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[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Box Of Wishes

Summary: Brain refuses to come up with something decent, let alone translate it, so this is basically everyone’s wish: Threesome with Drilla and Clark.

Pairing: Drilla Moloney x F!Reader x Clark Connors

Warnings: +18, smut, threesome, mixed feelings (because c’mon, it’s a threesome), adult language, explicit sex scenes, anal sex, double penetration, vaginal sex, mutual masturbation, oral sex.

Tags: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @daddyhausen , @melissahausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @mjfass , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @moxkindagirl , @sunshinevirus , @im-just-a-mississippi-girl , @ripleyswhore , @brideofinfamy

Your eyes stared at the small wooden box with uncertainty. It sounded like a good plan - under the influence of honeyed whiskey - but now, in your sober state of mind, you weren’t sure anymore.

“Dan, this is stupid. I don’t think we should do this” You sighed, leaning back to rest on the couch. An annoyed grunt escaped your lips once you remembered everything you wrote in there. Why did my drunk ass think it would be a good idea to write down every secret sex fantasy I’ve ever had? You thought to yourself as Dan’s hand came to rest on your thigh.

“C’mon, Munkie. This could be fun” He smiled, “Don’t give up that fast. Let’s see what comes out of it and then we’ll talk about it. What do you say?”

“I think it’s unfair that only my fantasies are in there”

“Well, that’s because you feel embarrassed to tell me what you want, Munks. I want you to feel comfortable enough to say what you’re in the mood for. I don’t like to think that I'm the only one getting satisfied in this relationship”.

“But you’re not, Dan! I like everything we do-”

“Yeah, but we’re only doing what I want to do, and that’s not how this works!” Dan’s lips came to rest upon your cheek, “C’mon, Munkie, let me see what you’ll draw”.

With one last deep breath, your hand sank inside the small box. The several pieces of paper tickled your fingertips, matching the light scraping of Dan’s beard against your jawline. It was a nice distraction that unfortunately didn’t last that long.

“Oh fuck, no. No, no, no, no!” Your eyes widened in shock. Your legs had a mind of their own, quickly dragging you away from Dan and the couch.

“What is it?” He asked with a concerned frown. “Munkie, what’s wrong?”, after only silence answered him back, Dan swiftly caught the piece of paper - that fell upon the ground - in his hand and it took him a few seconds to process what was written.

Threesome w/ Clark was scrambled with pink ink on the white paper. He’d done this before with Clark, but it was usually with one-night stands where feelings were the last thing involved. But this was you, his little munkie. Dan had a lot more to lose if things went wrong, but at the same time, he felt it was unfair to say no. This was your first fantasy, the first time you agreed to share it with him - even if through a piece of paper.

“Mun-mun, come here” Dan pats the seat beside him, “Let’s talk about it, love”

“There’s nothing to talk about, Dan! We’re not gonna do it!”

“Love, it’s-”

“Save it, Moloney! The answer is no!”

Your eyes stared intently at the four cans of Coke you managed to drink in the last 10 minutes. That was the first rule: everyone needed to be sober. Your hands shook, but you were uncertain if it was due to nervousness or the caffeine.

“Do you think I should take another shower?” You asked while trying to sniff your armpit

Dan held back a chuckle as he stood up from the armchair by the window to make his way toward you on the hotel’s bed. “I don’t know, let me check” He spoke as seriously as he could. Dan’s nose followed an invisible line from your upper arm to your neck, where he took a deep breath in before teasing your pulse point with his teeth.

“You smell divine” He whispered in your ear “Kinda makes me want to start without him”.

That was the second rule: everything would start once all three of you were in the same room.

Dan’s lips traveled from your ear to your cheek, and then finally to your lips. His teeth playfully nibble on your bottom lip, tugging and pulling until he captures the flesh with his lips. His arms circled your waist, pulling you closer to his body. Your lower belly pressed against his half-hard cock, and a small huff escaped your lips when he slapped your ass.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to start anything until I got here” Clark spoke from the door, his voice coated with amusement.

Dan’s unsatisfied grunt echoed in the room as he pulled away from your lips “I didn’t start anything! I was just kissing my girlfriend…can I at least do that?”

With a humorous smile, Clark closed the door behind him. “Sure, suit yourself!”. Settling his wallet and phone on top of the bedside table, Clark’s eyes met yours over Dan’s shoulder. The light blue slowly shifted to a darker color the more he watched Dan’s head burying on your neck.

Clark sat on the bed, taking off his snickers and throwing it by the door before pulling himself far back on the bed until his back rested against the headboard. Blue eyes stared intently as Dan pushed you down on the bed. “Forget that he’s here for now” The dark-haired man whispered in your ear when you stiffened once Clark’s hand brushed your hair away from your face.

“Just focus on me, Munkie. Pretend it’s just the two of us, ok?” Dan softly whispered, pulling away from your lips after you nodded in agreement. “Tell me what you want, Munks”, his gruff voice stated, eyes searching for an answer right before you said, “I wanna taste you. I miss having your cock in my mouth”.

“Fuck, love. If we’re gonna go down that road, I won’t last much”.

Dan’s upper body rested against the headboard, much like Clark’s - who still watched you from the side. Your nails softly scratched up and down Dan’s muscular thighs, a soft hiss escaping his lips as you sucked on his tip.

“Oh fuck me, so fucking good” He bites his knuckles in an attempt to gain some self-control back as you kept staring at him with his cock in your mouth. “Fuck, you drive me mad. So fucking mad!” Dan snarled, tugging on your hair as you giggled.

Clark understands the appeal now. You are a beautiful woman, but Clark never really understood why Dan spoke so highly of your sex skills whenever he was insanely drunk. You seemed innocent, a casual lay. Intimate but quite boring if he was honest with himself, Clark often called it “safe sex”, you just go with someone who will offer you good sex, not mind-blowing but ‘ok for a Friday night’ sex. Nothing crazy, just that simple casualty that satisfies you for a while.

You weren’t the typical “hot gym girl”, the ones Clark would go for quite often, but you were…bland? He felt like it wasn’t the best description, it sounded mildly offensive somehow. Maybe because it was you? Clark likes you, you’re his best friend’s woman - a woman he was for some reason dying to fuck right now - but Dan’s girl no matter what. You’re a kind person, truly a sweetheart, you are fun, smart, and looks-wise you are very beautiful, however, there is an innocence that shields your womanly beauty. To Clark you were beautiful, in an “I’ll put her in a tiny jar” kinda way, not in a “I wonder what is like to fuck her” way. So the countless times he spent hearing Dan praise you as a sex goddess incarnated were confusing, “must be the alcohol” Clark thought to himself whenever Dan started his monologues of how his ‘little mouse ruined him for any other woman’. Drunks tend to tell the truth, Clark knows that, but he also knows they tend to exaggerate reality. So he didn’t think much of it, a part of him felt curious as to how much of that was true, a matter that never got fully discussed because sober Dan threatened to punch Clark in the face if he ever dared to speak of you like that.

“But you were the one who told me those things yesterday!” Clark always pinpointed the obvious.

“I was drunk, very needy, incredibly horny, and emotionally vulnerable! It was your job to not pay attention to one single word I had to say! I was just venting” Was Dan’s typical answer.

But now, as Clark stares at you between Dan’s thighs, he finally gets it. You are a devil sent, a vixen able to murder a man with only a look. The giggles that escaped your lips every time Dan slapped your face, the way your ass wiggled in the air with excitement, the eagerness you exude to have Dan’s cock back in your mouth, the way you smile every time he calls you his “good little bitch”, has Clark’s cock painfully hard in his white boxer briefs.

He’s never been with a woman like you, so powerful, so hypnotic, so confident. It was driving him insane. A primal part of Clark has been awoken. He needs to have you…he needs to have you right now.

So sweet, so addictive…your taste, your little moans, the way you pushed yourself against his face. Clark’s hands closed around your hips, pulling you further back into his face.

“Oh my god” You moaned softly, pulling away from Dan’s cock to rest your face against his thick thigh.

“What’s wrong, Munkie? Does it feel too good?” Dan chuckled, his hand pushing your hair away from your face as you stared up at him.

“Yes, sir. So good” You replied weakly, leaving small butterfly kisses on his shaft - that rested against your cheek.

“Fuck, you look so fucking gorgeous like this” Dan praised, pushing your hair away from your face as your eyes closed from pleasure.

Clark pulled his head away from your core, backing up from between your thighs to watch your reaction to his fingers traveling up and down your folds. His thumb drew lazy circles around your clit, keeping you on edge as his middle and ring finger slowly entered your pussy. He watched you gasp loudly before your lips opened wide to secure Dan’s cock back in your mouth.

It was a hypnotic sight, Dan was solely focused on you while you were completely focused on the sensations. Clark couldn’t stop staring at you, his fingers slowly changed in pace and pressure, he was testing all the little things that made you moan louder, frown deeper, and beg for more. Clark was reveling in the feeling of having so much power over you, of how expressive your body was and how much it would silently tell him everything he needed to know. There was no over-the-top moaning, no character being played, no attempt to be “the best fuck he’s ever had”, no fake orgasms, no need to impress him with crazy positions and tricks.

It was simply pleasure in its rawest, purest, deepest, and most sincere form. And that’s what made this experience so carnal and desire-driven to him, the raw honesty of it all was the main cause for his uncontrollable need to feel you around him.

Blurry vision, dry mouth, hoarse voice, shaky limbs.

Devotion, need, fulfillment, desire, passion, pure instinct.

It felt like a dream, a dream he never wanted to end. Is this what sex supposed to feel like? This connection, the sensations…the feelings, the thoughts. Everything else seemed so shallow now compared to this.

The one-night stands lost their value, their fun, their distracting nature. They left his balls and soul empty, but this? Clark never felt so alive before in his life.

You were straddling Clark’s hips, facing him, his blue eyes stared directly into your soul, you were reveling in the feeling of his cock slowly sliding in and out of your pussy, going in the opposite direction of Dan’s movements.

Dan’s lips rested against your ear, hushed words escaping his lips. A secret, meant for only you to hear.

“You’re still mine, right, Munks? Only mine?”

You looked over your shoulder to the pair of dark orbs behind you. Your lips covered his in a passionate kiss, pouring every ounce of your heart into it, trying to express every emotion you felt with your lips, but still, it didn’t feel like enough.

You pulled yourself away from the boys, their confused frowns soon disappearing once you turned around in Clark’s lap to now face Dan.

You guided Clark’s cock into your ass this time, where Dan was minutes ago. You felt the rubber of the condom going in easily as Clark softly whispered “Oh my fucking God” from behind you.

With your eyes now staring at Dan, you guided his hand to your pussy, silently asking him to fill you up with his fingers, and he instantly did.

Your fist closed around his cock, gliding up and down his thickness. “I’m yours only. No one compares to you, no one can replace you” Was your answer. Your voice was hushed, mere above a whisper, mirroring Dan’s tone.

“Can we please never do this again? I don't think I have what it takes to do this again. Not with you…my feelings are too raw, too real, too deep. I can’t…I feel like I’m losing you”.

Your hands momentarily stopped stroking him and you asked with concern “Do you want to stop?”

Dan’s free hand closed around your fist as he guided your hand to continue to stroke him. “No” He answered with a reassuring smile, “I just don't want to share you with anyone else ever again”.

“Consider it done” You smiled back, moaning when the sync of his fingers and Clark’s cock became too much for you to bear.

“Are you gonna cum, Munkie?” Dan smirked upon seeing your half-open lids.

You nodded in agreement before Dan pulled you away from Clark to toss you on your back on the mattress.

“What the fuck, man?” Clark protested, eyes snapping open at the sudden lack of your warmth covering him.

“I want her to come in my mouth” Dan growled, his lips already hovering over your pussy. His tongue darted out, tasting your wetness.

“Didn’t you want to know how good at giving head she is?” Your boyfriend asked his best friend. “It’s time for you to find out, mate” Dan smirked, his lips already returning to his favorite place in the world.

Clark quickly removed the condom, throwing it somewhere over his shoulder. You eagerly licked his crown, earning a moan from the blonde man.

“So you were wondering all along?” You teased with a mischievous smile.

“Yeah,” The blonde man chuckled. “And I can’t wait to find out” His hands caressed your hair back so he could get a better glimpse at your face “But something tells me I won’t regret it, baby. If anything it’ll fuck me up” Clark’s throaty laugh died in his throat the minute your lips closed around his tip.

Yep, he was, beyond any reasonable doubt, completely fucked.

[adriswrld]

Jealousy » Will Ospreay ⁰²

plot: reader gets into an argument backstage at wrestlekingdom with will and the next night he gets protective when david finlay attempts to flirt with her

trope: ex lovers to enemies to lovers

pairings: kenny's adopted sister reader x will ospreay/ reader x slight david finlay/ and jay white

warnings: slightly hints at smut! violence, blood, angst, alcohol usage

a/n: part two! next part is the last part, it ends at forbidden door. jay white is not married in here btw.

italics r once again representing japanese bc im too lazy to actually type in translations

A heavy puff of air escaped Y/N's lips as she plopped down on her bed, she was absolutely breathless. "That was good, like surprisingly perfect" she mumbled. Jay smiled as he laid back down next to her, pulling Y/N's body closer to his. "Why the sudden interest in me anyways? I mean yeah, we stayed friends after you rejected me but it's still a little odd," Jay said as Y/N tugged the covers over them, regretting to turn on the AC.

"First off, I apologized a million times about that, you gotta let that go. Second all, can't a girl just call up a guy to have sex without making it a big deal?" Y/N glanced up at him and he surprisingly nodded in agreement with her. "I suppose you make a good point. And it was very worth it. You're very good at it by the way," Jay complimented, rubbing her back.

"Why thank you," Y/N smiled. As Jay leaned down to kiss her, he paused hearing the doorbell ring, "You expecting someone?" He asked. Y/N furrowed her brows in thought, then came to the realization of who it probably was. "Okay, either it's Mercedes, or there's a slight chance it's Kenny who shouldn't even be here till another three hours." Y/N quickly stood up and pulled on the nearest shirt which just so happened to be Jay's and she slipped on her pajama shorts.

More knocking was heard from her door until it stopped when she headed down the stairs. The door opened and Kenny entered, tucking his key back into his pocket. "Y/N?!" He turned to look up the stairs and spotted Y/N, immediately smiling. "Kenny? What are you doing here?" She happily ran into his open arms, extremely happy to see her brother after months of being away from him.

"My flight got here early, I tried calling you but your phone must've been off or something," he explained, pulling away he furrowed his brows at the shirt she wore. "Who's shirt is that? It looks way too big for you," he walked past her and headed to the bar she had and grabbed himself a water. "Uhm, no it's mine. I have a lot of these." Y/N lied, leaning against her couch. "Really? Never seen you were those before," Kenny shrugged, deciding to drop the unimportant subject.

"So did you wanna grab lunch or something?" Y/N asked, trying to think of a way to get Kenny out of the penthouse without him seeing Jay. If he seen Jay, he'd probably kill him. "I think I'm gonna take a quick nap and then if you're still up to it we could go for dinner," Kenny smiled. Though it quickly dropped when a shirtless Jay White ascended down the stairs, "Dinner sounds amazing actually." Jay smiled, throwing an arm around Y/N who practically froze.

Kenny squinted his eyes, "Y/N, why is Jay White in your living room," he gestured to the shirtless man, "and shirtless too, might I add." Y/N cleared her throat and removed Jay's arm from her shoulder in which he only wrapped it around her waist in response. "Right uhm, he was just visiting. You know, catchin' up, reminiscing of the old times," Y/N faked a smile, patting Jay's back and he raised a brow.

"Mhm, and that's why you're wearing his shirt? Just reminiscing?" Kenny raised his brows, a small smirk etched at the corner of his lips.

"If that's what you call reminiscing then sign me up every day," Jay added with a grin. Y/N elbowed his ribs with an eye roll, "Shut up."

"Oh no, please, don't stop on my account. I'm gonna go take that nap. Just keep it down." Kenny headed up the stairs, walking past a genuinely shocked Y/N and Jay. "Wait, you're not mad?" Y/N spoke up, causing Kenny to pause in his steps and turn to look at her. "Nope. As long as this keeps your mind off of Will, then please, keep going. I welcome it. Besides, it's not really my business who you choose to be with," Kenny said before continuing to his room.

"That went surprisingly well," Jay commented.

"This doesn't mean we're gonna be a thing by the way," Y/N said, walking towards the kitchen. "Never said I wanted that anyways," Jay shrugged, seeing no problem with that. He didn't want a relationship either. He was still trying to get his ex back anyways.

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"I'm excited. What about you?" Y/N walked beside Kenny, her duffle bag on her shoulder as Kenny pulled his and hers suitcases. "Honesty, I just can't wait to kick Ospreay's ass," Kenny shrugged. Y/N cracked a small chuckle and sighed, "Yeah, he's one of the very few reasons I thought about not resigning with New Japan to be honest. I can't stand being around him." Y/N opened the door, letting Kenny in first as he was pulling the luggage.

"What changed your mind?" Kenny asked, looking at the map to locate his locker room that was gonna be put right next to Y/N's. "Honesty? I had a talk with Kota and he helped me realize that I shouldn't let Will get in the way of what I'm truly happy doing. I wanted this before I was with Will and he shouldn't have an impact on my decisions anymore." Y/N followed Kenny down the halls, not seeing many wrestlers around, mainly just the crew that helped put everything together.

"Wow, you should ask Kota for advice more often then. You don't make the brightest decisions when it comes to your love life." Kenny unlocked the door to her room first, figuring she would take more time to get ready for her press conference. "Oh shut up, that's so not true," Y/N denied, setting her duffle bag on the metal black chair.

"Oh yeah? Fine, then name one of your exes that actually turned out to not be a piece of shit," he compromised, knowing Y/N couldn't argue with that. "Uhhh...wait no, I dated uhm, actually you make a good point. Fuck. It's not my fault though. I get very attached." Y/N frowned, sitting down on the sofa. "And that's okay, it's not your fault. You just need to be careful with these guys, especially wrestlers. Most of these guys aren't interested in relationships." He did make a good point. Most wrestlers just wanted sex. And she couldn't blame them much, nobody had time for a serious relationship.

"Noted. Now, I'm gonna get dressed. I'll see you soon." Y/N gave a quick side hug to Kenny before he left.

A few hours later, Y/N was called to do the press conference for her upcoming match at WrestleKingdom that was less than ten hours away. Y/N sat down at the table, setting down her title on the table, she crossed her legs and looked to her right where Kairi was supposed to be.

Y/N took this a chance to start without her as she then picked up the mic, "Are you kidding me? You expect this person to be able to dethrone me and she can't even show up on time? I'm supposed to feel threatened by her? I'm supposed to feel scared?" Y/N chuckled sarcastically.

Kairi walked over to the table, rushing a bit and Y/N gestured to her, "Look who decided to join the party. Did wasting my time feel good darling?" She sarcastically asked.

A minute in, Kairi was answering a question on what she would do if she won the title, in which Y/N felt the need to interrupt. "This is absolutely ridiculous! Let's get something completely straight, Kairi." Y/N stood up and took her championship off the display, "You will never win this belt as long as I hold it and let me tell you something, it is not leaving me anytime soon because there is nobody capable of beating me. And after I retain tonight, I will continue to run through each and every division there is until nobody is left. Because, I am the greatest wrestler ever."

Y/N raised her championship proudly, glaring down at her opponent. "This conference is over. Enjoy the show." Y/N set down the mic and walked out, not even bothering to second glance at Kairi.

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It was a gruesome battle in the Tokyo Dome between Kairi Sane and Y/N Kingley for the IWGP Women's Championship. It was sometimes even hard to watch. They were beating the crap out of each other like no other. It was hard to predict who would even win. They were both so close.

Y/N screamed in frustration as Kairi managed to kick out of her blue thunder powerbomb off the top rope. She hit the mat in frustration, sitting up with desperate eyes. "Give up!" Kairi breathed heavily, shaking her head 'no', she exchanged strikes with her. Kairi performed another devastating knee before making her way to the top turnbuckle.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to get a breath in as she just did a german suplex to Kairi off the top rope and immediately performed a shooting star press after. The match was almost over and it was obviously one hell of a match. Kairi was killing it and some even thought she might actually just pull a win over the champion. But, Y/N wasn't gonna let that happen.

Y/N crawled over to Kairi, attempting a cover but Kairi kicked out at two. "Fuck! Just give up!" Y/N leaned against the ropes, running a hand over her hair in frustration.

Kairi stood up tiredly and immediately ran and knee'd Y/N before she could block it. She dragged Y/N to the turnbuckles and began to climb up the rope. The crowd automatically assumed it was over for Y/N the minute Kairi hit the insane elbow. But, as Kairi performed it, Y/N got her knees up at the last second. Kairi groaned and Y/N stood up and jumped onto the top rope, performing her finisher, the Royalty Deathdrop. Again, it was basically a backflip off the top rope into a DDT.

She hit it perfectly. "ONE..TWO..THREE!" Y/N grinned and tiredly crawled to the bottom rope, attempting to pull herself up as they announced her name as the winner. The official handed her the title and raised her hand before she immediately collapsed back onto the mat, barely able to hold herself up. Her body was battered and bruised so it was surprising that she wasn't even unconscious.

Kairi stood up and immediately went towards Y/N, extending her hand in respect towards her competitor. The crowd watched in anticipation, waiting to see if Y/N would accept her hand. Y/N hesitantly took Kairi's hand and the crowd applaused. Kairi pulled the taller woman up and raised her hand, showing a sign of respect for the retaining champion.

All until Y/N's hand dropped, the music hit. The music of Mercedes Moné, FKA Sasha Banks.

The crowd cheered, obviously most knowing who she was. Y/N sat down on the middle turnbuckle, watching as Mercedes ascended down the entrance ramp. Kairi stood near Y/N as they watched Mercedes enter the ring. A whole new look on her, she was almost unrecognizable if you seen her as Sasha Banks in WWE. This was an entirely different woman and she wasn't here to play games. She was here to make history, money and win championships.

Kairi looked at Y/N silently asking if she wanted her to stay. Y/N shook her head, waving her off and Kairi stepped out of the ring, letting Y/N handle her business.

Y/N stepped up, not liking the disrespect of Mercedes. She didn't have to say anything, she just raised her IWGP Women's Championship right in the face of Mercedes, not backing down to her.

Mercedes stuck her hand out, Y/N looking at it in suspicion. She took it hesitantly and Mercedes smiled as they shook hands. A show of respect. Y/N went to pull her hand away but Mercedes held it tightly so she couldn't let go. She pulled Y/N in, making her drop the title and performed what looked to be a gory bomb only it was straight into a DDT. Y/N groaned as she hit the mat, selling it perfectly so it made Mercedes look like a huge threat.

Mercedes walked over to the title and slowly picked it up, then dropped it onto Y/N's barely conscious body. "Give me a mic," Mercedes stuck her hand out, leaning between the ropes, they quickly handed her a microphone and she slowly made her way back to Y/N.

"Y/N, awee, congratulations on making history tonight, once again. I also know a thing or two about making history," Mercedes grinned, the crowd cheering for her. "I am here, in New Japan and Stardom to make some more. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm the standard. The conversation. The blueprint, and the CEO of this women's division."

Mercedes kneeled down next to Y/N's body, the champion not even attempting to get up or open her eyes. "So Y/N-San, enjoy your IWGP Women's Championship while you can. Because at Battle in the Valley at San José. Imma leave you bankrupt bitch. And you can bank on Moné." Mercedes took the championship and lifted it up, throwing the mic to the side as her music played.

Y/N rolled out of the ring once Mercedes made her way out. She grabbed her championship and let one of the officials help her walk to the back, holding an ice pack to her neck. "Take me to my dressing room please," she requested.

They helped her to her dressing room, bringing several packs of ice as well before leaving her by herself. Y/N groaned in pain as she pulled off her tank top and pressed the ice onto her bruised shoulder. There was a knock on her door in which she casually assumed it was either Kenny, Mercedes, or Jay, so she granted permission for them to come in. But, unfortunately, it was just Will.

"What do you want, Will? Don't you have a match with my brother coming up?" Y/N muttered, wincing as she attempted to untie her boots. "I just wanted to come check up on you. That was one hell of a match." Will sat on the table and carefully took her leg, and to his surprise, she let him. "Good, cause I feel like crap." She let out another wince as he pulled off both of her boots, "How's your ankle feel? I noticed you sprained it early on in the match."

"It's just sore, luckily it's not a big deal. I don't think I'll need boot or anything. I just kinda tweaked it," she explained, setting some ice atop of her hurt ankle. The chime on her phone caused both of them to glance down at it, Will's expression morphing into a scowl when he seen it was Jay White texting her. Will cleared his throat as she picked up the phone to reply to Jay's text. "Uh, so I overheard your brother and Jay White talking and I was just wondering if-"

"If we're dating?" Y/N finished for him, setting her phone down to look at him. Will sighed and Y/N pursed her lips, not surprised he was being nosy about her private life, "whether we are or not, that is none of your business. I made myself clear that we have to let each other go and I'm sticking to that."

"What about friends? Can't we at least be friends?" Will asked, but it seemed almost like begging.

Y/N blankly stared, "Will, look back at the last time we tried that. I ended up in your bed. I will not let myself fall back into your traps. It is over. There is no more us." Will shook his head, standing up and running a hand over his blonde hair, "No, no this isn't you, this isn't us. What's this really about? Jay? Cause, what does he have that I don't?! Tell me."

Y/N stood up, barely able to stand on her ankle but she was becoming irritated of the conversation, "What do you want to hear, Will? That he doesn't compare to you? That he can't please me like you? Cause frankly if I said that, I would be lying to you and myself."

Will simply grinned, cracking a small chuckle, he stepped closer to Y/N, "now we both know nobody could please you like me and Jay certainly isn't changing that fact." Y/N rolled her eyes, "and how would you know?"

"Oh come on, we both know lying isn't your strong suit. Even after all these years, you still can't tell the truth." Glaring at him, she shoved his shoulder, "you are the last person to talk about truth! You cheating son of a bitch!"

Will clenched his jaw, growing tired of her bringing up the past. "How many times do I have to apologize?! I'm fucking sorry! That was three years ago! Let it go, Y/N!" He exclaimed at her.

Y/N scoffs quietly under her breath, "Get the fuck out of my room, Will."

Will shakes his head in disbelief, "Congratulations Y/N. Have a nice life. I won't be there when you come crawling back after Jay leaves you in the dust."

Y/N simply rolls her eyes as he walks out, slamming the door on his way out. "Fuckin' child."

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The show ended with Kenny taking the IWGP United States Championship from Ospreay. It was one of the best matches Y/N's ever witnessed, even if it caused her so much stress to see. Every bump Will and Kenny took was nerve-wracking to say the least. But, they both pulled through and successfully finished the match. She found out from Kyle that Will lost a pint of blood and injured his shoulder though he would pull through and be fine.

As of now, Y/N was heading to do a little promo in response of Mercedes's debut. With the help of a crew member, she sat down at the table and set her drink down. She adjusted the mic and glanced around at all the reporters and such. "Today I will not be answering any of your questions because of Mercedes Moné," she spoke in Japanese.

"I had the most exhausting match of my career and she just shows up out of the blue to steal my spotlight?! Do I have to remind you who I am Mercedes? I am Y/N fucking Kingley and you will not disrespect me! You think because you came from WWE that you're all big shit now? Well let me educate you love. This isn't WWE, this isn't slow paced, this isn't a playground. When you step in the ring with me you won't be the same. You made a mistake coming here. And now I'm gonna send you back where you belong."

Y/N stands up, looking directly into the camera. "I accept your challenge. Let's see if you can keep up."

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"I don't think I'm up to this," Y/N states as she glances at Mercedes and back to the road. "Girl, yes you are. You're the one who brought up this whole party. You can't back out now," Mercedes replies, fixing up her makeup in the mirror. "That was before I fucked up my ankle and got into a fight with my ex. Who, mind you is going to be there." Mercedes chuckles at her over exaggerating, "Which gives you the perfect chance to get back at him."

"With who?" Y/N questions, parking the car in front of the bar.

"Him." Cedes smiles as she points at Jay who was currently walking towards the building. Y/N purses her lips, finding it to be a good idea, "That could work."

They both walk into the bar together and Mercedes follows Y/N, who obviously knew the majority of people there. Y/N finds Kenny talking with some friends and go over there, immediately hugging him. Kenny smiles realizing it's her, "I thought you weren't gonna show," he said.

"Someone changed my mind," Y/N says, and Mercedes gestures to herself. Kenny chuckles and embraces Mercedes. "Thanks for getting her out. Y/N usually hates parties." Mercedes laughs, "It's my pleasure. Do you know where Jay is?" Y/N raises a brow at Mercedes question.

"Uh yeah, he's just over there." Kenny pointed across the bar and Mercedes nods and smiles gratefully. "Great. Thank you. We will catch up later. I'm gonna steal Y/N." Mercedes takes Y/N's hand and drags her across the bar towards Jay. "I don't think this is a great idea-"

"Hi Jay!" Mercedes waves, dragging Y/N over meanwhile Y/N kept trying to slow down because of her ankle. "Mercedes, right? We met at the show yesterday." Jay sticks his hand out and she happily accepts it, "Yes. That's right." Y/N smiles meekly at him, but tries to avoid eye contact. "So what can I do for you ladies?"

"We are having some car trouble and Y/N here is gonna need a ride home later so I was wondering if you could take her home for me. I'm sure you know where it is. It's not too far from here." Mercedes lies and Y/N looks at her with a mini glare. Jay chuckles, nodding with a grin, "Of course, it's no trouble."

"Awesome. I'll catch you later Y/N. Have fun." Mercedes waves and walks over to talk to some of the joshi wrestlers.

Jay takes Y/N's hand and helps her onto the stool carefully, "You don't actually have any car trouble do you?" He questions in amusement. Y/N chuckles lightly and nods, "you are correct. But she's definitely gonna leave me here despite that."

"She sounds great," Jay joked.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to use the ladies room. I will be right back," Y/N excused herself swiftly. Honestly, she just wanted to fix up her hair as it was flowing everywhere courtesy of the wind from outside. She finished up quickly, washing her hands and walking out, going to find Jay again. Though, a hand blocked her, causing her to look up at the man, known as David Finlay. She didn't necessarily have a problem with him. She just didn't like him. But then again, not a lot of people did.

"Uhm, what can I do for you?" Y/N looked at him, slightly confused. He smiles, "I just came to tell you, I watched your match, and you did amazing, it was a great match. One of the best I've ever watched." He says. Y/N smiles for a second, "Oh, well thank you, I appreciate it. But if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my friend." She goes to move past him until he blocks her way again. "Come on, stick around a bit. Give me a chance. We can get to know each other beautiful."

Y/N cleared her throat, clearly uncomfortable with him. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." David raised a brow, "and yet you're sluttin' it around with Jay? Come on, you can do so much better." Y/N scoffed, "Excuse me? What did you just call me?" Y/N goes to push pass him when he grabbed her arms, keeping her in place. "Oi, get your hands off her." Next thing she knew, Will had pushed David against the wall, she glanced down at her arms, seeing red handprints on them from how tightly David help her.

"She's not interested bruv. Move on." Will pushed him away, David walking off with a scoff, making a small inappropriate comment about her.

Will turned to Y/N, seeing her in a trance, not moving or speaking. He set a hand on her shoulder, "You alright love?" Y/N snapped out of her thoughts, glancing at his hand on her shoulder. She blinked, "Leave me alone." Y/N walked away, wincing at the pain in her ankle, she reached Jay, standing by him on the stool. "Do you think it's possible for you to take me home? I need to get out of here."

Jay nodded immediately, paying for the drinks and helping Y/N out of the bar, he had seen Will watching in the corner and assumed it must've been about him. Jay helped her into the car before driving them off, heading to her place, obviously knowing where it was. "What happened back there?" He asks, breaking the silence.

Y/N didn't glance at him, texting Mercedes and Kenny on her phone, telling them that she was leaving early. "Nothing important. My ankle has just been killing me." He knew she was partially lying but chose not to push on it. "I'm sorry to drag you away, you could go back if you want. You don't need to stay with me or anything." Y/N said, setting her phone down.

"It's alright. I'll stay. I want to."

[daddyhausen]

Hi whenever you’re requests are open again I would love to have a poly relationship with Jay White & El Phantasmo

• poly relationship headcannons — el phantasmo + jay white •

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, poly relationship

{ word count } — 212

{ pairing } — fem!reader x jay white x el phantasmo

{ genre } — smut / fluff

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they would have a hard time sharing you at first

what with both of them having raging egos

jay claims that he should have more time with you considering he began dating you first

to which riley would claim the same except on the basis that he fucks you better

you admired their persistence but lord they needed to learn to share

so you gave them an ultimatum

either they get along and share you or neither of them would get to have you that night

to which both boys would quiet down

meekly responding with a “yes ma’am” in unison

both boys have submissive tendencies

riley will break and bend to your every will while jay is more bratty and disobedient

all in which is quickly fixed with an orgasm or two

their soft spot for you was evident since day one

they’d always tend to spoil you, even on days when it did not call for it

riley would buy you simple gifts like flowers and stuffed animals

jay would tend to be a bit more extravagant, with jewellery and that of the sort

even surprising you with a brand new car when your old one got wrecked

despite the vast differences between their gifts you cherished them all equally.

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●El Phantasmo x Reader● 18+

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*Y/N's POV*

As the lights go dark and ELP's music hits, I put on his light up glasses and fix his vest on my shoulders smirking. I do his entrance, acting just like him as I walk to the ring. I slide into the ring, crawl to the middle and lay down on my stomach kicking my feet back and forth. The lights come back on and the camera is right in my face as I smile wide waving my fingers at the camera. I take the glasses putting them ontop of my head as the camera man hands me a microphone. I continue laying there smiling at the camera.

"Ooohhh EL Phantasmoooooooo!"

I giggle looking into the camera kicking my feet.

"Looking for something?"

His music hits again and he comes walking out from the back looking confused. He climbs into the ring and I get on my knees looking up at him smiling really big. I slowly hand the microphone to him still staring at him as I slowly stand up.

"Y/N. Why do you have my stuff? Why have you been following me around for the past few weeks? What is going on?"

I walk closer to him pulling a hotel card out of my pocket.

"Well. I wanted to get your attention because I wanted to speak some business with you."

I run the hotel card down his chest than slide it into the top of his pants. I bite my lip looking up at him. He looks at me slightly shaking his head.

"Meet me at my hotel. I got a good business opportunity for you."

I giggle, wave at him and roll out of the ring taking his vest and glasses with me. I walk to the back as he stands in the ring looking down at the hotel card in his pants.

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*later on in the night*

There is a knock on the door as I sit up looking at the door.

"Come in!"

The door opens revealing Riley with a cameraman behind him. I am wearing just his vest covering my breasts and a thong with some lace thigh high stockings. Riley gasps, looks wide eyed at me than at the cameraman. I smirk, getting up holding the vest over my breasts and start pushing the cameraman out of the room.

"Sorry dude but we have business to discuss."

I close the door on him, turn around and see Riley sitting on the end of the bed. I walk back over to him putting my hand on his shoulder and he looks up at me.

"Thank you for letting me use your vest and glasses for that. Let me go get changed and you can have them back."

He grabs my waist and throws me down on the bed. He starts crawling over me as I look up at him shocked.

"I want to hear that business opportunity though."

He smirks and starts kissing my neck making me moan a little. He starts moving down to my breasts pushing the vest out of the way. I let out a little moan sigh as he takes my right nipple into his mouth swirling it with his tongue. He rolls the left one in his fingers while continuously swirling his tongue around the right one. I switches back and forth causing me to buck my hips into him making him moan. He stops completely and hovers over me looking down at me.

"Am I going to hear about this business opportunity or what?"

I bite my lip looking up at him. He smirks looking down at me.

"You didn't have one. Well I got one."

He leans down and bites down on my neck causing me to whimper. He stands up, takes off his pants and boxers, rips his shirt over his head and I stare down at his cock which is rock hard. I gulp as he crawls back ontop of me looking down at me.

"How about this....."

He quickly sticks two of his fingers inside my heat causing me to yelp. He doesn't move them still looking at me.

"I help you. You help me. I'll fuck your brains out any day of the week that you would like. If you accompany me to the ring every week. Help me during my matches. Help me win a title maybe. We got a deal?"

I shake my head yes and he doesn't move his fingers inside me.

"Do we have a deal? I won't move until you say it."

"We have a deal."

As soon as I say that, he starts fingering me so fast that I am basically screaming and arching my back off the bed. He moves down still going fast and starts slowly licking my clit. I grip the bed still moaning and screaming feeling my orgasm coming fast. It washes over me so fast as I try to clamp my legs together around his head. He pulls his fingers out of me and cleans me up with his tongue. He slowly crawls over top of me and smirks. I am breathing heavy looking up at him slightly smiling. He rubs his cock against my heat making me jump a little. He leans down, bites my shoulder, slowly sliding inside me. I dig my nails into his shoulders moaning loudly. He bottoms out inside me not moving, just letting me adjust to him. He slowly starts pulling out still looking into my eyes. He slams back into me causing my mouth to open and moan really loud. He keeps doing it just watching my reaction.

"More. Please. More."

He puts one of his hands around my neck, gets himself comfortable and starts drilling into me. My one hand is on his shoulder digging my nails into him and the other hand is gripping the sheets really hard as I am a screaming and moaning mess. He runs his hand down my stomach to my clit and starts rubbing circles making me buck my hips into him. He keeps up his pace while continuing rubbing circles on my clit. I can feel another orgasm coming quickly as I grip the sheets harder basically ripping them. As it washes through me, I feel his thrusts get sloppy. He slams into me and groans. I watch his reaction while he fills me with his seed. He stays there just looking into my eyes and look back trying to slow my breathing.

"Riley. I want this to be more than just a deal. I want you and only you."

"You dont know how long I've been waiting to hear that."

He slowly pulls out of me, leans down and kisses me hard. I kiss him back wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls back, pulls his head out from my arms and plops down next to me. I take off his vest, tosses it off the bed and he grabs my waist pulling my back to his chest. He snuggles his face into my neck and I smile trying to snuggle into him more.

"Time for sleep baby. We got a busy day tomorrow."

I smile hearing him call me baby and snuggle into him more slowly falling asleep.

The End.

[thesupreme316]

Any wrestler with face paint, painting the reader face like their for a match like Darby Allin and his skull face paint?

SORRY FOR THEE DELAYYY

Pairing(s): Darby Allin x Fem!Reader, Jeff Hardy x Fem!Reader, Finn Balor x Fem!Reader, Tama Tonga x Fem!Reader, Ricky Starks x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 817

Supreme Speaks: i had fun writing this cause jeffery is back and my heart is full (i hope he is healthy and everything is going great in his life). thank you to @hookerforhook for being so patient and allowing me to write your request. Also I hope everyone is doing well and please remember that you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: slightly proofread, gifs are not mine, i repeat gifs ARE NOT MINE

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

Jeff Hardy: (MY FIRST WRESTLING CRUSH AND FELLOW CAROLINIAN)

IS VERY EXCITED TO HELP YOU

Typically with him, he would allow you to pick out the colors

“I like those colors too darling” (I will always love this man)

Will dedicate some looks to you and your favorite color

When you said you wanted to start painting your face, Jeff immediately bought the supplies and gave you tips

“Okay this brand is the best with brushes, but if you want to use your fingers use this brand” (again I love this man)

Will coordinate looks with you

As you do your first look, he will look at you with love and admiration (he feels honored that you wanted to start wearing faceprint)

Believes that faceprint shouldn’t have structure, just do what you want aka abstract

Jeff will ensure that your faceprint looks good, even if you don’t think so

Will only fix it up if you want him to, not a second before

“Of course sweetheart, I’ll help you” (I can just hear that beautiful country accent in my head)

Will post your face paints on his instagram/twitter

Darby Allin:

This man would be excited internally, but would not allow you to see it

On the outside: Oh cool, yeah I’ll help you

On the inside: WE ARE SO GETTING MARRIED

Will show you how to achieve the iconic look

After failing a couple of times, you just asked Darby to paint your face

I CAN TELL THAT THIS MAN WOULD BE SO GENTLE WITH YOUR FACE (pause)

Like you wouldn’t even feel his fingertips that’s how gentle he is (again pause)

Darby would talk you through what he’s doing 

“Okay I’m going to apply the stitches around your mouth…stop moving…no you’re not ticklish, you’re just childish”

I feel like for him he would use brushes especially around your ear

Will give you the proper tools to take off the remaining faceprint, even though most of it will be in the ring after your match

Darby would be the one to take aesthetic photos with you

And would constantly reference your face paint as his “most perfect look ever”

Finn Balor:

THIS MAN WOULD BE HELLA EXCITED

Definitely would ask you to do something comic book inspired

Venom, Spiderman, Carnage, Spawn, etc.

“DO GWEN STACY”

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!”

Would giggle as he puts on your face and bodypaint on (or as the makeup artist does)

Like Jeff, he would definitely give you recommendations for brands of paints

Has many makeup wipes on standby incase you don’t like any of the looks

Definitely would do a throwback look to his Demon era

Tbh, I think Finn would also give you the arm decorations that he uses as well

Expects you to have an alter ego as well

Wants to do a couple look if you guys can or in a match

Everyone lost their shit when you and Finn stood across the ring from Edge and Beth Phoenix 

Tama Tonga:

Although he doesn’t do faceprint anymore, I had to include my husband

He kept his face paint simple tbh

When you asked for inspiration or advice he simply said

“Do what your heart desires”

“Who are you? Bob Ross?”

“A Tongan Bob Ross….yes”

Would definitely do his past face paints on you

Doesn’t want you to talk as it breaks his concentration and makes him giggle

Tama would definitely reminiscence with his brother about the days they use to put on the faceprint

He would bring back his face paint just to match with you for one match/night

Everyone would lose their shit on twitter and take it as a sign of the old G.O.D coming back

“Nah I’m just supporting my girl”

Bonus** Ricky Starks: (cause of that one time he painted his face to mimic Darby)*

THIS MAN WOULD BE CACKLING

Long story short, you wanted to poke fun at your opponent who wears faceprint (Abadon, Rosemary)

This man would grab the nearest makeup artist and ask them to do an “inspired” look

“I don’t know you would make this look good…it looks like they got dressed in the dark”

Would post progress photos to his story

Gives you tips on how to mock your opponent

When your look was finished, man STRAIGHT UP CACKLED

“I’m surprised that you actually look very cute yet scary”

Would definitely pinch your cheeks to tease you

But then gets upset that the paint ended up on his fingers

….would definitely take credit for the work….

[coolbeansawrestlingblog]

Masterlist

Can find all imagines under the tag beansimagines. Requests are open!!! :D

WWE:

Alex Shelley:

Beauty

Moving Day

There's Enough Love Here

Chris Sabin:

Safety Net

Finn Balor

Back 2 Back

Real Love Will Prevai

AEW:

Adam Cole:

What You Do To Me

Kenny Omega:

Beach Day

Matt Jackson:

Baby, I'm Paranoid

NJPW:

Zack Sabre Jr:

My Saviour

TNA:

Joe Hendry

Sticky Situation

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Brother’s Best Friend

Pairing: El Phantasmo x female!reader

Category: Angst/Fluff

Word count: 1,749

Summary: Sneaking around is challenging but so hot. Sneaking around with your brother’s best friend is even more challenging and even hotter… until you get caught by your brother.

Warnings: Swearing

Requested by: anon — Sorry for the long delay but I hope you enjoy! ❤️

You can find the original request here!

A/N: I changed the request just a little bit because my brain wouldn’t let me write exactly what you wanted so I got as close as my brain would let me 🤣

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In the movies, it’s always so hot when the couple has to sneak around to meet and in real life, it’s still hot. The one thing they don’t show you in the movies too often is how hard it is to sneak around, especially when the person you have feelings for is your brother’s best friend.

You and Riley didn’t have intentions of catching feelings for each other but over time it just happened. You knew how much Jay enjoyed and valued Riley’s friendship so you couldn’t bring yourself to tell your brother about how you felt about Riley. You thought maybe the feelings might go away but they never did. Riley was honestly worried and a little scared to tell Jay that he liked you. He knew how protective Jay was over you, and he wasn’t looking for a fight.

Sneaking around was the only way you could see Riley without Jay finding out. You felt like you and Riley had been doing a good job at not getting caught — until an unsuspecting Jay entered the room. He caught the two of you sitting close on the couch in the apartment he shared with you. You and Riley both froze like deer in headlights. The pair of you casually moved away from one another as Jay suspiciously eyed the two of you but ultimately headed to the kitchen. Relief washed over you and Riley as Jay left the room. You and and Riley shared a look — you had to be more careful. As Jay re-entered the living room, you and Riley were on opposite ends of the couch so naturally Jay took the empty seat between you.

Jay knew something was up with his best friend and his sister. He just wasn’t sure what yet. Jay wracked his brain thinking back to all the times you and his Bullet Club brother were in the same room. He recalled you both always on the opposite sides of rooms, never socializing with one another. At the time, he didn't think anything of it, but now that he’s thinking back, he finds it strange that you two never really interacted. Jay assumed you would bug him about Riley as the man was your “type” but he never heard a peep from you or Riley for that matter. He figured Riley would be asking him if you were single given Jay had caught Riley gazing at you when you weren’t looking, but nothing. This was weird. Jay just knew the two people he genuinely cared about would get along. At least you weren’t fighting.

You and Riley were doing the opposite of fighting when Jay wasn’t around. It was near impossible to keep your hands and lips to yourselves.

As the days turned into weeks, Jay kept a close eye on his sister and best friend in hopes to see if his suspicions were true. Jay debated on if he should enlist help from Kenta and Taiji Ishimori, they could help him get to the bottom of the weird vibes he was getting from you and Riley. Ultimately, Jay decided he would keep the help of Kenta and Taiji as Plan B, he really wanted to catch the two in question on his own.

You had just managed to make up some white lie as to where you were going. You were proud of yourself and Riley for keeping your secret meet ups from your brother for this long, but you knew deep down this wouldn’t last forever. You knew Jay would be suspicious if he ever realized you and Riley would both make up excuses at the same time despite a ten or fifteen minute gap in between. Your brother was smart and you knew better than to think otherwise.

You slipped into the empty storage room to wait for your beloved Riley. Things between you two had finally became official leaving you over the moon with joy and happiness.

Jay had noticed recently you would chew on your bottom lip ever so subtly when you would tell him certain things which he knew was something you did when you lied. It more of a nervous and anxious habit of yours. This caused Jay to follow you putting just enough distance between you that he could still see you but you couldn’t see him. The second he saw you slip into the storage room he knew his suspicions were true — you were sneaking off to meet someone. He just didn’t know who and he intended to find out.

Jay hid behind a big case that held a variety of backstage equipment and kept his eyes on the storage room door.

You had kept the lights off to make the meet up more fun and thrilling. A few minutes later you heard the door open and close and excitement filled your body. The movies were right. Sneaking around is hot. You heard stop footsteps approach you and strong yet gentle warm hands rest on your shoulders. Riley’s familiar scent filled your nose. “You gonna kiss me or not.” You teased as your fingers danced up his chest. The next thing you felt was your boyfriend’s rough but soft lips on yours with a sense of passion and urgency. This took you by surprise but it was good surprise — no, a great surprise.

The pair of you were too lost in the kiss and the removal of shirts to hear the door quietly open but the second the blinging light was flicked on you and Riley froze. You were caught. You peeked around Riley’s body to see who the intruder was. You gasped when your eyes met your brother’s. Riley turned to face the third party in the room. He was careful in keeping your almost half naked body behind him and out of sight. Riley’s eyes widened and his mouth went dry. Honestly, he was expecting to see his best friend, your brother as the one who caught the two of you in the middle of a steamy make out that was in the process of becoming more.

“Guess the cat’s out of the bag.” Riley attempted to make light of the situation despite how nervous he was.

“Why didn’t you tell me!” Jay shouted at no one in particular but you knew he was directing the outburst at the both of you. You heart ached hearing the sadness and disappointment in your brother’s voice. You felt Riley’s body slouch like he’d been punched in the gut. He didn’t like this either.

“I— we—” You tried to gather your thoughts and stumbled over your words in the process. Thankfully Riley jumped in.

“It wasn’t anything personal. We just love each other and were worried you would hate it or something. I’ve seen first hand just how protective you are of her and I didn’t want to screw up our friendship. That’s why we didn’t tell you. I guess we were wrong to do that.” Riley spilled to Jay as you nodded along with what was said.

You watched as Jay absorbed the words and looked from Riley to you a few times. His best friend and his sister. Had this been any other member of Bullet Club he would have hated it — loathed it even, but this is his best friend. There wasn’t many people in this world Jay White trusted but he trusted Riley. And as for you, his dear sister who can do no wrong. Jay only wanted the best for you and after evaluating the kind of person Riley is, Jay thought his best friend just might be the best for you and that never happened when it came to you dating. He caught your eye and saw the pleading look in them, one that he hadn’t seen before when it came to a boy. He knew what he had to say.

During the time Jay was processing his emotions and gathering his thoughts, you had slipped your shirt back on and Riley had done the same.

“Never in a million years would I ever dream that I’m about to say this.” Jay took a moment to put the words in the right order. “I never wanted any of my friends to date my sister because I know how they are, but you Riley,” Jay took another moment to look into his best friend’s eyes, “you’re different. I can’t explain it because honestly, I have no idea what it is.”

You could tell this was new and confusing territory for your brother. “Jay…” You softly trailed off, grabbing his attention as you move out from behind Riley. “I know this is probably really weird and confusing for you but I love him. He’s sweet, caring, and loving. Honestly, I could ramble on and on about him but I won’t, at least not right now.” You attempted to ease some of the tension in the air as Riley slipped his hand in yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You always told me to find someone who is respectful, compassionate, and loyal. You and I both know Riley checks all those boxes.”

Jay studied you then Riley. His eyes lingered on his friend, reading his body language, searching his eyes for reciprocation at your words. Riley squeezed your hand once more, this time you returned the action. Jay’s eyes darted to the movement then trailed up your arm. Finally reaching your face, he saw the two of you, his best friend and his sister, looking into each other’s eyes, smiling softly. “Okay.” Jay finally spoke. “I’ll accept this, just keep the affection to a minimum for me. I really don’t want to know what you two get up to.” Jay shivered at the thought of any sexual activity between the pair of you.

“No promises!” You beamed, letting go of Riley’s hand and pulling your brother into a hug. “Thank you.” You whispered in his ear.

“Yeah, yeah.” Jay shrugged once you let him go. His attention turned to his best friend, your boyfriend. “I really don’t want to have to beat the shit out of you, so be good to her.” He said earnestly.

Riley nodded, knowing Jay wasn’t kidding around. “Noted.” He paused briefly before speaking once more. “So there’s this girl I’ve been meaning to tell you about.” Riley chuckled, slinging his arm around his best friend’s shoulders as the three of you exited the storage room.

You laughed upon hearing your brother groan. This would be fun.

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El Phantasmo Taglist: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @morgan-bucks @kcloveswrestling @jennifuz

[robinofgothamcity]

“Maybe one day when we’re old and gray, we can be in love once more. Till then I won’t give love away, darling, I’m forever only yours. ”

Character: Zack Sabre Jr

Fandom: New Japan Pro Wrestling (and it AEW?)

Authors note: omfg, I’m actually terrified to write my first fic in what feels like centuries (even tho it’s only been since march) but I’ve just been on a ZSJ kick for forever now so that’s where this came from! I hope this fic turns out well bc if it doesn’t I might go back to my dungeon and not write again LMFAO. Anywayyy, please read my last post, thank you <3

With forbidden door being around the corner and New Japan talent crawling around the halls more often now, it felt like you were back in Japan talking in the halls with the girls from Stardom and the backstage talent. You had moved to AEW when Nick and Matt were scouting for talent to join their women’s roster and you were more than ecstatic to join them.

Your match with Mayu was running rampant through your head as you were now two days away from the anticipated match and you were like a chicken with her head cut off, doing as much promotion as you could for AEW to get everyone to watch your match.

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Back when you were in Japan and wrestling for Stardom, you had this very interesting southern persona. Cowboy boots, tried to have a southern accent to which you failed miserably at, and even went out of your way to order a cowboy hat for every occasion. Many found it interesting and although most people loved it, Zack always seemed to be confused at it.

It was no secret that Zack was very blunt about whatever was on his mind. You could hear Zack cutting a promo from the other end of the building and although Zack was very quintessentially British, you found every reason to turn up your persona up to a thousand on a ten dial scale when he was around. It irritated Zack to no end and even though you loved your gimmick, when you made the move to AEW, you knew it was time to put up your gimmick to bed.

Now with you being a long term roster member, you had taken a few girls under your wing to train and build up. You had found solace in Kris as a best friend and for the moment, everything in your career was going smoothly until Tony had finally approached you with the most life altering news in your wrestling career thus far.

“We want you to be the main event for the women at Forbidden Door.”

The drink you were sipping on was now on the floor as you looked over at Kris who was shaking in excitement for you.

“Wait, you want me to main event Forbidden Door? As in main event one of the most highly anticipated pay-per-views in the year?” You replied back. Tony couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction, “yes, we want you and Mayu to main event it. Stardom was very excited to hear that it was you who was going to compete against Mayu.”

You immediately screamed in excitement as everyone in the hallway turned around to see the commotion.

“Yes, oh my god! Are you kidding me? This is going to be one of my career defining moments, when does Mayu come over this way? I saw some New Japan talent already but-.”

You felt someone covering your eyes when it all started coming together.

“MAYU!” You screamed as you turned around and picked her up, “this is going to be the greatest match in women’s history!” You screamed excitedly. Tony left the three of you in the hallway as he made his way to creative to let them green light the matches for you and Mayu.

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You were in the hallway with social media, cutting some online promo when you were dragged away with a few other girls to do some social media for AEW’s TikTok page. Zack had been in the area, scouting for some food when he came across you and a few of the girls with the social media team.

You hadn’t said much to Zack after you left Stardom besides the very far and few compliments on each others matches. You knew Zack would make your life hell when you inevitably crossed him which is why he was waiting for you patiently at the end of the hallway with a smirk running across his face. Your new gimmick was like a smack to the face when he finally tuned into an AEW show and saw you.

You could argue that your new persona was like if Art the Clown and a loud cheerleader had managed to become one person. Your very poppy personality did not match your aesthetic and you guessed that was why so many loved you. You were truly loved by the fans and even found yourself getting caught off guard by how much you’d get approached in the public eye.

Once the girls had called it a day and you said your goodbyes to Kris, Britt, and Rosa, you knew you’d finally have to face Zack.

“Zackary, how are you?” You mumbled as you started to wipe the small amount of makeup off your face, “no more yeehaw darling? I’m kind of missing that right now,” he said in a slight mocking tone. You rolled your eyes as you found a small mirror to check if the makeup had came off your face, “oh, are we telling lies now? I 100% doubt that you miss me running around the New Japan and Stardom hallways with a cowboy had and a terrible southern accent,” you replied in the same tone.

The two of you had a slight romantic endeavor back when you were still in Japan but one night had changed the entire dynamic between the two of you. What seemed like a small misunderstanding in Zack’s eyes was more than that in yours.

You had thought that you and Zack were exclusive, only seeing each other, when you made the unfortunate mistake to walk into his hotel room one night and saw him in the middle of a compromising position with another girl from the roster. You didn’t blame the poor girl, you knew that it was Zack idiotic fault for giving you his room number that night along with a key and the idea that the two of you were only seeing each other.

Zack had came up with a million and one excuses for his actions but you had told him that it was okay. You pretended like it didn’t really bother you however you knew that was farther than the truth. You came home from your Stardom tapings bawling your eyes out and although you tried to see an alternative side to Zack, all you could imagine was that night.

Whenever Stardom had any crossovers with New Japan, you made sure to steer clear from Zack which is where your second romantic fling fruition with Adam Page. With the two of you having slightly the same image, it was clear that the two of you got along and whispers in the NJPW hallways had confirmed to Zack that you were seeing the wretched cowboy. It didn’t last very long as both of your careers had skyrocketed after that but it still felt like salt in a open wound to Zack whenever it was mentioned or even when you would appear on screen with him in AEW.

“I was just wondering if you were going to the after party on Saturday night,” Zack asked. You knew that there was a Forbidden Door after party happening after the pay-per-view but you weren’t completely sure on attending it, “depends if Mayu decides to keep me alive or not,” you joked. Zack rolled his eyes, “as much as I hate having a bias, I know you’ll come out the winner.”

You rolled your eyes, a bit irritated that Zack was very blatantly flirting with you.

“Hey girl, you have promos to cut with TV in a few minutes,” Yuta said as he skipped by, leaving a jokingly long kiss on your cheek. You smacked him with a random scrap of paper that was laying on the floor, “I already finished it you moron,” you screamed back, “I’ll see you tonight though!”

Zack couldn’t help but gag at the interaction.

“You and Yuta?” Zack asked. You rolled your eyes for what felt like that the thousandth time, “absolutely not. That’s actually a running joke we have but I won’t spare you the details,” you replied. Zack seemed taken back, “what?” You asked, really not knowing what was wrong with him, “why won’t you spare me the details? Scared I’ll go after him or something?”

This time you couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Oh so it was okay for you to be fucking someone behind my back but it’s an issue when a friend gives me a friendly peck on the cheek?” You exclaimed, finally snapping. Zack couldn’t believe what he was hearing, “you’re still on that?” He asked. You gave him a dumbfounded look, not really in the head space to be dealing with him.

“Of course I am! it seems as though you’re finding it an issue every time I date someone. Don’t think I didn’t hear what you said when I was dating Adam and now you’re bitching at me for a small interaction with Yuta!” You screamed, “but this is the most ridiculous argument ever and I’m over it already. We haven’t been ‘together’ in literally five years and we’re arguing as if we broke up six months ago.”

Zack wanted to speak up but you had left the hallway, not really in the mood to have Zack seeing you cry.

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Saturday night rolled around and you felt like you were ready to vomit. You were getting encouraging messages from Mayu as she could sense that you were ready to projectile into any trash can you could find.

You had done all of your makeup and you were now just ready to get your match started. Your gear was eerily reminiscent to Julia’s when she had first started in AEW. You were wearing a cheerleading outfit but it was covered in blood and your boots had small slashes through the middle of them to signify cuts. It was hands down one of your favorite gears to date and you knew that the anger you were holding for Zack really sold the creepy, angry, and borderline psychotic persona you wanted to portray.

“You’re on in two minutes, you ready?” Kris asked. You had relied that happened between you and Zack to her last night and she cold tell you were still shaken up by it, “I am. I’m ready to put on the performance of a lifetime for myself and Mayu,” you replied. Kris smiled as you heard your theme going off through the speakers in the arena.

You grabbed your props and ran out to the screaming crowd. Mayu was waiting for you in the ring as you couldn’t help but noticed that most New Japan talent was sitting front and center to see the match. You felt this overcoming wave of anger when you saw Zack but you immediately pushed it down when you heard your friends and your fellow roster members in the crowd cheering for you.

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You had reached the 60 minute time limit as you and Mayu had exhausted each other out. You had blood covering your face as well as Mayu having blood running down her arms and legs. What was 60 minutes felt like just a few mere minutes to the two of you.

You could hear the crowd screaming to give the two of you five minutes but you knew the final match of the night had get started.

Mayu helped you up to your feet as you gave her the most vulnerable and understanding look you could give her and hugged her. The crowd now on their feet and clapping/screaming in support as there was a mix of AEW and Stardom chants going through the arena.

You opened the ropes for Mayu to get out as a sign of respect for her as the two of you helped each other to the back. The two of you almost immediately collapsed on the chairs and chugged down what felt like at least two gallons of water.

The cameras had asked for an interview as you gave them the green light to go ahead with the interview.

You saw Renee approaching you as you gave her a small exhausted wave and tried to look a bit more presentable.

“So, this had been the most anticipated match of the night and it is very clear that fans all want a second match in Japan. How do you feel about that? Going up against Mayu again but in her home territory?” Renee asked. You gave her a tired smile, “Mayu knows where to call me and when to do it. If Mayu or the fans want a rematch, I guess I’ll be seeing her at World Rendezvous in July.”

You heard the crowd screaming in excitement as Renee cut the cameras and gave you a congratulatory hug. You knew you had to go in the shower before the blood and sweat started to mix even more and started to gross you out. You limped your way back to the lockers and took a slightly concerning long shower as you basked in the steaming hot shower.

Once you finished up and realized that the event had finished, you realized that you were in a slightly better mood and figured there would be no harm in attending the after party. You got the location from Julia and made your way over to the venue where it was being hosted.

“And she’s alive!” Yuta screamed. You couldn’t help but laugh as he and Jon gave you what felt like the millionth hug of the night, “that was a nasty match. You gotta run one like that with me,” Britt said jokingly, “I really do love you Britt but I’m giving myself a six month vacation from a match like that and even if I wanted too, it looks like I made a promise to Mayu to give her a rematch at World Rendezvous in July,” you relied.

As all of you started to drink and get comfortable, you saw all of the New Japan and Stardom talent walk in. You ran over to Mayu and gave her another hug as cameras had pulled you for promotional photos. From the back of the room, you could feel eyes on you which you knew belonged to Zack and him only.

You knew you were going to have to face him before he went back to Japan and although you didn’t want to, you’d feel the unnecessary guilt build up over time.

You pulled yourself away from the scene as you sat in the back knowing Zack would follow you. You gave him a quick look before staring at the table, “you never lost that habit, did you?” He said trying to ease the tension. You shook your head, “listen, I wanted to apologize for the other night. It was ridiculous of me to start an argument over that and you were right, it’s been nearly five years,” he said. You couldn’t help but agree, “but there is a reason for that.”

“Which is?”

“I always imagined me with you. I know that you work here and I still work in Japan but I haven’t been able to stop myself from finding someone else when all I try to do is see you in them. It’s ridiculous, I know, but you have realize that it’ll always be you even if we are thousands of kilometers away from each other,” Zack said in a singular breath.

You were shocked to say the least. You knew whatever you had with Zack was still there but you didn’t think he still liked you the way you did with him.

“It’s miles by the way,” you replied jokingly. Zack gave you a quick look of disbelief as you continued, “I guess I have to stay the same thing. You know it’s always been you. There’s a reason why my relationships never lasted and I guess it’s because I always hoped that we’d find our way back to each other.”

Zack reached over the table to grab your hand, “so where do we go from here?” He asked. You bent over the table and pressed your lips to his. He immediately moved it aside as he plopped you on his lap to deepen the kiss. Your hands ran over his blond hair, surprisingly softer than what you had imagined, “well, I do now have business in Japan as I owe a rematch to Mayu,” you replied.

He nodded in relief as you played with his hair in comfort like you used too.

“And I’ll take to Tony to see if there’s anyway I could start splitting time between AEW and Stadom but you have to promise me you’ll meet me halfway here. I can’t always compromise my career with AEW to see you,” you said on a serious note. Zack nodded in agreement, “well, I have contract negotiations with New Japan coming up so I’ll make sure I get more vacationing weeks added onto my contract,” he added on.

You smiled as you felt Zack pull you in for another kiss. From the distance you heard hear Kris and Yuta’s childish “ooooo’s” but you weren’t too worried about that since Zack had made his way from your lips to your neck.

“My room, twenty minutes,” you said giving him one final kiss on the lips before running over to the bar to close your tab, “if you’re late, you’ll be the one paying for room service tomorrow morning.”

[mystic-story-lover]

~ Surprise ~

Clark Connors x Unnamed Female!Reader

Word Count: 1,269

Warnings: 18+, Swearing, Oral (F receiving), Fingering, Orgasm (F),

Type: Smut

Summary: Clark receives a special gift for Christmas

A/N: If you squint, you can catch little glimpses of fluffy stuff 

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“Shit, I remember that.” Clark laughed; she only rolled her eyes before standing from her spot on the bed. 

He’d been on the phone with Dan for the past forty-five minutes, and she was beginning to become frustrated. Before his phone rang, the couple were starting an intimate moment, but it fell apart as quickly as it started. It wasn’t that she was mad per se, but after a week of him teasing her, all she wanted was to get him alone. 

“As if man,” his laughter carried itself into the bathroom, where she decided to change into the Christmas gift that she’d ordered a few days prior. “You know that would--” His words trailing off as she stood in the open doorway. 

“Having a good call?” Her voice soft; his eyes trained on the pink lingerie set she’d put on. 

“I’ve got to go.” Without giving Dan a reason behind his sudden change in demeanor, Clark pulled the phone from his ear and pressed the red “end call” button. “Fuck, sweetheart, what’s all this?” He asked, standing from their bed, dropping his phone in the process. 

“Well, it was supposed to be your Christmas gift.”  

“Supposed to be?” He smirked, one of his cocky ones that drove her wild. 

“I may have gotten a tad impatient waiting on you to end your phone call.” She giggled as he stalked his way towards her. “So, are you going to unwrap your gift, or should I change?”  

Clark growled, stopping in his tracks as he reached her. “Oh sweetheart, I’m not only going to unwrap it, but I’m going to fucking ruin it.” She gasped, and he began to circle her, eyeing her as if she were his prey. “I’ve got to say, you look fucking stunning in that shade of pink.” He groaned, stepping closer to her. His arms slid around her waist from behind. 

“I wanted to match your gear as best as I could.” She sighed as his hands began to rub her hips. “It was not an easy task.” A giggle left her lips when Clark kissed her cheek, clearly showing his appreciation.   

“Is that why Gabe asked if I knew the exact shade of my gear?” He teased. 

“He wasn’t supposed to ask.” 

“I think, and just hear me out, I should show you just how much I love the gift.” She could feel his lips turn into a smirk against her ear.  

“Please,” she wanted it, him.  

“Yeah, you want that?” Another teasing question, and she groaned. “Get on the bed baby.” His tone demanding, sending shivers down her spine. He released her waist, watching her go.  

When she reached the bed, she turned, allowing herself to sit on the edge of it. Her left hand rose, and she used her index finger to make a ‘come here’ motion, to which Clark followed. He stopped, again, as he reached her. Using her other hand, she reached for his shirt, bunching it, and bringing him to her level. He’d known what she wanted, granted it being obvious, and he gave in, placing a passionate kiss on her lips. It was gentle, but she knew that it was only temporary. 

“Lay back, baby.” Clark whispered, and she did exactly as he said. “Fucking look at you, all spread out for me.”  

She whimpered. “Please, Clark. I need you.” His eyes found hers, a mischievous smirk resting on his lips. 

That smirk, the one she knew so well, meant nothing but trouble. He planned to take his time, teasing her, making her plead for his hands on her body, and he was going to do exactly that.  

“I’m right here baby.” His words only caused her to huff out a breath of air. “Isn’t that what you wanted?” 

It wasn’t, and he knew that. 

Slowly, Clark pulled himself onto their bed, his hands reaching for her calves. A whine came from her as he used his fingertips to trail a path up her legs, leading to the place she wanted him most. Carefully, his fingers slid into the waistband of her underwear, pulling them down slightly; she lifted her hips, allowing him to pull them off with ease. Once they were off, Clark began to place kisses on her thigh. Soft mewls of pleasure came from her throat, only egging him on in his agonizingly slow teasing.  

And then he moved his lips to her other thigh, inching to her wet core again. She used her right hand to slide her fingers into his hair, trying to urge him closer, only causing him to stop in his tracks. A groan of annoyance came from her. 

“Should I get my belt to keep those hands preoccupied?” She shook her head. 

He didn’t say anything else, only blowing air against her folds, making her gasp. Clark placed his rough hands on her thighs, spreading them an inch further before he delved in. He stroked his tongue against her slit, stopping just before her clit.  

“Clark...” she panted. He moaned against her, the vibrations making her moan. She’d expected him to further his teasing, so it came to no surprise when he pulled his tongue away. “You weren’t supposed to stop.”  

“I’m only enjoying my gift.” He laughed in his throat, only causing her to become more frustrated. 

“I can still take this gift away.” The threat was empty, both knew that. 

“Suppose you do that; how do you plan on getting what you’re looking for?” 

“I swear, you are the worst.” He laughed again, but the smile on her face didn’t go unnoticed. 

Lowering his head, Clark swiped his tongue against her folds again, this time sliding up to her clit. When he sucked on her clit, her fingers threaded through his hair again, this time tugging in pleasure. He removed his right hand from her thigh, bringing it underneath, giving him access to push two fingers fully inside her.  

“Oh...” she moaned, bucking her hips against his tongue as it continued to swirl through her aching core. He brought his free hand to her hips, holding them down against the mattress. 

“Fucckk!” She cried out, her body still reeling from the pleasure she was receiving. “Oh, fuck right there!” Clark moaned for a second time as he curled his fingers, the final straw, to push her over the edge. Helping her ride out her high, Clark continued to flick his tongue, until he was certain she was ready for more.  

“I ever tell you that I love how you sound each time you come for me?” He asked, pressing a kiss to her hip before sitting up.  

She laughed, joyfully, and watched as he removed his hand off her hips. Placing one hand on either side of her body, Clark dragged himself up, leaning down to kiss her. This time, it was quick, sloppy even; all he wanted was to feel his mouth on hers. 

“Mmm,” he sighed against her lips. He was the first to pull away, using the opportunity to look at her. It didn’t matter if they’d just had sex, or if she’d just woken up, she’d always been perfect in his eyes. “I love you.” He whispered. 

“I love you too.” 

“Good, I’m glad you do. But for the sake of what we’re doing, don’t mind me if I’m not quite a gentleman anymore.” He joked, causing her to laugh. 

She watched as he pulled himself off the bed, and as he removed the clothes he’d been wearing. It didn’t take long before he did unwrap the rest of his present. Best idea ever. 

[kcloveswrestling]

Hikuleo x Reader

warnings: kinda fluffy kinda angsty

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Hikuleo stood alone in the dimly lit corridor backstage, his massive frame towering over the other wrestlers. He had always been a force to be reckoned with in the world of New Japan Pro Wrestling, but tonight, he couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that had been haunting him for a while.

He had seen his fellow wrestlers find love and happiness, forming deep connections with others, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. The angsty torment of longing for something he had never experienced gnawed at his heart.

As he stood there, lost in his thoughts, a voice broke through the darkness. "Hikuleo? Are you okay?"

He turned to see a familiar face, Y/N, a fellow wrestler who had been his friend for years. She was known for her kindness and her ability to brighten the darkest of days.

Hikuleo managed a faint smile. "Yeah, just lost in thought, Y/N."

Y/N stepped closer, concern evident in her eyes. "You don't have to go through this alone, Hikuleo. If something's bothering you, you can talk to me."

Hikuleo hesitated for a moment, his angsty feelings laid bare. "I just... I've seen so many people find love and happiness, and I wonder if I'll ever experience that."

Y/N reached out and gently placed a hand on his massive arm. "Love has a funny way of finding us when we least expect it, Hikuleo. You're an incredible person, and you deserve to be happy."

Hikuleo's heart skipped a beat at her comforting words. "Y/N, you're always so kind and supportive. I appreciate that more than you know."

As they continued to talk, Hikuleo felt a glimmer of hope, a sense that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't as alone as he had thought. Y/N's presence was a soothing balm to his angsty soul, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for her friendship.

Days turned into weeks, and their bond deepened. They continued to confide in each other, sharing their hopes, dreams, and fears. Hikuleo's angsty longing for love had not vanished, but it had become more bearable with Y/N by his side.

One evening, after a grueling match, Hikuleo found Y/N waiting for him backstage. She had a gentle smile on her face, and she took a step closer, her eyes filled with warmth.

"Hikuleo, I have something to tell you," she began, her voice soft and filled with vulnerability.

Hikuleo's heart raced. "What is it, Y/N?"

Y/N took a deep breath. "I've been feeling something too, and I think it's time to admit it. Hikuleo, I... I care about you more than just a friend."

Hikuleo's eyes widened, his heart pounding. "Y/N, I feel the same way. I've been longing for something more, and I think I've found it in you."

Their admission of feelings filled the corridor with a sense of hope and warmth. The angsty longing they had both experienced had brought them closer together, and now, they were ready to explore the possibility of a deeper connection.

Hikuleo and Y/N's love story was a blend of angsty moments and sweet, fluffy encounters. They had found solace in each other's company, and their bond had evolved into a love that was worth the wait. As they walked away from the dimly lit corridor, their fingers intertwined, they were ready to face the future together, no longer alone in their angsty feelings but wrapped in the warmth of each other's love.

[grayson-baller]

You Got My Head Spinning -- El Phantasmo

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note: this is a repost due to issues with the tagging system again

warnings: smut--18+ dom/sub, daddy kink (honorific) humping, dry sex, praise, female orgasm

word count: 1659

pairing: fem!reader & El Phantasmo

Summary: Before he devours you, he has to warm you up first.

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He could feel your panted breaths against his lips, your plump lips parted slightly. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him into you. After dinner, he didn’t bother with clean-up. The dishes sat forgotten in the sink, and you were propped up on the island countertop. He ran his thumb over your bottom lip, getting lost in your eyes once more. It had been a handful of years, but simple kisses still got out of hand. Each kiss was charged with a sense of urgency, lust laced in with each brush of your lips. Not that he ever expected to grow tired of you—he’d never stop wanting you. He’d never stop needing you.

Your hands clutched his shoulders, painted nails digging into his skin. He sat there the night before, scrolling on his phone as you painted your nails, humming along to a song that was playing over the Bluetooth speaker. He was sure tomorrow he’d have half-moon indents sprinkled over his skin. Not that he complained.  He wore those little markings with pride, knowing that they were little reminders that he belonged to his sweet Sunshine.

You whimpered, and he knew what you wanted—him closer. Your thighs squeezed against his body, heels of your feet pressed against his ass as you tried pulling him in. No layers, not an inch between the two of you. That’s what you wanted—what you needed. He knew that. He knew you always felt better with him tucked up inside of you. Snug and warm, filling you to the brim each and every time. Fuck, you weren’t alone on that. He always better when he was tucked inside of you too.

Your tongue darted out of your mouth, quickly running over your bottom lip. “You’re hard.” You whimpered against his mouth; breath hot against his skin. You looked so beautiful, eyes wide and full of lust, chest heaving with heavy breaths. You were already gone, and he hadn’t fucked you yet. You rubbed yourself against his thickness to try and emphasize your point. His cute little sunshine, so beautiful and so good for him. His best girl—no, his favorite girl. Favorite person, really. Nobody compared to you. Nobody ever could. He fell for you hard and fast, before he realized what was happening.

He never believed he was cut out to love anyone—or anyone could ever love him. It was lonely, but nameless hook-ups warmed the other side of his bed. It was enough, or so he thought. You changed everything for him. You proved him wrong. He was cut out for love. Not only could he easily love you, but you also loved him in return. Being loved by you was the best damn thing in his life. His gorgeous sunshine, with the huge heart, fell in love with him—the goofball. The one that tried, but came up short too many times. He’d never understand how it happened, but he knew better than to question it.

He nipped at your bottom lip, listening to the low whine that left you at his actions. “Mmm, I am.” He chuckled, teasing you with another light nip. Your fingertips dug in deeper, the brief flash of pain hitting his shoulders. His hand fell to your ass, tugging you all the way to him. Your startled little yelp turned into a moan, your sundress riding up as your lace panties pressed against his clothed bulge. “Feel that, sunshine? Do you feel how hard I get just from kissing you?” Your strangled moan was a good enough answer for him,

His fingers squeezed the plump flesh of your ass, getting a feeling of the globes he constantly liked to touch. “It’s your fault, you know? All those little moans spilling from that pretty mouth, the way you whimper and your eyes flutter when I grind into you.” To prove his point, his hips bucked forward, hardness pressing against you. “Yeah,” he chuckled as your eyes fluttered close. “Just like that, baby. Not to mention the heat of your perfect pussy against me.” He listened to the sound of your whimpers as he rocked his erection into you once more. “Just look at you, Sunshine.”  He groaned at the sensation of you rubbing yourself against him with a bit more fervor. “So damn pretty, aren’t you? Fuck, how did I get so lucky to have such a perfect little slut, hmm? So damn good for me too.”

Your hitched breaths let him know each time your clit was stimulated. How did it get better then this? His needy little sunshine was grinding up against him, looking helpless and completely out of her mind. He was weak for you, weak to deny you what you wanted. He gave in every time, wanting to spoil his perfect girl.

“Look at you, needy little thing, humping me like this.” He taunted, fingers lifting your chin as he brushed his lips against yours. “Did I not give it to you good enough this morning?”

You shook your head, eyes locking with his. “No, no. I just need more.” You whimpered, eyes wide with visible desperation. “Need it again. Please, daddy.”

Fuck. How could he ever deny a request as pretty as that? He was helpless around his sunshine, she held him in the palm of her pretty little hand.

“Yeah?” He taunted, kissing you once more. He bucked his hips against you once more, relishing in the sounds that spilled from your lips. Just from the feeling, he knew how soaked you were for him. Your soaked panties were making a mess of his jeans. “Now, I though you were sore, sunshine? Thought you couldn’t take anymore?Isn’t that what you told me this morning while I was trying to eat my breakfast?” They woke up this morning, and instantly he found his head between your perfect thighs, devouring you. The taste of your sweet pussy was a better wake-up call then coffee. After a handful of orgasms though, you had pushed his head away.

Your brows furrowed as your lips turned downwards in a pout. “I was. Still am. I just… I need it. I need you.” You whimpered, rubbing against him once more. He chuckled, grabbing another handful of your ass, pulling you in even more as he rocked his hips against yours, helping you. “I’m… I’m going to come. Please. Please, daddy.”You whimpered, desperate eyes locking back with his as your bottom lip stuck out slightly. “Can I?”

You always begged so prettily for him. Asked so nicely that he found it hard to say no, not that he was planning on denying you here. The thought of you coming while humping his leg was enough to leave his cock dripping, desperate for his own release. Not until you got off though, maybe even twice.

He grinned, running the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip before slipping it in your mouth, groaning when you started to suck on it. “Fuck, that’s hot as hell, sunshine. So damn good.” He pulled his thumb from your mouth, watching the small trail of drool drip down. “Be my pretty little slut and make a mess all over those pretty panties of yours, and then I’ll fuck you over the counter for being a good girl.”

You franticly nodded, the promise enough to encourage you. He grabbed your hips, fingers digging into your skin as he helped you move. He watched your head fall back against your shoulders, your pussy grounding against his cock. Low grunts left his mouth as he loved every bit of friction. Each nudge of your swollen, sensitive clit against the head of his cock through the fabric made you whimper. The sound was music to his ears.

“Look at you, baby.” He whispered, lightly brushing his lips against yours in a sweet kiss. His fingers dug deeper into your skin, knowing it’d likely leave little bruises peppered into your skin. “You’re doing so damn good. Fuck, I love you. You’re my pretty girl, looking so fucking gorgeous when you are a wreck for me. Fuck. Got me all twisted inside, sunshine. My perfect girl. You’re always so good for me, aren’t you, baby. So damn sweet for me, to me. Go on, I know you’re close. Come just for me, so I can fuck you the way you deserve.”

A choked moan of his name reverbed around the kitchen, your thighs trembling as you succumbed to the orgasm. Heat rushing through you, sparking lighting up your body. His hips didn’t stop as he worked you through it, stroking your hair gently as you started to come down off your high. He watched your face, taking in the sight of your pleasure. Fuck. It was a beautiful sight. One he loved seeing over and over again. You looked up at him, eyes wide, slack jaw, sweat on your brow, and puffy lips. The most beautiful signs of raw pleasure.

“There we go, sunshine. That’s my good girl.” He praised you, and you whimpered at his words. He knew how much you loved the reminder of being his good girl, how much you loved when he praised you. He could feel you throbbing against him, and he grinned. You really were perfect for him. “Needed to warm you up first so you could be nice and wet for me, baby.” A hot kiss was placed against your lips, no regard for mess as wet lips sucked each other. He felt you slack in his arms, leaning against him for support. “Prettiest little thing when you come for me, aren’t you, baby girl?”  He ran his thumb over your bottom lip, relishing the sight of your joined saliva as he spread it around your mouth, down your chin. Seeing you a mess for him was the best thing.

“But, I think it’s time for you to turn around and bend over.”

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Past Tense » Will Ospreay ⁰¹

plot: reader is kenny omegas adopted sister and one of the best professional wrestlers in the world just like him, and has a past with an enemy of his, will ospreay. she gets pulled into their fued, which only motivates kenny even more to return to japan

trope: ex lovers to enemies to lovers

pairings: adopted sister reader! of kenny omega x will ospreay / reader x platonic sibling! kenny omega

warnings: honestly just angst and foul language a/n: i rlly wanted to add a sibling reader to their fued bc i loved it sm 😔 her in ring last name won't be omega, it's just gonna be kingley bc i like that last name as a wrestler one sksjks 🤭 this will have two - three parts! ITALICS ARE JAPANESE!!

"It's not a big deal. It's not my first dynamite appearance," Y/N shrugged. The young bucks were obviously making it a huge deal what Y/N flew out from Japan to make a Dynamite appearance. "But, you never technically wrestled on Dynamite before and you're kicking off the show," Matt said, personally very excited to see the crowd's reaction to Y/N.

"I've been on dynamite multiple times to set up paper view matches, so it really isn't a big deal," Y/N said, pulling on her wrestling boots. "Exactly! But you never wrestled on dynamite and the media doesn't know you're here, so it's an even bigger deal," Nick added in Matt's defense. "Whatever you say boys," she chuckled.

Kenny glanced up seeing the Bucks looking at him with raised brows. "What?" He mouthed to them. "Did you tell her?" They whispered, but she heard them. "Tell me what?" Y/N asked, looking at Kenny.

Kenny pursed his lips, wishing he wasn't put in this position. "Uhh, well, I forgot to mention that Ospreay is supposed to be here tonight."

Y/N smile dropped hearing the name, she sighed and ran a hand over her mouth. "You know what? No, I'm gonna let that piece of shit ruin my day. I'm supposed to have a good match and spend some time with my brother. He's not ruining that." Y/N laced up her boots, not seeing the genuinely surprised expressions on the boys faces.

"Cool, yeah couldn't agree more." Kenny said, shooting expecting looks to the Bucks. "Yeah, agreed," the both said simultaneously.

"Fantastic. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go catch up with my friend." Y/N hugged Kenny before heading out the door.

Y/N walked down the halls, a sleeveless Kenny Omega hoodie on with the hood over her head. She looked down at her phone seeing the text Jamie sent her, telling her which locker room she was in. Not paying attention, she bumped into someone. "Shit, sorry. I should've payed attention," Y/N apologized before moving past the guy, she didn't bother look at.

"Y/N?" Anddd...she froze. "Why does the world hate me?" She muttered to herself in exasperation. Slowly, she turned around, unfortunately looking into Will's eyes. "They said you weren't gonna be here," he said, genuinely surprised at her presence. He had specifically made it clear he wouldn't show up if Y/N was gonna be in the arena. It sounded childish yeah but the last thing he needed to deal with was the teasing from his friends about her.

"Well it last minute, didn't know you were gonna be here either 'til a few minutes ago." Y/N turned her attention away from him and onto the two men beside him. She used to be pretty close with Kyle Fletcher. Now, they didn't talk as much. "Kyle, Mark, hi boys," she smiled politely at them. Kyle and Mark both greeted her back with a smile.

"Alright well, you both have a good night. Bye." She didn't even give Will an ounce of acknowledgement before leaving.

Kyle couldn't help but snicker, looking to an incredulous Will. "Oh, she absolutely hates you man. I thought you two talked it out already," he said, recalling when Will had said he was heading to Y/N's locker room at NJPW Strong. "I tried to but as per usual, she was being stubborn," Will replied as he began to continue walking. "Technically, she has every reason to be stubborn," Mark added in Y/N's defense.

"Can we not talk about my ex, please? Thanks."

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Y/N did a few push-ups, waiting for them to hit her music. Kenny, the Young Bucks and Brandon all stood near her, prepared to walk out with her. They originally weren't but the Bucks wanted to film her match for BTE. She stood up just as they played her music which was "Be Quiet and Drive" by Deftones. The crowd stood up abruptly, recognizing the champions music and they were loud. "Holy shit they're loud," Matt followed the woman up the stairs.

Y/N walked through the tunnel, a grin slapped across her face as looked around at the crowd. "Introducing the World of Stardom Champion, Y/N Kingley!" Y/N pulled up her hoodie to show her two championships. One of them was obviously the World of Stardom Championship. The second one was the SWA World Championship.

Y/N pulled both titles off and raised them as her pyro hit. She handed them to Kenny as she made her way down the ramp, the boys following close behind her. Kenny held them on his shoulders, pretending to be her, he did her signature pose. Y/N stepped into the ring, taking a mic from the official.

Her music shut off and she gestured the audience to quiet down, in which they did. "Weren't expecting me, were you?" She spoke, the crowd cheering, missing the woman on AEW television. "Man, it's been a minute since I've been here. You all have Kenny Omega to thank for that. He's very convincing." Y/N chuckled when they started a "THANK YOU KENNY" chant.

"But, I won't lie to you all, I definitely wouldn't have showed up if I knew Will Ospreay was going to be here." The fans all shared a laugh at her dig at the United Empire leader. "He's probably throwin' a little tantrum backstage about this as we speak. Don't worry, William, they'll forget about this all in a day," she winked at the hard cam, tuning out the loud cheers and laughs from the AEW audience.

Y/N ran a hand down her hair, waiting for the crowd to quiet down some more. "Now, I was originally supposed to do an open challenge for my World of Stardom Championship at All Out. But, unfortunately I won't be able to make it. So, I figured, since I flew out here, I might as well do an open challenge anyways," Y/N announced.

Before she could even get out another full word, she was interrupted by the music of the Jericho Appreciation Society's Anna Jay. Y/N boredly turned to see Anna Jay (A.S.) walk out with Tay Melo and Sammy Guevara. "Shut her music off," Y/N ordered and they did as told.

They all backed up as the three entered the ring. "This is all AEW has to offer? Honestly, I really hoping for Jamie Hayter or maybe even Toni Storm. But, I guess you'll do. This should be quick work boys, so you can wait." Y/N smiled but it quickly fell when Anna snatched the microphone from her hands. "I know you're used to getting whatever you want, but that's not gonna work as long as the Jericho Appreciation Society's around. And when I beat you, and take your championship, not only will J.A.S. run AEW, but I'm gonna make you bow down to me when we takeover Stardom," the blonde said.

Y/N smiled, not at all fazed by her, she leaned forward so her mouth was next to the mic Anna held, "I'm don't bow down to nobody."

"Guess I'll have to make you then," Anna smirked. She immediately shoved Y/N down and before anyone could react, she slapped Kenny across the face. His head turned from the impact and he went to take a step forward but Sammy Guevara got in front of Anna. Matt and Nick helped up Y/N and she shoved Sammy to the side, immediately tackling Anna as the crowd erupted into loud cheers.

That started it.

Kenny lunged at Sammy, hitting him a few times so he dropped to his knees. Tay Melo dragged Anna out of the ring to safety. Y/N stood up and she, Kenny and the Bucks all delivered a super kick on Sammy Guevara. Before they could do anything else, Tay and Anna both dragged him out. Y/N picked up the mic, her adrenaline already on, "No, no, no, you don't get to just come out here, interrupt me and attack my brother without any consequences. Get your ass back in the ring before I drag you in!"

The crowd cheered as Y/N pulled off her hoodie and tossed it to Kenny who had picked up her two belts that he dropped when he attacked Sammy. Anna waited for the Elite to exit the ring before she hesitantly stepped inside. "Ring the fuckin' bell," Y/N tossed the mic outside. The minute the bell rang, they went at each other with full force.

It was about fifteen minutes into the match, they were nearing the end, already gotten so many chants during the match. Y/N and Anna were both on their stomachs, trying to muster up any remaining strength to get up after Y/N already performed the 'You can't escape'. They seemed to have pretty good chemistry for having never faced each other before.

Y/N got up and pulled up Anna, hitting her with a V-Trigger. She lifted Anna above her shoulders, even though she was near the ropes she still successfully performed the One-Winged-Angel. "A tribute to her brother Kenny Omega with the One-Winged-Angel! She's got to win!"

Just as she was about to pin Anna for the win, Sammy Guevara put her foot on the rope, forcing the ref to break the pin. "And Sammy with the save for Anna! That little punk! Kingley had the win right there."

Y/N huffed and slid out of the ring, she shoved Sammy harshly as he held his hands up in surrender. "Looks like Y/N isn't too happy with Sammy's interference in her match." Sammy backed up, "Woah, woah woah! Calm down!" Kenny grabbed his arm and turned him around, straight into two superkicks courtesy of the Bucks. Meanwhile, Cutler chuckled as he continued filming.

Y/N gave a warning look to Tay before sliding back into the ring. Anna quickly tried to roll up Y/N but she kicked out, standing up and hitting Anna with a superkick. Tay Melo jumped up onto the ring apron when Y/N jumped to the top rope for her finisher, causing Y/N to fall off on her back. Anna quickly rolled Y/N up and Tay put Anna's feet on the bottom rope for more force. Though Kenny quickly ran over to push her feet off, saving Y/N from losing. "And Omega with the save for his sister!"

Tay gaped in shock and grabbed Kenny's arm with both hands, turning him around forcefully. She raised her hand to slap him but, unfortunately for her she was forced back around but Ruby Soho, who she was currently fueding with. "It's Ruby Soho! Shes beatin' the crap outta Tay Melo!" Ruby delivered her finisher 'Destination Unknown', and when Sammy went to help his wife, Ortiz ran down the ramp and chased him into the crowd. If anyone was keeping up with their fued, they would know, Ruby Soho and Ortiz were set to Tay and Sammy for the AAA Mixed Tag Team Championships at All Out.

All while this was going on, Y/N had hit Anna with a superkick. She jumped onto the top rope and did the usual backflip into a DDT just as Anna stood up to take it. "And Kingley with a Royal Deathdrop!" One...two...three! She won, and retained her belts. "Y/N Kingley retains!"

"And still, your World of Stardom Champion, Y/N Kingley!"

Kenny stepped in the ring and handed her the Stardom belt but still held onto the SWA belt. Y/N chuckled as the Bucks lifted her onto their shoulders, she raised the belt, representing Stardom proudly.

Kyle Fletcher glanced at his friend, Will's eyes focused intently on the television in front of them. He hadn't taken his eyes off the TV the minute Y/N walked out, looking as beautiful as ever. He was a little upset at her diss towards him but figured she had probably just dissed him because of his current fued with Kenny. At least that's what he was trying to tell himself.

"Dude, you gotta stop actin' so desperate. You're never gonna get her back with that attitude," Kyle said, patting Will's shoulder.

Will sighed, "I'm not acting desperate bruv. I am desperate. I want her back."

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"Ow. Careful," Y/N winced as Kenny unwrapped the plastic that kept the ice attached to her shoulder. "You know, I'm probably the last person to tell you this, but you really gotta take it easy. You shouldn't be wrestling and traveling this much. You need a break," Kenny said. Y/N wished she could roll her eyes but what he said was true. She was overworking herself more than needed. She had just wrestled before her flight to AEW and that was just even more unnecessary pain on her body.

"I'll keep that in mind," Y/N mumbled in reply. Kenny sat down next to her, both of them watching the current main event going on. It was Aussie Open & Will Ospreay of United Empire vs PAC & The Lucha Brothers of the Death Triangle to advance in the AEW Trios tournament. Whoever won this match would be facing The Elite next week on Dynamite. "Aussie Open's lookin pretty good. They've improved," Kenny commented.

"Speaking of, why didn't you tell me he was gonna be here tonight?" Y/N questioned after a few moments of silence. "I thought you weren't mad," Kenny glanced at his sister and back to the TV. "Oh I'm not. I'm just wondering why you would keep that from me. Of course, assuming TK came to you first about it." Y/N looked back at the TV, waiting for Kenny's response.

"Come on, Y/N, we both know if I told you he was gonna be here, you wouldn't have shown up. And I didn't want you to look bad if you had backed out on your promise," he explained and she smiled slightly. Kenny always went out of his way to protect Y/N and her image. He was in the business a few years earlier than her but made it seem like it was a decade. Even if she didn't want any help, he always provided it anyways. She was grateful for him and his help anyways.

"You know, you don't always need to worry about me. I can handle myself. I know what I'm doin'," she assured. Kenny raised a brow, "I'm your brother. I'm always gonna worry about you whether you need it or not. Besides, you really gotta just forget about this guy. Just pretend like he doesn't exist," Kenny advised.

"I'll take that to mind." Y/N and Kenny both turned their heads back to the monitor just as Will Ospreay jumped to the top rope and performed Y/N's finisher move on PAC. Will grinned and instead of attempting a pin on his opponent, he stood up and did Y/N's taunt. The crowd cheered in response, leaving Y/N's mouth agape. "That fuckin' prick," she muttered.

"I mean, technically you took a dig at him first," Kenny mumbled, Y/N glaring at him in reply.

About ten minutes later they were all gathered near the entrance way, ready to walk out after United Empire gained the win, advancing in the tournament. Kenny's music hit and he walked out, getting a huge pop from the crowd as per usual. Y/N followed behind him, her titles still strapped about her waist but she had changed into a long tight black dress with two slits near the legs and heels for dinner after the show.

Y/N rolled her eyes watching Will gesturing for them to come in the ring. Kenny walked down the ramp, neither the Bucks or Y/N attempting to stop him but Don Callis did. His first attempt, Kenny just shrugged him off, but as he got closer Don had to grab Kenny's waist to pull him back as a ref put his hands out as well. Meanwhile, Will just taunted Kenny, daring him to step in the ring.

Y/N then grabbed Kenny's shoulder and pulled him back with a small laugh. They backed up on the ramp and Y/N looked at the camera man who signaled to her that the show was now off air. "We're off air now," she told Kenny and he nodded, gesturing for someone to hand him a mic. "Now that we're off the air, I wanna thank everyone for coming down tonight," Kenny spoke into the mic.

"And please, give our friends and my lovely sister from New Japan, a wonderful AEW welcome." Y/N smiled and put an arm around her brother as Aussie Open raised their arms, getting more cheers and appreciation from the AEW crowd.

"Now I'm gonna do something very special that perhaps I shouldn't. Don't make me regret it, and because you guys are the guests and you guys won the main event, give these people a piece of your minds. Tell these people how you feel. Thank these people for giving us their time tonight. Now that you guys are in the big leagues, thats just one of your daily duties. Think you can handle the responsibility, Will? Hopefully you can handle it a little better than uh, filling my shoes in New Japan," Kenny walked down the ramp with Y/N and set the mic on the ring apron.

Kenny headed back up the ramp, Y/N tried to stay there, staring down Will until Kenny took her hand and gently pulled her back on the ramp with him. Will leaned down and picked up the microphone, his eyes on Y/N's before turning around.

"Mate, I didn't know the cleaner was a puss." The crowd cheered as Y/N and Kenny rolled their eyes, knowing he was gonna say some shit like that. "Bruv, filling your shoes? The way I see things, is the short time I've been in New Japan, I've done everything you've done and more you fragile little bitch." Y/N glanced at her brother who didn't seem to be affected by Will's little insults. Sure, she had worse things said to her in rivalries but those weren't even against actual people who disliked her. If it was Will who said those things to her, she would've jumped him already.

"Mate, Kenny Omega was wearing a damn t-shirt when he came back. What's the matter bruv? Hidin' that little belly of yours? Are the abs gone brother? Is that what it is? Your little sister there came back from a broken neck and even she didn't look half a bad," Will said, the crowd getting louder when he mentioned Y/N. This didn't sit well with neither sibling but it wasn't the first time she was thrown into their arguments.

"Look at you bruv, covered in tape. I just did a G1, went to the final, another five stars bruv," the blonde brit gloated, getting another eye roll from Y/N. Please, five stars was nothing for her nor Kenny. Every match she had was five star material but she wasn't out here gloating about it like a cocky prick. "Bruv, bruv, while I've been working," as he spoke, Don couldn't stop Kenny from heading down the ramp again, Y/N following her brother incase one of them decided to swing. Knowing Will, he could get pissed easy.

"While I've been working, you've been sitting down and getting the Young Bucks to wipe your ass for you brother." Kenny had to crack a laugh, sarcastic or not, what he said was kinda funny. "Face it, face it, you've guys have built a wonderful empire here but it wouldn't be as good because you're inviting me to come over here mate. Money where your mouth is. Next week, United Empire versus The Elite." Y/N leaned forward on the apron and Will leaned down, looking into her eyes, he dropped the mic into her hand and backed up.

Y/N backed up and handed the mic to Kenny. "Hey uh Will, since we're gonna play a little bit of hardball, and since there's absolutely no way anyone's gonna see or hear any of this. You wanna talk about doing everything that I've done except doing more of it and sooner. Well, that could be true except the only difference is, I did it in front of full sold out crowd's and you did G1 Final in front of what, three thousand people?"

"After the hardships that I face to give people like you an opportunity Will, you would think that maybe, you'd be able to do a little more with it." Kenny said, looking directly at Will who was sitting criss cross in the ring, leaning forward on the bottom rope. Will just laughed, "And one man's opinion, doesn't really mean much to me, Will, because none of these people know any of your matches, none of these people even know you." Will moved under the rope so he was now on the ring apron, seemingly pressed by Kenny's comments.

"And you wanna bring up my sister all the time but she doesn't even show up here more than twice a year and she got the biggest pop of the entire night. I didn't even have to introduce her." Y/N smirked at Kenny's defense of her and the crowd cheered.

"I introduce them to you," Y/N and the Bucks pulled Kenny back to prevent any fighting between the two men, "yeah, a lot like I introduced you to the Heavyweight scene in New Japan. I never got one thank you from you, Will, not even one, and here you are talking a whole lot of shit in front of all these people." Kenny laughed, backing up as Will hopped down from the apron, seemingly mad and Kyle and Mark had to hold him back.

Kenny continued, "thinking you're a real tough guy, huh, because you wrestled five matches in five days on a couple of indies and a couple of lower card New Japan guys, and yeah you lost to Okada, big deal, I've lost to Okada too, but I've also beaten Okada in the biggest stage of them all, something you can never do Will. And guess what, that match that I'm talking about Will, that's the one everyone calls the best one of all time. Something that nobody says about your matches. In fact, no one can even remember your matches, Will."

Kenny backed up with an evil like laugh when Will tried to move at him but Kyle and Mark held him back again, more seriously. "Look at this child," Kenny mocked, putting a hand on his sister's shoulder. "You see, Will. I gave you the impossible task of filling my shoes, but maybe I shouldn't have given you a pair of shoes when you still haven't grown out of your diapers," Kenny stated and the audience laughed.

"But hey, Will, I appreciate I appreciate you man, no heat, zero," Y/N chuckled, not sure what else Kenny could've done to troll Will even more. Kenny set the mic down and his music played but then he walked back to the mic and picked it up, "No, I'm not gonna forget it a second time. I am not gonna forget it a second time," Kenny headed up the ramp, pointing at Nick, "you were supposed to remind me."

Y/N snickered and turned around, looking back at the crowd from the top of the ramp, "I am sorry everyone, since Will doesn't have one of these, I gotta do it myself. I must bid each and everyone of you adieu, so until next time, and next time it's gonna be next week and boy it's gonna be a busy week because not only are we going to win the semis but we're taking this whole thing home mother father. Goodbye Little Willy and Aussie Open, muah!... and good night....bang!"

Kenny set down the mic and put his arm around Y/N, having her take off her main title belt, he raised her arm and pointed to her. Making sure the crowd showed their appreciation for her special appearance as the next one wouldn't happen for a while.

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A breathless Y/N leaned on the bottom rope, her body then being dragged across the ring so Mayu Iwatani could ascend to the tope turnbuckle. Her body practically moved on autopilot as her knees came up last minute when Mayu performed a moonsault. Y/N quickly ran against the ropes for leverage and jumped to the top rope, backflipping into a DDT to Mayu. Performing her finisher, which was called the Royal Deathdrop.

She crawled over Mayu's body for the cover. One...two...three! She won. She was the first ever IWGP Women's Champion.

"And first ever, IWGP Women's Champion, Y/N Kingley!"

Y/N used the ropes to stand, still dizzy from the performance. Everyone was on their feet clapping for her. The referee presented her the championship in which she politely bowed, thanking him in Japanese and raising the belt. The ring filled with confetti and she couldn't help but wanna cry. They helped clip the belt around her waist before handing her a mic so she could speak to the audience in attendance and everyone watching from their homes, more specifically her brother Kenny who she knew was watching.

"I honestly have no words. I can't begin to describe how much this means to me. But, thank you, so so much. I wouldn't be here without any of you, or my wonderful fans all over the world. More specifically would I like to thank my brother Kenny. He's the reason I'm still here and wrestling. I love you so much. Goodbye, and goodnight. Thank you." Y/N set the mic on the mat and stepped out of the ring.

Azumi helped her walk to the back as she could barely hold herself up. Mayu was one of the few women wrestlers who could take every bit of strength out of her when they wrestled. Mariah May also jogged over to help Y/N over to her locker room. "Thanks girls," Y/N sat down on the couch, giving the two women a smile.

"Of course, I'm gonna go get you some ice," Mariah said, "Oh you don't-", she quickly left the room to fetch her fellow friend some ice, ignoring Y/N's polite protest. Azumi congratulated Y/N on her accomplishment before leaving Y/N alone with her thoughts.

Just as she closed her eyes, she could hear her phone begin to ring. She groaned tiredly, not in the mood to get up and grab it out of her duffle bag. Luckily, she got a knock on the door and assumed it must've been Mariah already back with the ice. "You can just come in, Mariah!" Y/N said, partially confused.

"Uhh, not Mariah," a male voice spoke. Yeah, Y/N knew that voice from anywhere. Will fucking Ospreay walked into her locker room. Y/N blankly stared at him, "What the hell do you want, Ospreay?"

"Suddenly forgot my first name?" Will retorted.

"Get the fuck out, William," Y/N pulled herself to her feet and walked around the small couch. She reached down to grab her phone and seen the various messages from Kenny and Jamie.

"Oh, I see you remember it after all," He said. Will backed up, putting his hands up in surrender seeing the glare from his ex girlfriend. "Relax, no need to be so hostile. Just came to wish you a congratulations. I know you've always wanted to bring more women's titles to the picture," he said, and for some reason he was being very genuine. She didn't like it.

Y/N sat back down on the couch, "Okay, thanks. Goodbye now."

Mariah walked up, raising her brows at Will's presence, she sat down next to Y/N. "Should I come back later?" She asked.

Y/N looked at Will, "No it's okay, he was just leaving." Will pursed his lips, shaking his head in frustration as he walked out of the room, not able to say what he really wanted to.

"I appreciate the help, but you should go be with your friends," Y/N said after Mariah helped Y/N kick her feet up on the table. "Are you sure?" Y/N nodded, urging Mariah to go on and celebrate with her friends. "Okay, but just call me if you need any help at all." Mariah carefully hugging the older girl before heading out.

Y/N took the time to give Kenny a facetime call, she smiled as Kenny's face popped up on the screen. "Hii, I miss you like so much. I feel so lonely here. I wish you could be here," Y/N said with a sad smile.

"I know, I wish I could be there too. I'm so so proud of you. I watched the match and you did phenomenal as usual," Kenny complimented, glancing up at the TV, he seen his pre-filmed video play at the PPV, announcing his return to Japan to fight Will Ospreay for his IWGP United States Heavyweight Championship at WrestleKingdom 17.

"Thank you, Ty. And I literally cannot wait to see for WrestleKingdom. I'm so excited and anxious." Y/N said, holding ice to her ribs. "I was also gonna ask if I could stay with you. I really don't feel like staying in a tiny hotel room," he replied, putting his eyes back onto the computer where as per usual was Will Ospreay talking his shit about Kenny leaving and him staying.

"Oh yeah of course, you always have a room at my place. Can I call you back tomorrow? I got to do a promo and take a shower, then head home. It's been a long day." Y/N rubbed her eyes, most of her makeup was sweated off so she did ruin it much. "Sure. I've gotta go to sleep anyways cause it's really late over here," he said in agreement.

"Okay, goodnight." They said their goodbyes before Y/N hung up and sighed tiredly.

As she went to move the ice to her chest, where Mayu viciously chopped, her door was pushed open, and an angry Will Ospreay stormed in with Kyle Fletcher attempting to stop him. "You know this is private locker room. You can't just storm in when you feel like it Ospreay." Y/N tossed her phone on the table, raising her brows at the blonde man.

"Oh don't give me that bullshit, Y/N. Who was that on the phone, huh? You're cunt of a brother?" Will said angrily, shrugging Kyle's hand off his shoulder.

"Watch your fucking mouth." Y/N moved the ice off and stood up, walking around the table. "You have some fucking nerve coming into my room and talking bad on my brother." She glanced back at Kyle who awkwardly stood there, "love you, Kyle but can you just give us a minute please?" She requested.

"You sure?" He double checked, knowing how the two could be when they were angry. "Yeah, I'm sure. This won't take long." Y/N didn't take her eyes off of Will as Kyle exit the room, shutting the door as it automatically locked. Y/N didn't have to take a guess to know Will had gotten a key to her room, which was how he got in.

"How long have you known about your brother returning to New Japan, huh? Was that the plan all along or was it because I offended the little cunt at his own promotion? Or- or was it just because I attacked his little friend?" Will said, referring to when he attacked Kota Ibushi just before Kenny left Japan.

"See I don't think you just heard what I said. Watch what the fuck you say about my brother in front of me. Come on, we both know if you offended him, he would've already dealt with you. And it's not about your championship either. It's about you strolling around here calling yourself the greatest wrestler to live, shitting on his legacy. And yeah, maybe he wants to get a little revenge for Ibushi. So he's gonna do that on the grandest stage Japan has to offer."

"Now I know it may be a little hard for you, but you need to get that through your thick ass skull, Ospreay." Y/N spat, going to turn around but he grabbed her wrist and turned her back to him. "Fine, okay, I get it. Hell I probably deserve it, too. But maybe I'm just using that as an excuse to talk to you," he said just as Y/N pulled her wrist from his grip with a glare.

"Talk to me? What do you possibly wanna talk about? The fact that you cheated on me? You being a shitty fucking boyfriend? You embarrassing me in front of everyone?!" She snapped, tired of his nonsense and shitty excuses for his behavior.

"Oh so all the blame is all on me?! I know I'm not perfect but let's not pretend you aren't so perfect yourself princess!" He argued back in his own defense.

"I never once claimed I was perfect, I certainly don't act like it. I have my flaws but I never, and I mean never cheated on you! I wouldn't even think of doing such a thing!" She shot back incredulously. Surprised that he was trying to turn this on her.

"How many times do I have to say, I'm sorry! It was a mistake that I couldn't regret more," he explained. Y/N scoffed, "If you regret it so much you wouldn't have made her your fucking girlfriend the minute we broke up, let alone rub it in my face, you fucking cunt!" She shoved him back, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall. He didn't deserve her tears. She wasn't gonna let herself be weak in front of him.

"Oh, so I'm the cunt now? Where were you when I was going through the worst depression of my life? Why do you think I cheated on you, huh? You weren't there and I needed someone. But, Bea was," he couldn't help but immediately start to regret saying his ex's name. Hearing her name always set Y/N off. She absolutely hated Bea. They used to best friends until Bea slept with Will and the truth unfolded.

"Newsflash, Will. I can't give every second of my time to you! Cause whilst you were balls deep in my best friend, I was busy dealing with the fact that my birth mum showed up on my brother's fucking front door. You wanna talk about me not showing up for you one time when you haven't showed up for me countless times. I ignored every single warning I got from my family because I loved you and genuinely believed that you loved me too."

Will sighed, wanting to argue but she was right. He wasn't always there for her when she needed him. Another reason Kenny didn't like him. He had to be there for Y/N when Will wasn't. "I didn't know, I'm sorry."

"Of course you didn't know. You never bothered to ask. It's been three years and I'm done with letting you have so much control over me. Please, just forget I ever existed." Y/N stated tiredly, scratching the back of her neck.

Will shook his head, "I can't do that, Y/N. I can't just forget about us. I won't." Y/N rolled her eyes, "Then I'll do it for you."

She turned around and went to pick up her phone but his next words stopped her. "You can't honestly look me in the eyes and tell me you don't at least miss what we used to be," he said, his eyes told a different story though. He just needed to desperately know if he was the only one who feeling what he was feeling. The exact feelings he had when he first fell in love with her.

"Used to, Will," Y/N turned around, lifting her hand to place on his cheek, "Used to, as in past tense. I don't miss us. I don't miss what we used to be...because it wasn't healthy. We aren't together in the endgame, Will. That's the truth you need to learn to accept. Our love no longer lies. I'm sorry." Her statement was genuine and it felt so real. He wanted to believe she was lying but one thing Y/N didn't do was lie, especially about something like this.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to work. I don't want you in here when I return." She wanted to feel bad seeing a tear roll down his cheek. But she couldn't. She needed to let go.

Only he wasn't gonna let her. Not yet at least.

[daddyhausen]

Hi could you possibly do a headcanon for reader dating ELP & what it’s like when BC spies on them

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 MISC. WRESTLERS MASTERLIST 」 | 「 EL PHANTASMO MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — headcannons for when bullet club spies on your relationship riley

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ]

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 217

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x el phantasmo

「 GENRE 」 — fluff + smut

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riley and yourself didnt enjoy hiding your relationship

especially from the other bullet club members

the two of you always wanted to be in each other’s presence

to hold to kiss, to fuck.

it became alot harder once the other members started catching on

what started as innocent hand holding under the table in catering turned into full on make out sessions in storage closets and abandoned locker rooms

ones of which you could hear giggling and idle chatter from outside

noticing through the small window atop the door

a chipper chris bey and ace austin

who seemed mortified when you opened the door

clothes all dishevvelevd as riley was struggling to put his back on

a scowl permanent across your face as your face heated with an embarrassed blush

your secret was out

much to yours and riley’s displeasure

however that could not stop chris and ace from cackling like sild hyena’s at your predicament

the members will tease the two of you constantly about it

even during some of riley’s matches

you could tell due to the spread of blush that formed across his cheeks

although he took it in stride

“at least im the one fucking her”

he would say off camera, yet still in ear shot that the mics would pick it up

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Gabe Kidd x Reader●

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*Y/N's POV*

Sitting backstage playing on my phone, I start hearing arguing somewhere close to me. I get up when I hear a familiar voice scream.

"Gabe!"

I come around the corner to see Roddy and The Kingdom in the face of a big muscular man with a cameraman infront of them. I walk up next to this man not looking at him but looking at Roddy crossing my arms.

"Can you ever go, at least, five minutes without shouting someone's name?"

"Y/N. Why are you here? You know Roddy doesn't want to be anywhere near you anymore."

"Yeah! Get out of here! Roddy doesn't need you!"

I look at Matt and Mike shocked than back at Roddy who is looking away from me. I look over at the big, muscular guy who is staring at me. I giggle and look at him slightly smiling.

"Hi. I'm Y/N."

"I'm Gabe."

"Well Gabe...."

I run my finger down his chest biting my lip a little.

"I'll see you around."

I wink at him than walk off smiling to myself.

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*Gabe's POV*

I watch her walk away, biting my lip a little. I look back at Roddy and The Kingdom.

"Who was that?"

Roddy looks at me and scoffs.

"My ex girlfriend."

"Well.... she is about to be my girlfriend. Soon to be wife."

I smirk and walk away from him as he starts yelling at me and The Kingdom tries to calm him down.

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*Y/N POV*

Sitting on a production box backstage, I hear footsteps coming towards me but I don't look up to see who it is.

"Who do you think you are? Interrupting my promo! Flirting with Gabe right infront of me! What is wrong with you?!"

I close my eyes taking a deep breath when I feel him slam his hands next to my legs.

"Didnt dumb and dumber just tell me that you don't want to be around me? And now you are yelling at me about flirting with someone else? Last I recalled, I broke up with you because you were cheating on me. Now goodbye."

"Y/N! I apologized for that! And I only want you! You are supposed to be with me! No one else!"

Before I can say anything, he gets pushed back against the wall.

"Back off my wife!"

I sit on the production box with a shocked face as Gabe is holding Roddy against the wall and also calling me his wife.

"Leave my wife alone. Got it?"

Roddy shakes his head yes, Gabe let's go of him and he takes off running down the hallway. He turns around looking at me while I smirk looking at him getting up. I walk up to him, putting my hands on his chest looking up at him.

"So I'm your wife huh?"

"Well Roddy said that's my ex girlfriend to me earlier when I asked who you were. And I said she's about to be my girlfriend. Soon to be wife."

"How about we talk this over some drinks tonight?"

He looks at me smiling really big.

"Sounds like a date!"

[madhatterbri]

@smallestsnarkestgirl found a collection of jay white fics 😍

Can I request a smut headcannon with Jay White? Thank you!

You’re welcome, darling 💕. Okay, so do the math: A Bowie song title + one phrase said by @letsgivethisonemoreshot + half a glass of wine on a chilly day off = This unedited mess (that will probably have sequels because I’m obsessed ngl 😂)

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @damnnhausen , @starwithaheart, @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @sldghmmr , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @blaquekittycat

The security camera focused on her face before the loud buzzing sound of the gates being opened were heard. She placed the thick green pile of dough in the security guard’s hand and whispered “The next time you keep me waiting that long, I’ll make sure to have this” She pointed towards the money “Shoved so far up your ass, you won’t be able to shit for a month! Got it?”

“Yes, ma’am”

“Great! Now take me to him”

The clicking of her heels against the white grimy floor was the only warning Jay had of her presence. The familiar sound made him smirk as he stared out the corridor from the Italian leather armchair. Her figure soon appeared, standing in front of his cell while the guard quietly made his exit.

“You’re late” He teased, already understanding there must have been a problem with security judging by the annoyed look on her face. If there was one thing she hated the most was lack of punctuality.

“Thank your amateurish lapdogs who somehow can make the simple task of opening a fucking gate seem like rocket science”.

Her temper, oh that temper was what made her cut out for this life and earned her nickname in this business. It was also the exact reason why Jay fell for her and decided to keep her in charge while he was in prison. No one could be as ruthless and precise as she was. The King Switch and Queen Bitch are the couple that will put an end to Bonnie and Clyde’s legacy.

Jay laughed at her snarky comment before patting his thigh “Come here”. She walked towards him and sat on his lap, her hands instantly undid his low bun and let his hair fall down on his shoulders “I like when you wear it down”. She brushed the soft semi-dark strands with her fingers as he pulled her closer to his body. Jay’s lips soon covered hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Tongues moving at their own deep and unrushed pace, taking their time in exploring each other.

“I’ll take care of it” He whispered against her lips, referring to the incident with the security guard.

“I already did” She pulled back, eyes intently staring at his gray orbs “I know how to handle these situations. I’m not some damsel in distress that needs your intervention, Jay!” Her voice had a hint of frustration behind it, making Jay sigh heavily “I’m not saying that! If I thought you were incapable of handling things I wouldn’t have let my business in your hands, would I?”

“No…I’m sorry. I’m just upset because I want you back home with me” Her fingertips traced the outlines of his face and Jay whispered “I know. I want to go home too, but we have to be patient, ok? I know this is not easy for you and we’re both suffering right now but we need to take it slow. The lawyer said Judge Moore won’t free me for the next two weeks because it’ll look suspicious, so we have to wait until the judge can sign off my release” Jay pulled the hair stick out of her hair, making the tight bun fall loose on her back. “Moore was a hard one to get, but we finally convinced him to work for us, so we have to take it slow. We can’t risk losing him, you know how beneficial he’ll be to our business, no?” He asked and she nodded in response.

“Two weeks, honeybee. Fourteen days, and everything will go back on track again, I promise” Jay kissed her lips and pulled her pencil skirt up to her hips. He turned her around so she could straddle his lap and soon he felt her heat above his groin through the track pants.

Jay’s hands caressed her inner thighs as their kiss deepened, his fingertips teased her outer lips and traced her bikini line before his middle finger circled around her entrance. “You came prepared, I see” He smirked, voice filled with happiness at meeting her bare core. “I don’t like wasting time” Was her brief response.

Her hands caressed down his carved abs, feeling each and every muscle beneath her palms “Fuck me” She whispered against his neck, tongue tracing his pulse point before her teeth scraped the warm, tanned skin “Please, I need you”.

Jay picked her up in his arms and placed her down on the king size bed. His hands pulled her white dress shirt apart, causing the buttons to fly away and fall randomly across the cell. His tongue traced the supple skin of her chest, licking and nipping the top of her breasts until his teeth bit on her clothed nipple. The feeling of the Leavers lace and her warm skin against his tongue had Jay groaning in pleasure. Her hands quickly pulled his cock out of the track pants and brushed the tip against her clit, teasing both of them at the same time.

“Put me in” He licked her hard nipple through the lace “Put me in you”

The minute he sank in, Jay wasted no time and quickly began to thrust his hips. She moved underneath him, eagerly following his moves and sinking her stiletto heels on his ass cheeks to keep him as close to her as she could.

“Harder” She moaned on his ear “Give it to me harder”

Jay held her hips against the mattress and moved faster, earning a loud moan from her. “Look at me” He closed one of his hands around her neck “Keep looking at me”.

Her hands tugged on his hair, pulling his face down so his forehead could rest against hers. They would have plenty of time to talk about business later, because right now the only thing that truly mattered was that the King was with his Queen once again.