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gremlin

♡♡♡ | kenny omega x celeste

requested by celeste

warnings: short person jokes, semi-fluff, adult language

author note: this is an inside joke turned to a fic for a friend. nothing to take serious.

summary: kenny is being called out by another wrestler on the aew roster. words are exchanged and things spiral, but no one expected kenny to bring out his significant other to help fight his battles.. especially in the way he does tonight.

❝ i think it’s very funny how the big and bad champ of All Elite Wrestling™️ cowers not only behind his old ass manager, his ugly clothed friends, but now also behind his significant other! ❞ ethan page held the microphone tightly in his grip, pacing back and forth beyond the ring as the crowd surrounding all had mixed reactions to this feud going on. one half on the side of kenny omega and the other half on the side of ethan. it had been three weeks since the initial fight between these two men and apparently ethan wasn’t giving up until either kenny was no longer champion or kenny mans up and takes the final blow. and ethan had been MIA for a while, no show and no sign from him, just his partner scorpio sky to do some damage against The Elite, running around and making a mockery of them.

❝ you know, i don’t think you’ve got what it takes to be the champ Kenny. i truly believe you’re just a sore loser.  . stuck up, a sell-out, a coward. otherwise you would’ve been on my ass for lord knows how long now. or is it. . . am i just not good enough for The Cleaner, The Legend, The man? for weeks you’ve been in and out this ring, chapping them gums and running them lips. . . saying how you’re great and how much better than half of us you are. you don’t take a challenge unless you issue one out? well here i am, big boy, issuing YOU this challenge because YOU’RE not worthy of me-  ❞

music had interrupted ethan when he was giving a pretty long but inducing speech. fans were leaning forward with each and every word falling from his mouth. however, kenny’s theme hit and it was extra loud because he was sick and tired of hearing this man speak every single week. . . saying the same shit over and over and over and over again. but kenny was not the first to walk out onto the ramp. matt and nick jackson strolled out, their signature looks and outfits, then brandon cutler with his infamous mask and cooling spray settled into his hands, next was don callis - the myth, the legend, the manager. and finally out came kenny omega - THE kenny omega. he didn’t look impressed or interested to be here right now.

❝ so you’ve finally decided to be a big boy, put your pants on, and come face me? well good. i’ve got a whole lot of shit to say to- hold on- what the hell are you wearing? ❞ ethan page stood in the middle of the ring, which was surrounded by The Elite’s members, confused. he just pointed his fingers towards kenny with a puzzled expression plastered on his face. the rest of the audience had the exact same look as well.

there kenny stood, in all his glory. his hair tied back in a quick curly manbun, his beard shaven up and trimmed, he wore nice fitting pants with an even nicer fitting shirt, an outfit that wasn’t tacky nor ugly - as some could say. but his outfit was not what ethan was talking about - no - not at all. he was talking about the fact celeste, kenny’s significant other, was quite literally hanging off his chest while being stuck inside one of those baby carriers. celeste was a shorter person compared to kenny but no one could ever have expected him to march down the ramp with them attached to him like one would do with an infant. it looked absolutely ridiculous!

❝ what do you mean? i’m simply wearing some dress pants with a Gucci shirt. not that you would know anything about that- you look cheap. ❞ kenny puffed his chest and ignored the literal protests coming from celeste as their feet kicked in the air and their arms swung up and down. they couldn’t quite get up and out of this child-made carrier or else they would’ve been out and gone a long time ago. now this was just embarrassing. . .

❝ i’m talking about the fact a grown ass person is hanging off of your frontside! what the fuck is wrong with you? this is shameful and weird. . .  ❞ ethan might’ve had a run for his money back in Impact Wrestling ™️ but he didn’t think he’s done anything as weird as this. was this some kind of kink? was it a punishment? on live television - it was concerning.

❝ you clearly don’t know what they even did to have been put in here. did you know they’re an ankle biter?! they like to bite and kick ankles and kneecaps- just the other day they went out on a rampage like some feral gremlin because they were hungry! i could’ve came out here without celeste, sure, but they’re just as important to me than anyone else. you’re lucky, ethan page, because i could’ve brought them out here without safety precautions and you might’ve been the next victim. ❞

said-gremlin in question just hung there and grumbled considering they couldn’t get out and kenny wasn’t likely to help them out either. none of the other members, who were close friends, even attempted to help them break out of this baby prison. apparently they too were scared of what celeste might do to them once they’re free and able to work their limbs again. but it wasn’t even the fact kenny came up with this idea. . . it was him literally carrying celeste out from backstage and into the eyes of not only the fans who sat in the audience but now in front of the cameras, of thousands more who watched at home. how humiliating it was to just helplessly stick there and not say or do anything.

❝ for the sake of keeping my most preciousness safe and sound, i will not be stepping into the ring with you tonight. i couldn’t forgive myself if celeste got hurt by the likes you, ethan. however i will say this. . . your measly stupid challenge has been accepted! i will even go ahead and schedule it for this upcoming pay-per-view event. . . make it a huge deal since that’s what you want. but don’t get your head all big- you won’t win this sunday and tonight, you won’t be leaving this ring in one piece either. ❞ the second kenny was finished dishing out his words, the young bucks with brandon cutler were sliding into the ring and attacking ethan page almost instantly. The Elite didn’t play nice, they played to win, so naturally ambushing and beating up their enemy was the wa to go. and look. . . seemed as if ethan didn’t have any friends tonight as no one had come out to aid him in his time of need.

celeste was finally set free of the baby carrier they were strapped in, their legs felt a bit like jelly and numb, pins and needles shooting throughout the whole leg. however it was bearable,  ❝ thank you for letting me out, kenny. but now that i’m free. . . this feral gremlin, as you put it, is going to kick your fucking ass! ❞

❝ no, wait- i did that for your own good! who knows what you would’ve done to ethan out there for trash talking me- baby- NO! PLEASE! ❞ people in the hallway kept to their own business as the screams of the AEW Champion was heard, traveling through backstage, settling in. not even The Elite could save him now.

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[bellalutionn]

can i request a fluff for kenny omega? where its the readers birthday and kenny throws a suprise party for the reader and proposes? <33 thank youu

of course you can, sweetheart! i’ve been waiting for someone to request kenny! thank you for the request! i hope you like it!! <333 also this gif… 🤤

SURPRISE BIRTHDAY WITH KENNY OMEGA

- your birthday was coming up and you were a little sad about it, to be honest.

- your boyfriend of four years, kenny, hadn’t even asked you if you wanted to go to dinner. you were super upset about it. it disappointed you.

- the girls of aew were in on kenny’s masterplan to throw you a surprise birthday party. so, they all invited you out for lunch and for shopping. then, you all were going back to yours to wine.

- “it makes me sad that kenny hasn’t asked me to dinner for my fucking birthday. it makes me so sad, britt.”

- “maybe he has something planned for the night, if you know what i mean.”

- “i hope so, britt.”

- the girls picked you up and took you out to a nice lunch. it was brandi, allie, britt, penelope, and nyla. after lunch, the girls took you shopping.

- once brandi had gotten the text from kenny that everything was set for you guys to come back, you guys decided it was time for wine.

- you were feeling a little better about not going out with kenny but you were obviously still upset. i mean, who wouldn’t be? the one person you loved the most didn’t even get you anything and didn’t even ask to do anything. or so you thought.

- once you guys got home, your house was completely dark and silent. “kenny?” no answer. “huh, he must be out or something.” after you said that, your heart shattered. you wanted to just cry but you wouldn’t let that happened in front of all your friends even though they wouldn’t judge you.

- suddenly, all the lights turned on and a whole bunch of party poppers shot off as all yours and kenny’s closest friends yelled surprise and oh my goodness, you were surprised!

- all your sadness went away as you screamed in what was at first fear but then happiness. kenny came up to you, hugging you and kissing you. “happy birthday, my love.” he said, “i love you so much.”

- “thank you, ken. i love you.” and he would kiss you again.

- “you guys knew about this?!” all the girls nodded, “well, of course we did!” allie smiled at you.

- everyone came up to you and said happy birthday. you felt so loved.

- there were all your favorite foods including kenny’s famous canadian spinach cheese dip that you loved.

- you knew kenny put in a lot of effort and now you knew exactly why he hadn’t planned anything with you.

- but when it came to presents, you didn’t open any that were from kenny. you were a little upset because you were hoping to get something but you got a party so you told yourself not to be upset.

- everyone’s presents were great and you loved them! everyone knew that kenny was gonna propose to you so people had their cameras out ready to take pictures and record just like kenny asked. brandon cutler had his professional camera there, ready to take really nice looking pictures.

- once you thought you were done, you started to thank everyone for all the presents but kenny interrupted you and told you that he did indeed have a present; an engagement ring.

- he started off by getting on one knee, with a speech, telling you how much he loves you. then telling you how he’s always loved you and he always will. the tears were pouring out of your eyes and then he popped the question, “will you marry me?”

- of course you said yes! since day one, you knew you wanted to spend the rest of your life with kenny. you loved him so much and wanted to marry him.

- the amount of pictures and videos that were taken… you loved them all! you were so happy that your guys closest friends were there to witness one of the most important moments in your life.

- it was officially the best birthday ever!

i really hope you liked this! thanks for the request, love <3 i got a little carried away so it’s a little long but i don’t see a problem with that. i still love it!!

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[debbiechanclub]

“Personal Snow Globe” - Brandon Cutler x OFC

Title: Personal Snow Globe

Theme: @12daysofchristmas Day 4 - Snow

Fandom/Character(s): AEW/Brandon Cutler x OFC

Warnings: None! This fic is a big ball of fluff.

Word Count: 1,537

Notes: @champbucks wanted a Brandon fic, so I had to deliver. I must say, this is probably the SOFTEST thing I have ever written, but I’m quite proud of it. I hope y’all enjoy!

Find more of my fics here.

Tag squad: @hotyeehawman @freshlysqueezedmox @gabbynorth98 @comeasyoudar @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @librathepheonix13 @exe-sadboi-exe

For the first time in a long time, Olivia wasn’t excited for Christmas. Ever since she and Brandon had started spending the holidays together, they’d traded off which side of the family got which holiday. This year, it was supposed to be Thanksgiving with Brandon’s family and Christmas with hers—but while they had spent Thanksgiving at Brandon’s parents’ house, given the state of things they’d chosen to be responsible and not travel for Christmas. Which meant they were staying in Southern California rather than going to Olivia’s parents’ place in Western New York. And, while she was upset that she wouldn’t get to see her family in person, she was probably even more upset that she was being robbed of a white Christmas.

“It’s supposed to snow in Buffalo again tonight,” Olivia groused as she looked at the weather app on her phone.

“And probably tomorrow night, and the night after that,” Brandon pragmatically pointed out. “Didn’t you say Buffalo gets three times the national average snowfall per year, or something ridiculous?”

“It’s not ridiculous, it’s what’s supposed to happen in winter,” she returned. “Meanwhile here in seasonless Southern California, it’s in the seventies three days before Christmas.”

Brandon smiled and shook his head. He was used to hearing her complain about the weather in Southern California. While she absolutely loved it during spring and summer, by the time September rolled around she would inevitably get homesick for a chilly bite in the air and the actual need for sweaters and coats and scarves. Being able to walk around without so much as a jacket during Christmas was just wrong.

“You’re the one who decided to move here,” Brandon teased.    

“And for two-thirds of the year I love it! But that other third…” she trailed off. He let out a laugh.

“It’s just the worst.”

She pouted at him. “I’m really bummed, Brandon. Seriously.” She didn’t mean to sound childish or ungrateful; she knew how lucky they were that Brandon’s family lived close enough that they could spend the day with them, and she was doubly lucky that she loved his family. But there was just something special about a snowy Christmas—and if there was any year that Olivia could use a dose of that magic, it was this one.

Thankfully, Brandon understood. He was the most understanding person Olivia knew. “I know you are, Liv. But we’ll make the most of it. At least we won’t have to spend it by ourselves; most people don’t have that luxury this year.”

“I know,” Olivia sighed, suddenly feeling bad for complaining. He was right, she knew he was. He always was.

But the New Yorker in her couldn’t help it. She wanted her white Christmas.

* * * * * * * * * *

“Alright, this is the last one.”

Brandon grabbed a box from underneath the Christmas tree and crossed the room to hand it to Olivia. She accepted it with a warm smile. They liked to open their presents for each other on Christmas Eve, so it was something personal for just the two of them. Had they been in Buffalo, they would have snuck up to Olivia’s childhood bedroom after dinner with her family and opened them there. Admittedly, it was a lot nicer to get to do it by their tree instead of next to her marching band competition trophies.  

“This is heavy,” Olivia remarked, weighing the box in her hands. And then, her eyes widened. Somehow, she just knew what it was. She tore open the wrapping paper in two swift motions and let out a gasp. She’d been right—it was the Canon camera she’d been saving up for for months.

“Merry Christmas, babe.” Brandon’s smile was dazzling and infectious as he watched her unwrap it the rest of the way. Olivia was beside herself.

“Brandon… this is… wow.” She ran her hand over the glossy cardboard box, still in awe. That camera cost thousands of dollars. Suddenly, the Dungeons & Dragons dice set and wooden dice tower she’d gotten him—which had not been cheap—seemed paltry in comparison.

“This is too much,” she said.

“What?” Brandon gave her a look like she’d said the most ridiculous thing in the world. “No. I know you’ve been saving up for it for a while, but I had the money, so I figured why not?”

Olivia’s brow knitted together. “Are you sure? This is a really expensive cam—”

“And your photography is worth the cost.”

Tears immediately sprung to the back of her eyes. Brandon was too good to her.

But she couldn’t help but look a gift horse in the mouth. “Wait, you didn’t buy this to make up for us not being able to go to Buffalo, did you? Is this why you were gone all day yesterday?”

It wouldn’t be unlike Brandon to make a sweeping gesture like that; it wouldn’t be the first time since they’d been together. Plus, she hadn’t noticed this particular present turn up under the tree until late yesterday evening.

But Brandon shook his head. “No. I bought that for you a while ago,” he explained. “And I was gone all day yesterday because of traffic. There was still a last-minute Christmas rush even though people should be staying home.”

Olivia didn’t say anything in return, taking his word for it. But, as grateful as she was for the gift, she still felt a little guilty that he’d spent so much on her, even if he did have the money.

“Liv,” he gently squeezed her knee, drawing her out of her thoughts. “It’s not too much. I wanted to get it for you, and now you can use the money you’ve been saving for a rainy day.”

A smile crept onto her lips. “Right, because it doesn’t snow here.”

Brandon good-naturedly rolled his eyes. “I can take it back.”

“No!” She playfully snatched the camera away from him. “I love it, and I love you,” she said, and she sealed it with a kiss.

* * * * * * * * * *

Christmas morning, Olivia woke up later than she’d intended. After exchanging gifts, she and Brandon had stayed up late watching Christmas movies, drinking eggnog, and eating cookies—and she’d probably indulged her sweet tooth a bit too much. Thankfully, they weren’t going over to Brandon’s parents’ house until a bit later in the afternoon.

As she stretched and climbed out of bed, she was unsurprised to find herself alone. Brandon was an early riser, no matter how late he went to sleep. He’d probably already made breakfast. She hoped he hadn’t pulled out all the stops; she still felt a bit full from the night before.

She trudged into their master bathroom, still half-asleep, and turned on the light. But what she saw outside the window immediately woke her up.

Snow.

For a second she stood there, dazed and confused, not trusting her own eyes. She rushed to the window and pressed her face against the pane, peering out into the backyard. The “snow” seemed to be coming from one corner of the house, falling into the backyard. She looked down at the ground and spotted Brandon, looking up into the faux flurries. He saw her and waved, that giant smile of his on his face.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Olivia rushed to slip on her house shoes and hurry downstairs, her heart thumping excitedly in her chest. She felt like a kid again as she burst out into the backyard. “Are you kidding me?” she repeated her question to Brandon.

He held out his arms. “Since we can’t go to the snow, I figured I’d bring the snow to us.”

She looked up and watched in awe as the snow burst out from the roof and floated down onto them. It felt light and cool on her skin. She was almost tempted to open her mouth and catch a few flakes on her tongue, but she thought better of it.

“How in the world did you pull this off?”

A conspiratorial smirk appeared on Brandon’s lips. “This is why I was gone all day yesterday. I got the idea not long after you started complaining about it snowing in Buffalo again,” she rolled her eyes, but he kept talking. “It was quite a task finding one of these things two days before Christmas, but I wasn’t gonna stop until I did.”

Much like the Grinch’s had, Olivia felt like her heart grew two sizes right then and there. She had no idea what she’d done to deserve someone as sweet as Brandon, but he’d just singlehandedly made this Christmas better than any other Christmas she’d ever had.

He walked over and pulled her close, snowflakes falling all around them. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” Olivia beamed. “It’s like our own personal snow globe.” She gave him a kiss. “Thank you.”

“Of course,” he returned—and then Olivia had a thought.

“Stay here.”

She pulled away from him and hurried back toward the house. “What is it?” he called after her.

She paused with her hand on the door handle and sent him a smile over her shoulder. “I’m gonna get my new camera. I can’t think of a better first picture to take than in your Southern California snow.”

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[heelwriting]

Prompt: Both going to grab the same thing and touching hands, then making eye contact

Fandom: Wrestling, AEW

Pairing: Brandon Cutler x Reader

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 749

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Dedicated to @joto-de-lucha-libre

I had worked a match for AEW Dark, I was exhausted and hungry afterwards and decided to go to catering and grab a bite, I took a plate and started getting whatever was available, a little bit of everything never hurt anyone.

I saved the best for last, my hand grabbed the last plate with cake but I didn’t realize someone else lifted it at the same time, a much bigger hand had the other end of the plate, I look up to see Brandon Cutler, his eyes opened big and his mouth opened like he was trying to say something, he looked at the cake and tried to take it but I somehow pulled and got it intact, I laughed and he rolled his eyes.

“Sorry, I saw it first"

I excused, I didn’t know if I saw it first, but I did ok?

“It’s ok, take it"

He said as he started walking away, I wanted to say something else but he was too far and I had to yell.

“Good luck in your match!”

Brandon didn’t look back but gave me a thumbs up as he walked away.

After our awkward exchange I went to sit with Jurassic Express to see the rest of the matches, everything was good but Brandon vs Peter had me on the edge of my seat, I was so nervous that I felt like I was in the ring with them, it’s a feeling I miss in watching most matches but they had me hooked, of course Brandon had something to do with that but that was another story.

When I finally saw the three count happen I got up and yelled at the tv, Jungle Boy and Marko just looked at each other with a knowing look, maybe I just demonstrated I was in love with Brandon.

I was really happy for him, finally getting a win was the biggest moment of his career, I didn’t care if the boys where looking at me, I wanted to congratulate Brandon, no matter how long the line was. I waited for him to come backstage, I waited still on my seat until he was closer to where I was.

I escaped Jurassic Express and their questions and walked towards Brandon, he walked around shakings hands and exchanging words with everyone, I ran to see him, I tried not to look awkward like I was in catering, I think I failed but it was too late, I was in front of him and he towered over me, I forced myself to speak.

“Congratulations!”

I said, he put his hand out but it was too late, I went for a hug, he froze for a second but gave in immediately, he hugged my waist and his head rested on my shoulder, he was still sweaty from the match, I didn’t think it through.

“Thank you, you brought me luck"

He said as we separated, his hand stayed on my shoulder keeping me close, he had a big smile on his lips, I stumbled with my words.

“Me? I don’t think so, you didn’t see me lose tonight?”

I laughed and Brandon imitated me.

“I saw you, but you are my lucky charm, there’s no going back”

He touched my nose lightly, I raised an eyebrow and nodded, I could get behind this cute and awkward man.

“That’s sweet, Brandon"

He looked around and scratched the back of his head, I evaded his face too, fidgeting with my fingers for a while, it felt like hours had passed, even if they were mere seconds.

Brandon took my hand and I looked up at his face, he had a confident smile and I kind of got lost in it for a second, until his deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

“Would you go out with me sometime? Whenever you want or maybe not, I’m not trying to pressure you, It’s just that I like you so much and…"

Despite his smile he was a nervous mess, he was lucky that I thought he was cute, I smiled and raised my voice so he could take the hint and stop talking.

“I said yes, in case you didn’t hear because of your rambling”

He laughed nervously, his cheeks turning red from embarrassment.

“Oh that’s… great, I’ll see you around then”

He said as he walked away and I couldn’t help put on a dumb smile as I realized, I had a date with Brandon Cutler.

Originally posted on November 25, 2020

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It Was All Good...Then in Comes Kenny

For previous parts, click HERE

Pairings - Adam Page x OFC, Matt Jackson x OFC x Kenny Omega, Chuck Taylor x OC

Categories - Fluff, Angst, Almost Smut

Warnings/Promises - Cussing (like always), sexual jokes, and well uh, almost smut

Summary/Desc - Adam and Gabby get into an arguement, Brianna has a rough day, Parker and Chuck finally talk, and Adriana gets into a, well, entanglement.

Back in Gabby’s life, her and Adam had bought a house in Ann Arbor Michigan where they planned to raise their baby. A baby boy named Ashen Page. 8 months into her pregnancy she was on lock down not knowing when the baby would come, other on Adam’s hand he still had to wrestle.

“He’s not home yet?” Parker said, “Nope.” Gabby sighed. Gabby and Parker were facetiming while she sat on their couch, waiting for Adam to arrive home. Minutes later she heard the sound of the door being unlocked, “Ok he’s here I’ll call you back.” She hung up the phone. Adam entered the house, hair in ponytail, luggage draped over his shoulder. “Hi baby!” Adam dropped his bags and ran to where Gabby was, “Hi!” 

They kissed, when Gabby noticed something...off, “Have you been drinking again?” “Of course not, babe.” Adam placed his hand on a frustrated Gabby's stomach. While she was pregnant, her and Adam promised he’d sober up, unless it was drinking for work. She immediately moved his hand off her, “I’m not fucking dumb Adam, I can taste the whisky in your breath.” she rolled her eyes. They sat down on the couch, “I was stressed about work and you and Ashen, I just had to.”

“You sound fucking dumb, if I can’t drink for 9 months, you can’t either.” Gabby shook her head in disappointment. “When are you gonna become more understanding Gabrielle, like fuck!”

“More understanding?! I’ve been nothing but understanding bro.” A tear ran down her face. “It’s like you want me to be this person that can wrestle, and be a great dad, and pleasure you, plus be your emotional support system? I can’t do it all.” “So what? Am I asking for too much? Because if I went to Joey and asked him to be my emotional support system, or fuck it. Go to him for sex them what would you do Adam?” Gabby wiped her tears, crossing her arms. “Really? Maybe I wasn’t wrong about you and Kenny then!” he shouted. 

“What is it Adam? You think we fucked? Kissed? Want each other? I’ve told you it's not like that at all. You're the only man I want.” Gabby teared up again. Adam couldn’t bear to see Gabby cry anymore, so he pulled her into a hug. “I’m sorry about the drinking babe.” “It’s ok, I love you”. Adam used the tips of his thumbs to wipe the tears off her face, lifting Gabby’s shirt rubbing her baby bump. “Love you so much more.”

All the way over in Jacksonville, Brianna was getting ready to film a BTE bit. She had agreed to film with Brandon and Frankie Kazarian, and was a bit excited. “Alright, Brianna you ready?” Brandon asked, Bri nodded enthusiastically. “Kaz you ready?” She looked over at Frankie and he was glaring at her. “Yeah, I’m ready.” He said in a sharp tone.

She went back and got into place and Brandon started filming.

Bri was hunched over looking through Twitter on her phone, not watching where she was going. “OW- What the shit!?” Frankie Kazarian yelped. Bri quickly looked away from her phone to see that her foot was on top of Frankie’s heel. “Oh my god. I am so sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going-” she rambled. Frankie was steamed. He was already angry, as usual, and this made it a MILLION times worse.

“You know what I am sorry for BRI-ANNA?” He asked quite loudly which made everyone turn to look at him. “I'm sorry that someone as talented as Joey Janela wasted his hard earned money on someone like you.” Bri opened her mouth to apologize again but was cut off. “HOW are you even back here? I don’t know if you have read the fucking signs EVERYWHERE, but this is for talent only! What talent do you have Bri? Besides getting on your knees for people other than the Lord himself?” Kazarian was extremely dramatic with everything he said during BTE- but this seemed a little too real.

“Like honestly, as soon as you get here you have Marq Quen following you around like you’re important; and then the very next day I SEE you talking to Cash Wheeler- who has only been here for a couple WEEKS?! I’m surprised you didn’t all go in a room together and fuck yourselves, or maybe you did.”

Bri was actually concerned. “How the hell does he know who I’ve been with… this wasn’t in the script?” She began to notice everyone around listening into her conversation whispering to each other. “This is so embarrassing.” she thought. “What else have you done here? You’re by far the LEAST relevant outta of your little friend group, and you crave attention so much - so now you got it! Should I go off and check everyone you’ve batted your eyelashes at since you’ve been here?” 

Bri shook her head no, but it was too late. “There was Marq of course, then when you got bored with him you crawled over to the new hottest thing; Cash Wheeler. But do they know who you’ve had between them?” Bri’s eyes slightly widened.  “You had made heart eyes, with not one but ALL members of Team Taz. What is wrong with you?! Two of them have families of their own, You damn homewrecker!” She saw some of the people backstage shake their heads. 

“Kaz… stop.” she mumbled under her breath. 

“Nah nah, don’t be quiet now you fucking cheater! Everyone has heard you, like when you thought since you were in a janitor closet with Austin Gunn no one would notice the strange moans coming out of them?” Shit. Bri was tired of hearing this man exposing her, “I told you - that wasn’t me. This arena is old, could have been a ghost Frankie.” she lied of course, but she would do anything to get out of this situation.  

“Last time I checked we were at a wrestling arena not a damn haunted mansion. Everyone is smart enough to know the difference between a moan full of fucking pleasure from a cry from a ‘ghost’.” 

Brandon Cutler began to lower his camera but Kazarian yelled at him. “Don’t you fucking dare cut this! We’re all about being real, well THIS right here,” as he points as Brianna, “Is as real as we’re gonna get. Because some people are stupid enough to let bitches like this come in here and suck off the whole roster.” Bri was shocked. 

“Who are you calling a bitch? I know the least important member of SCU isn’t talking. Let me talk to Scorpio.” she rolled her eyes, there was no way in hell this was getting posted online. “Sorry, he’s trying to stay away from women that seduces half of the indie wrestlers on Dark.” 

Bri slapped Frankie with tears starting to form into her eyes, “You ain’t shit.” and she meant every word. She didn’t care that Cutler was calling her name, or even some of the wrestlers trying to stop her- she had to get out of not only this situation, but the arena as fast as possible.

The Elite

The The Elite

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The The Elite

The Elite

The The Elite

Superkick PAAARRRR-

Tan Legs

“Why are there so many rooms in this damn arena?” Adriana questioned as she was acting like she was looking for Tony Khan’s office. She had been searching everywhere as Brandon Cutler followed her with his camera. The camera cut to her in front of the Elite locker room, raising her hand to knock at the door. A relieved Kenny popped in the doorway. “Oh Adriana, am I glad to see you!” He moved over and invited Adriana into the room, closing the door behind him. 

“Well, I would love to sit here with you Kenny, but could you show me where Khan’s office is-?” Kenny pushed his finger onto her lips making her shush. “Shhh, I can show you where his office is. But I need something from you since Matt is busy handling phone calls.” 

Her face lit up to the mention of Matt’s name, but she had to stay in character, so she immediately nodded and mouthed an okay. She sat down in the chair, across from the couch Kenny was sitting on. “You’re a little far, wouldn't you say?” he said as he began to shift to the edge. “Uhm, that depends what exactly am I doing?” As she looked at him with confusion. 

“Just move a little closer.” Kenny demanded. “We gotta get this over with.” Adriana’s mouth slightly fell open, in shock of the words coming out of his mouth. “I- I’m sorry. What do you mean get this over with-” Kenny chuckled, “No one was out there right- you came alone?” She nodded quickly, unable to speak; she could feel the room closing in on her, making her move her chair slightly to where he was on the couch. He looked at her weird, “Haha a little closer than that Adri.” 

He said as he leaned over folding his hands. “Well, how close do I have to be?” she tilted her head up giving him her full attention. “I mean…you’re still a little far for what we have to do.” She began to pull her chair forward, but Kenny pushed her back down lightly and stood up. “What WE have to do?” She asked, not understanding the signals he was giving to her. At this point she was losing it on the inside, he’s never been so forward with her. His hands began to adjust the band of his gray shorts. 

“Yea, hey you mind getting on your knees?” he asked with all seriousness in his voice making Adriana almost fall out of her chair. From the corner of her eye she could see Brandon’s eyes widened a bit. She looked up and saw a slight smirk from Kenny, which made her roll her eyes. “He knows what he’s doing.” she thought in the inside of her head. Kenny stood there , looking stupid as Adriana came back to reality. 

“O-on my knees? Are you sure?” As she began to crawl out the chair. “Uh yea- I know this isn't your first time, but I thought you would be more prepared.” he joked. She had almost let out a laugh. “Oh, and take that ponytail holder on your wrist and tie your hair up- this could get a little messy.” as he pushed his shorts down his legs- making her face to face with his package. She felt Brandon move closer to get a better shot of her face, and she wished he hadn’t. She shot her head back, letting out a sigh. “Damn, he is bigger than I thought.” She closed her eyes, and tried to gain control overself. She did a slight prayer as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, waiting for Kenny. When he placed it in her mouth she was shocked, it was thick… but cold. 

She opened her eyes when she heard Kenny freaking out. “ADRIANA! STOP BEING RIDICULOUS! DID YOU SEE HOW WHITE MY LEGS ARE?” Adriana also started freaking out as she spat out a bottle of tanning spray. “STOP LOOKING AT MY RIDICULOUS QUAD DEVELOPMENT AND GET THIS GOD DAMN QUICK TAN ON MY LEGS STAT!” Kenny yelled.

 “YES- TAN! RIGHT, NOTHING ELSE.” as she scurried to pick up the bottle.  Adriana had struggled unloosing the cap not only because of the commotion, but because of the fact she thought she was about to get filmed for a porno with Kenny Omega. “ADRIANA! HURRY UP. THE COLOR OF MY ARMS, AND THE COLOR OF MY FACE DO NOT MATCH THE COLOR OF MY LEGS!” He pouted as she finally shook the can getting ready to spray but then it accidentally slipped out of her hands. “SPRAY MY LEGS!” 

She shot the cap throwing it somewhere in the room. “God, I’m an idiot.” she said to herself. “Sorry Kenny, I didn’t know they were this pale-” “MAKE THEM ORANGE!” He ordered, making Adriana spray faster. “Eh it’s looking… pretty good!” he said while examining his now newly tanned legs. “I knew I could count on you. Thanks.” he said. 

“You’re so welcome, sorry I don’t know why that was so hard for me to do.” She said as she got up from her odd position to sit on the end of the couch. “Why were you so freaked out-” He asked as he spotted the spray can top in the corner of the room. “I’m not sure honestly, it’s just something I do nowadays.” She lied, but he didn’t think anything of it. 

He took the can out of her hand and popped the cap back on as he sat next to her, “Anyways, since Matt isn’t in here. You should get over here and suck me o-”

Stolen Bit Partner

“Did you see how big his biceps were?” John Silver said, walking down the hallway with Alex and Parker, arms hooked. “You were right John, his milkshake sure does bring all the boys to the yard.” Parker said, chuckling slightly. Alex was about to protest what Parker was saying, but agreed. No one could deny that Wardlow was a beautiful human. The trio kept walking, talking about the man who’s locker room they had just left, when they bumped into another trio, one that Parker was very familiar with.

The Best Friends and Orange Cassidy.

They all stopped in their tracks. That’s when Alex detached from Parker, him and Chuckie going around in a slow circle, sizing each other up. Trent and John just looked at each other. And in the middle of all of this, Cassidy took off his glasses, and started looking Parker up and down.

The rotating finally stopped when Chuck spoke up, “You stole my bit partner, Reynolds.” “Oh, YOUR bit partner?”

And so the argument began, Trent bending down to get in Silver’s face, and Chuck and Reynolds pushing each other back and forth. Behind it all, Parker looked over to Orange and waved, but when he didn’t even give a sup motion, she turned away, a defeated look on her face.

“At least I’m not in a cult with a bunch of spooky perverts!” “Well these spooky perverts have a better hug than you guys!”

“What even is a ‘Johnny Hungie’?!” Trent yelled, “Well what the fuck is an ‘olive tit’ TRENT?!” “Boys, Boys! Please!” Parker yelled, standing between all of them. “Did they experiment on your brain!?” Chuck questioned, looking down at Parker. “What- Okay. No they did not experiment on my brain!”

“Did they TRAIN you to say that?” Trent said jumping at Silver. Parker pushed Trent back lightly. “Train Trent? What do you think we are? Some kind of cult?!” John argued. “Yes! That’s exactly what we’re saying.” Chuck answered.

“Y’know what?!” Alex grabbed Parker by the arm, “We’re leaving!”

Parker swatted Alex’s hand, that look on her face. “I think I’m going to...be on Sammy’s vlog instead.” She gave a nervous smile before walking behind the camera, “See ya Brandon.” “Uh, bye.”

Alex pointed his finger in Chuck’s face, Kool-Aid container still in his hand, “This isn’t over.” Reynolds and Silver walked away when Chuck mumbled, “We’re in the middle of a pandemic, keep your hand out my face.” Trent and Cassidy looked at each other while Chuck walked away. Trent shrugged one more time before following.

Orange just sighed, minding his own business.

Hungry Hungry Hippos

The room had conversation and laughter, when Trent spoke up, “Uh, BTE Championship match, triple threat.” The camera panned over to the left, “Marq Quen checking in.” Marq said with a smile, Isiah waving from behind him. The camera panned past Trent to the right, “Parker here, with uh, Chuck Taylor.” Chuck and Parker looked awkwardly at each other before Parker looked back at the camera, “My other friends decided to be dicks and not show up.”

Brandon pointed back towards Trent, who explained the game, “So uh, we’re playing the game Hungry Hungry Hippos, first one to get to two victories wins my BTE championship.”

The next scene showed all of them surrounding a table. “I am a GOAT at this game.” Marq said, rubbing his hands together. Parker pointed at him, “Oh yeah? Well prepare to lose Quen.” 

The game had started, and the game had almost fallen off the table. “Y’all are so aggressive!” Matt Jackson laughed, pointing out how seriously they were taking the game.

Marq had quickly gotten the first victory. Trent and Parker groaning at their defeat.

“Already halfway THERE.” “Shut up!” Trent and Parker said in unison.

And the games went on, until all of them were tied with one victory each.

The three looked at each other, before talking to their “coaches” for a moment. 

They had all returned to the table, and the tiebreaker had started. This round was definitely the most aggressive, with Trent actually trying, Marq jumping up and down making noises, and Parker trying to be as quick as possible.

When all the marbles were gone, they had each counted them up.

Trent had gone first, only having 5. Then Parker counted theirs, having 8. Marq counted the last of the marbles.

“Five, Six,” He pulled out the last marble, “Seven.” Marq had dropped to the ground, while Parker jumped up, knees almost to her chest in victory. “New BTE champ!” Nick said, grabbing the championship and handing it to Parker.

Parker held up the championship, before looking at it, “I have to go rub this in Adriana’s face so she gets mad at me.” She was about to leave the room, when she stepped back, “Oh yeah, I promised Marko I would fight him for this if I won. So next week, we balance KitKats on our heads.” “You’re gonna WHAT?!”

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Brianna was so embarrassed. How did Frankie even know all that? She kept thinking to herself, “Did Marq tell everyone?” He wouldn’t...right? This was just all too much for her, cause of some stupid mistake.

She stayed outside the arena the whole show, not wanting to show her face in there. Then wrestlers and producers started walking out, some mumbling when they looked over at Bri. She looked over at the people walking out, and saw Marq and Isiah. Marq and Brianna stared at each other, before Marq looked away, almost like he didn’t want to look at her. She watched them pack up and drive off, and she heard a familiar voice call out from behind her, “Hey Brianna!”

She looked over her shoulder and saw Cash walking over to her, and they both started smiling. That smile quickly turned back into a frown, when Dax grabbed Cash by the arm, dragging him away.

Great. 

She went back to staring at the ground, upset. She almost jumped back when someone sat next to her. “They said we can delete it.” Brandon Cutler said, trying to sound sympathetic. “Thank you.” Brianna mumbled. “Look, we got Kaz to calm down, and he’s gonna talk to you about it,” Brandon put his hand on her shoulder before getting up, “Hang in there, alright?”

“Could this day get any worse?” Brianna thought to herself.

When of course, with Brianna’s luck, it could. She felt something drop on her head, then her arm, then ankle. It’s like the rain started on command. “This is so fucking cliche.” Brianna said, standing up and walking to her car, not without one of her heels breaking. 

She waited until she got in the car, and then she screamed, at the top at her lungs. She just wanted to go to sleep, and find a fucking way to prove Kaz wrong.

Back at the Hotel

It had been months. Months since Parker and Chuck broke up. She wanted to talk to him outside of BTE for months. But she didn’t have the guts to do it.

She was watching tv in her hotel room, thinking about him, like always.

She pulled out her phone and facetimed Gabby, the only person she could really talk to about this stuff. There were a few rings before Gabby picked up, clearly irritated, “Girl it is half past midnight. Why are you calling me?” “I need to talk to him.” “Talk to who?” “Chuck! I can’t keep putting it off anymore.”

“Well then just talk to him?” “I can’t just discuss that over the phone.”

“Well, ask if you can talk in person.” Parker nodded, and went to her contacts, and clicked on the one she hadn’t touched in months. She read through the last of his messages to her, she didn’t answer.

It made her feel horrible.

She finally worked up the courage to type it out, “Can we talk? Like in person?”

“Okay, I did it.” “Great, now you just have to wait and see what he says.”

“Gabby, I’m sure he’s sleeping right now. And I can’t blame him if he doesn’t respo-” Parker paused, and looked like she had just seen a ghost. “Parker? Everything okay?” “....He texted back.”

“Well what did he say?!”

“He said of course, and then his room number…” “Well then go!” Parker got up quickly, tripping over her own feet walking to the door. “Wait wait Parker!” “What?”

“Put shoes on, don’t be a hobo.”

Parker laughed, quickly putting on some shoes, before hanging up on Gabby and making her way towards the elevator.

She waited when it opened, Trent coming out the elevator. “Oh, hey.” Parker said, looking at her feet. “He sent me to James’ room so you guys could talk.” Trent said, slightly laughing. Parker didn’t say anything, “Hey, it doesn’t have to be awkward y’know. We’re still cool.”

Parker smiled, and hugged Trent, before getting into the elevator. 

She walked out the elevator, for once walking with some pep in her step. It stayed that way until she reached the front of his door. She reached her hand up, and was about to knock when she put her hand down.

Well, not without hitting the door.

When she realized, she started freaking out. In silence of course. The door creaked open, Chuck and Parker looked at each other. “Do you wanna come in?”

Parker nodded, walking through the doorway. She sat on the couch, rubbing her hands awkwardly, looking at the floor. “So, what did you need to talk about?” He asked, sitting on the opposite side.

She could feel it coming, word vomit, “I made a mistake, and I know I did when I broke up with you, but I couldn’t work up the courage to talk to you cause I know you want nothing to do with me and-” “Wait wait, you still…” “Yes I do, and I know things will never be the same and just...I know this was a mistake.”

“Parker, I have been waiting to talk to you. Just at least when you’re ready. I miss you.”

Parker continued to look at the floor, slightly smiling. Chuck lightly gripped her chin, lifting her head up. “I love you, Parker.” Parker smiled, “I love you too, Chuck.” 

For the first time in months, they shared a kiss. “I missed having my whatever.” Chuck said, foreheads pressed together.

“Now can we please go back to being bit partners John keeps saying my name over and over.” The couple laughed, “Of course, I’ll tell James to stop giving you dirty looks.” “And I’ll tell the spooky perverts to not argue with you anymore.” The couple jumped when they heard the door open.

“I forgot my bag of chips.” Trent said, walking into the room. “God Trent you could’ve texted.” Chuck said, slapping his forehead. “I did. Did I interrupt something important?” Parker and Chuck looked at each other and smiled.

Trent started to “ooo” like he was in middle school. Parker stood up, cheeks red, “Okay on that note I’m leaving.” She started towards the door, “I love you Parker!” Chuck yelled out. “I love you too.” She was out the door when she heard Trent, “OH MY GO-” The door closed, and Parker laughed listening to Chuck yelling at Trent to shut up.

Parker walked towards the elevator, glad to have that situation of her shoulders and to have Chuck back.

“So, what's next for you two?” Trent asked, sitting back on his bed. Chuck looked out the window, “I don’t know yet exactly, I just know that I can’t lose her again.”

Back at Daily’s Place

“Did you see the look on Brandon’s face, it was priceless!” Kenny and Adriana had just finished their BTE bit and were now laughing at themselves for how clever they were. “Dude, I think we’re geniuses. Only we could come up with stuff like this.” Kenny said while holding his stomach from laughing. 

“You know, for a second I thought you were serious.” Adriana said after wiping her tears. Kenny tilted his head to the side. “What are you talking about… my legs were actually white as paper.” She shook her head, “That’s not what I’m talking about and you know that.” Kenny seemed to understand her a bit clearer now as he scooted closer next to her. “Do you really think that I would let you give me head at our job?” He asked with interest in his eyes. She began to start breathing heavily noticing their knees were touching. 

“You’re right - what was I thinking. You’re all business.” She sighed and put her hand on her face covering it up. Kenny thought it was cute how she was trying to hide from this conversation instead of talking about it. “That’s not true. I do childish shit all the time. And if we really wanted to, it would be way more than just head.” 

Adriana felt like she was powerbombed on the apron. “Plus I don’t see you as a person to give head in weird places like this EVP room, in a public bathroom, or even inside of a car.” He added. Her head whipped up so fast she thought it would fall off. “Right, why would I do that? That’s gross and disgusting-” she lied. If only he knew… “What’s gross, having sex with me or giving head in weird places?” She opened her mouth to speak but decided against it. 

He noticed as he rested his hand on her thigh. “I saw the look in your eyes Adriana. The way you looked at me when we did that bit for Being the Elite, is something I won’t be able to get my mind off for a long time. So - I am not saying it has to be today, but soon I want to hangout with you out of work. I want to know the real you.” She was left speechless, once again by Kenny Omega. “I got to go, but I’ll think about it.” 

She got up from the couch and wiped her now sweaty hands on her jeans. Kenny also stood , studying her. The way she avoided eye contact, the way her feet shuffled trying to gain her stuff immediately. His heart started to get louder as she finally looked at him and reached for a hug, making him open his arms. It wasn’t anything like he wanted. It was short and meaningless but he did get the chance to smell the perfume she was wearing and that alone made him swoon. Kenny gave her a wave as he sat back on the couch, “Shit.” he mumbled. “What have I gotten myself into.”

 On the other side of the door, Adriana was trying to come back to reality. “That really just happened.” she thought. “Did you have fun with ‘Spray Tan’ in there?” a voice asked sarcastically. She jumped up and when she turned around she was met with a frustrated Matt Jackson.  “Oh! Jeez you scared the hell out of me. I didn’t know you were here today.” She mentally slapped herself, “I really need to learn how to lie.” 

Matt leaned on the wall looking her over. “Really, last time I checked - I was an EVP. You on the other hand - are not - so what were you doing in this room for that long?” He asked. Adriana bit her lip, they hadn’t seen each other since their session in the car and both of them were aching for more ever since. “I had to record something with Kenny for BTE. It’s not that serious.” Matt ran his hand through his hair shooting his head back. “I saw the segment, Adri.” He plainly said. “Is this what we’re going to do? We’re going to act like what we did was nothing?” He walked closer to her sliding his hands to her waist. He lifted his hand to move some of her hair out of her face and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Meet me at the Jacksonville Jaguars Stadium at 10 O’clock. And wear a bathing suit.” He hovered his lips over her neck before patting her ass and then walking away. 

Adriana stood there dumbfounded. She had waited a whole week to be able to get to see Matt, since they last met in the car and all she got was teasing. She looked toward the EVP room and sighed. She was so confused with emotions, she needed to get this stuff with Matt out of her system before it was too late. Adriana began her walk to her car, so she could get ready for a night with Matt Jackson.

“I SWEAR NONE OF THESE HOES ANSWER THE PHONE WHEN I NEED THEM!” Adriana threw her phone onto the bed after attempting to call Gabby, Parker, and Bri and of course they declined. Every. Single. Time. “Guess I have to go at this alone.” She sighed. She really missed talking to her friends, no matter how annoying they got. She would never feel complete without them. 

She pushed her friends to the back of her mind as she threw clothes out of her suitcase. After 15 minutes deciding which bathing suit to wear she chose a normal two piece with some shorts and a normal tee to go over them. After she changed in the bathroom she grabbed everything she needed and headed out the door. 

She pulled up to the stadium and parked confused on where to enter until her phone buzzed. Matt Jackson : I see your car, we’re the only ones here. So I’ll let you in.” Adriana chuckled. She got out the car fluffing her hair so she appealed somewhat decently. She saw Matt waiting for her at the entrance. 

He picked his head up from his phone and let out a low whistle. “Well damn, I was not expecting this.” He fumbled with his keys as she rolled her eyes. When they finally got in he took her hand and led her to the pool. She removed her shorts and shirt as he did the same. Adriana dipped her toe in removing it as she felt how cold it was. 

Before she could react she was pushed into the pool and when she got to the top for air she saw Matt jumping and doing a cannonball, making water go everywhere. Matt swam around a little before looking over to a shivering Adriana. “Yo-you’re an i-idiot.” Her teeth chattered making Matt laugh. “Ah, stop being a big baby and swim with me.” He slapped water onto her making her gasp. “I think I should wait till it gets w-warmer.” She smudged, making Matt swim over to her. 

“I have a couple ways we could speed up the process.” She smirked. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he backed her up to the edge. He lightly pressed against her, making her let out a small whine. “If you’re going to do something just do it.” She said, clearly impatient. He pressed his lips onto hers, as she kissed back. He began to lower his hands trying to find the part to disconnect her bottom. She smirked into the kiss making him hungry for more as he pushed his tongue onto her bottom lip. She opened her mouth a little, only to hear a “IS ANYONE IN HERE?” Adriana tried to disconnect, but Matt pulled her back. “Whoever it is, will either go away soon or get a free show- I couldn’t care less.” Adriana pushed Matt off making him groan. She heard the door open and was shocked when Kenny Omega came out in swim trunks. 

“Oh, it’s just you guys. What are you doing here?” he asked, confused. “Nothing much, just going for a late night swim.” Adriana lifted her finger to her mouth as she could feel her lip swollen at how hard Matt had bit it. Kenny nodded, “Right… mind if I join you?” He asked. Matt mumbled something too low to understand. “Of course, come on.” She smiled. “There it is again, that damn smile.” He felt weird seeing her in a bathing suit and it was even more weird seeing one of his best friends next to him. 

Matt turnt around and faced Adriana , so Kenny couldn’t hear what he had to say, “He totally just cockblocked me. It had to be on purpose.” He whined. Adriana rolled his eyes, “He didn’t know. Leave him alone, let's just save our first time somewhere other than a public pool.” He scoffed, but he couldn’t stay mad at HER. 

It was Kenny who was the problem, and he would make sure that he stayed out of the way.

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