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[wrestling-all-the-time]

Sicktember 2022 - Day 25

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 189

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Max and I finished eating in catering before heading back to his locker room. He still had a bit before he was needed for his segment so we made ourselves comfortable. I resumed my TikTok scrolling while Max scrolled Twitter.

It wasn't long after that that I started to feel that all too familiar burning sensation in my chest. Acid reflux was something I had been dealing with for a little over a month. It wasn't horrible but it did get annoying.

Max got up from where he was sitting.

"Where are you going," I asked.

He went over to where his duffle bag was. Clearly looking for something.

"Here," Max said once he found what he was looking for.

He tossed me a bottle of antacid tablets.

"How did you know?" I asked.

"You started rubbing at your chest," Max said. "I've noticed you start doing that when the reflux starts."

"Have you always carried these with you?" I asked.

"No, but I started to so I had them if you needed them," Max said.

"That's surprisingly sweet of you," I said before taking one of the tablets.

[mywritingworld1994]

12 Days Of Ficmas: Day 1

Prompt: I may not be able to ice skate, but I can still slide around Wrestler: Angelico OC: None Triggers: None

“Babe, are you almost ready to go?” My boyfriend, Angelico, called from the bottom of the stairs.

“Almost!” I yelled back, throwing on my leather jacket. 

Angelico told me that he had a date planned for us, and that I should dress warm. I had put on my black skinny jeans, a long sleeved top, and my black combat boots. Of course, I always wear my black leather jacket because it was sadly the warmest jacket that I owned even though we lived in New York. 

Once I was completely ready, I grabbed my mini-backpack from the dresser before walking downstairs. Angelico was standing by the door waiting for me, checking his watch like he was about to be late for something. 

“Ready,” I said with a smile on my face.

“Awesome,” He replied, returning the smile. “Then let’s get going.”

Angelico took my hand and led me out the door. He locked the door behind him, and then we both headed out into the night. Why we decided to walk, I have no idea, but I’m guessing it was because we weren’t going that far from home. 

“So where are we going?” I asked, looking up at Angelico.

“Just be patient,” He said with a chuckle. “I think you’re going to love it.”

I just sighed and kept walking. Don’t get me wrong, I love surprises, especially from him, but I also hated not knowing what we were going to be doing.

After walking for about 10 minutes we arrived at our destination. The Rockefeller Center. My eyes got wide with excitement as I looked up at Angelico. 

“There’s that look that I love so much,” He said, leaning down to give me a quick kiss.

“I didn’t think you were actually going to bring me this year,” I said, a smile growing on my face.

“Well, you have been talking about it for the past few months. Even before the snow started to fall,” He replied. “So, I thought it was finally time to bring you.”

“But, you don’t know how to ice skate,” I said, my smile slowly fading.

“I might not know how to ice skate,” Angelico said. “But I can still slide around.” 

I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss before we headed over to check in for our time slot and get our skates. I laced up my skates before helping Angelico with his. Once we were both ready to go, I helped him up and we both made our way to the rink. 

I will admit that it was hard not to laugh as Angelico struggled to stay on his feet once he was on the ice. He looked like a newborn calf the way he was struggling. Once he was semi-balanced, I took his hand in mine and we both started slowly making our way around the rink. To make the night even better, it had started to snow. I couldn’t have asked for a better date night with the best man in my life. 

[windhamsrotunda]

Edge x Fem! Reader - Heart Strings Attached {FINAL PART}

Category – Fluff | Smut

Warnings – Language, Phone Sex?

Requested By – No One

Past Summary | Plot: Edge and Reader! happens to bring up a random conversation starter about what you were dreaming about last night. | Edge is home alone, and he decides to video call you while you're at your best friend's house. Soon, it gets into a "risky" private video call.

Tagging: @ringer04 @abadamn @marlananicole @mackenzie2597 @lghockey @kingswitchblade @flesheatinglette @snarkandsarcasmftw @ava-valerie @hungmanhorsecarriage etc.

Word Count – 2.6k+

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You were at your best friend of ten year's house, you and your best friend are close. The two of you can talk about anything without any confusion or hesitation.

"Y/N, I heard you told me you've got engaged to this guy named Edge." She speaks, looking at you in awe. "How is he treating you?" 

"He is treating me like any gentleman would treat a lady, thank you for asking." You respond, feeling the confidence in your voice.

"That's good to know, at least he treats you fairly. Congratulations on getting engaged. Isn't his last name Copeland?" Your best friend asked out of curiosity, knowing you were getting treated nicely. Despite that one day Edge snapped at the grocery store and the endless hours of sex he had with you. Other than that? He's a decent human being to be around with.

You set your coffee cup down on the table, answering: "Thank you for your support, and yes his last name is Copeland. He usually goes by the name Edge.. You know?" What a weird combination of the name Edge Copeland.

Your phone was on silent, but Edge's notifications were on "alert". Trying to think of something else other than your fiancé Edge half the time you were there at your best friend's house, you and her bake cookies. As you were making homemade Oreo Cookies, you felt your phone buzz against your pocket. It's probably your fiancé texting you. Slightly ignoring your back pocket of your pants being buzzed against, you feel another buzz less than 2 minutes later. With a spoon gripped in one hand, you excuse yourself for only a second.

Glancing down at your phone, the text from Edge read: "Video call sometime tonight?" Chuckling to yourself, you type back: "Anything for you, can I call you in about 2 hours?" Not even a minute later, he answered: "Yes." Closing out the text message app from your phone, you turn your phone off. Walking back in the kitchen, your best friend asks you:

"Is everything doing okay?" You smile slightly, trying to wrap your head around the fact your fiancé wants to video call you while he's home alone. 

"Maybe."

Is he missing you this much? You ask yourself. Focusing on the batch of Oreo Cookies you and her were making, you sprinkle oreo cookie crumbles effortlessly on the raw batch laying right down in front of you in a bowl; Couldn't help but wonder: What did Edge want to video call about? You didn't overthink it too much to the point where you couldn't "focus on what the actual task was in hand", Placing the cookie sheet down right in front of you, your best friend guides you on how to properly bake homemade oreo cookies. You didn't mind the feeling of getting your hands covered in raw dough, rolling the raw dough in motion circles with your palms to make it even and flat. 

"Now, you set the oven to 350° and wait until it preheats," Your best friend tells you. Pointing at the directions on the blue box where it explained the next couple of steps, you clumsily forget a step. 

"Oh no…" You blurt out loud.

"Did you forget to do a step?" She asks, "not wanting the first attempt at oreo cookies to be a wreck and possibly starting over."

"I kinda did," You say embarrassed, covering your face with your hands. "I'm sorry---"

She laughs, then shrugs. "It's fine Y/N. Not a big deal, never too late to try again, right?"

"Yeah."

The next 2 hours were spent on prepping about 20-30 oreo cookies and the both of you having a conversation, multitasking. Shit. You forgot! You were supposed to call Edge during this hour!  "Hey (insert best friend's name here)? If you don't mind, I have to take a 20-30 minute break."

"After all, I'm with you on that Y/N. We sure did work our asses off." She agrees, quickly peaking in the crack of the half-opened oven, realizing the cookies were completed. "You go do your business, I'll be with you in a short bit." Nodding, you leave the room to go in another room to call your fiancé Edge.

*Calling Edge* the screen read across, a few seconds later, he was on the video call with you. "Hi baby girl," he says over video call, softly smiling. You plug your earbuds in to hear him over the heater running at your ears: 

"Hi honey. How are you?"

"I am doing wonderful. Not much to do by myself even though you're not here to pass the time with me," He spoke, crinkling his nose and looking behind him.

"Honey, what are you looking at?" You inquire, making a puzzled face over the video call. 

"Ah nothing. Just figuring out a few things like… y'know, how I'm going to plan out our wedding."

You were awe-struck, aww'ing over video, you reply ecstaticly: "I love you so damn much, you know that, right?"

"You remind me everyday," Edge laughs, his smile wide. "It's never too early to plan out our lovely wedding." He said, moving a hair from his face and tucking it behind his ear.

You were so goddamn lucky to have him as your soon to be husband, even though his dominance side shows more of his sub / sweet side, that doesn't mean he can't be sweet on the inside and a dominant on the outside. "I told my best friend that I was going to take a 30 minute break," you announced to him.

"Ooh okay, what are you guys doing?"

"We just made homemade oreo cookies from scratch. Took us only 2 attempts." You say proudly, as your fiancé Edge made a hum noise. He then looked at you over the video, admiring your sleeveless shirt you were wearing. he asked you bluntly:

"Had you ever had phone sex?" Phone Sex? Your eyes went wide, you stutter:

"Uh- no?" Not wanting to be heard from your best friend, you turn the volume a little down on your headphones. 

"Is the door closed?" Edge asks. 

"Yes." You look behind you, making sure the door was actually closed. He smirked. 

Positioning the camera, he slouched back in his chair. "Look at you, looking all hot tonight," he growled, hearing the noise over the phone of him unzipping his jeans.

You were lost in the moment, you reply: "Oh yeah? Then show me how hot and bothered you actually are." Trying to keep your voice down, enough so that your fiancé could hear you - he breathed heavy.

"Take your shirt off," he demanded. You nod, taking your time to remove an article of clothing at a time. Exposing your breasts, you arch your head back. "Yeah, tell me how bad you want me when you get home…"

You moan in response, teasingly playing with yourself. "Edge…." You shallowly breathed quietly, shaking your leggings off to reveal your garden. 

"Mmm… I can see how wet you are for me from here. You've been such a good girl.." The sound of him softly moaning, you could tell he was enjoying himself. The sight of your treasured garden made him excited. He continued: "And that… that pretty sight of your head arching back makes me want to slide my hand up your throat. Goddamn it, Y/N." He cussed underneath his breath, eyes crazed and actually wanting to PHYSICALLY touch you. You smirk,

 "Don't get too excited, honey. This all can wait." You pull your shirt back up. "But for now, I have to get back to what I was doing." Edge's eyebrows furrowed, he wanted to get off on the sight of you. And you only. He chuckles darkly, facial expression changing in a blink of an eye, hearing him zip up his pants. He says:

"You don't know what's coming next for you, Y/N." Then hung up. You were like: "Yeah whatever Edge." As you put your phone on mute, you unplug your headphones and pull them out of your ears. 

"Knock, Knock." Your best friend abrupted through the door, knocking. 

"Yes?"

She enters the separate room you were in, hiding. "You good?" She asked, eyes filled with worry since you were gone for that long. Despite the short phone sex you had with Edge.

"Yeah, I'm cool." You say, inserting your phone in your back pocket. Walking out of the room, you mention to your best friend: "I'm going to go outside."

"But you just had more than a 30 minute break!" She exclaimed, not amused on what you were pulling. You shake your head, opening the front door to reveal the summer breeze coming through the house. As you shut the door, you sat on the front porch of your best friend's house. Watching the neighbor kids next door play outside of her house, you tap your fingers lightly on your lap. Hearing the sound of birds chirping lightly at 4pm in the afternoon, mixed with kids in erupting laughter. You needed some more time to yourself, after all - you weren't ignoring or hiding from your friend on purpose.

All of a sudden, a silver Cadillac car pulls up in the driveway with darkened windows. The music blasting inside the car, you tried to ignore the terrible music blasting inside the car. So, you got up to your feet and exited the driveway to the house. Slightly running on your two feet, you go the other direction the car was at. It felt like the car was stalking you when it officially caught up to you. "Okay, now what?" You asked, panicking. You set yourself on your surroundings, looking all around for a hiding spot ------- 

"Hey!" A male voice uttered from his silver Cadillac car with windows rolled down. It was your fiancè.

"Why are you here!?" You shout across the driveway, standing across from it. He gets out of the car, turning the ignition off. He walks over to you in all black. Black shirt, black skinny jeans and black Nike shoes. He stands by you, a hand placed on your shoulder. "I wanted to see you," he admits. Oh, wanting to see you? You thought. shaking your head, you couldn't believe how Edge was so clingy. He drove all this time to come and see you.

The sun shines, the sun escaping from the clouds, you couldn't wrap your mind around the fact Edge was this clingy and wanting to see you everyday. Turning your thoughts into your own words, you reply:

"Why?" 

"I have no further explanation. Now, please get in the car." He persuades, gesturing for you to get in the car with him and drive off. 

"I'm sorry. I don't think I can do that." You scoff, folding your arms across your chest. Not wanting to leave your best friend without telling her, Edge groans. Rolling his eyes, he was getting pissed. "You can't tell me what to do, Edge." You state, ballsy of yourself to say it to the man who shows his dominant side towards you. He runs his fingers through his hair roughly.

"I said get in the car. Don't make me tell you again." He warns, making a rough gesture towards the car door again. You huff, you get in the car with your now pissed off fiancé and speed off. While in the car, you turn your attention to switching his music on the aux. "The fuck?" He growls, shoo'ing your hand away from the aux in the car.

"I don't like your music," you say to him. He presses the brakes on the car fast making you almost fly out of your seatbelt. He stops the car in the middle of a random street. Sighing deeply, he stayed content. 

"Look… I hate yelling at you, but you could've asked nicely to change the music. I would not have a problem with it." Your eyes bore into Edge's; 

"How are we going to make this work?"

"Perhaps by not arguing every 5 minutes?" He suggested, his arm resting on the dashboard of the car. "I love you, and I apologize for being so cruel towards you. You didn't deserve any bit of it." He apologizes, leaning in and kissing your cheek. You face him, face flushed red like a dark red strawberry. "What?" He smiles gently, stroking your cheek with his delicate fingertips going across your cheek.

"You," You mutter, leaning in and kissing him. He wraps his arms around you and leans in to seal the kiss. The two of you kissed, his hand resting on your waist: You couldn't stay mad at Edge forever. He's not like any ordinary guy, he's your other half. Your lips smashed against his to develop a deepened kiss. As he deeply kissed you, he pulled out his man bun to reveal his flowing, sandy blonde hair. In between kisses, he mutters each word: "I. Love. You." Stroking your sides, he breaks the kiss to catch his breath.

"Why are you so drop dead beautiful?" Edge asks you, eyes soft, breathing hard. Hand calloused against your cheek, you swoon in answer. 

"I wish I knew…" You replied, slowly blinking at him. The both of you end up in each other's arms, falling asleep in the car in the middle of the street parked next to an abandoned house. You wake up before he does, you pull your phone out that was buried in your pocket and check the time: "6pm." You were asleep for about two hours! Shaking your fiancé gently, you switch sides to take over on the driving.

He groggily groaned, stretching - "I fell asleep?" 

"We've both fallen asleep. How about we go home?" You suggest, since it was getting late.

He nods drowsily, eyes not yet all the way opened. You start the ignition to Edge's Cadillac, then you pull out and drive back to your place. Eyes fixed on the road, Edge grabs your thigh without warning, causing you to shriek. "Edge!" You jump, tapping your foot on the brakes hard. He giggles, 

 "Sorry." That almost gave you a heart attack! And added mentally in your thoughts: Fucker. Once you pull into the driveway of your home, he jumps out of the car like a rabbit. "What has gotten into you?" You ask concerned like he drank a 5 hour energy or was he high? Yet seeimgly amused.

"Come on," he tugs your arm, dragging you into the house he forgot to lock before he left. Pushing you down on the couch, he grabs your face full and passionately kisses you. You kiss back again, was this like the second kiss you guys shared? This is why they called him The Rated R Superstar. Climbing on top of you, Edge's hands explore your body. "You're so hot," he blurts out. You grin out of amusement, laughing to yourself quietly. "And you're handsome as fuck." You run your fingers through his hair, sweetly kissing him. He made love to you, but sweet, slow, and passionate this time.

He rocks his hips against yours, thrusting. Your body shakes in pleasure, you'd never thought in your entire life for Edge to be this sweet-loving. "Are you close?" He asks, watching your body shake violently. "Come for me, baby girl." he encourages, planting kisses on your shoulder blades and neck. "EDGE!" You yell, releasing your treasures onto him. Followed right after, he pulls out of you and releases on your thighs. 

"God, that was so good." He breathed, eyes boring into yours. 

You nod in agreement, panting. "I love you, Y/N Copeland." His fingers intertwined in yours, laying right next to you. You turn your head to face your naked fiancé: "I love you more than you'll ever know." 

[thatdeaniegirlsworld]

Updated List of Wrestler's I write for:

Jon Moxley

Roman Reigns

Seth Rollins

Drew McIntyre

Adam Cole

Adam Page

Rhea Ripley

I have been dealing with some family issues & I went back to school so if you want a request, please resend it to me! & I'll get to work in it as soon as I can!!

[wrestling-all-the-time]

Idiot (Request)

Pairing: Darby Allin x Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 194

~

Normally I love watching Darby's matches, but this time I was nervous. Tonight Darby had a match with Jeff Hardy. Given that, I expected there to be a few crazy spots but now Darby was at the top of a ladder in the ring.

Jeff was on the outside in front of a bunch of chairs. Within a matter of seconds and one Swanton Bomb later, Darby came crashing down onto Jeff and the chairs. From where I was it looked like his back took the brunt of it.

Somehow both of them were able to finish the match with Jeff picking up the victory.

As soon as Darby got backstage I pulled him into a hug.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm sure I'll be sore in the morning, but other than that I'm fine," Darby said.

"Good," I said. "Now I don't feel bad about telling you how much of an idiot you are."

"Yeah, but you love me though," Darby said with a smirk.

"I do but that doesn't change things," I said.

"Come on," Darby said as he put an arm around my shoulders. "Let's get back to the hotel."

[wrestling-all-the-time]

How Long Have You Been There? (Request)

Pairing: Hook x Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 357

~

Dynamite was coming to an end as I went to find Hook. The two of us had plans to hangout while Rampage was being filmed.

When I got to his locker room, the door was already cracked open. I could hear him talking with Danhausen so I decided to wait in the hall. I assumed they were talking about upcoming matches until I heard my name.

"I just don't know what to do," Hook said.

"About (Y/N)?" Danhausen asked.

"Yeah," Hook said.

"Have you tried just telling them?" Danhausen asked.

"Of course I thought about it but what if it doesn't go well? What if they don't feel the same way and it wrecks our friendship?" Hook asked.

Danhausen glanced over, making eye contact with me through the crack in the door.

"I don't know," Danhausen said.

"What are you looking at?" Hook asked.

Before I could react the door opened.

"H-How long have you been standing there?" Hook asked.

"Long enough," I said.

"Did you hear-" Hook said.

"Yep," I said. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop but I heard my name...I don't know. I just wanted to make sure you two weren't talking bad about me or trying to curse me or something."

"No cursing here," Danhausen said.

"Clearly," I said. "Can we talk?"

"Sure," Hook said.

He joined me in the hall, closing the locker room door behind him.

"So, uh, you have feelings for me?" I asked. "Or am I reading too much into what I heard?"

"I didn't want you to find out this way," Hook said.

"You could have just told me you liked me," I said. "It wouldn't have ruined anything."

"It wouldn't have?" Hook asked.

"Well, no. If anything it would have made things better," I said. "I've liked you for a while. I thought I was doing the whole flirting thing but I guess I wasn't very good at it."

"That's okay," Hook said with a smile. "So, are you free this weekend?"

"Yeah, I'm free," I said.

"How does dinner and a movie sound for a first date?" Hook asked.

"I think it sounds great," I said.

[wrestling-all-the-time]

(💙 = written with my ofc)

New Tag-Team Champs - Roderick Strong

Chance Encounter - Finn Balor

Broken Ankle - Wardlow

Stolen Capes & Dinner Dates - Baron Corbin

Relationship Revealed - Griff Garrison

A Perfect Step-Father - Drew McIntyre

Carnival Games - Kyle O'Reilly

Sunset - Tony Khan

Fireworks & Proposals - Jeff Hardy

Painting the Sunrise - Dexter Lumis 💙

Fireman's Carry - Buddy Matthews

Happy Birthday Abby || Part 1 - Stu Grayson 💙

Happy Birthday Abby || Part 2 - Stu Grayson 💙

Text Messages - Bray Wyatt 💙

Pickup Line - Chuck Taylor

Early Mornings || Part 1 - Wardlow

Early Mornings || Part 2 - Wardlow

Stuck at the Airport - Rhea Ripley

Disney Proposal - Matt Cardona

Ask Me Out - Santana

My Hoodie - Orange Cassidy

Come Here Often? - Jay White

You Deserve It - Christian Cage

How Long Have You Been There? - Hook

Are You Hurt? - Ortiz

A Tiny Bit Sick - Joe Gacy 💙

Thick As Thieves - Buddy Matthews 💙

Supporting Silly Quirks/Hobbies - Max Caster

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Falling Asleep Together

Marry Me || Part 1

Marry Me || Part 2

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(💙 = written with my ofc)

Carnival 💙

Debut

Hidden Feelings || Part 1 💙

Hidden Feelings || Part 2 💙

Hidden Feelings || Part 3 💙

I Never Hated You || Part 1 💙

I Never Hated You || Part 2 💙

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Bonfire Night

Listening To Him Talk

Dishes To Divorce

[wrestling-all-the-time]

Flufftober day 4: Max Caster

Flufftober 2022: Day 4

Prompt: Supporting silly quirks/hobbies

Fandom: AEW

Pairing: Max Caster x Reader

CW/TW: None

Word Count: 187

~

I was upstairs when I heard Max calling for me. I found him in the kitchen with a Target bag next to him on the counter.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I got you something," Max said as he slid the bag closer to me.

I looked in the bag and saw two Pokemon Vivid Voltage Elite Trainer Boxes.

"You didn't have to do that," I said even though I couldn't help smiling.

"I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to," Max said. "You've been looking for that Pikachu card for months now."

I took the boxes out of the bag.

"Help me open them," I said.

I divided up the packs between the two of us. We sat at the counter and started going through the packs without any luck. Max ended up with the last pack.

"You open it," Max said as he handed it to me.

"Here goes nothing," I said.

I opened the pack and started looking through the cards.

"Please, please, please," I said quietly to myself before revealing the last card.

There was the Pikachu VMAX card.

"Finally!" I yelled.

[wrestling-all-the-time]

Hi, after their win at Forbidden Door, I feel extra gooey for my country boy Cash. Could you do “it’s your turn to do the dishes.” “let’s get a divorce.” “we aren’t married yet, my love.” “well we sure as hell aren’t getting married now.” for him, please?

Dishes to Divorce

Pairing: Cash Wheeler x Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 160

~

"Dinner was great tonight babe," Cash said as we cleared the table.

"Thanks," I said. "You got the dishes tonight?"

"Uh, I did them last night," Cash said.

"So?" I asked.

"So, it's your turn to do the dishes," Cash said.

"Then I want a divorce," I said.

"We aren't married yet, love," Cash said.

"Well we sure as hell aren't getting married now," I teased.

"I guess there go my plans," Cash said.

"What plans?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter now since we aren't getting married," Cash said with a shrug.

"You're mean," I said.

"You started it," Cash said.

I sighed as I put the last of the dishes from dinner into the sink.

"What if we do the dishes together?" I asked. "I'll wash if you dry."

"That I can do," Cash said, grabbing a dish towel.

"And then you can fill me in on those plans," I said.

“Not a chance,” Cash said with a smirk.

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Sicktember 2022 - Day 1

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 384

~

Getting a cold was never fun, especially when it led to canceling plans. My boyfriend Jon and I were supposed to have a date night tonight. I hoped I would feel better throughout the day but that didn't seem to be the case. I decided to give him a call.

"What's up, babe," Jon said when he answered the phone.

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to go out tonight," I said. "I'm not feeling that great."

"What's wrong?" Jon asked, the slightest hint of concern in his voice.

"I just have a cold," I said. "I hate to cancel so last minute but I think it would be better if I just stayed in."

"We can always go out when you're feeling better," Jon said.

"Thanks for understanding," I said. "I'll talk to you later. Love you."

"I love you too," Jon said before hanging up.

I grabbed my box of tissues before making my way to the couch. I had just picked out a movie to watch when there was a knock at the door.

I opened it to see Jon.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"You said you were sick so I'm here to take care of you," Jon said.

"Do you even know how to take care of a sick person?" I asked.

"I mean it's a cold, it's not like you're dying," Jon said. "I think I can handle it."

I stepped aside so he could come in. He sat the bag he had with him on the counter in the kitchen.

"Alright, I brought cold medicine and tissues and that chicken noodle soup from Panera that you like so much," Jon said as he took each thing out of the bag.

"You didn't have to do all this," I said.

"I know but I didn't want you to be alone while you're sick," Jon said. "Besides it's date night."

"I don't want you getting sick too," I said.

"Take the meds," Jon said.

I sighed before taking two of the tablets like the bottle said.

"Now, here's your soup. Do you wanna eat out here or in the living room?" Jon asked.

"Living room," I said.

The two of us spent the evening on the couch going back and forth between movies and TV shows.

[wrestling-all-the-time]

My Hoodie (Request)

Pairing: Orange Cassidy x Male Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 211

~

Working backstage at Dynamite was like a dream come true. It was usually the highlight of my week but for some reason tonight was especially busy. It seemed like every minute I was always getting pulled in a different direction.

I was hurrying down the hall when I passed Best Friends.

"Hey Trent, Chuck," I said as I passed them. "And Orange."

I had almost missed him.

"Hey, (Y/N)," Orange said. "Busy night?"

"Yeah," I said. "Sorry I almost missed you. I'm not used to seeing you without the denim jacket."

"It's not always great at actually keeping me warm when it's cold," Orange said.

Now that I was looking at him, I noticed the hoodie he was wearing was a bit too big on him. It also looked just like the one I had lost recently.

"Is that my hoodie by any chance?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah," Orange said. "You left it in the locker room when we were hanging out last week. Hope it's okay that I borrowed it."

"Yeah, it's okay," I said. "It looks good on you."

I could see the faint blush coming to his cheeks.

"Thanks," Orange said. "Are you still good to meet up after tonight's show?"

"Absolutely," I said with a smile.

[wrestling-all-the-time]

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Wedding Date

[wrestling-all-the-time]

You Deserve It (Request)

Pairing: Christian Cage x Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 258

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I finished getting ready just in time for Christian to pick me up. He was taking me out to dinner to celebrate our one year as a couple.

When we got to the restaurant there wasn't anywhere to park out front so we had to park a few blocks away. As we walked, we passed a jewelry store. One of the necklaces in the display window caught my eye. The chain was gold and it had a simple diamond pendant.

"Which one are you looking at?" Christian asked.

"The diamond one," I said, pointing to it.

"If you like it, why not go in and get it?" Christian asked.

"It's pretty but I don't need it," I said. "We should probably get to dinner."

We continued walking until we got to the restaurant but before we went in, Christian stopped.

"I think I left my phone in the car," Christian said. "I'll go grab it if you want to go in."

"Yeah sure," I said before going inside.

Soon Christian was joining me at our table.

"Find your phone?" I asked.

"Oh, I already had it," Christian said as he sat down.

Before I could say anything he slid a velvet jewelry box toward me. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Open it," Christian said.

Sure enough it was the diamond necklace.

"You didn't have to get me this," I said.

"I wanted to," Christian said. "You deserve it."

"Thank you so much," I said. "I love it and I love you."

"I love you too," Christian said.