#latin0cheat

[pinfalles-a]

this sun-drenched version of them is such a pretty mirror to april. seth extends his arms just like he did then, magnanimous and delighted. "daddy's home!" were dominik already on his leash, he'd tuck him under one arm and ruffle his hair hard, but for now he makes do with a casual slap on the shoulder. "here we are again, tough guy, 'cept this time it's all you. you feelin' good? you feelin' ready?" @latin0cheat, unprompted.

[d0wnsince]

smoke curls between his gold teeth, slipping out through the spaces between and reminding the night air, at the least, that he is a fanged creature. monday night has pulled out his claws once again, left him edging the watering hole as the greying big dog takes laps from his well. "ain't no janitors out here," he calls as the door opens, dom's hair making it out before his head does. jey knows a cornered animal when he sees one. "jus' me." if only. "come sit, jailbird. i know damn well you ain't smoke, so i'll keep it clean." - @latin0cheat unprompted.

[pinfalles-a]

thea's too close to him. even she knows that, the shook-up and carbonated girl almost nose to nose with one of the brightest boys on the roster and barely feeling an inch of shame. she smiles, only half-shy, the rest of it a toothy and animal thing, lip curling beneath her teeth. "you should come by more. or i should come to you. you don't- i mean, i could be ringside. rah, rah." her fingers splay, phantom pom-poms shaking. "you don't have anyone like that, like, right now, right?" @latin0cheat ♡.

[pinfalles-a]

𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 , 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

only rb if you're @latin0cheat .

[ma1nevents]

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐊: why live your life to someone else's plan?

his head rests heavy between his spread knees. jey's thumbnail digs and worries at one fraying end of the tape on his fingers - he'd lost the wrist wraps to the match earlier - peeling and pushing with an absent rhythm. pockets of loss ebb and flow backstage even while the cameras are rolling, which means no second of silence is sacred. could always be that the mysterio brat storms around the nearest corner, half talking to anyone in range and half seducing himself with the sound of his own voice.

"you askin' for real?" jey's eyes lift, all lash and attitude. he gets mean often, more so after a pin he saw coming. "or you askin' to fill space? 'cause you can go do that wit' your boys." @latin0cheat.

[ma1nevents]

@latin0cheat i almost died, and you're laughing? 𝙹𝙴𝚈 & 𝙳𝙾𝙼.

he's not just laughing — he's cracking up, head cradled in both hands. "man, you should'a-" jey wheezes, breaking again. moments like these remind him of being sat between his brothers in the backseat, middle child in all but name, knocking shoulders with either and making fun of both in the same giddy breath. "your li'l face, dawg. you was all-" he spares a second to mimic dom's expression, mouth parted, hands splayed. the replay of jey tossing him over the top rope has played no less than four times since last week, and they've had this conversation every single time. "that's what you was like, uce!"

[pinfalles]

@latin0cheat "i'll be like a lamb to the fucking slaughter." 𝙻𝙸𝚅 & 𝙳𝙾𝙼.

"no! no," liv all but scolds, holding his perfect face in her perfect palms. he fits so sweet between her hands, her thumbs resting ever gentle at the corners of his pouting lips. "look, we'll figure it out. finn and jd, they're — they're just being sore losers right now, mhm? and you'll have me and raquel, we'll be right there." she strokes through his hair softly, tongue working her gum behind her teeth as she thinks. "what about el grande? you've been talking to him, right?"

[pinfalles]

@latin0cheat “the world revolves around him.” 𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 & 𝙳𝙾𝙼.

no one can argue with the force that dom's dad is. nathan won't even try, and that's saying something, because nathan will argue about a stiff breeze if he's restless enough. it's just that dom bangs on all the bloody time, and after the ninth insistence in as many minutes that rey mysterio is the devil reborn and warmed up, it gets a bit old. "right, yeah," nathan nods, listless, leaning over to snatch a fistful of popcorn from the pristine bowl in dom's lap. he'd asked for it to be passed a little while ago, but his standing in the clubhouse is so shaky that he can't tell if he's being ignored or dom's really just that vacant. "bit much. um, didn't you say you were the king, like, an hour ago?"