SHEPHERD OF FIRE.

@risesabove

“Revenge? That wasn’t— I guess you did put me through a lot. But, I’d rather just blackmail you through gettin’ you to give me whatever I want.” He pauses, shoving his hands in the pockets of his shorts. “And I meant that in the most affectionate way possible, babe.”

it was something adam found endearing in time; aj was calculated and intelligent in his own right, fully capable of concocting some harebrained scheme and carrying it out with success, but sometimes he missed the smaller details right under his nose if they weren’t spelled out clearly enough. it was only then that he’d begun to notice the certain ways in which aj was misunderstood. admittedly, there were times when he used that obliviousness to his advantage just to watch the other man squirm, and he had to give allen credit for learning to pinpoint when he was being worked.

when aj offers up the proper genre for the game, adam shrugs gently. “i think i like my version better. shooty-killy just sounds like a great time.” he couldn’t help but tease, but between aj’s warm hands moving affectionately against his chest and the soft pull of his bottom lip between the other man’s teeth, it leaves him momentarily dizzy. whether aj knew it or not, he had him wrapped around his damn finger.

wrapping a hand around one of aj’s wrists, adam pulls it up to press soft kisses to his knuckles, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth as he explains that the princess is off limits. “i would never dream of taking peach away from you,” he says. “besides, yoshi’s my guy anyway. i’d never abandon him.”

there’s a moment where he considers aj’s words, skin prickling with the subtle reminder of soft velvet and pink fuzz he’d become familiar with. then, he gives a quiet chuckle, nodding toward aj’s game setup. “tell you what. i have a new proposal.” he knew it was an offer aj wouldn’t be able to turn down easily. “double or nothing, you beat me and master yoshi, i’ll tell you that secret and let you dig out those pink things.”

@my-names-legion

“oh no. you think telling the kid you’d put him in a grave next to his dad might be crossing the line just a little bit?” raising a hand, adam pinches his thumb and index finger together for emphasis before playfully cuffing christian on the arm.

“matt should know better by now, though. that’s his own fault for pushing you.” far be it from him to extend any sympathy to matt hardy for sticking his nose in where it didn’t belong… “yeah, i saw the shirt. that was cute, huh?”

#003. ✭ replies #my-names-legion

“more like we kept pushing the line further and further along until one of us finally snapped,” adam adds, a proud smile playing on his face. the four of them had brought out the best and the worst in each other; some things that were better off left buried in the past and others that were worthy of being called a masterclass.

“you’re telling me. i’m blaming all these phantom aches and pains on falling off ladders. has nothing to do with middle age at all.”

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“ do i trust you? absolutely not. next question. ” (from kane <3)

an awkward shuffling and an even more awkward silence settles between them, leaving adam chewing nervously on the inside of his cheek for a moment. “well,” he says, nodding more to himself than to kane. “i guess that’s fair. i did sorta wreck your home… ruin your life… kidnap your dad… uh…” he takes a step back, just to be safe. “do you still want to be on my christmas card mailing list?”

#003. ✭ answered #brothersgrim

“ why are you really here? ” (from taker :| )

“not to grovel.” the statement comes out without a moment’s hesitation, a sincerity in his voice that had been temporarily lost to manic ramblings and vile threats. the undertaker was not a man of patience — adam knew that firsthand. he did not have time for games or the moral quandaries of others. this, however, was simple. “i need help.” most men in his predicament would be reluctant to ask, too proud — this was a problem of his own design, his own hubris finally come to collect. “but i’m not asking for me,” he says, and if there is an air of self-loathing in his voice, at least that much was honest. “for rey. for his son. before this completely spirals out of control.”

#003. ✭ answered #brothersgrim #// 💜💜💜

@my-names-legion

“oh no. you think telling the kid you’d put him in a grave next to his dad might be crossing the line just a little bit?” raising a hand, adam pinches his thumb and index finger together for emphasis before playfully cuffing christian on the arm.

“matt should know better by now, though. that’s his own fault for pushing you.” far be it from him to extend any sympathy to matt hardy for sticking his nose in where it didn’t belong… “yeah, i saw the shirt. that was cute, huh?”

#003. ✭ replies #my-names-legion

it almost didn’t seem fair. jack was doing his best to hold his own in this war with jay, but years of experience and the knowledge of how to dig deep to really make his words hurt left the kid outmatched. it was diabolical, if not completely psychotic, and adam had never been more proud.

“nothing ever was off limits between the four of us,” he says thoughtfully, if not reverently for how far they’d all come. “worry about crossing that bridge when he eventually comes back to beat your ass over it.”

@risesabove

“Revenge? That wasn’t— I guess you did put me through a lot. But, I’d rather just blackmail you through gettin’ you to give me whatever I want.” He pauses, shoving his hands in the pockets of his shorts. “And I meant that in the most affectionate way possible, babe.”

adam was a man of many weaknesses. some that were hidden well, buried beneath a sharp tongue and an icy demeanor, and some that were so obvious they would be impossible to believe. or maybe it was that aj didn’t quite understand the full extent of his power and his ability to make adam fall all over himself just to make him happy. a slight pout, a look in his crystal blue eyes that beckoned for attention… sometimes that was all it took, and allen didn’t need to utter another word to be given everything he wanted.

he would, of course, because if there was anyone else in this world who loved having the last word more than he did, it was allen jones.

listening to the other man ramble obliviously to his attempts to charm him, adam smiles to himself as his southern drawl fades into silence and soft, nervous breathing. feeling hands brush warm and tender over his chest, he lingers a few seconds longer just to share the space with aj.

“nothing shooty-killy since you always have an advantage there. though, i have to tell you, i’ve been practicing a little bit.” gently bumping his nose against aj’s, adam trails his fingertips down his neck and along his shoulder, offering a soft squeeze before letting go. “what about mario kart? something different.” smirking, he shakes his head. “if you beat me, i’ll tell you my secret to soft, moisturized lips. how about that?”

#003. ✭ replies #my-names-legion

@my-names-legion

“oh no. you think telling the kid you’d put him in a grave next to his dad might be crossing the line just a little bit?” raising a hand, adam pinches his thumb and index finger together for emphasis before playfully cuffing christian on the arm.

“matt should know better by now, though. that’s his own fault for pushing you.” far be it from him to extend any sympathy to matt hardy for sticking his nose in where it didn’t belong… “yeah, i saw the shirt. that was cute, huh?”

@risesabove

“Revenge? That wasn’t— I guess you did put me through a lot. But, I’d rather just blackmail you through gettin’ you to give me whatever I want.” He pauses, shoving his hands in the pockets of his shorts. “And I meant that in the most affectionate way possible, babe.”

“i don’t have any grand plans to put you through a meat grinder, if that’s what you’re asking,” adam says. “i’m saving those honors for someone else.”

he knows he shouldn’t give aj the satisfaction of seeing him squirm, but it’s an unconscious reaction unable to be helped. whether it was a holdover of guilt for the things he hadn’t quite spent enough time apologizing for, or just aj’s southern charm finding a way to disarm him… it worked, and adam found himself right in the palm of aj’s hand. as the other man lays out his master blackmail scheme, he’s unable to fight a genuine smile.

“all three in that specific order, or are you flexible?” but he doesn’t have to be told twice, closing the gap between himself and aj without hesitation. drawing his fingertips beneath the other man’s chin, he tilts his head up gently. “aj, you look great today. are you doing something different with your hair? it’s so shiny. this shirt really brings out your eyes, and—” he silences his own rambling by meeting allen’s mouth in a slow, lingering kiss, allowing himself the moment to savor the softness of his lips.

after a few long seconds, adam raises his head with a proud smile, his fingers tucking strands of brown hair behind aj’s ear before shrugging. “yeah, about that video game? bring it on.”

#003. ✭ answered #my-names-legion #// thanks for this!!! E&C forevaaaa

“ you should’ve seen the look on their face. it’s been so long since i’ve made someone that fuckin’ angry it was great. ” (From Christian. Can't send from sideblog)

“just how far do you plan on taking it? you know what i’ve always said about tormenting the kids.” he offers a look of feigned disappointment that slowly fades into a smirk. “your work isn’t done until you make ‘em cry.”

@risesabove

“Revenge? That wasn’t— I guess you did put me through a lot. But, I’d rather just blackmail you through gettin’ you to give me whatever I want.” He pauses, shoving his hands in the pockets of his shorts. “And I meant that in the most affectionate way possible, babe.”

“only a few attempted concussions, a separated shoulder… but who’s counting?” adam waves a hand noncommittally, jaw clenched with an air of awkwardness before chuckling softly. “there is something that can be so affectionate about blackmail, sure,” he says. “what do you want?”