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[sistergurl-x716]

ALL OF THIS!!!!

[sydsaint]

TAZ!!!!!!! FUCK HIM UP DAD!!!!!

[baybaysbaybay]

Happy Father's day to the only daddy that matter's to ne

[avoiding-the-parentals-deactiva]

Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

[nimurea]

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

[sydsaint]

Daddy Magic NEVER misses a Daniel Garcia match. now that's the father we all need.

[sistergurl-x716]

What I absolutely hate is somebody close by me shouting as I am trying to read, especially as I am trying to unlock my socials 😭😭😭 Not giving me time to think & comprehend so i can go back to doin what i do!!!

[mjfass]

They are fucking insane OH MY GOD

[baybaysbaybay]

Randy's personality trait is treacherous 😭😭 the man is INNOCENT of any crimes of treachery!

[sistergurl-x716]

The furthest thing away from the truth about Randy Orton ever is what you just said.

[princedevitt]

[sistergurl-x716]

😍😍🥵💕💯

[sydsaint]

Heyyy snake daddy <3

Summary: The reader continues to have problems with the way her brother Roman and cousins Solo and Jimmy are acting as The Bloodline. She regrets not leaving with Jey but doesn't see a way out now. Luckily for her, Randy Orton is an observant man.

The SUV pulls to a stop and Solo and Jimmy both exit the front seats of the car. You get open your passenger side door and come around the car, rolling your eyes at the way Jimmy jumps to get Roman's door for him. Paul meets with the group and everyone heads down to the locker room.

"Right, sorry." You perk up at the bass in your brothers tone.

"YN." Roman prompts you as everyone is heading to the locker room.

"Yeah?" You reply blankly.

Roman glances down at you walking at his side. "I want you out with Jimmy for his match against AJ tonight." He informs you.

"Okay." You nod. "Solo, too?" You ask him.

"No. Solo has some other stuff to take care of tonight." Roman shakes his head.

You nod again and everyone files into the locker room. You find an empty seat and pull out your phone to wait for Jimmy's match. Boredom takes over almost instantly. You hate being cooped up in the locker room every week. But Roman being your older brother, he makes sure to keep a close eye on you at all times.

"I skipped lunch, so I'm going to swing by catering before Jimmy's match." The silence of the locker room becomes to much after a while.

"Take, Solo." Roman replies almost instantly.

You turn around and face Roman with a sigh. "To catering?" You protest. "What's going to happen to me down there? I eat to much?" You glare at him.

"Fine." Roman rolls his eyes, not in the mood to argue with you tonight. "But don't linger down there." He warns you. "Come right back."

"Yes, dad." You roll your eyes right back at your brother before walking off.

You make your way down to catering and browse the selection of foods they have set out. You land on a sweet-looking pastry and pick one up before finding an empty seat at a table to eat. You could take your food back to Roman's locker room. But you'd rather do anything than have to trudge back to that hell-hole right away.

You enjoy your food in silence and absently scroll through your phone. But your comfortable silence it cut short when Austin Theory happens by you all alone and can't help himself.

"YN! What's going on, gorgeous?" Theory asks you with a grin.

"Austin." You look up over your phone at him. "I'm eating, obviously." You nod down to your food.

Austin sits down opposite of you, clearly not getting the hint. "It good?" He asks you.

"Delicious." You reply dryly. "Can I help you, Austin?" You ask him plainly.

"Come on, YN." Austin replies. "I can't sit down and have a friendly chat with my favorite girl?" He asks you.

You roll your eyes and put your phone away. You mean to just leave Theory hanging high and dry but before you can someone intervenes.

"Get lost. Now." Randy Orton looms over Austin with a no-nonsense look on his face.

You lock eyes with Orton, silently giving him a thankful look. Austin get's spooked and scurries off to find where Grayson went. Randy remains in front of the table until Austin is gone before he turns to you.

"You alright?" Randy asks you in a gentle tone.

"Fine, thanks." You nod. "I swear he never knows when to take a hint." You add in an annoyed tone.

Randy nods and lingers at the table for a moment. "Mind if I sit?" He asks you after a moment. "Make sure that Theory doesn't come back around?" He asks.

[sistergurl-x716]

I've seen Randy Orton hit the RKO an endless amount of times in my life that I am in the point where, hell, I manifest Randy Orton hits ME with the RKO. I can take it!!

[alyyaanna]

Randall Keith Orton is gonna be the death of me.

[alyyaanna]

Randall Keith Orton is gonna be the death of me.

[sydsaint]

Daddy's Home!!!!!!

Summary: Things are looking bleak for the reader when she's facing The Bloodline alone. Luckily for her, a certain someone is about to make a comeback. And he's looking for allies against The Bloodline.

Another week on Raw and another week struggling to keep afloat with The Bloodline constantly trying to force you into their group.

"Bayley wait! Come on, don't leave me out here!" You plead with your opponent who's just pulled a win from out under you.

"Sorry, Y/N." Bayley shrugs as she passes you. "But I'm not getting involved in this." She purses her lips into a line and walks off.

You pull yourself off the mat, body shaking from being overexerted in your match. You huff out quick breaths and struggle to your feet, knowing that Jimmy and Solo will soon show up.

Sure enough, Jimmy's music hits and he descends the ramp with Solo at his side. You make it to your feet but have to force yourself to stop and catch your breath.

"Y/N! Tough loss, baby." Jimmy hops onto the apron cooing at you. "See, this is why you need us! We can make sure you ain't ever lose again." He insists as he passes through the ropes.

"How many times do I have to tell you no?" You growl, still leaning on the ring ropes for support.

Jimmy makes his way across the ring toward you while Solo comes around to stand on the floor below you. You're trapped once again. 

"Simple, shorty. Until you decide to join us, we always gonna be here for you." Jimmy explains with a grin. "It's up to you how long this goes on for." 

You groan and prepare for another tiring 10-minute argument. Your body aches from your match with Bayley and finally giving in crosses your mind for a split second. Working for Roman can't be that bad right? 

Just when you're about to maybe give in and agree to Roman's terms, Randy Orton's music blasts through the arena speakers. You knew that Orton made a comeback over the weekend. But why the in hell he's out here now, you don't know. 

Jimmy turns around sharply as Randy makes a B-line for the ring. Randy disposes of Jimmy with ease and sends him packing. Solo retreats for the moment and joins Jimmy at the top of the ramp. 

"Hey, you alright?" Randy walks over to you once Jimmy and Solo are gone. 

"Yeah, thanks." You nod, slowly regaining your strength. "Sorry, do you mind parting the ring ropes for me? My knees are killing me." You ask sheepishly.

Randy nods and parts the ring ropes for you. You carefully slip through them and head down the stairs and up the ramp. Randy hops down from the apron and walks backstage with you. 

"So, what are Jimmy and Solo so interested in you for?" Randy casually asks as you walk with him. "Old boyfriend or something?" 

"No, nothing like that." You sneer at the idea. "Roman wants someone female to join his idiotic little group. And apparently, I'm his prime candidate." You explain. 

Randy nods and directs you over to where a couple of trainers are waiting to check you out. "Right. And I'm assuming that you don't want anything to do with them?" He asks you. 

"Not in the slightest." You shake your head. "Why?" You turn to him curiously. 

Randy shrugs and steps back a bit so the trainers can get to your side. "We can talk more about it later. You should go ahead and get looked at." He gestures to the trainers. "How about we meet up after the show?" He suggests. 

"Yeah, okay." You nod. "I'll meet up with you backstage later." 

Randy nods and walks off so you are alone with the trainers. They look you over and determine that you tweaked your knee during your match with Bayley. But other than that and some general fatigue, you're in perfect health. You head back to your locker room for a quick rinse and change. 

When you get back to your locker room Shotzi is there waiting for you. 

"Hey, Shotzi." You greet your odd friend as you come through the door. 

"Y/N! I am so sorry I didn't come out to help you!" Shotzi jumps up and attacks you in a hug. "I was in a photoshoot and didn't find out until like 5 minutes ago." She explains. 

You smile and hug her back tightly before pushing her off you. "It's alright, Shotzi." You assure her. "I actually got some help from someone else." A small grin plays on your face. 

"I know!" Shotzi squeals. "Randy Orton helping you out with Jimmy and Solo? What was that all about?" She teases you. 

"I have no clue." You shrug. "But he asked to meet up with me after the show." You add. "Which is why I so need to shower." 

Shotzi's mouth hangs open as she's being her usual over-the-top self. "Oh my gosh! Y/N, girl. What is with you and attracting all the dllfs around here?" She asks you. "I mean, Roman? Then I so saw LA Knight checking you out at the airport earlier today. And now, Randy Orton?" 

"I have no idea." You shrug. "Maybe I'm just that irresistible." You joke with a laugh before disappearing to shower.    You have a quick shower and find Shotzi gone when you come back out to the locker room. Assuming that she had something else to do and you'll see her again at the hotel later, you get changed and head out. 

You barely make it to the backstage area when you spot Randy hanging out waiting for you. Slinging your back over your shoulder, you make your way over to him. 

"Hey, Randy." You wave to Orton nervously. 

"Y/N, hey. Thanks for meeting me." Randy waves back at you. "How are you? Everything goes alright with the trainers?" He asks you. 

You nod and blush over the fact that Orton is taking an interest in your well-being. "Yeah, just a tweaked knee is all." You assure him. "So, what did you want to talk about?" You ask him. 

"It's about The Bloodline." Randy briefly explains. "I'm sure you probably know that it was them who put me out for so long?" He asks you. 

"Yeah, I remember." You nod. "It was brutal, man." 

Randy's jaw twitches at the memory and he nods. "Well, I'm back now. And It's time that I took some revenge." He explains in a stern tone. "And I'd like your help. If you're willing." He adds. 

"You want my help?" You point to yourself in surprise. "Why me?" You can't help but ask. 

Randy shrugs again, his gaze falling on you rather than darting randomly around the room like it has been. "You've already got a problem with them." He reminds you. "Plus I've seen you in the ring before. You're one hell of a competitor. Which is probably why Roman is so adamant about recruiting you." He adds. 

"Thanks." You bite the inside of your lip. 

"I'm going to need backup if I'm going to do this," Randy explains further. "And you seemed like the best choice. So, what do you think, Y/N? You in?" He asks you. 

You remain silent for a moment and mull over your options. You can almost hear Shotzi screaming at you to take the offer. And frankly, you'd be delusional to turn it down. 

"Yeah, I'm in." You take a deep breath for giving Randy an answer. 

Randy nods and retrieves his phone from his pocket. You watch him unlock it before handing it to you. "Great. Put your number in there and we'll talk more later." He explains. "Right now I've got some work stuff to do. But we'll catch up soon, alright?"

"Yeah, alright." You nod and put your number into Randy's phone. 

Randy takes his phone back and walks off. You remain in place and try to process everything that's just happened to you. One thing you do know for sure though. Shotzi is going to FREAK when you tell her. 

[mjfass]

New ask game: Reblog if you want your followers to tell you which wrestler has a similar energy to yours.

[genderqueerdykes]

people who can't pass credit checks still need housing. people who don't have credit at all still need housing. people who can't pass criminal background checks still need housing. people who have been evicted before still need housing. people with past unpaid rent still need housing. people who can't take out loans still need housing. people who can't pay off their mountains of debt still need housing. people who don't or can't work still deserve housing. housing is not an "investment". housing is not the act of "borrowing" property from someone else.

housing is necessary for human survival, no matter how poor, disabled, addicted, insane, or bad with money someone is. every single person on this planet requires housing. everyone. money does not belong in the affairs of housing. housing does not wait for money to come. housing is a human right, that EVERY human deserves, regardless of how much money they make, if any.

[freakin-nightmare]

RANDAL YOU FINE ASS MAN.....