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Hi are requests open for Christian Cage? Can I request a fluff one where he and female reader just have a lazy day? Preferably 2000s long haired Christian if that’s okay!! Thank youuu <3

Rest Day

Christian Cage X Fem Reader

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An: Of course! My Christian Cage Requests are always open! I also love the early 2000s so I had fun writing this one. I made this while rotting away in bed like a sick victorian child instaid of going to work today, whoops. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Being two of the biggest wrestlers in the world ment constantly being on the road. It was exausing but rewarding. In the rare ocasions you had a day off all you wanted to do was lie in bed and do nothing.

Christian and I had been on the road for the past four weeks. That’s a whole month being away from home. Normally Christian and myself wouldn't take four straight weeks of bookings but it meant that we would get a whole four days at home between Smackdown and Raw. Four days off back to back alone was worth the four straight weeks of hell.

The moment I stepped through the front door I felt relaxed. The weight of the wrestling world would be lifted off my shoulders for the next four days. I couldn't help but collapse the floor, the cool tile on my face was refreshing. “You alright?” Christian asked concerned “I’m so happy we’re home!” I told him “I know, me too but I need you to help me with the rest of the bags in the car” he said laughing at my sprawled out self on the floor.

Once all of our things were put away I had a hot shower where I let my thoughts fade. I had four whole days off. I know that doesn’t sound like much but when you are a wrestler it’s a miracle to have four whole days off in a row.

When I got out of the shower I was greeted with the familiar blond who I was lucky enough to call my boyfriend. “I can’t believe we have four whole days off Y/n!” “I know, all I want to do is just sleep. We can spend the next four days rotting in bed ""I can’t wait to just do nothing” Christian told me. “How about we go to Blockbuster and get some new movies to rent?” Christian asked. How could I pass up that? “Can we get snacks?” I asked “Of course!” “Deal”

Our four days off consisted of watching movies, sleeping in till noon and dancing around the house listening to different records and Cds. I know it doesn’t sound like much but to us it was everything. There was just something about spending all night watching TV with your boyfriend eating ice cream knowing you don’t have to hop on a plane in the morning.

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Imagine getting sick, while having a POTS flair up and getting your period all at the same time!!!

Fml

I’m literally rotting away in my bed like a sick Victorian child not even bothering to look at all the work assignments I have 😭

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Getaway Plan

Cash Wheeler X Wife reader

Summary: Cash get's arested and Y/n promises she will do anything to make sure they don't take him away from her

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I always told myself that I would have a getaway plan. Who knows what would happen, who knows who I would marry? If anything ever happened I was ready. This getaway plan was more of a getaway bag. I had all of the basic things I would need to run away and escape. Clothing, batteries, flashlights. I had everything needed to survive if I was ever stranded in the woods. Along with that, I had fake IDs and passports, about 10k in cash, a burner phone and various weapons. It’s not like I was a criminal in hiding I just liked to be prepared just in case. If something ever went south I could grab my bag and go.

I sat in the living room with a glass of wine working on one of my latest art pieces when I got an unknown call on our landline. I knew it had to be important because who uses a landline anymore? I only kept it since it was hooked up with my security system. I picked up the phone and was greeted by a deep voice on the other line “Hello is this Mrs. Wheeler?” Oh god, what did Cash do now? “Yes, this is she '' I responded, trying to sound as polite as possible. “We have your husband here-” “I’m sorry who is this?” I cut off the man on the other line “This is the Orange County Florida state police. Your husband has been arrested due to aggravated assault with a firearm” What an idiot, this is why I have my bag and of course I had one for Cash. I just hoped Cash didn’t go saying anything stupid to the officers, remember anything you say can and will be used against you. This call and everything was being recorded. Maybe in a past life, I was a criminal because why was I always so prepared if something like this ever happened? Cash and I even made code words if we were put in the situation of our calls being recorded.

“You need to pick him up, ma’am. His bail is $2,500 that is to be paid in Cash.” “Can I speak to him?” I asked who I now assumed was a sheriff. “Hi Hun-” I cut Cash off instantly “I’m going to come get you but it will take me a while, I’m a 5-hour drive away,” I told Cash “Sorry,” he told me “Don’t you say that word. Remember how we talked about the new garden we are going to plant?” I asked Cash, hoping he would get what I was trying to say. “The vegetable one?” he asked and I thanked whatever God existed that he got my hint. “Yes the veggie garden, I have to pick up some seeds and a new garden hose, so I will make a quick pit stop on my way. I’ll get my bags and I’ll see you soon” I told him before I hung up the phone.

The veggie garden was simply a reminder that everyone was rotten like an old tomato. Those people are not his friends, you are to say nothing without a lawyer. Everything is being recorded whether you realize it or not. He knew not to say anything without a lawyer. I just hoped I would get there in time without something worse happening.

I grabbed everything, jumped in the car and was on my way to get Cash. I was furious, I was mad that Cash did something so stupid. I didn’t know what led to the assault, I hoped it was for a good reason but I wasn’t sure what could have provoked him to assault someone with a gun. I didn’t even know he took a gun out with him. I didn’t stop to get seeds and a hose like I said I would. I already had those things, so I threw them in the car along with my bags. I just said that to buy me some time so no one would think the duffle bags in the car are suspicious. The drive to the police station was quicker than I thought. Maybe it was because no one was on the road at this hour or maybe it was because I was speeding and took every shortcut I knew. Three and a half hours later I was at the station picking up my husband. The moment I stepped into the station I felt everyone turn, I felt uncomfortable by their stares. “Can I help you, Ma’am?” said an officer at the front desk of the station. “I’m here to bail out my husband Cash Wheeler” I could see the look on the officer’s face drop. “I was the officer you spoke to on the phone. We will go get him. Do you have his bail?” “Yes I do, I’ll give it to you once I see my husband” I felt uncomfortable by the way the officer looked at me, I could see his eyes staring right at my boobs. “Is there anything else I can do for you, officer?” I asked him “Oh- I’m sorry. I just…I just. You’re much different than what I thought when I talked to you on the phone” What does that supposed to mean? I said nothing, I just walked away and waited for my husband. I saw Cash and he looked horrendous. He had a black eye and his lip had been busted open.

I handed the officer the bail money and asked what the next step here would be. “Your husband must turn over any and all weapons under his name to us within the next 12 hrs. He is to go no contact with the victims and any witnesses. We will keep in touch for his trial, what is the best way to contact you?” “My lawyer will contact you later this week. He is the best person to contact regarding this situation” With that we left.

The car ride was silent. “Y/n I’m so sorry” “I can’t believe you Cash. That’s a serious charge, it’s a third-degree felony. I hate saying this but you might go to jail! What were you thinking?!” “That’s the problem, I wasn’t thinking. I got pissed off and flashed a gun at a few people. I’m cooperating with the police, it was stupid and I regret it” “But how did it even escalate to the point where you flashed your gun?” “Look, I know you drove all the way here but I really don’t want to talk about it Y/n” “Fine”

We continued to drive in silence for a while before Cash asked where we were going. “I don’t want to go home, we're going to go M.I.A for a few days. I already contacted the lawyers. I won’t let them lock you up. I know too many people, I’ll be able to make this go away. I promise”

I would do everything to keep that promise.

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Cash Wheeler Masterlist

Welcome to the Masterlist of Cash Wheeler!

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If It's wrong I don't wanna be right 💎❤️‍🔥: What happens when the bucks younger sister finally caves and gets with one of her brothers biggest rivals.

I Love You: The rivalry between House Of Black and FTR reached a new level when they brought up Dax’s wife and daughter. They wanted to humiliate him in front of the people who loved him but according to the house of black, no one loved Cash. “No one loves you Cash, just Dax. Don’t worry, we love you” But I loved him, I loved Cash Wheeler

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Saviour: ✉️❤️‍🔥💎 House of Black kidnaps Cash’s wife Y/n and newborn son. They tell Cash all of this is his fault and Malakai promises to show her what a real man can do. What happens when their powers are too strong and Y/n ends up joining HOB and becomes Queen alongside Malakai Black.

Gettaway Plan: Cash get's arested and Y/n promises she will do anything to make sure they don't take him away from her

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Cinematic Parallels

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They really went and killed that man off.

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AHHH I love your new CM Punk chapter to Older and your Billy Gunn fic they were great!

Thank you so much 🥲

#bullet clubs bitch #all elite wrestling #aew fanfiction #aew #cm punk #Billy Gunn

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Older

Inspired by Older by Isabel LaRosa

Cm Punk X fem reader Word Count: 1300

Summary: Cm Punk was always jealous of the relationship between Y/n and Wardlow, he never understood their relationship. Sure he and Y/n had an 18-year age gap but he knew he would treat her so much better. When Wardlow cheats Punk knows now is his only chance to get with Y/n. “I can be your new Daddy”

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Die For You (Pt 2) Obsessed (Part 3)

I knew it was wrong, everything about this was wrong. Y/n was young, way younger than I, 18 years to be exact but I couldn't help the feelings I had for her. I was jealous of the guys that spoke to her, they were head over heels in love with her and I couldn't blame them, she was the most gorgeous thing I had ever laid my eyes on. She was delicate like a flower, yet wrapped in barbed wire. She had a sensitive soul yet she hid it from the world, building walls around her years ago. I watched as the blond girl ran past me with tears in her eyes and I knew something was wrong. I walked to catering and noticed Wardlow trying to run after her.

“What the fuck did you do?” I yelled walking up to the large man, stopping him in his tracks

“It’s none of your damn business Punk” He spat, shoving me out of the way. Without realizing it I went to swing at the man when I felt someone grab me from behind.

“Woah there big guy, he’s not worth it” I turned to find Cash and Dax, both having concerned looks on their faces.

“What’s going on?” I asked the two men in front of me

“He cheated on her” Dax replied

“What a jerk!-” I yelled

“Okay man, I love you but you are causing a scene” Cash interrupted me “Let’s talk somewhere else” I looked to see everyone looking at the three of us like we were madmen.

We walked down a few halls to the private locker rooms and passed Wardlow pounding on Y/n’s door. “Y/n, I’m sorry, okay. Open the door” I gave him a nasty look before heading into my locker room.

“Okay, what really happened?” I asked Cash and Dax, closing the door behind us

“Do you remember how she was upset after he had that fit at Revolution?” Cash said

“No-”

“Oh that’s right you weren't there” I gave him a nasty look. “My bad, so anyways he lost the TNT title, blew a fit and left right before Y/n won the title”

“What an asshole” I muttered under my breath

“So apparently when he left, he got with some groupie. Fucked up right, worst part is after she finally forgave him and everything because he was literally begging on his hands and knees for her to take him back he kept sleeping with randos in each town we went to”

I said nothing, I just sat in shock, trying to comprehend what I just heard. I never understood the relationship between the two of them, she was too good to be with someone like him. Their relationship always seemed weird, like something was always off, but I could never place it. I was lost in my thoughts when I was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

Cash and Dax exchanged a confused look before opening the door, revealing a quite angry Wardlow. “What the fuck do you want?!” I asked the man who now stood in front of me.

Sure the four of us were friends but for some reason I never quite liked Wardlow. I was always civil with him but maybe it was my jealousy that made me secretly despise him.

“Can you get her to open up?” He asked, referring to Y/n who had understandably locked herself in her private locker room. “Why should we help you?” Cash asked, “Your just going to cheat on her again” I spat “You have no idea what you are talking about Punk” Wardlow spat back “This is none of your business” “Well it sure seems like my business if you are out here asking for our help” “Tell us why we should help you?” Cash asked, not buying a thing coming out of wardlows mouth. “She’s mentally unstable, she is literally crazy. I’m scared she is going hurt herself in there” I could tell his words were sincere, however, I did not buy the fact that Y/n was mentally insatiable. Sure her whole gimmick was being a hardcore Barbie but I knew deep down she wasn’t really crazy, or was she?

We agreed not to help Wardlow but to help get inside Y/n’s locker room. “You two stay with him, I will check on her,” I told Cash and Dax, not trusting Wardlow within a square inch of Y/n.

I carefully knocked on Y/n’s door, waiting for a response. “Go Away!” She yelled through the door “It’s just me” “What do you want Punk? I’m not talking to him” “This has nothing to do with Wardlow, I just wanted to see if you are alright. I saw what happened.” Y/n opened the door and let me inside. “So everyone saw,” she said as the tears began to reform in her eyes. “Don’t worry about them” I told her sincerely, joining her on the small couch which sat in the middle of the locker room. “So what happened love?” “I don’t wanna talk about it” I know I shouldn’t be asking such an invasive question but I just had to know “What do you see in him?” “What?” “Wardlow? What do you see in him? He is a big idiot with big muscles and probably a big dick” Y/n laughed at my comments, which made me happy to see her smile. “So you’re only interested in his dick?” I asked playfully “No” “Then what is it?!” “I dunno, he made me feel safe. I know that sounds stupid but it’s true. He’s huge, he kept all the creeps away, and the sex was a nice bonus” I mean it made sense. When they were first an item I noticed how protective he was of her, I wonder what happened. “I could take better care of you. I know I’m not as tall as him or as muscular but the difference between the two of us is that Wardlow is a boy and I am a man. I bet I could make you feel just as good as he did. I would do anything and everything for you.” Y/n said nothing, I knew she was shocked at my words. I knew I was better for her, I would spoil her with expensive gifts, and praise her every day. I knew she was into older guys, she and Wardlow had an eight-year age gap, the only thing the two of us would have was eighteen years.

“I mean it,” I told Y/n softly as I carefully lifted her chin so she could look at me. “I will give you the world. You will never have to worry about a single thing. I know you Y/n, you act all tough, you live for violence, love the taste of copper on your tongue. Fuck, I’ve seen your matches the title of ‘The Queen of Hardcore’ serves you well but I know that’s an act to hide who you really are. All you want is to be cared for. You like being with older men, the way they protect you, the way they love you better, the way they spoil you. You kill yourself in that ring to have someone like me put you back together, hold you close when you cry, love you to death. Tell me when I’m telling lies” I could tell by the look on her face that she knew I was right

“Forget about Wardlow, I can be your new daddy”

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CM PUNK MASTERLIST

Welcome to the masterlist of CM PUNK!

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🧬= Series

Eat The Acid: Reader is the wife of CM Punk and the twin sister of Nick Jackson. The brawl that occurred between The Elite and Punk leads to a messy divorce between the two. Y/n hates the fact that a part of her still loves Phill but can’t even look at him without thinking about the fight. ❤️‍🔥💎🧬

Eat The Acid II: It had been 14 months since the fight, the worst 14 months of her life and finally she thought now was the right time to share her side of the story but all she can think about is the return of CM Punk at survivor series not even 48 hrs ago. What happens when she reminds him of the fact he's going back to a promotion that fired him on their wedding day? ❤️‍🔥💎🧬

Eat The Acid III: No matter how hard Y/n tries she can't seem to get Phill out of her head. Everything reminds her of him. It doesn't help that wresltmania is around the corner and her ex husnand can't seem to keep her name out of his mouth. What happens when it gets so far that the All In fottage gets releaced and Y/n is forced to relive that horible day. ❤️‍🔥✉️🧬

Older: Cm Punk was always jealous of the relationship between Y/n and Wardlow, he never understood their relationship. Sure he and Y/n had an 18-year age gap but he knew he would treat her so much better. When Wardlow cheats Punk knows now is his only chance to get with Y/n. “I can be your new Daddy” 🧬💎

Die For You: CM Punk’s little crush on Y/n quickly becomes an obsession. He can’t stop thinking about her, it gets to the point that he starts following her. At first, he thought it was creepy but it ended up saving Y/n’s life after her jealous ex Wardlow plans to take advantage of her after suffering a head injury on Dynamite. ❤️‍🔥💎🧬

Obsessed: A few months have passed since the incidint with Wardlow and Punk has continued to grow obsessed with Y/n. FTR grows concerned and ends up reveling the truth of what Punk has been doing to her. What happens when Punk snaps and proves once again he is willing to kill if it means he and Y/n could be together forever. ❤️‍🔥✉️🧬

NSFW Alphabet: Pretty self explanitory ❤️‍🔥✉️

Pregnancy Headcannons: Pretty self explanatory

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tfw it's your birthday but your friends aren't getting along

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Can i request a NSFW fic with Billy Gunn? I'll leave the plot up to you and your wonderful writing skills

Splish splash

Billy Gunn X fem reader (18+) SMUT, oral (f receiving)

Summary: Billy takes care of Y/n after she breaks her foot during her match. What happens when she slips and falls in the shower and can't get up?

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The worst part of breaking your foot was having to have someone sit outside the bathroom in case you fell in the shower. I hated having Billy sit outside as he waited for me to shower. As much as he claimed he didn't mind It made me feel weird at times. What if I actually fell? He would have to see me naked. I would look like an idiot spread out on the shower floor with half of my leg wrapped in plastic. It was fine at first. Billy wouldn't dare to look at me wrapped in a towel as I hopped to get clean clothes. He said if I ever fell he would close his eyes the whole time and not even peek. Now all I could feel was his eyes on me. He would help me from the bathroom to the bedroom and offer to help me put my stupid pants on. I would always decline but always wondered what if.

After yet another long day I knew a hot shower would get my mind off of how I was feeling. Unfortunately, Billy would still be my guard dog if I died in the shower. I knew it would happen at some point but this time I really did fall. Like an idiot I dropped my shampoo and when I went to pick it up BANG, I fell right on my ass.

"FUCK!" I yelled as painfully fell.

"You alright in there?" Billy yelled though the door, voice filled with concern,

"No! I fell!!" I yelled to Billy on the other side, embarrassed

"Okay, I'm coming in!"

"Don't look at me!"

"Okay, okay. I'll keep my eyes closed"

Billy threw a towel at me and I tried to cover up as best as possible as he tried to help me out of the shower. It was awkward, to say the least. Once I was in a standing position and was able to fully wrap the small towel around my body. Billy opened his eyes. "You alright?" Billy asked me quietly. "No" "Here let me just carry you the rest of the way" I let Billy pick me up and he carefully walked across the room, placing me on the bed carefully. "Let me see" "No" "Come on Y/n, I just want to make sure you didn't hurt yourself more when you fell" I hesitated at first but ended up dropping the towel. Feeling vulnerable underneath Billy.

He winced at the bruise that started to form on my hip. "Ouch, that looks like it hurts," said Billy "No shit" I responded angrily. "Do you want me to kiss it better?" He asked shyly "What?" "Do you want me to kiss it better? It will make you feel better? Let me help Y/n. Let me make you feel better" I was at a loss of words. What does he mean make you feel better? I was fine up until I fell. I didn't like whatever it was that was going on but I couldn't lie and pretend like I didn't want this.

"Just be careful," I told him nervously "Don't worry baby, I will be so gentile" I didn't know what I was expecting Billy to do. Like he mentioned, he placed a delicate kiss on my bruising hip. Then he began to leave more soft kisses along my body. Kissing my hips, my thighs, and my chest, he praised my body with kisses before nuzzling between my thighs. He left kisses and small bites all along my inner thighs.

My body was filled with anticipation, waiting for his next move. Just then we made eye contact. He was asking for permission, I gave a slight nod and I noticed that his eyes turned a deep dark blue.

Billy took his time, slowly sucking and niping at my inner thighs before he began to slowly eat me out. He kept his promise, he was gentile, every move was delicate as if he was scared he would break me. He was slowly making me come undone and I hated and loved it at the same time. He delicitly kissed my clit before he began to suck on it. He was killing me, I covered my mouth to hide the moans that fell out to which Billy didn't like. "I want to hear how good I make you feel baby. Don't get all shy on me now darling" I could feel my cheeks turn red at his comments.

I pulled rather hard on his hair as he passionity ate me out. He was a messy pussy eater but it just added to the sensation. I started to feel that knot growing in my stomach, I needed more. "Tell me what you want baby, tell me what you need" "I need more, I need to feel more" I didn't even recognize myself with how pathetic I sounded. "Harder" I could feel him laugh at my comments, the vibrations sending sparks throughout my body. Just then I felt Billy start to finger me, adding to the growing sensation. He started with two but was quick to add a third, finding my sweet spot effortlessly. He was rough, eating me out like his life depended on it. He knew I was close. "That's it right there baby, cum for me" he praised and with that I came hard.

Billy continued to eat me out during my orgasm, licking up every drop. When I finally caught my breath Billy pulled away. I coudn't help the wine that left my lips from the loss of contact. "Fuck, you taste so fucking good, so sweet" I blushed at the complement. With Billy now standing above me I could see the buldge in his pants. I coudn't help but palm his clothed erection. "What a needy girl. I just made you cum" Billy said seductivly. "I need more, I need to feel you in me"

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An idea for Die for you i had was maybe reader finally gets with Punk and they deal with the aftermath of what happened. Then others start to realize how obsessed he is after some other talent flirts with her

Obsessed

Cm Punk X fem reader

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Summary: A few months have passed since the incidint with Wardlow and Punk has continued to grow obsessed with Y/n. FTR grows concerned and ends up reveling the truth of what Punk has been doing to her. What happens when Punk snaps and proves once again he is willing to kill if it means he and Y/n could be together forever.

Warnings: Crazy possessive Phill, mentions of blood, violence, swearing, manipulation, assult, and other things similar

A few months have passed since the incident with Wardlow and since then a lot has changed. For starters, I had never felt so happy in my life. For once it felt like things were going to work out for me. I had the girl of my dreams lying next to me in bed every night. I had Y/n in the palm of my hand. She was mine and I would do anything to keep it that way. I never told Y/n the truth of what happened that night, she didn’t need to know the real events. As far as she knew she was concussed and confused. She didn’t remember anything that happened and I was grateful for that. I’m pretty sure I killed that guy, James, I meant it when I said I would kill for her.

I made sure to spoil my baby to death. I would spare no expense with her. She deserved nothing but the very best and since I could afford it why wound’t I? Y/n spent a few weeks at my home recovering from her concussion and I made sure to do everything for her. I wanted to show her how much I loved her. I was practically her slave, she wasn’t to move a finger on my watch. I wanted to corrupt her, brainwash her into thinking I needed to do everything for her. I was going to make sure to ruin every other man for her. No one could love her like I could, no one could protect her like I could and no one could provide for her like I could. A part of me knew this was wrong but I simply did not care. The most beautiful girl in pro wrestling just happened to fall into my arms. There was just something about her that drove me to insanity. Maybe it was her big doe eyes or her pink puffy lips, maybe it was the 18-year age gap between us that drove me wild. She needed me, she needed an older man to worship her. No younger man would come close to me.

When Y/n made her return just like I thought there was talk backstage about the two of us. Some claimed I was insane, others feared for Y/n. I assured them I took good care of her but of course, they didn’t believe me. How many times did I have to tell them I didn’t take advantage of her when she was concussed and confused. I waited until she was able to make her own decisions before I fucked her, if anything I saved her from Wardlow and James. Who knows what they were going to do to her? Dax and Cash were concerned for me. They told me I had gone too far with this whole thing. “You’ve gone mad. I love you but this is not okay. You are corrupting her!” Cash told me. I know they were only looking out for me but I hated the way the painted me as some kind of monster. “If Y/n was my daughter I would murder you. I would never let Finley get within a 10-foot radius of you” Dax told me. “You must be out of your mind. You have no idea what’s good for Y/n. She needs me. I love her, I love her so goddam much. You have no idea the lengths I’ll go to for her” “That’s what I’m afraid of” said Dax. With that, I stormed out of the room to find Y/n.

When I found her she was sitting with Kris Statlander and Willow Nightingale. “Excuse me, ladies, can I steal Y/n away for a moment?” I told the women as politely as I possibly could. “I’m kinda in the middle of something, can it wait a few moments?” Y/n asked casually. I felt my blood boil at her words. How dare she. “ I need to speak to you, now,” I told her, my voice growing louder as I spoke. Once again she repeated “I’m trying to plan my match. We are almost done, can you please give me a second?” By this point, people began to stare. I was mad. I grabbed Y/n by the wrist which caused her to yell out in pain. I dragged her away from everyone, not even caring what they would think. Some yelled for me to let her go but I didn’t care. She should know better.

I found an empty storage closet and dragged Y/n into it with me, locking the door behind me. “What was that for?” Y/n asked, annoyed. “What’s gotten into you? Why are you being so rude towards me?” “I’m not being rude, you’re the one that dragged me into this closet?!” “Don’t you dare talk back to me little girl” I spat “Little girl? I’m a grown-ass woman! I’m not talking-” Before she could finish her sentence I slapped her in the face. I instantly regretted my actions. “I’m so sorry baby. I didn’t mean to” I told her as I pulled her close to me. I could feel her tears on my shirt. “Let me go” Y/n whispered into my chest. I did just that and she left me alone in the storage closet with my thoughts.

Everyone saw the altercation. They didn’t know I slapped her but they saw me drag her away against her will, they saw her return with a red cheek and puffy eyes. She didn’t tell anyone what I did but she didn’t have to, everyone knew. I got many dirty looks, many talked about me under my breath and it just made me angry. I watched Y/n’s match from a monitor and tried to find her afterwards to congratulate her on the victory but coudn’t find her. I asked around and everyone claimed not to know the whereabouts of Y/n. I could see it in their eyes that they were lying through their teeth.

When I finally found her she was sitting with Dax, Cash, Willow and Kris. The four of them looked up in horror when they saw me. Y/n sat in the middle of them with tears in her eyes. “What the fuck did you do to her!” I yelled at Dax. “We told her the truth, you are a sick sick man” Spit Cash. “You have no idea what you are talking about! You can’t possibly believe them Y/n!” She looked up at me like I was crazy. I knew I fucked up. “Is it true?” Whispered Y/n

“Is what true baby?” I whispered, “That you killed a man, that you took advantage of me when I was concussed?” “No baby, I would never do that” I assured her “I don’t believe you,” she told me. I was furious, I was going to kill Cash and Dax. I don’t know what came over me but something inside me snapped. All I could see was red. I started my assault on the two men. I kicked and punched the men, screaming at them for ruining my relationship. All of this would only make things worse. I coudn’t control myself. I was furious, sure they were my best friends but I wanted them dead. Y/n yelled at me to stop but I just coudn’t. Soon I felt my body hit the ground hard. Willow and Kris had gotten security who tackled me to the ground. I tried to fight back but it was no use. I was cuffed and left defenceless. I was escorted out of the arena to a waiting cop car. Several wrestlers stood outside the venue watching the whole situation unfold. I watched a very bloody Cash Wheeler hold Y/n close as she cried in his chest. My blood boiled at the sight of him holding her in his arms. That was my job. I was supposed to hold her when she cried, I was supposed to protect her. Not him.

I screamed at them through the window of the cop car “Nothing will ever keep me away from you”

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Birthday Blues

Chuck Taylor X fem reader Main Masterlist

Summary: With Best Friend’s spitting up Chuck finds himself alone on his birthday, or so he thinks.

An: You know I had to write a little something something for his special day

This morning I woke up with dozens of text messages from friends and family wishing me a happy birthday. But no matter how many texts I got they didn’t make up for the fact my ‘best friend’ didn’t wish me a happy birthday. Trent and I had been friends forever. We grew up in the industry together, we did everything together. He was my best friend! I don’t know what got into Trent recently but I didn’t like it. I didn’t understand the reason for his actions. Sure neither of us has held gold in quite some time but we should be happy for our friends. Kris and Orange were doing amazing things, we should be celebrating with them not wishing for their downfall.

It didn’t even feel like my birthday, all I wanted to do was rot in my hotel room. Last night Trent gave me an ultimatum. It was him or Orange. How could I pick between the two of them? Sure I’ve known Trent for longer and the two of us shared so much more but no way I would pick between my two best friends! I ignored all of Kris and Orange’s calls and texts. I didn’t want to talk to anyone, I wanted to be alone. I was never one for birthdays, I never felt worthy of the celebrations. Why should you all be celebrating me? I’m not special. I didn’t mind spending my birthday alone. In fact, I preferred it over spending it with my family. Every time I went back home everyone would ask about my dating life. Are you seeing anyone Chucky? When are you going to settle down? Your time is running up to have children, let me set you up with a nice girl Chuck. I wanted to pull my hair out at the comments.

I didn’t want to date anyone. I hadn’t been in love for a long time. Even when I was of course I fucked it all up. I was okay with being alone. Just as I was busy sulking in my hotel room I heard someone aggressively knocking on my door. I yelled at them to go away but instead, they began knocking even louder. I flung open the door ready to scream at whoever was on the other side but stopped right in my tracks when I saw who it was. It was Y/n. I hadn’t seen her in years.

“A little clementine told me you wanted to spend your birthday alone,” Said Y/n. As much as I was mad Orange somehow got my ex-girlfriend to pull me out of my depressive state I was also happy to see Y/n again. “Tell me Chuck, what’s got you so blue?” Y/n asked as she let herself into my hotel room. “I just don’t know what to do. How am I supposed to pick between my best friends? I don’t want to choose between them!” I confessed. “I know you are under a lot of stress right now Chuck. I get it, I do but that doesn’t mean you should spend your birthday feeling sorry for yourself. Birthdays are supposed to be fun! It’s the one day you can put yourself first and no one can say anything about it” Y/n had a point, all of this was making me look more pathetic. Trent said it himself, I was weak. “How about you and I go out for the day? We can do whatever you like Chuck. There are lots of things to do in the city! It’s your day to be spoiled!” Just before I could protest Y/n cut me off “Before you say anything yes Chuck you do deserve this. No Chuck, you are not pathetic. You have to stop being so hard on yourself Chucky, you deserve nothing but the best. I wish you could have seen that when we were together” Her words left a bitter-sweet taste in my mouth. As much as I appreciated her praise it reminded me of when the two of us used to date years ago. Y/n ended up breaking up with me due to my lack of self-confidence. I know that sounded stupid but it was a real thing. I was constantly shitting on myself, I was always so down. I’m sure that’s difficult to be around.

I ended up caving and took Y/n’s offer to spend the day celebrating myself. However, I didn’t expect her to say this. “We can do anything you want today Chuck, who knows maybe I’ll stay the night” Best birthday ever!

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Happy Birthday Chuck Taylor!

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AEW Dynasty was such a good show! All of the matches were great! (Hook and Jericho never happened) A special thank you to all the wrestlers who put it all on the line for an amazing show!

#bullet clubs bitch #all elite wrestling #aew dynasty #aew ppv #AEW

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I want to wine, dine, and 69 this man so badly that it’s not even funny. Like he’s just soooo hot 😩😩😩

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