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This app dry as hell (on my side) (I'm too scared to talk to anyone because everyone on here looks like they have so many friends and mutuals on here already) (and I also am bad at keeping a conversation going)

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Hey guys, I know I've been very inactive lately. But I keep getting emails that people are leaving requests. I'm glad you guys trust me enough to write your request. But your girl has been going through a lot and just can not handle writing right now. I'm turning the email notifications off for the requests. But leave a request if you want, and when I feel like I can handle writing, I will. Happy New Year also. Love you all. And you all deserve the world. Don't forget that. 🧡🖤

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Be mine ~ Darby Allin

Requested: @lexi-bell : Darby Allin x Reader please. Reader likes Darby but is too shy to tell him until one day. Darby was teasing her about how short she is (I’m very short 5’2) and jumps up on his waist to mess with him. He goes for a match and leaves a note she wrote telling him that she really likes him and how it scares her because she’s never felt anything this strong before. He finds her talking to Adam Cole and Cole says “Your Boyfriend is behind you” teasing her. She turns to see Darby and he says “I didn’t ask her yet” or something like that. Can you make it cute and adorable so when he does ask her to be his girlfriend he picks her up and kisses her

Authors note: this took a while to write and I just could not get it to flow right so I apologize in advance to whoever reads this. Also my requests are now closed for awhile and will update when they are open again.

Taglist: @saramusazzi99 @carlybow @moniquelovesaewhook @biggesthat3r

Darby and I have always had a weird relationship. We both always teased each other but over time I started to develop feelings for him and for some reason I feel like he has not noticed my feelings. So last night while I was up thinking about how I was going to tell Darby about my feelings. I had decided to write a letter to him about my feelings for him. It ended up being two pages front and back long. He had a match the next day so I figured that after he leaves to go fight I would put the letter with his stuff. A little bit after his match Darby had found you talking to Adam Cole. Adam Cole noticed how you guys were almost always with each other so he teases you by saying your boyfriend is behind you, which threw you off guard. Considering you didn’t have a boyfriend. Due to you being confused you turned around and saw Darby and he said I ain’t ask her out yet. Which made you blush and Adam laughed at you. Two weeks later Darby had asked you out to dinner. After the dinner you guys went to the beach and just started talking. He stopped you guys and you guys sat down and he asked you out of no where to be his girlfriend. It took you a minute but you responded with a yes as soon as you caught your words. After you said yes he picked you up and gave you a big kiss on the lips.

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Master list pt. 3

(Newest to oldest)

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It’s always been you ~ Jack Perry

Requested: @lexi-bell: Aew Jack Perry x Women Reader - They are best friends and during dynamite they have an argument over her talking to Adam Page. During the argument she yells at him, “I’m not in love with him, I love you”. She gets scared of how he will react so she leaves to the hotel and goes to sit by the ocean. He finds her and tells her that he feels the same way. Can you make it cute like he picks her up and kisses her. I trust you, make it as cute as you can ❤️

Authors note: I kind of switched it up a bit to help it flow. But I tried to stay as close to what you requested. Hope you enjoy it!

Taglist: @saramusazzi99 @carlybow @moniquelovesaewhook @biggesthat3r

It’s a normal night of dynamite for you. Trying to hint at Jack that you love him. Adam Page had found out because you were talking with the girls about it. Adam had found out when he was walking past catering and had heard your voice. He put it in the back of his mind and made sure that he remembered it. Adam and Jack had happened to get in an argument themselves. Which Adam completely lied about everything.

“Y/n never liked you Jack. She’s always liked me. Get over it.” Hangman had said.

Jack didn’t say anything, hell he didn’t do anything except stare at Hangman. Hangman had turned around to walk away which left Jack an opening to shove Hangman. After the shove the boys fought until they were broken apart. Both of them bleeding pretty good. You had seen the commotion, but stared at Jack knowing he was hurt. Some of the backstage crew had taken Jack to medical and you followed wanting to help. Once Jack was sat down on the table he noticed you and told you to go find Hangman since you had liked him.

“What are you talking about Jack, I don’t love Adam, im not in love with him, I love you Jack. It’s always been you.”

Before your mind could even think you ran out and got in your car as fast as possible. You had drove to the hotel but you were still upset so you decided to go to the beach by the hotel. Jack was upset with himself because he listened and believed what Adam had said and not what you had to say. He left shortly after being checked out in medical with no major injuries. He went to the hotel to try and find you. You weren’t in your room or his room. Ever since you guys had been best friends he knows you love to be by the water. So he went to the beach right by the hotel knowing you would be there. As soon as he found you he sat next you and spilled his feelings for you to you. You still looking away from him. Until he picks you up puts you on his lap. And Jack says….

“I love you, y/n. I have since the day I met you. My love for you keeps getting stronger.”

After he got done he leaned in and kissed you, you kissed him back. That night he asked you to be his girlfriend. You guys have been going strong since that night.

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taking care of hook 💜✨ • notes: something really random that inspired me to write about his injury etc etc fluff and cute stuff

You sit on the edge of the bed, the mattress sinking slightly beneath your weight under the soft material. Hook’s lying there, his head propped up on pillows, the room’s dim light setting the ambiance for calm and intimacy. The white gauze of the eye patch stands out starkly against his tanned skin, reminding both of you of the accident that transpired backstage during a show.

You reach out to him, brushing a strand of his honey hair away from his forehead, careful not to let your fingers linger too long. His exposed eye remained closed as he felt your touch. You don’t want him to feel self-conscious or ashamed - even though you know he does. The bandages wrap around his head, secured with medical tape, and the sight of it makes your heart ache all over again.

“Does it hurt?” you ask, even though you already know the answer. You just want to hear his voice, to know that he’s still here with you, and for Hook to know you’re for him.

Hook shifts slightly, wincing as he does, body sore and pride hurt. “Not really,” he says, though you can hear the tension in his voice, the way he’s trying to downplay the pain. He’s always done that—tried to be strong, for you, for himself.

You nod, not pressing the issue - at least he’s there with you. Instead, you decide to move to the small table beside the bed, where a glass of water and a bottle of painkillers sit. The doctor had been clear about the dosage, but you find yourself reading the label again, just to be sure if there’s any way for you to ease his pain. Make it disappear. You’ve always been cautious though, especially when it comes to him.

“Here,” you say, handing him the glass and a single pill. He takes them from you, his fingers brushing against yours. The way he takes the medicine slowly and carefully makes your heart ache, reminding you of how much you care about him, how much you need him to be okay.

Hook swallows the pill without complaint, then leans back against the pillows while he hands you the empty glass with a sigh. You take the empty glass from him, setting it back on the table, and then you’re at a loss for what to do next. You hate seeing him like this—so vulnerable, so unlike the confident, carefree guy you’ve always known.

But you don’t let that show. Instead, you smile, trying to inject some calm into the room, some tenderness while you settle beside him again. “Babe, you look like a pirate,” you tease, hoping to lighten the mood.

He chuckles softly, a sweet eye admiring your caring figure. “If only I had the parrot,” Hook replies, a hint of his usual humor returning, reflecting in his cheeky yet weak smile. God, he’s so adorable.

You reach out again, this time taking his hand in yours. Hook’s grip is firm, reassuring, caring - returning back some of the love you’ve given. You don’t say anything for a while, just sit there holding his hand, letting the silence sit between you: it’s a comfortable one, the kind that only comes with people who truly know each other, the only sound in the background being the tv that broadcasts news and commercials to no one.

Eventually, the painkillers start to take effect. Hook’s eyelid droop, and you know he’s fighting to stay awake, to keep you company - to be with you in this safe space. But you shake your head, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

“Rest up, baby,” you whisper. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Hook nods, and closes his eye completely. You stay there, watching him as he drifts off to sleep, your hand still in his. The room is quiet, save for the soft sound of his breathing and of the tv that suddenly feels louder than it should, and you feel a strange mix of emotions—relief that he’s resting, fear of what may come next.

You stay by his side, your fingers tracing small circles on the back of his hand, soothing the pain, soothing the hard moment you’re going through. The night stretches out before you, long and uncertain — but you’re not going anywhere.

You’ll be here, watching over him, until the sun rises and the world feels a little less painful.

For now, that’s enough.

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AEW Masterlist

Check Yes or No

Hook x f/Reader

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: none. Just some major fluff

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

From my previous account plentyoffandoms.

WC: 482

©️ magicalbuttertarts 2024: do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

WC: 1055

I am so nervous.

Why am I nervous?

I mean, we have been together for such a long time, and I knew I loved her before we even got together.

I felt a hand clasp my shoulder, making me jump a little, but I could tell by the chuckle, it was my Dad.

"You seem nervous, Tyler." He teased.

"What if she decides she doesn't want to be with me. That this has all been a huge mistake, and." I started to spew out the thoughts I have been having since I woke up this morning.

"Tyler, that girl loves you, and you love her. You have ever since the third grade."

The first memory I ever had of her came rushing back to me.

It was the first day of school, and they just combined the two elementary. I was running around on the playground with my friends, and I heard this laugh.

I turned my head, and it was like staring at an angel. I actually ran into the goalpost. I was knocked out for a few moments, and I woke up to her staring down at me, with a worried look on her face.

I fell in love, and I didn't even know it at the time.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, and I pulled it out of the inside pocket of my jacket.

I saw that it was from her. "I love you, baby." Short and simple, and filled with so much emotion behind it.

This brought me back to when I first asked her out.

It was the first dance of grade 8, and for the first time, my friends and I were not going as a group, but asking people to do the dance.

Every single time I tried to ask her out, I would get tongue tied and turn around, walking so fast that she would be calling my name.

It was the day before the dance, and we were in history class.

I spent that class trying to come up with to ask her, but I knew I would just chicken out.

So I grabbed a spare piece of paper and wrote, 'Will you go to the dance with me? - Tyler.' With two boxes, one for yes, and one for no.

I folded it up and tossed it onto her desk. I held my breath as she opened it. She looked over her shoulder at me and then back at the note.

She grabbed her pen and did a checkmark, and folded it back up. She waited for our teacher to turn around, and she handed me the note.

I opened the note and couldn't stop the smile from my face as she checked yes.

That was the first of many dances for us.

We went through high school together. She was there for all my lacrosse and wrestling events, and I was there for her.

We voted the couple to most likely be married. We were voted Prom King and Queen.

We didn't go to the same college, but we talked every day and saw each other whenever we could.

Then, when I decided to become a wrestler, she was there, supporting me no matter what.

When I was having doubts about following my dream, and I was about to have my first wrestling match on TV, I was pacing back and forth in my hotel room.

I kept questioning all of this when she came up behind me, wrapping her arms around me, and I instantly calmed.

"You, Tyler Senerchia, are going to be wonderful. Everyone loves Hook and has been waiting for this moment."

I started to doubt myself once more. I turned around to face her. "No buts, Tyler. Everyone will be cheering for you and only you." I kissed her, putting all my heart into it.

And, of course, she was right. She always has been. She was and is still my number fan, and I am hers.

To travel with me, she started to write. She has a very popular travel blog, but with our wrestling friends and their favourite spots to shop and eat.

During one of those times, she was out for her research with Skye in Chicago, I picked up the antique engagement ring from my grandmother.

I was waiting for the right moment, but just like the 8th grade dance all over again, so I did what I did then.

I wrote her a note.

'Will you marry me?' and two boxes labelled yes or no.

Nothing over the top, and I knew this would be perfect for us.

I left the engagement ring box on the bed, and the note on top of it. I heard her call my name, as she walked into our room, me hiding in the bathroom.

She called my name, but she trailed off as she grabbed the note. I heard her gasp as she read it.

By this point, I was behind her on my knee, holding a bouquet of her favourite flowers.

I cleared my throat, and she turned around with the box and the note in her hands.

"Tyler,"

"Babygirl, I just need to know."

"Yes, a thousand times, yes."

I grabbed the box from her hand and opened it as quickly as possible to put the ring on her finger.

She cupped my face as I started to stand and kissed me.

We broke apart as we hugged on another.

"You didn't check a box."

"Tyler!" She said as she slapped my chest playfully.

I shook my head to clear it from all the memories I am having, and I looked at my friends and family as the music started.

Everyone stood and turned to look at my beautiful bride, stunned at how gorgeous she looked. This is my first time seeing her in her dress, and it all became too much.

I could feel tears start fall.

She gave me a concerned look, but I just mouthed I am okay.

She smiled at me and blew me a kiss.

"Her mother and I do."

"I love you."

"I love you too, Tyler."

"Now that we have that out of the way, let's get you two married."

Tag list: @lghockey @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla @crowleysqueenofhell

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Getting Hooked

Chapter 10

Hook x Reader

Getting Hooked Masterlist

Andretti’s POV :

I stormed up to Tyler, my fists clenched. "What the hell is wrong with you, man?" I shouted, my face inches from his.

Tyler sneered at me. "Mind your own business, Andretti."

But I wasn't having it. "You're yelling at Y/N like that? She's just trying to help you."

Tyler shoved me, and I shoved him back. "Why are you defending her so much?" he snarled. "You want her that bad? Why don't you take your ass out and leave with her?"

I was about to swing at him when Anthony and Dante stepped in, pulling us apart. "Whoa, whoa, calm down," Anthony said, his voice firm.

Dante added, "Yeah, this isn't solving anything."

I struggled against Anthony's grip, but he held tight. "Let it go, Andretti," he said.

Tyler was still fuming, his eyes blazing with anger. "This isn't over," he growled.

But I just shook my head. "You're not worth it, Tyler."

As I looked around, I realized Darius was nowhere to be seen.

Y/N’s POV :

I walked out of Tyler's apartment, feeling a mix of emotions. I sat down on the front stairs, trying to process everything.

Darius came out and sat down beside me. "Hey, you okay?" he asked, his voice soft.

I shook my head, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I just feel so worried about him," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "He's not thinking straight, and I don't know how to help him."

Darius put his arm around me, pulling me close. I leaned into him, feeling a sense of comfort.

The rest of the boys came out, looking concerned. Andretti was fuming, his eyes blazing with anger.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice muffled against Darius' shoulder.

Dante filled me in. "Andretti and Tyler got into it. They were shoving each other, and Anthony and I had to step in."

I nodded, feeling a pang of worry. This was getting out of hand.

"We should get you out of here," Darius said, standing up and pulling me with him. "Let's go back to the club and grab your stuff."

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief. I didn't want to be around Tyler right now.

As we drove back to the club, the tension in the car was palpable. Andretti was still fuming, and the others were quiet, lost in their own thoughts.

I leaned my head against the window, feeling exhausted. This was not how I wanted things to go.

Time Skip - 2 Weeks

Skye’s POV :

Y/N, Willow, Julia, and I were sipping drinks and chatting at the bar, enjoying a much-needed girls' night out. But then Y/N's phone blew up with texts from Hook. She rolled her eyes and ignored them, but I could tell she was tense.

"Girl, why aren't you answering him?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

Y/N shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I don't want to deal with it."

Julia and Willow exchanged curious glances, and I knew we were all thinking the same thing - what was going on between Y/N and Hook?

Y/N filled us in on the drama that had been unfolding, including the yelling match at Hook's apartment. I listened with wide eyes, shocked by the intensity of their argument.

As we continued to chat and ignore Hook's increasingly urgent texts, I saw him walk into the bar. Y/N's eyes flicked towards him, and she quickly got up.

"I'm out of here, guys. Bye."

I watched as Y/N made a quick exit, leaving Tyler standing at the counter looking frustrated. Willow giggled and grabbed Hook’s shoulder.

"Man, did you fuck up!" she said, trying to stifle her laughter.

Julia quickly pulled Willow back, whispering "Not the time, Willow."

I couldn't help but laugh at the scene. Poor Hook.

Author’s Note : Heyyyy so I’ve decided to put all of my other fics that have been submitted on hold until I finish writing this story I’ve got a few more chapters alr planned out js need to write them and this marks halfway though the story! I plan on making 20 parts (long ik) and then I’ll go back to all of my requests!! As always lots of love- Tori 🫶💋

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Getting Hooked

Chapter 9

Hook x Reader

Getting Hooked Masterlist

Darius' POV :

We dropped Tyler off at his place, and I could tell he was still reeling from the events of the night. As we drove away, I turned to the others and said, "We need to keep an eye on him. He's not thinking straight."

Anthony nodded in agreement. "We'll watch his back, like always."

But I knew that this time, it might not be enough. Tyler was walking a dangerous path, and I wasn't sure if we could save him from himself.

As we drove back to the club, Andretti spoke up. "You know, guys, we need to talk about what happened tonight."

"What do you mean?" Anthony asked.

"I mean, Hook took out Chris without even consulting us. That's not how we operate," Andretti said, his voice laced with concern.

I nodded in agreement. "Andretti's right. We need to talk to Hook, make sure he's not going rogue on us."

Anthony sighed. "I'll talk to him. Try to get him to see sense."

But as we pulled up to the club, I saw Y/N waiting outside, looking worried.

Y/N's POV :

I waited outside the club, my mind racing with thoughts of Tyler. I had seen the look in his eyes when he left, and I knew something was wrong.

As the guys pulled up, I approached them. "Hey, what's going on? I saw the note on the receipt...what's happening with Tyler?"

Darius hesitated, then said, "He's in a bit of a situation. We're trying to help him out."

I frowned, sensing there was more to it. "What kind of situation?"

Anthony intervened, his voice calm. "Let's just say Hook took care of some business, but it might have gotten out of hand."

I felt a surge of worry. "Is he okay?"

Andretti nodded. "He's fine, but we need to keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't do anything else...impulsive."

I nodded, determination rising within me. "I want to help. I can talk to him, try to calm him down."

Darius raised an eyebrow. "You think you can handle it?"

I stood my ground. "Yes, I do. I care about him, and I'm not going to let him go through this alone."

The guys exchanged skeptical glances, but Anthony nodded. "Okay, we'll take you to him. But be careful, Y/N. Hook's not in a good place right now."

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come.

Tyler's POV :

I sat on my terrace, smoking a blunt and staring out at the city skyline. The shower had helped calm my nerves, but my mind was still racing from the events of the night.

As I exhaled a plume of smoke, I heard the sound of cars pulling up outside. I figured it was the guys, come to check on me.

I didn't move, just kept smoking and staring out at the view. I knew they'd come to lecture me, to tell me I'd gone too far.

But I didn't care. I'd done what needed to be done.

The doorbell rang, and I heard the sound of voices inside. When I heard Y/N was with them, my heart skipped a beat.

I took one last drag on the blunt, then stubbed it out and stood up. I walked back inside, pulling my sweatpants up more on my waist.

As I entered the living room, I saw them all standing there, looking at me with concern. Y/N stepped forward, her eyes locked on mine.

"Tyler, what's going on?" she asked, her voice soft.

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Just taking care of some business, that's all."

But Y/N wasn't having it. She walked up to me, her eyes flashing with anger. "Don't lie to me, Tyler. I know what happened. You went after Jericho, didn't you?"

I sighed, feeling a pang of regret. Maybe I hadn't been as careful as I thought.

Y/N's POV :

I stood in front of Tyler, my heart racing with worry. "Don't lie to me, Tyler. I know what happened. You went after Jericho, didn't you?"

Tyler's eyes dropped, and he nodded slightly. I felt a surge of anger mixed with fear. What had he gotten himself into?

"Tyler, what were you thinking?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice down. "You know what Chris is capable of. You could have gotten yourself killed."

Tyler shrugged, his expression unrepentant. "I took care of it, Y/N. He won't be bothering you again."

I threw up my hands. "That's not the point! The point is you went rogue and did something reckless without thinking about the consequences."

Tyler's face darkened, and he took a step closer to me. "If all you're going to do is yell and berate me, then you can get the fuck out," he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls.

I took a step back, stung by his outburst. Darius and Dante moved forward, as if to intervene, but I held up my hand. "No, it's okay. I can handle this."

But Tyler was beyond reason. "Just leave, Y/N. I don't need this shit right now."

I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to cry. I turned and walked away, leaving Tyler to his anger.

Author’s Note : Currently watching summer slam while writing this I started during at the beginning and stopped to watch Rhea and Liv’s match. After that I took a good 20 min cry break. Then got back to writing js finished Nia and Bayleys match and was v happy with the results. I also possibly might be going to Monday night raw this Monday and now I don’t wanna after seeing what’s happened w judgment day.😔 lots of love - a very very VERY upset and heartbroken Tori

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To the people who read my fanfics, I’m still having a bad mental health time right now. And some family issues got piled on top too. So if you sent any requests in I have them saved and will be trying my best to get them out some time soon. Sorry for all of the postponing but after not putting yourself first for so long you have to start prioritizing yourself

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🌻 a sunflower for everyone who is not feeling well today

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Nobody will love and be friends with me the way Orange is friends with Renee

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The one time I let my new puppy outside to go to the bathroom HOOK had to be on? This puppy has got to work on her timing when wrestling is on

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seth is beautiful

drew is beautiful

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so apparently TLC stands for 'tender loving care' too but as a pro wrestling fan let me tell you about my confusion every time i scroll past a fic summary that goes 'my poor traumatized meow mrows deserve some TLC after all that 🥺' and i'm like they deserve WHAT??? a tables ladders chairs match??? your want to body slam your blorbo through a table????

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this app is literally my public private place to talk to myself