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Kyle O’Reilly x Reader
Summary: Kyle comforts you after your loss to Ronda Rousey.
A/N: This is my first fanfic, so please dont be too harsh on me! I am obsessed with the Undisputed Era( they are my favorite faction aside from the Judgment Day) so this fanfic is to curb that obsession lol. Hope you guys enjoy this!
Tw: Some curse words and Fluff.
You strutted down the hallways of the NXT arena, your head held high and your eyes trained on your destination. You were a force to be reckoned with in the ring, and nobody could deny it. The Undisputed Era was the most powerful faction in the company, and you were proud to be a part of it. But today, everything changed.
Your match against Ronda Rousey had been going well until she pulled an underhanded move and cost you the win. You were beyond furious and stormed backstage, looking for her. You wanted to make her pay for what she did, but you couldn't find her anywhere.
Your teammates tried to calm you down, but you were too angry to listen. You shut down and refused to talk to anyone. That was until Kyle stepped in.
"Hey," he said, his voice soft and gentle. "You okay?"
You glared at him, not in the mood for his concern. "Do I look okay?" you spat.
Kyle didn't back down. He knew you were stubborn, but he also knew how to get through to you. "No, you don't," he said firmly. "You're angry, and that's understandable. But don’t let it control you."
You scoffed. "Easy for you to say. You didn't just lose a match because of that bitch."
Kyle took a step closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours. "No, I didn't," he said. "But I know what it feels like to lose, and I know how to deal with it. You know Bobby and I have lost millions of times. You need to let out your anger, but you need to calm down first."
You rolled your eyes, not wanting to listen to him. But something about the way he was looking at you made you pause. He wasn't judging you or trying to tell you what to do. He was just there, offering his support.
"I can't calm down," you muttered, feeling defeated.
Kyle reached out and placed a hand on your shoulder, his touch surprisingly comforting. "Yes, you can," he said. "But you need to trust me."
You stared at him for a moment before nodding reluctantly. Kyle led you to a quiet corner of the arena, away from the chaos and noise. He sat down on a bench and patted the spot next to him.
"Sit," he said, gesturing to the bench.
You hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to him. You didn't know what he was going to do, but you felt strangely safe around him.
Kyle looked deep into your eyes. “Can I touch you?” Once you nodded, he put a hand on your back and rubbed soothing circles. "Close your eyes," he said softly.
You did as he asked, feeling your tension slowly dissipating. Kyle continued to rub your back, his touch gentle and reassuring.
"Take a deep breath," he said. "In...and out. In...and out."
You followed his instructions, feeling your body relax. Kyle's hands moved from your back to your shoulders, massaging the knots out of your muscles.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked.
You nodded, surprised at how much his touch was affecting you. You were used to being in control, but with Kyle, you were willing to let him take charge.
Kyle leaned in and whispered in your ear. "I'm going to make you feel better," he said, his voice husky. “Trust me."
You shivered at his words, feeling a rush of desire shoot through you. You didn't know what he was planning, but you were willing to go along with it.
Kyle turned you around so you were facing him, and he took your hands in his. His touch was warm and comforting, and you found yourself drawn to him.
"You're not alone," he said, looking into your eyes. "I'm here for you."
You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, and you blinked them away. You weren't used to being vulnerable around anyone, but with Kyle, it felt safe.
He leaned in and kissed you gently, his lips soft against yours. You responded eagerly, feeling a spark of desire ignite within you. Kyle's kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly turned passionate, and you found yourself lost in the moment.
When you finally pulled away, you were breathing heavily. Kyle gave you a small smile and pulled you into a hug.
"I've got you," he whispered. "Everything's going to be okay."
You leaned into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. Kyle stroked your hair, his touch sending shivers down your spine.
"Let's get out of here," he said after a few moments. "You need to calm down and rest."
You nodded, feeling drained from the emotional rollercoaster you'd been on. Kyle took your hand and led you out of the arena.
Once you were in the car, Kyle started driving, his hand resting on your thigh. You didn't say anything, feeling too exhausted to speak.
When you arrived at the hotel, Kyle took you to his room. He made you a cup of tea and sat down next to you on the bed.
"I know you're used to being in control," he said, his voice soft. "But it's okay to let go and let someone else take charge."
You looked at him, surprised at how perceptive he was. "How do you know that?" you asked.
Kyle gave you a small smile. "I've been there," he said. "I used to be a control freak, but then I realized that sometimes, it's okay to let someone else take over."
You thought about what he said, feeling a sense of comfort in his words. You leaned into him, feeling his warmth surround you.
"I'm sorry I was such a bitch earlier," you said, feeling a sense of shame.
Kyle gave you a stern look. "You weren't a bitch," he said. "You were hurting, and that's okay. But next time, talk to me. Don't shut me out."
You nodded, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes. Kyle wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight.
"I've got you," he whispered. "I'll always be here for you."
You felt a sense of peace wash over you, and you closed your eyes, feeling safe and protected in Kyle's arms. He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer, and you knew that everything was going to be okay.
#wwe x reader#undisputed era x reader#undisputed era#wwe#aew#aew x reader#kyle o'reilly#Kyle O’Reilly x reader#nxt x reader#Adam Cole x reader#Bobby Fish x reader#wwe requests#nxt
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WWE Masterlist
Fluff = 💕 (count: 12)
Smut = 💦 (count: 0)
Angst = 💔 (count: 2)
Main Roster - Smackdown / Raw
Baron Corbin - Safe 💕
Roman Reigns - Always Have, Always Will 💕
Seth Rollins - Too Little, Too Late 💔
Finn Balor / Fergal Devitt - Luck in Love 💕
NXT
Adam Cole - Never Should’ve Let You Go 💕
-------- Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four
Kyle O’Reilly - Cookie Dough Kisses 💕
NXT UK
Marcel Barthel - Always There 💕
Marcel Barthel, Fabian Aichner - What’s Mine 💕
Tyler Bate - Perfect Chance💕
Trent Seven - Notice Me 💕
#masterlist#wwe#x reader#reader insert#imagine#adam cole#baron corbin#roman reigns#marcel barthel#tyler bate#trent seven#to be continued#NXT#NXT UK#Kyle O'Reilly#seth rollins#finn balor#fergal devitt
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pre-show ritual
fem!reader x kyle o’reilly
Kyle goes to visit reader in her locker room before his match. After a little teasing, courtesy of the reader, her and Kyle have their own little pre-show ritual that doesn’t include the other UE boys ...
word count: 1.8k+
warnings: light teasing, sex in a semi-public area (dressing room), smut
— idk what made me this of this but here we go. also, kyle with his title guitar makes me smile every time so you’re welcome —
masterlist
Y/H/C = your hair color
~ 18+ content below - read at your own risk ~
You are sitting in your private dressing room, getting dressed to walk with your boyfriend, Kyle O’Reilly, to the ring for his match.
The outfit you’re planning on wearing is a little more revealing than what you’d usually wear, but not my much. Usually, you’d wear a nice t-shirt and pants or a skirt. Today, you decide to take a risk.
The top you put on is a black cami crop top that hugs your chest. You pair that with a high waisted, tight black mini skirt. Black lace panties cover your intimate area so you’re not going commando.
You wear black and white converse sneakers to complete the look. As you’re curling your long Y/H/C hair, there’s a knock on your dressing room door. “Come in,” you say in almost a sing-song voice.
The door opens and you look in the mirror that’s attached to your vanity to see who’s here. You see Kyle standing in the doorway.
Kyle’s dressed in his black and gold tights and boots. He’s wearing his usual Undisputed Era t-shirt and the NXT Tag Team Championship belt around his waist.
“Hey, beautiful,” Kyle says. “Can I come in?”
You nod and he closes the door after walking into your dressing room. He comes up behind you as you sit at your vanity. You let the final piece of hair go, finally finishing your hair.
Your boyfriend leans down and wraps his arms around your shoulders, hugging you. You giggle, “Hi, Kyle.”
Kyle presses a long kiss to your cheek and mumble, “You look stinning, Y/N. Is that a new outfit?”
You look in the mirror at Kyle and say, “Mhm. Very easily removable too.” He looks up at you in the mirror and you wink playfully at him.
“Always a tease, Y/N,” your boyfriend says, chuckling softly.
You turn around in Kyle’s arms and say, “You’ll just have to wait and see how easily removable this outfit is after your match with Austin Theory.” You lean up and press a quick kiss to his lips.
Kyle’s face heats up to form a light pink color on his cheeks as you pull away. He’s flustered, as he usually gets when you talk like this to him.
He says, “That’s quite an offer, Y/N.”
You wink at him again and say, “It’s always on the table, Kyle. You know that.”
Your boyfriend stands behind you, looking down at you. You meet his eyes and you see that they’re a little wide. His pupils are blown up, which you can easily see in the bright light. His face is red. “Always?” he asks.
Nodding, you say, “Mhm. Always.”
In this moment, just to tease him, you decide to fix your breasts in your crop top. You turn toward the mirror push them up to make them look a little bigger than they actually. The top is so tight that you don’t really need a bra.
“Kyle, baby,” you say with a wondering tone. “Does my chest look too big in this top?” You look at him in the mirror to find him staring at your breasts.
He waits a second before he nods slowly. “Yeah, but you look perfect no matter what, Y/N.”
Kyle loves to shower you with compliments. Especially when you’re in an outfit that’s revealing like this one is. He likes to make it very clear that he likes the outfit. No matter who’s around.
You smile and say, “Thank you, Kyle.”
Your boyfriend stands behind you and watches as you begin to do your makeup. His eyes watch you carefully as you do your foundation.
Kyle starts to run his fingers lightly through your hair.
“Kyle,” you giggle. “You’re gonna undo my curls.”
Your boyfriend says, “You have a lot more to worry about than me ruining your curls, baby.”
As you finish adding your foundation, you watch Kyle in the mirror as he walks to your dressing room door. You hear the door being locked and you turn in your seat.
“What are you doing?” you ask.
Kyle pulls off his title, resting it on the little couch in the middle of the room. You watch as he sheds his shirt. Your eyes widen as he walks back to you.
He says, “Let’s see how easily removable that outfit really is, shall we?”
Your boyfriend grabs your hand and stands you up, pressing you against your vanity. You stare up at Kyle as he looks you up and down.
Kyle’s fingers trace the low neck of the cami crop top you’re wearing before he slips those fingers in the waistband of your skirt.
In one movement, Kyle roughly pulls down the skirt. “Kyle!” you say, giggling. “You could’ve ripped it!”
He lifts you up and sits you on the vanity desk. Kyle stands between your legs and his fingers run up and down your thighs.
Your hands rest on Kyle’s chest and you look him up and down. “Have I ever told you how sexy you look in your gear?” you say.
Kyle says, “Shh.”
“Make me,” you say to Kyle.
A flip switches in Kyle and his lips crash to yours. You let out a soft moan as you kiss Kyle back. Your hands wander up into Kyle’s short hair.
Kyle’s fingers grip onto the bottom of your crop top and he pulls back from the kiss. He looks down and watches as he pulls off the crop top.
His eyes almost big out of his head when he sees you’re not wearing a bra. You smirk and lean back on your hands, sticking your chest out at Kyle. “Like something you see?” you tease.
Kyle nods and his lips immediately attach to your breasts. He kisses and sucks them gently. You lean your head back against the mirror and sigh softly.
Kyle’s fingers trail up your thighs to your clothed area. You gasp when he runs a finger over your panties. “Kyle, there’s no time for teasing if you want to do this,” you sigh.
He says, “Relax, baby. I can manage my time well.”
You giggle and he picks you up, holding you by your thighs as you wrap your legs around his waist. He walks over to the couch in the small room, laying you on your back on the furniture.
Kyle’s lips are on yours again, moving kind of roughly. His fingers dip into waistband of your panties and he starts to pull them off.
You start to take off his tights but before you get them completely off, Kyle moves away from you and says, “Someone’s in a hurry.” He smirks.
“It’s not my fault you’re so hot that I can’t resist you,” you say, biting your bottom lip as you look up at him.
Kyle laughs as he finishes your job of taking off his tights, leaving his boots on. You lick your lips as his erect member pops out of his tights. You reach out to take him in your hand and he lets you.
You sit up as Kyle is on his knees between your legs. You lick his tip then swirl your tongue around it before sliding him in your mouth. You move your head, sucking occasionally.
Kyle sighs and groans as you suck him. He loves when you do this. He loves your mouth around him. He has since day one.
While you have his member in your mouth, his fingers slide between your slick folds, making you moan around him.
“Baby, you keep doing that and we won’t be getting to the main event before my match,” he says.
You pull back from him, using your hand to pump him as you say, “Then fuck me already, Kyle.”
He smirks and says, “With pleasure.”
Kyle pushes you onto your back and moves so he’s hovering over you. He looks down and positions his very hard member at your entrance.
You move your hips so he slides into you with ease. You both moan softly and your hands slide into his hair.
He begins to thrust into you, shallowly and softly at first. He holds himself up by putting his hands on the arm of the couch, which is behind your head.
You lean your head up to kiss him, moaning into the kiss as Kyle begins to move faster and deeper into you.
Kyle takes one of his hands and rubs your clit as he moves. You moan louder as you are pulled closer and and closer to your pending orgasm.
You move your hips slightly and he goes deeper into you. You moan louder and Kyle’s fingers speed up as they rub your clit. Your nails dig into his back and you slide your fingers down a bit.
“Kyle,” you gasp.
His lips attach to your neck and he mumbles, “I love you.” He sucks gently, definitely leaving a mark on your skin.
You smile and sigh as he moves. He always finds a way to tell you he loves you during sex. It makes you so happy when he does. It’s like he does it all the time, almost to make sure that you know that he loves you.
You both reach your climaxes at the same time. You release around him and his comes inside of you.
Kyle lays on top of you. Both of you breathing heavily. Kyle’s face is still in your neck as you catch your breath. You wrap your arms around his neck.
“You’re so amazing. You always make me feel so good,” you praise Kyle as you leave soft kisses to the top of his head. “I’m so in love with you.”
Kyle smiles against your neck. You run your fingers through his short hair as you both lay on the couch, recovering from the round of sex you just had with Kyle.
About five minutes later, someone knocks on your dressing room door. Adam Cole calls, “Kyle! It’s match time. Come on. You’re on in five.”
That’s when the two of you finally get up to get dressed.
As you get dressed and finish your makeup quickly, Kyle says, “You’re right. That outfit is easily removable.”
You giggle and turn toward Kule. His eyes land on the mark on your neck that’s mostly covered by your hair. You say, “I’m showing everyone who I belong to.”
Kyle licks his bottom lip and smirks at you. He asks, “Can that be our pre-show ritual after I’m done with the guys?”
You giggle and nod, walking over to Kyle. You kiss him gently and say, “Of course. Is your blood sugar level okay?”
He nods and says, “It feels okay. I feel fine.”
“Alright,” you say. “Good.”
He puts his title on his waist and you leave the dressing room.
Adam, Roddy, and Bobby all stand outside the dressing room. Kyle walks up behind you, taking your hand.
“Can the two of you please remember that the walls are not that thick and we could hear you down the hallway,” Bobby says.
Your face heats up and you hide in Kyle’s chest. He laughs and wraps his arms around your shoulders. “Come on,” he says. “I have to go beat up Austin Theory.”
And beat up Austin Theory he does. In seconds.
#kyle o’reilly imagine#kyle o’reilly fluff#kyle o’reilly smut#undisputed era imagine#undisputed era smut#wwe imagine#wwe fluff#wwe smut#wrestling imagine#wrestling smut#wrestling fluff#imagines#imagine#smut#nswf imagine
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Prompt: There’s only one bed and we sleep as far away as possible from each other but wake up cuddling
Fandom: Wrestling
Pairing: Adam Cole x Reader
Warnings: none
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1,045 words
Masterlist | Buy Me coffee
I felt like everyone knew, we’d been working together for almost a year, we grew closer as the months passed, soon enough he was everything I could think about, I tried to hide my feelings but I think I did such a bad job at it that the rest of the world had figured it out, especially his friends, they were relentless with their teasing.
Kyle was especially difficult, always making comments of how Adam looked if my eyes lingered for too long, until they started making up excuses to leave us alone, Adam didn’t seem to mind being left alone with me, and even if I was nervous for the first minutes he always made me comfortable.
I somewhat feared this day would come, I knew his friends, I knew Kyle O’Reilly and he could be a nightmare whenever he wanted to.
We all reserved rooms together, when it was time Kyle gave us the keys, I was almost always pared up with Bobby, he was more like the father of the group and I felt secure around him, I was surprised when Kyle gave Bobby and I different keys.
“Are you kidding?”
I asked.
“We decided to rotate and it’s time for you to room with Adam”
My mouth opened with even more surprise, I looked around and they looked serious, Adam shrugged his shoulders.
“Let’s go”
He started to walk and I hesitantly followed him, we arrived at the room, after opening the door I immediately yelled out seeing only one bed in the middle of the room.
“KYLE!!”
I started going after him to the room next to us, O’Reilly hurried to close the door but I stopped it with my foot.
“it’s too late miss, we are going to sleep, goodnight”
“Why the hell did you do this?”
“I swear it was the last room available”
“Then why didn’t you and Bobby take it?”
“I ain’t sleeping in the same bed with Bob”
“Then change rooms with me”
“it’s too late, go to sleep honey, have a good one”
He pushed me back until he locked the door, I was going to kick down the door if it was necessary.
“Open this door! I’m going to end you, O’Reilly!”
I suddenly feel two arms pulling me back to my room.
“Is it that bad that you have to sleep with me?”
Adam’s voice was surprisingly close to my ear, I jumped out of his hold, the surprise in my eyes made him frown his forehead.
“You know I… I didn’t mean it like that”
Evading his eyes I go past him and into the bathroom, I look at my reflection in the mirror.
I was going outside to sleep beside the man I have a huge crush on, it’s totally fine, totally normal, I’m cool with it, I’m not letting Kyle get into my head. Inhaling deep, I open the door but I was not prepared to see Adam laying on bed with just a pair of shorts on, his arms behind his head, I’m fine, totally fine.
Who am I kidding? I would have screamed but I was too petrified to do anything.
After what felt like an eternity Adam noticed me.
“Is it ok if I sleep on this side of the bed? We can change if you want”
He was so preoccupied that I felt conscious, relaxing a little I smiled at him.
“It’s okay, no need to move”
I changed into more comforting clothes and I went to lay beside him, my body was shaking and I didn’t even feel cold, just nervous, if Adam noticed he didn’t say anything, he rolled to his side and fell asleep soon after he said goodnight.
The awareness of having him so close made me tense, I couldn’t sleep, all the tiredness was really gone and it looked like I would be sleepless all night, Adam rolled to my side, we were face to face, I was fascinated with every freckle and wrinkles on his skin.
“Are you going to look at me all night?”
“What?”
“Don’t worry, you do your thing I’ll go back to sleep”
And with that he immediately did just that, I noticed the way his chest moved up and down, the relaxed expression of his face, I was distracted and I didn’t feel when sleep beat me.
Waking up with the sunlight beaming in my eyes, I turned around with a little bit of struggle, I let my arm hug what I though was a pillow, I slowly open my eyes and I’m face to face with Adam, just a few inches apart, his arms around my waist pressing me to his warm body.
“Good morning”
He said while he opened his eyes.
“Did you sleep well?”
He asked as he looked directly in my eyes, I bit my lip down, I tried to not freak out right there in the spot.
“This last few hours, yes”
“Glad you did”
We looked at each other for a while, like trying to make heads and tails of what was happening, soon my eyes moved to the ceiling.
“What are you doing?
I asked him, I felt really flustered being that close to him it was all too distracting, his cent going up my nose.
“I’m not sure, I’m just going with the flow”
Separating from him and seating on the bed I cover my face with both my hands.
“You make me nervous”
I admitted, he moves to sit beside me and takes my hands off my face, Adam smiles at me.
“You make me nervous too, why do you think Kyle is always making dumb comments?”
“Because he knows I like you”
Covering my mouth I realize too late what I said, Adam looked as impressed as me.
“I like you too”
He said a few seconds later, he talked with confidence, it wasn’t something I expected hearing that morning.
“I’m not sure if we should do this”
I said.
Adam took my hand and kissed it, my stomach went into a frenzy with emotions, one of his hands went to caress the side of my face.
“Then we’ll take it slow, now, would you get some breakfast with me?”
“Yes”
“Then let’s go”
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Unbearable Pain | Kyle O’Reilly
Anon: Hi! Could I possibly request Kyle O’Reilly x reader, where sometimes the readers lower back hurts and it makes it hard to walk for them, and Kyle helps them out when it happens? Sorry if that’s confusing, and thanks a bunch!!
Pairings: Kyle O’Reilly x Reader
Featuring: Kyle O’Reilly, Y/n
Summary: Y/n has back pain and Kyle helps y/n out.
Warnings: fluff, back pain, errors I missed.
W/C: 534
A/N #1: AH, back pain I know how that feels like! :’)
A/N #2: FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED!
Tears of pain filled your eyes as a sharp unbearable pain spread through your lower back. Making you drop the laundry basket and clutch your lower back with your hand. The laundry basket let out a loud thud as it hit the ground. You let out a groan of pain. Whimpering. Hunching over.
Kyle must have heard the sound of your groans of pain and the laundry basket falling to the ground because he came rushing over to you.
“Y/n, Babe, are you okay? What’s wrong?” He asked. You shook your head no. Making tears fall from your eyes. you looked up at him. Slightly grimacing at the movement. Kyle looked at you with worried eyes.
“No,” You whimpered out.
“What is it [your nickname]?” Kyle asked.
“It’s my lower back, it hurts so much, I am in so much pain,” You sobbed out. Kyle felt his heart plummet to his stomach.
His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him, he tried to help you walk but you let out a yelp of pain. More tears fall from your eyes. Kyle’s heart pounded faster.
He quickly bent down hooking his other arm behind the back of your knees. Picking you up bridal style and carrying you towards the bedroom he shared with you. Placing you down on the bed. Your back was resting on the back.
Kyle kissed the crown of your head before pulling away.
“I’m going to get you some painkillers,” He spoke. Making you nod your head.
Kyle rushed off to the bathroom. Opening the cabinet mirror and grabbing two pills, he then rushed to the kitchen, opening the cupboard where the cups are, while his other hand was holding the tablets. He grabbed a glass cup. He quickly walked to the sink. Putting the pills down on the counter so he could fill the glass cup up.
He turned the cold tap on, making water flow out of the faucet. He filled the glass cup up. Turning the tap off. He grabbed the tablets and fast-walked back to you.
You felt relief wash over you as you saw Kyle enter the bedroom, he came over to you handing you the glass cup full of water. You took a sip of water. Lubricating your throat so the pills would go down. Kyle handed you the pills.
He sat beside you as he watched you take the pills, drinking water after woods. His hand rubbed your thigh soothingly.
He could tell you were still in pain. He knew the tablets wouldn’t kick in right away so he got up. Grabbing the back massager gun he used for his injuries. You gave him a puzzled look.
“Here this might help some of your pain,” He spoke. Making you smile slightly.
Kyle but the massager on the bedside table. Helping you lay on your stomach. Lifting your shirt a bit to reveal your lower back. He grabbed the back massager gun, Kyle set it up and put the tip of the back massager on your lower back. You let out a moan of relief as it soothed the pain. Eyes fluttering closed. Kyle smiled at you. happy your pain has subsided…
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From the slow burn/fluffy prompt - a friend has told your lover you're in love with them, you deny it when they ask you about it with Nick Jackson 🤗
Ooooh I like it. Please enjoy and thank you for sending! <3
Pairing: Nick Jackson x OFC.
Prompt: A friend has told your lover that you’re in love with them, you deny it when they ask you about it.
Rating: T.
Warnings/Content: Little bit of angst on this one, then a little bit of fluff.
Word Count: 937.
Tag List (ask to be added/removed): @alyhull @beingthelite @simoneinside @sillynilly27
(I don’t own gif; all credit to allelitewrestlings!)
“Hello, earth to Miss Hearteyes.”
“Huh?”
She snapped out of her daze and blinked back into the reality of where she was. Across the table, Penelope quirked a brow at her and Allie followed suit. Oh no. Had she…? Her voice lowered.
“Was I staring again?”
Penelope and Allie nodded insync.
“Oh yeah,” Penelope said. “Big time staring. Have you told him yet?”
Embarrassed, she put her face in her hands. The sound of Matt and Nick laughing across from catering picked her head back up. The brothers were filming another bit for BTE but Nick’s dry humor broke Matt so many times that it was taking them a cool minute to get through it. They were two of her good friends and were what drew her into AEW in the first place.
Nick, most of the time, stayed with her late to try out some moves one of them had thought of or just grab dinner after a long day. Somewhere between all that, she had fallen. Hard. And she felt so ridiculous not being able to just say it outright. Bubbly with champagne, she had kissed his cheek at New Years and that quick little moment hadn’t left her head.
As close as her and Nick were, Allie and Penelope were closer. Which meant that they knew things.
“Told Nick what yet?”
“Oh my gosh, we didn’t even say his name,” Allie said with a look of surprise. The blonde leaned in and gave the two brothers a not-so -inconspicuous look. “Have you told him that you…you know, that you’re in love with him?”
“What? Oh my god, no!”
Her sudden outburst drew Nick’s attention and the man glanced over, blue eyes on her with a furrowed look of concern. The room suddenly felt three sizes too small and she wasn’t that hungry anymore. She gathered her things and sped off at the speed of sound, nearly taking out a confused Kyle O’Reilly on the way.
Allie and Penelope watched her go, then glanced at each other as a thought brewed between them.
—
Her heart finally calmed down and not long after it, her stomach growled. Damn it, she thought. She really shouldn’t have thrown her food away and ran like that. A knock sounded at her door. With a deep breath, she gathered herself and opened it with a small smile.
“Hey, how can I–Nick! Hi!”
“Hey yourself,” he said, his voice comforting and low. A bag of food from one of their favorite places was in his hand. “I saw you throw away a whole sandwich and chips, are you alright?”
“Um,” she said as she tried to reroute herself into being normal in front of him. “I just wasn’t all that hungry! That’s all. I’m totally fine. Why, what’s up? Are you fine?”
Her stomach, that bastard, loudly protested.
“Uh-huh,” he said as he stepped in. He gently shook the bag. “So I guess you don’t mind if I eat all of this? It’s a lot. A couple of your favorites even.”
Her gaze shot to the bag and he had her there.
“Okay, fine, I am super hungry.”
Nick grinned at her. They set up at the table in her room and as they ate, shared small talk, Nick watched her carefully.
“You sure you’re fine?”
The humor in his voice from before was replaced by genuine concern and her pulse raced.
“Yeah, yeah, just a lot on my…mind, I guess. Distracted.”
“Distracted,” he repeated as he dabbed a fry into some ketchup. “Gotcha. It’s just that, uh, Allie and Penelope talked to me a little today. After you left.”
She froze mid-sip of her drink. Quickly, she swallowed it and eyed him precariously. Panic flooded her chest and moved up her throat.
“What did they say?”
He let his fry sit in the ketchup as he rubbed at his jaw with his knuckles.
“Just that–”
Before she could stop it, her mouth opened.
“Did they tell you that I love you?”
“Yeah, actually,” he said as he glanced down at his food. “Pretty much exactly that. I wanted to talk to you about that.”
Torn between the need to laugh or cry, she went for an awkward mix of both.
“Nick, I don’t love you,” she said and didn’t know what to make of the expression on his face when he looked at her. “N-Not like that. I do love you. As a friend! I love you…as a friend. I told them that I love you as a friend and they must’ve just ran with it.”
Jesus, how many times had she said as a friend? Nick watched her fumble, eyes going between hers and her lips as they trembled through her excuse.
“Oh,” he said as he shifted in his seat. “I love you too.”
His sudden smirk disarmed her as he continued. Was he...teasing her?
“You know, as a friend.”
She couldn’t help but smile back at him. The panic receded and she relaxed in her chair, no longer sitting up ramrod straight. A quiet moment of understanding passed between them and she couldn’t look away from him.
“You know,” he started back up. “They seemed pretty adamant that–”
“Nick, please,” she said sheepishly. “Can we just eat?”
“Sure, fine,” he said through a laugh, the one that curled the corners of his mouth and lit up his eyes. “Besides, there’s no better place to eat than with my good friend that I love. As a friend.”
She scowled at him but it didn’t last long, the two easily falling into their habits of relaxed smiles and easy laughter.
#nick jackson fanfiction#nick jackson fic#nick jackson imagine#aew imagine#aew fic#aew fanfiction#wrestling imagine#wrestling fic#young bucks fanfiction#young bucks imagine
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• little star — kyle o’reilly •
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{ word count } — 254
{ genre } — fluff
{ warnings } — none
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the flash of his camera glowed throughout the darkness of your bedroom, you eyelids heavy with sleep as he snapped another photo, you had allowed him to do so just because you found it endearing that he would want to photograph you, even in your current state, hair sprawled across the pillows, your body curled up comfortably in the blankets. you were his muse.
an hour he spent, simply taking photographs. he had not noticed how high the moon had become, bright stars littering a sky of black mass. the stars reminded him a lot of you, so bright, unbothered that their beauty was a glorious distraction for him. he could stare for hours and never get bored of the sight.
an arm snuck around his waist, you pulled him down gently on the bed beside you, his camera tumbling into the soft cotton sheets below, simply resting in between your two bodies. he noticed a twinkle in your eyes, much like the stars. a beauty of a sight.
he could not help but lean in, his forehead resting against yours, the coolness of your breath fanning against his top lip, a shiver ran up your sides as his fingertips began to trace shapes into your arm and up your shoulders, chest, neck until he finally reached your cheek, cupping it, delicately swiping a thumb across the skin, his lips meeting yours with a gentle kiss, melding together as one as sleep began to take over your bodies.
“my little star, you’re so precious”
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#{ my fics : 🤍 }#kyle o'reilly#aew fanfiction#aew imagine#aew wrestling#aew#wrestling smut#wwe smut#aew smut#aew dynamite#aew rampage#fanfic#redragon
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2020 - archived
[18+ advised ] This is going to be long af. I’m going to do my best to put everything - all my writing on this blog, in one goddamn place, but I make no promises, so forgive me in advance. Below the cut is everything I’ve written and posted, for every single wrestler I’ve written for so far. If its’ not linked, then I haven’t posted it yet or it’s a placeholder. If it’s bolded/has an m out beside it, it is most definitely mature and only meant for a mature (18+) audience. If there’s an asterisk (*) out beside the title, it belongs to or is part of something else that I have on the blog.
If you want to be on the taglist for my writing, you can find that [here]. If you want to know what I write / how often I write and stuff like that, my faq/about post is [here]
adam hangman page | take you home | spring | mature.
adam hangman page | baby fever | winter| mature.
adam hangman page | darlin | summer | mature.
baron corbin | right now | winter | mature.
darby allin | the sound of silence | spring | mature.
drew mcintyre | somebody watching me | spring | mature.
drew mcintyre | alpha | winter | mature.
ethan carter iii | worship you | winter | mature.
jon moxley | duality| summer | mature.
jon moxley | allnighter | summer | mature.
jungle boy | touch myself | winter | mature.
jungle boy | unnamed as of yet | summer | mature.
kevin owens | morning | summer | mature.
kyle o’reilly | backseats and phone calls | spring | mature.
kyle o’reilly | the quiet game | winter | mature.
mjf | dessert first | winter | mature.
mjf | sweet | summer | mature.
mjf | morningafter | summer | mature.
roman reigns | alpha | winter | mature.
sammy guevara | dirty dancer | winter | suggestive.
sammy guevara | cheater | summer | mature.
trent beretta | blackout | summer | mature.
trent beretta | sneaky | fall | mature.
adam hangman page | whatcha gonna do by hinder | angst / comfort.
adam hangman page | push my buttons [ suggestive] |
adam hangman page | i’m erasing myself from the narrative | i’m putting myself back into the narrative | may you always be satisfied | the story of tonight.
adam hangman page | second one to know | dancing around an open fire | |
adam hangman page | dreaming of a wedding dress | |
adam hangman page | the love boat || |
adam hangman page | sweet cherry pie || that dress is begging to come off [ virgin oc; mature af }
adam hangman page | | honey on my table suggestive | motion of the ocean - cruise romance au, mature |
adam hangman page | alone among the couples |
adam hangman page | im yours - alphaverse au | won’t you stay with me alphaverse au | bathtub mermaid - alphaverse au/suggestive |
adam hangman page | she’s a nutcracker |
adam hangman page | virginia on my mind, angst | fuck you and the horse you rode in on [ an au of what ifs second chapter, holy shit mature] | | punishment pretty please, goes with wildside/whatifs holy shit mature | pour some sugar on me, mature | |
baron corbin | everything you can do i can do better |
baron corbin | follow me | prince not so charming |
baron corbin | love on the rocks |
curtis axel | | | boop [ mature ] | be kind rewind [ roommates au, mature ]|
curtis axel | discount chocolate day | |
drew gulak thoughts of yesterdays | august rush | lost in your eyes [ suggestive.]
drew gulak | he loves me, he loves you not [ miiild suggestive, alphaverse] | | leave her wild [ suggestive alphaverse..kinda] |
drew gulak |once upon a dream [ soulmate au] | starcrossed lovers and other strangers [ suggestive ] |
drew gulak | valentines day episode |
drew mcintyre | marionette | | just between me and you |
drew mcintyre | burnt homemade chocolates [ conclusion to my alphaverse short fic, suggestive and fluffy ] |
edge x ofc x christian | seeds of unrest |
elias samson | couples costume contest |
elias samson | waiting on your friends to leave
ethan carter III | winners remorse | rewrite history [ a retelling of w.r] | |
finn balor | after an endless dream |
jay white | graveyard smash | punch drunk princess [ vampire au; mature] | it should’ve been you [human version of vampire au]
jeff hardy | it all started with glow paint [ suggestive; bordering mature ] |
jeff hardy | do i look lonely | my lips are up here [suggestive]
jon moxley | hurt me so good | if I loved you less I could talk about it more | can’t find a better man [mature].
jon moxley | bloody valentine |
jon moxley | your days are numbered | spared but not forgiven | nature adores a virgin [mature]
jon moxley | all the guys want cheerleaders | ps i lo- | no more almosts | warm desert wind | | dark as night [ roommates au / suggestive ] |
jon moxley | siren song [ soulmate/pirate and siren au |
jungle boy | sweet boy |
kyle o’reilly | can I see through you | | death of a bachelor |
mjf | did you just grab yourself on tv |
mjf | candy hearts taste like chalk |
pete dunne | you jump i jump jack | | you can’t win | I’m melting
pete dunne |bitter bite alphaverse au | aftershocks suggestive |
roderick strong | trying not to smile |
roderick strong | kisses like cruelty [suggestive,borderline mature] | | |
roderick strong | walking the line | put ‘em up |
roman reigns | patchwork heart |
roman reigns | slow roasted |
roman reigns | anorgasmia |
sami zayn | farmers market | moonbeams on pumpkins
sami zayn | heart and soul |
sami zayn | reflecting light |
zack ryder | rough rider
12 Days Of Christmas Masterlist 2020
My entries for the 12 Days of Christmas on both my writing blogs can be found on this post right here. [ merry christmas clicky ]
Halloween
Thanksgiving
Christmas
New Years
Valentines Day
Other Holidays / Special Occasions
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS I HAVE / USE TO WRITE
original character, Adeline x |
original character, Kasey x |
original character, Violet x |
WRESTLERS ONLY DOWN BELOW
adam hangman page x [m] | x - soft hangman | x -hangman does halloween | x hangman on your first date [ fluffy,suggestive]| x [soft] | adopting a dog | enemies to lovers | roommates to lovers | softly mature | more halloween hangman |
buddy murphy x [ mature, sex life] |
cash wheeler x [ suggestive ] |
chuck taylor x [soft]| x more soft |
damien priest x [ mature ] |
darby allin x[soft] | x [mature] |
drew gulak x |
drew mcintyre x [ mature ] |
eddie kingston x | x | x mature | enemies to lovers |
elite x celebrating Halloween with the Elite |
ethan carter iii x [m] |
finn balor x [ m] | x [m] |
heath slater x |
jeff hardy x[m] | sick female!SO [pms mentioned briefly] |
jon moxley x [m] | x [m] |
jungle boy x[food/cooking] | x [ actual! jungle boy in love ] | fall softness |
kenny omega x [ suggestive ] | x | x [halloween] |
kevin owens x [m] |
kyle o’reilly x [ mature - werewolf!kyle ] |
luchasaurus x[mature+soft] |
marko stunt x soft and mature | x mature | x soft | x daddy kink of sorts |
matt jackson x [m] | x more m | enemiest to lovers -suggestive |
nick jackson x [suggestive] | losing a basketball game to you | x mature/soft mix |
orange cassidy x [lowkey m] |
Pac x [suggestive fluff] |
pentagon jr x mature |
pete dunne x [ mature ] |
prince devitt x mature |
ecw era raven x [soft ] | x [m] | x[halloween] |
roderick strong x [ adopting a kid with ] |
roman reigns x!HeelRoman, slight nsfw |
sami callihan x [ music preferences ] |
trent beretta x [lowkey m] | x [ soft ] | x [ more soft ] |
tyler breeze x [ enemies to lovers, polyamory hinted at |
undertaker x [ gender neutral baker / biker taker SO] |
wardlow x [ m ] | x [m] | x [ soft] | x[ halloween] | x mature | x Christmas with Wardlow |
AEW;
- adam hangman page [ f s v ] | o i d | c m x | k l |
- cash wheeler [ i l s ] | [ m o r ] | c s u |
- chuck taylor [ j m w ] | [ a d l ] | [ c v ] | i k w | n u x |
- darby allin [ k o t ]
- jack evans [ b t h ] |
- jon moxley [ a k r ] |
- jungle boy [ d m o ] |
- matt jackson [ k q w ] | [ b d e ] | f i o | u y | c j v |
- mjf [ s k v ] | b m u |
- nick jackson [ a b g ] | [ m o ] | c i o |
- orange cassidy [ f h x ] | [ o ] | [ i p v ] | [ k w ]
- pac [ d m x ] | [ i p u ] | [ f o s ] |
- santana [ a o q ] |
- trent beretta [ j m u ] |
- wardlow [ d j w ] | [ k u ] | [ b m r ] | [ a o v ] | c i p |
WWE NXT;
- chad gable [ b o u ] |
- damien priest [ d i v ] |
- drew mcintyre [ b e d ] | i p w |
- jinder mahal [ g i w ] |
- roman reigns [ c u m ] |
- timothy thatcher [ c j y ] | f k | d |
- tyler breeze [ l x y ] | d j u |
TNA;
- heath miller [ b e d ] |
NJPW;
- jay white [ d f k ] | k u m | b j w |
AEW;
WWE / NXT;
AEW;
WWE / NXT;
#wrestling fanfiction masterlist#masterlist wrestling fanfiction#wrestling fanfiction writer#wrestling fanfiction blog#out with the old; in with the new
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12 Days Of Christmas, A Masterlist.
Pretty sure that you’ve all figured out that I’m going to be taking part in the 12 Days of Christmas event that the lovely and amazing @champbucks is doing this year. If you didn’t know already, well hehe.. surprise?!? This is the first time I’ve ever done anything like this? And I really had a blast. I tried to do things for both my wrestle writing blog @snarkwriteswrasslin and my multifandom blog @snarkwritesmultifandom for all 12 days. Just to keep them together and so hopefully more people have access to everything, I thought I’d make one masterlist for everything I’ve done that’ll be coming out and post it to my main blog. I don’t always post my writing bullshit on my main, so... I guess this is me, saying happy holidays to all of you lovelies? Enjoy!
I tried not to write too many smutty things, but I can tell you that I... kinda... failed.. at doing so... just a little bit. For the most part, everything below is fluff/angst/comedy but there were a few times where things got a little... heated. Anything that’s mature / has mature themes, triggering themes, etc, is marked with an m or has it’s appropriate warning beside the title.
I had so much fun doing this!! Thanks again, @champbucks for letting me be part of it!
Tagging: @12daysofchristmas (in case some of the stories weren’t tagged right / tag doesn’t work bc we know tumblr stays messy af)
~ MULTIFANDOM~
13.12 - Bonfire, Ray Palmer | Legends Of Tomorrow [ heat, m - part 1 of 3 ]
14.12 - Songs | Music, Tim Speedle | CSI Miami [ all i want for christmas is you ]
15.12 - Wrapping Paper, Bucky Barnes | MCU [moodboard + blurb “big red bow”, suggestive-ish.]
16.12 - Snow, Shane Walsh | The Walking Dead [moodboard + blurb “ let it snow “, ]
16.12 - Snow, Ben Solo | Star wars [ moodboard + blurb “ snowbound” part 1 of 3]
17.12 - Holiday Carnival/Fair, Sweetpea | Riverdale [ kissing booth ]
18.12 - Candy, Reggie Mantle | Riverdale [moodboard + blurb “peppermint milkshake kisses”]
19.12 - Holiday Party, Juice Ortiz | Sons of Anarchy [ moodboard + blurb “ghosts of christmases past”]
19.12 - Holiday Party, Ben Solo | Star Wars [ moodboard + blurb “snowbound pt2″, fake dating trope ]
20.12 - Fireplace/Stockings, Ray Palmer | Legends of Tomorrow [ gray wool socks, suggestive-ish borderline m, part 2 of 3]
20.12 - Fireplace/ Stockings, Ben Solo | Star Wars [ moodboard + blurb “snowbound pt3″]
21.12- Tree/Decorating, Opie Winston | Sons Of Anarchy [ deck the halls,pregnant!ofc ]
22.12- Cookies/Baking/Gingerbread, Ray Palmer | Legends of Tomorrow [ moodboard + blurb “little gingerbread family″ ]
23.12- Cocoa, Connor & Murhpy MacManus | The Boondock Saints [ moodboard + blurb, “ how the irish keep warm”]
24.12 - Mistletoe, Lip Gallagher | Shameless [ mistletoe kiss, alcohol tw ]
~ WRESTLING~
13.12 - Bonfire, Adam Page | AEW [ moodboard + blurb “jack daniels kisses” alcohol tw.]
14.12 - Songs | Music, Curtis Axel | formerly WWE [ moodboard + blurb “santa,baby”]
15.12 - Wrapping Paper, Trent Baretta | AEW [ le tits now ]
16.12 - Snow, Chad Gable | WWE [ melt ]
17.12 - Holiday Carnival/Fair, MJF | AEW [you want to kiss me ]
18.12 - Candy, Switchblade Jay White | NJPW [ moodboard + blurb “peppermint kisses“]
19.12 - Holiday Party, Adam Hangman Page | AEW [ clumsy, alcohol tw ]
20.12 - Fireplace/Stockings, Kyle O’Reilly | NXT [ knee socks & stolen shirts, suggestive]
21.12- Tree/Decorating, Adam Hangman Page | AEW [ trees & traditions,singlemom!oc]
22.12- Cookies/Baking/Gingerbread, Timothy Thatcher | NXT [ moodboard + blurb “taste test” lightly suggestive]
23.12 - Cocoa, Kevin Owens | WWE [hot cocoa kisses]
24.12 - Mistletoe, MJF|AEW [ mistletoe, alcohol tw ]
#12 days of christmas masterlist#12 days of christmas#12daysofchristmas#wrestling fanfiction#legends of tomorrow fanfiction#boondock saints fanfiction#walking dead fanfiction#shameless fanfiction#csi miami fanfiction#mcu fanfiction#riverdale fanfiction#sons of anarchy fanfiction#aew fanfiction#njpw fanfiction#wwe fanfiction#nxt fanfiction#i tried to do a wide range of people/characters... hopefully i did that with this#happy holidays ya'll#have a... present... per se.
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Partners in Crime Chapter Nine
Notes: Some plot, some fluff. A few more cameos. Also, a bit of a retcon regarding the background of Raul and Joaquin, but it’s more of an expansion rather than a full on retcon. If you have any questions about their background, send in an ask
Tag Squad: @riottstheory @thirst-n-bullshit
“Austin???” She said in shock.
Austin F’’s head snapped up and her jaw dropped.
“Taynara?” She said, her eyes bugging out of her head. Taynara Conti nodded and broke away from Shotzi to pull Austin F into a hug. The two old friends held onto each other for a long moment.
“You two know each other?” The blue haired woman asked, cocking an eyebrow. Taynara looked at her boss, nodding.
“Yeah, A and I go back to when we were both runaways. Me, her, Aliyah Areeb, and Vanessa Borne teamed up. Had a lot of help from Jeff Hardy,” Taynara said.
“Wait, she’s the T in Team TAAV?” Austin T asked, looking at Austin F, who nodded.
“It’s so good to see you, what have you been up to?” Taynara asked. The blue haired woman cleared her throat, causing Taynara to look at her sheepishly.
“Sorry, Violet,” she said. Violet just nodded before looking at the two Austins.
“I am Violet, this is my husband Finn. These are Luke Gallows and Karl Anderson, our top bodyguards. And obviously you already know Taynara Conti,” Violet made introductions.
“Austin Flynn, he’s Austin Theory,” Austin F said. Violet nodded as Finn leaned forward, bracing his forearms against the desk while pressing his fingertips together.
“Gallows and Anderson have some information about the Elite,” he said, “And what they want with you two.”
“How do they know this information?” Austin T asked.
“We were told that no one from the Elite would be here,” Austin F added.
“They work for us, but the Elite thinks they work for them. We have them in there to spy for us,” Finn said calmly.
“They want you dead, and they aren’t going to stop until you are,” one of the bald men said.
“Gallows is right, they want you dead,” the other, assumably Karl Anderson, agreed.
“They are upset that you stole their stuff,” Gallows said, “Apparently you took some very important items from them.”
“We won’t let the Elite hurt them,” Raul said, his expression turning protective. Jake crossed his arms across his chest, nodding in agreement. Finn nodded, “Alright. We will keep Stephanie and Hunter updated, and they can update you.”
“Sounds good,” Jake said. Taynara grinned at the group, “So, you stayin’ here for a little while still?”
“I guess we are,” Austin F said with a nod. Taynara grinned wider and accompanied the four out.
“Don’t worry, you’ll always be safe here. Finn and Violet are good people, and the people who come into this club are either not aware of the more….criminal undergoings or are aware, and are allies,” Taynara said as she stopped at a table of four men.
“Sup Taynara?” One of the guys, one with longer brown hair.
“Hey Adam, and Adam’s boys,” Taynara said before turning to the four, “This is Adam Cole and his boys; Roderick Strong, Bobby Fish, and Kyle O’Reilly. They comprise the Undisputed Era, along with some friends of theirs.”
“What is the Undisputed Era exactly?” Austin T asked curiously.
“We help out the McMahon family when they need it, cause some problems,” one of the other men, older looking with dark hair and a beard.
“It’s a lot of fun,” a younger looking man with reddish-brown hair said with a grin.
“Roderick Strong,” the final guy said, he was clean shaven with dark brown hair, “That’s Bobby Fish (he pointed to the dark haired bearded guy) and Kyle O'Reilly (he pointed to the reddish-brown haired guy).”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Austin F said. The group chatted for a little bit longer before heading their separate ways. They stayed at the club for a few more hours before heading back to the apartment.
The days passed in a blur, nothing too interesting happening as the group mainly hung out at the apartment, occasionally visited by others. One such memorable occasion, Joaquin stopped by with a blonde girl next to him.
“Joaquin, is everything alright?” Raul asked his friend worriedly. Joaquin have Raul a relaxed grin.
“Everything is just fine,” he assured him, “I just wanted to introduce the Austins to Scout.”
“Hi,” the blonde woman said, “I’m Scout Schott-Wilde, Joaquin is my husband.”
“Austin Theory, she’s Austin Flynn,” Austin T said.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Scout said, “Joaquin mentioned that Raul and Jake have talked about the two of you a lot….like a lot a lot.”
“Scout,” Jake hissed, blushing. Scout laughed, grinning at them.
“So how did you meet Joaquin?” Austin F asked.
“I uh….I witnessed something about five years ago, the McMahon family found out through their friends and offered protection. Joaquin was the one who protected me. We fell in love and got married two years ago.”
“I couldn’t imagine anyone hurting her,” Joaquin said and slid his arm around Scout’s waist, kissing her head. Joaquin and Scout visited for a few hours before heading out with promises to visit again soon.
“They’re nice,” Austin F commented as Raul cooked some dinner and she leaned against the counter, talking with him.
“Joaquin is perhaps my closest friend, I love him like a brother. Scout has been so good for him, he deserves her after everything Jorge Escobar put us through.”
“Who is he? Jorge Escobar?” Austin F asked softly. Raul looked at her, causing Austin F to flush.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean….” she began before Raul shook his head.
“It’s okay. Jorge Escobar was the man Joaquin and I used to work for, he was known as El Fantasma and we were the personal bodyguards for his son, Santos. To the public Santos was known as El Hijo del Fantasma, with his father being El Fantasma.”
“Joaquin mentioned him when I first met him,” Austin F recalled, “Said he was an asshole and kidnapped you from your families.”
“Jorge did, and he was a complete asshole. But Santos was….different. He was almost….nice. He treated us like family. I remember once some idiot tried calling Joaquin and I just back-up, Santos flipped his lid and told them we were his family before killing him. When Jorge was arrested, Santos took over, but when he disappeared was when Joaquin and I joined the McMahon family,” Raul explained. Austin F nodded and the two fell into silence before the phone rang. Austin F jumped as Raul turned the stove off and walked over to the phone, picking it up.
“Hello?” He said calmly. Raul was quiet for a long moment, only nodding a few times before pulling the phone away from his ear and extending it to Austin F.
“Austin, this is for you,” he said. Austin F took the phone, looking worried.
“Hello?” She said cautiously.
“Austin Flynn? This is Detective Morse with the NYPD….” the familiar voice of Bobbi said.
“Um hi….is everything okay?” Austin F said.
“Can you come to Clinica Sanado? A woman named Vanessa Borne has been shot, I believe by the Elite….and she mentioned she knows you.”
“Fuck,” Austin F swore, “I’ll be there.” She hung up, shaking. Raul looked at her.
“Austin? Is everything alright?” He asked gently. Austin F shook her head, getting up from the counter.
“I need to go, I have to get to Clinica Sanado. My friend….she’s been shot. I need to get to her, talk to her,” she said. Raul picked up a set of keys before picking up his pistol and sliding it into his suit jacket.
“I will take you,” he said. Austin F shook her head, “No, it’s okay.”
“Austin, I am taking you. I know how to get there and the Elite still wants to kill you. I’m not letting you get hurt,” Raul said firmly. Austin F stared at him for a long moment before nodding.
“Okay….okay,” she said. Raul smiled and the two headed out.
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you’re not broken - pt. 2
fem!reader x kyle o’reilly
a year has passed since Kyle proposed to reader. Christmas Day 2021 is here, which is the date that reader and Kyle decided on for their wedding. reader invites her family, and her mother is not very happy ...
word count: 2k+
warnings: mentions of death, mentions of a plane crash, very angsty, a touch of smut, implied sex, defensive!kyle, upset!reader
— this is for whoever wanted a part 2. i hope you enjoy —
masterlist || request an imagine here
part 1
~ some 18+ content below - read at your own risk ~
You smile and look at yourself in the mirror of your bridal suite. It's been a year to the day since Kyle proposed to you. It's Christmas Day 2021 and you stand in your dress. A smile is painted across your lips as your maid of honor, Tegan Nox, fixing the veil that is attached to a little tiara.
The dress itself is mermaid style. The skirt begins to flare out at your knees, and there's a layer of sparkly fabric. There are no sleeves and a sparkly silver belt sits around your waist. The skirt and veil leave a small train behind you.
There's a knock on your suite door and you call, "Come in! Unless your name is Kyle O'Reilly."
The door opens and your now fourteen year old sister pops her head in. "Mom just got here," she says. "And she looks ridiculous."
Your eyebrows come together as the door slams open. Your mother stands in a white cocktail dress. Your eyes widen and you say, "Are you literally kidding me right now? You're really wearing a white dress to your own daughter's wedding?"
"Y/N, I tried to get her to change but she wouldn't listen to me," your sister immediately says.
Your eyes don't leave your mother. You say, "I can't believe you, Mom. I really can't. I held my title for almost 700 days, I was a double champion for 200 days. I don't know what else I can do to prove to you that I'm not my sister."
Tegan looks at you and your mother before your mother says, "You're nothing like your sister, honey. You're still alive while she's dead."
Your younger sister says, "Mom! It's her wedding day! Are you serious right now?"
"Y/OS/S will never get a wedding day," your mother states. "She'll never have kids. She'll never have the family that Y/N plans on having with Kyle."
Tears well up in your eyes and you say, "That's not my fucking fault. It's the pilot's fault. He's the reason the plane took a nosedive into the Atlantic with her on it."
Your mother walks up to you and says, "It should've been you!"
You flinch away from your mom as the door opens. You see your grandmom walk in. Your dad's mom. Your mom's mother-in-law.
"You better not have said what I think you said to my granddaughter," your grandmom says.
The angry look in your mother's eyes turns into annoyance or fear. You can't tell but the tears that formed are now falling down your face.
Your grandmother says, "You wore white to your own daughter's wedding. You're seriously that low.
Y/S/N runs over and hugs you. You hug her back as your mother says, "Why shouldn't I have? It's not like she doesn't deserve it." She shoots a glare in your direction.
Maybe she's right.
You look at your sister and ask, "Where's Kyle's room? I need to talk to him."
Your sister says, "He's in room 103."
As you go to leave, your mother says, "Oh, running away as per usual."
"I'm going to tell my fiancé that I'm not getting married if my own mother tries to ruin it," you say. "It's one thing if one of my exes or one of Kyle's try to ruin it because I can handle that. I can't handle my own mother showing up in a white dress to my own wedding."
You leave the room and walk down to Kyle's.
After standing outside the room for a second, you knock. "One second!" you hear from the inside.
You wait patiently as the door opens, revealing not Kyle but Adam Cole. He looks confused and says, "You're not supposed to be here, Y/N."
"I need to, um, talk to Kyle," you say, voice shaky.
Adam looks at you confused before he says, "I'll go get him." Adam walks off. Kyle appears in front of you seconds later.
Your fiance looks at you and asks, "Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Kyle engulfs you in a hug and you say, "My mom showed up in a white dress, Kyle. A freaking white dress. Then she started saying how my sister will never get a wedding or have a family like us, and she said that it should've been me. She's ruined the day, Kyle. I can't do this today."
"Can't do what?" he asks, looking down at you. You look up at him with tears in your eyes.
You cry, "I can't get married today. I can't do it."
He gets a look in his eyes and he says, "I'm going to talk to your mother. Where is she?"
As Kyle whips your tears away, you say, "My room. 109."
Kyle walks down the hallway and you follow him. He bursts into the room and says, "How fucking dare you show up to our wedding in a white dress. How fucking dare you say to Y/N that it should've been her that died in that crash. This is Y/N's day. It's her day, and you're here to, what, tell her that she should have died? I'm sorry that Y/OS/N died, I wish I could have met her, but I know that she sure as hell wouldn't want you ruining her younger's sister's wedding day. Either get out of that dress, support Y/N, and get your act together or get the fuck out and go home."
Kyle being supportive and defensive makes you change your mind back instantly to wanting to marry Kyle today. If he's willing to put up with this side of your family then you're one hundred percent ready to marry him today, no matter what.
"Who do you think you are speaking to me like that?" your mother retorts. "I am-"
You watch as Kyle cuts her off. "I don't give two shits who you are," he says, making you cover a small smile that has begun to form on your lips. "You could be the president and I wouldn't fucking care. Stop talking to Y/N like she did something wrong because she didn't. It's not her fault that Y/OS/N died. She's worked harder than I've ever seen her work since you told her she was nothing like Y/OS/N. 678 days as NXT Women's Champion and 200 days as WWE Women's Tag Team Champion. That's a hell of an accomplishment that I'll never achieve but you should be proud of her instead of fucking bashing her! Grow the hell up or get out!"
Your mother looks at Kyle and looks at you behind him. Your grandmother looks almost proud and your younger sister is smiling.
Kyle has officially put your mother in her place and she's officially speechless. She also doesn't look happy.
There's tension in the air as you wait for someone to make a move.
Your mother grabs her things and walks toward the door. She stops and says, "Enjoy your life, Y/N. I never want to see or talk to you again."
Then she leaves and you're heartbroken. Your own mother won't watch as you say I do to Kyle.
Honestly, you're not that upset about it, just heartbroken that it had to come to this.
You look up at Kyle and he looks at you. "Y/N, I'm so-"
Before he can say another word, you put your hands on his cheeks and kiss him. Hard. It's a hard kiss.
Your grandmother says, "Alright, let's go Y/S/N. We shouldn't be here for this."
"But I wanna see what happens," she says, leaving the room with your grandmom.
There's a laugh as your grandmother says, "No you don't."
The door closes and Kyle pulls back from the kiss, looking down at you. "What was that for?" he asks.
You say, "No one's ever put her in her place like that, and honestly, it was hot."
Kyle laughs and says, "You would find it hot, wouldn't you?"
"I've never seen you get so defensive," you say. "It was so hot, especially with the cursing."
Your fiancé's cheeks turn a light red and he smiles. "Remind me to ask Regal to let me curse in the ring when cutting promos," Kyle says.
You lean up and kiss Kyle again. "Please do," you say.
Kyle kisses you back and cups your cheeks. You smile into the kiss, wrapping your hands around Kyle's wrists.
The two of you stand in the room like that for a few minutes, and you feel a small ache between your legs. Kyle's cursing affected you more than you thought.
You pull back from the kiss and look up at Kyle.
"I don't think I can wait for tonight," you admit.
Kyle glances at the time then sheds his suit jacket. He undoes his tie before he says, "We got time. About thirty minutes."
You reach behind you and unzip your dress as you say, "I think we'll only need fifteen."
As soon as you're both naked, you're laid out on the bed with Kyle on top of you.
Let's just say that it was the best pre-wedding sex of all time.
***
Kyle gets dressed and goes back to his room with the Undisputed Era boys as soon as you're both done in bed.
You slip your dress back on as Tegan, your younger sister, and your best friend come into the room.
"Oh, Y/N," Tegan says, hiding a laugh. "Your chest is a mess."
You look down to see that Kyle definitely left his mark on you. Your cheeks heat up and your best friend says, "Must've been good. I can promise you that tonight will be even better."
"He's already planning for tonight," you giggle. "He told me that he was holding back until tonight, and it was still some of the best we've had."
Your sister has her ears covered and you laugh at the sight.
The girls help get you fixed up and ready to walk down the aisle.
Twenty minutes later, it's time. You walk down the aisle with your father, who told your mother to leave without him because he wasn't missing your wedding.
The ceremony is taking place outside right next to an ocean. It's a beautiful day outside in Florida. A warm 60 something degrees with a slight breeze. It's a warm Christmas Day. It usually is.
Kyle stands at the end of the aisle under a white arch covered in white flowers.
Your father hands you off to Kyle, who's smiling at you. "That dress looked better on the floor," he says quietly. A smirk follows the comment.
"Behave yourself, Mr. O'Reilly," you giggle.
Kyle says, "I'll try my best, Mrs. O'Reilly."
You smile at your new last name, even if it's not official yet.
You meet Kyle's eyes and as soon as they do, you don't break eye contact with him. Not when you were saying your vows and not while you were crying as Kyle said his.
It takes an eternity for the official to say, "By the power invested in me by the state of Florida, I pronounce you man and wife. Kyle, you may kiss your bride."
"I've already done that once today," Kyle says. "Or a few dozen times." The crowd laughs. "But I'll do it again."
And he does. He seals the marriage with a kiss.
The crowd claps and you pull back from the kiss. You don't pull that far away as you say, "I love you, Kyle."
Kyle smiles and says, "And I love you, Y/N."
Then the two of you share a second kiss as husband and wife.
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Kyle O’Reilly fluff
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Happy Birthday to my sister <3
last night was perfect. i married the man of my dreams in the most amazing ceremony, he let me plan my dream wedding, and he planned the honeymoon. the only catch was he didn't tell me where we are going
Waking up in his arms after last night was probably the best feeling ever.
"good morning beautiful" he says
"morning handsome" I say snuggling into his chest
"we need to get up, we have a plane to catch" he says
"where are going?" I ask
"it's somewhere you always wanted to go but never have been" he says
"Japan?" I ask
"nope" he says
"Paris?" I ask
"nope" he says
"just tell me" I say excitedly
“how about a cruise?” he says
“really?” I as jumping up and down
“yep. a cruise all around the Caribbean, I get to spend time with the most gorgeous girl ever on white sand beaches and crystal blue water. I don’t think I could have planned a better trip
"this is going to be the best honeymoon ever" I say
"only the best for my wife" he says before kissing me
“thank you so much, the last 24 hours have been the best of my life. not only did I get to marry the man of my dreams, but now I get to spend two weeks alone with him. I love you so much Kyle.”
“I love you too gorgeous."
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No More Silent Nights | Kyle O’Reilly
❛❛Kyle- Kyle and reader are having their first Christmas together and on Christmas Day, reader tells Kyle she’s pregnant ❜❜-shieldgirl18
Pairings: Kyle O’Reilly x Fem!Reader
Featuring: Kyle O’Reilly, Y/n (Reader), Unborn baby, Adam Cole, Bobby Fish & Roderick Strong.
Summary: y/n finally tells Kyle they are going to have a baby.
WARNINGS: fluff, kissing, pregnancy announcement, PDA.
Word Count: 870
A/N: FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED! GOT A KYLE O’REILLY OR UE OR WWE REQUEST? SEND IT IN!
Nerves racked through your body as you looked at Kyle then at the sonogram that was hidden in the branches. Hands shaking heart pounding faster. Slightly feeling like you were going to throw up. Kyle was too preoccupied with one of his console games to notice.
You quickly grabbed the sonogram from the brunches.
“I have a surprise for you.” You spoke, Making Kyle look at you. He quirked an eyebrow. His gaze went down to what you were holding. Eyes widening in surprise. Looking at you with a shocked expression.
You gave him a nervous smile, turning the sonogram around to face him.
Kyle stared at the sonogram stunned. Mouth a gap. Eyes widen in shock.
“We’re going to be parents soon,” You spoke. Smiling happily at Kyle. Kyle’s gaze fell to your covered stomach. Then went back to the sonogram you were holding. Seeing a small little image. It looked it a peanut.
“You’re pregnant… We are going to be parents,” Kyle sputtered out. Taking the sonogram from your grasp. His shocked expression fading away and being replaced by happiness. Making your heart swell.
He looked up at you. Beaming at you with so much happiness. Still holding the sonogram in his hands, he scooted closer to you. He stood up, pulling you up with him.
Placing his hands on the side of your face. Kissing you passionately. Making your eyes flutter closed, your heart beating faster. you let out a small moan. Kyle broke the kiss, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to his body.
“All the other presents don’t add up to this, this is the best gift ever,” Kyle beamed, lifting you off the ground and spinning you around excitedly. Making your stomach turn.
Kyle stopped spinning you around, realizing it was probably bad for the baby.
“Oh, I’m sorry, baby,” He apologized.
Kyle lowered his head down to your stomach.
“I’m sorry little one, I cant wait for you to come into this world, so I get to hold you, and love you unconditionally,” Kyle cooed, making your eyes water. Placing his hands on your growing stomach. Looking down at Kyle in awe.
“We have to tell the boys,” He exclaimed. Looking up at you. You let out a small chuckle. As Kyle stood up. Grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the dining table where the laptop was.
Kyle swiped his index finger across the mousepad of the laptop. Sitting down on the chair in front of the laptop. Pulling you down to sit on his lap. Wrapping an arm around you.
Moving his index finger on the mousepad towards the zoom app. Contacting Roddy, Bobby and Adam.
Kyle beamed excitedly at the boys as they appeared on the screen before any of them could utter a single word Kyle spoke.
“We are having a baby,” He exclaimed loudly, beaming proudly at the boys. Holding the sonogram up. You smiled happily at the boys as all their faces lit up with excitement. Kyle absently rubbed your stomach gently.
“Congratulations,” Bobby spoke. Smiling proudly at Kyle and you. You could see his eyes watering slightly.
“Hell yeah,” Adam yelled excitedly, pumping his fist up in the air excitedly. The corners of his eyes wrinkling.
“I am so proud of you two,” Bobby sniffled out. Quickly wiping his tears away before they fell.
“Kyle and you can bring the little one over when its born, and have play dates,” Roddy rambled.
“Hey Maria, Y/n’s pregnant,” Roddy shouted to Maria. Kyle pressed a soft kiss against your cheek, making you melt.
“Congratulations, if you need any help or advice, I’m here for you,” Maria spoke, poking her head on the corner of the screen, smiling excitedly at Kyle and you.
“Thank you, Maria, I will definitely take you up on that offer,” You responded. Smiling at her.
She smiled at you before pressing a quick kiss against Roddy’s cheek, then took off.
“We are going to be uncles,” Adam sing sang happily.
“I want to be the godparent,” Bobby spoke.
“No, I want to be the godparent,” Roddy and Adam whined at the same time. Making Kyle laugh. While you rolled your eyes.
“Well, I was thinking f/n and her husband should be the godparents,” You spoke.
Bobby, Roddy and Adam stared at you blankly for a second before bursting out laughing.
“F/n and her husband, that’s hilarious, you crack us up,” Roddy laughed out. Adam and Bobby laughed too. Before going back to arguing.
Kyle chuckled, as he peppered your jawline with kisses, trailing up to your ear.
“I love you, and our baby,” Kyle spoke softly into your ear. Making your heart rate speed up. Your breath hitch.
“I love you too, and our unborn baby,” You beamed, craning your neck to look at him to see Kyle already smiling at you, face lit up with happiness.
Kyle’s gaze fell to your lips then wandered back up to your eyes. Moving his head closer to yours. Eyes fluttering closed as his lips touched yours softly. kissing you passionately. Both of you ignoring Roddy, Bobby and Adam fighting over who was going to be the godparents of Kyle and your unborn child…
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an introductory to my blog :)
hi love! welcome to my page :) i write wrestling imagines for the stars of the wrestling world! this list will be updated as i go along! <3
males:
kenny omega
adam cole
kyle o’reilly
bobby fish
roderick strong
‘hangman’ adam page
seth rollins
roman reigns
jon moxley
dolph ziggler
finn bálor
johnny gargano
females:
alexa bliss
liv morgan
shotzi blackheart
sasha banks
bayley
types of imagines!
angst - sad.
fluff - cutesy type! can be slightly nfsw :)
smut - not the greatest at it but i’ll try my best <3
copyright!
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i do not claim ownership over anybody i write about - all of these works are original and are purely fictional! any reference to real life events is purely coincidental.
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Updated Request Rules & Guidelines
My first set of WWE Fanfiction Requests!
Hey everyone, if you’re reading this and are interested in submitting a request here are the rules/ guidelines of my doing requests. I thought long and hard about doing this and while I’m nervous I feel like doing requests will give me a kick to write more.
Requests will remain open as long as I feel like. I have the right to close them but will give fair warning in advance of closing the request.
Rules/ Guidelines:
1. All requests will be for male superstar / female reader (i.e. Finn Balor X Y/N). I have not written slash in a long time and am not prepared to jump back in. I will be dipping my toe back into that in the future but not now.
2. No self-harm/rape/death stories. They aren’t for me. I can’t write them. Note: Other things such as depression, anxiety, etc. are okay and allowed to be a part of the request but I will not write extremely triggering things. It’s difficult to write for me and even more difficult for some to read.
3. Requests will be filled as I am inspired by them. Not first come/first serve. You can’t rush writing.
4. Relating to the above rule you must be patient. If you are pushy or flat-out mean about how long it is taking to fill your request I will not finish it, no matter how good an idea it is.
5. I will write fluff, angst and smut. Be specific in what you are looking for.
6. I will accept requests from Anonymous but please know that if I can’t reply to your request there is no way of notifying you when it’s going up/ if I would like clarification on your request.
7. If you request smut you must be 18 years of age or older (AKA off anonymous and someone that lists their age in their profile). Also, if you request smut I cannot guarantee it will happen. If it doesn’t fit the story I won’t just throw it in there.
If you want to help inspire me:
1. Submit a particular image/ lyric/song/quote you associate with the request. I will try and use that as a guideline for my story.
2. Give me specifics. Don’t just say “A cute fluffy story with Pete Dunne, please and thanks!” That’s not enough.
Wrestlers I will write for: (Note, I know much more about WWE wrestlers than other promotions so please be kind if I don’t their characterization just right.)
· Adam Cole
· Adam Page
· AJ Styles
· Aleister Black
· Alex Shelley
· Andrade “Cien” Almas
· Baron Corbin
· Bobby Fish
· Bobby Roode
· Brian Kendrick
· Cedric Alexander
· Cesaro
· Chad Gable
· Chris Jericho
· Chris Sabin
· Cody Rhodes
· Corey Graves
· Dean Ambrose
· Drew McIntyre
· Elias
· Finn Balor
· Jason Jordan
· Jay Briscoe
· Jeff Hardy
· Johnny Gargano
· Kassius Ohno
· Kyle O’Reilly
· Mark Andrews
· Mark Briscoe
· Marty Scurll
· Matt Hardy
· Mojo Rawley
· Mustafa Ali
· Neville
· Pete Dunne
· Roderick Strong
· Roman Reigns
· Sami Zayn
· Seth Rollins
· Sheamus
· TJ Perkins
· Tommaso Ciampa
· Tony Nese
· Trent Seven
· Tye Dillinger
· Tyler Bate
· Velveteen Dream
· Will Ospreay
Note: If you have an idea for a wrestler not listed above send me the request but PLEASE include an alternative choice for the character. This list doesn’t mean I absolutely will not write for some people but this is who I feel I am comfortable writing.
A final reminder: If the rules are not adhered to/ a request makes me uncomfortable I will not complete the request. You all need to understand that a request is just that, a request. I will do my best to fill them all but this is not a contract. So please, be understanding of mine, as well as all, writer’s limitations and guidelines.
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