#cody martin x reader

[myyearofanxietyandexhaustion]

cody ko coming back on ytb without an apology, and everyone being happy he returned, especially women, is absolutely insane. did everyone just forget he's a rapist

[toriluvsnickwayne]

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[thesupreme316]

hi i never requested before but how would aew boys react to you being in wwe and winning money in the bank and cashing in if you can can you add Christian Cage and Kenny Omega💚

AEW Stars React to: You Winning Money In the Bank and Cashing It In

Pairings: Christian Cage x Reader, Kenny Omega x Reader, Hook x Reader, Daniel Garcia x Reader, Samoa Joe x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader

Word Count: 1.3K

Supreme Speaks: hi anon and thanks to requesting (welcome to the dark side). I hope everyone reading this enjoys it. Please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: not proofread, GIFS AINT MINE, mentions of reader are gender neutral until specified

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

Backstory:

You worked all year long and you proved yourself to be strong and powerful enough to compete in the Money In The Bank (men’s or women’s; whichever you prefer)

So this first 20-minutes of the match was spent with you bouncing off of ladders, using weapons to your advantage, diving off the top rope onto your opponents, and making memorable moments for the crowd

Finally, after damn near thirty minutes, you climbed the ladder for the final time and pulled down the briefcase to thunderous cheers. You smiled so hard that your mouth started to hurt as you went to the back to watch the rest of the PPV

BUT THEN

You noticed during a championship match (although it was already over), that the champion was injured. You grabbed your briefcase and a referee and ran to the ring as your theme song played (and the crowd gave the biggest pop in your career).

You cashed in the briefcase as the champion looked at you in disbelief and disgust. As soon as the bell rung, you performed your finishing move and got the victory (pinball or submission; I aint picky)

With tears of joy, you received your newly won championship. You celebrated with the crowd and your family/friends who were in attendance before going to the back where someone else made their happiness for you loud and clear…

Christian Cage

THIS MAN IS BEYOND HAPPY

What really popped him was the fact you used his chair move to your advantage

As someone who helped popularize the use of ladder matches, he was subconsciously dissecting your match

He did get scared a couple of times, but he still had faith in you

When you cashed it in, Christian damn near screamed his head off

Luchasuarus had to keep himself from laughing as Christian damn flew off the chair

Immediately called you and told you how proud he was; sent you flowers that arrived seconds after he said it

“How did-“

“I decided on a neutral message just in case of things…don’t read the other side”

I honestly think that he would reference you in promos to show how good his life is

Ricky Starks

THIS MAN CANNOT BE STOP PART 69 (wink wink)

He actually came with you backstage and sat with Cody and Brandi as he watched you own the night

He was the first person you hugged backstage, he made sure of it

Ricky was more concerned about your health than you winning the matches, so he’s just happy that you’re okay

Posts a pic dump of you getting ready, you winning, y’all hugging and shit

Can’t shut up about it while also taking credit for some moves

“That spear off the ladder was my idea…what do you mean Edge did it first?….I told you that yo-someone has an ego problemm”

After you have relaxed and rested for a couple of hours, it’s time that you guys actually celebrate

Or as Ricky likes to call it “Stroke Daddy Time”

Kenny Omega

This nice too bean will always be supportive of you

Posted not-so-subtle pictures of him in your merchandise

Was the first one to congratulate you publicly and privately

Kenny is the one to also dissect your match but just looking for inspiration for future matches

Although he couldn’t attend, he was on FaceTime as you received your title plates and photoshoot (hyping you up all the way)

“LOOK AT Y/N! YOU LOOK GREAT, YOUR TITLE LOOKS GREAT-Is that Austin Creed near you? Y/N run away”

I think after Kenny would have (unironically) the customizable pants with your face everywhere on it

I also think that Kenny would have ring gear that refers to your historical night

Calls you his lil bout machine (aww, aint y’all so cute…throws up)

Eddie Kingston

Okay listen man’s is so damn proud of you

Like Kenny, he couldn’t attend (also, despite your matches, he didn’t wanna be in attendance) but he made sure that you knew how happy he is for you

Posted a pic dump of your wins with a simple caption: “They did it mothafuckas”

Eddie will spam you with texts ranging from congratulations to lemme hold the title

I also think it would encourage Eddie to work harder in the ring so both of you can be on top of the world

If you’re a woman (or go by female pronouns), I guarantee you (motherfucking guarantee you) he will make a post or a shoot interview about how important women’s wrestling is

“Did you see what Y/N did? That was revolutionary! See what happens when you support women’s wrestling….douchebags”

He would proceed to tell everyone…including Claudio…how you’re now the only person he likes and tolerates

Hook

Baby boy is looking at you with stars and hearts in his eyes

He was just so astounded that you were able to achieve two things within one night

I have this idea that Hook sneaks backstage (aka no one really knows when or how he got backstage; or when he leaves/appears) basically he’s Batman

So like no one saw Hook come backstage but two and two together when they saw you hug

Whispers to you when you’re close enough how much he admires you

“To be honest, you’re the coolest person I’ve ever met. And tonight solidified it.”

Doesn’t post a dump but will instead post a simple behind-the-scenes pic on his story

Expect him to tell the Lads….and then prepare for the Lads to post about you

Samoa Joe

HEHEHE MY MAN

As a man who was in WWE, he understands how important this was to you and is happy that you survived

I bet he would get you a shirt that says “I survived my first money-in-the-bank match”

Joe def cackled when you did his whole “walk away” shtick when someone was trying to dive off the ladder

“I TAUGHT EM THAT! I DID THAT SHIT! It’s funnier when I do it tho.”

I think Joe would also give you a heart-to-heart about the business and how much this will impact your career

Is excited to see how your character will evolve from here

Def gives you ideas to turn heel and become a menace in the division

Daniel Garcia

SOMEONE WOULD NEED TO TASE THIS MAN-

He would not be able to shut up; you would need to duct tape his mouth shut and then take his voice box

Spam tweets and deletes the ones where people would raise eyebrows at him

Pretends to be a crazed fanboy like how he is for Blackpink (or Twice)

“OMG Y/N! KICK ME DOWN THE STAIRS! SPEAR ME-“

For your celebration, I can see Daniel taking you to a nightclub with Isiah (you will be appearing on the vlog, you have no choice)

And then another club….and then a bar…yeah bruh you getting blackout drunk (or at least hyped if you don’t drink)

Is genuinely happy for you (a lil jealous) and excited to see where you go from here

Also, he quietly asks for you to make an appearance in AEW

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

I Still Get Jealous

Pairing: Nick Jackson x wife!reader

Category: Fluff/Light Angst

Word count: 4,023

Summary: When a wrestler has a crush on you, your husband makes sure to show you extra affection when the other man is in the room.

Warnings: Swearing

Requested by: rihannaproctor14 on Wattpad

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Gif is not mine. Credit to owner.

This was, what felt like the tenth time today, that your husband gave you kisses all over your face. Normally, you didn't mind but this was getting a bit too much.

You had no idea what was making Nick spontaneously show you all this extra affection, you loved it but you also didn’t like the looks some people were giving you.

You worked in the wardrobe department and had a hand in the merch shirts that went up on the website.

Brandi was the one who found out about you several years back after seeing some of your work floating around Ring of Honor. She was impressed with your creativity and showed Cody, Kenny, Matt, and Nick how talented you were. The men agreed, knowing they would definitely need someone with your creativity and skill set when AEW got up and running so they had Brandi contact you with an offer — clearly you accepted and, as they say, the rest is history.

Over the years, you got to know the EVPs well — Nick in particular. The two of you hit it off immediately, like you had known each other your whole lives. About four months later, Nick asked you to be his girlfriend and two years later, you were Mrs. Nick Jackson.

You were currently working on a new shirt design for Top Flight. You had just finished it and wanted to get the Martin brother’s opinions.

You headed out of the wardrobe room and down the hall towards the locker rooms. You were too excited about this design to notice The Elite just up ahead and the boys were too caught up in their conversation about who knows what to see you coming. You collided with one of them and thankfully he kept you from falling. “Sorry! I just—” You started to apologize when you looked up seeing it was none other than your husband you ran into. You chuckled, shaking your head. “Thanks for catching me babe.” You stood on your tip toes and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Where are you in a hurry to?” Nick asked, until he noticed your iPad in your hands. “You got a new design for us?” He tried to sneak a peak at your iPad.

You shook your head, grinning. “Nope, not today. I have something I need Dante and Darius to look at. If they like it, it just might be their new shirt design.” You beamed, proud of your work. You flipped your iPad around and showed off the design to the guys. “What do you think?” You asked, genuinely wanting their opinions.

Nick tensed up at the mention of the older Martin brother’s name. He did his best to play it cool so no one would catch him and try to put the pieces together.

Matt, Kenny, and Brandon loved the design. They all told you how good you did and joked that you should make theirs look ten times better. The four of you laughed and that’s when you noticed Nick was being awfully quiet.

You looked over at him and noticed his jaw clenched and that he was off in his own world. You weren’t sure what caused this reaction but you were going to find out.

You subtly tugged on Nick’s arm in attempts to get his attention. After a particularly hard tug, he snapped out of his thoughts. “You okay Nick?” He knew were concerned when you called him Nick. You always called him some cute nickname, even when you called him Nicholas he knew you were teasing him unless you were upset with him.

“Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah. I’m okay sweetheart.” Nick placed a kiss to your temple. You weren’t fully convinced but let it be as you gave him a soft kiss to his lips, rubbing his cheek with your thumb.

You hated to leave Nick like this but you had to go find Top Flight before the show started. “I gotta get going guys. I’ll catch you later!” You exclaimed as you hurried off down the hall.

You finally made your way to the men’s locker room. Luckily, you caught Ricky about to enter the locker room. “Hey Ricky! Can you do me a favor and tell Dante and Darius I want to show them a design for their shirt?” You asked, the always well dressed man.

Ricky agreed and shortly after out came the Martin brothers. “Ricky said you wanted to see us about a shirt design.” Dante said, glancing at your iPad in your arms. “You have one done already? We weren’t expecting one until next week.” The younger of the two looks at you, impressed you were so quick.

“Yeah I know but I got this idea the other day and I just had to get drawn up. Nick wasn’t too thrilled because I didn’t get in the bed until one in the morning that night.” You shrugged. You couldn’t help but notice Darius was being quiet, much like how Nick was earlier. Thankfully, Darius didn’t look stone-faced like Nick had. “You wanna see it?” You eyed each brother and they both nodded, Dante more excited than Darius.

You flipped your iPad around and passed it over to Dante. You gave the two boys a chance to look it over. You saw how they lit up as they took in your art work. “This is so damn good! A lot better than what we had pictured, right Darius?” Dante nudged his brother and Darius subtly shook his head.

You observed Darius a few moments longer before he finally spoke. You couldn’t help but get the feeling something had him distracted — little did you know you were the distraction.

“What? Oh yeah, yeah. It’s a million times better than our shitty idea.” Darius finally answered. You raised an eyebrow at Darius’s behavior, but didn’t question him. You figured he was thinking about their tag match later on with The Elite.

You had a busy couple hours ahead of you so told the guys you would have a shirt ready for them to look at in the next few days and politely excused yourself.

Back at your station in the wardrobe room, you got to work putting together an outfit for Renee when you heard a light knock on the door. You turned around to find your husband standing there admiring you working away. “Hey handsome. Finally going to let me style you for once?” You teased, smiling and knowing he and Matt actually enjoyed dressing in those wild clothes. You slid your arms around his neck once he was in front you. “Gimme a kiss. I’ve been missing those lips.” You grinned. Nick didn’t have to be told twice as he leaned down and kissed you with intensity that you weren’t quite expecting given that you were at work, but you were not about to complain but rather return the intense kiss.

You the two of you were too caught up in your own little world to realize that Darius had stopped at the door to ask you a question about his outfit for a backstage segment next week.

Darius knew his crush on you wouldn’t and couldn’t go any further than a crush, you were a married woman for heaven sakes! He would never try to ruin anyone’s relationship or marriage just because of a crush. He still held out hope that his crush on you would fade and he would move on to someone else but this crush had been going strong for months now. He was thankful that only Dante knew about it. Little did Darius know, Nick had learned about the crush a couple days ago.

Nick had over heard the Martin brothers chatting quietly in catering as he passed by their table but froze when he heard your name leave the older Martin’s lips. He took a seat at the nearest table within earshot, eavesdropping on the conversation. His initial reason was to make sure that the young boys weren’t bad mouthing you because no one bad mouthed Nick Jackson’s wife without confrontation.

The more Nick listened the more he put the hushed whispers together — Darius Martin had a crush on you. Nick felt a few different emotions run through him — pride, anger, and jealousy.

Nick knew it was silly to let Darius’s little crush get him all worked up but he couldn’t help it. Nick was very protective of you and even though you married him and live the happiest life possible together, he still got jealous when guys would look at you a little too long or attempt to flirt with you despite you always telling the guy that you were happily married.

Darius decided against making his presence known to the pair of you and slinked away back to the locker room to prep for his match.

As the show started, you had people running in and out of your station for various reasons.

Currently you were making quick work of sowing up a rip on the bottom of Britt Baker’s pants. You listened as Britt, Rebel, and Jamie talked about their upcoming segment that would take place out in the ring.

Once the trio left, you were all alone so you decided to do some more work on some designs. You figured that since you had Top Flight’s design ready to go that you would work on something new for Hook.

As you got to work you soon realized some of the things you needed had gotten put on the top shelf next to the small table you were working at. You sighed and got up, taking the four steps to the shelves on the wall. You looked up and sure enough, there it was — the box you needed containing an assortment of materials necessary for your project.

You stood on your tip toes, stretching to reach the box on the top shelf in the room that the wardrobe department was set up in. You didn’t know who put that box up there but you were internally cursing them. You could just barely get your fingertips on it. Looking around you spotted a chair, one without wheels on the bottom. You crossed the short distance of the room to grab the chair, once you had it where you needed you climbed up and started to grab the box when the door opened. “Hey wait! Let me get it for you.” You heard the familiar voice of Darius Martin, his footsteps grew louder as he got closer to you. He offered you his hand and helped you down off the chair.

“Thanks Darius.” You were grateful he showed up when he did, turns out that box was heavier than you had thought by the sound the box made when Darius sat it down on the nearby table. “Thanks again. I’m not sure what I would have done when I found out the box was that heavy.” You state.

“It’s no problem. I’m always happy to help you.” Darius spoke, looking everywhere but at you in a desperate attempt to hide the fact that you made him feel nervous, plus he could feel the heat rush upon his cheeks.

You noticed how Darius didn't look you in the eye and you remembered how earlier he seemed off in his own little world. You’ve never really worked with him too much before the last four months, so you weren’t sure if this was just how he was or if something was going on. It couldn’t hurt to ask.

You opened your mouth to speak but before you could, Nick swiftly entered the room. Nick kept a watchful eye on Darius as he made his way to you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead. When Nick moved back just a little you saw Darius’s expression, a crestfallen look on his face. You were trying to put the pieces together about Darius’s behavior but at the moment you were confused.

“You’ll come watch me tonight right? I can’t win without my lucky charm.” Nick grinned at you accompanied by a wink. You couldn’t help but smile at his little flirty ways.

“Of course I’ll be there, but first I have some work I need to get done.” You informed him, gesturing to the table of your scattered papers and the box Darius helped retrieve for you moments ago.

“Can’t you do that later baby? I miss you.” Nick pouts in attempts to guilt trip you.

You shake your head and usher him out of the room. As you do so, Nick grabbed Darius’s arm and pulled him out the door with him. You noticed what Nick had done but didn’t think too much of it.

Once outside in the hallway, Nick kept his hand on Darius’s arm as he spoke to the young man. “I know about your little crush on my wife.” Nick watched as the color drained from Darius’s face.

The oldest Martin was in shock. How did he know? He was sure he never said anything about it when others were around. He could have sworn Dante was the only one that knew. He tried thinking back to all times recently talked about you to his brother and that’s when it hit him — that day in catering a couple days ago. Darius realized he and his brother must not have seen Nick walking past them and overhearing the conversation. “Oh, shit.”

“Oh, shit is right. Look, you’re a good kid and what I heard you say about her wasn’t disrespectful so I’ll go easy on you tonight.” Nick spoke in low, serious tone.

Darius gulped and nodded, he hadn’t seen Nick this serious before and he didn’t want to see it again. “I- I just-” Darius paused, collecting his thoughts before speaking again. “I feel terrible about having a crush on a married woman. I swear I would never do anything to ruin anyone’s marriage.” Darius looked Nick in the eyes, sincerity written on the young man’s face.

Nick looked the older Martin’s face over, no trace of deceit was found. Nick nodded, satisfied with the answer. “Just know if I catch you thinking anything bad or inappropriate about my wife, I’ll do more than confront you.” Darius knew what Nick was implying and nodded, quickly turning and heading towards catering.

You had spent majority of the show in wardrobe working on your designs for new merch shirts as well as piecing together outfits for upcoming interviews and segments up until you heard a soft knock on the door. “It’s almost time for my match sweetheart. You said you’d be there to watch.” Your husband reminds you as he makes his way across the room and over to you.

He knows how you can get caught up on creating different things and forget what you had to do later or forget to eat or drink until he comes along to remind you, bringing you some water and a snack. You were always appreciative and grateful to have Nick looking out for you, especially when you got zoned in to your work.

“Oh, shit. You’re right. Just let me finish this—” You felt your husbands strong yet gentle hands wrap around your wrists to stop you. You obeyed his silent command and dropped your pen and materials on the table, letting Nick gently pull you up and away from the table.

You noticed he was dressed in his gear, no doubt about to head to the stage entrance with Matt, Kenny, and Brandon. Speaking of, you didn’t see or hear them. “Come on. Let’s get you to the best seat in the house.”

You gave Nick a questioning look, eyebrow raised in confusion. “I thought I was going to watch on the monitor like usual?”

“Yeah, but I had a better idea — you get a front row seat. Security will escort you out there.” Nick pressed his lips to your temple and slipped his hand in yours. “We better get going.”

Like Nick said, security escorted you to your front row seat. From there, you watched the current match come to a close and soon after Top Flight and AR Fox made their entrance. You cheered for the trio, they were your friends after all. You saw the look of shock mixed with confusion on Darius’s face as he spotted you amongst the front row crowd. You gave him a friendly wave as passed by to slip into the ring. So many questions ran through the young man’s head. What’s going on? Was Nick planning something by having you out here? Is this some kind of mind game?

As soon as the lights went down and Carry On, Wayward Son blared through the speakers around the arena, you jumped up out of your chair, cheering loudly for not just your husband but your brother-in-law and best friends. The Elite did their pose at the top of the stage as Brandon hyped them up. Once they made their way down to the ring, Nick stopped in front of you to place a big smooch on your lips after making sure Darius was looking.

The match began and you cheered for all of them, but clearly the loudest for Nick. You couldn’t help but observe Nick being a little harsher on Darius, you thought that maybe Nick just didn’t realize how rough he was being, it didn’t look like Darius was hurt so you let it slide.

At one point when the pace and urgency had picked up, Nick had thrown Darius over the ropes and onto the floor in front of you. Nick launched himself over the top rope, diving onto Darius and popping up full of adrenaline. Nick quickly and swiftly kissed your cheek before going back to work on Darius while Kenny had AR Fox in the ring and Matt dove onto Dante on the opposite side of the ring form you.

It wasn’t long after that until Kenny pinned AR Fox, thus The Elite retaining their trios titles. You cheered, beyond proud of those men and thrilled with their performance.

Kenny closed the show out with a little speech like he sometimes does and in the meantime, Nick had passed his title over to Matt as Nick exited the ring, stopping in front of you once more. He leaned over the barricade to make sure you could hear him over Kenny and the crowd. “Wanna come up there with me?”

You felt like a fangirl that had been singled out by her favorite celebrity. You always found it sweet that despite after all these years, Nick could still make you feel like a teenager with the butterflies you felt in your stomach.

You nodded, grinning from ear to ear. That’s all Nick needed before effortlessly lifting you over the barricade and helping you into the ring, parting the ropes for you. Nick was always such a sweet gentleman — well, until he was having his way with you.

When the show was officially over, you followed behind The Elite with Brandon until Nick fell in step with you and slung his arm over your shoulders. He was obviously sweaty but honestly you didn’t mind because that meant shower time with your husband.

After gathering up your belongings, you headed to catering for a snack and some water before heading to the hotel. It was surprisingly quiet in catering, only you and some of the arena’s staff. As you picked out your snack, you heard footsteps as someone entered the room.

You looked up seeing Darius standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets and his eyes on the floor. “Hey Darius!” You beamed, you always enjoyed his company. “You did great out there! Don’t tell the guys, but I think if you, Dante, and AR keep at it, those trios belts could be going home with you one day.” You said, half teasing and half being honest.

Darius forced a smile at your words, just another thing he liked about you. “Thanks.” He took a deep breathe which grabbed your attention. You stopped filling your plate with fruit and turned to face the young man, giving him your full attention. “I need to tell you something.” He finally spoke before he lost the courage.

You nodded, gesturing for him to continue. You could tell this was weighing on his mind and he needed to say it before it ate him up.

“I— I have a crush on you.” Darius couldn’t look at you when he confessed, too embarrassed and ashamed of himself for having a crush on a married woman. “I promise I wont try to ruin what you and Nick have. I just had to tell you, it’s been going on for a couple of months. I thought it would go away but no such luck.” He hung his head in shame and guilt.

“Hey, don’t feel bad about it. It might sound weird but I’m actually flattered. I’ve gotten a good idea over the past several months of what kind of man you are and I know you wouldn’t do anything intentionally. It can stay between us if that makes you feel any better.” You offered, remembering how you felt having been in similar shoes as Darius.

“I already know.” You both jumped at hearing Nick’s voice. Nick had come looking for you when you took longer than usual to grab a snack and water. He had slipped in when Darius was confessing his crush on you.

You looked between the two men, processing and putting the pieces together.

That’s when everything clicked. Nick’s reaction when you mentioned Darius’s name earlier, Darius’s behavior when you showed him and Dante this shirt design, the way Nick would always kiss you whenever Darius was around, the way Darius got shy when helped you with that box earlier, why Nick wanted you to sit front row for the trios match.

“Oh. Well, then I suppose we’re all good?” You questioned the two men. You didn’t want any tension between them, especially because if you.

“Yeah, we’re good, right?” Darius looked a Nick a little unsure given that Nick didn’t go as easy on him as said he would, but then again maybe he did, he wasn’t sure.

Nick nodded. “Yeah, we’re good man. Just remember what I said earlier.” Nick warns, referring to their conversation in the hallway prior to their match.

You were confused on what this conversation was about and you were going ask Nick later. You didn’t like the idea of Nick threatening the poor boy.

“I’ll never forget it, trust me.” Darius grabbed a water and headed out the door.

“Alright spill. This conversation you two had, you didn’t threaten him did you?” You asked, turning to your husband with a hand on your hip. You knew how protective Nick was, and you remembered a couple fights he got into because of a comment that was made about you, despite your protests and wanting him to let it go.

“Oh, come on sweetheart, do you really think I’d threaten him?” Nick asked, eyebrow raised and pretending to be clueless.

“Absolutely. But you know what, as long as you let him be, I’ll let it slide.” You lean up and peck his lips before stepping back and picking up your plate of fruit and water. “I’m ready to go to bed.”

“It’ll be a minute before that happens.” Nick tells you with a mischievous look in his eye causing you to give him a look. “I may or may not have stolen one of Matt’s shoes.” He grins, lifting up Matt’s shoe from behind his back.

You both laugh and take a seat at the nearest table. You knew this would last for at least an hour before Nick returned Matt’s shoe.

“I love you, babe. Don’t ever change.” You chuckled, reaching over and feeding him a piece of fruit.

“I love you way more, sweetheart.” The love and admiration was evident in his eyes as he leaned over the table for a one more kiss.

General Taglist: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @plentyoffandoms @1dluver13xx @sunshinevirus @wwenhlimagines @crowleysqueenofhell @jackson-nickthedate13

Nick Jackson Taglist: @mrsmatt @abbyjacksonnn @breezyvk @rubyred1980

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Azrael's Fic Master List

Here's my (rather long) list of fanfics I have published on ao3 and will be updated in the future.

List is divided into three categories: on-going works, completed works and one-shots.

How to read the list: Title (and link) — Rating — Word count — Brief description.

On-going works

Home: A place in a Galaxy — T — 3,3k — (post tbobf, Dinluke centric)

3 times Tim tried to get Jon and Martin together, and 1 time he realised he didn't have to — T — 2,8k — Co-written with: @.im-gonna-squeet — (post MAG: Fluff, Tim and Sasha being matchmakers)

The stars will be ours (once again) — T (GDoV) — 8k — (post season 4, Virravos and Magefam centric)

Completed works

Edward's Bar and Grill — T — 3,5k — (Ed instead of becoming Kraker decided to deal with Stede leaving him by opening a restaurant)

3 times Aziraphale wanted to kiss Crowley and 1 time he did — G — 1,9k — (Aziraphale throughout 6000 years wanted to kiss someone (Crowley) three times until one day he finally did, Aroace spec Ineffable husbands)

One-shots

Star Wars

Ret'urcye mhi ner kar'taylir darasuum — G (MCD) — 5,7k — (post tbb s2e3, Cody and Codywan centric, based on unused Kenobi script)

Differences in similarities — G — 705 — (Aroace Hunter, discussion about being aroace)

Romantic feelings, are not for everyone. — G (Referenced aphobia) — 584 — (Aroace Din Djarin, implied Din/Cobb and Din/Omera)

Planning under pressure isn't easy — G (Description of sensory overload) — 485 — (post tbb s1e8, Hunter centric)

Trick or treat — G — 477 — (Din & Grogu going shopping for Halloween costumes for Grogu, Modern au)

Forgotten Lullaby — G — 426 — (post Mandalorian chapter 13, additional fluff scene)

Freezing break — G — 295 — (Rey/Rose, Prompt: Rose drags Rey into the freezing cold to make a snowman.)

Omega's story — G — 241 — (Short scene addressing Omega being trans)

Taming hair before the meeting — G — 187 — (Leia/Han, Prompt: Han helping Leia brush her hair after a shower.)

The Magnus Archives

Loss of a family — M (GDoV) — 1,3k — (Fnaf plot written as a statement)

AITA for forcing people to tell me their trauma? — G — 245 — (AITA but it's season 4 of TMA)

Genshin Impact

Lovely crime — G — 907 — (Heizou/Kazuha, detective x criminal)

Heikazu week 2022 — G — 1k

Good Omens

Ineffable morning — G — 531 — (Ineffable husbands fluff)

Would you like to move in with me? — G — 251 — (Aziraphale asks Crowley if he was to live with him)

The Dragon Prince

Growing flowers — G — 397 — (Claudia's and Terry's first meeting)

Escape from the mirror — T (self-harm but for a spell) — 339 — (Viren frees Aaravos, post season 2)

MCYT (not rpf)

Welcome back gift — G — 1k — (Mumbo returns to Hermitcraft, Waffle Duo reunion)

(Not so good) Memories — G (GDoV) — 810 — (Double life desert duo angst)

Sherlock (BBC)

I love you for who you are. — T — 332 — (Johnlock centric, Asexual Sherlock, Coming out)

Stargazing with consulting detective — G — 328 — (Johnlock, Prompt: John and Sherlock spending the night on the perfect hill for stargazing.)

Honkai: Star Rail

How to deal with nightmares — T — 1,3k — (Dan Heng/March 7th/Trailblazer, Pre-relationship, Literally sleeping together)

Sons of The Forest

Simple Gestures — G — 632 — (Kelvin & Tim & Virginia (can be platonic or romantic), Kelvin and Virginia bonding)

Our Flag Means Death

Nightmare worst than a Kraken — G — 184 — (GentleBeard, fix-it au, episode 10 is just a dream)

Marvel

Soft Spot(s) — G — 448 — (Fluff and Crack, Lego99)

Baldur's Gate 3

When Astarion saw himself for the first time since becoming a vampire — G — 815 — (Astarion & or x Artist!Reader)

[lovebugmusings]

FIRST AND LAST LINES RULES: go to your last 5 published fics and share the first and last line with no context!

technically @websterss tagged my main but i work with one of my moots and she already has questions about the Way I Am (/lh) so it all goes here, to the fic blog!

double the relaxation - chad meeks-martin x reader x ethan landry (smut)

i. Work was exhausting and you knew, walking through the door, that both your boys were home already. ii. Finally, Chad readjusted himself so the three of yu curled up comfortably on top of the sheets, half-asleep and deciding to worry about the mess later.

dorm room antics - ethan landry x reader

i. You had everyone's timetables memories, all of you did. ii. Neither you nor Ethan knew where his confidence came from, but you quickly pushed your questioning aside as he pulled your core down against hte tightness in his trouses and bit down on your shoulder softly.

worlds apart prologue - neteyam sullly x reader

i. Never before had someone been placed in cryogenic hybernation while heavily pregnant. ii. After Tuktiry's naming and first Eywa communion, his training seemed to double, and while Spider could see him in the village, you remained stuck close to Hell's Gate.

love lost - neteyam sully x reader

i. From a young age, it was clear that you would spend the rest of your life by Neteyam's side. ii. A pain that pulled you away form Neteyam and back to the cean as your body begged you for breath.

200 mile (per hour) club - tangerine x reader (smut)

i. You wedged your phone between your shoulder and ear as your partner, Evaline, spoke about the nuances of a cartoon they had gotten really into while the pair of you had been in Japan. ii "Once I'm done with this job," Tangerine spoke softly as he picked up your discarded bottoms and guided them up your legs, kissing the skin before it was covered as he made his way up, "I'm takin' you on a proper date."

BONUS! WIP FIRST AND LAST LINES! (because i have actually written those)

finish what he tarted - commander cody x reader (smut)

i. You shuffled around the tiny apartment as quietly as you could, grabbing your small bag and shoes trying not to wake the man snoring in his bed. ii. And as his hands slid down your body to your hips, tugging your hips to meet his, he replied with the word in turn, promising himself as yours.

i am once again reminded of the fact that i write some long ass sentences.

no pressure tags! @freesia-writes/@spicy-clones (letting you pick your poison hehe) @rain-on-kamino @vnusology

[lovebugmusings]

thank you bb!! even though technically my main was tagged, it's fanfic related so it goes here! honestly, i don't know if i have a favourite fic at all but umm... top three in no order

Soft Focus Fog - Benedict Bridgerton i know it's technically a series and only two chapters are posted, but i adore it and the bits and pieces i haven't posted yet

love lost - neteyam sully and no i don't just love it because the resounding response from people is tears hehehe

and uh... uh uh i don't know. maybe worlds apart - neteyam sully but i feel bad for having a second series. but also i have a cody smut in my wips that i really like (and really want to keep working on but well... i don't have time to write for leisure this month)

wait actually!! i'm very proud of double the relaxation - chad meeks-martin and ethan landry x reader! i've never written a threesome and i still think about it with twirling hair and kicking feet

tagging: 2/3 my writing moots are writing moots with other people so sav and angel have already been tagged so that leaves the lovely @astrxq (also if any writers wanna be moots... hmu!)

What is your favorite fic you wrote?

Hi lovely thank you for tagging me @loaksbitch <333

This is like asking me what my favorite song is…I don’t have one lmfao! Tbh I could never love one fic more than another, I love each one I post equally, but to keep it simple…I’ll give y’all my top 5 favs!

A Taste of Normalcy - Anthony Lockwood

My Atlantis We Fall- Peter Parker

Where We Left From - Ethan Landry

Purple Hippos - Marc Spector

By the End of Tonight - Neteyam Sully

Tagging: @redhoodsoot @writerinlearning @faeology @caitsymichelle13 @munsonsfairygarden @theold-ultraviolence @ali-r3n @seolaseoul @peteprker @ang3lik

[oxangejuice]

♯ . suite life on deck masterlist

·.·• zack martin

dating zack martin headcanon

·.·• cody martin

none yet

[riverdale-bugheadforlife]

Cole x reader (reader is a youtuber) boyfriend tag

"What's up you guys my name is y/n and today I have a very special guest here today, Cole sprouse" I said and Cole sits next to me on my bed

"Hi" he said smiling

" well if you don't follow me on anything but this you wouldn't know that this lump of cuteness is my boyfriend" I say He laughs

" lump of cuteness I prefer lump of sexiness" he says winking at the camera

I laugh " introduced your self" I said

" welll I am Cody Martin I have a brother called zach" I roll my eyes

" ok ok, I'm cole sprouse or what y/n like to call me sprouts I star on Riverdale and I'm 24" he said smiling

" ok so you guys have been asking me to make a video with home and I thought for our first video together why not the boyfriend tag so let's get in to the questions" I said

“Where did we meet" I asked

" we meet in college I was a senior and you were a freshman we had this mutual friend who was having this kick back. We were all hanging out at his apartment and we uhh just started talking and hit it off" he said

I smiled " what did you think when you first meet me. And I wanna know to be honest"

“well ok when I first saw you across the room you were in this baby blue T shirt dress black converse, and your hair was in a messy bun. I remember this because you looked so beautiful. I just had to talked to you so I went up to you in my head I was praying you weren't one of those girls with like a bad personality. Like I said before we got to talking and we had so much in common. I was like she's pretty, smart can I keep her."

He said smiling

" aww babe" I kiss him on the cheek

“Where was our First kiss"

" so it was after our first date I had cooked you Roasted sweet potatoes topped with a pretty mix of chickpeas, tomatoes and herb sauce. It is her favorite thing for me to make" he said

" yeah it is " I said smiling

" well we had eaten and she went in the bathroom. I was hoping that we would kiss so I like popped a pice of gum in my mouth" he said

" you know I brought a toothbrush with me so I could brush me teeth" I said laughing

" really " he said

" yeah" I said

" well any way I was cleaning up and then we sat on the balcony of my apartment and I put my arm around her . She put her head on my shoulder. She looked up at me I looked down at me and I kissed her many times" he said

“Who wears the pants in the relationship"

I asked " uhhh we both do duh" he said we both stood up showing off our pants.

“My favorite tv show"

" supernatural" he said I laughed

" well that used to be but riverdale is my new favorite tv show" I said

" aww baby" he said kissing me

" well thats it you guys. See you every Friday and Monday, peace" I said then turning off the camera " well that went good" I said looking at Cole.

" yep and now that the cameras off" he said pinning me to the bed.

[lovebugmusings]

thank you for the tag, caro!! i haven't written in a while, so some of the fics are... decently old. but any excuse to self-promote with no guilt haha! also it will become very apparent how much of a multi-fandom blog this is lmao

okay... last 10, let's do this (also... little bonus at the end for the start of my cody smut wip hehe):

double the relaxation (SMUT!) - Ethan Landry x Reader x Chad Meeks-Martin

Work was exhausting and you knew, walking through the door, that both your boys were home already. you were later home than usual, and they were no doubt going to smother you with questions about why, and you didn’t think you would be prepared for that. You were used to being tired after work, but after dealing with several too many difficult people you were tapped out.

dorm room antics - Ethan Landry x Reader

You had everyone’s timetables memorised, all of you did. It was one of the first things the four of you did at the start of each semester; you sat down and learned each timetable so you always knew where each other was throughout the day. It was how you knew that Chad would be out of his dorm. 

Worlds Apart prologue - Neteyam Sully x Reader

Never before had someone been placed in cryogenic hibernation while heavily pregnant. It was considered dangerous, highly risky for both the parent and the child. But billions of dollars had been invested into your mother’s avatar, and she was considered one of the best biochemists on Earth. So, after many months of warnings, she was placed in cryo whole her avatar was set to grow in the final of the six year flight to Pandora.

Love Lost - Neteyam Sully x Reader

From a young age, it was clear that you would spend the rest of your life by Neteyam’s side. He was your best friend, the first person to treat him as just another kid and not the first born son of the olo’eyktan. 

200 mile (per hour) club (SMUT!) - Tangerine x Reader

You wedged your phone between your shoulder and ear as your partner, Evaline, spoke about the nuances of a cartoon they had gotten really into while the pair of you had been in Japan.  “Listen, Ev,” you handed the teller your crumpled yen notes with a smile - asking for a ticket to Kyoto - as you spoke down the phone, “I love you and am happy to listen to you talk- Arigatou Gozaimasu- to you talk, but can this wait until after I’m done?” Despite being partners, they were the one to stay in whatever hotel room you were set up in and work as your handler. 

dear devoted delicate - Xavier Thorpe x Reader

Once a month - sometimes twice if you were incredibly unlucky - you were kicked out of your room for two days while your roommate had a handful of her younger cousins over.  Before Nevermore, you loved the full moon. Now you had a love-hate relationship. You still loved the moon itself, but you never enjoyed showing up at your friend’s dorm, backpack over your shoulder and sleeping bag tucked under your arm, sheepishly asking if you could once again sleep on their floor.

Soft Focus Fog Chapter 1 - Lily of the Valley - Benedict Bridgerton x reader

Despite how hard you had tried to fight it, your father had finally managed to send you to live with your aunt, uncle and cousin for the social season or until you were married - whichever came first.  Your aunt had been the one to travel out and collect you from your family home, stating that your cousin was away for the end of winter for some classes, and with her husband out of the house on business for over a month, she was more than happy to travel and get out of the lonely house. 

Soft Focus Fog Chapter 2 - White Dianthus - Benedict Bridgerton x reader

You were sat in the drawing-room after breakfast reading, keeping your aunt company as she worked on a needlepoint when the doors were pushed open, and in rushed Edith, travelling cloak still on her shoulders. Your aunt quickly stood to meet her daughter halfway, pulling her into a hug. As Lucia leaned back to properly look at her daughter’s face, you could see just how much Edith had grown to look like her mother.

Hot, Hot Mess for an Angel Chapter 1 - Adrian Chase x Reader

Whenever people asked what your job was, you would always shrug and say “freelancer”. Which wasn’t entirely inaccurate. You would travel from state to state, taking up work. It just happened that your job could also be described as “hitman-for-hire”.  This was how you ended up on Waller’s radar. She never interfered with your work, but she had made it clear that you were very much being surveilled constantly, and it would be easy to stop you.

carmine red varnish - Bradly "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

You always cherished the days Rooster could spend with you. Sometimes you didn’t know how long you could have him, all to yourself. But you selfishly took that time, grasped in both hands. The pair of you weren’t together, not in an explicitly defined relationship. If someone asked, you would say you were friends, but there was an unspoken something more. So often, on his first day back from a mission or a job, he found his way to your place.

finish what he started (SMUT!) - commander cody x medic!reader

You shuffled around the tiny apartment as quietly as you could, grabbing your small bag and shoes trying not to wake the man snoring in his bed. He was barely an acquaintance, you only knew him as a classmate before. But you had been stuck on the Negotiator for far too long, a mission that had lasted three standard months and with frustrations you couldn’t relieve on an ever-awake cruiser.

tagging: @websterss @solarluvs (i know you're in the middle of reposting your fics, so pick your faves!)

Creator Self-Promotion

Rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics you posted. If you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

"But K, I don't write but I still create can I still play?"

Post your last 10 pieces and give us a play by play. What was the inspiration? Any fun facts you can share with us?

Anyway let's get on with it

1. Fishing for Compliments - Merman!Crosshair x F!Reader

A sigh passed the young woman’s lips as the sun began to disappear beneath the waves. The waves rocked her quaint vessel as if it were a mother soothing her child. Her meal as well as a plate of identical food remained untouched as she kept her gaze to the depths. Every ripple of its surface a reminder of the mounting minutes that her company kept her waiting.

2. Drop Me a Line - Wrecker x F!Reader

The young woman stifled a yawn as she continued to work the mass of dough to her standards to be plopped into pans to bake. She continued working the dough sparing glances to the chrono on the wall as the sky outside began to lighten with the sunrise. Her pulse spiked when the chrono was checked again. She abandoned the lump of dough as she snatched up a pastry box. The bell chiming as the door opened and closed.

3. Budding Romance - Rex x F!Reader

“And you’re sure you’ll have them there.”

“A bit of faith would be nice, Anakin.”

4. Skin in the Game - Wrecker x OC (Rina) (18+ Please view responsibly)

Wrecker was on the hunt. Thankfully the Marauder held only a few spaces to hide away as he searched the ship. His target tucked away by the sensors. Vibroblade twirling between his fingers while his idle gaze stared at the screen. The demolitions expert took a breath, hoping to find answers.

5. Hair Support - Tup x Reader

The days of the Clone Wars tended to drag on in between assignments. Thankfully, the Republic saw it fit to dispatch your research team with a clone legion escort to ensure the lush jungle planet would not eat you and your colleagues alive. It was in the sweltering heat of the afternoon that one of your study binges was interrupted. You shook your head knowing who dared tread into your tent.

6. Interrogations - Echo x F!Reader (18+ Please view responsibly)

The former arc trooper sighed. Another fruitless attempt at slipping free of his bonds. The chair he was bound to chilled any amount of exposed skin. The room kept dark to prevent him from gathering his bearings. He bided his time, waiting for the tell-tale clicking of his keeper. It was a whisper at first but grew louder as the automatic doors parted.

7. Personal Tastes - Hunter x F!Reader

Strands of meat sizzled and spat as she flipped the tangled mass. Her work distracting from the pair of eyes watching you from the doorway. Her culinary tasks from the staccato chops of a knife to peppers to the accented clink of a mortar and pestle offered a calming tune.

8. Just This Once, Everyone Lives - Rex x Reader

Your bottom lip remained captured between your teeth as the speeder came to a stop. The building looming over the city streets twinkled in the night. A beacon for personnel to gather while dressed to the nines. A hand curled around yours, smoothing over your knuckles.

9. Keep Away - UniversityAU Wrecker x Reader

You filed out with your fellow undergrads as your last class for the afternoon let out. the professor's voice offering mention of the end of the first sprint. You traversed amongst the student body's current before veering off to a corridor. The current loosening its grasp the closer you ventured toward the sanctuary of paper and ink.

10. Nothing Fight - Crosshair x F!Reader

It could be easy to say Clone Force 99 had a culture separate from the sea of clones. Clone medics would be reassigned in the blink of an eye and nat born medics often assigned whoever pissed off the higher ups. This led to your current long term assignment. Having a medic on board being the main reason one of your patients was released to his squad early pending observations.

NPT - @photogirl894 @rain-on-kamino @tecker @techs-stitches @littlemissmanga @annwayne @fakegingerrights @merkitty49 @moodymisty @starrylothcat

Wanna promote your work here too? Do it!

[crimsonwolfie]

If y/n could see the ghostriders in Teen Wolf season 6, how comes they weren’t taken?!

[thesupreme316]

Hey👋. I know it’s have been a short time since my last request. Life has been a little tough for me lately but I’ve returned.

So I was thinking of some platonic AEW wrestlers helping the fem!reader ( a young fan maybe like 16-18 even 19 possibly) with a panic attack (claustrophobia) at a meet and greet.

The wrestler(s) could be either;

a commonly loved character that is a softie with fans( The Bucks, Cody, Jeff Hardy, Skye Blue, Danhansen)

a rougher wrestler that stays in character with fans but once sees the reader, they break( MJF, Mox, Eddie Kington)

the wrestlers that are on the younger(ish)side( Top flight, HOOK, Isaiah Kassidy)

or the older wrestlers( Chris Jericho, Billy Gunn, Sting, Taz)

Sincerely, sorry for such a long request

Ps. I love how you wrote my requests. Much Love🫶🏻🫶🏻

Hi sweetheart, I hope everything is going better for you. (and don't you dare apologize for your ideas)

AEW Stars React To You: Having a Panic Attack

Pairings: Jeff Hardy X Fem!Reader (Platonic), Eddie Kingston X Fem!Reader (Platonic), Hook X Fem!Reader (Platonic), Dante Martin X Fem!Reader (Platonic), Darius Martin X Fem!Reader (Platonic), Sting X Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: mentions of claustrophobia, mentions of panic attacks, slightly proofread

Supreme Speaks: Thank you to @hookerforhook for requesting and again I hope life is treating you much better as you deserve the best things. As always, my inbox and requests is open for everyone. If anyone needs to talk or just need someone to listen, my dms are open. P.S you are loved and greatly appreciated.

Word Count: 952

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

Backstory:

You were waiting in line to meet your favorite wrestler, as everyone was. But it was really special for you as it was your first time going to a live wrestling event. AEW was hosting a meet and greet before Dynamite and you were fortunate that it was in your town and you saved enough money to go.

This wrestler meant a lot to you; they helped you during a rough time, motivated you, and inspired you to do better in your life every day.

While waiting you’re waiting in line, you started to get sweaty palms and immediately started to guard yourself; you’re breath started to stagger and you started to hyperventilate.

Most people would think it’s because you’re really excited. But it was because you were claustrophobic, you couldn’t stand crowds, and you actually hated and dreaded them.

People started pushing you around, meshing you against other people in line. Soon, it began to feel like walls were being built around you and they were cutting off your oxygen.

As you were hyperventilating, your chest started to swell with tightness as you began to shake. But soon…a figure, that you thought you would never meet, saved you…

The commonly loved character that is a softie with fans…Jeff Hardy:

This man would jump into action and ask the crowd to give you some space

Would immediately give you space while also checking on you

“Darling, are you okay?” (MY MAN WITH THE CAROLINIAN ACCENT)

Would give you water and wait until you stated your name before getting close to you

You were able to skip the line as Jeff really wanted to make sure you were okay

Wants to distract you so he’s rambling about anything and everything

“When I’m up on the top rope, it feels like I’m so free and gone with the wind”

Will constantly ask if you’re feeling alright

After you’re okay, you talk to him about how he’s impacted your life as he signs your picture

He smiles at you and takes a picture with you

Afterward, he would give you a backstage pass, so you have all the space you need to watch the show

The rougher wrestler that stays in character with fans but once sees the reader, they break…Eddie Kingston:

It has been said by Eddie himself that he suffers from panic attacks so I think he would take your situation very seriously

Would immediately yell at the line to disperse as you fell to the ground, going straight into an attack

He would jump down and use some methods that helped him through panic attacks

This would include naming 5 things you can see, 4 things you can touch, etc.

Will be completely transparent with you as he is with everyone “You’re okay. Everything is okay. Those idiots don’t understand personal space.”

Will have a heart-to-heart with you about panic attacks (I feel like ya’ll will get so into the conversation that it would feel like y’all just knew each other for years)

“What medicine do you take?….Oh, that doesn’t work for shit…I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST ME!”

Like Jeff, Eddie will distract you with stories about who he has beef with (also to let out his frustrations)

His heart would grow after hearing how much of an impact he has made on your life

Eddie would definitely have a conversation with whoever didn’t monitor the capacity

The wrestlers that are on the younger(ish)side…Hook, Dante and Darius Martin (3/4ths of The Lads):

Okay, I hope this doesn’t sound bad but I feel like they would freak out first…well at least

But only because they wouldn’t know how how to help

Hook would be kind of frozen to help at first

All of them would ask you yes or no questions to try not to overwhelm you

They would quickly give you water and instruct you to take deep breaths

Darius: You’re doing great

Dante: Do you need more water?

Hook: Here's more chips. hands you a whole unopened bag

Top Flight would try to distract you with music, giving you recommendations

Wants you to stay near their table so they check on you throughout the invite

“We are friends now”

(Call me trying to give you a Y/N moment) But I really do feel like they would become genuine friends with you

I also think they would look up more resources on how to help you and others who might have panic attacks

The veteran wrestler…Sting (his might be short, sorry):

Sting is an understanding and supportive grandpa and I refuse to elaborate

Anyways, would definitely pull you to a corner (to give you space) and shut down his booth for a little bit

I feel like he would use the RAIN method to help you calm down and have you take deep breaths

“It’s okay kid. It happens to most of us.”

After you’re feeling better, he would take pictures with you, give you a long letter of encouraging words

I feel like even after you leave the booth, he would still check up on you and keep an eye on you

Like Jeff, he would also give you a backstage path

Would definitely post something on Twitter about giving people a respectable amount of space and not shoving when at meet and greets

You would forever live in his mind and he would constantly hope that you’re safe

[chloe-skywalker]

Thanks For Trusting Me - Theo Raeken

Theo Raeken x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 699

Summary: the pack not letting Theo help but reader offers to let him come with her

Masterlist

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“But I can help!” Theo stressed, pleading with Scott

“No. Your staying here.” Malia butted in growling

“But I’m the only one that even remembers Stiles!” Theo stated the one thing that none of them can deny

“Your not going. We can’t trust you not after everything you did to us with the DreadDoctors.” Scott said as a matter of fact. All Y/n could think was ‘they say they forgive him yet they won’t let him help?’

“You may find this hard to believe but I actually want to help.” Theo said strongly but you could tell he feels defeated. There’s not much more he can do to show them he’s not a threat and just wants to help.

“Theo for the last time-” Scott started again but with a look to Lydia and receiving a nod Y/n spoke up

“He can come with me” Y/n cut in, stepping forward

“What” Theo and Scott said at the same time. Theo with confusion and Scott with shock.

“Theo can come with me.” Y/n repeated looking from Scott to Theo

“He’s not trustworthy Y/n.” Scott said stepping forward and resting his hands on her shoulders hoping to change her mind.

“Out of everyone Theo never laid a hand on me. Never hurt me in any way. Plus if he trys anything I know exactly where to kick him.” she smirked at Scott then shifted her gaze to Theo and her smirk grew when she saw a little bit of fear flash in his eyes.

“I won’t do anything. I just want to help.” Theo said after Scott seemed to have trouble getting words out.

“You be careful and if he somewhat breaths the wrong way-” Scott stressed, again.

“I’ll call you immeditaly. Ok? I know your worried Scott, but I’ll be fine.” she squeezed Scott’s shoulder to reassure him.

It was obvious to the pack Scott isn’t comfortable with theo going with Y/n, alone. y/n grew up with Scott, Stiles and Lydia. Scott views her as a sister not just a friend, and he can’t predicate what Theo’s gonna do.

“You better not harm a hair on her head or so help me-” Scott turned to face Theo who isn’t standing that far behind him.

“You’ll kick my ass? Send me back to hell?” Theo asked sarcastically

Theo regretted how he said what he said a little when it seemed to just upset Scott more.

“Scott.” Y/n spoke gently hoping to get him to calm down and get his eyes back to there normal color

Scott finally backed off and everyone started heading out.

Y/n grabbed her keys and bag an walked past Theo “You're with me Raeken.” she patted his chest walking out the door.

^     ^     ^

After walking for a while Theo couldn’t take the silence anymore. “For the record Y/n, I wouldn’t hurt you.”

Y/n sucked in a breath and stopped walking. Y/n looked up at Theo, height difference. “I know.” she mumbled looking to the ground shyly.

“How do you know?” he asked, hoping to get more answers out of the girl.

Y/n took a moment before answering her crush, not that he knows that. “Before you got dragged to hell, before we know you worked with the Dread Doctors. We spent a lot of time together Theo. You had more than enough times to hurt or kill me. And you didn’t.”

Y/n but her lip hoping he wouldn’t catch on to her blushing.

Theo saw she was about to start walking again, he reached out to grab her hand. When Y/n felt his hand in hers, she stopped and turned looking at him silently asking him to continue “thanks.” he nodded with a small smile

Y/n tilted her head “for what?” she asked confused

“Trusting me” Theo smiled brighter. Happy that she still trusts him after everything. Maybe there’s still a chance she might want more than friendship.

“Your welcome” Y/n smiled

[bitch-banshee]

I can’t save you anymore

Prompt: Reader looses their voice, yelling at theo b/c hes bad

Word Count: 1589

Characters: Theo x Y/N, later Siles x Y/N

Warnings: its sad man. i tried whump and it turned into this angsty mess. 

A/N: im sorry...Feel free to send me something you wanna read, and ill write about it :)

You were done. This was the last straw. You’d absolutely had it with Theo always ending up being the bad guy. He’d killed your brother, kidnapped innocent children, and now he shot Malia and Brayden. “Please Y/N, i’m sorry” his pleas fell on tired ears. “No! I’m done Theo, i can not protect you anymore! You wanted to get rid of me so bad, you've done it!” your scream was loud and exhausted. It was so tiring to always defend him to the others. They couldn't understand what you saw in him, why you’d always offered him redemption. “He’s pretty evil” they’d say. “How can you trust him after everything”, or your personal favorite “he’s just going to disappoint you, you should just let him burn” You'd started to believe it, believe them. 

Theo gripped your arm, his eyes shining the gold of an innocent when he was anything but. “Please, don't give up on me, please” his grip was bruising, the tone of his voice menacing through clenched teeth, it stung. It was a threat. “ You SHOT my best friend Theo! Do you not understand. Malia was laying there, bleeding on the ground! You put your claws inside of Scott,my brother to steal his power, he DIED for like 10 minutes! Or did you forget that. Just because your eyes are yellow does not mean you're still innocent.” your throat burned, your heart burned. “You kidnapped innocent children, and brought them to the dread doctors. Do you know how much blood is on your hands! Not to mention your SISTER, you murdered her in cold blood and haven't felt remorse about it since” tears fueled by anger gripped your voice, a low blow you knew, but you needed him to understand. You couldn't bring him back from this. “‘Leave Theo, leave now or i'll let Kira send you to the skinwalkers. This is your chance to save yourself. Im done saving you” your voice sounded foreign, hoarse, and the burning didn't stop. 

Retching your arm from his grasp you left him in the tunnels. “Y/N.” he called tensely, but you continued, your hand reached to rub at your throat and chest. You’d just made it out when you ran into stiles and Scott running in. “Y/N?” Stiles called your attention. “What happened, are you okay?” his soft hands fell onto your shoulders as Scott went ahead inside. “I-” you started but the noise died in your throat. “...umm” you tried again, the burn in the back of your throat intensifying, causing you to wince. Stiles made a confused face. “Can you speak, what happened?” he tried again, urging you to tell him what was going on. Your mouth hung open, nothing but air escaping. You felt the tears resurface, frustration written all over your face. “Here, here, type it here” he frantically pulled his phone out and handed it to you, a note opened. 

You typed out that you think you lost it screaming at Theo. Stiles involuntarily rolled his eyes while reading. “I honestly don’t know why you even bother with him, I can try to help, let me drive you home, and we can try tea?”you made a sound much like a snort as Stiles’s hand rested softly on your back, rubbing slowly. It eased your coiled up muscles, thinking about what he said, he was right, all this time you had been trying to save Theo from himself, determined to prove that he could be good, trusted, saved. Only now did you realize how wrong you were. You tried to will your voice to thank him, to tell him how right he was. But only a rough scratchy noise fell from your lips. “No, no the more you try, the longer your voice will be gone,” he threw a half smile on his face and opened the car door. You rolled your eyes and silently groaned. 

At home stiles stayed with you. He made you sit at the counter while he tried to make you tea for your burning throat. Anytime you tried to make even a semblance of a noise, the burn and pain nearly knocked your breath out. “You know, having you this quiet I can finally tell you something without an interruption” he set the mug down in front of you. The steam floating up to your nose. Smells of lemon and honey wrapped around you as you looked intently at one of your best friends. “Y/N I...well i umm, i have these uhh” he fumbled gently over his words, his cheeks blooming a lovely pink. You leaned your head to the left, a small smile spreading across your face. You removed your hand from the mug and placed it on stiles’s hand, urging him on. “I like you...well no, i- i love you” he stuttered out.

There was no doubt that is not what you thought he’d say. You felt your eyebrows shoot up, and your eyes go wide. He took in your expression and stood abruptly. “I-im sorry, im- i shouldn't have said that. That- I mean- i” you shut him up with your lips. You’d loved stiles, always, but his love for Lydia and infatuation with Malia had always stopped you from making a move. The kiss was gentle, calm, a reflection of how you felt in his arms. When he pulled away his eyes fluttered a little before opening. It melted your heart. “So does that mean you feel the same” his large hand drifted over your cheek and you nodded, a large goofy smile on your face. “Good, good” he smiled back at you. 

Stiles stayed all night, you’d finished your tea shortly after he insisted upon a movie. He was laid across the couch a blanket hanging off his hips, the credits playing. His mouth was wide open, soft snores escaping. You couldn’t help but shake your head and smile. The pain of your voice had died down, but stiles was right, talking would prolong it being gone. You tried to think of a way to let him know there was no way you were sleeping on this couch, when Theo burst through the door. Stiles started and jumped up “trouble, where, whos dead?” he looked directly at Theo who was drenched in water from the pounding rain outside. Cuts and blood littered his body and I felt my blood run cold. “This seriously Y/N, you thought you could just walk away, to him” Theo’s eyes blazed, his voice something between a growl and actual words, as stiles pushed you behind him. You tried to scream, to say anything to tell stiles to move, to tell Theo not to do this. Nothing came out. 

Theo pulled stiles away by his shirt, then sent a quick and sickening crack to the humans jaw. I watched in horror as it seemed like time slowed when stiles was falling already unconscious. I was frozen in place, shock and sheer fear stilling me.

“You don't get to walk away sweetheart, you don't get the last word.” he took slow steps toward me, he was a predator, a killer, and his sights were on me. 

I felt my heart drop into my stomach when he reeled his arm back. A smooth landing right on the edge of my chin. The pain bloomed,searing across my face and down my back, making my scalp prickle, the air caught in my lungs, “nothing to say now?” he taunted as i tried to block his punches and claws, while i also trying to throw my own. It was useless, Theo clawed at my shoulder and my mouth hung open in silent pain. “SAY SOMETHING” he screamed into my face, punching once, twice and then a third time to my gut. I felt my chest burn in the scream trapped in my throat as i fell to my hands and knees trying to breathe correctly. Hot tears spilled from my eyes, my vision blurred by the water and the soft tinges of red. He brought up his boot covered foot and kicked me onto my back “You're useless, i don't even know why i ever wasted my time with you, you're weak” he leaned over me, his face twisted up in disgust, then he brought his claws up and slashed me across my face. I couldn't move, I didn't want to, I was in so much pain, blood oozing down covering my shirt when Kira, Scott, Liam, and Malia came in. Liam ran across the floor tackling Theo and Kira wasted no time stabbing her ketana in the ground opening it up. 

I watched through tears that wouldn't stop, Liam’s arms wrapped around me as Theo’s sister came out and dragged him into the hole in my living room. Theo screamed and it echoed through the room, his eyes locked on mine. The hole closed up seconds later like it was never there. 

I blinked slowly, listening to Scott call for stiles, the far away sound almost soothing. My eyelids were so heavy, my body felt like I was being weighed down. I could hear Liam asking me things I couldn't possibly answer, and the darkness was so kind, tranquil. 

I fell into the embrace,floating on a sea of peacefulness, there was no flash of light, or a replay of my life. Just cool darkness, the only thought in my mind was, “I never said it back, I never told stiles how much I loved him as well”  before my heart stopped.

[raekensgirl]

Savior | Theo Raeken Imagine

request: hi i love your writing. i was wondering if you could write an imagine where the reader is very shy and keeps to herself. but she is plus size and gets bullied for it. and Isaac or Theo, who secretly likes her saves her from a bully. @artfuck

word count: 1308

warnings: swearing, bullying, angry theo, fluff (?)

A/N: I tried my best and I hope you like it. Enjoy ☺️

Your hands were shaking as you opened the doors of Beacon Hills High School. “Here goes nothing”, you thought to yourself, hoping that this day wouldn’t be as bad.

You almost ran through the hallway in order to get to your locker trying to avoid the other people. Well, especially trying to avoid him and his friends. Brett Talbot and his group of desperate followers. They were the worst, always trying you make your life hell whenever they could.

You relaxed when you finally sat down on a chair in your biology classes. Scott sent a friendly smile into your direction. He wasn’t one of the bad guys. He always tried to cheer you up, knowing how hard it could be at high school.

As your teacher entered, she wrote down the topic of today’s lesson: Body shaming. You took in a sharp breath.

“Well like you all might know or not know, nowadays a lot of women get harassed because of their body and the way they look. I am sure none of you experienced this, at least I hope so”, she started.

You looked down at your thighs. Tears starting to fill your eyes. Brett whispered something to his friends and they laughed looking at you. Your teacher kept on talking but you couldn’t focus anymore. “Why me?”, you thought to yourself. “Y/N Y/L/N?”, you heard her voice. “What do you think about that?”, she added. You couldn’t even look at her as tears were still streaming down your face. “Well fattie over there, sure does know hot it feels”, Brett hissed. You looked at Brett in disgust.

“Talbot, it’s enough!”, your teacher got loud. Brett just laughed at her and you knew why. Just because of stopping him once, it wouldn’t stop him from doing it after class. The teacher made Brett leave the room and continued talking while making sure not to ask you again.

The bell rang finally but as you started to make your way out of the classroom, your teacher stopped you. “Are you alright?”, she wondered. You smiled a weak smile. “It’s okay”, you whispered and left the room as fast as you could.

Little did you know Brett was waiting for you outside. “Hey fattie”, he grinned at you. You weren’t able to say a thing still shocked from the recent thing he said in class. Brett looked at the muscular boy right next to him.

You didn’t know his name, but you remembered those eyes. He was the guy who took pictures of you at the toilet and sent them around. “Bryan, why don’t you take care of her?”, Brett winked at him and put his hand into his pocket searching for something. “Well as you already made your debut on social media, why don’t we try a movie?”, he laughed and started the camera on his phone.

Bryan grinned at you before he pushed you against the wall making you shriek in surprise. He put one of his big hands around your throat giving you a hard time to breathe. You felt your knees getting weak when Bryan’s hand slapped your face earning a laugh from his friends. Keeping you in place with his hand around your throat he lifted your shirt showing your stomach. “Wait, wait I’m gonna zoom in”, Brett laughed.

You felt tears coming up in your eyes. Why did it have to be like this? You never felt comfortable in your skin but being treated like this, made you start to hate yourself. “Get the fuck away from her!”, you heard someone growl behind you.

Bryan’s face was hovering over yours, so you couldn’t see the boy but you knew who it was. Theo Raeken. Brett smirked. “Shut up, Raeken. That’s none of your business”, he laughed. Theo clenched his fists.

“It is, Talbot. And now you leave her the fuck alone”, he screamed, his eyes turning yellow. Bryan stepped back, loosening his grip around you throat and letting your shirt fall back down. “Bryan, what are you doing”, Brett wondered angrily. “Man, I’m leaving. That shit is hella scary”, he answered and turned around, the other boys following him. Brett glanced at you before leaving with an annoying “Oh come on”.

You breathed heavily trying to get some air into your lungs while your body went to the floor. “T-Thank you”, you mumbled into Theo’s direction. He was still angry and the thing with his eyes, you were scared shitless no question but you were just happy to be out of that situation. Theo reached his hand out and grabbed yours trying to make you stand up but you couldn’t. Your throat was hurting and blue marks had formed around it. Tears started streaming down your face.

“I’m sorry, baby girl”, Theo whispered and got down to the floor right in front of you. You smiled weakly at him before letting your head hang again. What did he want anyway? Theo Raeken ist one of the hottest guys you’ve ever laid eyes on and he sure as hell didn’t want to be seen with you. “I’m fine”, you mumbled getting up slowly. Theo raised one eyebrow.

“Where are you going, Y/N?”, he wondered.

“Well I’m late for physics”, you muttered. Theo rolled his eyes at you. “Y/N, you’re not going to that class”, he said. You just turned around and made your way to the room when you felt Theo’s strong hand grab your wrist. He turned you around, so you could face him. “Listen, Y/N, I can see that you’re hurting and I’m not going to let you go anywhere especially not near this guy again. So if you don’t mind, I think we should skip classes today..”, Theo proposed but your eyes were fixed to where his hand was holding your wrist and dark streaks where going into Theo’s arm.

He smiled. “I’m taking your pain away, Y/N”, he whispered. You didn’t know how he did it but your pain was gone immediately. You thought about his yellow eyes again, you just couldn’t make sense of it but for the moment you just wanted to lay down and close your eyes. “Can you drive me home?”, you asked nervously. “Sure”, Theo nodded.

You directed him while driving, his hand drawing small figures on your thigh wanting to calm you. In front of your House, Theo stopped the car. “Thank you”, you smiled slightly and hugged him. “Everything for you, princess”, he mumbled into your hair before pressing a small kiss to your cheek. Your smile grew.

“Theo?”, you wondered. He looked deep into your eyes. “Would you mind coming in and telling me everything about…?”, you started but Theo interrupted you. “About that thing with my eyes, I guess”, he chuckled. You nodded while opening the door of his car and moving to your house. Theo sat down on the couch. “Do you want something to drink? Coffee, tea, anything?”, you asked him, facing his back.

“I’m good, princess”, he said. You made a small cup of tea for yourself before sitting down next to Theo. You two talked for hours, getting to know each other more and more. Even though Theo told you everything about the chimeras, you weren’t scared. You felt so comfortable and safe around him. “I think have to leave now.. your parents will be back soon, I guess”, Theo mumbled, it was already getting dark outside.

“Um, my parents are celebrating my uncle’s birthday in New York. They’re not coming home until sunday”, you explained. Theo smiled. “I should leave anyway, don’t want to stop you from doing your important things”, he said.

“Well actually.. would you stay here with me?”, you asked shyly. Theo smirked. “Just cuddling”, you grinned. “As you wish, darling”, he said and placed a kiss on top of your head.

[crysberry]

learn to love | theo raeken

pairing: theo raeken x female reader

synopsis: theo is so broken that he’s incapable of love but y/n needs that type of reassurance from him.

warnings: angst. also, this is shit so read at your own risk.

word count: 619

a/n: this isn’t 13rw but my favourite show (teen wolf) is ending tonight so i’m crying and i needed to write something to cope with how much i’ll miss this show so yeah.

“I love you.”

The words left Y/N’s lips like a bullet, metaphorically killing Theo on impact. He stood there in the pouring rain for at least a minute before saying anything. He stared at Y/N, watching tears well up in her eyes as she awaited a response. He searched every corner of his mind in hopes of stumbling across the right words to say, but he just couldn’t seem to get them out.

“Um, I-“ And just like that the words caught in the back of his throat, and a tear slipped from Y/N’s eye and ran down her cheek. He wasn’t sure how he came to her house in hopes of having a date night, and ended up on her front porch being confronted about his feelings. But he was sure he didn’t like it.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Y/N’s voice began to shake and with that more tears escaped her eyes. “If you don’t care, just tell me.”

“I care, I really do.” Theo nodded, stepping a bit closer to Y/N and reaching forward to wipe the tears from her face with his thumbs.

“I can’t do this anymore. I’m sick of people breaking my heart.” Y/N sobbed, placing her hands over Theo’s, which were still cupping her face. “I’m so in love you and it hurts to know you don’t feel the same way, and I don’t think you ever will.”

She wasn’t lying. In fact she was being so brutally honest that it hurt. Theo had never cared about someone as much as he cared about Y/N. The feelings he had for her were stronger than those he had ever had for anyone else. He just didn’t know how to tell her, or how to express what he felt. He wasn’t sure that he’d ever be able to tell her.

Those four letters she wanted to hear frightened him more than anything in the world. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, but couldn’t seem to let his walls down. The truth is that he had been hurt too many times to count. He’d let people in, allowing them to see the most vulnerable parts of him, just to watch them walk away.

“Y/N, I really want to be with you and you know that.” Theo felt his throat tighten and tears threatened to spill from his eyes. He knew that whatever he said in the next few minutes would determine his fate with the only person he wanted to learn to love. “Please don’t leave.” And that’s when he found himself crying as well. “I can’t do this without you.”

“Then say it. Prove it to me.” Y/N looked into Theo’s blue eyes with such hope. She just needed him to say that he wasn’t like all the other guys, that he was worthy of all the love she was willing to give. A long silence filled the air between them, and Theo tore his eyes from Y/N’s. That’s when she nodded in realization. She stood on her toes and pressed a kiss to Theo’s tear-stained cheek before stepping away from him.

“Goodbye, Theo.” And just like that it was over. She turned around and reached for the front door, giving Theo one last look before walking inside and leaving him on her front porch alone.

He hated himself for not being able to tell her what she needed to hear. And she hated herself for not being able to love him without knowing he felt the same way. She just needed reassurance and he needed the same thing. But inevitably, they were both too broken to let go just enough to give the other what they needed.