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she had heard it come out of the young man's mouth, and she probably didn't start breathing until she felt malaki's hand on her back to move her and follow with punk and himself. she was openly apart of his circle, but to what extent no one really knew. the divorce had hit her like a lightning strike, and maybe she allowed herself to hope.

"and you think he won't? not after this, not after he had to break up a fight? the biggest thing is praying he didn't hear what jack said." she crossed her arms over her chest, alone with him in the locker room now. because the reality of what happened was coming to her in waves. her body felt very clammy in that moment. "this is it isn't it?"

@powertobite sent — " you were right there ! don't tell me you did nothing ! "

that was the problem — punk was there and he still did nothing. he couldn’t risk doing something when the ink on the divorce papers hadn’t dried yet, nor could he risk upsetting joe, so it was the safest option for him to do nothing even if it killed him. he was already dealing with the consequences of his actions in his newly appointed ex-wife filing for divorce, but he really couldn’t deal with not being able to see azin because of his actions.

“i hate to be the bearer of bad news, but…” he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, unable to meet her gaze. “joe was right there. he would’ve kicked my ass.”

She wasn’t surprised to hear it come from Synn’s mouth, but even when you expect something, you can’t ever really predict how you’ll react in the moment. Past trauma has a way of resurfacing, and for her, it stirs the fear that no one could ever like her for who she truly is. She holds her breath for half a second, then blurts out, “Are you sure?”

The second the words leave her mouth, she knows: she let the intrusive thoughts win again. She tries to correct herself. “I don’t mean like that, not at all. I just... do you like me, or do you like what I am in the ring? There’s a difference.”

And there was. She played the bombshell, the femme fatale—but in reality, she was the farthest thing from that. In her time traveling with Wilson, she’d shown him glimpses, but never the full picture.

“I’ve  held  these  feelings  for  so  long,  afraid  of  what  might  happen  if  I  spoke  them.”

(Synn)

"Well", Azin started, trying to find the right kind of words, the right answer without telling him how he should feel. "I do understand, I do, I don't want to tell you how you should feel though." She explained putting her cards out on the table. "But I've been there, afraid that you'll speak them into existence. Like a curse, or some nonsense, not that curses are nonsense, but just speaking your feelings shouldn't curse you." Az was stumbling over her words, not wanting to tell Synn that in her bloodline that could be very true. "But people like us? We fight, it's not for the faint of heart but we do."

He steps closer, and she doesn’t even hold her breath—still calm, still rational. She’s testing him, but maybe he’s testing her too. He could advance like a predator, but she’s been around monsters before. This? This isn't a monster. A genius, perhaps, and maybe a little mad—but Moxley isn’t a monster.

"I have to see if you're worthy of burning for," she states, voice steady. There's no hint of doubt in her words. It's in her DNA—this certainty. She would burn with anyone, if the cause was worth it.

"I've always known I'd burn. But for what? That’s for me to decide. When I do, there will be no turning back—I'm in, completely... one hundred percent. But there’s only one chance. So I have to be sure."

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"Oh, I have no doubt standing there well the world is burning and being burnt yourself wouldn't be a shock to you. But what happens when the kickback comes? When they don't fall to your ideas and ways? When they raise up and engulf you?" Her hands coming up as if to mimic flames that would threaten him to swallow him whole. "Are you willing to die for the cause? Just you, I know you don't care about anyone else." her head tilted a little to the side, "or am I wrong, please correct me if I am."

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"Oh, I have no doubt standing there well the world is burning and being burnt yourself wouldn't be a shock to you. But what happens when the kickback comes? When they don't fall to your ideas and ways? When they raise up and engulf you?" Her hands coming up as if to mimic flames that would threaten him to swallow him whole. "Are you willing to die for the cause? Just you, I know you don't care about anyone else." her head tilted a little to the side, "or am I wrong, please correct me if I am."

“I’ve  held  these  feelings  for  so  long,  afraid  of  what  might  happen  if  I  spoke  them.”

(Synn)

"Well", Azin started, trying to find the right kind of words, the right answer without telling him how he should feel. "I do understand, I do, I don't want to tell you how you should feel though." She explained putting her cards out on the table. "But I've been there, afraid that you'll speak them into existence. Like a curse, or some nonsense, not that curses are nonsense, but just speaking your feelings shouldn't curse you." Az was stumbling over her words, not wanting to tell Synn that in her bloodline that could be very true. "But people like us? We fight, it's not for the faint of heart but we do."

The only place in the house that really seemed lived in was the gaming room when she first got there, and she didn't want Tyson to think she had moved in without his consent, so she kept her things in her suitcase. "I would never change the gaming room, although." she said tapping her bottom lip, "I wouldn't mind adding one of those big plushy chairs so that I can hang out in there with you and be a little more comfortable if I'm not playing. Plus Dobby and I have talked about it, he would like that too." she teases back. "I feel like the first thing we do is actually unpack my clothes, that'll be the first little celebratory thing. How's that? We'll start small, bedroom first. Then the kitchen."

@powertobite: "don't tell anyone, but i love you."

It wasn’t the first time he heard those three words from her, but regardless it made him smile each and every time she said it, as if it had been. Throughout his time apart from wrestling, she had been there for him every step of the way, for the little things like going to the Pharmacy for him, to being by his bed side night after night, when he was in the hospital for weeks at a time. Tyson didn’t think it was possible for him to love her any more, but somehow she managed to find a way every single day, just by being her. “Since we’re sharing secrets, I have one for you. I love you too.” He leaned in a bit as he went on to say. “—and to be honest, I think it’s bout time you moved in with me.”

if you had asked her why she did it, why she was so loyal to tyson and why she refused to leave his side, the truth is she couldn't answer you. it just felt right in her soul. past relationships from both ends might have made her a little slow to ever admit feelings but when she did? it was forever. but they still kept things very private and personal, even to the point she kept her own house. even if she hadn't seen it in weeks. to japan with him, then back on the road with him before somehow just without asking or setting it ending back in his house too. "officially?" she asked, her forehead against his, "I think you're right."

@powertobite: "don't tell anyone, but i love you."

It wasn’t the first time he heard those three words from her, but regardless it made him smile each and every time she said it, as if it had been. Throughout his time apart from wrestling, she had been there for him every step of the way, for the little things like going to the Pharmacy for him, to being by his bed side night after night, when he was in the hospital for weeks at a time. Tyson didn’t think it was possible for him to love her any more, but somehow she managed to find a way every single day, just by being her. “Since we’re sharing secrets, I have one for you. I love you too.” He leaned in a bit as he went on to say. “—and to be honest, I think it’s bout time you moved in with me.”

@iconiic continued from here.

(msg): i wish i could understand paul's reasoning for this. (msg): frankie is upset, she saw the promo. (msg): she did smile over the comment about me and raising kids and he knew nothing about it.

[ FANGS ] for sender to playfully bite receiver with plastic fangs.

there's a soft shriek that comes from her lips surprised by him coming up behind her. but instantly she knows it's him. death, taxes, and the fact that no man would ever try to take what was his. and even if they tried she would show her own fangs.

the shriek melting into laughter.

as he leans against her, his body towers over her and admittedly that was one of the first things that had attracted her to him. she takes half a step back so she can be closer to him. her hand coiling up behind her body to rest against the back of his neck, giving him a soft scratch. loving --- as she feels the plastic on her neck.

"where ever did you find those?" she asks finally turning around to look at him.

  i  told  you  to  wear  more  layers.  here ,  wear  my  jacket -  ” // Kenny

"How was I supposed to know it was this cold!? There isn't a weather app on the phone or anything like that," she says, the last part meant get a laugh out of him. Rubbing her arms. She does give him a look like she's going to protest, "Ty, I don't--- you should..." She didn't know if she was ever going to stop babying him after all the surgeries. "This is going to be something I don't win, huh?"

there's a small groan that escapes her lips as his big hands run all over her scalp, ruining whatever hair styling she'd done before. naturally curly hair having been made straight from the heat. "you're a miracle worker." she says, leaning against his large frame her neck rolling with him. the bright lights from earlier giving her a tension headache.

“    hold    still⸺    “    he’s    chuckling    but    he    is    working    too.    working    on    causing    knots    and    curls    into    her    hair    where    fingers    work    against    her    scalp,    digits    pressing    against    it    to    give    her    a    small    massage.     “    headache    will    be    gone    in    no    time.    “            @powertobite

tag drop.

【 she-wolf. 】 ➟ ❝beautiful garbage. beautiful dresses. will you stand up or will you just fall down?❞ 【 blade. 】 ➟ ❝he was big and strong; in his eyes a flaming glow❞ 【 the dragon. 】 ➟ ❝i could burn your motherfucking village to the ground.❞ 【 the wrestler. 】 ➟ ❝the sun is shining out of my hands. it can burn. it can blind you all.❞

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