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Breezy Meadows
Briana/Bri/Breezy- 33- Illinois, USA. Eddie Munson deserved better! I write sometimes. I read a lot. Most things I like I obsess over. Mama Flanaclan. MINORS DNI.
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Someone please explain to me why I can have a serious conversation with my (month shy of) 10 year old son about mental health and he takes it seriously, genuinely trying to understand and contribute to the conversation but when I try to talk to my 41 year old husband about it, either the lights are on and no one’s home or he gets annoyed/angry. 🤦🏻♀️
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11:30pm. Husband wakes up. Comes out to the living room where I am peacefully enjoying my shows. “Did he (our almost 10yo son) leave his Switch out here? I swear I keep hearing button clicking. Keeps waking me up.” We check the dock, Switch is not in it. We sneak back to his bedroom and before he has time to fake it, I catch him scrambling to hide something under his blanket and pretend to be asleep. Boy, you are not a back sleeper, I know you’re faking. “Don’t play with me. Hand it over.” He slowly hands the game over and we tell him to go to sleep and he’s grounded from the Switch. I check the thing. He was watching YouTube videos with the screen brightness all the way down and volume barely up. Little shit.
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OMG YES I NEED THIS TOO!
WE NEED A TIRAMISU DRAWER IN THE KITCHEN!!!!!
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This hurts. 💔💔💔
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rest in peace to wyatt one the greatest wrestlers to date
he was fighting an undisclosed life threatening illness and passed away earlier today
may his family and friends really stay strong and sending my strongest condolences to them
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the most creative mind of the modern era, he deserved so much more than he got
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Never thought I'd be writing this, it's not fair. It's not fucking fair. Too young. I'm not even processing it.
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Well, fuck you, too, Mother Nature. 🖕🏻
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Chibs Telford x Reader - Perspective
For @munsinner who requested this story so long ago for my dialogue prompt writing challenge!
Dialogue Prompt 380 - I'm breaking every rule in the book by being here
Everything was going to shit.
And what’s one thing that came when things went to shit, other than more shit?
Perspective.
That’s why Chibs was here; at Y/n Tellers front door, working out how to tell her he loved her.
Because he’d had enough; enough of sticking to the rules, enough of trying to be the good guy, enough of denying himself the one person he craved more than anything.
Y/n Teller.
The princess of Charming, his best friend's younger sister, the one woman he swore he’d never fall for…
He’d tried.
He’d tried so fucking hard to not fall for her, and even when he did fall, he tried so hard to push those feelings aside and act like they didn’t exist.
But there was no one else for him.
No one else could magically make him smile on the dark days, no one could make him laugh as loudly nor could anyone calm the storm that tore through his mind late at night when he couldn’t sleep.
Y/n Teller was the only woman who could.
And selfishly, he wanted more.
Even though he knew he shouldn’t.
He wanted more than late night chats at 3am, more than stolen glances when no one else was paying either of them any attention, more than a possibility of love.
He wanted her, completely.
He wanted to tell her how he truly felt.
No more secrets.
No more ‘almost’ moments.
He wanted her to be his; and to be hers in return.
He wasn’t a saint, by any stretch of the imagination, he’d done things he’d regretted or wished he could’ve changed.
The last thing he wanted was for Y/n to become another regret, another ‘what if moment’ in his life.
He could work out the consequences later, but he needed her to know how he truly felt.
He knocked at her door, a small chuckle slipping past his lips when he heard her swearing about who was waking her up at this ridiculous hour.
Her swearing continued when she opened the door, wearing a fluffy dressing gown and matching fluffy slippers. Even in the middle of the night, when she wasn’t even trying to look good she was still the most perfect woman he’d ever seen.
Her anger soon diminished when she saw who was standing there.
“Chibs?” She questioned, her eyebrows narrowed in confusion as to what he was going here in the middle of the night.
He didn’t answer; silence descended upon both of them, as his mind tried to work out what he was going to say to her now that he was here.
“Filip?” She asked again; softer this time as she placed her hand on his shoulder; her confusion shifting into worry.
A million thoughts raced through her head about why he was here; had something else happened with the club…
“I’m breaking every rule in the book by being here,” he muttered, as he took a step towards her.
Those words brought her back to reality.
A small gasp fell from her lips as she processed the words he said; she knew what he was talking about.
There was only one rule she knew of that he could be referring to, and it made her heart skip a beat.
“I need ye, lass, and I’m done pretending I don’t,” he continued; his eyes meeting Y/ns as he took another step closer towards her, she didn’t move, she just stood still letting him almost close the distance between them completely.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she breathed shakily as her arms wrapped around the back of his neck.
“I know,” he agreed quietly, glancing down at her lips before meeting her eyes again.
“We should stop,” she whispered, her lips now inches away from Chibs’.
“Is that what ye want, love?”
That’s not what she wanted at all.
But she knew that if they did this, if they broke the rules they’d both been sticking too for so long, she could never go back.
“No,” she answered simply.
That was the only answer Chibs needed before he closed the small distance between them.
The world melted away.
For a moment, nothing else existed; it was just the two of them, losing themselves in one another.
Without a word, they moved together, back into her flat, where Chibs kicked the door shut.
They kissed with a desperation that spoke of a need that had been building for far too long.
Chibs pulled her in close, his breath hot against her ear. “Yer mine now,” he mumbled, in between kisses, “and I’m not letting ye go.”
And with that, he picked her up, carried her to the bedroom, both of them knowing that after tonight, things would never be the same again, but both of them being too lost in each other to care about the consequences.
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So funny that you don’t talk to him when you started so much shit, he’s better off now.
It’s honestly hilarious, I agree. It’s also very funny that you don’t have the balls to come off anon and tell me as yourself how you feel about me or my actions with said person (who I believe goes by they/them as a matter of fact, sweetheart c;) when you have that option as well. What happened between the admin of that account and I is between that admin and Iso clearly you don’t know what you speak of.
There’s my side and there is their side and somewhere, mixed between those two, is what an unbiased party would see and analyze. I’m not saying I was perfect but there’s a lot to unpack there and frankly, I do not have the time to worry about something as frivolous as a tumblr fling with someone I have no contact with. I wish them nothing but the best of luck with whatever the fuck they’re up to. That’s none of my concern🤍🕊️
#the real eddie doesn’t need a strap on to dick someone down#your eddie does though anon#let that sink in#pussy ass bitch anons
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