i saw that trent ;)

Happy. Happy?

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Originally posted by wrestlingsexriot

I was 22 when a simple comment changed my life completely. He caught my eye from the very beginning; not knowing much about him until WWE finally decided to do the UK tournament. He was 19 at the time and my naïve 22 year old self did not know how to handle the feelings I was getting. He was handsome beyond beautiful. The way he carried himself made him seem slightly older but the childish persona would often find its way. Tyler Bate was brilliant absolutely brilliant in my eyes. I was instantly captivated by every movement he did.

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Catch Me if You Can

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Pairing:  Trent Seven/FC

Category:  Smut

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“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

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tyler bate - make it up to you.

SUMMARY: boy and girl are best friends.. girl is in love with boy, boy is in love with girl.. both think they don’t stand a chance. friend of girl gets it in her head that SHE ALSO likes boy and being bolder, she makes a move. boy and girls so called friend wind up dating. girl is hurt, tries to warn boy what he’s getting himself into. boy and girl fight and girl decides she can’t be close to watch boy get his heart broken..so called friend fucks anything with a penis. boy finds out. boy goes to girl.. feelings are admitted. FLUFF OVERLOAD. AND ANGST A LIL BIT.

This… it was inspired by a) my apparent need to cry my eyes at 10 pm as I wrote it… and an ask that I saw on @wwesmutdonedirtcheap blog earlier about how some chick cheated on the poor bby I know as my sexy british husband… Anyway, yeah. If I have to cry?? bet your asses?? you will cry too???

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When he started dating her, you had to distance. You couldn’t just stand back, watch the guy you loved falling in love with someone else, it was like slow and steady torture. Eventually, you moved out of the flat you’d been sharing with Tyler and Pete and Trent.. the last you heard, Tyler’s girlfriend was living there in your old room.


And then, earlier, you’d run into Pete at the fitness center near Full Sail and he told you something pretty bad about  Tyler and this new girlfriend of his.. How she was screwing around and every time he or Trent tried to tell Tyler, it ended in them arguing.. How the girl had Tyler brainwashed into believing she was this angel and she’d never do that.


You sighed as Pete stood there, recounting it all to you and you bit your lip. “She was like that all through high school so it honestly doesn’t surprise me… But why tell me?” you asked the question, your head slightly tilted to the side. One of the 5 year olds you taught ballet to ran to the door and you gave her a gentle smile and then told her you’d be in to start class in a few seconds.


“I’m tellin you because Trent and I aren’t stupid, okay? We both saw the way you looked at him. And we know that he..”


“He what, Dunne?”

“He liked you.. A lot. And if he thought he had a chance, he’d probably have told ya. But you were always dating the guys you dated..” Pete eyed you and you felt your heart speed up a little bit. You must have given some kind of sign that you were happy about what he told you, because he chuckled and then mused aloud, “I knew it.”


“But.. I can’t be around them together, okay? It kills me.. Especially since Viv did what she did.”


Pete raised his brow.

You went on to explain.. “I had it all planned out, you know? Candles, that damned carbonera he liked so much when I cooked it… I was even going to kick you two goons out of the apartment.. But Viv, she  got to him before me and she made it seem as if she’d liked him for a long time and I wasn’t interested in him at all…” you paused, wincing at the memory of how it all played out, how you came back from making a last minute dessert  run to find Viv and Tyler in the kitchen, Viv taking all the credit for what you’d set up to finally reveal your feelings to Tyler.


Pete swore and shook his head. “Point in me telling you is this.. She’s going to break up with him tonight.. She has no choice. I caught her screwing the guy who lives in that apartment under ours and I got proof. Tyler, he’s… He’s tough.. Nowhere near tough as Trent or me…”


“And you want me to do what?” you eyed Pete, trying to figure out what he was getting at and you continued quietly, “Because if he’s really in love with her, it’s not going to make a difference?”


“That’s the thing, okay? He’s not.”

Pete dug around in the baggy gym shorts he wore and held out his phone, pressing play. You bit your lip as you listened, heard  Tyler sort of drunkenly pouring everything out to Trent and Pete and Mandrews.


But it still wasn’t clear what Pete expected you to do..

Before you could ask him again what you were supposed to do with everything you’d just been told, Pete was gone and you were left standing in the doorway of the dance studio, puzzled. You shook your head, shoved it out of your mind and went into the studio to teach your dance class.


By the time you’d gotten back to your apartment that night, after stopping to have a few drinks with some of the girls you worked at the hospital nearby with, you’d pretty much told yourself that Tyler was drunk on the recording, that maybe his feelings had changed since then..


The streetlight came on and you saw Tyler leaned against it, hands in the pocket of his leather jacket, head down. You bit your lip as your heart sped up a little and promptly felt like it was breaking when he looked up and right at you and you could tell that he wanted to cry but he wasn’t about to do it and look weak.


“G’head. Tell me ya told me so. I’ll deserve it.” he muttered the words quietly, a hurt and half hearted tone in his voice that was killing you. You dug out your keys and then unlocked the door, called out to him quietly, “ Do you wanna come in?”


“Do you want me to come in? I.. I won’t blame you if you don’t.” and you sighed, stepping up to him and grabbing his hand to lead him inside. Shutting the door behind you, you slipped off your jacket and your shoes and Tyler took off his jacket, his eyes darting around the apartment. You still had all the pictures taken while you two were best friends out and hanging up on the walls. Naturally, there were a myriad of candles all over, books  stacked spontaneously throughout and he smiled, despite himself. It hit him then, just how hard you not being his best friend anymore had been.


You’d made your way into the kitchen, coming back out with a yogurt and a spoon and the rest of the sandwich you’d taken for lunch for him and you tapped his shoulder, holding out the sandwich as you took a bite of the yogurt.


“I should have listened to you..” were the first words from his mouth and you sighed quietly, shrugging. “You thought you were in love with her.” you explained it to him quietly and he shrugged as he muttered, “Thought being the key word.”


Before you could stop yourself, you’d put down your yogurt cup and you were pulling him into a hug, sighing softly when your nose filled with the scent of his cologne and his arms wrapped right back around you, squeezing you almost tightly enough that you gasped and told him in a voice muffled by his shirt, “I can’t breathe, big guy..” but you were hugging back just as tightly. You did not want to let go and if it hadn’t been for the breathing issue, you wouldn’t have. He let his hold loose a little and you looked up at him, swallowing hard.


It killed you, seeing him so upset. It killed you even more than the fact that you weren’t best friends anymore, that you’d basically had to get away, get some distance just to keep from driving yourself crazy watching him with her.


You pulled him down onto the couch after you’d sat down, turning on the tv set. For a few minutes, it was quiet, neither of you said anything. He’d been laying sprawled out on the couch, his head was on your leg, you were trailing your fingers through his hair as you watched the soap opera you’d recorded for the day… Until you felt him staring up at you intently.


“What?”

“Just thinking about how much I missed this.” his voice was huskier somehow and you bit your lip as you clenched your thighs because his eyes had this.. This look to them. Swallowing hard, you licked your spoon and then admitted quietly, “So did I.”


It was true… Even if you did want more, you missed just knowing he was your friend.

He was sitting up and you eyed him.


“You want to talk about what happened?” you asked him the question quietly and he shook his head. “I’d rather not think about it..” Tyler shook his head, trailed off and you’d almost swear that you heard him adding under his breath, “Or how stupid I was.”


You bit your lip and his eyes followed the gesture.

“What if I told ya I just wanted to lay here and hold you?” he asked the question tentatively and you nearly choked on the yogurt you’d just taken a bite of but you answered quietly, “Are you telling me that?”


He gave a nod and you grabbed the zebra print throw blanket on the end of the couch, pulling it over the two of you as you settled in against him and his arms slipped around you. Before you stopped being friends, this wasn’t an unusual thing and as his arms wrapped around you, you couldn’t help but think that it felt just as good and just as right as it had before everything came to an abrupt end.


You rolled over to face him after a few more seconds and him chuckling quietly when you were swearing at the tv set because the show was not going how you thought it should go. “Tyler, I’m sorry.. I never should have been childish and stopped being your friend.” you were in mid sentence when his grip tightened on you and you were molded completely against his body as he lowered his lips to yours, his tongue slipping past your lips slowly. You groaned, you started out clutching his t shirt to attempt stopping him from just doing what he was doing, you wound up gripping a handful of his t shirt and slipping your leg over his hip, his hand moving slowly over your leg.


“I just want to not think about it.. I’m sorry I said all the stuff I said to you when you tried to warn me about her.. I’m sorry I didn’t…” Tyler trailed off, deepening the kiss as you nipped at his lip and he groaned into your mouth. “Don’t apologize, okay? Just stop.” you muttered against his lips as he rolled onto his back and pulled you on top of him, laying flat against his body, continued to kiss you, his lips straying, moving slowly down your neck.


“Maybe..” you trailed off..

“Maybe what?” he asked breathlessly as he stopped kissing you to fix his eyes on you. You bit your lip and told him quietly, “You just got hurt really badly..”


“You’re right, I just… Coming here and seeing you again, realizing how much I missed you.” Tyler admitted as you licked your lips, swallowing hard to calm yourself down, mentally kicking yourself for stopping things before they got too far. But it was better than just rushing into something.


“I missed you too, okay?” you told him quietly as you trailed your fingers through his hair. His hands locked across your lower back, holding you in place as he kissed you again. You kissed him again and then asked quietly, “Do you want to… Do you want to stay over?”


“Do you want me to stay?” he asked the question quietly and you nodded, giving him a soft smile. “I really have missed you.” you told him quietly as he gave you a bright smirk and then hugged you against him.


“Did you really set up that whole dinner?” he asked and you stared at him, nodding slowly. “Then Viv took credit for it.. And I just.. I saw how happy she made you..” you admitted as he sighed and swore.


“It’s okay, Tyler.”

“No, it isn’t.” he shook his head and hugged you against him, his lips finding your forehead as he told you in a quiet voice, “So you really felt…”


“Feel.” you admitted, swallowing hard as you added, “Because I never got over it, okay? I still feel the same way. I just don’t want you to throw yourself into this because she hurt you?” and  Tyler shook his head. “I felt the same way, I just figured that if I said anything, you’d laugh.”


“Never..”

“Let me make the whole thing up to you..” he muttered quietly as his lips found yours again and his hands massaged your lower back, his thumbs trailing lazy circles on your skin as you bit back a whimper and smiled into the kiss. “I’d like that..” you admitted and he smiled, hugging against you, both of you yawning.

Happy. Happy?: Part 7

Originally posted by codchrist

Originally posted by meikosatomura

Here it is the last part of this beautiful series. I knew how it was going to end but I couldn’t exactly put it in to words (which explains the mini hiatus on the story a while back) but anyways thank you to those who have been commenting and giving me feedback. You have no idea how much drive that gives a writer.

~Stay Groovy

Part 6  

 

Quickly after his teasing sentence Matt had pulled him away before I could tell him my thoughts. The match itself was amazing. The crowd was loving every second of it and I had forgotten what had happened altogether. It wasn’t until I noticed how stiff Kenny was hitting Tyler that while others may have found it innocent I knew it was anything but. I could tell Tyler was getting angry and it wasn’t hard to notice that the others made sure they weren’t in the ring together for long.

The match ended soon after and I made my way towards the back where everyone would be at. I could hear harsh voices and it wasn’t until I turned the corner that I saw Tyler being held back by Pete and Trent. The Bucks were behind Kenny but never once touching him. His posture seemed relaxed and it wasn’t until I got closer that I noticed Kenny having a cocky smile on his lips.

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Someday~ Trent Seven Imagine

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Your head turns as you heard the jingle of the door being opened bringing you out of your thoughts. You have been thinking about one of your brother’s friend, Trent. Just not long ago you had signed with NXT as the new meat on the roster.

Trent didn’t even know you existed until Tyler mentioned you and the fact that you ran up to Tyler jumping on his back, scaring your brother.  As soon as his eyes land on you, he was star struck. He never saw such a beauty in his life until you. 

When your eyes met Trent, if felt like everything stopped. 

Putting the remote on the table in front of you, you smiled seeing Tyler walked through the door. 

Tyler and you haven’t seen each other for months. He was off in the UK, while you were here. You wrestled in the indies before singing with NXT, you were opposite of your brother. Ruthless in the ring, Jinx was your ring name. Tyler and you had a really close bond with one another. The two of you were inseparable; he was your best friend and you were his. He was much older than him though, but that didn’t matter. 

He made you so proud. You always encouraged him to do pursue his dream.

You ran put to him, tackling him to the ground making him laugh. 

“ Look at that hair!” you teased once you stood back up. 

“ Would be nice if you didn’t leave me behind” a voice said, walking through the door. Tyler must of left it opened, Trent just walked in making your breath hitch. 

They have been friends for a while now as Tyler told you. You could always hear Treat’s voice when you talked to Tyler over face time or on the phone. Trent was a beautiful man, his mustache was one of your favorite things about him. 

You don’t know anything about him but heard he was a sweet guy. Tyler knew that look on your face when he saw you eyeing Trent when you first met him. He knew you were interested in him. Your brother wanted you to be happy.

“ Got a girl yet brother?” you asked.

“ Nah, he hasn’t screwed anyone in a long time as far as I know” Trent says, chuckling. Tyler sends him a glare, “ Fuck off Trent.” 

“ I don’t think I will” 

Tyler groaned.

“ How about you Y/N? Screwed anyone?”

“Tyler!” you threw one of your shoes at him, it missed though. Tyler cackled,sitting on the couch. 

“ I’m sorry but I had to ask” you groaned walking into the living room, sitting on the couch. Trent following, sitting besides you. You let your legs rest on him, Trent glanced down then back up at you with an eyebrow raised. You simply shrugged, winking at him.

This surprised him, he chuckled placing his hand on your leg. The warmth from his hand making you smile. 

“ Are you really not seeing anyone?” Trent ask. You shake your head shocking him. “ What? Why not?” 

“ I guess I’m just not good enough” 

“ That’s bull and you know it Y/N” Tyler says as he was just sitting, listening to the conversation. You shrugged, sighing to yourself. You wanted to fall in love and find yourself a man that would treat you right. 

You changed the subject, nudging Trent. 

“ What are you doing here?” 

“ Staying here for awhile, you don’t mind?”

“ No, it would be good to have someone other than Tyler here” 

Trent and you smiled at one another. 


It was getting dark outside. You could feel Trent’s gaze on you as you walked in and out of your room through the day. He was hanging out with Tyler, as Tyler talked to him. Trent didn’t pay attention to him but his eyes were on you. 

You walked out of you room joining them back on the couch to watch a movie. They had put on Freddy vs Jason, they loved scary movies and you did too.

You had seen this movie more than 5 times so you grew bored, instead of continuing to watch, you walked into your room. Slipping into something more comfortable, taking off your bra putting on just a big shirt and shorts. Falling onto your bed, a happy sigh escaped your lips. 

The door to your bedroom door opened, you didn’t hear Trent walking in. You jumped hearing his voice, “ I’m sorry. It’s just your brother fell asleep watching the movie and I grew bored..” He stopped to continue his sentence as his eyes set on your bare legs and onto the big shirt you were wearing. He saw that you weren’t wearing a bra. 

He swallowed the lump in his throat making his way over to your bed, sitting on the edge of it. 

“ Before, when you said you weren’t seeing someone. You looked so down, Y/N. One day you will find that someone that makes you smile. Maybe you haven’t just looked that close” you turned your head, confused to what he was talking about to find his face inches away from yours. 

Your cheeks heated up seeing there was only a little space between you two.Your hand was brushing up against his, sending shivers down your spine. 

“ R-really?” you stuttered over your words as your breath picked up. 

He nodded leaning over, placing his hands on either side of your head. 

He was so close, you could kiss him. The way he was looking at you made you press your thighs together feeling the wetness forming in between your legs. The intense eye contact between you two send something inside you. He edged closer. 

He brushed his lips against your cheek, feeling his mustache and beard brush making you giggle. Trent chuckled to himself before his lips pressed against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You gasped, feeling him nibble at your skin following by him sucking gently. 

You arched your back, lips apart and moaning his name softly. The wetness in your core couldn’t of became more wetter. 

Trent moved his hand to rest on your thighs, the contact of his hand making you squirm under him. His hand was inching towards the place you wanted him to touch at most. 

He notices the way you react to the way he touches you.

His lips move from your neck to your jaw, placing small kisses along until he reaches your lips, your lips move with him like a dance.

You felt his hands slip underneath your shirt, finding your shorts tugging on them. He began to pull them down,trying to get them off of you. 

Lifting up your hips , allowing him to take them off of you. Your lips parted from him for a moment. Trent moved his hand to your panties, pushing them to the side giving him full access of your core to him. His fingers brush against your core.

He glances down, a wide smirk on his face as he sees his fingers soaked with your juice. 

“ All wet for me” he looks up at you, smirk widens. He leans down, mumbling against your lips, “ You want me baby girl?” you nodded your head, kissing him, tugging on his bottom lip with your teeth. 

He teased you with brushing his fingers against your core, stroking up and down before rubbing your clit with his thumbs, inserting a finger inside you. 

You let out a loud moan, arching your back. Trent chuckled watching you grab onto your sheet, fisting them trying to not be too loud. 

“ Tyler is in the living room, be quite baby girl. Don’t need to wake him up” He shocked you by replacing his finger with his tongue. 

“ Shit! Trent!” you moaned, eyes going wide. Your hand going to his shoulder, digging your nails into it. His other hand moved your shirt up, exposing your breast to him .He took one in his hand, massaging your breast in his hand. 

“ You taste amazing” He purred as he continued to lick your clit, nibbling on it even making you buck your hips. 

You felt yourself becoming closer to your orgasm, one hand digging into his shoulder while the other is grabbing onto the bed sheet. 

“ Trent! Jesus !”

He continue to flick his tongue against your clit. Reaching your orgasm, Trent licked your juice. He stood up, your juice was on his beard and on his chin. He wiped his mouth before unbuckling his pants revealing a full on erection that was covered by black boxers. 

He hovered back over you, glancing down at you. 

Pecking his lips,you pushed him so you were on top. Placing your hands on his chest you said, “ I want to make you feel good now.” 

Your hand went down to the throbbing erection hidden beneath his black boxers. Stroking his cock, slowly through the thin boxers he was wearing feeling him squirm under your touch. 

Trent grabbed onto your wrist guiding you underneath his boxers, freeing him from them. He took off his boxers throwing them somewhere in your room. You took his cock in your hand, kissing the tip of it before licking the precum. 

He groaned, his hand going into your hair.

You placed your lips around his tip, slowly moving your head up and down as you took more of his length into your mouth. You couldn’t fit all of it in, using your hand to pump the remaining space. Tugging on your hair, he guided you to the pace he wanted you to go. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, as a moan escaped his lips. 

“ Shit..” he mumbles, a grunt escapes the back of his throat. You removed your mouth from him, using your hand to pump him, faster pace. 

He did not tell you when he was cumming, it surprised you when his cum spilled onto his cock, dripping down your hand and some going onto his stomach.

Straddling his waist, you leaned down licking his cum off his stomach, keeping eye contact with him. Sitting back after, licking your fingers sending him a wink.

“ Dirty girl” he smirked, watching you. After you were finished, leaned down kissing him before cuddling by his side. 

“ You have no idea how much I wanted you since I first saw you” He says, kissing your forehead. 

“ Me too” 

“ Trent! Where are you man?” your brother yelled, waking up from his sleep. Trent looked down at you, “ Close your eyes beautiful. Let him find us. He wanted us together.  I want you to be mine.” 

“ I was yours from the moment we locked eyes” 

“ I will be here, sleep my angel” 

You closed your eyes, a smile on your face as Trent followed. Your bedroom door opened, Tyler found you and Trent cuddled up together.

“ Finally” He mumbles to himself before closing the door.

Why I sleep with my bedroom door shut.

My parents divorced when I was eight years old. They had just purchased a house together in the woods in Walker, Louisiana, which is twenty or so miles from Baton Rouge. After seeing his subsequent relationships, I realize that this is something my father does when his marriage is rocky- he sells his house and then buys or builds a new one for the sake of distraction. I’ve actually seen it work for him. Once engaged in a new project and excited by the possibilities, his wife might forget to ask why he was out so late, who he was with, and why he smells like another woman’s perfume. But this time, his trick didn’t work. My mother had had enough. I don’t even think we lived in that house in the woods for a full year before my mother suggested he go stay with his whore instead.

I wasn’t terribly upset by this. My father and I had never been close. He was a no-nonsense high school coach, and I was bookish and skinny and weird. Far from the athlete he’d wanted. Though, to be fair, he didn’t try to push me into sports or pressure me to follow football. Instead, he ignored me entirely in favor of my little brother, Trent, who seemed like he was born with a ball in his hand. Trent didn’t play one sport, he played all of them, starting when he was merely a toddler. I never resented either of them for this, I merely mention it to help paint a picture of my brother. If Trent and I had been one person, we’d be a very well-rounded individual. Me, precocious and dreamy and even-tempered. Trent, sporty and rough and emotional, living up very well to the reputation that came with his bright red hair even when he was still in diapers. You couldn’t have two more opposite children. But we loved each other fiercely, particularly in the early years of our parents’ divorce. Though there were three bedrooms in this house in the woods, Trent and I shared one, not wanting to be separated.

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According To Plan // Pete Dunne

again– no prompt. sorry if it sucks.

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I stumbled in the bathroom, trying to control my breathing as I looked down at the blue and white stick on the counter. Pregnant. How could I tell Pete? He had just won his first WWE titles, I couldn’t ask to just ‘oh yeah I know you just got your dream but I’m pregnant so you need to drop it.’ It wasn’t right. I tossed the stick into the trash when I heard the hotel door open, signaling that Pete was here. Now or never, I guess.

“Hey, Y/N, remember how we were talking about kids?” Shit.. I nodded my head, not wanting to speak or look at Pete directly. “Well I’ve been thinking. You know, maybe before we do all that-”

“Pete, I’m pregnant."I whispered, cutting him off. The hotel room went silent, neither one of us talking. I kept my gaze on the odd carpet pattern of the floor while I could see Pete looking at me from the corner of my eye.

"What?” I let out a breath, looking at Pete in the face. His eyes were big, they seemed scared, maybe a bit sad. “Well, hell. This isn’t going according to my plan.”

“What was your plan, Pete?” I arched an eyebrow at him. Pete tried to talk but only the beginning of his words came out as he motioned his hands. Any other time, I would be laughing, but I wasn’t sure if either one of us would be after tonight.

“I was going to say that, maybe, before we try for kids, we do this.” Pete leaned back on one hand, using the other the pull out a small box from his pocket. “I was gonna say let’s go ahead and get married, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to put any pregnant woman under the stress of a wedding.”

I laughed a bit and shook my head at Pete. He smiled and wrapped his arms around me, tugging both of us down as he fell back onto the bed.

“I know it’s not all cutesy and romantic like most guys do when they properly to their girlfriends, but I don’t think I can top a pregnancy announcement.” I laughed again and kissed Pete lightly, trying to get him to stop rambling. “I could try.”

“Go on then, Peter. Let’s see what you’ve got.” I tossed a leg over his and set my chin on his shoulder, looking up at him.

“Well, Y/N, if you would walk over there, Pete pointed to the glass door on the balcony. "I would’ve given you this long-arse speech about how amazing you are. Maybe throw in something about you being a fuckin’ psycho, but hey, I love you none the less.” I giggled and hit Pete’s arm lightly as we got up and walked out onto the balcony. “Make some cheesy comment about how beautiful the city is, but the view is better looking at you. Add in the fact that you’re literally the only girl I’ve ever chased after.”

I looked down at my feet and blushed. Who knew some random girl could tame Pete Dunne?

“Then, have you look at that because it’s the closest thing to romantic that I could come up with.” I looked out to where Pete was pointing. Mark Andrews, Trent Seven, & Tyler Bate were both outside, a small distance from the hotel, scrambling around in what looked to be cords. Pete whistled down at them and their heads snapped up before Trent dove for something on the ground, smacking it. A single light appeared near the ground, confusion spreading across all of their faces. “Shit.” Trent rapidly pressed something in his hand before a glow lit up the area surrounding them.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” Pete took my hand and got down on one knee. “I know this is extremely cheesy and kind of sucky because I’m not the romantic type, but um..” Pete motioned to the light outside the hotel. 'Will You Marry Me?’ was written in light bulbs, the three men standing proudly, looking up at Pete and I.

“You’re an idiot if you think I’m going to say no.” Pete smiled a bit, opening the little black box.

“So that’s a-” “Hell yes.” I heard Trent, Tyler, and Mark cheering as Pete lifted me up. I looked down and saw Trent tackling Tyler and Mark shouting at random pedestrians while pointing at us. I rolled my eyes and kissed Pete, then sat my head on his shoulder and stared at the ring.

“Now, according to this plan, what about this kid?”

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Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

In my 22 years of life I cannot recall a time where my parents did not fight. It was a constant heartache and I learned from a young age that “love” is not what movies made it seem. While my parents continue to stay together I can see the unhappiness in their eyes. They fell out of love a long time ago but stayed together because all they knew was each other.

As I got older I made a promise to myself to never be like my parents. I don’t want to be in a relationship where one person is happy and the other is suffering. The look in Tyler’s eyes when he saw Toni was agonizing. I couldn’t determine what hurt the must the ache in my head or the burn I felt in my chest.

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Labor and Delivery - Trent Seven

Originally posted by infamousheel

“Are you ready?” Trent asked as I zipped up the hospital bag. I sighed before turning to face him. 
“Honestly, no. I’m having major surgery and i’m nervous.” I answered. Today was my scheduled c-section. Trent and I were about to welcome our first baby into the world.  Trent walked over to me.
He placed his hand on my nine month pregnant belly. “Everything is going to be alright. In a few hours, we will be meeting our little boy or girl.” Trent said, trying to reassure me. We also didn’t know the gender either. 
I just took a deep breath. Trent pulled me into his arms. “Everything is going to be okay, love.” He whispered, kissing my forehead.

The hospital wasn’t far from where we lived. I was now in my hospital gown and the nurse was getting ready to come in to do my IV. 
I threw my hair into a bun as the nurse came into the room. 
“Is this your first child?” She asked as she put gloves on. I smiled and nodded.
“Do you know the gender?” She asked.
“We decided to find out at delivery.” Trent answered, squeezing my hand. The nurse smiled and nodded. 
I closed my eyes as she got ready to put the IV in. 

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My Brother, Trent (Part 1)

Characters: Trent,13 Ethan, 20

As the moon cast a soft luminescent glow to my room, I laid in my bed wearing only my jockstrap trying to get some sleep. Then, the door slowly creaked open. Ignoring it, I tried to get back to my sleep. Just then, I felt someone caress my pec. Felling curious I took a peak and saw my brother Trent who was wearing only his briefs. Not wanting to alarm him, I left him continue caressing my pecs. Afterwards he went on to tease my nipples by rubbing them. Suddenly, he did something that I did not expect him to do. He began licking My nipples. His tongue swirled around in a circular motion giving me pleasure I never felt before. At this instance I felt my member getting hard. Shit, I shouldn’t be getting hard by My brother but I was. Trent then began caressing my abs slowing making his way down to my dick. There was a sudden pause. Trent then began pulling down my jockstrap to reveal my 6.5 inch uncut dick. It was at this point that I began to feel uneasy. I then proceeded to grab Trent by his hair, afterwords I sat at the edge of the bed . “ What the fuck do you think you were doing Trent?” I growled as I made Trent go down on his knees. “Sorry Ethan, I jus…jus…just wanted to look at your dick” as Trent gave his innocent looking face, “ and maybe to also have a taste of your dick”. “Fucking fag!” I growled. I looked down at my dick to see that it was still hard. I gave Trent a sinister grin. “ I will let you off, only if my dick is satisfied with your service.” I proceeded to point my rock hard dick at Trent. Trent took a second to look at my dick and without hesitant he took my dick head into his warm and moist mouth using his tongue, Trent tried to give my dick the best blowjob he could do. Feeling the pace going a little slow I grabbed Trent by his hair and forced him to deepthroat my entire 6.5 inch dick. Trent gaged and almost threw up but I knew his limitations and released him. Soon Trent was back sucking my dick. The pleasure was intense and I soon felt that I was going to cum soon. “Drink every drop of my cum Trent!” as I moaned before cumming a huge load into Trent’s mouth. Trent clearly had a hard time accepting the taste of cum but eventually he swallowed every drop of my precious liquid. “Was that enough to satisfy you Ethan?” Trent asked. “ Not quite Trent, I still have your sweet juicy ass to fuck!”  

___________________To Be Continued In Part 2 ____________________________

Some points about last night’s show now that I’ve collected my thoughts


  • I saw Trent and Chuck outside of the arena but unfortunately I was in the car, and jumping out might have been…too much lmao
  • Will Ospreay was walking around eating a very large bag of sour patch kids and carrying his title.
  • They kept calling for people for the Ospreay, Kushida, Yoshi hashi, Yano, Jay white signings…cause everyone went to bc one. Wish I’d had more money.
  • I was like the 10th person to meet Kenny and waiting 2 hours for the doors to open was so worth it.
  • He was very sweet and I literally could not find the words, and for someone who talks all the time that’s, that’s a feat bud.
  • He is actually like, very slim? I was so surprised, I mean, ass for days that shit is real, but his waist is not the thickness it appears elsewhere. Everything about Kenneth is a work, down to how his body looks, bc he looks like a monster but is like really not? He looks athletic.

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laziestgirlintheworld  asked:

U gave me Trent Barreta feels. I only saw him as a dork before now I think he is kinda hot. Thanks a lot LOL. That being said can you please give me a Trent? fic

I agree, I also think I gave myself Trent feels. Maybe I can break the pact and speak about that night at the bar 😮

BUTTERS: Did something happen outside? 
TRENT: Well I saw Kenny Mccormick.
TRENT: Had a nice talk with him. 
BUTTERS: Kenny? Can I invite him too? The more the better.
TRENT: No. 
BUTTERS: But these Internet folks want to know something.
BUTTERS: I can’t answer it and you won’t answer. I know you.
TRENT: Leopold, I said no.
BUTTERS: But—
TRENT: I’ll answer everything later, alright? 
TRENT: Just give me a little time…
BUTTERS: alright…