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[magnoliacharmed]

Worthy of Her

(not my gif!)

18+, Jeff Hardy x Fem!Reader one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Word count: ~3.2k

Tags: flirting, oral sex (female receiving), condomless sex, cheating (reader is cheating on her boyfriend w/ Jeff), slight angst, reader’s boyfriend is an asshole lmao

Summary: 

Jeff Hardy finally makes his move on you after seeing how badly your boyfriend treats you.

"No, I'm through with this back and forth shit you keep putting me through! I'd rather you leave instead of cheating on me all the damn time."

Your flip phone felt hot against your ear. Or maybe it was your ear that felt hot against your phone? Your mind buzzed with irrelevant thoughts. Anything popped into your mind to keep you distracted from your boyfriend jabbering away on the other end. He was being mean again and starting to yell. His voice sounded tinny over the little speaker and made you have to pull the phone away from your ear.

"Call me back when you wanna act like an adult!" You slammed your phone shut and clomped away from the dark corner you hid yourself in for the call. Your boyfriend was a referee when he bothered showing up for work. It was incredibly embarrassing to have him no-show. Your ambition bothered him enough to make him put his own job at risk for you to look bad. Tonight he didn't show again and Vince McMahon decided to blame you. He screamed in your face for a few minutes before leaving you with hot tears flooding your eyes.

You hated crying in public.

Deep down within you, you knew it wasn't a sign of weakness to cry in front of others. If anything, it could be strong. Letting your feelings go when they couldn't be held in any longer, damn the consequences or reactions was a very powerful act… for everyone else. For yourself? It made you a crybaby. A weakling. A little kid. Those thoughts playing on a loop in your head certainly didn't help your emotional state.

Unrolling the thin toilet paper from the arena's bathroom stall, you delicately patted your tears away from your face. The last thing you wanted to do at that moment was look at yourself in the mirror, but you knew your heavy eye makeup would be smudged. Luckily you'd already done your job as valet for the night so the fans didn't have to see you with raccoon eyes and a streaky foundation face. It was almost worse to have the other wrestlers see you like this instead. At least with the fans you could pretend.

The deep breath that filled your lungs and poofed out of your body with relief grounded you much more than you expected. No more tears. You had to push your personal life to the side for the time being. You faced the sink's mirror and carefully tried to salvage what was left of your makeup. It was a hatchet job you had to admit but nothing a little eyeliner and powder couldn't fix. The thin heels of your strappy sandals click-clacked on the tile floor, each sound filling you with confidence. Both hands pushed the bathroom door open with more pizzazz than necessary. Fuck it! Fake it 'til you make it.

"Quite an exit, darlin'. Or an entrance, maybe?"

Your hand shot up to your chest as you gasped.

"Jesus, Jeff! You scared the shit out of me."

Jeff Hardy was standing by the door of the bathrooms looking very relaxed. He'd been trying his best to not to hover around you since you'd debuted earlier in the year. It was getting harder and harder to stay away though. The one thing that always drove him crazy about you was the smell of your perfume. It was some kind of fancy, expensive scent that seemed like it was created just for you. It wafted in the air whenever you walked by. With you standing so close to him now, chest heaving and eye makeup a mess, the scent was even stronger.

"Sorry, my bad." He chuckled as you began to calm down. You figured if anyone had to see you in this state at least it was Jeff. The past few months you two had flirted with each other casually. A quick wave here and there or a playfully amorous compliment were shared between you two. It never went any further because of your relationship with your boyfriend. Jeff had met him and didn't have too high of an opinion of the man. He ran around acting like a big shot all the time. He tried to make himself the star of the matches. Sometimes Jeff wondered why he hadn't been fired yet. After hearing the tail end of your heated phone call with him it all made sense. You wouldn't let him get fired. No matter how much of a jerk this guy was, you cared about him and didn't want to be the reason he got let go.

Your glossy lips fixed themselves into a pout for a split second. They settled into a slight frown as the sudden burst of energy you had went pop . You didn't have to be "on" with Jeff. As the weeks passed you came to appreciate that about him. His light eyes searched your face and watched the little changes in your expression. You seemed to want to speak up.

"I must look crazy, huh?" You laughed at yourself in a self-defeating kind of way.

"Even if you did, I wouldn't tell you." Jeff moved closer to you. There was a great comfort in that closeness you two shared. It was nice to revel in it after such an upsetting conversation. "What's goin' on?"

"It's just my boyfriend. He's so stupid sometimes! He's got a great job here. A lot of people would kill to do what he does, you know? And what does he do instead of showing up like he's supposed to? He--" You didn't want to admit the last part aloud. He cheats on me. It made you feel like a failure even though it wasn't your fault. You shook your head, not able to complete the sentence. It hung in the air awkwardly.

"I hope you don't mind me sayin' this… but that man of yours is an asshole." Jeff's strong southern accent was always so endearing to you. You felt a little guilty getting turned on by it as often as you did. It was hard not to though, the sweet and occasionally sexually-charged words surrounded in his voice worming into your brain.

Your laugh twinkled around you and your eyes lit up at Jeff, happy to have been distracted by his presence. Without thinking you leaned into him to kiss his cheek, strands of his purple hair brushing by you. Tingles spread through your entire body at the contact. Jeff got overwhelmed at your gloss smudging against his cheek, the scent of your perfume wrapping around him, and your chest rubbing just the slightest against his. It took a lot of restraint to not pull you away into the nearest empty room and put his face between your thighs. Your boyfriend was now not just a nuisance but also an obstacle.

The kiss, as chaste as it was, turned your mood completely around. You broke away from Jeff and gasped.

"What do I have to do to get you to leave him?"

"Jeff--"

"I'm serious. I'll do anything."

"That's sweet of you. Really, it is. There's nothing you can do though."

"Nothin' at all?" Jeff's fingers began to play with the bottom edge of your shirt, the pads gently touching your skin. He reached under the fabric to caress your lower back. The fabric of his mesh shirt scratched a bit at you. His lips played against your neck, light kisses making your head swirl. His body was so warm, so warm that you thought you'd pass out right there.

You knew you needed to speak up and stop this. It wasn't right! You know how you felt when you caught your boyfriend in bed with other women. The way your heart dropped out of your chest every time made you feel guilty about the way Jeff touched you now. But did your boyfriend ever stop to consider your feelings? Did he ever stand up for you? Everything you did for him and he never even said thank you. A soft moan shook you from your thoughts.

"What the fuck is this?"

Your boyfriend seemed to appear from the ether. He stumbled in with his referee uniform wrinkled and a wild look in his eyes. Jeff pulled away from your neck with an excruciating amount of patience. Just as soon as he had you where he wanted you this guy showed up. You got wet at the look of anger on his face. Nervous too, hoping and praying this wouldn't turn into a brawl.

"What does it look like?"

"Jeff!" You breathed, surprised.

"I've been so sick of you, dude. You've been trying to fuck her for a while now and you finally caught her."

"Don't you have somethin' better to do like skipping out on work and fucking ring rats?"

Oh God, you thought. Alarm bells sounded off in your head. As nice as it was to be defended like this you didn't want to cause trouble.

Your boyfriend's wild gaze moved to you. His sweaty face moved into yours with shifty eyes assessing you deeply. With the way he was breathing you thought he was on the verge of a heart attack.

"Now you're telling all of our business. To him." His rough grip on your arm shocked you.

Just as soon as you began to worry about how close he was, his grip was released from you abruptly. A loud slam against the wall knocked the wind out of the sweaty man. Your eyes widened at the sight of him slumped against the floor. Jeff rammed him into the wall faster than you could blink.

"Don't you ever grab her like that again." Jeff growled into your boyfriend's face. He roughly pushed the man over onto his side.

You were at a loss for words. Your eyelids blinked continuously, tears once again welling up in you. This time though it wasn't from anger or sadness. Jeff's physical display of defense for you made you happier than you imagined. Your boyfriend looked pathetic lying on the floor. It finally began to click that he was a weak excuse of a man. Jeff had been around to support you like your boyfriend should have been doing this whole time. Jeff was more caring than your boyfriend had ever been and the two of you barely knew each other. Jeff's face contorted at the sight of your tears. He knew he shouldn't have handled your boyfriend like that.

"Honey, I'm sorry for that. I hope you're not too upset with me. I can call the doctor around for him." Jeff waved away the man on the floor.

"Upset?" Your bewilderment at yourself was rising. How could you be upset? "Jeff… I'm in awe. You did that for me."

"You deserve it. He doesn't know what a prize he's got." No longer angry, Jeff stared at you with an undeniable amount of lust in his eyes.

"Stay with me tonight." You returned his look. "I need you to stay with me tonight."

Jeff nodded his head. A production assistant broke the moment up by tapping him on the shoulder, not sparing more than a second at the slumped man on the floor.

"You're on in five, Jeff."

He let himself get pulled away from you, turning his head behind him to catch another long look at you.

---

The ride up in the hotel elevator was dead silent. The sexual charge between you and Jeff was palpable. The two of you stood side by side with each other, fingers almost touching more than once. Your emotions came and went in waves. Bouncing between guilt, anger, happiness, being horny, embarrassment was getting to be a little much. Jeff on the other hand had one thing on his mind. His eyes roamed along your body as you fidgeted around. The ding of the elevator made you rush forward and leave him behind. You so anxiously wanted to unlock your room door and let him have his way with you.

You frantically unlocked the door. Jeff's erection pressed into your backside impatiently. Your brain whited out at the feeling of it. It had been a long time since a man had displayed such powerful feelings towards you that you had forgotten what it was like. To be wanted so strongly could be scary.

The door clicked open. The both of you almost fell on the floor with the way you rushed in. Frantic hands roamed all over your body. For Jeff, feeling every inch of you was his dream come true. You pushed him off of you with little force.

"Close your eyes."

Jeff didn't hesitate, lids shutting closed in an instant. Him listening to you so easily turned you on even further. There were no big arguments with him. You stripped out of what little clothing you wore. The thin fabric of your shirt hit the floor first and was followed up by your tight shorts and lace bra. You left on your lacy underwear as a surprise for him.

"Open 'em."

Jeff's eyes shot open and stayed wide at the sight of you. You were gorgeous. He knew this already of course, but seeing you in all of your glory in front of him reaffirmed it. He approached you slowly. There was a deliberate attempt at trying to restrain himself. You appreciated that. A part of you wanted to scream at him that it was okay, it was okay if he just ripped your panties off and took you right there. Instead though you took advantage of having a man be so patient with you.

Jeff's arms wrapped around your waist. He pushed you down onto the bed gently to lay his head against your stomach. For a second he rested there to take you all in. The motions of your breathing both calmed him down and made him harder. His face being so close against you again was out of this world. He hadn't even done anything to you yet and you were on the verge of coming.

Your fingers tangled into his brightly dyed hair. The way he styled himself was so cool to you. The first time you ever spoke to him was to compliment his facial hair, some intricately patterned affair that was different whenever you saw him. He played it cool at your words. After you had disappeared from him though, he wore his brother down singing your praises. You'd finally talked to him and the first thing you'd said was a compliment. From that moment on he decided that he'd get you one day.

While you had gotten lost in your mind Jeff had pulled your panties down from you. You were open to him now. Your legs spread apart easily at his touch and your heart pumped a million miles a minute the closer his face moved into you. Those light eyes looked up at you the entire time his tongue began to move around you. Just with the simple movements of his tongue slowly licking up your outer lips you moaned more loudly than you had in years. Man, were you deprived. Humming noises escaped your mouth as he kissed your inner thighs before moving to your clit. Your fingers clenched more tightly than you expected at the roots of his hair as his tongue swirled anxiously around you. Your eyes shot around your head looking for a spot to rest your vision on the ceiling above you. They finally tired themselves out and your lids shut.

A deep pressure began to build below your stomach. It had been a long time since you'd felt it. Being fully engulfed between you, the scent and wetness of you taking over every sense of him made Jeff dig his nails into your hips and push your body further into his face. Your own fingers clenched the covers beneath you. Jeff's hand released itself from your hips and grabbed at one of your hands. The two of you interlocked fingers as he took you through one of the most intense orgasms you'd ever felt. Stars danced at the edge of your vision. Your voice called his name out over and over.

"Oh my God," You couldn't stop repeating yourself. Those three words just couldn't help but to keep falling out of you. Jeff pushed his pants off and threw his shirt on the floor. He was so handsome in the throes of lust. You breathed deeply at the feeling of him pressing his body weight against you. You returned his earlier favor of his lips against your neck by pressing yours against his. There was an all encompassing hunger that took you over now and it made you want to mark him up. You wanted everyone to know that you were with him. He could sense this feeling from you and let you leave a deep hickey on his neck. You nipped a bit at him when he entered you with a slow thrust. As badly as he wanted to push into you with his full length, he paced himself. The two of you had the whole night.

"Oh darlin'," He whispered in your ear. "I've been waitin' for you."

You were filled to the hilt. Something primal was gathering up in you. You wanted to scream at feeling this good. It wasn't fair that this is what you had been missing out on. You kept your eyes shut for fear of overstimulation. The feeling of your walls being massaged so perfectly was incredible. You whimpered with every thrust and the slow pace of him. You knew his eyes were staring a hole through your head but you just couldn't bring yourself to open them.

"Open your eyes for me. Please," His words came out so sweet that you instantly focused on him. It was hard to deny him. There were no regrets at opening them up. He began to move at a quicker pace from seeing you locked on to him. Your eyes shut again for a moment at the sensation. Jeff was bringing you to your peak again.

His own orgasm was approaching him too. The feel of your body against his, the way you responded to him, the inevitably dark hickey you left on him were getting him close. You were finally his and he was finally yours. The noises the two of you made were obscene. Your arms wrapped around his back and pressed him as close to you. Being pressed so deeply into the bed felt like floating on cloud nine.

As soon as it became too much to bear, you snapped. A crashing wave of pleasure overtook you. Your breathing was labored as every muscle in your body tightened and released. The stars from earlier now fully prickled your vision. The only thing you saw above you were Jeff's own eyes among the stars. Jeff's released inside of you as soon as you came, his chest heaving against you. Something inside you was elated that he didn't pull out. He let himself cover your insides fully.

Together you began to breathe in sync. Jeff collapsed on top of you and then rolled over onto his back to stare up at the ceiling. You were heaven on earth for him. Your hand rested on his chest to feel his heartbeat. It was beginning to slow down. His eyelids were droopy.

"I can--" Jeff yawned. "Stay here? Tonight?"

"Yes," you whispered. "Stay with me."

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Neighbors - Jeff Hardy (18+)

Pairing: Young!Jeff Hardy x Female!Reader

Summary: You gets a new neighbor who is bit of an asshole.

Warnings: None really, fluff, mention of death, foul language, Jeff lowkey being a dick.

Word Count: 2,675

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Living alone and being young had its perks; You could leave whenever you pleased, arrive home no matter what hour of the day it was, your money went towards your bills, food, and things for your cat, Snuffles. 

No parents nagging in your ear about curfew or other problems you didn’t care about. You weren’t a trouble maker: Straight A’s, great attendance, a goody two shoes, but you were tired of living under your parents rules and high expectations. 

Once you graduate you went full time at your job and searched for a cheap but nice apartment. Luckily, the one bedroom and one bathroom apartment was in your price range. While meeting up with the landlord to look at the apartment, you took it in a heartbeat.

While living in the small apartment, you decided to get some company. You went to the local animal shelter and asked about adopting a pet. Krystal, the one in charge of the shelter, talked about a stray they’ve had for some time now. “We don’t know how he’ll react to being an indoor cat but we’re going to be forced to euthanize him if he isn’t adopted soon.” She said as the two of you walked into the cat room. Your eyes were immediately drawn to some beautiful orange fur. Attached to the fur were some big green eyes that looked like emerald jewels. Your heart became so warm that it felt like it was going to burst out of your chest. “His name is Snuffles.”

After quickly filling out an adoption application, the shelter contacted you the very next day to bring Snuffles home. Ending the phone call, you quickly grabbed your keys and headed out the door to bring Snuffles home. 

You tried to maintain yourself, not wanting to scare the little guy. You placed his cage in the middle of the living room, opened it and walked away, letting him explore on his own. 

That was nearly a year ago. Snuffles got used to his new environment quicker than you expected. He realized he had a home instead of being cooped up in a small cage and only getting fed once a day. Snuffles quickly became attached to you and he loved to play with you and his toys. 

The neighbors in the apartment complex were nice as well. You visited a single mother that lived below you often. She gave you a plate full of cookies and left overs. Her 5 year old son was cute too, he loved Snuffles. Snuffles paid no mind to the toddler grabbing his tail or tugging at his fur. The old cat understood the child’s intentions. 

There was an elderly couple, The Johnson’s, across the hall from you. They were talking about leaving for a retirement home, which made you upset, but glad that they’d be in a home supervised and they wouldn’t get hurt in their apartment. 

Walking up the first flight of stairs, you frowned as EMT’s rushed past you, heading down stairs. Quickly jogging up to your floor, you saw a police officer by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson’s apartment. “What’s going on?” You asked, approaching the officer. 

“Do you know these people?” His voice was gruff with a stone cold look on his face.

“Well, they’re my neighbors. I’ve known them for almost two years now. What happened?” You asked again, getting worried. Your eyes darted to his name tag. D. Knicks. “Please, Officer Knicks.”

Officer Knicks sighed, taking his cap off and running his fingers through his thin dark hair. “Mr. Johnson,” He started, “he suffered a heart attack.” He placed the blue and black hat upon his head again. “I’m sorry, he didn’t make it.“ 

"And Mrs. Johnson, what of her?” You tried to get a look at the Johnson’s apartment, only to see an EMT zipping up a black body bag. Your face instantly becomes white at the sight. 

“She’s with her daughter. Mrs. Johnson is going to live with her for a while." 

You nodded your head in sorrow. "At least she’s okay.” You maneuvered your way past the tall officer, unlocking your apartment, you walked in and were greeted by Snuffles. “Oh Snuffles, Mr. Johnson passed away.” You bent down and patted his head. 

“Meow.” He rubbed his body against your leg as if he was trying to say ‘Don’t worry, everything will be okay.‘ 

“You’re right Snuffles, Mrs. Johnson is with her daughter, she’ll be alright.” You tried to reassure yourself.

Fixing up dinner later that night, You heard a knock at the door. “Coming.” You walked towards the front door, looking through the peephole to see your friend from downstairs, Lexi and her son, Dawson. 

Unlocking both locks, you swung the door open. “Y/N!” Lexi wrapped her arms around you. "I heard what happened to Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.” She released the hug and walked in, Dawson was already in the apartment looking for Snuffles. You sat down on the sofa and Lexi joined you. 

“They were just about to go to a retirement home together.” You explained to her in a sad voice. You don’t want to think too much about it, dying alone must be terrible. It encourages you to go out and start dating, to search for your soul mate. But only being in your early twenties, you brush off the whole dating idea and remind yourself that you’re still young. 

“Sad. Did you hear about their apartment?" 

"No?” You arched my eyebrow.

“Well, Mrs. Johnson has to get her things out before the end of the week because someone is going to be moving in.”

Your eyes widen. “How morbid!” You nearly shouted, the poor woman lost her husband and now the landlord isn’t giving her any time to move out. “Her husband just passed away.” You frowned. 

“At least she has her daughter. I’m sure they’ll figure something out.” Lexi patted your knee in comfort.

“Yeah, I guess so. No matter who moves in across from me, they’ll never be as nice as The Johnson’s." 

"Y/N, calm down. I’m sure whoever moves next door will be nice.” Lexi explained. She stood up from her place and picked up Dawson who whined slightly. “Well, it’s getting late. Somebody has school in the morning and if they don’t get enough sleep, they will be cranky.” Lexi groaned out. “Don’t have kids.” She whispered with a teasing wink.

You scrunch your nose. “No thanks, I’ll stick with my cat." 

"You’ll have kids, Y/N. You just wait.” Lexi headed towards the door, exiting herself out. 

“No, thank you.” You mumbled to yourself. 

The week went on and by the end of it you were exhausted. You ran to the grocery store to buy cat food, food for yourself, and other things that you ran out of. You were almost late for your shifts down at the cafe which made some coworkers upset. Some of your bills were almost overdue but, luckily, you paid them off right at the last second. 

Christmas was coming up and you had no idea what to get your friend Lexi or your family members. The Holidays were drawing near.

Stomping up the steps with your arms full of shopping bags, you tried your best trying to see where you were walking. You heard a door slam shut, you grew worried that someone was in your apartment. “Ooph!” You stumbled backwards, it was like you just walked right into a brick wall.

“Watch where you’re going.” A male voice snarled. 

You made a sour face. “Well, I would if I could.” You snapped back at the man. “But obviously my hands are a bit full." 

"Ever heard of a second trip?” He retorted back.

You turned your body to the side to see who you were dealing with. A young male that was nearly the same age as you or a bit older stood in your way. He wore a fishnet shirt that exposed his muscles and nipples, his hair was dyed different colors and shoulder length. His pants were black and ripped with a couple of chains hanging off of them. You scoffed. “Nice, did the circus come to town?” You snorted.

“No, I’m a professional wrestler.” He gloated, puffing his chest out as if you were supposed to worship him. “Jeff Hardy is the name.” He smirked, as if I should know who he was.

“Right, whatever Jeffy.” You pushed past him and to your apartment. 

“Don’t tell me you’re my neighbor, goody two shoes.” Jeff groaned.

Your blood boiled, this guy was your new neighbor?! You’d rather take back the Johnson’s. “You got a problem with it, then move.” You snapped, fishing your keys out of your pockets.

Jeff smirked, watching you struggle and trying to juggle the grocery bags in your hands trying to get your keys. He could offer to help but he liked to see you suffer already. 

“You could help instead of staring at me.” You stopped trying to fetch your keys. 

“Yeah, I could.” You heard Jeff chuckle. “Have a good one neighbor.” Jeff started to walk down the steps. 

Your arms grew weak, the bags fell to the floor. Foods and gifts poured out of the ripped brown baggies. Groaning you glared down the steps to see that Jeff was already off of this floor and to the next. Ripping your house keys out of your pants you opened up the door to your small apartment. 

You hated your new neighbor, Jeff Hardy. He was obnoxious, loud and apparently, he had lots of friends because he threw parties almost every damn night. You called the cops but since you were the only one who complained. They told you to take it up to your landlord. You grit your teeth and do what they suggested. Taking it to your landlord, he just shrugged his shoulders and explained that Jeff was a paying tenant.

You couldn’t catch a break. You were losing sleep, getting headaches on the regular. You confronted Jeff about the loud noises, he promised to keep it down but he was just louder the next night, you didn’t think that was possible. 

“Dude, you look terrible.” Lexi said, smirking as she sipped her soda. 

“Don’t remind me.” You grumbled, drinking your beverage. 

Dawson chased Snuffles around the apartment, the cat meowed while the toddler giggled away. “Can you seriously not hear anything from underneath him?” You asked, eyes droopy. You thought you were gonna fall asleep in the middle of a sentence. 

“Not a thing.” She chuckled into her cup. “You should take a vacation, get out of town for a while.”

“I guess that sounds fun.” You murmured. Your attention went to Snuffles running underneath the coffee table. “But who would take care of Snuffles?” You looked over at Lexi, wondering if she’d do it.

“Nuh- Huh, I have a child to take care of. That’s already a handful. I have a friend, a guy friend.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Maybe I can hook you two up when you get back. His name is Randy." 

You bit your lip, looking down at the hard wooden floor. You heard stories about Randy, you were scared he’d hurt Snuffles or throw a party in your apartment. Sighing out you scratched the back of your head. "I don’t know.” You sounded reluctant to have this man come to your apartment.

“I say yes, you’re going out of town for the weekend.” Lexi already had her phone pulled out, texting away to Randy.

It looked like you didn’t have a choice. “I do have the weekend off..” You trailed off into thought. What’s the worst that could happen? 

The weekend felt more like a week. You visited your parents a few towns over and all you did was text Randy. Not in a flirtatious way but questions about Snuffles. How was he? Was he eating? Can you send pictures? You knew you were annoying the man but you didn’t care nor did you have any interest in dating him. 

Walking up the stairs to your apartment, you faced your door. About to place the key into the socket, you stopped and listened. It was quiet. That was new. You turned your head behind you, looking at your neighbors, Jeff Hardy’s door. There wasn’t a peep coming from behind the wood. Raising your eyebrows, you grew curious but that left your mind as quick as it came. 

Twisting the key you pushed open the front door. “Hey Randy.” You greeted the man who was sprawled out on your leather sofa. You placed your bags in your room and looked around your apartment, there was no sign of Snuffles. You looked at his cat bowls, both the water and food were empty. 

His litter box was scooped clean and toys not even touched. Rushing back into the living room Randy still was in the same position. “Where the hell is Snuffles?”

“Who?” He asked groggily.

“My Cat!” You shouted, the man flinched, getting up and stretching.

“About that, he escaped." 

Your heart sank. "Escaped?” You whispered, almost in tears. 

“Yeah, bolted right out of the apartment the day you left.” Randy stalked towards you.

“That’s why you never messaged me back.” You looked up at the olive skinned man with the green eyes. 

“So, should I get my reward now or later?” He licked his lips, eyes shined with want. 

You didn’t believe what he said. You raised your hand, slapping his face as hard as you could. Randy stumbled back, shocked. “What the fuck!?” He shouted.

You approached Randy, grabbing him by the shirt and shoving him towards the door. “Get out!” You screamed. You kicked your foot at him, hitting his ass. 

“I’m leaving!” He hollered, Randy fell onto all fours when you kicked his ass “Crazy bitch!” Randy stumbled to get onto his feet and rushed to the stairs. 

Slamming your door shut, you covered your face, crying. Tears started streaming down your cheeks. You blame yourself for not getting Snuffles microchipped just in case something like this would happen. 

Three loud knocks came from the door. “I swear Randy, if that’s you." 

"It’s not, it’s me.” A voice with southern drawl said through the door. 

The door seemed like miles away, grabbing the handle you swung it open, the hinges creaked. “What do you-”

“This belong to you?” Jeff teased, holding out a big orange tabby cat. 

“Meow.” Snuffles purred.

“Snuffles!” I exclaimed, grabbing him out of Jeff’s arms. “What- How did you?” You looked at Jeff with sparkling eyes. 

“Well, that boyfriend of yours threw him out. I guess Snuffles here kept bothering him, then scratched him and Randy kicked him out of your apartment. Snuffles kept meowing, wanting back in but that douche wasn’t going to let him in so I scooped him up and let him stay here for the weekend.” Jeff smiled. 

“What about food or cat litter?" 

"I got a small bag of food and a litter box with some litter.” Jeff petted Snuffles head.

“Wh- Why?” You asked, “Why would you do it?" 

Jeff looked down, his eyes shining in the light. "Well, to be honest I know I was a big dick when we first met.” He sighed. “I just wanted to make it up to you." 

"By saving my cat.” You smiled. 

“What, you want me to bake you a fruitcake?" 

"Tis’ the season.” You teased.

Jeff rolled his eyes letting out a low chuckle. “If you say so." 

Snuffles jumped out of your arms and rushed over to the toys, pawing at them. 

"Well, I have pizza rolls in my freezer. It’s not a perfect dinner but I’d love to make you dinner sometime?" 

Jeff let out a hearty laugh. "Pizza rolls sound amazing right now.” He smiled down at you. “You got netflix?" 

"Of course I do." 

Jeff walked into the apartment, shutting the door behind him. 

"So, you say you’re a wrestler. Care to show me some moves?” You giggled.

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[sc0rpi0rising2003]

Happy birthday Jeff Hardy!

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[komotionlessqueenmm]

Life & Death

(1-1)

Short story # 11

Words - 753

Fandom - Wwe

Pairing - Death!Jeff Hardy X Life!Reader

Summary - Death and Life have always been in love.

Rating - SFW / NSFW

📝Note(s) - I'm taking several stories I've written on Wattpad and posting them here. Because I'm abandoning that platform, but those stories are some of my favorites.

Since the beginning of time, Life and Death have always been in love. Every year for three days they are allowed to be together, to love one another, without fear of hurting one another. And every year they meet in the same grassy plane, waiting patiently as the minutes tick by until they can embrace. Today is finally that grand day.

Standing across from one another in the plane, Life smiled kindly at Death, who could only peer at her with the voids of the eye sockets of his skull. And as the sun began setting, the holy glow surrounding Life began to dull, the white horns upon her head vanishing. While Death was slowly transformed back into a man, his shaggy hair once more hanging just passed his ears. Their long elaborate robes were replaced along with everything else. Life's long white robe, was now a beautiful white gown. And Deaths black robes, were transformed into a dashing suit.

"Hello my love." (Y/n) smiled, once more in her mortal form. "Hello darling." Jeff grinned at her, before pulling her into his chest, crashing his lips down upon hers with a fiery passion. "I have missed you." Jeff whispered softly as they parted for air, resting their foreheads together comfortably. "I have missed you more." (Y/n) giggled softly. "Not possible." Jeff shook his head a little, a grin upon his handsome face. "Shall we retire to our sanctuary?" (Y/n) inquired as she nuzzled her nose into Jeff's cheek. "We shall." Jeff agreed, picking her up into his arms, he carried her to the cottage that appears each year just for them.

--

Laying comfortably in their bed, (Y/n) sighed in content as she laid her head upon Jeff's bare chest. "I wish we had more time." Jeff murmured quietly. "We have all eternity my love." (Y/n) hummed as she turned her head, softly kissing across his chest. "Three days out of the year is all we are granted." Jeff sighed with displeasure. "Yes I know... But you know as well as I, we must do our duties. We cannot remain mortal forever, without us the world would be in chaos." (Y/n) rest her chin against Jeff's chest as she spoke, one hand rubbing his side, while the other idly stroked his hair. "I would happily live in a world of chaos, if it meant I could hold you in my arms forever." Jeff's words melted (Y/n)'s heart.

"I create millions of wonders 362 days out of the year, but these three days with you Jeff, are the best days I will ever experienced." (Y/n) cooed softly, sitting up to kiss her love, who happily pulled her into his embrace. "I adore those wonders, you truly are an artist." Jeff murmured softly, their lips just barely touching. "I make them all for you." (Y/n) whispered with a smile, nuzzling her face into his neck. "Thank you." Jeff whispered with a smile, wrapping his arms firmly around her body, and pulling her against him snuggly.

Soundlessly (Y/n) slept against her love, while he laid there thinking about his love for her. The fingers of his right hand stroking along the length of her spine, while his left hand held her hip firmly. Deep down he knew she was right, without life and death the world would be in chaos. Yet that greedy part of him still refused to simply accept that, wanting nothing more than to cradle his lover in his arms until the end of all time.

--

When their time finally came to an end, they stood before eachother once more in the grassy plane. "Kneel before me my love, I wish to bestow a gift upon your wondrous skull." Life smiled at her lover, who obliged to her wish. "Until next year my love." Life cooed as she placed a flower crown upon his boney head, the flowers wilting the moment Life pulled her hands away. "Stay strong for me my love, as I will for you." Life hummed softly, as Death rose to his feet. "I love you." Deaths voice was whispy, sounding like nothing more than the wind to the untrained ear. "I love you too." Life cooed wanting desperately to kiss him one more time, her heart aching as he whisped away to fulfill his work until they could be together again.

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[theartsyflakes]

Practice doodle of Jeff Hardy that I don't think I'll finish

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Jeff Hardy edit. 💙💖

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[r-truth]

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[dogboy-mustaine]

A tripp to Trash & Vaudeville

#i am SOOOO jealous 😭😭 #trash & vaudeville?? AND the Swear London dog shoes???? #my scans #wwf magazine #jeff hardy #matt hardy #lita wwe #trash & vaudeville #wwf #wrestling #swear london

[litafan4ever]

Lita via Instagram: Happy #wrestlemania day 2!

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[baddawg94]

Edge and Christian

Hardy boys

2000’s WWF Magazine

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[thejeffhardyy]

I’m crazy but you like that😏

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[dirtywrestling]

Jeff Hardy - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst, 🚫 = No Warnings

Series:

None

One Shots:

Neighbors -💖/🚫

Summary: You get a new neighbor who's bit of an asshole. (Fluff, No Warnings)

Tag Team Lovers -💖/🚫

Summary: Jeff Hardy is Nicole’s tag team partner and after being beaten on by the Wyatt Family, Jeff is worried that Nicole is hurt. (Commission, Fluff, No Warnings)

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#wwf #wwe #wrestling #jeff hardy

[haddonfieldwhore]

safe and sound - jeff hardy

2000s!jeff hardy x fem! reader (requested)

word count: 1.9k

warnings: none i think, fluff, ended up mostly gender neutral except for a few pet names

november 8th 2001:

you were standing ringside as your two best friends, lita and jeff, took on lance storm and ivory in a mixed tag team match. originally, matt was supposed to be out here with lita, but he ended up in an intercontinental championship match instead, leaving her without a tag partner, until jeff stepped up. lita and jeff were both amazing to watch, but it stressed you out just how easily they threw themselves off the top ropes and around the ring. you hadn’t been wrestling as long as they had, and you were still in awe everytime you got to see them in action up close.

jeff jumped over the top rope, taking out lance as lita slammed ivory down in the centre of the ring. the redhead climbed up to the top rope and hit a perfect litasault, pinning ivory to win the match for her and jeff.

jeff, who was still outside the ring next to you hugged you and spun you around, before lita pulled him into the ring for the official to raise their arms as the winners. the three of you heading up the ramp and backstage. the three of you hugged to celebrate the victory, and you and lita went to your shared dressing room so you could get changed.

“you were incredible! you and jeff make a really good team, ya know,” you smiled, as she grabbed an outfit from her suitcase and began getting changed.

“thanks. you guys would make a better team though,” she replied.

“i doubt it. i’m nowhere near as good as you.”

“that’s not true. but even if it was, you and jeff have this… insane chemistry that i don’t have with him. you understand eachother in a way i’ve never seen before,” she said as she finished getting dressed. you and the hardy’s had been friends for years, and while you also considered lita to be your best friend, you and jeff did have a special bond; a closer connection than you’d ever had with anyone.

“maybe. but you guys work great together regardless. i don’t think i could do some of those moves you did tonight.” you knew that you weren’t on the same level as lita, and you were okay with that.

“yeah, but you and jeff are really on the same wavelength. maybe one day it’ll be you two against me and matt. that would be fun,” she laughed, grabbing her bag and getting ready to leave the venue.

“that would be amazing,” you agreed.

“that is, if matt actually showed up,” lita added, still a little upset that he had not been the one in the tag match with her tonight.

“are you guys okay?” you asked, concerned.

“yeah, we’re great. it was a title opportunity for him; i can’t really blame him for taking it.” you nodded in agreement.

you picked up your own bag, following lita out of the dressing room, and heading back to the hotel.

•••

you and lita were watching tv in your hotel room, when she received a call from matt.

“right now? oh- okay,” she laughed. “i’ll meet you downstairs in a minute i just have to get dressed,” she spoke into her cell phone. “yeah i’ll ask them. okay see you soon.” she hung up the phone and stood up off the bed, and you looked at her expectantly.

“matt and i are going out for drinks or to the club…i don’t know he didn’t specify. you’re coming too, and jeff,” she explained, sliding her shoes on and checking her appearance in the mirror.

“lita, you know i hate the club -“

“i said i don’t know if we’re going there, matt just said out. it’ll be fun, pleaseee,” she begged, pouting and tugging at your arm to get you up off the bed.

“okay fine, but only if jeff’s going. i’m not third wheeling with you and matt again,” you laughed, recalling the last time you went out with just the two of them, and you had felt like a buzzkill the whole time.

“fine, go get him. matt left their extra key card here for me, the room numbers on it.” she sighed, grabbing her purse and putting her shoes on. “meet us downstairs in a few minutes.” you nodded, quickly fixing your appearance as you hadn’t been planning on going anywhere, before leaving the room to go find jeff.

you got to his room after a few turns down the hallway, and knocked on the door.

“who is it?” you heard jeff’s voice from in the room.

“hey, it’s me. lita gave me the key card; can i come in?” you called.

“yeah, o’course,” he replied, and you swiped the key, letting yourself in. “what’s up?” he asked, sitting up in his bed as you walked into the room.

“matt and lita want us to go out - i told her i would only go if you do.”

“where are they goin?” he asked, looking uninterested in the idea of going anywhere. he was wearing a black tank top that was tight to his torso, and some black track shorts that you could see as the blanket had gathered around his waist when he sat up.

“i don’t know, lita wasn’t sure. i guess matt didn’t say,” you answered. “they’re waiting in the lobby.”

jeff groaned as he flopped backwards to lay down again, his eyes closed. you laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed next to him and gently shaking his shoulders.

“c’mon, j.”

“do you really wanna go? baby, you hate goin’ out.” you didn’t think much of the pet name, people from the south said it all the time.

“not really, but- hey!” you yelped in surprise as jeff grabbed your wrist, gently pulling you down to lay next to him.

“good, let’s just stay here then,” he said, rightly wrapping his arms your waist, clinging to you like a koala.

“at least let me call lita and tell her we’re not going before she sends out a search party, you laughed. jeff let go of you enough for you to sit up, and you dialled litas cell number.

“hey, i think jeff and i are gonna stay in tonight. i’m sorry lita, next time. yes i know that’s what i say everytime but i promise. i know i say that too. okay, be safe, i’ll see you later.”

you hung up your cell, placing it on the nightstand before you kicked off your shoes and cuddled into bed with jeff. you had been friends for so long, it wasn’t wierd at all, often sharing a bed or falling asleep on the couch together after too many horror movies.

“your match tonight was great, by the way,” you complimented, and jeff smiled.

“thank you, i try to put on a good show. maybe one day we’ll have a tag match together,” he hummed as you laid back down, curling into his chest as he pulled you close again.

“that’s what lita was saying. she thinks we have some magical bond that would make us unstoppable,” you mumbled, your voice muffled because of how you were laying.

“i think she’s right,” jeff replied. “one day i’ll get you in the ring with me and we can prove matt’s theory. he thinks we can read each others minds and that’s why we think the same thing all the time.” you laughed at him, and jeff smiled wide at the sound.

“we’ll see. you scare me sometimes with how much you throw yourself around. and i don’t know about wrestling guys yet,“ you admitted.

“c’mon, you’re better than some of them already,” he said, ignoring your concern for his well being.

“i don’t know,” you mumbled. jeff pushed you back gently so you could look at eachother.

“well i do know. you’re amazing. and i would never let anything bad happen to you,” he promised. “inside the ring or outside of it.”

“i know. i feel safe with you,” you admitted, and jeff smiled.

“darlin, that’s the best thing i’ve ever heard.” you relaxed into him again, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.

“i don’t want anything to happen to you, either,” you said. you knew jeff was amazing at what he did, but that didn’t make it any less scary when he threw himself off of twenty foot ladders.

“you don’t have to worry about me, i ain’t going anywhere,” he said, kissing the top of your head.

“promise?” you asked, and jeff’s arms tightened around you.

“i promise, babygirl.”

“i love you, jeff,” you sighed happily.

“you mean it?” he asked, and you kissed his cheek.

“of course.” jeff rolled over so you were both laying on your sides, face to face. “you don’t know that already?”

“i just like hearin you say it,” he smiled, and you laughed. “ya know you do this little nose scrunch when you laugh sometimes, it’s really cute.”

“shut up, i do not.”

“you just did it!” he laughed, and you hid your face in his chest. “it’s cute, don’t be embarrassed.”

“too late.”

“you don’t have to be embarrassed around me, hell we’ve seen eachother at our worst and we’re still friends.” jeff was right; you had been through a lot together, and at this point you didn’t think there was anything that could come between you.

“i know,” you sighed. “i don’t think anything will ever change that.”

“good. and i love you too.” you hummed in response, and there was a comfortable silence for a minute.

“we would make a good tag team though,” you admitted, and jeff laughed, and you could feel the vibration in his chest.

“damn right,” he agreed.

“lita said we should have a match against her and matt.”

“oh hell yeah, that’d be so awesome. any excuse to wrestle my brother, and you and lita against eachother would kick ass.”

“you mean she would kick my ass,” you laughed.

“you don’t give yourself enough credit. yeah she’s great but you are too.”

“thanks jeff, i appreciate that.”

“o’course,” he kissed the top of your nose, and you giggled. “you did it again -“

“shut up!” you laughed, punching his chest playfully.

“yeah? you gonna make me?” he asked, and started tickling your ribs, causing you to laugh harder. you wrestled around until you managed to get on top of him, straddling his hips.

“stop - or i start tickling you next.”

“alright alright, truce.” he held his hands up in surrender, and you caught your breath, realizing the position you were in. jeff sat up, holding you in his lap.

“jeff-“

“you said nothing could change our friendship right?” he asked softly, his eyes looking into yours.

“yeah, why-“ jeff leaned forward and kissed you softly, his lips barely touching yours before he pulled back. he waited for you to react, nervous that he had ruined everything, until you kissed him back, hands tangling in his messy blue and purple hair. jeff’s hands rested on your hips as he returned the kiss, smiling against your lips, before you separated.

“okay, maybe something could change the friendship slightly; but in a good way,” you smiled, and jeff bumped his forehead against yours softly, before laying back against the pillow, pulling you with him.

“i love you,” he said for the second time that night, perhaps meaning it a little differently now.

“i love you too,” you replied.

“say that again,” he breathed, squeezing you tighter.

“i love you.” jeff smiled as you kissed the underside of his jaw softly, and he turned off the lamp on the bedside table as you tangled your legs together under the blankets. jeff’s hand slid beneath the hem of your shirt slightly, drawing little shapes gently on the skin of your back as you both drifted off to sleep.

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[gridsivemade]

Jeff Hardy 💚💜

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[r-truth]

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