#bss fanfiction

[letsgivethisonemoreshot]

Indecent Proposal

Gang Shit part 5

Summary: This story is just never going to leave me. Kate has to tell Tyler that they're needed for a meeting. While having a rare discussion, Tyler discovers that Kate needs a little help and offers a solution. But by the end of the night, she gets a lot more than she planned. Still all @norfkid fault. Also this is not the end. I have more in the mind planned.

Trigger Warnings: Language, implied sexual situations,

Words: 2,093

Kate walked through the hallways of the mostly empty house until she came to Tyler’s room. His door was wide open so she stood at the opening and knocked on the door frame. He looked up from what he was doing and smiled when he saw it was her.

“Katie. To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from you?”

“Call me that again and I’ll rip your balls off,” She replied abrasively. “Trent called. He said that when he gets back tonight he wants to have a meeting with is about starting our plans with Judgement Day.”

“Oh. Does that mean we’re going to dress you in all leather and you pretend you’re a dominatrix?” Tyler asked raising his eyebrows.

“It’s a good thought, but you don’t seem like the kind of person that wants to lend out their own clothes,” Kate smiled sweetly.

“I’d make a joke about you searching through my closet for something to wear, but you’d come no where near here if you knew what kind of stuff I had in there.”

Kate stood silently in the doorway not quite sure how to respond. Of course Tyler finds ways to throw sexuality, innuendos, and threats into any conversation, but this time Kate actually found herself intrigued by his statement. She spent enough time around Tyler to know that he was dead serious about what he said. And she found herself wondering what type of things he kept hidden in his own personal space.

“Thinkin’ about takin’ a look?” He asked breaking out of her thought.

Kate slightly shook her head, knowing she must have looked a bit silly staring off into space. “No thanks. I’m good.”

“You sure about that? Your fuck buddy and Ridge have been gone for a bit and probably aren’t going to be home until at least Thursday.”

“Gee, thanks for your concern. But I think I’ve got myself handled thanks.” Kate replied with sarcasm.

“I don’t know. You’re getting bitchier by the day.”

He was right, not that she’d ever tell him that. She had been getting easily agitated lately and her lack of intimacy was most likely to blame. It had been a while since she and Pete had hooked up, and she hadn’t really been with anyone since she started living with Trent’s organization. There hadn’t really been much of a need to go outside of who she had, especially when they both had a good time. But the last few days she had been really worked up. So much so that masturbating just wasn’t doing anything for her.  

“You’re a real asshole sometimes, you know that?”

“Thank you darlin’,” Tyler replied with a huge smile across his bearded face causing Kate to roll her eyes.

“God I can’t stand you,” She mumbled.

“I know,” He acknowledged her comment anyway. “You know you can probably always talk to Trent. He has a bunch of clubs filled with ladies for whenever any of us want a little fun. I’m sure he can do something for you.”

“He’ll probably tell me that’s what Marcel and Fabian are for,” She sighed.

“What? Not your type?”

“The point of hooking up with someone is to feel good, so no not really. My type would be someone that actually knew how to get a girl off,” She answered as she leaned against the frame to get more comfortable.

Her comment caught Tyler off guard and he burst out laughing. Sure the two groups had been friendly since slightly joining together, but they weren’t close by any means. Tyler, Pete, and Ridge had made fun of Marcel and Fabian behind their backs before, but Kate was never apart of it. Hearing her join in actually dropped his guard a bit, and hearing him genuinely laugh brought a small smile to Kate’s face. She crossed her arms as she continued to lean against the door frame on her shoulder.

“You don’t think they can?”

“One, I’d bet five grand that no matter how big of a game they talk, they couldn’t find my clit even with directions. Two, even if they could, they wouldn’t. They’re the type that only care about their own pleasure and that defeats the purpose of me hooking up with them.”

“Well if you ever feel the need, my closet is your closet,” Tyler said after a chuckle.

“Thanks, but I’m not sure I’ll ever be that desperate,” She replied as she pushed away from the frame about to leave.

“Whatever you say Katie,”

“The fuck did I tell you about calling me that?” She asked harshly as she stopped herself from walking away.

“They’re right here. Come and take ‘em.”  He challenged while he continued to mess around with what he was working on.

“Believe me if there is ever an opportunity for someone to cut your manhood off I would be the first in line.”

Tyler chuckled before looking her in the eyes, a darker tone coating his voice as he spoke now. “You seem to forget just how much of a man I am love. You know damn well I’m capable of making any woman scream. Just depends on them if it’s pain or pleasure.”

“Well you’re always a pain in my ass. And not the good kind,” Kate retorted, trying to sound how she normally does around him and not as if his words were bringing him back to the night she met him.

“You get that for free. Just a perk of living here.” He joked while winking at her. But, you could get the pleasure too. Just tell me how you want it.”

He set down the electronics he had been playing with on a desk that was by his bed standing there with his arms crossed as if he was making a legitimate offer. Kate was fine with this just being banter between them, but the longer she stood in his room with him, and the longer he talked, the more she didn’t want to leave. Somehow through her conversation with him she had felt her underwear damped throughout the course of it. Now painfully aware that she had been slightly squeezing her thighs together to try and relieve the building pressure. And incredibly embarrassed because she realized she didn’t know how long she had been doing so.

“But that part’s not free. Hypothetically speaking.”

Tyler crossed his arms. “Quite simple really. I get you off. You get me off. And I get to enjoy the visual of you falling apart for me. That’s always a plus.”

“You say that like I’d just fall into your bed and start begging.”

He shrugged. “Might have to. What if once I get you under me I tell you I want to hear you beg for it or I won’t make you cum. Then what? You have two choices. Leave unsatisfied and hornier than ya were when you came in here, or beg.”

‘No one would ever be that needy’ is the response that would have usually left Kate’s mouth. Except for in this instance, she might be. She might have to swallow her pride and the dislike she had for Tyler just to get some relief. She just had to figure out if she’d be able to look herself in the mirror later if she gave in.

“Fuck it,” She mumbled as she walked fully into his room to where he stood, slamming the door closed behind her. “You got fifteen minutes Bate.”

Tyler chuckled briefly before grabbing Kate by the arm and carefully spinning her around to face the bed before pushing down on her upper back. Kate let him bend her over the edge of the bed as goosebumps began to rise out of her flesh. Partially for the excitement of what was about to happen. But partially nervousness of being alone with him and allowing him to have control. He stood behind her, one hand placed on her hip as he pulled her lower body closer to his. Kate wiggled against him, trying to get comfortable, and was able to feel just how hard their conversation had made him. Tyler didn’t expect it and a slight groan fell from his lips as he pushed his body even closer to hers, grinding against her. His other hand slowly traced up her back to the back of her neck as his fingers slowly intertwined with her hair before pulling on it yanking her head up. He smiled as she pushed against him even more.

“You’re in my domain now sweetheart. I’ll play with you as long as I want.”

Later that night, Kate was walking down the hallway towards Trent’s office he had on the top floor of the building. She knocked on the door at precisely the time he told her to be there and was met with his deep voice on the other side telling her to come in. She opened the heavy wooden door and entered to see Trent sitting in the large chair behind his desk. Tyler was already in the room, but she also noticed another man in one of the seats across from the desk. Kate was slightly confused at first because she thought the meeting was suppose to just be herself, Tyler and Trent. She had never seen this other man before.

“Ah. Needed to bring in one of your girls for the next meeting? Long day?” The man asked as Kate got closer to the desk.

Her face scrunched up slightly as she heard what this man had to say. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but before she was able to answer, Trent spoke.

“No. Not this time. She’s worth more than some whore on her knees.”

Kate found herself smiling at his answer. She felt pride in herself that he thought that highly of her. It made her feel like she was a beneficial part in his organization, and doing a good job proving her loyalty. It made her feel like when she was younger and Sheamus had taken her in and began to show her the ropes. She picked everything up quickly and he would tell her what a good job she was doing. And her worries began to fade about useful enough to have a place to stay and become an active part of the group. She hadn’t felt that in a long time.

“You got a girl working for you now? And a hot one at that?” The mystery man asked surprised. “She could make you a lot of money in your club with that look.”

“Look at that face,” Trent instructed as he pointed at Kate. “I’ve seen that face sad, angry, upset, happy, you name it. That face can infiltrate anyone’s heart and can be a ticket inside. That is entirely more valuable than however many twenties will get thrown at her in a night.”

“Well then,” He began as he started to stand up. “If you ever change your mind and want to test her out, let me know.”

“I’d quit while ahead if I was you mate. Her bite is actually worse than her bark.” Trent warned.

“And I’ve heard her bark plenty. It’s pretty vicious.” Tyler added.

“Close the door on your way out. Someone will show you to the front.”

Kate didn’t say anything to him, but tried to keep a stern look on her face which was a bit difficult since she was beaming internally. She waited until the door was closed before she spoke.

“Well he seems nice,” She stated sarcastically.

“You shoulda heard him earlier. Lad doesn’t know when to shut up,” Tyler said.

“Sounds familiar.”

“At least I was here to listen to him,” Tyler mumbled.

“Hey. I got here at the time Mr. Seven asked me to be here.”

Trent cleared his throat causing both of them to stop talking and look at him.

“In order for this to work, I’m going to need the two of you to work together and trust each other. Is that going to be a problem?”

“Of course not boss. You know I’m always professional when I need to be. And you know where my loyalty lies.” Tyler answered.

“What about you?” He asked as he looked at Kate.

Kate looked over her shoulder to Tyler, then back to Trent.

“No, sir. Tyler may be a dick and there may be times I’d like to shove a cactus down his throat, but I know he has my back. And I’ll have his.”

[simpxxstan]

boys over flowers (booseoksoon + chan)

this summer, four new teachers are joining sebong elementary school: kwon soonyoung, the physical education teacher, lee seokmin, the science teacher, boo seungkwan, the music teacher, and lee chan, the dance teacher. join them as they embark on this new journey, and how they navigate through the world of romance and friendship!

a series of four short stories, wrapped around the same setting, arriving soon!

themes: elementary school teachers!au, romcom-ish, fluff, minor angst

word count: less than 10k for each oneshot

#1: lunch lee seokmin x f.reader genre: strangers to lovers out now!

#2: it isn't you boo seungkwan x f.reader genre: exes to lovers out now!

#3: flat no. 1102 lee chan x f.reader genre: friends to lovers release date: 30th May

#4: bad boy bad girl kwon soonyoung x f.reader genre: enemies to lovers release date: 2nd June

all release dates are tentative! warnings and word counts for each oneshot will be mentioned when they are released.

[sweetiesicheng]

seventeen - episode

woozi x reader

word count : 772

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"the mafia were..." one of your coworkers spoke into the microphone while looking at a sheet of paper, "dino, seungkwan, and jun.”

“what?” vernon spoke in disbelief while looking at seungkwan.

"it was you?!" hoshi shot up in his seat, looking at seungkwan.

seungkwan laughed while hoshi sunk to the ground in bewilderment. "thank you for not killing me off so early for once," seungkwan spoke up as he stood up from his seat.

"good job hyung!" dino cheered from the visible sidelines. he had died along with s.coups, the8, joshua, and woozi.

"wen junhui, you betrayed me!" mingyu complained to the dancer, who was sitting next him.

“hey, i didn’t betray you. i only played you,” jun said to mingyu.

"hey hey hey, where was the money?" dk asked out of curiosity.

"you need to see it to believe it," dino said as he walked over to the couch where wonwoo and jeonghan were sitting on. "you guys passed by it so many times too," he added.

"we know this place is huge, but we checked a lot of places already," wonwoo said to dino.

"i wanna go see where it is," joshua spoke up and some of them stood up from where they were sitting. you followed the group along with a few other camera operators to show where the money was.

the game was played in a small movie theater with access to the lobby, a party room, two concession stands not including the one in the lobby, and two theaters. dino led everyone to a plotted plant by one of the confession stands. he carefully lifted one of the giant leaves to reveal the money that was taped to a leaf.

“how’d it stay on there so well?” vernon questioned while observing the plant, “oh, it’s fake,” he said after touching a leaf.

"these leaves are pretty durable," jun laughed as dino carefully took the money off of the leaf.

"wow, just wow," the8 said with his arms crossed, “good job with that.”

"hey, dino, you'll share the money with me, right?" s.coups asked, throwing his arm over the youngest.

"no way! you killed me off!" dino yelled at s.coups and shoved the money into seungkwan's hand.

"i was just listening to jeonghan. i swear," s.coups said to him.

the singer almost charged at s.coups. "excuse me? what happened to our alliance?" he asked, "i'm never teaming up with you ever again," he stated while they started walking back to the main lobby.

the ending scene was filmed before the recording ended. you started putting the equipment away as other staff members started dismantling stuff or managing everyone.

you heard someone sigh and turned your head to see the8.

"you okay?" you asked him.

he smiled, "yea. i'm just surprised it ended like that. this episode is gonna be a good one," he said to you.

you nodded in agreement, "this one was a lot of fun." you closed a case to something, "are you guys going home?" you asked him.

"yea, we didn't have a schedule today besides this," the8 mentioned. "are you and woozi going out?" he asked.

"i think we're gonna go to his studio. he said he wanted to work on something earlier, so i'm just tagging along," you mentioned. the8 nodded before walking back to join the others.

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after all of the equipment was put away into a truck, you drove back with the staff members to the company building. once you were back, you helped bring in whatever needed to be brought in before going to woozi's producing room.

he had already gone there and was sitting on his phone at his desk.

"you should've found the money so we could buy dinner tonight," you said as you walked into the room.

he turned in his chair, "at least i'm not broke," he said to you. "i ordered food already," he mentioned. you nodded your head and sat down in the chair next to him.

"today was fun," you said to him. "i wanna play one day," you mentioned as woozi put his phone down.

"it’d be fun if we got the staff involved like that one time. that would be a lot of fun actually," he said to you. "did you get good shots of me?" he asked you.

you smiled, "yea, enough to blackmail you for the rest of your life," you said to him before he playfully rolled his eyes at you. you reached in and pecked his cheek right as he turned the monitors on. "love you."

woozi leaned in towards you and kissed you, "love you more."

[starrynightarchive]

⭐️

listen. listen the fyolai fic I wrote w ali might have single handedly KO'ed both of us but. do you understand. how cool that thing is. like. fyodor comes back from the dead like Nikolai wanted him to but he's all wrong pieces stuck together. He smiles and talks, but it's not right. It's so wrong and the way ali and I portrayed it makes me go insane

listen. this is how we wrote the story: I'd write 300-500 words, hand it over to ali. Ali would do the same, hand it over to me. Sounds like a goddamn nightmare, right? you're right it was. but that was the intention. We wanted to create a piece that was so dissonant but it worked but it also did not so that it left people with this lingering sense of unease that "hey this is good but. something is off and it's bothering me. " and tbh we had no direction no outline no nothing. We were close to crying throughout the whole thing. But we did it and like. Do you see? Do you see how our writing process mirrors Nikolai's desperation? Do you see that stroke of genius? Do you see? DO YOU?????

you can read it here.

[okmcintyre]

If We're Here (for the Rest of Our Lives) by twosuns

My Bellarke Secret Santa gift for @writetheniteaway 💙

Wishing you a very, very happy New Year!! Hope you enjoy reading this one & tysm for the prompt!

Written for #bellarkegifts2023, prompt of: "PTSD/nightmares/injuries... any of that sweet sweet angst". I took THE MOST angsty storyline and flipped it to a version that I hope y'all will enjoy. Bellamy + Clarke + stuck on a planet together, probably to die there. They both have a hard time with it.

Big thanks to @bellarke-events for organizing this great event! Fandom has gifted us so much fanfic to catch up on 🤩💕☺️🎉

[trowel1sthename]

7 PM - Lee Seokmin

pairing: seokmin x nurse fem!reader

prompt: you went to Han River feeling drained by the stress as a health worker in a foreign country.

warning:

few medical terms were included and might as well encounter grammatical errors due to lack of proof reading

wc: 2k

note:

it's mainly inspired by BSS new released Second Wind track, 7 pm. So please stream the whole album, BSS and their production did well upon manufacturing this whole masterpiece possible.Enjoy!

photo credits: dk_is_dokyeom

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Everyone could tell that you're not at your best today. You just can't accept the fact that one of the patient you've grown close to expired. You remembered how her eyes sparkled, her endearing smile and hopes as young as adolescent whilst her condition deteriorating every encounter. However, today, it came to an end. She left not in the four corners of her ward...but for good - with nothing but memories you'll cherish. A foster family you'll remember 'till your last breath. 

It is true they say that the feeling would be worst than your first heartbreak. 

Staying in a foreign country was far easiest. Starting from the day you land and explore a few feet from Incheon Airport to attest your luck as a foreign worker, the strong glare and the whisper you receive were enough to shoo anyone back from where they came from. But it neither touched the outer layer of your ego nor simply frighten you. 

You just never thought your profession could hurt you more than anything.

However, you are well aware that this instance was just the dawn of the distress you may face as a health worker and to this country. The news was enough to tell you the trend. But having a family to feed also reminds you to take a blind eye onto that and keep your personal feelings out of your way (especially in this kind profession).

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You weren’t sure where you get the energy of walking from the hospital you were in, yet you just know that you needed a most placid place you could reach to vent all the bitterness of the day bombarded you. The vibration of your phone reminded you of how selfish you were to silent your notifications and leave your poor co-nurse oblivious of your immediate absence. Maybe an Iced-Americano would do the trick for the next day? 

All you could think of as of now is to deliver your last farewell to your friend.  Maybe Han River could never be as high to reach the highest of heaven or be the most secluded area for your intention, but you know this would be the best place for her.

Once you get the right spot of the bridge, you will tell her that you kept your promise, just a bit late. You will tell her how lonely you felt since her absence and also regretful of not coming here with her any sooner. Though it might take time for the wound to heal, you also promise her that you will. 

While walking, eyes alternating the minimal car passers and the tiny city lights, you can't help but to reminisce the sequence of the day that left you soulless and emotional. 

How could this day be so harsh on you when all you did was to heal people? Wasn't that a positive thing to do?

The bus perfect for you to arrive at your hospital on time left early than expected so you have no choice but to take cab that charged you double the average. Again, another patient you almost lost, even when you desperately want to resuscitate them, yet you can't due to their DNR order. And just as you thought you could somehow relief some of the overwhelming events from this day, the family call that you received for the first time after the long week got ruthlessly cut shortly after the poor internet connectivity.

You want to cry... yell... anything that could somehow release the burden you were feeling. But you instead choose to extract them out by a long sigh, afraid that someone was there as well to have their peace.

The thought itself aches your whole body to completely drain its optimism, and also pleading you to pause for a bit from your undying walk. You just felt sorry for yourself since the confidence you openly display to your family and friends upon conquering the dilemma of a health worker seems to fall off. “Sorry...” It is more intended for yourself than for the people you think of. The cold wind of this country just hits differently from your own. You involuntarily grasp your left hand to the bars of the bridge just to secure your balance caused by your fatigued well-being and the other were to hold onto the caffeine you manage to take out at the convenience store down the street. Also, this is your way to position yourself to have a good view of the night sky being beamed by the little lights of the city.

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“Ilgupsie manna yaksok jangso hangang...” Your solicitude got suddenly interrupted by the singing of this random Korean folk. Thankfully, their voice was soothing enough for you liking orelse you could possibly thrown your coffee straight to them by irritation. The melody is precise for the scenery – too precise to the point that it comforts your current resistless state and yearn to hear for another entry. It was too good, yet you reminded yourself that this night is intended for your re-charging, ALONE.

Just so you’re about to confront them to give you your peace and sing their song to themselves, their sniff prevents you from doing so. “...ppalli anda sigan a meomchwora, Be here with me.” 

He flinched. The sudden contact of your elbow to his makes the young man startled and withdraw his initial thought of him being alone. Seriously, how did you get there? “Maybe you need this more than me” You offered the caffeine you were holding for about half an hour that almost lost its warmth due to the bold wind assaulting you. 

“What’s this?” He eyed the caffeine.

“Act of service… felt like I needed to.” Nonchalant with your acts, you simply turn to face the young man for you to void being rude. "And don't you worry, it wasn't touched yet." You studied his features. His strong strong masculine demeanor is quite the opposite of this childish behavior you perceived. His cheeks were pinkish from the cold, his nose bridge was high, and his monolid doe eyes radiates pure innocence to the point that it felt wrong to see him shed tears right in front of you. This vulnerable state of him alerts your mere instincts to protect him at all costs. God, I thought I’m off duty. 

You could also tell that this guy is well-off just by judging how he dressed.  The white polo under his dark brownish denim paring with a classic black jeans sounds basic, however this guy just manage to make them look expensive - they could possibly be branded. 

“Thanks” He accepts the offer with a small smile as you detach your stare to refrain yourself from any further thoughts and point them back to the city lights ahead. “I’ve never seen you coming.” “I arrived first.” You clarified.

Just before the unnamed latter spoke, his alarm rang. ”Sorry for the surprise, just a routine that’s needed to be done.” The small nod that the gentleman receives from you makes him at ease that he somehow confirms that his presence wasn’t bothersome to you. At least he knows you weren't going anywhere just yet by witnessing your calm frame against the rails of the bridge.  “It’s 7 pm. I set that alarm as I learned that the Han Bridge River got emptied by that specific time stamp. It is a good coincidence though. My work ends about 20 minutes before so I think it is a good thing to loosen myself a bit to my favorite place.” So, he frequents here? You thought. Though it wasn't really something substandard, it just wonders you how can he be so warm to a person he barely knows. 

“Seokmin” You didn’t ask but he did it anyway. “Thanks for the coffee by the way. It helped a lot.” You also ponder where you get the guts of offering your only caffeine after walking miles just to grab that favorite liquid of yours. “It wasn’t really generous to consider after all. Take that as a fair human act.” Lies.

Now it was his turn to face you to catch a glimpse of this humble human-kind he came across with. Now he knows that you're a health worker just by how your white uniform peek through against your jet-black trench coat. No wonder why you're being unselfish to him. 

Seokmin didn't miss uneasiness due to the heels you were wearing. He could tell just by you were shifting them from time to time. "Here, wear this for the meantime." He wasn't certain why he kept bringing extra slippers while going to this specific bridge despite wearing the most comfortable leather shoes he owned. 

Now he knows why. 

"Reciprocating are we, aye?" You chuckle, and too bad for you as you miss Seokmin smiles just as how lovingly your angelic giggle was. Why do you wear them though? Here's the thing. You ought to yourself that you should wear the most fashionable and high-class fits you could possibly dress to fairly fill in those aching days when you couldn't due to the high tropical country you lived in. Coats and high heels were impossible as the high heat and uneven placement of lands forbid you so. And now you're suffering because of your extra self.

"Let me do that." He was hesitant at first.

Seokmin witnessed how you struggle removing your cone heels in spite of them being 4 inches high, and the jet-black trench you were wearing was also adding weight to your difficulties. So as the gentleman he is, he thought of helping this extra woman in front of him.

Once he settled himself crouching - he first starts with your right heels and you know your cheeks were not only blushing due to the cold weather just by how this fine man were ready to help you with your stupidity.  You weren't used to these kinds of gentleman act and you will never. 

"I went here for a friend." It was your lowkey way to divert your fluttering heart. Thanks, God the guy was simply indulged with his work and did a small nod, or else he'll catch sight your most awkward state. 

"She passed this morning, and I'm only saying my goodbyes to her favorite place for her not to pout her way to heaven." You chuckled, and Seokmin knows that it's bittersweet. He could tell that you're somehow happy that you fulfilled your promised to your friend, however, the loneliness was still evident due to the sudden abscence. Damn, why does my tears only comes out now? Okay, stop now. You're not here to cause a scene.

"Excuse me for th-" "Hey, it's fine." He said as he slightly smiled - satisfied with his work while standing up and also never neglecting to stay delicate with you. "Tears were not only meant to display joy after all. They could as well be the silent screams of pain. It is excruciatingly painful to see your love ones have their last days with you and talk their last with you on their dead bed. I'm proud of you 'cause not all people have the courage to continue their way without those they cherish. Cry as you want. I'm right here to tell that you're protected from the judgements of the world with me. As long as you're with me." He smiled reassuringly.

Now, you hate Seokmin for making you cry even more. You closed your eyes and let few of your tears drop against your cheeks. You never thought that a barely known person can be this affirming as you were taught that you should never talk to a stranger. The comfort that you received from your family was as the same as Seokmin's. How was that possible? You thought. 

The sight ahead him indeed ache his heart. As much as Seokmin wants to hold you onto his arms and tightly embrace you and pat your head to somehow let you know that he's here for you to let out your pain with, if words was not enough. However, the young man never want to go beyond your comfort, or simply startle you with the gesture. So the brunet gentleman settle patting shoulder and accompany you with him by your side. 

"Maybe not as heavy as yours, since this morning, I wasn't feeling as good as usual. Maybe because of the lack of sleep? And it got worse when my hyung (Seungcheol) scolded me for something I didn't do and he didn't bother to asked anyone at the scene. It was Seungkwan who finished the entire Iced Americano intended for that one staff. Plus my tires are now flat due to some stray irksome lump that I didn't notice on the way here.” The narration makes you giggle a bit, that partly offended Seokmin, but also thankful for he succeeded on making smile. 

"Hey, that's not fair. My ego got offended because of the scolding, you know?" He later chuckle along seeing you being comfortable now around him. He just hopes that you smile more frequent now as he came to learn that it suits you more than your straight face when he first set his eyes on you.

You weren't sure who this Seungkwan was, but you’re slightly thankful for him doing that, or else you might not witness or less, would never meet this most sulky brunet gentleman ever. You just loved the way he looks down pouting at his toes when you got him vaguely offended.

“That’s fine. Maybe your hyung was just tired at that moment. You could go talk with him and settle things tomorrow between you both.” He nodded, seemingly agreeing with your proposal as a peacemaker and directing his brown doe eyes to yours accompanied by a smile.

Cute.

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The night passed with both of you sharing your stories about the day, and you will never forget how hilarious Seokmin's face was when he laughed (sounding like windshield) and spilled his coffee directly from his nose as for the reason of you cursing your head nurse with your language and also said their thank you when you explained it was translated as something complementing. At least Seokmin now would never want to be your enemy if doesn't to be cursed at. 

It definitely would not be the most visually pleasing side of the guy, but you know that his trying his best to make you happy for the moment. He may not withdraw all of the sorrow of the day, yet, at least he managed to lessen them and you're genuinely thank Seokmin for that. The guys is indeed a hidden angel. 

You checked the time, and the watch reminded you about the duty you have for the next day. “Maybe my leisure is done for tonight. I still have my responsibilities tomorrow. Oh, and thanks for the slippe- “You can keep them.” He reassured with a cheeky smile. You found it funny though. How would you use them daily considering their size? But it was still from Seokmin, you would kept them anyways.

The night ends with Seokmin accompanying you to your apartment and fairly convincing you a thousand times that his car would be fine with an ample amount of drive. 

After you bid your goodbye accompanied by a smile as a gratitude for all his kind gestures to you and finally, turn your back to Seokmin to call it a day – hands almost touched the door nub, “Does 7 pm at Han River sound good?” He smiled sheepishly, as you scoffed at the sudden offer “Are you asking me out?” 

“It was too early to say that, but maybe that’s the same thing. So, I guess? but more of a friend type.” He clarified, yet you're never aware of how hard he gather his last energy to utter those words. Also, Seokmin thanks the person who decided to place the lamp post not directly to where his car was or else, you would witness how flustered he is now. “And…oh, could we bring pizza as well?

You just simply shook your head and giggle at how ridiculous his remarks were. To be honest, you're undeniably the hardest to convince in anyway. Even your co-worker just accepts their defeat and simply quit to even try to ask you hang out with them. It wasn't really your thing though and they could never argue with you. Declining should definitely be the answer to this, however, your instincts is opposing the idea and tells you that Seokmin was no harm and could never do you wrong. Besides, if he did. He should've done his thing when you were at your vulnerable state, yet he did not. “Okay, same time, same place.” 

“Promise?” You sealed your promise by raising your pinky finger and curling them against Seokmin’s despite the air distance. “I promise.”

Now you know that you did chose the right choice just by eyeing how cutely he smiled - wrinkles also displaying at the mere corner of his eyes. And you know that they're genuine.

You actually forget to give your name to the gentleman. It was Seokmin who was smart enough to eye for any trance of your name on the caffeine you offer him from earlier. He wasn’t sure if it was a blessing that you left a sticky note in his car, which was intended for your colleague just by judging the foreign name written on it, he would surely give you a call tomorrow but for now, Seokmin will stay up ‘till eleven reminiscing the sweetest night he ever had.

[hannigramislife]

Help me decide what to write!

[edgessunflower]

WWE fanfiction recommendations

Mending what's broken by @goldenfoxe

Done with wrestling by @litaskick

It wasn't your fault by @bss-babygirl

Piggyback rides and forehead kisses by @wwewomenimagines

Ride or dies by @naturalxselection

The world outside by @fict1onallyobsessed

Holding hands by @rainchyna

Doodles by @aalyssah

I'll be there for you by @pandorasfavorite

Falling in love with Chyna by @aritamargarita

Shooting star by @buckysdolls

Ignored by @litaskick

Queen of my heart by @thewarlordsworld

Back to the top by @dimitrescus-bitch

Backstage admirer by @igncrxntripley

Thinking of you by @ryenwritess

Dating Eddie in the 90's by @rainchyna

Tired by @ripleyswrld

Stay by my side by @aalyssah

Coming out by @sunshineluver-66

Clean cut by @naturalxselection

My hero by @askforimagineoroneshot

The right date by @buckysdolls

Sealed and stamped by @naturalxselection

Not over by @pandorasfavorite

The hugger by @alafairftw

Where loyalties lie by @visi0naryyy

All yours by @riptideripley

Doubts by @lilsedge

Orange hair, don't care by @windhamsrotunda

Full Turn by @pandorasfavorite

Protective girlfriends by @gamergirl929

[erisenyo]

Questions for fic writers 1, 3, 5

Anon thank you so much for indicating the ask game, I did not realize I reblogged them both so close together lol

What inspired you to start writing fanfiction?

Epistles by Lady_of_the_Flowers lol. It is an absolutely stellar fic and I couldn't get it out of my head when I finished it. I kept imagining how the story might have gone on, what their BSS reunion could have looked like, how they might have found their happy ending...

And eventually I couldn't get it out of my head to the point that I wrote the BSS reunion (the teashop alley scene for any Burning Bright readers). And then I went hm, this could be better with a bit of context... (880K words later.)

3. Are there any specific themes you enjoy exploring in your fics?

I LOVE playing around with perception! How can two people experience the same event but interpret it differently because of their different frames of references. How can a character's behavior suddenly be recast in an entirely different light because of revelations about their background. How does an external POV contextualize or challenge or reframe an event. How does the reader's own perception come into play, whether through canon events or tropes or genre conventions, where expectation builds perception which then is challenged and recast by the unfolding events, not just within the text but within the reader as well.

5. What techniques do you use to create believable dialogue?

I really like writing dialogue, and I tend to think of building up an exchange in a few layers:

Verbal Habits: is your character a rambler (Sokka)? Blunt and terse (Zuko)? Always trying to poke fun (Toph)? Those verbal habits help build out the conversational voice of each character, and are often rooted in their characterization

Recognize Rhythm: Actual conversations tend to be a mixture of long and short sentences, exchanging listening and speaking, nonverbal as well as verbal cues. A hear-to-heart will have a different flow to it than shooting the shit after work.

Dialogue Isn't Perfect: People stutter and stumble, thoughts start and stop, there's cross-talk and interruptions, spoken word tends to be less formal than written word--building in those pauses and half-thoughts can help it feel more natural, and also show where a character is stumbling or struggling with a thought

Build Around the Words: layering in even simple action is a great way to make a piece of dialogue more engaging while also accomplishing some needed point A-to-point B or worldbuilding or exposition. Characters are also reacting to and thinking about what they're hearing, what they might say next, how it makes them feel.

Don't Forget Nonverbal Cues: Someone saying something with averted eyes and fidgeting hands suggests something very different than the exact same thing said with a direct gaze and squared shoulders. Body language makes the dialogue more rich.

Mix Up Your Sentence Structure: This is related to rhythm, but switch between using dialogue tags or not, put your internal aside at the front of a line of dialogue or the middle or the end, switch between long and short sentences. And do it all with a purpose--fewer dialogue tags and shorter lines of dialogue generally feel like a faster conversation, dialogue breaking in the middle tends to shift the emphasis of the sentence. Get a feel for the ways you can leverage your sentence structure itself to signal tone or pace or pauses!

For this Questions for Fic Writers asks game!

[ssreeder]

Hi, genuine question for Ur well being

Since this Is the last part/book of the Fanfiction i wanted to ask if u would be 'retelling' the whole series like if u would have to rewrite the whole season (cuz that would be SO MUCH WORK ITS CRAZY😭) or if u will like stop at some point of thr 'og timeline' bcuz from there on its almost thr same as the original (ex: aang's final battlr w ozai or the last agni kai of Zuko n Azula)

If u had to rewrite the og-show w a new timeline' how will the povs work? Like will u write aang's pov in the final Battle against ozai (cuz if u do ESP the part where he Is in the A.S the Kyoshi novels DID a pretty good job explaining It when Kyoshi entrrs It)

This Is Just for pure boredom 😭 cuz im so curious abt how u will write EVERYTHING (cuz its a LOT. Especially rewritin S3 tbfh)

LIKE thats ACTUALLY a LOT of work and i dont know if u have the sanity for that 😭😭 (NOT IN A NEGATIVE WAY IM JUST ADMIRINF UR MOTIVATION🙏🙏)

antways i LOVED the new chapter SM It was SUCH A chill n cozy One that now im so scared abt the next cuz Ur... EVIL(/j)

I also expected the cliffhanger to be DEVASTATING SND CRY ONCE AGAIN 4 THIS FIC but It wasnt ACTUALLY so bad but NOW U MADE ME CURIOUSSSSS

(will We get to see the Fire NATION Boys flashbacks back when they we're on the ship e zuko? Im still waiting to find out if IROH know abt jee.)

Now im even more frightened abt the next haha

Ok im done lol, love Ur work and KEEP UP (Sorry u had to read alltat:P)

Olllooooo!

ok anon so I’m not sure if you’re asking me if I plan to rewrite season 3 and the shows canon ending? But if you are, let me reassure you that I am absolutely not going to do that haha. LIAB won’t even end the same way the show ended so it wouldn’t even be possible for me to do that anyway

I love that you assume they’re gunna win the battle in BSS and go on to fight ozai -

what if they lose? Maybe the city falls and they have to leave it all behind and hide from the FN? Regroup, care for the injured, mourn the dead…

Speaking of dead. Fuck if what if Aang dies? Can’t fight ozai if he’s dead.

Azula loves to throw lighting & hates to lose so anything’s possible when you believe in yourself that much.

or maybe everything will be fine?! They will all be ALRIGHT because it’s liab and nothing bad ever happens in LIAB :D :D

sorry anon I won’t say what happens but I can promise you one thing FOR SURE - I will not be rewriting canon season 3 haha.

YAYAYAYAYAYYAYAAAA I’m super happy you enjoyed the last chapter haha the plot is beginning to move and we are headed towards the battle!!

as for flashbacks, the iroh zuko talk is an iroh pov and he’s super focused on the convo so unfortunately there won’t be much “flash-backing” but the ship will be mentioned so you never know haha.

thanks for the ask anon!!!

[sweetorangepoptart]

☁️🎨🧩🍦🍄🥤❄️

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?

Oh my gosh this is such a silly thing. I've had this username in one iteration or another since I was a middleschooler. My favorite color and flavor has always been orange. And I used to lament that they didn't make orange poptarts. So I started making my usernames OrangePoptart. I use Sweet in a lot of my usernames too for personal reasons. Funny thing is, a few years ago, they made a limited edition Orange Crush soda flavored poptart and I didn't like it very much 🤣

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

OH this one FOR SURE Like. The style, their body types, the outfits, Mako's gay hand on the hip pose...

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

Not much. I don't really have triggers and I don't get too bothered by grammatical errors. I think maybe if they're out of character without a clear reason for them to be out of character, that usually does it for me and I'll leave. Unrealistic smut can make me click back too.

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate

You're going to make me say something nice about RAIKO? Ugh ok. 1. He's the reason for Wuko, if you go based on commentary. Wu saw Mako in the paper and called Raiko up and said "Get me that guy". So good job Raiko you put these gay disaster boys together and now they're in love. 2. Uhhhh he contracted Asami to rebuild the city roads. Good instincts there. 3. idk if this is 'good' but I love the Avatar Legends detail that he and his wife now host a political radio show and apparently Wu had a disastrous interview on the show leading to the mandate that no government employee appear on the show.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

Oooooh here's a Wuko hc I don't talk about. I flip around the popular fanon that Wu always sleeps in and Mako's always awake first. Especially after Wu moves to Ba Sing Se, I hc that BSS time is about 3 hours ahead or Republic City. So when they visit each other, Wu is always awake first, literally up before the sun when he's in RC.

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

@starshinemaiden and @deerstalkerdeathfrisbee Wrote some great stuff for Wuko Week and both have great Longfics, Regularly Scheduled Miracles and Mako and the Terrible, Awful, No-Good, Very Bad Road Trip

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

That's a tricky one!! I'm not sure I can conceive of a dream theme or plot... But to plug a non-LoK author, @pikapeppa literally writes the best stories if you are into any of her fandoms. She captures character's voices better than anyone I know.

[tateannawrestling]

A Different I Love You

Me and BSS have been friends for 5 years now, it has always been the four of us. We spent all of our free time together, shared secrets no one else knew. We were the best of friends. That all ended when Tyler got a new girlfriend, Toni Storm. Well, he said that they were just friends but we all knew that wasn't true.

-

Me, Pete, and Trent were playing GTA, something that we usually do with Tyler, but when we invited him he said he had "an important night with Toni".

"No, no, jump, you have to ju-" I began to direct Trent who was playing, but I was cut off by the door opening. Behind it was Tyler and Toni. Trent paused the game and all of us looked at them, "What happened to your important night?" Pete asked Tyler and Toni in annoyance "They said that they didn't have our reservations" Tyler replied in air quotes "Hah! Losers!" I reply taking the controller off of Trent's lap unpausing the game. "What's your problem?" Toni finally spoke, "You." I reply in jealousy "Awe, how cute, she's jealous." She replies "Are you jealous? Are you? Are you?" She continued in a baby voice, getting close to my face, "Hey! Leave her alone!" Tyler yells, "What are doing? Why are you sticking up for her? Is she your side piece or somethin'?" Toni yells "No! But she is someone I love very much. And I'm not going to sit here and let you treat her like that." Tyler yelled back as Trent and Pete sit there in surprise at Tyler's actions. "Okay whatever, have her. I never liked you anyways" She admits as she storms off. Everyone except Tyler was shocked, we never saw that coming, not in a million years. They were always so lovey-dovey. "Wow.." Trent and Pete say in sync. "Y/N, may I talk to you, love?" Tyler asks, I nod and go with him to the other room, "Use protection!" Trent yells as we were walking to the other room, I just flipped him off. The other guys started up the game again while me and Tyler were talking.

"So, I- um, well, I-I-I love you." Tyler confesses as we are both sat on the bed in the dimmed room. "I love you too, Ty" I reply. Tyler has told me that he loves me so many times, this time was different though, I don't know how to explain it, it was just a different I love you. "No, love, you don't understand, I- I hooked up with Toni thinkin' it would make you jealous. You were getting so close to Pete and I felt like I was losin' you." Tyler confessed "Wait, so, you never had feelings for her?" I ask "No, love. The only girl I have feelings for is you." Tyler replies honestly, "You're so sweet, Ty and I love you so, so, so much-" I start "But..?" Tyler says thinking I was going to say that, "But. Right now, I want to kiss you more." I say staring at his lips, "Really?" Tyler asks "Really." I nod and kiss his lips, he kisses back. After about 1 minute of kissing, we pull away, "I love you" Tyler says "I love you too baby" I reply "B-Baby? Are we dating? Are you my girlfriend? Are you kiddin'?" He says super fast scrambling his words. I laugh and say, "Yes, we are dating" Then I kiss his lips once more, it turns into a bit of a make out sesh. It lasted 3 minutes until Trent walked, "Completed the mission" He says referring to the game, "You did, yes!" I say as I jump up going to the living room. "Looks like you did too" Trent said winking at Tyler as he was walking out of the door following behind me. Soon, we were all on the couch playing the game, "Just like old times" Tyler says pulling me under his right arm "Just like old times" I smile at him and kiss him, "Gross" we hear Pete say, as we all laugh.

source: wattpad - tateannawrestling

[chanslatte]

trust no one | svt social media au

+ profile 2

booseoksoon + woozi

booseoksoon: a trio comprised of lee seokmin, boo seungkwan, and kwon soonyoung (also known as hoshi). they are very well known among hankuk univesity students as they often perform (dance, sing, rap, do comedy, etc) during festivals as well as host several school shows. they’re multi-talented and can do almost everything. 

seokmin: bss’s leader. he’s a media and communications major and an amazing singer. him and the rest of bss met right before the started their first year at hankuk uni.

seungkwan: bss’s maknae from jeju. asian studies major and knows almost everyone in campus. very easy going and liked by his peers, and he’s very intelligent.

soonyoung: bss’s oldest member yet immature at most times. friends with jihoon since middle school and is in the dance club with chan. he’s in the education major with a dream of opening his own dance school one day.

jihoon: bss’s friend and somewhat like the manager of the group. he works with several companies and produces music. he helps bss produce their own songs, which became a big hit among university students in seoul. he also occasionally post covers on his social medias, earning new fans every day.

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[sweetiesicheng]

seungkwan - prank

word count : 692

happy birthday to our lovely seungkwannie~

—

"did you lose your sanity? you're literally insane y/n."

"oh be quiet seungkwan. if you don't want to be here, then leave. you don’t even live here," you said to him while pouring water into some cups that were on the floor.

"you literally told me to stand watch for you," seungkwan said to you.

you looked over your shoulder, "you could've just not listened to me. you don’t most of the time," you said to him before turning back and moving cups close together on the floor.

you were trying to prank your brother, who had put flour in the fan in your room a few days prior. to get him back, you planned to cover his entire floor in cups with water in them. seungkwan was only there to listen and see your brother's reaction when he comes home from his job.

you heard seungkwan sigh, "you're ridiculous."

"thank you!" you exclaimed.

you continued pouring water into cups and moving them around your brother's room. you had a smirk on your face almost the entire time because you couldn't wait for your brother to come home.

"here."

you looked to your side and noticed that seungkwan was handing you another set of cups since you were getting low.

"oh, thank you," you said to him. you took the cups from him and ripped the plastic bag around them open.

"do you want me to help?" he asked you.

"are you sure?" you asked him, "you don't have to help me."

"i'll just refill the water for you," he said to you. he grabbed the water pitcher you had been using and left your brother's room to go to the bathroom.

you adjusted some cups as you waited for seungkwan to come back. once he did, you resumed filling cups up with water with seungkwan watching over you.

"what even sparked this idea?" seungkwan asked out of curiosity.

"hoshi didn't tell you about our prank war?" you replied with a question.

"no, he didn't," seungkwan replied to you. "who started it? you or him?"

"i did. jeonghan was the one who gave me the idea cause hoshi had been messing with my stuff," you replied as you poured water into a cup.

"good lord..."

—

after what felt like eternity, you were finally done. you took a picture of your brother's room before quietly exiting.

"want to eat something?" you asked seungkwan as you two walked downstairs.

"sure," he replied, still carrying the water pitcher.

you started cooking while seungkwan lingered in the kitchen. once you were done cooking, you put food onto the table.

"thanks for cooking," seungkwan said as he sat down.

"no problem," you replied while cleaning a counter.

then, you heard the front door unlock and open.

"i'm home," you heard your brother announce.

"hi, loser."

"really, y/n?" hoshi said with a sigh. he closed the door and locked it before coming into the kitchen. "oh, seungkwan, you're here?"

"y/n needed me to do something," seungkwan lied to your brother as the latter sat down at the table. "was the store busy today?" he asked.

"for a week day, yea it was," hoshi replied and started eating. "thanks for cooking, y/n."

you hummed in response and finally sat down at the table. you started eating with them while hoshi recalled his day.

after everyone was done eating, seungkwan and hoshi washed the dishes for you. you went into the living room and turned a tv show on before speaking to your brother. "oh, hoshi. you had a package in the mail. i put it in your room," you lied in order to lure him to his room.

"a package? i didn't order anything..." hoshi said and dried his hands with paper towels. "i'll be right back."

you watched your brother leave the kitchen and head upstairs while seungkwan looked back at you with a smirk.

"yah! Y/N, WHAT DID— oh come on!"

"and i declare y/n as the victor," seungkwan announced while continuing to clean the dishes. you joined him, replacing your brother since he was going to be busy for awhile.

[wrasslegrrl-blog]

Post Match Pint (Part One)

Note: So I wanted to attempt a BSS fanfic, so here’s the result! Constructive criticism welcome! :) This is Part One of what I hope will be a longer series. Hoping to add smut later on if there is enough interest. Pairing: Reader/ Pete Dunne/ Tyler Bate/ Trent Seven This is set just after the WWE UK Championship Tournament, when Tyler is still UK Champion.  P.s. I did my best to write the canon version of the guys, so this is kayfabe, not how they are in in real life.

You glanced up from your place in the queue. A few metres away, you could see a table covered with hoodies, t-shirts and posters and just behind that, the trio whose faces were plastered all over the merch. You shifted nervously from one foot to the other as you inched closer to the front of the queue. You'd just watched Trent Seven, Tyler Bate and Pete Dunne team up in a six man match – it was the first time you'd seen them live. You'd been a big fan of BSS for a while now, watching a lot of their matches online and when you heard they were finally coming to your home town, you grabbed the chance to buy a ticket and see them in person. And now here you were, just a few paces away.

'Yeah?'

A Brummy voice suddenly called from the merch stand, rousing you from your thoughts. Looking up, you realized the voice belonged to Pete Dunne. Your cheeks suddenly burned hot, as you stepped forward. You internally cursed as all the witty conversation starters you'd planned during your time in the queue escaped you; your crush was getting the better of you. Although you'd never admitted it to anyone, you'd always had a guilty crush on Pete Dunne – all the members of BSS were attractive in their own way, but there was something about Pete's smugness that was appealing. And now, here he was and you were tongue tied.

Pete glanced up from the table, with a dead pan expression. He looked extra handsome tonight. He'd since changed out of his ring gear and was now wearing a camel topcoat over a white button up shirt and had his hair pushed back. Clearing your throat, you realized a few moments had passed and nothing had been said.

'Hey. I'll, uh, take that one please.' You managed, pointing at a BSS tee. Pete nodded wordlessly, turning around to reach for it. Your stomach still a bundle of nerves and excitement, you realized this wasn’t the encounter you'd hoped for. Maybe the old saying about never meeting your heroes was right. Looking to your right, you could see Tyler laughing and leaning into a selfie with some female fans. His WWE UK Championship was proudly slung over one shoulder, glinting beautifully in the lighting of the venue. A little further, Trent was chatting away and shaking the hand of a guy wearing a BSS cap.

The scene filled you with doubt. Everyone else seemed to be having a great time meeting the lads. Why was Pete so cold? Was he always like this? Was it you? He passed over the shirt as you handed him the cash.

'Thanks.' You smiled, holding your new tee. 'You guys were great, by the way. You really stole the show with your finisher.'

'Always do.' Pete shrugged, without so much as a glance at you. Heart pounding and a lead weight in your stomach, you turned to leave, realizing the conversation was going nowhere. A hand clapped down on Pete's shoulder and a warm voice called to you,  

'You local Bab? Know any good spots around here?'

You looked over your shoulder. Trent Seven was beaming over at you. He was standing behind Pete, who now scowled at the hand on his shoulder.

'Uh, actually yeah.' You'd never been a party animal but knew a few decent bars nearby. 'There's a place just round the corner.'

Trent clapped his hands together. 'Time to pack up, lads. I think a post match pint's in order!' Tyler shot a smile over at Trent, before beginning to pack the last of the merch into boxes. Pete rolled his eyes but begrudgingly began to help. Realizing this was probably your queue to leave, you turned to leave again, only to have a hand clamp down your shoulder.

'Oi Bab, where'd you think you’re going? We need our tour guide!' Trent raised an eyebrow as he smiled down at you.

'I wasn't sure...' You managed, your mouth dry with nerves. Head swimming, you asked yourself if this was real. Just a few hours ago Trent Seven had only ever been pixels on a screen and now he was asking you for a pint?

Trent must have picked up on your nerves, because his expression and tone quickly softened. 'There's a group of us going', he gestured over to a gaggle of people a few feet away, made up of a handful of wrestlers and ring crew. 'You're more than welcome to join.'

Taking a deep breath, you fought against your nerves and nodded. When would you get this opportunity again?

'I'd like that.' You answered, in what you hoped was your smoothest voice. A smile spread across Trent's face, before he called to the others that it was time to head out. Your group milled out of the venue, with you leading the way, Trent (who was chatting away to the others) and tailed by a scowling Pete.

After a few minutes Tyler had caught up with you, ahead of the crowd. 

'Evening.'

He nodded over to you, twirling his mustache. 'So what fine establishment will you be taking us to this evening?'

'Fine establishment? Jeez, no pressure!' You chuckled, feeling lighter already. 'There's a nice bar close by. Good selection of beers and music. There's a dance floor too. I'm not a big dancer though.'

'We'll soon sort that out.' Tyler winked, a glint in his eye.