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CONTACT ID — FUTURE BABY DA !
sms – delivered : how was that for showing cena he’s no longer the big man on campus? sms – delivered : i felt all the testosterone quickly flee from his body in fear of being inferior to the real big man.
♡ — @PEACEIINWAR // CLOSED.
❝ paige. paige! ❞ the curtain was THROWN to the side as she pushed her way backstage, head turning this way and that in search of the dark haired woman. ❝ ‘ey! ❞ she caught sight of her and quickened her pace to catch up with the woman that she’d known for more years than she could count. reaching out, she snagged the all too familiar leather jacket to halt paige in her steps and moved until she could position herself in front of the general manager.
❝ ‘m beggin’ ya’ t’ let me do d’is ... ❞ she had tried with the medical staff and they had shot her down. they were taking her moment away. ❝ ya’ KNOW me. ya’ know me probably better d’an ANYONE else, ya’ KNOW d’at i can fight. ❞ she released her hold on paige’s jacket, her expression pleading. ❝ d’is is my CHANCE. ya’ can’t let d’em take it away from me. ❞
// @peaceiinwar
🖤┊ ❝ @peaceiinwar ❞┊ [ continued from HERE ]
“Oh lucky you, lord knows how many times I have had that talk with myself, and always end up ignoring...myself.” A short laugh escaped the blonde woman, understanding how absurdly crazy her statement sounded. Sometimes you get tired of eating healthy all the damn time, or trying to!”
A SHORT FIVE MONTHS AGO, SHE TOOK HER LEAVE FROM IN–RING COMPETITION. there was no place for her in the ring, competing day after day, week after week; at least that’s what she thought. after her deflating loss to charlotte at summerslam, the fiery red–head chose to hang up her boots and head down to the performance center. becky thought her skills could be more useful down there, helping the superstars of tomorrow. of course, it helped that she could be closer to jason. being on the road while he trained people in orlando was a pain in the ass, but now she would be with him always, just like they wanted it. to her, that was all that mattered, and she wasn’t saying goodbye to the wrestling world. this was just a new chapter in her story.
the past week was rough on her body. she experienced an all over achy feel, nausea and vomiting among other symptoms. but then the biggest one hit her like a brick wall–—–she was late. like any woman in her situation would do, rebecca purchased a home pregnancy test from the local drugstore ( three of them to be exact, as a rush of adrenaline hit her from the excitement ) and headed home to use them. once she’d completed the instructions of all three, she waited until the results came, and soon enough she had the answer in her hand.
“ jason! ” a widespread grin formed on her lips while she headed into the living area of their home, seeing her beloved on the sofa. the three sticks stuck in the back pocket of her jeans, becky approached the sofa with a fluttering happiness inside her. sitting strategically across his lap so that she could access the tests at any time to show him the news, she plopped down with her arms around his neck. “ got some news fer ya, ” reaching into the back pocket, she whipped the tests out, showing him with an abundance of enthusiasm. “ how’s it feel t’ know you’re gonna be a da? ”
♡ — @PEACEIINWAR // CLOSED !
❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜ / from trish!
meme ( accepting ) // @peaceiinwar
Luck wasn’t exactly on his side, it seemed. Jeff had already received his fair share of beatings throughout his life, but THIS — this took the cake. His entire body was rattled with pain, from the base of his neck all the way down his spine. His mesh shirt had been ripped in more places than he could count, streaks of angry red blooming over an otherwise pale and bare chest. But even though he struggled to keep himself upright the whole time, the young high-flyer somehow managed to stay on his feet.
Granted, he had no idea how close Trish was standing until he willed his eyes to focus in front of him. She was so close he could feel her warmth — so close he could smell the fragrance clinging to her skin. Her presence alone was so inviting, so comforting, he almost felt the need to crane closer. Would she be offended if he laid his head on her shoulder for a little while?
“— Huh?” Shaking the stars out of his vision and every wandering thought out of his mind, Jeff reached up and carded a hand through his damp hair, multi-colored tendrils slicked back away from his face. “Yeah, no, I—” A momentary wince, but it disappeared once he shifted his weight from one foot to another. “I’m okay. Not the worst ass-whoopin’ I’ve ever taken.” And through his pain, a hint of a smile. “... Are, uh... Are you okay?”
& / for nikki and aleister!
♡ — @PEACEIINWARTEXT SYMBOLS // ACCEPTING !
♡ – send “ & ” for a loving text !
CONTACT ID — MIJN LEVEN !
sms – delivered : it’s nearly two in the morn, but i can’t sleep. there is just so much on my mind. i wish i could tell you. sms – delivered : you’ll find out in due time, i promise. but one thing i can tell you is that you are the absolute love of my life, and you’ll understand soon.
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Phil had figured, after dating for so long, Nicole would’ve been used to his antics by now. Not that he was complaining about this or anything, the Chicago native enjoyed pressing his girlfriend’s buttons more than a typical boyfriend should. “You want to kiss me, after all of my teasing and playing, yet I’m the stupid one?” The male shook his head slightly, smirking to himself at his girlfriend’s flawed logic. “Brush your teeth first, and I’ll think about it. You know I have a thing!” Another onslaught of fun and games, at his woman's expense, when he got rolling, it was hard for him to stop. Nicole knew this better than anyone.
THERE WAS AN ANGER BREWING INSIDE OF ELIAS THAT HE'D DONE HIS BEST TO PUSH AWAY FOR WEEKS NOW. every time that smug meathead and his scrappy-doo sidekick got the best of him elias shoved down that feeling; it was the same feeling he'd let control him for so long, made him hate the fans who made this business what it was. this new leaf he'd turned over had made him ENJOY being in the ring again and he didn't plan on letting that go any time soon -- but nights like tonight made it hard not to let that darkness seep back into him. he'd won. he should've walked into the back like a hero and instead he limped past the curtain, remembering the CRACK of one of his guitars across his spine. elias shoved the trainer off that tried examining him and he retreated farther into the back ( away from the prying, judging eyes ) but he nearly collided with a small figure as he turned the corner -- his massive form stopping just short of barreling her over.
" would you watch where you're going ?! " he barked out, jaw set in a hard line as he glared down at peyton. a moment later he winced and the defensive stiffness in his shoulders lessened, face slacking. HE WOULDN'T BE THAT PERSON. " sorry...rough night... " as if giving her a gesture of good will, he side stepped to let her pass and ran a hand through his unruly mane.
@peaceiinwar / starter call !
