📲 [Kingslayer] even from several feet away I can tell your staring at my chest
📲 [Kingslayer] 🙄🙄 can you not be so obvious 😋😋
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📲 [Kingslayer] even from several feet away I can tell your staring at my chest
📲 [Kingslayer] 🙄🙄 can you not be so obvious 😋😋
@iowasown
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Survivor Series just wasn’t the same without The Man. Becky was supposed to be out there giving Ronda Rousey the beat down of a lifetime. Not Charlotte Flair. Not again. Becky had chosen her, because she knew her rival would get the job done. But oh how much Becky had longed to be in the ring; Ronda’s arm locked into the Dis-Arm-Her, until bones and tendons were close to snapping.
Instead, she had lingered around backstage. It was the closest she could be to the action without actually being stuck at home. The concussion and broken nose she was suffering from was uncomfortable, but manageable for the time being. And hey, at least The Champ could still walk around with the belt in tow to remind everyone just who she was...The Man.
Making her way to catering for a bite to eat, Becky spoke very few words as she passed by several people she used to be good friends with. It seemed as though everyone had come to accept the status Becky Lynch now held around the WWE, everyone except for one person...Seth Rollins. Apparently taking the moniker of The Man had rubbed him the wrong way, but had given Becky much delight. However, she knew, as soon as she stepped into the canteen, that her meal was going to be anything but peaceful with the aforementioned wrestler hanging around.
Walking to a table lined with salad and other leafy greens, Becky grabbed a to-go container and started to fill it with all the makings of a perfect quinoa salad actively choosing to ignore Seth, until she absolutely had to interact with him.
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Seth had been acting stubborn and ignoring her pleads not to fight Brock tonight at SummerSlam, but he knew in his heart that he had what it took to once again slay the beast. Even when no one believed in him, he believed in himself. He remained headstrong and determined to not only prove everyone wrong, but to also get redemption on the beast for causing him so much pain and agony in the recent weeks.
“I understand why you were afraid, why you were scared of me fighting him tonight. I know you were worried because you care, because you love me. All I wanted was you to have faith in me, for you to believe that I could do it, that I could beat him.” He let out a sigh of relief when she hugged him, an exhausted and breathless tone cracked from his mouth. “It’s okay, Rena. It’s over now. You don’t have to apologize.”
seth was battered and bruised, but he wasn’t down for the count. rena was so thankful that someone up above was watching over him this whole time. she lets go of him after what feels like forever and reaches up to cup his face. her cheeks were moist from the quiet tears of relief and guilt that strolled down her cheeks while she held him as close to her form as possible. ❝ grazie dio.. ❞ she whispers in her mother tongue as one hand quickly wiped away the new forming tears away from her eyes.
"Do you believe in me now?"
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rena could not believe her eyes when she watched seth pin brock clean and win back the universal championship after losing it less than a month ago. she has begged and pleaded to him to back down, stay with her so he could fully recover after the vicious beating he took that monday night. seeing him coughing up blood terrified her. she barely slept at all that night.
❝ i do.. ❞ she spoke barely above a whisper, the guilt as clear as day. rena rushed towards him, practically throwing herself at him as her arms loop around his neck, hugging him tightly. ❝ i’m sorry, seth.. i’m sorry.. i was just so worried. ❞
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rena: don’t fight brock, he’ll probably hurt you to the point where you’ll be out for a while
seth: no, i have to fight him sunday
- sunday comes -
seth: *beats brock clean*
rena:
“ if they don’t stop hitting you up i’ll end up hitting them down. ”
“Aw, is someone jealous?” Alexis smirked, arms crossed over her chest as she looked up at the Universal Champion. “No need to be jealous, babe. You should know that you’re the only one for me.” She moved closer to him, arms wrapping around his waist as she looked up at him. “I promise, okay? There’s no need for you to get jealous. But if it means you’ll get a little extra rough with me...” She mumbled softly, biting down on the corner of her bottom lip lightly. “I definitely wouldn’t mind that one bit.”
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❛❛ Keep your voice down. ❜❜ She hissed, she was wishing they weren’t having this conversation in the hallway but she knew he wasn’t going to give up. Frankie shook her head as she finally confessed to him what she was feeling. The second generation wrestler had actually spoken to her mother about it and she had been told if that’s what she thought she was then she needed to cut off things with Colby. He was too high profile and she was too new to actually be involved in something like that, she could rat around, her mother knew what that was like. So she made the painful choice to actually ignore Colby, not return phone calls and keep texts short, she made up the excuse that she was being kept busy down at the Performance Center but now there was no excuse. ❛❛ But isn’t it just always sex? ❜❜ the thing was, the younger of the two could be wrong, she could be seeing it as something completely different, she thought it was all about sex so she kept him there, but even she started to feel things for him that she couldn’t explain. ❛❛ I just thought that it was all you wanted.❜❜ she whispered that part, had she been completely wrong.
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❛❛ Frankie, can we please talk? I've been stressing out and I don't know how to talk to you anymore. It's just that -- you have been distant with me and I would like to know why. ❜❜
❛❛ right now isn’t a good time. ❜❜ she lied, she’d finished with her access signing for the day and was on her way to get ready for the Hall of Fame ceremony but that was hours from now. She kept her head down as she walked away from the Rumble Winner but she could tell he was following her and she stopped once she knew they were in a quiet place so they could talk. He wasn’t wrong and that’s the part that she knew she couldn’t deny. ❛❛ i don’t want to be a booty call. ❜❜ arms crossing over her chest, she leaned against the wall, that’s how she saw herself was nothing but a cheap fuck for the hopeful champion and maybe she didn’t like it. but she didn’t think there could be anything else for them but that.