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best friend - jeff hardy

2001! jeff hardy x gn!reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: mentions of (scripted) violence?, reader is younger than matt and jeff, best friends to lovers trope

you watched from ringside with wide eyes as your best friend of 10 years, jeff hardy, walked across the top of multiple ladders in the centre of the ring, before toppling to the canvas below, somehow landing on his feet. you breathed a sigh of relief, but your rapid heart rate didn’t let up as the match continued on. splintered tables and steel ladders littered the ground surrounding the ring, along with the barely moving bodies of the other tag teams. you felt like a spectator in your own body, like you weren’t really there, as you watched the 6 men toss eachother around for what felt like hours. jeff climbed back up the ladder and got a hold of the belts, before the ladder was pulled from under his feet, leaving him dangling high above the ring.

positioning another ladder in the center of the ring, edge climbed nearly to the top before spearing jeff mid-air, the two men plummeting to the mat below before laying there motionless. you had to physically held back from jumping into the ring to make sure he was okay, and if you weren’t panicked out of your mind you would have mentally thanked the official for not allowing you to interfere, or worse, throw the match. lita, one of your closest friends and also the girlfriend of jeff’s older brother matt, rubbed your back reassuringly, but you knew she was just as worried as you were. for the remainder of the match, you clutched the apron so hard your knuckles turned white, until finally christian grabbed the belt, ending the match.

as soon as you heard the bell, you slid under the bottom rope, immediately checking on jeff to make sure he was okay. he mumbled almost inaudibly that he was alright, as your hands frantically but gently checked him for signs of injury, before he began to sit up. jeff winced, holding his ribs as he got himself to a sitting position, letting you pull him into your arms in a hug filled with relief.

“are you okay?” you asked desperately, as jeff returned the hug, placing a kiss on the top of your head before you pulled away, cradling his face in your hands, his long red hair dripping with sweat as your brushed it aside.

“i’m okay, i promise,” he assured you, his southern accent peeking through as he spoke. you tilted his head to the side to kiss his cheek, and steadied him as he tried to stand, grateful to have you as a crutch for balance.

•

a few hours later, jeff had been checked over by the medical team and deemed fine, miraculously having sustained no serious injuries during what was sure to become a historic match for the ages. you were curled up next to him on the couch in the hardyz dressing room, waiting for it to be time to head to the next venue. your head rested on jeff’s chest, tangled in each others arms and you slept soundly. jeff’s attention was drawn to the sound of the door opening, and he placed a finger to his lips, signalling to his older brother to be quiet. matt obliged as he silently sat in a chair across from jeff, who’s tattooed fingers absentmindedly traced little patterns onto your back.

“you’d think we’d be the ones sleepin after that match,” matt joked, and jeff smiled down at you. “i guess it takes a lotta energy to worry about your dumbass all the time.”

“ain’t just me, you’re out there jumping off ladders an shit too,” jeff laughed, but his eyebrows furrowed together slightly.

“yeah, but you’re the one they haven’t let go of since the match ended. doctors could barely examine you they were clingin’ on to ya so tight,” matt teased, and jeff was worried you’d woken up as you made a small noise, but only snuggled closer to him and continued sleeping. “jesus jeff, quit droolin,” matt laughed. the younger hardy looked up at his older brother, unable to wipe the smile off his face.

“man, is it that obvious?” he asked sheepishly.

“jeff, i’m your brother; of course it’s obvious to me,” matt said. “but it’s pretty obvious that kid’s in love with you too.” jeff held you a little tighter, and you mumbled slightly as you awoke, eyes opening slowly as they adjusted to the light.

“hey sleepyhead,” jeff smiled, and your heart skipped a beat when you realized where you were. it was a common occurrence for you and jeff to wind up tangled on the couch on asleep on each other shoulders in the backseat driving from show to show, but it still have you butterflies every time you woke up in his arms.

“hey- is it time to go?” you asked, sitting up slightly to jeff’s disappointment as he let you out of his grip. he was relieved when you stayed close beside him however, keeping yourself tucked under his arm.

“not yet. y’all want anything from catering? i’m gonna grab a bite,” matt offered, and you turned your attention to him, only now realizing that he was in the room.

“no, thank you,” you replied as he stood to leave, jeff shaking his head as he also wasn’t interested.

“suit yourselves. be back in a bit.” he tapped jeff on the shoulder as he passed by, the sound of the door confirming that he had in fact left the dressing room.

“tired?” jeff asked, and you nodded, snuggling back into his chest, and cussing him to laugh as he tightened his arms around you again.

“are you sure you’re okay? that spot was insane,” you asked, looking him in the face and searching his eyes for any sign of hesitation. jeff leaned forward and kissed the end of your nose, and you felt heat rising to your cheeks as he replied.

“i’m okay, i swear. it coulda been a lot worse than it was,” he said, and you nodded, finally accepting his answer.

“okay. promise me you’ll be careful though?”

“how long have we been best friends? shouldnt you know by now that’s not in my nature?” he teased, pinching your side by your ribs, sending both of you into a fit of laughter

“alright alright! please stop!” you begged, laughing all the while until jeff finally stopped pinching and tickling your sides, smiling at you. “what? why are you looking at me like that?” you asked, your stomach doing a flip as jeff’s hand grabbed the back of your head softly and pulled your face down until your lips met his. the kiss was soft and sweet, but full of all the love you had both bottled up for years. you pulled away in shock, staring into jeff’s hazel-green eyes.

“i’m sorry, i..i should’ve asked-“ he stuttered nervously.

“so ask me,” you interrupted, and his eyebrows raised in surprise before he cleared his throat.

“can i kiss you?” he asked sincerely, and you nodded in response, jeff crashing his lips onto yours immediately after receiving your permission. it felt as if the weight of a thousand bricks had lifted off of your shoulders; of course you had always loved jeff. how could you not?

pulling away, he placed one more soft kiss on your lips before doing. the same to your nose and forehead, and pulling you into his lap, your head resting in the crook of his neck.

“i love you,” he muttered into your hair, and you smiled, breathing in the scent of his freshly washed hair and the cologne that lingered on his skin.

“i love you more.”

disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned

[ringoffiction]

Collision Course

Summary: You and Jeff were paired to form a team, the only problem was that he hated your guts. He would always accuse and shame you until the day you confronted him. Pairings: Jeff Hardy x Fem Reader Warnings: angst, enemies to lovers, cursing, kinda smut but not really, +18 Word Count: 593 Notes: This is my first fic in 8 years, so be patient I'm still rusty

Being one of the few women on the main roster that would constantly have rivalry with male superstars was no easy task. You were often taken for granted and your place as a top star in the company would always be seen as you “sleeping around to get your way to the top”, even though that was bullshit some of these comments got to your nerves. One male wrestler in particular could ruin your day just for existing in the same room as you.

Jeff Hardy was loved by everyone, when he got the ring next to his brother the arena would explode in chants and applause. With that much love at such a young age, his ego was definitely affected. So when he got the news that you would be paired with him and his brother he made his personal mission to make your life a living hell. 

“Don’t fuck this up” was the first thing he said to you before his entrance music started playing, you just rolled your eyes and focused in your match. 

This happened 4 months ago and the interactions between you and Jeff just became worse, but thankfully you and Matt started getting along and quickly became friends. 

When the three of you were in the ring the chemistry was undeniable, but when you got behind the curtains the bickering would start, mostly Jeff saying you're sloppy and you were bringing their quality down.  

But one day he crossed the line. 

During a match against Edge and Lita you were supposed to let Jeff tag you, but Lita pulled you over ringside and started to wrestle you. This resulted in Jeff losing the tag and the match for the pair. 

As you helped each other out of the ring, Jeff put his arms around your shoulders and whispered in your ear “You’re pathetic, you don’t deserve to be here”, this was the last straw for you, you swallowed your tears and continued to make your way backstage ready to confront the charismatic enigma. 

You dragged him to an empty corner “what’s your problem?” you asked while holding his collar and bringing his face close to yours. 

“you”, he said with a smirk on his face. He got even closer to your face and you breath mixed in one, he locked eyes with you and you could feel the heat of his body so close to you that it almost felt like it was burning. “I have a problem with you and how everyone falls for you”.

With that you couldn't help but scoff “so your problem is that everyone likes me and you don’t? Because you’re better than everyone?” you got even closer to him while saying this, lips so close to touching. “Grow up, Jeff”.

“But you see, princess… My problem is that I'm no better than anyone” Jeff said while putting his hands on your waist and pulling your lower body close to his. “I want you more than anything”

And just like that he closed the distance between your lips, the kiss was intense from the start. Your tongues fought for dominance as you explored each other bodies, his hands travelled from your waist to your butt. 

At the same time you put your hand to his muscular chest and moved to the back of his neck pulling him even closer to you and deepening the kiss. Jeff let out a breath moan and you could feel his member against your core.

He separated the kiss with heavy breathing “wanna finish this somewhere else?”

[stray-kaz]

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[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

Can I have prompts 15, 34, and 69 with early 2000's Edge plss where she is scared to be in love with them because of trust issues but sweet smut unfolds as they let the feelings out between them?

15: “I’m so scared…of you”

34: “shh it’s okay, I’m here now”

69: having your first time in bed with each other

Tag: @judgementdaysunshine

Word count: 2058

Warnings: mild swearing

Fic type: fluff and smut

Link to masterlist

Reader will be a wrestler, 2001. Will use Adam’s name. Feels silly saying Edge in this context. Christian will just be called Christian as using his real name doesn’t feel right for fics!

Being at large events was always difficult for you. Even if you did know most of the people there. You were still relatively new, only having been there for about three years about the same time as your friends, Adam and Christian. The three of you didn’t go in together. You had met them on your first day actually and hit it off with them immediately. They always had your back both within matches, and backstage. Being quiet made you an easy target for certain wrestlers to pick on you; they’d pull pranks (sometimes cruel ones) on you, be rough with you in the ring. It wasn’t the best time to be a wrestler but you weren’t about to quit. Plus, the two boys would back you up and protect you as much as possible, alongside two other friends, Jeff and Matt Hardy.

The event in question was an after party, following a successful episode of Smackdown. You hung around Adam and Christian who were talking with Kurt Angle and a few others, sticking closely to Adam’s side, while they chatted with other wrestlers. It wasn’t something you admitted to anyone just yet, but you had found yourself with feelings for Adam. There was something about how protective he was over you that just made your heart swoon and your body feel so…safe? Was that the feeling? It was hard to come to terms with how you felt. So many times had you been let down or betrayed by your previous partner that you didn’t know if you could go through with another relationship again. He had broken you in more ways than you’d let on to anyone. The idea of dedicating yourself to someone or letting someone into your heart terrified you.

“We should probably get going!” Adam nudged you, hoping you’d agree. He was enjoying the socialisation but in reality, he felt more comfortable in the idea of heading back to the hotel room you two shared. Saving as much money as possible was at the top of both of your lists so you had agreed to share with him. Tonight would be your first night alone with him, and a big part of you was scared. You nodded, agreeing that it was time.

“I’m going to stay a bit longer,” Christian said, giving you both a quick hug, “but I’ll see you guys later on!”

Exchanging goodbyes with the group, you both headed out to the car park to get a taxi back. Adam left the keys with Christian so he could drive back.

“I think…I might just shower and then sleep when we get back.” You told Adam in the car, sitting a seat away from him in the back, leaving the middle seat free.

“Oh. I was thinking we could watch a film but…yeah sure, if you’re tired, do what you like!” He replied, smiling weakly.

It was a strange response, you had thought. A part of you thought that maybe he was hoping for something more but you didn’t want to jump to conclusions. The rest of the ride was quiet, relaxed. Watching him from the corner of your eye, you made a mental note of the outline of his face from the side. There was no denying that he was gorgeous. With the way his long hair framed his face, the little point at the end of his nose. And his body! His arms were strong yet soft to the touch, very welcoming. Perhaps that’s why she always felt so safe? It definitely was his kindness that helped too. You didn’t realise that you had turned your head to get a better look at him, staring with a sparkle in your eyes. He turned to look at you with a smile and pink cheeks, winking slightly. You quickly looked away in embarrassment of being caught staring, hearing him chuckle at your reaction.

After arriving at the hotel, you both made your way up to the room and you rushed in the bathroom to get to the shower to wash away the naughty thoughts that began to cloud your mind. You got undressed with haste and stood under the warm running water, trying to clear your mind. It was getting harder to hide your feelings and anxiety built up in your chest over that fact. You were terrified of a repeat of last time. Deep down you knew he was different but still. What if he secretly was a terrible man? What if he was secretly just as horrible but was fantastic at hiding it? The thought was too horrible to imagine so you tried to ignore it, washing your body and your hair, imagining you were scrubbing that idea away.

Not spending long in there, you dried off and climbed into clothes that you had left folded in there before you left, ready for your evening shower. You looked into the mirror and took a deep breath, calming yourself so Adam wouldn’t ask any questions. You left the bathroom and made your way over to the desk where your hairdryer was ready for you. Except it wasn’t just that there waiting. Adam stood, holding your brush and motioning for you to sit down.

“I know you’re tired but I can…do this for you if you like?” He smiled sheepishly.

Returning the smile, you sat down in front of him. As he began you felt your cheeks and your body become warm with appreciation, the naughty thoughts coming back. He was so concentrated on making sure your hair was fully dry and brushed that he didn’t even notice you staring this time. After about 15 to 20 minutes, he shut the dryer off, just pulling the brush gently through your smooth and shiny hair.

“Can I ask you a question?” He asked, finally looking up at the mirror to make eye contact with you. Adam noticed the nervous look that suddenly crossed your face, and he took a second to squeeze your shoulder to assure you that it was okay. Swallowing hard, you nodded.

“Um…are we just…friends? Or is there something else that you want to try?” He asked, his voice quiet and soft. You felt your throat run dry as the words settled in your brain. He decided to continue on with something that probably shouldn’t have shocked you all that much but it still did regardless.

“Because I don’t know about you but…I definitely have. Feelings. For you.”

You didn’t know what to say. Well, you did, but you were scared of saying it. Your silence scared Adam as he stood there still looking at you, waiting for you to just say something. Anything.

It felt like an eternity before you opened your mouth to speak to him.

“Adam…I’m not going to lie to you because I appreciate you and…what you do for me.” You started with a deep breath. It wasn’t fair to lie to him on how you felt nor was it fair to not tell him why you were afraid of it.

“I’m so scared…of you-“

“Of me? Why?” He interrupted, the shock breaking his heart in two.

“Let me finish, please.” You begged.

He became silent, placing both hands on your shoulders, letting he brush fall to the floor with a dull thud.

“It’s not…really you. It’s the idea of you, and liking you. I want to let you in but I’m scared of what will happen if I do. The last person I let into my heart treated me terribly. I know you’re not that guy but I don’t know if I can let myself trust someone again. I am so terrified that…it will happen again.”

You felt the tears well up in your eyes, sliding down your cheeks rapidly. Just admitting why you were afraid of love somehow felt worse than keeping it secret. It was the shame of talking about it out loud, and now crying about it. Let alone someone who had just admitted they had feelings for you!

You felt his arms wrap around your shoulders and his cheek rest on the crown of your head, Adam gently whispering ‘shhh’.

“I’m sorry,” you choked out, “I-I know I’m a mess right now and this isn’t what you want to see and I’m sorry I-“

“Shh it’s okay, I’m here now.” He muttered, rocking you side to side.

“I don’t know exactly what happened before in your last relationship,” he gently pulled on your arm to turn you around on the chair to face him, “but I am not him, okay? I need you to understand that. I can love you so much more. In the way you deserve. You just need to let me in to do that.”

He cupped your face, wiping tears away with his thumbs. You both stayed there, gazing into each other's eyes for god knows how long before you both leant towards each other to share a kiss. When your lips met in the middle, your body rushed with tingles as the familiar sensation came back. You hadn’t realised how much you missed kissing!

It wasn’t long before you were standing up in his arms as he led you to the bed, lips still interlocked as you both removed each other's clothes. You both mumbled sweet nothings into each other's soft lips as he pulled your legs apart, aligning himself with your wet and ready entrance.

“Are you ready, baby girl?” He asked, stopping to look at you. You nodded, throwing your arms around his neck as he slowly slid in, keeping his eyes on your face the entire time.

“Tell me if it hurts or if it’s too much. We can stop if you need it.” He reassured, kissing your cheek once he was all the way in. Adam stayed unmoving for a moment to allow you to get used to the feeling of him inside you, not wanting you to be in pain. After signalling to him that it was okay, he began to thrust, being slow and gentle. He buried his face in your neck as the pleasure and your warmth took over his body.

“Faster, please!” You called out to him, gripping his shoulders as the feeling of pleasure overtook your body. Adam picked up the pace while still not hitting too hard, groaning against your skin.

“You’re so gorgeous,” He muttered, littering your skin with small wet kisses as his hands caressed your soft body, “God, I’m so glad I told you…how I feel.”

Just hearing him speak those words sent your heart flying. You had completely forgotten what it felt like to be praised in this way. And to have it from Adam just made it that much sweeter. Already you felt yourself getting close to the finish line, him following behind closely. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you moaned out his name as you drew closer and closer.

“Let it out for me, baby.” He whispered, his lips just barely ghosting the skin of your ear. You gasped as your orgasm hit, Adam holding on to you tight as he continued on with whispering encouraging words of love to you while you rode it out. As you came down, he muttered a quick ‘oh fuck’ before pulling out, cumming on your stomach with a grunt. After finishing, he leant down to give you another kiss before getting up to grab tissues to clean you up.

“Sorry, I didn’t want to…you know…do it inside of you.” He smiled sheepishly, his body pink from the afterglow of sex. You smiled and told him that it was okay, you didn’t mind too much. Once he got you cleaned up, he crawled into the bed next to you and pulled you in for a cuddle.

“I meant what I said earlier, you know.” He said, turned your head to look at him. It had finally set in that Adam just wanted to love you in every way possible. It was still hard to believe that you could be loved that way after before, but you were willing to let him try. Smiling wider, you both shared another kiss, already becoming obsessed with the way you both tasted.

“Let’s give it a try. See where it goes. I…I think I’m ready for you to show me what it’s like to be appreciated again.”

[edgessunflower]

Can i get a fic using this idea of helping your lover zip up their dress, or helping each other undress. And with any WWF star of your choosing please.

Ooooh

Feather light

Pairing: Jeff Hardy x Fem reader

Description: Jeff admires you while helping zip up your dress for a party

Jeff fixes his suit for the dinner party the two of you were invited to along with many other wrestlers not noticing you secretly eyeing him as you strip out of your loose clothing and step in the lavender dress you had. You get your dress zipper halfway when you couldn't get the rest zipped trying to lean your arm over your shoulder to reach it but still couldn't reach to finish zipping leading to a quiet groan as jeff notices walking to you as you were gonna turn and ask him to help you, you put your earrings in shivering slightly when you feel a touch against your back looking out of the corner of your eye to see jeff running his knuckles against your back gently and feather light almost not feeling the touch had it not been his knuckle brush against your skin smiling sweetly as he goes up then back down before pressing a kiss on your shoulder as you spray a small amount of perfume on your neck and wrists while he slowly zips the rest of your dress up before you notice him trying to pull his hair neatly back out of his face but couldn't leading you to first run your fingers through his hair, brush it with a comb, slowly putting hair gel on your hands then pulling all of his hair back and putting it in a nice braid making him chuckle. The two of you meet up outside with his brother Matt and matt's girlfriend Lita before heading in sharing hugs with a few of your friends before sitting down sharing drinks, laughs, and jokes together in between bites of dinner and occasional smoke breaks for a few of your friends enjoying the night with the trio along with Edge, Trish Stratus, Christian, Torrie Wilson, Eddie Guerrero, Chyna, and Test sharing four hours with dinner before sharing a few more jokes and a final smoke break before saying all your goodbyes heading home helping brush his hair after unbraiding the loose braid you did earlier and before you could try to unzip your dress after taking off your shoes jeff is behind you zipping all of the dress down quickly repeating the feather light touch from earlier making you melt before the two of you shower and watch movies in bed until both of you were asleep under the covers.

[mollywog]

i have regency!lark questions!

how is the writing process different from other fics (for example, canon-compliant or in-Panem AUs)? how much research goes into it?

do you feel immersed in the world that their mannerisms, speech patterns, etc come easily to you? or does it take conscious effort to regency-fy these things? (as a non-native English speaker, this is the thing i am always curious about when reading historical AUs!)

what are your non-fan media recs for someone who knows next to nothing about regency era? (sorry if you shared something like this and i missed it!)

thank you!

Hey!!!

Thank you for the ask @thesunpersists!!

Oof! My husband jokes that the only history I know, I learned from American Girl Doll books, which is some what accurate: I absorb history best when it’s the backdrop of fiction (especially a romance)

A few years back I went on a ‘classic’ author binge. I would read/listen to a book and follow along with the shmoop/cliff notes/spark notes, then finish off by watching any screen adaptations I could find. (I wish I had known about tumblr then *stares wistfully off into the distance*)

With that in mind, I’m not sure I have a full grasp of what each time period is… Regency is more a vibe than a historically accurate set of dates in my mind; An amalgamation of the things I read and watched and very light research… Idk I don’t want to take the fun out of storytelling by getting too caught up in that stuff, which I understand may not be for everyone.

Anyways…

I’ve enjoyed a lot of adaptations of old books. If we’re talking specifically Regency - in addition to the novels, Pride and Prejudice 95, Emma 09, Persuasion 95 are my favorites! I also love Lily James and Matt Smith so Pride and Prejudice and Zombies was fun!

I know you said non fandom but I’m going to mention cwmilton because I adore their Emma FanFiction so so much!

I think War and Peace is technically Regency Era though not set in England. I slogged through the novel and there were parts I enjoyed, but not enough to do it again. Again my love for Lily James and James Norton had me watching the 16 BBC adaptation and enjoyed it for them and the costumes.

I’d like to check out and Tom Jones is on my list thanks to @wildwren and Mr. Malcom’s List is another I hope to read/watch!

I went through Dickens, Brontë, Hardy, Gaskell so if anyone wants to talk adaptations!

Okay. So I’m not sure I’ve answered your questions 😳… so I would say: usually my desire to write a historical AU comes from recently consuming a peice of media from that period - So I’ve already got the vibe fresh in my mind. But also yes - I do think it’s difficult to write and stay in that time periods speaking pattern and vocabulary.

Anyways, feel free to send an ask or DM if you want to talk fics or historical fiction, or adaptations or whatever!!!

[bitchin-ass-pants]

Song Fic Song List

Knights From Cydonia - Muse

Playing Favorites - Genevieve Fisher

Gasoline - Halsey

Get in the Truck - Hardy ft. Liane Wilson

The Summoning - Sleep Token

Riptide - Beartooth

Enemy - Imagine Dragons

Knowing Me Knowing You - ABBA

Follow You - Imagine Dragons

Born Too Late - Poni Tails

Life on Mars - David Bowie

Get Up and Fight - Muse

Midnight Crisis - Jordan Davis

Savior - Rise Against

White Room - Jack Bruce

Lady - Kenny Rogers

Darkest Part - Red

Run Away to Mars- Talk

Break it to Me - Muse

Save Our Last Goodbye - Disturbed

Race to the Sun - 3 Doors Down

Angel - the Weeknd

Warrior - Zac Brown Band

Lifetime - 3 Doors Down

Halo - Evan's Blue

Back for More - James Durbin

The Mountain - Three Days Grace

The Legacy - Black Veil Brides

Lady - Styx

Locked Out of Heaven - Bruno Mars

Separate Ways - Journey

Death of Peace of Mind - Bad Omens

Welcome Home - Coheed and Cambria

It's Gonna Be May - Jonathan Young (shut up I like this one)

Lay All Your Love On Me - Mamma mia

Fuyu No Hanashi - Given

Running Up That Hill - Kate Bush

Don't Speak - No Doubt

Paint It Black - Ciara (again shut it)

If I Can't Love Her - Josh Groban

The Ghost of You - My Chemical Romance

Heaven - Matt Bomer

Lost On You - LP

Burn For You - Barlow & Bear

Jet Pack Blues - Fall Out Boy

Blood Upon The Snow - Hozier & Bear McCreary

Deliver Us - Caleb Hyles & Jonathan Young

Change Your Mind - Mamma Mia

This is My Idea - The Swan Princess

Rewind The Exit Wound - Volbeat

[lunarwritesthings]

Blurbs Cut/Changed From Fics

Brought Back Together Part 1 - Christian Cage

Jay is the definition of a teddy bear and He'd never have his girl who's one of the most important people in his life do something she not comfortable or ready for.

We'll Meet Again - Jeff Hardy

Of course Raven knew how Jeff was doing. How? It's simple you can't friends with only one Hardy, especially when the oldest brother, one fellow high flyer Matt Hardy loves you and sees you as another sibling he can mess around and pick on knowing you'll do the same but most importantly you make his little bro happy and love him for his weird self.

Jeff was the one to explain the situation in one sentence. "The Hardy boys and Sabien are back in business and are ready to get extreme."

The Tough Act - Gerard Way

Tour. Something every band looks forward to. They get to meet fan, see those fans sing along, and can just see those who love their music.

Tears Are Natural - Gerard Way

Life. Something that had ups and downs. It was natural and uncontrollable.

[mthofferings2023]

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[aritamargarita]

Who are the love interests for your fics

for both of them? good question! rubs hands together i believe i have posted the attitude list (which will prob be updated if anyone has any suggestions), but i have not posted the golden one.. i wanted to make it fancy but i need a nap

golden will probably have more since it covers a little more ground but attitude may hold up well….some of golden’s interests are based off of me being very observant of what yall say. if you also want other people that i missed in here let me know as always…because some wrestlers come later some or them aren't mentioned (..or i forgor)

for reference, if there's a date behind the name it just means that they'll be an interest starting in that year. they'll make cameos if they were in the company but until then.....remember we are very close to 1998!! to make everyone's lives easier here's a read more LMAO

Al Snow (1998)

Billy Gunn (1998)

Bret Hart

Brian Pillman

Christian (1998)

Chyna

Debra

Edge (1998)

Jeff Hardy (1999)

Kane

Kurt Angle (1999)

Mankind

Matt Hardy (1999)

Sable

Shane McMahon

Shawn Michaels

Stephanie McMahon (1999/2000)

Steve Austin

Test

The Rock (1998)

The Kat (1999)

Triple H

Undertaker

HONORABLE MENTIONS (that aren't exactly in wwf right now): Raven, Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Stevie Richards, Rey Mysterio, Sting

[amrcnnightmre]

hi sweet friends!! sorry about the delay but i’m in the midst of writing my first proper request :) a lil cm punk x reader from a prompt i was given! i’ll be writing up my master list soon so you can see who i write for & what kind of things i write! but i’m open to most, im so excited people are finding my account 🎀

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

One In a Million Chapter 1: Hello New Friend

TW: bad family life (mention of being disowned)

Chapt 2 here

"Hello, New Friend. Where have you been all my life?"

Also: If you've read my Dark Angel of the Bullet Club series, please note that the Emery in THIS fic is a completely different person and is in no way connected to Dark Angel. TY.

(divider)

May 23, 2019 – Paradise, Nevada – 2 Days Before Double or Nothing

Emery stared dejectedly through the glass, as if her sad eyes would make the candy fall from its stuck position. She had already tried shaking the heavy machine, and hitting the glass but to no avail.

“Go effin figure,” she sighed, turning around and walking to the opposite wall 6 feet away. She spun around slowly and slid down the wall, sitting in a heap on the floor with her knees tucked against her chest.

“I get disowned for following my dream… then the airport loses my luggage… a taxi splashes me with street water… the hotel loses my reservation… and now this,” she thought, tears pricking at the corners of her brown eyes. Emery stared unseeingly at the package of MSMs, swallowing the lump in her throat. She wouldn’t cry. She couldn’t.

Emery had no idea how long she sat there, staring at the vending machine. Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see people passing by down the halls. She could hear people both inside the hotel and outside in the hot Las Vegas sun. The shower of rain that transpired only two hours ago long since dried up.

“Was this a mistake?” Emery began to wonder,” Ever since I was little… watching people like Jeff and Matt Hardy, Lita… Eddie Guerrero… Rey Mysterio… wrestling was all I ever wanted to do. I saved up money to put myself in classes… to learn… I’ve been on independents… I’ve improved… But my parents… they don’t care… They want me to be like my brother… my sister… A lawyer, doctor or a teacher. Something that is important… but this is important… to me…”

She was so lost in her train of thought, she didn’t notice the man walking down the hall, slow down and come to a stop as he stared at the vending machine for a second. He looked across the hall from the machine to her, and back again.

“Need a hand?” he asked, slightly timidly.

“Hmm?” She questioned, coming out of her trance, noticing his presence,” Oh… No. Don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” Emery sighed,” I’ve tried. I think fate is trying to tell me I’m making a huge mistake because my luck has been total shit today.”

The young-looking man seemed to take in her appearance, glancing at the candy bar stuck between the glass and the pushers, before giving a determined huff.

“Then you definitely need this.”

Without hesitation, he slammed his whole entire body against the machine, causing Emery to look at him, wide-eyed.

“No—really! It’s okay—”

Again, he slammed his smaller frame against the machine, almost like he didn’t hear her.

“Really- I don’t want you to hurt yourself—"

“C’mon you stupid machine! Drop the fucking candy!” he growled, completely ignoring Emery as he slammed himself against the glass pane one more time. A small thud came from the machine as the brown bag of MNMs finally fell to the bottom. Emery watched as he bent down and retrieved them, then walked over and held them out for her to take, a shy smile on his face.

“Here.”

“Thank you,” she smiled back, truly grateful,” Do you like MNMs? I’ll share them with you, as thanks.”

“Don’t worry about—”

“No, really. Please?”

“Uh… okay. Sure. Thanks,” he nodded, sitting down beside her as she tore open the package and dumped some into his hand,” I’m Marko, by the way.”

“Hmm? Oh! Right—sorry. I’m Emery.”

“Really pretty name,” Marko said, before ducking his head with a blush, chewing the chocolate bits.

“Thanks,” she replied, a soft smile on her face. Maybe something was finally going good? Maybe her luck wasn’t as shit as she thought.

“Are you from around here?” Emery asked him, causing him to look back up at her.

“Nah, I’m from Mississippi. You?”

“Tennessee.”

“Get out! What part?”

“Union City, on the north border. You?”

“Olive Branch, on the north border. Just before you reach Tennessee, actually.”

“I think I’ve heard the name before, actually. What brings you to Nevada? If—if you don’t mind my asking.”

“Nah, you’re cool. I’m here for work, actually. I was asked by this wrestling company to do a match for their show—”

“Wait--! Do you mean All Elite?”

“Yeah!” Marko nodded, surprise and excitement radiating off of him,” Are you here to watch the show?”

“Kind of, like… I’m here for it too. I got a call asking if I wanted to do a match on their pre-show before the Live one.”

“Woah—wait. You wrestle?!” The excitement building between the two of them was growing. They now sat facing each other instead of side by side. Emery’s shit luck is long forgotten. Marko’s worry about his foot injury, and not being ready to wrestle tonight has long been forgotten.

“Yeah! You too?”

Emery gave a nod,” Yeah. I… I tried out for WWE last year but they turned me down, which is okay… but now…”

Now I have no family…

“What’s wrong?” Marko asked, noticing her instant mood change.

“It’s… it’s nothing…” An awkward silence broke out between the two, until Marko suddenly stood up, extending her his hand.

“Come on!”

“W-where are we going?” Emery asked, sliding her hand into his as he effortlessly pulled her up to her feet and began leading her down the hall.

“To the casino floor!”

“C-can you legally gamble?”

Marko stopped short and turned around to face her.

“I’m 22 years old.”

“R-really?”

“Yes,” Marko frowned.

“You get that a lot, don’t you? Because of the baby-face thing?”

“More because of my height, actually.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I’m so short, so I must be a kid.”

“I’m sorry,” Emery apologized, causing Marko to look at her curiously.

“Why?”

“It sounds like it gets annoying… tiring… having people constantly pick at you because of that.”

“I mean… yeah. It can be… I try not to let it, but…”

They stood there, hands still locked together, silence falling between them again.

“So… what were we gonna do then?” She attempted to change the subject.

“Oh! Right!” Marko smiled, as he picked back up by leading her through the halls, through the casino. Eventually, they stopped and Marko looked over at her.

“I’ve found that almost all of these casinos have game rooms! Come on! I bet you I’ll beat you at every game here!”

At least my card still works.

“You’re on!” Emery accepted, scrunching her nose playfully.

This… this was going to be a beautiful friendship.

[crowleysgirl56]

As a (former*) obsessed wrestling fan I can’t believe I never realised the presence of kayfabe in Good Omens before. This meta makes so much sense!

Months ago I ever posted a fanfiction prompt idea for a Human AU wrestling story. Aziraphale would be an old school traditional pure striker wrestler coming to the end of his career (the last of the wrestlers who styled themselves on showmen like Ric Flair or Dusty Roads), Crowley would be a baby face new blood who is all about pushing limits and death defying stunts (like a Matt or Jeff Hardy). Rivals both in and out of the ring they’d be forced to compete as a tag team. Enemies to lovers story of course. Potential for either happy or angsty ending. In the end I didn’t write it because I’m not that good at long fics, but happy for anyone to run with the idea if they like.

@ao3cassandraic you’re so right about Crowley putting on kayfabe when he’s drunk on laudanum in the Resurrectionists mini-sode. I totally thought he was putting that on, like someone who’s had one or two glasses of wine but act like they’ve had six.

Love this meta, and the little mind exploding head scratcher at the end there!

*for context, I used to love the wrestling, though hadn’t really consumed it or watched in the last few years (I was definitely an Attitude Era girl). But with the recent SA reports against Vince McMahon and some of my (again former) favourite wrestlers coming out as Trump supporters I have left that world behind me.

Kayfabe: A Good Omens meta

"Kayfabe," in wrestling, is the performance (including outside the wrestling ring) of whatever storyline is being woven around the wrestlers. Breaking kayfabe is Serious Business for a wrestler; the illusion is part of the event. If you ever wondered how John Cena could anchor an entire HBO miniseries brilliantly, kayfabe is a big part of the answer.

Because of their histories and how their respective Head Offices treat them, Crowley and Aziraphale approach their version of kayfabe -- their whole "I am an angel! You are a demon! We're hereditary enemies!" schtick, also their "we are good bad proper little footsoldiers, honest, Boss" schtick to their respective Head Offices -- very, very differently.

I promise there's a point to this. I PROMISE. But let me walk through it first.

Both of them know that one awkward question to Upstairs at the wrong moment and its Fallsville. Crowley, however, knows a couple of things that Aziraphale doesn't have to:

Punishment isn't just once; in some ways, the Fall is never over. Beelzebub or Hastur can throw you in the Dung Pits whenever, after all, or feed you to a Hellhound, or zap you like an Eric. Crowley's lot do not send rude notes. (s2: we do not know what happened to Crowley after Hell dragged him back at the end of the Resurrectionists 'sode, but I think it safe to say it was not great for Crowley. Litotes: your key to quality meta.)

Downstairs can and does check in -- or drag Crowley Downstairs for a chat and possibly a bit of idle torture -- whenever they feel like it. Downstairs seems pretty disorganized, especially its leadership, so I'd expect ad-hoc surprise inspections from them. Downstairs can invade Crowley's flat's TV, his Bentley's radio, and his very mind to perform those inspections. Crowley is never, ever safe from this. He can't relax. Ever.

Heaven, on the other hand, has 37 levels of scriveners and zero interest in Earth. Talk of "reprimands" and "miracle budgets" and Michael being a stickler and whatnot suggests a formal review process happening on a schedule, governed largely by the dreaded (but quite possibly fake-able or spinnable) "paperwork" rather than direct observation by Aziraphale's peers or superiors. Otherwise, Aziraphale is usually left to his own devices. Remember how startled he is when Gabriel shows up at the sushi restaurant in s1? This is unusual!

(We also know from Muriel that Heaven's records office doesn't seem to get consulted a whole lot. It's possible this just means that first-through-thirty-sixth-level scriveners handle everything, but in my experience of large bureaucracies, it's the folks at the bottom of the hierarchy who invariably get run off their feet first. Don't see why Heaven would be any different.)

Moreover, Heaven's punishments seem pretty light, on the whole? Our angel is so anxious and so sensitive to slights that I'm sure the reprimands aren't fun, and nobody likes a reduced miracle budget... but Heavenly "needs improvement" reviews don't seem to be a patch on the Dung Pits. The real threat is Falling, which is more than horrible enough to serve as deterrent; Heaven doesn't need to add torments.

Moreover moreover, Aziraphale is mostly aligned with his Head Office in a way that Crowley really, really isn't. I'm sure Aziraphale does a lot of his Heaven assignments with a song in his heart and a skip in his step -- it's mostly not smiting or the like. Crowley... probably spends a lot of his work time figuring out how to obey the letter of Hellish law while defying its spirit. Crowley's in far more danger of angering his bosses.

So Aziraphale doesn't have to keep up kayfabe a lot of the time, not even while interacting with Crowley. He can and does save it for the rare occasions Heaven takes a personal interest. Crowley, however, must keep up kayfabe always, whether Aziraphale's there or not. The courage it must have taken that snake to slither up the wall of Eden!

The way Crowley navigates his permanent need for kayfabe is twofold. First, his all but instinctive refusal to accept any positive word or compliment about himself or his actions from anyone ever -- "I'M NOT NICE!" If Hell were ever to hear someone characterizing Crowley that way... That's also why Crowley is a bit less exercised when Jimbriel calls him nice: "nobody'll ever believe you."

Second, a species of Orwellian doublethink: maintaining a running commentary in his head of how he's going to justify any unHellish actions to Hell, since he can never know exactly when he'll have to or what exactly they'll have a bug up their butt (sorry, Beez) about. Even high as a kite on laudanum in the Edinburgh cemetery, Crowley can explain his current justification (in a curiously sober voice -- is Crowley ever really high in that scene? or is it all kayfabe? I lean toward kayfabe) to Aziraphale, "Not kind! Off my head on laudanum, not responsible for my actions."

We can see the kayfabe mismatch play out a few times, and it does appear that Aziraphale gets more concerned for Crowley's safety and more aware of Crowley's need for kayfabe post-Arrangement. That doesn't mean he always remembers, of course -- he wouldn't, he just doesn't have that same desperate need. And, of course, the ineffable walnuts do not communicate, as s2 went to some lengths to point out. I do think kayfabe is part of that -- it's hard for Crowley to be sincere when he's constantly doublethinking, and Aziraphale's off-and-on involvement with kayfabe (and all his other tendencies toward lying) disincline him to achieve or even learn about honest communication.

One s1 scene I went back and rewatched while thinking about this was the Globe scene, which contains Aziraphale's Saint-Peter-esque three-time denial of Crowley. I find it easy now to read that as Aziraphale going "oh crap do I need to drop back into kayfabe now? I didn't break kayfabe, did I?" and Crowley grinning, at least partly as reassurance. (Partly, of course, because Aziraphale is cute and funny even when kayfabing -- and partly because Aziraphale's sudden drop into kayfabe is Aziraphale trying to protect Crowley, of course Crowley's pleased by that.)

The wall pin, now that I think about it, also gains a little nuance from this. Crowley's fear-laced ire is genuine, but how many times must Aziraphale have heard Crowley snarl at him not to break kayfabe in this way? No surprise he's a little unimpressed. (With Crowley's demand. He's clearly very impressed by Crowley.)

In the s2 Job minisode, Aziraphale hilariously drops kayfabe (and that epic whole-body halo, loved that, great job FX folks) almost immediately. Crowley allows it, because Crowley is on firm ground -- Hell will be just fine with Crowley wrapping the angel in a Chuck-Jones-cartoon amount of scroll parchment and flipping him off.

When angel and demon collude on the con later, of course, they observe kayfabe, improv-style -- Crowley helps Aziraphale deal with the Job's-children situation without giving either of them away to the watching angel posse. Interestingly, it's Aziraphale who de-gecko-izes the kids. That gives Crowley an out, sort of: "look, the mansion collapse missed them because they were in the cellar, I turned them into geckos, totally Hellish thing to do, they'd never survive in the wild, but then this bloody interfering angel went and changed them back!"

And how does Crowley console a distraught angel who thinks he's about to be dragged to Hell? Crowley explains kayfabe in the fewest and clearest words possible. "Well, yeah, you did, but... I'm not going to tell anybody. Are you?"

So yeah. That's kayfabe for the Ineffable Walnuts.

But I promised there was a point to this, didn't I? Yes, I have a point.

My point is...

my POINT is...

my point IS...

(not dolphins, not this time)

My point is, how much of s2's Final Fifteen Minutes is kayfabe?

That's my point.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

So your stuck in another universe-

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PvIqJo7 by Ajax_Cipp !!! Heavily inspired by Dark Matter by Mysterycyclone !!! Peter parker is dead, snapped, and now alone and trapped in another universe. The dusted avengers walk alongside him as he tries to figure out how to exist in this dimension, when he can't find a way to go back to his, He meets Tim Drake, hacks into satellites, and breaks several federal laws along the way, while at the same time giving dick Grayson multiple heart attacks because holy baby jesus peter STOP HANGING OUT ON BUILDINGS AND MAKING ORPHAN JOKES IF YOU DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO BE CONCERNED FOR YOU?! Oh and he also might've totally stolen cash from Bruce Wayne, because honestly, why the fuck not. Also peter never accepts help because i eat that trope up just as much as i eat up peter meets batfam fics bffr. Istg the fic is better than this i just suck at summarys Words: 2920, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, DCU Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Peter Parker, Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne, Duke Thomas, Tony Stark, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Other Avengers, James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Stephen Strange, Felicia Hardy, Batfamily Members, Barbara Gordon, Matt Murdock Additional Tags: Batfamily (DCU), Peter Parker Acts Like a Spider, heavily dark matter inspired, I'm Bad At Tagging, I'm 12 so sorry if this sucks lol, dick grayson is concerned about poor peters health, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Hurt Peter Parker, Tim Drake is Sleep Deprived, peter parker is a genius like what, Peter Parker is a Mess, concerned batfam, Misunderstandings, batfam kinda sorta thinks tonys like ngl abusive my fault lol, I EAT THESE FICS UP, peter really has to stop hanging out on buildings, bruce has orphan eyes, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/PvIqJo7

[superdakotawinchesterus]

Does anyone know where I can get a few of The Hardy Show DVD’s?? I found some but I can’t find all of them!