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nerdraging4point0 · 2 months

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Blood of Eden // Part Seven // Noah Sebastian Urban Fantasy AU Fic

Tropes and Tags: MM, MF, MFM, MFM, instalove, too much sex, tattooed men, polyverse, shapeshifters.

CW: 18+ only minors DNI. Urban Fantasy romance, Smut. Angst. Fluff (ish), Story includes D/S themes, mentions of blood and gore, mentions of drug use and distribution, mentions of prostitution, unprotected sex, male receiving oral sex, female receiving oral sex, cuckolding, P/A sex, P/V sex.

This work below is fictionalized ideas and stories involving real people but does not directly reflect their thoughts, feelings, or behaviors. Please keep in mind that this is a work of fiction.

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The sun hasn't even peeked over the horizon yet, but the inky night sky is already giving way to a soft blue. Rosa stirs awake, tangled in the cream-colored sheets of Jolly's luxurious king bed. Beside her, Jolly snores loudly, his chest rising and falling with each rumbling breath. Careful not to wake him, Rosa extricates herself from the tangled sheets. She rummages through Jolly's drawers and finds a pair of his sweatpants. Rolling them at the waist, she secures them around her hips.

Quiet as a mouse, Rosa tiptoes down the long hallway of Jolly's expansive apartment to check Noah's room. Still empty. Perfect. With the stealth of a cat burglar, Rosa sneaks toward the front door. Gently, she turns the handle, relieved to find it unlocked. She slips out into the hallway and pads toward the elevator, pressing the button that will take her down to the first floor.

The lobby is hushed at this early hour, as if not to disturb the slumbering city. Stepping silently out of the elevator, she glides across the marble floor towards the front doors. As they slide open, a chill morning breeze caresses her face. Outside, the city is still asleep, not yet stirred to life. Her footsteps echo on the stone steps in the pre-dawn quiet. A menacing growl to her left makes her jump. There stands a muscular black beast, shoulders rippling, face square and imposing. His inky fur gleams in the first hints of light.

The early morning calm is shattered by a sharp bark from the base of the steps. Rosa’s head jerks up to see Noah bounding up the stairs on all fours, his tail wagging excitedly. Close behind is the shaggy dog she had spotted on the roof the night she’d first met Noah. Though initially startled, Rosa feels a sense of relief wash over her as she recognizes these familiar, friendly faces.

Noah clears the final step and stands before her, his towering six-foot frame drawing near. An arm gently wraps around her waist, pulling her close. His tight black shirt clings to his skin, sleeves extending down to his wrists. Black pants and shoes cover the rest of him. A leather muzzle obscures half his face - her hand reaches up to touch it, heart aching that he must wear such a restraint. Though necessary, the muzzle pains her. She wishes to see his full face, unrestrained.

Her whisper is barely audible, "Can it come off?"

His eyes sparkle with mischief as he slowly peels the leather mask from his face.

"For you..." he murmurs, his voice low and intimate, "anything."

Her cheeks flush a rosy pink as she turns away, suddenly remembering they have an audience. At the top of the stairs stands a man with a mop of unruly curls tumbling to his shoulders. His mask covers most of his face, but she can see his eyes crinkling with a hidden smile. Over Noah's shoulder, she spots another man watching them intently. His olive skin and jet black hair contrast sharply with piercing blue eyes. Rosa notices his neck is free of the metal collar that constrains the others. She feels nervous under his gaze but offers a shy, friendly smile. They are wide eyed as they watch Noah unclasp the mask from his face. Though they're strangers, she senses a certain kinship with these masked men.

With a gentle smile, Noah draws Rosa closer, his arm wrapping protectively around her waist. He reaches out a hand to the man standing nearest and says warmly, "This is my partner, Oli, and the future commander of our forces."

Noah turns to the other man. "And this is Nick, our trusted partner and loyal friend."

Nick steps forward, his face open and welcoming. "It's a pleasure," he says sincerely, words only slightly muffled by his mask.

Oli wastes no time getting to the point. His voice is easygoing yet all business as he asks, "Want to tell me why you were breaking into the lab?"

Rosa freezes, the reasoning that seemed solid before now feeling flimsy given everything she's learned in the past day.

"I was looking for a cure," she offers timidly. Oli tilts his head, confused. "You see, I thought I was sick. People out there are dying from something called The Rage. It causes hallucinations, delusions, vivid dreams, and blackouts. Those of us affected or who lost loved ones believed there was a cure being kept secret in the labs. We were desperate to get it out to the people who need it."

Rosa's eyes are downcast with guilt. She sees now how misguided her actions were, but at the time she truly thought she was doing the right thing. She glances up at Oli, hoping he understands she never meant any harm.

The words stumble from Oli's mouth in a murky haze of bewilderment. "But you're not sick?" He questions, his eyes narrowing. "So what are you?"

"I'm not sure," she admits honestly, a tinge of uncertainty in her voice. "I have to wait for the serum to wear off to figure that out."

"Serum?" Nick chimes in, equally lost in the dark.

"I was a science major before I was diagnosed," she explains. "I found that with the right combination of medicine and Nightshade extract, I was able to keep the symptoms at bay."

A snarl erupts from behind Oli's mask, the sound feral and frightening. Rosa cowers, trembling, into Noah's arms as he holds her tight. His own growl rumbles in return, protective instincts flaring as he shields Rosa from his suddenly volatile comrade.

Oli's eyes flash with rage as he growls, "Nightshade is lethal to the Mage." His body tenses as he glares at Noah, barely containing his fury.

Noah steps in front of Rosa, shielding her from Oli's anger. "We've got it handled," he says firmly, keeping his voice steady despite Oli's threatening demeanor. "Jolly already has a sample and the lab is analyzing it. Calm down, Oli. She didn't mean any harm." Though his words are placating, his protective stance makes it clear he won't back down.

The morning sun creeps over the city skyline, bathing the surrounding buildings in a warm glow. Oli steps back, taking a deep breath as he gives Noah and Rosa space. Noah’s shoulders relax as the tension of the moment diffuses.

"I'm sorry," he apologized sincerely. "I'm very protective of my mistress."

The sounds of the city coming to life broke the tense silence, as people emerge to start their day. Noah’s stance relaxes as he turns to Rosa, gently urging her back inside with a protective hand on her back. His features soften in the morning light, the panic from moments before dissipating.

As the elevator doors slide shut, they find themselves alone together, the air suddenly electric between them. Though neither speaks a word, their bodies seem to converse in a language all their own. She feels an aching need in her, a yearning that pulses in time with her quickening heartbeat. His eyes meet hers, dark with unspoken desire, and in that moment she knows they both want the same thing. The space between them hums with anticipation of what is to come when they reach their destination.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafts through the air as they step into the apartment. In the kitchen stands Jolly, shirtless, with loose satin pants hanging enticingly off his hips, his long dark hair flows down his back in a braid. He exudes a casual sensuality, leaning against the counter as the morning light caresses his skin. The two inhale deeply, enraptured by the mingling aromas of coffee and raw magnetism. Jolly's voice is like velvet as he playfully muses, “Good morning, you two.”

She watches his eyes flicker back and forth between her and Noah, and there it is again - that telltale flash of silver in his iris as a sly smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

"Hungry, pet?" he purrs, taking a slow sip of coffee from the porcelain mug cradled in his hands. "It's been a long night for you, hasn't it?"

A soft whimper escapes Noah's throat. "Famished, master," he breathes, his voice husky with desire.

The air between them grows thick with tension. She can't tear her gaze away from the two of them, a heady mix of longing and envy swirling within.

Jolly's lips curl into a roguish grin as he saunters over to Rosa, his fingers hooking under her chin to tilt her face up toward his. He glances towards Noah, a devilish grin playing on his face, "Be a good boy and serve up our breakfast first. I need my coffee before I eat," he commands, his voice a low rumble.

Noah scoops Rosa into his arms, her body soft against his strength. He carries her to the dining table, its dark wood shining under the dim light. Laying her down, her hair splays out beneath her like a halo. In one smooth movement, he tears off her sweatpants, baring her to his hungry gaze. His hands roam her skin, unable to resist her allure.

Noah buries his head between her thighs, his tongue exploring every inch of her body. She whimpers and trembles under his expert touch, eyes darting to Jolly who sits casually sipping his coffee, relaxed as he watches them. Noah's tongue works faster, no longer teasing but giving her the release she craves. His fingers slide inside her, curving and stroking until they find that sensitive spot. She shudders as an orgasm ripples through her body, inside and out.

"Good girl," Jolly says casually, taking another sip. She throws her head back, panting, thighs clenching around Noah's face. Still sensitive, she squirms as his tongue and fingers continue their relentless pace, the overstimulation almost painful but somehow still needed. Grabbing his hair, she tugs, trying to pull him away, but he won't relent.

“Noah, please, too much..” she begs. The hunter between her thighs only growls.

“Don’t stop till I say, pet. Make her wet for me,” Jolly watched with dark satisfaction, sipping his coffee as he shifted in his chair, arousal building at the erotic display before him.

Noah's strong hands pinned Rosa as he continued his relentless pace. She tugged at his hair and pushed against him, desperate to break free of his grasp. Turning to face Jolly head-on, she begged between panting breaths, "Please, Jolly, please..."

Jolly tilted his head, eyebrow raised in amusement at her pleasured agony. "What's that, pretty girl?" he purred, reveling in her ecstasy.

Rosa's lips glistened as she wet them, ready to form the words. "Master, please..." she implored, her voice dripping with desire. Every nerve in her body screamed out for more as Noah claimed her.

As he set down his coffee mug, Jolly's voice was thick with desire. "Let me have her, pet." Noah's mouth released its hungry hold on her flesh, his lips glistening as he drew in a ragged breath. Grasping her ankles, he dragged her along the table until she lay spread out before Jolly like an offering. Jolly stood, his erect cock springing free as his pants dropped. Crooking a finger towards Noah, Jolly's warm lips found his pet's in a deep, passionate kiss.

"Worship me while I worship her," Jolly murmured between kisses. Noah whimpered softly and dropped to the floor. On his knees, he took his Master's hardness into his mouth with an aching need. Rosa sat up just in time to see Noah's devotion, his head bobbing as he sucked Jolly's throbbing length.

Pleasure overwhelms Rosa as Jolly's tongue dances over her swollen clit. Her head rolls back, a soft moan escaping her parted lips. She wonders if her body can take another surge of ecstasy. Unfamiliar sensations flood her senses, her blood burning like fire through her veins. The room around her blurs, reality shifting on its axis. Bursts of blinding light explode behind her closed eyes, alternating with muted sunbeams filtering through the windows. She feels as though she's both falling into oblivion and ascending to paradise at the same time.

With a heady sigh, Jolly emerges from between Rosa's trembling thighs, urging Noah to take him deeper. "That's it, pet. All the way," he purrs, relishing Noah's submission. Jolly's fingers plunge into Rosa's slick heat, drawing a sharp cry as her back arches. Her eyes roll back, lost in ecstasy, as the room brightens around her in a neon haze of pleasure.

"There, pretty girl, ride into it," Jolly croons, his voice thick with thrill as she clenches around his fingers. Rosa moans, awash in rapture, every nerve electric and alive. Noah whimpers around Jolly, consumed by the heat and hardness filling his mouth. Jolly's grin widens, savoring their surrender, his pets so perfectly enthralled.

“Would you like to fuck her, pet?” Jolly asks, stroking Noah’s hair. The hunter hums around his length nodding his head eagerly. Jolly pushes him back a string of saliva still connecting them before Noah stands to his feet, working desperately to take his pants off.

Rosa gasps as Jolly cradles her body and positions her legs on either side of his hips. His strong arms hold her close as he sits on the table's edge. Reaching between her thighs, Noah begins coating himself with the slick arousal still dripping from between Rosa's legs. She shivers at his touch, sensitive and wanting.

Jolly lifts Rosa into his lap, the head of his cock teasing at her entrance. With a groan, he lowers her down, stretching and filling her. Rosa's back arches as she cries out, inch by inch claimed by him.

"Such a good girl," Jolly purrs, stroking her hair as she adjusts to him inside her. Rosa rolls her hips, eager for more, but Jolly stills her movements. "Not yet, love. Wait for our boy."

Rosa whimpers, trembling with anticipation as Noah moves closer. She is ready, so ready, to be taken by them both.

Noah's hands grip Rosa's hips as he lines himself up behind her. She shudders as he presses into her, her tight muscles stretching to accommodate him. A whimper escapes her lips as he fills her inch by inch.

"Breathe," Jolly murmurs, caressing her face.

Rosa wraps her arms around Jolly's neck for support. With a deep exhale, she starts to lower herself onto Noah. The sting makes her tense up, but Noah is there, pushing up into her as she pushes back. They find a rhythm together, their bodies joining in heated passion.

"That's it, mistress," Noah groans into her ear. "Feel me inside you."

She cries out in ecstasy as they move as one, their bodies intertwined in heated passion. The feeling of both men sliding inside her, their cocks separated only by a thin barrier, sends her reeling. Their groans mingle as swollen heads press together within her. Eyes closed, head back, she loses herself in the moment.

"Pretty girl," he sighs, "look at me, sunshine."

Her eyes flutter open to meet his, pupils blown wide with desire. A foolish grin spreads across his face. "There it is," he groans, clasping her face in his hands. "Pet, look." He turns her to the other man, grunting and panting, hair falling across his face.

Their eyes meet, his own wide and dark. "So pretty," he pants.

She was lost in ecstasy as Noah thrust into her, eliciting moans of pleasure with each movement. The rocking of their bodies caused her to grind against Jolly, the fullness of them both inside her overwhelming her senses. Her hips found their own rhythm, matching their pace perfectly, the feeling of being completely filled leaving her legs trembling uncontrollably. In this moment of passion, consumed by the two men, her mind was hazy with desire - if asked her name or what day it was, she wasn't sure she could form a coherent thought to respond.

She's speaking, but the words fall from her lips without thought. Noah wraps her hair around his fist and pulls, arching her back so her muscles tremble.

"You like that, mistress?" he purrs as they fill her. His hands cup her breasts, twisting her nipples. Her mouth hangs open, beyond answering. Their synchronized rhythm drives her closer, higher.

A harsh slap on her ass makes her cry out. She turns to the men pounding her from behind.

"He asked you a question," Jolly growls. "I say you answer." She can't form the words, lost in a fog of blissful ecstasy. "Tell you what." Another slap makes her yelp. "We'll fuck you ‘til you answer. No coming until you do."

She's so close. How can she hold back? Jolly lays three more hard slaps on her skin. Her cries are drowned by the crack of his hand.

"Speak up. Answer him. Or no coming at all." He thrusts into her, spanking with each push.

"You both feel so good!" she finally cries. "I wanna come!"

"Yes that’s it, pretty girl," Jolly grunts, driving hard. "Come on my cock for me."

Waves of ecstasy crash through her body as the climax overtakes her. Jolly lets out a grunt, his thighs tightening and toes curling as he finds his own release inside her.

He pulls her close, whispering praises into her ear as the high slowly fades. "That's it, good girl. Let him finish." Behind them, Noah was still thrusting, grunting rhythmically as he chases his own peak. With a final growl, his body shakes as he releases into her.

"Such a good boy for your master and mistress," Jolly purred, reaching out to caress Noah's sweat-slicked cheek. As their breathing begins to steady, Noah leans into his master's touch, seeking his approval.

"Tell him, pretty girl. Tell our pet how well he did," Jolly commands.

Rosa feels her cheeks flush pink as she pants, her gaze meeting Noah's. His dark, pleading eyes bore into hers, but the words stick in her throat.

"Please, mistress," he begs softly. Her heart clenches at the vulnerability in his voice. She reaches out, stroking his damp cheek gently.

"Such a good boy for us, Noah," she manages, rewarding him with the praise he craves.

“Pet,” Jolly commands, “take your mistress, get her cleaned up, play with her more if you’d like. Only if she says yes.” Eyebrow raised at Noah. “I have to prepare for the meeting.”

Noah pulls himself out of her, lifting her gently in his arms. Jolly places a chaste kiss on her hand as Noah cradles her and carries her down the hall.

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Javier Escuella X F.Reader - It's never to late to repent (Part 6) 18+

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Summary: Where happiness is, the devil is not far away. And he sends his demons to torment those who have found happiness...

Warning: Some erotic moments, angst and arguments

Javier Escuella X F.Reader - It's never to late to repent (Part 6) 18+

You are very focused on your work. You carefully work on the sewing machine and give the fabric a nice pattern. The remaining part you would have to sew by hand, but that was the most beautiful part of your work. You had really developed a great passion for it and were making good money doing it. Javier had also gone about his work today. He had to travel to a customer in the town. For two weeks now he has been working to keep the client pleased. Javier was always pretty tired after work, but he didn't hesitate to enjoy the nights with you. He wanted to catch up on everything he had missed the last few years. He was also aware that the missed time would not return, but he made the best of it. In the last few weeks you had become very close emotionally, working together to deal with the pain of losing little Rose.

It was getting later and later and you felt that your eyes slowly but surely didn't want to work anymore. You had planned to finish the dress today, but it was time to take a break. Your stomach was rumbling with hunger and Javier would be happy if he could have dinner with you. You stretched your tired arms and legs, got up from your chair and felt an unpleasant pain in your tailbone. It was probably not a good idea of yours to sit on your butt for hours without moving. "Ouch, ouch…." Yawning quietly, you made your way out of your office and headed for the kitchen. A glance at the clock told you that Javier would be here any moment; and you weren't disappointed. You heard the door and then the footsteps approaching in your direction. With a smirk on your lips, you waited for Javier and barely a few seconds later, you already felt his strong arms wrapping around your belly and his warm body hugging you from behind. "Mhm, mi rosa… hey…" His face buried into the crook of your neck and you sighed comfortably as you closed your eyes. "Hey, handsome. How was work?" "Oh, exhausting. My client demands perfection." With a warm smile on your lips, you turn to him and wrap your arms around his neck, sighing contentedly as you look into his face. Javier's hands run tenderly over your back as your body is pressed close to his. "Then we should make sure you can relax a little tonight," you whisper sweetly, giggling softly as you begin to kiss his neck. Javier instantly closed his eyes, enjoying feeling your soft lips on his skin. You knew exactly which spot to kiss to make him weak.

Javier couldn't help but let out a lustful sigh and he bit his lower lip, moistening his lips with his tongue. "Y/N…" "Mhm…" As you unbuttoned his shirt, you heard his breath tremble with arousal. You smile against his neck, sliding your tongue over his skin and purring softly. "Relax, my love." "Oh, it's taking everything right now to stop me from fucking you rampantly on this counter!" Again you laugh so seductively, knowing full well that you were driving Javier out of his mind. His hands gripped your ass tightly and you gasped in surprise as he pressed you against the dining table, grabbing your chin to kiss you hungrily. His hands grabbed the straps of your dress and he pulled them down somewhat roughly as his lips moved down to your neck and there he bit gently into your skin, making you moan softly. His hands gripped the bottom of your skirt, lifted your leg and he wrapped it around his waist as he pressed you down onto the table. Your eyes were filled with lust as you lay on your back, looking up at Javier as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it carelessly into a corner before bending over you again. His dark eyes were filled with hunger, with lust and your heart was beating like crazy.

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You lay in the sheets, completely exhausted and yet so happy. You had spent hours making love in the sheets, enjoying each other's pleasure.

You lay completely relaxed on Javier's naked body, while his hands kept gently stroking your back. "I have to leave for Saint Denis next week, Y/N…" Saint Denis? Javier hadn't told you about that yet. "Really? Oh… that means you won't be there for at least a week?" "Yeah… I got a letter from my boss. He needs me there for a job." You sighed softly, but you could understand that Javier had no choice. However, you were proud that Javier worked so hard to support himself and to support you, too. "You know, Javi, I'm very proud of you. Really proud to say that my husband works hard for his money." Javier's eyes were filled with love as he looked at you and he stroked your hair. "Mi amor, you are a wonderful woman." With a smile on your lips, you leaned forward a bit to kiss him softly. "You know…" Javier sighed softly as he let his head fall back and stared at the ceiling. "It still feels awful to set foot in Saint Denis," Javier confessed. You couldn't agree more. You hadn't been involved in the robbery at the time, but Javier and Arthur had been stranded in Guarma at the time. It must have been a living hell for the men. You would never forget how badly hurt Javier had been when he had returned. You and Miss Grimshaw had saved him from having his leg amputated. His wound had been badly infected.

And they had lost Lenny and Hosea at Saint Denis. Hosea's death had been a great shock to you, because he had been a father figure not only to you, but also to many others in the gang. And Lenny? God, he had been so young. Had been way too young. The memories of Saint Denis were much more painful for those who had been present at that tragedy than for you, you knew that. "I know, Javier. It will always be in our memory. The beginning of the end…" "No, mi amor. The beginning of the end was when Micah joined us." "Yeah…" Wherever that piece of shit was, you hoped you'd never have to run into him again. And Dutch had better not cross your path again either. "Javi, let's not talk about the past. Let's leave it behind us." The young man smiled and suddenly turned with you so that you were lying under his warm body. With a contented sigh, you looked up at Javier, chuckling in amusement as you felt his hand on your skin. "There are more important things." "For example?" you asked with a cheeky undertone, biting your lip slightly as Javier's intense gaze slid over your naked chest. He playfully raised his eyebrows and then disappeared under the covers, making you laugh softly since you were a little ticklish after all. "Javier? What are you doing?" You got an answer pretty quickly as Javier made himself comfortable between your legs. You felt his dark hair between your thighs, panting in anticipation of what was about to happen. "Javier…" A sigh of pleasure slipped over your lips as his tongue slid between your labia, slowly and sensual. Closing your eyes, you let your head sink back into the pillows.

"But, Javi! You can't breathe like that!" With a soft laugh, you rip the sheet off him and he instantly looked up at you with a cheeky grin as his tongue slid pleasurably over your clit, circling it. "Oh, god… yes…" Closing your eyes, you let yourself fall back into the pillows once again, while Javier enjoys your sweet honey.

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It happened a few days later, when you were harvesting some herbs in your garden, when you heard a wagon. You knew it could only be John and you were still terribly upset with him.

"Y/N…" "What are you doing here, John?" You walk past him, not letting him interrupt your work as he tries to talk to you, following your every move. "I… listen, I'm sorry…" But you didn't say anything, you were way too upset and you didn't even feel like talking to him. If John was angry with someone, he could get really venomous and that's what Javier had felt. "Y/N! Now stop!" "I don't feel like talking to you, John! Go back to your ranch! Javier will be here in a moment and I'm sure he's not up for you either." John snorted and gave up trying to talk to you, obviously it was no use. "It had to be said, Y/N!" That's when you pause in your actions and you look towards John, your eyes narrowing. "What?!" "I want him to know that he let you and your daughter down! He doesn't deserve your pity, Y/N!" "Pity?! You think I'm with him because I feel sorry for him?!" Shaking your head, you could slowly understand Abigail's reason for leaving John. There had to be a reason, after all. "Javier was taken from me because Dutch and Micah brought us all to ruin! You still blame him for that? That he chose the wrong side? Fine! But that didn't give you the right to tell him about Rose! Why did you do that, John?! Do you want to ruin everything?!" And you could see that John was struggling with the right answer, which made you watch him with a closer look to see if you were right in your suspicion.

"Look, I'm sorry, I upset you, okay? I just want to get this clarified between us, Y/N." "I'm not going to forgive you that easily, John. You cruelly told Javier that his daughter is dead. That was evil of you and very, very wrong!" You turned your back on him and were about to go into your house without another word, but John gently grabbed your arm and held you back from it. "Y/N, please…" John liked you. He really liked you a lot and he didn't like the idea of you continuing to be angry with him. "John, just go." "I care about you…that's all…" As he gently touched your cheek, you frowned, moved your face to the side, and John immediately withdrew his hand. You were not comfortable with his touch, he had seen that.

"Hijo de puta!" Suddenly Javier came running toward you and he looked pretty angry. He walked right up to John and hit him in the chin with a clenched fist, knocking him to the ground. "Javier! Stop it!" But Javier had already hoped to teach John a lesson. He had really resented him for what he had done to Rose. "What are you doing here, John?" You grab hold of his arm and instantly the young man calmed down, yet he couldn't help givingJohn a contemptuous look. "Are you trying to turn Y/N against me, John?" "You can fool Y/N, but you can't fool me!" You couldn't stand the two of them arguing, because it wasn't going anywhere after all. "Stop it! Both of you! You're acting like children! It's over! What was, is done and it's over!" It hurt you that the two of them hated each other so much. Once they had been like brothers and you wished that their friendship would revive. But that would probably never be the case.

Without another word, you went into your house and slammed the door behind you. The two men looked at each other with hatred, and just for your sake, Javier left John alone. "The day will come when I will make you regret your betrayal, Javier." Javier stopped at the door for a moment, his hand on the doorknob, his back turned to John. "I should have left you to die back then, John." Back then, in the icy snow up in the Grizzlies…

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"I don't want to see John here anymore!" Javier was upset and he didn't like the thought of John approaching you. John would still convince you that Javier wasn't the right man for you, to keep you away from him and Javier wouldn't let that happen. "Javier, John is my friend. I'm mad at him too, but he only means the best…" You better not have said that, for Javier didn't like that at all and he looked at you, frowning deeply. "What? Are you serious, Y/N?" With a soft sigh you close your eyes, knowing you chose the wrong words. "Javier… I just meant that he's worried about me. And he wants to protect me." "Wow, okay, Y/N! He has to protect you from me? Is that what you're thinking?!" "Javier! Stop acting crazy! You know very well that I didn't mean it like that!" Was Javier jealous of Joh? There was really no reason to be. To you, John was nothing more than a good friend. "So I'm crazy? No, because I think this piece of shit wants to ruin everything between us! I've made mistakes, yes! But for God's sake, I've paid for it! I paid the highest price for it! Knowing that I failed as a father is the worst of all!" Javier was getting louder, and he was angry. Not at you, not even at John, but at himself. It would take him months, if not years, to process everything that had happened to him.

"I'm trying my best, Y/N! I don't need anyone trying to break what I'm building right now!" "Javier… oh, my dearest Javier. please…" Carefully you put your hand on his cheek, making him look at you and you could see so much pain in his dark eyes. "You know I would never let that happen. I know you… I know how much you're suffering. Please, try not to let your past destroy you. I beg you. Not now that I've found you again!" Javier slowly closed his eyes as he gently leaned his forehead against yours and wrapped his arms around you. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to yell at you…. it's just… Madre de dios… I don't know, I don't know myself what's been going on with me lately…" He buried his face in the crook of your neck and you held him tightly in your arms, soothing him as you gently stroked his dark hair.

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"I think we got him; Javier Escuella." Three men stood not far from your house, binoculars in hand, they had been watching you all along. Men who had nothing good in mind and who knew exactly who Javier Escuella was. One of the men wore a full beard, had green eyes and was quite powerfully built. His name was Henry. Next to him stood a somewhat thinner, almost emaciated guy. He was missing several toughnesses, had straw-like red hair, and grinned dirtily to himself. He goes by the name of Sam. The last of the round was named Cole. The brain of the gang. He wore clean clothes, unlike his two comrades. Clean shaved and an attractive appearance. "Finally. After all these years. Angel Eyes will be very happy about this," Cole said. The men laughed quietly, unable to wait to give their boss the good news. "He'll tear him to pieces. We shouldn't keep him waiting long with the good news either." "Nah, we should hand Escuella over right away, Cole. And we'll divide his little whore between us." "We'll do no such thing. Angel Eyes said he just wants a report. After that, we'll see. You'll get your chance. In the meantime, you can go have fun with one of the whores in the saloon!" Cole pressed his binoculars into his hands before crossing over to his horse and mounting it. "Come on, let's ride back!"

#rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #love #fanfiction #john marston #romance #my fanfiction #fanfics #artist on tumblr #writer on tumblr #javier escuella #javier escuella x female reader #javier escuella x reader #y/n reader #angst

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th3b4dk1dzz · 5 months

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Interesting things about the Fantasy High Junior Trailer

The blue highlights in Adaine's hair. Love that for her.

I am in love with Fabian's black and silver jacket (also, he longer introduces himself as the son of Bill Seacaster but by his own merits. I'm so proud of him)

The art in the character title screens is all in different styles, and none of it is @caitmayart 's signature art style, A lot more experimental sketch style art or was done by different artists.

It looks like Kristen is wearing a binder in their character art (trans Kristen arc real?)

In most of the shots of Gorgug is holding some kind of device, but in the group mini shot, it's replaced with some kind of bird skull.

In the same shot, Riz is holding a red translucent object (a crystal, maybe), which isn't in his mini in the other scenes.

Ragh mini in the background next to Gorgug (either haunted house battle or ship battle)

Also, how did Hipster Riz happen? I need to know.

The groupshot after the title card must've been from Rumble Road (Fig driving a car covered in skulls, pre-eye loss Fabian ect.) And even looks to be in Victor Rosas II's artstyle.

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy #the bad kids

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thebrawlerina · 13 days

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Got any opinions/headcanons about Bo?

Ooh, not one I often think about but I have a few.

Bo Headcanons

Bo is insanely resourceful. Like, you can give him almost anything to survive a disaster scenario with and he will do it and thrive in the process.

Parts of the Rumble Jungle area are set up like the Home Alone Traps. Most think that Nita and Leon set them up, but a good few of them are Bo's. Those ones are often the most devastating ones to find and deal with.

He has a very slight playful side to him. But he will always deflect if you try to call him out on it. Nita and Leon have tried many times.

Bo isn't related to Nita and Leon. He just kinda found them one day and said 'Mine'. The twins (I HC them being twins. Nita is the older one) don't mind and they just flip-flop on calling him Uncle or Dad.

He is a bit of a recluse, but enjoys Rosa, Grom, and occasionally El Primo's presence.

He knows how to use technology, but will do absolutely everything he can do without it first before finally succumbing to using it.

Bo takes great pride in his hair and sometimes braids it to pass the time or for special occasions.

Bo also sometimes takes care of Nita's hair, but it doesn't really amount to much since she likes wearing her hat a lot.

Bo's eyes are silver.

Initially, Bo was hopeful that he and Angelo can get along as fellow archers. But the Mosquito's attitude really irked him so they don't interact much outside of matches.

#brawl stars #brawl stars headcanons #brawl stars bo

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whump-tr0pes · 7 months

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Honor Bound 6 - 24

Honor Bound 6 - 24 (Not Used to Freedom) - @badthingshappenbingo

Requested by @who-needs-a-life-anyways

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This is a series. Start here, continued from here.

This is a sequel to Honor Bound, Honor Bound 2, Honor Bound 3, Honor Bound 4, Honor Bound 5, and the prequel Vera.

AO3

Masterlist

Contents: past captivity, themes of self-harm, past hallucinations, angst, recovery, Gavin being a feral Pomeranian with Isaac desperately holding the leash, frank discussion of murder, past child abuse, complicated feelings about abusers, Isaac "it's not my fault my love language is Acts of Service and all I know how to do is kill" Moore, discussion of dead parents

For the third time in three days, Gavin woke with no collar around his neck. He woke with a soft mattress beneath him and a thick, warm blanket over him, and the golden late-September sun creeping into the window. The shades were pulled back, so that the sun could come in and so that he could see out, see that he wasn’t in a small windowless basement with stairs up to a single door, a high ceiling, and a gallows against one wall.

Most importantly, he woke next to the warm, strong body of the man who had saved him, and he told himself yet again like a fervent prayer that this wasn’t Schiester’s cruelest hallucination yet.

Gavin rolled closer to Isaac and tucked his head in the hollow of Isaac’s throat. He didn’t know if Isaac was awake, or if it was simple unconscious instinct that had Isaac’s arms drawing around him and holding him close, but he didn’t care. He breathed out a shaky sigh and allowed himself to be held. There was warmth, here, unlike anything he had ever felt in the depths of Schiester’s basement. Even with the blankets he had earned with his desperate, often false confessions, nothing had ever felt even close to this warm. It had only ever been the chill of the air and of Schiester’s gaze, and the fire of the cane, the knife, the beatings. Then the chill, again, of being so completely, utterly alone.

Tears wet the pillow beneath Gavin’s head, and he sniffled. He hadn’t meant to start crying.

A hand cradled his cheek, and he pressed his lips to Isaac’s palm. The tears flowed freely now. His face screwed up and he buried it against Isaac’s chest.

“Gavin?” Isaac’s chest rumbled against Gavin’s ear. Gentle fingers slid through Gavin’s short hair, and he shivered at the soft touch. It had been days of soft touch, of clean clothes, of a warm bed, of hot food… Surely Schiester wouldn’t let him feel this relief for days. The only price had been watching Isaac’s pain as he reeled from his memories of Rosa, watching Isaac as he struggled so, so hard not to punish himself for all the shame that threatened to crush him – and nearly losing his own life again at the hands of another specter with cold blue eyes.

But that was Edrissa, not Schiester. And Sam said they really don’t think she’s going to try again.

“Are you alright?” Isaac rasped, tilting Gavin’s face up so he could get a good look. Isaac’s eyebrows pulled together over dark eyes and darker circles beneath them. The kindness in his eyes, the concern, fully undid him. Gavin’s throat closed around a sob.

“No, look,” Isaac said, his own voice tight. He guided Gavin’s face up, tilted it so he was looking at the room, dimly lit by the sun. “This is real. You’re safe, Gavin, you’re—”

“N-no, I, I know,” Gavin whispered. “I think… I know.” Isaac let out a breath. “I’m just…” Gavin pulled Isaac close again, buried his face in his neck. Tears wet the collar of Isaac’s sleeping shirt. “I was just… so scared. So alone.”

“I know,” Isaac said brokenly.

“I thought was going to die,” Gavin whimpered.

“I kn-know,” came the reply. Isaac’s arms tightened around him.

“I thought… I thought I… I thought I broke you, I thought I made you hate me so much you’d l-leave me there…”

Count yourself lucky.

Ice clutched Gavin’s chest, threatened to drag him away from Isaac’s arms and down, down into the depths of Schiester’s basement again. It was always waiting for him, always there. He simply had to close his eyes and let himself be pulled in.

A hand, gentle as a kiss but strong as iron, slid under Gavin’s jaw and lifted his face until his eyes met Isaac’s again. Isaac’s lips trembled as he said, “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry that he… that he ever made you feel that way. That he ever made it possible. But Gavin… no. No. You didn’t break me. And I could…” The hand on Gavin’s jaw began to shake. “I could never… leave you there, Gavin, I’m… sorry it took me so long to—”

“Don’t,” Gavin breathed, and shook his head. “Don’t.” He reached up and twined his fingers through Isaac’s, kissing each scarred knuckle. Gavin’s breaths were shaky and ragged, and Isaac’s matched his.

Gavin forced himself to draw in a slow breath through his nose.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Nothing smelled like Isaac in the basement, but Gavin could smell Isaac all around him now. It calmed him, slowed the stuttering beat of his heart. He scrubbed at the tears with his sleeve and met Isaac’s eyes again.

“I want to go outside again today,” he said with an uncertain smile.

Isaac’s lips curved up. “That sounds nice. Any particular place, or…?”

“Just outside,” Gavin said. “Anywhere. The town again, or…” He trailed off as Isaac’s smile froze. “Or the woods, maybe…”

“We can go into town,” Isaac said thickly. “We can, um…” He swallowed hard. His thumb rubbed along his forearm over his long sleeve, back and forth, and unconscious movement that made Gavin’s own scars itch. “If you want—”

“I don’t want to run into Rosa again,” Gavin said as he gently took Isaac’s wrist in his hand. Isaac went rigid and met Gavin’s eyes with a startled look. “I… that’s the last thing I want.”

Isaac swallowed hard and squeezed his eyes shut. “If we, um, r-run into her while we’re out, then—”

“I don’t want to run into her again if not allowed to kill her, Isaac,” Gavin said, as calmly as he could muster.

Isaac’s eyes flew open. His pulse raced under Gavin’s fingers. “S-sorry?” he mumbled.

“After what she did to you?” Gavin said, feeling rage coiling inside him like an injured predator. He thought his fury had been beaten out of him, cut out of him.

Not when it comes to my family. Not when it comes to Isaac.

He cleared his throat and took a steadying breath. “After what she… did to you,” he murmured, “I don’t want to see her again unless you’ll let me at her next time.”

“You could barely stand,” Isaac huffed, incredulous.

“I could have done damage,” Gavin said. His stomach roiled with bitter hatred for the woman who had looked at Isaac as he fell apart in front of her, because of what she had done to him, and laughed.

Laughed.

“You don’t know her,” Isaac said, shifting his gaze down. “She made me, um, who I am.”

“Bullshit she did, Isaac,” Gavin snapped. “She taught you how to handle a weapon and take inhuman amounts of punishment, and she cheated because you were already ready to do the second thing. And she couldn’t even beat you in a fair fight, so I think I stand a fair chance at half strength.”

“She can… but I…” Isaac shook his head as if dazed. “You’re not at half strength, Gavin.”

Gavin snorted, his eyes still blazing. “Fine. A quarter. My point still stands, she’s a fucking piss-ant weakling that couldn’t beat you with one arm tied behind your back, so you should have let me at least try while I had my shot at her. I don’t know if I’ll get another chance.”

Isaac’s brow furrowed. “Why do you keep… She’s not weak, she used to beat me every fucking night. She used to beat me into the fucking ground. And—”

“First off, that’s fucking horrifying, so I hope you registered what you just said.” Isaac opened his mouth, but Gavin kept going. “Second, how old were you when that was happening?”

Isaac blinked. “Um… I mean, I was… younger, but… even once I got a little older, she could still take me with the others, she could still—”

“So she could beat you as long as there were multiple other people you were fighting? Along with her?” Gavin’s head was beginning to throb.

“I mean… sometimes it was one-on-one with her, at the end of the night, when—”

“When you were tired?”

Isaac looked at Gavin helplessly. “I mean… yes, when I was tired, but sometimes you have to fight when you’re tired—”

“But I’m guessing she was always fresh when this happened.” Gavin’s jaw ached, too. He forced himself to relax it.

“I… I don’t remember, but… yeah, I guess she was fresh more often than not…?”

Gavin was shaking with rage. “Why didn’t you let me fucking kill this woman?” he breathed. “Who hurt you and used you and made you think, after all of this, that she was somehow stronger than you, so you were too scared to fight back against all of it?”

“I wouldn’t have fought back,” Isaac said as he shook his head. “I would have lost the family if I… if I ever…”

Gavin fell silent. He had no answer, no retort for the words that faded between them. Gavin had never fought back, either. He had never even considered it. He had been so young when his parents first made him afraid that he never remembered there being another option.

And, just like Isaac, he had been saved when his family cast him out when he failed to be what they made him.

“S-sorry,” Gavin rasped, and pressed his lips to Isaac’s scarred knuckles again. “I’m… I’m just… angry. At what she did to you.”

“Yeah,” Isaac said softly. “I’m getting that.”

“You’re not angry?” Gavin’s eyes flicked up to Isaac’s.

“Um…” Isaac wouldn’t meet his eyes. “I am. A little. But mostly there’s just… shame.” He seemed to be trying very, very hard not to press on the newest cuts on his forearms – the ones not left by Gavin, but by Isaac himself. “I mean… are you angry at your parents?”

“Yes,” Gavin answered, without hesitation. Then, “But… mostly for… what they did to you. The family.”

Isaac huffed and pressed a kiss to Gavin’s hair. “Feelings about the people who hurt us doesn’t ever seem to make much sense. I wasn’t angry at my mother for… years. I mean… I didn’t realize I felt anything but guilt for her until this year, and even then it’s… hard.”

“Yeah,” Gavin whispered. He drew in a deep breath and let it out.

“For what it’s worth, while we’re on the topic of parents and killing people,” Isaac said, “I know this might be… kind of a weird thing to say.” He gently cradled Gavin’s face and pressed their foreheads together. “But for what your parents did to you… I’m jealous that Vera got to kill both of them. Doesn’t seem fair.”

Grief, familiar and faded, washed through Gavin’s chest. A bitter laugh tightened in his throat. “That’s fair,” he said. “And definitely the most romantic thing you’ve said all morning.”

“I do what I can,” Isaac said with an equally tense laugh, but the arms around Gavin were careful and warm. Gavin fit into them like Isaac’s arms were home – the only home he’d ever known. All his parents’ homes, his warehouse in the east prairie, the Crayton house, the lake house – they had all been places he’d laid his head, but none of them had ever been home. The only place that he had ever rested, the only place he had ever found peace, was in the arms of the man who held him now – the arms of the man he thought he had broken a second time. Tears burned in his eyes again and he blinked them away. He didn’t want to spend the morning crying and angry. He wanted to spend the morning outside with the sun on his face and his hand twined with Isaac’s.

“I want to get up,” Gavin said softly, and pushed himself upright. “We don’t have to go into town, but… please, Isaac, let’s—”

“No, we can go into town,” Isaac said with a shaky smile. “If Rosa lives here, then… I’ll have to find a way to make peace with that. And if you want to go into town, then… for fuck’s sake, we’re going into town, and no one is going to stop us.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips against Gavin’s cheek. Gavin turned his head and caught Isaac’s mouth in a kiss that Isaac broke after only a moment.

Gavin’s smile faltered. “To town it is,” he said softly. “And then it would be good to visit with Vera and Tori?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Isaac said. He groaned as he rolled out of bed and stripped off his shirt. “We have some stuff to catch them up on.”

“Yeah,” Gavin said as he averted his eyes from Isaac’s scars. “Yeah, we do.”

Continued here

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#honor bound 6 #bad things happen bingo #not used to freedom #whump #hurt/comfort #Isaac/Gavin #past captivity #themes of self-harm #past hallucinations #angst #recovery #frank discussion of murder #past child abuse #complicated feelings about abusers #discussion about dead parents

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una-hive5 · 1 year

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Have this funny comic idea (wont make it because ton of homeworks calling me) where Sakuya, Koyuki, Ryusei & Mahiru on their way to go home together until they bump into a group of female students gathering in circle. When they decided to walk to the other side, a familiar voice call Sakuya's name which he swear to god it's not the person he thinks they are.

F*cking Tsubaki.

The gals, and Sakuya's friends are confused whose this handsome young man that look like in their twenty. Mahiru is wondering if Sakuya is related to the young man because he knew Sakuya is an orphan. Before Sakuya can answer, the young man introduces himself as Sakuya's guardian.

And then boom. Both servamp in disguise flood with questions "is it true?" "How come you never introduced to us" "are you rich?" And then I forgot what happened. Last thing I remember the panel end with Sakuya pisses face glaring at Tsubaki and Tsu being Tsu.

The scene skipped to both in a car. Tsubaki ask if Sakuya is mad which he didn't replied. Sakuya, annoyed, ask why he came out of the blue. When he can just teleport to the hotel. Tsubaki reply playfully "I just want to experience what it feels to be a parent"

"You're not a good guardian, let alone a parents"

Bonus:

Tsubaki: hnng, based on my research, it's seems like a father need to have tasteless humor.

Belkia in the background: ehe~? you already have it, Tsubakyun☆

Tsubaki: ...

Belkia: ...

#servamp #rosa rumble

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bespectacled-bookwyrm · 7 months

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Ghetsis had managed to follow them to Alola. He has Kyurem with him, and that worries him immensely. Kyurem had sealed itself away, deep within the Giant Chasm. For Ghetsis to have it under his control again. . .

It doesn’t take a genius to know what he’s after: Zekrom. The Deep Black Pokémon had returned to N’s side after adventuring with Rosa, and now stands stalwart, its tail aglow with blue lightning as it prepares to protect them from this madman once again.

With his Pokémon by his side, Grimsley is more than ready to take on Ghetsis. This maniac had been bested twice before, so a third time should be easy.

Ghetsis stamps the ground with his cane. An immense blast of cold erupts, rocketing forward and engulfing them in a devouring chill.

There’s a sudden heat. It wraps around him, comforting and familiar, and chases enough of the chill away to allow N and Zekrom to retreat to the safety of the storm clouds above.

Embers dance through the air. Towering spires of ice reach up to grasp at the sky. A rumble reverberates around him. Wing beats scatter the snow and embers, creating a swirling dichotomy of warm and cold air.

Ghetsis' expression twists into a furious snarl. The cane is driven into the ground with such force that it splinters the ground below.

‘That blasted Colress! Even as a mindless beast, he still manages to get in my way!’

#My art #Grimsley #Ghetsis #N Harmonia #Kyurem #Zekrom #Reshiram #Colress #Pokemon AU #This is part of what I'm calling the “Ring Legends AU”#I have a few others posts about it #Digital art #Ring Legends AU

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cowboymenace · 6 months

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T-Shirt Salesman Makes Embarassing Return

At All In 2023, CM Punk would ruin his second chance run in a company willing to give him everything by starting a backstage scuffle. He seemed gone from wrestling in general, but his truest believers hoped and coped that he would show up in November 25 Survivor Series in Chicago. It was a funny prospect knowing that several company line towers like Seth Rollins and Booker T would have to swallow a bitter pill, Cody Rhodes's story will most likely not be finished this Wrestlemania, and some poor title holder will lose their belt to him. As funny as it may be, I still did not want it to happen.

Punk spent 9 years griping and complaining about his time in the WWE. He took potshots when he could, sometimes taking a moral stance when doing so. For example, he would tweet about how abhorrent it was for the WWE to work with Saudi Arabia.

The tweet is now deleted.

His signing with AEW was a massive shock, but it makes sense. AEW feels like something that was for wrestling fans by wrestling fans, and the guy who presented himself as the voice of the voiceless seemed like a good fit. His first few programs were rock solid affairs. Everything was going fine until one bad back n forth town hall battle.

Hangman Adam Page would make sneak references to CM Punk and Colt Cabana which would be something Punk would tuck into the back of his mind. Then you add his foot injury, his mood began to really sour. CM Punk would have one of my favorite title matches with Jon Moxley at All Out, I was reassured that he would be back and stable. Then all hell broke loose.

Everything about this has been said, but this is still the craziest thing I've ever seen. A top star having an end all be all meltdown and completely killing Kayfabe. At this point, I thought he was done as he got suspended indefinitely. Months pass and suddenly a sign that CM Punk was coming back (again) but this time with his own show. To be honest, I think AEW should have a second show to give their large roster some time, and it has that vibe. You got guys like Andrade, House of Black, Bullet Club Gold, and Ricky Starks evolving themselves. Jokingly, it was the show for people who had too much beef with people on Dynamite, Thunder Rosa and CM Punk to be exact. Again, everything was going fine until nepotism hire Jack Perry provoked notoriously easy to provoke CM Punk.

Another backstage altercation occurs. CM Punk is fired. Young Bucks do a victory lap off air in front of a collision crowd (ratings for that show are in the dumps by the way, to give you an indication for some of the EVP's priorities). It seemed like CM Punk was gone for good.

Everyone scoffed at the idea of Punk going back to the WWE. Why should he return? The same company that hosted a video with weird zooming in on his ass to prove he didn't have a staph infection

The same company that sent him his termination papers on his wedding day. The same company that down played his value because he wasn't the guy they chose to be the main top star. It just tells everyone who believed that he has convictions that he is a massive mark for himself. What, suddenly the company that mistreated you is gonna give you top star treatment? The guy who you specifically mentioned as the primary actor who's goal was to make sure you don't succeed is in charge! CM Punk does not realize he is Charlie Brown, Triple H is Lucy, and the football is a main event at Wrestlemania.

I'm certain Punk will make good money during this run, it's a guarantee. The man who once said 20 million is enough now says otherwise. The only thing that isn't certain is how much will Punk tolerate? Will Punk keep his mouth shut as a trainer hands him a Zpak? Will Punk work the schedule he once bemoaned? How sturdy is his body that seems to be crumbling? He is in his 40s now, how much further does he have? He probably hasn't considered those questions, he's too preoccupied with how many T-shirts he is going to sell.

#cm punk #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #aew #survivor series #fake fighting is serious business

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synergysilhouette · 4 months

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Writing another Magnifico villain song

This is like the 4th Magnifico-related song I've written. This is starting to get ridiculous, but I did have two new ideas for Magnifico. First: an idea of what if Magnifico, rather than being a sorcerer, was a fallen star, or even the shadow of our main character Star, who was cast down from the heavens due to innocently granting wishes, only to be taken advantage of and in turn, the heavens gave him amnesia and turned him mortal, making him age like anyone else. When Magnifico decides to grant Amaya's wish--to know where he came from so many years ago--he realizes what happened to him, and how the people of Rosas are making him repeat history. He's angry, he's hurt, and he's ready to take it out on people. He's realizing his full divine-level power after years of putting others before himself, and now he wants to get revenge on the people who ruined him and become a godlike being once more. He only needs to get Star (his brother, so to speak) in order to reclaim his status, as well as throw Rosas into disarray, going from a kingdom of dreams to a kingdom of nightmares. If you need a comparison between Star and Magnifico here, think Vanitas and Ventus (BBS era and a bit of KH3 era).

Second idea: Magnifico is an Evil Queen-like villain who was being manipulated by his magic mirror, having devoured wishes for centuries in order to maintain his youth and power, with said mirror convincing him that this was fine because he only devoured "meaningless" wishes. Over time, the people of Rosas became shallow with their wishes, fueling Magnifico's ideology even more. When Asha wishes Star into existence (or rather, corporeal form), the mirror comes to represent all of Magnifico's negative qualities (fear, anger, sadness, control, etc.), and since he spends a lot of time alone, it gets to him, until he comes to the conclusion that capturing Star and enslaving and/or killing him will give Magnifico unlimited power that will make him the ruler of Rosas for eternity--though seeing how he was mistreated, he plans on razing the kingdom and starting anew with more grateful citizens, which likely involves abandoning Rosas and then taking over a new kingdom and establishing himself as a divine ruler there. Of course, all this curroption is moreso fueling a demonic side to him. While Magnifico is mostly singing to Star and then the people of Rosas in the first idea, this concept has him singing to various people in Rosas, followed by Star during the chorus (in this instance, being in his shadow refers to feeling overshadowed by Star's abilities and luminescence; it's kinda like how Jafar felt overshadowed by Genie).

Either way, I was trying to go for different vibes at different pieces of the song. I'm sure it looks chaotic (I was going from fast and slow interchangeably, as well as the melody change), but hopefully on rereads it feels more cohesive!

I'm in a panic.

Don't understand it.

Trying to stay calm,

Slowly going manic.

Do you get it?

You regret it?

These events are in motion

All because you set it.

I'm crawling and stumbling

How can I be fumbling?

You left me alone

Now the dragon is rumbling!

I am the ocean

You cannot fathom me

I am the storm

You are the ripped up trees

LeT It beGiN...

Falling from the skies....

I never knew why...

I wanted to be free...

From your shadow, can't we...?

No! You missed your chance

I won't let you in.

You ruined me,

Got under my skin.

I granted some wishes,

Fixed famines and droughts,

But you cast me aside,

AND YOU SHUT ME OUT!

(I. CAN'T. BREATHE.)

All of the life you want to

(TAKE. FROM. ME.)

How could you do this?

(UNDER LOCK. AND. KEY.)

Now it's my turn.

(YOU SHOULD'VE LET. ME. BE.)

I'm battered and bruised,

But I'm not one to lose!

And you messed with the man

With your lives in his hands!

I am the ocean

You cannot fathom me

I am the storm

You are the ripped up trees

LeT It beGiN...

Falling from the skies....

I never knew why...

I wanted to be free...

From your shadow, can't we...?

No, it's too late for that. Try to keep in mind that I did try to be reasonable for a LONG time. But you're used to doing things the easy way. But I've spoiled you long enough! I'm sure that very soon, you'll start to see things my way. Sweet dreams, mis rosas.

I never thought I'd be making song rewrites months ago, but I've done it so much by now that it's starting to become a habit. Hope you enjoyed it! I'm also considering making a villain(ish) song with Amaya and Magnifico based on my idea of them being Star's parents. I swear, I need to consolidate all these songs or at least get rid of some of them. I'm pretty sure everyone's confused by now, lol.

#wish #king magnifico #disney #disney animation #star #disney villains

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smolwritingchick · 4 months

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Forced To Believe Chapter 40- If Only You Knew

Chapter Summary: Rosa continues to be a thorn in Morgan's side. Morgan continues to warn Roman to stay focused. The Shield get hyped for the Royal Rumble.

Words: 2,000+

----- 'Next Week On Raw Backstage'

Jon and Melanie were getting ready for the show. He was shirtless and taping up his wrists while Melanie was staring at his muscles and chest.

"Done staring at me, yet?" he teased.

Caught off guard that he noticed her staring, she averted her eyes. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I wasn't staring at you."

"Really?"

"Aren't you supposed to be wearing your vest?"

"Why? Can't handle it?" He asked while she reluctantly stopped looking at him.

He put on his vest and dumped water over his head. She sighed and looked at his muscles again. She really wanted to jump his bones.

"You may wanna wipe your mouth. I see drool." he teased

"Forget you. I can handle it. You're gonna have to try a bit harder if you want to win this bet. Looks like I'm going to have to make Moxley come out soon."

He whispered in her ear. "Trust me, you don't want to see Moxley. I mean, unless you don't want to walk for a week. I'm going easy on you for now. Next time, I won't be so nice."

"That's a bluff! I know it!" Melanie exclaimed as he laughed and walked away.

'In The Ring'

'Sierra'

'Hotel'

'India'

'Echo'

'Lima'

'Delta'

'Shield'

The Shield walk through the crowd. Morgan wore her Shield hat this time and when they jumped over the barricade, Dean gave her his sweatjacket to wear. They get in the ring to take on CM Punk and The New Age Outlaws in a rematch.

Roman smirked at Punk. "How you feel?"

"Roman got The Shield back on the same page and they have been flawless, this past Friday on Smackdown." Cole said while Morgan stood by at ringside.

"Ambrose, Rollins and Morgan couldn't defeat CM Punk but all by himself, Roman Reigns did." King said.

While the match progresses, Punk begins to take on The Shield but gets pulled onto the middle rope by Seth. Roman gets tagged in and a fan girl screams loudly for him, as Morgan chuckles out of amusement. Punk lays on the bottom rope while Roman runs and dropkicks him on the head.

"Oh!" Morgan and the crowd exclaim.

"The highly athletic powerhouse of The Shield." Cole said.

"That was awesome! Freakin' awesome! That was sick!" She high fived Roman while he grinned and slid back in the ring.

"He's been called the punisher of the group," Cole informed and Roman pinned him for a 2 count.

While The Shield continued to take control of Punk, Morgan could see that Roman's dropkick took a lot out of Punk since he was still holding his head.

"Don't forget about that eye," Seth said on the apron while Dean stepped on Punk's stomach. "Don't forget about that eye, Ambrose."

The crowd tries to motivate Punk but Dean prevents him from tagging his partners and throws him out of the ring. Ambrose gets out of the ring and taunts him.

"Please don't get reckless, this time." The Outspoken Diva warned.

"Don't do anything stupid. We got him right where we want him." Seth added.

Dean tries to throw Punk to the steel steps but Punk reverses it and Dean gets hit instead. Punk rolls inside the ring while the ref begins to count. Roman picks Dean up and throws him back in the ring as he tags in Seth. Punk manages to dodge Seth's attack off the top rope and hits him with a one leg clothesline. Punk tries to crawl to his partners but Roman gets tagged back in and drags him back to his corner. He walks up to the New Age Outlaws and mocks them by doing the DX taunt.

But when Roman turns around, Punk roundhouse kicks him. The New Age Outlaws try to hype up the crowd while Punk crawls over to them. He gets up and jumps for a tag but they jump off the apron.

"What?" She exclaimed while Punk looked on in shock and the crowd 'Ohs'

"Wait a-what is this?" King asked. "Guys, what are we seeing here?"

Punk stands up and turns around to look at Seth, Dean, and Roman surrounding him around the ring. Morgan was a little taken aback that the New Age Outlaws would betray Punk.

"Punk is alone," Cole said.

Punk hits Seth off the apron and hits Roman with a neckbreaker. He hits Dean off the apron and Seth runs back into the ring, only to be thrown out of the ring, near the announce table. Punk turns around, only to be speared by Reigns and pinned.

"And a spear by Reigns! The numbers game." Cole looked on

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

"Here are your winners, The Shield!" Lilian announced as they all got in the ring.

"Let's go!" Roman yelled and motioned Seth and Dean for the triple powerbomb.

"Uh oh," King said. "That's enough, you've done enough damage."

Roman roars while Punk struggles to get out of Dean and Seth's hold. Morgan motions them to stop what they are doing and they hold Punk down on his knees for her.

"Stop struggling, it'll only make things worse. Take it like a man." She said and kneed him in the face.

"That did not look pretty at all!" Cole exclaimed.

"Ouch," King cringed.

The Shield pick him up and does the triple powerbomb on Punk.

"Punk's been decimated."

Morgan tweets 'Yep...Once a DX member, always a DX member. Looks like the #KingOfCrap wants to get #Punked by CMPunk'

'Smackdown'

"Please welcome my guests, Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins, Morgan Lopez, and Roman Reigns, The Shield." Renee said. Morgan, Seth, Roman and Dean stand before Renee and Morgan greeted her with a smile. "Now for the male members of The Shield, it's every man for themselves at the Royal Rumble and as Vickie said, brother versus brother, with the three of you being entered in the Royal Rumble match, I just wanted to know if you guys have devised a plan to remain a unit."

"The Shield is a finely crafted machine that does not break down, the real question, is how are the 27 other superstars in the Royal Rumble going to compete against the most dominant force in WWE," Dean said. "Trust me darlin', we're all on the same page."

"Are you all on the same page, Dean? I mean if it came down to it and you had to throw Seth Rollins over the top rope, to win the Royal Rumble." Renee began while Seth chuckled, Dean put his hand over his heart, and Morgan & Roman looked on with interest. "To go on and headline WrestleMania, for the WWE World Heavyweight championship, would you do it?"

"Do I not look like a trustworthy person to you? These are my best friends, I can never bring myself to do something like that, absolutely not. Never, I could-"

"Well." Seth interrupted. "Dean, that's very kind of you but let's be real here, you couldn't throw me over the top rope if your life depended on it."

Roman and Morgan look at Dean with amused looks while the crowd 'Ohs'.

"Wow..." Morgan murmured.

"I would toss you over in a second if it meant that I got a shot at the main event at WrestleMania," Seth added.

"Okay, first of all, I was kidding, of course, I would throw you over the top rope," Dean stated. "And second of all, you would go sailing kid! Sailing over the top rope! Work on your landing, all right?" He exclaimed while Morgan face palmed.

Roman stepped in front of him. "We're talking about headlining WrestleMania here, boys. I'd throw you both over the top rope in an instant. Regardless, one of us is gonna win the Royal Rumble, we'll still be united and we'll still be The Shield." Roman put his fist out while Seth, Morgan and Dean put their fists out too.

The Shield left, while Morgan decided to stay.

"Morgan, what are your thoughts about the Royal Rumble?" Renee asked.

The Outspoken Diva replied with a simple smirk, shaking her head. She walked away, leaving Renee in wonder.

"I wonder what's going through Morgan's head." Cole pondered.

'Later'

"Hi~ Morgan!" Rosa grinned, standing backstage with her while Morgan rolled her eyes. "Oh don't be like that. I came to talk to you. I got some good news. I'm untouchable now."

Morgan narrows her eyes. "How so?"

"Didn't you know Roman and I are dating?"

Morgan felt the urge to laugh and refrained as she saw right through the lie. "No, I wasn't aware. Are you trying to taunt me? It's not working..."

"Don't lie. You're angry...I can see it in your eyes. You hate the fact that I'm with him, don't you?"

"I am mad because you're trying to do mind games. I should mop your face with the floor right now," she replied and got in her face. "I won't say it again. Leave my team alone."

"Don't you mean, leave Roman alone?"

"Don't try to change the subject."

"I'm not. It's all about Roman, isn't it?"

"Just leave him alone. Don't get inside his head and don't distract him."

"Are you jealous?"

"What? Don't make me hit you. You're talking nonsense."

"I don't think so. And if you hit me, Romeo isn't going to like that very much."

"Romeo? Really? You're full of it."

"At least he lets me call him that. And he likes it." she grinned and strutted away

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'Next Week, Raw'

Morgan tweets 'Can't wait to see him in action at the Rumble. #BatistasBack'

Morgan also tweets 'You do not know how much I want to get back in the ring right now. #MyTimeIsComing #StandOut'

Morgan was at ringside while The Shield was in the ring with Cody, Goldust and Big E in 6 man tag team action. Big E's team begins to take control of Seth. When Cody kicks Seth in the gut while he is leaning on the ropes, he goes for the disaster kick but he rolls out of the ring.

"Enough of that!" Seth yelled and held his stomach while walking over to The Shield's corner.

"You okay?" Morgan asked, walking over to him but Seth quickly pushed her away when Cody got on the top rope and jumped on him so she wouldn't get hit.

"And there's Cody Rhodes taking out Seth Rollins!" Cole exclaimed.

Roman and Dean jump off the apron and come to Seth's aid while Cody quickly slides back into the ring. Big E and Goldust stand next to him to face off with the two members.

Later on in the match, after The Shield began to take control of Cody, Dean and Big E got tagged in. Big E clotheslines Roman out of the ring after he hits Dean with a belly to belly suplex. Dean gets up but gets knocked back down.

"What a collision. I love it!" JBL said.

Big E picks Dean up for the Big Ending but Seth pulls him off and gets thrown out of the ring. Goldust keeps him down by jumping off the apron. Meanwhile, Dean goes on the top rope and jumps off, only to be caught and hit with a throw. Big E runs to the ropes and gives Dean a big splash and pins him.

"Kick out!" Morgan exclaimed and luckily Roman broke it up.

Cody slides into the ring and goes for the disaster kick but gets dropped by a Superman punch. Goldust gets in the ring and hits Roman in the face.

He runs to the ropes but gets speared.

"Spear!" Cole exclaimed.

"That'll knock your make up off," JBL said.

When Roman turns around, he gets clotheslined by Big E while Dean recovers. Big E runs to the ropes but Dean knees him in the stomach and rolls over to tag in Seth. Seth drops him with the blackout.

"Yeah!" Morgan cheered.

"I think he has him!" JBL said.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

"The winners of this match, The Shield," Justin announced while they celebrated.

Roman stared down Big E, still annoyed with the clothesline he received. The Shield get over the barricade while Morgan, Dean, Roman and Seth put their arms around each other.

"Best team on planet Earth! No one can touch us! No one can touch us!" Seth shouted.

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'Smackdown'

The Shield were shown on the titantron, in their hideout.

"In two days, 27 other superstars will enter the Royal Rumble with hopes and dreams and aspirations of headlining WrestleMania." Dean said. "And there is that notion that anything can happen in the WWE, where dreams can come true. But this year, it's not like that because this year, The Shield is in the Royal Rumble son, and these dogs are hungry!"

"And all time, and all of history, the Royal Rumble match has never seen anything like The Shield. We are gonna dominate every single second we are in that match. Any superstar, who steps through those ropes, lends themselves a casualty." Seth added.

"And after that, the big dog here is gonna win the Royal Rumble match," Roman said while Morgan and Seth glanced at him and then glanced at each other. "And I'm gonna go on and I'm gonna headline WrestleMania, believe that and believe in The Shield." He pushed the camera away.

Morgan tweets 'Really can't wait to get back in the ring. Sunday can't get here fast enough. #WrestleToYourHeartsContent'

'WWE Exclusive Video'

Backstage, Rosa was confronting Morgan. "I hope you don't think you're going to win the diva battle royal. You're going to lose, and I'll be the one to eliminate you."

Morgan laughed. "I'm sorry but I cannot take you seriously. All you do is dance around, shaking your hips. Show a little bit more toughness in the ring and then we'll talk when I actually feel like you're competition."

"Excuse me?"

"You annoy the heck out of me and the next time you get in my face, I'm going to rip that blond hair off your head. You're no threat to me at all."

She started walking but then Rosa grabbed her by the hair and threw her to a locker nearby. Morgan held her head and slid down but then a box fell on her head.

"Ow..." She winced in pain and rubbed her head

"I guess you can't do the battle royal with a little concussion." She smirked but then saw The Shield rushing over to them. Rosa quickly changed her facial expression and looked concerned. "Oh my gosh, Morgan, are you okay?"

"What the hell happened!?" Dean rushed over to Morgan and kneeled at her. "Baby, you okay?"

"We were just talking and she knocked into that locker," Rosa explained. "I feel so bad, it all happened so fast."

'Later, In The Trainers Room'

Morgan was lying on the examination table. "Stupid Rosa..." She retorted. The door opened and Roman walked in. "Hey! About time you visited me."

"Seth and Dean already visited?"

"Yep."

"Damn. I'm sorry." he walked over to her while she sat up.

"You're here now, that's all that matters. Thank you."

"Anything for an Outspoken Diva like you. So what happened?" He ran his fingers through her hair.

"You wouldn't believe me, since you're too attracted to Rosa." She said her name with disgust while Roman removed his fingers from her hair.

"I'm not attracted to her..."

"Sure..."

"I like someone else."

"Oh really? Who's smitten the beast?" She grinned. He looked at her for a few moments and looked away, continuing to be silent. "Ah ha! So, it is Rosa. Good grief, Roman, why?"

"Why not?" Roman countered, trying to keep his emotions towards her in check.

Morgan was slightly taken aback by his comment but shrugged. "I told you to be careful..."

"I am."

"If you say so. I just don't want you to..." She sighed and held her head, feeling more pain.

"What happened between you two?"

"She threw me to a locker and something fell on my head." She mentioned and Roman sighed.

"I'll talk to her."

"Talk? No need. We need action! Let me kick her ass!"

"Morgan, that's not necessary."

"Why are you defending her?"

"She's not important right now, you are."

"Thanks," she replied and sniffed. "Are you using Pantene?" She touched his hair.

Roman chuckled. "I think you hit your head too hard. Rest up,"

"Possibly..." She laid back down to take a nap.

He smiled down at her and brushed some hair from her face, glancing at her lips. He tore his eyes from them and kissed her forehead instead.

"If only you knew..." He whispered and left the room.

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#StandOut

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#the shield #dean ambrose x oc #wwe #wwe fanfiction #the shield 4th member #roman reigns #seth rollins #wwe imagine #wwe scenarios #wwe oc #wwe fic #jon moxley x oc #jon moxley fanfiction

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sunlightmurdock · 1 year

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Sleep headcannon for Sub Rosa Rooster and Lil Kazansky?!

Don’t get me wrong, Sub Rosa Rooster is definitely the kind of guy that swears he’s just ‘resting his eyes’ before promptly knocking out on the couch in the middle of a movie — but he’s def the one that has to carry lil Kazansky to bed most nights.

She’s kind of an insomniac and will stay up all night if you let her, which he never does. He’ll drag her to bed and do just about whatever he can to get her feeling sleepy.

Sometimes she likes to read before bed, but her mind’ll be racing for hours if she’s reading alone, so he’ll pick up from the last page she was on and tiredly read a chapter or two before bed. That usually knocks her out pretty well, her head on his chest, the rumble of his voice right against her ear.

Other times, reading just isn’t going to cut it, but that’s okay — he doesn’t mind plan B either 😏

#bradley bradshaw #sub rosa

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robinofgothamcity · 2 years

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"if you are not too long, i will wait here for you all my life. “

♡ character: zack sabre jr

♡ pronouns used: she / her

♡ note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / hiiii ik i haven't updated in a while i was just lazy but ig im back and employed now!! and i'm also wildly obsessed with zack sabre jr at the moment so heres a throwback to forbidden door. might be a bit short but its whatever.

"zack, ive done my time in japan, AEW seems like a great opportunity for me," you told him, seeing his face dropping and looking at the ground, "you knew i didn't have much time on my contract and i wasn't planning on staying."

zack sighed, not knowing what to respond with. he didn't want to sound selfish nor did he think you were in the wrong but he couldn't imagine a time where you weren't with him. the two of you came to japan together, spent each of your time working respectfully in Stardom and New Japan.

"i know but maybe i thought you'd stay if i asked," you smiled, sitting next to him and putting your head on his shoulder, "remember our pact? if neither of us were in relationships by the time we hit our mid thirties we'd just marry each other? i stand by that."

he laughed, shoving you playfully.

"you're no where near thirty but maybe i'll marry you the next time i see you."

this time it was your turn to laugh. you knew zack liked to joke around with you but sometimes it was hard to decipher if what he was saying was true or not, "please, like you haven't been eyeballing. i heard stories from maki," you replied, now getting up and stealing the jacket off of his chair, "but maybe i'll let you marry me the next time you come to the states. i guess we'll see."

giving him one final wink, you walked away and shut the door slowly. you could see zack's saddened face and a part of you wanted to go back and just hug him but you knew that if you lingered around any longer, the goodbye would get even harder.

“if you are not too long, i will wait here for you all my life."

you heard the mutter from zack and tried to contain your tears.

it had been three years since your departure from Stardom and you had been running around AEW since then. you had your fair share of feuds with britt, penelope, and nyla but currently, you were in a feud with rosa for the AEW women's belt.

you had secured a match for the forbidden door pay-per-view against rosa and while you were happy to fight against her on such a big stage, you had heard rumblings about who from New Japan was going to make their way to the states to wrestle your co-workers and one of the names going around was zack.

you talked to zack every now and again but it was nothing like how it was before. you hadn't heard from any of the girls in Stardom if zack was in a relationship but you couldn't say the same. you had been in a few relationships since departing from japan but none of them ever lasted.

the only one that lasted a bit longer than the rest was with maxwell jacob friedman but that was only because you joined the pinnacle when they formed which not only made you his girlfriend but his valet as well. during your time with max made many people wonder why you were even with him. one of those people was zack who was beyond shocked to see the way you acted with him. it wasn't anything like how you were in japan and frankly, it made his stomach stir each time you were visibly making out with max.

"guess what i heard," penelope said singing into your ear. you looked up from your latop in confusion, "zack is in building," your eyes widened in shock as you heard kip giggling behind her, "it's not funny to lie especially when i'm on next."

penelope shook her head, "i'm not lying! kip was speaking to him earlier. he's very interested in seeing you again." before you could respond, you felt rosa's arm go around your shoulder, "lets go! we're next."

you gave one final look to penelope who kept muttering that she wasn't lying. you knew penelope would never lie to you but you hadn't seen zack since you arrived got to the building which was a lot earlier than most did.

rosa went onto the ramp first getting heavy cheers from everyone as you cracked your neck in anticipation. the two of you weren't due to wrestle but more or less rough each other up. you were wearing you SPLX sweater, the exact same one you stole from zack, and blue jeans. it wasn't your most stylish outfit in comparison to rosa but you knew it would do the job.

"breath, maybe what penelope told you was just to mess around with you," you whispered as you heard your theme going off. you went out of the heel tunnel, a smirk plastered on your face, "oh fuck off you dickheads!" you yelled.

you walked slower than usual into the ring as you made sure to give rosa as much time as possible to get herself comfortable on her side of the ring. you blew one final kiss as rosa cut you off and immediately starting her promo.

you chewed your gum obnoxiously, something that would make matt menard proud. you knew this would be last time you'd face rosa before forbidden door and you had to perfect your promo more than ever.

"oh rosa, it's really embarrassing that you're standing her not being able to compete at the rate britt was when she had the title. you should consider handing the belt over to me now so you don't embarrass yourself on Sunday. you've never been against a submission master like myself before and it'd really suck to see you injured after our match so like i said i'm willing to take the belt off of you and we can call it even, alright?"

rosa laughed as she tossed the belt to the side.

"submission master? that's a funny name to call yourself considering the only person who's had that name is zack sabre jr himself and he's not here right now so how about you stop embarrassing him. we all know how happy he was when you left him and its even more embarrassing that you're walking around here in his clothes three years later!"

your eyes widened as you dove to attack her. you went for her legs immediately you put her in a submission hold making her cry out in agony. it wasn't until you heard a very familiar theme song go off through the speakers making you look up when you realized that the rumors were true.

the crowd went nuts as you stared at zack making his way through the heel tunnel. you stared at him not believing that this was the way he would make his AEW debut and not with bryan who you assumed would be the one he was going against.

you kicked rosa one final time as she rolled out of the ring. you stood in the middle of it and continued to stare down at him, disbelief written all over your face. zack made his way towards the ring, making sure to spew insults at the crowd before finally climbing in and standing in front of you.

everyone in the building went quiet as you felt your body jerk forward to hug zack. the entire crowd started to boo as you felt him laughing against you. you knew that zack wasn't exactly someone who would be hurt with this reaction but you could see that he was holding you tighter than usual.

zack finally pulled himself back and held your hand up as your theme went off. you wanted nothing more than to curse zack out for not telling you he'd be here but you knew you'd have more than enough time to do it backstage. he opened the ropes to help you out of the ring and as you gave one final middle finger to the crowd, zack stood behind you clapping proudly.

as the two of you reached the back, you immediately jumped on him and shoved your face in his shoulder, "you asshole, why didn't you tell me?" you screamed into it. zack patted your back, "had to make sure you still weren't with that dickhead maxwell before i reunited with you."

you could see penelope and kip watching you from afar as they muttered an, "i told you". you paid them no mind as you continued to hug zack, "i missed you so much," you whispered in his ear as you now let your tears fall freely. he could feel the wetness of the tears on his shirt as he hugged your closer.

once you finally pulled away, zack wiped the tears away before pulling you into a more secluded corner.

"i couldn't tell you because i was practically sworn to secrecy until i got into the building," he finally explained. you smiled at him weakly when you realized that he would only be here for about a week until he had to return to japan, "you're leaving after Sunday, aren't you?" you murmured sadly.

zack nodded as he grabbed your hand, "i don't want to but my contract isn't up with new japan yet. if i could stay here just to be with you, i'd do it in a heartbeat," he replied. you closed your eyes, not wanting to cry again but you knew that it was useless to grow closer to him again when he'd have to return just as quickly as he came.

"fuck, this forbidden door bullshit really screwed us up, didn't it?" you joked, wiping away your tears again. zack nodded as he realized that the gift he had in your pocket felt like it was burning him from the anticipation, "remember the last thing we told each other before you left?"

you remained confused for a few seconds until zack went down on one knee when you finally realized what he was speaking about. you saw him pull out a tiny silver ring from his pocket.

"i told you i'd marry you the next time i saw you so how about we go through with it? nothing is stopping us from running to some random officiant and getting married after this," your mouth fell from surprise but you nodded almost immediately, "lets do it," you whispered as he put the ring on your finger.

you went up for a steaming kiss with no intention of releasing him anytime soon. zack felt your fingers running through his hair and let you continue to kiss him until he was out of breath.

"maybe i'll have to ask for an excursion run here in amerca just to spend more time with you," zack whispered against your lips. you giggled, "or maybe i'll be the one to go to you. i know they're doing the princess of princess championship soon and i could see if i can contend for it."

zack's smile widened even more as he spun you around in excitement, "Well lets go mrs.sabre, we have a lot of things to do tonight," he said holding your hand and twirling the ring around your finger.

you nodded, giving him one final kiss on the lips before finding penelope. you knew you'd need a witness and possibly someone to vouch for you when the news inevitably got out that you married zack.

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