we are going to fight, and we're going to show the world what professional wrestling is: two men going in there and fighting with passion, with fighting spirit // insp.
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Not them putting the man who wrecked Eddie and Mox marriage on commentary
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Was there ever a time where Adam smiled at him, and the smile was real? Did Adam ever feel anything for him, anything at all?
There’s a flicker of him that hopes it because Adam is just like him. That he was afraid of being tossed aside, and he felt like this was the only way to protect himself. To beat Max to the punch.
He tries to let himself believe that some of it was real. At least some of it meant something. Adam just grew tired of him, like everybody does. It just took him longer than expected.
But Max isn’t that stupid. Stupid enough to trust Adam Cole, perhaps, but not stupid enough to believe Cole ever actually loved him.
And Max sits there, and he wonders. What was the point of all this?
But he already knows the answer. Cole didn’t want to beat him. He wanted to break him.
He didn’t just want to take everything he had. Everything he was. He wanted Max to give him everything not because he had to, but because he wanted to. He wanted Max to do the work for him, to peel himself open like a clementine and feed him that love and trust segment by segment. To burn himself out from the inside.
“Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t,” people say. Max should have known better. He should have remembered that it’s absolutely possible to be both at once.
You couldn’t give me a neurodivergent blorbo with abandonment and betrayal related trauma and expect me not to get all emo about it. Will I make this a full one-shot? Who knows. But all your Adamjf posts made me sad so this is my retaliation.
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