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christian, edge & test vs. the british bulldog & the mean street posse (joey abs, pete gas & rodney) four on three handicap match

wwf smackdown! — october 19, 1999

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Can i pls have an Edge moodboard? (2000's and yellow pls 🫶🏻)

(Adam ‘Edge’ Copeland);*!

(the uncommon nights in);*!

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MY SHAYLAS ❤️❤️❤️

Christian's and Chris Jericho's peculiar love affair.

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Christian's and Chris Jericho's peculiar love affair.

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Entrances for Chris Jericho and Christian vs. Lita and Trish Stratus in a intergender tag team match. (Armageddon 12/14/2003)

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Chris Jericho vs. Booker T vs. Rob Van Dam vs. Triple H vs. Shawn Michaels vs. Kane | Elimination Chamber match for the World Heavyweight Championship

Survivor Series November 17, 2002  

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There's just something about blondes,,

Just something about em,, 🤔

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In the opening match, Chris Jericho faced Jeff Hardy.

In the end, Chris Jericho defeated Jeff Hardy by submission via The Walls of Jericho.

After the match, Jericho refused to let go of the hold, leading to a brawl with Shawn Michaels that included Christian that ended with Michaels hitting Christian with Sweet Chin Music. (No Way Out 2/23/2003)

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Next Time (scott miller x reader) part III - 18+ MDNI

warnings: sexual tension, swearing, scott being scott, not enemies but not friends to lovers, kissing, use of pet names (baby), SMUT - NSFW (18+) MDNI

a/n: i never write smut so i’m sorry if it’s bad or poorly written lol

my inbox is open for requests! rules for requests are on my pinned post :)

part one | part two | part four (coming soon)

You weren’t sure that time had ever passed any slower on the drive back to the motel. The air that hung in the vehicle was heavy, filled with a tension that was begging to be broken. You could practically feel the electricity in the air. Your skin tingled with goosebumps.

There was a silence between the two of you. You weren’t sure if it was the nerves of what was about to happen, or the fact neither of you wanted to address it, but the butterflies in your stomach kept you too distracted to care.

Scott pulled into the hotel parking lot and parked the SUV. He gave you a look before opening his door and getting out. He made his way to your side, opening your door. You climbed out.

He led you to your room, stopping at your door.

“Let me know when. I’ll be here.”

Something dark flashed in his eyes as he gave you a smirk. You nodded and opened your door, closing it behind you.

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“Ready.”

You sent the text to Scott, setting your phone down. You’d taken a few minutes to freshen up and try not to let the nerves overwhelm you. You contemplated on if this is really what you wanted, but your mind couldn’t focus on anything but him.

A knock at the door snapped you out of your thoughts. You took a breath, moving to open it.

Scott stood before you, still wearing his black shirt and jeans. He towered over you, even just being in the doorway, and suddenly you were aware of how small you were compared to him.

Before you could say anything, his lips were on yours, pushing you back through the doorway and shutting the door behind him. The kiss was fierce; hungry and passionate. His lips devoured yours as his tongue danced in your mouth, his hands finding their place on your waist.

You couldn’t help the noises that escaped into his mouth, the heat of his lips and body pressed against you quickly becoming intoxicating. Scott pulled away from you, lips swollen and breathing heavy. His blue eyes were glazed with a certain darkness, the sparkle hinting at something sinister.

He pushed you back until your knees caught on the edge of the bed. Using that to his advantage, he put his weight on you. You felt his weight on top of you in a way that was so delicious. His lips returned to you, finding his way down your jaw and neck. His hands began to roam over you, fingers skirting over your shirt and the waistband of your jeans.

You let out a whimper as his teeth grazed your skin, nipping and biting at the sensitive skin on your neck. His hands trailed along the hem of your shirt, pushing it up to expose your stomach. Sitting up, you let him finally take the fabric off of you, goosebumps forming on the exposed skin.

Scott let out a low growl as he looked at your body. He sat up and pulled his own shirt off, his muscular chest on display in front of you. He leaned back down, letting his lips feather along your collarbone and moving lower, reaching the top of your chest. His hands reached behind you, searching for the clasp of your bra.

Unhooking the clasp, he pulled your bra from your body, leaving your chest fully uncovered. Scott’s lips moved between your breasts, kissing your sternum gently. His hand caressed your ribs, the gentleness of his touch and his kisses a striking contrast to the roughness.

“Fuck, baby. You’re beautiful.”

Scott’s voice was low and gravely, like he’d just woken up. You couldn’t help but moan at the sound of it.

His fingers danced along the waistband of your jeans. His eyes met yours for a moment, giving you a chance to back away from this- to change your mind.

But, an objection never came. You nodded up at him, your signal for him to continue. He smirked, eyes flashing with desire. His fingers unhooked the button of your jeans, slowly dragging them down your legs and off. You were left in nothing but your underwear, instinctively closing your legs as he looked down upon you.

“Uh-uh, baby. Keep these open for me.”

Scott’s hands moved between your thighs, pushing them apart. His tongue darted across his lips as he felt the soft flesh beneath his hands.

He drug a finger up your clothed slit, watching as your hips jerked at the sensation. Your body felt like it was on fire, every touch of his fingers sending sparks through your body.

Sliding your underwear off, Scott took in the sight of you. He traced his fingers along your inner thigh, teasing you.

“Scott-”

You whimpered. The desire that flowed through you was overwhelming, you needed him.

Part of him wanted to tease you, see how you could take it before you finally broke, but Scott couldn’t deny his own desire, a feeling that had him throbbing in his jeans. He slowly pushed a finger against your entrance, a sigh falling from your lips. He thrusted the finger in and out of you a few times before adding a second.

You moaned, his name falling from your lips with nearly every movement of his fingers. Scott watched how you reacted, he was intent- like he wanted to memorize every way your body moved and the sounds you made for him.

His lips attached themselves to your inner thigh, leaving gentle kisses before nipping at the skin. Marks dotted the trail he left before attaching his lips to your core, tongue moving along your slit as his fingers moved inside of you.

“Scott, fuck.”

Your back arched for him, thighs threatening to crush his head between your legs. You didn’t realize how close you were until his fingers curled in you, pressing up against your most sensitive spot beautifully. You unraveled beneath him, a symphony of moans and his name falling from your lips.

Scott let you come down from your high before sitting up. His hands unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them off. His boxers went next, revealing his own need for you. He was thick and long- big enough that it was almost intimidating.

Settling back on top of you, Scott’s lips met yours in a tender kiss. You felt him brush against you, lining himself up at your entrance and pushing himself in. Scott rested his forehead against yours as a synchronous sigh left the both of you. He filled you in a way that was so perfect; so addicting.

His thrusts started off slow but quickly transitioned into deep, rough strokes, hitting that special spot inside of you with every move. Your eyes rolled back into your head.

“Feel good, baby?”

Scott’s voice was in your ear, his head buried in your neck. Too lost in pleasure to make any coherent statement, you made a noise that sounded like a “yes.” You could feel him smile against you- a sign of his pride.

A familiar pressure began to build in your stomach, a knot that threatened to snap at any moment. Scott’s thrusts were becoming quick and sharp, a sign that he was ascending to his own peak.

“Come on baby, cum for me.”

Scott growled in your ear. One last deep thrust was enough to send you over that edge, the knot in your stomach snapping. Your vision got blurry and you swore you saw stars. A warmth flooded you as Scott thrusted one last time, burying himself deep inside you.

The room was still for a moment, filled with nothing but the sound of heavy breathing. Scott rolled off of you after a few minutes, the weight on top of you quickly fading into nothing. You pulled the sheet over yourself, a chill going over your skin at the loss of his warmth.

Scott moved to get up but you stopped him.

“Scott. Stay.”

Your voice was quiet and you muttered the words as exhaustion began to set in.

Scott hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should accept your offer. Both of you knew, whether you wanted to think about it or not, that this changed everything.

After a moment of contemplation, Scott laid next to you. Pulling the blanket over the both of you, he was asleep before he could process the extent of what had happened.

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You awoke the next morning, sunlight coming through the window in your room and hitting your face. You opened your eyes, blinking slowly, brain trying to catch up with last night’s events.

That’s when it finally hit you:

Scott. Scott’s arm was draped around you. You could hear his soft breathing in your ear.

Everything had changed between the two of you in the matter of just a few hours. The discontent you’d felt towards him was replaced by something new— you wanted to stay in this moment, him next to you, arm wrapped around you— forever. You wanted to be more than a chase partner, more than someone he threw snarky comments towards.

You wanted to be his.

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cause youre the last of a dying breed write our names in the wet concrete i wonder if your therapist knows everything about me im here in search of your glory theres been a million before me that ultra kind of love you never walk away from youre just the last of the real ones

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david corenswet for boss

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By @ jobhutz on xTwitter

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give scott back to me or give me death

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he’s here and he’s BEAUTIFUL

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SCOTT NATION GET UP OMG 😭😭😭