Good Vibrations - also on AO3
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So, Anarchy in the Arena is already batshit crazy, right? So how could the Elite, known lunatics, and BCC, known BDSM enthusiasts, make it more out of control?
Vibrators.
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I cannot stress enough how much of a bad idea it is to do ANY OF WHAT'S IN THIS FIC in real life. Don't accidentally involve your friends in your sex stuff without them knowing. Don't - don't use vibrators when you're doing something for work. I just. I can't stress enough that this is a work of chaotic fiction that should NOT BE TAKEN AS REALITY and should never be replicated. Also, heed the tags.
The middle section of the fic is from the perspectives of Matt then Mox of the Anarchy in the Arena match...but way hornier. I spent like 3 hours rewatching the match to find every point where the vibrator thing could have affected their movements. But it's important to note that this is a written retelling of the match.
Without further ado, here we go. I'm ending up on a list for this fic, that's for damned sure.
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Part 1: The Buildup
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Matt
“Oh, Christ. You’re serious.” Matt studies Mox’s face for a minute, trying to figure out where the hell this is coming from. And if he has ears in the Elite hotel rooms, where Matt and Adam had been talking about something like this just the night before. “I knew you were insane, but…”
“It adds another stipulation,” Yuta says, like he needs to explain it further. “We both know you like to up the stakes, right?”
“My brother’s the gambler,” Matt says. He glances over at Adam, who hasn’t moved. “What do you think?”
“If Matt’s doing it, then one of your guys has to do it,” Adam says. He’s firm, steady. Matt loves him for it. “If you really want to up the ante, we have to make it balanced, right?” Matt watches as his grin goes a little dirty. “I say it should be Mox.”
Mox’s jaw drops. “What?!”
“Don’t act like you wouldn’t,” Adam says. He throws an arm around the back of the couch, and Matt settles back into it. “Nobody in here is under the illusion that you’re unfamiliar with it.”
Yuta grins a little bit.
“You, shut up,” Mox says, shoving Yuta’s shoulder with his. “Who controls my remote?”
“Me,” Adam says. “Obviously.” He turns to Matt. “Who do you want to control yours?”
“Wait, we’re doing this?!” Matt asks. Sure, he’s popping a semi over the idea. Sure, he and Adam were just talking about this. But it feels a little overwhelming now that it’s a possibility. “We’re putting vibrators in our asses during Anarchy in the Arena. Just making this clear.”
“You are,” Adam says, stroking Matt’s arm. “And Mox.”
Matt shivers and leans into the touch, because he’s been a sucker for touches like this all his life and that absolutely doesn’t stop for Adam. “I’m only gonna agree if he agrees.”
Mox shrugs. “I mean, sure. Not the first time I’ve had something inside me during a match.” He turns to Yuta and grins. “Remember Forbidden Door last year?”
“Okay, that’s more detail than I need,” Matt mumbles. “You have to swear. I’m not doing this on my own.”
“What, you don’t think your brother wants in?”
Matt wrinkles his nose. “Ew. No, I will not be involving my brother in – in whatever this is.” He curls more into Adam’s side. “Actually, do we have to tell them? I’d rather not tell them.”
“Like, any of them?” Yuta asks. “That feels weird. Like, illegal or something.”
“It’s not,” Mox says. “Even so, you just can’t get caught.” He winks at Matt. “’Less that’s something you like.”
Matt feels himself blush. “Shut up.”
“Oh! I was joking!” Mox leans forward and licks his lips, arms braced on his thighs. “You want us to make you get caught?”
“Mox, please stop trying to seduce my boyfriend when I’m right here,” Adam says. He sounds exhausted, not angry, at least. “It’s my job to fuck him in public, not yours.”
“Oh my god,” Matt mumbles. He has a sudden image of all three of them, in the middle of the ring, going absolutely bananas all over him.
“You’re blushing,” Yuta says. “It’s cute. Can I hold your remote?”
“Can – really?”
Yuta nods.
“I mean, I guess?” Matt says. “This is super weird. Are we really doing this?”
“Only if you’re comfortable with it,” Adam says. “And if you change your mind, it’s off.” He stares down Mox and Yuta. “Right?”
“Yeah, of course,” Mox says, leaning back in his chair. “I’m in it, though. Cowboy over there gets my remote, Yuta over here gets yours, yeah?”
Matt nods. “Yeah, we can do that. Just.” He squirms a little. “We need a safe word.”
“Good, Matty,” Adam says, pressing a kiss to Matt’s temple.
“Ugh, they’re cute,” Mox says. “Yuta, why aren’t we this cute?”
“Because you’re annoying,” Yuta replies. “Mine’s treadmill. I probably won’t need it, though, since I’m not, um.” He grins. “I’m not the one with the vibrator.”
“Scrapbook,” Adam says. “But, same deal.”
Matt and Mox lock eyes, not exactly on purpose.
“Prickly pear,” Mox says, and he doesn’t break eye contact.
“Paisley,” Matt murmurs. “That’s mine.”
Adam leans in and kisses the side of Matt’s head. “So we good?” Adam says.
Yuta nods, head in his phone. “Already have two of them shipping to Vegas. Probably be here tonight.”
“My boy works fast,” Mox says. He pulls Yuta in and rubs his cheek against the top of his head, which seems weird. But it works for them, so Matt won’t judge. “We’ll drop it off at your hotel room when it gets here.”
“Cool,” Adam says, standing up. “When we beat y’alls asses Sunday night, we’ll meet up at the hotel room again, yeah?” He winks, and Matt has to remember he’s supposed to be standing up.
Yuta drops his phone, and Mox starts grinning.
“Interesting,” Mox says. “What’re you offering, Cowboy?”
Adam laughs and grabs Matt’s hand. “You’ll see Sunday night.”
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The next day, Matt returns to the hotel room he shares with Adam after a gym session to see a brown box on the doorstep. It’s innocuous enough until he reads the note taped to the top.
Buzz buzz Buck
“Oh, for the love of god,” Matt grumbles. He looks around quickly and grabs the box, using his key to unlock the door.
“Adam,” he says, “Adam, the box is here.”
“Box?” Adam asks. He’s still in bed, glasses on and nose in a book. Matt takes him in for a moment, lets himself remember that this is his again. He sets the book down. “What box?”
Matt tosses the box to him, and watches him read the note.
“Ah,” Adam says. “That box.” He grins. “We should probably make sure it works.”
They’re late to a meeting with Tony, but it’s worth it.
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Matt wakes up Sunday morning curled around Adam, head resting on his chest. He nuzzles in, desperate to catch the sleep before it wisps away from him.
“Today’s the day,” he mumbles against Adam’s skin. “You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be,” Adam says. “Are you?”
“Not my first hardcore match, and I got that shoe idea I told you about.”
Adam shifts them so he can look at Matt a little better. “Not exactly what I meant.”
Matt blushes, but he can’t fight his grin. “Oh. Yeah. Yeah, I’m excited.”
Adam leans in and kisses him. “Let’s go kick some Blackpool Bottoms Club ass.”
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Part 2: The Match
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Matt
“Okay,” he says. “It’s – it’s in.” He shifts.
Adam grins at him. “You good?”
Matt wiggles. “I – sort of?” He wiggles again, trying to get used to the vibrator. It’s not even on and already he’s a little disoriented. “Text Mox. Make sure he’s doing his, too.”
“I’m sure that freaky old bastard is,” Adam says, but he texts anyway.
“Hey! He’s younger than me!”
Adam pauses and looks at Matt. “Oh,” he says, a little baffled. “Oh, shit. You’re right.” His grin goes fond. “You’re my freaky old bastard.”
Matt throws a shoe at him, gently, though, and Adam bats it away with ease.
They get their gear in order and make it back to gorilla. Adam bumps the back of Matt’s hand. “You okay, baby?”
Matt nods. “Yeah. Arm’s good, I’m feeling good. Ready to get out there.”
Adam leans in, lips brushing Matt’s ear in a way that makes him incredibly aware of the vibrator suddenly. “Not what I meant.”
“Oh,” Matt says. He’s pretty sure his heart rate just sky rocketed. “Um, yeah. Good. So good.”
Adam laughs and kisses the side of his head. “Let’s go fuck ‘em up, baby.”
“Can you stay? Next to me, I mean?” Matt says it before he can stop it. “I know you usually –”
“Of course,” Adam says. He moves some of Matt’s hair off his shoulder so it falls down his back. “I’m right here. Paisley, right?”
Matt nods. “Paisley.” He wiggles again, hoping it’s dark enough back here that nobody can see him. “But I don’t need it.”
“But if you do,” Adam says, and there’s a bit of stern teacher behind it that makes Matt feel a little fizzy in a way he wasn’t expecting.
“Um. Yeah, yeah. I’ll say it.” With a quick glance around, Matt goes up on his toes and kisses Adam, quickly. “For luck.”
“For luck,” Adam says, an arm still around Matt’s waist.
Justin Roberts introduces them and their music hits, the four of them next to each other. Back where they belong once again.
Adam takes the lead as they make their way up the ramp, but stays just close enough to Matt. Close enough to remind him they’re a team together. He thinks Adam belongs up in the front, like that. Leading the team.
He wants to walk with him, follow him around the ring, but he knows this business well and Adam and Kenny are going around that side. So he’ll go around the front with Nick. The song feels familiar, comforting, and when Matt sees Kenny and Adam singing together, he doesn’t care what happens tonight. He doesn’t care who hurts him, if they lose, if they get their asses whooped. They’re together again. That matters. They’re in the ring, singing together, on the same side in a match. It’s been years.
And then an electric spark zings up his spine, and every thought he’s ever had leaves his mind as the music starts. He looks to see the BCC make their way down two different sets of stairs. Mox and Yuta don’t even have the audacity to be together, the pricks.
“Adam,” Matt says, voice tight. He puts his hand on his back, gripping the leather jacket for stability. “Adam, I – oh, god. Yuta turned it on.”
Adam turns to him, smiling. “You good?”
Matt nods, rolling his shoulder. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m good.” He exhales. “This is gonna be a long night.”
He runs at Claudio, with the thought that, maybe, if he’s far enough from Yuta, the remote will stop working. He’d done his research the night before – the average distance was around 10 meters, but there’s a chance Mox and Yuta are as insane as they look and splurged for a longer range.
Yuta must be feeling particularly bitchy, because all of a sudden the subtle buzz that Matt could almost ignore skyrockets into a strong, rhythmic pulsing. Matt lets out a weird little noise, mouth open, and hopes the camera near them doesn’t catch it.
Claudio hits him in the stomach and the vibrator goes so weird that Matt moans again. Claudio takes the opportunity to throw Matt against a barricade. Claudio seems a little bored, though, and walks away for a second. Matt exhales deeply, braced on the barricade, as the pulsing shifts its pattern and makes his brain start to fuzz again.
“Why did I go for the giant?” Matt whines. He’s getting pummeled within an inch of his life. Before he can process it, the vibration increases as he hits the barricade again. “Oh, god.” He has to pause and lean over, hands on his knees, before he can do anything else. He has the fleeting thought that he hopes Adam is okay, Nick, too, and Kenny, but then the pulsing changes. It’s steady now, normal. He can handle this.
He punches Claudio, who tries to throw him over the barricade. Matt’s backflip is perfect, if he does say so himself, and he grins at Claudio.
“Not this time, buddy,” he laughs.
He pulls off a superkick, the vibrator slows, and he gets a chance to breathe. He’s got the upper hand now, ringside, able to throw Claudio against the side of the ring and get him in a headlock.
He looks up to see Mox. He half wants to know what Mox is thinking, how he feels, what’s going on in that head of his. But then the pulsing in his ass changes again, and all he can do is squeak.
Mox jumps off of the commentator table so that Matt’s forced off of Claudio, but it gives him a second to roll away. Claudio seems otherwise occupied right now, at least, so Matt gets a chance to moan into the floor and shift, trying both to get the vibrator against his prostate and as far from it as possible.
“This was a terrible idea,” he mutters to no one.
Eventually he gets to his feet. Yuta must have turned down the intensity at some point, which is nice. Sort of.
He sees Mox with Kenny in a Figure Four and kicks him directly in the face.
“I hope you’re suffering as much as I am right now,” Matt snipes.
“I think we all are, Matt,” Kenny says. “Get him offa me!”
“Not all suffering in the same way,” Mox says. He makes a weird sound that Matt thinks passes for a moan in Mox’s world. It’s interesting.
Matt gets thrown to the ground, though, and doesn’t get up until something interesting but also evil happens deep within him. The vibrator changes to a wave-like motion, something that feels exactly like how Adam fucks him, and Matt is suddenly very aware he is screwed. He rolls under the ring just in time before his orgasm hits him like a train. He’s lucky, though. He comes without coming, technically, and he’s still rock hard in his gear, but he’s not messy.
The overstimulation is about to kill him when the vibrator settles. He hopes, just a little, that maybe the battery died.
“Fuck,” he whines. He hopes everyone on camera will chalk it up to exertion, with how red his face has got to be.
He rolls out from under the ring and grabs a chair, throwing it as he gets in there. The vibration kicks in again, but it’s a rhythmless, random pulse. It feels like a blessing. The blessing doesn’t last long, though, and the pulsing shifts back to the slow wave, with varying intensity.
“Okay,” Matt squeaks. “Gonna bookmark this one for later.” He leans on the ropes for balance, pretending everything is okay.
He manages to get Claudio pinned against the turnbuckle and turns to see the rest of his team doing the same to their BCC counterparts. He looks over at Adam, who winks at him.
“Not the time,” Matt whimpers. The wave is killing him. In any other scenario, it would be in a good way. But not right now.
Claudio’s face is directly in his crotch, and Matt hopes he can’t tell that Matt’s got a boner hard enough to break bricks.
They stop and gather in the ring for a Superkick Party, but it’s a bad thing. The vibrator shifts to his prostate again, and Matt might die. Setting up for the big jumping spot helps, though, and moves it away.
“Oh, thank god,” Matt mumbles.
“What’s wrong?” Nick asks. “Your arm?”
“Definitely not his arm,” Adam yells.
“Shut up!”
“You all need to shut up,” Kenny hisses.
Matt runs and throws himself at Claudio, who falls to the ground. It feels like a win, until the slow wave vibrations shift to a steady thrumming. It’s different. Unfortunately, different is good. Matt whines again.
“I can do this,” he sighs, walking up the ramp to follow Claudio. “No worse than that tag team titles thing. I can do this.” He punches Claudio a few times, trying to transition some of his energy somewhere else.
Nick follows him. And Matt really hopes Nick doesn’t see it written all over his face.
“You good?” Nick asks as they throw their respective members off the ramp. “You look sweaty.”
“We’re wrestling.”
Nick rolls his eyes. “Whatever.”
Matt turns around with Nick as they hear somebody shouting behind them, to see the singer of the Violent Idols…stripping?
“Ah, Matt says. “He’s got a BCC shirt on. Nick?”
“Already ahead of you.”
They superkick him, and the vibration calms down, and Matt can breathe again.
Matt dives off the stage at Danielson, pummeling him to the best of his abilities.
“Get over here,” Matt grumbles. He grabs Yuta on the ramp. “Get ready to die, kid.”
“Oh me?” Yuta asks. “Just fuckin’ wait, pretty boy.”
Matt manages one Northern Lights suplex before the vibration kicks up.
“Oh, god,” Matt moans. “You are the worst.”
Yuta laughs. “Save your breath.”
Matt manages a few suplexes, he loses count pretty fast, but Yuta turns up the vibrator to what feels like the maximum level and Matt’s knees start shaking and he thinks he’s blacking out and – well. There went the suplexes. He gets hit in the back by Claudio.
“You’re a dick,” Matt gasps. “Turn it down, oh my god.”
“Fine,” Yuta says. “For now.”
“What?” Claudio asks.
“You don’t want to –”
Yuta is interrupted by Nick flying over them and colliding with Claudio, which is probably for the best. Matt throws Yuta at Adam, who powerbombs him onto the apron.
“Thank you!” Matt yells across to him.
Adam winks again, which may make Matt’s dick situation worse.
“I’m gonna go fuck up Mox,” Adam says, and Matt watches him get into the ring.
“Give him hell!” Matt yells. He hopes Adam knows exactly what he means.
Matt plans to watch as Kenny and Adam beat the hell out of Mox, but his plans are torn to shreds when Claudio stalks over to him. He hits Matt once, and all Matt can think of is how to get up the stairs, how to get away. He also thinks that, maybe, if he gets up the stairs, he’ll be out of range of the remote. It’ll either keep the remote on this setting, or it’ll turn it off. He hopes for the second one.
When the vibrator turns off at the top of the stares, Matt collapses against the wall.
“Oh, thank god,” he mumbles. He doesn’t get many moments of relief, as Claudio grabs him and begins throwing him against the wall. Claudio hauls Matt over his shoulder like it’s nothing, which leads to a dick twitch Matt refuses to investigate in himself, but Matt manages to get himself balanced so he can shove Claudio into the wall.
Matt’s able to keep himself together through the whole fight in concessions. The vibrator, while still definitely there, doesn’t seem to be able to turn back on. While he’s suffering the Giant Swing, he’s glad the bases of vibrators are flared. Otherwise it may have zipped up him so fast nobody would have known what to do.
Claudio hauls him up and Matt pretends it’s not a little fun. His arm doesn’t hurt, at least. They manage to get backstage, where Claudio hauls him up and throws him into the back of somebody’s pickup truck.
“Ow!” he yells.
“Suck it up, Jackson,” Claudio yells back.
Matt tries a superkick, but it doesn’t help as much as he needed it to. On his second one, Claudio catches him and pile drives him directly into the floor of the pickup truck. Matt wails, moans, and has started to miss the vibrator.
Claudio screams something toward the camera, something vaguely European Matt assumes, and leaves Matt.
There’s a few moments where he considers just staying here, in the bed of a stranger’s pickup truck, until the show is over. He doesn’t have to get back out there. He could stay here and wait it out.
And then he remembers his secret weapon.
Matt leaps up and out of the truck, scrambling his way backstage.
“Move!” Matt yells.
“Aren’t you mid-match?”
“Shut up, Cole!”
He skids to a halt in front of Tony.
“Where’s the bag?”
Tony adjusts his headset. “What?”
“Where’s the bag?!”
“Shouldn’t you be out there?” Tony points with his thumb.
“The bag!” Matt gives up and dives under the desk and pulls out the bright orange bag.
“Jesus Christ,” Tony says, sounding resigned. “What is that?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Matt needs help setting up his shoe, about to burn to death on the wires, but he gets it done.
“Okay, bye!”
He runs back out to the ramp, careful not to stand too heavily on his foot. He has to make sure the toe part says off the ground until it collides with somebody’s head. He gets a good look at the ring, where everybody is, what everybody’s doing. Mox and Yuta have Nick in some weird double submission thing, Kenny’s on the ground and might not be moving, and he can’t even see Adam.
He pushes through and gets to Mox. He tries to yell something at Matt, but Matt’s not going to let him.
“Eat this!” he yells, and watches his shoe explode before his eyes. Mox makes a strange yelping noise, and Matt’s entire leg feels electric shocked. He wonders, briefly, if he did something wrong. But he also doesn’t care.
The vibrator kicks on suddenly, and it’s enough to make Matt stumble to the ropes.
Yuta notices him and shoves the remote back in his pocket before going after Matt. Every punch to the back jostles the vibrator, and he will not get through this. Oh god, he won’t get through this. He screams, desperate to get a little control back of himself, and kicks Yuta again.
Matt watches as Adam comes up from nowhere with a beautiful Buckshot, and takes out Yuta. Matt thinks this is it – almost nobody kicks out of the Buckshot – but then Yuta does.
“Jeez,” Matt says. The vibration is low and steady, which is nice in a way. Makes him think he’s not about to get his leg broken or his skull cracked on a turnbuckle. Maybe.
It doesn’t last though, the nice feeling. Claudio gets a hold of him before he can do any real damage to Bryan and throws his shoe into the crowd.
“Those are Spidermans!” Matt yells indignantly.
“It’s a shoe, princess,” Claudio snarls. He grabs Matt’s foot and starts shaking it, then starts to take off his sock.
“What are you doing?!”
Danielson yanks off his sock. Claudio gets yanked away by Kenny, but that’s not enough. He fights the urge to duck and hide when he’s getting wailed on by Yuta and Danielson, but any time he moves, the vibrator shifts to a new and interesting place.
At one point, he collapses over, ass up, and wonders if the audience can see anything. If they can tell.
He manages to stand, only to collide with Mox. In one smooth movement Mox picks him up, turns him, and slams him, feet first into the thumbtacks. Mox may have said something, by Matt can’t even think. Before Matt can even react, Mox grabs him in a Deathrider and slams him to the floor, hooking him for the pin.
He almost can’t kick out in time, the vibrations mixed with the pinpoint agony of his foot, but he does. He immediately regrets it, though, with the way Danielson has his heel in a hook. His head is spinning, passing out from it all threatening, when he sees a sudden whirl of color fly through the air.
Nick slams into Danielson and the ring, then Mox grabs him and drives his face into the thumb tacks. Matt winces. He rolls into the corner of the ring, trying to stay out of the way of Kenny going after Mox, but also away from the eyes of anyone who may see him an easy target, now that he’s got a bare foot. He can do nothing but watch as Adam and Kenny get nailed with busaiku knees. The vibration shifts to something mild, somehow, like Yuta’s trying to find something to mess with him. It gives him a break, at least. Slightly more stable, he manages to get to his feet and scramble to the ring, where BCC is going after his team with hammer and anvil elbows.
He wails on the BCC members to the best of his ability, but Yuta nails him right between the legs, which also sends the vibrator going just that much against his prostate.
Matt makes a strangled noise and falls to his knees, realizing the comfort was due to the vibrator slipping. He’s distracted in the worse way – he’s vulnerable. Before he can do anything, Yuta’s got a hand on his head, tilting his head back by the hair while Mox feeds him thumbtacks. He tells himself he needs to get up, spit them out, but every movement feels like too much. And, as much of an exhibitionist as he is, coming during the middle of a Pay Per View doesn’t seem like something he can handle. His friends will watch that back.
He’s shoved into Claudio and given the uppercut of a lifetime, spitting out tacks that fly everywhere. Yuta grabs him and gives him a German suplex. Matt thinks it might be the last of the energy he has, just to keep breathing, but then a familiar blonde head flies into view. Adam breaks up the pin, and Matt gets a chance to roll over, face down, onto the ring apron.
“Are you okay?” asks a medic.
Matt nods. “I’m good,” he whines. He does roll to the floor, though. Laying down sounds nice right now.
Like it’s television, Matt suddenly sees Hangman leap off the ring post and perfectly execute a moonsault into Claudio. He’ll have to compliment it, later. When he’s less dead.
A very different feeling washes over Matt as he sees somebody – it’s a familiar form, he knows that person, knows that shape – with Don. He knows.
“That’s –”
Before he can scramble to his feet, Takeshita, still in his mask, attacks Kenny. Matt can’t get up in time to stop him.
And Kenny gets pinned.
Kenny gets pinned.
Matt can only stare in disbelief as Nick crawls over to him.
“We lost,” Nick says, almost pathetically. “Matt, we lost.”
“I know, man,” Matt says. The vibrator’s stopped, despite Yuta glaring over at Matt from time to time and fiddling in his pocket. Matt’s best guess is the attempts at the long range connection drained the battery.
“Yeah,” Matt mumbles. “We did.”
BCC showboats like dicks in the ring, until they hop off. Claudio literally points and laughs at Matt and Nick, which feels excessive.
“I think I literally hate them,” Nick says mildly. “Like, I think I would be genuinely cool with fucking them up again.”
Matt shrugs. “I could go for fucking them.”
“Fucking them up.”
“That’s what I said.”
~
Mox
“You good?” Yuta asks, bouncing on his toes. He’s coming in through a different door. Mox thinks it’s cute how worried he is.
“Ready to fuck them up,” Mox says. “So good.”
Yuta fights a smile. “And you’re – good?”
Mox wiggles his butt at him. “Great.”
Yuta squeezes his hand before they both get ready at their own doors.
“This song fuckin’ blows,” Mox mutters to Claudio.
“Of course it does,” Claudio does. “Those idiots chose it.”
When Violent Idols starts, they make their way down the stairs.
Omega runs at him first, but Mox thinks Hangman must be watching him, waiting for him to get in range. He can’t remember how far the remote control works, how much the –
“Fuck,” Mox says. “Jesus, setting one is – oh, shit.”
Omega runs at him, but Mox catches him around the neck and chokes him. If he focuses on the match, the music, the other men, he can almost ignore the buzzing.
He manages to get an arm around Omega’s neck, but it doesn’t last. Hangman must have kicked up the speed of the vibrator again, because Mox is pretty sure his eyes are crossing.
When Omega throws him into the metal chair, Mox can fucking hear the vibration, and it makes it that much worse.
“I’m gonna kill him,” Mox mumbles. He almost wishes Omega would kick him harder – it would make this easier to manage.
He manages to subdue Omega, at least enough to get out of his reach. He sees Matt, who he hopes is suffering at least as much as he is, with his arms around Claudio’s neck against the ring. In a fit of adrenaline fueled stupidity, he jumps up on the commentator desk and slams into Omega. Hangman must be nearby and watching, because the pulsing shifts to a weird pattern with high intensity.
“Shoulda told Yoots to cheap out on these,” he mutters, as he does his best to choke Omega out.
“What?” Omega gasps.
“Don’t worry about it.”
Claudio gets Omega in the back with a chair, and it feels right. Mox follows him to the floor and gets him in a figure four. Mainly because he thinks laying down will make the vibrator stop turning his brain into jelly.
He’s distracted quickly, though when Matt’s shoe goes right in his face.
They snipe back and forth for a moment, and Mox is almost convinced to tell Kenny what’s going on, just to make things that much more annoying for Matt. Inconvenience him, maybe.
But all of a sudden the vibrations turn off, and he can breathe, and Mox gets himself into the ring. Hangman’s on the floor and Mox thinks about finding the remote and crushing it under his boot, but that feels a little like cheating. The rest of the BCC is in the ring, too. He doesn’t want to rope Claudio and Bryan in on his attempts to seduce Hangman and Matt – that feels a little like workplace harassment.
Omega gets back in the ring and, just as Mox is about to really give it to him, Hangman must have found the remote. The vibrations pulse hard and fast, and Mox can’t help but collapse on all fours, trying to control his breathing.
The chair to his back is a gift, though, as it just barely shifts the vibrator to make it all less intense.
“Thanks, man,” he laughs to Omega.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
The punches to the face are kind of nice. A distraction from the intensity. Hangman must be busy – the strong pulsing doesn’t stop or change.
He and the rest of BCC get rolled to the outside of the ring, and Mox lays on the floor for a minute, trying to regain his bearings.
“You good, Mox?” Yuta asks. Mox looks up to see Yuta looking infuriatingly smug. “Nothing…up your ass?”
“Go fuck yourself,” Mox grumbles.
Yuta still looks smug. “Maybe you. Later.”
They stand up and are immediately pummeled by an Elite member. Omega slams into him and sends him over the commentator desk.
The two of them brawl for long enough that Mox starts to get woozy with the too-many sensations. Mox finds himself in the ring, his vest gone, Omega with weapons in his hands, and wonders if this is how it all ends. Broomed to death by a Weeb in the middle of a wrestling ring, a vibrator in his ass.
Honestly, this time he doesn’t even know what he’s being choked with. He’s not pleased about it, though.
The vibrations stop, briefly. Mox wonders if Hangman is out of range. Mox gathers his energy now to push off the metal object and gets back in this, trading blows with Omega. Piece of cake.
The double clothesline, though. He hits the ground and the vibrator kicks in again, firm and unrelenting. Mox’s vision blurs.
He finds himself, when the vibration changes to something closer to a wave, in the middle of the ring where Hangman and Omega are wailing on him. He muses, in the back of his dazed brain, that in another life this would be his dream scenario.
The vibrator shifts and hits his prostate like a bullet, forcing Mox to double over. It’s right in time, though. Hangman came up with a big boot. It collides with Omega’s face.
Mox laughs at them. “Good one, Hangman.”
“Just for that,” Hangman mutters.
Mox feels the intensity sky rocket, so much that it’s almost gone the other way around to make it tolerable again. He takes out Hangman and rolls out of the ring after Omega. They wail on each other as they beat each other up on the ramp. He wonders if Hangman’s remote is broken, because the vibrator seems to have dropped back down to a low level, a steady, gentle hum.
When he gets to his poker chip, his prized masterpiece of the match, he can’t help but grin. He’s going to throw Omega through that fucking thing, and it’s going to be beautiful. But first, a classic. He sighs with nostalgia as he pulls out the fork and fists it in his hand. Punching it into Omega’s face feels like how his friends always describe meditating.
Through the violence with Omega, Mox has a strange sense of clarity. Life is easier to focus on without a vibrator going nuts. He wonders if he’s created a new version of caffeine.
It’s all pretty standard, until the vibrator acts up again.
“Yuta,” Mox yells up into the ring. “Hit his hands.”
Yuta looks over at him from where he’s slamming Hangman with a chair, confused for a second, then rolls his eyes. “Mox, go kill Kenny.”
Eventually Mox ends up back in front of Hangman.
“You’re being a dick,” Mox says, hitting Adam.
Adam laughs a little, even with how exhausted he is. “Yeah?”
Mox sees him fiddle in his pocket and send the vibrator back to the slow waving motion.
“Fuck off,” Mox grumbles, but he hits Hangman again, then goes after Nick. The waving motion is hitting him harder than it needs to be. He can barely focus on fucking up Nick.
He claws his way back into the ring, where he sees the cord and decides to assist Bryan with Hangman.
“I’ll let go if you turn it off,” he says, forgetting Bryan’s there, too.
“You wish!” Hangman yells back.
“I don’t want to know,” Bryan says.
Mox picks Omega next and manages not to stumble when Hangman adjusts the settings. It’s not a pulsing sensation, something that may create a massive problem in him very quickly. He and Yuta send Omega into the barbed wire broom.
Mox grabs Hangman before he can mess with his pockets again, but, worse than the vibrator, Hangman picks him up and gives him a dead eye.
“Asshole,” Mox mutters as he rolls onto the ground. He takes a few seconds to breathe, eyes locked on Hangman’s hand to make sure he doesn’t unexpectedly mess with the remote, then gets himself up. Nick is peacocking around the ring. Mox gives him a lariat as payment.
The vibrator shifts and changes while Mox tries to pin Nick, but he’s focused now. This mild steady vibration isn’t doing anything he’s worried about.
The problem with the Boston Crab, though, Mox realizes a minute or so into it, is things…move. The buzzing speeds up, gets more intense, and Mox may not survive this.
“Yuta,” he mumbles, “Yuta, we’re in danger territory here.”
Yuta laughs a little as he has Nick’s head cranked back. “You safeword, we adjust.”
“How come he gets an effing safe word?” Nick croaks, hardly able to speak through the pain.
“Don’t you ever stop –” He pauses. “Fuck you, Matt!”
Before Mox can even figure out what’s happening, he’s cracked in the forehead by something bright and hot and startling. He yells, not sure what, and blinks to get the stars out of his eyes. In the moments between getting his vision back and getting ready to beat the shit out of Matt, Hangman must get his shit together and shifts the vibrator. Mox wails a little as he rolls off the ring apron and feels the vibrator shift to that strong, pulsing movement. A second later and suddenly it’s at the highest level, and Mox comes dry, which is the one good thing about it. He bites down on his forearm to stifle the moan. He allows himself a moment to get himself together, adjusting the boner that won’t go away. The vibration is going nuts now, but he’s not dying yet, so at least that’s something.
He shakes his head, trying to reset himself. Slowly, he pulls himself up the side of the ring. He sees – well, Matt’s on his knees, which is a pretty sight, so Mox decides to grab the thumbtacks he’d nestled under the ring earlier. Maybe fuck Matt up a little with them.
He pours them on the floor, artfully, he notes, and catches Matt’s foot. He almost laughs. Right into his trap.
Mox hauls Matt up and slams him, feet first, into the pile of thumbtacks.
“Not the only thing getting in you, huh?” he whispers into Matt’s ear.
Matt’s response is to hobble feebly for a few steps, but Mox doesn’t let him go far. He grabs Matt and pulls off a Death Rider, going for the pin. He thinks he’s got it, but Matt manages to kick out. It’s enough to shift the vibrator against his prostate again, and it’s almost unbearable after the orgasm.
“Shit,” he whines.
“You deserve it,” Matt chokes out.
Mox watches, pleased, as Bryan gets Matt in a heel lock. Serves the brat right. Nick is annoying, though, and breaks up the submission, so Mox drops his head into the thumbtacks. Just for fun.
Things spin out of control, and for a minute Mox has no idea where he is or what he’s doing. All he knows is Omega’s got him and he’s slamming into the ring and rolling off, pain and vibrations coursing through his body as he flops onto the floor.
Mox crawls back into the ring just in time for a nice little hammer and anvil moment with the BCC. He gets Nick, which is fine, but then Matt has to show up and get in the way. It works, sort of, but he rolls sideways into the thumbtacks.
Sideways into the thumbtacks.
“Since he likes stuff in his mouth so much,” Mox singsongs. He doesn’t even bother with fanfare, just trusts Yuta to tilt Matt’s head back so he’ll open his mouth and take what he’s given.
Hangman’s taught Matt well.
Mox is a little disappointed he’s not the one to punch Matt in the mouth and send the thumbtacks flying, but he’s not a selfish man and Claudio deserves to have a little fun with Matt. Especially since he won’t get to be part of what happens after.
Mox is convinced Yuta’s going to get the pin, but then the stupid Cowboy shows up. He half hopes he and Omega are about to kill each other, which would make his job easier, but then they do something. Well, it’s not unlike what he and Bryan do, but it feels way gayer.
“That was fuckin’ gay,” Mox says to Hangman as they go after each other.
“You literally have a vibrator in your ass! Right now!”
Mox shrugs, planning a snippy retort, but Hangman grabs the controller and turns it to that weird intense pulsing thing, and Mox is suddenly unable to do anything.
“Hah,” Adam says. “Who’s gay now?”
“All of us, fuck.”
Hangman takes the opportunity to throw Mox on his back. He accepts it, just for now, and rolls out of the ring, trying to figure out if Hangman increased the intensity or if this is just his reaction to pain in any setting.
By the time he gets himself together and stands up, he can tell Hangman is about to go for a Buckshot on Yuta, and Mox doesn’t care for that shit at all. He yanks Omega out of the ring by the leg, but Omega gets away before Mox can subdue him and gets back into the ring.
He watches, in awe, as Takeshita makes his move. There’s not much he has to do right now. All he has to do is let Yuta do his thing, and Omega’s done.
One.
Two.
Three.
“Hell yeah,” Mox laughs. That’s his man.
He leaps into the ring, blinking blood out of his eyes, as he checks in with Yuta.
“Hey, baby,” he says, grinning. “Good job.”
“Thanks,” Yuta says, panting. “How are you?”
Mox shrugs. “Came once. Close again, but I’m distracted, so I should be good.”
“I meant the blood on your face.”
“I always have blood on my face.”
He pats Yuta’s side, a job well done, and moves so he can watch Don.
“This is unnecessary,” Mox says to Yuta. “This is about you, baby. Go – I don’t know, be flashy about it.”
Claudio comes up behind Yuta. “I have an idea.”
He scoops Wheeler up on his shoulders, and Mox grins as they do a version of their little crab walk.
His guys. His team.
Their victory.
~
Part 4: The Aftermath
~
Matt
“I gotta pee!”
“But your foot –”
“I said I have to pee!”
Matt hobbles to the bathroom, the door caught by someone as he tries to slam it shut.
“I said I have to –” He cuts himself off. “Oh, Adam, it was awful.”
“Was it?” Adam asks. He always looks so good covered in blood. He also looks good smirking like an asshole, but Matt doesn’t want to think about that right now. “Are you sure awful’s the right word?” He crowds into Matt, who wants nothing but to be touched.
“You’re being mean.”
“You like it when I’m mean.”
Matt fights a smile. “I really do have to pee.”
“I know,” Adam says. “You probably have to do something else, yeah?”
Matt nods.
“I’m here for moral support,” Adam says, leaning against the door. “Also a bodyguard. Also, my pockets are deeper than yours.” He shrugs. “If you want to take out the vibrator.”
“I’m not sure it’s a want as much as a need,” Matt says.
The vibrator, cleaned in the hottest water possible in the sink with soap as Adam laughs at him in the corner, is taken care of and shoved in Adam’s pocket.
“It was your idea,” Matt says, patting the pocket, “so you get to take care of it.”
“Let’s hope I don’t go through a metal detector.” He winks at Matt. “How horrible it would be if we got caught.”
“Don’t you start that,” Matt says, as firmly as he can muster while feeling both agonizingly empty and overly full with thumbtacks. “Now help me over to medical so I can stop hurting.”
Adam get him where Matt needs to go and keeps an eye on him as they tend to his head wound and examine Matt’s foot.
“Jesus,” Doc says. “What the hell made you want to do this?”
“Me?!” Matt exclaims. “It was Mox’s fault! And the whole stupid BCC’s fault.” He pouts and folds his arms across his chest as the medical team painstakingly pulls the thumbtacks out of his foot. Doc looks like he regrets his question.
“I gotta go get antiseptic,” Doc says, “and away from this conversation.”
“Hey, baby,” Adam says, checking Matt’s foot. “You okay?”
“No,” Matt grumbles. “We lost. Because of that stupid little brat.”
“Technically, it was because of Don.”
“Yeah, him too. Lots of assholes in the ring tonight.”
Adam snorts.
“Shut up!” Matt half wails. He reaches out and yanks Adam down by the arm. “The only reason I’m not dead is I’m pretty sure the battery died. That was miserable.”
“Was it?” Adam says. “I mean. Come on, baby.”
Matt can’t make himself meet Adam’s eyes. “Shut up.”
Adam laughs and presses his lips to the top of Matt’s hair, like he doesn’t care that Matt’s covered in sweat and blood and grease. “How’s your foot?”
“Hurts,” Matt says. “I’m tired.”
Adam rests a hand on his shoulder. “We can go back to the room and sleep,” Adam says, and Matt knows what’s behind his words. “We don’t have to – do anything else.”
Matt does a scan of his body. He doesn’t really need his feet to get railed out of his mind. His mouth is fine after the thumbtack mouth wash, which surprises him.
“I’m good,” Matt says. “I think I – yeah.” He wiggles a little, missing the feeling of something inside him. He has an idea of what could take the vibrator’s spot.
Adam’s smile turns knowing. “Okay. Let’s get patched up and we can, uh. Not go back to the room. Okay?”
Matt nods.
Within the hour, Matt’s got a bandage around his foot, but he can still fit it in a slide, so he considers it a win. The shower wasn’t horrible, either, with his foot stuck outside to keep the bandages dry. Adam, a little butterfly stitch on his forehead and damp curls falling out of his bun, helps him out of the shower and dress.
“Where are you two going?” Nick asks as they make their way to the doors. The bandage makes it look like he’s missing a chunk of hair.
Matt freezes. “We’re gonna go have sex.”
Nick wrinkles his nose. “Ew. Just tell me you’re busy next time. Jeez.” He turns around. “Kenny! They’re being gross. Want to get dinner?”
Kenny nods as he stands up gingerly. “Sure.”
The two of them slowly, but painlessly, make their way out of the venue. Despite his fears, there’s no metal detector to set off the vibrator in Adam’s pocket.
“You think Mox’s vibrator is still going?” Adam asks, face pressed into Matt’s neck.
Matt shakes his head. “Nah. It stops working out of range and the battery’s probably dead, either way.”
Matt watches as Adam – he pouts. He’s pouting.
“What the heck is that?” Matt asks. “What – do you have boo-boo eyes over Mox not still getting messed up by the vibrator?”
Adam scoffs. “They are not boo-boo eyes,” he insists, throwing their bags in the back of the pickup truck he’d rented.
“They are,” Matt says. “They absolutely are. Look!” He turns his phone so Adam can see himself. “Big green boo-boo eyes. Because you’re not still electronically railing Mox.”
“Is this a jealousy thing?” Adam laughs. “Because I can do jealous.”
“I’m not jealous,” Matt says, buckling his seat belt. “I got railed electronically by Yuta earlier tonight. I’m pretty pleased.”
Adam bites his lip. “Did you, um. Did you come?”
Matt nods, reliving the moment. “Yeah. Kind of early in the match, actually. There’s this really good wave thing that took me out.” He sighs. “I wanna kill him, but Yuta – he took off that vest and I, uh. I noticed.”
“Right?!” Adam says. He slows to a stop to let a few cars go. “Like, when his torso start looking like – like that?”
Matt thinks for a moment. “You think he’d – do you think he’d want to – to…” He trails off.
Adam laughs, eyes locked on the road. “You want Yuta to fuck you, huh.”
“100%.”
~
Mox
“Where are we meeting them?” Yuta asks. He’s antsy. Mox grabs one of his hands and presses a kiss to bruised knuckles. “Are we still?”
Mox checks his phone to see Hangman’s reply message. “Yeah. See? He said they’d meet us in our suite in a few minutes.”
Yuta grabs Mox’s phone. “Is his contact info a cowboy emoji and the word ‘Bitch’?”
Mox nods. “Yeah. Matt’s in there with that boo-boo bottom eye emoji and the word Bitch.”
Yuta laughs and nuzzles into Mox’s shoulder, shuffling so he’s straddling Mox’s lap. “You’re fucking stupid.”
“I’m fucking you, so that makes you stupid,” Mox says, tilting his head back so Yuta can give him a few more bruises.
“About that,” Yuta says, hands sliding up and under Mox’s shirt. “What if I said I wanted to fuck Matt tonight instead of you?”
Mox hums as Yuta’s fingers tweak at his nipples. “Really.”
“Uh-huh,” Yuta murmurs, lips going to Mox’s neck. “He’s pretty. And I kind of liked making him squirm with that vibrator.”
Mox laughs, arms sliding up the back of Yuta’s shirt. “I like that idea.”
“And I was thinking – maybe Hangman could fuck you wanted.”
“Oh!” Mox says, pulling back to look at Yuta. “Oh, really. You’re not going to get jealous like the time me and Bryan –”
“That was different,” Yuta says, frowning. “Bryan didn’t talk to me about it first. And it wasn’t my idea.”
“So it has to be your idea, huh?” Mox says. He settles his hands on Yuta’s thighs.
“I’d like it to be,” Yuta says. “Would you want to?”
Mox thinks about it. Hangman was mean out there tonight, almost as mean as he was with the Death Match, and Mox kind of wants to see what that looks like in the bedroom. In him.
“Yeah,” Mox says. “Yeah, I’d definitely want to.”
Yuta lights up. “Okay, cool. Yeah, I – let’s ask them to do that.”
The two of them make out lazily for a while, waiting for a knock on the door.
When it comes, Yuta nearly flies off of Mox’s lap.
“Calm down, babe,” Mox laughs. He opens the door to see Matt and Hangman there. Hangman’s got his hand raised for another knock and Matt’s almost behind him, like he’s waiting for Hangman to take control of the situation.
Mox can absolutely work with that.
“Hey,” he says. “What do you two need?”
“Oh, don’t play around,” Hangman says, rolling his eyes. But Mox is pretty sure there’s a smile behind it. He pushes past Mox. “Hey, kid.”
“I’m not a kid.”
“I was the baby of Bullet Club for years,” Hangman says, falling into a chair like he owns the room. “Now you get to suffer.”
“Isn’t it weird that I’m the oldest of all of us?”
They all look at Matt, who looks like he didn’t actually mean to say that out loud.
“I just mean – well, looking at us, Mox and Adam seem like they’d be older, right?”
Mox turns to Hangman. “Your boyfriend has the weirdest dirty talk.”
Hangman scoffs. “You haven’t see how he gets in a shoe store. Once we had sex in the bathrooms because he somehow got turned on by a pair of sneakers.”
“They had Swarovski Golden Goose Super-stars!” Matt yells. “Come on. How would I not pop a boner over that?”
“I would judge him, but I once got hard because a guy hit me in the back with a tennis racket.” Mox shrugs.
“You got a thing for tennis?” Hangman asks. He looks genuinely baffled, which is nice to see.
“No. I got a thing for being hit in the back.”
Hangman nods. “Yeah. Yeah, I see how that’s a thing.” His eyes narrow. “So, like. Did you get a boner when we had our Death Match?”
Mox tries to fight his reaction. “Maybe.”
“Oh, don’t lie, Mox, you had me rail you in the showers right after it was over,” Yuta says.
“Yeah, but he didn’t need to know,” Mox says. “Jesus, Yoots, let me seem more desperate, will you?”
“This does lead into something we should talk about,” Matt says. He’s swinging a leg, balanced on the other. Reminds Mox a bit of a bird, which is weird, because Nick is usually the bird. “Adam and I were talking and, uh. We were wondering…” He trails off and glances at Hangman.
“What my boyfriend is trying to ask is if you two would be cool if Yuta and Matt fucked and Mox, you and me fucked.”
The room is quiet for a minute.
“I mean. Yeah,” Yuta says, nodding from his seat on the bed. “Yeah, absolutely.”
Matt breaks into a sweet smile, something that almost makes Mox forget how fucking annoying he is. “Cool. I mean. No, I mean cool.” Matt almost skips over to Yuta and straddles him without another word.
“Slow down, Matty,” Hangman says, and Mox gets an idea of where this is going. “Wait just a second.”
~
Matt
“Why do I have to slow down?” Matt fights the urge to pout. Yuta’s hands are on his hips and he wants to stay there.
“Yuta, put the vest on again,” Adam says. Matt recognizes that tone. Matt loves that tone.
“Hmm?” Yuta looks confused for a second. Adam beckons to Matt, who walks over to him. Adam hauls Matt into his lap, straddling Adam’s thighs in the huge chair.
“The vest,” Adam repeats. “It looked good on you.”
Yuta turns a charming shade of pink. “Yeah?” He grabs it from his things and pulls it on.
“Yeah,” Adam says. He puts his hands on Matt’s thighs, but doesn’t even look at him. “You got those – what do they call ‘em?”
“Cum gutters,” Matt supplies.
“Cum gutters,” Adam repeats. “You looked incredible tonight.”
Matt watches as Adam talks Yuta into this beautiful blush, the man who was willing to kill hours ago looking sweet and cute, but also devastatingly hot.
“Adam,” Matt says, “I’m gonna go kiss him now.”
“Me?” Yuta asks.
“Duh, you, you’re hot.” Matt says. He stands off of Adam’s lap and walks up to Yuta. “Do you want to kiss me?”
“Yeah, of course.” Yuta looks like a kid with a credit card in a candy shop. “We, uh. Mox and I were talking about this before the two of you got here.” He pauses. Matt thinks he looks a little nervous. “Glad to see we’re on the same page somewhere, yeah?”
Matt leans down and kisses Yuta, trying to make it sweeter than he deserves after the torment Yuta put him through.
“So, Mox,” Adam says, almost too casually. “How was the match for you?”
“Fine,” Mox says. “Vibrator was new, though. Before I’d only used a butt plug during a match.”
“So you’ve done it before,” Adam says. Matt wants to fall entirely into the kiss, but he’s torn between Yuta’s tongue and Adam’s voice. “Interesting. Which setting did you like best?”
“There’s this weird pounding one,” Mox says. “Really intense, yeah? At one point you set it to maximum intensity on that setting and I came.” He laughs. Matt likes the sound of his laugh. “Dry, at least, but. Yeah. That was the best one.”
Matt can’t deal with that. “What?!”
“You disagree?” Adam asks. He looks so smug in the chair. He’s loving this, and Matt’s too horny and dumb to try and resist leaning into it.
“The wave thing – the one where it never really stopped but, like, kind of went in and out of intensity?” Matt makes a motion with his hand that he hopes conveys it. He’s losing sense – Yuta’s hands are on his ass and his lips are on Matt’s neck and there’s a lot going on. “That one’s the best.”
“That sounds about right,” Mox says. “Matty likes it gentle. I like it rough.”
“I do not like it gentle,” Matt huffs. His breath catches when Yuta bites at his neck, hips snapping forward before he can control them.
“Huh,” Yuta says, pulling away. He reaches up to brush Matt’s hair off of his shoulders. “I think he’s telling the truth, Mox. He’s already hard.”
Matt blushes. “I mean, so are you. You can’t say it all insulting like that when you’re hard, too.”
“I have a hot guy in my lap,” Yuta says, squeezing Matt’s ass again. “Of course I’m hard.”
Matt tries not to be too pleased at that.
Yuta stands all of a sudden, grip on Matt’s ass firm and insistent, and Matt’s head spins as Yuta throws him on the giant king bed.
“So,” Yuta says, “Hangman, anything your boy doesn’t like?”
“I am right here,” Matt says, bucking up against Yuta.
“Yeah, but you’re going to say yes to anything,” Yuta says. “You and your stupid exploding shoe.”
“I have a burn on my forehead from that,” Mox adds. He taps his forehead. “That’s the bandage.”
“Can we focus?” Matt almost whines. “I am still very clothed and I hate it.” The other three men laugh and Matt wants to throw a shoe at them. “Oh, shut up.”
Yuta undresses him slowly while Adam and Mox do something in the corner. Matt can’t make himself care – Yuta kisses with meticulous focus, like he’s trying to see if he can get Matt off with his kissing alone. He might.
“Oh,” Matt says, arching into the feeling as Yuta pulls his boxers off. “God, finally.”
“Did you come at all?”
Matt almost jumps by how close Adam’s voice is. He turns his head to see Adam on the bed next to him, Mox straddling his hips. They’re both shirtless. Matt wants to take a photo and keep it. “What?”
“During the match,” Adam says. His smile is soft, almost sweet. “Did you come?”
Matt nods, then shouts as Yuta’s mouth engulfs him. Adam’s making him perform. He already knows Matt’s come. Adam wants to make Matt say it. For Mox and Yuta. “God – yes, I – I had to roll under the ring, didn’t want anybody to see.”
Adam pulls him in to kiss him. It’s a little awkward, but Matt’s brain is melting as he falls into Adam’s kiss and gently twitches his hips in Yuta’s mouth.
“You can go harder,” Mox says to Matt.
Yuta pulls off. “Yeah. Go nuts.”
Matt rolls his hips slowly. Yuta takes him down his throat like it’s nothing, and Matt giggles.
“What’s so funny?”
“I’m just thinking of that MMA fight club basement joke Adam made a few months back,” Matt mumbles. “You really do have sex with each other all the time, don’t you.”
“Mostly me and Yuta,” Mox says, and his eyes flutter shut as Adam goes for his belt and presses his palm against the bulge in the front of his jeans. “Fuck – yeah, sometimes Bryan and Claudio get involved, but Yuta gets jealous.”
“I do not!”
Matt whines a little. “Go back…”
“You better not get jealous tonight,” Adam says, a little stern. “Because if you get to fuck Matt then I get to fuck Mox.”
“I’m not – this is an agreement,” Yuta says. “Bryan forgot to ask me last time.”
Matt laughs out loud at that one. “He forgot to ask?!”
“It’s a long story,” Mox says.
Adam flips Mox and presses him to the bed as he pulls his pants all the way off. “Still prickly pear?”
Mox nods. “Yeah, fuck. You can’t leave me naked and just – fuck.”
Matt, next to Mox, recognizes the look on Adam’s face. He’s about to be infuriating and, for once, Matt’s not on the receiving end of it.
“Can I?” Yuta asks, lube in hand.
“Yeah,” Matt says, lifting his feet. He plans to plant them on the bed, but Yuta throws them over his shoulders. “Oh! Oh, okay.”
Yuta grins at him. “Yeah?”
Matt nods. He looks back over at Adam and Mox.
“What if I left?” Adam says. Matt knows this game. “I mean, maybe all I want is to see Matt get fucked. Maybe I’m not jealous.”
Mox frowns. “Wait, what?”
“Yeah,” Adam says, leaning back on his heels. “Yeah, this isn’t a great view of Matt. Maybe I just go back to the chair.”
“What the fuck?” Mox says. “No. Get back here.”
Adam gives up the game and spits in his hand to wrap it around Mox’s cock . “Okay.”
Mox lets out the weirdest sound Matt’s ever heard, but then Yuta’s got a finger dancing around the rim of his hole, and he’s making weird noises, too.
“They’re both loud,” Yuta mumbles.
“Right?!” Adam says. “Jesus.”
Matt opens his mouth to answer, but Yuta slides a finger in him and all he can do is let out an exhale so intense his entire body relaxes. “Oh, that’s better.”
“Missed this, didn’t you?” Yuta says, leaning in to kiss Matt. “Like it better when you’re full, huh?”
Matt’s eyes close as he rolls at Yuta’s finger and catches him in a kiss. When Yuta pulls away, he smiles. “Adam, I like him,” Matt mumbles. “He’s nicer than you.”
“I’m only mean because you like me mean,” Adam says.
“And I could get meaner if you want me to,” Yuta says. To prove it, he slides another finger in, a little less carefully. Matt gasps at it and writhes. “He likes it rough, yeah?”
“Oh, yeah,” Adam says. “Mox, I’m guessing you do too?”
“Get your fuckin’ fingers in me, you piece of shit.”
Adam pauses. “Jesus, fine. God.” Yuta hands Adam the lube. “Rough?”
“Yes, fuck, I’m still kinda open from the vibrator,” Mox says. “It’ll – Christ.”
Matt watches Adam’s face as he sinks his finger (fingers?) into Mox, while he pushes down on Yuta’s. “Rough enough for you, Mox?”
“Jesus, yes.” Mox pushes against it. “More.”
There’s moments where Matt’s just staring at the concentration on Adam’s face as he opens up Mox, where Matt is being somehow tenderly opened up by Yuta. He knows Yuta’s saying something to him, something fascinating, probably, but there’s so much going on he can barely hear it.
“Matt, hello,” Yuta says, and Matt snaps back into it. “Are you ready?”
Matt nods. “Yes. Oh my god, yes.”
“Cool. I thought the dirty talk was too much.” He pulls his fingers up, then slides a condom on and slicks it up with lube.
Matt’s mouth waters. “I wasn’t paying attention,” he says, half pouting. “There was dirty talk?”
“Just told you how glad I am that I’m about to fuck you so you shut up,” Yuta says, still with that smile on his face. “You know.” He glances over at Adam, then back at Matt. “Use Adam’s boytoy.”
Matt makes a weird noise in his chest.
“Too much?” Yuta asks, freezing.
“No,” Adam says, sounding almost bored. “You just hit his degradation kink. Fuckin’ dork loves to be referred to as a toy.”
Yuta laughs. “Alright. Adam, I’m gonna fuck your boyfriend.”
“Yes, please.” Matt’s voice is small, the anticipation stealing all the air from him.
“And I’m gonna fuck yours,” Adam says.
“Jesus, are you two trying to choreograph this?” Mox says. “You two are so fucking irritating. No, all three of you are the – fuck.”
Adam grins down at Matt as he pushes into Mox.
“Oh, he’s like me,” Matt says as Yuta arranges his legs the way Yuta wants them, “you have to fuck him to shut him – oh, god.”
“God, that vibrator got you ready for me, didn’t it?” Adam says, testing some pushes into Mox. Matt feels a little jealous of Mox, but then Yuta moves his hips and Matt is anything but. “God, you feel good.”
Yuta’s not as much of a talker as Adam, which is different, but he’s just as dedicated. He folds Matt almost in half as he fucks him, little grunts falling from his lips as he turns his head to press kisses to Matt’s forehead, shoulder, neck, cheek.
“God, you look pretty bent like that,” Adam says, brow furrowed in concentration. “Matty, you look so good taking Yuta’s cock. Almost as good as with me.”
“Thanks,” Matt gasps. He reaches up to grip at Yuta’s biceps, pressing at a bruise. Yuta hisses.
“Careful with him,” Mox says. His hands are up by the headboard, bracing himself against Adam’s thrusts.
“It’s a – a bruise,” Matt says. He reaches up to grab at the headboard, as it looks like a good idea, and bumps Mox’s hand. Neither of them adjust, just have their pinkies touching. “He’ll – god, oh my god – he’ll be fine.”
“Shut up,” Yuta laughs, a little out of breath. “Jesus, we must be doing something wrong if the two of them can talk.”
Adam grins at him, then down at Mox and Matt. “Alright then.”
Matt’s eyes roll back in his head, which is a shame because he loves seeing Adam get rough like this, hard thrusts sending Matt into oblivion. Except this time it’s not Adam, it’s Yuta, and his cock is different but good, a change but the unrelenting pounding still the same.
He’s still a little sensitive from the vibrator, but it’s good, it’s so good.
“Yuta,” he manages to gasp out, “tou-touch me? Please?”
“Yeah,” Yuta says. He slides a hand between the two of them, and Matt has a second to be impressed he can balance so well on his knees and one hand before Yuta’s hand curls around him. “Yeah, come for me, baby, take it.”
Matt whimpers and then it’s over for him, Adam’s name falling from his lips as he shoots up his chest and rides out the sensation.
“You even say my name when taking another guy’s cock,” Adam says, his voice too sweet for the wet, slapping noises of their bodies in the bed, “so fucking sweet.” He reaches between himself and Mox. “You wanna come, Mox? You gonna come for me, Jon?”
“For Yuta,” Mox says with a shit eating grin, then throws his head back and comes hard.
“Race ya,” Yuta says to Adam. Matt has no idea which of them wins. He’s too tired.
He feels the devastating emptiness again as Yuta pulls out, but there’s satisfaction behind it this time. There was no tease, just a very satisfying conclusion.
He blinks his eyes open to see Adam, head slumped, braced on his hands. He reaches out and rests his fingertips on the top of his hand. “You okay?” Matt asks.
Adam lifts his head. His face is bright red and sweaty, but his eyes gleam and he smiles. “That was a great idea.”
“Yeah?” Yuta says. “I think your boy’s nails fucked me up now worse than anything in the match.”
Matt winces. “Oh. Sorry. I should have asked.”
“No, I loved it!” Yuta says. “Just.” He smiles a little. “It’s noteworthy, is all.”
“Don’t go falling in love with him,” Mox says, arms folded behind his head. “You’re stuck with me.”
Adam and Yuta clumsily change places to lean down and kiss their respective boyfriends, then get up.
“Getting a towel,” they say at the same time. They pause, staring at each other.
“That was weird,” Yuta says. “I don’t want to do that ever again.”
“Noted,” Adam says.
As they get the towels, Matt turns over on his side to look at Mox. “How ya feeling?”
“Match wise, vibrator wise, or sex wise?”
“Either or or.”
Mox sighs. “Good. I won, so that’s better.”
Matt pokes his arm. “You’re lucky I don’t slap that burn I gave you.”
“I’d pay to see you try.”
Matt is pretty sure he’s about to get into a come-covered slap fight with none other than Jon Moxley, but then Yuta and Hangman come back with damp towels and he’s too focused on Adam’s smile to do anything else.
“So,” Adam says, finishing up and tossing the towel back into the bathroom. “We should do that again sometime.”
Yuta nods. “Maybe after we destroy you guys at Blood and Guts.”
Matt freezes. “I’m sorry, what?”
“You know that’s coming,” Mox says. He’s shuffled so he’s leaning against the headboard, legs splayed. Yuta’s sitting by his feet, messing with his phone. “Right? Like, you four are absolutely going to get so pissed about losing you’ll challenge us again.”
“That’s not what I’m surprised about,” Matt says. “If you think we’ll lose after we already know you can’t play fair, you’re stupid. Kenny’s already in the works of getting our secret weapon.”
“Yeah, yeah, you’re looking at Kota, big fuckin’ whoop,” Yuta says.
Matt pulls up a video. “You see that? That’s Kenny’s boyfriend shooting a firework into himself. If he’s that crazy on a good day, how do you think he’s going to treat you after all that’s gone done with Don and Takeshita?”
Yuta, briefly, looks concerned. “Oh.”
Adam laughs. “Yeah, okay, we’ll kill each other later. Can’t we all just bathe in the afterglow without talking work?”
“No!” Mox, Yuta, and Matt say.
Adam groans and rolls off the bed onto the floor. “I’m fucking three of the same person,” he groans.
“Are not!” Matt yells back. “I’m prettier.”
~
Mini Playlist:
Moon - The Cab
Inside of You - Hoobastank
Desire - Meg Myers
Like an Animal - The Donnas
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dramas I watched in 2023
I'm more of a reblogger/lurker here and I don't really post much (at all), but I was looking at my spreadsheet of dramas last month and realized I was about to hit an insane, personal record number of dramas watched in a calendar year. So I decided to write up a recap post, mostly for my own sake because I have a terrible memory.
I am closing out 2023 having watched 92 dramas. What the actual fuck. I thought watching 67 dramas in 2021 was a cry for help, but I really have no excuse for what happened this year. (To be fair, 43 of the dramas I watched in 2021 were c-dramas, whereas this year, 65 of the dramas I watched were BL, so by total hours watched [which is not actually a metric I keep], I did probably watch more in 2021.)
So, if you care to read about which of the 92 dramas I enjoyed the most this year, along with other random categories like favorite lead characters, favorite ships, and favorite drama with X trope, read on.
Favorite C-Drama: Mysterious Lotus Casebook
Okay, this was the year I finally got what all the fuss was about with Cheng Yi. He's honestly a little weird looking to me, but damn the dude is charismatic and magnetic and I could watch him spit up fake blood all day long. (Maybe someday I'll finish Immortal Samsara, but also I'm finally beginning to make my peace with the fact that xianxia just isn't really my thing, so maybe not.) Although Cheng Yi played a huge part in my love for Mysterious Lotus Casebook, it wouldn't be my number one c-drama of the year if everything else about it wasn't excellent too. This show gave us unhinged queen Jiao Li Qiao, Qiao Wan Miao finally cutting down Xiao Zi Jun as he deserved, actually interesting cases to solve, the best shiniang and the most pathetic shixiong. And oh yeah, a truly fantastic polyship. Pretty much every single thing about this drama was perfect to me, which is a rarity. This one is definitely going up there in my top 5 c-dramas of all time.
Runner Up: Love and Redemption
They really don't make dramas like they used to anymore – literally. I would love to rewatch this one, but I don't currently have the bandwidth to make it through all 59 episodes again. And the way they genderbent Xuan Ji in the final arc but still kept her love line with Si Feng as a central plot point regardless? Currently airing c-dramas wish they could (but no seriously, fuck censorship so hard). This one might also deserve all-time top 5 status, but I blazed through my first watch so fast and furious that I think I'd have to do a more reasonably paced rewatch to confirm. In any case, this was the drama I couldn't binge watch fast enough (only a Neo from the Matrix moment, where I literally upload the drama into my brain in an instant, would have sufficed), which is a testament to how thoroughly I enjoyed this one.
Favorite K-Drama: Revenant
It seems like every year there's a k-drama that makes me go against my own taste, and this year it was Revenant. I am pretty firmly anti-horror, but the gifs of Kim Tae Ri in this show got me so intrigued and she was an absolute beast. Her performance alone would have carried this to favorite status, but then my pathetic little man Hong Kyung showed up and I don't even know why I shipped them so hard but I really really did.
Runner Up: Alchemy of Souls
I'm cheating and putting both seasons here because even though I've probably rewatched more bits from Light & Shadow, the second season wouldn't have any of the emotional weight it does without the first season, so I'm not picking between them and you can't make me. At first, I was so disappointed that Jung So Min had been recast, but I ended up loving the second season anyway. Actress switch aside, Light & Shadow feels like a very different show, but I loved the way they handled the repercussions of the first season in a way that felt both consistent and earned.
Favorite K-BL: The Eighth Sense
Absolutely no question here. The Eighth Sense ate my brain while it was airing. It was the strong Shelter vibes at first, but then Seo Jae Won and Kim Ji Hyun totally won me over on their own merits. By the end of episode 9, my heart was in throat.
Runner Up: Cherry Blossoms After Winter
When I started writing this out, I was not expecting Cherry Blossoms After Winter to be here at all, but it really snuck up on me. As soon as I finished the drama, I binge-read the webtoon, and then I ended up rewatching the series more than a couple times, so yeah, I enjoyed the hell out of this one, with all its old-school vibes.
Bonus Shout Out: Our Dating Sim
If Our Dating Sim had been a little angstier, it might have given the above two a run for their money, but regardless, I have to give it a shout out because "Have you been well, without me?" is a line that just lives in my brain rent-free from now on.
Favorite Tw-Drama: Oh No! Here Comes Trouble
This could just be the recency effect, but I might go so far as to say Oh No! Here Comes Trouble is my favorite Taiwanese drama of all time. The mysteries were engaging, it's funny, it's emotional – don't get me started on how many tears I shed. The acting and writing were just top notch, and if they bless us with a second season, I will be first in line to watch.
Runner Up: About Youth
I don't think I hear many people talk about About Youth on here, so I feel pretty justified in calling it an underrated gem. It was basically, for me, a perfect drama all the way through. The main couple and the side couple were all wholesome babies and I wanted to protect them. Ye Guang's struggle in particular really resonated with me. I often think I'm getting too old for high school and college dramas, but when they hit that nostalgia factor just right, I am sold.
Favorite J-Drama: Utsukushii Kare: Eternal
Cheating a bit here because Eternal was a movie, but it was the final installment to the Utsukushii Kare series and it was perfect. We finally got the character growth I wanted, that made me believe these two crazy kids would actually make it.
Runner Up: Tokyo in April Is…
My best friend pointed out recently that j-dramas are great with obsession, and yeah, I do love my j-dramas a little fucked up. Not only does this one feature obsession, but it also has another of my favorite tropes: second chances. Ren had my whole freaking heart, and the way he finally got his happy ending left me on the floor. That chase scene was one of my favorites.
Favorite Thai BL: A Tale of Thousand Stars
(Fun fact! Prior to this year, the only Thai BL that I had watched was Kinnporsche. RIP to me.)
This was definitely my hardest category, because it was my most-watched category (33 dramas), but I gotta give it to A Tale of Thousand Stars. Solid execution of some of my favorite tropes and it just ticked all the boxes: good pacing, good acting, good plot, good chemistry. And lucky me, we got Our Skyy 2 this year. I'm usually not that bothered by proposal scenes, but this one got me hard. It was exactly the kind of epilogue to Tian and Phupha's story that I didn't realize I needed.
Runner Up: Lovely Writer
On the complete other end of the spectrum, upending all our favorite tropes, is Lovely Writer. I rewatched this after watching a dozen more Thai BLs, and I have to say I enjoyed it even more. During my first watch, I hated the first half, only stuck with it because I liked Gene so much, and loved the second half. Upon rewatch, the first half was not nearly as unbearable, and I think it was because I could see that Sib was intentionally playing into a BL archetype. But still, the second half has all of my favorite moments. Once their shared history is revealed, Sib stops being a cardboard cutout and becomes more human, and the entire storyline picks up and I am much more invested in his and Gene's relationship. That dinner where they come out to their families is excruciatingly awkward and I love it (and the episode that follows) so much – those scenes alone elevate it to favorite status.
Favorite First Half of a Drama: Destined
I love both Bai Jing Ting and Song Yi, so my expectations for this drama were very high, and the first half of Destined absolutely delivered. Just sheer perfection, no wrong steps, everything I didn't even know I wanted. Unfortunately, that kind of means the show peaked when they found themselves in the wilderness, trying to get the other to survive out of sheer willpower purely because they believed in the other's goodness. THE BLOOD FEEDING!!! Ahem. So yeah, the second half was okay, it had its moments but was generally a little boring and predictable, but dear god that first half was incredible.
Runner Up: The Blood of Youth
It may seem strange to have The Blood of Youth in this category, since I ended up giving it a 5/5 rating, but I just loved the Xiao Se x Wu Xin x Lei Wu Jie dynamic so much and as the show veered away from that, I couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
Favorite Drama That I Wouldn't Actually Recommend to Other People: Love in the Air
I know some people loathe everything MAME touches, but Love in the Air worked for me on every level. Well, I wish the acting for the couple in the second half had been a little better (ducks and runs), but I loved the first half and still quite enjoyed the second half. I really wouldn't recommend it to anyone, but it speaks to my little lizard brain.
Runner Up: History 4: Close to You
I absolutely get why this show is controversial and why people hate it. I also don't care. This show had some delicious angst, and I was emotionally invested in both couples. Just a thoroughly enjoyable watch, but yeah, unless you're familiar with certain BL tropes and know you like them, I wouldn't actually recommend this one.
Favorite ML: Li Lianhua / Li Xiangyi (Mysterious Lotus Casebook)
Look, was it really going to be anyone other than this broken and silly man that feels the weight of the world on his shoulders and thinks his own life is worth less than everyone else's? It's been 4 months since I finished this drama, and I am still so emotional about Li Lianhua.
Runner Up: Xie Wei / Xue Ding Fei (Story of Kunning Palace)
I love an unhinged bastard, okay? When you realize that he loved her all along, her suicide in the first timeline hits that much harder. But I do love that he (albeit unknowingly) gets a second chance, and the man just goes for it. Never ever over the scene where he stabs his own hand, through the table no less, despite his obsession with playing the qin, to protect her. Romance storyline aside, I also love a good hidden identity trope (yes, there's a theme to this category). Xie Wei's revenge quest was delicious, and I freaking loved his scenes with Yan Mu and Yan Lin, all the meaningful looks and things unsaid until Yan Lin finally knelt in front of his cousin and acknowledged him.
BL Shout Out: Ai Di (Kiseki: Dear to Me)
It's hard to compare MLs from shows that run for 40 episodes vs. 12, but I have to shout out my favorite feral gangster Ai Di. I love me some good pining, and not only has this man pined for nearly his entire life, but he makes it everyone's problem.
Favorite FL: Xu Hongdou (Meet Yourself)
Xu Hongdou was just so cool and kind and gorgeous, and okay, yeah, I had a big crush on her. I've never seen Liu Yi Fei in anything before, I didn't even realize she played Mulan in that recent Disney live action production until my sister pointed it out much later, but she's one of those actresses that can make me cry just by tearing up. Xu Hongdou felt like a real person, kind but not a pushover, strong but still vulnerable, and I somehow want to grow up to be her even though I'm older than her.
Runner Up (tie): Shim Woo Joo (Call It Love) / Gu San Yeong (Revenant)
This one is a tie because I loved both Woo Joo and San Yeong for the exact same reasons: they were just so fucked up but trying so hard, and more than anything, I just wanted them to be happy. While the ships in both dramas were great, for me the real otps were the FL x happiness.
Favorite Supporting ML: Wu Xin (The Blood of Youth)
Every time Wu Xin was on screen, it was just a breath of fresh air. I get that he's totally overpowered, so for plot reasons it made sense to remove him, make him mind controlled, etc. But every time he wasn't on screen, I missed him. Even though the casting was a bit of an odd choice (they gave us a man in his early 30s playing a teenager), I can't imagine loving Wu Xin as much as I did if it hadn't been Liu Xue Yi. He doesn't really manage to look like a teenager, especially next to Li Hong Yi and Ao Rui Peng, but he really pulled off Wu Xin's innocence and naivete and childish humor. He also gave Wu Xin a certain gravitas and realism that I don't think a younger actor could have pulled off.
Runner Up: Jin Fan (My Journey to You)
Jin Fan, my beloved. His backstory was delicious and made his relationship with Gong Ziyu even better. Also, the fact that he actually secretly liked Gong Zishang back the entire time??? My man.
Favorite Supporting FL: Yang Ying (A Journey to Love)
A YING MY GIRL. Her journey from neglected, unloved princess to capable and powerful grown-ass woman who marries a dude she doesn't love to protect her people was quite possibly my favorite thing about this show. I would 100% watch a drama just about her, and I so wish we'd gotten an actual glimpse of her and Li Tong Guang in that little epilogue in the final episode. Their alliance/marriage is fascinating to me. He Lan Dou better be a FL in some dramas asap. She was equally convincing as both a meek, terrified princess, helpless to the whims of bigger political machinations around her, and an icy cold princess in enemy territory, actually playing the game instead of just being a game piece, determined to not only survive but to also protect everyone she loves.
Runner Up: Yoon San (The Eighth Sense)
Shout out to the only person who was actually Jae Won's friend in this show. Yoon San was a total scene stealer for me, don't even get me started on that bit when she was singing by the fire on the beach (swoon), and I found her friendship with Jae Won really sweet and believable. I think this actress is super talented, she nailed the funny moments, she nailed the heartfelt moments, and I would love to watch her in another drama.
Favorite Non-Canon Ship: Gong Shangjue x Gong Yuanzhi (My Journey to You)
I did not go into this drama expecting to be so into these cousins/sworn brothers, but Gong Shangjue and Gong Yuanzhi's relationship as it unfolded throughout the show became the one I was the most invested in. I fully admit I'm a sucker for a dynamic where one party is wholehearted devoted to the other and also wholeheartedly believes the other is not nearly as devoted, so as soon as we got their tragic backstory, I was solidly on board.
Runner Up: Na Na x Da Mai (Meet Yourself)
I know Chinese censorship blah blah blah, but Na Na and Da Mai should have been girlfriends, cowards. I guess at the very least, neither of them ended up with a real love line of their own, but still, they should have been girlfriends. It just makes sense.
Technicality Shout Out: Li Lianhua x Fang Xiaobao (Mysterious Lotus Casebook)
The only reason this pairing isn't at the top of the list is because I, personally, don't consider them non-canon. They read to me exactly the same as the pairings in The Untamed and Word of Honor, thus they are canon.
Favorite Friendship: Pu Yiyong x Chen Chuying x Cao Guangyan (Oh No! Here Comes Trouble)
Watch the last episode of Oh No! Here Comes Trouble, and tell me this friendship trio didn't make you cry buckets. You know each of them is wondering how they ended up with the other two as friends, but somehow they're also totally ride or die and I love them all so much.
Runner Up: Lom x Yiwa (Wedding Plan)
I loved Lom and Yiwa's long history together, the sacrifices they made for each other, their deep love born out of a bond of shared family pressure and mutual understanding. Their friendship actually drove the plot, and even when I was hollering at Lom to just be honest, his actions (and inaction) felt realistic once we got to know how important Yiwa is to him and why and once we had the context to understand how he had lived his life up to that point.
Favorite Found Family: Liudaotang (A Journey to Love)
If you've seen this show, I feel like it needs no explanation. These spies and scouts and murdery people with big ass swords and spiked shields and automatic crossbows were too good for this world. And the way their little family just kept getting bigger and bigger (spoiler: UNTIL IT DIDN'T) was so much fun to watch (spoiler: UNTIL IT WASN'T).
Runner Up: Rainbow Premium Taxi Service (Taxi Driver, Season 2)
I loved the way they addressed the end of season 1, by showing that these people are all a little messed up and they belong together and they really need the revenge business just as much as their clients do. When Kim Do Gi got roofied and he had his little housewarming hallucination, where they all wore matching slippers with hearts (!!), it honestly made me wanna cry a little.
Favorite Drama Featuring Friends to Lovers: My Only 12%
I don't know if it's because I missed it when it was airing, but I don't think I see many people talk about this show and I don't get why. This is to me quintessential friends to lovers. Seeiw and Cake's friendship felt absolutely real and lived in and honest, and the episode when Cake's family moved away had me bawling. Seeiw's pining physically hurt me, and Cake's confession scene in English could have been cringe but it was actually so fucking romantic.
Runner Up: Fake It Till You Make It
I don't know if everyone else would classify this one as friends to lovers because from the moment these two meet, it feels like they're teetering on the cliff of a romance or at least an excellent one night stand. But I just loved the way they flirted openly and then talked honestly about why they needed to stay friends and nothing more. I'm not typically that into "will they won't they" romances, but here, their hesitation to get more involved made sense emotionally, but at the same time their chemistry was fire and their attraction to each other was palpable, so it all just worked for me. Also friendship rings instead of couple rings was so stupid and I loved it.
Favorite Drama Where Nice Guys Finish First: Light On Me
This is totally not to say that Shin Da On isn't also nice, I just have no idea what to call this trope, but it's one of my faves, where the lead character ends up with the person they didn't actually fall for first. I did not foresee Tae Kyung ending up with Shin Woo at all, which is some poor media literacy on my part because all the hints are there from the beginning, but that kind of made the ride even more fun. One of the reasons I enjoy this trope so much is the built-in pining, and Shin Woo had some excellent pining. "Yesterday, today, and probably tomorrow, I will continue thinking about you" was a freaking great line.
Runner Up: My Ride
You might think a drama about two actually decent guys would be boring and lack conflict, but this drama employed this trope perfectly by starting out with Tawan getting a shot at his first love, the seemingly wonderful Por. So instead we got some great pining, Tawan being an oblivious sweetheart, and Mork trying so hard to be a good friend and not overstep, even as he was dealing with his own sexuality crisis. Just delicious.
Favorite Drama About Soulmates: Until We Meet Again
Did I only watch two dramas with the soulmate trope? Maybe so, but it's my list, so I do what I want. Until We Meet Again was what I would call a pitch perfect show – it delivered on everything it set out to do. I thought I was doing okay with the whole tragic soulmate storyline, but then I got to the very last episode and cried pretty much from start to finish. From the start, that episode got me so good and did not let up for like the next half hour, and so I was basically just left leaking tears until it all wrapped. Damn you, Fluke.
Runner Up: La Pluie
God this show was interesting. Smarter people than me have written a lot more nuanced and thoughtful meta than I ever could, so all I'll say is that I thoroughly enjoyed that a drama based on the premise of soulmates was really actually about how love is work. It wasn't a perfect show, but it was so interesting and the cast was so great that it was definitely a stand out.
For a true glimpse into my insanity this year, here is the full list of dramas I watched, including my ratings, in the order that I watched them:
Alchemy of Souls (4/5)
Alchemy of Souls: Light and Shadow (4/5)
Unchained Love (2/5)
Hi Venus (2/5)
The Blood of Youth (5/5)
Meet Yourself (5/5)
Silent (3/5)
Big Dragon (3/5)
Love in the Air (4/5)
My Tooth, Your Love (4/5)
Moonlight Chicken (4/5)
Utsukushii Kare: Season 2 (3/5)
A League of Nobleman (3/5)
Lovely Writer (4/5)
The New Employee (3/5)
Be Loved in House: I Do (2/5)
Not Me (3/5)
Tharntype (3/5)
Roommates of Poongduck 304 (3/5)
Theory of Love (3/5)
Tale of Thousand Stars (4/5)
Wish You: Your Melody from My Heart (2/5)
Our Dating Sim (4/5)
Cherry Blossoms After Winter (4/5)
Call It Love (3/5)
To My Star (3/5)
Bed Friend (3/5)
The Eighth Sense (5/5)
Taxi Driver: Season 2 (3/5)
Takara-kun & Amagi-kun (3/5)
A Shoulder to Cry On (4/5)
About Youth (5/5)
Light On Me (4/5)
Minato's Laundromat (4/5)
History 2: Crossing the Line (3/5)
History 1: Obsessed (2/5)
Dark Blue Kiss (3/5)
Together With Me (3/5)
Oh No! Here Comes Trouble (5/5)
My Engineer (3/5)
Never Let Me Go (4/5)
My Only 12% (4/5)
Black Knight (3/5)
Love Mate (3/5)
Until We Meet Again (4/5)
Love By Chance (4/5)
Bad Buddy (4/5)
Between Us (3/5)
Here We Meet Again (3/5)
Secret Crush on You (2/5)
Love Tractor (2/5)
My Ride (3/5)
Star in My Mind (2/5)
La Pluie (4/5)
2gether (3/5)
Destined (3/5)
Hidden Love (4/5)
Tokyo in April is… (4/5)
Revenant (5/5)
Mysterious Lotus Casebook (5/5)
Sing My Crush (3/5)
Bad Guys (3/5)
Love and Redemption (5/5)
Oh! Boarding House (3/5)
Stay By My Side (3/5)
Jun & Jun (3/5)
Fake It Till You Make It (3/5)
The Legend of Zhuohua (3/5)
My Lovely Liar (3/5)
My Journey to You (4/5)
Second Chance (3/5)
Lost in Translation (3/5)
My Personal Weatherman (3/5)
Wedding Plan (4/5)
Laws of Attraction (3/5)
Bon Appetit (3/5)
Oxygen (2/5)
Why R U? (Korea) (3/5)
Kiseki: Dear to Me (4/5)
Hidden Agenda (3/5)
Behind Cut (3/5)
History 4: Close to You (4/5)
Destined with You (3/5)
Dangerous Romance (3/5)
Story of Kunning Palace (4/5)
Perfect Marriage Revenge (3/5)
My Dear Gangster Oppa (2/5)
A Breeze of Love (2/5)
I Cannot Reach You (4/5)
Be Mine Superstar (3/5)
A Journey to Love (5/5)
Ai Long Nhai (3/5)
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