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thesupreme316 · 5 months

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How aew men react to someone disrespecting their gfs

nick wayne x female reader, darius martin x female reader, hook x female reader, action andretti x female reader, dante martin x female reader, Eddie kingston x female reader, ricky starks x female reader

AEW BOYS React to: You Being Disrespected/Them Protecting You

Word Count: 1K

Supreme Speaks: hey sorry for being late. but thanks for being patient. you and another anon had the same request so i hope they also see this. i hope you guys enjoy this. Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warning: GIFS AINT MINE, mentions of explicit language, slightly suggestive language

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

Nick Wayne:

Okay, in my mind NICK IS A BABY

HE JUST WANTS PEACE

So he’ll ask for an apology from the person and but they refuse…In fact, they double down

And he just gets to fighting; lunging and tackling the person

But I think he’ll blackout fight

Like he didn’t even know he threw a punch until you pulled him off the other dude/person

Nick would be in shock at his actions, he’s shocked that he was that angry

He doesn’t like physical confrontation HES JUST A BABY

Would definitely buy you anything after that to make it up to you

But if he sees them again, it’s on and poppin

Darius Martin

Okay, tbh yall can go back (light years away) to find when I wrote Darius defending the reader against Sammy Guevara (ew)

But I believe that Darius is very diplomatic

Like he’ll fight with words first

He be like trying to create distance between you and the person

Constantly getting in their face and telling em to back up

Hates when you feel uncomfortable and tries to keep his anger at bay so that way you don’t get frightened

HOWEVER

I do think that Darius would wait for your approval to punch the person or lay hands on them

Him: looks back for approval

You: sighs yea

He doesn’t care who is around, he wants to send a message that you should never be disrespected

Ricky Starks

Okay like I always say…Ricky is a sassy and bold man

So I see him verbally assaulting the person before any punches are thrown

“You have the nerve to talk like that to my girl? In that outfit? Your parents must be so disappointed”

Ricky would just tell you to pay no mind to the person but they kept pushing his buttons

So he did what any gentleman would do

He calmly placed you at the side, turned to the disrespectful person, and calmly whispered in their ear

The person would then make a disgusted face and quickly walk away; mumbling an apology to you

Ricky wouldn’t tell you what he did, all he said was “Let’s go back to having a gorgeous day, beautiful.”

It was like you saw a switch go off…

But he then tells you the only disrespectful thing you’re gonna take is THAT PIPE IN YO-

Dante Martin (okay, idk why but Dante has been on the front of my mind recently….SO MY BABY)

If you have seen various tag matches with him and Darius, Dante is more of a hot-head/impulsive person

I also think because of him putting on weight (HAVE YALL SEEN HIS BACK?? OMG I JUST WANNA-)

He has found new confidence in protecting you, a task he doesn’t take lightly

So I think he will punch first, ask questions later

But it’s so bad that Darius or any of The Lads would have to hold him back

Yeah, after that he’s quiet as a mouse

He’ll only be thinking about how he can better protect you

If someone tries you again, I think he would try to use his words

…

But that doesn’t work so he’ll just go back to punching people left and right

Hook

Mr. Nice Guy

JUST KIDDING

He’s a silent killer, we all knew that

So if anything he’s choking out bitches left and right

Without hesitation like it happens so fast and you didn’t even know how he managed to it

Like are you dating the cold-heart handsome devil or Sonic the Hedgehog

But what makes it funnier is that he’s choking out a person with a straight ass face

Like no struggling or strain on his face

AND THEN

He gets up and continues the conversation that you two were previously having

Like he didn’t wasn’t your shining knight

“So yeah I like Cool Ranch more than Nacho Cheese”

Action Andretti

Andretti is a sweetheart and I think at first glance he doesn’t look that intimidating

So I think some people be underestimating him

But once he heard you get uncomfortable and disrespected, he quietly moved you aside before yelling in the other person’s face

You never saw him this angry so you kind of were in shock

And then you saw Andretti’s fist curl up so you were trying to pull him away but he stayed firm

“No, this bastard will apologize to you first. Then we can leave”

Although you were in shock by your boyfriend’s behavior, you can’t lie

It did turn you on

As soon as the dude left, you complimented your boyfriend and thanked him

He was trying to say you’re welcome but he saw that glint in your eyes and knew immediately how to show that you had the best boyfriend around

SO HE LAID THE WOOD-

Eddie Kingston:

MANS WILL NOT TAKE IT

Remember how he threw that TV at JAS? Yeah, he’s throwing everything in sight

I think everyone needs to understand that Eddie motherfucking Kingston is a ride-and-die friend

He will scorch the earth to ensure that you are defended

Any and all DMX songs are playing in his head while he’s doing so

He doesn’t tolerate disrespect at any time

So he and his friends will actively look for the person who disrespected you

Once he finds them, he pulls them aside

“Listen partna, you disrespected my girlfriend back there…don’t you think you outta apologize?” (Holds fork up to the person’s eye)

Would come back with a chunk of the person’s hair as a trophy and peace offering to you

To this day, Eddie would not tell you how he managed to get such a big chunk of the dude’s hair

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sydsaint · 2 months

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Could you please do a Nick Wayne x reader where he is dating Christian Cage's Daughter? She's a wrestler too and he's just such a sweet heart to her. She's part of a Christian group but is the good one who tries to get them to act right and everyone loves her!❤️

My sweet baby boy. You can act evil all you want. But we know the truth. <3

Summary: The reader is Nick's girlfriend and Christian's eldest daughter. Nick sits at commentary gushing to Excalibur and Taz about how talented the reader is while she's in a match.

"You all ready to head out, babe?" Nick eagerly lingers by the locker room door, waiting for you.

"Yep, I'm good." You do one last quick check in the mirror before nodding. "I don't know why you're so eager to get out there, Nick." You giggle. "I'm the one wrestling, remember?"

Nick laughs and opens the door for you. "What? I'm not allowed to be a supportive boyfriend?' He teases you. "I like going out there and talking you up to the commentary team." He beams.

"I'm sure that Taz and Excalibur will be thrilled to have you." You laugh and head out to the ring with Nick.

You do your entrance and Nick stays off to the back so you've got the spotlight. His eyes sparkle with love and adoration as he watches you hop up on the apron and pose before getting into the ring.

Once you're safe in the ring, Nick heads over to the commentary table and takes a seat next to Taz in an empty chair.

"Oh." Taz glances at Nick before reaching for the extra headset on the table. "It looks like Nick will be joining us here on commentary for YN's match." He announces as he hands Nick the headset. "Nick. Welcome, kid."

"Thanks, Taz." Nick takes the headset and slips it on. "Are you guys ready to see YN pick up this win against Trish Adora?" He asks the table.

Excalibur snickers at Nick's enthusiasm. "We'll see about that." He grins under his mask.

The bell rings and match begins. You work on some new moves that your dad has been practicing with you and Nick. The new move set is different from what Trish is expecting from you so you get the advantage for most of the match.

"Did you guys see that moonsalt?" Nick asks the table when you try out your new top-rope maneuver. "Thing of beauty wasn't it?" He grins out to the ring.

"Very well executed move from YN, yes." Excalibur agrees with Nick. "And now it looks like she's going for the Killswitch." He adds as you move to finish Trish off.

You hit your fathers infamous finisher with poise and grace before hiking up Trish's leg against her chest and pinning her for the win. The bell rings and Nick brings out of his seat in excitement.

"Yeah!" Nick cheers. "That's my girlfriend!" He beams, staring into the ring at you like you're the only person in the world.

Taz and Excalibur both chuckle to themselves as Nick drops his headset on the table and sprints into the ring to greet you. He gets into the ring at your side and lifts your arm in victory.

"Yeah! Nice going, babe." Nick praises you. "That moonsalt looked so good! Your dad is going to be so stoked that you managed to perfect it!" He hugs your side once your arm is down.

You laugh at Nick's high energy and hug him back before you both hop out of the ring and head backstage to the locker rooms.

When you get back to the locker room, Christian is back from wherever he wandered off to. "YN, hey sweetie." Cage greets you. "How did your match against Trish go?" He asks you.

"YN was great!" Nick beats you to the punch. "She even hit that moonsalt that we've been working on." He adds eagerly.

"Yeah?" Christian turns toward you. "How'd it feel coming down?" He asks you. "You get dizzy? Or jam up your knee's on the landing at all?"

You shake your head and reach for a towel to wipe away some of the sweat accumulating on your face and neck. "No dizziness." You report. "And the landing was clean." You assure Christian.

"Good." Cage nods with a pleased smile. "I'm going to need everyone in a bit when Adam is planning to be out in the ring. YN, do you want to come along this time?" He asks you.

"And be mean to my favorite uncle for no reason?" You set a judgmental hand on your hip. "No thanks dad. I'm just going to grab a quick shower while everyone is gone." You nod toward the adjoined washroom.

A small twinge of annoyance crosses Christian's face but he shakes it off. You might not be as ruthless as your father when it comes to being in the ring. But you're still his kid. And besides. When it comes to violence and debauchery, Christian has Nick now.

"Suit yourself, sweetie." Christian shrugs. "Come on then, Nick. Let's head out." He nods to the door.

Nick nods and walks over to you. "I'll be back in a bit, babe." He kisses your cheek. "We'll go grab a late dinner after the show." He adds.

"Alright." You nod and happily accept Nick's kiss. "Be safe." You warn him. "And hey, don't be to hard on poor Uncle Adam, okay?" You add.

"I'll do my best." Nick whispers to you so Christian can't hear him. "Love you."

You grin and nod. "Love you too, Nicky." You lightly tease him with a grin.

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ktficworld · 11 months

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The Cinderella Moment

Pairing: reader x (you choose)

Summary: You are a broke college student who works for a very stuck up, arrogant and rude rich family. They give you food and shelter and so you always accept their impossible orders with a nod. But their order to go to a ball, disguised as their daughter might just flip your world upside down.

Warnings: Riches being shitty, reader's broke, verbal abuse.

A/n: This is an experiment and I dunno how it's gonna turn out, but if you like it then please do reblog.

"8 weeks? Can't it heal faster? The ball is just around the corner." The shrill voice of madam Abigail pierced your ears as you discreetly rubbed them.

The doctor who was sitting at the injured Rose's side shook his head and said. "No, Mrs. Thompson. It takes 6 to 8 weeks for a broken arm to fully heal."

Madam Abigail fall down on one of the chairs dramatically and you rolled your eyes as you took in the scene from a secluded corner of the room.

You were a college student. Well, a broke college student to be exact. You did get into a prestigious college on scholarship but the other bills were crippling down on you. You didn't want to burden your parents as your financial background was not favorable. After working in cafes and fast food chains, living in crappy apartments and skipping breakfast everyday. When you saw the job posting for a house keeper with housing and food, you jumped on it like a cat jumping on a ball.

You were finally able to move out of your shitty apartment with not so nice company into a decent maid's room and the food was also better than the leftovers at your previous jobs.

However, not everything was rainbows and sunshines. Your employer was horrible, condescending, rude and overall the epitome of rich, stuck-up assholes. You now worked almost 24/7, having to be present on a whim and maintaining everything into perfection.

It was like retail job, just no off time with Karens screaming at you all the time. But you didn't give a fuck. Every insult hurled at you would fall on deaf ears because you learnt long time ago that detachment really annoyed people with superiority complex.

Mr. Thompson was rarely home so it was only Abigail and her ducklings following her around. The only person who was nice to you was laying on the bed with a broken arm. The only one eligible for the grand ball.

Oh, the grand ball? It was a masquerade party, the most hyped upcoming event, organized by one of the richest man in the country, so he could find someone to settle down with. People called him prince because he was the youngest in the bunch of old billionaires.

Of course it was nothing but arranged marriage and someone actually meeting the prince and catching his eyes would be like finding a needle in a haystack. But there would be many other wealthy suitors than just him. So, needless to say, the ball was a gold mine for potential catches.

Abigail and many of her tea time friends were so furious that only girls above 18 were allowed. They would send their nine year old if it meant snatching a good deal.

And so seeing the only candidate from their family injured and unattractive. Abigail was devasted to say the least.

"Is there really no way for a speedy recovery? Can she not wear her cast on the night of the ball? It's really important." She Shrieked.

The doctor was agitated but contained it well and answered in a balanced voice. "Unfortunately, no. We cannot dictate when the recovery would happen and she needs to wear the cast all the time for the arm to heal properly and effectively. You should take care of your daughter."

Abigail scoffed at that and sobbed into her handkerchief, not even sparing Rose a glance. She was visibly upset by it but probably did not want any drama as she whispered out. "Mom, it's going to be alright. It okay."

Abigail's head snapped towards Rose as she scowled at her daughter. "How is it going to be alright? You're going to miss such a great opportunity. And you're so stupid. How did you fall from the stairs? Do you not have eyes? I'm so unfortunate to have an useless child like you..." Abigail continued to berate her daughter and you sneakily went to the doctor to escort him out as the scene was about to turn ugly and he didn't sign up for a reality TV show.

The doctor thanked you and handed you a prescription. You nodded and went back. Sure enough, they were both shouting at each other now. Rose tried to shot back but since she was injured, she lacked her usual ferocity as Abigail managed to dominated her.

You shook your head in exasperation and opened your mouth to interrupt. You might get into trouble for this but you couldn't watch Abigail scold a sick and fragile Rose, when she did nothing to deserve it.

"Madam, I think you should let miss Rose rest and it might help with a quicker recovery." You said and braced yourself to get chewed out.

Abigail spun on her heels, her whale-like face flushed with rage as she pointed a harsh finger at you and started. "You don't need to meddle-" She cut herself off as a look of awe dawned on her face, like she had an epiphany.

She rushed towards you. Grabbing you by the arm and dragged you beside Rose. What is this woman doing? You didn't want to get yelled at so you remained there with a bewildered frown as Abigail's assessing gaze flicked between you and Rose, her smile widening with each gaze.

After the tenth gaze, Abigail clapped her hands in glee and exclaimed. "Perfect. You are perfect." And stared at you.

"I'm perfect for what?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You are perfect to go to the ball as Rose. Just look at you two both, look like pretty twins." Abigail gushed, her eyes twinkling with hope.

You gawked at her, applaud. "Are you shitting me?"

Abigail snapped her eyes at you and barked. "Mind your language, servant."

You put up your hand. "Ma'am, I won't. I have done everything you asked me to do. From cleaning the deepest corner of the mansion by myself to entertaining pervy men. I have done everything, but I won't do this. I won't go in place of Rose. I don't want to deceit anyone." You ranted.

This woman had asked you to do so many egregious things and you did them without any complaint. However, this is where you draw the line. It was alright when you were the only one taking the brunt of her deviousness but if she wants you to deceive other people, you wouldn't do it.

Considering you had just been lied to yourself. The man who claimed to love you, got engaged with someone else without a peep of protest. You were just his play thing.

Abigail looked like she wanted to slap you as her face flushed red and her eyes twitched. "You ungrateful, brat. I gave you a roof, food, safety and that's how you repay me? By counting all the bare minimum you have done? I thought that maybe you had some sense of integrity but I should have known better," She scoffed wryly and looked you dead in the eye. "Tell me, how much you want me to pay you to go to this ball?"

To all the insults you have been subjected to, this genuinely offended you. "Ma'am, you could sell your morals for money but I can't. Even if you give me a billion dollar I won't go. I don't want to trick someone into believing I'm somebody else. This is my boundary I won't cross."

Abigail sneered. "Just drop your act already-"

"Mom, let me talk to her." Rose interjected and you flashed her a determined look. You weren't going to budge on this one.

"What would you talk to her? You are just as dumb as her." Abigail yelled.

"If I didn't convince her then you can call me as many insults as you'd like. Now please, get out." She responded, softy but firmly.

Abigail huffed and whined but left the room nonetheless, the door clicking shut but you knew she was right outside the door, listening to everything and so did Rose as she beckoned you to the bed. You sighed and sat down beside her.

"Listen, you should go. Have fun, eat expensive food and rob my mother of as much money as you need to get out of here. And before you start about deceit and all that. You don't need to meet anyone, just imagine what are your chances of meeting the prince and catching his eye? Maybe one percent. Every women would be busy fawning over him, you won't even get an opportunity." Rose explained in a hushed voice.

When she put it like that it didn't sound bad but you were still apprehensive. "But I have already said no to the money, if I demand it now then she would be proven correct and what about the other suitors?" You countered.

"Who cares what my mother thinks of you? She already thinks you are inferior and nothing would change that, then why not use the opportunity and get out of her claws? And as for the other suitors, as I said you don't need to meet anyone there. My mother won't be there to make sure you are putting in the efforts or not." She argued.

"You sure you are Abigail's bio daughter? You doesn't seem to like her much." You half joked, half lamented. Now the idea of going to the ball wasn't looking bad or deceitful. Just a solace night in a pretty dress.

Rose let out a bitter laugh. "Unfortunately, I'm. And I don't like the way you are treated but that's the only thing I can do. Plus, the event may cheer you up, since you're going through a lot right now..." She trailed off, probably not wanting to open your fresh wound.

You hummed quietly and let the room get silent. After some hesitation, you whispered. "You did it intentionally." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Rose was far from being clumsy or reckless so for her to fall from the stairs she could navigate blindly. It was rather suspicious.

"I let my love go once y/n. I can't let it go again." She whispered back.

You gulped due to the tension. "So, shall I call your mother?" You asked to lighten the mood and it worked as Rose beamed at you and nodded her head.

"So, you'd go?" She asked hopefully.

"Yes, I'd go." You said with a grin, image be damned Rose was right. Scam Abigail and get the fuck out of there.

You opened the door and a very annoyed and impatient Abigail stomped inside. She glowered at you expectantly and you cleared your throat.

"After Rose's arguments, I have decided to go to the ball. If you give me my desired price." You said monotonously.

A look of smugness crossed her face as she scoffed and said. "I knew it. So much for morals. Now spit your price."

And so you did.

You asked for an amount that would keep you afloat for a year. You had initially asked for 4 years worth of money, yes greedy. But you knew it would not make a dent in their bank balance and you really wanted to get back for all the obnoxious and unreasonable things she had made you do it.

However, Abigail wasn't pleased with this offer as she shouted that she would only give you that amount if you managed to woo the prince. You had no plans for doing that so you let go of that notion.

It gave you the much needed vacation from your work but the practice that came afterwards almost made you take back your offer and go back to scrubbing the floors.

The process to become Rose was strenuous. From how you walked to how you talked, everything needed to be exactly like Rose. Cursing was thrown out the window. You had to walk slowly with small steps with a sway of your hips, no long strides were allowed. Heck, you couldn't even slouch. Although you didn't receive a scathing hit by wooden stick, Abigail's earbiting voice and insults were not any pleasant either.

You had to speak like you were talking to crickets, poised and low. Cracking Rose's accent and voice was the toughest task but you pulled it off. Everything was so meticulous, from clothing to manners to behavior. These effluent women had to be perfect, not human. But it was all useless as you wouldn't be behaving like the perfect little doll at the ball. Maybe it would help you further down the line to snatch a rich man if you turned out to be a failure.

Rose also got some relief from her banshee of a mother as she mostly helped you and took care of herself, her mother didn't give two fucks about her daughter's health.

That was how the days passed and here you were now, sitting ahead of Rose's vanity as Abigail dolled you up for the ball. She didn't hire any stylist or artist as it could risk her scheme getting out, no matter how much she paid them.

"You must secure a man for my daughter or you will not be getting any money." Abigail hissed as she zipped up your dress.

"That is not the terms we agreed on. You are paying me to go to the ball as Rose, not to woo a man. I'll try to do my best but you can't hold back my payment." You bit back. You weren't an idiot, you had made her sign a contract and this bit wasn't in it.

Abigail scowled at you and muttered under her breath. "Little wicked tramp." And stepped back as you were ready.

You rolled your eyes, the comment sliding off of your consciousness like butter as you glanced up to assess your reflection.

And you were awestruck to say the least.

Your makeup was minimal as it would get overshadowed by the dim lights and mask anyways. However, it brought out your features to the fullest, making you look like a princess.

The dress was even more mesmerizing. It was a dusty blue fluffy gown with a heart neckline and white embroidery shattered throughout. It flowed like ichor on your body, making you look ethereal.

You hummed in admiration and grabbed the same coloured mask from the vanity, you tied it behind your head as Rose came near you.

"You look so beautiful, even with the mask. I think you would have a hard time dodging men." She teased.

You swatted her forearm and whirled around to glare at her. "Don't say stuff like that, Rose. I'm already a nervous wreck inside." You whined. It was true, going or doing something for the first time always felt daunting but this time you felt like an intruder as you didn't belong in that party at all. Thankfully, the anonymity of the mask was a sigh of relief to you.

Rose chuckled and bobbed your nose. "No, I'm serious. You look really pretty-"

She was cut off by a yell from Abigail. "Come on, you'll be late. Do you want people to think that we are late arrivers?"

You sighed deeply as Rose shook her head. "Okay, have fun and stay away from boys. Bye." She said and hugged you.

You hugged her back and said hastily. "Okay, bye." And jogged out of the room and into the car as Abigail's insults played in the background.

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"Miss, we have arrived." The unassuming driver said and pulled open the car door.

The respect was peculiar as you gingerly stepped outside. Your dusty blue pumps stark against the grey pavement. Abigail wanted you to wear heels but you'd be damned if you risked blisters or a twisted ankle on your precious feet.

You smoothed down your dress and started walking forward, your breath catching in your throat upon gazing at the banquet. The venue appeared heavenly, with white gates and staircase like golden glass, leading to the paradise of the elite. It was bustling with people who had enough money to buy your soul. All hidden behind their customized mask and clothes, some were extravagant, some were elegant.

Their expensive scent mingled in the air, creating a tantalizing and mystical aura. It was amplified by the dim lights of the hall, leaving the mind tranquil and intrigued for the suitors behind the veils.

Although the low light made it hard to decipher the interior of the hall. It definitely was of Victorian style as it was opulent and eloquent at the same time.

You looked around like a curious child as you observed and admired the beauty, upper class deemed normal.

You rushed to the food first, eating every of those stupidly expensive yet tasty dishes from all around the world. They were a lot so you ate small portions but your favorite had to be the chocolate fountain where you may or may not have coated your fingers with chocolate and licked them clean. No, classy ladies like you didn't do such things.

You tried to talk to some other girls as well but they were more interested in finding their future husbands. Hence, all your conversations died shortly after some begrudging small talk.

Those also attracted unwanted male attention so you quickly noped out of there and began exploring the venue however it was way bigger than you expected. Though mostly consisting of bedrooms and suites, you had squealed in surprise when you had found a small library tucked away in the lounge. You wanted to read there so badly, but you had come here to mess around not hide in a corner and read Jane Austen like your usual self.

However your enthusiasm had mellowed down as you now stared out the large bay window, in a secluded corner, chewing on fruits and silently observing the party.

"How come there's no fountain in the garden?" You mused to yourself. You had even gone to the garden and found no fountain and now gazing at it again reminded you of that smidge of flaw again.

"Because it's in the balcony." A deep voice said from behind.

You gasped, one hand flying to your racing heart as the other clutched onto the fruit plate for dear life, your body slightly trembling from the unexpected adrenaline surging to your veins.

You whipped your head to look at the perpetrator as he gave you a sheepish and apologetic look. You couldn't clearly make out his face but the golden light coming from the oil lamp above you and the white moonlight casted an unique glow on his porcelain face, his stark blue eyes twinkling in the lights.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. You looked lonely so I thought to give you some company." He said, his black suit and mask made him blend into the surroundings like the devil lurking in the shadows, patiently waiting for an opportunity.

"So, you were stalking me?" You said sharply before you could even comprehend your words. You instantly regretted it as dread filled your stomach. Fuck, he wasn't some random man you could sass around. He was definitely a very powerful man, he dripped from it.

He chuckled, the sound soothing to your ears. "I was not stalking. I was... Observing." He said playfully.

You relaxed at his nonchalance and smirked at him. "So, you were definitely stalking." You teased back.

"Oh, come on. I'm trying to be romantic here. Plus, a little birdie like you, standing alone in a corner while everybody danced? You'd definitely stick out like a sore thumb." He said.

You snapped your gaze back to the main area and sure enough, everyone was twirling on the melody flowing in the air, while you stares out a window like a werido.

"I didn't know people were dancing." You whispered, more to yourself but he heard it.

"Since we are the only loners left, might you enjoy some company?" He suggested with a charming smirk and extended his hand for you, his sapphire blue eyes flickering towards the dance floor.

Rejection must be as clear as day on your face as he retrieved his hand with a pout and walked closer to you. You stepped backwards, your back hitting the window.

"Just one dance with you, pretty please?" He pleaded and gently brought his hand over his heart like it would get wounded by your denial.

It was so coy that it made you chuckle. "Hmmm, I'll dance with you but only on one condition. You'll have to show me the balcony." You offered and he nodded ecstatically.

He stretched out his hand once again and this time you took it. Your skirt twirled as he held your waist and whisked you to the dance floor. No one noticed your presence, too engrossed in their own world. However, you did.

You took notice how in the light of the chandelier, his face was more visible, how sharp his jaw was. You noticed how his muscular arms felt beneath your hands as you clutched onto them. How his body enveloped yours, a cocoon you never wanted to leave.

"You are so beautiful. " He murmured, close to your face. His gaze piercing as his voice sent shivers down your spine.

"But not as Beautiful as you. " You whispered and huffed out a breathy chuckle. You wanted to see him without his mask.

He beamed at you but swiftly grabbed your hand that was gliding behind his head, near his mask string. "Don't do that, darling." He husked out, bringing your hand to his lips, he kissed your palm. Heat rose to your cheeks as you looked away, making him chuckle. He was devilishly charming.

"Your palms are not, soft. Why?" He asked inquisitively. He was observant for sure or had kissed many women's palms.

"I-uh, like to do some manual labour. Some for fun, some for skills." You stuttered out, hoping it wouldn't blow your cover.

"That's nice. But I totally forgot to ask, what's your name?" He asked softly.

"What's your name?" You countered, anxiety brewing inside you.

He shook his head with a chuckle. "What's in the name?" And winked at you.

"Exactly." You gasped when he spun you around, your back hitting his muscular chest.

"So, what are you looking for?" He asked in your ear.

It took you a moment to process his question. "Fun." You replied.

"No, in terms of love. Don't you wanna love someone?"

You didn't like where this conversation was heading as you turned in his arms and wrapped your hands around his neck. 'Don't you?"

"I don't have time for love?" He said honestly.

"It's overrated anyways."

He let out a throaty laugh. "No, it's not overrated," He said and pulled you closer, his earthy scent hypnotizing you. "It's painfully sweet."

"Mhm, you're really poetic." You teased.

"So, you want to see the fountain?" He asked with a smirk.

"Yes, why not?" You instantly replied.

He chuckled and twirled you around, leading to the staircase parallel to the entrance. He led you up and gradually the lighting intensified as as you both left the main floor and entered into a stairway. It was illuminated by enormous chandeliers with wide bronze steps and Victorian style walls. You both stopped ahead of a golden door and he pushed it open.

Suddenly, the glow surrounding you changed as the ceiling was now replaced by the starry sky. You glanced at him as he smiled at you sweetly.

"You wanted to see the fountain and I'm a man of my word, darling." He said, intertwining your hand with his he guided you through the hallway, the balcony coming into your sight as you came to a halt.

You were stunned as you walked deeper into the balcony. The fountain was set in the middle of it, made with white marbles and on top was a skillfully crafted statue of cupid as water sprinkle down from his arrow. The water glinted in the moonlight as you rushed towards it and sat on the edge of the fountain. Looking to your side, the entire garden was in front of your eyes. The balcony was large, but deserted, no one was there beside you and him. You also weren't able to find it when you traversed the venue. It felt like a secret.

You glanced at him as he gazed at you with affection. "How do you know about this? It feels like something only the prince would know." Since it was one of many hotels the prince's family owned for generations.

"Because I'm the prince." He said and your heart stopped. No, that can't be. But to your absolute horror, he removed his mask and yes, it was him as he walked towards you. He sat beside you and covered your hands with his but you were frozen in place. The shock had paralyzed your body, mind and soul.

"I like you, I hosted a masquerade party to let people be themselves behind their mask. And you're the most authentic girl I've met this night. Your shyness didn't feel forced and your boldness wasn't fake. It's like you had no qualms for impressing anyone and that's what I wanted. You're witty, you seem hard working, you're beautiful. I know it's just one interaction but you are everything I was looking for and I promise to put effort into our relationship. So, will you marry me?"

His last words pounded in your ears. No, you couldn't do this. You couldn't trick someone but you couldn't refuse him either. What if he became angry and came after you? What if he came after Rose? You should have never danced with him.

"I-I need to go." You stumbled away from him, your hands trembling over the railing. You needed to get out of there, fast.

"But why?" He asked, bewildered and stood up.

The balcony was big enough that you could rush past him and he wouldn't be able to catch you. Hopefully, his size wouldn't ruin your escape plan. You took a deep breath and braced yourself for a run. "Because my mother told me to come before midnight and I think I'm already late. I should be get going. Thank you for the good time." You blabbered and marched past him and into the hallway.

"No, wait." He shouted and the thumping of his shoes reverberated in the hallway.

You gulped as you ran along the hallway. You breathed a sigh of relief when the golden door emerged ahead of you. You shoved it open and sprinted down the wide and umber colored stairs. The unusually well-lit staircase helped you skid down faster as your dress bellowed behind you.

However, he wasn't far away as his yells for you to stop made you heave in panic and he felt much closer than he actually was.

Thankfully, the lights reduced as you entered the main hall. You quickly darted into the crowd, making him loose you.

"Excuse me."

"please, let me go."

"I'm sorry, can you step aside?"

You said hundreds of times as you weaved through the crowd, checking your surroundings for him once in a while.

Soon, the crowd cleared out as the entrance door appeared in front of you. You dashed out the door and climbed down the golden steps. Your pace had slowed down, assuming you were out of danger when:

"Close the gates." His thunderous command boomed in your ears, making your blood ran cold.

Your eyes widened in fear as the guards began shutting the gates. You regained your ferocity and even pushed your body's limits as you scurried towards the exit, heart in your throat as the gates came inward by each passing second.

You yelped as you slide outside from a small spacing left before the gates fully closed. You stumbled forward as the gates thudded shut behind you just after a moment you got out.

You pulled open the car door and fall inside it. Your body shaking due to adrenaline as the driver wordlessly started the car and you sighed in relief.

However, just before the car sped off, you caught a glimpse of him staring at the recouping car.

He saw the car. He knows the name. He would come for Rose, thinking it was you. The exact thing you didn't want to happen. SHIT.

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• Nick Wayne x Reader •

Summary: You are Christians daughter and are part of The Patriarchy faction in AEW. You are one of the most evil and badass women's wrestler. What happens when you and your dad try to get Nick on your side?

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In The Patriarchy locker room, I am sitting on a chair and Killswitch is sitting on the floor infront of me while I braid a piece of his hair. Christian is sitting on the couch shining up his TNT title for his match against Darby Allin tonight on Wrestledream. It is a 2 out of 3 falls match. Me and Killswitch will be at ringside trying to get Nick Wayne to join our group. We have been following and torturing him for a few weeks now. I continue braiding a piece of Killswitch's hair and we hear a knock at the door. Christian gets up and opens the door a little. One of the producers is telling him we have 10 minutes until we have to go out. He closes the door on him.

"Alright. Let's go. We have 10 minutes until we are on."

I finish up his braid and put a hairtie on it. I pat his shoulder and he stands up.

"Thanks Y/N."

I stand up and hit his stomach with the back of my hand.

"Anything for you dude."

"Let's go you two."

They walk out of the locker room and I put my foot on the side of the couch fixing the laces on my wrestling boot. I am wearing ring gear that matches my dad's tonight and a Christian Cage cut up shirt. I fix my shirt a little looking in the mirror. I walk out the locker room closing the door and turn to see Nick and Darby walking down the hall with a camera behind them. I lean against the door looking at them. They stop looking at me and I wave my fingers at Nick smirking. Darby hits Nick's chest lightly.

"Let's go dude."

Darby continues walking and Nick stands there a few more seconds. I wink at him and let out a little evil laugh. Darby grabs Nick's arm and pulls him down the hallway. I continue laughing walking to gorilla. I get to gorilla finding Christian and Killswitch stretching. Christian looks over at me and smiles.

"Y/N. What you just did was perfect."

"Thanks dad."

His music hits and we make our way out to the stage. Christian stands in the middle with me standing on his left and Killswitch standing on his right posing for our entrance. We make our way down to the ring and get my dad ready for his match. Darby's music hits. Darby and Nick are making their way down to the ring and slide in standing across from us. I am sitting on the top rope with Killswitch standing infront of me and Christian by his side. I wave my fingers at Nick again evilly laughing. Nick climbs out of the ring ignoring me. Me and Killswitch climb out of the ring. Christian and Darby start their match....

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*nearing the end of the match with the ring all ripped apart*

Darby is laying in the middle of the ring and I grab the TNT championship from the announcers area. I walk over and climb up onto the apron and hand my dad the belt.

"Let's go. Hit him!"

I climb down onto the floor. Christian gets ready to hit Darby with the belt but Nick jumps up on the apron and grabs the belt running back to his mom at ringside. I stand there with a shocked look on my face at what just happened. Nick slides into the ring and starts yelling at Christian acting like he is going to hit him with his championship. Darby is standing next to Nick telling him to hit Christian. I climb up on the ring and Nick looks over at me. I smile evilly looking at him. Nick turns and hits Darby in the face with the belt. I drop to my knees laughing even louder. I crawl under the ropes and over to Nick who is also on his knees. I put my hand under his chin and make him look at me. I smirk and wink at him.

"Welcome to the dark side."

Christian gets up and pins Darby for the win. Me and Nick stand up with him still staring at me. Christian puts his hand on Nick's shoulder and pulls him into a hug. Nick hugs him back still trying to look at me. Christian puts his arm out getting me to come into their hug. I join them smirking at Nick. We break up the hug than hold each other's arms up in victory. I roll out of the ring with Nick and start walking over towards his mom. Grabbing a fan's drink, I walk over throwing the drink in her face. Nick puts his arm around my neck and we both start laughing at her. We make our way to the back, basking in the boos from the crowd.

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*a week later*

JR is having a sitdown interview with Nick and his mom. Me and my dad plan on going in during the interview. Me and Christian are waiting in the hallway. The interview starts and goes on for a few minutes. Christian comes into the room and puts his hand on Nick's shoulder.

"You ready to come home son?"

Nick gets up with Christian. His mom gets up and grabs his arm. Nick turns around and shoves her off.

"You were a terrible mother!"

His mom slaps him across the face. I walk into the room and get in her face. I stare at her while Christian checks on Nick.

"Nick I'm sorry. Son I'm so sorry."

I stand infront of Nick with my arms crossed staring daggers through her.

"You're dead to me."

"No Nick. No please! No! What have you done?"

Christian and Nick start leaving and I follow behind them evilly laughing shutting the door. We can hear his mom banging on the door yelling. Next thing I know, I get slammed into the door by Christian's body trying to catch him. I look over seeing Darby throw Nick through a guard rail. I look down at my dad.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm good. Let's go get Nick!"

We get up and follow them out to the ramp. Killswitch comes up and smacks Darby off of Nick. Darby comes back trying to hit him but Killswitch throws him down the ramp. I am standing next to my dad when, all of a sudden, he gets hit in the back of his leg and falls down to his knees. I look over and see Sting staring at me. He walks down towards Killswitch and starts attacking him. I kneel down next to Nick and put his head in my lap looking at his face seeing his tooth is broken. Sting is beating up Christian in the ring. Killswitch grabs Christian's arm and pulls him out of the ring. I run my fingers through Nick's hair looking up at my dad.

"Dad! Look what happened!"

Christian kneels down looking at Nick and gasps. He stands up and yells at Darby.

"Look what you did to him!!"

Nick moves his head in my lap looking up at me. I look down at him putting my forehead on his.

"I'm so sorry this happened to you."

He groans and rubs his head against mine slightly. I help him stand up putting his arm around my neck. We make our way to the back and to medical.

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*2 weeks later*

Me and Christian are standing ringside for Nick's match again Dalton Castle. Dalton currently has Nick down on the mat. I bang on the apron.

"Cmon babe!"

Ever since 2 weeks ago when I was holding Nick and put my forehead ontop of his, all the fans thought I was kissing his face and that we started dating. So Tony decided to make us a couple in AEW. We don't do much as a couple besides hold hands to the ring and call each other babe. Nick rolls out of the ring and falls infront of me and Christian. Dalton rolls out of the ring and goes to grab Nick but I step infront of him blocking him while Christian checks on Nick. I shake my head no at him with a very straight face. Dalton smirks, grabs the sides of my head and kisses me. I start trying to push him off of me. He lets go laughing but Nick pulls me behind him and hits Dalton with an elbow to the face. I start wiping my face and fake throwing up kinda hunched over. Christian pats my back lightly than looks over at Nick beating down Dalton in the ring.

"Don't ever lay your hands or lips on my girlfriend ever again!"

I can kinda hear what he is saying to Dalton and smile a little trying not to get caught by the camera. The camera guy comes over to me and Christian and I start coughing and fake throwing up again for the camera. Christian gets up on the apron corner arguing with Dalton and the ref. Nick takes Dalton and throws him through the ropes into the ring post. Nick jumps on the second rope and hits him with a cutter. He covers him and wins the match. Me and Christian climb into the ring. I run over, jump onto Nick and wrap my legs around his waist. He wraps his arms around my waist hugging me back. Christian and Killswitch come join us in the hug making the crowd boo even louder. We break up the hug and Killswitch and Christian celebrate. I get out of Nick's arms and we hold up our arms in victory. Nick is holding my hand up and we put our arms down still holding hands. I look up at Nick starting to feel something I haven't felt for someone before. He lets go of my hand and we make our way to the back.

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*3 days later*

In our locker room, I am sleeping with my head laying on Killswitch's thigh. Nick is sitting on the chair and Christian is sitting on the desk. There is a knock at the door and Christian gets up to answer it. He pushes whoever it is outside the room. I move a little bit and Killswitch puts his hand on my shoulder. Nick looks over at us and Killswitch looks at him smirking.

"Wishing this was you huh?"

Nick rolls his eyes and smiles a little.

"Maybe."

"Dude I know you got a crush on this girl. Maybe you should do something about it."

"Dude I wish. Christian would kill me."

"Doesn't hurt to try."

Christian comes back in and looks at them.

"So I have to go out by myself tonight. Nobody with me. So I need to go get ready. Don't wake her up. She isn't nice when she gets woken up."

He points to me than leaves the room. Killswitch looks over at Nick.

"I wanna go to catering for a little bit. You wanna come over here, sit down and let her sleep on you?"

He smirks at Nick and Nick gets up coming over to the couch. Killswitch lifts me up a little, gets up and lets Nick sit down putting my head on his lap.

"Have fun buddy."

He winks at Nick than leaves the room. Nick pulls out his phone and takes a picture of me sleeping on his lap. He sighs looking at the picture talking to himself.

"God you are so pretty. Wish I could just tell you about my crush."

I smirk a little and look up at him.

"So you got a crush on me?"

He gasps and looks down at me. I giggle rolling onto my back looking up at him.

"How long have you been awake?"

"When I moved a little and Killswitch put his hand on my shoulder. He knew I was awake. I heard everything."

His face starts getting really red looking away from me. I look up at him smiling a little.

"What if I told ya I also have a crush on you?"

He looks down at me with a shocked face and puts his hand on my cheek.

"Are you serious?"

"100%. I mean I've had one on you since before this whole trying to get you apart of our group thing came about."

I sit up and look at him smiling. He grabs my waist and pulls me into his lap. I giggle getting comfortable on his lap.

"My God. You are so beautiful."

He grabs my face and kisses me hard. I kiss him back hard wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls back looking at me smiling.

"Will you be my real life girlfriend?"

"Of course I will!"

He grabs my face with both hands kissing me hard. I run my fingers through his hair starting to make out with him. We don't hear the door open.

"Y/N! NICK! WHAT IS GOING ON?!"

We stop kissing looking over seeing Christian standing there with a shocked look on his face and Killswitch standing behind him with a plate of food smirking at us. I climb off of Nick's lap looking at my dad.

"We got some explaining to do."

The End

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milesworld96 · 5 months

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I’m back on my bullshit

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jordanswwe · 5 months

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lovers from the other side

nick wayne x reader

summary: the reader had an impressive match tagging with former aew wrestler jade cargill. a bunch of stars from aew were watching their old friend and y/n. nick wayne takes in interest in the reader and a very strong relationship forms. jade has a party or two and everything changes for them.

today was finally the day. jade cargill was making her nxt debut. after months of teasers and appearances in wwe, jade was finally having her first match. jade cargill was set to team up with another fast rising star in nxt y/n. the match was apart of the dusty cup tournament, so a lot was riding on this match.

jade had a lot of friends from aew watch her debut. anna jay, darby all in, julia hart, ricky starla, tay conti, and nick wayne. they were all so happy for their friend to be given such a huge opportunity. even though both companies were at war, their friendship didn’t fall because of the competitive atmosphere.

it was time. jade and y/n were making their way to the ring in matching pink gears. they were set to take on the team of jacy jayne and thea hail. jacy jayne and thea hail. y/n was starting off the match with thea hail.

as y/n was wrestling, nick wayne couldn’t help himself but be intrigued on what he was seeing. nick wayne had never seen someone so, so interesting. he immediately searched up facts about the wrestler and they both happened to be the same age. nick searched up y/n’s instagram only to see the follow back. let’s just say, after that nick instantly followed her and browsed through her posts before finally putting his phone away.

nick continued watching the match with a couple of other aew wrestlers as jade pinned jacy to pick up the win. the finals were set. it would be jade and y/n vs kiana james and tiffany stratton.

jade was so thrilled about picking up the win in her debut match. she decided to through a little get together. jade invited her tag partner of corse and she invited her friends from aew. jade had such a huge house and it was nothing but beautiful.

nick wayne finally arrived to the party with darby allin. as nick wayne was making his way through the party, he saw y/n. the girl he had been basically obsessing over. he worked up the courage to go up to her and actually start a conversation with y/n.

“hey” nick said smiling.

“ omg hey, you must be nick. jade has told me so much about you, it’s crazy how fast you’ve been rising in aew.” y/n said smiling back at nick wayne, who she was equally intrigued in.

“yeah, it’s such a dream to be apart of a big company at such a young age. i mean, you would know the feeling to. we’re both 18 thriving in our own worlds.” nick said laughing.

y/n found herself getting lost in his beautiful smile. something about him made her heart pound faster and her stomach to get butterflies. nick sees the reader gazing off in his direction and he wonders what she is thinking in the moment.

scooting closer to nick. y/n breaks the silence. “i’ve watched a lot of your matches in aew and you’re incredible nick. i can see your passion for wrestling during your matches and it’s so inspiring.” y/n said blushing.

nick then, scooted closer to y/n. the tension between the two was through the roof at this point. they weren’t even paying attention to the party happening around them. nick leaned in towards y/n and she did the same for him. with just inches in between them, they both leaned in hoping for a kiss just to be interrupted by darby.

“nick, are you ready to get out of here. i’m getting tired and we have a show tomorrow”.

nick looked upset to leave y/n. “i guess so.” he replied to his friend.

he turned to look at y/n before placing a kiss to her hand. “i’ll text you?” he said in a questioning voice.

“i’ll be waiting for your text.” she said smiling. then she followed up with saying “nick, it was great talking to you tonight. i really enjoyed our conversation.” she said smiling at him before her left.

THE NEXT DAY

y/n woke up to a text from nick. it read “goodmorning mini jade cargill” y/n couldn’t help but laugh at nick’s text. “and goodmorning to you to mini darby allin. y/n finally put her phone down and then she had a realization. she hasn’t felt this way ever about anyone. y/n hadn’t personally known nick for a long, but she’s been following his wrestling journey for a while.

when nick wayne finally followed y/n back yesterday and then proceeded to talk to her at the party. y/n closed her eyes so she could just relive it and remember what if felt like to be in his presence. she had even thought about a moment they almost had before darby stepped in.

as she opened her eyes again, she decided to text nick. “hey, jade is having a small get together. it’s not going to be a party like last time. only 10 people at most, but i was wondering if you and darby could stop by after your guys show.”

it was 10pm and aew had been over for nearly an hour. y/n was patiently waiting for nick to come over. there was no sign of him until there was. y/n got lost gazing at him again.

“hey you” nick said smiling at her.

“hey to you to” y/n said laughing. “do you want to follow me?” she also asked.

“i suppose” nick replied laughing. he proceeded to follow y/n to the balcony. when they finally got to the balcony, they sat down. “so why’d you bring me out here” he said scooting closer to her.

y/n didn’t answer. the tension between her and nick was tensioning once again. as she leaned in closer to nick, she was cut off. this time, by nick. “i like you to” he said and then just pulled her in for a kiss. y/n and nick got so lost in their kiss that they lost track of time.

“do you want to be my girl” nick asked.

“i would love to” y/n replied.

“the romeo to my juliet” y/n thought.

“the juliet to my romeo” nick thought.

“i’ve been following you for so long nick. this is everything i’ve ever wanted.” y/n said. nick pulled the reader in for a tight hug and he was never letting go.

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sorry if this isn’t the best. i haven’t wrote one of these in a long time and i felt that there should be more nick wayne posts out there.

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nox140497 · 28 days

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HELP!!!!

Please please please send me ideas guys I'm stuck. I want to write but i have no idea where to start. Please send me ides

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mymannotyours · 25 days

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chris coded ahh

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #lil wayne #rob 49

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heelbucks · 7 months

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so i have a thought…

christian sharing his bratty babygirl with nick 😳

thank you for helping with this @nickswayne <333

this was fully self indulgent for us btw

minors dni

you had insisted on rewarding your man and his newest follower after the night they had. wrapped in a silk robe and beautiful black and red lingerie, you inch down the bed towards the younger male, his eyes wide. "christian, i-isn't she your princess? i mean i dunno if i can-" "go on nicky, touch her. she's yours tonight." the older man said to his latest project.

"yeah, c'mon nicky..." your voice trailed off as you wiggled down the bed towards the two men, your ass wiggling behind you as you crawled. "lemme show you how good i am.." a deep chuckle emerged from christian's throat. "i doubt you can be good for more than five seconds, but go for it princess."

you rolled your eyes at the dominant male and turned your attention back towards nick, who as hard as he was, was fighting the urge to stare at your wiggling ass. as you reached the edge of the bed, you turned around, sticking the object of his attention in his face. "please nicky, 'm so wet for you." you didn't lie, the lace now sheer with your slick.

the younger man pulled your panties to the side and dove in, eating your cunt like a man starved. his tongue making diligent circles on your clit, eventually adding two fingers to the mix. "oh nick, fuck me." you whined as you clenched around him, threatening to reach your peak when christian pulled his hand away. "daddy, noooo." your voice laced with annoyance while nick looked at him as if he'd done something horribly wrong. "let her cum on your cock, trust me, nothing beats watching her squirt."

as you wiggled out of your now drenched panties, nick pulled his sweats down. you watched his cock spring out, a little smaller than christian's but thicker for sure. "what do you say princess?" your boyfriend reminded you before you slowly shook your ass, and in a sugary sweet tone said "pleaseeeee nickyyy."

he obliged, slowly inserting himself, trying not to hurt you. he felt your walls flutter around him with every inch, finally feeling the tight squeeze as he bottomed out.

his pace was slow, too slow for your liking. "nick, 'm not gonna break if you go harder. i like it a lil' rough." christian laughed again. "a little? princess, remember the time i had you over my knee with my belt?" you giggled remembering the welts that had formed against the delicate skin. "yes daddy, i remember."

nick quickened his pace, the loud sounds of skin slapping on skin echoing throughout the large hotel room. getting annoyed he wasn't taking a hint, christian grabbed one of nick's hands from your hips and placed it in your hair. grabbing it tightly, they pulled back, pulling your head up with them. a loud moan escaped your lips. "she loves that, almost as much as she likes being choked."

finally feeling confident, nick wrapped his hand around your neck and squeezed slightly. "s-spank me... please nicky, wanna see your handprints tomorrow." you choked out. a tighter final squeeze before letting go, his hand came down on your backside swiftly. a proud nod from christian was all he needed to continue. still being awfully quiet, more focused on having you feel good, he continued alternating cheeks, leaving quite a nice amount of handprints. he felt you tighten around him each time.

"oh fuck, nicky, 'm gonna cum. don't stop. pleasee" your voice shifted an octave higher, whining out desperately for him to let you finish. "go on princess, cum for him. introduce him to our little circle."

that was all the permission you needed, going over the edge. your walls tighten around nick as he grabbed your neck, choking you as your release sprayed back on to him. "that's a good girl." he finally spoke up, learning how you and christian spoke to each other. christian patted him on the back, "now you're getting it kid. can't waitt to show you all my princess has to offer."

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bibibusinessman · 7 days

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Batfam as HeartStopper Characters

Dick- Nick Nelson

Jason- Tao

Tim: Tori

Damian: Charlie

Steph: Darcy

Cass: Tara

Barbara: Elle

Duke: Michael

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Do y'all think that during the Christmas after the radio competition, Wayne is invited to eat with his family (he's a bit nervous to go, but Nick encourages him and ends up also getting invited because Ms. Wright is delighted that Wayne found somewhere to stay) and that Wayne and she get to talk things out in private.

That they come to the conclusion that everyone involved is much happier with them separated, with Wayne coming to visit the kids, of course.

And that although they loved each other at one point, sometimes things don't end up just like they were before, but that's okay because they're both finding new ways to love and other people to show their love to.

And that they can still totally be friends. They just want the kids to be happy, for themselves to be happy, and for the other person to be happy. Yes, this means that they can get coffee every Sunday at noon after she and the kids are out of church.

And that when they walk back into the room, they find that Nick is teaching the kids about the artist of a record that they had put on to play in the background. Wayne cracks a joke that that's the first time he's seen him smile while teaching, and Nick snaps back that "you've never seen me teach before," followed by him beginning to tell Wayne to piss off, but cutting himself off after getting a very stern stare from both parents.

And that while Wayne tucks the kids snugly into bed, giving them three forehead kisses each and recalling their favorite bedtime stories from memory, Nick and Ms. Wright sit quietly. She breaks the ice, though, and asks what the stupidest thing Wayne ever did when they were younger was.

And that he isn't quite sure how to answer that question, given the answer involves a fling just after their high school graduation and an act that would probably get the both of them shunned from society. (Where do you think that line in I Know A Guy came from?)

And that she reads him like an open fucking book (his face flushes like a tomato) and says it's okay.

And that she, after a few moments of silence, asks him to comfort Wayne now that he spends much more time with him, with an approving, knowing sparkle in her eye and a small coy smile.

And that after Wayne comes back to the both of them that they drink together and laugh until it's way too late, and Nick and Wayne stumble out of the door, trying not to slip on the ice lurking along every block to their place.

And that Wayne tries *quite* hard to get Nick to wear his scarf, that "you're going to catch a cold,"

"I'm not, Wayne,"

"Famous last words."

And that they end up holding each end with one hand, Wayne satisfied with the outcome in his tipsiness and Nick glad that his hand is a little warmer. Maybe he should have worn the scarf, but it would be too awkward now to take it, and he is a very proud person.

And when they get through the door, they're practically falling over each other while trying to take their shoes off to the point where they get rapidly-melting slush *everywhere* and Wayne stares at the mess, wanting to clean it up, but is able to tell himself to wait until he makes sure Nick gets to bed.

And that he does, in fact, make sure Nick gets to bed before allowing himself to get out a simple mop to sop up the water. As he works, though, Nick tells him to go to bed. He doesn't, unsurprisingly, and is promptly guided to the couch he sleeps on and is asked in an uncharacteristically gentle voice to "Please let yourself relax."

And that he stares in both confusion and awe while Nick quickly goes and finishes cleaning before he can say anything. Nick says his present to Wayne starts tomorrow, and it's that Wayne gets the entire day to not do any cleaning (aside from his rituals, of course) and that Nick will take care of anything.

And that Wayne is flattered, knowing full well it's because Nick isn't able to afford an actual gift.

And that when they say good night to each other for real this time, that there's a little bit of the energy in their eyes that they had the day just after graduation, but with much more sincerity and clarity, despite the alcohol clouding their judgement.

And that things are good and right.

And that everyone gets the happy ending that they deserve.

#bandstand #bandstand musical #musicals #broadway #wayne wright #nick radel #nick x wayne #wayne x nick #i think ms. wright is a very kind woman tbh #we dont see a lot of her at all but i feel it in my gut and i hope im right #love how i say yall as if there arent only like two people regularly active in the tag #we should try and revive the fandom tbh #anyways sorry for the rambling haha i love nick and wayne

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thesupreme316 · 5 months

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Aew reacts to you falling asleep in most random places or falling asleep on them

You can choose either one

Orange Cassidy x Fem!Reader, MJF x Fem!Reader, Kenny Omega x Fem!Reader, Hook x Fem!Reader, Eddie Kingston x Fem!Reader, Ricky Starks x Fem!Reader, Christian Cage x Fem!Reader nick Wayne x fem

AEW STARS React to: You Falling Asleep in Random Places/On Them

Pairings: Orange Cassidy x Fem!Reader, MJF x Fem!Reader, Kenny Omega x Fem!Reader, Hook x Fem!Reader, Eddie Kingston x Fem!Reader, Ricky Starks x Fem!Reader, Christian Cage x Fem!Reader, Nick Wayne x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 937

Supreme Speaks: hey yall, i'm keeping my promise. Hopefully this is the start of making up for lost time, sorry for being away. I miss writing tbh. But antiways, thanks for being patient. NOW BACK TO MY SCHEMES. Plz remember that you are loved and appriecated.

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

Warnings: slightly proofread, failed comedy, GIFS AINT MINE AGAIN GIFS AINT MINE (rights are to the original creators)

Orange Cassidy (Random place):

He’s not fazed

Homeboy is impressed that you can fall asleep anywhere

In fact, he joins you

He has seen you in every random place in the house

Bathroom, linen closet, the kitchen, and how you fell asleep on the steps of the porch??

He’ll never know

It’s a regular occurrence to play “Where’s Y/N?”

One time Trent and Kris came over and saw the two of you sleeping on the porch steps

He just left a sign beside y’all that said “come back later”

After your neighbor called the police for a wellness check

MJF (Random Place/On them):

He thought you were joking when you said you can sleep anywhere

But was genuinely concerned about how you fell asleep in the laundry room

Makes fun of you on Twitter and uses your pictures to describe other people’s matches

If you fell asleep on him, he would melt

I think he would show off that his S/O is sleeping on him with a smirk

Would yell at someone for disturbing you and would blame the other person for you waking up

“No babe, it was Adam’s dumbass voice that woke you up, not me.”

Will bring you closer if you move in your sleep

But make no mistake, if his cat falls asleep on him, you’re sleeping on the floor

Hook (On them):

I can see this man being stiff as a log when you fall asleep on him

Strokes your hair to keep you calm

Doesn’t eat chips for fear that they will awake you

He woke you up once…and that was enough for him

Only answer his friends if they’re asking yes or no questions (will only nod)

Drapes a blanket over you if you don’t have his hoodie on

Eventually, he will fall asleep with you

But he quickly moves to sleep next to you cause you a wild sleeper

One time you were boxing him in your sleep…and won…

Eddie Kingston (Random Place/On them):

Mans would try out your random sleeping places before waking up and crawling back in the bed

“I don’t know how lil mama does it…that shit hurt.”

However, he made a ranking list and the best place is the dining room floor

Finds it funny yet very disciplining, might use it as a punishment for when he misses workout sessions

Will carry you to bed with him cause again….he aint doin that shit

When you fall asleep on him, he just becomes a big ole teddy bear

If he needs to argue or tell someone off, he’ll whisper yell

Will make sure that you are warm by wrapping his hoodie over you

Once you’re asleep, Eddie will never move you or himself

Ricky Starks (On them):

I feel like as long as you don’t drool you’re fine

Or leave makeup on his shirt

If you do, you won’t hear anything about it until you wake up

“I love you babe, but next time, there will be a paper towel barrier.”

Tbh, depending on how tired he is, Ricky will fall asleep on top of you

I can see him just talking you to sleep per your request

Even after you fall asleep, Ricky still be talking cause why not

Like those above, he will scold people if they disturb you

Will put your phone on dnd

Kenny Omega (Random place/weird positions):

At first, cause he couldn’t find you, he would be in distress

He would look in every single bedroom or cushion-based location

Would feel better once he finds you in the bathroom tub (cause he heard your snoring)

I think Kenny would catch on to your locations very quickly

But if you find a new one, he’ll add it to your location list

Knowing Kenny, he would make this into a bit on Being The Elite (BTE)

Like every time there is a fight or argument, you are seen sleeping in a weird position (like back twisting or somethin)

“Y/N sleeping so we have to fight in slo-mo”

Christian Cage (On them):

MANS WOULD FEEL SO PROUD AND POWERFUL

He would feel so happy that you feel comfortable enough for you to fall asleep on him

Anytime you get sleepy, it doesn’t matter where you are, he will offer his shoulder or chest as a pillow

Places kisses on your forehead while your sleep

He moves a lot tho, not on purpose

But you quickly got use to it and would snuggle closer to him

Would use you sleeping as an excuse not to fight

“You better be lucky that Y/N is sleeping or I- wait, I don’t need to fight anyways. Luchasuarus, get him.”

Nick Wayne (Random place):

I am 100 percent certain that this man is easily influenced

Therefore

He will follow suit with your weird sleeping habits

If he sees you sleeping, he sleeping too so move over

Like Cassidy, he would actually like the random sleeping places

He would fall asleep anywhere

I feel like when’s he stressed, he would just sleep in a random place…even if he’s at work

Christian and Luchasuarus would be like where is Nick

And Nick would be asleep on a ladder

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sydsaint · 3 months

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Can you surprise up with a fic of any wrestler you choose with any injury prompt you pick?

Take some Nick content!!!

prompts taken from @promptsbytaurie 's injury prompt list!! Prompts used: 31. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." And 22. "Shit, that's blood. That's a lot of blood."

Summary: The reader continues to aid Adam Copeland in his quest to ruin Christian's title run, working on her own agenda of saving Nick from Cage. While out with Adam during one of his matches, reader suffers an injury causing Nick to drop his unapologetic and uncaring act.

"I appreciate you sticking around to help me out, kid." Adam puts a caring hand on your shoulder, offering you a friendly and grateful smile.

"Of course, Adam." You nod. "I'm happy to help with anything that makes Christian Cage's life miserable." You joke with a small laugh.

Adam laughs with you and the two of you head to the locker room door. Adam has a match against Killswitch, Christian's resident monster on a leash. You and Copeland head out to the ring and you take up a spot in his corner.

"Alright, I'll handle the monster." Adam looks down at you from inside the ring. "You stick down here and keep an eye on Cage and Nick." He adds.

"Got it." You nod.

Christian's music hits and he struts down to the ring with Nick and Killswitch at his side. You make a couple of glances at Nick, your heart hurting a little bit. Christian and his group reach the ring and Killswitch climbs up onto the apron. Christian and Nick remain on the floor in their corner and whisper to one another.

The bell rings and you watch Nick start to move away from his corner. You watch him slowly make his way around the ring and over to Adam's corner where you're standing.

"Go back to your corner, Nick." You turn toward him with a scowl.

"I just want to talk." Nick replies in a calm and seemingly sincere tone.

You scoff and cross your arms at your former best friend. "Well I don't." You sneer at him.

"Come on, Y/N. Please?" Nick flashes those soft brown eyes at you.

Nick's chummy look makes your heart ache. He used to flash you those eyes all the time back when you were still friends to get his way. And you'd fall for it every damn time. But not now. Not this time.

"I told you to get lost." You scowl at him. "You had your chance, Nicholas." You remind him. "So don't come over here and pretend like you care."

Nick's expression remains solemn as he stares at you with those puppy dog eyes. But you don't budge. You remain stoic, arms crossed across your chest.

You and Nick stare at each other for a moment, and you fail to notice the action spilling out from inside the ring. Killswitch moves to hit Copeland with a nasty spear out of the ring, but Adam manages to dodge it. Killswitch sails through the ropes and hits you hard instead.

"YN! Look out!" Nick sees Killswitch flying toward you but can't close the distance to get to you in time.

Killswitch hits you hard with his spear and your body flies back violently. You crash into the commentary table, head bouncing off of the edge of it. Your vision goes black for a moment, but you can hear Nick yelling for you as well as the bell ringing.

"YN! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Nick flies toward you as you slump onto the floor in front of the commentary table. "Shit, that's blood. That's a lot of blood." He gets to your side and spots the blood stain on the front of the commentary table.

Adam climbs down from the ring and hurries over to check on you. But you are already in Nick's arms by the time he gets over to the table.

Your vision clears up and you become acutely aware that you're being carried up the ramp by someone. "Adam?" You make assumptions about whose come to your rescue.

"It's me, YN. It's Nick." Nick corrects you in a worried tone. "I'm so fucking sorry. You're hurt and bleeding and it's all my fault." You hear him sniffle.

You turn your head to the side and find Nick teary-eyed and doing his absolute best to get you back to the trainers room as fast as he can. "Nick?" You furrow your brows at him, head pounding in pain.

You reach up and touch the back of your head, causing pain to shoot through it. When you pull your hand back it's smeared with blood. "Oh shit." Your eyes widen at the sight of blood.

"Just hold on, YN, we're almost there." Nick assures you.

Nick gets you to the trainers room and you are ushered off to be helped. The trainers keep Nick in the hallway and shut the door behind him loudly.

Freaking out and regretting every decision he's ever made Nick leans against the wall and slowly slides down it to the floor. "Shit shit shit shit. What did I do? What did I do?" He puts his head in his hands and takes a few deep breaths. "Please be okay, YN. Please be okay."

Adam comes down the hall a few seconds later and the trainers let him in the room since he's your tag partner. He glances at Nick as he passes, noticing how upset Nick looks.

Christian comes looking for Nick about 20 minutes later when he doesn't come back to the locker room.

"Nick! What are you doing out here?" Christian stomps down the hall toward Nick. "Are you crying?" He scoffs when Nick looks up from having his head in his hands.

"Leave me alone, Christian." Nick sniffles.

Christian scoffs and looms in front of Nick. "Come on, Nick. That's enough. Get ahold of yourself." He insists.

"Fuck you!" Nick springs up from the floor red in the face. "YN could be seriously hurt! And it's all my fault!"

"Nick." Christian goes to make a reply but Nick cuts him off.

Nick jabs a hand at Christian's chest and begins shouting. "Don't! Just fucking Don't, okay? God, what the fuck am I doing?" He runs a hand through his hair. "YN's my best friend! I love her! And I-I-God, I've been treating her like shit! Because of you!"

"Nick..." Christian attempts to speak again, but Nick doesn't allow it.

"Just get out of here Christian!" Nick shouts furiously.

Christian is taken aback by Nick's outburst and steps back. He gives Nick one last disappointed glance before he turns and walks off.

A few seconds later Adam steps out into the hall. He looks at Nick for a moment before beckoning him over to the door with his hand. "Come over here kid. YN wants so see you." Adam informs Nick.

Nick nods and hurries over to the door. Adam lets him inside the trainers room and points over to the corner of the room where you're upright and chatting with one of the trainers.

"YN!" Nick takes off across the room without hesitation.

"Nick!" You turn away from the trainer as Nick darts across the room.

Nick flies across the room and engulfs you in a hug as soon as he's at your side. "You're okay! Oh thank god that you're alright!" Nick loses it. "YN, I am so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. I'm such a fucking idiot. I don't deserve you."

You wrap your arms around Nick and glance at Adam over his shoulder. Minutes ago Adam explained to you what he heard Nick yelling at Christian out in the hallway.

"Nick, it's alright." You push him off you gently. "Adam heard you out in the hall and told me what you said." You explain.

"He did?" Nick replies, glancing at Adam.

You nod and grab Nick's hand from his side. "Tell me that you're done with Christian." You ask him. "Please. Just promise me that you're done."

"I'm done with him." Nick promises you with a nod. He laces his fingers in your hands and sets it on his chest. "I'm never leaving your side again, I swear." He adds.

"Good." You crack a small smile. "You're a huge fucking idiot Nicholas Wayne. But I love you regardless." You run a hand through his soft hair before pulling him in by the back of the neck for a kiss.

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