#the 123 kid

[lornawh0re]

I flat out refuse to believe and accept that this little guy and X-pac are the same person 😭

[sychosid]

you will always wonder how

Marty Janetty & The 1-2-3 Kid & The Undertaker

Heartbreak Hotel AU

tw: none

Basically, what happens to Marty after my previous HBH fic. Think of this as an interlude.

[Ao3]

Kid was in Austin. Marty didn’t know by what stroke of luck that he was, but the little guy was and he knew he had to thank the stars for that. It was only an hour and a half out with the current traffic getting out of San Antonio.

Compared to that motel, it seemed like time dragged on. He was almost hesitant to drive out of San Antonio, but he knew he had to get away from the city. The wounds that Shawn Michaels’ left on his heart were being torn open. He couldn’t stand being in the city any longer than having booked a motel for the night to sleep in at. Even then his sleep was restless and tiresome. 

Nightmares of the way Shawn stared him down as he tried to drive away were stuck in his head. Those haunted eyes, the howling wind…He swore his car was going to be blown away with him in it.

The honking of the car behind him snapped him out of it. Light was green for go. He was meeting Kid at some abandoned apartment building which was fine by Marty. Anything but a motel for a while would be good.

Marty parked a block off from the building. It was early, he was sure Kid was asleep despite the younger man assuring him he'd be awake. It was too early for him to be up, unless he was already up all night.

The papers had shown that only a day had passed, when it felt like much more at the Heartbreak Hotel. Marty parked his car, stepped out, and made his way over to the abandoned building. He noted the lone motorbike parked right outside the place, surprised that the owner felt comfortable enough to leave it there.

He was going up the dusty, worn down stairs and swearing at Kid inside his head about why he decided they had to meet up on the third floor of all things. Marty was tired, his body trying to play catch up with the real world. There were ideas and thoughts swirling in the party boy’s head, things that weren’t explainable to just about any normal person. But he knew Kid would believe him, and believe him that it wasn’t just a bad trip.

Marty knocked on the door of the apartment number Kid had told him, 312. He waited a moment, before the door pulled open. Noting the lack of a peephole, he was about to chide Kid about not double checking who he was letting in when he noticed the figure standing towards the back of the room.

“Hey Marty!” Kid was happy to see him, as if he ever wasn’t. The man nodded his head in greeting. He was tall. Taller than the both of them. Dark, braided hair that was clearly dyed if the ginger roots peeking through were anything to go by. A leather jacket that was clearly too big for Kid was slung behind a chair. He was clearly the owner of the bike outside. Black, faded and cut into a muscle-tee Metallica shirt, leather pants. Bandana tied around his head.

“Kid, who is this.”

“This is uh, Mark. He said he needed to be here…I think he’s like, homeless or something. Y’know, crazy guy.” Kid leaned in and whispered, looking over his shoulder. 

To Marty, the man looked way too clean and well kept for someone who would be homeless. He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, trying to think of what to do.

“You…nevermind, I’m too tired. He hasn’t tried to do anything to you has he?”

“Oh I just met him like, a few hours after you called me last night.”

So he stayed up all night.

“Right…”

“Pardon me, gentlemen.” Mark interrupted. His tone was far more polite, and his voice was far more gravelly than Marty had expected. “You…you’re Marty, correct?”

“Yeah.”

“You��ve been…there. Recently.”

“There?” Marty felt his heart drop, but he kept his wits about him the best he could.

“The Heartbreak Hotel.”

It was like ice was coursing through Marty’s veins. He wanted to throw up.

Kid gave him a worried look. “You don’t look too hot man…wait…what’s the Heartbreak Hotel? Some fancy place you hitting up without me?”

“Shh.” Marty made a face at him, thinking for a second about his response. “Hey. How do you know about it?” Something in him knew not to question how he knew that Marty was there. Who cares? He did. Marty wanted to know what Shawn had been through.

“I was there. I met Shawn.” 

Marty’s heart couldn’t decide if it wanted to sink or stop or what.

“I was there.” Marty confirmed Mark’s suspicions. Or his accusation. Marty wasn’t sure. “How did you know Shawn?”

“Know…I met him there.” Mark seemed perplexed by the question.

“You met him–” Marty felt confusion take him over too. “You didn’t know Shawn? Kid you remember Shawn.”

“Michaels?” Kid titled his head.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, I remember him a little…we’d just met and then he went missing.”

Mark looked between the two of them, just as confused as before. 

“I did not know Shawn before I met him at the Hotel.” He confessed. “I…assumed he had no human origins.”

“What the hell are you two talking about?” Kid pouted, feeling out of the loop.

“I-I’ll explain later Kid, okay?” Marty put his hand on Kid’s shoulder, getting a nod in response. “And Shawn was a real, living, breathing human with blood in his veins. He was a friend of mine.”

Mark’s face hardly changes, and Marty wonders what he’s thinking. Did this guy think Shawn was just some random spirit or something? Hell, it’s not like Shawn was famous or anything but with this guy’s accent, he had to be local. Austin was the kind of city Shawn would love to live in too. 

After a while, he speaks.

“I see. That changes my thoughts. You need to come with me.”

And with that, Mark was out the door.

Kid and Marty exchanged glances.

“Kid–”

“GO! I don’t know what’s going on but it’s important to you Marty.” Kid is practically pushing his friend out the door.

“Okay, okay. Love ya, I’ll be in touch when I can, okay?”

“Yeah yeah, just go.”

Marty catches up to Mark, who’s confirmed to be the owner of the chopper that was sitting outside. “So uh, let me go grab my car–”

“I’ll give you a ride to it. When you’re following me, stay close. I won’t hesitate to leave you in the dust.”

Something in Marty’s stomach that was twisted just wrenched even harder. He didn’t doubt the pale man, but it was like being around him there was a shift in the air. Colder, deader.

“Alright.”

[mostbelovednjpwtournament]

Most Beloved WWE Wrestler Tournament

[doverstar]

SEGA finally reiterating to this generation of kids that Shadow the Hedgehog has a big heart and cares about everyone and is specifically made to be a force for good and not the edgy Power Rangers antihero of the week is everything I wanted-

[mr-wrestlemania]

Im not normal about this. Hes so eager to have his hand down his pants

[seanwaltism]

dumb thing i made for my gf of mine and her fave wrestlers but it is too funny to not share

this came to me in a shroom-induced fever dream (/hj. it's a long story) and i just had to make it

so behold: wwf femme-butch scale. i can't explain my rankings. they are just like that.

[dilanmoodboards]

I Need to share my agenda

[stellar-collective]

been rotating an au around in my brain where the Sonic cast is just a bunch of kids running around in a small town because nothing gives me more joy than to envision a complex high action narrative as a series of mundane adventures

[ssaanaaloves]

[adeleine-everyday]

day 123

she thinks she can cook

[hbklvr]

[pacifistcowboy]

yo omega would still be around in silver’s time as well as shadow, right?

and i assume shadow n omega would still stick together ‘cus they’re a team, so like would silver see omega as like an uncle? or dad 2? or just omega??

would omega even try to help raise silver or would he just be like “the tiny white hedgehog has psychokinesis and has been surviving on his own, he does not need our help. also i don’t want to help.”

[head---ache]

Finally elaborating a bit (the tiniest bit) on their wedding:]

[not-ur-boy-toy]

X-Pac trying to be serious will be my favourite kind of X-Pac, he's being serious for what reason??? Don't act like your serious when you go around acting all silly...

[mr-wrestlemania]

Shawn really wanted Pac on the outside bc hes actually the shortest of them and i think thats adorable.

[seanwaltism]

bob holly, bret hart, and the 1-2-3 kid before their 6-man tag match against yokozuna, owen hart, and hakushi