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claymorexpunisher · 2 months

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WIP AND UPCOMING UPDATES LIST

WIP UPDATES: (Tags may change as I update some of these. Go to my pinned masterlist if you'd like to check my current WIPS and get caught up if you want to before they're updated. So sorry that this post is up super late lol! :).. Also these are all smut, so minors DNI.)

As Fate Would Have It (Ch. 7/?): Drew and Fate have made up and have decided to give things a real go. But will it last? Or will the problem named Randy Orton come between them again? (Pairing(s): Drew McIntyre/OFC) (Tags: 18+, hate to love, one night stand, angst, fluff, unprotected sex, vamp!Drew, witch!reader, budding relationship, nongraphic violence, magical powers, light blood play, biting, circa 2020.)

Lock & Key (Ch.6/?): Drew surprises reader by suggesting they add something more to their already fulfilling new dynamic. (Pairing(s): Drew McIntyre/Fem. Reader) (Chapter Tags: 18+, Domme/Sub, Fem Dom, chastity, orgasm denial, oral sex, vaginal penetration, anal play, pegging.)

Brats Have More Fun (Ch.8/?): Rhea introduces Dom to Fem. Reader during an outing at Reader’s club. Dom tries to talk a big game, but Reader sees right through it. (Pairing(s): Dominik Mysterio/Fem. Reader) (Chapter Tags: 18+, Dom!Dominik to sub!Dominik, club owner!Reader, Fem Dom, orgasm denial, overstimulation, blowjob, handjob, public sex, office, cockwarming, teasing, dirty talk, begging, honorifics (“ma’am”).

Good to Me (Pt. 2/2): Rhea and Fem. Reader continue their activities from the night before. But this morning, Rhea wanted to switch things up a bit. (Pairing(s): Rhea Ripley/Fem. Reader) (Chapter Tags: 18+, fluff, breast worship, nipple play, oral fixation, plus size reader, pms, vaginal fingering, praise kink, strap-on, vaginal penetration, domme/sub, bottom!Rhea, switch!Rhea and Reader.

Liberacion (Ch.11/?): Continuing on from Lace and Leather Night, we pick up right where we left off and Harper who is heartbroken, gets to meet Roman’s girlfriend, Mariah who might just become an essential part of the Liberacion crew. We also get a peek into the fun Drew and Tatianna get up to… (Pairing(s): Drew McIntyre/OFC, Roman Reigns/OFC, Finn Balor/OFC, Damian Priest/OFC, misc.) (Current Tags: 18+, mythical creatures, budding relationships, dom/sub dynamic, consensual kink, kink negotiation, age gap, BDSM, bratting, and more.)

New Works:

I’ll Shut You Up: It’s pretty well known that Rhea and Fem. Reader can’t stand one another. Reader thinks Rhea’s way cockier than she should be and Rhea thinks as highly about Reader as much as she thinks about the dirt at the bottom of her boot. Well… so they say, at least. A packed hotel mishap forces them to bunk together, and Rhea presses her luck by running her mouth. (Pairing(s): Rhea Ripley/Fem. Reader) (Tags: 18+, enemies to hatefucking, forced proximity, overbooked hotel, WM weekend, bottom!Rhea, top!Reader, bratty!Rhea, anal play/penetration, v position, size difference, strap-on, hair-pulling, spit for lube (I KNOWWW IM SORRY), begging, spanking, biting, slapping, choking.)

Good Boy: Reader helps Dom expel some pre-conceived notions about what he enjoys. (Pairing(s): Dominik Mysterio/Fem. Reader) (18+, pegging, Fem Dom, internalized homophobia, pegging, Mommy kink, begging, milking, praise kink.)

Glutton for Punishment: Cody’s got a bit of a hunger for punishment and Reader’s more than happy to dish it out. (Pairing(s): Cody Rhodes/Fem. Reader) (18+, Fem Dom, caning, orgasm denial, light degradation, honorifics (ma’am)

That’s all for now, I think! But I may add to this post. Hope yall are excited!

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#wwe wips #wrestling wips #upcoming fic updates #gigi's fic updates #gigi's wrestling fics #wwe smut #wrestling smut

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swordsandholly · 2 months

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A little sneak speak into a poly 141 x reader pro wrestling AU I’m working on for WIP Wednesday.

“Hello.” You blink up at the imposing figure above you.

Dark eyes stare down at you from behind his signature mask. A black balaclava with a sewn in skull covering his eyes. An iconic image in modern day wrestling.

The Ghost. Simon Riley. Current Heavyweight Champion. Thirty-one. Six-four and two hundred and fifty-five pounds. Lean.

You try very, very hard to ignore the fact that this massive man standing in front of you is wearing nothing but his wrestling trunks and knee-high boots. It feels so much skimpier in person.

“Och, yer the new announcer, aye?” Another man appears beside him. John MacTavish aka Soap. Another member of the 141 faction.

He’s pretty. The kind of pretty you’d recognize from a mile away. He was always one of your favorites to watch in the indies, when you could, and he continued to be a favorite all the way into the pros. He’s fast, high energy but a heavy hitter at the same time.

Current tag team champions with Gaz. Twenty-seven. Five foot ten, two hundred and twenty pounds and one of the prettiest men on the planet, as per the numerous fan pages dedicated to him and his kilt.

You nod, trying to calm down the rushing in your ears by giving your name and holding out your hand. Hopefully he doesn’t notice the shaking.

“Lovely tae meet ye.” He shakes your hand excitedly, a genuine grin splitting his face. “Donnae mind the big guy - he’s as quiet out of ring as in.”

You snort. So it’s not just the persona.

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raphaerolo · 8 days

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Last line challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like)

Tagged by @friendlyneighbourhoodelf

My last line was with a big airbrush on an overlay layer so its difficult to identify...

I have much in store for this wip i am excited and afeared

Tagging uhhh @anaclastic-azurite @smoosey @merlyn-bane cuz im curious (no pressure of course but like...) and whoever else wants to play feel free to join in

#hes pretty #its two am and im thinking about the blorbo #the meow meow #the sad babygirl #obi wan kenobi #its like one of those loud introductions of a wrestling but its describing how sad and pathetic and pretty obi wan is #star wars fanart #i wont tag codywan even if it will be but its not yet #cody is out of frame of this screenshot #cody is giving me grief #grief more like greef karga #did i mention it was two am #wip #my wips #tag game #last line challenge #star wars #my art

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eegnm · 2 months

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Some unfinished pin up style strickpage stuff

Refs:

#wrestling #swerve strickland #hangman adam page #strickpage #hangman #adam page #still dont know how to tag him #my art #aew #disappointed this couldve been hornier give me time ill learn #wip #i actually might delete this later idk not feelibg 100% about it

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pivsketch · 9 months

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had an inspiring and riveting discussion about pixel art with some friends recently. heres some unfinished sprites of best friends + orange cassidy as a result. and a zoomed out version w/ some progress shots

#it wouldnt be proper to call this a wip because i am certainly not finishing it #wrestling #chuck taylor #trent beretta #orange cassidy #i fucking love pixel art btw. its my art origins™ so i have a lot of nostalgia for it. and also opinions #if i had more time i wouldve refined the sel-out. im not really much of a solid-black-outline type of guy tbh #and prolly tinker with the proportions more...#i liked the grayscale wip chuck proportions but i had to make him taller in order for trent + orange to not look weird #trent is a pixel or two too tall actually but. no. im not going to go back and fix it i have other things i need to be doing instead #pixel art

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imthursdaysyme · 1 year

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Guys I’m finally drawing steddie and this is absolutely sending me

#wip #drawing #art #digital art #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #I think that they wrestle #so that’s what this is #sure Steve has width and strength #but Eddie has height and bony elbows

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firenati0n · 3 months

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wip wednesday <3 :)

hello friends :) happy wednesday, hope you are well! happiest of birthdays to my babygirl Alex Claremont-Diaz, love you endlessly my beautiful big brained bisexual disaster with a heart of gold

thank you to @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @piratefalls @bigassbowlingballhead @leojfitz @ships-to-sail @suseagull04 @dragonflylady77 @kiwiana-writes @onthewaytosomewhere @wordsofhoneydew @priincebutt @magicandarchery @leaves-of-laurelin @eusuntgratie @duchessdepolignaca03 @saturntheday @itsmaybitheway @captainjunglegym @indestructibleheart @oxfordslutphase @tailsbeth-writes for the tags this week and on sunday :)

here's a snip from a tiny spy au coming this week if i can wrangle these men into submission:

“I'm serious, Alex. No theatrics. Certainly no blood. What's the code for trouble?” “Barracuda.” Henry clicks his tongue. “Too many syllables for my taste.” “Your name is too many syllables for my taste, yet you don't see me complaining.” “Touché.” He grasps Alex's shoulder, taking a long look into Alex's eyes. Henry's body is serene, but his eyes are always his tell for Alex. They're cloudy, tense; murky waters. “Be careful, please. We both know how dangerous these men are. Manu is unpredictable, even as the mafia equivalent of a middle manager.” “Aw, worried about me, sweetheart?” Alex grins, but it's a little unsteady, faltering at the edges. “Henry. This is easy. And if I’m lucky, no dicks will have to come out.” He laughs, but there’s no humor in it. He really, really doesn’t want any dicks out this time. “See you in five, okay?” He squeezes Henry's arm, then slips out of the supply closet. Back to work.

xoxo roop

+ no pressure tags below the cut and open tag as always <3 tag me if you use :)

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#fic: sexually charged wrestling #roop writes #i wrote this for shits and gigs #there is no nutritional value #there is no purpose #it is just Vibes #do not look too closely at the plot or the body parts please #i am just a little guppy doing my best in a big ocean #and limbs are so hard to wrangle #i have so much respect for writers of action and smut GODDAMN #how do y'all keep track of bodies bro...they just love to go all over the place willy nilly!!!!!#they're just flying all over the fucking place #how does one keep track of hands and legs #let alone DICKS????????#granted there are zero dicks out in this fic #but it is not encouraging for my smut journey i gotta be so real #anyway #see y'all on ao3 this week afjsldfjkalsd hope you enjoy #I'm never writing spy or action shit again fajsdlfkjals lemme just go reread nova baby for the 600th time like a normal person #wip wednesday

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domysterio · 5 months

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painting the girlies 💜✨

#mysterio posting #can i post my wrestling art wips here bc it's embarrassing to post them on main bc i have about 200000 #and they're all dom and rhea LMAO #dominik mysterio #rhea ripley

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inber · 10 months

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WIP of Ciri having a bad time with the crown (it's made of cheese)

#cirilla fiona elen riannon #the witcher #fortune draws #wip #trying to wrestle the art block

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triptychofvoids · 1 year

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its- by hylia its link and mineru with the steel chair !!!!

#FINALLY finished this. its been sitting as a wip in my folder for like 3 weeks #tears of the kingdom #totk #totk spoilers #mineru #link #seized construct #loz #doodles #this fight was so fun i think. they really made us do a silly wrestling match. twice !!

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claymorexpunisher · 1 month

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Liberación (Ch.11/?) (18+ Fic)

DISCLAIMER: This fic discusses past instances of abuse and mental control. Be warned. This is also NSFW and will feature various different kinks and fetishes. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag things as best I can. If you choose to read my work, do so at your own discretion. You may have noticed that I switched the POV of this fic to third person omniscient so, apologies for any grammatical errors as well. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: Harper and Drew started Liberación as a way to heal. And it slowly became bigger than they could've have ever imagined...

Main Pairings: Damian Priest/OFC.

Side Pairings: Drew McIntyre/OFC, Roman Reigns/OFC, Finn Bálor/OFC, Rhea Ripley/Liv Morgan, Rhea Ripley/Buddy Matthews.

Side Characters: Various.

Tags: 18+, praise kink, daddy kink, size kink, kink negotiation, consensual kink, consensual non-consent, BDSM, knife play, light blood play, bratting, hair-pulling, breeding kink, and more.

Total Fic Word Count (so far): 18,342

Prev. Chapter

Tati’s POV- Lace and Leather Night

Lace and Leather Night found Tati and Drew decked out in their lace and leather-y best, with Tati bringing the lace and Drew bringing the leather.

Tati’s white lace robe had long since been discarded as soon as she had entered their reserved room and she was instructed to just keep her body suit and heels on while Drew had moved around the room and grabbed everything he needed from the hooks and slots in the walls of the room.

Now she lay spread eagle in bed, blindfolded, with her ankles and wrists bound to the little discreet hooks on the sides of the large plush bed.

Drew lay between her spread legs, his tongue merciless swiping over her swollen clit and pussy lips. Two of his fingers deliciously stretched her.

When it came to orgasms and pleasure, Drew didn’t like to disappoint.

He always gave Tati what she asked for and tonight was no different.

Her thighs shook as Drew’s mouth continued to work her towards another thigh-shaking orgasm and she mewled underneath him, not quite knowing if she wanted him to stop or not.

“Have you had enough?” Drew purred.

“No.” Tati said sharply and she felt more than heard Drew chuckle softly before his voice hit her again.

“Okay. Just asking. I have all night, darling.” He said casually before he went back to work on her clit…

~~Harpers POV- still Lace & Leather Night

As Lace and Leather Night continued on in full swing, Harper booked it to her office.

The sound of the patrons was nonexistent all the way upstairs where her office was and she didn’t know if she was grateful for the sudden quiet or if she dreaded it…

Harper’s ego was bruised, and her heart was shattered over Damian’s blunt and frankly unexpected rejection.

As she walked she kept telling herself that it shouldn’t hurt.

She and Damian weren’t anything.

Sure, they were having fun and flirting, and they spent hours on end together whenever he was in town.

He brought her flowers and other small gifts every so often… took the time to help her around the club whenever he could… then there was the random drives down to the Tampa Bay Pier and wherever the wind took them…

They’d also agreed to continue their little demos at the club for as long as they were both comfortable, but that didn’t mean he was necessarily into her.

Harper was halfway towards convincing herself that Damian was just a charismatic, charming and generous guy, and she had fallen for it.

And she mentally berated herself for the ridiculous outfit she had put on for today’s festivities, partly to catch his eye, when suddenly she was stopped in her tracks by a familiar Samoan man.

Though he was one of the more prominent Doms in the scene, Roman Reigns- or Joe as he preferred to be called- wasn’t necessarily a regular at Liberación.

Since it’s opening, she’d seen and spoken to him and his cousins maybe a grand total of 3 times, but on all of those occasions they’d all been nothing but gracious.

And they definitely attracted a crowd whenever they went…

Roman didn’t come alone once again. But this time, he was accompanied by a stunning woman.

Her hair was up in a sleek and high ponytail, zero flyaways detected. A black lacy number that matched Roman’s pressed suit and lace handkerchief hugged her body. And her waist was cinched tight, accentuating legs that went for what seemed like miles and generous hips that shown through the black see-through skirt she wore over the lingerie. Her neck and her ears were dripping in onyx-black and gold jewelry.

Together, Roman and this mystery woman painted a perfect picture of class and status.

“Harper, it’s good to see you again.” Roman said warmly to Harper as soon as the three of them met halfway, just a few inches away from her office door.

Harper said a quick incantation in her head to only momentarily dispell the gnawing heartbreak threatening to knock her down, before she slowly spread an easy-going smile on her lips, turning Business Woman Mode on about 1000.

“Joe, hi! How are you? It’s so good to see you again too.” She chirped, feeling the small spell quite literally work it’s magic almost immediately even though Roman’s companion seemed to watch her a bit closer.

Whether it was womanly intuition, or she was a witch herself, Harper didn’t know yet.

But neither of them pointed out that the smile on her face and her cheery demeanor- as happy as she was to see Roman- was utter bullshit. And for that Harper was thankful.

“Ah, good. My work schedule is slowing down so I’ve been able to relax more and spend more time with this beautiful woman.” Roman said, turning to the gorgeous woman on his arm and smiling broadly at her in a way that made even Harper’s stomach erupt with butterflies even though a loved-up couple was the last thing she wanted to witness.

“Baby.” The woman said, her eyes fluttering as she gave him a shy smile and shook her head. “I’m Mariah. Gusto en conocerla.” Mariah turned her attention to Harper and Harper smiled just as broadly as Roman, pleased to hear Mariah address her in Spanish.

“Igual. You looked stunning. Cinched to the gods. Gorgeous.” Harper responded, making a chef’s kiss motion and causing Mariah to let out a pleased chuckle.

“Thank you, so do you.” She said, before Roman kissed her cheek.

“Mariah’s got something she wants to discuss with you, if that’s okay. So, I’ll leave you ladies to it.” He said before he dropped a soft kiss to Mariah’s hand and left them alone.

“Shall we?” Harper said after a couple seconds of silence as she and Mariah watched Roman walk down the long hall that led towards mingling area of the club.

Mariah nodded and Harper opened her office door to her.

Though they obviously hadn’t spoken for long, Mariah’s vibe felt nice. Kind and easygoing in a way, so rather than offering her a seat in front of her desk, Harper asked her to join her on the couch.

“Drink?” Harper asked as she motioned vaguely towards the mini fridge near the desk.

“Uh, just water is fine. Thank you.” Mariah said. She thanked Harper again once Harper handed her a small glass of iced water and sat down on the couch next to her, holding a glass of water herself.

Mariah and Harper spent a good while just getting to know one another, and that air easygoing energy permeating around Harper’s office.

Harper could see it with her bare eyes in swirls of soft blue and yellow tones before they dissipated.

Mariah divulged that she came from witch parents and that she’d been raised here in Florida and they moved on to speaking about their respective jobs.

“I worked in corporate jobs for a few years- got my foot in the door super young. But I’m just tired of it. And look, I’m not saying that I want to just stop working. I know I’m an asset to any job I take on.” She said confidently and suddenly Harper realized what Roman meant when he said that his girl had something to discuss with her. “But my last boss wasn’t the best and I finally decided I’d had enough. I want flexible hours where I can spend time with the love of my life and where I can come back and not feel like I’m drowning or being treated like garbage. Joe and I came here a couple days ago- you weren’t here, unfortunately- and I spoke to some of the girls and they said that you had a good thing going here.” Mariah said, holding her glass at stomach-level, all business now.

“Ah, that’s what I make them say to everyone, mija.” Harper joked, watching a laugh light up Mariah’s stunning features before Harper went back to business. “Well, listen, this club is thankfully growing every single day. So there’s always a need for more hands on deck. And if you’re as ready to work as you sound, you can start ASAP.” She said and she smiled as Mariah’s glossy lips spread into a light and grateful grin.

“Seriously? That’d be fantastic. Thank you so much, Harper.” Mariah said sincerely.

“Of course! I never worked corporate, but I know what it’s like to feel stiffled, controlled, and taken advantage of. It’s no fun. You don’t deserve that.” Harper said and she could see curiousity shining in Mariah’s eyes despite the fact that she didn’t press Harper on her comment.

They continued to chat a bit more before Harper guided Mariah back towards Roman against her better judgment.

As her eyes scanned for Roman, Harper immediately noticed Damian mingling around..

A crowd of women surrounded him for a moment and Harper watched him laugh and flirt openly with them before she watched him link hands with a leggy brunette clad in a navy blue lace jumpsuit.

She was admittedly stunning and Harper’s hurt feelings battled with the feminist in her as one part of her wanted to be catty while the other understood that it wasn’t this random girl’s fault that Harper had gotten embarrassingly rejected.

Damian and Harper locked eyes across the room for a moment and she noticed his steps and the smile on his face falter a bit as my heart cracked that much more.

Though with the incantation she had mentally spoken earlier to appear jovial and unaffected, coupled with her growing feelings of self-preseveration and spite, Harper knew he couldn’t see how shattered she was.

But Harper could sure as hell still feel it.

Harper almost immediately noticed that the brunette holding onto him was no more than around her age, and she struggled not to laugh incredulously.

‘Too young’ for him, my ass… What a fuckin’ joke.

Their eye contact didn’t last much longer as Harper refocused on getting Mariah to Roman and she decided to use her powers to teleport them there instead.

Once Mariah was safe and sound with Roman, Harper sent herself back to her office to pick up her things and she went home without letting anyone know, assuming nobody would notice…

Next Chapter

#damian priest #drew mcintyre #roman reigns #wwe fic #wrestling fic #wwe fan fiction #liberación #my wip #damian priest x ofc #drew mcintyre x ofc #roman reigns x ofc

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