#fanfiction trope fmk | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

snarkandsarcasmftw · 4 years

Note

hangman adam page, jake hager, and drew mcintyre!

FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU.. SECOND OF ALL I LOVE YOU FOR THIS DOE. AND THIRD, THIS GOT... WORDY AF... OOPS? I LOVED DOING THIS. I MIGHT START TAKING THESE ALL THE TIME TOO, FOR ANY FANDOM, TBH...

Tagging: @heelsamizayn @rampagewriting @andie01 @missjenniferb @calwitch @vonschweetz @xwicker-manx @kittysilver86 @writtingrose @glowrioustrash @wwe-fanfiction-queen @dirrrtydeeds @robwiethoff @adamcolesteeth - if you wanna add yourself to my tag list

more fanfiction trope fmk | faq

Fake Dating:

Adam Hangman Page.

“You’re not dating anyone. Look, just do yourself a favor and give me a chance.” MJF stared down at Scarlet intently. Scarlet’s mouth opened and closed and she gave the softest of giggles as she shook her head, looking up to meet his intent gaze.

Guys like him were literally a dime a dozen. Scarlet didn’t want or need the hassle he’d bring to the table. Sure, she thought to herself, he was hot, but at the end of the day, he was merely that. Nothing more than a pretty face. Nothing more than literal arm candy. And she had no doubt in her mind that she’d pretty much be the same for him. Just another notch in the man’s bedpost.

If she were gonna be a notch in someone’s bedpost, she’d much rather have fun while doing it.

“C’mon, I see you. You’re thinking about it right now. We could be the next it couple on the roster. Forget Brandi and Cody. It could be you and me, princess.”

Scarlet placed the palm of her hand against his chest and shook her head. “I’m just gonna stop you right there before you keep going and this gets all sorts of awkward. Or your giant sized ego gets any fucking bigger and nobody can enter or leave the arena. I actually do have a man already. Not a boy, a man.”

“You’re mistaken on that. They don’t get much manlier than me, princess.”

Scarlet had been trying to hold back the fit of giggles and hysterical laughter but when MJF said that, she couldn’t any longer. She almost doubled over, laughing so hard she shook.

MJF pouted and cleared his throat. “I’m making the offer of a lifetime here.”

“Oh my god, no! Stop, MJF. Just… do yourself a favor and stop, please. Before the bullshit gets any deeper. I’m not wearin any boots to protect my feet.” Scarlet’s laughter died and her eyes darted around a little. Janela was out, MJF would never believe her if she said that they were a thing.

Mox was… Nope.

Darby Allin was considered, but only briefly.

Her eyes settled on Kenny briefly. Kenny was out too. Somehow, even pretending, Scarlet wasn’t prepared to settle for anything less than what she knew she wanted. She took a few deep breaths, trying again to pick her chosen target out of the crowd milling around in back.

MJF watched Scarlet’s desperate glance around the hallway and he smirked. “I knew it. You’re not seeing anyone! Offer still stands, princess.. But it’s a limited time offer.”

Scarlet continued to scour the hallway for the perfect boyfriend. Oh, she knew who she wanted, beyond a doubt, she just wasn’t seeing him at the moment. She pouted about it, tapping her foot impatiently.

“ I repeat.. They don’t get manlier than me.”

“Shut your mouth, MJF, I know for a fact you take two hours to get ready. I can’t date someone who ties up the bathroom all the damn time.” Scarlet didn’t even bother sparing him a glance as her eyes continued to roam the area.

Hangman had to be here.. Somewhere.

“I do not!” MJF answered quickly, stepping closer as some of the crew came by with large trunks and the like, preparing to set up for the show. Scarlet stepped back quickly and when she had, she spotted him walking into the arena.

The perfect fake boyfriend… She’d be hard pressed to deny that he’d be the perfect real boyfriend, but Scarlet she wasn’t nearly that brave.

She stared at Adam Page intently as he walked towards them, that bow legged gait making her swallow down the lump as it formed in her throat. He stopped to grab a bottled water and MJF cleared his throat again.

“There’s no way.. Hangman would’ve been rubbing it in my face by now. C’mon, just go on one date with me..” MJF blinked in surprise as Scarlet took off at a run towards Adam.

“This should be interesting.. I’ll give her an A, she’s committed to the act.” MJF mumbled to himself as he watched it all unfold.

Adam felt a tap to his shoulder. Before he got time to process, he was being climbed quite literally. His back met the front of the vending machine and he blinked in surprise as Scarlet took his face in her hands and said as loud as possible, “There you are, cowboy. God have I missed you so so so much.” while wrapping her legs around his hips and muttering in a quieter tone, “Just… don’t be weird, please?” as she crashed her lips against his. Adam nipped at her lower lip and mumbled back, “Long as I’ve thought about kissin you, I’m just gonna go with this.” deepening the kiss as he gave her ass a good squeeze and chuckled, speaking up louder, “Darlin, ya act like you haven’t seen me in a whole day.”

“I just really, really missed you.” Scarlet’s fingers tugged at the ponytail his hair was in and once she had it down, she tangled them in his hair, tugging, using her grip on his hair to deepen the kiss even more. By this point, they were both almost light headed and MJF was slow clapping as he stood there.

“Nice try, Scarlet, but there’s no way you two are a thing.” MJF stated, glancing from one to the other before adding, “But I’ll give you an A for trying. You almost had me fooled when you started biting each other’s lips. Scarlet, this guy is… You know he’s not gonna be able to give you the pull back here I will. Not to mention, we’d be so much hotter together… Do yourself a favor.”

The kiss broke and Adam eyed MJF, snorting in laughter. “Did you not just see that?” before turning his attention to Scarlet, an amused smirk playing at his mouth as she climbed out of his arms. MJF wandered over and Adam stood taller, staring down at the man, arms around Scarlet, who wound up between them.

“How about you do yourself a favor and walk away now, MJF.. You know, before I get moody again and beat your ass? You’re going to stay away from my girl.”

“I tried.” MJF shrugged and turned, making a hasty retreat and then Adam fixed his eyes on the brunette standing in front of him, fidgeting nervously as she looked up at him. He chuckled and smirked. “You owe me one, darlin… How about dinner? Tonight, after the show.”

“If this is your way of asking me on a date, cowboy, I accept.”

“This is just dinner, darlin. You’ll know it when it’s an actual date.” Adam stepped closer, a hand lingering at her hip, a teasing grin on his face. She pouted and he chuckled. “So you do have a thing for me..”

“Maybe just a little…” Scarlet gave a teasing grin as she held up her fingers like she was measuring. It was his turn to pout and he stepped even closer, shaking his head. “It’s a shame you said maybe just a little.”

“Oh?”

“Because I definitely have a thing for you, darlin…. And it’s not little, either.”

“Well in that case,” Scarlet stepped up, closing the distance between their bodies completely as she giggled and rose to tiptoe, using the front of his black tee shirt to pull his mouth back down to hers before muttering, “Maybe I underestimated my thing for you.”

“Awww, she likes me.” Adam chuckled as their lips met again and his hands gripped her hips, pulling her up ever so slightly.

Slow Burn:

Jake Hager.

“All I’m saying is the way you two look at each other is enough to melt titanium. If you ever get locked in a room with Jake, you’re as good as fucked. Or he is. Either way.. If one of you doesn’t make a move soon… Girl.. We’re all gonna combust.” Allie mused aloud.

Mya shook her head, looking around quickly, just to make sure no one heard what was being said. She hurried to shut the door to hair and makeup and in her hurry, she may not have shut it completely. She whirled to face her friend and held a finger to her lips. “You can’t say that, if he found out I…”

“Go on.” Allie tapped her foot, flashing a mischief filled grin at her friend before flopping down into the directors chair sitting in front of Mya’s workstation. “Nobody is going to hear you. And I’m not going to say a word. It’ll be our little secret, just like it always has been.”

“Okay, alright, fine. I’m in love with my best friend but every single time I come close to even attempting a move… I… How would I even do that?”

“Well, you could just waltz right up to him and push him against a wall or into a chair and kiss the hell out of him.” Allie giggled as she said it. She happened to glance at the door just in time to see a flash of platinum blond. Jake tended to linger where Mya was concerned, it was something that pretty much everyone in back noticed at one time or another.

Along with all the little touches, the way they seemed like they could hold an entire conversation without so much as one word passed. They were always together, huddled close. Hell, Mya was probably the only person who’d brought out a smile on the muscular surly Oklahoma native.

The story behind Mya and Jake was that the two had gone to college together and lost touch. But in college, they’d been best friends. The closest of best friends, at that, if Mya’s stories were anything to go by. Either way, they both wound up at AEW and it seemed like things were right back to the way they’d been before.

But Allie knew it was driving her best friend insane, because Mya wanted so much more than Jake’s friendship.

Allie found herself hoping that maybe Mya’s slip up of not closing the door to the room entirely would be a good thing.. That maybe Jake had been the one to hear her say what she’d admitted to.

Mya sighed and shook her head. “I’m probably like a kid sister to him. I just need to do what Britt said and go on the date with Joey. Because if I ever dared bringing up the way I felt with Jake…”

Allie sighed and grumbled. “You’re too pessimistic. How do you know it’d be this disaster you have it built up in your head to be?”

“Because I know, okay? I’m… Trust me, I’ve seen the women he normally dates. I’m not even remotely close to his type.” Mya’s tone was just a shade bitter and she dropped her voice to add, “ I mean… I’m me. Plain old me. Not flashy or giggly or anything like that.” she shook her head at it and turned away, turning her attention back to digging through her makeup kit for the new eyeshadow palette she’d picked up to try out at Nyla Rose’s suggestion.

Outside the door, Jake stood, leaning against the wall as his mind seemed to take off in a million different directions at once. It felt like the air got knocked right out of him and right now, he was going back over every single moment between the two of them in his head… Including all the guys she’d ever dated and the way he’d always liked to silently intimidate them.

“Oh hell…. Oh hell.” he muttered to himself in shock as soon as it occurred to him exactly why he enjoyed intimidating the guys she’d dated over their time as best friends. Somewhere along the course, he’d fallen for her and he’d fallen hard.

And lately, it was hard to be around her because there had been this unexplainable tension there. Before now, he’d thought it was something else entirely. Maybe her being into Janela, for starters.

“Hager, there you are… Everything okay, man?” Sammy spoke up from beside him. Jake shrugged and turned to walk away. He needed to think. He had to do something. And he had to do it before she took Britt’s advice and agreed to go on the date with Joey Janela if he asked again.

It came to him, the perfect plan. He rubbed his chin and smirked, nodding to himself as he took a few deep breaths. One of them had to do something and now that he was aware of this, there was no way in hell he intended to just sit on it.

After the show, Mya stood in the hallway, eyes darting around for Jake. She’d been just about to walk out of the arena, but arms circled her hips, pulling her into a darkened room. Jake reached up, pulling the string on the bare bulb hanging overhead, shedding light on the two of them. After he’d done that, he reached out and clicked the lock on the doorknob.

“Jake? What on Earth?” Mya tilted her head slightly to look up at him, a confused look in her eyes. Her heart was racing, it felt like it’d beat right out of her chest at any second.

Jake leaned down, pressing the side of his finger against soft red lips. The closer his lips got to her lips, the faster her heart raced and Mya swallowed hard, staring up at him intently, wondering what he was up to right now.

“Darlin… I…” he went quiet again, crashing his mouth against her mouth hungrily, his teeth snagging and tugging at her lower lip as his hands roamed all over. Mya started out with her hand flat against his chest, but she wound up tugging at the front of the dark blue polo he was wearing, pressing herself completely against him as she breathed into the kiss heavily, “Oh.. Oh.” when it hit her what he was trying to show her without saying. What he didn’t seem to have any words for was perfectly expressed in the kiss he was giving her. Her knees felt so weak she almost couldn’t stand.

The kiss broke and they stood there beneath the gently swaying bare bulb, trying to catch their breath, staring up at one another. After a few seconds, Jake finally spoke up. “I love you. Just…. Didn’t realize it til now. Just hope this ain’t too late, I know you might be interested in Janela’s ass… But I had to do somethin.”

Mya’s hand raised to her mouth and she stopped the giggles that hit, shaking her head no, stepping closer to him, slipping her arms around his neck. “ Joey? Are you…. No. No, no and no.. I love you too, Jake. I was never going to say yes to Joey because like… He’s obviously not my type.”

Jake chuckled quietly, letting out a breath he didn’t know he held. “So you have a type, hmm?”

“Yeah, he’s tall and blond and most people don’t realize it, but he’s actually a sweetheart and not nearly as threatening or badass as he makes himself out to be… And I’m looking right at him, Hager.”

Jake chuckled, eyes darting around the room before pointing to himself and stepping closer, pulling her up his body. “Wanna get outta here, darlin?”

“God yes, my feet are killlling me.”

“Okay, fine. I’ll carry ya.”

“Oh so now that we’ve admitted to everything, the piggy back rides are suddenly just gonna stop? I’m hurt.” Mya teased playfully. Jake snickered and let her climb onto his back and started to walk out of the arena, towards the SUV they’d been sharing.

“Lucky I love ya. I don’t do that for just anybody, darlin.” Jake muttered as he stood her on her own feet and opened the door to let her in. Mya climbed into the passenger seat, pulling him in, stealing another kiss. “You better not, because now that I have you all to myself.. I’m not plannin on lettin go.”

“Good to know.” Jake mumbled as he deepened the kiss, finally pulling away to go around and get in on the driver side.

Enemies To Lovers:

Drew McIntyre.

“Jerk.”

“Princess.”

The two stared at one another intently, anger burning in their eyes and flushing their faces. Drew smirked down at Viv and chuckled. “Yer only mad because ah told ye th’ truth.”

“No, I’m angry because you’re an egotistical asshole.” Viv ground out through a jaw tightly clenched as she put a hand on her hip and took a long and deep breath. It didn’t work.

“This gimmick is never gonna work. I’m gonna go talk to the higher ups. I’m not some glorified play toy.”

“Funny, cos ‘at’s how ye were actin out at da ring, crossin and uncrossin yer legs and bein all distractin as fook.” Drew called out after her, taking a few deep breaths himself. He’d told management time and time again, he didn’t want any romantic angles. He was on the roster to fight. He didn’t need an alterior motive. Nor did he need a sexy little vixen valet mucking around at ringside, always underfoot and being loud as hell and giggly.

Deeper down, the man knew it was so much more infinitely complicated than that. It wasn’t Viv and her everything that bothered him, per se.. It was the fact that Viv was a flirt.

And that Viv had no filter or fear.

And this often resulted in Viv, getting in over her head into all sorts of assorted shit. Shit that Drew, whether he wanted to admit it or not, he felt like she shouldn’t be in in the first place and shit that more often than not, he wound up sticking himself in the middle of.

And then there were the things she did during the match to distract his opponents. He knew it was scripted and that it was required for their whole valet / wrestler gimmick but damn it, that didn’t mean he had to like it. Or that it didn’t send a healthy rush of jealousy rushing through him or make him want to dismantle the nearest victim as a result.

If she didn’t look like she enjoyed it so much… the thought came and he shoved it out. The second he started admitting he felt a certain way, the second this became more than a gimmick. The second he was exposed to dealing with the emotional turmoil the 5’2 vixen placed him in constantly and the second he might be a little too tempted to do something about it.

And that.. Was eating away at him more than he personally cared to admit.

Down the hall, Viv was fuming, pacing the hallway as she vented on the phone to her best friend. After peeking out to make sure no one could hear, she sighed and turned her attention back to the conversation.

“I’m telling you, the man hates me. I don’t know what the hell possessed the old crazy fuck who owns this company to put me in a gimmick with Drew when I approached and asked if I could shadow him… For obvious reason, but I really think I’m in over my head here. The man hates everything about me and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.” Viv sank down, sitting on the floor with her back to the wall as she gave a hollow laugh. “And the crap they have me doing. He doesn’t need any of that. He’s amazing on his own. And not to mention I feel like a tramp every single time I have to flit around out there, half naked and giggly and shit. That’s… It’s not me.”

Her sister took a few deep breaths and after a few seconds of more ranting on Viv’s end, her sister spoke up. “Have you thought about trying to get to know him outside of work? Maybe build trust?”

“The man won’t even talk to me when we’re on the road between towns. He stares straight ahead at the road and keeps the radio on loud enough to discourage any kind of personal conversation. I knew when he looked angry after creative approached him I should’ve just said I changed my mind… It’s just… There’s something magnetic about the guy, okay? I feel safer around him than any of these other chucklefucks back here. I felt like I could trust him not to be a total entitled prick like the guy I valeted on ROH.”

“The one who kept trying shit?”

“Mhm.”

“Thank god you got out of that one.”

“I know, right? Only now, I’m in this and… I… It’s hard to keep pretending I hate Drew when we both know I don’t? I love him, okay? There’s just… Always been something about him and now, working with him, I’m always on edge and it’s making me miserable. Not to mention how angry he seems to be at me all the time… He knows this shit is scripted, yet he assumes I enjoy playing this whole “distracting temptress” bit when I truly don’t...” Viv trailed off mid sentence to think and as she did she toyed with her hair and used the reflection given by the glass door propped open nearby to take a finger and work her lipstick back into place before continuing, “I’m just gonna talk to Levesque. I have to get out of this somehow. I’m driving the poor guy insane and it’s like every second we have to spend together doing press and promos and traveling…”

“Wild concept here, baby sister.. Maybe he pretends to hate you? Maybe he feels the same way?”

Viv laughed hysterically for a few seconds. She caught sight of someone just around the corner and she swallowed hard, getting a knot in the pit of her stomach because she just… She knew somehow Drew would be standing there.

“I’ll call ya back, Tasha.”

“Think about what I said. Some guys, particularly the ones like him.. They tend to be layered. Like onions.”

Viv hung up and took a few deep breaths, wiping at her eyes and surveying herself in the door’s reflection to make sure it wasn’t too obvious she’d been crying yet again.

And just around the corner, Drew McIntyre stood there, trying to process everything he’d just overheard.. She wandered out a few seconds into it and he didn’t think, he reached out, grabbing her by the hips, pulling her into the area backstage she’d obviously been hiding out in to have a cry and vent to family.

Viv gulped as she tried to meet his gaze but ended up dropping her eyes to the stilettos she’d worn for the night. “Look.. Just.. Say whatever you came to say and go. I’m gonna get in touch with the higher ups and I hopefully won’t be a problem anymore by the next episode.”

Drew chuckled, tilting her chin up. He saw the redness in her eyes and instantly felt like a complete asshole. Just the thought of her crying bothered him, in the current moment it bothered him so very much more than it usually did.

“Ah’m sorry.”

Viv blinked, mouth opening and closing in surprise. Drew’s gaze dropped this time and he stared at the tiles on the floor for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only a good eight seconds.

Enough time for Viv to sort of pick up on the shift between them. Things were still laced with heavy tension but now it wasn’t… Angry or explosive. Okay, so maybe it was still explosive, she found herself thinking, but not like they were on the verge of more shouting and insults.

Drew stepped a little closer, hands lingering at her hips. “Did ye mean everything y’ said just now?”

Viv took a few shaky breaths. “How much did you hear I… I’m sorry, I just needed to get it out and my sister, she… She usually calms me down.”

“Et’s okay.. But y’ didn’t answer th’ question, Vivienne.” the use of her full first name and the tone in which he said it had her looking up at him, swallowing hard when she saw the look in his eyes. The grip he had on her hip tightened ever so slightly as if he were letting her know he expected an answer soon.

“Ah ‘eard et all.”

Viv swore to herself under her breath and she took a few seconds to try pulling it together.

“Yes, okay? I meant it. All of it. Can I just like… Can I go now, please? I kind of just want to crawl into a hole and die right now.”

Drew moved so that he filled the exit and shook his head no, teasing gleam in his eyes as he licked his lips. “Th’ reason ah’m always so bloody wound up, for yer information, is y’. Because et drives me fookin insane, th’ shit they ‘ave y’ doin.. More to th’ point, drives me fookin insane because until now, ah thought y’ enjoyed it.”

“Yeah? Well I don’t, obviously. If I’d known that taking this gimmick when it was offered was going to have me acting a glorified bimbo… I mean, I don’t even think the enticement of working with you, given my feelings.. I most likely would have shredded my contract and walked the fuck out. Went back to the small time stuff.”

Drew nodded, still in the midst of processing it all, still a little more than shocked that they felt the same way, to be honest. But he wasn’t so shocked by it all that he didn’t decide to take action.

He stepped closer, pulling her against him completely as he stared down at her mouth, fixated. “Fuck et.” he muttered, pulling her up his body and crashing his mouth against hers hungrily, nipping at her lips, his hands all over her.

Viv whimpered into the kiss, deepening it, tugging at his scalp, raking her fingers through his hair..

“We went about this all wrong.”

“Ah agree. Want t’ start over?”

“I’d love that, actually.”

#fanfiction trope fmk #drew mcintyre drabble #adam hangman page drabble #jake hager drabble #drew mcintyre one shot #jake hager one shot #adam hangman page one shot #doedreamss

28 notes · View notes

linscoresby · 5 years

Note

fic fmk with Picard, Kirk, and Sisko, please! nerds always b comparing captains and this tradition must Continue

Fake date Picard, predominantly because I struggle to believe he has ever dated anybody for real, ever. Picard is a ball of emotional constipation. It could never work between us…

It was a toss up, but slow burn Kirk. I mean, for all that everyone loves to paint him like a ladies’ man (cough AOS cough), he’s a sensitive guy who’s trying his best. Plus, he is simultaneously a nerd and a jock. Where else would you find that combination in the wild? Kirk wakes up every morning and drinks respect women juice.

Enemies to lovers Sisko, obviously. I mean, with the moral complexity and shades of grey that make up DS9, Sisko is really the perfect captain to go enemies to lovers with. We’d start off on different sides of a conflict, until the Dominion emerged as a greater threat and so we’re forced to form a tentative alliance that becomes something more. We could bond over my limited knowledge of baseball.

#the only person stubborn enough to take on picard is Q #q: thou art notified that thy kind hath infiltrated the galaxy too far already #picard: ur the only motherfucker in this galaxy that can handle me #fanfiction trope fmk

10 notes · View notes

sothischickshe · 2 years

Note

😂 What’s the funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

🤡 What’s the dumbest thing you’ve written?

🔪 Fuck marry kill 3 tropes: fake dating, enemies to lovers, mutual pining (😈😈)

oooh questions in the ask, how ciVilised! <3 (it'll never be me alas alack, mobile4eva haha)

😂 What’s the funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

@riosnecktattoo‘s comment on dirty dirty game also makes me cackkkkkle, particularly: ‘I WOULD LIKE YOU TO KNOW THAT AT THIS POINT I WAS FORCED TO TAKE A LITERAL BREAK! You had me up out of my physical seat, I was AIRBORNE, I flew. I saw things. I needed to take multiple moments to collect myself. Like. "I'D KNOW." i malfunctioned homie’ skfgfhhgfgffg (and also the choking on banana bread (sorry) (not really))

🤡 What’s the dumbest thing you’ve written?

ha, well this very serious very angsty smut fic seems to be like 80% rio rifling thorough his kitchen cupboards & fridge, and the sex scenes have taken some dramaticallY comedic turns (re feet, dolphins & gills etc) recently so i think this could definitely be a contender fgfgfhf

🔪 Fuck marry kill 3 tropes: fake dating, enemies to lovers, mutual pining (😈😈)

ooh, ok!!! i reckons:

kill: mutual pining: im not thaaaaat fussed abt it as a trope in isolation, and it can veer into cheesy a bit too easily?

fuck: enemies to lovers: it’s the sexiest!

marry: fake dating: heightened circumstances!!! my love!!!!! <3

ficcy-moji asks!

#Bro idk wtf is going on with this formatting but 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️#I feel like ul*sses must've had a profound & slow releasing (& no doubt bad 😂) effect on me #Do we neeeeeeed 17 scenes of rio rifling through his kitchen cabinets & fridge 👀😂🤯#Hmmmmmmmmmm well maybe.... If I can get this thing to work afggff 🛠️#Dumbness feels a very arbitrary scale! Anything from either Beth or rio's pov?? 💡#Writing #Fanfiction #Tropes #I don't think this tropes fmk question was hard 💁🏼🦾💅#Feedback #🥃🥃🥃

7 notes · View notes

vethyourhalflingmother · 6 years

Note

Percy, molly, and caduceus

Slow Burn: Molly

Fake Date: Caduceus

Enemies to Lovers: Percy (…providing he doesn’t blow me away while we’re enemies.)

#duces make me dead people tea to trick everyone into thinking we’re together pls #fanfiction trope fmk ask meme #anon #anonymous #asks #answers #cr1 #cr2 #percy de rolo #percival fredrickstein von musel klossowski de rolo iii #molly #mollymauk #caduceus clay

30 notes · View notes

couldyouspeakmyname · 3 years

Text

Send us asks about:

fuck, marry, kill

ask my top 3 of anything

send me celebrities for hot or not

would I ship _______ with _______ ?

headcanons

who you ship me with

tell me stories about you or your day

ask me for advice

ask me questions about things you want to know

literally whatever you want

FMK

Ten, Sebun, Cosmo

Dolph, Sabu, Ibuki

Gouhin, Oguma, Ibuki

Gon, Yafya, Gosha

Els, Juno, Peach

Questions

1) If you could change the main character from Legoshi to someone else, who would you pick?

2) What’s your favorite fanfiction trope?

3) What was your favorite arc of Beastars? Least favorite?

4) Who is your favorite beastars character and why?

5) What is an unusual ship that you have?

6) Do you have ocs or self inserts? Tell us about them!

7) Who is an underrated character you wish had more development?

#sleepover saturday

12 notes · View notes

nikmikaelsonswife · 3 years

Note

3 questions for you!!!

fmk(iss), crossover edition with klaus, lucifer and tony stark 👀

top 3 fanfiction tropes?

and when did you first start writing fanfiction?💗

GODDD if you would’ve made me kill one of them i would’ve cried LMAOO

fuck tony stark (idk what it is but im a whore for this man) marry klaus and kiss lucifer

slowburn, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage

i first started writing fan fiction when i created this blog in may 2020. never understood the interest in it until i started watching TVD and met klaus mikaelson haha

bowl cut dyed bubblegum pink elijah or bald elijah for the rest of your lives together? mikaelsons ranked from your least to most favorite? what’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

#jayde’s cocktail party #jaydes responses #elijahs-wife

6 notes · View notes

heloisedaphnebrightmore · 3 years

Text

Interaction time by Heloise Daphne Brightmore

Let’s talk about writings, what you like, what you don’t like, how you react, what you would like to see more of. Bombard my inbox with anything you can think of. [Always open!]

Heloise’s map | Masterlists

Interaction times

Discussion Session

Whatever you would like to say, go ahead.

Your love-story

Send me an ask with your favourite character and tell me how you think you would get together if you were part of their Universe.

Let’s talk; Characters

Which character do you prefer to read for?

Heloise’s survey

Please fill out the survey so I can improve on what my readers would like to see more of.

PSA - Ben Barnes simping session

Feel free to come into my inbox whenever you are in need to express your love for Ben Barnes.

Volunteers for Loki and Tom Hiddleston rambles

Feel free to come into my inbox whenever you are in need to express your love for Loki Laufeyson or Tom Hiddleston.

Your love-story v.2

Send me an ask with your favourite character and tell me how you think you would get together if you were part of their Universe.

Questionnaire for writers!

A questionnaire to understand what published authors and unpublished writers expect from publishing companies.

Questionnaire for readers!

A questionnaire to understand what readers of published books expect from publishing companies.

Interaction games

Send me your favourites and I’ll rate them

Yikes, I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I See The Appeal But I’m Different™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty || Gorgeous || I— I Love? We Don’t Deserve Him.

Fanfiction asks

Send me any of the questions and I will answer.

Get to know your author

Send me any of the questions and I will answer.

Which mutual am I?

Send me any of the options.

What’s my reputation?

What do you think when you see my URL?

What are 3 things you associate with me?

Send me 3 things that you think of when you see my URL come up.

Send me 5 characters and...

I’ll tell you who I would- get drunk with | make out with | date | marry | punch.

Can’t Sleep Writing Asks

Send me any of the questions and I will answer.

Be nosey asks

Send me any of the questions and I will answer.

Put a fanfic trope in my inbox and...

I will tell you- how likely I am to write it | what character(s) or pairing I’d most likely write it for.

Tell me on anon what you’d never tell me off anon

Whatever you would like to say, go ahead.

Ask me about a film

Which fictional character do I remind you of?

Any fandoms, tell me who you think of when you see me/hear about me.

Husband | One night stand | Best friend

Send me a fictional character or a famous person and instead of fuck marry kill, I will categorise them with the above.

Rate me!

Send me any of the options given and let me know what you think of me.

‘What type of writer are you?’ Ask Game

Send me any of the questions and I will answer.

Honesty hour

Send me any of the questions and I will answer.

Send me a 🌹for a piece of my wip

Send me a rose and I will share a random sentence of a wip I’m working on.

Which one I’d rather date

Send me 2 fictional characters and I’ll tell you which one I’d rather date.

Handwriting asks

Send me a number and I’ll handwrite the answer for you.

What’s my vibe

Anonymously tell me what vibes I give off.

Why I wouldn’t date a character

Send me an ask with the name of a character and I’ll tell you why I would NOT date them.

FMK Alternatives by craigzylegs

#interaction #interaction time #let's talk #let's talk; characters

1 note · View note

corrupt-fvcker · 4 years

Note

For the fanfiction FMK tropes! Paz, Ezra, and Rex?

fake dating: paz would for sure be an amazing fake boyfriend and then pretend in his head that it’s all real lmao.

enemies to lovers: haha ezra would be all petty n shit and then get mad at himself and then u for falling for u.

slow burn: my bb rex because u need to be gentle with him 😌💞

2 notes · View notes

doedreamss · 4 years

Note

Fanfiction Trope FMK: Adam Hangman Page, Joey Janela and Jon Moxley. ;P

hahaha, I got this same three batch of men from our darling von last night, and try as I might, I can’t swap the answers around (although I still don’t think moxley and I would go from enemies to lovers, or even start off as enemies to begin with, but also, I don’t think I’d be enemies with hangman or joey so he just kind of gets… put there lmao poor mox). but!!! I was so inspired by the stuff you wrote for your answer, I decided to write a one-shot for one of mine!! and it has my two favorite things: hangman adam page and horses.

That’s Our Deal

Ship: Hangman Adam Page x Glitter Sidesplitter (FOC)

Rating: General (there may be some foul language but there’s nothing super troubling I don’t think?)

Length: 2,886 words

“Howlong have you two been friends now?”

“Idon’t know. Year and a half? Twoyears?”

“Andyou haven’t made a move on him once?”

“No! Remember? I made the mistake of being a little extra flirty one time whenwe went out to ride Honey and Bandit and I swear he all but ignored me. Ithink that was the only time Adam has ever been remotely rude to me and it wasmortifying. So, no. I will not risk us losing our friendshipbecause I can’t keep it in my pants. I’m perfectly capable of just beinghis friend.”

“Uh-huh,”her tag team partner, Neon (ring name, of course – Nihilistic Neon), peeredover her phone at her with an expression that said she wasn’t buying it. Beneath that look, Glitter (also a ring name – Glitter Sidesplitter) squirmed.

“Neon,he doesn’t even like me like that. That’s why he didn’t respond when Itried to cross the line and see if he’d take the bait. We’refriends. We’re good friends. Hell, I’d say we’re best friends,even. I can call him or text him any time of night just to talk and he’s there. It never feels awkward or forced when we’re together. We spend almostevery afternoon together out at the ranch. I don’t think I could handlelosing him if I finally fessed up and told him how I felt. He’s becomesuch an important part of my life.”

Neonhad set her phone down and was watching her. She shook her head slowlyback and forth and sighed.

“You’vegot it bad, girlfriend.”

Glittergroaned, pressing her hands against her face and sinking down deep into thecouch.

“WhenI came and asked you for advice on how to bury my feelings you weren’t supposedto expose them and make me realize I’m fucking in love with him. It’snever going to happen, Neon. I’m not the kind of girl Adam’s lookingfor. We’re friends. Sometimes life isn’t fair. Sometimes youdon’t get the storybook ending. The prince doesn’t get to theprincess. That whole thing.”

“Wow…”Neon’s shapely, sharp black brow lifted, and her green eyes steadied onGlitter, slouched in anguish. “You do remember I’m supposed to be thedoom and gloom one in our little dynamic, right?”

“Shutup.” Glitter muttered and smiled, shaking her head.

“Glitz,”Neon sighed, setting her phone down and leaning forward on the couch acrossfrom the one Glitter was sitting on. “Do you remember a couple monthsback when you had your singles match on Dark?”

“Yeah?” Glitter frowned.

“Well,I was in the back, watching the match on the monitors, right?”

“Yeah…” Glitter didn’t understand where Neon was going with this. They alwayssupported one another if ever they were in a match the other wasn’t wrestlingin.

“Adamwas there too. Watching you. Remember? He was right therewhen you came backstage, celebrating you and telling you about all the waysyou’ve improved since you started with the company, how you were selling it tothe crowd…”

“Neon…that doesn’t mean anything. He was just being a good friend. Iasked him to help me train a bit after we first became friends, remember? He was just… congratulating me for all that hard work paying off.”

“Aye,”a frustrated breath disturbed them both, and Neon and Glitter glanced to seetheir friend, Mariana had entered the room at some point during theconversation. She waved the water bottle she was holding at Glitter andlooked at Neon. “¡Ellanunca va a escuchar!”

“Hey!–” Glitter started, having enough grasp on Spanish to know Mariana had saidsomething about her not listening. Before she could stick up for herself,Mariana shushed her.

“Youcan tell her about how Adam gets distracted every time she enters a room. You can tell her about how Adam starts smiling that dumb smile we all make funof when she’s talking. You can tell herabout how it’s so fucking clear to the rest of us that they’re madly in lovewith each other, but clearly she knows everything and therefore is not going tolisten.”

Marianaflopped herself down on the couch beside Neon and lifted her boots, plantingthe heels on the little table in front of them. She gave Glitter a pointed look.

“Okay,”Glitter shook her head, “if any of that were the least bit true, I’d havenoticed by now.”

Flickersand flashes of memories came speeding at her, like the way Adam grinned themoment they crossed paths with a smile that lit up his face and made herstomach do somersaults. But he smiled ateveryone, didn’t he? He was a genuine,kindhearted soul. She remembered the fewtimes they stood near one another in a room, Adam sometimes gently touched her,let his fingers brush her arm or her hand or even, once, her thigh. But it could just be natural reflex, sheargued. If he was trying to touch herintimately, she’d know. Everyone wasjust reading too much into something and Glitter wasn’t interested in ruiningthe friendship she and Adam had. Let therumors keep flying. She’d learn to buryher feelings her own damn self. Somehelp her friends were!

Herphone buzzed in her pocket and, giving it a quick read, she leaped for thechance to escape this lunacy like she was drowning and had been thrown a lifepreserver.

“Well,this has not been insightful at all. Youguys are all fucking crazy.” She flashedher characteristic ‘mad grin’ she was known for in-character. “It’s time for me to go take care of Honey.”

“Havefun with Adam!” Neon called teasingly ather back just as the door swung closed.

* * ** * *

Glitterglanced askance at Adam, who sat astride his bay frame overo gelding, Bandit, notfor the first time that afternoon since they’d met up at the stables. He was in his head, which left her plenty oftime to study his profile, handsome as a devil, and wonder if what Neon andMariana had said was true. Did Adamreally light up when she entered a room? Was it because they were such good friends – she’d dare to say bestfriends – or was it because he felt something romantic for her too? The only person who had the answers was Adam,but the only way to know them was to ask. If she asked flat-out if he had feelings for her and he said no, thefabric of their friendship would change.

Sure,they were both grown adults and could laugh off the misunderstanding… but she’dalways be left aching, and he’d always know she cared for him in a way he didnot care for her.

As ifhe felt her eyes on him, Adam turned and frowned when he caught her watchinghim. He always had those soft, almostsad, worried eyes, but when his brows dipped a little more the emotion seemedto increase by about a tenfold. Sometimes it made her want to say nothing, just wrap him in her arms andpull him in close and hold him until he was smiling again. Right now, however, she felt like she’d beencaught red-handed and blushed, glancing away quick.

“Everythingalright, Glitz?”

Glitteradjusted her seat in the saddle, the leather creaking gently with Honey’s gentlypaced walk.

“Yeah,I’m alright. You?” She forced herself to look at him and triedfor a casual, inquisitive look.

“Yeah…I’m alright.” He was still frowning ather skeptically. He hadn’t bought it.

Adamreadjusted his seat and cheated his torso toward her. His palm rested on the saddle horn and hisother hands loosely held Bandit’s reins. Today was just a pleasure ride, letting the horses stretch their legs alittle bit without working them hard in the arena, so they were currently beinggiven their head. Neither Adam norGlitter needed to pay much mind. Honeyand Bandit had been ridden miles throughout the farmland and forest surroundingthe ranch she and Adam boarded them at and were therefore familiar with theterrain. They were more than happy tobehave, walking side-by-side through the orchard and flicking their ears tolisten to the human’s conversation as Adam and Glitter talked.

“Areyou sure you’re alright? You’ve beenacting kind of funny ever since you got here. Glitz,” he paused, tipping his cowboy hat back a little so the afternoonlight hit his face and those blue eyes showed an ache that immediately made herheart seize. “Hey,” his country drawlwas soft, “you know you can tell me everything, right?”

“Ofcourse, Adam. You know I’d never hideanything from you.” Guilt twisted herbelly and made her feel sick. She’d toldhim so many of her deepest, darkest secrets over their hours and hours of conversation,never once hiding a single detail.

“Wellalright,” he said with a fair amount of skepticism drenched across his tone. “Just remember you can tell me anything. That’s our deal, ain’t it?”

“Yeah,”Glitter said, and forced the smile on her face. “That’s our deal.”

Glitterfaced forward in the saddle and gathered Honey’s reins.

“Raceya to the creek?” She asked, giving hima glance and then, before he could say yes or no, she squeezed with her knees,adding gentle pressure to Honey’s sides and cracked the reins against her thick,muscled neck. “Yah!” She shouted and Honey responded to her energy,gathering her legs under her and lurching forward.

“Hey!” Adam yelled at her back. Glitters laugh was stolen on the wind, herhat nearly flying off her head if not for the string that held it around herneck. Her black hair tumbled and tuggedback, and she leaned forward, squinting against the air blown past herface.

Honey’sstride ate up the ground in a blur, but the pounding of hooves close behinddidn’t take long. Stretching out herneck, Honey threw more of her energy into the run, picking up her hooves and lurchingas far as her stride would take her. Glitter hollered and cheered her on, feeling the mare’s energy like astorm. Honey was a young mare andsmaller than Adam’s paint horse gelding, Bandit.

Thehuffs and puffs of Bandit’s breathing soon became louder than the poundinghooves, and Adam pulled him up alongside her, their horses’ nose-to-nose asthey ran. Glitter and Adam looked at oneanother and he smiled that wild, happy smile he sometimes got when they didthings like this, free and away from the pressures becoming a weekly televisedwrestler gave them. Just the pair ofthem, horse nerds at heart, out riding in the wide-open countryside.

Thetilled farmlands fell away to hills that dipped into valleys just before theline of ponderosa pine trees and firs. The horses began to pull up their gait, careful of the uneven andunpredictable terrain. Glitter knew thecreek was coming up as soon as they crossed a few lengths of forest and leanedforward, encouraging Honey with a hopeful shout. Adam held the reins in one hand and snappedthem on Bandit’s neck, hollering, one hand holding his hat firm on his blondcurls that whipped back in the wind.

Comeon! Come on! Come on! Glitter encouraged Honey, her little can-do ranch mare.

She’dfallen in love with her the second she saw an advertisement for her, the prettylittle palomino quarter horse with one sock on her back-left leg. She’d asked Adam to go with her when shelooked at her, because she hadn’t ever owned her own horse, always just tooklessons on horses that weren’t hers. Adam had been so excited and so thrilled she’d asked him to be therewhen she looked Honey over. He’d beenserious and ready to grill the owner on every question and really check herover to make sure she was perfectly sound and didn’t seem prone to anyweaknesses that’d be a problem later.

Butthen he’d saw the way Glitter looked at her when he saw her and he’d smiled,elbowed her and said, “Why don’t you go say hi to her?”

Nowtheir horses were racing neck and neck…

Honeypulled her nose ahead right at the end, surging forward as if she’d seized anew burst of energy as the winding, babbling waters of the creek came into herline of sight. Glitter laughed andleaned back in the saddle, pulling gently on the reins and guiding Honey toslow her gait to a walk. She turned inher saddle to stick her tongue out at Adam once he’d pulled Bandit up.

“Loser!”

Adamgrinned and shook his head, whistling low under his breath as he arched a browat Honey.

“Yougot yourself one hell of a mare there, Glitz.”

“Iknow!” Glitter said and turned backaround, patting Honey’s warm, damp neck lovingly. “If I wasn’t so busy in wrestling, I’dseriously consider putting her in working cow horse competitions.”

“She’dwin every blue ribbon there is to win, and every trophy too.”

Theypulled the horses up at the creek and dropped their reins before sliding out ofthe saddle, letting them drink and rest after their unplanned burst ofenergetic fun. As Honey drank, Glitter gentlyran her fingers through her mane and patted her neck while murmuring littleterms of endearment. She didn’t noticeAdam watching her from over Bandit’s back, an adoring smile hung loose over hismouth.

Adamwas already leaning against a tree that grew close to the creek’s edge, thick,muscular arms crossed over that equally built chest. He’d readjusted his hat and fixed his curlsfrom where the wind had whipped them a little wild. The brim was pushed back, and Glitter couldsee his handsome face beneath the dappled shade and sun. Butterflies fluttered in a frenzy in herstomach and she breathed a low breath, desperate to steady herself and keepfrom revealing anything.

“Hey,what did you want for your prize?”

“My prize?” Glitter questioned, stepping away from Honeyand walking up the bank to where he was lounging upright against the treetrunk.

“Yeah,for you and Honey winning the race. Youcan ask me for anything, and I have to give it to you.”

Wasshe imagining things or had Adam’s eyes dropped to her lips for a second therewhen he asked her that? Why was herheart suddenly racing a thousand beats per second? Why did it feel like she was walking on atilt-a-whirl instead of the steady ground?

“Oh…I…” She blinked. Shit, she was staring at his lips. Her tongue swept the break between hers andshe forced her eyes up to his. He waswatching her intently and it made her stomach feel like it was doing those highsoaring moonsaults off the ring post that he did. “I didn’t think there was going to be aprize. I was just happy holding it overyour head that I was the winner.” She saidweakly, trying for a casual, nonplussed shrug that probably didn’t come off ascollected and cool as she hoped it would.

“That’stoo bad,” Adam said, and he looked at her, that strange, piercing look he’d wornfor a moment gone and, in its place, something hopeful and nervous. His eyes dropped. Glitter’s gaze followed and noticed he waswringing his hands. He sniffed hard andforced his eyes back up while hers lifted with them. “I was hoping you might ask me for a kiss.”

Hadshe heard him correctly?

Whileshe stood in front of him, stunned to absolute silence, Adam drew on some sortof courage she was impressed (and a little turned-on) to see he had inhim. He moved toward her and reachedout, hands gently grasping her arms and pulling her close until they stood toe-to-toe. She tilted her head up at him, hair tumblingdown her back and hat fallen too. One ofhis hands slipped and wrapped around her back, encouraging her to press againsthim. The other gently caught her chinbetween his fingers, turned her head a little and bent to catch his lipsperfectly, softly, sweetly against her own.

Ittook her all but one second to catch up to the reality that was Adam leaningover her, kissing her deeply. Shepressed back desperately into him, years of ache and waiting trapped insideher. It unleashed like a storm, and hertongue slipped into his mouth, and her fingers flew to his plaid button-upshirt and curled tight into the fabric before yanking him close. He groaned against her tongue as the lengthof her body was pushed against his.

Theybroke apart only when their lungs were starved and stood, inches apart, warmbreaths shared.

“Iwish you would have done that like a year and a half ago,” she whispered onceshe finally felt like she could catch her breath.

Theymoved just back enough that their eyes could meet. He smiled.

“Metoo, Glitz.” He leaned forward and theirforeheads gently pressed together. “Metoo.”

#snarkandsarcasmwrites #hangman page #hangman adam page #adam page #aew #wrestling fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #wrestling fanfiction #ashjkjssfkldfsklsdf im so soft for hangman + horses #this is SUCH a horse girl's fic lmao #god i love it #and since i LIVE in an angst slowburn relationship i know how that shit FEELS #of course i know it deeper than these guys #ANYWAYS #oh another fun face glitter sidesplitter was an old mcr killjoy rp oc of mine lmao

18 notes · View notes

ddejavvu · 2 years

Text

ddejavvu's 4K celebration: part 1 - the marauders

happy 4K pumpkins!! i'm so so so grateful for all of you, and i wanted to do a celebration for us to enjoy!! from 5/31-6/1 (tuesday-wednesday), feel free to send in any of the asks below!! i'm very happy to be celebrating with you, and i hope you have fun!!

an empty shell - request a blurb from me! anything goes, aus, kinks, tropes, dark themes, fluff, angst, all of it!

the madness within - send me a kink and i'll rank how into it the marauders era characters would be!

young and whole - send me the title of a fic and i'll tell you what marauders character i'd write it for, and what the plot would be! (plus some might end up as fics i actually write :) )

a nasty piece of work - send me a song and i'll tell you what scenario i'd associate it with around the marauders era characters!

things worth dying for - send me four fanfiction tropes and i'll tell you who i'd want to experience each one with (inspired by that fmk but with fic tropes thing that was going around!)

a proper family - use a random dialogue generator and a random au generator and pick a character, i'll write you something for it!

#mei's 4k celebration!!#james potter #remus lupin #james potter x reader #sirius black #remus lupin x reader #sirius black x reader #regulus black #regulus black x reader #marauders #marauders era #the marauders #the marauders era #poly!marauders #poly!marauders x reader

75 notes · View notes

snarkandsarcasmftw · 4 years

Note

Hi I'm new to your tumblr I've read all your fake dating/slow burn/ enemies to lovers thing and was wondering if I can shoot 3 names out there Chad Gable Drew Gulak Pete Dunne

First of all, thank you so so so much for reading them. I hope you enjoyed them, they were fun for me to do. Second, omg, yes please? Bring it on. I’ve answered them below. I really hope you like what I came up with.

Tagging: @rampagewriting @heelsamizayn @andie01 @missjenniferb @kittysilver86 @vonschweetz @xwicker-manx @calwitch @writtingrose @wwe-fanfiction-queen @rollinsreginssupreme

more fanfiction trope fmk | faq | add yourself to my tag list - if it won’t let you, dm me and I’ll be happy to add you.

Fake Dating:

Chad Gable;

Baron caught Chad Gable staring at her again like she was on fire and he had the hose and Baron doubled over in laughter. “You’ve gotta be shitting me. Her? You really think you have any sort of a shot with her? She’s way out of your league. Besides, I already asked her on a date. She said she’d think about it. Bet that burns you right up, huh? Gonna go pout now, Shorty? Go on.”

“Fuck off, Corbin. I’m not in the mood today.” Chad glared up at Baron. At hearing that Baron had naturally asked Ana on a date, his stomach sank a little. There went that. Women had a hard time resisting Baron, he’d seen that for a fact. Baron also didn’t let anyone in back forget it, either. Chad’s gaze settled on Ana for a second or two and he turned his attention back to Baron, repeating himself. “Go on, Corbin. I said fuck off. Do I have to suplex you? Because we both know I can.”

“What’d you say to me, short stuff?” Baron squared up, flexing and ready for a fight. Chad rolled his eyes and stepped up, body to body with Baron, putting his chest into shoving at Baron, smirking a little when Baron growled. “I said, fuck off.”

“Now why the hell would I wanna do that? This is fun for me.”

“Because if you don’t, I’m gonna…” a throat cleared from behind them and Baron’s smirk grew. “You’re gonna what?” Baron asked calmly, this look on his face as if he’d done nothing to start anything. “Ana, hey.. You come over to tell me you’re gonna let me take ya on that date, darlin?”

Ana’s laugh had Chad resisting the urge to laugh himself and also had him raising a brow. Ana stepped in between the two men, looking from Baron to Chad as she bit her lip. “Baron?”

“Yeah, princess?”

“What was the name of the place you wanted to take me?” Ana asked, her eyes settling intently on Chad’s mouth. She was just so fucking sick of Baron messing with the guy. Chad didn’t deserve it. Chad was more of a man in his pinkie finger than Baron was in his entire body. It wasn’t Baron Ana wanted, it was honestly Chad. So Ana was about to do something to fix the whole situation and to show Baron once and for all that not every woman liked overgrown fuckboys with the mannerisims and the mentality of a 12 year old.

“Some barbecue place near the hotel. Why? Does this mean you’re finally gonna give in and admit you want me? I fuckin knew it.” Baron was gloating already, smirking, his chest puffed out. Ana gave a short laugh and shook her head no. “Not quite.”

She turned to Chad and pressed her hand palm down against the front of his singlet, letting her fingertips brush against the straps, giving a playful tug to pull herself against him closer. Chad sucked in a sharp breath and eyed her with a curious glance.

What was she up to?

“You can take me though. You can take me anywhere, Chad. You can do anything.” Ana’s teeth grazed her bottom lip and the way her voice dropped real low as she told him he could do anything had Chad giving a smirk and slipping his arms around her as he stared down at her. “Anything, huh?”

“Mhm. See, what Baron’s failed to learn is that some women prefer men to boys. I think it’s high time he learned that lesson… So.. How about it, Chad? Gonna show me what being with a real man is like?” Ana bit her lip, voice taking on a flirty and giggly tone as she walked her fingers up and down his chest, staring up at him. Chad swallowed hard and sucked in a breath when he felt her rubbing right against him. His fingertips dug into her lower back as he cleared his throat.

“I’d love that, actually.” he answered, flashing Baron a smirk as he answered, watching Baron’s eyes cloud with anger. Ana grabbed hold of Chad’s jaw, guiding his gaze down to her as she gave a soft giggle. “You can pick me up at 6. I’ll be the one in the little red dress.”

“Red, huh?” Chad breathed against her lips as Ana rose to tiptoe slightly and brushed them against his while muttering, “Mhm.. I mean you are the one who said you liked my new red lipgloss..”

Chad’s fingertips dug into her lower back more firmly and his tongue slipped past her lips as he chuckled, “ You’re something else, you know that?”

Slow Burn:

Pete Dunne;

“ Y’ can always call me. Y’ know that, right?”

When Pete said it at the time, Alexandra honestly hadn’t ever thought she’d be considering it. But he was her best friend, they’d been best friends since he was 7 and she was 5, so she knew he meant it. She’d assured him she’d be fine and that she knew what she was doing and now, standing in the airport in Florida, where he’d relocated to, she just wasn’t sure how true that was anymore.

The only thing she was beyond sure of was that she missed him. Nothing felt the same without him. Despite having everything go her way for once and having pretty much everything she thought she wanted, she still felt this void. After thinking about it, she decided that she was sick of feeling that way and she realized that the only times she didn’t feel that way were the times she was with Pete.

The realization prompted her to break off her engagement, move out of her ex fiance’s loft and buy a ticket to Florida. She didn’t know if what she was doing was a huge mistake and while she knew Pete meant it when he said it originally, she didn’t know that calling him now would be a good idea.

What if he’d met someone?

The thought had her conflicted. As everyone on her flight rushed to meet the loved ones they had waiting on them at the airport, Alexandra powered on her phone and bit her lip as she realized that Pete had gotten the text she sent explaining that she wanted to visit and telling him she was actually en route.

Pete Dunne stood in the lobby of the airport. He glanced at the time, blue eyes darting to the gate she’d be coming out of when her plane finished unloading. Just as he started to tap his foot impatiently, he spotted her.

Trent and Tyler shared a look as he started to shove through the thickening crowd and headed towards one of the gates. They followed, Trent musing to himself, “I wonder if he’ll finally tell her how he really feels.”

“I wonder if she’ll finally open her eyes. Because she feels the same way too. Remember last time we went back? When he took us to meet her? The tension was so fuckin thick I couldn’t bloody breathe.” Tyler answered as the two caught up to Pete just in time to witness it all unfolding.

Pete spotted Alexandra right as she spotted him. He walked towards her quickly and she ran towards him, meeting him halfway, climbing into his arms, taking his face into her hands as she crashed her mouth against his and kissed him until he felt his lips starting to swell and bruise. Pete’s fingers dug into her ass and he growled quietly into the kiss while deepening it.

“I broke it off with Jasper.”

“Thank fuck. Was startin t’ think I was going to have t’ kidnap y’ before the wedding.” Pete let her slide down his body and stand on her own feet but he pulled her close, staring down at her. “Yer okay though… Right?”

“Better than okay, actually. I feel happier and free now. More free than I’ve felt in a long time. I had to come here because I missed you and it was driving me insane.” Alexandra admitted it shyly as her gaze settled on the stone tiled floor. Pete tilted her chin up, staring down at her intently. “Did y’ come here for me?”

“I did.”

The smile came before he could stop it and he leaned in, crashing his mouth against hers all over again, slower and deeper. She clung to him and whimpered quietly at the sheer need in the kiss as she asked, “Did you want me to come here for you?”

“ Just want you actually.” Pete admitted quietly, the kiss breaking as the two pulled apart, working to catch their breaths and straighten their disheveled appearances while laughing and staring at each other.

Enemies To Lovers:

Drew Gulak;

“If that dress got any shorter, you’d be violating several dress codes in the handbook.” Drew’s gaze roamed over her body and Carmen fumed, looking up at him. Naturally, rather than spare her a compliment, he had to point out something she was doing wrong.

It felt like no matter what she did, Drew Gulak was going to find fault with it. The man was overbearing. The fact that he was also her biggest temptation went without saying. She preferred not to think about it, if she had to be perfectly honest.

“Oh? And what if I told you the higher ups like these dresses? I mean they must because this is what I’m told to put on every single time I have to do a segment or walk you to the ring, asshole.” Carmen stood straighter, her gaze still only meeting the center of Drew’s chest. She jabbed her finger into it, biting her lip when she felt the muscles beneath his bare skin ripple at the touch. Tilting her gaze slightly, she met his gaze and smirked. “ Tony also likes these dresses.”

“Tony’s easily amused and easily bored, as well.” Drew fumed at the remark. Every single time he was around Carmen, he felt his grip on his self control slip just a little more. Lately, being around her for any length of time was a challenge to his fading self control of epic proportions.

Especially when she made her little comments. Or when she openly flirted with their co workers. Or wore the revealing outfits and the little heels she seemed to enjoy wearing to flaunt her body to pretty much any man with eyes.

It was driving him fucking insane.

She raised her hand and Drew caught it with his hand around her wrist. He stepped closer and stared down at her intently. Carmen stepped closer, glaring up at him. “You’re an overbearing, uptight…” her words were cut off at Drew loosening his grip on her hand, letting his own hand boldly venture down to her ass, squeezing it hard through the fabric of her dress as he crushed her against him and buried his mouth in her mouth deep and mumbled simply, “Brat.”

Carmen started off with every intention of shoving him away, but she wound up gripping his tie and raising herself to tiptoe, one of her legs raising to his hip and his hand moving down to grip her thigh. She gasped into the deepening kiss when not only did he bite her lower lip, but she rubbed right against him and felt the way he was straining at his trousers already. “You do this on purpose. Now you know what you do to me.” Drew stated as his fingers slid through her hair and snagged in the ends, hand resting across the back of her neck as Carmen felt her lips swelling under the impact of the kiss he gave. “What I’m struggling to figure out is why. I know you’re not interested in Tony or any of the others.” the kiss broke and he stared her down, firm gaze as he waited on her answer.

Carmen’s mouth opened and closed as she tried to come up with something, with anything other than the honest to God truth.

“I.. Oh fuck you.” Carmen grabbed hold of his tie, pulling his mouth back down to her own as she gave back a kiss with twice as much force and passion as the one he’d pulled her into. When she rubbed against him, Drew groaned, his lips parting, her tongue slipping between them, massaging his tongue.

#fanfiction trope fmk drabbles #fanfiction trope fmk #chad gable #pete dunne #drew gulak #chad gable one shot #pete dunne one shot #drew gulak one shot #chad gable fanfiction #pete dunne fanfiction #drew gulak fanfiction #chad gable fanfic #pete dunne fanfic #drew gulak fanfic #irish-newzealand-idian-dutch

18 notes · View notes