#character: kip sabian
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Just A Breath Away
~2k words
kip sabian & orange cassidy, it reads extremely gen (but it can be interpreted as pre-shippy considering how this whole au ends up going)
set in immortal fears/the belt corruption au. ive been trying to get back to writing, very slowly, and heres just. a brain barf from last night. i guess thats the best way to describe it. a whole lot of nothing but deep rooted hateful feelings for 2k words for near the beginning of kips healing arc
warnings; unreality, can potentially be read from between the lines as self destructive thoughts. heavy emotional hurt/comfort. kip is just having a really fucking bad time wow
@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate
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”I’m only trying to help you.”
Kip stared up at the ceiling of his designated bedroom, the words echoing in his head. He had heard them so many times before in the past, both in and out of this situation he was currently trapped in, and yet it didn’t make receiving them any easier for him. Especially when they came from the one person he really, really didn’t want to hear them from. The one he didn’t believe them from.
He sighed, more annoyed than anything else. Kip shouldn’t be here, and he knew it. He shouldn’t be under this roof, inside these walls, in this house, on this bed. He shouldn’t be related to any of those things, and yet.
And yet.
He was annoyed. No, scratch that, he was angry. At himself mostly, for allowing this to happen, for letting things go on for so long that he ended up here. For not being able to stand on his own two feet, physically or mentally, so that Kip was forced to let someone else do the dirty work for him.
So that Kip was forced under the care of Cassidy.
A quiet groan escaped from him before Kip could stop it, eyes closing as he felt a wave of unwanted emotions washing over him. He couldn’t exactly place them, give them names, recognize them, but it felt like everything at the same time; anger, sadness, sorrow, hope? He really wasn’t sure. The only thing he could for sure pinpoint down in the darkness of the bedroom was that these were all feelings brought to his mind but just the mere thought of his self-proclaimed arch rival.
And yet he didn’t want to feel any of them.
His body did its best to resist him as Kip tried to roll onto his side, fighting back every inch of the way to the point where it wasn’t even worth it. This wasn’t the first time his mind and body disagreed on the actions he should take, making it painful to even try to move, the pain leaving Kip almost paralyzed just laying on his back on the bed, staring at nothing. The feeling came and went as it pleased, but most often it showed up as an inconvenience when he wanted one thing but was handed another.
It all frustrated him. Angered him. Disappointed him, leaving Kip unable to do anything, left dealing with these feelings in his already loud head all by himself, all alone.
Well…
He could feel the shadows creeping on the edge of his vision, on the edge of his consciousness. It wasn’t anything unusual at this point, but Kip was tired of it. Having to listen to those whispers, calling him names, assigning words to him about how they felt about him. Telling him how fucked up this was, how fucked up he was, how it was his fault. All his fault, how they got here, how he ended up in this situation, how he messed it all up. All his fault.
All his fault.
It had been almost a daily occurrence now. He hadn’t been able to sleep, leaving him vulnerable, open to all of this. The shadows laughed at him, telling him he only needed them, secluding himself was a good thing no matter how much Cassidy tried to keep some sort of a connection with him. Help? Fuck no, he didn’t need help. Kip was much better off without any of that, especially from someone like him.
From someone like Cassidy, who was the cause of all of this. Well, after Kip had managed to fuck it up first, of course. He was the one to ultimately be blamed for everything, after all.
“Pathetic.”
Kip was almost violently ripped out of the serenity of the dark thoughts in his mind, the voice piercing enough to force his eyes open, focusing back on the blank ceiling. He couldn’t see anything else, nothing was moving. The voice, while distant, distorted, almost dark, had a tint of familiarity to it that he didn’t want to acknowledge.
The way it echoed against the inside of his skull made him come face to face with the reality that it was his own, without Kip saying those words out loud, without thinking them to himself.
“You’re disgusting, you know that?”
Kip didn’t reply, but he could feel a new wave of emotions crashing over him. Shame. Guilt. Disgust. The breath he took in was so much shakier than he expected, the loudness of it almost scaring him out of his own skin.
“So disappointing. Get up.”
He wanted to tell it to stop, but Kip just couldn’t. Instead, he felt his body working against his mind, pushing itself up to its limits, sitting up on the bed for the first time in what felt like days. His head was already spinning, the darkness around him hugging him so tightly Kip almost wasn’t sure if this was his bedroom anymore. The soft kisses it left on his skin burned, making him want to scream, both out of pain and the pleasure of feeling something other than nothing, but no sound came out of him. Kip just sat there, trying to find his breath again, eyes looking at the nothing in front of him.
The nothing shaped like himself, smiling back at him, the darkness so wicked in him it was impossible to look away, even if Kip knew he wasn’t real. That it wasn’t real.
“Was this what you wanted?”
Kip wanted to tell him no, it really wasn’t, he never intended it to be like this. He never knew it was going to be like this. If he had even the slightest idea, maybe he wouldn’t have done it. Done anything. He never wanted to even entertain the thought of succumbing to the darkness, to any extent.
Kip never wanted this, and yet there were no words he could say that would make that clear.
“You’re so pitiful. I don’t understand what he sees in you.”
He inhaled sharply, without intending to do so. Kip could almost see the darkness wearing his smirk, laughing at him. Making a mockery out of him, knowing he was way beyond the help. That these thoughts truly were his own, not just something the cursed world was trying to shove into his head anymore.
“He’s given up. You’re a fool for thinking otherwise.”
A fool. Beyond help, so much so that the one person who promised to help him had left him alone. It felt like he hadn’t seen Cassidy in ages. Maybe he was alone in this room, in this house, being left behind with nothing but broken promises, words that ultimately meant nothing. Nothing but lies that he wouldn’t give up. Lies like so many Kip had told to others, only to break them because he felt like it, because they were hazards on his way to everything he eventually lost.
And now here Kip was, abandoned like all his friends by him, lost like everything he had once had.
“All you need to do is give in.”
The voice was like a hot whisper against his ear, making Kip shiver, knowing how wrong all this was. It wasn’t supposed to go like this, it never was.
“Let yourself go. Allow yourself to be done with this.”
The offer was tempting. Kip could feel the expecting eyes on him, forcing him to turn away, as if he was thinking about this. Maybe on some level he was, contemplating if it was worth it. Worth it to keep trying, especially if he was alone. Abandoned. When there was no hope in the horizon. He could be done with all of it, just let the darkness swallow him, allowing him to decay, to rot away, mostly in peace. Maybe even without pain, if he asked kindly enough.
“I…” His voice was hoarse, drifting off into the empty corners of the bedroom, without Kip having no idea how to continue that sentence. He wasn’t sure what he wanted, what he needed. If there was someone, or something, that could give him that. To give him anything. Everything was so fragmented, so cracked, unorganized in his mind that it was impossible to put into words. Of course he only needed actions, to simply allow himself to be taken over, but somehow even that felt more difficult than usual.
Maybe somewhere in there, under all the filth inside of him, was still just the smallest light of hope. How or why, Kip wasn’t sure, but something in him told him that he was able to feel it. Despite everything.
“I-I… I don’t know…”
He felt the darkness pressing tighter against him, forcing the air out of his lungs. Hands on his arms. Hands on his chest. Hands on his neck. Hands on his face.
The scream that escaped him wasn’t audible, being drowned under the voice that boomed in his head loudly enough to make it throb for days to come.
“You don’t know?! Don’t you understand?! You’re nothing! Nothing! Nothing but a pitiful excuse of a weak, pathetic failure! Nobody wants you, nobody needs you! You mean nothing!”
Kip couldn’t reply to it, the headache becoming unbearably too much. He struggled to catch air back into his lungs, every breath burning, making him want to throw up. The spots the hands of the dark had been holding onto him burned, they felt vile, almost violated. He could trace the cold fingertips against his skin perfectly if someone asked, remembering every mark being left on him, the words imprinted into the inside of his brain with every word that had been spoken to him.
He didn’t want this. It was all too much, the feeling pouring out of him in an incomprehensible sob as Kip couldn’t hold the floodgates shut, being too exhausted and in pain to hold it back anymore.
Only as he could feel a soft pair of hands landing on his aching, exposed arm Kip’s head snapped up, eyes barely focusing on the concerned looking face of a familiar blond looking back at him.
“What happened? Are you okay?”
Cassidy’s voice sounded so distant Kip wasn’t even sure if he was sitting in front of him on the bed or not. It felt unrealistic that after everything he would be there. Kip wanted to reach out, so desperately, to make sure he was there, touch him, his face, make sure he felt him breathe. Feel that he had a heartbeat. But he couldn’t move, holding onto the little bit of solace that Cassidy’s hands on his arm gave to him. At least it felt real, even if it would end up not being so.
“I heard you scream. I-it’s okay. I’m here.”
Kip just looked at him, finally feeling the stinging of the tears in his eyes. His senses were slowly returning into the room, him into his own head, making at least a little bit of sense again. Cassidy’s hands on him, squeezing his arm slightly, making sure he was there. The tears staining Kip’s face, the salty taste on his lips actually making sense to him. His hands that he didn’t even realize had been squeezing the bed sheets so hard this entire time.
“I’m trying to help you, Kip.”
Hearing his name leaving Cassidy’s lips cracked something in him. Kip wasn’t entirely sure what it was, but it made him swallow thickly, feeling the lump that had formed in his throat.
“If you can tell me what happened, I--”
“Please.”
Kip’s voice was barely above a whisper, followed by a sob he wasn’t able to hold back. Cassidy looked at him, clearly alarmed, not expecting this from Kip, the tear stained face twisting into some combination of pleading and comforted as Kip finally reached a hand towards him, fingertips barely gracing Cassidy’s cheek in a weak attempt to touch him.
“He… Help me. Please.”
Cassidy’s face softened into an understanding smile, him nodding his head just barely before Kip leaned closer, basically collapsing against him. Cassidy pulled him against his chest, one arm holding him close tightly as the other hand rubbed his back, gently hushing him as Kip broke down in sobs in his arms.
“I will. Don’t worry. I will.”
#fic#character: kip sabian#character: orange cassidy#setting: belt corruption arc#aew fanfiction#wrestling fanfiction
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#kip sabian#orange cassidy#aew#all elite wrestling#aewedit#wrestlingedit#wrestling#night gifs#couldnt even look him in the eyes smh#like look at him. eyes immediately up after he passes cassidy. also much more confined movement#a+ character work and story telling ugh i love them#my beloved#kip in a box#(rp blogs dont reblog; see pinned post on blog for more info)#sweet little clementine
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Kip has more of an onscreen relationship with that box than his wife.
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《Got your back》
Rating: None
Warnings: Your heart might melt from the amount of fluff
Summary: Millie is always there for her beloved Adam Page <3
Pairing: "Hangman" Adam Page & Millie Jackson (Original Character / OC)
WC: I don't know lol :[
[Millie's POV:]
It was Wednesday Night, Adam was on his way to the ring. I was backstage still since he told me to stay back there, he was fighting against Kip Sabian. Penelope Ford was of course at ringside, so she had some sort of plan.
Adam went for a DDT, only for Penelope to distract him. Penelope was going to punch him, which was clearly unplanned.
I know Adam told me to stay backstage, but I wasn't gonna stand by and let this happen. I ran out to the ring and hit Penelope with a Powerbomb, Adam in that time hit Kip with a DDT and Got the pin.
As the cherry on top of the Cake, we stood in the ring as Adam had his arm raised, after that.
He walked towards me, and captured our lips in a kiss, The entire crowd was shocked at the action.
"Let's go Home Darlin" He said to me
"O-Ok" I said, still a little shocked about the kiss from mere seconds ago.
"I Love you Darlin'.." He muttered as we walked up the ramp to go backstage
"I Love you too Adam.." I Replied
He seemed a little shocked I understood his muttering.
"I guess. Thanks for the save." He said
"No problem, I've always got your back" I said with a little smile
Hope you enjoyed this tooth rotting Fluff story :D
#aew#oneshot#{♡}delilah's fics{♧}#drabble#aew drabble#aew x reader#adam page#adam page x reader#Adam page x OC
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(youre the one person i trust with this lmao) kip sabian. be honest 💜💜
I am truly honored by that, my friend 💛.
Kip Sabian. His dedication to character work is fantastic - I love commitment to the bit and to character. His aesthetic is so pretty - his hair always looks lovely, and the man's suit game is lovely. Also, we love a Wife Guy. I enjoy the range he has with character work - superbad, boxhead, sex idol - all very different concepts, but still all strung together by his personality, like they're all different, but all still feel legit and fitting, if that makes sense. His gear is very fun and fashionable, which is fitting for him. I enjoy the way he cuts Riddler-esque promos. His voice is very pretty.
The Sex Idol gimmick is not for me personally, but I still admire the commitment.
He needs more matches immediately. Show me the boy and let me watch him work, TK.
I feel like if I had started watching AEW during his Superbad era, I probably would have fallen for him, but I don't think it will happen now.
I am also always going to have a bias towards him because guy whos plays him is always so freaking sweet to you.
When Pac returns, can they try to kill each other? That brief all atlantic title feud wasn't enough.
For more on Kip: "#mr boxman box me a man"
#mr boxman box me a man#night#thanks for playing!#seriously i know from your posts how careful you are with asking others about kip and it means so much to me that you trust me with him in#that way. it feels like the written across the internet version of a late night whispered confession of trust and a vulnerable hug#elle's mailbox
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Welcome to Fight Forever HQ. We’re a Tumblr Based Wrestling RPG. We Are A Non AU Wrestling Group. You portray your characters HOWEVER YOU WANT.It’s important to make connections and make sure to keep a balance between work and play. Original Characters are also welcomed! You Must Be 21+ to apply.
Most Wanted: Ricky Starks, Rhea Ripley, Mercedes Mone, Hook, Daniel Garcia, Kip Sabian, Jay White, Jade Cargill, Britt Baker, Jamie Hayter, Bayley, Becky Lynch, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso, Solo Sikoa, Wardlow, Toni Storm, Chelsea Green, Dakota Kai, Iyo Sky, Bianca Belair, Adam Cole, Bron Breakker, Alexa Bliss, Cody Rhodes, Cathy Kelley, Renee Paquette, Orange Cassidy, Tony Khan, Brandi Lauren, Lexy Nair, Tiffany Stratton, Kris Statlander, Willow Nightingale, Swerve Strickland, Zelina Vega, Dominik Mysterio, Finn Balor, Damian Priest, Roxanne Perez, Grayson Waller, Adam Copeland, Christian Cage, Jack Perry, Tay Melo, Deonna Purrazzo.
Home | Apply | Taken | Most Wanted
#mercedes mone#cody rhodes#dakota kai#kip sabian#jack perry#kris statlander#orange cassidy#damian priest#tiffany stratton
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Idk man they really dropped the ball this year in terms of booking. Call me childish or whatever but why the hell are they not capitalizing on the Halloween season? Kip Sabian, danhausen, Darby, Brody king, abadon, the dark order?? All the spooky characters are NOWHERE to be seen!??
Last year there was a massive tag match where the elite and the dark order dressed up for Halloween. And in past years KENNY DRESSED UP AS FUCKING SANS UNDERTALE.
You literally have so many spooky characters. It’s mind boggling at this point I don’t understand why you wouldn’t utilize them. Give Danhausen a fucking Halloween talkshow segment you cowards.
((Edit: looks like danhausen had a match in dark so maybe there’s gonna be some more spooky matches for Monday night on dark. I saw a pumpkin graphic lol)
#danhausen#all elite wrestling rampage#guess it’s because the elite are out#aew#rambles#am i overreacting?#I’m just bummed#please tell me I’m not the only one#the dark order#Darby allin#the elite#Brody king#kip sabian
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ah yes, Kip Sabian
my favorite Tim Burton character 😌❤️
#aew#aew dynamite#aew wrestling#all elite wrestling#aew liveblog#aew lb#kip sabian#no but i actually love him
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introduction */ 🦇
Penelope Ford Olivia Hasler is a super bad girl.
Olivia enjoys video games, Harry Potter, spending time with her dogs, Pokémon, watching comedy & horror movies, and playing with makeup. She’s fiercely loyal and attentive to her friends and can be known to stir up a little trouble from time to time. Dripping with sex appeal and she knows it, often using her looks to get what she wants. Those who are able to get close to her will experience a nicer side of the voluptuous vixen, but that exclusive treatment .. comes with a price.
( will answer & acknowledge both penelope and olivia but prefers olivia )
musings & character inspo: Courtney Shayne, Rachel Green, Tiffany Valentine, & Quinn Morgendorffer.
headcannons:
♡ Olivia lives in Florida – about twenty minutes from Daily’s Place. She moved here after a break-up, during the pandemic era.
♡ Her relationship with Kip Sabian ended after a good run and on a good note. These two were extremely close for a long time and as such, sometimes, the lines get blurred. The love they share for one another runs deep, but it’s the kind of love that you have for a friend .. and thus, their relationship couldn’t grow beyond that. Everything you’ve seen ( marriage wise ) on television between them is just for storyline purposes. Oliva and Simon are very good friends still to this day and remain a couple for on-screen dramatics only. ( This is subject to change with the proper plotting. )
♡ There will be absolutely no mentions of pregnancy or anything related to that at all. this character has not been pregnant and has no plans on ever getting pregnant.
aesthetics: hello kitty, plushies, video games – but the cozy, comfort ones. blonde moments, eye contact when speaking. kawaii. fishnet. pokemon. horror movies. the smell of sunscreen. bats. all talk, no bite. autumn enthusiast, basic bitch.
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best friend:
friends:
fake friends:
relationship:
enemies:
note: sideblog to @thegladiatrix
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Nothing But You And I
~4k words
orangekip (orange cassidy/kip sabian)
mature content? in my blog?? in my fics??? for once its more likely than you think
warnings for implied sexual content (there is a fade to black), a very soft praise kink, making out, stripping. submissive!kip, theres a few swears, they are handy and suggestive, sexual tension. as i put in the ao3 tags, theres a lot of smoke but no actual fire, they are just spicy ✨
can be read as a follow up to "not even thinking twice" but it also works as a standalone, as theres only few small references to what happens in the other one
this is the spiciest shit you can get out of me honestly. im a very squeamish ace person, but willing to push myself as a writer, so this is a result of that. imm honestly very happy with this one, i honestly think its one of my best, if not personally THE best, to date, sssoooo. theres that. would love to hear what you think if you choose to read it, it would mean a lot! 💜
on ao3
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Kip paced back and forth in the hallway, trying to arrange the words into the correct order in his mind. He didn’t know how long he had been there trying to make sense of everything, the track of time was a foreign concept to him at this point, and the liminal space of the hotel corridor wasn’t really helping him with that. All Kip had was the number of the correct hotel room, and a burning passion to get his title back.
Almost on an instinct at the thought, Kip glanced at his shoulder, his face sinking a little at the lack of gold on it, once again. While people would probably have said that the BTE title didn’t mean much of anything in terms of success or career highlights, Kip heavily disagreed with that statement. Maybe it was because it had been the one title he had held in this company, be it a shoot vlog one or not, but it held a special meaning to him and a special place in his heart.
So not only seeing Orange Cassidy now hold it, but also living with the knowledge that Kip had lost the title specifically to him after everything, it was just something he wasn’t able to handle very well.
Kip stopped pacing for a second, standing in front of the hotel room door, raising his hand up for a stern knock. He didn’t do it though, only groaned in annoyance, returning back to walking in circles. It was late, he was probably asleep already anyway, so Kip wasn’t really sure why he bothered with all of this so much. He could easily sleep on it, or at least try to, and catch Cassidy first thing in the morning, to demand a rematch for the title that should rightfully still be his.
“Hey.”
Kip froze in place, the familiar voice catching him off guard. His eyes shot towards it after a split second, staring at the blond standing in the now open doorway that Kip hadn’t heard opening as he had been way too deep in his own thoughts, Cassidy letting out a yawn as he ran a hand through his short hair. There was something in the look he was giving to Kip that he wasn’t quite sure how to decipher at first, but as Cassidy continued to speak, it became pretty obvious.
“Can you stop that? Some of us are trying to sleep here.”
Annoyance. It was definitely annoyance.
Too bad for Cassidy he wasn’t as annoyed by the situation as Kip was, as the Brit stepped closer, getting up to the blond’s face. Cassidy didn’t even flinch, the pair of unamused blue eyes just staring back at him as he yawned quietly again.
“Well wake the fuck up sunshine, I want my title back.”
Cassidy just looked at him, lazily leaning against the door frame without moving an inch. The situation reminded Kip a lot about the way Cassidy had initially coaxed the title match out of him in the first place, just confirming the feeling Kip had had earlier while planning on putting himself into this situation that he had to fall down to similar tactics to best the dastardly Orange Cassidy this time around himself.
“Well?”
“Well what?” Cassidy asked, shrugging his shoulders a little. He clearly wasn’t going to move or give into Kip’s demands, which Kip was sure he already knew. Cassidy was just playing mind games with him at this point, growing the Brit more and more irritated at him with every ignorant statement he made.
“The title! I want a shot!”
Cassidy blinked at him blankly a couple of times, before leaning a bit closer, out of the doorway, glancing around the two of them up and down the empty hallway. Kip watched him, clearly confused, as Cassidy returned back to his original position, shrugging again.
“Brandon’s not here. The stand-ins are not here. I can’t give you a title shot unless it’s official.”
“You think this is a joke, don’t you?”
Cassidy didn’t reply, he didn’t react to the statement at all, but Kip could sense it from him. The blond was making a mockery of the precious vlog title, his precious vlog title, and Kip wasn’t going to stand for it. He stepped closer, as close as he possibly could to Cassidy, eyes narrowing at him as Kip huffed some extremely annoyed energy out of himself, trying his best to ignore the way the tips of their noses softly brushed against one another.
“You’re gonna give me a shot at the title, and you’re gonna give it to me now!”
“Okay.”
Kip went quiet, just staring at Cassidy for a second before his brows furrowed, Kip leaning slightly away from him, clearly suspicious about this situation.
“…Okay?” he repeated, trying to work it out in his brain what the blond was on about.
“You can have a shot.”
Kip was still definitely suspicious about all of this, the conclusion came around much easier than he expected, but at the same time he had always known that Cassidy wasn’t made up to be a champion so maybe he was already regretting this and wanted to lose the title to avoid the responsibilities that came with it. Maybe Kip showing this passionate side of him to Cassidy was making the fraud of a current champion realize how much he actually wanted this, making Cassidy regret ever taking it from him. Maybe --
“But you have to earn it first.”
Getting another sudden flashback to how Cassidy had pulled his title shot out of him, Kip bit his lower lip, swearing he could see a little teasing smirk tugging in the corner of Cassidy’s mouth at the sight of Kip’s obviously racing thoughts. Maybe he was also thinking the same thing, how things had happened last week, agreeing to have a repeat of that. Or maybe that was just what Kip wanted out of this, what he wanted to believe.
“Or you can just say no and we can leave it at that and --”
“I-I’ll do anything.”
The words slipped out of his mouth before Kip could stop himself, the desperation in his voice so obvious he couldn’t help but the wince a little afterwards. Of course he meant it, but he wasn’t supposed to show weakness like that, not at a moment like this, not so openly to someone like Cassidy. The blond just looked at him, slowly raising one brow at him, this time Kip being sure there was a smirk accompanying his glance.
“…Anything?”
Kip slowly nodded. This was the one title that had meant so much to him, the only one he had held in recent memory that made him even somewhat relevant in the eyes of the audience. He craved the compliments he got while carrying it around and wearing it, he missed the weight of it on his shoulders, both physically and metaphorically, he missed the glimmer of gold that was truly his. The one thing that Kip had won, that gave him admiration, attention, a reason. He missed it. Kip missed all of it.
And yes. He was so ready to do anything to get it back. Anything Cassidy threw at him would be worth it, to get that title back on his shoulder, around his waist, to have those feelings of importance and meaning again.
Kip watched, in slight confusion, as Cassidy suddenly turned around on his heels, sluggishly making his way back inside the hotel room, leaving the door open after him. Kip stared at the empty, open doorway for a moment, it slowly dawning on him that this was an invitation for him. He could feel his heartbeat growing faster at the sudden realization that it was just going to be the two of them, at this late of an hour, together in Cassidy’s otherwise empty hotel room.
Kip tried to shake the thought off as he stepped past the threshold and inside the room, slowly closing the door after him. He had to remind himself that he was here for the title, for the shot he deserved to regain it, and that was it. Just because it happened to be with Cassidy was irrelevant. He would have done this with anyone else too. Maybe not like this, maybe he would have been more patient with someone else, but Kip definitely would have demanded a title shot. He --
“Come here.”
Kip looked at him, spotting Cassidy sitting at the end of the bed, slowly patting the spot next to him. Kip hesitated for a moment before he managed to get his feet moving again, slowly approaching the bed and the blond sitting on it. He felt nervous, without really being able to put a finger on why. He forcefully pushed the memory of Cassidy pinning him against the couch a week ago out of his mind, knowing this time wouldn’t be like that. This situation was different, he had no reason to try the same trick on him twice.
Kip finally sat on the bed next to him, watching as Cassidy inhaled deeply, leaning his arms against his legs as he leaned forward on his spot, clearly switching gears into a thinking mode. Kip didn’t bother to ask him anything, it was fairly obvious that he was running through scenarios on how the Brit would be showing that he had earned another title shot after just losing to him. Cassidy wasn’t the kind of person to really plan much ahead, he thought more on the spot, or so Kip had at least noticed throughout the torment he had put the blond through in the past months. So it didn’t really look like he had planned for this either, for Kip coming up to him and demanding a title shot, and being put into this position of having to come up with something.
God he would be such a boring champion.
“Can I ask you something?”
Kip scanned the side of his face, staying quiet as Cassidy didn’t look back at him despite asking the question and waiting for an answer. The silence seemed to be enough for him though, as he continued.
“Are you really here only for the title?”
Kip looked at him, feeling an odd lump in his throat that he was sure wasn’t there before. He nodded his head quickly though, before clearing his voice a little.
“Of, of course.”
Cassidy snorted, still not looking at him, but Kip could see the teasing smile playing on his lips.
“You’re lying.”
Kip didn’t reply to him, only watched as Cassidy finally turned back towards him. The odd combination of both softness and intensity in his eyes was almost mesmerizing, Kip hadn’t really paid much attention to it before if he was being honest. Usually when he saw Cassidy without the sunglasses was inside the ring, in a differently heated moment where he had a reputation and a fighting spirit to keep up to, which was so much different than the sleepy, almost domesticated feel to the look he was giving to Kip here.
“You’re really telling me that you are here, at two in the morning, in my hotel room, when you could have done that at any point tomorrow or even tonight, just through a simple text message or a call, begging for a title shot that barely matters… And that’s all?”
Kip slowly and hesitantly nodded, getting an uncharacteristically emotive chuckle back from Cassidy who just shook his head, the smile now very obvious on his lips as he just kept looking back at Kip.
“You’re a terrible fucking liar.”
Kip opened his mouth to reply, but he had no words. He could have just easily lied about it, but something in his head was preventing him from saying any of that. Something in him didn’t make him want to sit there and lie at Cassidy, not directly to his face, but at the same time he couldn’t admit the true nature of things to him.
He could barely admit it to himself that maybe, maybe there was something a little bit more to this and his impatient passion than just regaining the title. Because Cassidy was right, he could have waited, he could have done this at any point, without being so aggressively over the top about it, without not wanting to waste any chance Kip could get to end up in this position.
The position where Cassidy suddenly, yet clearly deliberately leaned closer towards him while Kip was weighting through his potential replies, with ease cupping one of Kip’s cheeks into his hand as the Brit wasn’t even trying to stop him or resist against the touch, pressing their lips against one another.
Kip couldn’t lie to him, because he wanted this. He had hoped for this. Fuck, he had begged in his mind to put back into this position, and there were no known words on this whole goddamn planet that he could say to make it appear otherwise.
Kip slowly responded to the lazy kiss, Cassidy almost immediately pulling away from him, erupting an annoyed groan from Kip. Cassidy just smiled at him, knowing that he got him in the palm of his hand so easily, both figuratively and literally as his thumb ran over the Brit’s cheek.
“I don’t like it when you lie to me, Kip.”
The way Cassidy said his name sent shivers down Kip’s spine. The soft, yet stern voice put him under a spell he couldn’t escape from. Not that he wanted to, but the hold it had of him was like no other, the soft touch against the heating skin of his cheek just adding a layer to it all that made it feel like a dream Kip didn’t want to wake up from.
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
Cassidy tilted his head, almost acting coy before he leaned closer again, trailing a row of soft kisses along Kip’s jawline. He bit his lip to hold back a moan, his breathing tightening as Kip could feel his heart rate increasing against his will at the touch of Cassidy’s lips against the scruff covering his skin while his hands worked to unbutton the rest of the Brit’s shirt with ease. Finally his hot breath tickled against Kip’s ear as Cassidy’s lips reached it, a clear smile in his voice as he whispered, “Good boy.”
Kip flinched a little, pulling away from Cassidy’s touch, taking in a deep breath, much shakier than he expected it to be. Cassidy just looked at him, the smile still playing on his lips, barely visible yet so comforting that Kip couldn’t help but to rush forward, wanting to wipe that look from his face before Cassidy could unlock more embarrassing feelings out of him, pulling the blond into a kiss. Cassidy chuckled at him, giving Kip the moment he needed to deepen the kiss.
The next few moments passed him by in a bizarre haze of passion, Kip feeling the blond moving into his lap with ease, stripping him out of the already unbuttoned shirt, hands moving into his hair to run through it. The few gentle tucks of his hair made Kip moan quietly against the kiss, in the end Cassidy clearly taking the hint as it felt like he was doing it on purpose to work Kip up, letting him barely catch his breath anymore.
As the kiss was finally broken apart, Cassidy stopped to admire his handiwork; the disheveled hair, flustered cheeks, closed eyes, and slightly parted lips as Kip was trying to steady his breathing to stop his head from spinning, looking so euphoric in his state that Cassidy let out a few swears of his own in his mind at the piece of art he had created. He hadn’t stopped before to ask himself if this was the right thing to do, but seeing Kip right there in front of him melting against his touch on more levels than just one, he knew this was what he wanted to begin with. Since last week, in fact. But…
“Hey.”
Kip didn’t open his eyes, still trying to steady himself and his spinning head, but he nodded a little in acknowledgment.
“If… If you want to stop, it’s okay. You’ve earned your shot.”
Kip’s brows furrowed but his eyes remained shut, just listening to Cassidy’s words. The blond wanted to make it very clear he wasn’t going to push the boundaries more unless this was a mutual feeling between both of them. Honestly it had started as Cassidy just trying to see how serious Kip was about all of this title shot talk after what Cassidy himself had done to get his shot the week before, but somewhere down the line since Kip had appeared unannounced and clearly so, so desperate on the doorstep of his hotel room, something had changed.
He didn’t want to see how far Kip was willing to go anymore. Maybe it was because the things he would do were becoming fairly obvious, or maybe Cassidy just wanted this to be more… Mutually enjoyable and beneficial moment instead. Something a bit more than just him trying to tease Kip into backing down.
“Unless you… Want to go on.”
“I… I do.”
Kip was still clearly out of breath, but he nodded his head again, Cassidy feeling the fingertips digging into his hips, only now really taking notice where Kip’s hands had been this entire time. “I do. I really… Really do.”
Sensing nothing but sincerity in his words, Cassidy leaned closer again, stealing a soft peck from Kip’s lips before he pushed himself up on his feet from his lap. Kip’s eyes opened as he felt the body heat of the blond disappear from his immediate vicinity, his cheeks flushing even deeper color of red as he saw Cassidy kneeling down in front of him, hands working on undoing his belt.
Kip almost wanted to ask him to stop, a sudden wave of shame and vulnerability washing over him, but as Cassidy continued to undress him without any objections, the clearly careful and practiced movements of his hands tucking the tight jeans down, Kip just found himself biting his lip to stop himself from letting out a single sound, just enjoying the brushes of Cassidy’s rough hands against his exposed skin, just the mere contact making Kip grow slightly more and more insane each time.
As Cassidy struggled a bit with the final pull of the pants, Kip wiggled his way back on the bed, the movement helping to release his legs from the denim trap. There was something almost perverse about it, how Kip was now laying on the unfamiliar hotel bed only in his underwear, watching as Cassidy crawled back on it, still fully clothed, leaning over him as the blond observed every bit of Kip, inch by inch, as if he wanted to consume all of him.
And honestly, Kip absolutely wanted him to do all of that.
Cassidy’s hand traced up his toned midsection, a line of fingers running between his pecs, raising goosebumps on Kip’s skin.
“Has anyone told you that you’re beautiful?”
Cassidy looked straight at him, Kip having to actually turn away to avert the gaze, feeling the words catching in his throat. He wanted to reply something back to him so badly, but Kip was afraid of stammering, saying the wrong thing, making a fool out of himself. Making all of this stop if he said something that Cassidy didn’t want to hear.
Kip could feel Cassidy’s hand climbing up from his chest, pressing onto his cheek, slowly but firmly turning Kip’s face back towards him. Cassidy smiled down at him, “Because I think you’re beautiful.”
Kip’s cheeks were burning, even more so as the blond leaned in for another kiss. Stealing the wind out of his lungs with ease as Cassidy locked their lips together, Kip tried to keep any coherent thoughts going on. Which was extremely difficult for him, as he could feel Cassidy’s soft lips against his, his tongue in Kip’s mouth, his hands wandering around the side of his face and the other in his hair. Kip felt like a mess under his grasp, melting into a puddle of his own wants and desires, drowning in the shows of affection he had been craving for the entire night.
Cassidy pulled away first, Kip leaning up after him, trying to hold onto the kiss for as long as possible. Cassidy hummed a little at his longing for the affection, clearly content with the response he was receiving, pressing a quick kiss on Kip’s cheek instead.
“You’re so beautiful I think I know exactly what I want to do with you.”
Kip was completely at his mercy, feeling Cassidy’s hands leaving his face and his hair, helping the blond hover over his body instead as Cassidy slowly kissed his way down him. First along his jaw, then his neck, leaving little nibbles on the soft skin, erupting almost embarrassingly soft moans from Kip. Cassidy chuckled at him, stopping for a moment to watch Kip throw one arm over his face, his cheeks so hot out of both desire and embarrassment that he didn’t want to think about Cassidy even looking at him.
“Kip…”
“Ju-just keep going.” His voice was quiet, almost whiny, demanding. And yet he was begging, like the pathetic, needy one he was. Cassidy just looked at him for a moment, before lowering his lips back against his skin, continuing to kiss down his features all the way down over Kip’s chest and his abdomen, only stopping as his hands brushed against the only piece of garment still covering the Brit, in reaction Kip’s hands shooting closer to tangle into Cassidy’s hair, stopping him in place.
The blond glanced up at Kip from under his brows, clearly curious, watching him breath heavily as Kip contemplated his options. Him stopping Cassidy on his tracks was a reflex, one that he didn’t want to act on but had no other choice, already feeling awkward enough in the situation he was put in. But Cassidy just continued to smile at him, that same smile that Kip had seen from him throughout the night; it was confident, soft, full of comfort and understanding.
“It’s okay,” Cassidy almost purred at him, Kip watching as he carefully untangled his hand from his hair. “Trust me.”
Kip suddenly sat up, Cassidy’s brows furrowing a bit at this sudden change, forcing him to sit back up as well. Cassidy’s hand was quick to cup Kip’s face again, the Brit leaning immediately into the comforting touch, letting out a shaky breath.
“You do want to do this, right?”
Kip nodded, rubbing his cheek against the palm of Cassidy’s hand a little. The smile was fast to return to the blond’s lips, as he leaned closer to Kip, pressing a soft kiss on his lips, followed by his free hand gently pushing Kip back down against the bed.
“So let me handle this. I promise you, you’re in good hands.”
Kip wasn’t denying that, he wasn’t denying wanting this either. He really did, and he knew he just needed to get over that first hurdle of not feeling so ridiculously embarrassed to let someone else take over him. Kip could feel Cassidy’s hands running over the cloth, letting out a soft whine in response. As Cassidy chuckled at him softly, Kip’s head whipped to the side, cheeks burning as he couldn’t look back at the blond again.
“Just relax.” Cassidy’s voice flowed through him, Kip shivering a bit, hoping Cassidy didn’t catch onto it. “Lay back, look gorgeous for me and… Keep moaning.” Kip closed his eyes, inhaling sharply as he could feel Cassidy’s fingers almost impatiently tiptoeing over his underwear. “I like it when you do that. Alright?”
Kip nodded his head, letting out a quiet whine in response.
“Good Kip,” Cassidy whispered, Kip feeling the last garment covering him being slowly stripped off of his body.
#fic#character: kip sabian#character: orange cassidy#ship: orangekip#aew fanfiction#wrestling fanfiction
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#kip sabian#penelope ford#aew#all elite wrestling#aewedit#wrestlingedit#wrestling#night gifs#look at the subtle changes in them throughout this. im still so sad this chance for a huge character progression was absolutely wasted#they are so good. the potential is huge. aew is just wasting them by not letting them work on this ever#fuck man. just Look At Them#my beloved#kip in a box#vampire wife#(rp blogs dont reblog; saving and other personal use with tag credits is fine)
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Penelope Ford Olivia Hasler is a super bad girl.
Olivia enjoys video games, Harry Potter, spending time with her dogs, pokemon, watching baking competitions & horror movies, and playing with makeup. She’s fiercely loyal and attentive to her friends and can be known to stir up a little trouble from time to time.
Dripping with sex appeal and she knows it, often using her looks to get what she wants. Those who are able to get close to her will experience a nicer side of the voluptuous vixen, but that exclusive treatment .. comes with a price.
( will answer & acknowledge both penelope and olivia but prefers olivia )
musings & character inspo: Courtney Shayne, Rachel Green, Tiffany Valentine, & Quinn Morgendorffer.
headcannons:
♡ Olivia lives in Florida – about twenty minutes from Daily’s Place. She moved here after a break-up, during the pandemic era.
♡ Her relationship with Kip Sabian ended after a good run and on a good note. These two were extremely close for a long time and as such, sometimes, the lines get blurred. The love they share for one another runs deep, but it’s the kind of love that you have for a friend .. and thus, their relationship couldn’t grow beyond that. Everything you’ve seen ( marriage wise ) on television between them is just for storyline purposes. Oliva and Simon are very good friends still to this day and remain a couple for on-screen dramatics only.
♡ There will be absolutely no mentions of pregnancy or anything related to that at all. this character has not been pregnant and has no plans on ever getting pregnant.
aesthetics: hello kitty, plushies, video games – but the cozy, comfort ones. blonde moments, eye contact when speaking. kawaii. fishnet. pokemon. horror movies. the smell of sunscreen. bats. all talk, no bite. autumn enthusiast, basic bitch.
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elle i have a piece of kip lore i think is relevant to your interests
so when he started wrestling, for a while he worked under the ring name kip sabin. cause he was (still is) a huge mcmg fan and he just. straight up stole it cause he thought it sounded cool lol
and then he went around europe for a while and after he returned from france he was like "you know what cause the french pronounced it differently and i like it more im gonna change my name to 'kip sabian' now". obviously had nothing to do with the fact that he was ashamed of his fanboy roots nope absolutely not lmao
and hes been kip sabian ever since and i thought you should know :)
THIS IS EVERYTHING THIS IS THE MOST THING OH MY GOSH HE LITERALLY MADE HIMSELF A SELF INSERT OC OF A CHARACTERS I LOVE IT HE IS IMPORTANT
#SCREAMING#THANK YOU#night#elle's mailbox#behind the ropes#mr boxman box me a man#THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY#kitty sabin
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AEW All Out 2022 Review
Pre-Show AAA World Mixed Tag Team Championship: Tay Melo and Sammy Guevara (c) vs. Ruby Soho and Ortiz
This was okay! A bit messy at times and I really hope Ruby is okay after that landing on her neck and breaking her nose. I'm kinda over Sammy and Tay right now. I feel like they have the potential to do some really good heel work, but I don't think heel work is just making out? Loved the beginning of the match with Sammy getting hit by a buggie.
Pre-Show FTW Championship: Hook (c) vs. Angelo Parker
I want to touch Hook's hair - it looks so soft. This match was way more competitive that I thought it would be, but it was still pretty good. Action Bronson had a cool run-in as well. All in all, a pretty decent match!
Pre-Show All-Atlantic Championship: Pac (c) vs. Kip Sabian
Kip looks like if 2012 tumblr made a wrestling character, but I love the new gear, the style and everything. He really made this match work so well. PAC is a goddamn beast of a wrestler. I really enjoyed this match
Pre-Show: Eddie Kingston vs. Tomohiro Ishii
Eddie Kingston is so damn good. Such an incredible story teller. Ishii is also just a goddamn beast. These two make magic and I can't wait for the rubber match. My favorite Zero-Hour match
Casino Ladder Match: Claudio Castagnoli vs. Penta El Zero Miedo vs. Rey Fenix vs. Andrade El Idolo vs. Rush vs. Wheeler Yuta vs. Dante Martin vs. TBA
At first, hated the finish because I was so into the match and then it clicked..... The Joker had MJF's mannerisms and butt! Excellent match but it was more of an angle that anything. Real good shit.
AEW World Trios Championships: The Elite vs. "Hangman" Adam Page & The Dark Order
Story telling man. The Hangman/Elite story has been so well done and this just starts another chapter in Hangman's character. Being the reason for the loss is gonna fuck with our anxious dude. I am very interested in seeing where this one goes.
TBS Championship: Jade Cargill (c) vs. Athena
I wish they would have built this story up a little more, because goddamn these two can go. Athena is so damn versatile and Jade is so captivating. I wish they had more time.
Wardlow & FTR vs. Jay Lethal & Motor City Machine Guns
This match should have been FTR v MCMG, but it was good. I hate that the TNT Champ didn't have a title defense. Lots of fun spots, but I wasn't invested until Dax's daughter became UNDEFEATED.
Ricky Starks vs. Powerhouse Hobbs
I'm happy with Hobb's winning, but it was too quick. I hope this story continues because I want some of that Ricky Starks' kinda chaos we all know and love.
AEW World Tag Team Championships: Swerve In Our Glory (c) vs. The Acclaimed
Match of the night, match of the year. I was pacing in front of my tv the entire time. I could not sit still. I was so hyped that my dog got concerned. Anthony Bowens is incredible. Max Caster is amazing. Keith and Swerve working kinda heel set it off. I need The Acclaimed to win those titles. This is their time.
Interim AEW Women's Championship: Toni Storm vs. Britt Baker vs. Hikaru Shida vs. Jamie Hayter
Everyone in this match is so damn good at what they do. The tension between Britt and Jamie (need this fued now), Shida's come back(s), and Toni getting that win - all so amazing.
Christian Cage vs. Jungle Boy
Not a match but a well done angle.
Bryan Danielson vs. Chris Jericho
I had a really hard time getitng invested into this match. It was really good, but I wanted to see Daniel Garcia get involved I guess.
House of Black vs. Sting, Darby Allin & Miro
Really good, but I hope Malakai gets better. That goodbye kiss and the recent reports worry me that he's struggling. I really enjoy this faction. I was hoping to see some storyline progression, but Idk whats going on now
AEW World Championship: Jon Moxley (c) vs. CM Punk
Two of my all-time favorite's had a banger man. They both know how to tell a damn story. I loved how Mox targeted Punk's foot but like just that pitbull energy that man has. MJF's return was a great way to end the show
All in all, All Out was really good. I enjoyed myself. That's what wrestling is about - having fun and I had so much fun!
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Welcome to Fight Forever HQ. We’re a Tumblr Based Wrestling RPG. We Are A Non AU Wrestling Group. You portray your characters HOWEVER YOU WANT.It’s important to make connections and make sure to keep a balance between work and play. Original Characters are also welcomed! You Must Be 21+ to apply.
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