dean ambrose @cute-weird-psycho-blog - Tumblr Blog

if you want a nice body, go get it. if you want to become a lawyer, study your ass off. if you want nice hair, pick a style and get it done. stop being afraid and motivate yourself. find yourself. find your happiness, because it’s out there waiting for you.

awesome-ambrose-world-deactivat

Shield appreciation ❤️

cute-weird-psycho-blog

oh god ... are there onions in my room !? istg

Nico: Oh gods, this is so hot

Leo: Is this because of me? *smirks*

Will: Or me? *winks*

Nico: I need water *walks away*

Percy: buT YOU TOLD ME THAT I'M NOT YOUR TYPE!

jonmoxlcy

happy 31st birthday, renee young (▰˘◡˘▰)

guys , do size matter ? like , if u want to do something you have passion for , something your interested in . does size matter ?

dadotnetofficial

Dean having a little fun at the Fairfax live event - video credit to anarvela

cute-weird-psycho-blog

HAHAHHAAHAHAHA

im sad that dean lost but nobody can be champion forever . somebody's bound to take the title from dean and im happy it was aj . aj deserves it too , he has amazing in-ring wrestling skills and he's quite good on the mic . but one thing for sure i know , wwe fans are gonna turn their back on aj 😂 its sad aint it . first , they'll be rooting for aj and the moment aj wins , give it a few weeks . everybody will be saying " aj's stale " , " aj's boring " . but im rooting for our cupcake dean to get the championship back 😙 cause after all he is the lunatic :)

#wwe dean ambrose #smackdown #raw #wwe #talking smack #smackdown live #aj styles vs dean ambrose #dirty deeds #the lunatic fringe #styles clash #soccer mom #the phenomenal one #backlash 2016 #wwe fans #true #well done aj #thank you dean #sad #happy

mythoughtsxxblog

It’s truly sad that whenever a wrestler, who many rooted for, finally wins the title, fans turn on them and no longer enjoys them as champion. It happens almost all the time. When they’re no longer the “underdog” they’re all the sudden not worth cheering for anymore.

cute-weird-psycho-blog

PREACH

baellins

2nd anniversary

Dean Ambrose x Reader

I was in backstage talking to Nikki and Mella before our fight when suddenly, my boyfriend of two years approached us.

“Hello beautiful girls” he said and put his hands in my waist “And hello babygirl”

“Hi Dean” The girls said at the same time with a big smile on their face.

“Can I stole this girl just for a few seconds? I swear I’ll return” He did not expect an answer and he was carrying me across the room. “Okay, now that we have this moment… can we had this amazing dinner tonight in that fancy restaurant that you want to go? I want our 2nd anniversary amazing”

“Dean, it will be amazing even if we are just in your apartment, eating cereal in our pajamas” I said while I put my arms around his neck.

“You are saying that you prefer a dinner at my apartment instead of a fancy restaurant?” He said laughin and kissing me quickly.

“Yep, but you have to cook and please, don’t burn your kitchen”

“It happened only once and it was your fault. How did you come out of the room only with my shirt?” He kissed my cheeks.

“Well, it’s not my fault you’re weak.” I said and laugh for his face. “And now, if you don’t mind, I need to go to the ring”

I tried to let go of his grip but he squeezed my waist stronger. He put his mouth to my ear and told me slowly. “Well sweetheart, after our dinner I can show you that im everything except weak” He let me go and when I turn to go with Nikki and Mella, who were watching our entertaining scene, Dean slap my ass so hard. “Good luck in that match (y/n), I want to see you destroying those girls.”

—-

“You understand that I had to go to my apartment to prepare our dinner, right? See you later! Love u, my baby”

I had just finished my match and was in my locker room when that message from Dean came; I actually thought he was going to decline my idea because, well, he’s not the best cooking.

“Today is your second anniversary, right?” Nattie asked you. I sat back in my couch and undone my combat boots.

“Yep, it has been a long road” A big smile crossed your face.

“You guys looks so happy together” Becky said and laugh “Also, Dean is really at your feet (y/n), he is so in love with you.”

“Yep, it’s like everytime he’s talkin’ with the guys, somehow he must be talking about you” Nattie said and hugged me “I never seen you so happy (y/n) and crearly, you deserve all of this.”

Well, I was a lucky girl

—

I parked in front of Dean’s apartment. This week the shows will be in his hometown and well, so we don’t need a hotel room to stay. I hurried over to the door and before I could even knock, the door was swinging open to reveal my disheveled boyfriend.

“Hey,” I laughed, stepping in as he stepped to the side. Dean closed the door and locked it, turning and wrapping his arms around you tightly. “You okay?” you murmured, hugging him back just as tightly.

“Just missed you,” he said into your hair. You heard him take a deep breath and then he let you go, letting his hand stay connected with yours. He led you into the kitchen, where there were plates of pasta. You snorted a laugh.

“What a fancy dinner,” I teased him, taking off my light coat and draping it over the chair, sitting down. He sat next to me instead of across; he didn’t like being too far away.

“Oh, shut up,” he laughed, shoving your shoulder lightly. “It’s your fault because you said you want a dinner here and It’s my fault because I did what you wanted” I pouted at him playfully and then scooped a bite of pasta into my mouth.

“Mmm, this is actually really good,” I told him with a mouthful of sauce and pasta. He made a face and then laughed, starting to eat as well. There are a few minutes of silence as I shoveled pasta into my mouth, not caring about looking good.

Dean stopped and watched me lovingly for a few seconds. I shot him a confused look, still rolling carbs into my mouth without pausing.

“I remember clearly the first time I saw you you. I was with Roman and then you appear singing this shitty song with Paige and you didn’t care that you sing horrible.“ I give him a mad face” Sorry babe but you know it’s true. Well, like I said, I saw you and the only thing that I said to Roman was “I don’t know who is that girl but I want her to be mine.” “He laughed so hard and continued” Also, I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror…” he trailed off in wonder. I snorted and choked on pasta, making Dean rush to smack on my back. The pasta dislodged from my throat and I gave him an offended look.

“Are you saying I’m not as pretty as you thought when you asked me out?” I asked, giving him my best angry look. Dean bit his lip guiltily and then shrugged. “DEAN!” I shouted, not able to hold back my laugh. Dean laughed with me.

“I may have thought that you were absolutely perfect when I first gathered the courage to ask you out,” he started, making me smile genuinely and shyly. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him as he leaned forward and rested his forehead on mine. “But seeing you like this, messy and, to be honest, kind of gross—” Dean was cut off by me gasping and smacking his arm, moving a few inches away. He laughed loudly and pulled me back, letting his nose nudge against mine. I could feel his breath on my lips as he spoke, his green eyes never leaving mine. “As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted, seeing you like this, the real you, the one that you only show to me, has made me fall in love with you.”

“I love you too, Dean, so much” I whispered, smiling softly at him. I inched forward, nudging his nose with mine the same way he did earlier. His gaze darted down to my lips and he met me halfway, pressing his lips against mine deeply.

“I know that you do, (y/n) and I am very grateful to have someone like you in my life. You have been with me every step I take, I am with you in every achievement you have and I want it to be this way for the rest of our lives” He got up and slowly kneels beside me. Tears welled in our eyes quickly as I saw what he did. “God knows that im so in love with you (y/n) everybody in the company know it, damn, even our fans know that I’m very stupid for you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, have ‘little Dean’s’ and ‘little (y/n)’s’ running around our house.” He put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small black box. “(y/n), sweetheart, will you give me the pleasure of marrying me?”

My hands were shaking and I could barely breathe but I managed to speak raggedly. “Oh my God, Dean, this is… damn, of course that I want to marry you, love. Fuck, I can’t breathe” I was crying when I finished speaking.

“No, sweetheart, don’t cry.” He wipes my cheeks delicately. “You just make me the happiest man in the world, (y/n). This is the second best day of my life” He said and kissed my cheek.

“When was the first?” I laughed and put my hands on his face.

“The day I meet you” He said and give me the most sweetest smile in the world.

“Oh, you are such a romantic man, Dean Ambrose.” I kiss him deeply.

“Well, this romantic and happy man is going to show you how much in love is with you.” He said as he placed the ring on my finger and carried me in his arms. “Also, I’m going to punish you”

“Oh, why?” I give him a worried look.

“Sweetheart, remember that early in the stadium, you called me weak?”