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spine-buster · 2 months ago

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So High School ft. Adam Cole | Chapter 7

A/N: Back from a little hiatus! Won't be posting every week as work has started up again and chapters need to be written, but this is something I'm determined to finish! Hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think :)

It had been almost a month since Violet saw Austin. She’d had an amazing break – a Christmas where she got Starbucks gift cards, a new tennis racquet, a digital camera from her aunt in Toronto, and a white MacBook from her parents to replace her clunky desktop in her room; a New Year’s skiing in Whistler her family; and a flight back to Philadelphia with an email from St. Anne’s to her parents that she had aced all her midterms. Despite all her good fortune, she couldn’t help but be constantly reminded of the last thing that happened between them before she ran off into her house.

The kiss.

Was it a mistake? She wasn’t entirely sure. Most of the time, she didn’t think it was. It was what she wanted to do in that moment. Plus, he had kissed her back. He hadn’t pulled away before her. That must have meant it was what he wanted in that moment too, right? It occupied her mind more than she wanted to admit, and not exactly at the most opportune times, either: during her AP Government midterm when she was trying to remember the specifics of the Bill of Rights; during her AP French midterm when trying to compose a paragraph about the novella they’d read in class; at dinner with her parents at a restaurant in Whistler after a day of skiing.

It wasn’t like they’d gone radio silent, though. They had texted. Violet started it.

[12/25/2006] 10:52am merry christmas 2 u and ur family austin! <3

[12/25/2006] 10:55am

merry christmas 2 u too. hope ur midterms were good

[12/28/2006] 7:24am off 2 whistler 4 me & the fam!

[12/28/2006] 8:01am

have a safe flight

when r u back?

[12/28/2006] 8:05am jan 5

[1/1/2007] 12:05am dunno if u will get this but happy new year! i’m so happy we became friends this year :-)

[1/1/2007] 12:05am

happy new year, vi

dunno if u will get this cuz ur in canada

hope we can spend more time 2gether this year

[1/3/2007] 4:17pm

miss u vi

can’t wait 2 c u when ur back

[1/5/2006] 8:50pm just landed in philly! such a long travel day just got ur texts from the week i missed u 2 i’ll c u monday on the bus right?

[1/5/2007] 8:55pm

welcome back!

i just got ur text too

of course u will

can’t wait

***

Violet was basically vibrating in her seat for how excited she was to see Austin on the bus the first Monday morning back at school. She didn’t even care to get back to St. Anne’s, and that was shocking for her to say, because she genuinely liked school – she only wanted to see him. She wondered if he was as excited to see her as she was to see him.

When he finally climbed on the bus, a smile automatically spread across her face, large and wide and excited. When he got sight of her, an identical smile spread across his face. He rushed over to her, and without knowing what her body was going to do next, she got up from her seat. They hugged each other forcefully, like people who hadn’t seen each other in months or years. “I missed you,” were the first words out of Austin’s mouth.

“I missed you too,” she repeated, pulling away from the hug so they could settle into their usual seats. She couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. God, he even smelled good. She could smell his cologne even through his coat and layers of clothing. “You have to tell me all about your break. How was it?”

“My break? My break was boring. I stayed home and played video games all day. What about your break? I want to hear all about it.”

Violet couldn’t hold back as she spent the entire bus ride into Lancaster telling Austin all about her break. The flight to Toronto then Vancouver, then the car to Whistler; skiing down Whistler and Blackcomb Mountains day after day; staying at the cutest ski chalet; having dinner at restaurants in the village. Austin ate up every word, barely even blinking as she spoke on and on. He missed the sound of her voice. He missed how glossy her brown hair was. He missed seeing her red nails. He missed everything about her and he was so fucking happy to have her back in Manheim.

Violet kept yapping even as they got off the bus and walked towards Lancaster West. She was telling him some story about almost crashing into some woman while skiing before she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh my god, I almost forgot! I got you something!” she exclaimed.

“You what?” Austin asked, watching her as she swung her backpack around.

“My mom and I went into this consignment store while we were shopping one day in Whistler, and I saw something that reminded me completely of you—”

“—Vi, what are you even—”

“—And so I just had to buy it! Look!” she exclaimed.

Austin watched as she dug through the small pocket of her backpack, only to pull out action figures, still in their packaging. Except it wasn’t just any old action figures, and it wasn’t just regular packaging – the action figures were of Stone Cold Steve Austin and The Rock, two of his favourite wrestlers, and the packaging made it known that they were exclusive Wrestlemania X-7 editions. His favourite wrestlers for his favourite match – the one that really made him want to be a wrestler in the first place. “You didn’t,” he deadpanned, thoroughly shocked.

“I don’t know if I can even call them vintage because they’re only, like, four years old,” she said. “But, well—do you even like Stone Cold and The Rock?”

He couldn’t believe the coincidence. The happenstance. What were the chances? “They’re my favourite. They—Vi—this match at this Wrestlemania is the reason why I even want to become a wrestler.”

Violet’s eyes lit up. “No way!”

“I can’t believe you found something like this!”

“I’m glad you like it.”

Austin hugged her. Just wrapped his arms around her quickly, and tightly, and hugged her like she’d just brought him the Holy Grail or something. Physical contact between the two of them in front of Lancaster West. “You’re the best, you know that?” he asked.

“I’m really not. It’s just something that made me think of you. And like, I know how much wrestling means to you.”

Austin didn’t want to pull away from the hug. He didn’t even want to go to school anymore. All he wanted to do was ditch and spend the whole day with Violet. They’d talk all day. He’d talk to her more about pro wrestling and how he envisioned his future. He’d tell her his entire plan. Maybe he’d get to kiss her again. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Violet,” he settled on saying instead.

“You’re welcome,” she smiled. She didn’t pull away.

___

“And next on the announcement docket, Lancaster West will be hosting the regional basketball quarterfinals this Friday after classes as their team faces off against the visitors, Murray High School from Elizabethtown. Students from Lancaster West will be in the cafeteria all this week selling tickets for $10.”

___

“Austin’s friends will be there too, right?” Harper asked.

“We don’t want to be your guys’ third and fourth wheel,” Abigail winked playfully.

“Shut up,” Violet smirked at them. “Yes, his friends will be with us. I think it’ll be really fun. What about our ride after?”

“My cousin says she has no problem driving you back to Manheim if it’s dark cause we decide to do something after. Your parents are allowing you to stay out, right?”

“Curfew’s at midnight.”

___

Violet applied her mascara in one of the girls’ washrooms at St. Anne’s with butterflies in her stomach. Her, Harper, Abigail, and Abigail’s older cousin Serena were getting ready together before walking over to Lancaster West for the basketball game. Austin was going to meet them with his friends before they watched the game. “Does it look good?” she asked, looking at Harper for validation.

Harper stopped applying her lip gloss momentarily. “Looks great, Violet. Makes your eyes pop.”

In grade 9, Harper was the first person to compliment Violet on her heterochromia and how it looked so cool, making her much less self-conscious about it. Since then, she hadn’t worried as much whether people got weirded out by it, and wasn’t as scared to apply makeup that highlighted her eyes. “Thanks. Can I borrow your lip gloss?”

“Trying to look good for Austin?”

“No,” Violet deadpanned, but couldn’t help the smirk that overtook her face. She’d already told Abigail and Harper this past week about the kiss before Christmas Break. They sounded like guinea pigs as they squealed about it, and were totally excited about something, anything happening with Austin since Violet spoke so highly of him. It was a night and day difference compared to what she had to go through before midterms. Thank God she had Abigail and Harper on her side during all of it. “But…is my outfit okay?”

Jeans and a Hollister top – was there anything else teens were wearing? “You look good, don’t worry.”

As Violet took out her digital camera and took a candid photo of everyone in the mirror getting ready, she felt her phone buzz from inside her Coach wristlet in-between her legs. Once she took it out, she saw the text from Austin. R u guys on ur way? gym is already filling up. “Let’s finish up and then let’s go! We’re going to be late!” she announced to everyone.

Only a few minutes later, they had their coats on and were out the door, hurrying towards Lancaster West. There were teachers taking their tickets once they got into the front entrance, and Violet could see Austin waiting with his friends in the foyer. When he saw her, he smiled, and a shiver ran down her spine. The first thing they did when they got close was hug. They were the only two that knew each other, but it was becoming more of an automatic reflex now than an action that required any thought. After Austin made quick introductions to his friends Trevor, Jack, and Connor, they made their way to the makeshift concession stands for some popcorn.

“You look really nice by the way,” Austin said to her quietly as they stood in line with so many other students. Abigail, Harper, and Serena were already in conversation with Trevor, Jack, and Connor since Serena was wearing a Fall Out Boy tee, so Austin felt it was a good opportunity to say it now.

“Thanks,” Violet couldn’t help but blush. “You think it’ll be packed in there?”

“Oh God yeah. Basically our whole school is here.”

A small part of her wondered if they’d see Beth. She knew a lot of girls were at the game too, because St. Anne’s girls went to school events for any school where there were boys. She almost wanted to ask, but she didn’t want to know the answer. She stayed silent as Austin ordered popcorns for everyone, but she swept in and paid for them before he could reach for his wallet since he bought the St. Anne’s girls their tickets. She made sure to take out her digital camera to take pictures and document the night – everybody hammed it up for the camera, which was amazing and made for some great photos. When they made their way into the gym, Violet was shocked by how packed it was, and how loud it was. They climbed the bleacher stairs and almost reached the top until Connor saw some of their other friends and made everybody scoot their way in. There were so many people already that everything was tight. And, well, Austin wanted to make sure Violet didn’t slip or trip or fall, so he placed his hands on her hips as they wiggled their way through, leading the way. When he saw her trying to hide her smile, he knew he’d done the right thing. Violet gave her camera to someone who took a few great group shots of them, and when she looked at them on her camera’s screen, all she could look at was Austin’s smile and his arm around her waist.

There was so much energy in the room when the basketball teams came out, but there was more energy between Austin and Violet that either thought possible. They were loud and screaming during the first and second quarter, with every basket garnering cheers from the crowd. But then Violet would brush up against him. Or their hands would touch as they raised in the air after a three-pointer. Or she’d lose her balance on the bleachers and he’d have to put his hands on her waist to keep her steady. A smile would appear on her face, and then a smile would appear on his face, and it was like everything was meant to be; like they weren’t supposed to be anywhere else besides Lancaster West High on a Friday night cheering on a basketball team in the regional quarter finals.

During the half-time, the gym was still buzzing but everybody was moving around, rushing to the bathroom or going to get more popcorn. Austin could see a lot of his teachers around, and some even brought their spouses or kids. Harper and Jack had escaped to “go get some more popcorn”. Abigail and Serena had seen some other girls from St. Anne’s and went to talk to them, and Trevor and Connor followed them like puppies. Violet was talking to him about what they could do after the game.

And then Austin saw her. Beth.

She was staring directly at him and it almost instantly made him feel unsettled. But then he realized she wasn’t actually staring at him, more so that she was staring at Violet, which only made him more unsettled.

“—Anyway, all I know is we can’t go to Livvy Eaton’s party.”

“Why not?” he asked, focusing his attention back on her.

“I know Beth will be there,” Violet revealed. “I really don’t want to see her. I know she’s here tonight and I’m happy I haven’t caught her yet.”

“Don’t worry about her,” Austin said. “She’s just jealous of you.”

“I’ve managed to avoid her at school all week,” she said. “Has she—has she still been texting you?”

“I don’t know. Jack showed me how to block her number. But even if he hadn’t I’d just be ignoring her.”

“You mean you don’t want the ego boost of a constant barrage of texts to hook up with you?” Violet joked.

“No,” his tone was serious but he said it with a small smile, “I have everything I want right here.”

Violet stopped. Her smile left her face once she heard the words, but upon her actual understanding of what he was saying, she smiled again.

He didn’t ask. Maybe he should have but he didn’t. But as they sat on the bleachers waiting for the second half of the game to start, he kissed her. It was quick, just like last time, but it was the same as the kiss before Christmas: the other responded, which meant the other wanted it too. Now they each had one kiss to their name. When he pulled away, Violet was already smiling. “Was that okay?” he asked.

Violet had been rendered speechless. All she could do was nod.

With little warning, Abigail and Serena came back. Harper and Jack came back and Harper asked to borrow Violet’s lip gloss. The timer expired and both teams made their way back onto the court, with the crowd going wild when the Lancaster West boys came out. The gym was just as loud as it was in the first half after every basket made. Violet would still brush up against him. Their hands would still touch as they raised them in the air after a three-pointer. The giant crowd would stomp their feet to intimidate the Elizabethtown players during free throws and it was so forceful it would shake the bleachers. Violet would get nervous and lose her balance but Austin was always there with his hands on her hips to steady her. He’d leave them there a couple seconds too long. Eventually, they stayed there. A giant smile was on Violet’s face the entire time, and a giant smile was on his face the entire time, and when it was all said and done, Lancaster West High beat Elizabethtown Central 78-70.

***

The group didn’t end up going to any St. Anne’s party – Connor was able to wiggle his (and their) way in to the party with the basketball team, at the point guard’s house in Lititz. It was a bit crazy considering the big win, but everybody was having fun and getting along. Josephine Kominsky made it to the party, along with some other girls Violet got along with (who wouldn’t want to be partying with the winning team?), and Beth wasn’t in sight, so she was happy. She appointed herself to be the official photographer and got so many good shots of everyone. But the best ones she got were of her and Austin, who only left her side to get her drinks. They were much more touchy-feely than before, than even the game. Harper and Abigail got along great with Austin, which made Violet even happier. They talked and joked for so much of the party, despite her and Austin not being able to stop being close and touching one another.

Inevitably, part of the conversation shifted to college talk. Now that they’d gotten their midterms, their guidance counselors had been setting up appointments all week to speak about colleges and programs in preparation for next year. Violet explained how her guidance counselor called her in to confirm her UPenn, Georgetown, or Boston University for speech language therapy.

“Does Lancaster West do that, too?” Abigail asked innocently.

Austin and Connor both chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve seen my guidance counselor since the first few weeks of freshman year,” Austin revealed.

“And the only reason I see mine is because he’s also the baseball coach,” Connor added. “He can brag that he’s trying to get me a scholarship to Temple for it.”

“Ours have, like, lists of colleges, programs, residences, scholarships – oh my God, and we can’t forget alumni – everything in these binders and on their computers,” Abigail went on.

“So what would yours say?” Connor asked.

“Bryn Mawr for pre-med.”

“That’s it?”

“I’m a legacy there, so yeah,” she chuckled. Life was so easy when you were a legacy. “What would yours say?”

“Temple or Penn State. Baseball scholarship. Economics. You?” he nodded towards Harper.

“UPenn, NYU, or Brown for pre-law,” Harper revealed. “You?” she nodded towards Austin.

Violet held her breath slightly. She knew he didn’t want a lot of people knowing about the pro-wrestling ambitions. It was a very personal thing for him. That’s why she was shocked as ever when all he responded with was, “Pro wrestling.”

She watched as Abigail and Harper furrowed their brows in confusion. “You mean like Olympic wrestling?” Abigail asked.

Leave it to Abigail to have the exact same reaction that Violet did in Francesco’s when Austin first told her. Violet couldn’t hold in her smile, especially after the quick eye contact Austin made with her. St. Anne’s girls were so alike. “No, not Olympic wrestling,” Austin clarified. “Pro wrestling. Like the kind on TV.”

He was displaying confidence on the outside, but on the inside, Austin was scared as hell. He’d just revealed one of his biggest secrets – one that was very, very much out of the ordinary for so many of his friends who were thinking about college, let alone private school girls whose only option it was to go to college. Not to mention that Harper and Abigail were Violet’s best friends. He wanted to impress them, he really did, because he knew how girls worked. If they didn’t like him or thought he was a dud, they’d let Violet know about it.

When it clicked for the girls what he meant, both their jaws dropped. “No. Fucking. Way,” Harper deadpanned.

“That is sooooo awesome!” Abigail followed up.

Austin let out the breath he was holding. So did Violet. She knew the girls would be like her, and have a similar reaction as when she was told, but it was still a big moment. “You’re gonna be on TV?!” Harper asked.

“That’s the dream,” Austin smiled. “There’s a lot of training involved first, but—”

“That is honestly the coolest thing I’ve ever heard,” Abigail interrupted innocently, looking to Violet. “Seriously! How many people can say they know a famous pro wrestler? How many people can say they know someone on TV?!”

Harper went on and on about how much her younger brothers loved wrestling. Abigail asked Austin all about the wrestling team at Lancaster West and if that was good training for what he would have to do on TV one day. They were so incredibly genuine, Violet wanted to cry. Instead, she smiled the entire time – smiled as Austin nodded along to all the pro wrestlers Harper could name thanks to her brothers, smiled as Austin answered all of Abigail’s questions, smiled as she could see the twinkle in his eye as he knew he was winning them over by just being himself.

***

Since Lititz was only a ten minute drive to Manheim, the group stayed extra late before Violet, Austin, Connor, and Serena piled into Serena’s car to get home for curfew. Serena dropped Connor off first, then asked Austin where he lived.

“Serena, can you actually go to The Berries first?” Violet asked.

“I thought you lived in The Berries,” Serena furrowed her brows from the driver’s seat.

“I do. Can you just drop us both off at the corner?”

Violet could see Serena smirk. “As long as you promise me you won’t get your tongues frozen on a pole. I don’t want a lawsuit.”

Serena did as she was told. Austin didn’t really know why Violet had requested it, but he had a hunch. “I never thought I’d be able to get three St. Anne’s girls excited about pro-wrestling,” he joked as he watched Violet watch Serena drive down the street.

When Serena’s car was out of sight, Violet turned towards Austin. She had a look in her eyes he could see right away. It took maybe half a second for her to get close to him. No words were said, because both knew what was going to happen. Each had one kiss, so now both had to get another. They were standing under a streetlight.

When they kissed each other, Austin knew he hadn’t felt anything like this before. He’d kissed other girls, sure, but none of them could hold a candle to what he was currently feeling kissing Violet in the middle of winter under a streetlight in Manheim. Violet, too, hadn’t felt anything like this before. She’d kissed other boys, sure, but none of them could even compare to what she was currently feeling as she kissed Austin at the corner of her street under a streetlight in their small town. A part of her thought she was in a movie; that this wasn’t her life and that maybe it was somebody else’s. But when he kept kissing her, and she kept kissing him, she realized that yes, this was her life. It wasn’t just a single kiss anymore, given before midterms or during the intermission of a high school basketball game. There were many kisses now, big and small and everything in between, kiss after kiss after kiss as she felt Austin’s hands on her waist through her coat, pulling her closer to him.

Neither of them knew how long they’d been kissing for, but when they finally pulled away, it was only so they could catch their breath. Violet looked into Austin’s blue eyes, their breath visible in the crisp night air. “That was okay, right?” she asked.

“God yeah,” he responded. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

She couldn’t help but smile at his admission. “Don’t say a word.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t.”

“Our secret?”

“Our secret.”

Austin was about to go in for another kiss when an alarm started going off on Violet’s BlackBerry Pearl. Her eyes widened. “Oh my God. I gotta go. That’s my two minute warning.”

“Violet—”

“—I’ve gotta go—”

“Vi—”

She had wiggled out from his grasp. He was desperate for one more kiss, but she was already down the street. “Safe run home!” she called back to him without stopping.

He stood under the streetlight, dumbstruck.

***

Austin was already in his hospital gown and gurney, trying not to pay attention to the work around him that the nurses and others were doing to prep the surgery. Violet was still beside him, holding his hands. “It’ll just be a few more moments, Mr. Jenkins,” one of them said.

“Take all the time you need,” he said. He was scheduled for a 9:00am surgery and it was still only 8:45.

He could feel Violet squeeze his hand. “Don’t be nervous,” she whispered. “It’s going to be fine and—”

Before she could finish her sentence, the door to the room opened and Dr. Bridges walked through. “It’s time, Austin.”

Austin looked over to Violet. “I’m gonna be in the waiting room,” she whispered.

“I love you.”

She leaned down to kiss him. “No matter how much I say I love you, I always love you more than that,” she said before standing up, making eye contact with Dr. Bridgers. “Take good care of him.”

“Oh, I will.”

“You don’t want to have to answer to her. Trust me,” Austin quipped as he was pushed out of the room. “She’ll get ya.”

Violet made her way to a seat in the waiting room, one close to an outlet. She opened her messages app and began composing a message about him being in surgery to the most important people: his parents. His brother. Her parents. Kyle. Chris. Kenny and Hazel. The Massies. Harper. Abigail.

And now, she waited.

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kentsjohnson91 · 4 months ago

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ᵏʲ⁹¹

in which y/n and kent hide a big secret from his teammates.

warnings; pregnancy, mention of kids, alcohol, vacation

Kent was the kind of guy who always seemed at ease, the life of the party but with a quiet confidence that drew everyone to him. You had fallen for him long ago, when the two of you were young teenagers, and now, you were his everything. This vacation with his teammates was supposed to be fun, a chance to unwind, but you had a secret - one that had been growing for months.

You were pregnant.

Kent was ecstatic when you told him. He’d hugged you so tightly that night, whispering about the future, about how perfect everything was going to be. But now, here you both were, on this vacation with Sean Kuraly, Cole, Gavin, and Adam, and neither of you had told them. The timing wasn’t right - in fact, you guys hadn’t even told your families. Maybe they’d get suspicious, or worse, maybe they’d feel like you were holding out on them. Kent was sure they’d freak out once they knew.

But here you were, at Sean’s beach house in Cape Cod. While the rest of the boys had flown, you and Kent had decided to make the 16 hour drive from Columbus, simply to spend more time with each other before having to share a living space with the others for two weeks. Once you had arrived, though, everyone was exhausted and just wanted to spend the first night in. In fact, Adam had suggested a few card games.

There was only one problem. On top of that, Cole had suggested alcohol. You looked at Kent nervously, but he gave you a reassuring smile as Sean turned to you, “Y/N, come up with a challenge for us. Whoever loses has to buy drinks.”

This was perfect. You nodded, picking up your phone and opening a random wheel spinner. You had each of the boys pick an NBA team, but when it came to entering them onto the wheel, you entered Kent’s all four times. So, when the wheel stopped spinning, you announced the team out loud, “The Minnesota Timberwolves.”

Sean, Adam, and Cole all cheered as Kent pretended to roll his eyes, but he sneakily shot you a knowing smile before picking up his keys from the counter. The boys slapped him on the back a few times but he shook them off, gently grabbing your arm, “Since your challenge is the reason I lost, you’re coming with me.”

You playfully rolled your eyes, but immediately gave in. Adam snickered behind you as Sean and Cole let out a few cheers. Kent wrapped an arm around you and opened the door for you, gently leading you to his car. As soon as you were out of earshot, Kent spoke up softly, “You feeling okay?”

You couldn’t lie. The exhaustion was creeping in. The pregnancy was still early, and you weren’t showing much, but the morning sickness, the fatigue – it was all becoming harder to hide. Kent had noticed the change in you almost immediately, but knew that it had grown harder for you in the past couple of weeks. He was worried. He was so excited to have a little him or little you around the house soon enough, but also hated seeing how hard it was on you. On top of that, he knew that you wanted to keep it a secret for as long as you could, and he knew you’d be even more stressed if people were to find out, so he didn’t want to spill anything.

In fact, he questioned even coming on this trip, but you had explained that you’d needed it. Whether he believed you or not, was only up for him to decide.

He opened the car door for you and you waited to reply until he was buckled in on the other side, “Just tired,” you answered, offering him a small smile.

He rubbed the pad of his thumb across your cheek, “Let me know if you need anything, okay?”

You nodded, offering him another small smile. The drive to the liquor store was rather quiet. Kent had put on some Frank Ocean, which you both had softly hummed along to until you pulled into the parking lot.

Kent turned off the car and exited his side, only to appear on your side of the car a few seconds later to open the door for you. You grabbed his hand and as soon as he knew you were safely out of the car, he placed his arm on the small of your back protectively. The cool night breeze rolled in off of the ocean as you made your way through the parking lot. The distant sound of the waves crashing against the shore helped ease some of the nerves that had been building up inside of you.

“I feel like I’m gonna slip up at some point,” you admitted, resting your head against your boyfriend’s shoulder, “Cole’s just gonna keep offering me drinks and it’s gonna be suspicious if I keep saying no.”

Kent rubbed your back with the pad of his thumb, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head reassuringly, “You’re doing great, pretty girl. But I’ll tell you what. We’ll buy an extra pack of drinks, dump them out, and then go to the grocery store to buy some non-alcoholic alternatives that we can put in there instead. I would say we’d just buy some non-alcoholic beer here and have you drink that, but Adam’s overly observant.” he chuckled.

You nodded, shooting your boyfriend a relieved smile. You always appreciated how calm and steady he was. Even though you were both navigating this secret together, Kent always managed to make you feel like everything was under control.

When you stepped inside, the cool air-conditioning hit you immediately as the door jingled behind you. Kent headed straight for the fridge, grabbing a couple cases of beer and a bottle of whiskey that he knew Sean would like. You followed suit, selecting a case of High Noon out of the fridge.

“Ready?” Kent asked, shooting you a smile when you replied with a yes.

As you reached the counter to pay, the cashier raised an eyebrow at you and Kent, his eyes flicking to your stomach before looking back at Kent. You shifted uncomfortably, aware that people might notice your changing body sooner rather than later. Kent caught the look too but didn’t say anything, keeping the conversation casual with the cashier as he handed over the money.

When you stepped back outside, you breathed a little easier. “Think he noticed?” you asked, half-joking.

“What an asshole,” Kent muttered, rolling his eyes playfully.

The trip to the grocery store was pretty uneventful. Kent had gone in and picked out a sparkling water brand that you liked, along with some flavored sodas that looked fancy enough to pass as mixed drinks. On top of that, he grabbed a few more things, making sure you’d have enough variety to keep up appearances for the next few days. Once the cart was full, he checked out, the cashier giving him a friendly nod as he paid for the items.

When Kent reached the car, he opened your passenger side door. “Now comes the tricky part,” he said with a grin, opening up the package of High Noon and dumping out the drinks. He grabbed a few water bottles from his trunk before flushing out the alcohol from the cans - and thoroughly.

“I think that’s good, KJ,” you chuckled, flashing him a smile. He looked up at you and flashed you one in return.

“Gotta keep my girls safe,” he explained, ruffling your hair before opening up the bottles of sparkling water and pouring them into the clean cans with the same care, resealing them to make sure they looked untouched. Everything looked perfect - no one would suspect a thing. Kent stood back and took a moment to admire his work, placing the resealed package at your feet before ruffling your hair again.

You rolled your eyes, shaking him off, before he quickly made his way back to his side of the car and hopped in. You looked at him incredulously, “We don’t even know what we’re having yet!” you exclaimed, but you knew there was no point in arguing. Ever since you told him that he was going to be a dad, he was adamant that the two of you were having a baby girl. Of course, he’d be happy as long as the baby’s safe and healthy, but that didn’t change his fatherly instinct, as he liked to call it. You rolled your eyes again, chuckling softly, and were on your way back to the beach house.

When the two of you arrived back there, Sean, Cole, and Adam’s rowdy laughter could be heard through the walls as you and Kent slipped through the side door into the kitchen. When he looked over towards you, he noticed how you self-consciously had placed your arms over your growing bump. Sensing your discomfort, he softly placed the alcohol down and gifted you the hoodie off of his back.

You smiled gratefully at him, grabbing the “seltzers” from him as he carried the whiskey and beer. The two of you carried the drinks out to the main room, where Sean, Cole, and Adam were engrossed in a game of Black Jack.

“Finally!” Cole exclaimed, dropping his cards as he noticed the two of you walk in, “We were wondering what took you so long!”

You chuckled, placing the drinks down on the table alongside Kent, “It’s Friday night in a vacation town,” Kent explained, shrugging his shoulders to keep it casual. Adam nodded along, seemingly saying fair enough.

As the guys reached for the beer and whiskey, Kent grabbed one of the “seltzer” cans and handed it to you with a wink. You accepted it gratefully, taking a sip and letting the cool, refreshing taste calm your nerves. He then wrapped an arm around you as you cuddled into his side.

The night continued on, with no one suspicious about what you and Kent had just pulled off. The boys were yelling about the game of euchre they were playing, earning a soft but playful eye roll from you. Kent kept a watchful eye on you, making sure you were comfortable, all while seamlessly blending in with his teammates.

As the night wore on, the laughter in the living room began to slow, and you could feel the weight of exhaustion settling over you. Between traveling all day and the energy it took to keep up appearances, your body was calling for rest. You smiled at the guys, pretending to stifle a yawn as you pushed your chair back from the table.

“I think I’m gonna call it a night,” you said, glancing around the room, “I’m pretty wiped from today.”

Sean, Cole, and Adam all gave you understanding looks, still focused on their cards and drinks. “You’ve earned it,” Sean said with a grin, “We’ll try not to be too loud and keep you up.”

“Good luck with that,” Adam teased, “Cole’s not exactly the quietest person you’ll ever meet.”

You laughed lightly as Cole smacked Adam upside the head. Standing up and giving Kent a quick look, your eyes communicated more than words could in that moment. He caught your glance immediately, knowing exactly what you meant. You needed him with you, but at the same time, you didn’t want to raise suspicion by him leaving too soon after you.

“I’ll be up in a bit,” he said, giving you a small, reassuring smile, “I’ll keep an eye on Cole and make sure he’s not too loud.”

You nodded, giving him a quick hug and offering the guys a wave before slipping away from the table. As you climbed the stairs, you could hear them still talking and laughing, their voices a soft hum in the background. Once you were upstairs, you exhaled a long breath of relief, the tension of the day finally easing as you made your way to your room.

You changed into your pajamas, feeling the weight of the day lifting as you settled onto the bed. It didn’t take long for Kent to join you. About 30 minutes later, you heard his familiar footsteps on the stairs, and the door quietly creaked open.

“Hey,” he said softly, closing the door behind him as he moved toward the bed, “You okay?”

You smiled, nodding as he sat down beside you, “Yeah, just tired. It was a lot today.”

Kent slid into bed next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest. “I know. You did so good today, pretty girl. No one suspects a thing.”

You chuckled softly, resting your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming you, “Thanks for helping me pull it off. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Kent kissed the top of your head, his voice low and comforting, “Of course, my love. We’re a team.”

The two of you stayed like that for awhile, the soft sounds of the ocean outside your window mixing with the distant murmur of voices from downstairs. It felt peaceful, the weight of the day finally lifting now that you were alone together.

“I can’t wait until they're here,” you whispered after a few moments of silence, your hand resting gently over your stomach.

Kent smiled against your hair, his arm tightening around you, “Me too. But until then, we’ll keep playing it cool for as long as we can. You get some rest, though, alright? You’ve had a long day.”

You nodded, feeling sleep begin to pull at you as Kent’s warmth and presence comforted you, “Goodnight, KJ.”

“Goodnight, Y/N/N,” he whispered, pressing another soft kiss to your forehead.

With Kent beside you, you felt safe and content, knowing that no matter what challenges the next days would bring, you had him by your side. As your eyes fluttered shut, the last thing you felt was Kent’s hand gently resting on your stomach, a quiet reminder that the two of you were in this together. Always.

a/n; would kj be a girl dad or a boy dad

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diorsluv · 11 months ago

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feather , part 32

“ you miss me? ”

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yourusername hughes appreciation post has come! (they wouldn’t leave me alone until i swore i would do it)

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_alexturcotte now that i think about it you only have quinn and jack’s jerseys

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luca.fantilli fantilli appreciation post??

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colecaufield jack isn’t really doing it for me in that 2nd photo…

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trevorzegras why is luke’s kind of…

→ yourusername right 🤭

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→ adamfantilli someone help luke’s talking like a fanfiction writer again

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adamfantilli drysdale siblings try not to neglect us challenge go!

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username23 they all look so ethereal

dylanduke25 won’t your bf be jealous that you keep posting these hotties

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mackie.samo i heard from a little birdie that you’re not slick ‼️

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_alexturcotte pizza 🤤🤤

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trevorzegras luke 🤤🤤

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username41 we’ve been stuck in soft launch era for TOO LONG

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maddysamo i miss you 😞

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adamfantilli the frosting on the donuts kind of look like glue

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username77 by the time they hard launch they’ll already be married with three kids and another one in the oven

liked by yourusername

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mackie.samo TECHNICALLY he forgot to braid and i taught him how to do it again

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next chapter notes ) i’ve gotten to the point where i’m posting once in a blue moon but at the same time i’ve literally been procastinating in every aspect of my life (i just spent 3 hours on one class’ assignments) anyways THE HARD LAUNCH IS COMING SOON 🫢🫢 not proofread ‼️

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys@loveforaugust@cstads-blog@h0e4fictionalme-n

#luke hughes fanfic #luke hughes fic #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes #quinn hughes #jack hughes #alex turcotte #cole caufield #trevor zegras #jamie drysdale #dylan duke #mark estapa #mackie samoskevich #ethan edwards #adam fantilli #rutger mcgroarty #luca fantilli

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letsgivethisonemoreshot · 1 year ago

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@omg-im-such-a-masochist found this for you

I wish you would write a fic where ... yandere Adam Cole "plays" hide and seek with you in what he thinks is a fun type of foreplay but is actually a serious attempt to escape by you

Hide & Seek

Warnings: Illusions to smut, Yandere!Adam Cole, Yandere themes, reader trying to escape, predator and prey sort of situation.

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @legit9thlunaticwarrior @auburnwrites @melissahausen @thesusbunny @writtingrose

Your hand was clasped over your mouth, trying to keep any sound from escaping. You weren't sure where Adam was, but he didn't know where you were either, so you needed to take advantage. What had started as Adam making you cuddle on the couch for movie night turned into the power going out and you attempting to run. No power meant the security system was down, this was your chance.

"Come out, come out wherever you are..." Adams sing song voice called out, making you push your body further into the hiding place. You had run into the den, just down the hall from the front door, when you had heard footsteps. "I'm gonna find you, baby..." Of course, he thought this was some sort of game.

You stayed quiet, listening to him leave the room. You waited a few minutes before moving from your hiding spot, carefully leaving the room. You glanced around the dark area and hearing nothing; you made a run for it. You were so close, only a few more steps...

You felt an arm grab you, yanking you both to the ground as you cried out. The fall was painful, and the feeling of the body on top of yours didn't help. Adam breath was warm on your neck as he took deep breaths, laying kisses along the exposed skin.

"Damn, we should do this more often. Definitely got me going." Adam whispered, grinding his boner into your ass as you cried silently. You'd been so close, a few more seconds and you would be out the door. "I'm going to fucking destroy you, my little prize." Adam spoke, and you fully believed every word.

#Adam cole oneshot #Adam cole fic #Adam cole fanfiction #adam cole imagine

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kyleoreillylover · 1 year ago

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CHAPTER 1- THE BEGINNING

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CHAPTER 4- JEALOUSY

CHAPTER 5- CRACKS

CHAPTER 6-LOYALTY

CHAPTER 7- PART 1- THE BATTLE BEFORE THE WAR

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Jey Uso

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Attention (ft. Sami Zayn)

Show, Don't Tell 📸 (ft. Sami Zayn)

Protectors(w/Sami Zayn)

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What's it like being the female member of the Bloodline?

Keep My Hands to Myself

Beat Them or Join Them

Sami Zayn

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Always Take Care of You (ft. Kevin Owens)

Attention (ft. Jey Uso)

Polaroids And Kisses📸

Anger Management (ft. Kevin Owens)

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Weakness

You look so Good Under Me

Protectors(w/Jey Uso)

Hotel Room(ft. Kevin Owens)

Dominik Mysterio

Proud of You

Addicted to You

Three's a Crowd (w/Carmelo Hayes)

Dominik Mysterio Headcanons

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 1

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 2

Instagram AU! Dominik Mysterio x Fem!Black!Reader

Snuggles

Rhea Ripley

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 1

The Bloodline!Reader x Dominik Mysterio x Rhea Ripley Part 2

Finn Balor

In Sickness and In Health

Roman Reigns

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Monster (w/Jey Uso)

Carmelo Hayes

Relationship Headcanons

Kiss and Make up

Three's a Crowd (w/ Dominik Mysterio)

Besties with Carmelo

Instagram AU! Carmelo Hayes x Fem!Black!Reader

Tiffany Stratton

A Few More Minutes

What's it Like Dating the Center of the Universe?

Wake Up Call 🩷

Kevin Owens

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Always Take Care of You (ft. Sami Zayn)

Hotel Room (ft. Sami Zayn)

Anger Management (ft. Sami Zayn)

Jimmy Uso

Loyalty (ft. Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens, and Jimmy Uso)

Kyle O'Reilly

Comfort

Undisputed Era

Fem!Reader winning the Royal Rumble

Comfort in Losing

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daddyhausen · 10 months ago

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commission: 4/4 for — @coleskingdom

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「 SUMMARY 」 — after he betrays your brother, adam makes an attempt to reconcile with you

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], dubcon brother's ex-best friend, gaslighting (kinda) thigh riding (kinda), praise, dirty talk, dom!adam, sub!reader, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, male + female orgasms, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, squirting

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 3.3k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x adam cole

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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shock was the only emotion that was evident on your features, the astronomical levels of betrayal that coursed through your veins, holding an icy, unblinking stare at the TV. the live broadcast ended a good forty-five or so minutes ago with a simple black screen and an abrupt audio cut. the last glimpse you caught was of your brother, laying motionless in the centre of the ring, face up staring hazily at the ceiling, not a shred of emotion or consciousness present. the camera panning upward, to a close-up of your boyfriend. adam’s smug expression, a smirk forming across his lips, evil shimmering beneath the ocean blue of his irises, enhanced by the arena lighting. he stared down at max, the devil mask firmly in his grasp, holding it above his head like it was some sort of memento. the screen then faded to black, and you were met with your reflection once more.

sitting in silence, your body numb with what can only be described as a betrayal by proxy. by betraying your brother, adam had betrayed you as well. your trust, your love. everything. countless thoughts of why spiralled through your mind as to what could have persuaded adam to do such a thing, on all accounts he seemed to be thriving with his blossoming friendship with max, and your brother was evidently over the moon that he had found someone who treated him with respect. guess it seemed too good to be true…

you could not even weep, tears have been foregone ever since you witnessed it. you sat in an unblinking, unmoving state, paralyzed by the hurt and anger boiling inside, so much so that you did not even react to the opening of the hotel room door, adam blissfully sauntering in, his features so smug and cocky, dropping his bag beside the door, ready for you to accept him with open arms as if his wrongdoings were nonexistent. still, you did not move an inch, rather choosing to ignore him and his advances for physical touch. hearing a soft chuckle rumble low in his chest as he inched closer towards you. the subtle, yet heavy trudges of his footsteps against the carpeted floors, to the dip in the mattress from his weight as he sat beside you, his breath fanning warm wisps of air against the back of your neck, making the hairs stand up with an uneasy mix of betrayal and anger.

“so this is how it's gonna be, huh?” he remarked coldly, his lanky fingers curled around loose strands of his that had been obscuring your neck from his gaze, the supple skin could be seen ever so slightly through the curtain of the strands, pulling back to fully reveal your neck.

“c’mon angel, you know i had to do it. he was gonna betray me eventually”

his lips met the soft flesh of your neck. the skin was supple and sweet, adam did always have a sweet tooth in that sense, the sickly sweet scent and taste of you left his teeth corroded and rotten, yet he was unable to pull away, unable to resist. despite your protest and obvious attempts of avoidance. adam would not relent, his toned arms snaking around your waist akin to a cobra around its prey, tightening, squeezing around your frame until you were forced to submit.

“but my brother…” was all you could muster, feeling adam’s grip grow tighter in increments as if air escaping your lungs grew sparse, he only fed off of it more, each breath leaving through clenched teeth and pursed lips, cheeks burned and stained, salty in their scent and taste, eyes reddening with that similar burn.

“you should know firsthand what your brother is like. c’mon angel…max only cares about himself”

you lament at your lover's statements, still trying to barter on behalf of your brother’s honour. adam’s calloused palms moved downward, ghosting over the tops of your shoulders, fingertips tracing over the spot where he had previously kissed, the skin still damn lightly with the moisture from his lips.

“he would have betrayed you just the same”

”he wouldn’t-“

“of course, he would have. you’re a far superior wrestler than he is. yet he relished in the glory while you’re left on the sidelines…that hardly seems fair now does it?”

adam was right in the sense. max did always have this underlying jealousy of him during the formative years of your childhood. maybe it's the older sibling syndrome or complex? once you were born he was cast to the side in some sense. his achievements seemed minuscule in comparison to his perfect little sister. despite you never fully taking note of it, that’s just how max was, how he’s always been. the occasional bullying was just playful sibling banter, it's how he showed his affection. it could not be something more malicious…right?

”angel, look at me…” adam’s hands cupped your cheeks, hardened fingertips, drawing small circles into the apples of your cheeks. “my pretty little thing…”

his voice was teetering on the borders between affectionate and condescending. sounding so sickly sweet in your ears that you could not help but peer up at him, all teary and doe-eyed. innocence personified. the crystal blue of his irises glowed dimly in the moonlight, staring you down.

“you are nothing to your brother.” his remark was stern, and in a way truthful, making the avoidance of your gaze all the more disheartening. his fingertips wrapped around your chin, gently tapping at your jawline in soft thrums.

“but…” he paused, not hesitant, just trying to add emphasis to his next few words.

“you’re everything to me”

his words were soft-spoken, yet manipulation ran course through them. adam was no saint and you knew that. you almost foretold his betrayal of your brother, but…through adam’s actions the last few months you’d thought a change within his mannerisms would have been a good thing. but he was only prolonging the inevitable.

“adam-“

he wouldn’t let you get a word in. silencing you with simple guidance towards his chest, cradling your head against the study wall of his chest, palms smoothing down the flyaways of your hair as you rested, wide-eyed from the studded interaction

“shh. sweetheart. forget about your brother. i’m all you need”

the soft lull of his words was enough to dry your tears for the moment, just to feel secure in his arms was enough.

”i’m the only one who truly knows your worth, angel. you don’t need anyone else but me”

you could only hum in response, body numb to his words, numb to the clear intentions he possessed as his hands took free roam of your body, trailing down your shoulders, around your chest, pulling you back into the warmth of his figure, you succumbed to it, reveled in the heat. despite adam being the cause of your pain, he was the only person who provided comfort, and you loved him so…you weren't going to just throw him out, kick him to the curb when he’s the one you desire most.

“let me take care of you, my angel”

his words corrosive, rotting away the hatred that had blinded you for the past hour and a half. acidic in the way his voice melted through skin and bone, eroding your psyche until his words truly penetrated your mind. indeed, all you needed was him and him alone. adam’s ring-worn palms cupped your breasts through the hoodie of his you’d been sporting, the fabric encapsulated your frame, leaving you a shapeless figure for him to explore and identify your curves. his natural skin tone left blotchy from when his sweat rinsed away the fake tan. he thumbed your nipples through the fabric, watching the buds peak and stiffen from his subtle touch, observing the way your body shuddered in reaction to it. so responsive, so good.

a small mewl escaped your lips, you should be mad at him, you should not be reveling in the simple pleasures he provided. adam grew satisfied with your responsiveness, his cockhead bulging against the thin, breathable fabric of his gym shorts, ones he’d haphazardly thrown on after making his escape from the arena before your brother had the chance to batter the hell out of him. he kept his movements quick, prying the hoodie of his from your body, reveal your, pristine, freshly washed skin underneath, the lingering, albeit faint scent of your body wash clung to your skin, sweet notes of sharp pomegranate and decadent vanilla ignited his scenes as your midriff became more exposed. a subtle, aroused grunt parted his lips as more of your skin fell before his eyes, all naked and bare as he finally managed to free your figure from the fabric. you were completely exposed to him bar the reception of your panties. your pillowy breasts all naked and soft, nipples hardened and aroused for him.

you made a hasty attempt to cover yourself, not out of embarrassment or fear. far from it. you still held some resentment towards him despite his convincing ways of begging your forgiveness…well not exactly, more like into manipulating you into believing his reasons for his betrayal of maxwell.

“oh no we're not doing that, angel” he tugged your wrists, arms that were previously shielding your breasts were now placed firmly at your side, unrelenting in his movements despite your attempts at squirming free.

“adam let go of me-”

“i dont think so sweetheart. i wanna see all of you..”

in your hasty attempt at escape adam had managed to pin you down to the mattress, hands now positioned above your head. his body hovering over yours, keeping you secure as he pressed his knee between your thighs, feeling the build-up of slick in your panties, how your body instinctively squirmed and hips gyrated against it.

“fuck you” you spat, teeth clenched, venom seething from between them

“angel, what do you think i’m doing huh?” his tone condescending, finding it rather cute that you would make a futile attempt to reject him. the sensation of his thigh drawing a rough circle into your clothed clit was almost enough for you to forgive his previous actions. he pressed his body further into you, feeling the meaty head of his cock, throb through his shorts, against your stomach, oh how you ached for him to be buried deep in you, feel the outline of his bulge prodding against the skin.

his lips found their way to your nipples, his cool breath fanned over the buds. goosebumps rose on your skin, pupils widening at the sensation. his tongue drew rough circles around your nipple. greedily lapping up the swollen nub as his lips wrapped around them with a moan, reverberating into the fat of your breast. he sucked on it for a moment, a few calculated swirls of his tongue before he pulled away with a pop, quickly repeating his actions on the other nipple, applying a small bite to the flesh before prying away.

he began to lick hot stripes down your torso, leaving rivers of spit in their wake, your skin glossy under moonlight. adam reveled in the sight. he’d never seen a sight more beautiful. you naked beneath him, trying to put off a form of resentment but the build-up of wetness in your panties said otherwise, even in the dark fabric he could still make out the wet spot, just how incredibly drenched you were for him.

“such a pretty little thing. you're practically begging me to taste you.”

adam’s tongue had a mind of its own at this point, tongue prodding at your cunt through your panties, sucking up the wetness through the fabric, feeling him nudge at your clit.

“a-adam-” your voice hesitant, although he paid no mind to it, instead pulling your panties to the side, far too impatient and lazy to pry them off completely. he hummed in delight at the sight of your drenched cunt. sweetness coating your folds, leaving them glossy under the sheer gaps of moonlight the blinds provided.

“look how wet you are, and here you are pretending that you don’t want me”

he let his tongue glide across your folds, lapping at the slick that dripped from your cunt with a low, guttural hum. he muttered to himself, about the way you taste, how sweet you are, how cute that you're still making attempts to reject him even in your cunt-soaked state. pools of arousal flooded through you as he took your clit between your lips, tugging and twirling the sensitive pearl between his teeth, drinking you in.

“fuck…” he mewled, words muffled into your folds. “i knew you were wet for me, but you're practically drowning me here, angel”

his tongue explored every crevice of your cunt, dipping and diving around your folds, tracing shapes and scribbles into your warmth. the disgusting sucking sounds, sounded so vile in your ears, so noisy and irritating. but the pleasure accompanied with it… it drives you insane with need.

“adam…”

“yes, sweetheart” he peered his head up, lips parting with your cunt for a moment to speak, his lips and beard soaked with your slick. he made no effort to continue the conversation, diving straight back between your thighs, eating you out like a man possessed, a man starved.

“ah- fuck! i need to cum! please! “

your begs proved futile to your cause as be brought you to the brink of release, leaving you on the cusp of pleasure. your eyes rolling back into your skull, hips bucking to meet with the contact of his lips and tongue, back arching in desperation to gain more friction, so close to drawing in hin your sweetness when he decided to abruptly pull away, much to your chagrin.

“you cum, when I say you can fucking cum"

his tone was malicious, impatient. wiping down the slick that dripped from his beard before flicking it over your stomach. an act that made him look disgusted by you and your taste, despite the opposite being obvious. the action left you humiliated and equally aroused for a moment.

“get up. on your knees. turn around” he spoke in short, frustrated bursts through almost needy pants. still, you did as told, despite being disgruntled at your lack of orgasm. your thighs sticky as you positioned yourself facing the headboard giving adam a full view of your, throbbing wet cunt. your thighs still shaking a bit from the pleasure of his tongue, he smirked subtly to himself at the sight. the sensation of his warm fingertips prodding at your cunt, gathering the slick that glistened against your folds.

“pretty thing…” he hummed, a low rumble in his chest. “and here you are pretending you don't want me, even when your little pussy is dripping for me”

with the slick gathered across two of his fingers, he brought them up to his lips, dragging them along the base of his tongue in an exaggerated fashion, letting your juices mingle with his tastebuds, letting his eyelids shut, lashing fluttering softly as he sampled your sweetness. prying his fingers out of his mouth with a noticeable pop that resonated around the hotel room.

“now sweetheart.” he began, hastily shoving his shorts down, his cock flopped out of the fabric, hanging low hand heavy as he proceeded to stroke his already hardened shaft, tapping the swollen tip against the plump cheeks of your ass, small droplets of warm pre-cum spurted from the slip, reminiscent pearls, in colour, on your skin. a soft hum parted your lips, feeling his nudge and part your walls ever so slightly with his tip, prodding past the fleshing curtains of your void, holding his tip between them for a moment as he spoke.

“you’re gonna take every inch of me…”

he broke his sentence momentarily, stretching the meaty walls of your cunt with ease, submerging the head of his cock within you.

“i don’t wanna hear a peep from you unless you worshipping this dick, understand?”

he gave you no time to respond, not to even think of one for that matter. adam gave a harsh thrust, burying himself deep until he bottomed out inside your aching cunt. with a throaty groan, one hand gripped your waist while the other kneaded your plump ass, with a few interjecting slaps in between, holding you to stabilize himself. his cock practically tore you in half, feeling the girth of his shaft spread you nice and wide, so easy for him to claim. his movements your quick and precise, all the while being international just to rile you up further with arousal.

he kept his cock stationary within you, a hand placed in the center of your back, trailing up until he reached your shoulder, pushing you down so that you were firmly trapped between him ad the mattress, ass still propped in the air. he remained silent, his cock slowly began to rock into you, feeling the veins in his shaft graze against the gummy walls of your cunt, feeling the aching pulse between your thighs.

“that's it- fuck- take it all, angel”

his grunts and growls were almost primal, spoke through clenched teeth and a set jaw. his movements, almost painful, burning with insatiable desire as he pulled you back, deeper, cockhead bullying your cervix, so deep in your womb.

your mind in a perpetual state of delirium so fucked out even from the first few seconds of his movements. eyes had made a permanent home in the back of your skull, only blackness was in your vision. spott pooling around the corners of your lips, the cream-colored sheets a shade darker where your lips had parted, muttering and moaning small pleas for his mey. your ears ringing with desire, his voice a mere soft buzzing sound against a cacophony of means.

“oh, you want me to stop? oh angel, but you asked for this.. don’t lie, your pretty pussy was soaked before i even left the arena wasn’t it?”

you couldn’t lie. he was correct in a way. despite the sudden and unannounced betrayal of your brother, adam’s dominance, the way he sat so smug and stoic above him was a sight to behold, one that had your thighs clenching absentmindedly, wetness pooling in your panties and a list’s worth of sinful thoughts to rush through your mind.

with muffled words, you mumbled out a soft ‘yes’ in response. or at least that was what fell on adam’s ears, not that he was paying too much attention anyway.

“so fucking tight for me, sweetheart. you’re practically choking my dick right now”

a buildup of sweat gathered at his hairline, his brows furrowed with a scowl as he worked hard to get himself off. slamming your hips back against his, cockhead tormenting your cervix with vicious, violent thrusts, feeling the clamp of your walls around him. he was incessant on release, his cock swelling to the point where it almost pained him, how heated his body had become with desperation.

“i can feel you, angel, cum around this dick for me baby. i know you want to”

his voice wavered along the lines of dominant and pleasing. so needy in chasing his release he for a second, did not care about yours. your cunt quivered around his length, sloppy sounds of your slick drawing his cock, sweaty skin slapping against the skin you drained him dry.

“gonna cum- fuck - gonna fill this pretty fuking pussy up” his words begin to falter as to did his breath. “such a good girl you are, taking my cum like this baby, oh fuck-mmhmm fuck yes baby”

his milky seed brought a welcome warmth into your want, feeling the heat radiating deep inside your walls, dripping down your thighs as he pulled out, mixing with the watery squirt that stained the bedsheets below.

“oh fuck_’ he panted, adoring the way your perfect cunt looked filled with him, how it leaked out of your pulsing hole, down your slit, and against your clit. how your thighs shuddered, barely able to keep yourself from collapsing into the mattress.

the words he previously stated, relating them like a mantra as he hovered over your fucked out form.

“you're all mine, angel. i’m all yours need”

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rootedinrevisions · 2 months ago

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Masterlist: WWE & Professional Wrestling

Step into the ring with my collection of professional wrestling stories! Most of my writing here is centered around the superstars of WWE, but you'll also find a few pieces featuring wrestlers from other promotions.

Whether you're a fan of the drama, athleticism, or the larger-than-life personalities in the squared circle, there’s something here for you. From intense rivalries to behind-the-scenes moments, I hope you enjoy these tales of wrestling’s finest. 💥(UPDATED 12.1.24)

ADAM COLE

Man Enough (Adam x Reader)

As the crowd cheers, you're focused on capturing the perfect shot of Drew's victory at NXT Takeover Brooklyn III, but the energy shifts when Adam Cole makes his shocking debut, attacking Drew from behind. You’ve seen Adam’s work before, but seeing him in person, up close, stirs something new in you. His confidence, his presence—it’s magnetic. As he stands over Drew, holding the championship belt, he catches your eye, and for a brief moment, your breath hitches. Later, backstage, Adam approaches you, his charm as undeniable as his performance. His teasing banter leaves you flustered, though you try to brush it off. But as he walks away, you realize that this won’t be the last time he’ll leave you feeling this way.

PART 1 I PART 2

ADAM PAGE

Unspoken (Adam x Reader)

What started as a casual birthday dinner with friends quickly took an unexpected turn the moment Adam sat next to you, his presence impossible to ignore. Drinks flowed, conversation sparked, and before long, you found yourself on the dance floor, the tension between you growing with each beat. He teased you with subtle touches and whispered words that sent your mind racing, yet you kept him at arm’s length, enjoying the game just as much as he did. By the time the night wound down, you assumed he’d let it go—until you returned to your hotel and saw him waiting by your door, eyes dark with intent. FLUFF.

DAMIAN PRIEST

Playing With Fire (Damian x Reader)

When a lingering injury leaves you sidelined from the WWE ring, you find yourself with far too much time on your hands. And what better way to fill that time than by teasing your fellow superstar, Damian Priest? Wearing his shirt, flaunting a dangerously short skirt, and pushing every button you know will get under his skin, you enjoy the game—until Damian decides he’s had enough. With patience wearing thin and his control slipping, Damian flips the script, and suddenly, it’s not a game anymore. Now, you’re playing with fire, and the real question is: how much heat can you handle?

PART 1 I PART 2

Up in the Air (Damian x Reader)

When WWE superstars find themselves with a rare day off, Rhea Ripley seizes the opportunity to play matchmaker at a local festival. As she drags her friends to food trucks, rides, and games, the sparks between you and Damian Priest begin to fly. With Rhea’s clever nudges and a series of comical misadventures, you and Damian are thrust into close quarters—sharing food, laughter, and unexpected moments of connection. But when a hot air balloon ride leaves you suspended high above the fairground, the thrill of the day turns into something deeper. FLUFF.

Perfectly Imperfect Proposal (Damian x Reader)

Damian has the perfect plan to ask his girlfriend to marry him. But what happens when nothing goes right and the universe throws a wrench in his plans? A perfectly imperfect proposal. FLUFF.

JEY USO

Oh Shut Up (Jey x Reader)

Jey Uso finds himself drawn back into the Bloodline’s chaos to protect his family’s legacy. But his girlfriend isn’t afraid to call him out, challenging his decision and testing the boundaries of their relationship. Tension rises, tempers flare, and sparks fly as Jey proves he’s always in control—even when the lines between passion and power blur. ANGST. SMUT KIND OF.

ROMAN REIGNS

The Tribal Pull (Roman x Reader)

You are a young, ambitious intern who is beginning her six month stint with WWE. Your only focus is making a lasting impression to jumpstart your career - until you catch the eye of Roman Reigns, the dominant and enigmatic Tribal Chief. What starts as professional interactions quickly turns into something more, as Roman's attention becomes impossible to ignore, and the lines between business and personal interactions blur. With each encounter, the tension between you rises, leading to a moment of no return when circumstances force them to confront their undeniable chemistry.

PART 1 I PART 2 I PART 3

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thesupreme316 · 1 year ago

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Hi. I’ve read some of your fics and I was just wondering if your could do a x reader with either of the following (the Elite, Adam Cole, MJF, Ricky Starks, or one of the womens) I had a really shitty day at work and I wanted to know if you could do something where that after training the readers back hurts from taking bumps. My back is really bad to the point I have to go to the chiropractor along with my shoulder. I explained it badly because I feel like shit from work but just something really comforting

Honey, I hope your back is getting better (please don’t stress yourself). Imma do reactions so you can get the most comfort possible and sorry that this couldn’t come out sooner

AEW Stars React: Your back getting injured in training

Pairings: MJF x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, Kenny Omega x Reader, Hangman Adam Page x Reader, Willow Nightingale x Reader, Adam Cole x Reader

Word Count: 875

Supreme Speaks: hey I hope that the anon who requested this iks having a better day. I was gonna do an imagine but it was easier and quicker for me to write reactions. I hope all of you reading this also has a great day and please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: same instances in different fonts, barely proofread

Taglist: @wwenhlimagines @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom

Kenny Omega

Mans would notice the first time you landed wrong (Mans is the Bout machine)

He would try to correct you but ultimately decided to end the session to prevent an injury

I also think he is the one who constantly has an eye on you afterward; like you are not allowed to leave his line of sight

So you now have the task of sitting and being pretty while he fixes lunch/dinner

You are not allowed to walk around for long periods

Would give you tips on how to land safer in the future

I also say Kenny would put down a thicker landing mat for you once you are ready to train again

Would also praise you for trying to continue to train

“You are tougher than most of the boys in the back. Nick cried once from taking a bump wrong.”

Hangman Page

MANS IS A SWEETHEART

Once you landed wrong and he saw how you reacted; you were immediately taken out of the ring

“Nope. No, no, no, we’re leaving and you’re getting a heating pad.”

Would immediately get you IcyHot/BioFreeze for your pains

Tries to distract you with discussions about other topics (favorite songs, movies, etc)

Would carry you every time you wanted to walk somewhere

Bathroom? You’re over his shoulder. Want to eat? You’re being held like a baby to the table

Listens to your rants, outbreaks, cries, anything at any time of the day

Would give you massages at any time

“Please do not move too much. I want you to be at 100% next time you practice”

Adam Cole

Just like Page and Kenny, Cole doesn’t take this lightly (as he has suffered from back pains)

But I think you were landing safely and you just took too many bumps and they just started to hurt your back

Just to be on the safe side, he would book chiropractor appointments

He would go through the appointment to show that you’re not alone

Adam would also do his own observations to see if he needs to alter anything

Will readjust everything to make sure that you are comfortable

ALSO MANS WILL GET YOU FLOWERS EVERYDAY (I just see that whether it’s platonic or not)

“You’re gonna be okay and I’m so proud of you for taking everything like a champ.”

Also, he would have a bath waiting on you before you could walk in the door

That man will take care of you

MJF

Okay listen….he would try to make fun of you at first

But when he noticed that you wouldn’t even give a snarky comeback, he changed his attitude

Will spend a shitload of money just to make you feel good

Appointments? Medicine? Massages? Compression shirts? You name it, he got it.

As you start to feel better, Max will start cracking jokes

“You are a strong individual who can take anything thrown at her….except for an arm drag”

Will reference you to make his opponent feel bad

“Y/N, who is smaller than you, had to stop wrestling temporarily cause she was carrying the weight of the industry on her back..unlike you shmuck.”

Ricky Starks

Mans knows exactly how you feel

Will give you every piece of advice and equipment that helped him through his bad back

“Sleep on your stomach….or was it your side? Just go to sleep and tell me how you feel later on.”

Will make everything within arms reach for you

Doesn’t want you to enter the ring until a week later

Ensures you that you didn’t do anything wrong (wrestling is just hard at the end of the day)

Like Page, he will listen to what you have to say and will try his best to respond to it

Will support whatever you choose to do but will push you to keep going in the future

“I know it hurts now, but once you’re all better, you’ll forget this ever happened and flourish like the butterfly that you are…or something like that from Pinterest”

Willow Nightingale

Okay, I think she would freak out about everything

Tbh, she wouldn’t know what to do as she is genuinely worried about you

You would find it endearing and a little bit distracting (in a good way) as she scrambles to help you

Would worry every time you left something up, doesn’t allow you to bend down

To comfort you; cuddles everyday…every fucking day… (you betta not decline em either)

Would take online advice to heart and hope that it genuinely helps you

I can see Willow looking up what to do to help you, but she would come across different conditions and would be convinced you have it

“Do you have Osteoporosis? No? Then you have Arthritis….No I’m not calling you old.”

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cigaretteslutz · 6 months ago

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cigaretteslutz' masterlists

hi hi hello! this is my collection of writing organized into one spot so that you don't have to search around for my works! under this you will find my rules for requests, and the different things you can request. (im not the best at this so pls be nice)

rules;

things i will NOT write: pee/scat/puke, abortion/forced abortion/miscarriages, things with no consent, addiction, actual wrestlers fucking each other (unless its a 3some with the reader but other then that no), things featuring age play/little space, incest/step-cest. if you request any of these you're blocked.

if you make a request and want a wrestler to have a child, please give their name and age because im not using anybody's REAL child in a fanfic thats just...😭

things i WILL write: marriage/divorce, pregnancy, violence, mommy/daddy kinks, praise/degradation kinks, rough sex (??), more to come as i write

please dont translate or steal my work! i work hard on these and if i want my work to be translated, i will ask someone, but as of right now no.

who i write for/request inspo;

wwe: austin theory brie bella cm punk cody rhodes cora jade damien priest dominik mysterio drew mcintyre finn balor grayson waller jade cargill john cena la knight liv morgan logan paul maryse miz nikki bella randy orton rhea ripley ridge holland roman reigns seth rollins aew: alicia atout (my friend held a gun to my head and forced me to add her. you know who you are) adam cole adam copeland adam page bryan danielson buddy matthews claudio castagnoli darby allin hook jay white kenny omega kyle o'reilly mjf orange cassidy sammy guevara saraya tay melo wardlow

inspo: officer porn star/cam star professor pirate/mermaid ex-partner single parents model actress sorority/frat princess/prince/king

if you like my work, please consider following me! comment if you would like to be added to the tag list !!

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midwestmade29 · 7 months ago

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Challenge 😏

Felt spicy, might delete later 😏 (probably not)

Word count: 1.1k Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @cardinalbiggles

Disclaimers: Cursing, oral sex, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

The playful challenge you issued against Adam quickly turns into much more...

When Adam opened the bathroom door, pillows of steam filled the bedroom. As he walked into view, you noticed he was wearing nothing but a towel tucked around his hips. You did a double take when you saw how perfectly it hung there, just low enough to make you salivate.

Water droplets fell from his wet hair and slid down his body making you want to lick some of them away. “Like what you see princess?” Adam teased when he caught you staring for a little too long.

“Yes, yes I do,” you smirked. You drug your tongue over your bottom lip before taking it in between your teeth. Fuck did he look good.

“I see you commandeered another one of my tshirts. I’m a little offended that it looks better on you than it does me,”

“You know, I was thinking the same thing,” you quipped, making Adam let out a hearty laugh.

“Is that so? Well what if I changed my mind and want it back?” He asked while taking a step towards the bed. He had a devious look in his eyes.

“Then I say why don’t you come over here and try to take it from me then,”

Your challenge was met instantly when Adam leaped onto the foot of the bed, and army crawled on his stomach towards you. You threw off the covers and tried to get away, but he grabbed hold of your wrist and pulled you back down. Your laughter filled the room as he pinned you in place with his body.

He placed his hands under the hemline of the shirt, making sure his fingertips were grazing your skin as he slid it up your torso. What started as a silly little game turned into something much more as he took in the sight of every inch of your newly exposed skin. You could feel him growing harder against you, surely the towel he had on was about to come loose.

There was zero protest from you when he pulled it up and over your head before tossing it on the floor. “Mmm, just look at you, my beautiful girl. You’re the most perfect thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on,”

Adam’s hand found your breast, making you squirm a little when he started to massage it. His eyes were set intently on yours, watching you and how well you were responding to his touch. He took your nipple in between his fingers as he rolled it and pinched, making it pucker and stiffen.

He kissed his way up your torso starting at each hip bone, sucking and nipping along the trail he was creating with his lips. You let out a contented “mmm” with each new piece of skin they touched, encouraging him to keep going. He sucked your nipple into his mouth harshly, making you gasp as his teeth grazed over it before soothing it with his wet tongue. His movements were driving you crazy!

“A-Adam, please. I want, I need more,” you begged. He loves it when you beg.

“Music to my ears princess,” he smiled and removed your panties. He placed his hands between your thighs and pried them apart, placing his fingertips around your clit and began toying with it. Your hips bucked off the bed from his skilled movements, but you still weren’t satisfied.

“Please, kiss me there. I want your mouth on me,”

“So greedy tonight, aren’t you? My insatiable girl,”

Adam wrapped his arms under your thighs and pulled you mere inches away from his mouth, diving in and devouring your sweetness immediately. His tongue flicked against your clit, teasing it before sucking into his mouth. His hums of satisfaction vibrated off your bundle of nerves, sending you into overdrive.

One of your hands was wrapped in his hair, the other gripping the bedsheets as if they would both help anchor you. Adam inserted two fingers into your slick cunt, curling them and brushing them against your sweet spot. Adam knows exactly what his beautiful girl needs.

Moments before you were about to cum, Adam removed his fingers from you and flicked his tongue against your clit one last time. You groaned loudly as you tumbled down from the apex instead of over it.

“Wh-why did you stop?!” Your words breathy and full of frustration when you asked. At first Adam didn’t say anything as you watched him sit back on his heels and undo his towel. His cock was practically throbbing and more than ready to be inside your tight cunt.

“Because you will cum when I say so, not when your body decides it’s time. I’m in control princess, we’re playing by my rules,”

Once Adam was positioned, he pushed himself inside of you, making your back arch off the bed. He placed his hand around your throat, holding you in place and forcing you to look at him. “Eyes on me princess. Don’t you dare look away. I want to watch as you fall apart around me,”

Every thrust was deep and purposeful. The way his pelvic bone pressed against your clit made you moan. Adam was working your body in all the best ways and he was definitely taking what he needed from it.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me. So so good. I can feel how ready you are princess. I think it’s time you let yourself go. Cum for me. I want to hear you and I want to see you,”

As Adam continued to slam himself into you, he finally brought you over the edge. Your eyes were locked on him and you tried your best to keep them open when your orgasm ripped through you. He bent over and kissed you hard, stealing every whimper and moan from you before they even had a chance to greet the air. He fucked you through your release, the feeling of your walls contracting around him did him in.

He erupted inside of you, filling you with everything he had to give. His hair fell around your face as his orgasm made him nearly collapse on top of you from its intensity. His breathing was ragged, his heart was hammering against his chest. The sight of him so undone and so consumed with pleasure gave you goosebumps!

Adam was incredibly sweet afterwards as he cleaned you up. He made sure you were comfortable and taken care of before sliding in bed next to you. With your head on his chest, he wrapped his arms around you while he played with your hair. The two of you fell asleep just like that and remained tangled together until morning.

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spine-buster · 4 months ago

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So High School ft. Adam Cole | Chapter 3

Because he sat on the outside seat, Austin was always delegated to the right earphone, and because she sat on the window seat, Violet was always delegated to the left earphone. It became a habit for her to just hand him an earphone the moment he sat beside her on the bus. Likewise, it became a habit for him to begin asking more about her, or her day, or what sorts of things she was studying at St. Anne’s that were different than what he was studying at Lancaster West. They’d talk about their other interests – hers: student council, the author Zadie Smith, Seventeen magazine, and the TV show The O.C; his: the Lancaster West wrestling team, hanging out with his friends, Rolling Stone magazine, and the TV show One Tree Hill. Violet promised to start watching One Tree Hill, and Austin The O.C.

Austin was excited to learn new things about Violet. He noticed himself looking forward to getting on the bus now and spending that time with her in the mornings and afternoons. He began to notice just how confident her voice and demeanour was. He noticed the freckles that dotted her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. He began to stop and look back at her before entering the front doors or Lancaster West High.

Violet was excited to learn new things about Austin. She noticed herself looking forward to seeing him get on the bus and spending time with him in the mornings and afternoons. She began to notice just how articulate and dynamic he was. She noticed the crinkle of his eyes whenever he’d smile or laugh at something she said. She began to wave to him slightly when he stopped and looked back at her before entering the front doors of Lancaster West High.

Despite how much they were opening up to one another, Violet always felt Austin was holding something back.

***

Violet was giddy as she walked with her girlfriends towards Julia Steinbreaker’s house for her birthday. She told her parents her birthday party would be on the main floor while her parents were up in their bedroom, but Mr. and Mrs. Steinbreaker’s parents were really in Florida for the weekend. She had a curfew of midnight. Julia’s brother was a senior at St. Augustine College and some of his friends would be there, too. It was going to be the best.

When she and her friends walked in the house, they were greeted with loud music and a bunch of their friends and acquaintances. Word must have gotten around – that, or Julia’s brother told a lot more of his friends than Violet though, and those friends told their friends. Some other girls from St. Anne’s were there, and there were others she knew attended Lancaster West and other public schools in the city. She and her friends walked into the kitchen, already eyeing some of the boys. She grabbed a Diet Coke and cracked it open. Her friend Beth grabbed her hand and led her through the house to the family room where she spotted Julia’s older brother hanging out with his lacrosse team buddies.

And then she saw Austin.

Violet stopped dead in her tracks when she did. Beth almost dragged her but stopped when she noticed her staring at someone. “Austin?”

He didn’t see her at first. But when he did, his face was just as shocked as hers. “Violet?”

“Hey!” she exclaimed, letting go of Beth’s hand to approach him and hug him. Well, this was new. This was the first time they had acknowledged each other outside of the bus. They couldn’t even do this in a grocery store with their mothers present just a few weeks ago. Austin hugged her back, trying not to smile too much and lose his cool. “What are you doing here?” she asked.

“My buddy Travis is friends with Julia’s brother from their soccer team or something, so a couple of my buddies and I came,” he explained. “Julia – St. Anne’s, I’m guessing?”

“Yeah, yeah of course,” Violet nodded her head, trying not to feel too overwhelmed. He existed outside of the bus. He was real. “What a small world, eh?”

“That’s the Toronto poking through, isn’t it?” he quipped.

“Who’s this?”

Austin and Violet whipped their heads towards Beth, who was looking between them with raised eyebrows. “Beth, this is my friend Austin,” Violet said. She couldn’t believe she’d just said those words out loud to another person. My friend Austin. “He goes to Lancaster West. We take the bus into the city together.”

“Hello, Austin who goes to Lancaster West,” Beth smiled wryly. She looked back at Violet. “You didn’t tell me you had friends at Lancaster West.”

Violet watched as Austin’s smile dropped a little at the way she said Lancaster West. Like the school was riffraff. Like it was beneath them to have friends there when it most certainly wasn’t. “Well I do,” she said. “We’ve been taking the bus together for forever.”

Beth’s eyebrows rose. Before she could respond, a boy yelled her name and presented himself in front of them, to which Beth jumped into him excitedly to hug him. Violet and Austin gave each other a quick glance. Beth soon focused her attention back on Violet. “Violet, this is Carson, the guy I was telling you about.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“What are you drinking?” he asked.

“Just a Diet Coke.”

“You’ll definitely want some rum with that,” he smiled. “Are you a Malibu or Morgan girl?”

“No no, no rum for me,” she shook her head. She’d had alcohol before, but in the presence of her parents. They’d ship her off to a convent if she got home and they smelled rum on her breath, especially considering she had lied to them to come to the party in the first place.

“Oh come on, I know you St. Anne’s girls love to party,” he pushed. “Nobody’s gonna tell Jesus, I swear.”

“I’m alright with my Diet Coke, really.”

“Think of it as unholy water.”

“That’s not how it works.”

“I could even pour it right into your mouth—”

“—She said no,” Austin piped up. Everybody involved in the interaction looked at him. “Just leave it.”

“Whatever,” Carson rolled his eyes, putting his arm around Beth’s shoulders. “You want some vodka?”

“Yes please.”

Beth left with Carson, leaving Violet and Austin alone with one another. She bit her bottom lip before meeting his eyes. “Thanks Austin.”

“No problem,” he said. “I hope you came with other friends besides her.”

Thankfully, she did, and before long she was able to introduce Harper and Abigail to Austin, who were much more friendly than Beth had been. Austin even introduced them all to the friends he came with, and soon they were all talking and having fun together. Austin went to the kitchen to get Violet another Diet Coke, and when he came back, she saw he hadn’t opened it. She smiled to herself.

The house got more crowded – people from Lancaster West, who Austin said hi and spoke to, and some more girls from St. Anne’s. There was a boy from St. Augustine College’s student council that Violet knew and had a crush on, so tried flirting with him to no avail. Harper and Abigail paired off with some boys they met. Some rowdy boys started a drinking game, which encouraged so many others to be obnoxious. Soon enough, with Harper and Abigail paired off, Violet found herself alone, so she went back into the kitchen to get another Diet Coke. There, some boys in Lancaster West soccer t-shirts began talking to her. She was polite and engaged in the conversation, but she really wanted to find Harper or Abigail.

“How about I get you something to mix with that Coke,” the taller one said, grabbing the mickey of vodka he’d brought to the party from the pocket in his jeans.

“Oh no, that’s okay. I’m not drinking.”

The guy chuckled, glancing at his friend. “Of course not. Come on girl, you need to loosen up.”

“I’m perfectly fine, thanks.”

“You know, you’d be hotter if you weren’t so stuck up.”

Violet immediately went red. “What?”

“You St. Anne’s girls are all the same. Stuck up daddy’s little rich girls. Maybe if you took off your fucking chastity belt you’d be better.”

Violet was speechless, her jaw gaping open from not knowing what to say. With her cheeks already red and her eyes already watering at just how rude the boys were being, she tried to think of something, but couldn’t. Her emotions were getting the best of her. Her embarrassment was getting the best of her.

“Quit being such fucking assholes and leave her alone,” she suddenly heard Austin’s voice from behind her. She couldn’t even spin around to look him in the face, instead waiting until he appeared at her side.

The boys suddenly seemed more nervous than before. “Au—Austin—”

“Fuck off,” he warned, scaring them enough that they left the kitchen. He looked her in the eye, noticing the redness in her cheeks. “Are you okay?”

Violet felt so embarrassed. She gripped on to her Diet Coke before backing up to lean against the counter, averting Austin’s eyes. “I’m fine,” she told him unconvincingly. “I—I lost all my friends. They’re all off drinking or with boys.”

Austin saw her body language, saw how defeated she looked, and most of all, how she looked like she was on the verge of tears. “Hey, this party kinda blows anyway,” he said, getting slightly closer to her. Want to go somewhere else?”

She finally looked up to meet his eyes. She’d never been more grateful than in that moment. “Yes please.”

He nodded once. “Meet me at the door. I’ll grab your jacket.”

Violet did as she was told, going to put on her shoes. Austin appeared with her jean jacket and they left the house inconspicuously. It was already dark out, but not late – she still had at least two hours to go until curfew. Austin watched Violet carefully, making sure she was okay, and that she wouldn’t burst into tears at any given moment. Clearly those guys had struck a nerve. Once they walked down the driveway and to the sidewalk, he noticed that a few tears had escaped, the wiping of her nose a tell-tale sign, too. He hated seeing her so emotional about stupid comments some stupid boys made. “You want to go to Francesco’s?” he asked suddenly, before his mind even realized what he was doing.

“You…you mean the pizza place?”

He nodded. “There’s no reason those assholes should ruin your night,” he offered.

She nodded shyly, and they began walking down the sidewalk side by side. After only a few strides, though, she stopped dead in her tracks. He looked back at her to see what was wrong. “You don’t think I’m stuck up, do you?” she asked.

“No, I don’t,” Austin’s voice was gentle. There was a moment of silence where they just stared into each other’s eyes. Austin hoped she believed him, because he really meant it. “I think you’re the furthest thing from stuck up.”

Violet nodded, resolved, and began walking again along with him. They were quiet as they made their way towards Francesco’s, and it was Austin who took the reins once they walked in anyway. He walked them over to a booth where they sat opposite each other and ordered them both a slice of pizza and a root beer float. Violet noticed some of the other patrons in the restaurant – a few older couples, probably out on date nights; a big group of high school seniors who were lively but not loud or causing a scene; other local kids in and around their age minding their own business. She wondered what she looked like to them.

“Can I say something?” Austin asked suddenly. She didn’t see it because she was people watching and in her own head, but he had been staring at Violet the entire time. She nodded. “I think you’re way too smart and way too cool to let what those guys said make you feel this way.”

She cracked a smile for the first time in what felt like a while. “Thanks Austin.”

“And no offence,” he continued, “Harper and Abigail seem fine, but that Beth girl is a piece of work.”

“Yeah. I know. You don’t know the half of it,” she said. “We became friends in our freshman year because we were in the same math class, but we’ve been growing apart, especially this year,” Violet explained. “She’s just been…changing. I mean we both have. But we’re going in the opposite direction, and I don’t know how far we can stretch before it snaps, you know?”

“It doesn’t seem like you’re anything like each other. I try to give everybody a chance, but the second she opened her mouth I didn’t get a good vibe from her.”

Violet was silent. She knew exactly what he was referencing – the Lancaster West comment. “I know, I know. I didn’t—I didn’t like that comment she made. I thought it was really awful of her to say it the way she did.”

“If anybody should be called stuck up, it’s her.”

Violet smiled again. Their waitress brought them their pizza and root beer floats and Austin automatically took a sip out of his. They spoke about their friends and other people at the party, giving each other notes. Who to avoid. Who was alright. Everybody knew the teenage years were a minefield for social interaction, so it was nice to get advice from someone else. The taste of the pizza perked up Violet, and soon she and Austin were laughing together again. Conversations about friends turned into conversations about school and teachers, and conversations about school and teachers turned into conversations about parents.

“Are your parents already talking about university like my parents are?” Violet asked.

Austin shrugged. “We’ve talked about it, but they’re not pushing it down my throat or anything just yet. Are yours?”

Violet nodded her head. “When your dad’s a university professor it’s kind of inevitable. I mean, when both your parents are as educated as my parents are, it’s kind of inevitable,” she said.

“Do they want you to go to UPenn?”

“It’s the easiest because we would get discounted tuition. But my top choices are UPenn, Georgetown, and Boston University, though I’m probably gonna apply to so many more,” she explained. “They have the best programs for what I want to study.”

“Which is?”

“I want to go into speech language therapy like my mom,” she said, which made Austin smile. “What about you? Have you thought about universities or what you want to study?”

Austin stayed silent for a bit. “I uh—well, I kind of like history, so I was thinking of that, but I don’t—I don’t know if I like it enough to want to pursue it so seriously, you know?”

He was nervous. What was he nervous about? This was a normal conversation between two normal teenagers – surely it wasn’t making him so nervous he couldn’t form a coherent sentence? She tried to ignore it. “What about universities?”

“Well, places like what you said are kind of, like, unattainable for me. Marks wise but also money-wise. I mean, anywhere I end up going, I’ll, uh, have to take out student loans. Not looking forward to those.”

It was so clear to her now. She didn’t want to pry, but they were friends now, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it. She didn’t want Austin to lie to her. “What aren’t you telling me?” she asked.

Austin looked her in the eye before taking a deep breath. He needed to get it out of the way now, before their friendship went any further. It wasn’t exactly an out for her, but she needed to know because it was what motivated him – everything he did was to reach this goal. He’d rather the judgement come now. “I want to get into pro wrestling,” he said finally, letting the words linger.

Violet was unsure what he meant at first. “You mean, like, the Olympic wrestling team?” she asked, knowing he was on the amateur wrestling team at Lancaster West.

“No,” he shook his head. “Pro wrestling—like WWE. Wrestling on TV. It’s—it’s all I’ve ever wanted to do since I was nine years old.”

Austin watched Violet’s face carefully. He watched and waited for confusion, or a brow furrow, or a scowl at the idea of becoming a pro-wrestler instead of going to university. It wasn’t exactly a normal career choice, and it definitely wasn’t one a high achiever such as Violet or a parent would approve of – his own mother didn’t. But instead of confusion or a scowl, he watched as Violet’s face came to a realization with a twinkle in her eye. A giant smile overtook her face. “Austin…” she began, almost speechless. “That is so cool.”

It was now him who was confused with a brow furrow. “Really?”

“Are you kidding? Of course,” she assured him. “All everybody else around me can talk about is AP grades and SAT scores for their programs. That is so different than what everybody around me wants to do, and it’s so cool that you’re so passionate about something that’s so unique that you want to pursue it like you do,” she said, and she meant it whole-heatedly. She hadn’t quite met anybody like Austin before, and she was so glad he helped her on the bus that day.

“You think so?” Austin asked.

She nodded enthusiastically. “I think you’d be really good at it. You’re a very articulate speaker. I don’t know much about wrestling but I think that’s part of it. What’s your plan to do it?”

She listened intently as Austin spoke enthusiastically about what he had to do to achieve his dream. He had very clearly researched every minute detail beforehand and knew the steps to get there. The wrestling foundation, which is why he joined the wrestling team; the training at a school in a city near them like Philadelphia or Pittsburgh or even Washington D.C.; making a name for himself on what he called “the indies” before a big company like WWE signed him. His explanation was detailed and meticulous. The more he told her, the more she envisioned it for him, the more she wanted it for him, too.

Austin spoke so much and for so long, long after their pizza slices and root beer floats were finished, long after most of the other patrons left Francesco’s and it was just them in their own little world. They paid and left, and it was only then, walking out into the briskness of the night that Austin realized how late it was. He looked at his watch and it read 11:40. His curfew was midnight. Neither of them wanted to leave.

“I’ll walk you home,” Austin offered without having to be asked. There was no way he was going to let her walk home alone at this hour of the night anyway.

“Aren’t you—isn’t your curfew midnight, too?”

“I—yeah—but it’s okay—”

“—Hold on,” she said, reaching into her Coach wristlet. She pulled out her cell phone. He had completely forgotten she had one of those Blackberry Pearl cell phones. Just like her iPod, he was shocked to see it. There was such a different between them. “What’s your home phone number?”

He told her, and she dialled it. He didn’t say anything, and he didn’t know why. His gut trusted her already. “Hi, Mrs. Jenkins? My name is Violet Schwarzkopf, I’m one of Austin’s friends,” she began to say in a very, very polite voice. “Um, my friends all ditched me at the party and Austin offered to walk me home, but I live on Mulberry Street and I know he has a curfew and—and—I was just hoping he won’t get in trouble for being home a bit late. I don’t want to walk home alone this late at night.”

Austin almost laughed, but settled on a shit-eating grin. He didn’t want his mom hearing him laughing and getting any ideas. “Thank you so much Mrs. Jenkins. I promise this won’t happen again for Austin. I’m sorry for calling so late. Goodnight.”

Austin continued smiling at her and she put her phone back in her wristlet. “You’re like the mom whisperer. I need you to talk to her all the time.”

Violet chuckled. “Let’s go. My parents aren’t as nice.”

They reached her house on Mulberry Street in just about fifteen minutes, with a comfortable five minutes to spare. Austin knew he shouldn’t have been shocked at the size or the grandeur of it, but he still was. As one of Manheim’s few historic streets, almost all of the houses were like this. But Violet’s was even more so, and the front garden was meticulously maintained, too. Standing on her front porch, they looked at each other. “Thank you for making this night so much better than it started,” she said.

“You’re welcome.”

She moved to stick her key in the door, and was about to walk in, but hesitated before turning back to face him. “I meant what I said at Francesco’s. I think you’d be amazing at pro-wrestling. I wasn’t just saying that. Everything you told me just sounds so cool and I’m, like, rooting for you, you know? Especially if that’s your dream.”

He smiled, practically blushing. “Thanks, Vi.”

She then did something that he wasn’t expecting: she reached in and hugged him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders tightly. He hugged her back before she pulled away. “Goodnight Austin.”

“G’night, Vi. I’ll see you on Monday.”

She opened the door and he got a quick, dimly lit glance at the interior of her house – its hardwood floors and big front mirror and fancy lamp that was lit on a fancy entryway console. So different to his grandma’s house, which didn’t exactly have any fancy lamps or entryway consoles. He turned away once he heard the door lock, walking down the driveway before looking up at the house one last time before deciding to run home.

He could use the cardio.

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kentsjohnson91 · 7 days ago

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— 𝒅𝒊𝒃𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒅!

in which a broken hip leads to a sibling sleepover!

It was one of those nights where the pain wouldn’t let Niamh sleep. Her hip ached with every slight movement, radiating a dull, relentless throb no matter how still she tried to be. The nest of pillows and blankets her mom had built around her helped only a little, and the couch—her makeshift bed since the injury—suddenly felt colder, lonelier than ever.

She stared at the ceiling, her fists clenched at her sides. She hated this. Hated being stuck, hated feeling weak, hated how her brothers were finally home, yet she still felt so far away from them. They’d been trying so hard to help, but she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that she was just holding them back.

Eventually, she couldn’t take it anymore. Pushing herself up as carefully as she could, she reached for her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she opened the group chat she shared with her brothers. She stared at the empty text box, hesitating.

Was this dumb?

Would they think she was being dramatic?

She shook the thought away and typed out a simple text: are you guys awake?

The replies came almost instantly.

always. what’s up?

everything okay, rowan?

why are you awake? you okay?

Niamh swallowed hard, her chest tightening at the way their concern shone through even in short texts. Finally, she typed: can we have a sleepover? like, all of us in one room?

There was a pause, the groupchat between the four of them unusually still for a moment, and she worried she’d made a mistake. But then Lukas replied.

dibs on the bed! i’m not sleeping on the floor

And then Cole replied.

dibs revoked. RO’S the one with the broken hip

And then Owen.

lukas, shut up. i’ll grab some extra blankets.

Niamh let out a shaky laugh, the ache in her chest easing just a little.

It didn’t take long for her brothers to show up. Cole was the first, slipping quietly into the living room. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice softer than usual. “Where do you wanna do this? My room?”

She nodded. His room was close by, and for some reason, it always felt safe to her.

“Alright, let’s get you there,” he said, crouching down in front of her.

“Wait,” she protested weakly. “I can crutch my way—”

“Nope. Not happening.” Before she could argue, Cole had gently slid his arms under her legs and around her back. “You’re not doing anything to make it worse, Ro. I got you.”

She sighed but didn’t fight him, instead wrapping her arms around his neck as he carefully lifted her. He moved slowly, taking the stairs one at a time to avoid jostling her.

When they got to his room, Owen was already there, spreading a pile of blankets on the floor, and Lukas was flopped on the bed, scrolling through his phone like he hadn’t been summoned.

“Get off my bed,” Cole muttered as he helped Niamh settle onto the mattress.

“It’s not just your bed,” Lukas shot back. “It’s communal now. I’m making myself at home.”

Cole rolled his eyes. “If you kick her while you’re ‘making yourself at home,’ you’re out.”

“Relax, Mom,” Lukas said with a grin, though he did scoot over to give Niamh more space.

They settled in quickly. Cole stayed beside Niamh on the bed, propping her up with pillows until she was as comfortable as possible. Owen claimed the corner of the floor closest to the bed, while Lukas sprawled in the middle of the blanket pile, somehow managing to take up more space than seemed physically possible.

“So, what’s the plan for this sleepover?” Lukas asked, folding his hands behind his head. “Ghost stories? Truth or dare? Or should we let Niamh pick since she’s the injured one?”

“She just wanted company, genius,” Cole said, shaking his head.

Lukas shrugged. “I’m just saying, I’d kill it at truth or dare.”

“You’d kill yourself if you tried to do any dares,” Owen muttered from his spot on the floor.

“Okay, you guys,” Niamh interrupted softly, her voice cutting through the teasing. “I don’t care what we do. I just didn’t want to be alone tonight.”

Her quiet admission made them all pause. Lukas, always the loudest, glanced at her, his grin fading into something softer. “You don’t have to be alone, Niamh,” he said, nudging her foot lightly. “You’ve got us. Forever and always.”

“Yeah,” Owen chimed in, his voice steady. “We’re not going anywhere. Ever.”

Cole smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “You’re stuck with us, whether you like it or not.”

They stayed up late, talking about nothing in particular. Lukas told some ridiculous story about his time at Bemidji State, and Owen tried to fact-check him every step of the way. Cole played referee when Lukas got too animated and almost sent one of the blankets flying into Niamh.

Eventually, the room quieted as everyone started to drift off. Cole turned off the lights, leaving only the soft glow of the hallway to keep the room from total darkness.

Niamh stayed awake a little longer, listening to her brothers’ steady breathing. Lukas had already started snoring lightly, and Owen’s even breaths were like a metronome. Cole, always the last to fall asleep, shifted beside her, making sure she was still comfortable before finally settling.

She closed her eyes, the pain in her hip still there but dulled by the warmth of her brothers surrounding her. For the first time in weeks, she felt truly at peace.

And as she drifted off, she thought to herself: if this if what came of it, then maybe a broken hip wasn’t so bad after all.

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diorsluv · 8 months ago

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notes ) she’s a bit of a short one BUT HERES TO THE STARS’ SATURDAY NIGHT WIN AND THE WIN FROM TN ‼️ the stress was fucking insane and my heart was BEATING but we did it 🙏 a celebratory chapter if you will

tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust @alwaysclassyeagle @love4ldr @inhoodmood @bunting58 @crazycat-ladys-blog @smoooore @bunbunbl0gs @lilasianmeat

#ethan edwards #ethan edwards fic #ethan edwards fanfic #ethan edwards x y/n #ethan edwards x reader #quinn hughes #jack hughes #trevor zegras #cole caufield #alex turcotte #luke hughes #mark estapa #dylan duke #mackie samoskevich #adam fantilli #luca fantilli #rutger mcgroarty

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mrsarcherofinfamy · 10 months ago

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●Matt Taven x Cole! Reader●

Summary: You are apart of The Undisputed Kingdom. You accompany Matt for his match against Orange Cassidy in a Texas death match. Adam finds out about you and Matt's relationship.

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Ever since Adam formed The Undisputed Kingdom at World's End, it has been the best thing that has happened to my career. I am in the spotlight and will soon be challenging Timeless Toni Storm for her AEW Women's championship.

Anyways, I am sitting in our locker room laying on the couch, my legs across Wardlow's lap who is sitting on the couch. Roddy, Matt and Mike are discussing something with each other. Adam comes rolling in on his wheelchair.

I sit up next to Wardlow and look at Adam.

"Boys! And Sis. Pay attention. Matt, you have the main event tonight against Orange. It is a Texas Death match. Y/N, you will be going out there with him. No one else."

"Should I wear my gear or our shirt and jeans?"

"Whatever is comfortable for you to fight, distract or take moves with."

"Got it."

"Now, go get ready, you two."

I get up, grab my bag and head to the bathroom. Matt does the same, walking in the same direction. I walk in the bathroom, he is behind me closing the door and locking it.

"Hey! Matt!"

I turn around to see what Adam is yelling about, but see Matt taking off his shirt. I gulp, setting my bag on the counter.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting changed. Thought it would be quicker if we just did it at the same time."

I walk over, stand infront of him and run my hand down his chest and stomach, biting my lip. He looks at me and smirks.

"Later baby. Your brother is on the other side of the door."

He whispers while putting his hand on my cheek, running his thumb over my bottom lip. I stick his thumb in my mouth, slowly sucking on it til it pops out of my mouth. He gulps, biting his lip looking down at me.

"You are so bad. Need to be taught a lesson."

He puts his hand around my neck, squeezing a little, making me look at him. I start laughing and he smirks, gripping my throat more. Someone starts banging on the door making us jump and break apart from each other.

"What is going on in there?! Matt! Y/N!"

"Adam! Calm down! We are literally getting changed! Chill!"

Matt looks at me and shakes his head smiling. I smile, grabbing my black and gray wrestling gear. My shorts have the Undisputed Kingdom logo on my butt. I put my knee high black boots on and Matt pushes my hands away from them. He starts tying my boots for me and I shake my head smiling. I grab my phone off the counter and take a picture of him. He finishes the first one and starts tying to second one. I take another picture of him. I set my phone back on the counter as he stands up. He looks at me smiling.

"Wanna take a picture of us together now?"

I feel my face turn red as I grab my phone and hand it to him. He takes it as I grab my big sunglasses out of my bag and put them on. I put my forearm on his side, leaning into him a little as he snakes his one arm around my waist. He takes the picture. I move my sunglasses off of my face onto my head and look up at him. He takes another picture like that without me knowing. He turns his head and kisses me, taking a picture like that as well. We kiss for a couple minutes before we hear banging on the door again.

"You two better not be screwing in there! Matt, your match is in a few minutes!"

"Don't get your panties in a twist! God forbid he can't take pictures of me for me!"

I giggle and Matt laughs with me hearing Adam huff on the other side of the door.

"Let's go before he has Wardlow break the door down."

Matt laughs as I walk over to the door, unlock it and walk out of the bathroom. Matt puts my phone in my bag on the bathroom counter than walks out. We leave the locker room before anyone can say anything and head down to gorilla.

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*near the end of the match*

Orange is in the ring dumping thumb tacks out of a Valentines container from Chuck Taylor. Matt is laying in the corner holding his back and I climb into the ring. I run up to Orange trying to clothesline him but he picks me up and powerbombs me into the thumb tacks. I scream clutching my back rolling over to the corner of the ring. Orange sees Matt coming and hits him with the Orange Punch getting the win. Mike and Roddy come running down to the ring to check on me and Matt. I can feel all the thumb tacks stuck in my back as Mike helps me out of the ring. They help us to the back and to our locker room. Mike helps me sit down on a metal chair backwards. Mike leans down slowly taking the tacks out of my back. Adam comes rolling up next to me putting his hand on my shoulder.

"You have some explaining to do Y/N."

I sit up looking at him confused.

"Explaining? About what?"

"Oh... I don't know.... about these pictures I found on your phone!"

He pulls my phone up and shows me the pictures of me and Matt that we took before his match. Matt looks at me wide eyed from on the couch behind Adam. I grab my phone out of his hand staring daggers into Adam.

"How dare you go through my phone! You have no right to do that! And yeah. Me and Matt are together! He makes me so happy and appreciated! You should be happy someone is treating me the way he treats me!"

I get up, walk over and sit down next to Matt on the couch as Adam moves to look at both of us.

"Matt.... you better be treating her right. Because if you don't treat her right..... just know you don't only have me to deal with..... you also have Wardlow to deal with. And Roddy."

"Adam. Knock it off."

"I'm just saying. See ya later."

He leaves along with Mike and Roddy. I look over at Matt and he looks at me smiling. I lean over and kiss him. He kisses me back putting his hand on my cheek. I pull back looking at him smiling.

"I'm happy that he knows. You can come over to my house or hotel now without sneaking in."

"Man, I liked sneaking in though."

We laugh as we collect our things and head back to the hotel to end the night.

The End ��

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coleskingdom · 10 months ago

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Letting Someone Go

Adam Cole x F Reader

Minors DNI 18 + NSFW

@midwestmade29 @madhatterbri

Summary : Revenge and Sad Songs leads to betrayal

Coles POV

Finding her was never hard when Jay was out of town, she liked a drink and a country cover band at the place in town. She sat at the back by herself with her vodka and soda. She looked more relaxed when she wasn’t around him softer, prettier not that any of that mattered for my plan to work. Jay had made all of this personal, first with the concussion he gave me, then the constant condescension, and finally only half heartedly coming after me as if I wasn’t a threat to him. I needed to hurt him mentally, I needed to shatter his soul, to hit him in his known weakness her. She was going to be collateral damage.

My POV

I saw him when he walked in, this wasn’t Cole’s scene. I wondered what he wanted, why he was here. I kicked out a chair, “ Adam sit” I said cooly,” what do you want?” . His eyes showed a slight surprise I clearly had interrupted his thought process. “ what would Jay say about this? You asking me to sit“ the smirk on his face. “ I didn’t ask I’m pretty sure I told you.” my tone unamused. “ Besides, I do this thing called whatever I want. “ raising my drink at him. He didn’t need to know that I had just had a fight with Jay, that we’d been fighting for weeks. He sat down and flagged the waitress down for another round.

“So?” I said eyeing him, his brown hair slicked back into a pony tail, a black v neck shirt, jeans and boots. He was attractive always had been, his eyes a light blue, the lines around his eyes told me he laughed a lot.

Adam’s POV

Fuck, this isn’t going to be as easy as I thought. She’s waiting on me to say something . “ I thought I’d come out to have a drink” I said wondering if I could charm my way in. “Really?” She questioned “ This bar tonight? When I thought you were looking for little ol me” her over emphasized twang making me laugh. “ What? Why?” I asked “Oh I don’t know, Jay is my boyfriend, you have a vendetta against Jay, you want to get at him by irritating me.” She said “ That’s it isn’t it.” as my face was clearly shocked. “You’re all the fucking same.”

My POV

“You can have the table, I’m done.” anger rising. “I swear to God it never fucking stops. Between the time away , the travel, the kayfabe that turns into a shoot. It’s too fucking much. I can’t even come out for a drink and a sad fucking song without his shit following me. Fuck.” Adam’s face fell, “ Hey, I’m sorry” he said his tone sincere, “Are you okay?” “If I wasn’t why would I tell you?” Wiping a tear from my eye. “No, I’m not okay. I just wanted a drink, to get away from all of the bullshit.”. taking a swig of my drink. “ How about a dance?” he said “ Your serious?”I said looking at him quizzically. He offered his hand, I accepted even if it was the worst dance ever it’d be funny. He led me to the dance floor the band started a cover of “PBR promenade ” he pulled me close and he led me in a two step, he didn’t say anything just led me across the dance floor.

Adam’s POV

There it was her walls coming down, I danced her across the floor. A little spin, my hand appropriately placed with just enough pressure to seem like I was enjoying this. Nothing like a soundtrack of cheating and heartbreak songs as a sound track to this plan, maybe it makes it easier, the idea of lost love, dreaming of someone else than who you’re with. She does feel good in my arms , she’s feisty but just wants someone to meet her half way. Her soft clean perfume, made me pull her closer, as the song ended. I held her a little bit longer. “ Thanks for the dance “ she said pulling away, her face a mix of emotions. “No problem” I said my hand lingering in hers. “ What’s one more dance?” pulling her back in, she nestled her head on my shoulder,I heard her sigh. My head and heart at war with each other. “You’re okay” I don’t know if the words whispered were for her or me. I felt her tears on my shirt, the words of the song hitting her , the only lyrics I heard were her soft breath and sighs as she pulled me closer.

My POV

“You can't lie to yourself

After loving something true

And I've never loved a soul

Quite the way that I loved you

You told me you despise

Everything that I've become

How we always turn into

Everything we're running from”

Why did he feel so good and why did I not feel guilty ? I’m crying in the shoulder of the last person I should be, but he’s here, and his hands feel good. It’s just a dance I can leave as soon as the songs over. I can tell Jay I danced with him, I can tell him he won’t be happy. He smells good, he’s so warm.

“Take it slow as you leave me

Don't you go home this evening

With someone

You're acting like is me

And I will try my hardest darling

Wait on a star that's falling

And I will wait so desperately

One thing I have quickly come to know

Nothing kills you slower than

Letting someone go”

The song ended, the last line of the song, the double meaning as I let go of his hand. Walking from the dance floor, grabbing my purse and out the front door of the bar. I got to my truck, I couldn’t breathe. I heard his footsteps, “I can’t let you leave like this” Adam’s voice soft, “let me drive you home.” his hand soft on my face. I looked into his blue eyes, there was a sadness there I recognized. I kissed him, his mouth reluctant,before giving in and pushing me up against my car as his body pressed closer into mine.

Adam’s POV

“Listen, I need to tell you something” I said needing to tell her what my plan was, I needed absolution from this. “ I don’t care, whatever it is I don’t care” she said cutting me off. Kissing me again wrapping her arms around my neck. If she doesn’t care then who am I to force the issue it’s what I came here to do. I kiss her deeper bringing her as close to me as I can. “ Honey, we can stay here, I can take you home, or you can come home with me.” In her ear.

My POV

I should just go home, I should just go home but why does he feel so good? Jay would forgive anyone but him, I’m not going to delude myself into thinking he wouldn’t find out. He presses me further against the truck, parting my legs with his, kisses move down my jaw, and to my ear I barely recognize the noises coming out of my own mouth. “Adam, truck please” he moved me barely catching my breathe to the side as he opened the truck door and climbed in the drivers side, he chuckled and smiled as he looked at me as he moved the bench seat back before helping me up and settle on his lap. Face to face in the truck it feels more intimate than it should, he kisses me again bringing me back to the moment and my overwhelming desire for him.

“Honey , you’re gonna be the death of me” as he bucked his hips in to me making me whimper. He continues his ministrations kissing down my jaw and neck as I grind against his lap, the combination of his jeans and the seam of my shorts the friction on my clit was addictive. I reached around and pulled his hair down. As I pulled away from his mouth on my neck reaching for the hem of his v neck, as I pulled it up over his head. His chiseled chest and arms further stoke the fire inside. He hums as I run my hands down his chest letting me take my time. “Honey, as pretty as you look in this top, I’m gonna need it gone as I’m much more interested in what’s underneath.” I raised my arms so that he could take it off.

"Honey you're fucking perfect," Adam pulls your hand that was going to cover yourself and places it between both your crotches onto his hard cock. You both moan out at the sensation. Adam reaches up to unbutton your shorts and you aid him in pulling them down and tossing them to rest with your discarded shirts. Only the black lace thong remained. The phone rang in my purse but I ignored it.

Adam’s fingers toyed with the edge of my panties before he pulled my panties to the side to catch a glimpse of your wetness.

"All for you Adam," Adams whole body audibly twitched at that admission and he pulled me in by the back of the head for another deep kiss with his hand that wasn't between my legs. As you kissed messily with your free hands palming over his length Adam increased his speed and plunged his middle finger into you. I moaned against his mouth at the intrusion and whimpered trying to find something coherent to say.

"Adam please I'm so close,"

"I know honey, please cum for me." Adam begged whilst he circled my clit once more with his thumb. Feeling myself clench around him Adam repeated his actions over and over as I moved against him as pleasure overcame me. Breathing hard. I kissed him, parting from the kiss, he stuck his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean. His blue eyes focusing on mine as the phone rang again. “ You probably should get that , he’s gonna keep calling.” his cocky tone bringing the gravity of what we just did to the forefront of my mind. I dug for the phone and tried to get off his lap his hands held my hips in place.

I answered “ Hey Jay, sorry I didn’t hear the phone in the bar.” trying to compose my voice, Adam mouthed put it on speaker, I mouthed no . He reached for the phone and hit the speaker button. Adam heard Jays explanation for the fight and the generic I’m sorry. Adam bucked up into me causing a laugh curse moan to fall from my lips. “Are you okay he asked?” his voice concerned. “I’m tipsy, and I just kind of tripped.” trying to not moan again. He chastised me for being out tipsy, that I should be more careful. “I’ve got to go, we will talk when you get back.” as Adam found the place on my neck. I hung up the phone finally releasing the breath I held. “Oh Honey, did you think I was going to say something?” I nodded, “ Why would I do that? When your neck has the imprint of my lips on it.” his cocky tone replacing the soft sweet tone, that he’d used earlier. I got off of his lap and put back on my clothes refusing to meet his eyes. “Honey don’t be that way, we had fun, I know you did. “his grin caused a shiver down my spine. “This is all up to you, you can tell him break his heart, I can tell him, or I’ll make a one time offer we don’t tell him and we do this again sometime.” his voice fully composed and with an edge. “Adam” my voice pleading with him not sure what I was agreeing to. “ I’m gonna say you’re gonna pick the first or last option, no need to answer now. You’re too feisty to let me be the one to do it, but you do have a self preservation instinct. However , I think you liked this more than you’re going to admit” as he reached for his shirt putting it back on. “Get out” refusing to look at him. “ Honey, I’m going” he turned my face to his and kissed me again deeply and possessive before getting out of the truck and shutting the door. I didn’t know what I was going to do. As I started the truck and drove away.

Adam’s POV

The mix of emotions that were warring inside was not what I expected. I expected to feel satisfied instead, I missed her, and realized that I wouldn’t hurt her, even if it furthered my goal. Though something told me she’d be back as I watched her peel out of the parking lot.

Song list

PBR Promenade American Aquarium

Letting Someone Go Zach Bryan

Something in the Orange Zach Bryan

Sun To Me Zach Bryan

City Lights American Aquarium

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