, I rose to my feet, the fire of determination burning brightly in my eyes. Side by side, Bret and I stood tall, a formidable team that would not be broken. Together, we faced the challenge head-on, ready to overcome whatever obstacles stood in our way.

The Baby’s Coming!!!

Request by anonymous pt. 1

As the day of their son's birth arrived, Y/n felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. But they were grateful for one thing - the unwavering support of their loving partner, Bret. He had been by/n's side throughout their entire pregnancy, attending doctor's appointments, birthing classes, and providing constant encouragement.

As Y/n's contractions intensified, Bret took charge, ensuring that the hospital bag was ready and everything was in order. He held Y/n's hand tightly, offering words of reassurance and love. The room became a sanctuary of calm amidst the whirlwind of emotions.

Y/n clung to Bret's presence, finding solace in his steady demeanor. He anticipated their needs before they could even voice them. Whether it was a comforting touch on their back or a cold compress on their forehead, Bret was always one step ahead, providing the perfect support at all times.

As the labor progressed, Y/n's pain grew more intense, but Bret never faltered. He remained a pillar of strength, offering soothing words during each contraction. His voice encouraged Y/n to breathe through the pain, reminding them of the beautiful outcome waiting at the end.

When the time came for Y/n to push, Bret was right there, holding Y/n's hand firmly, never letting go. With every push, his unwavering support gave Y/n the strength to continue, reminding them of their incredible journey together.

And then, finally, their son entered the world, a tiny bundle of joy. As the cries filled the room, tears of joy streamed down Y/n's face. Bret leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on Y/n's forehead, his heart filled with overwhelming love and pride.

In that moment, Y/n realized how lucky they were to have Bret as their partner. He had been their rock, supporting them every step of the way, and now, he was holding their precious son in his arms.

As they gazed down at their child, Y/n felt a rush of gratitude for having such an incredible partner. Together, they had welcomed their son into the world, and they knew that their journey as parents would be filled with love, laughter, and the unwavering support of each other.

attention all writers! tumblr is rolling out a new feature that allows our work to be used in ai training processes!

be sure to opt out of this in your visibility settings immediately! and remember, you have to opt out for each blog, not just your main!

go to your blogs’ settings (again, you have to do these steps for each blog, not just your main blog)

scroll until you see “visibility” and choose that

in your visibility settings, choose “prevent third-party sharing for (blog name)”

you may opted out already but we don’t take chances with ai around these parts *insert angry cowboy*

tagging some mutuals to get the word out — @multifandomsimagine @pegxcarter @moremaybank @gladerscake @goldenroutledge @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @drewstarkeyslut @drudyslut @tangledinlove @rafeandonlyrafe @mvybanks

My american ladies 4b movement is THE movement. Reject all the men. Be celibate and get some toys. And since the men will be violent and since guns will have more rights than us go get one and aim it at any man's dick who wants you

FUCK sex let’s plan our double su!cide