#i really love how his gorilla arms came out

[civilization-illstayrighthere]

His name is *ten second long sound of a car crash*, but otherwise you can call him V, former Raffen Shiv, current solo with a brain worm and a legendary rocker boy input.

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[bambikisss]

To make an album: K. HongJoong

(Bambi's ver!) Producer bf HJ X Famous singer reader

'To make an album, you need three things: a studio, a mic, and a damn good producer'

📙: You have been on the rise since your debut album almost 4 years ago. Now, your millions of fans are demanding a full album from you and the company is on you about finishing it before the deadline, giving you one big choice: who will produce your album?

⚠ : Unprotected sex (always wrap it up and keep it safe), Mentions of past poor producers, Sex in the studio, Multiple rounds, recording sex, car sex, use of handcuffs (reader), L bomb, use of mirror, Spanking, HJ calls reader names (baby girl, slut, puppy, baby), Slight Dumbification, slight degradation, pussy obsessed HJ, basically smut with barely plot, Producer HJ (whole warning)

🎶: Mushroom Chocolate - Quin ft 6lack, Lil Freak - Usher, Take Me -Miso, Gorilla - Bruno Mars

Bambi's notes: SO what happened was that I got carried away because producer HJ is a version of him I will NEVER get over lol. Smut with semi plot, not really.

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'Y/N L/N is set to release her long awaited full album in two months. Fans have been waiting for a full album from her since her debut almost 4 years ago. What kind of sound do you think she'll go for? Please let us know via social media at-'

"Alexa, turn this off." You ran your hands through your hair as you walked through your large apartment, your feet padding against the floor as you entered the kitchen. It was far too early to hear anyone talk about you, even if it was positive.

You raised to the tips of your toes as you grabbed your coffee bag from the cabinet, the dim morning light lighting the kitchen for you as you began to make your morning coffee. You had a long day in the studio ahead of you and knew you couldn't get by without any sort of caffeine.

You were at the top of your career after debuting 4 years ago. You had gained millions of fans and had put out award-winning singles and mini-albums. You even went on a sold-out tour a couple of months back.

However, while you were more than content with your singles and mini-albums, your fans had been getting vocal about wanting a full album from you, just like when you first came onto the music scene. You had put it off for as long as you could, not finding the process of making the full album interesting enough to hold your full attention. Plus, the producer who produced your debut album was an asshole, which made you unwilling to make another one. But, the company was now placing their foots down, not releasing any more of your music until you presented them with a full album.

You jumped lightly as you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back to rest against his chest. You relaxed at the feeling of his lips pressed against your cheek, a small hum leaving his lips as you rubbed his arms. You tilted your head back to admire the man who held you close, his dark brown hair still a mess from sleep. His eyes scanned your face as if you were a piece of art, the corners of his lips curling up as you smiled back at him. It felt like such a sweet moment between you and him, forgetting all about your problems.

"Did you make enough coffee for the two of us?" HongJoong's deep, sleep-laced voice made your smile grow as you loved how he sounded when he just woke up. You nodded, leaning forward to check the pot before turning around in his arms to face him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he placed a sweet kiss onto your forehead, his hands resting on your hips as he did so. "Good. How's the last 4 tracks of your album coming along?"

You frowned as he mentioned your album, placing a kiss on his lips as you tried to shut him up about it. It was bad enough that all the fans and the company were constantly asking you about it, you didn't want your boyfriend to ask you about it too, especially before your coffee.

HongJoong only chuckled at your attempt to silence him, pulling back to look down at you with knowing eyes. He knew you'd rather forget about it, but he wanted to help, especially since the company had their eyes on you. "Baby, you can't just kiss me whenever you want to shut me up, you know?" He laughed.

"I wasn't trying to shut you up, but I don't wanna talk about the album right now, baby." You smiled, moving to lean against the counter as HongJoong moved to grab you and him a mug for the coffee. He chuckled again, filling your mug with caffeine before sliding it over to you, a smile on his lips as he said "But we should talk about it, especially with that deadline you have coming up."

You took a sip of your coffee as he returned to stand in front of you, leaning against the opposite counter with a comforting smile. HongJoong knew about your past producer who treated you poorly when you were putting out your debut album. He had met you right afterward, so he understood when you didn't want anything to do with him unless it had to do with music. But, as time went on, you and him grew closer. Now you two had been dating for 2 years.

"Y/N, baby." HongJoong tilted his head to meet your gaze, offering you a comforting smile as he took a sip of his coffee before standing back up straight. Only when he is sure that he has your full attention does he ask "Did you find a producer yet?"

You hadn't. You had been writing and recording demos all by yourself, choosing to put off picking a producer till the very last second. You didn't know any other producers you trusted with a project like this. You shook your head, meeting your boyfriend's eyes over your coffee cup as you said "I'll probably just take whoever the company assigns to me to produce this."

To your surprise, HongJoong's eyes lit up at your words before he said "Well, let me produce it."

You narrowed your eyes over the mug of coffee at your boyfriend, trying to see what he meant by that. At your sharp and questioning gaze, he placed his mug down on the counter before saying "I'll produce your album." You and HongJoong had only worked on two other songs together, those two songs doing well on the charts and even winning awards. However, you wanted to keep your relationship and your music separate, but HongJoong wasn't having that. He placed his hands on your waist, a small pout on his lips as he asked "do you not have faith in me and my skills? I know what it takes to make a good album, you know."

"What do you need, HongJoong?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as your boyfriend smirked, his hands moving to your thigh, his fingers playing with the edge of the large t-shirt you slipped on after your many rounds with him last night. His fingers slowly dragged up the sides of your thighs, small goosebumps being left in his wake as it moved underneath your shirt, cupping your ass as he spoke with confidence ''To make an album, you need three things: a studio, a mic, and a damn good producer''

You were no longer paying attention to his words, his lips grazing yours as he placed a small kiss onto the corners of your lips, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he pressed his chest against your folded arms. HongJoong lips dragged against your cheek to your ear, his hands moving up the small of your back as he spoke into your ear "plus, think of all the fun things we can do in the studio. I know you like riding me while I produce"

You bit your lip at the memory of you riding him in his studio while he tried to focus on producing: you had been missing him while on tour and was on break for a week when the company asked him to produce a song for Yunho. You had been begging him to just take an hour's break and come home to fuck you, but he was very insistent on finishing the song that night. He responded to your needy texts with a simple "If you want me that badly, you better come and get it."

"You were so wet for me, babe" You shivered as he placed a kiss onto your neck, his hands now moving back down to your ass, his finger dipping underneath the panty fabric to tease you before he whispered again "I remember that I had to cover your mouth while I bent you over my keyboard because you were so goddam loud, moaning and whining like a bitch in heat."

"HongJoong" you whispered, the desire in the air making you forget what the conversation was even about. You closed your eyes as your panties snapped back against you, his hands soon moving to grab the sides, teasing you by pulling them down slightly before snapping the fabric back against you. HongJoong smirked at the sight in front of him, his cock pressing against his thin boxers as he repeated his process a few more times till your hands were gripping the countertops. He had you right where he wanted you.

You closed your eyes as he leaned in close to your lips, hoping he would take mercy on you and just kiss you. You were soon filled with disappointment as his hands left your body, opening your eyes to see his proud orbs. He placed one of his hands underneath your jaw, making sure you kept your eyes on him as he said "just think about it, baby."

You sighed silently as he let go of your chin, grabbing his coffee cup before walking away to begin getting ready for his day. You took a deep breath, hoping to calm down as you looked outside your apartment windows. You pressed your legs together as you felt your wetness pool in your panties, your boyfriend's touch having lingering effects on you.

You thought about ambushing him while he showered, but your phone buzzed with a text from your manager, letting you know that she was on her way to pick you up and take you to the company so you could work on your album. You bit your lip, realizing that you had an hour to go get ready.

Today was going to be a long day.

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"No, he called me a bitch for not wanting too much autotune in my songs"

Your manager ran a hand through her hair as you denied another producer, sitting across from you in the meeting room at your company. She had a whole stack of worthy candidates to produce the album that you had worked with in the past, but you turned them all down. You had bad experiences with all of them that you didn't want to think about when you were working on an anticipated album.

Your manager called for a break so she could find another list of possible producers, sighing as you shot out of your seat and made your way to the doors. She called out to you before you could leave, a motherly look on her face as she said "Y/N, you have to let someone produce this album. You can't keep putting this off."

You nodded, walking out of the room silently. She was right, you couldn't keep putting it off, but you didn't want just anybody touching your tracks.

You ran your hands through your hair as you walked through the long hallway, looking for a practice room for you to record another song you had written. Maybe you could release an album full of demos?

Before you could enter the room, your eyes fell onto your boyfriend's studio down the hall. His door was covered in stickers that his visitors had placed there when they worked with him. The familiar feeling from this morning returned as you made your way to his studio, hoping to just get a glimpse of your boyfriend. You carefully opened his office to see him working on a track, his headphones snug on his head.

You smiled at the sight of your boyfriend producing, bouncing his head to the beat of the music while his fingers added to it. He was in his element and you found it incredibly sexy. You bit your lip as you closed the door behind you, making your way to him carefully as he continued to produce, not noticing you till you placed your hands onto his shoulders. His eyes glanced over at your manicured nails, smirking when he realized it was you.

He let your hands drag up his shoulders and neck, carefully taking off his headphones as he saved the track, knowing that he wouldn't be getting back to it for a while. He turned his chair around, looking up at you as you moved to his lap, both of you sighing as your warm, clothed pussy pressed against his clothed cock. He watched as you began to grind down against it, craving any sort of friction you could get. He gently grabbed your hips, helping you as he placed kisses along your neck.

"Did you think about what I said this morning?" He hummed against your neck, his tongue peaking out to lick your sweet spot, making you purr out "Hmm, what did you say this morning."

Your words were met with a bite from him, tsking as he pulled back to look at you, his hips meeting yours as you both ground against each other on his chair. "Don't tell me you didn't pay attention to me, baby. Or, were you distracted by something?" He played with you as he looked up at you, chuckling at your already fucked out looking state. He gently patted your cheek, licking his lips as he asked "Were you distracted, baby?"

At your nod, he let out a soft "aww," his voice laced with faux care as he unbuttoned your jeans, leaning down to place a kiss on your stomach as he looked up at you through his eyelashes. "I'm sorry baby, I'll make sure not to touch you when I'm talking to you"

You knew he wasn't really sorry, your hands running through his hair as his hands slid into the back of your jeans, pushing them down as much as he could. HongJoong loved it when you got distracted by his touch, loving the sight of you trying to remember what he was talking about while he picked you up from his lap, smirking at the wet patch that was on his own jeans.

"I was talking to you about me producing your album, baby," he said, unbuttoning his jeans as you took off your jeans and shirt, now standing before him in nothing but a thin thong and bra. You let out a playful "Oh? Were we really?" as you turned around, bending over as you pulled down your panties. You made a show out of it, smirking when you heard your boyfriend's breath hitch. You bit your lip as his hands made contact with your ass, his hands massaging the globes of your ass before he stood behind you, his cock slipping in between your thighs, making you moan softly.

"Yes, we were talking about me producing it. You need to learn to focus, babe." He hummed, pressing a kiss to the bottom of your neck while his hands moved up your sides slowly to your hair, his fingers making a ponytail out of your hair. Once he was satisfied, he kicked your legs apart further, making you lean forward to place your hands onto the couch he had in his studio as he spit down onto his cock, his spit coating the head of his thick cock before slowly pushing into you.

"Oooh, that's it baby" he groaned deeply, closing his eyes as your wet pussy welcomed him back in warmly. HongJoong couldn't get enough of your pussy, always wanting to be balls deep in you whenever he could be, even if you two of you weren't fucking. He swore he felt his brain turn off as he began to fuck you, his eyes shut tightly as fucked you. You gripped the couch as he fucked you, his cock stretching you out perfectly as you moaned into the couch. At the sound of your muffled moans, he pulled on your hair, tugging you so your back was arched, your head no longer on the couch as he drilled his cock into you.

You tried to keep quiet as he praised you through your moans, even lifting one of his legs to the couch so he could drill his cock deeper into you at an angle. He had you seeing stars in no time, panting out his name and moaning as he fucked you.

HongJoong soon pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of his cock and back your ass up to where you thought he was. You were met with a hard spank to your ass, making you moan as your boyfriend dropped to his knees behind you, kissing your puffy pussy before whispering "hush baby, lemme taste you, then you can ride my cock till I fill you up."

You moaned at the thought, your moans only growing as HongJoong's tongue licked your pussy, flattening his tongue against you before sucking on your lips. You reached behind you to grab his hair, pulling him closer to your pussy as his hands gripped the flesh of your ass, spreading you for him to eat you.

One of the things you loved about him was how loud HongJoong got when he ate you out: you could vividly hear every time he sucked, licked, and spat back into your pussy. You bit your lip as he moaned lewdly into your pussy, his secret desires and your praises being moaned into your wet pussy, the vibrations making you shake. After one long lick, he pulled back, helping you to stand up (more like he held you while you leaned against his body) before leading you to his chair, sitting down on it before he pulled you down onto his lap.

You instantly knew what to do, sinking down on his cock with a pleasure-filled sigh. You began to grind down as his hands returned to your hips, guiding your hips to spell whatever he wanted. "You still haven't answered me, princess, come on." Your eyes snapped to meet his dark ones, your bottom lip quivering as you tried to remember what the hell he was talking about.

HongJoong tsked at your fuzzy memory, shaking his head before saying "I know you're in heat, baby, but you should at least be able to remember what I just said. Don't tell me my cock is stopping you from thinking." He leaned forward, biting your shaking bottom lip as he began to fuck up into you, pulling back as you moaned loudly, tossing your head back as he clicked his tongue. He suddenly stopped, smirking when you began to whine and try to move again, his grip on your hips tightening, warning you. "Look at me, baby, meet my eyes."

You did as you were told, his head falling back against the head of his chair as he opened his legs a little wider to make it more comfortable and to firmly plant his feet against the floor. "Tell me, baby, what were we talking about?"

Your brain once more short-circuited as his thumb began to rub small circles on your clit as your thought, your boyfriend's lips soon wrapping around your nipple as you stumbled out "You producing my album?"

"There we go, baby" HongJoong praised, helping you resume riding him as he fucked up into you. He watched as your face contorted to show pleasure, your head now tossed back as you eagerly rode his cock, making him moan. "That's my smart baby, huh? She may be a slut in heat, but she knows what's important, right?"

"Yes, yes" you moaned, HongJoong lips returning to your nipple with a soft "good girl." You let his words motivate you to move faster, no longer even registering that you were in his studio in the company with an album that was due soon. Nothing else mattered when he fucked you so well.

"Hmm, so what about what I said this morning, baby? Are you going to make the right decision and let me produce your album?" He hummed against your breasts as he moved faster, watching as you bounced faster to match him. He could tell you were about to cum and that he was getting close too, his own moans growing to match yours. It made him glad he soundproofed his studio that morning.

You nodded at his words, desperate to agree to whatever he wanted so you could cum, his lips crashing into yours as you both came. You held him close as you both kissed, your tongues locking in the kiss as you both ground against each other, both of your cum mixing and leaking out of you onto his cock, balls, and even a bit on the chair. Once you both had calmed down, you placed your head onto his shoulder as you took a deep breath, your eyes closed as HongJoong turned the chair around to face his setup, his hands running through your hair as he whispered "Whenever you're ready, baby, we can get started recording the tracks. We got an album to make."

Yes, the two of you did.

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"Looks like you found your main producer, huh?"

You smiled as you held your glass of champagne, turning to look at your boyfriend. HongJoong was across the party with his own glass of champagne, his custom-fitted dark purple velvet suit against his body while his freshly bleached hair was styled perfectly. He was talking to someone else, but with the feeling of your eyes on him, he suddenly made eye contact with him.

Throughout the whole album-producing process with him, you both had not been able to keep each other's hands off each other, fucking multiple times all around his studio.

"Yes, I did." Your eyes drank in the way HongJoong leaned against the wall, his eyes doing the same as walked around that night. HongJoong couldn't wait till the two of you got home, excited to rip off your short, dark purple dress that hugged your body perfectly. His eyes moved up your legs and thighs, his body heating up knowing what was between your thighs. He felt like he could pounce on you at any minute, not caring if everyone watched as he fucked you on the table. In fact, that was on his bucket list.

"Baby?" You turned around to see HongJoong now behind you, his lips still puffy from the make-out session you two had in the hallway 30 minutes ago. "I think it's time we go, Y/N. The party is winding down and I have another surprise for you at the apartment." A surprised "Oh really?" left your lips at his words, not expecting him to have a surprise for you waiting at the house. Before you could try and ask for hints, HongJoong's hand interlocked with yours, pulling you from the party. You tried your best to keep up with his fast walk as he walked outside, unlocking the car you and he shared before he opened the back door. You looked at it with confusion, HongJoong's only response being "Get in the backseat, baby. It'll all make sense later."

You sat in the backseat as he climbed in the front seat, the car ride silent as he sped home. You bit your lip as your eyes fell on your boyfriend's hands as they gripped the steering wheel, his veins popping out from how tightly he was holding it. Your eyes moved from his hands up his body, noticing how fast his chest was rising and falling. Your eyes soon looked into the rearview mirror, meeting HongJoong's hard gaze. You hadn't noticed that he was looking at you throughout the car ride, biting your lip as you spread your legs, giving the mirror and your boyfriend a perfect view of your soaked panties.

When HongJoong glanced into the mirror once again and saw your new position, he swore he almost pulled over right then and there. He smirked, glad to see that you were just as horny as he was for you. He reached back to touch your knee as his other hand stayed on the wheel. His eyes never left the road, but his voice let you know that he was still watching you.

"Why don't you run a pretty finger up your panties for me, baby? Tell me how wet you are for me" You did as you were told, dragging your fingers up your clothed pussy, shivering at how your panties stuck to you. "You're so wet, aren't you baby? Just a few more minutes, then we'll be back home. I'll take good care of you, I promise, just keep yourself wet for me."

You nodded, feeling a jolt of excitement rush through you at what was about to happen.

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"Joong, please" You closed your eyes as HongJoong ripped open the door to the car, his knees meeting the floor of the car in an instant at the sound of your voice. HongJoong has made you touch yourself over your panties constantly, not letting you give yourself any relief. He parked in a spot in the parking garage that was hidden from everyone else and from the security camera, making sure that no one could interrupt you two. He closed the doors behind him as he cooed at you, promising to ease your pussy's ache as he placed kisses along your inner thighs, moving closer to you.

He soon hooked his fingers into your ruined panties, tugging down the fabric. He had to pause when he saw a string of your arousal connect with the panties, making him look away to ensure that he didn't cum in his pants. He wanted you to have all of his cum, not wanting to waste a drop.

He finished removing your panties, placing the fabric into his pocket before he took in a shaky breath; it wasn't out of nerves, but to control himself. He spread your legs as wide as they could go, biting his lip at the view of your spread pussy. "Such a wet and naughty pussy. Did you want me as much as I wanted it, baby?" You nodded as he leaned in, licking a long, slow stripe up your pussy. Both of your loud moans mixed in the car as he repeated his motion, slurping up any more wetness that leaked from you with urgency.

HongJoong soon sped up, his licks moving faster as he pushed a finger into you, curling it as his tongue played with your clit. He loved watching how you rode his tongue and fingers when he ate you out, wanting more of him as he drowned in your pussy. He licked up his wrist, catching more juices before his tongue replaced his fingers, making your hands rush into his blonde hair, your back arching against the car seat as you came and squirted. HongJoong moaned loudly, cussing as he cleaned you up. You lay limp against the seat as he finally pulled back from your pussy, moving up the seat to stand in front of you.

"Talk to me, baby. Let me know you're still here with me" he cupped your face as he spoke, his thumbs rubbing along your cheeks as he waited for you to come down. When you finally nodded, he smiled before pressing a small kiss to your forehead. "There you are, baby. You came so much for me."

You smiled at his praise, reaching for his cock that was now pressing against his velvet pants, HongJoong's hand gently grasping your wrist to stop you. "Not right now, baby, not in here. Lemme move the car closer to the elevator and take you up to the apartment." You pouted as he got out of the car to move to the front seat, meeting your eyes in the mirror as he said "trust me, baby."

You trusted him as he moved the car to park in front of one of the elevators before helping you inside. When you both finally made it inside the apartment, you had to pause at the doorway.

The apartment was decorated with tons of flowers and heart balloons, led candles were lit all around the place. It looked so romantic. You turned to HongJoong as he locked the front door and removed his shoes, an obvious smile on his face as he walked past you. "Did you do all of this, Joong?" You followed him into the living room, smiling as he finally faced you with a smile on his face. "Of course I did. My girlfriend put out an album despite not choosing me two weeks before it was due" You rolled your eyes playfully as he pulled you close to him, smiling as he placed a kiss on your cheek. "But, I did this to show how proud of you I am, Y/N. I mean that."

You smiled as he kissed you again, the kiss this time sweet as you cupped the back of his neck as he began to lead you down the hallway, stumbling with you into walls. When you both finally reached the bedroom, the kiss had intensified to the point where your tongues were caressing each other. HongJoong pressed you roughly against the door, his hands moving around your body before he ripped down the front of your dress, shoving his face in between your tits as he picked you up. You moaned his name as he carried you to the bed, laying you down on it with ease before he pulled back, standing up.

For the first time that evening, you saw HongJoong's desire in his eyes fully. He looked at you as he began to unbutton his suit, commanding you to watch when you tried to move closer. His eyes drunk in your sprawled-out body on the bed before he removed his jacket, making his way into the closet that was adjacent to the bed. You kicked your heels off as you watched HongJoong toss the velvet jacket onto the floor carelessly before he roughly separated some hanging clothes. He leaned into the clearing he made before he took out a dark blue box that was covered in stickers and had a ribbon on it.

That dark blue box was your and HongJoong's sex box. HongJoong called it 'Joong's box', a play on Pandora's box. Inside the box contained anything either one of you had bought to use during sex, having decorated the box so if anyone saw it, they wouldn't think anything of it.

When HongJoong turned to exit the closet, the two of you made eye contact for a brief moment, and you felt your body shiver. He looked so far gone, not even recognizing the depth of desire he had for you. He gently removed the ribbon as he approached the bed, his thumb flicking off the top of the box as he stood in front of you. He smirked as he looked through the box, picking what he wanted to use on you tonight before he placed the box down onto the nightstand.

He moved you to your knees, allowing your hands to run up and down the fabric of his pants before you began to unbutton his pants, eager to get a taste of him as he fiddled with the box. As you pushed his pants down his thighs, your eyes zeroed in on his cock as HongJoong soon pulled out something from the box, placing them on the bed before he moved to grab the box top. You took the opportunity while he put the box back to see what he took out, moaning softly at what he picked out.

Sitting on the bed next to you was a black cannon camera and a pair of fuzzy red handcuffs. You bit your lip as he returned, picking up the camera to inspect it. "I think there's enough memory in here for tonight, don't you baby? I mean, we are celebrating."

You watched as he positioned the camera on the nightstand to get the perfect angle of you and him before pressing record, leaning down to give you also a sweet kiss. His lips gently rolled with yours as he kissed you, taking all the air from your lungs as he held the back of your neck, keeping you in the kiss. His hands slowly moved down the back of your dress, dragging the zipper down with him as he did so. "Are you going to be good tonight, Y/N? Say it loud enough for the camera to hear, baby girl."

"I'll be good for you, HongJoong. I'll always be good for you" you moaned as he bit your bottom lip, a proud smirk on his lips as he pulled back. "Of course you'll be good for me, baby. That's all a dumb puppy in heat like you wants, huh? Just my cock pleasing you?" HongJoong watched as you nodded, pushing down his boxers with a proud smile lacing his lips.

"Yeah? Come get your cock then, baby. I know you've been craving it since we got home." You rushed to give his cock a few pumps as your tongue dragged along his tip, gathering his precum on your tongue as he leaned over to grab the camera, holding it in one hand as another hand went into your hair, pushing you down onto his cock. You and HongJoong closed your eyes as you began to bob your head, your hand pumping what you couldn't take as he tossed his head back, offering you praise through his moans. When you couldn't meet his eyes, you looked into the camera, doing whatever it took to hear him curse and moan your name.

HongJoong tossed his forward, forcing himself to watch as you bobbed your head on his cock. He then leaned over to place the camera back on the nightstand before the hand that was in your hair pulled you off his cock, some of your saliva mixed with his precum dropping from your lips as he tilted your head back. He smirked at the sight before leaning beside you, grabbing the handcuffs while you pressed kisses to the side of his face, desperate for him.

"Place your hands behind you, baby." You did as you were told, looking up at him as he handcuffed your hands behind you, stopping you from being able to feel him. You whined softly, about to complain when you felt a sharp sting on your ass, the spank echoing in the room as HongJoong hissed "Shut it."

You nodded as he eased you down on the bed so your head was hanging off the edge while the rest of your body rested on the bed, his hands moving to knee your breasts as he positioned his cock at your mouth. "You shouldn't need your hands to take my cock baby. No, baby girl, you're a pro." He moaned as he pushed into your mouth, gripping your breasts as he began to fuck your throat. You gurgled around his cock as he used your mouth, your hands gripping the sheets as he continued to speak.

"No, my baby is a slut. My baby knows how to take some cock, especially when it's mine. You even made a whole song about sex with me, didn't you?" HongJoong asked, his voice now deeper than usual as he pulled out of your mouth, looking down at you with dark eyes.

Near the end of producing your album, you had chosen to get inspiration from your many nights in the studio with your boyfriend and write a bonus track. When HongJoong heard it, he fucked you all around the studio in one night. To say HongJoong liked it was an understatement.

You nodded as he turned you over onto your stomach, cupping your jaw as he fed his cock into your mouth, resuming his rough pace as he moaned. "Wrote a whole song surrounding getting me cock, didn't you, baby? Fuck, and when everyone hears it, they're going to wonder who you're singing about, not knowing that you were on your producer's cock while you sang about riding it."

You couldn't help but moan louder at his words, grinding down against the bed for comfort. With the sight of you grinding against the bed, your moans, and his own words working him up, HongJoong pulled out to cum all over your lips and chin with a loud moan of your name. You gently licked your lips as HongJoong calmed down, his still hard cock pressing against his stomach as he finally opened his eyes to look at you. He smiled at the sight before his thumb moved along your lips, cleaning you off before he grabbed a towel, wiping off your face fully.

HongJoong uncuffed you before he got on the bed next to you, his hands helping you move to your back as he slowly pushed into you. You whined, wrapping your legs around his waist as he leaned down to place his elbows onto either side of your head as he met your eyes. His eyes we not as dark as before, but softer as he slowly moved his hips. His hands soon intertwined with yours as he began to rock his hips to meet yours, placing small kisses around your face. "I know you're tired baby, just one more for me, ok? God, you're so perfect."

"One more" you purred against his lips, making him moan at your true fucked out state. He nodded, moaning against your lips "yeah, one more for me, baby. Fuck, I love you."

You felt your heart swell at his words, whispering that you loved him too as you both got lost in each other. HongJoong pressed his forehead against yours as he moved, pressing small kisses to your nose whenever he could before he moved to stuff his face into your neck. He felt his body heat up as he felt his climax approached, his breath now short as he let out a broken moan of your name as if he was calling out to you.

"Y/N...baby, I'm so close for you, I love you so goddam much" he moaned, moving to see your face as he moved faster, wanting to watch you fall apart. "Say my name, baby. Say my name while you cum for me. Let everyone know who you love"

"HongJoong," Your eyes rolled back as you came, your name leaving HongJoong's lips as he came with you, his hands slipping from yours to hold your face in a deep kiss as he shook. You wrapped your arms around him as you both rolled over onto your sides, the kiss slowing down to simple pecks. You both panted against each other's lips, holding each other as you both slowly came down.

HongJoong was the first one to move, standing up to go grab a towel before returning to you with shaky legs, both of you laughing when he fell onto the bed. He gently cleaned you up, whispering more praises to you and your pussy before he pulled you to his chest, rubbing your sides.

"So, you love me, huh?" Your question made your boyfriend of two years blush before turning away, making your smile grow. You moved to place your hands onto his shoulder, making him face you once more before you said "I love you, HongJoong. I wrote a whole damn album about you, so don't be the one getting embarrassed"

Your words made HongJoong smile and laugh, nodding before pulling your back down into his embrace, smiling at you snuggle into him. "How do you think your album is doing on the charts right now?" He asked, grunting as he stood up with you in his arms, carrying you to the bathroom. You hummed against his shoulder, shrugging as he placed you on the toilet before going to turn on the shower.

HongJoong handed you your phone as he went into the bedroom, letting you check while he gathered shower stuff. When he returned, you had a bright smile on your face. "Number one everywhere and trending. Everyone is complimenting me and the producer."

Your words make your boyfriend laugh, placing the towels, lotion, and clothes onto the bathroom sink before he aimed the black camera to face the shower, making you smirk. "Why'd you bring the camera in here, baby?"

HongJoong smirked as he helped you to your feet, walking back into the shower with you as he said "I'm help you get inspiration for your next album. That's what a good producer does, baby. And, you're lucky, because you have one of the best helping you. Now, make sure you're loud enough for the camera baby, this all might be useful for another secret track."

Bambikisss | 2024

[tojjist]

♯♯ birthday special - t. fushiguro

a/n: i didn't do anything for the holiday season bc i barely had time :( but i still wanted to do summ for his birthday soo.

warnings: like one cuss. completely fulff. not proof read! sunshine x grumpy

toji fushiguro hates you. toji fushiguro despises you for all you are; kind, loving, sweet, and damn perfect.

it’s almost insulting to him, really. the way you mock him with your soft little smile, patronizing him with your kindness.

he hated how complicated you are. he could never understand your motives. why would you treat him like that? knowing where he came from and what his past looked like. why do you stick around when he offers next to nothing? he couldn’t find any proof of an ulterior motive yet he couldn’t accept the simple reality of you actually wanting to be around him.

but toji hated one thing above all; how you make him feel. he doesn’t get the way his chest clouds and breath tightens whenever your skin comes in contact with his. his tongue goes paralyzed when you smile his way, eyes unmoving from your face when you scoff a small chuckle at whatever dumb shit he said. he can’t even remember what made you laugh but he gets this overwhelming urge to do it again.

he grows vulnerable, craving your touch when you’re not around. he’s soon hyper aware of his attachment to you. but toji is a smart man, and he knows he can’t do anything about the situation he found himself entangled in.

when he’s away, a single hour could feel like a whole eternity. and he can’t wait to be back home. home where you’re waiting. home where he belongs.

it doesn’t take long for him to grow accustomed to the physical proximity of you. the feel of you becomes a soothing balm, gently brushing away all his worries even if only temporarily.

toji fushiguro hates you. he hates how his heart skips a beat whenever his nose picks up on your sweet scent. he hates how the sound of your voice downright puts his entire world on pause, stopping to hear every little word that leaves your lips. from mumbles when you’re half-asleep to your little rants about your day or the new show you’ve been watching.

toji fushiguro hates how he’s capable of so little. he can’t give you the world. he can’t give you the dream life. he can’t give you a luxurious house. he can’t give you fancy dates or decent holiday getaways. heck, sometimes he can’t give you even time.

that’s why he makes sure to spend every minute he could with you, basking in the haven you created for him.

he tells himself he’s doing it all for himself. he says he needs a rest and just keeps you around because it’s easier than ‘looking for another girl’. toji tries to convince himself that it’s temporary, that you’re just willing to stick around and that he’d leave sooner than later. he says he’s selfish and doing it all for himself.

but it’s clear as day when his arms cling to you first thing in the morning, searching for your warmth despite the duvet he had pushed away. it’s obvious in the way he caresses your hair while you pretend to be asleep. occasionally he’d let his lips find the crown of your head, greeting your hair with soft kisses.

toji fushiguro hates you. he hates when you told him that you loved him, in his car on some tuesday night when he took you out for a ride late at night even though he needed to sleep.

toji fushiguro hates how your face lit up when he brought some flowers home with him,mumbling something along the lines of “the vase been empty for too fucking long”. but there was no vase. and he only realized when he got up at night to get some water, spotting the pretty flowers set in a plastic water jug.

toji fushiguro hates his new life. he hates how different he’s become. the hostile menace has become a quiet man, following behind you everywhere you go as if he were your personal gorilla. toji fushiguro hates how much life mattered now. toji fushiguro hates the responsibility he feels.

he says it’s restricting, suffocating even. he clicks his tongue in annoyance when he sees the time. it’s past dinner time and he needs to be home to not keep you waiting. he’s frustrated at himself when he finds you plopped on the couch, face peaceful while you presumably have fallen asleep as you awaited his return. he feels guilt gnawing at him when he sees the food you’ve made, having not eaten so he wouldn’t have dinner alone.

you’re too much for him. and while he’d felt like he owes you at some point, sick of your little favors and stupid sweet words, toji soon realizes this life is his. it was by choice that he let you into his life, slowly rearranging the blocks of his reality. you broke and rebuild, fixing a man who believed he was long beyond repair.

toji fushiguro hates you. toji fushiguro despises you for all you are, kind, loving, sweet, and painfully his.

somewhere along the way toji has accepted all that he feels. falling in love isn’t shameful. he’s become a fool but he thinks it’s worth it long as you’ve the one who’s molded him into this shape.

[captainlondonman]

SHORT STORY- TURKISH BARBER

Sam decided he needed a haircut, only a trim but a tidy up anyway and went off to his usual barber. As he went to open the door he noticed a sign saying ‘On vacation. Back soon’

‘Shit now I need to find another place.’

He remembered passing several times a Turkish barber shop where there never seemed to be many clients and the older barber was invariably sitting reading a newspaper

‘Well’, he thought’ it’s only a trim he can’t go far wrong.’

He pushed the door open and walked in

The guy looked up and smiled

‘Looking for a haircut?’

‘Yeah just a trim if that’s OK.’

‘Come and sit down and let’s get started.’

After getting a gown around Sam’s neck the barber took out his scissors and started on the sides. Thinking of getting a conversation started Sam asked

‘Are you Turkish?’

‘Yes sure am but I’ve been here a good few years. Have you ever been to Turkey?’

‘Once a few years ago to Istanbul. I’ts an amazing city. I loved it. So much to see and do. Really where East meets West.’

‘Everyone goes there and you are right but have you been to any of the beaches in Turkey?’

‘No.’

‘That is something else, golden sand and blue blue sea.’

‘Not sure I would find it that easy.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Well with my fair skin and flat chest I would find it a bit daunting with all those hairy chested Turks showing off their masculine bodies’

‘You have a point I think.’

‘They all look so manly with their thick beards and dark hairy chests.’

‘You obviously look carefully at us Turkish men.’

‘Well, you cannot miss all that black hair.’

‘You would like to have hairy chest I think.’

‘Sure I would love to but clearly not going to happen so perhaps I leave out the beaches.’

‘Not everyone has black hairy chest. Look at me, mine is now grey.’

‘I see that but even though you only have your two top buttons undone I can see your chest must have been dark at one time and now its grey but a lot of hair. Lucky you.’

‘Wait a minute I have an idea.’

And with that he put down his scissors and walked over to the door locking it. ‘Now let me take off your cover and follow me to the back of the shop. Don’t worry. From what you said you will be happy trust me.’

Sam had no idea what the guy was talking about but got up and followed the guy into the back room.

‘So you like hairy men and even noticed the hairs sprouting out the top of my shirt so I now take off my shirt and you do the same.’

At first Sam thought the guy had taken leave of his senses but part of him wanted to see how the full chest hair looked like even if he was going to show nothing.

Sam stripped off his shirt feeling very self conscious.

‘I see what you mean young man, not much hair to show. Would not be well receievd on a Turkish beach I think. This is more like it.’

The barber slowly took off his shirt and Sam’s eyes were on stalks. Not only was the barber covered with a thick mat of chest hair but it came up all across his shoulders and down his arms to his very fingertips. It was almost like a gorilla. The hair was salt and pepper with a dark area around the navel getting greyer as it rose up over his chest and tits. The shoulders were thick in white hair.

‘Now that is a Turkish chest for you.’

‘Good god that is amazing I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone as hairy.’

‘I think you like it judging by your eyes. Sadly my wife hates it she would prefer I was like you.’

‘Then she is totally wrong it looks great on you and I just wish I had some of what you have.’

‘You really would like to be hairy would you not?’

‘There is something really special about hairy and Turkish and arab men. They look so masculine.’

‘Hairy bodies are for men. Hairless chests for boys.’

‘Yeah but I am a man.’.

‘A man who would like to be hairy.’

‘Sure would.’

‘So would you like to touch my chest and feel the hair?’

‘Can I?’

‘Well I have asked you so yes, see what it is like.’

Sam gingerly put his hands lightly on the barber’s chest and felt the thick curling mass of hair.

‘Now come on boy just giving a little touch is hardly being a man. Run your hands over and deeply across my chest so you know what a hairy chest really feels like. Let your hands become entangled in the hair. Let me feel your hands.’

Sam started to move his hands deep into the hair letting the grey thick hair curl around his fingers. He had never felt anything like this. The sensation of touching and rubbing had started to make his cock so erect it was sore. He felt he could say nothing to this older man that he was becoming so aroused and just hoped his tent was not too obvious.

‘Why don’t you move your hands up under my pecs, the hair is thicker there just under my tits. You see how thick it is there?’

‘God I never felt anything like this before.’

‘Looks as if you are enjoying.’

‘Well you said I should move my hand around.’

‘So while you are at it why don’t you try and find my nipples among the hair. That’s it, I can feel your fingers just  touching my nipples. So while they are there I’d like you to give them a tweak. Get each nipple between your fingers and give a squeeze.’

Sam did not know what to do so very gingerly teased them

‘I said give them a squeeze not just a brush. That’s better a bit harder. Us Turks like to have good big nipples and some squeezing helps make them bigger. Now move your hands up to my shoulders. See how the hair continues across my shoulders. And you know it goes all the way down my back. You’d like to feel that as well no doubt.’

‘If you are asking. I have rarely seen a hairy back before.’

‘Well I tell you what, come into me, press your chest against mine and put your arms around my back and let your hands rub up and down my back and at the same time you can feel my hairy chest rubbing against you, so it almost will feel for you what a hairy chest you could have.’

Sam did as he was told and put his arms around the barber, the barber doing likewise and pulling in tight

’See my back is almost as hairy as my chest so let your hands rub into my skin.’

‘Christ it’s amazing,’ Sam replied as he started to move his chest tight up against the barbers hair letting the hairs rub against his skin

‘How does that feel?’

I feel as I rub against you as if I have a hairy chest. Its just what I have always imagined. I am almost feeling like a bear even with no chest hair but all your hair makes me feel as if its mine.

‘That’s the idea. Now I seem to think there’s a bit of a pole rubbing against my thigh. Feels as if you have a hard on.’

‘Not just a hard on but my cock is aching with all this rubbing.’

‘I hope you are feeling something more than a pole against your thigh.’

‘Shit is that your cock it feels more like another leg.’

Taking one hand away from Sam, the barber pushed Sam’s hand down between them

‘So feel that.’

‘Christ its huge.’

‘Of course it is. It’s pure Turkish thick cock. All us men have a good 9” and not just the length but thick and cut as well.. That cock of mine needs to get out and you can see properly so unzip me and take it out.’

Sam carefully unzipped the massive bulge and put his hand inside to feel the throbbing dick. ‘You need to undo the belt and let my trousers down so you can lift it out. It’s too big to just take out like this.’

As Sam let down the trousers so the meaty prick bounced upwards. Sam could not believe the size. If this is what all Turks have then I want one he thought to himself.

‘So now I have let you feel all my hair, I need a couple of favours from you.’

Firstly you get down on your knees and suck. My wife hates a blow job but I love it and only men know how to do it properly.’

‘I might choke with trying to suck.’

‘Trust me once you let your mouth open and breathe carefully this will slip down the back of your throat.’

The barber undid Sam’s zip and slid his trousers down over his cock which was tenting in his pants.

‘Not a bad dick but it could be bigger. I think you would like a thick dick like mine, yeah?’

‘I sure would.’

‘So get down and feel this big chopper into your mouth. I want to feel my cock all the way down the back of your throat. Take hold of my heavy balls and pull them down as you start to lick my head.’

Sam sat on the floor and took hold of the barber’s heavy balls.

‘Now pull down tight and move you head in. Get your mouth full of spit to cover my head.’ Holding the Barbers balls Sam started licking the glistening head covering it with more and more spit running his lips around the full helmet.

‘That’s good but now I need to feel your mouth get deeper. You don’t need to take the full length but go as far as you can without chocking.’

Still holding the balls Sam opened his mouth as wide as possible and moved it slowly down into his throat. It was massive but having such a thick member in his mouth was a real turn on.. The barber took hold of Sam’s head and moved it further into his cock.

‘Good boy you are doing this well now start move your mouth up and down my shaft. Let me feel you sucking  up and down. Christ that feels good but I need to stop you there as there is now the second favour I need of you. Take your mouth out of my shaft and stand up.’

Looking Sam in the face he said

‘My wife hates being bum fucked  but I love arse fucking and your arse is now ready for a fuck. Let me see that arse of yours.’

The barber let his hands move across Sam’s cheeks and started to push them apart to expose his hole.

‘Look quite tight to me but with all your spit you should be able to take.’

‘I’m not sure I can take your prick’ Sam said.

‘Don’t worry I’ll be gentle and I’ll just let a good gob of my spit onto my shaft so it will be easier. Now bend over as it will be better for you.

Sam wanted to feel the barbers cock insider him. He wanted to feel a real hairy man stick it all the way up..

The barber keeping Sam’s cheeks as far apart as possible guided his cock to the hole and with a gentle push started to move his helmet in.

‘Christ it’s huge. I’m really not sure.’

‘Just relax, be a man like us Turks and once in you will want the full length trust me. Now be a man. Pushing a bit more the full helmet entered his arse and then Sam felt he could relax a bit. It felt so good he started to shove his arse back towards the cock.

‘I want to feel those thick pubes of yours up against me and also feel all that body hair rubbing against me as you grind your cock.’

‘I’ll put my full cock inside you and the give you a moment to rest before we do the next part. This next one with be a changer for you. You will become a man just like all us Turks. Now stand up and squeeze your bum so you feel me deep inside you.���

‘Now let’s turn you to look at the mirror so you can see yourself and I start to fuck you harder.

‘Good you can see yourself with that smooth chest and feel my hairy chest against your back.’

‘It feels as if I have the hairy back when you are pressed against me.’

‘So you’d like to have a hairy chest and back would you?’

‘Seeing you is exactly what I’d love to have.’

‘Good I hoped you might say that. So are you ready for me to start a harder fuck and then come inside you cause there’s plenty of spunk in my balls and I want you to feel it shooting all the way up.’

‘I want you all and now even though that prick of yours is so big my arse is aching to be fucked by it.’

As the barber  starting to move his cock in and out down the length of Sam’s arse he moved his arms to the front around Sam.

‘This arse of yours is made for me and boy am I gonna fuck

Let me start rubbing your arms with my hands while I fuck ok?’

‘Please I want to feel those hairy manly arms all over me.’ Sam was almost begging

As he rubbed his hands over Sam’s arms, Sam was suddenly aware that those smooth arms of his were sprouting hairs and not just blond hairs but dark almost black hairs, long and curling from his shoulders all the way down to the tips of his fingers

‘What is happening my arms are now looking hairy.’

The barber replied as he continued to let his cock run the full length of Sam’s arse.

‘You said you’d like to be hairy. Looks good and manly does it not?

‘But they are not just becoming hairy they look more muscular’.

‘Who wants to be a skinny man. We all want to be real men don’t we?’

‘Well yes’

‘So now let me run my arms across your smooth chest and see what I can do for you.’

As the barber ran his rough large hands across Sam’s chest he thought it at first looked like a shadow across his whole chest and then as he looked down he realised it was hairs not just slowly sprouting out of every pore but quickly and looking like a forest of curling black hair all the way cross and down even on his shoulders. Not only around his pecs and navel but the entire chest was hairy. His whole chest was larger with now broad shoulders and dark skin and he had a 6 pack he’d never had before and such a big pair of pecs all covered in coarse hair. It was like a perfect Turkish man’s chest.

‘Let me bring my hands up to your nipples which I can hardly see for hair. You gave mine a nice pinch so let me do the same for you. All Turks love their nipples played with.’

As the barber started to work his nipples so Sam groaned with pleasure moving his arse in and out against the barber.s cock.

‘Christ that is amazing it so turning me on. Squeeze them harder’

Good I like to squeeze Turkish nipples. And you have a really big pair with extended nipple heads. Is that better? These will hsow nicely through all your shirts and everyone can see what a big pair of Turkish tits you have.’

‘It’s fucking fantastic.’

‘You like your new chest?’

‘It’s like a dream. I feel much more a real man. My arse feels bigger and more round and am I right is saying its hairy.’

‘It’s very hairy, all the way inside that nice crack of yours and you now have a big bubble butt and bigger hole so my cock sits well inside you.’

‘I’ts no longer sore and I want you to increase your rythmn I’m so wanting you to come inside me I can feel those thick pubes of your rubbing against my hairy arse. Shit it’s great.

‘Don’t worry “m coming round to put my hands on that cock of your but first I need to rub my hands over your face and head so close your eyes and just enjoy me thrusting faster and faster inside you.’

The more the barber thrust the more Sam pushed his arse back to see the full length of the thick shaft. He wanted every inch as he felt the barber’s hands rub against his face. As he rubbed he could feel that his face was no longer smooth but it was almost as though there was a brush in between his face and the barbers hands. His head felt different and that trim he came in for was as though he had had a very close cut even more than a number one.’

‘Now open your eyes. Look at yourself and the man you are’

The face staring back at him was no longer the wholesome blond Brit. The face he looked at in the mirror could for him almost have been a criminal. He was completely bald, shaven with a shiny top but from the top of his ears there was a thick black beard and moustache. So thick he could hardly see his mouth. The beard was at least 3inches long and took up all his chin and neck all the way down to where it met his hairy chest. He had a brown face, a squashed nose as if it could have been broken in a fight and thick bushy black eyebrows. He looked exactly like a middle eastern thug, a Turkish thug but he looked a man and man that no one would tamper with. He looked every part a man who would dominate but here he was being now aggressively fucked and loving the large cock inside him.

‘Now you look like a man. Makes me even more horny to fuck you like a brother Turk. I need to cum soon but first let me put my hands of your cock so you come at the same time.

The barber moved his hands down to grip Sam’s cock who was still staring at his new face.

‘Now look down’

Sam looked and what had been a good 6 incher before was now 9” and thick like the barber with such a forest of dark pubes. Now  Sam looked just like a masculine tough nut Turk. He was ready to come just staring at his new tool and he could feel the barber’s cock in him pulsating ready to shoot his load of cum.

‘If you are ready we both cum but I tell you this is a new beginning and you will feel at first for a short time a bit different but don’t worry it’s all part of what you want.’

‘I hope so.’ shouted Sam, ‘Just let me have everything you have and let me feel your pubes right up against my hairy arse as you cum so I am about to shoot.’

And with that the barber

Shouted ‘Fuck you Turk be one of us.’

As Sam felt the spunk shoot up his arse so his own cock exploded, arches of cum hitting the mirror and running down, great creamy drops.

When he opened his eyes after his orgasm everything seemed a bit cloudy not just his eyes but his brain. He was struggling to think what to say in English. He thought he knew what to say but he was rapidly forgetting words and instead other words of a foreign tongue were in his mind

‘I feel …. ‘He managed to say in English but even those two words he noted were in a much deeper voice and with a strong accent. It did not sound like his voice.

‘Tell me what you are thinking in your preferred language.’ The barber said

Sam said in a rasping deep voice in Turkish ‘That was a fucking great fuck.’

‘Yes Samir only we know how to fuck like real men. Welcome my Cousin.’ This was no longer Sam looking at himself in the mirror, it was now Samir.

‘Tell you what cousin I look fucking great. A hairy Turk with a huge dick and now you and I have a Turkish coffee and cigarette and then I fuck the living daylights of you. One favour deserves another. We keep it is the family eh?’

‘I get you good job in nightclub Samir.’

‘Sure Cousin, I like a good fight. No one gets on the wrong side of me.’

‘A tough Turk and a good fuck.’

‘Yeah but now time for you to turn round and I give you a good Samir fuck’

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

SORRY - Chapter 4

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As Dominique was walking towards the Gorilla position, she ran into Trinity and any other day Dom would have given her a friendly wave but today Dominique couldn’t help the glare that made its way on her face.. Trinity immediately held her hands up. 

“I come in peace.” She tried to joke, but Dominique didn’t find it funny, she pursed her lips and crossed her arms over her chest. “Okay..” Trinity muttered before clearing her throat. “I just wanted to say that nothing happened between me and Jon. He was drunk and came to my hotel room this morning, but nothing happened.” 

Dominique let out a sigh and dropped her arms. “Good to know. Listen, I have to go..” She tried to walk past but Trinity grabbed her arm. 

“Wait, he’s really sorry. He told me what happened at the club and while it was very stupid of him, he’s hurting and - “ Dominique didn’t want to hear anymore. She snatched her arm out of Trinity’s grasp. 

“I have no problem with you Trinity. Let's try to keep it that way.” Trinity scoffed. 

“I’m not the enemy -” 

“No, you are the enemy” Dominique cut her off. “ Just because shit didn’t work out with y’all doesn’t mean that you can try to swoop in and try to get him back while we’re having a rough patch.” They were now in each other’s face, with Dominique slightly towering over her because of her high heels. 

“Ladies , Ladies relax.” Randy called out as he grabbed Dom but her shoulders and gently moved her back from Trinity.  “What’s going on?” 

“Nothing, I was just leaving..” Trinity answered, giving Dominique one last glare before walking away from them. 

“You alright?” Randy asked as he turned Dominique towards him. “I never knew y’all had beef.” Dominique cracked a smile. 

“We don’t have beef.” She said, rolling her eyes. “I saw her with Jon earlier and -” She shrugged and sighed. “Just rubbed me the wrong way.”

 Randy winced. “Damn you caught him with his ex-fiance..” Dominique shrugged and wrapped her arms around herself. “How bad was it?” 

“I mean they were just standing there, when the elevator doors opened but look, it was bound to happen anyway right?” Randy had a confused look on his face. “When I first started working here they were THE couple and only broke up over a misunderstanding so why wouldn’t he go back go her?” 

“Because he loves you.”

“Not as much as he loves her apparently. You didn’t see how close they were earlier. It was like I interrupted an intimate moment between them.” Dominique said, her voice slightly wavering at the end of her sentence. Randy noticed and pulled her into a tight hug. 

“Imma tell you the same thing I told you last night, Jimmy loves you, talks about nothing else but you hell, he even finds ways to bring you up in the conversation. Whatever him and Trinity had was years ago, so get those thoughts out of your head.”

Jon stopped walking and caused Josh to bump into him. “What the hell Uce,?!”  Jon didn’t respond, only titled his head and squinted his eyes and if it was going to make his vision clearer, because he knew damn well that wasn’t his fiance down the hall in the arms of Randy Orton.  “Oh shit.” Josh winched. “I’m sure it's a good explanation for this Uce.” 

“I’m sure it is,” Jon whispered before shaking his head and walking in the opposite direction of Randy and Dominique. 

It was finally time for the main event of the night which was Randy and his partner Matt Riddle versus Jon and Josh… which was ironic as fuck to her.  She stood near the corner of the ring as both teams made their entrances, She moved to the side as Jon and Josh posed in the corner, she frowned as Jon glared at her as he walked past her. 

While she was introducing the teams she noticed Jon wouldn’t even look in her direction. He kept his eyes locked on Randy. When Randy looked over at Dominique, Jon snapped and walked into Randy’s face. “You stay the fuck away from my fiance.” Jon gritted out through his clenched teeth while  pointing his finger in Randy’s face. 

“Oh shit.” Dominique whispered as she was ushered out of the ring by the referee. Josh and Riddle were trying to separate Randy and Jon. 

“Chill Uce!” She heard Josh yell at Jon while he was pushing him back in their corner. “Relax, be professional!” All Dominique could do was watch with wide eyes as Jon glared over at her once again. 

“The fuck did I do?” She whispered, confused as hell. She should be the one glaring at him! What the fuck was he so mad at?! 

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[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 5

synopsis: brooks is in the crowd to watch Y/N’s match, but The Judgement Day is not thrilled when they see him. 

tags: violence, chair shots, good ole’ wrasslin’, angst. fem!reader, ex!brooks, poly!judgement day

A/N: i was gonna wait but i needed to put this out there bc i’m a sick individual...can i just say the love and support on not just this writing but others i’ve posted has been amazing and it makes my day when people message and send requests? literally ty all so much, i would kiss you all on the foreheads if i could 

mentions: @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​

Y/N spent the rest of her time backstage before her match trying to relax. Her conversation with Brooks and the reactions of her partners were doing little to nothing to ease her nerves, but she knew she just needed to go out and do what she did best. She spent some time to herself getting ready before the others came back, and she smiled up at them gently as she laced her boots. Rhea took an eyeliner pen and did her signature TJD underneath one of Y/N’s eyes and Finn stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders to help loosen her up. “So this Brooks character…” Finn began. “He’s going to be out there watching your match?”

As Rhea finished her makeup, Y/N nodded and rolled her shoulders as Finn loosened her up. “He’ll be out there somewhere. And I’m asking you guys not to cause trouble with him.” Dominik scoffed as he tied a purple bandana around his neck. “We can’t make any promises, but we’ll think about it.” He smirked. Y/N wasn’t about to let her partners make a fool of themselves at ringside, so she turned to look at Dom with a small frown. “I’m serious, Dominik. I understand why you guys want me to distance myself from things in my past but I just…h-he’s a good guy.” She said softly. 

For being the largest of the group, Damian was also the biggest softy. He immediately took note of Y/N’s reaction and gave Dom a light slap to the arm. “She has a match soon and you really think this is the time to act like that?” He scolded Dom, who blushed and put his hands up in defense. Rhea rolled her eyes at the two of them and moved to finish getting herself ready. “We’ll behave as long as he behaves.” She said, deciding that would be the end of the conversation. “And you two need to quit fucking around in the corner, we have places to be.” Y/N closed her eyes as Rhea mothered everyone in the room, working to calm herself down and focus on her upcoming match against Candace LeRae. 

Eventually, The fivesome began to make their way to gorilla for Y/N’s match. She was in the middle, Damian and Dominik to her left and Rhea and Finn to her right. Damian and Rhea were definitely the most protective of Y/N and always placed themselves right next to her when possible. She adjusted her pink denim jacket one more time, placed her cherry lollipop in her mouth, and hit the cues with her partners as their lights and music hit. There was something about coming out to the crowds in this new persona, something about the energy that shifted when they all walked in a room…it made Y/N feel incredible. She could barely put it into words how it all felt. But she needed to channel that energy, as this match was huge for her in claiming her spot in the Women’s Division on Raw while also giving Brooks a show in the audience. 

When Brooks said he was going to be front and center, he wasn’t kidding. As The Judgement Day came down to the ring, she immediately took note of where he was and smiled at him; where Y/N thought she would be nervous seeing Brooks during this match, she now felt his presence comforting her. The other four also took note of him and where he was in the audience, but Y/N was able to distract them and have them stand elsewhere during the match. They all begrudgingly did what she asked, but still couldn’t promise they wouldn’t get into any mischief down the road. 

Truth be told, Y/N was also going to cause some chaos and rile them up. They couldn’t control her every move and she was going to continue being the same character she always had been, even before The Judgement Day came into her life. Y/N took the lollipop from her mouth and walked to where Brooks was standing, smirking as she held it out for him and placed the candy into his mouth. The audience around them cheered, having been aware of the history between the two, and Y/N went into the ring like nothing happened. The faces on her partners were not the most thrilled they’d ever been, but she knew she could defend her decision backstage if they had words about it. 

Once the match started, Y/N and Candace were both on a roll. Candace’s acrobatic, more athletic moves were a nice contrast to Y/N’s harsher striking and submission style. Rhea, Dominik, Damian, and Finn all kept to themselves at ringside and even stayed on the other side away from Brooks. But that didn’t erase the fact that every so often they would glare at him; at one point Rhea was even mockingly waving at him to get some kind of reaction. But Brooks wasn’t giving in, he stayed focused on the match and cheered Y/N on while he kept the lollipop in his mouth. Every so often, when she wasn’t looking at her partners, she would look for Brooks and he’d give her a reassuring nod and smile. This was exactly what she needed. At one point though when Y/N fell out of the ring after a pretty nasty hit, Brooks was front and center at the barricade making sure she was okay. 

“Baby, you good?” He asked, concern lacing his voice as he held his hand out for you to get back up. Without a second thought Y/N grabbed his hand and pulled herself up, smiling like the giddy girl she was whenever he’d help her in the past. Fuck, I can’t let him go. She thought to herself. Y/N turned her head though, when her four partners saw was Brooks was doing and made her way to the other side of the ring. “Don’t even think about it.” She told them, shaking her head and letting go of Brooks’s hand. “It’s fine, just go back over there.” Of course, Rhea wasn’t listening. She continued to step closer to them until she was standing in front of Brooks, even though Y/N was trying to keep her away. “If I were you, I’d stay away from our girl.”

Brooks shook his head and laughed in Rhea’s face. “She may be your girl now, but she was mine when no one else gave a fuck about her.” Y/N wasn’t even paying attention to them anymore but was now focused on the three boys. “I’m serious, go!” She knew she couldn’t handle being distracted like this, so she got back in the ring to continue her match. But when she did, Candace was ready to end the entire match and swept under her feet to bring Y/N to the ground. She was going to take advantage of her opponent being distracted, and once Y/N was back on the ground Candace climbed the ropes for a moonsault. Somehow Y/N was able to kick out at the two count, and that brought the attention of The Judgement Day and Brooks back to the match. “I’m not finished with you.” Rhea pointed at Brooks before following the boys back to the other side of the ring. “Come on, Y/N! Get up!” Her partners started to cheer as she took her sweet old time getting to her feet again. 

After everything that just occurred, Y/N was raging. Five people she loved and cared about almost made her lose one of the biggest matches of her career thus far, and she wasn’t about to let any of them live it down. Once she was on her feet again, Y/N started to pace and watch Candace’s every last move. “Get up!” She yelled at her opponent, standing in the corner of the ring to watch her. Once Candace was also up on her feet, Y/N came at her with a spear that practically flipped her inside out and positioned herself for a submission move Damian had been working on with her. Almost identical to a sharpshooter but with a slightly different leg position, Y/N locked Candace into the hold and put all of the pressure on her back. From there, it was only a matter of seconds before Candace tapped and Y/N was announced as the winner. 

She dropped Candace back down onto the mat and smiled as she caught her breath; Y/N didn’t even realize that her partners had made their way back over to Brooks in the crowd and immediately began to attack him. Brooks didn’t even have enough time to defend himself, as Damian lifted him over the barricade and they started to kick him while he was on the ground. “What are you doing?” Y/N yelled from the ring, watching as Finn picked Brooks up and threw him into the ring for everyone to see what they were doing.  “Step aside, Princess. He needs to be taught a lesson.” Rhea warned, stepping in front of Y/N as if to block her from getting to Brooks. But Y/N was small and quick, so she was able to get around Rhea and stand between Brooks and the other members of the group. “Don’t hurt him, okay? He didn’t do anything!” She begged, her hands up and Brooks gently reaching out to hold her ankle as a way of thanking her. 

The four of them were fuming. Finn was the first to speak up as he watched what was going on. “Remember what we told you, Y/N.” He warned softly. Brooks began to slowly get himself back to his feet and stood behind Y/N, a gentle hand on her waist this time. “Think about what’s best for you. Think of all we’ve done for you.” Finn said again. Dominik was already cracking his knuckles at the sight of someone else touching their girl, and steam was coming from Damian’s ears. No one touched their girl, and she was only making them more upset the longer she went without making a decision. 

Y/N looked back and forth between Brooks and The Judgement Day. Finn was right; the four of them had done so much for her and every day showed how much they truly cared about her even if some of their actions were flawed. They took her under their wing when barely anyone else in the company gave a shit about her. But on the other hand, Brooks had always served as the person she could confide in when she was struggling. He was the first person who made her feel beautiful in and outside of the ring. But where was he when she needed someone to stand up for her in NXT? Where was Brooks when Y/N doubted herself and debated leaving this company? She was stuck between two parts of her life, and they were all expecting her to make her decision. 

As the crowd roared around them, telling Y/N what decision to make, she slowly turned her back to The Judgement Day and wrapped her arms around Brooks’s shoulders in a tight hug. Y/N buried her face in his neck as he picked her up, his body relaxing into hers and holding her as tight as he could. “I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.” He said in her ear as they slowly stepped away from the four (clearly pissed) individuals in the ring. Brooks even put his hat back on her head like they always did when she won matches; he was just happy to see Y/N was picking the right side. 

However, he had no clue what was coming his way. 

Brooks gently placed Y/N back on her feet and kissed her forehead before glaring at The Judgement Day from over her shoulder. He didn’t even say another word to them, even though they were already hopping out of the ring and climbing underneath it to find whatever weapons they could. Brooks protectively put Y/N behind him, watching Damian and Finn who had stayed in the ring and started to slowly move closer to the two of them while Rhea and Dominik tossed a couple chairs into the ring. Y/N being behind Brooks was the perfect opportunity for her to make it clear which side she was on, because she quickly dropped to her knees and delivered a low blow to Brooks. 

Y/N’s four partners immediately began to smile at her; Rhea was dying of laughter, pointing at Brooks as he fell to the canvas holding his manhood. Y/N looked down at him, his hat still on her head, and her own sadness and anger written all over her face at the decision she’d made. She had to prove herself to her partners, and that meant trusting them and their plan for her. Once Brooks was back on the ground the boys began to attack him again, and this time Dominik pulled Y/N into a hug as they watched. At one point when Brooks got up on his knees to hopefully defend himself, Rhea delivered a chair shot to his back. 

The four of them turned to Y/N once they all had a turn giving Brooks a piece of their mind. Damian held out a chair to her and smiled. “Finish it off, princesa. End it.” He told her. And while Y/N didn’t immediately take the chair, she eventually did and walked in a circle around Brooks’s writhing body. “Where were you when I needed you?” Y/N asked Brooks as she looked down at him. “You didn’t care about me. You never did.” The look on Brooks’s face said otherwise, but Y/n knew she needed to end this. She looked at each of her partners before lifting the chair up and delivering the harshest chair shot she could manage to Brooks’s upper body. 

She dropped the chair before taking off Brooks’s hat and dropping it onto his body, wiping away the one singular tear that had rolled down her cheek. The Judgement Day rolled out of the ring five deep, Damian pulling Y/N to his chest as they walked up the ramp to go backstage and Rhea continuing to taunt Brooks from a distance. They were all proud of Y/N and she was proud of herself, but the next step of this process was grieving the relationships she had to let go of in order to follow the plan. While The Judgement Day was prepared for that to happen, Y/N had no clue what was about to happen. 

[newkatzkafe2023]

What If demon Male ( Y/N ) have a personality like fluttershy ( from My little pony ).

Fluttershy love animals but scare of people plus super shy to the other people.

But when they angry is quite surprising cuz it's really rare to happen.

"So how well The Monkey king react"

I love my little pony my childhood!!!🤩🥰🤯

(Lmk Wukong) You were so adorable. He remembered clear as day the first time you guys met. You were red as a cherry Holding A baby bunny in your arms. He quickly realized you were in a threat at all. In fact, he was like What he was seeing and wanted to know what what else you got." Every day he comes to make his move with you. And every day you would squeak and look like a cherry. You were also the kindest person Heck, the kindest demon ever met. You are always worried about him and his injuries taking care of him and making sure He eats and drinks a lot of water and tea. You were also very soft-spoken and always talked to him in a low tone. But you also know when to be firm with him. When he gets to reckless, and that's when he'll listen to you sometimes. But 1 day MK and the rest got into a fight with some D. M star attacking the city again, but well, one of them almost stepped on Moe. The cat iswhen you got involved

and you came and swinging everybody's without there with jaws drop. Well , except for wukong , who had hearts in his eyes and dopey expression on his face He received severe brainstorming a way to repay you for protecting him, his successor and his friends, Although the way he's planning to do it won't be innocent at all. When you finally calmed down and the demons were defeated. You apologize to everyone about your outbursts, but MK and Mei We're astonished and fan girling all over the damn place with how awesome you were and how impressive your strength was. Later that day, I will come whispered something to you and flew off. So flower fruit mountain, what he said, i'm leaving that up to you

(NR Wukong) Oh my gosh, your cuteness is what constantly turns him on. He remembered the first time I met you. You were so gentle with him, and kindness seems to be your biggest quality. And he would find you around taking care of the city's stray animals, whether it'd be wrapping up their wounds or feeding them or sometimes just sitting on the curb and petting them. You are a very gentle soul, but you had the appearance of a gorilla who can snap anyone like a twig. Man, he had to get you before somebody else. Does so he officially asked you out, and that's when your relationship began. And 1 day, a bunch of thug demons were harassing some downtown people. But what pissed you off was the fact that they almost stepped on a rat. While a reckless sweet bothering the children too, that's when you snapped and lost all your reason

Wow, everybody knows you really don't f*** around, do you? Especially with people's lives. And you may have forever captured the heart of a certain monkey King, who is having not so pure thoughts about you and whatever you're doing right now. He wonders if he can get you with that upset with him. You will destroy him like that in bed. When you finally calm down and make sure all of the kids and pets were all right , you went over to apologize to Wukong about ruining your outing together, but it appears. He was way into it more than you thought. And it's beckoning you to follow him home so you guys can work off that excess adrenaline.

(MKR Wukong) You got to be kidding him. The monk has sent him to find the most dangerous creature in this part of the forest And ask him for his aid in the journey. He Did not expect to find a Hulking figure that speaks Like a baby and freaks out at the smallest sounds. And despite your huge figure, you look like you couldn't even squish a bug without running for someone to go kill it for where are you. The monk is really pissing him off now. I mean he does that a lot but this, this is not fair. But Despite Wukong Not taking you seriously at all You are still kind and respectful to him. Always greeting him with a good morning or a how are you Or have a good day even as you pet whatever random forest animal You find or has come to you. I guess your manners won him over a little bit but he still doesn't think too much of you until one day The Monk got kidnapped by some demons again and Wukong Went Save him with you following him pursued as to offer support for Hurt. And hurt the heat was it was That your boyfriend got hurt but Almost named a poor squirrel that Got caught in the cross fire and that's when you snapped

Everybody watched beat the ass of every demon that disrespected you and your friend. After a while, you walked past the dead bodies of the demons who kidnapped the monk and released him. You then reached your bloody hand towards the baby squirrel. That was caught in the crossfire. It was shaking and fear, but since that, you were no threat. You picked it up and whispered towards it as you were finally coming back to your original self. You turn to apologize to the Wukong to apologize for your outburst, but something was different about him. He was blushing. He was drooling a little bit, and there were deep red hearts in his eyes. As he stared at you with a dark expression. You were worried that you may have scared him. But with the way he was purring now. I think you did the exact opposite as he pulled you by your shirt. Your uncontrolled fury had flipped a switch in his brain. And now he wants in on whatever you got.

(HIB Wukong) I feel he'll like your personality. You are a lot more patient than he is, that's for sure. And his Grouch moments don't seem to put you off. If anything, it motivates you to see what would make him feel better about the situations. So I guess he'll appreciate that. They also appreciate how you show Liuer how to be respectful and gentle to animals? And how you care very much for nature as well , and even provide for injured or Sick animals Until one day some stray demands were Hunting for animals and harassing the villagers When one of them almost hurt Silly Girl and a Butterfly That's when you snapped entirely you quickly grab silly girl and put her next to Liuer Before going absolutely insane on those demons.

Everybody's jaw dropped as they watched. You lay ways to all those demons that attacked the children and the animal. You finally calm down the second demons. Decided to run away from you, and you went back to your shy, soft-spoken self. As you apologize to everyone for your outburst. But everybody seemed to be cheering and impressed by your unusual. There was even a little mini party as a thanks for helping. When everybody went home,that's Wukong.Approach you. And then he was making a bunch of very steamy promises as he pulled you towards Cave.

(Netflix Wukong) OMG You guys have the cutest relationship with anybody what he has ever seen. It is so adorable that people wanna throw up and be envious of what you guys have. You guys took forever to give a hug to the other with out Blushing on both ends. Don't even get me started on the First Kiss. It is so painfully cute. Your kindness was a big advantage on winning him over and a listening ear for him when he's having a bad day, and do you appreciate when you offer cuddles to distress. You were always there to offer him comfortand he appreciates that , but one day, you actually got to see the cause of his discomfort. Some demons Invaders were not taking him seriously at all. In fact, they were bullying him. Engranted, he was fighting more, but You yourself can hear his Stone Heart breaking from a bunch of miles from Here. And that's when you lost it

You had no problem striking the fear of God into those demons. I think some of them might be dead. But everybody saw what you can clearly do when provoked and enraged. The demons quickly retreat at knowing better than to try and stay and fight you. And everybody in the village stood there in shock before breaking out into a cheer's, and that's when you snapped out of it and turned back into your shy. Cherry soft spoken self Quickly apologizing for the outbursts to both the villagers. When you got back from the town square, you were ready to apologize to Wukong about your uncontrollable anger. Until he looked at you strangely. There was a blush on his face and hearts in his eyes ,He had never seen you like that before, How savaged how unhinged how, How sexy. He wants a taste of that rage in your body, and he's gonna get it now.

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[saintmagx]

I Knew you were Trouble ❤️‍🔥

In which y/n joins the WWE as a female competitor and is thrown into the crazy world of the Usos. Friendship, love , betrayal and mutual pining awaits.

AN: Literally making this for myself, might publish more of it, might not - enjoy I guess? 😳😂

in this reality, Trinity is still with WWE

Pairing: Jimmy uso x reader, Jey uso x reader (platonic)

w/c: 766

⚠️ Warnings: 18+ , swearing, violence (this is the WWE after all) slight smut, infidelity, jealous Jimmy, bad writing, cringe story telling, the Usos (because they are a warning in themselves) ⚠️

I was in your sights, you got me alone, you found me❤️‍🔥

“And the challenger, being accompanied by the Usos, from y/h/t, y/r/n”

I was on top of the world. My life couldn’t be much better. I had my boys walking me down to the ring to face off against Charlotte for the Woman’s championship. I had been busting my ass for the past 8 months and finally earned my shot at the title. Nothing could ruin this moment for me - right?

“What the - ”

THUD

Then there was darkness.

Ok, so we may be getting a little bit ahead of ourselves, let’s take it back to 8 months ago, when it was your first day on Smackdown.

8 months ago

I was finally getting my opportunity after years of busting my ass in the independent circuit. I guess you could say I had made a name for myself and the WWE just had to have me.

Tonight I was making my debut on Smackdown, I was teaming up with Naomi to face off against Carmella and Mandy Rose. Carmella and Mandy where the current Woman’s tag team champions and Naomi had been teaming with Natalya - however she had been injured and I was asked to step in. This match could make or break me - I HAD to impress.

Standing backstage doing my pre-match stretched I’m broken from my trance

“Hey girl, I’m honestly so excited to be partnering with you tonight”

“Trinity hey, honestly same - though I’m a little disappointed we have to lose the match.”

“Yeah it bummed me out abit too at first, but all we have to do is put on one hell of a show”

“Good luck tonight baby” my eyes switch from Trinity to the handsome as hell man who approached her. His smile was infections, enough to make me weak at the knees. Wait…..baby?

“Y/n, this is my husband Jon, Jon this is y/n”

As if time stopped, his attention was on me, I could feel his eyes bore into me, slowly dragging up my body, my cheeks HAD to be red, oh god please don’t let anyone notice. Jon smirked at me - safe to say he noticed.

“Pleasure to meet you y/n”

Before I could reply, another equally as handsome man joined his side.

“Josh, this is y/n, y/n this is Josh, Jon's brother” Trinity said as she was stretching out for our match.

“I’m the handsome brother” Josh says, with a wink

“You do remember we are twins right?” Jon retorts

“Obviously uce, but I’m still the better looking brother”

Josh stood there with a shit eating grin plastered on his face. He had ruffled his brothers feathers once more and he was proud of himself.

These boy are going to be trouble.

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Our match was set up for us to lose, but we put on one hell of a show - main event material. Back at the gorilla Hunter were there to chat with me after my debut.

“Think of the bigger picture y/n” Hunter says

“You can’t always win. Remember when you go through that curtain you are telling a story, selling it with you matches and promos. Anyway, this sets it up perfectly for you guys to go for the titles”

“What?” I look up at him in disbelief

“The titles?”

“Y/n your hard work and determination shows off. The tag titles is a fantastic opportunity to kick start your time here.”

Not really sure what came over me but next thing I knew I had my arms wrapped around hunter squeezing him tight.

“You have no idea how much this means to me, thank you, thank you, thank you - I won’t let you down”

“You deserve it kid, now go show everyone what you are made of”

Leaving the gorilla my eyes glance to Trinity and the boys walking towards catering.

“TRIN DID YOU HEAR” I scream, jumping her from behind.

“HUNTER IS GIVING US THE TAG TITLES”

“What?”

A twinge of jealousy spreads across me as I watch Jon dip his head down and place a kiss on Trinity's forehead - wait, I shouldn’t even be feeling like this - I give myself a shake and turn my attention to Josh.

“We have to celebrate”

“Josh, we haven’t actually won the titles yet, let’s save the celebrations till then huh?” I laugh

“Wait that’s a great idea, let’s do drinks, come on y/n let’s go get ready” Trin says as she drags me off.

Guess we are celebrating tonight.

If I’d have know how the night would turn out, I’d have headed straight back to the hotel.

[coleskingdom]

Mine Pt 5

The promo

Genre Smut

Jay White x reader

Warnings NSFW Minors DNI

I came back from being in glam for my first on screen segment. I had just put on the gold heels that were easily the most expensive uncomfortable shoes I’ve ever owned. I appraised myself in the mirror, the gold switchblade really setting off the black ensemble. “ There’s my girl” Jay smiling as I turned around, the leather jacket in his hands. “Here let me put it on you” He put the jacket on me, and came around to turn me back to the mirror. “Is it too much?” I ask, I look like a person I don’t recognize. “You look fucking amazing. It’s perfect you’ll get used to it, then when you come back through the curtain you become you again….thats who I’m in love with. Though if this alter ego ever wants to play I wouldn’t tell her no.” His wink made me laugh. “ Are you going to be able to superkick in any of this? “ I turned into the move resting my heel on his shoulder. “Well that’s some move you got there. I apologize for ever doubting the ability of your kick.” He moved my leg to around his waist grinning pulling me forward into him. “ I don’t know that I can do this. I’ve never been a character.” My forehead resting on his, he dropped my leg, putting his arms around me. “I won’t let you fail, I’ve got you. If not me the boys have got you.”he said.

As if on cue, Matt , Nick, Cole and Page, walked in. “Hey, Ospreay is here for his match he wanted to see if it was okay if he came in.” Matt said. A grin broke out on my face. Matt stuck his head into the hallway, and Will came in “Holy shit, you’ve always been beautiful but this this is something else” Will said I could hear Jay inhale but instead of ripping into him, “ She is isn’t she.” He agreed. The rest of us let out the breath we’d been holding. “ You’ll kill it out there love” giving me a hug “ I think I’m opening the show, I’ll be in gorilla watching, we should go out and celebrate after.” He left the locker room. “He’s a cheeky fucker isn’t he. “ Jay said somewhere between annoyed and amused.

We ran through how everything was going to go. I wasn’t going to have to speak, just stand there. Jay was going to take the lead in an explanation that flirted the kayfabe reality line a little to closely but given everything it was for the best. A worried look passed Jays face “ Guys if something happens out there just get her out of the ring and safe.”

Matt “What do you think is going to happen?”

“ I’m just thinking if I’m Finlay and I’m at risk of losing Bullet Club and have been humiliated in the dirt sheets. I’m going to attack tonight, and I’m coming full force. Fuck how did I not see this coming.” He’s pacing now like a caged animal

“Should I stay back here?” I asked cautiously The chorus of No’s rang in the locker room.

Just then Tony knocked on the door, “It’s time” his big smile not matching the room. I feel the weight of everything on my shoulders, I gripped jays hand tighter, Matt and Page directly behind us, and Nick and Cole behind them. Jay kissed my hand and I felt Matt’s hands on my shoulder, the original Bullet Club music hit. The crowd exploded, but I found my eyes scanning the arena. Jay and Page sat on the ropes to let me in, I entered followed by the guys. Jay is talking when six men jump the barrier and enter the ring. Why did Jay have to be right this time? Each of the war dogs has one of the guys , a war dog has Jay in a hold and Finlay takes his microphone.

. “Hi Princess remember me?” Finlay sneers, “ I’m actually surprised you had the courage to run out on me, at our wedding but don’t worry my boys and I had a really good time at the reception.” I step to the side of the ring knowing that I have to grab a mic. I reach for the mic and my eyes lock on Jays and I know I have to do this.

“ You know what’s funny David, you may have had fun at our reception with a coked up pop tart, but on our wedding night I was learning to breathe with the switchblade “ the crowd reacting to the realness of the statement. “ I have never seen a more impotent leader of bullet club David, hell it’s only a matter of time before the rest of your dogs realize what a bitch you really are.”

Danger flashes in David’s dead eyes, “ You really have them all fooled don’t you, that they think you’re something special when you’re just a ring rat with her daddies money. “ he smirked

“Oh the irony of a fifth generation wrestler who can’t even get himself over, even with the power of the club behind you. You are pathetic.” I see over David’s shoulder that Jay has almost got his guy off of him.

“ I’m going to make sure that you beg me to stop beating Jay. It’s going to be a pleasure as I break his body down with you ringside watching me do it.” I start walking away from him shaking my head, the rage and humiliation taking hold I pause I turn back and dropped him with a Superkick. The dogs let go of the boys and were on Finlay, Nick got me out of the ring and back up the ramp, I watched as the guys trade punches with the war dogs and kicked them out of the ring. The punches looked stiff and I was worried but they were on the way back up the ramp and we came through the tunnel and Kenny waved smiled and walk away.

“ Tony , what the fuck was that?” Jay yelled, “Kenny said it was a work.” Tony said “He was back here in gorilla the whole time.” “ God damn it, it was a fucking shoot, why would we do that to her? Why would we have her go toe to toe with Finlay.” Jay fuming “ it’s okay, I’m okay I think” I said trying to get Jay to calm down.

“ Actually it was pretty fun, how did it look?” I asked Tony smiled “ it looked fantastic honestly I thought it was planned.”

We walked back to the locker room, Colten and Austin were on their phones, “hey bullet club gold is trending along with coked up pop tart and breathe with the switchblade colton said. “Oh shit, I can’t believe I said that.” I tried to laugh “You also called him an impotent bitch” Austin chimed in.

The tension broke and everyone laughed, “Then it was like the power of hbk came over you when you hit that kick, he actually dropped “ Cole said “ I want to know if her shoe print is tattooed on his face” Page said “ Next time we can make you a thumb tack heel “ Matt offered.

“ I’m so fucking proud of you. “ Jay said putting his arm around me kissing me on the cheek.

“ Guys, I think I’m done for the night.” I said “ I just want to get back to the hotel.”

“ So she can breathe with the switchblade “ Colton said.

“I’m never going to live that down am I ?” I started to further explain I could feel my cheeks turn red

“Not for a while sweetheart, now gentlemen you heard the lady, we are done for the evening. Colton grab our bags”

I got a hug from each of the guys as we walked out to the car. In the car I reached for Jays hand. “ You okay?” I asked him, “Yeah you shouldn’t have been out there in that position but I’m so fucking proud of you. You’re gonna have to watch it back, when you said breathe with the switchblade I popped and the crowd popped. “ I smiled, “ Hey what’s wrong? “ he asked as I squeezed his hand in mine realizing I’ve been using it as my grounding point. “ Nothing, I just have never loved anyone as much as I love you.” looking at him. The rest of the car ride was quiet, the ride up the elevator was quiet.

Once in our room Jay dropped the bags, he stalks back towards me. He reaches me in only a few steps, his body colliding with mine as our lips meet. He doesn't stop moving, walking me backward until my back is pressed up against the door, and then he pins me against it, his lips hungry and forceful. I kiss him back the same way, going up onto my tiptoes to try to get more as my hands roam over his muscled shoulders and back. I slide my fingers through his hair, gripping his head as if I need something to hold me steady as his tongue delves into my mouth. "Fuck," I gasp into his mouth as he nips at my bottom lip with his teeth.

He makes a noise in his throat and soothes the sting away with his tongue before sealing his mouth over mine again. His hands are just as restless as mine are, seeming unable to settle any-where. He slides them over my sides, my arms, groping my breasts, kneading my ass. It's like he's trying to touch me everywhere at once, and every bit of skin that his rough palms travel over lights up like it's on fire.

"Oh god," I whimper as he wrenches his lips away from mine, trailing hot kisses along my jaw.

"Not quite." He scrapes his teeth over the column of my throat, making me shiver. "No god would do the things I'm planning to do to you,sweetheart but your fiancée would. "

The promise in his tone makes me shiver, and when he captures my mouth again, I moan. He hooks one of my legs beneath the knee, lifting it to give himself better access as he grinds against me. He's so fucking hard, the bulge of his cock straining against his pants, and I roll my hips against him, more desperate than I've ever felt in my life. He slips the jacket over my shoulders , I raise my arms so he can take off the tank. He sucks in a breath as he sees the black lace bra, and the necklace resting between my breasts. He unhooks my bra in the back, pulling away just long enough to slide it down my arms and get rid of it. Then his mouth is on my breasts, switching between them as he sucks and teases my nipples. I whimper as sparks shoot through me, electric currents of pleasure traveling straight down to my clit.

Breathing hard, I reach down to fumble with the button and fly of his pants. He moves my hands

“ Not yet, sweetheart , I have a much better plan, I said I was going to take care of you and I am.” He kneels in front of me, removing each of my heels delicately, slowly he moves his hands back up my legs as he reaches for the button of my jeans and works them down my hips and I step out of them. Jay stands taking off his jacket, his shirt, I can’t take my eyes off of him, his chiseled chest, his abs I draw in another breath.

“ follow me, sweetheart, I want you to ride my face?” as he laid down on the bed. “ You what!?” I stumbled over my words “ You heard me, I can tell you did your breathing changed, I want you dripping on my face, I want every drop of you on my tongue, that only happens if you’re sitting right here” he tapped his bottom lip. He reaches for my hand,

“ Take off the last piece of lace, sweetheart .” I take them off giving him a show bending down as I took them off. He groans. I get on to the bed straddling Jay, he moves me into position his hands on my hips guiding me. He tugs on my hips, getting me lower. “ wait wait, you still have to breathe.” “Sweetheart you already take my breath away come on baby sit on my face let me taste you.”

I let him position me where he wants me, I’m rewarded with him licking me with the flat of his tongue on my clit again again and again before he stiffened his tongue and started to fuck me with it. “Jay” he pulls me down further on his face I start to rock my hips matching the thrust of his tongue my thighs start to tremble around his head, my moans fill the room and my hand reaches down to grab his hair. “Jay I’m going to….” He changes his focus back to just my clit, his mouth began to suck on it hard, my pussy clinched and I came hard and soaked his face and he began licking me as I came down.

“Oh my God” my muscles are relaxed as I roll off of him collapsing on the bed he rolls on his side a grin on his face. My eyes on his jeans that show his hard cock, “ Greedy girl” he chuckles as he takes off his clothes.

He lays his body over mine, nudging my legs apart as his hips settle between them. "Fuck, sweetheart ," he rasps. "I need you so fucking bad."

"Need you too," I whisper, I don't care about anything except feeling him slide into me. I need that connection between us more than I need air. His jaw is tight as he braces himself on his forearm and lines himself up with my entrance. He presses in slowly for the first few inches, and our groans mingle in the quiet room.

"Fuck me, Jay," I gasp, reaching down to dig my fingers into his ass, pulling him toward me. "Please."

With a harsh grunt, he drives all the way in, rocking the bed beneath us as I cry out his name.

My name is a whisper, and it sounds like it comes from somewhere deep inside his soul. I cling to him, wrapping my arms and legs around him to keep him as close as possible. He doesn't move for a long moment either, as if he can't bear to pull out, even to start fucking me.

"I've never loved anyone as much as I love you," he murmurs, kissing my neck before scraping his teeth over my earlobe. "You fucking own me." He shudders, his cock pulsing inside me. "You feel what you do to me? I'm wrecked.”I squeeze around him, kissing his neck and shoulder as his familiar scent fills my nostrils. “You’ve wrecked me to” With that, he kisses me again, plunging his tongue into my mouth as he draws his hips back and drives back in.

My legs fall away from his waist, opening for him and giving him room to move as he fucks me with long, deep strokes. Pleasure builds inside me, a slow burn that starts in my clit and travels all the way out to my skin, making every brush of his body against mine feels like an electric charge. I tilt my hips, changing the angle a little, and he growls, gripping my throat lightly as his thrusts turn erratic.

"Won't last long," he grits out.

"Fuck, I can't. I need you too much, and you feel too damn good. Come for me first. I want to feel you milk my cock. Show me that you need me." He slams in and grinds his pelvis against mine, putting friction on my clit, and I hook my heels around his calves as my head tips back. "Right there," I breathe, my spine arching. "Right there, oh fuck, Jay." “ I love you.” His voice turns to gravel on the last words, and that's what pushes me over the edge. I let out a sobbing cry as my orgasm crests, and Jay explodes a second later, burying his face in my neck as he comes deep inside me.

He collapses on top of me, and even though he's heavy, his weight is the most perfect thing I've ever felt. I melt into the bed, my chest pressing harder against Jay with every inhale as I try to catch my breath. My arms are around his shoulders, my fingers drifting over the muscles of his back, and I can feel his ribcage vibrating with the heavy thuds of his heart. We stay like that, for a long time. When he pulls out and rolls off of me I miss him immediately.

He gets up and goes to the bathroom, and comes back with a warm wash cloth and a glass of water. He rubs the wash cloth delicately over my body cleaning me and placing soft kisses on my body. He pulls the covers up over both of us, I curl in to him, he takes my hand and interlaced our fingers holding my hand as I fall asleep.

[princessbettina]

Bittersweet Memories: Cody Rhodes x Fem reader pt 2 (18+)

Chapter warnings: Flirtation-Slow burn into a real relationship with the opposite gender (female reader x male partner). Apologies if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes in this.

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♡Gif border credit goes to V6que♡

You cheered and clapped your hands after seeing your new friend, 'Stardust', win his match. The exciting buzz after winning a match always was a fun moment.

The people who stood backstage in and near the gorilla area cheered and clapped for Cody, too, as soon as he made it back from being out in the ring. He smirked and waved to everyone as he walked through, thanking everyone who congratulated him.

His firey eyes from the contacts he wore for his 'Stardust' persona fell onto you as he smiled his beautiful pearly smile at you.

He walked over to you, still panting from exhaustion due to his match. You noticed that some of his face paint had either started to come off or wore away, revealing Cody's real face,but the majority of the paint still remained.

You smiled as big as you could because you were genuinely very happy for him and the win he deserved, especially for Stardust, too.

"Hey!! How'd I do, Y/n?" Cody asked as he opened his arms up for a hug with you, still smiling.

"I mean, you got the win, right? Ah no, I'm just messing around, haha! You did a phenomenal job, Cody. You should feel really proud of yourself." You said as you connected your arms around his upper shoulders, hugging him back.

Shortly after, Cody chuckled; "Thank you so much, Y/n. You know, I didn't know that you were such a jokester."

"Well, you know it's a gift, really." You responded in a witty way, smiling brightly again. Both Cody and you laughed a bit more.

Cody continued to chuckle more as he listened to you talk. "Hey, I know a great and peaceful little cafe down the road from here where we could stop in and talk some more if you're up for it, Y/n?" Asked Cody, sending a wink your way before patiently awaiting your response.

You loved the idea of that. You nodded your head up at him; "Oh yeah? That sounds like fun. I'd love to go there with you, Cody."

"Yeah! Alright! You're going to love it, Y/n!" Cody clapped his hands from excitement. Seeing his reaction made you smile because of how heartwarming it was.

It was reactions like that from him that were really starting to make you develop crushy feelings for Cody. You hoped and prayed that he felt the same way about you, too.

Without hesitation, Cody reached out and held your hand and began walking with you through the arena hallway, leading the way to his dressing room.

When arriving at the dressing room of Cody's, the two of you stopped and stood in front of his door, you both smiling softly at one another.

"I'm going to quickly change and take the rest of this makeup off, Y/n. I'll be right out and meet up with you again as shortly." Cody said, slowly letting go of your hand as his back met the door to his dressing room, facing you for a moment.

You again nodded and gave a thumbs up. You began to turn to the side and started to walk towards the lobby of the arena.

Cody smiled to himself before wanting to get your attention before it was too late.

"Unless, of course, you want to come in and take a little peek inside here with me, if you know what I mean?" Cody called out to you while raising his brow in a flirty way towards you.

You widened your eyes and could feel your face getting warmer again. "Was this guy actually flirting with me right now?" You thought to yourself.

"Oh, woah, doesn't that seem a little bit forward? We just met each other, Cody. We hardly even know one another." You confessed, trying your hardest not to giggle.

"I think spending time alone together in a dressing room is a great way to get acquainted with someone new, sweetie," Cody bounced back. Flirtatiously smirking at you as his back came off from leaning on the door and again took hold of your hand, starting to lead you inside.

As much as you wanted to give in and follow his lead inside, you stopped yourself by doing the opposite. You just wanted to show Cody that you weren't the type of girl to make out with someone who you just met on the spot.

You know how to take care of yourself and can handle anything.

"We still hardly know each other. I think there are other ways to do that before leading down the other path. Besides, it's not like we're dating." You stated, smirking softly up at the handsome young man.

"We could. We could make this date." Said Cody as he winked flirtatiously at you again. Causing you to blush like crazy, and you hoped it wasn't obvious to Cody.

As much as you wanted to continue with this interesting topic for of conversation, you didn't want it to get too late before the cafe Cody planned to take you closed.

"Uhm... are you... did you hint at possibly going out with me, Cody?" You asked curiously, raising your brow.

Cody chuckled and then took a step closer to you; "I might have. Would that be something you'd be okay with, Y/n?"

Cody became dangerously close to your face, causing you to blush like a tomato. He rested an arm on the wall where your back was placed upon. You took a deep breath as you giggled at his actions.

"Y-Yes. Ask me again at the cafe to hear my official answer. Would you be okay with getting ready for the café you wanted to take me to, now?" You asked playfully, gently sliding out from under his arm that rested on the wall near your head as you then pretended to run away from him but came back up and giggled more.

"I'll wait for you down here, Codes. See you soon." You winked as Cody as he smirked again before waving and proceeded to get dressed and ready for your next adventure together.

A little bit of time passed, and Cody and you exited the arena and car traveled to the café. Getting out of the car, Cody assisted you out of the car by allowing you to slide your hand in between his and pulled you up and out gently.

You thanked Cody as he smiled. "Anything for you, beautiful." He proceeded to wink at you, causing you to blush one again.

You smiled up at him as you two began to gaze into one another's eyes.

"Shall we?" Cody asked with a whisper. You nodded your head as you gently squeezed his hand.

The two of you walked in together, immediately sucked into the comfy, cozy atmosphere of the café. People chit chatting, sitting either at tables or booths by the main large window, and sipping on their coffee or tea as the soft music played throughout the restaurant.

Cody and you fit right in. After both of you ordered what you wanted and it was ready, Cody and you found a spot to sit together.

"Thank you for agreeing to come here with me, Y/n." Cody stated,as he took a sip from his drink.

You smiled up at him; "Thank you for choosing me to take, Cody." You giggled softly, which caused him to smirk to himself playfully.

"There is something I've been meaning to ask you, Y/n, but I wasn't sure how'd you react to it..." Cody continued. You raised your brow in a curious way at his statement.

"Aw, well, there's no need to be nervous. I'm sure whatever it is can't be too bad or wrong of a question." You replied with a smile as you continued to take a sip of your drink more.

Hearing your calm and sweet response was able to help the future American Nightmare relax his nerves and help gain the confidence he needed to ask the one important question to him.

"I'm wondering, what is it that you want with your career?" Asked Cody confidently, again raising his brow.

"Oh wow, we're going there. I like it." You wittly replied, earning Cody to blushly smirk at you as he nodded.

"I want to make the most out of my career as a wwe superstar. I think that's what everyone else who's in the business wants too." You continued on as Cody listened and nodded again but didn't say a word.

He knew there was more to your answer. "What I really want is to make the best moments possible while I'm in the company. Enjoy every second with my friends here, including you."

Cody smiled, placing his hand over his heart as he nodded his head as you continued; "I have hopes to become a champion at least once while I'm here." You concluded as you smiled back at him.

"Great answer, Y/n. I don't have a doubt in my mind that you won't become a champion because you will become a champion in no time." Replied Cody with a wink, causing you to smile brightly and place a hand atop of your heart.

"Why thank you so much, Cody. Hearing that coming from you truly means a lot to me." You said, smiling ever so bright.

Cody's smile met up to the same level as yours. The sight of it caused your heart to flutter in your chest. "Who knew that would be another thing that we both have in common. We both want to hold championship gold in our career. I'd say this is a great way to a great friendship." Said Cody with a wink your way.

You thought that everything Cody was saying was really sweet. It truly meant a lot to you to know that he considered you a friend.

What you didn't know is that Cody actually considered you more than just a friend. There was a small crush developing on you, but since the two of you literally just met and he wasn't sure how you felt about him, Cody didn't want to ruin anything between the two of you.

Little did he know that you had a little crush on him, too, and that you felt the same way he did as well.

"You're definitely championship material to me, Cody. You didn't say all that sweet and heartwarming things just because we're friends, right?" You asked, raising a brow in curiosity.

Cody smiled softly before tilting his head slightly upwards at you; "If I didn't, if it was because of a different reason, then would that be okay?" He asked, his face slowly becoming pinker by the minute.

You raised your eyebrow in a confused way this time but managed to smirk at Cody; "What would be the reason, Cody?"

Taking a few deep breaths, Cody scooted closer to you in his seat, gently holding both of your hands in his.

"Y/n, I feel like it was truly meant to be for us to meet and become friends. I know we're friends, but I feel like we should be more than friends. I'm ready for that commitment as long as you are. I want to be more;" Cody began to confess to you, still holding onto your hands.

You blushed as the smile on your face grew. You honestly had no idea where Cody was going with this, but you wanted it to keep going.

"Please let me be yours. Not just friends this time." Cody concluded. Still holding your hands gently.

You were surprised. You had never been flirted with and asked out before at the same time. Yes, it was something that you had wanted in your life, but never expected it to arrive so soon.

"I-I- Wha-Are you being serious when you asked that, Cody?" You asked, stammering on your words. That's how stunned you were by all of this.

Cody wasn't playing any games with you. He truly meant every word he told you. "Yes, Y/n. I am very serious. You have my word on that."

"I honestly don't know what to say. We need more time, don't you think, Cody?" Shaking your head in disbelief momentarily because glancing up at him with a raised brow.

Thankfully, Cody understood what you meant by your question and agreed with you one hundred percent. "You're right, Y/n. I don't think that's an issue at all. We can take it slow if you want."

Caught off guard by the last sentence from Cody caused you to giggle uncontrollably.

Shifting his shoulder over to you, Cody smirked playfully at your reaction; "Hey! C'mon, I didn't mean it like that, Y/n." Cody playfully protested as he gently nudged your arm.

As you began to relax and stop giggling, your eyes met back up with Cody's gorgeous blue eyes. "May I think about your question for a bit longer and get back to you on it when I can?"

Cody softly nodded and smiled. He once again took hold of your hand and rubbed the top with his thumb, "Of course. Please take as much time as you need. Never forget that I'll always be right here for you whenever you are ready. "

You smiled and thanked your friend for being extremely understanding. The two of you shared a hug in which you told him;

"Don't worry, you shouldn't wait too long for an answer." You playfully winked at Cody, causing him to chuckle once again. That made him very happy and hopeful that one day, he'd be officially together with his one and only true love...

...You.

-The end ♡

(Sorry for the mini cliffhanger. It had to be done. What's right for the story is what's right for the story. I hope you enjoyed the read. Thank you for your support. I'll see you in the next chapter/story ♡)

[jstarr86]

START OF SOMETHING

“I give up man I’m done.”

“Don’t talk like that.” I spoke softly.

“Why it’s true I can’t do it on my own I ain’t shit.”

“That’s not true.”

“How’s it not!” He cried out “I left to be something! To make it on my own! What have I done huh! What have I really done! All I do is lose anytime I get close to success I fail!”

“Jey.”

“I might as well just go back.” He uttered brokenly I hated seeing him like this all the positives the crowd being so behind him yet at the end of the day he felt helpless broken and worthless.

“Just cause they are booking you bad doesn’t-“

“I’m gonna just ask to turn and go back to the bloodline might as well ain’t done shit. They was all right I’m nothing.”

“Don’t talk like that!” I finally yelled I lifted his head his tired eyes holding back tears that dropped as he blinked. I’d never seen him like this so defeated. “I’ve never seen someone as over as you, the fans they love you. Look at the crowds they are on their feet chanting and singing for you.”

“And what do I got to show for it.”

“Please don’t give up.”

“I should have never left I’m just a-“ I cut him off smashing my lips to his his hand flying to my back I pulled back as his eyes snapped open “what the hell?”

“I- I’m sorry. Just um I’m gonna go.” I turned going to leave as utter embarrassment hit me. We had been friends for years and I kinda had a crush on him but he was taken had been taken since high school having been with his high school sweetheart and they had two kids, he’d recently went through a breakup and here I was crossing a line at the worst time. As I turned to leave his hand gripped my wrist firmly yet gently. I turned back as his hand cupped my face making my eyes meet his.

“You just gonna go after that?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to I wasn’t thinking I was just trying to shut you up I hate you talking down on yourself your fucking amazing and I know I just ruined everything I’m-“ I gasped as his soft lips met mine before pressing firmly with a sense of urgency my hands finding their way around his neck as he pressed me against the wall. The passion behind his lips the urgency and lust in our movements as his tongue dueled with mine. We finally pulled back for air gasping his forehead against mine.

“I don’t think you ruined anything babygirl.”

“Josh.”

“Hmm.”

“To me your worth it your amazing and your already something special.”

3 MONTHS LATER

I jumped in excitement as I watched him cash in his money in the bank briefcase or as he called it Yeet in the Bank. He jumped in the ring super kicking Damian and doing his splash as he pinned him

“1,2,3!” I covered my mouth tears filling my eyes as he cried holding that title.

“Here is your winner and NEW World Heavyweight Champion Main Event Jey USO!” Hearing Samantha declare him the winner watching him as the crowd erupted and on their feet arms bouncing singing his song made me happy, seeing him cry and be discouraged so beaten down on himself to seeing this where he rightfully belonged it was worth it. As he came to gorilla everyone clapped but he looked around eyes landing on me as he excused himself. He walked up passionately kissing me and I heard the shock. Especially from his twin they’d started to mend that bridge slowly very slowly. Since the night he lost to Gunther during the tournament for King of the Ring we’d explored us we’d started dating but I had one more surprise for him

“Congratulations baby you did it.”

“We did it, you helped keep me going.”

“I got a surprise for you champ.”

“What?” I handed him a small box he opened it dropping his belt as his jaw dropped and his eyes met mine “are- really?” He pulled the small onesie out

‘Newset 49er Fan Season 3 Begins April 2025’

“I found out last week.” He spun me around kissing me before dropping to his knees hugging me around my stomach head buried into it as he kissed it

[kaleldobrev]

Supernatural: Purgatory (2)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader

Summary: Sam and your parents team up to try and find a way to get you, Dean, and Cas back. Meanwhile in Purgatory, not only do you and Dean finally come face to face with the creature with the red glowing eyes, but something from your past.

Word Count: 4.3k

Warnings: Cursing (2x), Fluff, Angst

Authors Note: This is part two or episode two of my Supernatural: Purgatory Series! Things are starting to heat up now! I apologize in advance for the little cliffhanger | At this point, I am choosing to ignore the Amelia/Sam storyline as Jared himself even said how he didn't even like that storyline believing that Sam would have done anything to try and get Dean and Cas back | Flashbacks are in italics | If you want to be tagged in this series, message or comment! | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

Previously on Supernatural…

“Is Y/N okay? Dean, Cas?” Your mother was a little worried, more worried than usual. She was used to being worried, she always worried about you even before you started hunting with Sam and Dean; she was your mother after all. When you had become a hunter, the worry she had for you grew, but it started to lessen – not by much, but it did once you had decided to start hunting with Sam and Dean. Although she knew that you were a very capable hunter and had hunted for years before meeting up with the boys, she felt a little relieved once you had decided to team up with them, knowing that you would at least have some kind of backup now.

“I don’t…I don’t know.” Sam hated to say it, but it was true, he wasn’t completely sure if you, Cas or his brother were okay. From what Crowley said, it seemed like the three of you were in Purgatory, but he wasn’t completely sure. For all he knew, Crowley was lying, and the three of you could be dead.

“Dean…” You removed your arms from his neck, him doing the same with your waist. You went into your jacket and pulled out your hunting knife. Out of your peripheral you saw Dean doing the same, both of you entering a fighting stance. As the two of you looked at the entrance not moving a muscle, a low growl was heard between you two which started to get louder and louder with each passing second. “Looks like we have company.” You whispered. A pair of red eyes suddenly appeared.

“You ready?” He whispered.

“Ready.” You responded back.

NOW – Purgatory

You and Dean stood side by side, each of you holding your respected hunting knives tightly in hand. “What’s the plan Dean?” You asked, slightly turning your head.

Dean turned to look at you. “Don’t die.” He slightly shrugged his shoulders.

You let out a huff, rolling your eyes. “Obviously. I mean, do we have a better plan than just ‘don’t die’?”

“Uh…” Dean really didn’t have a solid plan. ‘Don’t die’ was really all he had.

“Don’t hurt yourself.” You teased.

“Fuck you.” He said, his voice a mixture of joking and annoyed.

“Love you too.” You grinned, turning your face back to the entrance of the cave.

The creature – gorilla-wolves as Dean had affectionally nicknamed them, started making its way slowly into the cave. You really didn’t know what to expect when it came to these creatures, as you nor Dean – or any hunter for that matter, has ever come across or heard of these creatures before. The only thing that you knew was that they were incredibly fast; but you didn’t know how to actually kill them. For all you knew, you and Dean could stab this creature with your hunting knives repeatedly and it still wouldn’t die. But hunting knives, switchblades, and pointy sticks were pretty sure your only choice of weapons right now; there were probably no other weapons available here.

“Okay. I say we just…keep on stabbing.” You shrugged.

“Keep on stabbing?” Dean questioned. He seemed unsure of your plan.

“It’s better than nothing. Unless you have any better ideas, I’m all ears babe.” You responded. The gorilla-wolf was fully in the cave with the two of you now, mere feet away. Now with it fully in the cave in close proximity, you were finally able to see what these creatures looked like. Upon seeing it, they were not what you had pictured from what Dean had named them. Yes, there seemed to be some kind of resemblance to a wolf, but there seemed to be no gorilla in sight – you honestly had no idea where Dean had gotten that part from. If you were to name it, it would have been were-panther as that is what it seemed to look like the most to you. The creature was jet black and slender and covered in fur. The tail was long and slender to match it’s body; and it walked on all fours. A small growl came from the creature, almost a rumble from its chest.

The creature stopped, it’s red glowing eyes making direct eye contact with just you. “Alright.” Dean said, gripping his knife even tighter in his hands; his knuckled almost pure white. “Stabbing it is Sweetheart.” He turned to look at you briefly before looking at the creature again; both of you were surprised that the creature hadn’t attacked yet, as there seemed to be barely any hesitation when it had chased you before.

You took a deep breath. “On three?”

Dean nodded. “On three.”

“One.” You started counting first.

“Two.” Dean said. You started to grip your knife tighter; your knuckles too turning white just like Dean’s.

“Three.” The two of you said in unison.

You and Dean made your way to the creature, practically lunging; as did the creature before you. You and Dean took opposite sides of the creature, trying any possible way to slow the creature down. You took your knife and stabbed the creature in the stomach – at least where you expected where the stomach could be. A guttural, painful whine came from the creature; a decent amount of blood coming from the place you had just stabbed. The creature swiped up, trying it’s best to aim for your arm, but before it could Dean cut the creature’s arm, causing the creature to let out yet another guttural whine.

Your Parents House

Your parents were sitting next to each other on the couch in the living room. Your mother’s eyes stared intensely at the front door as she tapped her foot on the floor. Her heart was pounding fast. Your father looked at your mother, sensing her nervousness and placed a comforting hand on her knee. Upon doing this your mother looked away from the door momentarily to look at your father. “What if he doesn’t come?” Your mother asked.

“He said he was going to didn’t he?” Your father asked, his question more rhetorical than anything.

“He did but…what if he changed his mind?” Your mother too asked rhetorically. Your mother had just gotten off the phone with Sam a few hours ago. Even though her and your father didn’t have any experience when it came to hunting, nor did they know a lot about this world, you were their daughter and they wanted to do anything that they possibly could in order to try and find a way to get you back. Sam had told your parents that even though he had no idea if you were okay, he was going to try his best to help find a way to get you back; because he knew if he was able to get you back, there would also be a way to get Dean back too, considering – at least he hoped at least – you two were in the same place: Purgatory. But the two of you being in Purgatory was a long shot; and something that was solely based on the words of Crowley, someone he couldn’t trust.

A loud knock came, and your mother practically jumped out of her seat to answer it; praying that it was Sam. Looking through the peep hole she opened it and wrapped her arms around Sam in a firm hug. He hugged her back, trying his best to comfort her. After the hug she looked at him, her eyes were filled with worry, and maybe a hint of loss. Even though she had no idea if you were okay or not, there was a small part of her that was starting to grieve. She didn’t want to think that you were dead, but she also didn’t want to get her hopes up either. “Thank you for coming.” She said.

“Of course.” Sam replied, walking into the house. Your mother closed the door behind him. Sam walked over to the opposite couch from where your father was sitting, and gave your father a slight wave.

“Hey there Sam.” Your father said. His voice was slightly monotone. Even though Sam didn’t have much interaction with your father, he could sometimes hear his voice whenever you talked to him on the phone. His voice was usually so joyful and warm sounding, but his voice now was far from that.

“Mr. Y/L/N.” Sam nodded. Your mother sat back down next to your father, the two of them looked over at Sam. He held his hands, eyeing your parents, trying to figure out what he was going to say. Clearing his throat he began to talk. “So…I think…I think Y/N is in Purgatory.” Sam began. “So, if Y/N is in Purgatory, I think that also means Dean and Cas are too.”

“And Purgatory is what exactly?” Your mom asked. You had mentioned Purgatory before, but only briefly, not getting into too much detail about it.

“It’s where monsters go when they die.” Sam explained.

Your parents looked at each other briefly, both giving each other worried looks before looking at Sam again. “So, how did Y/N, Cas, and Dean end up there? They aren’t monsters.” Your father said.

“That’s the part I’m not sure about. I…I’m thinking maybe…the close proximity of killing Dick did it?” Sam really had no theories about how the three of you could have ended up in Purgatory. The close proximity theory was honestly the best thing he could come up with, but there was no possible way he could be right because it didn’t really make any sense.

Your mom rubbed her face, starting to feel herself get frustrated with the lack of information that she was getting. “Okay. How do we…How do we get them back?”

Purgatory

Almost in unison, you and Dean stabbed the creature in the head; a loud crunch sounded off – you didn’t  think you had crushed the skull from the stab, but that’s what it had sounded like. Once the two of you impaled the skull with each hunting knife, a large gush of blood came from the creature, splattering both of you in the face and on your necks. The blood of the creature dripped down your chin, and dripped along your collarbone – you could have sworn you tasted iron in your mouth.

The two of you removed your knives and the creature went down with a huge thud, collapsing between the two of you. You huffed, and so did Dean. The gorilla-wolf/were-panther wasn’t the toughest thing  you or him had ever faced, but what made this creature terrifying to you is that you never read or heard of any kind of lore when it came to the creature. At least when you have fought creatures and monsters in the past that you have never faced before, there was at least some kind of lore about it or you or the boys had known one hunter who had faced it before.

“Hunting knife to the head I guess works.” You said, wiping off the blood from the knife on your jacket. “Good to know.”

Dean wiped his own knife on his jacket before putting it back into the inside of his jacket. Dean knelt down, looking at the creature almost as if he was examining it. He leaned over, grabbing one of the pointy sticks the two of you had whittled and poked the creature with the stick. Poking it several times, the creature didn’t move a muscle – it truly was dead. He looked up at you, throwing the stick to the side. “So, what are we going to do with this guy?”

“Burn it?” You asked, more of a suggestion than anything.

“Alright. Let’s do it quick, I don’t want to draw more attention to ourselves than we already do.” He said, standing up.

To make the creature easier to burn, the two of you chopped the body up into pieces – more like chunks – as that would be the quickest and easier way to get rid of the body. Being humans in a world where there were creatures around every corner that had wanted to kill you, doing this quickly and efficiently was your top priority.

Once the body was chopped up, the two of you started making a fire that would be large enough but also small enough as to not draw too much attention to yourselves. As the fire roared, you took turns placing the body parts into the fire while one of you stood watch.

Dean held the hunting knife in his hand as he leaned up against the cave entrance. He overlooked the landscape of the place, everything being the exact same no matter where he looked. It was an endless forest of just different shades of gray. Dean looked up at the sky, finally understanding what you had said when it came to the changing of the sky – how much you took the changes for granted. The changing of the sky was something that he realized that he took for granted too.

You and Dean had known each other just short of a year. Sam was fast asleep in the passenger seat of Baby with a blanket covering him; a blanket that you had brought to actually keep yourself warm on the long car rides, but you had decided in this moment that Sam had needed it more. Dean and you were sitting together on the trunk of Baby, each of you holding a cold beer in your hand. As the two of you looked up at the night sky, you pointed out various constellations, every so often swearing that you saw a shooting star. Dean looked at your face, admiring the way the moonlight was hitting your face. You took a small sip of beer before looking over at him; a questioning look on your face. “Is there something on my face?” You asked, starting to brush your cheeks and forehead. “Did I get it off?”

Dean chuckled before taking a sip of his beer. “No, no. There’s nothing on your face Sweetheart.” He gave you a small smile before rubbing your cheek with his thumb.

“Dean…” Your voice trailed off. He leaned in close to you, your lips inches away from each other. He looked at your lips for a moment before looking you in the eyes. The smell of beer wafted in the air along with the sweet scent of your lavender lotion that he had secretly loved. Leaning in, your lips gently crashed against each other. Initially, this was not Dean’s plan. He had no intentions of kissing you in this moment, but it was something that he didn’t regret. Kissing you in this moment would be the first, but definitely not the last time he would be.

A few weeks after that moment, the two of you had officially gotten together. “Finally.” Sam had said to him.

Dean looked at you as you added another part to the fire. The way the light of the fire hit your face seemed so similar to the way the moonlight had hit your face from one of his favorite memories. “How’s it comin’ Sweetheart?” He asked.

You looked up at him, tossing the last piece into the fire. To your surprise, the parts were actually burning quite nicely. “That was the last piece.” You said, walking over to Dean. You stood on the opposite side of the entrance, leaning similarly to the way he was. You crossed your arms and looked out. The sky was still the same shade of gray; you didn’t even know if the sky was changing here, and even if it was, you hadn’t noticed. “I’m surprised there were no visitors while we were doing this.”

“Me too, especially from the smell.” Whenever you guys salted and burned the bones, there really wasn’t a smell coming from the bones anymore due to there being no remnants of fresh left. But burning this creature that was freshly killed with all of its fur, blood, and guts still intact, the smell was intoxicatingly strong. The smell of blood was something that didn’t bother either of you in the slightest; it was a scent that you had to get used to when it came to this way of life, but the smell of the guts was what was getting to you, as you could have sworn that there was still the previous meal of what it had eaten still decomposing in it’s stomach when you killed it.

Your Parents House

Your parents along with Sam were at the dining room table, various books were open to different pages that may or may not had something to do with Purgatory. As your parents were searching through the books, Sam was on his laptop doing his own research. It was strange the way Sam was feeling; he had wanted more than anything to find you, to find Dean, to find Cas. He wanted to be reunited with the three of you, because having the three of you in his life felt like there was some kind of direction in it, because hunting was one of the only things that he had ever known. But there was a part of him that strangely wanted to give up looking for three of you because of something that Dean and him agreed on: Don’t look, live your life.

When Sam had gone into the pit a few years ago, and before you and Dean had decided to leave the hunting life for a little over a year, the first couple of months were spent trying to find a way to get Sam back, but two of you kept hitting dead ends. After months of nothing, you and Dean gave up searching, gave up hope that there was a way to get Sam back. So the two of you had decided to give up the life – at least for a little while. Dean trying to make a living in construction, while you were trying to make a living as an EMT.

Despite there being an agreement between him and Sam, that agreement was something that you weren’t a part of; and that was one of the reasons as to why Sam had wanted to try to at least get you out, even if he couldn’t find a way to save Dean and Cas too. Getting you out, if he couldn’t get Dean and Cas out, is something that he knew Dean would agree with.

“Is this something?” Your father turned the book toward Sam so he could read it. “It looks like some kind of spell.”

“Let me see that.” Sam said, taking the book from your fathers hands. Sam examined the page, and it appeared to be in a language that he wasn’t far too familiar with; possibility a dead language. The picture next to it showed a hand drawn image of a gray forest, the only ounce of color being two red dots that had similar appearance to eyes. “Huh.”

Your parents looked at Sam, both giving him a questioning look as if to say, ‘Can you tell us more?’ “Sam?” Your mom asked.

Sam looked up from the page and looked at your parents, his fingers gingerly playing with the edges. “I don’t think it’s a spell. But, the language this is written in is something I haven’t seen before. I’m gonna have to do some digging.” In times like these, he wished that he had you or Bobby – you two were experts when it came to reading dead languages, or languages that he wasn’t too familiar with.

Sam and Dean were sitting at a two seater table next to a window, each of them with a book in front of them. You on the other hand were sitting in one of the motel room beds, the one you and Dean were sharing; sitting on your laptop. “Hey Y/N?” Sam asked. You looked up from your laptop screen, and Sam got up from the chair that he was sitting in. He walked over to you with the book that he was reading and started to hand it to you. “Can you tell me what this says?”

You took the book from him and looked at the pages. “Sammy, you and Dean are gonna have to learn to read this eventually. I’m not always gonna be here.” You said, in a kind of joking manner.

All of a sudden, Dean banged one of his fists onto the table, making you and Sam jump. “Don’t you dare say that!” Dean yelled, his tone of voice scaring both you and Sam.

“I’m just being realistic hon.” You said to him, your voice sounding a lot calmer than his had been. When you had spoke using your calming voice, Dean’s face started to calm down, his shoulders that were once tensed up started to relax again. Dean knew that you were right; it was just the life that you guys were dealt, but you not being in his life, their lives was something that he didn’t even want to think about. Dean had promised your parents – your mom specifically – that he would do everything in his power to protect you, even if that was the last thing he would do.

Purgatory

You and Dean had left the safety of the cave, not wanting to stay in one place for too long just in case. You didn’t want to get comfortable in a place for too long that would cause the two of you to let your guard down; because letting your guard down – especially here, was going to be a death sentence.

As the two of you walked, each of you held your respected hunting knives in hand just in case something decided to pick a fight. But something was strange while the two of you were walking – it was quiet, too quiet. Usually, Purgatory was full of some kind of sound – leaves rustling, the sounds of growling, running. But right now, there was nothing of the sorts, and that was something that was starting to scare you. You put your hand out, stopping Dean from walking any further. He looked at you, about to speak but you placed your finger in front of your mouth. “Shhh.” You looked around, and you felt yourself tense up, not completely knowing why. Dean followed your eyes, looking around, but he wasn’t sure what you were looking at.

“You hear something?” Dean whispered. “Cause I don’t hear anything Sweetheart.”

“That’s the point.” You turned to him, whispering too. “I don’t hear anything. Something’s wrong.”

The two of you heard a twig snap, which caused the two of you to get into a defensive stance with your bodies and weapons. “Hello Y/N.” A male voice said – a voice that you hadn’t heard in years; a voice that you thought you would never hear again. The man who had spoke your name came out from behind the tree, flashing you a flirty smile – a smile that you thought too, that you would never see again; a smile that had always made your heart flutter. “Fancy seeing you here.”

As the man came out from behind the tree, you started to lower your weapon, something that Dean noticed instantly. He gave you a concerning look, almost confused in nature as he was unsure why you had started to lower your weapon upon seeing this man. “Sweetheart, you know this guy?” Dean asked. Although you had started to lower your guard, that was something that Dean was not going to do, not by a long shot.

The man before the two of you grinned; seeming amused by the fact that Dean had called you Sweetheart. “Well, Sweetheart. Are you going to introduce us?” The man said, stepping even closer now – he was only a few feet away. The man in question was handsome, similar in stature to that of Dean, but had similar hair to Sam’s – both in color and length. He had on a leather jacket, a red graphic t-shirt underneath, dark wash denim jeans that were slightly tattered, and Timberland boots. Despite being in this place, he looked rather cleaned up, but there were still places in which blood and dirt could be seen on his pale skin.

Putting your hunting knife away, you looked at Dean, almost sighing, embarrassed that you had known this man before you. This was someone that you had thought you would never see again. “Dean this is…Elijah. Elijah, this is Dean.”

“Elijah? Who the fuck is Elijah?” Dean questioned, looking between you and him. Elijah simply kept up his flirty grin, he couldn’t help but overhear your heartbeat. It had given him a small amount of pleasure that even after all this time, your heart still beat rapidly for him.

“He’s my…” You took a deep breath, dreading saying the next word, afraid of how Dean was going to react. “He’s my ex-boyfriend.”

“I’m sorry, I must of misheard of you. Because there’s no way you just said this guy is your ex.” Dean was honestly filled with disbelief, not really knowing how to react to this kind of news. He knew that you had dated people before him – hell, even he dated a few women somehow before he had met you, but he never would have guessed that one of your exes would be someone that he would end up meeting – let alone meeting them here, a place that was simply a land of monsters.

“She didn’t stutter.” Elijah said, his voice amused.

Dean pointed at Elijah, his face full of anger. “I’m not talking to you.” Dean turned to you, waiting for some kind of an answer. Your face was flushed, and he could tell that you were embarrassed, ashamed of what you had just told him. “Sweetheart…” Dean tried to calm his voice, but there was still lots of anger in it.

“He’s the reason I got into hunting in the first place.” You explained.

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[slut4corbin]

Motorcycles And Date Nights (Chapter 2)

Note : *Ok, so I really liked chapter 1, so I decided to keep this fanfiction going!*

Summary : The reader and Baron Corbin both have a crush on each other but what happens when Baron asks the reader if she wants to go on a date with him

Warning (s) : Fluff and slight profanity

Your name (Y/N)

Word count : 964

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*From previous chapter*

As I walked down the hall, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and checked the time. "Shit, it's 7:30!" I said to myself before putting my phone back into my pocket and picking up my pace as I searched for Paige and Carmella. After a while of searching up and down the entire backstage area. I walked past their locker, and there they were. "Guys, I need to tell you something," I said, smiling. "What is it?" Paige asked, doing her makeup. "Baron asked me out on a date." I replied, blushing like crazy which obviously caused Paige to turn around and look at me.

"Oh my god, that's amazing. Y/N, " she replied, getting up from her chair and hugging me tightly, which caused me to laugh a little bit."I know, right?" I replied through the laughing. After a few minutes, she finally pulled away from the hug. "Oooh, Y/N has a date." Carmella said, chuckling, causing Paige to punch her in the arm. "Owwww," Carmella replied back, causing me to laugh. Soon enough, I walked past them and grabbed my ring gear, and headed towards the bathroom. Once I got into the bathroom, I took my shirt and pants off and slipped on my ring gear and walked in front of the mirror, and put my hair up into two braids. I quickly took a picture of myself and posted it on Instagram before picking up my clothes and walking out the door. "Hey, Y/N, we're coming with you to the gorilla so we can watch your match." Carmella said, looking up from her phone. "Yeah, we're going to watch you beat Charlotte's ass!" Paige chimed laughing. "She deserves it." I replied, setting down my clothes, picking up the wrist tape, and wrapping it around my wrist.

"We know she does!" Carmella and Paige said at the same time, causing us all to chuckle. After I got done with my wrist tape, I sat the roll of tape down and took off towards the gorilla with Carmella and Paige following behind me. After a few minutes of walking, Carmella broke the silence when she said, "I'm going to head to catering. I will be in the gorilla in a bit, I promise." "Ok" I replied as she walked past us towards catering. After a few seconds of standing in front of the door to the gorilla, I finally decided to go inside. Once we got inside, I immediately started to look around the room. Paige seemed to have noticed because she elbowed me in the arm. "You looking for Corbin, aren't you?" She asked, slightly chuckling. "Yeah." I replied, smiling as I still scanned the room for Baron. "Maybe he's not in here right now." Paige said before walking off towards the divas that she was going to be teamed up with for the show. Once she was gone, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket once again and started to scroll through Twitter.

After a few minutes, I started to zone out until the group of mean divas came up to me. "Ha, you seriously think that Baron loves you? That's so pathetic." The burnette said laughing, causing the other ones to laugh again just like they did earlier. "It really is man Y/N. How stupid are you? Corbin doesn't love girls who look like you." The blonde one said chuckling again, causing a tear to run down my face. One of the other divas opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by Baron, who walked up right behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Fuck off and leave Y/N alone she's perfect just the way she is and just so you bitches know me and Y/N are going on a date tonight." Baron said resting his head on my shoulder causing the girls to walk off. "Thanks!" I said smiling.

"You're welcome!" He replied, lifting his head up and turning me around to look at him. "Don't worry about them!" He said, placing a kiss to my forehead before walking over to Shane. I smile before looking at the TV at the intro for the show. As the matches went on and on, it was finally my turn. I heard my theme song, so I got up from my chair and walked out of the gorilla and into the arena. As I walked down the ramp, I high fived the fans until I got to the ring. I jumped up on the apron and stepped through the ropes. Once I got into the ring, Charlotte's theme song came on. I immediately glared at her as she walked down the ramp and slid into the ring.

I couldn't control my anger, so I attacked her, and I wasn't going to let up on her anytime soon. After a few minutes of fighting, the officials finally got me off of her, and the bell officially rang, so after that, I continued to punch her, and then I hit her with the end of days for the 3 count. I got up and hopped out of the ring and walked up the ramp to the gorilla. As soon as I opened the curtain, I was greeted by Baron. "Congratulations, Y/N!" He said, pulling me into a hug. "Thank you." I replied through the laughing. He ended up pulling away from the hug and looking me in the eyes. "Go get changed and meet me in my locker room." He said. And with that, I took off towards my locker room.

[lovingthereign25]

Fight for me🤍

Part 2.

It's been two whole weeks since Joe and I kissed. We haven't talked about it or brought it up to each other; it was like it never happened. We continued our normal routines. Except for one minor detail I was back on Smackdown for the time being. I didn't actually have a role or storyline but I was there most as a "supportive wife " to the Tribal Chief. 

Joe and I didn't even travel together which didn't catch attention to a lot of the other superstars but it did one Angelo Dawkins.  He took notice the second time I was on the show and when he asked about it I tried to lie but after a couple more shows he and Tez caught on asking again and couldn't lie to either of them.  I've known Angelo, Montez and Bianca since they were down in NXT . 

So I told him and Tez the truth that Joe and I have been separated for months now and how I brought up  getting a divorce. After that Angelo and I started talking more and more, nothing too serious but some flirting here and there all clean and playful. I am still a married woman. And I do love Joe.

We were all scheduled to be on Smackdown tonight a week before Clash at the Castle.

I rode with Bianca, Tez and Angelo to the arena, Dawkins being the gentleman he was, opened my door for not thinking anything about it until Jon, Joe's cousin also known as Jimmy Uso came over .

"What's this? Riding with the enemy?, Y/n we supposed to be family" he joked

"You know you'll always be my favorite tag team" I smile reassuring him.

"But seriously Big Uce about to pull in if I were y'all I wouldn't be seen together" he says

" Ain't nobody worried bout big Uce, it's all love over here" Dawkins says 

"I appreciate the advice, but there's nothing going on here besides friends riding with friends" I walking to the trunk to get my bags

Jimmy walks away after nodding understanding . Dawkins grabs his bags and then mine offering to carry them into the arena I shrug and say okay as we're walking in Joe passes us, Joe eyes locked on mine.  Dawkins walked me to Joe's locker room, handing me my stuff, giving me a quick hug before going his separate way .

I made myself comfortable in the locker room setting my outfit aside, loving how it matched the black and red the Bloodline had been wearing. Joe comes in walking right past me as if I wasn't even in the room which usually he'd ask about the kids and just small talk.

"Hey, how was your drive?" I ask 

"Fine…you?" He says 

"Mine was good, rode with some some friends" I say

"Yea I saw …so the divorce how soon can we the papers drawn up" he says dryly

"Ummm …I can have Pam send some over by next week….are you sure that's what you want?"I say taken back a little

"Yea" he says and walks out of the room .

I sat there for a few minutes trying to process what just happened, he really wanted a divorce? He wasn't even gonna fight for me? damnit fight for his family? Like the last 9 years meant nothing to him. I began to cry how did this get this far, this bad,  that divorce was an opinion for us.  My marriage was really about to be over. 

I needed air so I stepped outside calling Joe's mom who has our children. After the call I began to cry again. Talking to our kids made everything hurt worse. They didn't deserve what was happening right now with their parents. 

"Hey, Y/n you good?' I hear turning and seeing Dawkins.

'' Yea….yea I'm good just missing my babies" I like wiping my tears 

" Come on, I know you better than that. Tell me what's up?" He says crossing his arms

" Joe wants a divorce. And I know I brought it up, I just didn't actually think he would go through with it I thought bringing up the idea of divorce would get him to step up and and sort this mess out" I cry

"Damn….Y/n I'm sorry. You and the kids don't deserve this" he says, hugging me.

We sat outside for a bit just talking, after a while I went in to get ready for the show .

In gorilla I stood waiting for Joe's music to hit 

Jey was talking to Dawkins about something and he smiled over at me. I smile back, turning to Joe who looked away from me.

Joe's music hits and we were about to ahead out 

"I hope you're using protection, Teo is only 1." He says dryly.

Before I could answer we headed out to the ring . Joe was supposed to take my hand walking down the ramp but as he did I moved my hand away. 

I was so pissed with Joe right now, not only with the divorce situation but the disrespectful comment he made. Joe has never talked to me like that. It hurts me to wonder what's happened to the man I married and our marriage.

We cut our promo and headed back to the locker room without saying a word. I gathered my things and was getting ready to leave.

"Y/n…is everything ok? " Jimmy asks 

"Ask your cousin…that ass seems to know everything!" I snap walking away.

A few days later Joe had come to see the kids because his schedule was so hectic this week. 

He was putting Mateo down for a nap while I made Ryanne and Karsyn lunch. 

"Hey, you got a minute?'' I heard him ask as I finished getting the girls settled at the table.

"What?" I say coldly

"Y/n, what's going on Stephanie told me you dropped out of the storyline and wouldn't be attending Smackdown anymore…is everything okay?" He asks 

" I'm fine Joe" I say

"What's with the dry answers ….now that I think about it we've haven't spoken since…" he says but I cut him off

' since you disrespected me a few days ago, since your ego was hurt so disrespecting me made you feel good." I almost shout

"Y/n,  how was I supposed to react seeing you flaunt by our relationship with Dawkins around all over the place" he snaps back

"Relationship? What relationship? Angelo and I are friends, that's it and that's all. He listens to me and lets me vent about how much this situation with you is out of control'' I say

"Yea he listens so he can get into you fucking pants Y/n." He rolls his eyes

Just before I can say anything Karsyn calls for me.  

That night Seth was throwing Becky a surprise birthday party at a club he had rented out.  Seth was like a big brother especially since he was in the Shield with Joe. 

I arrived with Alexa . Looking around I spot a few friendly faces. I grab a drink and find a table with Alexa, Bayley and a few others. I feel a pair of eyes looking up when I meet Angelo's eyes. Smiling at him he waves me over.

"Damn, look at you girl!" He smiles 

"Y/n is the definition a "MILF" Bianca adds 

"Shut up" I wave them off 

 I sat and talked to them for a while until I felt someone tap my shoulder looking over it was Sami.

"Hi, Y/n, sorry to bother you but Joe would like to speak to you if you don't mind." He says 

"Hey Sami, Tell Joe I have nothing to say and also tell him I'm a little busy ….I'm dancing with my friend Dawkins!" I say taking Dawkins by the hand leading him to the dance floor making sure to make eye contact with Joe.

I grind against Angelo as the music played, feeling his hands roam my body. It felt weird. Having another man touch me in any way that Joe had felt weird. I felt Joe's eyes on us as we danced trying to hide the uncomfortableness on my face then it happened. I don't know if it was the music or something but I felt Angelo's lips on my neck. Before I could react there was Joe and the look on his face was pure anger! 

[craziechwiv]

Meanwhile, in the living area of Overwatch HQ, some of the heroes there are relaxing on the couch or on the floor watching tv. Also Sombra is there too because she sorta invited herself in.

However, Symmetra waltz in looking anxious as ever. This got the attention of the gorilla-sized, (and gorilla in general) scientist Winston.

Winston: What's the matter Satya?

Symmetra: Just feeling a bit anxious at the moment...nothing too much to trouble yourselves over, I swear!

As Symmetra tried to back track her footsteps to a nearby hallway, Sombra appears in front of her, having a smug look as she wrapped an arm around Symmetra's neck.

Sombra: Aw, c'mon now Sym. What's gotten a genius like you so hexed? You can tell us, we won't spew it out to others~.

Symmetra: Okay first off, you are the first person I'd tell about it...second being D.va.

D.va: Hey, what I'd do?!

Symmetra:You still owe Mei the truth on who really outted her for that blizzard last summer!

D.va: Uhm...no comment.

Symmetra: Secondly, this is a bit of a personal matter between me and someone else. I'd doubt you'd be able to-

Tracer: Is this about Jamison's morale?

Sombra: Oh?

Symmetra: LENA!!

Tracer: Oops! Uh, rewind the moment?

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Tracer: And resume~.

Symmetra slapped her hand to her face and pinched her eyes together

Symmetra: Oy, I swear I will...yes. Yes, it's about Junkrat. For the last few days, has he bothered anyone in this building?

Soldier 76: Hmm, now that you mention it. We haven't even heard of that rascal since two weeks from now.

D.va: It has been a bit less loud lately too.

Winston: I ran into him and was bracing for him to start shouting nonsense but...nothing came out of him.

Tracer: I did get a hunch of him not being himself but didn't think much of it, what do ya think is wrong?

Symmetra: I truly would like to know. But when I looked in his quarters, he wasn't there. I tried asking Junker Queen but she...

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Junker Queen: Why the ever loving f**k would I go out of my way to f**king, see about that lazy, good for nothing traitor?! I know you and him already f**k like rodents in heat, so about you go doll up, find him yourself, suck his c*ck, and then solve it yourself?!

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Symmetra: Needless to say if I see her again, it is war.

Sombra: Riiight...I think I know of someone who can help you!

Symmetra: Really who?

Sombra: His sister and his mother!

Symmetra: What are you- OH. OH NO.

Sombra: Oh yes! Time to meet the family~!

Symmetra if you think you can make me go confess to Ana and Pharah that I am dating their adoptive member, YOU MUST HAVE A SHORT CIRCUIT YOU UTTER BI-

Meanwhile, Symmetra is seating on a couch next to Sombra who was smiling proudly at the situation they were in. Meanwhile Pharah was staring daggers at them both while Ana drank tea.

Symmetra: ...I-

Pharah: What did you say to him.

Symmetra: What?

Pharah: So you mean to tell me, you had no idea what was wrong with him, and couldn't guess to try asking us first?!

Symmetra: I'm sorry, it's guess I tried the usual spots he would be around and-

Pharah, now standing up: And what?! The moment he came into our room, quietly without be rowdy, we both waited for some outburst or for him to jump on the sofa your on. But nothing! Mi mama tried to call him over, nothing! I tried to get his attention, intimate him at best, but nothing! Hell, we even called Roadhog for Christ sakes but even he didn't know how to get Jamison out of that room. And you think you can?!

Everyone was stunned on Pharah emotions, even Sombra. It was no secret Pharah still held resentment on Ana adopting the two Junkers but they grew on her for the most part. Still, even Sombra had to admit this was too far as she saw Symmetra trying to plead her case but failing even to say a complete sentence.

Sombra: Okay, now that was a low blow rocket girl.

Pharah: And why are you here?! You helped us out once, so that makes us buddy-buddy?!

Sombra: I'm only here because Hana wanted me to see the new game they bought! My visit only got longer because I'm trying to solve this issue as much as you are, and yelling at the person's partner isn't gonna solve much!

Pharah: And what do you know about a relationship?! Much less than this bitch!

Sombra: SHE IS AT LEAST DATING SOMETHING YOU SCUMBAG!

Pharah: Oh you!

Symmetra: I get it!

Both of the ladies who were at each other's throats looked over towards Symmetra with Ana still remaining silent throughout it all.

Symmetra, almost on the brink of tears: Y-Your right. I'm a terrible partner! I'm so sorry for bothering you both, I'll just-

Ana: Enough.

Now the attention was on Ana, who put down her cup and looked over at a crying mess Symmetra was at that moment.

Ana: Fareeha. I know you're upset about your brother, but don't you think you could cut Satya a break already? She came all this way out of her of us for doing what you just did just now, in the same of finding out where Jamison is.

Pharah: But she...right mama, I'm sorry.

Ana: Mhm, and Sombra.

Sombra: Yes abuela?

Ana: I didn't get the chance to thank you for last time you helped us, and as a token of my thank you, you can remain her for an hour more. But please go back to your side of this war, alright?

Sombra: Anything for you.

Ana: Now, Satya.

Symmetra: Yes?

Ana: I believe someone is looking for you.

Ana looked over Symmetra, as did the others with Sombra doing a audible gasp. Symmetra cod already smell the gunpowder residue behind her and quickly turned around to see the Junker of the hour. Jamison stood there, in shock at how many people were there.

Jamison: Uh, hey Sym. You uh, you came just for me right?

Symmetra: ...

Jamison: Listen, you can come inside the room with me if you wanna, I just needed some sleep for pulling some of those earlier missions. Haven't really be myself since, y'know?

Symmetra: I...I thought something was seriously wrong with you.

Junkrat: Oh yeah, that. Ran into a little quarrel with some blokes from way back. But I'm alright, honestly!

Junkrat smiled at Symmetra as he let out a hearty laugh. This got a good reaction out of Symmetra, who in turned hugged him tightly.

Junkrat: Oy, oy! They're watching, hands above the waist Satya!

Symmetra: Shh, I'm just glad you're still you...

Junkrat, flustered and red as a tomato: R-Right, ehm...how about you join me for a nap then?

Symmetra: Yes please.

Junkrat giggled as he picked Symmetra up, gaining a squeal out of her as he waltzed back into his room, leaving a cackling Sombra, horrified Pharah, and quiet chuckling Ana to themselves.

Sombra: *Currently laughing her ass off.*

Pharah: Oh my- YOU BETTER NOT MAKE A MESS IN THERE!

Ana: Hm...

Pharah: What is it now mama?

Ana: I always thought you'd give me grandkids first, guess I was wrong.

Sombra: OHHH NOOO! THIS IS PRICELESS!

Pharah: I'M GOIN FLYING!

Sombra: For a husband, or a mission?

Pharah: TO THE SUN!

[midwestmade29]

My first request 🥰

This little number was written for the anonymous request I received the other day! I hope that they enjoy what I came up with. While this story lacks the spicy content I usually write, it was nice to branch out and try something new. So, thank you for the request…let’s hope I did this right 😂

(Here is the original request from anonymous:

I personally would love to see a Christian Cage x (Possibly?) A Pregnant!Wife Reader, maybe the reader is pregnant and Christian’s valet (kinda like the Miz & Maryse) and she’s stressing at Ringside during a match that happens involving Christian’s little Crew (Him, Lucha, & Nick)?)

This story contains minor swearing, pregnancy, slight description of labor pain(s). Read at your own discretion.

Y/N- your name

O/B- obstetrician (A physician who cares for women and their baby during pregnancy and childbirth)

Word count: 1,343

Divider is from @saradika

GIF credit: @junglehooks

A Labor of Love 💕

Christian and I had countless conversations about me joining him, Luchasaurus and Nick for his “write off” match that was happening next week on Dynamite. I wanted nothing more than to be ringside supporting him, cheering him and the guys on (and maybe even causing a little mischief for their opponents) but Christian was 100% against it. I know he was just being protective of me and our baby growing inside of me, but I knew this would be the last match I would be able to accompany him to the ring before our baby would be born. He also knew that I wasn’t going to give up on this until I got him to change his mind. To the rest of the world Christian was the biggest ill-tempered asshole, but when it came to me (and our baby) he was a complete softie. I loved being able to know that side of him.

“Y/N, what if something were to happen and go wrong? I just want you and the baby to be safe. It’s too risky for you to be out there with all 6 of us in the middle of the chaos. I won’t be able to keep an eye on you or keep you out of harm’s way.” He explained.

I couldn’t help but to let out a frustrated sigh. “This isn’t my first rodeo, Christian. I know what to do and where I need to be. I really want to be there since neither of us will be traveling with AEW after this match because the baby will be here soon. Please, just trust me. I need to do this for you and for me.” I pleaded. We sat in silence for a few minutes before I spoke again. “What if we ask my O/B at my appointment in a couple days if they think it’s a good idea or not? Let them decide if I’m in the clear to join you. Would that help make you feel better about it?” “I don’t think it would take all my worry away, but yes that’s a good idea. If the doctor says it’s okay, then I will trust their judgement, and yours.” I squealed with delight and threw my arms around Christian’s neck, causing my baby bump to nudge his stomach. Christian smiled at my excitement and placed his hand on my bump, marveling at the sudden kicks he felt against it. “Your mother is the most stubborn and determined person I’ve ever met. If you come out with the same fiery qualities she has, I’m in trouble.”

“You ready baby?” I asked Christian as we stood backstage in gorilla position. I knew how nervous he still was about having me ringside even though my doctor gave us the green light last week. Christian would be missing the next 6-8 weeks because of the baby, and I was bound and determined to make tonight special for him. Little did I know how “special” the night was going to turn out…

Luchasaurus and Nick stood nearby, stretching, and psyching themselves up while I tried my best to calm Christian’s mind. “You’ve worked so hard to get here baby. I’m so proud of you! I’ll be fine, and so will the baby. Now get your DILF ass out there and give em’ hell!” He kissed me fiercely before leaning down and kissing my baby bump too. The opponent’s music hit right before they went through their tunnel and down the ramp towards the ring. There was a small pause before Christian’s music started vibrating through the arena, causing him to instantly tap even more into his villainous persona before leading the 4 of us up the steps to the tunnel. Performing was like a second nature to me, so just like Christian had done, I flipped a switch and turned on the bad bitch persona I was so good at portraying. I placed my hands on Luchasaurus and Nick, parting them as I made my way in between and took my place right next to Christian. I plastered the biggest and brightest smile on my face while lacing my fingers with Christian’s as we walked down the ramp.

It was about 8 minutes into the match and the guys were rocking and rolling. I kept my distance from the busy spots in and around the ring while playing my part perfectly. Right on cue, I started distracting the ref so Christian could hit his opponent with the TNT belt Nick had tossed to him. I was yelling and waving my arms in the air manically, doing my best to keep the ref’s eyes on me for a few moments longer. When he threatened to throw me out from ringside, I hopped up and down throwing a tantrum, pleading my case for him to let me stay. The damage in the ring was already done, so I waved off the ref, allowing him to return his focus to the match.

Everything was going smoothly until Luchasaurus nailed Christian with a tail whip when the opponent he was aiming for ducked out of the way. Christian stumbled back into the pads of the turnbuckle, completely dazed before sitting down. My first instinct was to go apeshit on the asshole who ducked out of the way, but I went after Luchasaurus instead. (I blame the pregnancy hormones) I had fury in my eyes as I climbed onto the apron and began yelling at Luchasaurus for not being more careful, cursing at him and getting in his face. Nick rushed over and tried to calm me down, but I quickly put that little boy in his place. The more he spoke, the more my urge to slap him grew. When I reared my hand back, Nick recoiled but lucky for him Luchasaurus grabbed hold of my wrist, stopping my hand from making contact with Nick’s face. If looks could kill, that dinosaur would be dead right now because I was staring daggers at him.

The ref had enough of my behavior and tossed my ass out. Of course I threw a fit all the way up the ramp until I reached the backstage area. I was a little winded from all my theatrics, so I tried to catch my breath as I watched the match on the tv in the back. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lower back, around my hips and to my lower belly. The surprise of it caused me to gasp and white knuckle grip the table next to me so I could steady myself. “What the hell was that?!” I whispered to myself. “This is not happening right now…” Another wave of pain radiated through my lower half, this time causing me to drop to my knees. Kris Statlander saw what had happened and rushed over to my side, full of concern. “Y/N! Are you okay?” “I…I think I’m in labor. Help me stand…p-please. I need to get my phone so I can get ahold of my doctor.” I spoke as calmly as I could through gritted teeth. Kris helped me to my feet, holding on to my arm giving me support. I didn’t even notice that Christian’s match had ended until I saw him running towards me. “Are you alright, Y/N? Is the baby okay? What’s going on?” he asked breathlessly. “I think the little s-show I put on with Luchasaurus and Nick might’ve caused me to go into labor.”

Christian’s face turned a little pale as he stood in front of Kris and I in shock. It took Kris snapping her fingers and a boop on his nose for him to come back down to Earth. “You okay there, Dad?” she asked him playfully. Christian’s brows knitted together as he gave her a dirty look, but his face softened when he turned his attention to me. “I’ll put the fact that I was right about it not being a good idea for you to be ringside tonight on the back burner temporarily. Now, let’s go meet our baby!”

Thanks for reading 🖤