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(As promised, Alfred x Arthur time alone lol.)

Summary: After meeting Alfred on an online site for omegas and alphas to find a mate, Arthur decides to make a trip to America to find out if Alfred really is the right mate for him, and if Alfred will think Arthur is the right one too.
AU: Omegaverse AU, Cowboy AU
Warnings: This will be a slow start fic kinda. In later chapters there will be NSFW content but for now just expect fluff and awkwardness.

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Finn Balor x Reader - Thru a Screen

You bounced your leg up and down nervously as you kept checking the time on your phone. Your best friend in the whole world was having an operation right now and each passing minute was killing you. It all happened so fast. He was having a huge title match just the other night and actually won it… Able to hold it high above his head and now he was laying on a table being cut open… Never in a million years did you think this was happen to him… Finn of all people. The person that was by your side on flights and in the ring as you two climbed the long later up to being professional wrestlers on the main roster. Both of you were called up with the draft with the brand split and it was he happiest day so far for both of you. It seemed like all of your lucky stars were lining up as you both had title shots lined up… And then Finn messed his arm up causing more than his fair share of set backs. As you were lost in thought about over all of the recent events you didn’t even notice the nurse who had walked into the waiting room. “You hear for Mr. Balor??” she asked quietly making you jump. “Y…Yeah sorry…” You got up from your seat and made your way over to her. “He is out of surgery and is expected to have a good recovery… Its gonna be a long road but he should be fine.” She gave you a smile as you let out a sigh of relief. “Can I see him??” You asked shyly. “Yeah of course come on.”

“Heyyy.” You sang quietly as you poked your head through the doorway of the hospital room. “Hey you.” He groggily replied back moving his head to the side to smile over at you. “You look great.” You sat on the side of his bed. “You’ve looked better.” He joked weakly making you laugh. “Always a gentleman.” You laughed more. “Do me a favor??” He asked adjusting himself a bit where he laid. “Depends on what it is.” “Nothing dirty.” He laughed. “Okay then whats up??” You turned more toward him. “And me my phone so I can post it on instagram.” He asked pointing over to where his phone laid. ‘Always thinking of his fans…’ You thought to yourself with a smile as you leaned over to grab his phone. “Alright smile.” You take a pic of him. “You too.” He beckoned you over to squeeze in with him. “Fine but I charge.” You teased. “Been on the main roster for what?? A week or more?? And now you’re one of those girls…” He rolled his eyes and leaned closer to you to take a selfie with you. “You want anything?? The nurse told me you could try and eat something… Want a snack for now?? I’m sure I can talk Sami into bringing you something when he heads over…” You ask getting up from the bed as Finn types one handed on his phone. “Yeah I could eat a snack… You know what I like…” As he spoke he didn’t even look up form his phone. You stood there waiting for him to at least look at you. “What you want an audience?? Shoo get out of here…” He scoffed. “Oh so now that you’re hurt you’re gonna act like a brat??” You propped your hands on your hips. “Duh?? Now go on get??” He couldn’t hold back his smile any longer as you lost it as well. “You’re a brat.” “Back at ya.” 

While you were in the waiting room to grab Finn a snack your phone in your back pocket vibrated. Checking it you smiled yourself at the post you were tagged in. Finn had posted the picture of you two and captioned it with: “A real friends are there when you fall down… #bestfriend #roadtorecovery”

Over the next few weeks you weren’t able to be with Finn as much as you would like. You knew deep down that he would do all in his power to be with you if you were in his situation but you had matches and apperances to keep up. When you two facetimed (which was an overly healthy amount) he would give you a grumpy pout if you said you were going to take off time to see him. “Don’t you dare… I am living my dream of being a women’s superstar through you… If you aint on my tv winning matches I’m not winning matches… Stay you’re having fun… I’ll be back on the road soon enough annoying you… I’ve been saving up mean things to say when I get back just for you.” He always had such a way with words (sarcasm). 

Today you were lined up for a title shot on a PPV. You were all dressed and made up for the show and you sat restless backstage phone in hand waiting for Finn to at least text you. Usually he and you would chill before a match and just get each others minds off the upcoming events. Finally your phone pinged in your hands. “I haven’t even seen what you’re wearing tonight and I already know you look bad ass… You’re gonna do great today… Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do… And just have some fun out there :)” You smiled brightly at his message and set your phone aside to head out into the ring.

Finn sat on his bed watching the PPV event. He turned it up as soon as they announced your match was next. He couldn’t help but grin proudly as the crowd roared as you made your entrance. You looked adorable in your jean shorts and crop top. He rolled his eyes as he saw your crop top was actually one of his shirts from the merch store. Finn watched on pins and needles as you worked it in the ring. He cheered in his room when you would kick out and would yell when the ref said you had your opponent down for two when it was clearly for three. Finally you got the upper hand long enough to have the champ down for more than three counts. He screamed out when you one the women’s title. You held the title high and right at the camera declared “THIS IS FOR FINN!!” He blushed a bit as you cried happy tears and clung to your hard earned reward. His stomach did a bit of flip as a thought went through his head. At that moment all he wanted to do was wrap you up in his good arm and give you a kiss on the lips. He had never thought of you in that way but deep down he knew that he loved you. You were his best friend, his partner in crime the one that would never let him down. He knew in his heart he had to act on this feeling before he grew to regret swallowing it down. He wanted you to be in his life forever. Be his and only his. He wanted to spend the rest of his life trying to make you at least half as happy as you made him. And he was going to start this right now with a phone call to the new champ. 


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subject of wife, or whatever — modern lams au

Uhh, this idea has been floating around in my head for months now. It’s not exactly Hamilton/Laurens, but that’s not important. Note that the writing format is a bit awkward due to the nature of the story, I did the best that I could.

AU of a certain 1779 letter in which Jack Laurens & Alex Hamilton are texting in class, and Alex wants Jack to find him a date to get his mind off of their hot teacher. Rated PG-13 for heavy swearing & sexual references.

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Jack Laurens wished, above all else, that his best friend would listen to him when he asked not to be texted in class. Of course, knowing Alex, no amount of instruction would ever make a difference. The slight buzz of Jack’s cell phone told him as such.

A casual tilt of his bag under the desk gave Jack a visual of the screen. Its lock screen—a group selfie between himself his best friends, Alex and Gil—was replaced with a dull grey sheet and a single notification from iMessage.

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