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99hook · 10 months

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One & Only

Synopsis: He swears he doesn’t care but his actions prove otherwise.

Warnings: FWB situation, Cursing, angst, unprotected sex, angry sex, degradation kink, choking, creampie, daddy kink, oral sex (female receiving), then there’s lots of fluff towards the end.

In other words, 18+

A/N: I’ve been working on this for a good minute now and I think she’s finally readyyy! I hope y’all love it. (If you have a thing for jealous, protective Hook (Tyler), you’ll definitely love it.) enjoy babes & Happy 4th if you celebrate!!

“I didn’t know there were a whole bunch of rules to this!” You shouted from where you stood in the kitchen of Tyler’s hotel room. He had his back turned staring out the sliding glass doors that overlooked Chicago. “I thought we were both just having a good time.”

Tyler didn’t have enough composure to be able to respond right away. As soon as he saw you and whoever that dude was at the bar with his hand on your thigh, he could only see burning red and with every single word that comes out of your mouth, all he can think about is how that dude tried to slide his hand underneath your dress, and how you probably would have let him do it if Tyler wouldn’t have grabbed the poor guy’s wrist and nearly snap it in half.

“And besides, you really have no right to be mad right now.” You were slurring your words and Tyler could practically tell the level of alcohol running through your blood just by the way you’re talking. “It’s not like I let that guy fuck me.”

Tyler whipped around with eyes of fury. His jaw was set and brows knitted so tightly together. Rage was the only emotion he was showing even though deep down inside, he was feeling far more than just that. “Didn’t look like you were making any effort to stop him when he tried to basically finger fuck you in the middle of the bar!” His voice boomed through the room, surely everyone on the nineteenth floor knew what happened tonight, at this point.

“That never would have happened.” You crossed your arms in an attempt to hold your ground, even though it became increasingly more difficult as the room started to spin. “I just don’t understand how you can get so mad. I don’t get mad when all those bitches in your phone send you pictures of their nasty asses!” You noticed the throbbing of Tyler’s jaw. His narrowed eyes averted to the floor before he ran his clammy hand through his wildly disheveled hair and muttered barely loud enough for you to hear, “It’s not the same.”

He stepped out on the balcony and slammed the glass door shut. You stared at him through the large window as he leaned against the railing and looked down on the dimly lit city. Tyler knew that he didn’t have solid ground to stand on in this situation. You weren’t his girlfriend, or anything official besides a fuck buddy. He knew you didn’t have to be loyal to him in any sense, but the thought of you with anybody else? Just the mere thought was enough to make him want to break necks.

The door slid opened behind him and your light footsteps patted against the cemented floor of the balcony. Tyler kept his eyes fixated on a taxi parked outside that bar the two of you never should’ve went to, in his opinion. You tip-toed over to him and leaned your elbows against the railing. You followed his gaze down to the city street below but it was nothing but a blur of swirling lights to you.

An elongated sigh slipped through Tyler’s nose and caught your attention. You turned to look at him, his jaw still set and eyes not even daring to look at you. He was infuriated with no real right to be, but if there’s one thing that you did know above all else, it’s that you love getting him riled up more than you would ever truly admit. Something about the way his jaw could cut like glass and his eyes feel like they practically spear your soul is something you can’t help yourself over.

There was an ache between your thighs and an increasing wetness already soaking through the thin fabric of your panties and the need for him was stronger than you could bare. If you knew anything, it was that you and Tyler were better at communicating in any way, shape or form other than actually talking, and you didn’t want to waste any time trying to get a point across to him any other way other than the best way you know works.

You grabbed Tyler’s arm, expecting him to stiffen up but to your surprise, he didn’t. You picked it up and slid between him and the balcony railing and wrapped your arms around the back of his neck. Tyler’s dark eyes were staring intensely into yours, and it was clear he was still furious, and the thought of that guy’s hand on your bare thigh was probably driving him insane but he couldn’t deny that he had an idea on how to release all of anger and it starts and ends with you.

“I’m sorry, daddy.” You bat your lashes as your nails rake through the hair at the nape of his neck. “I guess I shouldn’t let anyone touch me but you.” He knew that you knew what you were doing, but he was quickly becoming putty in your hands at the feeling of your nails scratching through his hair, your innocent looking eyes staring up into his and the pet name that you know drives him crazy falling from your lips. All he can think about is bending you over that railing and making you scream his name to the entire city of Chicago.

He was trying hard to recollect his thoughts but the second you grabbed a hold to his broad shoulders and lifted yourself up to sit on the railing, then proceeded to latch your plump, warm lips to his neck he was absolutely done for. His arms instinctively wrapped around your back so there wasn’t a chance you’d fall nineteen stories down and you wrapped your legs around his waist as you sucked on the one sweet spot Tyler had right below his ear.

“Don’t know why I bothered anyway.” You whispered against his skin. “Nobody can do what you do to me. Nobody’s ever came close.”

There was an urgent need for you arousing at an incomprehensible pace and the fully hardened bulge of his sweatpants was proof of it. One of his hands kept you pressed against his chest and balanced on the railing while the other one found it’s way to your thigh and you instantly spread as far as you possibly could the second his calloused fingers met with your silky skin.

“You still let that dude touch you.” Tyler groaned, his voice raspy and sore from the yelling and the alcohol. “Still let him think he could have you. Let him think he could do this-“ a harsh squeeze to your thigh earns a whimper to fall from your lips and buzz against his neck. “Such a little fucking tease.”

You were sure you were dripping to the floor at this point. Tyler had so much agitation built up from the events of the night and he just wanted you to understand it. “Still don’t ever wanna see any other motherfucker touch you like that again.”

Your head was swimming and you knew it wasn’t the liquor doing it anymore. Tyler’s words echoed through your ears and only left you dripping for him, impatiently waiting for him to do what he does best to you.

“Never again.” Tyler’s large hand squeezes your thigh again, earning another whimper to slip past your lips. You pulled back and brushed your nose against his. “Never again.” You repeated. “Can I show you how sorry I am, daddy? Please?”

“No.” Tyler’s voice was like ice in your blood. “You’re not sorry yet.”

He grabbed both of your hands that were wrapped around his neck and brought them to his shoulders instead. “Hold onto me, I mean it.” He demanded before he lowered himself, kneeling down until he was level with the view of your drenched panties peeking out from under your short dress.

You gripped his shoulders anticipating the feeling he was all too good at indulging you in. “Look at me. Don’t take your eyes off of me.” He demanded again. His eyes stayed trained on you, taking into account every single movement you made, every little change to your facial expression, he loved watching what he was doing to you all the while making you watch him do it.

His palms roamed over the tops of your thighs before he slid them up to your hips, pulling the dress up with it. There was a thrill being nineteen stories high, exposed with a city below you. There was something strong brewing within you that had you moaning before he even fully touched you and Tyler absolutely lived for that affect he had on you.

His devilishly dark eyes were burning a hole as he held them on you. You felt the tips of two of his fingers skim down the fabric of your panties and a cocky smirk played on his lips. “Being a little tease must turn you on.” He slowly slid his fingers back up, then back down over the lacy fabric, reveling in the way your chest was already heaving and broken moans were falling into the air.

“I don’t know why you thought it was a good idea.” Tyler shakes his head as a low chuckle slips past his lips. “I think you should know by now that if anyone knows how to tease, it’s always been me.”

You knew exactly what that meant and you felt your stomach twist the minute the realization hit you. Tyler had the willpower and the stamina that was nearly otherworldly. When he really wants to, he can easily have you pleading and begging him to stop teasing you. He loves it, probably more than he loves anything else. The way your frustration sends his name flying through the air, bouncing off walls of wherever you two decide to be at for the time being. The sweat that soaks his bedsheets every time he’s done riling you up and finally decides you’ve been tortured enough. He loves it and you knew it.

Your nails dig into the thick bands of muscle on his shoulder blades when you feel his finger tip lightly graze your clit without the fabric of your panties in between. Tyler watched your mouth fall open and your thighs jolt at the feeling and he smirks to himself because he knows he hasn’t even done anything yet.

The moon above illuminates you just enough for him to see every little reaction he pulls from you. He glides the tip of his rough middle finger down from your clit to your throbbing entrance but doesn’t allow it to go any farther especially when you buck your hips foward in a silent plead.

You feel his free hand grip your thigh hard enough to likely leave his finger prints embedded into your skin. You were already heaving above him, holding onto his shoulders for dear life while he barely allowed you to have anything at all from him.

“Tyler” you moaned out, “please don’t do this to me”

Your desperation and your neediness was music to his ears. He glided his finger back up your slit, collecting all of your sweet juices that slid down the length of his finger and dripped onto the cement below. He pressed the pad of his digit to your clit and held it there, refusing your attempts to make him do anything more.

“I haven’t done anything yet, angel.” The pet name Tyler only used in a condescending way such as when he’s fucking the shit out of you and forcing the dirtiest words to bounce off the walls, or when your throat is being stuffed with his length and even in the filthiest state he could possibly have you in, all he can think to call you is just that. His angel.

“You’re teasing me.” You sigh as your neck rolls and you face towards the open sky above.

Your head immediately snaps back down and a loud, strained gasp flies through your lips when you felt two of Tyler’s long fingers enter you and curl against your g-spot harshly. “I said keep your eyes on me.”

He pumped your sweet spot with a force that had your stomach curling into the most pleasurable knots. A feeling of euphoria found it’s way into you, settling in your veins and rushing through your hot blood like a high you never wanted to come down from. You did everything you could to keep your eyes from closing, or rolling, or anything other than what Tyler told you because you knew the consequences if you disobeyed him in a mood that he’s in.

Tyler’s eyes never once falter from your flustered face as he watches your brows knit and your teeth sink into your bottom lip hard enough to turn the pink flesh white. Your back arches as his fingers thrust even faster and he takes his free hand and wraps it around your back to keep you steady before he draws closer and blows hot air over your throbbing clit.

It brings him the most pleasure just seeing you coming undone before him. He takes pride in knowing your body better than anyone probably ever has or will. He knows all your little sweet spots and all the ways to make you come around his fingers, his cock, his tongue or anything else you two decide on at the time. He knows how to make tears prick the corner of your eyes and how to make you scream his name until your throat is sore. He knows how to make you plead for more and beg him to stop when the pleasure is too much for you to bare. And he wants to make damn sure nobody ever gets the chance to learn your body, to admire every part of you the way he does.

His eyes stay trained solely on you as his tongue flicks your clit in an agonizingly slow manner. You were probably drawing blood on his shoulders even through his hoodie with how hard you were gripping them. Tyler felt the burning sensation every time you clawed him and he loved it. He loves when you leave red scars all down his back and his arms, and when your nails leave indents on his skin for hours afterwards. Loves it so much he might get it tatted one day.

“Fuck, Tyler please” you beg, your thighs clenched around his head in hopes that you’d hold him right where you needed him but all it took was for his elbow to push them apart again. He pulled both fingers out of you and took that hand to keep your thigh pressed against the balcony railing, focusing solely on your pulsating bundle of nerves instead.

“Hold on tighter” he rasped as he gripped your thigh with one hand and pressed the other into your lower back since he knows how you like to arch that back when the orgasm rips through you. When you adjusted your grip on his shoulders you felt his plump lips latch around your clit and he immediately started sucking in a steady pattern that had you seeing more than just the stars of the sky above you.

You couldn’t contain the moans and whimpers slipping past your lips especially when he groaned against you, shaking his head from side to side as if you were his last meal on earth and he needed to absolutely devour every last inch of you.

“Bet that stupid motherfucker at the bar was thinking he’d be able to do this.” Tyler groaned against your heat. “Taste you like this.” He flicks his tongue over your clit as he cups his lips around it, sucking and flicking his tongue in a repetitive motion. “Should’ve done more than break his wrist now that I think about it. Something worth getting thrown out the bar for.”

Tyler’s words are muffled against you, his saliva and your juices intermingled as they slide down his chin. You are starting to hear a ringing in your ears the more his tongue works it’s magic on you. Coupling that with Tyler’s fingertips digging into the skin of your thigh and the reverberations of his raspy voice as he mutters against your hot center is enough for you to cry out to the heavens above and the city below.

“Fuck Tyler, please don’t stop I’m so close!” You didn’t even recognize your voice at this point and neither did he. For a split second he thought about doing the little trick he always does when you’re about to come on his face, knowing how crazy it drives you but then he decides, right before your high rips through you like a tidal wave, that you’re not sorry enough yet.

As soon as the warmth envelops you and your eyes involuntarily roll back due to that delightful sensation buzzing through your body that’s so close to reaching an all time high, Tyler stops everything all at once and watches as your thighs tremble in despair for that euphoric feeling that was ripped away from you in a split second.

“Did you really think I was going to just let you have it like that? After everything you did tonight?” He chuckles darkly, only making you throb and your walls clench painfully around nothing. You couldn’t lie, you loved when Tyler’s condescending side came out to play. Especially when it’s so clearly paired with jealousy he always swears he never has.

He rose to his feet and gripped your hips tightly, sliding his tongue over his bottom lip as the flavor of you sank into his tastebuds. “I’m gonna make sure you know I’m the only one that can ever make you feel this fucking good.” His low voice breaks through the night air, sending shivers to skate down your whole body before his large hand wraps around your neck and his lips crash into yours.

Your eyes rolled back as soon as his tongue surpassed your lips. Your sweetness mixes with tinges of liquor and spearmint as his tongue collides with yours. His fingers and thumb gently squeezed the sides of your neck sending a warmth to roll through your blood and the moan that left your lips only found itself caught in his throat.

He pulled back and pressed his forehead to yours, noses brushing as you both caught your breaths. “Turn around and bend your ass over this rail.” He groaned as he let you go. You slid off the top of the railing and did exactly as he told you. You were on your tip toes in anticipation as you painfully awaited him. You heard rustling behind you before you felt his swollen tip at your entrance.

Tyler bent over your body and his lips found your neck, where he took his time peppering hot kisses and small nibbles of his sharp teeth all the while his hand holds his shaft as he glides his length up and down your slit. The wetness could make him come right then and there but that’s not what the goal was to him. This was about proving a point you’d never forget in your lifetime.

His lips lingered over the shell of your ear, hot breath tickling your skin as he whispers, “Don’t you dare hold back on me when I finally give you what you want. When I’m done with you the whole city better know who’s fucking you this good. Understand me?”

You nodded in a needy manner, but that wasn’t nearly enough for him. His hand slapped down on your right ass cheek, surely leaving a red print in its place for days ahead. “Words, Y/N.”

You winced at the pain that quickly morphed into pleasure and out came, “yes, Tyler I understand!”

“Not Tyler.” He slapped down on your reddened skin again.

“Daddy! I understand daddy!” You corrected yourself, and it was then that you felt him crash into you without any warning, pushing his cock fully in and filling you in a way that only he has ever been able to do. You dropped your head and let a breath of both relief and frustration out. Tyler held still until he felt you relax around him, and no matter what kind of sex was being had, whether one of you were angry or not, he always made the point to take care of you.

“Whenever you’re ready, angel.” He breathily sighed behind you, his thumbs gently stroking the exposed skin of your hips. You nodded and picked your head up, pushing back against him as a silent signal that you were more than ready, and Tyler, knowing your body so well, knew what it meant.

He pulled out of you, leaving only his tip at your entrance for a few seconds before he slammed back in, pulling a series of whines from you that he wished he could listen to day and night. Your hands gripped the railing and his gripped your hips as he did everything he could not to come inside you right then and there. His teeth clenched behind his lips as he pulled back out of you just to drive back in again, and each time you made a different sound, let out a different whine or moan but he still didn’t hear what he wanted to hear.

His hand wrapped around the disheveled locks of your hair and pulled your head back. He folded over you again, his teeth grazing the shell of your ear before he rasped, “Remember what I told you?” His voice alone made you clench around him and he groaned when he felt it. “I want this whole fucking city to know my name.” He thrusted a little faster, banging into your g-spot each time.

“Fuck Tyler” you moaned as best as you could.

“Louder!”

“Tyler!” You shout, your voice strained but it surely echoes. The sun was just peeking over the horizon and it didn’t take a genius to know people were probably on their way to work right now. A lot of people were probably going to hear but at this point you didn’t care at all. All you cared about was what he was doing to you.

Tyler let go of your hair and found your hands instead. Your fingers spread and his fit in the spaces as he picked up the pace. He dropped his head to your back and peppered sloppy kisses to your warm skin, muttering against you, “You feel incredible, angel.” But you didn’t hear over your own broken moans and whimpers.

You felt that feeling that you’d been chasing after crash into you without a warning at all. Suddenly you were seeing white behind your eyelids and your knees buckled in, but Tyler was quick to grab your hips and steady you. Your walls throbbing around him were what drove him over the edge, and before he knew it his hips were stuttering and a low groan flew through the air before you felt his warmth fill you to the brim.

The feeling had you collapsing against the railing as pure ecstasy coursed through your body. After Tyler pulled out he slid his sweatpants back up to his hips and leaned back to admire the mess he’s made of you. You were attempting to catch your breath, hair sprawled every which way as you leaned over the railing.

Tyler pulled your dress back down and brushed the hair out of your face. He took a second to really look at you. To him, you’re always so beautiful in moments like this when your hair is a wild mess and your cheeks are tinted pink. He loves afterglow on you almost as much as he loves being the one to make you look like that.

He smirked down at you, his dimples showing as he did so. Hair was stuck to his forehead by the sweat he worked up and his eyes were low and hazy when you looked at him but he had never looked better. You chuckled lightly and shook your head as you managed to somehow stand straight up, even though you were a bit wobbly at the knees.

Tyler grabbed both of your shoulders and steadied you. “You ready for round two?” He smirked down at you, laughing when he saw your eyes widen instantly. He shook his head. “I’m just playing. You ready to get some sleep? I can tell you are. You’re all fucked out.”

“You look so proud to say that.”

“I am.” His sleepy eyes flickered from yours to your lips.

It may not have been the perfect time to address it but you knew it needed to be. After the events of the night and Tyler breaking some guys wrist for just simply touching you, it was time to clear the air and you both knew it. You couldn’t fuck things out forever.

“You know what happened?” You asked as you took a seat in the outdoor chair, and Tyler followed your actions as he leaned against the glass door. “What happened?” He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I think we fucked this whole friends with benefits thing up.” You admitted, feeling a tinge of heat underneath your cheeks. For some reason it was all too easy to give Tyler any and every part of your body but admitting your feelings was horribly difficult.

Tyler was silent for a couple of tense seconds, his lips folded underneath his teeth as he contemplated what he should say. Finally, he inhaled a deep breath and nodded his head. “I think we fucked that up from the start.” He shrugged one shoulder. “I caught feelings before I even knew your last name.”

He was unashamed to admit it and the boldness had you ready to jump on him and fuck until the sun went down. You knew you had feelings for Tyler too but to actually admit that felt terrifying considering you never wanted to give your heart to anybody after what you’ve been through in the past. Somehow between agreeing to be fuck buddies and now, you have confessed your whole life to Tyler. He’s the only person who knows you just as well as you know yourself. The only one to know your past and your struggles. Any secrets and desires. You gave your heart to him a long time ago but somehow you’re just now realizing it.

“You never told me.” You lowly whisper.

“You would have broke my heart if I told you.” He steps closer and brushes a piece of hair off of your shoulder before cupping your chin and raising your head. He then kneels down before you, his eyes roaming over every inch of your face, as if he’s deciding where to plant his lips and settles on your forehead.

“We don’t have to do this right now. Let’s go to bed. Together.” He offers his hand and you take it, and wordlessly the two of you find yourselves underneath the bed sheets in a different way. It was all too easy to wrap your arms around Tyler’s bare torso and lay your head on his chest, listening to the steady rythum of his heartbeat and occasionally tracing the outline of his tattoos.

There was a lot that probably needed to be said but the only thing that Tyler decided on was the only thing you really needed to hear.

“Ever since I met you, it’s only been you.” He whispers as his fingers lazily play with the ends of your hair. “You’re my one and only.”

You feel your heart flutter at that, and when he places a kiss to the top of your head. “Get some sleep, angel.” He whispers before he wraps his hand around your back. Before you drifted off into sleep you placed a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Goodnight, Ty.” You barely whispered and laid your head back on his chest, letting the sound of his heartbeat lull you to sleep.

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devilsxhook · 6 months

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hook is here! stop teasing now i need this match and to see hook kick some ass again

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735bueckers · 7 months

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they’re winning the idgaf awards ‼️‼️

#i’m loving this tag team so much #hook aew #orange cassidy #freshly hooked ?#aew #730 hook #all elite wrestling #tyler senerchia #cold hearted handsome devil #ftw champion #aew collision #aew orange cassidy

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hookhausenschips · 2 months

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Another Life (Songfic Mini Series)

Word Count: 1,453

Summary: Y/N realizes her worth after HOOK cheats on her

Warnings: Angst, cheating, sad.

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song: Another Life by Motionless In White

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

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Third Person POV

If I can't let you go, will darkness divide?

For the fiction of love is the truth of our lies

We were playing for keeps but we both knew the cost

Now the only way out's in your heart shaped box

The sound of tires crunching gravel echoed through the silent night as Y/N pulled up to their once-shared apartment. The weight of the truth she had discovered moments ago pressed down on her chest, suffocating her. Another life, just like the lies that had woven themselves into the fabric of their relationship.

She stepped out of the car, her legs feeling like lead as she trudged towards the entrance. Each step felt heavier than the last as if the ground itself conspired to keep her from facing the shattered remains of what she thought was love.

The door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit interior of their home. Memories flooded her mind, each one tainted now by the knowledge of betrayal. The laughter, the whispered promises, the shared dreams—all of it felt like a cruel joke orchestrated by fate.

Y/N made her way through the living room, her eyes catching sight of a discarded jacket on the floor. It wasn't hers. Her heart clenched at the realization, but she pushed forward, determined to confront the truth head-on.

The faint sound of voices drifted from the bedroom, sending a shiver down her spine. With trembling hands, Y/N pushed the door open, bracing herself for the sight that awaited her.

There they were, tangled in each other's arms, their whispers of affection like a knife twisting in my gut. He looked up, Tyler’s eyes widening in shock as he registered her presence. But there was no remorse in his gaze, only a cold indifference that shattered what little remained of her heart. Y/N couldn't bear to stay a moment longer. Without a word, she turned and fled, the echoes of their deceit following her like ghosts haunting her every step.

But I hate that it seems you were never enough

We were broken and bleeding but never gave up

And I hate that I made you the enemy

And I hate that your heart was the casualty

Now, I hate that I need you

Outside, the night air was cold against her skin, matching the emptiness that now consumed her. How could she have been so blind? How could she have trusted him with her heart, only for him to trample it beneath his feet?

Y/N wandered aimlessly, the weight of her grief dragging her down into a bottomless abyss. Each breath felt like a struggle, each heartbeat a painful reminder of the love she had lost.

With tears streaming down her face, she let out a guttural scream, the anguish of betrayal tearing through her like a hurricane. How could she go on knowing that everything she had believed in had been nothing but a lie? Y/N sat in her car, her hands trembling as she clutched her phone in her grasp. Tears blurred her vision, staining the screen with salty streaks.

"He’s happier here with me sweetheart," the words echoed in her mind, a haunting melody of betrayal. It was over. He was leaving her for the girl he cheated with, leaving behind shattered dreams and broken promises. Memories flashed before her eyes like scenes from a movie – the laughter, the late night drives to the next AEW show, the whispered promises of forever. How could it all unravel so quickly? How could love turn to ashes in the blink of an eye?

As we rest here alone like notes on a page

The finest to compose could not play our pain

With a candle through time I could still see your ghost

But I can't close my eyes, for it

For it is there where you haunt me most

Where you haunt me most

She had trusted him with her heart, opening herself up to him in ways she never thought possible. And yet, he had taken that trust and trampled it beneath his feet, leaving her feeling like nothing more than a discarded toy. Rage boiled within her veins, a fire consuming her from the inside out. How dare he do this to her? How dare he throw away everything they had built together for the sake of a fleeting moment of passion?

But beneath the anger, beneath the hurt, there was a deep, gnawing pain – the pain of betrayal. She had given him everything, and in return, Tyler had given her nothing but lies and deceit.

With a choked sob, she threw her phone across the car, watching as it landed in a heap of shards on the floor looking just like her heart felt. Shattered. She wanted to scream, to rage against the unfairness of it all, but the words caught in her throat, suffocating her.

In the silence that followed, Y/N felt a wave of numbness wash over her, enveloping her in its icy embrace. She had given him her heart, and he had broken it without a second thought. How could she ever trust again? How could she ever love again?

I hate that it seems you were never enough

We were broken and bleeding, but never gave up

And I hope that I stain through your memory

As we echo through time in the melody

Now I hate that I need you

Today

In the dimly lit apartment, the air hung heavy with tension. Y/N’s heart raced as she stood face to face with Tyler, her once-beloved fiancée.

Y/N’s voice trembled as she confronted Tyler, her eyes filled with tears. "How could you do this to me? I trusted you, Tyler."

HOOK shifted uncomfortably, unable to meet Y/N’s gaze. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I never meant to hurt you."

But the words fell flat, ringing hollow in Y/N’s ears. She could feel the weight of his betrayal crushing her soul. She remembered the late-night conversations, the laughter, and the promises they had made to each other. The engagement. But now, it all felt like a cruel joke.

"You promised you'd never leave me," Y/N whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tyler reached out to touch her, but Y/N recoiled, her heart aching with pain. "Don't. Just don't."

The silence between them was deafening, broken only by the melancholic melody of the song. Y/N felt as though she were drowning in her sorrow, suffocating under the weight of Tyler’s betrayal.

"I never meant for it to happen," HOOK finally confessed, his voice strained with guilt. "It was a mistake."

But Y/N knew that apologies were meaningless now. The trust between them had been shattered, irreparably broken.

And I hear you now when you said it hurt

But it had to fall, fall apart to work

As I see you now in what's left of me

Is it too late to plead insanity?

With a heavy heart, Y/N turned away from Tyler, her eyes brimming with tears. She couldn't bear to look at him any longer, couldn't stand the sight of the man who had destroyed her world.

She took off the ring that once promised a forever together and put it in Tyler’s hand. As she left the apartment, the remnants of their relationship left at the doorstep, a painful reminder of what could have been. But Y/N knew that she had to let go of the past and find the strength to move on, to start anew in a world where love was not tainted by lies and betrayal.

'Cause I hate that it seems you were never enough

Yeah, we're broken and bleeding in the name of love

And I hope that we meet in another life

As she walked away, Y/N vowed to herself that she would never let anyone hurt her the way Tyler had. As the sun rose higher in the sky, Y/N felt a glimmer of hope begin to stir within her. Another life awaited, one filled with possibilities yet to be discovered. And though the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, she knew that she would face them head-on, no longer shackled by the chains of a love that had turned to ash.

For in the end, it was not his betrayal that defined Y/N, but her ability to rise from the ashes and rebuild herself anew. As she walked into the dawn of a new day, she knew that she would emerge stronger, wiser, and more resilient than ever before.

I hope that we meet in another life

I don't hate that I need you

(I don't hate that I need you)

I don't hate that I need you

(I don't hate that I need you)

I don't hate that I need you

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heelswrestling · 4 months

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HOOK in New York 🗽

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wrestler-smash-or-pass · 5 months

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hook please

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mysticpandaninja · 6 months

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Heres this beautiful gif of HOOK

#all elite wrestling #aew hook #HOOK #cold hearted handsome devil #the lighting is beautiful

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zabwlky1999 · 3 months

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HOOK and Samoa Joe had an amazing match. I definitely see them getting in the ring again. HOOK put up an amazing fight. I’m so proud of HOOK though he did amazing and he didn’t give up! 2024 is definitely his year!

#aew hook #hook #cold hearted handsome devil #730 hook #tyler senerchia #tyler cole senerchia #all elite wrestling #aew dynamite #send hook

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HOOK

AEW Collision • April 6, 2024

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Confessions

Synopsis: Hook is having a bad day and just wants y/n’s attention, but so does someone else

Warnings: cursing

A/N: literally something that popped into my head nobody asked for. I hope you loveee it! Happy Forbidden Door day loves

Hook was going through it today. From the moment his eyes opened in the morning, anything that could’ve possibly gone wrong; went wrong.

That’s why he’s got attitude written all over his face, more than the usual. A shattered phone screen from dropping it on the concrete outside his hotel, a large stain on his shirt and sticky skin beneath from spilling his drink and not having time to shower before needing to arrive at the arena and to top it all off, he rounds the corner and finds you laughing at something Jack says.

Jack isn’t even funny.

He watched as the two of you were cutting up about something that was probably just a way for Jack to try and make a move on you. You were his friend, just like you were Hook’s but something about the look in Jack’s eye paired with the heartfelt laughs echoing down the hall made Hook’s ears burn. He didn’t like what he was seeing.

He watched with narrowed eyes as Jack discretely took a step closer to you. The two of you were way too close for comfort and it was taking Hook’s bad mood and tripling it. If anyone knew what Jack was trying to do, it was Hook. It was obvious he was trying to make a move on you. The lame joke he probably told you was his first little attempt and even though Hook had no grounds to be angry about it, he still was, and he didn’t care if he showed it or not.

His feelings for you were secretly bottled up and it has been that way for months now. He’s come close to confessing but every time he does he gets tongue tied. Nobody knows that but him, so it wasn’t like he told Jack and Jack still tried to get with you. But still, wasn’t okay to Hook.

In the midst of another eruption of laughter Hook clears his throat from behind Jack and earns your attention. There’s a look on Hook’s face that screams pissed off and he doesn’t try to mask it.

“Hey man” Jack slaps a hand on Hook’s shoulder making him tense up immediately. He knows he has no actual right to be mad at Jack right now but that doesn’t stop him from jerking his shoulder to get his hand off of him before he might actually break it off.

There was a look that crossed Jack’s face but he didn’t ask what was wrong. Hook ignored Jack’s stare and focused on you instead. He already knew you could tell something was going on with him like you always did. One thing that draws Hook to you like a magnet is the fact you can read him like a book, even when he doesn’t understand his feelings himself.

One look at his dark eyes and the way his lips were pulled in a thin, tight line and you could see that something was bothering him horribly.

“Can I talk to you for a minute, Y/N?” Hook asked, emphasizing your name as a non suggestive way to get Jack to leave. He took the hint but not without shooting another questionable glare Hook’s way.

“I’ll catch you later, Y/N.” Jack muttered before he walked off, leaving just you and the boy glaring down at you for reasons you didn’t understand.

“You okay?” You asked, wanting to reach out and rub your hand down his arm, or something that could maybe comfort him in some way but your hesitation kept you from it.

Hook inhaled a deep breath and exhaled an annoyed sigh before he simply shook his head. Truth be told, all he wanted was to see you, be the one laughing in the hallway at some stupid joke with you because you always had a way of brightening his whole entire day no matter how horrible it might be, and now he’s realizing that he has to do something before someone else does. Whether that be Jack or anyone else in the world.

“Well, what’s wrong?” You asked, wanting to take a step closer to him, but feeling as though your feet were nailed to the ground. You weren’t sure how to act or what to say or do, because the way Hook is staring down at you with a look in his eyes you hadn’t seen from him before made you feel like he was angry with you, or something along those lines.

“Do you and Jack have something going on?” He mustered enough courage to ask, swallowing past the lump in his throat. He watched as your brows knitted together and a look of genuine confusion crossed your face. He didn’t expect that you would ever lie to him, but he searched for the signs anyway.

“What? No. Why would you think that?” You asked, noting the way he seemed to somewhat relax his clenched jaw and stiff shoulders.

“I saw y’all cutting up down here, so I just thought-“ he cut himself off, feeling both relieved and now unsure how to go about this conversation without seeming like a total dick.

“Is that why you’re acting weird?” You asked, unsure if you were piecing the puzzle together or not. Hook being jealous of jungleboy made no sense… unless.

“I’m not acting weird.” He deadpanned. “I was just gonna say hes my boy and all but I don’t really think he’d be a good guy for you, personally.”

You stared up at him, unsure if you believed anything that he was saying. Hook avoided your stare and instead averted his attention to the hallway as if he was waiting for someone to show up and save him from having to have this conversation that made him feel incredible vulnerable and nervous, which was unfamiliar and uncomfortable territory for him.

“Mm.” You hummed, and he heard the skepticism in your voice. He knew you didn’t believe the bullshit he was feeding you. You crossed your arms and he caught sight of the way you were squinting at him, which he knew was something you did when you were thinking hard about something.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asked, mimicking the way you were looking by squinting his own eyes and crossing his arms.

“I mean you’re obviously lying to me.” You chuckled, noting the way his cheeks tinge red.

“I don’t lie. Especially not to you.” He replied, suddenly feeling extremely nervous and maybe even a little shaky. He tucked his hands tight into the folds of his arms so you couldn’t see if they were starting to tremble or not. An affect only you ever had on him.

“No?” You tested, taking a step forward. His adams apple bobbed as he swallowed but he was doing his best to keep that poker face on.

“Nope.” He nearly mumbled, slicking his tongue over the dryness of his plump lips as he looked down on you, into your wide and round eyes he never seems to be able to get enough of.

“Mm.” You hummed again. Nothing but skepticism filling your voice and he acted like he didn’t notice it.

“Mm?” He mimicked. “Mm what?”

You couldn’t help but let a smile creep up to your lips, which confused him. “What?” He asked again.

You shook your head and rolled your eyes, realizing that what everyone had been telling you was true.

“Tyler-“ the use of his real name suddenly had his heart hammering in his chest. It wasn’t often that you called him that, but he loved it every single time.

“Y/N.” His voice was a little shakier than he would have liked. He instantly cleared his throat and hoped you didn’t realize that he’s a ball of anxiousness because of you right now.

“Do you want to stop playing games and tell each other the truth now, or what?” You took another step closer, leaving you only mere inches apart. Hook was taken back by your sudden boldness and was left tongue tied like he always gets when he’s so close to finally, finally confessing his feelings for you.

Looking up into his round, dark eyes you can see that he was having all kinds of emotions coursing through him and it was likely you weren’t going to get a confession out of him first.

“You know what me and Jack were talking about before you showed up?” You asked, watching as Hook’s brows knitted and that tension returned to his face at just the mention of Jack’s name.

“Hm.” He hummed sternly.

“We were talking about you, and how you and I need to finally stop acting like nervous middle schoolers and finally admit how we feel about each other, because apparently we’re a hot topic around this place. Apparently we’ve been madly in love with each other from day one and everyone knows it but us.”

You laughed your way through the confession that wasn’t as much of one as you wanted it to be, and Hook wasn’t sure whether to take that and run with it or keep those feelings bottled up inside. As much as he wanted to admit everything to you, he still wasn’t sure if you’d feel the same way for him, and the last thing he wanted was to lose his best friend completely.

“That’s- damn. Didn’t know we were like, talked about so much.” He shifted on his feet as the nervousness crashed through him in another strong, unsteady wave.

“Me either.” You suddenly felt too nervous to look into his eyes. Your attention adverts to the floor where the tops of his shoes and yours were just a few centimeters from touching. Picking your head up you realize he was even closer now, and there was so much to be said but suddenly you couldn’t even fathom a single word.

Hook’s calloused hands cupped your cheeks gently. “If you don’t want me to kiss you, tell me now.” His raspy voice let out in a low, strong whisper. Your lips parted as if you were going to speak but nothing came out and as he moved in closer, you raised up on your tip toes and there was only a split second that passed before you felt his soft, plump lips land on yours, and as gentle as the kiss was, it ignited something extremely powerful within both of you instantly.

The taste of two types of mints lingered and intermingled between your mouth and his and it was going to be a flavor you craved from here on out.

Months. You both thought about this exact moment for months and finally it was happening and it was even better than your dreamiest fantasy. Hook was gentle and slow and the softness of his lips paired with the rough stubble prickling your skin was an experience all on its own. It was everything you never knew you needed and when he pulled away, you instantly craved him again.

His hands stayed cupping your cheeks as his thumbs gently dusted over your smooth skin, admiring secretly how silky smooth it was beneath the calloused pads. There wasn’t much you two could even fathom at that moment, both way too taken back to form words, and you were about to lean in again when you heard slow clapping from down the hallway.

You two immediately broke apart and put as much distance as possible between each other, Hook’s cheeks reddened deeply matching yours when you saw that the claps belonged to Taz.

“It’s about damn time.” He belted out with a hearty laugh that boomed down the hallway. “I hate to break up this love fest but Hook, your match is up next.”

That’s when Hook glanced at his watch and realized the time. He had two minutes to get to the gorilla. “Shit.” He muttered. “Can I meet you back here afterwards?” He asked, and you quickly nodded, unable to keep your smile from spreading widely across your face. Hook nodded back, then leaned in and placed a quick peck to your cheek before rushing off down the hallway to a waiting, smiling taz.

He threw his arm around his son as they headed towards the gorilla, and before they disappeared you heard the words, “You finally did it son. Fucking finally!”

#hook aew #tyler senerchia #hookaew #730hook #aew hook #hook x reader #hook imagine #hook fics #junglehook #all elite wrestling #aew fics #aew fic #hook aew fic #hook nation rise #cold hearted handsome devil #ftw champion #send hook

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