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warnings: foul language, mostly fluff. Smut (oral, blink and you'll miss it.) .summary.: Tirian learns some news that could potentially change her life for ever. Terrance and Tirian get some much needed advice from their longtime mentors. .pairing.: Terrance Richmond x Tirian Brenae
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Prada You 2 Chapter 17: Footsteps In The Dark
Summary:
Three years have passed, but in city, the past never truly stays buried. The Prada Bois have grown stronger, their grip on the city unshaken. Old faces remain, new tensions rise, and the streets are more dangerous than ever.
Toyaâs wedding should be a day of celebration, but for those who knew her, itâs something moreâa gathering thick with whispers, with the weight of what was lost. Some wounds have scarred over, while others remain raw, unspoken.
Yet, the night brings a shift. A presence. A force that neither time nor distance could erase. The whispers start first, a low hum of disbelief that spreads like wildfire. Some things refuse to be forgotten. Some stories arenât finished.
Because in this city, love, loyalty, and revenge all walk the same tightrope. And once the past steps forward, thereâs no turning back.
Pairing: Jey Uso x Nyeya (Nye), Jacob Fatu x Kiyah, Sami Zayn x Natasha, Jimmy Uso x Nataya
Authorâs Note: This story is set in a AU that takes place over summer in 2002. It has four original characters. If you come across this and havenât read the first story, click here. Â Again, I appreciate yâall for all the love and support. I hope Iâm able to create something thatâs worthy as Prada You.
Warnings: Some foul/harsh language, mentions of violence.
Disclaimer: This work of art is fictional in nature including the original characters created by me. I do not own any of the existing characters or lyrics from songs referenced in this story (if any). All rights belong to their respective owners with the exception of my original characters. This work is purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended to cause harm.
Prada You 2 Chapter 16: When It Hurts So Bad
Summary:
Three years have passed, but in city, the past never truly stays buried. The Prada Bois have grown stronger, their grip on the city unshaken. Old faces remain, new tensions rise, and the streets are more dangerous than ever.
Toyaâs wedding should be a day of celebration, but for those who knew her, itâs something moreâa gathering thick with whispers, with the weight of what was lost. Some wounds have scarred over, while others remain raw, unspoken.
Yet, the night brings a shift. A presence. A force that neither time nor distance could erase. The whispers start first, a low hum of disbelief that spreads like wildfire. Some things refuse to be forgotten. Some stories arenât finished.
Because in this city, love, loyalty, and revenge all walk the same tightrope. And once the past steps forward, thereâs no turning back.
Pairing: Jey Uso x Nyeya (Nye), Jacob Fatu x Kiyah, Sami Zayn x Natasha, Jimmy Uso x Nataya
Authorâs Note: This story is set in a AU that takes place over summer in 2002. It has four original characters. If you come across this and havenât read the first story, click here. Â Again, I appreciate yâall for all the love and support. I hope Iâm able to create something thatâs worthy as Prada You.
Warnings: Some foul/harsh language. Heavy conversations.
Disclaimer: This work of art is fictional in nature including the original characters created by me. I do not own any of the existing characters or lyrics from songs referenced in this story (if any). All rights belong to their respective owners with the exception of my original characters. This work is purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended to cause harm.
Prada You 2 Chapter 14: He Won't Go
Summary:
Three years have passed, but in city, the past never truly stays buried. The Prada Bois have grown stronger, their grip on the city unshaken. Old faces remain, new tensions rise, and the streets are more dangerous than ever.
Toyaâs wedding should be a day of celebration, but for those who knew her, itâs something moreâa gathering thick with whispers, with the weight of what was lost. Some wounds have scarred over, while others remain raw, unspoken.
Yet, the night brings a shift. A presence. A force that neither time nor distance could erase. The whispers start first, a low hum of disbelief that spreads like wildfire. Some things refuse to be forgotten. Some stories arenât finished.
Because in this city, love, loyalty, and revenge all walk the same tightrope. And once the past steps forward, thereâs no turning back.
Pairing: Jey Uso x Nyeya (Nye), Jacob Fatu x Kiyah, Sami Zayn x Natasha, Jimmy Uso x Nataya
Authorâs Note: This story is set in a AU that takes place over summer in 2002. It has four original characters. If you come across this and havenât read the first story, click here. Â Again, I appreciate yâall for all the love and support. I hope Iâm able to create something thatâs worthy as Prada You.
Warnings: Some foul/harsh language, threats of violence, toxicity.
Disclaimer: This work of art is fictional in nature including the original characters created by me. I do not own any of the existing characters or lyrics from songs referenced in this story (if any). All rights belong to their respective owners with the exception of my original characters. This work is purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended to cause harm.
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Author Note: Part four to Stone Cold Sinner. Read PART 1 , PART 2 , & PART 3 here. Soriya has a surprise for Jey. Based on the song 1+1 by Beyonce. If you would like to read any of my other works, here is my master list. Leave requests on this linked post.
Warning: Fluff, pet names
Pairing: Jey Uso x Black OC (Ari Fletcher as FC)
Word Count: 2,858
Make it last forever Come on, baby, won't you hold on to me, hold on to me? You and I together Come on, baby, won't you hold on to me, hold on to me? Blue
Weeks blurred into a tapestry of missed morning routines and an unsettling queasiness that shadowed Soriya's days. Important events were marked with a polite decline, and the vibrant energy she usually brought to filming content felt muted, replaced by a persistent fatigue that clung to her like a heavy blanket.
Tiffany and Breanna, her unwavering anchors, noticed the shift. Their usual lighthearted banter during their weekly brunch was punctuated with concerned glances at Soriya's pale complexion and the way she'd pick at her food.Â
"You ok, Ri?"Â Breanna looked over at her friend in concern.Â
Soriya, plastering a fake smile across her face, tried her best to look ok "Yeah I'm fine, think I might've caught a little bug," she groan a bit, rubbing a stomach slightly "I've been tired and my stomach been cramping"
It was Tiffany, ever the direct one, who finally voiced their shared worry. "Ri, you gotta get a test, girl. This ain't just a little bug."
Soriya demurred, brushing it off "It's just stress, I'll be fine".
but Breanna's gentle agreement with Tiffany's bluntness chipped away at her resistance, "I agree with Tiff, Ri it may not be just a bug. Why don't you just make an appointment just to be sure". A knot of apprehension tightened in Soriya's stomach as she nodded apprehensively.
They quickly ended brunch, Soriya making her way home. When she laid in bed, phone in hand she had a moment of hesitation. This is just crazy, there's no way I can be pregnant. These thoughts swirled through her mind. She sighed, looking at the screen. Not letting another moment go by, she quickly called her doctor and made an appointment.Â
The sterile scent of the doctor's office did little to calm her nerves a few days later. Dr. Lewis, with her reassuring smile, listened patiently to Soriya's vague complaints before suggesting a routine pregnancy test, just to rule things out. The waiting felt like an eternity, each tick of the clock amplifying the quiet hum of the office.
Her phone buzzed, Josh's name illuminating the screen.Â
Baby đ©”: "Hey baby, just checking in. How you feeling?"Â
This brought a bittersweet pang to her chest as she typed back. Â
Princess â€ïž: "Hey honey, I'm okay. Just a little stomach bug going around"
A small lie to protect a truth she wasn't yet ready to face.The door creaked open, and Dr. Lewis returned, her expression gentle. "Soriya, the test came back positive. You're pregnant."
The words hung in the air, stark and undeniable. A strange calmness washed over Soriya, a blank canvas of feeling. Not elation, not sadness, just... stillness. Dr. Lewis, sensing her quiet shock, offered a quick ultrasound.
The grainy image flickered on the screen, a tiny, indistinct shape. And then, a faint, rapid pulse. Something shifted within Soriya. A wave of emotion, unexpected and profound, washed over her. Tears welled in her eyes as the reality began to take root. Dr. Lewis smiled softly, scheduling a follow-up appointment before Soriya numbly made her way home.
Soriya laid across her bed, holding onto her pillow as if it could anchor her to the bed. The insistent ring of her phone broke the silence of her room. She reluctantly answered the phone, knowing it was Tiffany and Bre. "Hey" her voice filled with uncertainty.
Breanna's voices, laced with concern, flooded her ears. "You ok Ri?"
The dam finally broke, as she choked out, the words thick with unshed tears, "I'm pregnant."
Their initial shock quickly morphed into exuberant excitement. "Oh my god, Ri! That's amazing!" Tiffany's voice bubbled with enthusiasm.Â
Breanna's was softer, laced with genuine care. "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"
Soriya's carefully constructed composure crumbled. Tears streamed down her face as she voiced her fears and uncertainties. "I'm scared as hell. I don't know how he's going to react. We haven't even talked about having kids together."
Her best friends listened patiently, their reassurances a soothing balm. "We're here for you, always," Tiffany declared fiercely.Â
"And you know Josh is going to be over the moon."Â Breanna echoed her sentiment, her voice filled with unwavering support.
Soriya sighed, wiping away stray tears. Her best friends words providing the comfort she needed. "Thanks, I don't know what I would do without y'all"Â
"Luckily, you don't have to know"Â Breanna stated softly. After a few moments they ended the call. Soriya deciding to get some rest.Â
Few days later, Soriya found herself at her mother's house. Their usual Sunday dinner that they never missed. The comfort of home Soriya needed right now to calm the storm that was brewing inside her.Â
Her mother moved effortlessly around the large kitchen. Her famous pasta being cooked on the stove, homemade rolls baking in the oven filled the house.Â
Soriya sat at the large island, aimlessly typing away on her phone. Josh had texted her, saying he got some time off the road in a few weeks and wanted to come visit her instead. She sat quietly, than her usual bubbly personally. Her mom taking notice "You ok Ri?"Â
Looking up, Soriya put on her best fake smile "Yeah I'm good mommy"
Her mom gave her a look, letting her know she saw right through her facade. Soriya letting out a sigh of defeat, "You gon' tell me the truth or continue lying?"
Placing her phone down, she ran a hand through her hair. She decided to take a small break from wigs and let her natural curls breathe. "There's this guy I've been dealing with for a while now. We started out just hanging out occasionally when he's in town and I've even visited him a few times. We just recently made things official."Â
Her mom nodded as she began cooking the sauce for the pasta. "Ok what's his name?"
"Josh," Soriya smiled at the mention of his name out of habit, "he's really sweet and caring. He comes from a large, supportive family."Â
"Ok," cutting down the heat, she turned towards Soriya, seeing the turmoil in her eyes "I feel like there's more you're not telling me."Â
Knowing she couldn't keep this from her mom any longer she just blurted it out "I'm pregnant".Â
Her mom eyes widen. It took her a few moments to let the words fully sink in when she screamed excitedly, pulling Soriya into a hug. "Oh my baby," she pulled back looking into Soriya's eyes "my baby's having a baby"Â
Soriya gave her a small smile, eyes slightly burning with tears. Her mother's smile dropped slowly "Are you not happy?"
"It's not that I'm not happy," Soriya poked out her lips a bit "I'm scared" she stated just above a whisper.Â
"Oh honey," her mom pulled her into another hug. Soriya taking in her mother's familiar comforting scent. "if he's just as caring as you say he is, then I just know he's going to be just as happy"
Soriya hoped her mother's words held truth. As she would find out just how Josh would react when she told him the news in a few weeks.
A few of weeks later, the anticipation of Josh's arrival in Miami was a tangled knot of excitement and anxiety in Soriya's chest. She longed to see him, to feel his familiar embrace, but the weight of her secret pressed down on her.
The first few days of his visit were filled with their usual easy intimacy, but Josh, ever attuned to her moods, sensed a subtle shift. The sparkle in her eyes seemed dimmed, her laughter didn't quite reach the same pitch.
Soriya was lounging on the balcony one warm evening, the gentle rhythm of the ocean providing a soft soundtrack. Soriya was curled in a lounge chair, a comfortable silence stretching between them.Â
Josh, just finished with a shower, leaned against the balcony doors. His gazed on her strong. He slowly walked over, getting her attention. He slid in behind her, settling beside her and pulling her close. They sat in silence for a moment, until Josh spoke up. "What's goin' on, ma?" he murmured, his voice a low rumble against her hair. "You been kind of quiet since I been here."
Soriya offered a weak smile. "Nothing, baby. Just tired, I guess." But the hesitation in her voice was palpable.Â
A wetness bloomed on his shirt, and Josh gently pulled back, his eyes widening with concern as he saw the tears silently tracing paths down her cheeks. "Soriya? What is it? Talk to me."
She took a shaky breath, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. The words felt heavy, lodged in her throat. Finally, in a rush, she confessed. "I... I'm pregnant, Josh."
The initial shock registered on his face, his expression unreadable for a fleeting moment. Then, he reached out, cupping her face in his hands, his thumbs gently wiping away her tears. He leaned in, his lips finding hers in a long, tender kiss that spoke volumes.
Pulling back, his eyes searched hers. "You okay?"
Soriya nodded, more tears welling up. "I was just... scared. Scared of how you'd react."
A soft smile spread across Josh's face, chasing away the last vestiges of shock. "Scared? Baby girl," he said, his voice thick with emotion, "this is amazing." He kissed her forehead, his gaze filled with a newfound tenderness. "I can't imagine doing this with anyone else but you, Soriya. You and me? We got this."
The tension in Soriya's shoulders eased, replaced by a wave of relief and a burgeoning joy. In the quiet intimacy of the balcony, under the soft glow of the Miami night, they held each other close, the unspoken promise of their future hanging sweetly in the air.
8 months later
Soriya settled onto the plush velvet stool at her vanity, the scent of hairspray and sweet perfume filling the air. Tiffany and Breanna moved around her with practiced ease, their laughter a gentle melody as they worked on her hair and makeup. Today was her baby shower, a celebration that felt both surreal and incredibly real.
"I am so ridiculously excited for my nephew to finally be here,"Â Tiffany exclaimed, her voice bubbling with anticipation as she carefully applied a touch of highlighter to Soriya's cheekbone.
Soriya chuckled softly, a hand instinctively resting on her prominent bump. "Tell me about it. I'm so ready for him to make his grand exit," she sighed contentedly, then playfully groaned. "This little man thinks my uterus is some kind of damn wrestling ring."
"Gotta start him early," Breanna quipped, her tongue peeking out in concentration as she expertly wrapped a section of Soriya's hair around the curling wand. The soft sizzle of the heat filled the brief silence. "You know he's going to be joining the bloodline down the road."
Soriya playfully rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at her lips. "Let Josh tell it, he'll have my baby in the ring as soon as I push him out," she joked, causing all three of them to erupt in laughter, the sound echoing in the room. They finished the final touches of Soriya's hair and makeup, their movements becoming more deliberate as they allowed her to get dressed in private.
When Soriya stepped out of the bathroom, the soft white fabric of her dress cascaded over her swollen belly, pooling gently around her bare feet. The sight took the girls' breath away. Tears instantly welled in their eyes.
"You look absolutely breathtaking, Ri,"Â Breanna whispered, pulling her into a tender hug, a single tear escaping and tracing a path down her cheek. Tiffany rushed over, her own tears already falling freely.
Emotion welled up in Soriya's chest, a lump forming in her throat. She returned their embrace, gently dabbing at their tears. "Y'all are going to make me ruin my makeup before we even get to the baby shower," she said, her voice thick with affection.
"Alright, alright," Tiffany sniffled, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand. "Let's get you downstairs before we're late f'real." They made their way down the stairs, the murmur of male voices growing louder as they approached the living room, where Josh, his brothers, and their cousin were waiting.
As Soriya reached the last step, the boisterous conversation in the living room abruptly ceased. A hush fell over the room, all eyes drawn to her. Josh stood frozen, his gaze sweeping over Soriya, his breath catching in his throat. The sight of her, radiant and glowing with her pregnancy, was momentarily overwhelming.
He snapped out of his reverie when Jimmy playfully nudged his shoulder, a knowing grin on his face. Josh straightened to his full height, his eyes never leaving Soriya as he made his way towards her. He reached her, taking in every detail of her beautiful form. "You look beautiful, ma," he said, his voice soft with adoration.
Soriya's face lit up with an instant smile. "Thank you, baby," she replied, her eyes lovingly tracing the lines of his crisp button-up shirt, the familiar weight of his Cuban chain resting against his chest. "You look pretty good yourself."
"Ready to go celebrate our little man?" Josh asked, his hand gently finding hers. Soriya nodded, her fingers intertwining with his. "Let's go then."
The drive to the venue was filled with comfortable anticipation. As they pulled into the parking lot, it was already bustling with the cars of their relatives and friends. Josh carefully helped Soriya out of the car, his hand protectively placed on her back as he guided her towards the entrance.
A chorus of warm greetings erupted as they made their grand entrance. A genuine smile eased onto Soriya's face as she greeted each guest, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. When she reached her mother, the carefully held-back emotions began to surface.
She leaned into her mother's embrace, the familiar scent of her perfume a comforting anchor. "Oh, my baby, you look so incredibly beautiful," her mother murmured, her arms wrapped tightly around Soriya. When they pulled apart, her mother gently wiped away the tears that had finally spilled down Soriya's cheeks. "No tears today. We're here to celebrate you and this precious little one, okay?" Soriya nodded, a fresh wave of emotion washing over her as her mother pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
Throughout the party, a joyous atmosphere permeated the air. Guests indulged in the delicious spread of traditional Samoan food, the fragrant aromas mingling with the lively chatter and laughter. The rhythmic beat of music filled the space, and soon Soriya found herself in the center of a spontaneous dance circle, everyone cheering her on with enthusiastic shouts of "Go Riya!" as they moved around her.
Then came the time for the gifts. A mountain of diapers, soft custom blankets, adorable onesies, and an impressive collection of tiny sneakers â a testament to his sneakerhead uncles and his father's influence â were unwrapped with exclamations of delight. Soriya picked up a familiar-looking box from Bianca and Tez, the bold white lettering ELIANTTE unmistakable across the front.
Soriya shot them a playful look, raising an eyebrow. Tez just threw her a goofy grin. "C'mon, open it up, girl!" he urged, causing a ripple of laughter around them.
She carefully lifted the lid, and her breath hitched. Nestled in the tissue paper, a tiny Cuban bracelet gleamed in the soft light. A collective cheer erupted from the guests.
"That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, uce!" Josh exclaimed, giving Tez a high-five.
"Gotta start little man off right,"Â Tez winked. Soriya shook her head playfully, a warm smile gracing her lips as she leaned over to give him a hug.
After all the gifts were opened and admired, Josh and Soriya took over the microphone, their voices filled with heartfelt gratitude as they thanked everyone for their love and support. As the celebration began to wind down, Trin and Jimmy generously offered to help with getting the gifts back to their house.
As the twins carried in the last load of presents, Soriya turned to Trin, offering her a tired but happy smile. "Thank you so much for everything, Trin. I really appreciate it."
"No problem at all, girl," Trin replied warmly, leaning in for a hug. "You know you're going to forever have a village behind you now."
"Don't I know it,"Â Soriya laughed softly, a wave of exhaustion washing over her. Soon, the twins returned, Jimmy giving Soriya a gentle hug. Trin and Jimmy said their goodbyes before heading out into the evening.
When Soriya turned back around, Jey was already watching her, his gaze soft and full of love. He slowly walked over, his arms wrapping around her in a comforting embrace. "You know I love you, right?" he murmured against her hair.
A flutter stirred in her chest. She nodded, her hand reaching up to cup the side of his face. "I do," she whispered. "I love you too."
He leaned in, pressing a slow, tender kiss to her lips before pulling away slightly, his eyes still locked on hers. "Alright, let's get you upstairs. I'm going to give you a foot massage," he said, gently taking her hand and leading her towards the stairs. "I know those dogs are barkin' by now."
Soriya playfully smacked his chest, a tired giggle escaping her lips. "Boy, get on," she said, affectionately rolling her eyes as she began to waddle towards the stairs, Josh walking closely behind, his hand never leaving hers.
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Dear You,
We found each other in an unconventional way. Our love, though difficult for others to understand, makes sense to us. Can't deny the overwhelming feeling of butterflies I feel whenever I hear your name. Your presence bringing me comfort. Everyday without you, feels like a prison sentence that will never end. I will love you til the end of time.
xoxo,
your love âĄ
What happens when one day a girl gets bored and stumbles upon an inmate penpal site. Will their love stand the difficulties that is the jail system? Can Evren fit in to the fast pace of Joshâs life. Follow Evren's and Joshâs unique and unconventional love story.
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They ended Romanâs almost four-year title reign so Cody could âfinish the story,â only to have him lose it to John like this? What the actual fuck? The womenâs championship should have been the main event.
We better at least get Heel Cody out of thisâŠ
Excuse me while I sit over here and cry my eyes out. SO DAMN PROUD OF YOU JEY!!
If anyone is planning to watch WrestleMania this weekend and you don't already own the streaming services they'll be broadcasting from, I highly encourage you to pirate it.
WWE is a multibillion dollar corporation ran by proud bigots and the only way to hurt a bigot is in them pockets.
Don't buy their merch.
Don't buy their tickets.
Don't purchase streaming services to watch their shows.
They don't deserve your money or engagement. Not when the company promotes a neo Nazi as our president through some of their wrestlers and suppresses left leaning ideology from their others (like making Sami Zayn delete his tweets supporting Palestine).
Let them know we don't tolerate that bullshit with a dent in their revenue. Even if it's a small one. They will notice. Look how Triple H has been tweaking lately about what the IWC has to say about his product, lol.
Watch WrestleMania here and download an adblocker like this first! đ
Nah fr. Give Jimmy his flowers for tonight! That man probably sacrificed a wrestlemania match but, DO NOT blame Jey fans for this. Just because we wanted to see âcrash out Jeyâ doesnât mean that we wanted to see jimmy injured.
Exactly this!!! Praying that Jimmy is ok though.
Jey âŠ. Yk what you need to bring to WM.
Now Iâm not gonna say it ⊠but đ« itâs time.

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No Way Out: Part Six
blurb: One night. No strings. That was the plan for Armani King. But when the past collides with the present, and feelings get tangled in the fallout, walking away isnât as easy as it should be.
pairing: Jey Uso x Black OC
words: 6.1k
warnings: none for this chapter
notes: Jey is not a wrestler in this fic so we will be using his real name, Jey might come up as a nickname for him though. He's 37 in this fic and he's just a normal-ish guy. In this fic he only has one sibling which is Jimmy or Jon and any other family members that aren't known will be make believe. The oc is a black woman of course. I don't have a fc for her, you can picture her however you want, just know I will be describing a black woman.
disclaimer: Besides the OCs I don't own anyone else in this fic or any gifs/pics that maybe used. This is just for my entertainment and hopefully yours I don't know these people for real! I don't give permission to anyone to take my work and repost it as their own or use it on any other site, you can definitely reblog on here though! Hope you enjoy!
divider(s): @//strangergraphics-archive, @//adornedwithlight, & @//omi-resources
This online hate towards Jey Uso, isnât even funny. Yall donât like him and thatâs fine, but at this point it just seems like bullying. I hate that he has to go through this.