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visionarystoryteller · 1 year ago

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Love Meets War | 1

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A {small?} Series

X/OC - Emileeah (pronounced Emily-ah) Rogers - essentially you

Wardlow - Micheal Wardlow

Warnings: if anything tell me

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Emileeah knew when she walked into Daily’s place, she’d be surrounded by beautiful people…she just never calculated how nervous that would make her or how insecure.

Emileeah was a new hire for the photography team in AEW. She studied the camera since she was a tiny high schooler, not that she still wasn’t tiny, at least by wrestler aspect. Emileeah stand 5’5”, with a slender build, someone that definitely spent their time behind the camera instead of in front of it. Not that Emileeah wasn’t beautiful. She had hazel eyes and down to her mid back length of golden honey brown hair, freckles doting on the cheeks and bridge of her nose, she was a natural beauty, but one that often thought she didn’t seem pretty. She did always try to look decent though, even if it was in too big for her sweaters with leggings, or a long maxi dresses.

Emileeah milled around the wrestlers that roamed all around, some looking at her, others paying no mind to her at all. She held her camera bag close upon her shoulder and into her body as close as possible, hoping to become one in the nerves and anxiety of being surrounded by so many. She wasn’t an introvert per say, but she also didn’t put herself out there.

Making her way down a hall, after following numerous, half damaged pieces of paper taped on the wall, that gave her directions. She found her way to Tony Kahn’s office. Taking a deep breath, Emileeah knocked on the door with confidence that would go right back in its hole.

“Come in…” she heard along with some more muffled out words. She took the door knob in her hand and turned and pushed the door open. Upon stepping inside and lifting her head up, she was met with 4 faces. Emileeahs cheeks redden. She’d only met Tony during a FaceTime, not the other 3.

“Um…I…hi…I’m Emileeah Rogers” she tumbled out, wanting to smack herself, Tony knew who she was. The four men all give her a warm smile. Tony stands from his seat as do the others.

“Emileeah, it’s nice to finally meet you in person” Tony makes his way around his desk and pulls her into a friendly hug. She returns the hug, feeling his kind spirit.

“Emileeah, these are the executive vice presidents, Matt and Nick Massie, who are the Matt and Nick Jackson of the Young Bucks, and Tyson Smith, who is Kenny Omega.” Tony introduces the 3 men. She was about to put her hand out when Tyson pulled her into a hug then Matt and then Nick.

“Nice to meet you guys” she says.

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Upon meeting the 3 EVP’s, they took her around Daily’s to show her the ins and outs of the place. They even showed her her own open area where a computer desk sat with a computer, which wasn’t to far from about 3 sets of back drops for each show AEW hosted, Dynamite, Rampage and Collision.

“So anyway, you’ll just be getting photos basically of anything and everything, even the matches, which Tony explained in the interview” Nick says. Emileeah nods.

“Yea he said I would be in charge of the photos that got posted to the social media apps as well, but I just want to make sure I don’t need to have any approved right?” She asks as she takes out her camera at the desk and hangs it around her neck.

“If anything if you want to you can come to one of us, but just have good judgement. You’ll be following along with every field and match, but I feel you’ll understand what to put out there.” Tyson adds. Emileeah smiles at the three.

“Thank you for showing me around. So I guess I’ll just be around capturing till the show starts?”

“Yup that’s perfect! We have a feeling you’ll do great here, your shots that you sent us for your application where amazing, so we’re excited to see how well you capture some of the talent here.” Matt says.

“Also one more thing, we have been filming for our backstage show that shows the viewers what it’s like for us behind the curtain, so don’t be alarmed and just be you. They may want some input from you here and there and little takes for personal interviews but we told them to lay off for a few weeks with those for you so you can get used to just being part of the AEW family” Matt finishes.

“Okay sounds good. I’m gonna go get some shots of the ring before everything starts” she tells them. They all smile and part ways.

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Emileeah positioned the camera on the apron facing the stage, the Trons on for Dynamite. She snapped a few photos when she noticed a few people walk out of one of the tunnels. She stayed as invisible as possible getting the views of the people looking out into Daily’s place.

“You know, you’re not as sneaky as you think your being” a voice says from beside her. Emileeah jumps back, turning her head, looking up at a women a little taller than her.

“Sorry didn’t mean to scare you” she says putting a hand on Emileeahs shoulder.

“I’m Britt, also known as Britt Baker DMD” she smiles at Emileeah. Emileeah takes a breath and gives her a smile.

“Hi, I’m Emileeah, the new photographer” she says while looking back at the stage, where now a few other people stood.

“Those tools up there, are Maxwell Jacob Friedman and Adam Cole bay bay, but Adams real name is Austin, he’s my dumbass boyfriend” she giggles.

“And maxwells real name?” She asks looking at Britt.

“Honesty the same as his stage name. Except I think his middle name is actually different.” She laughs. Emileeah nods.

“Don’t worry Max can be an asshole but when everything isn’t being filmed for photographed, he can be a pretty chill guy, very hard headed but chill. Austin is well…”

“I’m what Britt?” A voice says from the side of Britt.

“Hi bay bay, I’m just letting our new photographer, Emileeah know about how you guys aren’t as intense as you guys seem in the ring or on tv” she smiles. He smiles back and kisses her forehead.

“That is true. I’m Austin. It’s nice to meet you Emileeah” Austin says pulling her into a hug.

“Are all wrestlers huggers?” Emileeah asks with a small laugh.

“Most of us yes, you’ll get some of the best hugs here. Specially Micheal, he’s like a big teddy bear” Britt says, thinking about her close friend.

“I can attest to that, guy does give great hugs” Austin laughs.

“Micheal is? Sorry I still haven’t really met many people. I used to watch wrestling but that was when WWE was the bigger staple. They barley even looked at my application before turning me down” Emileeah shakes her head. Britt gives a stank face but waves her off.

“Well AEW will be lucky to have you first of all, secondly, you’ll probably know some wrestlers then…a lot of WWE alumni ended up here in AEW. Which I may be biased but they’re so much better off here then there” Britt says.

“I can agree, I was in NXT and as much as I loved it, I didn’t feel my full potential being reached” Austin chimes in. Emileeah nods.

“Well then I will consider myself lucky that Tony looked over my application then” she smiles. Britt smiles and takes her hand.

“Come with us, we’ll get you introduced to some, and get you more hugs” Britt smiles. Emileeah nods and follows britt and Austin follows the two girls.

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Britt and Austin took Emileeah around to meet wrestlers. They had come into contact with the Acclaimeds Anthony and Max along with Billy Gunn, whose real name was Monty. Emileeah remembered watching him in the WWE. They welcomed Emileeah with open arms, of course giving her hugs. Then they came into contact with Chris Irvine, or we’ll known as Chris Jericho. Y2J was one of Emileeahs favorite personas of Chris Jericho. She also loved Fozzy growing up. Of course Chris gave her hug, Britt making it her mission to let the wrestlers know she’s making Emileeah get hugs from the wrestlers.

Eventually Britt, Emileeah and Austin made there way into catering where almost all wrestlers seemed to be. Britt looked around the room, standing on her top toes looking for someone, while Emileeah let go of her hand to snap a few pictures of the busy catering. The wrestlers mostly sat within in their stables, most mingling with the other stables but she made sure to only get certain ones, knowing some probably didn’t like each other kayfabe.

“Aha! I see him!” Britt says smiling. Emileeah looks at britt then Austin with question.

“Who?” She asks.

“Micheal.” She smiles at Emileeah. She grabs Emileeahs hand and makes her way through some of the wrestlers that where standing in the way.

“Move please” Britt said, a mission in her mind. Emileeah gave a small sorry smile to some of them as they passed but they just brushed off Britt, they were used to her. Britt made her way to a table in the middle and stopped, pulling Emileeah to her side, putting her arm around her shoulder.

“Hardy’s, Micheal” Britt says. The three men at the table look up at Britt. Emileeah almost star struck seeing the Hardy’s. It really did seem as if the hood wrestlers of wwe came to AEW.

“Afternoon Britt, whose this?” Matt Hardy asks. Britt pulls Emileeah in front of her, hands on both her shoulders.

“Guys I would like you to meet the new photographer, Emileeah. Me and Austin decided to take her around to introduce her to some of the wrestlers, getting hugs. Emileeah here didn’t think we’d be huggers as wrestler” Britt laughs. Emileeah feels her cheeks heat. Micheal who was pretty quiet was just trying not to stare. Emileeah was beautiful.

“Emileeah, this is Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy and the teddy bear Micheal Wardlow” Britt says pointing to each.

“Shit Britt I’m not a teddy bear” Micheal laughs running a hand down his face before getting up and making his way over to the girls. He first gives Britt a hug and then gives Emileeah a hug. Emileeah was tiny in Micheals arms that when he stood to his full height to hug her, she was lifted of the ground, eliciting a squeak out of Emileeah. Micheal laughs and puts her down.

“Sorry small stuff” Micheal says looking down at her, once she’s on her feet. She looks up at him and smiles.

“S’okay, you do give good hugs though, Britt is right” Emileeah says. Britt smiles triumphantly.

“Alright I want hugs too!” Matt Hardy laughs. He pulls Britt in first then Emileeah, Jeff doing the same. Micheal smiles watching her interact with the Hardy’s. Britt bumps Micheal with her shoulder.

“Isn’t she the cutest” britt whispers to him. Micheal looks down at Britt with a smile shaking his head.

“Britt…yea she’s beautiful” Micheal says shaking his head with a small laugh and smile. Emileeah gets a few shots of the Hardy’s, Matt explaining he needed to get his Barbie girl on.

“I think me and her are going to be great friends, so please watch out for her back here if me or Austin aren’t around…I just get the feeling she doesn’t have many people watch out for her. I like her to much already to watch her get eaten alive by some of the kayfabe personas back here” Britt says. Micheals nods.

“No doubt.” Micheal agrees. Emileeah walks back over to Britt.

“I’m gonna get some food and sit with Matt Hardy, he has Reby on FaceTime and I love watching her on TikTok” Emileeah says a little shyly. Britt laughs and hugs Emileeah.

“Okay, I have to go to hair and makeup anyway..and austin…Austin disappeared…okay whatever” britt laughs at her boyfriends antics. Britt smiles at the two before walking off.

“Mind if I join you in line, I only had a shake before comin in, I had to take my pup to run around before coming in and didn’t get much time to eat” Micheal says. Emileeah looks up at Micheal and smiles.

“You have a puppy!? And sure, you’ll probably know what’s better to eat here then I would” Emileeah smiles. Micheals laughs and nods. He allows her to walk ahead of him, him putting his hand on her back to help guide her, which sent tingles up Emileeahs spine and tingles through Micheals fingertips.

“Yea, he’s my little warpup. His name is Ares and he such a good dog. Also usually the paninis with buffalo chicken are pretty good.” Micheal says. The two stand in line talking about Ares and why he was called his warpup explaining to Emileeah that because of his last name and gimmick, it fit.

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Emileeah sat with the Hardy and Micheal eating before they were called to go and get ready as there was 10 minutes till show.

“It was great talking with you Emileeah, Reby definitely wants your number so I’ll come by later after the show, okay” Matt asks.

“Sure thing, I’ll probably be milling around, if anything I can DM her my number to if we end up getting to busy” Emileeah smiles.

“Great! I’ll see ya round” Matt smiles and kisses her head.

“Try not to make me look to old in photos” Jeff jokes with her.

“Jeff you barley have aged since your early days, won’t be hard” she smiles as Jeff hugs her.

“That my girl, see ya” Jeff waves walking off with Matt. She laughs shaking her head. She looks at Micheal.

“Welp be careful tonight, specially when getting shots from the ring, we tend to flail around the outsides” Micheal laughs. They both stand up and Micheal pulls her into a hug that lifts her off her feet.

“I’ll try. I’d say be careful but I feel like your opponents will need it more” she laughs. He laughs and puts her down.

“Probably. It’s war time when I’m there. I’ll see you around small stuff” Micheal says kissing her head and walking off. Emileeah felt her cheeks redden as she gathers her things. Walking through catering she meets with Britt at the doors.

“Told you he gives the best hugs” Britt says. Emileeah looks at britt with reddened cheeks.

“Yea, yea he does” she says quietly. Britt giggles and throws her arm around Emileeahs shoulder, the pair walking down the hall.

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 1 year ago

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Inspired by Older by Isabel LaRosa

Cm Punk X fem reader Word Count: 1300

Summary: Cm Punk was always jealous of the relationship between Y/n and Wardlow, he never understood their relationship. Sure he and Y/n had an 18-year age gap but he knew he would treat her so much better. When Wardlow cheats Punk knows now is his only chance to get with Y/n. “I can be your new Daddy”

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Die For You (Pt 2) Obsessed (Part 3)

I knew it was wrong, everything about this was wrong. Y/n was young, way younger than I, 18 years to be exact but I couldn't help the feelings I had for her. I was jealous of the guys that spoke to her, they were head over heels in love with her and I couldn't blame them, she was the most gorgeous thing I had ever laid my eyes on. She was delicate like a flower, yet wrapped in barbed wire. She had a sensitive soul yet she hid it from the world, building walls around her years ago. I watched as the blond girl ran past me with tears in her eyes and I knew something was wrong. I walked to catering and noticed Wardlow trying to run after her.

“What the fuck did you do?” I yelled walking up to the large man, stopping him in his tracks

“It’s none of your damn business Punk” He spat, shoving me out of the way. Without realizing it I went to swing at the man when I felt someone grab me from behind.

“Woah there big guy, he’s not worth it” I turned to find Cash and Dax, both having concerned looks on their faces.

“What’s going on?” I asked the two men in front of me

“He cheated on her” Dax replied

“What a jerk!-” I yelled

“Okay man, I love you but you are causing a scene” Cash interrupted me “Let’s talk somewhere else” I looked to see everyone looking at the three of us like we were madmen.

We walked down a few halls to the private locker rooms and passed Wardlow pounding on Y/n’s door. “Y/n, I’m sorry, okay. Open the door” I gave him a nasty look before heading into my locker room.

“Okay, what really happened?” I asked Cash and Dax, closing the door behind us

“Do you remember how she was upset after he had that fit at Revolution?” Cash said

“No-”

“Oh that’s right you weren't there” I gave him a nasty look. “My bad, so anyways he lost the TNT title, blew a fit and left right before Y/n won the title”

“What an asshole” I muttered under my breath

“So apparently when he left, he got with some groupie. Fucked up right, worst part is after she finally forgave him and everything because he was literally begging on his hands and knees for her to take him back he kept sleeping with randos in each town we went to”

I said nothing, I just sat in shock, trying to comprehend what I just heard. I never understood the relationship between the two of them, she was too good to be with someone like him. Their relationship always seemed weird, like something was always off, but I could never place it. I was lost in my thoughts when I was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

Cash and Dax exchanged a confused look before opening the door, revealing a quite angry Wardlow. “What the fuck do you want?!” I asked the man who now stood in front of me.

Sure the four of us were friends but for some reason I never quite liked Wardlow. I was always civil with him but maybe it was my jealousy that made me secretly despise him.

“Can you get her to open up?” He asked, referring to Y/n who had understandably locked herself in her private locker room. “Why should we help you?” Cash asked, “Your just going to cheat on her again” I spat “You have no idea what you are talking about Punk” Wardlow spat back “This is none of your business” “Well it sure seems like my business if you are out here asking for our help” “Tell us why we should help you?” Cash asked, not buying a thing coming out of wardlows mouth. “She’s mentally unstable, she is literally crazy. I’m scared she is going hurt herself in there” I could tell his words were sincere, however, I did not buy the fact that Y/n was mentally insatiable. Sure her whole gimmick was being a hardcore Barbie but I knew deep down she wasn’t really crazy, or was she?

We agreed not to help Wardlow but to help get inside Y/n’s locker room. “You two stay with him, I will check on her,” I told Cash and Dax, not trusting Wardlow within a square inch of Y/n.

I carefully knocked on Y/n’s door, waiting for a response. “Go Away!” She yelled through the door “It’s just me” “What do you want Punk? I’m not talking to him” “This has nothing to do with Wardlow, I just wanted to see if you are alright. I saw what happened.” Y/n opened the door and let me inside. “So everyone saw,” she said as the tears began to reform in her eyes. “Don’t worry about them” I told her sincerely, joining her on the small couch which sat in the middle of the locker room. “So what happened love?” “I don’t wanna talk about it” I know I shouldn’t be asking such an invasive question but I just had to know “What do you see in him?” “What?” “Wardlow? What do you see in him? He is a big idiot with big muscles and probably a big dick” Y/n laughed at my comments, which made me happy to see her smile. “So you’re only interested in his dick?” I asked playfully “No” “Then what is it?!” “I dunno, he made me feel safe. I know that sounds stupid but it’s true. He’s huge, he kept all the creeps away, and the sex was a nice bonus” I mean it made sense. When they were first an item I noticed how protective he was of her, I wonder what happened. “I could take better care of you. I know I’m not as tall as him or as muscular but the difference between the two of us is that Wardlow is a boy and I am a man. I bet I could make you feel just as good as he did. I would do anything and everything for you.” Y/n said nothing, I knew she was shocked at my words. I knew I was better for her, I would spoil her with expensive gifts, and praise her every day. I knew she was into older guys, she and Wardlow had an eight-year age gap, the only thing the two of us would have was eighteen years.

“I mean it,” I told Y/n softly as I carefully lifted her chin so she could look at me. “I will give you the world. You will never have to worry about a single thing. I know you Y/n, you act all tough, you live for violence, love the taste of copper on your tongue. Fuck, I’ve seen your matches the title of ‘The Queen of Hardcore’ serves you well but I know that’s an act to hide who you really are. All you want is to be cared for. You like being with older men, the way they protect you, the way they love you better, the way they spoil you. You kill yourself in that ring to have someone like me put you back together, hold you close when you cry, love you to death. Tell me when I’m telling lies” I could tell by the look on her face that she knew I was right

“Forget about Wardlow, I can be your new daddy”

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