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incognito-girl · 11 months

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paper - ella toone

You had never seen you little sister so excited. Today she would be as she put it ‘making sure ella got onto the pitch ok." Every time she has said this you couldnt keep your laughter at bay. She would be a player escort for Ella Toone in wembly stadium.

The pair of you had to be there two hours before the kick off to ensure Kitty would know where you were after and so she knew what was going on before the match. You got to the stadium at a quarter past eleven, you were about fifteen minutes early but you couldn’t say no to the girl in the back of your car that was telling you all about Ella Toone. You wont lie to yourself, you were a big fan of the young lioness you had gone to a good few Manchester United matches to see her play.

On this day you were wearing your ‘Toone’ England jersey and a pair of denim shorts. Kitty was wearing an outfit that perfectly matched yours, you just could never say no to your mini me.

“You excited Kitty?” you ask the young girl turning around in your seat so you could see her properly. “YES!” she shouts out slightly jumping in her seat. “Alright then good to know.’ you say winking at her and beginning to get out of the car to help your young sister. You unbuckle her and pick her up while grabbing the hello kitty bag that was in the seat beside her. You sling one of the straps over your shoulder and press a kiss to your young sisters temple. After a few steps she asks to be placed down and not be carried as she was a big girl and could walk. You just chuckled at her and placed her down as she grabbed your hand. “I love you.” you say to the young girl. “I love you too!” she says gleefully.

You go over to one of the security that would be checking your tickets and you show him your tickets that said about the player escort. She quickly told you where to go as you thank her and lead your sister away. Once you get inside the building you are lead to a large room full of parents, who look very stressed as they fix their childrens hair or clothes, and some very excited children who just cant sit still much to their parents dismay. You pick up kitty once again and place her on your lap once you find a seat. You just sat with her as she spoke about something that happened at school the previous day.

Suddenly everyone goes quiet in the room and Kitty whisper shouts “look there is Ella!” the people sitting around you laugh lightly at the young girl who was sitting on your lap as Ella looks at the pair of you and sends a wave. Kitty squeals at this burying her face into your chest getting embarrassed in front of her idol. Sarina Wigman soon calls out who everyone would be walking out so there would be no confusion “Catherine Y/l/n with Ella Toone!” she says last. Kitty squeals out happily getting confirmation from the older woman that she would get to walk out with Ella. “Please go to your partners.” you hear Sarina call out before the their is a stampede of parents and children going up to the Lionesses and introducing themselves. You take your little sisters hand in your own and start to lead her over to the brunette girl, a sudden shyness taking over her usual bubbly personality.

You smile up at the slightly taller girl. “Hi! How are you?” she asks while looking between the pair of you “hi.” kitty quietly says to the brunette with a small smile on her face. Ella smiles at you as she goes to bend down to kittys height. “Whats your name?” Ella asks your sister. “Catherine.” she quietly told the older girl. You also bend down now hoping that it will help your sister come out of her shell a bit. “Everyone calls her Kitty.” you say placing a hand on your sisters back. “What has gotten you so shy?” you say quietly to her. Ella just smiles at how kind you were to your little sister. “Who is with you today?” The brunette asks your sister hoping to get her talking a bit more. “My big sister Y/n/n.” She mumbles cluching onto your bicep. The three of you continue talking for another ten minutes, in this time your sister had gotten comfortable and ended up practically confessing your love for the brunette to the brunette, before the girls had to go warm up and prepare for the match ahead of them. You said goodbye to ella sending her a wave as she did the same.

Just before the match was going to begin you brought your sister back to the lionesses. She wrapped her arms around your neck as you crouched down to her height. “Ill be right there watching you. Just follow everyone else and you will find me sweetheart.” You say to the girl rubbing her back to ease her nerves. She pulls away with a smile on her face showcasing her excitement. “I love you y/n/n.” she says happily. “I love you so much kitty.” you say pressing a kiss to her forehead. You sand up and suddenly Kitty runs over to Ella as she is speaking with her fellow lioness and best friend, Alessia Russo. “ELLA!” your sister screams out engulfing her in a hug. “Hi kitty! Where is your sister?” “Somewhere over there.” she says turning around only to find you directly behind her. “Catherine, dont run away like that again. Ok?” you say a slightly agitated tone in your voice. She had promised she would be on her best behaviour today. “Yes, im sorry.” she says looking down at her hands and then up at the two star lionesses who were just looking at the pair of you. Suddenly embarrassed in front of the girl who you had quite a big crush on since the moment you had first watched her first england senior debut you drop it and just send a small smile down to your mini me and run your fingers through her hair. You smile up st the two girls and engage in conversation with them until its time for them to go out onto the pitch.

A few minutes after you get to your seat the lionesses all walk out hand in hand with the young children. Kitty looks over at you and waves at you. She taps Ella excitedly and points over to you. The brunette girls just laughs and sends you a wink. You flush at this, because of your crush on the girl this small action almost made your heart almost jump out of your mouth.

You stood proud watching Kitty sing the national anthem on the pitch infront of 90,000 people. Your phone was in your hand the entire time taking a video of the pair, wanting to be able to show your parents later on. After both of the teams had sang their respective anthems Ella bent down to your sisters height and wrapped her in a hug, before she was ushered away with the rest of the children. She ran up to you as you held out your arms for her “Did you see me singing?” she asked you as she pulled away from your tight embrace. “Yes, i did! Well done!” you said while smiling at your little sisters excitement. Soon after your little reunion the starting whistle sounded.

The match was brutal to say the least. Four yellow cards had been awarded to the Lionesses while Italy had received a red card and five yellow cards. Your sister sat in awe of all of the women on the field. Every single person she idolised was on the pitch at once. It was nothing like back home when you would only see little dots of red for the different players. All of the girls begin to make their way around to the fans to say thank you for being there. Still high on the win Ella beings to think. You were gorgeous Alessia had said she would try get your number just to rile her up and it worked. She liked you. That was ridiculous though, she barely knew you. All she knew was that you were gorgeous, kind, thoughtful and selfless. How could she like you? But on the flipside how couldnt she like you. You had selflessly spent your saturday with your sister so she could meet her idols. You had been minding her all day. You were absolutely gorgeous. She learned you went to about five different shops to get your sister her jersey to match yours just to see her happy.

These thoughts is what led her to this moment, her legs moving her body faster than she could think. A small piece of paper folded up in her hand that she was fiddling with nervously. She was making her way over to you, never once taking her gaze off you, you had a beaming smile taking over your features as you laughed at something Kitty said. Before she knew it she was too close to back out. This was when her thoughts went from how beautiful you looked to “fuck, no backing out now.” as your beautiful eyes looked at her gleaming. She looks down nervously at her hands, the paper in it beginning to get crumpled as she had been playing with it for quite some time.

Her stomach erupts with butterflies as she approaches you. “Hi!” she says smiling at you. “Hello Ella!” Kitty says loudly pulling her attention away from you. She send her a smile as Kitty begins to talk to her about the match excitedly. After about thirty seconds of them discussing the match Ellas saviour makes an appearance to distract Kitty from Ella. Alessia Russo. In this moment she thanked god that she followed her on instagram all those years ago. “Hello!” she says smiling down at your younger sister. Kitty squeals happily from the attention of the blonde girl quickly wrapping her up in a conversation.

Ella just silently thanks Alessia for knowing exactly when to come and save her. “Hi.” she says looking at you. “How are you?” you ask the girl who was nervously fiddling with something that was in her hands. “Im good, so happy about the win.” she says while looking around nervously. “Whats in your hands?” you ask your gaze gone from the brunettes pretty face to her hands. Her nails were painted red making your focus fall onto them for a second too long. “Oh uhh, its em, nothing.” she says stuttering through the sentence. “Let me see it then.” you say with a playful glint now in your eyes. “No!” she says suddenly a crimson colour taking over her face. “Cmon please let me see it!” you say while trying to grab the piece of paper out of her hand. After another few seconds of play fighting with the brunette you get the small piece of paper out of her hands. You unfold it quickly scanning it to see the girls handwriting on it.

text me sometime y/n if you would ever want to go out ;)

xxx-xxxx-xxxx

You smile at the note as you feel your cheeks begin to flush. “So who is this y/n?” you say chuckling at the girl, growing more confident. “Just some girl.” she replies laughing along with you. “Ill keep it safe with me.” you say while sliding it into your back pocket. “Alright thanks. Send me a message so i can pick it up from you when i want to give it to her.” she says laughing with you. You continue to talk for another while before Mary jumps on her back telling her they need to go to get changed now. “Ill see you hopefully soon Ella.” you say smiling at the brunette. “Its up to you. Bye.” she laughs while shaking her head and sending you a wave that you happily reciprocate as she walks away.

At around seven o’clock you make it back to your parents and dropped your sister off. She excitedly showed them the video of her with Ella telling them stories about her and acting like her to explain ot them the different interactions they had. You finally get away from your excited family after about an hour to finally make your way home.

When you got home you got to think about the day that whizzed past you, and the girl that you had ‘robbed’ a piece of paper from. You reach into your back pocket and take it out inspecting it closely. A smile takes over your features, leaving you sitting on your couch smiling like an idiot at the corner of a page that had the girls neat handwriting across it in green ink. Your hands begin to shake due to nerves and excitement as you type the number into your phone and save it. You sit pondering what to message her, hoping to break the ice. As you write it out your hands shake even more and your stomach knots with how nervous you felt. Your celebrity crush had given you her number. She came up to you at the end of the match as if you were her girlfriend and not someone she had met just a few hours before. Your mind began to wander as you hit send without thinking about the message you had been contemplating just beforehand.

To: Ella 🤍

y/n : when will you need the paper? i cant mind it forever. 😒

You just sat there staring at it. Shocked that you had actually done it. You dont know how long you were sitting there in shock before you see how the text you sent goes from read, to the three dots showing up to indicate she was typing before a new message from the young lioness was displayed on your phone screen.

Ella🤍: i guess i can meet you for coffee to get it off you. 🙄

You smile lovingly at this offer. Not liking how much of an effect the girl you had met not even twelve hours ago had on you.

All because of your little sister.

And not a day went by where you didn’t silently thank her.

Not your first anniversary.

Not your fifth where Ella had proposed.

Not your wedding night where instead of silently thanking her you thanked the teenager in your vows. The girl who had grown to be a carbon copy of yourself just beamed at you and how happy you were with the girl.

It was safe to say your story was absolutely unbelievable and one you happily told your children while wrapped up in eachothers arms. The pair of you had never been able to get over how much you loved eachother.

Even after all those years.

#woso soccer #woso one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #lionesses #woso fanfics #manchester united #ella toone #ella toone image #ella toone x reader

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 8 months

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Can I please have something about Mjf x reader at All In in London? You can chose whatever you want to write I couldn’t think of anything sorry

London bridge

Summary: You and Max go sightseeing before the big PPV

Word count: 897

Main Masterlist MJF Masterlist

Y/n’s pov:

I woke up this morning with the sun shining in my eyes, it was a cool chilly day in London. Max and I had arrived in London a few days before the PPV to sightsee and catch up on some much needed rest. For the most part we had adjusted to the time difference but of course Max being Max needs his beauty rest. I felt nervous, tomorrow was All In. Max would be wrestling two matches and somehow I managed to get dragged into the rivalry with best friends and the BCC. That means I will be a part of the stadium stampede for the second time in my career. Double or Nothing 2020 I was a part of the Elite’s team and here we are in 2023 on the side of The Best Friends. To be completely honest I was worried about Max’s matches and not my own, sure I was a female and saw the twitter gossip saying I should not be in such a violent match but that didn’t bother me. What did bother me was how Max’s relationship with Adam Cole would turn out to be when this is all over.

My thoughts were broken when I felt Max put his arm around my waste and pull me close into his chest. “Go back to sleep, we still have time” I looked at the clock and it read *7:15 am*. I wanted to cave and let Max continue to use me as a human body pillow but my mind was awake.

“Max, you need to let go of me, I need to get up!” I said, trying to break free of his grasp.

“Y/n, I know you are stressed out right now, but killing yourself in that gym isn’t going to do anything” How did he know I was planning on going to the fitness room in our hotel that was just so conveniently located on the same floor as our room? “I know you Y/n, just stay for a little bit longer then we can go out for a nice breakfast” said a very sleepy Max.

His words were true, he did know me, almost too well. When Max and I first met five years ago at the first All In we instantly clicked, slowly becoming friends and four years later lovers. One of my bad habits I had picked up during my time in Japan was working out till your worked out. Working out to the point of exhaustion, muscles on fire, body in pain, begging for it to stop but not being able to. Countless hours nonstop of intense training as a punishment for feeling feelings that are meant to be felt. As much as I hated to admit it, Max was right. Working out till i’m worked out the day before the biggest PPV in not only the history of AEW but Professional Wrestling itself was stupid. But It was killing me just lying there staring up at the ceiling of our hotel room not being able to fall back asleep. So I decided to get up, shower and get ready for the day while Max slept a little longer.

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Max’s Pov

I love Y/n but sometimes she worries me. Everyone was nervous and stressed about All In but I could tell there was something else that was bothering her, even if she didn’t know it. So, I thought a nice breakfast would brighten her up and take some of the stress away, and if that didn’t work, well maybe a nice massage would do the trick.

Y/n and I walked around the streets of London for a while before finding a cafe which had an amazing view of the London bridge. Even though it is August it was still chilly. I wore pants with a nice sweater alongside my Burberry scarf of course. Y/n had jeans and her Burberry jacket to keep her warm with the cool breeze. The two of us had high tea. Even though I despise going for tea (since my mother always forced me to go with her ever since I was little) I sucked it up and did it for Y/n because I know she enjoys it. Doing things you don’t like for the other is part of being in a relationship, something Y/n taught me. Not to be selfish and help me to become a better person, I will always be grateful for that.

Tea consisted of mini sandwiches, scones, pastries, fruit and of course tea. I enjoyed it more than I thought I would and was happy to see it help Y/n feel better. After we finished we spent the remainder of the day walking around town. We stopped in many different small shops, ate delicious pastries and even got to see the London bridge.

I was so glad to see how genuinely happy Y/n was, being able to forget about what tomorrow held even if it was just for a few hours. It was moments like these where we acted like real people. Not focused on acting a certain way for the sake of a camera. Tomorrow we would be MJF and Y/W/N but for now we were just Max and Y/n, two people who rarely were let out into the real world.

#bullet clubs bitch #aew smut #all elite wrestling #aew #aew fanfiction #mjf fanfiction #mjf imagine #mjf #mjf smut #mjf x reader #mjf aew #maxwell jacob friedman #maxwell jacob friedman masterlist #mjf masterlist #Maxwell Jacob friedman fanfic #pro wrestling #aew wrestling #aew all in

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paradoxunknown · 8 months

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Some of y’all are really bitching about the Stadium Stampede match at All In? Keep that to yourself cause the rest of us are actually really excited to see it so 🤫

#aew #all elite wrestling #I went on Twitter and made myself grumpy #I really need to stay off that hell sight because it’s trash #blackpool combat club #jon moxley #wheeler yuta #bcc #claudio castagnoli #eddie kingston #penta el zero miedo #rey fenix #chuck taylor #orange cassidy #trent barreta #all in #wembley

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bayleymania · 8 months

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Me watching the Stadium Stampede match with all the violence, all the blood and all the weapons.

#aew #all in #lexie speaks

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westofessos · 6 months

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Let’s discuss Best Friends because I’m so mad.

Best Friends (Trent & Chuck) have only won 5 matches as a tag team in 2023. None of them were on Dynamite or Collision, and only one was against non-jobber opponents.

April 19 (ROH) vs Joe Ocasio & Mookie Summers

March 23 (Rampage) vs Kings of the Black Throne (Malakai Black & Brody King)

March 8 (Elevation) vs Olumide & Starboy Charlie

February 8 (Elevation) vs Aydan Colt & Frank Stone

January 4 (Elevation) vs Chaos Project (Serpentico & Luther)

They’ve lost 6. All were against non-jobber opponents.

April 12 (Rampage) vs Aussie Open

May 24 (Rampage) vs Big Bill & Lee Moriarty

July 26 (Dynamite) (Three Way) vs Lucha Bros, BCC

August 3 (Rampage) vs BCC

August 30 (Rampage) (Tag Team Battle Royal)

September 20 (Rampage) (Four Way) vs The Righteous, The Hardys, The Kingdom

September 30 (Collision) vs The Kingdom

As a trio (with Orange Cassidy, Rocky Romero, Bandido, or Danhausen) they have won exactly 2. Both were on dark matches against SAP.

January 2 (Elevation) w/Orange Cassidy vs Spanish Announce Project (Luther & Serpentico) & Zack Clayton

May 3 (Dynamite - Dark Match) w/Rocky Romero vs Nick Comoroto & Spanish Announce Project (Serpentico & Angelico)

As a trio, they have lost 6, all against non-jobber opponents.

January 25 (Rampage) w/Danhausen vs Jay Lethal, Jeff Jarrett, and Satnam Singh

April 5 (Dynamite) w/Orange Cassidy vs House of Black

May 10 (Dynamite) w/Bandido vs House of Black

May 17 (Rampage) w/Bandido vs BCC

June 7 (Dynamite) w/Rocky Romero vs BCC

June 14 (Rampage) w/Rocky Romero vs United Empire (Jeff Cobb, Kyle Fletcher, Will Ospreay)

As a team of four or five, they have won 6. None of these were on Dynamite or Rampage, and only one was against non-jobber opponents.

February 15 (Elevation) w/Dark Order (Alex Reynolds, Evil Uno, John Silver) vs The Butcher & The Blade and The Firm (Ethan Page, Isiah Kassidy, Matt Hardy)

April 7 (Rampage - Dark Match) w/The Firm (Isiah Kassidy, Matt Hardy) vs Kip Sabian, The Butcher and The Blade, and Zack Clayton

April 26 (ROH) w/Action Andretti, Darius Martin, and Stu Grayson vs The Kingdom & The Varsity Athletes

August 27 (All In - Stadium Stampede) w/Orange Cassidy, Eddie Kingston, and Penta el Zero Miedo vs BCC, Santana, and Ortiz

September 2 (ROH) w/Action Andretti and Darius Martin vs The Outrunners and The Workhorseman

October 4 (Rampage) w/The Hardys vs Angelo Parker, Matt Menard, Daniel Garcia, and Jake Hager

As a team of four or five, they have lost two.

June 21 (Rampage) w/Rocky Romero and YOH vs Swerve Strickland and United Empire (Jeff Cobb, Kyle Fletcher, Will Ospreay)

June 25 (Forbidden Door - Zero Hour) w/Rocky Romero and El Desperado vs The Mogul Embassy

Their overall record in 2023 is 13-14

Which is piss poor for a tag team that has been with AEW since the beginning, and has been extremely over with the fans for all four years, especially since almost all of their wins this year have been on Rampage, Elevation, or ROH against jobbers. Against almost all of the opponents of significance, they’ve lost.

Stop. Treating. Best. Friends. Like. Jobbers.

#sorry I’m just so annoyed #I love best friends as a tag team and as a stable so so so much #the fact that they’ve never had the tag belts? insane.#or even the trios belts with orange #just treat my boys better tony #aew #all elite wrestling #best friends #trent beretta #chuck taylor #orange cassidy #rocky romero #bandido #danhausen

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allelitedweaming · 8 months

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Chuck Taylor x Reader - Post Stadium Stampede

The Big One

Chuck Taylor x Reader

smut, oral sex (male receiving), 18+

Chuck's hairline still had dried blood crusted to the roots of the follicles. You were sitting across from him at the tiny table in your hotel room, watching him eat his french fries. Every molecule in your body wanted to reach out and touch him, take care of him, wet a cloth and wipe his forehead. He noticed you staring and smiled. His mouth was still full. "Will you stop worrying?" He laughed. "I'm fine. I promise."

You trusted him. That was never the issue. The issue was you watched the match. You knew what they'd all put their bodies through. It was so hard to have to watch him on the monitor, to not be able to be by his side. "You still have blood in your hair," you told him softly, trying not to betray how desperate you felt.

He laughed again. "Yeah, but it's not my blood. That's the amazing part." He popped another three or four fries in his mouth. "See, usually the other guy wins, they play his music, and he walks up the ramp all covered with my blood. This time our dumb song played and I got to walk up the ramp covered in their blood. And some of Orange's, I guess."

You put your hand to your mouth gingerly. Suddenly your heart was swelling with so much pride you could hardly stand it. These last few weeks had been such an emotional roller coaster, and by some miracle the boys had won the big one and come out on top. Seeing them walk up the ramp together at Wembley, in front of so many adoring fans, it was too much for you to bear. You'd always known he deserved it, but seeing it happen was difficult to process.

Chuck finished his fries and licked his fingertips. "What's the matter? You don't believe me?"

Before you could answer, he stood up and scooped you up into his arms. You let out a short, loud yelp. "Chuckie!!"

He started laughing and swinging you back and forth while holding you bridal style in his arms. You laughed too, and wrapped your arms around his neck to held on tightly. As his movements started to slow, he kissed the top of your head. "What can I do to prove to you I'm fine?" He asked. You could hear him breathing heavier than before. His breath smelled like salt and fried food, but it was warm and pleasant on your cheek. You loved to be so close. "Do you want to kiss it better?"

He laid you down on the hotel bed and you propped yourself up on your elbows as he stood above you at the side of the bed. "Where does it hurt?" You asked him, your voice barely breaking above a whisper. You could practically feel your heart in your throat when you saw his expression soften.

He jumped over you and crashed down onto the empty spot on the bed next to you. "My arms are sore," he admitted, wiggling to position himself on his back with his head on the pillow. It reminded you of watching him position himself on the canvas as his opponent climbed the turnbuckle. You turned on your side to face him and planted a kiss on his shoulder, his bicep, the soft spot inside his elbow. "My chest definitely hurts." You leaned over further and kissed him through his t-shirt, your lips landing on the 'A' in 'STATLANDER.'

You locked eyes with him again, his eyes weren't so soft and melting anymore. Now there was something burning behind his irises. The same thing burning in your stomach as you felt the warmth from both of your bodies mingling in the middle of your hotel bed. Holding his gaze, you reached down and started to undo the buckle of his belt. He pulled his arms out from his sides to give you space, inviting you to continue. You pulled his pants down. He helped by shimmying his hips a little and lifting his butt off the mattress. He was wearing blue boxer briefs and you could tell he was already reacting physically to your touch.

You swung one leg over his inside leg so you were straddling it with one of your knees landing between his thighs. He laced his fingers together behind his head and grinned at you. "You're so fucking beautiful." Sometimes the way he complimented you, so confident and self assured, made you feel lightheaded. You leaned down, steadying yourself with your hands on his chest, and kissed him sweetly.

"I'm so proud of you," you whispered with your lips still practically touching his.

He put one hand on the back of your head, cradling your skull and pulling you back in for another deeper kiss. He wrapped his other arm around your waist to hold you tight against his body. Your lips moved easily against each other, tongues slipping past each other, figuring out where to go next. He pulled away first, threading his fingers through your hair and tugging lightly to expose your neck to him. Slowly, he kissed the center column of your throat, dragging his teeth gently against your skin. When he heard you sigh contentedly, he bit down softly and started to suck the skin until it turned bright pink. You whimpered and melted further into him until your chests were almost flush pressed together.

As his kisses slowed, you started to kiss his forehead, the bridge of his nose, his lips, his chin, his jaw, his neck. Then you shifted your weight down on the bed to continue down his chest and his stomach. You pulled the fabric of his t-shirt up slightly to kiss the exposed skin of his stomach, just below his belly button. Then, through the fabric of his boxer briefs, you wrapped your lips around his half hard member and exhaled until he could feel the warmth of your breath. His body shuddered and you smiled up at him. He brought both his hands to your head, fingers tangling in your hair without applying any pressure.

You tugged down the waistband of the briefs until his cock was freed, then cupped his balls with one hand, massaging tenderly as you planted kisses along his happy trail, turning as you reached his bush to avoid making contact to his cock with your mouth. He groaned but you could hear a soft chuckle at the tail end of the sound. He was getting harder in front of your eyes and his cock twitched slightly as he waited for you to take him. You sat back on your heels and pulled your shirt over your head, revealing a patterned sports bra. You used the hair tie around your waist to pull your hair back into a high ponytail. Smiling down at him, you licked your lips. "I want you to relax," you told him, placing a palm flat on his chest. "You earned it."

You bent back down, leaving your arm extended with your hand on his heart. He'd showered after the match and his skin still smelled like the Dove body wash that the hotel provided but it was mingled with that Chuck smell that intoxicated you whenever you drank him in. You took him in your mouth in one smooth movement, taking him to the hilt and letting his tip hit the back of your throat.

"Jesus fuck," he grunted as his hands returned to the back of your head. He'd often ghost his palms along the back and sides of your skull while you were working, as if he was guiding an opponent to the next move. It made you smile. With your free hand, you reached around and laid it flat on one of his hands until you could feel his palm and fingers all making firm contact with your head. He followed your lead and pressed his other hand down, thrusting up very slightly into your mouth until you started to gag around him. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he breathed. "That feels so good baby."

As he released his grip, you released your suction and pulled up slowly, sticking your tongue out and dragging it up his shaft to wet it as much as possible with the movement. You swirled the tip of your tongue around the tip of his cock, then took him in your mouth again, this time moving up and down a few times to establish a rhythm. You could still hear him sighing as he watched you. Every few bobs, you would lower your lips all the way down again, taking him into your throat and fucking yourself with his cock as your spit pooled around his base.

After a few minutes of this, when you came up for air again, he held your face in both his hands. "There's actually something I've always wanted to do," he said. He was panting slightly, his cheeks were flushed a deep red. "I think this bed has the right headboard for it. It's taller than ours at home."

"Okay," you grinned at him, wiping your lips with the back of your hand.

"Get on your back," he told you. You complied and he straddled you. "Can I fuck your face?" He asked, looking down at you. You felt a surge of heat rush through your entire body at once, like you'd been struck by lightning while you were already inside an erupting volcano. You nodded eagerly as you felt your face take on a deeper shade of red. "Okay. If it gets to be too much, just tap my belly three times." He grabbed your wrist, guiding your hand to his stomach. You tapped three times and he nodded. "Exactly. Does that work?" You nodded again, your breathing was starting to get shallow. There was that lightheaded feeling again.

He spit into his palm and spread it over his cock as he started to inch up your body until his thighs were under your armpits and his hard on was right in front of your face. Steadying himself on the headboard, he used his other hand to guide himself past your lips. He slid easily into your mouth, the spit that had been cooling in the air mingling with the warm spit on your tongue as he pushed back to hit your throat again. He stopped and looked down at you, checking to make sure you were alright. You blinked at him slowly to show you were calm and not to worry. Biting his lip in concentration, he put both hands on the headboard and started to move, fucking your mouth slowly at first but increasing his tempo as he went.

"Fuck baby that feels good," he grunted. "You're so good for me, baby." You stuck your tongue out until the tip poked past your lips, letting spit spill out past them and bubble up around the base of his cock. The wet sound of you gagging on him and his labored breathing filled the room. You could tell from the slight hitch in his hips as he moved that he was going to cum soon right before he asked, "Where do you want it baby?"

You reached back and put your hands on both his hips, holding him tightly so he knew he didn't have to stop. At the realization, he let out a shuddering sigh. His body tilted forward slightly and he thrust three more times, cumming in your mouth at the last movement. You rubbed the small of his back as he pulled out. He fell back to a seated position between your legs. He watched as you swallowed his load and wiped the sides of your lips with your thumb.

"Where the hell did they make you?"

"Born in the U. S. of A," you told him, raising your hand to your forehead for a salute.

He pounced on you, pinning your wrists on either side of your head and smiling down at you. "Do you feel better?" He asked, kissing you and nipping at your bottom lip playfully.

"You've still got blood in your hair," you told him with your brow furrowed. He burst into delighted laughter and rolled over to pull you into his arms and cover you with kisses.

#aew x reader #aew fanfiction #aew imagines #aew imagine #chuck taylor x reader

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underratedandoverit · 4 months

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Hello there!

i wanna request just..The best friends, Orange, the whole group just in a hug pile...for some reason I'm very soft when it comes to hugs

819 words best friends (orange cassidy, kris statlander, trent baretta, chuck taylor)

ssssoooo i may or may not have finally rewatched stadium stampede from all in 2023 and i still have A LOT of feelings about that match. so this takes place the day after that. i just wanted them all to be very sweet to the suffering little clementine 💜 i hope this is anything, enjoy!!

can be read as platonic or shippy poly friends, whichever floats your boat theres minor mentions of blood but thats about it, other than that its just friends supporting friends and fluff

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate

on ao3

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Everything ached. Cassidy was awake, but refused to open his eyes, feeling the pounding on the side of his head, followed by the stiffness in his neck. Even trying to move his arms as he rolled to his side on the bed hurt, putting any strength into the movement made him feel like he was going to throw up from the sheer pain alone.

He was very aware how rough last night had been, both physically and mentally, but it had been such a long time since Cassidy had last felt it like this that he had almost forgotten how bad the pain was. Getting battered, bruised, and bloodied was one thing, watching his friends go through it as well mostly because of him was another, him shoving his hand into glass and getting cuts and blood everywhere was a whole another suitcase he didn’t want to unpack.

Cassidy winced a little at the sound of the hotel room door opening, even the quietest sound feeling like rumbling in his ears. Even the stadium he had performed the night before didn’t sound as loud as that in his head.

He wasn’t obviously going to get any more sleep so he forced his eyes open, it taking a second for his vision to focus, watching as a familiar looking hand lowered a small bottle of painkillers and a glass of water on the nightstand next to him. Cassidy carefully moved his head, eyes looking up towards Kris, who only smiled back at him as the pain was so obvious on his face she didn’t want to make it worse. He watched as she turned away from him, a finger rising on her lips, clearly shushing the other people in the room on his behalf.

Cassidy was thankful, but it wasn’t like it was going to make that big of a difference.

Without a word he slowly sat up, the painful moans and groans following every movement until he was finally able to throw his legs over the edge of the bed. He closed his eyes to steady himself for a moment, trying to push the painful headache away for at least long enough until he got something to relieve it in him. Reaching an arm for the bottle of painkillers was equally as painful, and Cassidy wasn’t going to lie if someone asked how he was holding up.

Barely.

He struggled for a moment trying to get the bottle open, followed by a defeated sigh as after a few weak attempts he wasn’t making any progress. As Cassidy was about to give up, another hand joined in, carefully taking the bottle from his hands, easily rolling the top of it open and pouring two pills out of it into the palm of his hand. Cassidy watched them, quietly, without a word popping them into his mouth before he was offered the glass of water. He glanced up at Trent, who only nodded back to him and continued to hold the glass for him even after Cassidy reached for it, making sure it was in much more secure hands than in the blond’s trembling ones, carefully tilting it so Cassidy could get a proper drink out of it.

Getting even slightly hydrated was doing him some good, but Cassidy had to admit he still didn’t feel much better. He knew it was going to take some time for the painkillers to kick in, and he just had to wait. Unfortunately for him he was an impatient one, but the soft brush of a hand against his arm soon caught his attention, Cassidy glancing over his shoulder back towards the bed, seeing the familiar face of Chuck smiling back at him as he carefully took a hold of the blond’s arm, nudging him softly back to the bed.

With a little help from Trent to try to help with his aching body, Cassidy was soon positioned in front of Chuck who was sitting up against the headboard, hands carefully running over the tensed up upper back of the blond. Cassidy tried to keep quiet as he felt the jolts of pain through his body, but little by little the hands carefully massaging his back were starting to have the desired effects. Cassidy could feel himself slowly relaxing, his breathing easier, the headache beginning to fade.

After a while the hands stopped, Chuck just steadying him a little as his arms wrapped around Cassidy’s midsection, pulling him against his chest. Cassidy didn’t resist, feeling comfortable for the first time in hours, even more so as he felt the bed shift on either side of them, more arms pulling them into careful, comforting hugs as Kris and Trent joined in.

There was a hint of smile on Cassidy’s lips as silence fell back into the hotel room, all of them just settling in comfortably in each other's arms. These truly were his best friends.

#drabble #character: orange cassidy #character: chuck taylor #character: trent baretta #character: kris statlander #wrestling fanfiction #aew fanfiction #request

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heelkenny · 11 months

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Hangman said that he and Kenny were never really friends. He's right, in a sense. Their relationship has always been complicated, and they were at odds with each other more often than not. This was the case even when they were a tag team. They started and ended their tag run with one of them wanting to stay a team and the other wanting to walk away.

it's worth mentioning that Hangman and Kenny started their tag team on very different pages. At the time Hangman was still very insecure from all his singles losses at the start of aew. He was more hesitant about their new tag team, while Kenny was the one pushing to see how far they could go. Kenny tried to bond with Hangman outside of their tag matches, but early in their tag run Hangman usually turned Kenny down. Kenny was still pretty fresh off of his short-lived tag run with his Golden Lover, Kota Ibushi. He was most likely trying to fill a void by tagging with hangman. Though he also tried to be a supportive partner to hangman, by using what he learned from his tag runs with Kota.

Hangman and Kenny had great chemistry in the ring as a team. Which is why they managed to win the tag titles a few months into their tag run. Holding the tag belts was a huge accomplishment for Hangman and something he was obviously very proud of, but it also meant that he was trapped in a tag team with Kenny for as long as they held the belts. Hangman was less than thrilled about this at the time, despite his fondness for Kenny, because hangman still wanted to leave the elite. It wasn't all bad, and the two of them had moments where they got along well. Kenny also insisted that they were equally important to their tag team's success. There was a part of Kenny that resented having to share the spotlight, though it's something he tried to suppress for the sake of their tag team.

Hangman started butting heads with the Bucks over the tag team belts. He often got mad at Kenny for trying to defuse the situation or step away instead of taking Hangman's side over the Bucks'. Hangman walked out on a couple of his and Kenny's interviews leading up to revolution 2020 because of this.

Kenny and Hangman managed to beat the Bucks in a tag match and retained their belts. Once revolution was over and the bucks were no longer a threat to their tag titles, Hangman and Kenny seemed to get along a bit better. but that was short lived because of the pandemic. The two of them wouldn't team up again until Stadium Stampede at the following PPV. The time apart gave Hangman the chance to reflect on his time as Kenny's tag partner and as a member of the elite.

Stadium Stampede seemed to be a turning point for Hangman and Kenny. The two of them teamed up to fight an inner circle member in a bar. afterwards, Hangman poured Kenny some milk, while Kenny poured alcohol for hangman. The two of them clinked glasses while Hangman said, "cheers baby", to Kenny before they chugged their respective drinks.

[it's also worth a mention that in 2023 after Hangman reunited with the elite, he brought Kenny a half gallon of milk to celebrate. which called back to a time in Kenny and hangman's past when they were the happiest together.]

After stadium stampede, Kenny and Hangman started to spend more time with each other outside of tag matches. Sometimes splitting away from the bucks to spend time alone. Hangman usually drank alcohol while Kenny kept him company and only drank milk. The month or so following stadium stampede was the time, during their tag team run, where Hangman and Kenny seemed to be the most content with each other. However, in the lead up to fighter fest 2020, Kenny and hangman admitted that they were neither good friends nor best friends. [Which Hangman later echoed after rejoining the elite.] In a segment right before this match Hangman also referred to the tag belts as "my titles." Kenny looked concerned but didn't address it.

Hangman started to drink with ftr after they showed up in aew. Kenny nearly got into a couple fights with them over spilt beer, And each time Hangman would take ftr's side instead of Kenny's. As Hangman spent more time with ftr and less time with his tag partner, Kenny started doing heelish things like beating up his opponent after a match.

Things got much worse after ftr convinced Hangman to sabotage the Bucks' chances at a title shot for kenny and hangman's tag belts. That led to the Bucks kicking Hangman out of the Elite. Hangman had betrayed the bucks, his friends, for a couple of guys who had only pretended to be his friends for a shot at the tag titles. All of this meant that Kenny was the only person Hangman had left on his side.

In the aftermath of the betrayal, Kenny spoke about how Hangman was going to have to live with betraying the Bucks for the rest of his life. Alluding to the fact that Kenny still regretted betraying his former partner in a similar way. Kenny had given a lot to his and Hangman's tag team in the hopes of helping Hangman avoid the same mistakes Kenny had made in the past. he felt that he had failed Hangman. The betrayal also made Kenny see something in Hangman that reminded Kenny of the worst parts of himself.

Hangman went into the match against ftr desperate to hold onto the belts. Keeping the belts would have meant that Kenny had to stick around, and that Hangman could have a chance to fix everything. Hangman broke up pins, checked on Kenny during the match, and kicked out of most of what ftr threw at him. Kenny gave it his all too, and even seemed a little hopeful about the fate of their tag team after he and Hangman pulled off a synchronized move.

Kenny and Hangman lost the match and their tag titles in the end. Kenny considered attacking hangman after the match but threw aside his weapon. Then Hangman stumbled and reached out for Kenny, but Kenny just let Hangman fall to the canvas. Kenny wouldn't disband their team until a few weeks later, but their time as a tag team was as good as over once they lost the tag titles. It's a nice reversal of how the two of them started their tag team, with Kenny as the one fighting to make it work, while Hangman had one foot out the door.

Despite everything they have put each other through as a tag team and even as enemies, Hangman was right that he and Kenny are family. The two of them still care about each other deeply and share a connection that keeps pulling them back towards each other.

#kenny omega #adam page #hangman adam page #hangkenny #last call #hangmega #text #my posts #hanger and Kenny reflecting on their past recently made me want to go back and look at their tag run #there is so much more to their tag run that i didn't touch on but this post is long enough already #alcohol cw

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homoeroticgrappling · 7 months

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Hook & Orange Cassidy interview? ALLOW ME TO DON MY TINFOIL HAT ABOUT HOW THIS MEANS DANHAUSEN IS BACK

So obviously Hookhausen was a whole thing (one day hopefully it will be again) and Orange Cassidy has tagged with Danhausen too (he was literally the last person Danhausen tagged with before he got injured in that match)

The interview with Hook and OC could be leading to some kind of rivalry/Orange challenging Hook. BUT. The respect shown (both saying each other were good champions, the fist bump) could also just as easily lead to them being friends. I'd kill for OC/Hook/Danhausen trios tagging but it's probably not likely (also let's be real Orange should be doing trios with Chuck and Trent) If Hook links up with the Best Friends, that puts him with Danhausen again (yippee, we win) if he feuds with OC that puts him and Danhausen in the same feud on opposite sides and we get a whole star crossed thing (possibly Danhausen switching sides to help Hook)

But what if OC and Hook team up, go after some tag belts? How would Danhausen react if his former tag partners started teaming together without him? What if it makes him jealous? I will bring up his tweet after stadium stampede at All In because it's ambiguous if it was aimed at Orange, or just about Orange. What if an OC/Hook teamup makes him jealous enough to go Very Evil and come back to claim his tag partner? What if Danhausen returns as Evilhausen to fight for his partner back, just goes full yandere about it

#yes I will look at anything and say ''here's how Hookhausen can still win''#aew #aew lb #Rowan's Rasslin Thoughts

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Going off your post (idk I sort of like conspiracies & theories). Here's my take::

So I semi remember a tweet after Stadium Stampede when the photo of OC bloodied and basically being carried out by Trent & Chuck was posted... Danhausen mentioned how he could take him (I may be remembering wrong)... What if when he comes back he takes the belt? Like every cursed item if it's returned it breaks the curse? Just a thought. I'd love to know your opinion or theory on this?

OH MANNNNNN

first of all, welcome to the theory crafting conspiracy zone youre so welcome to come here i love this shit so much even tho im probably wrong 9/10 times when i theorize about things but its so fun to do and one of my favorite ways to consume wrestling lol

second, i found this tweet?

which sets up some. interesting implications for sure. if i had seen this earlier tbh i would have assumed this was more in relation to the all out match with mox, seeing how oc was pushed to the very limit in there and "to pay times debt" could easily be taken as having an opponent that could finally beat him after oc has suffered for so long and was on the end of his rope mentally and physically finally; however as we stand right now, with ocs second reign starting, clearly in much darker tone than before, and danhausen teasing his return, this could mean anything

i do love the take of danhausen being the one thats able to lift the curse from the belt tho, as someone who originally cursed it, if he gets his hands on it. personally i would enjoy seeing oc run as champ again as long as possible tho, ssooo in my perfect little imagination this wouldnt mean that danhausen gets to be the champion, but he joins forced with oc, turning them both heel (as is a very clear implication here in both of their demeanors lbr) - oc remains unchanged because he knows what he is like now as a champion. what he has to do. the vicious side of him that he has to tap into to keep that belt

tbh maybe tagging with danhausen would make him even more wicked. i mean that man got oc to wear something out of ordinary during their tag match at revolution (BLACK DENIM MY BELOVED), who knows what kind of a hold he can have on oc when the mans already corrupted to hell and back and danhausen is ready to show a more wicked side of him upon return as well

#does this make sense? i dont know anymore my brain is very scrambled #i usually only deep dive on kip so this is kinda new territory to me but belt corruption is so near and dear to me i have lots of thougths #anyways. heres. something? i could probably add a lot more to this but at some point its gonna derail real bad to a conversation #yall are not ready to have trust me lmao #can i tag this am i allowed lol #orange cassidy #danhausen #wrestling #my beloved #sweet little clementine #wrestling musing #princessxpunk #thank you for asking! <3 #blood //#i also didnt factor hook into this yet cause thats one of the derails lol

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