The First Punch [x Reader]
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  • Time 8h 0m
Ongoing, First published Jan 27, 2022
Mature
2 Underground Boxers. Biggest underground competition in Chicago. Both are the ones to watch, expected to win. Bet on by everyone who knows of the league. Neither can afford to lose. One champion. Only one problem: they fall for each other.


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I've had the OC version of this posted on here since I started this fic but I figure since I'm finally finishing it, I'd upload the reader insert version as well, especially since reader inserts are gaining popularity here again.

This story is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. It contains smut and heavy topics. This story is set to mature for a reason. If you are under 18, don't read, please. If I see that you're under 18 and still interacting with this story, I will block you.
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I don't know Tom personally nor do  I own him. What's written is just fiction and should be thought of as such. I do not directly associate the actions, activities, or emotions with Tom himself. He is being used here as a character should be thought of such.


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