#wwe edge imagine

[moondust-imagines]

Friend with Benefits (Edge (Adam) x Reader)

Warnings: SMUT, age gap

Word count: 1.8K (lmao)

At first, your arrangement with Adam had been perfect. It gave you both the release you needed, without the commitment of a relationship. There were no hard feelings if you didn’t talk for a few weeks, he could just fall back into your bed, no questions asked. That’s not to say you never imagined what life would be like with him being a permanent feature but you knew it was all just a fantasy. Maybe you should call off this whole thing and look for someone to settle down with. Just not tonight.

You had just checked into the hotel for the night when your phone buzzed with a message from him

Adam: Congrats on the title match, you at hotel?

Adam was not a man who enjoyed texting, his messages were always short. Of course, news of your title shot had spread quickly, it wasn’t even officially announced yet. But Adam had a way of knowing everything that was going on.

You: Thank you! I’m in room 216, see you in 10?

Adam knew this relationship-that’s-not-a-relationship with you was dangerous. He did genuinely enjoy your company, it didn’t hurt that you were drop-dead gorgeous. Maybe he just couldn’t break habits from his younger days but god, he was so happy in your bed. He always made an effort to not be the one to invite you over, he liked to leave that to you. It made him feel less like a gross old man preying on younger talent. You assured him over and over that you knew that wasn’t the case, it didn’t make him feel any better.

The walk to your room was short but he still had to be careful. God forbid he runs into someone else from work and has to explain his way out of it. Luckily, he arrived at your door without any issues and knocked gently. When you pulled the door open, he could hardly believe his luck. There you stood, in just his old shirt you had borrowed a few weeks ago, hair still damp from the shower. You quickly pulled him in before someone noticed what was going on.

“That looks good on you, sweetheart” He grinned at you once the door was shut again. A light blush graced your cheeks as you looked down at your clothes.

“Thanks, I think it looked better on you though” You replied, sitting yourself gently on the edge of the bed.

He didn’t need too much invitation, seeing you in his clothes had awoken some possessive part of his soul. His shirt was discarded onto the floor and he pushed you back onto the bed, his lips capturing yours passionately. Your fingers tangled themselves into his hair and his own busied themselves getting your panties out of the way. He ended up ripping them rather than struggling them down your legs.

“Adam!” You protested

“They weren’t your colour anyway”

Before you could respond, he worked two fingers inside you, causing you to gasp. His thumb instantly found your clit as he curled his fingers to find your spot. He had you whimpering already and you pulled his mouth to yours again. He knew when you started to get close and stopped. He prided himself on being able to get you right to the edge of the cliff but pull you back. You made quick work of pulling off his jeans and straddling his hips. You weren’t usually a fan of being on top but it gave you at least a little control over him. He let out a low groan as you lowered yourself onto his length.

“Fuck baby, you look so damn pretty sitting on my dick”

Adam had always been a good talker, be it in the ring or the bedroom. He knew you loved it when he would shower you with compliments during sex. So he kept going as you started bouncing on him, his thumb once again circling your clit. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer, your movements getting sloppier. He knew it too.

“That’s my girl, come for me, baby”

That almost short-circuited your brain. Not once, in the entire time you had known him, had to ever referred to you as his. Regardless, you fell apart on him a few moments later. Your body was convulsing as you collapsed onto his chest. He wasted no time in switching positions so he could plough into your pliant form. He was muttering even more praise into your ear, you were too far gone to pay attention. He finished not too long after and collapsed onto the bed next to you.

As you came down from your high, his words kept swirling in your mind. His girl. Sure, you had thought about it. Maybe you had wished for him to say something like that. But now you were terrified, what if they were just said in the heat of the moment? That felt somehow worse. You decided to quickly jump up and run to the bathroom under the guise of cleaning up.

The second the bathroom door shut, Adam slapped his hands onto his face. Why the fuck did he say that?! He knew the rules of this..thing and that definitely broke them. You were going to run for the hills and he was never going to see you again. He had to get out of here, no wonder you had ran to the bathroom so quickly, you were probably wishing he was gone already. He quickly pulled his clothes back on before knocking on the door.

“I gotta bail sweetheart, I’ve got a dinner with Vince. See you around”

Once you heard the click of the hotel door shutting, you emerged from the bathroom. Sure, he didn’t usually hand around to talk much after. Hell, what would you even say to him after that? You threw yourself onto the bed and grabbed a pillow to scream into. Maybe he knew about your growing feelings for him and he was just teasing you. Yeah, that had to be it. How embarrassing is that!

After that encounter, you decided to steer clear of Adam for a while. It wasn’t too difficult, you had both agreed a while ago that hanging out too much at work would raise too much suspicion. So you just stopped texting him. It felt strange to have him missing from your life, no congratulatory message after a win, no stupid jokes about the show after it was off the air. You threw yourself into training for your big match and tried not to think about how badly you missed him.

Adam was convinced you hated him. You hadn’t even looked in his direction for weeks, he knew he screwed up but god, not having you around hurt a lot more than he thought it would. He saw you training harder than ever, he usually wouldn't bat an eyelid at that, but he found himself worrying about you. Were you eating enough? Did you need someone to go over the match with? That was the one eating at him, he had always loved how keen you were to listen to his suggestions or give your own. You had spent hours together pitching each other matches. It was while he was bouncing ideas around with Rhea that it hit him, the realisation that he’d much rather be doing this with you.

Adam: Hey, been a while. Wanna get some room service or something?

You had been staring at that text for what felt like an age. Sure, you could use a booty call to let off some steam. But he never invited you over. An uneasy feeling settled into your stomach as you sent a quick reply. You looked at yourself in the mirror, you didn’t want to look like hell if he was inviting you over to tell you he was done with you. You dragged your feet a little as you made your way over to his room and took a deep breath before knocking on his hotel room door. He opened it almost instantly as if he had been waiting just behind it.

“Hey,” He said as he laid eyes on you. He felt like the air had been punched out of him. The first thing he noticed was how tired you looked like you had been battling a war for days. But all he could think about was how beautiful you were.

“You going to let me in?” You chuckled falsely. He nodded and stepped aside. His hotel rooms were always much more lavish than yours, you would be lucky to get a bed more than five feet away from the couch. You perched yourself on the armchair, leaving the couch to Adam.

“So, how have you been?” He asked after a few moments of awkward silence. His hands were clammy and he wasn’t quite sure where to look. You could feel the nervous energy radiating from him.

“What do you want, Adam?” You demanded. You didn’t want to be short with him but you couldn't bare a long drawn-out letdown. You’d rather rip the band-aid off.

“What? Sweetheart, I don’t want anything I’m just worr-”

“Look, if you're done with me just say it” You spat, tears already welling in your eyes. This shouldn't hurt as much as it is. You shouldn’t care as much as you do.

“Done with you? I thought you were done with me, you haven’t texted me in weeks!” He exclaimed. This is not how he wanted this to go, seeing the tears in your eyes made his heart sink to the pit of his stomach. You stared at the ceiling, willing your tears to go away. Then he was on his knees in front of you, taking your hands in his.

“Sweetheart, I’ve missed you so much. Things just aren’t as fun when I don’t get to share them with you. I know this is supposed to be a casual thing and I won’t blame you if you want to walk away. But you need to know that I’ve got these feelings for you”

Your heart was about to beat out of your chest as you stared at him. You searched his eyes for any sign of deceit, that this was all one cruel joke. All you found was love and hopefulness. Your tears were flowing for a different reason now.

“You really mean it?” You asked shakily

“Of course I do” He replied softly

You pulled him towards you and kissed him passionately. You practically fell to the floor with him as he put you into his lap. His hand cradled your face gently as you deepened the kiss. You could taste the salt of your tears between your lips as he finally broke away for air. His thumb moved to wipe away the moisture from your eye.

“No more tears over me, OK baby?”

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*ೃ༄ DAY OFF (edge x fem!reader)

*ೃ༄ PAIRING: edge x fem!reader

*ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: @micheleamidalajedi

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*ೃ༄ WARNINGS: pure fluff, some suggestiveness if you squint

*ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 688

*ೃ༄ NOTE: shorter than usual but possibly my fav bit i’ve wrote so far (that’s my baby(50 year old man))

you had gotten used to waking up alone these days. between training and everything that came inbetween, adam was rarely able to stay in bed past six in the morning.

personally, you enjoyed a lie in, your own job being able to be performed on your own time ever since you opened your own business. it made things pretty perfect, and in the rare times adam had more than 5 minutes, you’d often have him helping you out by modelling your designs or something along the sort. that was, on some days, the most you got to see of him.

usually, when you came to, with the soft light of the morning entering your apartment building, you’d roll over to find the other side of the bed already empty. you never minded too much, using the opportunity to starfish across the entire bed and most like go back to sleep. there was always a part of you that wished adam could be there to cuddle instead, but you never held his regime against him.

so, one random, seemingly mundane tuesday when you did your morning roll, the body you met under your arm was just an added bonus.

as you shifted and slung your arm across adam’s bare chest, you couldn’t help the smile that cling to your lips when you heard him hum in acknowledgment. it appeared neither of you were ready to open your eyes just yet, but the movement as he lifted his own arm to rest on top of yours was more than welcomed.

“good morning” he spoke gruffly, voice still laced with sleep. you were sure yours wouldn’t be much better, so you chose to bury your face into the crook of his neck to mumble your own morning wish.

he chuckled quietly, his other hand scratching at your head from where his arm was underneath you.

you allowed yourself a while to relax, revel in the silence and the warm body below you. the sun peeping through the crack in the curtains only got brighter as it rose in the sky, and you couldn’t help the groan of displeasure you let out as you pushed your head further into adam’s body to avoid the light.

“fight the sun for me.” you murmered, voice cracking from lack of use.

“of course, i’ll defend your honour.” adam played along, sounding a lot more awake now than you did.

“bring me back a cloud or something.”

adam pressed a soft kiss into your hair, the one thing that caused you to look up from your hiding spot. his eyes lit up when you finally caught his gaze, immediately closing the distance to peck your lips in a closed mouth kiss.

“i missed waking up to you.” you admitted immediately, loving the feeling of his warmth, coupled with the hand that gently graced patterns on your shoulder. it was always better waking up by his side.

the smile he gave you in response was almost blinding, your heart doing a weird flip of content. “let’s make the most of it?” he joked, wiggling his eyebrows under you slapped his shoulder lightly.

“you’re insatiable.”

adam laughed along with you, spare hand moving up to gently brush a piece of hair behind your ear. despite his less than pg joke before, the adoration exuding from his features was soft and warm, a clear sign he had missed it too.

he seemed to search your eyes for a moment, the corners of his lip dancing upwards in a grin. “your eyes are beautiful.”

you blinked quickly, taken aback by the sudden direct show of affection, but it was quickly brushed off by the want to get your hands on his face. and also maybe his cooking.

“come on,” you uttered, squeezing his cheeks quickly before jumping to your feet, nearly dragging a shocked adam who still had a hold of you along with you “i want breakfast.”

“i was enjoying myself actually.” he pouted, following you nonetheless.

“if you make me an omelette i’ll feed it to you.”

“if you sit on my lap it’s a deal—“

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Sex (With My Ex) ❪ EDGE❫ *NSFW*

REQUESTED BY @windhamsrotunda​ 

— PAIRINGS: Edge x F!Reader

— FEATURING: Y/n, Edge.

— SYNOPSIS:  Y/n finds herself sleeping with her ex, and now she is a mess, obsessed, and brokenhearted, she is back where she started.

— WARNINGS: errors I missed, smut, sex, 18+, nsfw, unprotected sex [wrap it before you tap it], oral [both receiving], sex with the ex, heartbreaks, flings, angst, but angst with smut (smangst), dom!edge, rough sex, teasing, foreplay, swearing.

— w/c: 2412

— AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much, amore. I hope you like it! I kind of changed the plot from what I told you I was going to do. 💜

— DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms. HOWEVER, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

His kisses were searing hot. His hands grasped onto your waist tightly, as he pressed his body flush against your body. Your hands gripping his face tightly. Neither of you cared if it left bruises.

To intoxicated. Too drunk on each other’s touch to realize the repercussions of the actions both of you were making.

It has only been two months since Edge and you broke up, and here you were about to have sex with him.

You knew you should have left immediately after running into him. you should have said no to drinks with him, then you wouldn’t have ended up in his arms. In his apartment. He was an ex for a reason, but your mind was fuzzy with all the alcohol you consumed.

All you could think about was him, his lips against yours, his touch.

You weren’t sure who was the first one to kiss who, but here Edge and you were in his apartment in a heated make-out session. Tearing each other’s clothes, till you were left in your lingerie and he was left in his boxers.

Edge moved forward making you move backward. Till the back of your knees hit the edge of the mattress. Edge pushed you back, making you fall onto the mattress. Edge fell on top of you. His body was pressed against yours. Deepening the kiss.

His tongue slipped into your mouth. Your tongue fought his for dominance. He won. Edge grinded his growing bulge against your covered heat. Making you moan into the kiss.

Edge broke the kiss. Pulling his lips away from yours. Both of you breathing heavily. Lips were swollen from the heavy make-out session.

His hazel green eyes were dark with lust as he stared deeply into your [eye colour] eyes.

His hands left your waist, grabbing a hold of your jawline. His thumbs gently caressed your cheeks. His stare was a mixture of lust and admiration. Making your heart melt.

“God I missed you,” He gasped out. Before you could utter a single word, he spoke again.

“You are even more beautiful than the last time I saw you,” He spoke. He rested his forehead against your forehead. Eyes fluttered closed as his lips pressed against yours softly. His lips pulled away from yours.

“I’m going to show you how much I missed you,” He spoke.

His lips pressed against your neck, leaving hot searing kisses down your neck. His hands slipped away from your jawline and slipped underneath your back. Undoing your bra, he slipped it off. His rough hands grabbed your boobs, while his lips trailed down to the valley of your breast.

He removed one of his hands and replaced it with his lips. His mouth attached to your nipple sucking harshly, making you gasp. Back arching as your body withered underneath his touch. His other hand massaged your boob. He continued to suck for a while letting out a hum against your nipple. Making you mewl. He slowly removed his mouth from your nipple and repeated the same action to the other again. You only grew more aroused. Grinding against his covered bulge. Which made Edge moan.

He removed his mouth from your boob. Trailing his lips down your stomach till he reached the waistband of your panties. You thought he was going to use his fingers to take off your panties, but you were wrong. The little tease decided to use his teeth to take them off. Tugging them down with his teeth, all the while looking at you. You looked down at him with lust-blown eyes. Making Edge smirk.

He kept eye contact with you as he pulled your panties down to your ankles. Your feet went down making it easier for Edge to slip them off. He let go of them. Making them fall in front of him.

His lips attached to your ankle. Trailing heated kisses up your leg till he reached your inner thigh. His eyes were still locked with yours. As you mewled. He smirked against your skin. His gaze left yours to look at your glistening heat. He felt himself strain against his boxers. Edge sucked in a breath. Suppressing a moan. God, he missed this pussy.

Edge’s lips trailed toward your wet heat. His lips pressed against your heat. Making you let out a moan. Edge moaned against your heat. Making you moan louder. Grinding against his mouth.

Edge’s hands grabbed a hold of your hips. Pinning them against the mattress. As he sucked hard. His tongue darts out every once in a while to slip in between your folds.  His eyes were locked onto your face. Your head was titled back. Your hands gripping the bedsheets tightly, as he sucked.

He missed this sight. Sure he had sex with another woman after the both of you went separate ways. But she couldn’t compare to you, so after that, he just had to masturbate to get himself off. Running into you was a miracle. Being apart from you for two months was torture. He regretted breaking things off with you because he couldn’t commit, being away from you for two months changed his perspective of the relationship he had with you. He told you it would never be serious and that it was just a fling.

Edge’s right hand left your hip. His right hand rested on the lower part of your torso. His thumb touches your clit. He rubbed his thumb roughly and fast against your clit as he continued to suck.

Moaning onto against your heat. The vibrations make you moan. His tongue darted out and plunged into your hole. Your toes curled as a white blinding sensation took over your body.

Your hands left the bedsheets, gripping his head instead. Holding his head in place. Pushing his head closer to your heat. His nose pressing into your heat. Edge’s erection throbbed.

Your orgasm took over you intensely. Moaning Edge’s name loudly as you orgasm. Fingers gripping his short hair. Edge felt precum leak out of his cock, as you came in his mouth.

Edge continued to eat you out after you came. Swallowing your cum. He grabbed a hold of your left hand. Untangling it you’re his hair, while his lips trailed up your stomach. Your breathing was heavy as you came down from your high.

He slipped your hand underneath his boxers. A gasp escaped your lips as he wrapped your hand around his throbbing cock. Edge pressed his forehead against yours. His other hand gripping underneath your chin. His eyes staring into your eyes.

“This is what effect you have on me,” He growled out. You let out a mewl. Edge’s lips pressed against yours harshly.

You slowly stroked his throbbing cock. Using his precum as a lubricant. While his kisses got aggressive.

You quickly flipped him over onto his back. Your hand gripping his cock a bit harder, making Edge bite your lower lip. You pulled your lips away from his trailing your lips down his neck. Edge’s hands grabbed your waist, as your lips made their way down his stomach, hand still stroking his throbbing shaft.

Your lips stopped above the waistband of his boxers. With your hand underneath his boxers, it was easier to take the waistband of his boxers in between your teeth. Just like how he tugged your panties down you tugged his boxers down to his ankles. Edge watched you with lust-blown eyes. Your hand let go of his cock while doing this.

“Fuck,” Edge moaned out. His chest fell up and down, as you tugged it off his ankles.

His throbbing erection stood up. Precum leaked from his tip. Your tongue darted out of your mouth to lick your lower lip as you stared at his throbbing erection.

You could tell Edge was getting impatient, but you wanted him to beg for your mouth. Teasingly you pressed your lips against his ankle, then trailed your lips up his leg to his thigh at a slow pace. Edge withered at your touch. Making you smirk.

“Please, y/n, I need you to suck it,” He begged. As soon as you got to his balls.

You pulled away from him to look at him. He looked sexually frustrated and desperate.

You were about to say something smug, when his hands gripped your hair tightly, making your mouth fall open into an o shape. Gasping at the action. Edge guided your mouth to his erection. His other hand grabbed his shaft. He roughly thrust his throbbing cock into your mouth. Your lips immediately wrapped around his cock, making him moan. He hit the back of your throat making you let out a gag. Edge held you there, as he looked at you. While you looked at him. tears collecting in your eyes. His thumb quickly wiped them away.

“Teasing me isn’t a good idea princess, now suck it,” He growled. Making you let out a whimper. His grip on your hair loosened. Your left hand grabbed his hip while your right hand went to grab his shaft when you pulled him out of your mouth, then wrapped your lips around his tip. Tongue swirling around his tip, then slowly taking him into your mouth.  

“No one can do it like you can, princess,” Edge moaned, trying to keep his eyes open to watch you suck him. after all it's been two months, and now that he has the real thing he wants to savor it.

“Fuck, it feels so good, your mouth is always amazing, though your pussy is better,” He moaned out. Eyes fluttered closed as you bobbed your head up and down. Your eyes locked onto his face. You let go of his shaft, your hand going to his balls. Massaging his balls as you bob your head up and down his cock.

Your pace got faster. Edge’s grip on your hair got tighter.

His mind must have slipped into a daydream of him fucking your pussy with his cock, because he started to thrust into your mouth at a rough and fast past. Hitting your uvula. Which made your eyes water with tears. Gaging every time he hit the back of your throat. Your other hand let go of his balls, going to his hips. Trying to pry him off of you to no avail.

He must have noticed what he was doing because his thrusting stopped. Eyes opening.

“I don’t want to cum in your mouth I want to paint those walls of your pussy,” He growled, yanking you off of his cock with a pop. He had a crazed look in his lust-filled eyes.

In one swift motion, he had you on your back, taking your breath away. You stared up at him in surprise. Your mouth opened to form words but a moan escaped instead as Edge entered you roughly.

“FUCK,” Edge moaned out. He pressed his body against yours. His hand grabbed your jawline roughly while his other hand grabbed the top of your head. Keeping it in place. He pressed his face against the side of your face.

“You have no idea how hard it is to cum without you, I tried to fuck someone after you, but I couldn’t cum, she isn’t you, and my hands well they don’t do justice,” He groaned against your jawline.

You felt a chill run through your body at his word. It kind of hurt that he fucked someone after you. Sure you had sex with multiple men just to get him out of your mind, but hearing that he had sex with another woman hurt you.

Edge continued to fuck you roughly. Pressing kisses against the side of your face. Your legs wrapped around his waist. Hands gripping his back.

“We were made for each other,” Edge moaned against your skin.

Your body was blinded with pleasure. Toes curling.

“You feel so good around my cock,” He moaned, as your walls tightened around his cock.

With every thrust, your walls tightened around his cock. Edge could feel himself getting closer to coming but he needed you to come again. Your boobs were pressed flush against his chest.

His thrust got harder and faster. More intense. His hips hit yours.  Maybe it was the time the two of you spent apart. The longing of being apart and wanting to feel one another again.  

You could feel a familiar sensation forming in the pit of your stomach. Eyes squeezed shut. Toes turning. Fingers digging into his skin. Toes turning white. Vision blurring.

Edge continued to fuck you roughly.

You weren’t sure if it was the longing feeling of finally having him inside of you, but you squirted around him. His hand let go of the side of your face, grabbing your waist instead and pressing it against the mattress, using all his strength to still be inside of you.

“Fuck,” He repeated. That was Edge’s undoing. His cock convulsed inside of you. with one sharp thrust and a whimper from you, he came inside of you. Painting your walls white with his cum.

Moaning your name against the side of your face. You mewled at the feeling of his cum inside of you. Still coming down from your intense orgasm.

His breathing was heavy against your skin. You tried to catch your breath. Vision slowly coming back. Instead of pulling out of you, he was still inside of you. He moved slightly, so he could wrap his arm around you. You let out a whimper.

“It’s okay princess,” He spoke in a soothing voice. Kissing the top of your head.

“I missed you,” He gasped out. His fingers caressing your side. He pressed kisses against the top of your head repeatedly.

You didn’t respond. He assumed you were still recovering, but that was far from it.

As you lay there beside him, chest rising up and down, his arm around you, you realized how much of a mess you were in. You knew you just started something you were trying to get over. You knew if he called you after this you would pick up the phone and you would be back in his bed, obsessing over him, back into the feelings you were trying to get over, after all, he told you he didn’t see a future with you, which is why the two of you went separate way. You were only just breaking your heart over again.  You were screwed…

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[1-800-sinister]

Demi Bennett, Adam Joseph Copeland, and Luis Martínez, please; I can take all three. 

[stunnajit]

⋆˚࿔ 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏 (𝟑/𝟑) 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🍓

•　ＳＬＯＷ　ＵＰＤＡＴＥＳ　•

ＤＯＭＩＮＩＫ　ＭＹＳＴＥＲＩＯ　

¹⁴🍓: 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘

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( . .)

( づ🍓 ~ After spending the day with Liv, getting new piercings and tattoos, Essence wants to show them off. But Dom would rather see them in person than over the phone.

↳ WWE (2024)

ＪＡＤＥ　ＣＡＲＧＩＬＬ　

¹⁵🍓: 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

ʚ🍓ɞ ~ Hiding any secret within the WWE universe as a major superstar was a trickie play. The criticism from in house fans, Twitter, blogs, and even fellow wrestlers can be relentless. Yet, for Jade Cargill, a big secret like hers was a piece of cake to keep...

↳ WWE (2024)

ＣＭ　ＰＵＮＫ

(Phil)

¹⁶🍓: 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄��𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒

ʚ🍓ɞ ~ Divorced CM Punk has a crush on the new seamstress on the WWE staff in NXT. But, she was hiding her feelings, brushing him off and paying him no mind. So he then, comes up with a way to get her undivided attention..

↳ WWE NXT (2024)

ＥＤＧＥ　

(Adam)

¹⁷🍓: 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐓?

🍓ྀི ~ What happens if a storyline with a rookie goes too far on the first take?

↳ WWE (2008)

ＲＥＹ　ＭＹＳＴＥＲＩＯ　

(Óscar)

¹⁸🍓: 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍’ ‘𝐑𝐎𝐔��𝐃.

ʚ🍓ɞ ~Rozonda has always believed that jealousy ranked amoung the worst traits a person could process. However, all of that changed once she met Óscar Gutiérrez. (Rey Mysterio)

↳ WCW (1999)

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☆— The Unfortunate Move —☆

Paring: Edge x Gn!Reader

Fandom: Wwe

Request: No

Summary: When a move in the match goes wrong, but no one realizes until you haven't moved since being pinned. What happens when your tag team partner and friend realizes and drops everything for you?

A/N: This doesn't exactly take place in a certain year, besides being after Edge got his neck injury.....I also may have left the ending open incase people want a second part. 👀

Life can change all too quickly, one minute you can be in the match of your career the next minute you can be unmoving on the matt. Then next thing you know your waking up in the hospital with a broken neck. However let's start for the beginning.

The title at stake, the crowd at their feet, and the moment to take home the crown. The sign you've made it to the top. It's one of the most important matches in a wrestler's career.

The match was going well, I had the upper hand and I was so close to winning. My tag team partner and good friend Edge was standing ringside, watching in a mix of awe and excitement. He had been helping keep control, by cheating a little...hey we're heels! Cheating is one of many ways we win.

Out of nowhere it all went wrong and the match was falling apart. After a mis-step by my unlucky opponent, I was thrown off balance and landed awkwardly on my neck. A collective gasp could be heard from the fans at the sight of my landing.

The world looked fuzzy to me, I was trying to process what happened. Once I started to piece together what happened, I started to freak out. I couldn't move, my body felt like it was made out of bricks.

It's hard to focus on the sounds around me, however i could faintly made out someone's theme music then Edge talking but I couldn't understand what he was saying.

The fan watched in horror as they realized something wasn't right. I failed to move from where I had been pinned. I was going in and out of consciousness. The silence from the fans finally got to Edge. He looked around until his eyes landed on me. The mic he was holding was thrown to the side.

After a few seconds, my vision cleared up a little bit. I could now make out a face of someone a few inche away from mine. At first, I thought it was just an illusion. But then I looked at Edge.

He had a confused and concerned look on his face. His eyes were wide open, and his eyebrows were raised slightly. “Are you alright?” His voice was gentle yet full of concern. As the adrenaline faden from my body the real pain from my neck finally hit.

It was becoming more difficult to think straight, and my vision was becoming blurry. My breathing was becoming more shallow, and it felt like I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.

I could tell that Edge was looking at me with genuine concern, and my head started to feel like it was spinning. The pain from my injury was almost too much to handle. Before I knew it my vision had gone black.

As I slowly come to, realizing that I'm in a hospital bed. my vision is still blurry, but I can see Edge sitting beside me, a small smile on his face. He looks relieved to see that I've woken up.

"Thank god you're awake," Edge says softly. I tried to speak, but my throat is still extremely sore and dry from my injury, making it difficult to talk. Edge leans in closer, his voice full of concern, "How are you feeling?"

I try to sit up, but Edge gently pushes me back down. "Take it easy," he says. "You've been through a lot." I notice that he's still smiling, but I can tell there's more he wants to say.

"I need to explain what happened," Edge continues. He looks over at me, his eyes filled with concern once more. This couldn't be good. Edge takes a deep breath and looks back at you, his eyes still full of concern.

"Your injury is similar to the one I got." he says. I remember that incidents, and the matches that sent Edge into the hospital after suffering a broken neck.

"It's a serious injury, and it needs to be treated carefully," Edge continues. "I need to make sure you're ok. I'm not leaving your side until I absolutely have too." I was heartbroken. Just as I was about to reach the top, my career is over. My dream was shattered.

Edge stares at me, his eyes full of understanding and sympathy. "I know this is hard, but it's important that we take good care of this injury. We can't rush this process. There will be ups and downs, but we'll get through this together."

Edge offers a comforting smile, and I find myself smiling back. The atmosphere is becoming lighter and more optimistic.

Me and Edge continue to have a discussion about my injury and how to properly manage it. Edge encourages me to rest and take it easy, and I nod in agreement. As I'm talking, Edge's face softens and he smiles gently.

"We'll get through this," Edge reassures me. "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere." I smile back, feeling more and more reassured by Edge's presence.

Maybe my future hold a return to the ring, but for now I'll focus on healing and having Edge by my side to help.

[rainchyna]

˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓄹۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆’

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 ꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .

˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 🐆 ⋮ series

SOUR GRAPES (1996 — 1998)

⋆ starring: SHAWN MICHAELS ⋆ HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY ⋆ CHYNA ⋆ LITA ⋆ BRET & OWEN HART ⋆ features other WWF & WCW stars!

▷ watch here:

season one (complete)

Offer [36:19] ⋆ The Torch [21:59] ⋆ Heat [27:29]

Blurred Lines [11:11] ⋆ Wrestling War I [29:46] ⋆ It Begins [31:00]

First Defense [19:46] 🎄[1:30] ⋆ Wonderful Bullocks [25:38] ⋆

The Heartbreak Kid’s Plan [49:26] ⋆ Cherry Coke [36:40] ⋆

She’s Evil, Most Definitely [1:23:59] ⋆ Insanity Arc [26:19]

season two (in production)

more to be added.

BLACK SWAN (2014 — 2016)

⋆ starring: HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY ⋆ THE SHIELD ⋆ STEPHANIE McMAHON ⋆ features other NXT & WWE stars!

▷ watch here: trailer

more to be added.

˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 🥥 ⋮ headcanons

CHANELLE’s DATING SHOW

episode one: “THE HEARTBREAK KID” — [1:35:48] ⋆ starring guest: SHAWN MICHAELS (behind the scenes)

episode two: “EXCELLENCE OF EXECUTION” — [1:20:00] ⋆ starring guest: BRET HART

episode three: “KING OF KINGS” — [1:16:48] ⋆ starring guest: HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY (coming soon..)

episode four: “THE LATINO HEAT” — [1:36:17] ⋆ starring guest: EDDIE GUERRERO (director’s cut)

episode five: “QUOTE THE RAVEN” — [1:00:45] ⋆ starring guest: RAVEN

episode six: “OUT OF NOWHERE” — [1:22:41] ⋆ starring guest: RANDY ORTON

episode seven: “HIDE YOUR WIVES” — [1:21:51] ⋆ starring guest: EDGE (director’s cut)

episode eight: “THE CHARISMATIC ENIGMA” — [1:05:20] ⋆ starring guest: JEFF HARDY

episode nine: “WHAT THE ROCK” — [1:59:59] ⋆ starring guest: DWAYNE JOHNSON

episode ten: “ISLAND OF RELEVANCY” — [1:46:00] ⋆ starring guest: ROMAN REIGNS

more to be added.

˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 🧸 ⋮ one shots

RARE COPIES ARCHIVE

tape one: “LEARN TO SHARE” — [25:00] ⋆ directed by: BRET HART & SHAWN MICHAELS

tape two: “DO NOT KLIQ” — [17:00] ⋆ directed by: SHAWN MICHAELS, KEVIN NASH, SCOTT HALL, HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY, SEAN WALTMAN.

tape three: “COME EXECUTE THIS” — [10:00] ⋆ directed by: BRET HART

tape three: “RATED ‘R’ SUPERSTAR” — [10:00] ⋆ directed by: EDGE

tape four: “PLAY MY GAME” — [10:00] ⋆ directed by: HUNTER HEARST HELMSLEY

more to be modified and added.

[damiansgoodgirll]

Can I pls have a 90's Edge x Fem reader where he kisses her back after patching her up and it leads to fluffy smut?

edge x reader

tw : smut smut smut

goodnight pretty girl

it’s been a rough match but you were glad you made it out as a champion.

you were in pain, anyone could tell that. fans cheering for you, at some point they thought you weren’t going to make it due to the amount pain you were feeling from your shoulders down to your back but you all proved them wrong and once you got backstage you couldn’t wait to take a shower and go back to the hotel so you could have a full night of sleep.

before you could reach your car your heard your boyfriend edge calling your name. you were surprised to see him there as he didn’t have any match to attend that night.

“you did great love!” he hugged you and you hugged him back.

“thanks…” you smile as you captured his lips with yours.

“i saw you were in pain back there…does your back hurt?” he asked a little concerned and you nodded “let me drive you back to the hotel so i can take care of you baby” he said before taking the driver seat and speeding to the hotel.

once you were in your hotel room, you let yourself fall on the bed, face between the pillows as edge bursted out laughing seeing your reaction.

“i’m so tired…” you said turning to face him.

“you should probably change yourself into something more comfortable…” he suggested and went to unpack some of his night’s clothes “wear these…you’ll feel better” he said and you thanked him.

you were way past over being shy in front of him so you changed right there, not wanting to move to the bathroom. you felt edge’s eyes on you, watching every move you made but his gaze got stuck on your back, where a few bruises were starting to form.

“hold on baby…” he stopped you before you could wear the long t-shirt he gave you “let me clean your back better, you have some purple bruises that i really don’t like” he said and despite all you wanted to do was sleep you knew you couldn’t say no to him. so you remained in your bra and panties, laying flat on your stomach and you let a few whimper out of your mouth when you felt edge’s hands applying some cream onto your back “this will help you with the pain, you’ll thank me later” he said and you nodded.

his hands massaged your back for a few minutes and when you thought he was over, he laid down to kiss your neck and shoulders, making sure to not hurt the spot where you were in pain.

“you smell amazing baby…” he whispered into your ear making you shiver.

his hands went to un clap your bra and he helped you turning around so you were facing him. his lips connected with your hard nipples and you couldn’t help but moan, try to not scream as you were staying in a very old hotel, knowing that the walls were pretty thin.

his hands moved to remove your panties and he began to undress himself too, remaining both naked.

his fingers went between your already wet folds and he began to play with your clit, knowing how much you loved when he teased you like that.

“please baby…” you moaned.

“someone’s a little impatient” he teased you. you didn’t even have time to reply back that his dick slammed into you in one swift move. he gave you some time to adjust before he began to move inside of you. slowly, taking his time with you, his hands reaching for yours as he trapped them over your head. his lips went to your neck and collarbone, moving to your nipples and gently biting them.

the slow pace he set was killing you, it was making you feel things you’ve never felt before, his cock hitting you in all your right spots.

“oh fuck…” you moaned when you felt his tip hitting right over your g-spot.

“like that?” he asked you and you nodded.

it was different from the old times, he would usually be rough or quick, sensual but not like that and you’ve never that good in your whole life.

it took him only a few thrust so spill himself inside of you and he completely lost it when you clenched hard on his dick, coming all over him.

“are you okay pretty girl?” he asked you when he caught his breath.

“yes…” you slowly opened your eyes and saw his still on top of you, admiring you with so much love that made your heart feel full. his lips went to captured yours in a very sensual and loving kiss.

he moved to the bathroom and took a washcloth just for cleaning you both up. he made sure you drank something, knowing that you probably were dehydrated. he dressed you in his clothes again and tucked you under the covers.

you were already half asleep and he realised that when he saw your eyes fall close.

“goodnight pretty girl” he whispered, kissing your cheek and let you laid your head on his chest.

[omegasshyghuleh6661ghosts]

Dancing Like Flames

@judgementdaysunshine I hope the wait was well worth it! 😈

Title inspo: Pain Remains I: Dancing Like Flames by Lorna Shore

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You'd walked into the arena with Randy, arms draped across the small of each other's back as you checked in and made your way to the locker room that your partner Adam had already claimed for the three of you. His thumb rubbed over your hip as you walked through the halls, hand resting comfortably against the soft cotton of your leggings.

"You excited for tonight, babydoll?"

You looked up at him, smiling as you realized he'd been sneakily staring at you for a few moments as you approached the door.

"Of course! Why wouldn't I be?"

He shrugged slightly, muscular arm reaching out and opening the door for you. A soft blush spread across your cheeks as it had done so many times before, Adam looking up at the two of you as Randy let you into the room first.

"You know how tonight's gonna go, and I wanted to make sure you were ready."

You stretched upwards a bit, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I'll be fine, darlin'."

He smiled, playfully smacking your butt as he closed the door behind him, Adam's quiet laughter catching your attention as you turned toward him and walked over. His hands reached out to you, carefully pulling you toward him as you claimed your spot on his lap.

The three of you joked around and talked about your matches, both men carrying you out to the ring on their shoulders when it came time for your match. They psyched you up, keeping anyone from interfering or distracting the ref. You won the match, your boys wrapping you in a hug before helping you to the locker room.

Adam got you an ice pack, sitting beside you and holding your hand as Randy massaged your shoulders. The three of you relaxed, going over the boys' match. After a half hour or so, you got up and followed them to Gorilla. They were going against your mentors Shawn and Hunter, and while they hadn't told you how it was going to end, you knew it was going to be a well fought and bloody match.

You escorted them down to the ring, watching intently and cheering for your loves as the match dragged on. Adam ended up covered in Shawn's blood, a small pang in your heart as you watched the four men brawling it out in front of you. Randy couldn't help but smile a little bit as the bell rang after a little while, signaling that your lovers had won. He'd heard your cheers above the crowd, eyes meeting yours as you hopped up from the announcement table and met him at the apron. He and Adam hopped down, arms wrapping around you and each other without a care in the world.

The three of you walked back to your locker room, both men taking turns holding you while the other showered. You'd stuck around until after the show, one of the last groups to leave the arena and head back to your hotel. During the car ride Adam held your hand, a vaguely nervous feeling rushing through you as your thoughts began to tiptoe into unexplored territory. Images of both men worshipping your body flashed through your mind, you glancing to both men like they'd hear your thoughts as if you'd said them aloud.

Randy and Adam took your bags up to the room once you'd gotten checked in, joking around with you. You were the one to unlock the door, walking in and setting the room key down on a nightstand before sitting down on the edge of the king sized bed. Randy closed the door behind him, setting the bags down and getting onto the bed beside you.

"What's on your mind, baby?"

"Just thinking, that's all. Nothing bad."

He raised a brow slightly, Adam doing the same as Randy wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Care to enlighten us?"

Your eyes shifted downward, studying the designs that adorned your lover's skin as a subtle pink flush spread across your cheeks.

"I was just thinking about us... About how I feel safe with you, and how much I love you both..."

You'd trailed off for a moment as you felt the bed shift slightly, Adam having sat beside you. He reached out, hand reaching out to gently caress your cheek. Your gaze shifted once more, looking to the two men you loved more than anything in the world.

"I love you both so much, and I want you to be my first."

Both men were quiet for a few moments as they studied you, soft smiles forming on their lips. Adam was the first to speak, a slightly devious look in his eyes as his thumb rubbed over your skin. His gaze softened slightly as Randy shifted slightly and pressed a kiss to your neck.

"How long have you been thinking about this, sweetheart?"

"Since this morning."

Your bashful admission caused both men to chuckle, sharing an amused look. Randy let you go, getting off the bed and crouching in front of you.

"You've been thinking about us... What we'd finally do to you... All morning, and you didn't tell us? Naughty girl."

"We're gonna take good care of you, babydoll. I promise."

You shared a kiss with them, each filled with more love and warmth than you could have imagined, unable to ignore just how wet you were becoming. You shifted slightly as Randy slipped out of his shirt, Adam following suit a few moments later.

They slowly stripped you out of your clothes, littering kisses over nearly every inch of newly exposed skin. A quiet hum slipped past your lips as Adam began sucking marks into your neck, your eyes closing as Randy's hands rubbed over your thighs. One of Adam's slipped down, both men spreading your legs as Randy's kisses crept closer and closer to your entrance.

Adam's free hand moved upward, gently rubbing over your side as Randy finally closed the gap and got his first taste of you. He didn't fight the pleasured groan that erupted from his chest as he began devouring you, letting the sounds you'd begun making guide his motions. Adam's fingers gripped your thigh as you moaned at Randy's actions, both men deeply aware of how hard they had gotten from seeing you like this.

"Look at you, baby... Bein' such a good, good fuckin' girl for us."

Another moan bubbled up from your throat at Adam's murmured words, hips grinding against Randy as he eased two fingers into you while sucking on your clit. Your heart pounded in your chest, brain fuzzy as your lovers took their time pleasing you. They brought you to the edge, both doing everything they could to make you feel as good as possible.

"I know you're close, pretty girl. You can let go, baby... Cum for us."

Your head laid back against Adam, mouth open slightly as you finally came undone. Both men continued their movements, Adam's fingers rubbing your clit as they worked you through your first orgasm of the night. Your body tensed as the waves of pleasure continued to hit you, a string of curses leaving your mouth. You slowly came down from your high, relaxing between them as they removed their fingers from you and sucked them clean.

They showered you with praise and affection, carefully moving you so that you laid on the bed with Adam on your left and Randy on your right.

"Think you can handle another, princess?"

You nodded, too caught up in the situation for words. Adam leaned down and kissed you, breaking it and settling himself between your legs after Randy had tossed him a condom from his backpack. He ripped the packet open and slipped it on before teasing you with the tip of his cock, leaning down and kissing you deeply as he slowly eased into you. He'd wrapped his arms around you, giving you a few moments to adjust to his size before beginning to thrust into you.

He slowly brought you to another incredible orgasm, his focus solely on pleasing you. Your orgasm hit you hard, muscles tensing around him which brought him over the edge with you. He took his time working you through your highs, both he and Randy once again showering you with praise and affection. Adam moved to lay beside you after disposing of his condom, both men chuckling as you reached over and pulled Randy in for a kiss.

"Want to feel you too, Viper."

He chuckled at your words, moving to kneel between your legs as he grabbed a condom as well and put it on.

"Whatever you want, you get babydoll."

He eased into you, being just as gentle as Adam had been. He brought you to the edge a bit quicker than Adam had, both men talking you off. His fingers dug into your hips slightly as you came undone for him, groaning as he worked you through your high. He pulled you close as he came, your name slipping from his lips like a muttered prayer.

"You were such a good girl for us, baby."

"We love you, babydoll."

[wwereaderinserts]

Can I have Edge x Fem reader with the prompts "I never expected to have anyone love me the way you do" + "You brought so many things to my life that I thought I never deserved"?

Title: A Memorable Dinner Pairing: Edge x Reader Word Count: 933

“Okay, that’s it. What’s on your mind?” You set your cutlery down on your plate before you prop your elbows up on the dinner table, quirking a brow at Edge as you peer over at him sitting opposite you. He stops mid-swig of his beer and meets your eyes, seemingly freezing in time before he swallows it down and gives you a nonchalant shrug in response.

“I don’t know what you me-”

“Honey, come on. You’ve hardly said a word since the main course arrived.” you hum and give him a pointed look, “You can barely keep still in your seat, and you just…I dunno. You seem off. So talk to me.”

Casting him a knowing look, you press him slightly more on the matter. When it’s clear you’re not willing to let it go, Edge lets out a sigh, sets his glass down, and slouches back in his seat slightly. He gives it a moment and mulls his words over before he even thinks about opening his mouth to continue, and you find yourself hoping for the best, yet simultaneously expecting the worst ahead of time.

“Nothing’s wrong, babe. Really. It’s…I’ve been thinking about a few things lately, that’s all.”

Edge’s gaze only wavers from yours when he says the latter, and you feel your brows knit together when he looks away from you. It’s certainly ominous, to say the least. ‘Thinking about a few things’ could range from almost absolutely anything, positive or negative, and it definitely prompts anxiety to spike within you.

Noticing the way your brows knit together, he takes it as a silent plea to elaborate and either set your mind at ease if it turns out to be something positive, or just rip the bandaid off and stop prolonging it if it turns out to be something negative.

“Look, it…it’s been a hell of a year for us, right? Got our own place together, got over a few bumps in the road along the way, talked more about the future together.” Edge begins, and you give him a nod of acknowledgement, “But as time’s gone on, it’s made me realise a thing or two.”

His expression turns solemn now, and it does absolutely nothing to quell the churning you feel deep in your gut or the way you start to tremble with nerves. You wring your hands together in a feeble attempt not to let it show.

“Please don’t tell me you planned this night out just to end things with me.”

Even though you’d done such a stellar job of hiding your nerves up until this point, the quiver in your voice completely and utterly betrays you when you speak up. You clear your throat in a last ditch effort to try masking it, but you’ve already given yourself away. A frown flashes across Edge’s face, and he sits almost bolt upright in his seat once more.

“What? No! No, nothing like that!” he’s quick to dismiss your concerns, even quicker to reassure you with, “It’s the opposite, actually.”

He takes a deep breath, remaining silent for a moment if only to string together everything he wants to say in order to convey everything probably and leave absolutely no room for any doubts from you.

“Over the past year, you’ve made me realise just how lucky I am. How loved I am, because honestly? I never expected to have anyone love me the way you do.” Edge begins, the emotion in his voice beginning to choke him up as he fights to power through, “You brought so many things to my life that I thought I never even deserved, (Y/N).”

Edge cuts himself short for a moment, casting his gaze towards the ceiling in an attempt to quell the storm of emotions currently brewing up inside him. Seeing him choked up like this gets to you, and you feel your own eyes begin to well up with unshed tears as you reach out to take hold of his hand from across the table before you give it an encouraging squeeze, remaining silent to allow him to continue.

“So no, it’s definitely not a breakup. It’s more like…”

He trails off to briefly fidget in his seat as he reaches into his pocket, and it doesn’t take you long to connect the dots and figure out exactly what he’s about to say next. He slips out of his chair and gets down on one knee next to your table, opening a small, velvet box before he angles it towards you.

Your hands fly up to cover your mouth in total shock, and even though you’re beaming from ear to ear, the unshed tears now sliding down your face one by one. You can’t help but feel slightly foolish at the way you’d initially had everything figured out all wrong, but at the same time, the way he’s been acting throughout the night now makes total sense.

“It’s more of a ‘I love you so much, will you spend the rest of your life with me?’ kind of situation.” Edge chuckles and sniffles, looking up at you with the perfect combination of hope and adoration in his eyes, “So…will you marry me?”

You don’t waste a second in responding. With a fervent nod of your head, you rise up out of your seat and crouch down to his height to give him a tender, somewhat hasty kiss before you pull him into a warm embrace, not wanting to let him go.

“This is gonna be the easiest yes of my entire life. Of course I’ll marry you.”

[moondust-imagines]

Can we get a Poly E&C x Reader HC about getting drunk with them?

This is short but hope you like it x

Edge is a horny drunk. He is all over you, covering you in sloppy kisses. He's leaning on you so heavily that you have to get Christian to pull him off before you fall, this usually earns Christian some of his own kisses. Edge will pull either of you into a bathroom for a quickie..

Christian on the other hand is much more of a talkative drunk. Most of the time he’s making zero sense or he’s gone on 5 different tangents without letting anyone else get a word in. You and Edge shut him up with kisses though. Mainly Edge trying to convince him to go to the bathroom with him

Getting them home when they’re drunk can be…challenging. They both want to hold your hand which means you have to sling your bag over one of their shoulders. Your bag has almost been lost many times because of this arrangement.

Once your home, Christian is eating literally anything edible. If it can be eaten, he’s eating it. Edge however is already trying to either find more booze or arguing with the TV because it won’t turn on. The remote is on the table next to him.

It’s easy enough to round them up though. Once mention of sex from you and they are tripping over each other to get to the bedroom

[sulfurz]

ೃ༄ CONSCIENCES EDGE (randy orton x fem!reader, ft. edge)

ೃ༄ PAIRING: randy orton x fem! reader, brief edge x fem!reader (just flirting)

ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: anon

hi! can i request randy orton x fem!reader when they are dating and in a tag team match but against each other. and randy’s opponent keeps flirting with (y/n) in front of him to gets him mad. please :)

ೃ༄ WARNINGS: possessive!randy, slightly suggestive, edge being a taunt

ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 1.4k

ೃ༄ NOTE: anon i really hope this is at least somewhat what you wanted because i had SO much fun with this request eek (as you can tell by how fast i wrote it). pls excuse the self indulgence that is: me adding adam as y/n’s partner but truthfully i would love to be in a sandwich between randy and adam so it just felt right (title pun is 110% intended)

the wwe universe knew two things for certain about randy orton:

1. he was an absolute monster in the ring.

2. he adored you.

when the two of you first debuted your relationship, he made the latter very clear, never missing an opportunity to have his hands on you — whether this be on your waist, his fingers in yours, or the possessive hold when he stood with his fingers dancing over your ass. randy orton did not share his women, and you were no exception.

so when the storyline called for you to turn on him, the wwe universe went up in flames. whilst some were undoubtedly unsure on how said story would unfold, most were exhilarated by how you came out night after night to sabotage the man you once loved front stage and centre. you were one of the greatest heels most fans had seen, and despite your villainous position, they loved you all the more for it.

of course, they never knew what went on backstage. how after you taunted the man in the ring, you’d fall straight back into his arms in a hotel bed that you wouldn’t leave until the morning.

it was when the story called for teaming up that people really lost their minds. a series of backstage segments that followed randy as he sought out someone to finally take you down. he settled on none other than than trish stratus in all of her powerful glory — your current competitor for the title, and that was when all hell broke loose. in a title match against trish, just as you began readying up for your finisher, randy ran in to prevent trish from losing her title, and solidifying themselves as the team which you would go up against.

then it was your turn to shine, a setup for how you’d end up here. trish and randy had promised a battle, and you were going to give them one in what the crowd believed would be a handicap match. you, and the writers, had other plans.

all three of you had taken the stage, ready to fight it out for the greatest prize of all, bragging rights, when the lights went dark once more. a known, and feared you think you know me? echoing through the dark arena. the crowd could clearly see randy’s face, the expression of shock as his former tag team partner turned enemy entered the arena and came to stand by your side — then the stage was set.

unbeknownst to your competitors, you and edge had an agreement. you’d follow the choreography, stick to the plan, except it was always fun to rile your out of ring boyfriend up, and who better to take the lead than the rated r superstar himself?

as the match started, you and trish taking first turn, you wasted no time in flooring trish, watching as she sold it to the crowd whilst you waltzed back to where edge stood at ring side. he didn’t touch you to avoid tagging himself in, but his intent was evident as he leant over the top rope, swiping his tongue along his bottom lip.

“i’d let you do that to me any day, sweetheart.”

from the other side of the ring, over the roar of the crowd you could hear the faint growl of your boyfriend, followed by movement as he stalked closer to observe the interaction.

trish recovered quickly, and the two of you returned to going back and forth for several minutes until she unleashed her cat fight move on you, and it was your turn to sell. if you glanced behind you from where you lay on the floor, you could see the watchful eyes of randy darting between your pained position on the floor, and your tag partner who was positioned in a crouch, undoubtedly showing randy he was staring at your ass.

when you dragged yourself to the side, eye to eye with a curled over edge, you were hyper aware of how randy watched intensely.

edge grinned, a knowing look in his eye as he made sure randy heard every word. “you look good when you’re all worked up.”

you smirked, unable to hide your own amusement at the snarl you heard from your right, before outstretching your hand to allow edge to tag himself in.

carefully, you rolled under the bottom rope, trish doing the same. but before your feet had even landed on the floor, randy had dragged edge into the ring and delivered a harder than necessary back elbow to the man’s chest. you winced for the sake of the show, but couldn’t deny the way your heart swelled seeing your boyfriend so agitated over you.

once again; randy orton did not share his women, and this was no different.

the two men put on a good show, wrestling back and forth with a series of high rope moves from both that most wrestlers wouldn’t dare perform. as scripted, edge managed to get randy with a spear before the latter kicked out of an undeniably dirty pin, but it just gave the man the perfect opportunity.

he tagged you in slyly, reaching for your hand but instead making sure he bypassed at the last second and made the contact via running his hand down the side of your waist and to your ass. the crowd roared as you and trish took your places again, but the look on randy’s face as he was pushed out of the ring by his own partner was immortalised in your brain forever.

it was a look that said everything: you’re mine.

when the battle began again, you were hyper aware of the weakened shouts from an (acting) injured edge, showering you with compliments that had you pretending to preen until suddenly they all stopped. you glanced to your side to see the cause of the silence, being greeted by the unplanned side of randy having edge pressed against the ropes, hands on the man’s shoulders until edge was forced to flip back into the ring.

the commotion was enough to distract you so that trish could execute a clothes line, knocking you to the ground as she tagged randy back in to continue whatever shallow beat out he was doing on your partner.

edge was well and truly down by now, and you made your attempt to exit the ring and let him fend for himself when a firm hand wrapped around your wrist.

instead of being met by your partners tag, you were pulled into the strong chest of randy himself, the man wasting no time before crashing your lips together. unplanned, but welcomed, you couldn’t help but kiss back just as forcefully, not caring that the cameras were catching every moment of the heated make out session right in the middle of the ring.

one of randy’s hands slipped down to exactly where edge’s had been, giving your ass a firm squeeze to elicit a gasp that let him deepen the kiss. it was filthy, and borderline offensive to the tv rules, but when randy pulled back and you saw the fire in his eyes, you were about ready to jump him right there.

one last bite to your shoulder and randy was moving again, stalking towards where edge lay writhing near the corner of the ring. he moved him just enough to pin him without a rope break, and when edge was unable to kick out, randy and trish solidified their dinner status. but, instead of moving to celebrate with his partner, randy walked straight back to your side.

his lips were back on yours again, this time pulling your teeth between his bottom lip in a show that would surely have you pulled into the office post match. you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not as one of his hands gripped at your waist, the other holding your head by the back of the neck so you couldn’t escape the kiss even if you wanted to.

not that you wanted to.

when he finally broke away, eyes ablaze as the crowd lost their minds, you could see the redness in his face from the possessiveness.

he looked like he wanted to eat you alive, and you welcomed every thought of it.

“you’re mine.” he punctuated his words with a kiss to the side of your mouth, open mouthed and dirty as could be. “only mine.”

“i know.” you whispered, enjoying the sensation of randy’s lips travelling down your neck. he didn’t care for rules in that moment as he latched his lips to the crook of your neck, a gasp leaving your own mouth before you could stop it. you raised a weak hand to the back of his neck as your knees buckled under the very public attention “only yours.”

3. above every woman in the world, randy orton had never, and would never share you.

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

15: “I’m so scared…of you”

34: “shh it’s okay, I’m here now”

69: having your first time in bed with each other

Tag: @judgementdaysunshine

Word count: 2058

Warnings: mild swearing

Fic type: fluff and smut

Link to masterlist

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m so scared…of you-“

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

“Let me finish, please.” You begged.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Can i request a NSFW hc of Christian Cage's kinks?

Christian Cage's Kinks (Headcannons)

An: I already made a NSFW alphabet that includes his kinks (where you can find HERE) So for this I just thought I would include his kinks from that but explain exactly what those kinks mean

Christian Cage Masterlist Main Masterlist NSFW Alphabet Masterlist

Warnings: NSFW content 18+

Daddy kink/ Dd/lg: This one's kinda self explanatory (if you know what I mean) I mean he does have a thing for fatherless wrestlers 🤷🏼‍♀️

Breeding kink: This man is obsessed with the  idea of knocking you up. He loves the sight of his seed pouring out of you. All he wants is to get you pregnant and show you off like a trophy. He get's off on what people would say about the two of you, how an older man like himself knocked up his controversialy young girlfriend.

Pregnancy kink: Once you are pregnant he can't get enough of you. The way your breasts grow and lactate has this man foaming at the mouth. There is something about the way you glow during your pregnancy that has this man on his knees for you. He's so facinated at watching your body change during pregnancy. He can't wait to meet your little angel and of course knock you up again.

Overstimulation: He loves to absolutely destroy you just so he can put you back together again. He loves to make you cry underneath him but in the most loving way possible. (if that even makes sense) After he fucks you into oblivion he will hold you close and kiss away your tears.

Orgasm control/ orgasm denial/ forced orgasm: Ties into overstimulation, he will be rough and ruthless with you just to spoil the shit out of you afterwards. "You did so good baby, I'm so pround of you" He knows he can be mean so he makes sure to make it up to you later. He's big on aftercare just so he can destroy you again once you're back in reality.

Spanking: This one's pretty self explanatory. (Ties into the daddy kink and dd/lg) It's simple if you've dissipointed him or have been bad you get a spanking. Sometimes you will mess with him on purpose just to be punished for it later. He's traditional with it too, he won't use anything fancy like a paddle. He will have you over his knee with your dress over your head, spanking you with his bare rough hand.

Cock warming: This man just loves to be in you 24/7. He can't get enough of you. He loves how close the two of you are. Whenever he can, he wants to be in you. Whether that's while watching tv, while you work on your computer, while you sleep or out in public. He loves the warmth you provide, he just can't get enough of the feeling of you around him.

Creampie: (ties into the breeding kink) He just can't get enough of the mess the two of you make together

(AN:I also wanted to put in here that I personally think dd/lg is gross but I have a feeling Christian would be into it. Due to that I will not be writing any fics around anything like that!)

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Interesting Discovery

Paring: 90's!Edge × F!Reader

Fandom: Wwe

Request: Yes, by @judgementdaysunshine

Summary: Edge discovers that his girlfriend has a hip tattoos.

N/A: I know the gif isn't 90s Edge. I just thought it was cute and fit the pure fluff vibe.....I was tempted to make edge propose after I wrote this because of the end.

Edge had thought that he knew everything there was to know about his girlfriend. That is, until he discovered a hip tattoos that she never told him about while they were chilling at home.

How did Edge discovers the tattoos? He happened to walk into the kitchen at the right time. She was reaching for something in one of the cabinets and her shirt had lifted just enough to show the tattoos that were partially covered by her low waisted sweatpants.

The site of the small amount of ink showing had caught Edge's attention. Curiosity got the best of Edge, so he takes a few steps forwards to get a better look at the tattoos. Edge stared at the designs with a confused expression.

As Edge stares at the tattoos, his confusion slowly turns to adoration, as he takes in their beauty and intricacy. He could only make out some of the ink but that didn't change his mind.

Only a few minutes after being in the kitchen Edge's girlfriend finally realizes Edge is in the kitchen with her. She has turned around and was startled by his standing there. Once she realized were Edge's eyes were she became a bit embarrassed.

Obviously Edge saw this and immediately tool action. Edge gently takes her chin and makes her look at him. He tells her that her tattoos are beautiful.

Only a second later Edge was kneeling and gentle kissing the tattoos before standing up again. Edge stood looking at his girlfriend with nothing but love. In his main the tattoos made her even more badass.

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Demon balor x reader

Balor make a suprise appearance to Edge's oldest daughter reader. And makes her an offer. If she turns on her father at hell in a cell then she can be raw women's champion... hard deal to pass up?

deal with a demon

a/n: THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!!! i knew this needed to be posted in honor or mania weekend so pls enjoy...does this deserve a pt. 2? 🫢

tags: SFW, fem!reader, the demon king himself, reader is also edge's daughter, minor violence/description of matches

When you were a kid, all you wanted to be when you grew up was just like your dad. He was Edge - one of the coolest and most popular wrestlers in the world - and he had brought you up in the industry. Why wouldn't you want to be like him He trained you and did everything he could to get you to the main roster with him, but now that you were there, you spent your days in his shadow.

What was one your dream, was now nothing more than a nightmare.

You'd done everything you could to support him; being at ringside at his matches, helping him cheat, anything for him. And what did he do in return? Nothing. His excuse? 'I worked for everything I have, so you can do the same.' As if you hadn't been working hard.

Sometimes all you needed was some distance from your dad, because him being there only stressed you out more before a match. There was enough pressure on you being the daughter of a Hall of Famer. Tonight was no different, as you sat down on a crate backstage away from everyone else taping your wrists.

A shiver ran down your spine when the already dark lights around you got darker, a hint of red shining around you as well. You looked around to see what was going on but couldn't quite put your finger on it...until he appeared.

"What's a pretty thing like you doin' here all alone?" Balor asked you, coming closer to where you sat with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket.

You backed away from him just a little bit while watching him. With his upcoming match against your dad, you wanted nothing to do with Balor at the moment. "None of your business." You answered him. "Shouldn't you be somewhere making everyone miserable?"

Balor chuckled, his smile glowing in the red light around him. Fuck, he wasn't even in full demon attire, yet his demeanor had it written all over him. It made your blood run still in your body. "Actually, I've been looking for you." He said. "Because I have a proposition that you won't be able to turn down."

"I highly doubt that." You mumbled, looking down at your wrists again. "But make it quick. I have places to be."

He nodded and continued to watch you carefully. "And where would those places be? Do they include your father?" Balor asked. "Even though you and I both know he's not nearly s invested in your career s he should be?"

His words, while they resonated with you, made you furious. You looked up at him and shook your head. "You don't know a thing about him."

"Oh, but I do." Balor smiled. "I know that he sees you as baggage. I know that he doesn't give a damn about your career. He got you here, and now he could care less." His voice was oddly sympathetic; did he feel bad for you? Did he mean anything he was saying? Your eyes watered at his words and you shook your head at him.

"He cares about me." You mumbled. "I never said he didn't care about you, Y/N." Balor said. "Of course he loves and cares about you. But your career doesn't take priority for him like it should, and I feel awful watching you suffer in his shadow every week." His stepped closer so he was right in front of you. "I can help you." He said softly, a finger coming up to brush a stray tear from your cheek. "I just need you to help me at Hell in a Cell this weekend, and I could give you everything you want and more." Balor smiled down at you. "And i know for you, it means the championship."

While you knew the right thing to do was run, you stayed and listened to everything he said. Balor was awful, and you knew your dad needed you this weekend. But Edge didn't care about what you wanted anymore...did Balor?

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The night was finally here; your dad, The Rated-R Superstar, meeting the Demon Finn Balor inside Hell in a Cell. A match that was keeping the audience on their feet the entire time watching the two men tear one another apart. Everything they could use as a weapon, they did; tables, chairs, kendo sticks, chains, anything and everything. You stayed backstage and watched on a monitor, but you had a plan that was going to be enacted any moment now.

You waited until the end of the match when your dad was getting his last wind. Your music hit, and you ran down the ring with a kendo stick in your hand. Everyone cheered as they thought you were coming to help your dad, and that's what it sure seemed like.

Your dad smiled at you through the cell. "That's my girl!" Edge yelled as he watched you make your way to the ring. He slid out of the ring and went to the cell where you began to push the kendo stick through for him to finish the match. The entire time, you were smiling at him; this BS between him and Finn was finally going to end, and you were going to help!

But right as your dad reached for the kendo stick, you pulled it out of his grasp. The smile on your face fell into a frown, and you shook your head at him as he watched you in disbelief. "No, baby. No no no...give it back." Edge said, making a 'give it' motion with his hand. But once again, you shook your head at him. "Not a chance in hell, Dad." You said.

Balor was watching him the ring with a smile on his face. He knew exactly what he'd done, and you knew exactly what you were going to get out of this deal. "Y/N, give it to me now!" Your dad yelled again, and the only thing you could do in response was to slowly back up from the ring.

You watched as your dad gave up and went back into the ring, but was met with another attack from the Demon himself. It didn't take long before Balor pinned your dad with a three count, and when he was done he looked up at you with a smile.

Balor stood up on the ropes as you watched one another. "I keep my promises, princess." He said to you. And even over the roar of the crowd, you heard every word the Demon said to you. You loved your dad, but doing this was worth the pain evident on his face and body at what you'd done.