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[topeconarchive-blog]

“what? yer lookin’ at me like ‘ve got ten ‘eads.” a frown finds its way to Fergal's face before he adds. “ya look like shite. ya alrigh’?”

teen ! finnlynch || @tragicfated

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                       her match was brutal. she hurt  e v e r y w h e r e  there was to hurt. the live event took everything out of her and she just wanted to curl up and go to sleep, hoping the next day everything would feel fine even though she was FAR smarter than that. trudging backstage with anguish painted on her face, the first person she saw was the only one she wanted to see. her feet led her to him, her body nearly  c o l l a p s i n g  into his. becky wrapped her arms around her fellow irishman before sniffling, resting her head on his chest. listening to his heart was a calming experience and right now that’s all she needed; to be calmed and feel SAFE.

                    He HATED seeing her like this. OF COURSE they all knew that this was what they did for a living, and he was PROUD of her for what she had accomplished and how she kept fighting her way to the TOP, but that didn´t mean that he felt his heart DROP whenever he saw her like this. Her body collided into hers before he could even say anything and he wrapped his arms around her, just HOLDING her. “Hey…now.” He eventually whispered, carefully running one hand up her back and TANGLING it into her hair. “Ya did GREAT out there,”

[fightingcchance]

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{ TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } You’ve gotta be kidding me. { TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } Why the fuck do you ever think it’s a good idea to go out drinking by yourself? { TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } You could have invited me. { TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } Then maybe you wouldn’t be in this mess. { TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } You’ve been there all night? What the fuck?  { TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } I know where you mean, I’m on my way. { TEXT → Bad Influence || SENT } Honestly, I wonder about you sometimes.

[falltogrvce]

@valiantbeings #secondcitybatman

                    she shouldn’t have run when the walkers came towards her --- daryl taught her to defend herself, she should’ve stayed put like he told her. but when it came to FLIGHT VS FIGHT, flight always won. she shouldn’t have dropped her bag --- so many mistakes had been made, on her part, and how she was lost, by herself. only a knife to defend herself as boots crunched against dead leaves and twigs. 

                     blue eyes landed on a head full of shaggy hair and almost immediately, her heart skipped a beat --- had she found him ?! ❛  dar--- ❜ pausing as soon as it left her mouth, eyes finally registering the man --- too many tattoos. it wasn’t daryl, not even close. stepping back now and scrambling for her knife, the young blonde quickly had it pointed at the man in front of her. ❛ ... don’t come any closer. ❜

[devilsfavoritediva]

@valiantbeings liked for a starter*

April emerged from her office clad in sweats and her fourth mug of coffee for the day. She’d spent most of her day writing and blocking out the rest of the world, but she desperately needed to take a break from that. She walked downstairs and saw Phil sitting on the couch watching something on TV. “Guess who finally left the bat cave?” She called out. AJ set her mug down on their coffee table before she laid on the couch. She settled her head on Phil’s lap, pulled a blanket over herself and looked up at him with a lopsided grin. “Watcha watchin’?”

[wickedarchive]

starter call // @valiantbeings

FRANTIC movements — hands twitching, fingers thrumming off-beat to a non-existent song. Shoulders jerking forward. He’s a m e s s. The heel turn, working with Kevin again, it was fucking with his head in the best and worst ways possible. It was one of the many, many things Rami wanted when he first signed to the WWE; upon title wins and victories, Wrestlemania, making history. He’d been to Wrestlemania — l o s t — made history as the first ever Syrian champion in NXT — l o s t it in two months — won plenty of matches — but he’d l o s t more. He’s been there for four years, almost five, and the most he’d really accomplished was being the one who should’ve won but came up short or had his opportunities squashed by others. But Shane promised him Smackdown would be different — yet everything felt the same. He’d be placed in the spotlight and he’d shine like he always did, excelling in every role he’d been handed. But then they’d “run out” of storylines for him, they’d forget him, and he’d fade right back into irrelevancy. Only this time, he’d be dragging Kevin with him.

But that was just his insecurities talking, right? His paranoia creeping up again, right ? Rami just had to shake it off; literally, head whipping back and forth, shoulders rolling in large circles. He had to get out of this funk — head to catering. The locker room. Let himself be distracted. But where is he ? The unconscious wandering he’d done taken him somewhere he didn’t recognize and — oh. She looks like she works here! His pace picks up and he nearly collides with the light haired woman, tapping her on the shoulder. ❝ Excuse me, do you — ❞ oh, it’s Maryse. Not what he was expecting. He scrambles to an apology, stuttering, eyes bugged wide open, ❝ I’m so sorry! I thought you were someone who worked here,❞ he rushes out, words practically smashing together. Oh God, that’s n o t what he meant. Oh God, she’s gonna slap him. Maybe it’d actually help his internal crisis. ❝ That’s not — you obviously work here. But — you — you’re not, ❞ he gestures to the area around them, as if that was supposed to clear anything up.

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[doomedheroics-blog]

@valiantbeings // x.

            “You know, I would say ‘congratulations,’ because children are  a             blessing  --  which  they  are  --  but  then  I think about who their             parents are and . . . I mean, look at you two. The kid’s hopeless.”

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