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aalyssah · 1 year

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Late Night Confessions

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,082

Summary: You and stargazing with Wheeler Yuta and that leads to late night confessions.

A/N: First time writing for him. Hope You Enjoy!

You waited outside the arena for your friend Wheeler Yuta. Your bags were getting heavy in your shoulder, the longer you waited. Relieved you saw him coming out with a couple of friends from BCC.

He walked over to you and grabbed your bag. "Hey sorry I was taking so long, Regal wanted to talk to us." He apologized before putting your bags in the trunk. "Yea, apologize to my shoulder because it feels like a brick was thrown on it." You rubbed your shoulder gently.

Claudio walked over and attempted to pick up your bag. "Why is your bag so heavy?" He barely lifted it. "Hey, what can I say? I'm a girl!" You held your hands in defense before getting in the car. Wheeler sat next to you, pulling you to rest on his shoulder. "How are you feeling after you're match?" You had a match against Britt and unfortunately, you lost.

"It was okay." You shrugged your shoulders, not hurt by the lost. Rebel and Jamie did interfere so it wasn't a surprise that you didn't win. "You looked real good out there." The others in the car listened and watched as you and Wheeler talked. They always shipped you together, and although you two did have feelings for one another, you didn't act on it.

"Do you wanna go stargazing?" Your eyes lit up at the suggestion. You and Wheeler haven't been stargazing since high school. "Yes!" You quickly answered, shocking him. "Alright, Claudio. Can you take us to the fields." Claudio looked back in the rear view mirror and nodded his head.

Silence took over and he dove to the field before stopping. "Go ahead children, we'll be waiting for you." Wheeler got out of the car and took your hand as you stepped out. The cool breeze felt amazing against your hot skin. "Come on, over here." He guided you near flowers.

He took his jacket off and laid it on the grass near you. "Oh, I don't wanna mess up your jacket!" You tried taking it up, but Wheeler placed his hand on your wrist. "No it's fine, we can't be messing up something so beautiful, can we?" You smiled and turned your head away blushing.

You two laid on your backs and looked up at the stars. "Tonight is so pretty." You sighed, taking in the smell of flowers. "Not as pretty as you." Wheeler could say the cringiest things, but still make you blush. "Okay,enough with the compliments." He laughed. "Why? If I could, I would compliment you everyday." He pulled you by his chest.

Silence took over as you two listened to the sound of crickets and birds chirping. "Wheeler?" You broke the silence. "Yeah?" He turned to the side so he could look at you. "I miss this." His brows furrowed in confusion for a second. "Miss what?"

"Just us. Us being able to hang out together, alone." You closed your eyes for a moment, missing the way Wheeler looked at you. "I miss it too. As much as I love being around the boys, I just wanna be with you sometimes." He confessed. "With me?" You sounded genuinely shocked.

“Yeah, I want to be with you all the time, but we have boys in the group." Were you hearing this right?Wheeler Yuta just said that he wants to be with you. Maybe, your taking it out of context. "Are you joking?" He sat up and looked at you in your eyes.

"No, why would you think I'm joking? I will always be with you." You could see seriousness in his eyes. "I want to be with you too." You tried laying down, but Wheeler stopped you. "Wait!" You raise your eyebrow. "Are you still dating that guy?" The confusion was clear in your face, to why he asked that question.

"No, why did you-" You were cut off by the feeling of your lips on yours. They were soft and gently shaped within your lips. Your eyes were open wide as you looked at Wheeler, who’s eyes were closed. He put so much passion and love into this kiss. You liked him before, but how would you stop liking him now?

He was getting nervous because you weren’t kissing back, but he was happy because you didn’t pull away. He then felt your arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer, and let his tongue enter your mouth. As soon as it was getting good, the clearing of a throat from Willam, caused you both to part. “Alright lovebirds, come on. Jon and Bryan are about to go crazy without food.”

Regal walked away to give y’all two a moment. The blush on your face was evident as you turned your head to the side. “You're amazing.” He praised you. You smiled and not your lips a little. “Wheeler, I like you a lot and I hope that kiss wasn’t just for tonight, I want it everyday.” You confessed as he let out a breath.

“Thank god, I’m not the only one.” You two shared a laugh before staring into each other's eyes. You both slowly leaned over without knowing and let your lips connect once more. Things began to get heated as his hands went down to your thigh and your hands went under his shirt.

Another interruption stopped you thought. “Stop sucking faces and come on. I’m starving!” Jon said, walking away angry. “Freaking Moxley ruining the moment.” Wheeler mumbled making you chuckle.

“Look, Y/n, I’ve known you for a long time and I’m not gonna lie when I say that I have feelings for you and I want you to be mine, so will you be my girlfriend?”

His hand went to the back of his neck, awaiting your answer. “Of course Yoots!” Bringing back that nickname made him smile. “Let’s go before Mox, beats my ass with a hungry stomach.” Wheeler said getting up and grabbing his jacket.

You two laughed and walked out back to the car. “You ready Yoots?” Wheeler rolled his eyes. It didn’t surprise him that they were eavesdropping.

The day couldn’t be better. He can hang out with his friends and he got the one person he’s been chasing after for years.

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grayson-baller · 1 year

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Kismet -- Wheeler Yuta --

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warnings: smut--18+, fingering, dirty talk, female orgasm, language, shower sex

word count: 4001

pairing: fem!reader & wheeler yuta

summary: one night in a bar, one spilled drink, and everything changed

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You hadn’t planned on going out.

Penelope had asked—no begged—for you to join the group that was gathering at some local bar to celebrate another successful show. She had said it was something a handful of the roster did weekly, and as the newest signed member, it was kismet. You simply had to be there, and she wasn’t taking no for an answer. After arguing back and forth as you changed out of your ring gear in the locker room, you agreed against your better judgement. You were sore, bruised, and tired. The last place you wanted to be was a bar.

Maybe she had a point though. These were now your coworkers. Some you knew, some you didn’t. After weeks of filming matches for Dark, you were hoping for the chance to permanently join the roster. You had been booked for various shows here and there, but nothing with any kind of chance to stay on the roster. After being booked for a match on Rampage against Skye Blue, you were offered a contract.

Why the hell wouldn’t you celebrate that milestone? This is what you left home for—to wrestle. Despite the protests of your family, who wanted you to chase after something more realistic. Nothing made you feel as alive as stepping into the ring had. It was the ultimate rush. It was your happy place. This was what you wanted, and you refused to let it pass you by. Life was short, and you didn’t want to live with regrets.

So, here you were. Despite talking yourself out of it once or twice, you had decided to go. Penelope wrapped her arms around you the moment you walked in through the door, the action enough to soothe some of your nerves. You were thankful for your friend, and not just tonight. She was the kind of friend you needed. Someone that had your back, never letting you quit even when times got hard, and it looked like the dream you were chasing after wasn’t going to come true.

She promised you a good night, introducing you to a few of her friends. After a few minutes, Kip had come to talk to his wife, and you had wandered off towards the bar. The place was filling up, people all around you. Maybe after your drink would be a good time to call it. You had technically gone out, joining them at the bar. You never promised how long you were going to stay.

Holding onto the screwdriver you had ordered, you turned to find a familiar face in the crowd. Or an empty table to sit at. You weren’t really picky. Just as you started taking steps across the bar, someone had backed into you. You had stumbled into the man in front of you. His arms had caught you, making sure you didn’t fall over. That hadn’t stopped your drink from splashing into his white tee-shirt.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Shit! I am so sorry!” You exclaimed, looking between the glass and the orange wet spot on his shirt. Maybe this night out was a bad idea. If you had gone back to your hotel, none of this would have happened. “I can buy you another! I am so sorry!”

He chuckled, the sound warm and melodic. You glanced up at him, taking in the sight of his dark hair, beard, and warm eyes. You knew him—well of him. Not only had you just spilled your drink on someone at the bar, but he was one of your coworkers. You had seen him backstage during the show, not to mention that you were already familiar with who Wheeler Yuta was.

Great. Brand new to the company and already off to a terrible start.

He reached over to an empty table, grabbing a fistful of napkins before blotting the stain on his chest. “It’s fine,” he spoke, glancing at you. “That looked like it hurt. Are you okay?” He tossed the napkins down on the table, glancing over his shoulder to an area away from the bar where there wasn’t a crowd forming.

You frowned. “I’m…I’m okay. I really am sorry though. He came out of nowhere and I just lost my balance!” You glanced back at his shirt, noticing the napkins did nothing. “It’s probably ruined. Again, I am so—”

“It’s fine.” He repeated, his warm eyes meeting yours. The corner of his lips were turned up in a smile that lit up his eyes. “I got bleach. If that doesn’t work, I don’t give a fuck. This thing is old. I got in in a value pack with eleven other shirts years ago.” His eyes lingered on you for another moment, grin spreading across his face. “Enough about the shirt. I heard congratulations were in order. Got signed tonight, right? I only caught a few minutes of your match. Hell of a win though.”

“Oh,” you could feel heat in your cheeks at his words. It boggled your mind how he bounced from his ruined shirt to making small talk with you—hell, even congratulating you. “Thanks! And, yes, I got signed tonight.”

“Good,” he chuckled once more, and you realized how much you liked the sound. The way his eyes sparkled with his grin. “Come on, let me buy you a celebratory drink since you didn’t get to enjoy this one.” He nodded to the glass in your hands.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that.”

“I want to. Let you enjoy the drink, not my shirt.” He laughed, you joining in with him. It was effortless, so natural. Something about being around him felt like muscle memory—completely natural to you. “I’m Wheeler, by the way.” He spoke, holding his hand out to you.

You placed your hand in his, shaking it. “It’s nice to meet you, Wheeler.” You spoke, grinning back at him. Completely unaware how that one moment would change everything.

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“You got this!” Wheeler called to you, grinning as he glanced over at you. You knew he was slowing down to keep at your pace, not a pace he usually kept for himself. The sun sparkled on his sweaty skin, and you could feel your own sweat pooling and damping your clothing. “Come on, angel. We’re almost done.” He cheered you on, like he always did.

He was your biggest supporter, after all. Quickly becoming your number one fan. Just like you were his.

He had convinced you to go on a run with him once again. You despised running but found it impossible to deny his request. Besides, last week you had been treated to the sight of him running without a shirt on, his tan and lean muscles glistening with sweat. The dreary weather today had forbidden that from happening again.

It kind of made you mad at mother nature.

You only went running with him once or twice a week. Most of your lives was lived in separate states, connected by late night calls and a lot of phone sex. You spent as much time as you could together, especially when traveling for work. The constant traveling to various states for shows gave you two a chance to spend time together.

Though, the idea of moving in together had been brought up a time or two. It felt too soon for such a move though, and you had dragged your feet when it was mentioned. It had only been three months since that night in the bar. The one night that changed everything for you. You had gladly admitted to Pen the next morning that she had been right about going out. One night, one spilled drink, and the moment that led you to him.

Kismet. Another thing Penelope was right about.

You often thought back on that night. How you had been so ready to go back to your hotel after one drink. You had stayed until last call, not even aware of how much time had passed. You spent your night sitting at a table with him, just talking. Before playing—and beating him—at pool.

He insisted on giving you a ride back to the hotel. You didn’t even need to consider it. It beat trying to find an uber at that hour. The ride back had been full of more chatter, the radio softly playing in the background. It fit. Like the pieces of a puzzle coming together, revealing a bigger picture.

Not that you were letting your mind wander that far. You tried to reel it in quickly, but that had been tossed out the window when he kissed you outside of your hotel room. His hand snaked up behind your neck and into your hair, warm mouth pressed against yours in kisses that faintly tasted of his gum and the beer he consumed.

The kiss made your head spin. The taste of Wheeler was intoxicating, a new favorite flavor on your tongue. You weren’t even sure how long you stood there, wrapped in his arms. Finally, he pulled away, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, before promising to call you in the morning. You had leaned against the door, unable to pull your eyes from his frame as he walked away.

He kept his word. He had called you that next morning, asking to meet for breakfast before your flight. One shared meal in a diner a block from the hotel had been another starting point in your relationship.

You had fallen for him—hard and fast. You couldn’t believe this man that fit so perfectly in your life had been a stranger just three months ago. Everything was different, a whirlwind that swept you up before you ever saw it coming.

“Thank fuck that’s over.” You grunted as you finally reached the beginning of the hotel. He had chuckled, reaching for you as he wrapped his arm around your waist. “Careful, I’m all sweaty.” You warned him.

He shot you a mischievous grin—one you recognized quite well. “So am I, angel.” He pressed his lips against yours, feeling your soft gasp. “I think a shower is in order. What do you say, angel? Want to get a little dirty with me in the shower?”

You only nodded your head, the idea sounding like heaven. The idea of warm water was nice, but nothing beat what you knew would entail with getting dirty with him. You grabbed his hand, squeezing gently as you followed him through the hotel lobby to the elevator, and up to your shared hotel room.

Wheeler wasted little time. The second the door closed, he had you pressed against the wood. “You’re so sexy, angel.” He groaned into your skin, lips against your neck. “Had me hard that entire fucking run. I’m going to ruin you so beautifully, baby. Have you on my dick, babbling and pleading for more. That sound good, baby?”

Fuck. You whimpered at the sound of that—at the knowledge of how true he could make it. His mouth was sinful, but so was the rest of him. When he wanted to be, Wheeler was downright lethal. You had no choice but to take it, begging around him unsure if you ever wanted it to end.

“Get that pretty ass in the bathroom, baby.” Wheeler demanded, pressing a hard kiss against your lips that quickly had you panting for air. “Take those pants off for me.”

You shot him a grin, standing on your toes to press a quick kiss against his lips before grinning and giggling as you reached for the hem of your shirt, tossing it on the way to the bathroom. You discarded your sports bra, letting it pile on the floor. Grabbing the waistline of your leggings, you pulled those down your legs, stopping at the waistline of the teal panties you wore.

With your own mischievous grin, you met your eyes in the mirror, glancing over yourself. You could hear him through the hotel room, calling out for you. Grinning, you turned on the shower to let the water warm up some. One hotel in New York had taught you a lesson that you hadn’t forgotten.

The bathroom door opened, Wheeler standing there in just his jogging pants, shirt already discarded. You took a moment to glance at the muscles of his chest and stomach, not bothering to hide your wondering gaze. Why bother, you could feel his hot glance on your body, especially your tits.

“Panties too, angel.”

You shot him the same grin you had when glancing at yourself in the mirror. Sometimes toying with him was fun. You liked to rile your boyfriend up a little, knowing what the result would be. You were down for a few sweaty rounds of sex with him, knowing neither of you had matches scheduled for the show tomorrow. Wheeler was scheduled to be ringside for Claudio’s match, and you had a promo scheduled where you called Tay out after she attacked you following your last match.

You glanced down at your panties, toying with the hemline for a moment before trying to give him your best innocent look, accompanied with a sassy grin. “Hey,” you taunted, feeling like you were poking a beast with a stick. All you could think about was the rough way he liked to grab you, the bites to your soft flesh. “All you said were pants. I’m following your orders.”

Wheeler grunted, the sound shooting right between your legs. That man pushed you out of your mind sometimes, leaving your brain hazy with lust. He stepped towards you, snaking his arm around your waist before running his palm over your ass. “I see,” was all he said before he slapped his hand softly against the curve of your ass, palming the sting away instantly.

He turned so you were pressed against the vanity in the bathroom, globes of your ass hitting the countertop. “Feeling a little sassy today?” He questioned, hand ducking to between your spread thighs, finger running over your clothed pussy. “Maybe I should fuck the sass right out of you.”

“Maybe you should.”

He chuckled, pressing his thumb right over your clothed clit. You mewled, head falling backwards. He took advantage of the exposed flesh, gently biting at the skin. As always, he was careful not to leave any marks. He had done that once by accident, the girls in makeup still made jokes about it to you.

He wouldn’t lie though, he liked the idea of marking you up. To see faint bruises from his rough bites peppering your soft skin.

“So beautiful,” he praised, licking at a spot he had nipped, his hand still lingered between your legs, toying with your clit through the fabric. “I’m tempted to just push aside this useless fabric and fuck you senseless. That might be a little hard to do in the shower though, angel.”

He pressed his lips against yours in a rough kiss, claiming your mouth. His spare hand moved the back of your neck, holding your head to him as his hungry mouth devoured you. He pulled back, pressing one more softer kiss against your lips.

“I can’t imagine it would make much difference. This fabric is already soaked, isn’t it, angel?”

He was going to be the death of you. You simply nodded your head, not bothering to deny how wet you knew you were for him. How much you wanted him. You only whimpered as his fingers continued to stroke over you, driving you out of your mind, hips rocking up against his touch. You need more, anything to relieve the ache between your legs.

Mercy came in the form of Wheeler grabbing the waist of your panties, tugging them down your legs. He let his hands roam over your thighs, teasing you with a touch close to where you wanted him. “Get in the shower.” He grunted, pressing one last brief kiss against your lips.

You grinned, stepping under the warm water, keeping your eyes on him through the glass door. It was a show you didn’t want to miss. He caught your glance, grinning at you before running his tongue over his bottom lip. He toyed with the waistline of his pants, eyes never leaving yours as he pulled them down his thighs, leaving him in his tight boxer briefs.

He wasn’t kidding about jogging hard. “See how hard I am for you, baby?” He taunted, grabbing himself through the black fabric. “This is what you do to me.” He gave himself a tight squeeze, groaning at the sensation. A whine left your throat, wanting to me the one to extract those sounds from him, to be gripping his cock.

“Wheeler,” you panted, eyes looking at him. Fuck. He was beautiful. He was constantly showering you with praise, but nothing compared to how beautiful he was. Especially in moments like this—stripped away from the rest of the world, tucked into your own bubble of bliss.

Moments that were meant only for you and him.

He chuckled, pulling the fabric down his thighs before kicking it off to the side. “I got you.” He whispered, stepping into the shower and pulling you into his arms. “I got you, my sweet girl.” My. Because you were his after all. He laid claim to you months ago, owning your body and heart.

You never wanted to untangle yourself from him.

His large hand cupped your face, leaning down to kiss you. It was a sweet kiss compared to the heat-filled kisses he already had given you. It was so sweet, you couldn’t resist grinning against his lips, getting lost in how sweet he was. He might have called you his sweet girl, but it was nothing compared to the sugar that pulsed through him.

He made you feel loved, protected, and wanted all at once.

Not wanting to waste the moment, you let your fingers trail down his abdomen before wrapping your fingers around his hard cock, pumping once, twice, and a third time.

He shifted so your back was pressed against the cool wall of the shower, hand pressed against the wall above your head. “Fuck,” he groaned, hips bucking into your hand. “My sweet angel has a wicked side, huh?” His low voice rasped as he laid his forehead against his extended forearm.

You licked your lips, tossing your damp hair over your shoulder. “Maybe,” you teased, shrugging your shoulders. “There is some in being bad.” You gave him a squeeze, loving the sound that left him. “It’s a lot of fun being bad.”

“I bet,” Wheeler responded, reaching down to grab your hand. He raised it up, nipping gently at your fingers. “I love when my girl is naughty.” He nipped once more at your fingers, snaking your other wrist in his grip before pinning them against the wall, over your head. “It lets me put her back in her place.” He grunted, leaning down to nip gently at your bottom lip.

Your eyes fluttered closed as he reached down with his spare hand, spreading your lips as his thumb instantly found your clit. “Fuck,” you grunted, head falling back against the shower wall. You could hear Wheeler’s chuckle, the sound bouncing off the walls around you. You stepped slightly, spreading your legs to give him better access to you.

You panted as his skilled thumb toyed with your clit. He was damn good with his fingers, that much he proved to you time and time again. Not that there was anything he did that you didn’t enjoy. Wheeler could turn you on as easily as he turned on a light switch.

He nipped your bottom lip once more, groaning against your mouth. The pad of his finger circled your entrance a few times. Unable to stop it, a whimper left you as you rocked your hips against his hand in search of more friction. He chuckled once more, keeping up the teasing moments. “You’re right, baby.” He grinned at you. “There is some fun in being bad.”

Wheeler’s mouth pressed against yours in another hot kiss, a finger sliding inside of you. You shuddered at the sensation, fighting against his hold on your wrists. All you wanted was to feel his skin under your fingers. He pumped his finger inside of you, thumb still brushing against your clit.

You whimpered against his lips, the sensation of him and his actions flooding through you. “Wheeler,” you whimpered, hips wiggling against his hand again. “More… Please.”

“Since you asked so nicely, angel.” He inserted a second finger inside of you, bending them slightly. He pressed soft kisses against your neck, listening to the sound of your moans. His skillful touches lit an inferno inside of you, bringing you closer and closer towards the edge of the cliff that you loved so much.

His speed increased as he curved his fingers again. You could feel the head of his touch everywhere. Shivers ran up and down your body, from head to toe. You could feel him in your heart, even. Three words on the tip of your tongue.

You already confessed that you loved him. In typical Wheeler fashion, he beat you to saying it first. It was during dynamite, and after your match. You had just scored a big victory, and came running backstage to find him. He had parted from Claudio, scooping you up in his warm arms as he let your feet dangle off the ground, spinning you around once.

He had pressed his lips against yours, mumbling those three words in between kisses. You had tears welling in your eyes, unable to process just how lucky you really were. Penelope’s love of kismet on your mind once more. You had cupped his face in your hands, stroking the soft hairs of his beard before confessing your own feelings.

“Feel good, baby?” His words bringing you back to the shower, back to the sensations pooling deep inside of you. He didn’t wait for a response—nor did he need one—as he deepened the kiss, tilting your head backwards. You moaned against his mouth, loving the way his tongue battle for dominance, quickly claiming you. He finally let go of your bound wrists and your hands fell to his shoulders, clawing at him as you were close to the release you were so desperately chasing.

His thumb found your clit once more, circling it a few times. “Come for me, angel. Remind me how pretty my girl is when she comes.” It was the final push you needed, tumbling off the cliff and into an orgasm that had your hips wildly bucking against him. Your fingers gripped his skin as he kissed you through your powerful orgasm, fingers keeping up a steady rhythm.

“Shit,” you groaned, head rolling on your shoulders. You pressed your head back against the cool tile, trying to get your breathing to even out. You definitely preferred this kind of workout to running. Though, if running with Wheeler ended like this every time, you’d never complain about it again. “You’re good at that.”

Wheeler laughed, licking his fingers clean. “You taste so damn sweet, baby.” He whispered, before pressing his lips against yours, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. “Your pussy is my favorite meal.” He commented, causing you to laugh. He went from downright sexy to jokester so easily, making you come and laugh in a span of just minutes.

It was perfection.

“Come on,” Wheeler spoke, reaching for the bottle of your scented body wash he stashed in there when unpacking his bag after arriving. “Let’s get washed up,” he poured some into his hands, before running it over your skin.

He pressed one more soft kiss against your lips, that mischievous grin back on his handsome face. “That way I can take you back to bed and spend the rest of the day getting you dirty all over again.”

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im-just-a-mississippi-girl · 1 year

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Begin Again

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x reader

Category: Slight Angst/Fluff

Word count: 2,532

Summary: After being burned in a previous relationship, you find it hard to trust, open up, and love again. Moving to a new city with a new job, you’re ready to begin again, leaving the past where it belongs and cautiously opening up to new adventures and opportunities. What happens when you meet your neighbor across the street? Can you learn to trust and love again or will you keep your guard up and push him away?

Warnings: Swearing, female reader but no description of reader

Requested by: @rubyred1980 I hope you love it as much as I do! ❤️

You can find the original request post here!

A/N: I thought about this for a little bit and ultimately decided that precious baby Yoots was perfect for this! Also, I feel SO HORRIBLE I completely forgot about this request! So to make up for it, I tried to make this as long as I could. Also, as I was writing this Taylor Swift’s song Begin Again popped in my head, and I thought it was a perfect fit so there you go! Oh! And bonus points if you can find the title reference to a previous Wheeler Yuta fic I wrote!

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A new job. A new city. New friends. It was time to begin again.

The job you accepted was located in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The neighborhood you took up residency in was calm and friendly, majority of you neighbors had stopped by to give you a warm welcome.

It wasn’t until a week later when your neighbor across the street pulled into their driveway, this was the last neighbor you had yet to meet. You stepped out onto your small front porch, casually watching while sipping on your tea, nestled in the comfiest chair you could find at the local furniture store. You almost choked on your cup of tea when you finally saw just who your final neighbor was — professional wrestler, Wheeler Yuta.

Wheeler had made a few trips to and from his car before he noticed you. He waved to you, smiling his adorable smile that made you stifle a giggle. You were a wrestling fan, having watched numerous companies and promotions over the years and still to this day. Needless to say, you were familiar with Wheeler Yuta. Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine that one day you’d be living across the street from him.

Yuta ventured over to your house, smile still on his face. You were so nervous but attempted to play it cool, even though you knew you would probably end up making a fool of yourself.

Wheeler introduced himself to you, and you did the same. He was sweet just like you thought. You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him you already knew who he was. You were surprised that the conversation flowed so smoothly. Turns out Wheeler’s easy to talk to and you shared a few things in common, like your love for professional wrestling and that’s when you finally admitted that you were a fan of his. Boy, did you blush hard when Wheeler’s face lit up, that smile and those eyes were more than enough to make you swoon.

As the months went on, Wheeler would make it a point to stop by your house and let you know he was back home from the road, leaving you a little souvenir from whatever city he wrestled in as a thank you for watching his house while he was gone. You always told him not to get you anything, but your words fell on deaf ears every single time. The little trinkets or keychains would always bring a smile to your face and brighten any bad day.

You began missing Wheeler more and more each time he left, knowing you were doing the one thing you’ve been refusing to do for months — fall in love. Your last relationship was far from a fairytale. You found out after four months that he didn’t truly care about you but more about his reputation and appearance, and unfortunately, you were included in that reputation and appearance.

Your ex-boyfriend didn’t like a lot of the clothes you would wear, making side remarks until you finally caved and changed. He was never on time to anything, always forgetting dates, anniversaries, even your own birthday. He wasn’t very gentlemanly or chivalrous like he had been in the first two months. He was always so serious, never wanting to do anything fun unless his friends were around, and then the fun was at your expense more often than not. You found out on Instagram that he had been seeing another woman at the same time. He broke your heart, your trust, and you hate to admit, but he broke you. You’re still at a loss on why you let that relationship last so long, maybe because you had gotten used to it, or maybe because you were scared — scared to leave, thinking that you deserved that type of relationship.

As time went on, you and Wheeler grew closer, hanging out when he had a little bit of free time. Each time you would hang out with him, you always try to keep the conversation from drifting to the topic of love and relationships, you didn’t want Wheeler thinking negatively of you because of your ex or past choices. Little did you know Wheeler had some bad relationship stories of his own. He wanted to talk about them, you two had discussed everything except for that topic, but he noticed you always changed the subject or steered the conversation to something else. He didn’t want to push you to open up, thinking you needed time and knowing he would be more than ready to listen when that time came.

One night, while the pair of you were hanging out, you were the one to bring up your love life — well, with the help of some random movie playing in the background. You felt ready. You felt like you could trust him enough, that he wouldn’t judge you. You remember pouring your heart out to him, Wheeler gently pulling you into a hug, telling you that you didn’t deserve that, and that you deserve so much better. You couldn’t help but break down even more at how sweet and gentle he was being with you. It made you want to fall in love with him so much more, but you still kept your walls up.

Once you were calmed down, Wheeler told you some his bad relationship stories, hearing his stories helped, knowing he had been burned too, that it wasn’t just you. Despite your dating history being similar, there were some differences — your heartbreak and mistreatment was recent, still fresh in your mind whereas his had been a few years ago.

After that night, Wheeler would go out of his way to make sure you felt appreciated and cared for. He hated that you had been through all that; he wanted you to know you were important to him. He knew you weren’t ready for a relationship yet, but his feelings for you grew from friendship to wanting more. He knew after you shared your past with him that he loved you. The way you talked about what happened, how you let him see you all vulnerable, how you clung to him when he hugged you — that’s what made him realize he was in deep. All Wheeler wanted was to show you what true, healthy love was. He wanted to put your broken heart back together if you’d let him, and you really wanted him to. The thought of loving someone again, of letting someone in on that level, of putting your trust in someone else’s hands was terrifying let alone actually doing it.

Wheeler took his time with you, going at your pace, making sure not to rush or pressure you. He would do little things like checking on you during the day regardless if he was traveling or at home, continuing to bring you souvenirs from the road, taking you out on little adventures. He was doing all the things your ex refused or just wouldn’t do. Wheeler Yuta was making you slowly believe in love again.

You missed him like crazy when he was gone, constantly checking your phone for calls or texts from him, thinking about him when certain songs came on the radio or your playlist, counting down the days until his return. That’s when you finally decided to give in to your feelings for him — you loved him, and something was telling you to risk it, despite being scared. You decided you’d tell him of your feelings when he was home again.

You spent the rest of the week going over what you would say, preparing for the worst as you did so. When the time came, you were a nervous wreck, shaking, stuttering, your throat stayed dry no matter how much water you drank.

Wheeler pulled into the driveway of his home, not bothering to retrieve his bags from his car, but rather head to your house. He was excited to be home but more excited to see you.

You met him on the porch, nervous smile on your face, happy he was back but nervous about your confession. Wheeler pulled you into a bone crushing hug to which you returned with the same intensity, at least you tried to. “Can’t…. breathe….” You managed to choke out, tapping Wheeler on the back to better grab his attention.

He immediately let you go, looking embarrassed, “Sorry. I just missed you...” He paused, inhaling to settle his nerves. Wheeler knew he was falling for you, but he didn’t realize how much, until he was on the road the next day after he left.

“I missed you too…” You whispered in reply. You took a deep breath before making your feelings known to him. You can do this! It’s now or never. Don’t chicken out. This could be a wonderful thing. You’ll be okay if he rejects you. Come on, go for it! You gave yourself an internal pep talk, now you were ready. “Wheeler, I have something I need to tell you.” You inhale once more. Wheeler’s eyes locked on yours, confusion and worry were present throughout his features. He nodded and motioned for you to continue, not wanting to interrupt your thoughts and courage. “For the longest time I believed that love was a myth. Then you came along and proved to me that myths can sometimes be real too. I care about you. I trust you. I feel safe with you. You make me happier than I thought was possible. Life feels empty when I’m not around you, and I’m so scared that you’ll never want to hold my hand again…. and your hand is the only hand I want to hold.” You confessed, blurting all your feelings and emotions out before your turned into a stuttering mess like you had been earlier when you practiced your speech.

You couldn’t bare to look Wheeler in the eyes, too nervous and a little embarrassed to be honest. You were scared of what he reaction was. Did you just ruin everything? Will he run for the hills? Were you too damaged? Would he want to continue taking things slow with you? Would he really and truly want to help you trust and love again? Was his prior actions and words meaningless? Were they just to trick you into thinking he was worth a shot? Were you going to regret this? Would he laugh in your face and say it was just a game? You hoped your nerves and anxiety was getting the better of you, but after your previous relationship you couldn’t be too sure of anything anymore.

Wheeler was speechless. He was surprised you were ready to let him in, to let him take care of you the best he could, to love him, to begin again. He thought you would need more time before this moment, but he must have underestimated how much of an impact he was having on you. He knew he had to say something or do something quick before you ran off. He knew that confession was hard for you, and he didn’t want you to feel bad or panic and regret everything you just said, everything you two worked on and built up to this point.

Wheeler gently reached out and lifted your head up, his index finger under your chin as he did so. His eyes were full of emotion: happiness, hope, excitement, admiration, and love. He kept his eyes locked on yours, looking deeply. He saw worry, fear, anxiety, a hint of hope along with sprinkles of love. You wanted to cry, eyes welling up with tears that had yet to spill over. You hands were shaking, heart racing, mouth and throat excruciatingly dry. Why hasn’t he said anything yet? It must be okay. He’s still here. He didn’t look angry. He’s not laughing at you. This has to be a good sign, right?

You felt Wheeler’s finger leave your chin, his hands calmly and firmly encased yours. “I can’t stop smiling when I look at you. Your hand feels so natural in mine. It’s like the gaps in mine were made for your hand. I’ve never felt better than I do when we’re close. I want you by my side. Wanna know why?” He paused, a blush filled smile growing on his face. “Because I love you, every part of you. Even the parts you don’t like.” At this point in his speech, you didn’t notice that Wheeler’s hands had left yours and were now resting gently on either side of your face, caressing your cheeks and searching your eyes for any type of reaction.

Tears slipped from your eyes, a small smile making its way onto your face. “Wheeler…. kiss me better….” You quietly sniffled, wanting nothing more than to keep him as close to you as possible, to never let him go.

Wheeler didn’t have to be told twice. He initiated the kiss like you implied, slow and steady, head tilting to the side, nose gently brushing your cheek as he closed the distance. You froze momentarily before letting your eyes fall closed. His lips were slightly chapped but not unpleasant, a little rough but smooth enough to create the best sensation. You could hear your heart beating loudly and rapidly, so loudly you were positive Wheeler could hear it too.

Wheeler’s heart was pounding as well. He hoped you couldn’t hear it or feel it for that matter. He wanted to be cool, calm, and steady for you, knowing that’s what you needed — stability and reassurance. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to his body. You melted into his embrace, hands gliding up his chest to slip into his hair, holding firmly onto the back of his head, keeping him close as well, afraid he’ll slip away and you’ll wake up from some sick, cruel dream.

You didn’t want the kiss to end and neither did Wheeler, but unfortunately, your need for oxygen became too great. Slowly, the pair of you pulled apart, foreheads resting against one another, both your eyes still closed, savoring the moment you two just shared. As your breathing slowed, you finally opened your eyes to find Wheeler looking at you with admiration filled eyes, a wide grin full of happiness present as well. His smile was contagious. You studied him just for a few moments, really taking it all in. The more your eyes ran over his frame, the more your heart swelled, your mind traveled back to the beginning and all the little things he did for you over the course of these countless months. The little souvenirs, the sweet hang outs, the patience and gentleness he showed you, the phone calls and texts to check on you while he was traveling proved to you just how much he liked you and what you meant to him. All those things were exactly what you needed after the shitty relationship you were last in. You came to the final conclusion that you were in love with Wheeler Yuta, and you wanted nothing more than to take a chance on romance with him and to officially begin again.

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VICIOUS (The Series) Part 2

Pairing: Female and male OC (Male OC was my husband's idea) x AEW Superstars

Summary: Audrey Nolan, an almost 23-year-old woman, comes to AEW with the simple fact of fulfilling her dream of being a wrestler, inspired by Chyna, her favorite wrestler. But as time goes by, she feels her dream destroyed by people who judge her because of her gender.

Warning: strong language, may contain sex.

Audience: 18+ [minors do not interact]

I don't own any gifs, photos or brands posted here. This is just a fanfiction! Don't like it? Go away and don't read it. That's it.

The night fell, Audrey did what she could to strengthen herself. Listening to "Limbo" by Daddy Yankee inspired her all night. She was thinking about Eddie all day, he was one of her several favorite wrestlers and she saw him as a dad figure. She still couldn't believe that that happened on that day, of all the bad things she faced before she could marry Jay. Someone started knocking on the door, it was Scarlett. She came as if she were a boxing coach.

"Good evening Audrey." She said.

"Hey, you look like a boxing coach." Audrey reacted. "What for?"

"To train you. I had a conversation with Jay and he told me that you don't jump rope or do any flips. I thought you were more or less a Rey Mysterio... I don't know, a Jeff Hardy... more or less like that."

"Scar, I'm not crazy enough to do all that shit. I wanted to be more or less half taekwondo and half boxing. I don't know... but not to be a high flyer. Forget about that, gurl."

"My biggest goal was for you to do at least some fucking clotheslines at least..."

"Well, I can do clotheslines. But forget about making Swantons."

Scarlett and Audrey went to a separate ring to start training.

"Great." Scarlett smiled. "Kenny, come here."

Audrey smiled, watching Kenny enter. He noticed that he was in recovery, but at the same time he wanted to see the Nolans' talent.

"Hello Audrey." He greeted her, making her feel nervous. "Hey, don't be like that. I'm not going to do anything to you."

She gave a sigh. "Hello... Kenny."

Scarlett smiled. "The only reason he came is to see what you learned during your training. Now try giving a kick."

Audrey raised her leg to try a kick, having a memory in her mind. "Addy.. are you okay?"

"I think...did I do it right?"

Kenny smiled. "You did pretty well, although you need to practice a little more."

"Let's see Audrey, how long have you not practiced?"

"Since...since I was in my third year of high school. I haven't practiced in a long time."

Kenny looked at Scarlett. "Go train her, she needs a little more efficiency."

Audrey started to feel bad. "I think so..."

"Hey, you're doing it well, but you need to get back that same energy you had when you did your first practice. That way you'll come out cool and give that fucker Claudio a hard time."

Kenny stood up gently, leaving the entire area. Audrey felt embarrassed by what The One Winged Angel did to her wrestling moves.

"It's better to stay as manager." She thought to herself and left.

Meanwhile with the BCC...

Claudio was sitting on a couch, upset along with Wheeler Yuta, Jon Moxley, and Bryan Danielson.

"Do you know what started bothering me about that tomboy Audrey? That she starts defending that shitty Eddie. I'm sick of it."

Jon rolled his eyes. "Here we go again."

"What's up? You got a problem?"

"Dude, everything about Eddie pisses you off, even the new girl pisses you off."

"More like the male pisses me off."

Wheeler crossed his arms. "Wasn't she the tomboy?"

Claudio roared. "IT'S THE SAME SHIT YOU BITCH, SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!"

"That's enough Claudio." Mox commanded. "If you don't want any trouble with Eddie, don't mess with the tomboy. Listen to me. Use your head to think instead of shining a light on it."

Claudio took a breath. "If that will prevent me from seeing the male, then fine. But the problem is with her, not with Kingston."

"You seriously are an idiot... you know what? Do whatever you want, but remember that I told you so. Don't come crawling then."

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Audrey was sitting in a chair backstage, looking at a photo of her husband and her at their wedding. A happy tear was shed, making him hug the photo.

"AUDREY!" Jay ran towards her. "Hey baby girl. How was today?"

Audrey looked at her husband. "Good... all good." .

"Hey... Scarlett told me that you need to do a little more training, since your 'twin' evaluated you."

"Honey, I don't know if I can do it."

"Why's that?"

"It's just... I don't feel capable of doing such a thing."

"Baby, of course you can. It takes as long as it takes, but that's okay. At least you'll be my manager until you're completely ready." Jay put his hands on Audrey's shoulders. "I love you Drey, you are everything to me... you are my entire life, and the first thing I told you before we got married would be to make your dreams come true and do everything... to see you happy."

"My love." She smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Jay winked. "Let's go to the locker." He whispered, scooping his wife into his arms and kissing her passionately.

Both went to the locker room, Jay placed Audrey's body in the couch, locking the door completely and running to kiss her, then starting to take off her clothes.

"Damn baby..." Jay smirked, as his voice deepened. "I started to miss those big juicy tits... that fat pussy... and those clapping cheeks. Gosh mami."

"You like how it is now papi?" Audrey looked at him.

"Of course, I've always like that hot body of yours. It..." Jay removed all of his clothes, placing himself on top of his wife and holding his hands on the couch. "It drives me crazy how big you get every fucking day baby girl. Fuck... I want you."

Both laughed, kissing like they were devouring themselves, as Jay started squeezing Audrey's boobs. Audrey started letting out a moan while letting herself get dominant by her husband. Jay's hands ran towards her neck, squeezing it lightly and seeing how her eyes grew big.

"Papi.." Audrey moaned, about to yell. Jay's free hand ran right towards her pussy, starting to rub her clit fast, making her moan harder.

"Fuck mami, you're so fucking wet.. wet, sexy, and all juicy just for papi."

He stopped for a minute, getting up and jerking off his cock, right before putting it in Audrey's pussy. She let out a gasp, feeling him deeper inside of her.

Jay started fucking her, squeezing her neck softly as he does. Audrey's moans where about to turn into screams.

"Jay!!" She screamed, rolling her eyes and burying her back on the couch.

He chuckled, leaning down on her ear. "Now everybody in this roaster knows who own you.. you're such a great girl."

Jay's deepened voice turned Audrey on, making her jiggle her boobs while she was getting fucked.

"Mami..." Jay took a breath. "Mami.. I'm close... i'm close to make a fucking mess in you."

"Cum in me papi." Audrey begged. "Cum in me..."

Jay's pace went faster, as Audrey's screams were louder. Then he came deep inside of her, removing his cook and shooting cum all over his wife's boobs.

Jay's body collapsed, and same did Audrey's. Both laughed and kissed, as they put on a blanket and both of them felt asleep.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Hopefully one more?? She’s Jon’s half sister and while wheeler is sleeping at his house , she shows up when Jon least expect it. Renee ends up match making the two of them but would Jon get mad at their sudden friendship ?

Wheeler Yuta x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Wheeler Yuta Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing.

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.I hope you like it. I am sorry it took so long to get out.

Felt like my writing wasn't good at times, but I wanted this to be good for you.

Paul - Wheeler Yuta

Summary: f/Reader is Jon's half-sister. She has never met Wheeler Yuta but has heard plenty about him from her brother & sister-in-law. She finally gets to meet him & it is love at first sight for both.

YN's POV:

The storm felt like it has come out of nowhere. The roads have gotten so bad I am contemplating trying to find a hotel to spend the night in.

But then I remembered that my brother just moved here not that long ago and I wasn't far from his new place.

I pulled over to the side of the road to call Renee to see if it was okay. I am like my brother in a lot of ways. I just didn't want to show up unexpectedly.

"Of course you can. I'll unlock the door and wait for you to get here." Was what I was told. I was on the road once again, heading to safety as I have a feeling this storm is not going to let up any time soon.

I quickly ran to the front door and just like Renee said, it was unlocked. I opened the door and waited for Renee to appear with a towel as this isn't the first time I have came over looking like a drowned rat.

"Go and take a nice hot bath, I will take your clothes and wash and try them for you. Good thing we still have some of your pajamas with us."

"Thanks Renee, you are a lifesaver. Now which bathroom do you want me to use?" I asked her as I basically stripped at the door. I had the towel wrapped securely around me.

"Second floor. Second door on your left." She said to me, completely focused on getting my clothes cleaned for me.

I finally got to the bathroom, locked the door behind me and I noticed it was a jacuzzi tub. I got the tub filled and got in it, moaning lowly at the feel of the hot water on my cold body.

I turned on the jets and started to relax. I got completely lost in my own world that I didn't hear a door open.

"Oh! I am so sorry!" A male voice said. I screamed out in shock and I clutched my hand to my chest, trying to catch my breath.

"How the hell did you even get in here?" I demanded. I am sure I locked the door behind me.

The man pointed to the door behind him and it was connected to a bedroom. "Sorry, I thought that was a closet." I told him.

"It's okay." I finally got a good look at the man and he was very handsome. My eyes were drawn to his eyes. I could feel like I could lose myself in them.

"I'm Paul by the way. Friend of Jon and Renee" Why does that name sound so familiar?

"YN. Jon is my brother." The timer for the jets went off and the jets stopped. I realised I am naked and alone with a man I have do not know.

"I should go. Sorry for barging in like that." Paul quickly turned around and went back into the same room he came from.

I stayed in the tube a bit longer and once the water started to turn cold, I got out. I dried off my body and hair as best as I could and got into the pajamas.

I walked downstairs hoping to find Renee and ask her about this Paul guy.

"Hey, I heard a scream. Everything okay?" She asked me as I sat down next to her on the couch.

"And you didn't come running?"

"I knew you could take care of yourself." I playfully glared at her when she said that.

"Yes I am fine. Just had some company whole I was taken the bath."

A confused look came across her face and then it finally dawned on her.

"Shit YN. I completely forgot Paul is in the bedroom connected to the bathroom. He works with Jon and is staying here instead of staying in a hotel."

"Is he a wrestler?" Even though my brother is one, I really never got into it. I tried but it never held my interest.

"Yeah, he goes by Wheeler Yuta." The new guy to join my brothers team or whatever it is called.

"Oh, he seems..um nice." Was all I could say. I know Renee. She will try to set us up even though we just met. She loves love and thinks everyone should deserve it.

"Where is Jon by the way?" Usually my brother would be all over me the moment I stepped through that door.

"Is flight was delayed due to the storm. So if it clears up, he will be home either tomorrow or the next day."

I woke up the next morning to some wet sloppy kisses. I opened one eye and saw my niece very close to my face and Renee standing next to the bed.

"It's time to wakeup sunshine. Someone told Nora that her favourite Auntie is here." I love my niece but I need at least five minutes of quiet time to fully wake up.

"I'll take her downstairs. She can bother Paul while you get ready. Breakfast is on the table." Renee said as grabbed a now fussy Nora who didn't want to leave my side.

I laid in bed for another minute and slowly woke up. I quickly got ready for the day and joined the others downstairs.

I found Nora, Renee and Paul sitting at the table for breakfast. "There she is." Renee called out.

I waved her off and grabbed myself some food. The only seat that is available is next to Paul. He smiled at me and I gave him a small smile back.

The three of us enjoyed some small talk as we ate. Renee said that Jon's flight got delayed once more as the weather has not let up.

"That means you are also not going anywhere missy. You are staying here until the roads are safe enough to drive on." Renee said to me as she pointed her spoon at me.

"Yes Mom." She just scoffed at me and went back to Nora, who is now just covered in her food.

"Looks like someone needs a bath. Entertain yourselves. I'll be right back once this one isn't so sticky." I looked at Nora and I could see the maple Syrup that she has in her hair and all over her face and hands. Renee is going to be awhile.

Wheeler Yuta's POV:

When I went to grab a drink last night I was not expecting to see a woman in the tub. I was so stunned I didn't even move or say anything at first until I introduced myself.

She was kind to me and with one look into her eyes, I was gone. I quickly left the bathroom and went down the stairs to the kitchen, where Renee was.

"I heard a scream." I told her what happened and she just laughed at me. "You're lucky she didn't hit you. She is Jon's sister. He taught her how to fight."

Now I am even more intrigued by her. I wanted to ask Renee more questions about her sister-in-law but I didn't want to show that I liked her.

For one thing, I just met the woman less than five minutes ago and she us Jon's sister. He is very protective of her and I do not need him breathing down my neck about dating his sister.

But I should of know that Renee knew I liked her and was already forming a plan in that head of hers to get YN and I together.

For the rest of the day, Renee found more and more way for YN and I to be alone. From taking Nora to give her a bath, or for her to spend some time doing laundry or just stay in her room.

YN and I spent the morning talking and getting to know one another in the livingroom. I found out her favourite foods, colours and season just to name a few.

She told me about her job and how her an Jon were only half-siblings. "My Mom cheated on her ex-husband with mine and Jon's Dad."

I didn't have anything like that to tell her but I did tell her about my life growing up. When I asked about hers, she was hesitant at first and I didn't push or pry.

"Growing up on the streets of Cincinnati was hard. It was tough for Jon and I. Didn't have much money so we stole, but whenever we got caught he always took the blame. Idiot." She shook her head at the memory.

The topic quickly changed and we decided to watch a movie. It took us a bit to agree on one but we finally picked Alien.

YN fell asleep against my side about half way through the movie and I didn't move. I couldn't move, so I just wrapped a blanket around the two of us and I fell asleep a short time after that. Never once hearing the conversation that is going on upstairs.

Jon Moxley's POV:

I knew it is almost Nora's nap time so I quiet as I entered my home. I heard some noise from the livingroom and headed in that direction.

To my suprise, there was Paul and YN, cuddling together on the couch watching Alien.

I was about to demand what the hell is going on when I felt a small hand cover my mouth. I looked to my right and I could see my wide staring at me, shaking her head no at me.

I closed my mouth when she dropped her hand and grabbed mine to follow her upstairs to our bedroom.

Once we were alone, I asked her what the hell is going on.

"Well you know Paul was here."

"Yeah, that doesn't explain why my sister is cuddling up to him."

"She called and asked to hunker down here as the storm was bad and she was driving and was close by. The met and well they have really hit it off." Renee was starting to get excited at the thought of them getting together.

"Now Renee don't you go poking your nose in where it doesn't belong." I crossed my arms across my chest.

"And a girl can't help her favourite sister-in-law find love?" Renee asked as she mimicked my stance.

"Just because two people get along doesn't mean they belong together."

"Mark my words Mr Good, they like each other and will probably go on a date."

Paul and YN woke up and I couldn't help but smile at my sister as we hugged. It has been a bit since I've seen her.

Paul shook my hand and I am man enough to admit that I squeezed it a bit hard but Paul didn't show any pain or sign that I did that.

The four of spent the rest of the day together. Well more me not wanting to leave them alone and Renee was there to keep an eye on me.

But as the day went on I noticed that YN and Paul were always near one another. You would never know that they literally just met and it did not sit right with me but I didn't dare say anything.

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"Looks like the weather is finally good. Anyone want to go out to eat? My treat." YN asked. I was about to say yes but Paul spoke before I could.

"Yeah I would like that."

"Jon and I will stay here. I planned his favourite meal for when he came home." Renee said before I could speak. I was about to call her out on her lie when Paul and YN stood up.

"Okay, thank you once again you two for everything." YN said as her and Paul were heading out the door.

"What the hell was that?" I asked my wife when I heard the door close.

"Let them go out together." Was all she said.

I waited up for Paul all night long, like a Parent but he never came back here.

Renee found me standing at the window that looked out into our front yard.

"Jon, she is old enough to make her own decisions." Renee softly said to me as she rubbed my back.

"But why with my friend?" I asked her while continuing to look outside.

"And who better than Paul?"

I didn't have an answer. Paul was a good guy and I knew that but didn't mean I had to like them together.

"Come to bed. You can interrogate him when he comes back. Remember all his stuff is here."

When Paul finally came back and told me that he asked YN out, I had to stop myself from throttling the guy.

"Well, we are happy for you two, right Jon?"

"Thrilled." I forcefully said.

But the moment Renee looked away, I mouthed "run" to Paul.

Renee had no idea what the hell was happening as Paul and I ran out the door. Me on his tail to rough him up a bit as that my brotherly duty.

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thenerdybaker523 · 1 year

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Valentine's 2023

Written for @hayleyprompts Valentine's Day Prompt List

Prompt: “I think you have a secret admirer”

I don't own any gifs or pictures used in this.

I know Smolder by Laurell K. Hamilton is not out yet, but for this it will be.

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Tanea ~ Rebel

❤️ Summary: Kelsea Paquette has been working as a makeup artist for the past 6 months thanks to her brother-in-law helping her get the job. The past month she's noticed things showing up at her station. Thinking it's Jon and Renee's doing, Kelsea thinks nothing of it. When she gets things that neither Jon nor Renee would know anything about, Britt points out it might be someone else doing it.

Kelsea’s POV:

After arriving at the arena with Jon and Renee, we all went our separate ways to get ready for the show. I headed to hair and makeup to get my station ready. Walking into the room, I noticed at the station marked with my name there was a mug of what I’m sure was my favorite hot chocolate and a gift bag. Setting my stuff down, I took a sip of the hot chocolate before opening the bag. Inside I found a Stitch stuffed animal, the second gift surprised me. It was a copy of the book Smolder by Laurell K. Hamilton, the newest book from her Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter series. I was so distracted by the book that I didn’t notice Britt, Jamie, and Tanea walk in until Jamie laid a hand on my shoulder to get my attention, making me jump.

“What did you get this time?” Jamie asked when she got my attention.

Looking up at Britt, Jamie, and Tanae, I showed them what I got. “I’m pretty sure that this isn’t Jon and Renee anymore. They know how much I love Stitch,” I said while pointing out my Stitch shirt. “But you guys are the only ones that know about this book series, and how I hadn’t had time to buy it from Amazon yet.”

“I think you have a secret admirer, Kelsea. It only makes sense. Someone must have overheard you talking to us about it last week.” Britt pointed out the obvious.

Thinking it over, I couldn’t help but agree with Britt. Though I didn’t want to say out loud who I’d hoped it was. “I just wonder who it could be. There’s not many people that would be brave enough to come near me knowing how protective Jon is of me.”

Tanea looked up at me from where she was setting out her equipment and said, “So that narrows it down to maybe five people that he’d be ok asking you out.”

Before I could say anything, Ruby walked into the room holding a small bag. “I got asked to give this to you.” She said, handing me the bag then went and sat at my station to get her makeup done.

Looking at her confused, I sat the bag down on my station. Opening it, I pulled out a Cookie Dough Twix candy bar (a/n: these are so freaking good) and a note. Setting the candy bar aside to eat later, I opened the note to read it.

Kelsea,

I know you must be wondering who I am. I’ve liked you for a while now, but just didn’t know how to approach you. Especially with Jon scaring off anyone who wanted to ask you out. Even though I know it wasn't necessary, a few weeks ago I got Jon and Renee’s approval to ask you out. Though before I asked you, I wanted to do something special for you, hence all the gifts. So I was wondering after tonight's taping of Rampage if you’d be willing to go on a date with me? If you want to, Ruby will let me know. If yes, I'll meet you at catering after the taping is done.

Your Secret Admirer

Looking up, Britt was holding her hand out to read the note. Handing it over, Britt read it with Tanea and Jamie reading over her shoulders. As they read it, I got started on Ruby’s makeup for the night. All three awed once they finished reading the note.

“So are you gonna say yes?” Jamie asked me as Britt put the note back in the bag. Looking up at Jamie, I started to think it over. Did I want to know who it was? Yes, but I didn’t want to get my hopes about it being who I wanted it to be and it not be them. Noticing four pairs of eyes on me, I took a breath and looked back down at Ruby.

“Yes, but can you give me a clue who it is?” I asked her.

“Nope, I’ve been sworn to secrecy. Sorry hun.” Ruby told me. I finished up her makeup as Britt and Jamie were getting ready to leave. As I was cleaning my brushes for the next person, I heard Britt and Jamie squeal. Shaking my head, I knew Ruby must have told them who it was. I didn’t have much time to think on my date between doing everyone’s makeup that needed it. After I was done, I went to catering to grab something light to eat and found a monitor to watch Dynamite on.

After Dynamite was over, I was heading back to hair and makeup when Renee stopped me. She handed me a bag before taking off again, not saying a word, but smiled back at me. Shaking my head, I looked in the bag and found a cute dress. Making a detour, I went to the women’s locker room and took a quick shower. Slipping on the dress and putting my shoes back on, I went back to hair and makeup. Noticing I had 15 minutes to meet the person, I quickly put my hair up and did some light makeup then packed up my stuff.

As I got to catering, Jon and Renee came up to me. Jon grabbed my makeup case while Renee looked me over. “We’ll see you in the morning. Have fun tonight.” Saying bye to them I sat in catering and messed around on my phone while I waited. I didn’t have to wait long before I heard a throat clear. I looked up to see the smiling face of Wheeler Yuta, the person I had hoped it would be.

“Hey Kelsea.” Wheeler said as he smiled down at me. Setting my phone down, I stood up and hugged him. Wrapping his arms around me, Wheeler held me tighter to him.

“I didn’t want to get my hopes up that it was you only to find out it was someone else, but I’m so happy it is you.” I mumbled into his chest. Pulling away, I knew I was blushing when I looked up at him.

“There’s a diner down the road, I figured we’d pick up something from there and head back to the hotel and watch a couple of movies. If that’s ok with you?” Wheeler asked. Nodding up at him, he took my hand and we headed out to the parking garage.

Getting to the diner, we ordered our food and while we waited we talked. We were so deep into our conversation that we didn’t even notice the waitress come back to our table with our to go bag. After Wheeler stopped me from paying for my half of the bill, he paid for our food and we headed back to the hotel. He led me to his room since mine was next to Jon and Renee’s. When he opened the door, I saw he had set his laptop out on his bed and had several of my favorite snacks set out on the nightstand.

“Why don’t you pick a movie while I get our food set out.” Wheeler told me. Nodding my head, I slipped off my shoes and sat on his bed, grabbing his laptop and brought up Netflix. Looking through the movies, I decided on Glass Onion. Wheeler handed me my food and settled down on the bed beside me. We talked while we ate and when we were done eating, we threw the containers away. I was starting to get uncomfortable in my dress, but I didn’t want to leave yet. Wheeler must have noticed because when he looked at me I could tell he was blushing.

“Did you want to borrow a pair of shorts and a shirt to change into?” he asked me nervously.

“Yes please. There’s a reason I don’t wear dresses that often.” he nodded, and went to grab the clothes from his suitcase. Wheeler looked down at me shyly as he handed me the clothes. Feeling brave, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Wheeler’s cheek. Knowing I was blushing, I grabbed the clothes from him and headed to the bathroom. As I was pulling on the shirt, I noticed he gave me one of his BCC shirts to wear. I finished getting dressed and quickly washed the makeup off my face then left the bathroom.

Putting my dress by my purse and shoes, I turned to see Wheeler had changed too. Joining him on the bed, he unpaused the movie, which we barely paid attention to. We ended up spending the whole movie talking and getting to know each other better. At some point Wheeler and I must have fallen asleep because I woke up the next morning curled into his chest with his arms wrapped tightly around me. Not wanting to wake him up, I tried to go back to sleep when I felt him loosen his arms and start to move around. Feeling him kiss my head, I looked up at his adorable sleep ridden face. We must have had the same idea because he leaned down and I met him in a sweet kiss. When we pulled away, I smiled up at him.

“Thank you for last night. I had a lot of fun.” I told him snuggling back into his chest.

Wheeler wrapped his arms tighter and kissed my head again. “I did too. I would love to do this again.”

“I’d love that. I hate to move, but I need to get back to my room before Jon comes and kills you.” Feeling him release me, I got out of his bed and started grabbing my things. Wheeler walked me to the door, but as I was getting ready to open the door, he stopped me by grabbing my hand. Looking up at him, I could tell he was nervous.

He ran his hand through his hair and took a deep breath before he spoke. “I was wondering if you would want to be my girlfriend? I know this was our first date, but we’ve known each other for a while…”

Before he could ramble anymore, I pulled him down and kissed him. When we pulled away, he was blushing. “I’d love to Wheeler.” He smiled down at me and kissed me again. This time when we pulled away, I knew I had to leave. Quickly checking the time on my phone, I saw it was only 8. “Do you want to meet down in the lobby in an hour and a half to go get breakfast?”

“I’d love to. See you then.”

With that I finally left his room and went back to mine. As I got to my room I noticed Britt, Jamie, and Renee all waiting for me. Shaking my head at them, I smiled and unlocked my room to let them in knowing I was about to be bombarded with questions. The first words out of Renee’s mouth was, “You didn’t come back last night, what did you and Wheeler get up to?”

Looking at them I couldn’t keep the smile off my face, “Well…”

#wheeler yuta fanfiction #aew fanfiction

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sydsaint · 2 months

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More HOOK/Yuta content because their feud was just so good <3

Summary: Tyler continues to struggle with the fact that the reader is in a romantic storyline with Wheeler Yuta. Not able to stand seeing her with someone that doesn't deserve her, Tyler can't help but intervene. Even if it means the reader will hate him for it.

You watch from Wheeler's corner as he kicks Dante Martin's ass in the ring with a smile on his face. Wheeler rolls Dante up near the ropes and you grab his leg to help keep Dante in the pin. The bell rings and you let Wheeler's leg go with a laugh.

Dante realizes what you did and starts arguing with the referee about it. Wheeler offers his hand and helps you up onto the apron before you both step through the ropes and glare at Dante.

"I think all that time out on injury got to your head, Dante." Wheeler growls at Dante. "YN didn't do anything." He throws a protective arm around your waist.

"Yeah, Dante. Don't be a sore loser." You sneer at him, feeling a little bit bad at your harsh words.

Once upon a time, Dante was a good friend of yours. He and his older brother Darius where always hanging around with you and Tyler while traveling for shows. And now you're calling him a liar to his face and letting Wheeler berate him.

"Whatever." Dante scoffs and heads backstage.

You and Wheeler both laugh as Dante walks off and Wheeler leans in for a kiss. "A little extra show for the crowd?" He teases you as he leans in.

"I guess." You shrug with a small smile and meet his lips for a chaste kiss.

You and Wheeler head backstage after a few more minutes of gloating to the crowd. You mean to head back to the locker room with Wheeler so he can shower and change before taking you back to the hotel. But on your way back, you run into Tyler.

"YN, hey." Tyler offers you a hint of a friendly smile.

"Hey, Ty." You nod back at him in a friendly manner.

Wheeler's arm slinks over your shoulder in response to Tyler's prompt. You roll your eyes and put a hand on Wheeler's torso in case he tries something with Tyler.

"Wheeler. Play nice." You chastise Yuta casually.

"I'm nice." Wheeler replies in an insistent tone. "Tyler." He flashes a fake smile.

Tyler and Wheeler lock eyes and you can feel the anger radiating off both of them. To prevent a fight, you turn to Yuta and put an arm around the back of his neck. "Come on, Wheeler! I'm tired from my match with Aminata and then cheering for you. Let's get back to the locker room already." You whine to him.

"Yeah, alright, babe." Wheeler glances down at your pleading doe eyes. He leans down and kisses your cheek before he starts to walk off.

"Bye, Tyler." You offer Ty a small wave as you walk off.

Tyler watches you and Wheeler walk off with a clenched jaw. "Fuck him." He grumbles to himself once you're out of earshot.

You and Wheeler make it back to the locker room and you sit down with an annoyed sigh. Wheeler begins unlacing his boots across from you and notices your frown.

"What's wrong?" Yuta asks you.

"Nothing." You cross your arms with an annoyed sneer.

Wheeler huffs through his nose and shakes his head. "Come on, YN. Something is bothering you." He persists.

"Did you have to be such a dick to Tyler?" You uncross your arms and glare at Yuta.

"This again?" Yuta groans. "He broke up with you, YN." He reminds you. "Do you remember how broken up you were about it? So what gives him the right to come up and try and act all friendly and shit?"

You bow your head, knowing that Wheeler is right. Tyler did break up with you. He was the one to end it. Not you. Breaking up with Tyler was the last thing that you wanted. But he insisted that it be over.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." You look back up at Wheeler. "Sorry. It's just...You know I don't like seeing you fight with him." You remind him.

Wheeler nods and walks over to you now that he's out of his boots. "I know. But keeping him at bay is for the best, YN. Trust me." He leans down and kisses the top of your head gently.

Wheeler slips into the other room to rinse off in the shower and you hang out on your phone while you wait for him. While you're hanging out Wheeler's phone chimes with a message from someone. Curious, you walk over to his phone and pick it up. You unlock Yuta's phone and pull up his messages. A new message from Mox is highlighted so you pull it up.

"I saw you run into Taz's kid again backstage?" You read the text aloud. "You know you're going to have to tell her what you did eventually, Wheeler?"

Your heart skips a beat as you read the message. And with trembling hands you scroll up on the screen. You scroll through some uninteresting messages about working out and other stuff until you eventually find what you're looking for. Right there on Wheeler phone is a conversation between him and Mox about convincing Tony Khan to put you and Wheeler in a romantic storyline so Wheeler could make a move on you.

"What the fuck?" You whisper to yourself in disbelief.

Your heart sinks in your chest and you can feel tears brimming your eyes. Wheeler comes out of the bathroom and see's you holding his phone in your hand. "YN?" Wheeler calls out to you and you lock eyes with him.

"So it was all a lie?" You stare at Wheeler with blurry vision. "Mox? Bryan? Claudio? They never really saw anything in me did they? It was all you? Because what? Because you wanted an easy way to get into my pants?" You scream and toss Wheeler's phone at him.

"What? YN, what are you talking about?" Wheeler barely manages to catch his phone.

You watch Wheeler manage to save his phone and advance on you. "Fuck you Wheeler! Stay away from me!" You point an accusing finger at him before turning sharply on your heels and head for the door.

Upset and feeling like you're about to cry, or throw up, you head to the only other place you feel safe backstage. Tyler's locker room.

You get to the door of Tyler's room and knock through blurry vision. A few seconds later Tyler answers the door. "YN? Why the fuck are you crying? What's wrong?" His voice is laces with concern as he pulls you into his locker room by the arm.

"Wheeler, he-he-h-he-" You stutter, unable to stop your tears from falling.

"He what?!" Tyler replies wildly. "Did he hurt you?"

You shake your head as Tyler ushers you into a chair so you don't get lightheaded from standing while crying. He rubs your back gently and waits patiently for you to tell him more.

"He lied to me, Tyler. Manipulated me into thinking that Mox and Claudio and the rest of them thought I was good enough to be one of them." You finally manage to explain the situation through sniffles and sobs. "All because he was into me."

"He WHAT?" Tyler grits his teeth.

Tyler shoots to his feet and begins pacing the room while thinking up every way he knows how to break bones. His pacing and thoughts of seriously beating Wheeler's ass stops though, when you speak up again.

"Why'd you have to break up with me, Tyler?" You ask in a half-sob. "Did you get tired of me? Do you hate me?"

Every ounce of Tyler's anger fades and he walks back over to you. He sits down next to you and pulls you into him. "I could never hate you, YN." He insists. "Not you. I love you. Which is exactly why I did it. When I found out the BCC was looking at you for their new member I knew you wouldn't take it if you and I were still together. And all I want to do is see you thrive in this company." He explains.

"Oh, Tyler." You sniffle against his chest. "Please don't leave me again." You plead with him.

"Never, baby." Tyler insists, holding you tighter against him. "You stay here, alright? I'm going to go get your stuff from Wheeler's locker room." He peels you off of him and stands up.

You grab Tyler's hand as he stands up and look up at him. "Please don't do anything to him, Tyler. I don't want you to get suspended and leave me alone here at work." You ask him.

"Don't worry, baby." Tyler strokes your cheek gently with his thumb. "Wheeler's going to get his ass beat." He insists. "But it'll be in front of of crowd where everyone can see what a piece of shit he is. Fuck him."

#wrestling #aew #all elite wrestling #aew fanfiction #aew fanfic #aew x reader #syd's wrestling fics #wrestling fanfiction #wrestling fic #wrestling fanfic #tyler senerchia #hook aew #hook x reader #tyler senerchia x reader #hook #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta x reader

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heelwriting · 4 months

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Advent Calendar

Day/Prompt: Day 2 - “Please open the door before I freeze to death.”

Fandom/Character(s): AEW All Elite Wrestling / Wheeler Yuta x F!Reader

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 821

Summary: Yuta and his girlfriend fight over the last chocolate of her advent calendar

@debbiechanclub @12daysofchristmas (sorry again for the late hours, i think every day will be like this, i'll stop apologizing now)

Yuta had taken her to a Christmas party at one of his co-workers house, it was after 11pm and outside there was a fairly thick layer of snow, they both were covered in various layers of clothing but it was still very cold and they couldn’t wait to get home or at least reach their car and turn on the heating.

They were walking to their car with their hands laced through their gloves.

“I can’t wait to go home, get in bed and sleep for the next 24 hours, I’m exhausted from wrestling and eating and taking I just want to take this days to relax with you”

Yuta said.

“Can’t wait to go home either, I want to go to bed too but before that I want to eat my last advent calendar chocolate”

After she talks, Yuta freezes on his spot.

“What happened?”

She asks looking at him with concern.

“Babe, I have something to confess but you have to promise not to get mad at me”

She crosses her arms and Yuta starts getting nervous rubbing the back of his head while he avoided her eyes at all cost.

“I can’t promise that”

He knew she was starting to get mad.

“I ate it”

“What do you mean you ate it? You knew I wanted to eat the last one tonight why would you eat it”

“I was hungry last night”

Her eyes widened, she couldn’t believe her boyfriend would do that with something that mattered so much to her.

She ran away and go inside of the car before Yuta could get near and she locked the doors, he started banging on the window and talking loud so she would hear him.

“Babe, please open the door before I freeze to death”

She started the car, Yuta started panicking.

“You should have thought about that before eating my last chocolate!”

She shouted at him.

“What can I do for you to let me in?”

“Go back to last night and don’t eat it”

“Babe, please stop being childish”

“Childish? You’re not a kid you could have controled you’re hunger with something else, don’t bother coming home tonight”

She started maneuvering to get off the parking lot, when she realized he was in front of her car, she immediately stopped moving.

“Run me over then, I’m not letting you leave”

Yuta put his hands on the hood of the car maybe expecting to get his hands to heat up a bit at least.

“MOVE”

“No!”

“I’m not letting you in”

“I’ll buy you more chocolates, please just let me in”

He was begging at this point, he was desperate and he could feel the temperature dropping outside while she was inside getting warmer by the second.

“Claudio bought them for me when he went to Switzerland! What are you going to do? Fly there?”

“I don’t know just let me in, my hands are cramping”

“No! Get out of my way”

“Wait, I’ll call him! Claudio? Is there any chance you bought more swiss chocolates that you casually might have at home? My girlfriend is trying to run me over because I ate the last one”

“You jumped in front of the car while I was leaving you, you liar!”

Yuta put the phone on speaker and showed you the screen while he walked towers your door, you rolled down the window.

“What’s up Claudio?”

She asked.

“Hey, I apologize in Yuta’s name, we clearly didn’t raise him to be this way…”

“HEY!”

“The point is, I have more chocolates at home so just drive here with the kid and I’ll give you a new box”

“Aww that you, you are truly the best! Yuta doesn’t deserve this kind of friend”

She said finally getting in a better mood.

“Maybe he doesn’t but unfortunately we love him so let him enter the car and come get your new box”

She unlocked the doors and Yuta ran to the other side of the car to get inside.

“I’m in, man thank you so much”

“No problem but don’t eat your girlfriends things you little bastard”

“I promise won’t”

After that he hanged up the phone, and there was silence for the next few minutes.

“I’m sorry baby, I really didn’t think it through, would you forgive me?”

“Thank you for apologizing, I forgive you, but you owe a lot to Claudio”

Yuta gently reached to take her hand and she accepted it, squeezing his hand lightly while she drove to Claudio’s house, he looked at her through his glasses and smiled sweetly at her, even if they fought he was really in love with her, he adored her and would do anything to keep her happy and by his side.

“I love you”

He said out of the blue, they had said it before but it took her by surprise, she felt warm inside.

“I love you too”

#wheeler yuta #12daysofchristmas #12 days of christmas #aew fanfiction #aew imagine #wheeler yuta fanfiction #wheeler yuta x reader #wheeler yuta imagine #wrestling imagine

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aalyssah · 1 year

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Flower Crown

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 636

Summary: You and Wheeler go outside and make Flower Crowns.

A/N: This is kinda cute. Hope You Enjoy!

It was another typical day at the arena with the BCC. Jon constantly talks about Adam Page, Bryan and Claudio arguing about who's winning in Monopoly, and Regal, attempting to make them calm down like a father. Meanwhile, you and Wheeler were on the couch, trying to watch a YouTube video.

Trying is the key word because you two couldn't even hear yourself think from how long the others were being. "I can't even hear the video!" Wheeler complained getting fed up and you were too. "Yeah, you wanna go outside?" He nodded his head and grabbed his jacket, helping you up before you two walked outside.

The sun was shining bright in the sky as a nice cool breeze came by and birds were chirping. You two picked out a good spot and laid his jacket on the floor before laying down. You looked up at the sky in silence, looking at the clouds.

“Y'know what this reminds me of?" You 'hummed' waiting for him to continue. "When I confessed my love for you." You smiled at the memory of the late night confession. "Yeah, and then Moxley was pissed at us because he was hungry." You both shared a laugh, loving that time.

You sat up and noticed beautiful flowers. "Oh, babe, you wanna make flower crowns?" Wheeler looked at you confused, not knowing how to make them. "I've never had them before." Your eyes lit up, at the fact you could teach him. "Great, I'll teach you!" You grabbed a couple of flowers and handed them to him.

“I used to make these all the time in 3rd grade and gave them to my friends.” You shifted in front of him, so he could see you movements. “Since we don’t have any scissors we’re just gonna braid them.” You placed a flower on top of another and wrapped the step around it.

You added more flowers to the collection, forgetting to help Wheeler. He tried to keep up with you, but you were going too fast. You looked at him and started laughing, seeing the flowers still laying on top of each other. “I’m sorry babe, I didn’t know you were stuck.” You took his and started braiding it.

He followed your lead, seeing it slowly come together. “I’m doing it!” He excitedly yelled, seeing it form a circle. “Yeah, and then when you're done, wrap the last flower stem around and tuck it in the crown. He did it and started jumping up and down.

“Look, I made a flower crown!” You smiled seeing him so happy at doing something that made you happy in your childhood. “Yes you did! It’s so pretty.” You complimented his crown, only for it to be put in your head. “A beautiful follower crown, for a beautiful lady.” You waved him off, blushing at his words. “Have mine.”

He bowed his head, letting you place the crown on his. “I love it, but should dry it out and keep it for memory, or give it to our future kids.” You like the idea of having kids with Wheeler, but you had a better idea. “Or, we could give it Jon?”

Wheeler thought for a moment. “You know what? Yeah, let’s go do that.” He helped you up and you both walked back in the locker room. The arguing didn’t stop, it only got louder. You snuck the flower crown in when and placed it in Jon’s head, making everything go silent. Loud laughs were heard as Claudio and Bryan started to laugh.

William tried to hide his laugh by covering his hand. “What’s, so funny?” Jon yelled, shaking his head until the crown fell off his head. “Why is there a flower crown on my head!?”

You and Wheeler snuck out just in time to laugh.

#wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta fluff #wheeler yuta imagine #wheeler yuta drabble #wheeler yuta smut #wheeler yuta x reader #wheeler yuta fanfiction #wheeler yuta fic #aew fluff #aew smut #wrestling smut

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 6 months

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I would love a BCC smut headcannon fic! I’ll leave it up to you! Not many people write about all of them. Thank you! 😊

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An: This started out as some form of head cannons and turned out to whatever this is. I honestly don't know what this is.

Blackpool Combat club X Fem reader

Main Masterlist

Word count: 835

Summary: When Regal betrayed the BCC they were in search of a new leader and somehow you fit the part. You should have read the fine print

When Regal turned on the BBC months ago I didn’t know what to expect. Sure we all knew it would happen at some point but did that point need to be right now? I had the pleasure of being ringside for the match against Mox and MJF, I saw firsthand the look of betrayal on Jon’s face once he realized what had happened.

The next few weeks were a bit of a daze, originally I was just being used as a distraction, as bait for this feud with Max. I honestly didn’t mind it, I still hated him for what happened during our days in the pinnacle so when Regal came to me with the idea I had to accept. Now that he’s gone the BCC needed a leader. I would assume the torch would be passed to Mox or Danielson but me? What did they see in me? Why did they want me to take over their sacred club?

Those next weeks as the new leader of the BCC went well, almost too well. We would travel and room together since that’s what factions do but I always felt like there was something else. The way the boys would exchange looks between the other hoping I didn’t realize but I always did. The way they would get jealous when other male talent approached me backstage. I almost felt like I was pray and they were predators waiting to find the right moment to attack.

Tonight I had a match on Dynamite against Hikaru Shida, of course the boys needed to be ringside for my match. When I arrived at the arena I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, almost like I did something wrong. Just then Shida came up to me.

“Hey Y/n!” Shida said, approaching me with a big smile

“Hi Shida, you ready for tonight?” I asked

“I’m ready to kick your ass” She said laughing “But I came to give you a bit of a heads up”

Heads up? Why would I need a heads up?

“I think your little club is mad at you?” Shida said to me before a “Good luck”, with that she left

I stood in the middle of the entrance frozen in fear. What did I do? Everyone knows not to piss off the blackpool combat club. Trying to prepare myself for the absolute worst I walked down a few halls until I made it to our private locker room. I knocked on the door, no response, so I knocked again, still nothing. I slowly opened the door and realized it was pitch black in the room, just then I felt someone grab my arm and pull me inside.

I tried to move, make a sound, but I couldn't. Whoever grabbed me had a tight grab on my wrists from behind with one hand, the other covering my mouth. Still I tried to escape but then I felt it and I realized exactly what was going on. I could feel the hard erection pressed against my ass. My body now was able to relax, just for a moment. Then that’s when I realized that it was Mox who held me, at least I thought it was, I was still in the dark.

Just then the mystery man let go of me and the bright lights turned on, revealing the entire blackpool combat club.

“Where were you yesterday?” Mox asked as he slowly approached me, now face to face

I didn’t know how to respond

“I’m asking you a question: doll face, where were you?” Mox asked again, voice louder this time

“Home?” was all I could manage to stay

“That’s just not good enough, you see we don’t appreciate you not joining us yesterday” Danielson said “The BCC we eat, we sleep, we train together. You know this. So why weren't you here yesterday?”

I didn’t know what to say, truthfully I wanted to travel to the show alone today. I was starting to grow a bit uncomfortable at times, I swear Yuta was watching me in the shower the other day.

“What’s the matter? Cat got ya tongue?” Mox said as he grabbed me once again, pressing my ass against the bulge in his jeans. “You feel that Y/n? This is what you do to me, I’m pretty sure you do this to all of us. I’m going to say this once baby so you better listen. You may be the leader of this club but I will tell you what to do. Part of your job Y/n, will be to help me out with this little problem I have here alright?”

Just then, Mox gave the others a nod to which Yuta, Claudio and Bryan left the room leaving me and Mox alone.

What have I gotten myself into?

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im-just-a-mississippi-girl · 2 years

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The Most Interesting Date

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x female!reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 1,562

Summary: When Wheeler Yuta finally asks you on a date, will it be everything you thought it would be or will unexpected guests ruin your date?

Warnings: Swearing, female reader but no description of reader, she/her pronouns

Tagging: @rubyred1980 & @sheinthatfandom

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Over the last few months, you and Wheeler Yuta had finally started talking after stealing glances from across the room at one another and quickly looking away, a blushing mess, when caught. The pining from afar slowly turned into little conversations in passing. “Great job out there!” and “I grabbed you a water. That match looked brutal.” were the transition sentences that finally led to a short conversation in catering before a Dynamite show went live.

You always thought Wheeler was cute, but when he left Best Friends, Orange Cassidy, and Kris Statlander to join the Blackpool Combat Club, you didn’t think he was cute anymore but hot. Something about him going all out and bleeding during matches, all the things he didn’t do before; he was more serious, but you could still see the glimmer of fun in his eyes.

After you two began talking, Yuta discovered he liked a lot about you; you were fun, kind but wasn’t afraid to fight, always supportive of him, especially when he made the jump to BCC. He always enjoyed coming through the tunnel seeing you waiting for him with a bottle of water and towel regardless of the outcome of his match.

A few weeks after Yuta joined BCC, the pair of you talked more, and you noticed the confidence he gained, before he was more reserved. As you talked, you found yourself liking him more and more, and he felt the same way which resulted in him asking you out to dinner one night after Dynamite.

You agreed to the date, blushing as you did; not failing to notice his slight blush as you agreed. You couldn’t believe this was happening, and neither could Wheeler. You spoke with a small group of your girlfriends about it, hoping they would be able to help you decide what to wear and how to do your makeup and hair. Even though it was going to be a simple dinner date and not a five star restaurant, you still wanted to look your best. The ladies agreed to help you get ready and immediately began excitedly discussing Wheeler and how cute you two would be together should things go good tonight.

Once Dynamite came to an end, you met up with your friends to all head to your hotel room to get ready. The girls had your clothes strewn everywhere. Athena was helping you with your hair, Kris Statlander was helping you with your makeup, and Willow Nightingale was teaming up with Ruby Soho to mix and match your clothes for a cute outfit. You laughed to yourself as the girls occupied themselves with their chosen tasks. You loved these ladies with your whole heart and knew they’d make you look great.

As time for the date grew nearer, your stylist team put on the finishing touches. Walking to the full-length mirror on the bathroom door, you stood in awe, taking in the magic they worked. Behind you, the girls were all huddled together, holding their breaths as you examined their handiwork. You turned around, huge smile on your face. “I love it! Thank you girls!” You exclaimed, rushing to them and gesturing for a group hug.

The knock at the door caused everyone to fall silent, glancing at your phone you saw the time — this is it. You opened the door and froze, seeing Wheeler standing there in a nice button up shirt and equally nice jeans. When your eyes met his, you couldn’t help but blush. He looked handsome, and you were sure how you would be able to form any sentences. “You look….” You trialed off, attempting to gather your thoughts. “Handsome.” You finished, blush still evident on your cheeks.

“You look stunning.” Yuta complimented, grinning with more confidence, the blush long gone from his cheeks. He couldn’t stop looking at you, even though he knew it was probably getting creepy.

The girls were watching from across the room, giddy at the stunned reactions the pair of you were having. They knew they should excuse themselves to let you two get on with your date, so they did just that despite wanting to whisper amongst one another about the cuteness in front of them.

Once the girls exited the room, Yuta stepped aside to let you out the door. The pair of you talked about Dynamite and a few other things on the way to the restaurant, and finally being shown to your table, Yuta, ever the gentleman, pulled your chair out for you. “What gentleman.” You playfully teased, casing a laugh to leave his lips. “This might be too soon to say, but I love seeing you smile.”

Yuta smiles, a light blush dusting his cheeks. “I don’t think it’s too soon. Honestly, you read my mind.” He would have said more, but the waitress arrived to take your orders. After the orders were placed and drinks were in hand, you and Wheeler fell into a fun conversation, sharing funny stories and your favorite childhood memories.

“What did you say? I can’t hear you!” A quiet shout rings out a few tables over, the voiced sounded unmistakably familiar. Surely it’s not who you think it is. “Hold on! Let me move somewhere else.” You and Yuta both look around the restaurant in search for the man who’s not just disrupting your date, but everyone else’s.

“You’ve got to me kidding me.” Yuta says in disbelief. No sooner than the words leave his mouth, you spot Jon Moxley as well, standing up with his phone in the air a couple tables over from the two of you.

“Should we go over there?” You ask, curious on why Mox is here alone…. or so you thought.

Yuta nods and the both of you get up from your table, making your way over to Mox who’s still quietly shouting into the phone, clearly bad connection between himself and whoever is on the other end of the call.

As you approach the table, you and Yuta notice Claudio Castagnoli and Bryan Danielson trying to keep their cover and whisper yell at Mox to shut up and sit down. “You three on a date or something?” You tease, suppressing a giggle and Yuta stifles a laugh as well.

All three men’s heads whip around to see you and Wheeler standing there with amused looks on your faces. “Damn it, Jon! We told you to be quiet!” Bryan shouts as Claudio rolls his eyes.

“Who’s idea was this?” Yuta questions his teammates.

Bryan and Claudio immediately point to Moxley. “He drug us along. Said we should make sure the kid’s date passes the test. Whatever that means.” Claudio shrugs while Bryan nods in agreement.

Jon doesn’t confirm nor deny the claims, instead he pats Yuta on the back. “She’s a keeper. Just don’t fuck it up.” He states.

“Now that you blew our cover, let’s go. Leave the lovebirds to their date.” Bryan reasons. “You said she passed whatever ‘test’ you had.” He emphasizes test with air quotes, know that Moxley didn't have a real test for you but just wanted to spy on the two of you.

Begrudgingly, Mox agrees and the trio leave while you and Wheeler head back to your table to finish your dinner.

Once the dinner is done and you leave the restaurant, Wheeler suggests a walk in the nearby park to which you excitedly agree. You loved the park, even at night. It was more peaceful at night, you could see the stars on good nights. You were in luck because this is one of those good nights.

Arriving at the park, you and Yuta begin your peaceful walk, chatting and telling jokes along the way. As you both make your way around the park, your hands occasionally brush against one another making you blush. You want to hold his hand but don’t want to get ahead of yourself in case that’s not what Wheeler wants, but your worry disappears soon.

“Can I hold your hand?” Wheeler asks a little nervous.

“It’s like you read my mind.” You laugh causing him to laugh as well, nerves vanished.

He gently intertwines your fingers with his, a smile on both your faces. You continue to walk hand in hand, admiring the peace and quiet, hands lightly swinging between the two of you. “Thank you for tonight. I’ve had fun despite the unexpected guests.” You admit, turning your head to face him. He looks at you, smile wide and a cheerful look in his eyes.

“I’m glad. I did too and I swear I had no idea they were following us.” He promises.

A rustling sound in a nearby bush catches your attention followed by a string of swears. “I guess they’re still spying on us.” You laugh tugging Yuta over to the bush and parting some branches, revealing Jon but this time he didn’t have Bryan and Claudio with him, but none other than Eddie Kingston.

You and Wheeler share a laugh once more and leave the two men, looking like deer caught in the headlights. “I gotta say, this is the most fun and interesting first date I’ve ever been on.” You state as you hear Eddie and Jon bickering like an old married couple and following you and Yuta back to the hotel, not bothering to try to be sneaky anymore.

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VICIOUS (The Series)

Pairing: Female and male OC (Male OC was my husband's idea) x AEW Superstars

Warning: strong language, may contain sex.

Audience: 18+ [minors do not interact]

I don't own any gifs, photos or brands posted here. This is just a fanfiction! Don't like it? Go away and don't read it. That's it.

The point where getting married became their goal achieved. Jay and Audrey Nolan, a couple of future wrestling superstars. Audrey completed a year of college before starting all of this. But she, in addition to wanting to be her husband's manager, she wants to do the same as her favorite wrestler Chyna, fight against men.

The two of them wanted to spend their first years in AEW, and then go to another company. Their plans were already made.

"Well baby.." Jay showed the contract. "Tony wants us to read the instructions before signing."

"The only thing I hope is that they put me in several natches and don't leave me forgotten like multiple superstars."

"My love, they're not going to leave you forgotten."

"Baby, they told me they're going to put me in the men's division..."

"As my manager."

"Yeah...."

Jay looked at her. "Are you OK?"

"Yes of course."

"Okay, that's all I need."

They both agreed to sign. And since then, both dream had begun.

A LOT OF TIME LATER...

The Nolan couple arrived at AEW, trained as they were supposed to and with the figure they both wanted. Audrey felt bad because she missed her husband's belly, but at the same time she understood that it was for his good. When they entered, a woman was there to serve them.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Nolan." She greets. "My name is Scarlett Adams and I'm going to give you a tour and show you her dressing room. I did it exclusively for you. Don't tell anyone."

"Good." The two affirmed and participated in the tour. Everything seemed fine, well, except for Claudio Castagnoli, who looked at them with pure detestation.

"Whoa, whoa... here's the mister... manager and his other musketeers."

"Hey..." Jay interrupted. "Who do you think you're talking to?"

"To your wife, who looks like a male with those exaggerated muscles."

Scarlett rolled her eyes. "Claudio, you're lucky Moxley isn't here to calm you down with a damn fist."

Audrey crossed her arms. "Be very careful what you say, Suiza milk. Because you're not going to finish this..."

"Hey..." Jay looked at her and approached her. "Don't you remember the phrase you used to make fun of the Swiss people?"

"Yes... only my brother and I understand each other with that brand of milk..."

Claudio raised an eyebrow. "What kind of milk?"

Audrey laughed. "What milk? Well, the Suiza."

She laughed, realizing that Scarlett got the joke too.

"I don't know what's wrong with Swiss milk." Claudio growled.

"Hey Clau.." Scarlett raised her hand, laughing. "Won't you have juice too?"

The two laughed, making Jay laugh too.

"You know what? You're going to pay for it. Neither your husband nor your little friend are going to defend you." Claudio left furious. Jay barked like a dog as he passed, and there they continued their journey. The three of them arrived at the locker, everything organized for their comfort.

Scarlett crossed her arms and smiled. "I hope you like it, the staff and I left it clean for you. If you have anything, let me know and look for me."

"Clear." Jay and Audrey responded, entering the locker.

"Well.." Audrey took a small breath. "Our dreams have already begun to come true."

"Exactly, but no matter what happens, I will be with you." Jay smiled and kissed his wife. "Now go and take a walk, I'll be training here."

"Hey, but what if Claudio shows up and attacks me?"

"You do the same, love. Remember that you didn't get into the male roaster for nothing."

She went for a walk, looking out to each side to check if Claudio was not in any corner. She felt scared, but at the same time she saw that he was there, trying to intimidate Eddie Kingston and saying things to him, she looked out a little, checking what was happening. But, almost after a fight, Audrey intervened, holding off the Swiss's fist.

"Why don't you pick on someone your size?"

He stuck out his arm, leaving with his club.

"That's right big guy, get out where I can't see you."

Eddie took a breath, looking at Audrey and not believing that she defended him herself.

"Hey.. Audrey, right?"

"Yes..." She smiled. "By the way, you don't have to thank me for anything, he already owed me one."

"Right now, I wanted to fight that guy. I'm sick of him and being thought to intimidate me just because he's with Moxley."

"Me too... that fucker called me a male just because I got the figure I have. Besides, I've always wanted that, I don't know why he makes so much drama about it."

"What's wrong with your figure? You look pretty good."

"I know, right?" We both laugh.

"Hey...Audrey..." Eddie spoke once more. "Don't you mind if we're friends? I mean, nothing more than that."

"Exactly, nothing more than that. I'm recently married and I don't want to have problems with Jay. It won't be your fault, eh?"

"Well, thanks again for the help."

"You're welcome. Besides, I'm doing it for... my heroes..." She gave a sigh. "Well, I'm leaving. We'll talk later."

"Have a nice night."

TO BE CONTINUED....

Pos Data: Definition of LECHE SUIZA

Part two coming soon.

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daddyhausen · 7 months

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• kinktober day one : innocence kink — blackpool combat club { jon moxley, wheeler yuta, claudio castagnoli } •

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{ summary } — they’ve been teasing and tormenting you for months, now upon the discovery that you were a virgin, they make it their mission to claim you

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, cnc, hatefuck, group sex, innocence kink, innocent!reader, virgin!reader, praise, double penetration, oral sex { male receiving }, throat fucking, throatpie, spanking, tit slapping, pussy slapping, degradation, sexual humiliation, filming, blackmail, anal sex, rough sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, squirting, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, anal creampie

{ word count } — 2.9k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x jon moxley + wheeler yuta + claudio castagnoli

{ genre } — smut

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their fingers clawing, kneading at your flesh. no matter how hard you tried to swat their hands away

they kept tugging, toying, with your clothing

teasing as they would pry upward small pieces of fabric, exposing little canvases of your bare flesh

ready for them to paint with their desire

jon stood before you, keeping your body firm against the concrete wall of his basement

the room had been converted into some sort of training room

a basic, dreary one at that

a single mat in the centre of the room, maybe about two or so inches thick

definitely not enough to support the weight of a body slammed into it at full force

there was barely any light, only a small lantern dangling above your head from a short chain

his figure flickering in and out of the darkness with a grimey yellow hue.

yuta stood to your left, head buried into the crook of your neck, nipping the top of your shoulder with some force

enough to make you whine when he bit down especially hard

his lanky fingers locked into the belt loops of your jeans, tugging impatiently, with the absence of a belt

revealing the axis of your hip, growling into your skin upon noticing the exposed flesh.

claudio stood to your right, not as close as yuta, but close enough to keep you on edge

his large palm slid under your shirt, groping your breasts, interchanging between the two with just one hand

your whimper only fueled their desire, fueling their lust to corrupt you

jon leaned in, his tongue barely ghosting your lips as he wet his own

his breath had the faintest scent of menthol, evident by the cigarette he’d been smoking a mere half an hour before

“a little birdy told us that you were still a virgin” jon smirked nipping your notting lip quickly despite your resistance

“is that right, doll?”

you could feel yuta grin into your neck, just at the mere thought of being the one to corrupt you first sent pulses of arousal to his cock

he bit down slightly harder than previously, a sharp sting ran through your shoulder

his spit leaking down your skin as you groaned through your next words

“that’s none of your damn business-“ your attempt at being intimidating was weak, pathetic, laced with fear

claudio’s fingers traced over your perky nipples, pinching the left one

a small squeak of pain left your lips, effectively making the three of them grow in their shorts

“a fiery little thing isn’t she?” jon mentioned to the other two, yuta pulled away from your skin to nod in agreement

claudio reciprocated the same nod

“we’ll have fun with this one” jon stuck his hand down the front of your jeans unannounced upon finishing his sentence

despite your protests, attempts to kick them away but their strength proved too much

jon’s fingers, danced against your clit, gathering the wetness in the pads of his fingertips

the three of them smirked, watching the heat rise to your cheeks in an unnatural shade of red

“so the rumours are true, huh?” claudio chimed in, thick accent ringing in your ears, with a deep, sinful bass

“you’ve never been touched, toyed with until you’re begging for release” he added, his words dancing across your earlobe with faint breaths

“i bet she’s never even fucked herself” yuta remarked, his teeth now leaving an imprint in your skin, a bruise soon to follow in splotches of red and purple, you were surprised that he didn’t draw blood

“oh angel, it’s true? my my you really are innocent” yuta’s tongue trailed up against the side of your neck until he reached your earlobe, nipping lightly at the flesh.

jon’s fingers dipped past your folds, feeling how tight your walls clenched around him

“god she’s fucking soaked…” jon announced to his brethren who where quick to anoint their fingers with the scent of you

feeling a combination of all their fingers spreading your folds, dipping into your warmth and teasing your clit

it was all too much for your mind to take in

“fuck, you’re right” claudio was the first to pry his fingers from between your thighs

bringing his large digits to your lips, allowing you to sample your sweetness,

the taste foreign on your tongue

it left you with an incredibly vulgar, almost nauseating pit in your stomach

this was wrong on so many levels, but you could not bring your lips to pry away from his fingers until he moved them,

a subtle pop following after he’d removed them

yuta offered you no such decency

savouring your warmth for himself, not hesitating to lick his fingers clean

shuddering with arousal at your taste

jon was last, quickly prying his fingers from your panties

without any chance for you to react, he smeared your sweetness across your lips before kissing you harshly

he pulled away breathlessly, taking a second to admire your flustered form

“strip her. then bring her to the mat”

jon instructed, stripping himself as he made his way to the centre of the room, haphazardly throwing his clothes to the edge of the mat

you could not help but stare at his length. how hard he was, how his tip leaked with precum and twitched with arousal.

you felt claudio’s fingers pull at the hem of your shirt, attempting to pry it over your head

“don’t fear, little one. we’ll take good care of you”

his words were accentuated with a smug smirk, your body paralyzed, unable to fight them off no matter how hard your mind attempted

yuta tugged your jeans down with haste, far more impatient than jon or claudio had been

the youngest of the three noticing the wet spot in your panties

how your sweetness pooled onto the fabric as he pried them down your legs

“god, i can’t wait-“ yuta grew feverish, his hands groping your now naked frame.

“hold it.” jon demanded “don’t want to scare her off”

jon pondered for a moment, smoothing down his beard

“bring her to me”

claudio and yuta hooked their arms under yours, practically dragging you towards jon.

yuta’s hand fell to your shoulder, pushing you down to your knees before jon while claudio stripped himself

you winced as your knees came in contact with the mat

still feeling the concrete beneath it

“open her mouth” jon continued to bark instructions though a relaxed monotone.

claudio cupped your face, having replaced yuta’s hands as the youngest of the trio rid himself of his clothing.

jon lazily began to stroke his cock, bead of precum leaking from his tip

you made eye-contact with it, unintentionally, quickly peering down at the mat

avoiding his gaze all together, in your peripherals, you could have sworn you saw a smirk cross jon’s lips

claudio’s fingers fell to your jaw, prying your mouth open

noticing, despite your previous attempts at restraint

were now rather accepting of the fact that they were going to use you

and rather eager at the fact.

jon’s tip traced soft lines against your bottom lip, pushing against the flat of your tongue, holding himself there for a moment, getting used the the feeling of your warm, wet mouth before allowing himself to fully succumb to the sensation

yuta had joined you on his knees, his fingers returning to their position between your thighs

tracing delicate shapes into your aching clit, his cock prodding at your hip, swollen and leaking with warmth.

claudio had taken his position behind you

both large palms now fully cupping your breasts

groping and squeezing the supple flesh

his own size, much larger than yuta or even jon, pressed firmly against the small of your back

jon remained stoic, silent. it was as arousing as it was frightening

you could not plan for his next move, unsure of what exactly he had in store for you

anxiety rose in your chest, feeling like a stone being pressed against your lungs

“so fucking wet…” yuta mumbled under his breath. “i’ll have you gushing like a fountain in no time, angel”

you whimpered at the sensation, trying to instinctively close your legs but claudio was quick

grabbing your right thigh, he held them open,

allowing you to feel the full range of yuta’s fingers

jon soon snapped his hips forward, his entire length filling your throat

the sensation made your eyes widen in shock, throat forcefully closed and clenched around his size

making you gag and sputter, gasping for breath around the appendage

but jon would not relent, keeping himself firmly buried in your throat, ordering the others with their next movements

“get underneath her” he ordered yuta. the youngest obliging in quick time

prying his fingers from your warmth, licking them clean as he had done previously,

claudio lifted your hips with ease, allowing yuta to make his way beneath you.

his cock teasing your entrance, tip gliding across you clit, smearing your wetness across your slick folds

if jon’s cock wasn’t stuffed down your throat you might have been able to voice your pleasure

“oh fuck-“ yuta slipped inside of you with ease, holding you down on his cock, already beginning to feel the gentle pulses of your cunt.

“claudio-“ jon spoke up. the swiss man gazed at his brother in arms with an attentive stare

“you know what to do”

claudio only nodded with a sickening smirk

it was only then did jon release himself from your throat to readjust himself, even only for a moment, you were grateful that he allowed you to regain your breath

“relax, little one” claudio’s voice flooded your ears with odd reassurance. “you’re so tense”

claudio’s hands smoothed down your shoulders, down the midline and small of your back

“relax for us. we won’t hurt you”

you couldn’t help but take his words as some form of mockery

“all you gotta do is obey us”

yuta added, having a particularly rough thrust, one that left your mind reeling

“fuck you” you spat, an ironic choice of words given your predictiment

yuta only chuckled, hand reaching up to slap your breast, causing another wince on your part

jon had stepped away for the moment, fishing around in his duffel bag for something unknown

your mouth free to shout all the obscenities and expletives their way.

claudio remained silent behind you, still tenderly smoothing shape into your flesh

although the feeling felt more predatory than it did comforting

jon returned phone in hand, the camera already set to record

he poised it on you, making sure your face was fully in frame

“now dollface…” he began, claudio’s cock now prodding against your ass, slick and wet as he had just lubed it up with his own spit

“you better behave and do everything we tell you to” your blood ran cold at the thought as jon forced you to meet the camera’s gaze, tilting your chin up to look at him through the lens

“don’t want this indie film going mainstream now do we?”

you shook your head no, in response, agreeing with him. lord only knows what would become of your life and career if this were to ever get out.

yuta began to move under you, impatient and eager to get himself off, soft grunts left the youngest’s lips as he filled you to the brim with his length.

jon had re-entered your mouth, this time with a much more intense, brute force than before,

feeling the burn and sting of his cock hitting the back of your throat.

claudio gathered the spit that dropped from the corners of your lips, re-lathering his cock before pushing into your tight, untouched hole

“so tight for me, little one”

he held a tight grip on your hair, pushing your head down onto jon’s cock

you hollowed your cheeks for added effect, peering up from behind his phone to notice jon’s head thrown back in pleasure

his phone fixated on your features, making sure to capture each intimate moment

yuta, from beneath you, groped your breasts, squeezing the pillowy mounds of flesh in his palms

the calloused pads of this thumbs tracing over your hard nipples, still swollen slightly from claudio pinching them beforehand

“ain’t no way she was a virgin before this, this cunt feels too good to be left untouched”

yuta monologued through breathless pants, increasing the force of his thrusts

jon gave a small exhale in response, zooming in on the site of yuta’s cock slamming deep into your cunt.

the three of them adored the way you gripped his size, clenching and squeezing around him before releasing unexpectedly

your thighs shuddered, crying and sputtering around jon’s cock

sweetness coating yuta’s stomach as you came down from your high.

“oh little one, you came so quickly, we’ve barely started with you” claudio mocked, tugging your hair roughly, jon’s cock slipping out of your mouth, allowing you air for the moment

slapping the tip of his cock on the flat of your tongue

jon slapped your cheek, sending your mind reeling with pleasure, a thrum of arousal made your cunt clench around yuta’s size.

the youngest of the three still on a high from the reaction of your orgasm, holding your hips down so you had little room to move.

“we’re not done with you yet, dollface.” jon handed his phone to claudio, who promptly began filming you from behind

“you ain’t leaving until we’re satisfied”

you gulped thickly, feeling the three of them close in on you.

claudio started moving again with a particularly rough thrust

his tongue drawing circles against the carotid artery in your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin

jon entered your mouth once more, making sure to fill your throat fully

pressing his cock down your throat until your nose was nestled in the scraggly mound of pubic hair

adoring the choked gulps and gags that tried to escape from your throat

claudio kept the camera poised on your ass

so intricately filling the way he slipped in and out of your tight hole with ease.

“so good for us little one” he murmured against your skin

poor yuta was on the brink of release, the sheer grip of your cunt about to send him over the edge

“fuck, i’m so fucking close…” he grunted, the veins in his throat becoming present.

“gonna fill this pretty little pussy up. you’d like that wouldn’t you, angel? you wanna be left dripping with my cum?”

“our cum…” jon corrected, hinting at the definite conclusion to this scenario

you could not help but nod in response, frantic gasps and moans left your throat whenever jon would pull back

“look at her, she’s practially begging for it” claudio chimed in

now handing the phone to yuta, ready to film his cum dripping from within you

“oh shit-“ yuta grunted, warm threads of his seed filling you to the brim as he fucked you with full force

capturing the way his cum seeped from your void around his cock

your eyes rolled into the back of your skull, clearly enjoying this foreign feeling

completely unaware of your second orgasm rushing through you.

“good whore…” jon praised you, pushing your shoulders down so that yuta’s cock was nestled deeply in your cunt

you effectively cockwarming the youngest

claudio remained silent as yuta continued to film

the swissman’s length pushing deep into your tight hole, groping and squeezing your breasts as he came, remaining to stay inside you, just like yuta until he fully emptied himself

jon on the other hand, was frantic in his movements, holding fistfuls of your hair as he fucked your throat

“god, i’m gonna make a mess of you, doll” his groans reverberated against the concrete walls of his basement

quickly retrieving his phone from yuta, whose stomach was drenched in your spit and cum

jon continued to film through his orgasm, pumping his seed down your throat as you choked and sputtered around his length

quickly pulling out of you to drench your face in the last few spurts of his cum.

yuta and claudio pulled out of you breathlessly

a sigh of content and relief on your part, body exhausted and overwhelmed from their work

your knees were weak as claudio helped you to stand, a single hand wrapped around your waist while yuta took your wrists

“enjoy yourself, angel?” yuta mentioned after a moment of silence

your throat still raw and red from jon’s abuse, you could only muster a small nod, to which yuta responded with a chaste kiss to your lips

claudio followed suit, his kiss lingering just a second more.

you turned your attention to jon, placing his phone back into his bag

“y-you’re not gonna do anything with that…are you?” you mentioned to the recording, feeling a song of anxiety in your stomach

“oh god no, doll” he reiterated, eyes widening slightly. “that was just to scare ya a bit, trust me it’s for our eyes only”

jon pet your head, almost mockingly. but there was a genuine playfulness behind it

“why don’t we get you cleaned up, little one?” claudio suggested, his chin resting atop your shoulder, you gave another nod as yuta went to retrive your clothes

“hey jon?” you questioned, his eyes popping up to greet yours

“could you send me that video?”

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1 Night of Peace (18+)

Wheeler Yuta x f/Reader x Hook

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Hook Masterlist ♡ Wheeler Yuta Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Smut under the cut. Descriptive sexual acts. Unprotected sex. 3sum. Oral (m & f receiving)

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @shawtys-things

Requested by @legit9thlunaticwarrior a while ago. Sorry it has taken so long.

Paul - Wheeler Yuta ◆ Tyler - Hook

YN'S POV

"Come on, you can take it all. Be a good girl for us." Paul groaned from behind me as he pushed my head further down Tyler's cock, forcing more and more of his cock down my throat.

Paul's other hand was gripping my hip so tight as he fucked me as hard as he could. His powerful thrusts were forcing more and more of Tyler's cock down my throat until my face was pressed into his pubic hair.

I thought back to how I got here, with my pussy and mouth both stuffed, with these two men who despise each other.

I found the two of them arguing in the elevator, the three of us on the same floor. "Oh my, will you two shut up. I am sick of this." I said to them as I stood between the two of them.

"Mind your business, YN." They both said.

"No, I am sick of this. We all are. Just one night, just one night of fucking peace."

They both scoffed at me, but then an idea hit me. "I know how to get one night of peace."

"How?" Paul asked me.

"Oh shit. Knew you would be a great fuck." Paul moaned. "You gotta feel her mouth. Feels like heaven." Tyler groaned as he fucked my face.

"I bet she can take both of us in her pussy, couldn't you sweetheart?" My pussy clenched around Paul's cock, and I moaned around Tyler's cock.

"She likes that idea." Tyler said, as he pulled his cock out of my mouth, leaning down, placing his hand under my chin and leaning down to look me in eyes.

The only rule I placed was no kissing, which I deeply regret as I wanted nothing more than to kiss these two men.

"You want two cocks stuffed in your tight little pussy, baby?" I nodded my head, wanting nothing more.

Paul pulled out of me, making me whine at the loss. Paul laid on the bed and pulled me into his lap, sitting me on his cock.

Tyler got behind me and pushed me to lay across Paul's chest. "Relax." Paul said as Tyler started to push his cock in my pussy, making me cry out.

Tyler rubbed my back as he finally bottomed out, his and Paul's cocks stretched me out to my limits.

"You can move." I finally said.

The both of them started to move, gently. Watching me and my body language to see if I was in any pain.

"Faster." The words barely left my lips and the two of them were fucking me with all their worth.

The two of them quickly brought me to my first orgasm, and second and third. By the fourth one, I was gone. I was to fucking cock drunk. I was practically drooling on Paul's chest.

"Fuck, gonna cum." Tyler groaned. His hips stuttering.

"Shit, me too." Paul cried out.

They finished right after one another. I don't even know who came first as they both filled me.

I got the one night of peace.

They can't argue if they are busy fucking me. I may just offer my services to keep them from getting at each other throats.

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thenerdybaker523 · 1 year

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12 Days of Christmas: December 19

@12daysofchristmas @zsjaywhite

Title: Christmas Cookies

Theme: December 19 (Cookies/Gingerbread/Sweets)

Fandom/Character: Wheeler Yuta

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 1021

❄ I don’t own any of the GIFs or Photos in this.

❄ Paul~Wheeler ❄ Laura~The Bunny ❄ Jesse~The Blade ❄ Andrew~The Butcher ❄Miguel~Ortiz ❄

Sarah’s POV:

Walking around the backstage area of where Dynamite was taking place, I couldn’t help but be annoyed. I had been wandering around trying to find where my big brother was, but nobody could really seem to tell me where he was or they’d flat out ignore me. All the while my arms were full of boxes of cookies for several people. I had managed to run into Laura and Jesse, giving them their cookies, which I had made especially for them. Laura started tearing up when she found out they were vegan that she shoved the cookies in Jesse’s hands and gave me a hug, being careful of the other boxes of cookies I was holding. When she pulled away, she grabbed a cookie from the box and turned to leave, but before they left I handed Jesse’s Andrew’s box of cookies. He thanked me and followed Laura down the hallway and I continued my search for Eddie.

I had run into a couple of wrestlers who I had gotten close to since Eddie joined AEW and gave them their boxes of treats, which everyone was grateful for. When I spotted Miguel and Bryce, I went over and handed them their boxes, which Miguel immediately opened and grabbed a cookie.

“Have either one of you seen Eddie? No one can seem to tell me where he is.” I asked them.

“I just saw him a few minutes ago heading to catering with Jon.” Bryce told me.

“Hey Paul, come help Sarah get to Eddie.” Miguel hollered at him.

I couldn’t help but start to blush a little as Paul came over. What nobody knew was I had a crush on him. Paul took most of the boxes from me and led me to where catering was. What we hadn’t noticed was Miguel and Bryce sharing a smirk. As we walked, we talked about random things. I couldn’t help but smile looking up at him. Before long we were at catering, and I finally spotted Eddie talking with Jon, Renee, and Nora at one of the tables.

“Hey Eddie, I found something that belongs to you.” Paul called over to Eddie.

Eddie looked up and smiled when he spotted me. When he saw the boxes Paul and I were carrying, his and Jon’s faces lit up knowing exactly what was in them. Both of them immediately got out of their seats and grabbed their boxes before Paul and I were even at the table.

“Sorry about missing your birthdays. I made a little extra for each of you.” I told Eddie and Jon. After Paul and I sat the last few boxes on the table, I grabbed the one for Renee and handed it to her, then I grabbed the special small box and kneeled in front of Nora. “And little miss Nora gets her own box of treats.” She looked up at me and smiled, I handed Renee the box for her and she got a cookie out for Nora.

As they were talking, I delivered the rest of the boxes except one that I had decorated specially for Paul. I nervously walked back over to Eddie, Jon, Renee, Paul, and Nora. I was getting ready to say something to Paul when Renee spoke up.

“Jon, Eddie, I need your guys help getting something from the rental.” Before either of them could say anything, she picked up Nora then handed her to Jon and pulled them out of catering. Before she was completely out she looked over her shoulder and gave me an encouraging smile. Apparently I wasn’t as secretive about my crush.

Looking at Paul, I took a deep breath and handed him his box. “I hope you didn’t think I had forgotten about you.”

“I was starting to.” He told me as he opened the box to look at all the cookies and grabbed one of the cookies out. We sat talking until he had to go get ready for the show. As we were walking to the backstage exit so I could go to my seat, he pulled me into an empty hallway. I could tell he was nervous, so I smiled up at him and put a comforting hand on his arm.

He looked down at me and smiled at me nervously, “I was wondering if you maybe would like to go out to dinner tonight after the show? Just the two of us, if you want.”

I was in utter shock. I couldn’t believe that Paul was asking me out. Seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, he started to ramble. Before he could get too far into his rambling, I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek.

“Of course I would. That sounds absolutely perfect.” Before I could say anything else, we heard someone say “Finally.” Looking over to the entrance of the hallway we found Eddie, Jon, Renee, Nora, and Miguel.

“You finally grew the balls to ask my sister out. Thank God cause the looks you guys would send each other when Sarah was here was starting to get annoying. Just know if you hurt her, nobody will find your body.” Eddie said, then proceeded to get smacked on the back of the head by Renee. She pushed them in the opposite direction and left us alone again.

“I’ll let you get going so you can get ready for tonight. I’ll see you after Dynamite is over.” I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek again. As I was getting ready to walk away, Paul spun me around and kissed me lightly on the lips.

“I’ll see you after.” He smiled down at me before he walked off to the locker room. I stood there for a couple of seconds in shock before going to find my seat in the front row. When Jon, Claudio, and Paul came out, Paul spotted where I was at and winked at me. For the rest of Dynamite, I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. Who knew bringing in cookies would lead to me getting asked out by the person that I liked.

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