#darby allin imagine

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Darby Allin x Reader●

Summary: You are bubbly and outgoing. Opposite of Darby. But Darby feels an attraction to you. Do opposites attract?

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"Hi Dad!"

I walk into my dad's locker room, smiling really big. My dad is the icon, Sting. Everything I know, I have learned from him. I am just starting to make a name for myself in ROH.

"Hello my favorite daughter!"

"Dad, I'm your only daughter."

"Exactly why you are my favorite!"

I giggle, walking up to him as he wraps me into a hug. I pull back, looking up at him.

"Let's get to painting that ugly face of yours."

He gasps at me which causes me to laugh.

"I may be ugly, but just remember. You look like me."

I gasp at him and he laughs at me this time. He walks over, grabs his bag with his paint supplies in it and hands it to me. He grabs a chair and sits next to the vanity as I lay out all the supplies. I grab the brush and start painting his face. About 20 minutes into doing his paint, he taps my arm.

"Honey, I need to go to the bathroom real quick."

I sigh looking at him moving out of his way.

"First, you made me mess up a little. Now, you have to go to the bathroom. I'm almost done."

He gets up walking to the bathroom. I set the brush down grabbing my phone. I start scrolling through my phone when I hear a faint knock at the door. I set my phone down on the vanity, walk over to the door and open it slightly. I see a man who is a little bit taller than me, half of his face painted, staring at me with wide eyes. I giggle looking at him smiling.

"Can I help you with something?"

"I was looking for Sting. We... we have a tag match in a couple minutes."

"Oh! You must be Darby! Come on in!"

I open the door for him, moving out of his way. He walks in and stops in the middle of the room, just watching me. I close the door and walk back over to the vanity, grabbing my phone. Sting comes out of the bathroom and sees Darby staring at me.

"Hey Darbs. I see you have met my daughter Y/N."

"Your daughter?"

"Yeah. Who did you think I was?"

I smile looking over at him. He awkwardly smiles back at me. Sting sits back down in the chair at the vanity.

"One of the makeup ladies or something."

Darby scratches the back of his neck looking over at us. I grab the brush and finish up Sting's paint giggling at Darby.

"Well, I'm a makeup lady for my dad."

"That's true Darbs."

There is a knock on the door than a backstage person yells that they have 2 minutes to get to gorilla. I hug my dad and he walks to the door. I turn, put my hand on Darby's arm and smile at him.

"It was nice to finally meet you. See you around."

I see him gulp, which makes me giggle. He shakes his head and follows Sting out of the room, who is laughing at him. I clean up his paint supplies than turn on the TV to watch their match. My mind keeps running about Darby.

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*at the hotel after AEW*

I grab my suitcase out of the back of the car as my dad grabs his suitcase and bag as well. We head inside up to the counter checking in. I look over at the waiting area seeing Darby sitting there looking upset. I hit my dad's arm than point over to him.

"I'll be right back Y/N. You grab the keys and stuff."

"Okay."

The lady starts giving me the keys and all the info when Sting walks back over with Darby.

"Hey. He will be staying in our room tonight."

I look at my dad than back at the lady behind the counter. She smiles and puts it into the computer. I back off letting my dad handle it looking over at Darby who is already looking at me.

"Long time. No see."

He slightly smiles, looking away from me. Sting turns around looking at us.

"Alright. Got it figured out. Let's go you two."

We grab our bags and head up to the room. Sting opens the door and lets me walk in first. I throw my bag on one of the beds as Sting throws his on the other bed. I look over at my dad than at Darby.

"Dad, where is Darbs supposed to sleep?"

He looks over at Darby than at me, pointing to my bed. I giggle looking over at Darby.

"Looks like we sharing Darbs."

"I can lay on the couch or the floor if you want."

I shake my head no smiling at him.

"We can share! It's fine!"

"Just no funny business. I'm right here."

"Dad. Gross."

Me and him laugh as Darby looks at both of us. I sit down on my side of the bed getting a shirt and shorts out for bed. I walk over to the bathroom, take off my bra, put on my shirt, and then my shorts. I walk out of the bathroom and flop down on my side of the bed. Darby takes off his shirt and pants only in his boxers and lays down on his side of the bed. I pull the blanket up and lay down. We all start falling asleep.

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*about 2 am*

I slowly wake up, moving my head slowly, feeling an arm around me. I see Darby's chest right next to my head, and his arm darped over me. I slowly slide my hand across his side and snuggle my head into his chest. I feel him move a little bit, snuggling his head into the top of my head. I smile closing my eyes falling back asleep.

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*later in the morning*

"Hey, you two cuddle bugs. It's time to get up."

I slowly move my head, moaning as my dad shakes both of us to wake up. Darby wraps his arm around me more, squeezing me into him.

"Leave us alone, old man."

I giggle, cuddling into Darby more. Sting sighs and goes to the kitchen. I look up at Darby, and he looks down at me.

"Can I tell you something, Y/N?"

"Of course."

"You may be the total opposite of me, but I like you a lot. These past 24 hours of getting to know you, I have felt this attraction to you that I have never felt before."

I giggle, looking up at him.

"Well, I like you a lot too, Darbs. One, you are very good with my dad which is a big thing to me. Second, you are a great cuddler."

I giggle, running my hand up his back. He smiles, looking down at me. He runs his hand up my neck, putting it on my cheek. He leans my head up and kisses me lightly. I kiss him back, still rubbing my hand on his back.

"Oh my gosh! Get a room!"

We jump, looking over at Sting standing at the end of the bed. I giggle, cuddling my head into Darby's chest. Darby huffs and pulls the blanket over our heads, causing Sting to laugh at us.

"Okay, well I'm gonna get going. See you guys later."

"Bye dad!"

I look up at Darby, and he looks down at me smiling. He leans down and kisses me again. I kiss him back, slightly smiling in-between the kissing.

I guess opposites do attract.

#writing #imagines #wrestling imagine #aew imagine #aew fanfiction #aew fluff #aew fanfic #aew fic #aew #darby allin fanfic #darby allin fanfiction #darby allin imagine #darby allin #charley's fics

[moxleys-whore]

Back Pain

Warnings: none

Summary: Darby struggles painting his face due to back pain. His friend offers help which leads to confessions

He could do it. He always did it himself. Standing in front of the mirror in his locker room, paint brush in hand, face half painted white. The issue however, lied in the standing part. Darby had to bend slightly to be able to paint his face comfortably, but comfort was long gone. Replaced by pain from straining his back. Lower back muscles on fire, and the kinisio tape did nothing to help. Darby was contemplating giving up completely when a knock at his locker room door rang through the silent room.

"Come in", he calls out before hearing the door creak open.

"Hey darbs, you think you help me-", the voice of Darbys friend is cut off. Darby turns to give Y/N a questioning look before speaking.

"What?"

"Dude, you look like shit. Are you even cleared to wrestle tonight?" Of course they could tell something was wrong, they always could.

"Yeah I'm fine. My back just hurts like a bitch."

"Do you need some help? I can paint your face for you if you want."

Darby hesitates before answering, debating his options. On one hand, he really did need help and Y/N was the only other person who knew how to paint his face. On the other hand however, Darby wasn't sure he could be that close to them without looking or acting like a school girl with a crush. But maybe if he let them close, he could shoot his shot. Maybe. If he didn't embarrass himself completely.

"Would you? I could use some help."

Y/N smiles softly at him before walking over to the counter and grabbing the brush from Darby. Looking around the room to try and find someplace for the both of them to sit. Eyes landing on a fold up chair and the couch on the opposite wall. Setting the brush down before grabbing the chair, setting it in front of the couch, walking back to the counter and grabbing all the painting supplies.

"Sit on the chair."

Darby follows the order, sitting down on the chair. Y/N sits on the sofa facing him. They've been this close before, he just needed to breath and get his mind out of the gutter. Try to at least, it was hard to do when their knee was between his legs, just barely a breath away from his crotch. The urge to move his his closer almost won, however Darby remained composed and still.

Y/N picked up the previous brush, unaware of the thoughts Darby was fighting off. They grabbed his face softly, ignoring the soft sigh Darby let out when their hand cupped his jaw and moved his head down. A painful expression crossed Darbys face and they whispered a soft sorry. Dipping the brush in white, they begin to paint the man's face. His eyes close, content but still in pain. The angle at which he was bending still caused him pain, but he could hardly focus on it when they were touching him. Their hand cupping his jaw softly, he was fighting the urge to lean into it.

Y/N could see he was still in discomfort, setting the brush down to let the white paint dry. Knowing that he would hurt more in the next couple of minutes from having to remain still so they could add the black paint. It upset them to see Darby in pain, only wanting to take it away so he could be comfortable. The awkward angle wasn't helping his back, but where else could he sit that would work. An idea popped into their head.

"Come here."

Darby gives his temporary artist a questioning look at their demand.

"What? I'm right here."

"Do you trust me?"

Darby nods in response. Not sure what to make of the situation.

Y/N reaches out, both hands meeting Darbys thighs. He freezes, the contact shooting sparks through his body. He stands, Y/Ns hands pull him forward till his knees meet the sofa. They sit back fully before pulling Darby forward, causing him to fall into their lap. Darbys face flushes as he realizes the new position he's been put into, he remains hovering over their lap, scared to sit. That is, until they grab him waist and push him down. One of their arms wraps around his midsection, keeping him locked in, while the other picks up a paint brush.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm painting your face."

"You know what I meant." Darby unintentionally pouts.

"Just relax, that chair looked uncomfortable on your back."

Darby goes silent, closing his eyes and relishing in the touch he secretly craved. The hand around his waist moves, shifting to massage and rub at darbys lower back instead.

"Oh fuck." Darby all but falls forward, his hands coming to grab at the person below him. Y/N removes their hand quickly.

"Shit I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"Don't stop. Please don't stop."

His face is hot, he all but whimpered at his crush. Barely holding back a whine when their hand connects with his back once more. Y/N sets the paint brush down, more focused on the man in their lap now. Their now free hand coming to rest on his thigh.

The hand on his thigh causes a reaction in his body, Darby sighs, his breathing quickening. His body gives in, falling forward, his face meeting the shoulder of Y/N. Y/N who took notice of his reaction, suprised but not opposed, leans forward to press a soft kiss to the man's shoulder, hearing him inhale sharply.

The two sit like that for more than a friendly amount of time. Darby, with his face buried in Y/Ns neck, arms now throw around their shoulders. Y/N still massaging Darbys back, occasionally pressing soft kisses to his shoulder. No words are exchanged, instead choosing to enjoy the moment the two had wished for, for months. A knock on the door breaks the comfortable silence.

"Darby, you're on in 15."

Grumbling softly, Darby lifts his head before thanking the pa. His eyes meet Y/Ns, feeling brave, he leans in and softly kisses them. Their hands cup his face as they kiss back, pulling away after a few seconds, just to lean in and peck his lips a few more times.

"I've wanted to do that for so long."

"Me too." Y/N smiles softly at the man, laughing when they see the smeared paint on his lips. Picking up a paint brush and fixing it quickly.

"Much better, now go get warmed up for your match. And when you're done come find me, we need to talk."

"Yeah I guess we do. Thank you by the way."

One thing was for sure, his back felt much better.

#aew x reader #aew headcannon #darby allin #darby allin imagine #darby allin x reader

[730bliss]

owning a cat hcs (feat. darby & hook)

g/n reader, reqs open ! 

darby: 

would try to act like he didn’t care, since he’s a dog person

would secretly ADORE your cat.... but secrets can’t last forever

nap with the cat, play with the cat, feed the cat too many treats, you name it, darby has done it with the cat

he brings the cat through fast food drive-through’s sometimes

he’s very emotionally connected with the cat

one time he tried to teach the cat how to skate 

lots of noticeable cat hair on his black clothing 

made the cats their own spots on the couch

^ got a second cat so your first one can have a friend :) 

hook: 

yea, he’s protective over the cat

also would feed the cat too many treats

the cat would sleep inside of his hoodies

he has more pictures of the cat than he does of you or even himself

he just really loves the cat because of how much you love them 

spoils the cat with “high end, luxury” toys and a cat tree

your cat still preferred the box 

do not talk shit about his cat, you will be going to the hospital <3 

thx for reading! i just rlly love my own irl kitties and just nomnom i love them so heres this ig 

#darby allin #darby allin x reader #darby allin imagine #hook #hook aew #hook x reader #hook imagine #hookhausen #cat #cats #headcanon #aew #aew wrestling #aew fanfiction #pro wrestling #wwe #aew x reader

[thesupreme316]

Hello I was wondering if you could do kisses around the body and face for AEW wrestlers like;

Face - Yuta

Forehead - Darby

Lips - Ethan Page

Neck - Ricky

Arms - Kenny

Hands - HOOK

 Torso - Kingston

Legs - Jeff Hardy

It could be to the wrestler or reader

Dear god I hope I did this right

AEW Stars React to: Their Favorite Kisses

Pairings: Darby Allin X Reader, Ethan Page X Reader, Ricky Starks X Reader, Kenny Omega X Reader, Hook X Reader, Eddie Kingston X Reader, Jeff Hardy X Reader

Word Count: 954

Supreme Speaks: hey yall, thanks to the anon who requested, sorry for the delay (as I am). thanks to everyone for their support. hopefully, I did this right. my inbox and requests are open to all. I think (hope) I kept this gender-neutral/applicable to everyone. P.S you are loved and greatly appreciated.

Warnings: GIFS ARE NOT MINE, i repeat GIFS ARE NOT MINE, none i think, slight talk about insecurities in Eddie's part

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

AGAIN I HOPE I DID THIS RIGHT

Wheeler Yuta (Face Kisses-To Him)

WITH HIS SCRUFF THIS IS SO CUTE

With these kisses, I feel like y’all love cheek kisses

He would look so content and fulfilled after the kisses

To Yuta, it’s so intimate and just feels acceptable everywhere to him

Personally, I think he would love it if you squished his cheeks together (with one hand) and then kissed him on both cheeks

Also, this would be a pre-match routine

Would literally refuse to go out there until he gets his kisses (he’s a brat)

“Where are thy kisses?” (With a fake lisp)

Darby Allin (Forehead Kisses-To You and Him)

OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT

He likes the forehead kisses on a particular side of his face (don’t fight me)

I feel like he would tell you to kiss him on the side without facepaint on (so it doesn’t get on you or it doesn’t mess up)

“No, no, the right side! Don’t switch up on me!”

He would kiss you on the forehead because it was the closest body part to him

Also, it’s because he can do it anywhere without it being awkward (like Yuta)

I think he would love you giving him forehead kisses cause it’s like comfort to him

As soon as you kiss his forehead (especially after a match), he feels rewarded and that everything is alright

Ethan Page (Lips Kisses-To You)

MAN HAS A NICE SMILE

Will just kiss you out of nowhere

Will kiss you at any place, any time

The type of person who will grab your face and squish your cheeks together

His mustache and facial hair tickle your face

He is not afraid of PDA (in fact, he encourages it)

“I want a kiss right now. And if you don’t give me one, Imma throw a fit like a toddler right now”

Will bend down to tease you and receive his kisses

Ricky Starks (Neck Kisses-To You and Him)

THIS MAN WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME-

He LOVES to give you kisses on the neck cause he thinks it’s sexy

It’s one of those kisses that feels intimate yet playful at the same time

Will leave marks on you so get your makeup/scarf ready

Loves it when you kiss his neck and leave lipstick stains on him (if you wear lipstick, lip stain, or lipgloss)

It makes him feel like “the man” and loved/desired (ESPECIALLY ON THE NAPE OF HIS NECK OR RIGHT UNDER HIS JAW)

Will not wash it off for segments and says “You all wish you had a sexy ass partner like me”

Kenny Omega (Arm Kisses-To You and Him)

THAT MAN HAS SOME NICE ASS ARMS LEMME TELL YOU

He’ll kiss your arms/shoulders cause he thinks it’s cute

ESPECIALLY WHEN HIS HEAD IS LEANING ON YOU OR WHEN YALL ARE CUDDLING

Within that moment, he will tell you “I love you”

And you? You kiss his arms not because you want to be cute…but so you can bite him (lovingly ofc)

He would walk out to the ring with a bite mark on his arm and just say “Y/N wanted a snack. So they bit me.”

But honestly, I think you would kiss his arms cause you were already holding hands and you wanted to show your man more love

And to bite him again…

Hook (Hand Kisses-To You)

I WANT HIS HANDS IN MORE WAYS THAN-

Ahem, anyways; I don’t think Hook like obvious or obnoxious PDA, but more subtle signs of it

So while you guys are holding hands, he will bring your hand up and kiss it

To him, it’s an intimate way of showing how much he loves you

I also think your hands would be his favorite feature on you besides your personality

He likes the size difference between your hands

DEF will kiss all your knuckles when just staring at your hands

“I love your hands, they’re so delicate. Imagine them with a ring on your finger.”

Eddie Kingston (Torso Kisses-To You)

Listen, I will protect Eddie Kingston with my life (sorry for yelling at ya earlier)

Now this man will save all his kisses until you two are completely alone

Loves to lay with you, with his face either near or on your stomach

Will kiss your chest and stomach as he notices that this is a spot that you might be insecure about

He kisses your torso to show that he loves you and your “flaws” (ya’ll aint got none so move right along)

“Doll, you are perfect to me and I dare you to say otherwise”

Does not kiss your ribs as last time, you accidentally elbowed him in the eye

Jeff Hardy (Leg Kisses-To You)

MY DARLING MAKES A RETURN

Man has no problems with PDA (in fact he thrives on it) But he saves his favorite kisses to give behind closed doors (THIS MAN IS A PLEASER)

Loves to give you foot rubs and in the midst will kiss your calves and thighs (AGAIN THIS MAN IS A PLEASER AND YALL CANNOT TELL ME DIFFERENT)

Does not care if you shave/wax your legs or not

Will watch TV in between your legs and kiss them periodically

When you ask him why he kisses your legs, he’ll just say “They’re just so beautiful to me darling”

As long as you got legs, Jeff will kiss them

#aew #all elite wrestling #all elite wrestling imagines #darby allin #darby allin imagine #aew hook #aew hook imagine #ricky starks #ricky starks imagine #jeff hardy imagine #jeff hardy #eddie kingston #eddie kingston imagine #ethan page #ethan page imagine #kenny omega #kenny omega imagine #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta imagine

[haddonfieldwhore]

we make a good team - darby allin

darby allin x gn!reader

word count: 1.4k

warnings: briefly suggestive?, sting is readers father, language

summary: when you and darby are paired as a tag team, he helps you with your ring gear

your whole life you had been surrounded by wrestling, so it was no surprise to your father sting, when you told him you wanted to follow in his footsteps. after years of training and practice and tryouts, last year you had finally made it to aew, and had an impressive first run on the roster. the feuds you had recently been a part of had ended a few weeks ago, and tony had told you a few days ago that you would be doing a short tag team run with darby allin, who was a protege of your fathers. if it went over well with the fans, you would continue as a team for a while and go after the tag titles.

you and darby had become quite close in the short time you had been with the company, sharing similar styles and interests, as well as being close in age. sting was happy to see the two of you getting along, and your character fit perfectly with their aesthetic, under your ring name ‘thorn’. you and darby had been practicing for your match for days, and something about working so closely with him had made you realize that you had developed a crush on him. sometimes it seemed like maybe he felt the same, but you didn’t want to risk ruining your new partnership before your first match; and his friendship meant a lot to you, and you didn’t want to risk it.

“hey,” darby walked into the dressing room the two of you were sharing, as you stood in front of the mirror in your ring gear. you had gotten a new outfit for this tag team run; pants with one leg that was black and one leg that was white, a simple white tank top, and black boots. darby sat in front of the mirror, and took out a makeup case that contained his face paints, before he began getting ready for the match that was in about an hour. he was already dressed in his outfit for the night, plain black jeans and boots, and a black cloak-like hoodie over his shirtless torso. thankfully, he was too focused on his face paint to notice you staring, admiring his toned abs that were on display under the cloak.

“are you nervous?”

“no, are you?” he replied, not taking his eyes off his reflection in front of him. you tugged at your shirt, unhappy with the way it looked; like it was missing something.

“no,” you lied. “i don’t know. what if i screw this up and make you look bad?” darby laughed, glancing over at you before going back to his makeup.

“you’re worried about making me look bad?”

“well- yeah,” you admitted, still fiddling with your top. “and i don’t know about this outfit. maybe i should just wear my normal gear.” you started walking over to your bag to find a last minute alternative. darby set down his paintbrush and walked over to you, gently dragging you back over to the mirror.

“you look amazing. what don’t you like about it?” he asked, standing behind you and looking over your shoulder at your reflection in the mirror. you hoped he couldn’t feel how fast your heart was beating in your chest as his hands remained on your arms.

“i feel like the top is missing something,” you admitted, not allowing yourself to be distracted by the scent of his cologne, a mixture of a sweet musky smell and a subtle bit of mint.

“i think you look great,” he mumbled as his eyes scanned the length of your body in the mirror, before he shook his head slightly, like he hadn’t meant to say it out loud. his hands resting on your biceps have you a stupid but enticing idea - something you had seen online once.

“don’t be nervous okay? you’re gonna do great.” darby rested his chin on your shoulder, making eye contact with you in the mirror, stepping impossibly closer to you until your back was pressed against his chest, his arms wrapping around your stomach from behind. your breath caught in your throat; could it be possible that he also had feelings for you? surely friends didn’t look at eachother like that, you thought. darby walked back over to his paints and began putting them away, before you decided ‘fuck it’, and turned towards him.

“i actually did have an idea - for the shirt i mean; but it’s kinda hard to explain.”

“okay?” he looked at you expectantly, and you sighed, before walking over to him.

“do you trust me?” you asked, and darby looked at you confused, but nodded. you grabbed a larger paint brush from his open makeup case, along with the black paint and nervously took his wrist in your hand, turning his palm towards you.

“what are you-“

“just let me do this before i chicken out,” you said, and he smiled, laughing softly as you began to paint his hand black. once it was fully coated in paint, you did the same to the other hand; darby watching intently as you applied the dark pigment to his skin. you set the brush and paint down on the counter and carefully grabbed his wrist, bringing him back over to the mirror and standing in front of him again. taking each of his wrists in your hands, you brought them around you and placed his palms against your chest, leaving two black handprints on the front of your shirt, before you let go of his hands. you looked up, your eyes meeting his in the mirror as he let out a breath, the air tickling the back of your neck from how close he was once again.

“you are going to be the death of me,” he mumbled, and you turned around to look at him directly.

“isn’t death kind of your thing?” you asked, and darby laughed softly, looking down at you.

“i think i kinda have a thing for you, too.” he whispered, stepping as close as he could without smudging the paint on your shirt. he wanted to touch you so bad, to pull you closer, but couldn’t risk getting paint all over, so instead he pressed the unpainted side of his forehead to yours.

“i really want to kiss you right now,” he mumbled, and your heart pounded against your ribcage, before you replied with all the confidence you could manage.

“what’s stopping you?” darby cracked a smile, laughing to himself before he pressed his lips to yours. you kissed him back, and he had to remember not to touch you as his hands were still covered in paint, or he would’ve held you close. you pulled away, looking at his face to make sure his face paint hadn’t smeared too much. he smiled, pointing to your lip, and you looked in the mirror to see that there was a tiny bit of black paint there. you grabbed a tissue, wiping it off as darby walked over to his makeup case and grabbed some wipes to clean his hands off. once they were clean, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you over to him, gripping your waist and helping you sit on the counter in front of him. he stood between your legs, kissing you again; face paint be damned. his teeth nibbled at your bottom lip, and you moaned softly before you both pulled away.

“i’ve wanted to do that for a while,” he admitted, using his thumb to wipe any paint off your lip.

“i’ve wanted you to; i just didn’t know how to ask.”

“you definitely found a creative way. the shirt looks great,” he smirked, admiring his handprints on your chest. you blushed, letting him help you off the counter, before he quickly touched up his own makeup.

“you feeling ready to go out there and kick some ass?” he asked, and you checked over your appearance one more time in the mirror.

“let’s do it,” you smiled, and darby tapped his fist gently against yours, before taking your hand in his, grabbing his skateboard with the other.

“do you think you could teach me to skate one day?” you asked as the two of you walked down the hallway to wait for your match to start.

“sure,” darby laughed. “if your dad doesn’t kill me when he sees your shirt.”

#darby allin #darby allin x reader #darby allin fic #darby allin imagine #aew #aew fic #wrestling #wrestling fic

[youngbuckisms]

Caring for Darby Allin after a match; headcanon list

Warnings: mention of blood!

— Dating Darby Allin involved a lot of things, such as finding him napping in odd places, skating dates, cuddling with both him and his pugs, sleepless nights, but the most notable thing was caring for Darby after a brutal match

— Darby wasn’t one to go easy on others or himself, always pushing himself to the edge and, quite frankly, worrying you to death

— So, it is no surprise that you’re his nurse after particularly rough matches

— Even if Darby whines and complains about it, you patch up his wounds, ice his sore muscles, check any stitches if he has them, and essentially nurse him back to health until the next week comes and he does it all over again

— Unfortunately for you, Darby is extremely careless

— Fortunately for him, he has the best partner in the world to make sure he’s back to 100% before his next match

— Hopefully blood doesn’t make you too squeamish, because there is certainly clean up after some matches where Darby gets a little too reckless

— It might sound odd, but Darby absolutely adores the nights he gets a warm bath and you help him wipe the dried blood off his skin and sometimes help get the tacs out from his back

— He knows it isn’t easy dating him and he knows every Wednesday night or pay per view match is a another heart attack for you, but he’s glad you’re there to help him out

#aew headcanons #darby allin x reader #darby allin headcanons #darby allin #darby allin imagine

[plentyoffandoms]

Main Masterlist ♡ Darby Allin Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Oral (f receiving) unprotected sex. Smut under the cut.

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

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it. Sorry it took so long. Sadly, I can only work on these on the weekend.

WC: 935

Samuel - Darby Allin

"Come on, sweetheart, that's it. Cum all over my face and fingers me." I groaned through clenched teeth I buried my face in her pussy once more.

Her back arched off my couch, her one hand on the top of my head as I finger and eat her out. Her other hand is groping her own tit as she cries out my name as I quickly bring her closer to the edge.

I can feel her walls fluttering around my three fingers I have buried deep inside, rubbing against that spongy spot that has her almost screaming my name.

Her juices running down my chin, as she was about to finish, but I pulled back from her body. Her loud groan sounded like music to my ears. "What the fuck Samuel?" She cried out.

I ran my hands up and down her bare thighs, still not believing that this was real. That this is actually happening. "The first time you cum, I need it to be around my cock."

I started to undress, her watching me, her already completely naked biting her lip, as her hand trailed down her body to place with her pussy. Our eyes never waive from one another.

I still do not believe my luck as I gripped my cock in my hand, jerking it a few times to spread the pre-cum around, and lining myself up with her pussy.

I started to push in, groaning as her heat and wetness engulfed my cock, thanking silently to whoever is out there, that I finally grew a pair and asked her to hang out.

She agreed to come over and watch a movie, and as we watched the movie, about half-way though I couldn't keep it to myself. I blurted out that I had a crush on her.

I waited for her to laugh at me, but all she did was kiss me, At first, the kiss started off gentle, but it soon became intense. Her clothes came off, and I found myself kissing down her body until my face was buried between her thighs.

Her nails dig into my skin as I bottom out. I look down to see where our bodies are connected, and her pussy is fluttering around my cock. I had to will myself not to make a fool of myself and finish so quickly.

I leaned down and kissed her as I pulled my hips back slowly, wanting her to feel me. She kissed me back with as much passion, if not more. Her mouth fell open in a gasp as I slammed into her.

I did this a few more times, still kissing her until I pulled my lips from hers, but my arms under her legs, and started to fuck her into my couch.

Her screams and moans were bouncing off my walls as I brutally fucked her.

"You're close, aren't you love?" Nod of her head, yes. "Yeah, I can feel you, squeezing my cock so tight. Trying to choke it, huh?"

"Please let me cum Samuel." She started to say.

"You deserve to cum all over my cock?" Nodding her head once more, I laughed as I shook my head. "I need you to say it one more time." I started to slow my pace down.

"No, no, don't stop. Fuck, please let me cum Samuel. Please. I need to cum." She cried out. I went back to fucking her at a brutal pace.

"That's it. You can cum." The words were barley out of my mouth, before I felt her body go stiff, her back arching off the couch, her pussy tightening around my cock, that I almost choked at the feeling, as she came all over my cock.

Her mouth fell open in a silent scream as I fucked her through her orgasm. Never once stopping.

I fucked her through two more orgasma before I couldn't hold off anymore.

I pulled out and jerked myself off all over her stomach and chest, just in time.

My eyes were closed as I jerked myself off all over her body. I opened them to watch her drag her finger through the sticky mess and bring it to her lips.

I watched as she wrapped her lips around her fingers and sucked them clean.

I felt my half-hard cock twitch in my hand at the thought of cumming down her throat.

"Samuel, mind if I shower?" Her innocent question had me moving away from her and holding my hand out to help her off the couch.

I smirked to myself once I saw how wobbly her legs were, as I showed her where the washroom was.

◆

We fell asleep after watching another movie. Her in my bed, which I offered the guest room, but she ended up in my bed.

I woke up to her kissing down my chest, working her way down to my morning wood.

"Before you do that. I have a question." I groggily said, hoping I don't ruin this moment. She was just about to pull my boxers down.

She stopped what she was doing and looked up at me, indicating for me to continue.

"I want you to be my girlfriend. I don't want this to be a one-time thing." I waited for her to give her answer. It took her all of ten seconds to answer, but to me, it felt like hours. She pulled my boxers down, and my cock hit the bottom of my stomach.

"Yes, Samuel." Was all she said before wrapping her lips around my tip and started to suck.

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[dirtywresling102]

Can I get a Darby Allin and female reader imagine? Something like they always cross paths and like each other but both are too nervous to talk about it until reader does a dangerous move and gets hurt.

Pairing: Darby Allin x Female!Reader

Warnings:

Imagine Requests: Open!

The first time you ran into Darby was at a bakery, your favorite bakery in your hometown. You almost didn't even recognize him without his face paint. Chatting a little before saying your goodbyes you thought it was odd that Darby was in your home town.

The next time you ran into Darby was at the mall with some of the wrestlers on AEW, you guys decided to hit the mall while in the city that AEW was taken place at. You walked into Hot Topic to see the graphic shirts to see Darby already standing there. "Darby?" You laughed in surprise to see the male look up at you and smile.

"Y/N?"

"You decide to hit the mall too before the show?"

"Yeah, I usually do. This is how I get my shirts." He held up a shirt with a graphic design of cats around a pentagon.

You grinned, knowing he would look adorable in the shirt, he looks adorable in anything. "Well, I think you should totally get it."

The show began with a battle royal with the women to make things interesting and kick the show off with a little heat. The winner would get a title shot for the AEW Women's Championship.

Grabbing the rope, you stumbled upon your feet in a weak manner. Watching the women in the middle of the ring fighting and throwing forearms at one another. Climbing the top rope you faced the crowd, your back towards the women as you crossed your arms and jumped off the top rope, doing Darby's move, a Coffin Drop.

Landing on the group you exhaled a breath groaning as the air from your lungs was knocked out of you and your head hitting the mat hard. The lights became fuzzy as every sound seemed to be muffled by a high pitched ring.

The royal went on, you were soon thrown out and making your way backstage, holding your head. Trainers quickly surrounded you and told you to sit down while they examined your bleeding head.

"Y/N!" Darby called out, kneeling in front of you. "Are you okay? You gave me a scare." Darby's hand resting upon your knee.

Feeling the warmth of his hand spread over your thigh you grinned widely. "Never better." You winced as the trainer touched your scalp.

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[windhamsrotunda]

Could I possibly ask for a Darby Allin smut??

Sure, anon. I am sorry this took so long, but I hope you enjoy! <3

Swim - Darby Allin

Pairing: Darby Allin x Original Character, Katherine Allison

Summary: Darby finds out Katherine Allison, his soon to be fiancé, has never had sex before. He changes that in a heartbeat. Based off the prompt - ''I'll be gentle, yeah?''.

Rating / Warnings: Mature, Smut, Oral Receiving (Male Receiving), Soft / Gentle Sex (P in V), Use of Nicknames (Cherry, Ladybug), 18+ Only.

Word Count: 1.3k+

Katherine watched in admiration as her fiancé Darby splashed Luke-warm water on his crescent moon-lit face to remove his skeleton half faced makeup. She scrutinized the black and white makeup on his face that bled down into the white refurnished bathroom sink. His face faced down in the sink, his pale, ghost hands brushed against the sides of his cheeks. Katherine found it really soothing to watch her fiancé's long, lanky fingers work their way into his pale, gentle skin. He stopped for a second to acknowledge the fact she was standing in the near doorway of the bathroom leaning against the door, admiring how he washes his face.  

‘’Hi, Cherry.’’ He greeted, a smile turning upon on his lips as Katherine walked over to her significant other, batting her eyelashes. 

‘’Hi, baby.’’ She replied with her hands now placed on the back of his neck, enough for the hairs on his neck to stand up a bit from. He embraced her close as they were getting ready to kiss. Darby pursed his lips against her's, she returned the favor to make the kiss much deeper than it was.  

His hand held the back of her delicate head, his tongue danced in permission right against her lips for entrance. Opening her mouth, a blissful, unfamiliar moan slipped past her when their tongues met each other. 

‘’Up,’’ He persuaded. Her head suddenly fell into the crook of his neck, panting from the intensity of the kiss. 

‘’What’s wrong, cherry?’’ Darby questioned; her head leaned up to look at her other half.  

‘’I... never had sex before.’’ She announced in embarrassment. Katherine’s head fell again, covering her face with the calloused palms of her hands. 

He cupped her face with his palms, forehead pressed onto her’s and moving her hair out of her face. 

‘’We can take our time. Nothing to be embarrassed about, whenever you’re ready, okay?’’ Darby kissed her forehead, stroking her fiery, orange hair. She nodded slowly, and took a sharp exhaled breath. 

‘’Okay, I think I am ready. Whenever you are,’’ She confirmed with her fiancé, Darby. 

‘’I’ll be gentle, yeah?’’ He lifted his hand up again to gently touch the side of her face before proceeding to lift her up in his arms, her eyes grew in curiosity and felt an unfamiliar burning sensation in the pit of her stomach. She smiled at him with trust and dignity, knowing he will never do anything to hurt her. 

Darby’s greyish blue eyes bored into hers,  

‘’May I?’’ he asked, admiring her half buttoned up baby blue blouse exposing a little bit of her skin, delicate fingers inching away from physically unbuttoning the blouse and sliding it off either one of her complex shoulders. 

‘’Yes, you may.’’ She said in a brave tone, now feeling confident in herself. 

 Katherine’s eyelids drooped as she scanned his every move. Her breath hitched when Darby slid the silky material off of her shoulders as promised. His eyes narrowed up once more, his face read the words without any verbalization:  

‘’Are you sure about this?’’ 

‘’Yes baby. I am absolutely sure.’’ She read the back of his mind like an opened book. 

He pursed his plump lips onto her bare shoulder, humming from his bottled throat. Earning a variety of noises from her, she clutched onto the back of his neck like no tomorrow. The tension between Katherine and Darby was slowly moving forward into being a surreal love-making session. He led her out of the bathroom with her legs wrapped around his skinny waist and her arms around the back of his neck, anticipating to go up into the bedroom. 

Once they were in the bedroom, Darby’s foot kicked the door closed. A laugh guttered out of Katherine; her body fell backwards into the bed. He stood back from the edge of the bed, unfastening the black small sized buttons attached to his dress shirt followed by his tight black skinny jeans and boxers carelessly thrown across the room.  

‘’Follow my every move, ladybug.’’ He persuaded, gently bringing Katherine down to her knees so her knees are pressed into the silk white vanilla color schemed bedsheets.  

She took every opportunity there was handed to her. Her fingers traced along the outline of his cock, feeling him shiver underneath her touch. 

‘’Just like that, ladybug.’’ He groaned and praised, adding a curse to the heavens when she had her hands placed behind her back, how damn hot it was to watch his fiancé underneath him about to give him the greatest show he never had.  

Her mouth decimeters away from taking him in, she softly began to gag around him. He held the back of her head, thrusting his hips forward just a little enough for her to take him down her hollowed throat. Tears began to appear in each of her creases of her green hazel eyes, pooling down her rosy, hot cheeks. How in the hell can she take me this good? He pondered, his mind swimming with the sharks as she deepthroated him from out of nowhere.  

‘’Fuck!’’ He gasped, cussing out these unholy words, his thick, veiny cock pulsating inside of her throat, moaning out her name immaculately.  

Darby quickly pulled out and brought her back up to stand before him, bending her gorgeous body over the edge of the king-sized bed. 

‘’I’m going to make you cum so hard until you’re not able to anymore. You have absolutely no idea on how much I have been wanting you all these years. Can’t wait for your pussy to finally be mine.’’ he huffed in her ear, giving a light slap on the plump surface of her ass.  

‘’Mhh, Darby. Just fuck me,’’ She pleaded in frustration, wiggling her ass in the air in front of him.     “Anything for you, cherry.’’ 

 His veiny cock glided inside of her heat at a slow pace at first. But then picking up the pace, making sure to not hurt her since this was her first time. Blissful moans escaped out of her throat, her heart bellowed in the pit of her stomach while the tide was still riding high. She arched her back off of the bed so gravity was useless, a few ‘’fucks’’ and ‘’oh my god’s’’ were vocalized. Darby devoured Katherine’s pussy whole with the snapping of his hips, a glimpse of sweat was shown rolling down on the side of his face, his hand that was cupped in her cheek inching down to her neck. 

Applying a little pressure around her throat, she gasped aloud with her perfectly sized breasts bouncing gently against the sheets, an unfamiliar buzzing swirled around in her stomach as she was getting railed roughly from behind, rough enough to feel it in her cervix when she was suddenly about to release her highs. 

‘’I think I'm close!’’ She exclaimed to the heavens, overriding out her orgasm. 

‘’Me too, ladybug. Just a few more seconds--- ah!’’ He plunged deeply inside her tight, coaxed walls. A long moan of Katherine’s name dragged out of Darby, he felt her legs rattle within her and her head fell back face first into the sheets.  

‘’Shh, it’s okay.’’ He panted, crawling on the bed beside her to plop down. His arm hung over her shoulder, planting small kisses on her forehead, tracing figure 8’s on her waistline. 

‘’How did you enjoy your first time, ladybug?’’ He gave a weak smile to his fiancé, who seemingly became wore out from the intensity of the sex they just had. 

‘’I-it was amazing, more than words can describe.’’ She replied, her breath slowing down. 

‘’Maybe we should start doing this more often.’’ 

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[gabbytaa]

imagine wrestling with Darby😩

#darbyallin #darby allin #darby allin imagine

[dirtywrestling]

(Nsfw-ish) Jon and Darby have a happy family with 4 sons but Darby wants another one ;)

Pairing: Jon Moxley x Darby Allin

Warnings: Light NSFW, Fluff, Cuteness.

Commissions: Closed!

Imagines: Open!

"Boys, boys! No running in the house!" Jon called out to the group of boys who were running circles around the kitchen. The four boys screamed and laughed as they rushed out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"Easy kiddos." Darby laughed as he dodged the hyper children that were causing a ruckus.

"These kids are getting out of control." Jon sighed as he placed the last dried dish in the cupboard.

"Too much for ya, old man?" Darby giggled as he wrapped his arms around his lovers neck.

"Old man, huh?" Jon chuckled at Darby's teasing. "I'll show you old man." His blue eyes becoming dark and full of lust as Jon's hands traveled to Darby's ass, gripping it he pulled Darby closer to him, Jon's already aching cock grinding against Darby's clothed one.

"But before we do." Darby moaned as Jon's lips trailed over his throat. "I want to talk."

"Hmm, go on." Jon didn't stop what he was doing, his hands exploring Darby's body.

"I want another baby." Darby breathed out as Jon bit his neck only to pull away.

"What?" Jon choked. "Another baby?" He swallowed.

All Darby could do was nod his head and stare up at Jon with begging eyes. "Fuck, how can I say no to you? Come here." He growled, pulling Darby in to a tight grasp they quickly flinched to hear something breaking in the living room along with childish laughter and foot steps running away.

#jon moxley imagine #jon moxley #darby allin #darby allin imagine #wrestling imagines #wrestling blog #wrestling smut #wrestling smut imagines #wrestling fluff #wrestling stories #wrestling fanfics #jon moxley x darby allin

[moxleys-whore]

Desperation

Warnings: mention of blood and injury, suggesting tones

Not requested

You should have been used to it by now, but your breath still caught in your throat every time Darby took a particularly rough bump. Worrying for his body as well as his future, knowing that wrestling means everything to him.

Pacing backstage, waiting for your lover to come through the curtain. Wanting to be the first person to get to him so you can drag him to medical. After what felt like years, but was really a few minutes, a pale figure comes through the curtain. His eyes meet yours, a loving but slightly pained look. Words are not spoken as he makes his way to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and burying his head in your neck. As you wrapped your arms around him, letting one hand run through his hair, he mumbles into your neck, "Take care of me, please.".

Pulling back to look in his eyes, telling him softly, "You need to be checked out.", his eyes drop slightly at that. He nods his head, agreeing to get checked out by the medical staff.

Walking down the hall, hand in hand, you can see Darby fidgeting a lot out of the corner of your eye. Looking at his face you can see a storm of thought behind his eyes. You want to ask what's wrong but before you even get the chance to speak, you arrive at the door to the impromptu medical room for the night.

"Do you want me to go in with you?" You softly question him. He shakes his head no before pecking your lips and walking in to the room. Leaving you to stew in your thoughts alone. You walk the hall and make your way to Darbys locker room. Since you didn't have a match tonight you stayed in his locker room. Sitting on the small couch pressed against the wall, you think back on anything that may have upset your lover. When nothing comes to mind you re play his match in your head. Everything went as planned, not being able to understand what may upset him, you decide to ask him. Your thoughts are interrupted by the locker room door opening. In walks Darby with his back taped up. You stand to check on him, walking over to his form you run your hands along his sides, lightly cupping his jaw in one hand.

"You okay baby?", you question him softly, looking into his eyes.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just sore, doc said I'm fine."

He wraps his arms around your waist, leaning his head onto your shoulder, mumbling something you couldn't make out.

"What was that?"

"Take care of me, please"

No words are spoken as he packs up, opting to hand you the keys to the rental. The two of you walk out of the building, getting into the car, Darby throws his bag into the back before sitting in the passenger seat. Still no words are spoken as you begin the drive back to the hotel. Darby is still fidgeting a bit so as a way to comfort him, you place your hand on his thigh. Though, you don't miss the way his hips slightly buck. Looking over at him you see him cover his face, not fast enough though as you can see a deep red painting his cheeks all the way down to his shoulders. Now you know why he was so fidgety and quiet, he's needy. Despite his match not even an hour ago its evident that he doesn't plan on resting anytime soon. Giving his thigh a light squeeze he let's out a pleading, whimper noise. The rest of the ride is filled with Darbys heaving breathing.

Arriving at the hotel, Darby gets out of the car with a sense of urgency. He grabs your hand and practically pulls you into the elevator, immediately pulling you close and connecting your lips to his. The kiss is filled with desperation and neediness. You use one hand to grab the back of his neck and pull him impossibly closer. Only pulling apart when the elevator doors open and Darby all but runs to the room you and him are sharing. The moment the door opens you push him inside and against the door. His face still has some paint on it and there's dried blood on his chest, but that doesn't stop either of you from a heated make out session.

Kissing your way down to his neck, you hear his breath hitch and his hands grip you tighter.

"Please.. please I need you."

#darby allin x reader #darby allin imagine #darby allin #aew x reader #aew headcannon

[730bliss]

less leaning, more cleaning

darby needs help cleaning the bathroom after a party. gn reader <3

(hey, i opened requests! you can see my guidelines here ! you can request more darby or someone else! please! im running out of ideas!) 

one thing about darby, is that he’s very stubborn. especially when it comes to asking for help. so when you fell asleep on the couch before all the post-party cleaning was done, he took it upon himself to finish without disturbing you. except, there was one slight problem: 

the bathroom. 

he had basic vacuuming, sweeping, and Clorox-wiping skills, but the bathroom? clueless. too many different products that all seemed to do the same thing, too many tools that also seemed to do the same thing. but, how hard could it really be? he’d just, read the directions on the bottles. 

all was going smooth at first. he cleaned the sink and counter-top with no problem, the tub and shower combo your little apartment had was a bit challenging, but he got it. even if it was starting too smell a bit too chemically in there already. 

but the toilet. 

oh no. 

first, he tried to unclog the toilet, the um... stuff left in the toilet was courtesy of the party guests. and it worked! until the unwanted residue decided it wanted to stay a bit longer. oh god, if you saw the way it looked you would freak! you make a point of keeping your bathroom clean! he’s seen your entire house look like a tornado ran through it, but the bathroom? not a dirt speck in sight. darby knew he had to do this. 

he needed to make sure this bathroom was sparkling. so, after trying to figure out how toilet bowl cleaner worked, he poured the entire bottle into the toilet. unsure if that would be enough, he got your dish soap from the kitchen and threw in only a little bit. 

half the bottle of the soap you bought yesterday a little bit. 

and then, he saw it. the powdered bleach. 

it’s just bleach, right? it’d help get the stains out. maybe some of the hard water stains too. what’s the worst that could happen? he’d seen some of those cleaning tiktoks you’d been watching. if it worked for them it would work for him, right? 

he poured some into his concoction. and before he could even reach for the toilet brush, darby found himself coughing. his eyes were stinging. his throat was suddenly sore. he couldn’t breathe. all the chemicals mixed together in the toilet on top of the pre-existing fumes caused him to run out of the bathroom. 

that’s when you woke up. 

the scent hit your nose, too. but what you were most worried about, was your boyfriend seemingly about to cough to death. he was bent over in the kitchen, and you got up to go see what was wrong. 

“what’s going on?” you said, still a bit sleepy. you ran a hand up his back, and he turned to face you. 

“i was uh, trying to clean the bathroom,” he said.

“and?” you said worriedly. 

“i mixed all the products together in the toilet,” he responded. 

you let out a big laugh. 

“is that really what’s wrong?” you asked, laughing in between words. 

he rolled his eyes. 

“it’s not that funny,” darby said quietly.

“oh,” you stopped laughing. “how about you open that window and i’ll take care of the bathroom,” you added. 

“you’re not mad?” he asked. 

“why would i be mad? i’ve done it before, and you were only trying to help,” you assured. 

you cupped his cheeks and kissed him sweetly. 

“now hurry up! less leaning and more cleaning, darby!” 

he laughed and opened the window as you prepared to face the mustard gas inside the bathroom. 

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[thesupreme316]

Any wrestler with face paint, painting the reader face like their for a match like Darby Allin and his skull face paint?

SORRY FOR THEE DELAYYY

Pairing(s): Darby Allin x Fem!Reader, Jeff Hardy x Fem!Reader, Finn Balor x Fem!Reader, Tama Tonga x Fem!Reader, Ricky Starks x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 817

Supreme Speaks: i had fun writing this cause jeffery is back and my heart is full (i hope he is healthy and everything is going great in his life). thank you to @hookerforhook for being so patient and allowing me to write your request. Also I hope everyone is doing well and please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread, gifs are not mine, i repeat gifs ARE NOT MINE

Taglist (if you wanna be a part of it, lemme know):  @hookerforhook  @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom @wwenhlimagines @triscillal

Jeff Hardy: (MY FIRST WRESTLING CRUSH AND FELLOW CAROLINIAN)

IS VERY EXCITED TO HELP YOU

Typically with him, he would allow you to pick out the colors

“I like those colors too darling” (I will always love this man)

Will dedicate some looks to you and your favorite color

When you said you wanted to start painting your face, Jeff immediately bought the supplies and gave you tips

“Okay this brand is the best with brushes, but if you want to use your fingers use this brand” (again I love this man)

Will coordinate looks with you

As you do your first look, he will look at you with love and admiration (he feels honored that you wanted to start wearing faceprint)

Believes that faceprint shouldn’t have structure, just do what you want aka abstract

Jeff will ensure that your faceprint looks good, even if you don’t think so

Will only fix it up if you want him to, not a second before

“Of course sweetheart, I’ll help you” (I can just hear that beautiful country accent in my head)

Will post your face paints on his instagram/twitter

Darby Allin:

This man would be excited internally, but would not allow you to see it

On the outside: Oh cool, yeah I’ll help you

On the inside: WE ARE SO GETTING MARRIED

Will show you how to achieve the iconic look

After failing a couple of times, you just asked Darby to paint your face

I CAN TELL THAT THIS MAN WOULD BE SO GENTLE WITH YOUR FACE (pause)

Like you wouldn’t even feel his fingertips that’s how gentle he is (again pause)

Darby would talk you through what he’s doing 

“Okay I’m going to apply the stitches around your mouth…stop moving…no you’re not ticklish, you’re just childish”

I feel like for him he would use brushes especially around your ear

Will give you the proper tools to take off the remaining faceprint, even though most of it will be in the ring after your match

Darby would be the one to take aesthetic photos with you

And would constantly reference your face paint as his “most perfect look ever”

Finn Balor:

THIS MAN WOULD BE HELLA EXCITED

Definitely would ask you to do something comic book inspired

Venom, Spiderman, Carnage, Spawn, etc.

“DO GWEN STACY”

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!”

Would giggle as he puts on your face and bodypaint on (or as the makeup artist does)

Like Jeff, he would definitely give you recommendations for brands of paints

Has many makeup wipes on standby incase you don’t like any of the looks

Definitely would do a throwback look to his Demon era

Tbh, I think Finn would also give you the arm decorations that he uses as well

Expects you to have an alter ego as well

Wants to do a couple look if you guys can or in a match

Everyone lost their shit when you and Finn stood across the ring from Edge and Beth Phoenix 

Tama Tonga:

Although he doesn’t do faceprint anymore, I had to include my husband

He kept his face paint simple tbh

When you asked for inspiration or advice he simply said

“Do what your heart desires”

“Who are you? Bob Ross?”

“A Tongan Bob Ross….yes”

Would definitely do his past face paints on you

Doesn’t want you to talk as it breaks his concentration and makes him giggle

Tama would definitely reminiscence with his brother about the days they use to put on the faceprint

He would bring back his face paint just to match with you for one match/night

Everyone would lose their shit on twitter and take it as a sign of the old G.O.D coming back

“Nah I’m just supporting my girl”

Bonus** Ricky Starks: (cause of that one time he painted his face to mimic Darby)*

THIS MAN WOULD BE CACKLING

Long story short, you wanted to poke fun at your opponent who wears faceprint (Abadon, Rosemary)

This man would grab the nearest makeup artist and ask them to do an “inspired” look

“I don’t know you would make this look good…it looks like they got dressed in the dark”

Would post progress photos to his story

Gives you tips on how to mock your opponent

When your look was finished, man STRAIGHT UP CACKLED

“I’m surprised that you actually look very cute yet scary”

Would definitely pinch your cheeks to tease you

But then gets upset that the paint ended up on his fingers

….would definitely take credit for the work….

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[sincerelymeridyth]

Darby Allin: The Last Three Years (Part 2)

Bet y’all thought I forgot. Nope I just needed time to think about Part 2. I hope y’all enjoy and again I am new to this so be kind. Also I use his ring name and real name interchangeably so sue me. 

Oh and heres Part One 

So admittedly you had no idea what to do next. Who in the hell would, it’s not just like you could just met the man who stomped you heart out for coffee and say “Surprise you have a son”. So after a few days and many MANY missed calls and text from Darby you agreed to have hime come to your place and talk. To most it seemed like a bad idea but this is where you felt the most comfortable and you knew no matter how awkward and hard this conversation may be he would never in a million years would Sam hurt you. So there you sat and waited until there was a quiet knock at your door. You slowly opened it to be met with you favorite pair of blue eyes, one of the things you were so thankful your son got from him. 

“Hi” Darby said shyly almost like he had never met you before. In a way that was true, you were a completely different person from three years ago. That thought almost gave you a little comfort. 

“Come in please” You muttered completely lost in your own thought you had forgotten to invite him in. 

He took one step inside and quietly started to look around. You offered to go get some water and be back shortly. When you returned you saw him staring at picture you had hung on the walls. Some from when you were pregnant, some from just after axel was born, his first birthday with cake covering his face, all the memories you wish Darby could have been there for. You set the cups down and walked to stand next to him. 

“He’s yours. I know thats not news considering his age and the fact he looks completely like you.” You finally said. There was no point in avoiding the elephant in the room anymore. Once you had finally said it out loud a weight had been lifted off you shoulders. Darby turned to you with a small smile and gestured for you to sit down . 

“Sam I-” He cut you off before you could start

“I wanted to be mad at you. I was so so mad at you the night I saw you at the show. I knew the moment I saw him and you he was mine and I couldn’t believe you of all people would keep that from me. Keep my son from me.” Darby started and as much as it hurt you knew he was right. At the end of the day no matter the fear and hurt he had caused you it was selfish to keep him from his son. 

“But” Darby continued. “After a day or so I started to understand why. I can’t imagine what it must have been like to do this, all of it, alone. How scared you must have been, how hurt you must have been. So am I mad, a little I mean I’ve missed so much, but I want you to know before we talk this through I am no mad at you. I understand and I forgive you.” 

You were too stunned to speak. How? How could he be so calm about this all. You kept the biggest secret in the world from him and he forgives you? After picking you jaw up off the floor you began to speak. 

“Thank you. Ive thought a lot about how this conversation could and would go. If I’m honest it was a lot more yelling. You don’t know what it means that you’re willing to give me that forgiveness.” You started “I wanted to call I did but I was so afraid you wouldn’t want him anyway. That I could tell you about him and you just wouldn’t care and I didn’t want that for him. He’s my whole world I would do anything to protect him and in my heart keeping him from the same pain I felt was easier. God I wanted you there though, his first Holidays, first steps, and even those awful blowout diapers you deserved to be there for all of it. I can’t make up for taking that away but I would love for you to be there for him now.” 

Darby smiled a true smile “Of course I want to be there. You know Y/N you still haven’t told me my little mans name.”

“Axel” You stated proudly “Axel Louis Ratsch” 

Darby laughed a proud laugh “Cool name glad I picked it. Is he here can I meet him?” 

“I actually asked my mom to take him to the park down the road. I didn’t want him to hear anything if this conversation went south. I’d be happy to take you you down there though.” 

“I’d like that a lot.” Darby got up to put his shoes on and you did the same. 

On your way to the park you started “I know this is the last conversation too have and its a little random. Hell I don’t even know my own feelings but I’m not ready for a relationship of any kind. It just doesn’t feel right for my life right now.” 

Darby smiled “Thank you for telling me. I feel the same, I just learned a lot of life changing things and over all my life is pretty crazy. I love you hell I always have and who knows where we will be in the next three years. For now though, I’m happy just being the best parents we can be” 

You hugged him a really tight genuine hug. On your walk you talked caught him up on all the likes and disliked of your little boy. You talked wrestling and before you knew it you had arrived a the park. Finding your mom and giving her a hug. She hugged Darby practically talking his ear off about how good he looked and all he missed. Soon though your little boy spotted you and he took off running admittedly faster than he could handle and he feel hard. One of those falls you knew thought would need a bandaid but you couldn’t help but laugh at his words as he got up. 

“Im okay momma” He said crashing into your legs 

“ I know buddy you always are.” You looked at Darby who looked almost impressed. Any other kid would have been a puddle of tears but not yours. You picked up your little boy checking the damage and turning him to meet Darbys gaze. 

“Axle. This is Sam, he’s your dad and he’s going to be around quite a lot” You said not quite sure how to put it in three year old language. You knew no matter what this was going to be a learning curve but this felt like a place to start. After a while you almost thought this was going to end poorly. Your son loved making new friends though so eventually Axle looked at Darby and smiled wide jumping out of your arms practically clinging onto his neck so he would hold him. 

“We’re gonna be best friends” Axle said pointedly 

Darby looked at him and smiled “Yeah buddy I think so too” 

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[youngbuckisms]

Hi I don’t know if your can writer something like this Where Reader is married to Darby Allin. And reader and Darby has kids or a kid And Reader and Darby kid/ kids has never gotten to see Their Dad Darby wrestle at an AEW show in person. And the Darby and Reader kid/ kids were at Aew dynamite. Where Darby is in a match with Christian Cage. Christian goes over to reader and darby kid/ kids and Darby attacks Christian?

Don’t Even Look At Them (Darby x reader); drabble

Word count: 1,067

Warnings: none!

Notes: I loved this idea so so much, you have no idea. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!! I definitely put more into this than I needed to, but thinking of his daughter watching all the people she met backstage was too cute.

It was a promise Darby had made to your daughter about a week ago. When it was little Aurora that brought it to his attention after coming home after a show, realizing that she had never seen her dad wrestle. Sure, Darby took both of you to shows sometimes and you would catch glances at the televisions from the back, but she had never actually got to sit and watch her dad do what he loved most.

So, Darby promised Aurora that you and her would be at ringside to watch a match between him and Christian Cage. Of course, she was ecstatic, so excited to finally get to see her dad wrestle and Darby seemed to think she was finally old enough.

It was clear to you that she was already having a blast. Darby wasn’t for another couple of matches, so she got the chance to watch the others before Darby went on. Typically she would wish him luck backstage, but you figured it was best for her to get used to all that she was going to see. The physicality, flips, blood ( and of course Moxley was there to prove that example ), the way wrestlers would almost always just get back up. And by the second match, she seemed to get it just fine.

Every time she knew one of them, an excited point would be given and she’d turn towards you to tell you who they were — though she didn’t remember the young bucks’ names, and could only think of calling them the deers. She got to see Moxley, even getting an uncle-like ruffle of her hair when he spotted her before the match.

With her sitting in your lap, she couldn’t help her excited little claps and bounces upon Darby coming out for his match. Making his way over to the barricade where you both sat, he leaned over to press a kiss to your lips before gently pressing his head against Aurora’s to talk to her.

“Daddy’s gonna kick some ass, alright? I love you.” Aurora’s happy giggles were music to his ears and truly the only motivation he needed.

“Love you too, daddy!” She squealed for him to hear over the music and fans as she received a kiss on top of her head.

The unfortunate part of it all though was that Christian Cage was a scumbag. He knew how to get under people’s skin, how to taunt them, make them angry and lose focus. He was good at it, Darby could give him that. And as much as Darby wanted to say Christian couldn’t get into his head, he would be lying.

Multiple comments as they fought, shouting for Darby to hear over the cheers of fans, constantly asking him if he really wanted his daughter to see him get beat like this and even encouraging him to leave while he could. It put a fire inside him upon hearing those things and it would be a mistake to charge at Christian without a second thought. Darby, however, was prone to making mistakes such as that. It left him laid out in the middle of the ring, chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. He expected a pin, for Christian to try and get the three count, but there was nothing.

Rather than take the pin, Christian decided to play mind games, do what he did best. Rolling out of the ring, he walked over to the barricade where a worried Aurora was sitting on your lap, a frown present on her lips as her attention was turned to the man responsible for laying Darby out on the mat.

“Is that your daddy?” A gentle nod came from the girl as you glared daggers into the man standing right outside the barricade.

“Yeah? Bet you wish your daddy wasn’t such a loser, huh?” The way he spoke sounded so condescending, looking down on both you and your daughter as if for even associating yourself with Darby Allin.

“He’s not a loser!” She shouted at him with watery eyes as you attempted to calm her down by gently bouncing her in your lap. But she was upset, there was no calming her down as she screamed ‘he’s not’ over and over to drown out Christian’s excessive taunts not towards just Darby’s little girl, but towards you as well.

“Darby was the best you could find? I mean .. ”

But before Christian could finish, a pair of black boots made contact with his body. Darby had run and jumped, successfully kicking Christian to the ground and into the adjacent barricade without a second thought the moment he realized what had happened. Forcing himself back up from the floor from the harsh dropkick, he turned to both of you and gave Aurora a smile, despite how much pain he was in. But it was enough to get her to wipe her tears and return the shining smile right back.

With a hand in Christian’s hair, he yanked the older man back into the ring to finish the match, proving more difficult than he thought. But in the end, Darby had enough motivation to push through, to hit the coffin drop twice before the match had been finished.

The cheers all became muffled, but yours and Aurora’s were the only ones that mattered at the moment. Getting out of the ring, he came to your side once more to pick up Aurora and resting her on his hip, a kiss pressed to the side of her head with a smile on his face.

“You were so cool, daddy!” She squealed, arms wrapped around his neck as he hugged her tight.

Despite how badly his back hurt at the moment, he didn’t want to let her go or put her down. Helping you around the barricade with the help of one of the security members, he would support her with an arm as a hand would reach out to you to take. Guiding you to the ramp to go to the back, Aurora would continue to praise her dad for all he did tonight, with dramatic retellings of events she had remembered.

This moment would be the moment Darby realized he should bring you both to more shows from now on, as he hadn’t been this happy after leaving a match in a long time.

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