#corey graves imagine

[glitchaxolol]

I’m such a softie for sweet Grayson istg

"She's My Wife, You Idiot!"

(Grayson Waller x Female Reader.)

(This has been on my mind for a while now, AND I CANT GET ENOUGH OF THIS MAN!)

Summary: You and Grayson have been married for over a year now and have kept it a secret. But after taking a terrible bump in the ring, Grayson can't help but come out to check if you're okay, and after Grayson said something to the ref, people find out your relationship.

(Warnings: Some cursing, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, secret relationship, injury, shitty summary and ending, cringe writing.)

Y/N had came to the arena with Grayson but eventually separated from him to go to one of her friends, Naomi, while Grayson went off to Theory.

"Hey boo!" Naomi said with her positive attitude, giving Y/N a hug in which Y/N returned.

Y/N gave Naomi a smile, talking about her upcoming match against Tiffany while the two walked to catering.

They grabbed their plates and sat down, talking even more.

"Yeah, I got to talk to Tiffany soon about the match, hopefully nothing goes wrong. She's a pretty good wrestler though, so I'm sure it will go as planned." Y/N said and Naomi nodded her head but it seemed like she was more focused on something else.

"Don't freak out, but it looks like Grayson is staring at you again with those stupid heart eyes." Naomi whispered and then Y/N turned around to her one and only husband staring at her.

"What a creep." Naomi said and rolled her eyes before pulling Y/N's gaze away from Grayson.

"He's probably staring at something else that happens to be in our direction." Y/N says, excusing it off.

Naomi looked at her and shook her head, taking another bite out of her food.

While the two went back to talking, Grayson had told Austin that he had to go back to his lockerroom and grab something, leaving catering.

Grayson had given Y/N a look that she immediately recognized.

After a Grayson was gone for a little bit, Y/N had made her excuse.

"Um, I'm going to go use the restroom, get my makeup and hair done, then chat with Tiffany about our match. I'll see you later Trin." Y/N said with a smile and Naomi nodded her head before hugging her goodbye.

"See you after the show boo!" Naomi said in her cheerful tone.

Y/N waved her bye before walking toward a secluded place.

She looked around and just before she turned around, someone had picked her up.

Y/N elbowed the person in their stomach but then heard a familiar groan.

"Grayson! I am so so sorry!" Y/N immediately apologized but Grayson waved it off.

"It's fine." He said clutching his stomach. "But damn can you elbow somebody." He said and Y/N cracked a smile which made Grayson smile.

Grayson gave Y/N a kiss, which then eventually turned into a makeout session.

"Grayson- Gray. I have to... go to hair and makeup, and your... lips are gonna be full of my lipgloss." Y/N had said in-between kisses.

"One more..." Grayson whined when she pulled away from the kiss.

Y/N sighed. "Your lucky I love you." She said before giving Grayson one last, long, and passionate kiss before she had to go.

"I'm very lucky, especially since your my wife." Grayson said in his Australian accent that always made Y/N weak.

They gave each other a hug, Grayson kissing Y/N on her head before she had to leave.

"I'll see you after your match." Grayson said as his match was later on than hers.

"Alright, I look forward to seeing my amazing husband." Y/N said which gave Grayson the biggest smile on his face.

"I love you." He said as she was leaving. "I love you more!" Y/N had to shout a bit but blew a kiss to Grayson, in which he caught it and put his hand over his lips.

She rolled her eyes before going to hair and makeup.

Grayson had returned to Austin and Austin just looked at Grayson weird.

"What mate?" Grayson asked Austin.

"What did you have to grab that you had to to take so long, and where is it?" Austin asked, looking Grayson up and down.

"It wasn't in my lockerroom and I had to use the restroom!" Grayson defended himself.

Austin sighed and turned away. While he did that, Grayson quickly wiped Y/N's lipgloss off of his lips.

-

"Alright, our match is next." Tiffany said as the two walked to gorilla.

"We got this Tiff." Y/N said, giving Tiffany a hug before their match in which Tiffany returned.

"I know girly, confidence is key." The barbie had said as my music had hit.

Y/N walked out to the ramp, the crowd cheering her on while the ring announcer introduced her.

She was a baby face, and the crowd loved her. Y/N was a like sunshine.

Grayson was a heel. The crowd always booed him and Austin.

They weren't that different, but even if people found out about their relationship, they would wonder how the hell the two even ended up together.

-

"And Y/N is on the ground! No! Please don't end like this!" Wade Barret screamed into his headset.

"Oh please! It's Tiffy Time!" Corey Graves said as they watched the match between the ladies.

Tiffany was positioned at the top rope, ready to give Y/N her finisher.

But just has she did, Tiffany landed a little awkwardly. But this didn't hurt Tiffany much, instead it hurt Y/N a whole lot.

Y/N had already hurt her leg during the match but it wasn't like this.

Her ribcage was throbbing in pain while Tiffany stood up and had her hand raised up high.

The ref had went over to check up on Y/N and after he realized what had happened, he called over the medics.

Grayson was backstage with Austin right by him. Austin was talking about something while Grayson was watching the match.

"Really focused on that match huh?" Austin said out of no where as he realized that Grayson was paying him 0 attention.

"Dude, it's so obvious you like her." Austin said, snapping Grayson into reality.

"Shit. It's that obvious?" Grayson asked, playing along.

"Yes!" Austin said, looking at Grayson with a shocked look.

"You always stare at her when she's in catering, you shamelessly and badly flirt with her so much that it makes my ears hurt and to the point where her friends think you're a creep." Austin says in a sorta rant.

"Her friends think I'm a creep?" Grayson asks Austin and Austin nods his head.

"Yes, Naomi always catches you staring at her, Tiffany has to endure you shamelessly flirting with her and by the looks of it, it makes her wanna throw up, and then Bayley and all of damage control look at you weird when you do all of those things." Austin says and Grayson stares at him with shock.

"And then! You are always talking about her. All I hear every day is, Y/N this, Y/N that. You are OBSESSED! Even Kevin has to hear it before we have a match." Austin said while staring at Grayson, finally finished with his rant but then looked back at the TV then at Grayson.

"I don't care, after this match you gotta tell her. I'll buy you ice cream after." Austin says.

"What-" Grayson starts before looking back up at the TV.

There was his wife, the woman he loved so dearly, lying in the ring hurt and being taken care of by medics.

He didn't give a damn in the slightest if anyone tried stopping him in what he was about to do.

"Grayson!" Austin tried calling after him but he was already gone.

-

"Well, it seems like Y/N has been seriously hurt..." Corey starts off before being interrupted by the random crowd pop.

"What in the hell is Grayson Waller doing running out to the ring?!" Wade Barret shouts again into his headset.

Y/N clutched her ribs as she heard the crowd and looked up to see Grayson and the ref holding him back.

"Why won't you let me help her?!" Grayson shouted at the ref while the ref held him back.

"What is going on?!" Wade Barrett and Corey said at the same time.

"Are you serious?" Grayson said as the ref wouldn't let him help Y/N.

But the words that would leave Grayson's mouth made the crowd start gasping and then cheering.

"She's my wife, you idiot!" Grayson shouted as loud as possible and the ref looked stunned as nobody knew about their relationship.

Grayson help up his hand with his ring finger, the wedding ring shining bright. He held it up to the crowd to prove that he was indeed Y/N's husband and that she was his wife.

Wade and Corey looked at each other confused.

"Marriage?!" Corey shouted.

"Y/N is married to HIM?!" Wade said.

The ref had finally let Grayson help her and as soon as he did, Grayson was already at Y/N's side.

"I'm here baby, I'm here." Grayson said in his Australian accent.

Y/N immediately reached to him and pulled him into a hug. She winced when she tried to get up, almost falling down but Grayson had caught her.

Grayson had let out a nervous laugh which made Y/N smile as she heard it.

Grayson had kissed her head while they walked down the ramp with the medical staff still checking up on her.

The both of them were hearing random shit from the crowd.

"YOU TWO ARE MARRIED?!"

"I DID NOT EXPECT THIS!"

"HOW THE HELL DID YOU TWO EVEN GET TOGETHER?!"

And a lot of other things. But they didn't care.

Grayson noticed Y/N struggling and swept her off her feet, carrying her bridal style.

The crowd cheered once more, a few awes here and there.

-

"Well, there's nothing majorly wrong with her your leg but you have sprained your ribcage." The doctor informed the couple.

"How long will I be out?" Y/N had asked, gripping onto Grayson's hand tighter that she previously was.

Grayson noticed her anxiety and slowly rubbed her hand, trying to make her feel better. In which he did.

"A good 6 weeks." Y/N had looked at the doctor dumbfounded but ultimately accepted the news.

Once the doctor left to give Y/N some space, tears were forming in her eyes.

Grayson and noticed and pulled his wife into a hug.

"6 weeks?" Y/N said softly as she held onto Grayson.

Grayson looked at her face and he could have broke down right then and there from seeing his wife like this.

"It's going to be okay." Was all he said though.

"It's 6 weeks of me not being here!" Y/N shouted with a cry.

"I don't even... and it's just my fucking fault, and I hate it so much. If I had maybe agreed to Tiffany doing her other finisher instead of her moonsault, maybe I-" Y/N's rant was interrupted by Grayson kissing her.

After a little while, Grayson pulled away, leaving her to want more.

Y/N turned away but Grayson made her look at him.

He wiped away her tears and held her face in his hands.

"It isn't your fault." He said quietly.

"Everything will be okay. You will be back in action in no time." Grayson reassured Y/N.

"I can't stand to see my beautiful wife cry." Grayson said his damn Australian accent that Y/N had always loved.

Y/N looked down as she blushed but looked back at Grayson, leaning in for another kiss.

But before they could, they were very rudely interrupted by someone barging in the room.

Or should I say people.

"Wife?!" Austin shouted. Grayson smiled at Austin's shock and confusion.

Naomi and Bayley came in, standing next to him.

"You are MARRIED, to HIM?!" Naomi said loudly and looked at Grayson and Y/N.

Bayley shook her head and whispered something.

The rest of damage control came into the room and Asuka started laughing making everyone look at her.

"Sorry-" She said in Japanese.

"I did not expect you two to be together, despite the awful flirting." Dakota says, Bayley nodding her head.

Then that's when Tiffany and Kevin came in.

"I am so so sorry!" Tiffany said running up to Y/N and giving her a big hug. It genuinely sounded like Tiffany was about to cry.

"I just came in here to check up on you but out of everybody to be dating, this guy?" Kevin said, pointing to Grayson.

Grayson scoffed and rolled his eyes at Kevin.

"I brought you your favorite snacks too." Tiffany said, giving Y/N chips.

"Tiff, I'm fine, really. But thank you for all of this." Y/N said giving Tiffany another hug.

"And you to being announced as a couple, especially a MARRIED couple, was not on my bingo card." Tiffany said pulling away from the hug.

"I mean..." Grayson said, and the couple both showed their hands with their wedding rings.

"It's really hard to miss this." Grayson said.

"Yeah, especially when you've had it for over a year." Y/N said.

"Over a year?!" Everyone in the room said in unison.

Grayson and Y/N looked at each other before laughing. Y/N then lied down on Grayson's thigh while everyone became even more confused.

"Yes, we have been together since our nxt days." Grayson explained.

"Wait..." Bayley and Austin said together.

"How long have you guys been together, not married but together?" They both asked.

Grayson and Y/N looked at eachother again.

"4 years and a few month. Our anniversary was just in December." The couple said.

"4 years?!" Kevin yelled first and then the whole room started chattering.

Grayson laughed and looked down at his wife to see her staring back up at him.

"Secret's out." She whispered and Grayson nodded.

Y/N sat up and looked at Grayson again with a smile.

"What?" He asked.

"You're perfect." She whispered and now it was time for Grayson to blush.

"I still don't know how I'm this lucky to be with you." Y/N said while going in for another kiss that Grayson gladly accepted.

"I'm even more lucky for you to be my wife." Grayson said as he continued to kiss Y/N.

"Alright lovebirds, I'm getting sick." Dakota said and Austin gagged.

The couple rolled their eyes at their actions but shooed everyone out of the room.

Y/N was actually happy that their relationship was now out. She didn't mind everyone being shocked about them being a couple, in fact it made her laugh so many times.

She could finally hang out with Grayson and everyone would stop thinking Grayson was a creep.

Overall it was amazing.

-

"Babe, come back to bed." Grayson said in a drowsy voice due to him being tired.

"I have to take the medicine the doctor prescribed me." Y/N explained as she took it.

Grayson groaned but eventually Y/N came back to their shared bed.

Grayson held her, peppering her should and neck with kisses while Y/N tried to sleep.

"You I love you, right?" Grayson had asked and Y/N smiled.

"And you know I love you even more, right?" Y/N had asked.

Grayson shook his head. "Not possible." He said before continuing to hold his lovely wife.

"But it is." She whispered, making Grayson look at her with literal heart eyes.

Grayson hid his face in Y/N's neck so she couldn't see him blushing but slowly after a while, the couple drifted into a deep slumber.

The End. ♡

[d-lanx]

New WWE AU Idea: Newscaster AU

Ok, I need to put this down somewhere before it drives me insane. It's a stupidly niche AU idea but it's taking up so much brain power for me right now for some reason. It's a journalist AU where the WWE is a TV news channel. Details below the cut.

But basically I've been thinking about all the people who've been running the PLE pre & post shows & hosting PLEs this year a lot. And with the whole news-style interviews and sitting around on sets that often look like news studios, what if they were all actual reporters in a news channel? It's a bit of a weird one I know, but it's been rolling around in my head all weekend.

Btw I have no idea if USA news channels call their emplyees the same sort of titles as we have in the UK so excuse me if the job titles are a bit scuffed. But basically here's all the roles they have, why I chose those roles for them (in brackets), and what they get up to as part of this AU news channel:

Michael Cole: Senior Newsreader- (Because of his commentary work and journalism background). Out of all the people currently regularly on TV, he's been there the longest and is highly respected. Always trusted to keep a level head in times where the world feels like it's gone to hell.

Corey Graves: Business Correspondent- (Because he has a degree in marketing). Feel like he'd do a segment kinda like "The Martin Lewis Money Show" we have in the UK, where he goes through government changes to finance-related stuff, explains it and how it'll affect the average person, and then answers questions from a live studio audience and gives them advice.

Wade Barrett: Environmental Correspondent- (Because he has a degree in marine biology). I get the vibe his favourite animals are tiny and obscure things like a specific type of sea pickle on the verge of extinction or something and he defends them aggressively to get people to help save the species. Has memorised his evidence for global warming and can reel it off with ease, but is sick of having to do it so much cos people STILL DON'T BELIEVE IN IT????????

Pat McAfee: Sports Correspondent- (Do I even need to explain why? He's a mad man and I can't imagine him doing anything else, even out of a whole cast of people on a sports show like WWE). Feel like most people try to keep somewhat calm and professional on a news show, but he's just himself the whole way through, making him one of the most popular reporters on the whole channel because people want to see his OTT reactions to certain events. Feel like he'd also probably be in charge of the news station's radio show, too, what with how he has the Pat McAfee Show in real life.

Big E Langston: Political Correspondent- (He just gives me that vibe being all analytical about wrestling feuds). He's just as tired with politicians' nonsense as we all are, to the point it's hard to hide his dissappointment when they say something stupid and he has to remain unbiased. Never lets politicians get away with evasive answers when he interviews them, but smiles the whole time as he makes them wish they were never born.

CM Punk: War Correspondent- (The man is always scrapping for the love of the game, so of course he'd be in the centre of a war). He's had bombs dropped on his head more times than he can count and regularly goes for runs as a workout to make sure he's still fit enough to run for his life when he's in active warzones. Can tell you all about the complex international relations and battle strategies but secretly has a morbid interest in death & gore which is what actually got him into the job. Once got shot on live television, showed off the wound on camera and finished his broadcast before getting medical treatment. Was only mildly miffed about nearly dying, mostly excited by the whole experience.

Jackie Redmond: Justice Correspondent- (Basically her analyst role in WWE gives me the vibe of someone discussing a crime case). Can tell you all about how 17 people have been skinned alive and cannibalised in graphic detail so casually as if she's talking about the weather. At this point in her career, pretty much nothing can phase her. So if something actually manages to leave her speechless, you know it's bad.

Cathy Kelley: General Reporter- (Basically cos it's just what she's doing in WWE). Going wherever she needs to be to interview people and get to the bottom of a story. Has interviewed some really dangerous people that are twice her size all in the name of finding a good story and everyone's just like "for the love of god please think about ur own safety for once."

The Miz: Media Correspondent- (Cos of his reality TV background and generally over the top vibes). He'd be all over red carpet events and he's definitely still hoping to use his media journalism as some leverage to get into show-business himself. Celebs see him at events and pray they haven't been spotted so they don't have to talk to him, cos he can be a lot. But this little bastard has the eyes of a hawk and will hunt them down. Especially if he's persoanlly a big fan of them and their work.

R-Truth: Weatherman- (Cos he's a ray of sunshine :) ) Just imagine the batshit insanity of him telling people about a storm or how nice the weather's gonna be or something (I'm thinking like a Bob Hale skit on the original Horrible Histories, that kind of madness).

Sheamus: Tech Correspondent- (Cos he's a former IT technician so he can be all brainy). Constantly treated like IT support rather than a journalist and is sick of having to switch on servers people promised were already on, and listening to people with no idea what they're talking about prattle on about the benefits of AI. But at least he gets to talk about flying cars and robot dogs all day and muck about with new tech for a living.

Triple H: Editor In Chief- (Basically the top role in journalism to match with his current role in real life). Running things is like trying to herd cats, but hey, he can put on a pretty damn good show. Trying desperately to move on from the scandals of the days when the previous editor-in-chief was in charge of things.

Obviously some of them wouldn't be able to use their ring names in those environments. Plus I'm probably forgetting some people who should be in this AU that have been involved in pre/post shows, hosting, and commentary, but my brain's a bit too frazzled to go thru all the PLEs right now.

But like... come on... look at them and just imagine for a second... do you see the vision???? Or have I finally gone a bit mad??

LIKE JUST LOOK AT THEM!!

Also it gives me even more reasons to think about punk in suits <3

Also also if he were a war correspondent and had to go out into dangerous places, they'd make him wear gear which means more of this. vvv

Also CM Punk & Big E Langston are the two people I'm blaming for putting this AU in my head just so you know. Cos look at them!!

But also since punkintyre died, I've been reliving my sheamus/punk shipping days and just imagine sheamus waiting for his husband to come back from reporting in an active warzone and being worried for his safety (especially if he's been hurt before [whump time?]). And then all the excitement and relief when he gets back and giving each other special attention cos they were both so stressed and now they're just so happy to see each other again.

Also imagine Punk being inept with technology and needing help from tech savvy husband who's so proud that punk's finally learnt how to attach a file in an email. Punk probably sends Sheamus facebook minions memes and Sheamus despairs.

And then Punk excitedley explains all about battle strategies and war history and Sheamus excitedley explains back about the complexities of designing a self driving car or some shit. They're both just being massive nerds together. Even better when their interests overlap, like the design of tanks or something. Feel like they'd be talking for hours and everyone is like "guys come on, we have a show to run" but they're too busy with their hyperfixations (autistic sheapunk anyone? [is that what the ship name is??]).

Just think of the shipping potential!!

And this whole countdown show also was major inspo cos to me it just looks so much like a news show.

And these three just give me the vibe that E (being a political correspondent) would obviously be doing a show for the elections. And since law and war are both very close to politics, he'd get punk and jackie in to keep him company and the three would do an overnight show reporting on election results as they come in, chatting shit the entire time.

Btw I still don't know what this all means for the other WWE wrestlers. Defeats the point of using commentators and hosts if I also have all the wrestlers also being journalists. So maybe they can be the people featured in the news. All having "normal" jobs like politicians and military and scientists and shit. And these guys can be reporting on their nonsense and bullying them in interviews.

I feel like I could add more people to it, like having ring announcers as general news readers, and Shawn Michaels, Adam Pearce and Nick Aldis as editors or something. And I'm probably forgetting other people who hosted PLEs or were presenters on pre/post shows, and other commentators. So there'll be plenty more that could be added.

Sorry about the info dump but I needed to put this somewhere. I'm not the only one seeing the vision on this am I????

[darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght]

Chapter 40- Part 3

Charlotte too? Is Xera fighting them back-to-back? The seventh and eighth Gym Leaders, respectively??

Okay, we're not fighting Charlotte yet, nevermind- but still, Noel now? Right after Gym 6?

I agree! I mean, we haven't even encountered Team Meteor again yet, and we always see them between Gyms, who's to say what they're plotting now?

Me too, lady, for more reasons than you can imagine-

Are we…really doing this? Let's just head outside and see what's up.

A rematch with Shelly, huh…? As terrifying as that sounds, Xera will have more access to more Pokémon by then compared to when they first fought, so maybe it won't be so bad.

I mean, we could do it in the living room instead, but I don't think Laura would appreciate that either-

Alright, so…I guess we really are preparing for the seventh Gym battle. We'll be battling him on Grassy Terrain, huh? I haven't even found the Read-Out for it yet, though…

Let's see- what did Ame say about Noel, again? Normal-type specialist plus Clefable, “only does one thing” with each Pokémon (whatever that means), exploit changes in the environment…hm. Well, I'll do more in-depth theorizing in a little bit, but I'm still not comfortable with not knowing how Grassy Terrain works in this game. But I can think of something I can test, at the very least…

Really? No Sap Sipper effect? But Forest Field had something like that- what, is it because it's grass instead of trees, and grass doesn't produce sap?

Okay, dud test aside, let's talk Normal-types. They're only weak to Fighting-types, are immune to Ghost-types who are in turn immune to them, and aren't really great against Rock- and Steel-types. As for how to build a team around that…hm, I need more time to think about that. So, let's spend that time getting new encounters for the upcoming fight.

…And by that I mean there's only one new encounter we can get right now. We have an Ill-Fated Doll again, right? And that means back to the totem pole in Rhodochrine Jungle!

…Actually, while we're passing through Beryl Cemetery…I wanna check something. I think I remember now where I saw “Vanhanen” before, and while I could use a flashback like I usually do…we're already here, so let's just check directly.

Aha, I thought so! It was another one of the names in the graveyard! Zina…whoever that was. Musta been pretty rich though, to own a whole castle.

Actually- hold on, was that grave down on the right there last time…?

Oh, that's a new one! That must be the officer Blaze used to belong to- y'know, the one who died in the library. Are there other new graves here? Is Corey's grave here?

VICTORIA JUMPSCARE!? I almost missed her because it's nighttime, it's so dark here her hair kinda blends in!

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[rosalinesurvived]

The way Lucas is in my head is like, pre-dread doctors trauma bonded with Corey and severely anxious but undiagnosed leading to him having a low libido despite very much being gay/wanting to be normal. Like he very much needed help but dragged himself along and was misunderstood a lot. Corey's parental neglect gave him invisibility powers, i imagine that Lucas had a lot of buried rage that he bit down leading him to feel even more fucked up and lauding him into getting scorpion stingers/venom post-dread doctors.

Obviously there's no proof of this whatsoever but i like the idea of Lucas willingly going along with the dread doctors because hey, if it works then it works and just not exactly understanding what he was getting himself into, which fits into the whole "better to survive" moral code he and Corey both exhibited to Mason and spiralling downwards hard after waking up from the grave. Considering how he wasn't spewing mercury and was just murdered by them in sinema i do wonder if he knew more than they wanted him to and the doctors wanted nothing getting out, which paints a pretty horrific scene considering just how screwed up he was once confronted (especially if he retained all his memories...)

[prepare4trouble]

Okay, can we talk about Sam for a bit?

I’m not actually sure whether or not Corey Haim had passed already when this was written and filmed, but I don’t think he would have. I know that he had by the time it was released, because I remember waiting for this movie and desperately hoping that it wouldn’t suck, and I remember it was later in 2010. He died in the March. This came out maybe the summer of that year. A little later maybe? I can’t imagine we had already lost him when this was written, because things don’t get written, filmed and produced that fast. And also because I’m sure I’d heard this movie was on the way before the 10th of March.

I did wonder if it was added in later. Not impossible, but unlikely. After all, Alan dropping off that book happens in the cemetery, and the thing with the Batman comic book came up earlier, when Edgar is in the Book O’Neer selling comics and refused to part with it even though he’s broke and about to get evicted, then was returned to when Edgar goes to visit his grave.

Do you know how much that comic book is worth? Well, me neither, not exactly, but a quick Google search reveals this:

$15,600.00 maybe a bit less in 2010, but still life changing to most people, and especially to a guy about to lose his home, and what does Edgar do? He leaves it on Sam’s grave. I notice this is a different cover variant to Edgar’s copy, but it’s still going to be worth a literal fortune.

Regardless of when this was written and filmed, the passing of Corey Haim not that long before the movie was released makes this scene incredibly poignant.

This also shows how much Sam meant to Edgar. Having to kill him as a vampire must have really messed him up. I get the impression in this movie that Edgar had been out of the vampire hunting game for a while before he gets dragged back in. That’s probably why he goes to Alan for help, because he doesn’t feel right doing it solo. I wonder if Sam was his last hunt.

On another note, I am seriously pissed off at a Edgar for doing this. As a comic book collector, I don’t think any amount of grief would make leaving $15k-worth of comic book around in the open seem like a good idea. Best case scenario, someone steals it, worst case, it sits there outside and exposed to the elements for weeks, and is destroyed.

I wonder if Sam really had this book, like he claimed back in 1987. It seems unlikely, I think he was just saying that he did to impress the Frogs. And then I think Edgar spent every penny he had to get him a copy. I wonder if he bought it before he turned. If it was going to be a gift for him anyway, and then he decided to leave it for him.

No matter his reasoning, this is the work of a crazy person. But grief can make you crazy, so maybe it makes sense in a way.

[kiri-cuts]

Gordon’s good boy getaway in Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter

“Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter” is a film stacked with true star power. There’s the scenery buffet feast that a sublimely jittery Crispin Glover chews on throughout his performance as an unfuckable nerd who is able to victoriously prove himself otherwise. Not to mention Corey Feldman’s spectacular turn as Crystal Lake’s returning champion, Tommy Jarvis –- a concupiscent adolescent who hits the puberty jackpot in the form of nubile, naked women undressing in the windows right opposite his bedroom. Well, until one Mr. Jason Voorhees inconveniently cockblocks him, that is. But such is life. 

But all horny, disposable humans aside, there is another star in this movie, and he just so happens to be a rare survivor –- that good boy is Gordon, the beloved golden retriever of the Jarvis family. Historically, dogs don’t fare well in any horror movie. In the “Halloween” franchise, they’re a tasty protein hit for hulking boilersuit enthusiast Michael Myers. The Farber’s dog in “Funny Games” is the first of the family to be sacrificed for Beavis and Butthead’s entertainment. And let's not forget the little terrier who gets turned into a mushy microwave-ready meal in “Urban Legend.”

For whatever reason, Jason Voorhees –- or J-Vo, as the kids call him –- is seemingly not as keen on killing dogs as he is on destroying those damn pot-smoking, freewheelin’ youths who keep fucking too close to his mom’s grave (Manhattan included, I guess). Either that or the dogs of “Friday the 13th” simply have a good nose for trouble and know how to get out of a bad situation. Forget your final girls –- this franchise is all about final canines. 

In “Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan,” for instance, a poor border collie named Toby gets dragged onto the world’s weirdest school cruise where it knows better than to stick around to be sliced and diced by the water-logged brick shithouse on deck. Upon arriving in Manhattan, Toby wastes no time with heroics and gets the fuck out of there while the humans he’s kicking it with get preyed upon by the horrors of New York City … and, to a surprisingly lesser extent, by Jason. Toby makes a brave return to his owner right at the end of the film, presumably after taking in a Broadway show and a few slices of $1 pizza. 

In “Friday the 13th: Part 2,” a goofy Shih Tzu named Muffin likewise takes a convenient stroll away from the scene murder-thon long enough that she may or may not evade Jason’s butchering. Whether or not she’s successful is a source of heated debate. On the one hand, what looks to be the mutilated remains of a fluffster are discovered in the woods, along with her fave boss bitch accessories –- an adorable hair ribbon and a jingle-bell collar so she can announce herself everywhere she goes (a terrible choice for surviving a slasher, honestly). It’s nice to see her shuffling back onto the screen at the end of the movie –- I cheer every time –- but most fans argue this entire end sequence is little more than a dream sequence. But real or imagined, my girl Muffin returns, okay? And that’s that.

In “Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter,” Gordon also knows what's up. While he sticks around long enough to earn his loyalty badge over at dog camp (I imagine), once the bodies start piling up in his family home, ol’ Gordon doesn’t fuck around. Like many of the final girls that have come before and since this smart golden retriever launches himself through the top-floor window of his family home and to safety. Some say if you close your eyes in New Jersey during a crisp Summer’s night, you can still hear the high-speed gallop of his paws as he bets against humanity to instead save himself (good call).

Smashing through a window as an escape is a legit final girl move –- one beloved by the likes of Sidney Prescott in “Scream” and Sally Hardesty in “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” (in fact, that grand slam of a survivor does it twice in one movie). So, it’s no surprise to see Gordon holding his own in “Friday the 13th: Part 2” as the film’s true final girl. Move over, Tommy Jarvis! Gordon Vs. Jason is coming. 

The “Friday the 13th” wiki page –- a website I have no reason to believe is anything but 1000% reliable on all matters of fictional canon –- states that Gordon definitely survived the movie. At least, that’s apparently the case according to the “Friday the 13th” game which suggests that authorities found the survivor pooch and returned him to the Jarvis family afterward (or what was left of them, at least). However, Tommy never mentions his bestie again in the two other films that the character shows up in. Nor does he join him on a single on-screen adventure. Maybe Gordon was old? Maybe he had worms and wasn’t up to the journey? Who knows. 

What I do know is that the dog’s savvy in jumping through that window and getting to safety is maybe the greatest and smartest move of any character in the “Friday the 13th” franchise. In my heart, I envisioned Gordon running for days, train-hopping between states, and finding nice countryside retreats to live out his best days in after jumping into the back of some arl’fella’s truck. If you keep moving, he’d say to himself between giant bowls of free kibble, then the psychos can’t get you. If you keep running, then the poochie-PTSD can’t find you, either. Smart boy. Good boy. Woof.

Every few months, Tommy would receive a crusty postcard depicting a vague scene of Americana bliss. Vegas, Texas, Ohio –- all reduced to something sepia and burnt-looking. On the back would be the illegible scrawl of the golden retriever who got away –- “Dear Tommy,” it would read. “Another new town. Luckily, no shortage of lonely women here and so the kibble keeps flowing heh. Staying clear of hockey masks. The papers say it might rain this Summer. Here’s hoping. Look after yourself - Gordon.” Leaving his paw print as his sign-off, Tommy’s long-lost best friend would live to bark another day. The true star of the show, and the franchise’s greatest survivor.

ki-ki-ki-ma-ma-ma...

[takethistoyourstardust]

also re: those last tage, i’m glad corey graves is still with the company even with his career ending injury (i genuinely remember watching him on nxt and convinced he was the next cm punk), he has good mic skills. also, while i’m glad wade barret still has a job, i GENUINELY thought he was like let go or fully left for YEARS so imagine the jumpscare i had when i got back into wwe this year and he was on smackdown commentary.

[romilly-jay]

COSY CATASTROPHE: Worked examples

Over the next few days, I'm going to return to The Martian and also look at a different couple of example texts, neither of which was in my little home-made Cosiness Quotient index. The first wasn't covered because it's a film (Mister Right). The second is my WIP and dearly as I love it and would love to see it discussed in a ranking selection, it's at best years away from a Waterstones offer table *fingers x for the auspicious and unlikely event it gets onto one*.

On the subject of offer tables TBW - here's a not-random pic I snapped in Covent Garden Waterstones Spring 2023 to accompany my Working As A Writer paper. (Somewhere in the background there's a selection of Ben Aaronovitch titles and a note that he was working here when his Rivers of London series was picked up <3.)

I chose this table because it's themed as "It's not the end of the world" which seemed... apposite.

Notice that this table has The Martian! And The Fifth Season! And a book by Brian Aldiss - his most famous, I think? - and also one of James SA Corey books from that writing partnership's series, The Expanse (looks like the first one, Leviathan Wakes).

Some people from my course are adamant that you should be able to picture your own book nestled in amongst them. Gonna say - that's a stretch. I - sort of know how vanishingly unlikely it is that I'll achieve that. Better to try to dream it into existence or better to focus on the things I can actually control - such as writing this as a distraction from getting on with my WIP ;)?? If the book gets any kind of audience at all, I will be tremendously thrilled. (My beta readers so far seem keen, which is hugely kind of them. Heart-warming, honestly.)

Or, come to that, could I imagine my own book launch? Hmmmm, ask me after I've had one. Would I love banging on about my influences and how much I love a good televised SF series (I'm looking at you, The Expanse!)? That's easy, 100%, am there for that.

Before I lose sight of my topic altogether, let me express gratitude for my MFA tutors and supervisors at City, University of London, for the great reading lists, the nudge towards reading recent publications alongside established classics, and a range of excellent exercises.

[One was an analysis of the first five pages - then the first five chapters - of a role model book. I used The Martian and that exercise gave me the structure I used for my Y1 dissertation. By the end of the first, okay, six chapters, Andy Weir has got us to a place where we feel comfortable about the immediate/ short-term situation on Mars - and that's then his opportunity, for the first time, to cut away and let us see how things are unfolding at NASA, starting from ch7.]

Related point, I suppose, is about what you should or shouldn't read while you're drafting. I've read a LOT of genre fiction, though really not many of them are directly time-travel / science fiction / speculative / loopy in the way my WIP is shaping up to be.

Thought about this again today when I caught up on a back episode of The Rest is Entertainment - I'm thinking of the discussion from 25:45 about whether it's possible to read (/what to read) while you're in the middle of writing something...

References:

§Aaronovitch, B. (2011) Rivers of London (book one in the Rivers of London series). London: Gollancz.

§Aldiss, B. (2008) Hothouse (introduction & afterword, N. Gaiman). London: Penguin Modern Classics. (First published in 1960.)

§Bovalino, T. (2024) My throat an open grave. London: Titan Books.

§Corey, J.S.A. (2012) Leviathan wakes (book one in The Expanse series). London: Orbit Books.

§Jemisin, N.K. (2016) The fifth season: the broken earth book one. London: Orbit Books.

§Mister Right (2015) Directed by P. Cabezas. Available at Amazon Prime Video (Accessed: 23 March 2024).

§The Rest is Entertainment. (2024) The truth behind TaskMaster prizes & how product placement works in film | Q&A. 15 February. Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1tGsYFyPk0 (Accessed 29 May 2024).

§The Expanse. (2015) Penguin in a Parka SeanDanielCo (s. 1–3); Alcon Television Group Just So (s. 4–6); Hivemind (s. 4–6); & Amazon Studios (s. 4–6). Available at: Amazon Prime Video.

§ Weir, A. (2014). The Martian. New York: Crown Publishing.

[cavenewstimes]

Hulk Hogan for President? WWE’s Corey Graves Weighs In

One big thing: WWE commentator Corey Graves discusses the potential pros and cons of a Hulk Hogan presidency. Graves shared his thoughts on the “Over the Top with Beadle and Rosenberg” podcast, responding to Hogan’s recent tease about running for U.S. President. • Graves called the idea “absolute insanity” when heard on an actual platform.• He imagined Hogan in diplomatic situations, potentially…

[awakenedhypnosis17]

What’s Wiser – Your Head Or Your Heart?

Photo by Corey Dupree: https://www.pexels.com/photo/calm-woman-meditating-on-beach-6591291/

When making important decisions, we typically try to think through all the options, straining our brains to come up with the best solutions. In the process, we often stress, overthink, and become anxious. We rely on our heads to figure everything out. But in doing that, we make a grave error because our brains are not everything they are cracked up to be

We have been told that all our intelligence resides in the brain, but that is not accurate. The entire human body is a system of intelligence that communicates with us all the time. We learned that our head is in charge, and everything else should be subordinate to it, but that is not true. Our brains are capable of collecting, sorting, and filtering information, as well as analyzing options and predicting outcomes. Our heads are capable of a lot, but they are not in charge. Our hearts are much more powerful. The hearts speak the language of the soul, so when we hear our hearts, we can hear the truth.

Because the brain communicates linearly (words strung into sentences), we find its messages recognizable and easily acceptable, believing it is the only thing that makes sense. The heart does not speak a human language; it does not produce thoughts. It communicates through emotions and sensations that can then be translated into human speech. This type of communication is unfamiliar to us, and so we naturally tend to misunderstand and dismiss it. But as comfortable as we are with the thoughts in our heads, leaving the heart out of the conversation is a serious mistake.

Based on the research done by the HeartMath Institute (https://www.heartmath.org/), the heart is about 60 times greater electrically and up to 5,000 times stronger magnetically than the brain. As a result, more signals are sent from the heart to the brain than from the brain to the heart. Our heads house powerful “computers” that process a lot of input, but the brain of our operation, pardon the pun, does not reside there. It lives in our hearts.

Learning to communicate with the heart is a skill that can be easily developed by anyone. Energetically, the heart center is located in the center of the chest, not in the physical organ. That is the place to tune into when you want guidance and sound decision-making. Try this. Sit down quietly, and slow down your conscious thoughts. Focus on nothing. Let sensations come to you. If you have a specific question, ask it in your mind (ex: Should I do X?) or imagine yourself doing X. Then shift your focus to your heart center. How does it respond? Is there warmth or a sensation of comfort or safety? Do you get any other sensations in your body (like a chill or tingling)? Do you get a sense that you know the answer even though you can’t quite put it into words yet? All of these are things to pay attention to, and the more you do, the more comfortable you will become with the responses, and the clearer they will become.

We have been taught to believe that listening to one’s heart is a weakness, but this just served to separate us from the only true guiding system – our spiritual connection. So I say, listen to your heart! Let it guide you! Let it give you solutions! And then allow your head to figure out how to implement them. When our heads and our hearts work together, we come into a state of coherence or order, and that is a very powerful state indeed.

Source- What's wiser: your head or your heart? It's a timeless question, as reason and logic guide the head, while emotions and passion drive the heart.

[moondustimagines]

Dating Corey Graves would include

-He loves travelling with you - He takes you all over the world with him. He adores long drives with just the two of you. He has a playlist for all your road trips, it’s full of cheesy songs. He thinks you have never looked more beautiful than when he saw you with your head out of the window, wind blowing your hair and the sunset making your skin glow.

-He hates you taking pictures of him - He groans every time he sees you reaching for your phone while you’re out with him. You love posting pictures and videos of him with silly filters on his grumpy face. He puts up with it because he loves watching you giggle at the pictures.

-You guys go on walks together- he doesn't really like working out that much and he doesn’t really need to stay in incredible shape. So walking his dogs with you is pretty much all he does some days. You usually spend most of the walk playfully joking with him pretending to be annoyed.

-He tries to tone down his commentary on the heel women when you get together - He understands why constantly freaking out whenever Mandy or Alexa appear would make you uncomfortable or jealous so he tries to tone it down a little. He can’t stop it completely, it’s his job but he assures you that it’s all just fake. He only has eyes for you.

-He really wants to get tattoos with you - He understands if you don’t want to get one, he wants you there whenever he gets one though. However, if you do want to get one he wants one to match yours. Nothing too personal, just in case. But he looks at that tattoo every time he’s on the road without you. You might even convince him to let you design one for him.

[charlessxaviers]

Corey Graves Masterlist

Prompts

Plunging Neckline - Prompt: “It’s kinda hard to focus when your boobs are staring me in the face” (Corey at the commentary table with his gf and forgets he’s on live TV). Fluff.

Plunging Neckline (Part Two) - Prompt: “You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!” Fluff.

Present - Prompt: “You wanna unwrap your present?” Fluff.

Lucky Charm - Prompt: “You’re my lucky charm.” Fluff.

Concussion - Prompt: “You need to be more careful.” Angst/Fluff.

[glowrioustrash]

Blue and Gold

Prompt: “ It’s kinda hard to focus when your boobs are staring me directly in the face.” and “If you’re done checking me out, we still have work to do.” from this list, with Corey Graves. Requested by Dirt, the Archbishop of Banterbury herself: @dirrrtydeeds

Pairing: Corey Graves x Reader

Word Count: 1700+

Warnings: None.

Author’s Note: WOW so my first time writing Corey - hope I did an okay job, babe. I was a little nervous for this one, but you gotta try new things right? I wasn’t gonna post this tonight (3 prompts answered in 3 days like woah!) but Dirt had a shit day and needs some cheering up. Love you, boo!

Tagging: @castielscamander / @therealfivefeetoffuckingfury / @kakakatey / @thirstiswet / @calwitch

You stood on the podium, the small area perfect for interviewing superstars while still showing all the excitement and action in the background. Superstars arriving, mingling, finding their seats for the Hall of Fame that would be starting in just over an hour. You looked down to make sure your dress was sitting properly, thanking the fashion gods for the tape that was holding the aggressively plunging neckline in place.

You almost hadn’t bought this dress at all, worried it was far too risque to wear on camera for work. The girls you had been shopping with argued that it was perfect - Alicia bringing up the risque fashions worn by divas in the past, Sasha complimenting the colour against your skin tone - and you were sold pretty quickly. You had never dolled up quite this much before and it made you feel absolutely fabulous. For the first time since you started as a broadcast colleague with the WWE, you felt like you could hold your own against all the beautiful female superstars.

Last year you had been hired on just after the Hall of Fame, so you were excited to attend the event for the first time, even if you were working. It was such a relaxed atmosphere, the superstars ready to have a good time and mingle with friends and coworkers. Tonight you didn’t have to worry about the script or who had to go over in their promo. You had spent the day pampering yourself and getting ready for the event, head to toe - literally. Your hair was coiffed and your toenails were polished.

You saw Corey Graves, your interview partner for the evening, approaching the podium in a smart navy blue suit. It was more muted than the jackets he often wore on TV, but he looked good. You couldn’t help but note that the two of you would make a pretty picture in blue and gold, matching the logo as you interviewed the various superstars and guests for the evening. You had spent some time backstage with Corey, sharing music and funny stories from your careers and lives so far, but you hadn’t had the chance to work with him yet.

“Really?” Corey questioned, an eyebrow quirked as he stopped at the bottom of the steps.

“What?” You frowned, looking around to see what had caused his outburst.

“You’re wearing that?” He asked, his eyes travelling down and backup your frame making you flush.

“What’s wrong with it?” You scoffed. You knew you looked killer in this dress. You had seen it yourself, had the approval of your girls, and had been getting compliments on it since you put it on.

“It’s kinda hard to focus when your boobs are staring me directly in the face.” He smirked, staring directly at your chest.

“Aw, it must be so hard for you.” You cooed patronizingly, rolling your eyes.

“Gettin’ there.” He shot back, making you laugh and flush even more.

“Oh god.” You scoffed, laughing as you turned away from him.

His hand on your shoulder made you turn back around, seeing he had climbed the stairs to join you on the podium. He was looking down at you with a fond smile. “Seriously though, you clean up nice.”

“Thanks.” You smiled back bashfully, staring into his eyes.

“We’re almost ready to go.” The producer interrupted from behind the cameras. “You two set?”

“All set, boss.” Corey answered, turning away from the shared gaze. You did the same, clearing your throat as an assistant handed you a microphone.

You were almost done the pre-show, only 10 minutes left until the hall of fame ceremony began and you’d be able to find your seat. The interviews had been going well so far but you were extremely aware that Corey’s eyes stayed on you more often than not. Not to mention a few flirtatious comments had been thrown your way throughout the hour, both on and off camera. You really couldn’t wait to find Alicia and talk to her about it. He’d never been this forward with you and you had no idea how to take it. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t enjoying the attention.

“Okay guys, we’ve got Baron coming up next.” The producer told you. You could see the man making his way to the podium, his arm wrapped around his wife’s waist. You liked Baron well enough, having gotten to know him through Corey. He didn’t talk a lot but Corey reassured you that was just the way he was, nothing personal.

“Baron.” Corey greeted him, pulling him into a one-armed hug. Once the two released, Baron introduced you to his wife.

“Nice to meet you.” You greeted her politely, shaking her hand.

“Same. Baron’s mentioned you a few times.” She said, surprising you. You glanced his way, seeing him and Corey sharing a look. “I love your dress.”

“Thanks. It’s a little out of my comfort zone. I almost didn’t wear it.” You admitted.

“Shut up, it’s great.” She waved you off, standing next to you as the four of you arranged yourself for the cameras.

“Thanks. I love your necklace.” You complimented in return.

“Oh thank you. Baron got it for me in Italy.” She smiled brightly, squeezing Baron’s arm. “He’s got good taste, this one.”

“Live in 10.” The producer warned, all the assistants getting out of the shot.

“Ready?” Baron asked his wife.

“Sure am.” She answered with a wink. You smiled at seeing Baron so twitterpated. It was out of character from what you were used to, but he looked very happy. You turned to ask Corey if he was good to go, he’d been pretty quiet since greeting your guests, and you weren’t terribly surprised to see him staring at you again. It was by no means the first time tonight you’d caught him.

“If you’re done checking me out, we still have work to do.” You teased, suddenly feeling bold from being in the company of friends and the compliments to your dress.

Baron laughed loudly, making you grin. You turned back to the camera expecting to see the producer counting down the last few seconds before the live broadcast would switch to your feed, instead seeing him and all the other assistants holding back laughter, the little light on the camera signaling you were already live.

“We’re now joined by Baron Corbin who has his eyes set on the United States Championship this Sunday at Wrestlemania.” Corey jumped in as you froze, realizing that the entire WWE universe caught what you had said.

The interview went well after you took a deep breath and pushed past the embarrassment you were feeling. Live streaming meant you had no time to dwell. You jumped in, asking the couple questions about their experience so far at Axxess and the red carpet.

“And we’re off.” The producer announced as the cameras switched to another interview. “That’s your last interview. We’ll do the sign off in a minute and you’re good to go.”

As the couple between you and Corey left, saying they would see you both later, Corey waved over an assistant and whispered something to him. Still a little embarrassed about earlier, you busied yourself watching the crowd of superstars behind you. Seats were filling up fast now that the show was minutes from starting and you hoped you’d be able to find your seat easily. You didn’t want to be climbing over people in this dress.

The producer gave the two of you the heads up and you both turned back to the camera, signing off for the night. Once the lights and cameras were off, two assistants scurried over to help you and Corey find your seats before the show started. You were lead the opposite way from Corey and you gave him a quick wave and a “see you later” before the assistant rushed you along.

You followed the assistant through the crowd, going one way, stopping, and then travelling back the other. You were starting to worry you weren’t going to make it to your seat by the time the speeches began when the two of you stopped.

“Long time no see.” Corey grinned, standing next to two empty seats.

“What are you- but I went…” You turned to look the way you just came, wondering how the two of you ended up together.

“Well, I had to make sure my date was sitting next to me.” He smirked, gesturing to one of the seats and leading you there with his hand on your waist.

“Your date?” You questioned as the lights dimmed, signalling the beginning of the event.

“Unless you’re spoken for.” He challenged.

“Well, no… but…” You sat down, not knowing what else to do.

“There you go. Besides, you hit on me live on the network. I’m sure the fans are expecting us to sit together” He teased.

“You were staring at me all night!” You argued as the music began to play.

“All the more reason why we should sit together.” He offered with a wink. “You in that dress tonight…” He paused as the crowd came to life around you, applauding the beginning of the broadcast. You blushed, taking the chance of a distraction to try to sort your thoughts. The two of you applauded knowing the cameras could cut to you at any moment.

Once it died down, Corey turned back to you, leaning in to not disturb any of the other superstars in your area.

“I’ve wanted to ask for a while… it’s late but, will you be my date to The Hall of Fame?” He whispered.

You looked in his eyes, trying to judge how genuine he was being. He was a sarcastic asshole on his best behaviour, and a trickster when he wanted to be, but it seemed like an honest request. You’ve always thought he was attractive in that “bad boy with a bad attitude but a heart of gold” kind of way.

“Don’t have much of a choice, do I?” You answered, turning back to the stage and leaning into him ever so slightly. You hoped he got the memo that you were agreeing, even if you weren’t terribly pleased about the ambush.

“That’s the spirit.” He chuckled, resting his hand on your thigh as the two of you finally turned your attention to the presentations.

The next day your social media was blowing up with pictures of the two of you looking cozy, gifs and clips of the two of you flirting on camera, and everyone asking if you two were dating. When Corey officially asked you that night to go on a proper, planned in advance date… well, you couldn’t disappoint the WWE universe, could you?

[monsteramongmen-tamer]

#181: “If you’re bored; wanna have sex?”   -Corey Graves.

Thanks anon for the request.

Warnings: None.

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“Y/N, 5 minutes!” The producer called, telling you that you needed to get into place.

It was the night of the Hall of Fame and you were going to be interviewing a lot of the superstars that came around.

Being an interviewer for the WWE was quite the job. It gave you such a rush, sometimes you even wondered how you actually landed a job here.

Sure, you worked your ass off in school then landed your first job on a news channel, talking about the latest things happening in the world. So when you saw that WWE was hiring and you had the experience they were looking for, you applied right away.

When they called to have an interview, you couldn’t believe it. You booked your flight and you were on your way.

It went by so quickly, the next thing you knew you were offered a job and were moving across the country.

It really was a dream come true.

Getting in place, the cameras started rolling and you were live.

“Welcome to the WWE Hall of Fame. I’m Y/N and I hope you’re ready for an action filled night!” You said.

All the superstars looked absolutely amazing. And all of their spouses as well. The preshow went by smoothly. In no time, you were seated waiting for the Hall of Famers.

You were sitting next to all of the other interviewers and the other announcers.

Corey was sitting next to you and you saw that he pulled out his phone. The two of you were really great friends. You even considered him one of your best guy friends.

Suddenly, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

‘This is pretty boring, don’t u think?’ Corey texted you.

You looked over at him and laughed.

You- ‘Ya, I’m trying my best not to fall asleep.’

Corey- ‘Same here. We should get out of here.’

You- ‘We can’t people will notice…’

Corey- ‘Ur right. But u owe me a drink later since I can’t leave…’

You just sent him the eye roll emoji. He stopped texting you.

Once the show was over, you went to your hotel room and changed your clothes.

You got the address to the bar everyone was meeting at.

There was a room in the back reserved for all of us. That way all the fans wouldn’t interrupt our night out. Because you knew there would be a ton of them around, since it was Mania week.

The first hour was fun, but people started to head out early and it started to get boring.

Sitting at one of the tables scrolling on your phone, Corey walked up to you and knelt down, “You look like you’re having so much fun.”

You locked your phone, “Well, it’s gotten pretty boring here. Was thinking about heading back to the hotel and crashing to be honest.”

“Well if you’re bored, wanna have sex?” He asked you.

“Um, I’m sorry what?” You said, not sure you actually heard him correctly.

He leaned in closer, “I think you heard me. Let’s blow this joint. Have a little fun. What do you say?”

Your mind was spinning. You weren’t what to think. Corey wanted you? Really? You thought he was pretty attractive, but way out of your league. He could have anyone he wanted.  Why did he want anything to do with you?

“What do you say…” He said. Waiting for an answer.

“Are you sure you want anything to do with me? I’m...just me.”

He laughed, “Yeah, well I’ve thought that...just you is pretty great. Just haven’t had the opportunity to tell you.”

“Really? Hmm, well if you want this that bad, let’s get out of here.” You said, slight smirk on your face.

Corey smirked back at you and stood up, “I’m going to pay the tab. Meet me in the front.”

Normally, you weren’t this forward about things like this, but what did you have to lose?

You decided to live life on the wild side for the night. Who knows, maybe something good would come out of it.

Meeting Corey in the front of the bar, he grabbed your hand and you walked back to the hotel.

You couldn’t wait to find out what was in store for tonight...

[wrasslinimagines-blog]

Slow & Gentle

Request // First time with Corey Graves? Can be smut or no smut depending on how you write and whether you do smut or not.

A/N: For some reason I didn’t want to make this story super dirty as in the beginning I felt like it was pretty sweet, but I’m not too mad with how it turned out. Hope you guys enjoy :) 

You can’t remember exactly how you ended up in this situation, but you did. You were laying underneath him and doing your best to return every hungry, quick kiss he was giving you. You gently cupped his cheek as you giggled into the kiss, your nerves quickly starting to act up once you realized where this was going. You broke the kiss for a moment to catch your breath, but he wasted no time attacking your neck with little kisses and bites. You tilted your head to the side to give him better access, a quiet moan escaping your lips.

“Corey…” You breathed out, preparing yourself to tell him that you’d never done this before. He ignored it the first time, his assault slowly making its way down to your collarbones. “Corey.” You repeated, this time slightly more serious hoping he’d stop for a second. Thankfully he heard, hesitantly pulling away for a moment. 

“Yeah?” He spoke softly, looking into your eyes. He gently caressed your cheek with his thumb, his eyes eventually moving down to your lips. 

“I’ve…never done this.” You mumbled, biting your lip as you waited to see his reaction. 

“Oh?” He responded, his voice low. It’s not that you tried to stay away from it all these years, it just never happened. Wrong timing, wrong place, wrong guy. A lot of people would think it’s bullshit, though. You nodded in response, unsure of what to say as he studied your face. He was hands down one of the most, if not, the most beautiful man you’d ever laid your eyes on. You worked as a makeup artist backstage, but you also helped the men out, whether it be trimming hair or styling it. He’d always flirt when you’d work on his hair, but you always figured it was harmless. Eventually it turned into more, texting, calling, falling asleep on facetime, and even a few dates here and there. You guys would hang out on the regular. The topic of sex had never come up, though, nor had anything ever gone this far. It seemed to be secondary for him, even though you knew he wanted it the second he saw you. “We can stop, it’s okay.” He assured you, giving you a quick kiss before sitting up.

 “No, no.” You giggled, grabbing onto his shirt and pulling him back down. “I didn’t tell you to stop you… I just wanted to let you know.” You promised, letting go of his shirt so that you could cup his face. “I love you, silly.” You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. You both knew you loved each other, but neither of you had actually said it until now. “I love you lots.” You added, your hands now running through the soft hair that he hadn’t shaved off. 

He laughed softly, resting his large hands on your waist. “I love you too, Y/N.”

Corey only lasted being cute for another few minutes before his hands went to work on getting every article of clothing off. Your shirt was the first to go, his following soon after. His lips met yours again and you eagerly returned his kisses, wrapping your legs around his waist. His hands explored your upper half, gently squeezing your breasts and causing you to moan into his mouth.

“That’s easily the hottest sound I’ve ever heard.” He groaned, continuing to run his hands down your body, taking his time as he felt every inch of smooth skin. You’d never seen this side of him and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t drive you crazy. After a while of heated kisses and shedding of clothes, his skilled fingers found their way between your legs. Your hips moved in a perfect rhythm along with his hand, a smirk plastered on his face as he saw your response, both vocal and physical. You both knew you had no patience for foreplay, this being a long time coming, especially for you. 

“Now…” You breathed out, your lips brushing against his as you spoke. He nodded, giving you soft kisses as he lined himself up at your entrance and slowly entered you. He carefully studied your face, making sure you were okay before he finally allowed himself to enjoy the moment as well. He gave you a few moments to adjust and get comfortable before he began to move at a slow, gentle pace. You tried to push past the slight pain you felt, trying your best to not let it show. His lips did an amazing job at distracting you until the feeling eventually faded, your little moans letting him know that you were more than okay now. 

“You can go faster..” You whispered into the kiss, your hand resting on his neck. You appreciated how sweet and gentle he was, but you also didn’t want him to think that you’d break. He shook his head, and that was the only response you got out of him. Slow and gentle were the two words that described that night the best. Nothing crazy, nothing wild. There was lots of time for that in the future, and although you promised him you were okay, you both knew that. His hand made a return a while later, helping drive you closer to the edge. He sensed it and whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he continued, his hot breath hitting your neck and giving you goosebumps. You moaned his name once you hit your high, squeezing your eyes shut. You felt him follow you not too long after, curses escaping his lips. You guys stayed like that for a moment before he rested his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes. You giggled, feeling somewhat shy even after everything that happened. The moment was so genuine. Sweaty foreheads, shaky breaths, giggles and smirks. You swear that there was nothing else left in the world that would make you fall more in love with him, but he was full of surprises and you were sure that there was lots of more room for him in your heart. He gave you a kiss before getting up and laying down next to you. You looked for his shirt on the floor before leaning over and grabbing it. You quickly slipped it on, not surprised that it fell way below your ass. You cuddled up to him, burying your face in his neck. 

“Couldn’t let me appreciate your body for a bit longer before covering up?” He asked quietly, laughing. 

“I’m still shy.” You mumbled, smiling at his comment. 

“For sure.” He responded quickly, the millionth smirk of the night decorating his handsome face. You laughed softly before closing your eyes, falling asleep soon after. All you can last remember is him pulling the sheets over you two before kissing your forehead and holding you close as he dozed off, too.

[spotofimagines]

The Wink ~ Corey Graves

A/N: This is my first oneshot. I don’t do these types of imagines but he was giving me feels so … I hope you like it! (I might do more in the future if I get inspiration but idk)

Requested by: no one

Warnings: none

You climbed to the top rope and threw your arms out, glancing over the crowd. You just defeated Sasha Banks after hitting her with your finisher, retaining the Raw women’s championship. Being a heel, not many people were cheering for you. After shouting at some fans you moved your attention to the commentators’ table. You saw Corey and Michael looking up at you with frowns on their faces whilst Booker looked at his monitor.

But you could see right through Corey and noticed the delight in his eyes. The two of you had been dating in secret for a while. You decided to keep your relationship private from fans and colleagues so it wouldn’t be a big deal if it didn’t work out. But things were going great, and you couldn’t ask for a more caring and sweet boyfriend.

Grinning at Corey, you swiped your tongue over your lips and sent him a cheeky wink. Still staring up at you, he leaned back in his chair, a small smirk crossing his features. As you stepped down from the ropes to get your championship, Michael looked at Corey with a confused look.

“Did..did she just wink at you?” Booker’s head shot up at hearing this. Still smiling from the encounter, Corey gave Michael and Booker a double take. “What?” Corey replied, slightly shrugging his shoulders as he furrowed his brows. Michael laughed under his breath, shaking his head as he looked back at his monitor. Booker chuckled lowly. “Hey well, anything could happen. This could be the start of something good.”

By now you were walking up the ramp and past the commentators with your championship resting on your shoulder. Looking over at them again you saw Corey’s eyes following you. “Hopefully so.” Corey mumbled as he leant his elbow on the table shooting you a returning wink. You smiled back at him and walked backstage.

After a few people congratulated you on your performance, you decided to stay in the gorilla to watch the main event match. You sat drinking a bottle of water, the women’s championship laying on your lap, listening intently to Corey’s voice. You could still hear the extra tinge of excitement when he spoke. All you could think about was how lucky you were to call him yours, and you couldn’t help but smile as you traced your fingers over the belt. Booker was completely right. This was just the start of something good.