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“That’s an awful long way to go just so I can sit back down,” he argued with the nonchalance that betrayed the complaint as insincere. As though his ever growing grin wasn’t managing to do the work on its own, coming and going with the consideration that, perhaps, crossing the room to crush AJ Lee wouldn’t be an entire waste. Could have its benefits… like watching her squirm under two-hundred and fifty pounds only to feign fine and limp skip out of the catering hall. Something to do besides sit on Twitter all day, wondering why he’d bothered showing up to the arena when he’d not been slotted a match. Something about a new regime and wanting to keep him healthy. Something about encouraging boredom and a bad mood.

Legs stretched out in front of him, making a point to give his right thigh a thorough rubbing for good measure, that his gaze lingered on the target in the opposing chair made clear the intent behind the motion. Emphasise the fact that he’d not been blind to the exorbitant number of tweets sent out over the past few weeks, each one all the more ready to objectify him and the muscles in question. Enough to warrant anger, maybe, but… harmless fun was harmless fun, be it at his expense, or hers.

“You sure that’s all you’re planning on doing?” Both brows high, hands curled over knees in a manner to promise he’d stand sooner rather than later. “From what I remember reading online, you were vowing to sink your teeth into them like, and don’t quote me on this, a hungry lioness over a wounded gazelle. Sound about right?”

It was. He didn’t need her confirmation.

“Maybe I’m shy,” in a quieter voice, lower lip pushed out only to be joined by the other in a forced frown turned purse turned half-cocked and taunting smirk, “I have feelings too yanno.” Contrary to what a great many, MANY people would argue otherwise.

AJ considered telling him that really, he couldn’t blame her for the twitter shenanigans. But he’d probably find a way to blame her anyways. Not that she minded too much. She knew full well what she was doing, knew that she was objectifying him. But she was doing no worse than how others treated the female talent. Figured it made things a little more even.

“You don’t know allllll my plans. Bringing you down like a fearsome lioness is only one of a selection. I could be reeeeeal gentle with you instead if you preferred? I’ve been told I’ve got the magic touch.”

She grinned and wiggled her fingers at him. Gaze following the man’s hands as they moved tantalisingly over his thighs and finally resting on his knees. There was the thought to hop up and skip on over to him. Clamber into that nice big lap of his and call it a day. But she’d committed to this now. She wanted all of Randy Orton. All at once. All in her lap.

“Shy? Wouldn’t have thought a man once called the Legend Killer would be shy. I think that’s kinda cute though. Just making me want to trap you in my web all the more. Come on, Orton... Get that pert ass over here. What’s the worst that could happen?”

#viiperidae

( text » itsy bitsy » sent ) maybe if i was a cat and you were a yarn ball ( text » itsy bitsy » sent ) might think about it ( text » itsy bitsy » sent ) the cat and the yarn thing

[text: BITW] If you’re the cat and I’m the yarn, that mean you want to get your claws in me? [text: BITW] Wouldn’t be the first time

#infvmiis

@viiperidae continued from [x]

“I’m a big strong girl. And my thighs might not be as big as yours, but they’re comfy. Come on...”

She smiled coyly over at Randy and leaned back a little; patting her knees with a grin.

“I bet you could park that pert backside down on my dainty little lap and not only would I be able to walk, but I’d be able to skip away.”

Perhaps she should be wary of the Viper. Everyone else seemed to be. But AJ had never held fear for people who had never given her a reason to. And thus far, she had never fallen foul of Randy Orton. Her teasing advances and lewd declarations on social media had yet to annoy him, so she saw no reason to stop.

“You’ve been working awful hard lately. You should let me look after you.”

#viiperidae

autumsn

but what about “your ex hired me to make you fall in love with me then break your heart but oops i think i fell in love and now i’m conflicted what the fuck is happening i’m supposed to hurt you ow what am i sUPPOSED TO DO” that’d be rad

#viiperidae #-stares at-

whambamthankyoubram

more texts for you bitches

ANGSTY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life. [text] I should have never let you back into my life. [text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that. [text] Please don’t walk away. [text] Please don’t do this. [text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you? [text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it. [text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again. [text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong. [text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me. [text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did [text] The truth is I’m not over you. [text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you. [text] I’m seeing someone else. [text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker? [text] You’re so selfish. [text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them]. [text] FUCK YOU AND YOUR DUMB CUTE FACE

LOVING TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah. [text] Be careful. [text] I’m only saying it because I love you. [text] I’m only saying it because I care about you. [text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee. [text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week? [text] Let me take you out, please? [text] Let me make you dinner tonight. [text] I want you to be happy. [text] You’re always safe with me. [text] I can’t stop thinking about you. [text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you. [text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that. [text] It was so good seeing you. [text] You don’t need this shit. [text] I’ll be there in five minutes. [text] Let me help, please? [text] You’re important to me. [text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that. [text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day. [text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love. [text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??

ANGRY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now. [text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut. [text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!? [text] Lose my number, asshole. [text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so. [text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf. [text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend. [text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is. [text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it? [text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole. [text] Go fuck yourself. [text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you? [text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first. [text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now [text] Bye and have a very fuck you day

SEXY TEXTS, BITCH

[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this. [text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair. [text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor. [text] Come over. With condoms. [text] You should come over, clothing optional. [text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT [text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life [text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous? [text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended. [text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together [text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis. [text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology. [text] I DON’T WANT YOUR DICK. I WANT BRUNCH. [text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking? [text] I just need some of your time and all of your body. [text] I am available for nakedness [text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love

DRUNK TEXTS, BITCH

[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w [drunk text] AND I UNFOLLOWED YOU ON INSTAGRAM TOO, BITCH [drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever [drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known [drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like [drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss [drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon [drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight [drunk text] FUCK YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS [drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no [drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated [drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol. [drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin [drunk text] SWEEEEEEEET CAROLINE

@bonafideprint continued from [x]

“That’s cute...”

Ok, so she had to give him points for that one. AJ was amused and it was clear in the slowly growing grin and the little crinkle appearing on the bridge of her nose.

“But still, bold claims from someone who wears that much leopard print. Eccentric fashion choice or did you lose a bet?”

#bonafideprint

chickkyyychickk

I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light. But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with. I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around. I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war waging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you. I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when you’re being stubborn. I will love you when I don’t even love myself. I will love you. I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please don’t. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing. I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day.

( text » alanis » sent ) it was a tricky situation ( text » alanis » sent ) my mom was in the next room ( text » alanis » sent ) she could have seen dolph all grown up

[text: Dolly] You do that kind of thing with your Mama around? [text: Dolly] I wonder about you sometimes

#infvmiis

icarusblood-x

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

Ѡ // dolphin uwu

[ @infvmiis ]

[text: Dolly] For meee? You shouldn’t have[text: Dolly] Really, you shouldn’t[text: Dolly] You didn’t even give your good side

#infvmiis

ofthieveryandaddictions

Send an "Ѡ" for my muse's reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

@infvmiis continued from [x]

[text: BITW] You think so? [text: BITW] Wanna spend some time unravelling me? 😘 [text: BITW] 💋 🎮 💖

#infvmiis

craftchaos

She told herself Nikki deserved it. Told herself over and over again as perfect nails were chipped and ruined on the lock she fiddled with. Had spent a lot of time planning this. Until she knew exactly when the halls would be empty for the longest amount of time. Give her the privacy and space she needed to ruin one of the perfect twin princesses.

Hell, if she went about things the right way, she’d ruined both of them.

However, she hadn’t factored in Jon Moxley.

The press of fingers into her lower back had her hitching her breath and eyes impossibly wide. Only relaxing a fraction at the rumble of a voice she knew a little too well now. A voice that followed her into dreams and nighttime fantasies. Had her pressing unoccupied hand to her mouth so as not to be heard through the motel’s thin walls.

April turned her head and leaned in slightly, her eyelashes brushing Jon’s cheek as she looked up. Would he tell on her? Would he even care what she was doing? It wasn’t anything to do with him, so she didn’t see why he would care, but…

“You gonna punish me, Jon? Tell me I’ve been a bad girl?”

Jon didn’t care. Could see what April had in store for the Queen Bee and felt amusement coiling up in his gut at the image of her screaming once it happened. Amusement because knocking people off of high horses was something worth taking pride in. Much like catching girls up to no good. Catching April being every bit the bad girl she was tempting him to call her. Fingers still pressed at the small of her back, now, joined by the sudden force of his palm folded flush. Nudging her into the locker she’d intended to defile while forcing the half-step inward to pin her there with his own body. No one to blame but herself… teasing looks culminating to the moment and his relinquished restraint.

“Think ‘m gonna need ‘t give you a pat down… make sure you ain’t causin’ no trouble.” His voice still low, both hand roaming the slender hips in front of him, gripping for emphasis before digging nails just above the waist of a skirt he’d half a wonder to ask how she’d not gotten in trouble for. High enough his imagination didn’t need go far to draw the remainder of the picture. High enough it wouldn’t be a chore to get under it. “Have you spread em right here in the hallway…”

For all of the trouble April was primed to cause… Jon was willing to match it tenfold.

Nose burying in her hair, inhaling loud enough to show an intent for her to note it, his touch ran higher over ribs, grazing the rim of a bra he’d dreamt of removing with his teeth alone. Amongst other things. “Always bein’ such a bad girl…” He didn’t need to make the accusation. He hadn’t needed to corner her and molded so tight against her, either. But the brush of lips to the shell of her ear before teeth nipped in punctuation made the moment worth it. Made his skipping out on his exam seem an even better idea than it had been initially. “You deserve t’ be punished, don’t y’…”

It wasn’t a question… he wasn’t asking.

xtasteofcrazyx-archived

Anyone could walk down the hallway and see them. It wasn’t as if they were hidden and there would’t be any time to hide. Realistically she knew that it would be at least twenty more minutes before they had company. She’d time everything perfectly. But still... This was an extra risk on top of the one she was already taking.

But she didn’t shove him away.

Trapped between the locker and Jon’s body, but April was more than happy to be there. And she knew how this dance went by now. A slight smile curling at the corners of her mouth as she pushed her ass back against his groin. Slid nimble fingertips along his arms and palms pressing over much larger hands. Encouraging them not to stop at the edge of her bra and move up to cup lace covered breasts.

“And if I confess to my crimes, will you be more lenient?”

The opposite of what she wanted. April wanted everything Jon had to offer and more. Weeks verging on months of this strange dance around each other. He liked her. April knew when boys liked her. But he never took that last step. Right now it looked like that step had turned into a leap.

Teeth nipping at her ear caused her to shiver, her own teeth sinking into her lower lip. April had wanted to play it cool, pretend like the boy currently pressed up against her hadn’t been the star of her fantasies for weeks. But he was close and warm and his hands felt strong. Her smirk tugging a little more at her lips as she moved her feet a little further apart.

“I’m sure we can work this out... Usually I’m such a good girl.”

#thedirtiestdeeds #High School AU #Moxril

himydw

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