Baby Suprises

ok people, where are the Beldam!gp fics? I'm in need of this~

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.

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.

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.

You know what fuck it I'm gonna become an influencer

do people still read grey’s fics?? idk, if u guys do im opening requests.

i will write for amelia shepherd; addison montgomery; meredith grey; jo wilson; arizona robbins; callie torres; april kepner; and lexie grey. im open to writing for others though, depending on the request.

im open to writing smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, and angst with a happy ending. i’ll cover pretty much any sensitive topic because i deal with a lot of them, if im not ok with it i’ll just say no.

im masc presenting, so idk itll kinda align with that. probably more gender neutral stuff though because it seems more appropriate.

follow my main blog to see some of my works. though based around scream, i feel like itll be good for u guys to see my writing style n decide if that’s something ur into. if ur not, i am absolutely open to criticism. i’m a writer, though i’m a young writer who could improve. i would like to know how to do so.

again, check out the main blog - @scream4ash

Your Teeth In My Neck

The sun had long set, leaving behind a dark and mysterious night. The sound of distant cars echoed through the empty streets as Y/n walked briskly, her mind occupied with thoughts the day. Lost in her own world, she didn't notice the figure that had been following her.

Bret, a captivating enigma, had been drawn to Y/n from the moment he laid eyes her. There was something her that intrigued him, a spark that ignited his curiosity. He couldn't resist the pull, feeling compelled to know more about this intriguing woman.

As Y/n turned a corner, she finally became aware of the person trailing behind her. Startled but unafraid, she stopped in her tracks, turning to face the mysterious stranger. The dim streetlamp illuminated his face, revealing sharp features and piercing eyes that seemed to hold secrets.

Their gaze locked, an unspoken connection forming between them. Y/n's heart began to race, unsure of what to expect yet strangely captivated by the intensity in Bret's eyes. Without saying a word, he took a step closer, closing the distance between them.

In that moment, time stood still. The air crackled with anticipation as Bret reached out, his hand lightly brushing against Y/n's cheek. She gasped at the touch, feeling a surge of electricity course through her veins. It was as if his fingertips sent a jolt of desire straight to her core.

A mixture of fear and excitement consumed Y/n as Bret leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from her neck. His breath was warm against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. With hesitant yet eager anticipation, she tilted her head, allowing him access.

Bret's lips brushed against the delicate skin of Y/n's neck, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She felt a primal connection forming, an ancient desire awakening within her. It was as if their souls had been entwined for centuries, and this moment was the culmination of their shared history.

With each gentle nip and caress of Bret's teeth on her neck, Y/n felt herself surrendering to the intoxicating sensation. The boundaries between pleasure and pain blurred, creating a symphony of ecstasy that consumed her entirely. She was under his spell, willingly giving herself to this forbidden dance.

As the night deepened and their desires intertwined, Bret and Y/n became lost in a world of passion and hunger. They were like two sides of the same coin, destined to be entangled in each other's embrace. And as their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, they knew that this connection would forever linger within them, leaving an indelible mark on their souls.

anon/ask/request OPEN!

send your filthiest nsfw and fluff sfw robb, jon, cregan, jace, etc GoT/HOTD anons/asks/headcanons/requests i’ll try to write them asap :)

“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