#Adam Copeland imagine

[moondust-imagines]

Not Meant to Be (Copeland!Ares x Reader)

Stupid little angsty blurb for my war daddy 🥰🥰

Ares doesn’t have a soft spot for anyone. Not even his own kids get special treatment from him. He’s a lone wolf, he doesn’t need anyone else.

He’s not a sentimental guy, it’s just convenient that the diner you’ve worked at since before he met you was just up the road from where he found the kids. He can feel you watching them but he resists the urge to meet your gaze. Once he sends the younger pair away, he thinks you’ll come over. But you don’t. You’ve always understood that you don’t fit in his life.

Once he’s packed the whole group into the back of a truck and watched them drive away, his mind is back on you. Your shift must be almost over if it isn’t already. He could use some time with you to blow off some steam. Before he could even think of looking for you, he heard you behind him.

“Hey” You said nonchalantly. You clutched your purse almost self-consciously and your eyes darted around nervously. Some part of him bristled, you were never nervous around him, that’s what drew him to you the first time you met. He couldn’t scare you off.

“I know you’re busy but could you give me a ride home? Those guys are freaking me out” You explained quickly. He followed your gaze over to the group of truckers watching you like hungry animals.

“Get on the bike” Ares said lowly, never taking his eyes off the men. He couldn’t do anything to them, not that he didn’t want to. He couldn’t risk drawing too much attention to himself right now.

The ride to your apartment was a journey Ares was starting to get used to. You were quiet which he was thankful for. You knew he hated small talk. Once he pulled up, you quickly removed your arms from his torso and hovered on the sidewalk.

“You wanna come upstairs? Got to thank you for being my big scary friend” You offered

“How were you thinking of thanking me?” Ares asked cockily.

“Well, you always like that thing I do with my tongue” You shrugged, a sly grin on your lips.

He didn’t need much more persuasion than that.

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Ares should have left hours ago. He should have had his fun with you and left. But now the golden beams of sunrise were streaming through your bedroom window. You were blissfully unaware, still fast asleep against the soft pillows. He watched you silently for a second, admiring how you beautiful looked in the golden glow.

You deserve a good man, he thinks to himself. Someone who would give you the world and treat you like a queen. He’d never admit it out loud but it will kill him when you do find someone. You understand him in a way that most humans wouldn’t. Part of him wishes he could just stay with you, live in the fantasy of spending your life together. Who else would put up with him for that long?

You stirred slightly, huffing slightly at the light on your face. His hand covered your eyes slightly to help you fall back asleep.

“Shh darling, it’s just me” He whispered and you hummed in response.

He got up and pulled the curtain across, shielding you from the impending day. Once he was dressed, he stopped for a moment. He took in your sleeping form then convinced himself to go. He shut the door quietly as he left. And you were completely unaware.

[daddyhausen]

edge used to be a vampire now i can’t stop imagining him eating reader’s pussy while she’s on her period

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 | 「 ADAM COPELAND MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — vampire!adam eating you out while you’re on you’re period

「 WARNINGS 」 — smut, 18 +, [ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ] , period sex, blood drinking, oral sex [ female receiving ], shower sex

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 303

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x vamp!adam copeland

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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his bloodlust became uncontrolable as of late

even more so since you won’t allow him to feed off you

and the wildlife population began to dwindle as the colder months began to slowly roll in

he tried to control his thirst

even draining the blood reserves he stored in the basement

draining it dry

he was desprate

eyes glowing red with insatiable hunger

he found you in the shower

the delectable scent of your blood wafting in his nostrils

he could not feed on you, he’d never allow himself to stoop to that level.

he joined you in the shower

pressing small kisses to the crook of your neck, having to restrain himself from sinking his teeth into your sweet flesh

he knew it was that time of the month

your cycle normally began around the latter days of the month

he could smell it

the insatiable desire slowly rising in his throat as he licked his lips hungrily

he knelt before you

kissing the insides of your thighs

the sweet metallic scent made his mouth water as he slowly began to tease and lick, his tongue prodding so close to where he desired most

you grew suspicious of his intentions

as he tongue grazed your clit

as the sweet crimson met his tongue he spiraled into a frenzy

devouring you with malicious, selfish intent

and you reveled in it

gripping his hair, pulling him closer as he fucks you with his tongue

his eyes redden, entranced by your taste as he samples you

he could not help himself

drinking you in until he’s had his fill

he must admit you taste far better than any animal or any other human for that matter

he savours your taste

allowing it to mingle with his tastebuds before placing chaste kisses to your inner thighs

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[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

Can I have prompts 15, 34, and 69 with early 2000's Edge plss where she is scared to be in love with them because of trust issues but sweet smut unfolds as they let the feelings out between them?

15: “I’m so scared…of you”

34: “shh it’s okay, I’m here now”

69: having your first time in bed with each other

Tag: @judgementdaysunshine

Word count: 2058

Warnings: mild swearing

Fic type: fluff and smut

Link to masterlist

Reader will be a wrestler, 2001. Will use Adam’s name. Feels silly saying Edge in this context. Christian will just be called Christian as using his real name doesn’t feel right for fics!

Being at large events was always difficult for you. Even if you did know most of the people there. You were still relatively new, only having been there for about three years about the same time as your friends, Adam and Christian. The three of you didn’t go in together. You had met them on your first day actually and hit it off with them immediately. They always had your back both within matches, and backstage. Being quiet made you an easy target for certain wrestlers to pick on you; they’d pull pranks (sometimes cruel ones) on you, be rough with you in the ring. It wasn’t the best time to be a wrestler but you weren’t about to quit. Plus, the two boys would back you up and protect you as much as possible, alongside two other friends, Jeff and Matt Hardy.

The event in question was an after party, following a successful episode of Smackdown. You hung around Adam and Christian who were talking with Kurt Angle and a few others, sticking closely to Adam’s side, while they chatted with other wrestlers. It wasn’t something you admitted to anyone just yet, but you had found yourself with feelings for Adam. There was something about how protective he was over you that just made your heart swoon and your body feel so…safe? Was that the feeling? It was hard to come to terms with how you felt. So many times had you been let down or betrayed by your previous partner that you didn’t know if you could go through with another relationship again. He had broken you in more ways than you’d let on to anyone. The idea of dedicating yourself to someone or letting someone into your heart terrified you.

“We should probably get going!” Adam nudged you, hoping you’d agree. He was enjoying the socialisation but in reality, he felt more comfortable in the idea of heading back to the hotel room you two shared. Saving as much money as possible was at the top of both of your lists so you had agreed to share with him. Tonight would be your first night alone with him, and a big part of you was scared. You nodded, agreeing that it was time.

“I’m going to stay a bit longer,” Christian said, giving you both a quick hug, “but I’ll see you guys later on!”

Exchanging goodbyes with the group, you both headed out to the car park to get a taxi back. Adam left the keys with Christian so he could drive back.

“I think…I might just shower and then sleep when we get back.” You told Adam in the car, sitting a seat away from him in the back, leaving the middle seat free.

“Oh. I was thinking we could watch a film but…yeah sure, if you’re tired, do what you like!” He replied, smiling weakly.

It was a strange response, you had thought. A part of you thought that maybe he was hoping for something more but you didn’t want to jump to conclusions. The rest of the ride was quiet, relaxed. Watching him from the corner of your eye, you made a mental note of the outline of his face from the side. There was no denying that he was gorgeous. With the way his long hair framed his face, the little point at the end of his nose. And his body! His arms were strong yet soft to the touch, very welcoming. Perhaps that’s why she always felt so safe? It definitely was his kindness that helped too. You didn’t realise that you had turned your head to get a better look at him, staring with a sparkle in your eyes. He turned to look at you with a smile and pink cheeks, winking slightly. You quickly looked away in embarrassment of being caught staring, hearing him chuckle at your reaction.

After arriving at the hotel, you both made your way up to the room and you rushed in the bathroom to get to the shower to wash away the naughty thoughts that began to cloud your mind. You got undressed with haste and stood under the warm running water, trying to clear your mind. It was getting harder to hide your feelings and anxiety built up in your chest over that fact. You were terrified of a repeat of last time. Deep down you knew he was different but still. What if he secretly was a terrible man? What if he was secretly just as horrible but was fantastic at hiding it? The thought was too horrible to imagine so you tried to ignore it, washing your body and your hair, imagining you were scrubbing that idea away.

Not spending long in there, you dried off and climbed into clothes that you had left folded in there before you left, ready for your evening shower. You looked into the mirror and took a deep breath, calming yourself so Adam wouldn’t ask any questions. You left the bathroom and made your way over to the desk where your hairdryer was ready for you. Except it wasn’t just that there waiting. Adam stood, holding your brush and motioning for you to sit down.

“I know you’re tired but I can…do this for you if you like?” He smiled sheepishly.

Returning the smile, you sat down in front of him. As he began you felt your cheeks and your body become warm with appreciation, the naughty thoughts coming back. He was so concentrated on making sure your hair was fully dry and brushed that he didn’t even notice you staring this time. After about 15 to 20 minutes, he shut the dryer off, just pulling the brush gently through your smooth and shiny hair.

“Can I ask you a question?” He asked, finally looking up at the mirror to make eye contact with you. Adam noticed the nervous look that suddenly crossed your face, and he took a second to squeeze your shoulder to assure you that it was okay. Swallowing hard, you nodded.

“Um…are we just…friends? Or is there something else that you want to try?” He asked, his voice quiet and soft. You felt your throat run dry as the words settled in your brain. He decided to continue on with something that probably shouldn’t have shocked you all that much but it still did regardless.

“Because I don’t know about you but…I definitely have. Feelings. For you.”

You didn’t know what to say. Well, you did, but you were scared of saying it. Your silence scared Adam as he stood there still looking at you, waiting for you to just say something. Anything.

It felt like an eternity before you opened your mouth to speak to him.

“Adam…I’m not going to lie to you because I appreciate you and…what you do for me.” You started with a deep breath. It wasn’t fair to lie to him on how you felt nor was it fair to not tell him why you were afraid of it.

“I’m so scared…of you-“

“Of me? Why?” He interrupted, the shock breaking his heart in two.

“Let me finish, please.” You begged.

He became silent, placing both hands on your shoulders, letting he brush fall to the floor with a dull thud.

“It’s not…really you. It’s the idea of you, and liking you. I want to let you in but I’m scared of what will happen if I do. The last person I let into my heart treated me terribly. I know you’re not that guy but I don’t know if I can let myself trust someone again. I am so terrified that…it will happen again.”

You felt the tears well up in your eyes, sliding down your cheeks rapidly. Just admitting why you were afraid of love somehow felt worse than keeping it secret. It was the shame of talking about it out loud, and now crying about it. Let alone someone who had just admitted they had feelings for you!

You felt his arms wrap around your shoulders and his cheek rest on the crown of your head, Adam gently whispering ‘shhh’.

“I’m sorry,” you choked out, “I-I know I’m a mess right now and this isn’t what you want to see and I’m sorry I-“

“Shh it’s okay, I’m here now.” He muttered, rocking you side to side.

“I don’t know exactly what happened before in your last relationship,” he gently pulled on your arm to turn you around on the chair to face him, “but I am not him, okay? I need you to understand that. I can love you so much more. In the way you deserve. You just need to let me in to do that.”

He cupped your face, wiping tears away with his thumbs. You both stayed there, gazing into each other's eyes for god knows how long before you both leant towards each other to share a kiss. When your lips met in the middle, your body rushed with tingles as the familiar sensation came back. You hadn’t realised how much you missed kissing!

It wasn’t long before you were standing up in his arms as he led you to the bed, lips still interlocked as you both removed each other's clothes. You both mumbled sweet nothings into each other's soft lips as he pulled your legs apart, aligning himself with your wet and ready entrance.

“Are you ready, baby girl?” He asked, stopping to look at you. You nodded, throwing your arms around his neck as he slowly slid in, keeping his eyes on your face the entire time.

“Tell me if it hurts or if it’s too much. We can stop if you need it.” He reassured, kissing your cheek once he was all the way in. Adam stayed unmoving for a moment to allow you to get used to the feeling of him inside you, not wanting you to be in pain. After signalling to him that it was okay, he began to thrust, being slow and gentle. He buried his face in your neck as the pleasure and your warmth took over his body.

“Faster, please!” You called out to him, gripping his shoulders as the feeling of pleasure overtook your body. Adam picked up the pace while still not hitting too hard, groaning against your skin.

“You’re so gorgeous,” He muttered, littering your skin with small wet kisses as his hands caressed your soft body, “God, I’m so glad I told you…how I feel.”

Just hearing him speak those words sent your heart flying. You had completely forgotten what it felt like to be praised in this way. And to have it from Adam just made it that much sweeter. Already you felt yourself getting close to the finish line, him following behind closely. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you moaned out his name as you drew closer and closer.

“Let it out for me, baby.” He whispered, his lips just barely ghosting the skin of your ear. You gasped as your orgasm hit, Adam holding on to you tight as he continued on with whispering encouraging words of love to you while you rode it out. As you came down, he muttered a quick ‘oh fuck’ before pulling out, cumming on your stomach with a grunt. After finishing, he leant down to give you another kiss before getting up to grab tissues to clean you up.

“Sorry, I didn’t want to…you know…do it inside of you.” He smiled sheepishly, his body pink from the afterglow of sex. You smiled and told him that it was okay, you didn’t mind too much. Once he got you cleaned up, he crawled into the bed next to you and pulled you in for a cuddle.

“I meant what I said earlier, you know.” He said, turned your head to look at him. It had finally set in that Adam just wanted to love you in every way possible. It was still hard to believe that you could be loved that way after before, but you were willing to let him try. Smiling wider, you both shared another kiss, already becoming obsessed with the way you both tasted.

“Let’s give it a try. See where it goes. I…I think I’m ready for you to show me what it’s like to be appreciated again.”

[sulfurz]

*ೃ༄ DAY OFF (edge x fem!reader)

*ೃ༄ PAIRING: edge x fem!reader

*ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: @micheleamidalajedi

Can I have "Your eyes are beautiful" with Edge pretty plss 🥹

*ೃ༄ WARNINGS: pure fluff, some suggestiveness if you squint

*ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 688

*ೃ༄ NOTE: shorter than usual but possibly my fav bit i’ve wrote so far (that’s my baby(50 year old man))

you had gotten used to waking up alone these days. between training and everything that came inbetween, adam was rarely able to stay in bed past six in the morning.

personally, you enjoyed a lie in, your own job being able to be performed on your own time ever since you opened your own business. it made things pretty perfect, and in the rare times adam had more than 5 minutes, you’d often have him helping you out by modelling your designs or something along the sort. that was, on some days, the most you got to see of him.

usually, when you came to, with the soft light of the morning entering your apartment building, you’d roll over to find the other side of the bed already empty. you never minded too much, using the opportunity to starfish across the entire bed and most like go back to sleep. there was always a part of you that wished adam could be there to cuddle instead, but you never held his regime against him.

so, one random, seemingly mundane tuesday when you did your morning roll, the body you met under your arm was just an added bonus.

as you shifted and slung your arm across adam’s bare chest, you couldn’t help the smile that cling to your lips when you heard him hum in acknowledgment. it appeared neither of you were ready to open your eyes just yet, but the movement as he lifted his own arm to rest on top of yours was more than welcomed.

“good morning” he spoke gruffly, voice still laced with sleep. you were sure yours wouldn’t be much better, so you chose to bury your face into the crook of his neck to mumble your own morning wish.

he chuckled quietly, his other hand scratching at your head from where his arm was underneath you.

you allowed yourself a while to relax, revel in the silence and the warm body below you. the sun peeping through the crack in the curtains only got brighter as it rose in the sky, and you couldn’t help the groan of displeasure you let out as you pushed your head further into adam’s body to avoid the light.

“fight the sun for me.” you murmered, voice cracking from lack of use.

“of course, i’ll defend your honour.” adam played along, sounding a lot more awake now than you did.

“bring me back a cloud or something.”

adam pressed a soft kiss into your hair, the one thing that caused you to look up from your hiding spot. his eyes lit up when you finally caught his gaze, immediately closing the distance to peck your lips in a closed mouth kiss.

“i missed waking up to you.” you admitted immediately, loving the feeling of his warmth, coupled with the hand that gently graced patterns on your shoulder. it was always better waking up by his side.

the smile he gave you in response was almost blinding, your heart doing a weird flip of content. “let’s make the most of it?” he joked, wiggling his eyebrows under you slapped his shoulder lightly.

“you’re insatiable.”

adam laughed along with you, spare hand moving up to gently brush a piece of hair behind your ear. despite his less than pg joke before, the adoration exuding from his features was soft and warm, a clear sign he had missed it too.

he seemed to search your eyes for a moment, the corners of his lip dancing upwards in a grin. “your eyes are beautiful.”

you blinked quickly, taken aback by the sudden direct show of affection, but it was quickly brushed off by the want to get your hands on his face. and also maybe his cooking.

“come on,” you uttered, squeezing his cheeks quickly before jumping to your feet, nearly dragging a shocked adam who still had a hold of you along with you “i want breakfast.”

“i was enjoying myself actually.” he pouted, following you nonetheless.

“if you make me an omelette i’ll feed it to you.”

“if you sit on my lap it’s a deal—“

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Back 2 Back

A/N: As voted for, another Finn Balor one from the old blog which has been updated by actually featuring another wrestler I want to write for after uploading all the old ones. Won't have a poll for the next one as I need to work on my paper for uni so most likely will have one I only need to check rather than change next week :D

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Warning: Cheating.

"We have to stop, he'll find out about us soon enough and I can't keep living a double life.." I knew it was the right thing to do but I truly didn't mean what I said. Finn and I have been having an affair behind my boyfriend, Adam's, back for a while now. I have been so in love with Finn and fallen under his spell, however, I can never find the courage to walk away from Adam. The guilt has been consuming me which has led to this, me standing in Finn's hotel room, trying to convice myself to go back to my boyfriend and leave Finn.

"Come on sweetheart, you aren't happy with him, it's obvious. Leave him for me, pick the life with me. We both love each other and you know I am better, the evidence is right in front you, I took away the Judgement Day from him and that led to you knocking at my door." Finn spat out, he was getting fed up with the back and forth.

"That easier said than done Finn," Even though everything Finn was saying was true, some part of me can't let go of Adam and it was breaking my heart by the second.

"Sure it is, just be honest and tell him you don't love him anymore and you're with me now." He shrug his shoulders and genuinely believed it was easy as riding a bike.

"I'm sorry Finn, I am just tried of running around in circles and sneaking around. I really do love you but I can't do this anymore. Goodbye Finn." I felt the tears welling in my eyes as I left the room and as the door shut, I broke down. I never relised how much of my heart belonged to him. It's hard to walk away but I had too, but maybe I have walked away from the wrong person

I pondered over this as I gained my composure, slowly believing Finn's words more and more the closer I got to my room. I unlocked the door and was instantly greeted by Adam.

"Hey babe, where have you been?" He beamed as he came over to give me a hug then bend down to kiss me and to my horror, I felt nothing, an void, the tiny small something that was left, is now competely gone. That's when I knew I picked the wrong person. I pulled away and broke down again.

"Woah, what's wrong Y/N is everything okay?" I shook my head. "What is it? You can tell me."

"I'm sorry." I sobbed out.

"About what baby, what have you done?" He was concerned which made me feel guilty, he went to wrap his arms around me again and pull me into his chest but I pushed him away.

"I don't love you anymore, there's someone else." Time stood still as I waited for his reponse but I felt the relief wash over me as there was no more pretending. He was staring at me stunned, looking for the words to say until he whispered out,

"How long?" His voice cracking.

"About 4 months now." I noticed it coming out rather coldly despite the tears from my own eyes still falling.

"Another wrestler?" He asked and I noodded. With the room filling with slience once again I took that as my opptunitity to grab my bag and leave before I had to deal with the possible screaming match or witch hunt so figuring out who it was. As I was leaving all I could see was Adam with his head in his hands before I shut the door with a second wave of relief washing over me.

I ran fast as I could with my luggage back to Finn's room. I knocked on his door but I was nervous. After eariler what if he doesn't want me but I doubt that if his words about loving me were true.

When he answered he looked surprised. "Y/N, what are you doing here, shouldn't you be with him?" He looked suspisous and confused.

"No, I should be with you," I let myself into his room, dropped my bag then jumped on him, wrapping my legs around his waist, kissing him. It didn't take long for him to kiss me back. i could see the massive grin on his face as we pulled away for air. "I want to be with you Finn," I whispered, "Only you, no more hiding and no more lying. I love you Finn. I want to be your queen."

"I love you too Y/N, let me show you how my queen should be treated and what she deserves." He kissed me again and threw me onto his bed as we spent the night with endless plessure as I screamed from the top of my lungs, letting everyone know who I belong to. I didn't care anymore, I got what I wanted and I'm never letting it go again.

[madhatterbri]

Well damn man

CAN YOU MAKE A PT2 OF NAIVE AND TAG ME LIKE HOLY SHIT THAT WAS AMAZING

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AEW Masterlist

Part 1

Naive (pt 2) ~ (18+)

Edge x f/Reader x Rhea Ripley x Damian Priest

This has not been proofread. Please enjoy though.

Warnings: Smut under the cut. Unprotected sex. Use of the name little one. Anal sex. Oral (f receiving) fingering, fisting. Cum eating. Double Penetration.

Requested by @babybatlover . Hope you like it.

WC:881

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"Hmm, just one more test." Edge said as he spread her ass cheeks wide, his eyes on the only hole that has not be touched by them yet.

"Anything." She cried out, wanting to be a member so bad.

"Good, good." Edge muttered to himself as he looked at Rhea and Damian, who each gave him a smile.

"Get me some lube." Edge said, holding out his hand.

Rhea sniggered at she grabbed the lube from her bag, placing it in his hand.

"Now I need you to relax for us. I don't want this to hurt you little one." Edge said as he squirted lube into his hand, tossing the bottle to the side as he jerked his cock with his lubed up hand.

Rhea grabbed the lube and squirted some on her finger, and placed them at her clenching hole.

"Come on, open up for me." Rhea said.

Damian kissed the nervous woman, who instantly relaxed into the kiss.

She gasped into the kiss as Rhea pushed two lubed up fingers into her once, untouched hole.

She whimpered into the kiss with Damian as he rubbed her back.

Rhea was slowly stretching her out as she fingered her.

"That's enough Rhea." Edge grunted, needing to sink his cock back into her.

Rhea moved away, as did Damian.

They each stood at the end of the bed,

"I want to see her face." Edge said as he placed his cock at her opening.

Damian moved the mirror so it was infront of the bed.

"Perfect." Edge sneered as he slowly started to push in her once virgin ass.

He kept his eyes on the mirror to watch her face.

Rhea and Damian were focused on her face, and her mouth was slightly open as little pants fell from her lips.

"That's it." Edge grunted as his hips were flushed with her ass.

"How does she feel?" Damian asked, sounding a bit breathless himself.

"Like she was made for us." Edge said as he pulled back and gently thrust back in, making her gasp.

Edge went back and forth softly at first, until he felt she was good.

"Now little one, I want you to lean back into me." The other two watched as their naive friend did as she was told, watching as Edge sat back, pulling her to his chest, his cock nestled in her ass.

He spread her legs wide apart.

"Now come have a treat Rhea."

Rhea was already between her thighs, her mouth kissing her inner thighs, licking up the mess that was their from earlier.

Rhea pushed three fingers in pussy, making her clench around Rhea's hand and Edge cock.

"Motherfucker." Edge groaned through gritted teeth as he bucked up, forcing a whimper from her.

While that happened, Rhea added another finger, and started to kiss around the clit, making her whimper out at how full she was.

"You will be soon." Damian said as he fisted his cock, watching what was going on with such intensity.

Edge barely moved as Rhea at her out and fingered her until she was crying out Rhea's name as she came, her juices soaking Rhea's face.

Rhea's hand never stopped moving her hand, smiling into her pussy.

"Come on Rhea, let me have a go." Damian sounded desperate as he jerked his cock.

Rhea rolled her eyes but pulled back, but not before kissing her, the two of them moaning into the kiss.

Rhea was barely out of the way, and Damian was between her thighs, thrusting his cock in her oversensitive pussy.

Edge planted his feet on the bed, and the two men nodded their heads once, and the both pulled back, and slammed back into her holes.

Her mouth fell open in a scream.

Her head flung back against Edge's chest as the two of them fucked her.

Rhea laid next to them, her mouth finding her way to her chest, and taking a nipple into her mouth, and started to suck. Her hand playing with the other breast.

Damian and Edge were chasing their own highs, not even caring if their little one came.

Edge let out a loud groan before he stilled, his cum filling her ass.

Damian couldn't hold back, he fucked her through his own orgasm, until he stilled.

His face dropping to his chest as he tried to catch his breath.

Damian pulled out of her first, his eyes watching as his cum leaked out of her hole.

Rhea pushed him to the side, as she attached her lips to her pussy, eating out the combined juices that were leaking out.

Rhea stunned the three of them when she grabbed her head and opened her mouth, letting a glob of cum and spit drop into her mouth.

"Swallow it little one." Rhea said.

None of them were surprised when she did swallow.

"Does this mean I am now a member now?" She asked, tiredly.

"Yes, yes you are little one. You did so good for us." Edge said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"So good." Rhea and Damian said.

She snuggled into Edge's chest, as the three of them looked over her head.

Already trying to figure out how to continue using her, their sweet naive, little one.

Tag list: @lghockey @nicoleveno14 @madhatterbri @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla @crowleysqueenofhell

[kooldewd123]

holy shit thank you adam copeland. this might be the best casting in a show already full of fantastic casting. the looks, the demeanor, he nails all of it.

and then the writing? all the new material they gave him? i was already loving him from the moment he pulled over on the road, but it just kept getting better and better. the entire dialogue between him and grover is one of the best scenes in the entire show. ooooh gods i can't wait to see what they do with him later. you know what's coming up here.

[lunarwritesthings]

: ̗̀➛ The Unfortunate Move

➥ Paring: Edge x Gn!Reader

➥ Requested: No

➥ Summary: When a move in the match goes wrong, but no one realizes until you haven't moved since being pinned. What happens when your tag team partner and friend realizes and drops everything for you?

➥ A/N: This doesn't exactly take place in a certain year, besides being after Edge got his neck injury.....I also may have left the ending open incase people want a second part. 👀

Life can change all too quickly, one minute you can be in the match of your career the next minute you can be unmoving on the mat. The next thing you know you're waking up in the hospital with a broken neck. However, let's start from the beginning.

The title at stake, the crowd at their feet, and the moment to take home the crown. The sign you've made it to the top. It's one of the most important matches in a wrestler's career.

The match was going well, I had the upper hand and I was so close to winning. My tag team partner and good friend Edge was standing ringside, watching in a mix of awe and excitement. He had been helping keep control, by cheating a little...hey we're heels! Cheating is one of many ways we win.

Out of nowhere, it all went wrong and the match was falling apart. After a misstep by my unlucky opponent, I was thrown off balance and landed awkwardly on my neck. A collective gasp could be heard from the fans at the sight of my landing.

The world looked fuzzy to me, I was trying to process what happened. Once I started to piece together what happened, I started to freak out. I couldn't move, my body felt like it was made out of bricks.

It's hard to focus on the sounds around me, however i could faintly made out someone's theme music then Edge talking but I couldn't understand what he was saying.

The fans watched in horror as they realized something wasn't right. I failed to move from where I had been pinned. I was going in and out of consciousness. The silence from the fans finally got to Edge. He looked around until his eyes landed on me. The mic he was holding was thrown to the side.

After a few seconds, my vision cleared up a little bit. I could now make out the face of someone a few inches away from mine. At first, I thought it was just an illusion. But then I looked at Edge.

He had a confused and concerned look on his face. His eyes were wide open, and his eyebrows were raised slightly. “Are you alright?” His voice was gentle yet full of concern. As the adrenaline faded from my body, the real pain from my neck finally hit.

It was becoming more difficult to think straight, and my vision was becoming blurry. My breathing was becoming more shallow, and it felt like I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.

I could tell that Edge was looking at me with genuine concern, and my head started to feel like it was spinning. The pain from my injury was almost too much to handle. Before I knew it my vision had gone black.

As I slowly come to, realizing that I'm in a hospital bed. my vision is still blurry, but I can see Edge sitting beside me, a small smile on his face. He looks relieved to see that I've woken up.

"Thank god you're awake," Edge says softly. I tried to speak, but my throat is still extremely sore and dry from my injury, making it difficult to talk. Edge leans in closer, his voice full of concern, "How are you feeling?"

I try to sit up, but Edge gently pushes me back down. "Take it easy," he says. "You've been through a lot." I notice that he's still smiling, but I can tell there's more he wants to say.

"I need to explain what happened," Edge continues. He looks over at me, his eyes filled with concern once more. This couldn't be good. Edge takes a deep breath and looks back at you, his eyes still full of concern.

"Your injury is similar to the one I got." he says. I remember that incident and the matches that sent Edge into the hospital after suffering a broken neck.

"It's a serious injury, and it needs to be treated carefully," Edge continues. "I need to make sure you're ok. I'm not leaving your side until I absolutely have to." I was heartbroken. Just as I was about to reach the top, my career was over. My dream was shattered.

Edge stares at me, his eyes full of understanding and sympathy. "I know this is hard, but it's important that we take good care of this injury. We can't rush this process. There will be ups and downs, but we'll get through this together."

Edge offers a comforting smile, and I find myself smiling back. The atmosphere is becoming lighter and more optimistic.

Me and Edge continue to have a discussion about my injury and how to properly manage it. Edge encourages me to rest and take it easy, and I nod in agreement. As I'm talking, Edge's face softens and he smiles gently.

"We'll get through this," Edge reassures me. "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere." I smile back, feeling more and more reassured by Edge's presence.

Maybe my future holds a return to the ring, but for now, I'll focus on healing and having Edge by my side to help.

[moondust-imagines]

Pretty in Pink (Adam Copeland x Reader)

This is a spiritual successor to espresso :) nothing explicit in this one, just suggestive 😏

Is Adam back? idk I haven’t watched AEW in months 💀💀

To anyone else, your dressing room might have been overkill. The sequins on everything, the soft pink LED lights surrounding your vanity mirror and the smell of your rosy perfume overwhelmed all your senses the second you walked in the room. But Adam thought it was paradise.

He knocked gently on the door, entering after he heard your sweet voice inviting him in. You were sat at your vanity, brushing your hair and you smiled once you spotted him in the mirror.

“Hey sweet thing” He said with a soft smile. He held your shoulders gently and pressed his lips to the crown of your head.

“How’s your leg?” You asked, carefully examining your makeup in the mirror. Adam sat carefully on your plush couch, propping his injured leg up on the table.

“It’s getting better, will still be a few weeks before I’m able to train” He sighed.

You stood up, your short sparkly skirt riding up almost too high as you turned to him. A low groan rumbled from his throat as he reached for your thighs, pulling you towards him.

“Are you trying to kill me? Wearing things like this? I’m an old man sweetheart” He growled. A sweet smile graced your lips as you straddled his hips, careful to not rest too much weight on him.

“I’m sorry baby, can I make it up to you?” You purred. Adam grinned at you, his fingers fiddling with the top of your knee high boots.

“I think you can” He replied before you pressed your lips to his in a sweet peck. His eyes blinked back open slowly as you pulled away, before his fingers tangled into your hair pulling you into a deeper kiss. Your hips rolled against his gently as his tongue slipped into your mouth.

A sudden knock at the door halted your movements

“5 minutes until you’re on, Y/N” A voice shouted though the wood.

A grumble erupted from Adam beneath you as you lifted yourself off him. You giggled at his already disheveled appearance, a slight red hue on his cheeks and your lip stick smeared on his lips.

“Sorry honey, think you’ll survive until after my match?” You asked, cupping his face in your hand. You couldn’t help but scratch his stubble a little.

“Suppose, don’t take to long though” He huffed

“Deal” You smiled before pressing a kiss to his cheek, leaving a bright red imprint of your lips.

He grinned dopily as he watched you waltz out of the room, leaving him in your pink paradise.

[daddyhausen]

Could i request a hc with Adam Copelad using this prompt please? “[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 | 「 ADAM COPELAND MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — adam thought you perished in that car accident

「 WARNINGS 」 — friends to lovers, age gap relationship [ reader is in late 20s / early 30s ], mentions of injury, mentions of car accident

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 588

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x adam copeland

「 GENRE 」 — fluff / angst

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @bayleymania @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @legit9thlunaticwarrior @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @harmshake @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @alyyaanna @nightmare-viper

「 COMMENT IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO THE TAGLIST 」

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the ringing in your ears became more of an annoyance as time went on

the bleak, bleach stained ceiling of a hospital room felt colder than most

it felt empty despite the bodies of doctors and nurses as well as yourself inhabiting it

a nauseated feeling wased over you the moment you made an attempt to sit up

head spinning, still with visions of the accident,

the innitial hit where the drunk driver had clipped you, sent your car spinning off the highway

down into a ditch where you and adam laid motionless before coming to

your body felt stiff and ached, the creak of your bones accompanied by aching muscles

your leg in a cast, from foot to knee

ribs heavily bandaged, so tight that it caused your to wheeze and sputter with every breath

your eyes scanned around the room absentmindedly

meeting with the backs of sterile doctors who seemed insidtingiusable from the next

all dressed in white and the occasional hospital blue

the colour remeniscant of a mid-day sky but held none of the warmth and charm

amongst the bleakness, glancing down at your hand momontariily

a larger, more rugged one encapsulated yours

your hearing now coming to, adam’s voice calling out your name with soft yet, frantic whispers

you peer up to meet his voice, noticing his face crusted with dried blood, the blondish-grey whisps of his beard now stained pink

a small bandage obscuring five or so stitches above his left eyebrow caught your attention

“you’re hurt-” you whisper, attempting to sit up once more before he stopped you

“doll, i’m fine. you’re in worse shape right now”

his weathered eyes watered with tears

“fuck…” he muttered, smoothing down his bloodied beard, hot tears staining his cheeks

“i’m so glad you’re alright…i thought i lost you”

he got all choked up, trying to stifle his sobs from echoing around the hospital room

“you stopped breathing for a bit back there..i..fuck..” he paused for a second.

“i thought i’d never see you again”

his large, calloused palm smoothed down the stray hairs behind your head, his hands still bloodied, not having time to clean them off

his ramblings continued for a minute or so.

adam’s frantic hands found comfort in your stoic ones

“adam?” your croaky words caught him off guard.

the tremble in his hands calmed, smoothing down stray wisps of hair that clung to your sweat and blood tinted skin

tracing down the bruising that swelled around your left eye, the blotches of purple and blue so vibrant against your skin

he paused for a moment, taking in the sight of you, how your eyes welled with tears, not for your own circumstance per say, more so for his own injuries, despite how minuscule they were in comparison

“it’s not your fault, you know that…”

your voice still sounded hoarse and broken, weak with fatigue

“but i was the one driving, i should have seen that drunk driver…”

adam put his head in his hands, a heavy sigh parting his lips

“i care about you. hell, i fucking love you! and i hate that i’m the reason you’re here”

his hands froze for a moment, not embarrassed in the sort, just shocked sightly that those words fell from his lips

‘i always knew you did…” your voice barely spoke above a whisper, still loud enough for him to hear

“and i’ve always loved you, i just wish it didn’t take something like this for either of us to admit it”

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[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

Can I have early 2000's Edge x Fem reader with prompt 13 along with "I love you simply because you're you" + “I got you" with soft smut and fluff after he sees her scares from a tsunami?

13: “no, no I’m not ready for it to end yet. Not like this”

Word count: 1678

Warnings: panic attack, fingering

Fic type: fluff and smut

Link to masterlist

Tag: @judgementdaysunshine

Hope this is okay! Haven’t written anything in a while as I’ve had a deadline I desperately needed to focus on but that’s done, I’m finished with uni for a few months now, and I’m going to slowly ease myself back into writing! Sorry if this one is a bit shabby, my brain still needs to kick in first

Edit 29/05: so I’m starting the writing today but I’m gonna do something a little cheeky. I’m going to merge the three requests into one as I feel that’ll make my job easier! Hopefully this makes sense lmao. It’s not a full smut just foreplay btw!

Happy reading 🩷

Arriving home after a long stretch of weeks away was always appreciated. Sure, there were a million and one things to do but you both enjoyed the mundane life after the hectic travelling and living out of a suitcase life. Although you enjoyed being back in your shared space with Adam, you were still fixated on your most recent match with the Right To Censor. Unfortunately it ended with a loss on your end. A particularly rough one too. You were lucky not to walk away with any injuries, but let’s just say that Ivory had left you in a bit of a state. Sporting green and purple bruises, you also had red scratches all over your upper body and lower legs from where she had dug her claws in. The shame of both losing and wearing that loss had really brought your confidence down.

Adam had repeatedly tried to get you to tell him what was wrong so he could help but to no avail. Getting the words out of you was like pulling teeth. It wasn’t until you both got into the bathroom, intending to share a relaxing bath together that he was finally able to get through to you.

“Don’t look a second…” you said, waiting for him to turn around while you slowly began to lift your shirt. Adam raised his eyebrow and sighed, walking over to you instead.

“Baby, I’ve seen you naked so many times, you know I don’t care about bruising, stretch marks, or whatever. It’s natural!” He cooed, gently running his hand over your soft hair. Still, you recoiled your hands to cover your face.

“No, don't hide away from me. Let me see your face!" He chuckled, slipping fingers under your palms to pull them back down, “I love you simply because you're you. Here. Let me show you.”

He leant in to plant a soft kiss on your lips, his mouth warm and wet as it made contact. It wasn’t long before you melted fully into it. Slowly removing your clothes for you, he dropped them on the cool floor beside you as he worked on removing your bra. Once that was gone and flung out of the way, he moved his lips to your soft breasts allowing his tongue to circle over your perked up nipples. You gasped in pleasure feeling his hot breath tickle the skin. But before he could get even further with enjoying his time there, the phone in the bedroom rang. The shrill tone made you both jump out of your skin. Grumbling, he planted a quick kiss on the valley between your breasts before walking over to answer the phone. Although you couldn’t hear him, you quickly figured out it was his best friend, Jay. You gleaned this information by the smirk and rolling eyes as soon as he started speaking on the other end.

“What do you mean we have to leave, what are you talking about?”

That sentence piqued your interest. Jay was suggesting that they left? Why?

“Are you sure? But that doesn’t…really happen here man.” It seemed that Adam was, well, adamant that Jay was ribbing him about something. But his raised eyebrows and smirk disappeared when he got his response.

“Shit, okay. Okay. Thank you for letting me know, I really appreciate it…no we’ll be okay, thank you for the offer though. I think there’s a hotel that’s not too far away we can go to…thankfully my mom is looking after her so it’ll be okay. Even if she was here, they accept dogs.”

You wondered what on Earth they were talking about until they said their goodbyes and hung up the phone.

“Okay I know we just got back, but get dressed, pack the important stuff. We have to go now.”

“Why, what’s going on?”

“I’ll explain in the car, please just trust me.”

So you did as you were told, spending the next 15 minutes preparing for something unknown. When in the car, Adam explained that there were concerns of a possible tsunami in the area. It wasn’t easy to predict nor was it that frequent where you both lived but apparently there was a high probability of one occurring nearby. It wasn’t like you guys lived that close to the coastline, but you were close enough that you would be affected by it. You felt a shock of anxiety and panic overcome your body as Adam drove you both to a hotel further inland in hopes of getting a room until it was safe to return home. You were never that great with dealing with natural disasters like that. Being an over-thinker did have its quirks: you would typically be exceptionally prepared for any situation no matter how unlikely, but you also had to deal with the terrible voice in your head that told you all about the horrible things that could go wrong.

“No, no I’m not ready for it to end yet. Not like this.” You mumbled to yourself with eyes squeezed shut, gripping the soft fabric of your trousers. Even if it was to be a minor tsunami, it still rocked you the wrong way regardless. Trying his best to calm you, Adam reached over with his spare hand to gently squeeze your thigh. It was a small gesture but it still meant the world to you. Even if you couldn’t reciprocate or assure him you were fine.

Finally after an unusually long car ride, you reached the hotel and got yourselves a room for three nights. It seemed lots of other people who live in your area had the same idea as the line for booking a room almost led out the door.

“Thank god they had a room available!” Adam sighed, dropping the bags you both had packed on the carpeted floor and plopping himself down in the bed.

“Weren’t we going to share a bath?” You asked, voice higher than usual. The anxiety was still raging inside of your chest but you hoped that by keeping the topic away from current events it would help you return to your regular calm state. Adam simply smiled at you with a sympathetic gleam in his eye.

“Will it help you calm down?” He questioned, pushing himself back up to walk over to you. Nodding quickly you took his hand to pull him into the bathroom as he chuckled. Any and all distractions would be sufficient for you at this point.

For a hotel that didn’t cost an arm and a leg to book, the bathroom was surprisingly fancy! There was a deep bath tucked up against the wall along with a large standing shower next to it. You were used to being in cheaper hotels that either had a combination bath and shower, or just a shower. So this was a nice change! The rest of the room had lovely decorations that were in good taste too. Adam had begun to fill the bath with warm water, shedding his clothes to throw in a forgotten corner. Stepping behind you, he planted slow and gentle kisses to the back of your head, neck, and shoulders as he removed your hastily thrown-on attire. The moist softness of his pink lips sent shivers down your body as he kissed down the middle of your back.

“The bath’s taking a while to fill…” you remarked, “maybe we could…have some fun. While we wait?”

Shuffling around, he now stood in front of you with cheeks flushed red and a cheeky grin plastered on his face. He wasted no time in continuing his actions from earlier before a certain someone decided to interrupt the pair of you. Except this time he went straight for that area that you so desperately needed him. Feeling his open mouth hook onto your nipple almost sent you over the edge right there and then. His hands caressed your body, gripping your thighs and pulling one of your legs up to lean against his hip.

“Let me give you a little idea of what I’m going to do to you later.” He whispered, his lips just barely ghosting over your ear. You felt his hand slide between your legs, gasping as he began to rub small circles over your clit. He didn’t rub for too long as he was focused on giving you exactly what you needed. So it didn’t take long before his long, warm fingers slipped inside the wetness of your cunt. That simple feeling of being stretched caused you to moan loudly, gripping his arms tight as he moved his lips to your exposed neck, kissing and nibbling at the sensitive skin. The room began to warm up and not just because of the hot water. The excitement of getting the pleasure from your boyfriend made it difficult to focus on anything. Hell, you even forgot why you were in the hotel in the first place!

“I got you, baby.” He groaned, feeling you tighten around his pumping fingers. Whines fell from your mouth with the faster he fingered you. In all honesty, you wanted his cock more but with how long his fingers were, it calmed the desperation for him. At least for now. But just as you felt your stomach thing itself in knots over the pleasure, he pulled his fingers out.

“You’re such a dick…” you mumbled, annoyed and horny for him. He let out a soft giggle as he maintained eye contact, bringing his fingers to his mouth to lick off your desperation, taking his sweet time. He always knew how to tease you and keep you yearning for more. By now the bath was filled and at the right temperature so you both got yourselves ready to relax together. The heat of the water made your skin sting as it made contact but it was just perfect enough that you almost completely forgot about the anxiety you experienced that day. Sure, you knew it would come back afterwards but as long as you had Adam on your side, you knew you’d be okay.

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

How do you think Christian Cage would react to someone dissing his wife y/n in a promo?

Lover

What happens when the rivalry between Christian Cage and Adam Copeland goes too far and causes Adam to say some controversial unscripted things about Y/n and the Patriarchy

word count: 1K+

Main Masterlist Christian Cage Masterlist

I currently sat in my private locker room with Killswitch, Nick Wayne, my wife Y/n and our baby girl Madaline. The five of us sat in a comfortable silence as we watched Collison on the tv in the locker room. Looking around the room I felt a fuzzy feeling in my chest, I was surrounded by my beautiful dysfunctional family. The people I loved most. I was distracted from my thoughts when I heard Y/n and Nick start to boo at the screen. I looked to find my former best friend turned arch rival Adam Copeland on the screen. Copeland had been on my ass for months, ever since he arrived in AEW he wouldn't leave me or my family alone. I was on my last straw with him, what else could he want from me. I already beat him TWICE, for god sakes he put my son through a flaming table! He has no right to be demanding another title shot, he is undeserving. 

I watched as Adam walked to the ring microphone in hand, what the hell did he want now. 

“I am sick and tired of Christian Cage and the Patrarchy, all they do is cheat. If it wasn’t for Y/n and her tricks I would be standing here as your TNT Champion. Speaking of Y/n I don’t think you know this but in real life her and Christian Cage are married. Yeah, let that sink in for a moment. I guess Christian Cage really does have a thing for fatherless wrestlers, bonus points if they are way younger than he is.” 

I could feel my blood boiling as I heard the words fall from Adams mouth. I looked to Y/n and she was in shock like the rest of us. “I mean she is 20 years younger than him! But hey who am I to judge, if I was Christian Cage I would do the same thing. I mean have you seen her, damn. Christian you better watch out because once I take your title I’m going to take your controversally young wife. Which by the way you only married because you knocked her up, nice job having a newborn at 50” 

At this point I was livid, I wanted to kill Adam Copeland, how dare he talk about my family like that. For someone who gets so mad when someone brings up his family it’s ironic how he has no problem talking about other peoples relationships. 

“While I’m at it did you know the the age gap between Nick Wayne and Y/n is significantly lower than her’s with Christian, Gross. Y/n if a filty who-” Just then his mike was cut

That was the final straw, I stormed out of my private locker room and ran to the stage. I was going to make him pay. I knew this was probably a trap but I didn’t care, my adrenaline was pumping. I jumped on top of Adam and beat the bloody hell out of him for real. He tried to cover himself from my blows but they did nothing. I was able to get a good amount of shots in before security pulled me off of him. “I’m going to fucking kill you! What the fuck is your problem huh!” I yelled to Adam as security held us apart. The audience was shocked, they could tell that this wasn’t a work, for god sakes they cut off his mike before he did any more damage. My adrenaline was still pumping and I knew I coudn’t let Adam have the last word, especially after he disrespected my wife. I managed to steal a microphone that thankfully worked. 

“What the hell is your problem. You disgust me, how dare you speak of my wife and family like that. I think you are jealous of me. You have a boring marriage that has no love, you are married to an old hag who can’t even sleep in the same bed as you. Can’t you accept that I am just better than you, I have a better life, a better wife, I am the TNT champion god dammit. Just acceppt it and move on, and speaking of cheating just go home and beg your wife to forgive you for cheating on her AGAIN. Now I’ll admit that I am an asshole but I would never so something like that to the woman I love. Oh and I dare you to talk about Y/n again, next time I will make sure to kill you” 

With that I left, security escorted me backstage and out of the building. I didn’t even care of the consequences I could possibly face, I was proud of defending my family. On my way out I saw all the wrestlers backstage comforting Y/n who was understandably very upset. It warmed my heart to see.

***

A day has passed since the incident with Adam Copeland and myself on Collision. Like I assumed everyone was talking about it. Considering in this rivalry I am the bad guy Y/n and myself had received nothing but support during the whole situation. People were turning on Adam for his actions, being disgusted with what he said. AEW made the decision to give Copeland a four week suspension along with making him put out an public apology. The following is a total BS apology from Adam Copeland;  

*I would like to sincerely apologise to Y/n, Christian Cage, AEW and the fans for my actions on Saturday. What I said was truly uncalled for. I apologise to everyone who was offended with my words. I take full responsibility for my actions and will continue to work on being a better person. - Rater R Superstar Adam Copeland* 

What a total jerk. 

“I’m sorry you had to go through that” I told Y/n as the two of us lied in bed, mutaly deciding we would spend the day rotting in bed after what happened not even 24hrs ago. “It’s not your fault, you didn’t know he was going to say that” She told me reassuringly “I know but what he said was fucked up. I love you so much, like so so much. I would do anything for you Y/n” I told her as I began to place delicate kisses on her neck. “What are you doing?” Y/n said playfully 

“Showing you how much I love you” 

[cowboywritersworld]

The cold is not a problem

General Masterlist | AEW Masterlist | Adam Copeland Masterlist

Characters: Adam Copeland, Reader

Prompt: 02. Fireplace from Flufftober 2024 by @thepenultimateword

Prompt extra: I've got you from Flufftober by @flufftober.

Divider from @thecutestgrotto

Ever since Adam is injured, you are living with him in his Canadian house. Ever since he has come back from the hospital, you are there next to him, ready to help him in any way possible. That tibia fracture had been so bad, but he is recovering and that is important.

Adam and you are sitting in his living room, the temperature outside starting to drop as it evening and October. You help him sit down and just mess around to find what you need.

"Do you need anything else, sweetheart?" Oh, Adam hates to see you like that, but he appreciates that you help him.

"Nah, I've got you. I'll be damn if I don't pamper my man. You need to rest and move around without crutches as less as possible." You make a pirouette. "And here I am. I did it until now and will do it until you are fully recovered." You smooch him, smiling. "Make yourself comfortable, I'll start the fireplace and you can decide what we are gonna watch."

"But I can already..." He shuts up when you put your finger on his lips.

"We ain't gonna risk you another injury just for being reckless. I am here with you all the time." You smile at him. "Consider yourself lucky: you can watch me flex my muscles."

You chuckle and go take the wood to put into the fireplace. When that is done, you go in your bedroom, taking some warm blanket. Damn, Canada sure was cold.

"So what are we watching today?" You ask, sitting down next to him and use the blankets to get even more warmth.

"The Beauty and the Beast. Is that okay for you?" He slings an arm around your shoulders and you just scoop more next to him.

"That's a perfect idea. I love you." You tease him on the earlobe.

"I love you too."

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Guess we both got the ..... edge off.

AEW Masterlist

Adam Copeland x f/Reader (18+)

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Oral (m receiving) unprotected sex. Cockwarming. Creampie

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

From my previous account plentyoffandoms.

WC: 694

©️ magicalbuttertarts 2024: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

I was sitting in my office, looking over the script for the second season of Percy Jackson, and I was so wrapped up looking over it and trying to memorise my lines, that I didn't notice the time.

But I did hear the soft knock on the door. I told her to open it without looking up from the script.

I heard her soft footsteps, walking towards me on the carpet.

"Adam, you said you would be done by now."

"I know, baby, but just give me a few minutes."

"Fine." I could hear the pout in her voice as she sat across from me.

I could hear the tapping of her nails on her phone, and then the tapping stopped. The room was silent until I could hear her fidgeting.

I knew why she was like this. I promised her that we would spend all day in bed today, pleasuring each other.

I looked up, and she was bent over, her head in her arm, looking at the photos I have on my desk. I could see that she was wearing my Maple Leafs Jersey, and I felt a twitch in my pants.

I cleared my throat, and she looked up.

"Come here, baby." I patted my lap. She squealed and practically ran around the desk, ready to get sit in my lap.

I held up my finger to stop her, and she gave me a confused look.

"If you want to sit in my lap, you must sit here quietly until I say I am done, but with one stipulation."

"And that is?"

"Sit with my cock in your pussy. No moving. Just sit here , and behave yourself. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes." She bit her lip, and her lit up when she said that.

I reached down and pulled myself out of my sweat pants. I was happy I went commando today.

I jerked myself a few times, and I helped sit her in my lap. The both of us hissing as she sat down, taking me fully inside her pussy.

She started to move, ready to start bouncing, but I gripped her hip and stilled her. "I told you no moving." I growled out, making her pussy tighten around me. Oh fuck, this is going to be torture.

◆

She barely moved, but her pussy was squeezing my cock, like it was trying to cut off circulation down there.

"Squeeze my cock like that one more time, and I won't let you cum later."

"Adam, no." She whined.

"Behave, then."

I stood up, not being able to focus on any more words. I pushed her over my desk, her front against the top.

"Hang on." I gripped her hips, pulled back, and slammed into her, making the both of us groan. My pace was brutal, and I knew she would have bruises, but I didn't care. Not when I can finally get some relief.

"Should I let you cum all over my cock?"

"Please."

"Do you deserve to cum? I could feel you squeezing my cock."

"I deserve to cum. I do. Please let me cum, Adam." She cried out.

I had to see her face. I could tell by the sound of her voice that she had tears in her eyes. I pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back, and slammed back into her, continuing the brutal pace.

I pushed my jersey up to watch her tits bounce. I looked between her face and her tits.

Next thing I knew, she was crying out my name, and soaking my cock as she came.

I followed right behind her, my thrusts getting sloppy before I stilled, as I filled her.

I pulled out her pussy and watched as our combined juices spilled onto my desk.

"You have 2 minutes to get in our bed, naked, on your hands and knees." She scrambled off my desk, and ran out of office, with my cum dripping down her thighs.

I gave her a head start, and then I chased after her, undressing along the way. Smiling at the sound of her giggles as we ran to our room.

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ೃ༄ VERY CONVINCING (edge x fem!reader)

ೃ༄ PAIRING: edge x fem!reader

ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: @slutforoscarisaac

could you possibly write a one shot with heel!fem! reader and judgment day edge? edge wants reader to join judgement day but she refuses (cause she’s an independent badass) on live tv which pisses edge off. so after their segment edge follows reader to her locker room to convince her to join. if you could please add your little sprinkle of nsfw that would be amazing!

ೃ༄ WARNINGS: sprinkle of nsfw n slight aggression

ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 2.6k

ೃ༄ NOTE: i have not proofread this so excuse how messy it is. it’s messy in general tbh i’m sO SORRY but my god i am very attracted to this man (i’m actually gay and ace but that’s just his power)

standing in ring, mic in hand as you listened to the boos of the crowd shouldnt been have exhilarating as it was. but as you surveyed the arena, one hip jutted out to the side to see the majority of those around you jeering and giving you disapproving gestures, you couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your face. it probably seemed menacing to the crowd, a sadistic show that you felt no guilt for the betrayals you had done, but truthfully? you could get used to being so hated. most great wwe legends had this period in their career, and seeing your name up on this lists made it all worth it.

backstage, you had your friend and the crowds you stuck around. in the ring? the only allegiance you pledged was to yourself, and the audience were well aware by now that this loyalty to your own cause ran deep enough to turn on those who appeared to be your allies. you had a goal — the belt — and you didn’t care what you’d have to do to get to it.

“missed me?” you asked the wwe universe, satisfied with the heckles you received in response. your break had only been short, simply recovering from a surface wound doctors had advised needed time to heal over, but you had wasted no time in ambushing one of your fellow superstars backstage on your return, and the fans were shown once again you were back and undeterred from your backstabbing saga.

taking a few steps forward, your leant against the ropes that surveyed the right side of the arena.

“it seems in just a month you’ve all forgotten who runs this show huh? hope my little display reminded you all.” you growled out, voice as sultry as you could manage. you were a villain they loved to hate, after all. “i’m getting pretty fed up of you all doubting me. how many times do i have to prove i’m the best before you start to believe me?”

your taunts were welcomed with angry calls, coupled with the occasional fan who cheered as they stuck by your side. those that loved the underdog always made themselves known.

you were just about to launch into the purpose of your promo when the arena went dark again, and the first sign of trouble was when the animated wings spread ferociously across the screen at the back of the stage. really, with the track you were on, you should have expected this sooner.

still, nothing could have quite prepared you seeing the newly drafted judgement day appear at the opposite end of the arena to you, damian and rhea flanking their leaders side as edge honed his attention directly on you.

he looked so eerie in the dark, an unsettling feeling settling momentarily in your stomach as you dragged your eyes over the kingpin of the stable. he only smirked back menacingly as they made their way towards you.

as expected, playing their role as perfect lackeys, rhea and damian took their places either side of the ring, ready to jump incase you made a break for it — but not edge. oh no, he climbed into the ring gracefully, not stopping until he was a mere foot away from where you had returned to stand front and centre of the stage. from here, he towered over you, something you were sure on camera looked more intimidating than most things wwe had seen.

lifting a mic to his lips, judgement days leader began his proposition, not breaking eye contact once. “you’ve made your statement y/n. you’ve got what you wanted — an opportunity.”

after an intense stare down, edge stepped away from you, and suddenly you could breathe again as he paraded the ring in a circle around where you stood.

“you have a lot of things to offer: the heart, the mindset, the strength — but what you haven’t got? a lot of allies.” you daren’t turn your head fully to look at him, feeling how the intimidating (yet, gorgeous) man stopped behind you. all you were willing to give was a weak glance to your side to see rhea grinning in the darkness. “you could be so powerful if placed with the right people. you have everything it takes, but way too many enemies to take them all down at once.”

edge circled back around, acting like a vulture as it waited for its prey’s final breath. they were determined to wear you down, but you steeled yourself as you let the man continue.

“you have no aid, and when those you’ve betrayed turn on you — well.” edge chuckled to himself, sinister and gravelly in a way that went straight through you. “i’d hate to have a front row seat to your downfall when you could have had so much more.”

poking your tongue into the side of your cheek, you stretched out your neck as you inserted yourself back in the conversation. “your side getting cold, mister? need another body to warm your titleless stampede?” you sneered, finding satisfaction in the glare edge sent you in response. “if you think i’d join your faction just because i’m alone then you don’t know me at all.”

edge clenched his jaw, taking a step towards you as another chant was ignited amongst the crowd. “i know you’re a smart woman, y/n. i think you know we could be the leg up you need to finally take what’s yours. and i must say you’d be better to have us as allies than enemies.”

you pretended to mull it over, but your decision had already been made from the moment you saw them appear. you had gone it alone thus far, and if anything, it was now a matter of proving to yourself, and everyone who doubted you that you could do it.

“do you know what i think when i hear you talk, edge?” this time, it was you who took a step forward, crowding edge where he stood. you had to look up to speak directly to him, but your presence was large enough to veto the difference. “i hear a man who is scared. you all know perfectly well what i’m capable of. none of you could come out to face me one on one, so you just had to band together to prove a point.”

you clicked your tongue before continuing.

“that’s the difference between you and me. i’ve been doing this alone. my enemies don’t try to get to me because they know it’s a losing battle. and i’ll promise you something else,” you placed a hand against his chest for effect, sliding it steadily down until it rested on his sternum “when i win this, alone, without your pathetic help, you’ll be the first person i mention in my thank you speech.”

with that, you dropped your mic to the ground, giving an exaggerated curtsy that had long become your signature, before you clambered out of the ring and made your way down the catwalk to the familiar sound of your music. even those who hated you couldn’t help but cheer after the display, and you weren’t about to stick around to see how judgement day picked up the pieces of your rejection.

there was a certain level of pride in your actions, knowing you had stuck to your own guns. you had barely even faltered when cornered by the hall of famer, and you could use that as a testament to your determination. the congratulations you received from various superstars and company men as you headed backstage (even paul heyman stopped to praise you?!) certainly told the promo had been an overall success despite the interrupt.

there would be a lot to sort at a later date, surely some damage control that your manager would be responsible for, but for now you deserved a shower, and maybe some takeout.

the locker room welcomed you with a familiar squeak of the door, finding the room which you shared with just two others empty due to their lack of scheduling at the company tonight. these were you favourite shows, when you could stretch and take as much time as you needed, no fear of others bursting inside whilst you were kid costume change.

or at least, you thought.

it was just as you were brushing through your hair with your hands, a button down shirt hanging open on your frame over the underwear that the door opened with a clatter. you moved to cover yourself, and scream at whoever was entering unannounced, but then you turned to see the figure standing in the doorway.

edge stared you down, eyes only leaving yours when he took the opportunity to take in the sight of your half dressed body. you buttoned up the mid section of your shirt on instinct, stepping back to your back as the judgement days leader closed the door behind him.

“my answer is still no.” you muttered, trying your best to ignore how he locked the door behind him.

“i know.” he hummed, playing with the bottom of his suit jacket. you had to turn back to your things to avoid his cold gaze “you made that pretty clear with your attempt to embarrass me.”

“nothing personal, sweetheart.” you taunted, surely adding insult to injury.

edge gave a faint growl, suddenly crowding behind you a lot like how he had in the ring. you felt a tug to the hem of your shirt, slapping his hand away before you were even fully turned to face him. he was closer to you now, having chest nearly colliding with your own when you whipped around to shoot him a glare. but all your possible retorts died in your throat when you saw how he was staring at you.

like he wanted to eat you alive.

“oh trust me, sweetheart, i know. to turn down such an opportunity on a personal grudge? now you’d have to be more stupid than i first thought.” one of his hands reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, but it wasn’t sweet in the way most would take that action, it was a fight for ownership.

you stepped back in an attempt to put some space between you and the man, but were met by the bench against the back of your knees, almost causing you to tumble. just before you could slam down against the seat and the hard wood of the locker spaces, an arm was around your waist, steadying you but leaving very little room to breathe.

“get off me.” you whispered, no real heat to your own request.

he knew that too, lips curling in a smirk as he realised he had you right where he wanted you. “you don’t want that, do you, y/n?”

steeling yourself, you choked out an unconvincing “i do”, and just to prove a point, edge released his grip just enough to allow you to slip.

you weren’t proud of how quickly you reacted, grabbing at the collar of the black suit to keep yourself upright and igniting a low chuckle from the man in front of you.

once you had steadied yourself, he was the one to move to release your hands from his collar. you thought he might move back after having made his point, but he didn’t make any attempt to even release his hold on you, instead, taking a step forward until your back was curved as it pushed against the hard wooden beam behind you. the only things holding you up now were the angle and the way you levelled your legs against his.

he used the position to his advantage, sliding his knee in between your thighs, knowing you couldn’t push him away for fear of falling. one of his hands came around your body, not quite touching in a way that would provide pressure, but dancing along your bare thigh enough to pull goosebumps from your skin.

“your little stunt has caused quite the rift amongst us.” he growled, low and rough as his eyes raked your upper body. the top of your shirt had slipped open enough now that you were sure he had the perfect line of view of your chest. “i think you owe me an apology. what do you say?”

his free hand, the one that wasn’t teasing your thigh, journeyed back up your body, coming around rest on the back of your waist. you couldn’t help but arch on instinct, head lifted enough that the space between your faces was almost minimal. he leant forward, breath ghosting over your lips as you mustered as much power as possible to whisper a half hearted “fuck you.”

edge chuckled again in response, hand on your waist giving a firm squeeze before his lips were on your neck. your brain was screaming to move away, but the pleasant sensation that rushed through your body told you otherwise. “you’d like that wouldn’t you.” he mumbled against your skin, trailing a line of kisses down the side of your neck and across your clavicle. you couldn’t help the gasp that slipped out as he attached his lips to the bottom of your throat, nipping at the skin there “tell me to stop, babygirl, and i will.”

there was your out, all you needed was to say the word and, despite his harsh acting exterior, the gentleman inside would stop. but you both knew you couldn’t, not with how his hand massaged at your waist, and his lips sucked what would surely be a bruise come the morning into your sensitive neck.

“edge,” you whispered out, hands coming around his neck to tug him closer. he obliged, hand around your waist pulling you up and flush against his body. the movement caused just enough pressure of his knee against your crotch, and the involuntary groan that left your mouth was welcomed by him smashing his lips against yours.

he kissed you ferociously, not wasting any time before sliding his tongue into the mix. then, your feet were off the floor and legs wrapping tightly around his waist as he pushed your back against the locker spaces once more, his waist pressed firmly against yours so that you could feel just how affected he was. you were sure you weren’t much better, feeling the way your body reacted on instinct to the man’s touch.

he supported you enough with his thigh to release one hand from under you to practically undo the two buttons holding your shirt together with an expert flick. the air conditioning hit your body once more, and for someone who wrestled in underwear, you had never felt more exposed than now.

“still not joining.” you mustered up enough courage to whisper the rejection again, gasping loudly when edge used your distraction to cleverly unhook your bra. it didn’t slip off due to the issue of your shirt still being over your arms, but he seemed pleased with himself as he kissed down your chest.

the hand that had worked the magic on your top trailer down your centre, teasing finger pressing until he reached the hem of your underwear. he attached his lips momentarily to your left breast, before his hand found its goal and he cupped your heat through your underwear, a snarky “even now?” breathed into your skin.

you couldn’t help the moan that tore out of you once again as edge slipped your underwear to one side, but this time all that followed was a chuckle of your own as you used your hands to direct his head upwards. just before you collided your lips together once more, you punctuated your laugh with a sly “actually, you’re very convincing.”