#kris statlander smut

[daddyhausen]

• kinktober — day five : mommy kink — kris statlander •

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{ summary } — you and kris resolve some sexual tension that had been boiling over after her most recent title win

{ warnings } — wlw, mommy kink, scissoring, sub!reader, oral sex { f receiving }, squirting, female orgasms, praise

{ word count } — 600

{ pairing } — fem!reader x kris statlander

{ genre } — smut

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“that’s a good girl…” her voice rang through your ears in such a sultry tone

your head buried between her thighs

devouring her cunt as she had previously instructed you to

kris had been rather deprived as of late

and the sexual tension had been building between the both of you for months

you surely did not expect a steamy make out session followed by the best fucking of your life after another one of her title defences

“who’s mommy’s good girl, huh?”

she questioned in between moans, your tongue lapping up her juices as of you were a woman dying of thirst

“answer me, sweet thing” she’s cooed, words rolling off her tongue like soft waves rippling against the shoreline

“i am…” you whined, her hand held fistfuls of your hair, prying your head up every so often to meet her gaze

“hmm?” she inquired, trying to rouse the word from you lips

“…i am…mommy…”

she nodded her head in acknowledgment, quickly placing your head back between her thighs

bucking her hips upward so that your tongue was driving deep into her cunt

“oh fuck!-“ she moaned through gritted teeth “you make mommy feel so good, sweetie”

her mouth hung agape, moans spilling from her lips in rapid succession

“you want mommy to cum all over you? is that what you want, honey?”

you nodded, tongue drawing circles into her clit, making her shudder with delight

“oh fuck yes!” she cried out, thighs beginning to shake with pleasure

her sweetness dripping onto your tongue

gushing down her thighs like a waterfall

she pried your head up from between her thighs

kissing you harshly, letting her taste mingle in both your tongues

“i taste good, don’t i?” she playfully remarked to which you responded with a resounding yes

“lay down” she demanded with a stern tone

tugging down your shorts and panties in one fell swoop as you laid back against the locker room floor

“such a pretty little pussy” she praised “and it’s all mine”

she placed a few sweet kisses to the mound of your sex, before licking a hot stripe up your slit, preparing you

“so wet for me” she hummed, propping one of your legs up

positioning herself properly, sinking down until your cunts met

her hips began to move in slow, precise circles, drawing out your pleasure deliberately slow

“m-mommy…” you whimpered, adoring the feeling of her cunt grinding against yours

she suddenly increased her speed

your cunts grind together in rapid succession before she slowed down again

much to your dismay

her hands fell to your breasts

squeezing the pillowy flesh in her palms

quickly leaning down to lick hot stripes across your nipple before entombing in the warmth of her mouth

pulling away with a pop

“gonna cum for me?”

she questioned, a small smirk crossing her lips

“yes mommy…wanna cum…”

“such an obedient girl”

you felt the thrum of arousal rise in your belly, throbbing between your thighs

finally spilling over, against her cunt

she smiled down at you, proud at the mess you made

“good girl, such a messy little whore for me…”

she rubbed your clit, only aiding in the waterfall of sweetness dripping down your thighs

“let’s get you cleaned up then we can go again back at my place” she panted softly, completely unfazed by the lack of a second orgasm

she mainly wanted to get you off anyway

“maybe i’ll even use some toys on you”

she smirked with a flirtatious wind.

“now come on, get dressed, pretty thing”

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[that-one-gay-aew-enthusiast]

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♡ - Part of a series

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Ricky Starks Saves The Day

Summary: Ricky refuses to watch his ship fall apart, and makes it his mission to get Y/N and Hook back together.

Warnings: angst, cussing, arguing, drinking, implied smut, fluff, lil bit of spice

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this imagine!!!!! All the support on my last one has been SO amazing and I cannot express how grateful I am for it!!!!🥹🥰 I love all of you so so so so much!!!!! And once again, a special shoutout to my bestie @99hook !!!!! Ilysm bestie and thank you!!!!🧡🤍 If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be posting this🥹🩷

It was never a good idea to spew words without thinking them through while you're both furious.

Because when the feelings of anger fade, you are left with nothing but sadness and immense regret.

This was something Hook learned a little too late.

All Y/N wanted was for him to spend a little more time with her, and neither of them could even remember why it escalated like it had. But it did.

And then Hook decided to blurt that he thought it might be better for them to break up.

Now both of them were miserable, and everyone could see it.

But Hook was too nervous to approach Y/N, as she had avoided him entirely since that night.

And Y/N had been avoiding him because seeing him made her so sad.

It was just a cycle of sadness, that all of their friends were sick and tired of seeing them be stuck in.

Enter Ricky Starks; who made it his mission to get them back together.

He loved both Hook and Y/N dearly, and just wanted them to be happy. He wasn't gonna sit back and watch true love go to waste.

But at that same time, Y/N had decided enough moping was enough.

And with some encouragement from her best friend Kris Statlander, she found herself considering dating again.

So when Ricky walked into catering and plopped down next to the two women, their conversation almost gave him heart palpitations.

"I'm telling you Y/N, the best way to get over a guy is to get under another" Kris smirks.

Ricky starts choking on his food, making Y/N's eyes widen and she pats his back. "Are you ok Ricky?"

"Y-Yeah" he croaks out, clearing his throat. "You know, personally, I don't really agree with that philosophy"

Kris raises an eyebrow at him. "Oh yeah? And what would you suggest?"

"Um," Ricky falters, unsure of what to say. "I, uh… maybe some ice cream?"

"I like his idea way more" Y/N immediately says.

Ricky feels momentary relief, before Kris scoffs. "Ignore him. Look, just give it a try. Once you go out with another guy, you may realize that you don't miss him as much as you think"

Ricky cringes, as he can tell Y/N is considering it.

"But who would I even go out with?" She asks after a moment.

This makes Kris perk up. "Take your pick hon. I mean, honestly, have you seen yourself?"

"I don't know" Y/N sinks in her chair.

"Hey Y/N" She looks up when she hears her name and sees Darby Allin approaching them.

"Hey Darby, what's up?" She asks with a smile.

"Do you remember that one night you did my face paint when the makeup artist had an emergency and had to leave?" He asks nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah" Y/N answers.

"It's just.. the way you did it was really cool and I wanted to ask if you'd do it again?" He rushes out.

Y/N grins. "Of course I will!"

She sits her plate down and waves goodbye to Ricky and Kris. "I'll see you guys later"

With that, she walks off with Darby.

Ricky scoffs at the pleased look on Kris' face.

This causes Kris to raise an eyebrow. "What?"

Ricky shrugs. "Nothing"

Kris narrows her eyes at him. "Oh hell no! You wanna get her and Hook back together! That’s why you said all that stuff!"

"So what if I do?" Ricky challenges. "Her and Hook are true love! Hook made a stupid mistake, and he wants to fix it"

"Too bad" Kris immediately snaps back. "She is just getting better, and I'll be damned if I let you bring her down again"

"I ain't gonna bring her down!" Ricky defends. "I wanna reunite her with the love of her life!"

Kris scoffs. "I'll believe Hook is sorry when he starts showing it. Until then, expect me to run interference on whatever little plan you have cooked up"

Ricky leans back in his chair with a groan as Kris walks off.

It's then that Hook enters, and raises an eyebrow at the exasperated look on his friend's face. "What's wrong with you?"

Ricky glares at him. "I'm gonna punch you"

"There! All done!" Y/N grins.

Darby opens his eyes and smiles widely when he looks in the mirror. "It looks amazing! Thanks Y/N"

"My pleasure" she smiles back, leaning down to hug him from behind.

He puts his hands on top of her’s and leans back into her. "I have a question"

"Hmm?" Y/N hums.

"Would you like to go out after the show?" Darby asks.

Y/N bites her lip. "Darby.. you’re a really great guy. I just... I don’t think I’m ready to date someone else yet. I’m sorry”

"No!" Darby exclaims. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say it like that. Not go out like a date. I meant just go out as friends”

Y/N lets out a breath, and they both laugh. "Then I'd love to”

"Yes! You're going on a date!" Kris exclaims obnoxiously loud, making Y/N quickly shush her.

But the damage was done, and Ricky overheard Kris' yells.

Ricky's eyes widen, and he scrambles over to them. "So Y/N, a date, huh?"

"No! It's not-" Y/N tries to explain, but is cut off by Kris.

"It totally is" Kris grins. "Y/N and Darby are getting drinks after the show tonight"

With that, she grabs Y/N's shoulders and guides her away, and looks back to send Ricky a triumphant smirk.

Ricky scoffs and runs off down the halls to find Hook.

He finds him sitting on a crate in the hallway, and Ricky snatches the earbuds out of Hook's ears.

Hook looks up with a glare. "What the hel-"

"No time for pleasantries!" Ricky yells. "You need to get off your ass and apologize to Y/N! I know she still has feelings for you, she's told me! And you still love her! You're just too chicken to tell her that you’re sorry, and she's about to go on a date with Darby so you have officially run out of time! You need to go get your girl and live happily ever after! I'll be damned if Kris will beat me!"

Hook stands up with a scowl on his face. "She's going on a date with that little prick?"

Ricky frantically nods and exasperatedly yells “Yes!"

"Where?" Hook demands, causing a smirk to grow on Ricky's face.

"How do you know they're here?" Hook asks as Ricky pulls into a parking spot at a busy bar.

"I asked her. You know, like talking to her" Ricky deadpans, making Hook shoot him a glare.

"Now get out of my car, and don't come back until you've professed your love to her" Ricky demands.

Hook does get out of the car, and takes a deep breath before entering the building.

Y/N and Darby were tucked away in a booth near the back, talking and laughing without a care in the world.

Hook can feel his face flush when he sees what Y/N is wearing, in both anger and attraction. He knew Kris must have picked it because she always needed to be hyped up a little to wear that damn dress. It was the definition of that little black dress every guy loves. It was a short, fitted bodycon dress, with a bustier top and ruched detail on the skirt that accentuated her curvy waist and hips.

That damn dress made her look both classy and sexy all at once, and Hook wanted to go snatch Y/N away from Darby and take her back to his hotel room and have her all to himself.

It was then that Y/N noticed Darby staring at something over her shoulder.

“What’s wrong? You got quiet” She leans in close to speak in his ear so he can hear, and places her hand on top of his.

Darby hesitates before answering. “Hook just walked in, and he’s coming over here”

Y/N’s head snaps around, and she easily spots Hook making his way through the crowd towards them.

Before she can debate between jumping up and running, or hiding under the table, he’s standing in front of them. “Hey Y/N”

“Why are you here Tyler?” Y/N asks with an annoyed expression.

“Can we talk?” Hook replies, shooting a rude look at Darby which only pisses Y/N off more.

“She obviously doesn’t want to talk to you, man. And we’re busy right now, I’m sure you can talk some other time” Darby says, a clear edge to his tone.

“I wasn’t fucking talking to you Allin” Hook snaps.

“Darby, it’s fine” Y/N cuts in, trying to prevent a fight from breaking out.

But neither one of them listened, and Y/N buries her head in her hands when Darby stands up and gets chest to chest with Hook.

She can’t hear what they’re saying to each other over the music and people, but she scrambles to get between them when Hook’s face hardens after Darby pushes him back.

“Hey! Enough!” Y/N exclaims.

But the two just continue to glare at each other over her head.

She scoffs and rolls her eyes at their childishness before reaching down to snatch up her purse and storm out of the bar.

She walks a little ways down the road, before stopping when she realizes she left her coat as a chill runs through her body.

“You left this” she hears Hook’s nervous voice behind her.

She turns, and the scowl on her face softens when she sees the sad look on his.

She takes the coat he was holding out for her. “Thank you”

“You’re welcome” He answers, shuffling back and forth on his feet.

The two of them stand in awkward silence for a moment before Hook speaks up. “Do you need a ride to the hotel?”

Y/N thinks for a second; while she is mad at Hook for coming here and ruining her fun, she’s also mad at Darby for pushing Hook.

“It won’t just be you and me” He elaborates. “Ricky’s waiting for me in the car”

“Why’d you come here Tyler?” Y/N asks after a short moment of thinking.

“I..” Hook falters, scrambling for an excuse before finally realizing he just needs to tell the truth. “Because Ricky told me you and Darby were going on a date tonight”

“So you came to crash it?!” Y/N snaps.

“Seriously Tyler?! You’re so fucking childish” Y/N rants as she starts speed walking to the parking lot, Hook following close behind. “You broke up with me, but you still think you can control who I go out with?!”

Ricky glances over when he hears yelling, and cringes when he realizes it’s Y/N.

She swings the passenger door open and plops down in the seat, before crossing her arms and leaning her body towards the window.

“Hello Ricky” she grumbles as Hook climbs in the backseat.

“I do not think I have any sort of control over you Y/N” Hook insists. “I just-“

“You just what?!” Y/N interjects, whipping around in her seat to glare back at him.

“I didn’t want you to go out with someone else! But that doesn’t mean I think I have control over you!” Hook yells back.

Ricky lets out an overly dramatic sigh as he starts the car and pulls out of the parking lot.

This was totally not going to plan.

Ricky practically dives out of the car when they get to the hotel, as Y/N and Hook take their time; more concerned about arguing than getting out.

Taz, who was also just arriving at the hotel, stops short of entering when he recognizes the voices of Y/N and Tyler fighting.

He walks over to Ricky. “What the hell’s going on?”

“I heard that Y/N was going on a date with Darby, so I told Hook. Thinking back I wish I hadn’t. And then I found out where they were going and me and Hook went to crash their date so he could tell Y/N that he’s still in love with her. He went inside and the next thing I knew they came out arguing. They’ve been arguing ever since” Ricky rambles out the entire story.

Taz scoffs. “You two are idiots. In what world was crashing her date gonna do anything except piss her off?”

Ricky rubs the back of his neck. “Our world I guess?”

Then Hook gets out of the car, and he goes to open her door but she swiftly opens it herself. “I don’t need you opening my damn door Tyler! I’m more than capable of doing it myself! Just like I’m capable of deciding who I spend my fucking time with!”

“I never fucking said you weren’t!” Hook exclaims.

“Then why even go to the bar?! You still haven’t given me a straight answer!” Y/N fumes.

“Because I’m still fucking in love with you!” He finally exclaims, stopping Y/N in her tracks.

The two stand in silence for a moment, before Hook lets out a shaky breath. “I’m still so in love with you Y/N, ok?” His voice cracks, and tears well up in both of their eyes. “That’s why I went to the bar. Because the thought of you being with someone else makes me feel like someone is trying to rip my heart out of my chest. I know I fucked up that night Y/N. I was mad, and I was just spouting shit, and I caused myself to lose the most important thing in my life. And I know you’ll never fucking forgive me; I know how much I hurt you. And I fucking hate myself for it! And I know you deserve to move on, and I had no right to go there tonight. But- fuck Y/N! I don’t know how to come to terms with losing you! I can’t..”

Y/N stares at him for a moment, and Hook feels like his heart is going to beat out of his chest from the anxiousness coursing through his body.

But Y/N was using that moment to attempt and find the right words to say. “It wasn’t a date..”

Hook furrows his eyebrows in confusion. “What? Ricky said..”

“He just overheard Kris” Y/N elaborates. “She’s been trying to get me to go out again. But I couldn’t do it”

“Why not?” Hook dares to ask as she takes a step towards him.

She puts her hands on his tense arms and makes eye contact before answering. “Because I’m still in love with you. And no matter what mistakes you made, I know that no one else will ever make me feel the way I do for you”

And with that, Hook sweeps her up by her waist and hugs her as tight as he can. She lets out a relieved laugh, and hugs back just as tight.

He places her back on the ground, and their lips collide in a messy, but sweet and passionate kiss.

They only pull away from each other when they hear an obnoxiously loud cheer from Ricky, and they turn to face him and Taz with amused laughter.

“Sorry guys! I didn’t mean to break up your moment. I’m just so excited!” Ricky bounces up and down, and Y/N laughs again when she notices he has his phone out recording them.

“Why were you recording us, Ricky?” She asks with a giggle, as Hook leans down to kiss her head.

“Two reasons. One, I needed footage of my ship getting back together. And two, I gotta show this to Ms.Statlander! True love prevails!” He yells with a victorious grin, before running into the hotel to find Kris.

After Ricky’s gone, Taz approaches them and places a hand on Hook’s shoulder with a delighted smile. “I'm glad you two are working this out. I missed you being around Y/N”

She smiles back. “I missed you too Taz”

With that, Taz bids them goodnight and heads up to his room.

Hook places his hand on the small of her back and guides her inside.

He places one more chaste kiss on her lips. “Now that I can kiss you again I don't ever wanna stop”

“Then don’t” Y/N quips back with a cheeky smirk.

He grins down at her when she pecks his lips once again.

“I gotta get us checked in; but after that, your cute little ass is all mine mamas” he whispers lowly in her ear, and his hand trails down to sneakily grab her ass.

“It’s always been your’s” She giggles and stays tucked into his side as they head over to get checked in.

Hook talks to the desk clerk as she pulls out her phone after it buzzes in her pocket.

She laughs when she sees a message from Ricky.

It was a selfie he took of a rather pissed off Kris, and him grinning like a kid in a candy store.

She shows Hook as they’re walking towards the elevator, and he lets out a hearty laugh. “He better stop messing with her before she knocks him out”

When the elevator door opens, they quickly slip out as Hook’s hands start to trail up and down her body.

They get to the room, but as Hook swipes the key card the two of them look up when a yell echos through the hall.

“I told you to shut up Ricky!” They hear Kris yell, followed by more yells from Ricky.

Y/N goes to walk towards the screams, but Hook snakes his arm around her waist and pulls her into the room.

“Tyler!” Y/N chides, but her protests get caught in her throat when he presses her up against the door.

Their bodies are flush against each other, and Hook immediately dips his head down to start trailing kisses along her neck. “They aren’t our problem right now mamas. All I’m concerned with is reminding you how good it feels when I make you scream my name”

[hooked0n-wrestling]

Writing coming soon!

Hi angels! Quinn here, i've been around tumblr for a while now but this is a fresh account! I wanna get back into writing so i'll leave a list for who i write for, feel free to leave me some requests!

AEW:

Adam Copeland

Adam Page

Anna Jay

Brody King

Buddy Matthews

Daniel Garcia

Britt Baker

Hook

Jamie Hayter

Jay White

Jon Moxley

Juice Robinson

Julia Hart

Kenny Omega

Kris Statlander

Kip Sabian

Kyle Fletcher

Malakai Black

Matthew Jackson

MJF

Nicholas Jackson

Orange Cassidy

Ruby Soho

Swerve Strickland

WWE:

The judgment day (Poly! and individually, i do not write for JD however.)

Liv Morgan

LA Knight

Bayley

Seth Rollins

Cody Rhodes

Jey Uso

Gigi Dolin

Trick Williams

Carmelo Hayes

Cora Jade

Roxanne Perez

CM Punk

Drew Mcintyre

Karrion Kross

Scarlett

Descendants:

Ben

Jay

Harry Hook

Uma

Gil

Red

Chloe Charming

Chad Charming

James Hook

Evie

Bridget/Queen of hearts

Mal

Jane

Red dead redemption

Arthur Morgan

Dutch Van Der Linde

Javier Escuella

John Marston

DC

Rachel Roth/Raven

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Garfield Logan / beast boy

Donna Troy

Tim Drake

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I write for MLM, WLW, Gender Neutral reader, trans reader and so on. I'll write headcanons, fics and maybe mini series in the future. i WILL NOT write smut for now, it may be hinted but my smut writing skills are... not tumblr acceptable. I won't write about anything triggering (e.g R@pe, age gap with anyone under the age of 18, incest, @buse etc.). Fluff and angst are my specialties, so request away!

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Kris Statlander

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Nyla don’t like people and that’s obvious but since she started wrestling and came out you accepted her and that’s what made you her best friend and the only person she really likes, you currently have a feud with Kris Statlander so Nyla being Nyla she started to snoop around to find shit against Kris to gossip with you about, she does that everytime you have a feud with someone and you think it’s very funny, to be fair it is but even if she don’t find out it always gets around to her which means less work for her.

You was talking to Jamie Hayter that recently came back but hasn’t been on tv yet, Nyla heard some shit about Kris Statlander so she rushed over to you to tell you “leave” she told Jamie which made you look over at her “Nyla be nice” you told her as Jamie took the memo and left. “I have some shit on Kris Statlander for you to use in your promo against her” “do spill” “I heard now this is just a rumor that Kris likes Shawn Dean but he dates you Y/n” “oooo that’s juicy I can use that tonight”

“That’s why you’re my bitch, you’re a smart girl” you said walking away from Nyla as she smiled. You grabbed a microphone from the back asking them to play your theme, as you walked down to the ring the fans cheered for you happy to see you. When you got in the ring you put the microphone to your mouth “Tony only gave me like 5 minutes to do this promo so let’s not waste any time but knowing me I’ll go over the 5 minutes so as you guys know I’m feuding with Kris or Kristen Stantlander” you scoff.

You continue “thanks to a little voice and my best friend; love you Nyla girl, I know something about you. Get ready guys this tea is hot I’ve got told that little Mrs Kris likes Shawn Deannnnnn” you laughed as you said the last part. Kris came out and stood at the top of the ramp but before she could talk you added on to what you said “I have something you don’t” “and what is that Y/n?” “I have Shawn Dean and you don’t” you said as she was confused and hurt mixed together. She hated that y’all dated.

She walked down to the ring as you said “you don’t like that do you? Maybe I’m just saying that, maybe I’m just trying to get in your head, or maybe it’s true. But what I will tell you that is true is that you will never have Shawn Dean.” She is now in the ring full of emotions that are not present on her face but you know all the emotions that she’s feeling right now, when she gets fully in the ring you step closer to her in her face serious done playing around with her for real.

“I may be saying all this shit to get in your head or if it’s real but, I may not be the biggest star here or the most important talent but when it comes to my man or when it comes to proving myself I will kick anyone’s ass that’s standing across from me in this ring. Whether is now or when we fight again I will kick your ass to prove myself” you said backing away. You was done playing with this feud for real this time, she didn’t even get time to talk when you got done talking.

When you was done and before she could even talk you slammed the microphone down walking backstage, yeah this was a storyline but this pissed you off. Who wouldn’t be pissed off about their coworker liking their boyfriend. Did you want to drag this into real life? Or did you want to keep it professional? Whenever you felt like this you would go to Nyla or your boyfriend Shawn Dean but since it’s about him you went to your best friend; Nyla. You walked past Nyla saying “you are staying the night tonight you don’t have choice” you said heated.

Nyla followed you into your locker room “what’s wrong” “I’ll tell you when we get to my house” you said packing your suitcase. Nyla got the memo leaving getting her suitcase from her locker room as you waiting by your car for her. When Nyla came to your car you did the usual shit; take turns driving until you finally arrived at your house. You walk on putting your suitcase by your door taking off your shoes before you go to your kitchen, you grabbed 2 glasses and some wine for you and Nyla “I got some shit to rant.”

You handed her her glass and poured both of you some wine as you both got comfortable on the couch. “So what’s up Y/n? What’s wrong?” “It’s this storyline don’t get me wrong Kris is cool or whatever but why does she have to like him, you know? It pisses me off” you said as you sipped some wine at the same time Nyla did. “Y/n you have every right to be mad about it don’t let no one invalidate your feelings. I see where you’re coming from HES your man and she’s your opponent it’s ok to feel emotions.”

She continued “you feel every emotion right now and that’s ok too, how much you feel right now is also valid don’t let anyone say it’s not. My advice to you love is you tell Tony Khan how this is making you feel, it’s not going to make you look weak you’re just putting your feelings first that’s the most important thing for any and every situation and if anyone talks shit I got you they’ll deal with me” “I love you so much” you hug her feeing heard; Nyla always makes you feel heard, you love her for it.

When it comes to your feelings Nyla is always there to listen and give you honest advice, that’s your favorite thing about her. Just like Nyla you do the same for her you guys have a special bond no one else would understand. You guys like to keep it that way, you’re her best friend and she’s your best friend besides Shawn. For the rest of the night you and her both drank wine and Ike talking about everything that came to your guy’s mind, also can’t forget that you also gossiped; you guys ain’t yourself if you don’t gossip.

[midwestmade29]

Choose Me (Part 1)

Christmas writing prompt: #20 (A couple broken up get invited to a Christmas party) Word Count: 1,140 Divider by: @benkeibear Be sure to check out @madhatterbri's [full list] of Christmas/New Year writing prompts!

You can thank the melancholy mood I was in today for this one 😬 I hung up my “queen of smut crown” and tried the angst one on for size. I’m sure I’ll be back to my normal ways, just had to get this story out of my system first 🥴 There will be a part 2 since this is so long. Be on the lookout for that soon!

Only warnings for part one is foul language and angst 🤷🏻‍♀️

Just when you thought you were in the clear, you run into your ex at a Christmas party...

The Christmas party was in full swing, and the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement. It was evident that Tony Kahn spared no expense on every detail of the party from the decorations, catering and open bar, live music to the other holiday activities spread throughout. Everyone in attendance was dressed to the nines in their sparkly dresses and tailored suits, some were even coordinating with their dates. Laughter filled the air the more people frequented the bar along with the chatter of random people mingling all around the spacious venue. You stood towards the back of the party trying to be invisible since you didn’t even want to be here in the first place. Kris (Statlander) had convinced you to come, promising you a good time with her and your other friends. It had been quite some time since you had gone out or done much of anything. Your heart still ached too much most days that even the simplest of tasks felt overwhelming. Most of the time the couch was as far as you got if you were at home, and if you were on the road with AEW you didn’t leave your hotel room unless you had to. You were stuck in a moment in time that you just couldn’t pull yourself out of.

“You look amazing, Y/N! I’m so happy you chose that dress, it suits you!” Kris shouted over the music. Somehow you managed to find a dress last minute when you were coaxed into going to a local dress shop earlier in the day. Some of the other girls that came with you selected festive colored dresses that were adorned with sequins and other embellishments, while you went with something that matched your mood a little better. A simple black dress covered with small silver stars on top of the soft layers of tulle that flowed down to your ankles. AEW’s hair and makeup team took care of the rest, bringing you back to life after not giving a damn what you looked like lately. “Thank you. I really appreciate you helping me out today. Who knew we’d get so lucky at the dress shop!” you replied gratefully. “You’re going to make that jackass regret letting you go if he sees you tonight.” She said as she placed her hand on your shoulder. A pang of sadness washed over you, quickly turning into dread at the thought of seeing him here tonight. One of the things you made Kris promise you when you agreed to come tonight was that she would help you be incognito, to which she agreed begrudgingly. “Tonight is supposed to be fun so let’s not talk about that. I need a refill, you want anything?”

Kris disappeared in the sea of people on her way to find Orange, Chuck and Trent while you waited at the bar for your drink. You smiled at those around you and responded to small talk when it was initiated, while still trying your best to lay low. The bartender sat your 2nd tequila sunrise of the night down in front of you and you thanked them before spinning around on your barstool. You took a long sip of the sweet concoction as your eyes scanned the room searching for your friends or a quiet place to stand when they locked on to a familiar figure in a small group of people nearby. “Shit…” you whispered to yourself, panic setting in. The sound of their voice and the laughter you once loved so much made you want to hightail your way out of the party ASAP. “Yo, Y/N! What’s good?” Eddie (Kingston) asked a little too loudly as he walked up and sat on the barstool next to you. The certain someone you were trying to avoid had to hear Eddie call your name because their head immediately turned to the side, and they shifted on their feet before directing their attention back to their group. “Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked when he noticed your eyeballs were the size of silver dollars. “Hey Eddie. I’m fine, how are you? Enjoying the party?” you asked while rotating your stool back around. “I’m good. TK really knows how to show out! Although all this fancy shit ain’t really my scene. You run into…” was all you heard as you drowned Eddie out while you were wracking your brain for an escape plan. He carried on with the small talk even though you only responded with “Yeah” and “Mhmm” accompanied by a few head nods here and there.

About 5 minutes in, Eddie wrapped up his conversation, leaving you alone at the bar again. You wished him a good night as you looked over your shoulder to see if “someone” was still standing nearby. Much to your relief, they were nowhere in sight. You beelined your way to the dessert table when you located Kris and Orange right next to it. “I saw him. He’s here!” you said winded. “What? When? Where?” Kris asked perplexed. “I don’t know! Like 10 minutes or so ago? I was at the bar, and he was with a group of people not too far away. Eddie started talking to me and I lost track of him. I can’t be in the same place that he is Kris. I just can’t.” “Okay, okay! Calm down and let’s talk this out. It’s a huge party with tons of people here so the chances of you running into him again are probably slim. You don’t really hang around the same people anyways. I can send Orange on the prowl to locate him!” she encouraged. Orange removed his hands from his pockets and held them up in protest before slipping away silently. “I don’t want to spend the rest of the night on edge wondering if we will cross paths again. It’ll only bring everyone around me down.” You spoke sadly. “I know babe, but you both work for the same company. You won’t be able to avoid him forever. I hate to even ask, but is she here too?” “I didn’t see her, but that doesn’t mean anything. I’m sure she wouldn’t miss an opportunity to be on display like this.” You cringed as the last sentence came out a little more jealous than you meant it to. Kris’ eyes darted over your head and her face turned a little pale all of a sudden, leaving you confused. “What’s wrong?” you asked. She didn’t say any words, only pointed to something or someone behind you.

Your eyes closed slowly before you turned around to face what you already knew. When they reopened, you were greeted with “Hello Y/N.” in a hushed tone. As difficult as it was, you tried to keep your composure when you addressed them back. “Hello…Christian.”

First of all, I feel bad for doing Eddie like that 😂 he was just the first person that came to mind while I was writing!

Second, can we just take a moment to appreciate the dress that inspired the one I wrote about in the story 😍

Anyways, thanks for reading! I know it was a lot 😳

[obl1vionblackhart]

Hey loves! I’m back, (I suppose). I wanna updated Bejewelled but please send in requests! I write for the following:

The Quarry:

- Ryan

- Jacob

- Nick

- Emma

- Abi

- Laura

- Max

- Dylan

Scream

- Billy Loomis

- Stu Macher

- Dewey Riley

- Tara Carpenter

- Sam carpenter

- Chad Meeks- Martin (😻)

- Mindy Meeks-Martin

- Quinn Bailey

- Ethan Landry

AEW:

- Julia Hart

- Malakai Black

- Buddy Matthews

- Brody King

- Swerve Strickland

- Kenny omega

- the young bucks

- Jamie Hayter

- Kris Statlander

- Toni storm

- Saraya

- Ruby Soho

(A lot more, just ask!)

WWE:

I write for basically anyone, there’s a few I will turn away but it’s either because I just dunno how to write them or there’s a good reason!

I will not be writing smut! I may write spicy stuff here and there but never yk full on smutty smut. I’m a terrible smut writer and uh yea 👋

Shadowhunters: the mortal instruments

- Magnus Bane (either x reader or dad pov)

- Jace Wayland

- Isabelle lightwood

- Alec lightwood

- Simon Lewis

- Clary Fairchild

The Rookie:

- Tim Bradford

- Lucy Chen

- Angela Lopez

- Wesley Evers

- Aaron Thorsen

- Jackson West

[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

may i request the kink game with bestfriends? (including kris👀)

Hair pulling: if you aren’t yanking on his hair, he’s not between. Simple as that

Bondage: He loves how you look tied up

Daddy kink: Is there anything to call this man other then daddy?

Spanking : he loves how your ass looks read

Mommy kink: Kris loves when you call her that

Soft bondage : she’s a sweet Dom, but likes to keep your hands out of her way.

[that-one-gay-aew-enthusiast]

People/Charaters I write for

Wrestlers:

Adam Cole Adam Page Angelo Parker Austin Theory Bayley Becky Lynch Bianca Belair Britt Baker Bryan Danielson Buddy Mathew Christian Cage Claudio Dakota Kai Damian Priest Danhausen Darby Allin Dean Ambrose Dominik Mysterio Drew Mcntyre Edge Finn Balor Hikaru Shida Hook Iyo Sky Jade Cargill JD Mcdonah Jey Uso Jimmy Uso John Cena Jon Moxley Julia Hart Jungle Boy Kenny Omega Kris Statlander LA Knight Liv Morgan Matt Jackson Mercedes Mone MJF Nick Jackson Nick Wayne (No smut) Noami Orange Cassidy Randy Orton Raquel Rodriguez Rhea Ripley Roman Reigns Ruby Soho Sammy Guveara Santos Escobar Saraya Seth Rollins Skye Blue Solo Sikoa Sonya Deville Tay Melo Toni Storm Wardlow Wheeler Yuta Willow Nightingale

Ghostbusters:

Egon spenger Raymond Stanz Peter Venkman Winston Zeddemore Dana Barret Janine Melnitz Phoebe Spengler (No smut) Trevor Spengler

Ghost:

Papa Primo Papa Secondo Papa Terzo Popia Young Papa Nihil Young Sister Imperator Sodo Rain Aether Phantom Swiss Mountain Cirrus Cumulus Sunshine Aurora

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Love Me Like You Do

Pairing: Christian Cage x wrestler female!reader

Category: Fluff/Smut

Word count: 2,739

Summary: At the AEW company party, you have fun with your friends and co-workers, but you have a different kind of fun when you get home.

Warnings: Swearing, smut, age gap, reader is late 20s/early 30s, female reader but no description of reader, dirty talk, slight Dom!Christian, oral sex (female receiving), fingering

A/N: The more I thought about this the more the song Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding came to mind, hence the title.

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You had been sitting at AEW’s company party for what felt like ages. You enjoyed the fun, the people, the music, the food, but most importantly you enjoyed your date. You had been dating Christian Cage for close to a year now, and it was wonderful. He was sweet, thoughtful, attentive, fun, and a gentleman. Well, he was a gentleman in public, but once the pair of you were behind closed doors, he was often dominant, rough, teasing, and pushing you to your limits.

You were sitting at a table with Kris Statlander, Athena, and Ruby Soho. The trio were some of your best friends since meeting them at various points in your career, and four of you always stuck together during these events unless you were needed somewhere else. The girls were happy for you finally finding a guy like Christian. They didn’t judge you for the age gap. You remember them telling you “Who cares?! As long as you’re happy is all that matters.” You had tried not to get emotional over their reactions and kind words but a few tears slipped out. You remember them pulling you in for a group hug and taking you on a little girls trip consisting of shopping, food, and all the girl talk and gossip you could handle.

Online was a different story. You used to get so much hate and nasty comments when you and Christian decided to announce your relationship. You used to cry yourself to sleep over it, and Christian loathed it. Regardless of how new the relationship was, he never want to see you hurt much less crying over some jealous cowards hiding behind a keyboard. He’ll never forget the day you called him crying, saying “Maybe this was a mistake. I don’t know if I can do this”. That was the moment he knew he loved you; he couldn’t let some haters do this to you, ruin something so that hadn’t truly had a chance to begin.

You remember your phone pinging and seeing that Kris had sent you a screenshot of the tweet with an attached video of Christian setting things straight. You called him as soon as you could. You were so overcome with emotion that you cried — happy tears this time. You told him how much that meant to you, and how he could have easily let it happen. He responded with a simple, “You mean more to me than you will ever know.” and you blushed, smiling so wide your cheeks hurt.

Ever since Christian posted that video on Twitter, the hurtful comments eased up. Some were still there and you learned how to deal with them. You usually replied with a classy comment to keep things from escalating, and other times you ignored them, blocked them if it was too harsh a comment that you knew you’d dwell on and end letting it bother you. You did, however; make your own video to tweet. You reiterated some of what Christian said in his video, but you included how he made you feel and how ninety percent of the time you forgot about the age difference as well as how you would never sleep with someone to climb the ranks to become champion. You wanted to earn any opportunity and championship you achieved.

“Hey sweetheart! Sorry I had to be gone for so long. You know how Taz can go on and on.” The familiar voice brings you out of your memories and back to the present moment. “Oh! Hey girls. I hope I’m not interrupting girl talk?” Christian asked once he noticed Kris, Athena, and Ruby sitting at the table with you.

“Don’t worry. You’re not interrupting. Our girl here has been off in her own little world for the past ten minutes.” Ruby answered, waving off his worry. You looked down, picking at your fingers, blushing of embarrassment for zoning out on your friends. Kris noticed you picking at your fingers, a nervous tick of yours, and places her hands on yours to get you to stop. She gives you a soft smile and a look telling you not to be embarrassed once you finally look up at her in result of her action.

You give Kris an appreciative smile. Your eyes drift from her to each person at your table, finally landing on your man. He chatting with Ruby and Athena; you have no idea what they’re saying, but you heart swells seeing your best friends getting along with your boyfriend and vice versa.

The DJ plays one of your favorite up beat songs and you’re quick to head to the dance floor, pulling Kris along. The two of you are dancing with your other co-workers and soon joined by Athena and Ruby upon finishing their conversation with Christian. You’re having a blast with your friends, singing and dancing, even when the song ends and more sexy up best song takes over through the speakers. You and your girls are playfully dancing against one another, having harmless fun.

Christian sits at the table guarding you and your friends drinks and purses, watching you have fun. He doesn’t mind being left at the table; he wants you to have fun and would never tell you what you could and couldn’t do. Christian didn’t have stay seated at the table alone for much longer. Another man takes a seat, a seat that was previously occupied by you. The man claps Christian on the shoulder. “Figured you could use some company.”

Christian looks at the man next to him and chuckles. “Yeah, I guess I could. Got stuck on guard duty.” Christian jokes, gesturing to the empty seats and abandoned drinks and purses.

The two men fall into a lighthearted conversation, reminiscing and discussing whatever comes to mind. “You know, I’m real happy for man. You finally found you a good woman. Happy looks good on you.” Frankie nudges Christian, genuinely happy for his long time friend.

“Thanks man. I got lucky.” Christian concludes, looking over to the dance floor to see what you and the girls were up to now. You and the girls were making your way back to the table. Your face lit up upon seeing Christian’s eyes on you. He couldn’t help be return the smile.

Arriving at the table, you, Athena, Ruby, and Kris all greet Kaz with cheerful hellos. He turned the greeting with a warm smile. You has always liked Kaz, talented, fun, a great father and husband, and a great friend. It was Ruby who started up a conversation and from that point until the DJ played a slow song, there was jokes, laughter, and light conversation.

You perked up hearing the slow song begin to play, and Christian noticed immediately; he knew the songs you liked, and this song was one of them. He reached over and slipped his hand in yours. “May I have this dance?” He stood as he spoke and made a show of bowing like you were a queen, and in his eyes, you most certainly were.

You laughed at his theatrics. “I would be honored.” You replied, slipping out of your chair and following him to the dance floor. Once at your destination, Christian pulled you in real close, a hand on your hip and the other hand in yours. The few times the pair of you have danced had been like this, like you were ballroom dancing. You placed your head on his chest and the two of you swayed before the songs tempo increased just enough for him to spin you around. You laughed feeling light as a feather, and when you spun back around to face him, you pulled him in for a kiss by gently pushing the back of his neck towards your lips with your hand that rested there. The kiss was soft, slow, sweet, and you could feel every once of love he had for you. As the song came to an end, Christian dipped you like they do in movies, and of course, he couldn’t resist to kiss you once again. There were cheers and applause. You blushed, not realizing you had captured your co-workers attention. Christian, on the other hand, wore a proud smile on his handsome face.

The night continued with dancing, laughter, and fun. When the party finally came to a close and everyone went their separate ways, Christian drove you back to your apartment. You pulled him inside by the collar of his shirt and led him to the bedroom; you didn’t want this night to end just yet. Christian followed you without question; he had an idea of what you were thinking when you both entered the bedroom.

You spun around and made quick work of attaching your lips to his. You had been eyeing him all night, the way he looked in that plain white t-shirt and black blazer and those jeans fit him just right. You had decided back at the party that you were going to get him in your bed, one way or another.

Christian reciprocated the kiss, returning the desire, want, and lust. He brought one hand up to cup the back of your head, his other hand had a gentle, yet firm grip on your hip. Both your tongues were fighting for dominance, Christian won rather quickly, so quickly that you should have been ashamed, but you weren’t. You loved having him in charge, his dirty talk, the way he would command you to do certain things. You were getting wet just thinking about it.

When you both break the kiss for air, you’re hastily tugging and pulling at his clothes in failed attempts to them off Christian and on the floor. He noticed you struggling and has his clothes, and yours, discarded on the floor so fast you hadn’t had time to process what happened. His lips are on your neck kissing and nipping as his hands trail down your body, fingertips ghosting over your nipples. You let out a moan followed by a gasp as he all but tosses you on the bed and climbs on top of you, his lips now attached to one of your breasts as he fondles the other. After some time, he switches and lets his fingertips wonder down to your now soaked pussy.

He teases you, moving his fingers to your inner thigh while he simultaneously trails kisses and nips down your stomach, stopping once he’s face to face with your glistening core.

“Please….” You whine, desperately wanting him to touch you, lick you, anything. He finally places a light kiss to one of your thighs. You groan, knowing he likes to tease, to build you up until you didn’t think you could handle it and then has his way with you. He places the same kiss to your other thigh, looking up at you with a sexy smirk on his lips. You had a love-hate relationship with that smirk of his.

“Please, what? What do you want, babygirl? Tell me. Use your words.” He borderline taunts you. “I love it when you talk dirty.” He continues to keep his eyes on you, unmoving until you speak, tell him what you want, where you want him. He loves you being vocal; it’s gets him hard in a split second.

You love it too but especially when he does it. “Touch me….” You swallow thickly. “Touch my pussy baby… I need you…” You attempt to thrust your hips up towards his face to get your point across, but he places one hand on your lower stomach, holding you in place. “I want your tongue, you fingers, your cock, all of it.”

Christian mischievously grins. “As you wish, princess.” He murmurs before licking a long, slow stripe up your slit. “Taste so good babygirl. I just might stay her all night.” He smirks, making himself comfortable, eyes glued to yours. “I wonder how many times I can make you cum for me?” He questions with lust filled eyes. He licks another stripe, a little quicker this time. You softly moan, toying with your nipples. Christian licks your slit a few more times before finally attaching his lips to your clit and flicking his tongue slowly over it, time and time again.

You gasping and moaning as he works your clit over. “Oh fuck yes! That’s it baby….” You groan as he changes his tactic to sucking your clit, a finger gently running up and down your pussy, gathering your wetness. “Need your fingers, please…” You whisper.

He does as you say and gradually slides one finger in your entrance, slowly pumping in and out as he alternates between sucking and licking your clit. He’s drinking in the noises your make as he does so. He finally pulls away from your clit, finger still pumping slowly. “This what you want, princess? Want my fingers in your pretty pussy?” He chuckles as you buck your hips up silently begging for more. “Oh? You want more? Then you’ll get more.” He slips a second finger into you and picks up the pace some.

“Yes baby…” You moan, your head falling back on the pillow. You need his mouth back on you too. You reach down between your legs, hands on the back of his head as you shove his face into your drenched pussy. “Need you.. to suck my clit…” You manage to get out in between moans, his fingers moving faster now and his lips wrap around your clit and sucks hard. “Shit! Oh fuck yes! Just like that.” You feel his fingers curl hitting that special spot, still sucking hard.

Your filthy words spur him on. He adds a third finger after double checking you’re ready for another. He flicks his tongue over your clit rapidly, fingers pumping in and out of your pussy at as fast pace, hitting deep and hard, ensuring he hits your sweet spot with your walls.

“FUCK YES! Keep going… Don’t stop…” Your words come out in breathy moans. You feel that tightening feeling getting stronger and stronger. If he keeps this up, you’ll cum within seconds. You keep your hands on the back of his head, shoving his face even more into your messy, soaked pussy. His tongue still flicking rapidly over your clit, his three fingers still stretching your pussy and rapidly hitting the spot the spot will that make you gush. Christian knows this. You two may not have had sex a bunch yet, but he was a fast learner.

Christian couldn’t help but chuckle as he felt you shove his face deeper into you. He could feel your release was quickly approaching by the way your walls clenched around his fingers, how you were squirming, that dirty talk, those moans and ragged breath were all telltale signs that he had learned over the course of the handful of times he got to eat your pussy.

“So close… Feels so fucking good.. You love my pussy don’t you baby…” You dirty talk, knowing it just encourages him to continue, to make you cum so fucking hard. You pull on his hair, as he keeps working your pussy over.

Hearing you above him and knowing how close you were, he gave it all he had sucking and flicking his tongue, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly with his fingers. He was more than determined to make your cum, no to make you gush for him.

You couldn’t hold on any longer. “CHRISTIAN!!” You scream out his name as you gush all over his face and fingers. “Fuck baby….” You pant, breathing ragged and weakly attempt to pull him up on top of you.

Christian smirks, moving up your body. He pauses to lick his fingers, groaning at the taste. “Taste so fucking good babygirl.”

You groan at the filthy act in front of you, but your curious about why he always says that. You grab the back of his neck and pull him in for a filthy, hot kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. You moan into his mouth at the dirty, yet erotic kiss.

When the two of you pull apart for air, you’re both turned on once again, eyes filled with lust, mischievous looks on both your faces. You roll the pair of you over and straddle him, seductively biting your lip. “Ready for your reward?”

[daddyhausen]

｡ ･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡ 「 WHO I WRITE FOR 」 ｡ ･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

｡ ･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡ 「 WRESTLING 」 ｡ ･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

adam cole

adam copeland

alex reynolds

anna jay

bandido

bray wyatt

britt baker

brody king

bron breakker

buddy matthews

cameron grimes

cash wheeler

christian cage

chuck taylor

claudio castagnoli

cm punk

cody rhodes

damian priest

danhausen

daniel garcia

dante martin

david finlay

dax harwood

dominik mysterio

drew mcintyre

eddie kingston

el phantasmo

ethan page

evil uno

finn balor

hangman adam page

hook

jade cargill

jamie hayter

jay briscoe

jeff hardy

jey uso

jimmy uso

jon moxley

john silver

jungle boy

julia hart

jay white

kenny omega

kevin owens

kris statlander

kyle fletcher

kyle o’reilly

kip sabian

la knight

malakai black

mark davis

mjf

matt jackson

nick jackson

nick wayne [ no smut ]

orange cassidy

ortiz

penelope ford

pete dunne

preston vance

randy orton

roman reigns

rhea ripley

ricky starks

ridge holland

ruby soho

sami zayn

seth rollins

stu grayson

skye blue

santana

swerve strickland

trent beretta

toni storm

tony d’angelo

undertaker

wardlow

wheeler yuta

willow nightingale

will ospreay

zack sabre jr.

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damiano david — måneskin

ethan torchio — måneskin

thomas raggi — måneskin

victoria de angelis — måneskin

chris motionless — motionless in white

ricky horror — motionless in white

vinny mauro — motionless in white

will ramos — lorna shore

vessel — sleep token

ii — sleep token

iii — sleep token

iv — sleep token

oli sykes — bring me the horizon

noah sebastian — bad omens

hozier

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bucky barnes

loki laufeyson

miguel o’hara

peter parker [ mcu + tasm ]

steve rogers

thor odinson

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joel miller — the last of us [ tv series ]

thomas shelby — peaky blinders

arthur shelby — peaky blinders

alfie solomons — peaky blinders

simon “ghost” riley — cod/mw2

könig — cod/warzone

capitan john prince — cod/mw2

johnny “soap” mctavish — cod/mw2

kyle “gaz” garrick — cod/mw2

keegan p. russ —cod/ghosts

keep in mind this ain’t the final list !

[statdaddyalien]

Prompt me:

So I’ve decided to write some more WWE/AEW drabbles, so I have decided to open my prompts. I used to write on my main blog, but I figured since I have this wrestling side blog I might as well migrate my writing here.  Rules: -I don’t really write smut, I’ll get close to it, maybe allude to it, but you most likely won’t find just pure smut in my stories. -I also won’t write anything to do with r*pe or SA, or anything underaged.  - I reserve the right to say no to your prompt and not write it - Please don’t spam me with questions about when your fic is gonna be done. Please be patient.  - Just be kind to me and I’ll be kind to you. You’re more than welcome to reblog and like the fics. In fact please do.  - I don’t have a lot of experience writing wrestler x reader fics, but I can try.  Characters I am willing to write for:  (AEW) - Ruby Soho - Kris Statlander - Orange Cassidy - Tay Conti - Anna Jay - Britt Baker - Adam Cole - Bryan Danielson - Rebel - Jaime Hayter - The Bunny - Penelope Ford - Jungle Boy - CM Punk - Chelsea Green - Matt Cardona (Zack Ryder) (WWE) - Liv Morgan - Bayley - Charlotte - Becky Lynch - Shayna Baszler - Rhea Ripley - Dakota Kai - Raquel Gonzales - Sonya Deville - Mandy Rose - Bianca Belair - Mia Yim - Keith Lee - Toni Storm - Kay Lee Ray - Seth Rollins - Edge - Beth Pheonix - Sasha Banks - Randy Orton - Johnny Gargano - Candice Lerae - Tegan Nox - Indi Hartwell - Tamina - Natalya - Jessamyn Duke - Lita - Trish - Molly Holly Ships: (You can kind of mix and match from the character/ship list, or I guess request a wrestler x reader fic, but I’ll list some suggestions:) - Ruby Soho x Liv Morgan - Bayley x Sasha - Bayley x Becky - Becky x Charlotte - Ruby Soho x Kris Statlander - Ruby Soho x Britt Baker - The Bunny x Penelope Ford - Beth Phoenix x Edge - Shayna Baszler x Dakota Kai - Tegan Nox x Dakota Kai - Johnny x Candice Lerae - Kris Statlander x Orange Cassidy - Bayley x Liv Morgan - Liv Morgan x Sonya Deville - Sonya Deville x Mandy Rose - Kris Statlander x Tay Conti - Tay Conti x Anna Jay - Anna Jay x Jungle Boy - Tay Conti x Orange Cassidy - Ruby Soho x Dakota Kai - Seth Rollins x Becky You can mix-match and even suggest other ships that aren’t on my list, the worst I can say is no. 

[pg-punk]

Taking Requests!!

(PLEASE READ FULL THING BEFORE REQUESTING)

I will do any gender for the reader

NO SMUT (maybe when I get more comfy 😏)

No big age gap (sorry to the CM Punk fans 😭)

Pretty much only AEW wrestlers.

Please try to explain in good detail otherwise I will go of the rails and it will end up being completely diffrent from your ask ❤️

People I write for:

-MJF (My fav👏✨️😭❤️)

-Jon Moxley

-Darby Allen

-CM Punk (My man has 2nd place)🥈

-Adam Page

-Adam Cole

-Tay Conti

-Kris Statlander

-Wardlow

-The Bunny

-Britt Baker

Send Requests through ask or priv messages, I won't tag you in them if you want to be anonymous if you priv message me ❤️

[dimitrescus-bitch]

AEW Masterlist

* - smut

Adam Page

Saddle Up

Brandi Rhodes

The Best Part of Waking Up*

Rhodes Not Taken

Hiraku Shida

Between

Tay Conti

Backseat*

Feel the Same

Back Together

Kris Statlander

Space Cadet

Take Me Back

World Domination*

The Old Times

Penelope Ford

Fluster

Super Bad Girl

Need You Tonight*

Give You Everything

How to Be a Bad Girl

Sadie Gibbs

Viva Forever