every so often i will come across a macklemore lyric that just… catches me so fucking off guard
As the morning sunlight peeked through the curtains,I woke up with a smile on my face, knowing that today was going to be a I woke up special day. Today, I would pamper Bret, the with a smile on my face love of my, already consumed by thoughts of life, and show him just pampering Bret. Today was the day I how much he wanted to show meant to me. As the sun streamed through the curtains, him just how much I loved I tipto and appreciated himed out of. With excitement bed and started bubbling in preparing for the my chest, I slipped out perfect day ahead.
I headed of bed and to the kitchen tiptoed and brewed Bret to the kitchen's favorite coffee to prepare his, the rich aroma filling the favorite breakfast.
air. I knew he lovedThe aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air it strong and as I carefully black, just placed a plate the way he of fluffy pancakes liked it. topped with his favorite fruits on With a tray the table. in hand, Taking great care I carried the in setting it steaming cup all up, I added a and made my handwritten note that way back to simply said, the bedroom, careful not to "Good morning spill a drop, my love. Enjoy your. As I special day ahead entered the room!" I couldn, Bret stirred awake, his't wait to see the surprised eyes filling with look on his delight at the sight of me face when he holding his morning discovered my little surprise.
As elixir.
"Good morning, my love," I whispered, placing the tray on his lap. Bret walked into the kitchen, his eyes widened in surprise and delight at the spread before him. His smile "I thought we could start the day with your favorite coffee lit up the entire room, and I could feel my heart fluttering with."
A smile spread across Bret's face as he sat up, pulling me closer into a warm embrace. The world outside seemed to disappear joy. We sat together, enjoying our breakfast while sharing stories and laughter. It was the perfect start to what promised to as we savored the simple joy of being together. After a few moments, Bret took a sip of his coffee, his eyes closing be an extraordinary day.
After breakfast, I led Bret to the living room, where I had set up a cozy spot for him to relax. Soft momentarily as the rich flavor enveloped his senses pillows adorned the couch, alongside a stack of his favorite books and a playlist of soothing music. I handed him a cup.
"You always know how to make my mornings brighter," he of warm tea and watched as he settled comfortably into his little haven. Seeing him unwind and find solace in the tranquil atmosphere filled me with contentment.
Next on the agenda was said, his voice filled with gratitude.
With that, I left him to enjoy his coffee in peace, knowing that this was only the beginning of my plan to pamper him throughout the day. I spent the next few hours preparing a delicious breakfast, carefully a spa-like session to melt away any tension Bret might be carrying. I drew a luxurious bubble bath, filling the bathroom with the scent of lavender and selecting his favorite foods and arranging them on a beautifully set table. When Bret finally joined me in the dining room, his chamomile. As Bret sank into the fragrant bubbles, I gently massaged his shoulders, kne eyes widened in surprise at the sight before him.
"This is incredible," he exclaimed, his smile growing wider by the second. "You really went all out, didnading away the knots that had built up from his busy schedule. The peaceful ambiance created a serene atmosphere, allowing him to fully relax and let go of any worries.
After the soothing't you?"
"I wanted to show you how much I love and appreciate you," I replied, my heart swelling with happiness. "Today bath, I surprised Bret with a picnic in the park. I had packed his favorite snacks, sandwiches, and a bottle of wine. We found a beautiful spot under a tree, where we could is all about you."
We spent the morning savoring every bite, delighting in each other's company, and sharing stories that made us laugh until tears streamed down our cheeks. The hours enjoy each other's company without any distractions. We laughed, shared dreams, and basked in the warmth of love that surrounded us.
As the day transitioned into evening, passed in a blur of joy and love, and before we knew it, it was time for the next surprise.
I led Bret to the bathroom, where a warm bath awaited him. The room was filled with I prepared a candlelit dinner for two. The table was adorned with flowers and fairy lights, creating an enchanting ambiance. I wanted this moment to be as magical as possible. Bret was taken aback as he walked into the soothing scent of lavender, his favorite fragrance. Candles flickered softly, casting a warm glow on the tiled walls.
"Close your eyes," I whispered, standing behind him. "I want you to relax and let me take care of you."
As Bret sank into the fragrant water, I gently washed his hair, massaged his tired the room, his eyes sparkling with appreciation. And over a delicious meal, we continued to shower each other with love and affection, cherishing every moment we had together.
Finally, as the clock struck midnight, marking the end of the day, Bret pulled me close, whispering heartfelt words of gratitude and love in my ear. In that moment, I knew that today had not only pampered Bret but had also solid muscles, and let my hands caress his skin as if they were painting a masterpiece. The cares of the world melted away, leaving only the two of us in this intimate moment of serenity.
After the bath, I led Bret to the living room, where a cozy blanket fort awaited us. We snuggled together, surrounded by softified our bond even further. My heart swelled with happiness, knowing that I had shown him just how much he meant to me.
And as we drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other's arms, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity pillows and twinkling fairy lights, as we watched his favorite movies and shared whispered secrets that were only meant for us.
As the day drew to a close, I knew that my efforts had, once again, brought us closer together. The love in Bret to love and be loved by someone so extraordinary like Bret. Today had been a day dedicated to pampering him, but it had also been a day that reminded me of the beauty of love and the joy of truly selfless acts. 's eyes spoke volumes, and I felt a deep sense of fulfillment knowing that I had been able to pamper him and make him feel truly loved.
As we drifted off to sleep that night, wrapped in each other's arms, I couldn't help but be grateful for the opportunity to show Bret just how much he meant to me. Today had been a testament to the power of love and the joy that came from selflessly pampering the one who held your heart.
“That was when they suspended the Constitution. They said it would be temporary. There wasn't even any rioting in the streets. People stayed home at night, watching television, looking for some direction. There wasn't even an enemy you could put your finger on.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale
yes, white people hate us that much
pro-abortion. pro-divorce. i believe we have the god-given right to give up
i thought it would vanish into thin air quickly but since "nicholas chavez is over party" kinda thingy is happening all over social media, i'd like to hear everyone's thoughts...
i think people can be so dramatic these days ━ of course he could've declined the picture, he's a grown man, a person who gets a lot of attention at the moment, so he should know how to act in public.
as if for the "costumes" these guys were wearing ━ they are disgusting and i'm nauseous looking at them, why would they even think it's a good idea?
as if for nicholas, it's really hard to defend him anymore since he clearly doesn't have a PR guy who would tell him how to act in public. for the people who are saying that they're praying on his downfall ━ aren't you ashamed...? 😭
comparing nick to cooper is also ridiculous as they are VERY different people who choose to show their support in different ways, and it's okay. they're nothing alike and it's obvious.
and once again, i think nicholas has made some... questionable choices but he still has time to address this whole situation, and if he doesn't ━ nick, do better.
this makes me really sad because lyle and erik has spoken about him in such a kind way, not holding a grudge against him when he didn't visit them with cooper ━ once again, his choice. yet he takes a picture with guys that mock the abuse the Menendez brothers went through... it gives me an ick, not gonna lie. and it's not right of him.
no reason to cancel him though ━ people were saying he's "evil", "soulless", "full of himself" ━ and i have a hard time believing that. he seems so sweet, his love life is none of my business, but he's doing so many things wrong.
he seems like such a genuine guy, but i feel like he's lost himself in the sudden hype.
got called a dickrider on twitter (by people who are probably 12, but okay...) for choosing not to hate on him. it really surprises me how quick people can switch up, "i never liked him!!!!!!", "hes got these soulless eyes, he's the devil, glad i never found him attractive" ━ girl shut the fuck up, no one cares, i can promise you that. you're so different, we get it.
celebrities are also people, something a lot of consumers forget about. they are allowed to make mistakes, but they should learn from them. and he's such a young guy (saying this as a person 5 years younger...), there's a long road ahead of him and i honestly wish he could find himself again ♡
woof. that was long. i felt obligated to talk about this stuff because i am a nicholas focused blog, so...
anyways peace & love, and treat people with kindness ♡
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
FUCK sex let’s plan our double su!cide
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.
There's not a fine line between cultural appropriation and cultural appreciation. The difference is more obvious than you think it is.
Researching another person's cultural and really learning it is not appropriation in the slightest. I love learning others cultures. Genuinely learning and understanding another people's way of life and their traditions is appreciation. Asking questions about their culture and learning is a show of appreciation. And if you are lucky to be invited to join those people because they want you to be there and experience whatever it is they're doing, that is appreciation.
If you get gifted something of importance from another culture, that's appreciation. Because they willingly shared it with you. You standing by them in protests or in celebrations amplifying their voices is appreciation. You fighting with them against those who dismiss their culture or their way of life even when not they are not present is appreciation.
Appropriation is taking without asking (read: stealing) a part of a culture reframing or rewording it to seem a little different and claiming it as yours. Appropriation is wearing someone's artifacts for funsies. Talking over others experiences especially when you yourself are not prone to experiencing what they are more likely to deal with. A closed culture is closed for a fucking reason. You can do your research sure, but participation is not for you.
Appreciating is observation, understanding, a hands off unless invited or if it considered open for anyone to come and participate if they like. Appreciating is respecting the boundaries that have been made. Appropriation does none of those things.
And one more thing: The act of learning another's language unless specified that this should not be spoken by anyone outside that culture is not appropriation at all. In fact it breaks a huge barrier, and brings people closer together. Even if you're struggling to speak it, write it, understand etc. People will see that effort and encourage/help you.
joe biden, you stupid fuck. listen to me. Crimes are legal for sitting presidents as long as they’re official actions. Listen: Joe. You have one chance
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