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plentyoffandoms · 10 months

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the lads x reader (platonically) the lads fend off sammy messing with the reader (yelling at sammy) with the other help the reader calm down from a panic attack

You're Okay

The Lads x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestlers Masterlist

Summary: in the ASK box

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

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs & Photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @alunarrose 2nd gif @statlander

Sorry this has taken me so long. Haven't felt like doing anything wrestling related.

The Lads - Anthony, Tyler, Darius & Dante

YN'S POV

Fuck me, Sammy is at it again. It is like he has some sixth sense when I am even in the same building as him.

Ever since I turned not his invitation to sit with him, the first day I started at AEW, he has been nothing but a pain in my ass.

I even tried to explain to him that I was already sitting with Darius and Tyler and that if he would like, I could sit with him the next time.

As I found out, no one says no to Sammy Guevara because if you do, he turns into the biggest child you will ever have to face.

First, it was him pulling my chair out from under me. Then it turned into him throwing pieces of paper at me or ruining my gear. One time, he "accidentally" dropped his drink on me.

I had to hold Darius back then from kicking his ass because that was the first real time that anyone saw him actually do something.

But today, well, today he has gone too damn far. I just finished my match, and I was in the shower.

I had my clothes already laid out as I was going out right after with the guys right they finish up what they needed to do.

I turned off the shower, and I snuck my hand out of the shower curtain to grab my towel.

My eyes got wide when I realised that it wasn't there.

I stuck my head out of the curtain and saw that not only was my towel gone, but so were clothes. I saw that my locker was opened and my bag was gone as well.

I didn't know what the hell I was going to do.

HOOK'S POV:

What the hell was taking YN so damn long? She told me that she was going to be quick. I looked at my phone again, seeing if she has replied and once again, nothing. Well, at least not from her.

"I got a bad feeling about this." Anthony said as he too checked his phone for anything from YN.

"Let's give her a few more minutes." Dante said.

"Five minutes, and if I haven't heard from her, I am going to go and find her." I said.

"You don't think Sammy had anything to do with this?" Darius asked as he looked at me.

"I mean, he seems to be annoying her more and more. I really thought him having a wife and child on the way would have calmed him down." I said.

Darius pushed himself away from the wall, muttering about going to find Sammy. Dante went after his brother.

"I am going to go and see what is keeping YN." I told Anthony.

"Yeah, I think I tag along. So that way, if you catch her doing something, then she may not beat the shit out of you." All I did was snort as the two of us walked in the opposite direction of our friends.

I knocked on the door and waited for a reply, but nothing came. "YN, you almost ready? If not, there is no rush." I called out.

Silence.

So I knocked on the door again and repeated myself. Anthony and I looked at one another with worry.

"Come on, YN, if you don't answer us, we are gonna break down this door." Anthony called out.

"It's open." I heard the soft reply, and I flung the door open. I was stunned to see YN wrapped up in the shower curtain, her face soaked with tears.

"Hey, what's wrong? Where are your clothes? Are you okay?" Anthony started to ask all these questions, but I held my hand up and he quieted down.

"I am not okay. He took my clothes, my towel, my bag."

"Yes, I did." Came the smug voice of Sammy. Anthony and I stood in front of YN as she clutched the curtain even closer to her body.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Give her back her stuff." I said, way to calm for my liking.

I was getting mad. I could hear YN’S breath coming out in short gasps. She is trying to even her breathing but I could tell she was about to have a panic attack.

ANTHONY BOWENS POV:

I looked back and saw that YN was rocking back and forth. I knew Tyler could handle Sammy, so I turned around to help YN work her way through this attack.

But I needed something first. I quickly turned and walked towards Sammy and reached for her bag.

He yanked it back towards him, but I am much stronger. "Drop the bag." I looked over Sammy's shoulder and saw the pissed off face of not only Darius but Dante as well.

"Come on, guys. It was just a little joke." Sammy said as he dropped the bag and held up in his hands in defeat.

I quickly grabbed the bag, contemplating if I should shove him or not, but the guys have it handled.

They started to go at him. To let this go. That this isn't funny anymore, etc, but my focus was only on YN.

I pulled her to the shower stall that was on the other side of the room and we went inside.

"Okay, deep breaths, YN. No focus. Tell me five things, love. You know the drill." I said calmly to her.

"You." I smiled. "Good, that is one. Another four. Focus for me. Look what is in my hands." I held up her bag and her phone.

"My bag, my phone."

"Slow, easy breaths. You got this YN. Now, just the last two." I said the last part kind of loud as the other 4 were getting louder.

"Shower head and tile."

"Good, good. Now repeat it for me. What five items do you see?" I said to her calmly. I placed my hand under her chin gently and had her focus on me.

"You, my bag and phone, shower head and tile."

I had her repeat that until her breathing became normal. "Now I am going to leave you so you can get dressed." I handed her her bag.

"Anthony,"

"I won't be far YN. I am just outside, so give a holler if you need me."

I made sure the curtain was closed as I walked to the small group of my friends.

"Leave her alone, Sammy. This is enough. You stole her shit and poured a drink on her the other day. Leave or the four of us will go and let Tony know what the hell you have been doing." I said.

He opened his mouth to say something but he closed it when he saw how serious I was.

"Fine. She was getting boring anyways."

"Oh grow the fuck up man. Not go." Dante said as he shoved Sammy from the room.

"She good?" I was asked.

"Yeah, I don't think we will be going out tonight." I said to them.

"Sorry to ruin your night." Came the tired voice of YN.

"Na, it's all good. How about we order room service and play some video games?" Darius asked.

We all agreed to a night in.

We made sure that YN walked in the middle, as no one messes with our girl.

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gethooked · 3 months

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Surprise ~ Dante Martin imagine

Can you maybe do a Dante Martin fic? - requested by anon

Dante and you have been dating since he signed to AEW. You guys have been through everything together. Being stuck in Jacksonville due to Covid. You guys breaking up. But then realizing you guys actually just needed space since you guys spent so much time together.

Him and Darius getting a push. While you were still performing on Dark. Feeling like you weren’t good enough to be with him. Since you were still on Dark and he was on Dynamite. But every time you had a doubt he would reassure you and make you feel 100 times better.

But the one thing that challenged your guys' relationship the most would be an unexpected injury. Dante never had an injury from wrestling before. And when he broke his ankle you knew that it was going to be hard for you guys. You guys were already long distance. Him living in Minnesota, and you living in New York.

It was gonna be hard because the only time you guys saw each other was at work. Unless you guys planned a weekend alone in your respectful states. You knew him being injured would be him staying home and not going to work. The day of his surgery happened to be a Wednesday, and Dante thought you would go to work. But you decided to surprise him.

You got in contact with his mom and she told you when and where he was getting his surgery. After they gave him the anesthesia before the surgery they asked him if he would like to see his mom. He of course said yes. Little did he know you would be going back with her. At first he only saw his mom and was talking to her.

Until you did a little fake cough to get his attention. He turned to where the cough came from. As soon as he turned he saw you and his eyes got all big and a big smile was on his face. After seeing his reaction you knew he was surprised to see you. You walked over to the bed and gave him a hug and a big kiss.

Before he had to go back you were just talking to him. You did this because you knew he was nervous even though the doctor has been doing this for years. Before they took him back you gave him a big kiss and told him everything was going to be fine. After the surgery and the anesthesia wore off, he told you that he thought he was dreaming. You laughed and told him that his dream came true.

After he got home from the hospital and knew he was in good hands you left to go back to work. The hands being his mom, dad, and little brother. While he was recovering from the surgery you learned a few of his moves. You had Darius teach you them since you knew he could do them and he started training at the same time as his brother. You would pull these out in your matches randomly, because Dante told you before that he wanted to teach you some of his moves.

After all of your matches, you would call Dante. You guys would talk about how his PT was going. How he felt, how you were doing and how you were feeling. You would talk to him for a little bit until one of The Lads would come by and steal your phone because they heard Dante’s voice. You didn’t care that they did this because you knew it made Dante feel special inside.

After a few months, little did you know, Dante had a surprise for you. His surprise would be his return. You were sitting in catering with Bowens and HOOK, watching Andretti and Darius give their promo about being in Minnesota. You were excited to go to Minnesota because you knew it meant that you got to see Dante. What you didn’t expect to see in their promo though, was Dante.

As soon as you saw Dante on that screen you cracked a big smile. Bowens and HOOK were both recording knowing Dante was back. You would turn to both of the boys and ask is this for real or am I dreaming? After your question you heard from your favorite voice say it's real. As you heard your lover's voice, you whipped your head around. Got up and ran towards him.

He caught you and gave you a kiss on your forehead as you cried. After you calmed down, he said you surprised me before my surgery so I thought I would return the favor and surprise you. You laughed and told him that it was the best surprise he did since you guys started dating. Later that night, in the hotel room you asked him how he pulled it off. He replied nonchalantly saying that The Lads actually helped a lot with it.

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Stupid Cupid

Summary: Only your dear friend, Dante, would be the one to get so tired of your obliviousness to one another's love that he'd force you both to go on a blind date.

And how do you two return the favour? Well, it's an eye for an eye, right?

Notes: This one's not all that good to be honest.

5426 words.

“Y/N”.

You glanced up from your phone at the clean-cut man with brown curled hair and a neat goatee sat under his chin. You raised an expecting eyebrow at Dante who leaned his weight on his hands against the table you were sitting at, leaning over and towering over you.

“Can I help you?” you asked, ending the tense silence.

“Tyler likes you”.

Not this again.

You sighed and went back to scrolling through Instagram.

“No, he doesn’t”.

“How would you know that?”

“I just do”.

It was his turn to sigh and drop his head, deciding to sit down on the chair opposite you. He knew there was no use in convincing you - he’d tried countless times - yet he still thought that maybe one day you’ll be all like “Oh my god, really? I’m going to give Tyler a biiiiig kiss!”

At first he made little comments like “stop flirting, you two” whenever you both were laughing at something and simply having fun.

Then it was the suggestive winks and nudges which were attempts to direct your attention to one another in a more romantic light (which was obviously to no use).

He once made a remark about how you never date anyone or ever have a boyfriend and you promptly came out saying, “It’s hard to date when I’m head over heels for Tyler”. You’d responded so casually that the Martin brother had almost laughed it off, but he quickly realised what you'd just admitted to.

Why weren’t you embarrassed? Was it sarcasm? You didn’t acknowledge your response at all, not even a single movement to indicate how you were feeling.

This all led him to that moment. The moment where he spent every waking hour tormented having to watch the both of you as clueless and ignorant as the other, like children lost at the grocery store looking for your parents.

“Why don’t you just ask him?” he asked for maybe the fourth or fifth time this week.

“Nah I’m good”.

Of course that was your response. Of course you acted like you didn’t care. Of course you wouldn’t be willing to even take a chance, to believe one of her friends, one of Hook’s closest friends. He considered giving up, but for some reason he felt like he was their cupid, the one to shoot the arrow for two of his very good friends.

“Alright then”, he replied.

You expected Dante to declare that the end of his attempt to make a fool out of you, however, he still hadn’t left the table and continued to stare at you, almost trying to study you.

Feeling the eyes piercing into you, you looked up from your phone again, them not having left the screen for the whole encounter.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but when are you going to stop?” you asked, tired of being asked the same questions religiously.

“Stop what?”

“Trying to make me and Tyler a thing”.

Dante rolled his eyes and shook his head in comprehension. Did you even hear yourself?

“When you both realise you’re in love with each other”.

“How many times do I have to tell you? It’ll never happen. He’s not interested”.

You wanted to enjoy your lunch in peace and apparently that wasn’t going to happen here so you stood up and started collecting your things. He never meant to annoy you; he wanted quite the opposite, trying to make you happy with the person you’d liked for so long, but the frustration from not being able to get through to you was starting to drive him crazy.

“I give up. I can’t do this anymore. I just can’t with you. You’re impossible!”

You gaped at the hypocrisy, taking offence.

It was true. You had a uh… shy liking towards the hooded man who mostly kept to himself, ‘shy liking’ being a major understatement. You were very good friends… that’s all… and that was your problem. You didn’t let it get the better of you hence why you constantly brushed it off whenever Dante brought up the subject. It was easier to ignore the feelings and let everyone live their happy single lives than pine over a stupid boy like some teenage girl.

“I’m impossible?! Try talking to a guy who’s never shown any interest in you and then have another friend insist that he’s crazy for you”.

You turned your back to him and walked out of the catering room in an attempt to find a more private space to finish your lunch.

So that ‘s what the problem was, huh? Hook just wasn’t showing enough interest in you.

Dante sat there, head in hands, desperately trying to think of his next approach. He knew he should stop pestering you because he didn’t want to damage the friendship you’d made over the years, but he was way too committed to the whole stupid cupid act to give up then.

He’d have to speak to Hook.

—

“Y/N likes you”.

Similar to how you were before, Tyler was hunched over his manspread legs, staring at his phone, his posture and hoodie being his only recognisable properties as his face was almost completely hidden by his hood.

“Yeah, right”, he replied, eyes not leaving his phone. He, too, had experienced countless of Dante’s naggings.

Dante - who was standing directly in front of him - crossed his arms and readjusted his footing, knowing this conversation would be as hopeless as all the others.

“What makes you think that she doesn’t?”

“She likes Ethan Page”.

Wha…? Where the hell did that come from?

He was quick to respond. “She doesn’t even talk to Ethan Page”.

“All the women here like Ethan Page”.

“...alright then”.

As quickly as the conversation had started, Dante Martin walked away, unable to understand what exactly had just happened.

Had she ever even spoken to Ethan Page?

He got to the end of the hall and stopped dead in his tracks, finally realising that Hook had just been trying to cause confusion so he’d leave. Great. Very clever.

He twisted his head to glance at his friend who was looking back at him, a smirk spread across his face which turned into a snicker as he went back to concentrate on whatever was on his phone.

This would take a lot more effort than he was currently putting in. If he really wanted his two friends to be happy, he would have to be a lot smarter than simply telling them the truth. Apparently, honesty was not as reliable as it should be.

—

You were inside the locker room, doing some quick stretches before your upcoming match, Dante standing a few feet in front of you, but this time not to convince you of Tyler’s feelings, strangely.

“I’m not going”, you said straight.

“It’s only a little blind date. My treat. It’ll help you get your mind off Tyler”.

He knew he was pushing his luck asking you to agree to go on a date with a complete stranger, but it was vital for her to accept for his dastardly plan to go ahead.

“I don’t need help, but I do need to go to my match”.

You attempted to pass him but he swooped his body in front of yours at the last second second, preventing you from leaving. You could have sworn this was classed as harassment.

“Just one date tomorrow. If you’re still not happy after twenty minutes then text me and I’ll call you pretending there’s an emergency so you can leave”.

You really did not want to go out on a date as there simply wasn’t any time for it in your schedule. Didn’t he know you had a very successful wrestling career to keep up? Perhaps if you had more time to think about it, you would have come to understand that Dante was hiding some sort of trick up his sleeve, however, in a rush to get to your match which was starting in 15 minutes, your brain took in every word at face value.

“Ugh fine. One date. But I swear, if I turn up and he’s holding a bouquet of red roses and uses the words ‘ladies first’, I’m doing a 180 and sprinting out of there”.

His lips turned into a victorious smile. “You won’t be disappointed”.

Now it was Hook’s turn.

—

Hook would be easy to convince. Dante knew exactly what would sway him.

“Heeeyyy how about a date tomorrow night?”

Hook was taken aback by the question and stared with a shocked look plastered over his face.

“No no no!” Dante scrounged for a clarification. “Not with me, dude. With a girl I know. It might make you feel better”.

The questioning look he once gave had now been shaken off. “Fuck that”.

“Come on, I’m paying for the whole thing. And if you don’t like it I’ll take you to a strip club and pay for everything”.

Hook considered his options very briefly. A blind date that could potentially turn into love, and if that fails, he gets a chick’s ass to make the ‘heartbreak’ all better. Works either way.

“When and where?”

Dante mentally smirked in deviousness and satisfaction. He knew he had won.

—

You only had thirty minutes to get yourself ready for your date, so heavy makeup wasn’t exactly an option like it usually would be for going out. You chose to wear a F/C satin mini dress that hugged your waist, kept up with stringed straps that tied on the top of your shoulders. You decided to show yourself off a little and not take the modesty approach you normally take with your baggy hoodies and leggings you wear around backstage.

Your date would be in for a treat, that was for sure.

You took a taxi to the restaurant Dante told you to be at and sprayed yourself with perfume a couple of times and made sure you looked presentable before opening the door to the place. You might as well try and make some sort of an effort.

You knew that you weren’t meant to be excited about this date - and honestly, you weren’t all that much - but you thought about what Dante had told you about trying to get over Hook. Maybe it was time you got yourself out there and date someone because your chances with him weren’t exactly looking good.

“Hi, I’m Y/N L/N. I’m supposed to be meeting someone”, you told the lady who greeted you.

“Of course. Someone’s already paying for your dinner tonight, correct?”

You nod. “Right this way”.

You weaved around tables of seemingly happy couples (you didn’t know about their personal problems) and past booths of families with rowdy children until you were stopped at one of the tables for two.

Your eyes travelled from their chest that leaned forward into the table and his elbows resting on the surface, to the ties of their light grey hoodie, one being twiddled with his fingers. Then you saw the sharp, well-defined jawline that had quietly driven you crazy for the past 3 years. Your eyes finally reached his cold ones that peered into your own.

He must’ve been as surprised as you were.

You thanked the lady and sat down opposite to Hook, who swiftly scanned your body before it was hidden by the table. With any luck, he’d be able to get a closer look later. He figured it was best if he didn’t mention that he could’ve gone to a strip club, not wanting to put you off, and ultimately preferring the date over anything else.

“This…” you began. “...is definitely not what I expected”.

“Can’t say I’m complaining”, Tyler said, glancing at the only part of the dress visible to him which just so happened to be where your breasts were. Coincidence? Could have been, but probably not.

“Did you know about this?” You ignored the butterflies that flew in your stomach caused by his teasing and leaned into the table slightly as to whisper your question. It wouldn’t have made a difference, of course, as no one around you would have cared why you were here.

“No. Dante told me to come here for a blind date”.

Dante, you sneaky prick.

“He said the same to me!” You avoided the few strange looks that were shot across to you for raising your voice. “So uhh what now?”

You tried to cover the blush that had risen in your cheeks with a hand, having no knowledge whether it was actually effective or not.

“Make the most of a free dinner I guess”, Tyler chuckled, making you feel a lot more comfortable about the situation. “You’d better be hungry because we’re going for the most expensive of everything. Let’s bleed him dry”.

You thought it was hilarious that Hook wanted to take advantage of Dante’s good deed, even if it was plastered in deceit. You wanted to believe he was joking about ordering the most expensive options, but you wouldn’t put it past the man to take the opportunity for the upper hand, and you certainly wouldn’t say no to a good meal.

“I can get behind that”, you took a look at the menu, immediately spotting your choice of weapon. “I think the seventy dollar steak has my name written all over it”.

“That’s the spirit”. Your eyes met in sync and you found yourselves unintentionally exchanging smirks.

“Seriously, though. What steak is that expensive?”

“Good ones”.

“It better be”.

Throughout the night, the two of you - not only having drained your friend’s bank account - had more fun than either ever had before or could ever imagine. You somehow ended up playing footsies under the table and the occasional knee collided with the roof of it, resulting in some snobby couple next to you giving you both disgusted looks, glancing at your legs. They must have thought you were trying to pull off some Fifty Shades Of Grey shit.

You decided to order a sharing dessert platter which was a lot more romantic and cliche than you’d anticipated, which was bizarre for you because you absolutely despised all of the date cliches. They just made you cringe and they got boring after experiencing the same things time and time again.

And why was this time different? Because you were with Hook. You were with Tyler. You knew him and you knew he didn’t give a crap about giving you a bunch of flowers or trying to please you by being someone he’s not. All he cared about was that he was happy, you were happy, and you both were having a great time. That’s all you needed.

After eating one of the chocolate dipped waffle pieces and stopping yourself from moaning in delight at the amazing mouthgasm it gave you, Tyler sent you an amused look.

“What is it?” you asked, licking the chocolate that dripped onto your fingers because you didn’t bother trying to act classy by using one of the skewers. Elegance was overrated.

“You have chocolate all around your mouth”.

You immediately began to lick your lips, imagining how much of a child you must have looked.

“It’s still everywhere”, he snickered at your frustrated face as you tried to lick it all away. How much chocolate could be on your face anyway?

You gave up and reached to grab a napkin when Hook’s hand grabbed your wrist so you couldn’t lift it to your mouth. The entire time, practically peering into your soul.

“What are you doing?” you asked him.

“What would you do if I licked the rest of the chocolate off so you don’t have to?”

You felt your heart thump and you felt it might leap out of your chest, the inflamed feeling of the skin contact on your wrist rapidly circulating around your entire body.

“Didn’t take you to be a guy who’s into food play”. You enjoyed teasing him. He let out yet another low chuckle and released your wrist, you instinctively rubbing the area he was holding, only now realising how tight his grip was and how much you enjoyed it.

“Here”, he said whilst grabbing the napkin you were originally reaching for and wiping the chocolate you’d missed around your mouth. It was sweet. Cliche but sweet.

After finishing your meals, you decided to share a taxi to the hotel you were both staying at, and spent the entire five minute journey talking about how blind you both had been.

“So basically, you’re so cool that I mistook it for you simply not being interested in me?” you asked, finally realising where you’d gone wrong all this time.

“If that’s how you want to see it. I always knew you had a thing for me”.

“Oh fuck off”, you laughed off, playfully nudging his arm. “You were as oblivious as I was”.

“Maybe. But you didn’t make it easy”.

“I didn’t make it easy? Maybe if you’d looked at me every once in a while then you would’ve seen me looking back”.

Tyler set a small smile and wrapped an arm around your middle, pulling you closer, his hand fitting perfectly in the crescent of your waist.

Screw seatbelts, right?

“It doesn’t matter now”, he told you. “And we can thank Dante for that of all people”.

You did feel a little guilty for not believing Dante for all the times he told you that Hook was into you, which sounded like you were back in high school and your friends were gossiping about their latest crush that were ‘totally into them’ - except they weren’t.

“We’re getting revenge on him, right?” you ask.

“Oh, yeah, baby. No doubt”.

—

Dante was thrilled that you hadn’t messaged him to get you out of the date with Hook - not that he thought you would once you’d seen who your blind date was. So when Collision came about, he was ready to tease you both and gloat at how right he’d been all along.

The first person he crossed paths with was Hook who was sitting on the steps that led to the backstage entrance to the elevated seating. As per usual, he had his earpods in and was snacking on a bag of chips. He’d probably benefit from going outside once in a while.

He looked to see who had sat next to him, tilting his head upon greeting his friend, Hook’s mind going over the plan you and him had formed at the door of your hotel room before you uh… got to know each other a little more than you already did.

“So…”, Dante began with a sly grin formed upon his face. “Did you like her?”

Hook looked away, scrunching his face in the process. “She was alright I guess. A bit awkward. Personally, not my type”.

Dante’s face dropped, all previous hope completely drained away.

How? He was fucking in love with her the other day. What the hell happened?

“But you said you liked her”.

Hook’s face twisted in confusion. “When did I say that? I’d never even met her”.

Oh no. Oh shit. This can’t be happening.

With a long sigh, Dante’s hands covered and rubbed at his face, hoping that what he thought might have happened, didn’t.

“Please say we’re both talking about Y/N”.

“Y/N? No. The woman you set me up with. What was her name again? Dalia or Delia or something like that”.

An frustrated groan left Dante’s throat and he leaned back, ignoring the jabbing feeling in his back from the stairs.

“I set you up with Y/N, man. What the fuck happened?” He wasn’t shouting, but there was a clear element of bitterness behind his words.

“I wish it was Y/N. At least then my date wouldn’t have tried to call the cops”.

Dante didn’t think his face could fall anymore, yet somehow he managed it. He was speechless. As much as he wished he could get up and leave, pretending none of this happened, he needed to know more.

“Tell me. What. Happened”.

Hook was unfazed by the irritation in his friend’s voice, and he casually continued eating his chips whilst retelling his version of the night’s events.

“Well, you see…”, he started, shuffling to make himself more comfortable. “The waitress took me to the table and I was there for like five minutes, man, and she didn’t turn up”.

Dante rolled his eyes at his impatience but continued to listen to his story.

“So like I turned around and saw a woman sitting at a table by herself so I must’ve been at the wrong table, and I went over to her, tried my best to be the gentleman I am but she was like… being a bitch”.

Yeeeaaahhh Dante didn’t believe that for a second. Hook being a gentleman? Some woman being a bitch for no reason? He wasn’t buying it.

…what did he do to that poor woman?

“And what exactly did you say to this woman?”

“Literally all I said was ‘this is awkward’ and she agreed, asked what I was doing and said her husband would be back any minute. Like, I swear she was alone the entire time I was in the restaurant. If she didn’t want to date me, she should’ve just said rather than coming up with some stupid fucking excuse like she didn’t know who I was”.

There was no way this was actually happening. He wasn’t this stupid… was he?

Dante wasn’t actually sure on that one. He knew he was a quiet, furtive man who usually kept to himself, and that he was incompetent enough to not realise how infatuated you were with him, but was it really that bad that he would harass a random woman in a crowded restaurant? Probably.

“Oh and the whole time I was there? No sign of any husband. Fucking lame excuse”.

Dante rubbed the corners of his eyes hoping he’d wake up from this strange dream he hoped he was having.

“So you left after that, right?” he asked.

“Sort of. After I tried to kiss her”.

The relieved sigh midway through was cut short and Dante thought he might have forgotten how to breathe, but sucked in a breath whilst shaking with anger.

“Why the hell would you try to kiss her if she said she wasn’t interested?!”

“Her story was bullshit, man! I thought she was playing hard to get but she tried to slap me”.

“Tried?”

“Obviously I wasn’t going to take that shit. Bitch was crazy. Where’d you even get her?”

Dante ignored his question - baffled by the complexity of the situation - and asked one of his own.

“And you didn’t see anyone there you knew?”

“Nah, man”.

“Got it”.

He now had a new mission - to find you and ask why you’d bailed out on the date. Hook’s story was far too in detail to be made up, and - in hindsight - he should have expected you to not turn up to the restaurant without any warning.

He didn’t turn back when Hook asked where he was going. He kept walking at his fast pace until he saw you outside the locker rooms, chatting to Anna Jay about God knows what.

He didn’t care. He didn’t care what you were talking about or even if either of you were talking when he walked right up to you and asked, “Why didn’t you go on the blind date?”

You shot him a look of shock and confusion causing Anna Jay to leave the both of you alone, much to your dismay.

“What are you talking about? I did and he didn’t show”. You crossed your arms and leant against the wall behind you, not thrilled at his interruption.

“That’s not possible because the person I set you up with was there and said that you never showed”.

“Well then we must have missed each other because I was there for ten minutes and he didn’t come”.

Dante felt dizzy with the number of times he’d rolled his eyes that day. You and Hook were just as impatient as the other, not bothering to wait a minute longer before declaring the unlikely as fact.

“What, so you just left after that then? Was that it? You didn’t even call me to tell me he wasn’t there?”

“Hey, I was going to wait. Ain’t no way was I going to skip out on dinner. I just got… distracted”.

Dante narrowed his eyes in suspicion. He could tell by the way you bit your lip and averted your eyes that you were hiding something.

“Distracted how?” he asked, slowly. You struggled to hide the smirk that begged to show on your face. You were relishing in the thought of lying through the skin of your teeth to him.

“I may or may not have been given a few… suggestive glances from a man a few tables along from mine, and I may or may not have met him in the restroom, and I may or may not have let him do me in front of the mirror… turns out he was married… ”

This was far worse than what Dante could have imagined, especially after the harassment story he got from Hook before coming here to find you. The both of you were going to get the biggest scolding of your lives and he planned to end the tension between you there and now.

“You had sex with a married man?” You nodded. “Did his wife not try to find him?”

“No. We were gone for like twenty minutes and I don’t even think she got up from the table”.

“But I would’ve thought you of all people wouldn’t stoop to such-”

Dante’s thoughts stopped him in his tracks and all the pieces of the puzzle very quickly came together.

The woman with the missing husband. The harassment. The married man with you for a while. It all made sense now. You must have entered the restaurant first, went to the back with the man, then Hook arrived and bothered the woman so she didn’t have an opportunity to look for her husband, and because he was with you, Hook thought she was lying.

In a twisted way, Dante was satisfied that he managed to solve the mystery like Sherlock Holmes as he now understood where you’d both gone wrong and could empathise slightly with both predicaments. That wasn’t to say he wasn’t utterly infuriated. After all, you were thick as shit and somehow slipped out of each other’s arms once again by some coincidence, but he could work with that now.

Without another word, Dante grabbed ahold of your wrist and began dragging you through the twists and turns of the backstage area, dodging and weaving through the many people rushing to get things ready before showtime. He was focused on his mission like Tom Cruise. He’d acquire many characters trying to pair the two of you together apparently.

You, however, could only think back to that mind-melting moment two nights ago when Tyler had grasped the exact wrist being held now. It was nothing like the grip that gave you that tingly feeling throughout your body, but you could still imagine.

You were pulled into one of the large entry hallways and came to register Dante’s plan when you caught a glimpse of the very person you had just been thinking about sitting on the steps.

So antisocial.

You let out a small yelp when flung in the direction of Hook, but you managed to catch yourself on the railing. Hook, now noticing the both of you, sent out sceptical looks before putting his stuff on the step next to him and pushing himself up to stand beside you.

“Alright”, Dante led, glancing back and forth between you both. “I didn’t think it would come to this, but now we have to talk about how you destroyed some happy couple’s marriage”.

You expertly acted like you didn’t know what he was talking about just so he could keep going to see how long you’d be able to carry the lie out for. Oh, how pleased you were.

“I set this blind date up for the two of you and the fact that you by some means ruined a nice relationship instead and not see how smitten you are for one another is beyond my comprehension. You’re both insufferable”.

“It couldn’t have been that good of a marriage if he was willing to have sex with me”, you chimed in. Why not make it a little worse?

He continued to rant about his own struggles and how he’s tried to help this entire time but neither of you care blah blah blah. In all honesty, you forgot he was talking a few seconds into his rambling.

You felt a touch on the small of your back before curling around your waist like it had done in the taxi and you turned your head, making instant eye contact with Tyler who you’d been texting non-stop since that night. You weren’t officially official by any means, but you could tell you were only a few intimate moments away from it finally happening. You did things that night. Beautiful, magical things.

You reciprocated his affection with your head resting on his shoulder, Dante not having caught on to you as he was too busy pacing back and forth, ranting about how bad he felt for the ‘married couple’ you destroyed.

“This was worth it”, you whispered close to Tyler’s ear. He didn’t meet your gaze but he did break into a small smile.

“This was only meant to be a little matchmaking. How could it go so horribly wrong?” Dante finally turned his attention to yours and Hook’s close proximity. “And here I am freaking out because you’ve fucked up and you can’t even keep your hands off each other… oh… you’re messing with me, aren’t you?”

You gave him a wide smile and nodded, making yourself more comfortable against Hook’s side.

This time when Dante’s face dropped for the millionth time (it had practically fallen on the floor now), it was in shame, disbelief that he actually fell for your lies. It made no sense. He helped you get together and that’s how you repay him? In that moment, he finally accepted that there was no way he would ever understand the way you both functioned.

Hook, taking advantage of the stand-still the three of you were in, slipped his arm away from your waist and intimidatingly strutted toward the Top Flight guy, coming almost nose-to-nose with him. You all knew he was joking when he fisted the top of Dante’s hoodie and said in a low grunt, “Next time you try and fuck with me or Y/N, we can take this to the ring. Understood?”

Oh, that was hot.

You heard the Brooklyn accent in his threat and it drove you crazy; you were melting at his feet with how flustered you were.

“Yeah yeah I get it, man. Don’t worry”, he replied, brushing off his hand. “I’m just happy my plan worked”.

“I’d apologise to you but you did meddle in something that you shouldn’t have”, you told him, pleased you were able to get your own back on him.

“It was either that or wait for you both to get stupidly drunk to confess”.

You squinted and shared a similar look with Tyler. “Actually, I would’ve preferred that”.

Hook nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I probably would’ve been down for that”.

“Why, though? You know what? It doesn’t matter. I won”. He raised his hands in the air and turned to walk out the door before you could say anything more.

In the doorway, Dante thought he might try and edge another word in there and give you a smug ‘your welcome’, but when he turned toward where you two were standing he uh… decided otherwise and gave you some privacy instead.

��

…

…you guys were already having a heated make out session.

He wasn’t exactly about to interrupt that. He got people together, not watch them thrive.

Strolling through the ins and outs of backstage, Dante felt sort of lost, like his only source of entertainment whilst waiting for a match or an interview was gone. Who would he set up now?

Then he saw her.

“Hey, Kris!” he called, receiving a warm smile in return. “How do you feel about a certain Orange?”

THE END.

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lovethathookhausen730 · 7 months

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A little Team Taz Era edit to start off the day

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sydsaint · 2 years

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Danny Garcia content ahead!

Summary: The reader is a member of the JAS and lets Daniel come out to ringside during her match against Sky Blue

Dynamite is rolling quickly through its Live show on Wednesday night. You've got a match against Sky Blue in a few minutes that you're waiting for, Daniel standing at your side.

"You don't think that you're coming out there with me, do you, Garcia?" You snark at him, fixing your hair.

Daniel rolls his eyes, leaning against the wall next to you. "I believe that I am, princess." He informs you, arms crossed across his chest. "You know that Chris doesn't like us going out to matches alone."

"Whatever." You shrug. "You can come out and look pretty in the corner I guess."

Daniel mumbles something under his breath but the sound is drowned out by your theme music being played. You head through the tunnel with a grin and strut out to the ring.

Daniel follows behind you and stands on the floor in your corner. Sky Blue makes her way out to the ring after you, and she's got her boyfriend Dante Martin with her this time.

"Ha!" You laugh as Sky gets in the ring. "What's the matter Sky? So afraid that I'm gonna kick your ass that you had to bring your dorky ass boyfriend along for the ride?" You smirk at her.

Sky grits her teeth at you and hands, Dante, her hat through the ropes. "I could say the same thing about that feral animal you call a teammate." She fires back, nodding to Daniel on the floor.

"Your ass is mine, Blue!" You glare at Sky. "Garcia! Keep an eye on the twink." You glance back at Daniel for a second and he nods.

The bell rings and the match gets underway. Sky is the first one to attack, going for a tackle right off the bat. You block your torso with your arms and shove Blue away from you to create some space. The two of you lock elbows and get into another spat when suddenly Sky kicks your knee in and clotheslines you over the top rope.

You tumble over the top rope and fall to the floor, but Daniel makes it over to you just in time to catch you before you hit the floor.

"Damn, you alright, Y/N?" Garcia puts you back firmly on your feet.

"I'm fine. You're supposed to be watching Dante!" You snap at him just as Sky jumps from the top rope at you.

Daniel moves out of the way as Sky comes down on you and tries for a head scissors takedown. You manage to stop her momentum before she can take you down and toss her hard into the barricade. The impact is dangerous enough to get Dante to come over to check on Sky, but Daniel blocks his way.

"I don't think so man, back it up." Daniel glares at Dante.

Dante gets in Garcia's face, worried about how Sky is. You notice that Daniel is getting into it with Dante while the referee is checking on Sky so you hop up onto the apron.

You walk along the apron and jump when you get close to Dante. You hit him with a successful head scissors and send him flying into the barricade just as Sky gets up.

"That's how you do a head scissors, amateur." You tease Sky. "Garcia, get his ass." You walk by Daniel and pull Sky into the ring.

Daniel goes after Dante to make sure that he doesn't get up again and you pin Sky for the win. After the bell rings Daniel pulls Dante into the rings and sets him next to Sky.

"Some couple you two are." You laugh and kick Sky.

Daniel laughs with you, sliding an arm over your shoulder. "A couple of losers, that's for sure." He adds. "Come on, Y/N, let's get out of here."

"Bye, Sky. Better luck next time. Or you know, get yourself a man that isn't a huge waste of space." You wave at her as you walk off.

"Same goes for you, loser. Get yourself a girl that can actually handle herself in the ring, man." He snarks as he walks off with you.

You and Daniel head back up the ramp and backstage. Daniel pulls his arm off your shoulder when you get through the tunnel and turns toward you.

"Damn, you are ruthless." He compliments you.

"I know." You grin. "Keep being useful like that, Garcia. And I might just have to keep you around as my permanent eye candy or something." You tease him.

Daniel rolls his eyes with a playful grin and leans in close. "It'd be my honor to be your man-candy, sweetheart." He winks and kisses your cheek gently.

"Whatever, get over yourself, Garcia." You giggle and push his chest away from you.

Angelo and Matt appear on the other side of the room and head over to you. Angelo walks over to your side while Matt wedges himself between you and Daniel, setting a hand on either of your shoulders.

"Excellent work out there, Y/N. As always." Angelo compliments you.

"Thank you, Ange." You grin back at him. "Daniel helped a little, I guess. If you can call sitting around like a pretty boy, helping that is." You continue to tease Garcia.

Matt laughs at your little quip and pats your shoulder hard. "You sure showed Sky and Dante who the boss is, that's for sure, Y/N." He adds.

"We've got some news from Chris after that little performance as well," Angelo adds. "He wants you and Garcia in a mixed tag with Blue and Martin. On the Rampage taping later." He informs you and Garcia.

You and Garcia share a look and he shrugs at the news. Angelo and Matt wish both of you luck and head off to cause what is sure to be some more hate and discontent among the backstage area.

You and Daniel both wait for Angelo and Matt to leave before turning to one another.

"Looks like you've got a chance to prove that you're more than a pretty face, Garcia." You giggle at him.

"Like Dante Martin is any match for all of this?" Daniel chuckles with you. "Come on, why don't you come hang out while I change?" He suggests. "I promise that it'll be a show."

You roll your eyes at Garcia's suggestive comment. "A show huh? Like what, a comedy?" You tease him with a grin.

"Funny," Daniel replies, pulling you into his side by the arm.

You laugh and Daniel kisses your cheek again while the two of you walk off.

#aew #aew dynamite #aew dark #wrestling #aew elevation #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #all elite wrestling #aew wrestling #daniel garcia #jericho apreciation society #sky blue #angelo parker #matt menard #chris jericho #dante martin

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sheinthatfandom · 1 year

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Prompt: A reluctant trip to the zoo to make their partner happy

Rating: teen

Word count: 4226

Pairing: Dante Martin/Nick Jackson, Eddie Kingston/Nick Jackson

AN: thank you to @sarahcakes613 for letting me play in your Eddie’s brats au

@wrestleprompts

He really needed to get better at telling his brats no. Or at least coming up with a plausible reason to get out of things.

“Oh wow look at the baby giraffe running”

Nicks voice was so soft and awestruck that it brought a reluctant smile to Eddie’s face. His green eyes catching the way Dante and Nick held their pinkies together down underneath the fence to the enclosure.

Okay, maybe the trip to the Zoo wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Nick had been good lately, and the relationship with Dante seemed to really help give the younger Buck the confidence to step out of his more boisterous brother's shadow. It’s positive reinforcement, it’s science. You reward the behavior you want to continue.

“The map says there’s a food court over this way.” Dante pointed them towards the cement path leading away from the giraffes.

Nick saddled up to Eddie who wrapped him in a one armed hug. “Thanks for coming Eddie, I know this probably isn’t your thing?”

“What you kidding me? What Bronx kid hasn’t been to the Bronx Zoo? No way could I let you two come here without me. Take a wrong turn and end up in the botanical garden. You know how fucking boring that place is? Only fun there is at Christmas time when all the schools in the borough send their kids there to decorate a tree with pinecones they painted.” He pressed a quick kiss to Nicks blonde hair. “I’m having a great time.”

He’s not whipped, shut up. And even if he was those bucks and their big ol’ boo boo eyes are just all around unfair. What man can deny them? No one that’s who!

“Oh man, you guys are gonna love this.” Dante ran over in an excited bounce before gripping both their hands and pulling them forward.

He should find out what kinda workout top flight had been doing with Fox cause wow, Eddie had timbs on and Dante was still pulling him with no effort. The smell was his first warning that things were about to not go his way.

“What the fuck?”

“Oh wow that’s so effing cool, can we actually ride them?” Nick was already taking off running before he actually finished speaking.

In the middle of the area was a large flight of stairs and platform with camels walking around a ring. Dante and Nick were already on the platform waving him over.

“Fuck.”

He reached the top just as a handler got to them with a camel and the ticket taker was explaining the rules to the younger men.

“Uh, you guys have fun. I’ll go and wait behind the fence, maybe snap some pics for you.” Eddie offered, with a far too even tone.

“Not necessary sir, the ride comes with free photos. Please step right up.”

Did the camel just glare at him? Can camels glare? Shit, do they bite?

“Nah, my man I’m good.”

“Come on Eddie, there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Please Eddie.” And there went the big buck booboo eyes, damn.

The man helped Dante and Nick onto their camels as another trainer came over with a third camel for Eddie. This one wasn’t looking at him angrily, just kinda eyed him then looked away.

“I don’t think so, pretty sure there’s a weight limit or something.”

“There’s no weight limit sir, you’re fine. Step up please.”

Well now what was he gonna do? The owner ain’t worried, the workers ain’t worried, the camel looking at him like he ain’t worried so now it’s just Eddie being a little bitch and ain’t that bout a muthafucka.

With a tired sigh he walked up to the platform and allowed the workers to help him onto the seat. His legs stretched far too wide to be comfortable and damn he had apologizes to make to some of his brats cause his balls and dick were gonna be sore. The camel's knobby knees knocked while they walked around the ring. Eddie’s body flopped around as he tried to not look as ridiculous as he felt.

“Yay Eddie!” Nick and Dante cheered for him on top of the platform as he, the camel and trainer made their way over.

The group hug both men gave him pretty much made up for any annoyance or embarrassment he had.

“Here’s your photos.” A staff member passed over print outs of each one as they rode the large beasts. He didn’t get to see Dante and Nicks because he was on the top and Nick was already pulling out his phone.

“Oh my effing God I gotta send this to the group chat. They’ll never believe this.”

Jesus, Mary and Joseph, the things he lets himself get talked into.

#aew #Loren writes #eddie kingston imagine #Eddie’s brats au #nick jackson #dante martin #Eddie Kingston #wrestleprompts #my fic #my writing #zoo date #open relationship #no beta we die like men

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sethfknrollins · 2 years

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#dante martin #aew #aew dark elevation #my gifs #jd drake #aew dark elevation: 71 #he’s so bouncy <333 #so very bouncy #look at his smile!!!!!#HES SO CUTE HES SOOOO CUTE #also that whole moveset was very fun #loveddd the backflip off the back #the last one i know we don’t wanna see him die #but i liked the way he sold it #also i thought him just getting tossed into the ropes and richocheting off was a lil funny #just a little #anyways these are for astra only cuz they are the best <3 #im imagining myself handing these to you w a little bow #:DDD

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aew wrestlers x female readers and their favorite positions in bed?

darius martin, dante martin, daniel garcia, hook, action andretti, ricky starks, eddie kingston, and i know they're not in aew, but could you add drilla moloney & charlie dempsey 🙏

AEW STARS AND: Their Favorite Sex Positions (18+)

Pairings: Darius Martin X Female Reader, Dante Martin X Female Reader, Hook X Female Reader, Ricky Starks X Female Reader, Daniel Garcia X Female Reader, Action Andretti X Female Reader, Eddie Kingston X Female Reader, Swerve Strickland X Female Reader,

Word Count: 1.3K

Supreme Speaks: heyyyy (sorry for being late per usual). thanks to my tumblr bae @hooks-martin for the request (for the last two, I didn't know anything about them but I traded them for swerve). i think this is the most explicit imagine of mine so plz take it easy on me. anyways, please remember that you are loved and appreciated. ALSO HAPPY HOLIDAYS

Warnings: Mature content (if you are a minor, please do not read), explicit content and images, explicit language and indications

Taglist: @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @batzy-watzy @wwenhlimagines @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @sheinthatfandom @eddie-kingstons-wifey

**All the positions and their names be referenced from this website**

Hook: Cowgirl

I can just see it

Him on his back looking up at you and admiring the view; with a smirk

BUT DON’T GET IT TWISTED

He is very much in charge

Will command how fast or slow you go; he doesn’t care about the speed….but will change it if he’s punishing you

“You can ride me a lot faster can’t you baby girl?”

If he sees you getting tired (or he is punishing you), he will just drill up into you with no mercy (you’re riding a jackhammer now)

Frequently brings you down to kiss you (Watering Can position)

Loves it when you scratch his torso; it’s like you're leaving your mark/brand

I CAN SEE HIM REACHING UP AND CHOKING YO-

Just to see you squirm a bit more, he’ll talk in Italian

Tw: google translate

“Prendilo per me tesoro, so che puoi.” (Take it for me baby, I know you can.)

Action Andretti: Bizet

Again like I have said in the past

Man’s a sweetheart but also very shy

This is the perfect position since he probably might clam up if he looks into your eyes

Not in a bad way ofc

From this position, you can’t see him blush

So he wants to be as close to you as possible

And he also wants to be able to slip in at any given chance

I think he prefers slow thrusts so you both can feel everything and take in the moment

Loves to whisper in your ear

“It’s almost like your body was built for mine”

I see him as a tits person, so he squeezes them from behind

…

After careful consideration, yeah my answer is still the same he is a tit person

OVERALL HE IS A SWEETHEART

Dante Martin: Reverse Cowgirl

MMMMM THIS IS MY DREAM SO EXCUSE ME FOR THE PRIVAT-

MANS IS A ASS PERSON

Smacks/gropes your ass whenever

And is a switch too idc what you say; So I think this position gives you both control in a way

If he’s the sub, you’re controlling the pace and more so focused on your pleasure by rubbing yourself

If you’re the sub, MORE ASS SMACKIN not hard or anything (he’s a soft Dom if anything)

I also believe he will pull your hair back to the point your back is on his chest (just walk with me) and he pistons into you

Is a dirty talker too

“Fuck you feel incredible. Come for me”

But tbh I see him more as a sub in bed so…he slightly whimpers and whines in my mind

Will ask you to turn around so he can see your face

Like I said prior, he’s soft so I cannot see him being harsh or rough in bed

Darius Martin: Forbidden Fruit

Teehee

Man is a giver; A GIVER I TELL YOU

Giving you pleasure to the point where all you’re doing is screaming and losing your breath?

Teehee he lives for that

“You taste amazing love”

Loves it when you are on top

Eventually, the position turns into tiramisu or you riding his face

I don’t think he’s a sub all the way but more so a switch who really wants to please you

Tell Darius what to do an he will do it with no hesitation

For an “actual” position, I think he would love the scissor position

It’s very intimate for him and it gives him access to his favorite parts of you

I also think it would be the best position as he can see your facial expressions and give you extra stimulation

Again Darius would be all for your calls and satisfaction

Ricky Starks: Oasis

LITERALLY IT’S UP HIS ALLEY

He can see everything

Tits, Ass, Face, Neck, etc.

He likes to be up close and personal with you so he can kiss you at any point

Also, it’s easy likes to motorboat you

Side note; we all know he likes to be called daddy

So yes he will be referring to himself as Daddy

“Look at you being daddy’s good girl”

Sex-wise, Ricky is a full Dom you cannot make that man into a sub

if you do, he is the brattiest sub ever

Mostly a soft Dom but will turn up the (h)eat when necessary

He just loves being in control (speed, position, etc.)

SUCH A FUCKING TEASE; will intentionally slow down just to see you whine and beg for more

I think he will also convert Oasis into the cowgirl position

Overall, don’t give Ricky too much power

Eddie Kingston: Temptation

Okay let's have a real moment (pulls up chair) This man is so selfless that it’s crazy

For the most part, I can see him as a missionary man, because of the fact that he doesn’t want you to put in work

With temptation, he can see your face and know if he’s truly giving you pleasure

It’s also the perfect position to touch all the parts of you that can give more stimulation

AND YALL CAN DO IT EVERYWHERE

Eddie is a Dom; both a hard and soft Dom

He doesn’t want to go too harsh on you (unless you want it)

Control doesn’t matter to him tbh

Will actually do anything you ask him to because he’s so hung up on pleasing you

LOVES IT WHEN YOU TOUCH HIM OR SCRATCH HIS BACK

“Touch me like that again”

Will ensure that you have more orgasms than him

Eddie is a selfless man and puts your needs over his

Daniel Garcia: Chibi

We all know that DG is a switch (man is a bratty sub let's be honest)

But more important he is an ass man

Chibi stands out the most for me to him

With the position, he can go the pace either you or he wants to go

He can also grab or smack that booty whenever

GOES CRAZY WHEN YOU MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH HIM

I can also see him in the Nirvana position

With Nirvana, he can kiss your legs

I wouldn’t say he has a foot fetish but at the same time yeah he does

WHICH IS THE SEXIEST PART OF YOU IN HIS EYES (besides the ass)

Take the time to appreciate other parts of you

I wouldn’t say he’s a dirty talker but he’s definitely a moaner

….

Even my ass can see that and I need glasses

Swerve Strickland: Doggy Style/Downward Dog

Okay….let me dream real quick

THIS MAN? IS A HARD DOM ALL THE WAY WE ALL KNEW FROM THAT DAMN DEATHMATCH

This man is my baby daddy/sugar daddy and he wishes to be called as such

You? You’re either a slut or a princess in his eyes (I’m bot-)

Loves Doggy Style cause it gives him so much control

Will pull your hair and lean down to whisper in your ear

“You like that, don't you? Lucky for you, I could do this forever.”

Will also pull you up until your back reaches his chest

OR OR

He will put your face down further into the mattress and make you arch your back for him (Downward Dog)

Loves to smack your ass and hear your muffled screams

Will overstimulate you until you tell him to stop

AND HE WILL LOOK OVER AT YOUR PANTING AND SWEATY BODY WITH A SMILE

otay…I’m done

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