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Setting your wings free🖤✨

Damian Priest x Reader comfort

Summary: Feeling insecure lately and having to go with Damian to an event has you feeling overwhelmed. You eventually break down in-front of him.

Warnings: Insecure reader, thoughts of not being good enough, anxiety and break downs, body image difficulties.

A/n: Please enjoy!! This was the winning concept on my poll. Hasn’t been proofread.

Y/n’s POV:

In our shared apartment waiting for Smackdown to start, I’m surrounded by all of the dresses I own. If Damian wins the qualifying match for the elimination Chamber we have to go to a small celebration the company is hosting. All of my dresses fit but I don’t like the way my body looks with any of them on. I look in the mirror, even I make a large T-shirt and shorts look terrible. Damian just has to go to this event by himself, I don’t want him to look back because of me. As the night carry’s on I put all of my dresses away, and watch Damian win his match. I already knew he was going to win. I had bought a little gift for him weeks ago. I set a gift bag with his favorite cologne and a small bottle of Whiskey on the kitchen table. I see my phone light up with a text from Damian

My Love🏹🖤: Hey mi amor, do you want to go and get some drinks with Jey and Rhea?

I have nothing that looks good to wear. I haven’t told him I can’t go to the company celebration tomorrow too. I feel my heart beat to speed of and tears build up in my eyes.

Y/N: Sorry my love, I’m feeling really tired right now. I’m so proud of you for winning your qualifying match🖤

My love🏹🖤: No worries baby, I won that match for you😘 I’ll head home right now. I want to be with you.

I’m so stupid. He can’t even go drinking with his friends because of me not liking the way I look. I go to the bathroom and break down. I want to be happy with myself. Damian is the sweetest thing ever, why can’t I stop feeling like this? Like I’m not enough. After a couple minutes I splash water on my face. I turn off all the lights in the apartment and go to mine and Damian’s room.

I cover myself with a soft blanket. I stay in silence until I hear Damian come in. I take a deep breath feeling like I’m about to panic. “My love are you awake?” I hear him ask from the room door. I clear my throat feeling out of breath. “Y-yes baby.” I say in a quick and weak voice. I sit up waiting for him to come in. He instantly sits on the bed, next to me and hugs me from behind. Just a simple hug makes everything wash away. He kisses the side of my cheek and I instantly tilt away from him not wanting him to see my puffy eyes. “Are you hiding from my kisses amor?” He says holding me tighter caressing my shoulder with his thumb. “Am I making you uncomfortable? If I am please tell me baby.” I can’t help but let out silent tears. “N-no my love, you haven’t done anything wrong. I-I just” I accidentally let out a small sob hoping he didn’t hear. He instantly gently tilts my body to face him. I see his soft and concerned eyes. He pulls me into a hug so that I’m resting my head on his shoulder. “Mi vida what’s going on?” He hugs me tighter and I finally break down completely. “Baby what happened? He says using his thumb it while away the tears in my face. I see tears building up in his face. “P-please don’t be u-upset because of m-me” I manage to say in between sobs. “Love, it hurts to see you this way. Of course I won’t be happy if you’re hurting.” He says with a gentle voice. He puts his arm behind my shoulders and stands us up. He walks us to the bathroom and turns on the shower. “Here my love. Take a shower, I’ll bring some pj’s and if you’re up to it we can talk about what’s going on. Okay?” I give him a small kiss on his cheek. “Thank you babe.”

*Time skip*

After taking a nice hot shower, I toss on the pajamas Damian had brought me. He truly is the best boyfriend in the world. I step out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. “There’s my baby.” He says planting a kiss on my forehead. Ready to sleep? We have a full day tomorrow with the WWE celebration.” I take a deep breath and pull on the hem his T-shirt. “A-actually babe I do want to talk about what’s been happening.” He sits up looking at me. “I’m always here to listen Amor. Take your time.” I look down to the floor biting my lip nervously. “Lately I don’t like the way my body looks. I hate the way anything looks on me. That’s why I didn’t want to go drinking today. And for tomorrow I haven’t even picked a dress because they all look terrible on me.” I say looking towards him with teary eyes. “I want to feel happy with myself, I want to be able to go out with you without feeling like this.” He pulls me into a tight hug. “I’m so sorry I didn’t catch on to what was happening sooner my love.” He stands us up takes us to our mirror. “ look at us baby.” He says softly tilting my head up. “How do you see us as a couple?” I see the way Damian is hugging me from behind. The way we look like a caring and strong relationship. “W-we look like we trust each other” I say looking at him through the mirror. “What else my love?” He says in a strict but caring voice. “We look like we care and love each other.” He stays quiet and places his hands on mine as they’re resting on my sides. “You see how perfect your small hands fit on mine? How we fit perfectly? How safe and comfortable we feel with each other?” He says resting his head on my shoulder behind me. “Yes” I say actually feeling safe and comfortable. “Well guess what? It takes two people to be in our relationship. We are good caring and loving couple because of the BOTH of us. You make me feel safe, you make me look forward to coming home everyday. Because you’re a great person. I love ALL of you.” He says squeezing me. I let out a small giggle. “There’s my girl.” He says kissing my cheek. “Look at how fucking great we look.” I turn around and pull him into a tight hug. “Thank you so much baby. I truly appreciate you and everything you do for us.” He places a hand on my chin making me face him. “I will always do anything to help you. Always my love. You have no idea what you mean to me. Please let’s work on you being nicer to yourself baby.” I look up at him with a small smile “I’ll do it for us, and for myself.” He returns my smile “Good girl.” He says kissing the top of my head. “If you don’t want to go tomorrow you don’t have to. Okay princess?” I cut him off “actually babe, can you help me choose a dress?” I ask him a bit excited. “I would love to darling.” He says while grabbing my hand. “How about we get some of that whiskey you left for me on the kitchen table?” He says while I look at him giggling.

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I’ve been thinking of writing on the following concepts. I just don’t know what to start with😭😭

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They acting like we ain't see Jacob happy for Jey 😭😭😭😭😭

Jacob back in character 😂😂😂😂😭😩

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We’ll be alright

Bron Breakker x reader

Angst and comfort

NOT PROOF READ

Summary: The reader works behind the scenes with wwe. She’s dating Bron but they haven’t been public to the fans yet. After a picture of them goes viral Y/n starts feeling very insecure and anxious. The fans start hating on Bron during his match.

Warnings: insecure reader, anxiety, angst, Bron yelling, overprotective Rhea

Y/n’s POV

After submitting this week’s pyrotechnic schedule for RAW, I head back stage to observe the show on one of the screens. I reach for my purse and finally see my phone. I see a bunch of texts from my close friends and parents. “Are you okay?” And “please be safe.” Flood my notifications. “What is going on?” I whisper to myself. I put my phone in my purse and lock in at the screens in front of me.

I feel two strong arms wrap around me. I turn my head and see Bron smiling. “Hey darling” he says looking into my eyes. All of my worries melt away. I plant a small kiss on his cheek “Are you ready for your match champ?” I ask him as my phones starts ringing inside my purse again. He stares at my purse “I’m always ready. You should answer your phone.” He walks away as his match is about to start.

I pick up my phone with shaking hands, it’s my mom calling. “Hey mom-“ she cuts me off instantly “Honey we’re worried. Are you alright.” She does sound scared. “Yes mom, why wouldn’t I be? Everyone has been asking the same thing?” I say almost frustrated “Baby you haven’t seen? There’s a picture of you and Bron going around and his fans aren’t taking it well.” “W-what? W-when?” I ask as my heart starts beating fast. “It’s a picture of you two walking into the arena honey. Please stay safe.”

I hang up, not knowing what else to say. I hop on instagram and see the picture everywhere. It’s me and Bron holding hands. Luckily the picture was taken from behind. I open the comment under the picture. Most of the comments are saying “Wasn’t he single? Has he been lying this whole time?” Or “who is she? He can do WAY better”

I start shaking as I feel my breaths becoming shorter. I feel a hand on my shoulder. It’s Rhea. “You alright hun? Please ignore the nasty fans.” I instantly hug her as Brons theme comes up filling the arena. “Rhea they think he’s been lying. I can’t let them hate on him for this.” Rhea is now holding my both of my shoulders “Look hun, there’s nothing you can do right now. Let him finish his match. I know you two will take care of this okay?”

As Bron hops on the ring I hear “Liar” chants all over. I see Gunther getting ready to walk out “Look.” He says towards me. “I can’t fight your boyfriend if the fans are attacking him or you. I want him focused.” As the match progresses I can tell the negative reactions from the fans are affecting Bron. Out of nowhere I see Ludwig run in and toss a chair to Gunther. He automatically hits Bron on the back ending the match with a DQ.

I see Imperium walk back stage “thank you” I whisper to both of them Gunther let’s out a small chuckle “I did that for myself, not for you or your boyfriend. Like I said, I want a fair match.” I run to Bron as he has a towel laying on his head. “Honey?” I ask him softly. He stays silent. “Is he mad at me?” I think to myself “Baby please talk to me.” He looks at me, his eyes filled with confusion and frustration. “Look I don’t want to talk. I don’t know what’s happening.” I stare up at him. “But-“ he starts shouting “I SAID NOT RIGHT NOW.” He says as he walks away. I feel tears flooding my eyes.

I walk until I find an empty lounge room. And start softly sobbing. What if his fans are right? What if he CAN do better? I feel myself start shaking. As tears spill down my face.

Bron’s POV

What happened? Why did the crowd react that way? I go and find Gunther. “HEY.” I grab him by the collar. “A steel chair? That wasn’t part of our fight.” He grabs my wrist prying my hand off him. “You think I wanted a match like this? Shouldn’t you be checking in on your girl?” He says walking away “DON’T talk about her.” Why should I check on her? Fuck I yelled at her. But I didn’t yell loud enough for him to hear me here. I see Rhea storming towards me “HEY DUMBASS.” She says pushing me “How could you yell at her? After what she’s going through?” I think back to what Gunther just said. “Wait what’s going on? What happened?” She shows me her phone it’s a picture of me and Y/n walking in towards the arena. “ YOUR fans are tearing her apart in the comments. And I heard your ass fucking yelling at her.” I stare at Rhea “Fuck. Where is she?” She smacks me on the head. “I’m looking for her too idiot. You’re lucky if you find her before I do.” I run around looking inside each room

Y/n’s POV

I’m shaking sobbing, I can’t stop looking at all of these comments. “He doesn’t look good with her” I feel my knees go weak. I land on my knees to the floor shaking and crying more. I hear steps running towards me. Through my eyes cloudy with tears I can make up Bron’s body on the floor next to me. He hugs me tight pushing my head on his neck, softly holding my hair. “I am so sorry princess.” He says holding me tighter. “I was confused and frustrated. I didn’t know what you were going through, I didn’t know about the picture.” I place my hands behind his back crying harder into his neck. “I’m so sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for raising my voice. You didn’t deserve that.” After a couple of minutes of staying like that. He tilts my head up finally looking into each other’s eyes. He uses his thumb to wipe my tears away. “Talk to me baby? Please” he whisper softly “y-your fans are mad with you.” He looks at me with hurt in his eyes “Princess please don’t listen to them. You are the best thing that has happened to me. You’re the sweetest most caring person I know. You’re beautiful and we’re in this together.” I look at him with happy tears in my eyes. We stand up as he pulls me into another hug. “With time my TRUE fans will see you the way I see you darling.”

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Gauche Adlai x Reader

She hates me she hates me not pt.1

(Unless stated otherwise y/n is a female character)

Summary: Y/n is typical a shy person. She got into the black bulls when she turned 22 (Gauche is 24) she has the ability known as healing light. The more confident she is in her abilities, the stronger they get. Yami saw her potential and had her training with him since she was 19. She has grown very comfortable with her squad mates, which took her a while. She has also became very open with everyone, well everyone except Gauche and he’s becoming tired of it.

Y/n’s POV

After training all day with my squad, I go into the hide out to get some water for everyone. Magna, Asta, and luck went somewhere to train more. It’s just me, Vanessa, Gauche, and Finral. I hand everyone a glass except for Gauche. I leave a glass on the table inside for him but by the time I look for him his gone. Vanessa quickly notices who I’m looking for. “C’mon kid, you like him so much, you can’t hand him a glass of water?” I look at her feeling my face becoming hot. Finral always treating me like his sister just, glares at me. Vanessa has a point though, I can never do anything around Gauche. Even if he’s in the same room as me I can’t think straight. I snap out of my thoughts and notice Vanessa is still talking. “Honestly kid, the only way to stop this mess is by coming clean to him.” I look at her with my eyes wide. “Vanessa you know I could never do that.” She puts a hand on my shoulders “See that’s where you’re wrong. I KNOW you can.” She says with a small smile.

Gauche’s POV

I know I’m not very approachable. I only care for Marie and her attention anyways. I don’t care for Y/n’s attention. But why does she keep acting like I don’t exist? Glasses of water for everyone except me? That’s rude even for me. I ignore everyone that isn’t Marie, but even I don’t exclude specific members on the squad. Do I? I can’t stop thinking about that stupid glass of water, why did it get me so upset?! Stomping into the hideout I bump into Captain Yami. “Woah there, what’s got you all worked up?” He says barely looking at me “nothing, training was tough.” I say as I keep walking. I feel captains eyes on me “you know, even someone as dumb as Asta can tell that girl has a thing for you.” I can’t believe he’s joking with this. Can’t he see she clearly hates me. “I don’t care for anyone but my sweet Marie.” I say as I take a glimpse of her photo. “Keep telling your self that.” I hear the captain yell as I head towards my room.

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Blurred Lines

Conrad Fisher x Female Reader

A/N: Even if it’s not addressed in this chapter, Y/N is a female chubby character just a heads up!! This chapter is an introduction!! We will see more of Conrad in the next chapters!! Didn’t check for grammar!!

Warnings: Panic attacks, mentions of body image issues and insecurities. Angst

Chapter summary: Your mom was very close with Laurel and Susannah. After a car crash at Cousins, Susannah took you and your younger brother in when you were young. You kept pushing everyone away for years.

Age gaps for this story

Y/N-21

Conrad-19

Jeremiah, Steven- 17

Belly-16

Liam (Y/N’s brother)- 16

Summer at Cousins was always your safe space. It was an escape from things back at home, your parents always arguing, you having to protect your younger brother Liam from all that chaos. Liam is the same age as Belly, and you are two years older than Conrad. Each summer felt like a fairytale, like something that was too good to be true. Until that night changed summer and Cousins for you all together.

It’s been three weeks since Susannah’s passing. It breaks you that you couldn’t go to her funeral. You had talked to her the week before she passed away. Only she knew why you drifted away from your friends and her boys. You two used to meet up at a small town by Cousins to talk and catch up. When her cancer came back you used to visit her often, when everyone was out of the house she would call you knowing you’d come at any time of the day. She even has a painting of you hidden underneath her bed.

You know that everyone is mad at you. After all, you disappeared on everyone except Susannah. Haven’t texted or called back anyone. You made sure no one at Cousins saw whenever Susannah needed you in the house. It was easier for everyone. At the moment it’s what was best for everyone.

Flashback (One month ago)

Susannah just called for me to go over in an hour, I decided to stop by and get her this amazing lemonade we used to drink at the restaurant we used to visit to catch up. She had mentioned that the door would be unlocked. As soon as I go in there she is in her bed tied up to who knows what. I told myself I wouldn’t cry but when I felt her weak yet warm arms around me I broke down. “Hey my baby queen, I’m still here, it’s okay.” She told me as I moved to the side of her bed. “Can you drink any fluids?” I ask her. The last time I brought her a muffin her body could not break down solids anymore. She smiles looking down to you. “What did you get me?” I pull up the lemonade cup. “Heck yes I can have yummy fluids!!” She says as I put the straw up to her so she can have a few zips. As I put the cup down you feel her staring at me. “What? I don’t want you to hurt yourself for some lemonade. I'll give you some more in a bit.” I say as I laugh at her. “Come here.” She says making a little space on the bed for me to sit. “ Look Queenie, last time you were here, one of the boys saw you.” I suddenly felt my heart sink down to my stomach, as I felt my heartbeat out of your chest. Susannah reaches to hold your hand “Breathe baby, it’s okay, they didn’t hear anything we talked about. He just really misses you.” Truth is I have been struggling with my mental health since I was young. It started with panic attacks. Susannah was the one that helped me through my first panic attack. I lightly squeezed her hand. “ I’m okay, I’m okay” I tell her.

“He really wants to see you. He’s not far from here.” I don’t know if it’s Jeremiah, but I do prefer Jere over seeing Conrad right now. Before I decided to leave, me and Conrad had a huge fight. “Is it Jeremiah?” I ask her. “ Of course it is.” She says reaching for her phone. “Jere, I’m okay hun don’t worry, she’s okay with seeing you.” The fact that she didn’t have to explain who “she” is makes me wonder how much he pestered her about seeing me.

*Flashback over*

Without going into detail you managed to tell Jeremiah that you were struggling with some things that you needed to take care of by yourself. He gave you an invitation to his graduation. The last time you saw Susannah you had a terrible panic attack, you had to stay in the hospital given your history. After not attending Susannah’s funeral you weren’t sure if he was upset with you again or not. You would understand if he was. You decided to sit away from anyone possibly seeing you. When all of the guests leave you wait behind to look for Jeremiah amongst the graduates. You didn’t even have to call him as soon as his eyes landed on you, you could feel it. He slowly walks up to you with tears in his eyes. “You know when my mom told me that you might disappear again. I didn’t think that meant not coming to her funeral.” He whispers. You bring him into a hug. “This time I’ll tell you what happened. But you have to give me time before I talk to the rest, I’m just not ready for that. Inside my gift I left my number.” You say handing him a gift bag. “When you have time we’ll catch up. I understand if you’re still upset with me right now.” As you walk away from him you hear his voice break down “please don’t push us away anymore.” All you can do is look back at him and give him a small smile. Not knowing that Conrad was watching you leave. As you left the venue everything came flooding back into your mind

Flashback (13 years old)

It was the Fourth of July, Jeremiah, Liam, and Steven were playing in the pool. You were fixing Belly’s hair, adding some cute bows to her Pigtails. She just turned 8, you want to help her as much as possible. “Hey y/n?” She turns up to look at you “what’s up little Belly?” You ask, smiling at her. “How are you so pretty?” Even if you didn’t feel pretty, being with your loved ones always made you forget your insecurities. “The more time you spend with people you love, the more you laugh and smile, the prettier you get.” You tell her as you see her eyes fill with joy. Looking out the window you see the clouds moving faster than usual. It never rains much out here. You see Laurel and Susannah come out “Boys!! Pool Time is over!! We’re getting a thunderstorm tonight.!!” Susannah yells. Your mom was just with Susannah and Laurel, not seeing her you go look for her. “Mom!!” You find her in the living room teary eyed. “Mom!! What’s wrong?” You say lowering your voice, not to worry about the rest. “ Nothing sweetie, your dad is upset I brought you guys here during this storm.” You all work together to make the living room comfy. You see the lights flickering on and off. Laurel has a box full of candles, while Susannah has some blankets. The boys help your mom move the living room furniture to the side. You and Belly lay the blankets and fall flat to the floor laughing, Now you all have space for everyone to sit down and sleep during the storm. As expected the lights went out.

As you were drifting to sleep you heard yelling. “I told you it would rain. But you never listen. You brought the kids next to an OCEAN. During a thunderstorm.” You already recognized your dads voice. “Michael, calm down. I thought you were lying about the rain just so we didn’t come here this summer.” You see your parents walk out while it’s still storming “Mom!! Dad!!” You see your dad slap your mom before anyone else walks out of the house. “Put my children in danger again, against my orders I’ll make sure you lose custody after this divorce.” Your dad sees you in the corner of his eye and tries to calm your mom down. “Look I didn’t mean to hit you. Let’s go home.” Your mom, scared, steps away from your dad. “Do NOT come any closer to me.” She warns him. And suddenly in slow motion you freeze. You see your dad step closer to your mom, and headlights coming closer to them. You try to run but Conrad and Steven hold you back.

*Flashback over*

After that day you lived with Susannah and her boys. Lost your mother at 13, and your dad afraid to go to court over anything left and never came back. Each summer you would go to art camp or volunteer at a Daycare. So that you would never go spend another summer at Cousins. Back in Boston you kept yourself busy and away from others. Even found an after school Job when you turned 16 so that you didn’t have to eat dinner with the rest. But Susannah always kept you company. After you turned 19 Susannah helped you get and apartment near a small art school you always wanted to attend. You’ve been living this routine away from your loved ones for a while now.

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I’m debating on writing a Colin Bridgeton reader insert story. I don’t see many on hear😭😭

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