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Over the Edge: In Your House
May 31, 1998
Wisconsin Center Arena
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Stone Cold” Steve Austin and Dude Love compete for the WWE Championship in a No Disqualification Falls Count Anywhere Match with Mr. McMahon as special guest referee. The Nation faces D-Generation X in a six-man tag team match. The Rock defends the Intercontinental Championship against Faarooq. Kane faces Vader in a Mask vs. Mask match and more.
Video link,HD,SD & LQ.
News & Notes: Would Mr. McMahon fire Austin after the events of Unforgiven? No, that was too good for him. Vince wanted to teach Steve a lesson. He made Stone Cold defend his belt against Goldust with Brisco as the ref. If Austin touched Gerald, Vince would fire him. This annoyed Dude Love, so he interfered. In the chaos, McMahon hit Brisco with the title belt by mistake. The next week, a confused Mick Foley appeared as himself. If Dude wasn’t good enough for Vince, who could he be? Mr. McMahon motivated Foley by booking him against Terry Funk in a No Holds Barred fight. If Mick tore out the heart of his mentor, Vince would accept him back. Mick fought a hard battle and won. After the bout, Mick shared a moment with Stone Cold. However, Foley returned to McMahon with open arms and once again donned the Dude Love persona. What happened next? I’ll explain in the match notes.
Meanwhile, DX invaded an episode of WCW Nitro. They drove a jeep (not a tank) to WCW’s arena and approached the door. WCW security wouldn’t let them inside. DX claimed their friends were hostages. No matter how hard they knocked on the gate, they gained no entry. So they interviewed the fans on the street instead. Some claimed they received free tickets to the show. The following week, DX infiltrated the CNN Center. They wanted to speak with Ted Turner, but he wasn’t there. DX filmed as much footage inside as they could, but the security made them leave.
In other news, The Artist Formerly Known as Goldust had enough. McMahon using him as a pawn broke Goldust. He burned his gear and vowed to never use the disgusting gimmick again. He was now using his real name, Dustin Runnels. This led Vince to book him in a bout with Dude Love. If Runnels lost, he must work without pay for a month. Patterson screwed Dustin out of a victory. Next, Al Snow and Head arrived! Al’s on a mission to meet with McMahon and get a contract. Snow even convinced Lawler to sneak him into the building. Jerry promised him a meeting if Snow protected Lawler from wrestler attacks. (I’ll explain later.) Snow patrolled the audience until he realized Jerry lied to him. When he confronted The King, security threw Snow out. Then we have a new group in the WWF. Jackyl introduced his Human Oddities. Some of these were Howard Stern’s Wack Pack. He also had two wrestlers, Golga & Giant Silva. Golga is Earthquake under a mask. The Giant Silva is a large wrestler from Mexico. Jackyl also adds Kurrgan to the mix. Since Goldust kicked Luna to the curb, she joined The Oddities as a manager. Finally, the WWF aired vignettes for Edge. He’s a brooding man in a trench coat. Edge runs screaming through subway stations. A mysterious voice says, “You think you know me?” Who is this enigmatic man?
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⇝ 23 - one step ahead of you
just a hater — [ prev | masterlist | next ]
Synopsis: In which you major in astronomy and scaramouche is the biggest astronomy hater (in your eyes). What happens when someone confesses their feelings for you, and you not knowing how to handle affections, suddenly blurt out that you are already taken. By who? Well, scaramouche of course.
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O1 behind the lens — kicking my feet and giggling !
scaramouche x g!n reader
“When you said we were going out for a meal I didn’t think you meant a cat cafe,” you mused as you slid into the seat Kuni pulled out for you.
“You mentioned you liked cats during class,” Kuni shrugs, sitting across from you and flinching as a cat jumps up onto his lap almost immediately. You were a little envious…whether it be of him or cat you didn’t know.
“I have a cat,” you grin, always eager to show anyone your precious baby. You hold back though since Kuni doesn’t seem the type, but much to your surprise he kept up with you as you swiped through your photo album dedicated to you and your roommates’ cat
“Cute,” he hums, a soft smile on his face as you put your phone away.
“Me or the cat?”
“Both,” he easily says, mindlessly petting the creature in his hands.
You feel you cheeks heat up at his comment, hiding your face behind the menu as he snickers at your reactions.
“You’re so fucking easy to fluster.”
“No, it’s just you.”
“Oh?”
“Shut up—”
“I’m sure you’d like that.”
“Shut up!”
behind the lens !
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background info for kuniyn you both have the same major and are in the same photograph class and became friends after being paired for multiple projects together
everyone other than scarayn use their public accounts to reply to private tweets but the fans don’t see them just pretend 😇
have only been to a cat cafe once in my life LITERALLY SO FUN cures ur depression fr
made the message icons different than the twt ones so it’s more fun
synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?
author’s notes — finals are over 🔥 kinda jumping in cus in order for the au to start i gotta build on their existing off camera relationship which is HARD but i hope it’s good 😓
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AwesomeMania - Halloween's Judgment Havoc *NSFW*
AwesomeMania - Halloween's Judgment Havoc *NSFW* #AwesomeMania is back with a new episode as Mike and Matt watch matches from #WCW #HalloweenHavoc (1998) and #WWF #JudgementDay: #InYourHouse (1998). #WWE
Welcome to AwesomeMania!! Audio: https://txhthockey.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/10/AwesomeMania-10-21-2023.mp3 AwesomeMania is back with a new episode as Mike and Matt watch matches from WCW Halloween Havoc (1998) and WWF Judgement Day: In Your House (1998). Plus, they discuss the Vince out of WWE Creative, Adam Copeland to AEW, and NWA signing a tv deal with the CW. Bret Hart v. Sting –…
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Quartine Wrestlemania is depressing so imma watch some old stuff in my house
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Remember the Playstation In Your House game? #InYourHouse #WWF #WWE #Playstation #Games #Intro #ShawnMichaels #BretHart #Undertaker #Vader #Golddust #AhmedJohnson #BritishBulldog #TripleH #RawIsWarTheme #WeLuvWrestling https://www.instagram.com/p/CBJEP2VgY1n/?igshid=1uacqu3k0lfc8
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The house will be brought down... if NXT had one Hell in a Cell match or two. #thinkaboutit #peacock #nbc #nbcpeacock #wwe #wwenetwork #nxt #wwenxt #nxttakeover #inyourhouse #nxtinyourhouse #nxtiyh #joegacy #bronbreakker #mandyrose #toxicattraction #wendychoo #gotosleep #hellinacell #HIAC #thisisawesome https://www.instagram.com/p/CeZwEYWLveG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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11 stuck with you — five feet apart !
scaramouche x gender neutral reader
ACT TWO
Another hot and sticky night in the stuffy dorms led you outside earlier than usual. Maybe if you were up before Scara you could make something without depending on him for food like everyone else was.
But alas, the universe hated you. And there he was. Scaramouche, already awake, sitting at the kitchen island mindlessly stirring a cup of tea. But more important than that was the tray of mouth watering muffins sitting in front of him.
“Did you make those?” you ask cautiously, eyeing him as if he laced them with poison just for the hell of it.
He glanced up, his face unreadable.
“No,” he answers, “Yoimiya did.”
You felt like thanking the gods right then and there. Relief washed over you. Yoimiya was a safe bet. You grabbed one of the chocolate chip muffins and took a tentative bite. It was sweet, soft, and perfect. At last, something that wasn’t a disaster.
“Finally,” you muttered, savoring the taste. “Something I can actually eat.”
Scara side eyes you, but you didn’t spare him a glance before grabbing another one. You left the blueberry ones untouched, as it wasn’t your favorite.
“Not surprised you chose the unhealthy option,” Scara speaks up, reaching over to grab a blueberry one.
“I’m not a fan,” you huff, getting defensive over your picky palate.
“Such a child,” he muttered, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice.
Just then, the door swung open, and Yoimiya waltzed in along with everyone else.
“Good morning, everyone!” she chirped, her hair bouncing as she moved, “I’m starving!”
“Have some of the muffins you made,” you suggest, “They were really good.”
“Hm? What muffins?” Yoimiya asks as Venti steps around her to grab one, “I didn’t make those, Scara did.”
You turned to Scara, mouth agape. “What? But you said-”
His cheeks flushed slightly, but he recovered quickly, crossing his arms defiantly.
“Fuck off, I said Yoimiya made them,” he corrected, crossing his arms defensively.
“Scara, I literally watched you mix the batter,” she said, “You told me to fuck off because I kept licking the spoons.”
Childe, Aether, and Venti, who had been leaning against the wall munching on said muffins, immediately perked up, sensing an opportunity to annoy the hothead.
“Looks like Scara’s a real tsundere” Childe laughed, elbowing Aether.
“Right? Can’t even admit he can bake,” Aether chimed in, stifling a chuckle.
“Whatever,” Scara scoffed, getting up and grabbing the water pails and walking off. Lumine shoved you after him.
“Go help him fetch the water,” she suggested, not taking no for an answer.
Scara walked ahead the worn down path, pails swinging at his sides. You hurried to catch up, grabbing one of the pails from him, but immediately winced at its weight. “Fuck.”
Scara lets out a smug smirk at your struggle and easily grabs it back, “Looks like someone’s weak,” he taunted.
“It’s just the weather,” you say, ignoring how he rolls his eyes. You help turn the spout on to feel a little helpful as you both watch the buckets fill up. Scara’s back was turned to you as he watched to make sure they didn’t overflow. It was rather easy to talk to him when he wasn’t looking at you so you took your chance.
“Thanks for the muffins,” you say almost so quietly the stream of the water almost overshadows it. But with the way Scaramouche’s head slightly turns at your words indicates he heard it.
“I did it for me, not you,” he says, turning the spout off, “I didn’t want you collapsing on my consciousness.”
You huffed at his response, but your chest felt oddly warm. You hadn’t considered that Scara might care. In a very roundabout way.
“Well, why did you lie about them?”
“You wouldn’t have eaten them if I told you I made them,” he answers, grabbing both pails back and turning around. The water sloshed around the edge and left a trail of water running down his biceps. You avert your eyes. Weird.
“Well, you’re right I wouldn’t have,” you frown, mad he’s right.
“And I didn’t need you thinking I want to do nice things for you,” he adds, stepping past you.
“Besides,” he adds, sparing you a glance, “It’s fun to watch you squirm a bit.”
You ignore the feeling in your stomach.
//
“I hate living on this fucking island,” Scara mutters, wincing at the taste of the well water.
“It’s nice, but doesn’t feel like the vacation I thought it would,” Childe adds, fanning himself with a paper plate. None of the buildings had AC, hence you all were dying.
“I have so many mosquito bites,” Venti groans.
“I heard you guys complaining!” Yae exclaims, popping in from nowhere.
“Wait, were you behind that counter the entire time?”Aether interrupts.
“Yes, but don’t mind that,” Yae waves off, “I was waiting for a good segway!”
“Couldn’t we have just faked one?” Fischl pipes up.
Yae pauses.
“I suppose so,” she sighs, “Now all of you hush, let me get on with my spiel.”
She clears her throat and throws on a smile, “I bring all of you a lovely incentive! Today’s game will have a better prize! Remember how we mentioned the sister island is an actual resort? Well, the winner of today’s game will get to spend the night at the five star hotel. That means no cooking your own meals, an actual bed, and spending time with your crush!”
The entire group cheers at her words.
Yae brings the mic down and whispers, “And off record, this one won’t be rigged. Just to keep it more realistic. If a pair other than Scara and Yn win then it’s fine, we’ll send then over another time”
“The archons have listened to me,” Venti praises, raising his hands up, “Hot showers here I come.”
“You guys are going to draw lots for your pairs, but choose whoever you want. It’s a strength challenge so keep that in mind.”
“Fuck yeah,” Childe cheers, already getting up to flex.
“I’m not sure if we should zoom in or cut the cameras,” Yae ponders, “Would the youth be into this?”
“Cut the cameras,” everyone deadpans.
The excitement in the air was palpable as Yae explained the challenge. Everyone would be paired up in groups of two and one member would have to be carried by the other on the shoulders. Yae and the crew would spray water on all of them and try to get them to slip off balance. The last pair standing would win the night on the sister island and be back by tomorrow morning.
Scara shot you a look, “We are going to win this. I am not spending another night listening to Childe’s snoring and hiking half a mile for water.”
“Oh, fuck off!” Childe yelled from where he was hoisting Fischl onto his shoulders.
“Really? You don’t look like you work out,” you mumbled, knowing you were treading on thin ice but unable to resist. “Full offense,” you added for good measure. You didn’t have high hopes for this challenge. You’d already kissed goodbye to your chances at spending the night at the resort.
“Are you doubting me?” he muttered, already beginning to unbutton his shirt a little to prepare for the challenge, revealing a surprisingly toned build underneath. You felt your cheeks warm slightly as you caught a glimpse of the muscles you hadn’t expected. Archons, why did he always have to one up you?
“Okay, maybe I was wrong,” you admitted, a little flustered. “But you still might not be strong enough to carry me.”
“Just get on my shoulders,” he replied, a hint of irritation in his tone. “You’ll see.”
You reluctantly climbed onto his shoulders, wrapping your arms around his neck as he hoisted you up from under your legs. It felt odd to be held this close by him.
Yae barely gave any of you time to adjust before she gestured for the crew to start spraying cold jet streams at you. You could immediately feel your grip slip. You heard a yelp that sounded a lot like Venti’s to your right.
The moment your skin touched his, you felt an unexpected jolt of warmth. “Hold still!” you yelled as the water began spraying down on you both.
“Stop moving,” Scara yelled, but he was shaking his head, trying to clear the water from his face.
“You stop moving!” you yell back, feeling yourself slipping through his grip as water gets in his eyes. You adjust yourself so one arm is hanging onto his shoulders and you bring your other palm to cover his eyes to shield him from the water.
“Is that better?” you huff, still squinting from your own eyes having no protection.
“Just…hide your head in my neck,” he says, his voice slightly strained but firm. You didn’t need to be told twice, your eyes burning hurt more than your urge to be petty against Scara at that moment. Your will wasn’t very strong, water was enough to take you down it seemed.
You obliged, leaning forward and burying your face in the crook of his neck. Your lips were pressed right up against his skin due to the proximity and you could feel every breath he took.
“Another pair down!” Yae cheered, “Turn up the pressure!”
“She’s having too much fun with this,” you lamented, though your voice came out muffled. You could hear him chuckle, and despite the chaos, you felt a strange comfort in his steadiness.
As the game progressed, you noticed that it was down to just you and Scara against Yoimiya and Lumine. The water sprayed relentlessly, and you felt yourself slipping, but Scara’s grip on your legs tightened.
Finally, Lumine slipped and the duo fell, leaving just you and Scara to stand.
“We won?” you questioned as Scara let you down, and you stumbled slightly as your feet hit the ground. “Finally,” you breathed, relieved but exhilarated. You both let yourself fall to the ground from exhaustion and cough up water as Yae cheered you guys on.
“Geez guys, at least try to look hot for the camera,” she sighed, letting you guys get up before turning the camera towards you both, “Our winners Scara and Yn will get to spend a night at the luxury resort!”
Childe whistled, and you turned to see Scara’s shirt clinging to him, soaked through from the spray. He shook his head, sending droplets flying everywhere. “Good.” he muttered, looking over at you, “Don’t doubt me next time.”
“Whatever,” you swallow, averting your eyes and locking them with your members instead who decided to be obnoxious and wiggle their eyebrows at you.
//
You were starting to wonder if spending the night at a luxury hotel instead of the shabby island was worth it when you saw your ride there.
“Why can’t we take a boat?” you mourn, staring up at the helicopter awaiting you and Scara’s departure.
“Because it’ll take too long,” Lisa explained, “We’ll take some last shots then you guys will board and there’ll be a crew over there waiting for you. I want some romance tonight but I’ll let you guys enjoy the amenities too.”
Her words washed over you as you started contemplating swimming to the other island.
Scaramouche let out a scoff as he watched the panic filter through your eyes. He wordlessly grabbed your arm and pulled you into the death trap as you started wondering why you ever became an idol.
“It’s only fifteen minutes, keep it together,” he muttered, watching as it took you three tries to put your belt on.
You shot him a glare, though the unease in your gut was making it hard to muster up a convincing retort.
"Not all of us have a death wish," you muttered, trying to sound braver than you felt. The thought of the helicopter's blades slicing through the air and lifting you far above the ocean was doing nothing to steady your nerves.
He opened his mouth to fire back, but Lisa’s voice cut in before he could. “Alright, save the banter for the cameras. Let’s get a shot of you two boarding together!” she said cheerily, a bit too excited for your taste.
You swallowed hard, eyeing the helicopter as if it might bite you. But before you could back away or think of an excuse, you felt a sudden grip on your face, forcing you to turn away from the intimidating sight.
“Idiot,” Scaramouche muttered under his breath, his hand warm against your cheek as he held your head steady, forcing you to meet his gaze instead. “Don’t look if you’re scared. Just focus on something else.”
His eyes were steady, a mixture of exasperation and something softer that caught you off guard. For a second, the world outside—the roar of the helicopter, the prying eyes of the crew, even your own fear—seemed to blur at the edges. All you could see was him, closer than he’d ever been, the lines of his usual smirk softened into something almost unreadable.
You blinked, momentarily stunned by the unexpected gesture.
“That’s good,” Lisa hummed, breaking the weird tension as Scara let go of you and you focused on your shoes.
"You know you didn’t have to do that,” you say as the pilot starts getting ready for takeoff, “I was fine.”
“Yeah, I’m sure you were,” Scaramouche replies, his voice gruff but quieter now, “I’ll make sure you don’t embarrass yourself too much.”
You weren’t sure whether to be grateful or insulted, but somehow, the tremor in your hands wasn’t quite as bad as before.
//
The resort was breathtaking, as one would expect from a luxury hotel. Even Scara was impressed as you both practically cried at the array of foods welcoming you, an escape from the dreadful meals you’ve been preparing for yourself. It all seemed perfect.
Well, apart from one thing.
“This is so corny, why is there only one bed?” you question as you both walk into your room for the day. It was a lover’s suite. Of course it was.
“Well, you should take the floor,” Scara unhelpfully suggests.
Well, maybe two things.
“Absolutely not!” Lisa shouts from the speakers, causing you both to be startled.
“Freaks, why are you watching us sleep?” Scara mumbles.
“I can hear you!” Lisa shouts again.
“Whatever, anything’s better than that stupid island,” he eyes you to make his point before walking off to unpack.
“Fuck you!” you call out but he’s already gone. The suite was either so big he coudn’t hear you or he was ignoring you. Far likely to be the latter.
//
There was one thing you were looking forward to coming here tonight, finally getting to soak in water that wasn’t the frigid ocean. Even if you had to share that with the idiot that was Scaramouche.
The hot tub bubbled around you, steam curling into the air in soft wisps. The view was stunning, all twinkling lights from the resort below and a sky full of stars that might have seemed romantic if you weren't stuck here with Scaramouche.
“Ugh, can you stop hogging all the space?” you snapped, your shoulder bumping into his as you shifted to get comfortable. The hot water was supposed to be relaxing, but with him practically glued to your side, it was anything but. You had both gotten in and sat at opposite ends but with endless yelling in your earpieces from Yae you had bredgrudingly scooted closer. Too close.
“Maybe if you weren't all elbows,” he shot back, “I don’t want to be this close to you, but that devil of a woman is making me.”
“I heard that,” Yae replies from the speakers. Scara flips her off.
“This isn’t relaxing when I can hear you breathing right beside me,” you huff, sinking into the tub.
“Go underwater then,” Scara replies, “I’ll help you.” You swat his hands away, drowning on camera in a three foot tub would end your career and whatever was left of your dignity.
A sudden voice crackled to life over the speakers, startling you both. “Less bickering, more flirting!” Lisa’s voice boomed.
“Tell him to act more likeable!” you shoot back, yelling at where you think the camera is.
He shot you a withering look. “Me? You’re the one who looks like you’re constipated every time you try to smile at me.”
“Well, maybe it’s because looking at you does that to me,” you snark back.
“I am so dry in the studio,” Yae mourns over the speakers, “Put this tension into something else. Scara, take your shirt off.”
“Fuck no?” Scara yells, crossing his arms over his chest, “What is wrong with you guys?”
Yae's voice came through the speakers again, dripping with amusement. "Alright then, if you won’t take your shirt off willingly, how about you give our dear co-star a hand, hm? Go on, help him with those buttons, Yn."
You stared at the camera, slack-jawed. "You can’t be serious."
"Oh, I'm very serious," Yae replied, her tone too cheerful to be anything but evil. "It's called fan service, darlings. Now, hop to it."
You turned to Scara, who looked about two seconds away from drowning himself in the tub.
He eyed you, a flicker of something like a dare in his eyes, “Don’t even think about it.”
“They’ll keep yelling if we don’t," you muttered, more to yourself than to him.
“Put on a show!” Lisa reminded through the speakers.
You sighed. You’d have kept your mouth shut at that damn award show if it meant not having to do whatever this was.
Slowly and hesitantly you reached out, fingers brushing the top button of his shirt.
“You’ll be more comfortable if you loosened your top,” you swallow, your attempt at trying to sound believable.
“Take it off then,” Scara replies against his will, uncrossing his arms and leaning back against the tub.
Your breath hitched slightly, and you could see the way Scara’s lips curved up into a teasing smirk. He was enjoying this. Your hesitation. Your obvious discomfort. He didn’t think you could do it. It made you want to wipe that smirk off his stupid pretty face.
"Fine," you said, your voice steadying, the challenge accepted. You took a deep breath and reached for the second button, fingers trembling just slightly as you undid it. The fabric parted to reveal the sharp lines of his collarbone, and the heat of his skin seemed to radiate into the space between you.
"Don’t get shy now," he taunted, voice low, barely above a whisper. His eyes were locked on yours, unblinking, as if daring you to keep going, “You’re not very good at this, don’t tell me you’ve never undressed someone before.”
"Oh, please," you shot back, “Of course I have,” your tone dripping with false bravado. He knew damn well you’ve never.
He chuckled, a soft, rumbling sound that sent a shiver down your spine. "Keep telling yourself that," he said, his gaze slipping to where your hands hovered over the next button, like he was daring you to take it further. You couldn’t let him win by chickening out.
You fumbled with the button, but when it finally came undone, your eyes couldn't help but widen slightly. His chest was inked with tattoos—bold, intricate designs that curled and twisted across his skin, disappearing under the remaining fabric. It was more than you expected, more than he’d ever let on in any photoshoot or public appearance.
"I didn’t know you had all these," you blurted out before you could stop yourself, your voice tinged with genuine surprise.
He arched an eyebrow, that ever-present smirk returning full force. "And how would you know anything about me, huh? Are you stalking my photoshoots now?"
You glared at him, the embarrassment making your cheeks heat. "Don’t flatter yourself. I just figured a narcissist like you would’ve shown these off already."
"Shows what you know," he said, "Some things aren’t meant for everyone to see."
Your fingers hesitated over the last few buttons at his words. There was something about the way he said it, like it was a confession layered under his usual sarcasm.
"Then why show them now?" you asked, quieter, the banter slipping into something that felt almost serious.
"Because I like watching you squirm."
You scoffed, more to cover up the way your pulse had quickened than anything else. "You’re insufferable."
Of course, it didn’t mean anything. He was just as infuriating as ever.
"And you’re blushing," he pointed out, a wicked gleam in his eyes that made you want to dunk him right into the bubbling water.
“It’s the steam,” you grumbled, flicking water on him and scooting away as he rubbed at his eyes.
Lisa’s voice crackled over the speakers, almost giddy with delight. "Oh, now this is what I’m talking about! Keep that energy, you two. That’s chemistry! The audience is going to eat this up!"
You both shot a glare toward the camera, and in unison, muttered under your breaths, "Shut up, Lisa."
You both spent the rest of the hour on opposite ends of the tub.
//
“I want that side.”
“Well, suddenly I want that side.”
“I wasn’t asking, I was just letting you know,” you huffed, already slipping under the covers on the left side of the bed. With a pointed look, you grabbed one of the many pillows and wedged it firmly between you like a flimsy barricade.
Scara rolled his eyes, scoffing at your actions. “As if I’d touch you with a ten foot pole,” he muttered, reluctantly getting into the other side of the bed.
You both sat there in stiff silence, staring at the ceiling, the awkwardness so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. Neither of you knew what to do with yourselves, like two kids playing a game of chicken to see who'd crack first.
There was a strange feeling in your chest being this close to him. Every sense seemed dialed up to ten, heightened and fixed on one single point. You felt hyper-aware of every movement, every breath, and even every blink. You swallowed unconsciously, the action feeling louder and more awkward than it should’ve. You let out a shaky sigh and wipe your free hand on the comforter, surprised to find your palm slicked with sweat. This was weird, weird, weird.
You heard a soft shuffle next to you, and when you glanced over, you saw Scaramouche turn on his side, his back now facing you. He moved like he was trying to put as much distance between you as possible, yet there was something almost vulnerable about the way his shoulders hunched.
You found yourself watching him longer than you intended, tracking the slow, even rise and fall of his breathing as he settled into sleep. There was something disarming about seeing him like this. He was quiet, without his usual smirk or biting remarks to put you on edge. You didn’t even have to reach out your arm to touch him. Not like you would. But you could.
You slowly turn to the other side, pulling the covers over your head and begging yourself to go to sleep. But even with the pillow wall between you, the warmth of his presence lingered. You felt it like a soft hum through the sheets, the awareness of his touch from earlier still lingering on your skin like a ghost. It was unsettling, the way it seemed to echo long after it was gone.
Weird didn’t even begin to cover it.
[00:00:00] ONE BED INTERVIEW ONE, TAKE ONE
YAE: [QUIET]
SCARAMOUCHE: Don't piss me off.
YAE: I didn't even say anything!
SCARAMOUCHE: I felt it.
JEAN, SIGHING: Good lord.
YAE: Moving on...
YAE: How was your night with only one bed?
SCARAMOUCHE: Quiet.
YAE: That's such a lie.
SCARAMOUCHE: No.
YAE: Are you going to say more than one word?
SCARAMOUCHE: Maybe.
JEAN, QUIETLY: Oh, my God...
SCARAMOUCHE: What did you want me to say? We watched the stars through the skylight and talked about our fears together?
YAE: Yes, actually.
SCARAMOUCHE: Bite me. We didn't.
JEAN: Scaramouche, if you give us something-anything-you can go back to your room.
SCARAMOUCHE, CROSSING HIS ARMS AND HUFFING: YN is a blanket hog. I was cold and couldn't sleep because they toss and turn like a demon is chasing them in their sleep.
SCARAMOUCHE: They didn't even apologize when they woke up. They just said to quote, "Cope."
JEAN: ... Good enough.
YAE: Cut!
[00:00:00] ONE BED INTERVIEW TWO, TAKE ONE
YN: Why does that little thingy say one bed?
YAE, CONFUSED: This is what you did last night? We want to know about it.
YN: No, I didn't.
YAE: Don't play with me.
JEAN: YN, this all goes faster if you don't lie.
YN, SCOWLING: Don't play with me!
JEAN: Good grief! Cut!
[00:05:30] ONE BED INTERVIEW TWO, TAKE TWO
YAE: [STARING AT YN BEHIND THE CAMERA]
YN: [STARING BACK]
JEAN: Guys, please...
YN: Yeah, okay, fine. I shared a bed with Scaramouche last night. So what?
YAE: Did anything... happen...?
YN: Like what?
YAE: You know like...
YAE: [PRETEND GIGGLES LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL] Kissing and stuff?
YN: Are we five years old? Don't piss me off!
YAE: Scaramouche said the same thing.
YN, STANDING UP: Well stop pissing me off!
JEAN: YN, just give us something.
YN, WALKING OFF CAMERA: I hogged the blankets on purpose to make him mad. Fuck that guy.
YAE, CALLING TO YN: Anything else?
YN: Bite me!
YAE: Scara said that, too.
JEAN: Cut!
stuck with you!
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*slide13: can u bring me back some food
*slide 15: …get him to go to the gym…and scara
also scara uses the wrong your in slide 23 he wud never i’m so tired pls forgive me
title is from that one vine am i showing my age lord two bros chillin in the hot tub five feet apart cus they’re not gay
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synopsis — after the disaster that was the live award show, where you and scaramouche got into an argument on stage after both of your groups got a tie for top artists, your guys' PR teams have been in shambles trying to scrape up your mess. that's when the idea to send you both off with some other idols to a remote location for a survival dating show to mend your public image comes up. before you know it your bags are packed and you’re on a plane to a remote island. the only obligation is you need to end up with scaramouche at the end of the show, whether you end up liking him or not doesn’t matter to your managers as long as the show’s ratings stay high. whatever you do in between to get there is up to you!
notes — im sorry for leaving you guys hanging for two months! hopefully it hasnt been too long where u forgot the plot,, college was really busy for me and i lost all motivation to write,, i lowk got rlly depressed lmao like omg med school is not for the weak!! i had to lock tf in and study but i saw a scara edit on my feed a few days ago and got to inspo to write so pls enjoy this long chapter :) missed u guys!! pls comment if u enjoyed to give me some motivation <33
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