#aew au

[madhatterbri]

Safe | W.O.

Summary: Will's enemy takes something very precious to him. His enemy won't live to make that mistake again. This is based on Will being in the same time period as the Peaky Blinders. ❤️

Author's Note: Starting up an AU series. Let me know if there is someone you all have in mind. Of course, Hangman is gonna be in it.

Warnings: Torture, blood, death, cursing

Proceed with caution.

Pure fiction starring Will, Kenny, Sammy, and Konosuke.

Y/N looked out the window of her home. The village streets were quiet except for the few farm animals running around. The inhabitants of the small village were secured in their homes. They didn't want to be caught by the wrong sorts. People taken this time at night were usually found with their throats slit in the morning. Fortunately for her, she was waiting for the wrong sort.

Will Ospreay was coming to visit her from Essex. He made sure to visit during the weekends. A knock on the door alerted her of his possible arrival. She turned to look at the clock on the wall. He was a little early, but she didn't mind. More time with him was never frowned upon.

"Coming," she called happily. She rushed to the door and opened it. Two men in suits stood before her. A cigarette hung loosely on one of their lips. He took one last drag before flicking the cigarette to the ground.

"You Y/N L/N?" The man asked, cracking his knuckles. She wasn't sure how to answer the question. She had only met Will's men a few times. Surely, they would know who she was if they were looking for her.

"May I help you?" She asked deflecting the question with another question. The two men looked at each other with a smile before rushing into her home. She screamed in fear. "What is this about?"

"You coming with us, little lady," one of the men grabbed her arms, placing them behind her back. She struggled to try to slip out of their hold. "Be a good girl and hold still,"

Y/N thrashed around, trying to push them off of her. The man in front of her was close to her head. She headbutted his nose, causing it to break on impact. Blood gushed out of the broken nose. His nose began to swell immediately as a bruise formed. He let out a series of curses while the man holding her arms laughed.

"Wrong move, bitch," the man with the broken nose growled. He punched Isabelle in the stomach causing her to double over in pain. The man's fingers snaked through her hair and pulled her back up. She yelped in pain as she stared into his eyes.

"We were going to play fair, little wench. Good night," he smiled. The man brought his other hand back and struck the right side of her face. Her body went limp as she lost consciousness.

Y/N started moving her head slowly. The world felt as if it was spinning around her. Throbbing pain from her head reminded her of her situation. She opened her eyes to see darkness. The rough fabric of a sack blinded her vision. The captured remained quiet, trying to listen for any sounds. Men were talking around her, but none of them sounded like Will. She wasn't sure if they knew that she woke up. The talking suddenly ceased. The rough sack was removed from her head, allowing her to see.

Her left eye scanned the occupants of the dimly lit room. Her right eye was swollen shut. No doubt a parting gift from the man she headbutted earlier. Three men stood around a table whispering. They were dressed in suits with long coats. They could easily pass as Will's men. Fear coursed through her veins. She turned her head and noticed the table of knives around them.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" She asked slowly still trying to get accustomed to her surroundings. The two men from before stood at either side of her. Their hands were placed roughly on her shoulders.

"We hear you got friends, miss. Friends that a lady like you shouldn't be havin'," the leader smiled and grabbed her chin roughly. Y/N studied his face. A beard and mustache covered a good portion of his face. The skin that could be seen was covered in scars and fresh cuts. Will talked about him before. His name was Kenny Omega, and he didn't mind roughing up men, women, or children to get information.

"I haven't got any idea what you are on about. I am a girl from the village," she gulped.

"The pretty ones always play dumb. They don't stay dumb for long when I show them my friends," he sighed and motioned his head towards the table. Kenny let go of her chin roughly. Different instruments started to click together as he moved them. He hummed to himself while looking through the contents that lay on the table. Y/N tried to move, but the men on her sides held her steady.

"I don't know nothing," she attempted to resist the men holding her. Their grip on her shoulders intensified.

"Last chance little girl. Bruises go away, but these are forever. You will find that life isn't as kind to the deformed," he pointed at the different scars across his face. He grabbed a knife. No doubt this utensil was used before in previous attacks. He smiled at the knife upon seeing his reflection. "This will do,"

He walked over to her and placed the knife against her cheek. The sharp tip cut into her skin, causing drops of blood to fall. She screamed in pain.

"What do you want to know?"

"Tell me about Will Ospreay," he answered. "And no lying,"

"We grew up together,"

"Is that all?" He asked with a smirk. "Why does he come to the village to see you?"

"He is just visiting me,"

"Wrong answer," he sighed. "And you were doing so well."

Kenny motioned to the man next to her. She could feel the man smiling next to her. Her arm was grabbed roughly and positioned on display for the madman. The knife was placed firmly against her arm. A series of pleas for him to stop echoed throughout the room. He dug the blade into her skin before sliding the knife across her arm. She screamed in pain again. Blood started rolling down her arm.

"This is one of the many perks about this job. I can smell lying," he smiled, licking the blood from the blade. Y/N attempted to resist their hold again to no avail.

"We are... lovers," she gulped as tears poured down her cheeks. Doubts of seeing him again started to toy her mind. He warned her about the life she was getting into by being with him. The money and jewelry came with a price, and she was currently paying for it.

"I know, little one. Another perk is paying people to give me the information I want. Your dear little friends were more than willing to give me the information I needed for a few mere pounds," he stared at her eyes. "I left a note in your house on where to find you. He has two options: let his whore die or risk himself to save her. I think we both know which he will choose,"

Y/N was slipping in and out of consciousness. Every time she passed out, they splashed her with water to keep her awake. Her body felt battered and bruised. She could feel hope in Will rescuing her, starting to fade away.

"Please let me go. I have told you everything I know. I won't tell a soul what happened here," she begged once more for her release.

"Oh, I know, little one," he motioned for the men to grab her head. A man grabbed her hair and pulled back. She yelped from the sudden movement. The two men worked together to keep her mouth open. "Unfortunately, you won't be speaking again. Maybe we will even add a little smile. Whores are so much prettier when they smile," The knife came closer to her mouth.

"Step away from her, bruv!" A loud yell sounded throughout the room, followed by a gunshot. One of Kenny's men fell to the ground, dead from a gunshot to the chest. Konosuke stood at the door. His dark hair is wild to signal that he has been in a fight. Bruises and cuts cluttered his face. He wore a suit and long coat.

"A one-man army," Kenny chuckled and placed a cigarette on his lips. He lit the cigarette and took a puff. "And not even the right soldier,"

"Wrong, Omega," Will spoke from behind him. He took off his cap and slapped Kenny in the face with it. Sharp razors tucked inside the cap sliced open his face. He grabbed his face and fell to the floor, screaming in pain. The other man holding her started to run from the scene. Sammy Guevara appeared and shot the man attempting to escale. The dead man fell to the ground with a thud. Will balled up his fists and punched Kenny until he was no longer moving.

"Let's get you out of here," Will stated and turned his head to look at her. His clothes were bloody from a mixture of his blood and those of his enemies. He kissed her softly as she started to sob. "You are safe now. I've got you,"

[coleskingdom]

Something More

Adam Page x female reader

Same AU as Debut

As we departed for our honeymoon and wedding night the stories that women had been taught about their wifely duties weighed heavy on my mind. Adam took my hand as he helped me into the carriage, he settled in beside me. “ Are you happy?” He asked “ I am” my voice shakier than I had hoped. “ Darlin, what’s wrong?” He asked and my face flushed a crimson “Adam, I’m nervous I’m going to disappoint you….tonight “ I said leaning into him. He settled his arm around me “Darlin, you could never disappoint me. I’m a patient man, there’s no rush, we have the rest of our lives.” his voice soft.

He checked us into the hotel, it was a grand room. He picked me up and carried me across threshold. He kissed me when he sat me down. The kiss was tender and his mouth moved on mine and I clung to him. The dark wooden furniture and the largest bed I had ever seen. There was a settee in the room, “ Adam, can we talk?” I asked earnestly “Darlin, we can always talk, I always want to listen to you , comfort you and love you.” the tenderness in his voice easing my nerves. “ I understand my wifely duties, I understand that men take great pleasure in the act, and I’m prepared to give you that.” my voice in a higher octave than I hoped. “ Darlin, let me stop you, do you like kissing me? “ he asked “ Yes” I said “Do you feel attracted to me?” He asked “Yes” I said a blush coming to my face. “ Have I in our brief courtship ever given you in indication that I want you trapped into a preconceived notion of what it means to be my wife?” He asked “No” I said “But..” he cut me off “ what leads you to believe that you won’t enjoy our marital bed? Is it what other gentlewomen have told you ?” his attention fully on me. “Adam, it’s what I’ve been told by mother all my life. “ Adam chuckled “You my dear are not your mother. I’m much more interested in what your grandmother told you.” his eyes full of mischief, “ My grandmother, well she was a bit more….optimistic.” I laughed

“ There’s that laugh I love so much. Darlin, I love you and I desire you. Let me make you happy, let me show you how it should be.” his voice taking on a rich tone.

He kissed me, his mouth exploring mine, his hands gently cradling my face as he deepened the kiss. His lips moved slowly around my jaw, and down my neck. Staying a little longer in a spot that I made a little noise at. My senses overwhelmed, “Adam” I said in a voice I didn’t recognize. “ Yes” his mouth not stopping “ can I touch you?” I asked wanting to run my fingers through his golden locks. “ Of course I am yours as much as you are mine.” My hands ran through his hair , an appreciative groan falling from his lips. He took his time, my body began to relax, and respond to his attention. He removed my dress, and undergarments he kissed places I never imagined being kissed a blush covered my body, as he began to undress. My eyes lingered appreciatively on his chest, my hands touching his chest, he was patient as I placed my hands on him, and my lips on him. He picked me up and laid me down on the bed, he positioned himself over me “ Darlin this maybe uncomfortable and I’ll do everything to make it as pleasurable for you as I can. It won’t be like this always.” He kissed me deeply “Just keep looking at me, you can touch me, kiss me, grab my hand. “ I nodded my head as my breath hitched , “ I love you “ I whispered desperately, “ I love you my dear.” He positioned himself between my legs , he kissed me as he pushed inside, stopping to allow me to adjust. “Darlin, are you okay?” I nodded my body adjusting to this new sensation, “I’m gonna move a little bit we are almost there.” he said pressing another kiss to my lips, his hand reached for mine, and placed it above my head all of his weight on his arm trying not to crush me. I squeezed his hand as he pushed in, I winced at the brief pain, but it was not as bad as I had been told. “Adam, it’s okay, I’m okay” I said a smile on my lips, my hand reaching his muscular back. He began to move and set a pace that caused my body to feel a tingling that I didn’t know how to describe, my body suddenly taking over my hips meeting his as if this was the most natural thing in the world. “ Adam” I moaned as my legs began to shake around him, a feeling of pressure in my abdomen building. “ It’s okay just let go.” he said as I fell over the edge into a feeling I never felt , it was so pleasurable that it felt sinful. He continued to move and he found his own pleasure in my body. He collapsed and rolled beside me. “ Darlin, how do you feel?” a concern on his face. “Happy, relaxed, sore, sleepy, mostly happy.” I said curling into his chest, his strong arms around me. “Was it okay for you?” I asked afraid to meet his eyes. “Darlin you were everything and more than I could’ve dreamed of.” He smiled conspiratorially “It only gets more fun from here my darling.” His fingers brushing my hair, as I fell asleep listening to the beat of his heart.

[diskaywrites]

Whumptober 2024

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 #𝟑: "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮" 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐎𝐟: 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐞 𝐉𝐫, 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐈𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 (𝐨𝐜), 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬 (𝐨𝐜), 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐑𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬 (𝐨𝐜), 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐙𝐚𝐲𝐧, 𝐊𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: 𝐌𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥

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"I saw him watching her again," came the timid voice of Wheeler Yuta as he spoke up at the long table in the grand hall, watching as Jarl Danielson excused himself from the morning meal. The young squire's dark brown eyes never left the retreating form of the man who employed him, the man he had sworn his life to serve. Since the victory against the last man who had stood up the kingdom, Bryan had been seen staring at the daughter of his best knight, a girl in her twentieth summer named Chelsea.

The daughter of the man Wheeler couldn't help but notice as his grip grew tighter on the knife he currently held in his hand.

Jon Moxley was the knight commander to the small sector of land that was ruled by the jarl. He had always taken pride in his family, be it his wife Angela or his children. While his eldest Brianna had decided to marry a prince he did not particularly care for in Matthew Jackson, Jon had been careful to guard his younger daughter's heart, be she adopted or not. Chelsea had already fallen in love with a man who had broken her heart in Zack Sabre Jr, a renegade who led a group of mighty who did not kneel, so hearing that the much older jarl had his eyes on her was infuriating. "What do you mean he was staring again, Wheeler?"

The young man ducked his head, almost shy, "Sir...I..."

The other lord that had taken interest in Wheeler's study, a scholar of a man named Claudio, put a comforting hand on his pupil's shoulder, "It is okay, Wheeler. You do not have to fear."

"This morning when I was helping to attend to Chelsea, I saw Jarl Danielson waiting for her in the gardens," Wheeler let out an almost nervous breath. His fingers tapped against his leg, trying his best to calm himself down.

"Thank you for letting me know, my boy," Claudio gave a gentle squeeze of the younger man's shoulder, "You should go prepare for our lessons. The bow today, yes?"

Wheeler gave a nod, standing up and heading towards the exit of the great hall. The room was silent for a moment, the remaining two men enjoying the morning meal. Jon didn't look at Claudio, chewing around a mouthful of bread, "I warned you."

"Jon, you must think about this," Claudio let out a deep breath, one he wasn't even aware that he was holding, "He does not know..."

"You suffered the same rejection," Jon's voice was even and measured, but there was a hint of anger dancing at its edge, "Cassandra did not choose to wed you either."

Claudio hung his head, silent for a moment in his grief. Cassandra Irvine was the princess of another kingdom, the sister to his Jon's beloved Angela. Though Danielson and himself had both competed for the hand of the woman, it was Rami and Kevin, two of their compatriots, who she had chosen. Claudio had been hurt, yest, but he had thrown himself into his work. Danielson on the other hand had seemed to crumble. On more than one occasion, Claudio had heard Cassandra's name tumble from their jarls lips in substitute for Chelsea's name. He was mad, both with his love for the woman who had chosen another and with power.

"I love her, but I-"

"YOU have a brain in there," Jon snarled with a shake of his head, "you have not lost yourself to your grief. But I have 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 you what would happen if he kept on pursuing my daughter."

"Jon, please. We must be civil-"

"CIVIL!?" Jon shouted, slamming his hands on the table in front of him, "You wish me to be civil with a man who wishes to possess what is not his? You have heard Chelsea speak of how he makes her feel. Would you allow him to take it a step further?"

Claudio's eyes finally met Jon's, "No. No, we do not allow such a thing."

"Then it is settled," Jon spoke as he stood, "we plot the death of our jarl."

[krysawyr]

And your new Student Body President....

Darby Allin had been joking when he said he was voting for Jon Moxley for Student Body President. It was that Chuck kid’s fault really, always going on about something…

It’d been the start of the semester, phys ed class. Despite it being a nice day outside, those idiot jock twins had convinced Coach to have them all play basketball. Darby was on defense, guarding Chuck. Who was rambling on about something or another. The ball was tossed to a wide open Orange Cassidy by one of the Jacksons, only for it to bounce off his chest. Darby grabbed it quickly and brought it to the three point line, turning around to get nearly smacked in the face by Chuck’s outstretched hand. 

“...Jericho is lame but MJF is annoying,” Chuck continued to ramble, Darby rolled his eyes, trying to look around the bigger kid, “who are you voting for?” Chuck asked. Darby sighed. 

“I dunno, Jon Moxley?” Darby grumbled, trying to dribble around him. 

“You’re voting Mox for Student Body President?” Chuck laughed, rather loudly. Mox wasn’t running in any stretch of the imagination, so it was kinda weird, but really he had just said the first name to come to mind. In the end Darby was too busy driving to the basket and scoring a layup to notice the reaction. He looked around after the ball fell in with a satisfying swish. The entire gymnasium was looking at him. 

“Dude that’s genius,” one of the Jacksons said, breaking the silence. 

And thus the campaign for Moxley’s candidacy started. Without Mox even knowing. Jon rarely came to school in the first place, and when he did he was always starting fights, so it wasn’t all that surprising he didn’t know about it. Darby hoped it wouldn’t be a big deal to the belligerent junior, but hoped more that it wouldn’t come to fruition. These hopes were dashed when the current Student Body President read out the winner. 

“Jon Moxley?!” Chris Jericho screeched. “He’s not even on the ballot!” The school erupted in cheers. 

The Election Results Assembly was put on hold as the teachers dispersed to go find the new Student Body President. When he was finally found, and MJF and Jericho were removed from the stage (with much kicking and screaming), Jon Moxley was given the microphone for his acceptance speech. 

“Who did this?” Mox grumbled, sounding equal parts annoyed and confused. And that was when Darby’s day went from bad to worse. 

The entire student body turned to look at him. Or at least it felt like it. And what’s worse: Mox noticed. Darby could feel the older student’s eyes bore into him from across the room. 

“Your days are numbered kid,” Mox mumbled, tossing the microphone aside and walking off stage, his boots clomping up the center of the auditorium and down the hall to utter silence. Once he was gone someone whistled and the applause started up again and Darby Allin officially died inside. 

[coleskingdom]

Debut

Adam Page x f reader

AU Charleston SC Pre War

The hustle and bustle of Charleston’s race week, in addition to my debut to society had turned my appearance in to the sole topic of conversation. My mother and grandmother, going over who I would be introduced, and should accept onto my dance card. Bored by the names being listed, Mr. Rhodes, The Jackson Brothers, Mr. Cole. “What about Mr. Page?” I asked my mother clutched her pearls and my grandmother smiled. “You will not be associated with that scoundrel, he’s been disowned by his own family” She said tersely.

I’d seen Mr. Page in town visiting his sister, who I had been friendly with at school. “ He’s just returned from New Orleans, after being in the California territories.” I said dreamily. “That man can sure sit a horse” my thoughts of Mr Page fell out my mouth. “That’s enough of your sharp tongue young lady. Your father and I both forbid you even glancing at the man. “ exasperated she finally left my room. My grandmother remained “Child you’re gonna be the death of her. Though Mr. Page isn’t much different than your own grandfather at that age, and you’re right that man can sit a horse.” She said conspiratorially “If he offers you a dance, take it if you’d like. I’ll handle your mother.”

The night of the Saint Cecilia ball, I was in a new blue polished cotton dress that had been designed in the new style from Paris. My grandmother loaned me her blue topaz necklace and earrings as they matched my eyes. My dance card was almost full, while handsome each man was a copy of the next. The same painfully polite conversation through each dance. During the quadrille I caught Mr.Page looking at me from the corner of the room, a whiskey and cigar in hand in a black suit, his handsome face casted in a shadow as he stared intently as he took a drink. After the dance I curtsied, and made my way to the punch bowl. Mr. Page came up beside me, his presence alone was intoxicating. “ Miss, may I be so forward to ask you for a dance. I know that your family vetted all of your previous partners.” he said “It’s my understanding from my little sister that it’s your debut season. While I am not the character of these other gentlemen, I do believe that I can cure your boredom that’s been on your face all evening.” smiling with a grin that made me light headed. “ So you’ve been watching me, this evening.” I said bashfully. “ I couldn’t have even if I had tried, you’re the most beautiful woman in the room. There’s something about that calls to me. So may I have this dance.” Offering his hand. “Yes, Mr Page I will give you this dance.” Taking his hand, as we stepped on the floor.

“Call me Adam” he said as he pulled me close for the waltz. I felt a flush as he pulled me in for the dance, he placed his hand on my back as he led. Our bodies in perfect time, to the music. “Miss, you finally look like you’re having fun.” He said smiling, “ Is this process supposed to be fun. I’ve been very bored, and I wish there was more to my life than this social obligation.” I said truthfully. “ I apologize Mr. …. I mean Adam. My mother says my tongue is to sharp, that it’s my father’s influence and my grandmother’s encouragement.” I smiled “ I surmise that you haven’t enjoyed this experience much. You can answer me honestly.” he said as his grip tightened as we glided across the floor. “I just think there should be more to my life, than these parties, running a household, and having babies.” I said freely, “ I love to read, I’d like to see the world, my mother says I have wanderlust. That I should focus on my future and a suitable husband. That if I don’t settle down soon, I won’t be anyone’s first choice. “ I said the dance ending , he bowed and I curtsied realizing my time with him was over my face fell back into its complacent mask. “ Where’d you go?” He asked recognizing my change in posture and attitude. “ I’m sure that I’ve sufficiently bored you, with my petty problems, of womanhood.” I said as we exited the dance floor. “May I accompany you outside? You look like you could use fresh air.” He said a hand guiding the way to the back porch.

The air around us was a welcome relief from the stifling warmth of the house. “Mr. Page, what is it that you are doing, and why are you here? “ I asked, as the moonlight lit his golden curls, he laughed “ To be honest I don’t know, I’m sure that having been disowned by my own father has done nothing for my social standing. I’m here because when I saw you visiting with my sister, you had a spark of life and mischief in your eyes. I’ve been to California territories where I made a small fortune, to New Orleans, and to Cuba, and nothing and no one has caught my attention the way you have. I guess like recognizes like.” he said stepping closer to and looking in my eyes. The man before looked at me, as if he knew everything about me. “ I have to go, I’m sure my mother is looking for me.” I said abruptly . “ May I call on you? He asked “ Yes Mr. Page, I mean Adam you may.” I said as I walked away from the most intriguing man I had ever met.

[coleskingdom]

A Grand Adventure

Adam Page x F reader

Same era as Debut

As the night came to an end, the smile on my face as I entered the carriage with my mother and father nearly gave away my secret. My mother said that Mr. Cole had been quite taken with me as well as the eldest Jackson brother. She suggested meeting with both families at a lunch. I looked out the carriage window nodding my head absently and noncommittally. Upon returning home, my grandmother was waiting in my bedroom with a tea tray. “So….tell me, did the handsome Mr.Page ask you to dance. ?” She asked impatiently. “Yes, and he dances divinely.” I said wistfully. “ is there any substance to the man or is he just a pretty face? “ she asked solemnly “ I enjoyed his company immensely he was interested in . I don’t think mother saw us together but I fear father may have.” I said sipping the tea that she poured . “ I’ll handle your father and remind him that you’re a smart young woman who deserves to be happy. Marriage is hard, you need to have a connection or you’ll be miserable. Did Mr. Page say he would call upon you?” She asked softly “ Yes, but Adam didn’t say when.” I replied “ Get some sleep dear, I’ll handle your father who will handle your mother.” As she squeezed my hand before exiting the room.

My father and grandmother met with Adam when he came to call the following day. I was grateful my mother was at the sewing club when he arrived. My grandmother was charmed by him and was won over quickly by him. I’m sure the bottle of French perfume and fresh flowers he brought helped. My father heard Adam’s explanation as to his disownment. Having known the elder Page he wasn’t surprised that they had butt heads and admired Adams ability to build a life of his own. “ My daughter is quite the handful, she’s been spoiled by me and her grandmother. I treated her both as my daughter and as my only child my son as well. She can shoot, ride horses both European and Side Saddle I’ve been quite liberal in letting her explore her interests, she reads the same books I read at West Point, she reads the newspapers and has her own views and opinions” my father said proudly looking at me. “ If you’re looking for a docile woman as your betrothed I’d ask you to reconsider. “ he said stoically. “ Sir, ma’am , it is my intention in life to find my like. I mean to find someone to not just share my life with, but to enjoy life with.” Adam said matter of factly as possible. He did not waiver under my father’s intense gaze. “Well then, it will be daughter’s decision as to if and whom she is to marry. Son, you have my permission to court her, should she be open to it.” My father and grandmother each left the room. My grandmother winking as she exited. “ Your grandmother is quite the woman, I see where your fire comes from.” Adam said laughing. His warm rich laugh filled the room. “Your father is quite proud of you as well. I don’t know that I’ve ever met a woman whose father brought up her shooting and horsewoman ship so casually. I don’t know if that was meant to be comforting or a warning.” This time I laughed “ knowing father it was probably a bit of both.” I said putting my hand to my mouth. “ I could listen to that sound forever.” He said “ What?” I asked “ Your laugh, now that I’ve heard it, I want to hear more of it.” he said.

I heard the front door open and my mother’s voice when she entered the parlor. “Why is he here?” As she pointed accusingly at Adam. “ I forbade you from evening speaking to him, and now he’s here in our home. Does your father know?” Her voice angrier by the moment . “ I best leave” Adam said softly “ Ma’am I never meant to upset you. For that I am truly sorry.” his voice calm . I had enough of my mother “ Mother, calm down, Father gave Adam permission to court me, after speaking with him and grandmother. In fact he told me that it’s my choice who I marry, if I should so choose to. “ My voice firm and unwavering.

“What’s all this commotion?” My father stepping into the foyer “ Dear what is wrong?” he asked my mother unsure as to why she was so angry. “ Your daughter, and that scoundrel, she said you gave her permission to be courted by him.” Her fury still rising.

“ I did, he met with mother and I. I think that they’d be a good match after the conversation and mother agrees. I understand that you had hopes of a Jackson or a Cole family engagement. However, that’s a social marriage. I’m thinking of our daughter’s happiness, neither Cole nor the eldest Jackson would know what to do with our daughter.” He said calmly.

“ I won’t have it.” She said spitefully. “If this is her choice she will be cut off. She will be disowned and disinherited.” her voice pure malice.

My grandmother had now heard enough I hadn’t realized she was behind me. “ Now listen here, I’m the matriarch of this family, it’s his side of the family that brought wealth into this household. Your bitter ugliness is showing, I’ve seen it for years. You wanted a different life, you wanted a different husband, my son has been good and faithful to you. You shouldn’t saddle your daughter with your coldness and resentment. Upon her wedding day I have a trust set up for that I am in sole control of till then It is not a dowry but simply money that she can choose how her life shall be. Your threats are hollow, she will always be part of this family.Do you have any further comment or can these two resume their day. I believe they were headed for a carriage ride and a picnic.” She said handing me a basket she had put together. My mother stormed up stairs and knowing the battle was over slammed her door.

“Son, I’m sorry you had to witness my wife’s theatrics.” My father said opening the front door, “ My mother packed you both a picnic, please try to enjoy the rest of the day.” Encouraging both of us out the door. “ Yes sir, I’ll have her back at a respectable time. “ Adam said My father kissed my cheek “ I’m trusting you with my world “ looking Adam in the eye and Adam nodded knowingly.

Adam helped me into the carriage. “ I understand if that was too much .” I said softly not blaming him one bit if he turned and ran from this situation. “Darlin, if you think that’s the first family argument I’ve seen, then you’d be wrong. Have I mentioned how much I like your grandmother.” He laughed as he drove us down the road. We chatted about books and poetry, the desire to travel to Europe and Egypt. He told me of how French New Orleans was, how California might as well be a world away. He pulled off by the river, where the shade of the live oak trees and the breeze off the river seemed the perfect place to picnic. Grandmother had packed fried chicken, potatoes and fruit pies as well as lemonade. We ate and chatted. Adam said it was the best meal he’d had in ages. I told him I knew my grandmother’s recipes and that I had been under her hand the entire time. “If you could have anything in this world , what would you ask for?” I asked him, leaning back on the tree. “A kiss from you” the grin on his face undeniable. “Seriously, out of everything in this world” as I turned my face he kissed me gently. His forehead rested on mine. I blushed as he was my first kiss. “Darlin, if you could have anything in this world what would you ask for?” He asked “A kiss from you” I said softly, he kissed me again. “ I want to do that for my the rest of my life” he said, “ You do?” I asked shyly. “ I want to make laugh, smile and hear every thought that passes through your head.” the tenderness in his voice breathtaking. “What are you saying?” I asked searching his eyes, “ I knew from the moment that my hand touched yours,that we were meant to be. It was as if I had known you forever. I’d like to ask you father for your hand in marriage unless you’re opposed.” his voice a soothing caress. “ Adam, you’re sure, because my father will give you his blessing, and I don’t need a long courtship. I want you to be sure, because I know that you’d make me happy. Being with you is as natural as breathing. I’d do everything to make you happy. “ I said my voice conveying the hope and happiness I felt in his presence. “ I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” He said kissing me again. “ Let me get you home, so I can speak to your father.” he said as we picked up our picnic.

Adam asked my father for my hand in marriage. My father and grandmother were pleased with my choice of husband. My grandmother sat me down the morning of my wedding to bestow her final words of wisdom.

“ Love him, love him fiercely, love him recklessly, love him as you love yourself. Don’t be afraid, my sweet granddaughter, life is going to be a grand adventure. I’m so proud of you for choosing love. Tomorrow before you depart, the bank will have a letter of credit for you, and give you access to your trust. Darling girl, I fear what is ahead, the rumblings are loud and getting louder everyday. I have arranged with Adam’s blessing for you both to do the grand tour. Stay away as long as you can, write to me often, do not let some fool sense of loyalty put either of you in a peril. If this is the last time I see you, I will know you are happy, in love and safe. I want you to know you’ve been my greatest gift, and that I will always be here no matter what. I love you.” Her voice weakened as emotion took over.

My mother refused to attend my wedding claiming that she was ill. My father and grandmother handed me to Adam at the altar. My father and Adam, had a deep understanding of each other and my father traditionally stoic not only shook his hand but hugged him. My father hugged me and told me, he loved me and that he was proud of me. Adam and I said our vows as he kissed me politely he smiled. “ This is just the beginning “ he said as we turned and walked back up the aisle.

[krysawyr]

Ur so fucking right i want more aedub high school au in general 💕💜❤️

I love HS AUs in general but oh my god could you imagine AEW/BTE???

Little freshman Marko hanging out with the upper-classmen Luchasaurus and Jungleboy getting into all sorts of shenanigans 

The Best Friends and Orange Cassidy trying to kill Brandon maybe because of the way he’s DMing a D&D game

The Elite being a jock clique that just recently kicked Adam Page out for like throwing a basketball game or something.

Jon Moxley jokingly being the write-in candidate for student body president and actually winning only for MJF to make a fuss and start a campaign

Brandon and Peter Avalon trying to be more than water boys/bench warmers

The Dark Order starting a lawn service after Page mentions he wanted to 

Just think of the drama! The cafeteria fights! The general tomfoolery!

[krysawyr]

Senior!Luchasaurus and sophomore!Jungle Boy became friends because they went to the same summer camp one year as kids and stuck together ever since. They bond with freshman!Marko after noticing that he was getting bullied by the Dark Order and sticking up for him; now, they all skip class to pull pranks on jocks!Elite and Dark Order, but they're smart enough to not get caught so the two groups think they're in a prank war with each other (which leads to SO much chaos, they think it's hilarious)

Yes yes and yes! 

I love everything about this! Especially the idea of a Dark Order v Elite prank war that really was started by the Jurassic Express, I mean who doesn’t love a prank war?? 

Dark Order trying to get everyone to join when someone glitterbombs their Kool-Aid container

The old balloon on the tailpipe trick on the Buck’s precious pick up truck

Something to do with thumb tacks...

And summer camp! Oh my god Anon, you’re genius!! I can already imagine Jurassic Express at the camp’s lake jumping off Luchasaurus’s shoulders! 

And of course everyone has their favorite place to hide out while skipping class: 

Under the stairs, which the janitors find suspiciously void of cobwebs due to Kenny making sure their hide out is clean

The old band room that’s now just full of broken instruments and the occasional purple Kool-Aid container

Under the gym bleachers, since phys ed is often not in there, plus people accidentally drop unopened bags of candy between the steps during games and Orange will eat anything

The locker rooms -- oh my god the locker rooms...

Guys. I want to write AEW HS AUs but I’m afraid of getting everyone’s characters wrong.