This is my piece for the Dog Days of Summer Writing Challenge. This is the first piece that I’ve actually posted that’s about a wrestler. I will admit I had a bit of difficulty writing this because I couldn’t decide on who to write for and then I was afraid that it would be too out of character but fuck it, yolo. The following list were my prompts:
Quote 7: Wait no I didn’t-I didn’t mean it like that!
Location 12: The side of the road in the desert
Situation 1: The car has broken down and you two are fighting.
I would love feedback but please, make sure it’s creative criticism and not hate/complaints because honestly I don’t have time for that. Normally I do not get anything like that but I know wrestling fans tend to be a bit crazy( I mean that in the nicest way possible.)
Pairing: Marty Scurll x Reader, Pete Dunne x Reader;
Word Count: 3,562
Warnings: mentions of smut, mentions of suicide
A/N: Literally just repeating myself, I would LOVE feedback.
Below the cut you shall find probably the greatest fic I have ever written.