#But I love him too

[solmesia]

im sorry i keep making these--

[exhausted-exho]

Gaming With Grizzy

imagine being in a call with the guys. just the 5 of you-Grizzy, Puffer, Pezzy, Droid, and you. you're playing a session of worms and it's nothing short of pure chaos.

"leave him alone!!!" Droid's desperate scream has you laughing so hard you're crying, especially because Puffer doesn't care in the slightest and continues his assault. Droid's worm has no chance to speak of.

with Puffer beginning to take the lead again, you get an idea and send a message to Grizzy on discord.

*team up on puffer? we can split the win*

his reply is instant. *against the others, too?*

*you know it*

*dream team* 

you snort a little and focus back on Pezzy's turn, who also goes for one of droid's worms. 

"how did *x* win?" Puffer's incredulous tone has you cackling. Grizzy laughs with you, though his is smug.

"because i helped." you could hear the cocky smirk in his voice. "we teamed up."

"oh so princess treatment," Pezzy says.

"hey! im not a princess!" you argue.

"yea she's a queen," Grizzy says.

"queen of cheating."

"apologize!" Grizzy jumping to your rescue like a knight has your chest buzzing. "she has my full support."

"because you're a simp." Puffer and Pezzy say it at the same time, making you laugh.

"so what if i am?"

"WHAAAAAAT"

[tadpoless4]

the fuckign…. The guys… I love them

[nicosraf]

IM reading A&M and I got to the part when Micheal is on earth.., I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIMMM HES MY BABY 😓😓😓😓

Michael... thank you for liking him! He is violent and wicked and a murderer

[too-alien-to-take-you-home]

Love my wife

[sleepy-achilles]

Bleeding Me Dry.

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Shawn can't stop the tears rolling down his face as his entire world collapses on him. He hands clench against the cold lockeroom floor as the yelling echos in his head.

What the hell has he done?

The sound of the door opening breaks through his hyperventilating sobs. He looks over his shoulders to see the true devil.

Vince claps as he walks in. "The sharpshooter was a brilliant idea shawnie!" Vince smiles walking over to the wounded man. "Always knew my lil boy toy could do it." Vince mutters taking shawns chin in his hand. "Please." Shawn whispers. Vinces smile fades, his grip turns violent. "You have no right to making requests." Vince growls. "I-I did what you asked!" Shawn protests grabbing vinces wrist. "And you know why?" He asks. Shawn stares at him. "Because I own you. I fucking own you Shawn michaels and I always will." He spits before shoving Shawn to the floor.

"Now, clean yourself up. People are looking for the showstopper." Vince orders before walking out.

Shawns whole body shakes as he cries.

'I always will.'

Always.

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Shawn hums to himself as he watches John's match. He was proud of how far the boy has come.

He however doesn't have long to linger on those thoughts as something forces him out of them.

"Why is my contract different?" Shawn can't help but slowly look back over his shoulder. His eyes widen as he sees his middle child stood infront of vince, a contract in his hands. "Whatever do you mean?" Vince asks. "I just compared it with some of the others and..its just different. Worded differently. Older." Leon states. Shawns heart races. "Its because your special, and I want to make sure your protected the most" "special?" "Your like a grandson to me Leon. That contract? That protects you from everything and one." Vince explains. "Oh. Okay, yeah that makes sense" Leon nods. "Did..did you sign it?" Vince asks. "Yeah" Leon smiles handing it over. "Atta boy. Go train" vince hums looking at the paper.

Leon leaves and vinces eyes meet his. Shawn fully turns, ignoring the staff around them. "What are you doing?" Shawn's voice cracks straight away, tears bubbling as vince moves closer. "Like I told you" vince states, grabbing shawns arm and pulling him in. "I will always own you." Vince whispers against his ear before walking off.

Shawn stands there for a minute as it sinks in.

Of course, Shawn will not live forever, but Leon?

Shawn looks back at the tv screen. His eyes not focused on the fighters but instead the actual ring.

Leon will be chained to those ring posts for ever.

A sob escapes Shawn.

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Taker wasn't stupid. Shawns been cold, distant since Leon signed his contract.

He walks into the kitchen to see Shawn stood at the sink. His hands rested against the counter, his eyes more interested in something outside. Taker doesn't hesitate to stand behind him, caging him in. He also doesn't miss how Shawn flinches.

"Whats going on angel?" Taker murmurs against his ear. Shawn lowers his head. "I've ruined our sons life and he doesn't even know it." Shawn whispers. For once in his life, Taker is shocked.

He turns Shawn around. "Who? John or Leon?" Taker asks. "Leon." "You? I've basically cursed the boy with demon blood" Taker huffs. "Atleast he was free." Shawn states pulling away. Taker stares at the empty space before looking at shawn. "Shawn? Shawn, what's going on?" Taker asks taking shawns wrist. Shawn looks at him. "Im hoping our son will forgive me. I'm hoping you'll forgive me." Shawn smiles pulling away.

Taker is left stood in their kitchen. So many questions in his head.

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Shawn was not coming back. He was going to lose at wrestlemania 26 and never, ever step foot in this company ever again. "Youll be great in a suit." Vince hums behind him.

Shawns entire hopes and dreams crash around him.

When did he lose his love for wrestling?

No. Not his love for wrestling. His love for this company.

Shawn looks at him. "Why? Why can't you let me go. I have given you everything. My soul, my blood, you stole my god damn sons soul. He was supposed to be mine. He was part of the one thing I had that was my own and you've taken that from me." Shawn snaps. Vince smiles. "Ill bleed you dry if I have to. You-" "belong to you. I fuckin know" Shawn spits pushing past the older man. "Take it as a gift." Vince calls causing Shawn to halt by the door. "God knows what I'll do to Leon if you leave." Shawn's heart sinks.

He doesn't understand why Leon's been cursed the same fate as him. Why cassie and John were the apple of vinces eyes and all Leon got was fake love.

"Why"

"Why what?" Vince asks. Shawn looks at him. "If you need to be mean, be mean to me, not him. I can take it and he just doesn't deserve it." Shawn basically pleads. Vince chuckles. "Good luck out there Shawn." Is all he says before leaving. Shawn turns away and slaps a hand over his mouth as a scream begs to release.

All the anger and pain built up over the years and as long as Leon was still here, still under contract, there was not a damn thing Shawn could do except cry and scream into his empty lockeroom.

Unknown to him a shadow watches before disappearing into the arena, heartbroken.

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Shawn doesn't know if it's the valley but he knows something is wrong before anyone else.

His heart suddenly breaks and Leon's screams hit his ears. Without a word he's rushing out of the meeting with Steph and hunter and down the halls. Ignoring them on his tail he turns the corner and freezes, hunter slamming into his back sending him flying to the floor.

He doesn't care.

Not when his son is already on the floor crying. Leon's hands are caked in blood as his hands frantically move across drews bleeding skin.

Shawn feels sick to the stomach at the cameras filming. At the people staring in shock. He hears steph mention ambulance.

That's when he sees vince. Stood there. Smirking. "This was mine! He was mine! I finally have something that is mine! And you want, no need to take it from me and exploit it!" Leon yells, his voice cracking. The words are too similar to be a anything but mimicking.

"Shawn"

Leon's head snaps towards him. Shawn waits for the hatred but no. Its just pity, sadness. The whole world seems to pause around them. No. Not seems, it does. Shawn spots the purple in Leon's eyes. "We don't have to do this. People we love don't have to suffer." Leon states, tears staining his face. "No, your right. You don't. I do." Shawn whispers. "Why?" "Yes why?" A new voice asks.

Both michaels look to see taker stood to the right of them, in the middle. Shawn and taker stare at each other.

It's not a battle you must fight alone.

It is and it always will be.

No. I married you, I accepted the demons, you accepted mine. Do not push me out now.

"Enough!" Everyone is back. Taker and shawn look at Leon. "I hate when you two do that shit." Leon hisses looking back at drew. Taker admires the glow coming from Leon's hand. Shawn sits back. He's trying to heal drew...

Leon gasps as drews injuries start to form on himself. Taker quickly grabs his hand, blocking the cameras view. "No." Taker hisses. It all fades. "Not here. Not now." Taker warns.

Leon growls at him softly. Shawn looks at vince. "A word. Now." Shawn growls pulling himself up. Taker and Leon look at him as he practically shoves vince towards the offices.

He slams vinces door shut and looks at the other man. "Fuck with me, control Leon if you must, but you leave drew and taker fucking out of it. You promised me that" Shawn growls. "I promised no harm would come to Leon or taker. Never drew." Vince hums. "Harming drew harms Leon! You promised me!" Shawn yells. Vince grabs shawns jaw. "You have no right to be making demands" vince growls. Shawn hisses as he pulls away. "No. I don't. But Leon is getting closer and closer to the truth and unlike me, he will kill you, he will make you suffer. And I won't feel a ounce of sympathy" Shawn whispers.

Vince examines him. "Leave.drew.out.of.it." Shawn warns before turning and storming out.

Takers eyes lock with shawn and he immediately knows what he has to do.

To fight human evil, you have to become human evil.

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Shawn stares in shock as hunter reveals the news about vince.

His eyes land on taker.

What did you do?

Whatever I need to save my family.

"Any questions?" Hunter asks. Leon raises his hand. This shocks everyone. "Yes Leon?" "Will we be able to change contracts? Edit them, revise them?" Leon asks. Hunter looks at Stephanie. "Yes, why?" She asks. "What about superstars who are no longer active but still work here?" "None of them should have cont-" "answer the question." "Well yes, if one happened to be under contract still than Yes. We'd probably terminate it"

Terminate it.

"We can finally be free?"

Everyone looks at shawn.

"What?"

"I can finally be free."

[the-lonelys-special-little-boy]

Honestly, he is just the guy ever

[cloudymistedskies]

My car is laying on me, so I can’t get out now

Fuck you

[nightmare-viper-baybay]

When will my husband (Drew) return from the war? (Contract hell)

[soulful-simmer]

Clouds loomed overhead on the day of the duel, summer threatening to do its worst. Garyth was slightly taken aback by the location of the duel, not the training grounds but an open field far from the tribe’s center. His heartbeat was accelerated by the adrenaline rushing in his blood, lately it felt like his whole life was leading up to this moment. Though he wasn’t sure why a typical tribal match would be shrouded in so much intensity.

The Brigson brothers entered the plain soon after, leading another man behind them. He was strong with the arrogant smile of a victor on his face as he looked Garyth up and down. Orla placed a hand on Garyth’s shoulder, a silent vote of confidence.

 As the challengers faced each other to fight, the man scoffed at Garyth with disdain, “So you’re the one who is to save the whole tribe?” The man’s light eyes flashed with devious pleasure. He continued to laugh as Garyth held his gaze, slightly puzzled by the remark. Before he had time to consider the comment, the duel had begun.

The other man acted decisively, but, because of his training, Garyth was able to match the swift movements. The clanking of the swords rang loudly in the air, creating a kind of violent melody.

The other man began to fight more intensely, aiming to strike fatally. Garyth grunted as the man’s sword made contact, and the metallic smell of blood filled his nostrils. Garyth’s mind began to race, making his moves reactive as he struggled to dodge his opponent’s deadly sword technique. These actions were not simply for sport, Garyth finally registered as he narrowly evaded a hit aimed directly for his heart.

Eyes wide with this realization, Garyth managed to look at Orla through the corner of his eye. Her stare was intense, she knew more than she had initially said. At this moment, Garyth knew only one man would survive this duel.

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[mctna2019]

Everything are gone...

The forest trees are as green as past and the waterfall is as clear and beautiful.Hwi can hear the laughter of the two young boys and the clash of their wooden swords in silence. He hears all their jokes very well. He can see how their practice arrows fly through the air to bring them one step closer to their little victory in their bet. The sound of splashing water is still in his ears. The sound of their laughter echoes along with the younger girl in their small hut at the end of the road. Squid and flowers kites dance in the air in different shape and colors, connecting the four young standing on the bridge. Everything is the same as it was ten years ago, except for those two who have changed a lot.Hwi is wonders if Seon-ho went through all of this place ten years ago too when he decided to take such a hard and lonely path or not.

[gh0sthoodie]

Happy pride month maybe I’ll start watching Doctor Who again

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

[taakiitoo]

[chloesimaginationthings]

Everyone loves FNAF music man.. even Michael

[clownsuu]

God I love the insane amounts of d r i p Stanley just casually wears