THE BONE

HE NEVER GAVE UP

#get you someone who loves and believes in you #the way sami zayn loves and believes in jey uso

damn bro leave some for the rest of us??

#hmmmmm #much to think about

this overnight. i’m starting to remember why i loved writing fic

you. know. how. we. feelin.

samijey shippers how are we feeling tn

quick senna and lewis helmet sketches on a roadtrip

i’ve never drawn helmets before! flat colours bc i’m sick in the car LOL

Finally, he had time to himself. Time to process. But it was weird. He couldn't think about it. He tried- Max's yelling, his betrayed face, his tears. It all felt weirdly out-of-body. He would have to watch the video later. His mind was so blank.

He took it as a blessing.

Within the time that he stared outside the window, Adam's mind drifted to the pleasurable thought that he was a complete genius. Max hadn't suspected him- not even for a moment. Those late nights where he held Max in his arms, scratched his back and stroked his hair and listened to him talk about the Devil until he fell asleep. He'd been underestimated, flown under the radar under the guise of love.

Max hadn't seen the smirk on Adam's face as he raked his nails through his short hair, had no idea he was lying on the chest of his greatest enemy in that moment.

hurt myself writing this so yall gotta see it too :(

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Wrestling soulmates❤️‍🩹

oh boy.

nsfw//

“Suck me off.”

And Max just looks so pathetic. He uses his wrist to try to wipe his eyes red, blotchy, teary, and fixes them on my dick, blinking wet eyelashes. I hear him sniffle.

“What’s wrong, Maxie? You don’t wanna suck me off anymore? You used to leap at the chance.”

He lets out a sob and screws his eyes shut, turning his head to face the floor.

I gently run my fingers through his hair and I definitely don’t miss the keening sound that comes from his throat. He misses my touches.

dear god he’s literally my husband we’re literally married

Jimmy swears he's in a sitcom.

Jey stood there, actively stopping his jaw from dropping. Stunned. Just, in disbelief. “What the fuck?!” As Jimmy turned away, he pulled the headphones back down and was about to say something when his older brother grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

“Step the fuck back, man.” Jimmy had a scowl on his face. “I ain’t playing.”

Struggling in the tight grip of his brother, Jey tried to kick him.

-from my new chapter3 of Taste of Your Own Medicine

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