#pitchprotege

[6aints-arc]

“ i gave her my number, alright ! you happy ? ” cheeks turn a rosy pink. without @pitchprotege, nothing would get done. one hand clutches a latte, while the other presses into her face, covering her eyes out of embarrassment. there’s a moment where she peeks over her shoulder, fingers parting just to take one little look, just to see the cute barista looking back. through clenched teeth, full of desperation : “ can we go now ??? actually, can i just take the next flight to wherever you’re going next ??? or maybe i can just crawl in a hole and die ??? ”

[tartt9]

@pitchprotege [ liked ]

"Who d'you think'll get the 8 for the Euros, then...? Because, honestly? From my point of view? Either I get t'wear Kent's number'n take us further'n he ever did, or I get t'wear the 10 and coordinate the whole attack - either way, I win."

[bucketkicked]

"Are you hungover?"

Carlo’s head is lying on the table below, arms crossed around it. “Hungover? No, I don’t drink much,” he mumbles, “just really exhausted. You wouldn’t believe how drained I am, man.”

Not only had there been championship games, but he’d gotten caught up in a whirlwind of family stuff as well. Everyone seemed to suddenly want him to be available and around for various activities. Sure, he loved it, but he ended up stretched thin at the end of the day.

A beat, and then: “Are you doin’ alright, though?”

[rvbelhearts]

“  stay with me tonight.  ” [for jade last one hehehe ]

“There’s actually no other place I’d rather be, so you ain’t gotta ask me twice.” The two of them had just met, but already, Jade felt a connection with Beck, so much so that she didn’t want their time together to end anytime soon. It was rare she so effortlessly was attracted to someone, but there was no denying Beck had style and class like no one she’d ever met before. Plus, she was on such a high that night from finally making her long awaited debut in WWE, that she wanted to share her excitement with someone, so why not share it with someone she already knew she was going to be spending more and more time with, if she had it her way.

@pitchprotege

[thegcng-arch]

“i left,   but only to get some coffee.  it’s on the table.” ( you can pick ! )

i'm  not  really  used  to  waking  up  with  whatever  dude  came  back  with  me  to  my  apartment still in  my  apartment.   usually  it's  a  one  and  done  kinda  thing.   not  sure  why  that  is,   surely  it  can't  be me  or  anything  about  my  room.   maybe  having  a  roommate  was  part  of  it,   they'd  get  intimidated  by  dennis  or  something.   whatever,  that  really  didn't  matter.   because  the  beef  cake  that  stayed  the  night  was  still  here  and  he  even  brought  me  coffee.  "oh  shit  dude." i  say  with  wide  eyes,   sitting  up  in  my  bed  and  flashing  a  wide  smile  in  his  direction.  "that's  like  ...  super  sweet  of  you,   man.   thank  you." head  tilts  to  the  side,  "did  you  sleep  okay?" 

@pitchprotege

[v4vile-a]

beckett pike / @pitchprotege : “ by the end of it, we were singing swedish drinking songs. ”

THE RED LIGHT IS ON, the nation are listening. pike delivered the climax of a story that he and chris shared -- an unlikely friendship that blossomed out of the latter's love for the game. the radio presenter gives the two a moment to recompose themselves, but chris continues anyway.

‘ pike still remembers 'em all. ’ he jests, smirking hard in the general direction of his friend, ‘ go on puddin', i'll be your backing track. ’

there was that famous & personable chaos that followed chris all throughout his career. and it found a home in beckett pike's company. and chris just adored pike's dads.

[famefckr]

❝    honestly,    guys    usually    just    wear    a    nice    tux.    ❞    she    says,    adjusting    the    little    belt    that    accessorizes    her    dress.    there    were    only    a    handful    of    days    until    the    oscars    and    she    was    a    little    nervous.    none    of    her    films    were    ever    up    for    a    category    she'd    be    nominated    in,    but    she    loved    to    go    and    see    her    industry    friends.    ❝    it's    really    the    met    gala    that    you    want    to    go    all    out    for.    the    oscars,    at    least    for    my    team    and    i,    is    a    carpet    you    want    to    be    respectful    and    classy    on.    not    that    i    have    any    issue    with    anyone    who    decides    to    spice    it    up,    of    course.    ❞

          ❝            i          may          know         my          way       AROUND          a          footy        pitch          ,           but        i'm         not        sure      𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙      the        red        carpet        dress        code     at        the           oscars.                 ❞       

━━ 𝕬 ． ⌗ ﹕ famefckr ⌑ ﹒    ⵓ  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥.

[rvbelhearts]

“  you got this.  ” [ for bayley <3 ]

A slight chill ran through her body, as she took Beck’s words in, because it reminded Pam of what was in store for her, in a mere few hours. He was the only one who knew she was going to be the winner of the women’s Royal Rumble match, because she just had to tell someone, and he was one of the few people she actually trusted to keep the secret. Plus, she needed to hear those words he’d just said to her, more than he probably realized, because this night, this moment, was something she’d dreamed about since she was a little kid. “You’re damn right I got this. This is my night, my moment, and there is no one else in the world I want to share it with. You’re still going to be sitting ringside, right?”

[rvbelhearts]

“  did you miss me?  ” [ tiffany !!! ]

“Of course I missed you!! I can’t believe you’re here!” The blonde found herself letting out a small, happy squeal, as she jumped into Beck’s arms, because she was so excited for him to be there for her big night, as she was making a surprise appearance in the Royal Rumble. Her first match on the main roster.

@pitchprotege

[rvbelhearts]

“  i wanted to see you.  ” [ for bianca ! ]

A small, yet shaky laugh escaped the self proclaimed EST, as she continued stretching for her match that night, because Beck was always surprising her, but she had to admit, she was kind of nervous for him to be there that particular night. This would be one of the first times he’d see her wrestle live, and all she wanted to do was impress him, and his friends, since she knew they’d all be sitting ringside. “Is it crazy that I’m really nervous for you to be here? I hope I don’t embarrass myself in front of you and your friends!”

@pitchprotege

[rvbelhearts]

“  god,  i love you.  ” [ for becky <3 ]

Everytime those words slipped from his lips, Rebecca always got butterflies in her tummy, no matter how many times she’d heard them. This time was no different, and a small sigh escaped the red head, as she slipped her arms around Beck’s waist, pulling him in closer to her frame. “And I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.”

@pitchprotege

[gcldensnflwr]

with one leg tucked underneath him and the other hanging off the side of the bed, luca observed as beckett continued to pack away his belongings. they were right, of course—beckett always had the best ideas—but that didn't mean the heir was necessarily thrilled about it this particular time. luca was busy; that part was true, but his plans were devoid of anything the boy himself would ever willingly submit to. instead, they were his father's mandates: the heir to the family’s business, legacy, and future must learn the ropes. the prospect held little appeal for luca, who fancied his destiny more akin to blazing like the sun than navigating through stifling boardrooms with the ghostly faces of men expecting miracles to spice up their mundane bureaucratic lives.

but what about next quarter? we must start contemplating next year's targets. they're not entirely convinced; we need to demonstrate why we're superior, shower them with more money, and sprinkle some charm on the fucking deal. luca remained skeptical about ever truly understanding one's father, but grappling with the mystery of thriving in an environment like that was a puzzle he would never be able to understand, no matter how long he drew air into his lungs.

" days that feel as though they stretch into weeks, followed by months, and with the distance of years inevitably trailing not too far behind. ” well, it wasn't as if the boy had ever denied the theatrics that undeniably consumed his entire being. he was practically woven together with nothing but poetry, art, and romance. plump lips turned downward ever so slightly, forming the subtlest of frowns. he plucked a certain shirt, a gift from luca to beckett, from the pile of clothes on the bed and began folding before placing it in the others suitcase.

" though i would advise against interpreting this as any genuine attempt to conceal how i truly feel; i'm a much better liar than that, " he warned, his tone swelling with playfulness and delightful teasing.

— ㅤ۫ ㅤ ๑ㅤ ⚽ ㅤ𓂂 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚 : " so why’s it so important anyway ? "

traveling      didn’t       involve       just       away       games           ,           but      it       also       involved       other      miscellaneous      endeveours       beckett       had      with      his       EXTREMELY       successful       career.          those      endeavors       involved       him       attending      award      shows.           beckett      continued      to      fold       his       clothes       into      suitcase        as       luca       sat      next       to      him.                 ❝         it’s      only       a      couple      of       days       and       i      diiiiddd      say      you      could       come       along         ,         but      you’re       just      as       busy      as       i.         ❞       

  a      glance      finished       his       sentence         ,         followed       by       a       soft       smile      over       to       him.      ❝          why      am      i      gettin’       the      feelin’      you’re       gonna       miss       me ?         seems       to      me       like       you       don’t       want      me       to      go.      ❞      

━━ 𝕬 ． ⌗ ﹕ gcldensnflwr ⌑ ﹒    ⵓ  qᵘᵉˢᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗˢ.

[6aints-arc]

WHICH CHARACTER ARCHETYPE ARE YOU ?

THE ANCIENT STAR: A being from somewhere distant, far from here. Ethereal, enigmatic, mysterious, kind, and a catalyst for greatness in others.

TAGGED BY: @buckstops TAGGING: @deatheless @pitchprotege @v4vile + you! steal this from me <3

[rvbelhearts]

[ 📲 message sent: Twin Flame ♥️]: Of course he can, but that was a lot of scrolling, my love!

[ 📲 message sent: Twin Flame ♥️]: No no no, I’m the lucky one. I mean, have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨!

[     ׂ     𓈒      ⭑ ᥉ო᥉ — 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬. <3 ] " why did you like one of my pics from 2014 ? "

[     ׂ     𓈒      ⭑ ᥉ო᥉ — 𝐝𝐞𝐥����𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ] can't your boyfriend admire his girlfriend he's away ?

[     ׂ     𓈒      ⭑ ᥉ო᥉ — 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ] plus you look proper fit here love ! i'm pretty lucky if i do say so myself. 🥰

━━ 𝕬 ． ⌗ ﹕ rvbelhearts ⌑ ﹒    ⵓ  ᵗᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ᵐᵉᵐᵉ.

[hellgiven]

                           "  well  ,  you  guys  are  always  training  so  that's  .  .  valid  .  "  the  brunette  replied  ,  smiling  .  "  my  cousin  says  that  same  thing  when  we  go  to  events  that  aren't  something  to  do  with  the  team  .   are  you  enjoying  yourself  though  ?  this  place  is  great  !  " 

      ❝         honestly     i      can't      remember      the     LAST      time     i      had      a     social     life      outside      of      the      pitch.           ❞  

━━ 𝕬 ． ⌗ ﹕ hellgiven ⌑ ﹒    ⵓ  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥.