#kenny x anna jay

[iconiic]

"I'm going to bake cookies." //Anna Jay to Kenny

“You had me at cookies.” He rubbed his hands together as he followed her into the kitchen. Because his comeback was only a few short months away, Tyson had been trying his best to stick to his diet, but there wasn’t anything wrong with a cheat day, right? “You need any help? I may not look it, but I’m a pro in the kitchen. And among other places.”

[iconiic]

“I could tell you, or I could show you later.” He teased, winking an eye in her direction. It was no secret when it came to flirting, he was the absolute worst, but regardless that didn’t stop him from trying. “What kind of cookies are we making?” He asked out of curiosity as he watched her gather the ingredients together. “I thought we were going to be using the prepackaged stuff.”

@iconiic continued from here (Anna/Kenny)

Anna knew that Tyson was trying to stick to his diet as he was making his return soon but she couldn't help but have the sudden need to bake cookies. She walked to the kitchen with him following closely behind her, she then got all the ingredients out and placed them on the island. " Oh and what other places are you a pro at?"She couldn't help but smirk at him.

[thesupreme316]

hiiiiii I hope you have a amazing day,

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

i gotchuuuuu sweetheartttt

AEW Stars React To: You Being Attacked by Their Opponents

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

Word Count: 1.2K

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

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

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

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

Eddie Kingston (BCC)

This happened during Eddie’s match against Christian Cage

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Darius Martin (Kingdom)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hook (Jack Perry)

Mans is fucking up everyone in sight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nick Wayne (Swerve)

THIS SWEET BABY

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Not until he ended this feud with Swerve

Kenny Omega (Will Ospreay)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ricky Starks (CM Punk/The Factory)

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

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

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

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

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

Immediately checks on you and apologizes profusely

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

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

Vows to get his revenge and starts it by attacking Punk

Daniel Garcia (Chris Jericho)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

HES FREE

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk

[mystic-story-lover]

~See You Back at My Place~

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Matt Jackson x female!reader

Word Count: 788

Warnings: Cringey pick up lines

Type: Fluff

Summary: After coming back from a shoulder injury, the reader is a surprise entrance for a fatal four way in the main event.

A/N: You may think these pickup lines can’t be that bad, but whoo you are in for a doozey with these.

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Nine months and six days had passed since your last fight in AEW, and to say you were nervous for your return was an understatement. You’d been cleared for roughly two weeks, but you hadn’t made your on-screen debut since you and Tony Khan needed to plan how you’d return to the ring. You suggested the idea of using your rematch clause at the AEW women’s championship, and Tony added to your idea that you could earn it in a main event fatal four-way match for the next contender. Both of you agreed that this would be the best way because gave you the chance to test your ability in the ring before it being a championship match, and it allowed for the element of surprise for the fans.

                “You know, Y/n, you’re so hot that even my zipper is falling for you.” Matt Jackson beamed as you shot him another glare. Ever since he got back from his match with Nick and Kenny he’d been telling you dirty pickup lines.

                “Matt, that was so cringey.” You turned to face him fully, taking in the way his baby blue’s were staring directly at your face.

At that, he shrugged before waving his fingers in a twist motion. Following his “order”, you turned back around and continued to walk towards guerrilla. Ruby Soho and Thunder Rosa were already in the ring, and Anna Jay was walking out of the curtain as you reached your spot to wait in.

                “This might seem corny,” Matt started behind you before taking a step so you were right against his broad chest. “But you’re making me horny.”

He could hear the audible groan from you as you shook your head at the terrible line. You didn’t know why the oldest Jackson was telling you these, but some of them made you laugh.

                “Oh god Matt that was awful.” You sighed before turning around to face the man behind you. Before you could say anything, he leaned his head down and placed a passionate kiss onto your lips. You were about to ask him why he did that, but you were called to get behind the curtain.

                “I hate to see you go, but damn I love to watch you leave!” He called out to you.

Before properly walking out, you flipped him your middle finger, then adjusted the strap to your top. When your music hit, you could hear the fans screaming in joy, even though you were one of the heel’s when you left. Nobody was sure how you’d be when you came back, and tonight you were going to show them just who you were.

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1… 2… 3

You’d pinned Anna to get the victory, and a shot at the title. The fans erupted into a fit of cheers, and you could see that Matt, Nick, and Kenny were standing at the top of the rope. They were standing there applauding, and you could see Matt with a smile on his face. With the confidence of a successful return, you leaned in between the ropes and requested a mic from the announce team. When Justin handed you the equipment, you smiled and nodded at him, a way to say thank you.

                “Britt Baker, you and I have unfinished business. See, I was on the shelf for nine months because I got hurt during our title match, and that gave you the opportunity to win my belt. But I’m back now, and I’m coming for what’s mine. I have a rematch clause, and it got me in this match, and I’ll be using it to take back what doesn’t belong to you.” You called through the mic as you looked into the camera.

Dropping the mic in the ring, you stepped out of the ropes and onto the apron. Once you were out of the ropes, Matt began walking down the ramp to you, so you sat down, waiting for him. When he reached you, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss.

                “So, Matt, do I have to sign for your package?” you questioned with a cheesy grin. The two of you could hear the fans going crazy with cheers, being as you just kissed the man who was the first to welcome you into The Elite.

                “How about you just tell me what time you’ll be coming back to my hotel room?” He smiled back at you.

                “Hmm, how about now?” You state, pulling him in for another kiss. He kissed you back, and you gasped when he lifted you off the apron with ease.

This time, you didn’t mind the cheesy pick-up lines, because they made your night that much better.

[catch-needed-hobbies]

All Elite Wrestling X Pokémon pairings part 3 | Part 1 Part 2

Matthew Jackson & Magmortar

Nicholas Jackson & Electivire

Kazuchika Okada & Gholdengo

Kenny Omega & Inteleon

Samoa Joe & Incineroar

Abadon & Obstagoon

Anna Jay & Meowstic (female)

Dr. Britt Baker & Drednaw

Katsuyori Shibata & Machoke

Bryan Danielson & Grapploct

[psyeince]

why r there so many gingers

maybe its the various showdown blogs ive followed but there r a lot of gingers in the media and ive taken it upon myself to sort them into the categories of gingers and redheads, this took me an hour and a half and my eyes r physically burning, my bad if i missed a character or two

gingers

riley williams (we are the tigers)

ocean oconnel rosenberg (ride the cyclone)

caleb widogast (critical role)

itsuka kendo (my hero academia)

donna noble (doctor who)

batgirl (dc)

beverly crush (star trek)

ginger fitzgerald (ginger snaps)

nami (one piece)

mito freecss (hunter x hunter)

wendy corduroy (gravity falls)

alfredo linguine (ratatouille)

william “dex” poindexter (check please!)

wylan can eck (six of crows)

ichigo kurosaki (bleach)

mafuyu sato (given)

gimli (lord of the rings)

akane hino/cure sunny (smile precure)

daphne blake (scooby-doo)

reisuke houjou (mirai nikki)

fiona (shrek)

risa koizumi (lovely complex)

dexter (decters laboratory)

kim possible (kim possible)

cady heron (mean girls)

katheryn janeway (star trek)

shoyo hinata (haikyuu!!)

himaru kenshin (samurai x)

rosetta (tinkerbell)

amy pond (doctor who)

firestar (warrior cats)

rand al’thor (a wheel of time)

kaoru and himaru hitachiin (ouran high school host club)

asuka langley soryu (neon genisis evangelion)

ponyo (ponyo)

crowley (good omens)

athen cykes (ace attorney)

bloom (winx club)

samael keene (homesick)

kenny luckstar (homesick)

tulip olsen (infinity train)

wanda maximoff (marvel)

max mayfield (stranger things)

christine “ziggy” berman (fear street 1978)

buffy gilmore (scary movie)

theo (scary movie 2)

gideon nav (the locked tombe)

cal kestis (star wars)

hiromi higa/shadow (sk8 the infiniry)

anne shirley (anne of green gables)

hercules (hercules)

vicky (fairily odd parents)

suzuki shou (mob psycho 100)

reigen araraka (mob psycho 100)

rowena macleod (supernatural)

jack merridew (lord of the flies)

raven (theyll never catch us)

polly plantar (amphibia)

jay ferin (just roll with it)

natasha romanoff (mcu)

giselle (enchanted)

winnie sanderson (hocus pocus)

candace flynn (phineas and ferb)

phineas flynn (phineas and ferb)

leon kuwata (danganropa)

childe (genshin impact)

akito shinonome (project sekai)

garfield (garfield)

ruby roundhouse (jumanji: welcome to the jungle)

tasuki (fushigi yugi)

lysandre (pokemon)

monkia (doki doki literature club)

misty (pokemon)

aviendha (wheel of time)

coran (voltron)

ashlynn ella (ever after high)

sparrow hood (ever after high)

holly o’hair (ever after high)

poppy o’hair (ever after high)

futaba sakura (persona 5)

anna (frozen)

general hux (star wars)

kanon tachibana (the world ends with you)

ron delight (ace attorney)

kyo sohma (fruits basket)

rei yasaku (do it yourself!)

diluc (genshin impact)

gren (the dragon prince)

chiyo sakura )gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun)

philip j fry (futurama)

felicia sundew (amphibia)

blossom (power puff girls)

april o’neal (teenage mutant ninja turtles)

junichirou tanizaki (bungou stray dogs)

captain amelia (treasure planet)

rachel elizabeth dare (percy jackson)

emma (the promised neverland)

penny polendina (rwby)

elizabeth afton (five nights at freddys)

orville elephant (freddy fazbears pizzaria simulator)

dana scully (x-files)

atushi otani (lovely complex)

merida (brave)

puss in boots (shrek)

little my (moomin)

quasimodo (the hunchback of notre dame)

sora takenouchi (digimon)

ikuyu kita (bocchi the rock!)

gwen tennnyson (ben ten)

ahiru/duck (princess tutu)

eda clawthorn (the owl house)

shallan davar (stormlight archive)

clary fray (shadow hunters)

keyleth (vox machine)

ms. bellum (power puff girls)

zarine (the pirate fairy)

chuuya nakahara (bungou stray dogs)

subaru akehoshi (ensemble stars!! music)

yuta aoi (ensemble stars!! music)

hinata aoi (ensemble stars!! music)

jenny bennett (monster house)

nick wilde (zootopia)

redheads

tomo aizawa (tomo-chan wa onnanoko!)

kirishima eijirou (my hero academia)

hikaru shidou/lucy (magic knight rayearth)

urbosa (breath of the wild)

bowser (mario)

operetta (monster high)

knuckles (sonic)

poison ivy (dc)

starfire (dc)

silver (pokemon)

ranma saotome (ranma 1/2)

will vandom (w.i.t.c.h)

grell sutcliff (black butler)

undyne (undertale)

janai (the dragon prince)

red guy (dont hug me im scared)

wendy (wendys)

ronal mcdonald (mcdonalds)

anastasia romanova (anastasia)

anzu hoshino (romantic killer)

michizou tachihara (bungou stray dogs)

ezra scarlet (fairy tale)

lizzie hearts (ever after high)

shirayuki (snow white with the red hair)

reki kyan (sk8 the infinity)

luna (scooby-doo)

zarzamora (saber marionette j)

jessica rabbit (who framed roger rabbit)

707 (mystic messenger)

kyle broflovski (south park)

souma yukihira (food wars!)

circus baby (five nights at freddys: sister location)

mikoto mikoshiba (gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun

karma akabane (assassination classroom)

kineshi hairo (saiki K)

ariel (the little mermaid)

clifford (clifford the big red dog)

rinne amagi (ensemble stars!! music)

hiiro amagi (ensemble stars!! music)

mao isara (ensemble stars!! music)

[lonelyvampx]

randy x cody

cody x rock

hangman with kenny-matt-nick-swerve-adam cole-mox (literally anyone cause he can if he wants)

anna jay x julia hart

hook x wardlow

hook x jack perry

drew x dolph

jd mcdonagh x ilja dragunov

jd mcdonagh x bron breakker

rhea ripley x all of them (including me)

hbk x bret hart

uhh my brain stopped

I love when we find more wrestling soulmates. Let’s make a list:

Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley

Sasha Banks and Bayley

Kenny Omega and Kota Ibushi

Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn

Stone Cold and The Rock

Charlotte Flair and Becky Lynch

Malakai Black and Buddy Mathews

Trish Stratus and Lita

Claudio Castagnoli and Sheamus

Randy Orton and John Cena

Johnny Gargano and Tomasso Ciampa

Kazuchika Okada and Hiroshi Tanahashi

Pete Dunne and Tyler Bate

CM Punk and Samoa Joe

Christopher Daniels and AJ Styles

The Miz and Bryan Danielson

Michelle McCool and Melina

Walter and Ilya Dragunov

Rey Mysterio and Eddie Guerrero

AJ Lee and Paige

Daniel García and Wheeler Yuta

Lucha Bros and The Young Bucks

FTR and The Briscoes

The New Day and The Usos

Orange Cassidy and Chuck Taylor

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

So, @moxxieswitchblade talked me into it.

I've created this lovely OC, Emery, as my main wrestling drabble/1-shot/small story original character.

Originally, I would have chosen the name Anna, but with Anna Jay being canon, I didn't want to confuse people while they were reading the fics, so I went with my other favorite name.

I'm about half way done with my first official story with her, its kinda Angsty; Kenny x Emery x Jay White, since he's on aew now and all. I should be able to finish it tomorrow, and post it later in the day- so keep an eye out for it.

I've wanted to write for Kenny for a while- and had plans to do a long fic with him, but it's been on the backburner for a while (mostly due to school).

Introductory post here

[deathtriangles]

aew dynamite as tumblr text posts: november 25th, 2020

[lancearcherinrippedjeans]

Eternity - Chapter 4

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This was supposed to be put a week and a day ago, but me and Adriana procrastinated. A lot. ANYWAYS, nice seeing you guys, happy Dynamite Friday!

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Starring - The talented OC's, Kenny Omega, Wardlow, Ricky Starks, Anna Jay, Britt Baker, Chuck Taylor, Trent and Hangman (Small appearances from The Young Bucks, Tony Khan, Taz and MJF)

Word Count - 6,257

Category - Fluff, implied smut, angst, friendship, bits of comedy

4/?

Summary - It finally happens. What the girls have been waiting years for. But they still have to deal with arguments, jealousy and sadness. Maybe a Girl's Night Out will make it all better...

Warnings - cussing, implied smut, Wardlow and Kenny being horn-knee

other author's notes - I'm posting and editing this 5 minutes after I woke up,,,forgive me pls.

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“Uh, thanks, but I’m good. I just got here and I’m not just gonna get stuck in a faction.”

“I’m not getting you a date with Nova.” Sawyer scoffed, turning to walk to her and the girls’ rental. “But Sawyer please?” Ricky whined, following after her. Nova had already rejected the invitation to Team Taz earlier that night, but Ricky wanted more than just Nova in the faction. “No. Way.” Ricky groaned, “C’mon Sawyer. You owe me. Remember?” Sawyer stopped in her tracks, she didn’t even think Ricky remembered. “I got you that one date with Wardlow. You said you owe me. This is all I’m asking.” Sawyer sighed and turned to face him, “Alright. I will try. I can’t guarantee she’ll say yes though.” Ricky smiled, pulling Sawyer in for a hug.

“Ew, let me go you weirdo.” She laughed, Ricky rolled his eyes when he pulled away. “Okay, I’m gonna talk to her in the car. If she says yes I’ll give her your number, if not, then you gotta leave her alone for a while. Deal?” Sawyer held out her hand, Ricky shook her hand, “Deal.”

Ricky watched as Sawyer walked to the rental, getting in the backseat. “So what did Starks want?” Nova asked, looking back from the driver’s side. “Well...he wanted to know if he could take you out on a date.” Veronica spit out her water, coughing and laughing at the same time, while Nova stared wide-eyed. “A date...he’s not gonna ask me to join Team Taz again is he?” Nova questioned, brows scrunched up. “I don’t think so. Nova, I think he’s actually into you.” “I think you should give him a chance.” Veronica said, finally catching her breath and taking another sip of water. Nova sighed, “Okay. I’ll give him a chance.” Veronica and Sawyer started to celebrate before Nova cut them off again, “But! If it doesn’t go well, I better not hear another word about him. Alright?”

“Fine.” Sawyer said, already texting Ricky to tell him the news. Nova turned towards Veronica in the passenger's seat, “Don’t look at me! That’s Sawyer’s friend. Not mine.” They all giggled, Nova putting the car in drive, and pulling off and driving away from Daily’s place for the day.

The Next Afternoon

“It’s been weeks since I’ve been in the gym.” Sawyer brought up as she spreaded across the couch. Veronica looked up from her phone, “You’re right, since being here in Jacksonville we’ve been busy,” she sat up from her spot on the floor, “I’ll go get Nova, and we can head to the one upstairs.” They went through their luggage to find their workout clothes. Of course, Nova whined about having to get up, but soon began to get ready pulling out one of the drawers to find her bright pink gear. Veronica began to fill up her water bottles and tie her laces when Sawyer came out with her Nike Pro spandex shorts, a sports bra under her matching hoodie, and some white and black trainers. “Are you ready to go?” She asked while setting up her apple watch.

Nova began to gather her items, “Let's just get this over with.” Veronica laughed before opening the door. “You’ll be thanking us once you start.”

The elevator dorms chimed open, and straight ahead they could see the decent-sized hotel gym. Only a few people were there, so it must have been a perfect time. When Sawyer entered, she looked around deciding what to do first; until she spotted a muscular figure running on a treadmill. She tried to turn around but collided with Nova and Veronica who were rubbing their sides. “Sawyer, watch where you’re going!” Nova wept. Making Wardlow look back, they almost went unnoticed until he did a double-take, nearly making him fall off in the process. Nova's lips straightened before she started laughing, loudly. “This is what you get for having me go to the gym.” She laughed before walking over to a different machine while dragging Veronica along with her.

“I didn’t expect to see you here.” Wardlow came up while dabbing a towel on his forehead. Sawyer's mouth began to go dry, seeing a sweaty Wardlow was always a beautiful sight. “I felt like I was losing my strength, it’s been a while since I worked out. I have to do something before it becomes noticeable.” She joked, but he seemed to be busy in his train of thought to laugh. On the other side, Nova and Veronica were doing their best to hear them unnoticeably.

“What is he saying to her?” Veronica asked as she pretended like she was going to pick up a weight. “Nothing,” she shot her a perplexed look, “He’s totally eye-fucking her though.” She smirked,” I don’t blame him either.”

Nova was right, Wardlow couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. If she wasn’t working out like she used to he for sure couldn’t tell. She seemed to be going off about something and he was listening... at first, but then he started to get distracted by her features. Trying to comprehend all the words she was saying, but his eyes drew back to her body. If possible, he seemed to be sweating more. Making him bring his bottom lip in between his teeth while trying to control himself.

“Hello?” She snapped her fingers in front of his face, bringing him back to reality. “Did you come by yourself?”

“Huh? Oh… Max is somewhere, I don’t really remember.” He rubbed the back of his neck trying to think of anything besides having her clothes on the floor of his hotel room.

“ARE YOU SPYING ON THEM?!” A loud voice echoed through the gym. Wardlow shot his head back and clicked his tongue, “I think I found Max.” causing Sawyer to groan.

“COULD YOU SHUT THE HELL UP?” Nova smacked the back of his neck making him try to thump her in return. Veronica stood up trying to break them up before Wardlow and Sawyer came over causing them to stop. “Hey buddy, you won’t believe what I caught these two raccoons doing.” Veronica put a hand on her chest, offended at his insult. “Don’t act like you weren’t interested either!” She shot back, making him roll his eyes. “Please, I wasn’t interested in their conversation, that would be rude. I was more into the fact that Sawyer came looking like a fine glass of wine.”

“WHAT?” Nova, Sawyer, Veronica, and Wardlow all asked at once. Maxwell scoffed before walking over and letting his arm fall over her shoulder. “I don’t think we’ve properly met before without Nova getting in the way, but I’m Max.” Their eyebrows knitted in confusion, as he flashed a smile at Wardlow. “I see you chatting to my bodyguard, Wardlow here, but come up to my hotel room and we can do way more than just chat.” “Max I already know who you ar-” Max held up his hand to cut off Sawyer, receiving a glare in return. Veronica covered her mouth while trying her best not to encourage the situation. She shot her head in Wardlow’s direction but saw he was avoiding her gaze, as he walked straight to one of the lifting benches. Max removed his arm, having a smug smile appear and lightly laughed, “God I knew Wardlow liked you, but I didn’t think he liked you that much.”

“What are you talking about, YOU caused that.” Sawyer threw her hands up in frustration. “You should be thanking me, Sawyer.” he looked back at Wardlow who aggressively picked up and added another weight. “I should have kicked your ass-”

“Just hear him out, Sawyer.” Nova cut in causing Max to shoot her a grin, “I knew you still liked me.”

“Spill it out already, damn.”

“Oh yea, right. As we can all tell by his reaction to me flirting with you...Wardlow is still into you obviously, but he got it bad.” His eyebrows rose as he looked at the group to get a reaction. “They both do.” Veronica shrugged, causing everyone, besides Sawyer to agree. “I’m going to work out. You know the thing we came here for?”

“She didn’t deny it.” Max nudged Veronica as she flipped them off causing them to snicker. “As much fun as it was messing with her, I gotta get going. I’ll catch up with you guys later.” He first hugged Veronica, before quickly thumping Nova on her forehead and running out of the gym too fast for her to catch up. “I’m going to kick his ass next time I see him.” Nova spat while walking over next to Sawyer on the treadmills. Veronica laughed to herself before she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

Kenny Omega: meet me in my hotel room?

Her breath hitched in her mouth, she let her thumb hover over the keyboard before deciding what to say next.

I’m in workout clothes, is that cool?

Kenny Omega: I don’t care, I just need to see you.

“Damn you, Kenny Omega.” she thought to herself, this man had her wrapped around his finger, and it scared the hell out of her.

Nova and Sawyer seemed to be busy seeing who could outrun the other, and Veronica would just be gone for a couple of minutes…right? She slipped out of the gym making her way to the elevator with a pit of guilt sitting in her stomach.

Kenny texted her his room number and then started to pace around. He hadn’t been able to get a good sleep since his last conversation with Veronica, and it killed him to know she was upset with him. A knock came on the other side of the door making Kenny freeze. He smoothed over his shirt before going to open the door. “Veronica, hey-” he was cut off as she threw her body into his embrace. “I’m so sorry Ken.” Ser words muffled causing him to rub circles over her back. “You have no reason to apologize, it was my fault.” He brought her in and closed the door, not letting go. He liked this, he wanted this to be more than what it already was.

“She’s worth it. Take the risk…�� Karl Anderson’s words from the club flew around in the back of his mind . He gulped as he began to remove his arms from around her, “Veronica…” He started causing her to look up at him. “I’m tired of lying to myself saying I don’t like you as much as I think I do. In such a short amount of time, I feel like I could trust you with anything..” Veronica sat there taking in every word, mentally pinching herself to make sure this wasn’t a dream. He gently swiped at her chin, making her blush. “Will you be mine?” His question was barely loud enough to be a whisper; but it was enough for her to hear.

She nodded before connecting her lips to his in a passionate kiss. His hands held her face, and her fingers began to massage the back of his scalp. He laid her down gently before lightly straddling her, “I want to do this the right way this time.” He broke up the kiss, making her want more. “I’m all yours, Omega.” and that was enough for him.

Dynamite

Sawyer and Veronica got out of the car, continuing to sing the song they were listening to on the way to Daily’s Place. “Will you guys put a cork in it?!” Nova yelled, limping past them. Sawyer stifled her laughter before mumbling, “One Direction is gonna save your life one day.” Nova rolled her eyes, still walking ahead. “Does the knee still hurt?” Veronica asked, looking at the bandage around Nova’s left knee cap. Nova frowned, “Yes. The scar opened back up this morning.” Sawyer shrugged, “I told you I would win the treadmill race.”

Nova limped towards Sawyer, the two giggling as they were play fighting, Veronica pretending to be the referee. “Uh excuse me?” They all stopped when a technician had all their attention. “Tony Khan called for you guys in his office, right away.” He had walked away, no other word said. Nova turned towards Sawyer and Veronica, her whole demeanor changed, “What did you guys do?” Nova yelled, pulling her arm away from Sawyer’s grasp. “Why are you assuming it's something we did?” Veronica asked, the three rushing through the halls to get to TK’s office. “Y’all already got in trouble for throwing yogurt at Justin Roberts two weeks ago.” Sawyer groaned, “Okay, that was an accident, my Gogurt wouldn’t squeeze out.”

They all stood in front of the door when Veronica mumbled, “Better not bring that up then.” Nova raised her hand to knock on the door, hesitating. She was really close to just putting her hand down when Sawyer mumbled under her breath, “For crying out loud.” And then knocked on the door herself. They all started to argue, but silently.

It all stopped when the door swung open, Tony Khan standing on the other side. “Ladies, come in, have a seat right there for me.” They all smiled at him, all walking in one by one. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it was just Tony, but Kenny, Matt and Nick Jackson were in there as well, and they didn’t look happy either. While none of them were looking, Veronica took the opportunity to flick Sawyer in the back of the head, knowing that if it WAS the Gogurt that got them fired, it would be her fault.

They all sat anxiously, looking in their laps and fidgeting with their thumbs. Tony coughed, causing them all to look up, “Now you guys know, you’re valued here.” Veronica nodded, stopping suddenly. “The EVP’s and I have been talking a lot recently about you guys,” Tony continued, “And after finally discussing it, I think we’ve come to a conclusion and I think it’s for the best.”

Nova reached for both her friend’s hands, all them taking deep breaths in, trying to prepare themselves for whatever he had to say. Tony reached in the drawer of his desk, pulling out clipboards instead. The three girls looked at each other in confusion. “Sawyer Holden, Nova Jay and Veronica Rodriguez, we would like to officially sign you to All Elite Wrestling.” Nova laughed in relief, Veronica smiled looking towards Kenny and Sawyer sat there dumbfounded. Veronica reached towards the desk, reading the contact. Nova followed, Sawyer signed it almost right away. The words the EVPs and Tony were saying were all drowned out, they couldn’t believe it, their dreams were coming true.

Kenny pulled Veronica in for a hug swaying them back and forth, “You deserve this.” He whispered in her ear before planting a kiss on top of her head. Sawyer cleared her throat. “Is this how you congratulate everyone who signs a contract?” Nova scoffed, making Veronica break up the hug. “I’m guessing you didn’t tell them yet?” Kenny laughed nervously making them all wait in anticipation. “Kenny and I are dating.” Veronica chuckled. Nick and Matt looked at Kenny trying to read him. “Officially?” Matt questioned, more towards his best friend.

Kenny nodded. “BITCH, YOU SAID NO MORE SECRETS.” Nova yelped, causing Veronica to quickly put her hands up in defense. “I promise I was planning to tell you guys,” She looked over at Sawyer, “I was just waiting for the perfect opportunity.” Kenny stood next to her, placing a hand on her lower back. “If you're mad, and I understand why you would be, take it out on me, not her.” He stood taller, making Sawyer and Nova laugh. “We’re not upset. You two deserve each other.” Sawyer laughed before beginning to head for the door.

“Just…if you plan on ever doing it in OUR hotel room. Make sure the door is locked.” She joked, causing Kenny and Veronica to cover their faces in embarrassment. Nova chuckled before looking over at the two, “I knew there was something going on when you arrived back at the hotel with that goofy ass grin, now I understand.” She handed her contract to Nick before exiting, “If you hurt her.. I will find you.” She squinted before closing the door. Veronica let out a sigh of relief, “That went better than expected.” He turned and saw the Bucks and TK with perplexed faces.

“What did she mean by, “Make sure the door is locked?”" Nick asked while Matt rubbed his chin in confusion. Kenny pursed his lips before laughing, “That’s a story for another time.”

Sawyer strode down the hallway, slightly singing to herself to celebrate before she reached her locker room, planning to call her parents to tell them the news. She opened the door, and to her surprise, Chuck Taylor and Trent were already there. “There she is!” Chuck called out, Sawyer looked at them, dumbfounded. “We heard about you signing!” Trent mentioned causing her confusion to go away. “It’s been five minutes!” Sawyer laughed, pulling the two in for a hug. “Brandon told everyone you guys were getting your contracts offered today.” he smiled. “It was completely unexpected, for all of us.” Sawyer grinned, causing them to admire her.

“It was just a matter of time, I would have signed you sooner,” Chuck commented, making her feel warm on the inside. Trent and Chuck had been nothing but friendly since they met, and that was a huge difference from the other locker rooms she’s been a part of. “How’s it been with Wardlow?” Trent raised his eyebrows up and down making Sawyer roll her eyes. “Honestly, I don’t even know. Sometimes it feels like we’re together, and then the next second we’re strangers again. It’s frustrating.” She plopped onto the couch making Chuck look down at her with a frown. “Wardlow is a dumbass if he can’t figure out his feelings,” he responded sitting next to her. “He doesn’t know that the perfect girl is right in front of him.” he leaned next to her, relaxing his hand on her knee. “Dustin’s right. If he keeps screwing up, I won't be afraid to swoop in.” Trent joked, causing Sawyer to laugh. “I don’t know if people would actually believe that,” Chuck said while resting his arm around Sawyer.

Sawyer reached and put her left hand on Chuck’s right, “You guys are so sweet. I’m not used to this.” Sawyer frowned, her attention straying away from the two men. “Well,” Trent started, “You’re here now. And I can confirm, the people and fans will adore you.”

“Not as much as me but, I’m sure Veronica and Nova are close seconds.” Chuck joked, getting a laugh from Sawyer in return. “I’ll make sure when I get merch you guys are the first ones to get it.” Trent smiled, “If we don’t,” He leaned closer to whisper in her ear, “I know where you sleep.” Sawyer rolled her eyes and chuckled at his threat, “I’ll make sure to lock my doors then.”

Trent looked down at his phone, “I hate to cut this celebration short, but we gotta go take pictures.” Chuck sighed, getting up from the couch, “Well, I guess we’ll see you later.” Sawyer waved, finding herself frowning when they were gone. Not even a few seconds later, there was a knock on her door. “It’s open!” Sawyer called out, but to her surprise, it was Chuck again. “Hey.”

“Oh hey; Did you forget something or..?”

Chuck wiped his palms on his shorts, “No, uh I just wanted to say something that wasn’t in front of Trent.” Sawyer nodded. “I know things are kinda dumb with Wardlow right now...so if you need anything, I mean anything, you can come to me.”

Sawyer smiled, she had only ever heard words like that from Nova or Veronica, so Chuck was a breath of fresh air. Sawyer fidgeted with her hands, “Thanks, Dustin. You’re a really, really great friend.” Chuck opened his mouth to speak but thought against it. “Of course, that's what...friends are for.” Chuck leaned in to kiss her cheek, “Catch you later, Sawyer.” He exited the room, leaving Sawyer, a confused and blushing mess.

“I can’t go out like this!” Nova whined as she looked herself over in the mirror. She had just bought this beautiful white blouse to wear for tonight’s Dynamite but ended up ripping it instead showing a huge piece of skin on the back. “I guess another wrestling shirt will have to do.” She went over to her backpack to look for a change of clothes, but automatically face-planted herself. “I left all of my shit back at the hotel,” She set her hand on her chin thinking of where she could find a replacement. She doubted Veronica or Sawyer had any shirts that fit her, so the next best choice was to go buy one from one of the merch stands.

She looked over the many choices on display, they had almost every roster member's merchandise. “I think a Team Taz shirt would fit you perfectly.” A voice crept from behind her, making her turn her head. “Of course, you would think that Ricky.” he flashed her a grin, before pulling out his wallet. “That or my personal favorite… the one in the corner.” He pointed towards his shirt, making her laugh.

“I’ll take the Team Taz, and Ricky Starks shirt please,” She told the cashier, having him start to bag them up. Nova reached for her purse before Starks had beat her to it giving them a 50 dollar bill.

“You didn’t have to do that,” She told him as she grabbed her items. “It’s a gift since you’re officially a part of AEW now.” He shyly admitted, causing her to stop. “I saw it on social media before going to find Cage and Taz.” She nodded, before heading over to one of the bathrooms. He pulled out his phone scrolling on social media when someone started yelling in his direction .

“AYO RICKY!” a booming voice down the hall caused him to turn his attention from his screen and down the hallway. “What are you doing on the other side of the arena? You said you were going to the bathroom and coming right back.” A furious Taz said, as he checked his watch. “I’m on a tight schedule-”

He stopped mid-sentence, as the bathroom door opened. Nova came out, and she was wearing her brand new Team Taz shirt. “I decided to save the other one for a different day…” She began, but her eyes darted towards the man that was next to Ricky.

“I’m sorry, was I interrupting something-“

“No, you’re fine. Nova this is Taz, Taz this is Nova Jay.” Ricky introduced them as she stuck her hand out for a handshake. He looked her over before letting out a laugh. “You’ve got to be ribbing me, man.”

They sent him a confused expression as he rolled his eyes. “Is this the girl you’ve been trying to get me to recruit? Weren’t you just on Dark a couple of weeks ago?” He started to yell, making a lot of people backstage look over.

“Ricky you’re a talented guy, everyone here knows that… I expected better.” Ricky opened his mouth to say something but was cut off. “I don’t think you heard me correctly. No new members, especially someone who just got here. Keep wearing everyone else’s merchandise, you’ll be gone in a couple of months.” He shrugged making her face frown. He walked off leaving Nova and Ricky alone.

“Nova..”

“You should go after him before he takes it out on you later.”

He sent her a half-smile, and wrapped his arms around her before saying anything, “I’m going to talk to him. Don’t let what he said affect you, I’ll see you on Saturday.” He kissed the outside of her hand, before jogging off.

A little while later, the girls were hanging out in Sawyer’s locker room, chatting about their contracts and the day they’ve had so far. “You won’t be gone in a couple months, don’t listen to Taz.” “Yeah, he looks like a penguin anyways.” Sawyer added on, wanting to make Nova laugh through the sucky situation. Nova exhaled, “I guess y’all are right. At least Ricky tried to defend me…” Sawyer and Veronica looked at each other, before looking back at Nova, making that face. Nova noticed it before rolling her eyes, “Stop it guys. I haven’t even gone on the date yet.”

“Whatever you say, Nova.” Veronica shrugged. “If it works out I better get a special toast at the wedding.” Sawyer joked, causing Nova to playfully push her over. Their laughter was interrupted by a knock on the door, “The door is open!” Veronica called between giggles. The door opened and a smiling Anna Jay and cheering Britt Baker walked in. “Congrats girls!” Britt shouted, giving them all hugs. “It's about time you guys were signed.” Anna mentioned, sitting next to Nova. The trio thanked them both, smiling.

“So,” Britt clasped her hands together, “we wanted to ask you guys if you wanted to go on a Girl’s Night Out with us.” Nova nodded frantically almost immediately, Sawyer thought for a second, “Y’know what, why not? A real celebration is due.” The four looked at Veronica, who hadn’t answered yet. “I don’t know guys, I was just gonna celebrate with Kenny tonight.”

Sawyer rolled her eyes and scoffed jokingly, “C’mon, who knows how many times you and Kenny have secretly hung out these past few weeks. It’s one night.” Veronica’s expression changed suddenly, then Nova added on, “We promise, he and the unlocked door will still be there when we get back.” The other girls laughed, while Veronica faked a laugh, feeling anger build up inside.

She sighed, “You’re right, I’ll be there later. But I gotta run.” Veronica sat up without another word, leaving the room and slamming the door behind her. “That was weird.” Anna said, lifting her eyebrows. “I’m sure she’s fine, just having one of her weird moments.” Nova shrugged, turning her attention back to everyone else.

Veronica walked away as far as she could. Sometimes it was difficult being friends with people like Nova and Sawyer, they all had their moments, but sometimes it could be a little much. A bar at the end of the hallway caught her attention. It looked empty until she saw a figure alone in the corner. She made her way over and sat next to him. “Rough night?” Adam Page asked not taking his eyes off his bottle. She let out a breath before rubbing her hand through her hair, “I guess you could say that,” she looked over at him taking in his features. “Do you have any extra glasses?” his ears shot up as she stared at him with curiosity. “There's some behind the counter.” His head gestured, making her nod. She hopped off the stool walking over to find what she was looking for. Hangman took a long glance at her. “Kenny was right, she is pretty,” he thought.

Kenny.

The whole reason he was drinking was because of that man. He took a hard swig, ignoring the burn in his throat. “I doubt your boyfriend knows you’re here.” He burst out of nowhere, making her sigh. She reached over to grab the Jack Daniels from him, “We are literally in the same building, he’ll be fine.” She chugged her drink before pouring another shot. His eyes widened, “Woah easy, why are you drinking so much?” He began to pick up his glass before realizing what he asked, making him put it back down.

“I just needed to get away from some people. I didn’t exactly plan to end up here.” She lightly chuckled before pushing the drink away, “What about you, Hangman? Why are YOU drinking so much?” she questioned making him slightly curse her. “Can you blame me? My friend’s kicked me out of their life, I have a tag team championship match coming up with some guy I’m pretty sure doesn’t even want to be in a tag team it’s…” He shot the glass down on the table hard, “It’s a lot to handle at one time.” Adam looked at her in the eyes, for the first time since she walked in, expecting them to show fear or terror. Instead, he was met with sincerity, and that caused him to sober up a bit. “I can’t speak for Matt and Nick, or Kenny but...” she sat down next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, “Maybe this is what’s best.” He gulped before reaching back to his drink. “You’re right. I don’t need those guys…all they did was cause me to forget who the hell I was.”

“I have a feeling you and I are going to get along quite well Hangman.” She laughed, causing him to smile. He raised his glass in the air, “To not caring about real life and drinking our problems away.” he joked, causing her to raise her glass as well. “I’ll drink to that.”

Back at the Hotel

Veronica arrived at her hotel room feeling a lot better than earlier. Her conversation with Adam repeated in the back of her head, while she opened the door revealing a stunning Anna Jay and Britt Baker. “Took you long enough, we thought you left Florida.” Baker joked, as Veronica embraced them in a hug. “Where are the two asshats?” Anna laughed, “Sawyer is finishing up with her braids, and Nova is,” a shoe flew and hit the wall separating Sawyer’s room from Veronica and Nova’s, “looking for her shoes.”

“Sawyer, did you steal my nude rockstuds?!” Nova popped out the closet and called to the other room. Sawyer walked into the room, “The Valentino ones that have a scratch on because you threw it at me when I said Max was better than you?” Nova glared at Sawyer, “Yes. Where are they?” “I don’t know, I tried to stick them down the garbage disposal but I couldn’t see cause you HIT MY EYE.”

“They’re in my bag from when I borrowed them last week.” Veronica spoke up, trying to end the commotion. Nova walked over to her luggage, sighing with relief when she found them. Nova plopped down next to Veronica to slip on her heels, “You and Sawyer better hurry up, I’m trying to get my celebration on!” Veronica rolled her eyes, getting up to look through her bag for something to wear.

“Hey, that's not completely on me, someone wouldn’t let me start braiding in my weave at the show.” Sawyer complained, braiding another lock and glaring at Nova and Anna. Sawyer turned back to her room to get ready with no disruption. Veronica followed, grabbing the outfit she was planning to wear and her makeup bag. The two stood side by side in Sawyer's bathroom, silently, besides that laughter and yelling going on in the room next to them.

“Can you zip me up?” Veronica asked, motioning to the back of her dress. Sawyer looked over, quickly zipping up the dress and fixing the straps. The two turned back to the mirror, no conversation. Sawyer twisted with the jewelry on her hands and wrists before turning over to Veronica, “Look. Earlier, I don’t know if it was the jokes, or maybe something else? But Nova and I didn’t mean to make you upset if we did, it was all in good-” “It’s fine. Just cool it with the Kenny jokes, please? I really like him. I can’t mess this one up.” Sawyer snapped her mouth shut, just nodding in agreement to what she was saying.

She had never been this serious about a relationship before, let alone been that upset about one of Sawyer’s jokes. “If you don’t mind, could we take the Kenny jokes down a notch? Just for tonight.”

“Yeah no that’s fine. Totally fine. I’m sure there are plenty of Ricky jokes I could make towards Nova.” Sawyer tried to laugh, but felt like it wasn’t coming out the way she wanted. “Gee thanks for killing the mood, V.” Sawyer thought to herself, putting on gloss to finish her look.

Veronica exhaled, putting all her stuff back in her makeup bag, smiling in the mirror to see if she was satisfied with her look. They both exited the room, walking into a bunch of hollers and cheers from the other three. “Now can we PLEASE go? I need a Malibu Sunset in my system.” Nova whined, leaning onto Anna’s shoulder. “Fine, fine. Just let me text Chuck ba-” Britt snatched the phone from Sawyer’s hand, “Not while girls night is happening you’re not.”

“Okay okay. No men…unless it’s a fine ass bartender.” Sawyer said slyly, starting to copy the mood of Nova. “Let’s get this party started baby!” Nova called out, the first one to dance her way out the door.

When they arrived at the bar they were immediately met with loud music and the smell of alcohol. “I’ve been waiting for this all night,” Britt yelled as she clapped her hands together, making them laugh. Veronica felt her phone vibrate in her clutch, she pulled her hand back trying to avoid checking it.

They ushered to a table in the back, Sawyer sat down thinking Veronica would have sat next to her; instead she sat in a chair on the way end of the table. She let out a huff of air, before rolling her eyes. Nova instead took the chair and picked up her menu. Sawyer looked around, stopping when she saw a pair of eyes already on her. She squinted trying to make out the face immediately realizing it was Wardlow. He smirked before lifting his glass and taking a long sip.

Sawyer slammed her hands down on the table making her way to the bar. Veronica raised a brow in confusion, but no one seemed to notice as they were all in their conversation. Her phone vibrated once again, making her look around at the table. She slowly pulled it out of her pocket and unlocked the screen.

Are you on your way here??

Veronica

Did you forget!?

Where are you? :(

She started to type out a response and thought against it. Her stomach filled with guilt, she didn’t want to hear them make even more fun of her relationship. Britt looked at her friend in worry before grabbing a shot off the tray Sawyer brought back.

“I didn’t say these were for YOU!” Sawyer said in disgust as Britt flashed a smile, “You don’t need all of these. Plus, I’m paying!” Veronica laughed, feeling her phone buzz once again.

I’m going to search this whole city if you don’t respond in the next 10 minutes.

Veronica looked up to see if anyone noticed, and as expected- Britt was staring right at her. “Is that the Cleaner?” She asked with a grin. Her face flushed pink before nodding. Britt let out a groan, “Fine. You can go see him, BUT, you have to let him know to never interrupt a girl’s night ever again.” “THANK YOU. I’ll make it up to you next time.” Veronica rushed gathering her things and exiting the bar. “Where is she going? She didn’t even drink anything.” Anna wondered.

“I think we all know where she’s heading,” Nova said, making them all laugh - except Sawyer. “She’ll be back after she’s done.” Sawyer tried to explain. “I don’t think she’s coming back.” Britt replied, “That girl is HOOKED.”

Wardlow seemed to notice from where he was sitting something was wrong. Sawyer fidgeted more with her glass than actually drinking it, and that made him worry. She looked up and saw him staring at her, her hands fell to her sides as she began to walk over to him. “Why do you keep LOOKING AT ME?” Sawyer asked with suspicion.

Wardlow raised his hands up in defense, “You just seem a bit upset,” his hands trailed to her waist pulling her forward, “And I know part of that is from what happened at the gym last week, and I’m so sorry for that. Seeing Maxwell on you… it made me feel a certain way.”

“Jealous?” Sawyer rose her brows while smirking at him.

“Me? Jealous? In your dreams maybe.” he laughed while his hands lowered feeling around causing her to bite the inside of her mouth. “Why don’t we get out of here? I saw Veronica already-”

“I can’t. I don’t plan on drinking anymore tonight, and the girls need to get home safely,” She told him as he frowned. “I understand, just text me when you get back to the hotel, alright?” She smiled, “I will. Goodnight Michael.”

He let go of the fabric of her dress and buttoned his coat up, “Congratulations by the way. I’ll make sure you get a better celebration party soon.” He winked at her which sent a wave of heat through her whole body. He kissed her on the forehead before making his way out. She closed her eyes, letting everything process. She didn’t know what was happening with Veronica, but did she even care? Wardlow seemed to be more interested and he wasn’t even sitting with them. Nova came over to pull Sawyer with her, Britt, and Anna, and for the first time in a long time, she danced like nothing else was happening.

well that as chapter 4 friends, hope you guys enjoyed. Be ready cause next is the date! @adriii-omega

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Wrestlers I Write For

I write for both aew and wwe now!

* indicates my favorites to write for

Keep in mind I usually only write female or gender neutral reader as they are easiest for me

I'll also write certain ships(I added those at the bottom

AEW:

Kenny Omega

Hook*

Adam Cole

Adam Page

Chuck Taylor*

Trent

MJF

Danhausen*

Kris Statlander*

Cash Wheeler

Dax Harwood

Wardlow

Kyle O'Reilly*

Orange Cassidy*

Nick Jackson

Matt Jackson*

Ricky Starks

Eddie Kingston*

Powerhouse Hobbs

Kip Sabian

Ruby Soho*

Athena

Buddy Matthews

Malakai Black

WWE:

Daniel Garcia

Jamie Hayter*

Toni Storm*

Austin Theory*

Johnny Gargano*

Drew McIntyre

Roman Reigns

Jimmy Uso*

Jey Uso*

Shayna Baszler

Indi Hartwell

Seth Rollins*

Sami Zayn

Kevin Owens

Dominik Mysterio*

Rhea Ripley*

Damian Priest*

Finn Balor*

Bayley*

Dakota Kai*

Iyo Sky (Io Shirai)

Naomi (idk if she still counts as wwe tbh)

Alexa Bliss

Asuka

Liv Morgan*

WHO I WONT WRITE FOR:

I will not write for any of the following

Sammy Guevara

Tay Conti

Anna Jay (it depends tbh, I'm willing to just not alot)

Jake Hager

Chris Jericho

Bryan Danielson (I dont like writing for him sorry)

Sting

Darby allin (I dont like writing for him)

CM Punk

Max Caster

The Miz

Dexter Lumis

Ships

Hook x Danhausen (hookhausen)

Trent x Chuck (best friends)

Dax x Cash (FTR)

Orange Cassidy x Chuck Taylor

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Could you write a fanfic about Kenny’s s/o coming to AEW after being apart for a while (in a different promotion) and debuting as a heel with the Elite

Kenny Omega x fem!Reader

Warnings: None except fem!reader

I’m sorry, I really tried to write the reader as gender neutral but it ended up being a female reader, if you’d like it as gender neutral or male reader, feel free to send the request to another fic writer! Again, I apologize for it ending up fem!reader incase you specifically wanted a gender neutral reader.

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• Kenny knew you were coming to AEW and joining the Elite but he thought that wasn’t happening for another few weeks.

• Your non-compete clause from WWE wasn’t supposed to be up for another few weeks but the McMahon’s loved you and knew how important debuting in AEW was to you and lifted your non-compete clause early.

• Everyone(Tony, Cody, Young Bucks, Brandi, legal team, Don, etc.) knew that you were debuting with the Elite tonight.

• You actually were gonna attack Anna Jay and start a feud between the Elite and the Dark Order.

• You and Kenny had been together for 2 years and Kenny wanted to be with you the moment that you debuted but he wasn’t given the details until it was happening.

• Of course he was a little upset but he was shocked that you were even there tonight.

• Seeing your outfit that seemingly matched his white jeans(except your were ripped and showed a lot of skin) and a redcon shirt that fit you really well, he was surprised to see that you were literally matching him exactly. Also, you wore the same shoes?!

• Kenny didn’t understand how you managed to dress the exact same as him. Matt and Nick told you exactly what Kenny was gonna wear so you dressed the same as him.

• Anyways, after you attacked Anna, Tay and the rest of the Dark Order came out. Tay tried to fight you but you took her out too because you’re Elite

• Gallows, Anderson, Cutler, Nakazawa, The Bucks, and Kenny all ran out to the ring to get the Dark Order away from you.

• Nakazawa stood a little too close to you and Kenny almost knocked him out, instead Kenny pulled you close to him and hugged you from behind.

• Don cut a promo on the Dark Order and how they should know better than to try to bother Kenny’s girl.

• Of course, the Dark Order responded and you now had a match against Anna Jay next week.

• The following week, Don would be ringside to make sure nothing goes wrong and to make sure that you win.

• Kenny was gonna be ringside for you but was told by you to stay in the back and prepare for his match.

• Did he stay in the back and prepare for his match? He did…until a member of the Dark Order decided to take Don out and try to prevent you from winning. And people say the Elite cheats

• Kenny helped you win and as soon as the rest of the Dark Order started to come out to the ring, Kenny grabbed you by the hand and ran backstage with you.

• Don had already gone to the back and was waiting on the two of you. You weren’t happy about almost losing because of Don.

• After that match, all of The Elite would be ringside for your matches to make sure nothing went wrong.

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[debbiechanclub]

Know You Better Now (*new* BTOOT sequel), Part 1

The title is the same, but I assure you the content is all shiny and new! The revamped BTOOT sequel is here!

Thank you to everyone for your patience on this. I just lost interest/direction for the original sequel after Ethan all but disappeared off Dynamite, but I'm honestly kind of glad I did because I like this new version so. Much. More. And we have Kenny's facial hair to thank for it.

So enough talking - enjoy! And please let me know what you think!

Know You Better Now

Synopsis: Nearly nine months have passed since Alex's freak shoulder injury, and she's still not cleared for action. But while Kenny has been a source of strength for her throughout her recovery, all her other relationships are in shambles - and she's finding it harder and harder to reconcile the Kenny she knows behind closed doors with his persona as the "Belt Collector."

Part: 1/?

Pairing: Kenny Omega x OFC x TBD 👀

Word count: 4.6k

Warnings: Language, ANGST

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May 30, 2021 AEW Double or Nothing

Surgery with six to twelve months’ recovery time. That was the prognosis Alex had received when she’d dislocated her shoulder in September. Now, nearly nine months later, everything had changed.

“Well, there’s good news and there’s not-as-good news,” Doc Sampson started. He’d just completed yet another check-up exam on her shoulder, and Alex could tell he was trying to keep up morale. But she already knew what he was going say. “The good news is you’ve gotten the full range of mobility back. The bad news is the strength isn’t quite there yet.”

She scoffed lightly to herself. It was exactly as she suspected. “So it’s no news, in other words,” she quipped.

“At least it’s not bad news?” Kenny hopefully offered.

Doc smiled sympathetically. “Just keep at it. Resistance bands, weights; you know the drill.”

Alex’s eyebrows arched. “Yeah, I do,” she returned. It seemed like weight training and physical therapy was all she did anymore.

“Just a few more weeks,” Doc said; but in medical-speak, time was relative. Alex knew all too well that weeks could easily mean months. “Good luck tonight, Kenny,” he added, and he went out the door.

Alex’s head fell back and she groaned in frustration. Kenny wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him. “It won’t be much longer,” he assured with a kiss on the side of her head.

“It’s been almost nine months,” she muttered.

“I know. But you don’t want to rush your recovery, especially for something like a shoulder injury.”

She frowned. “At this rate Anna will be back from her shoulder injury before I am.”

“What?” Kenny laughed and hugged her tighter. “No, she won’t. I give it maybe another month and you’ll be back better than you were before. Which reminds me, you should probably have some new gear made. I bet your old stuff is too big on you now.”

The sound of her laugh was muffled by his shoulder. “Because you’ve been kicking my ass every week for the last six months,” she said. If there was a silver lining to her injury, it was that she’d gotten into the best shape of her life what with all the training she’d been doing—and it was all thanks to Kenny. Truth be told, Alex didn’t know what she would have done without him over the last nine months. He’d moved her into his house so she wouldn’t have to struggle through the weeks after surgery alone; he’d set her up with his doctors; he’d driven her to physical therapy appointments and trained with her every single week. He’d been there for her in ways she couldn’t even express, and she’d fallen even more in love with him for it.

It made it that much more difficult for her to admit that the Kenny she knew in private was a far cry from the one who called himself the “Belt Collector.”

“I wouldn’t push you if I didn’t think you could handle it,” he returned with a peck on her lips. “I don’t think anyone’s gonna recognize you out there tonight.”

Alex momentarily tensed in his arms, but she didn’t relax quick enough. Kenny felt it—and he knew exactly what it was about.

“You’re not having second thoughts about it, are you?”

She looked up at him. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t,” she admitted.

Kenny’s face fell. “Alex… we’ve talked about this.”

“I know,” she breathed. She stepped back from him, suddenly anxious. They had talked about it, at length. It was a big statement for her to accompany him for his match tonight, because she hadn’t been seen since her injury. In fact, she’d all but gone off-grid. She hadn’t been on television; she’d barely posted on social media; she hadn’t responded to any questions for comment about her recovery or her thoughts on Kenny’s pursuits. She’d just wanted to fly under the radar until she was back in that ring for good.

But then, two-and-a-half weeks ago, the match between PAC and Orange Cassidy for a shot at Kenny’s AEW World Championship had gone to a no contest. As a result, it was decided that Kenny would defend the title in a triple threat match against them both at Double or Nothing—tonight. And as soon as the match was booked, Alex knew—she knew—that Kenny would find a way to pull her into it.

But she didn’t know if she could—or should—go out there with him. Not with the way things currently were between her and the people she’d thought were her best friends.

Kenny reached out and took her hands in his, and she looked back up at him from the floor. His blue eyes were concerned. But she could tell he was frustrated.

“I want you out there with me, baby. And yeah… I’d be lying if I said Orange wasn’t part of the reason why.”

She frowned. “Kenny—”

“Just hear me out,” he gently cut her off, and she pursed her lips. But she let him continue. “Best Friends are actually supposed to be your best friends, right? But when was the last time any of them checked in on you? I know Chuck did for a while, but Trent? He’s been a complete asshole to you.”

Alex fidgeted, her chest tightening. His words were like salt in a wound—but he wasn’t wrong. At first, Chuck had checked in on her fairly regularly… but his texts and FaceTime calls had tapered off after the first couple months. At the time, she’d just chalked it up to circumstance. She was out of sight and out of mind, and he and Orange had been put through more than their fair share of bullshit by Miro, Kip, and Penelope after Trent had torn his pec muscle in December. She couldn’t really blame him for going quiet.

But then, two months ago, Trent had returned with Kris in tow—and Alex hadn’t been able to chalk it up to circumstance any longer. And when Kris seemingly became an official member of Best Friends, she couldn’t ignore the twinge of jealousy in her gut, either. She felt forgotten. Replaced in person just as much as she had been on the Best Friends t-shirt. And the thing of it was, none of them seemed to even miss her.

Least of all Trent.

Kenny squeezed her hands, redrawing her attention. “Look… I’m not trying to turn you against them. But I can see how hurt you are by how they’ve acted over the last couple months, and it kills me. And yeah, it pisses me off, too. So… why not come out there with me tonight, looking absolutely fucking fantastic, and show Best Friends just how good you’re doing without them?”

Alex’s brow furrowed. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, there was a petty part of her that wanted to do exactly that. But the softer side of her just wanted her friends back.

“I get what you’re saying, I just... I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place.”

“I know you do,” he sympathetically returned. “But I’m not asking you to go out there and try to keep Orange from winning. I just want you in my corner. And maybe I want to show you off a little bit, too.”

He grinned and pulled her closer, and Alex couldn’t help the coy smile that pulled at her lips. Through all their ups and downs, Kenny had never failed to make her feel special; wanted. She didn’t take that for granted—especially not now.

“I did bring a really cute outfit to wear,” she said, sliding her hands up his arms. “It would be a shame if it went to waste.”

His smile widened. “Well then you gotta wear it.”

Alex bit her lip in thought. But she didn’t think for long. She put her hands on either side of his face and gave him a tender kiss. “You know I love you, right?”

Kenny gripped her waist. “Of course, I do. I love you, too,” he returned, and he kissed her again. “Come on, you should go get ready,” he said with a pat on her backside. And as they left the exam room, Alex knew that accompanying Kenny for his match was the right decision.

It was the potential consequences that worried her.

* * * * * * * * * *

“Holy shit, I almost didn’t recognize you!”

That was what Stella had proclaimed when Alex walked into hair and makeup. It was followed by a chorus of more of the same, a parade of hugs from everyone in the room—and dozens of questions.

“How are you? You look incredible!”

“Is your shoulder cleared?”

“So, are you officially living with Kenny now?”

“I’ve been dying to know how you feel about everything going on with him.”

And Alex had done her best to field each one of them.

“I’m doing pretty well, and thanks. It seems like I’ve been filling all my free time with working out.”

“No… not yet. But hopefully in the next few weeks.”

“I mean, not officially. I still have my house in Virginia—my cousin’s been renting it out. But I don’t know. It feels like I’ve officially moved in.”

“It is what it is. He’s just being Kenny Omega.”

Thankfully, no one pressed her on that last one.

Instead, Stella was all too happy to dish on all the latest and juiciest backstage news and gossip. Anna Jay and Jungle Boy were an item. Cody had estranged himself from nearly everyone. Callie had left AEW and pro wrestling altogether—and moved in with Cash. Alex had already known about that one, but it was still strange to hear. Looking back, it was hard to believe her friendship with Callie and relationship with Cash had ever even happened at all. It felt like another life; another time.

“You’re all done, my dear,” Stella said. She handed her a mirror—and Alex was taken aback by her own reflection. Long, sleek dark brown hair; glowing fair skin; pouty nude lips; a sexy reverse cat eye that made her hazel eyes pop. She sat up a little straighter. For perhaps the first time in months, she felt herself again.

She thanked Stella and hopped out of the chair, a pep in her step as she went out the door—

“Alex?!”

She halted in her tracks. Even though she hadn’t heard it in forever, she’d recognize that voice anywhere—Kris. She held her breath and turned around; but relaxed in relief. It was just her and Orange. At least she wouldn’t have to face them all at once.

“Holy shit!” She hurried over and wrapped her in a tight hug before she could even blink. Alex was stiff and awkward as she returned it. She hadn’t expected that reaction.

“Why didn’t you tell us you’d be here tonight?” Kris asked as she stepped back from her. Alex hesitated to answer.

“Um, I thought about it. But given why I’m here…”

She trailed off and looked awkwardly at Jim. He shrugged. “It’s business,” he returned. “So I guess this means you’ll be in Kenny’s corner tonight?”

Alex crossed an arm over herself and nervously fidgeted with the skin on her elbow. She nodded. Jim’s expression remained as indecipherable as ever.

“And you look hot as fuck,” Kris perceptively interjected. “Seriously, I think I might be questioning my sexuality.”

Alex breathed a laugh—

“You should come say hi to Chuck and Trent! Trent’s gonna shit himself.”

Just like that, her smile vanished. Her lips parted in silent question, uncertain if Kris was being serious. But she looked too genuinely excited not to be.

“I… I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Alex said. “I mean, considering the last time I talked to Trent…”

She trailed off and looked down at her shoes. There had been things said by both her and Trent in the heat of the moment that had made an already uncomfortable situation worse. They hadn’t spoken in more than five months, since right before he’d gotten injured. She didn’t think now was the time to start.

“Trent has his head up his ass,” Jim said, and Alex flicked her eyes back up at him, surprised. “You know how he is with this stuff. You’ll probably have to be the bigger person.”

Alex sighed. He was probably right. But again—tonight wasn’t the night. “Now’s just not the time,” she remorsefully returned. “But I’ll see you out there. Good luck—really.”

And before either of them could say anything else, she turned and continued down the hall, digging her nails into the palms of her hands.

* * * * * * * * * *

“Maybe you shouldn’t come out there… you’re gonna distract me walking around like this.”

Alex looked at Kenny through the mirror as he sidled up behind her. He reached up and brushed her hair back from her neck, and she tilted her head so he could press his lips against her skin.

“It's too late,” she returned. “I’ve already gone through all the trouble of getting ready.”

Kenny hummed. “Well, I can take it all off for you, if you want.”

He nipped her neck, and she smirked and squirmed. Her mood had completely turned around from earlier in the night; it was amazing what a little hair and makeup and the right outfit could do. The white bustier-style crop top she wore wasn’t her usual style, but it showed off the hard work she’d put in at the gym—and it didn’t hurt that it made her boobs look amazing. And even though she’d made the outfit more “her” with a pair of distressed boyfriend jeans and her white low-top Chucks, Kenny was right—they probably wouldn’t recognize her out there.

But truth be told, she’d never felt more confident.

“You can later,” she smirked, and she felt a low growl rumble in his bare chest.

“Get a room!”

Alex rolled her eyes. Matt’s voice was an unwelcome interruption from across the locker room. She’d almost forgotten that he and Nick were there.

Kenny shot a glare over his shoulder. “Why are you looking?”

Matt opened his mouth, but two quick knocks on the door cut him off before he could make a smart-ass retort, and then Don Callis walked in.

“We’re up, Ken.”

Kenny smirked at Alex. “Let’s go give the people what they really want.”

He picked up his AEW World Championship, and she helped him secure it around his waist, followed by the Impact World Championship, which he strapped across his chest. Then, he picked up the AAA Mega Championship and old TNA World Heavyweight Championship and held them in each of his hands. And Alex had to admit—it was an impressive sight, Kenny draped in championship gold. She’d be lying if she said it didn’t turn her on.

“How do I look?” he asked her.

She bit her lip. “Good. Really good.”

He grinned, cocky.

They started for the door; but before Alex could follow Don and Kenny out, Matt stopped her. “Alex.” He pushed himself up from his chair and cast Nick a glance. He stood too. She rolled her eyes. They weren’t subtle at all.

Matt gave her a discerning look. “You are one-hundred percent in Kenny’s corner… right?”

Her brow lowered dangerously. Was he really questioning her loyalty now? “Are you serious?”

He shrugged a shoulder. “Well… I know Orange is one of your best friends—”

“Or he was,” Nick interjected.

“—and I just want to make sure that there aren’t any conflicts of interest.”

He smirked, obnoxiously smacking his gum between his teeth. Alex bit down on her jaw. She’d thought that maybe—maybe—Callie’s departure and her relationship with Kenny would have led her and Matt to at least be friendly with each other. But she’d thought wrong.

She gave him a tight smile. “Don’t worry your pretty little head, Matt. The only conflict going on here is the one between what you think that outfit looks like and what it actually looks like.”

He abruptly stopped chewing his gum. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

But Alex was already out the door. She caught up with Kenny and fell in step beside him. “Forget something?” he asked.

She shook her head. “No. Just got held up.”

They arrived at Gorilla, and Don went on and on talking Kenny up, boosting his confidence, assuring that neither Orange nor PAC stood a chance; but Alex tuned him out, nervously looking around. Waiting. And then she saw them: Orange, Chuck, Kris, and Trent.

Her heart jumped into her throat when her eyes met Chuck’s. He flashed her a smile; but it wasn’t as wide or as bright as she was used to.

“Hey. It’s good to see you,” he said, and he gave her arm a squeeze as he passed. She said nothing in response—just a tight grin of acknowledgement. Entirely impersonal compared to how they used to greet each other.

It’s the circumstances, she tried to tell herself.

Orange and Kris greeted her in much the same way, with awkward half-smiles as they walked by; Kris seemed apologetic, for some reason. And then, Trent reached her. His expression was cold, his eyes hard, and then he muttered underneath his breath, just loud enough for her to hear, “Thanks for telling us you’d be here.”

He kept walking, not waiting for her to even process what he’d said, and Alex’s heart sunk petrified into the pit of her stomach.

This was how things were now. She felt stupid for hoping for different.

* * * * * * * * * *

Alex had known it would be difficult to be ringside for this match. But, sixteen minutes into it, she hadn’t realized it would be this difficult.

PAC laid on his back, staring up at the lights courtesy of a bridging deadlift suplex into a pin attempt from Kenny. So, with him taken care of for the moment, Kenny turned his attention to Orange. He pulled his right kneepad down, and Alex had to stop herself from watching through her fingers as he kneed Orange hard in the face, once, and then again. She could feel the eyes of the fans at ringside watching her with keen interest, trying to gauge her reactions. They’d been shocked to see her come out with Kenny, and now her presence provided them with an extra layer of entertainment. At least Chuck, Trent, and Kris weren’t at ringside, too; they’d walked Orange out and promptly disappeared backstage. Alex didn’t know what she would have done if they’d stayed.

Kenny backed toward the ropes, aiming to deliver a third and final V-Trigger. But before he could, Orange held up his hands as if to tell him “stop.” And then he plunged them into his pant pockets and fell facedown onto the mat.

Kenny laughed, but he couldn’t care less. He walked over and started to pick Orange up; but then a revived PAC grabbed him and hit him with a hard forearm. They traded blows and kicks in the middle of the ring until Orange suddenly intervened and hit Kenny with a Michinoku Driver. However, Kenny rolled away and PAC hit Orange with a brainbuster. He covered him, but Orange thankfully kicked out at two.

Alex put her hand on Kenny’s shoulder as he laid underneath the ropes, halfway out of the ring. “Are you alright?”

But he didn’t answer her question. Instead, he said, “Go get one of my belts.”

She looked back at him in confusion. “What?”

“Go get one of my belts in case.”

Alex blinked and shook her head. She could not believe what he was asking her to do. “What? No, Kenny, I’m not doing that. You don’t need—”

But he rolled away, back underneath the ropes into the ring. PAC and Orange were in a precarious position on the top turnbuckle closest to them. It looked like PAC was trying to execute a superplex—but Kenny jumped up and shoved PAC off-balance, causing Orange to tumble from his grip and bounce off the ring apron to the floor. Alex started to check on him—but then she remembered she wasn’t out there for him and stopped short. She ran her hands over her hair, helpless. Inwardly hoping that he was alright.

Meanwhile, PAC had reversed Kenny’s attempt at a One-Winged Angel from the top turnbuckle and sent him sailing across the ring via a sunset flip powerbomb. They stood atop the opposite turnbuckle now, and Alex’s eyes widened in horror when PAC delivered an avalanche Falcon Arrow. But then, Orange suddenly scrambled back into the ring, tossed PAC out, and hooked Kenny’s leg. Every single person packed into Daily’s Place jumped from their seats as Bryce Remsburg slid to the mat and started to count. Kenny barely kicked out before three. Alex leaned her elbows on the ring apron, her head in her hands. That had been way too close.

All around her the fans started chanting, “That was three!” booming in her ears, and she bit down on her jaw. Kenny rolled out of the ring and stumbled over to her. For some reason, she already knew what for.

“Alex, go get one of my belts,” he said again. It was an order, not a question. But she stood her ground.

“No! I’m not helping you win like that!”

He let out a frustrated huff. “Baby, now’s not the time to argue about this. Just go get—”

She cut him off with a gasp as PAC came flying over the top rope headed straight for them. Kenny shoved her out of the way at the last second, taking all the impact himself and getting knocked to the floor. PAC, meanwhile, sprung back up and to the top turnbuckle. He slowly stood—and when Alex saw him jump into the air and perform the Black Arrow, she knew she had just seconds to act. She jumped over Kenny and rounded the turnbuckle as PAC hooked Orange’s leg. And just before Bryce could count three, she grabbed Orange’s boot and put it on the bottom rope.

Bryce stopped the count and pointed at Orange’s foot, none the wiser to what had happened. The fans, on the other hand, showered Alex with thunderous boos. Realizing what she’d done, PAC turned and shot her a glower that seemed almost inhuman. But she just pursed her lips and raised her chin in defiance.

Kenny pulled himself up by the ropes and ducked back into the ring, grinning like the cat that caught the canary, and the match went on, back and forth between him and PAC—until Orange scored another near-fall after he hit Kenny with a frantic Beach Break. PAC then tried for a Liger Bomb on Orange, but he fought out of it and landed a hard Orange Punch across his jaw, dropping him to the mat. Then he gave one to Kenny, and the crowd came unglued.

Orange fed off their energy, pumping himself up as PAC staggered to his feet. He hit another Orange Punch and went for the pin. Time seemed to stop as Alex watched, her heart in her throat and her hands on her head. She didn’t want Kenny to lose at all, let alone like this. But just as Bryce started the count, Don appeared out of nowhere and pulled him from the ring by his ankles.

Alex stood frozen to her spot as Bryce and Don yelled at each other, and she fully expected the former to expel the latter from ringside—but he didn’t. He simply got back in the ring, and the match continued. Don walked toward Alex, straightening his suit jacket. “Good work putting Orange’s foot on the ropes,” he said to her.

She didn’t say anything in return. She didn’t want a compliment from the likes of him.

Back in the ring, Kenny had been knocked to the floor once again—and PAC had the Brutalizer locked on Orange. When Kenny finally made it back through the ropes, he kicked PAC in the face once, twice. But he didn’t let go of his hold on Orange. So instead, Kenny made the desperate decision to hit Bryce with a hard double axe handle to the back.

The crowd booed, and Alex hid her face in her hands. “Come on, Ken…” she breathed. Not like this.

Meanwhile, Don took the initiative to do what Kenny had been asking Alex to do all along. He grabbed the Impact Championship from the timekeeper’s area and tossed it to Kenny in the ring. Kenny caught it, and then he turned and clocked PAC over the head. He dropped like dead weight to the mat, and Kenny tossed the belt aside, the fans still booing all the while.

But apparently, one belt wasn’t enough.

Don tossed in the Triple A Mega Championship next, and as PAC staggered to his feet, Kenny hit him again. Then he threw in the TNA World Heavyweight Championship. Alex had to bite her lip to keep from shouting at Kenny to stop. She looked away just before he hit PAC a third time.

Finally, Don handed Kenny the AEW World Championship. He took it and held it high above his head, gloating, reveling in the crowd’s hatred. Somehow, PAC was still moving, trying to stay in the match. But just as he climbed to his feet for a third time, Kenny hit him again and knocked him down for good.

Kenny held the championship up again, parading around the ring. He didn’t notice Orange darting toward him until it was too late. He laid him out with another Orange Punch across the jaw.

Orange crawled toward Kenny, obviously going for the pin; but Bryce was still down from Kenny’s earlier attack. However, it didn’t matter. As soon as he draped himself across Kenny’s chest, Aubrey ran down to the ring. Alex grabbed her own throat as she counted.

One.

Two—

But unexpectedly, Kenny reversed the pin and rolled Orange’s shoulders to the mat in a crucifix. Aubrey counted again.

One.

Two.

Three.

That was it. The bell rung, and Kenny’s music started. Alex let out a breath. He’d won by the skin of his fucking teeth.

She and Don both rushed to Kenny’s side as Justin Roberts officially announced him the winner. He clutched his jaw, and somehow his left hand had been sliced open. “What happened?” she asked, looking over the blood on his fingers with concern. But he wasn’t able to answer her before they were suddenly swarmed by both the Young Bucks and the Good Brothers. Matt and Nick practically pushed her aside as they congratulated Kenny, and Nick and Karl Anderson put an arm each over their shoulders and helped him up the steps to the entrance ramp. And as they all celebrated, reveling in Kenny’s stolen victory, Alex felt a sourness curdle at the back of her throat.

She was in love with Kenny. He’d come to mean the world to her over the last nine months. But she hadn’t signed up for this world.

[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

Wrestling Smut Drabble

Request can be for AEW, WWE, and Impact

Main masterlist

Smut masterlist

AEW

Christian Cage: x x

Matt Jackson: x x x x

Nick Jackson: x x

Kenny omega: x x x

Orange Cassidy: x x x

Chuck Taylor: x

Trent?: x

Eddie Kingston: x

Tony Khan: x x x x

Wardlow: x

Ray Fenix: x

Marko Stunt: x

Cash Wheeler: x x

Adam Cole: x

MJF: x x

Anna Jay: x

Tay Conti: x

The Elite: x

Frankie Kazarian: x

WWE

Drew McIntyre: x

Roman Reigns: x

Seth Rollins: x

Damian: x

Impact

Ace Austin: x

[youngbuckisms]

4, 5, 10, and 23?

What wrestlers do you want to meet? I would love to meet Darby Allin, Malaki Black, Orange Cassidy, Sammy Guevara, and Britt Baker

If you had to choose one person to sit down and have dinner with, who would it be? I would love to have dinner with Nick Jackson. I feel like it would genuinely be a nice dinner and just be super chill. Probably no where fancy either, which is great cause I’ll take Cracker Barrel over fancy any day.

Have any wrestling ships? If so, who are they? In no particular order ...Darby x Punk, Darby x Sammy (love hate relationship go brrrr), Sammy x Marko, Matt Jackson x Kenny Omega, Adam Page x Kenny Omega, MJF x Wardlow, Orange x Trent x Chuck, Nick Jackson x Adam Cole, Darby Allin x hospital bed, Tay Conti x Anna Jay!

Who is the one wrestler you hope never finds your blog? If MJF ever found my blog, I think I might deactivate myself from existence.

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