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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Single Mother

Blackpool Combat Club X Fem Reader

The Blackpool combat club’s reaction to you becoming a single mom

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I woke up in the morning feeling like absolute garbage. This whole week I had just been feeling off. I thought it might be stress with everything going on lately but I knew what stress felt like. I was sick, not sick as in I have a cold, just sick. Tony hadn’t been booking me TV due to my sickness and I was grateful for that. However, being a part of the Blackpool Combat Club meant I would still have to be at every show and be ringside for the boy’s matches. Currently, I sat on the large couch in our private locker room eating crackers since it was the only thing I could hold down. I had never felt so sick in my entire life, this was unlike me. I never was sick, I was always ready for a fight. I needed to be. I know this frightened the BCC, they didn’t know what to do. Alone with my thoughts, Bryan entered the room with a concerned look in his eyes. 

“How are you feeling?” he asked nervously. “Like shit” I responded. I could see the gears turning in his head, I wondered what he was thinking. “What are your symptoms again?”  “Nausea, dizziness, some morning sickness. I just feel horrible. Why do you ask?” Bryan knew my symptoms, he and Mox were dealing with my sick ass all week. “I’m just thinking. Do you think that you could be pregnant?” Bryan oddly calm. “Why would you think I’m pregnant?” I asked him confused. “I’m just trying to think why you have been so sick recently. I also have two kids, ya know. I think I know pregnancy symptoms when I see them” This whole conversation between Bryan and I made me uncomfortable, yet he had a point. The more I thought about it, maybe I was pregnant. I didn’t even realize that I missed my period. 

It felt like the longest five minutes of my life as I awaited the results from the piece of plastic I held in my hand. This couldn't be happening right now, no way I could be pregnant. I paced around the small washroom as I awaited the results. The entire BCC stood on the other side of the door, guarding it like their lives depended on it. “What does it say?” yelled Mox through the door. “Nothing yet” I responded. After a few more moments of panicking the five minutes were up. I was too scared to look at the results. I wasn’t ready to be a mother, let alone a single mother! How would I explain this to everyone?

I looked at the test and felt my stomach drop. Two lines, I was pregnant. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know what to say. “Is everything okay in there?” Bryan asked carefully. I said nothing as I opened the door. They could tell by the tears that I was pregnant. I was greeted by a big group hug as I sobbed. We were the most badass faction in this company, what would people say about this? “It’s okay, It’s okay Y/n,” They told me as they ushered me back into our locker room. “No, it’s not okay. How the fuck am I supposed to raise a child!” I confessed 

“We will all help you” Bryan assured me “You don’t have to make a decision right now but whatever you do we will be there for every second” Claudio explained “We are family. You have nothing to worry about Y/n” I didn’t know what would happen, this was a lot to take in but I was grateful I had these guys who would be there for me for every second of it. 

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 (𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎?)

Summary: Bored me tries something different (because writer’s block is a bitch) during a bus ride.

Pairing: Blackpool Combat Club x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes.

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The youngest man was placed by the door as security, he couldn’t stop staring at her ever since the others bound her to the chair. His black hair and mischievous almond-shaped eyes gleamed underneath the blinding white lights.

She hadn’t slept in over 24 hours, adrenaline and the clarity in the room had successfully kicked sleep out of her system. She vaguely remembers the faces of two of the men, having bumped them a few times inside her father’s church, but the blonde one and the one by the door were still unfamiliar to her. She still didn’t know where she was, who these men were, and what they could possibly want with someone like her, but still, she found herself here. Somewhere at some place, with the four strangers, being held hostage for no apparent reason.

“I need to go to the bathroom”, she murmured. Red, tired eyes stared bluntly at the young man before her ears captured what sounded like a faint chuckle.

“Didn’t you just go like ten minutes ago?”

“Yes, but I need to go again”, she responded, shrinking herself in the chair when he took three steps forward.

He hovered over her, nose brushing against her perfumed hair, warm breath caressing the skin of her right temple. “What’s so interesting about that bathroom that you wanna go in there all the time, huh?” His hand pushed her hair behind her shoulder, rough fingertips brushing the skin of her neck and shoulder in the meantime. “Maybe I should go in with you to see what interesting things you’re up to”.

Her throat felt coarse and dry, and the many hours without water were beginning to affect her body. She subtly pulled herself away from the young man’s touch, the small action seemed to amuse him since his only response was to get closer to her again.

“Don’t tell me you’re one of the shy ones” He chuckled “You didn’t seem to have one single shy bone in your body when you snuck out of the church with Timmy boy”. The amused chuckle transformed into a full-out laugh as he spotted the disgusted look on her face.

“Tell me” He whispers in her ear “How far did you let Timmy boy go?” his hand grips her thigh, pushing it open until a voice echoes from behind them.

“Yuta! That’s enough” The blonde man stated, slowly walking into the room followed by the other two men. Yuta reluctantly stepped away from her and walked toward the blonde man who beckoned him closer. He whispered something in Yuta’s ear, and the young man just nodded and walked out of the room.

“I deeply apologize for this inconvenience” The blonde man pointed with his finger around the room “But dear old daddy didn’t leave us much of choice”. His eyes wrinkled as he smiled “I’m Bryan. And this is Mox and Claudio”, he pointed back and forth between the man beside him, “We promise you nothing bad will happen to you, as long as you behave and your father keeps his part of the deal, of course. But other than that, I promise you, we’re all gentlemen here”.

She tried to lick her lips in an attempt to moist the dry flesh as she spoke “Could I have some water, please?”

“Of course” The man who went by the name Claudio answered with a smirk. He grabbed a bottle of water from the mini-fridge by the door and opened it before placing it against her chapped lips.

They all stared at her with curiosity, like tourists on a safari. Both Mox and Claudio had a knowing smirk plastered on their lips as Bryan only stood there in silent mockery. Claudio squatted down beside her, pulling the water bottle away from her lips when she began to chug on it.

“Easy there” He whispered “We don’t want you to choke, at least not on water”

When she only answered a small, confused “What?”, Claudio laughed “You’re really cute, I wonder why it took us so long to do this”. He placed small pecks on her exposed shoulder, traveling up to her neck until he reached her cheek.

“Will you be our obedient little girl? Do everything we say with a pretty smile on your face” Claudio placed his chin on her shoulder, deep brown eyes staring directly at her soul “We know you want to” He grinned.

“We’re not like christian boy Timmy who doesn’t know what to do with his little dick” Mox tugged on her hair, pulling it down until she looked up at him. “We’re men, real men” His clear baby blue eyes roamed through her features “I know you’re supposed to keep that cherry intact for your honeymoon, but kitty cat, I’m not so sure that you’ll keep it though. You know why?”

She whined a “No” before she felt Claudio pressing his semi-hard bulge against her shoulder.

Mox took her hand in his as he began “Because unlike your dear old daddy, we love you”, he delicately placed her palm on top of his growing bulge, “See how much we love you?”

A boisterous laugh resonated from the wooden stairs, loud thumps made their way down to the small room until they stopped by the door. “Everything’s ready and the engine is running”. Yuta grinned like the Cheshire cat.

Bryan leaned over her and cut the ropes with a pocket knife. He caresses her hair, places a small peck on her lips, and whispers “Let’s get out of here, shall we?”

[heelwriting]

Hit the field

Day/Prompt: Day 1 - "I know it's winter, but you don't have to act so cold!"

Fandom/Character(s): AEW All Elite Wrestling / Bryan Danielson x F!Reader

Warnings: language

Wordcount: 831

Summary: Reader gets a last minute invite to a M&G/Basketball game, Bryan make her play and she is mad at him, all fluff and banter.

@debbiechanclub @12daysofchristmas sorry for the late hours its still 11pm where i live lol

Masterlist A/N: there's not much Bryan to read so i wanted to write about him, although this is short and sweet i hope you like it ❤ Happy reading!!

She was under the impression that AEW went on vacation the days around Christmas but to her surprise she received an email with an invitation to do a Meet and Greet/Basketball game, she only signed up on the M&G, she felt obligated to since she was a lower card talent compared to the other people who were attached to the email and as much as she hated working on holidays she saw it as an opportunity to connect with fans but also leave a good impression on the higher ups.

The day finally arrived, she had to take a flight from Vancouver to Chicago for the Meet & Greet, when she finally walked in that high school gym she greeted her coworkers and sat beside Hikaru and Kris since they were her closest friends, she had a lot of fun with them.

But then the second part of the event took place, two teams of 5, Bryan and Ricky were team captains, they were selecting their teams but she wasn’t on the court since she didn’t plan on playing, Ricky had asked her before but since she said no he let her be, but then since Bryan’s team needed another player he started calling her name, her mouth a gape she couldn’t believe he was calling her to play after she specifically said she didn’t want to play.

“You’re in my team, come on”

Bryan said while she furiously walked towards him.

“You can’t be serious, I didn’t sign up for this”

She complained to him.

“I don’t like playing basketball”

“I don’t do either but today is part of the job”

He said back, his hands on his waist like the annoyed father he is for the AEW roster.

She didn’t look at him like a father figure but that’s not the point.

“I didn’t bring running shoes"

She tried to come up with an excuse.

“They got shoes over there”

He signaled a table behind them, she didn’t except them to be prepared with backups, she cursed under her breath.

“But…”

“Go put on your shoes”

Bryan said with a smile but she wasn’t smiling, clearly he was enjoying making someone more miserable than he was over this dumb game and of course Bryan is known to push people’s buttons until they snap for better or for worse it was the day she would snap.

She came back with shoes a bit too big for her, the game began and she was mopping around while the rest of the people were running and taking the ball.

Rickys team had Big Bill maybe that’s why they were kicking ass so much, they were up for 20 points and no matter how much Bryan was cheering everyone up it didn’t matter, she was just running around not even trying to get the ball, after all she didn’t ask to be involved, the rest of the team didn’t seem to be in a good mood either but they still tried to keep up with the other team.

There was a 15 minute break between the second and third quarters.

Bryan took them to the locker-room, he was trying to bring the team together, but she was just by herself in the corner being disinterested in all and when Bryan tried to get her attention she interrupted him.

“We will lose anyways”

“Thanks for cheering up the team! Everyone hit the field”

It’s not a field”

Yuta protested.

“Whatever, just go”

Everyone else exits the room but then he puts his arm out so she doesn’t scape, she looked at him as if Bryan was crazy, he might be higher on the hierarchy  but he was getting on her nerves.

“Fuck off, Bryan”

He let out a hiss and then preceded to say.

“Hey, I know it's winter, but you don't have to act so cold!”

He knew she was about to snap at him so he just improvised in the heat of the moment.

She had her eyebrows frowned, mouth open about to talk but Bryan was faster, putting a hand over her cheek he closed the distance giving her a peck on the lips, when he pulled apart even he was surprised at what he had done.

“What?”

She asked while her brain short circuited.

“Element of surprise, now that you’re flustered you won’t be an asshole to everyone”

The ice had melted.

While the rest of the game played out she was replaying the kiss in her head, it didn’t matter if they lost 50 to 22 all she thought about was the way his lips felt on hers.

Bryan wasn’t even mad that they lost, when he passed near her after the event she felt uneasy, her palms getting sweaty her stomach doing flips, that was definitely not normal. He had half a smile, he definitely knew what he was doing, he had tamed the lion and now he was ready to secure his victory.

“See you on Wednesday”

[wheeleryutaa]

Go ahead and prove yourself a little more, Sunshine.

[madhatterbri]

Hanging or a Wedding? | Hangman A.P.

Summary: You agree to marry the Sheriff in order to save the Hangman.

Author's Note: Western AU. This is a stand alone from the others that can be found here. ❤️ Merry Christmas babes.

Please find my other Hangman fics here.

Starring: Bryan Danielson, Hangman Adam Page and Swerve Strickland.

"You are a traitor to the great state of Texas. It will be such a treat watching you hang," Sheriff Danielson sneered ensuring to draw a reaction from the crowd that formed around them. The Hangman was dragged towards the jail with a rope around his neck. His hands were tied around his back making him an easy prey.

Men watched as the famous Hangman Adam Page was led to jail. The rich were happy that a man that stole from them was finally being put away. The Hangman hung his head in shame hoping a certain woman wouldn't see him. His curly locks fell over his face. He silently prayed to himself that she wasn't around.

"What's going on?" You asked pushing past the crowd. Sheriff Danielson stopped. The guards pulled the rope around Hangman's neck to make him stop as if he was a leashed dog. Adam didn't dare look up at you. He didn't want to see the hurt in your eyes.

"Justice, my dear. Once and for all we will be witnessing this man hang for all his crimes against the great people of Texas," Danielson answered. He ushered for his guards to continue their task at hand.

"No, you can't," you begged. Your pleading fell on deaf ears. The Sheriff wanted this more than anything. A lingering question he asked you suddenly popped in your mind. Your freedom in exchange for the Hangman. It just had to work. "Wait!"

"Now what for?" Sheriff Danielson asked. He stepped up to you. His one eye bore into yours. The horrid smell of his cologne danced with your nose. You had to swallow the bile that shot up your throat.

"If you promise me that you won't hurt the Hangman, I will marry you," you bargained. The words felt heavier out loud than when you thought of them.

"No," Adam grunted. His head shot up to look at you. You gasped at the damage he took at the hands of the sheriff and guards. A mixture of green and purple bruises formed on his cheeks. A bright shiner covered his eye. His bottom lip busted open.

Sheriff Danielson smiled. He asked you several moons ago to marry him. It seemed like now he was finally getting his wish. A hanging and a wedding all in one day. The Governor will surely be pleased with his work.

"Of course, my dear, as you wish," he promised. The sinister look in his eye sparkled. He knew he had to sweeten the deal in front of Adam. Anything to make the Hangman suffer. "As long as you vow to give yourself to me every night,"

"I will," you replied quickly fearing the lawman would change his mind. Tears sprung to your eyes yet you blinked them back. You took a few steps back and started to walk away. A string of curses towards the sheriff flew from the tip of Adam's tongue. The sheriff punched the prisoner in the ribs. He doubled over in pain and stopped his antics.

"Let everyone know that before the day is out we will have a wedding or a hanging," Sheriff Danielson shouted. The crowd cheered as you pushed past them.

👢

Hours later Adam found himself on the gallows. A rope tightly fastened around his neck. The rope around his wrists burned him from constsntly trying to be free. The executioner did nothing but gloat about how he was honored to be the one to kill him. The prisoner was about to give him a piece of his mind until he saw you.

Your white wedding dress swayed in the wind as the sun started to set behind you. Streaks of orange, pink, and yellow colored the night sky. He always had this vision in his head. The two of you marrying when he was ready to finally settle down. Now he knew he would never get the chance to keep his promise to you.

You walked slowly to the sheriff as he waited at the podium. Flowers hung loosely in your arms. Your face said it all. You regretted ever agreeing to do this. The sheriff remarked on your beauty despite the fact that you were clearly not happy. He took your hand ready to start the ceremony.

A swinging noose swaying lazily in the wind made you look up. A person was standing on the gallows. You shrieked at the realization that it was the Hangman.

"I agreed to your terms. You said you wouldn't hurt him!" You pleaded frantically. "Release him this instant,"

"I will do no such thing. This is just in case you change your mind. Do not be the reason he dies,"

The sheriff ushered for the priest to start the ceremony. Your mind drifted off once he started talking. You watched the Hangman envisioning it was him you were marrying. Maybe in another life. Your future husband pinched your palm to get your attention.

"Do you, Sheriff Danielson, take Y/N to be your lawful wedded wife, to love and to hold in sickness and in health til death do you part?"

Sheriff Danielson turned to you. A wicked smile pressed on his face. He wanted to revel in this a little longer. His greatest adversary was glaring daggers at him from the gallows. He was marrying the girl that stole his heart at first glance. Life couldn't get sweeter. "I do,"

"And do you, Y/N, take the noble sheriff to be your lawful wedded husband to love and to hold in sickness and in health til death do you part?"

This was it for you. The moment of truth was here. Your life would surely be over if you gave yourself to him. You hesitated much to the sheriff's disdain. He let out an irritated sigh.

"Remember what happens if you don't say I do," he reminded. The executioner yanked down on the rope causing Adam to lifted up. He gagged and gasped for air. His toes struggled to touch the ground. Just as quickly, he let the rope go. Adam coughed and took deep breaths to get his bearing back.

A man suddenly stood behind Adam and the executioner. You recognized him immediately. He wore a long black tail coat jacket and black brim hat. His shirt and pants matched the color of his jacket. Strickland, the Hangman's greatest enemy, had a knife in his hands. You watched in horror thinking he would kill Hangman. To your delight, he cut the part of the rope above the Hangman's head allowing him to be free.

"Never," You spoke through gritted teeth and slid your hand away from the sheriff. The sheriff turned to see Swerve Strickland helping Hangman out of his binds. He appeared to be ready for a fight.

The crowd gasped seeing another lawbreaker in their town. Majority of the people attending the wedding were wealthy. They didn't need any trouble. Word would surely spread that Swerve and the Hangman were now working together. This would cause the poors to riot against the rich. The crowd dispersed back to their home.

Adam stared at the sheriff. Danielson put his arms up as if to surrender. The sheriff and his men backed away until they bumped into horses tied to a post. Without many options, they mounted the horses and ran before any blood could be spilled.

You ran up to the gallows and wrapped your arms around the Hangman's neck. He scolded you beggjng you to never do that again. His eyes stared intently at Swerve. Adam wasn't born yesterday. He knew this alliance would never last.

"Why? You could have finally got rid of me," Adam asked. Their rivalry having last since they were teenagers. "The whole state of Texas could have been yours,"

"I didn't do it to be your friend. I want to be the one that kills you, got it?" Swerve asked. The Hangman pursed his lips yet smirked and nodded. "Try not getting caught again. I don't know if I will save you in time,"

[aewceotonykhan]

The Blackpool Combat Club is All Elite. Jon Moxley, Bryan Danielson and Claudio Castagnoli are All Elite.

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May I request a Will Ospreay x Reader, where wrestler fem!reader is concerned and tries to calm down Will after the scare for Bryan Danielson due to the Tiger Driver 91? Fluff pretty please.

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Requests are: OPEN

Characters: Will Ospreay, Reader

Prompt: May I request a Will Ospreay x Reader, where wrestler fem!reader is concerned and tries to calm down Will after the scare for Bryan Danielson due to the Tiger Driver 91? Fluff pretty please.

AN: I know you didn't say anything about them having a kid, but I thought it would be appropriate.

You are sitting at the commentary table, while your husband - and father of your little bundle of joy - is having a match against Bryan Danielson. The more the match goes, the more you are in awe: they work so good together and they are both doing their best to pull off the match the fans want.

The end of the match draws near and Will set up for the Tiger Driver 91, but something is clearly off. From your position, you can clearly see Bryan Danielson falling completely on his head, in a strange way, immediately clutching his neck in pain. You gasp and stand up for a moment, a hand going to the headphone to take it off, but you wait as the match closes and the American Dragon gets help from medical team.

At that moment you finally take the headset off, getting into the ring with your husband, looking back at Bryan, worried.

"What happened???" Will asks you, once he finally realizes what is going into the ring.

"He hurt himself, his neck." You say, knowing that once he discovers what hurt him, it'll break his heart.

You all help him back and when Bryan is safely in the doctors' hands, you are quick to follow Will. You can clearly see his wide eyes, the frantic rasing of his chest and almost can barely keep up with him, as he runs towards the back exit of the Arena.

You kneel in front of him, slowly putting a hand on his knee, so that he can look at you at his own pace.

"Follow my breathing, babe." You breathe slowly and deep, which he does as well, until he is calm.

"I almost killed or paralyzed him." He starts saying, his body shaking. He raises and opens his arms, silently asking for a hug.

"You didn't, babe. It could have happened with anyone, it's not entirely your fault, just a bad landing." You embrace him and whisper those words, keeping him tight against you.

"Because of me he almost couldn't go back to his family and hold his kids in his arms. We have our little bundle of joy as well and it would kill me if I wasn't able to do that anymore." He sighed, holding onto your t-shirt like a lifeline. "Was it the Tiger Driver? Or the Hidden Blade? Damn, I haven't realised it! No matter which one it has been." He hides his face in his hair, some tears pricking at his eyes.

"..." You still wouldn't want to answer, but he'll eventually know it. "The Tiger Driver." You draw circles on his back, humming a song he loves.

"I'll retire it. I can't live with the thought of having risked him such a bad injury." He states, while standing up.

"Maybe at a later time you can find a way to protect your opponents. We can find a way together." You kiss him on the forehead and stand up as well. "Let's go back to our Isabelle, shall we? I'll treat both of you to your favorite restaurant, but first you need a shower, Mister."

You chuckle and follow Will inside, till you get to your locker room. Instead of getting inside, you watch Will and her hug and being sweet, letting them have some alone time, after the bad experience.

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

I would love a BCC smut headcannon fic! I’ll leave it up to you! Not many people write about all of them. Thank you! 😊

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An: This started out as some form of head cannons and turned out to whatever this is. I honestly don't know what this is.

Blackpool Combat club X Fem reader

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Word count: 835

Summary: When Regal betrayed the BCC they were in search of a new leader and somehow you fit the part. You should have read the fine print

When Regal turned on the BBC months ago I didn’t know what to expect. Sure we all knew it would happen at some point but did that point need to be right now? I had the pleasure of being ringside for the match against Mox and MJF, I saw firsthand the look of betrayal on Jon’s face once he realized what had happened. 

The next few weeks were a bit of a daze, originally I was just being used as a distraction, as bait for this feud with Max. I honestly didn’t mind it, I still hated him for what happened during our days in the pinnacle so when Regal came to me with the idea I had to accept. Now that he’s gone the BCC needed a leader. I would assume the torch would be passed to Mox or Danielson but me? What did they see in me? Why did they want me to take over their sacred club?

Those next weeks as the new leader of the BCC went well, almost too well. We would travel and room together since that’s what factions do but I always felt like there was something else. The way the boys would exchange looks between the other hoping I didn’t realize but I always did. The way they would get jealous when other male talent approached me backstage. I almost felt like I was pray and they were predators waiting to find the right moment to attack. 

Tonight I had a match on Dynamite against Hikaru Shida, of course the boys needed to be ringside for my match. When I arrived at the arena I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, almost like I did something wrong. Just then Shida came up to me. 

“Hey Y/n!” Shida said, approaching me with a big smile 

“Hi Shida, you ready for tonight?” I asked 

“I’m ready to kick your ass” She said laughing “But I came to give you a bit of a heads up” 

Heads up? Why would I need a heads up?

“I think your little club is mad at you?” Shida said to me before a “Good luck”, with that she left

I stood in the middle of the entrance frozen in fear. What did I do? Everyone knows not to piss off the blackpool combat club. Trying to prepare myself for the absolute worst I walked down a few halls until I made it to our private locker room. I knocked on the door, no response, so I knocked again, still nothing. I slowly opened the door and realized it was pitch black in the room, just then I felt someone grab my arm and pull me inside. 

I tried to move, make a sound, but I couldn't. Whoever grabbed me had a tight grab on my wrists from behind with one hand, the other covering my mouth. Still I tried to escape but then I felt it and I realized exactly what was going on. I could feel the hard erection pressed against my ass. My body now was able to relax, just for a moment. Then that’s when I realized that it was Mox who held me, at least I thought it was, I was still in the dark. 

Just then the mystery man let go of me and the bright lights turned on, revealing the entire blackpool combat club. 

“Where were you yesterday?” Mox asked as he slowly approached me, now face to face 

I didn’t know how to respond 

“I’m asking you a question: doll face, where were you?” Mox asked again, voice louder this time 

“Home?” was all I could manage to stay

“That’s just not good enough, you see we don’t appreciate you not joining us yesterday” Danielson said “The BCC we eat, we sleep, we train together. You know this. So why weren't you here yesterday?”

I didn’t know what to say, truthfully I wanted to travel to the show alone today. I was starting to grow a bit uncomfortable at times, I swear Yuta was watching me in the shower the other day. 

“What’s the matter? Cat got ya tongue?” Mox said as he grabbed me once again, pressing my ass against the bulge in his jeans. “You feel that Y/n? This is what you do to me, I’m pretty sure you do this to all of us. I’m going to say this once baby so you better listen. You may be the leader of this club but I will tell you what to do. Part of your job Y/n, will be to help me out with this little problem I have here alright?” 

Just then, Mox gave the others a nod to which Yuta, Claudio and Bryan left the room leaving me and Mox alone. 

What have I gotten myself into?

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚖 - 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷

Pairing: Blackpool Combat Club x Fem!Reader

Warnings: +18, adult content, semi-erotic content, harsh language, dub-con, mild psychological torture, yandere vibes.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @adamjf , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

She had been placed inside a bedroom now. The secluded cabin in the woods was rustic, built of wood and with the classic decor of animal fur, leather armchairs, and red plaid fabric. It was cozy, even under the circumstances she was currently in. “It could be worse”, she thought, “I could still be tied up to a chair inside that basement”.

She caught herself staring at the deer’s head on top of the bed. Its black eyes called for her, it whispered something, perhaps it was a warning? A message? She couldn’t quite understand what it was saying, what it was trying to tell her. Its words we’re getting unclearer the more she stared at it. She tried to piece the message together, but something wasn’t quite right…

“It’s fake” A deep voice stated from behind her, making her squeal and rapidly turning around to see the perpetrator of her almost heart attack.

Blue eyes gleamed with amusement at her, much like the playful smirk he had cemented to his thin lips. The lollipop stick danced around his mouth as he continued:

“Bryan is vegan, so he didn’t want any real dead animals inside the cabin. He likes the visuals of the decor aspect of it, but ‘no real corpses’!” Moxley mocked Bryan’s way of speaking and the small joke earned a faint giggle from her. He considered that a win, one step closer to make her fully trust him.

“You got the coolest room. I’m jealous” Mox teased, pointing with his chin towards the deer head on the wall.

“Oh! The youngest man just shoved in here. I didn’t have much of a choice” She shrugged

“Yuta?” He asked and she nodded in return. “Well, would you like to check out the other rooms? You can choose the one you like the most”

“N-no!” She was quick to answer, too quick for her own liking. She needed to be subtle, play possum for now until she could figure a way out of here. “Thank you. I don’t want to upset anyone”.

Moxley frowned at her statement. She seemed distressed, back into her shell, suspicious. “Fucking Yuta and his stupid teenage-like hormones! He’s fucking ruining everything!” Mox thought to himself before he focused his attention back on her. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, a little bit”

Upon her statement, Mox cupped her face in his hand and began to rub her cheek back and forth with his thumb, “I’ll have someone bring you a snack or something, so you won’t starve until dinner”.

She saw it in his eyes, there was something inside the blue orbs that demonstrated some level of vulnerability, and that she could use in her favor.

“Thank you” She whispered, casually leaning into his touch, testing the waters to see how far she could take in this first round. “Mox? Can I ask you a favor?”

“Of course, kitty cat” His thumb now moved to her lips, brushing the rough pad of his finger against her bottom lip.

“Could you please not send Yuta? I-” Her eyes darted down to her feet, a sign of uncertainty, fear. She needed to play the victim perfectly in order to have him buy it. “He scares me” Her eyes focused on the baby blue orbs again. “When I was in the basement, he kept doing and saying things that made me uncomfortable and I…I don’t want to be alone with him”.

Something shifted in Moxley’s eyes, a flash of rage sipped through before being replaced with calmness.

“I’ll send someone else, kitty cat. Don’t worry about him, ok?” Mox pulled her towards him, engulfing her in a tight hug. Her head was placed under his chin as he played with her hair, her eyes stopped at the deer on the wall and now she understood its message. If she wanted to get out of this place alive, she would have to turn the predators into the preys.

She had finished showering when she heard the bedroom door opening. Footsteps made their way toward the bed and then came to a halt, the old bed springs squeaked as the man’s weight settled on top of the mattress. Damn, she wished she would’ve brought her clothes inside the bathroom with her! Now she would have to step out of the en suite bathroom, and be eyed like a piece of meat by whoever was across the door.

She took a deep breath in, in order to control her gag reflex, and slightly opened the bathroom door, peeking her head out to see who was on the other side.

“I was wondering how much longer would you stay inside the bathroom after the shower went off” Claudio smirked, pointing over to the silver platter on top of the bed “I brought your snack, come eat before it gets cold”.

Every instinct she possessed screamed for her to stay inside that bathroom, but her rational side knew that would bring up suspicions. So swallowing her fear and uncertainty, she stepped out of the bathroom and made her path to the opposite side of the bed from where Claudio sat.

“Come here” He beckoned her closer with his finger

God, would she like to just tell him to fuck off! Licking her dried lips, she carefully approached him. Claudio’s hand caressed her exposed thigh, he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of her smooth skin against his calloused palm before he slid his hand up underneath the towel.

Her eyes slightly widened in shock upon feeling his hand traveling up her hip. Claudio continued to explore her body, rough fingertips now gently drew circles on her waist, only stopping underneath her breast.

“I think we need to have a little chat, don’t you?”

[missprincesse345]

His island queen 🌺🌺

Summary: what happens when the elite & rest of the Aew roster meet the only other important person in Chris Jerichos life in the most surprising way.

Pairing: Chris Jericho x younger wife reader ❤️

Warnings: mostly fluff

Y/n fatu ( face claim India Westbrook)

Her tattoos: left hand

Right hand:

Back piece:

Pov:

For the past couple weeks going into the new year Jericho & the elite have been dealing with the Bcc’s unruly actions against them since Chris beat yuta for the roh championship then the elite beating mox,Claudio and Bryan for the trio’s belts. The feud has been getting worse by the second from sneak attacks to down right intentionally causing physical harm not only to them but everyone else randomly for no reason it was getting ridiculous, which is why they challenged them to a street fight on rampage 2 weeks from now sick of their tactics.

“ This has to stop!!! Just because we beat them clean at the beginning of the new year those pricks wanna throw hissy fits and attack us left & right then going around randomly injuring others on the roster” Nick Jackson said snarling sitting down the boys and Chris just got back from their 5 man tag match against United empire ,kip sabian, and Ricky starks. Which of course ended in another attack by the bcc after the boys that got slightly bloody resulting in some of them getting stitches no thanks to that damn screwdriver they’ve been using.

Wincing putting the ice pack on his shoulder “ agreed this shit ends after new week can’t afford anyone else getting injured or attacked by them” kenny said closing his eyes all of them understand what it’s like to lose championships every now and then but what the bcc is doing isn’t it. “ especially coming from me being the first victim *points to eyepatch * try explaining to your 2yr old why daddy is wearing a eyepatch I’m not waiting when the day comes moment we walk out and hit the ring I’m attacking” hangman said joining kenny on the other couch holding his husband lovingly.

When feud first started hangman came out to save Kenny and the bucks from a beat down only for the bcc to hold him down and stab him in the eye while the rest were tied up let alone to beat up to help. “ can’t blame you besides they’ve had the belts for to long, Chris you good dude been quiet since we came back?” Matt said looking over at Jericho who was packing his bags silently fuming completely in his own world “ huh ? * looks over his shoulder * physically no mentally I’ll be fine *sighs * okay no I’m not okay!!!” He growled.

“ who the hell do they think they are just because regal trained them then of leaving them high dry all of them are above everybody else?! No just some wannabe house of black knockoffs” Chris said it was true though especially No thanks Bryan Danielson’s hypocrite delusional nonsense and fake propaganda crap. “ Acting like they’ve never lost before doing the most over the top bullshit I’ve seen come rampage all bets are off!!! The want batshit crazy that’s what we’re going to give them those stupid idiots are in for a rude awakening” he declared as the others agreed after this street Bryan & the Bcc’s actions are going to finally catch up to them.

- 2hrs later-

Chris and y/n’s house:

Waving goodbye thanking them for the ride Chris made it home god it feels good to say that during the whole feud he always looked forward to decompressing from all of it relaxing and being wrapped in the warmth nurturing love with the one person that always brings happiness and joy to his life just when he feels like he wouldn’t find it again.

Walking up the stairs then inside locking the door behind him Chris chuckled hearing Sade playing through the house on low then the smells of delicious food filling the room he was at peace, after playing with the dogs for a little bit he walked further into the house finding the source Chris smiled fondly leaning against the wall watching his flower moving their hips to the beat her siren honey vocals matching perfectly to the music how did he get so lucky.

Y/n’s outfit (all sets made by me) :

“ Now how did I miss this little performance? Let alone my own home?” He said teasingly startling the woman a little bit before chuckling as she smiled big walking over hugging him tightly greeting him with a loving kiss.

“ we’ll if you got back earlier than you’d have still been able to catch the whole performance” the mystery woman smiled rubbing his cheek before kissing him again “ how you feeling pain level 1 to 10?” She asked looking at the small stitches on his forehead. “ 5 so not too bad but right now I’m here so that’s all that matters, mm is that what I think it is?” He said looking at the meal she was preparing. “ yes now go get cleaned up it should be done when you come back downstairs” she giggled swatting his chest playfully.

Who was the mystery woman you ask?

Well she is not only Chris’s new wife but also well known in the wrestling world as Desiree parks but most people that know her personally especially her family she’s y/n fatu , yep that’s right she’s the usos baby sister and Roman Reigns baby cousin that wrestles under new Japan wrestling/stardom.

The two met mid 2022/23 at jeys birthday to which he was invited after word got out about his divorce from his ex wife who treated him badly and cheated on the twins wanted him there getting his mind off things. And have fun little did he know he’d find love again let alone true happiness in their baby sister as if it was a soulmate like force that brought them together.

*Flashback*

Even though he wasn’t really up for getting out of the house mingling with other people Chris was actually enjoying himself quite a bit maybe this what he needed “ hey man there’s someone we want you to meet if that’s okay?” Jimmy said joining him by the bar “ sure I don’t mind” Chris replied taking a swig from his beer.

“ cool uce , hey !!! Sis c’mere!!! * y/n turns around smiling softly hearing her brother * hey Chris this is our little sister y/n” jimmy said introducing her to Chris whom became hot and bothered instantly seeing the Carmel skinned goddess standing infront of him.

“ hi Chris nice to meet you nice to finally meet from all the stories and music the twins tell me about great to see the man himself” she said her voice like honey making him snap out of his haze. “ it’s nice to meet you I’ve seen some of your work too very amazing” he smiled shaking her hand watching her face blush a little everything was going to be okay he thought.

*Flashback over*

The two have been married for almost three years now having a private ceremony in early 2023.

Handing him his plate once he came back all washed up and clean they migrated to the living room and caught each other up on everything going on since sometimes she would be wrestling while he was touring. After dinner and dessert they relaxed on the couch watching a movie just wrapped in each others embrace towards the ending Chris looked down chuckling noticing she’d fallen asleep on his lap.

Smiling softly he just traced her cheek softly how did he end up finding himself a modern Wonder Woman a woman with a simple touch could calm him down or able to always look at situations from both perspectives fixing the problem easily without any hesitation. Beats him but one thing he does know is that no matter what he’ll always protect her.

He’s gonna win for her the nights of fear & worries will be over he hated seeing her terrified crying because of the painful physical state he come home to.

2 weeks later

It’s time the night everyone had been waiting for the Bcc we’re going face their actions but most importantly Chris was going to make them for bringing tears to his wife. He had her stay in the back with Brandi & Britt watching not wanting her to get hurt very little people know about y/n & his relationship it’s not that he was afraid of what people would think Jericho just wants that part of his life private.

Cause now or day’s people can get to you any form especially in their line of work.

The match was just getting brutal at this point both teams were pulling out all of the stops yet nobody could blame them Bcc’s actions had gone to far it was time they faced the music. Jumping slightly as Chris was slammed into the tacs Y/n silently prayed to herself watching her husband scream in pain “ his gonna be alright they all are” Brandi said rubbing her shoulders in comfort “ I know * sighs * just worried i mean get it but i still get scared when he gets hurt doing matches” y/n replied with a small smile she was no stranger to these kind of matches having done a few through out her career.

“ And you’re winners of this match the Elite & Chris Jericho!!!” They announced as the arena cheered loudly the whole building shaking with excitement and applause it was over the bcc’s reign of terror was over. Y/n let out breath of relief cheering watching Chris standing tall alongside the elite in victory both knew that the win was needed , as the boys close out the show with Britt & Brandi Chris was finally going to show the world his good luck charm to the world.

“ Now as you know that through out this whole feud we conquered and fought taking down the bcc tired of being attacked let alone disrespected right?” Chris chuckled as the crowd cheered. “ thank you cause you guys never once stopped giving us that energy to keep fighting through the terror , they caused but as you can see all of these amazing hard working people in this ring have their loved ones with them right now well I have a special person here tonight with me as well” he said smirking as the crowd got excited wondering who the mysterious person was.

“ she’s literally been my rock through this whole roller coaster of pain and craziness literally has been my light for a while now and till the day i die my heart,my bestfriend and god so much more probably going to kill for outing her * crowd laughs * so with out further ado let’s give her a warm welcome” he said pointing to the ramps.

The crowd goes crazy watching y/n walk out smiling big shaking her head walking down to the ring “ it’s Desiree parks !!! The immortal goddess!!!” Taz said in shock as Tony & Excalibur agreed in complete shock.

Getting in the ring with the help of the young bucks Chris pulled her into a tight hug rocking her softly before kissing her head holding her close “ yep this beautiful woman has been with me through it all especially during the lowest months in my life but there is one special title that not only she holds but a title very close to my heart ladies and gentlemen she’s my wife!!” he said watching her blush as the boys & crowd went crazy as she held her hand up showing off her wedding ring.

“ And with that being said Tonight will forever be the most important nights of my career!!” He said handing the mic over to the announcer pulling her into a deep loving kiss while everyone cheered & wolf whistles for the couple.

No matter what came his way long as he had his island queen by his side everything would be okay.

The end ( hope you guys enjoyed it

Her theme:

Y/n’s outfit:

[spinebuster]

in this theoretical dream world where u wrote readers wrassler I would send u a prompt for like. “reader x satyr!bryan danielson hurt/comfort after bryan kicks you off the bed with his powerful hooves while having goat dreams” and then then the associated fic pic would be bryan danielsons head photoshopped onto the pic of lil Wayne with his socks on in the jacuzzi

like....like this....

[madhatterbri]

The Hangman | Hangman A.P.

Summary: The Hangman is released from jail during the Wild West period.

Author's Note: Wild West Series maybe? Use of real names but this work is pure fiction!!

@theworldofotps your man has a happy ending for once.

@plentyoffandoms you started the Wild West thing. 😂😂

News of the Hangman's capture took the bustling western town by storm. Their great protector, their Robin Hood, was imprisoned. Men feared for the safety of their homes and families. Women openly wept wondering if their husbands and children would come home safe. The town needed its Hangman. They would do anything for his release.

To get him back, they would need a miracle. Hangman was targeted by one of the most powerful politicians in the West. Governor Khan was tired of the outlaws in Texas for financial reasons. People from the East were looking to move West for better opportunities. They were avoiding Texas because of the outlaw problem. For Texas to be all elite, the outlaws had to be gone. Khan searched all over until he found the perfect guy to eradicate Texas from all the outlaws.

Sheriff Danielson was known throughout Texas for being Governor Khan's viper. A man with humble beginnings he worked his way up to be the Governor's appointed sheriff. He went town by town sniffing out any man, woman, or child that went against Khan's vision. The unfortunate souls that crossed his path were given unfair trials and cruel punishments.

The Hangman knew of the Governor's plan and Sheriff Danielson's arrival. He was never one to show fear or back down. He continued actively helping his town until he was ambushed. Four men under the orders of their new sheriff jumped him one night when he left the saloon. Within minutes, the battered and bruised Hangman was behind bars.

The next morning, you went looking for the crooked sheriff. Not much was known about his appearance since he arrived the night before. The Hangman's friends, the Young Bucks, couldn't get a good look at him in the dark. They only remembered the man was of average height and build. The only distinct feature on him was that he wore an eye patch.

Guards blocked the entryway to the jail from any visitors for fear of someone assisting in the Hangman's escape. While passing through you heard them talking about Danielson's whereabouts. After all his travels, he decided to get new suits from the tailor shop. The Governor was planning on rewarding him heavily for capturing one of the deadliest outlaws in Texas.

The tailor shop was run by an old man who turned a blind eye to the unlawful activities that took place in town. He knew everyone yet stayed in his own business. With almost everyone fearing the new sheriff, it was no shock to find only the sheriff, two of his henchmen, and the tailor inside the shop. Now was the perfect time to demand the release of Adam Page.

"Miss L/N, a pleasure like always. Have you come for your father's suits?" the old tailor asked. The Sheriff turned his attention to you. His eyes looked you up and down. He hadn't seen a pretty little thing like you since he left Austin. The women in these towns looked rough yet you were the perfect little desert flower.

"I have come to ask Sheriff Danielson to release a nobleman. Release the Hangman Adam Page," you demanded. Sheriff Danielson looked at the two men beside him and laughed. A pity the woman in front of him fell for such a ruffian. No matter, he reasoned, every flower has its thorns. He would be sure to clip them.

"And on what grounds would I do that, miss L/N?" He asked while inspecting his reflection in the mirror. The tailor did a fine job given the circumstances of being away from civilization. Maybe he would take him back to Austin with him. Governor Khan did love a good tailor.

"He did nothing wrong. You jumped an innocent man outside in the dead of night," You accused. Your index finger pointed at him. He flinched as if you were pointing a gun at him. His henchmen moved as if ready to intervene. Danielson waved his hands at his men. No woman could bring him down.

"Innocent? I daresay attacking my men while they were doing their duties assigned by the great Governor of Texas was far from innocent," he spoke.

"We were warned about you from the other towns you have destroyed. We aren't like them. We will fight for the Hangman's release," you threatened. His face turned from joy to anger. The women in these towns needed to be taught a lesson. They were too free-spirited.

When Danielson didn't respond you took that as your sign to leave. You turned on your heel ready to leave the shop and find the Young Bucks. They had been watching the jail all day. Surely they must have a plan by now. Someone suddenly grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to face them. You yelped in shock. A rough hand grabbed your cheeks. Your eyes met the sheriff and he didn't look pleased.

"Consider this my first and final warning Miss L/N. The Hangman will be gone by tomorrow morning to Austin to pay the Governor a little visit if he even makes it that far. Should you or any of the other lowly fleas here feel the need to interrupt Governor's business you will have a date with the gallows,"

He noted the slight fear in your eyes as the color left your cheeks. His face lit up at your fear and worry. He released your cheeks with a quick shove and motioned for you to run along. You shot one last glare at him before leaving. Your stomach tied itself in knots at his threat.

Governor Khan was known to listen to Danielson over anyone else. He made rash decisions by allowing his confidant to get in his head. Many times on the way to Austin, Danielson's prisoners didn't make it. He insisted they were attacked but only the prisoners were missing and nothing else was harmed or stolen. You ran from the tailor to find the Bucks.

👢

Sheriff Danielson walked inside the jail in his new suit. He whistled a happy little tune as he made his way towards his desk. His hat was placed on a hook. The jovial man sat down in his chair and placed his feet on the desk. His light eyes looked at the man in the cell before him.

The Hangman sat on the bench looking like a miserable sight. Shackles clung to his wrists and ankles. His head lowered but a black eye and dried blood down his nose was a souvenir of the scuffle that took place last night. Based on his heavy breathing, the sheriff figured he also took some damage to the ribs.

"You know I was hoping you'd put up more of a fight. The infamous Hangman resigning to his fate is rather boring," Sheriff Danielson announced to the wounded Hangman. Adam didn't move. His mind running to figure out an escape plan to get back to her. The girl he had fallen in love with when they were kids. "We could have been friends, you know. We certainly have a similar taste for the ... finer things in life,"

"I got nothing in common with a rat," Hangman spoke yet still watched the ground.

"But that isn't the whole truth, is it? I met quite the lovely little lass today, Miss L/N. Poor little thing is so worried about you,"

The Hangman's head lifted immediately. Their eyes locked on each other. "Don't you dare do anything to her,"

"She came to me, Hangman, at the tailor shop," he informed him. He stood up from his chair and walked towards the cell bars. His arms rested comfortably between the gaps. "I think she liked what she saw. A knight in shining armor to free her from this horrid place. Maybe I will take her to Austin with me. She would make a fine wife. Your head on a silver platter would be the perfect wedding gift. Wouldn't you agree?"

The Hangman lurched forward but he was stopped by his bounds. "She would never marry a man like you,"

"She may not have a choice," he sneered. "I always get what I want,"

"I'll tell you one thing, sheriff. Before you leave this town you will learn why they call me the Hangman,"

"Gentlemen, I do believe that was a threat. Why don't we give the Hangman the Austin treatment?"

Adam tensed as the men entered his cell. He struggled against his restraints to try and fight them off. They easily overtook him once more.

👢

"Is that the only plan we got?" Nick asked looking between his older brother, Matt, and you. "Burn down a building and use the distraction to free Adam?"

The idea wasn't your favorite. After hours of thinking, this was the only plan that didn't involve running into the jail and being shot dead immediately.

"I don't have any other ideas. It is already nighttime. We only have a few more hours before they transport him to Austin. Use some wood, hay if you have to, anything to get the sheriff's men away from that jail. Matt and I will get in and free him. We will meet when we have Adam,"

Nick nodded in understanding and left. There was not much time to spare if their plan was going to work. Matt placed a hand on your shoulder.

"We'll get him out you know," he assured you. "You have my word I will die fighting,"

You pursed your lips and nodded. "I know,"

👢

The fire started by Nick lit the small town in an orange-and-yellow glow. The townspeople went to investigate the fire after seeing the colors and smelling the smoke. Rumors swirled on who could have possibly started the fire. The chaos allowed Nick to sneak away without any incident.

As expected, the sheriff's men left their post and ran to make any arrests necessary for the arson. The jail was now left for anyone to come in or out. Matt muttered how he was shocked the plan worked. He handed you a pistol. You hesitantly took the weapon in your hands.

"Be on the lookout. I will have to be quick. I don't know how much time we have," he whispered urgently eyeing the fire. The fire didn't light as much as the plan detailed. Matt started to calculate the time in his head. "Give a whistle if they come back. I don't expect Adam will be of much help in a fight right now,"

Matt left you outside the jail. You heard the door open and close from the alleyway next to the jail. Time ticked away slowly. Every second that passed felt like an eternity. Worry started to settle in. We were too late, you thought to yourself, the Hangman is gone.

"I thought I told you to stay away," the sheriff's voice called out behind you. You turned around to see him. The whites of his eyes stared into yours. A pistol pressed into your stomach. "Drop the weapon and place your hands behind your back,"

The pistol dropped to the floor with a loud thud. He kicked the weapon away from your reach. You placed your hands behind your back. He turned you around roughly and tied your wrists together.

"Looks like I found the little lady that caused the fire. A shame you won't be seeing the Hangman off. I will make sure he sees you one last time as you swing from the gallows,"

"You have no proof that I caused the fire. You will never get away with this," you threatened. He spun you around to face him. His pistol cocked and pressed against your jaw. He suddenly came to a realization and shoved you to the ground. "What was I thinking? I don't want to get blood on my new suit,"

The sheriff pointed the pistol towards you. You used your feet to dig into the sand to scoot away. It was no use. The sheriff had you right where he wanted you. You closed your eyes and tensed accepting your fate. A gagging sound caused you to open your eyes.

A rope suddenly wrapped around the sheriff's neck. The rope tightened around the sheriff's neck. A pull of the rope caused the man to fall backward. Adam pulled the rope closer to him. The sheriff looked up in fear at the Hangman.

"As promised, sir, you gonna learn why they call me the Hangman,"

[allelitedweaming]

Scheduling Conflicts

Blackpool Combat Club x Reader (and I do mean the entire Blackpool Combat Club)

Summary: Having an entire faction for a boyfriend could be great, but sometimes scheduling was an issue.

Content warnings: shameless smut, group sex, unprotected sex, double penetration, male receiving oral, terribly translated Italian, dirty talk / degredation, light ddlg and D/s

Word count: 4755

It was 8 AM but Jon couldn't keep his hands off of you. You were at the gym, the earliest birds who had gotten up while it was still dark had just left and the second round of morning trainers were yet to arrive. It was just the two of you and every time you got up to move to a different machine, Mox was there to grab your hips and crash your bodies together. The more he worked up a sweat lifting weights or jumping rope, the more intensity you could feel in the kisses he planted along the nape of your neck and the way he breathed you in.

"Jon, someone is going to come in here and see you," you whispered, putting your hands over his. But you didn't pull away.

"Alright I'll stop. But only if you promise I can have you tonight, sweet thing."

You nodded, and right before you could turn around to kiss him, Dustin Rhodes walked in and Jon let go of you to find his next machine.

---

At lunchtime, you left your hotel room to venture out into the world to find something to eat. Right as you opened the door to step out into the hall, you heard a door a few feet away open. When you turned, you saw Wheeler exiting his room. You made eye contact and he beamed at you, immediately letting his door fall shut and jogging towards you.

"Lunch?" You asked him with a smile.

"I was going to eat, yeah, but suddenly I have a much better idea." He started playing with your hair, looking you up and down with a different type of hunger in his eyes.

"Yoots, as nice as that sounds, I'm starving."

"Okay, pencil me in for later then."

You leaned forward and kissed him softly on his chin, then his lips. "Deal."

The two of you held hands and walked to the elevators together to go get lunch.

---

You, Bryan, and Claudio always liked to be early on nights there was a show. You would spend time in the locker room and backstage, socializing and planning. You liked to watch Dark matches together, always looking for ways towards self-improvement and generous with advice for those who wanted it after their matches. Claudio was always specific in his notes, and he could find something in every match that could be improved.

As you stood behind the curtain, watching the ring, he would stand behind you, leaning down periodically to whisper something in your ear, either asking if you noticed a detail about the match that he liked or suggesting you might try something similar to what the wrestlers were doing. Even when you had a totally clear head and were utterly focused on work, you couldn't help but get shivers up and down your spine each time his lips would brush against your ear.

Bryan was standing next to you tonight and he noticed out of the corner of his eye when you started to blush while Claudio was whispering to you.

The Bunny had been ringside for the last Dark match and as she came backstage, you told the boys you had something you wanted to talk to her about. You kissed them both on the cheek and jogged to catch up with Allie. Claudio and Bryan watched you walk away and as soon as you were out of earshot, they started scheming about that night.

---

Your match on Dynamite was fairly quick but you still came backstage full of adrenaline, breathing hard. There was no blood, but your eight minutes had been intensely physical. William Regal had sat on commentary and he followed you backstage through the heel tunnel when you exited.

Between the tunnel and gorilla, there was a little dark spot where no one could see you. William grabbed you by your wrist and held you there. You were still panting, and you couldn't see him in the shadow, but you felt the creamy soft fabric of his three-piece suit press against your bare stomach. He hooked a finger under your chin, pulling you up into a short but ferocious kiss. His other hand grabbed you by the ponytail and yanked lightly as the kiss ended.

"You were spectacular tonight," he whispered against your lips. You started to grin. "I want to give you a reward back at the hotel, okay sunshine?"

"Okay," you breathed, unable to think straight while he still had a fistful of your hair.

Regal released you. "Good," was all he said as he casually walked into the public of the backstage area with the rest of your coworkers.

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That night, you wondered who would come knocking first. You took a long hot shower as soon as you got back, and as you were standing in front of the mirror wearing just a towel, inspecting your bruises, a knock came at the door.

You answered to find Wheeler standing in the hall, holding two tallboys and smiling at you. You stepped out of the way without a word, granting him entrance to your little hotel room. He put the beers down on the first flat surface he could find and then turned to you. Before the door to your room had completely swung shut, he was pulling your towel off, wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

You moaned softly into his mouth. Yuta was an eager lover and a great kisser. His energy always made you feel wanted and loved. You knew how intense and violent he could be in the ring, but in bed he was attentive, curious, always looking for new ways to pleasure you. Nothing brought him more satisfaction than drawing new sounds out of you or making you cum.

As you were deepening the kiss, another knock came at the door. Yuta pulled away and frowned. You stroked his cheek to comfort him, picked up your towel, and grabbed the door.

It was William. He also came bearing gifts, though you could not see what was in the small black bag that he was carrying. He looked over your shoulder and saw Yuta standing in the entryway to the room. He smiled devilishly at you. "You already have your hands full, dear," he said with a chuckle. "Maybe I should come back another time."

You put your hand out over his to stop him from walking away. Whenever you touched his hands, you loved how big and rough they were. You wanted them on your body. He raised an eyebrow at you and without a word he let you guide him into the room.

The three of you all walked separately into the room proper and stood looking at the bed, the men both doing the mental math of changing their plans from a one-on-one session with you to a group game. It wouldn't be the first time that the boys had shared you, but it usually took some adjustment to figure out where everyone would be comfortable.

Just as you were opening your mouth to speak, you heard your hotel door open again. You furrowed your brow. Your room was a single, you weren't sharing with anyone. You leaned over to look around the corner back at the doorway and saw Bryan and Claudio stepping inside. Bryan was holding a key card and grinning at the sight of Wheeler and Regal.

"Well, well, well," Claudio started to laugh a huge belly laugh. "How does the saying go? Three is a crowd, four is a party?"

There was an armchair in the corner of the room, facing the bottom of the bed. Regal took his little black bag and put it on the floor next to the chair and sat down, legs spread. He patted a knee and you walked over to him, as if in a trance, and sat down in his lap. He put one of his large hands on the back of your head, pulling you into a deep kiss. You whimpered softly and you could hear a low growl come from Claudio at the sound.

The other three men all started to step out of their shoes and socks and get comfortable, readying themselves for whatever happened next. But Regal only pulled you in closer. Your towel was still wrapped around you, but it was getting loose. He kept one hand at the base of your skull so you couldn't pull away, not that you would have wanted to. As the kiss continued, your body naturally fell more into the line of his body. You turned your hips and opened your legs until you were straddling him. He let go of you for a second to reposition his hands, using one to open your towel the rest of the way and the other to steady your hips, which rolled against him happily.

"That's a good girl," he cooed. The hand that had opened your towel now pressed against your sternum. He could feel your heart pounding as you looked down at him from your perched position. "Now, what would you like to do first?"

You knew that the correct answer was always to take care of William first. In the Blackpool pecking order, he was a Lord in and out of the ring. "I want to taste you," you whispered. You could feel your cheeks flush scarlet as you said the words.

"What was that, petal?" Regal roughly held your face in one hand, forcing you to make eye contact with him.

"I want to taste you, sir."

Regal relaxed both of his arms, letting go of you and letting them rest on the armrests of the chair. He smiled at you, satisfied, and nodded. You slid down between his legs until your knees rested on the carpet. The towel fell to the floor behind you and you couldn't help but shiver. Your hair was still wet from the shower and the air conditioner was blasting. William let you undo his belt and open his gray pants. Feeling generous, he even lifted his hips slightly to aid you in pulling his pants down enough to grant you access to his cock.

He was wearing tight briefs, bright red with a white waistband. You ran a hand over him through the red fabric and let your mouth follow behind, exhaling to warm him with your breath. He watched you closely, his intensity enough to make you forget how crowded the room was. You pulled down his waistband and freed his erection, wrapping one hand around it firmly and placing your lips around his tip.

William let his head fall back and he moaned his approval as you went to work, moving your hand in time with your head bobbing up and down to take as much of him as you could in your mouth. As he grew at your touch, you started to gag but you didn't slow down. Not until another knock came at the door and you froze. Regal's head snapped up and he immediately put both hands on either side of your head and encouraged you to keep moving. "Don't stop now, sweetheart. Young Wheeler will answer the door."

You continued to suck off your head coach and you could hear Wheeler behind you, opening the door. You knew it would be Jon, but your suspicions were confirmed when you heard him laughing. "Great minds think alike," he said as he clapped a hand on Bryan's shoulder.

Regal could feel you getting distracted and he held your head down as he pushed himself into the back of your throat, holding you tight in place as you gagged around his girth. He leaned down so he was whispering against your head. "Are you ready to begin now, darling?" You moaned around him, spit building up around the base of his cock as you continued to choke on it. He let go of you and you came up for air, gasping as the spit fell down on your chin and dripped onto your chest.

You stayed on your knees and looked up at William. He was already using his own hand to jerk himself off with your spit as lube. "Give me my bag," he told you softly. You handed it to him and he patted you on the head. "Good girl." From within the bag he pulled some warming lube and a shiny silver butt plug. "This was the trophy I brought you. Do you like it?" You nodded eagerly, licking your lips. "Since you've been so good tonight, I will let you pick who gets to put it inside you."

He handed you the butt plug and the lube and you used his knees to steady you as you stood up and turned around. Wheeler was standing back by the door after letting Moxley in. Bryan was sitting up against the headboard, fully dressed and ankles crossed. Claudio was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing just his joggers, his shirt thrown on the floor with his shoes and socks. Mox was standing next to him.

You stood bedside and held out your offering to Bryan, who smirked as he took them from you. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood next to you. "Good choice," he complimented you. He was only an inch taller than you, and though he was sometimes loathe to admit it, he liked the way the rest of the group towered over you both, but he was grateful to still have some height on you.

He instructed you to get on the bed, and you crawled on on all fours, facing your ass out to him, sticking it up in the air as offering. He smiled and caressed you softly before spanking you. The sound was crisp and clear, it filled the whole room. So did the moan it elicited from you. You heard him open the tube of lube and put some on his hand. He was gentle with you at first, letting the substance warm up to your body temperature as he rubbed it on before he started to finger you in preparation for the toy.

Claudio leaned back on the bed and fell into your line of vision. He reached out and held your hand as he kissed you. "You look so beautiful like this, baby," he told you. You loved to hear him praise you in that gorgeous accent of his. He kissed you again and you continued to moan at Bryan's movements. Just as your eyes fluttered shut, you felt empty, then the pressure of the tip of the butt plug pressed against your entrance.

"Ready?" Bryan asked you as he rubbed his clean hand over the cheek he had spanked previously. Claudio stopped kissing you long enough to let you give your consent and then you squeezed your eyes shut again as you felt him push the plug inside you. You had taken bigger, but it still never ceased to surprise you how good it felt to let these men fill you up in any way they saw fit.

Mox walked around the bed to join Bryan behind you. You heard him unzip his jeans. He pulled you back by your hips and your feet fell to the floor so you were bent over onto the mattress. Jon ran his hard cock up along your slit and coated himself in your juices. "I think she likes it," he said smugly. "She's so wet."

Claudio was sat next to you now, rubbing your back as Jon continued to tease you. Bryan slipped off his shoes and stepped out of his sweatpants before he crawled onto the bed, sitting up against the headboard on the opposite side as before, positioning himself so that your head was in his lap. "Please," you whimpered.

"Who are you talking to, little girl?" Regal barked at you from across the room. "Use your words."

"I want Mox inside me," you said as Claudio pushed your hair back out of your face.

"Well don't tease the poor girl, Jonathan. Give her what she wants."

Without another moment of hesitation, Mox pushed inside of you. The combined sensation of being filled by the plug and letting his cock enter your pussy was enough to blind you for a moment. Claudio chuckled as he leaned down to kiss your shoulder. Mox was always fast and rough. He knew how much you liked to be used like you were his doll, and he got off on it and got off on getting you off. He continued to fuck you as Bryan pulled down his underwear and revealed his erection to you. Your face was so close to it he could feel your breath. You were still being rocked back and forth by Mox's thrusts, so Bryan helped guide your lips onto him and he held your head as he thrust up into your mouth.

You could feel Mox speeding up as he dug his nails into your hips and held you down into the mattress. "Fuck her throat, Bry, I want to hear her gag like a little whore," Mox growled. He was slamming into you even harder now and you clenched around him. He knew his words turned you on, and Bryan was happy to oblige. He fucked your mouth until you were both sloppy with your saliva.

Mox pushed down on the small of your back as he continued to pound into you. He was close, you could tell just by his movements. He came inside of you and collapsed onto your back, breathing hard. Claudio watched you as you continued to pleasure Bryan. "Such a good girl," he breathed, as if he was in awe of your talents.

Mox pulled out of you and started to walk away. You saw him walk to the bathroom out of the corner of your eye and you heard as he turned on the faucet. Bryan eased up his movements, sensing it was time to switch positions. Claudio stood behind you and slowly eased the butt plug out of your ass. You sighed at the sensation of it being pulled out of you, but before you could feel empty, Claudio was lifting you up off the bed. He flipped you over and laid you down with your head on the pillows. As he stood over you, he stroked your cheek with one large hand and smiled.

"I'd like nothing more than to fuck that pretty little ass of yours," he told you. "But I want you to tell me what you want next, princess."

"I want you both inside me," you said, grabbing Claudio and Bryan's hands at the same time. "I want you to use me. I want to be your fuck doll."

Claudio visibly shivered at your words. He stripped down to nothing and jumped over you to flop on the bed beside you. You started to move to get on top of him, but he turned to his side and grabbed you with both arms, pulling you effortlessly until you were sitting in his lap, your back pressed against his strong chest. Bryan positioned himself in front of you, between Claudio's legs. Claudio lifted you up and you got in cannonball position, hugging your legs up to your chest to give both men access to your holes. You leaned back, resting your head next to Claudio's. He held your weight up for you and lined himself up with your ass. The plug had prepared you so he slid easily inside. You could feel the vibration of his groan in his chest and hear it as he pressed his mouth against your ear. "Amore mio," he started to gush in Italian. "Sei molto bella, amore mio, sei andata molto bene."

You turned your head and caught his lips with yours. Though you hated to stop him from gushing, you needed to kiss him more. As you rested with Claudio inside you, you closed your eyes and continued to kiss him and you felt Bryan press himself against your pussy. You felt Claudio react as Bryan slid inside. Taking both cocks made everything simultaneously tighter and more slick.

Claudio held you by your hips and Bryan loosened your grip on your legs to let you drape them over his shoulders as he crouched in front of you. Supported by both men, they started to move you slowly, letting you get acclimated to the new position. You hissed slowly as you felt them move inside you and Bryan chuckled under his breath. "Such a good girl," he remarked, almost more to Claudio than to you.

They both started to move more deliberately, finding a shared rhythm as they used both of your holes and brought you closer and closer to your own climax. You could barely think straight, you were so overtaken by physical sensation. As your eyes started to flutter shut you felt Bryan's hand clasp lightly around your throat. He knew how good you felt. You forced your eyes open to look at him and he smiled at you. "Cum for us," he ordered you. You felt one of Claudio's hands slide forward to rub your clit and you gasped. Both men laughed as they continued to fuck you and you let your orgasm take over your whole body.

The feeling of your pussy tightening around him was too much for Bryan, who pulled out to cum on your stomach. Claudio thrust up into you a few more times before releasing his load inside your ass.

You collapsed next to Claudio, your entire body still shuddering and shaking from one of the most intense orgasms you have ever felt. Claudio wrapped his arms around you and spooned you tenderly as he kissed your shoulder. "Brava la donna," he whispered.

As you came back to reality, you looked around the room. Mox was fully dressed, boots still on, standing in the corner. Bryan was putting his clothes back on, watching as Claudio still laid naked with you in bed. Regal was smiling at you from his arm chair, still touching himself. Wheeler was standing to the side, behind Moxley. He still had his clothes on and his eyes were burning with such fire. Though he had been patient and let everyone take their turns with you, you knew he needed you as badly as you needed him.

"Are you ready for more, sunshine?" Regal asked you from his throne.

You bit your lip and nodded. Claudio slid out of the bed and you propped yourself up on your elbows, preparing for what was next. Your pussy was still throbbing with pleasure and you watched as the three men who had already finished made room for Wheeler to step forward. You smiled at him. The two of you were the closest in age of anyone in your group, so you had always felt a special bond with Wheeler. Even still covered in the cum of three other men, when he made his way towards you, you knew that you belonged to him. He could feel it too. He loved to watch you giving and getting so much pleasure from your teammates, but just as it was in wrestling, he watched so that he could learn and he was always excited to try new techniques.

"You look so goddamn beautiful," Wheeler told you, his voice raspy with desire. He said it as if you were the only two people in this room, in the entire hotel, or on the entire city block. Nothing else mattered to him but you.

"Come here, baby," you whispered to him. He took his clothes off and you could see he was fully erect. You patted the bed next to you, inviting him to lay down on his back. Once he was comfortable, you slunk over to lay between his legs and started to kiss the insides of his thighs. You saw the goosebumps raise on his skin and smiled at the effect you had on him. You wrapped one hand around his base, but instead of taking his length in your mouth, you started with his balls, sucking lightly and relishing all of the sounds that Yuta made. When you saw his back arc off the mattress, you moved your focus to his tip, swirling your tongue around him a few times before you wrapped your lips around it and started to suck.

"Fuck," Wheeler exclaimed involuntarily, his hands flying to tangle themselves in your hair. You smiled to yourself and took his whole length in your mouth, gagging slightly as he hit the back of your throat. Instead of pulling away though, you pushed harder, making yourself gag more as you held him there. You heard him start to breath harder and felt his fingers clench around his fistfuls of your hair and you knew you were doing your job well. When you continued your movements, you were surprised to feel Wheeler stopping you. "You're too good at that baby, but I don't want to cum in your mouth."

You understood immediately and you moved to straddle his hips. You didn't put him inside you immediately though. First, you let his cock slide along your slit, mingling your spit with your juices. You were still wet from cumming, but getting to taste Wheeler had gotten you all worked up and ready for round three. He held your hips and held you tighter as you rocked against him. You needed to put both hands on his chest to steady yourself because your legs didn't have enough strength yet to lift your weight enough to line Wheeler's cock up with your entrance. Yuta rubbed your thighs when he noticed they were shaking, then he reached his hand between you to help guide himself inside.

You relaxed down onto him, letting him fill you to the hilt. He didn't move right away. He wanted to live in this moment. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down so you were laying on him with your arms on either side of his head. He started to kiss your neck as he rocked his hips against yours, gently at first, but with a growing need and intensity. Your clit was pressed perfectly against the front of his pubic bone and you knew it wouldn't be long until your second orgasm overtook you. He sensed it too, he could always read you like a book, so he held your hips tighter against his and continued to rock your bodies together as he sucked harder on your neck, trying to leave his mark on you as a souvenir.

You tried to moan his name, but your voice failed you, the pleasure mounting inside of you was too much. All that came out was a whimper. When Wheeler felt you start to cum on his cock, he pushed back against you lightly, encouraging you to sit up just enough to give him room to start thrusting up into you. It didn't take long for him to finish. Between the physical pleasure of feeling himself inside you and the warmth of pride in his gut he always felt when he made you cum, it was all too much.

As your body started to melt into Yuta's you felt him stroking your back lovingly. But there was still one more thing left to do, and none of the men would let you forget it. Yuta hugged you tightly and flipped you both over and to the side, sliding you on the bed slightly until he had positioned you on your back with your head falling off the mattress. You took in your new perspective and saw Regal standing over you. Without hesitating, you opened your mouth wide and stared up at him. Even upside down, you could see he was beaming at you. Wheeler remained laying between your legs as Regal jerked himself off into your mouth.

You hummed in delight as he finished on your tongue and you swallowed his load.

As Regal pulled his suit pants back up and started to fasten his belt, the only other sound in the room was your labored breathing. You laughed as Wheeler helped you sit back up on the bed and get comfortable. Then you addressed the whole room. "Guys, that was great, but we really need to figure out some kind of shared calendar or something."

[ghostficwriter]

Headcanons: Bryan Danielson With a Clumsy S/O

Pairing: Bryan Danielson x Reader Genre: Fluff Warnings: N/A Tag List: @thebestintheworld​ @elitehoe​

Bryan is always scolding you for not watching where you’re going, but he does it while chuckling.

He laughs whenever you walk into stuff but also presses light kisses onto the collection of bruises you have from bumping into cabinets and doorways and tables.

When you’re out and about, Bryan always insists on walking on the side closer to the road.

Whenever you trip, Bryan rolls his eyes and takes your hand, but he loves having the excuse to touch you.

He teases you mercilessly if you still trip while holding his hand. “What, do I have to carry you?”

And sometimes you end up just getting a piggyback ride or being carried bridal style.

If you injure yourself beyond your usual bumps and bruises, he’s hovering and taking care of you - wrapping the injury, setting timers for heating and icing, keeping a log of when you take what meds, etc. He would be very strict about sticking to the recovery regiment you’ve been prescribed.

Lots of gentle, tender forehead kisses as you rest <3

Overall, Bryan would tease you for your clumsiness, but he finds it adorable <3

[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

Yandere BBC because I’m a simple woman… they’re all hot and I want them to love me

Yandere BBC

An: this was the second request for them, so I hope you all enjoy!

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @cuzimacomedian @planetpeacock

William runs a tight ship while at work, and it’s no different with you

Each of them brings such a different dynamic to the situation

Bryan and William are super strict, never letting anything slide

But only William punishes you

Sometimes the rest will help

Mox is so soft with you

He doesn’t want you to not love him, and is in a bit of denial about what’s happening

Meanwhile Bryan is very aware

He loves the idea of you being trapped, loves the game of cat and mouse

Plus it’s not like you’ll ever get away, you’ll love him eventually

William uses you to teach the guys

Maybe they fuck up and watch him fuck you

Or they win a big match and use you to calm down

Sometimes just showing them how to bring you pain and pleasure.

Yuta has the least to do with you

Not because he doesn’t like you, but the group is a bit like a wolf pack

And he knows where he ranks

Yes, they will kill for you

Zero hesitation

You also won’t ever get away. It’s four on one, and you’re not stupid enough to risk it