#wrestler alternate universe

[plentyoffandoms]

Source of cover photo: @cowboyshit

(AU) Wild West - Hangman Adam Page x f/Reader (18+)

Main Masterlist ♡ Alternate Wrestler Universe ♡ Adam Page Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Unprotected sex. Oral (m & F receiving) Fingering.

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @cardinalbiggles 2nd gif @bloodycowboyclub

WC: 1702

Summary: Sheriff Hangman decides to visit his favourite prostitute at the brothel.

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The familiar building came into my view. Many women, from young to old, were in the windows or hanging out over the railing on the pouch.

They all waved at me, calling my name. Hoping I will choose them.

"Oh, Sheriff Page."

"Oh, Adam."

But there is only one woman who I pick here at The Madams Secret, who is run by the one and only Nyla Rose.

Speaking of Madame Rose. There she was, walking outside, demanding her girls to go back inside. She noticed me as she heard the sound of my horse.

"Good evening, Sheriff Page." I tipped my hat at her. "Madame Rose." I got off my horse and tied her to the post.

"You look like you have seen better days." She placed her hand on my arm, looking at me with concern.

Nyla has known me ever since I was a young boy, coming to this small dusty town with my father.

"Are those men from the Blackpool Gang giving you trouble again?"

"No more trouble than usual." The two of us walked through her front doors.

"She is up in her room." Nyla nodded her head towards the stairs. I thanked her as I walked through the crowded room.

Many women hanging all over men who should be at home with their wives and their children. I saw many men get taken by their hands to go somewhere private.

I walked up the stairs, taking the familiar route to her room. I tried to ignore the noises coming from behind the closed doors.

I raised my hand to knock on the familiar door, but I stopped myself. I took off my hand and tried to fix my hair as best as I could.

Her door opened suddenly, and she gave me an amused smile. "Good evening, Sheriff Page."

"Good evening, sweetheart." She shook her head, giggling at the fact that I call her . I know she gets called many names, but never sweetheart.

She stepped to the side, and I walked into her room, looking around. I have no idea what I am looking for, but I always look around when I come by.

I heard the door close, and I turned to look at her. She was leaning against the door. "Stephen." Was all she had to say before I took her in my arms and kissed her, hard, moaning her name.

Hearing her say my name, my real name also sent a shiver up my spine.

When my father and I first came here, we were actually on the run from some debt collector. We travelled for many weeks before we settled here, with whole new identities.

I became Adam Page.

I met YN when I was wandering around, trying to get used to this place I would eventually call home.

I met her right outside The Madams Secret. Her mother was a prostitute there. Nyla took YN under her ring and kept her safe while her mother was busy with her clients.

YN wasn't friends with any other children in town because the grownups were concerned about their children being around that type of environment.

She found out my real name when she was at my place one evening, and my father came in, calling me by the name Stephen.

"Who is Stephen?" Came her soft voice.

That night, we told her everything. She promised she would never tell anyone, and to this day, she never has. She only says my name in private.

As I bunched her skirts up around her waist, eager to get my hand between her thighs, I wanted to tell her how much I missed her, but I couldn't.

She spread her legs for me, and I groaned at how wet she already is for me. I inserted two fingers, and her mouth left mine, gasping.

"You missed me, Sweetheart? Yeah, you did. I can tell." I said as I thrust my fingers in and out of her pussy.

Every time I see her, I always make sure that she orgasms at least two times. The record for me making her orgasm is six times.

"Come on, sweetheart, I can feel you're close already. No one took care of you while I was gone?" I placed my hand that wasn't between her thighs at the nape of her neck, forcing her to look into my eyes.

Her eyes were half-closed, and her mouth was hanging open. Her pussy was fluttering around my fingers. She shook her head no.

"I know they didn't. No one ever does. Don't worry, Stephen is here to take care of you. You want my mouth after this or my cock?"

Her pussy tightened around my fingers when I said my cock, but I needed her to say it.

"Cock. I need yours." Her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth fell open, ready to moan my name loudly.

I crashed my mouth against hers, swallowing her moans as she came for the first time tonight. I groaned into the kiss as she squeezed my fingers with her pussy.

I continued to thrust my fingers through her orgasm. "Look at me." I said to her as I pulled fingers out her pussy.

I opened my mouth once her eyes were on me and placed my fingers in my mouth, my eyes closing at the taste of her.

I pulled away from her slightly, dropping to my knees. "Hold your skirts for me."

I groaned loudly when my mouth wrapped around her clit. Her skirts fell around me, making it dark. Her hands gripped my head through the fabric as she grinded her pussy against my mouth.

"That's it, sweetheart. Use me." I muttered against her pussy, knowing she can't hear me. I continued to eat her out, wanting her to finish all of my face.

She was crying our my name, almost like a chant. Her legs were shaking. If I wasn't holding her up, she would be sliding down the door.

"Oh, shit." Was all I heard before she soaked my face. I groaned as she soaked my chin, her juices soaking into my beard.

She lifted her skirts, and I had to blink at the soft light in the room. She was going to say something, but I stood up so fast, lifting her into my arms, making her squeal.

"Stephen." She gasped as she clung to me. I walked backwards towards her bed, didn't stop until I felt the edge of her bed against the back of my thighs.

I sat on the bed, bringing her with me, letting her sit in my lap, our lips connecting once more. "I need to see you." I said against her lip. I let go hips as she slid off my lap.

I didn't tear my eyes away as she slowly took her clothes off. I imagined that this was happening in our own home, instead of a brothel, that I should have shut down long ago.

"Your turn, Stephen." She said as she stepped out of her skirts. I quickly undressed, watching as she bit her lip as more and more of skin appeared until I was just as naked as her.

She walked towards me and placed her hands on my chest, and pushed me so I was laying flat on back on her bed.

I gripped my cock, jerking it as she climbed on top of me. "You wanna ride this cowboy?" I asked as she raised her self so she was hovering over my cock.

"Always." She said as she placed my cock against her pussy and slid down on my cock. The moment I was fully inside her, I gripped her hips, hard. Not wanting her to move. Never wanting this moment to end. My cock being gripped by her warm, wet pussy.

She placed her one hand on my chest and the other on my face. "Come back to me, Stephen." I didn't notice I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes, and she winked at me as she raised herself until just the tip inside her pussy. She slammed herself down, her back arching, her nails digging into my chest.

I couldn't stop the groans and moans falling from my lips as she bounced on my cock. Her pussy always squeezing me just the right way.

Her own head was flung back as she moved her hips. "So good. So good, Stephen." I softly moaned at her, saying my name as she fucked herself atop of me.

"That's it, sweetheart. Just like that. Taking me so well." I said as I sat up, wrapping my arms around her waist, flipping her onto her back as it was my turn to pound her into her mattress.

I pulled back, placing her legs over my shoulders as I continued to pound into her pussy, folding her in half. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was close.

"Come on, sweetheart. Cum all over my cock." I reached between our two bodies and started to rub her clit.

It didn't take long for her legs to start to shake over my shoulders. Her hands gripping her hair, tears streaming down her face.

I fucked her through her orgasm, forcing myself to not finish just yet, but her pussy was gripping me just the right way, but I pulled out, jerking my cock.

She quickly got on her knees, wrapping her lips around my cock. I removed my hands from my cock and placed them on the back of her head as she moved her lips up and down.

"YN." I groaned as I came, sending a shiver up my spine as she swallowed my cum.

She continued to suck, even as I started to soften in her mouth. I pulled her mouth off of me. I laid down next to her, bringing her with me. Wrapping her in my arms, trying to keep her room as the fire started to cool.

"Stephen." Her back was against my chest.

"Yes sweetheart?" I asked as I moved her hair from her shoulder and kissed her shoulder.

"I missed you." I stopped kissing her shoulder.

"I missed you too, sweetheart."

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[mf-ladle]

Luchador inspired wrestling fangirl spider-gwen

#spider gwen #gwen stacy #alternate universe #spider man #spider woman #wrestling #female wrestler

[promptsausandshit]

Picture this; #480

Turns out a wrestlers gimicky costume is a little more than just an aesthetic choice.

#alternative universe #art prompt #au #drawing prompt #fanfiction prompt #prompt #prompts #writing ideas #writing prompt #art ideas #promptsausandshit #text prompt #text #wrestling #wrestler #sports #costume #potential fantasy #potential sci fi #potential horror

[loslotharios]

Dude shouldve just tried being a wrestler right off the bat, instead of ruining his image first. Cause hes legit not bad, but I'm NEVER gonna be able to separate him from his real life actions

#in an alternate universe logan paul is just a wrestler and never speaks outside of kayfabe #wwe

[kitkat238984]

Goddess Of Your Dreams (soulmate au)

Summary: In an alternate universe where soulmates are determined by unique marks, you do everything you can to hide your matching soul mark from the cold-hearted handsome devil, Hook.

But when a match with "Timeless" Toni Storm causes your secret to be revealed to the whole world, you have many awkward encounters that leave you both mesmerised and breathless.

TW: Mentions of sexual themes, normal wrestling violence.

The crowd roared as The Chairman’s Intent played through the speakers and Hook entered through the tunnel and made his way down the ramp towards his hungry-for-violence opponent, Wheeler Yuta. Excalibur’s voice fed through the TV screens in the homes of thousands. 

“And we see the cold-hearted handsome devil walk down the ramp, so confident and expressionless, a complete contrast to that sunflower soulmark he’s sporting there, wouldn’t you say Taz?” 

The father of the heart-throb in the wrestling world had to stay neutral in his job as a commentator, but never hid how proud he was of his son and his achievements. “Of course. But if there’s one thing I’m sure about is that he will make some lucky girl very happy”. 

“Hook, doing his ritual of circling around the ring. And I think the soul marks make you realise just how human we all are, showing almost the vulnerability in people as stone cold as Hook”. 

The match between Hook and Wheeler wasn’t for any title, only to settle a score when Yuta began cussing out Hook’s arrogance and the friends he “strings along”, and - as he usually does - Hook shoved those words where the sun don’t shine and had him caught in a redrum within minutes. After all, cursing is Danhausen’s thing. 

— 

A couple of weeks later, you were backstage, preparing for your upcoming fight against ‘Timeless’ Toni Storm for the Women’s World Championship. This was quite frankly the biggest match of your life, and against a wrestler who was far more experienced than yourself, even though you had been in AEW for a year now and had made quite the spectacle of yourself with your alluring character. You couldn’t count the number of times male fans of AEW had approached you with their clever but awkward pick-up lines. 

“You’re ready for this” , the voice of your ringside and friend, Kris Statlander, told you whilst patting your shoulder. “You’ve studied every one of her moves and trained for weeks on end. How are you nervous about this?” 

You ignored her question with no real answer to give her. You were ready, more than you had ever been for a match, let alone already being a decent wrestler. 

You continued to watch yourself in the mirror. You really did look like a goddess. And that wasn’t you trying to be conceited because your whole gimmick was that you were Venus, the Roman goddess of love and beauty and sex and more. You wore waist high blue shorts with decorative white buttons and drawstring with a matching plaid sporting bra which cupped your breasts and made your cleavage visible for all to see. 

You didn’t mind being used as sex appeal to be honest as it made you feel a lot more confident in your self. You’d hardly had any confidence before AEW until one day you decided to be brave, wearing very little sportswear at the gym which happened to be the day you were recognised as a potential for professional wrestling. Coincidence? Who knows, but you didn’t care. Everyone appreciated you as a good sportswoman. You were here and you were proud your dream came true whilst also being one of the best female wrestlers in the company. 

“You know why I’m nervous”, you said, timidly, glancing to the right of the mirror to meet the gaze of Kris. 

“We go through this every time, no one’s going to see it. They never do! That choker is very secure. You might as well be strangling yourself”. 

You hummed, instinctively slipping your hand under the large braid that snaked down the right side of your neck and swept your fingers under the choker, touching where you knew your soul mark to be. 

“I don’t even know why you bother hiding it. It’ll come out eventually. One of your hookups are going to piece it together”. 

You smiled and chuckled lightly at her comment and turned around, tiptoeing to lean closer to her ear. 

You whispered, “Daniel Garcia didn’t say anything when he had his hands wrapped round my throat”. 

With a hearty laugh, you went to leave the room you used as a dressing room hearing her dramatically gasp, saying “Y/N, you’re such a slut!” 

The door was half open with you facing inside. “I may be a slut but I still have morals. My soulmate is more important than any of those floozies”, you laughed again and opened the door fully, but almost crashed into a figure who was walking past and most likely heard the last of your conversation. 

You looked up at the tall man wearing a white hoodie and black sweatpants and immediately cleared your throat and glanced back down when you made quick eye contact when he glanced at you with a raised eyebrow and continued on his way, not stopping once to question what he just heard. 

“Awkward”. You turned your head to glare before nodding your head towards the hallway so you can get ready to go on, not before taking one last look at the cold-hearted Hook who had his hood covering that damned mark that matched yours. 

Why, of all people, him? 

You’d never even spoken to each other and you always thought that your personalities would clash. That is, if you even knew his personality. His cool exterior was only an act after all - or at least most of it. You had no clue where to even start with him. 

Your ‘quick look back’ must have lasted a little longer than you anticipated because you found yourself being pushed through the dimly lit hallway towards the stage. 

Toni Storm was already out there making her extravagant entrance as usual and the nerves suddenly hit you again like a continuous stabbing to the gut. 

Kris must have read you like a book because she began roughly massaging your shoulders and shaking you, waking you out of the depths of your own mind. 

“You got this", she told you. “Rip out the feathers of her boa and you’ll have her crumbling on the spot”. 

“Or that would just make her even more angry?" 

“Just beat her senseless and bring back that belt. Come on, we’re on”. 

You heard the guitar riff you’d heard so many times which was your entrance song, 'Venus' by Shocking Blue - ironically not such a shocking song for your character. 

Holding your best flirty face, you walked through the tunnel and stood centre stage, eyeing the crowd and blowing kisses at certain men on the front row, contributing to your act. You made eye contact with Toni Storm and gracefully travelled down the ramp with Kris tailing behind you, riling up the crowd a bit before walking around ringside. 

Entering the ring you saw she had a mic in her hand and so you thought you’d wait to attack and have a little fun first. 

“Any words before I banish you off the screen?” 

You motioned for the mic and she willingly let you have it. “First off, that belt clashes with your outfit. And secondly… I’m about to knock you into the 1800s, showgirl”. 

You throw the mic to the side and headed straight for the attack which Storm skilfully dodges but you bounce back on the ropes and high kick her in the face which makes her stumble back. 

You go back and forth with the attacks and a few minutes in it’s still difficult to predict a winner as you both fight through the pain, eager to get your hands on that belt. 

You let her swing you around the ring before stranding you in the middle where she kicked your back and you fell forward, face first into the canvas. Blood was most likely pouring from your nose at this point and you felt pretty helpless but, your arms the only thing keeping you up, even when she had your legs bent and leaning on your back you still wouldn’t budge so the referee never started counting. 

Everything from that point felt like slow-motion. Storm yanked up your hair and grabbed a hold of the precious choker that you felt the need to guard with your life. However, you couldn’t stop her as your arms were still in use to hold you up. 

You thought you could hear the voices of Excalibur, Tony, and Taz commenting on this scene when your oxygen privileges were taken away from you for a brief couple of seconds. 

“Dramatic as ever! Toni Storm ripping that choker from Venus, breaks the chain, and still has her-” 

“Wait a minute there, Tony”, Excalibur interrupts. “What’s that? On her neck?” 

“Why, it’s a sunflower!” He was quick to reply. “Oh, my god! Now, for anyone who doesn’t remember, that’s the exact same soul mark as our very own Hook! Taz, how are you feeling about this?” 

A few seconds passed before Taz responded to that question, bewildered by this realisation that millions of people in the fanbase had just come to terms with. “For the first time ever, I-I have no words. I’m utterly speechless”. 

You couldn’t believe what had just happened. You were in such shock that the one thing you were trying to hide was revealed that you lost control of your arms and they gave in to both the weight of yourself and Toni - who was still laying over your back - and the recoil of your head after the breakage of your choker. 

You acted fast when the referee began smacking his hand on the canvas and you swung your elbow back into Storm’s side, rolling her onto her front in place of you, pulling her legs back and holding down her upper back with your knees so she couldn’t escape. 

Within three seconds, you heard the ring of the bell indicating your victory and had secured yourself the WWC. You carefully got off your opponent and used your large braid which was still somehow intact to cover the sunflower mark. You knew it was all too late but perhaps you could save yourself at least a little dignity for now. 

You allowed your hand to be raised in the air and for the Women’s World Championship belt to be slung over your shoulder. You decided to not let your revealed secret take away your triumph and you gladly stood on the ropes of the ring and held up the belt for the world to see. Most of the crowd were cheering which you were relieved at. 

Jumping out of the ring you picked up a mic and yelled out, “Checkmate, bitch!” before Kris attacked you with a hug which you happily embraced, knocking the microphone out of your hand. 

With smiles strewn across your faces, you limped up the ramp and gave the camera a wink and blew a kiss before heading through the tunnel. 

You were greeted with “well done”s and “congratulations”’s, and you didn’t fail to notice every one of them look at where your soul mark was. 

“I can’t believe I just did that”, you said to them all, still breathless. 

“We thought you were a goner when she had you pinned like that. Such a turn around”. 

“Saw it in the viewing room. Could’ve gone either way”. 

“Y/N…” a stern voice called to you. You turned to see who it was and came face-to-face with the one and only Tony Khan. 

Ah shit. 

“I hate to cut this celebration short but could I speak with you for a moment?” 

You stared in shock. “Uh yeah of course”. 

He couldn’t fire you, could he? It was just a soul mark. Even though the scenario that he would get rid of you was unlikely, the fear plagued your mind. 

— 

“I first want to say well done for securing the Women’s World Championship. You deserve it after all the effort you’ve put in this year”. 

“Thank you”, is all you managed to say. 

“I’m going to be straight with you. It was very irresponsible to keep something like a soul mark matched with another wrestler away from myself and the team. We would have understood if you wanted to keep that a secret from the public but not us. We could have helped you and prevented a situation like this from happening". 

You sighed, knowing he was completely right and you should have at least told someone about it so you could get help to cover it rather than taking it upon yourself to hide it from everyone. 

“We can’t do much about it now. The public already knows and we’ll just have to go with it”. 

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying, sir?” 

“If what you’re thinking is incorporating it into a story line, then yes”. 

You had such mixed emotions coursing through your veins at this moment. You were relieved that you weren’t in trouble, excited you were part of a new story line, thrilled that you’d just won your match against Toni Storm, and scared as to what your soulmate would say to you after this. 

He continued. “But I have to ask. Did Hook know?” 

You shook your head lightly in shame and looked down at the hands that sat fidgety on your lap. 

“Well I’ll give you time to sort out a few personal things, and I’ll make sure promos are recorded regarding your new on-screen romance first before there’s any action in the ring. Thank you”. 

You nodded in appreciation and left his makeshift office, now bubbling in anticipation at this new opportunity. You practically ran to your dressing room where Kris said she’d meet you and you’d get changed and party until dawn, drinking to celebrate your success and to also forget about the future encounter with Hook, well… Tyler is what you’d found out his name was, but you weren’t ready to be so casual with someone you'd never spoken to before. 

— 

When you were back at work, you expected Hook to approach you straight away, however, the most you got out of him was a mere glance your way or sometimes you’d catch him staring at your back, not that he seemed even the slightest bit embarrassed to turn away. 

You couldn’t possibly start any conversation with him. In fact, when you were told what was happening for one of the promos, introducing your on-screen romance, you never spoke to him about it and had to improvise when the cameras were placed on you both. 

“Danhausen, tell us how you’re feeling about the upcoming trios match?” The interviewer asked him. Danhausen being himself, he had this scary yet amusing pose with clawed fingers in front of him. 

“Very good. I have cursed all three of them so they may die before then”, he said in his freaky accent. 

“And of course you’re teaming with Hook and Orange Cassidy - a pretty strong team formed there if you ask me - how do you think they’re coping with the pressure of this match?” 

“I fear they are frozen”. 

“Uh frozen? What do you mean by that?” 

“Some powerful sorcery has frozen them in time. Look!”. 

The camera first focused on Orange Cassidy who was leaning up against a wall, both arms and legs crossed and slowly chewing on a piece of gum. 

The camera then turned to you and Hook who were told to stand opposite one another, simply staring into the other’s eyes, your soul mark being the one to show the camera. 

Although it was only acting, you still felt butterflies floating around your stomach since this was technically the most you’ve ever interacted with him, your soulmate. No one else’s soulmate. None of his adoring female fans had the same mark as him on their necks. The thought of you being the special one almost brought a smile to your face, but you had to stop yourself when you remembered the cameras. 

You used this time to really appreciate his facial features. How had you not realised how attractive he was sooner? His jawline was well-defined yet looked so soft to touch. And his eyes… so dark but so… intriguing… and… and… what were you saying? 

You’d got so lost in the moment that you hadn’t even realised that the cameras were no longer on your faces. It was only when the clicking of Danhausen’s fingers in between you both that you were brought out of your trance. 

“I fixed them! I didn’t know I could uncurse someone…” 

You saw Orange Cassidy on the other side of the room, peeking over the top of his sunglasses with his suggestive look at you. Hook hadn’t once flinched or maybe even blinked and still continued staring your way. The fear and self-consciousness struck you like it had done a thousand times before and you awkwardly walked past him towards catering where you were to meet Kris and Willow. 

You were smitten alright. Unmistakably. And you did not want to make yourself feel even more flustered than that situation had already made you. 

— 

The plan was simple. "Timeless" Toni Storm and her husband and AEW wrestler, Juice Robinson, would talk shit about you in the ring, daring you to come out with the belt. You’d go out, say something snarky, they’d beat the crap out of you, and Hook comes out to save you. Easy. Simple. 

Except it really wasn’t that simple. Not when Hook was involved. You couldn’t bring yourself to confront him again. Danhausen’s promo was only the beginning and you only just managed to hold yourself together then. 

It took you a few laps around your hotel room that morning to clear your mind of the worries. Once all of this was over and everything made sense in the world, there would be nothing left to worry about and you would actually be able to get on with your life and career in peace. 

You were backstage, ready for your entrance. Hook stood only a couple metres away, eating a bag of chips. If there was one thing you definitely knew about Hook as Tyler, it was that he loved chips. Even when the cameras were nowhere in sight you always saw him with chips to hand. 

“...so what I want to say to Venus is that if you want to disrespect my beautiful wife, then you can come out here and say it to me as well. Come on! What are you afraid of? Everyone knows your dirty little secret now so you might as well show it to the world!” 

You took that as your cue and motioned for the sound and visuals manager to play your into. When it began, you wasted no time strutting out on stage, with no bother sending kisses to the crowd. After all, you were meant to be angry at them. 

You were given a mic at the end of the ramp and when you entered the ring, the power couple before you stood tall and confident, looking down at you who stood alone with your newly won belt you felt the need to protect. 

“Let us not dither with such a minor dispute. I don’t want to waste my time with an extra”, Storm laughed, and you heard a few boos in the crowd. Thank you. “You have stolen what is mine and I want it back. Now”. 

You smirked to the crowd and back at her who had her hand out expectedly. 

“It’s actually my belt now. My belt, my championship, my title. If you want it, you’ll have to come and take it from me. Mr. Loverboy over here don’t scare me”. 

An impulsive thought suddenly came to you whilst saying that. Where were their soul marks? Were they matching? People get into relationships, but normally they wait for their soulmates for marriage. Perhaps you just couldn’t see their marks, you thought, but then inwardly grimaced at where it might be as Robinson wasn’t exactly hiding much of himself with the amount of clothing he was wearing. 

“And where’s yours?” she asked. “Are you done staring at each other or are you still both lost little puppies, looking for their owners?” The teasing began to infuriate you. She must have been told to make the most of how she was the one to shed the light on your soul mark. 

“It’s… none of your business…” you awkwardly stated, glancing off to the side. 

“I’ll tell you what is my business. That championship. Darling?” 

Within seconds, the mic flung out of your hands for goddess knows how many times now and before you knew it, your hands were pinned behind your back and you had fallen to your knees, hair pulled to look up the 1920s star, officially at the mercy of the couple. 

As always, Storm dramatised the entire scenario, acting as if the belt was an Oscar she’d won for a picture show, and suddenly flung it to the side of the ring before striking your face with her forearm several times and you could do nothing but endure it. 

At one point you decided to test the waters and spat at her, who gasped disgustingly and kicked you to the side and you dropped on the floor. 

As if on cue, the arena darkened and Action Bronson played through the speakers, notifying you that Hook had entered the scene, and the butterflies yet again fluttered in your chest. 

Don’t get nervous now with millions of people watching you, Y/N. 

At the sight of Hook striding down the ramp with his cold-hearted yet handsome, sort of devilish expression - oh you got why they called him that now - Robinson and Storm ran past him towards the tunnel, Hook intimidatingly puffing out his chest through his hoodie as they crossed. 

The crowd went absolutely wild when they saw that Hook hadn’t stopped there and fought, but climbed through the ring and stood over your feeble state. As expected and without any exchange of words, he offered you a hand which you looked to the audience for approval before accepting gratefully. 

Ahhh it hurts so much. I didn’t realise the soulmate bond was this powerful. Was he feeling the same as me? How was he so cool about this all? 

You smiled as you both walked up the ramp in style, a couple that were quite frankly unstoppable to AEW. 

You didn’t bother lingering backstage, hoping that maybe Hook would finally approach you since you still couldn’t gather the courage to do it yourself. It was rather hypocritical of you seeing as you had an entire year to say something, but you just wanted to know if he was interested in you or not before making a fool out of yourself. 

A small gasp escaped your lips when a strong hand gripped your arm and spun you around where you faced the devil himself. He stared at you like he had all those other times, although you noticed the subtle desperation in his expression as his nose twitched and eyebrows furrowed, adjusting his jaw. 

His eyes shifted and you followed his gaze to where your mark was and self-consciously reached up to touch it but his hand gently took hold of your wrist, stopping you, and his head leaned closer toward your neck. 

Was this a chapter out of Fifty Shades of Grey or something? 

You couldn’t tell if your heart had stopped or if it was beating so furiously that it would burst out of your chest. A shiver sent down your spine and a shaky breath left your lips when you felt his own brush over the mark you shared, giving you the perfect angle to see his own soul mark. 

It really was a replica of the one you had which was a given. 

His head lifted out of your neck and he met your eyes again, this time exhibiting a sly smirk telling you that he knew exactly what he was doing to you. 

How devious… but you couldn’t deny that you were loving every second of it. 

“Why were you ignoring me?” you finally managed to ask after weeks since your mark was first shown in the ring. His obvious attraction and reveal of his need for you as well fuelled confidence within you, and you were glad that this encounter had turned out the way it had. 

“Why did you hide this from me?” He placed a hand on the side of your neck which now filled you with warmth and comfort. 

You kept quiet and bit your bottom lip as you didn’t really have a good explanation for why you did what you did. 

He chuckled lightly and quickly looked over your body, licking his lips - a small detail that only someone as close to him as you were in that moment would have noticed. 

“Well now I know we’re soulbound, it’d be rude not to ask the lady for a drink after the show. So how about it?” 

A large, mischievous grin swept across your face. “I’d love to. But you should know that I don’t commit on the first date. Not to anyone”. 

“Not even to your soulmate? Aren’t you meant to be the goddess of love?” 

“Are you saying you’re already in love with me?” 

You had both found yourselves gradually getting closer and closer. You didn’t even realise when your chests had come into contact, breath tickling each other’s faces. 

“Can’t argue with the soulmate bond”. 

Almost in desperation, your lips crashed into Hook’s who’s hands travelled to your waist to somehow pull you even closer than you already were, your arms snaking around his neck, fingers sliding through the hair at the top of the nape of his neck. 

“...I thought these videos were meant to be about me…” a voice broke you out of your kiss and you felt Hook huff and pout like he usually does, making you giggle at his childishness. 

You turned and saw Danhausen standing, watching you both in confusion with the camera crew situated behind him, pointing towards you. 

This was undoubtedly going to be aired in a promo but you couldn’t care less in that special moment of yours. The crew left once they realised that you both weren’t going to budge from where you were. You’d just been thrown in the arms of your soulmate after a year of knowing the truth and over a month of incredible attraction. 

Your attention was very quickly back on the man securely holding you in place, and you decided to tease him a little if that was the game you were going to be playing. “I’m not just the goddess of love. I’m the goddess of beauty… desire… sex…” 

Knowing exactly where you were going with this, his smirk returned, bigger than before. “Well let’s see. Beauty? Check. Desire?” He told a hold of your hand before guiding it towards the bulge that stuck out of his sweatpants. You squeezed his length gently, earning a soft groan before pulling your hand away again. “Check. Sex? Well I guess I’ll be the judge of that”. 

His hands slid down, cupping your ass and lifting you up with ease as you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. You felt yourself being carried through the halls backstage and you used this time to entangle your hands back through his hair which caused him to squeeze where his hands were placed on your backside. 

You lightly nibbled on his neck where the mark was and breathed in all of him. 

Ugh. Did he always smell this fucking good? 

You didn’t care if the people you passed were judging you or not; you only cared that all this tension was finally about to be released. 

“You’ll be turning full heel after the night is over, baby. I’m about the fuck all that gracefulness out of you”. 

You giggled and leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “You just try me”. 

THE END. 

#hook aew #hook x reader #aew #danhausen #aew fanfiction #hook x you #hook x y/n #hook fanfiction

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Most Essential Vocabulary #2

Part 2 of Most Essential Vocab, as always I’ll include notes when I think something needs more explaining and I’ll point out regionalisms when I know them. 

And if anyone has any alternate words/regionalisms they know of for things, please let me know - it helps me and everyone else too!

...I also REALLY overdid it with the food categories, but it’s pretty much the majority of things you can find in a grocery store, market, or supermarket as far as food... except for more specific things like names of fish (which I don’t always know myself, and isn’t THAT essential unless you go to the fishmonger a lot)

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Occupations [Los Oficios]

I’ll be including the male and female forms of things - anything with just one form is unisex

Note: Pretty much anything with -ista in it is unisex, even if it ends in A; as an example el artista or la artista. 

trabajador, trabajadora = worker [n] trabajador(a) = hard-working [adj]

abogado, abogada = lawyer abogado/a defensor(a) / la defensa = defense lawyer / defense fiscal / abogado/a de la acusación = prosecutor [generally in a trial it’s the abogado/a “attorney/lawyer” or la defensa as a general term, and then you have el/la fiscal “prosecutor”... who is also technically abogado/a but a different function]

doctor, doctora = doctor

médico, médica = doctor [specifically medicine]

maestro, maestra = teacher [lit. “master”; it is often used with teachers that cover multiple subjects and pre-college/university... usually a maestro/a tends to teach younger children, or they’re a “master” or “teacher” in martial arts or music]

el profesor, la profesora = professor [more common in university and for people who are more experts or who have specialized learning degrees]

hombre de negocios, mujer de negocios = businessman/businesswoman

artista = artist

músico, música = musician [not to be confused with la música “music” by itself which is a noun]

dentista = dentist

sastre = tailor

albañil = builder, construction worker [lit. “bricklayer”; this is sometimes the word for “mason” and general construction work and those working with stone, brick, or cement]

contratista = contractor 

granjero, granjera = farmer

cocinero, cocinera = cook

chef = chef

camarero, camarera = waiter, waitress / server* mesero, mesera = waiter, waitress / server [more Latin America]

panadero, panadera = baker [specifically el pan “bread”]

pastelero, pastelera = baker [specifically cakes or pastry; as la pasta means “dough/pastry” and los pasteles are “cakes”]

carnicero, carnicera = butcher

cazador, cazadora = hunter [la cazadora could also be “huntress” if you’re feeling fancy]

leñador, leñadora = woodcutter / lumberjack, “lumberjill”

mago, maga = magician [or “mage” if you’re playing an RPG; usually mago/a in the real world means someone who does illusions or card tricks etc]

científico, científica = scientist

químico, química = chemist [someone working with chemicals]

farmacéutico, farmacéutica = pharmacist / chemist [UK]

biólogo, bióloga = biologist

pescador, pescadora = fisher

marinero, marinera = sailor

cartero, cartera = postal worker, courier, “mailman” / “mailwoman”

soldado = soldier

atleta = athlete

nadador, nadadora = swimmer

jugador / jugadora (de algo) = player (of something) [in some contexts el juego “game” or jugador, jugadora can be “gambling” and “gambler”]

futbolista = football player / soccer player

beisbolista = baseball player

luchador, luchadora = fighter / wrestler

electricista = electrician

informático, informática = computer tech, IT [internet tech] person [la informática is the general word for “computer sciences” - so anyone who deals with computer things is often called informático/a]

programador, programadora = programmer

plomero, plomera = plumber [Latin America in general] fontanero, fontanera = plumber [Spain and parts of Mexico and Central America] gasiftero, gasfitera = plumber [parts of South America]

técnico, técnica = technician [also sometimes someone who repairs things; it’s not just “tech expert”, it could be very widely applied]

policía = police officer

autor, autora = author

escritor, escritora = writer

dramaturgo, dramaturga = playwright

actor, actriz = actor / actress [sometimes actresses use actor for themselves as a way to distance themselves from the gender of it all; but in general you see actor/actriz and los actores “actors”... saying las actrices specifically refers to “actresses”]

poeta, poetisa = poet [we rarely use “poetess” in English today but it exists]

escultor, escultora = sculpter

pintor, pintora = painter

contable = accountant [I think Spain] contador, contadora = accountant [more Latin America; lit. “counter”]

político, política = politician

juez (sometimes jueza in feminine) = judge

banquero, banquera = banker, bank worker

cajero, cajera = cashier / clerk / teller (at a bank) [cajero/a really means “someone who operates the cash register” but la caja “box” is also applied to la caja fuerte “safe” or “strongbox” so it applies to bank tellers as well; anytime there’s a cash register involved, you’re probably dealing with a cajero/a]

dependiente, dependienta = retail worker, sales clerk

el dueño, la dueña = owner / landlord, landlady

propietario, propietaria = owner, property owner

jefe, jefa = boss

asesor, asesora = consultant

consejero, consejera = advisor, consultant, counselor / councilor (someone serving on a council)

gerente, gerenta = manager manager / mánager = manager

empleado, empleada = employee

*Note: camarero/a by itself is often used as “waiter/waitress” but in some places it means “maid” as in the person who cleans up rooms in a hotel. This is because camarero/a originally meant “chamberlain” related to la cámara “bedroom/chamber” or la cama “bed” - a camarero/a would attend to someone like their personal servant and in older works it meant an adviser or someone who oversaw an important person’s appointments and sometimes coordinated their outfits or oversaw the other staff.

It came to be “waiter/waitress” in inns and hotels and the noble houses where someone might be coordinating your sleeping arrangements and also making sure you were fed, possibly serving you themselves

Today, camarero/a is often your “server” in (I think?) Spain, but in other places they’re the people cleaning up after you at a hotel. To the best of my knowledge, the cleaning crew is typically el criado or la criada “servant” - but often la criada means “maid”, both in history and today............. and outside of Batman you rarely are going to see el mayordomo “butler” used, but just in case, there it is

The term mesero/a is directly related to la mesa “table” so they’re specifically the person bringing things to and from the table which no added meanings. To the best of my knowledge this is more common in Latin America; and your camarero/a is probably the cleaning crew

*Note 2: The word músico/a for “musician” is the umbrella term. Most instruments have their own word and frequently end in -ista... such as pianista “pianist”, flautista “flautist” / “flute player”, or baterista “drummer”, as well as guitarrista “guitar player” and bajista “bass player”

You’ll find more specific terms for specific sports, activities, and other skills. Many end in -ista, and some like martial arts have specific works themselves

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el oficio = occupation / job, job title

el puesto = position

el hueco = vacancy [lit. “a hollow/empty spot” or “gap”; can refer to jobs or empty spaces in schedules/calendars, or it can mean “a hollow” of a tree or a “gap” in something]

el trabajo = job / work

la labor = labor, work [used both for working hard and childbirth]

trabajar = to work

laborar / laburar = to work [regional; especially common in South America or Río de la Plata]

el tajo = “work”, “workplace” [I think this is regional; lit. el tajo is “a slice” or “slash”]

la oficina = office

el bufete = firm [usually law firm]

la compañía = company

la empresa = enterprise

el despacho = office (someone’s personal office; usually for teachers or bosses; this is not the “office” you typically work in, this is someone’s private workspace)

Also worth pointing out - somewhat related - that a “doctor’s office” is frequently el consultorio. It’s specifically the place you go to for a consulta “examination” or “medical exam”; so it’s more the actual building. In some places you will see “the doctor’s” referred to as la clínica “clinic” or “doctor’s (office)”; and in some places el hospital although this is very regional as sometimes el hospital or la clínica can carry different connotations of being privately owned or not

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Buildings and the City [Los Edificios y la Ciudad]

el edificio = building

el rascacielos = skyscraper [lit. “scratches skies”]

el pueblo = town / population (people)

la aldea = village, small town

la ciudad = city

la calle = street / road

el callejón = alley

el coche, el carro, el auto = car [all are regional, all make perfect sense to everyone but they are regionally preferred - Spain tends towards coche, Latin America in general prefers carro, and parts of South America use auto]

la carretera, la autopista = highway

la acera = sidewalk [semi-related la acera is also used in many expressions related to sexually; ser de la otra acera or ser de la acera de enfrente tend to mean “to play for the other team” as in “to be gay”, and literally they mean “to be from the other sidewalk” or “to be from the opposite sidewalk”]

la escuela = school

el instituto = institute / high school [regional]

el colegio = high school [regional]

la universidad = university, college, academy

el banco = bank [el banco can also be “bench” in some places]

el mercado = market, marketplace

el supermercado, el súper = supermarket

la biblioteca = library

la farmacia = pharmacy la droguería = pharmacy [regional]

el hospital = hospital

la clínica = doctor’s office / clinic

la estación = station la estación de tren = train station la estación de policía / la comisaría = police office

el andén = platform

el ayuntamiento = town hall, city hall

la iglesia = church

el catedral = cathedral

la mezquita = mosque

el templo = temple

la sinagoga = synagogue 

el parque = park el parque de diversiones = theme park

el monumento = monument

la galería (de arte) = art gallery

la peluquería = hair salon, hairdresser’s

el bufete = law firm

la oficina = office

la fuente = fountain

la estatua = statue

el aeropuerto = airport

el puerto = port

el barco = ship

el muelle / los muelles = docks, wharf

el autobus, el bus = bus

el taxi = taxi

el restaurante = restaurant

el café = cafe

la granja = farm

la finca, la hacienda = estate / plantation [sometimes “farm” but in the sense of “this is the main house on the farmlands”]

la pastelería = bakery (cakes/sweets)

la panadería = bakery (bread)

el centro comercial = shopping center / mall

la librería = bookstore 

el castillo = castle

el palacio = palace

la fábrica = factory

el taller = workshop / art studio

el estadio = stadium

el correo / los correos / la oficina de correos = post office [kinda regional, but el correo is “mail” so it all makes sense regardless]

la tienda = store [la tienda literally means “tent”, so you will see it as la tienda de camping “tent (for camping)” as well; this is because people’s shops used to be outside and covered in awnings or tents, or they could be mobile and they’d set up tents to sell goods]

el almacén = department store [lit. “warehouse”]

el museo = museum

el teatro = theater

el cine = movie theater, “the movies”

el acuario = aquarium

el planetario = planetarium el observatorio = observatory

la torre = tower

la fortaleza = fortress

el portal = gate [or “portal”]

la puerta = door

la ventana = window

el cristal = window [lit. “crystal”, but el cristal is commonly used for “a pane of glass” and “windows” in general; it may also refer to “glass” in general... the other word for “glass” is el vidrio which is sometimes more formal or the material, but el cristal can be the glass part of clocks, watches, compasses, etc]

la casa = house

el hogar = home

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In the Kitchen [En la Cocina]

la sal = salt

la pimienta = pepper

el azúcar = sugar

la miel = honey

el agua = water [technically feminine noun]

la grasa = fat

la harina = flour la harina de maíz / la maicena = cornstarch

el ácido = acid

el aceite = oil el aceite de oliva = olive oil el aceite de girasol = sunflower oil el aceite de cártamo = safflower oil el aceite de sésamo = sesame oil el aceite vegetal = vegetable oil el aceite de cacahuete/maní = peanut oil el aceite de coco = coconut oil el aceite de aguacate = avocado oil

el vinagre = vinegar

el huevo = egg

la yema = yolk

la clara (de huevo) = egg white 

la tortilla = omelet

[when it’s not the tortillas you see in more Latin American food, a tortilla refers to “omelet”; literally a tortilla refers to “turned/twisted” from torcer, so it originally meant something that was flipped halfway through, or partially folded]

la tortilla de papa / patata = potato omelet [EXTREMELY common dish in Spain] la tortilla española = Spanish tortilla / potato omelet

la tortilla de maíz = corn tortilla la tortilla de harina = flour tortilla

Vegetables [Los Vegetales]

los vegetales = vegetables las verduras = vegetables, greens

la lechuga = lettuce

el tomate = tomato

la zanahoria = carrot

la cebolla = onion

el puerro = leek

el apio = celery

el ajo = garlic el diente de ajo = garlic clove [lit. “tooth of garlic”]

la papa = potato = Latin America la patata = potato [Spain]

(las) papas/patatas fritas = (French) fries / chips [UK] [lit. “fried potatoes”]

la batata = sweet potato el camiote = sweet potato [Central America] el boniato = sweet potato [usually more Rio de la Plata]

la alcachofa = artichoke

la col / el repollo = cabbage

el brócoli = broccoli [has some other regional spellings like brécol or bróculi but generally the same sound-ish]

la coliflor = cauliflower

la col rizada, el repollo rizado = kale [lit. “curly cabbage”] la berza = kale

la calabaza = pumpkin

el calabacín = squash / zucchini / gourd

la berenjena = eggplant, aubergine

el pepino = cucumber

el pimiento = bell pepper [regional]

el chile / el ají = chile pepper

el aguacate = avocado

el hinojo = fennel

la aceituna = olive [regional but the most standard] la oliva = olive [regional]

el hongo = mushroom la seta = mushroom el champiñón = mushroom [all regional but all mostly make sense to everyone else; I believe champiñón is more common in Spain]

el guisante, los guisantes = pea, peas

el nabo = turnip

el rábano = radish

la remolacha = beet el betabel = beet [regional] la betarraga = beet [regional]

la espinaca = spinach

Meat and Fish [La Carne y El Pescado]

la carne = meat / flesh

el pollo = chicken / poultry

el pavo = turkey

el puerco / el cerdo = pork [or “pig”]

el jamón = ham

la salchicha = sausage

el res / (la) vaca = beef [la vaca being “cow”]

la hamburguesa = hamburger

la ternera = veal

el bistec = steak

el lomo (de algo) = loin [usually el lomo de res or el lomo de puerco]

el solomillo = sirloin

el filete = fillet

la albóndiga = meatball [depending on region the exact kind differs, but in general las albóndigas are some kind of meatballs]

el conejo / la liebre = rabbit / hare

la rana = frog

el caracol, los caracoles = snails

el pescado = fish

el bacalao = cod

el salmón = salmon

la platija / el lenguado = flounder

el atún = tuna

la trucha = trout

la pez espada = swordfish

la perca = perch

el esturión = sturgeon

la merluza = hake

el abadejo = pollock

la anguila = eel

la anchoa / el boquerón = anchovy

la sardina = sardine

la almeja = clam

el mejillón = mussel

la ostra = oyster

el calamar = squid

el pulpo = octopus

la vieira = scallop [many regional names here, just saying]

el camarón = shrimp la gamba = prawn, shrimp [both generally mean the same thing, but they are more regional; a gamba is typically bigger in my experience but because they look the same they get used as the same general thing]

el marisco, los mariscos = shellfish, seafood [general term; if you’re being specific, los mariscos mean “anything from the sea”, but if you’re differentiating fish and shellfish you use el pescado for “fish” and los mariscos for “shellfish”]

Dairy [Los Lácteos]

el lácteo, los lácteos = dairy products

la leche = milk

la nata = cream  la crema = cream [more or less the same, but some places use one more than the other; everyone understands it though]

el queso = cheese

el yogur = yogurt

la mantequilla = butter la manteca = lard

Starches and Legumes [Los Almidones y Las Legumbres]

el almidón = starch

el maíz = corn

la empanada = empanada / fried dumpling [lit. “covered in bread”, so it can be many things that are covered in dough; I’ve even seen “pot pie” called empanada]

el pan = bread la hogaza = loaf (of bread)

la miga / la migaja = breadcrumb

el trigo = wheat

la avena = oat

los cereales = cereal / grains

el arroz = rice

la pasta = pasta [sometimes “dough”]

el espagueti, los espaguetis = spaghetti

el ñoqui = gnocci

la lasaña = lasagna

los fideos = noodles

la legumbre, las legumbres = legumes

la lenteja, las lentejas = lentils

el frijol, los frijoles = beans la habichuela, las habichuelas = beans la alubia, las alubias = beans la judía, las judías = beans [they all kind of mean “beans”, it’s all regional but frijoles makes me think of Mexico or some parts of Latin America; typically they add a color to specify... so you might see las judías OR las habichuelas verdes for “green beans”, or you might see las habichuelas rojas or los frijoles rojos for “red beans” or “kidney beans”; everyone mostly knows what you’re talking about, don’t worry]

Fruits [Las Frutas]

la fruta = fruit

la manzana = apple

la naranja = orange la mandarina = Mandarin oranges / oranges

el melocotón = peach [Spain] el durazno = peach [Latin America]

la cereza = cherry

el coco = coconut

la piña = pineapple

el albaricoque = apricot [Spain] el damasco = apricot [Latin America] el chabacano = apricot [Mexico]

la uva = grape

la toronja = grapefruit

la fresa = strawberry [in general] la frutilla = strawberry [in some countries; fresa in some countries can be “posh” or “rich”]

la frambuesa = raspberry

la mora = mulberry / blueberry [sometimes la mora azul]

el arándano (azul) = blueberry

el arándano rojo = cranberry

la baya = berry

el higo = fig

el dátil = date

el melón = melon

la sandía = watermelon

la ciruela = plum la ciruela pasa = prune 

la pasa, las pasas = raisins [la pasa can refer to any kind of dried fruit, usually it’s “raisins” meaning la uva pasa “raisins” from grapes, or la ciruela pasa “prune” from plums]

el limón = lemon

la lima = lime [sometimes it’s limón for “lime”; it’s very confusing and regional]

la banana = banana el banano = banana [regional; sometimes “banana tree”]

el plátano = plantain / banana [regional]

Nuts [Los Frutos Secos]

los frutos secos = nuts [lit. “dry yieldings”; where fruto as “fruit” refers to anything that a plant produces or “bears”]

el maní / el cacahuete = peanut

la castaña = chestnut

la nuez = walnut

el pistacho = pistachio

el anarcado / la castaña de cajú = cashew

la almendra = almond

la avellana = hazelnut

la semilla = seed

la semilla de girasol = sunflower seed

la semilla de calabaza = pumpkin seed la pipa = pumpkin seed [Spain; la pipa is just “pip” or “seed”] la pepita = pumpkin seed [Mexico; it’s a specific type, but in general la pepita can be a pumpkin seed or a small seed]

la mantequilla/crema de (algo) = butter (of some kind) la mantequilla/crema de cacahuete/maní = peanut butter la mantequilla/crema de almendra = almond butter

Herbs and Spices [Las Hierbas y Las Especias]

la hierba = herb [or “grass”]

la hoja = leaf

el tallo = stem, stalk

la albahaca = basil

el laurel, la hoja de laurel = bay leaf, laurel

el perejil = parsley

el orégano = oregano

la salvia = sage

el romero = rosemary

el tomillo = thyme

el eneldo = dill

el cilantro = cilantro / coriander 

la especia = spice

la corteza = bark (of a tree) / crust (of bread/cake)

la raíz = root

la canela = cinnamon

el jengibre = ginger

el clavo = clove [or “nail” or “hoof” in general]

la pimienta = pepper (spice)

la pimienta de Jamaica = allspice [lit. “Jamaica pepper”]

el cardamomo = cardamom

la cúrcuma = turmeric

la nuez moscada = nutmeg

el cilantro = coriander / cilantro

la (semilla de) mostaza = mustard (seed)

molido/a = ground en polvo = ground [lit. “in dust (form)”]

el polvo de ajo = garlic powder el polvo de cebolla = onion powder el polvo de chile/ají = chili powder el polvo de curry = curry powder

la paprika = paprika [often the Hungarian sweet kind] el pimentón = paprika [often the spicy Spanish kind, commonly the spice for chorizo, but pimentón can also be used for “bell pepper” in some places]

la sal = salt la sal marina = seasalt la sal en escamas = flakey salt [lit. “salt in scales”; the escamas are “scales” for fish or reptiles, but en escamas is often the term for “flaked” or “flakey”]

Other Things [Otras Cosas]

el condimento = condiment 

la mayonesa = mayonnaise

el ketchup, el catsup = ketchup

la mostaza = mustard

la salsa = sauce / salsa la salsa de tomate = tomato sauce la salsa béchamel / el béchamel = bechamel sauce, cream sauce la salsa de soja = soy sauce

la soja = soy 

el vino = wine el vino tinto = red wine el vino blanco = white wine

el jerez = sherry

la cerveza = beer / ale

la mezcla = mix, mixture

la vinagreta = vinaigrette / salad dressing el aderezo (de ensalada) / el arreglo (de ensalada) = salad dressing [el aderezo may also mean “condiments” or “fixings” for other foods, but specifically for salads it’s “dressing”]

el puré = puree / mash, “mashed” / blended (el) puré de papa/patata = mashed potatoes (el) puré de manzana = applesauce [also la compota de manzana which is “apple compote”] (el) puré de calabaza = pumpkin puree, mashed pumpkin

endulzado/a = sweetened

enchilado/a = covered in chiles, covered in a spicy sauce

batido/a = whipped / creamed / scrambled [batir means “to strike” like “to slap”, or “to hit”; it could also be “stirred” and you may see it used along with agitado/a “stirred” or “shaken”]

relleno/a = stuffed el relleno = stuffing / filling

en escabeche = marinated / brined, in brine en salmuera = brined, in brine [el escabeche is “marinade” or “pickling juice”, la salmuera is literally “brine” as in related to salt water] 

hervido/a = boiled

adobado/a = marinaded (meat usually), covered in spices / spice rubbed [el adobo can mean a few things but it’s often a spice mix of some kind, sometimes a brine or marinade]

frito/a = fried

horneado/a = baked (in the oven) [from el horno “oven”, but hornear is “to bake” or generally “to use the oven”]

al vapor = steamed [lit. “(cooked) in steam”]

asado/a = roasted / baked

tostado/a = toasted

dorado/a = browned [lit. “made golden” from dorar “to gild” or “to coat in gold”, but in cooking it means “to brown”]

estofado/a = stewed, simmered

al horno = oven-baked [or al forno for Italian things]

encurtido/a = pickled los pepinos encurtidos = pickles [lit. “pickled cucumbers”]

el curtido = ceviche / slaw [generally it depends, but a curtido is some kind of sour marinated dish, and it can be vegetables like “coleslaw” OR it could be some kind of ceviche; if you see a curtido just know it is generally acidic or pickled]

la milanesa = breaded cutlet [anything milanesa refers to something breaded and fried; la milanesa de pollo is “breaded chicken cutlet”, la milanesa de res is “breaded beef cutlet” etc]

el sándwich = sandwich [standard I think (?); sometimes it has alternate spellings/pronunciations]

el bocadillo = sandwich [Spain usually, specifically on a long piece of bread like a baguette; for everyone else this is “mouthful” usually] la torta = sandwich [Mexico, specifically on a round roll] el emparedado = sandwich [I think mostly Spain; it literally means “between walls”]

la masa = dough

el pastel = cake [regional] la torta = cake [in Mexico a torta is a type of sandwich]

la tarta = tart, pie / cake [regional]

la galleta = cookie la galleta salada = cracker [lit. “salted gallete”]

la tostada = toast (a piece of toast)

glaseado/a = frosted/iced

el glaseado = frosting/icing la escarcha = frosting/icing [lit. “frost”] [you may also see la cobertura “topping” OR el baño “bath” as frosting or icing, it all depends]

la confitura = jam, jelly, compote, preserves la confitura de (algo) = (something) confit/compote/preserves

la jalea = jelly

la mermelada = jam, jelly, preserves, marmalade

la crema batida = whipped cream

el dulce, los dulces = sweet thing, sweets / possibly candy

la gomita = gummy candy

la golosina = candy [in general; kind of like the category like “confection”; all candies are golosinas really]

el chocolate = chocolate

la vainilla = vanilla

el helado = ice cream

dulce = sweet

agrio/a = sour, bitter ácido/a = sour, tart

amargo = bitter, sour

agridulce = bittersweet, sweet and sour

salado/a = salty, salted

picante = spicy [sometimes picoso/a or enchiloso/a though enchiloso/a to me implies a chile]

duro/a = hard

blando/a = soft

suave = smooth

espeso/a = thick [mixtures]

crujiente = crunchy

grasoso/a = greasy

aceitoso/a = oily

empalagoso/a, empalagante = cloyingly sweet, sickly sweet

seco/a = dry

mojado/a = wet empapado/a = soaked, wet

el sabor = taste

crudo/a = raw

cocido/a = cooked bien cocido/a = “well done” [for steaks]

Beverages [Las Bebidas]

la bebida = beverage, drink

el café = coffee

el tueste = roast [for coffee] el tueste claro = light roast coffee el tueste oscuro = dark roast tostado/a = roasted/toasted

el té = tea el té negro = black tea el té verde = green tea el té helado = iced tea

el té (de algo) = (some kind of) tea el té de manzanilla = chamomile tea el té de hierbas / el té herbal = herbal tea

el alcohol = alcohol

el trago = a shot (of alcohol)

(andar/salir) de copas = to go out drinking [la copa is “wine glass”, related to the word “goblet”, so de copas is “out drinking” in a way]

el vaso (de agua) = glass (of water)

la taza (de té/café) = cup/mug (of tea/coffee) / teacup or coffee cup/mug

la copa = glass (of wine)

el refresco = soda [regional] la gaseosa = soda [regional] la bebida gaseosa = soft drink

la soda = soda [can also be “seltzer water” or “club soda”]

con gas = carbonated, “sparkling” [lit. “with gas” sin gas = uncarbonated, “flat”

la cidra = cider

el vino = wine el vino tinto = red wine el vino blanco = white wine

el champán = champagne

la cerveza = beer la caña = draft beer [at least in Spain; idk about everywhere else; lit. caña is “reed” or “tube” so it means it comes from a keg or spigot or something is “on tap”]

el ron = rum

la ginebra = gin

el vodka = vodka

el whiskey, el whisky = whiskey el (whiskey) escocés = scotch [lit. “Scottish (whiskey)”]

la limonada = lemonade

el zumo = juice [Spain] el jugo = juice [Latin America, usually]*

la pulpa = pulp sin pulpa = no pulp

el hielo = ice con hielo = with ice sin hielo = without ice sobre hielo = on ice / over ice / “on the rocks”

mezclado/a = mixed

*el jugo is used sometimes in Spain, often with “meat juices” and jugoso/a is still “juicy” in many countries, but it’s more common in Spain for fruit juices to be zumo... whether it’s zumo de naranja “orange juice” or zumo de manzana “apple juice” etc

Some common drinks to know: la sangría is “sangria” [lit. “bloodletting” related to la sangre “blood”] which is wine with fruit. Since sangria can be kind of touristy, some places tend to have tinto de verano “summer red wine” which is often cheap red wine and some kind of fruit soda like sparkling lemonade or orange soda. Another common one is la clara which is beer and sparkling lemonade [I think close to a “shandy” in English though lord knows I rarely call it that]

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Meals [Las Comidas]

el aperitivo = appetizer

las tapas = tapas, appetizers [typically more of a Spain thing]

el plato fuerte = main dish, entree [lit. “strong dish”] el plato principal = main dish, entree

la ensalada = salad

la sopa = soup

el caldo = broth

el estofado = stew

el desayuno = breakfast [standard, but also sometimes regional where desayuno might be very early or more sweet]

la comida = lunch / meal [in general] el almuerzo = lunch [US/UK; for most other places it’s a midmorning meal]

la merienda = snack / teatime, high tea

la cena = dinner

el postre = dessert

la comida ligera = light meal

la comida basura = junk food

There’s so much to say about eating schedules in Spanish vs English but really your experience will be different depending on if the country has a siesta culture. Just know many of the words can be HIGHLY regional

In most Spanish-speaking countries la comida is “lunch” [lit. “food”]; but in the US we typically say el almuerzo as a meal that happens at noon. Depending on where you are your entire eating schedule is different but in the US we have three meals - el desayuno, el almuerzo, la cena. Your exact meal schedule will depend on the country you’re in

¡Buen provecho! = Bon Appetit, “Dig In” [said before eating]

¡Salud! = Cheers! [lit. “health”, said before drinking during a toast] ¡Chin-chin! = Cheers! [a less formal toast, it’s literally the sound of glasses clinking together so it implies everyone sort of touches their glasses before drinking; chin-chin is often said with salud at these times so you’ll probably hear them both at the same time at an informal party/occasion]

la sobremesa = “dinner conversation” [a culture concept; la sobremesa literally is “above table” but it’s the word for talking and hanging out with friends and family over a meal, sort of like chitchat or conversation... it’s the act of growing closer “at the table”]

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School Subjects [Las Materias]

la escuela = school

la tarea = homework / task

la materia = school subject

las matemáticas (mate / las mates) = mathematics, math

el álgebra = algebra [technically feminine]

la geometría = geometry

el cálculo = calculus [or “calculations”, it can be used like “I did the math” or “I ran the numbers”... that’s cálculo too]

la ciencia = science

la biología = biology

la química = chemistry

la física = physics

la informática = computer sciences, IT

la historia = history

la geografía = geography

los estudios sociales = social studies

las bellas artes = fine arts [arte is typically masculine, but in certain contexts it’s feminine - usually for las bellas artes or las artes marciales “martial arts”]

la literatura = literature

la escritura = writing / creative writing la narrativa = writing / creative writing [la narrativa means “narrative” but also could mean “storycraft”, as in one’s ability to write/tell a story]

el arte = art

la música = music

el drama = drama, theater [masculine] el teatro = theater (place and a subject)

el idioma = language [masculine] la lengua = language [lit. “tongue”]

la lengua y literatura = language arts [lit. “language and literature”] las artes del lenguaje = language arts

la poesía = poetry

la comunicación = communication

la traducción = translation

la psicología = psychology [sometimes it’s written as sicología without the P; they’re both correct, but psicología is more common]

la sociología = sociology

la medicina = medicine

el Derecho = Law [often capitalized; by itself el derecho means “a right”]

la contabilidad = accounting

la enseñanza = teaching

la educación físicia = physical education, PE / gym

la gimnasia = gym [it also is “gymnastics”, or basic “physical exercise”]

el deporte / los deportes = sport / sports

el atletismo = track and field / athletics [sometimes “track and field” is (la) pista y (el) campo but pista y campo might also be el atletismo]

(el) tiro al blanco = archery / darts [lit. “the act of shooting at the target”, but el tiro “shooting” can also refer to guns as well]

la esgrima = fencing

la natación = swimming [the noun, not the verb]

Many sports-related things are influenced by Greek traditions - la gimnasia as “gym” or “physical exercise” or “gymnastics” literally means “things pertaining to the gymnasium” which is where people would work out or play certain sports or exercise. And similarly el atletismo means “track and field” because it referred to the kind of sports professional athletes practiced in Greece or practiced for the Olympics... specifically the ones that used to be done outside, such as el maratón “marathon”, running, etc. Obviously we don’t have the discus or horseracing in most schools, but the Greek influence is there. And because el atleta means “athlete”, el atlestismo also refers to “athletics” in general

#Spanish #langblr #spanish vocabulary #language learning #learn Spanish #vocabulario #learning spanish #so much vocab #ref #long post

[clementine-kesh]

my vision for seska and seven interaction is that seska shows up through her usual convoluted means like from an alternate universe or something and she’s like “a borg drone?? how… fascinating 😈” and seven’s like “girl who even are you” and seska is sooo offended b’elanna hasn’t mentioned her whole deal to her new toxic yuri situationship she gets really angry and launches into a scott steiner wwe style villain monologue like “you know they say all people are created equal, but you look at me and you look at you and you can see that statement is NOT TRUE! see, normally if you go one-on-one with another wrestler you got a 50/50 chance of winning. but i’m a genetic freak and i’m not normal! so you got a 25% chance at best at beating me!” meanwhile b’elanna’s on comms to chakotay like “she’s loose again get the net”

#star trek #voyager

[tache-noire]

i love watching both AEW and WWE and seeing like, the alternate universe versions of wrestlers.

bron breakker to me is like "oh they have a wardlow over here too"

#smackdown lb

[plentyoffandoms]

Main Masterlist ♡ Adam Copeland Masterlist ♡ Christian Cage Masterlist ♡ Alternate Universe Masterlist

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Creampies. Unprotected sex, p in v. Oral (m & f receiving). Mentions of reader being attacked by ex-boyfriend, but nothing descriptive.

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

Gifs and photos do not belong to me.

WC: 1793

Part 2 requested an anonymous. Hope you like it, & and I'm sorry it has taken so long. I can only write on the weekends.

William Jason "Jay" - Christian Cage

Part 1 can be found here.

CHRISTIAN CAGE'S POV

I was standing in her washroom, trimming my beard when I heard the sound of her headboard smacking against the wall.

I smiled, and shook my head as I listened to her moan Adam's name as he got his morning fuck in. Ever since that night, months ago, the three of us have been together.

At first, she said this should be a one-time thing, and Adam and I agreed, not wanting to push her away, but the three of us just couldn't stay away from each other.

Like when I couldn't find Adam, and I found the two of them fucking in the washroom, or when he found her sucking me off in my truck.

In the end, we agreed that we would be together. We each still have our place, and we take turns spending time at each place.

She has date nights with one of us, and sometimes both of us. But we have kept this to ourselves. Not wanting or needing the judgemental eyes of our community and co-workers on us, but mostly her.

We know that Adam and I would get praised for both landing the same woman, but she would be treated like shit, and well neither one of us could have that.

I leaned against the doorframe to her bedroom and watched the two of them, palming myself through my work slacks.

She was on her hands and knees, facing towards me, with Adam behind her. She reached out to me, moaning, "Please." And how could I ever say no to that?

I unzipped my pants as I walked towards her, grabbing the back of her head, bringing her mouth down to take me down her throat.

◆

A few nights later, Adam and I were at my place, just having a guys night. We were watching the hockey game, groaning at the fact that the Leafs were once again losing.

I was so convinced that they were actually going to win this game, that I put wager on it. "Pay up, Jay." Adam laughed at me, holding his hand out. I slapped his hand away.

"You mark my word Adam, they are going to win."

"Are you watching the same game as me, right? I am a big Leaf fan, but come on. They are not going to win this one. Now pay up."

"I will not pay anything until the final buzzer."

Adam kept running his mouth, and I had to step away and get something from my kitchen when he came running into the kitchen, putting on his leather jacket.

"We gotta go."

"Why? What's going on?" I grabbed my jacket and keys.

He quickly explained to me what was going on, and all I saw was red as I drove us to her place.

"So let me get this straight. She called from her closet, hiding." I said, trying to wrap my head around this.

"Said through tears that her ex is there. He climbed in through the window, and she didn't realise he was there until he was behind her."

"He is a dead man."

"Jay, you know we can not commit murder." Adam was looking at his phone, and as I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, I saw his expression change. I could see the anger come over his face.

"Faster."

"What happened?" I started to speed up.

"He found her."

◆

I know I went above the speed limit, but we had to get to her. We got out of my truck, and Adam was faster than me. He already had the door open by the time I was behind him.

"Orangeville PD." We both called out. I closed the door behind me.

My head swung to the left when I heard her call out our names, which sounded like it was coming from her bedroom.

I kicked her door in, and I could see the two of them struggling, which stopped when they heard the door getting kicked open.

"What the," the asshole of an ex didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before he was pulled off of her by Adam.

I was already calling the station as I went to comfort her, not knowing how if she wanted me or Adam to touch her right now.

But she wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her face in my chest as I told the station what was going on.

I hung up the phone and wrapped my arms around her, letting her cry as we waited for the cops to show up. I looked at Adam, and he was looking at her, and I.

◆

Once everything was done, I looked at Adam and her. He was comforting her now, running his fingers through her hair and rubbing her back.

"Can I stay with one of you?" She asked.

"Of course, love, like you even had to ask. Let's pack you a bag." I said.

It didn't take long with the three of us to pack and squeeze into my truck.

"She can stay at my place tonight." Adam offered, and I agreed. Knowing he has the bigger bed that can fit all three of us.

ADAM COPELAND'S POV

She decided to take a few days off, and Jay and I did as well. Wanting to be near her. We wanted her to know that we would be there for her.

She never strayed too far from us. Always with one of us, and that suited us just fine. We were going at her own pace, and we thought that was the right idea.

That was until she spoke up during her favourite meal that I just finished cooking for her.

"Why haven't you touched me?"

I almost choked my mashed potatoes when she said that.

"What do you mean, baby? We are always touching you." Jay said as I took a sip of my drink.

"I mean sexually. It's like you two won't touch me."

I put my hand on her thigh as she sighed. "We just didn't want to push you, love. We were giving you the space we felt like you needed."

"Well, what I need is to have you two take me. I want to think of your hands on me. Not his."

"Now?" Jay asked as he wiped the corner of his mouth with his serviette.

"Please." That was all she needed to say before I lifted her into my arms and the three of us walked towards the bedroom.

◆

My lips were attached to her clit as I fingered her, brining her closer and closer to what I believe is the fourth orgasm of the night for her.

Jay had her against his chest, playing with her tits and kissing and biting her neck. He bit down on that one spot that always makes her squeal, and she did. It sounded like music to my ears. I puller my mouth away from her pussy, but kept fingering her.

"Is this what you needed, baby?"

"Yes, Adam." She moaned.

"You think you got one more in you before we fuck you?" Jay asked her, trailing his nose up and down her neck. She shook her head no.

"Oh, I think you do, baby. One more on my mouth and fingers and then we will fuck you. Show you who you belong to."

My mouth was barely back on her pussy and she was squeezing my head with her thighs as her pussy tightened around my fingers, as she soaked my face for the last time.

She was breathing hard as she slumped against Jay's chest. This last orgasm taking it out on her. I removed my fingers and my mouth from her pussy.

I fisted my cock as I lined myself up with her pussy, and pushed in slowly. Savouring the feeling of being inside her once again. Her own eyes fluttered as I bottomed out.

I pulled my hips back and slowly entered her once more. Her head flung back, and her eyes now closed. "Open your eyes baby and watch him fuck you." I gripped her chin and she opened her eyes and looked down to watch me disappear over and over again, until my pace was brutal.

I wanted to finish in her but not her pussy. I pulled out, must to her disappointment, but Jay lifted her just enough to sink her onto his cock as he fucked up into her.

I got off the bed and fisted my cock as I stood next to the bed. She opened her mouth just as I groaned out her name, my cum hitting her cheek just before she wrapped her lips around the tip and started to suck.

I forced her to take more of me, and I groaned once I felt her throat swallow my cum.

She kept sucking until I pulled back, looking down at her. Her mouth was still hanging open as Jay fucked her through her orgasm. My cum was still on her face, which I cleaned up with my thumb.

I placed my thumb on her bottom lip, and she closed it around my thumb and sucked it clean.

I pulled back and watched from the side as Jay flipped her onto her back, and fucked her into the mattress. Her legs over his shoulders as he brutally fucked her.

"Who do you belong to?"

"Adam and Jay." She cried out her answer to Jay's question

"That's right, darling, and no one will take you from us." I said as I sat down in my chair in the corner of the room.

She cried out Jay's name one last time before he too stilled as he came. Filling her pussy so much it started to leak out onto the mattress.

"Fuck." Jay loudly said, stunned at the fact that he was still cumming.

I stood up just as he pulled out of her. The two of us watching his jizz leak out of her.

"Thank you." She quietly said, breaking me from my daydream of her sticking her fingers in her pussy and sucking her fingers clean.

"Mmm, I don't think the memory of his hands is gone." I said, my hand wrapped around my half-hard cock.

"I need a few minutes, but I agree with you, Adam."

She held her arms open at me, and I took the spot between her thighs that Jay just vacated.

I wrapped her leg around my waist once more and leaned down to kiss her, tasting myself on her lips.

"We always got you, baby girl." I said as I ground my pelvis against her, feeling myself getting harder and harder.

"Always." Jay said from the side.

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

#aew #all elite wrestling #reader imagine #female reader #reader insert #christian cage smut #adam copeland smut #christian cage imagine #adam copeland imagine #christian cage x reader #adam copeland x reader #christian cage x f/Reader #adam copeland x f/Reader #christian cage x you #adam copeland x you #christian cage x female reader #adam copeland x female reader #christian cage x f/Reader x adam copeland #alternate universe #wrestlers smut #wrestlers x f/Reader

[positivelybeastly]

30 Facts about Hank McCoy

So, I just realised that there may be some of you out there who don't know Hank, or maybe only know him at a passing glance from scattered memories of the 90s show, or you just saw a big fuzzy blue man with cute glasses and hit follow.

If that last one applies to you, incredibly based, thank you, I appreciate you.

But I figured it might be good for you to get an idea of just who he is and what you can expect from him!

He's a goddamn hippie.

2. He fucks.

3. He likes to hang upside down for reasons.

4. You can bounce a quarter off his ass.

5. He can piece together a human body by memory.

6. He didn't always used to look like this.

7. He likes Oingo-Boingo!

8. He has an evil counterpart called Dark Beast who's kind of an asshole!

9. He finds it hard to maintain a consistent look.

10. He's taught at Harvard!

11. He once jumped into space without a helmet to save the woman he loves.

12. He's going through a bit of Bond villain phase in the comics at the moment. Don't worry 'bout it.

13. He's been to the Dr. Seuss dimension!

14. He has a catchphrase!

15. He likes to poke fun!

16. Even when he's evil, he's kinda cute, tbh.

17. He can be a damned idiot sometimes.

18. He had a short lived career as a wrestler!

19. He and Dazzler have something special.

20. In an alternate universe, he was Pope!

21. He has a soul.

22. He's been awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom nine times!

23. He's factored that.

24. If you piss him off, he just kinda starts stripping???

25. He had a puppy called Sassafras! (It's a kind of deciduous plant.)

26. He was the initiator of the first male-male kiss in a Marvel comic!

27. He gets scared sometimes.

28. He cured a genetically engineered virus from 1,000 years in the future (with some help from his friends)!

29. He's great with kids.

30. He's my guy.

#outofmuffins #memories. #Hank McCoy #is my guy

[neptune-lover]

Pregnant? Pt6

Author note:HOWDY sorry this took forever I've been sick the last few weeks and late last week I ended up getting an allergic reaction to something we still don't know yet I see my allergist soon about it but I've also had writers block so I apologize this took so long but here it finally is

Tag list: @hauntedpostpersona @moxkindagirl @babybatlover

Tw: talks of pregnancy, mentions of death and miscarriage, mentions of vomit/throwing up and mentions of sex, use of their real names

It's been about a week since Rhea took the test and you guys went to the appointment and found out that both of you we're in fact pregnant about 2-2 and a half months to be exact. Both of you and all 3 of the boys were very excited but some other people didn't have the best opinions about this. Of course you guys had to tell hunter so he could plan a head and set up a promo to announce you departure from the company for about the next year. The boys decided that it was alternate 1 being home and the other two being away every week so one of them would be home with both girls. Hunter was very excited to hear the news considering he was the one who brought you to NXT from Japan all those years ago. But some of your fellow could workers were not the happiest although you had the ones who were your closest friends out side the WWE Universe like Baily, Becky, Asuka, Seth, liv and so many others but then again not all of you got along in real life like solo sikoa which was weird because the rest of the bloodline were very good friends with you and Damian. Speaking of bloodline Sami was another wrestler fond of you all because of the whole poly thing he never understood and though it was selfish for someone to date more than one person. But all your guy's friends threw a party for you and Rhea as a going away for now kinda thing which was a lot of fun Bad Bunny was there as him and Damian were still the best of friends Rey was there as he was happy he was getting 2 grand kids and he said that if Eddie was still with all of you he would be so happy for all of you and be proud if how far Dominik has come and some of your friends brought their little ones as everyone loved them like edge brought Ruby and lyric and Becky and Seth brought Roux but it was a lot if fun and you were so tired afterwards that when you got home you and Rhea got changed into some pj's and just passed out on the bed. It's been a few days since the party and currently you were sitting on the couch waiting for Finn to finish cooking lunch because you were extremely hungry and today Rhea decided she wanted to backstage with the other two because it was Finn's turn to stay home today so it would just be the two of you.

Hey guys that's all for part 6 I hope you enjoyed again so sorry it took so long I had a bunch if shit going on and I don't always also have a bunch of motivation so being sick and all that didn't help with that but hopefully I will be back to making a bunch of stuff soon and don't forget to check out my request post I'm currently working on one but please feel free to flood my inbox cuz that also give me motivation and also if you aren't sure if I do a character ask in the request and I'll DM you if I make stuff for that character or not

#rhea ripley x reader #damian priest x reader #dominik mysterio x reader #the judgement day #poly! judgement day x reader #finn balor x reader #wwe x reader #demi bennett x reader

[illarian-rambling]

❤️‍🩹- What would your character look like if they were a deity? And what would they have power of, and ❣️- What show/movie/game/book universe would your character thrive in? for the heart ask game :3 (sorry if you've alr answered these ones!)

I have not, thank you!

If my characters were gods, I think they'd be the gods of little things. They're only people, after all.

Izjik would be the goddess of a well-needed ass beating. Ever seen a middle school bully get their head bounced against a locker because they called a wrestler girl fat? Ever had your mind expanded by sparring against someone way better than you? These are Izjik’s domain. She appears to the worthy as a gray cloaked silhouette with bloody handwraps and a proud smile.

Sepo would be the god of the feeling you get while listening to your favorite song. Screaming out the lyrics in the car. Getting goosebumps while listening to it for the first time. He is the bearer of such feelings. He shows himself as a glimmer of dark eyes reflecting from your phone screen, radio dial, or record player.

Twenari would be the goddess of lab safety. She protects her followers from acid spills and accidentally getting crystal violet on their clothes. Occasionally, if someone has earned her wrath, they might find the chemical shower they need to use to be out of water. She appears as a whirl of colorful liquids found in the disposal bucket.

Djek would be the god of party safety. Say a prayer before you go out to the club, and you'll always find someone trustworthy to hold your drink while you use the bathroom. His faithful always find their way home even when stumbling drunk. He appears as a hazy form only to those who are heavily intoxicated, taking their hand and leading them back to their friends.

Astra would be the goddess of academic risks. She's who you pray to when you use some funky grammar in an essay or when you have to bullshit your way through citations. If your prayer pleases her, your gamble will pay off. She shows herself as a smiling face present in the twisting characters of an academic article or online journal entry.

Mashal would be the god of powering through dysmorphia. Sometimes, your body doesn't look or feel how you want it to, and sometimes, in the moment, you can't do anything about it. Mashal offers the persistence to go out and have an alright day regardless, granting the knowledge that it won't always be this way. He appears as a half-glimpsed figure in mirrors and windows, always with a comforting hand on your shoulder.

Ivander would be the god of interesting things happening at work. Having a boring day at your office job? Pray to Ivander and something might happen. It might be a food truck in the parking lot. It might be Kelly from HR getting into a screaming match with the IT guy. For good or for ill, he will always send something interesting your way. He takes the form of a faceless man in a suit, laughing at the edge of the scene.

As for what book/show/game/movie they'd be good in, that's a tougher one. Don't blame me if half of these end up being cosmere related lol

I've never seen the Walking Dead, but I do believe Izjik would do fantastic in any zombie apocalypse. She's got a good sense of community and is great at any sort of survival stuff. Alternatively, she could survive the Magnus Archive version of London. She's already used to one overbearing being named End - so what if you slap a The on there?

Sepo would do well on Roshar, the setting of the Stormlight Archive. He likes storms, he'd make a great ardent, and I think he could hear the parshendi rhythms through sheer force of will. If he ended up as a Radient, and lord knows he has the trauma to do it, he'd be an Elsecaller. The only problem would be, if he's an ardent, he'd have to shave his head, and that's a no go for him.

Twenari would legitimately enjoy being trapped in Aperture Labs. She loves puzzles and science. So what if there's some bodily risk? I think she'd actually get along with Glados and end up just asking for more puzzles once she finishes them all.

Djek would do well in the setting of The Kings of the Wyld. There, adventures are treated like rock bands, and afforded all the glitz and glamor you might assume comes with the station. He might not be the strongest fighter, but by god, can he work a crowd. He'd have a mob of fangirls by the end of his first quest.

Astra, as I've said before, would rule the setting of Mad Max. To be fair, I've never seen a Mad Max movie, but I know it has big trucks and scary guns, which are Astra's jam.

Mashal would do alright for himself in the Star Wars universe. There's just so much out there. He could wander the outer rim, helping whoever he finds as he goes. There are also a lot of other robots and robot-adjacent beings out there, so I think he could definitely find someone like himself to relate to.

Ivander, for my second cosmere setting of this post, could survive Elantris. More importantly, he could be afflicted by the Shaod and not go insane. He's already used to bearing an immense amount of pain. He'd probably just say "fuck it, were organizing this shithole now" and get to it before Raoden.

Thanks for the asks, these were fun ones :)

#writing #writerscommunity #writblr #my ocs #author

[antimony-medusa]

Do you like EXCHANGES?

Do you like ALTERNATE UNIVERSES?

Are you absolutely baffled and amazed at how I have found another exchange to come and tell you about again here?

Correct, the answer to all of the above is yes.

I am come here today to sing the siren song of the AU Exchange, here in nominations phase through midnight (british summer time) on the 24th.

So like you nominate your guys, right, is how it works, and then when signups come around, you select your guys and you also select a freeform tag from the long list of possible aus. And then your gifter writes you that AU for your blorbos! And the reason I specifically have come here to do my little exchange dance is look at this list of aus.

I got through like a quarter of the freeforms. When I tell you they have EVERY POSSIBLE AU— or myabe they don't? Maybe there's one left that you want to see? They're still in nominations! You have today and tomorrow to nominate! Go! Nominate ALL: Wrestler AU

(Note that it's always a good idea to read the rules for nomination before you start, but in this case the "all" means it can apply for all canons, instead of like specific aus that only work for one fandom, like Hermitcraft: RenTheKing Did Public Executions or something, I dunno, I haven't had coffee yet this morning.)

Anyways I really want to do this exchange and I would LOVE to match on MCYT so I am here to lure in MCYT people with me into big exchange. Nominate your guys! Help me fill out the Celebrities & Real People (sigh) pane of the tag set! Hermit-friends! QSMP-friends! DSMP-friends! Join me!

tag set: https://archiveofourown.org/tag_sets/15871

event blog: https://auexchange.dreamwidth.org

#gift exchange #fandom gift exchange #mcyt

[ao3feed-itafushi]

Death by Glamour

by eridanuus LATEST NEWS from JUJUTSU WORLD: Pro-wrestler Itadori Yuuji caught in public holding hands with supermodel Fushiguro Megumi. Could there be a possible love story brewing right underneath our noses? Read more on page 16 to find out. Yuuji stares dumbfounded at the cover of the shitty tabloid magazine before flicking his eyes back up to Nanami’s face. He sputters, trying to think of an excuse before Nanami slams the tabloid down on the table. “Yuuji,” his voice is quiet, stern. Yuuji freezes. “Mind telling me what this is all about?” Words: 6802, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Chousou (Jujutsu Kaisen), Toudou Aoi (Jujutsu Kaisen), Kugisaki Nobara, Gojo Satoru, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna, Ozawa Yuko, Nanami Kento, Zenin Mai Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Wrestling, Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Eating Disorders, Paparazzi, Press and Tabloids from AO3 works tagged 'Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji' https://ift.tt/pviBD42

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #itafushi #itadori yuuji #fushiguro megumi #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #fushiita

[lovecatsys]

Tag/Brian Cruz Appreciation Post

Brian is the only Academy X character from the main two squads who never got any real character work in the main title, he remains pretty strictly a background character in Weir/DeFilippis and is quickly killed off in Kyle/Yost. But it's clear that before they were kicked off the book, Weir/DeFilippis were going places with him, and we can see it in the New X-Men: Hellions mini and in House of M.

(more under the cut)

In this miniseries, the Hellions squad are all granted wishes by a villain named the Kingmaker. Julian's wish was for fame and glory, and pretty quickly his wish was granted when he stops the assassination of a governor, and the press is immediately all over him. It's later revealed that the journalist who spoke to him also works for the Kingmaker, and Brian was in on this and helped him out by directing the questions to her so that Julian could look good to the public.

Later on, Brian is acting as an agent for Rockslide, who's wish was to become a pro wrestler. He reveals that his wish was simply to help his friends with their own wishes, and doesn't seem to have any problem with this at all. We know that his original wish the Kingmaker thought was dumb, so he changed it to this, which Julian is a bit bewildered by.

Brian is clearly a very selfless person, he is committed to getting his friends what they want and doesn't seem to care that much about what he wants for himself. I'm very curious what his original wish was, presumably it was something that he actually wanted for himself, but was okay with giving it up.

Weir/DeFilippis have talked about the direction they were taking Brian on their blog, where they stated that he had no sense of self outside of his friends. (x) This is definitely what I have analyzed from this mini as well.

We can also think about the fact hat Brian's powers are really specific and not exactly the most helpful in a combat situation. Pretty much every time he uses them it's shown to have a really short term effect. Compared to the rest of his teammates, with Julian and Sooraya being ridiculously powerful, Santo being very strong, Cessily's powers being very combat effective and Kevin's deadly touch, he probably feels very outclassed and useless. If having a sense of self is something he already struggles with, this must be a huge insecurity for him. In fact, part of the reason he might want to help his friends out so much with their wishes could be that he wants to feel useful for once.

In House of M, Brian is in a very different place as a character. Instead of being Julian's best friend and part of the Hellions, he's actually part of the "New Mutants Academy" along with Prodigy, Wallflower, The Stepford Cuckoos, and Quentin Quire.

Quentin was not a part of the Academy X class at all since he was a Morrison character and was comatose throughout the history of the book. However, since House of M was an alternate universe where a lot of dead people were shown to be alive, and a lot of wrongs were righted and "greatest wishes" came true, Quentin is here and appears as he did before the riot at Xavier's - his hair still brown and still looking like a nerd.

And case in point, everyone at this school seems to hate him, except for Brian.

Brian consistently sticks up for Quentin when other students are being rude to him, though Quentin dismisses Brian each time he does. This is very in character for Quentin, but it's interesting that Brian doesn't have any (negative) reaction to the way that Quentin treats him.

Later, at the end of this issue, Quentin is forced to commit suicide by Laurie because he finds out via his telepathy that she and her dad are working for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Brian eventually finds Quentin's body, and refuses to believe that he would have committed suicide. He also says that he was planning on hanging out with Quentin that night. Laurie's father, who is a therapist then comes in and lies that Quentin had been seeing him and was struggling with suicidal ideation, to cover up his and Laurie's tracks. Brian refuses to believe this as well, claiming that he would have known and that Quentin was his friend.

Heartbreaking as this scene is, despite the fact that Quentin was shown to be rude to Brian in front of others, it appears they were actually close friends. We can assume that Quentin either was much nicer to Brian when they were by themselves, or simply doesn't know how to be kind to his friends. My money's on the latter, and that Brian knew this and was alright with it. Brian is shown to be a very emotionally intelligent person, and Quentin struggles in relationships with others most of all.

Brian later is confronted by the Cuckoos, they offer their condolences and he lashes out, angry at them for being rude to him. They agree with Brian that they don't think he was the type to commit suicide, and Brian thinks more on this and begins to suspect Garrison's hand in Quentin's death because of his pheromone powers.

It's clear that Brian feels bad for Quentin, that all the other students hated him and didn't care to understand him. He was all Quentin had, and now Quentin is gone.

Later on, Karma catches Brian going through files to try to find evidence against Dr. Garrison, she doesn't believe him at first, but it still sets a bit of doubt in her that leads her to getting help from Doug Ramsey, using his powers to go through Dr. Garrison's computer and finding out that he's a deeply undercover agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Garrison then comes in and is about to kill them with his powers the same way his daughter killed Quentin, when Brian in turn uses his powers to save the teachers.

Brian accidentally ends up making Garrison kill himself by jumping out the window of the building trying to "get away" from himself. Brian feels awful about this, he didn't want to kill someone. But he saved Doug and Xuan's lives.

In this alternate universe, Quentin almost replaces Julian as Brian's best friend- the friend that he attaches himself too. Unlike his situation with the Hellions though, Brian doesn't have any friends outside of Quentin. It appears that the fact that he's Quentin's one true ally has made him an outsider at the New Mutant's Academy. Yet instead of feeling lonely and sorry for himself after Quentin's death, he is still thinking of Quentin and trying to prove that Quentin didn't kill himself. He cares deeply about Quentin, just like he cares deeply about Julian and the Hellions in the regular universe.

One thing I think is also very interesting about Brian is how in both examples, with both Julian and Quentin as his best friends, he joins in on them being rude, or even straight up bullying others, but when he is alone with either of them he's just a very sweet kid. This goes hand in hand with the fact that he's tied his sense of self to his friends.

I mentioned earlier that often times in House of M certain character's situations in the alternate universe are based on their "greatest desires." I have a theory about how this could apply to Brian. Weir and DeFilippis have stated that though they weren't planning on it, they did have an idea in their heads for a future arc where Brian falls in love with Julian. (x) This wouldn't have worked out for him, since Julian is in love with Sofia and presumably straight. However, Quentin Quire is a character who has always had a queer aesthetic and has had queer subtext as well. In House of M, it's possible that Brian's wish was being able to date his best friend and this has come true, with Quentin instead of Julian. This is just a wild theory though.

So yeah, though Brian didn't get any character work prior to House of M and the Hellions mini, just these two stories set him up for what could have been a really interesting arc, and hint at who this kid is on the inside. It makes it all the more devastating that Kyle and Yost killed him off, and he is very unlikely to get a story ever again. But, I can dream. I love this kid, and I wish there was more appreciation for him out there in general.

#brian cruz #tag #x men #new x men #academy x #new x men academy x #new x-men #new x-men: academy x #new x men: academy x #house of m #this kid needs more appreciation hes my underrated fav #cw suicide

[eemr1000]

So I asked an ai to write a normal mortal kombat au

Mortal Kombat: Earthrealm At Peace

In this alternate universe, the Mortal Kombat tournament was never held and the world is at peace. The warriors of Earthrealm have decided to put their battles behind them and pursue more peaceful endeavors. Sub-Zero has become a famous ice skating champion, while Scorpion has found success as a fire eater in a circus. Kitana, the former princess of Outworld, has opened a restaurant specializing in Outworld cuisine, while Mileena works as a makeup artist.

Despite the peace, the warriors of Earthrealm are still prepared to defend their realm if necessary. They still train regularly, and are always ready to protect their loved ones.

In this AU, the characters have more normal lives and spend most of their time in their everyday activities.

Johnny Cage has retired from Hollywood and now runs a successful karate school. Kano has started a construction company and is working on several new skyscrapers in Earthrealm. Goro has become a professional wrestler and frequently appears on TV. Baraka is now a chef and has a cooking show on TV.

Of course, not all characters are as peaceful as the ones above - there are still some who seek to cause trouble. Shao Kahn wants to reign over Earthrealm, and he has sent his minions to spread evil. Shang Tsung is still interested in stealing souls and has sent his sorcerer, Quan Chi, to gather souls for him.

Sonya Blade is now an FBI agent and often works with Jax Briggs, who serves as her partner. Kung Lao has opened his own kung fu dojo, training the next generation of martial artists. Jade is working as an archaeologist and has discovered some amazing artifacts. Liu Kang is teaching martial arts in Wu Shi Academy.

#mortal kombat #kung lao #liu kang #johnny cage #sub zero #hanzo hasashi #kenshi takahashi #kuai liang #raiden #lord fujin #Baraka #sonya blade #shao kahn #shang tsung