#razor x 123 kid

[incorrectwwfquotes]

fireworks ~ razor ramon & 1-2-3 kid (+ bret hart & sycho sid)

amv!!! this song destroys me and so naturally i had to make this

my phone almost killed itself trying to make this so it better have been worth it

[dilanmoodboards]

Kinktober Day 1: Rough Sex

Paring: 1. 2.3 Kid/Razor Ramon

NSFW; +18; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: After the money match between Razor Ramon and the 1, 2, 3 Kid, Razor decides to get his money’s worth.

Tags: PWP; Kinktober 2024; Rough Sex; Anal Sex; Blowjobs

Notes: Kayfabe compliant fic. Aroace guy writing smut? It's more likely than you think. English is not my first language and I'm dyslexic af, so feel free to correct anything. Comments are always welcome.

Kinktober Masterlist

Word Count: 624

Kid was in the locker room getting ready for Raw. He had been dodging Razor for the last week, scared of how the cuban would react to the little stunt he pulled last Raw. But deep down he knew he couldn't run away forever. That thought turned to reality in seconds, when he heard the rough voice of the Cuban from the other side of the door. “Where the fuck is he?! Where the fuck is that pendejo”. 

Razor came into the locker room like a bat out of hell. “There you fucking are! Everyone out!!!”. Hastly, everyone left the locker leaving only Kid and Razor in there. “So chico, what’re you doing with all the money you stole from me?”. 

“I didn’t steal it from you. You said I had to get into the ring with you and I did just that.” Kid answered, getting up from the bench. “I see you still have that smart mouth on you, huh? Maybe I should shut it up.” Razor said getting closer to Kid and grabbing him by his singlet. “Bite me” Kid said. 

Razor laughed “Only if you ask me to” his voice dropping increasingly lower. Sean shivered, his singlet becoming ever so tight. Razor pushed him to his knees “Now open up, let me see if I can shut you up”. Razor opened his zipper, fishing his dick out of his pants and lightly tapping it on Kids lips, smearing precum all over his face. 

Kid took the opportunity to lick Razor’s tip, tasting him. The larger wrestler let out a moan and grabbed Sean by the hair, shoving his dick down his throat, gagging him in the process. But Razor didn’t seem to care. He continued his punishing pace for a while until finally he completely pulled Kid off from his cock.

“Fuck” Razor groaned and pulled Kid up by his arm and pushed him against the wall. Ramon then pulled Sean’s singlet straps off and pushed it down leaving his bottom exposed. Grabbing one of the oil bottles the wrestlers used on their body to lube up his cock. “Hold tight chico, this is going to hurt a little.”

Razor pushed into Kid in one hard thrust, waiting just a little to start moving. “Relax,  I can’t move if you are clenching me so…fuck”. Kid took a couple of deep breaths, his fists thigh as he got used to Razor’s size inside him. The moment he stopped clenching a little bit Razor was already pulling out so only his tip was inside him and slamming in again. Razor’s pace was punishing, but soon enough Kid was starting to feel pleasure overwhelm his discomfort. 

Kid went to push his singlet down more so he could free his cock, but soon felt the Cuban's large hand stop him. “I don’t think so chico, you’re only cuming when I allow it, get it?” Kid let out a whine that almost made Razor cum right then and there. He continued pounding into the smaller wrestler like there was no tomorrow, whispering filthy things into his ear and biting his earlobe.

Soon enough Razor was close and shoved his hand into Kid’s jock strap, jerking him off. “Cum for me chico, be a good boy.” Kid moaned loud and hard as he ruined his gear. Sean’s orgasm, caused Razor to release inside him, filling him up to the brim. Razor Ramon was truly oozing machismo. 

As Razor pulled out he gave Kid’s butt a light tap. “Now I truly got my money's worth, huh, chico?”  Razor laughed and put his toothpick into his mouth, as he tucked his dick back into his pants and left the locker room, leaving Kid alone to catch his breath. 

[punkintyre]

so i've been thinking about scott hall/razor ramon x 123 kid/x-pac/syxx recently (because of @/incorrectwwfquotes) as im making this post they're stuck in my head rn along with scott hall x kevin nash

[fangin-n-bangin]

dumb thing i made for my gf of mine and her fave wrestlers but it is too funny to not share

this came to me in a shroom-induced fever dream (/hj. it's a long story) and i just had to make it

so behold: wwf femme-butch scale. i can't explain my rankings. they are just like that.

[nightmarishwaltz]

Babies 🥺

[baybaystime]

Happy Sean Waltman Friday Sean and Scott edition!!

[not-ur-boy-toy]

For Halloween, I'm going as this lil freak /L

I'm so excited for it, especially since it's the version with the DX Jersey as well, it has literally caused a huge fixation on him, more than usual but I'm happy with that.

[salemshotspot]

THE ONLY MEDICINE I NEED

Razor Ramon x 123 Kid

WORD COUNT: 1.1k

DESC: Razor is the only thing that Kid can think of when he can't sleep [BASED ON THE BELOW MESSAGE FROM @outsiderswolfpac]

WARNINGS: Not Proof Read//Implied Anxiety//Mentions And Descriptions Of Sleep Problems//Brief Mentions Of Self-Hatred//Implied Paranoia And Delusions//Mentions Sleep Medication//Mentions Of Not Taking Meds//Mentions of Self-Destructive Behaviour

A/N >> Drop writing requests in my inbox and lmk if you'd like to be tagged/untagged in any future fics :)

TAGS: @prettyboymichaels-ao3 @outsiderswolfpac

Enjoy!

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Sean defeatedly picked up his phone to check the time, the harsh blue light of his phone causing his eyes to wince; 3:48am in obnoxiously large white digits mocked him. It was the one thing Sean had always hated about himself, ever since he can remember he hasn't been able to sleep. It started at a young age, he was around six years old and he would be overwhelmed with visions of his roof caving in on him while he slept so he did his best to stay awake, almost as if staying awake would somehow ensure this wouldn't happen. He was certain he'd grow out of it, then he turned thirteen and was plagued with nightmares so graphic he still to this day shudders at the thought. Although Sean knew deep down his fears were irrational he couldn't shake them, he couldn't shake the correlation in his mind between sleep and danger, what if he goes to sleep and something bad happens to somebody he cares about? What if he went to sleep and never woke up again? He couldn't comprehend sleep as peaceful, the idea of being alive but not conscious for hours never sat right with him, it terrified the most vulnerable depth of his being.

All of this changed once Sean met Scott, there was something about him which calmed Sean, something about him which made the world stop in place, allowing Sean to feel both safe and calm enough to entertain the idea of sleep. Scott knew this; although he didn't know the exact details as to why Sean found it so difficult to sleep or why Sean needed sleep medication he knew Sean always slept much better while he was around. Both Sean and Scott were staying in a hotel in preparation for an upcoming event and Scott had insisted they book a room together, claiming it's a smart idea money wise, not wanting to let Sean know that not only does he wanted to keep an eye on him but also Scott found himself able to sleep happier when he had Sean safe with him. However the hotel had no rooms which had two beds meaning they had to book separate rooms which, although he didn't want to admit it, worried Scott, leading him to give Kid a spare key to his room 'in case of emergencies.'

From the second they had booked their rooms Sean was determined to not use the key Scott had given to him, Scott was a very straight forward man which is why Sean knew he wouldn't give him a key to his room if he wasn't completely serious about Sean being able to use it at any time so why was Sean so hesitant to do so? Maybe it was his sleep deprived mind attempting to further destroy him but Sean couldn't shake the vivid image of Scott's face painted with anger as he spoke in a mocking fashion; 'you call you struggling to sleep an emergency?' Sighing, Sean came to the conclusion that Scott's ridicule would be easier to stomach than any of the thoughts which were stopping him from sleeping so, grabbing a pillow as an extra barrier of comfort between himself and anything outside of his room, Sean slowly made his way to Scott's room at the other end of the eerily empty hall.

Once at the intimidating door which blocked him from Scott, Sean found himself paralysed, tears threatening to overwhelm his eyes, the idea of being so vulnerable with Scott, admitting to him he couldn't sleep because of a list of incomprehensible factors was almost too much for Sean, he couldn't bring himself to entertain the idea that Scott might actually throw this back in his face. Shaking his head in an attempt to shake the very idea from his mind, Sean muttered under his breath, 'no, Scott wouldn't do that, not to me' before bringing his shaky hand to the door handle to let himself into Scott's room after attempting to quietly unlock the door.

Slowly closing the door behind him, Sean's eyes scanned the room both searching for Scott and checking there was no danger in an attempt to quell his deafening thoughts. If Sean wasn't so worked up he would've smiled and chuckled softly to himself when his eyes landed on Scott who was deep in sleep, Sean has always envied how welcoming sleep was to Scott, what was it about him that made him so much more worthy of the warm embrace of sleep? What was so undesirable about Sean which made him so repulsive to the very concept of rest?

Hugging his pillow tightly, fear and embarrassment overcame Sean as he instinctively turned to leave, the idea of bothering Scott feeling foolish to him now. Before Sean could leave he heard a gruff voice in the dark; 'Sean? Is that you?' In any other situation Scott's voice being so gruff from waking up would've caused Sean's heart to flutter but Sean's self-inflicted guilt just caused tears to fall onto Sean's sunken face as he spoke; 'Scott I'm so sorry for waking you up please don't be mad' Sean's voice fell to a whisper 'I'll leave you to go back to sleep I'm so sorry.' Scott, not fully grasping what was happening shifted in bed and patted the empty space next to him, when Sean stayed stood up Scott muttered sleepily; 'are you getting in or are you going to keep watching me sleep Kid?' A wave of relief washes over Sean as he softly smiles and gingerly walks over to Scott, rolling his eyes at Sean's pace Scott gently grabs Sean once he is in his reach and pulls him down to the bed, instinctively pulling Sean close to his chest, happily humming as he caged Sean in his arms.

A few moments of peaceful silence passed before Scott yawned softly and questioned 'did you forget to take your meds?' To which Sean weakly answered; 'didn't want to take them, it just felt' his voice trailed off 'it just felt like a bad idea Scott' Sean admitted, unable to properly explain to Scott how taking his meds wasn't something his mind would let him do. Scott hummed in understanding; 'tomorrow morning give me your meds, I'll make sure you take them' he stopped once he heard how harsh he sounded, quickly changing his tone, 'I hate seeing you like this Kid, I want to make sure you're looking after yourself and if you're not then I'll do it for you.'

Before Sean could answer, Scott was already asleep once more, even in sleep holding him close, the security of Scott's arms and steady breathe quickly lulled Sean into the sleep he was so desperately craving, Scott assumed he was hearing things in his tired state but he was sure he heard Sean mutter an 'I love you' while the two men fell in and out of sleep.

—————————————————————————— A/N >> I feel like whenever I finish a fic ten more appear in my drafts

[muldoonlives]

[xpacheat]

Happy 31st anniversary of this match 123 Kid Day, to those who celebrate

[wrestlinghistorywithkay]

A Star Is Born : The Rise Of The 1-2-3 Kid

31 years ago today, one of the biggest upsets in wrestling happened. The Kid ( Sean Waltman ) vs Razor Ramon ( Scott Hall ) aired on the May 17, 1993 episode of Monday Night RAW. The Kid only being in the wrestling business for four years while Ramon was in the business for nine years. They joined the WWF a year apart. Razor Ramon in 1992 , The Kid in 1993.

The Kid started out in the company as a jobber. One of his most well known losses was to Doink The Clown. A jobber is a wrestler that always loses matches in order to protect kayfabe. Kayfabe is the portrayal of wrestling events to make it look ‘ real ’. The Kid was doing his ‘ job ’ to lose a match until May 17, 1993.

Once entering the ring, Razor Ramon decided to taunt The Kid by throwing his signature toothpick in his face and making it look like their match was a joke to him. Nevertheless, The Kid had enough and struck The Bad Guy off of the top rope and pinned him, winning the match. Therefore, The 1-2-3 Kid was born. This win would launch his career into stardom.

The 1-2-3 Kid would soon leave the WWF alongside Razor Ramon and Diesel ( Kevin Nash) to join World Championship Wrestling ( WCW ) and changed his name to X-PAC. They went own to be a part of the New World Order ( nWo ). Thus, X-PAC would return to the WWF in 1998 to join D-Generation X alongside Triple H, Chyna, ‘ The Road Dogg ’ Jesse James and ‘ The Badass ’ Billy Gunn.

My Final Thoughts:

This match is one of my all time favorites. I could sit and watch it all day if I could. This is also one of my favorite rivalries. X-PAC and Razor Ramon are two of my all time favorite wrestlers. I always recommend this match to anyone who asks me what match they should watch.

Love You Readers,

- Kay

[incorrectwwfquotes]

1-2-3 kid: fuck wait

1-2-3 kid: i had a thought in my head

razor: i think that's where most people have thoughts chico

[dilanmoodboards]

I Need to share my agenda

[punkintyre]

ah yes dumbfuck twink faggot with his big, beefy and machismo(?) boyfriends who tower over him with their size

[fangin-n-bangin]

razor ramon and the 1-2-3 kid at wrestlemania XI

[baddawg94]

Razor Ramon

1-2-3 Kid

1995’s Wrestlemania XI