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magnoliacharmed · 1 year

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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.

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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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Neighbors - Jeff Hardy (18+)

Young!Jeff Hardy x Female!Reader

Summary: Reader 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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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.

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.

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.

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.

"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.

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.

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.

#jeff hardy #jeff hardy imagine #wrestling fluff #wrestling blog #wrestling imagines #jeff hardy one shot #jeff hardy fluff #jeff hardy imagines #jeff hardy x reader #wrestling fanfics #wrestling one shot #wrestling fanfiction #wwe #raw #smackdown #young!jeff hardy #jeff hardy fanfic #jeff hardy fanfiction

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komotionlessqueenmm · 2 years

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Life & Death

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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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jinouchibhue · 3 months

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Rating: Mature

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Professional Wrestling, World Wrestling Entertainment

Relationships: Jeff Hardy/The Undertaker

Characters: The Undertaker (Professional Wrestling), Jeff Hardy

Additional Tags: Canon Complaint, Top/Brat Dynamics, Domestic Discipline, Established Relationship, Spanking, Belting, Out of Character

Sneak peak????? I guess?????

Wrestling with Consequences

The man known as The Undertaker, The Deadman, The Larger-Than-Life Phenom. Was sitting in his home office getting the day's correspondence out of the way. He was not alone, however, because in his lap, sat a not-fully-awake but equally as phenomenal Jeff Hardy.

After their ladder match, Taker became aware of just how tough the young hardy boy was, and that he much liked that in a person. Infatuation turned into something more, and over time the unlikely pair grew increasingly closer.

The Undertaker, who Jeff now just calls Mark, amongst other things, is very much the unyielding SOBB as he comes across as in ring. But the ones that truly know him, know he has a soft spot for few people and things. The biggest one being the heap of Brat currently lounging in his lap.

Wanting to sleep in but not be away from his boyfriend, Jeff opted for coming down with the whole comforter and sitting curled up in his lap while he sent whatever emails he needed to send. Who knew people that wrestled for a living had to do so much paper work. Jeff never had the patience for that stuff, and Matt always took care of it anyway.

#i just think they're neat #jinouchi.txt #wip #I GUESS #wrestling #jeff hardy #the Undertaker #fanfic

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bubblegumlefty · 1 year

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❤️ New fic published!!! ❤️

Imma give a warning right now; this fic in particular is marked as rated s for spicy for a very good reason. This is rated X levels of naughty, so read at your own discretion, and feel free to let me know how much I need to compensate after you've finished. 🏥

For those under 18+, DNI!

#wwe #world wrestling entertainment #wwe fanfiction #wwe smut #lefty's fanfic #rated s for spicy content 🌶#jeff hardy #elias samson #finn bàlor

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thlayli-ra · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Professional Wrestling, World Wrestling Entertainment Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: CM Punk/The Undertaker, Jeff Hardy/Sting, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Roman Reigns/Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, The Undertaker/Mideon Characters: CM Punk, Jeff Hardy, The Undertaker (Professional Wrestling), Sting (Professional Wrestling), Original Male Character(s), others mentioned - Character Additional Tags: AU - Valetverse, Male Slash, Valets and Dominants, Dom/sub, Dom/sub Undertones, Inspired by Fanfiction, Underpunk - Freeform, Mentor/Protégé, Sexual Harassment, Sexual Assault, physical assault, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Aftercare, Enemies to Friends (begrudgingly) Series: Part 4 of Phil Calaway (Valet-verse) Oneshots Summary:

Hours after his brutal encounter with Mark Henry, Phil Calaway fears the depths that Bautista and the other dominants will stoop to in order to claim him and his fellow valets.

Feeling the pressure mount, he does something desperate.

He asks Jeff Hardy for help!

Please check out my latest fic (***note the tags above for major trigger warnings!***]

#cm punk #jeff Hardy #fanfic #new fanfic #all male au #wrestling #wwe #aew

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rawiswhore · 1 year

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Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Don't Stick Your Dick in Crazy"

I typed this fanfic on Sunday, but didn't finish it.

Hopefully people reading this fanfic won't be grossed out, but there are people who do things like this...

Now this fanfic isn't too gross, but mildly a little nasty.

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In 1997, the World Wrestling Federation underwent a bit of a makeover.

Because rival wrestling company WCW's Monday night show "Nitro" was beating the WWF's "Monday Night Raw" in the ratings in 1996 and 1997, the WWF decided to fight back by getting a new, edgier intro and a new moniker "Raw is War" to compete in the Monday night wars between the WWF and WCW.

And throughout the World Wrestling Federation's Attitude era from1997 to 2001, the WWF had this iconic chain link fence with the phrase "Raw is War" on it while a black background was behind this fence.

Not to mention, this chain link fence also had a black trash can with the phrase "Raw is War" on it attached to the front of the fence.

This iconic chain link fence was used in many WWF promos throughout the Attitude era, from 1997 to 2001.

And that iconic chain length fence and "Raw is War" moniker debuted in March of 1997.

Glory holes are these cuticle walls that have holes on them where men stick their penises through so someone can suck on them or get fucked in their vagina or asshole.

Yes, even glory holes existed in the 1990's.

Since that "Raw is War" chain link fence somewhat made you think a little bit of glory holes, and chain link fences are something men could stick their penises through, in November of 1997 you invited Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Jeff Hardy, Sean Morley (who would become Val Venis next month) and Christian Cage to that iconic chain link fence that many professional wrestlers have cut promos in front of.

These 5 men were the sexiest men in the WWF at the time.

When you invited them, Triple H, Shawn, Sean and Christian all had their long hair hanging down and not tied back in ponytails.

For these men to get behind the chain fence, they gingerly walked sideways, between the black background and chain link fence, shuffling their feet and squeezing themselves between the black background and fence.

It wasn't a tight fit and squeeze when they were entering in between this fence and black background, though something will be a tight fit pretty soon.

Luckily, since you're afraid their penises will get stuck, you brought a bottle of lotion with you.

They stopped walking once they were at a spot away from that "Raw is War" slogan, and their bodies--- especially their crotches--stood as close to the fence as they could so their penises could slip into them.

You, on the other hand, sat down on your knees in front of the middle of the fence.

Shawn stood behind the fence and in front of where you were sitting, whereas Hunter stood right next to him.

Shawn was standing in between Triple H and Sean Morley, whereas Jeff Hardy managed to squeeze his body in between Sean and HBK and Christian managed to squeeze his body between Shawn and Hunter.

Jeff and Christian's bodies were skinny enough to stand in between people.

Jeff and Christian could easily try to climb this fence and rest their toes on the holes of this fence to stand on it as they try to stick their penises through the other holes, but the fence might fall down, not to mention the holes of this fence are rather small.

As these wrestlers were now standing behind this fence, they began to unbutton and unzip their pants and cargo shorts.

However, they didn't unbutton and unzip each other's pants, like Shawn Michaels unzipping Jeff Hardy's shorts.

If they were wearing just silky basketball shorts, then they pulled their shorts down to their ankles.

These men all smiled, grinned and smirked as they were undoing their pants and shorts, their eyes looking at their own crotches, but Shawn didn't look at Jeff's crotch and vice versa.

Once their pants and shorts were undone, they pulled them down as well as pulling down their boxers, revealing their penises out in front of you.

One of Shawn's hands grabbed his penis and carefully slid and inserted it into an empty hole on this fence, he slid his dick in a hole right in front of your face.

He gulped and swallowed as he slid his cock into that hole, but he's done this before.

He managed to slide his penis carefully into that hole, but he was making sure he won't circulate his cock.

Christian has never really slipped his penis into the hole of a chain link fence, so this is a first for him.

While taking a deep breath, Christian had one of his hands on his penis and carefully and gingerly slipped it into one of the holes of this fence.

He specifically slid his cock into a hole in front of your face and head, close enough for you to suck it and masturbate it.

Jeff, Triple H and Sean, too, had one of their hands take their dicks and carefully and gingerly slide their penises through an empty hole from this fence.

They weren't really as nervous, they've done this before.

While it was a tight fit to insert their dicks into the holes of a chain link fence, all of these men except for Christian have done this.

Shawn, Jeff, Christian, Triple H and Sean were looking at their cocks as they slid them through the empty holes, filling those holes up with their erections.

Now that the tips of their dicks were pointing at you, you leaned your face closer to Shawn's penis, your mouth open as your face and head approached closer to his cock, until the tip of his penis and then the rest of his erection got into your mouth.

You started sucking his penis once it was inside your mouth, your lips wrapped around his cock.

Your other hands grabbed Jeff Hardy's and Christian's penises, where your hands began masturbating them.

Your hands pointed the tips of their dicks at your face so you can get precum and semen on your face, if it does get there.

Your mouth was caressing and stroking up and down Shawn's erection, which kept growing hard inside your mouth.

Sean's, Triple H's, Jeff's and Christian's penises had blood swelling into them and help make them hard.

Shawn, Christian and Jeff stared at you as you gave the Heartbreak Kid a blowjob and masturbated Jeff and Christian.

Your mouth was stroking Shawn's penises like how your hands were caressing Jeff's and Christian's cocks, although your fingers were wrapped around Jeff's and Christian's shafts of their erection.

Even though Sean Morley and Triple H have the bulkiest, largest physiques out of these 5 men, they can manage to slide one of their hands through one of the holes of this fence, and so one of their hands slid into a hole nearby where their penis is and they held their cocks, where they began to point and aim the tips of their penises at your face and masturbate their dicks.

However, Sean didn't masturbate Triple H's penis and vice versa, it was Sean masturbating his own penis and Hunter masturbating his own dick.

You wish there were so many other male professional wrestlers with you right now behind this fence, like Rob Van Dam, Chris Jericho, Scott Hall, Nova from ECW, Tommy Rogers from 1980's wrestling duo the Fantastics and the list goes on.

But sadly, most of these other wrestlers are in other companies, although Rob Van Dam nearly did join the WWF in 1997.

But that would be impossible fitting so many male professional wrestlers behind this fence just to stick their dicks in the holes.

Actually, in 1997, you let some male professional wrestlers stand behind the "Raw is War" fence where they stuck their cocks in the holes of these fences while you sucked them and masturbated them, and those wrestlers weren't just Shawn Michaels, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Jeff Hardy and Sean Morley, but also Rob Van Dam, Tommy Rogers, Brian Pillman, Scott Putski, Jerry Lynn, Sean Casey, RockaBilly and others.

But this one with Christian Cage arguably has the sexiest crop of male wrestlers of all, though Sean Morley is the least attractive out of all of these men.

As you keep sucking Shawn Michaels' cock, precum is dripping out of his slit and into your mouth on top of your tongue, where you swallow any precum seeping out his dick.

Precum is also beginning to escape out of the slits of Christian's and Jeff Hardy's dicks, where their precum stayed near their slits for a while but eventually broke off and fell on your face.

This is where you do want their precum to fall on specifically.

Not to mention, some precum is starting to form out of Sean Morley's and Triple H's slits of their penisheads, where soon their precum landed and fell on your face, but some of their precum landed on the floor.

There's some precum coming out of Christian's and Jeff Hardy's dicks landing on the floor as well.

Even though this fence isn't long enough and big enough for people to stand in a line behind it (and in front of), these men you've invited have managed to make do.

It's also rather unsanitary to have men insert their penises into the holes of chain link fences, which is why I had doubts of typing this fanfic, and hopefully you readers aren't grossed out over reading this fic.

While you're sucking Shawn, you can taste a little bit of the steel metal from this chain's flavor from him slipping his dick in between the woven chain links, and that chain's taste isn't pleasant to say the least.

Considering Shawn and the Undertaker did their very first Hell in a Cell match a month before this, maybe you can invite many other wrestlers to slide their penises into the holes of that steel cage, and they'll be able to even climb this fence and stick their dicks in various places.

That way it'll really be like a glory hole stall.

The steel links of this cage are circulating tightly around these men's swollen penises, which is making it a little difficult.

You wish you could have multiple hands and arms so you can jack off many male wrestler's cocks at the exact same time.

Surprisingly, this fence hasn't fallen down while you're giving head to Shawn Michaels and jacking off Jeff Hardy and Christian while 2 other men stick their dicks into the holes.

Meanwhile, there are some people walking by noticing you giving head to Shawn Michaels as you're masturbating Jeff and Christian while Sean and Triple H jack off their penises and point them at you.

Some people are rolling their eyes and walking away, others are shouting "Get a room!".

Hopefully you and these wrestlers won't get arrested for indecent exposure.

Because Shawn was currently a member of D Generation X, whose catchphrase as we all know is "suck it!" while he points to his crotch, Shawn raised his hands and arms up high in the air, being careful his arms and hands won't hit the people standing next to him.

His arms and hands quickly swooped down until his hands made an "x" shape above his genitals, and when his arms and hands dropped down, he was careful not to hit the people standing next to him.

"Suck it!" he exclaimed when his hands made that "x" shape above his crotch, pushing and thrusting his crotch out when he shouted that vulgar catchphrase.

Triple H's, Sean's, Jeff's and Christian's heads slightly turned to look at Shawn shouting that, to which those men couldn't help but chuckle and burst into a smile, and even Shawn chuckled a little bit after shouting that.

You, too, giggled over Shawn shouting that as well as doing his iconic crotch chop.

But you listened to Shawn, continuing to suck his penis and swallow any precum.

You really wish you could have a cock in your pussy and one in your ass.

Throughout this little fence gangbang, these 5 male wrestlers lined up in front of you have stared at you with wicked shiteating grins and smirks.

Sometimes they're even quietly moaning and groaning.

They're satisfied at what they're seeing, from you doing this to them.

One more time, Shawn's hands separated from each other, only for his hands to make a "v" shape next to his crotch.

"Suck it!" he repeated when his hands made a "v" shape at his crotch this time, thrusting and pushing his crotch out when he shouted that catchphrase.

And you continued sucking on his penis, listening to him.

The tip of his cock is poking at your uvula and nearly down your throat when he pushes his crotch out.

Even though you are busy giving Shawn Michaels head right now after he's told you to suck it, you want to suck on other men's cocks this time.

So you took some time to suck his penis.

Not to mention, your hands are cranking up and down Christian's and Jeff's cocks, your fingers and hands rotating around the shafts of their erections.

When you were finished sucking Shawn's penis, now was on to the next one, and so you pulled your face away from Shawn's crotch and swerved your face and head to Christian's this time, where you pulled Christian's dick into your mouth.

You started sucking Christian's penis as it was inside, sucking the precum that was escaping out of his slit.

You stopped masturbating Christian's cock once you were giving him a blowjob, but you removed your hand off of Christian's erection and placed it on Triple H's dick instead, since Hunter was closer nearby.

You pointed the tip of HHH's cock at your face while you masturbated it, helping jerk him off.

Since Shawn's dick was right next to your face while you gave Christian head, your hand let go of Jeff's dick (much to your dismay) but grabbed on to Shawn's penis, where you proceed to give the Heartbreak Kid a handjob and aimed the tip of his cock at your face.

Sadly, now Sean Morley can't masturbate his penis at your face unless he moves, and you can't masturbate Jeff Hardy's dick since it's not close enough to your face now.

Unless, again, Jeff Hardy moves and switches, though I doubt they want to move.

Even if they stood next to Triple H, only Jeff would be able to squeeze and fit his body in between Christian and Trips, or Christian and Shawn.

Some of Triple H's and Shawn's precum is dripping on your face and getting on it, which is what you want.

Sean Morley and Jeff Hardy are looking puzzled, turning their heads to look at each other and asking what to do.

They'll get their turns.

You're trying to get Triple H's and Shawn's precum on your face, and when you masturbated Christian Cage and Jeff Hardy, you wanted their precum on your face.

You also wanted Sean Morley's precum on your face when he masturbated on it and near it.

Since Triple H was currently in D Generation X, who we all know are infamous for their crotch chop and catchphrase which is a more vulgar term for fellatio...

Triple H carefully raised his arms and hands up high in the air, only for his hands and arms to quickly swoop and drop down until his hands formed an "x" shape above his crotch.

"Suck it!" Triple H exclaimed when his hands made that "x" shape, thrusting his crotch out when he shouted that.

Some of the wrestlers lined up next to him chuckled hearing that.

He was motioning at you to suck his penis.

Should Christian crotch chop and shout "suck it" too, even if he's not a member of DX?

While you've been busy giving head to Christian, maybe it's time you give Triple H a blowjob.

So you pulled your head away from Christian's crotch until his cock left your mouth, where you leaned your face closer to Triple H's penis until it entered inside your mouth.

Your hand let go of Triple H's dick as you began to suck it.

"Hey y/n!" Sean Morley called, which made your head turn a little bit and look at him. "Can Jeff and I move?"

You shrugged your shoulders, not saying anything due to having a penis in your mouth.

You haven't really gotten a chance to masturbate Sean Morley's penis, so maybe he can.

However, you quickly pulled your face away from Triple H's crotch so you could answer Sean's question.

"You'll get a turn" was your answer to Sean. "Be patient"

After answering Sean, your head turned back and resumed giving Triple H a blowjob.

As you were busy giving Triple H head, you were swallowing his precum.

You can't really masturbate Shawn Michaels' now since your face is turned away from his crotch, so your hand let go of it.

While you gave Triple H this blowjob, he raised his hands and arms up one more time, only to quickly drop them until his hands made a "v" shape next to his crotch.

"Suck it!" he repeated when his hands pointed a "v" shape, shoving and thrusting his crotch forward when he shouted that.

And suck it you did, listening to him.

One of your hands grabbed Christian's penis, where you proceeded masturbating his cock and pointing the tip of it at your face.

Maybe Sean Morley can pull his cock out and stand next to Hunter while Jeff and Shawn try to squeeze in tiny spaces until Hunter is standing in between them.

They're thin enough to do that.

Either way, you don't really care.

When you were finished sucking off Hunter, you then gave Sean Morley a blowjob, swallowing his precum.

As you sucked off Sean Morley, one of your hands masturbated Jeff Hardy's penis, pointing the tip of it at your face, making sure to get his precum on your face.

Jeff was the last one you gave oral sex too, swallowing his precum, and as you gave Jeff Hardy head, you masturbated Sean Morley's dick finally.

When all of these men ejaculated, you made sure to get their jizz on your face, sucking their cocks after they came.

These men felt even more relieved when they pulled their dicks out of the chain link fence, and you rubbed lotion on their cocks so they'd slip out of the holes, which they did.

These male wrestlers' penises were turning pinkish colored not just from you sucking them, but from them being wrapped around by such small silver metal tightly circulating around their shafts.

Hopefully their penises won't fall off.

Later on, when more sexy men joined the WWF, like Chris Jericho, you gave him a blowjob as his dick was stuck through one of the holes of the iconic Raw is War chain link fence.

You actually talked with some sexy male wrestlers if they could stick their dicks through the holes of the Hell in the Cell steel cage while you jack them off, have one of them in your pussy and suck them off.

An interesting idea, but...

#triple h #shawn michaels #christian #christian cage #jeff hardy #sean morley #1997 #90s #wwf #raw is war

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bbygirlky18 · 3 months

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Ships Updated!!!!

Here are the ships for my fanfic Mami's Breakthrough. You'll meet the main character in the ship list so be prepared. I'll use the wrestler's real name. You'll see repeated names so don't get spooked. Let's get into it.

Demi (Rhea) & Gretchen (Eliora)

Stephanie (Stephanie) & Paul (Hunter)

Jonathan (Jimmy) & Trinity ( Naomi)

Fergal (Finn) & Masami (Iyo)

Dominik (Dominik) & Gionna (Liv)

Luis (Damian) & Elizabeth (Beth)

Bianca (Bianca) & Carlisle (Luigi)

Joseph (Erick) & Victoria (Lilou)

Rebecca (Becky) & Ulysses (Ron)

Natalya (Natalya) & Jeremy (Elijah)

Maryse (Maryse) & Richard (Jules/m)

Cheree (Dakota) & James (Jackson)

Theresa (Zoey) & Leon (Brett)

Brianna (Cora) & Dexter (Mustafa)

Logan (Logan) & Donna (Stephanie)

Randall (Randy) & Conner (Brian)

Keith (Keith) & Lucas “Luke” (Mick)

Sydney (Maxxine) & Jessica (Gilda)

Brittany (Britt) & Carmen (Lola)

Milena (Rosa) & Taylor (Lilou)

Ashley (Shotzi) & Gisele (Rhonda)

Allyssa (Kayden) & Spencer (Gabriel)

Aoife (Lyra) & Dominic “Dom” (Roddy)

William (Christian) & Emilio (Kevin)

Trevor (Ricochet) & Rosalie (Anastasia)

Macey (Lacey) & Sebastian (Grayson)

Sarah (Valhalla) & Jasper (Riley/ m)

Elizabeth (Scarlett) & Luke (Vince)

Stephanie (Mia) & Enrique (Dash)

Ron (R-Truth) & Angela (Asahi)

Shayna (Shayna) & Kate (Mia)

Simone (Ava/Ava Raine) & Sammy (Itsuki)

Layla (Layla) & Dion (Gabriel)

Catherine (Cathy) & Titus (Aiden)

Michael (Shawn) & Mick (Nathan)

Kira (Taya) & Suki (Hawk)

Victoria (Raquel) & Velvet (Asahi)

Mark (The Undertaker) & Clarissa (Paige)

Taylor (Jacy) & Theodora (Lilou)

Windham (Bray) & Austin (Tyler)

Priscilla (Gigi) & Elizabeth (Kanna)

Patricia (Trish) & Eric (Terry)

Eduardo (Eddie) & Renesmée (Riley/ f)

Jeffrey (Jeff) & Edward (Ted)

Kiera (Kiera) & D.J. (Mustafa)

Mercedes (Sasha) & Quil (Jackson)

Steffanie (Tegan) & June (Gayle)

Serena (Serena) & Embry (Luigi)

Ettore (Big E) & Ashley (Emma)

Adam (Edge) & Royal (Roddy)

Amy (Lita) & Charles (Lucas)

Samantha (Samantha) & Becca (Nastya)

Živilė (Aksana) & Jonathan (Logan)

Kristen (Kris) & Gisell (Becky)

Dwayne (The Rock) & Jasmyne (Olivia)

Daria (Sonya) & Lauren (Olga)

Brodie (Luke) & Rob (Rio)

Kevin (Kevin Nash) & Samuel (Wally)

Bryan (Daniel) & Flynn (Mickie)

Catherine (Lana) & Tara (Gilda)

Jake (Jake) & Vixen (Mario)

Amanda (Mandy) & Beth (Christy)

Joseph (Solo) & Eleazar (Chris)

Kenneth (Montez) & Sam (Mantaro)

Celeste (Kaitlyn) & Matthew “Matt) (Jimbo)

Sarona (Tamina) & Luna (Kanna)

JoJo (JoJo) & Arianne (Falcon)

Kacy (Katana) & Paul (Brett)

Nicola (Nikki Cross) & Bronson (Kaito)

Adam (Braun) & Garrett (Gabriel)

Phillip (CM) & Sean (Mickie)

Rena (Sable) & Roman (Grayson)

Anriel (Lash) & Colleen (Dahlia)

Allen (AJ Styles) & Leah (Lilou)

Renee (Renee) & Jason (Ron)

Angela (Zayda) & Tanya (Olivia)

Kia (Kharma) & Lee (Mick)

Kaori (Kairi) & Theo (Brett)

Todd (Ivar) & Riley (Jules/ m)

Danielle (Willow) & Jane (Riley/ f)

Stephen (Sheamus) & Tara (Ember)

Ashley (Dana) & Sue (Emma)

Jazmin (Mercedes) & Bridget (Alexa)

Melina (Melina) & Han (Mustafa)

Franklin (Bobby) & Bree (Lola)

Faith (Nikkita) & Archie (Haruto)

Ronda (Ronda) & Makenna (Kanna)

Pamela (Bayley) & Samantha (Emma)

Gail (Gail) & Vyolette (Kanna)

Colby (Seth) & Leann (Donna)

Skye (Skye) & Alice (Katya)

Karen (Wendy) & Mariana (Nastya)

Steve (‘Stone Cold’ Steve) & David (Alexander)

KiLynn (KiLynn) & Kirk (Logan)

Austin (Xavier) & Elle (Gilda)

Alexis (Alexa) & Jakob (Lucas)

Adrienne (Athena/Ember) & Esme (Riley/ f)

Matthew (Matt Hardy) & Earnest (Mario)

Stephanie (Nikki Bella) & Bella (Anastasia)

Thea (Zelina Vega) & Deckard “Deck” (Terry)

Glenn (Kane) & Priya (Olga)

Mary (Maria) & Mae (Anastasia)

Jillian (Jillian) & Aro (Shane)

Michelle (Michelle) & Nicole (Katya)

Lisa (Victoria) & McKayla (Nia)

Mickie (Mickie) & Kate (Stephanie)

Lilián (Lilian) & Esmeralda (Candice)

Leva (Leva) & Clara (Itsuki)

Toni (Toni) & Nicholas (Jimbo)

Gary (Angelo) & Murray (Mario)

Shinsuke (Shinsuke) & Jennifer (Olivia)

Saraya (Paige) & Lauren (Ember)

Karlee (Maxine) & Ashely (Jules/ f)

Cody (Cody) & Jacob (Jack)

Shelly (Ariel) & Aaron “Hotch” (Louis)

Tom (Aleister) & Emily (Sasha)

Carla (Roxanne) & Alec (Ron)

April (AJ Lee) & Sam (Roddy)

Victoria (Alicia) & Marissa (Chyna)

Danielle (Summer) & Kendall (Jack)

Matthew (Matt Riddle) & Tarrence (Nathan)

Jessica (Billie) & Whitney (Beth)

Stacy (Stacy) & Allen (Alexander)

Joan (Chyna) & Sasha (Hawk)

Jonathan (Dean) & Ophelia (Amelia)

Natalie (Eva) & Tatum (Reo)

Jade (Jade) & Jennifer “JJ” (Riley/ f)

Joe (Roman) & Marcel (Roddy)

Oscar (Rey) & Xavier (Shane)

Kimberly (Piper) & Annelise (Mia)

Leah (Carmella) & Rebecca (Gilda)

Torrie (Torrie) & Irina (Emma)

Tenille (Emma) & Noel (Nathan)

Dori (Ruby) & Rachel (Gayle)

Eve (Eve) & Ettore (Logan)

John (John Morrison) & Brian (Riley/ m)

Andrew (Drew) & Mary (Candice)

Rami (Sami) & Edythe (Chyna)

Katarina (Katie) & Lance (Luigi)

Cassie (Peyton) & Vera (Lilou)

Kofi (Kofi) & Vallie (Becky)

Laura (Allie) & Annissa (Sasha)

Chelsea (Chelsea) & Jess (Zoe)

Joshua (Jey) & Elyssa (Ruby)

Raymond (Erik) & Russ (Kid)

Ashley (Charlotte) & Leticia “Letty” (Lilou)

Deonna (Deonna) & Logan (Wally)

Kanako (Asuka) & Vince (Mario)

Barbara (Kelly Kelly) & Julyanna (Rhonda)

Lina (Nia) & Eleanor (Stephanie)

Brianna (Brie) & Jared (Ted)

John (John Cena) & Jack (Haruto)

Mike (The Miz) & Henry (Jackson)

Debrah (Alundra/Madusa) & Douglas (Ron)

Claudio (Cesaro) & Laurent (Vince)

Ariane (Cameron) & Stephen (Tyler)

Brandi (Eden) & Erica (Stacie)

Kevin (Kevin Owens/KO) & Derek (Luigi)

Jessika (Jessika) & Jesse (Logan)

Candice (Candice) & Anne (Olga)

John (Johnny Gargano) & Ben (Jimmy)

Debra (Debra) & Jessamine (Jules/ f)

Seth (Riley/ m) & Tyler (Aiden)

Rowena (Donna) & Victor (Kid)

Tej (Elijah) & Sullivan (Mustafa)

Penelope (Becky) & Emily (Stacie)

Evangeline (Olga) & Beth (Stephanie)

Carine (Layla) & Emmett (Wayne)

Alex (Emma) & Jedidiah (Shane)

Gina (Anastasia) & Mia (Nastya)

Presley (Louis) & Edward (Kaito)

Gabriel (Brett) & Cain (Alexa)

Ramsey (Katya) & Katie (Nia)

Rubie (Emma) & Eloise (Katya)

Mike (Louis) & Cherylyn (Becky)

That's the full ship list. Hope you guys enjoy it.

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jerishipper · 5 months

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Friends, I am still looking for Friends that ship to Jeff Hardy and Trish Stratus. As well as, I hope that you can recommend me some Jeff Hardy and Trish Stratus fanfics. Pleaaaaase

#jeff hardy and trish stratus #trish+jeff #jeff hardy #trish stratus #wwe #wrestling #aew #fyp #SoundCloud

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aritamargarita · 1 year

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do you have any wwe fic recommendations?

honestly yes and no, i haven't really read any kinda MODERN wwe things...and i want to but im kinda lazy

@rainchyna has very very good things...sour grapes oooh yes

@scorpionvoid everything in her catalog is good she simply never misses, i read that jeff hardy fic religiously

@livfastdieyoung69 also has very good requests!!!

@cookiemmilk (WHEN SHE POSTS IT SMH IM WAITINGGGG), @captainchewtoybaby have good "X OC" fanfics

is there anything really specific ur looking for tho? i can try to give more reccomendations but theyd mostly be wwf HEEHEE

#arita speaks

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magnoliacharmed · 1 year

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fanfic masterlist & requests || updated 3/19/2024!

(i post my fic here on tumblr and on archive of our own)

please see my #magnoliafanfic tag for everything i’ve posted/requests i’ve gotten

World Wrestling Entertainment/Federation

Hard Candy [Shawn Michaels / one-shot / smut]

Worthy of Her [Jeff Hardy / one-shot / smut]

Not So Scary After All [Bret Hart / one-shot / smut]

Say What You Feel Inside [Bret Hart x fem!McMahon reader / one-shot]

Michelangelo’s Billy Gunn [Billy Gunn / one-shot / smut]

I’ll Show You A Winner [Shawn Michaels / one-shot / smut]

Golden Boy [Shawn Michaels x Billy Gunn / one-shot / smut]

It Takes Two To Tango [Billy Gunn / one-shot / smut]

Don’t Stop [Bret Hart x Shawn Michaels / one-shot / smut]

Acting Up [Stone Cold Steve Austin x Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart x Shawn Michaels / one-shot / smut]

Godless [CM Punk x Reader / one-shot / smut]

Hard Working Man [Shawn Michaels x Kevin Nash / one-shot / smut]

...The Jerk Store Called! [Billy Gunn x Shawn Michaels, Kevin Nash x Shawn Michaels / one-shot / smut]

Sextape [CM Punk x Randy Orton / one-shot / smut]

Little Death [Randy Orton x Roman Reigns / one-shot / smut]

Awakening [Shawn Michaels x Sycho Sid / one-shot / smut]

World Championship Wrestling

Employee of the Month [Sting / one-shot / smut]

Thunderstorm [Sting / enemies to lovers / series] (Chapter 4/6, last updated 12/30/22)

All Elite Wrestling

Christian’s Good Girl [Christian Cage / one-shot / smut]

Fucked My Way to the Top [CM Punk x Billy Gunn / one-shot / smut]

**Fluffy February 2023 (WWE & WCW) **

Masterlist

Better Call Saul

One of Those Nights [Lalo Salamanca / one-shot / smut]

Mango Lip Gloss [Lalo Salamanca / one-shot / smut]

Request - Soft Lalo

Diamond Girl [Lalo Salamanca x Female OC / series]

What We Do in the Shadows

Vampire Weekend [Nandor the Relentless x Female OC / series]

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dirtywrestling · 9 months

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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)

#jeff hardy #jeff hardy fanfic #jeff hardy x reader #jeff hardy x you #jeff hardy x y/n #wrestling blog #wrestling page #wrestling stories #wrestling fanfics #wresting imagines #jeff hardy oneshot #jeff hardy one shot #jeff hardy imagine #jeff hardy stories #wwe jeff hardy #aew jeff hardy #wrestling fans

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dirtywresling102 · 2 years

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Tag Team Lovers - Jeff Hardy (18+)

Jeff Hardy x Nicole

Commission: @childofsaltwater@childofsaltwater

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.

Warnings: Wyatt family attacking Nicole, Fluff, Jeff being cute, head shot from a chair, hospital.

Word Count: 3,020

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Enjoy!

“And for the Wyatt Family.” I stared directly into the camera, rolling my eyes and giving a scoff. “Nothing and I mean nothing will get in my way when I win the Raw Women’s Championship this Sunday at Survivor Series.” I smirked. “Not even you smelly barn yard animals.” Hearing the crowd roar from backstage, I couldn’t help but to break character and give a slight smirk.

“And that’s a wrap.” The camera man said right after the red dot disappeared. Him and another crew member gathered the cables to take another shot of someone else’s segment in another area of the arena.

“That was great, Nicole.” Charly smiled, handing the microphone to the crew member passing by. “I’m rooting on you winning the title from Asuka.”

“Thanks, Charly.” I laughed. Being great friends with Asuka outside of the ring made our storyline better. Asuka and I practice in and out of the ring, we discuss our matches together and see what we could do better for the both of us.

“Oh, I think a certain Hardy is trying to get your attention.” Charly giggled, eyeing behind me. Turning my head, I saw Jeff Hardy waving at me with a bright smile. I quickly looked away, a blush painted on my cheeks. “I think he likes you.” She softly spoke but still loud enough for people around to hear.

“Shh!” I hissed out. I felt my cheeks becoming hotter from her words. “Don’t say that out loud!”

Laughing, Charly turned her heels about to walk away. “I’ll see you around, Nicole!” She then left, heading to her next interview.

“That was a great promo you shot.” I jumped slightly hearing a country accent.

“Thank you.” I smiled as Jeff circled around and sat on a crate beside me. Fresh paint covering his face. I always loved the white, black and purple colors designs on his face. My eyes skimmed over his face, I soaked in his look. His dark hair pulled back into a bun, both sides of his head cleanly shaved as if he just walked out of the barber. His gauges were slightly bigger, he must have just recently moved down in size. His beard was trimmed and shaped in the cool shapes like he usually does.

Hearing him clear his throat, I quickly snapped out of my haze and swallowed nervously, scared he caught me staring. “I like your face paint tonight.” I squeaked out, trying to come up with something so it wasn’t obvious that I was daydreaming about him.

“Why thank you.” Jeff smiled. “I’m trying a new brand so it won’t come off as easily while I wrestle.” His thick accent made wrestle sound like ‘wrastle’. “Anyways, I really hope you win this Sunday.” Jeff had his hands on his muscular thighs as he sat.

I fiddled with my fingers, my stomach tightening. “Thanks Jeff.” Was really all I could say, too scared to say anything else just in case I said something ridiculous.

“Ya know I’m going to be in your corner that night, right?” Jeff acknowledged the fact.

“Really?” I asked, my eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Of course! You’re my partner and we gotta stick together! I want to be the first person you hug once you win that gold!” Jeff exclaimed. Ever since Matt left the WWE and went to AEW, Jeff was lonely here on the opposite wrestling company. Seeing a amidiant change in his mood along with his personality. Jumping into action I spoke with Jeff every Monday during Raw, we even started to travel everywhere together and when we weren’t together we text nonstop, talking for hours. We immediately became friends.

I started to get text from a number I didn’t recognize, the person greeting themselves as Matt, Jeff’s older brother. Matt appreciated me going out of my way to make sure Jeff didn’t go on a binge because Matt left him. I was scared that Jeff would relapse and spiral out of control. Being in each other's corners was beneficial for both of us. Me being there for Jeff so he won’t hit the bottle or any illegal things and Jeff was there for me as a vet and keeping out of trouble. Jeff was a great friend and a perfect mentor even though my feelings were growing stronger and stronger towards him each and every day, I managed to keep things professional even though other close friends wanted me to make a move.

Watching Jeff on the television as a teenager made me daydream and fantasize about becoming a wrestler, he was the one who made me want to drive myself to become one. I’d get judged at school for having an alcoholic and drug abuser as a role model. Becoming friends with Jeff was a dream come true.

“So what do you say?” Jeff asked, giving me a small smile.

“I- I’m sorry, what?” I blinked, I didn’t realize I was so caught up in my own thoughts that he was speaking to me.

He cleared his throat, rubbing his hand against his opposite shoulder. “I uh, I was wondering if you’d want to go eat out after your match this Sunday?”

Jeff Hardy, my teenhood crush wanted to take me out for dinner the night I might win the title? Trying to keep myself in check, I ran my fingers through my hair. “Dinner sounds nice, Jeff.” I smiled at him. Checking the time on my phone I nearly forgot my flight. “Oh geez, I’m going to be late for my flight again.” I groaned.

“Well, let's get your stuff and rush to the airport.” Jeff hopped down from the crate, pulling out his car keys.

Throughout the week Jeff was on my mind. Constantly cleaning or trying to do other things other than just text Jeff. I needed a clear mind going into Survivor Series. Laying in bed, I looked through my social media even texting Auska the details I had in mind about our match. Clicking on Instagram I checked what pictures I was tagged in. I smiled widely as a fan tagged me and Jeff in a photo that I’ve never seen. The pros about paparazzi was they can get great pictures. Cons, they can sometimes get terrible pictures and still post them on social media without a care that others will make fun.

My eyes cast down at the status. ‘I think Nicole and Jeff would make the cutest couple!’ I smiled at the complement. I wondered if this was true, Jeff was years older than me, so I wasn’t sure if we’d get gross looks because of the age difference. The biggest question was; did he like me more than a friend?

Huffing out a sigh, I locked my phone and tossed it to the night stand and slowly fell asleep.

Standing by the gorilla, my focus was on the television, the camera pointed at Jeff sitting at the commentating table along with Michael, Byron and Corey. Jeff smiled widely and waved at the camera leanse. I smiled at the gesture, knowing it was for me. Seeing Jeff smile settled my nerves. “After this match I’ll be having dinner with Jeff.” I mumbled to myself.

“Dinner with Jeff!?” I heard someone yell.

Quickly turning around, Auska had a big smile on her lips, her green makeup around her eyes. “S- Shh, shh.” I looked around making sure nobody was listening. “Yes, Jeff asked me out to dinner after our match but please don’t tell anyone.” I begged, I didn’t know if this was just a friendly dinner or something more.

The smaller woman rushed up to me, wrapped her arms around me, and gave me a large hug. I hugged her back. “I promise I won’t tell.” Asuka nodded. Hearing her theme hit, Asuka pulled away. “I’ll see you out there, champ.” She winked and rushed out behind the curtain.

Groaning loudly as Auska kicked me in the stomach I kneeled down. The lights beaming down on me was making me sweat more than the activities I was doing in the ring. “Oh, what a rough kick to Nicole!” Michael Cole announced. “I don’t think your partner is doing so hot out there, Jeff.” He added on.

“Trust me Cole, she’s doing great in the ring. Better than you’ll ever be.” Jeff smirked, trying to act as if he wasn’t on the edge of his seat. He was worried that I got hurt, his eyes darting around the ring as Auska and I ran the ropes soon colliding into each other.

Bouncing off of the ropes, running towards Auska I shoulder tackled her, plastering her on the mat. Rushing towards the turnbuckle I quickly climbed to the third one and striked a pose. Photographers and fans quickly snapped photos of me before I splashed on top of Auska. A grunt escaped her lips, as I quickly pinned her I whispered; “Are you okay?”

The ref slammed his hand down on the mat. “One!”

“Yes, I’m fine. Great match.” She spoke, I nearly missed what she said as the ref slammed his hand for the third time.

The bell rang loudly as I crawled off of Auska. “Here’s your winner! Nicole!” The crowd roared and screamed. As I was on my knees, panting the ref handed me the Raw Women’s Championship and raised my left hand. Looking over to my left I saw Jeff standing and clapping loudly with a smile on his face.

“And what’s this? It’s- It’s Bray Wyatt with a chair!”

I didn’t even notice anyone behind me as I was distracted by Jeff who was now in a panic. “Look out!” He yelled, pointing behind me.

I arched my eyebrow, slowly looking behind me to see what Jeff was trying to warn me about. My eyes widened at the sight of Bray Wyatt raising a chair and it coming down. The impact of the chair hitting the side of my head echoed throughout the arena. Dropping the title, I slumped onto the ring, seeing darkness.

All I heard was Bray speaking into the mic. “I warned you Hardy, I told you if you wouldn’t join me and my family and if you don’t, people close to you are going to get hurt!” He let out a sinister laugh.

“Holy shit, Nicole!” Jeff slid into the ring, holding me close. “Where are the medics!?” Jeff screamed at the ref.

Sitting in the trainer's room, I held an ice pack to the back of my head. “How in the hell did you take a chair shot and not split open!” Jeff exclaimed, trying to examine my head making sure there was no blood.

“Well, you know, being with the company for a decade, you pick up a few things kid.” I said in a teasing manner and gave Jeff a wink.

“Sure you have.” Jeff smiled but his face soon turned serious. “But you’re sure you’re okay?” He asked with a concerning look on his face.

“Yes, come on Hardy the doctors even cleared me.” I reminded him.

“I don’t really trust these doctors.” Jeff grumbled. “We should probably take you to the hospital.”

“No! No. Jeff really, I’m fine.” I smiled, taking the ice pack off of my head and sat it next to me. I really didn’t want to miss this date Jeff and I were about to have.

He squinted at me, studying me hard. “Hmm, if you say so.” He sighed. “But if your head hurts and your eyes are sensitive to the light you let me know asap and we will go to the hospital.”

“Okay.”

“No, no ‘okay’, Nicole I’m being for real. This is dangerous. I need you to promise me.”

Huffing, I nodded. “Okay, I pinky promise Jeff that I’ll tell you.” I held out my pink and he wrapped his pinky around mine. Sliding off of the table, I tried not to show that my head was spinning. “Let me shower real quick and I’ll be out.” I smiled.

Jeff nodded. “I’ll be waiting.”

With that I left for the women’s locker room. Thankful that no one was in the room, I started to strip. Tossing my ring gear into my bag I walked towards the showers. Turning it on I hummed as the warm water hot my face. I leaned forward, resting my head against the cool tile. Only to hiss out slightly as it throbbed my head.

Opening my eyes I grunted as the water was now cold. Quickly shutting off the water I wrapped a towel around my body and went to my bag. Grabbing my phone my eyes widened as I saw that it was 11:45 PM. “What the fuck?” I mumbled, not realizing I must have knocked out in the shower. I saw text messages from family members congratulating me on my win. I saw one from Jeff wondering if I was okay. I quickly text back saying ‘getting dressed now’.’

Quickly drying off I threw on clean clothes and stuffed my things in my bag and rushed out of the locker room to see Jeff leaning against the wall with a frown. “Jesus, Nicole are you okay? You’ve been in there for a while.”

“Hey, girl likes her showers.” She tried to laugh off the suspiciousness.

“Okay, well let's go.” Jeff grabbed my bag and slung it over his shoulders.

“I know this isn’t what you thought for dinner.” Jeff blushed as we sat across from each other. McDonalds in front of us. “No other restaurants were open.”

“It’s my fault, I showered too long.” I shrugged, grabbing a french fry and placing it in my mouth. I squinted slightly as the lights above hurt my eyes.

“Nicole, are you sure you’re okay?” Jeff asked, taking a sip from his drink.

“Yeah, yeah I’m totally fine.” I waved my hand, trying to ignore the throbbing in the back of my head. “Just tired.” I grumbled, my eyes slowly shutting.

“Well, I really wanted to tell you something, Nicole. I was hoping it was at a more romantic place but I can’t keep these feelings to myself anymore-” He stopped talking as he noticed my eyes were shut. “Nicole?” I became slumped in the seat, darkness consuming me again.

Hearing heartbeat monitors beeping, my eyes slowly fluttered open. I was laying in bed, covers tucked me tightly. I was in a white room with an IV stuck in my vein and wires connected to me. “What the fu-”

“Nicole?” Jeff’s head quickly snapped up, I looked his way.

“What happened?” I groaned, holding my slightly less throbbing head.

“You passed out while we were having dinner.” Jeff frowned. “You promised me, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I’m scared of doctors.” I lied.

Jeff gave me a ‘really’ face, not buying it. “Nicole.”

Sighing, I rubbed my tired eyes. “I… I didn’t want to mess up our dinner plans. I didn’t want to postpone it because of my head.”

“Nicole, your health is the number one on my list.” Jeff held my hand. “I wouldn’t have known what to do if this concussion hurt you more than it did.”

“What did the doctor say anyways?” I asked, slightly sitting up more in the bed.

“Well, the IV is in you because you were dehydrated and they also put some medication in for the pain in your head. Other than that it was a concussion from the chair shot. They said you won’t be able to wrestle for two week.”

I frowned, looking over to my left to see the red title in the chair. “Don’t worry about the title, Nicole. You’re still the champion, they’re not going to take that away from you because you have a minor injury, they’ll have you cut some amazing promos but nothing in the ring.”

Sighing, I nodded knowing to trust Jeff. “When can I leave?”

“In a few hours, so when the sun is up.”

I looked over at the clock, it was three in the morning. I huffed out a sigh. “I really do hate hospitals.” I gave a shy smile.

Jeff laughed. “I know, I do too.”

“So, about dinner?”

Jeff’s tongue grazed across his bottom lip, running his fingers through his dark hair. “Well, darlin’” Jeff nibbled on the bottom of his lip. “I just wanted to tell you we’ve both been there for each other and I know I shouldn’t mix business and personal life together but I can’t ignore these feelings anymore, Nicole.” Jeff’s eyes shined as he looked at me.

My heart was picking up on each word he spoke. “I know what you mean?” I said softly, cupping the side of his face. The heart monitor is now picking up the pace.

He leaned into my touch. “Seeing you black out in the middle of the ring, it really scared me Nicole.” He tried to hold back the tears.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. It’s just a concussion.” I reminded him. “I’ll heal.”

Jeff sniffed. “What I’m trying to say here, Nicole is will you go out with me?”

I smiled widely as he asked me out. “I’d love to be your girlfriend, Jeff.”

Years down the road, Jeff and I got married, bought a house in the country and had a few animals.

“Jeff?” I asked, walking around the large house. Finding him in the office he was working on his computer.

“Yes baby?” He hummed, clicking and typing a few emails.

“I have a surprise for you.” I giggled, handing him a small box. I placed it in front of him.

Jeff eyed me carefully. “Nothing is going to pop out, right?” He grabbed the box, shaking it lightly.

“I promise, no please just open it.” I begged, holding up my camera as I clicked ‘record’.

Jeff gave a playful glare towards the camera, grabbing the lid and slowly opened it revealing a stick. “Surprise, daddy.” I giggled.

His eyes widened at the positive pregnancy test. “You’re- You’re pregnant?” Jeff quickly stood up. I smiled, nodding my head.

“You’re going to be a dad!” I laughed. Jeff quickly wrapped me up in a hug.

“Our little family is finally growing.” He nuzzled his head against mine. Cupping his beard cheeks I gave him a passionate kiss on the lips.

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