Whumpril 2024
April 7th, 2024
HESITATION
Ludwig Kaiser/Sadie Cullen (OC)
Apocalypse Verse
They called her Little Mother and it was part of Marcel's job to keep a close eye on her, both in the world before and in the world now.
Sadie Cullen had always been the epitome of grace and sophistication. Even if the new world was not kind to those who had once called the arts their profession, it did not mean she was any less of an artist. Sadie's form of expression had always been the dance, ballet primarily. It was how she had fallen in love with Walter, the leader that Marcel followed no matter what. It was also how Marcel had come to fall in love with Sadie, their Little Mother.
Now, here in the world after, it was up to the men of Imperium to protect Sadie and her best friend Alyssa when threats like this came calling.
The horns that signaled the arrival of one of the worst men in The Wasteland, a man they called The Redeemer, rang out throughout the Imperium encampment. Marcel had been sitting with Sadie, enjoying the quiet morning, as the horns sounded. He was first to his feet, glancing at the third man in the room, Fabian. "Is he here?"
"Yes," Sadie answered for Fabian as she got to her feet, eyes darting from the door to Marcel. He had expected the fear in her eyes, but there was something deeper at the core. Worry? No, no she would never worry about this. She turned to Fabian, "Go find her. Please."
The her in question was Alyssa Santos, the encampment medic. Even in a terrifying moment like this, Sadie's thoughts were of her best friend. It was part of that selflessness that made her their Little Mother. Fabian ran to find the other girl just as fast as he could. From another part of the makeshift camp he could hear footsteps, meaning that he had no time to get Sadie to safety. Marcel pulled her behind a set of crates, signaling for her to remain low and silent.
Just as a hard thwack from behind connected with Marcel's back.
Marcel turned on his heel to see the well-dressed man behind him, holding a black baseball bat. This couldn't be the Redeemer, no. This scrawny, barely threatening thing had to be one of the Redeemer's well known lackies. If he had to guess, Marcel assumed that this was the man who called himself The Artiste. The bald man swung his bat again, only for Marcel to catch it with one hand. He pulled in, using his grip to pull the other man in with him. Marcel caught the stranger with a headbutt, sending him sprawling to the ground. The stranger glanced towards where Sadie was hidden, closing his eyes after a moment.
Marcel raised the bat high, about to send it crashing down on the stranger's face, when suddenly Sadie was between the two. "Little Mother, move out of the way!"
"Marcel...I..."
There was a hesitation to her voice and it caused Marcel to lower the bat. "D...do you know this man, Sadie?"
She looked at the ground, as if ashamed, "Marcel...what you should understand is..."
"Speak, little mother," Marcel took a gentle hold of her chin, tilting the woman's face up to meet his piercing blue gaze, "do you know him?"
"His name is Matthew Rehwoldt...and he...he's my friend."
Fandom/Character(s): WWE NXT, Marcel Barthel x Reader
Word Count: 720 words
Warnings: nope
Summary: Reader convinces Marcel to go to her hometown's holiday fair
Day 5 of @champbucks 12 Days of Christmas (@12daysofchristmas)
Masterlist
It was your second day back at your hometown, the night before had snowed and it was colder than you remembered, you’ve grown accustomed to the Florida sunshine and were now resenting the cold air, as if you didn’t grow up in this same place, you used to go with 3 layers of clothing to go outside and play with snow.
Similarly, your boyfriend Marcel, he grew up in Germany and he certainly didn’t miss the weather, it took a lot of convincing to spend the holidays with your family but he accepted.
He knew what was coming in regards to meeting your family but he wasn’t expecting you to become such a Christmas enthusiast as soon as you saw the town lit up by the lights, you started making plans for the week and when you mentioned the holiday fair Marcel immediately rolled his eyes.
“That’s the first thing that happens in movies”
“I used to go every year with my parents, we have to go together!”
You said with pleading eyes, you pouted your lips, he sighed.
“Fine, I think I’m going to regret this”
In the morning you got breakfast with your parents, and yes you had to sleep in separate rooms because it was their house, Marcel seemed to get well with your family, going by the little interactions he’s had with them.
After finishing his coffee you see him take a pill, frowning you ask him.
“You’re taking aspirin at 8 in the morning?”
“If I’m going to get through this day I’m going to need it"
“Come on, it’s not that bad, you’ll see there’s a lot of fun things to do"
“I could think of a few, and we don’t have to get out of the house"
He hugged your waist, looking around to see if there was someone in sight, there wasn’t anyone but you still separated just in case.
“Hold your thoughts there, we're going and you’ll see I’m right”
“Fine"
Taking his hand you walked a few streets, you could see the games from afar, you could see the games and hear kids yelling even from a distance. Marcel was not convinced at all but seeing you play a few of the games and buy some cute ornaments made him change his perspective, you were really happy and that made him loosen up, if Walter could see how much you’d change him maybe he wouldn’t like you.
After failing to win a cute stuffed panda, you felt a little down, Marcel hugged you and in a spontaneous moment he said.
“I’ll win it for you”
“You don’t have to, it’s alright”
He had already taken a baseball and was twisting it on his hand.
“I want to, and I’ll win it”
He said looking at you, looking ahead he threw, his fist releasing the ball, it hit the mark and you both yelled at the same time, he smiled at the panda and then handed it to you, he suddenly looked more comfortable, that took a weight off your back, you smiled at him, hugging your new panda, you hit his arm playfully.
“Not bad for a German guy”
He flexed his arms and you raised an eyebrow.
“That’s why I go to the gym”
You shake your head and start walking away from him, he quickly catches up.
“Maybe we should take a picture to commemorate this day”
You said as you made the panda dance, Marcel laughed.
“Alright, this is a momentous occasion”
Taking out your phone, you both smiled for a picture, you set it as your new phone background, you loved that picture.
“Are you going to name him?”
He asks.
You think for a second, touching your chin absently.
“Fabian, don’t you think he’s got his eyes?”
You made him laugh and he ended up all red.
“I don’t think he’s going to like it”
You shrugged your shoulders.
“Too late”
Taking your hand in his, you walk around for a while, stopping at every store and game.
“What else should I win you next?”
He asked.
You smiled, never imagining you’d end up on the same place you did in your childhood, and with your boyfriend beside you, but here you were, with a tall blond guy, he was everything you wanted and more.
Maya sighed as she sat in the and leaned her head back against the headrest “Why did you lean in to kiss me ?” she finally asked
“I just felt the moment was right, you held my hand on your own and I thought maybe it was a good idea. I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, I just did what I felt was right in the moment” he explained “I apologize, I really do. I would never wanna make you feel like it was forced”
“Don’t do it again” she said softly “Now hurry up so you can drive me home and we can both change, you got your outfit ?”
“Yeah, just um a black long sleeve button up and black pants, that okay ?” Marcel asked
“Perfect” she grins as they got out “Also feel free to loosen up tonight, I can handle my drinking”
He raised a brow as he pulled in and followed “Do I need to remind you about what happened in Berlin ?”
Maya widened her eyes as she blushed and shot him a look “You said you’d never bring it up, so don’t start now”
“Sorry but you causing world war 3 at a club at 2 in the morning that led to us running through the back door isn’t exactly a small thing” he laughed as he brought his bag in “I’m not even drunk ! I’m fine, let’s go dance !” he mocked in her voice “and then suddenly a fight about who knows what and bam we’re in a taxi. How you weren’t some kind of fighter in your life still shocks me”
“I felt like it” she shrugged “she insinuated my Cartier bracelets were fake so I let her have it, period. Oh yeah and she hit on you right in front of me, she deserved it”
He laughed, shaking his head “how about none of that tonight ? Just fun, enjoy yourself with your friends and celebrate your cover”
“I invited Fabian” she blurted out, taking out her curling iron to touch up her hair “he said he’s coming, I gave security his name”
Marcel nodded as she took off his t shirt and ironed his shirt “That’s cool, glad he can make it”
“If you two don’t say sorry and make up tonight I swear” she groaned. Yeah they had been friends for a little over half a year but that didn’t mean him and Fabian were back together. Those two were like a married couple and seeing him without Fabian made her sad, he wasn’t the same without him and it killed her inside
“I can’t promise anything but if he’s there obviously he knows I’m going to be as well so who knows” Marcel admitted as he fixed his hair
“Lay off the gel, you look you belong back in Germany in some grade school with this haircut” she laughed fixing her eye shadow “Plus it’s gonna be hot in there”
“Then I’ll take my shirt off,” he smirked. “I think some girls there would really like to see that, don't you think ?”
Maya rolled her eyes, going into her closet and picking out a body con sequin dress, something to make her stand out from the others. She wanted to be absolutely sure she looked better than anyone else there, especially after what Tim had told her. Tim. As if that Dickies wearing, missing tooth asshole knew anything about fashion she shook her head. “No one cares Maya, he doesn’t matter at all” she repeated in her head turning and widening her eyes as she saw Marcel changing
“Wow...wow” she muttered quietly as she hid behind her closet door and peaked, taking a look at his perfectly tan body and abs, watching him check himself out in the mirror while buttoning up his shirt. He had to me the most vain individual she had ever met yet there she was hiding so she could admire him from afar. Her, the actual model, hiding in a damn closet to stare at him of all people. She quickly snapped out of her own thoughts and changed, putting on her heels as she walked out
“Alright all-” Marcel stopped speaking, practically stopping his breathing when he saw her
“Hey” Maya grinned softly as she saw his face
“Maya….I….” he took a moment to think clearly about what he wished to say, not wanting to make himself seem even dumber than he already did
“I-wow” he chuckled out finally as he put his hands in his pockets
“You...you look beautiful, stunning”
“Marcel, you’ve seen me in dresses but thank you” she giggled
“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve seen, ever” he said sincerely “you look beautiful every single day but tonight is just wow”
She looked at him, trying her best to keep her look calm and friendly but part of her wanted to jump him right then and there. “Come on, let’s get going it’s late” she grinned as she went back out with him to the car and allowed him to take a picture of them to post
******
“So now explain” Johnny said as he sat with Tim in the living room of his home “why exactly did you um...snap ?”
“I did not snap” Tim responded calmly as he pet their dog Pawdme
“I...words didn’t come out as well as I hoped okay, that’s all”
“Um...you went to college right ? like graduated, correct ?” he asked
Tim nodded as he gave a confused look “uh yeah, I uh have a degree in Journalism, worked at a newspaper company for years. Actually” he chuckled “when we met in evolve I was stil- wait what does this have to do with anything ?”
“So you’re telling me you’re college educated with a degree in JOURNALISM of all things, like as in good with words and writing yet you don't know how to speak to a woman !” Johnny exclaimed “You legit use big ass words and write pages yet when a girl clearly is giving the whole “take me in the back seat of your car now” eyes you insult and demean ?”
“Johnny, enough” Candice spoke up “He gets the point, clearly he’s upset and mad”
“Thanks” Tim nodded, “and to answer all your questions, yes, I get it. I acted like a moron and well here I am trying to think of ways to apologize once again and convince her I want her with me”
“Well we can all talk about this tomorrow, we got somewhere to go” Johnny stood up dressed in a button up and black jeans along with Candice in a black dress
“A funeral ?” Tim asked confused as he looked at both of them “sorry for your loss, whomever it may be”
Candice let out a soft sigh as he looked at Johnny and nodded towards Tim with her head “tell him…”
“Okay, first it’s “Johnny, shut up!” and now it’s “tell him” he mocked in her voice as he put his hands on his hips and looked up at Tim
“We’re…..we’re going to Maya’s cover launch party, she invited us a month ago and well we RSVP’d and honestly I won’t lie, it looks like a lot of fun, man. She rented out the entire club. It's at EVE and I mean we don’t get to do shit like this, it’s the best club in the city and we’re on the list and I feel special alright ?”
“Wait wait, what ?” Tim asked bewildered “You two are going ? Like actually going ? This isn’t some sick joke right because if it is I got pranked” he put his hands up “the act can stop now, I get it”
Johnny and Candice looked at each other as they both turned and gave him a sorry look as Candice’s phone buzzed “sorry Tim...we gotta go now, Oney’s waiting with Joanne”
Tim scoffed as he nodded and opened the door, catching Oney about to knock “I know, don’t even try to explain” he said as he shut him up before he could even speak
“Well damn” Oney shot him a look “Guess that means, you don’t wanna be my plus one….”
“What ?” the other 3 asked in unison as they looked at him
“Joanne can’t make it, she has work so that leaves me with a plus one” he showed the message “Maya never said I couldn’t bring Tim” he gave a shrug
“Wait…. He can’t go like that” Candice emphasized “babe quick, go look for a bigger shirt and Oney, switch pants with Tim and Johnny will give you another pair…..NOW !” she raised her voice at the 3 of them as she watched them scurry and go to her bedroom
“Wow, who knew you could clean up so nicely” Johnny smirked “let me do your hair now, you can’t go out looking nicely dressed with messy hair, oh and cologne, you gotta smell good in case ”
“You’re not serious ?” Tim asked
“You want her to see you looking good right ? So listen to me, if you look good and smell good she’ll like fall in love with you, she won’t even remember you insinuated her work was cheap, or that bikini models are whores or that-” Johnny gulped when he saw him glare at him “here just..just add a little gel and um see you downstairs, hurry up”
Oney chuckled as he watched him get ready “If this doesn’t work, then I don’t know. Not gonna lie you look….nice. You really do, this is probably what she wanted to see”
“Whatever” Tim shrugged as he finished buttoning up the shirt “I just wanna talk to her that’s all, talk to her and get this settled and we’ll go from there” he nodded as he followed him back to Candice and Johnny’s Uber and sat down
“Wow” Candice grinned “look at you, I mean it. You clean up so nicely Tim, you really do”
“Thank you” Tim said softly as he gave her a small grin. “How the hell did I get myself into this ?” he thought to himself. None of this was him, he could feel the sweat start to build up in his arm pits as he moved around in his seat lifting his head up when Oney offered him a mini bottle of Patron
“A roadie, to loosen up before we get there. You could use it, need a chaser ?” he offered some seltzer water widening his eyes as he watched him chug it down in one gulp
“Give me another, now” Tim nodded as he reached out his hand, taking the second bottle and downing it “there, much much better”. No not really all that better but at least it calmed his nerves slightly as he watched them pull up to the club. He looked through the crowd to see who he recognized, some were definitely other models but lots were from work. She really had invited everyone but him, not like he expected it anyways.
“Remember, leave no later than 3” Candice said as they got out and reapplied her lipgloss “Jesus, she’s popular look at all these people”
“You don’t say” Johnny looked around “And she invited US, that means she really does like us and thinks of us as friends. She’s SO nice”
“She is. She really is something” Tim whispered to himself as he stood with them
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“I love seeing you two so happy and together !” Maya smiled a little tipsy already as she put her arms around Fabian and Marcel’s shoulders
“The two besties are back together ! You can go back to taking your little sexy shirtless gym pictures now !”
Fabian chuckled “well thank you I think ? Thanks for inviting me again”
“Yeah yeah of course, anything to get you two back together” she sipped her martini, feeling slightly buzzed as she sat next to Marcel and put her hand on his thigh “oh my god, you look so cute tonight I can’t believe I didn’t tell you already” she pouted
Marcel chuckled as he placed her hand back on her lap gently “Thank you, you’re telling me now and to me that’s all that matters”
“Maya maybe, maybe we can stop the martini’s for a bit” Fabian suggested as he motioned for the waitress to come over and order them waters with lemon
“What a complete party pooper, I thought Italians were supposed to be fun. This is NOT how Jersey Shore made it seem” she rolled her eyes, pulling out her compact to look herself over as she watched Fabian just laugh at her
“Hey... still very very pretty,” Marcel grinned as he closed it for her. “There’s no need to keep looking at yourself when you look perfect, now have some water so you can sober up a bit and enjoy your night. Everyone’s here for you”
Maya stood up and fixed her dress when she saw Candice walk towards her “hey, oh my gosh you look beautiful !” She gave her a hug and smiled, tilting her head when she saw Johnny take a selfie with her custom cake “why...why is he ?”
“Listen he’s telling everyone we know he’s at a celebrity party and how you’re his friend, he’s truly living it up” she admits with a chuckle
“I just...I like how you guys came, you two are so kind and nice and to be honest I kinda like you guys here more than the others my agent made me invite” she smiled softly “Can I offer you a drink ?”
“Oh yeah sure, I’d love one of those fruity ones you’re having” Candice grinned as she walked over to the bar with her “Listen before we enjoy the night, I have to tell you that Oney’s girlfriend couldn’t make it so...so he brought Tim”
“What ?” she spat out her water “He’s here ? As in right now ? Candice what the hell ? After what happened earlier ?”
Candice sighed as she took her drink in one sitting and got up “Long story short he feels horrible and wants to talk to you, really talk to you. 100% serious this time, no insults nothing so when you’re ready you let me know and I”m getting you two together to talk even if it’s the last fucking thing I do” she nods
“I just wanna enjoy my night and maybe when I’m a little more drunk so I can let his ass know everything I’ve been feeling” Maya nodded as she cheered her and took what she believed was her 15th shot of the night
“So are those real ?” Candice asked as she pointed to her revealing dress “because they look real but they also look way too perfect to be real”
Maya laughed as she touched her shoulder with her arm “They are, but did you drink before getting here ?”
“May have had a couple roadies” she admits as they continued to drink together, getting rowdier once everyone else came to join
“Let’s give it up for Maya !” Johnny yelled as he raised his champagne glass “MY friend is a model and she’s on an ACTUAL magazine and on a billboard !”
“To me ! For being really fucking pretty and having an amazing body !” Maya exclaimed drunkenly as she leaned on Marcel
“And with REAL boobs !” Candice added as they all cheered together and moved to the dance floor as the DJ played a playlist of mid 2000’s songs
Everything was great, perfect actually until Oney spotted Tim talking to a girl, a little too close for comfort in his eyes as he left and sat down keeping a close eye on him
“So what brings you here, do you know Maya ?” the girl asked Tim as she grinned and sat too close to him at the bar
“In a way yeah, you ?” he nodded trying his best to keep up straight as the alcohol from the car ride and the beers he had consumed were beginning to hit him
“well she won this cover over me. Some thing about brunettes over blondes, Kara by the way” she reached her hand out “and you are ?”
“Tim” he responded as he turned around and faced her, looking her up and down as he raised a brow at the less than favorable red number she had on “drink ?”
“Vodka soda” she smirked as she ordered “oh is this your friend ?”
“What ?” Tim asked confused as he turned and saw Oney with crossed arms standing behind him
“You’re drunk, come with me”
“He’s fine with me” Kara smiled sweetly “Don’t worry, your friend is perfect with me here”
“Tim….”
“I’m fine” Tim shrugged “You go and continue being stupid, I’m fine here with her”
Oney shook his head and sighed as he left him alone and went back as he sat down on a couch and watched
Maya pulled Marcel close to her as she turned around against him, moving to the beat of the music as she felt him move with her, putting his hands on her hips both swaying to the old Ice Cube song that played loudly in the club. They had gone to multiple clubs in the past and danced to way too many songs but this time something was different and they both felt it
Marcel felt the jolts in his body as he touched her hips and felt her backside press right against his groin area. Gulping to get rid of what felt like a ball stuck in his throat he made sure to keep his hands there as they moved
“You good ?” she asked not realizing what was even going on with him as she looked up
“All good, we can keep going” he nodded
He was positive his once black shirt was now soaking and see through with sweat as he tried his best to make sure he didn’t get hard as he squeezed her sides every so slightly. As he heard the song end and change to what he recalled was an old Lil Jon song, he groaned feeling her move quicker. Part of him felt like it was best to just leave to the car and handle what he needed to do but the other part said he needed to be composed for her. All that went out the window the second he looked down and saw her dress slowly ride up as she moved lower and lower
“I...I gotta go to the bathroom” he blurted out as he turned her around and saw her eyes, he knew better than anyone what that look meant
“We….we should go to the bathroom” she whispered as she laced his fingers with hers and leaned in to kiss the corner of his mouth gently
Marcel shuddered as he looked around and noticed everyone too busy to even notice them gone, he quickly took her hand and rushed to the nearest bathroom with her as he pushed her against the wall and crashed his lips onto hers, moving his hands up and down her hips as he moved down to kiss her neck feeling one of her hands on the back of his neck and the other immediately trying to undo his belt
“Not...not here” he whispered as he stopped her hands and held them in his as he kissed each of them “This...this is cheap, I don’t want it like this with you. You deserve more”
“My place” she kissed his lips again not wanting them away from hers any longer “You and me, my place. I want you, I need you Marcel”
Marcel looked in her eyes trying to see any doubt , going with his gut as he nodded and walked with her, hitting a stall with his shoulder
“Busy” a female voice groaned “um really busy”
“Sorry” Marcel apologized quickly, cursing as Maya tripped against him causing him to fall against the unlocked door, widening his eyes at the view in front of him
“What’s going-” Maya stopped speaking immediately as she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she saw Tim entangled with a girl doing way more than kissing. She felt her legs turn into jelly as she watched him kiss and move her against him, at her party of all places.
Tim heard her voice and immediately opened his eyes as he pushed Kara off and fixed his pants and shirt “Maya ! No…..No listen I-I” he stuttered struggling to form a cohesive thought as he reached his hand towards her earning a hard punch across the nose and kick in the groin
“Fuck that hurt !” he grimaced in pain not sure if he needed to grab his balls or nose
“Marcel, why is she crying ? what’s going on ?” Johnny asked concerned he watched Candice going after her “Did someone hurt her ? Tell me and I’ll knock them out !”
“That, that’s what’s going on” Marcel said coldly as they both looked at Tim and Kara exit the bathroom both disheveled with Tim’s more than obvious broken bleeding nose
“I told him to stop” Oney spoke up “He didn’t listen, brushed me off. The second he saw me talk to Johnny is when he left”
“It wasn’t your job to babysit” Johnny answered disappointed as he stared “Grown men can take care of themselves, or so we thought”
“You’re not getting a foot near her !” Oney exclaimed, fed up “How fucking dare you do this to her ? At her own fucking party ? Was this what you wanted all along ? To just come here and ruin her night ?”
Tim shook his head as he held his nose with his hand “I….I can’t….I can’t even talk, where is she ? I need to talk to her now”
“You’re getting you and your little prost-.....friend the hell out of here NOW” Oney ordered
Tim snarled as he felt her touch his hand “get the fuck away from me”, scaring her enough as he watched her walk away quickly and hurried out the door. He looked at the guys and pleaded with his eyes as he watched them walk away from him
Marcel clenched his fists in anger as he calmed himself down for a second before walking quickly to the parking lot of the club searching around space by space as he found Candice consoling Maya on the pavement and rushed over
“Maya, Maya come on let’s get you home” he said softly as he kneeled in front of her and dabbed her face full of mascara tears with his sleeve. His own heart breaking as he saw how devastated she looked. Nothing mattered more to him than making sure he got her home and safe
“Listen to Marcel, he’s gonna take you home sweetie” Candice whispered as she helped her stand up as Johnny, Fabian and Oney joined them with sorry looks on their faces
“It’s brisk” Fabian said softly as he took off his suit jacket and put it over Maya’s shoulders to cover her up
“I’m gonna, I’m gonna take her home now, is that okay Maya ?” Marcel asked as he pet her head gently
Maya simply gave a small nod as her eyes stayed glued to the floor, her whole night and heart done for.
Me and Aliyah are best friends with Liv Morgan, and have been ever since she was in NXT. But since she got singed to the main roster a couple years back, us three made a group chat to keep in contact. Even though me and Aliyah seen each other every week, it was still fun to text in our group chat rather than actually go talk in person. Now, this group chat was always crazy. We mostly talk about boys which is the main reason why our group chat is crazy, either two of us are making fun of a crush that the other girl has or all of us are fighting over who a certain guy would date if he had to pick between us three, etc. But of course, since we are best friends, our chat had its sentimental moments as well. Such as, Liv coming out to us, or Aliyah venting to us about a break up, or me, crying to them because McDonalds got my order wrong. Either way, we all love each other and this group chat was a crucial part of our friendship.
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Thursday, March 11th, 2021
"Hot Girlz"
Y/N: Liv did u see nxt last night?
Liv: I did, y?
Ali: yeah, why?
Y/N: Cuz I was wondering if you seen that German Hawtie Marcel Barthel, in his promo
Ali: lmao
Liv: u like him???
Y/N: YES HE IS SO FINEEE
Liv: talk to him then
Ali: yeah i will help u
Y/N: Nah he prob has a gf
Liv: what if he doesn't?
Y/N: I'm going to assume he does so I don't have to talk to him
Ali: if u won't talk to him I will
Y/N: NOOOO ALIYAH!! DON'T U DARE
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Wednesday, March 17, 2021
Tonight was NXT and last Thursday in the group chat Aliyah said she was going to tell Marcel. Granite, she was probably kidding.
I was pacing around backstage, deciding whether or not I should tell Marcel how I feel about him. I had my locker room door slightly opened. "Should I tell him? What if he has a girlfriend, what if I'm not pretty enough" I aloud to myself while still pacing "God, Marcel, why do you have to be so damn hot?" I question as I plop myself on to the sofa. "I could say the same thing to you, love" I hear a cute German accent say
Marcel's POV:
I was walking with Fabian and Alexander, I notice that we pass by Y/N's locker room. "Hey, uh, guys, I will catch up with you later." I say to them as I go to Y/N's locker room. I have always liked her, she is so gorgeous, I just don't know how to tell her. Any opportunity I get to tell her I take, but end up backing out last minute because I am too afraid she will reject me. As I made my way to her locker room I stand outside of her slightly opened door. Looking in, I see her pacing around mumbling obscenities to herself. I couldn't make out exactly what she was saying but I did hear her call herself “not pretty”, which, by the way, was far from the truth. But the next sentence that came out of her mouth, I heard plain as day, "God, Marcel, why do you have to be so damn hot?" Then that's when it hit me, she thinks that she is not pretty enough to be with me? Wow, I have got to make my move right now.
"I could say the same thing to you, love" I say as I walk into her locker room shutting the door behind me. "Uhm, Mar-Marcel, how long have you been standing there?" She asks. She is so cute when she's nervous "Long enough to know that you think I'm hot" I smirk "Shut up" She replies as I just laugh and sit on the sofa next to her "I also heard you say that you don't think you are pretty enough to be with me, that's untrue. I think you are the most beautiful person ever, and I would love it if I could take you out sometime?" I ask hoping for a yes "Oh- Uhm, yeah sure! S-Sorry this is a lot to process" She laughs. Oh my, her laugh is so cute "It's okay, liebe" I say leaning in to kiss her, she kisses back. It was better than I imagined.
Y/N's POV:
Marcel walked toward the sofa, what the hell was he doing? He sits down next to me, "I also heard you say that you don't think you are pretty enough to be with me, that's s untrue. I think you are the most beautiful person ever, and I would love it if I could take you out sometime?" Marcel asks, making me hella shocked. I stutter and accept. But then... he kisses me. I did not see that coming.
We pull away, "Holy shit" I curse causing him to laugh and say, "Language, love" "Sorry" I apologize "It's okay, I thinks it hot" He says smirking, knowing exactly what he's doing. We kiss again, well we start making out, after we run out of breath, we pull away, "You kiss like a god" I say "Oh, you haven't seen nothing yet, Darling" Marcel replies creating butterflies in my stomach. Just thinking what he means by that turns me on so much.
It’s been a month since the first part of Recovery was released, so here’s a special little thing for you in celebration of my first series on this account!
This is the original ending of Recovery, which was meant to be a poly!Timperium fic, but I ended up writing a choose-your-own ending style that was heavily inspired by @wresimagines and their CYOE mini-series, The Right Choice.
This is also, in a sense, a thank you: for reading my content, for following and liking and reblogging and requesting and giving me a reason to keep writing. This blog has been very self-indulgent, but I can easily say that I wouldn’t still be here if it wasn’t for you guys; for @wresimagines and @darbysallins for letting me throw my ideas blindly into their DMs, @the-desert-dancer and @lghockey for constantly being in my notes (which is always appreciated), @markostuntthesehoes for literally being the inspiration to the start of this blog, and to anyone that’s ever interacted with or even just read my stuff. You’re why my blog has grown, why it’s continued and evolved. Thank you all for sticking with me through everything, the hiatuses and the broken as hell post schedule and the constant whiplash of WWE to AEW and back, your support is why this is all here.
Enjoy!
Six months. It had been six months since you’d moved into Fabian, Marcel, and Tim’s room in the dead of night, six months since Damian Priest had cheated on you, six months since everything changed for the better. You were happy, you felt appreciated and loved, something you never could say while you were with Damian. Everything had changed that night, but it didn’t bother you in the slightest; if anything, it had made everything better, perfect, even.
“Gli amori, what are we having for dinner?”
You sighed, trying to untangle yourself from the sleeping Marcel and Tim’s arms to help Fabian in the kitchen. After a moment’s struggle (Tim is very fond of pulling you back down when he’s trying to rest), you managed to entwine the two of them together enough to slip off. Fabian smiled as you walked in, yawning as you tried to push your messy hair out of your eyes.
“Lovely as always, darling. Are the others sleeping?”
You nodded, sitting on a stool and slumping over onto the counter. Fabian laughed as he pushed a spare bottle of wine back against the wall, out of the range where you could knock it to the floor.
“It’ll probably be your choice for dinner, they’re knocked out and I can’t think straight enough to make a decision.”
“Are you sure about that, doll?”
You let out a little scream and jumped, nearly falling off of the stool, and both Fabian and Tim reached out towards you in case you did topple over. You turned to look at Tim, letting out a groan that told him quite clearly that you weren’t too pleased about being startled like that.
“Are they okay?”
Marcel’s voice was coated in concern, and the three of you in the kitchen all set about trying to console him.
“They got startled-”
“Apparently I’m pretty quiet-”
“Tim’s a fucking ass, that’s what happened.”
Marcel jokingly swatted Tim’s head as he walked in, moving to stand behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist.
“Timothy, how dare you scare them!”
“Look, I didn’t mean to...”
He trailed off as you looked at him, giving a little grin that told you he wasn’t really sorry, even if he did end up apologizing. Fabian started to ask again about dinner, but a knock at the door interrupted him again. After a moment of confusion, you agreed to answer it. Although, as soon as you saw who it was, you wished you hadn’t agreed at all.
“Hello there.”
Your blood ran cold, and you couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. Right in front of you was Damian Priest, speaking to you for the first time in six long months.
You wished you were wearing something better, an evening gown or even just a nice shirt and some jeans instead of your stained pajamas. You wished you had some witty reply or even the capability to tell him to fuck off. But instead, you were glued to the spot, too shocked to answer or even walk away.
“Liebe, who is it?”
Damian’s eyes flashed with recognition, and it looked like anger was coming across his features when he realized that Marcel was in the room with you.
“So, you’ve already managed to move on, huh? Really didn’t need me after all?”
“It...it’s been half a year. Damian, it’s been six months.”
Your response felt weak under his gaze, under the fire in his face, and you wanted nothing more than to turn away and cry. How miserable you must look, you thought, all broken and bitter and upset like this.
“That’s not too long, especially for you. Remember that I asked you out every Wednesday for a year? But you were too hung up on that last guy to even consider it, apparently. And now here you are, fucking around with that German dude. Hell, it wouldn’t be a surprise if you were in bed with him the same night that we broke up.”
You could feel your chest starting to hurt, breaths growing rattly as he admonished you. You didn’t have the strength to stop him, to tell him that he was wrong, and the smirk on his face told you that he knew that.
“Doll, what’s - Damian, what the hell are you doing here?”
You felt Tim’s hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you back as he put himself between you and Damian. The touch was enough to snap you out of your fugue, and you turned sharply and rushed to the small bathroom, needing a moment of escape, of privacy. You let your tears come out, shaking and sobbing on the floor as you realized what that moment must have looked like. You told the three of them that you were over Damian, you are, but it must have seemed like a lie compared to the way you froze under his gaze, the way you couldn’t bring yourself to look away. And now, they must have doubts, fears about where you are mentally, what you want from them. They let you in to their world, their relationship, and you can’t help but think that you’re making it out to be a joke.
“Tesoro? Are you okay?”
You looked up at the door, then buried your face into your knees as you noticed that it was open, Marcel and Fabian looking in at you. You hiccupped, then let out a small sob as you realized exactly how pitiful you were.
“Liebe, he’s gone now. He won’t be coming back. You’re safe here, I promise.”
Marcel’s voice became louder as he moved closer, stopping in front of you and bending down to your eye level.
“Did he hurt you?”
You shook your head, mind finally starting to clear as you had something to focus on that wasn’t your own thoughts.
“No, I just...I was shocked. It’s been six months.”
“I know, I know, liebling.”
“I don’t love him.”
You looked up at them, Marcel in front of you and Fabian against the wall and now Tim, who was standing in the doorway. They all seemed confused by your statement, so you continued.
“I know what that looked like, and I want to be clear. I don’t love anyone that isn’t the three of you. Especially not him.”
“Doll, nobody thought that was the case. You were obviously startled; like you said, it had been half a year since you last heard from him. Of course you would react like that, given your history.”
“I...I just...”
You hid your face as you started to cry again, now from embarrassment. You felt stupid for thinking they would ever think of you like that; you knew you were catastrophizing, thinking of the absolute worst, but now it just seemed stupid.
“It’s okay. You were upset, scared, you didn’t know how to react.”
Marcel finally reached out, resting a hand on your shoulder, and you nearly dove into his arms. He held you, letting you rest your weight against him as you got all of the raw emotions out of your system.
“You know we love you, right, diletto?”
You nodded at Fabian’s words, then let out a cracked “I do” when you realized that he wouldn’t see that.
“Good. Because it’s true; we love you, the good and the bad and everything in between.”
“Even like this?”
"Yes, darling. Even like this.”
You pulled away from Marcel a bit, still staying within the confines of his arms, and took a moment to look between the three of them. The best boyfriends you could ask for.
“Did we ever figure out what we’re doing for dinner?”
Fabian started to answer, but Tim quickly cut him off.
“Whatever you want. Pasta, takeout, wine, ice cream, whatever you choose.”
“Come on, love.”
Marcel helped you off of the floor as Tim and Fabian left the room, stopping you for a moment in the doorway.
“There’s nothing to worry about, okay? We’re here. We’ll always be here.”
You kind of wanted to cry again at his words, but instead you settled for reaching up and kissing him, short and swift.
“Hey, what about us?”
You laughed, turning to Fabian and Tim, who were staring at you.
“Fine, come here, you two!”
And it hurt, the breath still a little sore and the emotions still raw, but it was better. In time, you would feel okay again. These three, these perfect men, would see to that.
marcel barthel and fabian aichner were very impatient people. and i mean very. for a long time, they’ve wanted another force added to one of the most famous stables in nxt, imperium. at first they had a few ideas but then marcel came up with the fantastic idea of adding you!
fabian and walter were so onboard with the idea of adding you to imperium. they thought you were such a force to be reckoned with and all they wanted was for you to say yes. over the next few days, marcel and fabian came up with their strategy of how they were gonna recruit you.
they decided to talk to you while you were training at the performance center. why they chose that time? you have no clue. honestly, they don’t either. they first started a conversation with you then started to talk about the work that imperium has been doing.
if you were being honest, you were very interested in what they had to say about imperium. you thought they were a pretty cool and interesting stable. “we were honestly thinking of adding one more person to imperium.” fabian said, “oh, really? that’d be pretty cool!” you smiled, “is there anyone you guys have in mind?”
“well..” marcel started, “walter, fabian, and i, have been thinking and coming up with ideas of who we want to add.” marcel said, “we were thinking of you. so, if you would like to, imperium would absolutely love to have you join us.” marcel said, making you smile.
“what?! really?!” you smiled, marcel and fabian smiling at you while nodding. “i would love to!” you exclaimed, making marcel and fabian let out a sigh of relief. they have no clue why they were so nervous but now that you said yes, they were very relieved.
you joining imperium was one of the most amazing choices you’ve ever made. it gave you such a push in your career and everyone in the group was such a help to you whether it was in wrestling or your personal life. imperium was forever important to you.
