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iovesia · 1 year

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HOW THEY ACT WHEN THEY'RE JEALOUS.

❥⠀masterlist. ⠀:⠀ ( keanu reeves masterlist. & gif credit. )

warnings: angst. gender neutral reader. slight fluff. insecurities. emotional hurt/little comfort. arguing. one mention of weed. not proof-read. english isn't my first language, apologies for any grammar errors!

characters included: ted logan (bill & ted), matt (river's edge), neo (the matrix trilogy), kevin lomax (the devil's advocate).

josie’s note .⁺ ˖ ⌒ i have too much to study to be writing this, but here we are! i'm slowly falling back into my keanu reeves phase (not that i ever left), so enjoy these quick little hcs! i had to include some of his more underrated characters. your media consumption is your own responsibility, read the warnings and enjoy!— reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated !! ♡

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ted would be the least jealous out of everyone on this roster. but it never bummed him out any less when he would watch you spending frequent time with someone else. hurts even more if it is someone that ted thinks you'd be better with. his insecurities begin to creep from the back of his mind when he'd hear about your new science partner that you've been assigned to for a class project. along with his head hurting from trying to understand any of the formulas you're writing down— his heart hung heavily in his chest. academics have never been ted's strongest suit, but he tried! but what if that wasn't good enough for you anymore? what if you wanted to date someone you could have intellectual conversations with? or someone who could spell "stallions" correctly? ted would be noticeably quieter when you two would hang out, and it'd take a while before he'd crack and tell you how he felt.

matt is jealous mostly out of fear— fear that he will lose you, the person who is the most important to him. he comes from a dysfunctional family: an working mother, a drunk stepfather, and a sociopathic little brother hellbent on causing mayhem. so it's safe to say that he's become very attached to you— the only stability in his chaotic world. he will often get jealous, resulting in late night arguments. the rage bubbling in his veins and he snaps, and his misdirected anger never fails to make your eyes brim with tears. expect matt to knock on your door the next morning. he mumbles soft apologies and wraps his arms around you, holding you close to his chest as you inhale the soft scent of weed and cigarettes staining his denim jacket.

neo knows that you're already his, and he trusts you. you would never betray him. the look of utter devotion in his eyes when he gazes at you is forever imprinted in your mind. you're two halves of a whole. he's not prone to jealousy when someone tries to hit on you. neo's body tenses when he sees you walking around the nebuchadnezzar with dozer, a hearty laugh escaping your lips. any bubbling insecurities fade when your eyes glance over to him, the heat rushing to his cheeks. it could be years that you're together, yet he finds himself flustered and blushing everytime.

one night, when kevin dragged you along to another one of john milton's parties, he had "momentarily" left you as he was reeled into another mind-numbingly boring conversation with some other lawyers at neighbouring firms. kevin is slightly possessive over you, so you hardly miss his narrow gaze when he sees one of his colleagues getting a little too friendly with you. with a clenched jaw, he excuses himself and almost immediately walks over to you. kevin thinks very highly of himself, so he's not exactly jealous as he is offended— offended at the idea that anyone thinks they have a shot with you. he wraps his arm tightly around your waist, and with a cheshire grin hanging on his lips, pulls you away.

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sulfurz · 10 months

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ೃ༄ TAP OUT (christian cage x reader)

ೃ༄ pairing: christian cage x fem!reader (ft. brother!edge)

ೃ༄ requested by: anon

Hi! Is there anyway I can request a Christian x Female!Reader one shot? Maybe she’s Adam’s younger sister and Christian’s girlfriend and she’s teaming with them against the Hardy’s and Lita and she ends up seriously injured and the boys are there with her the whole time taking care of her? Fluffy and angsty if possible please?

ೃ༄ warnings: light swearing, mentions of injury, inconsistent use of christian/jay and edge/adam

ೃ༄ word count: 2.1k

ೃ༄ note: hi anon!! i hope this is similar to what you wanted <3 i got off track with the hurt/comfort elements and the connection with jay hehe <3

the shout of the crowd was always the most exhilarating part of a match. standing against the turnbuckles, a perfect mirror image of lita on the other side of the ring, listening as your team partners worked the crowd from the ropes either side of you. it was your favourite part of the group you worked with, the dynamic which had your partners being the ones to act as your hype men, leaving you to revel in the energy before kicking off every match you began. it worked, and the crowd loved it, even if your positions were meant to be that of heel. it was hard to deny your popularity — no matter how much vince tried to push for the opposite.

if you glanced to your left, you’d see the man you loved bouncing so elegantly off of the mixed reaction from the crowd. it was hard to not spend your time staring at him, to keep your focus on intimidating the opponent when he just looked so good. but it was always worth it when you got the win.

even now, as christian jumped down from the middle rope, taking his place by your side and wasting no time in pressing his lips against yours, ignited by a holler of cheers from the crowd. they always ate up every moment the two of you showed your relationship on stage — and when they found out that relationship extended beyond storylines? well, your popularity skyrocketed.

what made it even more perfect was the perfect play from edge, rolling his eyes as he joined you by your right side. it was perfect really, the idea that your big brother hated your relationship but fought alongside you for the sake off the team — when in reality, adam loved the two of you together. sure, backstage his jokes never ceased, and you were more than often third wheeling with jay and adam as opposed to the other way around, but the in ring reactions he always had just added to your determination to prove yourself as a power couple.

the hardy siblings took their place by lita, jeff, unbeknownst to the crowd, sending a wink your way. and then the match was set.

the referee took his place, and amongst the crowd’s screams you could hear edge’s whisper of ‘let’s kick some ass’, coupled by one last squeeze of your hand from your boyfriend to your other side, before he launched into his signature pendulum kick to defend from matt hardy’s oncoming attack.

it was only up from there, elbow body shots all around, coupled with more than exhilarating special abilities you weren’t even aware your opponents had. no amount of fight calls could prepare you for some of the moves lita pulled on you, but you were always prepared with reversals when you got the chance. behind every move you could feel the crowd’s cheering thrumming in your veins, pushing you to get out of any compromising position to turn it around with your own abilities. you even attempted your brothers signature spear, knowing he’d rip you for it after the match.

at one point, christian managed to get jeff hardy with his killswitch, but the man, as planned, kicked out at the last second.

then, it all went wrong.

vaguely, you could see the hardy boyz and high impact battling it out in a series of moves you couldn’t pinpoint, as you were focused on defending yourself against lita’s own high power attacks.

as she went to performance her signature moonsault, the plan called for you to reverse her mid air, but as her body collided with yours, the sudden, piercing pain in your leg caused for you both to go tumbling to the floor. you hit the surface harder than expected, lita’s weight on top of you an added pressure as something twinged in all the wrong ways. she knew immediately what had happened, and quicker than expected the woman was playing it off but wasting no time in leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“you okay?” she questioned in the privacy of just the both of you, face positioned in the crowds blind spot.

you nodded, expecting to be able to walk it off. as you rose to continue with the planned moves, the pain in your leg became unbearable, and before you had even stood to full attention, you were back down on the surface of the ring.

this time, lita wasn’t the only one to turn her attention to you. previously engaged in their own personal battles, christian was the first to react, immediately giving some sort of signal to his currently one of the brothers so that he could attend to your side. edge held up appearances, taking on both of the hardy brothers but you were sure they were all watching you from the side.

christian’s hands were on your waist, momentarily dulling the spiking pain from below your waist. “y/n? you okay?”

you went to nod your head, halt your boyfriends worries before they began, but the pain returned tenfold and all you could manage was a pained yell as you gripped at one of his forearms weaker than before. christian knew immediately, his unoccupied hand raising to your cheek as he tried shallowly to comfort you between pulses of pain. there were some words exchanged between him and lita, sounds you couldn’t quite make out amongst the ache, and then the referee was signalling with crossed arms for a time out.

finally, amongst keeping up appearances, your brother rushed to your side, no longer occupied by the hardy siblings. he was behind christian, just as worried but without knowing where you were hurt, not wanting to touch incase of causing further harm. christian was vaguely saying something to him in the background, but his hands were just as grounding before.

from the side of the ring, you could see the medics appear through the ropes, and even as they pushed everyone away, christian remained by your side.

somewhere in your peripheral, lita was explaining what happened to the medical professionals, but all you could focus on was your boyfriends soft whispers, shrouded by anxiety.

“can you move? can you sit up?” before you could even answer, christian was peppering you with concern again “you haven’t hurt your back right? shit — if you’ve hurt your back—“

you squeezed his arm before he could panic anymore. “i’m okay. my backs fine it’s just— my leg— i think i tore something—“

there was a gentle hand in your hair, brushing back strands whilst you lay until the medics shifted your leg, and you couldn’t help the guttural scream that left your throat. you were suddenly being shifted, your leg in the air as they put some strap to provide pressure, the pain unbearable until your head was being moved too. whilst they iced your muscle down the best they could, christian had moved until your head was placed gently on his thighs. hands caressing your hair and whatever inch of you he could reach in a pale but appreciated nonetheless.

“jay—“ you whined weakly, reaching your hand as far as it could go to tap his thigh. he was there on instant, tangling your fingers together and bringing his lips down to press a kiss to your knuckles. you could hear a cheer at the action, some concerned, some maybe convinced it was all part of it, but all you cared about right now was keeping your attention on christian. “it hurts.”

“i know. i know baby.” and he did better than anyone. you had been there by his side through more than one injury, and now it seemed it was time for him to do the same. one of the medics said something to him, and then christian was turning his attention back to you. “can you get up, sweetheart? i’ll help you.”

your attempt to nod was muffled by the awkward position you were in, but then christian was moving from under you until he could firmly grab at both of your hands. you tried to place your uninjured foot to pull you up, but it was to little avail, having to rely on your boyfriends strength alone to get you standing. the second you were back on your feet (or foot, considering your current predicament), edge was back by your side, and the boys took their positions under each of your arms.

a firm, yet caring hand on your bare stomach drew your attention to you brother.

“you still with us, champ?” he joked, pulling a weak smile of you as the two men helped you through the ropes.

you barely remembered the journey backstage, too busy thinking about the repercussions of whatever you had pulled — or worse, torn. but there was no need to worry about that now when your boys were on either side, attentive as ever to every need.

it brought you back to the time you received your first injury, nothing more than a dislocated shoulder shortly after your debut.

christian and you weren’t together back then, but it was certainly the beginning of something. you remembered sitting in the hospital, way past visiting hours, with a worried adam to your side, hand tightly gripping yours. jay was there too, refusing to leave despite his lack of full association to you. it was the first moment you realised how deeply he cared for you.

it was all very deja vu now, except this time, it was jay holding your hand in the medical room, with adam pacing back and forth like a mad man whilst you waited to be attended to. he was, if you even glanced for a moment, furious.

ignoring adam’s internal plight, jay lowered his voice, skin still clammy from adrenaline, but warn as you leant into him. “you were a beast out there, injury or not.” he emphasised his words with a kiss to your temple, pulling the briefest of smiles out of your anxious self.

“what happens now?” you whispered, the turmoil evident as ever in your voice. jay could only shrug, pressing another soft kiss to your temple before you adjusted your position so you could press your lips against his.

“whatever happens, we’ll be with you every step of the way, okay?” he rested his forehead against yours, revelling in the moment until the sound of your brother’s pacing pulled him out of the moment “adam, you ass, you’re worrying her more.”

adam turned to his best friend, fury evident on his face but features relaxing the moment you sent him a sympathetic look. “i’m just pissed, they should have been more prepared for something like this in such a high stakes match.”

“no one can predict it,” you empathised, leaning into jay’s side as you spoke “nothing was botched, i just clearly had my leg in the wrong position.”

“still! why is no one here attending to you? if you’ve torn your acl and they’re off gallivanting around—“

“adam.” jay spoke sternly, his hand not holding yours outstretched in a pause symbol.

glancing between the two of you, the harsh lines on adam’s forehead didn’t disappear until you outstretched your unoccupied arm to him. you could see the moment he battled with the internal angel and devil, before his face softened and he stepped towards you, taking your hand tightly in both of his and placing an extended kiss to the available skin.

you let yourself relax for a moment, head lolling against jay’s shoulder whilst your brother crouched down in front of you. your leg was still strapped from foot to thigh, no one wanting to take any chances, but you tried just for a moment to ignore what was to come and revel in the moment with your fellow company.

adam was in deep thought, allowing you just a moment of reprise in which you turned your head up to see jay already looking down at you. his brow was creased in concern, and you couldn’t help but release his hand to run your thumb along his temple, smoothing out the lines that had appeared. despite the circumstances, he offered you a soft smile.

“no matter what happens, i’m proud of you, you know that?” he spoke quietly, leaning into your touch as your hand rested against his cheek.

“i know.” you whispered in response. amongst everything, one thing you would never doubt was jay’s care for you, and the pride the man carried whenever he saw you in action. “i’ll be okay right?”

jay glanced in adam’s direction. you weren’t sure if the older of the two was looking, but there was an understanding that flashed across your boyfriends eyes before he turned back to face you. “as long as we’ve got each other, right?”

you smiled, lifting your lips to his in another soft kiss. “as long as we’ve got each other.”

a/n: thank you for such a cute request anon!! i always have fun writing any dynamic that involves jay/adam as they are my faves <3 i hope this at least somewhat did justice to your request!

#✍🏻 requests : anon #christian cage x reader #christian cage imagines #christian cage imagine #christian x reader #christian imagine #christian cage #edge imagines #edge x reader #wwe imagines #mentioned:#lita #jeff hardy #matt hardy

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