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@brassringed
an independent, kayfabe only, wrestling multimuse. this is a sideblog to @moneywalk and all follows will come from there. focusing on storyline evolution and completion, connections are welcome and ims / discord are open to those who ask. written by deeds and ruled by none, mun and muses are all 21+, mature content is likely and discretion is advised. standard roleplay rules apply, muse list and tracked tags can be found under the cut.
not to say i've been in the throes of a mental breakdown or anything, but ya deeds has been in the throes of a mental breakdown. through this whole mess, i've made #decisions. gonna go ahead and remake. gonna put all my eggs back in one basket. gonna be a little more ~selective. goooonna focus on more thought out plots. gonna eat an apple. gonna drink some water. gonna NOT let my brain get the better of me. gonna put down the glock. blah blah blah, i've needed some space and i'm not gonna be very chatty for a bit. sorry if i stressed ya out. that's just my ~thing i guess.
was there even a point in talking anymore? was there even a point in being family anymore? jimmy had become such a cold person and the more jey listened to his big brother the more he just wanted to slap the taste out of his mouth. but he would wait. he would wait until he was done talking. ❝ i'm where i'm at right now because of us. not just you, uce. we've been doing this for a long time. we created something beautiful and special. i thought it was a bond that we would have for a life time. but you betrayed it. you betrayed me. and you betrayed us, uce. all for what? to kiss ass our cousin. you know that's all you're going to be doin. but if you came back to me, we could be back on top. doin what we do best. winning championships and making history, uce. just come back to me. ❞
" us ? " pitch spikes, eyes widen, and jimmy's the image of disgruntled. he's raised on the toes of his jordans, tongue wetting lips till he's all but smacking them.
" if it wasn't for me, you'd still be lickin' the chief's boots ! " the kick heard round the world.. that's what they'd called it. the night jimmy pulled the trigger jey'd been sleeping on for months. years. the night he'd cut his brother free just to watch him wander off and play it for himself. watched jey try to take the crown.. watched him. jimmy's tired of watching. his chin's gone higher, that sliver of space between them being squashed with a step. two. " you wanna talk about betrayal ? i been takin' L's fo' yo' ass for years, an' how you go and repay me ? " pause for dramatic effect, he can't let it linger long enough to stick the landing. legs are froggy ; he's already leapt. already chewed his way through the breath they'd shared since the womb. " you go in for yourself, uce ! cause that's how you do. all about jey, right ? ungrateful. "
@brassringed + jey: closed starter.
❝ i don't know what to say to ya anymore, uce. you still my brother. but just by blood. this is the 2nd time you cost me the title. & i miss you man. you're my other half. but i'm tired of this shit. i'm tired of you. and i'm tired of the damn bloodline. it's over now. when it comes to wrestlemania, it's you. and it's me. we gona end this, uce. even after everything you done to me, i still love you. you is always going to be my brother. but it's about me beating you and it's going to happen at wrestlemania. ❞
jey's talking. he knows he's talking, but jimmy's been deaf since he'd opened his mouth. stands, unusually quiet, while his brother gets some imaginary weight off his chest. the one he'd know all about for having hauled it around, year after year after year. taking care of him. holding his hand. fighting his fights. listening to him as he made choices.. mistakes. wound up on the short end of one of jey's many, many short straws. " you doin' a lotta talkin' for someone who ain't ever been grateful a day in his life. you where you at cause i put you there. "
SummerSlam || August 21 - 2021
@turpitudae said , " what if only one of us gets out ? "
it's a question that only bears as much weight as he allows it to. appears weightless, grows fat with attention spared ; drew eyes it with scrutiny, nose scrunched and lips finding a purse that's only briefly considerate. imitates a look of consideration before he's back to the spit shine of leather boots. back to the pull of laces and a huff when their tightness turns choked, " then i s'pose only one'a us will be gettin' out. " without context it's broad. malformed. as ill - conceived as all things between them have ever been. " if ya worry too much, it'll not be you. "
@sevenbulletsavior asked , what if your life went differently? where do you think you'd be?
" oh we playin' hypotheticals now ? " for a man whose chosen to no longer look in his rearview, the question sits awkward and lopsided. it wobbles the longer jey looks at it, tongue pressed to the backs of gold teeth for all it takes to dig up an answer worth giving. pave the way with a shrug and the sort of indifference he knows will lack needed potency, but it comes easier than most. " ey, figure i'd be champ by now, yeah ? " sounds good enough. optimism that stands stalwart, unshaken for how it's been through wringers and storms. " you got an opinion ? cmon, i can take it. where you think i'd be at ? "
PROMPTS FOR CURIOUS HYPOTHETICALS * assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
do you think you would have liked me if we met back then?
if i asked you to marry me... right now... what would you say?
could you ever imagine us together?
what if we're not meant to survive this?
if you found out you only had 24 hours to live, what would you do?
what if your life went differently? where do you think you'd be?
i bet we would have been best friends as kids.
could you imagine a world like that?
would you say yes if i asked you on a date?
what if only one of us gets out?
i wish we'd dated sooner.
what if they don't like me?
what superpower would you choose, if you had to pick one?
i wonder what that would be like.
i bet we'd be married by now, if things had gone differently.
i'll never stop considering the "what-ifs."
have you ever pictured us as a couple?
what does your perfect future look like?
do you think you might see me as more than a friend?
ever thought about the future?
what if we're not meant to be together?
but what if there's only one bed? what then?
if we get through this, what's the first thing we should do?
where do you see yourself in ten years?
if a higher power exists... i wonder what they think of us.
maybe we could try going on a date. see what happens.
i've always wondered if you'd ever look my way.
what words would [name] use to describe you?
what would be your strategy for an apocalypse?
could you ever see me as something more?
if we ever make it out of here, where will we go?
what do you think lies ahead?
what if i'm not meant to do this?
if we get trapped, we need to come up with a plan.
have you ever wondered what our kids would look like?
is there more to life than this?
do you ever wish we'd met each other sooner?
i always wonder what would have happened.
if you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?
if you could snap your fingers right now and be anywhere you want, where would you pick?
do you think we have any chance of surviving this?
i'm trying to picture a world where we get through this in one piece.
what if this doesn't end well?
what if we get stuck there?
if a genie gave you three wishes, what would you ask for?
what if everyone stares at me?
what if i'm not cut out for this?
it's been 84 years... i'mma be doin' some maintenance on here, moving muses around, seeing who stays and who goes and who may be added etc. y'all should be ashamed of yourselves for sticking around this long while i've idled. gross.
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PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2
over a year ago, i made this meme & since then, it’s blown up. so, over a year later — i thought i would make a new one. so here it is, after several requests & a pile of brains, THE PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2 send me a ✿ and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
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“[…] I think he’s the absolute best guy who’s come up in a long time. I know I can have a really good match with him and it’s entertaining- he’s a fun guy for me to beat up, that’s all I can say.” - Randy Orton
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(text): oh, there’s plenty of names i want to call you.
(text): insufferable is tame in comparison to the rest.
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rumble of laughter quakes the space between them, eyes scan the room from the bottom of his cousins sneakers to the twitch of his upper lip, can’t deny it, roman would probably be balling a fist if the tables were turned too. “ sit yo’ ass down “ wasn’t any need for it, they could throw punches, swing fists and spit venomous words all day long if they wanted, wouldn’t get them anywhere, wouldn’t achieve anything, wouldn’t leave either one of them in a different place to where they were now [ … ] but that was the problem for everyone. not just jey. universal payload by the name of roman reigns, top of the unreachable mountain, in between the entire locker room and the gold plated belts they all so desperately wanted to hold above their own heads, laughable, really. he’s got enough humility to respect the guts of anyone willing to try, the patience of a saint handing out free rides to the island of relevancy, and jey’s already reached the LIMIT of chances.
“ i played my part, you been blessed by the chief, got yo’ own chant now and everything “ there’s amusement dancing the edge of his features, eyes alight with some form of menacing entertainment, “ you all outta’ chances to roll up on me like that, uce. you ain’t get the job done, now you gotta’ kick it with cody, ‘cus oh wait, he couldn’t do it neither. “
THAT'S HIS PROBLEM, he thinks. that's roman's problem. how he barks and assumes everyone will listen. and he's accepted the part he'd played in getting him to that illusion. can look his guilt in the face, nod in greeting, and move on. but each day that rolls by, adds itself to the heap of the others, tells jey he's the only one moving on. he's the only one trying to shake off the callouses that'd hardened over the years. let himself breathe. remember how to smile. remember what it was like marching to his own beat. and every time he thinks he's got the rhythm down, someone else comes to knock it off - key.
so he doesn't balk. meets an order that fashions itself rhetorical with a raised chin and a fine gaze that tries, furtively, to undress a resentment that etches at the edges. he's not his brothers. roman points the path to crawl towards forgiveness and he gives it his back. but.. there's always an itch. it begins in his soles and jolts an electric course en route towards a want to make life easy again. have eyes looking over his shoulders for him. save his neck the crane. " ——ain't get the job done.. " he'll have to thank him for that mouth of his some day.
he could light a room as quick as a pyre with it. a smile that sparks in diamonds and gold.. jey's licking his lips. he's tasting an anger both their blood knows and rejecting the twitch in his fingers to act upon it. " ey, i ain't about to start makin' excuses. you an' i both know how things went down, but it good uce. it good. " jimmy wouldn't always be there for him. roman would learn the hard way what it was like to rely on him. just like he'd learn how solo's patience had limits. " an' 'm good too. "
the bottom gets caught, a lip between teeth he tugs as the nods come. " 'm really good at climbin', uce. " up every ladder that's ever been set before him. climbing over bodies. " you taught me that. " how to step on throats and shoulders and the desperately clinging fingers of others. until his pride stopped stinging over short - cuts when he did so. " so ey, i'm at the back of the line ! 's all good. cause i'mma cut it an' you—— " leant back, features thoughtful, he spares his cousin the once - over of casual, considerate appraisal, " ——i know you be sweatin' at the other end. "
