#nghtmrbt

[hartbreakxd]

{ 𝑆𝐻𝐴𝑊𝑁 𝑀𝐼.𝐶𝐻𝐴𝐸𝐿𝑆 // 𝐶𝐿𝑂𝑆𝐸𝐷 𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅 } || @nghtmrbt

The pressure to consistently be great at work was becoming overwhelming. Granted Shawn was perfection EVERY night, but that didn't change the fact that the anxiety of his comrades was beginning to affect him too. With many of them botching each night, they looked to him, HBK, to get the job done. It was a role he was no doubt born to play, but it was a lot easier when his best friends were around all the time. Sure he had Hunter now, but with Hunter on the receiving end of Vince's ire these days, it left little time for them to have alone time; to shoot the breeze and relax as road husband and wife. It left Shawn alone to navigate the waters at the top while Hunt was still paying for the curtain call. Vince. The prick. But oh well. Least he was able to spend the weekend with Kevin to take his mind off of it. With a beer in hand, Shawn finally removed his hand from the cooler and as he turned, he nearly collided with a face he'd never seen before.

"Whoa..." He stumbled back, grabbing the counter to break his own fall. He was so lost in his own head that he found himself muttering an apology. "Didn't hear ya come up behind me so sorry."

[defeatsthem]

@nghtmrbt said: there are teeth marks on everything he loves. (aj for max about youknowwho)

April remained legally bound to Punk in marriage, a necessity for his sinister scheme to unfold effectively. He had consistently advised her to withhold the delivery of the divorce documents until the moment least anticipated came to fruition. However, the reality was that he required her patience to persist, enabling him to systematically dismantle everything dear to Phil, insidiously eroding it from within. While unquestionably a malicious approach to their conflict, Maxwell harbored no concern or remorse whatsoever.

Summoned to their residence by her even while he was absent for reasons unknown, Max would have been foolish to reject the invitation. He believed in doing whatever was necessary to advance himself. Acquiring what he desired from her proved astonishingly simple, as she appeared delicate and readily inclined to share. Maybe Phil should divert his attention to his deteriorating marriage instead of their rivalry, yet Max felt unfazed. Embracing the role of a deceptive figure came naturally to him, a guise he wore with confidence as he concealed his true intentions.

"They look good on you," he murmurs confidently against her neck, his presence lingering above her petite form nestled amidst the sheets. Maxwell knew full well that he'd notice the marks on her skin, but only if he'd intend to spend more than a handful of time with April. "You think these will hold you over until we do this again?" he quips as he glances over at his phone on the charging dock beside them before glancing back down into her innocent hues, "Tell me that when you inevitably fuck him again, you'll be thinking of me."

[brothersgrim]

(rhea just for funsies)

He says ditch Dom and then he'll talk

[brothersgrim]

(aj for girlfriend aaaaapp<3)

"You forgot the top right. That's four bingo's for you."

[getucey]

situational gif prompt #1 m/f ( from rheaaaaa )

&. 𝚂𝙸𝚃𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙶𝙸𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂

after constantly trying to get on the good side of the locker room, jey turned to the judgement day to give him some kind of comfort in knowing he had someone who had his back. to show his commitment to the group, he dyed the back of his hair purple, wearing purple to let everyone know where he alliance stands.

the one person he had turned to was rhea who acknowledged his presence within the group, he came to befriend her even though he should be friends with dominik mysterio who has the same experience with his family. jey found himself attracted to the woman who was with the kid, felt so taboo. she was beautiful, smart and powerful, just everything he wanted in a woman. he just stayed away out of respect for his newfound brother, not wanting to ruin in a good thing.

temptation has been haunting him no matter where he went or what he did, getting harder each day he was close to her. he only found himself given in once he saw that leather skirt hugging those thick thighs. he ran the pads of his fingers along her thighs as his brown hues looked at her face. " i'm beginning to think you wore this to tease me. "

[egotstical]

@nghtmrbt continued from here

Max didn't really enjoy drinking much. He disliked how most alcoholic drinks burned his throat and tasted like battery acid. The bar's atmosphere always put him on edge, as if every pair of eyes in the room was determined to make him feel uncomfortable. However, in reality, it was just one pair of eyes across the room, burning a hole into him. It wasn't until she was heading over to him that he downed the majority of his drink in one fell swoop.

Outside the bar now, nestled on the pier as the cool night sky settled in, Max sat next to April. The silence from her was welcomed, even though he knew it wouldn't last. Not with the amount of alcohol she'd probably drank this evening.

Still, he found solace in the silence and his eyes looked up into the night sky for a moment before a shaky, vulnerable breath would try to break whatever obvious tension was lingering between them. "Have you been okay?" He quips, knowing the path he'd set her on just for his own personal gain.

Max felt guilty. Empathetic. He shouldn't have used her like he did but there was no way he could go back in time to change things, even if he'd begged God to. Despite asking the question of if she was okay, Max kept a reasonable distance between them... because he knew if he got too close, he'd fall back into the same old cycle. "I should've never done what I did." He finally bites, admitting his guilt through an equally shaky breath. "I'm, uh... I'm sorry."

[queenofgone]

@nghtmrbt sent: i thought you were with someone else. (dom for nattie boo later on)

"And just who would that person be, huh? 'Cause that sure is news to me." One of Nat's pet peeves when it came to people, is when someone made an absentminded assumption over nothing. Nattie looked at her pet up and down, raising a brow while tapping her right foot as she impatienly waited for an answer. "Well?"

[defeatsthem]

@nghtmrbt said: i am not a creature that was born. i am a fire that was set. (aj @ mox)

Branded as mad by those around him, Jon was positioned on the floor. His back rested against a stack of crates, and his knuckles were clenched together with such force that the pressure drained the color from his skin, leaving it an eerie white. He then shifted his torso, inclining it towards the woman who stood in front of him, as she continued to babble on with her nonsensical words. "You're saying you're the fire and I'm the gasoline or... what are you getting at exactly?"