#sammy guevara x reader

[plentyoffandoms]

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

You're Okay

The Lads x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestlers Masterlist

Summary: in the ASK box

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

Warnings: Some swearing.

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

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

The Lads - Anthony, Tyler, Darius & Dante

YN'S POV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

HOOK'S POV:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

~

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

Silence.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

ANTHONY BOWENS POV:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My bag, my phone."

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

"Shower head and tile."

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

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

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

"Anthony,"

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

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

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

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

"Fine. She was getting boring anyways."

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

"She good?" I was asked.

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

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

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

We all agreed to a night in.

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

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[thesupreme316]

How aew men react to someone disrespecting their gfs

nick wayne x female reader, darius martin x female reader, hook x female reader, action andretti x female reader, dante martin x female reader, Eddie kingston x female reader, ricky starks x female reader

AEW BOYS React to: You Being Disrespected/Them Protecting You

Word Count: 1K

Supreme Speaks: hey sorry for being late. but thanks for being patient. you and another anon had the same request so i hope they also see this. i hope you guys enjoy this. Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warning: GIFS AINT MINE, mentions of explicit language, slightly suggestive language

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

Nick Wayne:

Okay, in my mind NICK IS A BABY

HE JUST WANTS PEACE

So he’ll ask for an apology from the person and but they refuse…In fact, they double down

And he just gets to fighting; lunging and tackling the person

But I think he’ll blackout fight

Like he didn’t even know he threw a punch until you pulled him off the other dude/person

Nick would be in shock at his actions, he’s shocked that he was that angry

He doesn’t like physical confrontation HES JUST A BABY

Would definitely buy you anything after that to make it up to you

But if he sees them again, it’s on and poppin

Darius Martin

Okay, tbh yall can go back (light years away) to find when I wrote Darius defending the reader against Sammy Guevara (ew)

But I believe that Darius is very diplomatic

Like he’ll fight with words first

He be like trying to create distance between you and the person

Constantly getting in their face and telling em to back up

Hates when you feel uncomfortable and tries to keep his anger at bay so that way you don’t get frightened

HOWEVER

I do think that Darius would wait for your approval to punch the person or lay hands on them

Him: looks back for approval

You: sighs yea

He doesn’t care who is around, he wants to send a message that you should never be disrespected

Ricky Starks

Okay like I always say…Ricky is a sassy and bold man

So I see him verbally assaulting the person before any punches are thrown

“You have the nerve to talk like that to my girl? In that outfit? Your parents must be so disappointed”

Ricky would just tell you to pay no mind to the person but they kept pushing his buttons

So he did what any gentleman would do

He calmly placed you at the side, turned to the disrespectful person, and calmly whispered in their ear

The person would then make a disgusted face and quickly walk away; mumbling an apology to you

Ricky wouldn’t tell you what he did, all he said was “Let’s go back to having a gorgeous day, beautiful.”

It was like you saw a switch go off…

But he then tells you the only disrespectful thing you’re gonna take is THAT PIPE IN YO-

Dante Martin (okay, idk why but Dante has been on the front of my mind recently….SO MY BABY)

If you have seen various tag matches with him and Darius, Dante is more of a hot-head/impulsive person

I also think because of him putting on weight (HAVE YALL SEEN HIS BACK?? OMG I JUST WANNA-)

He has found new confidence in protecting you, a task he doesn’t take lightly

So I think he will punch first, ask questions later

But it’s so bad that Darius or any of The Lads would have to hold him back

Yeah, after that he’s quiet as a mouse

He’ll only be thinking about how he can better protect you

If someone tries you again, I think he would try to use his words

…

But that doesn’t work so he’ll just go back to punching people left and right

Hook

Mr. Nice Guy

JUST KIDDING

He’s a silent killer, we all knew that

So if anything he’s choking out bitches left and right

Without hesitation like it happens so fast and you didn’t even know how he managed to it

Like are you dating the cold-heart handsome devil or Sonic the Hedgehog

But what makes it funnier is that he’s choking out a person with a straight ass face

Like no struggling or strain on his face

AND THEN

He gets up and continues the conversation that you two were previously having

Like he didn’t wasn’t your shining knight

“So yeah I like Cool Ranch more than Nacho Cheese”

Action Andretti

Andretti is a sweetheart and I think at first glance he doesn’t look that intimidating

So I think some people be underestimating him

But once he heard you get uncomfortable and disrespected, he quietly moved you aside before yelling in the other person’s face

You never saw him this angry so you kind of were in shock

And then you saw Andretti’s fist curl up so you were trying to pull him away but he stayed firm

“No, this bastard will apologize to you first. Then we can leave”

Although you were in shock by your boyfriend’s behavior, you can’t lie

It did turn you on

As soon as the dude left, you complimented your boyfriend and thanked him

He was trying to say you’re welcome but he saw that glint in your eyes and knew immediately how to show that you had the best boyfriend around

SO HE LAID THE WOOD-

Eddie Kingston:

MANS WILL NOT TAKE IT

Remember how he threw that TV at JAS? Yeah, he’s throwing everything in sight

I think everyone needs to understand that Eddie motherfucking Kingston is a ride-and-die friend

He will scorch the earth to ensure that you are defended

Any and all DMX songs are playing in his head while he’s doing so

He doesn’t tolerate disrespect at any time

So he and his friends will actively look for the person who disrespected you

Once he finds them, he pulls them aside

“Listen partna, you disrespected my girlfriend back there…don’t you think you outta apologize?” (Holds fork up to the person’s eye)

Would come back with a chunk of the person’s hair as a trophy and peace offering to you

To this day, Eddie would not tell you how he managed to get such a big chunk of the dude’s hair

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[aalyssah]

Drunk and Tired

Parring: ‘Hangman’ Adam Page x Reader

Warning: Fluff.

Word Count: 1,402

Summary: You and Adam celebrate after having amazing matches and end up cuddling. You two just want to be in each others embraces so you fall asleep.

A/N: It wasn’t supposed to be this long but hope you Enjoy!

You and Adam had great matches tonight. Adam just won the Casino Ladder Match and you were happy for him. Although your match wasn’t as important but it helped you move to rank number 4 in the women’s division so you both achieved something special and how do you two celebrate?

Beer.

What better way to celebrate than beer? Drinking an ice cold beer or even shots of Vodka or Tequila. You two decided to meet up in the parking lot after taking a shower and getting your bags ready. You were currently walking to the parking lot with your bags on your shoulder.

As you stood there waiting for Adam you scrolled through Twitter and saw how many retweeted about Adam winning the Ladder Match and how Moxley should of won but you didn't care because guess who walked out with the chip in his hand?

HANGMAN ADAM PAGE!

You smiled as you read all the comments on how people were arguing over who was better. You didn't even realize Adam standing next to you. "You ready?" His voice made you jump. "Gosh, Adam! You scared me!" You said holding your hand on you chest.

Adam laughed and it made you get butterflies. You and Adam have been friends for a very long time and you've always had feelings for him but tried brushing it off because of you're careers. He was getting popular as he came in AEW and you were slowly rising to the top and knowing Tony, he would probably put y'all in a storyline against Sammy Guevara and Tay Conti or something.

It's not that you don't want to date Adam but you feel like he's into his career and not looking for a relationship. When Dark Order member's try setting him up on dates he would say he's not 'Looking for someone right now.' He said it everytime, so he would most likely say that to you.

"Y/n? You ok?" Adam broke you out of your thoughts. "Yea I'm fine and I'm ready." You we're kind of happy because you could hear the concern in his voice, showing that he cared about you. "Ok let's go." You two happily made your way to his truck and he opened the trunk.

He put his bags in the trunk and watched as you tried lifting yours up. "No. You don't do that go get in the car." He pushed you near the passengers side and grabbed the bags of your hand and placed them in the trunk.

You didn't stop the smile from forming in your face at how a gentleman he was being. As Adam got in the car he saw the smile on your face. "What's got you smiling like that?" He started up the car and began to drive. "Just thinking about you.”

You weren’t gonna hide anything other than your feeling from Adam. “Good or bad?” He looked over at you. “All good.” Silence filled the car as the low volume of the radio playing. “I saw your match.” Adam said breaking the silence. “You did? How did I do?” You two would always give feedbacks on how y’all did in matches.

“Great but the only thing you need to do is watch the knees when doing you’re frog splash.” You nodded your head, taking notes as he told you what was wrong. You pulled in the bar and Adam parked the car.

“You ready to celebrate?” He unblocked his seat belt. “Yup but make sure you don’t drink so much. I don’t wanna drive.” Adam laughed and rolled his eyes. “Darling do you not know who I am?” Darling. When he called you that it made you wish he would call you that eveyday.

Shaking your head you unbuckled your seat belt and walked to the door. As you and Adam stepped a foot inside you saw all the people dancing, singing karaoke, drinking, eat, and all. You and Adam went to a table in the corner.

“Drinks on me!” Adam said before you even sat down. You couldn’t argue because you knew he wouldn’t give up until he paid. “Fine but next time I got it.” Adam laughed loud. “Sure we’ll see.” A waiter came over. “Hey Adam and Y/n what can I get y’all?” Adam was at the bar so many times the workers knew who he was and what he liked.

You didn’t go often but they knew you because Adam talked about you. (But you didn’t need to know that.) “Yea just some Beer for us.” Adam wanted to start off easy and not go straight to liquor. The waiter Joey went back to get the beer. “Your match was amazing! I was hoping you would win.” You stared off a conversation.

“Oh yeah? You we’re rooting for me and not Moxley?” He sounded a little surprise. You loved Jon, especially when he was Dean Ambrose so when you saw Adam vs Jon last, you were on the edge of your chair. “Of course I was but you are my best friend. You’ve been there for me in ways Moxley could never.”

Adam smiled at that statement. “Here are your drinks.” Joey came with 4 beers. He knew better than to just give Adam 1. Whatever you wouldn’t drink Adam would finish. “Thanks Joe.” Joey nodded and walked off to another table.

You took a sip of the beer and hmmed. Meanwhile, Adam took gulps after gulped and next thing you knew, it was all gone. “Damn Adam!” You giggled. “What? I love beer!” Judging by the way he drunk that he doesn’t have to tell you.

You two sat there watching people do karaoke and evening clapping when someone actually sounded sober. You drink half of your first drink and felt like you had to pee. “Imma go to the bathroom.” You got up and went to the bathroom.

You did your business and washed your hands. You walked back to the table and was surprised to see Your beer gone. “Adam why? I was gonna drink that!” You whined, sitting down. “I’m sorry it was just staring at me, begging me to drink them.” You couldn’t even be mad at him.

“I’ll buy you some later but now we’ve drink 4 beers so it’s time for a little liquor.” Yeah ‘we’ve’ drunk 4. You barley got 1 down. Adam called for Joey and he came. “Can you get us 2 shots of Hennessy and Vodka? Only fill it half way though.” Of course he chooses those type drinks. You hope he could still drive after done with those.

Joey disappeared again and came back with the shots. Adam handed them to you. “Cheers to winning our matches.” Adam toasted while clinging your glasses together. “Cheers.” You smiled while drinking it. Your smile was dropped off your face when tasting the strong drink.

Adam gulped it down without any other drink. “Drink it all.” You shook your head. It was just too strong for you to handle. “Come on, if your drink that one we can go home.” It was getting a little late and you we’re a little tired so you drunk it all in one swing. You coughed as the burning sensation went down your throat.

Adam drunk the rest of the drinks and left money on the table. He took your hand and guided you through the crowd of dancing people. You two made it outside and entered the car. You both were sober enough to drive so Adam started driving to his house.

It wasn’t far from the bar so it didn’t take but 10 minutes. As you pulled through the driveway you were fighting sleep. You heard Adam’s door open and close. Your door opened and you felt arms wrap around you. “Come on Y/n.” Adam mumbled, carrying you bridal style to the door.

Adam opened the door and kicked it with his feet and made his way to his bedroom. He took off your shirt and jeans and his jeans knowing you would never sleep in jeans. You slowly went under the covers and cuddled up in Adams side.

You wish every day could be like this but you didn’t care. All you cared about was you and Adam cuddling.

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[itjazzbicch]

Bad Acting

Pairing:  Wardlow x Fem Reader 

Summary: Being good friends with Wardlow, the reader helps him in a feud with Sammy Guevara when Tay Conti tries to interfere in their matches. Leading to a bigger story, Wardlow has surprising news that they're going to become a couple and when the moment comes after Wardlow's match, they learn that they are bad actors…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) 

Word Count: 2k 

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

"Hey Y/N, uhhh-"

Wardlow sounding nervous? What was wrong now?

I was getting ready for his match because recently, Sammy Guevara was trying to come after the TNT title, AGAIN, and that pest Tay Conti kept on trying to interfere in their recent match. I was ending that tonight. But the tone of Wardlow's voice showed there was something more.

"Yes?" I turned around in my chair to face him, the seriousness was real:

"So, we're becoming a couple tonight after the match."

"Wha-" I choked on my words. Did he just say a COUPLE?! Does that mean-:

"After you take care of Tay, I'm going to murder Guevara, of course. And while leaving, we're going to announce the new relationship by kissing."

I needed someone to check my heart rate before I had a heart attack and collapsed. One thing I was good at was hiding my feelings and when it came to Wardlow? Didn't mind kissing him in the slightest. I had the biggest crush on him but like this?

Never did I expect things to go like this, really having to play cool when he looked down at me, seeing that I was a bit puzzled:

"If you're not okay with it, we can go talk to Tony or something."

"No, it's okay," I tried to smile, turning back around to finish my hair, "Someone has to shut up Tay and Sammy, am I right?"

"They won't wanna mess with us after this," Wardlow smiled back, offering a fist bump that I returned.

I wasn't going to be out there during the entire match, not till Tay shows her face, and in the meantime? I was near the guerrilla, pacing like all hell. Trying to play this out in my head like how were we going to kiss? Should I make it hot? What if Wardlow finds out that I actually like him.

Swimming in thoughts, it was nice to be put back into reality and get my hands dirty. Right as Wardlow was about to powerbomb Sammy, Tay ran out there, distracting the referee and Sammy was gouging at Wardlow's eyes.

Running down there, I hurried to yank Tay off of the apron, kicking her so hard that she went head first into the steel steps, then I picked her up and threw her into the other set, taking her out for good.

In the ring, the referee was trying to check on Wardlow and my eye spotted Sammy in the corner with the TNT title. Wasn't sure where he was going with this, but not like it mattered. Wardlow has a code word for when we trained together, sending it out so he knew to keep the referee's back turned a little longer, running up on the apron and yanking the title from Sammy, then smacking him in the face with it.

The time was perfect, right as I dropped to the ground, hiding the TNT title, the referee let Wardlow go, and here came the powerbombs. Sammy never stood a chance against Wardlow when it came to pure strength, Wardlow stepping on his chest to get the pin.

Watch Tay get up on her feet with a limp, I called for Wardlow at the end of the rampway, presenting his title to him and yelling at Tay:

"Better luck never, bitch!"

Wardlow was laughing at how fired up I was and when Tay was picking Sammy up off of the mat, both of their eyes set on us, this was our moment, starting off with another yell at Tay:

"You guys think you're the hottest couple? That you're the shit?!"

Laughing at them more, I jumped right up into Wardlow's arms, even with all of the anxiety, holding his face and kissing him.

My kiss was far from a fake one, the crowd's noise toned out in my mind for a moment, taking the time to kiss him with everything in me, really giving them all something to watch when I swirled my tongue in.

Wardlow was surely feeling it too, his arm growing tight around my waist, hand squeezing my hip with a slight shake and I naturally grinded against him, having to stop myself because I was beginning to drown in my own thoughts.

When we pulled away, there were bright smiles on our faces and when I stared into his eyes, there was something far more than an act there, knowing we were going to have a talk backstage, but he made sure to leave a few last words at Sammy and Tay, raising up his TNT title: 

"You two ain't got shit on us!"

"Losers!" I laughed, throwing up an L with my hand, hanging on to Wardlow while he made his way to the back, having me smiling harder and hiding my face while he kissed me one more time on stage with the crowd still losing their minds.

Just as I expected, Wardlow took us right back to the locker room and I tried to make small talk and avoid the realness that we felt earlier:

"The crowd really loved that, huh?"

"Wasn't just the crowd," Unlike me, he was cutting straight to the chase, "Tell me because you don't kiss a friend like how you kissed me out there."

"My adrenaline was really going," I chuckled slightly, dying down and trying to breathe before I ended up fainting, his hand caressing my chin softly and keeping my head up, putting me at an ease:

"Just tell me. You know that you can tell me anything."

"Maybe I got a little ahead of myself," I began to admit, having to look away with my knees growing weak, "I always liked you, Wardlow. Just didn't expect things to end up like this."

"Me either, but don't feel bad," Reconnecting our gaze, he already had me feeling better about all of this, knocking the wind out of me, "Because I could kiss you all night."

Never have I felt much the same, pressing my lips against his hard when he kissed me this time, needing to feel how real it was without the drama of wrestling around us. Those same feelings from the first time were there, much stronger and only growing stronger when he pulled the straps of his singlet down, throwing me up into his arms with my legs around his waist.

"Also, were you grinding against me earlier?" He recalled, trying to be a tease, but I dished that right back:

"And didn't you like it? You kissed me again right after."

"That should answer your question," He clearly gave way, whispering into his kiss, responding to the slow grinding that I began, "Wanna be grinding against something else?"

"Don't be saying words like that unless you really want to see something new from me," I bit his lip softly, gasping at the spank on my ass, his hand holding along:

"That's exactly what I want and I'm sure you want to see the same from me."

"Hell yeah that's what I want," Jumping down, I was ready to go, beginning to kick my way out of my shoes, tights, and panties, getting stuck on the view of Wardlow's incredible body, defined from head to toe and just that mass of his everything.

I was out of it and got a little dizzy when I got flung around and bent over the couch, raising my right leg up to the top so he could have the perfect angle, not afraid to show some of the things he liked while taking a handful of my hair and I recalled:

"What happened to grinding?"

Just to see what he would say, I back onto his hard-on slowly, rubbing myself against him and humming at the feeling, then panting some when he pulled my head back to whisper:

"I was thinking and I couldn't help but do what I was imagining."

"What's that exactly?" I looked back just to close my eyes, moaning at his cock stretching me far, reaching a high pitch when he pulled my hip back and thrusted into me hard at the same time, feeling the entire shake through my body.

Not answering me just yet, instead feeding more thrusts that increased his pace, I could just tell what he wanted. Once adjusted, I pushed myself to more salacious moans, but threw myself back into his thrusts, feeling his hand take more of my hair, how he stopped for a moment to enjoy it.

"That what you want, big daddy?" I toyed, smirking at him from the side, needing to learn more as he growled:

"Better watch calling me that."

"What?" I breathed in, feeling his tension and knowing I'd be in store for something when I played around more, "That make you feel some kind of way, Daddy?"

"That's how you end up with a limp," His hand latched around my throat, having me gasping and my words awakening something in him.

"F-F-uck," The more I tried to pant, the woozier I became, his cock becoming ruthless and smacking as deep as possible and into my sweet spot, legs shaking and my eyes in the back of my head, "W-War-"

"What was that?" He loosened his grip but still kept his hand around my throat to let me get the air I desperately needed, but more focused on the words he knew were soon to come.

"Wardlow!" I gasped, inhaling deep and trying to keep myself from collapsing, the coil of heat in my core making my walls clench hard and about breaking me in two as if Wardlow didn't do that already, "I-ah fuck!"

If all of that power in him wasn't enough, he kept my raised leg in his free hand, having my entire upper body standing with just his hand around my throat, hips still thrusting his cock into me with the same speed and friction that had me nearly screaming.

"You can tell me, can't you?" He just had to keep playing with me while I was so out of my mind and so close to what seemed like an infinite bliss, getting driven closer with his slight yanks of my body down onto his cock, "I know-"

"Damn, Wardlow! That's gonna make me cum!" That sudden scream came from nowhere, growing more frantic and biting my lip, throwing my head back with one more, "I am cuming, Wardlow!"

Letting go of my throat and keeping me upright in his arm helped me relax more after the earthquake-like trembles radiated out of me, a gush against his cock having me go limp for a moment, only able to breathe.

"I know I said You'd end up with a limp, but-"

"Wardlow, shut up," I had to laugh at that one, making him laugh more when I dropped back into his arms again, "Damn, you fucked me up."

He had to laugh at me too, making me feel better with a kiss on my cheek, "I'll remember to take it a little easier next time for my girl."

"Your girl?" I looked quickly into his eyes, nearly fainting this time when he offered:

"We both know how we feel. You want to be a real couple? Be my girl?"

"Wardlow," I cooed with massive heat in my cheeks, turning softly to hug his head, "Guess we really are the hottest couple, now."

Seeing him smile made me so happy, hugging me back and agreeing along with me:

"The world won't be able to handle us two." 

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[730bliss]

requests open :)

taking requests! <3 

general guidelines:

i prefer to keep my fics GN, but if you want a female/male pov just ask! 

i have the right to refuse a request

x reader only. 

writing guidelines:

i write for all AEW & WWE talent past and present, excluding: 

austin theory, matt riddle, saraya, logan paul, lacey evans, ronda rousey, shayna bazler, sammy guevara, young bucks, someone who has passed on 

i will write:

fluff, angst, hc’s, AU’s (per request), sexual implications & situations, strictly in kayfabe, etc, etc, ( if you’re unsure, ask!) 

i will not write:

heavy gore/torture, non-con, straight smut (for now) , OC’s

thank you 4 reading :)) 

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[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

[plentyoffandoms]

Everybody's Free (Part 22)

Wardlow x f/Reader

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

Warnings: Some swearing.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Story idea by @lghockey

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Wardlow Masterlist ♡ Everybody's Free Masterlist

Summary: F/Reader is friends with Sammy & everyone in the Inner Circle. She is also a member of his vlog squad. They found out she has a secret boyfriend & they try to figure out who it is.

Tyson - Kenny Omega ☆ Cody - Pres10 Vance

Sammy Guevara's POV:

The moment I was tackled I knew I fucked up. I heard YN cry out in pain. I heard someone cry out from the crowd that her water broke.

I knew that there was no turning back if something happened to her or one of her kids, but deep down I knew that there is no turning back at all from the way how I have treated her.

I was in a fog as I was practically lifted by the security team and taken to some room, where not only was it Tony Khan, it was Matt and Nick, as well as Tyson.

Tony, who is usually very composed, was pacing back-and-forth infront of me with his arms crossed.

He would stop, stare at me and open his mouth to speak but would shake his head and go back to pacing.

This went on for who knows how long, but the air was thick with tension. The other three have not spoken either.

"I should fire you. Terminate your damn contract right here right now." Tony finally said.

I didn't speak. I knew he could have the grounds to fire me.

"But I am not going to do that Sammy. You need help. You need to talk to a professional and get this shit dealt with because whether you like it or not, Mike and YN are married and I am not getting rid of him because your issues with them."

"I have no reasons to talk to anyone." I said to him.

"You are suspended until further notice. You will seek out help and once you have been cleared by them, you can come back."

"That isn't fair Tony." I could feel myself getting angry.

"It is plenty fair. What isn't fair is that you constantly harass YN and Mike. You have gone out of your way to not only verbally attack her but physically as well. If you do not do this one stipulation for your return, you will be fired."

And Tony didn't even stick around to let me complain, but the other three did.

I started to complain and I was closed my mouth when Nick took one step towards me.

"You are one lucky man Sammy because if it was up to me, you would be fired. Now, get out because I know some people are very angry with you and they have no issues with being suspended."

I didn't bother to stick around. I practically ran and grabbed my stuff and left the building.

Wardlow's POV

I heard about Sammy being suspended, not fired. I was angry when I heard he wasn't so I talked it out with Tony.

He explained to me that he wanted Sammy to get the help he needed. To talk with a professional to get to the real cause of all this.

Tony then told me that if he fails to do so, then Sammy will be fired. I was angry afterwards. Just angry at the fact that Sammy was still going to employed with AEW.

That Sammy can bullshit his way through this and come back and cause even more havoc for my family.

But then I started to realise that maybe Tony is onto something. Maybe the little shit just needs to talk to someone and get whatever this issue is off his chest.

Either way, he may be fired or I will personally end his career. I will make sure he can not wrestle ever again.

I was calming down, but I still needed to work out my frustrations so I decided to head to the gym.

I have a match tonight and I have to be here as it is a Title Match against Cody.

I was just about to head into the change room when I felt my phone vibrate. I looked to see who it was and I could feel all my anger just melt away.

It was from my sister and it was a photo of YN, Autumn and Austin. The three of them were asleep on mine and YN's bed.

I knew being way from the drama and the tension will be good for me. Being back home will be just the thing I need. To be around my family and friends.

I have always put my love of wrestling first and I still love it, but now it is the third thing I love.

Number one will always be YN. She has made me the man I am today and she has given me two beautiful babies, which are my second loves.

Those two were only born last week but they are my pride and joy. I couldn't imagine my life without them now.

Having the two of them has also made me want to have more children with YN, if she ever feels like having more.

My thoughts were interrupted by Max asking me if I could spot him when I come out.

YN's POV:

Tonight is Michael's last night for a couple of weeks. He is taking some time off to be at home, then he will be right back at it.

I have been busy with Austin and Autumn, but my sister-in-laws and Mother-in-law have been very helpful.

One of them is always here, like right now. His youngest sister is here. She insisted on cooking something for dinner and that was a big help.

But tomorrow I will be alone with my babies probably for the first time and I can truly say I am looking forward to it. I love the help, but I just need a day where it is just the three of us and when Michael comes home tomorrow night, it will be the four of us.

~

I woke up to the sound of babies demanding to be changed and fed. I have been pumping as I found that easier to feed them at the same time.

Once they were all fed, burped and bathed. I put them on their playmats, while I made myself something to eat.

I just finished eating when I heard a knock on the front door. I called out that I will be there in a second. I made sure that Autumn and Austin were okay and I went and opened the door.

I froze when I saw who was standing there. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Can a guy not see his best friend?" Sammy said, with a smirk across his face.

"Leave my property before I call the cops." I told him. I was not backing down from this. I have to think about my babies now.

"Look YN, I just want to talk." He went to take a step closer but I told him not to move.

"You lost that right long ago. You have attacked me over and over again. You have gone after my husband and I will not let you harm my children Sammy."

"You would think I would hurt them?" He asked me as an expression of hurt came over his face.

"I have no idea what to think about you. You are not the same Sammy I knew before I got with Michael. Now if you do not leave my property in the next ten seconds I will be calling the cops."

"Please YN, he just wants to talk." Tay's voice came from behind Sammy. I looked over his shoulder and she was standing at the bottom of my porch steps.

"No, he doesn't. He wants to be let of scot-free so that way he doesn't have to deal with the stipulation of his suspension. He deserves whatever happens to him. Now grow up Sammy and please take the consequences for the actions you have caused for over a year now."

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket. "I am being serious. Leave now Sammy."

He held up hands as he slowly backed away. "I'll go. No need for the cops."

I didn't move from my spot as I watched the two of them get in the car they arrived in and drove down our drive way.

Michael is going to flip his lid when I tell him. I had the thought of not telling him, but I knew I should.

I will wait until he gets home tonight. I will let him know once the babies are down for bedtime.

~

I had to physically hold Michael back as for him not to try and kill Sammy.

"He showed up here? Of all the nerve."

"Baby, he isn't worth it. You are home now. Relax. He won't be coming back here. He knows I will call the cops."

Michael was breathing heavy as I gently cupped his face in my hands. "I am okay Michael. Our babies are okay. He did not step foot in our house. You can check the doorbell camera."

Michael went to stand to do that but I didn't let go of his face. "You can do that later. I have missed you and I know you had a long flight. Come to bed my gentle giant. I want a cuddle."

I leaned in and gently kissed him. I squealed when he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me with ease as he walked us to our bedroom.

"When did the Doctor say we can have sex?" He aaked in-between kisses.

"A couple of more weeks."

He all but groaned at that but that didn't stop him from showing me how much he missed me.

Part 23

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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Hello Beautiful! Can I get a Sammy Guevara and Alan Angels headcannon based off this photo? Maybe have it be in the gym or training. Everything else it up to you ❤️

Hello gorgeous 💕 Of course, love! And oh, this will be interesting 😏

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You were entering the locker room area after your workout

Ferociously tipping on your phone

And you were so focused on your task

That you didn’t even noticed that you had entered the male locker room

You thought that something was wrong

When you heard two familiar voices speaking

“Did you see her outfit today?” Alan whistled

“Fuck me, man” Sammy groaned “She was so hot”

“I love when she wears grey leggings” He continued while taking his shirt off

You peaked your head inside the area where the sinks were so you could have a better view of them

But being careful enough so that they don’t see you

“I know” Alan moaned “I swear bro, when I saw her walking in, all my blood shot straight down to my cock and I wanted to just push her down on her knees and make her suck me hard”

From where you stood, you could see Alan taking a handful of his semi hard cock

And you instantly closed your legs in order to have some kind of friction

“Shit” Sammy smirked “While she sucks you, I would fuck her from behind” Sammy closed his eyes and began to thrust his hips

“I would pull her hair back so I could watch her pretty little mouth full of cock” He began to move his hips faster

“Getting ruined” Alan growled “Fuck, I bet she would beg for it”

“And I bet that beneath that sweet little angel face she has, she’s a filthy little slut” Sammy grinned

“So filthy, with cum dripping down her chin” Alan licked his lips

“Makeup ruined and nipples so sensitive from all the twisting, pinching and pulling” Sammy pulled his shorts down and you could see the perfect outline of his hard cock inside his white boxer briefs

“You enjoy being our little fuck doll, don’t you? Yeah, we know you do, because we can see how you moan and spread your wholes to us while begging for cum” Alan grinned

You slid your hand inside your leggings

Ready to give yourself some relief

When you suddenly knocked one of the heavy trash cans down on the floor

“Hello?” Sammy called

And before someone could catch you

You sneaked out of the locker room and ran towards the parking lot

Before anyone noticed the wet spot on your pants

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[writtingrose]

Fantasy Come True

SUMMARY;  Based on what happens after this wonderful headcannon by @omg-im-such-a-masochist I suggest giving it a read before reading this. 

 WARNINGS; Pure fucking smut. It’s dirty as shit ya’ll

REQUESTED BY; no one

BETA’D BY; @abadamn  and @omg-im-such-a-masochist

CO-WRITTEN BY;  none

WORD COUNT; 2,323

Y/N moaned gently as he fingers ghosted over her clit. Several days had passed since the incident in the locker room and Y/N couldn’t get it out of her head. Every time she closed her eyes, visions of them filled her head. 

“You enjoy being our little fuck doll, don’t you? Yeah, we know you do.” 

Alan’s words echoed in her head as she slipped a finger into her dripping entrance.

“Alan! Sammy!” She moaned just as a knock sounded at her door.

Her eyes flew open as her heart beat. Quickly pulling out her fingers she jumped off the bed and struggled to put something on. “C-Coming!” She quickly slid on her shorts and a tee shirt, bouncing towards the door. She took a second to smooth her hair before she pulled the door open. 

“Ye- Oh.” Her eyes widened as they met Sammy's, Alan standing with a smile beside him. “Hey guys. What, um, what brings you to my room?”

“Well,” Sammy smiled as he shook the camera in his hands. “We haven’t seen you much for a few days and were wondering if you’d like to shoot something for the Vlog? Fans love having you on and we haven’t lately.”

“Oh.” Her cheeks reddened as she nodded and cleared her throat. “That sounds great, actually! Come on in?” She stepped back and gestured for them to enter. 

Sammy and Alan shared a look as they stepped into her room. They really had come to film something for the vlog. However, as they stepped inside and caught a glimpse of the pink vibrator under her pillow, their minds couldn’t help but drift to filming other things. The idea of her naked and gasping between them had their cocks stiffening in their pants as they tried to hide it. 

“Why don’t we just film you telling the fans about where you’ve been? What have you been up to?’ Sammy smirked as he pointed the camera towards her, getting ready to press the record option as Alan sat up the tripod. 

She nodded as she sucked in a shuddering breath, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Sure. I can do that. Start it?”

Sammy nodded as he sat the camera on the pod and pressed record, giving her a thumbs up. As the camera started, Alan nudged him. Y/N had already begun and was no longer paying attention to them. Sammy turned to him and raised an eyebrow as Alan pulled at his shirt then nodded his head towards you.Following the nod, his eyes turned to you as they darkened. Your shirt was inside out, tag towards the front.

They knew exactly what you had been doing.

Clearing his throat, Alan stepped beside the camera, just out of view and ran his fingers over his beard. 

“Just what have you been doing in here, Y/N?”

Y/N froze as she tried to keep her composure. “What do you mean? I was literally just telling the camera I was getting ready for bed.”

“Bullshit.” He growled as he stepped in front of her and pulled her shirt out, making her look at the tag. 

Sammy licked his lips as he nodded and pointed to her pillow. “Saw your little friend too. Wanna try again, Y/N?”

Her eyes widened as she struggled to come up with an excuse. 

She was caught. However that didn’t mean she had to give up easily. 

“What are you talking about? I grabbed a shirt off the floor, guys, of course it’s going to be inside out. As for that, well, I wasn’t expecting company. Doesn’t mean I was using it.”

She could tell by the way they looked at her they knew she was lying.

Digging into the pocket of his joggers Alan ‘tsked’ his tongue. “Oh, I meant to ask. Lose something?” He smirked as he held up a sapphire ring; a gift her grandmother had given her years earlier. 

She gasped and reached forward to take it, momentarily forgetting what they were talking about. “Oh my gosh! I thought I had forgotten this at home this time. Where’d you find it?”

“From the gym, outside the locker rooms.” Alan smirked before licking his lips. His hand shot out to grab her chin as he knelt in front of her. “The boys locker room, Y/N. I wonder how it got there.”

Y/N freezes, hand still outstretched as she looks up to meet his eyes. “W-what did you say?”

Sammy chuckles darkly, shaking his head as he kneels beside Alan. “Did he stutter, slut.” He looks at Alan and raises an eyebrow, a mocking smile on his face. “You didn’t. Did you Alan?”

Alan shook his head, looking from her to Sammy and back. “No, Sammy I didn’t.”

“You heard him, slut.” Sammy’s gaze moves back to her, the brown of his eyes turning into a dark chocolate. 

Her heart felt as if it would beat out of her chest as her mouth went dry. All thought left her as she struggled to come up with something to say.

“Look at that, Sammy.” Alan chuckles and turns her head towards Sammy. “Poor little slut has gone speechless.”

“That’s too bad,” Sammy shook his head as he reached out to stroke his finger over her bottom lip. “If she can’t talk, I guess we’ll just have to make her scream.”

Everything after that moved quickly. They both straighten as Alan pushes her back. Y/N fell back against the pillows as they both reached for their pants.

“Take your shirt off, princess. Shorts too.” Sammy’s eyes moved over her covered body as he pushed his joggers down and tossed them to the side; where they landed on Alans. “Or we’ll rip it off for you.”

Y/N gasped, color suddenly returning to her face as her hands flew to the hem of her shirt. She hesitated for a split second before pulling it up and over her head. “I-I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”

“Are you kidding?” Alan chuckled as he discarded his shirt, rubbing a hand down his chest. “We were so happy when we figured out it was you. There we were, thinking about what you’d look like when we stuffed you full over and over.”

Sammy smirked as he suddenly leaned over her, hand around her throat. “ And there you were, listening. Did you touch yourself, baby? I bet you did. Hell, I bet you were when we knocked. Thinking about what we said. Did you get a good look at our cocks, Y/N? Yeah? You’re about to get a better one.” He slapped her cheek before pulling her shorts off, deciding she was moving to slow.

Y/N nodded as she licked her hips, gaze moving between them. There was no point in hiding what they already knew. “I-I did. Got scared when I knocked the trash can and ran.” She spread her legs provocatively, fingers sliding over her stomach. “Always wondered if I was who you were talking about.”

Sammy crawled onto the bed beside her as Alan grabbed her legs and pulled her down. 

“Does this answer your question?” Sammy smirked as a hand grabbed her hair, rolling her head towards him. His other hand swiped over the tip of his cock, gathering precum before sliding down to the base. Her mouth watered as she greedily watched, nodding. “Good. Now be a good little girl and hold your mouth open for me.”

He placed the tip of his cock on her lips, waiting for her to open her mouth before thrusting inside. With each roll of his hips, his cock would slide closer to her throat, then down it as he groaned, hand tight in her hair. At the same time, Alan leaned forward. Looking up to watch he used two fingers to slide the lips of her pussy apart then, slide his tongue through them in a single stroke. 

“You taste even better than I imagined.” He groaned as his eyes closed for a second, tongue pressing harder against her as he licked again. 

“You should feel her mouth.” Sammy hissed as he looked down at her. “Look up at me while you suck my cock, baby. I wanna see those pretty eyes water.”

Y/N fisted the sheets as her gaze lifted to meet Sammy’s. Around his cock, she moaned. Her hips lifted off the mattress each time Alan pulled his mouth away, begging for more.

“Look at that. We’ve barely touched her and the little slut is already desperate.” Alan chuckled as he slid the tip of his finger inside her, gathering the wetness. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean as he growled. 

Suddenly, a thought hit him and he smirked. His cloudy blue eyes turned to storms as his hand moved to his cock. He gathered the precum on two of his fingers, spreading it over the tips before thrusting them into her. As he did, his mouth wrapped around her clit, sucking harshly.

Y/N cried out, muffled by Sammy’s cock, as her hips lifted off the bed. With his free hand, Alan sprawled his fingers across her stomach, pushing her back onto the mattress as he ate her. Her walls pulsed and stretched around his fingers as she choked on Sammy’s cock.

“Fuck.” Sammy grunted. “That’s our good little slut. Pictured you blissed out like this.” His free hand shot out to fondle her breast, pinching and rolling her nipples as he pulled his cock all the way out, resting it on her lip, before plunging back into her warm mouth. “Filthy little whore just wants to be used, doesn’t she?”

Her nose ran as she took small breaths between the thrust of Sammy’s cock. Inside her, Alan's fingers curled, stroking her walls as he nibbled her clit. Her mind emptied as the pleasure filled her, starting to build in the pit of her stomach.

Alan suddenly pulled back before nudging himself closer to her. Now, with his hands hooked around her hips, his cock pressed against her slit. He bit his lip as he slid it through her soaked folds before thrusting into her. “We’re going to fill you up, princess.” He chuckled as he leant down to wrap his mouth around her nipple. His tongue swirled around then as the skin pebbled before his teeth teased the sensitive skin. “Take turns filling each of your holes until all you can do is drip out cum.”

Her legs wrapped around Alan as she rocked her hips. Her eyes, now blurred and teary, stared up at Sammy as she brought a hand up to roll his balls in her fingers.

“I think she likes the sound of that, Alan. She’s sucking my fucking cock like its her last meal.” Sammy chuckled as he changed angels, her nose now pressing against his skin as he bottomed out in her throat. “We’ve got our own little cum dump. I bet she doesn’t even care if she gets to cum.”

“Oh, but don’t worry, princess. You’ll get to cum. Over and over. Until we decided to stop.” Alan slapped her breasts as he gave her a rough thrust. His balls slapped against  her skin as he slid in and out of her. “Fuck you until you pass out. Wait for you to wake up and do it all over.”

They chuckled as her body writhed and jerked beneath them. Sammy’s cock swelled as he held her head still, the sound of her gags filled the air as he fucked into her mouth. He looked down, watching her as drool rolled down her chin and tears rolled down her cheeks. “Fuck, you’re going to swallow baby. Understand? You’re going to swallow every fucking drop I give you and show me a clean mouth.” He growled before pressing her face as far onto his cock as he could, holding her there as thick ropes of cum filled her mouth. Y/N gagged as she struggled to do as he said. She could feel some ooze from around his cock and brought her fingers up to gather it. 

As Sammy filled her mouth, Alan continued to pound into her tight channel, her walls pulsing and quizzing as her own release neared. Biting his lip, Alan pressed his finger to her clit and circled it as he bottomed out inside her. Warm ropes of cum splashed against her cervix as his mouth wrapped around her nipple, stifling his groan. 

Y/N came suddenly and with force. Her back arched off the bed, pussy clamping onto Alan’s cock as Sammy’s muffled her scream. Her vision went white as her legs shook.

Slowly, each man withdrew from her holes with a satisfied smile on their faces. 

“Look at that, Alan. Already dripping from two for us.” Sammy smirked as he reached down to slide a finger into her cunt then bring it to her lips. “Taste his cum, baby. And yours. You belong to us now.”

Y/N moaned as her mouth wrapped around his fingers. Her tongue eagerly lapped at the moisture as her eyes drooped.

Alan clicked his tongue as he shook his head. He left the bed long enough to grab the camera from the tripod, still recording as he settled against the pillow. “You think we’re done with you? Nah.” He shook his head and grabbed her hair. “Roll over for us, slut.”

Sammy’s strong hands grabbed her and flipped her over. His hand came down hard on her ass as he pulled her back, causing her ass to arch into the air. His cock slid between her soaked folds before he thrust into her, almost completely withdrawing before doing it again. Alan zoomed in on her face “Now show us how you can be a good little fuck doll and suck cock.”  He smirked, “And don’t forget to say ‘cheese’.”

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[youngbuckisms]

AEW Stars kissing headcanons

Matt Jackson

— Matt is gentle and his kisses are usually soft and romantic

— He cups your cheeks in both his hands and presses as close as he can

— He always kisses you like it’s his last day on earth

— in the mornings, he holds you from behind and scatters kisses all over your neck and shoulders

— he loves kissing all over you; hips, lips, neck, tummy, you name it and he’s already pressed a hundred kisses there

Jon Moxley

— it depends on the setting

— before a match, his kisses are rough and passionate, as if he’s afraid he will never kiss you again

— but if you’re in bed or backstage, his kisses are usually lazy, gently pecks and hands on your hips as he presses as many little kisses to your lips as he can before you tell him to stop

MJF

— max is a little touch starved so he actually gives as many kisses to you as he can

— at first, he didn’t kiss you much, maybe in the morning and before bed, but nothing more than pecks

— however, he will now smother you in kisses

— he likes to pin you against something when he kisses you

— his hands are always on your sides so he can trail his fingertips up and down

Sammy Guevara

— there’s always a smile on his face when he kisses you

— he likes to wrap an arm around your waist and pull you close when you aren’t expecting it

— if you’re in bed, he’ll absolutely climb on top of you and kiss all over your face

— his eyes? So full of love, every time he pulls away

#Matt jackson headcanons #MJF headcanons #Sammy Guevara headcanons #Jon Moxley headcanons #aew headcanon #Jon Moxley #Matt Jackson #MJF #Sammy Guevara #Jon Moxley x reader #mjf x reader #matt jackson x reader #sammy guevara x reader

[thesupreme316]

darius martin x female reader. the reader works for aew as a part of the creative team and one day she makes a mistake in the match card which causes sammy guevara to yell in her face and give her an anxiety attack, however darius is there to comfort her and *almost* attack sammy bc he's in loooove with the reader. ends in a relationship?

Favorite Girl (Darius Martin x Fem!Reader):

Genre: Fluff, Angst, FriendstoLovers

Summary: When you suffer from an anxiety attack, Darius knows what to do to calm you down.

Word Count: 1,785

Supreme Speaks: hehe, sooo this is a long one (probably the longest I've ever written). anywhoosies, I hope @hooks-martin and everyone else enjoy it. I put images in this imagine (something I might start doing for the rest of my fics) ALSO, i hope everyone is doing well and remember you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread, mentions of anxiety attacks

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

Growing up, you always wanted to work in television production. And you always wanted to be a wrestler. So when you were deciding your future career goals (and figuring out you weren’t that athletic), you decided to combine the two and wanted to become a promoter or producer in a wrestling company. After just graduating from college and working the independent wrestling scene since you were 16 as a manager, you soon got calls to work backstage at different companies. Then at 22 years old, you were signed by All Elite Wrestling.

At the fastest-growing pro-wrestling promotion, your roles in the company include creative writer and creative producer. So basically, you help out with storylines and the gimmicks of wrestlers and personnel. Even though for the most part wrestlers create their promos and “scripts” by themselves, they still have to ask for the okay and help now and then. As you are the mentee of your boss, Tony Kahn, you are hit with tasks every day: getting coffee, talking to talent about their storylines, approving promo topics, running meetings about how storylines should go, and explaining to Eddie Kingston why he cannot stab Claudio.

You were a friendly face amongst the talent and other backstage hands as you were the delicate words to Tony’s rough actions. And then with you being one of the youngest members of AEW’s personnel, everyone saw you as their little sister; The Young Bucks, Kenny Omega, Ricky Starks, Renee Paquette, Dustin Rhodes; even Jon Moxley and Eddie Kingston adore you. As you walked into the arena for AEW Rampage, you were stopped by your best friend, Skye Blue (who helped you with the drink tray as you had held two bags).

“Girl, you look like an intern from New York,” Skye said giggling.

You sighed, “I might as well as be one. Tony has been moving at level 100 this past week. Ratings and pressure from the locker room have been getting to him lately.”

“What do you have to do today?”

“Umm, finalize matches on the card, talk to Max about his rap, create an outline for the creative meeting, listen to MJF rant for ten minutes again,” you were cut off by your cell phone alerting you about a text, you read your screen and continue to talk. “And talk Eddie out of murdering someone.”

Skye laughed, “Sounds like a full day. But I’m surprised to hear that your day doesn’t include one person.”

“Who?” You asked as Skye stopped in her tracks. “What?” She just raised her eyebrows and winked in response. Your eyes widened as you realized who she was talking about. “Shut up!” You started walking faster to the backstage table for producers.

Skye was talking about Darius Martin, one-half of the incredible tag team Top Flight. Ever since you arrived in AEW, you’ve been interested in Darius. He and his brother Dante were the first friends you made in AEW. They even invited you to join their friend group with Hook and Anthony Bowens. Darius was everything you wanted in a significant other: smart, kind, insanely funny, athletic, and most importantly reliable. He was there every time you needed something, it didn’t matter whether it was 3 PM or 3 AM, he was always there.

But somewhere down the line, you were convinced not to pursue a relationship with him. You didn’t wanna ruin the friendship that you had with him, especially when you couldn’t tell if he liked you back.

As you sat your stuff down at the production table, Skye sat the coffee cups down. “Why don’t you ask him out? It’s clear that you like him.”

“There are multiple reasons.”

“It better not be because of me and his brother.” She said raising an eyebrow, to which you gave a small smile. “Y/N!” Another reason why is that you knew Skye and Dante were exes (and you did not complicate their relationship). “Okay, you need to understand that what happened between with me and Dante was between us. I don’t care that you like his brother, it’s not like you’re breaking the girl code. Besides, you have to be a complete idiot if you think that Darius doesn’t like you.”

“I know that for a fact.” You said through your teeth.

A voice from behind you spoke up, “Know what for a fact?” And just from the honey and smoothness in their voice, you know for a fact that it was Darius right behind you. You turned around to his beautiful brown eyes gazing into yours. Honestly? You almost either jumped in his arms or melted right then and there.

“That Tony likes his coffee lukewarm.” You blurted out quickly.

Darius shrugged and said “Ew, lukewarm coffee, I knew he was a weird dude. Anyways, are you ready for the hangout tonight? We were thinking Dave and Busters, they don’t close until 1.”

“Yeah, but I might have a meeting afterward, so I might be late.”

“That’s okay, we’ll wait for you.”

“Really? For little old me?”

“Anything for my favorite girl,” Darius said with a smile. To you immediately looked down and started blushing (automatically feeling butterflies from the nickname). He gave you a quick hug (and what you could have sworn was a kiss on the crown of your head) and told Skye bye before leaving. Looking back up, you see Skye with a shit-eating grin. You quickly dismissed her and sat down, getting ready to tackle the day.

Hours later, you completed everything on your to-do list and found some downtime. You found yourself texting Darius with a wide-ass grin on your face.

Just as you were about to respond, you were met with a booming voice, “What the fuck is this shit?” You looked up to see Sammy Guevara walking over to you with an angry face. He put his phone in your face with the phone reading Sammy Guevara vs Eddie Kingston.

Looking back up, you said, “What’s the problem?”

“Why am I wrestling Eddie? That literally makes no sense! Eddie has no business in the ring with me!” He said standing over you. You quickly got up to put distance between yourselves as people turned their heads to see what was going on.

You stuttered out, “Tony made the match and told me to confirm with the production crew.” It was true. Tony wrote the matches on tonight’s card and gave it to you. At first, you admit, it was strange and you questioned him; but he brushed you off as he was busy with other things (so you decided to let it be).

“No! No, Tony would never be this stupid! You are horrible at your job! I don’t know why he has a kid doing this job!” He got closer, yelling at you. You started to slightly hyperventilate as you don’t do well in high-pressure situations (and certainly not when someone is yelling two inches away from your face). Due to your anxiety, you hated confrontation and tried everything to avoid it; including taking responsibility and moving on. Your eyes started to water as he continued yelling, “Oh you’re gonna cry?!”

You quietly said, “I’m sorry”

“I bet you are! You better fix this or-“

“Or what Guevara?” Another voice spoke up. You turned to see an angry Darius marching up to Sammy with Dante, Hook, and Anthony not far behind him. As soon as he got in Sammy’s face, Darius pulled you behind him (essentially shielding you). He pushed Sammy which caused him to get back in Darius’ face, “You ain’t gonna do shit, you better back the hell up.”

“I-”

“You’re not gonna scream at her, she was just doing what-“

“No! She’s screwing up tonight! My-”

Darius raised his voice, cutting him off, “She was doing her job! Now either you accept your match or you take it up to Tony when he gets here. But you’re not gonna yell at her, not while I’m here.” Sammy glared at you before stomping away, curse words and all. Darius immediately turned to you and hugged you, softly caressing your hair. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” You shook your head as tears fell down your face and as your body was shaking due to your hyperventilation. He quickly ushered you to his locker room, where he sat you down and gave you a water bottle. You took various sips as he went through the 5-4-3-2-1 method with you. As you got down to the final step, your breathing slowed down and your tears dried. “Name 1 thing you taste.”

“The lint from your shirt mixing with this water.” You said, making him laugh. “Thank you for helping me and calming me down.”

“Don’t thank me, I’m supposed to do that. Truth be told, I want to fight him.” Darius said, rubbing your arm.

“Well, good thing you didn’t. But again I appreciate you so much.”

“Of course, I got your back. As a friend or something more.” He said, his voice drifting off.

Your eyes widened as your head turned toward him. “Darius, what?”

Darius slightly chuckled, “I really thought I was obvious. Y/N, I really want us to be more than friends. I don’t ever want you to feel disrespected, especially when I’m in your life.” He grabbed your hands. “You should never have to feel anxious, especially when I would do anything for you. I will always be right there for you.”

Your eyes sparkled and your heart thumped at the words. “I didn't think you liked me like how I like you. But, would you really do anything for me?” You asked.

He nodded his head, "Anything for my favorite girl." Your heart fluttered at the familiar nickname yet again.

“You promise?”

“Here’s my promise,” Darius said as he leaned in and gave you a long yet soft kiss. “Y/N, I will do anything and everything for you. I promise to make you the happiest woman on Earth and I promise to give you my all. If you accept me as your boyfriend.”

Giggling, you said, “Of course, I would love for you to be my boyfriend.” Darius kissed you again as knocking occurred at the door. In rolled, Hook, Dante, and Anthony checking up on you guys. While Darius was explaining your newfound relationship, you got a text.

That night, you walked away from the arena happier and more relieved with your new boyfriend in tow.

#aew #all elite wrestling #darius martin #darius martin x reader #darius martin imagine #aew imagines #all elite wrestling imagines

[heelbucks]

Can I get some subby!sammy who gets all bratty and maybe calls his partner mommy (if you’re comfortable with that)

sammy is absolutely a bratty sub, and definitely has a mommy kink {taglist: @writtingrose @lydiaisstilessanchor @kamidekawaii @harryedwrd @exe-babymox-exe @thejonasfangirllife @bellalutionn @spencerriedswhore21 @darlingelite @kennysquads }

warnings: smut, mommy kink, sub! sammy. you’re responsible for your own media consumption!!

so the first time you discover sammy’s mommy kink is the first time you actually domme him.

you have him laying under you as you slowly bounce yourself up and down on his cock, teasing him. when you hear him whimper “fuck, mommy….”

his head snaps up and his face flushes, “shit, i um. please don’t think i’m we-” you cut him off by grinding your hips down harder. “mommy huh? wanna be mommy’s good little boy sammy? say it again.”

safe to say, he was happy you didn’t think it was weird. now was time to see how far he can go. he’d decided that he’d see juuust how to push your buttons. and what a huge mistake that was.

he wound up, pinned under you, whining that he was sorry, so so sorry for being a brat. “mommy, i’ll be good… please….” you smirked at him, not wanting to falter, even though he looked so pretty when he was begging for you.

“i’ll give you three options, sammy. either way, i’m cumming three times before you do. so, do you want mommy to ride your pretty face, your cock or watch me fuck myself?”

#riki’s sinful weekend #sub! sammy guevara #sammy guevara headcanons #sammy guevara imagine #sammy guevara smut #sammy guevara x reader

[blueberryomega]

Everyone, I’m waiting for more story requests. Every idea is a good idea.

#damian priest x reader #finn balor x reader #wwe #aew #mike santana x reader #sammy guevara x reader

[itjazzbicch]

Nobody Else But You

Pairing:  Sammy Guevara x Fem Reader

Summary: (Based on Guardian Angel:) Things seem to be heading in the right direction for the reader after dating Sammy, till MJF sticks his nose in, trying to win the reader back, which leads to nothing but a fight, the guilt weighing heavily on the reader and all she wants Sammy to know is that she doesn't want anyone but him...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!)

Requested by: No One (But I hope you all enjoy it!)

Word Count: 1957

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @jessiebean00 @new-zealand-chic   @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @hungmanhorsecarriage @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @whenimakeitshine1234

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF: 

“You ready, baby?” Sammy smiled bright, meeting me at the guerrilla.

“I’m so nervous,” I admitted, “It feels like I haven’t wrestled in ages. I’m gonna suck.”

“Now why are you lying?!” He shunned, taking my hands, “Listen to me. I know you are an amazing wrestler and once that bell rings, you are going to kill it! Just gotta shake off those jitters and you know that I’m here.”

Sammy always knew how to make me feel confident, squeezing his hand and smiling.

“We are also going to escort you out there because,” He smiled, leaning over and grabbing something, revealing my very own official Inner Circle jacket, showing my name on the back, “You are a member of the Inner Circle!”

“Sammy! Shut up!” I gasped, smiling so hard, near tears when the rest of the guys joined, Chris smiling to me brightly:

“Throw it on! See how it fits!”

I quickly did so with time running out, looking into a mirror near by. It was perfect, meant for me to wear proudly.

“Thirty seconds,” A crew member called out, Sammy quickly kissing me:

“Time for you represent the Inner Circle and kick ass, baby.”

I nodded, returning his kiss, my smile growing when the music hit, all of the guys head out first and letting me come out last.

The moment I walked out there, taking center stage with Sammy, everything felt so right. This was meant to be, knowing when I looked into Sammy’s eyes, all of the nervousness gone, having to kick ass out there for him.

They let me go solo after my entrance because with this being my return match, I had to prove a point and that’s exactly what I did. I ran through my opponent, was so quick that she couldn’t keep up. She had her moments of offense but I always came back even stronger and at the end, she thought she had me but ran into a vicious jumping knee strike.

When she went stumbling, I picked her up onto my shoulders, throwing her up and hitting a nasty diamond cutter, pinning her for the win.

I forgot how good it felt, the energy of the fans, how my blood pumped while wrestling. It was amazing, basking in it till I heard MJF’s music.

“Good job, baby!” Max smiled, Wardlow having roses with him as he followed, Max standing before the ring, trying to be all sweet again, “I knew you would destroy that chump!”

Before he got any closer, I requested the microphone, a little out of breath when I said, “You really want my man to come out here and beat your ass again, don’t you?”

The fans were all behind me, cheering and agreeing with my words and I didn’t stop there, growing frustrated:

“I know that you’re a little dense, but we are DONE. D.O.N.E! So how about you take those roses and stick them up your ass!”

“Such a shame how much that boy brainwashed you,” Max shook his head, growing the courage to step into the ring, trying to swoon me, offering the roses, “Let’s face the truth, Y/N. We were meant to be! Why on earth would you want that-“

“Just shut up!” I snapped, “You treated me like shit, never wanted me till I left and guess what? I’m NEVER coming back.”

“Y/N-“ Max tried, the crowd popping when Sammy came out, Jake right behind him.

“You’re really going to try this shit again?” Sammy scoffed, getting right in Max’s face.

“It’s real precious trying to act like you’re prince charming, Sammy, but let’s face the truth!” Max began to spout, but Sammy had other ideas in mind, scoffing:

“I only have one thing to say to you!”

The crowd went ballistic when Sammy decked Max, one punch knocking him down.

“Get up!” Sammy yelled, going after him, but Wardlow was able to dodge Jake and scurry him out like a dog with its tail stuck between its legs.

While watching them retreat, Sammy refused to let his arm leave my shoulder, keeping me by his side the entire time. It all made me feel so guilty. Sammy knew that I only wanted him, but Max and all the bullshit he was pulling really got to him.

Backstage, Sammy tried putting a smile on for me, but I could just see how frustrated he was, which laid heavily on my shoulders, sticking around till we got back to the hotel.

After I got out of the shower, I was still wrapped up in my robe, finding Sammy sitting in bed, playing on his phone. I couldn’t stand there and let us feel this way, sitting next to him slowly, nervous again when our gazes locked.

“Sammy,” I sighed, rubbing his thigh, “I know that all of this has been so crazy lately, but when I said that I love you out there, you know I meant it right?”

For a moment, he just stared at me, seeing how his breathing was becoming heavier and I couldn’t hold back the tears when I expressed:

“I felt so trapped and then when I met you, it was the first time I experienced true happiness. I know he’s being a dick, but I swear to you Sammy, you are the only thing that matters to me. I-“

 A kiss stopped my sentence, Sammy taking my hip and pulling me into his lap while he kissed a bit harder, keeping me tight in his arms.

“Y/N, I love you too and that dumbass is never going to split us up or every change my mind about anything. If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“I’m so lucky to have you,” I almost cried, arms wrapping around his head for another kiss.

His arms shook a little when he squeezed me tighter, both of us getting lost in our kiss, hands unable to help but wonder, till Sammy’s phone started dinging.

He didn’t bother trying to hide it from me, opening up some messages to learn that next week, he was facing MJF in a grudge match.

All of that guilt came right back, sighing and letting my head fall, but Sammy put my smile right back, saying:

“It’s gonna be fun kicking his ass again, but right now?”

It was astonishing how he put me back into such a good feeling, stepping into a new one with how passionate his kiss was, feeling my heart race faster and faster when he laid me back, throwing off his shirt, revealing that god-like body of his.

I was instantly breathless, growing nervous but never wanting something so badly, a bright smile on his face when my hands began to explore, so hot and soft against my palms, unable to get over those abs.

“Yeah?” He chuckled, watching and I couldn’t help but blush:

“I can’t help myself.”

“Nothing wrong with that, baby,” He smirked, the sexiest look on his face when he took my hand, letting it go down a little further, “This is all yours.”

 I gladly took the invitation, focused on the dick print against his sweat pants, that alone blowing my mind and making me more curious. Since he gave me one, I returned one of my own.

His didn’t blink once, watching and licking his lips when I opened my robe, showing off every inch of my nude body, smiling, “And this is all yours.”

The temptations between us were too strong, a wet kiss hitting me while his hands took their turn to explore, squeezing both of my breasts while his kisses trailed down my neck, instantly getting moans out of me when his mouth closed around my breast.

I’ve never been in such an amazing place both mentally and physically, watching with eyes full of lust when his kisses went down further and further, spreading my legs open wide with a kiss at my clit, whining and hips jerking at quick flick of his tongue.

“Just knew you’d taste so fucking good,” He hummed, simply devouring me, tongue all over and getting every right spot, turning me into a drenched, moaning mess, adding to it by adding a digit, pumping slowly while his tongue worked my clit.

“Sammy-“ I whined, hips jerking a little, having no control of the orgasm that ran free, a smile on his face while he ate it right up, cooing:

“God, I can’t get enough of you,” He huffed, swiftly jumping out of his pants and back onto the bed, having right back to moaning, kisses at my breast again while the tip of his cock sat at my entrance, easing in slowly.

“Oh my g-“ I gasped, experiencing a whole new feeling, never being stretched so wide, shocked to see that he only gave me a tiny bit.

I was sure my reaction was enough for him to know to go slow, which is what he did exactly. Just the right speed, feeding me just enough while his thrusts grew a little quicker.

"Dear God," I moaned, "You are a lot. It’s amazing!”

Sammy chuckled a bit at my comment, keeping the quicker thrusts, interlocking his hands with mine and putting them above my head. whispering, "I'm gonna show you why I am a sex god. baby."

“Show me, baby,” I cooed, eyes closed tight while his hips mover with urgency, my body shaking and tensing up already. I never seen someone move someone move at such at a rather ungodly speed, going so fast and deep.

"Sammy!" I cried out, squeezing his hands tight, needing more contact which he made up for,

As he leaned down to me with a kiss, he wrapped my arms around his neck, holding both of my thighs and rolling his hips smoothly, still quick and going deep, nudging my sweet spot and further.

"I knew that I was right about you," Sammy whispered, pace growing a bit rapid with a sloppy kiss, caught up in all of the wild thoughts between us.

My whole body was tingling from my scalp to my toes, goosebumps breaking out, the feeling shaking down to the bone while my walls clenched tightly around him, pulling him in more as he hit my sweet spot, giving it so much attention.

"Want nobody else but you, baby," I cried, my eyes rolling back from the never ending pleasure, "Sammy!”

"I gotcha, baby,” He cooed, kissing, “Damn, I can feel it. You gonna cum?”

Our kiss quickly broke while I nodded my head, pushing back into the pillows, my legs hooking over his arms, letting him go even deeper, my stomach coiling up with searing heat that, shocking every nerve in my body. All I could do was moan and scream out his name like prayers.

"Right there," I cooed, “It’s so fuc-" My voice went out on me when I felt his tip go as deep as possible, reaching that crazy wild spot each time and my orgasm was came right at me.

“Oh fuck,” Sammy panted, thrusts a little harder while I came all around him meanwhile I was breathless, down for the count after such a wild, beautiful experience, hips slowly grinding against mine to ride out the rest, easing back down from the insane high.

"They sure call you a sex god for a reason,” I whispered, making us both laugh;

He pulled me into the best hug, needing the time to recover, snug under the blankets and the warmth of his body easing me into sleep.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you,” I whispered sleepily, looking up with tired eyes to see him smile, kissing me and nuzzling my head:

“Everything happens for a reason. We were just meant to be.”  

#wrestling #wrestling imagine #wrestling fic #wrestling smut #aew #aew imagine #aew fic #aew smut #sammy guevara x reader #sammy guevara imagine #sammy guevara fic #sammy guevara #sammy guevara smut #read and enjoy

[xoxowrestlinggyrl]

I Am Back

I am sorry for the long, impromptu hiatus I took from posting on Tumblr. I want to get back into posting a lot more often. I've finally got everything settled. This year has been a crazy one. I can't believe it's halfway over.

The fics I have coming up are

1.) Dominik Mysterio x Afro Latina Reader

2.) Sammy Guevara x Reader

3.) A surprise 😉

I am still taking requests! ♥

#donni writes #wwe x reader #aew x reader #sammy guevara x reader #dominik mysterio x reader