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Reign Supreme.
AJ Lee hadn't been seen in the WWE for months, almost a year since her sudden retirement from in ring competition. Many rumors stated it was because she was pregnant, some said it was because she was fed up with the lack of talent within the company. Then there were the others that believed it was due to injury . One of these were true, that was for sure. AJ had retired from the ring due to the lack of real competition within the division. She had beaten nearly everyone, and had even stepped into the NXT light to take on new women like Bayley, but still; the WWE misused the division, keeping them below the male talent when in fact all AJ wanted to prove was that she could surpass them. She could step into a cell match , she could do a TLC match and make it worth while. And it wasn't until the #GiveDivasAChance movement that the females of the company finally began to find their recognition. With the likes of Sasha Banks, Becky Lynch, Charlotte, and other NXT talent being pulled up to fill the void in the division, the women finally made history by becoming female superstars. It was a very historic moment, especially when they finally relieved the butterfly Divas Championship title for a new cleaner and more eccentric WOMANS CHAMPIONSHIP. It was about damn time the women of the company began to fight for themselves, to fight for time in the ring, to fight to do what they love to do. Upon hearing about such a triumph, AJ found herself backstage at the weeks show, watching all the turmoil between the Authorities new puppets Seth Rollins and Nikki Bella, against the likes of the Anarchy group, Zoella and Dean Ambrose. It was only a matter of time before one of the teams were going to be short a person, and who better to ask to fill that final slot then the 2x Divas Champion herself, AJ Lee? With a skip in her step, AJ found her way towards the backstage black curtains that would lead out into the arena, a smirk spread across her lips. She had heard the rumors of her return throughout the internet, people missed her, so why would she NOT give them what they wanted? With a skip in her step as only AJ Lee could pull off, she found herself at the black curtains, a pink Love Bites tshirt cut and tied at her sides and shoulders a pair of jean shorts, a long pair of self logoed socks disappearing into her knee high pair of black CHUCKTAYLORS laced to perfection with pink laces. Let's light it up! Like shooting stars are Burning light up the sky. Let's light it up! Light it up, Light it up Light it tonight And with that easily recognizable theme came a roar from the crowd that filled the arena, AJ lee would emerge. They knew who she was, and even after being a way for so long, they still loved her. The moment her theme would begin, a smirk would spread across her lips, hearing the immediate pop of the crowd, a grin spreading across her lips as she pushed through the black curtains, a skip in her step as she found herself moving to the top of the ramp, small tip toe steps being taken before she came to a stop, taking in the strobing pink and purple lights that zoomed around the fans of Grand Rapids. God, did it feel good to be home. Pulling her hands free from her jean shorts, AJ broke into a skip as she made her way down the ramp, her hair fanning out behind her in the process. Making her way to the left of the right (entrance side), AJ would take the steps quickly, her left hand grabbing onto the top rope as she moved along the edge of the ring. Once on the right side of the ring, she would turn in a semi circle, placing her right hand on the top rope this time, her feet brushing the apron twice, back and forth before her right leg slid through the middle and top rope, followed by the bend of her body as she followed in suit. AJ wasted no time as she crossed the threshold of the ring, her right hand sticking out for a microphone. Her request was immediately followed as a microphone was placed in her hand, her fingers wrapping tight around the mic as she pulled it inwards and up to her chest. Tapping the top of the mic to silence the crowd, AJ would bring the microphone up to her slightly glossed lips. "LADIES AND NERDS, YOUR QUEEN HAS RETURNNNNNNED!!" She shouted into the microphone a laugh would pass her lips, her feet spread shoulder width apart as she situated herself in the middle of the ring. ; "Now, I know you guys are all wondering, why I, AJ Lee, have stepped back into the ring after such a long period away. Why? Because you ALL owe me a thank you." Aj would shrug her shoulders a grin spread across her lips. "You see, I worked my ass off every night when I stepped into this ring. I made this division something, I started this....Divas Revelotion. I did. Not Nikki Bella, not Paige, not even...I don't even remember the rest of their names." AJ would shake her head in disgust. "If anyone has the right to say they started this change in the WWE, it's me. These women couldn't even walk backstage to shake my hand after EVERYTHING I did for them. I made this division relevant again." AJ would press her lips together once more, shifting from side to side as she spoke. "If it wasn't for me carrying this division, it wouldn't even exist." She spoke truthfully, clearing her throat as she would turn her gaze towards the entrance ramp beneath the titantron. "And if there is anyone out there that thinks they can compare to me, that thinks they are the fraction of the woman I am, the champion I am, the wrestler I am, I dare them to come out right now."A smirk would spread across her lips as her hues would shift towards the entrance ramp still, a grin spreading across her lips as a giggle would soon follow. "That's what I thought."
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Forever wishing to have a relationship like theirs (っ♥‿♥)っ
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Pure happiness and super adorable.
A little girl tells AJ Lee that she’s the best at Wizard World Chicago Comic Con.
She is too pure for this world.
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Four am, and the rockstar I drank is still keeping me awake. Drabble time? Drabble time.
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And that is reality.
Do you wanna know what I see when I look in that ring? Honestly? A bunch of cheap, interchangeable, expendable, useless women. Women who have turned to reality television 'cause they just weren't gifted enough to be actresses. And they just weren't talented enough to be champion.
I have done more in one year than all of you have done in your entire collective careers. I have saved your Divas division, I have shattered glass ceilings, I have broken down doors. Why? So, so, a bunch of ungrateful, stiff, plastic manikins can waltz on through without even getting as much of a thank you? You guys can't even go backstage and shake my hand and look at me in the eyes because you know that I worked my entire life to get here, I gave my life to this and you were just handed fifteen minutes of fame. I didn't get here because I was cute, or because I came from a famous wrestling family, or because I sucked up to the right people. I got here because I am good. I earned this Championship and no matter how many red carpets you guys wanna walk in your four thousand dollars ridiculous heels, you will never be able to lace up my Chuck Taylors. You're all worthless excuses for women and you will never be able to touch me. And that is reality.
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Queens Rules.
( m u n ) Hi there! And thank you for taking the time to read through these. My name is Lauren and I’m 26 years old. I’ve been roleplaying for seven years across different websites; I’ve been on Tumblr since Jan. ‘17, roleplay.me since ‘13, and other sites in my seven years of roleplay. I know the ins and outs of roleplay, but as a sign of respect, I do take a glance at other writer’s rules to keep things running smoothly. I write with anyone of any age, so long as our muses are willing to work with one another. I do not write smut with anyone considered a minor; in fact, I don’t write smut with anyone other than the lovely human who writes the other half of our ship. I am an adult. Therefore, adult themes will apply and I will not sugarcoat my writing. I’m portraying a heel. So let that sink for a moment. However, I am a friendly ooc mun. So never be frightened! I am also a busy little bee, so activity will be more frequent on some days than others.
( i n t e r a c t i o n ) This is a SEMI-SELECTIVE blog. However, I’m more often to follow back, then not, as long as posts are tagged and writing (instead of dozens of memes and OOCposts) is evident. Too much OOC (more than once or twice a day) is a big reason I don’t follow back or unfollow. I just prefer a “clean” dash full of writing and fun interactions.However, I am not a strictly mutuals blog. I interact with people whether I follow them or not and vice versa.
My writing ranges from para to multiple paragraphs, depending on my muse. I am not picky with other people’s writing lengths. However, I do not respond to a single line greeter. I’ve tried it before and have determined it is not my cup of tea and gets rather boring really quickly. I need something to further an in character conversation or plot. ( s h i p p i n g ) I have no preference to shipping, BUT I will not get with any character out of the blue. We have to have chemistry. I want a writing soulmate, a best friend. If that is not you, be free little butterfly and find another poor soul to try your charm on. You can’t charm my pants off, sorry!
( d r a m a ) I am an adult. I don’t deal with drama. I won’t acknowledge child’s play. Let’s just write and have our muses interact. Please, no stealing anything I write/edit. I tag anything created on Photoshop by me and always credit those I reblog from. Please do the same.
( l i f e ) This is my only Tumblr roleplay blog and I own a roleplay account on another site. I’m also a busy mun in real life. Please never rush me. I write on my own time. However, if you feel I may have forgotten to respond to you, you may contact me on the matter. - - - - - Thank you for reading! And happy writing!~
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"Be the female SUPER HERO you want to see in the world"
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