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Jerry Lawler: “All women secretly despise each other.” Renee Young: FEMINISM™

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❛   the   occasion   is   …   ❜   renee   gives   him   a   second   –   thrives   and   lavishes   in   the   dramatic   pause   of   her   words,   warm   brown   eyes   on   his   face   while   she   feels   his   breath   hitting   her   chest   and   his   pulse   under   the   touch   of   her   fingers.   ❛   …   that   i   love   my   husband.   ❜   lips   are   painted   equally   red   even   though   renee   is   fully   aware   that   it’d   only   be   a   matter   of   time   until   the   lipstick   comes   off.   it   doesn’t   matter.   between   them   …   some   things   don’t   need   to   be   pretty,   they   need   to   be   effective   and   this–   their   sex   life   …   fuck,   it’d   always   be   all   about   making   each   other   feel   good   and   none   of   the   coy   ‘   ugh   do   i   look   good   for   him   ‘   …   they’d   never   loved   each   other   like   that.   ❛   i   don’t   care   any   more   about   football   than   you   do.   ❜   the   tip   of   her   nose   nudges   his   when   his   palm   comes   down   on   her   ass.   teeth   press   into   a   bottom   lip   and   she   squeezes   her   thighs   tighter   around   him   –   provoking   him,   if   only   to   see   who’d   make   the   first   move.    ( x ) @aceofm0x

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florida   is   …   liberating.   it’s   liberating   in   so   many   ways   for   a   kid   from   a   small   down   in   iowa.   it’s   liberating   for   a   wrestler   with   a   few   years   to   his   name.   it’s   liberating   for   …   a   guy   who   isn’t   as   settled   as   he   likes   to   pretend   to   be,   not   as   sure   as   he   convinces   the   people   around   him   to   be.   florida   is   liberating.   but   hanging   out   with   jon   is   liberating   on   a   whole   new   level.   the   guy   is   everything   seth   never   was.   wild   and   silly   at   the   same   time   …   he   doesn’t   give   a   fuck   about   what   anyone   thinks   and   seth   ?   seth   gives   fucks   all   the   time.   he   gives   a   fuck   what   mox   thinks   of   him   …   ❛   we’re   probably   not   supposed   to   drink   heavy   anyway   …   ❜   he   scrunches   up   a   nose,   feels   a   buzz   from   the   beers   already   anyway   –   once   a   lightweight,   always   a   light   weight.   ❛   two   more   beers   and   i’ll   bear   my   darkest   stories   to   you   …   no   worries.   ❜   the   next   smile   shows   off   the   dumb   little   gap   between   his   front   teeth   but   now,   with   moxley,   he’s   …   carefree   and   doesn’t   make   an   attempt   to   hide   it.   

❛ let’s get drunk and tell each other everything we’re afraid to say sober. ❜ [mox -> seth / fcw] @sickfcks

They were nothing alike unless it involved the squared circle. Cut from the same cloth. That's what Dusty always told them during their training sessions. The both of them had a taste for so much more than a simple career of money, no, they'd be big stars. Separate or together. In the ring it couldn't be denied how much they meshed well. Two puzzle pieces finally finding their homes. Tonight, they are in Seth's little rented space. He isn't able to get a place of his own just yet- couch surfing for the time being instead. "Thought we were gettin' there already, we're what, six or so beers in each." Jon drinks down the last of his can of suds before smashing it to toss with the others. "If we had more money, we could get stronger shit 'n really fuck up some secrets." A wink and goofy grin on a clean shaven face.

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his   skin   is   tan   where   it   kisses   the   delicate   features   of   her   face   to   hold   lottie’s   head   still.   it   doesn’t   need   much   pressure–   he   doesn’t   want   to   use   much   pressure,   not   when   she   is   her   prettiest   like   this.   when   she’s   squirming   and   melting   at   the   same   time,   when   she   is   breathing   hard   and   holding   on   to   him.   when   she   looks   at   him   as   if   he   is   the   only   other   person   existing   in   her   world.   selfishly   …   he   likes   to   think   that   he   is.   in   that   moment   especially,   when   ocean   eyes   meet   his   darker   ones,   he   feels   as   if   nothing   and   nobody   else   exists.   

❛   better.   ❜   a   few   curls   have   fallen   from   the   bun   sitting   high   on   his   head   –   pearls   of   sweat   contrast   against   his   neck   –   his   chest   puffed   up   where   he’s   breathing   hard   from   rolling   his   hips   between   her   legs   and   riding   them   both   close   to   the   edge.   jay’s   forehead   falls   against   hers,   feels   her   breath   vibrating   against   his   face.   shit.   if   she   isn’t   the   prettiest   thing   …   

his   thighs   feel   tense   and   his   head   thick   and   hot   when   he   feels   his   climax   approaching,   holds   it   back   for   the   sake   of   wanting   to   finish   her   before   getting   there   himself.   jay   would   always   put   her   before   himself   because   …   that’s   how   he   loves   her.   

usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; still accepting if u wanna tango.

@sickfcks said : [ EYES ] sender makes receiver look them in the eyes, for jay & lottie.

she   feels   his   hand   first,    rough   pads   of   his   fingertips   against   the   petal   soft   skin   of   her   jaw        –        curling   around   the   bone,    directing   her   chin   from   tucking   away   into   his   chest   the   way   she   had   been.    feels   the   gentle   insistence   of   his   action   before   the   low   rumble   of   his   voice   soothes   through   her   ears,    accent   almost   heavier   on   his   words   now   that   they're   alone,    now   that   she's   beneath   him.    even   through   the   pounding   of   her   heart   in   her   ears,    she   could   hear   the   request        –        no   longer   asking,    dictating   that   she   look   at   him. 

it   was   easier   said   than   done,    as   if   it   weren't   hard   enough   to   merely   keep   her   eyes   open        –        to   keep   them   from   rolling   back   in   her   head   each   time   he   lingers   closer   to   giving   them   both   what   they   want.    but   so   far   he'd   only   teased,    so   far       .   .   .       jay   had   set   his   terms. 

wide   ocean   blue   eyes   finally   land   on   his   face,    pulled   up   from   the   depths   as   her   hands   press   manicured   nails   into   his   forearms.        “better?”        she   drawls,    all   honey   as   her   teeth   graze   against   her   bottom   lip,    forcing   herself   to   keep   looking   at   him. 

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it   feels   like   a   bad   joke   almost   ;         a   bad   joke   or   perhaps   just   the   consequence   of   actions   he   shouldn’t   have   taken.   it   feels   like   a   bad   joke   to   hit   the   same   walls   with   cody   that   he   hit   with   kenny   before.   to   be   dismissed   and   misunderstood–   as   soon   as   he   made   an   effort,   as   soon   as   he   tried   to   elevate   the   relationship   to   the   next   stage.   as   soon   as   his   feelings   came   into   play   …   there’s   no   room   for   that   conversation.   it   feels   as   if   he’s   been   punched   in   the   gut   [ ... ]   eyes   narrow,   lips   stand   slightly   agape   but   no   matter   how   hurt   the   expression   on   his   face   would’ve   been,   it   wouldn’t   have   mattered.   cody   wasn’t   looking   at   him.   cody   didn’t   care.   much   like   kenny   had   stopped   caring   and   maybe   …   maybe   he   just   cares   a   little   too   much   about   the   people   who   don’t.   ❛   okay.   ❜   kota   swallows   hard,   relieved   that   (   if   nothing   else   )   pride   kicks   in   and   stops   him   from   repeating   mistakes   that   he   had   made   before,   from   falling   on   his   knees   and   begging–   whining   even   …   to   be   forgiven.   to   be   loved   back.   he   gathers   his   things   and   now   …   now   he   doesn’t   look   at   cody   anymore   either.

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it didn’t seem like him to speak up like that and of course cody took it to heart. he was incapable of understanding others feelings and resorted to starting a fight over almost anything whenever he was even slightly hurt. it especially sucked to do it with kota. someone that he particularly grew pretty fond of despite of how they originally met one another. “ oh really?! ” he snapped, not even an ounce of consideration in his tone “ is that all you’re taking from this? that i’m in the wrong for feeling this way? ” an eye roll followed his words, how refusing to even look at kota “ just forget it. go away ”

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nine perfect strangers sentence starters

❝ damn it, did you do that on purpose? ❞

❝ i was just having a quiet moment of despair. ❞

❝ i’ll see you soon, or…. or never again. ❞

❝ you know, for what it’s worth, i’m not a tragic person. ❞

❝ are you married? ❞

❝ you know, uhh, i almost didn’t come. ❞

❝ i don’t want to suffer. ❞

❝ i am perfectly willing to shut up. i’m a chronically loquacious person, and if you let me talk long enough, i always seem to find the poop and step right in it. ❞

❝ oh, i’m just your run-of-the-mill asshole. ❞

❝ does any of this feel random to you? ❞

❝ my story is… i died. ❞

❝ who do you think you’re kidding? i’ve become a punchline. ❞

❝ it’s incredible you’re still single. ❞

❝ no, i’m fine. i just, umm… just a little panic attack. they come and go. ❞

❝ we complement each other’s demons. ❞

❝ i know women like you. you’re so driven and you’re so committed to perfection that you’re not even human anymore. ❞

❝ i didn’t come here to open a vein. ❞

❝ i’d like to talk to you in private, if i may. ❞

❝ are you happy with your life? ❞

❝ you shouldn’t sneak up on people in the dark like that. ❞

❝ i’m not meditating, just despondently staring into the gaping void. ❞

❝ it’s the most wonderful feeling in the world… to be seen. ❞

❝ there’s only so much surrendering i can do. ❞

❝ as much as i love you, and i do… i’m angry. ❞

❝ i miss liking you. ❞

❝ who are you, really? ❞

❝ you’ve got an excuse for everything. ❞

❝ this is definitely not a team. i mean, this is like the opposite of a team. ❞

❝ i received some disturbing messages. threats. ❞

❝ we are and we always will be profoundly and inextricably bound. ❞

❝ digging graves is not doing my back any favors. ❞

❝ think of the people who will mourn you. what do you want them to say about your life? ❞

❝ if i did die today, nobody would care. because i’m humiliated and i am alone, and it’s only gonna get worse. ❞

❝ why are you here? ❞

❝ i’m very good in bed. ❞

❝ take your hands off me. just take your fucking hands off me! ❞

❝ you have never stood where i stand. ❞

❝ i’m a one-trick pony that can no longer do her one trick. ❞

❝ can you trust me on this? ❞

❝ it’s scary, but like in a good way. ❞

❝ i’m so sorry. i don’t know why i said that out loud. ❞

❝ you’re a real dick. ❞

❝ seriously, babe, get yourself a vibrator. let off some steam. ❞

❝ it’s good that we challenge each other. it only makes us better, right? ❞

❝ your secret’s safe with me. ❞

❝ are you sure you’re okay to do this? ❞

❝ you shit-talking me, ____? ❞

❝ we carry on because we must, right? what’s the alternative? ❞

❝ oh. you’re naked. okay. ❞

❝ you think you’re the only one who doesn’t like being dismissed? ❞

❝ what the fuck? are we on some kind of reality show or something? ❞

❝ everybody has a story. especially the people who claim otherwise. ❞

❝ how do you make your money? ❞

❝ do you really not think that you’re pretty? ❞

❝ i was just thinking i wish i could write this all down. ❞

❝ if i had known it was gonna be the last time, i’d have bothered to remember the details. ❞

❝ just take a breath. ❞

❝ well, there’s your mistake right there, thinkin’ i’m a nice guy. ❞

❝ anything you wanna tell me? ❞

❝ i…i’ve been feeling unlike myself for the better part of today. ❞

❝ you know, you could go to jail for this. ❞

❝ i didn’t see it coming. ❞

❝ we all have secrets, ____. none of us are exactly how we appear, are we? ❞

❝ aren’t you even curious, like a little bit? ❞

❝ you can sleep on the couch tonight. ❞

❝ when you arrived, you were kind of a complete jackass. and i have witnessed you becoming… less complete in that area. ❞

❝ sometimes, even in the best marriages, people pretend. it takes a little denial on both sides. ❞

❝ can i show you something? ❞

❝ i’m smiling because you’re funny. ❞

❝ i don’t wanna see you. ❞

❝ you took that from me and i can’t get it back. ❞

❝ you can do better than that. ❞

❝ why can’t you be happy for me? ❞

❝ relationships, am i right? ❞

❝ the only reason i remember you at all is because your story is so pathetic. ❞

❝ we have shared history here. i’m just saying you can talk to me. ❞

❝ i killed him. he had a mother. he had a father, you know. i killed him. i made him dead.❞

❝ this is too fast. ❞

❝ this is not about me. ❞

❝ why do you keep telling people we weren’t close? ❞

❝ i’m so lonely. i didn’t know what it felt like to be lonely, because i always had you. ❞

❝ you’re a fucking lunatic, you know that? ❞

❝ how do i even begin to say i’m sorry? ❞

❝ why is there oatmeal on my face? ❞

❝ i hear you told ____ to fuck off. ❞

❝ you think i’m the one sending you death threats? ❞

❝ i just think the world is a tough place for a kid right now. ❞

❝ i love this place. ❞

❝ there’s just no going back, right? ❞

❝ i’ve been numbing a lot of shit for a lot of years, and now here i am, facing it all, and… i’m not having the best time. ❞

❝ i wasn’t there when either of my kids were born. ❞

❝ i should’ve never come to this place. ❞

❝ i’m not sure i want any of this bad enough, ____. i’m not gonna make it. ❞

❝ i know i don’t need to be worried about you. i… i want to. ❞

❝ why all the tears? what’s wrong? ❞

❝ you’ll meet someone new. because you are a vibrant, beautiful woman. ❞

❝ i’m just really grateful for you. ❞

❝ that’s actually a good look on you. ❞

❝ what did you call me? ❞

❝ i hate bullies. ❞

❝ are you trying to kill me? ❞

❝ you actually seemed kind of mortal. like the rest of us. ❞

❝ you had a look on your face like you were gonna kiss me. ❞

❝ full disclosure, i’m a terrible kisser. ❞

❝ i think we should stick together. ❞

❝ i heard screams. ❞

❝ i wanna believe this is real. please, let this be real. ❞

❝ i love you. ❞

❝ i am sorry, but this needed to happen. ❞

❝ have you ever known me to lie? ❞

❝ i don’t think i can forgive that. ❞

❝ i don’t want to be complicit in this. ❞

❝ reason is no match for pain. ❞

❝ i fucking hate you! ❞

❝ what do you say we get out of here? ❞

❝ why are you holding my hand? ❞

❝ you don’t wanna just flip to the end of the book, do you? that’s no fun. ❞

❝ i see myself for who i am now, which is… less, quite a bit less than what i was. ❞

❝ i was fearless, and now i… i’m just… i’m just afraid. ❞

❝ look around you. everybody’s afraid. ❞

❝ you locked me in here. ❞

❝ are we leaving or not? ❞

❝ when someone seems so nice, and… and good, it turns out i’m always wrong. ❞

❝ i haven’t spoken to most of my family in years. ❞

❝ the people who should love me, they don’t even bother returning my calls. ❞

❝ i’ve been more honest with you than anyone i’ve ever met. ❞

❝ where would you go? ❞

❝ you’re very good at what you do, but you’re wrong. ❞

❝ you’re gonna leave me? ❞

❝ i’m done waiting. ❞

❝ i wasn’t gonna jump, if that’s what you’re thinking. ❞

❝ i know i’m supposed to move forward. i get that. i just don’t want to. i wanna go backwards. ❞

❝ you’re not nearly as odd as you come off. i mean that nicely. ❞

❝ looks like the shit’s hitting the fan. ❞

❝ i’m so sorry about before. i wish i could say it wasn’t me, but… i can say that it’s not the me i love. ❞

❝ i don’t think it’s safe for me to be around you. ❞

❝ do you remember what you said? ❞

❝ do not pity me. ❞

❝ i tend to babble when i’m nervous. ❞

❝ i don’t think you’re wrong. i think your… your instinct that we don’t have a chance in hell is probably correct. ❞

❝ this is your chance to start anew. ❞

❝ let me out, please. please let me out! ❞

❝ it’s food for thought, isn’t it? ❞

❝ i probably would have been a shit dad, anyway. ❞

❝ is it snowing? ❞

❝ you need to let go. ❞

❝ i thought we were gonna die. ❞

❝ we’re all gonna die, ____. just not today. ❞

❝ did you find what you were looking for? ❞

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extreme rules / july 14th, 2019

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updated   muse   list   !

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REASONS TO CARRY SOMEONE. ( A PROMPT LIST! )

listen, i'm back home now, i'm thinking about things, and i saw the maxton hall gifset floating around and i was like. yk what. carrying people is elite content, and gdi y'all deserve elite content! as always, DO NOT ADD OR EDIT THIS LIST! and there's a lil spicy addition under the readmore, but i left it there just in case people prefer to have a not-so-spicy version.

[ SLUMBER ]: sender picks up and carries the receiver because they're so sound asleep that they won't easily wake up.

[ INTERCEPT ]: sender picks up and carries the receiver out of the room because they're angry and on the brink of engaging in a fight with someone.

[ ASSIST ]: sender picks up and carries the receiver away for medical attention because they've been injured and can't walk easily.

[ HELP ]: sender picks up and carries the badly wounded receiver as fast as possible to the nearest hospital or the nearest place to administer urgent first-aid.

[ ELATION ]: sender scoops up the receiver and carries them away after a mutual victory, or having just received very good news (or maybe they're both just very happy for some reason!)

[ HOME ]: sender picks up the receiver to carry them over the threshold of their new home.

[ AID ]: sender finds the receiver too weak to move, and scoops them up to carry them to get some help.

[ UP ]: sender finds the receiver and picks them up to carry them a distance after learning they're unable to get up.

[ BAREFOOT ]: the sender picks up the receiver and carries them inside because they're not wearing any shoes.

[ WEARY ]: sender notices the receiver about to fall asleep during a task, and picks them up to carry them to bed so that they can actually sleep properly for once.

[ TWIRL ]: sender catches the receiver in their arms and spins them in a neat twirl just because they want to.

[ HERO ]: sender notices the receiver about to fall from a height, and manages to intervene just in time, catching them before they get hurt.

[ FLASH ]: the sender and receiver are part of a photoshoot, and in order to finish the last of the photos, the sender scoops up the receiver in their arms for the final pose.

[ TRAIN ]: during a training session (for a fight or a performance, dealer's choice!) the sender ends up holding the receiver in their arms during their session together.

[ URGENCY ]: sender carries the receiver away from danger after the receiver is revealed to be unable to move, either due to panic or injury.

[ OUT ]: sender grabs the receiver and lifts them into their arms after noticing them swaying and beginning to lose consciousness.

[ SCREAM ]: sender spots the receiver in a terrified or considerably panicked state, and picks them up to carry them to a less terrifying place to calm down.

[ LAZY ]: sender concedes to receiver's requests for a piggy-back ride home because they don't want to walk anymore, and carries them the rest of the distance home.

[ CAREFUL ]: sender gently lifts the receiver out of their seat and carries them carefully to bed after noticing they fell asleep and not wanting to waken them.

[ HASTE ]: in urgent need of getting to safety as fast as possible, the sender scoops up the receiver and starts running because it's quicker and easier to just carry them than expect them to keep pace.

[ FURTHER ]: sender, during an increasingly passionate make-out session with the receiver, suddenly takes them in their arms and carries them towards the bedroom to continue their evening in private.

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