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crownedpriince · 6 years
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yo. this blog has moved. xo.
catch me over on @egoforge now. ✌
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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Send 🍆 to send my muse a very intentional nude
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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As fast as that recoil was, as fast as his mask came back, Brie caught it and found herself continuing to smirk, eyes brightening as numerous thoughts came into her mind. “Just admit you like pain, Rollins,” she chuckles, stepping closer, teasing, arching her eyebrow at him and wiggling it before letting out a small giggle. “Dishing it out is fun too, though,” she admits, voice low and sultry as she dances away, winking. “There already is a rumor going around that you like pain.”
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            Caring what people thought or said had always been reserved for losers, in his books. Treading on eggshells. Losing sleep. None of it held appeal enough to sway him, so why, then, did his eyes follow her like they did. Past a point where his grin could make up excuses for it. To where he’d caught himself giving chase in spite of unspoken orders for himself to STOP while there was still dignity enough for him to do so.   “And you started believing everything you hear when? In fifth grade?”   Whether there was truth to it or not, denial reverberated in his counter, trailed just as quick by a wavering string of laughter that lost momentum as his head shook.   “Now I remember why I like your sister more.”
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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                     his voice is enough to get her blood boiling, muscular arms crossing over her chest as she turns to face him. their encounters had been brief since her return to the ring, something she was thankful for every day. she’d returned when the draft was in full force and sighed of relief when the blue brand had become her home.  ❛  my feelin’s exactly when i t’ink of ya.  ❜  fingers tap against her arm. it’s a lie of course, it was hard to forget about him when she had her own personal reminder.  ❛  w’at are ya even doin’ ‘ere ? aren’t ya supposed ta be lookin’ fer yer next tag team partner or a way ta stay relevant ?  ❜
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            He forgets, sometimes, that Becky has a bite to her. She has a spine that’s been stiffened by struggles he didn’t bother to understand and wasn’t likely to attempt to any time soon. Even with the circumstances as they are, Seth feels his scowl before the snort comes. Indignation. Whatever he has to muster so as to remind her nothing had changed. Not since his knee had straightened out. Not since she’d run off to do what she did without express consent.   “I get that you’re not from around here, but in America we have the freedom to go where we want, when we want.”   A smokescreen to hide the fact that he’s been looking for her. Scoured more than one hall of locker rooms, peeling the arena apart to find her. A culmination of bad luck and their newfound brand separation.   “Please, this place practically fell into the earth without me.”
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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He tore the beauty from his face, and called it terror.
v.c | and he would weep until slumber arrived. 
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Take it easy, babe
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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Allowing himself to lay completely on the floor, Roman stays quiet, his heart feeling like it’s about to lurch forward in his chest and up his throat, though he ignores the reasons why that are flittering through his mind like a movie. He feels tired to the bone and soaked from sweat, and as his eyes slip close, he inhales deeply, letting himself hold onto his breath for as long as he can before releasing it, arching an eyebrow at the younger man’s words and snorting.
He doesn’t say anything though, remembers how, once upon a time, Rollins used to have as much confidence as he could, how it made Roman sick to his stomach to see because the person he knew was no longer there. Seeing the man not as confident as he had been, once upon a time, took some getting used to for Roman, and he wasn’t sure where he could really go from there.
But of course, Rollins wouldn’t ever know that. Nope, the man wouldn’t be aware of his thoughts for as long as Reigns’ lived, because Reigns always believed he would never allow the younger man to see how much everything had truly affected him. Ambrose - Ambrose wore his heart on his sleeve, which is why it was so easy for the man to go after Rollins once upon a time and forgive him just as easy. But Roman himself? Definitely not.
“Y’probably would have won if you had gone it alone, really,” he admits softly, frowning as he remembers the way he had interacted with the other man, how he had told Jordan that he essentially didn’t belong. He blames himself, wonders if maybe he had just humored Jason, the other man wouldn’t have tried to interact with Cesaro and Sheamus.
“I really don’ think we’re in the mood for jokes anyways,” he snorts, rubbing his face tiredly before looking at the younger man carefully. “Y’know you don’t have to be alone anymore, right?”
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            They were rough. The pad of one finger passing slow circles over the outside of his opposite palm —— doing his own dirty work, now, the calluses were heavy and distracting to the touch. A steadfast reminder that things were different, now, for a reason. Not that that changed anything. Still clawing his way back into a position of acceptance. Repenting. Just as much of an act as everyone thought it was, though, perhaps, the angle wasn’t what they expected. Snakes don’t change. If they strike once they’ll strike again. Given the right motivation, Seth wasn’t entirely confident he’d not go for an opportunity if it presented itself. Likely why eye-contact was vehemently avoided whenever Roman voluntarily gave it.
He voluntarily gave too much. Not just Seth’s opinion. 
“Maybe,”   labored loose as he stood, the consideration was punctuated with grunt enough to broker a theory that he didn’t wholly believe that. Shirt twisted high and shirked, peeled free and tossed into a waiting bag that didn’t reciprocate his disappointment the way he had wanted it to.   “The kid’s lucky he’s injured already.”   No one was lucky to be injured, a notion Seth understood intimately in spite of preaching otherwise.   “I’d break his neck myself if he wasn’t.”   He meant that, even if there was uncertainty as to how much.
Relearning to be grateful wasn’t as seamless as it ought’ve been, evidence in Seth’s forward slumping shoulders when Roman continued. Thankful didn’t cover his relief in having his back to the guy, face pulling a temporarily disgruntled expression before smoothing out into where it’d meant to go. Mirroring the cadence of his voice, the choice was made to focus on his own hands and what they were doing, shuffling items from one side of his bag to the other, rather than pay mind to the eyes felt prowling over him. Up the curve of his spine... across the span of his shoulders. The nape of his neck. The back of his skull. Roman was good at that.
“Yeeeaaah,”   dragging on, the word lacked confidence and belief.   “Old habits I guess.”
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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( seth rollins → sent ) ; ..i’m going to ignore that you just confirmed that. ( seth rollins → sent ) ; because yuck. ( seth rollins → sent ) ; i think i’ve lost some respect for you, just so you know. ( seth rollins → sent ) ; and i mean they’re saying it was recently, so.
TUESDAY,  11:14PM   →   contact:  bella, nicole               📨 sent. Hey, I didn’t confirm ANYTHING. You’re jumping to conclusions again.               📨 sent. And so what if I did? I said I was willing to do anything to get what I wanted and I wanted to be the champ. Maybe you don’t understand that but that’s not my problem.               📨 sent. Why are you listening to what everyone else says anyways? Gossip is for children and losers.  
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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“Happy Valentines, indeed!” He grins, arching his eyebrow as he wraps his arms around the other person, squeezing their shoulders before stepping backwards. “Ya didn’t have to do this, y’know,” he says softly, cheeks turning red.
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            A spur of the moment decision with almost immediate pay off —— the sudden closeness might have earned a flinch but not for nothing, Seth’s grin was earnest.   “C’mahhhn... it was nothing, man.”   Compared to the lengths he’d almost comically go to before, it hadn’t been. But there was something to be said for the tense square of his shoulders. Standing a little straighter. Worrying a hand at the nape of his neck. Nerves on edge and a knot in his throat,   “what was that you said the other day? I don’t have to be alone?”   The direction was unclear but focusing on his bags instead of the conversation was helpful.   “First Valentine’s Day flying solo in a while.”
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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            sorta kinda thinking about making the big move from sideblog to solo blog. but it sounds like a lot of work and i don’t know if there’d be much of a payoff??? i’ll wait and see if it’s in the stars this weekend. might get a little pickier with it, so, idk, lemme know if you’d still be down? there’s a 100% chance i’ll make this more complicated than it needs to be, btw.
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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FLUFF STARTERS / PROMPTS !!
❝ lets go home. you’re freezing, and i don’t want you catching a cold. ❞
❝ your cuteness is making everyone stare. stop it. ❞
❝ you make me proud, you know that right?❞
❝ i’m not going to get sick, you baby. just let me hold you. ❞
❝ can we just stay in bed? ❞
❝ any time without you is far too long. ❞
❝ i don’t care. i’m not letting you get up until i know that you’re one hundred percent better again. ❞
❝ let me kiss it better. ❞
❝ i -… um, can i hold your hand? ❞
❝ you’re so important to me. ❞
❝ i thought you knew that you’ve always been my favorite. ❞
❝ give me a hug. ❞
❝ stop moving, i’m almost done! ❞
❝ you’re so damn beautiful, baby. i can’t believe you’re all fucking mine. ❞
❝ i’m not moving, your lap is comfortable. ❞
❝ …on the bright side, we’ll know we can’t cook next time. ❞
❝ i know you’re mad at me but will a kiss change your mind? ❞
❝ between ice cream and you, you just might be my favorite. ❞
❝ i’m tired, just cuddle me. ❞
❝ god, i miss you so much. ❞
❝ you know i’ll always be here, right? ❞
❝ hey, let me in. i’m outside with your favorite pizza. ❞
❝ i’m only doing it because you’re cute. ❞
❝ my heart feels so full with you. ❞
❝ even when you’re annoying the fuck out of me, i still love you. ❞
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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give me an unexpected pregnancy plot. give me anxious conversations between your muse and mine where they are both on opposite sides of how they should handle the situation. give me muse a being moderately excited at the prospect of becoming a parent and being totally caught of guard when muse b has a breakdown over it. give me muse b desperately trying to convince muse a they are nowhere near ready for a baby. give me muse a agreeing with sad eyes before vanishing…… only to return with a baby a year later. give me aLL THE ANGST UNEXPECTED PREGNANCY PLOTS
bonus points if they’re only fwb, not in a relationship
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because we all need some NXT Seth Rollins in our lives.
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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I’m not very good at being a good person.
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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        —And just as quickly as it’s there, the venom disappears along with the fingers in his shaggy excuse of a mane. Dean’s almost disappointed, shaking out the abused curls and turning on his OPPONENT. Face-to-face, the split in his maw grows wider, tongue peeking out to wet dry lips. Humor. It’s apparent on his face now.
        “ Always lose the damn thing, ” a reference to his cellphone. Something rarely used, and easily ignored. Head cocked to the side, he gives the other man a shrug, indifferent gaze cast onto the injured limb. “ Gettin’ there. ”
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            It was a flash. There one second and gone the next. Blink and you’d have missed it. Darkened eyes and the flick of his tongue ‘long the ridge of teeth exposed for a smile that’d wavered. Why, Seth assumed, Dean always looked like he was still ready for a fight. Prepared for the act to end, the curtains to draw on this chapter of the Architect’s charade. Which wasn’t entirely inaccurate. Saliva soured in his mouth and fingers uncurling a fist he’d only just realized he was making. Old habits died hardest when part of them were still useful.
Wanting to pummel Dean’s face into hamburger being one of them. So much so that the memory of doing so tickled over knuckles that blanched white with another squeeze.
And then... nothing.
            “We could always get a rope and dangle it around your neck,”   joking, for the most part. Any rope around Ambrose’s neck would be too much of an invitation, regardless the new leaf he’d claimed to’ve turned over.   “Any idea when they’re going to let you start running the ropes again?”
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crownedpriince · 6 years
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She eyes the man warily, grin forming to a frown while she crosses her arms in front of her chest. ‘Maybe I do like it,” she teases, her frown turning into a smirk as she shrugs her shoulders and watches whomever the man was talking to sulk away with a pout. She scoffs, shaking her head before eyeing the man in front of her. ‘Don’t think you can’t say the same though, can you? Pretty sure you like pain even more than most.” She adds, tongue coming out to wet her dry lips, voice full of something.
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            It wasn’t the response he’d been expecting and, for a moment, Seth caught himself flinching. A recoil that widened eyes only enough to show she’d passed his guard before, like a mask, it was gone. Replaced by a bark of laughter and a smirk that settled somewhere between interest and mockery.   “Maybe you do?”   Picking, his amusement rolled back in on itself, strengthening into something with legs enough to stand on its own as hands waved away the accusation that followed.   “Please, the last thing I want is for there to be a rumor floating around that I like pain.”   The truth wasn’t something he acknowledged lightly, even when the approach seemed honest enough.   “Besides, dishing it out is way more satisfying.”
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