#kyle o'reilly x reader

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MY SCRUNGLY WHITE BOY!!!!! <3

Summary: The reader is reunited with her old friend Kyle during revolution. Kyle notices that the reader has become close with Matt Taven in his absence and isn't about to let like slide.

"Don't you think it's a bit of overkill to have all of us out there with you, Roddy?" You narrow your eyes at Strong as he finishes lacing his boots up. "Wardlow didn't need anyone out there with him." You point to the big man who is fresh off of his match win.

"What? It's not a crime to want some moral support?" Roderick replies.

You roll your eyes with a scoff. "Sounds to me like you don't think that you can beat OC, clean." You tease Roderick.

"What? That's not true!" Roderick snaps at you. "I can beat Orange easily! And on my own!" He insists.

You crack a sly grin and lean back in your chair. "Then I guess you don't need us to stay out there with you."

"She's got you there, Roddy." Matt Taven laughs next to you.

"Yeah yeah." Roderick grumbles to himself. "You guys can at least come out and do our entrance." He gives in after a moment of thought.

You giggle and nod. "Atta boy, Roddy." You wink at him.

Roderick finishes up lacing his boots up and pulls an Undisputed Kingdom shirt over his head. With his ring gear on, Roddy walks over to door and everyone follows him out to the ring.

You walk down to the ring at the side of Matt and Mike. Roderick does his usual kneeling pose and you stand between Matt and Mike to pose.

"Good luck out there, Roddy." You give Roderick one last vote of confidence before you head backstage with Matt and Mike.

The group all files backstage and watches the match from the monitor on the wall. You are enjoying watch Roddy target OC's back when movement catches your eye behind you.

You turn around and narrow your eyes at the hallway leading back to the locker rooms. You catch a glimpse of a head of unruly red hair and your heart skips a beat. "Kyle?" You whisper to yourself.

"You say something, YN?" Matt hears your mumbling and sets a hand on your shoulder to get your attention.

"Hmm?" You turn back to Taven. "Nothing. I just thought that I saw someone is all." You shake your head.

Matt nods and both of you go back to watching the match.

After a grueling match, Roderick ends up finally managing to beat OC in a pin. The bell rings and you cheer with Matt and Mike before the three of you rush out to the ring to congratulate Roderick on his win.

"Yeah! I knew you could do it, Roddy!" You meet Roderick in the middle of the ring with a hug.

"Thanks, YN." Roderick happily accepts your hug before turning to Matt and Mike.

You stand by with a wide grin and watch Roderick share a hug with Matt and Mike. He's in the middle of hugging Mike when suddenly you notice someone is coming down the ramp. The sound of the crowd cheering at full volume disorients you as you attempt to see whose coming down the ramp.

"Oh my god!?" Your jaw drops when Mike steps out of the way and you catch that same head of unruly red hair from earlier. "Kyle!?"

Kyle O'Reilly, your long-time best friend and the missing link of Adam's little group steps up onto the ring apron with that goofy grin that you love so much.

You watch Kyle walk over to Roderick and share a hug and a few words with him. Matt walks over to your side and leans down to whisper to you.

"That's Kyle, right?" Matt asks you.

"Yeah," You nod, still in slight disbelief that Kyle is actually here.

Roderick and Kyle chat with one another but the sound is easily drowned out by the crowd. The pair share one more hug before Kyle turns toward you. You flash an inviting smile Kyle's way and wait for him to approach you. But instead, Kyle nods back up the ramp and shoots you a knowing look. You take the hint and nod before Kyle turns and walks off.

By the time the group gets backstage again, Kyle is nowhere to be found. You frown once you see that Kyle isn't around. But you know from that nod earlier that you'll see him later.

"So, are you and Kyle close at all?" Matt asks you on the way back to the locker room. "it was kind of messed up him not coming over to see you in the ring." He adds.

"Kyle and I have always been close, yeah." You nod. "He's just got a certain way about doing things. I'm sure I'll see him later." You assure Taven. "I'm just super surprised that he's back! No phone call. No nothing."

Matt nods in agreement and grabs the locker room door for you. "Yeah, that is kind of weird."

Adam and Wardlow celebrate with Roderick when everyone makes it back to the locker room. You hang off to the side of the room with Matt and wonder about when you might see Kyle again.

Your answer comes about 20 minutes later when someone knocks on the locker room door. Wardlow answers the knock and let's Kyle into the room.

"Kyle! It's so good to see you back again, buddy!" Adam is the first one to greet O'Reilly.

You watch Kyle and Adam catch up for a bit and eagerly await the moment Kyle finally reunites with you.

"YN!" Kyle finally makes his way over to you after he and Adam are done catching up.

"Kyle!" You beam and eagerly cross the room to meet him.

You leap into O'Reilly's arms and he happily catches you with a laugh. You hug him tightly while gushing about how much you've missed him.

"I missed you too." Kyle laughs at your eagerness and enthusiasm. "And hey, I'm sorry that I haven't called or texted in a while." He sets you back down on your feet. "Rehab was really taking a toll on me. I just didn't have the energy for anything else." He apologizes.

"Awe, that's alright, Kyle." You shake your head and hug him again. "I'm just glad that you're back now. And the hair!" You reach out and flick a strand of his untamed locks playfully. "I love the new look."

Kyle laughs and shake his head. "I was too lazy to cut it." He admits.

"Well I think it looks cute on you, Kyle." You card a hand through his hair playfully.

"Thanks, YN." Kyle grins. "I've been keeping up with the show while at home rehabbing." He adds. "I see that you and Taven have become new best friends." He nods over to Matt now chatting with Mike.

You glance over at Matt and nod. "Yeah, Matt and I have been hanging out a lot. He's fun to have around." You confirm Kyle's suspicion.

"Anyway. What were you and Roderick chatting about in the ring earlier?" You ask him.

"Just some stuff about me being back." Kyle shrugs. "He offered me a spot in your group, of course."

You watch Kyle smile over at Roddy and you have a sinking feeling in your chest.

"And you're joining us. Right, Kyle?" You turn to him.

Kyle looks down at you with those brown puppy dog eyes that you adore so much. "YN..." He rubs the back of his neck.

"Oh." You nod knowingly.

"YN," Kyle replies softly.

You shake your head and take a step back. "No, it's fine Kyle. Really." You insist. "I just need some air."

You step back again and exit the locker room. Kyle huffs and shakes his head, intending to let you let off some steam. But when he spots Matt head off to check on you, he realizes that standing idly by isn't an option.

"YN, are you okay?" Matt finds you out in the hallway looking upset.

"Matt?" You sniffle and look up from the floor. "Yeah, I'm okay." You lie.

Matt sets a comforting hand on your arm. "Are you sure? You look like you're about to cry." He informs you softly.

Kyle comes around the corner and hurries over to you. "YN! I'm sorry." He blurts out as he rushes across the hall. "Can we please talk about this for a minute?" He asks you.

You look at Matt who's obviously ready to tell Kyle to get lost if you need. He watches you carefully and you nod to signal he can leave.

Matt walks off and Kyle moves closer to you. "YN, really I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." He hugs you to his chest. "Just, hear me out please." He pleads with you.

"Okay." You reluctantly nod, not ready to give up Kyle so soon after he's come back to you.

Kyle lets you go from his hug and explains to you his desire for a solo run. You listen to him remind you about how he's always been with groups and chasing tag titles and how he wants to try it solo for a change. And you can't blame him.

"I get it, Kyle." You hang your head in shame for being so upset. "It's just..." You trail off a bit, unsure if you should confess your true feelings for one of your closest friends. "I just got you back, Kyle. I don't want to lose you again." You sniffle.

"Lose me?" Kyle replies. "YN, I love you! You could never lose me." He confesses. "Sure, I might be trying out this solo thing on screen. But that doesn't mean I'm going to stop being at your side outside of work." He attempts to quell your worries. "And Matt Taven can be your work buddy all he wants. But I'll always be your number one. Right?" He nudges your side playfully.

You sniffle again and crack a small smile in the corner of your mouth. "Just...don't leave again. Okay?" You hook your arms around his neck and hug him tightly again.

"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." Kyle assures you and wraps his arms around you tightly. "Just promise me that you and Taven arent dating. Because making you happy is my job."

You giggle and lean back so you can look Kyle in the eyes. "Matt and I are just friends." You ease his worry. "You'll always have my heart, Kyle O'Reilly." You lean forward and peck his lips in a sweet but chaste kiss.

"Good. Because that's all I've ever wanted." Kyle flashes that adorable toothy grin at you and kisses your forehead.

#aew fanfiction #aew fandom #aew fanfic #aew fic #wrestling #aew #all elite wrestling #wrestling fic #wrestling fanfiction #wrestling fandom #syd's wrestling fics #kyle o'reilly #kyle o'reilly x reader #aew x reader

[kyleoreillylover]

Undisputed Era x Fem Reader

Summary: Reader lost their championship to Shayna Baszler, and the Undisputed Era comfort a very angry and stubborn reader and shows her she’s worth more than a title belt.

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of typical wrestling violence, stuff being thrown (from the reader being angry), etc.

A/N: Like I said in my previous post, I am obsessed with the Undisputed Era, so these fanfics are just a way to curb that obsession lol. Hope you guys enjoy this fanfic!

The air in the locker room was thick with tension as the Undisputed Era gathered around you. You had just lost your hard-earned title in a grueling street fight match against Shayna Baszler. The match had lasted almost an hour and had been the main event of NXT Takeover, leaving you battered and bruised.

Kyle reached out to touch your shoulder, but you pushed him away with a snarl. "Don't touch me.” You growled, your eyes blazing with anger.

Adam stepped forward, his expression sympathetic. "Hey, it's okay. You gave it your all out there. No one could have done better."

What was supposed to sound comforting sounded condescending to you, and you lashed out, knocking over a nearby chair and sending it crashing to the ground in response. “Don't patronize me," you snapped. "I lost, plain and simple. I let everyone down."

Roderick placed a calming hand on your back, giving you a comforting look. “Hey, it’s just one match. You’ll bounce back. You always do.”

You shook off his hand and turned to leave, but Bobby grabbed your arm. "Come on, talk to us. We're your friends. We want to help."

You scoffed. "Friends? You guys are not gonna need me anymore now that I don't add to our little gold collection. The only reason you cared about me is cause I had a title."

"That's not true," Kyle said sharply, giving you a pointed look and stepping in front of you. "We care about you a lot. With or without the title. You're a huge part of this team and a great wrestler and we will always need you. Losing one match will never change that."

You glared at him, your fists clenched. "Easy for you to say. You're not the one who just lost everything."

"Actually, we all lost something tonight," Adam said softly. "We lost our chance to celebrate another victory with you.” Your gaze silently softened at this, his uncharacteristically sweet words breaking through your haze of anger. “That doesn't mean we're giving up on you. We're here for you, no matter what."

Your shoulders sagged as you let out a deep sigh. "I don't know if I can do this anymore," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper as the anger faded away & turned into the sadness you were trying to push away. "I just... I can't believe I lost. I was so sure I could beat her, that I had this in the bag. Then I lose like this. It's embarrassing." You turn the other way not wanting to see the concerned looks of your friends, that would just make you feel worse. "I'm embarrassing."

Kyle placed a hand on your shoulder, and this time you don’t shrug the touch off and let him turn you back around. "You're not embarrassing. You’re amazing. And we all have bad days."

"And even if you lose every match from here on out, we'll still have your back." Bobby piped up, his comforting words quieting your racing mind. "You're part of the Undisputed Era. That means something."

You looked up at him, tears glistening in your eyes. "Thank you," you whispered. "I don't know what I'd do without you guys."

“Probably crash and burn.” Adam joked as he pulled you into a hug, making you giggle. The rest of the group followed suit, hugging you. “You don't have to go through this alone," he said, wiping your tears as everyone pulled away. “We’re here for you, always."

You smiled weakly at him, relishing in his touch and the sweet side of him that rarely was shown to anyone but you guys. "Thanks, guys. I'm sorry I was such a mess."

"Don't be sorry," Roderick said, handing you an ice pack to mend your bruises. In your angered state, you didn't realize the boys had brought in some medical supplies to help you heal from your bruises and bumps. "Just remember that we're a team. We'll always have your back, no matter what."

And as the boys sat you on a chair and helped you treat your wounds and cuts, you knew those words were true, and that meant more to you than any championship.

#wwe x reader #nxt x reader #undisputed era x reader #undisputed era #Kyle O'Reilly x reader #Roderick Strong x reader #aew x reader #Undispted Elite #Undisputed Elite x reader #Undisputed Era x fem reader #Adam Cole x reader #Bobby Fish x reader #nxt #aew collision #all elite wrestling #aew dynamite

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Christmas Proposal Hc w/ Kyle O’Reilly

REQUESTED BY @oreillystolemyheart​

— ❄DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms. HOWEVER, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

Kyle was a bundle full of nerves. It was Christmas day and he was going to propose to you.

He kept changing his mind about how he was going to do it.

At first, he was going to put the engagement ring in your hot chocolate on top of a marshmallow, but he decided against it.

He then decided to put the ring on the tree but changed his mind.

He asked his mom and his friends for ideas. Getting some inspiration.

Eventually, Kyle finally decided on how he would propose.

Kyle coaxed you to go outside.

Holding you closer to him to keep you warm, as you whined about the cold.

He smiled. Though he was still nervous and how you would respond. Sure the two of you talked about marriage and kids, but that didn’t seem to calm his nerves.

He stopped at the bottom of the porch's steps. Holding you tighter to his side. Checking to see if the ring was in his pocket.

“Are we watching the snow fall? Because we can do that inside, where it is warm,” You spoke. Making Kyle chuckle. He then rolled his eyes playfully.

“Just look at the view, notice anything different,” Kyle spoke.

You were about to say a smartass reply when you noticed rocks in the snow.

WILL YOU MARRY ME? was written in the snow with rocks.

You let out a surprised gasp. Hand coming up to cover your mouth.

You turned to look at Kyle. Seeing him kneeling beside you. Holding a ring.

“Yes, Kyle, yes, I will marry you,” You beamed.

Kyle slipped the ring onto your left ring finger.

He got up as you held your left hand up to your face. Admiring the ring.

You jumped up and down in delight.

Wrapping your arms around Kyle. Wrapping your legs around his waist. Kyle held you as he spun you around. Then stopped.

The two of you stare into each other’s eyes. Before closing the distance. Eyes fluttering closed as the both of you kiss each other…

#aew x reader #aew headcanon #kyle o'reilly x reader #kyle o'reilly #kyle oreilly x reader #kyle o'reilly headcanon #xmas requests #xmas writing #xmas imagine #xmas bingo

[deepdisireslonging]

Wrestling Threesome Fics

Andrade Cien Almas/Reader/Dean Ambrose : Choose Me (AR, A, Ficlet)

Bobby Fish x Reader x Kyle O’Reilly : Our Princess (AR, S, threesome)

Dean Ambrose vs. Shane McMahon for Y/N : Who’s It Gonna Be? (AR, F, A)

Elias x Reader x Roman Reigns : Chained to the Wall (S, Threesome)

Jordan Devlin x Reader x Finn Balor : Teacher and Student (AK, S, Threesome, no M|M)

Revival/ FTR (Scott Dawson and Dash Wilder) : Hands Everywhere (AR, S, Threesome)

Roman Reigns x Reader x Drew McIntyre : Cheek to Cheek

Tommaso Ciampa x Reader x Johnny Gargano : Just a Thing (AR, S)

#reader insert #wrestler x reader #wwe smut #aew smut #andrade cien almas #dean ambrose #bobby fish #kyle o'reilly #shane mcmahon #elias samson #roman reigns #jordan devlin #finn balor #drew mcintyre #tommaso ciampa #johnny gargano

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WWE Masterlist

Fluff = 💕 (count: 12)

Smut = 💦 (count: 0)

Angst = 💔 (count: 2)

Main Roster - Smackdown / Raw

Baron Corbin - Safe 💕

Roman Reigns - Always Have, Always Will 💕

Seth Rollins - Too Little, Too Late 💔  

Finn Balor / Fergal Devitt - Luck in Love  💕 

NXT

Adam Cole - Never Should’ve Let You Go 💕       

 --------  Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

Kyle O’Reilly - Cookie Dough Kisses  💕

NXT UK

Marcel Barthel - Always There   💕

Marcel Barthel, Fabian Aichner - What’s Mine 💕

Tyler Bate - Perfect Chance💕

Trent Seven - Notice Me 💕

#masterlist #wwe #x reader #reader insert #imagine #adam cole #baron corbin #roman reigns #marcel barthel #tyler bate #trent seven #to be continued #NXT #NXT UK #Kyle O'Reilly #seth rollins #finn balor #fergal devitt

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Family Dynamic with the Undisputed Elite

this one is an intrusive thought so I thought I'd share it

The Undisputed Elite was definitely your favorite faction and you were honored when they plucked you out of the women's roster to join their ranks

The best way to describe them was like a very dysfunctional family

Adam was definitely the very disgruntled father who no one listened to

Bobby was the mom, always looking out for everyone, and not afraid to defend the father or the children

Kyle was the oldest child, always tired, and always losing his keys

On more than one occasion had Kyle lost something and Bobby found it right in front of Kyle's face

Matt and Nick were the middle children, always either calm or purely chaotic there was no in-between

Brandon was the youngest and clearly "mom's (bobby's) favorite" anytime Matt and Nick picked on him Bobby would shoo them off or scold them

It took them a minute to figure you out and soon you took Brandon's spot as the youngest "sibling", although they all called you the baby

Where "mom" had a favorite so did "dad" although he tried not to show it (surprise it was Matt and Nick)

But as the "baby" you had "special privileges" as they called it

Whenever you all stayed in the same hotel room (if you guys were being perticularly frugal) you automatically had bed rights, they would grumble and complain but you would just laugh

Nine times out of ten you would also be the one to pick out where you guys would eat

Whenever Matt and Nick tried to pick on you a consistenly sleep deprived Kyle would defend you

You were escorted by either Matt and Nick or Kyle and Bobby during all of your matches

They said it was to protect you from 'troublemakers'

Pot meets kettle am I right?

As much as you were a member of the faction sometimes you felt like a bit of an outsider, they had been friends for a long time and you were the new kid on the block

They didn’t let you feel that way for long though, soon you were fully involved in their chaotic and heelish antics

More often than not you would interfere in one of their matches and whoever had the pleasure of escorting you to the ring would interfere in yours

That was how the family worked

And you wouldn’t trade it for anything

Holy cow it’s been a minute since I posted something, fear not I am not dead, just slowly losing my marbles. I hope you guys enjoyed this one even if it’s short and a bit shitty.

Love you guys until next time!

#aew headcannon #aew imagine #aew x reader #adam cole #bobby fish #kyle o'reilly #matt jackson headcanons #Nick Jackson Headcanons

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Yandere!Undisputed Era: Bittersweet Reunion

author’s note: this is part two so please read part one. anyway, i’m sorry for taking a really long time to upload this part. i didn’t have any creative juices flowing so i struggled writing something but here in NZ, nearly 1AM, i decided to write whatever i thought of and came up with this! 

i allowed my fingers to type away and it transformed into this which... ngl, i’m pretty proud of and i have to thank you all for being so patient with me and my creative blocks, the sappy quotes i read on pinterest and the music i listened to while writing this. 

anyways, please enjoy and hope you’re all keeping safe! this is part two, please read part one before reading this~!

pov: you escaped despite using drastic measures but… that doesn’t mean it’ll last forever.

warning: this story contains strong use of violence and cursing. if you feel uncomfortable with themes of stalkers/stalking, violence, obsession, yandere aus, manipulation, torture etc or mentions of blood, killing, death, torture, kidnapping, suicide or anything similar please DO NOT read this story!

this story does NOT depict the true personas/characteristics of Adam Cole, Kyle O’Reilly, Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish. this story is 100% a work of fiction and any similarities discovered is a PURE COINCIDENCE. this story is meant for entertainment purposes only. if you feel unsure about anything written in this story, please PM me.

Previously...

The locker room was clear… maybe you were really hallucinating. You sighed, relieved but that feeling diminished when a taunting voice interrupted your thoughts.

“Hello Y/N, sweetheart.”

Now Continuing...

Your body froze. It couldn’t be... that’s impossible, right?! RIGHT?!?

Doing a slow pivot, you were face-to-face with “your fans”. But, you knew it was them under all that merch - you’d recognized those devious grins anywhere. Those cheshire cat grins, brainstorming all the torture they’d inflict on you for 10 years worth of lies. Eyes raking in the body they all desperately missed. 

“Hello Y/N, long time no see huh?” Kyle says, approaching me. You refused to let them intimidate you and repressed the tears, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down before glaring back with cold eyes. 

You spent your whole life afraid of them, allowing them to use their power to torment you. Well, not anymore. 

Kyle caressed your cheek, savoring the feeling he missed. You clenched your fist, fighting back a reaction. No! You weren’t going to give them the satisfaction. Your reaction did surprise them but it only amused them even more - they were going to break you. Like they usually did. 

His hand trailed down your face to your chest, admiring how your top hugged your breast - keeping them secure while also emphasizing them. Knowing how special Wrestlemania was, you got this outfit custom-made and it was different from what you’ve ever worn. 

“Ten years...” Kyle muses. “Ten years of us believing you died. Ten years of us mourning over you. Ten years, Y/N. Ten fucking years.” he says, holding back his anger as tears glossed his eyes. 

Awww, did they suffer? How terrible.

You couldn’t help but relish in their pain. Watching them talk about how much they suffered during these ten years - that’s right you fuckers, it doesn’t feel nice. “But...” Roderick says and without knowing, your breath hitched. The question which you’ve desperately craved an answer for was finally going to be answered.

How did they find out? 

 A million possibilities raced through your mind. Did someone snitch? Did they see you on TV by a pure coincidence? Did they force it out of someone? Did they see a post of you on social media? A media article? A billboard advertising a WWE PPV? The UUDD Youtube channel? WHAT?!?

Roderick walks closer, his grin growing wider with every step. “But... imagine our surprise when we saw you in Los Angeles. Out in public.” you freeze, stunned by his words. They ran into you by accident in public and you didn’t even see them?

“Of course, we thought we were hallucinating but Bobby pointed out a distinct detail that immediately identified to us that it was you.” Roderick grabs your wrist and points to the tattoo you got honoring your friendship with them back before you found out about their ‘yandere’ side. 

You immediately curse your past self. It takes everything to not give them a reaction - gritting your teeth and clenching your fist so hard they turn white. They could tell that you were trying so hard to not break and it amused them. You were always a stubborn one - a little firecracker, which they enjoyed. 

“That’s when we decided to do some investigating... to confirm this theory. So... we ‘interviewed’ some people and gathered data.” Bobby reveals a file, brimming with the so-called data. Inside it contained everything from ten years ago... some data going back even further. 

The data gathered showed your well-thought-out plan. Every detail was covered. Every possible situation had back-up plans of back-up plans. It amused them how much work you put into this. You were always a smart one, thinking before doing something. That mixed with your firecracker personality made you interesting... different from others. 

“And that’s how we found out. How we found out you lied to us. Used our biggest fear against us.” he states, gripping the file so hard it was scrunching in his hand. You could only imagine how they felt during that discovery. The anger, hurt, sadness and probable joy they felt. 

You couldn’t believe it. They were playing the victim as if they never did these things to you. Like they didn’t create scars you’d never heal from. The reason you couldn’t trust men anymore or be left alone. The reason you’re still experiencing trauma despite receiving help. The sole reason your life was complete hell for over ten years.

Adam shakes his head, “So... with some help, we found out your schedule and made plans accordingly. Of course, you were smart enough to have us banned from all WWE events so we had to be careful.” he says, gesturing to the disguises they donned. 

He steps forward, gripping your face and harshly squishing your cheeks. “We found you. All this work you put into avoiding us may have worked temporarily but in the end, you were the one who screwed yourself over.” he grins mockingly. 

“You have no one to blame but yourself, sweetheart.” he declares.

You wanted to cry because no matter how much you wanted to deny it... he was right. If you never got that tattoo, you would have never been caught. If you never went out because you were bored and stayed inside your hotel room, playing video games on your Switch, they would have never spotted you.

And you would still be a free woman. And your match at Wrestlemania would have gone much better.

Using your strength, you pushed them back. “You act like you’re the victims. Like you haven’t been the sole reason I hated my life. Like you weren’t the ones who created scars I will never heal from - no matter how much therapy I receive. The trauma I’ll never recover from, the nightmares I have and the reason I have severe trust issues.” you exploded. 

Over ten years of pent-up anger finally being released. “You are the reason I lost my self-confidence. The affirmation I am pretty and worthy - destroyed and irreparable. I lost everything because of you and your greedy desires. You will forever haunt my life and the worst thing is.... there’s nothing I can do about it. So yeah! Watching you suffer like I did feels fan-fucking-tastic! Hearing you be in pain is music to my damn ears! The tears that roll down your faces as you think about the pain gives me satisfaction. I’m happy I’m the cause of your pain because now you know what it feels like to feel so low... you don’t even want to be alive. So, I hope you enjoy it cause it ain’t ending anytime soon!” 

The words fall from your mouth. You don’t even register half the things you’ve spewed out. It’s only till Roderick throws you against the wall, eyes full of rage and their grip on you dangerously tight - do you come back to reality. They look ready to torture so bad... you might just die for real. 

“Looks like someone needs to be taught who’s boss, isn’t that right boys?” Kyle says, earning hums from the others. I squeeze my eyes shut, fighting back the tears ready to betray me. Mustering up all my energy and strength, I knee Roderick hard in his area and he lets go, nursing his pain. 

I wasn’t going to be their toy anymore. For too long have I let them use their power and strength to intimidate me... not today, not ever. I will fight my way out of this - even if it kills me. I will go down kicking and screaming. 

“I already know who’s boss,” I say, panting and trying to recapture my breath. They look stunned by my act of defiance - usually, I’d surrender right then and there... but I’ve changed. I’m not the same person I was ten years ago. Despite the pain, I’ve become stronger and feistier. 

This firecracker’s now a firework, ready to go off. 

Picking up a nearby makeshift weapon (your belt), you grip it tightly and get into a fighting stance - ready to defend yourself. “And it’s me. I’m the boss of myself. Not you. I control my life, not you. You will no longer be someone who thinks they can control me. Not anymore. This is my life and I will fight for it - even if I die. I will no longer be intimidated by you. I will no longer allow you to dictate my life. You are no more than someone who deserves to rot in hell. And trust me when I say, I might even take you there myself so bring it on.” you declare, eyes full of determination. 

This reaction makes them laugh, unable to fathom this new sense of bravery. But once you whiplashed Kyle using your belt, hitting him multiple times until he was bleeding, did they realize how serious you were. Blocking an incoming attack from Bobby, you kick his abdomen and punch his face, sending him stumbling into some trash bins.

Roderick landed a hit on your stomach making you stumble. You stunned him by slapping his face using your belt buckle which left a cut and pushed him into the corner with Bobby - continuously whiplashing them both until their faces were covered in cuts. 

Adam tried a sneak attack but you dodged it. Standing on the bench, you launch yourself at him and perfectly execute a Panama Sunrise, leaving him withering on the floor. Using your belt, you locked Kyle in a chokehold - choking him with your belt. 

Bobby tried attacking from behind but missed and instead hit Adam. You took this opportunity to sweep him from under and wrapped the belt around his jaw - locking him in a chokehold with Kyle. Once they had passed out, you set your sights on Roderick who was recovering and you grab him, suplexing him onto Adam. 

Sure, they had landed some hits on you but you dominated this battle. Panting, you survey the damage and grin, wiping the blood coming from your lip before gathering your belongings. 

“And that... undisputed,” you whispered to their unconscious selves before leaving - calling security to escort these intruders out. You know that they’d be back for revenge and you were ready for them. 

The bruises which marked your hands didn’t make you whimper but made you happy - knowing you stood up for yourself and came out as the victor. Revving the car engine, you peel away and drive back to the hotel with newfound strength and pride.

You weren’t going to be their bitch anymore. You weren’t going to let them control you anymore. You were going to fight for your rights and fight for your freedom. 

You were doing this for everyone that helped you but most importantly, you were doing this for your past self that never thought she’d get out of that nightmare. Believing she’d be trapped in the clutches of actual demons forever. 

With a teary smile, you realized that during these years apart that you’ve grown into someone you can finally be proud of. Someone who you could only dream about becoming all those years ago - someone that they’d laugh at, taunting and mocking you - firmly believing you’d never become that. 

Well, guess what, revenge is sweet. It’s pretty darn sweet.                          

“her revenge wasn’t loud, petty or nasty. her revenge was silent because growth cannot be heard so keep watering yourself, you’re growing.

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[dirtywrestling]

Hi I was wondering if you could do a Kyle O'Reilly x Male Reader x Finn Bálor smut fic? Both Kyle and Finn want the male reader but the reader decides to just get both of them.

Pairing: Kyle O'Riley x Male!Reader x Finn Balor

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Smut, Cursing, Slight Oral

Commissions: Closed

Imagines: Open

"It's either me or him, Y/N. Now pick!" Finn's Irish accent was thick and impatient along with the other male, Kyle waited for an answer.

"No more teasing, you need to pick, Y/N." Kyle spoke, his arms crossed over his chest tightly with a stern look on his face, slightly glaring at Finn.

Standing in front of Finn and Kyle who have both been nonstop flirting with you for months were now waiting for an answer. Your eyes darted back and forth between the two. "I pick." You started, your eyes went to Finn then back at Kyle. Both boys leaning forward with wide eyes waiting for an answer.

"I pick, both." You dropped to your knees in front of them. "I pick both of you, I can't decide. I need both of you, both of your fat cocks in my tight ass, both of your sweet kisses on mine and my cock." Your eyes stared up at the two men who looked at each other. As if they gave each other a silent agreement large smirks appeared on their lips.

"Okay." Finn and Kyle spoke at the same time and started to undo their zippers.

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[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

Could we do a Yandere Kyle ORiely

Yandere Kyle O’Rielly

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Kyle wouldn’t start as a Yandere

Even after falling for you he wouldn’t be obsessive

Honestly, I think it would take someone else pushing him to become one

Maybe after you got together his friends started flirting with you

Nothing to extreme, but it definitely puts him on edge

And if you flirt back?

Immediately it makes him feel insecure

I mean, who’s to say you won’t leave him for Kenny, or Cole, or one of the Bucks.

Kidnapping you would feel like the only way to keep you his

But he feels awful about it

The moment you realize what happened he is apologizing, almost begging you to forgive him

Basically crying at your feet

It is an odd dynamic

He’s technically the one keeping you locked up, but if someone saw they would think it’s the other way around

He would wait on you hand and foot, trying to make you as happy as possible

Giving you lots of gifts

Anything you could want he has it for you

Because he’s so sweet, you would probably develop Stockholm syndrome

He wouldn’t ever actually take you anywhere with other people

He doesn’t want to take the chance of loosing you

For him -and eventually you- it’s just a normal relationship

He doesn’t punish you

It would take a lot for him to kill someone

If he felt he had to he would, but he would feel so guilty

He also wouldn’t let you find out

He’s worried about how you’ll see him if you knew

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Kyle O'Reilly x Reader●

Summary: You pay him a visit after his first match back while he is cutting a promo.

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*Y/N's POV*

Standing in the back watching Kyle make his debut back into the ring after 2 years, I smile slightly seeing how happy he looks to be back. I have not talked to him since he returned at Revolution. I haven't talked to him since he left to get neck fusion surgery. He broke up with me before he left because he didn't want me to worry about him. Little does he know, I worried about him every single day for the last two years. I feel a tap on my shoulder which brings me back to earth and I shake my head looking over at Roderick Strong next to me.

"Hey Roddy. What's up?"

"Y/N. We are going to go out after the show tonight. Would you like to go with us?"

I look at the TV than back at Roddy with a semi sad face. He puts his hand on my shoulder looking at me.

"I understand. Not this time. Maybe you should talk to him after his match. I know he does miss you. Just think about it."

I shake my head and he pulls me into a hug. He pulls back, pats my shoulder than walks away. I feel a few tears start falling down my cheeks as I look back up at the TV seeing Kyle get the win. I sigh thinking about what Roddy said.

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Standing behind a wall, I look around it seeing Kyle sitting on the floor talking to the camera about how he is reminded about why he fell in love with wrestling.

"I'm a really lucky guy.... that I get to do this again."

I walk around the corner and walk over to him as he sighs and looks down. I put my hand out as he looks up at me with wide eyes. He grabs my hand and stands up coming face to face with me.

"Y/N. You look gorgeous. Just like the first time I saw you. I missed you."

He puts his hands on both sides of my face and I look at him with a sad face.

"Did you really? Because I have missed you and have been worried about you for the last two years."

"I'm so sorry I broke us off. I know it was the stupidest thing I have ever done. I regret it more than you will ever know. All I could think about was you when I was recovering. I love you! You are the love of my life Y/N!"

He pulls my face into his and kisses me hard. I kiss him back and put my arms around his neck. He runs his hands down my ass than grabs my thighs lifting me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He pulls back from the kiss and looks me in my eyes. I place my forehead against his and stare into his eyes realizing how much this man means to me and how much I am never letting him go again......

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[thebarefemale]

Dragoned

pairing: kyle o'reilly x bobby fish x fem!reader

plot: reDRagon and the reader meet again after working together in nxt and it gets hot and heavy

word count: long'ish

warnings: i sinned us all i guess; oral male/female; double penetration; anal; dirty talk; dom/sub kinda things

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"… well, well, well Miss Y/N.", you hear while reading the match up written on a blackboard. Toni Storm versus Nyla Rose caught your eye when somebody puts his arm around your shoulders and another hand touches your waist. Those are two different hands and the smell of the bodies they belong to is kind of familiar to you. "Kinda missed you I've to admit.", one of the men says while grabing your waist a bit harder pushing your body in his. Kyle and Bobby. Of course! You kind of feel stupid considering you didn't think about those two. The three of you met while being under contract with NXT and after a while it got hot and heavy. Long story short things got real and you three smashed after a night out. It was amazing and everything you needed after being in traditional relationships. Kyle and Bobby not only gave you your first real orgasm but they made you feel like a goddess, like a queen and like the sexiest woman on earth. After they left the promotion you kind of droped everything since it was not possible to spend time together while being on the road on different shows. So this is the first time you meet again and you have to admit your panty instantly dropped and just hearing their voices made you wet. So wet it's dripping down your left leg. First you look into the eyes of Kyle and he has this dirty grin on his face you was soooo used to. He's the one touching the skin on your waist and it seems that he's already picturing you naked bouncing on him like a damn freak. "It seems you only kinda missed touching my body.", you answer raising a brow. Kyle nods approving what you just said. "… and you missed us touching you like that though." Now it's Bobby. Bobby often acts like the mature one but he's the crazier bastard comparing him to Kyle. "Let me get things straight Y/N okay?.", Bobby keeps talking, "We're free until the main event. You're free for the whole night. So?", he shrugs. "Yeah and I got a whole load for this beautiful face of yours.", Kyle adds. This is all you needed. Your body is aching for those guys and it is like Kyle is in your head because he grabs you without checking if somebody is looking. Kyle puts you over his shoulder carrying you like his prey to the locker room of reDRagon.

Bobby opens the door for you and Kyle and you can see him licking his lips. Kyle throws you on the couch and immediately starts to take of his clothes. Softly Bobby grabs your left foot with the high heels still on. He takes it off so gently you feel it kind of tickling you. Soft, soft, so soft kisses on your skin by this man. He grabs your underwear under your skirt und pulls it down to let your pussy free. He grins while looking at you like that. "Oh yes babe, this sure is the most beautiful view I've ever seen in my life though. Look at you … damn!", he already moans while burrying his face between your legs, going through your wet folds like he's eating some ice cream. You moan and throw your head back. This man knows what makes you go crazy and it's like he doesn't want to waste time on your first orgasm. Kyle is looking at you two while he already strokes his dick scanning you from head to feet. He's actualy an impatient person and you wonder why he's not all over you already. "Open", he demand and you do exactly this. You open wide and he puts his cock right into your mouth almost down your throat. You gag a little but Kyle is so impatient he's not stopping. He's fucking your face and you cant breath properly but while Kyle is filling your mouth it's Bobby that almost got you to your orgsam. He sucks on your clit and adds one than two fingers inside of you. And while he's going faster and faster and while you hear Kyle moan you feel this heat. You feel the heat that is rising inside of you that you know so well. It's this huuuge orgasm that hits you like a rock on the head und you feel like you fly while Bobby stops sucking on your clit but keeps his fingers inside of you to ride out your high. It seems like Kyle is getting more excited while watching you. He is getting deeper but it's Bobby that stops him "Sit down man. It's time. She's ready." Bobby tells him and Kyle does what he's told to. He sits down on the couch and you spread white to sit on his lap. He grabs his dick strokes it a few times and then he put it inside of you. He's not waiting to adjust and he's not waiting for you to get ready. He starts fucking you like you never have been fucked before. The sweet pain seems to make you light headed. Bobby is kissing your shoulder he grabs your shirt and pulls it over your head. The pleasure on his face while seeing you get hammered by his best friend is obvious. "Fuck you're so tight. Did you wait for us all those month?" Kyle moans while looking at you then on the body parts which are currently connected. "I hadn't anyone since you two …", you answer and this makes Kyle go slower. It seems he wanted to hear exactly that. You and Kyle kiss while Bobby is making you stay in this position. He got his hands on your ass "Ready?" he asks and you nod. And with that being said he's inside of your ass. While doing so he moans loud and you can understand why. There is nothing tighter than your ass and Bobby is feeling this pleasure right now. "So thight so small. This ass is made for me." he whispers in your ear. "Both of you move. I want to feel you move inside of me." you tell them and you can see how turned on Kyle is by feeling both of your holes filled. "We gonna split you on half Y/N." Kyle moans while speeding up. Bobby does the same put fastly needs to slow down because of how tight your ass is. You moan and you never felt more alive. You missed getting this treatment and you missed being their center of attention. "Talk to me. Talk to me like you used to do." you demand. Kyle is changing his position a bit and it seems that your sweet spot now is fully exposed to his dick. "You little dirty dirty girl. It's like you just came to AEW to get fucked by the both of us. You missed how we fill all of your needy holes right? Look at how you need us inside of you. Look at how you need Kyle fucking you like the naughty girl you really are." you moan while Bobby is whispering this into your ear. You close your eyes because you feel your next orgasm comes closer but Kyle grabs your chin roughly "Open your eyes. You look at me while I fuck you. You look at me when you cum. You look at me when Bobby cums. You look at me when I cum." Bobby kisses your shoulder again while Kyle is laying down his laws. Bobby pulls out. You can't check what he's doing because Kyle still has your chin in his hands. But you feel his body heat again and how he's now trying to get inside of your pussy as well. "Breath breath. You can take the two of us girl. You just need to breath through it." Bobby says while sliding inside of you. Two damn dicks inside of your pussy and your body is wanting more. Kyle moans since your pussy gets tighter. You feel so full and yet so needy. With this much dick inside of you you can't help yourself but fading away having another orgasm and looking Kyle right in his eyes. Your body is feeling light and your legs seem to float. This orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks and it seems like Bobby and Kyle get turned on even more by you cuming on both of their cocks. "Gonna cover you in cum." Kyle says and both of them pulling out of you just to push you back on the couch and stroking their dicks in front of you. Then two huge loads of cum shooting right onto your face neck and titts and you can hear both of them moan while having an orgasm. After their release Kyle and Bobby sit down next to you on the couch breathing hard sweating touching you right away. Kyle is teasing your nipples while Bobby pets you like a cat. "Looks like you needed this." Bobby says while looking you into your eyes. "Hadn't dick for a while now, so …" you shrug. Kyle grins while looking for his clothes. It could be time. They'll wrestle in tonights main event. "We could make us three work. I mean for real work. Like work work you know?" Kyle finally takes part in the conversation. "Like work work?" you ask. Bobby looks at Kyle then at you "Yeah like exclusive I think. We three exclusive." You nod "Works for me." Kyle is already getting dressed "Then meet us after the show and we go get something to eat and then for round two in the hotel room?" he asks while putting on his reDRagon-Shirt. "Not for Bobby. He already had dinner for tonight." you grin while looking at him still being naked next to you. "Just like you. I mean look at you."

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[sydsaint]

My sweet doe-eyed boy <3

Summary: Kyle gets jealous after weeks of seeing his gf engrossed in a romantic storyline with Matt Taven.

The crowd hollers and boos as Matt and Mike take apart Chuck and Trent. You stand on the floor below the ring and shout back at a few fans booing your boys. The match starts to drag on longer than you'd like so you decide to take matters into your own hands. With a mischievous grin, you come around the outside of the ring and head over to Trent standing in his team's corner.

"Heya, handsome." You flash a flirty smile at Trent and skip over to him.

"What do you want?" Trent looks down at you from the apron, narrowing his eyes at you as he does.

You come to a stop just below Trent and smile up at him. "Why don't you come down here and find out, big boy." You tease him with a flirty laugh.

Trent grimaces at you and scoffs, knowing the game that you're playing. But your distraction is just enough to allow Mike and Matt to get the job done. Mike rolls up Chuck for the win and the bell rings.

"Shit!" Trent curses and turns back toward the ring as the bell sounds. "Come on man!" He growls and turns back to you.

"Oops." You giggle and step back from the apron.

Trent huffs out a breath and jumps off the apron. He stalks toward you with a scowl, intent on chewing you out for distracting him. You step back toward the barricade with slight worry but smile again as Matt comes around the corner.

"Hey now!" Matt barks at Trent as he strides toward him. "That's my girl you're fucking with!" He warns Trent.

You flash a smile and slip past Trent and over to Matt's side. Matt scowls at Trent and slips an arm around your waist. You laugh and hang off your on-screen boyfriend while he and Trent stare at one another in a standoff.

"Come on, Matt." You coo in Taven's ear and grab his hand. "Let's get out of here and leave the loser to tend to his other loser friend." You nod to Chuck in the ring as Mike finishes up beating on him.

"Whatever you say, baby." Matt nods and leans over to kiss your cheek before letting you lead him up the ramp.

Mike joins the two of you on the ramp and the three of you head backstage. Taven's grip around your waist loosens into more of a casual hold once you're through the tunnel. Everyone heads back to the locker room to hang out for the rest of the show. But when you get back to the locker room area someone is waiting for you outside the Undisputed Kingdom locker room door.

"Kyle? Hey baby." You recognize your actual boyfriend instantly.

Kyle flashes a toothy grin when he sees you. But the smile falters a bit when he spots Matt's arm still hooked around your waist for some reason. You step away from Matt and excitedly skip over to Kyle, holding your arms out for a hug.

"Hey, sweetie." Kyle graciously accepts your hug, pulling you flush into his side. "How was the match? You guys win?" He asks you.

"Of course we did." You reply in a bubbly tone and kiss Kyle's cheek. "How can those two close when they have me looking out for them?" You tease.

Matt and Mike both chuckle and share an agreeing nod. "Can't argue with that logic." Matt muses. "What's goin' on, O'Reilly?" He greets Kyle.

"I just came by to catch up with Roderick earlier." Kyle shrugs, lacing his fingers with yours casually. "And I figured that I'd stick around and see how my best girl was doing." He adds, cheekily pulling you closer to him.

Matt and Mike both nod and everyone heads into the locker room to relax. Kyle picks a comfortable-looking seat off to the side of the room and settles down. You take a seat on his lap and chat with him for a bit while Matt and Mike are getting changed and packing up their stuff.

"How was your day, baby?" You ask Kyle, this being the first time you've seen him today. "Did you hear anything about getting back in the ring soon?" You card a hand through his messy hair softly.

"I did, actually, yeah." Kyle nods. "They've got me scheduled to work Collision this Saturday against Brian Keith." He explains.

You smile at your boyfriend and kiss his cheek. "Yeah? That's great, Kyle! Gosh, I wish that I could come out there with you." You flash a small frown and glance over at Matt. "Hey, Matt. What do we have going on Saturday night?"

Matt looks up from packing his bag up and over at you. "Saturday?" He repeats. "Umm, I think that we've got a photoshoot, right Mike?" He turns to Mike next to him.

"Uhh, yeah." Mike nods. "The three of us have that photoshoot for the ROH tag titles. Producer said something about it being better for the storyline if you do it with us, YN. Since you did help us win the and all." He reminds you.

You nod and turn back to Kyle. "Sorry, baby." You frown. "But it looks like I'm booked up for Saturday."

"Don't worry about it." Kyle sighs. "We'll have plenty of time to catch up after the show, right? God, I can't wait to get back to the apartment and relax." He smiles at the thought of finally having some alone time with you.

You've been embroiled in this storyline with Matt for a few months now. You started out as Adam's secret weapon to devastate MJF. Then after the Undisputed Kingdom was founded the creative team liked your chemistry with Matt and suggested a power-couple storyline. Much to Kyle's dismay. Not that he's told you any of this of course.

"Me too." You agree with Kyle.

After Matt and Mike get packed up everyone heads out and back to the hotel. Everyone packs into a rental car and heads out. Kyle drives since he didn't have a match on the show, and Mike calls shotgun before you have a chance to. You pile into the back with Matt and the two of you chat on the drive back.

You don't notice it, but Kyle keeps glancing back at you and Matt laughing and swapping lighthearted jokes the whole way back to the hotel. He grinds his teeth in frustration the whole ride.

"I'll catch you later, Matt, Mike." You wave goodbye to the pair once everyone is standing in the hotel lobby.

You and Kyle head up to the hotel room and Kyle is up on you as soon as the door is shut. You giggle when Kyle wraps his arms around you from behind. He peppers kisses your neck gently before his lips ghost over your ear.

"I missed you today." Kyle hums. "I hate having to work separate shows from you." He sighs heavily.

"Awe, I know baby." You rub Kyle's arms caging you in from the front. "Are you sure that you don't want to talk to Tony Khan about letting you into the group?" You ask him, turning around in his arms. You wrap your arms around Kyle's neck and kiss him gently. "At least then we'd have the same schedule every week."

Kyle gazes at you with those big brown puppy-dog eyes that never fail to make your heart melt. He pulls you in close and leans in for another kiss. "I'd like it better if this storyline with Taven would wrap up already." He mumbles against your lips.

You pull back from Kyle with furrowed brows at his words. "Kyle, sweetie. You aren't jealous, are you?" You ask him. "Is that why you've been so clingy lately?"

"Yeah." Kyle nods sheepishly. "I know that I don't need to worry about anything happening between the two of you. But still. Seeing the two of you together all the time just irks me." He explains. "I'm sorry."

"Kyle O'Reilly." You laugh and run a hand through his messy hair. "God, I love you so much you adorable dork." You lean forward and kiss him hard.

Kyle's grip on your waist tightens as he kisses you. You smile against his lips and give him a small push backward toward the bed. Your poor boyfriend is in desperate need of some love and attention. And you'll be damned if you sit by and let him suffer any longer.

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[kyleoreillylover]

Kyle O’Reilly x Reader

Summary: Kyle comforts you after your loss to Ronda Rousey.

A/N: This is my first fanfic, so please dont be too harsh on me! I am obsessed with the Undisputed Era( they are my favorite faction aside from the Judgment Day) so this fanfic is to curb that obsession lol. Hope you guys enjoy this!

Tw: Some curse words and Fluff.

You strutted down the hallways of the NXT arena, your head held high and your eyes trained on your destination. You were a force to be reckoned with in the ring, and nobody could deny it. The Undisputed Era was the most powerful faction in the company, and you were proud to be a part of it. But today, everything changed.

Your match against Ronda Rousey had been going well until she pulled an underhanded move and cost you the win. You were beyond furious and stormed backstage, looking for her. You wanted to make her pay for what she did, but you couldn't find her anywhere.

Your teammates tried to calm you down, but you were too angry to listen. You shut down and refused to talk to anyone. That was until Kyle stepped in.

"Hey," he said, his voice soft and gentle. "You okay?"

You glared at him, not in the mood for his concern. "Do I look okay?" you spat.

Kyle didn't back down. He knew you were stubborn, but he also knew how to get through to you. "No, you don't," he said firmly. "You're angry, and that's understandable. But don’t let it control you."

You scoffed. "Easy for you to say. You didn't just lose a match because of that bitch."

Kyle took a step closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "No, I didn't," he said. "But I know what it feels like to lose, and I know how to deal with it. You know Bobby and I have lost millions of times. You need to let out your anger, but you need to calm down first."

You rolled your eyes, not wanting to listen to him. But something about the way he was looking at you made you pause. He wasn't judging you or trying to tell you what to do. He was just there, offering his support.

"I can't calm down," you muttered, feeling defeated.

Kyle reached out and placed a hand on your shoulder, his touch surprisingly comforting. "Yes, you can," he said. "But you need to trust me."

You stared at him for a moment before nodding reluctantly. Kyle led you to a quiet corner of the arena, away from the chaos and noise. He sat down on a bench and patted the spot next to him.

"Sit," he said, gesturing to the bench.

You hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to him. You didn't know what he was going to do, but you felt strangely safe around him.

Kyle looked deep into your eyes. “Can I touch you?” Once you nodded, he put a hand on your back and rubbed soothing circles. "Close your eyes," he said softly.

You did as he asked, feeling your tension slowly dissipating. Kyle continued to rub your back, his touch gentle and reassuring.

"Take a deep breath," he said. "In...and out. In...and out."

You followed his instructions, feeling your body relax. Kyle's hands moved from your back to your shoulders, massaging the knots out of your muscles.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked.

You nodded, surprised at how much his touch was affecting you. You were used to being in control, but with Kyle, you were willing to let him take charge.

Kyle leaned in and whispered in your ear. "I'm going to make you feel better," he said, his voice husky. “Trust me."

You shivered at his words, feeling a rush of desire shoot through you. You didn't know what he was planning, but you were willing to go along with it.

Kyle turned you around so you were facing him, and he took your hands in his. His touch was warm and comforting, and you found yourself drawn to him.

"You're not alone," he said, looking into your eyes. "I'm here for you."

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, and you blinked them away. You weren't used to being vulnerable around anyone, but with Kyle, it felt safe.

He leaned in and kissed you gently, his lips soft against yours. You responded eagerly, feeling a spark of desire ignite within you. Kyle's kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly turned passionate, and you found yourself lost in the moment.

When you finally pulled away, you were breathing heavily. Kyle gave you a small smile and pulled you into a hug.

"I've got you," he whispered. "Everything's going to be okay."

You leaned into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. Kyle stroked your hair, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Let's get out of here," he said after a few moments. "You need to calm down and rest."

You nodded, feeling drained from the emotional rollercoaster you'd been on. Kyle took your hand and led you out of the arena.

Once you were in the car, Kyle started driving, his hand resting on your thigh. You didn't say anything, feeling too exhausted to speak.

When you arrived at the hotel, Kyle took you to his room. He made you a cup of tea and sat down next to you on the bed.

"I know you're used to being in control," he said, his voice soft. "But it's okay to let go and let someone else take charge."

You looked at him, surprised at how perceptive he was. "How do you know that?" you asked.

Kyle gave you a small smile. "I've been there," he said. "I used to be a control freak, but then I realized that sometimes, it's okay to let someone else take over."

You thought about what he said, feeling a sense of comfort in his words. You leaned into him, feeling his warmth surround you.

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch earlier," you said, feeling a sense of shame.

Kyle gave you a stern look. "You weren't a bitch," he said. "You were hurting, and that's okay. But next time, talk to me. Don't shut me out."

You nodded, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes. Kyle wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.

"I've got you," he whispered. "I'll always be here for you."

You felt a sense of peace wash over you, and you closed your eyes, feeling safe and protected in Kyle's arms. He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer, and you knew that everything was going to be okay.

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[cjthespade07]

Requests Are Now Open!

Hello Everyone! Requests Are Now Open For Wrestling, Top Gun, And Bands Imagines/One Shots. Some Pairings I Will Do Are The Following. For Wrestling: Shayna Baszler x Reader Kyle O'Reilly x Reader Bobby Fish x Reader Adam Cole x Reader Roderick Strong x Reader Marina Shafir x Reader Jessamyn Duke x Reader Dakota Kai x Reader Wade Barrett x Reader Heath Slater x Reader And More. For Top Gun/Top Gun Maverick: Any Character x Reader For Bands: Motionless In White One Direction Black Veil Brides My Chemical Romance Pierce The Veil Sleeping With Sirens And More! I Will Make Individual Posts To Comment Requests On Shortly! Thanks Everyone!

#wrestlingfanfics #wrestlingimagines #topgunfanfics #topgunimagines #topgunmaverickimagines #topgunmaverickfanfics #Bands

[keysgrave]

Wrestlers I Write For

I write for both aew and wwe now!

* indicates my favorites to write for

Keep in mind I usually only write female or gender neutral reader as they are easiest for me

I'll also write certain ships(I added those at the bottom

AEW:

Kenny Omega

Hook*

Adam Cole

Adam Page

Chuck Taylor*

Trent

MJF

Danhausen*

Kris Statlander*

Cash Wheeler

Dax Harwood

Wardlow

Kyle O'Reilly*

Orange Cassidy*

Nick Jackson

Matt Jackson*

Ricky Starks

Eddie Kingston*

Powerhouse Hobbs

Kip Sabian

Ruby Soho*

Athena

Buddy Matthews

Malakai Black

WWE:

Daniel Garcia

Jamie Hayter*

Toni Storm*

Austin Theory*

Johnny Gargano*

Drew McIntyre

Roman Reigns

Jimmy Uso*

Jey Uso*

Shayna Baszler

Indi Hartwell

Seth Rollins*

Sami Zayn

Kevin Owens

Dominik Mysterio*

Rhea Ripley*

Damian Priest*

Finn Balor*

Bayley*

Dakota Kai*

Iyo Sky (Io Shirai)

Naomi (idk if she still counts as wwe tbh)

Alexa Bliss

Asuka

Liv Morgan*

WHO I WONT WRITE FOR:

I will not write for any of the following

Sammy Guevara

Tay Conti

Anna Jay (it depends tbh, I'm willing to just not alot)

Jake Hager

Chris Jericho

Bryan Danielson (I dont like writing for him sorry)

Sting

Darby allin (I dont like writing for him)

CM Punk

Max Caster

The Miz

Dexter Lumis

Ships

Hook x Danhausen (hookhausen)

Trent x Chuck (best friends)

Dax x Cash (FTR)

Orange Cassidy x Chuck Taylor

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

Cookie Dough Kisses - Kyle O'Reilly x Reader

I freakin LOVE Kyle, guys. He’s always been a favorite, and I love that he gets to shine right now in NXT, doing Solo stuff. <3 

This was brought on by a few prompts, including: > Person A and B making cookies, but Person A keeps sneaking Cookie Dough > Person A and B find themselves under a mistletoe and Person B makes comment (about fuck tradition– you’ll see it below)

Y/N/N = Your nick name I honestly don’t think I alluded to a gender in this… so it may be gender neutral.

Forgot I had a tag list. Until someone asked to be added to it. So, I’m going back through and adding to all the posts I’ve done. If you want to be added, lemme know! TAG LIST

@starwithaheart​ @shedevil22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee​ 

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Soft Christmas music was playing in the background, an old vinyl record my best friend had insisted on playing. They never voiced to anyone- or even each other- that they were best friends, but everyone knew. Everyone also knew there was more. There had to be. But there never was. Each was too afraid to lose their best friend—so instead of trying to make it more, they lived in the happy bliss that was their friendship.

“Thanks again for coming and helping me Kor. I might’ve bitten off more than I can chew,” I admitted sheepishly.

“You know, you could have always just… downsized how much you were going to make. No one would have minded,” Kyle laughed, scooping the cookie dough onto the tray before turning it around and sliding it into the oven.

“Yeah, but,” I argued, swiping a finger against the top of the bowl and eating some of the dough,” I never planned on making all these. I just kept finding more and more recipes I wanted to try.”

Kyle turned around as I put my dough-topped finger into my mouth, giving me a despairing look.

“Stop doing that,” he frowned,” You’re going to make yourself really sick one of these times.”

“Kyle—I’ve ate cookie dough since I was five. If it hasn’t done anything yet, it won’t.”

“You don’t know that!” he argued, his voice softening just slightly,” Just… please? I don’t want you getting sick.”

He gave me those puppy eyes of his, and as always, I was putty in his hands. Though he’d never know.

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes, not being able to help the smile on my face when I saw him smile.

“Thank you. Now—what’s… Oh. One sec,” Kyle frowned, grabbing the towel and wetting it slightly at the sink, before coming around the counter and stopping next to me.

“Ya got something… right—” his hand gently cupped my face, tilting it so he could wipe off the flour from my face. I tried to ignore how close he was, how fast my heart was beating. He heard it, he had to. After he was finished, pleased that all the flour was gone, he released my chin and for a split second our faces were mere inches apart.

Kyle cleared his throat, looking away at the same time I spun away from him,” So er… what recipe was next?”

“The uh… the chocolate chip one,” I replied, taking a deep breath to calm myself,” I was planning on adding crushed up Oreos and maybe some molasses to it too, though.”

“To chocolate chip cookies? C’mon! You can’t mess with the sanctity that is Chocolate Chip!”

“Sure I can! There’s a thing called creative liberty O’Reilly,” I stuck my tongue out at him, making him give me an over-animated eye roll, as he slouched back into the main part of the kitchen—putting the counter between us once more.

“Fine, where you stashing those Oreos then? The snack cupboard by the fridge?”

“You know me so well,” I teased him, causing him to shake his head in mild amusement, turning around to trifle through the snacks to find the Oreos. Without thinking about it, I leaned forward and grabbed another small finger of cookie dough, bringing it to my mouth just as he turned around.

“Mint Oreos—rea—” he and I both froze at the same time, him with feigned annoyance and me from being caught.

“It’s.. uh… not what it looks like?” I tried, swallowing the cookie dough, slowly sliding off the stool I was sitting on.

“Y/N/N…” Kyle drawled out, setting the package of cookies down gently, as he slowly made to move around the counter.

“I’m sorry!” I exclaimed, taking off at a run (as fast as I could in the house) but with Kyle’s speed it didn’t take much for him to catch up to me. His arms wrapped around my mid-section, fastening me to his torso. My hands clamped onto his forearms, trying to nudge them apart without much luck. His arms only locked against me tighter. I could feel his breath on my neck, could imagine the playful smile on his face.

Sighing, I ‘tapped out’, tapping on his forearm; he instantly loosened his grip, but his hands never left my body. They stayed glued to my side as I turned around, watching as his smile faltered only a bit. He seemed nervous, but he refused to fully show it.

Then I realized we were in the space between the kitchen and the living room. Right where my roommate demanded we put—

My eyes flickered up, landing on the green flowered stem, swallowing the lump in my throat. Kyle followed my gaze, before scoffing slightly to himself.

“M-Mistletoe…” I whispered, looking at him, uncertain. Did I want Kyle to kiss me? Yes. Did I want to lose my best friend? No.

“What do you want me to do? Kiss you?” Kyle asked, almost sarcastically, and I felt my heart crumble a bit.

“I mean—it’s tradition… but—”

“Let a plant control when I should kiss the one I love? That’s stupid,” Kyle rolled his eyes playfully—a fact I missed in my heartache. I couldn’t look at him, it would only hurt more. I tried to push against him, to walk away, but his arms locked me in place.

“Fuck tradition, I kiss people when I want.”

Instantly, I felt his lips on mine, his trimmed beard scratching gently against my cheek. His hand came up to caress my face as he kissed me, slightly deepening the kiss near the end. Upon ending it, Kyle leaned his forehead against mine, and when I opened my eyes, he was staring at me. When our eyes met, he smiled, almost shyly— uncertain.

“I can’t keep ignoring how I feel about you, Y/N/N… please tell me… you feel the same?”

Not trusting my voice, I slowly leaned up, placing a gentle kiss against his lips, nodding as I pulled away. His smile brightened, but before he could say anything—the timer started going off, alerting us the batch of cookies were done.

Together, we walked back to the kitchen, retaking our places from before. Only this time—I completely ignored the bowl of cookie dough.

At least, until Kyle and I mixed up the Chocolate Chip Oreo concoction, and as I tasted the batter, Kyle turned around and caught me.

“Alright—you can’t keep your hands off it.” Kyle frowned, before a mischievous smirk crossed his face,” I know a way to keep you out of the cookie dough.” He started towards me, causing me to playfully shriek as I ran away—Kyle right behind me.

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