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          “Well, look whose finally returned t’bring t’e fight to t’e yard,” Becky grins, strutting backstage and away from the police, thankful she isn’t being booked overnight or anything. “Glad t’see ya back, big dog. Hope t’see ya kickin’ some ass soon.” She admits, her voice becoming soft and sincere.

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               Stumbling backstage, Seth clutches at his arm in a hiss of pain, head tilting backwards as pain radiates up his body. Fucking assholes, he thinks, trying not to show just how much he’s hurting, looking for Ambrose and Reigns, wondering where they went to, how they are and what their next plan of damn action is going to be. His head pounds as he stumbles over his feet, frowning, shouting for his two friends and not finding them. / @jcggernaut wanted this.

[0rton]

@jcggernaut

“why did you quit my game for netflix? did it look like i was done with the xbox?”

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@jcggernaut / sc. 

                     ice packs are strapped to his elbow and back, leather && gold laid across his lap as he sits backstage. taking along needed break, he barely moves when roman approaches, but a smile spreads across his lips. he hurts && he’s exhausted, but none the less he reaches his uninjured arm out for roman to lean in for the much needed hug. a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, even if he paid his price for it ; if nothing else, he’d finally succeeded. he was bringing the universal title home, && if he had it his way, roman would be one of the first to get a shot at it. ❛ we did it, uce. ❜ whispered words, because he still can’t believe it. still can’t believe that the new side-plates on the title are his. 

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@jcggernaut //

being stuck at home with an injury was always a double edge sword for randy. he relished in the time off to relax and see his daughter. but, at the same time, he was bored. there was nothing to do. alanna was too old to hang out with her dad every single day; she wanted to see her friends during her summer vacation and it wasn’t like samantha would willingly surrender her at a  moments notice to her ex-husband. he didn’t blame her, necessarily; he’d be the same if he was the one who had full custody while she was on the road at all times.

but, he was still bored. any friends he had were with the company; he wasn’t home even a fraction of enough to make friends outside of it, and luckily for him, he had no friends in high school, so there were no obligations to people he knew since his youth. and all he was left with was wrestling. whether it was in the form of being by his dad or watching back old matches or even keeping up with the current product.

and every week, it seemed like the theme was the same. joe was always on some kind of rampage, always kicking someone’s ass. naturally, it led to a facetime call accompanied by a stupid little smirk. he didn’t even give joe a chance to answer before he began to speak,

“your anger makes me tingly.”

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✿✿✿✿ <3

Send "✿" For my muse to give yours a bouquet of flowers. // @jcggernaut

stepping into his line of view, he held out a bouquet of roses witha dumb grin on his face -- “pretty flowers for a pretty boy.”

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@jcggernaut // starter call.

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[0rton]

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“SO ----” he’s eying the other just ever so slightly, giving him something of a once over, just to make sure the guy was still in one whole piece. “did you literally pass out during that match, or are you just that damn good at working me? ‘cause, i’m a little concerned, especially after that, uh...” cue randy’s finger coming up to brush just under the (finally) closed up cut along his hairline to finish off his sentence.