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ohfuckinmaeve:
“Oh my fucking gosh,” Maeve said as she slumped down on the couch right after she dropped her bags, “I missed this place! Living in tour buses bore the fuck out of me!”
Tyler found herself in the living room, laying on the couch, watching old reruns of the Batman animated series. When the other slumped down beside her, Tyler moved her legs somewhat, giving her a small grin. “Alright love?” She mused. “I can only imagine..”
a-sidana:
“What? You don’t like Katy Perry’s new song? Did I hear that right? Or your friend is the one who doesn’t like it?”
“No.. a mate of mine doesn’t like it. I think it’s amazing.. and the music video is absolutely adorable..”
Alicia eyed the girl with a silly smile on her face, “oh, boy yes of course.” she agreed nodding her head, “Not much for the random person on my bed thing but i guess.”
“I’m just.. a sucker for that lady..” She couldn’t help but laugh. “Not much? Seriously? Get lost -- bet you have the ladies lining up.” She teased with a brief wink toward the other.
dazroth:
The sight of it caused pang of pain deep in her chest on New Year’s Eve as she waded through the crowd with a drink in hand in search of her best friend. Her familiar smirk was directed at someone else and Daz didn’t think interrupt, instead she watched as the countdown happened. She watched that woman take what she thought was supposed to be her place. Maybe something had gone awry in her chest, or maybe she’d been punched; either way she felt as if all the air had been knocked clean from her lungs. She wanted to pry them apart. And do what? She wasn’t sure. Daz just thought she and Tyler would start the new year together, a harmless peck, but Tyler seemed to have other plans that left the Brit reeling. She found solace in hiding out in a bar, downing drink after drink. There was very little enjoyment in it, it was merely for the sake of feeling something else. Whether it was nothing or something else didn’t matter, the goal was to feel anything else. But all that seemed to happen was that though she got drunker the disheartening scene just replayed in her head as if she had any kind of right to be upset over it.
Tyler was special. A brand of special that scared Daz terribly. And so when they reconvened Daz did everything in her power to try and explain her viewpoint. Trying to word just how the fighter made her feel. ‘Safety’ was an important point, how safe Tyler made her feel but she was sure she went off onto a tangent about fire safety at that point. It had been convoluted by the quantity she’d drank but it rounded out to the idea that in her eyes there wasn’t really anyone like Tyler, whatever that meant. Daz was sure the little display of her was what had made it feel a little tense. Of course she’d try and express herself and end up doing it wrong. That’s what she thought as she laid alone in her bed after waking up on New Year’s Day. Her first plan of action was to drop by Tyler’s room, see if she was alive and wanted to grab some breakfast, her version of an olive branch. But then as she went to move she thought about her opening the door and finding Tyler cuddled up against someone else and again the same tight clinch hit her in the middle of her chest. She ignored that entirely and decided on sending her a text to check in before taking Princess down to the kitchen to get food for the both of them. Maybe she’d join and it’d be weird or maybe she wouldn’t and it’d be weird, either way Daz still heaved out a sigh as she got herself dressed and headed downstairs.
( @tvlerprince )
Tyler still did not know what had came over her. She didn't know what possessed her to grab that other by the lapels of her jacket into a kiss that had indeed been reserved for someone else, a kiss that Tyler just wanted to forget that had happened. That woman wasn’t the woman she’d grown so close to.. she wasn’t a lanky Brit with a juvenile innocence in which Tyler adored. Fuck.. she just wanted to take it all back. Yet at the same time -- she didn’t. She didn’t know what to do anymore. Everything was getting so complicated, something they promised wouldn’t happen when they’d met and agreed to fuck around. It was a simple deal and both were happy to go on with.. until now. Now.. Tyler couldn’t even sleep beside her anymore without wondering could different it could be if they were more than ‘mates’. And the thought scared her. New Years night, she’d found the Brit is their usual, hauled her home, grabbing water and painkillers for a sure hangover the next day... and left her there. Tyler couldn’t do it anymore.
Even in the early morning, New York had many people floating around, coming to and from work. Taxi’s beeped, impatient in the traffic.. the downpour of rain didn’t help anybody. For a change, Tyler was in her own clothes, a hoody, leggings and her running shoes. What had started as a dry morning run, now had the fighter soaked, chilled to the bone, her usually tanned skin was red from the freezing morning air, short hair stuck to her head from the lashing rain. Doing a walk of shame in the lashing rain, up the drive of the house, only returning when thunder began to boom over the city -- Tyler headed inside, making her way deeper in the mansion, trying to pull off the hoody that was stuck to her skin, impossible to remove.. yet, she was greeted by familiar whining, a doberman jumping up on her as she struggled. "Hey gorgeous.." She whispered, still in the early hours of the morning. Pulling at the bottom of her hoody, she glanced around, finding the familiar body she'd mapped out so well. "What's wrong?" She asked. "You're up early.. are you okay?" She asked, dripping wet. “Are you.. sick.. or something?” Shivering somewhat.
Do you think you'd make a for a good partner? If so/not, why?
I don’t think so.. I care a lot about my work and the training involved. I’m never really around to be honest.. I wouldn’t expect someone to keep waiting around for me all of the time.. y’know? I’d feel pretty damn guilty. I haven’t really got some.. sob story but I’m just not too good with real relationship.. I don’t know.. I’m that friend that fucks around yet can give relationship advice. Ah.. I don’t know. I think it will just be me, Mikey, Raph’, Donnie and Leo for a really long time. We’re okay with that. I’d rather fuck around than fuck with someone’s feelings.
alicia-scott:
“Cleaning the room after a party is the worst.”
“I mean i totally feel that.. especially when some random person is in your bed.. Ninety nine percent sure it was like.. a set manage from from the show.. Or Queen Latifah.. I hope it was Latifah.. She’s just.. I.. ah I’ll stop.. ”
elenamead:
“Watching the ball drop with my best friend and parents was probably the best way to start a New Year, even with Mariahs terrible performance” After a week and a half of not being in the house – it was strange for Elena to be back, but she enjoyed her little break. “I hope everyone had a good New Years and there weren’t too many hangovers.”
New Years.. Tyler had to admit, she’d had much better New Years.. kissing strangers when the ball drops, but this year.. she hated herself for doing such a thing. “Yeah it was pretty cool.. can’t say I was allowed many hangovers.. I was straight into work on the first.. What about you love?” She asked, pouring herself a coffee. “How was your night? Enjoyed it, I presume?”
number11andi:
Andi stared at the cupcake in front of her. She had it delivered by one of those fancy new food delivery apps. It was a chocolate cupcake with buttercream frosting and sprinkles on top. Today she turned 36 and she felt like she was more lost now than ever. 2 years ago, her career was taken from her and she still has no idea what’s next for her. Really, she has no idea who she is anymore. Basketball was her life and now she was lost. “Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday dear Andi. Happy birthday to me” she sang softly as she lit a single candle before blowing it out. Watching the smoke rise, she sighed. The start of the new year, the start of her next year in life, and she never felt so lost or alone.
Heading into the kitchen, Tyler gave the girl a brief look. She was not at all happy.. certainly not happy enough for a birthday.. or for a new year at least. Something.. seemed to be obviously getting the girl down. "Alright love.." She mused, cigarette unlit behind her ear. “Nobody should be like that.. especially on their birthday..” She insisted. “So..” She paused. “Happy birthday..” She smiled. “How old are you? Oh or.. am I.. I’m not supposed to ask that right?” She mumbled. “Ah.. how about we.. head out? For some birthday drinks? On me..” She insisted. “I’m Tyler by the way.”
harlowgcld:
“MY FAVOURITE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD ARE THE PEOPLEyou pull up next too at a red light and catch them picking their nose but then they see they have been caught and act totally normal. Same goes for those who pick their ass wedgies in public like chill, you didn’t kill a person. Shit happens.”
“Right?” She mused. “Everybody does stupid shit like that. We’re only human.. don’t see why people get so cringey and up tight..” She mused before glancing up. “You.. you’re new though..” She smirked briefly. “I’m Tyler.. what’s your name, love?”
@AbbyGrant: @PrinceTyler but you're my true love.
@AbbyGrant: @PrinceTyler they really are. come to christmas lunch with me & my fam. dad loves you.
@PrinceTyler: @AbbyGrant omg babe, not on twitter.. people can see that shit..
@PrinceTyler: @AbbyGrant your dad is too sweet. but you're fine love, wouldn't want to intrude
@AbbyGrant: @PrinceTyler you're truly my knight in shining armor ;)
@AbbyGrant: @PrinceTyler you didn't have to do that!
@PrinceTyler: @AbbyGrant omg.. abby. sto p hitting on me o:
@PrinceTyler: @AbbyGrant hey, how could i not? they're great kids
@AbbyGrant: When you're only doing Christmas for your kids this year. Seriously lost my Christmas spirit.
@PrinceTyler: @AbbyGrant Oh come on abs.. you know you're not alone, love. I'm here for you, okay?
@PrinceTyler: @AbbyGrant and I may have gotten the kids a tonne of shit too tbh
@devster: hm,,, consider This: someone come outside and have a snowball fight with me wtf
@princetyler: @devster you sure you really want that for yourself, lady? i'd kick your ass
On your side || Tyler & Ruby
‘‘Only if you’re willing, of course. Consent needs to come from both sides, and you know it— I always have the hots for you. For every hottie that’s in the mansion. Come on, you know me for how long now? Long enough to know I’m weak for that ass I get to slap into shape.’‘ The redhead only teased her more as she did her best not to spill any salt over the others’ hand and her own. ‘‘Ready? Three, two, one, GO.’‘ She licked the salt from her hand, next thing she put the little glass against the soft tissue of her lips and felt the alcohol burn in her throat. Cheekily stealing Ruby’s lemonslide she chuckled before pulling a face of the sour the fruit contained. ‘‘Isn’t this much better than going out for lunch? It’s not like we’re going out everyday, well, depends if you see working out in the gym as going out… it’s always a party being with me, I’m quite the party.’‘
"Oh of course.." She insisted. Yet hearing hear confession, Tyler couldn't help but smirk somewhat, giving her a small nudge. "Well aren't you just adorable?" She mused. "Too fucking long.. Please.. As much as I hate to admit it.. you're partially the reason I've a great ass.. partially.. like.. fourteen percent.." She nodded with a coy grin. “So I.. and ladies everywhere thank you for that..” She winked. The pair had always had a professional relationship yet Tyler did enjoy her company outside of those professional boundaries. As she counted them down, Ty's tongue ran over the salt on the back of her hand, knocking back the shot before grabbing the lemon slice, smirking at the others face. “Hey..” She mused, sucking the remaining juice from the lemon wedge. “I’m cool if you wanna bring this to training all the time.. all good with me. But my coach might kill you..” She teased.
