#eddie kingston fluff

[midwestmade29]

Unexpected 🩵 (Part 3)

The 3rd and final part of the story is here! I'm conflicted about what part of the story is my favorite...it very well could be this one! Thanks for reading along if you made it this far. I hope you enjoyed picturing Eddie like this just as much as I did 🖤 Word Count: 1,319 Divider by: @saradika-graphics

Due to the mature themes throughout, minors do not interact. If you're not 18+ years old, please KEEP SCROLLING.

Part 3 disclaimers: Pregnancy, ultrasound descriptions, description of labor/labor pains, newborn baby.

Be sure to read [Part 1] and [Part 2] first 🙂

The final countdown is on! Soon it won’t be just you and Eddie anymore…

The next 3 months went by in the blink of an eye! You now had a slight baby bump that Eddie loved resting his head on and talking to whenever he got the chance! He never missed a doctor’s appointment, happily sitting by your side and holding your hand while staring in amazement as images of your little baby showed up on the screen in black and white. “We did that, Ma. We made that!” he said completely mesmerized. The ultrasound tech giggled along with you at his commentary! “This is the part of the ultrasound where the sex of the baby will be visible. If you’re not wanting to know, go ahead and turn your head to the side now. It should only take me a minute to get what I need.” The tech cautioned. You and Eddie whispered to each other debating on whether you wanted to know what you’re having or not. “I don’t think I can wait that long to find out! It’d be a lot easier to get things ready if we know ahead of time,” you pleaded your case. “That’s true but think of what a huge surprise it would be if we waited to find out until the baby is born! Everyone would be on the edge of their seats waiting to hear the news,” was Eddie’s rebuttal. “Alright, I have everything I need with this part of the ultrasound. This is your last chance to find out the sex! Would you like to know?” Eddie studied your face, already knowing your answer. You were just waiting on him to cave in! “Yeah, we wanna know,” he laughed. “If you can see where the little cursor on the monitor is, that’s where to look. Congratulations, it’s a boy!”

“That’s my guy! Looking like a little alien right now though. Hopefully when he comes out, he won’t have my mug. Let’s pray he looks like you!” Eddie teased as he peaked over at the sonogram pictures the tech sent you home with. “Oh hush! If he comes out looking like you, he’ll be one handsome little guy. I know for certain he’ll be strong, stubborn, and tough as nails like his daddy! He’ll probably make me worry with his shenanigans and give me gray hairs like his daddy does too!” you teased. The rest of the car ride home was filled with laughter and exchanging thoughts, hopes and wishes for the sweet baby boy you and Eddie can’t wait to meet.

You and Eddie were in the baby’s nursery sorting and going through all the gifts you had gotten at your baby shower over the weekend. Boxes of diapers were stacked in the corner, tiny clothes were hung in the closet, and boxes of baby gear that needed put together sat in the center of the room. Eddie stood with his hands on his hips staring at everything around the room, shocked that someone so little needed so much stuff! “Love, I don’t even know what half this shit is! A bouncer? Swaddle blankets? A sleep sack? Are we going to be raising a potato?!” he knew he was being ridiculous, but it made you laugh so he continued. “And don’t even get me started on a bassinet! This kid already has the Rolls Royce equivalent in a crib! Does he really need a bassinet too?! I’m pretty sure his mattress is better than ours. Seriously, touch it! It feels like a freaking cloud!” Your belly bounced up and down as you laughed, making the baby shift around inside. “Ouch!” you exclaimed. “I think his foot is in my rib. Oh, he moved again! Come here and feel how strong his kicks are!” Eddie placed his large hand right where the baby’s foot was, letting out a hearty laugh when the baby pushed against it. He lowered his face and pressed his lips against your stomach and whispered “Go easy on your mom, wild man! I’ll teach you some moves when you break outta there in a couple months!”

It was now time for the main event! You had gone into labor on your own 3 days after your due date. Eddie was on an airplane on his way home to you, leaving Dynamite immediately after you called and told him what was going on. Both of you knew that it could take hours to deliver your little man, so that gave each of you some comfort knowing that Eddie had a little time to spare. It would crush him if he missed the birth of his son! You tried breathing through the pain as it rocked your entire world, a nurse encouraged you trying to help you get past the strong contraction. Your moans and groans filled the hospital room the more frequent and stronger your contractions got. The door to your room burst open, Eddie walked right over to you and instantly grabbed your hand. He was out of breath asking the nurse all kinds of questions about everything that was going on and she answered them all kindly and patiently. “T-took you long e-enough,” you teased. “I know love. I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner! You’re doing great, baby. Toughest little Mama I’ve ever seen!” The hours ticked on, bringing you that much closer to holding your sweet baby boy in your arms. Eddie was in awe of you and your strength as you handled all the aches and pains that came along with being in labor. He never left your side, continuously telling you how amazing you are and giving you words of encouragement when you needed them the most. When you felt like giving up, he wouldn’t let you. “You didn’t come this far just to give up now! You’re a badass baby. You got this! I know you can do it. Come on, breathe with me.”

“Congratulations mom and dad!” the doctor cheered as she placed your beautiful baby boy on your chest. Tears flowed freely from you and Eddie, your little man joining in eventually. “You did it, love! You’re incredible. I love you so much!” Eddie whispered against your forehead. He leaned over the side of your bed, staring at his newborn son as the nurses started cleaning him up a bit. “Wrinkly little thing, isn’t he?” he joked. “Edward! He’s perfect, wrinkly or not. I can’t believe he’s finally here.” While the doctor took care of you, Eddie was with the nurses and your son getting his official measurements and getting him all nice and cozy in a hat and blanket. Tears fell from the corners of your eyes as you watched Eddie talk sweetly to his son, beaming with pride when the baby boy gripped his pinky finger. He shouted over in your direction the baby’s length and weight, making you laugh at his stunned expression. “You really carried 8lbs 6oz inside of you?! How is that even possible!”

Seeing Eddie hold the precious little baby the two of you created was as amazing as you thought it would be. He stood at the foot of your bed, swaying back and forth trying to soothe the baby when he started getting fussy. Your phone was already filled with gobs of pictures of your little family, your favorite being one of Eddie touching his nose to his son’s with his eyes closed and a soft smile on his face. He caught you staring and walked over to your side. “How’s our little Mad King doing?” you spoke softly. “Good, I think. Might be getting hungry,” he replied as he placed the baby in your arms. “And how’s the big Mad King doing?” before Eddie responded, he leaned over and kissed your lips, pulling back afterwards and whispering against them, “I’m great little Mama, amazing actually. Thank you for this gift. Thank you for giving me a son and loving me. I’ll never forget this day as long as I live.”

[joannasteez]

pretty self explanatory. likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated. ENJOY!

in the “other works” link you can find other fics written for mayans mc, the punisher (marvel netflix series), the last of us, and the boys (amazon series)

all fics can also be found in the “joannasteez” tag

MULTI WRESTLER COLLEGE AU

are you still in love with me (cm punk)

ROMAN REIGNS

lavender based whispers in the villa | whispers in loud places nsfw alphabet fall, for me with me, the world is yours stay, please sing, just for me crying, laughing, loving, lying tanks of blood strong! shameful goodbye

JEY USO & CODY RHODES

to the victors go the spoils

CM PUNK & CODY RHODES

starship pain

CODY RHODES

edge adore almost blue

CM PUNK

sweet things heat headcanon some are made like this the aftermath

DAMIAN PRIEST

conejita | 2

EDDIE KINGSTON

sage

THE UNTITLED SERIES (stand alone's)

untitled one (roman reigns) untitled two (cody rhodes & roman reigns)

200 WORD CHALLENGE

with the sun (eddie kingston) citrus (roman reigns) vices (cm punk) just a dream (roman reigns)

OTHER WORKS

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Haunted House

Pairing: Eddie Kingston x female!reader, Jon Moxley x female!reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 932

Summary: Eddie and Mox lose a game of trivia which leads you to taking them to a haunted house because they claim they don’t get scared, but what you catch on camera says otherwise.

Warnings: None

A/N: This is Day 3 of the Season of Fluff 2023 prompt list that @katries created with the help of @mrsmatt Also, shout-out to @darqchilddaydreamz for the idea! 🧡

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Who would have ever thought that the Eddie Kingston and the Jon Moxley would get scared by a haunted house? Not you, but you were damn sure proud to have it on video.

“This is so stupid.” You heard Eddie grumble from behind you as led the way through the parking lot of the haunted house.

Jon shook his head and ran a hand over his face. “No, what’s stupid is you saying that the only way to….”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the bickering of the ‘married couple’ behind you. “Oh, come on guys, it’ll be fun!” You fell into step with the two men and nudged each man in the side. “If you get scared, I’ll hold your hand.” You snickered to which you received a pair of glaring looks.

After a twenty more minutes of waiting in line, the three of you finally reached the front. “It’s about time!” Eddie all but yelled. You rolled your eyes and paid for your ticket, waiting for the tough guys to hurry up.

The wait for your group’s turn was fairly short and soon enough the three of you were through the doorway and into the first room. The door slammed shut with a loud bang as a disembodied voice began talking about the legions of doctors looking for new patients. “Ooooh, I’m so scared.” Eddie mocked, rolling his eyes.

“Okay tough guy, since you’re not going to get scared, you get to be the leader.” You said, shoving Eddie towards the door from behind. You heard snickering from behind you causing you to whip around. “And you, Mister Moxley, can go behind me so whoever follows us can grab you since you’re so tough as well.” You state, pointing your finger at him. Like Eddie, Mox rolled his eyes but did as you said.

Once in line, the three of you headed into the next room. Each room got scarier as you continued, the special effects, sounds, and smells grew more and more intense and intricate. There was a room of ‘bodies’ hanging from the ceiling you had maneuver through, a room that was pitch black causing you to rely on touch, and a little spinning tunnel you had to get through. You noticed halfway through the haunted house that Mox and Eddie had become very quiet recently. Not so tough after all, are we?

You could sense the three of you were nearing the end as you caught a glimpse of groups dispersing as they neared what appeared to be the exit curtain. You were determined to scare Eddie and Mox before you reached the exit. As you looked around at the people dressed up, you spotted a big burly man with a chainsaw. That’s it! Now to figure out how to get the man to help you. You subtly let go of the back of Eddie’s hoodie and slipped behind Mox while he was analyzing the fake blood splattered all over the room. You were thankful that Mox hadn’t had a hold of you. Slowly you snuck away from your soon to be victims and towards the chainsaw man. You looked around and didn’t see any groups around and the boys were just out of earshot.

The man noticed you walking towards him. Staying in character, he tried to scare you but you weren’t fazed, you were on a mission. “I need your help with scaring those two guys over there. They claim they’re not scared and I have to scare them.” You told the chainsaw man who gave you wicked smile as he continued to stay in character. “You can decide what to do, you are the expert here.” The man nodded as he quietly slipped into the darkness off to the left you. This is going to be good.

You pulled out your phone to capture the moment on video and casually rejoined Eddie and Jon, who had no clue you had wondered off. You glanced over in the direction the chainsaw man went, you didn’t see him at first but subtle movements caught your eye. The man motioned for you to guide them around the corner to which you nodded in agreement.

It took a few minutes to get the guys around the corner but when you finally did, the man with the chainsaw let the guys pass as you quietly lingered at the corner. You pushed record right as the man jumped out revving his chainsaw a foot behind Mox and Eddie. Both men jumped and let out a shriek while you captured the glorious moment on camera. You were holding back laughter even as you watched Eddie whip around to throw a punch and Jon dragging him away.

“Thanks man!” You turned to the chainsaw guy, thrilled with what just happened, only to find him gone. You didn’t think much of it and headed to catch up with Eddie and Jon who were waiting at the exit. Before you could reach them a loud bang went off causing you to almost have a heart attack. You heard Eddie and Jon cackling. You finally reached them as their laughter finally died down. “I wouldn’t laugh too hard boys. I got something that proves the big bad tough guys can be scared.” You singsonged, waving your phone in the air and taking off through the exit and towards the car before either man (mostly Eddie) could grab it and delete your proof. Smartly thinking you texted Renee the video to which she responded with the cry laughing face emoji (🤣) with the words ‘I’m tagging along next time.’

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Eddie Kingston Taglist: @sheinthatfandom @janetreader @legit9thlunaticwarrior @springgirlwaiting4fall @rubyred1980 @jennifuz

Jon Moxley Taglist: @sheinthatfandom @siriuslyblackonback

[lokisivy]

Gorgeous- Eddie Munson

(part 1)

warning: semi-dark Eddie, Henderson reader.

burnt my fingers 2 times today now I'm writing with one hand. also, my cat is drinking from the cold water I made for my fingers

pov changes throughout the chapter

Senior year, my year, The Hendersons have a thing for blooming late. I already had a nice body, but I didn't expect it. My summer was basically gaining weight on my tits and ass not that I was complaining. I had the perfect body for my 18th birthday, but senior year will be the year everyone knows who I am.

"Are you nervous?" I asked Dustin. When I told him about hellfire he made me join so I could put in the good word to him and his friends. Eddie was the leader he was also in my English class I was tutoring him because his grades were falling down. It doesn't matter anyway he graduated I haven't talked to him since our last session He kissed me and I freaked out

"Kind of," he said nervously

"You got nothing to worry about you will be fine I'm there no one will dare to touch you."

I enter the doors of the high school with Dustin

"I will go find Mike and Lucas," he informed you giving him a small nodd

Something about this being the last chapter of your childhood made this so hard to process

you went to your locker to put your stuff and head to class.

"Last year huh you think anything freaky will happen," Robin said behind the locker door.

"Upside down freaky or high school freaky?" I giggled "Both." she answered

"Oh hell no, I'm not going through that again you got kidnapped by the Russians ." you started walking to your classes together

"It wasn't that bad"

"Sure" you laughed at her statement.

first classes ran faster than I expected as I headed to the cafeteria so Dustin wouldn't do the wrong thing to the wrong someone.

Until I bump into someone

"I'm sorry I didn't see you," I said before looking up. you recognised that cologne. "Eddie? aren't you supposed to be graduated?" my smile was bright it was like the sun had come after a rainy day.

I had a huge crush on Eddie. my heart just flutters or skips a beat when he is around. Since the last I saw him I didn't react well when he kissed me he took me by surprise he probably thinks i don't like him. Fuck me.

"I know, sweetheart. I'm asking myself the same question," he said, giving me that bright smile of his

"Come on, let's go to the cafeteria." he said, putting his arms around my shoulders.

Why is acting like nothing had happened last spring?

we sat at our table Eddie in front me on the side like the rest sat next or opposite.

"So Eddie I've been meaning to ask you, can my brother and his friends join hellfire they are pros at DnD." I said nervously

The group looked at you like you were about to get murdered you were confused, as Eddie was never rude or mean to you he did obtain a reputation for being a 'freak' but its not like like the guy was heartless

"Sure, bring them over," Eddie said, giving you a smile

You called Dustin and his friends to come over.

"Eddie, I'm Dustin' Y/Ns brother. It's a pleasure." Dustin said, pulling out his hands to shake Eddies, but eddie doesn't give his hands out.

"Sit down!" Eddie yelled at him

They all took a seat next to me. I gave Dustin, 'I told you, so look.' i warned him he was a little too much.

...

"So just meet me at the forest after school." I heard Eddie tell Chrissy from a distance. Your blood boiled, what are they doing? Are they going out? why do I care it doesn't matter.

You take your books out of the locker, and when you shut it - "Hey sweetheart." Eddie said, smirking at you. God, he is gorgeous. Can I say it to his face?

"Hi." You said plainly.

"Why are you upset my love cheer up we are graduating this year." he said smiling. my stomach filled with butterflies

My love.

"I am graduating. you I'm not so sure." you left leaving him there

did he do something wrong? Was he coming off strong? not strong enough?

he wanted you to know he liked you he flirts with you all the time but you always seem to be scared or nervous. he was even nice to you about Dustin joining DnD.

while you were walking to class Eddie grabbed your waist and lead you to a closet.

"Have I upset you, sweetheart? Why are you abrupt? " said, pining you against the door arms next to your body knowing you would try to leave.

''You should take it as a compliment,'' you said

He chuckles god he had such a deep voice it made heat rise in my tummy. he doesn't know that fucking ruined me for anyone else I could only think about him if it wasn't for the upside-down shit that happened in the summer I would've sunk down and died. seeing him with Crissy made me jealous and Im so fucking furious at him for making me feel this way.

"You should go. You wouldn't want Chrissy to know you in a closet with me," I said, looking up at him, his face leaning down his arms on the door behind me.

"You are mad because of a drug deal? chicks smoke weed, you should know." his face is coming closer to yours. He is referring to the time he made me try weed for the first time because I was curious how it felt like.

"I know that," you said breathlessly as he leaned further into my ears

"Then what's the problem princess?" He whispered

"You don't know how long I've waited for you to have you burn in jealousy for me like that," he said, his voice deeper than normal, twirling a string of curls on my hair.

huh?

"Eddie..." I said trying to breathe properly

"There is nothing I hate more than I can't have" His lips are so close to mine that I'm almost gonna faint from the air being so thick

"I want to fuck you so hard against this door while everyone outside hears your moans and knows who you belong to" His voice goes lower. He hovers his lips above my neck, "Do you want that princess?

"What -"

"Answer me!" he bangs his hands beside my head making me flinch from the loud noise.

The tension was rising it was like my brain was fogged with his scent his voice. his hand trails down my neck grabbing it enough to cause a moan out of me, "Did I stutter sweetheart?"

I was taken aback I didn't think he actually wanted an answer. "Yes, I want that Eddie" I finally answered.

[thesupreme316]

hiiiiii I hope you have a amazing day,

I was wondering how the Aew boys react if someone try to use you against them like during the matches with them or in backstage with them busy with a other match ( like the attacker interrupt the match to show you being attacked) , I hope this makes sense 😭

i gotchuuuuu sweetheartttt

AEW Stars React To: You Being Attacked by Their Opponents

Pairings: Kenny Omega X Reader, Ricky Starks X Reader, Hook X Reader, Darius Martin X Reader, Nick Wayne X Reader, Daniel Garcia X Reader, Eddie Kingston X Reader

Word Count: 1.2K

Supreme Speaks: Thanks to anon for this request (YALL KEEP EM COMING), this was really fun and a little bit different than how I typically post these. please know that you are loved and appreciated

Warnings: ANGST and fluff but ANGST, GIFS are NOT mine, not proofread

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

**Every person has their own backstory (in a wrestling world where I am a fantastic booker/producer) and the person who attacked them are in ()**

Eddie Kingston (BCC)

This happened during Eddie’s match against Christian Cage

Eddie didn’t want you out there in fear that Christian might rizz you up (or even Luchasurus no judgment)

So as he’s about to finish the match; the titantron shows up with you on the floor as Wheeler Yuta and Claudio tower over you

Eddie goes berserk; he no longer cares about the match; fuck the match

He leaves the match to rush to your aid with a kendo stick; whacking and cursing anyone who dares get in the way

He gets to you and hits Claudio and Wheeler as they run away; he holds you with so much care and curses himself out too

“Fuck Claudio and his Yorkie bitch! Fuck, I should have kept an eye on you doll. I’m sorry, it’s my fault”

Legit feels bad about the situation (it almost reduces him to tears) as you are put in an ambulance

Looks at Mox and says “You betta pray that she’s okay or Renee won’t be able to recognize her husband”

Darius Martin (Kingdom)

Okay hear me out; the Kingdom attacks you and then throws you on stage during Darius’ match to distract him

He looks at Action Andretti and Matt Sydal as they tell him to check on you; Darius goes with you backstage as doctors check on you

He’s silent….which is unusual and almost unsettling for you; he’s really taking everything to heart and is angrily simmering

“I’m so sorry that they dragged you into my mess, but I promise I will fix this”

He really feels remorseful about everything and certainly disappointed with himself that he allowed this to happen

Next week; he comes out with a chair and whoops ass

But I think he would go so far to the point where Andretti and Matt have to come out and say stop

He calms down and sits with you backstage for the rest of the show (he prolly will never take his eyes off you again)

Hook (Jack Perry)

Mans is fucking up everyone in sight

Bad enough that Jack took his title and refused to give him a rematch; so Hook is wrestling a jobber

As Hook has his opponent in the Redrum; Jack pops up on the screen with Anna Jay who is just choking you out (wish it was me)

Hook keeps the submission on long enough for the bell to ring before zooming backstage; just as Anna and Jack getaway

He is livid and starts throwing people left and right until he realizes that you are still on the ground

I think he feels exposed at the fact you were attacked cause he really does care about you

He helps you up and is visibly upset; vows to get revenge but then has a better idea

Two weeks later; he returns with you in tow and you two start WHOOPING THOSE TRICKS (to the point where the FTW championship is on the line in a tag team match; ex Edge and Kelly Kelly vs Dolph Ziggler and Laycool)

Nick Wayne (Swerve)

THIS SWEET BABY

He honestly doesn’t know what to think (and what he did to deserve Swerve hating him so much)

I feel like as soon as he sees your unconscious self on the screen, he would immediately dash backstage (like Eddie)

He would run up to your body “Y/N! Are you okay?” Before getting attacked by Swerve and AR Fox; who would then be run off by Best Friends

As he falls to the ground and when he wakes up, Nick would think that he’s a failure (DESPITE NOTHING IS HIS FAULT)

It would really take you constantly reassuring him that he was fine and nothing is his fault

“Yeah sure, but if I can’t protect you from attacks; then what kind of a man and wrestler am I?”

Like Darius, Nick would never allow you to leave his sight

Not until he ended this feud with Swerve

Kenny Omega (Will Ospreay)

Kenny would be that person who would just fill his mind continuously

During his match against Jon Moxley (sorry), The United Empire shows up with you about to go through a table

He turns his attention as Jon rolls him up and wins; Kenny immediately runs to the back

The Bucks attack the group and you are dropped on the floor (not through the table); you have no injuries

As he approaches backstage, mans is worried and anxiety has filled his body

Subconsciously declares war with Opsreay and will allow guilt to take over his mind

“I swear to you that Ospreay, that son of a bitch, will pay for this shit. And he will literally pay for your therapy (bitch take the free therapy plz)”

So much to the point where he’s not smiling anymore and treats every match like a deathmatch

Tbh, as long as Will shows up, Kenny will attack him without fail

Ricky Starks (CM Punk/The Factory)

OKAY LISTEN TO ME I believe that CM Punk would do some fucked up shit (as a true heel)

So during after Ricky’s match on Collision (who hasn’t seen you all night), Punk would show the footage of you being attacked by The Factory

But then he would say; “but that was earlier tonight”

And then BAM Punk attacks Ricky from behind and leaves him the ring

Ricky is upset at himself for not recognizing that you were missing all night and mad that he allowed Punk to attack him and you

Immediately checks on you and apologizes profusely

“I’m so sorry; I should have noticed, I should have made sure you were beside me-” “Ricky, you have been saying I’m sorry for the past hour” “Because I am!”

Would cut a vicious promo on Punk that embarrassed and angered him at the same time

Vows to get his revenge and starts it by attacking Punk

Daniel Garcia (Chris Jericho)

OKAY WOULD LOVE TO DO A POST ON HOW I WOULD BOOK DANNY’S EXIT FROM JAS

Danny is on the verge of leaving the JAS due to differences and Chris’ power trips, and you are his escape from it all

Chris knows this and tries to use it to his advantage; he tries to talk to you about Danny and keeping him in the JAS

To which you disagree and say it’s his decision; to which he got angry….and to which he may or may not have hit you with the baseball bat (CAUSE HE’S A JACKASS)

All of this was shown during Daniel and Sammy’s tag team match; Danny immediately jumped down from the apron (essentially leaving Sammy hanging) and ran to the back

He would be so angry that he would quit the JAS right then and there

Time skip, you were okay; when Danny told you the news, you were happy but you wouldn’t show it to him, asking him if he was sure

“Y/N, your safety, and well-being is more important to me than Jericho’s trash ass club. And it always will be.”

The following weeks are filled with confrontations until Daniel joins the BCC (who are not complete assholes in this universe)

HES FREE

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk

[daddyhausen]

ooo remember this gem of a conversation?

tyler takes reader to meet his family for the first time and taz already loves her.

“THATS MY FUTURE DAUGHTER-IN-LAW GOTDAMNIT”

• meeting his family headcannons — hook •

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{ masterlists } | { aew masterlist } | { hook masterlist }

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{ warnings } — none

{ word count } — 139

{ pairing } — fem!reader x hook

{ genre } — fluff

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he was honestly more worried than you were 

given how eccentric his parents could be 

especially his father 

it was you who was offering constant reassurance to him

he’d be sat in his parents driveway wrecked with nerves 

knuckles turning bone white as his grip tightened around the steering wheel

so much so that you had to physically pry his fingers from around it 

to no one’s surprise, his parents loved you 

despite tyler’s initial thoughts 

his mother and yourself bonded rather quickly 

she gave the usual embarrassing details about tyler’s childhood 

and don’t forget his baby pictures! 

she could not help but be overcome with joy seeing they way tyler and yourself interacted.

his father was ecstatic, proclaiming that tyler should marry you as soon as possible 

simply because he would love to have you as a daughter-in-law 

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[bbygirlky18]

Could you do a fic of the reader and Eddie Kingston or Damian Priest, where he is possessive over her and he gets mad jealous that Hook or Finn Balor is flirting with her? Fluff or smut is fine. Whatever makes you comfortable. I'm not sure what wrestlers you write for. If you don't write for the ones I mentioned I'll happily change it. Have a wonderful night dear 😊

The Archer's Girl! Damian Priest

Damian Priest x y/n

Warnings: Fluff!!

Word Count: 311

A/N: This request was sent in by @serpantscorpio8497. @serpantscorpio8497 I haven't for AEW wrestlers yet so right now it's mostly WWE wrestlers. Thank you for saying that you would change even though I would've found a way to make it work lol.

Y/n is your name

@serpantscorpio8497 hope you love it.

Y/n was minding her own business in the locker room of the WWE when a tall figure blocked her path. She sighed, recognizing the man when she looked up - Damian Priest. Damian had acquired a possessive attitude towards Y/n since meeting her a few weeks prior, but Y/n didn't mind as she found his attempts to be quite endearing.

'Hey,' Y/n said, placing her hand on his chest. 'What's up?'

Damian wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her close. His gaze shifted to the doorway and his expression immediately changed. Knowing exactly what his jealous expression meant, Y/n followed his gaze to the doorway. There, standing in the doorway, was Finn Balor.

Y/n looked back up at Damian, who had now shifted from possessive to red-hot jealous. She couldn't help but giggle. Y/n tutted as she placed her hands on either side of Damian's face.

'It's just Finn, handsome. He never flirts with me,' Y/n said.

'I know,' Damian muttered, allowing Y/n to redirect his attention away from Finn and back to her. Y/n softly ran her thumb across Damian's cheek before leaning in to give him a comforting kiss on the cheek.

The touch of her lips seemed to calm Damian's possessive nature and he pulled her close, allowing her to forget all about Finn Balor and become completely consumed in their selfish little world together. Damian's hands gently caressed her body as he kissed her slowly and lovingly, proving that he savored every inch of her body with his own.

When they finally pulled apart, Damian kept Y/n close. His hands loosely draped around her waist and his nose nuzzled her neck as he pressed his forehead against hers. In that moment, Y/n realized that his possessive nature was nothing but a result of Damian loving her so deeply.

-I hope you guys enjoyed this! I loved writing this! Love you guys <333333

[dirtywresling102]

Can I request a female reader x Eddie Kingston? Maybe they're head over heels in love with Eddie and he's just absolutely clueless about it but it's very obvious to everyone they work with. Maybe he likes her too but doesn't think it's possible for a girl like her to love someone like him? Thank you :))

Pairing: Eddie Kingston x Female!Reader

Warnings: Crushes, Fluff, Clueless!Eddie, Self-Conscious!Eddie

Imagines: Open

"She's staring at you, just go talk to her." Mox said to Eddie.

Eddie looked over at you in the corner of his eye. You were with your group of friends obviously spaced out and staring at him. "She's not lookin' at me, she's thinkin'." Eddie huffed, going back to wrapping his wrist tape.

"Open your fuckin' eyes man. You like her, she likes you, everyone knows it." Jon called out. Eddie's face burned with embarrassment.

"Look Jonny, ain't no women like her likin' a sleezy street rat boy from New York like myself." Eddie pointed at himself.

"Girl, will you just go talk to him. The whole fucking locker room knows you two wanna fuck." Anna Jay said, she didn't even have to look up from her phone to know that you were staring at Eddie Kingston while he was placing wrist tape on and talking to his best friend, Jon Moxley.

"I- I don't wanna fuck him." You exclaimed a little too loudly only for you to quickly place a hand over your mouth. "I don't wanna fuck him." You repeated in a softer tone.

"That's not what your 'fuck me' eyes say." She laughed.

"Maybe one day I'll talk to him." You stood there, giving one last, admiring Eddie. "That day is not today." You quickly bolted away from Anna before she could grab your wrist and drag you towards your crush.

[the--blackdahlia]

Ring Crew (Jon Moxley x Eddie Kingston)

Title: Ring Crew

Summary: Eddie gets him and Mox in trouble.

Warnings: Minor language. Fluff

“This is all your fucking fault, King,” Mox grumbled as he unloaded gear from the box. If he wouldn’t have gotten involved, hadn’t opened his mouth, he wouldn’t be lugging around Chikara crates and making sure everything was in order.

“My fault? How the hell is this my fault?” Eddie asked as he checked the ropes. “If Claudio didn’t have such a punchable face…”

“Well, if it was his fault, he’d be here helping us instead of hanging out with Fire Ant and Chuck Taylor.”

“Well, you didn’t have to help. I had everything under control.”

“Claudio had you in a headlock and your face was turning purple. What was I supposed to do? Go get popcorn and see how long it took you to fucking pass out?” Mox slammed the trunk shut before going to tie on the turnbuckles. “Couldn’t let you get suspended again. I don’t think you want to go work at a gas station or ask your mom for money.”

“Leave my ma outta this,” Eddie growled.

“Shit, sorry.” They were both quiet for a minute before Mox spoke up again. “Everything ok?”

“Peachy.” Eddie wouldn’t look at him, but Mox knew something was bothering him. MOx wasn’t exactly the best at conveying emotion, and he had been known to skip out when people started talking about their feelings, but this was different. This was Eddie.

“What’s wrong?”

“I told you, everything is fine. For fucks sake Mox.” Eddie grumbled. Mox stared at the older man. Eddie could feel his eyes burning a hole into him. He sighed. “Really wanna know what’s wrong?”

“Yeah.” Mox nodded. He might be a hardass, and kinda a dick at times, but he did care about Eddie.

“Money’s tight at home. Ma tries to act like everything’s fine, but my brother told me all about it.” Eddie sighed. “I don’t want to give her any more of a reason to worry about me. She’s got enough on her plate, and I’m not there near enough to help.”

“Why didn’t you say something?” Mox asked.

“What are you going to do? You’re not in much better shape than I am.” Eddie shrugged.

“Well, you could at least talk to me. You know I’m your friend.”

“Yeah, I know.” Eddie nodded. Mox decided to do something brave, even for him. Something that would probably result in a punch to the face.

He grabbed Eddie’s arm and pulled him to him for a kiss.

And surprisingly, the punch never came. Instead, confusion turned into understanding as Eddie kissed Mox back. After what seemed like a lifetime, but more likely was only a minute, the two separated. Eddie had a grin on his face.

“About damn time.” Eddie chuckled. “Just thought I’d have to kiss you first.”

“Did you lie about that stuff with your ma just so I’d kiss you?”

“No, but it did get a good outcome.” Eddie chuckled. “Come on, let’s go finish this up. I’d like to try out this kissing thing some more.” For the first time in his life, he saw Jon Moxley blush. Maybe fighting with Claudio wasn’t so bad after all.

[midwestmade29]

Unexpected 🩵 (Part 2)

I’m having a lot of fun with this one! Part 2 is fluff and covers the moment you tell Eddie your big news! 🥰

Word count: 1,101 Divider by: @saradika-graphics

Due to the mature themes throughout, minors do not interact. if you’re under the age of 18, please KEEP SCROLLING.

Part 2 disclaimers: Cursing, sickness, mention of pregnancy tests, pregnancy. An obstetrician is a doctor who cares for people who are pregnant and delivers babies. Read at your own discretion.

Be sure to read [Part 1] first 🙂

The GIF I used hit me right in the feels 🥺

Is Eddie’s reaction to your pregnancy announcement everything you hoped it would be?

Today was the day that you were going to tell Eddie the big news. He’s going to be a daddy! You had kept the “little secret” quiet for over a week while you waited on 2 special packages to arrive. You had to play it cool when he grew concerned about you still not feeling well. “Maybe you should go to the doctor? See what’s up and get some answers. I hate seeing my girl feel so shitty. Come on, it’ll make both of us feel better if you give them a call.” He pleaded. “If I don’t feel better by tomorrow, I promise I’ll schedule an appointment. Deal?” When Eddie was satisfied with your answer, you changed the subject. “So, when did you say you’ll be home later?” “I don’t know for sure. Depends on what the boys are trying to get into today. You need me for something? I can bring you food if you want. There’s gotta be something in this city you can keep down.” He noticed your mind was in a different place when you didn’t answer him right away. “You good? You seem off. I can call the boys and reschedule if you need me here. They know my girl comes first!” “No, no! I’m fine, really. You go and enjoy your time with them, and I’ll see you when you get back.” It took a little more convincing, but eventually Eddie followed through with his afternoon plans. Once you were sure he was gone, you checked outside for any packages and sure enough, the ones you had been waiting on had been delivered! You shrieked with excitement when you pulled the custom onesie out of its box, marveling at how tiny and cute it was! You immediately grabbed the 2nd box and pulled out what had to be the world’s smallest New York Yankees hat that you knew Eddie would go crazy for. You held both little items against your chest as you fought back tears, complete joy overtaking you. Thoughts of Eddie and his tall frame holding a tiny baby- your tiny baby you created together tugged at your heartstrings, images of a blue-eyed toddler bouncing on his shoulders as he walked with them through an arena, and Eddie and your child staying up late watching old wrestling matches together while they talk about them and watch in awe. You could get lost in these thoughts forever! In a few short months, your thoughts would become your reality.

Time seemed to go by fast as you found ways to keep yourself busy. Eddie’s surprises were nestled inside the gift box you neatly wrapped along with a positive pregnancy test you took earlier just for the occasion. Now you were lounging on the couch, googling everything baby related in between dozing off and fighting off waves of nausea. At the top of your list of things you needed to find was a good obstetrician! Any friends you had with kids lived states away, so they wouldn’t be able to help. After opening one too many tabs on you phone, you heard keys jingle in the front door making your heart leap into your throat. You were nervous about telling Eddie, even though you knew you really didn’t have anything to worry about. He was going to be the best daddy and the rest of the details would work themselves out. Eddie greeted you with a big hug and kiss and asked you how you were feeling. “A little better after laying down for a while. What’d you bring home? It actually smells good!” your head nodded towards the bag of food that sat on the kitchen counter. “I was near your favorite Chinese food place and thought I’d pick some up on the off chance you’d be up for it. If it smells good to you, that’s gotta be a good sign, right?” You smiled at his sweetness, and he returned the sentiment. Eddie unloaded the bag while you got napkins, drinks, and your present for him. “What’s this love? Did I forget a holiday or some shit?” he asked puzzled, causing you to laugh at his expression. “No, you didn’t forget anything silly. I got you a little something just because. Go ahead and open it!” your heart hammered against your chest when he tore into the wrapping paper. “You know you didn’t need to get me anything. I’m just happy that-“Eddie stopped in the middle of his sentence when he pulled the lid off the box and examined the contents inside. For once in his life, Eddie was speechless! You started to squirm in your seat as he sat across from you unmoving, just staring into the box with his mouth open. “Aren’t you going to take the stuff out and see what it is?” Still in his trance, he pulled the tiny Yankees hat out first and sat it on the table. Next was the pregnancy test that caused his eyes to widen when he saw the two pink lines. He sat it down next to the hat, still not saying a word or making a sound.

When he got to the onesie, he pulled it out and held it in the air as he read what it said. His eyes immediately welled with tears when they scanned over the words “Baby Kingston is All Elite.” You interrupted the silence as you explained a small detail on the onesie, “I had them add the little crown hanging on the K in Kingston since their daddy is the Mad King. I would’ve told you sooner, but I wanted to make it special. The hat and the onesie were delivered today.” “So, this is the reason why you haven’t been feeling well lately? You…you’re…pregnant?” he mumbled. You were hesitant to respond since you couldn’t gage what he was feeling, but you nodded your head yes and spoke the words that nearly brought Eddie to his knees, “You’re going to be a daddy!” He stood abruptly, pulling you in his arms and spinning you around in the air. Laughter and cheers filled the kitchen, happy tears staining yours and Eddie’s cheeks! “So, you’re not upset? I know we didn’t plan on having a kid right now, and it changes a lot of things-“Eddie stopped you before you could ramble on, “Upset? Hell no baby! I’m far from it! Yeah, sure we weren’t expecting for this to happen right now, but we’ll figure it out together. There’s a little piece of me and a little piece of you in there now, and that’s just amazing.”

[joannasteez]

sage

pairing: eddie kingston x black reader warning: lovey dovey smut. minors pls dni! authors note: this one is for my eddie girls lol word count: 1900 tagging: @harmshake @kill-the-artiste

brooklyn is quiet. the slow lazy drone of his car engine and soft to skirt steps as bleary nightlife party goers usher themselves along the street. brooklyn is quiet. annoyingly so. eddie itching to make it to your three story walk up. a right turn and then a left. a few miles of a drive and the slothful change of red street lights. his shoulders stiff and his eyes a little lower than usual. exhaustion rife. near a full consumption. but eddie is a stubborn prick about the things he wants. fights against himself as he makes his hands to parallel park. the short quick lock of his car before he's out and prepping tired bones for a trifling trek up too old steps. his head shaking. a wry smile and disbelief. fitting his car into too tight ass spaces—some people just couldn't fucking park to save a life—and begging his weary over wrestled body to endure the creaky and slightly tattered steps of an old brick house. 

some woman you are. and some fucking storm of adoration he's in. taking messy interstate highway traffic on the chin. slim bits of road rage and the calm delicate memory of your skin to appease the natural heat of his nature. 

the key you got made for him twisting in the door. a soft entry. your place still and smelling of warm vanilla. his tongue running hot and mindless at his lip, shuffling slow into your bedroom. body delicate and sleeping. light deep breaths and the wrap over of fine silk against your body. curled into the fluff of a pillow. 

his fingers itching. shoes forgotten as he steps up towards the bed. palms gentle, taking to the silk of the robe that covers your belly. a caressing shift of his hand, something delicate and lacking urgency. his mouth close to the heat of your skin as it runs over. pursing light to kiss along the sweet exposure of your neck. a tight jump of a reaction, your hands grabbing, pulled out of sleep. nails sinking in before they settle. "eddie", you sigh. still attempting to pull yourself from that harsh lingering drowsiness. your touch growing loving. soothing over where your nails had bitten into him. his thick fingers playing at curling into you, a knee dipping into the bed. his cap falling off along the sheets. lips going still, up the line of your neck till they linger at your jaw. gentle takes at your skin. his chest bursting hot with content as your sigh into the sweetness he gives. 

"missed you mama", he gives. a tender rasp that makes your skin shiver. his mouth spreading to a teasing little smile. intent lively in his hand as it roams. over soft silk till its reaching to hide at your inner thighs. warm and supple. your throat singing soft. feeling the generous weight of it.

your lips find his. pillowy and tender as they purse for a kiss. your thighs rubbing against the hold of his palm. a soft moan that undulates over him. legs parting slight. settling further into the plush of the bed. 

"missed you", airy before it delves into another little song of pleasure. a moan that heats his cheeks. your hands reaching to run along his beard. tongue slipping to wet your lips. a slight against his mouth that invites him to groan for you. "didn't realize i was sleep", you give. nailing at the fresh cut of his hair. 

"s'alright". a short pat to your leg before he leaves you splayed along the bed. riled up and wanting. eyes low and lingering along his little maneuvers around your room. free and comfortable with an easy undress of his clothes. short burly grunts as he feels his muscles tense and flame up sore. your lashes giving him a sweet batting flutter. rolling over on your belly. face in your hands. staring at him with an overly hot intentions. "m'feelin that green though", he says. chin jutting to point out the color of your silk robe. a mellow sage color that attempts to match the color of his eyes.

his shirt and pants forgotten. steps padding to your bathroom. the sweet tired carry of your voice tugging the base of his belly. a sound he wouldn't mind hearing more often. "s'more to feel underneath it". and he can hear the smile over your words. toying with his sore exhaustion till its a mere faint thing playing along his body. coaxing him to endure for the sake of something lighter than wrestling born injuries. his imagination threatening to run wild amidst the quiet of your bathroom. "is that right?" eddie gives. shower running fast and warm as it steps in.

a faint "yeah", blending with the rain over of the water. his movements quick and efficient. letting the heat of the water and the cleanse of your little minty soap subdue him enough till he's toweling off to meet you back on the bed. your robe forgotten. idle along the floor. his palms nearly filled to the brim with impatience as he draws back the covers. a silent maneuvering, skin slipping against skin, his back propped up along your nest of pillows as you settle atop his lap. 

the quiet of the night filling with the wet slip of your mouth against his. a shifting caress along your thighs and the steady growth of heavy breaths. thick fingers everywhere they can touch, prying and slotting till they skim under the pretty pastel sage of your panties. a cautioned touch seeking to breathe life back into the stillness of his memory. wrestling and traveling forcing a slight forgetfulness. but such simple touches is all he needs. the take of your hot needy tongue and the roll over of your hips. thin panties teasing up against the cotton of his boxers till he's groaning and firming up the gentleness of his touch. lips a little less easy and the lick of his tongue more amorous. 

eddie groans. takes a deep fall into his well of adoration. feels a squeezing in his chest and the skid of a shiver up his spine. your thumbs pressing into the grey-black of his beard. lips a deep twist along his till they break. your breaths heavy as he finds sensitive skin to nip at. a trail along the vanilla scent of your neck. 

"love holdin you", his words slipping over your skin. lips pushing into your pulse as he mumbles ardently. "love feelin you all up on me". 

your hips rock into him. fragile panties roughing up against the thick ache of his dick. a sucker for his little words of affirmation. but you've always been that way. subdued easy by his coarse tone and lax demeanor. eager for the full consumption of his touch and his late night mumbling passions. his fingers hot everywhere still. a quick unclasp of your bra before its tossed and forgotten. the bristle of his beard running up against your tender skin. mouth leaving a wet trail in the wake of lingering kisses. tongue led and nipping slight to beautify already beautiful skin. 

his intentions lead him faithfully. the thick pads of overworked fingers taking to a gentleness that melts you into him. firm and secure as he peels away your panties to slot against the slick quiver of your slit. lower lips working to open without much hesitancy as your hips chase the run of them. his mouth finding yours again. never being able to stray too far before they tingle needy and impatient. searching for the fullness that riles them to grow sloppy and singleminded. the wispy charm of moans too broken to be whole working to perform a sweet ache in his belly. throbbing hot and ready as your hips work with a greater fervor. chasing the prod of his fingers. 

"what else do you love?"  your palms cradling his head to keep him close. seeking the security of his adoration. lapping lazily at his tongue. making him dizzy. 

his lips pull away. a short break from their cling to you before his beard his running against your cheek. an aimless knock of his nose against yours as he slips further through the growing mess of your slit. middle and ring fingers gently teasing as they make to dip into you before a sneaky retreat. a cyclic process that dismembers your patience and reduces your little pleasured songs to whines. lips swollen as you search for his again. hips dragging still for friction. for the press of his hard achy dick. another little whine that lets him know just how desperate you are for him.

"love this pretty little face of yours", eddie gives. 

tender kisses to your jaw. your hands cradling him still. 

"love your pretty face too".

and he snorts. thinks you're too deep and lost in him to realize your strange stringing together of words. 

"my mug?", mouth against the seam of yours. "yeah fuckin right".

"m'being serious eddie". your eyes falling into him. the cradle about his head less loose and aimless. fixed in.

a stutter in his chest, the short irregularity just as sweet as your mouth. 

"i hear you baby", taken by the severity of your eyes. the support they give your words. "i hear you". 

a sigh of relief as your body performs good for him. always so good and pliant. dripping messily and clinging desperate as he slots his fingers into you. a surety coming with such deft ministrations. a groan singing heavily from his chest as he roughs you closer. a thick hand prying till they spread you further. an angle that makes the wet stroke of his fingers easier. his tongue lapping at your pulse as your hips grind to fuck against his fingers. his teeth giving into the skin to nip and tug. lazy melodic moans breaking off into the breathy quiet of the room. adoration taking to mix amongst the cool green of his eyes. something like butterfly's bullying his belly, but the feeling lacks that classic shyness so easily attached to it. a heated burden that neither makes him skittish or unsure. settling to live there as you rock over him. your clit messy and swollen as it rushes over the fabric of his briefs. and fuck, maybe the burden is just the overwork of his nerves. body exhausted and sensitive in its own right. 

he'd barely touched you yet and you him. and already he's on the precipice of coming undone like a fucking teenager.

an amused little smile painting into your chest as his head falls there. kissing the hard bud of a nipple. tongue lapping and your pussy clenching along with such a delicious sensation. surrendering to such a sweet burning as you moan still atop him. 

his fingers working diligent still. deepening as they stroke against that wet tender spot that forces your resolve to deadened. legs opening over him more. a steady rhythm in your hips. face tucking into his neck as you kiss and curse delicate at his skin. working yourself to a sweet finish. 

"forgot how soft and warm you are", he rasps. shifting along the pillows to lay against them. "love the way she opens up for me". 

beautiful as ever. fully consumed. pretty lips parted as your jaw goes lax. "right there baby", small and fragile. slipping into the air faint and pleading. 

and who is he not to oblige? who is he not to please you well? 

"yeah? got you feelin good huh?"

"yes". you groan. a light seize over him as you pulse and shudder. soaking his fingers as he strokes you to work through release. catching at his lips for a sleepy kiss. sloppy tongue and your hips rutting still. the night quiet save for the coupling of groans. 

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

The following are fics written in participation of @katries Season of Fluff prompts!

🍂🎃🦃☕️🧡🖤

Pumpkin Picking — Wheeler Yuta (AEW)

Leaf Piles — Nick Amaro feat. Zara (SVU)

Haunted Houses — Eddie Kingston & Jon Moxley (AEW)

Stolen Sweater — Opie Winston (SOA)

Rainy Days — Joe Velasco (SVU)

Carnival — Nick Jackson (AEW) *coming soon*

[beccalovesyu]

Masterlist <3

started: 6/6/24

last updated: 6/12/24

total fics: 2

masterlist for my fics

• Who I write for:

Wrestling -

~ men:

AEW :

- hook

- Wheeler Yuta

- Daniel Garcia

- Nick Wayne

- Austin Gunn

- Colten Gunn

- Dante Martin

- Darius Martin

- Ricky starks

- Will Osprey

- MJF

- Swerve Strickland

- Darby Allin

- Adam Page

- Danhausen

- Eddie Kingston

- Griff Garrison

- Isiah Kassidy

- Jack Perry

- Katsuyori Shibata

- Kenny Omega

- Lee Moriarty

- Max Caster

- Orange Cassidy

- Powerhouse Hobbs

- Wardlow

WWE:

- Austin Theory

- Carmelo Hayes

- Dominik Mysterio

- LA Knight

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Outer banks-

~ men:

- John B Routledge

- JJ Maybank

- Rafe Cameron

- Pope Hayward

- Barry

Stranger things -

~ men:

- Steve Harrington

- Billy Hargrove

- Eddie Munson

( even if who u want to request isn’t on my list still ask bc I prob forgot ppl + these are the ppl im most comfortable writing for so I might still do people off the list < 3 )

How to request: go to my page and press the “ Hey 💋 ” button put 1. Who you want me to write for 2. What genre 3. U can go into detail if u want 🫶

(S)= smut

(A)= Angst

(F)= fluff

AEW:

HOOK: Hooked on a feeling (F) (A) [ pt.1 ]

Nick Wayne the secret (F)

WWE:

OUTER BANKS:

STRANGER THINGS:

[debbiechanclub]

debbiechanclub's smutober (sort of)

okay, folks. historically, i am awful at filling writing requests. HOWEVER. i want to challenge myself and i've gotten into writing smut lately so i've decided to open up smutober requests! and i'm letting y'all know a whole month early to give myself more than enough time to actually fulfill them.

here's how it will work:

✦ unfortunately, i don't have the time/i write too damn slow to do a fic for every single day of october, so i will only be doing 8 requests (however, if by some miracle i have time to do so, i will fulfill more) ✦ send me a prompt from this list and the name of ONE wrestler. i will only do one wrestler per prompt, but feel free to send multiple requests! ✦ i will select the prompts to be written on a first come, first serve basis AND based off which ones i like best. in other words: if you ask for a wrestler you know i like, the more likely it is to get written (fyi, this doesn't just mean war dogs!) ✦ requests will be posted on AO3 and locked to users, but linked here

i hate to be selective, but at the same time i know my motivation and i simply can't write for people just because someone requests it, so thank you for understanding!

wrestlers i will not write for so don't bother:

darby allin.

cm punk.

eddie kingston. i have no problem writing fluff for him (and i have), but no interest in writing smut for him. sorry, eddie girlies.

and that's about it! send in your requests, and if you have any questions, just ask!

[thesupreme316]

darius martin x female reader. the reader works for aew as a part of the creative team and one day she makes a mistake in the match card which causes sammy guevara to yell in her face and give her an anxiety attack, however darius is there to comfort her and *almost* attack sammy bc he's in loooove with the reader. ends in a relationship?

Favorite Girl (Darius Martin x Fem!Reader):

Genre: Fluff, Angst, FriendstoLovers

Summary: When you suffer from an anxiety attack, Darius knows what to do to calm you down.

Word Count: 1,785

Supreme Speaks: hehe, sooo this is a long one (probably the longest I've ever written). anywhoosies, I hope @hooks-martin and everyone else enjoy it. I put images in this imagine (something I might start doing for the rest of my fics) ALSO, i hope everyone is doing well and remember you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread, mentions of anxiety attacks

Taglist (if you wanna be a part of it, lemme know): @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @triscillal @sheinthatfandom @diabloguapos @wwenhlimagines

Growing up, you always wanted to work in television production. And you always wanted to be a wrestler. So when you were deciding your future career goals (and figuring out you weren’t that athletic), you decided to combine the two and wanted to become a promoter or producer in a wrestling company. After just graduating from college and working the independent wrestling scene since you were 16 as a manager, you soon got calls to work backstage at different companies. Then at 22 years old, you were signed by All Elite Wrestling.

At the fastest-growing pro-wrestling promotion, your roles in the company include creative writer and creative producer. So basically, you help out with storylines and the gimmicks of wrestlers and personnel. Even though for the most part wrestlers create their promos and “scripts” by themselves, they still have to ask for the okay and help now and then. As you are the mentee of your boss, Tony Kahn, you are hit with tasks every day: getting coffee, talking to talent about their storylines, approving promo topics, running meetings about how storylines should go, and explaining to Eddie Kingston why he cannot stab Claudio.

You were a friendly face amongst the talent and other backstage hands as you were the delicate words to Tony’s rough actions. And then with you being one of the youngest members of AEW’s personnel, everyone saw you as their little sister; The Young Bucks, Kenny Omega, Ricky Starks, Renee Paquette, Dustin Rhodes; even Jon Moxley and Eddie Kingston adore you. As you walked into the arena for AEW Rampage, you were stopped by your best friend, Skye Blue (who helped you with the drink tray as you had held two bags).

“Girl, you look like an intern from New York,” Skye said giggling.

You sighed, “I might as well as be one. Tony has been moving at level 100 this past week. Ratings and pressure from the locker room have been getting to him lately.”

“What do you have to do today?”

“Umm, finalize matches on the card, talk to Max about his rap, create an outline for the creative meeting, listen to MJF rant for ten minutes again,” you were cut off by your cell phone alerting you about a text, you read your screen and continue to talk. “And talk Eddie out of murdering someone.”

Skye laughed, “Sounds like a full day. But I’m surprised to hear that your day doesn’t include one person.”

“Who?” You asked as Skye stopped in her tracks. “What?” She just raised her eyebrows and winked in response. Your eyes widened as you realized who she was talking about. “Shut up!” You started walking faster to the backstage table for producers.

Skye was talking about Darius Martin, one-half of the incredible tag team Top Flight. Ever since you arrived in AEW, you’ve been interested in Darius. He and his brother Dante were the first friends you made in AEW. They even invited you to join their friend group with Hook and Anthony Bowens. Darius was everything you wanted in a significant other: smart, kind, insanely funny, athletic, and most importantly reliable. He was there every time you needed something, it didn’t matter whether it was 3 PM or 3 AM, he was always there.

But somewhere down the line, you were convinced not to pursue a relationship with him. You didn’t wanna ruin the friendship that you had with him, especially when you couldn’t tell if he liked you back.

As you sat your stuff down at the production table, Skye sat the coffee cups down. “Why don’t you ask him out? It’s clear that you like him.”

“There are multiple reasons.”

“It better not be because of me and his brother.” She said raising an eyebrow, to which you gave a small smile. “Y/N!” Another reason why is that you knew Skye and Dante were exes (and you did not complicate their relationship). “Okay, you need to understand that what happened between with me and Dante was between us. I don’t care that you like his brother, it’s not like you’re breaking the girl code. Besides, you have to be a complete idiot if you think that Darius doesn’t like you.”

“I know that for a fact.” You said through your teeth.

A voice from behind you spoke up, “Know what for a fact?” And just from the honey and smoothness in their voice, you know for a fact that it was Darius right behind you. You turned around to his beautiful brown eyes gazing into yours. Honestly? You almost either jumped in his arms or melted right then and there.

“That Tony likes his coffee lukewarm.” You blurted out quickly.

Darius shrugged and said “Ew, lukewarm coffee, I knew he was a weird dude. Anyways, are you ready for the hangout tonight? We were thinking Dave and Busters, they don’t close until 1.”

“Yeah, but I might have a meeting afterward, so I might be late.”

“That’s okay, we’ll wait for you.”

“Really? For little old me?”

“Anything for my favorite girl,” Darius said with a smile. To you immediately looked down and started blushing (automatically feeling butterflies from the nickname). He gave you a quick hug (and what you could have sworn was a kiss on the crown of your head) and told Skye bye before leaving. Looking back up, you see Skye with a shit-eating grin. You quickly dismissed her and sat down, getting ready to tackle the day.

Hours later, you completed everything on your to-do list and found some downtime. You found yourself texting Darius with a wide-ass grin on your face.

Just as you were about to respond, you were met with a booming voice, “What the fuck is this shit?” You looked up to see Sammy Guevara walking over to you with an angry face. He put his phone in your face with the phone reading Sammy Guevara vs Eddie Kingston.

Looking back up, you said, “What’s the problem?”

“Why am I wrestling Eddie? That literally makes no sense! Eddie has no business in the ring with me!” He said standing over you. You quickly got up to put distance between yourselves as people turned their heads to see what was going on.

You stuttered out, “Tony made the match and told me to confirm with the production crew.” It was true. Tony wrote the matches on tonight’s card and gave it to you. At first, you admit, it was strange and you questioned him; but he brushed you off as he was busy with other things (so you decided to let it be).

“No! No, Tony would never be this stupid! You are horrible at your job! I don’t know why he has a kid doing this job!” He got closer, yelling at you. You started to slightly hyperventilate as you don’t do well in high-pressure situations (and certainly not when someone is yelling two inches away from your face). Due to your anxiety, you hated confrontation and tried everything to avoid it; including taking responsibility and moving on. Your eyes started to water as he continued yelling, “Oh you’re gonna cry?!”

You quietly said, “I’m sorry”

“I bet you are! You better fix this or-“

“Or what Guevara?” Another voice spoke up. You turned to see an angry Darius marching up to Sammy with Dante, Hook, and Anthony not far behind him. As soon as he got in Sammy’s face, Darius pulled you behind him (essentially shielding you). He pushed Sammy which caused him to get back in Darius’ face, “You ain’t gonna do shit, you better back the hell up.”

“I-”

“You’re not gonna scream at her, she was just doing what-“

“No! She’s screwing up tonight! My-”

Darius raised his voice, cutting him off, “She was doing her job! Now either you accept your match or you take it up to Tony when he gets here. But you’re not gonna yell at her, not while I’m here.” Sammy glared at you before stomping away, curse words and all. Darius immediately turned to you and hugged you, softly caressing your hair. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” You shook your head as tears fell down your face and as your body was shaking due to your hyperventilation. He quickly ushered you to his locker room, where he sat you down and gave you a water bottle. You took various sips as he went through the 5-4-3-2-1 method with you. As you got down to the final step, your breathing slowed down and your tears dried. “Name 1 thing you taste.”

“The lint from your shirt mixing with this water.” You said, making him laugh. “Thank you for helping me and calming me down.”

“Don’t thank me, I’m supposed to do that. Truth be told, I want to fight him.” Darius said, rubbing your arm.

“Well, good thing you didn’t. But again I appreciate you so much.”

“Of course, I got your back. As a friend or something more.” He said, his voice drifting off.

Your eyes widened as your head turned toward him. “Darius, what?”

Darius slightly chuckled, “I really thought I was obvious. Y/N, I really want us to be more than friends. I don’t ever want you to feel disrespected, especially when I’m in your life.” He grabbed your hands. “You should never have to feel anxious, especially when I would do anything for you. I will always be right there for you.”

Your eyes sparkled and your heart thumped at the words. “I didn't think you liked me like how I like you. But, would you really do anything for me?” You asked.

He nodded his head, "Anything for my favorite girl." Your heart fluttered at the familiar nickname yet again.

“You promise?”

“Here’s my promise,” Darius said as he leaned in and gave you a long yet soft kiss. “Y/N, I will do anything and everything for you. I promise to make you the happiest woman on Earth and I promise to give you my all. If you accept me as your boyfriend.”

Giggling, you said, “Of course, I would love for you to be my boyfriend.” Darius kissed you again as knocking occurred at the door. In rolled, Hook, Dante, and Anthony checking up on you guys. While Darius was explaining your newfound relationship, you got a text.

That night, you walked away from the arena happier and more relieved with your new boyfriend in tow.

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it came as no surprise to you when max walked out the moment you announced your pregnancy 

he was in the prime of his career, his life at that 

you understood completely that he was not ready to be a father

still it could not help the inconsolable nights spent alone

crying yourself to sleep

cradling your ever growing baby bump in the spot where max once slept beside you

he was completely avoidant during the remainder of your pregnancy 

not so much as a text or a phone call to check up on you

it was terrifying going into labour alone 

having to rely on your neighbor of all people to drive you to the hospital when the time came 

she’d really become a rock for you especially in the later half of your pregnancy 

at least she was there when you delivered

although you silently max was the one in there with you 

you returned home a healthy baby girl bundled up close to your chest 

returning to the silence of an empty house 

your daughter looked exactly like max

from the tufts of dark curls to the warm flecks of brown and hazel in her eyes 

it made you miss him dearly 

a week or so after you gave birth, max decided to make himself known in your life once more

he showed up at your door in tears 

pleading to at least see his child 

despite the fact that he had absolutely no right to 

you allowed it.

from the moment he held your daughter in his arms he broke down in tears

apologising profusely for not being there for her and for you

promising to be a better man now when you needed him most 

your acceptance was reluctant, but your daughter at least deserves her father in her life

to you surprise, max turned out to be quite the father 

he puts your daughter on a pedestal, treats her like a queen 

he takes her everywhere with him

he’ll tuck her into bed, sing her sweet lullabies until she falls asleep 

he felt like such an asshole for leaving you all those months ago

for nothing more that his own selfish needs

but now, he’s not going anywhere 

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