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Masterpiece (Songfic Mini Series)

Word Count: 1,262

Summary: Tyler comes to terms with his mistakes. Can he be forgiven?

Warnings: very sad, groveling, illusion to cheating

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song: Masterpiece by Motionless In White

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A/N: this is my interpretation of the song!

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Third Person POV

All the stupid lies and the stupid games

Left a vacancy in this picture frame

A prisoner by my own hands

'Cause if I can't have me, then no one can

The rain fell relentlessly outside, matching the tumultuous storm brewing within Tyler's heart. He sat alone in his dimly lit apartment, the weight of his mistakes bearing down on him like a suffocating blanket. Memories of his infidelity haunted him, tormenting him with the pain he had caused his partner, Y/N.

As he stared at the empty space beside him, Tyler's mind replayed the events that had led to this moment. He had succumbed to temptation, seeking solace in the arms of another woman when he should have been cherishing the love he shared with Y/N. The guilt gnawed at his soul, consuming him from the inside out.

I need to heal what I inflict

But I'll burn that bridge when I get to it

As I play roulette with a broken gun

I confess these sins with a sharp and spiteful tongue

But now, as he sat in the silence of his remorse, Tyler knew that he couldn't undo the damage he had done. He couldn't erase the hurt in Y/N's eyes, the betrayal etched into her every glance. All he could do was try to make amends, to beg for her forgiveness, and pray that she would find it in her heart to give him another chance.

With a heavy sigh, Tyler reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he dialed Y/N's number. Each ring felt like a countdown to his own reckoning, a reminder of the consequences of his actions.

So how do I apologize

And put the tears back in your eyes

When every canvas that I paint

Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes?

"Hello?" Y/N's voice was distant, guarded.

"It's me," Tyler replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I... I need to talk to you."

They sat in silence, the weight of their unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. Hook could feel Y/N’s energy, filled with a mixture of anger, hurt, and disappointment. He knew he had caused her pain, and had shattered the trust between them with his careless actions.

The long pause on the other end of the line continued for a few more seconds, as if Y/N were debating whether or not to hang up. But finally, she spoke again, her voice tinged with bitterness. "What could you possibly have to say that would make any difference now?"

Outlined in guilt, my portrait stares

In a gallery where the walls lie bare

Tyler closed his eyes, his heart breaking at the sound of Y/N's pain. "I know I've hurt you, Y/N. I'm sorry," Tyler whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "I know I've hurt you, and I don't expect you to forgive me. But I need you to know that I regret what I did more than anything."

Y/N remained silent, her gaze fixed on the floor. Tyler could sense the tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.

"I never meant to hurt you," Tyler continued, his voice trembling with sincerity. "I was selfish and foolish, and I let my own insecurities and fears drive me to do things I'm not proud of."

But he refused to give up hope. He refused to let his past mistakes define him, to let them destroy any chance he had of making things right with Y/N.

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness," Tyler said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to earn it. I'll spend the rest of my life proving to you that I'm worthy of your love, that I'm capable of change."

As I modernize my antique ways

True colors can't escape the brush of fate

But his words felt hollow, meaningless in the face of the pain he had caused. Y/N had trusted him, had believed in their love, and he had betrayed her in the worst possible way.

The silence that followed was deafening, suffocating. Tyler held his breath, waiting for Y/N's response, praying for a glimmer of hope in the darkness of his own despair.

As the moments stretched into eternity, Tyler could feel the weight of his guilt crushing him, suffocating him with its intensity. He wanted nothing more than to turn back time, to undo the mistakes he had made and erase the pain he had caused.

But he knew that was impossible. All he could do now was try to make amends, to find a way to rebuild the trust he had so callously destroyed.

"I don't know if I can ever trust you again, Tyler," Y/N finally said, her voice trembling with emotion, "You've broken my heart, shattered it into a million pieces. I don't know if it's even possible to put it back together again."

So how do I apologize

And put the tears back in your eyes

On every canvas that I paint

Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes?

Tyler felt a pang of despair grip his heart, the realization of the depth of his betrayal hitting him like a tidal wave. He had destroyed the one thing that had meant everything to him and had pushed away the person he loved more than life itself.

The weight of her words are like a physical blow, each syllable driving home the magnitude of his betrayal. But he refused to give up hope, refused to let his own failures define him.

"I understand," Tyler replied, his voice steady despite the turmoil raging within him. "But please, Y/N... give me a chance to make things right. I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust."

Illustrate all my pain

And set it all ablaze

Burn

And set it all ablaze

There was a long pause, during which Tyler held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest. Then, finally, Y/N spoke again, her voice softening ever so slightly.

"I need time, Tyler," she said. "I need to figure out if I can ever forgive you."

"I want to believe you, Tyler," she said softly. "But I don't know if I can ever trust you again. You've hurt me in ways I never thought possible."

Tyler nodded, even though Y/N couldn't see him. "Take all the time you need," he said. "I'll be here, waiting for you."

So how do I apologize

And put the tears back in your eyes

When every canvas that I paint

Is a masterpiece of my mistakes?

As he hung up the phone, Tyler felt a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness of his own remorse. He knew that winning back Y/N's trust would be a long and arduous journey, filled with obstacles and setbacks. But he was willing to do whatever it took to make things right, to mend the bond he had broken with his own careless actions.

For in the end, Tyler knew that love was worth fighting for, even when the shadows of regret threatened to consume him whole. And as he stared out into the rain-soaked night, he vowed to himself that he would never again let his own weaknesses destroy the precious gift of Y/N's love.

And in the light of my demise

I see my failures in your eyes

Every canvas that I paint

Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes

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hookhausenschips · 10 months

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Slippery Fingers

Pairings: HOOK x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,036 words

Warnings: SMUT 18+, dirty talk, semi public sex, some smartass comments, some light anxiety, maybe slow burn, fluff.

Summary: an accidental text leads to a very eventful time after Hook’s match

A/N: this is the longest imagine I think I’ve written. I hope you all enjoy it because let me tell you, this was a wild ride writing this. NOT PROOFREAD!

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Y/N’S POV

I am currently sitting in catering scrolling through tiktok waiting to film some segments. Being the only girl in the faction of the Acclaimed has been a very interesting journey, but a fun one nonetheless. Those three really keep me on my toes. Plus I’ve gained some friendships thanks to Anthony. Many people know them as “The Lads” which is Darius and Dante Martin, Action Andretti, Anthony, and HOOK. As well as making friends with some of the women’s roster like Skye, Willow, Jade, and Britt. I don’t know what I would do without the girls, even if they constantly tease me about a certain FTW champion.

Tonight is a very hectic night on Dynamite, many people racing around backstage. Including talent getting ready for their matches or filming promos. “There she is and looking gorgeous as ever.” I hear a voice say entering catering,. I look up to see Skye and Willow walking towards me. I smile and stand up to hug the duo. I was wearing an acclaimed crop top and some cargo pants. “Hey you two, I thought you weren’t going to be coming tonight?” I questioned as we sat together. “Well we heard from Anthony that you guys had to film some stuff so we thought we would come see our favorite scissor girl.” Willow giggled. I rolled my eyes, “That’s worse than ‘Ass girl’ Willow oh my god.” I groaned. The girls laughed. “And besides we heard your boy toy is having a match with Jack tonight.” Skye smirked. I could feel myself start to blush. “He’s not my boy toy. Tyler and I are just friends.” I said. “Yeah sure, ‘friends’. Because we’ve noticed those heart eyes you give him any time he’s around. And god that sexual tension. Girl if you don’t fuck him already. Speak of the devil.” Skye said and pointed towards the entrance of catering where Hook and Jack were coming in.

“Let’s not go into this please. There’s no feelings between me and Tyler.” I whispered. Willow and Skye exchanged a glance. “Oh hey girls didn’t know you three were going to be here tonight.” Jack said after noticing us. My eyes traveled up Tyler’s body, even if he was in his usual sweats and sweatshirt he was still so attractive. “Oh Willow and I aren’t filming anything but we thought we’d stop by anyway.” Skye answered as Willow nodded agreeing. “I’m just waiting to film some stuff with the guys and then probably head back to the hotel.” I answered as Tyler and I made eye contact. The two nodded. “You’re not coming out with Anthony tonight?” Tyler asked. “I would love to just sleep after that terrible flight but I know he’s going drag me along.” I answered. He nodded and before he could speak my phone dinged. I looked down and seen it was Max texting me that the crew was ready to film. I quickly replied that I was on my way. I stood up, “Hey sorry guys I gotta go film but I’ll catch you guys later. Good luck on the match tonight you two.” I said as I squeezed Hook’s arm as I passed the two.

After filming our segment with Renae, I turned my phone back on after taking it out of my pocket. I was standing with Anthony and Max as they discussed what Max would rap this upcoming show. I seen that I had a message from Tyler, which wasn’t uncommon. What I wasn’t expecting was what the message read. ‘You sure about that?’. My body froze as I realized I had accidentally sent a message meant for the person I was hooking up with, ‘If you don’t throw me down and ruin me until the only word I can remember is yours, I’m going to riot😩’ Oh no no no no. “Hey Y/N are you even listening?” Max waved a hand in front of my face. I jumped in shock and turned off my phone screen. “Sorry, what were you saying?” I asked and looked at my faction partners. Anthony squinted his eyes at me, “Are you okay? You look a little hot.” He questioned suspiciously. I nodded my head, “Yeah I’m good. Just have been off since my flight. What did you need me for Max?” I said trying to divert the attention away from me. Max started to explain a part of his rap that he wanted my option on as Anthony kept looking at me suspiciously.

I paced back and forth in the hallway as my mind continued to race around Tyler’s message. What do I do? I opened the groupchat with Willow and Skye and just started texting. ‘Guys I fucked up.’ I continued pacing waiting for a response. It felt like forever when my phone pinged. ‘Did you go off on Austin and Colten?’ Skye typed. I went back to mine and Tyler’s conversation, screenshot it and sent to the girls. Automatically read was seen from the two. ‘How is that a bad thing?’ Willow asked. ‘Because it wasn’t meant for him!!!’ I typed back. ‘Okay Y/N listen. We both know you like Tyler and deep down you have to know the feeling is mutual. Just go talk to him about it. What’s the worst thing that could happen? You getting your back broke?’ I read Skye’s reply. ‘I’ll get back to you guys later. I’ll go see him after his match.’ I answered and then went to the locker room. Thankfully Billy, Anthony, and Max had left a little bit ago. I sat down on one of the chairs and looked up to the screen to see Jack and Hook making it to the ring. God I hope this doesn’t change our friendship.

I’ve seen several Texas Tornado matches in my life and this one definitely kept me on my toes. I was worried for Hook after he took Preston through the table. Preston’s blood was practically everywhere, even on Tyler’s body. It’ll definitely take a lot to get the stains out of his gear. But I would be lying if I said he didn’t look good covered in it. Soon enough the match was over with Hook and Jack taking the win. My heart was in my throat at the realization that now I would have to confront the consequences of my actions. Thankfully I didn’t have any luggage here at the arena so I wouldn’t have to worry about anything here in the locker room.

I stood up and made my way to Hook’s locker room. My anxiety was skyrocketing the closer I got. Stopping in front of his door I started to doubt everything. No I can’t avoid this forever, I took a deep breath and knocked. “Who is it?” I heard his raspy voice. “Uh it’s Y/N. Can we talk?” I questioned. After a couple seconds the door opened and there he stood still in his gear. “Yeah come in.” He said and opened the door for me. “I’m sorry I didn’t realize you haven’t showered yet, I can come back later?” I said stepping inside and turned to face him. He shook his head, “Nah it’s alright you can chill here. I won’t be that long.” He answered. I nodded and watched as he grabbed the stuff he needed and headed to the showers in his locker room.

Lord his back muscles were going to be the death of me. I shook my head and went to sit on the couch next to his backpack. I looked up at the tv to see Anna Jay going against Kris for the TBS Championship. I jumped hearing his voice “So I’m guessing the text is what you want to talk about?” He asked. I nodded and looked to see him shirtless with a towel drying his hair. I could feel my face start to heat up as he walked to the couch and sat next to me. “That was a great match by the way.” I whispered while trying to collect my thoughts and calm my heart from exploding. His lips twitched into a slight smile. I took a deep breath and realized it’s now or never, “Listen I didn’t realize I had sent that to you, it was meant for someone else in all honesty but.” I paused as he grabbed my hand to stop me from fidgeting. “You don’t have to apologize, I get it. Was a little shocking to have it come from you out of all people. I can’t deny that it made me feel a certain way though.” He said. I froze. My heart continued to hammer in my chest, “Tyler don’t play with my feelings right now, I don’t think my heart can handle it.” I whispered as I felt my throat start to tighten and I looked down.

“Hey, hey come on please look at me Y/N.” He said calmly while lifting my head to face him. “I’ve been into you since you literally ran into me on the way to Tony’s office your first day. You blew me away and as I’ve gotten to know you, those feelings have become way stronger. Can I show you how much I feel for you?” He asked. Looking into those brown eyes I could see the sincerity and love that swirled around them. I couldn’t even speak, I pulled him down to kiss me. “Does that answer your question Tyler?” I ask as we pulled away. He smirked, “Always talking, come here and I’ll give you something to talk about.” He said and pulled me onto his lap as we kissed again.

His lips are soft, the taste of mint on his tongue. His hands move along my back and ass, squeezing the flesh there and making me moan. Taking advantage of my open mouth, he slides his tongue alongside your bottom lip before slipping his tongue inside of my mouth. Tyler moans hungrily as my tongue begins to swirl with his. God he is such an amazing kisser. The act makes my pussy clench impatiently in my panties, aching to be touched by him. To feel him fully stretch me out. Tyler pulls off my crop top and throws it across the room. I begin to kiss him all over now: his neck; his jawline; his collarbone; his naked shoulders. "Fuck baby,” Tyler moans as his head falls back against the couch. His hands roam up and down my hips and sides, squeezing.

I start to grind against him. And god I could tell he was big. I can feel a bulge in his sweats that can only be his hardening dick. He's turned on by me. The fact makes me goes absolutely insane. He stops my hands from wandering into the waistband of his sweatpants, “Wait wait. As much as I want this to go this way. This is supposed to be about you. I have to taste you.” I smirk while standing to take off my pants leaving me in my bra and underwear. “Wow. Y/N, just wow.” He whispered as he placed his hands on my hips guiding me back to the couch. I blush knowing I have such an effect on him. I start to bite my lip and watch Tyler as he kneels down in front of me and opens my legs. When he gets a look at my soaked panties, he smirks. "Goddamn, baby.” he groans. "You're so wet for me. I haven’t even touched you yet. I bet you’ve been like this since my match." His eyes flick up to yours and his hands still at your thighs.

Wordlessly, I nod, unable to speak. But Tyler isn't accepting that. He begins to brush his fingers up and down my wet slit above your panties, paying close attention to my reactions. "Words, baby;" he demands.

"Gimme words." He smirks.

"Yes! You looked so fucking good during your match!" I moan, my toes curling at the feeling of his fingers brushing my wet cunt. Tyler please touch me." He gives me a grin at my reaction, but doesn't keep me waiting. He loops his fingers through the waistband of my panties and pulls them down my legs to reveal my naked, soaking wet pussy. "Shit!" he moans, staring at your sex. “Your pussy is so fucking pretty.” I was about to speak but I was cut off by a moan ripping through my throat. Hook leans in and begins suckling on my clit and eating my pussy like it was his last meal on earth. He is relentless with his tongue and fingers, paying close attention to my reactions every time he does something new. This man. This pussy eating connoisseur was definitely a gift from god. He’s going to be having me act up and sending a thank you card to Taz and his wife. If the head is this good, I can’t imagine what his dick is like. My hips start grinding against his mouth as my fingers weave through his hair pulling him closer. My moans getting louder. Tyler smirks to himself. "You're so wet." he mumbles into my pussy. "Is this making you go crazy baby? Knowing anyone could walk in and see you spread out for me."

I nod and moan in response, unable to form words. Hot flashes of pleasure searing up my spine and through the synapses in my brain. I could feel my stomach start to clench and my thighs start to shake uncontrollably. “Oh fuck, Tyler please don’t stop. I’m gonna cum!” I moan and he continues his assault on my pussy. “Cum for me baby, be a good girl for me. Cum!” He growled against me. My body seized and my mouth dropped into a silent moan as my mind went blank of everything but Hook. I could’ve sworn I blacked out because next thing I know Hook is kissing up my body. He reaches my lips and I pull him to me, moaning as I taste myself on his tongue.

He pulls away while smiling down at me, “Such a good girl. Fuck you taste so good. Here open your mouth and see for yourself.” He says as he guides his middle two fingers into my mouth. I moan and suck on the two digits keep eye contact showing him that my mouth isn’t good for just talking. He nods his head smirking, “That’s right baby. Taste good huh? So fucking good.” I moan and release his fingers with a pop and my hands reach for his waistband. He stops me, “You can return the favor another time. I gotta be inside you. This is about you right now.” I nod my head and reach to take my bra off as he reaches into his backpack and grabs the condom. He slips his sweats off and my jaw drops. Fuck he’s big. He smiles at my reaction after tearing open the condom and putting it on. “You tell me if it’s too much and we’ll stop. Okay?” He states. I nod, “Uh-uh I need your words Y/N.” He says rubbing his cock against my pussy, teasing me. “Yes Tyler I understand. Now stop teasing me please!” I sink my nails into his shoulders.

Tyler goes slow, taking his time to allow me to get adjusted to him. As soon as he pushes in, my jaw is dropping open. "F-Fuck, Tyler!" I whine, gripping his shoulders not even caring if marks were going to show. We’ll deal with the repercussions later. Hook starts to move his hips slowly picking up the pace. The feeling is just too much. His dick strokes the most sensitive parts so deliciously and so deep. I bite my lip trying to keep quiet knowing the show was still going on outside the door. “Enjoying yourself princess?” Hook grunts in my ear. Smirking at the fucked out look on my face. “Haven’t even had me for long and you’re already cockdrunk? Bet you’ve wanted this for so long baby. And I’m so glad to give it to you.” My eyes roll back and I clench around him. His hips stutter, “Oh fuuuck baby don’t do that or I’m not gonna last.” He moans and starts to fuck me harder. “Fuck yes Tyler! Just like that please!” I sob and move my hands from his shoulders to his biceps and squeeze.

That same feeling from earlier begins to build in my core even stronger. I wrap my legs higher on his waist, taking even deeper if possible. Without warning pleasure sores through my blood, “I’m cumming Tyler. Holy shit I’m cumming!” I sob and pull him down to kiss me. He fucks me through my orgasm, chasing after his. My mind in a post orgasmic haze, I begin to beg. “Please Tyler wan’ you to cum for me please. I need it please.” His hips begin to stutter as he moans out a mix of swear words and my name finally reaching his climax. I collapse into the couch with Tyler on top of me exhausted and so ecstatic. After a few minutes of silence and calming down he pulls out and goes to throw away the condom as I groan finally putting my legs down. He walks back over and pulls me onto him cuddling after we help each other get dressed then kisses my forehead. “I want you to know that I don’t want this to be a one time thing.” Hook said. I smiled, “I would hope this wasn’t a one time thing, you think I’m going to let you go after the way you just fucked me? And people say I’m the lunatic.” He laughs. “Careful, I still can show you another way to put that smartass mouth of yours to use. Let me take you on a date after the show.” He said looking down at me. “I think you have the process backwards, you’re supposed to wine and dine me then fuck me.” I giggled as he rolled his eyes. I leaned up to kiss him. “But yes I will go out with you Ty.”

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