the summary:
The night Roman lost, he was sobbing backstage. He knew what this meant. He lost his status as Tribal Chief, his beloved Championships, and his place in the family. Most importantly, he now… belonged to the twins. The twins he had tormented practically their whole lives. He knew hiding was useless (and besides, he wanted to uphold what was left of his crumbling dignity), so he was simply sitting and crying somewhere in the halls like a lost child. He jumped and looked up at every noise- sometimes it wasn’t even a person, who avoided him like the plague anyway- unable to help but be easily startled.
He curled in on himself, hugging his legs as he cried, until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He flinched and looked up to see two similar faces. “Come on, get up.” Jimmy said, looking right at him piercingly. Jey was looking down the hall, avoiding Roman.
fem mark webber leaving seb’s room (she makes seb call her daddy)
(ref is an actual picture of mark leaving seb’s room with his zip down 😱)
Solo calling Kevin trash after he threw a jab at Sami is so personal to me.
jeys pants 👍
drawing jeys pants 👎
(mystery man blurred outtt...)
Boys with big brown eyes and slutty tattoos and fat asses deserve to be topped
uhhhhh i have no idea how to work tumblr bc im an old man. i JUST got to grips with twitter and discord like T--T anyway hi im dio i write wwe fanfic on ao3 as thevoidvoyager (mostly bloodline stuff) and i know a lotta people from ao3 are on tumblr sooo...? not too sure what exactly ill be using this acc for but probably something to do with my fics <3
i actually love how real this feels? i was never allowed to watch cartoons as a kid but i think i wouldve loved this *realness* and genuine voice as a child yknow? the unintentional stutter not being cut out, the breathing, the 'hm?'- things that you don't have in these modern day kids shows. it kinda makes me sad watching it now.
Obviously this is an adorable bit but I'm so struck by how different this is from so many little kid shows today like.......the muted colors. no background noise. no sound effects. you can literally hear Jim Henson breathing between his lines. Ernie is talking very slowly, meandering, letting the kids digest the info. it's a full minute before you get the payoff of it all. man
Adam was going to turn on him. He wanted to believe the genuine look in those electric eyes and the loving smiles he gave him and the laughter, but with every passing day, it got more and more difficult.
Adam was going to turn on him. Maxwell was too difficult. He wasn’t a good enough friend. There were too many times- too many close calls- and even though they had hugged it out in the ring, when he was alone he would cry about it.
Adam was going to turn on him.
Max picked at his nails. He was being made a fool out of. And when Adam would turn on him he would be laughed at. Mocked for finally trusting. What’s more, he even was foolish enough to consider Adam his best friend. So stupid! How could he let his guard down like that?
He took a deep breath. Closed his eyes. Steadied his breathing.
i love my boys so much guys, please read! its like 2k words
angry jimmy >>
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