#kyle o'reilly imagine

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

●Kyle O'Reilly x Reader●

Summary: You pay him a visit after his first match back while he is cutting a promo.

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*Y/N's POV*

Standing in the back watching Kyle make his debut back into the ring after 2 years, I smile slightly seeing how happy he looks to be back. I have not talked to him since he returned at Revolution. I haven't talked to him since he left to get neck fusion surgery. He broke up with me before he left because he didn't want me to worry about him. Little does he know, I worried about him every single day for the last two years. I feel a tap on my shoulder which brings me back to earth and I shake my head looking over at Roderick Strong next to me.

"Hey Roddy. What's up?"

"Y/N. We are going to go out after the show tonight. Would you like to go with us?"

I look at the TV than back at Roddy with a semi sad face. He puts his hand on my shoulder looking at me.

"I understand. Not this time. Maybe you should talk to him after his match. I know he does miss you. Just think about it."

I shake my head and he pulls me into a hug. He pulls back, pats my shoulder than walks away. I feel a few tears start falling down my cheeks as I look back up at the TV seeing Kyle get the win. I sigh thinking about what Roddy said.

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Standing behind a wall, I look around it seeing Kyle sitting on the floor talking to the camera about how he is reminded about why he fell in love with wrestling.

"I'm a really lucky guy.... that I get to do this again."

I walk around the corner and walk over to him as he sighs and looks down. I put my hand out as he looks up at me with wide eyes. He grabs my hand and stands up coming face to face with me.

"Y/N. You look gorgeous. Just like the first time I saw you. I missed you."

He puts his hands on both sides of my face and I look at him with a sad face.

"Did you really? Because I have missed you and have been worried about you for the last two years."

"I'm so sorry I broke us off. I know it was the stupidest thing I have ever done. I regret it more than you will ever know. All I could think about was you when I was recovering. I love you! You are the love of my life Y/N!"

He pulls my face into his and kisses me hard. I kiss him back and put my arms around his neck. He runs his hands down my ass than grabs my thighs lifting me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He pulls back from the kiss and looks me in my eyes. I place my forehead against his and stare into his eyes realizing how much this man means to me and how much I am never letting him go again......

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Kyle O’ Reilly Masterlist

Family Dynamics (Headcanon)

[sydsaint]

Love me some Roddy Strong 💛💛

Summary: The reader is faced with an impossible task in fending off the JAS alone. Thankfully, her long-lost boyfriend and some old friends show up to back her up.

"Leave him alone, Chris!" You stand in the middle of the ring, members of the JAS surrounding you.

Adam lies on the floor behind you, already a victim of Chris and his goons. Outside of the ring, Britt has also been the victim of an attack.

"Are you sure that you wanna do this, sweetheart?" Angelo Parker taunts you. "You could join us you know? I've always thought you were too good for that clown Adam Cole and his girlfriend anyway." He grins at you, offering you a hand.

Your head rushes with a million thoughts. Adam has been your best friend for over a decade. He's like a brother to you. And Britt has become one of your best girlfriends. They're like family. But what can you do? There are five members of the JAS, plus the Outcasts now. And you're just one person. You can't fend them all off at once.

All hope seems lost and you don't know what to do. The AEW crowd is deafeningly silent as they eagerly await your decision. But then for some unknown reason, the crowd erupts into an uproar of cheers.

"What the hell?" You yelp when people seem to appear out of nowhere behind you. "Roderick? Kyle?" You glance at either side of you to find two old friends.

"Hey, Y/N." Kyle flashes you a goofy grin.

You turn to your opposite side and find Roderici smiling at you as well. "Nice to see you too, gorgeous." He greets you. "Get Adam and Britt out of here. We've got this."

"But there's only two of you." You are quick to point out the numbers game.

"Nah, we bought a backup." Roderick chuckles and slyly nods behind Jericho and his buddies.

You look behind Jericho and spot Bobby Fish just as he hops the barricade. So, with the odds now much better than they were five minutes ago, you step back and help Adam out of the ring.

On the floor, you leave Adam on the ramp and go to help Britt to her feet. When you come around the corner, you find Angelo waiting for you. "Noy so fast, beautiful." He grins at you. "We've still got some things to talk about."

You stop a few feet shy of Britt and weigh your options. One man is much easier to deal with than five, so your odds are much better. Still, Angelo is much bigger than you are. And he could just ignore you and go for Britt if you try anything.

"Hey, jackass!" Roderick hops down from the ring and comes to your rescue. "The lady's already got a man." He glares at Angelo.

Roderick and Angelo start going at it, which gives you time to help Britt to her feet. You get her over to Adam and help both of them up the ramp. Once you're at the top of the ramp and the couple is being helped by medical staff, you head back down the ramp.

"You three need any help?" You slide into the ring and come to a stop on either side of Roderick and Kyle.

"Fiesty as ever I see, Y/N." Kyle snickers,

Bobby and Roderick laugh with Kyle as the action in the ring comes to a stalemate. "And twice as pretty," Roderick adds with a playful wink. "You ready to end this?" He glances at you.

You nod and you help send the JAS running for the hills. You laugh as they all retreat and are immediately met with a hug by Kyle.

"So, how much did you miss me?" Kyle asks as he picks you off your feet.

"Terribly." You giggle. "My life is dull when you're not around to brighten it up, Kyle O'Reilly." You joke with him.

Kyle set you down and Bobby goes in for a hug as well. "It's good to see you again, shorty." He teases you.

"Good to have you back, Fish." You tease him back.

With Kyle and Bobby reacquainted, that just leaves Roderick. You walk over to his side with a hand on your hip and a playful look in your eye. "Long time no see, Strong." You greet him. "The other guys finally get tired of you?"

"More like I got tired of them," Roderick replies.

The two of you stare at one another for a moment, and anyone could mistake the situation for a seriously tense encounter. But neither of you can keep up the charade for long. A smile cracks on your face and you fall forward into Roderick's arms.

"I missed you." You let out a content sigh once you're being embraced in Roderick's arms. "I was beginning to think that they were never going to release you."

"So was I." Roderick chuckles and hugs you tightly. "It looks like they let me go just in time too. How are you always managing to get yourself into trouble when I'm not around?" He asks you.

You giggle and let Roderick go from the hug. "What can I say? I like to remind you just how much you care." You tease him. "Plus, I like watching you get all protective and mean."

"Of course." Roderick shakes his head and leans forward to kiss you on the cheek. "Come on, we should go see how Adam and Britt are."

"Ah, we all know Adam is fine." You wave your hand dismissively. "He's got a thick skull."

Your joke earns a laugh from Kyle and Bobby as everyone heads backstage to find Adam and Britt. You're informed that the couple is back in the trainer's room, so everyone heads back there for the reunion.

"Well, I'll be damned." Adam chuckles when everyone comes through the door. "Nice seeing you boys again."

Roderick, Kyle, and Bobby all head over to chat with Adam while you check on Britt. You walk over to her and give her a small hug.

"How are you feeling?" You ask Britt.

"I'll be fine." Britt shrugs, taking her time to sit up and talk to you. "Thanks for the help." She thanks you with a small smile.

You shrug and nod over to Adam and the boys. "Ah, don't thank me. They did all the work." You insist.

"Right." Britt lets out a small giggle. "Hey, aren't you dating Roderick right now?" She asks you.

"Last time I checked, yeah." You joke. "It's been a bit difficult with the whole conflicting schedules thing. But he's here now, finally." You smile to yourself at the thought of having Roderick back.

"I'm happy for you." Britt shares your smile. "It's always good to have someone you love watching your back. Plus now we can go on double dates!" She jokes.

You laugh and hug Britt again. "Oh, it's going to be so much fun messing with them." You help her to her feet and over to the group. "Make way! VIPs coming through!"

You shoulder past Bobby and Kyle so that Britt can sit with Adam. Once she's sat down, you step back over to Roderick who slings a casual arm over your shoulder. Everyone starts talking about revenge plans and a warm fuzzy feeling overtakes you. Things are looking mighty bright for the future now.

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

WWE Masterlist

Fluff = 💕 (count: 12)

Smut = 💦 (count: 0)

Angst = 💔 (count: 2)

Main Roster - Smackdown / Raw

Baron Corbin - Safe 💕

Roman Reigns - Always Have, Always Will 💕

Seth Rollins - Too Little, Too Late 💔  

Finn Balor / Fergal Devitt - Luck in Love  💕 

NXT

Adam Cole - Never Should’ve Let You Go 💕       

 --------  Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four

Kyle O’Reilly - Cookie Dough Kisses  💕

NXT UK

Marcel Barthel - Always There   💕

Marcel Barthel, Fabian Aichner - What’s Mine 💕

Tyler Bate - Perfect Chance💕

Trent Seven - Notice Me 💕

[thebarefemale]

Dragoned

pairing: kyle o'reilly x bobby fish x fem!reader

plot: reDRagon and the reader meet again after working together in nxt and it gets hot and heavy

word count: long'ish

warnings: i sinned us all i guess; oral male/female; double penetration; anal; dirty talk; dom/sub kinda things

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"… well, well, well Miss Y/N.", you hear while reading the match up written on a blackboard. Toni Storm versus Nyla Rose caught your eye when somebody puts his arm around your shoulders and another hand touches your waist. Those are two different hands and the smell of the bodies they belong to is kind of familiar to you. "Kinda missed you I've to admit.", one of the men says while grabing your waist a bit harder pushing your body in his. Kyle and Bobby. Of course! You kind of feel stupid considering you didn't think about those two. The three of you met while being under contract with NXT and after a while it got hot and heavy. Long story short things got real and you three smashed after a night out. It was amazing and everything you needed after being in traditional relationships. Kyle and Bobby not only gave you your first real orgasm but they made you feel like a goddess, like a queen and like the sexiest woman on earth. After they left the promotion you kind of droped everything since it was not possible to spend time together while being on the road on different shows. So this is the first time you meet again and you have to admit your panty instantly dropped and just hearing their voices made you wet. So wet it's dripping down your left leg. First you look into the eyes of Kyle and he has this dirty grin on his face you was soooo used to. He's the one touching the skin on your waist and it seems that he's already picturing you naked bouncing on him like a damn freak. "It seems you only kinda missed touching my body.", you answer raising a brow. Kyle nods approving what you just said. "… and you missed us touching you like that though." Now it's Bobby. Bobby often acts like the mature one but he's the crazier bastard comparing him to Kyle. "Let me get things straight Y/N okay?.", Bobby keeps talking, "We're free until the main event. You're free for the whole night. So?", he shrugs. "Yeah and I got a whole load for this beautiful face of yours.", Kyle adds. This is all you needed. Your body is aching for those guys and it is like Kyle is in your head because he grabs you without checking if somebody is looking. Kyle puts you over his shoulder carrying you like his prey to the locker room of reDRagon.

Bobby opens the door for you and Kyle and you can see him licking his lips. Kyle throws you on the couch and immediately starts to take of his clothes. Softly Bobby grabs your left foot with the high heels still on. He takes it off so gently you feel it kind of tickling you. Soft, soft, so soft kisses on your skin by this man. He grabs your underwear under your skirt und pulls it down to let your pussy free. He grins while looking at you like that. "Oh yes babe, this sure is the most beautiful view I've ever seen in my life though. Look at you … damn!", he already moans while burrying his face between your legs, going through your wet folds like he's eating some ice cream. You moan and throw your head back. This man knows what makes you go crazy and it's like he doesn't want to waste time on your first orgasm. Kyle is looking at you two while he already strokes his dick scanning you from head to feet. He's actualy an impatient person and you wonder why he's not all over you already. "Open", he demand and you do exactly this. You open wide and he puts his cock right into your mouth almost down your throat. You gag a little but Kyle is so impatient he's not stopping. He's fucking your face and you cant breath properly but while Kyle is filling your mouth it's Bobby that almost got you to your orgsam. He sucks on your clit and adds one than two fingers inside of you. And while he's going faster and faster and while you hear Kyle moan you feel this heat. You feel the heat that is rising inside of you that you know so well. It's this huuuge orgasm that hits you like a rock on the head und you feel like you fly while Bobby stops sucking on your clit but keeps his fingers inside of you to ride out your high. It seems like Kyle is getting more excited while watching you. He is getting deeper but it's Bobby that stops him "Sit down man. It's time. She's ready." Bobby tells him and Kyle does what he's told to. He sits down on the couch and you spread white to sit on his lap. He grabs his dick strokes it a few times and then he put it inside of you. He's not waiting to adjust and he's not waiting for you to get ready. He starts fucking you like you never have been fucked before. The sweet pain seems to make you light headed. Bobby is kissing your shoulder he grabs your shirt and pulls it over your head. The pleasure on his face while seeing you get hammered by his best friend is obvious. "Fuck you're so tight. Did you wait for us all those month?" Kyle moans while looking at you then on the body parts which are currently connected. "I hadn't anyone since you two …", you answer and this makes Kyle go slower. It seems he wanted to hear exactly that. You and Kyle kiss while Bobby is making you stay in this position. He got his hands on your ass "Ready?" he asks and you nod. And with that being said he's inside of your ass. While doing so he moans loud and you can understand why. There is nothing tighter than your ass and Bobby is feeling this pleasure right now. "So thight so small. This ass is made for me." he whispers in your ear. "Both of you move. I want to feel you move inside of me." you tell them and you can see how turned on Kyle is by feeling both of your holes filled. "We gonna split you on half Y/N." Kyle moans while speeding up. Bobby does the same put fastly needs to slow down because of how tight your ass is. You moan and you never felt more alive. You missed getting this treatment and you missed being their center of attention. "Talk to me. Talk to me like you used to do." you demand. Kyle is changing his position a bit and it seems that your sweet spot now is fully exposed to his dick. "You little dirty dirty girl. It's like you just came to AEW to get fucked by the both of us. You missed how we fill all of your needy holes right? Look at how you need us inside of you. Look at how you need Kyle fucking you like the naughty girl you really are." you moan while Bobby is whispering this into your ear. You close your eyes because you feel your next orgasm comes closer but Kyle grabs your chin roughly "Open your eyes. You look at me while I fuck you. You look at me when you cum. You look at me when Bobby cums. You look at me when I cum." Bobby kisses your shoulder again while Kyle is laying down his laws. Bobby pulls out. You can't check what he's doing because Kyle still has your chin in his hands. But you feel his body heat again and how he's now trying to get inside of your pussy as well. "Breath breath. You can take the two of us girl. You just need to breath through it." Bobby says while sliding inside of you. Two damn dicks inside of your pussy and your body is wanting more. Kyle moans since your pussy gets tighter. You feel so full and yet so needy. With this much dick inside of you you can't help yourself but fading away having another orgasm and looking Kyle right in his eyes. Your body is feeling light and your legs seem to float. This orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks and it seems like Bobby and Kyle get turned on even more by you cuming on both of their cocks. "Gonna cover you in cum." Kyle says and both of them pulling out of you just to push you back on the couch and stroking their dicks in front of you. Then two huge loads of cum shooting right onto your face neck and titts and you can hear both of them moan while having an orgasm. After their release Kyle and Bobby sit down next to you on the couch breathing hard sweating touching you right away. Kyle is teasing your nipples while Bobby pets you like a cat. "Looks like you needed this." Bobby says while looking you into your eyes. "Hadn't dick for a while now, so …" you shrug. Kyle grins while looking for his clothes. It could be time. They'll wrestle in tonights main event. "We could make us three work. I mean for real work. Like work work you know?" Kyle finally takes part in the conversation. "Like work work?" you ask. Bobby looks at Kyle then at you "Yeah like exclusive I think. We three exclusive." You nod "Works for me." Kyle is already getting dressed "Then meet us after the show and we go get something to eat and then for round two in the hotel room?" he asks while putting on his reDRagon-Shirt. "Not for Bobby. He already had dinner for tonight." you grin while looking at him still being naked next to you. "Just like you. I mean look at you."

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[inagetawaycarxo]

Christmas Proposal Hc w/ Kyle O’Reilly

REQUESTED BY @oreillystolemyheart​

— ❄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.

Kyle was a bundle full of nerves. It was Christmas day and he was going to propose to you.

He kept changing his mind about how he was going to do it.

At first, he was going to put the engagement ring in your hot chocolate on top of a marshmallow, but he decided against it.

He then decided to put the ring on the tree but changed his mind.

He asked his mom and his friends for ideas. Getting some inspiration.

Eventually, Kyle finally decided on how he would propose.

Kyle coaxed you to go outside.

Holding you closer to him to keep you warm, as you whined about the cold.

He smiled. Though he was still nervous and how you would respond. Sure the two of you talked about marriage and kids, but that didn’t seem to calm his nerves.

He stopped at the bottom of the porch's steps. Holding you tighter to his side. Checking to see if the ring was in his pocket.

“Are we watching the snow fall? Because we can do that inside, where it is warm,” You spoke. Making Kyle chuckle. He then rolled his eyes playfully.

“Just look at the view, notice anything different,” Kyle spoke.

You were about to say a smartass reply when you noticed rocks in the snow.

WILL YOU MARRY ME? was written in the snow with rocks.

You let out a surprised gasp. Hand coming up to cover your mouth.

You turned to look at Kyle. Seeing him kneeling beside you. Holding a ring.

“Yes, Kyle, yes, I will marry you,” You beamed.

Kyle slipped the ring onto your left ring finger.

He got up as you held your left hand up to your face. Admiring the ring.

You jumped up and down in delight.

Wrapping your arms around Kyle. Wrapping your legs around his waist. Kyle held you as he spun you around. Then stopped.

The two of you stare into each other’s eyes. Before closing the distance. Eyes fluttering closed as the both of you kiss each other…

[luvksj]

Yandere!Undisputed Era: Bittersweet Reunion

author’s note: this is part two so please read part one. anyway, i’m sorry for taking a really long time to upload this part. i didn’t have any creative juices flowing so i struggled writing something but here in NZ, nearly 1AM, i decided to write whatever i thought of and came up with this! 

i allowed my fingers to type away and it transformed into this which... ngl, i’m pretty proud of and i have to thank you all for being so patient with me and my creative blocks, the sappy quotes i read on pinterest and the music i listened to while writing this. 

anyways, please enjoy and hope you’re all keeping safe! this is part two, please read part one before reading this~!

pov: you escaped despite using drastic measures but… that doesn’t mean it’ll last forever.

warning: this story contains strong use of violence and cursing. if you feel uncomfortable with themes of stalkers/stalking, violence, obsession, yandere aus, manipulation, torture etc or mentions of blood, killing, death, torture, kidnapping, suicide or anything similar please DO NOT read this story!

this story does NOT depict the true personas/characteristics of Adam Cole, Kyle O’Reilly, Roderick Strong and Bobby Fish. this story is 100% a work of fiction and any similarities discovered is a PURE COINCIDENCE. this story is meant for entertainment purposes only. if you feel unsure about anything written in this story, please PM me.

Previously...

The locker room was clear… maybe you were really hallucinating. You sighed, relieved but that feeling diminished when a taunting voice interrupted your thoughts.

“Hello Y/N, sweetheart.”

Now Continuing...

Your body froze. It couldn’t be... that’s impossible, right?! RIGHT?!?

Doing a slow pivot, you were face-to-face with “your fans”. But, you knew it was them under all that merch - you’d recognized those devious grins anywhere. Those cheshire cat grins, brainstorming all the torture they’d inflict on you for 10 years worth of lies. Eyes raking in the body they all desperately missed. 

“Hello Y/N, long time no see huh?” Kyle says, approaching me. You refused to let them intimidate you and repressed the tears, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down before glaring back with cold eyes. 

You spent your whole life afraid of them, allowing them to use their power to torment you. Well, not anymore. 

Kyle caressed your cheek, savoring the feeling he missed. You clenched your fist, fighting back a reaction. No! You weren’t going to give them the satisfaction. Your reaction did surprise them but it only amused them even more - they were going to break you. Like they usually did. 

His hand trailed down your face to your chest, admiring how your top hugged your breast - keeping them secure while also emphasizing them. Knowing how special Wrestlemania was, you got this outfit custom-made and it was different from what you’ve ever worn. 

“Ten years...” Kyle muses. “Ten years of us believing you died. Ten years of us mourning over you. Ten years, Y/N. Ten fucking years.” he says, holding back his anger as tears glossed his eyes. 

Awww, did they suffer? How terrible.

You couldn’t help but relish in their pain. Watching them talk about how much they suffered during these ten years - that’s right you fuckers, it doesn’t feel nice. “But...” Roderick says and without knowing, your breath hitched. The question which you’ve desperately craved an answer for was finally going to be answered.

How did they find out? 

 A million possibilities raced through your mind. Did someone snitch? Did they see you on TV by a pure coincidence? Did they force it out of someone? Did they see a post of you on social media? A media article? A billboard advertising a WWE PPV? The UUDD Youtube channel? WHAT?!?

Roderick walks closer, his grin growing wider with every step. “But... imagine our surprise when we saw you in Los Angeles. Out in public.” you freeze, stunned by his words. They ran into you by accident in public and you didn’t even see them?

“Of course, we thought we were hallucinating but Bobby pointed out a distinct detail that immediately identified to us that it was you.” Roderick grabs your wrist and points to the tattoo you got honoring your friendship with them back before you found out about their ‘yandere’ side. 

You immediately curse your past self. It takes everything to not give them a reaction - gritting your teeth and clenching your fist so hard they turn white. They could tell that you were trying so hard to not break and it amused them. You were always a stubborn one - a little firecracker, which they enjoyed. 

“That’s when we decided to do some investigating... to confirm this theory. So... we ‘interviewed’ some people and gathered data.” Bobby reveals a file, brimming with the so-called data. Inside it contained everything from ten years ago... some data going back even further. 

The data gathered showed your well-thought-out plan. Every detail was covered. Every possible situation had back-up plans of back-up plans. It amused them how much work you put into this. You were always a smart one, thinking before doing something. That mixed with your firecracker personality made you interesting... different from others. 

“And that’s how we found out. How we found out you lied to us. Used our biggest fear against us.” he states, gripping the file so hard it was scrunching in his hand. You could only imagine how they felt during that discovery. The anger, hurt, sadness and probable joy they felt. 

You couldn’t believe it. They were playing the victim as if they never did these things to you. Like they didn’t create scars you’d never heal from. The reason you couldn’t trust men anymore or be left alone. The reason you’re still experiencing trauma despite receiving help. The sole reason your life was complete hell for over ten years.

Adam shakes his head, “So... with some help, we found out your schedule and made plans accordingly. Of course, you were smart enough to have us banned from all WWE events so we had to be careful.” he says, gesturing to the disguises they donned. 

He steps forward, gripping your face and harshly squishing your cheeks. “We found you. All this work you put into avoiding us may have worked temporarily but in the end, you were the one who screwed yourself over.” he grins mockingly. 

“You have no one to blame but yourself, sweetheart.” he declares.

You wanted to cry because no matter how much you wanted to deny it... he was right. If you never got that tattoo, you would have never been caught. If you never went out because you were bored and stayed inside your hotel room, playing video games on your Switch, they would have never spotted you.

And you would still be a free woman. And your match at Wrestlemania would have gone much better.

Using your strength, you pushed them back. “You act like you’re the victims. Like you haven’t been the sole reason I hated my life. Like you weren’t the ones who created scars I will never heal from - no matter how much therapy I receive. The trauma I’ll never recover from, the nightmares I have and the reason I have severe trust issues.” you exploded. 

Over ten years of pent-up anger finally being released. “You are the reason I lost my self-confidence. The affirmation I am pretty and worthy - destroyed and irreparable. I lost everything because of you and your greedy desires. You will forever haunt my life and the worst thing is.... there’s nothing I can do about it. So yeah! Watching you suffer like I did feels fan-fucking-tastic! Hearing you be in pain is music to my damn ears! The tears that roll down your faces as you think about the pain gives me satisfaction. I’m happy I’m the cause of your pain because now you know what it feels like to feel so low... you don’t even want to be alive. So, I hope you enjoy it cause it ain’t ending anytime soon!” 

The words fall from your mouth. You don’t even register half the things you’ve spewed out. It’s only till Roderick throws you against the wall, eyes full of rage and their grip on you dangerously tight - do you come back to reality. They look ready to torture so bad... you might just die for real. 

“Looks like someone needs to be taught who’s boss, isn’t that right boys?” Kyle says, earning hums from the others. I squeeze my eyes shut, fighting back the tears ready to betray me. Mustering up all my energy and strength, I knee Roderick hard in his area and he lets go, nursing his pain. 

I wasn’t going to be their toy anymore. For too long have I let them use their power and strength to intimidate me... not today, not ever. I will fight my way out of this - even if it kills me. I will go down kicking and screaming. 

“I already know who’s boss,” I say, panting and trying to recapture my breath. They look stunned by my act of defiance - usually, I’d surrender right then and there... but I’ve changed. I’m not the same person I was ten years ago. Despite the pain, I’ve become stronger and feistier. 

This firecracker’s now a firework, ready to go off. 

Picking up a nearby makeshift weapon (your belt), you grip it tightly and get into a fighting stance - ready to defend yourself. “And it’s me. I’m the boss of myself. Not you. I control my life, not you. You will no longer be someone who thinks they can control me. Not anymore. This is my life and I will fight for it - even if I die. I will no longer be intimidated by you. I will no longer allow you to dictate my life. You are no more than someone who deserves to rot in hell. And trust me when I say, I might even take you there myself so bring it on.” you declare, eyes full of determination. 

This reaction makes them laugh, unable to fathom this new sense of bravery. But once you whiplashed Kyle using your belt, hitting him multiple times until he was bleeding, did they realize how serious you were. Blocking an incoming attack from Bobby, you kick his abdomen and punch his face, sending him stumbling into some trash bins.

Roderick landed a hit on your stomach making you stumble. You stunned him by slapping his face using your belt buckle which left a cut and pushed him into the corner with Bobby - continuously whiplashing them both until their faces were covered in cuts. 

Adam tried a sneak attack but you dodged it. Standing on the bench, you launch yourself at him and perfectly execute a Panama Sunrise, leaving him withering on the floor. Using your belt, you locked Kyle in a chokehold - choking him with your belt. 

Bobby tried attacking from behind but missed and instead hit Adam. You took this opportunity to sweep him from under and wrapped the belt around his jaw - locking him in a chokehold with Kyle. Once they had passed out, you set your sights on Roderick who was recovering and you grab him, suplexing him onto Adam. 

Sure, they had landed some hits on you but you dominated this battle. Panting, you survey the damage and grin, wiping the blood coming from your lip before gathering your belongings. 

“And that... undisputed,” you whispered to their unconscious selves before leaving - calling security to escort these intruders out. You know that they’d be back for revenge and you were ready for them. 

The bruises which marked your hands didn’t make you whimper but made you happy - knowing you stood up for yourself and came out as the victor. Revving the car engine, you peel away and drive back to the hotel with newfound strength and pride.

You weren’t going to be their bitch anymore. You weren’t going to let them control you anymore. You were going to fight for your rights and fight for your freedom. 

You were doing this for everyone that helped you but most importantly, you were doing this for your past self that never thought she’d get out of that nightmare. Believing she’d be trapped in the clutches of actual demons forever. 

With a teary smile, you realized that during these years apart that you’ve grown into someone you can finally be proud of. Someone who you could only dream about becoming all those years ago - someone that they’d laugh at, taunting and mocking you - firmly believing you’d never become that. 

Well, guess what, revenge is sweet. It’s pretty darn sweet.                          

“her revenge wasn’t loud, petty or nasty. her revenge was silent because growth cannot be heard so keep watering yourself, you’re growing.

[dirtywrestling]

Hi I was wondering if you could do a Kyle O'Reilly x Male Reader x Finn Bálor smut fic? Both Kyle and Finn want the male reader but the reader decides to just get both of them.

Pairing: Kyle O'Riley x Male!Reader x Finn Balor

Warnings: 18+ Blog, Smut, Cursing, Slight Oral

Commissions: Closed

Imagines: Open

"It's either me or him, Y/N. Now pick!" Finn's Irish accent was thick and impatient along with the other male, Kyle waited for an answer.

"No more teasing, you need to pick, Y/N." Kyle spoke, his arms crossed over his chest tightly with a stern look on his face, slightly glaring at Finn.

Standing in front of Finn and Kyle who have both been nonstop flirting with you for months were now waiting for an answer. Your eyes darted back and forth between the two. "I pick." You started, your eyes went to Finn then back at Kyle. Both boys leaning forward with wide eyes waiting for an answer.

"I pick, both." You dropped to your knees in front of them. "I pick both of you, I can't decide. I need both of you, both of your fat cocks in my tight ass, both of your sweet kisses on mine and my cock." Your eyes stared up at the two men who looked at each other. As if they gave each other a silent agreement large smirks appeared on their lips.

"Okay." Finn and Kyle spoke at the same time and started to undo their zippers.

[grizzledyoungimpact]

Pairing: Adam Cole/Dessi Layfield/Kyle O’Reilly Quote: I’m inclined to believe if we weren’t so down we’d up and leave. Verse: Medieval

He was used to getting the things that he wanted. Be it fashion or food or the admiration of his people, King Adam Cole was able to simply give an order and most would fall at his feet. It was why his current predicament bothered him so. To see a woman, especially one as high-ranking as a princess, not willing to give their devotion to himself made Adam’s blood boil.

To make it even worse, the woman who had captured his heart was the beloved of his closest friend.

Kyle O’Reilly was a paragon to the inhabitants of the kingdom. Kyle was a high-ranking lord in the castle, but his position never affected how he treated the commonfolk. He gave coins freely, he helped to make sure the people had everything they needed. Kyle was the closest friend that Adam had ever had. Adam, on the other hand, knew he was not well-liked by the people. They found him to be self-centered, concerned more with the pursuits of pleasure. Adam hunted with his men Roderick and Robert as often as he drank with them, and spent time flirting with women of the court like his beloved Brittany.

That was until Destiny Layfield had come into the two men’s lives.

Destiny was the queen of her own kingdom, upon the death of her father Johnathan. She was beautiful, more so than most other women Adam knew. He found himself wanting to spend more and more time with Destiny while she was visiting her kingdom, and found himself trying to come up with reasons to visit her kingdom. It boiled his blood, then, when Destiny found the reasons to spend time with Kyle.

No, no. Adam couldn’t allow this cruelty against his love for Destiny. He wouldn’t admit that, perhaps, Kyle had bested him at something in life. And so, in a moment of weakness, Adam had ordered that Kyle be tossed into the dungeon, locked away simply for the crime of being in love with a woman that Adam wanted for himself.

Destiny had sworn to leave as soon as she saw Kyle locked away and, as she packed her things away, couldn’t help but feel the presence of another behind her. Destiny turned to see Adam, dressed in his finest black and gold garb, watching her from the doorway. Even now, Destiny could not deny how handsome the king looked. “If you would permit me my-“

“What do I have to do, Queen Layfield?” Adam questioned, his voice even, as he fully entered the room, “I have tried to charm you as a marriage prospect, but at every turn, you have denied me. Why?”

“I cannot help my heart,” Destiny began, though she turned back to make sure her bag was secure, “My heart has fallen for Kyle. He is a good man. Your supposed best friend.”

“He is a traitor to my name,” Adam protested, standing close to the woman. His hand placed itself upon her hip, breathing in her soul. “You inspired me to be a good king. I want to be your kind, rule side-by-side with you.”

Destiny let out a sharp laugh, worming away from Adam’s grip, “My king? I need no king, Adam. Your love for me is not for me. It is for my lands. My power. Not me.”

“No!” Adam stomped his foot as one would expect from a petulant child, “No, I love you. Kyle…he…he is unworthy of your adoration!”

“YOU are the one who is unworthy,” Destiny scoffed with a shake of her head, “You are cruel to your friends, to the people who need you. I am inclined to believe if we weren’t so down, we would up and leave. But we don’t…”

“Because you know as well as I do that you love me,” Adam stepped closer to her, pulling Destiny’s body flush against his own. He could feel her every curve against his own flesh. “Stay with me. Be mine and I will retrieve him from the dungeons.”

Destiny closed her eyes, inhaling a sharp breath. She would stay, not only to protect Kyle, but because a part of her truly did love him.

[writerlife23]

Who doesn’t love a Kyle O’Rilley image 😍

[incorrectaew]

Brandon Cutler: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life

Adam Cole: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!

Bobby Fish: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!

Nick Jackson: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Matt Jackson: My moral code, is that you?

Brandon:

Brandon: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mom sent me from when she cleaned out the attic, but do you guys need a hug?

Kyle O'Reilly: SHUT UP, LANDON. I'm lamenting my lost belief in magic and Santa Claus.

[cjthespade07]

Requests Are Now Open!

Hello Everyone! Requests Are Now Open For Wrestling, Top Gun, And Bands Imagines/One Shots. Some Pairings I Will Do Are The Following. For Wrestling: Shayna Baszler x Reader Kyle O'Reilly x Reader Bobby Fish x Reader Adam Cole x Reader Roderick Strong x Reader Marina Shafir x Reader Jessamyn Duke x Reader Dakota Kai x Reader Wade Barrett x Reader Heath Slater x Reader And More. For Top Gun/Top Gun Maverick: Any Character x Reader For Bands: Motionless In White One Direction Black Veil Brides My Chemical Romance Pierce The Veil Sleeping With Sirens And More! I Will Make Individual Posts To Comment Requests On Shortly! Thanks Everyone!

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Family Dynamic with the Undisputed Elite

this one is an intrusive thought so I thought I'd share it

The Undisputed Elite was definitely your favorite faction and you were honored when they plucked you out of the women's roster to join their ranks

The best way to describe them was like a very dysfunctional family

Adam was definitely the very disgruntled father who no one listened to

Bobby was the mom, always looking out for everyone, and not afraid to defend the father or the children

Kyle was the oldest child, always tired, and always losing his keys

On more than one occasion had Kyle lost something and Bobby found it right in front of Kyle's face

Matt and Nick were the middle children, always either calm or purely chaotic there was no in-between

Brandon was the youngest and clearly "mom's (bobby's) favorite" anytime Matt and Nick picked on him Bobby would shoo them off or scold them

It took them a minute to figure you out and soon you took Brandon's spot as the youngest "sibling", although they all called you the baby

Where "mom" had a favorite so did "dad" although he tried not to show it (surprise it was Matt and Nick)

But as the "baby" you had "special privileges" as they called it

Whenever you all stayed in the same hotel room (if you guys were being perticularly frugal) you automatically had bed rights, they would grumble and complain but you would just laugh

Nine times out of ten you would also be the one to pick out where you guys would eat

Whenever Matt and Nick tried to pick on you a consistenly sleep deprived Kyle would defend you

You were escorted by either Matt and Nick or Kyle and Bobby during all of your matches

They said it was to protect you from 'troublemakers'

Pot meets kettle am I right?

As much as you were a member of the faction sometimes you felt like a bit of an outsider, they had been friends for a long time and you were the new kid on the block

They didn’t let you feel that way for long though, soon you were fully involved in their chaotic and heelish antics

More often than not you would interfere in one of their matches and whoever had the pleasure of escorting you to the ring would interfere in yours

That was how the family worked

And you wouldn’t trade it for anything

Holy cow it’s been a minute since I posted something, fear not I am not dead, just slowly losing my marbles. I hope you guys enjoyed this one even if it’s short and a bit shitty.

Love you guys until next time!

[piratewithvigor]

An Analysis Of Former ROH Champions in regards to likelihood of fighting Jericho

Low Ki- Probably Not (does about one match a month, usually for HOG, last match was Oct 29)

Xavier- Definitely Not (is dead)

Samoa Joe- Likely, but not on Nov 2 (already is in AEW, but booked to fight Brian Cage)

Austin Aries- Probably Not (has not wrestled since March and if AEW isn't touching Marty Scull with a ten-foot pole, they're probably not touching him)

CM Punk- This is fuckin iffy, man (on the one hand, rumors say he's on his way out of AEW. On the other hand, if he was ever going to come back, 17 days before a PPV is the time to do it)

James Gibson- Willing To Bet Not (working for the WWE and also hasn't wrestled since 2015)

Bryan Danielson- No (already did)

Homicide- Very likely (Besties with Eddie Kingston and Wheeler Yuta already, which means worsties with Jericho by default)

Takeshi Morishima- Willing To Bet Not (has been retired for like 7 years)

Nigel McGuinness- No (both retired and doing commentary for WWE)

Jerry Lynn- Probably not (officially retired in 2013, but he does work for AEW, so you never know)

Tyler Black- If he did, I'd shit myself (didn't know this was Seth Rollins until I checked. Honestly, he's probably on the way to Saudi Arabia by now)

Roderick Strong- Probably not (due to being on NXT)

Eddie Edwards- Likely not (seems to be pretty heavy into TNA, but he is buddies with Bryan, who is enemies with Jericho)

Davey Richards- Not likely at all (heavy into the indies and wanted to retire 12 years ago)

Kevin Steen- I truly can't imagine (Has been Kevin Owens in the WWE for a good while)

Jay Briscoe- No (This is a manifestation. I do not want him in AEW)

Adam Cole- Oh I hope I Hope (it's been 4 months since he last wrestled due to injury, but this would be a FANTASTIC way to return)

Michael Elgin- Not Likely (Got arrested in July. Tony would be a FOOL to bring him in)

Jay Lethal- Eventually, but not Nov 2 (Is booked to fight Darby Allin)

Kyle O'Reilly- He's Gotta Come Back Eventually (6 days away from 5 months since he's wrestled, but is still in AEW)

Christopher Daniels- Honestly Pretty Likely (wrestles semi-frequently, just not in AEW. But he definitely could)

Cody- No, but if he does, I'd freak (Isn't even wrestling in the company he works for due to a broken tit)

Dalton Castle- No (already did)

Matt Taven- Probably (has done two episodes of Rampage and if the belt match isn't main event, it's almost definitely him)

Rush- Odds are good (I mean, not great odds cause he doesn't seem super over yet, but I wouldn't be surprised)

PCO- Really doubtful (First off, glad to see he's still going strong. I knew him as a Mountie back in 93. But he's pretty stuck into Impact)

Bandido- No (already did)

Jonathan Gresham- No, but only for booking reasons (no reason he can't, but his last AEW/ROH match was him losing the belt)

Claudio Castagnoli- Iffy (on the one hand, their gangs have been feuding since May, on the other hand, he's mighty pissed to lose the belt)

Nov 2 predictions in order of likelihood: Matt Taven, Rush, Homicide, Christopher Daniels, Adam Cole, Kyle O'Reilly

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

Cookie Dough Kisses - Kyle O'Reilly x Reader

I freakin LOVE Kyle, guys. He’s always been a favorite, and I love that he gets to shine right now in NXT, doing Solo stuff. <3 

This was brought on by a few prompts, including: > Person A and B making cookies, but Person A keeps sneaking Cookie Dough > Person A and B find themselves under a mistletoe and Person B makes comment (about fuck tradition– you’ll see it below)

Y/N/N = Your nick name I honestly don’t think I alluded to a gender in this… so it may be gender neutral.

Forgot I had a tag list. Until someone asked to be added to it. So, I’m going back through and adding to all the posts I’ve done. If you want to be added, lemme know! TAG LIST

@starwithaheart​ @shedevil22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee​ 

(Divider)

Soft Christmas music was playing in the background, an old vinyl record my best friend had insisted on playing. They never voiced to anyone- or even each other- that they were best friends, but everyone knew. Everyone also knew there was more. There had to be. But there never was. Each was too afraid to lose their best friend—so instead of trying to make it more, they lived in the happy bliss that was their friendship.

“Thanks again for coming and helping me Kor. I might’ve bitten off more than I can chew,” I admitted sheepishly.

“You know, you could have always just… downsized how much you were going to make. No one would have minded,” Kyle laughed, scooping the cookie dough onto the tray before turning it around and sliding it into the oven.

“Yeah, but,” I argued, swiping a finger against the top of the bowl and eating some of the dough,” I never planned on making all these. I just kept finding more and more recipes I wanted to try.”

Kyle turned around as I put my dough-topped finger into my mouth, giving me a despairing look.

“Stop doing that,” he frowned,” You’re going to make yourself really sick one of these times.”

“Kyle—I’ve ate cookie dough since I was five. If it hasn’t done anything yet, it won’t.”

“You don’t know that!” he argued, his voice softening just slightly,” Just… please? I don’t want you getting sick.”

He gave me those puppy eyes of his, and as always, I was putty in his hands. Though he’d never know.

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes, not being able to help the smile on my face when I saw him smile.

“Thank you. Now—what’s… Oh. One sec,” Kyle frowned, grabbing the towel and wetting it slightly at the sink, before coming around the counter and stopping next to me.

“Ya got something… right—” his hand gently cupped my face, tilting it so he could wipe off the flour from my face. I tried to ignore how close he was, how fast my heart was beating. He heard it, he had to. After he was finished, pleased that all the flour was gone, he released my chin and for a split second our faces were mere inches apart.

Kyle cleared his throat, looking away at the same time I spun away from him,” So er… what recipe was next?”

“The uh… the chocolate chip one,” I replied, taking a deep breath to calm myself,” I was planning on adding crushed up Oreos and maybe some molasses to it too, though.”

“To chocolate chip cookies? C’mon! You can’t mess with the sanctity that is Chocolate Chip!”

“Sure I can! There’s a thing called creative liberty O’Reilly,” I stuck my tongue out at him, making him give me an over-animated eye roll, as he slouched back into the main part of the kitchen—putting the counter between us once more.

“Fine, where you stashing those Oreos then? The snack cupboard by the fridge?”

“You know me so well,” I teased him, causing him to shake his head in mild amusement, turning around to trifle through the snacks to find the Oreos. Without thinking about it, I leaned forward and grabbed another small finger of cookie dough, bringing it to my mouth just as he turned around.

“Mint Oreos—rea—” he and I both froze at the same time, him with feigned annoyance and me from being caught.

“It’s.. uh… not what it looks like?” I tried, swallowing the cookie dough, slowly sliding off the stool I was sitting on.

“Y/N/N…” Kyle drawled out, setting the package of cookies down gently, as he slowly made to move around the counter.

“I’m sorry!” I exclaimed, taking off at a run (as fast as I could in the house) but with Kyle’s speed it didn’t take much for him to catch up to me. His arms wrapped around my mid-section, fastening me to his torso. My hands clamped onto his forearms, trying to nudge them apart without much luck. His arms only locked against me tighter. I could feel his breath on my neck, could imagine the playful smile on his face.

Sighing, I ‘tapped out’, tapping on his forearm; he instantly loosened his grip, but his hands never left my body. They stayed glued to my side as I turned around, watching as his smile faltered only a bit. He seemed nervous, but he refused to fully show it.

Then I realized we were in the space between the kitchen and the living room. Right where my roommate demanded we put—

My eyes flickered up, landing on the green flowered stem, swallowing the lump in my throat. Kyle followed my gaze, before scoffing slightly to himself.

“M-Mistletoe…” I whispered, looking at him, uncertain. Did I want Kyle to kiss me? Yes. Did I want to lose my best friend? No.

“What do you want me to do? Kiss you?” Kyle asked, almost sarcastically, and I felt my heart crumble a bit.

“I mean—it’s tradition… but—”

“Let a plant control when I should kiss the one I love? That’s stupid,” Kyle rolled his eyes playfully—a fact I missed in my heartache. I couldn’t look at him, it would only hurt more. I tried to push against him, to walk away, but his arms locked me in place.

“Fuck tradition, I kiss people when I want.”

Instantly, I felt his lips on mine, his trimmed beard scratching gently against my cheek. His hand came up to caress my face as he kissed me, slightly deepening the kiss near the end. Upon ending it, Kyle leaned his forehead against mine, and when I opened my eyes, he was staring at me. When our eyes met, he smiled, almost shyly— uncertain.

“I can’t keep ignoring how I feel about you, Y/N/N… please tell me… you feel the same?”

Not trusting my voice, I slowly leaned up, placing a gentle kiss against his lips, nodding as I pulled away. His smile brightened, but before he could say anything—the timer started going off, alerting us the batch of cookies were done.

Together, we walked back to the kitchen, retaking our places from before. Only this time—I completely ignored the bowl of cookie dough.

At least, until Kyle and I mixed up the Chocolate Chip Oreo concoction, and as I tasted the batter, Kyle turned around and caught me.

“Alright—you can’t keep your hands off it.” Kyle frowned, before a mischievous smirk crossed his face,” I know a way to keep you out of the cookie dough.” He started towards me, causing me to playfully shriek as I ran away—Kyle right behind me.

[christianstepmoms]

All of that is fair. But I cannot imagine not liking Kyle O'Reilly as a wrestler? he is nearly perfect imo. Team Taz was robbed tho :(. How did Eddie get shafted? I feel like his booking has been good since he started the full gear punk feud, and he seems earmarked to take the belt from punk when its all over. My biggest problem with the PPV was no unique set, WTF

I just find him extremely fucking boring, though I'm constantly told I'm wrong in my discord, I don't see anything in him that pops to me other than being able to sell an injury better than most.

Team Taz would be a GREAT tag run.

He keeps losing feuds and should absolutely not lose to Chris "The Wizard Wearing White Who Voted Maga and Whos Wife was At the Jan 6th Insurrection" Jericho under any circumstances. I was mad when he lost to Punk because that's fucking lame, but I agree the Idea of him possibly taking the Belt from Punk at the end of his title reign would TOTALLY redeem that story arc.

And yeah the PPVs NEED some sort of special set, it doesn't even need to be fancy, you could just have a cool tarp or something and I'd be happy, this just looked like another night of Dynamite.