#fromalegacy

finn   balor   +   becky   lynch     ,     a   gift   for   @fromalegacy​   

At first, all Jey could do was stare back at his baby brother, because number one, why was Solo even talking to him right now after what he’d done? Jey couldn’t even stand the sight of Solo, because every time he looked at him, all he could see was Solo giving their brother that Samoan spike. Jey hated that it almost made him physically ill to even be in his brother’s presence. Hated the way his hands instantly clenched into fists when Solo asked him a simple question, but Jey didn’t want to even speak to his brother, and he damn sure wasn’t about to answer any question he’d just asked him. “No, I’m not listenin to your ass right now, because there is nothin you can say to me that I even want to hear. Why are you here? What the hell do you want?”

Max couldn't help but be giddy as he looked at his phone. Regardless if Adam gave the go-ahead or not, he'd already put in an order for matching gears and had gotten a photo of the mockups. Baby blue gear, practically the same jacket style as Adam's only with M.JF's logo strewn throughout the back of it instead, complete with Burberry style lettering. "Dude, check out what I got made!" Shoving his phone into Adam's view with zero respect for his boundaries, giddy and beyond excited to see Adam's reaction. "This tag team schtick is freakin' sweet!"

Guilt was a rare emotion for Jimmy to feel, but he’d honestly felt nothing but, ever since he’d committed what everyone but himself was calling the ultimate betrayal, and super kicked the man that was more like a brother to him than cousin. However, Jimmy couldn’t really say he felt guilt for what he’d done to Roman, but he felt guilty because of the pain and torment it was causing his brother Jey. His twin. His other half. How could he have caused his best friend in the entire world so much pain? Jey couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat, and his brother kept having these recurring nightmares, much like the one Jimmy was desperately trying to wake him up from. “Jey? Come on Uce, wake up man, you’re just having another bad dream….” Jimmy reached over, gently shaking his brother’s shoulders for what felt like the hundredth time, wishing with every thing inside his soul that this would be the last one. That soon Jey would be able to find some peace, despite the fact their family was falling apart, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.

  “    have   i   ever   told    ya    how    much    i   love   when   you   do    this?   “    she’s   of   course   referring   to   the   demon,   something   akin   to    fascination   and   fantasy     in     the  wake   of   watching    that   very   creature   come   alive   in   the   ring   and   out   of  it.    “   .   .   .     what   is   it   like?   “     it’s   not   a   question    she’s    asked     before.    but,   curiosity   had   found   her   in   that   moment   considering   things   perhaps   she   hadn’t   before.  swift   tact    taken    to   switch   out   brushes,    putting   splashes   of    red   along   with    the   black    and    purple.   

 “    let   me   feed   ya,   aye?   “   truth   be   told,    she   just   didn’t   want   to   go   home   yet;   wanted   more   time   with   the   young  man   who   was   shaping   her   to   be    the    wrestler    she’d    be,    the    world   renown    man   herself.     it   was   starting   to   occur   to   her   that    she    loved   him    in    ways    you’re   not   supposed    to    love    your   friends,    and   the   more    she    starts   to     realize    that,    the   more   she   wants   to   have   him   at    her   side.   she’s   aware   now,    that   quite   possibly,   he    was    her    first    love.     

  “     not    so    fast,   main   event.    “     it’s   obviously   a   jab   of   jest,   wicked   grin   permeating   features.   hands   grasp   at   lapels   of   the   lavender   leather   jacket   she   wore   before   shrugging   her   shoulders,   clearly   posturing.    “    .   .   .    where   ya    off     t’     in    such    a   hurry,    aye?    “

( sms : finn 🖤🍀 ) : i mean, can you please come over ?