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@doitwithflaiir

“You might not be a people person, but you’re one thousand percent a get bitches worked up and acting like they are in heat, person!” Ashley’s laughter soon filled the air, because the look on Jon’s face was rather hilarious, especially since it looked like he had no idea what she was talking about. “Don’t give me that look! I can’t tell you how many times I saw GIFS and pictures of you almost pulling your jeans down, on my Twitter and Instagram feeds. Not that I enjoyed seeing them or anything like that. Please! Nope. No way, not me.”

Jon chuckled beneath his breath but also smirked because he knew exactly what he was talking about. There was even a crew member who pointed that one moment out after they had filmed it and said that there were gonna be some people who enjoyed that scene for that reason alone. “No way? Not a chance? ‘cause you say one thing but you’re acting another way. Ain’t no shame in liking what you saw because trust me, when I had some time off, I put in a lot of effort to get a little more in-shape.” the male lowered his hands to his jeans and at this point, Jon was trying to be a shithead. He had to contain his laughter which was already trying to escape and he’s only pictured her reaction at this point. His hands undid his belt enough so that he could push down his jeans a little and brought his shirt up - almost mimicking what he did. “Here’s the squeal for ya. Think I could do a little more work? You’re a big gym nut. You could gimme a pointer or two.”

[tommasociampa]

⤷ raw｜11/26/18

[womensrevolutions]

[leakees]

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@qweendom

A date on the beach was definitely a far cry from the way Nikki and Jon found themselves on most nights, because usually they only saw the inside of a hotel room, more importantly, their bed. When Jon had let Nicole know where they were going that night, naturally, at first she thought he was totally pulling her leg, and they’d end up parked in a fast food joint’s parking lot, but it was definitely a welcome surprise, and change, when just the opposite happened, and now here they were, Nikki relaxing in Jon’s arms, as they just sat and took in the peace and quiet of such a relaxing evening, and the only sound that could be heard was the soothing sounds from the small bonfire they had burning. “So tell me something, what exactly am I going to owe you for putting all of this together for me? I know there has to be a catch to all of this!” Was playfully teased, as Nicole shifted in Jon’s arms, so she could lean up enough to place a quick kiss against his lips.

“It’s your birthday tomorrow!” the Ohioan expressed as he smiled and laughed. His plan was to go for something different than what she’s used to. Something that was clearly an idea. Less about the money spent and more about the moment they’d be able to share. “I figured we’d settle down out here for a little, relax and maybe drink a little,” he said as he pointed over to the cooler which he packed with some alcoholic beverages prior to bringing her out here. It was a great idea in his mind. Especially since he would have to catch a flight out tomorrow and wouldn’t be able to be with her. Maybe that was a good thing since she’d be able to spend the day with her sister. “And maybe, if you’re feeling up to it, we can go down the water for a swim - clothing optional since it’s late enough that you don’t need to worry ‘bout anyone.”

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qweendom‌:

“Oh me god, not yah too! ‘Ow many times do I ‘ave ta tell yah all, I’m fine! I feel fine, I look fabulous, and I’ll be back kicking everyone’s ass, before yah know it, and I’ll add yah to dat list as well if yah don’t stop babying me!” Okay, so her little exclamation wasn’t exactly true, because the concussion she had was no joke, and Becky was just now getting her memory back that she’d lost, and she was still having some headaches, but she wasn’t about to curl up and die, and let reckless Jax get the upper hand, nor was she going to let some bitch flirt with her boyfriend, right in her face, because while Becky trusted Jon, and knew in her heart he wouldn’t do anything to intentionally hurt her, it was other women she didn’t trust, at all. “Now wait just one second, baby boy. If I remember correctly, all it takes is maybe one or two drinks, before yer slightly white boy wasted, and tryin to remember yer own name. I still ‘aven’t forgotten da night yah were so drunk, yah thought I was Eva Marie!” A small shake of her head was given, because thank god that was before the two of them started dating, because Becky probably would have literally punched Jon in the face, if he would have mistaken her for another woman. “Anyway, are we goin back inside, or back to da hotel? Yah know we ‘ave an early flight home, since apparently I’m going to attempt to doin dat whole Thanksgiving meal dis year. Make fun of me cooking, I dare yah!” After saying those words, just so he’d know she was only kidding, Becky placed a quick kiss against Jon’s lips, before she waited for him to tell her what he wanted to do with the rest of their night.

There was honestly a small part of Jon that wanted to suggest staying a little longer - at least for another drink or two before heading back to the hotel room for the night. Another drink or two never hurt anyone. However, it felt as if the damage was already done. He couldn’t go back in there with that other woman lurking around. He would almost be asking for trouble if he suggested going back into that bar. That made the decision a little easier on him. After that kiss which she gave him, Jon took a deep breath and finally answered her question. “We can head back to the room. I know you’re gonna wanna be nice and rested tomorrow morning. Ain’t gonna keep the Lass up past her bedtime. Wouldn’t wanna see her get all cranky and snippy with me.” Jon reached for the Irish woman’s hand, laced their fingers together and gave her a gentle pull in the direction of where the car was parked. His other hand pulled the keys to the car out of his pocket and his thumb pressed down on the unlock button. “Who all is gonna be there or is it gonna just be the two of us? I dunno if you plan on flying out momma and poppa Quinn since I know you don’t really celebrate it out there in Ireland.”

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Okay, Mandy definitely wasn’t expecting for that kiss to feel as amazing as it did, and she’d had every intention of just kissing Jon, simply to mess with him, for the little joke he and Colby were apparently playing on her, but she was suddenly feeling things she wasn’t expecting to feel, and she wanted to kick herself, because once again, she’d gone and gotten herself caught up in feelings, she did not want to have. Mandy told herself from day one, she wasn’t going to get intimately involved with anyone she worked with, because she wanted to focus on her career, but once she pulled away from her kiss with Jon, and stared into those blue eyes that she could already feel would be her weakness, the words that flowed from her lips, surprised even herself, but at the same time, she had a feeling she wasn’t going to have one regret in saying them. “Merry Christmas indeed, and I wouldn’t mind making it an even more special Christmas for you, but seeing as how we kind of have an audience right now, how about you meet me at my hotel room, in another hour or so, and I can make good on that Christmas promise?” Before she gave him a chance to answer, Mandy made sure she leaned in close enough, so she could whisper her next set of words into Jon’s ear. “Room 359.”

I’m about to get laid tonight. Jon kept telling himself that in his head as it was the only thing that he could think of. A simple prank was about to lead to him getting the chance to hook up with one of the sexiest women on the roster. He needs to remind himself to thank Colby when he gets the chance. “Room 359. Got it.” Jon repeated to make sure he heard her right. “I’ll see ya there.” Jon said before he walked off - a little more confidence in his step as he approached the Intercontinental Champion. Jon didn’t say a word at first. He only pat Colby on the back and flashed a smirk at him and said one word: thanks. Colby still seemed very confused by all of this. Maybe a little jealous as well. That right there was enough to amuse the Lunatic but the rest of the night as about to be hell having to wait for it to end. The minutes seemed to go by slower the more he kept an eye on the clock. He just wanted to get there and in bed with her. Was that too much to ask for?

[ambrosesource]

[jonmoxlcy]

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“You know I’m right! I’m always right!” / from becks

Many people have been exiled from his life. Friends, Family and co-workers alike. It didn’t matter who you were. If you made him feel WEAK and VULNERABLE than you were out. There was, however, one person who seemed to understand his recent struggles. She was still a pain to deal with. Her confidence sometimes more obnoxious than charming, but she made him feel good. “Listen. You’re cute... but don’t ruin it by running that mouth of yours or I’ll have to put a muzzle on you.” Ambrose tilted his head and leaned back. Hand tightly wrapped around a bottle of water which he was drinking from.

@fatedfights

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“I’m searching… searching… oh. Well would you look at that. I couldn’t find any fucks to give.” / from ruby

"You know what I think? I think you’re full of shit acting like you don’t give a fuck.” the Lunatic stared at the tattooed female with this look of disgust currently occupying his face. For a moment, he almost wanted to walk away and not give her the time of day. Was she worth it? Was the worth the effort? Hell, Ambrose didn’t even really know who she was considering she had joined the brand during his time away from the ring.  “I think you probably care a lot. Maybe a little too much. You look like the kind of person. Acts all tough on the outside but is so soft once you get past all those ridiculous tattoos.” Most of his anger was currently leftover from his altercation in the ring with the man who he once called his brother. He was still on that high and needed to calm down before he went off, found Seth, and beat him down some more.

@fatedfights

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“I’m sorry, but my number of fucks to give has officially reached a negative number.” / from charlotte :///

"No fucks to give, huh? I bet it feels good to finally say ‘FUCK IT’ and remind everyone what you’re made of.” Had it not been obvious that he was speaking to Charlotte, you might’ve had every reason to believe that he was speaking to himself through a mirror. His rough, calloused hands came up and rested on her shoulder. The Queen being touched by this man who could probably pass off as a homeless man living on the streets of the kingdom she’s built. “I’ve watched ya quite a bit during my time off and I wanna know where it all went wrong. Why’d ya go so, soft? Is it because your friends made you weak? Don’t think you gotta worry about that now. Not anymore.” He had started speaking with this devilish grin on his face. It came so naturally. He couldn’t help himself. Ambrose was almost proud of the Queen. “Keep it up. Maybe now you can go ahead and prove that you ain’t Becky’s side-bitch.”

@historychangers

[vaememes]

kissy sentence starters.

“ is it bad i really want to kiss you right now? ” “ do me a favor, kiss my ass. ” “ they can all just kiss my ass. ” “ i kissed someone today. ” “ i kissed a girl/boy and i liked it. ” “ kissing burns calories you know. ” “ my lips really want to meet yours. ” “ so are we going to kiss or not? ” “ i sent you a bunch of kiss emojis. ” “ don’t talk, just kiss me. ” “ i really enjoyed our kiss last night. ” “ you make me want to kiss you. ” “ you owe me a kiss. ” “ pucker up. ” “ read my lips, no. ” “ your eyes say no but your lips say yes. ” “ i just want to kiss you. ” “ i miss your lips. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ blow a kiss my way for good luck. ” “ ever kiss in the rain? ” “ ever kiss under water? ” “ it was just a kiss, that’s all. ” “ a kiss doesn’t mean anything. ” “ i love when our lips meet. ” “ where do you want me to kiss you? ” “ i want to either kiss you or kill you right now. ” “ did you really just kiss him/her? ” “ friends aren’t allowed to kiss one another. ” “ kiss me one more time. ” “ want to make out? ” “ you’re a terrible kisser. ” “ teach me how to kiss? ” “ i remember our first kiss. ” “ your lips are calling my name. ” “ let’s just kiss already. ”

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A small tilt of her head was given, as the blonde found herself staring back at Jon for a few seconds, because why was all of this so amusing to him and Colby? Then it dawned on her, that the two of them thought they were being cute by playing some kind of prank on her, and making sure she and Jon just so happened to find themselves under that damn mistletoe together. Three could play this little game, however, because Jon and Colby both probably thought Mandy was just going to tell them both how stupid they were, and walk away, but so much for that, because she was about to throw them both for a loop, when she didn’t think twice about moving closer to Jon, so she could place both her hands on the side of his face, so she could proceed to place a mind blowing kiss against his lips, that she made sure lasted much longer than it really should have.

Jon was waiting for something. A comment calling the both of them idiots or maybe a slap across the face. Wouldn’t be the first time a woman has slapped him, however, it’s been a little while since the last time so his face wouldn’t be ready for the abuse of an open palm hit. And then she did something he wasn’t expecting whatsoever. In fact, her kiss caused his body to freeze in shock because it wasn’t ready for that. Jon could only imagine how shocked (and perhaps jealous) Colby was since his plan had backfired in Jon’s favor. Once he got past that initial shock, his body would move on instinct. Hands coming down to rest on the blonde’s waist while resisting the urge to cop a feel. He was already lucky enough to get a kiss. It’s better that he not ruin this. Ice-like blues closing behind their lids. Lips moving in sync with hers. Jon pulled away once he felt her pull away, but he didn’t pull that far. “Merry Christmas to me, huh?” he teased with the corner of his lips curving as he showed a smirk on his features.

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It was moments like these where Rebecca was really questioning if she should have listened to everyone when they tried to warn her about getting involved with Jonathan Good. Don’t do it, he’s a known flirt, he doesn’t know how to keep it in his pants, you’re only going to end up hurt. Those were all the things she’d been told over and over again, but much like everything in her life, when Becky wanted something, she didn’t let anything stop her from getting it, and she’d wanted Jon, for years now, and now that she had him, she wasn’t about to let all of that go, even if it meant she had to keep him in check, and let him know she wasn’t going to deal with him flirting with these blonde bimbos, right in front of her face. The self proclaimed Irish Lass kicker, found herself narrowing her eyes at the man she cared more about than anyone in the world, as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I’m not sure wha exactly yah thought all o’ dat was, but when another female, dat’s not me, not only offers yah a drink, but makes sure she sticks ‘er tits in yer face, and yah proceed to give ‘er dat grin that makes bitches, me included, weak in da knees, dat’s called flirting. I mean, thank god I was ‘ere! She could have slipped something in da damn thing, and took yah somewhere and had ‘er way with yah! Listen, just don’t do it again, because I swear I’m like five seconds from going back in dere and showing ‘er why I’m called da fucking man!”

His hand rubbed across his face as she continued to explain his flaws and he still swears that it was a complete accident. Jonathan Good was many things but one thing that he made sure that he wasn’t anymore was a damn cheater. Especially since he already had himself the most amazing woman possible. Jon during his younger days might’ve taken advantage of that but no. Not anymore. He couldn’t mess this relationship of. “First of all, you’re injured so why don’t you leave the fighting to the ring and keep it outta the streets before you get yourself hurt even more than you already are. Wouldn’t wanna see that title have to find a new home ‘cause of some blonde broad.” the words spilled from his mouth. He wasn’t speaking about himself, however, he wasn’t trying to move the conversation away from him. Jon would shake his head as a little snicker slipped past his lips. “And I’m offended you think I don’t know the basics of drinking. I saw the man pour it. I watched him. Made sure he didn’t slip anything into it. I ain’t dumb enough to take a drink from anyone - friend or stranger - unless I’m sure it ain’t drugged.”

[jimdrugfree]

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