SCHMUCK.

#notTragic. private & canon divergent paige rp. by kait.

[wnq-writers]

She sins to forget that she has a heart.

Maram Rimawi (via wnq-writers)

[nottragic-x]

                      PAIGE KNIGHT : PERSONALITY INDICATORS 

[leakees]

[batstobed-blog]

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[paigescream-deactivated20230814]

[totaldivasepisodes]

[extremeviki54]

[elizabethchihaia]

[sonyadeville]

[nottragic-x]

@ofunderdogs​

                        THERE’S A DARKNESS TO HER GAZE, jaw locked and teeth grinding against themselves while she sat on the very edge of the bed – feet hanging freely over the edge. This was unhealthy, for both of them. The constant chop and change of their schedules, the no-strings mentality that kept telling herself still existed between them. But that was the problem. Strings had been more than attached, feelings had grown deep-rooted and had anyone have asked her off guard, she’d say they were an item. 

But lucky for her, she was rarely to be caught in such a vulnerable manner. Only two people had seen her in a state she’d refer to as vulnerable since she had closed to door to her emotions. Those two people were her mother, and him. Sami. That was one too many people for her liking, hell, she didn’t even like the fact that her mother had seen her in such a state. But she was less concerned about the latter and more the former. So she began to ponder the thought of ending it. It wasn’t fair on Sami anymore, and she knew she couldn’t give the commitment needed in a functioning relationship. She was doing this for Sami, was what she decided. He deserved someone who’d give him the world ------ while she couldn’t even scrounge for a star. 

Though she second she turned back to his sleeping figure, she had to force away from the smile that wanted to break through her composure. He was so innocent and pure; a person she knew only even had genuine intentions and would never take something, or someone, for granted. He was at the polar opposite end the scale to Paige. Everything that Paige wasn’t Sami was, and more. He practically radiated happiness and positivity, like the sun, he was always so warm – even to the touch. Paige was nothing like him, would never be anything like him and she knew of this. This is why she needed to put a stop to... whatever it was they had been doing. But the swirling feeling deep in her stomach wanted him. Feel the warmth of his arms cradling her, the sound of his voice while it was gruff with sleep saying her name with the first light of the morning.   ‘ Dammit Sami. ’  He’d gotten under her skin, that was for sure. Gotten under it enough for her eyes to grow red and sting with the prosperity of tears bordering on the corners of her eyes just begging for a blink so they could be released. Dammit.   

‘ hey, wake up. ’   She spoke soft, hand going to his shoulder with a gentle shove. Should she have waited until morning? Yes. Would this decision seem brash in the morning? Yes. Which is why she needed to tell him now before she’d side against it. Maybe, just maybe, if she told him aloud that she couldn’t be that person that something inside of her would change ---- but she highly doubted that.    ‘ Sami... C’mon wake up. ’

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@huganomics  

             ------------ CUTE. That was the only word Paige could even relate Bayley too. She wasn’t intimidating, nor did Paige find her the slightest bit powerful. Never heard of anyone’s cause of death being hugged, it was joke worthy, to her. She’d near grown up next to Bayley in NXT, saw her at her highest and lowest of moments. She was an amazing wrestler, sure. Paige would never take that qualification away from her, but a threat? That single thought was enough to cause her lips to curl into a smile soaked of sarcasm and a snort of disbelief to erupt from deep within her. 

It was cute how innocent she made herself, her hair in that high ponytail like some child while it was dressed with that ridiculous headband. She was a child who still wanted to be her favourite wrestler and nothing more. Cruel? Perhaps. But Paige was never raised to be kind. Hence came the long and drawled out calling of Bayley’s name, her accent thick with the vowels as her feet skipped her toward the older woman, grin permanently plastered on her face. 

‘YANNO ---- babe, you’d be so much more.... what’s the word? ’  She was practically circling Bayley, doc martins dragging along the vinyl floor before her finger hooked up under that damn headband to draw it back and snap!   ‘ Better off without this stupid little band. ’  A head tilt to the left followed, her frame bending in front of Bayley till she was eye level. Tongue flicking out and over her teeth while her eyes gave the smaller woman a quick once over. The word pathetic was practically itching at the tip of her tongue, begging for the opportunity to be voiced. 

                                  ‘ Don’t ya think? ’

[thearchitectwwe-deactivated2020]

[dumbfukk]

I’m jealous of this 6 year old little boy :I

[nottragic-x]

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[nottragic-x]

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[lickofdeath]

I would headbutt a bitch