#Kevin is right and deserves the title

[firebreathingcatss-blog]

Im sorry excited for this Michin v Chelsea match. Those were the two I wanted to take the title, and it coming down to those two is amazing. I'm so happy with either outcome. Let's continue their fantastic feud and hot potato it, these two have put in amazing work and deserve it. We know this is probably going to be the best match on the card.

[sabrinajenre96]

Title: A Better Hello

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader (past)

Warnings: Angst, emotional fallout, team reactions, implied betrayal, soft goodbye

Word Count: ~2.3k

Summary: Y/N Voight leaves Chicago behind for a new beginning with the BAU—and she does it with her head high, a loyal dog at her side, and her father’s pride in her heart.

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The bullpen felt colder without her.

Not a word had been said until Voight walked in that morning with an unreadable expression and three sealed envelopes in his hand.

“Where’s Y/N?” Kim asked casually.

Voight didn’t answer at first. He stood at the center of Intelligence, glancing at each of them—Kim, Kevin, Adam, Jay, Hailey.

“She won’t be coming in today,” he said. “Or any other day, for that matter.”

The air shifted.

“What?” Kevin asked, frowning. “What do you mean?”

Voight finally exhaled and set the envelopes down—one for Burgess, one for Atwater, one for Ruzek.

“She got an offer from the FBI. They wanted her back at the BAU. I told her to take it.”

Jay stiffened. “You told her?”

Hank turned to him slowly, ice in his eyes. “Yeah. I did. Because she deserves better than what she got here.”

Jay looked down, guilt twisting his features.

“She didn’t even say goodbye,” Hailey muttered.

“She did,” Voight said gruffly. “To the people who mattered.”

He didn’t look at either of them as he walked back to his office, the door closing behind him with a solid click.

Kim, Kevin, and Adam exchanged glances before opening their envelopes.

Inside each one was a handwritten letter from Y/N.

Kim,

You’ve always been the sister I never had. Thank you for protecting me, believing in me, and reminding me that empathy is strength. Please keep looking out for the rest of the team—and yourself.

Love, Y/N.

Kevin,

You’ve got a heart bigger than most people deserve. I admire your loyalty, your kindness, and your instinct. Don’t let this city wear you down. Keep fighting the good fight.

Always, Y/N.

Adam,

Thanks for always being real with me. For making me laugh on the worst days and having my back when I couldn’t speak up. I’ll miss your jokes and your chaos.

Take care, Y/N.

Kim covered her mouth with her hand. Kevin let out a quiet sigh and rubbed the back of his neck. Adam just shook his head, eyes stinging.

“She’s really gone.”

---

At O’Hare, the airport buzzed with early morning travel. Hank stood beside her at the gate, Ranger sitting obediently at her heel. She had her carry-on slung over one shoulder, passport and Quantico packet in her hand.

“You sure about this?” Hank asked, voice softer than usual.

She nodded. “It’s time.”

He looked at her for a long moment before pulling her into a hug.

“You made the right call,” he murmured. “Not because you’re running—but because you’re walking into something better.”

“I know,” she said quietly, tears threatening.

“You’ll come back?”

“Of course. You think I’d miss Sunday dinner? Ranger would stage a protest.”

They both smiled.

Just then, footsteps echoed behind them.

“Y/N!”

She turned—and her heart squeezed.

Kim, Kevin, and Adam.

Out of breath. A little disheveled. But there.

“I thought you’d be at work,” she said, blinking fast.

Kim hugged her tightly. “We were. Then we got your letters.”

“You didn’t think we’d let you leave without a proper goodbye, did you?” Adam asked, pulling her in next.

Kevin grinned. “Tried to keep it together until I saw you at the gate. Then I lost it.”

Y/N laughed, eyes full.

“I’m gonna miss you guys.”

“You better keep in touch,” Kim warned. “Text, call, FaceTime. I expect gossip.”

“Deal.”

“Also, send updates about the profile cases,” Kevin said. “You know how I love that criminal psych stuff.”

Y/N smirked. “Already planning it.”

Adam leaned down to scratch Ranger’s ears. “Keep her safe, okay buddy?”

Ranger let out a soft bark and wagged his tail.

Voight stepped back, letting her soak in the moment.

She turned and hugged him again, tighter this time.

“I love you, Dad.”

“I love you more. Now go remind the FBI what a Voight can do.”

She wiped her cheek, straightened her shoulders, and took Ranger’s leash in hand.

As she turned toward the gate, she looked back one last time.

Her team—her people—stood together, proud and sad all at once.

It wasn’t goodbye.

It was just a better hello.

---

End.

[soleilwoo]

can you write tbz reaction to collabing with their gf's idol group??

tbz reaction to collabing with their gf's idol group

[☀︎] — sangyeon. he’s supposed to be professional, right? but you could tell he was freaking out. he made sure to help you in anyway he can, like going over lyrics with you or etc. the b loved your collab plus interactions, and they notice both of your amazing leaderships. he gets teased by his members, especially hyunjae who purposely calls him out, “hyung, stop staring at your girlfriend, we’re literally right here.” the b and your groups fandom made youtube compilations titled: ‘sangyeon & y/n being mom and dad for 10 minutes straight.’

[☀︎] — jacob. he’s the most supportive boyfriend ever. he’s smiling the entire time and subtly flirts with you. you get to sing the most beautiful song and your harmonies with his made the hairs rise on his arms every time he hears you sing. he’s nurturing the entire time as well as keeping you on top of your health, making sure you never skip your meals. he keeps it professional during interviews but on stage his heart eyes for you doesn’t go away.

[☀︎] — younghoon. he melts right down to his core, he’s actually so happy omg. he knows all of your groups songs and dances. whenever he did your groups dance challenge on tiktok, he’d cover your part only. bbangbis really like you because you treat him so well and they saw in behind the scene clips how you and him are very comfortable around each other. they start stanning you as well <3 as they should. they even joke about how you’re the secret 12th member of the boyz.

[☀︎] — hyunjae. he loves music and he loves you. his two favorite things in one. both of your fans freaked out when they saw the music video because you’re his love interest. your visuals together?? stopp! everyone would be fangirling and fanboying over you both that ‘y/n x hyunjae’ starts trending on twitter for weeks. if not longer. he gets asked in interviews a lot if he’s dating you because your chemistry was that damn good. and all he does is smirk.

[☀︎] — juyeon. he tries to take it seriously and wants you to take it seriously, too. at the same time, he’s so sweet and makes sure you enjoy doing the collab with him and both of your groups are comfortable with each other, just as much as he’s enjoying doing it with you. he doesn’t like when his members distract you too much. when you’re done recording or practicing the dances, he orders you food because you worked so hard and deserve it. also gets teased by his members because he compliments you so much.

[☀︎] — kevin. he’s super hyped! he campaigned for this to happen for so long and treasures every single second that he gets to be with you and work with you. he loves watching you work and just finds you such an inspiration. there’s lots of stolen kisses between studio sessions and rehearsals, when no one else is around, any chance he gets. he promotes your collab in english and korean and he plays it non-stop.

[☀︎] — new (chanhee). he’s literally so excited to hear your vocals live!! he clings to you the entire time you’re working together. just arm linked around yours. everyone’s wondering where he is when it’s his turn to record his lines and they find both of you giggling in a corner somewhere, like a couple of high school teens. in interviews and fromm he promotes the collab even more than his members and your companies combined. “we worked extremely hard on this collab so please support it!” he says, smiling brightly into the camera. his heart flutters at the many ‘y/n and chanhee surpremacy’ comments <3.

[☀︎] — q (changmin). he’s so happy to be working with you but tries to remain professional. he doesn’t want to seem biased so like he does everyone else, he works you in the practice room like it’s the military. he just wants to make sure you guys nail the dance together (and you did by the way). your collab performance was so good and iconic that it was trending for weeks. that one specific fancam of you two end up floating around in other fandoms’ feeds. he sleeps with you on the couch of the music video set after you’re both finished with recording. he also cuddles you because he has a tendency to do that while he’s sleeping.

[☀︎] — juhaknyeon. he’s completely biased. what collab? what other members of your group? when he got told that your groups would be collabing, he could barely hold back the grin that stretched across his face. he only thinks you’re an amazing dancer and singer. he only shares his lunch with you. and he only brings you water to the recording studio.

[☀︎] — sunwoo. he pretends it’s not a big deal but in reality he’s so happy he can run laps. he wants to be apart of the whole process because he loves having a project that he can put his whole heart into and you’re his whole heart, so working with you is a dream come true. he listens to you with such attentiveness and truly values anything you had to say about the collab. what he can’t pretend is when he’s staring at you so adoringly while you’re working. he just stops for a second and goes “damn.. that’s my girl.” he’s most proud of this project.

[☀︎] — eric. he’s extremely happy and won’t stop talking about it. he compliments you every single second while you’re working together. “y/n i love your voice.” or “y/n, your outfit looks nice today.” just finding ways to keep your focus on him and he keeps making you forget the choreography. his manager scolds him, thinking: ‘i swear to god eric if you don’t stop i’m going to separate you two!’

[advluv4life]

1 and 8 for the tgr ask game?

-@aftgphoenix

I was really excited to get this! I just had work and homework and chores and errands but I’ve been so excited to talk about it! I also had to scroll through the book because there’s so many scenes for each of these questions. & I don’t trust myself not to pick and then just change my mind in five minutes, so I chose a few/couple of scenes that I love/can’t get out of my mind for both (& there’s more, like the entire book, but I tried to not go on too long).

1 - What is your favorite part?

Rhemann decking Zane. Easily. Handsdown. I’ve said it before, but if I wasn’t already in love with Rhemann prior to this moment…I would’ve fallen so hard.

Also, following that moment, when Jean tells Jeremy all the things he doesn’t want; he doesn’t want Jeremy to be like Zane, doesn't want Coach to be like Tetsuji, doesn’t want to teach Tanner contrition, doesn’t want to harm Cat even if he thinks she should have performed better, doesn’t want to go back to how things were before… “We will do it your way and we will win anyway.” Oh, my heart. I was in tears for multiple reasons but this moment healed a little bit of my heart. Seeing his progress and growth, and hearing him express things he’s come to realize over the course of both books. Oh my god, I was so proud of him. I am so proud of him.

Honorable Mentions:

The part after the banquet where Jean reflects on hearing people talk well about him had me crying tears of happiness.

Jean telling their opponent to have a winning day still makes me scream (and also the Trojans reactions lol)

When Jean tells his therapist that he deserves to get better (*tears*)

Jean’s reaction when Jeremy called Faser his ‘partner’. I think that protective!Jean is right up there with protective!Andrew for me.

The stairwell scene with Jean and Jeremy. I held my breath. Every time Jean grabs hold of his chin, or they demand the other look at them- and they can't help but listen. And it's as if they have no room for people in their peripherals when they are together.

Jeremy and Jean in the hotel room! Jean leaning over him, the blatant flirting, the painful confession of Jeremy's history-

Kevin and Jean’s interactions overall: “I hate you.” “Sometimes you do. I don’t care.” // “How long do you think you can hold [Queen of the U.S. Court] when you’re drinking poison?” “Always, the last person who tried to take it from me died. Checkmate.”

Literally probably any part where Jean mentions/quotes Neil (I’m very much biased here, I was craving Neil before the book’s release and I obsessed over his every mention, I’m not going to apologize, I’m already crossing my fingers that with the trial in the next book Neil and Jean will have wayyyyyyy more interactions). Some moments:

When Zane told him to admit he would have rather had Neil as a partner and Jean couldn’t deny it.

When he recalled Neil brushing off his warning about Ichirou in regard to Andrew “I’m sure he knows." as he comes to terms with his attraction to men not being wrong like Riko made it out to be.

Andrew and Jean’s conversation outside the interview.

“Pop. How easily these monsters die in the end.” quoting.

“It was Rhemann’s voice in his head, Rhemann’s and his friends’ and Neil’s, drowning out his miserable thoughts and excuses with unrelenting force.” -LITERAL crying as I type it now because this is definitely in my top 3 favorite quotes in the book. Just the fact that Neil is included in the list of people who he thinks of/hears as he puts his own wellbeing first moves my soul.

Okay, I’ll stop lol. I could go on and on and on.

8 - Which scene is living rent-free in your head?

This doubles as a favorite scene (of course):

Jean extending his list by adding ‘Fireworks’ but mainly him giving Wymack and Rhemann the title of ‘Fathers’. 

Jean remembering how he was told he was one of Rhemann’s kids and taking comfort in that- him being able to take comfort in that despite his own father being an awful awful man was just a lot to me. I think about it a lot. I think about and compare it to Kevin not calling Wymack ‘Dad’- even in private and then I think about how much Jean has faced and been forced to face and if that says anything about either one of them in regard to their progress and development after leaving the Nest- but I don’t want to get into that because people move at their own pace and they’re both safe now and in environments where they are loved and appreciated and can focus on themselves and things that make them happy. But I think about it a lot (‘a lot a lot a lot’ lol).

And Wymack calling him when he found out about the fire! My whole heart. I really didn’t expect that, maybe Renee or Kevin- possibly Neil (unlikely due to injury) but I didn’t expect Wymack and…I love him.

Another scene, Honorable Mention lol, for different reasons that isn’t as sweet and heartwarming- but where I had to pause and I also continuously mull over it, is when Jean is fighting Zane and Lucas comes in and instead of Zane continuing going after Jean he makes Lucas his target because he looks so much like Grayson.

Like, Zane betrayed Jean. He turned Jean over to Grayson and turned his back on him and yet going after Grayson is still so strongly ingrained in him…And Jean knew he would go after Lucas in that moment… It doesn’t make me like Zane. But it adds to the weight and complexity of the Nest and the Ravens’ mental states because before this we really only saw how quick they were to turn on Jean- and Zane did but Jean still saved his life and there’s still a part of Zane that is protective of Jean (though it’s not anything trustworthy because of his previous betrayal)- Still hearing Zane go off about how being Jean’s partner meant so much to him (even if it was for selfish reasons) and when Jean goes off about how it was a lost cause regardless, both because of Riko’s/the Ravens’ dislike of Jean but also because of the fact that Zane himself stood in the way of Riko/Grayson, put so much more stuff into perspective in regards to their relationship and how strained yet vulnerable it was. Why it was awful but also why it meant so much to both of them. (Okay I’m going to cry, I’m going to stop now). This moment/scene/fight silenced me. I was so mad and so sad and so…smh.

[karmacharmeleon18]

I need more of your thoughts on the prequel and sequel 👀👀 please yap away my friend

LMAO and yap away I will!

I'm always excited for sequels, especially because there's SO MUCH we've yet to see about the Moriyamas!!! I need those bitches vanquished, seriously it's not a want, it's a need, and there's simply not enough time left for it in Jean's trilogy

I still think one book might not be enough??? But Nora was clear that #2 Kevin Day only needs 2 books... and since one is a prequel, we are left with only one sequel

I guess TSC3 will set things into motion and they'll be finalized in TQG?

Even if it's just one standalone sequel, I think it's a good idea to have if from Kevin's POV because he has insights on that family no one else has

I really, truly HOPE/WISH/NEED Nora is going in that direction, the "let's take down the Moriyamas" route, and Kevin can reasonably be the key to that

So I'm excited and I would be SUPER disappointed if nothing major happened in that regard

I just see no point in making one standalone sequel from Kevin's POV unless we see the fall of the Moriyamas, you know??? Like, what's the point otherwise?

Nora said she had originally planned a #4 AFTG book from Neil's perspective, about the new freshmen, the game against the dismantled and crumbling Ravens, etc. but then she realized it wasn't needed, there wasn't enough plot for a whole book: the Foxes' story was over

So if we're getting a sequel from a current Fox, there must be a specific reason why

(🤞🏾🤞🏾🤞🏾 PLEASE NORA PLEASE LET THERE BE A REASON 🤞🏾🤞🏾🤞🏾)

If it was a trilogy, I could understand, it means Nora just wants to analyze Kevin's character and give him an arc of some kind; maybe a trilogy set at the same time as AFTG, giving us Kevin's perspective of canon events? Or a sequel trilogy showing how Kevin handles being in the world on his own after graduation? An ex Raven, former Fox, dealing with the real world? Both could work

But a single sequel?

Set right after TSC where criminal trials and Testuji's role are still up in the air?

Titled The Queen's Game?

Come on, the Moriyamas are getting what they deserve, right?

RIGHT?

I really hope/think Nora will use this one sequel book to tie up all the loose ends TSC3 will inevitably leave us with, because there's just not enough time to resolve everything in a trilogy finale

So I'm excited and hopeful and would be EXTREMELY disappointed if we got nothing, no justice, no freedom for our Foxes and Trojans

It would make no sense to me

Like, for example, I'm not particularly interested in reading a book about Kevin joining the Houston Sirens, aka Thea's team, and see their relationship develop. Nora recently made a post trying to "redeem" Thea to an extent, where she acknowledged that canon!Thea did not leave a good impression (but then she makes it all even worse in TSC? Nora, what are you doing?), but I'm just not interested in a KevThea book 🤷🏾‍♀️

It has to be something else

One book... The Queen's Game... The Moriyamas are getting 🔪

That's the only thing that makes sense to me 😭😭

Now...

About the prequel...

I'm terrified.

Like, I straight up don't know if I'll read it.

I'll most likely wait until my friends finish it and can give me a trigger warning list lol (laughing not to cry)

Because Nora undeniably has a fixation, even a fetish, for torture, sexual assault, violence in general

And the only thing worse than a story set in the mind of someone who survived the Nest and is out of it now (Jean, Neil in part) is reading a story SET IN THE NEST

Even if it's from Kevin's POV and he was never assaulted

I just don't trust Nora to be respectful and realistic when it comes to portraying abuse in a cult. She loves exaggerating the violence, in a way that can be triggering for anyone. So I don't know what I'll do.

One thing I'll say tho, it's that Kevin's POV is needed at this point

In 2024 Nora shared her list of favorite Foxes in order and it goes: Neil, Andrew, Kevin (etc.etc.)

And in the tags she said:

WELL NORA TSC AND TGR DIDN'T HELP!!!!

Now we dislike Kevin even more 😭

Because what do you mean he knew Jean was being raped? What do you mean he shrugs it off? What do you mean he was never raped because "they had no reason", implying that Jean gave them a reason to do that, brought it upon himself 🤢?

What do you mean he is the exact same type of arrogant, bossy hypocrite with Jean he is with the Foxes?

You really thought Jean and Jeremy's perspective of him would make us like him more??? And makes us think that you love Kevin???

In what universe?? 😭

A "non-Fox perspective of him" made Kevin look even worse

She really thought TSC would make us see Kevin in a more positive, kinder light???? (same for Thea)

So yeah, if she wants to redeem Kevin, his POV is absolutely needed at this point

Show us Kevin's humanity, his insecurity, his loneliness, make us relate to him, in a way that goes beyond the cowardice and hypocrisy shown in AFTG and TSC

(though considering Nora's track record, she could have Kevin fully say "Jean deserved it" and then be all *shocked Pikachu face* when people still hate him 🙄)

Now, what could The Perfect Court be about?

Riko, obviously

But when?

Are we getting the Riko-Kevin backstory? How they met, grew up together, joined the Nest and survived Tetsuji's abuse by clinging to each other?

How Jean disrupted the fragile balance they had found, how Riko descended into madness once given absolute power over another human?

Is it going to end with Riko shattering Kevin's hand, the ultimate act of fraternal betrayal?

And then fade to black, and the rest is history?

... or is it going to start with Riko breaking Kevin's hand?

Is the whole book going to be about Kevin knocking on Waymack's - his father's - door and joining the Foxes? So a direct prequel to AFTG? With lots of flashbacks about the Nest and Riko's Perfect Court delusions?

Or a mix of both? The first half is Kevin-Riko in the Nest, the second half is the fallout?

I don't know. But I know it's going to be graphic. And I don't think I'm ready

But for the sequel, I am SAT

[unintentionaloracle]

Rewards and Consequences [Fic]

AKA "The Bloodline Doesn't Know" Part Two (Read First Part Here)

I had more ideas with this. Enough to write more with it.

Summary: After another "information exchange" with Kevin, Sami's guilt almost becomes too much.

Kevin greeted Sami by pulling his flannel shirt off (this time with snaps, Sami had learned from last time). He roughly started inspecting him. Sami bristled. He'd barely entered the suite and he was already this revved up?

“Hey! At least say hi, first! Or give me a minute before we get into it. Especially after you threw me so hard into those pipes tonight...” He protested. Kevin had insisted they stage a brawl backstage.

Kevin, to his credit, looked somewhat repentant. “Sorry. I'm not trying to “get into it”. I'm trying to make sure I didn't hurt you too bad,” Kevin said, going back to inspecting Sami's back, then torso. He pressed a kiss to Sami's shoulder. “Good, you're fine.” He said, locking the door behind his “conspirator”. “And I was just trying to make it convincing.” Kevin cupped his face.

Sami smacked his hand aside as his heart skipped a beat. “We didn't need to actually fight, you know...”

“With all the snitches that could blow our cover? Never,” Kevin said. “Especially with how Cody’s been acting. What if he hurt you to get to me?”

Sami sighed. He'd almost forgot this phantom of their relationship was supposed to be a secret. The last thing he wanted was for his big web of lies to drag him into someone else's feud. “You're right.”

Kevin smirked. “I always am. Now...” He said, pressing closer to Sami. “Hello, Sami~” he purred like a jungle cat.

Sami swallowed hard. He hated the amount of sway Kevin had over him like this on principle. But in the moment...

“Hi,” his voice cracked.

He looked around. There were rose petals, some sort of bottle on ice next to “Kevin's” title, chocolate covered strawberries, matching robes, what looked like a jacuzzi in a corner...

“You went all out, tonight...” Sami noted as Kevin kissed his neck. “I mean, this is the executive suite, right?”

“As the true champ, I need to stay in the best room, Sami. And since the honeymoon suite would've been too obvious, I had to bring those kinds of accommodations here, to make it up to you for tonight. Plus, you've been working so hard for me, and had such a long day...you deserve a reward~”

A shiver went down Sami's spine. “I thought the reward was the s—”

Kevin cut him off with a kiss. Sami immediately kissed back and navigated them to the bed. Kevin sat down and navigated him onto his lap, peeling his own shirt off before pawing and clawing at him like an animal. Kevin broke off the kiss, licking his lips.

“That’s more like a mutual benefit, Sami,” he said, punctuating it with a wink before nipping at his collarbone.

---

Sami hadn't planned on knocking on Jey's hotel door, clad in just his underwear and a robe, holding his shirt and jeans in his hands in the middle of the night. But since becoming a wrestler, life had a way of putting him in weird situations.

This was not how this night was supposed to go, at all.

He waited patiently for Jey to open the door, bristling at the cold of the hotel hallway. Sami held the fluffy robe closer to himself. “C’mon, c’mon, c’moooooon...” He pleaded under his breath, hopping from foot to foot. He made sure to cover the hickeys and bites on his skin as best he could.

Thankfully, Jey finally opened the door, very confused by the state Sami was in.

“Jey, I need you,” Sami stated.

“Ah, man, I was worried about this...Sami, I love you, but not that–”

“I need to talk to you!” Sami corrected, flushing. “Sorry, I know how this looks.”

Jey sighed with relief, stepping aside. “Come on in, Uce.”

Sami nodded, softly thanking him before entering the hotel room. He glanced at the clothes in his hands. “First, mind if I...?”

“Please do,” Jey said, looking away.

Sami quickly tossed the robe aside and scrambled to pull his jeans and flannel back on. He grabbed his robe. “You're good, my dawg.”

Jey whirled around. He motioned to the bed before sitting on it, legs folded. Sami sat across from him, mimicking Jey’s pose. Jey took a deep breath. “So, you're finally ready to talk about whatever's been eating you?”

Sami sighed. Jey had been asking for a while about Sami’s recent change in demeanor. He'd always brushed him off, not wanting to drag him into this mess he'd made...or lie to anyone else. But right now he needed some sort of lifeline. He nodded.

“So...I've been seeing Kevin again. Kinda.”

“Oh...wait, what do you mean by “kinda” seeing him?” Jey asked.

“Well, it's not like we're dating, again. But we've been meeting up and, uh...hooking up...”

“Ah.”

“But I've also been feeding him information...on Roman...Nothing serious!” He specified.

Not that we've had serious information lately.

“Just enough to satisfy him!” Sami continued. “He thinks I'm his inside man.”

“...Oh...” Jey frowned, his eyebrows drooping. Sami could feel his disappointment.

“I’m sorry. I was just trying to make him happy and not feel alone. And to protect the family. I would've warned you if he tried anything! Looking out for you and Jimmy is the reason I even came back to The Bloodline.”

Jey's shoulders seemed to ease, but there was still a hurt confusion in his eyes. “Why tell me this now? After you lied to me so long?”

“Because you're my best friend. Hell, you're a brother to me. I trust you more than Roman and Heyman, so I'm telling you more than I told Roman and Heyman...”

“And Jimmy?”

“Oh, you know Jimmy can't keep a secret.”

Jey nearly objected, then thought about it, then shrugged.

“Look, I've gotten into a mess tonight and I need someone to talk to. Someone I can be honest with. Please, Jey...”

Jey leaned back with a sigh. “Alright, so what's the problem in your web of lies?”

Sami relaxed for a moment before tensing again. “So I met up with Kevin in his suite after the show. He decided we were gonna hook up before any information passed this time, not that I minded. After that...”

---

Sami and Kevin laid in bed together, Sami panting and covered with sweat. He glanced around the room as he came down from the high of Kevin, hoping to ward off the guilt that always grew after their recent nights of passion.

He saw his reflection in the Winged Eagle. The belt Kevin tried to snap Cody's neck for. The pit in his stomach started forming early.

Kevin rested his head on Sami's chest, pulling him closer and murmuring in French. “My beautiful Sami”, “no one can have you”, “you stupid handsome man”...

“Did we reset your brain there, Kev?” Sami teased, relaxing a little.

Kevin put his hand on Sami's heart. “Give me a minute...” Kevin said in partial English.

Sami chuckled. “So, do you want me to wait to give you the report on Roman?”

“Report?” Kevin asked, pulled out of his apparent Sami-induced fugue state. His eyes widened and his eyebrows raised for a moment. “Right, the report on Roman...” He said, almost flatly. “Go ahead.”

“I mean, I don't have much info, though. He wasn't there and didn't even bother to have Heyman pass anything along to us...” Sami huffed. Roman's lack of devotion to the rest of the group really didn't help morale. “So unless you wanna know about the thirty minutes we spent working out how Jey should respond to Rhea’s new post...”

“What post?”

“The one of her in cutoff shorts and an OG Bloodline shirt she made into a halter. She captioned it “These may be more my colors, but I prefer the pink and blue” or something.”

“Ah,” Kevin said.

“We had a whole debate over what it meant!”

“It means she misses her boyfriend hanging out with her instead of your stupid Bloodline...” Kevin said, matter of factly. “I get how she feels.”

“Exactly! That's what I said!” Sami said, wincing at Kevin's last remark. “But Jimmy insisted it meant something else! And after all the replies we pitched, do you wanna know how he responded?” Sami asked.

“He just posted the stupid eyes emoji...”

“HE JUST POSTED THE STUPID EYES EMOJI!” Sami confirmed, exasperated.

Kevin chuckled.

“I bet your day was less frustrating.”

“Relatively. Guy at the gas station recognized me and gave me a free donut this morning because I “was absolutely right”. People are starting to see the light, Sami!” Kevin said gleefully.

Sami couldn't help but smile. For a moment, he felt warm. Things almost felt like they used to. Like they should've stayed...

The pit in his stomach was back.

Kevin ran his fingers through Sami's hair. “Thank you, Sami. For being there for me through all this. The only person who's been there for me...” He moved his hand down to Sami’s hip, his thumb tracing his hip bone. He looked Sami in the eyes. “I love you, Sami.”

Sami felt the air leave his lungs. The pit grew.

---

“Oh no...so what'd you say back?” Jey asked.

“The only thing I could...”

---

“I love you, too, Kev...” Sami replied, keeping his voice steady.

Kevin smiled and kissed Sami. But this time it wasn't blazing and hungry. It was soft, tender, almost savoring it. Sami kissed back, allowing himself to pretend they weren't lying in a bed of Sami's lies. He'd gotten so good at swallowing his guilt these last few weeks, why stop now?

“C'mon, let's go clean up in the jacuzzi bath...” Kevin said, wiggling his eyebrows. He shifted his hand once again, this time to the small of Sami’s back.

---

“...Uce...”

“And you want to know the messed up part?” Sami asked, shaking. “...I wasn't lying...” His voice cracked and his eyes burned. “I still love him...”

Jey immediately pulled Sami into a hug. Sami clung to him as he cried it out. “Where's Kevin now?”

“Asleep,” he buried his head in Jey's shoulder. “I left him a note that I'd be back.”

Jey patted his back. “And you're sure he's not just manipulating you?” The “again”, while left unsaid, hung in the air.

Sami shook his head. “I saw it in his eyes, Jey. That man bore his soul to me and I'm stringing him on. I can't...I can't do it anymore...” He squeezed his honorary brother one more time before letting go.

“So what are you gonna do, Uce?”

“The only thing I can do... something that's better for everyone...I'm gonna quit The Bloodline...” Sami said.

“Sami!” Jey exclaimed. He looked like Sami had just stabbed him in the heart. “What about the family?”

“I still love you and Jimmy! And Roman...” He hesitated. “It’s been fun being together again. Hanging with both you and Jimmy is something I've missed ever since I left The Bloodline. But...I also want my own life again, too, ya know?”

“Sami...”

“You feel it, too, right? Before all this, I was taking Gunther to his limit. Chasing titles. My relationship with Kevin was the healthiest it'd ever been! And you! You were the Intercontinental Champion! Forging your own path beyond the shadow of your family tree! And you and Rhea were...whatever you two were!

“And now look at us. When we're not waiting around for Roman to show up and give us orders (if he has any), we're busy getting harassed and attacked for associating with him again. I not only jeopardized my relationship with Kevin with this, I turned it into a complete mess! And I can't imagine you or Rhea are too happy you put what you had on pause for this...”

Jey looked down at the comforter. “No. I was actually just DMing her about it and the picture...”

“And?”

Jey rubbed his face. “And we both agreed this was a better conversation to have in person. Probably in the morning...”

“Oh, Jey...”

“You might have a point, Sami. Maybe we do gotta move on.”

Sami smiled. He tackle-hugged Jey, sending them both crashing onto the bed.

“And you, Sami,” Jey said. “You gotta come clean to Kevin, uce. Seriously, we didn't make you have to weave this web of lies. You chose to do it that way...”

“I know...” Sami said, sitting up.

“Hey,” Jey said, sitting back up as well before patting his shoulder. “You got this, uce.”

“Thanks, Jey. You're the best. And hey, just because I’m leaving The Bloodline doesn't mean I won't still have your back, man.”

“I know. And I still got yours, Sami Uso. Need to crash here, tonight?” Jey asked.

Sami smiled. “No, I don't wanna worry Kevin if he wakes up. Thanks, though.”

“No problem. Besides, I got something I need to do. You go get your man, alright?”

They exchanged their handshake before parting ways. As Sami roamed back to the elevator, something occurred to him:

What something?

---

Rhea was put up in a hotel a few blocks away. A safety precaution, given how ugly things got with her and Liv. She was wiping her eyes: both to help remove the makeup and to remove the tears.

She hated crying over a guy. It made her feel stupid. The great Rhea Bloody Ripley, no better than most girls when it came to her crush. Vulnerable was not something she liked to be. It's why she rarely let her stone mask slip. But Jey...

...Why did the hot and sweet ones have to be idiots? Despite what they'd agreed on, he didn't seem like he understood the problem. That as sweet as it was that he wanted to help his family, they weren't the only ones who needed him–

There was a knock at the door. This late?

Rhea grabbed her title as a weapon (she could handle a creep barehanded, but insurance never hurt) and opened the door. Awaiting her was...

“Jey,” Rhea said, dropping her title.

“Hey, baby...” Jey said, catching it.

Oh, now I'm “baby” again... A bitter part of her thought.

“What...what are you doing here?” She asked, instead.

“I couldn't wait until morning to see you...” Jey said simply.

Rhea checked her watch. “I mean, it's midnight. Technically it’s morning.”

“Oh really? Didn't check when I walked over here.”

“You walked!? This far!? This late!?”

“Like I said, I couldn't wait. I needed to see my girl.” He shrugged. “And I'm pretty sure she needed to see me...”

Rhea practically melted. He's an idiot, but damn, if he can't make a girl feel loved when he tries...

She pulled him in for their first kiss at the same time he pulled her in. As their lips met, they walked inside, closing the door.

Rhea's belt clattered to the floor.

---

Sami peeled his clothes back off before coming to bed, snuggling close to Kevin. His lover stirred. “Mmm...Sami? Why are you up?”

“Couldn't sleep. Needed to take a walk. Sorry to wake you up, Kev.”

“Mmm, it's okay. You're cute. I'll allow it.” Kevin rasped, flipping Sami around so he could properly spoon him.

Let's hope I'm cute enough to allow a lot of things... Sami thought.

“Hey, Kev? Can we talk?”

“Can it wait until morning?” He asked, nuzzling the back of Sami's neck.

No! Sami thought.

“Sure,” Sami said.

Idiot! Why are you doing this to yourself!? Why are you like this!?

“Cool. G’night, Sami...” Kevin said, planting a soft kiss to his neck before fully settling in.

“Night, Kev...”

Within a minute, Kevin was snoring gently. Sami didn't mind. They'd shared a room long enough that the rumble was like white noise to him. Almost soothing, in a way. And he needed all the soothing he could get.

He assured himself it would all be fine. It was probably better to have this conversation when Kevin was fully awake anyway. And they both needed the rest.

One last white lie wouldn't kill them.

(Next Part Here)

[tonystarksproperty]

ꜱᴍᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙʏ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘꜱ | ʀ.ʀᴇɪɢɴꜱ & ꜱ.ʙᴀɴᴋꜱ

its 5am sigh..

my friend irl who wants to stay anon wanted me to write smut for these 2. at first i didnt see the hype but after some research, these two own my heart

lmk if this is my calling to write for wrestling

update authors note: IM SORRY IF THE READER IS SASSY, MY FRIEND DIDNT WANT THE READER TO BE BORING YKKKK SDDKJFBKFJ

poc female reader

grab a snack girlies cuz this is kinda long

warnings: 18+ content, sexual tension, fingering, teasing, you being a bad bitch, sasha & roman being annoying, but they're heels so its okay, plus theres fluff, little bit of angst, cursing, wrestling violence. threesome, face-sitting, cunnilingus, aftercare, dom/sub, flirting(?), f/f/m.

*takes place in 2020-2021*

After Survivor Series in 2019, a whole bunch of upcoming superstars debuted on the main roster, you being one of them. You developed such a name and fanbase for yourself, especially after your triple threat match at NXT Takeover. Ever since you were young, you admired wrestling and now you finally had the spotlight you deserved.

You and a few more friends from NXT got drafted to Smackdown, at first you were a bit intimidated, especially after such an epic return from Roman Reigns at Summer Slam 2020 or a crazy betrayal from Sasha Banks to Bayley. But after a year and a half on the main roster, you were finally getting used to it.

You exited Vince McMahon's office and continue to stroll backstage of the WWE Thunderdome. You had just found out that you have a match tonight. A #1 contender's match for the WWE Womens Smackdown Championship against Bianca Belair. You were scheduled to lose. It was rough, you haven't had an opportunity for a title in forever, but business is business. You strolled around the corner and accidentally bumped into someone who seem to be heading for McMahon's office. "Crap, my bad." you apologized before looking up and actually shitting in your pants.

Roman Reigns. Roman Fucking Reigns. And He looked mad pissed. "Shit." you accidentally cursed out loud, meaning to just say that in your head. "You better watch where the hell you're going or there won't be a next time for you in this place." he threatened maliciously. You scrunched your face in anger. Who did he think he was? Paul was to his side, making the most cringiest face you've ever seen. It was hard not to stifle a laugh. However, you scoffed at his threat. "You can't do anything, man. You may be Vince's favorite but that doesn't mean everyone respects you around here. Just ask Kevin Owens." You spat back with a smirk before purposely bumping into Paul then walking the hell away.

You heard Paul grunt when you made contact with him and had the most shocked face ever. "That newbie is getting too comfortable around here." Paul spoke to his tribal chief who was clearly impressed by your remark. "Wiseman." Roman spoke in such a rough tone that caused the stubby man to stand in attention. "Yes, my tribal chief." Paul stammered quickly. "Go get her." Roman said before departing to Vince's office with a small smirk tugging at the side of his plump lips.

You sped walked when you thought were out of sight. Your heart rate definitely increased as well as your blood pressure.

You just told off Roman Reigns.

You just told off ROMAN FUCKING REIGNS.

You opened the women's locker room and closed the door almost immediately. Sighing knowing you were now in a more comfortable atmosphere.

Until you weren't.

"You just always slam doors around here?!"

You sigh before turning your body fully to the woman you had issues with since you got here. Sasha Banks. Her arms were crossed as her right eyebrow rose in the most judgmental way possible. You had no idea what started your "beef", but you never entertained her, maybe that is what the problem is. You're here to wrestle and get your money and not to end her entire career. "Where are the others?" you asked, taking note of the empty locker room and ignoring her stupid comment. "Don't ignore me, bitch! I'm the legit boss—" she said while moving her hands and popping her mouth.

Here she goes again. The wonderful "I'm the legit boss, I'm the Smackdown Women's Champion..." blah blah blah bullshit. "Imma just head to culinary." you interrupted her mid-speech that caused her to open her mouth in shock. "Oh nah, nah, nah, NO! I know you did not just interrupt me. The champ?" She said while getting in your face. She has never done that before. "Oh, my fucking— Bitch, I don't give a fuck what you are!" You yelled back, quickly matching her energy.

Unfortunately, she wasn't expecting you to actually clap back, you never did. "Fuck out my face." you pushed her before swiftly opening the door to the women's locker room and making your way down to culinary. Fuck that bitch, always has something to say when no one says anything. You opened the door and smiled at the sight of your co-workers. Some greeting you with hugs and others with a simple wave. You walked over to where the food was being dished out and grabbed a couple of fruit and some of your favorite cheat-day snacks and put it on a plate.

You noticed Bianca, Kevin, Sami, Nia and Shayna were all sitting at the same table. Bianca waved you over with a gleaming smile. You walked over and snagged a seat to the right of Bianca and left of Kevin. "Girl, did you hear the news about the match tonight?" she asked while taking a bite of her salad. You put on the best smile you could. "Absolutely, girl. Proud of you, you deserve it. Get that damn title f'me, m'kay?" You said while punching her shoulder lightly. "Of course, girl. It's about time that the EST become champ!" she says gleefully. You grinned at her funny expression.

You looked at Kevin who took a drink of his water. You and him were close friends back in NXT before he moved up to the main roster. "What about you? You gonna be the one to finally shut that bitch up for good?" you say while elbowing his side a bit that caused him to chuckle. "Aye! Not too much on my cousin, girl." Nia was quick to say while you flipped her off with a giggle as she did the same.

Right when Kevin was going to say something, a certain stubby man cut him off. "Only someone worthy will "shut" the tribal chief up for good. And I fear that Mr. Owens is not the suitable candidate." Paul says out of nowhere that caused everyone to look at him stank.

He was quick to notice the atmosphere before bending down to your ear. "The Tribal Chief would like to speak with you." he whispered while you looked over at him judgmentally. "Tell him, fuck no." you whispered back while batting your eyelashes at the older man. His eyes widen in a way that almost caused you to laugh. "You're monstrous!" Paul yelled while quickly waddling away.

The group at the table laughed at the short man antics. "Yeah, I get that a lot!" You yelled at him with a giggle before rolling your eyes. "Dang, (name). What does Roman have on you?" Sami asked, genuinely concerned. You just swung your hand as if you were slapping a fly at his comment. "Man, I don't know. Nia's family is crazy." You said while smirking over to Nia who was now rolling her eyes. "Not as crazy as your ex." She remarks slyly before bursting out laughing. You did as well. Nia and you both casted on Total Divas late before you moved back down to developmental for more training.

A bunch of cameramen came in and told everyone the show was starting. You tried your best to hide your disappointment because you wanted to be happy for Bianca, but all you could see was yourself winning the contenders match and finally shutting Sasha up for good, but Bianca always did have heavy hits. You and the ladies walked to the locker room to gear up for tonight's show.

You and Bianca would be closing the show as the main event. It was actually great; it's been a while since women main evented shows on Smackdown ever since Bayley's and Sasha's feud. The main events were just the Bloodline vs Kevin Owens. Not like it really bothered you, it was a pretty good storyline. Now all decked out, you were ready to perform. You and Bianca were standing in the guerilla, waiting for your cues to go out.

You both did your signature handshake and wished each other luck as Vince went over specific rules that were targeted towards you.

Bianca was always sooo smooth and on point in the ring. You sometimes get a bit "passionate" according to Vince and get reckless, even injuring your opponent but you promised to be on your best behavior because Bianca needed to be in perfect health to fight Sasha.

"The following match is scheduled for one fall! It is the #1 contender match for the WWE Smackdown Women's Championship!"

The producers hit Bianca's music and gave her the cue to go out. She high fived you before walking smoothly out of the guerilla.

"Introducing first, From Knoxville, Tennessee: Biaaancaaa Belairrrr!"

"Bianca Belair, definitely an upcoming champion and has the title that everyone is talking about in her sights, what do you think, Corey?"

"Well, Cole. I definitely think that Bianca is one hundred and ten percent champion material, but we shouldn't count out her competition just yet. Everyone in the women's locker room has Bianca in their view as well as the championship, especially her opponent here tonight."

Looking over at the small screen that was held up in the guerilla, you see Bianca doing her signature dance while swinging her braid crazily. You giggled at her foolishness as she got into the ring.

The producers hit your music and gave your cue. Just when you about to walk out, you felt a sharp sting on your ass. You stumbled a bit then catching balance and ready to curse out the person who has no manners. You actually were shocked at the person. Sasha, grinning madly like the crazy person she was while giving you a small wave. You gave her back a scowl.

"(Name), you're on!" one of the producers said, regaining your attention. You sighed before making your way to the curtain. You turn back and looked over at a smirking Sasha. "I'll get you later." you mouthed. "We'll see." she mouthed back. You rolled your eyes before catching Roman walking into the guerilla and standing tall next to Sasha. They both were definitely burning holes through your head.

Creepy. You thought.

You walked out and did your signature entrance, trying to shake off the haters. Literally.

"And her opponent, from (hometown), (state). The Essence: (Wrestler Name)!"

"Now let's talk about the Essence, guys. (Wrestler name) has always proven to be one of the best WWE Superstars throughout her entire WWE career with her dedication and creative moves."

"I know that's right, Cole! Go whoop her (BLEEP), (Wrestler Name)!"

"Pat, get off the table!"

"Something tells me Bianca isn't going to hold back on (Wrestler Name) because they're friends."

You were given a good pop; you were sure that's how the online viewers knew you were bound to lose.

Now that you and Bianca were in the ring. It was time for the timekeeper to ring the bell. You and Bianca shook hands before backing into specific corners of the ring, waiting for the bell. The ring-announcer stepped down from the ring and towards the steps.

You and Bianca both looked confused because the bell never rung. Instead, a familiar entrance came onto the speakers and captivated the whole arena into cheers and some boos. You rolled your eyes as Sasha did her beat drop dance and strutted towards the ring.

You could just tell this was her idea that Vince approved on since absolutely no one told you or Bianca.

"I guess we have some company tonight. Making her way down the ramp towards the commentary table is the Smackdown's Women's Champion herself: Sasha Banks!"

"Smart move from the champ. Scouting out the competition, calculating the impressive moves and skills of these two ladies who can be qualified to win a title shot."

The bell rung. Bianca ran at you with full speed; you were dazed by Sasha strutting to the commentary table that your got slammed into the turnbuckle. You held your head, collecting your vision as Bianca hoisted you up, preparing for a vertical suplex. You jumped off and hit her with a knee jab.

"Sasha, welcome! Any thoughts on these two ladies who are competing for a title shot at your championship?"

"You know, Cole. These two don't scare me. Whether it's Bianca or (Wrestler Name), no one can beat the legit boss."

"I got to ask, Sasha. You posted a tweet out, targeting (Wrestler Name) on Twitter, and I quote "Don't be mad that you're not the one." Can you elaborate on that?"

"Now, I'm not sure if you heard, Cole, but (Wrestler Name) been coming for the boss ever since her debut. I don't even know what I did but no matter what I always finish it."

You had Bianca in the head lock as you both leaned towards the ropes that was the closest to the commentary table, you overheard what she said, getting pissed and distracted quickly. Bianca took the opportunity and pushed you to the ropes across and slammed into you and went for the pin that you quickly kicked out of.

You see Bianca slam onto the mat in anger while you were still stunned. You were letting yourself get distracted by Sasha that you totally forgot about the match. Even if you were destined to lose, you definitely should've been on your game. You quickly stood back to your feet and hit Bianca with a back to back clotheslines, leaping to the rope and performing a perfect neck breaker.

"Look at the Essence showing some dominance in this matchup!"

You looked over at Sasha and walked over to the ropes near commentary and pointed at her title. "Your title is mine!" you screamed while setting up for your finisher. Little did you know, Sasha got up from commentary and grabbed your ankle from the apron, slamming you down face first onto the mat. It happened so fast; you couldn't even protect your face for the impact.

Fuck. That actually fucking hurt. You thought

"Looks like the Boss already knows who she wants to face."

You quickly got up and exchanged a screaming session with Sasha that you didn't see Bianca pull you into a roll up.

"Shoulders down! 1, 2, 3!"

"Looks like we know whose going after the title for sure."

"I call hacks! The essence was ready to end this matchup!"

You sat back in the middle of the mat as Bianca's music played throughout the arena. You furiously pulled yourself together before staring blankly at the champion who was smirking proudly. You needed to get the hell out of there before you really sock a bitch.

You rolled out of the ring and walked up the ramp to the guerilla to allow a quick segment between Sasha and Bianca to emerge.

You pulled the curtain to be greeted by Vince McMahon who looked very apologetic. "Why didn't you say something?! I could've atleast prepared myself." you asked while putting both hands on your hips to prevent you from hitting your boss. "Sasha thought it could add more to the storyline and it was a last-minute decision. But you killed it out there, kid! Keep it up!" he said while patting your shoulder then going back behind the one of the production screens. You rolled your eyes annoyingly before walking towards the women's locker room.

Of fucking course it was Sasha, convincing Vince it was a "storyline" that girl actually hated your guts. She never let you forget it. As you walked the halls, a handful of your coworkers congratulated you on an impressive match. Naomi says the storyline was very convincing, well if only she known. By the time you made it to the entrance of the locker room, Heyman was there with a sadistic smile. You approached him unfortunately. "Excuse me." you said somewhat politely, wanting to grab your things so you could leave for the night.

However, Paul just stood there, almost like a robot. "Paul, move. I need to grab my shit." you said again, clearly pissed off at the match you just had. He jumped slightly at your change of attitude before nodding his head no. "The tribal chief would like to see you, now." Paul spoke while adjusting his collar. You crossed your arms. "Oh, my fucking—fine! If gets you to stop fucking following me everywhere, shit!" you said while stomping towards the other side of the hall.

Since Roman was one of Vince's favorites and 'the' champ, he got his own exclusive locker room in the ThunderDome. Everyone knew where it was, since it was the biggest damn room in the dome. You stood in front of the door as Paul opened it, letting you in and quickly closing it. There he was. Sitting man-spread on one of the leather chairs staring up at the screen. On the screen displayed a replay about the terrible match you just had.

You cleared your throat. But he didn't acknowledge you. "Listen man, if you're going to give me the silent treatment, I can just take my ass out of here." you spat, clearly fed up with everyone and their antics today. His gaze traced over to you, and it sent chills down your spine. His piercing-like gaze was so intimidating to you, especially with those beautiful chocolate eyes. "Don't get mad at me because you loss your match." he said bluntly while staring back at the screen.

You rolled your eyes and turned towards the door until it opened, revealing Sasha. "Now what, bro?!" you screeched, you've had enough of her today. "You're so mad at a match you knew you weren't going to win. Unlike me, I always win." Sasha said while running her eyes down your body. It almost made you gag. "Alright, laugh it up for now. We both know that title is gonna be mine sooner than later." you countered, you were now the one smirking.

She scowled before trailing her eyes down your ring attire. "You stepped your ring game up, I see. Wasn't sure you could've pulled anything off since you're always hiding all the time." she smirked while tracing her fingernails over your left breast top that composed of your wrestler name. "You 'callin me sexy, champ?" you smirked, hoping to out-cringe her, but to your shock she just closed the distance and stepped closer, her face just centimeters away from yours. "And other things." she whispered while playing with your jawline.

You were actually getting flustered. How did this chick have such an effect on you? You backed up a bit. "Okay, girly. It's all fun and games until you start something you can't finish." You backed up a bit more, only for your back to run into a broad wall. "Oh, I definitely can't," Sasha admitted before smirking over at you seductively. You turn your head back to look up over at the Head of the Table himself. "But I can." Roman said, in a low, monotone voice that definitely made your thighs press together instinctively.

You turn your full body around to face him. Trying to gather words and comprehend what the fuck was going on? These two had to be joking, it must be national fuck around with (name) day or something. "Oh..." was all that you could murmur from your lips. This caused Sasha to giggle abruptly while Roman smirked at your sudden confusion. "That's all you have to say? 'Oh.' Maybe 'Yes, champs.' Come on, girly. Speak now or we could just pretend this never happened." Sasha said almost shamelessly while dragging you to one of the couches while massaging your sore joints.

Fuck, she was making you choose.

Your lip quivered as your struggled to get words out. You were forced to leaned back against the leather couch as Sasha soon began kissing your neck roughly. "Fuucck..." you moaned out lowly, as her lips worked magic against you. "Shit, that was actually hot." she whispered against your skin while her lips lightly grazed over yours. You were so focused on Sasha, you didn't notice Roman kneeling down before you, his colossal yet calloused hands gripping your knees, forcing you to present yourself.

His eyes pierce your soul as you gripped the leather beneath you. Struggling to find self-control in this situation. "Answer her." he commanded while taking a bite of your right inner thigh that caused you to tense up. "Uhm..yes..." you answered but your voice was barley a whisper from the embarrassment. "Yes who?" Sasha murmured against your earlobe before harshly sucking your sweet spot.

You lips closed again; it was so degrading. To submit to them. But your mind wondered intrudingly of the wonders of what the night would be like if you did submit to them. It took another bite on your other inner thigh by Roman to get you back to your senses. "Time is ticking. Look at him, you're making him wait." Sasha began yet again, moving your foot to Roman's apparent boner, pushing pressure down on it. Fuck, he's big, but those pants really needed to come off. He grunted a bit and glared at Sasha in slight annoyance.

You wondered if they ever hooked up.

You moved your head and averted your gaze away from them, this was actually embarrassing for you but so normal for them. "Yes, champs." you muttered before hiding your face on the cold leather of the couch. "Man...all that buildup is so dramatic." Sasha says while rolling her eyes while Roman unties your ring boots. You were now the one glaring at her. She smirked before grasping the back of your head, entrancing her fingers within your scalp and pulled you into a very long yet rough kiss. By the time Roman was done with your ring boots, he took off your socks while planting loving kisses down your calves to the brink of your ankles, soon to your polished toenails.

You shivered from his contact as you continued to fight Sasha for dominance, but she had already gotten the upper hand. She finally took her mouth off of yours before smirking with traces of your saliva on the side of her mouth. "Looks like I win." she states while wiping her mouth. "Everything is a competition with you...." you muttered while turning your attention to Roman who was surprisingly being gentle with you. You reached down to touch his beautiful locks, but his eyes shifted from your smooth legs up to you. You hesitated but something about his eyes gave you a look of assurance as you massaged his head.

You looked over at Sasha who just continuously stared. "I don't get it." you started as Roman began planting kisses on your other calve. "You two are assholes to me. What changed your minds?" you asked while removing your hand from Roman and returned to your lap. Sasha shrugged. "I don't know. Just to get your attention." she answered while pressing a kiss to your knuckle. "You can get my attention by being nice and not a dick, you know." you answered while taking your hand back with a rough demeanor. This caused Roman to laugh. "Where's the fun in that?" he asked while standing to his feet, towering over you and Sasha.

Sasha stood up right next to him with crossed arms. "What are yall 'thinkin...?" you asked hesitantly, almost intimidated by the glint in their eyes. They both exchanged glances before turning their attention back at you. Sasha pulled you to feet and soon switched your positions, so she was sitting. "Just give this a chance. Let the champs take care of you tonight." she implied while giving another smack to your ass that caused you to jump. "Stop doing that!" you barked as you turned to her. "She's right. Just for tonight." Roman repeated in your ear that sent chills down your spine.

Good chills.

You sighed while nodding slowly. Roman gently set you down in the middle of Sasha's legs as she spread on the material in front of you. "I usually do foreplay but tonight can be special." Sasha began as Roman began to remove your ring gear. "I doubt you even know what foreplay is, champ." you snickered before looking over at Roman. You were actually amazed on the gentleness the 'Tribal Chief: Head of the Table' was showing for you. When you became bare to them, Sasha couldn't help but lick her dry lips. "Put her on top of me, Roman. I know you're dying over there." Sasha says as Roman quickly set you on top of Sasha. "Shit, am I crushing you?" you asked, scared of hurting her. "Girl, I'm perfectly fine. I'd die happily behind this body." she says while gripping your jaw to face her and soon taking your lips back into hers as her hands explored your now naked body.

You noticed Roman itched closer, dangerously close to the valley of your legs that was covered with various love bites from him. He looked up at you in some sort of assurance that it was okay. You gave him a small nod since Sasha hadn't let go of your jaw. Your legs found themselves on his shoulders as Roman literally almost dragged you off of Sasha and let his tongue lick a stripe against your clit. You took Sasha out of your mouth as a loud moan slipped out. Roman gripped your hips and dragged you closer to his mouth as his tongue began ravishing you. "Fuck, Roman. Slow the fuck down!" you stammered in between moans, clearly not used to such intrusion. "I'm surprised he's not being more savage. Guess that means he likes you a lot." Sasha said her hands cupped your breast and began playing with your nipples.

You leaned your head back against Sasha's shoulder as she smirked over at your overwhelmed state. "Fuckk..." you moaned again, curling your toes as Roman's tongue felt soo damn good. Sasha hands soon went lower down your body and soon began rubbing your clit as Roman continued to eat you out. "Mpfhhhh..." you moaned while placing a fist over your mouth to hold your moans in. Nobody needed to know you guys were doing this. "You like this, huh? Letting the champs take care of you?" she teased, making you glare at her with a very annoyed side stare.

Your other hand instantly went over to Roman's head, in attempt to push him away as you approached your high. "If you don't...stop..." you merely spoke as you continuously let your champs have complete control of your body and its pleasure. "Looks like she's boutta blow, Rome." Sasha said she continued to swirl her fingers over your now overstimulated clit. After one long lick, Roman removed his mouth with a one sexy ass grin on his features. Right when were about to cum. "You guys...are no fun." you spoke breathlessly, almost pissed of not getting a long-awaited orgasm.

Sasha giggled before taking her fingers on a stripe across your pussy and bringing it her mouth. "Did you really think you were gonna cum without your champs?" she asked slyly while placing you off of her and began removing her clothes. You rolled her eyes at her comment before yet again turning your attention to Roman who went over to his bag and grabbed one singular condom.

You finally connected the dots. "You freaks planned this?!" you screeched while soon erupting in laughter. These horny 'champs' really needed a plan to seduce you? And did it by being assholes? "Laugh it up." Roman says while letting a small smile tug his lips. Sasha just rolled her eyes in embarrassment. You let Roman bring you to your knees in front of Sasha who was smirking like a jerk. "Heyyy." she teased while you were embracing her naked body.

How can someone be sexy as hell and annoying as hell? You thought

You heard a belt buckle behind you, now Roman was stripping. This caused both you and Sasha to be mesmerized by the beauty of this god-like Samoan. You just want to bite his muscles. "Jesus, your family genes are insane to me." she comments, taking in his built and muscular body. He just shrugged it off the best way he could, in reality, he was flushed that you both were attractive him.

He popped open the condom and put it on. "Ready for me, baby girl?" he asked spreading your legs wider. You inhaled sharply. You could feel him poking your thigh and fuck he feels huger than before. "I'm glad it's you and not me." she says while staring at his length in slight shock. "I'm going to be gentle." he says as he narrows his eyes at Sasha's bluntness. "No." you said that caused them both to look at you in shock. "I want it. I want you both to go nuts." you said bluntly. Your mind was truly clouded by built up lust. All that tension between these two definitely made you change your perspective on them. "Fuck, that was hot." she states while pulling your head down to her clit.

Roman didn't wait for you to react. He spread your folds and swiftly slammed himself into you harshly. He grunted and felt his body quivered from your tightness. "Fucckk, babygirl. You're tight as fuck.." he groans while thrusting into you as if you were the last fuck he'll ever have. You licked a stripe on her bare pussy before kissing her clit and sucked on her folds that coated with her slick. Sasha arched her back as she gripped your hair tightly. Roman's powerful thrusts literally pushed your body more against Sasha's.

You said you wanted them to be rough, not rough and fast.

He was quick to change his pace and sped up. The sound of both of your hips meeting was falling death within your ears as Sasha's toes curled from your tongue. "You're doing great, girly." she cooed, knowing it would make you speed your movements more. Everyone had a praise kink in some way. "Better than great." Roman added on that caused you to tighten your walls around his girth. This was a signal that you were ready to finally cum. "Not yet." he demands, you groaned in disappointment around Sasha's clit that's caused her to tighten her grip on your hair more. Roman noticed this and you earned a very harsh slap to your right asscheek. "Don't get bratty with me." he threatens.

You quickly fall in line. If this is how he is rough, you could imagine how he is brat taming, but that would be hot as hell. "Shit, I'm close." Sasha says while letting her moans come out her mouth shamelessly. You were actually glad your moans were silent, no one had to know you were here. Roman's brutal pace sped up too damn quickly, you swore he ripped something from within you. "Shit, cum. Cum right fucking now." he commanded. And so, you did. Sasha spasmed all her juices onto your tongue as Roman fixed your arch as he let himself spill into the condom.

You sighed before removing your mouth from Sasha's pussy. You looked drained; they really did a number on you. Roman pulled out and literally fell back on the floor and laid there for a good minute. Sasha looked back down at you a small smirk. Your face was coated with her essence and your salvia mixed together. She grabbed her shirt and wiped your face with it. "What now?" she asked, looking down at the man who was calming down from his high. He shrugged before fixing his hair. "How about a round two? At his hotel." you suggested that caused them both to look at you in shock again. "This time, I lead." you stated firmly, this caused Sasha to shake in excitement, she loved your dominant nature.

She nodded. "Sounds great to me." she agreed. You both looked over at the man who looked like he was gonna fall asleep. "Just give me five minutes." he said and soon fell into slumber. "Damn, I fucked him up." you said while looking over at a grinning Sasha. "Probably the best pussy he ever had." she said while dapping you up before pulling you up next to her as your sweaty bodies cuddled against each other.

This would be a long night.

credz to @/tonystarkproperty

[wolf-tail]

I choose to believe that the greatest victim of the MCU's quippy "he's right behind me isn't he" bathos that undercuts every single bit of coherent emotional attention in the franchise is none other than Thor Odinsson, and I will die on this hill.

He was overshadowed by his emo twink brother (still a fascinating character I might add, Loki was personally victimized by the MCU's writers too) and the writers from that point on refused to do anything actually good with him.

Let's see what his movie cycle was like.

First film? Loved it! I may be seeing it through the rose hinted glasses of it being my first Marvel movie, but it was a heartfelt story about two arrogant alien princes being forced apart by the shitty parenting of a selfish father, with only one being able to escape it by learning to embrace his genuinely kind and intelligent inner nature, also by meeting a person he considered "lesser" and learning to reckognize her as his intellectual equal in a way even the ordinary people around her refused to.

The second film? Almost completely forgettable plot. Bland ass disposable monster-of-the-week villain, shitty romantic subplot tumor that completely destroys the previously established relationship, and establish the tradition of Loki's arc completely overshadowing his brothers in his own title movie.

Third movie? Nail in the coffin for Thor's entire character, and dead knell for the MCU in general. It established a very shitty trend of writing and directing where none of the actually important serious moments are actually treated with any of the seriousness they deserve to be. That's not even mentioning whatever the hell is going on with Odin's character. Is he a well meaning father who did his best but it wasn't enough? Is he a murderous conqueror who turned his own child into a super weapon and then locked her away when he didn't want to play with her anymore and then escaped the consequences by dying? The movie tries to strike a balance between the two and absolutely falls flat. The few good parts include Jeff Goldblum's character and the weird sexual tension he has with Loki. He fucked that old man.

Fourth Movie? Literally almost everything bad about the modern MCU condensed into one shitty film. They even included the newer element of "guy who has incredibly valid points and wants to shake up the status quo such doing evil shit for no reason to justify the heroes killing him." Hate that fuckass movie.

How about his appearances in the Avengers films?

First film? Still has a lot of his dumb ass energy with too few of his genuine smartness the first film established, but generally quite good.

Second Film? He was in it? Barely remember.

Third? He was in it and played a crucial role in the final conflict, but didn't have an arc.

Fourth. AUGHGUHHH WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. LOOK HOW THEY MASSACRED MY FUCKING BOYYYYYYYY. The fatphobia ALONE makes me punch walls, but nothing pisses me off more than when a character.I love has genuine trauma and pain.But the story plays it off for jokes. Literally everything that the mcu has ever done wrong with his character was just immusified into a disgusting slop they slathered all over this atrocity of a movie.

Thor Odinson my sweet pookie Kevin Feige never deserved you

[blue-jos10]

sometimes you sit back and realise just how deserving kevin day was of the best ext player title like

this man had the entire sport his life was built around shattered because he was the best at it. the only thing he lived for, they only thing he had left untainted by complications, snatched from him in a fit of jealousy by the man who grew up by his side, his own brother.

he got his dominant hand destroyed so brutally it was predicted he’d never be able to play again at all. they didn’t even expect him to be able to hold up a racquet with his right hand, much less play the sport as good as he used to.

this shit all before transferring to an uncoordinated team that does not live and breathe the sport and is not willing to push him to his best. they don’t listen to his advice and on court they’re as egoistic individually as they are together. they care as much about red cards as the ravens except that the ravens don’t care because they can actually afford red cards. an entirely different environment where everything is not catering to exy.

on top of that this man had to learn how to play full games. he had to unlearn the illegal violence he’s been playing with since he was a child and had to increase his stamina to play just as good legally for double the time.

this feat made even harder because of the fact that he barely had enough time to recover and get used to 24-hour days. his entire schedule upended and he got half the time to practice. he was entirely dependent on someone else to take him to court because he didn’t live underneath it. this someone was the last person to care about exy and would often deny kevin’s need to be at court practicing.

he had to get used to not having a partner he knew he could trust on court blindly because they were just so tuned to each other.

he had to forcibly let go of years of instilled trauma that led him to suppress his skill and pretend he’s second best. he had to face both on and off court the man who put him in that position.

all this while having enough issues that if he took a shot of the most dilute alcohol for each he’d be in a grave before even getting halfway.

yet he faced it. he faced it all and he fucking won.

he pushed and pushed and pushed and he fucking made it. he didn’t just persevere through his issues, he climbed them like a fucking mountain and didn’t even need to reach its peak to be the strongest. that too in less than two years like?????

he is the best player in the field and he deserves it so fucking much. i just need him to be happy plsplsplspls

[captain-sunshine-11]

quicks cws// riko being riko, very vague mentions of dr@ke, aftg The Kings Men spoilers

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Riko Moriyama was supposed to be the best, at least he thought so. If he wasn't supposed to be, then why did he come from a wealthy and powerful family? Why was he the best Striker in the game? Why did all those under him bend to his will?

It was all because of him, because he was made for greatness. And if that meant people like Kevin Day, Nathaniel Wesninski, and Jean Moreau had to ride his coattails? So be it, as long as they know their place. Riko makes sure of that, even.

Really all that was left for him was to get ahold of his father's attention, then, he could truly call himself worthy of all the rest. The fame, his profound leadership skills, his title as King. Riko knew he was no Ichirou, but he knows he could be better. He could feel it in his bones. His stupid Uncle, Tetsuji, may easily fall in line; but, Riko won't. He knows—right?—he knows that he was meant for more than the celebrity status, that he should have a place beside Kengo. It would be an honorary placement for him, because then, he would mean more to his father as he made Kengo proud. Riko made his mark away from his father, and he did it all by himself. No Kevin or fucking Wesninski to thank, it was all him.

Not even Ichirou with his grooming to become the next Boss could accomplish that.

He found Nathaniel Wesninski, god dammit! He found the red-headed bastard hiding away after he ran from Riko's clutches all those years ago. The coward was back in Riko's trustworthy and rightful hands. And after he proved himself to Kevin all those months ago and got away with it, things were shaping up for him... and if some goalkeeper had to get a little roughed up for it? Why not. All a part of the fun, he supposed.

But then... Kengo died. His father was gone and suddenly all of this planning was pointless. Unacceptable. He was not to blame, but those doctors were. And if the family up there was worth anything, the doctors would have been dealt with by now. It is why he had to beat up Jean, you see? Because Riko's hands cannot be dirtied with noticeable people right now. So Jean would have to do.

That Walker Bitch might have taken Jean from the Nest but there was no way he wouldn't get Jean back. He was Riko Moriyama dammit. A Moriyama, and if he had to make Ichirou look at him now, so be it. They were brothers, like Kevin and he were. Brothers stick together even after little lessons he had to teach. Brothers didn't leave each other behind, they had to crawl back to each other eventually.

In fact, if Riko finally meets Ichirou, then he must have an explanation that kept them apart. Then nothing would stop him from the recognition he deserves.

The last minute of the game is a blur, but he remembers the burning rage in his chest—"I'd ask you how it feels, but I guess you've always known how it feels to be second–you worthless piece of shit!"—And for once he thinks that he should have put down this dog back at Evermore. Obviously, the Wesninski's could not be tamed. Why didn't Ichirou see that? Riko did. He certainly does now, standing above Nathaniel who wrongly wears that #10. Kevin and Nathaniel getting their marks removed was a poor choice he will make them regret later. Well, Kevin. Because he could barely feel his arms, but he knows his heavy racquet is headed for Nathaniel's incorrigible grin.

Somehow he is on the ground next and he can feel nothing except for a profound angry pain in his arm and throat.

The next couple hours, is nothing. It washes all past Riko as he tries to string together a coherent thought, but the pain killers haven't kicked in yet and he is being forced to the East Tower.

And–oh god–is that Ichirou? Riko isn't an idiot, so he refuses to reach out for his brother first. He is King, he won't resolve himself to that low of a gesture. Riko doesn't know why Nathaniel is here, but it hardly matters when Ichirou is coming to him, like Riko knew he would.

His Uncle leaned forward, submitting, but Riko knew he wouldn't have to. This was his brother. Tetsuji was worthless to Kengo, but if Riko just got to talk to Ichirou—

His brother crouches in front of him, and Riko thinks this is his chance. He starts to talk and meet Ichirou's eyes but then his brother holds his head in his palm. It was a gesture that not even Kevin had ever given him. Riko was right, his chance-

The last thing Riko Moriyama sees is the cold stare of another brother that failed him.

[irrevocablecondition]

a brief andreil as snupin thesis (written at 2am on a random saturday night):

first we must consider their backstories:

the thing that drawssss me into snupin is that we have two characters cut from the same piece of cloth but sewn together length-ways and width-ways. we have two characters with unstable father-son relationships and yet they end up on completely different paths - remus, having grown up with his magical dad doing what he did, leaves him feeling untethered in both worlds and desperate to prove that he's good and worthy of belonging the same as everyone else. snape, with his abusive muggle dad, is pre-disposed to accept the rhetoric he hears and he is so desperate to belong anywhere that he, as a young 11 year old, clings to that slytherin title all he can.

we have a similar dynamic with andreil with two boys who have never had a stable home, but in such different ways. they both had Bad Homes in the sense of their original ones, and they reacted differently. neil never let himself feel any kind of stability. he ran from place to place and refused to accept - even when Hit Exy Player Kevin Day is in front of him - that he deserves the grace of standing still. pair this with andrew who is so DESPERATE for a home that he stays despite drake. that he would endure drake's assault if just for the semblance of a home.

are we with me so far? okay. onto them.

"yes or no?"

there's a big difference between drake's actions and SWM but the comparison works the same - a person who has experienced assault and how they adjust to this. i loveeee a snupin dynamic with clear boundaries and outlines. a clear understanding of "okay. my dad did this and that, your friends did this and that. here's what i am okay with and what i am not" and that "yes or no?" from andreil? it's so them. it's so them.

whether verbal or not, snupin do the same thing. when one of them is overwhelmed and clearly stressed there is a clear question of "can i support you right now?". when snupin sit around the table at an order meeting and a tense mission is announced, snape will tap remus' leg once and let remus decide whether to intertwine their fingers under the table or not. when they're intimate there is constant communication, even if it's not poetic or in depth, it's a simple "can i?" "yes?" "no?" "this?" that makes them so sure that they are not overstepping anything.

need i explain how this is so andrew?

need i also explain the kind of intimacy and trust that's required to let one see your scars? need i explain the parallels between neil and remus here? NEED IIIII EXPLAINNNN???

i will. andrew is terrified of neil. he's terrified of caring about neil, he's terrified of something happening to neil and he's terrified of the fact that he even CARES what happens to neil. boom, snupin. an older snape being so scared of how he feels, so scared of that intimacy and yet so overwhelmed the first time remus trust him with his scars. late nights and groggy mornings of fingers barely touching skin and whispered stories of "and this one?" "what happened here?"

boom. andreil as snupin.

andrew's medication vs snape's occlumency

both of them being Physically Incapable of letting someone In. snape with his occlumency walls that, out of necessity, he has spent years crafting. snape with his occlumency walls that have been so strong that nothing could tear through them Until It Does. until remus somehow manages to see right through his facade anyway and Sees Him.

andrew with his medication which, again, he is on out of necessity. to survive. not being able to feel things as clearly as others, his mind constantly being clouded but the One thing he needs to see clearly? neil. he needs to understand neil he needs to watch neil and he needs to Know neil.

and they both convince themselves that it's because of a threat. andrew convinces himself that he's worried about neil's "fascination" with kevin, snape convinces himself that it's because of remus' condition, but they both Know. they Know once they can see clearly that none of this was fake or wrong or a lie. it was real.

"you were supposed to be a side effect of the medication"

mhm yeah. andriel as snupin.

mannerisms and understanding

neil and remus Knowing the other through and through. no one else really Getting It. no one else really understanding but that's because they don't know that the other's left brow twitches when he's thinking of a snarky comeback. they don't know that each lip bite means something different and they don't know what the tension behind each finger means.

because both andrew and snape are closed off to others and to themselves that it takes someone with some much patience and longing and understanding and LOVE to learn what each expression and twitch and glance means and-

guys i am so tired i am sleeping now but i will be back but PLEASE DO WE SEE IT 😖😖😖😖😖😖 ARE WE PICKING UP WHAT I'M PUTTING DOWN RN

[jessicadstone]

Rachel Hirschfeld, oh, how I miss you, girlie! You will always be the best Anita to me!

Jessica D. Stone and Rachel Hirschfeld actually first met in a musical production at the Thousand Oaks Civic Arts Plaza at Thousand Oaks Boulevard in 2003 or 2004.

I guess someone out there figured we had really good chemistry together because we would go on to appear in a gazillion anime titles (mind you, we recorded separately): Angel Tales, I think, was our first, produced by Bandai Entertainment in the U.S. Rachel was Ruru (or Lulu, in English) the Frog while I was Midori the Racoon. I also played her irksome little brother, Shohei in the Rumiko Takahashi Anthology series (she was my paranoid big sis, Hazuki). I then snagged the role of Dai in Haibane Renmei (a.k.a. Charcoal Feather Federation). Rachel had a small minor supporting role as Hana, though her work on this series is what led Kevin, a staff member, to recommend her to audition for the voice of Anita King in R.O.D the TV (New Generation Pictures and some of the same English-speaking staff worked on both titles). Taliesin Jaffe, our ADR director as well as Jonathan Klein, the producer and head of New Generation, wanted an authentic, 12-year-old girl for Anita. Welp... they got more than what they asked for, huh?!

Obviously, Rachel was the pink-haired, paper-wielding, Hong Kong "Powerpuff Girl" star as well as her perfectly cooky sisters, Michelle and Maggie. While the show itself is a genre-bending ride that goes from being a Charlie's-Angels-meets-Die-Hard action piece in the first episode to a middle school melodrama, Rachel's performance, I think, truly carries the heart of the series. Her screaming scenes alone still give me shivers! If I remember right, she even received an Anime Dub Recognition Award for her part (as well as her "sister," Hunter MacKenzie Austin). Honestly, they absolutely deserved it!

Melody of Oblivion is another series on our resumes that admittedly, I don't really remember too well. I played two characters, Pan and Monokeros Number 4 while Rachel was the Red-Haired Girl and Medusa. I next played her grumpy crush, Shoukichi in the very adorable, urban fantasy Kamichu! where the legend himself, Patrick Seitz ADR directed. Rachel played completely against type as the quiet, insecure Miko. I want to say the last anime where we were credited together was Ikki tousen, another small part that is but a dim memory. I provided the voice for Kansui and Rachel was Teni Shizen. I believe this aired around 2011 or 2012 in the U.S. and by that time, I lost contact with Rachel. Not only did we work in different theatre communities and attend separate schools in different areas of Los Angeles County (we were two grades apart), though I learned later that she relocated to Boston to go to college (which is awesome!).

Despite not seeing her in person in years, I still have the best memories of her! She was totally fun to be around, outgoing, incredibly loud (lol), a crazy good singer and just all around, super talented. And of course, she was nowhere near as b*tchy as Anita! (Only a little.)

[welcome-to-the-end-of-eras]

An incomplete list of things I think will happen in tsc3:

- Foxes v Trojans will be Kevin’s perfect game. It’s the culmination of everything he’s ever wanted out of exy. Even if it’s not for the championship title or even a Fox win (which tbh I don’t think it will be bc I don’t foresee the Foxes winning the whole thing) it will be perfect for him. I would also accept a Fox v Trojans scrimmage

- Jeremy finally gets out of his mother’s house. I don’t think he’d 100% cut her off, maybe she has a come-to-Jesus moment and realizes how terrible she’s been to him for years (probably not), but he deserves to get tf out of there regardless

- Jean is going to beat the shit out of Faser if he gets anywhere NEAR him. The second that mf steps on private property with no cameras he’s a GONER.

- I don’t think the Moriyama’s are going to be dismantled/brought to justice. I’ve seen some people say they think they will but law enforcement in aftg has always been depicted as corrupt/horrible at their jobs and I don’t think it’s realistic that the system will ever pull itself together enough to take down the empire the Moriyama’s have built. Maybe it’ll work out where they need to cut all ties with exy as a whole and the perfect court will be able to get out of their deal, but there’s no way the entire organisation will be taken down

- Joshua depiction perhaps??? Figuring out what he texted Jeremy perhaps??? Idk there must be something there

- Speaking of the Knox/Wilshire siblings I think Annalise will be the first (or maybe only) one to actually show up to a Trojan’s game and try to start rebuilding her relationship with Jeremy. They were close with each other before and I think she’d be the most willing to mend their relationship out of any of them

- Elodie is alive. I don’t think she’s the Marseille French tutor, I can kind of see her being one of the Fox’s freshman (they passed Jean off as a freshman in college when he was around her age), but I do think she’s alive. Maybe the French tutor is housing her and trying to keep her from their parent’s old contacts coming for her??? Idk

- Jean is going to formally meet Mathilda and Jeremy’s stepdad (whose name I don’t care enough to remember right now) and it’s not going to go well

- I really hope this doesn’t happen but I think the Wilshire’s mistreatment of Jeremy is going to push William far enough that he quits. He treats Jeremy like a son and cares about him so much and I can’t imagine it’s easy for him to sit there and watch him be so miserable all the time, and I think it would be the wake-up call Mathilda needs to realize how terrible of a parent she’s been

- Jeremy’s bio dad shows up and is not as big of an asshole this time??? Perhaps??? Idk I hope for Jeremy’s sake that at least one of his parents isn’t shitty all the time

- Cody/Pat/Ananya has to happen in this book or I will mail my tears directly to Nora with express shipping

- In that same vein if Derrick and Cherise don’t officially get together I will be SO upset. I need more bazonga line content please I’m love themb

- Jerejean motorcycle scene. Please I need it.

[codename-adler]

Fake fic title: "Beauty's Prince"

Once upon a time, Jean Moreau, a mere servant of the Moriyama kingdom and its princes, Riko and Kevin, was too beautiful for his own good.

Riko had sent Jean to clean the castle's dirtiest quarters, the pig pen, the stable. He'd sent him to work in the infirmaries, with the wounded soldiers and the lepers. He'd sent him to tend to the hundred acres of gardens and orchards. Jean did not mind the work, and did it well. And yet. The scorching sun, the dirt, the dust, the sweat, the blood, nothing could tarnish the beauty that lay underneath.

Prince Riko could not stomach it any longer. Jean Moreau attracted attention that was rightfully Riko's. He'd even caught Prince Kevin's eye, and that would not do. They were princes. Jean was nothing. He was property Riko owned, and Jean would do best to remember it. So Riko took to more drastic measures.

For a fortnight, Prince Riko kept Jean locked in the dungeons, and day after day, night after night, he broke bones, cut skin, beat the body black and blue. Prince Riko tarnished him until what his eyes saw satisfied him, until he no longer saw grace and fairness upon Jean Moreau.

There was a guard down there, one the prisoners tolerated more than the others, because of his good nature. Each watch, Jeremy Knox had to endure Prince Riko's torture of this poor fellow he knew not from face nor name. Until one day, it all stopped, and the jailed bird was left to die, long forgotten by Prince Riko, his sinful cravings purged. But no physician was sent. No nurse, no apothecary.

No matter what a man has done, Jeremy Knox believed they deserved pity and redemption. And so no matter the crimes this man had committed, Jeremy could not watch him die like this.

But he was not prepared for the horror that lay in this fateful cell. Broken and unrecognizable, Jean could not even speak for himself, out of it most of the time. Still, Jeremy persevered and tended to the wounded, until his superiors warned him Prince Riko had completely forbidden it, Jeremy's action having reached his ears.

Only one path remained for Jeremy Knox. Under a crescent moon, he stole away the wrecked captive and fled to the woods beyond the castle, hellbent on saving this man he did not know. Knocked out for his own good, Jean forgot most of the horse ride and woke up to a quaint little cabin hidden in the forest, with a strange man tending to his open wounds and fractured bones.

Things seemed to slow and calm down, until hunters come, targeting Jean and anything standing in their way. One lets them go, a small man with fire for hair, but others will follow. Jean and Jeremy must flee again, this time also to look for answers, as not everything is as it seems. The Old Gods are not as dead as the King preaches, and life is far from being over for one Jean Moreau. There are legacies to reclaim, revenge to seek, and love to accept.

Snow White meets Cinderella meets Greek Mythology meets Fantasy? Jean Moreau, son of Aphrodite? Jeremy Knox, knight in shining armor with a heart of gold? Evil Prince Riko? Usurper King Tetsuji? Rightful Heir Kevin? Hunter Neil Josten? Jerejean!!

[punksdoll]

Hihi the Cody anon is back (the one who gave you two prompts :3 if it’s okay I would like to have like a emoji the represent me? Because I love your writing and I’ll be requesting a lot in the future so if it’s good I’m just gonna use this emoji to represent me :)! 🪼)

This time I would really enjoy it if you did like a celebration moment. Kind of like when Montez and Angelo came out to celebrate with Bianca when she won the royal rumble, but with the reader winning the championship off of Rhea. Bonus points if you include Jey/Sami/KO coming out to beat up the judgement day so Y/N could win !

Tysm :)! I really do appreciate you ! Tysm!

~~~𝑺𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒓~~~

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𝑱𝒆𝒚 𝑼𝒔𝒐 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎! 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕🫶🏼𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈🪼<𝟑𝟑𝟑

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉�� 𝒋𝒅, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

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“What the-“ Y/n starts as she is dragged out of the ring and outside of it. “Who the hell.” Y/n turns around to see Dominik smirks down at her. “Excuse you?”

Dominik chuckles, “We’re gonna do everything we can to make sure mami wins.” Dominik smirks.

The ref walks over there and starts yelling at Dominik to back off and for y/n to get back in the ring. While they’re distracted, on the left side of the ring is Rhea getting handed over some brass knuckles by Damian and Finn as they encourage her to get up and finish the match. Y/n looks Dominik up and down before sliding inside the ring as Rhea gets away from her group and towards her with a smirk.

Dominik takes it as his cue to grab at the ref’s leg, making the ref turn around and start yelling at him. Y/n looks back at them and looks over at Rhea who throws a punch at her with the brass knuckles. Everyone starts booing as they watch Rhea throw the brass knuckles out and rushes over to catch the referee’s attention. The ref looks over and watches as Rhea goes to pin.

Rhea stops mid way and snaps her head up as Jey Uso’s theme songs hits. The Jd watch as Jey, Kevin, and Sami run down the ramp and charges at them. They start a brawl outside the ring and Rhea, being distracted herself, slides out the ring and tries stopping the brawl.

Jey looks over at her and shakes his head, “Why you cheating?” Jey raises an eyebrow as he starts distracting Rhea, seeing y/n slowly get up from the corner of his eyes.

“What are you talking about? Get out you’re ruining my match.” Rhea shoves him.

“Ok.” Jey says, moving to the side as y/n runs at her and hits her with a mid air ddt.

Y/n rushes to get Rhea in the ring before climbing on the top ropes and hitting her air finisher. Y/n pins her and catches the win, being everyone new woman’s world champion.

Kevin slides in with the belt in his hand as he hands it over to y/n who stares at it in amazement. “Is this real?” Y/n looks up at him with a big smile.

“Real as ever.” Kevin smiles as Jey and Sami slide in as well.

“Raise it up.” Sami encourages her and Y/n slowly raises the title up and immediately the crowd starts chanting

“You deserve it!” *clap* *clap* *clap*.

The crowd chants that over and over again as the trio helps Y/n up on the ropes to hold it high up.

“Their right yk?” Kevin says as they walk up the ramp.

“About what?” Y/n questions.

“You sure as hell deserve it.” Sami smiles as Jey and Kevin grab her hand and raise it up. The title shining the most.

[catzalvarez]

My Jean/tsc playlist "a cool evening breeze. rainbows. open roads. friends" so far, explained. Part headcanon, part canon-related:

Vampire by Olivia Rodrigo:

Ooh, auch auch auch. This chorus makes me think of both Zane ("You made me look so naive"/"The way you sold me for parts") and Grayson ("As you sunk your teeth into me"/"Bloodsucker, famefucker"/"Bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire".

The verses don't really fit, but the chorus.. ouch. The vibe is also both angry and sad, and I want Jean to get angry.

Daffodil - Florence + The Machine:

Ofc had to include this bc of the title. Also:

"A generation soaked in grief" -> Jean, Kevin, even Riko to some extent.

"Sometimes, I see so much beauty I don't think that I can cope", Jean counting reasons to live!!

Fare Well by Hozier

If Jean wasn't the hedgehog under the wheel (earlier lyric) idk what he was. But, "out here trying to feel good again". A boy too soft for the world, but still trying to heal.

My Kink Is Karma by Chappell Roan:

I just think Jean deserves to feel vindictive and petty about Riki's breakdown and subsequent death. As a treat.

Perfect Day by Lou Reed:

Teammates. Friends.

Too Sweet by Hozier:

Works mostly for Renee/Jean right now, but I like to think of it as a JereJean song as well. Jeremy might be fucked up (definitely hinted to), but he's also very optimistic in tsc. Also it's a song from Jean's pov anyway.

Never Let Me Go by Florence + The Machine:

Water related trauma, but coming out on the other side though bruised and battered.

Good For You by Olivia Rodrigo:

I ALSO think Jean gets to be mad and bitter at Kevin, even though I love Kevin. I just think Jean deserves to grieve and be mad.

Bad Idea by Girl In Red:

Renee/Jean!!