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[7scorpion]

Basically Arthur x Micah

Sorry guys i really wanted to write this fic but i got tired halfway thru because i started focusing on my oc a little bit... its kind of messy since i havent written in a while but its basically that

also i only post on tumblr mobile so im preemptively apologizing for the non read-more'd post

Rated R to be safe

Cowboy hatefic

"Talk to me Cowpoke." That old, not quite as southern accent hummed from above a dim oil lamp. Leaning shoulders onto the post of Arthur's tent, Micah set a downcast glance from the brim of his leather hat. Eyes searching the warm, glistening-- pathetic, 'brother' before him. He caught his own thoughts again. His wide, well used palms gripping the edge of his cot upon hearing his voice, strong, but still so ... entrancing?

"Now what? Can't you see I'm busy?" Curtly, Arthur shot back, accompanied by his most serious face.

A chuckle, or two, then Micah sighs again "Ain't you never heard of courtesy? I'm asking you to talk. You can't come back from a job in a huff, causin' a scene and NOT expect Dutch to send someone to check on 'ya" He lied.

Micah came to see Arthur on his own accord. Something always stirred him when Arthur was enraged. Wether it be his incessant comments causing it, or, some unfortunate crossing the big lug's path the wrong way. Micah's seen him shout until he was red in the face, and it sent shivers up his spine. It infuriated him, but he had never had a better orgasm in his life thinking about that deep reverberating shout. The way his lips pulled back over his teeth, his blue eyes lighting with impulsiveness, nearly feral. It was almost a bonus for Micah, knowing from the moment he touched himself to the thought, he had to wind Arthur up constantly. Just to hear that deep visceral sound again.

"Really. Dutch, sent YOU. Of all people, to discuss this with ME." Arthurs voice raising just in that little accusatory tone, had gotten Micah to swing up straight, locking eyes with Arthur. "Oh yeah, Cowpoke. Why? You tellin' me I'm not your favorite around here?" Thick sarcasm, the usual cadence out of Micah's lips as it peels into a grin. A disgusted grunt from Arthur is returned; rejection. It helps with the process, Micah tells himself.

Arthur stands from his cot, clothes unfold from his chest. Dark eyes lock on the little bit of chest hair peeking from Arthur's linen that drives Micah wild. There was something so dainty about him? Beautifully male. Micah stirs his hips again, adjusting his growing discomfort.

Arthur steps closer, eyes meet. Micah shoots his glance down for a moment, he cant stand it for long. Piercing eyes, sad, wonderful - Vile. He gives a low growl at Arthurs new position.

"Git on. I'm not dealing with your shit right now." The words fall out of Arthurs mouth with such certainty, and Micah disliked that.

Detouring around Arthur's pitiful excuse for a blockade, Micah steps to his cot feeling welcome to a seat.

"You think yer being funny? What do you want from me?" Arthur half pleaded, now standing over Micah as he was before, watching the rat bastard make himself comfortable. This was one of Micah's favorite angles to view his Cowpoke, with his strong jaw highlighted by the lamp. Thank the Lord he isn't married.

Micah shook his head. "Well, who do you think you are coming into camp like a bat out of hell?" Micah halfheartedly pitched back, as it was all he could think of.

Plain desperate to continue on. Still dazzled by the beads of sweat on Arthurs cheek. He watched his blue eyes roll like they were falling out of his head, so clearly over what Micah intended to 'pull'.

"Please, not now. I really don't have time for this." Arthur groaned, before collecting his gun belt from his chest. "I'm going for a ride, be gone when I'm back." With that, the younger cowboy sauntered to his horse and saddled up. To ride his stress away until sunset. Micah sat enraged. Utterly boiling. His plan turned, and it hasn't worked in weeks. This was his final attempt to get that sweet release from hearing Arthur raise his voice. Weeks had gone by and the man nearly seemed passive, Micah couldn't get a rise, not even out of himself. Micah left Arthurs tent dejected, he needed something new. Simple wordplay wasn't working anymore. Striding to the campfire, Micah mulled his plans and options, for him it was dire. He held his open palms over the fire, squat on a log, eyes glossed in thought. Oblivious to the negging of the stragglers at the evening fire. Nearly desperate for a piece of Arthur's emotion.

Hours feel like days. Sitting, waiting, checking of pocket watches. The sun had gone down nearly two hours ago. Revelers of the camp were loudly singing, mostly out of tune. Micah had sequestered himself as usual at a table, whittling to pass time. His final decision was simply, to try again. Maybe this time he would break the camels back and get a rise. A deep sigh. Relief at the thought of being able to feel it again. To himself, Micah hoped at least some of the campers would be asleep by that time. He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, closing his eyes. Desperately trying to reconjure the image of Arthur in his mind. Shouting for his life. Wonderful, wild, absolutely intoxicating.

"Mister Bell." A familiar low, drawl, dripping with honey drifts through Micahs ear. Eyes open in a flash, and dart upwards to the source; his cowpoke walking past him, with a relaxed grin.

Waves of disappointment overtook Micah. Arthur was calm, his plans were ruined. Stunned silence was exchanged, Micah's eyes darted back to his cigarette. Moments passed in thought before the cigarette was thrust between his lips and pulled to the end, nearly burning his fingers. Micah tossed the ember laden paper to the ground and tailed after Arthur, blind from his disappointment turned rage.

Arthur stood in his tent, wiping his face of the few beads of sweat with his back turned. Unaware of Micah's steam whistle mouth coming up behind him.

"Who do you think you are coming up to me like that!" Micah shouts down at the other man, causing him to whip around on his boot heel. Arthur's face twisted to a look of confusion and offense, he wasn't even aware he'd done anything.

"What in the hell are you talking about?" Arthur argues, in a lower voice, noticing Hosea had laid down for the night a few feet away after joining the small festivities. Micah shoved Arthur forward with a strong right arm, extracting the wind from his chest for a moment. Just like that, Arthur's mood turned. He thrust his arms forward and shoved Micah down.

Trying to catch himself, Micah grasped for anything. The post, the table, then, the ties to Arthur's canvas tent and tumbled to the ground. They barely noticed the canvas had fallen around them before they continued to throw punches inside of Arthur's tent. There was a limit to this Cowpoke's patience and Micah was finding it every time.

"I don't have time for this!" Arthur shouts before landing his beautiful, horrible fist into Micah's face. He sat above Micah attempting to restrain him. "What in the hell is wrong with you?!" Strained shouting through gritted teeth. Upon hearing which, Micah needed to adjust his hips under Arthur to accommodate his new rise.

Noises of resistance, grunts and shouts ensued before Micah found an opening. Arthur slipped on Micah's hips and felt something jab him, for a moment he was sure he was stabbed. With a swift motion, Micah flipped his favorite cowpoke onto his back, a new angle. He'd never seen this perspective before, his Adam's apple so pronounced, cheekbones... that chest. Nearly losing his advantage staring into Arthur's flesh, he resettles firmly, pressing the young man's arms over his head. "Now tell me why you do this to me." Micah uttered words he never thought he would. He felt as though he exposed himself for what he was. Obsessed. "Oh, you just cant help yourself, sick bastard." Arthur mumbled through labored breath followed by a low breathy chuckle, his eyes now trained on Micah's pronounced member. It took less than a moment for Micah to return to earth from Arthur basically calling him a freak. Blood pumping and a deep stare, sweat beads forming, deep, deep breaths. Slower and slower.

Lips meet. Fast and sloppy. Arthur's exposed chest shines under his oil lamp, coarse dirty hands grasp and grab at him. "Get naked, pretty boy." Micah growled, crawling upwards and jerking Arthur to his feet by his open shirt. They couldn't keep their hands off each other to do that.

Kissing desperately, chest to chest, the warmth stimulating that little dead part of their soul for passion. Assisted undressing, hats tossed without a care, physical absorption into the act. The world disappeared around them as they fell to Arthur's cot.

Hand jar, petroleum creme. God's gift to horny cowboys without a woman in sight. In this case, horny cowboys with no interest in the women in sight. Much more consumed with seeing how the other reacts to their provided pleasure. Arthur let himself be laid out, and Micah take over. After all Dutch DID want him to start trusting him more.

Not a delicate touch was exchanged as Micah ferociously tore open Arthur's button down and Arthur tossed Micah's hat away. Micah wasted no time, stepping up quickly to undo his current partner's pants, yanking downward without a care. Arthur couldn't complain, he was still wrapped up in all the groping of his various erogenous zones.

He wasn't going to allow himself to be completely nude, after all this was just impulsive and quick. Arthur was also still dwelling on the possibility that someone might be so inclined as to check on them. Though, who really would want to find out the source of those sounds. Micah unstraps his pants, allowing them to fall below his knees, and Arthur's immediately thrown back into the moment.

"You like what you see, pretty boy?" Micah's dark smug chuckle rings in one ear and out the other as he stares at the younger man sat before his hips. Arthur wasn't a man who needed to ask what he had to do next, he coated his hand in the petroleum and got to work.

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*insert darth vader no scream* smh but its ok!! At least we got to replying, that is all good with me cx

Ahh ruby is one i keep coming back, like constantly. Its my main song I played so far (right behind tiger inside. I blame minho doing the cover lolol) for the new year and honestly, not complaining. I could do an essay about how much I love the orchestral opening and how it tricks you before it switches 180 on the listener BUT I write way too much as it is so tldr be blessed with musical genius stuff with ruby when listening to it

Oohhh a gfx tutorial would be fun to see (I love seeing how people do their creations, like everyone has their own little dazzle to the steps and it is fun seeing how it becomes the finished product!) But only do it if you wanna and have time! No doubt probably would take time to do one so while I am curious on your process, I can understand if not showing! Lolol tbh your gfx style doesn't seem, like all over the place? (Now mine...we don't talk about them) like they feel like a cohesive style regardless? There is a theme i think, its very artsy yet put together? Idk how to explain it im sorry fjsjdjsj. Me and my friend do praise you for the gfx, like we dubbed you a wizard because how do you make them so pretty but also simple sometimes? (Speaking of your stuff, I don't think I thanked you for your resource pack? Thank you for it :D helped me out a bit with a creation or two)

But agreed!! Groups are bound to have loads of content so you will find one you missed even when active and up to date! Ahh yes, yes!! It feels very special to be like "in on the joke" so to speak. I love watching content where fans edit moments like say a going seventeen episode to make a summary but also include the funny moments. That helped me alot with getting into groups like skz. Also thank you, I can't help but feel annoying at times(?) Especially to you since you have better things to do than to talk to a random potato on anon jdjsjdjjs

But to slightly go off topic, how are you dreamy!? Outside from carrying tumblr with your creations of course, someone give dreamy the back massage they need for that btw

hiiii sorry i keep getting distracted asfgzds i SWEAR my brain just cannot retain that im supposed to DO things, like reply to asks >.<

plus i had my little hiatus right after u sent me these asks :(((

anywayyy

omg i agree about the tiger inside! i didnt even listen to it when the super m version came out but ive watched minho's fancam and the stage so much the song has totally grown on me lmao

I realized that i TECHNICALLY did post a video of me making some gfx but it wasnt really a tutorial it was just me speeding up the screen recording so i highly doubt its helpful its here if u wanna see it tho lmao ahfzbdjns i cant believe you talk about my stuff tho like???? ah thats crazy i feel like im unworthy of ppl discussing my stuff but im absolutely honored you like it enough to do so 🥺🥺 I should totally makanotherer resource pack at some point, maybe when my skz blog hits a milestone since its closer lol but thats really cool its helped you!! i jsut threw a bunch of things i use often into it and was like if one person even likes this a little i'll be happy! so im really glad its helped you 🥰

I think the way I usually get into groups is slide shows that me and a couple of my friends make. The process of making a slideshow about a group really helps focus on learning things and then receiving slideshows is so fun and a great way to learn ^^ we make them on google docs and then facetime to present them lol. we have so many at this point, for like almost every group we like lol. my skz one is MASSIVE

also i definitely do NOT have better things to do than to talk to you i swear, im just REALLY bad at answering asks because my grammar is so bad i have to put more mental power into it, but i totally get excited to see you sending me asks!!!

as for me?? im doing good, better than i was a few days ago (which is why i was up to finally answering you, im sorry it took me forever again) trying to be more active on my svt blog since i havent made a lot of content recently, but i think ive done better this week lmao

I hope youre doing well my dear! are you gonna wtch the skz fanmeet thats next week? i know some ppl cant afford it so im thinking of recording it liek i did with the soop 🤫

[marwankenzarisgaylittleearring]

Booker WOULD LIT be the hottest girl in wrestling booker would look so much like a wrestler that ppl even only vaguely aware of the existence of the sport would look upon him and go ‘ah. You work at the WWE?’ (<- which btw what if the Fuckening is booker selling out to go to wwe. The more I talk abt this tho the more Im aware Im showing my bias towards aew and its fucking me off a little bit but still I think itd be hyyyyysterical for booker to show up to the Other Place and now he’s like got an awful name and saying really scripted shit when he used to be known for his accidental promos like Eddie kingston. Like all emotion except booker wasnt doing them on purpose. “this sport has taken everything from me. I had a family, a real one, and a house we all could live in. I wasn’t there for birthdays, I missed recitals and football games and eventually I even missed their deaths.

“when the emergency services called me I was out here, fighting, for your entertainment. I went backstage and I didn’t check my phone until after all the celebrations, until I was so drunk I couldn’t move. My wife and children died in a car crash and I was the last to know about it, that is what pro wrestling does to a person. That’s why barbed wire is my best friend. You may think you know me but you dont. Only the devil has that privilege.” Etc etc

God theres a gifset in my likes rn that I keep coming back to of orange Cassidy outfit swap w Priscilla Kelly & now Im just thinking the slayage of Nicky being cargo shorts + the Priscilla Kelly top. It would never work but Im amusing myself with the mental image. But yeah I definitely do think effy is a contender like I think it can go anywhere & it really depends on how much intentionality Nicky is putting into it like. I cant nec picture the nickyyusuf feud w Nicky in daddy shorts because Nicky’s too focussed on the shoot aspect of the feud but I can picture Nicky in daddy shorts and a bondage top when fighting someone Very Heterosexual and using it to his advantage. He does indeed contain multitudes

Unfortunately Im an extremely un musically minded person so this is 100% in your hands and I also think you should make a playlist. For brainrot reasons.

Oh absolutely Nicky’s done meth yeah for sure. He’s a little feral. He might cross himself every time before the bell rings but he’s not a good catholic boy (see: daddy shorts) agree about the fucky music to pants pockets ratio for SURE. Nicky would do numbers online btw Nicky’s the kinda wrestler regular viewers would see and go huh ok well I dont entirely get it but hes somewhat in shape and has the right amount of violence for me to just accept that he’s on the card sometimes while ppl online would see him do the most normal thing and go ‘there is something so so so wrong with him.’ The most used tag for Nicky on Tumblr is ‘im putting him in a glass jar and shaking vigorously’ like he is deranged. De-Ranged.

HELP. YES. YUSUF WOULD BOTHER ME SM BC HE’S EXPENDING LIKE SO MUCH ENERGY BEFORE THE FIGHT EVEN STARTS BUT HE’D ALSO JUST BE SO ENTRANCING THAT U CANT HELP BUT WATCH IN AWE AS HE DAZZLES U WITH A CHEEKY HIGH RISK MANOUVER AND THEN FLASHES HIS GORGEOUS SMILE (with mask-matching grill, hello, brain has ceased functioning. And Kylie lip kit. I am obsessed with that and also with him.) Nicky seeing all of that and wanting to be him as well as fuck him. They are deeply annoying.

Cowboy boots andy. HELL YEAH BABEY also trying to think of a way to incorporate her labrys into the character bc I mean she has to have it so in my mind thats like her specialty weapon I mean its absolutely not allowed under any circumstances but she still like has it and postures with it. Back in the glory days when she would just come out with it and swing it around a little bit and threaten the referee but all while smilin and then shrugging and handing it over peacefully like ‘ur right ur right no labrys thats only fair.’ Meanwhile her opponents r shaking on their legs. Except then u had quynh who never thought anything of that labrys ruse except that it was very smart and admired the skill of Andy’s playing off the audience and trying to psych out her competition before anything even started. Andy meanwhile completely disarmed by quynh’s indulgent smile as the great Andromache is beaten for the first time in however long by someone making her debut of all things. <- went off the rails a bit here. Helmet plume Hello. yeah. Honestly at this point I think Andy can kinda just combine whatever she wants in the most horrendous of fashion moments like she’s wearing the helmet plume she’s wearing the daddy shorts she’s wearing black and white facepaint she’s wearing the cowboy boots she’s wearing a Memphis style vest. Titties out tho.

(im sure this doesnt exist irl except on Certain Websites which contradict the intention of the thing but in my mind Andy also just wrestled in leagues where women could wrestle bare chested. She was like I Do Not Need This Cumbersome Fucking Bra Restricting My Movements And Breathing & nile found out about it as a blossoming teenager and maybe does have some screenshots of horribly recorded bare chest matches saved somehwere deep in a folder entitled ‘homework’)

Quynh who’s gimmick savvy yeasssss yeah I feel that deeply !! Yelling at her calling him brosuf. Yelling doubly at her referring to Nicky as his dog (going to file that under ‘yep. yes, uh. yeah.’) love love love the progression of it tho to the Andy heelturn and the sad booker who thought he’d be getting something else from the faction But Doesnt.

See I just love the # of options you can go for with them tho bc the unscriptedviolence of it all & yeah exactly the starving artists is very very good & feels somewhat like. real. Not real as in realistic but real as in hashtagReal. As in — they have never done anything to warrant fame/obedience > personal freedom so why should they start now? When their choices r like. Either you follow a storyline thats approved for you by someone Who Is Just Sort Of Whoever But Also Your Boss OR they go get bloodied up in some seedy bar at the weekend & they arent even good at social media so they reach this cryptid status of fame where you CAN follow along with their journey but only on blogs that look like they were created in 2005 and weren’t updated in design since, and if you follow the right people on instagram, the faithful, you’ll glimpse them in videos those people might post but the point is you have to dearly WORK for it. Or yk become a groupie & follow their trail of blood around the world but thats unrealistic for anyone surely. <- this could be fun w nile as a person who is Incherested in their weird gig before joining up and then she joins up & sees Joe & Nicky be boring as hell and she’s like oh. I love you actually.

The duality of n&j being insane on stage & then so so normcore in their daily lives vs Andy who like is also insane onstage but she doesnt wear her heart on her sleeve so much so she SEEMS more self contained and then she tells nile to, as you so wonderfully put it, hit her w the thing they beat Jesus with. Top 10 dynamics of all time.

I did however also post-lastchat write down like . Not even a scene but a few sentences of a scene that were drifting around in my head about the juliahart nile togofblack situation but I’ll post that later

My thing w copley is that I do truly want him to be part of The Actual Wrestling Of It All. this vibe of like. He joined up because he thought he believed in what the faction was doing but then shit happened & idk maybe they started gaining popularity so merrick felt like he didnt have to pussyfoot around so much because Marks Are Loyal As Long As You Give Them What They Want & now Copleys like uhhhhhhhh. I didnt sign up for this. But merrick has sway over him in terms of like. Copley doesnt have anyone else. So he doesnt actually do fuck all until booker joins & he sees booker suffering so bad but pretending he’s happy to be suffering in silence & now copley’s like well this is some fucking bull shit . Also maybe booker is a mirror to me and I dont Like That. So fine lets do something about this lets pull out a steel chair and hit merrick when his back is turned. Etc etc. <- or not bc idk maybe copley isnt actually a wrestler but in a managers position but somehow still involved. Or not. What do u think. I suppose it could go whatever way

Fdhjklsq booker gets his gear on thinks he looks like hot shit then tries to socialise w his new stable and realises oh. Oh shit. Wait you guys arent even cool a LITTLE bit.

LOVING THE RETURN OF QUYNH IN A MASK NOW. Something that’ll never get tired. I believe that sincerely. Something something even if you still recognise me Im no longer who I was. Something something you cant go home because home doesn’t exist anymore. Smth smth. You can always come back. But when u come back it will be a place. It won’t be a home any longer. And so forth

Wrote 1k in silly response to this, indeed, fic-slash-maladaptive-daydream discussion so. Winning ! -> I was talking abt fuzzy coat Seth Rollins booker abt like. Whats the deal. Monday night messiah ? (cunt. I love wrestling. Im Seth rollins’ biggest fan no I dont watch the product) but like honestly 2tone mullet kind of everything to me or like the Kenneth o’ Meghan vibe of looking absolutely horrid trash on purpose (he’s the hottest girl in wrestling) 

NICO LOOKS. He’s hard. He’s difficult to pin down. <- everyone laughs at my pun. Instinctively Im like well surely he just looks like mox like honestly I think a lot of mox’s vibes fit Nicky in that first of all this isnt actually abt Nicky but can we talk abt Jon moxley being the one whose intro song is wild thing . Wild thing you make my heart sing etc etc . Deeply fun to me. babygirl theres something wrong with him. Anyway I think Nico’s intro song would also be wild thing + I like that mox doesnt use the tunnels to come in I feel like thats a bit Nicky except then Im wondering is that safe like where does the heel/face dynamic come in w his feud w joe. But anyway. Getting off track. (also I dont think nicky:mox is 1:1 bc mox moves weirdly and languidly when coming into any event which is STRANGE btw he’s so weird. But it works for mox but I dont think itd work for nicky.) anyway all of this to say I think Nicky would just show up to the function like ‘im wearing cargo army pants.’ Except mox’s pants are still a great fit nd Nicky wouldnt have that. SO LIKE basically to wrap up this tangent I think Nicky would either wear dadjeans or cargo shorts + kick pads OR he’s go the full punk route and like even tho he’s one of the hottest things in wrestling & also a full adult w self respect he still shows up in budgie smugglers printed with the Italian flag (ultimate heel move) 

Or you’ve got dan the dad who’s great but its a different sort of Nicky vibe. Thats like. Adjacent addtional 2nd au of an au.  (btw when I said Andy’s nile’s sting I meant that more in terms of the dynamic going on there but actually Andy in sting face paint is a marvel to me.) 

Yassified house of black kills me. (look at this art btw. yassified house of black ily) Im now also thinking abt how itd work in a situation where Nicky & Joe r feuding but they do end up on the same faction so not to steal absolutely everything from the house of black story line but the whole spitting in the face thing that happened w Julia hart I think itd be cool if that happened w either Joe or Nicky (OR BOTH!) To get them on the same faction. Actually itd be so fun if it was like Joe and Nicky’s feud is STILL going on and its not that ppl are getting sick of it its just that ppl are getting. Sick of it. Theyre like well girl take care of it in the back stop making it OUR problem. Ppl are like well this is clearly at least 50% shoot and its getting uncomfortable. -> and then nile (house of black nile) runs in & spits black mist in BOTH their faces. And now theyre the house’s tag team. But they still hate each other a lot. But also theyve been fighting so regularly that they work like a dream bc they know exactly what the other’s gonna do. 

splitting up the response for ease of reading. Unless this is more confusing in which case well I still did it so yk) ^ u kno when ur going thru the insanity stage of thinking up a new au and all avenues r still open to u so u might say things that dont make sense w what you’ve said before / what youre going to say next bc BOTH options are good and it doesnt matter that it doesnt work together ? Disclaimer that this is what that is. Bc joenicky tag team is one thing but joebooker tag team and then booker turns heel to join capitalism Dudley (scream) is another and I have to marinate in that one for a while bc a) yes b) ough . Part of me’s like booker turns into wardlow but I actually have a deep seated love for mjf and dont want to compare capitalism Dudley to him. And ig merrick already has his wardlow in that other dude (completely forgot the names I havent seen this movie in like . forever.) but still i do feel like the pinnacle does somewhat work as an existing equivalent to the merrick dynamic. OR . Speaking of Kenneth o’meghan. Booker’s bulletclubcleaner era ? I actually think that could work bc a) cleaner is a fucking vibe of all time nd b) I think booker would do good going from one gimmicky faction to one which is if anything even more gimmicky like if we’re doing a mostly 1:1 equivalency I think house of black in general (and togofblack) might be this evil heel faction but also I KNOW they paint each other’s nails and gab about their emotions. I KNOW that faction has emotional regulation. And I know the bullet club doesnt. So then I think in booker’s mind that move also makes sense cause he’s SAD , like All The Time but he doesnt actually wanna talk about it too much so now he moves to bullet club where he can be sad but also hide it behind kayfabe. Its full circle. We’ve performed faggotry at the wrestlemania.

Anyway yes andy in daddy shorts and face paint. Andy in daddy shorts and face paint and quynh interrupting a promo and Andy swallowing her own tongue and breaking kayfabe immediately. Wrestle-nile who’s standing next to her like uh Andy ? R u ok ? <- surely she like knows who quynh is (or not it could be equally fun if nile is clueless she really was just olympic darling nile and then said nah time for a new thing idk shit about any of these ppl btw) but like if she knows who quynh is she for sure doesnt know how #Real it is btwn Andy & quynh. Very fun. Nile rly thought oh I’ll just switch careers to become more of a performer and that’ll be a good time and surely won’t cause permanent damage to my psyche (wrong) (all of this happens in like 3 months. Welcome to the business nile we’re so happy to have you here !)

Cabaret style narrative is sooooo ……. Literally I could never do that bc I’m too impatient for shit like that but it would literally be so insane and delicious. <- I feel like Im watching this play out already and already Im like in the comments on ao3 screeching my head off waiting for the next chapter. If You Were Writing The Fic Etc Etc. If We Were Writing The Fic Etc Etc and not just doing this in your inbox and the replies of my posts (though Im sure everyones having a great time clicking back and forth in btwn our blogs and sharing our brainrot. Im sure)

Also yeah catharsis kink. Thats what tog is all about. You got your joebooker for catharsis you got your nickybooker for star wars (literally such a good comparison)

WE’VE ENTERED READMORE TERRITORY & I HV A WORD DOC, WINNING IMDEED.

Booker would also be the hottest girl in wrestling, you’ve nailed his vibe. What if he looks like someone started dissolving him in lye scalp-first, AND he’s got a fuzzy coat. Dual wielding. With sheamus mutton chop + soul patch facial hair

The roadblock I was hitting was LITERALLY ‘Costco cargo shorts’ echoing in my head like an apple tornado warning. Hive mind. Bc yeah, on one hand, nicolo is not cool. On the other, bondage harness. Jon moxley vibes splits those uprights, I like that. Or the effy fit from the gif what started it all.

Fucccc everybody’s music tho. Digressing for Joe and la hafla. Or Sophie. His face is the front of shop :)

ANYway I think wild thing would work for Nicky, bc it’s ironicsexy. Is he coming onto u with a boom box? No but you had to ask. However—like, ok, in my opinion modern au Nicky should feel like he’s done meth a LITTLE. So I also wouldn’t mind him w/ a Funeral Derangements intro. Or hank Williams III Hellbilly. Especially if he’s normal, the fuckedness of the music should rise w/ how many pockets his pants have. If his outfit is Dan the dad’s then he comes out to Cocaine the White Devil. Also I’m still a lil stuck on Nicky/booker tag teaming from the orig posts, & their intro is stooges’ I wanna be your dog SEND POST!!

Not using tunnels is killing me bc Yusuf absolutely has a curated parkour entrance. He gets up on the fuckin. Corner pole thingy and backflips into the ring, and starts almost eating shit looking for Nicky. Without fail, when his dumb psychobilly wraps, that motherfucker appears and swings under the ropes like the satan of gym teachers. It kills Joe bc he gets over w/ what he KNOWS is just low effort disguised as jumpscare. It also kills him bc he can’t find him either but that’s different. (Nicky is usually in the empty behind-camera seats, eating stolen popcorn like ‘he looks good. I should learn to backflip.’)

Andy should absolutely have face paint. And cowboy BOOTS. I hv a rollerderby wip where I gave her an optio helmet plume, and like. Just saying. Also I can’t thread the needle between Andy and Memphis style right now but I want to

Being willing to alienate the audience/ruin their careers to beat ass is extremely yusufnicky. Getting vibes of like…a, ppl are getting sick of the shoot, and so Joe tries 2 rebrand w/ Andy and quynh’s face clique (replacing lykon who dipped bc [dialup noise], also I just Feel andy starting as a face). & Quynh, who strikes me as very gimmick savvy/a great storyteller being like ‘Hey. brosuf. you know what would fuck severely. bring ur weird dog and we have a deal.’ And they have a face run until The Fuckening. This also works 4 me bc I feel, before he internalizes and seeks out booing simultaneously, Booker’s baby-depressed, a jobber dying to live vicariously thru being a face and winning abt it. But like, AS he joins house of guard, Quynh is gone and Andy’s done a heelturn bc she’s emo in real life, and Booker is like *sad wojack*

Or b, the four of them aren’t a faction but they’re always on the same cards. Joe and Nicky fuck up so sincerely. Like, they fuck up through 3 cameras, the ref, and the parking lot. I think it would be funny if it was a ‘last ride’ match that went off the rails. They get blackballed from most sane venues is my point tho. The quynh fuckening happened offscreen. Andy comes up craving conflict, don’t ask why, but do they want to do fucked up hardcore so niche it’s barely profitable? And Nicky is like ‘BET’ bc again, there is something so wrong with this man, and Joe is *sad wojack but disgruntled*, bc he wanted to get WWE-famous & say something fucked up on live Saudi tv. Like Kanye. But then he realizes he’s doing impact play on straight ppl professionally, and it’s a smaller victory, but equally funny.

This one works for me bc they give starving artist vibes. Like, they should be poor and obscure. Disgraced post-fame. Do not know why. It’s funny if Nile is like, didn’t I sneak out of bed to watch you on Monday night raw? and Andy is like yes, now hit me with the thing they beat Jesus with.

Either way you’re so right abt Julia hart Nile.

Is Copley the ‘smark’ that helps them take down the merrick team for like, insider trading or whatthefuck?

Vibing to the bullet club thesis. That’s the perfect bimbofication of his canon conflict. Also. Booker trying to wallow around heterosexuals. ‘The risk I took was calculated, but FUCK’

Nile’s like OH THE OTHER MILF I COMMITTED KID CRIMES @ 9PM TO SEE—oh you’ve taken back the cat o nine tails—oh you’re committing seppuku with it. I’m going to have an investigative journalist moment with this later.

Nile as a fan who has a ‘hm’ moment abt how oh, you’re fucked up. I see. The POV introduction to the cabaret thing, 1st look behind the curtain into the binary.

Speaking of songs. Which we weren’t anymore but. Speaking of them. Quynh & sympathy for the devil. She comes back from [etc etc] w/ a masked gimmick. Part of it is legitimately no one knows who she is. Andy splashing her face in a shitty bathroom after the interrupted promo & the lights are flickering bc the arena is taking so much power. In the bg you hear PLEASED TO MEET YOU. HAVE YOU GUESSED MY NAME?

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Guys. I think the pumpkin ripens the more boops u give n receive