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Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

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consider this post a SHIPPING CALL! I’m going to be working on my ship page soon, and I would like for there to be stuff on it! <3

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bornofhardknocks:

Toni nodded for a second, before giving Saraya a true blue thumbs up. ‘ Better yet, you could knock him a better one; or ambush that bogan Brock Lesnar and walk away with that Universal Title of you all’s, ‘ the blonde figured, mostly joking on both sides, ‘ You come watch me kill Zacky Three-Belts and I’d watch you kill the walking toe. ‘

“You know, that’s not a half bad idea? Just picture it-- me runnin’ down in tha middle of him and Braun and jus’ rippin him a new one! The crowd wouldn’t know what to do!” Saraya spoke, obviously joking. She was strong, but Brock was about a hundred times stronger and could possibly rip her in half. “I’ll definitely watch you cone handle good ole Zack, though.” 

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lol once again I’m sick and tired of my theme on this blog so CHANGING IT AGAIN

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beavtyandgrace:

❛ i made her —— she’ll come to her senses soon. and i’m not afraid of you, trust me. ❜

“whatever helps you sleep at night, tinkerbell. i’m not the biggest fan of miss jax, but she’s guaranteed to tear you limb from little midget limb.”

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‘ Positively! Nikki Bella, who? I don’t know her. ‘ A soft laugh escaped Toni’s rosy lips, a joking tone lacing her words. Idealistic starstruck mood obvious, it showed that she would eventually have to grow up a bit. But at twenty-one, there was no rush. ‘ Fight Zacky Three-Belts? If he breaks my leg in a submission before I can hit him with the Strong Zero, I’ll blame it alll on you! ‘

Saraya grinned, Toni’s great mood infectious. It only fueled her desire to get back in the ring, so she any Toni could one day do battle. That would be one for the ages-- of that much the Brit was sure. “Why not? Someone needs to cut him down to size-- why not Toni Two-belts?” Saraya spoke. “I mean, that’s a fight I would pay front row prices for.”

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gcldthrone:

               Mercedes didn’t hesitate to toss her bags in the trunk before slamming it shut. If it wasn’t already a bit obvious, she didn’t want to stick around here. Between recent frustrations in the company and knowing she’d have a hot Brit all to herself, why would she want to stick around anyway? “Thank you.” she said and flashed Saraya a grin as she approached the door but before stepping in, Mercedes leaned over and pressed a kiss to Saraya’s lips. “Now hurt up. Will you? God.” she teased and entered the car before buckling herself in. 

Saraya shook her head, rolling her eyes before starting the car up and driving toward the hotel. “Well, someone’s a little impatient.” She teased, a gentle hand resting on her girlfriend’s knee as she drove. Not that Saraya minded, of course. She loved when Mercedes got hot and bothered.

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beavtyandgrace:

❛ so get in the ring so i can beat it out of you —— oh, wait, you CAN’T. ❜

“Not just yet-- so keep talking shit, little one. I’ll end you soon enough. But for now, I’m content to watch Nia destroy you.”

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leftbehvnd:

               Tyson turned his head and looked back at Saraya now that she was asking him to stay. A grin was flashed before he shook his head. “You don’t have to apologize.” said the Canadian as he moved back to take a seat where he was just a moment before. “Stress gets the best of us sometimes.” he added, making sure to speak from experience since he’s been there plenty. Between the amount of travel he has to do and pressure that he has placed on his shoulders, stress was common to him. Almost to the point where it felt weird not being stressed. “Do you want to talk about it?” 

She sighed, gently touching the spot on her neck where she would now wear a scar for the rest of her life. “I’m just fuckin’ frustrated! It feels like for every two steps forward with my neck, I take two steps back. It’s beginnin’ ta feel like I’m never gonna get back in tha ring. I’ve had my last match, it feels like, and I never even got to say goodbye.” Saraya bit her bottom lip, mentally cursing when she felt tears begin to prick the back of her eyes. She never really was a crier, at least in front of people. But this whole situation just made her a mess of sad, angry, and frustrated that she couldn’t help it.

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bornofhardknocks:

A nod, punctuated by an encouraging set of finger guns towards Saraya was Toni’s unconventional response. ‘ Ayyy, that’s the spirit! I can’t wait to see you on TV again! That’ll be a return to remember, for certain! ‘ She put on a faux-serious facade at that last question. ‘ Yup. Toni Two-Belts. I gotta catch up to Zacky Three-Belts one of these days. But you know, one step at a time, yeah? ‘

“Yeh really think so? I might even top good ole Nikki B’s return!” Saraya spoke jokingly, Toni’s enthusiasm contagious. Her return to the ring was coming sooner rather than later, and she could hardly wait. The pale Brit had spent more than enough time on the sidelines, watching history happen, and she was ready to take part in it. “If anyone can take on Zacky Three-Belts, it’s you! I kinda wanna see you rip him a new one.”

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any of mutuals from scranton, or just Pennsylvania in general??

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 bornofhardknocks:

Welcome to the ring of hard knocks ;; Toni VS. Paige

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‘ Oh, man, I totally know what you’re thinking! ‘

Toni didn’t know what the other girl was thinking, but it didn’t stop her lips curling into a mischievous smile. It was in her nature to speak without thinking (or perhaps she was thinking; to be as Toni as she possibly could be at all times). The blonde pretended to inspect her fingernails for a moment before looking over at the other woman in the room.

‘ You’re thinking, “how did other bogans pull off my gain a championship at an incredibly young age trick?” ‘ she continued, ‘ Let me tell you, it isn’t easy. It took a lot of over-achieving that I’m so not cool for. You don’t seem like much of an over-achiever either, but Ma told me not to judge a book by its cover. ‘

She nodded her head, a smirk appearing on her lips at the opposite’s brash attitude. It reminded her of herself-- before her neck injury knocked her down a peg or two. Saraya nodded her head, running a hand through her freshly straightened locks. “Yer mum taught yeh right. Mighta slowed down a bit but I’m still tryin’ to be the hardest worker in tha room.... although yer catchin’ up to me! What is it they call ya? Toni Two-Belts?”

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gcldthrone:

              Keeping her posture when Saraya dared to reach around and pinch her ass was so hard on Mercedes, but she managed. She managed to keep her cool and not let the Brit’s actions phase her much. “I never once said it wouldn’t be worth it.” she added. “That’s just you putting words in my mouth now.” Mercedes chuckled before she reached out for her bag and began to roll it behind her. A few steps forward were taken before the bright haired woman turned her head and glanced at Saraya, giving her a knowing smirk and lifting her free hand to curl her index finger.

Saraya shook her head before following behind Mercedes, pulling the car keys out of her pocket and waggling them as she quickened her pace. “I knew I would win,” she teased as they exited the building. When they reached the car, Saraya pressed the button on the key fob that would open the trunk so Mercedes could put her gear in. She then jogged around to the passenger side of the car before opening the door. “Your chariot awaits.”

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gcldthrone:

              “Correct me if I’m wrong, but it sounds like someone is in a bit of a rush to get out of here for some reason.” Mercedes flashed a smirk at the Brit before she crossed her arms over her chest and let out a ‘hmm’ as she thought for a second. “Well… I was going to go and talk to some of the guys, and I told Pam that I would give her a call so… I don’t know. Seems like my schedule might be a little busy. How soon are we talking?” the older said and teased the other. Most of that wasn’t even the truth, except for the part about Pam but she could call her in the morning and tell her that she was too tired to call. “I might need some convincing to forget about doing all of that.”

Saraya rolled her eyes. “Phones exist, and if anyone understands about getting laid it’s Pam. Love the girl, but she can wait.” She gave Mercedes a wink, running a hand through her own locks. “And how exactly could I go about convincing you?” The Brit casually pinched Mercedes’ ass, looking away. “And as for the guys? Yeah, they can wait, too.” Saraya knew what game Mercedes was trying to play, and she loved every minute of it and what it led too. “You know it’ll be damn well worth it.”

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okay so my favorite drummer ever just messaged me back about doing my tattoo and ack

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My bones are smoldering And my knuckles are bloody. Forgive me. Forgive me.

“Aloud” (20/365)