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I’ve always wanted to write my own wrestler/reader fics here but I don’t know how? Do you have any advice?

hey, same! ive always had some great ideas for fics that people just where not writing, that and most of them where like reading a bad romance novel if you get me ... im talking after care 🤣🤣

but seriously dont be so hard on yourself, open up a doc and just start typing, i found the words just came and before i knew it i had a story. take regular breaks too. i dont write in one chunk i come back to it over a couple of days and re read it before i start it back up. 

if you write something and want me to read it for you before you post id be glad to. im sure youll be amazing at it x 

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Family Gatherings

Meet the parents.

Pairing: Kenny x reader

Warnings: small mention of something cheeky ... maybe more in part 2

Summary: you finally make the trip to meet Kenny’s family.

so i finally found the time to sit and write a little and this ended up being a lil longer than expected bit ive enjoyed writing this one, probably be a part two (possibly 3) so let me know what you think x 

hope you like it 

You were nervous, you had been since the day Kenny booked your airline ticket to Winnipeg so you could finally meet his family. You had heard all the stories about them, and they sounded lovely, but you were still, naturally nervous. Constant thoughts had flown through your head since the day you packed, what if they didn’t like you? Didn’t approve of you? you took another sip of your drink hoping the soothing flavour would relax you.

An hour later the pilot informed the plane full of weary passengers that the flight would be making its late arrival at the airport shortly, you began to gather your things up and pack them back into your designer backpack Kenny had bought you as a gift but couldn’t help thinking you’d made a mistake by bringing it, what if they thought you were showing off? Too gaudy? “breathe” you told yourself “it’ll be fine, they’ll love you” you said trying to boost your self-confidence.

“sorry mam, but would you mind stowing your bag? Were going to land soon that’s all” asked the kind stewardess who had given you that extra miniature off the drinks trolly earlier, probably due to the anxiety she saw on your face after striking up a conversation about why you’d be visiting Winnipeg in November.

“sure, sorry” you smiled back.

 Finally, After the stress of the queue at passport control, your bag coming off the plane last and trying to find your way out of the baggage hall altogether you were here. You grabbed your phone out of your bag to see a text from Kenny already, “waiting in the arrivals hall, ring me when your out” it read. You dialled his number and he picked up immediately, so quick he must have been waiting for you thought. “finally, you here yet?” he laughed.

“yeah, just got through, been a nightmare” you replied, “where you at?” you asked him.

“just at the coffee shop with my dad, well wait here for you. You’ll see it if you walk to the end”.

“okay babes see you in a sec” you replied before hanging up, instantly feeling nervous. His dad. You were going to meet his dad for the first time in an airport after hours of travel. Fantastic.

You saw Kenny straight away, those two-tone curls where recognisable anywhere. He looked relaxed and rested whilst he sat chatting to his dad unbeknown to you about how nervous he was for you to see his home and family. “what if she thinks I’m a huge loser once she’s seen I’m just a weird kid from Canada?” he asked his dad. His anxiety spiking in anticipation.

“she won’t, she sounds a great girl and clearly likes you so stop worrying.” His dad replied smiling at his son.

So deep in conversation they hadn’t seen you approach, “hey ken” you said, smiling from ear to ear at finally being reunited.

“babe, you look amazing, I missed you so much” said Kenny, words spilling out with a huge smile in his face as he looked you up and down, clearly appreciating the effort you had made. “this is my dad, (y/n)” he said stepping to the side to introduce the older gentleman who looked very much like his son.

“hi, I’m (y/n), I’m so happy to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you Kenny always talks about you” you replied any nerves melting away at how normal and nice he seemed, internally laughing at why you were so nervous in the first place.

“nice to meet you too, we’ve heard everything about you I’m so glad you managed to make it out. Big freeze on the way” he said. “let’s get home, before it’s too dark and your mother kills us for being late.” He laughed.

Kenny grabbed your bags and you both followed to the car as soon as you left the terminal you regretted your choice of coat. The leather jacket though warm was not enough to keep your heat against the cold Canadian weather “I told you to get a good coat (y/n)” said Kenny shaking his head at you.

“okay, I just thought you where exaggerating” you replied shivering.

“your so cute, its not far to walk” he said.

After realising Kenny’s definition of short walk was not the same as yours you reached the car and were incredibly grateful when his dad opened it for you so you could jump straight in. “thankyou” you told him while he cranked the heat up for you.

“no problem, its not a far drive either so well have you home and warm in a little while” he told you smiling at your lack of appreciation for the Canada winters.

 After a 40-minute drive you were at Kenny’s childhood home, it was just what you had imagined after hearing all of the stories from him about living in the suburbs as a kid. It was your classic suburban home with a lawn out front and a porch to sit on. It was actually really cute, you where excited to see inside. Kenny’s dad got out and left you two to make your way in, all of a sudden you where back to the nervous girl on the plane with the millions of questions about whether you where enough flooding your brain. All of a sudden Kenny planted his lips on yours and you snapped out of whatever you where thinking of immediately “they’re gonna love you, because I love you” he said. It was like he could read your mind and you kissed him back, you’d missed him so much in the time you’d been apart and if it wasn’t for being in his dads car outside his parents house you’d have climbed over and had him right there in the car. The moment was perfect for it … but the location was severely lacking. “we better get in the house before my mom sends my dad back out to get us” he smirked pulling away, clearly thinking the same thoughts you had been a few minutes prior.

“okay” you smiled back “lets go”.

 Once inside the house you felt relaxed all of a sudden, it felt like a home and all the stress you had had about the visit faded away. You took your coat and shoes off and followed Kenny into the kitchen where a beautiful blonde lady stood at the counter. “Tyson, and this must be (y/n). your so pretty” she said patting her son on the shoulder in an approving manor.

“thanks mom, I’m glas you two finally get to spend some time together. It’ll be nice to have the family all under one roof again.” He replied, with his mum giving you the once over.

“I’m so glad you’ve finally brought us a girl home, I thought you’d never setlle down to be honest” she said teasing her only son.

“mom” he said laughing back “I’m gonna take our stuff up, my room yeah?” he asked

“mhmm, and (y/n) across the hall” she said trying to gauge her sons reaction.

“your joking, I’m a grown man mom” said Kenny laughing trying to cover for the fact he’d been wanting to get you into bed since he’d seen you in the airport in those skin tight pants he loved so much.

“Its fine” you interjected not wanting to upset Kenny’s mum and to stop a fight over a room before you’d even settled in. “its fine, I totally respect that. We respect that don’t we ken” you said looking at him with pleading eyes to drop it.

“fine, its fine” he said turning to walk upstairs leaving His mum feeling guilty, though she would never admit it. Honestly she had no problem with the two of you sharing a room but who wants to hear the inevitable through thin walls on the first weekend of meeting your sons possible future wife.

“thankyou” she mouthed quietly to you smiling at how gracious and kind you had been at trying to avoid an awkward situation on your first meeting. You smiled back and followed Kenny upstairs to your room for the next few days. It was a gorgeous guest room, you dropped your bags off and crossed the hall to see Kenny in his childhood room. It was painted blue and like you expected there where wrestling and hockey pictures and posters all over the walls. “cute,” you said smiling at him

“its changed a little but not much” he said smiling back “my mom painted but put all my pictures back up” he laughed.

“that’s sweet, she probably wanted it to be the same for when you got back” you said.

“not that I ever got the chance much” Kenny sadly replied.

“she understood why though” you mentioned reassuringly with your arm on his back.

“you know, I never thought id get a hot girl in my room” he said laughing

“you still wont” you said getting up to go downstairs “come on lets go hang out” you laughed Kenny following reluctantly.

 you spent the rest of the evening chilling out in the kitchen, drinking wine with his mum while him and his dad watched sports on tv. “I’m glad I got to meet you” his mum said to you smiling

“me too, I’m so glad to finally meet everyone and happy for Kenny to spend some family time at home, he’s always on the road I’ve told him he needs to make more of an effort” his mum appreciating your words.

“yeah but he’s busy doing what he loves, I would never tear him away from that” she said laughing at him and his dad.

A few hours later it was time to head to bed, his mum and dad had called it a night a few hours earlier but you and Kenny had stayed up to chill and watch a little tv together. “I’m heading up babe” you said pecking him on the cheek

“okay babe me too then” he said getting up to turn everything off  before following you upstairs

You waited for him at the top of the stairs, pulling him into a hug “guess ill see you in the morning” you teased

“unless you wanna sneak over in a little bit” he teased

“Kenny … no, I don’t want to disrespect your mom” you said back shrugging.

“okay okay, can I at least get a hand job in the bathroom” he laughed  

“goodnight Kenny” you said turning to walk away.

After completing your evening routine you settled down for the night, it was hard to drift off knowing your man was just over the hall, who you had been dying to touch since before the last time you had said goodbye all those weeks ago. Eventually your eyes began to feel heavy and just as you where settling in for the night your phone began to buzz, straight away you knew who it was. – im lonely- it read, you rolled your eyes, it was gonna be along night.

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my bad

so im so sorry i still haven't updated, 

ive just started an online course so ive been making a start with that which has taken up some time however i will have some free nights back this week so keep your eyes peeled for a new fic 

apologies if you've been waiting (and no biggie if you haven't been) but ill hopefully have something new by Wednesday latest (fingers crossed).

hope all my lovely readers and followers are well, happy and staying safe. 

❤😘 blog owner xxx

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lil Update

hey guys, hope your all well. 

 id just like to say hi, and thankyou to all my new followers and also a big thanks to everyone that has reblogged or liked any of my work. its a great feeling to know something you put out in the world is actually being liked by people so thanks again for that, means alot to me and gives me the little boost to keep going with this.❤

apologies i havent updated in a while, its been crazy but i am working on a lil something so should hopefully have something new for you all in a few days. 

take care, stay safe and thanks again 💕😊✌ xxx

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the mullet, the jacket thats so bad its good ... total babe 

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this 😍🙌

This is all I needed in my life oh my god

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this is such a good story!!!

LOVE ITTTTT!!!!!

Fireworks - Part Six

Title: Fireworks Part: Six / ? Characters: Matt Jackson x OFC Summary: I was captured by that stare. Now I’m shattered, but I don’t care Word Count: 10,260 Previously: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Warnings: Explicit sexual content. (a LOT) Ongoing Warning: This fic involves cheating. Playlist: Spotify

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cruise

Pairing: Kenny x OC

Summary: this is cheesy af with all the clichés, but I could not help myself. apologies in advance for the ending. its not my fave but there maybe a part 2.🤷‍♀️ - you and Kenny have had a flirty friendship for years, neither admitting to feelings until a room mix up on the Jericho cruise forces someone’s hand

You would never publicly express it, but you had been excited for this for months. The cruise was the highlight of many pro wrestlers’ year, it was hard work and tiring but also kind of like a vacation. You had sold it yourself as a work trip, when Kenny had asked if you would be attending you gave your usual nonchalant shrug and said, “don’t know I’ll see”, you really wanted to go but the thought of being trapped on a boat with Kenny was hell to you, I mean it is bad enough having a thing for your friend but a friend that you can’t escape? Yeah.

He looked disappointed you noticed, to you he was a good friend you had met on your first tour of japan, hed showed you around and the conversation and good times had flowed. You kept in touch, talking every day, and to Kenny it was a way to feel close to you, the truth was he really liked you and he figured that friendship was better than nothing so over the years you settled into your usual routine of dinner, exploring and video games whenever you happened to be in the same place together. Neither being brave enough to make a move more than the odd kiss goodnight that you would awkwardly forget the next day.

A few days after your non-committal response to Kenny you had replied to the email booking you for an appearance on the cruise, you figured it would be fun and since the boat was so big the chances of actually having to run into him where slim. You were amazing friends, but you were afraid of your feelings getting in the way and ruining what you had spent so long building. The thought of losing him was too much to bear, that and the million questions you would have from your mum if you told her you and Kenney had fallen out. She was convinced he was the perfect man for you, something you denied to her face every time while thinking how right she was in your head.

Arriving at the docks in Miami you had already bumped into a few familiar faces who seemed surprised you actually come along, none more so than Kenny of all people who you just happened to run into while waiting to check in “so much for ill see (Y/N)” he said teasing you.

“hey you” you shot back with a smile “I figured why not, I mean who doesn’t love the Bahamas and being surrounded by fans at every turn” you said turning to look at the mass of fans outside dying for a glimpse of their favourite wrestler.

“and there was me thinking you just wanted to hang out” he laughed. “I’m glad you’re here though, really I am” he replied, you could hear the sincerity in his voice and it gave you a warm feeling that no matter how much you tried to push away, would not leave your body.

“booking under (Y/N)” you said as you stepped up to the desk.

“one moment let me just get my supervisor” said the assistant behind the desk, after completing multiple attempts to book you in. this was not your first rodeo, and you knew this never ended well. “I’m so sorry miss, we have your reservation but I’m afraid due to a mistake you haven’t been allocated a cabin” the poor girl told you, the look on her face bracing herself for your wrath.

“okay, so where am I supposed to sleep? A lounger on deck?!” you replied attempting to keep your cool.

“what’s up?” Kenny cut in before you could continue your tirade at the poor girl behind the desk.

“so, I’m booked on the cruise but they don’t have a cabin for me, I mean how does that even work” you sassed looking directly at the assistant.

“just stay with me, I have a suite so there’s room, you take the bed ill sleep in the lounge its fine” he said.

“you can’t sleep on the couch in your own room Kenny, ill just call the agent and let them know I’m cancelling, I’m not doing this” you quickly answered him

“woah, wait. You cant cancel and your here now, it’s not like we haven’t roomed before it’ll be fine” said Kenny softly grabbing your arm to stop you leaving.

“fine, if that’s okay I will. But I’m not happy about it no offence” you added.

“none taken” said Kenny as he approached the desk.

“what’s up with you?” asked matt Jackson as you were waiting for Kenny to finish sorting your situation

“well….cruise line messed up my booking, sharing with Kenney’s you started

“check in girl flirting with your boyfriend” matt interjected.

“wow, no, okay why would you even…” you trailed off. Matt wasn’t stupid, hed known you and Kenny long enough to see the way you looked at each other and knew you where both stubborn enough to not do anything about the sexual tension between you two.

“look, I see the way he looks at you and you at him, plus the way you act around each other you may as well be dating” he said “just do yourselves a favour and work your shit out” he finished before walking off to talk his family.

Kenny approached you after standing back so he could watch you and matt talking, he wasn’t dumb, he knew what matt had said to you. He said it to Kenny often enough “ you ready to go” he said smiling at you offering you your own key to his suite.

“sure I need to change after travelling all day anyways” you said trying to act cool but you knew you where coming across as a bitch.

After making your way to your room, arguing over who was taking the bed (Kenny insisted you take it) and a quick shower and change you where finally doing your favourite thing; sitting in the lounge with a large tequila and tonic. Kenny was nursing a coke zero, he didn’t drink but being around you when you did made all those feelings begin to bubble to the surface, because he knew what was coming. When you drank you got chatty, and you made him promises you (and he) knew you wouldn’t remember in the morning. “stop looking at me like that, it makes me nervous” you told him laughing

“what?! I cant look at you now” he laughed “you shouldn’t be so pretty” he finished making you blush but want to leave immediately.

“why do you do this?, tease me then go back to just pretending we can only be friends” you stated oblivious to the gang sat around the table with you. You got up to leave and Kenny could only stare open mouthed not sure how to reply.

“(Y/N) come back I didn’t mean to upset you” he pleaded, you knew he hadn’t but you couldn’t take another round of the flirting that would lead to a kiss before you both woke up the next day pretending it hadn’t happened.

“go after her you dumbass” hangman said over the rim of his glass “secretly that’s what women want when they make that dramatic exit” earning laughs from your friends around the table. Gingerly Kenny got up and made his way to your room, if things got too awkward he could always room with hangman or nakazawa.

“(Y/N)” Kenny softly said knocking on the bedroom door “open up for me, I’m sorry I upset you. I just cant do this anymore” he said sadly.

“do what, you don’t want to be my friend anymore?” you asked sadly, stepping out the room closer to him. You where not drunk by any means but the strong drink had made you a little brave and he stiffened when you gently touched his shoulder leading him to sit on the couch.

“no, (Y/N). I don’t want to be your friend anymore” he replied. “I want more, id be lying to myself and you if I wasn’t honest. Its killing me to lie, I think we can be more than friends, we are both adults and I’ve wanted more for a long time. If you don’t that’s cool, but I cant do this anymore I’m sorry” he blurted out, all his words coming out at once. Looking visibly relieved and worried all at once.

You knew he was right, you had got to know each other on a level so deep you where practically a long distance couple, suddenly that bravery lept up and out of you and before you knew it you kissed him. He was shocked at first but soon returned it, deepening it “ we really gonna do this (Y/N)” he asked breathless “we gonna make out then pretend we didn’t over breakfast”.

“no, not this time” you replied kissing him again. “I’m sorry weve danced around each other for so long, I should have had the balls to tell you how I felt” you told him staring into his eyes, he could see all the sincerity and vulnerability you had in you at that moment and he knew you could see the same in his.

“I want this to work” said Kenny, “I want you (Y/N)” he stated,

“right now, here on the couch” you smirked, he knew your humour and knew you full stop. “at least take me out to dinner first” you teased .

“you know what I mean” he replied giving you that jaw dropping smile of his “but I mean, if you’re serious. I could eat” he laughed.

“shut up omega” you laughed kissing him again, he moaned into the kiss and you knew that was a sound you wanted to hear again. Maybe the cruise messing up your room was fate you though to yourself. Before getting distracted by some wandering hands.

“I was serious about dinner though ken” you deadpanned after breaking the kiss Making him laugh. Which was slowly becoming your favourite sound … after the kissy moaning.

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total babe

Kenny Omega + AEW Road To…Kansas City

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coming soon!!!

hi guys 

so glad so many people are enjoying my stories, its such a nice feeling to see people actually like something youve written. 

hopefully monday/tuesday ill habe something new for you all.

if anyone has any good ideas send em my way, sometimes a fresh idea is the best inspiration. 

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Domestic Bliss

Pairing: Kenny omega x reader

Summary: just a lil drabble I had in my head about a few moments of domesticated bliss feat our fave below the cut 

Warnings: none

It was the standard Saturday in your house; laundry, clean the house then supermarket shop. You had fallen into the domestic bliss a lot easier than you thought you ever would, Saturday afternoons spent brunching with the girls over (several) bottles of champagne seemed a lifetime ago and not just for you, because that’s what happen when the single girls all couple up and now your boozy days out where replaced with a more subdued coffee meets where your friends would introduce you to their newest bundle of joy where you would brace yourself for the inevitable “you’ll be next (Y/N)” which you would just shrug off. Its not that you did not want kids, but you liked your life with Kenny the way it was for now. You had time for each other and to do what you wanted when you wanted, kids was the next chapter but you where still enjoying this current one, even though it came with a mountain of laundry. “Kenny how much underwear does one man need to wear in a week” you jokingly asked “I mean …. This is just, you can start to wash your own soon, this is too much” you laughed.

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“what? I like to be fresh” said Kenny deadpan.

“you really are something y’know that?” you replied.

“that’s why you love me, don’t forger we’ve got that talent meeting Monday too so could you wash my shirt please” he followed with that killer smile that would get you to do anything.

“sure” you replied heading into your walk-in closet only to see a collection of clothes you literally had no words for. “ken, WHAT is this” you shouted laughing holding up a purple shirt that looked so bad you kind of liked it.

“you don’t like it” he said looking a little sad, “its part of my new look, I think it’s cool”.

“yeah, not how id describe it” you replied laughing “try em on for me, let me see” you said as you dropped the laundry and laid on the bed getting comfy for the show you knew he would put on.

You could see him in the mirror, undressing, and you knew he knew you were watching him. Even after all the years together the sight of his amazing hard body still did it for you, something he loved to play up to.

He came out wearing the shirt, teamed with a pair of black tight pants you could not deny on him, looked good. “okay, that’s actually not bad omega” you said with a smirk on your face. He started laughing and laid down next you. You knew where he wanted to go but the responsibility of running the house now overtook sex, (something you thought you would never say). “down boy, we’ve got tonnes to do before we have to leave for work Monday. You’d taken a small job helping with the admin side of the business, so you spent a few days a week typing emails and taking notes in meetings. The guys where amazing wrestlers and knew how to book but god help them with anything office based so you stepped in to help until they found someone more permanent.

“okay, okay, ill just grab some shoes” he said getting up from the bed

“absoloutly not, I love you but god no” you replied trying not to laugh “not in public babe please”

“you’re a cruel woman (Y/N)” he looked at you trying to put on that sad face without cracking into a smile. That was what he loved about you, you could wind each other up, have a joke and he could just be himself around you. He knew what you had given up for him when you finally agreed to become official, giving up a little of your free independent spirit to be tied to a man who spent his life either on the road or back from it and too tired to want to do anything was a sacrifice in his eyes and he appreciated you for it everyday. People would say “ he worships you (Y/N)” and you would both bashfully laugh it off but deep down it was true. He loved you and you loved him … bad shirts and all.

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new fic tonight!!!

hi guys should have a short new fic online tonight all being well!!!

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re blogging because if you havent read this series you should ... its literally one of the best ive read 

Best Two Out of Three

Starring: Chuck Taylor, Orange Cassidy, OC (and lots of other AEW peeps)

Category: Friendship, humor, fluff

Word Count: 2,512

Summary: Orange and Chuck both want Alex to accompany them to the ring for their matches at Double or Nothing - so Alex devises a contest.

Notes: Written for my anon who requested a Chuck Taylor or Orange Cassidy fic - I gave you both! This is my first fulfilled request EVER and I’m surprised how much I adore it. Thinking I might need to expand on it and make a multi-part fic. Whatcha think, @what-does-mine-say? 

Update: This did indeed become a massive multi-part fic. Find it here!

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“Are you sure it’s cool if I come hang out with you guys?”

Alex sent Kris a look like she’d grown a second head. “Of course it’s cool. I adore Chuck, Trent, and James, but sometimes I need to hang out with another girl.”    

They walked into the hotel elevator and Alex hit the button for the fifth floor. It was the night before AEW Double or Nothing 2020, and the Best Friends were having a little get-together in their rooms. It was a much-needed opportunity to cut loose and experience a little normalcy in the midst of the pandemic, and Alex in particular could use a few cold ones to take the edge off. She was still annoyed with Kenny for giving the match against Kris tomorrow night to Penelope Ford instead of her. She rolled her eyes as the elevator doors slid open with a ding. If he wasn’t over at the arena pre-filming the Stadium Stampede match with the rest of The Elite and The Inner Circle, she might have marched up to his room and given him a piece of her mind.

“So who all’s gonna be there?” Kris asked as they stepped off the elevator.

“The usual suspects,” Alex answered. “My knucklehead stablemates, Scorpio, Frankie, Jack, Austin, and you and me.”

“No Maxwell?”

She smirked. “I told him he could only come if he brought Michael, and then we’d be over the 10-person limit for social gatherings.”

She let out a loud laugh. “So you totally invited Michael behind his back, right?”

“I did,” she confirmed. “But he politely declined.”

They arrived at Alex and Chuck’s room, and she slid her key into the electronic lock. “I’m back with an alien and beer!” she proclaimed as she opened the door—but she got no response. Chuck and James were embroiled in a heated debate; well, about as heated as James, a.k.a. the one and only Orange Cassidy, could get.

“Dude! Why would she come out with you for the ladder match?” Chuck charged.

James’s face remained as stoic as ever. “Because she’s my friend.”

Chuck’s eyebrows arched high onto his forehead. “She’s literally my best friend!”

Ever so slightly, James cocked his head. “Penelope’s probably coming out with Kip for it,” he coolly pointed out.

“Penelope is Kip’s girlfriend!”

“And Alex is my friend who’s a girl.”

“Hey!” Alex interjected as she set the case of beer on the floor. Everyone turned to look at her. “I’m right here.”

“Oh, thank God,” Trent breathed. “You need to settle this. They’ve been arguing since you left.”

Her face contorted with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. “About what?”

“About whether you should accompany Chuck and Trent to the ring for their match or Freshly Squeezed for his match tomorrow night,” Jack answered.

Alex blinked. “And why wouldn’t I just do both?”

“It’s the principle of the matter,” Chuck argued.

James didn’t so much as blink. “What he said.”

Kris snorted under her breath. Alex sent her a look. “Do you see what I have to deal with?”

“Seriously, please put us all out of our misery,” Frankie groaned. “And can I get one of those?” He didn’t wait for permission as he eagerly picked up the beer case and tore into it. But Alex couldn’t care less; the wheels in her brain were turning.

She put her hands on her hips. “Well, there’s only one way to settle this, then: a contest for my accompaniment tomorrow night. Best two out of three wins.”

Chuck pressed his lips into a hard line, thinking. And then he said, “You got yourself a deal.”

Alex looked at James. “Orange?”

He shrugged—barely. “Sure.”

She clapped her hands together in excitement. “Then let the games begin, boys.”

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my writing

so about my writing, 

some fanfics you read are so unrealistic it just makes it not believable to me (if that makes sense) especially when it comes to smut. 

as a woman in her 30s i can categorically say if porn gives guys false hope for sex then some fanfic does the same for the gals. i know its a bit of escapism and supposed to be taken with a pinch of salt, but i swear i cant read another story where the guy “grabs her a washcloth and cleans her up” because lets be honest that doesn't really happen that often in real life.

this isnt me criticising by the way, its a lil disclaimer that as an older (but not old) woman im gonna write from my experience and make it real and true to life as i can ... while still (hopefully) being a good read and a good story. 

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Together

hey guys, so this is my first ever post of something ive written. im trying to get back into it so please bare with me while i get back into the swing of it.

pairing Kenny Omega x Reader

summary: your fed up with being stuck in the uk so decide to fly back to Florida (I am aware this probably has some holes in terms of the pandemic, but its only fanfic)

warnings: none 

Life was hard enough being in a long-distance relationship with the one and only Kenny omega and thats before adding the stress of a global pandemic into the mix. Late night phone calls and facetime was becoming the only way the two of you would get to spend quality time together but seeing his handsome face over the phone was just not enough for you.

“I need to see you ken, I miss just being in the house with you, it’s not the same on my own”.

“I know babe, but hopefully soon you can get a flight and come back to Florida and see me, I miss you too” said Kenny. “so much”

You needed to see your man, it felt like your soul was missing something, some important piece that just made you whole and happy. Despite your friends and family telling you to stay put in the UK you needed to get back to Florida, that was your home now. The place where you and Kenny had put down roots and decided to begin the next chapters of your lives together.

“you can’t just go to the airport and get a flight” your mum had said to you “they won’t just let you on the plane the way things are at the moment, it’s not ideal (Y/N), but that’s the way it is”.

Deep down you knew she was right, it was not the ideal time to be travelling, but how long do you (and could you) stay in the UK at your parents’ house for? You needed to go home, not only for the sake of your relationship with Kenny but for the sake of your relationship with your family, you loved your mum and dad but living back with them after all the years of having your own place was becoming harder by the day. Getting your laptop out you decided now was the time, you were going home.

  After the stresses of the airport, the flight and getting into the country you were glad to be on your way back to your home in Orlando. You could not wait to get back to your own space, back to random afternoons spent chilling by the pool and most importantly back to Kenny.

As you pulled onto your drive outside the lovely home you had purchased together in a friendly gated community you could not help but feel relaxed, like a weight was lifted. Being back in your element was soothing your soul. The only downside was you noticed Kenny’s car was missing.

“probably at the gym” you thought aloud, before hopping out of your car and making your way into the home you had made your own together.

“Kenny, you home babe” …. no answer, he was definitely out, but never mind you thought, it would give you chance to get settled back in and tidy up the place a little, not that Kenny was messy, but he was a man and those little things he would do around the house still bugged you after all this time.

After cleaning up a little you unpacked your things and decided on a nice bubble bath to freshen up ready for surprising your love, you hadn’t told him you were coming home and the thought of him not being excited to see was itching away at the back of your brain. Trying to push the anxiety away. you laid back in the hot soapy water and relaxed.

After a while of soaking away you got out and got dressed into your favourite loungewear, after all these years together you no longer felt the need to dress to impress, not that he didn’t appreciate the effort when you made it, but Kenny wasn’t the type of guy who expected you to be dolled up to the nines all the time, in fact he loved you most when you were at your natural best.

A little while later, and a couple of beers in you heard the front door open and knew straight away Kenny was home, you did not make a move, you waited for him to come to you. After all, hed probably (most definitely) seen your car parked up and realised you had made the trip back home. “babe, you home” he shouted from the hall.

“yeah babe, just in here. I’m in the lounge” you shouted back.

“what?!...when did you get home, why didn’t you call me” he was smiling and you could tell he was happy to see you, all the anxiousness floated away.

“I grabbed a flight out before they all got cancelled, I couldn’t stay with my parents anymore god love them” you laughed. You went in for the hug and could see the look on his face, “babe I had the test to fly I’m good”.

“I wasn’t…I didn’t…I’m sorry it’s just…” he stumbled.

“its fine, now come here …unless” you trailed off, and before you could say anything else, he wrapped you up in a big bear hug, you had missed this, him, the way he smelled and the way he just made you feel about yourself. It had been a while since you’d been together, you hoped he hadn’t got too used to his own space, what if things where awkward and the spark had gone? But you needn’t have worried, you soon fell into that familiar comfort of each others company, that was what you loved so much. At the start it was hot and heavy yes, there was the stage of not being able to keep your hands off each other but what you had now was unlike any relationship before. He really was your best friend, you could tell him anything. You didn’t need to be ripping each others clothes off (as fantastic as it was) to feel close to each other, this was real and you just knew it was going to be forever. And you couldn’t wait to get started on it …all over again.

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