#Hangman Page imagine

[daddyhausen]

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「 SUMMARY 」 — he thirsted for you desperately the need was insatiable

「 WARNINGS 」 — vampire!hangman, blood drinking, blood, somnophilia, cnc, dubcon, biting, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, vaginal creampie, internal cumshot

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x hangman adam page

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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he could not help but stare at your sleeping frame. how peaceful and serine you looked in your most vulnerable moments. unbeknownst that he’d been standing at the foot of your bed for little over an hour now. merely contemplating whether or not to drain you of your life force, of that crimson liquid that he’d been yearning for.

his thirst was undeniable. it left his throat dry and itchy. he craved that metallic sweetness, even just breaking the skin would be enough to quell such throughts. he eyes the way your chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, how the subtle vein in your neck would pulse and throb with every beat of your heart.

it was a feeling that adam envied so. to feel the pulse of a beating heart in his chest, for his skin to feel the warmth of life. to be alive again. he was bestowed a curse the day he was turned, forever to roam the earth as a monsterous blood sucker. how he envied mortals like yourself, so careless, so free.

adam took the time to adore your features as you slept. he’d never seen you up this close before. normally having to admire you from the security from behind your window. you were the most beautiful creature to him, he’d never had a human enthral him as much as you. your figure curled up in the sheets, shielding your body and more importantly your neck from the chill of the winter air. shuddering every so often when a small gust of wind would flutter through the air vents

he sat down, his weight dipping your bed ever so slightly, causing you to stir in your slumber, but not awaken. only a small murmur leaving your lips. he began to crawl up the bed, weight shifting on his palms as his body hovered adjacent to yours. he could smell the crimson beneath your skin, practically taste the iron on his tongue. if he had less control he’d be salivating at the thought

his fingers peeled the blankets back, your neck exposed, craning back for him. the urge to bite was strong, it made his breath quiver with an insatiable need. he leaned in slowly, the scent growing stronger the closer he drew. adam bared his fangs, the sharp indents merely prodding at your skin yet he could not bring himself to break the flesh. at least not yet.

he held his movements for a moment. contemplating if it was morally justified to drain such an innocent creature such as yourself or to succumb to his need for bloodlust. adam caved to the former. instead planting a small kiss to the protruding neck vein, evident in your skin, lingering for a moment, feeling the pulse against his lips

a small mumble rumbled low in your chest. ass pressing up against his inner thigh unknowingly. he was enthralled with a new lust, one more primal that his thirst. he kissed your neck again, resting the waters as the same, sweet noise left your lips once more. the new found arousal was evident in adam, his cock throbbing in his jeans, pressing firm and hard against the fabric. a gulp rose thick in his throat. he shouldn’t…it wouldn’t be right. then again, neither would be draining your blood.

he hesitantly pealed the blankets back further. the more of the fabric he removed the barer your body became. despite the winter chill and the obvious goosebumps that littered your skin. beneath the blanket you laid completely naked. he admired your figure for a moment, how your ass slotted perfectly against the axis of his inner thigh, the swell of your breasts so perfectly round, your nipples stiffened against the soft breeze, it took all his night for him to not grope your breasts in that moment. adam could not let such a perfect body go to waste.

he reached down, slowly unzipping his jeans, shuffling them down until they sat mid thigh on him. he kept his movements slow and intentional as to not wake you. he laid beside you, spooning your substantially smaller frame against his. loving the way your body molded to the shape of his.

your body was so warm. how he missed the feeling, the comfort, the security of just being warm, alive with heat. it almost made adam jealous of your mortality. his cock throbbed hard against your ass, a feeling which made your stir back against him. he was losing it and fast. he could not hold in his need much longer. he slowly began grinding himself against your ass, small whimpers leaving your lips at the senation, your cunt growing increasingly wet, slick with your juices as he began to tease your sentitve folds with the tip of his cock

he did not hesitate entering you, feeling the way your tiny cunt stretched around his girth. a breath hitched in your throat for a moment, before slowly succumbing to the pleasure of his size

“shh, darlin’…it’s okay. go back to sleep for me” he hummed, voice low. his soft southern drawl providing instant comfort, softly lulling your back into slumber.

your body felt weightless under the weight of him. his thrusts were soft and slow, his lips feathered your neck, still in two minds abound sinking his fangs in. your hips began to reciprocate the movements of his thrusts, pleasured, desperate whines parting your lips, mouth hanging open with small, breathless pants

the sight of you like this, practically begging him, egging him on and over the edge of his patience as his fangs finally sunk into your skin. instant relief flooded him, the warm ruby liquid meeting his tastebuds in waves, he drank you in, so needy for your taste. your moans became shallow and weak, he had to remind himself not to drain you completely, he did not want to waste you.

his lips pried from your skin. your blood trickling down his chin in small red rivers, he savoured your taste, licking the spilled droplets that stained your skin. his thrusts became sloppy, his softening against yours as he spilled his seed deep inside your womb. he remained buried inside your for a moment, making sure none of his seed went to waste. slowly pulling out of you, watching his cum glisten against your soaked folds. he covered you up, planted another kiss to your cheek, a softer one to the bite mark on your neck, leaving through the window the same way he came, as if he’d never been there in the first place

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[grayson-baller]

Wrecks You In The Worst Way -- Adam Page --

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author note: this is a repost due to the issues with disappearing in the tags

warnings: smut--18+, fingering, oral sex, dirty talking, dom/sub dynamics, female orgasm, multiple orgasms

word count: 1336

pairing: fem!reader & adam page

summary: smut drabble

tags: @shelickedthebeater

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masterlist: ++

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“Open your legs, sugar.” Adam’s low voice rasped, hot breath against the sensitive skin of your neck. Skin you were sure was bruised and marked up with the amount of bites he had peppered across your skin, soothing the sting away with soft kisses. Shivers ran down your spine as your body felt ignited under his hot gaze, warm eyes not leaving you. You whimpered, no choice but to okay his orders. Your legs fell open for him, breath hitched. You already ached between your thighs, desire pooling for him.

All you wanted was him inside of you, soothing away the bite of arousal that he had caused. He had riled you up, teasing and toying with you until you were laying here, hot and wanting him. Desperate for him to sink inside of you, claiming you and reminding you of how good you felt around him.

“Good girl,” he praised, rewarding you by running a rough hand up your bare leg, fingers cupping your inner thigh. “Keep those pretty legs spread wide for me.” He instructed, giving your thigh a rough squeeze.

Shit. You swore the air was being sucked out of the room. It was hard to breath, to think past the way his words you—how good his touch felt against your flushed skin. You felt hot as his intense eyes met yours, the warm and inviting eyes you loved darkened with his lust. His desire. Adam was always handsome, someone you noticed from across the room the night you met. When he was like this? The man was downright sinister. A lethal combination of his sweet side that met a more dominating side.

Your hips involuntarily rocked upwards, searching for any friction that would ease the intense ache you were feeling.

“Uh-oh,” Adam scolded, leaning down to nip at your bottom lip with his teeth. You hissed at the sensation, moan falling from your lips. “None of that, baby.” He used the hand that was on your thigh to press you back down into the mattress. “You wait patiently like a good girl and I promise it will be worth it.” He nipped at your bottom lip once again, soothing the pain away with a soft kiss. “You hear me, sugar?”

“I hear you.”

“Atta girl.” He praised, as you whimpered under his words. A rush of heat licked at you. His words were just as teasing as his touches. You tried to will yourself to wait patiently, just as he instructed. Patience wasn’t your strong suit though. You had earned a few punishments from Adam before because you couldn’t wait. “You’re so fucking beautiful, sugar.” He whispered, sitting back to look at you. His blond curls hung down, damp from the shower he had taken previously. “So wet and needy for me, aren’t you?” He cooed, hand running from thigh to thigh, ignoring the place where you wanted his touch the most. “Are you all achy for me? Do you need me to fill you up?”

“Yes.” You whispered, fingers gripping onto the bedsheets. There was no shame in admitting the truth. He gave you another rewarding grip of your thigh, this time letting his fingers fall closer to your center. It still wasn’t close enough. You whimpered, closing your eyes. It was almost maddening how close he was, without it being enough.

You knew him though. Adam would make you wait until he was satisfied with how patient you were being. Bastard.

He grinned at you, loving the sight of you at his mercy. “So, ask me for it.” He instructed, nothing in his tone indicating that this was a request. “Make sure you say please.” Would you survive this? Survive Adam? The way he taunted and teased you, bringing you both heaven and hell. Pain. Pleasure. Everything in between.

No man had ever spoken to you like this before. You had been dominated a time or two in the past, but nothing like Adam. Nobody compared, and you were sure that nobody ever would. He was made for you, just like you were made for him. Perfectly molded, meant to be.

“Please, Adam.” Your breathy tone rasped out, followed by a mewl. He hummed at that, the sound low and rumbly. He bent down, sucking your nipple between his lips. Your eyes shot open as you gasped, hips wiggling slightly despite his instruction to stay still. When it felt that good, it was damn near impossible not to move.

“Please what, baby?” He teased, mouth switching to the other nipple as his tongue swirled around the pointed peak. “How can I give you something if I don’t know what you want?”

 “You do know.”

He chuckled, raising his head up away from your breasts despite your moans of protest. “You’re right, sugar. I know.” He dipped his hand between your legs, dangerously close to your pussy. He was right there—you could almost feel his touch. “I know that your pretty pussy is wet, aching, and feeling unfilled. I know that pretty clit of your must be throbbing, begging to be tasted and touched. I know, baby. I know.”

“Yes,” you hissed, once again unable to stop the rocking of your hips. Luckily for you, he didn’t say anything. You wanted all of that, and if it didn’t happen soon, you might burst. “Fucking hell… Yes. All of that.”

“So, ask me.”

“Adam—"

“Babe,” he started, voice low and demanding. He bent back down, nipping on your nipple, earning a squeak from you. “Be a good girl and ask me for what you want. It’s the only way you are getting any relief tonight. Otherwise, I’ll tie you to this bed and edge you until you are a desperate, teary mess. Until you are begging me for an orgasm—and you won’t get one.” Stern eyes locked on you for a moment as you gulped at his words.

You were already desperate for him. The last thing you wanted was to be denied all night long. Adam was king of edging you as punishment, something you didn’t want to relive tonight. “Fuck me, Adam. Please. Please. Touch me. Taste me. Whatever. Please just make me come.”

He groaned at your words, his grin back on his face. “Good girl,” he praised, your body igniting at his praise. He spread your lips, circling your clit with the pad of his thumb. “Isn’t it better when you listen to me, baby? I want to give you anything you want, especially when you ask so prettily for it.”

He trailed kisses down your body, moving in between your spread legs. His mouth replaced his thumb, tongue gently licking your clit. You moaned, heels of your feet digging down into the mattress. Your hands found his hair, grabbing a handful as he lapped at you.

You knew you were probably pulling too hard, but each tug seemed to egg him on. He devoured you, tongue swirling around your clit over and over again. It took minutes for your stomach to tighten, your release right on the horizon.

“You taste so fucking good, baby.” Adam praised, before giving your clit another lick. “Come for me. Remind me how beautiful my girl is when I make her come.” You moaned, feet pressing into the mattress even more as you came with a loud cry, pulling on his hair even more.

He didn’t stop. Stars pricked at your vision, sensations overwhelming as he continued to lick at you, drawing you closer to another release. It was too much—too fast. “Adam…” you whimpered, trying to pull your hips back away from him.

“None of that, sugar.” He used a large hand to hold you still, trapping your hips under his mouth. “I want you to come again for me.”

“I can’t.”

Adam chuckled against you, the vibrations pushing you closer to your second release. “You can, sugar.” He spoke, inserting two fingers inside of you, curling them.

“Adam—”

“You can, and you fucking will.”

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[smartycvnt]

practice round

pairing: adam page x reader

prompt: "is that..." "yes, it's a baby. no, it isn't mine."

The text from Adam to be quiet when you came in was a bit ominous. Assuming that he was just napping or something, you had listened. You made it nearly halfway through the house being as quiet as you could before you learned the reason for the silence. Just as you were tiptoeing down the hallway, you heard the unmistakable sound of a baby crying. Panicked, you followed the noise to see Adam rocking a baby in his arms.

"Is that..."

"Yes, it's a baby. No, it isn't mine," Adam answered with a small chuckle. "One of the guys needed a babysitter for the day, and I know you'd been wanting one of these."

"So, you borrowed his baby for the day?" you asked. Adam shook his head as he walked over so you could closely see the baby. "Aw, she's cute."

"Figured that I could help out a friend and make sure that I'm ready. I don't want to leave you to do too much of the parenting on your own. I know it won't be 50/50, but it's important that when we have more than one, they know what a good father looks like," Adam said. You smiled at this comment before the end registered with you.

"More than one?" you asked him. Adam nodded. He had been really apprehensive and anxious about having just one baby, but apparently his little practice run had been a lot more productive than you had known. "How many exactly?"

"I'd like to keep it an even number, but four seems like a lot. Three would be good too, staggered a few years apart so that we don't get overwhelmed early on," Adam explained. You could see that he had been thinking about this for quite some time, which made you really happy. "This little one's getting picked up in about an hour or two, so we can start trying then if you'd like. I can take you out to dinner somewhere fancy, pull the whole nine yards if you let me."

"That sounds wonderful," you agreed. Adam pressed a kiss to your cheek, prompting the baby to start grabbing at him.

"Oh, my bad," Adam said to the baby before kissing her cheek as well. You could tell that he was going to be an absolutely amazing father to the kid or kids that you did have, but you hoped that you had at least one daughter for him.

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[iiconicxpersona]

Hangman is the type to make your toes curl while he drunkly makes out with you.

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[waywardwrestlewritingwaif]

The Sensitivity of Horses, Part 2

A sequel to this story, which you'll probably want to read although I don't think it's strictly speaking necessary to make sense of this one. Eagle-eyed readers will note that this is not the other story I posted an excerpt from earlier. That one is still coming. I was just in a Hangman mood.

Pairing: Hangman Adam Page x OFC

Word count: 1,338

Content advisory: sexual content (non-explicit)

You try to stay out of sight, mostly. It’s not entirely possible, of course, there are plenty of people who know who you are, although, you can’t help but notice, a lot who don’t. The place is growing. He’s part of something exciting, exactly like he deserves. No one is rude to you. You’d thought that maybe they would be but the worst you get is that some of them look at you funny, like you’re an old part being inserted into a new car. You don’t fit. You’ll screw everything up. 

In private, they won’t be so cagey. They’ll laugh and whisper among themselves. What the hell is she even doing here? Didn’t he leave her? I knew she’d come back begging. Fair enough. You deserve their scorn. You deserve his. 

Your first glimpse of Adam hits you in the gut. You knew it would but it’s still enough that you have to steady yourself against the wall. He’s still so beautiful that you can’t believe he was ever yours, let alone that you screwed things up. Oh how you screwed things up. He was feeling broken and you took a hammer to him but here he is now looking like a golden god with that title and his friends. So much better off without you. It’s incredibly selfish what you’re doing, showing up here. 

It’s a while before he’s on his own, a while that you have to hide in the shadows because there’s no way you’re going to approach him when people who care about him are there. They’d throw you out on your head before you said more than a word to him, which is probably a good instinct. But eventually he’s left alone and in the open, grabbing himself a bottle of water from catering and that’s when you approach. 

“Was starting to think you were just going to spy on me from a distance all night,” he sighs without looking up at you. 

On top of everything, it hurts to know that you’ve been so clumsy and obvious. 

“I thought about it,” you answer truthfully. “I wasn’t sure if it was a great idea for us to talk. Or for me to be around you at all.”

He shrugs. “It probably isn’t.”

That’s when he looks up and, once again, you feel your knees turn to water. Those big, vulnerable eyes, blue like a field of cornflowers, flash at you and all you want is to wrap him up under your wings and protect him, except that what you need to protect him from is you. 

“I guess you’re here now,” he grumbles. “Might as well talk.”

He brushes past you and heads down the hall without another word and you trail after him. It would be better for both of you if you left. You shouldn’t walk with him into his dressing room. But you do. 

He keeps his back to you when you enter and your eyes drift longingly over the curve of his perfect ass, which is when he glances back. He gives you a hard look before he drops onto the little sofa. He hasn’t had a match tonight. He hasn’t even had to get into his gear. But he still gives the impression of being exhausted.  

“What’s up?”

“I… I brought the papers,” you stammer, reaching into your purse and taking out the hateful bundle. 

“You couldn’t have just had your lawyer send them over?”

“I could have, yeah.”

He rolls his eyes and takes a long swig from the water bottle. His tongue swipes his lips quickly when he puts it down and you feel an immediate stirring in your core. He notices that too. 

“Figured you’d be at home taking care of ol’ Kenny,” he smirks. 

That shot lands. You deserve it. 

“Do you seriously not know?”

He gives a mirthless half-laugh. 

“I heard things didn’t work out with you two.”

“He dumped me about a month after you did.”

“Wow. Didn’t realize it was that quick. He really was just using you.”

Again, this is no more than you deserve. 

“Yup. That’s exactly it. I couldn’t deal with what you were going through, so I had an affair with a guy who seemed like he might actually be interested in me, you found out, and as soon as Kenny realized he might actually have to be in a real relationship, he kicked me to the curb.”

Adam glances down but you still notice how his face twitches in anger. Is it at you? At Kenny? Is it possible that there’s still a part of him that hates to hear that you’ve been hurt? 

You open your mouth to speak but he leans forward and snatches the divorce papers out of your hand before you can. He glances through them and, predictably, lets out an exasperated sound before tossing them on the table next to him. 

“They don’t work if you don’t sign them,” he snorts. 

“I know.” You can hear the wave of tears rising in your voice and focus on not giving in. You don’t want him to think that you’re trying to manipulate him by crying. “I just thought…”

He glares right at you, every emotion flowing through him in full view. 

“I’m sorry,” you whisper. “I have a pen.”

You fumble through your bag until you find it and reach over to grab the papers, but he grabs hold of your arm before you can reach them. He holds you like that for a second before pressing his face against the inside of your arm, pulling you ever so slowly closer. The contrast of his soft lips and the coarse hairs of his beard sends every one of your nerves into overdrive. You feel yourself start to tip forward but he rescues you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you onto his lap. 

You can’t look at him, not yet, so you run your fingers lightly over his face and bury yourself in his neck. He squeezes your hips and lets his hands move just under the hem of your shirt. The feeling of his fingertips on your sensitive stomach sets you off and you kiss him, aggressively, with everything that you’ve been holding on to for the months you’ve been apart. The most terrifying thing is that he responds with just as much passion, even though he shouldn’t. 

The familiar, thrilling feeling of his hardening prick through his jeans has you grinding yourself against him, and he responds by pushing his hands further up, over your bra, teasing your nipples until you think they’re going to cut right through the fabric. 

“That what you came here for? You wanted a goodbye ride?”

“No,” you sob, giving into the need to cry, “I don’t want a goodbye anything.”

He leans back and wipes your face with his thumb. 

“So what do you want?”

You let your hand drop and run over the outline of his belt buckle for a few minutes before answering. 

“I want my husband to believe me when I say that I’m more than sorry, and that I would never do anything like what I did. Never again.”

He stares into you for a long moment before pulling you in to kiss you again. The taste of him is so comforting and at the same time so arousing that you just fall into it, losing yourself until he pulls back a little. 

“I don’t know if I can do that,” he whispers, caressing your neck and collar bone. 

He looks up at you again and nods a little. 

“I understand,” you murmur. 

With a deep breath, you start to push yourself away but his grip on you tightens. You lean down and press your lips to his again, running your palm roughly over the bulge in his pants and moaning softly into his kiss. 

“I don’t know if I can forgive you,” he repeats, pulling away just slightly, “but I think I might want to try.

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[wardlowsbabydoll]

Hangman Page Masterlist

Cowgirl Shit (Smut)

Suspicious Minds (Angst Drabble)

Cell Block Tango (Angst)

Dating w Kenny Omega (Headcanon)

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[coleskingdom]

Walls

Adam Page x f reader

Genre Smut

For @madhatterbri

Why did I even agree to come on this stupid trip? I thought woefully, Kenny’s level of control of who I saw and where I went was driving me crazy. The fact that he didn’t trust me to make my own decisions, equally annoying was the fact that he put my hotel room next to his. Looking at the clock I knew I had just enough time to get down to the bar for a nightcap and see if anything interesting was going on.

Walking into the hotel bar, I recognized the back of the Cowboys head. I sat beside him, “Hey” I said he looked over at me his green eyes sad and annoyed. “ Hey aren’t you supposed to be in your room?” his voice a bored tone. “ I couldn’t sleep, so I figured I’d grab a drink. What about you?” I asked “ Apparently I’m doing the only thing I’m good at” looking at the glass of whiskey in front of him. He really was devastatingly handsome, his strong profile. “You really should go, one Omega is enough in my life honestly.” Taking a long drink. “I’m not my brother” I said ordering a whiskey neat. The half hearted chuckle, “ I can tell by your drink order, you’re not your brother, well not just by your drink order.” The wink he gave me made me smile. “I’m shit company these days” he said “ Honestly, any company these days is better than the isolation that I’ve been relegated to this trip.” the resentment in my tone shown through. “Well according to Kenny, I’m a drunk that only cares about whiskey and fucking women. Shit, maybe he’s right.” his eyes looking me up and down appraisingly. “ Is that so?” Finishing the last sip of my drink. “Your room or mine darlin?” as he finished his drink “Mine is next to my brothers room.” I said “ So your room ?” He threw cash on the bar . His hand on my lower back as he guided me to the elevator. In the elevator his light touch on my neck down my shoulders set my skin on fire. The elevator dinged as he reached for my hand leading me towards his room.

Once inside his hands went to my face kissing me, it was heartbreakingly tender, his mouth moved on mine, his hands gaining confidence as I wrapped my arms around him. His hands went to my waist pulling off my shirt, walking me backwards until my knees hit the bed. I reached for his shirt, lifting it over his head, my hands running over his chest. “Darlin, if you want to stop, now would be the time?” his voice low , “I want this, I want you.” I said looking into his green eyes.

He laid me on the bed, his body hovering over me his hands exploring my curves, humming appreciatively as he kissed down my body. He undid my bra, the man was in no hurry, as his hands played with my breast massaging and pinching eliciting moans out of me with his movements. “Come on darlin let me hear you, let me know how good it feels.” I ran my fingers through his hair holding him there, as my body craved more of him. His hand reached for the button of my jeans as he slid them off throwing them on the floor .

His palm drifted over my panties, to my core, “You’re already so wet for me. Darlin, we haven’t even begun to have any real fun yet.” he said removing the offending piece of fabric. His lips kissed my hip bones, “Darlin lift your hips for me, I want you as comfortable as possible.” Sliding a pillow around under my hips , he dropped to his knees, in front of me kissing the inside of my legs before positioning my legs over his shoulders. “Adam, you don’t have to?” I said as I raised up on my elbows “ Darlin, I want to, just lay back and let me take care of you.” Just before his mouth was on my pussy. “Adam” I moaned at the first swipe of his tongue over my aching center, he turned his attention to my aching clit , pulling it into his mouth sucking on it, my hands gripping the sheets as my eyes rolled back in my head. Appreciative noises came from him as he licked and sucked my body arching to meet his mouth. He stiffened his tongue inserting it and began fucking me with it. “Adam , oh fuck, oh my I’m close.” he kept working a way, a different feeling came over my body, my release flooded over and through me, a deep moan fell from my lips, as the sensation overwhelmed me. I looked down at him, wiping his mouth smiling up at me, I covered my face with my arm. “ How about another round?” He asked “I don’t know that I can?” I said “ Darlin, I know you’ve got at least two more in you.”

This time his mouth and fingers were working in tandem as, he worked my body over. The sounds my body made for him, left me feeling desperate and needy. “Come on Darlin let me hear you .” I reached for his hair as I anchored him to my body, as the moans fell from me his name falling from my lips as he worked me through the second orgasm.

“ Adam, let me take care of you” as thoughts slowly came back into my head. “Darlin all I want is to be buried deep inside you right now.” as he took off his jeans freeing his hard length. He offered me his hand to help me sit up. “ Darlin as much as I’d like to take this slow, I need you.” he kissed me , “ Get on your knees, and grab the headboard.”he said his voice husky and warm. He joined me on the bed, resting on his heels, “Darlin, you’re so beautiful” as I got into position, I looked back at him as he kissed me again. He entered me in one long thrust, as he swallowed the moan. My body feeling impossibly full , he began to move in long strokes, leaving the just the tip before slamming in back into me. The bed and the headboard were knocking on the wall. Moans fell from my lips as my headed was buried in the mattress. He pulled my hair bringing me back up my back arched as I didn’t recognize my own voice begging him to take me harder and deeper.he obliged as he brought his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him his fingers reaching for my clit, his mouth on my neck sucking and biting me. “Adam, I’m so close.” I whined,” I’ve got you just let go.” his words and a flick of his fingers sent me over the edge, my pussy contracted around him bringing him with me. As the moans and grunts fell from him,he called out my name before his release swept over him. He kissed up and down my back, praising me, my body was so relaxed as I felt him get off the bed. I heard him in the bathroom, he came back with a bottle of water and a warm wash cloth, as he was running it over my body there was a knock at the door.

Adam wrapped a sheet around him, and went to answer it, as I pulled the comforter up over my body, resting against the head board. He opened the door” Adam for fucks sake some of us are trying to sleep. You’ve been going at it all night. “ I heard my brothers irritated voice “ Well, you’re the one who said I was only good at drinking and fucking women, and now Atleast one omega can attest to it.” As he opened the door wider so that Kenny could see me in his bed. “ I’m going to kill you” he seethed, “ Adam come back to bed” I called as he shut the door. “ You couldn’t have told me your room also backed up to my brothers.” I asked “ Darlin what would’ve been the fun in that. “ he winked at me before climbing back into bed.

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[thesupreme316]

How Much I Would Charge to Babysit the AEW Roster (pt.1?)

idk what this is but I saw it on tiktok with kpop groups and I wanted to do it

(this is for comedic purposes; don't take seriously)

pics ain't mine

Adam Page

Free or $1/hr

I feel like he is such a cutie patootie; like he wouldn’t ask for much

Would not cause trouble (unless he gets a beer)

He’s just an angel

At this point, he’s babysitting me

Kenny Omega

$8/hr

Like Page, I feel like he would be very sweet

Probably just wants to play video games and watch anime

I wouldn’t have to worry about him

But something tells me I would have to fight with him for him to eat vegetables

Eddie Kingston

$10/hr

This man is a menace (if you read his Player’s Tribune article you know)

I would have to make sure he doesn’t stab anyone

Other than that he would wanna sit still and watch Japanese wrestling

Would def try to duplex me to “practice”

Jon Moxley

$150/hr

I FEAR HIM

He looks like he would bite me

Would cause chaos the moment I’m alone with him like setting the house on fire

Every day would be like an episode of South Park

Would definitely frame me for all of his bullshit

Hook

$3/hr

We would just sit in silence

I would grab some chips and try to play games with him; but he’ll ignore me

Tbh it might be boring

I’ll just invite the Lads over to entertain him

Willow Nightingale

Free

In fact, I would pay her

SHE IS SUCH A SWEETHEART I LOVE THIS WOMAN

I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR HER-

I will watch anything she puts on the tv

Max Caster

$115 and a Monster Energy Drink/hr

Man is too hyper (and smells like AXE body spray)

Would find a way to break anything 

I can’t do too much of anything or he’ll diss me

Also looks like he would bite me

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

AEW Wrestlers Pregnancy Headcannons

Requested by @moondust-imagines

Summary: AEW Wrestlers reactions to finding out you are pregnant

Main Masterlist Part 1

Wrestlers mentioned: 'Hangman' Adam Page, Christian Cage, Chuck Taylor and Swerve Strickland

"Hangman" Adam Page

Adam cried when you told him you were pregnant.

You were scared by his reaction, the only time you saw him cry was after the whole brawl out

The diffrance was this time they were happy tears

He coudn't wait to be a father, he promised he would do everything he could to protect you and your baby

Adam did EVERYTHING for you, he wound't let you lift a finger during your pregnancy

It was adorable but also anoying at times, you were capable of walking 10 feet to grab a glass of water

Adam would run to the store in the middle of the night without a second thought for whatever you were craving

He was ment to be a father, he was everything you ever wanted in a partner

Christian Cage

I wrote a four part fic about Christian Cage that you can find HERE, in the second part the reader finds out she is pregnant. I decided to include the scene instead of making headcanons

I went out to pick up a few groceries and once I returned I found Y/n sitting on the floor of the master bathroom with tear-stained cheeks. I sat next to her and asked “What’s wrong?” nothing “If something happened the other day at work you can tell me you know” I waited, I knew she wanted to say something but was having trouble getting the words out. “You’re going to be mad at me” Her words were so quiet it was barely a whisper. “Why would I be mad at you honey?” What would I be mad at? “Don’t yell, I’m sorry. I don’t know how this happened” Y/n had tears in her eyes as she spoke. “I won’t yell, I promise but I need to know what happened so I can help you,” I told her carefully Just then she got up and handed me four items from the sink before returning to her spot on the floor. She was now fully crying and turned her back to me. It took me a minute to realize what I was holding in my hands. Four pregnancy tests, all different kinds but all were positive. “Are these real?” She turned to face me, mascara now ruined. “Are you mad at me?” I wasn’t mad but I was shocked, but I was also happy. “No sweetheart, I would never be mad at you. Especially over something like this” I gave her a hug to which she returned, burying her head in my chest as she continued to cry. I knew what this would mean, Y/n being pregnant would change everything. Although this was a shock I was so happy. We had never talked about having kids, Y/n was still in her prime and I was nearly 50. “What are we going to do?” I wanted Y/n to know that I would support her for whatever she decided. I mean she is making history with her current title reign and at the end of the day this is her body we are talking about. “This is your decision Y/n. I want you to know that I am happy about this but I understand if you don’t want to go through with this.” She looked at me with a sad smile. “Would I be crazy if I said I want to keep it? I still don’t understand how it happened in the first place but the more I think about it, I want to go on this journey with you Christian” I placed a kiss on her temple before saying “Don’t worry, I am going to be here with you for every second of it. We will do this together” 

Chuck Taylor

Looking down at the positive test in your hands you coudn't stop the happy tears that fell from your face

You coudn't wait to tell Chucky the news

When you told him you were pregant he was so happy

During your pregnancy he would constanly kiss your stomach and talk to your unborn child

Chuck Taylor is such a teddy bear, he would be the best dad

Once your baby was born the two of them instanly had a special bond, you swear your baby liked Chuck more than you

Chuck would build you the most perfect nussery and have the best friends come over to help baby proof the house

As much as he loved his friends he woudn't trust them alone with your baby

Swerve Strickland

When you told Swerve you were pregnant he was secretly terrfied

Not just because he would become a father but because of what he did to hangman

He would get nightmares of the cowboy breaking in and taking your baby, simiular to what he did to hangmans son

He was exited to be a dad but was scared of the responsibilities that came with being a father

He was scared that he would mess everything up, scared he would disipoint you

His thoughts kept him up at night and you assured him he would be a great dad

just like you predicted once your baby was born he was a great dad

Swerve promiced he would do anything and everything to keep the two of you safe

He would kill for you

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

Summary: Swerve Strickland and Prince Nana break into you and Adam's house.

• Adam Page x Reader •

*Y/Ns POV*

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I am watching my husband Adam and his friends, The Young Bucks, defend their ROH World Six-Man Tag Team Championships. They are getting near the end of their match and I get up to grab some pajamas to change into. They win their match and I turn the tv down not paying attention thinking that was the end of it.........

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*Swerves POV*

"We're in the money, my friends. Welcome...to the Hangman Residence."

Prince Nana says walking into the house. He looks back at the door signaling for me to come inside.

"Come on in boss."

I walk inside looking around the house talking to the phone that Prince Nana is holding. I rip up one of their kids art pictures on the fridge than walk over climbing on the couch. I grab the kids book on the table.

"Time for a bedtime story."

Prince Nana says while laughing. We both hear a slight bang sound coming from one of the bedrooms in the back.

"What was that?"

Me and Prince start to walk down the hallway looking where the noise came from.

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*Y/Ns POV*

I bump my hip off the nightstand knocking over my perfume bottle and the TV remote onto the floor. It makes a slight bang sound. I sigh and pick them up off the ground.

"Let's hope that didn't wake the baby."

I put them back on the nightstand not hearing the bedroom door open. All of a sudden, I feel a hand grab my neck and make me sit on the bed. I look up seeing Swerve Strickland holding onto my neck and Prince Nana holding the phone up recording what is happening. Swerve tightens his grip a little and makes me start gasping really hard.

"You better not be to loud. You might wake your baby."

He lets go of my neck and I turn over to try and crawl away from them. Swerve grabs my leg and pulls me back. He pulls out some duct tape from his pocket, throws me onto my stomach and duct tapes my wrists together. He flips me over and sits me up duct taping my mouth together. I look up at him starting to tear up hearing Brayden, me and Adam's baby boy, making noises from his room. Swerve looks at Prince Nana than grabs the phone from his hand.

"I will be right back. You watch her."

Swerve walks out of the room and I look over at the TV seeing him live on AEW going to our child's room. I try and move closer to the TV.

"Woah. Don't go to far little lady."

I look back at him with tears in my eyes than back at the TV. Swerve is in Braydens room talking to him as I am crying more watching this go on. I try and stand up but Prince Nana pushes me back down on the bed.

"I said you ain't going anywhere."

I look at him than back at the TV. Swerve is putting one of his shirts in the crib with Brayden. I try and get up again but Prince pushes me back down again. I start trying to kick him away but Swerve comes into the room and sees what is going on. He grabs my legs and duct tapes my ankles together. He grabs me by my hair and pulls me close to his face. Prince Nana has the camera close to our faces.

"Your husband owes me. Owes me big time. He costed me a title opportunity. You let him know that he owes me. Got it?"

I gulp shaking my head yes. He smirks and pushes me onto the bed leaving my wrists, ankles and mouth taped up.

"Boss let's get out of here."

Prince grabs Swerve's arm and drags him out of the room. I move a little on the bed trying to get the duct tape off my wrists. I can't seem to get it off and start crying not being able to go see Brayden to make sure he is okay.

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**an hour later**

I am curled up in a ball still crying my eyes out when I hear the front door fling open.

"Brayden! Y/N!"

Brayden is in his room crying really loud. I moan in the bedroom not being able to say anything because of the duct tape on my mouth. I hear Adam run into Braydens room and get him calmed down. Adam than runs into our room finding me all duct taped on the bed.

"Oh my God babe!"

He grabs the scissors and starts cutting the duct tape off my ankles. He than cuts the duct tape off my wrists and looks at my face. He grabs a corner of the tape on my face.

"I'm sorry babe. I have to rip this off."

I shake my head and he proceeds to rip the tape off my mouth. I let out a little scream and grab my face. Adam puts his hands on my face and kisses my forehead.

"Baby I am so sorry! I didn't know he was going to do that! I am so sorry I wasn't here sooner! Are you okay?"

I look at him starting to cry again than stand up and walk to Brayden's room. I walk over, grab Brayden and hug him very tightly. Adam comes behind me and hugs us both very tightly.

"I am so sorry my loves. I really am sorry. I didn't know he was going to come here."

I sigh and look up at him.

"Honey. It's fine. We are both a little shaken up. But we will be okay. But just do me one favor."

He looks down at me confused. I smirk a little looking up at him.

"Kick his fucking ass for me and Brayden please."

Adam smiles down at me kissing my forehead.

"Anything for my loves. Anything."

He leans down and kisses Brayden's head than comes up and kisses me. I kiss him back smiling a little. I pull back and look at him putting Brayden back in his crib.

"If he didn't grab me by my throat and throw me on the bed, I would have definitely kicked his ass."

"Oh I know you would have baby."

He picks me up by my thighs as I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He carries me back to our bedroom and sets me nicely on the bed.

"Okay let's get some sleep baby. We both had a tough day."

He kisses my forehead again and looks down at me.

"Could you do me a favor and make sure the doors are locked please?"

I look at him with a worried look on my face. He puts his hand on my face.

"Of course baby. But if he even tries to come in now, I will personally kick his ass."

He gets up and makes sure all the doors and everything are locked throughout the house. He comes back into the room and I am all snuggled up under the blankets. He smiles and slides into bed with me wrapping his arms around me. I start to fall asleep in his arms feeling very safe and relaxed........

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[daddyhausen]

Hi if you're doing requests, could I please get some face fuck headcanons for Hangman? 💙

• face fucking headcannons — hangman adam page •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { hangman adam page masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, facefucking, oral sex { male receiving }, male orgasms, internal cumshots, throstpie

{ word count } — 247

{ pairing } — fem!reader x hangman adam page

{ genre } — smut

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it wouldn’t be a normal occurrence

he mostly reserves it for when he was in a bad mood

he would be a bit rougher than usual

although never taking his aggression out on you per say

most times he’d have you kneeled in the middle of the living room

far too impatient to take a seat or lead you to the bedroom

sometimes right in the front doorway

he’d have a hand wrapped in your hair

holding your head still as his size slipped down your throat

“takin’ my cock so fuckin’ well darlin’”

he would not be able to contain himself when you’d peer up at him

mindless, eyes all fucked out and glassy with tears

the sounds of you gagging around his thick cock

spit dripping from the corners of your mouth and down your chin

“fuck doll…you’re mouth feels so fuckin’ good”

he’d increase his speed

filling your throat with ease

now gripping your skull with both hands

he’d bury himself down the back of your throat

filling your throat with his cum

he’d clean you up

swiping any cum that spilled from your lips

most likely leading you into the bedroom or the shower so he can return the favour

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[theloveoftoms]

sittin' on the dock of the bay - jake 'hangman' seresin x reader

Summary: a fun day at the beach with your boyfriend. suntanning, swimming, and shirtless hangman, what more is there to want? ;)

A/N: I had a dream about hangman about a month ago, and I finally found the time to finish editing this piece. I hope you enjoy :D (all of those steamy photos of hangman in my for you tab have been getting to me 😤🤤)

The warmth of the summer breeze rushed through a patch of long wispy grass in a way that was calming and familiar. The ocean, a colour composed of a variety of blues, was calmer than usual today, the waves rolling in like clouds in the night; quietly and gracefully.

Jake Seresin, the man you had been seeing for the past little while, invited you out for a day on the beach. Usually, the San Diego beach in the heat of August wasn't something you were fond of. It was nearly impossible to find a spot in the sand with any privacy on the beach where little children and seagulls alike weren't scavenging through your tote for juice boxes and cookies. However, dating a man in the navy had its perks; there was a private 'on base' beach that members and their families and friends could use, any time they wanted.

it was mid afternoon, about three or four, when you drove up to Hangman's uniformly neat base condo. The sun hung low in the sky and filled the air with its usual tone composed of pinks and blues and tangerine. San Diego sky's were your favourite. You parked your red Toyota in front of the lawn, and walked to the front door, tote bag in hand.

You rang the bell, and noticed your reflection in the glass of the screen door. The fuchsia bikini that you had on was one of your favourite swimsuits. The colour was flattering with both your complexion and your curves. It had a scoop neck with a small keyhole in the centre, revealing a hint of your chest. Atop of your swimsuit, you were wearing an airy white linen top - after all you were on a navy base and wanted to look somewhat presentable. And on your waist, over your matching pink bottoms was a pair of simple denim shorts. And by the time you finished admiring your outfit in the glass, there he was, hangman, grinning at you from the doorframe.

"Wow," he said, putting a hand around your waist, pulling you close, "I didn't know I loved the colour pink so much."

You rolled your eyes in a playful manner and planted a gentle kiss on your boyfriends cheek. "You all ready to go?"

Jake nodded, stepping out into the porch, putting on the pair of aviators that he so carelessly loved. Grabbing a small cooler - filled of beer and doritos no doubt- and closing the door behind him. And in a tone that was more hushed, Jake said, "might have to take that thing off of you later."

You gave your boyfriend a slap on the arm and smirked, "in your dreams hangman."

From Hangman's near seaside apartment, it only took about five minutes until the two of you were seated comfortably on the blanket that you had brought. The sun was brightly shining above and your toes were in the sand. There were a couple of other people on the beach; a family of four, a couple, and people by themselves, suntanning against the backdrop of the sand. Overall, it was pretty private. Not too loud, but not too quiet either. Perfect.

Seated on the blanket, your wavy hair blowing in the wind, Jake opened the cooler, revealing a six pack of vodka coolers and copper-toned beer bottles. "Want anything hon?"

"I'll take a beer," you said, slipping out of your denim shorts, and quickly covering your legs with them bottom hem of your linen shirt.

"Thats my girl," he said, handing you the bottle.

The two of you lay out in the sun, talking and laughing, and enjoying your drinks. This was relaxing and very unlike any date you had ever been on with Jake. Generally, your dates involved a loud bar or some sort of activity you usually wouldn't do, like karaoke singing or axe throwing. It was definitely a change of pace to have some leisure time with Hangman, but it was actually quite nice to simply just relax beneath the sun with him at your side.

However, after laying out for nearly thirty minutes, it began to feel a bit too hot for you. Your boyfriend, who was somehow asleep, didn't stir when you whispered his name, I guess it would be a solo swim. You took off the remainder of your accessories, like your sunglasses and woven bracelet, Birkenstocks, and white linen shirt and began a leisurely walk out to the ocean.

The bay was calm, the waves tricking in against your legs as you began to wade slowly into the water, kicking about the waves as they rolled in. The water was colder than you had thought, but it felt refreshing compared to how the sun was baking down onto your skin moments ago.

You swam around until you were cool enough, splashing in the waves, letting the salty water refresh you, until you were almost too cold.

The walk out of the ocean was never as glamorous as the walk in. Your hair, which had been perfectly blown out in a wavy pattern, was now darker and clung together in a way that was not luxurious. Your swimsuit didn't have the same pink shimmer to it as it did before, but soon enough the sun would dry you off and all would be as it was.

Back at the blanket, you had nearly dried off when Jake had finally woken up, grinning up at you. "How was the water?" he asked, shedding his sunglasses.

You folded up the magazine you had been reading, "it was great," you replied, "you looked so relaxed, I didn't want to wake you."

On your stomach, you took the liberty to lean atop of your boyfriend, planting a trail of kisses up the back of his palm, up his forearm, and up to his bicep. Jake's lips, taught in their usual smirk grinned through the process. "And to what do I owe this surprise?" he said as he propped himself up on his arms, his biceps firm, and the muscles of his chest flexing in the act.

You crawled forward, until you were laying nearly atop of your boyfriend. Looking down at him, you took a moment to admire really how gorgeous he was, with his long lashes, his oceanic green eyes, and his somehow perfectly angled jaw. Jake Seresin was here, in front of you, and very very hot. You smiled, and then kissed him gently on the bow of his lips.

The kiss tasted like summer air and a forbidden lust that seemed just out of reach. The kiss was gentle and slow, the kind that was suitable to a lazy day at the beach. But as soon as the waves broke upon the shore, Jake's tongue found its way into your mouth as his hand curled around your waist in a corresponding manner. The kiss got deeper as all you could hear was the sound of the ocean in your ears; the waves and the wind and the birds that flew above the nearby sea.

Noticing how unconfroable you back must feel from literally leaning over him, Jake did the singlee handledly hottest thing imaginable. He proped himself up on his right arm - just a bit more than before - and gently rolled you over onto you back, all while still immersed in the kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Jake, who was now on top, looked down at you, grinning, "god," he sighed, "your beautiful," right before he resumed the hot and gentle kissing pattern.

And beneath the kiss, while you smiled to yourself, Jake's hand found its way to your side, gently trailing itself up the side of your ribcage until the tips of his fingers brushed gently against the underside of your breast. "Is this okay?" he mumbled in-between kisses.

You nodded, "yes," and brought your hands around his torso and began to gently rub his muscular back.

Jake let the kiss linger into something slow and sweet as his hand trailed across your chest. Breaking the kiss, his mouth coming close to your ear, he whispered gently, "we better go back to mine before we get kicked off the beach."

You smirked, kissing him once before he rose to his feet, waisting no time in the act. "Lets see how long it takes us to get back there," you said, slipping on your sandals.

Jake grinned, "race you there."

And off in the heat of the mid-afternoon San Diego sun, you and Jake were running down the beach, back to his condo, the wind in your hair and the love in your hearts.

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[smartycvnt]

danger is my middle name

pairing: adam page x reader

prompt: 5. "don't you ever do that again." + 20. "if you die, i'm gonna kill you."

Wrestling was a pretty dangerous business to be a part of. Outside of work, you liked to play things pretty safely. Adam usually was on board with that. The two of you didn't go out and party or do crazy things. Adam liked spending quiet nights in with you or going on cute little dates during the day if your schedules allowed for it. So when he came home one day with an incredibly loud motorcycle, you had been confused to say the least.

"What is that and why is it in our driveway?" You didn't like how you sounded, but this was ridiculous. Motorcycles were dangerous, and you were terrified that Adam would get hurt.

"It's a motorcycle, I bought it. Pretty nice, right?" Adam sounded proud of his purchase, like he thought you'd be on board with this. You were a stickler for safety, especially with vehicles. You didn't have anything against motorcycles personally, but they just weren't safe enough in your mind. "I'll take you for a ride in a few. Just let me get a little water first."

"I-it's okay," you tried telling him. Adam was already booking it inside of the house though. You looked at the two helmets sitting on the motorcycle. The one on the handlebars was obviously Adam's, you could tell from the design along the side he had gotten it custom made. Sitting on the seat was a smaller helmet in the colors of your favorite wrestling gear.

"Alright, let's do this," Adam said as he jogged past you. You were nervous about this, but Adam wouldn't put you in danger. Not when the two of you had spent the past few months planning your future together. Unless this was all an elaborate ruse to get rid of you.

"Don't go too fast," you said once Adam was done putting your helmet on your head. He nodded, but didn't verbally agree to keep things slow. Even just sitting on the motorcycle made your anxiety spike. When it roared to life, you clutched to Adam as tightly as you could, even though the bike wasn't moving. The bike surged forward and without even realizing it, you started screaming. Almost immediately, Adam cut the engine and helped you off. "Don't you ever do that again."

"Alright, I take it that you're not a fan of the bike," Adam said with a nervous chuckle. "That's okay, I wasn't really sure how you'd like it anyways."

"Please tell me that you're gonna be careful on this thing," you said as you looked down at Adam, who was still sitting on the bike.

"Of course I'm gonna be careful," Adam told you. You leaned against the handlebars for a moment so that you could better look into his eyes.

"I mean it Adam. If you die, I'm gonna kill you." It was hard with his helmet on, but Adam looked like he understood how serious you were. Still, you added a little something to really get your point across. "Your baby's gonna need a dad."

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[madhatterbri]

The Hangman | Hangman A.P.

Summary: The Hangman is released from jail during the Wild West period.

Author's Note: Wild West Series maybe? Use of real names but this work is pure fiction!!

@theworldofotps your man has a happy ending for once.

@plentyoffandoms you started the Wild West thing. 😂😂

News of the Hangman's capture took the bustling western town by storm. Their great protector, their Robin Hood, was imprisoned. Men feared for the safety of their homes and families. Women openly wept wondering if their husbands and children would come home safe. The town needed its Hangman. They would do anything for his release.

To get him back, they would need a miracle. Hangman was targeted by one of the most powerful politicians in the West. Governor Khan was tired of the outlaws in Texas for financial reasons. People from the East were looking to move West for better opportunities. They were avoiding Texas because of the outlaw problem. For Texas to be all elite, the outlaws had to be gone. Khan searched all over until he found the perfect guy to eradicate Texas from all the outlaws.

Sheriff Danielson was known throughout Texas for being Governor Khan's viper. A man with humble beginnings he worked his way up to be the Governor's appointed sheriff. He went town by town sniffing out any man, woman, or child that went against Khan's vision. The unfortunate souls that crossed his path were given unfair trials and cruel punishments.

The Hangman knew of the Governor's plan and Sheriff Danielson's arrival. He was never one to show fear or back down. He continued actively helping his town until he was ambushed. Four men under the orders of their new sheriff jumped him one night when he left the saloon. Within minutes, the battered and bruised Hangman was behind bars.

The next morning, you went looking for the crooked sheriff. Not much was known about his appearance since he arrived the night before. The Hangman's friends, the Young Bucks, couldn't get a good look at him in the dark. They only remembered the man was of average height and build. The only distinct feature on him was that he wore an eye patch.

Guards blocked the entryway to the jail from any visitors for fear of someone assisting in the Hangman's escape. While passing through you heard them talking about Danielson's whereabouts. After all his travels, he decided to get new suits from the tailor shop. The Governor was planning on rewarding him heavily for capturing one of the deadliest outlaws in Texas.

The tailor shop was run by an old man who turned a blind eye to the unlawful activities that took place in town. He knew everyone yet stayed in his own business. With almost everyone fearing the new sheriff, it was no shock to find only the sheriff, two of his henchmen, and the tailor inside the shop. Now was the perfect time to demand the release of Adam Page.

"Miss L/N, a pleasure like always. Have you come for your father's suits?" the old tailor asked. The Sheriff turned his attention to you. His eyes looked you up and down. He hadn't seen a pretty little thing like you since he left Austin. The women in these towns looked rough yet you were the perfect little desert flower.

"I have come to ask Sheriff Danielson to release a nobleman. Release the Hangman Adam Page," you demanded. Sheriff Danielson looked at the two men beside him and laughed. A pity the woman in front of him fell for such a ruffian. No matter, he reasoned, every flower has its thorns. He would be sure to clip them.

"And on what grounds would I do that, miss L/N?" He asked while inspecting his reflection in the mirror. The tailor did a fine job given the circumstances of being away from civilization. Maybe he would take him back to Austin with him. Governor Khan did love a good tailor.

"He did nothing wrong. You jumped an innocent man outside in the dead of night," You accused. Your index finger pointed at him. He flinched as if you were pointing a gun at him. His henchmen moved as if ready to intervene. Danielson waved his hands at his men. No woman could bring him down.

"Innocent? I daresay attacking my men while they were doing their duties assigned by the great Governor of Texas was far from innocent," he spoke.

"We were warned about you from the other towns you have destroyed. We aren't like them. We will fight for the Hangman's release," you threatened. His face turned from joy to anger. The women in these towns needed to be taught a lesson. They were too free-spirited.

When Danielson didn't respond you took that as your sign to leave. You turned on your heel ready to leave the shop and find the Young Bucks. They had been watching the jail all day. Surely they must have a plan by now. Someone suddenly grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to face them. You yelped in shock. A rough hand grabbed your cheeks. Your eyes met the sheriff and he didn't look pleased.

"Consider this my first and final warning Miss L/N. The Hangman will be gone by tomorrow morning to Austin to pay the Governor a little visit if he even makes it that far. Should you or any of the other lowly fleas here feel the need to interrupt Governor's business you will have a date with the gallows,"

He noted the slight fear in your eyes as the color left your cheeks. His face lit up at your fear and worry. He released your cheeks with a quick shove and motioned for you to run along. You shot one last glare at him before leaving. Your stomach tied itself in knots at his threat.

Governor Khan was known to listen to Danielson over anyone else. He made rash decisions by allowing his confidant to get in his head. Many times on the way to Austin, Danielson's prisoners didn't make it. He insisted they were attacked but only the prisoners were missing and nothing else was harmed or stolen. You ran from the tailor to find the Bucks.

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Sheriff Danielson walked inside the jail in his new suit. He whistled a happy little tune as he made his way towards his desk. His hat was placed on a hook. The jovial man sat down in his chair and placed his feet on the desk. His light eyes looked at the man in the cell before him.

The Hangman sat on the bench looking like a miserable sight. Shackles clung to his wrists and ankles. His head lowered but a black eye and dried blood down his nose was a souvenir of the scuffle that took place last night. Based on his heavy breathing, the sheriff figured he also took some damage to the ribs.

"You know I was hoping you'd put up more of a fight. The infamous Hangman resigning to his fate is rather boring," Sheriff Danielson announced to the wounded Hangman. Adam didn't move. His mind running to figure out an escape plan to get back to her. The girl he had fallen in love with when they were kids. "We could have been friends, you know. We certainly have a similar taste for the ... finer things in life,"

"I got nothing in common with a rat," Hangman spoke yet still watched the ground.

"But that isn't the whole truth, is it? I met quite the lovely little lass today, Miss L/N. Poor little thing is so worried about you,"

The Hangman's head lifted immediately. Their eyes locked on each other. "Don't you dare do anything to her,"

"She came to me, Hangman, at the tailor shop," he informed him. He stood up from his chair and walked towards the cell bars. His arms rested comfortably between the gaps. "I think she liked what she saw. A knight in shining armor to free her from this horrid place. Maybe I will take her to Austin with me. She would make a fine wife. Your head on a silver platter would be the perfect wedding gift. Wouldn't you agree?"

The Hangman lurched forward but he was stopped by his bounds. "She would never marry a man like you,"

"She may not have a choice," he sneered. "I always get what I want,"

"I'll tell you one thing, sheriff. Before you leave this town you will learn why they call me the Hangman,"

"Gentlemen, I do believe that was a threat. Why don't we give the Hangman the Austin treatment?"

Adam tensed as the men entered his cell. He struggled against his restraints to try and fight them off. They easily overtook him once more.

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"Is that the only plan we got?" Nick asked looking between his older brother, Matt, and you. "Burn down a building and use the distraction to free Adam?"

The idea wasn't your favorite. After hours of thinking, this was the only plan that didn't involve running into the jail and being shot dead immediately.

"I don't have any other ideas. It is already nighttime. We only have a few more hours before they transport him to Austin. Use some wood, hay if you have to, anything to get the sheriff's men away from that jail. Matt and I will get in and free him. We will meet when we have Adam,"

Nick nodded in understanding and left. There was not much time to spare if their plan was going to work. Matt placed a hand on your shoulder.

"We'll get him out you know," he assured you. "You have my word I will die fighting,"

You pursed your lips and nodded. "I know,"

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The fire started by Nick lit the small town in an orange-and-yellow glow. The townspeople went to investigate the fire after seeing the colors and smelling the smoke. Rumors swirled on who could have possibly started the fire. The chaos allowed Nick to sneak away without any incident.

As expected, the sheriff's men left their post and ran to make any arrests necessary for the arson. The jail was now left for anyone to come in or out. Matt muttered how he was shocked the plan worked. He handed you a pistol. You hesitantly took the weapon in your hands.

"Be on the lookout. I will have to be quick. I don't know how much time we have," he whispered urgently eyeing the fire. The fire didn't light as much as the plan detailed. Matt started to calculate the time in his head. "Give a whistle if they come back. I don't expect Adam will be of much help in a fight right now,"

Matt left you outside the jail. You heard the door open and close from the alleyway next to the jail. Time ticked away slowly. Every second that passed felt like an eternity. Worry started to settle in. We were too late, you thought to yourself, the Hangman is gone.

"I thought I told you to stay away," the sheriff's voice called out behind you. You turned around to see him. The whites of his eyes stared into yours. A pistol pressed into your stomach. "Drop the weapon and place your hands behind your back,"

The pistol dropped to the floor with a loud thud. He kicked the weapon away from your reach. You placed your hands behind your back. He turned you around roughly and tied your wrists together.

"Looks like I found the little lady that caused the fire. A shame you won't be seeing the Hangman off. I will make sure he sees you one last time as you swing from the gallows,"

"You have no proof that I caused the fire. You will never get away with this," you threatened. He spun you around to face him. His pistol cocked and pressed against your jaw. He suddenly came to a realization and shoved you to the ground. "What was I thinking? I don't want to get blood on my new suit,"

The sheriff pointed the pistol towards you. You used your feet to dig into the sand to scoot away. It was no use. The sheriff had you right where he wanted you. You closed your eyes and tensed accepting your fate. A gagging sound caused you to open your eyes.

A rope suddenly wrapped around the sheriff's neck. The rope tightened around the sheriff's neck. A pull of the rope caused the man to fall backward. Adam pulled the rope closer to him. The sheriff looked up in fear at the Hangman.

"As promised, sir, you gonna learn why they call me the Hangman,"

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[thewulf]

Hi! Reading one of your fic got me this idea: hangman x reader, she isn't a pilot, maybe a paramedic or nurse or something like this. She goes to the hard deck because her best friend works there on the weekends and she became friends with the daggers, especially hangman and these two are pinning on each other, but don't act on their feelings because reader knows he doesn't do relationship and she doesn't like the friends with benefits thing, and Jake is afraid to not being able to give her the relationship she deserve, so they stay just friends. This make the daggers and some patrons going crazy because they are already a couple minus the kisses! So they try to find a way to make one of them to confess, but when someone suggest about making her jealous (because every men that frequent that hard deck know she is hangman girl and they don't want to go against him), Javvy put this idea down instantly because he knows reader (thanks to his casual but not so casual thing with her best friend) isn't going to confess anything but she will distance herself from Jake, so they let go of this plan unti one day Jake's sister surprise him on base and while he show her around and go to dinner the rest of the squad is at the hard deck with reader, and to a tipsy Fan boy this is the perfect excuse to put in motion their plan to get those two together. He goes to reader and says that Jake isn't coming because he is on a date with a girl who showed up on base, but they all still can have fun. But Javvy can see her change of expression and even if he didn't hear what fan boy said he put everything together, so just try to stop her from leaving but unsuccessfully. Jake and his sister enter the hard deck later in the night because he really want her to meet reader, but frown when he doesn't see her, so Javvy spill the beans and then there is a blur of Jake calling reader to clarify everything, his sister feeling like this is partially her fault and the daggers trying to find a plan to fix this when reader don't pick up the phone and fan boy realizing what he did. Next morning he and Javvy go to her best friend house hoping she is there, best friend is mad at Jake but after hearing what really happened she get mad at Javvy because "that's exactly why I told you to not try and make her jealous" and tell Jake reader is for real out of town the next two weeks and she will talk to her. At the end of these weeks where Jake barely talked with his team and the team trying to reach reader trying to fix this mess, Jake get a text from her best friend telling reader will be back home, so he goes there hours early to make sure to not miss her, and when he finally see her the first thing he says is "it was my sister" and explain everything and finally admit their feelings.

Bonus scenes: Rooster going to reader house days after her return to talk one more time, but when he is near her place he see her and Jake making out so he goes back home keeping the secret that even with a little detour fan boy plan worked

Sorry it turned out so long!

Ohh I like this! I feel like this is a perfect 3x1 or 4x1 along the lines of - The three times reader and Jake acted like a couple and the one time Fanboy did something about it! I'll probably shorten up the ending but make it fluffy and sweet with some heavy angst.

Thank you anon!

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