#wheeler yuta imagine

[thesupreme316]

Heyyyyy I just came up with this but headcanons with the boys if their so is in college and has a bunch of missing work how and how they would deal with it (not like this is related to me rn totally DONT have have 20+ missing assignments that r do Thursday😮‍💨) if not that’s fine I just needing something to do so I felt like I was being productive cuz I don’t feel like doing work in my week off. Thought I’d submit ideas for writers so I’d be doing smt!

AEW STARS React to: Their S/O In College (and Taking Finals)

Pairings: Nick Wayne x Reader, Darius Martin x Reader, Hook x Reader, Dante Martin x Reader, Christian Cage x Reader, MJF x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader, Wheeler Yuta x Reader

Word Count: 1.2K

Supreme Speaks: hey yall, finals kicked my butt, but we back and packed up in here! to this lovely anon, i hope you got everything done and passed with flying colors (ik i struggled). but anyways, please remember that you are loved and appreciated, and also that you are more than a gpa.

Warnings: none i think, grammarly wasn't working so barely proofread, no gifs as tumblr don't wanna work rn

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

i totally forgot to add my beautiful besties my bad

Nick Wayne

Hahaha He is the last person you should be going to for help

If anything, Nick believes that you should just leave it alone and just be in candy land with him

But he knows how hard it is for you and how important it is

So he’ll try his best to help you actually do the assignments

Like you two split up how much work you have and he does half the assignment

I think he would find it fun; pulling all nighters in the library and doing work with their S/O until like 4 am

Every night would be a new adventure

Would let you review the work before you submit it

But anything science-related

Don’t ask him shit

I see him as more of a math person

Darius Martin

I see Darius definitely as a liberal arts or literature person

Like he can edit your papers (he’s your personal chat gpt)

I think Darius would help you by creating a schedule

Like when you need to get stuff done by

BUT

He takes it a step further by allocating time limits for each assignment

Like you can only work on assignment 1 for an hour and 30 minutes each day

Something tells me he is particular with schedules

Darius will keep you on track as if he’s getting paid for it

“Y/N, your break ended 3 minutes ago. LETS GO”

Will definitely help you with researching topics cause that takes a while

Don’t ask him shit about math

Dante Martin

Doesn’t particularly understand what you are going through

But nonetheless he hates that he doesn’t see you as much anymore

I can see him just giving you gifts and words of encouragement

Will tutor you if you need help…but realize that this is not high school science

“You mean there is more than Chemistry I? CHEMISTRY VI? ORGANIC-“

He soon gives up

Stays up with you and drags you away from work if needed

IMAGINE DANTE SAYING “COME TO BED BABY” OMG MY HEART

Will help you with assignments like Nick

Will reward you for all your hard work (wink wink)

Tries to distract you and give you moments for fun/relaxation

After the dust is settled, he’s just happy that you are out of the shackles of academia and you two can hang out stress-free

Hook

MANS IS NOT BOTHERED WITH YOUR BULLSHIT

Has the constant “I told you to start on these assignments earlier” look on his face

If anything he will just supply you with food, energy drinks, and emotional support

But if you thing this man will give you any type of physical help

YOU ARE LYIN TO YOURSELF SWEETHEART

Will secretly complain about your lack of self care or wishing he could actually help in Italian

Fancanon: Hook can speak Italian

If he thinks you have been working too much

He will save your work and shut your laptop down

Will make sure you did everything on your checklist before turning the assignments in

If you need him to print stuff off, just ask, he’ll do it

Unless it’s 1 am…then he’s telling you to take your ass to sleep

Wheeler Yuta

Okay, this man can actually help you

WITH HIS CUTE ASS GLASSES

He truly understands what you are going through as he used to be in your shoes

Mans will tutor you until you are smarter than him

Loves helping you with history and shit

“No the War of 1812 didn’t happen in 1937”

Gives you helpful study and test-taking tips

Tries to make you drink healthy caffeinated drinks not Monsters or Red Bulls

Believes they are the devil and will slap them out of your hands

“What did I say? Red Bull gives you horns, not wings…no not horns for being horny”

Will give you little trinkets or treat you out to dinner when you complete your assignments/exams

He just wants you to remain healthy during this stressful time

Christian Cage

I feel like if anything Christian is a professor…with the way he be schooling those-

He’s probably very knowledge in various subjects

He just does them the old-fashioned way

“What the hell is this?…Whatcha mean this is the new way?”

But if anything he’ll adapt to it, just trying to help you

I HAVE A THEORY that he’ll stay up reading the next chapter or the directions for your next assignment and tries to figure out ways to make the process easier

So the next day you walk out to the table and you see the parts of your project laid out and labeled

“I know it’s a lot but we break it up like this, you should be able to complete by tomorrow”

Christian takes pictures of you two so he can look back and bring up times like the Vietnam war

Makes you take breaks, in which he’ll work in your place

When you get your grade back, it’s yalls grade

not yours

MJF

Straight up pays for a tutor/homework helper

But stays in the room and yells at them cause you are still confused and behind

I mean this in the nicest way

Max is no damn help

He is laughing at you while he’s putting on his scarf

“Imagine doing homework to get a little paper for a job! That’s what you get for not being born rich”

Will post you on instagram and claim that homework and exams are to test idiots

But will quickly change his tune when you place a physics worksheet in front of him

“WHY IS THE GREEK ALPHABET HERE?”

Issues you a public apology and vows to never make fun of you again

If anything MJF supplies you with emotional support, letting you know that your feelings are valid

Will buy you new shoes or something massive for surviving and passing everything

Eddie Kingston

Now when I say don’t ask him anything

DON’T ASK HIM ANYTHING! HE’LL JUST SAY

“Doll, imma be real, I have a GED. I dunno shit”

He can only laugh from afar and say “glad I don’t have to do that shit”

But if you ask him anything about English or Shakespeare, he got you

Will recite random Shakespeare quotes to provide entertainment

I think he proofreads your papers to ensure they make sense

I do think he can help with researching and giving you credible websites

Other than that, his designated role is paper weight or waterboy

He believes your every word when you groan about school

That’s all he can do but you don’t complain about it

After he loves you and you love him

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew imagine #all elite wrestling imagines #aew hook #aew hook imagine #aew hook x reader #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta imagine #wheeler yuta x reader #aew darius martin #darius martin x reader #darius martin imagine #dante martin #dante martin imagine #dante martin x reader #eddie kingston aew #eddie kingston imagine #eddie kingston x reader #aew nick wayne #nick wayne x reader #nick wayne imagine #christian cage #christian cage imagine #christian cage x reader #aew mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #mjf x reader #mjf imagine

[plentyoffandoms]

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.

Tag list: @lghockey @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla

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[daddyhausen]

• violence. — wheeler yuta •

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{ masterlist } | { aew masterlist } | { wheeler yuta masterlist }

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{ summary } — despite a win, fury flooded through him, he needed to let that violence out one way or another

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, small injury spitting, domination, submissive x dominant dynamic, angry sex, face slapping, blood/blood play impact play, choking, breath play finger sucking, degradation, fingering dacryphilia, face fucking, oral sex { male receiving }, facials, cumshots, spanking, pussy slapping, forced orgasms , multiple orgasm, male + female orgasms, internal cumshots, rough sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, squirting

{ word count } — 2k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x wheeler yuta

{ genre } — smut

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{ taglist } — @cosmoholic13 @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @baysexuality @slut4kennyomega @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @elsteenerico @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore

{ beta readers } — @allelitesmut + @legit9thlunaticwarrior

{ comment if you want to be added to the taglist }

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it all seemed a blur, the motion of his fist collided with the cold brick with a sickening thud, the way he showed no emotion after the fact, simply staring with a calloused scowl, completely unmoved by the tiny chips of red brick and fresh blood that flooded the pale skin of his knuckles. he’d been hardened, battle-tested by mox and the rest of the blackpool combat club. pain was nothing to him, certainly nothing he’s not been through already. still you could not help but stand in disbelief as the uncanny look of rage burned deep within him.

he’d won the match, hell, he got the pin and over kenny omega of all people. yet there was a thirst still lurking, hungry for more violence and bloodshed. punching the wall seemed like the only logical option to let said anger out.

without a word you pried his knuckles from the brick, noticing how the little chips of terracotta red stained his skin, small cuts forming around them as warm pools of blood slowly began to seep to the surface. you cupped his hand in yours, daintily, almost afraid that the slightest movement would set him off, still he remained stoic, eyes fixated on the wall still

“on your knees. now.” he muttered through a scowl, teeth clenched with a subtle growl to his words. you blinked a couple of times, you heard him of course but still could not help but be perplexed by his statement. his hand rose once more, tangling his long digits in your hair, tugging at the scalp, pushing you to your knees before him.

“you playing dumb with me, sweetheart?” his question, although rhetorical, left an unsavoury ringing in your ears. “when i tell you to do something, you better fucking do it”

the words, the actions, it just was not him, mox had definitely taught him a thing or two that’s for sure. his hand remained in your hair, tugging at the roots every so often to make sure you were looking up at him, throwing in a slap or two just for good measure. your eyes would fall to his bulge, prominent, yet hidden behind the black jeans he was sporting in place of his usual ring gear. they sat low on his hips, v-line prominent as your eyes scanned his figure.

his free hand, quick with its movements, undid the button of his jeans. in quick succession his cock now free from the shield of the fabric, slapping his tip against the swell of your bottom lip. he did not ask for you to open wide, instead using his tip to pry your mouth open, forcing himself down your throat.

“fuck…” he groaned out, elongating the word, holding himself in your throat for a few seconds. he could already begin to see the glimmer in your eyes, how they stung and burned each time you tried to inhale a breath, wet and teary, beginning to drip down your cheeks. he had not even started moving and already had you clawing at his thighs for air.

“pathetic…” he pulled back slightly, allowing the smallest chance at a breath, before slamming his cock down the back of your throat with such lovely force. he propped your skull in both hands, your mouth nothing more than a fleshlight, a toy for his pleasure only.

you managed to sneak a glance up at him, through teary, burning eyes. his head hung back in pleasure, tongue parting his lips, mouth hung slightly agape, pleasure dripping from every moan and groan that left his throat.

“feels so fucking good…” he increased the momentum of his hips, keeping your head close as he held himself down your throat once more, adoring the sounds of chokes gurgles and barely-there breaths. you nails dig into his exposed thighs, clawing down the skin with deep red marks. he’d noticed some of the blood from his knuckles beginning to drip down his wrist, on your forehead, he smirked down at the sight, loving how well the shade of ruby complemented your skin tone. he pulled away for a second, smearing the droplet of blood across your face

“you look so fucking good covered in blood, princess” he whispered through his teeth, slamming your head down onto his cock so hard that he was sure to bruise the back of your throat. “it gets me off quicker knowing that it’s my blood”

he came down your throat without warning, pulling away at the last second to let the final droplets of his cum coat your lips and chin. he took the moment to admire you, face covered in fresh blood and cum, you looked even more intoxicating than usual. your eyes rolled back from the wonderful abuse of his cock, tongue jutting out just past your lips, already looking so fucked out. he smiled down you for a moment before spitting in your face, following it up with another harsh slap to your cheek. you whimpered at the feeling, but it did nothing more than fuel the pulse between your thighs.

“get up.” he dragged you by your hair to the bed. throwing you into the mattress without a care. fingers locked into the thin fabric of your tight mini dress, tearing the material from your body with ease. his eyes peered down darkly, noticing that you’d gone bare underneath, skin so pristine and untouched.

“such a needy little whore aren’t you? showing up here with no panties under your dress, you must really be craving my dick” he offered a rough spank to your ass, one that left you whimpering with pleasure. he spun you around, back now pressed into the cheap, thin hotel mattress, hips angles upward slightly, giving him a perfect view of your dripping cunt.

“like the view?” you teased playfully, noticing how mesmerised he was with your void, he blinked a couple of times before answering with a quick slap to your cunt, the sensation made your thighs close instinctively, only for him to pry them open with little resistance, he let two fingers enter you, curling up at the sensation of your warmth, exploring your void. he glanced down between your thighs, noticing how your cunt had reddened from that single slap, how swollen your clit was. it seemed to only arouse him more, offering yet another slap, one which left you a whining mess. as much as he wanted to continue to see you unravel on his fingers, he desperately needed to get his dick wet.

“of course, baby. but…” he stalled for a moment, positioning himself between your thighs, “it’ll look better with my cock buried in it”

his lips parted with a small breath, eyes gazing down at you ravenously, the brown of his irises seemed darker, more lustful, more fixated. the sensation between your thighs only grew, the tip of his cock gliding against and parting your delicious folds with such ease, leaving your lover marvelling at the slickness, how it glistened under the warm yellow glow of the bedside lamp. your stomach whirling in excitement, anticipation crawling beneath your skin. he remained silent, offering you no warning as to when he was going to begin, he kept you on edge for a moment, a small smirk crossed his lips, watching on as you held a breath on your chest

he watched your eyes roll back in pleasure, that breath you’d been holding now a startled gasp being lustfully ripped from your throat, mouth hung agape as a moan rolled off your tongue. he found himself buried deep in you, savouring the subtle pulse of you around his shaft. he gave a soft grunt, his hips snapping against yours with a solid thrust. he’d noticed the paleness in your knuckles, how tense your grasp on the bed sheets were, how avoidant your gaze had become, not due to lack of pleasure, none of the sort. it was a wonderful feeling, it made you feel so lightweight as if you were floating, even with the minimal strokes he gave. a kind of pleasure that only seems real in dreams, hence why you felt as if you physically could not open your eyes.

he gripped your throat tightly, a slender hand wrapping around just under your jaw, thumb slowly tracing across your bottom lip to part them. the sensations seemed to have jostled you from your trance, peering up at him through glassy eyes, as he offered another rough thrust.

“what?” he mocked.

“does my dick feel that good?”

he gave you no time to respond, not even being able to reciprocate a simple nod before he began his movements, such rough thrusts leaving you feeling so full within seconds. he kept a hand wrapped around your throat, effectively keeping you in place for the moment, all the while your choked moans rumbled in your throat, spit dripping off the tip of your tongue as your mouth hung open.

“f-fuck…” you barely managed to breathe out, the word mixed in with a moan, feeling him so violently fuck you out, legs propped up, knees at your chest, he practically had you folded in half, pressing himself down against you, his cock sinking deeper into your cunt.

“look at you, can’t even speak properly. how pathetic”

his thrusts were violent, more so than usual. it was different, yes the passion was still obviously there, yet he seemed more vicious, more dominant. you enjoyed it, evident by the swell of arousal in your belly and the pool of wetness between your thighs. he could feel you tighten around him, it was rhythmic, like a heartbeat, clenching around his cock in almost perfect intervals. moans heightened with every thrust, so much so you thought the other residents of the hotel would surely put in a noise complaint.

“you’re gonna cum for me, right now” he growled, pressing his forehead to yours

“b-but i-“ you stammered before he cut you off

“i don’t give a fuck! you’re gonna make a mess around my cock, do you understand me?!”

the loudness of his voice made your ears ring, he’d increased the speed of his thrusts, trying to force an orgasm out of you. the pleasure was overbearing, making your head spin with each movement, you cried out to him, begging for mercy. you could not even comprehend your orgasm, pushing your hips up against his, feeling your sweet warmth gushing from between your thighs, feeling him smirk into your jawline

“that’s it you filthy slut, make a fucking mess” his voice more at a whisper, still it did not deter his vicious movements, he kept the same pace until he spilled over. so rough, so violent as he came inside you with zero warning, adoring the way you so graciously accepted his seed.

“so wet, so warm…your cunt is so perfect baby” he continued to thrust beyond his orgasm, making sure he filled you with every last drop of his cum. he remained inside you for the moment, letting the warmth of your cunt pulse around his size, he laid his head atop your chest, face buried into the crook of your neck, lip lingering against your skin.

“i didn’t scare you did i?” he mumbled breathlessly, now noticing the dried dots of crimson against your jawline, tracing over it daintily with his injured hand, wincing slightly upon realising his own injury

“no..” you remarked, fingers twirling the short strands of black hair that stuck to his forehead, he peered up at you, his gaze now softer than before.

“i mean it was kinda scary seeing you all violent like that but it was such a huge turn on”

he hummed into your skin, smiling into the subtle kiss he left there. hands already beginning to roam your figure once more.

“maybe i should be more rough with you all the time” he stated, leaving a lingering kiss to your jawline, injured hand coming up to groped your breast again before you sat up, much to his dismay

“let me help you fix that hand up first, then round two in the shower”

his eyes lit up at the suggestion, already making his way to the bathroom

“you don’t have to tell me twice!”

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#tahlia speaks 🤍 #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta x reader #wheeler yuta smut #wheeler yuta imagine #aew #wrestling imagine #wrestling smut #aew imagine #aew wrestling #aew fanfiction

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷

Pairing: Blackpool Combat Club x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

She had been placed inside a bedroom now. The secluded cabin in the woods was rustic, built of wood and with the classic decor of animal fur, leather armchairs, and red plaid fabric. It was cozy, even under the circumstances she was currently in. “It could be worse”, she thought, “I could still be tied up to a chair inside that basement”.

She caught herself staring at the deer’s head on top of the bed. Its black eyes called for her, it whispered something, perhaps it was a warning? A message? She couldn’t quite understand what it was saying, what it was trying to tell her. Its words we’re getting unclearer the more she stared at it. She tried to piece the message together, but something wasn’t quite right…

“It’s fake” A deep voice stated from behind her, making her squeal and rapidly turning around to see the perpetrator of her almost heart attack.

Blue eyes gleamed with amusement at her, much like the playful smirk he had cemented to his thin lips. The lollipop stick danced around his mouth as he continued:

“Bryan is vegan, so he didn’t want any real dead animals inside the cabin. He likes the visuals of the decor aspect of it, but ‘no real corpses’!” Moxley mocked Bryan’s way of speaking and the small joke earned a faint giggle from her. He considered that a win, one step closer to make her fully trust him.

“You got the coolest room. I’m jealous” Mox teased, pointing with his chin towards the deer head on the wall.

“Oh! The youngest man just shoved in here. I didn’t have much of a choice” She shrugged

“Yuta?” He asked and she nodded in return. “Well, would you like to check out the other rooms? You can choose the one you like the most”

“N-no!” She was quick to answer, too quick for her own liking. She needed to be subtle, play possum for now until she could figure a way out of here. “Thank you. I don’t want to upset anyone”.

Moxley frowned at her statement. She seemed distressed, back into her shell, suspicious. “Fucking Yuta and his stupid teenage-like hormones! He’s fucking ruining everything!” Mox thought to himself before he focused his attention back on her. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, a little bit”

Upon her statement, Mox cupped her face in his hand and began to rub her cheek back and forth with his thumb, “I’ll have someone bring you a snack or something, so you won’t starve until dinner”.

She saw it in his eyes, there was something inside the blue orbs that demonstrated some level of vulnerability, and that she could use in her favor.

“Thank you” She whispered, casually leaning into his touch, testing the waters to see how far she could take in this first round. “Mox? Can I ask you a favor?”

“Of course, kitty cat” His thumb now moved to her lips, brushing the rough pad of his finger against her bottom lip.

“Could you please not send Yuta? I-” Her eyes darted down to her feet, a sign of uncertainty, fear. She needed to play the victim perfectly in order to have him buy it. “He scares me” Her eyes focused on the baby blue orbs again. “When I was in the basement, he kept doing and saying things that made me uncomfortable and I…I don’t want to be alone with him”.

Something shifted in Moxley’s eyes, a flash of rage sipped through before being replaced with calmness.

“I’ll send someone else, kitty cat. Don’t worry about him, ok?” Mox pulled her towards him, engulfing her in a tight hug. Her head was placed under his chin as he played with her hair, her eyes stopped at the deer on the wall and now she understood its message. If she wanted to get out of this place alive, she would have to turn the predators into the preys.

She had finished showering when she heard the bedroom door opening. Footsteps made their way toward the bed and then came to a halt, the old bed springs squeaked as the man’s weight settled on top of the mattress. Damn, she wished she would’ve brought her clothes inside the bathroom with her! Now she would have to step out of the en suite bathroom, and be eyed like a piece of meat by whoever was across the door.

She took a deep breath in, in order to control her gag reflex, and slightly opened the bathroom door, peeking her head out to see who was on the other side.

“I was wondering how much longer would you stay inside the bathroom after the shower went off” Claudio smirked, pointing over to the silver platter on top of the bed “I brought your snack, come eat before it gets cold”.

Every instinct she possessed screamed for her to stay inside that bathroom, but her rational side knew that would bring up suspicions. So swallowing her fear and uncertainty, she stepped out of the bathroom and made her path to the opposite side of the bed from where Claudio sat.

“Come here” He beckoned her closer with his finger

God, would she like to just tell him to fuck off! Licking her dried lips, she carefully approached him. Claudio’s hand caressed her exposed thigh, he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of her smooth skin against his calloused palm before he slid his hand up underneath the towel.

Her eyes slightly widened in shock upon feeling his hand traveling up her hip. Claudio continued to explore her body, rough fingertips now gently drew circles on her waist, only stopping underneath her breast.

“I think we need to have a little chat, don’t you?”

#stockolm series #blackpool combat club #blackpool combat club x reader #blackpool combat club imagine #jon moxley #jon moxley x reader #jon moxley imagine #claudio castagnoli #claudio castagnoli x reader #claudio castagnoli imagine #bryan danielson #bryan danielson x reader #bryan danielson imagine #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta x reader #wheeler yuta imagine #masochist writes

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Pumpkin Picking

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x female!reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 845

Summary: You take your boyfriend to pick out the perfect pumpkin for carving.

Warnings: None, except one swear word at the end

A/N: This is Day 1 of the Season of Fluff 2023 prompt list that @katries created with the help of @mrsmatt

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Autumn has finally rolled around once again and you couldn’t be happier. The cool crisp air, the gorgeous trees in their red, yellow, and orange leaves. The pumpkins and the hot chocolate, soups and sweaters were a must. You had your own little fall traditions and one of them was pumpkin picking. You loved searching the fields for the perfect pumpkin to carve or paint, depending on your mood. This year your sweet boyfriend was partaking in the tradition. To say you were excited was an understatement.

“What about this one?” Wheeler asked as he lifted up a tall medium sized pumpkin. You looked up and grinned as you made your way towards him, abandoning the pumpkins you were examining to get a good look at what he found.

“It’s nice, but it’s too tall. It has to be round and little bigger but not too big.” You explained, putting emphasis on too big. You went back to scanning the ground for what you called the ‘perfect pumpkin’.

Wheeler let out a sigh as you turned away from him. He sat the pumpkin back on the ground. Standing up, a pumpkin caught his eye. It was bigger than the one he just had and it was round, just like you wanted. Wheeler made a beeline for the pumpkin and proudly carried it to you. “This one. This is your perfect pumpkin.” He beamed.

You spun around caught off guard by his sudden proximity to you. You took in his appearance as he presented you the pumpkin. His hair was starting to stick to his forehead with perspiration, his eyes shined bright and his smile was one of the widest you had ever seen from him. His Blackpool Combat Club jacket was half zipped and one of the sleeves had fallen off his shoulder. This was hands down the cutest he had looked since arriving at the pumpkin patch. You finally looked at the pumpkin in his arms. It looked perfect!…. except for the big dent near the bottom. You didn’t have the heart to tell him. “It looks perfect babe!” You did your best to give him a convincing smile.

Unfortunately, at least for this moment, Wheeler saw how your smile didn’t reach your eyes and how your eyes didn’t light up like they do when you’re happy or excited. “There’s something wrong with it, isn’t there?” He let out a breath and hung his head, closing his eyes in the process.

“I’m sorry Wheeler. It is perfect, there’s just a dent at the bottom.” You genuinely felt awful for taking so long. “I’m sorry I’m being so picky, I just want this pumpkin to look good so it will look even better when I carve it. I have this image of what I want and I really want it to match the vision.” You explained, taking the pumpkin away from Wheeler and setting it down. You slipped your hands into his and gave a little squeeze. “Let’s just go home. I’ll figure something else out.” You said as you began to tug him in the direction of the car.

“Wait.” Wheeler stopped in his tracks causing you to stop as well. “We’re going to find you that perfect pumpkin.” He stated matter-of-factly.

You looked him in the eyes and you saw the determination in them. “Really it’s fine. We’ve been here for two hours and I’m not happy with any of the ones we’ve looked at. I don’t want to waste anymore of your time. It’s silly anyways.” You pulled him by the hand once again to get him to start walking.

“No.” Wheeler’s voice was stern and he had a serious look on his face, one that told you he was dead set on finding you this pumpkin. “You’re not wasting my time and this isn’t silly. This is something you love doing and you have a really cool design picked to carve. I can see that it means a lot to you which means it means a lot to me too.” Wheeler tucked your hair behind your ear and rested his palm on your cheek. “I love you and I will always help you with anything you need even picking out a pumpkin.” He placed a gentle kiss to your forehead and pulled you into a hug.

You wrapped your arms around him, breathing in his natural scent mixed with his cologne made you feel at home, loved, and safe. It always grounded you ever since you first met.

After some time in your boyfriend’s embrace, you finally pulled away. Your eyes trailed up from his chest to his face, your eyes locking with his. “Can we get hot chocolate after this?” You grinned knowing Wheeler Yuta never turns down hot chocolate.

“Hell yeah!” He exclaimed, a smile spreading across his face. “Let’s check that patch over there.” He said, pointing a few feet away.

“Race ya!” You laughed as you took off towards the next pumpkin patch. Wheeler just laughed and shook his head at your little trick, racing after you.

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[heelwriting]

Headcanon: Wheeler Yuta + soft

Fandom: Wrestling

Yuta might be a little shit but he is YOUR little shit

Yuta can be a little too much sometimes, his playful side coming out often but then he is also a little old fashioned, a perfect gentleman, and loves taking care of his S/O

He brings you flowers on every date, makes you hand written letters when he is away for too long

He’d go slower in the relationship in general but that doesn’t mean his heart doesn’t go 100 a mile whenever he sees you

Yuta writes about all the special moments in letters, the first time holding hands, first hug, first kiss… he plans on showing you down the line. He would never admit in public that he does all of this for you but he is comfortable being vulnerable with you

He talks about you to his friends all the time, but waits for you to meet them until the relationship becomes more serious

He ignores conversations thinking about you, his friends tease him about how in love he looks

Whenever he feels your voice sound sad or notices something off, he ends up knocking at your door with your favorite snack/food in hand, you hug him tight, and depending on how you feel, you talk about what is bothering you

He loves to hold you in his arms and run his hand through your hair, kiss your forehead, whisper sweet things in your ear, kinship is very important to him, more than words, he’ll put a hand on your shoulder, entangle your fingers together or put a hand on your hip

One time he gets a cold, you take care of him, he had fever and slept most of the day, he hears you talking and in this dream he thinks an angel came down to help him, when Yuta finally realizes it’s you, he is convinced that one day he will marry you

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[kithes4yuta]

My Boy

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta(Paul Grubber) x You !!

CWS: None, general rasslin violence

"Paul!" You yell, waving your hands in the air as you try and grab the raven haired male's attention. The man sees you and smiles, speed walking through the crowd of people as he tries to rush to hug you. His taller figure speeds past all the other people and finally you're sane again.

"I missed you." Paul utters out of his lips, you blush before you say your reciprocation. The small act between you two strictly platonic, well that's what you both thought.

The event from when he had seen you again in the airport a distant memory, it was Double or Nothing and you need to get your head into the game. You and Yuta were both key in tonight's pay-per-view, you were supposed to make your return from injury and dethrone Jade Cargill and Yuta was one eighth of the main event match.

"Hey, Y/N!" You hear Bryan say as he walks towards you, the rest of the BCC following behind him. You lock eyes with Paul as you smile and blush as does he. "Oh, hey Bry-guy!" You blurt out as you turn your gaze from Paul unto him, Jon smirks as he starts to catch onto your act.

"You busy after your match?" Jon adds before Bryan can even get a sentence out of his mouth, you shake your head and ask; "Why, what's wrong?" Claudio soon pitches into the conversation, "We want you to come out with us!" You smile and nod, "Of course I can, want me to be your version of Julia?" You laugh as you think of it.

"Maybe."

"I'll do it, come get me five minutes before."

It soon came time for you to escort your boys out and Paul stops you. He looks you in your eyes and takes your hand in his, intertwining the two sets of fingers together. The blush on your face eminent and you two stomp out of the crowd with Jon, Claudio, and Bryan. You walk to the beat of the song as you follow behind Paul and the boys, moving out of the way for the Elite and them to hash shit out, slowly taunting Kenny.

Thinking absentmindedly Paul walks up to Kenny and hits him with a slingblade, knocking the wind out of Kenny and runs up to you. You start to open your mouth to say something snarky before Paul grabs your cheeks and kiss you, you melt into the kiss and then pull away. "Go get him, babe." You say, still stunned from the kiss.

The match soon ends with Paul getting the pin on Kenny before he mutters a small "Fuck you." to play into kayfabe. You run up to him and grab his face, kissing him all over his beautiful face and whispering praises. "You did so good." you say before he asks a question, "Will you go out with me?"

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[grayson-baller]

So Burn Me With Fire | Wheeler Yuta

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author's note: was in my wheeler feels tonight, and ended up writing a short, soft drabble

warnings: smut--18+

word count: 511

pairing: fem!reader & wheeler yuta

summary: lazy mornings

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tags: @bungleinthe-jungle @legit9thlunaticwarrior @wickedval @cosmoholic13 @slut4kennyomega

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“That’s it… fuck, you always feel so good for me, don’t you, angel?” Wheeler’s voice was soft and tender, warmth filling his words and heating your skin. You loved knowing how good you made him feel. He always made you feel good, after all. “Fuck.” He grunted, lips moving against yours as he slowly thrust into you. His fingers gripping at your hips, pulling you in closer against him. You felt him surround you, clinging to the air around you. Pleasure rolled through your system with each thrust, filling you to the brim.

The moment his eyes opened, he reached for you, mumbling in your ear how weak he was for the sight of you in his bed wearing his shirt. Not that you were complaining, no that was information you were storing away for the next time you spent the night in his apartment. The early morning sun bled through the curtains as his lips found yours, your hands in his silky hair.

It was a hell of a way to wake up.

“So good,” you whispered, voice tired but full of pleasure. You glanced at him, drinking in the sight of him first thing in the morning. You liked it. A lot. Staying the night at his place had been newer, but a good step, nonetheless. Your heart was so wrapped around this man. Falling for him was easy for you, as natural as breathing. You couldn’t stop it even if you tried. Before you realized it, you had real feelings for him, hoping to find a future there with him.

Not that you were letting your heart get ahead of itself. Though, the way he looked at you sometimes had you wondering if he saw that future too. You hoped so.

“Yeah?” He questioned; lips turned up in a smirk.

You nodded, low whimper in your throat. “Never want it to stop.”

He hummed, the sound was low and rumbly. “Is that so, baby?” He questioned, kissing you once more. “I know how much you love my cock, my pretty angel. Get so greedy, can’t ever say no to bein’ filled up, can you?” You whimpered at his dirty words, eyes fluttering close. Despite how dirty his words could be, his voice was still full of adoration, a sweetness you never got tired of.

“Mm, never. Feels too damn good.” You mumbled, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as your legs wrap tighter around his waist, pulling him in deeper with a breathy moan. One hand left your hip as he reached up, tilting your face back to look at you. “Love your cock, Wheeler.” You spoke, as he grinned at that, running the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip before leaning forward to kiss you with a gentleness that was opposite of the way he roughly grounded his hips against yours.

“Good girl,” he whispered as you moaned, hands gripping at his shoulders. “So fucking good for me, angel. Feel so damn good around me. I’m addicted to you too, baby. Never going to stop.”

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[aalyssah]

Bad Day

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,037

Summary: The day might've not been going good, but the date was funny.

A/N: A Funny + Sad Wheeler. Hope You Enjoy!

Today Wheeler finally got the day off, and what did he plan?

A date!

You were extremely excited, due to the fact that y'all's schedules are different, but today y'all were lucky to have the day off. "Babe, what do I have to wear?" You called out from the other room. "Sundress!" You clapped happily, pulling out the newest sundress.

You bought this about 1 month ago and haven't been able to wear it. You don't even think Wheeler knows you have it. You put it on, admiring yourself in the mirror while fixing your hair.

Wheeler soon walked in, mouth agape at your look. "My god, you look good." You giggled, turning around and placing a small kiss on his nose. "Well, you're gonna have to wait until after the date, and maybe I'll show you how good I really look."

Just as you finished that sentence, you pulled your dress up, revealing a red thong hugging your curves. "We gotta hurry up with this!" You both shared a laugh and began making your way to the door.

Wheeler didn't tell you what he had planned, so it was gonna be a surprise. You got in the car and waited for him, until he came with a basket in his hand. "Picnic?" Wheeler looked at you disappointed. "How'd you know?" You playfully shrugged your shoulders. "Basket gave it away."

When you got there, you were shocked at the sight. He brought you to a beautiful flower field, with many different types of flowers. You looked at him, inside. "D-do you like it?" Your eyes almost blew out your head. "Of course I do!" You practically jumped in his arms, suffocating his mouth in a kiss.

When you pulled back, you looked at him and then the field. "Can I go?" He nodded his head, watching you run away like a little kid. Wheeler chuckled and followed you where you sat.

It might be far from the car, but it's whatever you want. Wheeler placed food out for you both. "I forgot if you liked mustard, so I bought packets." You smiled at him in adoration. "Thank you, babe."

You both dug in the food, talking about work, and looking out at the flowers. "Everything is so beautiful. Thank you, babe." Wheeler smiled at you. "Anything for you." You both began leaning in for a kiss until you felt a drop of rain hit your forehead.

You both pulled away, looking up at the sky to see it a gloomy dark blue. "It's gonna rain?" Wheeler sounded confused, but also disappointed. "I guess so." You started getting up and packing your food away. "I could've sworn I check the weather!"

You tried packing the food fast, but it was so much in the little basket. "How the hell did you fit all of this in here?" Wheeler gently pushed you aside, trying to hurry, but it was too late. The rain starts falling, wet drops drowning you both. "No!" You whined, as your dress got ruined.

Wheeler ended up only grabbing the food, leaving the blanket to be there. "Fuck it." He snatched the blanket and began running with you. You both were running, with your hands over your head while Wheeler held the basket.

You were starting to get tired and remembered you chose a far spot from the car. Now you really feel bad. As soon as you saw the car in the distance, it was like time stopped.

Wheeler must've not looked at the ground because next thing you knew it, he slipped down the hill. "Fuck!" You heard him yell, sliding down the muddy hill. Your mouth was open as you watched.

“Wheeler!" You carefully made your way down, watching your step and helping him up. "Baby, are you okay?" Wheeler scowled, getting up to his feet and jogging to the car. When you both made it, you let out a breath of relief.

The only thing heard was the heavy breathing from you two, but it was interrupted when you busted out laughing. Wheeler looked at you, eyebrows down in confusion. "What!"? Why are you laughing?" When you finally caught your breath you explained.

“It was funny when you fell!" He mumbled something under his breath that went along the lines of, 'It's not funny.' He started up the car and drove you both to him.

The moment y’all enters your home, you went to take a shower. “Baby, let’s go shower together to save water, y’know?” You teased with a smile, followed by a wink. “You can join me, but nothing else.” His tone was quiet, but angry.

You followed behind him and showered as requested. It was a weird silence as you both washed your own bodies, not once touching each other. Wheeler didn’t even spare a glance at you, which made you feel sad.

When done, y’all sat in the bed and turned the TV on. You were enjoying your show until the news broke right at the good part.

‘BREAKING NEWS! Don’t forget to bring your umbrella because of the heavy rain tonight, which has already started. Hope you stay dry and stay safe!’

You heard Wheeler curse under his breath and his head fell flat on the pillow. “Fuck, I’m so stupid!” You sat up, scooting closer to him. “No you’re not. You just didn’t-” Wheeler cut you off. “I did know. I saw the news before I even told you about everything.

I just looked at the wrong one.” You bit your lip, not knowing what to say. “It’s okay, love.” Wheeler shook his head in disagreement. “No, I messed the date up. Then I fuckin’ fell, I just hate everything about today!”

Your lip came in a pout. “Look, it might’ve not been so fun for you, but I loved today. It was full of laughs and love.” Wheeler cheered up a little. “Really?” You hummed, and got on top of him.

“Y’know, since you’re having a bad day, I think I know of a way to make this better.” You pulled his your shirt up, showing him you were wearing no panties.

I think in Wheeler's opinion, it wasn’t such a bad day after all.

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[smartycvnt]

The Family

Pairing: Wheeler Yuta x Reader Summary: You realize firsthand just how close knit the BCC are. Luckily you aren't intimated easily.

"Good evening darling." The British accented voice speaking from behind you was easy to recognize. Everybody had heard something from William Regal coming back from a match one time or another. For the most part, he didn't say much to you, but you knew what this was about. You knew that it was coming, the shovel talk from the BCC. Although, you had expected Regal not to do it since he was already out the door.

"Mr. Regal, to what do I owe the pleasure?" you asked him. He had always liked you because while you were polite, you didn't take shit. He had told you a time or two that you reminded him of Jon Moxley if Mox had better bedside manner. You had just sort of laughed it off at the time, but you did understand what he was saying. "I thought you'd be on your way to Florida already."

"I wanted to speak with you privately before then," Regal said. You nodded as you leaned back against your car. "I hear that you're dating Wheeler. He's a very admirable young man, and I would hate to hear that he's gotten his heart broken. Can you promise me that you aren't going to do that?"

"I can't promise that I'm his happy ever after, but I'm not going to purposefully leave a bitter taste in his mouth. You don't have to worry about me," you told him. William seemed to deem that an adequate answer because he said his goodbye to you and walked away. You were about 3/4 of the way finished packing up your car when the rest of the BCC sans your boyfriend walked up to your car. "What can I do for you gentlemen?"

"Wheeler told us that the two of you are getting pretty serious," Claudio said. You glanced over at him, making him the first one of the group you looked directly at. There was a challenge behind his eyes that he wasn't willing to speak out loud. You knew that you just had to wait a couple of seconds before either Bryan or Mox would say it for him. Although, you were pretty sure that Bryan was a little bit scared of you from whenever you and Anna Jay had been closer.

"That's what happens in relationships boys," you told them. Mox laughed a little, as if you weren't including him in 'boys' when you very much were. You reached down to grab your last bag for your car, but Bryan beat you to it. "Are you holding my bag hostage or something? I'll let you say your piece, but do it quickly because I'm cold and Wheeler wants to go for dinner when I get to the hotel."

"He's a very special young man, and I'll admit to taking him for granted, but that doesn't mean I don't care about him. I don't know you very well, none of us do, but if you hurt him, we'll find a way for you to find out what real pain is," Bryan threatened. You just laughed it off as you snatched your bag away from him.

"Okay, whatever you say. That doesn't mean a whole lot coming from you though," you told him. Bryan sunk back a little, knowing that you had a point. "Mox, do you have anything to add to this acinine discussion or can I go on with my life? Surely you got all of what you wanted to say out when I comforted Wheeler with you after Bryan's betrayal."

"All good here. Have a nice night Y/n," Mox said. He shoved his hands in his pockets and made the first move to leave. You shoved the bag in your trunk, slammed it shut, and watched as the rest of the guys left before you got in your car. You immediately called Wheeler, who found the whole situation a lot less funny than you did, but with some reassuring did calm down about it. You were glad to know that they really did want to keep Wheeler on the right track in every aspect of his life, not just in the ring. However, they shouldn't have just assumed that you were liable to be public enemy number one.

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[thesupreme316]

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

Face - Yuta

Forehead - Darby

Lips - Ethan Page

Neck - Ricky

Arms - Kenny

Hands - HOOK

 Torso - Kingston

Legs - Jeff Hardy

It could be to the wrestler or reader

Dear god I hope I did this right

AEW Stars React to: Their Favorite Kisses

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

Word Count: 954

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

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

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

AGAIN I HOPE I DID THIS RIGHT

Wheeler Yuta (Face Kisses-To Him)

WITH HIS SCRUFF THIS IS SO CUTE

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

He would look so content and fulfilled after the kisses

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

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

Also, this would be a pre-match routine

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

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

Darby Allin (Forehead Kisses-To You and Him)

OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ethan Page (Lips Kisses-To You)

MAN HAS A NICE SMILE

Will just kiss you out of nowhere

Will kiss you at any place, any time

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

His mustache and facial hair tickle your face

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

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

Will bend down to tease you and receive his kisses

Ricky Starks (Neck Kisses-To You and Him)

THIS MAN WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME-

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kenny Omega (Arm Kisses-To You and Him)

THAT MAN HAS SOME NICE ASS ARMS LEMME TELL YOU

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

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

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

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

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

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

And to bite him again…

Hook (Hand Kisses-To You)

I WANT HIS HANDS IN MORE WAYS THAN-

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

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

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

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

He likes the size difference between your hands

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

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

Eddie Kingston (Torso Kisses-To You)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jeff Hardy (Leg Kisses-To You)

MY DARLING MAKES A RETURN

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

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

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

Will watch TV in between your legs and kiss them periodically

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

As long as you got legs, Jeff will kiss them

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[plentyoffandoms]

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Daniel Garcia Masterlist ♡ Wheeler Yuta Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist

Warnings: Mentions people getting injured. Concussion. Falling. Broken bones. Car accident.

Photos do not belong to me.

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

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it

Danny raced to the hospital once he found out what had happened to her. She jumped too far and ended up head first into the barrier.

She had to be taken out by ambulance as she had a grade 3 concussion. The moment he found out she had to spend a couple of days in the hospital, he was right there by her side. Refusing to leave her.

When it was time for her to come home, Danny knew he had to be there for her, so he took time off and helped her recover.

He went to every follow-up appointment with her and made sure she took the medication that the doctors prescribed.

Danny followed all the advice given and even contacted the AEW head medical to make sure he was following all the steps correctly.

He let her rest, no loud music or TV shows.

Hardest part was keeping her off her phone and tablet, so much so that he had to hide them.

She slowly got better with his help. Gradually working her way up to using her electronics, no more doctor's appointments and doing some light cardio.

It was a good few weeks until she got back in the ring again, with Danny on the side completely freaking out, but they got the all clear, so she should be good to go.

But that didn't stop the poor guy from worrying. He wanted to scream out about her head, but she told him she was fine and that she wouldn't be doing this if she wasn't.

She returned back to ROH, and he was right by her side. Refusing to ever leave her corner again.

Paul found her on the floor of their bathroom. Wrapped up in the shower curtain. She couldn't get up. He called for an ambulance and rode in the back with her to the local hospital.

Fractured shoulder from slipping in the shower and landing on the hard tile floor.

Paul was a mess when she went in for surgery, but he held it together for her. During that time, he called his bosses and told them what was going on, and took some time off of work.

When she was out of surgery, she was able to go home once she woke up. Paul talked to the nurses about how to take care of her and made a follow-up appointment with the receptionist, and got her medication.

For the following weeks, Paul would help dress her, cut up her food, and help her bathe. He knew she was getting frustrated with not being able to properly take care of herself, but he always told her he didn't mind. She has done this for him in the past.

Paul went to every appointment. He was there when the cast and sling came off.

He was there for every physio appointment, learning to do the proper techniques so they could continue them at home.

The moment she got most of her strength back, she insisted on Paul going back to work. He didn't want to, but he didn't want to smother her. So he did.

He would check up on her and come back home all the time, but she was fine. But he did do one thing differently at home.

During all of this, he redid the bathroom. He put in a step-in-shower with a door. He will always be worried about her falling again.

Colten was driving when the other driver ran the red light, hitting the passenger side. Colten survived with just a few scrapes, but she was much worse.

Her leg was crushed, and she had to have surgery. Her body was also covered in cuts, but they would heal much quicker than her leg.

Colten, due to being in the car crash, took time off of work. While she was in the hospital recovering, his Dad and brother were at his place, moving their bedroom from the second floor of their home to the first floor.

Colten would be there helping when he could, but he spent most of the time at the hospital.

When she finally came home, she cried when she saw what he did with the bedroom, which became her safe place.

Like any good partner, he went to her follow-up appointments, and when they said it wasn't healing like they hoped, and needed more surgery, he held back the tears he had for her, knowing she will go though even more pain.

But he was there once again during her surgery and was home. When he wasn't home, his mom or step-mom was there with her. Hell, he would come home, and Austin would be there, making sure she had everything she needed.

Then they got the good news. The cast could come off.

Now, it was time for physiotherapy, which would go on for months, but the one she enjoyed the most was swimming.

They did leg strengthen exercises at home, but swimming thought her peace. So Colten put in a pool and made her promise to only swim when someone was with her.

He would come home to see her in the pool, happy and at peace.

She started to walk without the help of a cane, but she was slow and would be upset how slow she was, but Colten just held her and let her get out her frustrations. Letting her know that she will get faster and stronger.

And she did, just like how he said she would. She still does follow-ups with the physiotherapist when her leg acts up, but she now joins Colten at the gym whenever she could.

But he would still find her in the pool, rain or shine.

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[daddyhausen]

last one (i’m going through it) hear me out;

wheeler yuta and 12, 24, 44, 88, 92, 93

but like, under all that boy next door exterior lies a fuckin freak dom

• headcannon — wheeler yuta •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { wheeler yuta masterlist }

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, rough sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, male + female orgasm, squirting, cumshots, facials

{ word count } — 410

{ pairing } — fem!reader x wheeler yuta

{ genre } — smut

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{ 12 } — open your mouth

{ 24 } — don’t be gentle

{ 44 } — bed. now.

{ 88 } — that’s a good girl, you can cum now

{ 92 } — “what if i hurt you? , “ you could never hurt me”

{ 93 } — you can be rough i can take it

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you would have never expected such dominance from him

for you only saw glimpses of the sweet boy next door

whenever he’d make his presence known at your doorstep

now you found yourself under the influence of his kiss

back pressed against the door to your room

his hands roaming your waist

down your hips

kneading your plump ass in his palms

“bed. now”

his words mixed in between small grunts and groans

his size pressed against your inner thigh for a moment

feeling exactly how hard he was before taking a seat at the foot of the bed

“don’t be gentle”

you reminded him as his hands reached down to unbuckle his belt

“what if i hurt you?”

he halted for a moment, that sweet exterior making itself known once again

“you could never hurt me” you reassured all the while removing the remainder of your clothing

you reassurance provided him with some comfort

along with the sight of your now bare frame

“lay back”

he stripped himself bare, his size resting idily against his stomach as he joined you on the bed

he positioned himself between your thighs

teasing your dripping cunt with the tip of his cock

slowly sinking deep into you

“fuck…” he groaned drawing out the word

feeling your sweet cunt gripping him tightly

still he kept his movements slow

for in the back of his mind he still feared that he would hurt you

“you can be rough i can take it”

he gave a simple smirk, leaning down to plant a rough kiss to your lips

his hips snapped quickly against yours

filling you to the brim with his length

burying himself to the hilt

groaning against your lips through soft moans

“you feel so fucking good for me, baby”

he was buried in the pit of your stomach

stretching out your walls so deliciously

“fuck fuck i’m so close” you whined into his shoulder

nails digging into his back

“that’s a good girl, you can cum now”

you could not control yourself for much longer

thighs wrapping around his waist

hips matching the pace of his thrusts until your spilled over with your sweetness

quickly he pulled out, hovering over your face for a moment

jerking himself off

“open your mouth”

your obliged, opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out for added effect

his cum splashing onto your face and tongue

coating your skin white as you swallowed him greedily

“good girl”

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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 (𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎?)

Summary: Bored me tries something different (because writer’s block is a bitch) during a bus ride.

Pairing: Blackpool Combat Club x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

The youngest man was placed by the door as security, he couldn’t stop staring at her ever since the others bound her to the chair. His black hair and mischievous almond-shaped eyes gleamed underneath the blinding white lights.

She hadn’t slept in over 24 hours, adrenaline and the clarity in the room had successfully kicked sleep out of her system. She vaguely remembers the faces of two of the men, having bumped them a few times inside her father’s church, but the blonde one and the one by the door were still unfamiliar to her. She still didn’t know where she was, who these men were, and what they could possibly want with someone like her, but still, she found herself here. Somewhere at some place, with the four strangers, being held hostage for no apparent reason.

“I need to go to the bathroom”, she murmured. Red, tired eyes stared bluntly at the young man before her ears captured what sounded like a faint chuckle.

“Didn’t you just go like ten minutes ago?”

“Yes, but I need to go again”, she responded, shrinking herself in the chair when he took three steps forward.

He hovered over her, nose brushing against her perfumed hair, warm breath caressing the skin of her right temple. “What’s so interesting about that bathroom that you wanna go in there all the time, huh?” His hand pushed her hair behind her shoulder, rough fingertips brushing the skin of her neck and shoulder in the meantime. “Maybe I should go in with you to see what interesting things you’re up to”.

Her throat felt coarse and dry, and the many hours without water were beginning to affect her body. She subtly pulled herself away from the young man’s touch, the small action seemed to amuse him since his only response was to get closer to her again.

“Don’t tell me you’re one of the shy ones” He chuckled “You didn’t seem to have one single shy bone in your body when you snuck out of the church with Timmy boy”. The amused chuckle transformed into a full-out laugh as he spotted the disgusted look on her face.

“Tell me” He whispers in her ear “How far did you let Timmy boy go?” his hand grips her thigh, pushing it open until a voice echoes from behind them.

“Yuta! That’s enough” The blonde man stated, slowly walking into the room followed by the other two men. Yuta reluctantly stepped away from her and walked toward the blonde man who beckoned him closer. He whispered something in Yuta’s ear, and the young man just nodded and walked out of the room.

“I deeply apologize for this inconvenience” The blonde man pointed with his finger around the room “But dear old daddy didn’t leave us much of choice”. His eyes wrinkled as he smiled “I’m Bryan. And this is Mox and Claudio”, he pointed back and forth between the man beside him, “We promise you nothing bad will happen to you, as long as you behave and your father keeps his part of the deal, of course. But other than that, I promise you, we’re all gentlemen here”.

She tried to lick her lips in an attempt to moist the dry flesh as she spoke “Could I have some water, please?”

“Of course” The man who went by the name Claudio answered with a smirk. He grabbed a bottle of water from the mini-fridge by the door and opened it before placing it against her chapped lips.

They all stared at her with curiosity, like tourists on a safari. Both Mox and Claudio had a knowing smirk plastered on their lips as Bryan only stood there in silent mockery. Claudio squatted down beside her, pulling the water bottle away from her lips when she began to chug on it.

“Easy there” He whispered “We don’t want you to choke, at least not on water”

When she only answered a small, confused “What?”, Claudio laughed “You’re really cute, I wonder why it took us so long to do this”. He placed small pecks on her exposed shoulder, traveling up to her neck until he reached her cheek.

“Will you be our obedient little girl? Do everything we say with a pretty smile on your face” Claudio placed his chin on her shoulder, deep brown eyes staring directly at her soul “We know you want to” He grinned.

“We’re not like christian boy Timmy who doesn’t know what to do with his little dick” Mox tugged on her hair, pulling it down until she looked up at him. “We’re men, real men” His clear baby blue eyes roamed through her features “I know you’re supposed to keep that cherry intact for your honeymoon, but kitty cat, I’m not so sure that you’ll keep it though. You know why?”

She whined a “No” before she felt Claudio pressing his semi-hard bulge against her shoulder.

Mox took her hand in his as he began “Because unlike your dear old daddy, we love you”, he delicately placed her palm on top of his growing bulge, “See how much we love you?”

A boisterous laugh resonated from the wooden stairs, loud thumps made their way down to the small room until they stopped by the door. “Everything’s ready and the engine is running”. Yuta grinned like the Cheshire cat.

Bryan leaned over her and cut the ropes with a pocket knife. He caresses her hair, places a small peck on her lips, and whispers “Let’s get out of here, shall we?”

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[wardlowsbabydoll]

Hi. Can I get a fluffy smut Wheeler Yuta fic or headcanon, with fm reader, please ❤️🔥

Of course! i hope you enjoy it!

Yuta was a very passionate lover

That was no secret

If anything, the hickeys that constantly adorned your neck proved it

And the way he accompanied you to all of your matches and cheered you for your victories and picked you up when you lost, had endeared you both to the fans

But we aren't here to talk about too much of the fluffy stuff are we

At the beginning of the sexual aspect of your relationship, you were a bit vanilla

The first time you asked him to be a bit rougher he was very hesitant

Every five minutes he was asking if you were okay

The second time he was much more confident

When he figured out that you loved being praised, believe me you received a lot of praise from him

Missionary was usually your go to but you figured out that you also enjoyed riding him

It allowed you to feel him much deeper inside you

He loves to rest his hand around your neck and you find it very grounding

When he wants to push your pleasure he will gently squeeze your neck and it’s game over

Edging and teasing aren’t really a thing with you two (unless you were being punished)

Had others been invited into the sanctity of the bedroom with you both? Absolutely

Afterwards did Wheeler remind you that you were only his? Without question

This. Man. LOVES. When. You. Sit. On. His. Face

Like he tells you that he wants to die between your thighs

He’s much more into giving head then receiving it, but won’t say no if you’re offering

The breeding kink was a discovery for both of you

That’s all that needs to be said on that one lol

During aftercare he is kind of relaxed

If there’s any cum anywhere he’ll usually clean that up but after that you two usually just slept

After napping you’ll usually take a shower together and then go eat something

Sometimes Wheeler will bring snacks into the room after and you’ll eat before you crash

Poor Jon, half the time he walks in on you both in a hotel room in your post sex haze

He always mutters about getting his own room but never does

You and Wheeler laugh him off before continuing with your usual aftercare

I mean if he was really annoyed by it he would get his own room

Right?

#wheeler yuta imagine #wheeler yuta smut #wheeler yuta #wheeler yuta headcanons #aew headcannon #aew x reader #aew smut #aew imagine #wheeler yuta x reader

[heelwriting]

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