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04/19/2021 04:08 PM
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bring me her heart in a box | mmm*
Bring her heart in a box
Bring it for me to eat
Bring the heart
So drenched in blood
Bring it or I shall never sleep.
Her skin is as white as snow
Her lips as red as a bloody rose
It is a gorgeous beauty that shall never grow old.
Take her, hunter, in woods
Pin her down into the ground
Raise your dagger high.
Oh hunter,
And slice it down.
As swiftly as a bird that lands
Carve out her heart for me.
Oh hunter,
And I shall be forever glad.
Her heart in my belly
And Snow White forever dead. It's a matter of time before the Queen rises from the ashes.
She won't be gone for long and she won't be down for long.
She won't be missing in action.
Soon, she's going to take her rightful spot as champion with
gold draped over her shoulder as light as her hair.
The Queen is resting, biding her time.
She let the peasants have their fun at Wrestlemania, but she's coming back to take what's rightfully hers.
The Raw women's division has been officially put on notice.
The Queen is coming to take what's hers.
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04/19/2021 04:06 PM
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you took away my crown | mmm*
 Charlotte had been so damn excited to return to the ring after a very long hiatus from the company. Shoulder injuries were very serious and she'd been put on the shelf for longer than she was used to. She didn't like it one bit. She was a fighter, an entertainer, a second generation Superstar. She needed to be in this company to prove herself.
She had only been back a few months before her Dad decided to come and hang out backstage. It wasn't unusual that he did that. He was a Legend, after all. Everyone loved learning from him and taking his advice about the business and what they could to do be better in the ring and out of the ring. She admired him for that, but she hated that she was always casted in his shadow whenever he was around.
This last month is when everything was f***ed up for her. Everything. This isn't how she wanted anything to go at all. Since coming back so close to Wrestlemania season, she wanted to prove to everyone, especially herself, that she deserved to be here. She didn't want to rely on her last name to get her into prestigious spots that other people had to literally claw their way to the top to get. She was finally starting from the bottom and working her way up to the top.
But then her Dad decided that he wanted in on the action, that he wanted to put his nose in something where it didn't belong. She was so f***ing sick and tired of her Dad coming around and messing things up for her. The past few matches that she had he deliberately came out there to either distract her or interfere purposely so she'd lose. And.. she finally snapped. She couldn't do it anymore. She couldn't have him here because it was making it worse on her.
The last match that she had on Raw, she lost.. and the words that she'd said to her Dad just before she went out to compete were echoing through her head right now.
"Dad... I just.. I can't do this crap anymore. I can't focus on my matches and I can't focus on what I love doing and that's this business. Whether you think it's funny or not, coming out and disrupting my matches isn't. I've told you this before.. it's not about whether you think you're better than me or whether I think I'm better than you. It's about protecting our last name. It's about protecting our legacy. That's what I'm doing here. Why do you think I'm busting my ass?" she ran her fingers through her sweaty blonde hair, her entrance music playing in the background as she zoned out.
"You have the audacity to think that I'm trying to trash our name out there? All I want our name to be is what it is right now: household. I think a lot of your life I've pushed you. And I'm not saying that I made you the champion that you are because you've done that on your own... but I'd like to think that I had some part in it." her Dad said back to her.. and he was right. If it wasn't for him pushing her and motivating her, she wouldn't be where she was today. The start of her career was all about trying to impress her Dad. She wanted him to think that she could do it. That was she was talented enough to carry the Flair last name. But now the was grown and had experience under her belt. She was her own person. She needed to break away from being "Ric Flair's daughter".
"You come here and try to say that you're my biggest fan? That you're my cheerleader? But on my time you're trying to take the spotlight. You think it's funny to do your signature moves out there when I'm trying to preform and work my ass off? No. When I'm out there, that's my time. That's my chance to prove that I'm not Ric Flair's daughter. That I'm Charlotte Flair. You know what I think? You still want to be the Nature Boy.. even on your daughter's time. I am grateful for the doors that you've opened.. and I'm thankful for everything that you've given me.. but let me try to be Charlotte Flair."
She realized that she'd been pondering in the ring for longer than she should have been and she slipped out from under the ropes. She wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, she didn't even know she was crying. Her fingers swiped at the mascara that could possibly be running down her face. She couldn't let anyone see her in an emotional state like this. She thought she was The Queen, but her Dad had single-handedly taken that opportunity away from her in an instant. She was looking forward to Wrestlemania and challenging Asuka for the Raw Women's title. A championship opportunity that most of the WWE Universe and her own coworkers didn't think she deserved. And maybe she didn't deserve it. Doubt started to creep into her mind as she composed herself before walking backstage.
Could she do it? Could she step out from behind her Dad's shadow and become Charlotte Flair instead of Ric Flair's daughter? She thought she'd more than proved herself in that aspect. Her mic skills and her in-ring performances were like no other. It was just her Dad that kept meddling in her business and ruining everything for her. And this opportunity was one of them. With his antics, he had stolen her chance to perform on the biggest stage of them all.
Charlotte was Ms. Wrestlemania, but she would be non-existent this year for it.
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03/26/2021 06:32 PM
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flashback 2010; daria gets invited to an after party.
This takes place in Daria's senior year of high school. This chapter comes with triggers such as blood, hate crimes, and slurs. Not that bad but it's worth the mention. (some of you may have read this already a year ago, but it's important to her backstory and should be put out there again)
Daria pretty much decided that she was into women at a young age but she really only got to explore it when she was away from her home. Her parents weren't exactly supportive in the sense. She was 17 years old for crying out loud, she heard them say one night when she was secretly listening, she's practically still a child still, what does she know? It was true, but she had been battling with what she knew, what she liked, and who she loved.
Daria would never forget her first crush. She was a senior in high school and she fell for the captain of the cheerleading squad. Cliche, right? Everyone falls in love with either them or the quarterback. Obviously, Daria didn't want anything to do with men throwing their balls, so her attention was always on the cheer squad whenever they had home games at the field. It was the Homecoming game, pretty much the biggest game of the year and there was a huge after-party. Everyone was invited even if you were nobody. Nerds found their way to these things all the time and it was only a matter of time before the jocks one: got them drunk enough to watch them pass out and draw on them, or two: kick their ass and toss them out on the front lawn. Daria wasn't a nerd, of course. But she wasn't insanely popular either. She had a few friends that she hung out with that were on the soccer team, but other than that, she kinda flew solo. She liked it better that way. She was very introverted and enjoyed her personal space.
So it was a little bit of a shock when she found herself downstairs where the beer was being handed out freely and joints were being lit and passed around. There was a game of Spin The Bottle/7 Minutes in Heaven going on and Daria was very interested in the game, who wouldn't be? She was asked to join, because, let's be honest, she wasn't ugly. There were girls and boys sitting around in a tight circle and Daria found a spot big enough for her to squeeze into and she sat with her legs crossed Indian-style. A couple of people from the football squad, mixed in with cheerleaders and some kids from the chess team. Hey, everyone wanted a shot at 7 minutes in heaven with some of the hottest girls/guys in the school. Coincidentally, as soon as she sat down, the empty Budweiser bottle was handed to her. She placed it in the middle of the circle and gave it a spin. Please don't land on a guy, please don't land on a guy.., she silently chanted over and over again in her head. Her worst nightmare would be to be trapped in a closet with a handsy, brace-faced boy. There were a lot of people in the circle as well as crowding it, so when it stopped and she looked up, her heart almost fell out of her ass when she realized it landed on Scarlet Valentine, the head of the cheer squad. Catchy name. A lot of the reason her popularity was so high. Not a lot of people get to go through life with cool names like that.
Now would be a good time to mention that Daria went to a Catholic high school. She wasn't out of the closet because that would just be suicide. There were a few rumors of girls hooking up with other girls but Daria didn't associate herself with those rumors. She just wanted to graduate and get the hell out of that town so she could move to New York or LA. Of course, the guys were all for it. Hooting and hollering and excited that they'd be able to say they were at a party that had some girl-on-girl action. Some of the other girls told her to spin again, that she didn't have to do it and it didn't count because it landed on a girl. But Scarlet had a sort of smile on her face and it made Daria's answer firm.
"I'm down if she's down. It's just 7 minutes in a closet.", she shrugged and got up off the floor. There was a guy that was already there with the door held open. He obviously wanted to be the one to bust open the door when 6 minutes was up so that he could hopefully catch them in the act.
Both girls entered the closet and the door was shut on them. There were a few jackets hanging up so they had to sit down on the ground and brush them aside. It was completely black but the crack under the door provided enough light for her to see just the side of Scarlet's face illuminated. God, she looked beautiful even with the lights off, Daria thought.
"I saw you watching me at the game today. When I was at the top of the pyramid." Scarlet said.
"You're kind of hard to ignore. You're the captain." Daria said, and she was glad it was dark inside the closet because she was blushing like crazy.
"Yeah, my squad is awesome. Those girls would die for me."
"Sounds cool. Literal ride or die friends."
"Do you want to kiss me?" Scarlet questioned, and Daria swore that she moved in closer to hear her even though she knew exactly what she said already.
"I--"
Before Daria could finish her sentence, Scarlet leaned in and kissed her. It was a soft kiss. Her mouth tasted like stale beer and her lips tasted like cherry chapstick. Definitely not how she thought about kissing the girl that she had a crush on all through high school, but she couldn't complain.. she was kissing her god damn fantasy girl. When she pulled back, Daria was already leaning in for a second kiss. Hell, they still had, what? 5 minutes left at least. Daria could get a lot done in that time, especially if this was her only chance.
When she leaned back in for more, Scarlet shifted and leaned away. "I knew you were a f***ing dyke."
Daria didn't know what was going on. Did she hear her right? What did she mean--
Soon the door flew open and that boy wasn't there. He was replaced with Scarlet's two best friends who were towering over her when Scarlet got to her feet. As a matter of fact, there wasn't anyone else in the room like before. That much she could see from the way the girls were standing.
"Just like we thought. Such a stupid lesbian. She had her hands all over me as soon as the door was shut. I practically had to push her off of me and tell her that she knew I had a boyfriend. Disgusting." Scarlet got up off the ground and now three girls were hovering above her, with Daria still sitting on the floor. She was trapped and she realized that she probably wasn't going to be let out of the closet without a fight. She'd never been in a fistfight before. And not with 3 girls against 1. Scarlet backed away until Daria couldn't see her anymore. It was just like her to not want to get her hands dirty and make her co-captains do the work. Daria tried to stand up but she was soon on the floor again when she got punched right in the face. Her vision was blurry and she brought her hand up to her nose, pretty positive that it was leaking. Her fingers came away red and she wiped her nose with the back of her hand. She tried to fight back but there was strength in numbers. Kicks to her stomach by one girl and a bone-cracking face beating left Daria crying and useless. She just laid there and took it. They hit her over and over again. There was pain in places Daria didn't even know existed. No one came to help because they were either sent away or were aware of the plan in the first place. Daria was on her own and it sucked. For a moment, she actually thought she was going to die there. She couldn't breathe because kicks to the abdomen and ribs were brutal; like the girls were letting out some kind of built-up frustration.
They were laughing when they were done. Pleased with their work, of course. They backed away and Daria didn't move. She couldn't. She stayed curled up in a ball. Half-choking on her spit, half-crying from the shock and pain of it all. Everyone left the room, proud of their work, but Scarlet stayed behind for just a second longer. She bent down so that she was close to Daria, even using her fingers to brush her black hair out of her face that was sticking to the blood coming from some orifice of her face.
"Sucks because you're actually the prettiest girl in this school. And you kiss way better than my boyfriend. But rules are rules and no one likes a sinner. It's a shame that we'll never be able to be together. I'll marry Brad and you'll probably die alone. I'll make sure to send you an invite to the wedding. Actually... I won't. No lesbians allowed. You understand, right?" There was a smile on her face and Daria hated that she thought she was still beautiful. Even after the whole thing she orchestrated. What wasn't beautiful was the spit that was now coating Daria's face because, since Scarlet didn't touch her physically, she had to leave her mark somehow. She got up and left, her pleated uniform skirt swishing when she rounded the corner. Daria tried to push herself up off of the floor but she couldn't. She only managed to get herself up into an awkward sitting position. There were a few bones broken on her body, she could feel that much, including her nose. A rib or two was completely shattered, she'd find out later in an x-ray, along with some internal stomach bleeding.
Daria vowed to never let herself be in a vulnerable position like that again. It was embarrassing and pride-shattering. Plus, she knew she was better than that. She was going to have to go back to school because there was no way she was going to tell her parents what happened, truly. Just that she fell down a flight of steps at school. What was she going to tell them? That she went to a party and tried to make out with a girl and her best friends kicked her ass for it? Yeah, that wasn't happening.
Doing some of her own research, Daria looked up a couple of martial arts classes and decided that she was going to take steps to be able to defend herself. It was a cruel, cold world out there and she knew that this wasn't going to be the last time something like this would happen to her. Every day she went to the gym, worked out harder, changed her diet. She got a black belt in karate after intense sessions and she even bought her first set of boxing gloves. It was a perfect way to let out her own frustrations and also reminded her to hit back in life and don't take it sitting down. After graduating, she moved to Los Angeles because she heard of a really good MMA coach and she wanted to get into fighting and defense. She squared up a few times in the octagon, scoring mainly wins but a few losses. Eventually, she was scouted for a show called Tough Enough and the rest was history.
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03/16/2021 11:02 PM
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kam's moment of truth; daria busts the door down like she's part of a swat team.
March 16, 2021.
'Yeah, you left it here, along with something else, too.' That text message was going through her head like a merry-go-round. Kambria thought it was her girlfriend doing some flirting and hinting that she was talking about herself. But, unfortunately, that wasn't the case. The blue-haired woman jumped out of her car and ran up to the front door like she couldn't wait to be in her lover's arms. She opened the door with a smile on her face. "Hey, baby.." She spoke with excitement until she noticed the look on Daria's face. It was a look of disappointment and anger, a look she had only seen from the brunette only once and that was at the "Liquid Kitty Party" the weekend before. She had no idea what was going on that was until she looked down on the coffee table where her bag was sitting and the small bag of pills placed perfectly on top of it. Her heart fell from her chest to her stomach, she couldn't believe that Daria had found them. That's the last thing she wanted, she knew she should have flushed them the night she got them and right now she regretted that she had forgotten all about them. She walked over to the couch, sitting down beside her girlfriend. "I.." God, Kambria wanted to scream out what was going on but she couldn't. Daria's life was at risk and she was going to make damn sure nothing happened to her.
When Kambria finally entered Daria's house, she looked happy and excited to see her, but, unfortunately, Daria didn't return the same facial expressions. She waited until Kambria saw what was on the table for herself before Daria spoke, cutting Kambria off before she could even say anything. "Are you f***ing serious, Kambria? F***ing oxy was hidden in your makeup bag like I wouldn't find it? Actually.. you're smart because I wouldn't have found it. Except for you leaving your lipstick out on the counter and I had to open it up to put it in there. And luckily I did, too. Are you taking these again?" she asked her, her eyes watching Kambria go from standing to sitting on her couch. Her face looked confused like she was debating something or battling what she wanted to say. "Get out of your damn head and look at me, Kambria. Are you taking pills again?" Again, Kambria didn't say anything in response. It was like she was trying to carefully choose her words or something, which convinced Daria was that she was probably taking them again. "You know what... take your make-up bag and your pills and get out." She took her bag and the pills and tossed them onto Kambria's lap. The brunette ran her fingers through her hair, heavily contemplating in her own mind before she walked upstairs and slammed her bedroom door.
Kambria's hand instantly was pulled up from her lap to cover her chest while she was getting questioned by Daria. She was trying to come up with some sort of lie to tell her, but she couldn't. She couldn't lie to her, it was impossible but it also was impossible to tell her the truth. So, she just sat there and took it. Kambria had done the one thing she promised Daria she'd never do.. and that was to break her heart. Yeah, she might not have said it out loud but the pain in her voice and the way she looked at Kambria told her everything she needed to know. She was about to break.. she wanted to tell her, her mouth was opening that was until Daria tossed her make-up bag and the pills in her lap. Tears began falling from her eyes, she felt like her heart was getting pulled out of her chest and being stomped on. Was this it? Was Daria done with her? "I'm sorry... You don't get it! You don't understand...Please don't..." She spoke while she watched the brunette walk up to her bedroom and slam the door shut. Demon ran up to her, placing her head on Kambria's lap. She looked down, patting her head before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on her head before standing up and letting out a heavy sigh. She wasn't welcomed here, she needed to leave even though she didn't want to. But, she had no choice. Kambria walked out the front door and shutting it behind her before walking to her car. She hopped in and drove to her house in a hurry, zoning out. Not even realizing how she got home. She walked in, not even saying a word to her pup, Ryu. Going straight up to her bathroom, she pulled the pills out of her pocket and untied the baggie, pouring the pills out into her hand. Full-blown crying now, she couldn't stop. "I'm such a f***ing idiot... all because of you.. I've lost everything." Talking to the pills like they were going to talk back to her. Her head was telling her to take them all, just take every bit of them. However, her heart was screaming not to. That everything was going to be okay if she just gave Daria some space for the night. It had to be... right? The demons in her head were taking over, she looked in the mirror with disgust. "Good job, Kam.. good job." She talked to her refection before lowing herself down on the floor, running her fingers across her necklace that had Daria's name engraved. She was trying to focus on herself and her own, but her words were repeating in her head. 'Are you taking pills again?' No, she wasn't. Kambria was in the best place of her life, she might as well have though because that's what the most important person in her life thought. Still crying, her hand went down from the necklace to the pills. Picking one of them up and looking at them the best she could.
Daria sat down on the edge of her bed, but her leg kept bouncing. She tried to lay down, but her head was spinning when she looked up at the ceiling. Instead, she stood up and started pacing her bedroom. Every so often her mind would think about that damn bag of pills. She honestly wanted to throw up at the sight of them. Sure, Daria had dabbled with pills in the past for recreational use, but she'd never formed an addiction and get sent to rehab for it. That's what was making her pissed off that her girlfriend would even entertain having them in her possession. She knew it wasn't as easy for Kambria to forget about taking them as it was for Daria. Then a thought hit her like a f***ing train... she literally just sent her girlfriend home with a bag of 20 oxycodone. If Kam hadn't already taken them in the car, she definitely would at her house. That's the reason she had them in the first place, right? She was going to take them? "F***, I'm so f***ing stupid..." Daria said out loud, upset with herself that she let her emotions get angry with Kambria instead of talking to her about it. She tossed on a pair of Doc Martens and swung her bedroom door open and ran down the steps as fast as she could. She found her keys and was inside her car as fast as her legs would take her. Before she knew it, she was speeding towards Kambria's house, checking the sides of the road because heaven forbid she actually took the pills and crashed into a tree somewhere. F***, her heart was hammering against her chest. She was slightly relieved to see Kambria's car in the driveway so Daria parked next to it, took her keys out, and ran up to the front door. She used the spare key on her keyring and let herself into the house. "Kam?" she said loudly, and when she didn't hear her downstairs, she ran upstairs and checked her bedroom. She noticed the door to the bathroom was shut but the light was on underneath the door frame. She went to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. At this point, she started getting worried. "Kam, if you don't unlock the door I swear I'll bust it open. I wore my Docs for a reason." When she didn't hear confirmation, she stepped back and used her foot with full force and kicked the door at the lock where it busted and swung open to reveal Kambria on the floor with tears in her eyes and one pill in her hand with the rest scattered on the floor. Daria was down on the floor with her in a second. She took the pill out of her hand and tossed it down onto the floor with the rest of them. She grabbed Kambria's face in her hands, looking at her eyes that were filled with tears and worry. "Kam... did you take any? Tell me if you took any and tell me what the f*** is happening." She said confusion and worry etched on her face as she shook her girlfriend's face within her hands, trying to get her attention. "I'm so f***ing sorry I told you to leave. I'm a piece of sh*t. Please tell me you didn't relapse. " her vision was getting foggy as tears fell from her own eyes and slipped down her cheeks as she watched her girlfriend try to pull herself together.  
After confessing everything to Daria, she felt so much weight being lifted off her shoulders. She had a point, she knew how to protect herself. She proved it at the party just last weekend when she almost beat the dude half to death. She smiled when she felt her hands were being linked with hers. That 'I love you.' is what Kambria needed to hear, it felt like everything was going to be okay. She nodded to her saying to flush the pills and once Daria was standing up. She picked all of them up before standing up and flushing them. "There.. they are gone for good." Kambria walked over to her girlfriend, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her in close. "I know you can protect yourself and me too, you've proved that to me. I love you so much, with everything in me. You're my girl and no one or anything will change that. I'll always be strong for you. After all, what other person's jokes are you going to laugh at?" She said with a soft laugh. "It's us against the world, babe." Kambria leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her girlfriend's lips before pulling back. "Now, let's get out of the bathroom and go lay in bed. I think we both need cuddles right about now." She spoke, pulling back and grabbing her girlfriend's hand, walking towards the other room.
Daria was glad that the pills were flushed and that her girlfriend's arms were around her waist again, confessing how much she loved her and how it was both of them against the world. Her eyes closed shut when they shared a soft kiss, a kiss that they both needed in order to mend the situation that had just happened between them. The kiss.. and the bed that Kambria was pulling them towards, was definitely going to help them, not forget, but slowly heal from what happened today. "It's us against the world, forever, babe." All Daria knew was that she couldn't wait to get in bed with her girlfriend and redeem those cuddles among other things that would make her girlfriend feel good. She was going to show her another high that was always more healthy and worth it every single time. As their linked fingers pulled Daria out of the bathroom, she couldn't help but turn her head around and look at the bathroom floor, searching for any single pill that could have been leftover or missed.
** collab on this beautiful final series piece with kambria chambers.
couldn't have made it the perfect masterpiece that it is without her.
part one of the series here
part two of the series here
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