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🖤┊ ❝ @karmalives ❞┊ [ continued from HERE ] 🖤 This was the first time in a while someone was willing to say something like that to him. Roman was usually quick to make a snarky comment to anyone who thought it was wise to talk to him such matters. People knew better to bite their tongue or face his venomous words. With being Natty, he had to bite his tongue to keep himself lashing out. He licked his lips to moisten them. His nose moved show a little annoyance with her words, but he did not express it. He took a deep breathe before letting out what he wanted to say to her. “ Not scared of me, huh? ” He questioned. “ I was waiting for when you finally speak up to me rather than go along with everything I said or asked. ” He spoke once more with tilt of his head.
Over the last three years, Roman had developed this mental complex that he was invincible and that everyone should fear him. The way he treated his own blood was unacceptable and never in her life would Nattie abuse or let anybody abuse and manipulate her loved ones like he did to his cousins. Man or woman, it didn't matter because the Hart didn't sugarcoat how she felt, and in her mind it was time to voice her opinions and stand up to the Tribal Chief.
His reaction to her words was not what she expected however. Was he sincere or was he trying to play mind games to get in Nattie's head? "What—-what do you mean you were waiting for me?"
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@karmalives said: “ i bet i can make you scream tonight. “ - from damian.
it’s the time of year for all things spooky, where samhain celebrations were abound, ol’ hallow’s eve rejoiced by most if some only did so for the sweets at the end of the night; and not including just children. the judgement day faction found themselves wandering about a cornfield , distant sounds of voices fearful piercing the air like rifles firing off, but no shootouts or wars were happening here, only the fun-filled festivities even becky lynch was enjoying. the others had elected to take different paths, a bet among them all to see who could get out first; but, it’s becoming abundantly clear that damian’s mind seems to be somewhere else entirely.
fingertips brush up against the stocks as they walk along their chosen path when his hispanic bravado punctured eardrums. it’s enough to make her stop dead in her tracks, cheeks almost as rosy as her hair. had she heard him correctly? brow raises, mouth left agape. sure, there’d been harmless flirtations, hints at something there but not quite crossed ... until that very moment. “ excuse me? “ there’s no anger in it, or offense . . . not in the slightest. rather, it’s just surprise which saturates tone. swallowing hard, she blinked up at him, bewildered. “ did you just ... did i hear that right? “
#karmalives#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'�� 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / writing.#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / kayfabe.#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / main verse.#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / monday night raw.#!!!!#WTF I LOVE THIS SO HARD#PLEASE MAKE BABY GIRL SCREAM PAPI MMMM
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-> @karmalives -> continuation.
lingering backstage prior to a show starting was her least favorite thing to do — but she was going through one last check of her camera gear to make absolutely sure that everything was properly attached or that batteries were fully charged. or you know, every memory card was fully functional — which was why her laptop was sitting on a metal chair plugged in. just double checking before putting the memory card back inside of the camera.
h o w e v e r, her gut — that natural born instinct of knowing when something was the matter was edging around the corners of the back of her mind. it was making her nervous, she wished it wasn't but without knowing what the cause was? she was going to have to remain nervous — and that did not bode well for when she had to work.
eyes of the world — the most inappropriate time to get anxious and be unable to do her job correctly. they'd never let her take photos ever again — well, at least the company wouldn't. exhaling a deep breath or two, she removed a little black jar from her backpack and removed one non thc gel capsules. popping it into her mouth, she frowned a bit and sealed the jar up tight before heading down the hallway for the water fountain. taking a few swallows of the icy cold liquid, a double tap on her shoulder made her quickly stand up straight and spin around. coming face to face with paul heyman — special counsel to … uh oh.
"ms. savarese, my liege — the tribal chief roman reigns would like to speak with you. can you please gather your things? i have been tasked with bringing you to him." all she could do was nod her head quickly before walking over to where her belongings were — powering down the laptop, packing it away in the backpack followed by her camera bag and zipping it up. sliding both arms through the straps, another sigh passed through her lips before she followed paul down the hallway. in the opposite direction of where she was supposed to be going soon. she's biting her lower lip hard enough to make it bleed upon the final approach of those black double doors with the sign ROMAN REIGNS on at least one of them.
he knocks twice before opening a door for her — gesturing her inside and closing the door behind her. so she's trapped now, paul standing vigilant outside so they're not disturbed. " — you … wanted to see me???" her voice rather quiet, trying to hide her anxiety.
#give me your strength oh chariot ( replies. )#karmalives#[ SWEATDROP EMOOOOJI x 10. ]#don't let the bright flashes blind you ( freelance photographer. )#[ t.t sorry this was so long ... the muse was chaaaaatttty. ]#wque; the soundtrack of the queue ( queued post. )
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@karmalives┊starter call
contact: number 99. 📨 sent: what if i told you i was heading to your hotel room right now? 📨 sent: and yes i know it's 7 am but i haven't slept yet. i'm still on london time apparently. 📨 sent: we can scope out the area for some coffee if you want.
Max wasn't joking about heading to her hotel room either. He'd never admit it but the fact that Anna was feeling down recently, he knew he had to try and do something to make her feel better. Him, catching feelings? Naaaah. After sending the text to Anna, he would continue trudging towards Anna's hotel room door before knocking on it lightly. A few seconds passed and Max would knock lightly again but in quicker fashion. In an attempt to garner her attention even more, the World Champion would speak against the base of the door in a high pitch voice, "Housekeeping!"
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Closed starter for @karmalives
It had been almost two years since Mercedes has seen Jey in person, so needless to say, she was beyond excited to be having lunch with him that afternoon. She couldn’t help but to laugh softly when she arrived at the restaurant, probably a little bit earlier than she should have, seeing as how Jey hadn’t even arrived just yet, but that was perfectly alright, because she’d wait for him all day if she had to. She was quickly greeted by a waiter, who seated her at a table for two, and Mercedes went ahead and ordered two sweet teas for herself and Jey to drink. Once the waiter left her table, Mercedes pulled her phone out so she could send Jey a quick text, letting him know she was waiting for him at the restaurant, but for him to take his time, because she definitely wasn’t going anywhere.
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@karmalives | Byron Wetherly
make me choose meme: skyeswan asked: human damon or vampire damon
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Like Father, Like Son
Characters pictured from left to right:
Dominic Angel-Wetherly (the Son) and Byron Wetherly (the Father)
Featuring @karmalives
#Character: Dominic Angel-Wetherly#Indie Vampire RP#Indie Horror RP#Indie RP#karmalives#V: Like Father Like Son | Dominic & Byron#Indie Supernatural RP#karmalives | Dominic & Byron
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Continued from x w/@karmalives ~
Things had taken a pretty unexpected turn from their usual teasing and bantering around with one another, now the two found themselves sneaking around at work and getting themselves a little deeper in their escapades. Was it her that suggested it? Not exactly, for he was equally responsible ...Although maybe she'd guided things towards this direction but there was something about him that she always knew there was a bad boy hidden beneath those baby blue eyes. There was something about him that made her crave more, and whilst there was many guys that wanted her attention and would do just about anything to get it, there was only a few that actually stood a chance and was successful in getting it. The girl all the bad guys want... Whilst she allowed him to hoist her up into his arms, slender legs wrapped around his lower frame she lustfully released those noises of pleasure without taking too much of a notice of how populated the arena was and there was plenty of people hanging around backstage. It was only until he told her they needed to be quiet that she groaned with each thrust that he did. "Don't you know how hard it is to keep quiet when you're making me feel so good Daddy?"
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🖤┊ ❝ @karmalives ❞┊ [ continued from HERE ] 🖤
It has been way too much for him to hear, the prince was biting his tongue with not wanting to say anything hurtful to the canada native. he couldn't imagine why she was saying the things she said she said. was she trying to fill the silence, but instead said some things she shouldn't have? he was about to find out when she commented that. " lass, what was that about? " he questioned her with a puzzled look on his face.
A common Hart trait was they loved to talk about themselves--- at least once a day, bare minimum. The topic at hand was the Queen of Harts treating herself to a nice full-body tan over the weekend. How ironic that the other half of the conversation(?), Finn's complexion was... not so tan.
Throat cleared then hand went over mouth to recollect her thoughts but mainly to stop talking. "Sorry about that. I don't know why I told you of all people, forget you heard anything."
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@karmalives roman gets jd brat, i mean becks.
there’s something in the way that she just sits there, watching from atop the cell like a bird surveying land below its nest. in reality, the irish wrestler was waiting for the perfect moment to strike. it was a sinister game she played, planned and poised no doubt. heart thrums as the adrenaline increases, sweat slick brow wiped with the back of her hands. if there was anyone else in the industry that was in more ill favor than the judgement day faction, it was roman reigns. sure, he had been revered as the tribal chief, but it was becoming apparent within the wwe universe that something had to give. it was damian’s match, but did that ever keep any of judgement day from interfering? she hears the announcers as they finally notice her, and when she sees the samoan man’s focus upon her, all she could do is let out a raucous laugh as digits individually waved at him; a manner similar to mami’s. “ surprise! “
#karmalives#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / kayfabe.#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / writing.#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / friday night smackdown.#* . ・ › 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ˎ / main verse.#listen .... i just .... had to
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@karmalives -> continuation.
→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: o h !
→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: 😳
→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: oh wow uhm ...
→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: no no I'll come and get them ...
→ 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜: ... along with the camera I left there.
#wque; the soundtrack of the queue ( queued post. )#give me your strength oh chariot ( replies. )#karmalives#don't let the bright flashes blind you ( freelance photographer. )#[ AHAHAHAHA the implications of her having left a camera behind. BOY OH BOY. WHAT DID THEY GET UP TO. ]
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a light chuckle came from the blonde who thought it was the perfect time to pull a surprise for maxwell. after all, turning to the dark side of things haven’t been this fun in a long time for her because being nice was boring. max did turn a new leaf when he became friends with adam cole, but it was just to one person though. julia shrugged her shoulders she glanced around the room at the decorations she scattered around the hotel suite. “ can appreciate the decorations though? it’s not pink for sure. ” here she thought he would appreciate the work she had done while he was away. maybe there was too much black or not enough for his tasted.
Mixing it up with Julia maaaaybe wasn't his brightest thought, but he was thinking with his dick at the time. Like most men did. The longer their little "arrangement" went on, the weirder things got. Yet, despite the discomfort, Max found it weirdly comforting... it was something different because she was something different. Julia at face value might look like some atypical blonde, but underneath the gaudy clothes and makeup she wore was someone so undeniably real and he appreciated it.
Her looks and demeanor aside, Max couldn't appreciate the emo-ladden decorations she had strewn throughout the room. It reminded him too much of the foes he'd tangled with, such as D.arby A.llin, and that made him feel a little queasy at the thought. "I'd much rather prefer pink over this..." Max's voice is a low whisper, muttering under his breath essentially before he turns around to face Julia, "I love it." Aaaand there it is. A little white lie, one that was totally not going to blow up in his face later... Right?
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@karmalives | Byron Wetherly
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#Character: Lucy Dennison#psychicslayer#Lyron | Lucy & Byron#karmalives | Lucy & Byron#karmalives#She absolutely LOVES kissing her vampire boyfriend.
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@karmalives continued from here!
At that point, Bianca had already climbed on top of Jimmy, straddling his waist, as she slowly started placing kisses against his face, moving down to his neck, even if she knew he wasn’t asleep at all. All she had to do was look at that little grin on his face, but she knew he was trying to see just how far she’d go to wake him up. Well, he was about to be in for quite the surprise, because as soon as he said those words to her, she slowly reached for a pillow that was laying on the bed, making sure he didn’t see what she was doing, before she smacked him right in the face with it, her own laughter soon filling the air. “I knew you weren’t asleep, you dork! Come on, stop ignoring me!”
#karmalives#ft. Jimmy Uso#゚゚・★ watch me shine ゚゚・★ ||bianca replies||#//it’s fine bby!! always take your time ❤️❤️
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[ text ] rough day, huh? to adam, from scarlett
@karmalives
[TXT] haha. There’s been a lot of thinking, yeah.
[TXT] Is it that obvious?
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@karmalives continued from here
It didn't occur to Emma yet why she did what she did until they were finally forced to be in the same vicinity of one another. The tension could suffocate both of them with such ease and part of her wished it would so she wouldn't have to feel the uncomfortable aura any longer.
"Because I wanted to see if you actually would go through with it, I just didn't think you would." She ran her hands through her hair now as her stomach was in knots. "This just goes to show I didn't know you or your temperament enough. And if you want to place blame on me for that then that's fair."
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