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lancearcherinrippedjeans · 2 years

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A Day at a Time

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Starring - Our wonderful O/C’s, Hangman Page, Daniel Garcia, Eddie Kingston, 2.0 and Max Caster (small appearance from Wheeler Yuta)

Category - Fluff, angst, comedy

Part 1/?

Summary - Kelani Williams and Jasmine Scott. Polar opposites, but best friends. Jasmine faces struggles in her relationship with Daniel Garcia, while Kelani struggles with even being in a relationship at all.

Warnings/Other author’s notes - This includes talks of being scared of sex in relationships. And as always, make sure you follow @adriii-omega !!!

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“This one is a real slobber knocker folks,” Good Ol’ Jr said, as he sat at the announce table talking with his broadcast partners, “You’re right about that Jim. These two women are really going at it.”

Jasmine Scott and Kelani Williams. Now from this angle, it may seem like they hate each other…

“YOU’LL NEVER BE BETTER THAN ME.” Kelani yelled, before delivering a hard slap to Jasmine, getting an echo through the arena. Jasmine held her cheek, beginning to taste blood from the side of her mouth. She rolled out the ring, taunting the fans behind the barricade as they delivered their reactions. She raised a middle finger to them, earning an even louder chorus of boos.

“I hope she trips down the stairs.” Jim insulted. “Get your business done in the ring, Kelani.” He said with an annoyed tone.

As if she could hear him, Kelani turned her attention back to the her opponent only to be hit by Jasmine’s extremely impactful, suicide dive. She held her ribs, trying her best to get the upper hand in this match again.

Jasmine wobbled around a bit, trying to find anything to use for her advantage. She lifted the ring skirt, smirking to the camera, as she pulled out a table. The crowd erupted, as she slid it into the ring, with Kelani right after. Jasmine picked up a half bent kendo stick, targeting Kelani. Her eyes went wide, and she put her hands up in a prayer, “DON’T HIT ME. PLEASE. I’M SORRY. TRUCE? TRUCE? TRUCE—”

Jasmine cracked the side of her arm, sending a shock of pain through her. She screeched, before attempting to get up and only getting another crack in return.

“It must be Jasmine’s birthday, cause she’s hitting Kelani like she’s a piñata.” Excalibur snarked. Tony laughed, “Good one.”

After more shots, Kelani laid in the middle of the ring, welts already beginning to form. Jasmine sat the table up, feeding into the crowd's energy. She quickly laid Kelani on top, before climbing to the top rope, then delivering a beautiful 450° splash.

1…2…3.

Now, if you took off the wrestling gear, and got rid of the bigger than life personas Jasmine and Kelani had…you would know they’ve been inseparable since they met.

Kelani waited until Jasmine got through the curtain, pulling her in for a bone crushing hug. “You. Were. Incredible.” Jasmine whispered over and over, out of breath.

“No, you. Next best thing.” Kelani winced, as she began to feel her adrenaline return back to normal. “You may have cracked every single one of my ribs though…” Jasmine gasped, before stepping back, “I am so sorry.” She took her finger and poked her side with a bit of pressure.

“WHAT THE HELL JASMINE-”

“THAT'S FOR SLAPPING ME!”

“Wasn’t you abolishing me with that kendo stick ENOUGH?” Kelani rubbed her side, “I’m not driving anywhere tonight. Someone else better take the wheel.”

Jasmine laughed at her best friends’ reaction, “I think Ang, or Matt are in charge tonight, so neither of us have to worry about—Oh!”

Daniel Garcia had crept behind the two, pulling Jasmine into a hug from behind. “I could watch you wrestle for hours.” He told her, as she tried her best to turn around. He loosened his grip, before turning her around to deliver a kiss.

Kelani rolled her eyes before looking away. Don’t get her wrong, she loved Garcia and Jasmine to death, and she was nothing, but happy for them, but Kelani Williams did not do relationships.

“Hello! Earth to Kelani!” Garcia snapped his fingers, making her turn her head, “I’m sorry? What?”

“I said, you did great out there, punk” He lightly punched her shoulder. “Thanks, that means a lot coming from you.” She winced.

“You alright Kelani…you zoned out on us.” Jasmine asked worriedly, “Daniel, and I were about to get something to eat…you could come if you like.”

“No, I got to talk to Tony Khan about something… I’ll see you guys after the show.” She gave both of them a tight lip smile, not wanting to make them feel bad. Garcia shrugged, before taking Jasmine’s hand and pulling her through the crowd and out of the room.

Kelani watched as they walked away, hand in hand. She sighed to herself, “I wish I was in a relationship…it sucks that Griff had to ruin them for me.” She looked around the room, trying desperately to find one of her few friends to get away from the awkwardness of being alone. She scanned the room, locking eyes with someone she was definitely not expecting.

Hangman Adam Page. The AEW World champion. Looking at Kelani. She was a bit taken aback, she thought it was cause she had scars from the kendo stick, maybe pity for her awkwardness, but this look was definitely not that.

Hangman smiled, shifting his eyes around, making sure no one was coming, before he pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on, walking slowly towards Kelani.

She panicked, she quickly scanned the room again, before spotting one of her best friends, Wheeler Yuta. “Yuta!” She shouted, speed walking towards him to make her escape.

“Hey, Lani! Great match out there. You ki- OH- we’re walking the other way,” Yuta gasped as she dragged him the opposite direction, away from Hangman.

Adam stopped in his tracks, staring at Kelani as she speed walked away, he arched his brow, “I wonder what her deal is? …Did I have crazy eyes or something?”

He stared at her a second longer, before putting his championship over his shoulder, getting ready for his segment.

******

Daniel, Jasmine and Kelani all walked in a line, Jasmine in the middle, luggage in hand. “I’m sooo glad that Matt and Angelo offered to drive, I could not handle being behind the wheel again.” Kelani said, stopping at the curb, waiting for 2.0 to pull around with the rental.

“Yeah, lord knows you’ll almost kill us again.” Daniel said, rolling his eyes. “Well SOME COUPLE didn’t wanna take turns cause they were cuddling in the backseat!” “OKAY LISTEN HERE KELANI-” Jasmine put a hand on each of their chests, separating them, just in time as 2.0 pulled up in the minivan.

Angelo Parker rolled down the window for the passenger side, “Did someone order a cool dude mobile?” Kelani laughed before walking towards the trunk, “I hate you.”

Matt Menard turned around to look at Kelani from the driver’s seat, “Watch that mouth young lady or you’re grounded!” “Ha! Who’s the trouble sibling now!” Daniel laughed, putting his and Jasmine’s luggage into the trunk. “You do know y’all aren’t actually related right?” Jasmine asked, climbing into the van after Kelani. “Hey,” Angelo pointed a finger at Jasmine, “Kelani is our child cause we said so! Not that NERD Christian Cage, as he claims.” Kelani squinted her eyes, “You guys are NOT gonna be in a custody battle for me!”

Matt Menard pulled off from the curb, to the street and onto the interstate to get to the hotel. Matt and Angelo were singing along, poorly, to the song on the radio, while Jasmine and Kelani scrolled through their social media, Daniel dozing off on Jasmine’s shoulder.

Jasmine let out a cackle to a fan tweet, causing Daniel to shoot up, startled. “Jesus Jasmine! I thought you were bleeding.” Jasmine blushed, “Sorry, this fan on twitter is just hilarious.”

Jasmine frowned, embarrassed that she had woken up her boyfriend. That was the difference between her and Kelani. Jasmine wasn’t shy and was definitely loud. “You’re okay, angel. You just scared me, that’s all,” Daniel reassured Jasmine, putting his arm around her shoulders…but not without accidentally hitting Kelani in the face. “Ow Daniel! Watch where you’re going!” Kelani whined, rubbing her right eye.

Daniel rolled his eyes, “You are so over dramatic! I barely hit you!” “Say that to my soon to be black eye, string bean,” Kelani looked in her iPhone camera at her irritated eye, “Jeez! Cut the PDA out for 5 minutes WE ARE IN THE CAR!”

“Shut up Kelani! You’re just mad that you’ll never be like me and Jasmine! Yo ass stay single! You’re like that one tortoise that could never find a ma-”

“Daniel! Cut it out! Stop making fun of your sister, it’s her choice!” Angelo said, turning around in the passenger seat to yell at his fake son.

Kelani sank into her seat, Daniel was right, she was always single. It wasn’t a choice, she was completely terrified of relationships entirely.

The other four engaged in a conversation after Angelo and Daniel were done going back and forth. Kelani popped in her airpods, she wasn’t confrontational, so she decided to do what she always did, listen to Kendrick Lamar, sleep it off and just…let it go.

They pulled into the hotel, Angelo turned around in his seat to lightly shake Kelani’s knee, who was leaning on the cold window, lightly snoring. “Lani, we’re here. Wake up.” Kelani groaned, putting her airpods back in the case.

They stopped at the curb. “I’m gonna go get a luggage cart, you go park.” Angelo said, hopping out the passenger seat. Matt pulled into a parking lot, the three in the backseat getting out to get their luggage.

Angelo came back with the cart, him and Matt putting all the luggage on it, walking to the entrance of the hotel, Daniel walked ahead with them, while Jasmine and Kelani stayed back.

Jasmine leaned down to whisper in Kelani’s ear, “Do you think I can stay with you tonight?” Kelani kept whispering, “Yeah, what happened to rooming with Daniel? Did something happen?”

“I’ll tell you later.” Jasmine said, getting a nod from Kelani in return. When the girls reached inside, Angelo was handing out the room keys. He handed Kelani her’s when Jasmine kissed Daniel on the cheek, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Daniel looked at her, confused, “I thought you were rooming with me tonight?” Jasmine put on her best fake laugh, “You know I sleep best when Lani is big spoon.”

The girls grabbed their luggage, walking to the elevator, Daniel’s frown implanted into Jasmine’s brain.

After settling in, changing into their pajamas and turning on a movie, Kelani and Jasmine sat on their shared bed.

“Thanks for letting me room with you. I know you didn’t expect it but…” Jasmine pursed her lips, trying to find the words to say. “It’s no problem! We share a bed all the time…can I know why the sudden change? You’ve been rooming with Daniel a lot recently.” Kelani questioned, putting her legs under the covers.

Jasmine took a deep breath, “Daniel wanted to have sex the other night. And I freaked out! It was just kissing and then he touched my thighs, then he started touching-” “Okay okay! Not that I don’t love listening to your problems, but I’d rather not have the image of that.” Kelani said.

Jasmine playfully slapped Kelani’s arm, before continuing, “Well, I was about to find some excuse, when thankfully, Eddie Kingston called me about a prank I pulled on him.”

“So, is that why you’re rooming with me? Cause you don’t want to have sex with him?” Kelani asked, grabbing Jasmine’s hand. “No, that’s not it. I do, but I’m just scared? I just don’t want it to end up like Cash. What if we have sex and things end?”

Kelani sighed, “Jasmine, your feelings are valid. But I’ve seen the way Daniel looks at you, and you should hear how he talks about you when you’re not around. I think if you talk to him, he’ll understand. Don’t let some one night stand with Cash Wheeler think otherwise.”

Jasmine smiled, pulling Kelani into a hug, “Thanks, Lani. I love you so much.”

“I love you too. NOW, am I big spoon?” Jasmine giggled, “Yes, always.”

The Next Morning

Kelani scanned the hotel breakfast bar, none of it really catching her eye this early. She rubbed her eye a bit, before her eyes landed on the fruit. She grabbed an orange, then a bottle of juice from the mini fridge on the counter. She grabbed her phone out of the pocket of her shorts, turning up the music in her airpods.

She looked up at the last second, before running full on into a chest. She looked around the floor, and at the person’s chest, “No food anywhere, cool.”

She looked at the person, just her luck, she had run into Hangman Page. “I- I am sooo sorry! I was just trying to change the volume and I wasn’t looking where I was going.” She stammered. Hangman put his hand up to stop her, “Don’t apologize, things happen.” He smiled, looking down at the floor, before crouching down to grab her phone that she dropped.

Coming back up, the home screen lit up, he read the song name, before looking up at her, “Tyler, The Creator? I love him too! Is Yonkers your favorite song?”

She blushed, before her eyes lit up, “No, actually my favorite song is actually Where This Flower Blooms. Erm- what’s yours?” She spoke lightly, he almost didn’t even wanna speak too loudly, she seemed…fragile.

“I’m actually more of an Igor fan myself, I’d probably go with Running Out of Time.” He laughed, stepping a bit closer to her. “Oh, that’s a good one. Who knew a cowboy liked Tyler, the Creator?” Kelani laughed, her teeth biting her bottom lip.

“Yeah. I think it was actually one of your stories from like…a year ago that made me wanna listen to him. You’ve got good taste!” He commented, smiling. She opened her mouth to say another thing, when she was interrupted by her daily nuisance.

“WHAT is so important that you’re stopping me from eating the most important meal of the day?!” Max Caster groaned, “You guys can get nasty somewhere else, I’m tryna put some syrup on my damn waffles!” He annoyingly cut in between them, stepping on Kelani’s slipper. She pulled her foot back, “Ouch, you didn’t have to-”

“SKEDADDLE, WILLIAMS.” He spat close to her face, laughing as she flinched slightly. He tried to walk past them, before Hangman stuck his hand out, almost making him drop his plate. “You got some nerve talking to her like that, in front of me.” He bit the inside of his mouth, “Plus, we were having an EXTREMELY important discussion, that you just interrupted. Which means, we must have a problem.”

Max stood in terror, as Hangman grabbed the collar of his shirt. “The waffles here aren’t even that good.” Caster swallowed his fear, looking back at Kelani, “I’m so sorry-”

“Don’t look at her. Get outta here!” He pushed him back, as he clutched his plate, and scurried out of the line. He sighed, before beginning to speak again, “As I was saying…you’re really-” He stopped mid sentence, realizing she wasn’t there anymore, making him wonder if she was even real anymore.

“EDDIE. EDDIE. EDDIE.” Jasmine poked at her close friend, “Why aren’t you looking at me!”

“Damn girl, what the fuck do you want!” Kingston said with a mouthful. She grinned, “Look what I can do!” She stood back, making sure there was enough room around her, and perfected a cart wheel.

Eddie looked back at her with disapointment. “Is…that all Jasmine?” He cracked his neck to the side, and stabbed his plate with the fork. She looked at him with innocent eyes, “Yes. I have been practicing for a couple weeks.” He creepily smiled at her response, “That’s great sweetie! I know somewhere else you can practice at!” He clapped his hands together, “In the middle of New York traffic, you damn pesty mosquito. SHOO before I shove my timberland boot up your ass.”

Jasmine gasped, trying her best to hide her laughter, “You sir, need a loved one..”

“I heard, your mom was interested in me…”

“GOODBYE EDWARD.” Jasmine groaned, beginning to leave, before quickly snatching a piece of bacon off his plate. “GOD DAMN IT SCOTT-”

She chuckled, as she ran out the room stopping seeing Kelani walking back into it.

******

Garcia walked in after Jasmine. She sprawled herself on his bed, “I could lay here forever.” She mumbled. Daniel laughed before taking a seat at the edge. “It was kind of weird not sharing a bed with you. I usually have the blanket pulled off me a couple times a night and—”

She shot her head back up, “Daniel…” He held his hands up to stop her, “Did I do something wrong last night? I didn’t mean to make you upset, or angry with me.” It was her turn to cut him off, as she put her hands on his shoulders. “Babe, no! You did nothing wrong. It’s just…nevermind, it’s dumb.” Her voice trailed, making Garcia’s brows furrow with worry. “No. Tell me.”

She began to pick at her nails, “I just,” she began to look around, avoiding his glare, “I didn’t want to sleep with you.” Her face cringed at her words. Daniel stared at her with no expression, “…Do I smell— wait a minute if you don’t wanna sleep with me, then WHO are you trying to fuck!?” Daniel furiously stood, making Jasmine’s eyes widened. “NO ONE! THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEAN.” She began to nervously laugh, “The last night we were together…you started touching me, and I thought you wanted to do more. I got nervous, and freaked out…I’m not ready right now.”

Daniel let out a breath, “Oh baby… why didn’t you just say so? I feel so stupid. I am so sorry,” He pulled her in for a hug, and began to rub circles on her back, “Thank you for letting me know.” A couple tears ran down her cheek, “You’re not gonna leave me?” She sobbed. A small laugh left him, “Of course not Jasmine,” He wiped her face with his thumb, “You’re too pretty to let go. I’ll wait for you.” He kissed her forehead, and grabbed both of her hands, “We’ll go slow. Just tell me if it’s too much.” Daniel kissed her hand, as she slowly nodded. Her shoulders untensed, and her breathing went back to normal as they both laid back in the bed, and let sleep take over them together.

“No way, Flower Boy is his best album.” Kelani said, taking a sip from the now warm bottle of apple juice. “C’mon, Igor was legendary.” Hangman argued, widening his eyes at her surprising statement.

“I think Wolf is better than Igor.” Kelani commented, pursing her lips as the champion looked at her, wide-eyed. “You better watch it, Williams. Stuff like that can get you hurt.” Adam joked, putting on a “scary face”.

Kelani fake gasped, “Shiver me timbers! So terrifying!”

Hangman couldn’t keep up the act, when he started laughing. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love Igor, but I just think that…” Kelani’s voice faded as he let his mind wander. “She’s really pretty…I wonder why she ran away last night. Is she that shy?” He let his eyes look at her lips, as she looked around the room during her rant. “Why have I never talked to her before? I could talk, hell, even look at her for hours.”

He was so glad Kelani came back after the Caster incident. He knew she was shy…but not that shy. She apologized for running away, looking at her feet the whole time when she did so. “I wonder why she apologizes a lot…she does seem really cool though.”

His moment in space was broken as she turned his attention back to him, “I don’t know. Maybe I’m just biased.” Kelani said, shrugging her shoulders.

Hangman thought for a second, before deciding, “Yeah, biased. But, I wanted to ask…you’re really, really cool. I was wondering, could we exchange numbers and hangout sometime? Maybe go in depth on Tyler again?”

Kelani’s heart dropped, “Fuck. Fuck no. This cannot be happening. Don’t give him your number. Don’t give him a chance. You will get hurt…but his eyes. They’re so pretty…and his curls in that ponytail…damn. NO! Stop it! You will NOT-” “Are you okay?” Hangman interrupted her thoughts, worried look on his face.

“Uh, I actually can’t give you my number…my phone…it um, won’t let me add new contacts, follow people, anything like that. Which, look at the time! I gotta go get my run in! All those carbs this morning!” She rambled, getting up from the table, not without running into a chair.

“But, all you had was an orange and juice..?” Adam questioned, actually hurt that Kelani was suddenly acting strange. “Oh, well, it never hurts to run! Bye!” Kelani sprinted out of the hotel, hoping maybe she could run a block or two and back, and he would be gone.

Hangman watched and she ran, in slippers, stumbling halfway through. He frowned, he hoped he didn’t upset her too much. Hangman stood from the table they sat at, making his way to the elevator, he passed the table where Private Party sat, drinking their not so discreet vodka cranberries.

“Nice job HANGMAN PUSSYPANTS PAGE! You fumbled the bag with Kelani! Now you’re an even bigger L.” Isiah said, smacking his lips, drinking his drink with his pinky up.

Hangman rolled his eyes, going to the elevator, he stared at the front door, which was right across from it. Kelani was already back from her run, or sprint. He looked at her with confused, and sad eyes. She ran to try and catch the elevator, but it shut before she got the chance.

Hangman sighed, letting his back hit the elevator wall, “Fuck. She’s going to be the death of me.”

thanks for reading our new story, A Day at a Time! Part 2 coming soon!

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daddyhausen · 1 year

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shooting my shot with this request, but would you be interested to write some Trent Beretta/reader post-match with OC angry/sad smutty headcanons?

• angry/angst sex headcannons — trent beretta •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { trent beretta masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } rough sex, angry sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, male orgasm, biting,, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie

{ word count } — 418

{ pairing } — fem!reader x trent beretta

{ genre } — smut

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trent was fuming

more than normal after loosing a match

you had found him pacing back and forth in the now empty locker room

everyone had cleared out after hearing him throw a fit

“babe, calm down, it was only a match”

you tried to reason with him

although the sound of your voice was music to his ears, your words seemed to stab him in the chest like a dull blade

“only a match?” he reiterated, eyed widened in faux shock

“no offence to orange but i clearly had that match won”

he tired to calm himself, although the memory of losing to his best friend only pained him more

“i was so fucking close, i could taste it!”

his nails dug into the arm rest of the couch

a sensation that would make your skin crawl with uneasiness

“hey…sit down”

you grabbed him lightly by the shoulder, guiding him to the couch

practically forcing him to sit, keeping him there by straddling his lap, arms wrapped around his neck

“you did the best you could-”

“seems like my best is not good enough” he grumbled, cutting you off

“don’t say that!” you slapped his chest lightly

“i’m still proud of you, though”

his gaze softened slightly, as an exasperated sigh left his lips.

he turned to you, pressing a small kiss the the inside of your forearm

“how about i help take your mind off it, hmm?”

he cocked an eyebrow questioningly, before quickly getting the hin

settling back into the couch

“well…what are you waiting for?”

you quickly stripped your lower half

prying your shorts and panties down your thighs

kicking them off beside the couch

trent was more haphazard with with movements

simply freeing his cock from his ring gear

you wasted no time straddling him again

lifting your hips up slightly, slowly sinking down on his cock

trent, ever the impatient man, grabbed your hips, holding you still as he slammed up into you

using you as his very own personal fleshlight

“god, baby. you feel so fucking good” he barely managed to croak out through a moan

you gave a soft hum in resposnse, teeth baring themselves into his shoulder as his speed increased

“fuck…i’m cumming, baby”

his hands wrapped around your waist, clinging to your frame as he filled you up

he sighed in relief, feeling his cock thrum against your tight walls

“why don’t we go back to the hotel? i gotta give my girl an orgasm in return”

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blueberryomega · 4 months

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VICIOUS (The Series) Part 2

Pairing: Female and male OC (Male OC was my husband's idea) x AEW Superstars

Summary: Audrey Nolan, an almost 23-year-old woman, comes to AEW with the simple fact of fulfilling her dream of being a wrestler, inspired by Chyna, her favorite wrestler. But as time goes by, she feels her dream destroyed by people who judge her because of her gender.

Warning: strong language, may contain sex.

Audience: 18+ [minors do not interact]

I don't own any gifs, photos or brands posted here. This is just a fanfiction! Don't like it? Go away and don't read it. That's it.

The night fell, Audrey did what she could to strengthen herself. Listening to "Limbo" by Daddy Yankee inspired her all night. She was thinking about Eddie all day, he was one of her several favorite wrestlers and she saw him as a dad figure. She still couldn't believe that that happened on that day, of all the bad things she faced before she could marry Jay. Someone started knocking on the door, it was Scarlett. She came as if she were a boxing coach.

"Good evening Audrey." She said.

"Hey, you look like a boxing coach." Audrey reacted. "What for?"

"To train you. I had a conversation with Jay and he told me that you don't jump rope or do any flips. I thought you were more or less a Rey Mysterio... I don't know, a Jeff Hardy... more or less like that."

"Scar, I'm not crazy enough to do all that shit. I wanted to be more or less half taekwondo and half boxing. I don't know... but not to be a high flyer. Forget about that, gurl."

"My biggest goal was for you to do at least some fucking clotheslines at least..."

"Well, I can do clotheslines. But forget about making Swantons."

Scarlett and Audrey went to a separate ring to start training.

"Great." Scarlett smiled. "Kenny, come here."

Audrey smiled, watching Kenny enter. He noticed that he was in recovery, but at the same time he wanted to see the Nolans' talent.

"Hello Audrey." He greeted her, making her feel nervous. "Hey, don't be like that. I'm not going to do anything to you."

She gave a sigh. "Hello... Kenny."

Scarlett smiled. "The only reason he came is to see what you learned during your training. Now try giving a kick."

Audrey raised her leg to try a kick, having a memory in her mind. "Addy.. are you okay?"

"I think...did I do it right?"

Kenny smiled. "You did pretty well, although you need to practice a little more."

"Let's see Audrey, how long have you not practiced?"

"Since...since I was in my third year of high school. I haven't practiced in a long time."

Kenny looked at Scarlett. "Go train her, she needs a little more efficiency."

Audrey started to feel bad. "I think so..."

"Hey, you're doing it well, but you need to get back that same energy you had when you did your first practice. That way you'll come out cool and give that fucker Claudio a hard time."

Kenny stood up gently, leaving the entire area. Audrey felt embarrassed by what The One Winged Angel did to her wrestling moves.

"It's better to stay as manager." She thought to herself and left.

Meanwhile with the BCC...

Claudio was sitting on a couch, upset along with Wheeler Yuta, Jon Moxley, and Bryan Danielson.

"Do you know what started bothering me about that tomboy Audrey? That she starts defending that shitty Eddie. I'm sick of it."

Jon rolled his eyes. "Here we go again."

"What's up? You got a problem?"

"Dude, everything about Eddie pisses you off, even the new girl pisses you off."

"More like the male pisses me off."

Wheeler crossed his arms. "Wasn't she the tomboy?"

Claudio roared. "IT'S THE SAME SHIT YOU BITCH, SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!"

"That's enough Claudio." Mox commanded. "If you don't want any trouble with Eddie, don't mess with the tomboy. Listen to me. Use your head to think instead of shining a light on it."

Claudio took a breath. "If that will prevent me from seeing the male, then fine. But the problem is with her, not with Kingston."

"You seriously are an idiot... you know what? Do whatever you want, but remember that I told you so. Don't come crawling then."

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Audrey was sitting in a chair backstage, looking at a photo of her husband and her at their wedding. A happy tear was shed, making him hug the photo.

"AUDREY!" Jay ran towards her. "Hey baby girl. How was today?"

Audrey looked at her husband. "Good... all good." .

"Hey... Scarlett told me that you need to do a little more training, since your 'twin' evaluated you."

"Honey, I don't know if I can do it."

"Why's that?"

"It's just... I don't feel capable of doing such a thing."

"Baby, of course you can. It takes as long as it takes, but that's okay. At least you'll be my manager until you're completely ready." Jay put his hands on Audrey's shoulders. "I love you Drey, you are everything to me... you are my entire life, and the first thing I told you before we got married would be to make your dreams come true and do everything... to see you happy."

"My love." She smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Jay winked. "Let's go to the locker." He whispered, scooping his wife into his arms and kissing her passionately.

Both went to the locker room, Jay placed Audrey's body in the couch, locking the door completely and running to kiss her, then starting to take off her clothes.

"Damn baby..." Jay smirked, as his voice deepened. "I started to miss those big juicy tits... that fat pussy... and those clapping cheeks. Gosh mami."

"You like how it is now papi?" Audrey looked at him.

"Of course, I've always like that hot body of yours. It..." Jay removed all of his clothes, placing himself on top of his wife and holding his hands on the couch. "It drives me crazy how big you get every fucking day baby girl. Fuck... I want you."

Both laughed, kissing like they were devouring themselves, as Jay started squeezing Audrey's boobs. Audrey started letting out a moan while letting herself get dominant by her husband. Jay's hands ran towards her neck, squeezing it lightly and seeing how her eyes grew big.

"Papi.." Audrey moaned, about to yell. Jay's free hand ran right towards her pussy, starting to rub her clit fast, making her moan harder.

"Fuck mami, you're so fucking wet.. wet, sexy, and all juicy just for papi."

He stopped for a minute, getting up and jerking off his cock, right before putting it in Audrey's pussy. She let out a gasp, feeling him deeper inside of her.

Jay started fucking her, squeezing her neck softly as he does. Audrey's moans where about to turn into screams.

"Jay!!" She screamed, rolling her eyes and burying her back on the couch.

He chuckled, leaning down on her ear. "Now everybody in this roaster knows who own you.. you're such a great girl."

Jay's deepened voice turned Audrey on, making her jiggle her boobs while she was getting fucked.

"Mami..." Jay took a breath. "Mami.. I'm close... i'm close to make a fucking mess in you."

"Cum in me papi." Audrey begged. "Cum in me..."

Jay's pace went faster, as Audrey's screams were louder. Then he came deep inside of her, removing his cook and shooting cum all over his wife's boobs.

Jay's body collapsed, and same did Audrey's. Both laughed and kissed, as they put on a blanket and both of them felt asleep.

TO BE CONTINUED...

#aew #nolan couple #eddie kingston #claudio castagnoli #kenny omega #brandon cutler #jon moxley #wheeler yuta #aew fanfiction #eddie kingston fanfiction #claudio castagnoli fanfiction #kenny omega fanfiction #brandon cutler fanfiction #jon moxley fanfiction #wheeler yuta fanfiction

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the--blackdahlia · 10 months

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One time at Denny's (ELP x OC)

Title: One Time at Denny's

Summary: A Hungover ELP Meets Someone

Warnings: Minor language, fluff

Notes: For @pepper-ika

Why is this fuckin’ Denny’s so loud? El Phantasmo asked himself as he held his throbbing head. He might have been out a little too late the night before with some of the NJPW Strong guys. He was back in the States for this event, which was fine. Except now he was hungover and trying to sober up before Eddie Kingston kicked his ass. He had a Grand Slam and a cup of coffee, just trying to work this hangover through his system.

That’s when he looked up and, from behind his dark sunglasses, he saw her. She was sitting at a table by herself, reading something on her phone as she ate her food. A burger for breakfast. Well, it was almost 11, and it was Denny’s after all. All Elp could do was stare at her.

Until she looked up at him and he felt his cheeks turn as red as his chest after Ishii finished with him.

“Can I help you?” She asked. Elp got up and walked towards her, sitting across from her. “Hi?”

“Oh, hey.” He gave her a little smile. “What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?”

“Trying to eat.” She stated matter of factly.

“Oh. Same. I’m Elp.”

“What does Elp stand for?” She asked. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, making her roll her eyes. “Really?”

“Well, it actually stands for El Phantasmo.” He laughed. “But you can call me whatever you like.”

“Well, I’m Ida, and I sure as hell am not calling you what you whispered in my ear.” She messed around with her purse for a second and laid a napkin on the table. “Plus, I doubt it’s even that big.” She winked before she took her things and went to go pay.

“Damn, she’s mean,” Elp laughed to himself. “I think I like her.” He went to stand up when he noticed the napkin.

ELP

Call me sometime so I can see if the nickname stands.

555-237-6087

Ida <3

“I think I might be in love.” Elp took the napkin and went back to his Grand Slam, the headache gone. He had found the perfect hangover cure. Now he just had to call her.

#el phantasmo #elp #njpw #original character #fanfiction

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himbos-hotline · 9 months

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I’ve probably asked before but favorite wrestling ship(s) & favorite wrestling fic(s) that you’ve written or you’ve read

Hangkenny

hangmatt

hangnick

The polycule

the elite polycule

goldens lovers

chuck and trent

chuck trent and orange

i have a weird love hate relatiosnhip with cmjf [its one of the first wresling ships ive shipped, I forfollow some real talented wpeople who write it, punk makes me wanna punch through a wall and in the worse way possible]

briit baker and jamie hayer

zowens

brit and cole [litearlly melt into a small pile of "im aroace but i want what they have]

the sheild was the first polycule i ever shipped

HOOKHAUSEN MY BELOVED

ive read offically one jungleboy/darby fic and its in my brain rent free

william regal/excalibur

RJ City/Clauido [my big sibling and I made that one]

jon moxley and eddie kingston

hungbucks

cash and dax

I think, if I find a fic with the right vibe, ill ship basically anything...I also have a real softspot of like, OC x canon ships.... *stares at the mass of my OCS*

As for fics, there sooooo many of other peoples. Like theres some that fundermentally changed my brain chestry with certain lines. Ill get it down to my top like, 3

@miserablecreachur 's There's a fire in you that gets me all upset/And I'll bring up the past while you try to touch my leg

Literally, its a fic my big sibling and I talk about CONSTANTLY and the fucking line "It was when he had the chair raised that he caught the blue in Cole’s eyes. Blue like Kenny’s eyes. And all of a sudden he couldn’t, not anymore. Even though he should, and he knew he should. He couldn’t defeat Kenny by becoming Kenny. That was all. That it was it." fucking chews me up inside, its litearlly a fucking

anything by @old-no7 theres something about the write he writes that just grips me in and makes the stories live imn my head rent free. the imagery and the way they write is so cool and tbh their writing really is the way im getting my words back, because I read their fics and my brain just vibrates with pictures that I have to find my own words for....they got me into shipping the elite polycule and are one of the biggest reasons why I continued my hungbucks story [which I will pick up on when I remember where the story was going]

Cinderella stories never happen to whores by dojadoja on AO3 [if theyre on tumblr pls tag them in this!!] I burned through the entire fic while waiting in the bank and never wanted to tear a fic up between my teeth more or just hold it between my hands and just...I want to be violent against this fic for hte amount of emotions it like, gave me..its such a good read!!!

For fics I myself have written...

Uhh, again top three because I dont wanna make this ask longer than what it should be.

An open hand [for your other man]. I love the softness between kenny and the bucks versus the roughness between hangy and adam, literally makes me wanna cry if I think about Kenny is soft with everyone apart from hangman

I find myself alone at night [Unless I'm having sex] somehow I managed to make a soft fic prompt into something heartbreaking. this fic has artwork connected to it

theres a lot more fanfics that I LOVE and ones that im proud off but for now, theyre the only two I can think off. the

#mouse has pals #racer [not newsies]

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void-detective · 3 days

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Welcome 🌙

Hello! Welcome to my blog ヾ⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠*⁠)⁠ﾉ I decided to create a more in depth post going over things such as commissions (which are set up!) and my rules for requesting fanfics!

Some basic information including DNI can be found on my carrd! I use bunny writes tags for my writing!

If you'd like some examples of my work outside of Tumblr for reference, you can check out my AO3

All dividers made by cafekitsune! 📌

I have the right to deny request or commissions on the basis of personal reasons or because they make me uncomfortable.

Do not request anything that can be seen as non con, I will not right that!

Please be patient!! Depending on the situation and my understanding of a character it may take longer to write

I separate characters from the person who plays them (i.e wrestlers)

I will take requests from the same person more then once! But do not spam requests!

I will write wrestler x wrestler!

I mostly write one-shots out of habit

I currently only do male wrestlers (sorry Rhea fans 💔)

I don't do oc x wrestler fics

I will do 18+ fics! No

DM me on Tumblr or send an ask if you have a request!

There are certain wrestlers like Dominick I don't write for personal reasons 📌

🌙 will be used with the DM or ask to prove you read my rules!

Currently requests are open!!

[0/3] slots are open! I will keep updates tabs on my username above

Currently my requests are limited

WWE

AEW

I now have a cash app! You can send to rushingbunnies on cash app

My requests are $5 a piece for each so every time you request I will cost you about $5. If you want longer stories like a chapter related fic it will be up to $10.

LA Knight

The Miz

FTR

Gunther

Chris Jericho

AJ Styles

Eddie Kingston

Jon Moxely

Baron Corbin (past version)

Cm Punk

Samoa Joe

Drew McIntyre

Pete Dunne

These aren't the only options but these are the ones I can think of off the top of my head

Gunther x reader fics

Impending Doom

Still my Champion

Part three being planned (?)

#pinned post #blog intro #pinned intro #pinned info #about my blog #jay speaks

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myymxlodyy · 9 months

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Love from the other side

(Konosuke Takeshita x oc)

“Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand”

-In which “the prodigy.” Jacy brooks comes to aew after a very successful career in impact wrestling. She immediately gets herself tangled in the bcc vs elite feud.

She meets konosuke Takeshita a fellow up and coming wrestler who also found himself tangled in the feud. After a brutal attack she finds herself in the trainers room with konosuke. They started bonding over jacy love of fallout boy. Will they manage to fall in love with all the chaos going on.

Characters:

“The prodigy.” Jacy brooks portrayed by Tatum paxley

Konosuke Takeshita

Kenny omega

The young bucks (Matt and nick Jackson)

“Hangman” Adam page

Eddie Kingston

Jon moxley

Bryan Danielson

Wheeler yuta

Claudio castagnoli

-the rest of the aew roster as themselves

A/n: hey everyone!! This is my first major story so feedback is welcomed. I love fallout boy so I wanted to base this book on the songs love from the other side fake out and heaven Iowa. I’m not following a timeline of the feud. I’ll try to put most things that happened in the feud in this book plus adding some of my own stuff. I hope you enjoy this book :)

#aew fanfiction #aew #oc story #wrestling #wrestling fanfiction #love from the other side Series #konosuke takeshita

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nightsidewrestling · 4 months

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D.U.D.E Part 23 - Family Portrait (Set in 2021)

Note: This is set in a universe where Intergender matches can happen.

Chapter 1: here. Chapter 22: here.

Tags: @piratewithvigor @tantamount-treason @thedollmaker16 @janetreader

Around 2000 words. 18+ in places (18+ will be marked Mature). Please inform me if you ish to be tagged/untagged. If text is in italics and orange it's Kirby's inner thoughts. If the text is coloured but not in italics, it's either dialogue or a P.O.V change.

The Main 8: Damo - Bio. Vi - Bio. Billie - Bio. Geia - Bio. Kirby - Bio. Honey - Bio. Eli - Bio. Sara - Bio.

Updated Bios: Damo - Bio. Vi - Bio. Billie - Bio. Geia - Bio. Kirby - Bio. Honey - Bio. Eli - Bio. Sara - Bio. Eddie - Bio.

Kirby's P.O.V:

Her uncle Bran had taken them to a booked out office building, there to greet them is the rest of Kirby's uncles, and aunts and their kids, Kirby's cousins, without their spouses or children.

Kirby's uncles and aunts are at different tables, surrounded by their kids, Kirby takes a moment to take in the sight of her whole family seemingly on the same page. Naoise and the other Cyhyraeths, Rhodri and the other Ogres, Uinseann and the other Clurichauns, Yorath and the other Hunters, Bran and the other Fomorians, Delwyn and the other Mountains, Fergus and the other Dullahans, and the other two Dragons, her mother and father.

Eddie raises an eyebrow as he looks up from the pram, "Okay, who is everyone?"

"Right," Kirby points to each member of the family as she lists off the names, "Naoise and Talulla, the eldest of my Uncles and his wife, their kids, Maeve, Deirdre, Jarlath, Patrick, Bridget, Rosaleen and Lochlainn. Rhodri and Grania, second eldest, their kids, Fionn, Aisling, Caoimhe, Uilliam, Ivor and Eithne. Uinseann and Odharnait, third eldest, their kids, Sean, Wyn, Haf and Tydfil."

"Remember to breathe, Doll." He whispers.

Kirby chuckles and smiles softly, taking a deep breath before continuing, "Yorath and Deryn, fourth eldest, their kids, Vaughan , Neifion, Olwen, Gwen. You've already met Bran… Delwyn-"

"He looks like a Rottweiler." Eddie murmurs, covering his mouth with his left hand, the light glinting off his silver wedding ring.

"I know right," Kirby beams, "Anyway, his wife, Rhosyn, their daughter Llinos, and their son Roderick. Finally, my uncle Fergus, aunt Aoife and their son Flann… and you've already met my parents."

"Big family. I'll try and keep track of who's who." He notes, scratching his beard.

"This is without my cousins' spouses or kids, or their spouses and kids… oh wait no, there's Conan, Maeve has at least brought one of her kids."

Conan, a tall, broad-shouldered and muscular young man, orange hair with brown roots and blue eyes peek out from under an orange hoodie, when he turns his back to them, Eddie gets a clear view of the C.R.C logo on the back, the same symbol as some of Kirby's fancier shirts.

"He's ya cousin's son, he looks as old as you." Eddie raises an eyebrow.

"He is, actually he's a year older than me, and has two more kids than we do." She murmurs.

One of Kirby's cousins passes by Eddie closely, Kirby barely just notices a quick movement of their hands.

"Vaughan, give Eddie his wallet back or else." Kirby growls.

"Oh shit, sorry, here." Vaughan holds Eddie's wallet out to him.

"With all the money that was in there." She glares.

"There wasn't any… ugh, fine…" Vaughan sighs, replacing the money in Eddie's wallet.

"Notice anythin' missin', my soldier." She whispers, kissing Eddie gently.

The colour drains from Vaughan's face as he realises he's just stolen from Kirby's husband. He empties his pockets of everything, he's managed to steal from Eddie within a minute, it takes about three minutes for Vaughan to finally finish emptying his pockets.

"Please don't tell my wife." Vaughan requests.

"I don't have to tell her, she just watched you empty your pockets." Kirby grins, draping herself over Eddie's shoulders from behind.

Vaughan's face drops, looking over to see his wife, very annoyed at him, he goes running over in an attempt to calm her.

"He stole everythin' but my clothes… He's experienced at that?"

"Yep. He's spent two years in Prescoed for theft."

"Two years? Your cousin has spent time, in prison, for theft?"

"Never said any of them were saints." She murmurs, kissing him gently.

"Nah, ya saved that praise for my mother." Eddie smirks.

"That's because Ruthie is a saint, Saint Ruth, patron saint of New York."

Eddie chuckles, getting a seat at the table with Kirby's folks.

"Kirby, see Ivor, I told you she'd be here."

"Fionn," Kirby perks up as she looks over at the two heaviest-set of her cousins, "Come here, meet Eddie."

Fionn and his younger, though heavier-set, brother, Ivor walk over to Kirby and Eddie.

"Fionn Rhydderch, this is my brother, Ivor. We're responsible for Kirby loving food, and we made her experiment with food."

"Yeah, we also were the first people to get drunk." Ivor chimes in.

"Oh, so you two are why my wife likes kebabs so much?" Eddie asks as he shakes hands with Fionn and Ivor.

"Do you two remember, March fifth two-thousand-ten?"

"Yeah," Fionn nods, "Sharin' six extra-large pizzas, nine burgers, and three buckets of KFC. We each had two of those one litre bottles of soda and a tub of ice cream."

"Man, that was fun, especially the burping contest at that night's show. On commentary as well. Marciano hated us doin' that." Ivor giggles.

Eddie's jaw drops slightly at the mental image of Kirby, aged just nineteen, with Fionn and Ivor, all eating that much food in one sitting.

"Da, I'm gonna go get myself a coffee, you guys want anythin'?" Kirby asks as she stands next to her husband.

"Can you pick me up a pack of menthols and a Red Bull, Ma?"

Kirby nods, making a note on her phone, listening to her parents' requests, grabbing her wallet from her purse and going to the shop next door, a roughly five to ten minute long trip.

She jokingly sends Eddie a text of 'If I'm not back in 20, call the cops'.

It should have been under ten minutes, should have been less than an hour. Should have been.

Then again, she wasn't planning on being knocked out.

Nor was she planning on waking up, in what looks like, a dungeon or a creepy basement from a horror movie.

Oww, fuck, my head's killin' me.

She looks around the room a little, no signs of life.

She goes to speak, but her mouth has been wrapped in duct-tape, all that she says is too muffled to decipher.

She goes to move, quickly realising that she's tired tightly to a chair, or rather a stool with a metal pole behind it connected to both the ceiling and floor.

Where the fuck am I?

She puts her head down to pray, almost giving herself whiplash when she hears laughter.

What is this? Some sort of sick joke from one of Eddie's friends? No, Homicide, Moxley, Marciano, not even Penta laughs like that, and it's for sure not Eddie, to deep, to bassy… Mike?

Kirby's eyes widen, to an almost unnatural degree.

Eddie was right, Mike's helping Damien… I let him into my home, I let him around my children… MY SONS! EDDIE!

Kirby's heart pounds in her chest, like a bird attempting to flee a tightly locked cage.

I gotta get to my sons, I need to find a way back to Eddie. Fuck you Mike, I trusted you, I spent so many years trusting you. Only for this?! For my best friend to betray me?!

She feels someone grab her chin and force her to look at them, Vi, smiling devilishly.

"Rise and shine, cupcake." She whispers.

"Hey big girl, what, you're angry at us for kidnapping the mama bear away from her cubs?" Ashkii chuckles, a glimmer of gold in his smile.

"Or," Yoshi's voice echoes as she gets closer, heels clicking against steel steps, "Perhaps she's mad at us for taking her away from the American boy?"

"You like American dick, I got one right here for ya." Ash laughs, thrusting his crotch towards her face, doing the DX crotch chop as he does so.

Mike's laughter in the background is joined by Damien's.

"That's enough taunting her, I think it's time for our proposal." Damien dismisses Ash, Vi and Yoshi.

Kirby watches them walk away, her attention snapping to Damien when he rips the tape off her mouth. Ouch, motherfucker, why'd you have to be such an asshole?! Damien chuckles when he sees the fury in her eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt, beast?"

"What do you want, Damien?"

"I want the band back together. Think of it, my child, The Native Pride Regime, on tour, all over America."

"I have children, Damien, I can't be away from my sons like this." She glares at him, feeling Mike's hand on the back of her neck.

"If you agree to this plan, I'll keep you alive." He offers.

"Fine, I'll be a puppet on a string for you, but only if I can see my sons." She bargains.

"Deal… oh, and I won't be so nice if you refuse my orders this time around." He chuckles, leaving Kirby with Mike.

Mike forcibly kisses her, she tries to get away but he holds onto her neck, shoving her tongue in her mouth and filming in, pulling away and whispering to her, "I'll show ya husband, ya moved on from him fine."

The beating soon begin again, any time she moves even a finger out of time or out of the line.

Soon ending up underweight and an alcoholic again, drinking to numb her pain and too afraid to pray, no longer having her phone or wallet.

Her belongings, other than her clothes, all end up in Damien's possession within a week.

Her bra and panties end up in Mike's lecherous and lewd hands, every night she's handcuffed to his bedpost, forced to sleep next to him. He had taken to filming himself making out with her and sending it to Eddie, getting a sick joy from when she cries during the videos. She had been forced to see him naked, in his sleep, every night for nearly a month.

A month of her sons developing into humans, ripped from her like it was nothing.

They had been ghosting AEW for the entire month, following them via the independent circuit and actually playing music at bars and clubs. Kirby was certain someone got a glimpse of her in Ohio, and knew that Jon had been trying to call her when they reached New Jersey. Sara had dragged two of the other girls, on the roster, away from walking in Kirby's direction in Cincinnati, and then at the next show, the wrathful idiot had also gotten rid of Moxley, when he tried to approach Kirby whilst face-timing Eddie at that event.

New York, the place Eddie and her had called home, September 29th, Rochester, not quite home, home is Yonkers.

She was back to being the scared girl she was upon first meeting Eddie.

When Eddie caught a glimpse of her backstage, she ran, not towards him but away. Shit, fuck, Damien will rip me limb from limb, nope! Not today!

Her fear overwhelmed her like the ocean to the Titanic in its last moments, dragging her into the depths of her own mind, suffocating any hope she had left that he still loved her.

She could hear footsteps running after her, as she ran through the parking lot, the sound following her until she reached an alleyway and hid, her body trembling, behind a dumpster with no way out if whoever, or whatever, caught her there.

She covers her mouth to quiet the sounds of her breathing. Shit, they followed me down here. Her mind races as she races as she listens to the footsteps get closer. That doesn't sound like any of the Lucifarians, or the Hounds, or the band members of the Native Pride Regime. I can't identify them, Fuck! The sound gets closer, accompanied by heavy breathing, whoever this is, is out of breath, they're badly out of breath, and sniffing or snivelling, clearly emotional either way.

"I can tell ya here, let's just talk about this." Kirby can only tell the voice is a man, possibly Santana, Ortiz or… God forbid, Kingston. Damien's beaten me so badly, I can't even tell if that's Kingy.

She slowly stands up, mentally thanking the late night hour for making everything so dark, I might actually have a chance at sneaking away… if I knew Rochester as well as I have grown to know the disgusting taste of Mike's tongue.

A passing police car lights up her figure for a moment in blue light, allowing the person to see her pale frame.

#eddie kingston fanfiction #eddie kingston x oc #aew fanfiction #aew oc #aew fic #wrestling fic #wrestling oc #D.U.D.E #Daughters Under Darkness Elite #Kirby Gluttony Lucifarian #Kirby Rhydderch #Eddie Kingston x Kirby Lucifarian #Eddie Moore x Kirby Rhydderch #wrestling fanfiction

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regalityandcoffee · 2 years

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I'm also on wattpad! My usmername is coffeeandregret!

Note: I try to keep descriptions as vague as possible in my fics so anyone of any race can read them! Unless specified Reader usually uses she/her pronouns

𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽, 𝓢𝓮𝓵𝓯-𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓡𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓞𝓱 𝓜𝔂!

A big list of video links

Directory of my OCs

Nxt History lesson: Who Attacked Aleister Black?

Nxt History Lesson: The Legacy of NXT GM William Regal

A Long Rambling About The Nexus Invasion

Why Bryan Danielson Deserves Better

♡Jade Prescott AU Masterlist♡(cause she's my favorite OC so I'm giving her her own section)

I dont take request, it's stresses me out. Again,I try to keep descriptions as vague as possible in my fics so anyone of any race can read them! But kewp in mind this blog is ran by a black women so if a reader is written with poc traits in mind then oh well lmao. Unless specified Reader usually uses she/her pronouns.

When it comes to wrestling fics I only write/reblog stories set in AUs or kayfabe. Using wrestlers' real names or real life experiences make me uncomfortable!!!!

𝕹𝖔𝖓 𝖂𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕱𝖎𝖈𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓶 𝓡𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓵

𝕵𝖔𝖓 𝕸𝖔𝖝𝖑𝖊𝖞

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖘𝖊𝖞

𝕭𝖗𝖊𝖙 𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘

𝕯𝖎𝖊 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖊

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𝓡𝓸𝓫𝓫𝓲𝓮 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮

𝕱𝖎𝖈𝖘

Red Light Special (Robbie Brookside x Reader, 18+)

A Pleasent Visit (William Regal x Reader x Robbie Brookside)

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𝕱𝖎𝖓𝖓 𝕭𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗

Flesh for Fantasy (18+) (Incubus!Finn Bálor x Reader)

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𝕯𝖊𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖚𝖒𝖎𝖘

Dexter Lumis nsfw Headcanons

Possessive! Dexter Lumis x Reader Headcanons

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Sharing Claudio Castagnoli x Reader x Eddie Kingston (18+)

ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Nsfw and sfw Claudio Castagnoli Headcanons

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𝔼𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕖 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕟

Sharing (Claudio Castagnoli x Reader x Eddie Kingston) (18+)

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𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝖄𝖚𝖙𝖆

Unwind (Wheeler Yuta x Reader, 18+)

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(Dividers by @saradika, @mykento, and @cafekitsune! You're all so talented omg)

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plentyoffandoms · 1 year

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I posted 4,140 times in 2022

That's 2,156 more posts than 2021!

1,139 posts created (28%)

3,001 posts reblogged (72%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@plentyoffandoms

I tagged 1,967 of my posts in 2022

#aew - 989 posts

#all elite wrestling - 789 posts

#eddie kingston - 231 posts

#wardlow - 158 posts

#reader imagine - 128 posts

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#female reader - 127 posts

#aew dynamite - 86 posts

#jon moxley - 76 posts

#daniel garcia - 72 posts

Longest Tag: 123 characters

#i feel compelled to add that yes i know it was upper canada and not the modern nation founded after confederation et cetera

My Top Posts in 2022:

I know I may sound like a downright bitch for saying this but I have no sympathy for Ned nor Alex.

I have no idea why anyone would reach out to the two of them to see if they are okay.

They got caught. The truth came out. They do not deserve any sympathy from anyone.

Ariel, the boys, bean the dog and Alex fiancé does.

He is married and she is/was engaged. They both went into this affair knowing what they were doing.

I am not blaming just him and I am not just blaming her. They are both adults. They both knew that the other person was in a committed relationship.

To me, they are both pieces of shit. They have lost both their jobs and have ruined their careers.

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Main Masterlist ♡ The Boys Masterlist ♡ Homelander Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing. Homelander OC a bit.

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

Summary: f/Reader was born for only one thing, to be the person that Homelander loses his virginity too. Vought believes that she died that night as they never found her body.

Homelander's POV:

Ashley was droning on and on about something. I haven't listened since she started to talk, but I looked around at the others and a few of them seemed to be paying close attention to her.

Starlight and Maeve were obviously paying attention. A-Train looked bored out of his mind and The Deep, well nothing is going on inside that head of his. Black Noir, is just sitting there. No sounds like usual.

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Joseph Quinn x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ Joseph Quinn Masterlist ♡ Confessions Masterlist

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warning: none.

Summary: Joseph Quinn is very quiet about his private life, so when his girlfriend joins him for the Stranger Things Premiere, many of his fans are shocked at the news that is announced.

YN's POV:

Joey's knee was bouncing up and down as the two of us are sitting in the back of the limo, on the way to The Stranger Things Premiere.

Even though the two of us been together for a long time, this is my first real event I am going too.

Joey tries to keep me out of the spotlight as much as possible. Many people know he has a girlfriend, but have no idea what my name is. How old I am. How the two of us met, etc.

He has been asked in interviews in the past but he has given very little information about us. So much so that many of his long time fans actually thought we broke up.

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SIR! 😂😂

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My #1 post of 2022

Not my tweet

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theworldofotps · 2 years

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Battle of the Christmas Decorations

Pairing: Drew McIntyre x OC Rachael Word Count: 1,247 Description: Drew and Rachael have spent the last six years battling on who had the better decorations. This year however is different.

Last fic of 2021! Thank you all so much for reading my works this year, for your likes, comments and reblogs. It means the absolute world to me, I’m so excited for the works to come in 2022.

Special fic for my dear friend @new-zealand-chic she gifted me with a Damian Christmas one where she called me out more then once; (here) and I love it. Plus she is literally half the brains behind a lot of my fics turning out and some of the details so without her a lot of them probably wouldn’t have gotten finished. I love you! So happy holidays to all who celebrate and happy Friday to those who don’t. ___________ Tag list:

@hungmanhorsecarriage @writtingrose @omg-im-such-a-masochist @sjwrites22 @sassymox @new-zealand-chic @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @xbreezymeadowsx @rebellious-desires @thiccc-rider-mcintyre @melblacc @letsgivethisonemoreshot @alination @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37 Drew tag list: @eddie-kingstons-wifey @akiko-tanaka

If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. ___________

Setting another inflatable Santa in her cart, Rachael shuffles through the aisle.

“Rach I think you’ve got enough, we can’t fit anything else in this cart.”

Looking at her friend then the cart Rachael tilts her head.

“I know I can fit one more thing, I have to. Drew went shopping yesterday and bought a huge inflatable snow globe. It looks so cool I need to add more stuff I need to have the best looking Christmas house on the block.”

“You two are always trying to one-up the other and spend hundreds if not thousands of dollars on decorations. Why?”

“I don’t know when he first moved in next door we were friendly until he decided to comment on my decorations or lack of. So, I went out later that week and went all out then I commented on his lack of decorations. I guess it just escalated from there and we’ve been doing it the last coming up to six years now.”

Rachael grabs a large Grinch and smiles nodding in satisfaction.

“Are you sure that there isn’t another reason why he’s feuding with you?”

Her friend asks as they finally head to the checkout and Rachael quickly shakes her head, setting everything up on the conveyor belt.

“Please please don’t start Jay, trust me it’s not what you’re thinking. Drew is absolutely gorgeous, too far out of my league.”

“Excuse you, Rachael! Drew would absolutely go for you. I don't even wanna hear that missy. You’re beautiful. So kind hearted, willing to help out anyone when you can. You are a gift to this world and that man would be lucky as hell to have you.”

“Okay okay sorry.”

Rachael says trying to get her friend to calm down, she didn’t want to get kicked out because of her friend’s loudness.

“Just trust me, we’re friendly neighbors and that’s it. Don’t get me wrong I would totally go for him he’s sex on legs, every person’s wet fantasy. But I’m pretty sure he’s already dating someone he goes out of town a lot for long periods of time. And sometimes a woman comes back with him.”

“Well, that sucks.”

She huffs as they watch the items scanned and placed back into their cart.

“Five fifty-two eighty-six.”

Wincing slightly Rachael slides her card and puts in her pin, if it wasn’t for her good-paying job, all the saving and investing she did there’d be no way she could do this. Taking her receipt the pair make their way out to Rachael’s rover and pack her stuff inside. Buckling up, the two women pull out of the parking lot and head first for J‘s house. Singing along to Christmas songs on the radio they dance in their seats.

“Take a picture once you get finished, I’d like to see how it looks and try not to buy anymore!”

Rachael laughs, honking as her friend leaves and sticks her head out the window.

“Tell Drew to stop trying to out decorate me.”

Waving Rachael drives the two miles back home and parks in her driveway, she didn’t see Drew’s car which meant she had time to quickly take everything inside. She’d put these new decorations up once night fell. Unlocking her door she leaves it open and hauls ass to get everything inside and in her dining room. She couldn’t wait to see Drew’s reaction in the morning when she went outside to get her mail.

“Last box.”

Hauling the large inflatable Santa inside Rachael locks her car and closes her door. She was thankful Christmas was tomorrow, Drew didn’t usually buy anymore decorations after the twenty third. So hopefully she would be done buying more as well.

Stretching her back out Rachael stands and heads upstairs changing into a pair of leggings and a Christmas sweater. Tying her hair into a bun she goes downstairs to do some baking and listening to Christmas music…

Tiptoeing outside a few hours later, Rachael starts setting up her new decorations. Night had fallen and Drew had gotten home about two hours ago. She knew that because he came in blasting music and being loud.

Trying to be as quiet as possible she continues working. It was hard in the dark with only her phone and by herself but she managed it. Plugging everything in she flicks the power switches on and watches in joy as everything lights up.

“It looks perfect.”

Taking a picture she sends it to J then hums quietly making her way back inside locking her house up. Sitting on the couch with her book Rachael sips her tea relaxing under the blanket.

*knock knock*

Looking up from her book Rachael marks her spot and makes her way to the front door. Peeking out the peephole she raises a brow unlocking the door.

“Good evening Drew.”

“Did you seriously buy more decorations?”

“Yes I did.”

“Wasn’t what you had enough?”

“It was until you bought more.”

“You didn’t need to buy more just because I did.”

“And you let you one up me I don’t think so.”

Drew looks at her and huffs motioning for her to step outside. Grabbing a coat she slips it on and goes out gasping as she sees a large inflatable reindeer in his front yard.

“That thing looks bigger then your house, why is the head and neck flopped over?”

“Because it‘s apparently defective, I just spent nearly five hundred dollars on that stupid thing.”

“Why’d you buy it?”

“Because you bought more today. I saw everything when I took my trash out.”

“Okay? Still doesn’t explain.”

“I couldn’t just let you win! Don’t you get it lass, Drew McIntyre doesn’t enjoy losing especially when it comes to Christmas stuff.”

“Well it looks like you lost this year.”

Rachael smirks and holds her hand out.

“You know what that means, pay up.”

Drew grumbles kicking the snow at his feet like a small child.

“I didn’t think I was going to lose this year so I haven’t even made any cookies.”

Sighing Rachael shifts on her feet.

“Well I made some, so why don’t you come over and we can both have some.”

“I would absolutely love that.”

Together they make their way back inside Rachael’s house and she goes into the kitchen. Trying not to freak out over the fact that Drew was really here in her house.

“So since you don’t have any cookies what’s my prize this year?”

She asks, glancing over her shoulder.

“I have a few ideas.”

He mumbles quietly causing her to turn around.

“You have some ideas?”

Watching him look at her in slight panic, he clears his throat giving an awkward laugh.

“Actually you weren’t supposed to hear that.”

“Too late I already did what ideas?”

“Well considering I think you’re the most stunning lass I’ve ever seen there’s a simple kiss, asking you out on a date. Or um skipping all that and rewarding you with my head between your legs.”

Rachael stares at Drew completely shocked, she couldn’t deny the shot of arousal that hit her core. Licking her lips she slowly walks over to Drew and looks up at him.

“How about all three?”

She whispers and motions upwards to a sprig of mistletoe she had hanging. Drew looks up then back at her, a smirk crossing his face.

“I think two out of three tonight sounds pretty good.”

He pulls her close sealing his words with a kiss.

#wwe #drew mcintyre #drew mcintyre one shot #drew mcintyre x oc rachael #fluff #like tooth rotting fluff #drew mcintyre fanfiction

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