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windhamsrotunda · 2 years

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Could I possibly ask for a Darby Allin smut??

Sure, anon. I am sorry this took so long, but I hope you enjoy! <3

Swim - Darby Allin

Pairing: Darby Allin x Original Character, Katherine Allison

Summary: Darby finds out Katherine Allison, his soon to be fiancé, has never had sex before. He changes that in a heartbeat. Based off the prompt - ''I'll be gentle, yeah?''.

Rating / Warnings: Mature, Smut, Oral Receiving (Male Receiving), Soft / Gentle Sex (P in V), Use of Nicknames (Cherry, Ladybug), 18+ Only.

Word Count: 1.3k+

Katherine watched in admiration as her fiancé Darby splashed Luke-warm water on his crescent moon-lit face to remove his skeleton half faced makeup. She scrutinized the black and white makeup on his face that bled down into the white refurnished bathroom sink. His face faced down in the sink, his pale, ghost hands brushed against the sides of his cheeks. Katherine found it really soothing to watch her fiancé's long, lanky fingers work their way into his pale, gentle skin. He stopped for a second to acknowledge the fact she was standing in the near doorway of the bathroom leaning against the door, admiring how he washes his face.

‘’Hi, Cherry.’’ He greeted, a smile turning upon on his lips as Katherine walked over to her significant other, batting her eyelashes.

‘’Hi, baby.’’ She replied with her hands now placed on the back of his neck, enough for the hairs on his neck to stand up a bit from. He embraced her close as they were getting ready to kiss. Darby pursed his lips against her's, she returned the favor to make the kiss much deeper than it was.

His hand held the back of her delicate head, his tongue danced in permission right against her lips for entrance. Opening her mouth, a blissful, unfamiliar moan slipped past her when their tongues met each other.

‘’Up,’’ He persuaded. Her head suddenly fell into the crook of his neck, panting from the intensity of the kiss.

‘’What’s wrong, cherry?’’ Darby questioned; her head leaned up to look at her other half.

‘’I... never had sex before.’’ She announced in embarrassment. Katherine’s head fell again, covering her face with the calloused palms of her hands.

He cupped her face with his palms, forehead pressed onto her’s and moving her hair out of her face.

‘’We can take our time. Nothing to be embarrassed about, whenever you’re ready, okay?’’ Darby kissed her forehead, stroking her fiery, orange hair. She nodded slowly, and took a sharp exhaled breath.

‘’Okay, I think I am ready. Whenever you are,’’ She confirmed with her fiancé, Darby.

‘’I’ll be gentle, yeah?’’ He lifted his hand up again to gently touch the side of her face before proceeding to lift her up in his arms, her eyes grew in curiosity and felt an unfamiliar burning sensation in the pit of her stomach. She smiled at him with trust and dignity, knowing he will never do anything to hurt her.

Darby’s greyish blue eyes bored into hers,

‘’May I?’’ he asked, admiring her half buttoned up baby blue blouse exposing a little bit of her skin, delicate fingers inching away from physically unbuttoning the blouse and sliding it off either one of her complex shoulders.

‘’Yes, you may.’’ She said in a brave tone, now feeling confident in herself.

Katherine’s eyelids drooped as she scanned his every move. Her breath hitched when Darby slid the silky material off of her shoulders as promised. His eyes narrowed up once more, his face read the words without any verbalization:

‘’Are you sure about this?’’

‘’Yes baby. I am absolutely sure.’’ She read the back of his mind like an opened book.

He pursed his plump lips onto her bare shoulder, humming from his bottled throat. Earning a variety of noises from her, she clutched onto the back of his neck like no tomorrow. The tension between Katherine and Darby was slowly moving forward into being a surreal love-making session. He led her out of the bathroom with her legs wrapped around his skinny waist and her arms around the back of his neck, anticipating to go up into the bedroom.

Once they were in the bedroom, Darby’s foot kicked the door closed. A laugh guttered out of Katherine; her body fell backwards into the bed. He stood back from the edge of the bed, unfastening the black small sized buttons attached to his dress shirt followed by his tight black skinny jeans and boxers carelessly thrown across the room.

‘’Follow my every move, ladybug.’’ He persuaded, gently bringing Katherine down to her knees so her knees are pressed into the silk white vanilla color schemed bedsheets.

She took every opportunity there was handed to her. Her fingers traced along the outline of his cock, feeling him shiver underneath her touch.

‘’Just like that, ladybug.’’ He groaned and praised, adding a curse to the heavens when she had her hands placed behind her back, how damn hot it was to watch his fiancé underneath him about to give him the greatest show he never had.

Her mouth decimeters away from taking him in, she softly began to gag around him. He held the back of her head, thrusting his hips forward just a little enough for her to take him down her hollowed throat. Tears began to appear in each of her creases of her green hazel eyes, pooling down her rosy, hot cheeks. How in the hell can she take me this good? He pondered, his mind swimming with the sharks as she deepthroated him from out of nowhere.

‘’Fuck!’’ He gasped, cussing out these unholy words, his thick, veiny cock pulsating inside of her throat, moaning out her name immaculately.

Darby quickly pulled out and brought her back up to stand before him, bending her gorgeous body over the edge of the king-sized bed.

‘’I’m going to make you cum so hard until you’re not able to anymore. You have absolutely no idea on how much I have been wanting you all these years. Can’t wait for your pussy to finally be mine.’’ he huffed in her ear, giving a light slap on the plump surface of her ass.

‘’Mhh, Darby. Just fuck me,’’ She pleaded in frustration, wiggling her ass in the air in front of him. “Anything for you, cherry.’’

His veiny cock glided inside of her heat at a slow pace at first. But then picking up the pace, making sure to not hurt her since this was her first time. Blissful moans escaped out of her throat, her heart bellowed in the pit of her stomach while the tide was still riding high. She arched her back off of the bed so gravity was useless, a few ‘’fucks’’ and ‘’oh my god’s’’ were vocalized. Darby devoured Katherine’s pussy whole with the snapping of his hips, a glimpse of sweat was shown rolling down on the side of his face, his hand that was cupped in her cheek inching down to her neck.

Applying a little pressure around her throat, she gasped aloud with her perfectly sized breasts bouncing gently against the sheets, an unfamiliar buzzing swirled around in her stomach as she was getting railed roughly from behind, rough enough to feel it in her cervix when she was suddenly about to release her highs.

‘’I think I'm close!’’ She exclaimed to the heavens, overriding out her orgasm.

‘’Me too, ladybug. Just a few more seconds--- ah!’’ He plunged deeply inside her tight, coaxed walls. A long moan of Katherine’s name dragged out of Darby, he felt her legs rattle within her and her head fell back face first into the sheets.

‘’Shh, it’s okay.’’ He panted, crawling on the bed beside her to plop down. His arm hung over her shoulder, planting small kisses on her forehead, tracing figure 8’s on her waistline.

‘’How did you enjoy your first time, ladybug?’’ He gave a weak smile to his fiancé, who seemingly became wore out from the intensity of the sex they just had.

‘’I-it was amazing, more than words can describe.’’ She replied, her breath slowing down.

‘’Maybe we should start doing this more often.’’

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darbyallinsskateboard · 11 months

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Nepotism? Who’s She

(Pt5/?)

Various Wrestler (WWE, AEW) X Reader (Events will be altered or made up)

Summary: In which reader is the daughter of the great Edge, but everywhere she goes her achievements are undermined because of her father being the rated r superstar.

Warnings ; Yandere themes, sexual themes, Roman being an asshole as per usual, Maxwell being an asshole

A/N, I may or may not have put a self insert in here somewhere, hehe

With a disgruntled groan you stepped over to the door “Okay okay calm down I’m nearly there” you sigh to yourself, rubbing your eyes as you opened the door, you at the man who you opened the door too “Roman? what...how did you know where my room was?” you stare up at the taller male as his eyes roamed you (In my mind reader is between 5′5-5′10 btw) “Who’s shirt are you wearing?” he asks, you think you hear a possessive edge to his voice.

“Answer my question first” you inquired, staring the man in your hotel doorway down “I have my ways Babygirl” he says, shouldering past you and into your room, he had to get through your kitchenette to make way to your bed, you rushed forward and stood in front of him.

“Roman you can’t just barge into my room!” you say, placing both hands on his chest to stop him from making his way to the bed, he grabs your wrists and pulls you closer, staring down into your eyes “Why’d you leave? you trying to escape your tribal chief? that’s not how it works baby” he shoved you into the kitchenette counter, his hands resting on the counter and effectively caging you in, staring down at you like a primal animal.

“I- Roman we were never dating! You cannot just barge in he.....” your sentence trails off into a gasp as his hands run up the shirt you were wearing “That’s about three questions you haven’t answered yet, so tell me who’s shirt this is before I fucking rip it off of your pretty little body” You squirmed and tried to struggle out of his hold, he grabbed the collar of the button up shirt and stared at you.

“I suggest you take your hands off her before I call security and have your sorry excuse of an ass escorted out” you sigh in relief, the commotion must have woken Darby up, Roman looks over and chuckles as he let’s go of you “Really? really Y/N? you have me, Roman Reigns, The Tribal Chief and he’s the one you run around with” at this point Darby had the hotel phone in his hand “I’m not going to warn you again” Roman puts his hands up in defense and steps out, but not before looking at you.

“This is not over between us, I promise you will be mine” Roman then walks off with a sinister threat, you run into Darby’s arms, leaning against his lean chest as he wrapped you up in his arms, shushing you “He won’t touch you pretty girl, I promise you that” you nodded and he leaned down to peck your lips “There’s my baby” you smiled at him and you both walked over to the bed.

“...Darby what are we?” you look at him, with pursed lips “I...I don’t just want to be fuck buddies” you confessed, he stared at you with light blue orbs then grabbed your hands “We can be whatever you want” you sighed “I...need to think about this...with everything going on” he nodded “Take as long as you need Doll” you smiled and hug him “Thanks, but we’re definitely still friends, right?” you placed your pinky up for a promise “Always” he wrapped his little finger around yours and placed his arms around you, pulling you down to the bed and you laughed, snuggling into his neck.

The next day, AEW Rampage (I am more than likely to mix around the rosters for each brand so just clarifying that)

For some unknown reason, MJF had requested creative to set a match up with you (More like begged lmao) and him against Adam Cole and Britt Baker, you had no idea why but you had no choice but to oblige to the request, you’re in the guerilla, put in a Burberry bralette, you had to admit it was nice and comfortable, you, and Burberry nova pants, you hadn’t like the way they looked so you did a little tweaking with design and got them to sew you something up real quick, your Burberry pants were turned into assless Burberry chaps and you slid on some black underwear underneath, you thought it looked great. (I might draw this out and repost it lmao).

You walked out in Max’s arm, his annoying electro music (I’m so sorry I hate it) the crowd went wild and you grimaced, you really hoped the crowd influence wouldn’t make you guys tag team again, Max stepped into the ring and stepped on the rope to bring it down for you, you smiled at him but ended up springboarding over, the look on Max’s face was priceless.

The arena quieted down as Britt and Adam walked out, tonight was going to be fun.

You and Max had emerge victorious, despite Britt and Adam quite literally choking you and Max with the Burberry scarfs he insisted you brought to the ring for your entrance, you slumped against Max as he screamed profanity's and such at Adam and Britt alike, you laughed as you guys got out of view of the audience, coming back to see Hook sitting on a production box, wrapping up his hands and Dan Hausen next to him, you smiled as Dan jumped around him speaking of all kinds of curses he would put on Hook’s opponents for him

“So babe, you like what you saw in the ring?” Max who is besides you inquires and you roll your eyes “First don’t call me babe, second, no, no I didn’t, especially when you got us choked out with these horrendous scarfs” you remarked at him and he groaned “wow, okay, bitch” “whore” you fired back at him quicker then a bullet “You look horrible in Burberry anyway” you irked at him and tore the chaps off, throwing them at him “take these then!” and ripped your bralette off, thankful you had decided to put an actual bra underneath, you tossed that to him as well “Shove it up your ass Maxwell!” he muttered something before walking off, you felt a tap on your shoulder and turned around, Dan Hausen was holding his cloak out to you “Dan Hausen thinks you might get cold if you do not wear this”

You feel yourself calm down and grab it off of him with a smile across your face, slinging it over your shoulders “Thank you Dan Hausen” you place a kiss on his cheek and he smiles, nodding at you, you look at Hook and he acknowledges you with a nod, you feel your cheeks go red “I’ll return this to you as soon as I can, okay Dan?” he nods and you smile, walking down towards your locker room, a smile across your face.

You sit down on the steel chair you have set up and check your twitter, checking for notifications, you see you’re tagged in something and click it.

You laugh, Your aunt was really something sometimes, she was way younger then your dad was, only in her 20s, her parents didn’t think they could conceive another kid and out came your aunty.

she wrestled in some indie route, she seemed to enjoy it so everyone was glad for her, even you, you got a notification and checked it out

you shook your head with a smile on your face and sighed, placing your phone down as a knock resounded on your door, you opened it to Jamie, you smiled at her “Hey, come in” she smiled and walked in “After the show we were going to go to our hotels and play some party games, want to come?” “I promised my aunty I’d hang with her” “Psh! just bring her with you” you shrug but then nod “If you say so”

“She said she’d come” Jamie grins “This’ll be so cool, can’t wait to meet your aunty!”

You fixed your mascara in the mirror as Torah was busy lacing up her heels, for this hang out you just decided to go in a black and white sleeved mini dress a pair of sandals for comfort, your aunty dressed up in a simple black puff sleeve mini dress, you smiled as you helped her place her chain earrings in her ears and the two of you made your way up the elevator, you got to Jamie’s door and knocked, she opened it “Y/N!” she smiled and pulled you into a hug before looking past you and her jaw dropped, then she smiled widely “no way! you never told me your aunty was Raze!” “You talking about her wrestling name?” she nodded and Torah smiled “I’m such a huge fan” she shook her hand and laughed “Thanks” Jamie led you and Torah in.

Everyone stopped their games and looking over to you two “This is Y/N we all know her, and her aunty” “Holy shit, that’s Raze” you arched your brow as a man with golden curls walked over, you recognized him as Adam Page and he walked over, grabbing your aunties hand and laying a chaste kiss to it, your aunty smiled and drew her hand back, smiling at him, they began conversing as you walked off, you needed a drink, you opened the mini fridge and pulled out a cruiser, standing up you jumped in fright as Orange Cassidy was directly behind you, you sigh in relief “Hi!” you say and he stares at you then just nods as you move past him, you sat on a chair in the corner of the room, someone sat on the arm of the chair and you look up to see Jamie “We’re going to play spin the bottle if you want to join” you perk up and nod, joining the circle of people on the floor.

A/N another cliff hanger! but at least you got a cool aunty out of this, also sorry for the non-update yesterday, I’ve been swamped with school work

#aew #aew wrestling #aew x reader #darby allin #darby allin x reader #mjf #mjf x reader #danhausen #hook #wwe x reader #jamie hayter #roman reigns #roman reigns x reader #self insert #oc

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of-twilight-and-moonshadow · 1 month

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Not Even If You Tried - Darby x Emery

I alluded to this last night. Here it is.

My heart-wrenching dream-turned-chapter that spiraled at the beginning into something else (thanks to the Bucks).

Part of my series ' Dark Angel of the Bullet Club '

Word Count: 3,802

Warnings: Swearing, dark thoughts and spiraling/depression-like moment (briefly). Matt and Nick are assholes. Darby's precious. And tooth-rotting fluff at the end. (as demanded by Kat to make up for the tears this will probably cause ya'll)

Also, I allude to another chapter that I am currently writing -- ironically, another Darby x Emery one -- where he helps her get control over the Dark Angel and Sinister Angel personalities. Obviously, it worked. lol There is also a part I allude to Emery having previously hurt Matt and Nick? It's a part of the same fic (as mentioned above, Darby x Emery) where it explains that. Basically, it was due to Sinister having come out-- and Sinister doesn't care if friend or foe, she'll fuck shit up.

Tag List: @katries @rainries @mrsmatt @summertimefun1982

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To say she was lost was an understatement. No, make it the understatement of the year- and for fucks sake, it was only March. Lost, hurt, confused – even a bit angry. Those were the emotions swirling about Emery, especially over the last month. With everything going on between her friends—and people she thought were her friends—there was zero time or room for her to focus on her own matches. Now sitting at a record of 2 wins and 3 losses, Emery was almost certain she wouldn’t see a title picture any time soon.

Strangely enough, it didn’t bother her too much. Not having to worry about a title shot left her with time to worry about her friends, and lately, that was a full-time job itself. But the more she worried about them, the more she wondered if that was the right thing to do. With the building worry over those she held dear, the more her anxiety and panic rose. Thankfully—with Darby’s help—Emery had been able to successfully keep control over both Dark and Sinister. Now, she need not worry about one of those personalities taking over her soul and she could go about her life, her matches, her own way.

“I need some air,” Emery sighed, standing up from the table in catering. Kris and Willow looked up at her, faces full of worry.

“You gonna be good?” Kris asked.

“Want us to come with? We totally can-“ Willow offered, giving a soft smile.

“No, no—I—“ Emery breathed, wrapping her arms around her midsection, “I’m okay, don’t worry. I just need a moment to collect my thoughts…”

“Alright,” nodded Kris.

“We’re here if you need us,” Willow added.

Feeling the lump in her throat, Emery could only give the two a brief nod before turning and walking through the back halls. As much as she appreciated their kindness and worry- right now, Emery just desperately wanted her friends. Her familial friends. Ones she had relied on since she came into the business. Ones that—

“Emery! Just the girl we were looking for.”

Speak of some of the devils.

Slowly turning around, Emery watched as Nick and Matt walked up to her, clad in some new outlandish colored suits, ridiculous hats to match.

“Something I can do for you, Nick? Err—Nicholas.”

The pointed glare from both of them at the name usage quickly morphed into almost forced smiles as Matt waved his hand dismissively.

“We won’t hassle you about the name thing—this time,” Matt winked as if it were some joke between them.

“But now that you asked—yeah, there is something we need,” Nick smirked deviously, “Coffee. You know what we like. Here’s a fifty. Get yourself something while you’re at it, our treat!”

“Yeah, those bags under your eyes? Looks like you could use the caffeine,” Matt continued, laughing along with his brother.

“You’re turning me into an errand girl? For some---coffee?!” Emery asked incredulously, her hands falling to her sides.

“Um, yeah? Look—we’re busy here, trying to improve the show- the company. It desperately needs it, too. So do us a favor—get the coffee,” Matt shrugged, throwing in, “Maybe, when you get back, we can discuss putting you in a Champions Eliminator match. See if you can even win that.”

Emery was at a complete loss for words. These two were like brothers to her. They had been there since the get-go. Helped train her--- after Kyle, of course. Not once had they ever used her as an errand girl or a bag handler.

“We’ll be in our office when you get back,” Matt said as he walked off, sliding his hands into his pant pockets.

“Try not to take too long,” Nick chuckled, reaching up with his hands and gently patting her cheeks a few times, before following after his brother.

He did not just---

Emery stood there, shaking as she felt the anger in her rising from her toes all the way to her head.

I can take care of them, whispered Sinister, who clawed at the opportunity to come out and play.

Shaking her head, Emery balled up her fists—the fifty dollar bill in her right-hand crumpling.

No. Matt and Nick were still in there. They were still the guys she loved. She would not hurt them—not again.

No.

Quickly, without thought, Emery turned and bolted down the halls, heading to the only person she had left right now.

Darby.

Despite all the shit that had gone down the last two months between the Bucks, Darby, and Sting- Emery was relieved that Darby still let her into his life. It would have been all too easy for him to turn his back on her, the “Bucks Little Sister” as she had become known over the years. The thought reminded her of when Yuta had turned his back on her and it sent a sharp pain through her heart. Shaking it off, Emery rounded a corner and saw the locker room that he should be in. Upon knocking, though, and a quick peek in, she saw it was empty.

With a sad sigh, Emery looked down at her hand where the money was still crumpled up.

“Guess I’m going for coffee.”

Thirty minutes later, the brunette walked in through the parking area, holding a to-go container with three coffees. Maybe Matt was right. Maybe the coffee would help her. With everything going on, it had been difficult for Emery to get a decent night's sleep. Usually, she’d snuggle up to Kenny or Hangman- or Riley, if he was ever in the same town as her. However, Hangman had been having his own issues with Swerve as of late and completely losing his mind. Kenny—with the injuries and emergency surgery…. Well, Emery didn’t want to bother him too much. Plus, she was constantly out on the road while Kenny was back home. Even her best friends (aptly named) Orange and Chuck were cuddle buddies of hers, but they, too, have had a lot going on. Emery had debated messaging them a few times, but each time she would be about to hit the ‘send’ she’d hesitate, feeling like she was bothering them. The messages would end up deleted, and Emery would suffer another night of restless sleep.

Lost in thought, Emery wasn’t aware of the pale blue eyes on her- until he stepped in front of her path, cutting her off with a soft smirk.

“Hey,” was Darby’s simple introduction.

Stopping short so that she didn’t run into him, not wanting to spill the coffee all over his shirt, Emery focused her attention and looked into his eyes. The second she did, giving their eyes a moment to read each other, his smile fell as he picked up on something wrong.

“Hardy said he saw you come to my room a bit ago— sorry I wasn’t in. Had to go to the ring to do a promo. You good?”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah- yeah, no. I’m…. good.” Emery nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat and looking away from his gaze. A gentle finger hooked under her chin and brought her eyes back to his as Darby studied her closely. His thumb gently brushed her cheek, his own way of showing her affection. A brief moment of silence passed between them until he pulled away and looked down at the coffee in her hands.

“All for you?” Darby questioned, raising an eyebrow, “Thought you needed to take it easy on coffee—the shakes and shit that caffeine was giving you?”

“Yeah, no—uh…. This one is mine… decaf,” Emery told him, carefully shifting her hands to use a thumb and pointing to one of the cups.

“And the other two?”

“M-Matthew and Nicholas gave me some money to get them—”

“They sent you on a fuckin’ coffee run?” Darby interrupted, raising an eyebrow once again, before rolling his eyes with a scoff, “Fuck that shit.”

Darby reached up and pried Emery’s cup out of the holder before easing the four-cup holder out of her hand and replacing it with her cup of coffee. Wordlessly, he turned around and walked over to the large garbage can in the hall, unceremoniously dropping the two coffees into it with a satisfied smirk.

“They can get their own damned coffees—just like they used to,” Darby said as he walked back over to Emery, who stood there with a shocked expression on her face. As upset as she wanted to be—looking at him to scold him for the waste—she found herself gently smiling instead, catching the look of mischief written across Darby’s face.

“Now that you’re not laden down with extra coffee—you wanna come out to my place this weekend? Planning to do a bonfire, probably do some skate stunts – and I could use a beautiful model for some new Hoodlum merch,” he smirked playfully.

“You shameless flirt,” Emery chuckled, “Your honeyed words won’t work on me that easily. What else you got?”

“Mmm, playing hard to get, eh? Okay---” Darby licked his lips, “The puggles would love to see you again. Pretty sure the lil’ guys miss you more than they do me.”

“Bonfires and puppy dogs!? Sold!”

“Oh- so you want to see the dogs and not me, eh? I see how it is,” he recoiled playfully before turning solemn and adding, “At least I know that they’ll be cared for if something happens to me next month.”

Instantly, the blood ran cold in Emery’s veins as she realized what Darby was alluding to. His climb on Mount Everest.

“Darby—do you really have to do this? I mean—you’re pretty banged up—”

Before Darby could respond, though, his eyes flickered over Emery’s shoulders as distant voices got louder.

“—when that would be--- Ah! Emery, there you are!” Matt’s voice rang out, stopping just behind her. She could tell by Darby’s narrowed and emotionless eyes that the Bucks were staring him down. A tense moment passed before he looked at her again, giving her an apologetic shrug.

“I’ll catch ya later.”

With that, Emery felt the brief warmth she had gained five minutes previous leave her as Darby walked away. The further he walked, though, the more her thoughts began to race, and she could feel the panic starting to tighten around her lungs, her heart beginning to race.

What if he doesn’t come back? What if he gets on that plane to go to the Himalayas but doesn’t get on the return plane? What if something comes up and she’s not able to make it to his place this weekend—and she can’t see him next week on the show—and this is the last time she sees him? What if---

“—our coffee?” Nick’s distant voice was asking, but Emery wasn’t able to pay any attention to the words. The cup of coffee that was in her hand was plucked out of her grip, to which she was barely aware of. The snapping of fingers in front of her face finally brought her out of her spiral and as she turned around she saw Matt’s look of disgust as he spat out the sip of coffee he had taken from her cup.

“Eck, that’s terrible!” he exclaimed, before tossing it in the same garbage can that Darby had dumped theirs.

“We see you got coffee—what happened to ours?” Nick asked her.

“Sorry it… spilled… on the way here….”

“Spilled?” Matt questioned, disbelieving and with a look of disappointment on his face. “So you didn’t go back and get a replacement?”

Emery’s mind was still reeling with the thoughts of losing Darby, so she couldn’t even muster up an answer to him.

“Jeez Emery,” Nick rolled his eyes, “Worst intern ever.”

“Yeah—forget about that championship eliminator match,” Matt waved his hand as if shooing away a bug.

“You know what, Matthew? I’m feeling a little peckish,” Nick stated, looking at his brother.

“Now that you mention it- I could use a bite to eat. Emery—”

“Get it yourself.”

The simple statement that fumbled from her mouth stopped both brothers in their tracks.

“Excuse us?”

“Do you remember who you’re talking to here? We’re the EVP’s—”

“Oh my God—shut up—just SHUT UP!” Emery exclaimed, finally fixing her gaze on them. Both of their eyes had gone wide in shock at her outburst, but something in her had snapped. Emery didn’t care, though; she was done.

“What the hell happened to the two of you, huh?! You go away for a couple of months and then come back all high and mighty—” Emery gestured towards them and their suits, “—I am your Goddamn friend—the person you claimed as a sister as far back as 2017—and you’re treating me like absolute shit right now! Don’t you see I have enough going on right now?! I don’t need this! My whole life—for the past 6 months—feels like it has been slowly crumbling down around me, and two of the people that are usually always there for me have been nowhere to be found!”

The longer she vented her frustrations, the more her eyes welled up with tears that she desperately tried to hold back, but at some point, it became too much, and they began to roll down her face.

“I don’t know what has gotten into you two—but I can NOT deal with this right now! I—I’m done—I--- Find someone else to fetch your damn food and your damn coffee. Hell—find--- find someone---” Emery felt her throat trying to close up, a part of her begging her not to say the words she was about to, but they still fell from her lips, “—Find someone else to be your sister—!”

A ragged gasp of air escaped her throat as she turned on her heels and blindly raced away, the tears falling freely from her eyes and clouding her vision. The Bucks stood there, flabbergasted at what had just transpired.

“Matthew—”

“No, no. It’s okay. She’ll be fine, Nicholas,” Matt shook his head, trying to convince not only his brother but himself, “Just… give her some time.”

Maybe she would be better off without them, a part of him wondered before they turned in unison back down the hall and disappeared.

Two hours later, Emery sat in the shower stall of her hotel room, knees up to her chest as the water cascaded down around her. Kris had found her outside the arena, leaning against a brick wall, cheeks stained with tears- and wordlessly helped her up into her rental. All Kris asked her was if she needed a doctor- to which Emery slowly shook her head no. Upon getting into her room, she had aimlessly stood in the center for a while before slowly peeling off her clothing and getting into the shower.

Her mind felt like it was racing—but it was blank. Painfully blank.

She had attempted to clean herself, but all the energy had left her, so instead, she slumped down to the floor and just sat there.

She had no one now…..

Everyone was gone…..

For the first time in ten years, she was alone…..

Her thoughts began to turn dark and she could feel herself crawling towards that dark rabbit hole. A familiar feeling…. A painful…. Scared feeling….

Call…. Call them….

Call who?

Matt and Nick?

They didn’t care…. She had burned that bridge now….

As she sat there, the water began to soothe her in its own tranquil way. A single image flashed across her mind. One person.

Go.

“I--- I cant…. Lose him…. I—”

Go.

The persistent desire and need to be near him started to slowly uncloud her mind. Her arm slowly reached up and turned off the faucet. Carefully, Emery pushed herself off the slick tile floor and reached for a towel. The more she focused on him, the clearer she began to think—which let her think back to all the small moments shared between them. He was chaos and untamed fearlessness- but at the same time, he calmed her racing mind, brought peace to her dark thoughts. He helped her be a better person—made her want to be a better person.

Without him…. Where would she be?

Twenty minutes later, hair still dripping wet, Emery stood in the hall outside of another hotel room. It was mostly silent around her—and for a moment, she thought perhaps he had already gone to bed—but then in the near distance, she heard the soft sounds of water shutting off.

Pausing for only a minute longer, Emery finally reached forward and gently knocked on the door in front of her. Movement could be heard from within, before the sliding of a lock and then the door slowly opening.

“Hey, out late---” Darby began to smile, but it faltered as his eyes raked over her. Wordlessly, he reached out a hand and took hers, gently pulling her into the room with him, shutting the door behind Emery.

Darby’s mouth opened as he attempted to say something, but what could he say? He didn’t want to say the wrong thing and make whatever was wrong worse.

“H-how can I help?” he finally whispered.

Emery looked up from the floor, finally looking into his eyes as her own teared up once more.

“Hold me,” she choked out as the tears fell down her face. Without hesitation, Darby reached out for her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. The warmth from his shirtless chest brought a wave of calm to her. Laying her head in the crook of his neck, her arms folded up between them as his drew soothing circles on her back. It was everything she didn’t realize she needed.

“I—I’m here.”

That simple phrase, meant to help soothe her—actually broke her heart more, and she pulled away from him. Confusion crossed his features as he looked at her with his blue eyes.

“…. But you won’t be….. You’ll be gone…. Climbing a mountain….. a dangerous…. Life-taking mountain….. Why? Why do you have to do this?”

“Why not?” Darby responded, “Mer—you know me. You now how I am. I do dangerous stupid shit all the time. You watched me drive a small ass trike with a fractured arm. It’s just…. Who I am.”

Emery wrapped her arms around her abdomen and walked past him into the room, trying to hold back more tears.

“I just….” She whispered, a few stray tears falling down her face, “I don’t think you understand…. how scared I am of losing you….”

Darby felt his lungs constrict as he looked at her, an unfamiliar lump forming in his throat.

“I—I’ll be back… before you know it. Besides, you’re not here alone. You’ve got friends to keep you busy.”

“Do I?!” Emery questioned, her voice breaking as she spun around to face him. The look of pure heartache he saw in her expression hit him hard.

“Darby--- you…. You are all I have right now. Kenny’s out for who knows how long…. Hangman has done lost his mind—the Bucks have turned into people I don’t recognize anymore--- Wardlow’s turned into someone I don’t know….. Adam’s changed--- Kyle’s got no return in sight…. Yuta’s---” Emery’s voice broke upon bringing up her one-time friend; squeezing her eyes shut briefly, she continued, “Orange and Chuck will be out with their injuries for a while…. Britt’s been gone for a while with no return in site--- You. You are all I have--- and…. And I’m terrified I could lose you…. Permanently. I don’t…. I don’t think I could stomach that--- I’d be lost…. Without you…. In my life.”

The tears were falling freely once more- and for the first time in a long time, Darby was completely lost for words. To think he had this kind of impact on anyone… wasn’t something he thought would ever happen. He closed the distance between the two of them, one hand wrapping around Emery’s waist, the other going behind her head, his fingers threading through her hair. Without thinking about it, her arms snaked around him and pulled him close—but she felt him tense up and a small huff of air leave his nose.

That’s when she realized.

“Shit—your stitches—!” Emery cried apologetically, attempting to pull back from Darby, but he held fast to her, not letting any space come between them.

“I don’t fuckin’ care about the stitches, Mer—” he breathed out a chuckle, “I care about you. Wrap your arms around me. Now. Tonight. For the next couple weeks. Remember me.”

Shakily, her arms gently wrapped around his back once more, as he leaned his head down into the crook of her neck; his warm breath tickled her as he spoke.

“Everest…. It’s a beast—I know the risks, believe me, I know. But this is something I have to do.”

“I—I know there’s no changing your mind… and I don’t want you to resent me for making you stay…. Just, please—promise me…. Promise me you wont do anything reckless on the climb? Just--- carefully climb up, get to the summit, and carefully get back…..”

“I can’t promise that I’ll come back—not alive,” Darby whispered, and as he felt her about to interrupt, quickly continued, “BUT—I can promise you I won’t do anything too reckless while I’m there. Especially…. Especially since you’re waiting here for me to come back…..”

Emery nodded as much as she could against him, before feeling him chuckle against her.

“Besides…. Pretty sure that if I did die up there—you’d hunt down my frozen corpse and kick my ass for doing something reckless.”

As much as she didn’t want to, Emery felt herself let out a few soft laughs of her own. Darby pulled back from her just a few inches and looked into her eyes.

“I don’t care what I have to do—or how I have to do it—I’ll fight tooth and nail to come back. That I can promise you. You ain't getting rid of me, not even if you tried.”

“Good,” Emery softly smiled, leaning into his hands as they cupped her face. His thumbs began to wipe away the tears that had fallen before he leaned in and gently kissed her lips.

“Stay the night?” Darby asked her, a small smile crossing his face at her nod.

That night, Emery slept soundly as she lay curled up in his embrace.

Peacefully.

Her mind was at ease for the first time in months.

#aew #imagine #all elite wrestling #fanfiction #dark angel of the bullet club #oc emery #original female character #Darby Allin #Emery x Darby

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anamelesssimp · 23 days

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Crying on a saturday night.

A Darby Allin fanfic!

Part 1 of darby x female oc

It was later than she had been up in years. Normally she was in bed by 9:30pm tucked in and dead to the world. Tonight though, she had been harassed into going with her friend , Tara , to see her boyfriend wrestle at a show the next town over. She wasn’t a fan, actually she knew nothing about it, but she couldn’t stand listening to the constant whining a minute longer. So here she sat at 11:30pm waiting by a grungy looking door in the frigid late November air, hoping to see Tara’s boyfriend come busting out of the building. The show itself had been fun, so easy to get swept into the excited cheers, even if she had no idea what was happening. But her bed was eagerly calling her name with every tick of the clock.

Before she could open her mouth to let out a mountain of complaints to Tara the side door swung open to reveal a very sweaty redhead with sunglasses on in the middle of the night and a backpack slung over his shoulder. He lazily walked over and swung his arm around Tara's shoulders and gave her a squeeze.

“ Did you ladies enjoy the show?’’ He questioned with a lazy grin looking down at Tara waiting for her response.

“ Of course we did, you looked amazing!” Puppy love seeping through every word. They had only been together a little over three months and showed no sign of losing interest in one another anytime soon.

“ What about you Jenna? I know this is not your thing, but did you have an alright time?”

“ Yea, no it was fun. Definitely different from anything I have ever been to, but it was pretty alright.” She wasn’t lying either. Although it had been very loud , hot ,and a little confusing since she didn’t know how these kinds of things worked, she had a pretty good time.

“ Well I am glad to hear that , hopefully you girls will come to the next show.’”

“ Of course babe, wouldn’t miss it for the world. Hey where is your friend you partnered with tonight “ Tara shot with an intense look at Cassidy. He looked back at her with a knowing look and pulled out his phone. Those two were definitely up to something, but what Jenna couldn’t even begin to guess.

“ He said he was finishing packing up his gear and should be out in a sec.” He shot Tara a mischievous smile and then looked at Jenna with humor plastered all across his face, at least the parts that the sunglasses weren’t hiding. No way she thought! These two had been on her for the last month about getting back out into the dating world. She had shrugged off their pressures and assured them she was fine, she was more of a loner anyway. The past week it hadn’t been brought up again so she had thought she was in the clear. Judging by the way the two of them kept glancing and giggling to each other, that thought had been a huge mistake.

‘ Guys this isn’t funny! I told you I am more than happy with my life the way it is. No man, no drama, leave it alone.” Jenna could feel the anger building behind her words the more she spoke. Just because they were so happy and in love didn’t mean that anyone who was single lived in an abysmal existence void of any true happiness.

“ Just give him a chance Jenna, shit! The least you can do is meet the guy, say hello. He is my new tag partner after all so you’ll be interacting with him on and off anyway, so at least you need to know who he is…”

‘ Wait! So you JUST met him and think setting him up with me is the perfect idea? What if he is a serial killer or a weirdo Cassidy. Tara, how could you go along with this!”

“ Calm down psycho, he is just recently his partner, yes. But, if you would have let him finish they have been friends for years prior. They only got to a point no where things worked out for them to work together as partners. Calm down Jenna, like he said regardless you two will be seeing each other. So it's only courteous for you to introduce yourself, especially since we are already back here hanging out with Cass ,and show our support to both halves of the team.” Jenna was too stunned to speak. Not only because this was so thought out and carefully planned, but also because she couldn’t make an escape without looking like a rude asshole.

Before they could continue bickering amongst themselves the door swung open again and a guy with bleached hair, a black peacoat atop some ripped up black skinny jeans and beat up looking combat boots stepped out wheeling a suitcase.

“ Hey you must be Jenna, You can call me Darby…”

#aew fanfiction #darby allin #darby x oc #orange cassidy #female oc #aew

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wrestling-all-the-time · 3 years

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Vacation

Pairing: Darby Allin x Abigail Borden (OC)

Flufftober Day 6: Vacation

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 353

Prompt From: apastandfuturenerd

Darby and I stood outside of the Stanley Hotel.

"This is your idea of a vacation?" Darby asked.

"Absolutely," I said.

"We're only like ten minutes from your house," Darby said.

"So? This is my favorite place and you let me pick where to go," I said. "Plus you haven't been here before. Let's go."

We picked up our overnight bags and headed inside.

I went to the front desk and got us checked in. Once I had the key I met back up with Darby.

He followed me up to room 217. I unlocked the door and we walked inside.

"Welcome to my favorite place to stay," I said.

"Cozy," Darby said. "So, what's the plan for the evening?"

"I figured I could show you around the hotel then we could get dinner, watch a movie, then probably go to bed," I said.

"Sounds like a plan," Darby said.

We spent over an hour wandering around the hotel. Darby was kind enough to listen to me ramble on about the place.

"I feel like you could work here with everything you know," Darby said.

"I actually did work here for a little while," I said. "I wasn't cleared to wrestle and I was going stir crazy so I came here."

"You fit in here," Darby said.

"I try," I said. "Anyway, do you want to head to the dining room? All this talking made me hungry."

"Lead the way," Darby said.

We had a lovely dinner before heading back to our room.

"Now, as per tradition, I brought The Shining for us to watch," I said as I pulled the DVD out of my bag.

I got everything set up and hit play before climbing into bed with Darby. The two of us cuddled up together under the blanket.

By the time the movie was over, I could feel my eyelids getting heavy. Darby got out of bed and turned everything off before joining me back in bed.

"I'm sorry if this wasn't the vacation you had in mind," I said.

"There's nothing to be sorry for," Darby said. "Today was perfect."

#apastandfuturenerd #flufftober2021 #wrestling one shot #wrestlingoneshot #aew #aew one shot #aew imagine #aew drabble #aew fanfiction #darby allin #darby allin x oc

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kamabrahr · 3 years

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Writing Requests open!

Kieran here, ready to polish their English skills with some drabbles, headcanons, oneshots, and anything your heart desires as long as they follow the rules!

I currently am mainly into the wrestling fandom, so here’s the list!

Wrestlers I can certainly write for

Male:

Adam Cole

Bray Wyatt

Chris Jericho

Christian Cage

Chuck Taylor

CM Punk

Cody Rhodes

Darby Allin

Dean Ambrose (I consider him a COMPLETELY different entity from Jon Moxley...sue me.)

Drew McIntyre

Eddie Kingston

Edge

Jeff Hardy

Johnny Gargano

Jon Moxley

Jungle Boy

Kane

Lance Archer

Luchasaurus

Malakai Black

Marko Stunt

Matt Jackson

MJF

Mustafa Ali

Nick Jackson

Orange Cassidy

Ortiz

PAC

Randy Orton

Roman Reigns

Sammy Guevara

Seth Rollins

Shawn Michaels

Sting

Tony Khan (*cough*)

Trent? (?)

Triple H

Undertaker

Wardlow

Wheeler Yuta

Female:

Abadon

AJ Lee

Alexa Bliss

Anna Jay

Asuka

Bayley

Becky Lynch

Bianca Belair

Britt Baker

Dakota Kai

Hikaru Shida

Io Shirai

Jamie Hayter

Kris Statlander

Lita

Liv Morgan

Maki Itoh

Naomi

Natalya

Nikki A.S.H.

Penelope Ford

Rhea Ripley

Ruby Riott

Sasha Banks

Shayna Baszler

Stephanie McMahon

Tay Conti

Thunder Rosa

If they’re not on this list, you are totally always welcome to ask if I can write for them, and maybe I can, depending on how much creative juice I have in me!

And here are the rules to getting that content:

Send an ask, if you’re not sure on what you want, then you are always welcome to DM me.

Specify what you want (headcanons, drabble, oneshot) with which wrestler(s), and whether it’s fluff, angst, comfort, NSFW, or others (throw me an AU and I might just grab it!). If it’s something more complicated, I will go over to your DMs and ask you for more specifications. If you don’t specify anything, it’s free real estate for me, and you’re going to have to see what you get on my Russian Roulette for you.

Specify the kinks if there are any. If it’s a no-no kink for me or a kink I’m not used to, then I will go over to your DMs if you’re not on anon to talk it out, see what we can do, and if it’s anon I unfortunately might just have to chop you off the board, I apologize.

You can also specify on certain things like genders, petite, plus-sizes, some illnesses or physical conditions like a person with vitiligo, scoliosis, an amputee, etc., but please don’t go super specific on appearances like blue eyes, brown curly hair or the likes. I might write a wrestler x wrestler or a wrestler x OC for you if you really want it and I’m in the right mindset, but beware, the writing is in my hands and you might not get exactly 100% of what you want.

Please be patient! I’m a kindergarten teacher with loads of work in my hands and some very fussy parents to handle with on the daily (the children are great, the parents...eh), so I’ll get to you, I promise, it might take some time!

With that all said, send ‘em over!

- Kieran

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snarkwriteswrasslin · 4 years

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2020 - archived

[18+ advised ] This is going to be long af. I’m going to do my best to put everything - all my writing on this blog, in one goddamn place, but I make no promises, so forgive me in advance. Below the cut is everything I’ve written and posted, for every single wrestler I’ve written for so far. If its’ not linked, then I haven’t posted it yet or it’s a placeholder. If it’s bolded/has an m out beside it, it is most definitely mature and only meant for a mature (18+) audience. If there’s an asterisk (*) out beside the title, it belongs to or is part of something else that I have on the blog.

If you want to be on the taglist for my writing, you can find that [here]. If you want to know what I write / how often I write and stuff like that, my faq/about post is [here]

adam hangman page | take you home | spring | mature.

adam hangman page | baby fever | winter| mature.

adam hangman page | darlin | summer | mature.

baron corbin | right now | winter | mature.

darby allin | the sound of silence | spring | mature.

drew mcintyre | somebody watching me | spring | mature.

drew mcintyre | alpha | winter | mature.

ethan carter iii | worship you | winter | mature.

jon moxley | duality| summer | mature.

jon moxley | allnighter | summer | mature.

jungle boy | touch myself | winter | mature.

jungle boy | unnamed as of yet | summer | mature.

kevin owens | morning | summer | mature.

kyle o’reilly | backseats and phone calls | spring | mature.

kyle o’reilly | the quiet game | winter | mature.

mjf | dessert first | winter | mature.

mjf | sweet | summer | mature.

mjf | morningafter | summer | mature.

roman reigns | alpha | winter | mature.

sammy guevara | dirty dancer | winter | suggestive.

sammy guevara | cheater | summer | mature.

trent beretta | blackout | summer | mature.

trent beretta | sneaky | fall | mature.

adam hangman page | whatcha gonna do by hinder | angst / comfort.

adam hangman page | push my buttons [ suggestive] |

adam hangman page | i’m erasing myself from the narrative | i’m putting myself back into the narrative | may you always be satisfied | the story of tonight.

adam hangman page | second one to know | dancing around an open fire | |

adam hangman page | dreaming of a wedding dress | |

adam hangman page | the love boat || |

adam hangman page | sweet cherry pie || that dress is begging to come off [ virgin oc; mature af }

adam hangman page | | honey on my table suggestive | motion of the ocean - cruise romance au, mature |

adam hangman page | alone among the couples |

adam hangman page | im yours - alphaverse au | won’t you stay with me alphaverse au | bathtub mermaid - alphaverse au/suggestive |

adam hangman page | she’s a nutcracker |

adam hangman page | virginia on my mind, angst | fuck you and the horse you rode in on [ an au of what ifs second chapter, holy shit mature] | | punishment pretty please, goes with wildside/whatifs holy shit mature | pour some sugar on me, mature | |

baron corbin | everything you can do i can do better |

baron corbin | follow me | prince not so charming |

baron corbin | love on the rocks |

curtis axel | discount chocolate day | |

drew gulak thoughts of yesterdays | august rush | lost in your eyes [ suggestive.]

drew gulak | he loves me, he loves you not [ miiild suggestive, alphaverse] | | leave her wild [ suggestive alphaverse..kinda] |

drew gulak |once upon a dream [ soulmate au] | starcrossed lovers and other strangers [ suggestive ] |

drew gulak | valentines day episode |

drew mcintyre | marionette | | just between me and you |

drew mcintyre | burnt homemade chocolates [ conclusion to my alphaverse short fic, suggestive and fluffy ] |

edge x ofc x christian | seeds of unrest |

elias samson | couples costume contest |

elias samson | waiting on your friends to leave

ethan carter III | winners remorse | rewrite history [ a retelling of w.r] | |

finn balor | after an endless dream |

jay white | graveyard smash | punch drunk princess [ vampire au; mature] | it should’ve been you [human version of vampire au]

jeff hardy | it all started with glow paint [ suggestive; bordering mature ] |

jeff hardy | do i look lonely | my lips are up here [suggestive]

jon moxley | hurt me so good | if I loved you less I could talk about it more | can’t find a better man [mature].

jon moxley | bloody valentine |

jon moxley | your days are numbered | spared but not forgiven | nature adores a virgin [mature]

jon moxley | siren song [ soulmate/pirate and siren au |

jungle boy | sweet boy |

kyle o’reilly | can I see through you | | death of a bachelor |

mjf | did you just grab yourself on tv |

mjf | candy hearts taste like chalk |

pete dunne | you jump i jump jack | | you can’t win | I’m melting

pete dunne |bitter bite alphaverse au | aftershocks suggestive |

roderick strong | trying not to smile |

roderick strong | kisses like cruelty [suggestive,borderline mature] | | |

roderick strong | walking the line | put ‘em up |

roman reigns | patchwork heart |

roman reigns | slow roasted |

roman reigns | anorgasmia |

sami zayn | farmers market | moonbeams on pumpkins

sami zayn | heart and soul |

sami zayn | reflecting light |

zack ryder | rough rider

12 Days Of Christmas Masterlist 2020

My entries for the 12 Days of Christmas on both my writing blogs can be found on this post right here. [ merry christmas clicky ]

Halloween

Thanksgiving

Christmas

New Years

Valentines Day

Other Holidays / Special Occasions

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS I HAVE / USE TO WRITE

original character, Adeline x |

original character, Kasey x |

original character, Violet x |

WRESTLERS ONLY DOWN BELOW

buddy murphy x [ mature, sex life] |

cash wheeler x [ suggestive ] |

chuck taylor x [soft]| x more soft |

damien priest x [ mature ] |

darby allin x[soft] | x [mature] |

drew gulak x |

drew mcintyre x [ mature ] |

eddie kingston x | x | x mature | enemies to lovers |

elite x celebrating Halloween with the Elite |

ethan carter iii x [m] |

finn balor x [ m] | x [m] |

heath slater x |

jeff hardy x[m] | sick female!SO [pms mentioned briefly] |

jon moxley x [m] | x [m] |

jungle boy x[food/cooking] | x [ actual! jungle boy in love ] | fall softness |

kenny omega x [ suggestive ] | x | x [halloween] |

kevin owens x [m] |

kyle o’reilly x [ mature - werewolf!kyle ] |

luchasaurus x[mature+soft] |

marko stunt x soft and mature | x mature | x soft | x daddy kink of sorts |

matt jackson x [m] | x more m | enemiest to lovers -suggestive |

nick jackson x [suggestive] | losing a basketball game to you | x mature/soft mix |

orange cassidy x [lowkey m] |

Pac x [suggestive fluff] |

pentagon jr x mature |

pete dunne x [ mature ] |

prince devitt x mature |

ecw era raven x [soft ] | x [m] | x[halloween] |

roderick strong x [ adopting a kid with ] |

roman reigns x!HeelRoman, slight nsfw |

sami callihan x [ music preferences ] |

trent beretta x [lowkey m] | x [ soft ] | x [ more soft ] |

tyler breeze x [ enemies to lovers, polyamory hinted at |

undertaker x [ gender neutral baker / biker taker SO] |

AEW;

- adam hangman page [ f s v ] | o i d | c m x | k l |

- cash wheeler [ i l s ] | [ m o r ] | c s u |

- chuck taylor [ j m w ] | [ a d l ] | [ c v ] | i k w | n u x |

- darby allin [ k o t ]

- jack evans [ b t h ] |

- jon moxley [ a k r ] |

- jungle boy [ d m o ] |

- matt jackson [ k q w ] | [ b d e ] | f i o | u y | c j v |

- mjf [ s k v ] | b m u |

- nick jackson [ a b g ] | [ m o ] | c i o |

- orange cassidy [ f h x ] | [ o ] | [ i p v ] | [ k w ]

- pac [ d m x ] | [ i p u ] | [ f o s ] |

- santana [ a o q ] |

- trent beretta [ j m u ] |

- wardlow [ d j w ] | [ k u ] | [ b m r ] | [ a o v ] | c i p |

WWE NXT;

- chad gable [ b o u ] |

- damien priest [ d i v ] |

- drew mcintyre [ b e d ] | i p w |

- jinder mahal [ g i w ] |

- roman reigns [ c u m ] |

- timothy thatcher [ c j y ] | f k | d |

- tyler breeze [ l x y ] | d j u |

TNA;

- heath miller [ b e d ] |

NJPW;

- jay white [ d f k ] | k u m | b j w |

AEW;

WWE / NXT;

AEW;

WWE / NXT;

#wrestling fanfiction masterlist #masterlist wrestling fanfiction #wrestling fanfiction writer #wrestling fanfiction blog #out with the old; in with the new

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uncrownedmox · 3 years

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Master List

Below is a list of all my list of works. One-shots and Series. From all Companies and SFW/NSFW. So please keep the regular rigmarole in mind when you’re surfing downwards. I will also add the NSFW Alphabet letters by each letter wrestlers name when I get a request.

I might change the layout of the master list as we move on but for now please remember:

The Rigmarole: The fiction below contains adult theme and sexual acts. If you’re underage consider yourself forewarned and process at your risk. Some warnings are foul and nasty language / unprotected sex / body fluids and the general sexual noises. If you keep going then please enjoy and remember if anything delights you that’s on me however anything surprises you that’s on you. winks

You, w e r e warned my friend, anything else is just pudding. 18+ only content

Jon Moxley

Series

Scent Series {NSFW}

His | Mine | Hers | Yours | Filthy | Ache | Desire | Hunt | Punishment | Fire | Claim {Finished}

Dirty Little Secret {NSFW}

Part 1 | 2 | 3

One Shots

Heated {NSFW}

Say Something {SFW}

Temptation {NSFW}

Strokes {NSFW}

Darby Allin

Series

Entanglement {NSFW}

A multi pairing story. Darby AllinxOCxJon Moxley

Part 1 |

#masterlist #my writing #series #one shots #fanfiction

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anamelesssimp · 5 days

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What do you mean that's not his name?!

Part three of crying on a Saturday night :)

They sat in a very uncomfortable silence until the waitress came to take their orders. Jenna made sure to order for Tara and Cass, even though she really wanted to tell them both to eat shit, for putting her and Darby into the most uncomfortable situation they possibly could have. It wasn’t that she wasn’t interested in him , at least somewhat, he was definitely physically attractive. And, so far had been nothing but a gentleman towards her. It was just hard for her to think about letting someone else in, to open up to having feelings for someone again. Obviously one night wouldn’t cause her to fall head over heels, but even slightly liking someone again was enough to make her want to vomit. It had been almost a year since things had ended so badly with her ex, and though she told Tara everyday since that she just wasn’t ready and that she was fine, once her and Cass had started dating and doing all the happy couple things everyone could see the loneliness in her eyes. She couldn’t lie to herself; she did miss having that connection to someone, and having those sweet moments together. Laughing at inside jokes, snuggling when the Seattle rain just poured down and there was nowhere else to be. But to know that none of that, none of the happy times, or how much love was given, could stop them from getting up and walking away kept her in her lonely shell. She also knew Tara had nothing but good intentions in the surprise blind date , she knew that Jenna would never go for it if she had prior knowledge, she truly just wanted what was best for her best friend. But it was so uncomfortable and she could see it all over Darbys face. It was just as awkward for him as it was for her. It also wasn’t fair to him because he probably thought this was planned and was going to have a nice time with someone who was interested in pursuing it if they hit it off. Jenna was just ready to give up and hide in the bathroom when he finally spoke up, almost causing her to jump out of the seat as the silence was abruptly broken.

“ So I take it you didn’t know about this whole set up thing, did you?” He questioned not looking up from his drink where he fiddled with the straw, chasing the ice around the cup.

“ No, honestly I didn’t. I hope you don’t think I’m rude or stuck up or anything, I just got blindsided, and well I am completely socially awkward, even under normal circumstances…” Jenna trailed off not knowing what else to say and realizing she was beginning to ramble.

“ I don’t think that at all! I kinda feel the same way. I found out as I was packing up my gear, but Orange kinda made it seem like you knew and I was the last to know.”

“ Oh, well, good news since he actually told you BEFOREEE you came outside, I was the last to know! So at least you can say you weren’t the last to know about this surprise date” She laughed anxiously and used air quotations around the last word. Darby let out a chuckle as he smirked and nodded his head.

“ Well , yea that’s true. I really am sorry that this happened. Orange has been pushing me to get back out there since my divorce was finalized and he knew that I would never have come if he had told me. Not that you aren’t attractive and seem like a cool person , just like I’m really not one to go out and want to meet new people…” He lowered his gaze back down to his cup and began playing with his ice again.

“ I get you completely on that, like it has nothing to do with you at all personally. I’m just not one to blindly go hang out with people. Tara and I had classes together for a whole semester before I actually spoke back to her when she would try and talk to me.” She couldn’t help but smile a little at the memories of Tara trying and trying to strike up a friendship between the two of them.

“ Seriously I feel you, I trained with Orange for months before we had a conversation outside of training or something relating to wrestling. At Least we have that in common I guess.” he grinned and brought his gaze back up to meet her eyes. She felt her stomach give a little jolt as she smiled back at him. She told herself mentally to calm down. It was just a casual conversation, and his eyes didn’t look more beautiful than they had a few minutes ago. Before things could settle back into silence Jenna decided she wanted to keep the conversation going, though she hadn’t planned on this, nor did she think this would go anywhere, she was starting to have fun.

“ So why do you call Cassidy Orange orange all the time? Like I get it when you wrestle but why outside of the ring? She asked with genuine curiosity.

“ Well for starters it was always something they had us do in training. Getting into the habit so you don’t accidentally call someone by their shoot name, like their real name, in the ring or at an event. So it’s just kinda a habit at this point. But, and I am about to blow your mind here,” He leaned in close and looked around the room dramatically, before leaning in closer and whispering “ His name isn’t Cassidy either!” He covered his mouth like he just let out the biggest bombshell as his eyes smiled at Jenna who just looked at him in stunned silence.

“ Wait, wait, wait! You’re telling me that Cassidy isn’t Cassidy’s name, no fucking way! Even Tara calls him that, and in moments where, first of all I wish I didn’t know this information, but moments where she would definitely be using his real name…” Darby scrunched up his face in confusion and slowly started cackling.

“ You are telling me he has her calling him Cassidy while they’re fucking!? Yooo he will never ever fucking live this down I swear to God” He was basically in hysterics at this point as Jenna just looked at him in confusion over this whole name fiasco.

“ Well what the fuck, so if you guys use your wrestling names all the time I’m assuming Darby isn’t your real name either then is it?”

“No, it’s not but that's all anyone calls me.”

“ Well what is your real name?” Jenna was brimming with curiosity at this point the awkward tension had left the air and it seemed they were both having a decent time. Unfortunately before he could answer her the door swung open and Tara and not so Cassidy walked up to the table.

“ Are you guys just not going to eat?” Cassidy asked, raising one eyebrow up as he glanced over the table. Enjoying the conversation both Jenna and Darby had neglected to notice the waitress had come back and placed everyone's food on the table in front of them.

“ Oh shit I didn’t even notice she had come back over! It’s getting late now and I know Jenna mentioned having to work in the morning, I’m gonna grab some boxes and we can head back to my car if that’s okay with you guys?” He questioned as he looked around the group who all nodded in agreement as the sleepiness of the day was finally catching up to them.

“ Cool, I'll be right back. Oh! Hey Orange by the way, what took so long to find your wallet?” He smirked and looked between the two as Tara blushed and looked at the floor.

“ Shut the fuck up Darby before I kick your pale ass” Cassidy smacked him on the back of the head pushing him towards the counter where the to go boxes where stacked up.

“ Speaking of which, I have a question about that situation I need to ask you about later… Oh sweet Cassidy.” Jenna tried to stifle her laughter but couldn’t and they all looked over at her in confusion, except Darby who started laughing just as hard as he walked away. Before she could be questioned too much Darby was back with boxes and a receipt for his food. They boxed up their meals and headed to the counter. As Jenna went to get her wallet out she felt Darbys hand brush it away. She looked up at him with her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“ You have given me priceless information tonight, the least I could do was buy your dinner. Plus let me use it as a way to make up for our friends throwing us into a whole blind date.” He said in a surprisingly sweet tone. As much as she wanted to ignore the butterflies in her stomach from his touch, she couldn’t. All she could do was smile and accept his kindness, even though he had also been thrown into this, just as much as she had.

They all headed back out to the car and rode in silence as quiet music played in the background. Once they got back to the venue to separate into their respective cars, which just meant Jenna switching to take the passenger seat in Tara's car, Darby ran around and opened her door for her. While they let the love birds say their goodbyes, they said their own. The awkwardness had crept back in, not knowing was this a date? Should she give him a hug, he did get her dinner. Trying to think on her feet she brought back up the topic they left off on in the restaurant.

“ So you never told me, if Darby isn’t your real name what is it?” She questioned him, becoming very conscious of how small the space between them was. She felt herself shiver and tried to convince herself it was just from the cold.

“ I tell you what, this turned out, at least to me, better than I was anticipating. So let me officially ask you on a real date and if we go out again I’ll tell you.” He propositioned confidently, but his body language gave him away. He was shifting his weight back and forth while he twisted his hands around and looked at the ground. Before she could even think about what it would mean to say yes she had already blurted out , a little too enthusiastically, absolutely. Darby smiled at her and nodded his head, unable to really say anything, because he couldn’t believe she had actually said yes. They exchanged numbers and a quick side hug just in time for Cassidy to step out of Taras car. He gave Jenna a quick hug and pointed Darby to the car. The lateness of the night had really hit hard , and as she got into the passenger seat a yawn slipped out. Before Tara could begin her interrogation Jenna felt her phone buzz and quickly pulled it out to see who was texting her this late on a weeknight.

I had a great time meeting you tonight, I’m really excited to take you on an official first date. Sleep good and text me whenever - sam

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