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[wickedwyrmsa]

@lasskickcr || continued from here

          Even though, Jon had been trying to provoke some sort of reaction all evening, he was surprised when the red-head had pulled him down and smashed their mouths together. There was nothing passionated about the kiss, nothing lusting. However, it did not leave him uneffected. Rebecca was too much of a good girl to just kiss a rough man like him. 

          Yet, he decided not to bring it up to her. His liking for her had taken over in the past weeks but, whenever he tried starting a conversation about something that wasn’t banter or work related, she would shy away so he had decided to not to anything and just let things happen. Apparently, it worked quite well. A cheeky grin appeared on his lips.

          “Yeah I’ll make sure to be here. Maybe next time I can already find my inner peace or whatever the fuck that dude was rambling about.” He laughed again, distracting both of them from what just happened, about the instructions the yoga teacher had given them. “Don’t you think the best part about all of this is that I was the only dude in there yet, I could bend my body in more ways that most of the chicks.” It was a perk coming with their work, yet it brought more laughter out of him. 

[queenofhartsxoarchived-blog]

//BREAKING NEWS: local cat wife still loves her irish badass wife. @lasskickcr 🧡🖤

[mysliwcearchived]

--- SMS --- Beckster [ sent ] You do deserve it. [ sent ] And you will get it. [ sent ] And I’m sure, now, you understand. [ sent ] I wish I could be there. But in your heart, I am [ sent ] I am so proud of you.. / @lasskickcr is fucking getting this, gimme a hell yeah!

[andagony]

she  looked   different.   obviously.   time  and  all  that.   but  she  looked  different  from  what  he’d   expected.   not  that  scraped  knees  and  pigtails  were  a  common  look  for   o l d e r ?   women ?   that  cherry  on  the  cake.   the  reason  quill  kept  staring,  even  now,  days  after  the  revelation  and  reintroductions  had  settled  with  the  dust  and  debris  of  his  crashed  shuttle.   bex ——— his   bex,  the  one  still  alive  and  chasing  him  in  his  memories,  all  missing  teeth  and  freckled  cheeks  among  fireflies  and  weeping  willows ——— was  all  grown  up.  tumbles  of  fiery  red  to  frame  her  face  and  a  different  sort  of  smile  than  the  one  he’d  kept  hold  of  for  decades.   bordering  on  an  air  of  coyness  that  felt  disproportionate  and  upheld  his  distance  for  the  hollow - cheeked  suspicion  he’d  laid  on  thick  all  morning.       “   riiiiight . . .  i’m  not  saying  i’m  not  buying  your  story,  i’m  just  saying  that  it  sounds  ridiculous  and  completely  made  up,  that’s  all.   ”       as  if  nothing  had  changed.   as  if,  if  he  were  bold  enough,  he’d  find  that  her  hand  fit  in  his  perfectly  and  he  could  have  made  a  break  for  it  without  fear  she’d  not  be  able  to   keep  up.   NOTHING   survived  that  long  without  taking  its  hits.   a  person  couldn’t  smile  through  life  forever.       “   why  don’t  you  cut  the  bull  and  tell  me  what’s   really   going  on.   how  come,  the  one  time  i  end  up  back  on  this  rock,  you   somehow   know  about  it  and  are  here  to  pick  me  up  ?   ”

                 @lasskickcr  ———  that smol s. c. !!

[thcrcghbrvdarchived-blog]

               He could stay, there was no doubt about that. Hell, he wanted to stay, really. But Roman knew that in about thirty minutes, Becky would be gaining the urge for some form of food and well, he was the one who went to buy her the food she wanted, she craved. And he had no problems doing so, he loved it, admittedly, but the woman in front of him, the small tease in front of him was coming forward with the most adorable pout and Roman knew, he just knew, he was going to let himself be distracted. Sure, her cravings were a nightly basis. And sure, this was a nightly ritual between them now, but it’s like neither of them learned, hilariously enough. “If I stay, ya can’t get mad at me for not having whatever food you crave later on t’night,” he teases lightly, leaning forward himself to respond to the woman’s kiss. / @lasskickcr originally posted this.

[missxles]

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❝ how can ya’ NOT like puns? ‘nd why do ya’ have t’ go gettin’ MAD at me for sayin’ d'em? ya’ knew w'at ya’ were gettin’ into w'en d'is happened. ❞ ANYONEthat knew her, or knew OF her, would have known that PUNS were a MUST in her life. she couldn’t go a DAY without one, why would TODAY be anyDIFFERENT?  ❝ ya’ need t’ LIGHTEN up d’ere lexie. stop bein’ so VIOLENT‘nd threatenin’ me will get ya’ NOWHERE. ❞

stretching out a foot, and making sure that she was on the edge of the bed already, a knowing little GRIN appearing on her face.  ❝ w’at was it d’ey call ya’? ‘FIVE FEET OF FURY’? can ya’ even REACH me? ❞

“I like a good pun, but not when I´m trying to SLEEP.” Lexie informed her with a roll of her eyes. It was way past midnight and while she really didn´t mind sharing the bed she minded the puns. Especially the ones about her being small. 

“Hey now. Watch OUT!” she grabbed a pillow then and threw it at the other woman, though it served more as a distraction as Lexie rolled herself over and went straight for Becky´s ribs. Even if she wasn´t ticklish she could AT LEAST poke her for a bit. That would serve her right.

[misguidedwarriors]

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               It was everything Mercedes ever dreamed of... at least to a certain extent it was. Her dreams featured her as the one atop the ladder, theme playing in the background and the prize held in her hands but this was a good step in the right direction at least. “I’m hurting soooo much, dude, and I don’t think I even did that much in the match. I feel like I could’ve done so much more,” she said as she rubbed her hand against her lower back - a location where the pain was resonating from but applying some pressure did help ease it a little bit. A nice nights sleep would surely do her wonders. “And I got to step in the ring with you and Ashley again! It feels like it’s been so long and I missed it so much.” The words came with her laughter following them.