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Series Fic: Heart Complications

Hello! This is going to be either a weekly or bi-weekly series. It will include cameos of female superstars, but will mostly follow the story of YOU our beloved reader, along with Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, Jeff Hardy, Finn Bálor, and Seth Rollins. The ending will be a surprise to EVERYONE, including myself! Also, I forgot who wanted to be tagged, so please comment or message if you’d like to be tagged in future fics!

Reader x Multiple Superstars

Triggers: None at the moment

Type: Fluffy, slight hints of jealousy.

Word Count: 1005

Synopsis: You’re having a rough day when find you out some interesting news.

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Originally posted by hotwweguys

“Nope, I’m leaving”, you say bluntly, turning towards your apartment door, “I’ll come by with some friends for my shit, I want you out of my apartment in three days”.

“No, baby, don’t. She meant nothing and isn’t worth anything to me”.

You stop dead in your tracks, the woman you caught in bed with your fiancé stumbling to put back on her clothes. You take a look around your quaint one bedroom apartment in the upper Minneapolis area, turning your gaze straight into his frantic, dead blue eyes, “no, she was worth something”.

You turn back towards the door, “she was worth enough to lose it all”.

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“Hey”.

The sound of Dean Ambrose greeting you pulls you out of your daydream funk. Your head snaps up at the dirty blond man standing above you, holding an ice cold lemonade, a coffee, and a bag full with protein packed donuts.

“I remembered you don’t like coffee after workouts, which is weird by the way”. You put the arm weight down by your foot, grabbing the white cup of fresh lemonade with little bits of fruit. The same stuff you drink after every workout. “No ice, right?”

“I put one in there just to piss you off”. His smile lights up, being the sarcastic asshole he loves to be. Dean takes a sip of his coffee, ”what’s got you all up in a funk”?

He leans against the wall, crossing an arm against his chest. You look up at him through your wet hair and without saying a word, he knows. Dean rolls his eyes.

“C’mon girl, I know at least five guys who’d want to be with you right now. Including one that isn’t even here yet, you gotta get over that shit”.

“Plus”, he interrupts himself, “you’re in the contenders match, you need to be on your A game against your three opponents”. He takes another sip of his coffee, savoring the dark flavor. You take a long drink off of your lemonade before turning to him again, “so wait, five different guys?” You ask curiously, “who?”

Weelllll”, he sets the coffee down, pointing towards the treadmill “Hardy mentioned it once”, he switches his finger to the training ring, “Roman thinks you’re fuckin’ hot”. His hand goes towards the water fountain “Seth eye fucks you every time you walk by”, he then points to himself, “no shame here”. He shrugs.

“Well that’s four, either you’re bad at counting or there’s someone you’re not mentioning”. He grins, “I’m bad at counting”.

Suddenly the door to the gym swings open, “huh, speak of the devil”.

Finn walks in, his duffle in tow on his shoulder. As soon as he sees your face, his head dips towards the floor, avoiding contact with you. His cheeks turns a soft pink as Seth chuckles from the actions that played out.

“Is that why he does that?”

The sipping noise from his coffee cup is loud against the quiet gym, “yup”, he gazes at you, “he’s not the type to tell you his feelings”.

Finn zips down his hoodie, revealing his dark gray tshirt. The further he zips, the more you find yourself staring at him. Dean waves his hand in front of your face, pulling you away from your stare, “what?”

“You’re stalking your prey”.

You hit his arm, laughing softly, “seems to me that everyone is fair play”.

7:30pm, the number one contenders fatal 4 way match.

Your body tingles from the anticipation of walking out from behind the equipment. You jump in place a little, getting your blood flowing faster. Finn, Dean, and Seth stand around with you, shirtless and sweat soaked from the 6 man tag team match they just won against Miz, Bray Wyatt, and Samoa Joe.

Dean grabs your shoulder, “you’re gonna give yourself a heart attack”. He squeezes a little on it. You look as Finn turns his head towards the wall, taking a small swallow. He looks back, “Ay, we need ta’ go get decent clothes on, good luck”.

Dean smiles softly at you as both Finn and Seth turn to walk to the locker room. He pulls his hand from your shoulder, running to catch up to his friends. You watch all three turn the corner. Emma chuckles as your music hits. The sound of snaps you back to your surroundings.

“What?”, you ask, walking towards the entrance.

“I’ve never seen three different men pine over one woman so badly”, her head shakes, “especially Finn”.

Introducing first, (Y/R/N).

You step from behind the curtain, and the entire crowd lights up for you. The flow of energy surrounds you as you make your way to the ring, giving high fives and big smiles the entire way to the squared circle.

You slide inside on the soft canvas and point to the crowd, getting a huge pop from the eighteen thousand plus in attendance. Taking your corner, you place your hands upon your knees, waiting for your competition.

As Nia Jax, Emma, and Alicia Fox come down one after the other, intimidation sets in. The nerves in your body make you shake softly. You stand up straight, your head held high. I’ve got this..

1, 2, 3.. DING.

The crowd screams as the referee raises your hand as the victor, thirty minutes of grueling action against three tough women. Nia looks up at you from the mat and winks, her soft side always showing towards you. You begin walking up the entrance ramp, giving more kids high fives as you reach the top. Heading backstage you find only Seth waiting for you, overly excited for your win.

“(Y/N)! You did it! You get a championship shot!”, he runs over to you, scooping your body up in his arms, swinging you in a circle. “I’m so proud of you!”

He sets you back on the floor gently, before softly pressing his lips against yours, cupping your chin in his hand. Your breathing stalls a bit, right before he pulls away from your face with a shocked, embarrassed look.

Fuck.. that wasn’t.. I mean.. shit I’m sorry (Y/N).

10

why did i choose to do this to myself 

just gonna mass-dump most of my ap art concentration here (techincally not due yet but ehhh) my focus was on sensations that are difficult to describe in words expressed via hands

‘Tis I. The momther.

I dun did a goof

So um basically. I was trying to delete a different blog because I have like 50 trillion right?? So, I’ve done it a lot and I was going through the motions and basically.

I fucked my shit up.

I goofed.

I messed up.

I played myself.

so for those who still haven’t gotten it,

This is my new blog because letshaveskeletonsoffun is no more

So ye. ((And we were so close to 500 followers too. rip))

Could you guys let people know that I’m here on this blog now.

Also, if anyone has any of my old posts, hmu because I want to reblog it here

I’m gonna be tagging many of my chums so they know what’s up. under a read more because I have many people I consider chums even tho I’m pretty sure only about half of them like me lol

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I was tagged by @ethereal-valkyrie @serpentschalice @dur-undume and @tarinya-quinn and to post a selfie . If I’m forgetting anyone then please let me know .Thank you btw! It’s been over due lol! To be honest I’ve been feeling shit about myself . So I tried lol . I tag anyone who wants to do this :D You guys are all beautiful . I also forgot I also been tagged by the beautiful @allpuppetskill.

hatarlakrits opened up commissions recently, and so of course, I asked for some cute Teevert and Valgleeson nonsense. an 800-word rant about their performances and a few days later, I get this!!! and it is!!!! so perfect!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve been ranting to let-it-be-extraordinary about it for ten minutes already, somebody save me from my emotions

The Signs As Lloyd Irving Quotes

Aries: “Do you ever say anything original?”

Taurus: “I don’t quite get it, but I got it!”

Gemini: “I just had a sudden, violent urge to abandon you.”

Cancer: “He just called you a fool.”

Leo: “ What will you accomplish by dying? Nothing! There is no meaning in dying!”

Virgo: “I’ve lost all confidence as a man.”

Libra: “I lied, it’s actually hot.”

Sagittarius: “Give me your name and I shall give you mine!”

Scorpio: “It’s actually iced coffee.”

Capricorn: “I don’t see a need to introduce myself either to a moron who doesn’t realize how pathetic he is.”

Aquarius: “BURN TO OBLIVION!”

Pisces: “From the moment they are born, everyone has the right to live.”

OMG I JUST REALIZED I HIT 300 (Actually like 303 bc I forgot to check it whoops) Any who, thank you guys so much! I’m so happy people have been so supportive of all my writings since I don’t conisder myself to be very good and I’ve only been wrtiting a month or two. Thank you so much!

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Originally posted by flyingpandasrule

anonymous asked:

are you more comfortable saying jelix or septicpie? lmao

Septicpie :D
When I looked for content on this ship for the first time there wasn’t actually any main tag of the ship so I needed to use my creativity and make up some ship names myself bc I’ve never heard of it before. And I went to russian site, vk, and asked my peeps how should I tag it when I will be posting art on it. One of my pals said “septicpie” and then they added that they forgot Sean’s nickname has actually “Jack” in the beginning lol. I used Septicpie bc it seemed funny to me. Then I found out about Jelix and PewDieJack started to use them too to tag my shit but Septicpie was always #1 in my heart

I belong to him.

I belong to him
Not because he owns me,

But because I wanted him to have me.

I belong to him
Because his gaze is true and his smiles are warm

I belong to him because he lets me call him mine.

I belong to him
Because of the spring of his touch and the weight on his shoulders

And I belong to him because I didn’t have to

Not for a moment.

Not for a second.

Never through bleeding ledgers or broken calls.

I belong to him because he’s stared into my soul
And sang along with my demons.
But his voice was louder,
It shut all the whispers inside my head.

I belong to him because i’ve seen his Devil
Just like he’s seen mine
I’ve counted the universes inside his eyes

I have seen his truth.


And I belong to him.


I belong to him because…
Through all those galaxies I counted
Through all thoses Suns
The only thing
His only wish
Was for me to have myself

I do now

I do.

And it all belongs to you

—  it’s a choice and it’s a confession, for my greatest crime was to love.
9

whats up yall i was tagged by @shrimpdinner (thank u i LOVE being tagged in shit tag me in everything) to do a moodboard strictly from pictures on my camera roll on my phone and… 

this is how mine turned out lmao i am That Person™ who thinks they’re a photographer but also i couldve done a memeboard instead but went for the aesthetic except for the loml jin & the taemin one in the middle i couldnt help myself its just so funny to me

ill go ahead n tag the usual & a few of my new mutuals to get to know yall and ofc like usual u dont need to feel pressured to do it!

@fishpun @kiryues @shootinglovemp4 @starsforchenle @hweein @yugysangel @hanichul @digipedi @17dad @seokjinsgf & @seriouslyexcited

Music Shuffle Challenge

I totally spaced, and i just remembered this! I was tagged by @coastingon-potential - Thank You! (sorry i’m like a terrible person and forgot)

Rules: Put your music on shuffle and write your favorite lyrics to the first 9 songs that come up, then tag 9 people.

Losing Myself - State Champs“call it off, i’ve made my move i’m defenseless and i could use some time on my own and a place to stay I’m losing myself in the best way Done with anything basic I’ve had enough of the same shit”

Let’s Kill Tonight - Panic! at the Disco: “cold hearts brew colder songs”

Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) - Green Day: “ So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time”

Kali Ma - Neck Deep: “ It’s all fun and games until someone gets fucked up “

Weighted - FIATC: “ So let’s laugh, let’s laugh Let’s learn to laugh at ourselves again Let’s love, let’s love Let’s hate what our love makes us do”

Boomerang - The Summer Set: “ Let’s pop champagne, fake like we’re billionaires. Just you and me, ain’t much but we don’t care.”

Love & War - Metro Station (yes, i am garbage): “ If all’s fair in love and war, then what are we fighting for? “

Secrets - State Champs: “ I’ve got more secrets than you’ll ever know Another year and you won’t let it go Too many times I told myself to hold on But it’s too late for me, now I’m as good as gone

Shake It Out - Florence + The Machine: “ Regrets collect like old friends Here to relive your darkest moments I can see no way, I can see no way And all of the ghouls come out to play”

I tag (if you want to): @spookyjimrippedmas @spookyjim-joshua @frankierofrankfrankiero @itsalrightbxby @bloodyfrnkie @dunset @fuhking-frnk @frank-iero-owns-my-ass @murderfrank  

I was tagged by the sublime @corpsequeeninthenorth a while ago, but because I am total shit at doing things I am tagged in, I forgot. Well, that is only half the story. The other half is that partway through my latest social media marathon I felt the need to interject a morass of intrepid hemming and raucous hawing out of (sheer lack of) deference to the rat race of a pull-to-get-on-top lifestyle I keep good faith with, even as it pains me to admit it. Sometimes I’m barely even in a place to divert myself, let alone step up any game at all, but I was in a good place today, so I thought I’d do this for the hell of it. :D

Rules: Answer eight questions and tag eight people

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‘sorry i didn’t text you back, i just got bored and forgot about you and your entire existence’ a novel by me