#daniel bryan x reader

[ametrinearrows]

The Look

It was just another workday as it would have seemed. The fans' cheers could be heard from the locker room area, along with the sounds of multiple intense arguments echoing down the corridors. It would have been quite a nice evening if it wasn’t for me having to break up yet another fight between my brother, Ted, and my best friend, Daniel. But at this point it seemed to be a regular thing now-a-days. It just feels like it never ends with those two. 

As I turned the corner, the room glossed over with a violent demeanor when I laid eyes on Teddy, having pinned Daniel to the ground and was repeatedly throwing blows to his head. Here we go again, I thought to myself. Crossing my arms, I stepped forward with my gaze sternly fixed on my brother. In that moment, my presence was enough to make Ted halt all further aggressive actions. He immediately ceased his assault on Daniel, standing up straight under my watchful eye. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” I said, my voice firm and unwavering. 

“YNN, it’s not what it looks like.” Teddy tried to defend himself, though the sound of his voice tinged with apprehension. 

I knew better than to believe that. I had put an end to these altercations more than a few dozen times before. My brother had a habit of letting his anger get the best of him and lashing out at others, not thinking about the consequences beforehand. To say I was growing quite tired of it would be an understatement and a half. 

Without uttering a single word, I scolded him with a disapproving gaze. A silent reprimand that would often be the only thing he would understand as a reminder that his actions were not acceptable, no matter the reasoning behind them. Out of everything, I don't understand why that works but hey I won't complain that it does. Ted, after being confronted with my disappointed expression, chose to say nothing in return and walked away. Smart boy. 

Turning my attention to Daniel, I offered him a small sad smile and a hand up, taking notice of the blood that was now trickling down his face. While it wasn’t really my responsibility to meddle in their conflicts, something they had both told me over and over again, I couldn't stand idly by while my brother pelted my best friend with hard hitting blows to the face. It pissed me off to do so, if I was being honest with you. 

“Thanks,” Daniel said as he finally got up on his own two feet. “Still not your battle, you know.” 

“My brother, my battle.” I responded and started to dab off the blood with a damped cloth that a crew member had just given me. “Even if not directly. Not even daddy can set his happy ass straight. Calls me every time." I admitted to him. “If he wants to fight you, great, it's part of our job description anyway. But he can wait until you are in the ring and not backstage. For one, that’s the coward's way of cheating the system and for two, if you want to beat the hell out of somebody you might as well get paid to do it.” 

Daniel chuckled, a mix of appreciation and understanding crossing his face. “To his defense, I might have started it.” 

A small smile spread upon my face as I shook my head slightly. “Look Bryan, I really don’t care who or what started it. It is my concern, as his sister and your friends, that when blood is drawn outside of that arena that I stop it no matter what the circumstances may be." I wiped the remainder of the blood from his face. “McMahon can threaten termination all he wants but he doesn’t know y’all like I do. He doesn’t know that firing you guys won’t solve anything, not with the way you two got at it. When Teddy and I first came into the company, Ted tried to pick a fight with anyone and everyone to make a name, in ring and out. Vince called our father, and all the old man told him was to get me to handle it. That has got to give you some sort of idea why I do what I do and why I put myself into the picture of these things.”  

I handed the cloth back to the crew member and looked at Daniel sincerely. “I believe in your ability to take on any challenge just as much as I believe in Teddy’s. But one of you, if not careful, will end up seriously injured and you both know how I feel about hospitals.” 

He nodded. “Yeah, we’re all SOL if we end up in the hospital and are counting on you to be there.” 

“Ya damn skippy.” I exclaimed with a straight face. “Now get that head looked at. I can only wipe away so much blood before I, myself, start to feel woozy. I got to deal with the other idiot I tend to associate myself with on a constant basis.”  

Daniel nodded and turned, making his way to medical. I stood there for a moment to take note of the last parts of that conversation. Maybe I got into the wrong profession. I thought to myself. Oh well, we’re here now. With that I turned and made my way down the now empty hallway towards my brother’s locker room. 

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[ghostficwriter]

Headcanons: Bryan Danielson With a Clumsy S/O

Pairing: Bryan Danielson x Reader Genre: Fluff Warnings: N/A Tag List: @thebestintheworld​ @elitehoe​

Bryan is always scolding you for not watching where you’re going, but he does it while chuckling.

He laughs whenever you walk into stuff but also presses light kisses onto the collection of bruises you have from bumping into cabinets and doorways and tables.

When you’re out and about, Bryan always insists on walking on the side closer to the road.

Whenever you trip, Bryan rolls his eyes and takes your hand, but he loves having the excuse to touch you.

He teases you mercilessly if you still trip while holding his hand. “What, do I have to carry you?”

And sometimes you end up just getting a piggyback ride or being carried bridal style.

If you injure yourself beyond your usual bumps and bruises, he’s hovering and taking care of you - wrapping the injury, setting timers for heating and icing, keeping a log of when you take what meds, etc. He would be very strict about sticking to the recovery regiment you’ve been prescribed.

Lots of gentle, tender forehead kisses as you rest <3

Overall, Bryan would tease you for your clumsiness, but he finds it adorable <3

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[liam-neesons-best-girl]

How would he treat you on your period . . .

Summary: How different Liam Neeson characters would care for you when you are having your period

Pairings: Qui-Gon Jinn x reader, Daniel (Love Actually) x reader, Bryan Mills (Taken) x reader

Warning: topical mention of periods (nothing graphic), F! reader, fluffy drabble

Qui-Gon Jinn (Star Wars)

Qui-Gon could sense it coming on before you, so he prepares

He makes sure to leave the Jedi temple early to meet you when you arrive home. He cooks you dinner and draws you a bath

He offers you space or cuddles depending on how you feel

To relax he braids your hair, and using your doe eyes on him, he turns his back to you so you can braid his hair

When you go to bed you can see he took the weighted blanket out from the linen closet and has a heating pad and glass of water at your bed side table

Qui-Gon offers you a spare pillow for your neck or back but you say to him, "your chest is the most comfortable spot to lay" and he obliges

He'll glide his hands up and down your arms until you drift off to sleep

Daniel (Love Actually)

Daniel is a bit out of practice with the inner workings of lady parts since his wife's passing and being a man in general (lol)

Before you are set to go over to his place he runs to the drug store to make the effort of welcoming you to the flat, but boy is he lost

He'll go up and down the feminine hygiene aisle with Sam looking like a lost puppy

"Aren't they all the same?" Sam would ask "You'd think, Sam-o, but somehow they are all slightly different," is all Daniel could respond with

After some time, he would just take a guess on a product he thinks he has seen in your purse and hopes for the best

Daniel will also ask Sam to run to the candy aisle and get a bag of what you like and Sam will come to the check out counter with five bags and say, "well she has one every month, and these are on sale"

When you arrive to his flat and see the grocery bags on the counter you tear up a bit and Daniel thinks he royally messed up but you pull him and Sam into a tight, gratitude filled hug

Bryan Mills (Taken) 

For a man who is a former CIA agent and a rough exterior, he always has a soft spot for his girl, especially when you are feeling bloated or are hard on yourself

Bryan is not the 'comforting' type, however, he knows just his presence puts you at ease so he won't leave your side

You'll cling to him like a koala bear and all he can do is laugh it off since he secretly enjoys the closeness and not having to have his guard up with you

If you have trouble sleeping and reach for a benadryl tablet he will snag it out of your hands and read the drug facts on the side three times over before giving you the appropriate dosage. He is always cautious - especially when it comes to your well being

He'll offer a you a back or foot massage as you cozy up into bed, trying to be as helpful as he can to relive any tension you have knowing your cramps are out of his control

You opt to sleep in loose fitting shorts and one of his t-shirts and he loves it. There is something primal within him that loves to his girl wearing his clothes, dwarfing her frame

Before he can rest he makes sure nothing will disturb you through the night. Checking the thermostat, your alarm clock, drawing the blinds and cracking the window slightly. He breaths a sigh of relief to see you sound asleep and spoons you until morning

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[thesupreme316]

EXCUSE MEE LOOK OVER HERE

An alignment chart about the murder family and their neighbors helping you with homework because i sure need help rn

ENJOY!

**the original chart was not made by me; I just added the pictures

*results may not be accurate, but in my mind they are*

AND here is the picture of Claudio in cheetah print

he looks good

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[wardlowsbabydoll]

United We Stand, Divided We Fall- Blackpool Combat Club

Oh look, a headcanon Game of Thrones AU that I swore I would never do… but here we are

I blame @josiewrites for this lol

And Jamie and Danny are here because I said so

House Rhaegalis was one of the great houses of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros

Lord William was the leader of his noble house, he was beloved by the people of the East but he also ruled with a firm grip that made them know to fear him

Everyone knew his weakness was his children

His five sons and his only daughter

The Winter Fever took his wife, the late Lady Madisyn when their youngest son Daniel was barely seven

A lot of people questioned young Wheeler's legitimacy when it was noticed that he had an olive complexion compared to the pale skin of his parents

The truth was that he was a legitimized bastard

His mother died in childbirth, and Lady Madisyn being gracious of the heart (and having just had a child pass shortly after giving birth) took him into their home and allowed him to carry his father's name, fully legitimized

Anyone who dared question young Wheeler's parentage was met with death, plain and simple

Lord William wanted his children to be happy, something rarely seen in fathers of Westeros

Usually, his sons would have been married off to highborn ladies and create heirs, furthering the Rhaegalis dynasty

And his daughter would've most likely been awarded to a high-ranking man and create heirs for him (after all his daughter had one of the largest dowries in the seven kingdoms next to Cersei Lannister and Catelyn Tully)

When Robert's Rebellion ended, Robert asked to be married to Lady Jamie instead of her cousin Cersei

Lord William said no

For one, he knew how Robert treated women

And two, because he knew his daughter would not be happy

Many suitors tried to win Lady Jamie's hand but most were scared off

if not by her, definitely by her brothers

She had once had a mutual attraction with a Dornish prince but her brothers quickly put an end to that

The one who faced the most pressure was definitely the eldest, Claudio

He was expected to marry and carry on the family line, especially as their father's heir

Bryan had always hoped to join the Kingsguard and serve the Mad King

He refused to serve the drunken fool known as Robert Baratheon

House Rhaegalis are Targaryen loyalists but out of fear of having their house destroyed by the Lannister forces, they joined the opposition

Jonathan wanted to drink Dornish wine and whore as much as he pleased, he wasn’t the heir or the spare he could do as he pleased

Wheeler and Daniel were usually following their brothers around or learning from their father

Jamie eventually snuck off the Essos to help guide the young Targaryen Khaleesi

The sudden disappearance of Jamie led many rumors to be spread that eloped with the Dornish Prince she fell in love with

If only they knew

Jamie became one of the young Khaleesi’s closest advisors and friends

Her father and brothers were always sending Ravens about the latest things happening in Westeros

Daniel and Wheeler no sooner were they of age did they begin to fight in battle

Lord William was very hesitant when any of his children wanted to fight in a battle, he knew there was a chance they wouldn’t come back

Bryan and Jonathan soon joined their younger brothers in the War and the siblings became feared for their mighty conquests

Claudio as much as he wanted to join them as his father's heir couldn't

but that didn't mean that he didn't help in every other way he could

Before Daenerys was fully prepared to sail back over the Narrow Sea, Lady Jamie caught Winter Fever, a condition that was supposedly long gone

It took her so long to pass until finally, her body was at peace

Daenerys personally wrote the Raven to Lord William about his only daughter

Jamie's death began what would become Daenerys' slip into the Targaryen Madness

When Daenerys arrived in Westeros she found refuge at her family's ancestral seat of Dragonstone, where she was met by Lord William and his sons (including Claudio) four of whom had returned from battle

Jonathan had lost an eye, and Daniel, a leg

After many battles, Daenerys finally claimed the iron throne but her mind was too far gone

She began to believe everyone around her was her enemy and in her paranoia had Lord William and his sons killed; wiping out House Rhaegalis

Many songs were made about House Rhaegalis and they were a part of Westerosi history but that was it

There were no heirs and no living members left

So House Rhaegalis became part of the Reyne Legacy

Gone but not forgotten

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[pickledpascal]

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[lewisvinga]

i’ll cowboy the best | daniel ricciardo x fem! reader

summary; just f1’s favorite honorary texan and his very texan girlfriend

fc; various girls on pinterest

warnings; ?

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03

notes; requested !

masterlist !

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[caption 1; princess n i counting down the days danny comes to texas ❤️‍🩹] [caption 2; 🌅🌞]

danielricciardo just a few more days, my pretty lady

yourusername oh i’m counting down the days

yourusername mama’s preparing a feast for you, so you better come prepared !😇

danielricciardo: mama l/n’s famous smoked barbecue? oh i’m READY

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danielricciardo: if she wants a cowboy, i’ll cowboy the best

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yourusername: country boyyyyy i love youuuu

danielricciardo: ah😛

danielricciardo: love you, my sweet girl🩷

username: THE VINE REFERANCE IM IN TEARS

username: she’s so country girl core

username: Y/NNNNNN

username: they’re so cute 🥹

username: now we know why daniel loves texas so much 🤔🤔🤔🤔

username: the zach bryan lyrics IM SICK WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN😭🙏

username: i want an australian bf who wants to live on my ranch too😞😞😞

username: the picture of them on the horses I LOVE THEM UR HONORR

landonorris: invite me next pls😁

danielricciardo: you don’t deserve the famous l/n smoked bbq🙄

yourusername: anyone is welcome at the l/n ranch! and danny, don’t be rude!! there’s plenty ribs to go around 😋

danielricciardo: sorry sweet cheeks 😬

landonorris: SCORE i’ll be there before cota😇

maxverstappen1: what abt me 😞

yourusername: you’re welcome too, max! papa is a fan🫶

danielricciardo: but he likes me best😁😁

username: y/n’s fits n aesthetic is everything to me😖😖😖

username: the country ranch aesthetic is so perf for daniel and y/n yall can’t change my mind

username: no wonder why he likes texas sm😩

username: y/n makes me want to get a pair of cowgirl boots n style them w dresses 🚶‍♀️

username: the horsesssss🥹

username: one day i’ll get someone to post me to zach bryan lyrics, one day😞

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[lovelytsunoda]

vermont // daniel ricciardo

summary: the ski trip sounded all well and good in theory. except for the fact that she would rather be in the chalet than on the slopes. so when she gets stuck on a ski lift and starts to hyperventilate, danny is the one to calm her down.

pairing: daniel ricciardo x female!reader

warnings: anxiety attack, fear of heights/vertigo, best wingwoman chloe, delusional and oblivious scotty, use of ‘pretty girl’, it feels kind of rushed and I don’t know how I feel about the ending-

she should have told chloe to come on the trip without her. she should have admitted she’s never been skiing before. but when she tried, scotty convinced her to come along anyways, because as far as the aussie was concerned “anybody can learn, it’s easy!”.

and yet, here she was, staring at the ski suit laid out on her double bed, rethinking every life choice she’d ever made leading up to this point.

her hands rubbed the fabric of her maroon turtleneck, teasing her bottom lip between her teeth.

god, this was such and awful idea.

there was a knock on her door, chloe’s voice carrying through. “y/n! are you ready yet? we’re heading down to the slopes!”

“coming out in just a second!” she called, hastily pulling the jacket over her clothes.

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it was a nice enough day outside: the sun was bright, and the air warmer than expected for vermont in early december, a thick dusting of snow on the slopes as she tromped ungracefully over to the ski rental, where scotty and chloe were waiting with lance and his girlfriend marilou.

"there she is!" scotty shouts. "ready to put your skis on?"

"hang on, don't we have to wait for someone? we're missing a few people." she said nervously, trying desperately to put off the inevitable, even though she had promised chloe that she would at least try to get out of her shell this weekend

marilou nodded. "just daniel. knowing him, he's slept in and forgotten the plan, or he got distracted on his way out."

ah, yes. daniel ricciardo.

the man who made her heart skip three beats, the one person in their small, small friend group who always somehow managed to calm her down, remind her that the world wasn't so bad or scary and that everything would be okay in the end.

“well, we can’t start without the life of the party!” she said it too quickly, no doubt her nerves were showing.

there were so many winter activities they could have picked. so why skiing? why the one thing she’d sworn she’d never ever ever do?

“don’t need to wait guys!” when the sound of daniel ricciardos aussie drawl carried across the wind, she squeezed her eyes shut, resisting the urge to scream an expletive. “I’m right here, sorry I’m late!”

chloe shot her a sympathetic glance as the boys fist bumped each other and the crew turned in the direction of the ski lift.

“you’ll do fine!” the canadian encouraged, looping her arm around her best friend. “skiing is easy, it’s all downhill!”

y/n narrows her eyes. “it’s the not knowing how to balance or steer and accidentally crashing into things I’m better off not crashing into.”

chloe laughed, shaking her head as she patted y/n's shoulder. "don't think like that! just come and enjoy the outdoors with us!"

but despite it all, despite the friendly energy of the trip, the good vibes all around, she couldn't help but feel like she was intruding on a couple's trip: chloe and scotty, lance and marilou. daniel and . . . wait, he came alone too, didn't he?

but she didn't have time to think about it before she was strapped in to a pair of ski's, scotty's hands at her back to push her down the training hill.

it only took like....twenty tries before she figured it out, her skis sailing through the snow like butter as she finally managed to stay upright for the third run in a row. she was really getting the hang of it, she thought, pride swelling in her chest.

"nice job, y/n!" daniel shouted, having just come down one of the hills next to her smaller, beginner hill. "you're a natural!"

at the sound of praise dripping from daniel's lips, she felt her face go pink, and she was certain that it wasn't just from the cold, and that there was something more to it.

"oh, well, i've been practicing a lot. i feel kind of bad, actually, for monopolizing all of scotty's time. keeping him away from his wife and all that." she coughed to clear her throat, one gloved hand smoothing her hair back under the pom-pom toque she was wearing on top of her head.

daniel laughed. a big, hearty laugh that sent butterflies afloat in her chest, the kind of infectious laughter that could bring a smile to anybody's face.

"why don't you come up to the other hill with me, and we try you on something a little bigger?"

she turned her head in the direction daniel was gesturing, and she felt her stomach drop to the floor. "no way, not a chance. that's too high, my dude. what if is break my neck?"

scotty skidded to a stop in front of her, moving to look at the mountain. “no, no, that’s a good starter mountain is you want to move up to something bigger! go for it!”

while daniel cheered, y/n groaned, cursing inwardly.

beside her, lance laughed “you’ll have to move up to a bigger hill eventually, y/n. it’s okay to be scared.”

“I’m not scared!” okay, maybe she was. just a little bit.

the group headed towards the ski lifts, filing in in sets of two, each pair heading for a different level hill. scotty and chloe headed for one of the most advanced, marilou and lance heading for a hill that was somewhere in the middle.

and that meant that is she wanted company on her hill, she would be stuck with daniel.

“after you, milady.” daniel chuckled, gesturing to the ski carriage, allowing her to slide in first, the aussie settling next to her.

the bar snapped down, the lift beginning on its way to take the skiers up the mountain. from this high up, the view across the slopes was actually quite nice: evergreens dusted in snow, ant-sized people in bright coats making their way down mountains.

until she stopped looking eye level, and found her eyes drifting downwards, stomach slammed instantly with vertigo.

yep, she was never doing that again.

“you okay?” daniel asked, concerned when he watched her scrunch her face up, eyes screwed shut.

“yep, yep. just trying not to look down.” she was gripping the chest bar so tightly that she was certain her knuckles were white underneath her gloves.

daniel frowned, reaching for her hand. “it’s okay to be scared of heights. is this why you didn’t want to come up the mountain?”

“maybe. that, and the fear of making a fool out of myself.” She was tight lipped as she answered, still keeping her eyes closed.

but now, she only felt like her heart would beat out if her chest because of the hand on top of hers, not the fall to the ground.

“we’re almost at the top, and then your skis will be on solid ground again.”

she slowly opened her eyes. “thank you.”

over the hum of the lift, she heard a groaning, and then a snap. the ski lift stuttered to a stop, and she couldn’t stop the terrified shriek that left her parted lips, one gloved hand reaching to squeeze the life out of daniels arm.

“hey, hey!” daniel shouted, trying to be heard over other panicked skiers. “look at me, look at me. can you do that?”

her chest was getting tight, body frozen with fear. she couldn’t open her eyes, limbs made of lead as she clung to the man next to her in the lift

“I-I don’t think I can, danny.”

“yeah you can. just focus on me, not the way the carriage is moving, and not what’s below you.” his voice was soothing, grounding. enough that she was able to turn her head slightly and open her eyes to face him.

“see, that wasn’t so hard, was it, pretty girl?”

“no.” her voice was stil shaky as she stared into daniels eyes, feeling suddenly like he could see every part of her. every secret, every long held and unspoken truth.

and she liked it.

“just keep your breathing steady, and we will be out of here before you know it.” his voice started level and calm, his breath curling up into mist in the air.

“promise me?”

daniel leaned in, his soft lips warm against her forehead. the simple action, not quite a kiss but not that innocent either, set her skin ablaze in pink again, warmth spreading through her frozen appendages, from the tip of her nose to the ends of her fingertips.

“I promise.” daniel assured her, his gloved thumb rubbing reassuring circles on her skin.

she wasn’t sure how long they had been sitting like that when the lift whirred to life again, the carriage shakily confusing it’s ascent up the hill. realizing that the lift was moving again, she pulled away from danny, averting her eyes, looking anywhere except the man who had just held her so tenderly.

she shook her head, pulling her ski goggles back down over her eyes. “sorry, I don’t know where that came from.”

“don’t apologize, pretty girl.” daniel said softly. “you were scared. and I liked knowing that I could make you feel better. I care about you, y/n. as more than a friend.”

she paused, pulling her goggles back up. “you do?”

daniel beamed. “of course I do, and I’d love to get to know you better.”

“buy me a hot chocolate if I make it down the hill one piece?” she suggested, gently placing a hand on his forearm.

the lift reached the top of the hill, the bar raising and allowing the pair to slide off the metal chair, Danny’s hand in hers as he took the lead, guiding her towards the slope.

“and if I make it to the bottom first, you have to kiss me.” danny wagered, a mischevious look in his eyes as he flicked his goggles down.

y/n laughed, inching towards the slope like bambi on ice, all shaky legs and flailing limbs. “i think I ’ll take you up on that, ricciardo!”

TAGS:

@magnummagnussen @libraryofloveletters @thatsdemko @lorarri @userlando @silverstonesainz @cartierre @love4lando @sidcrosbyspuck @silversainz

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[hunnidmilly]

Beg. Sequel to Soap. |r.r|

(a/n) real fast. i wanna say thank you so much for all the love you’ve given me over my last 4 writings. it means the world to me absolutely. milly loves you. <3.

sometimes, it’s just too good to not come back for more. Sequel of Soap. Completely inspired and credited to @itjazzbicch ‘Cheiftess’ Series.

warnings: smut, choking kink, unprotected sex (milly does not support this message. wrap it up.), enemies to…official sneaky links??), face DOWNNN ass UPPP, poor use of present and past tense,

parings: enemy!roman x black!reader

word count: 4.3K…never say i never gave y’all anything.

(tags: @fame-ass-ers @squishyguishy @vebner37 @smuts-whore @southerngirl41 @msbigredmachine)

*takes place 2 months after Roman Reigns Vs. Kevin Owens Feud 2021*

“Ladies and gentlemen, Daniel Bryan.” You smiled as the camera panned to the man next to you

You’ve known Daniel for a long time now. You were absolutely over the moon at his return to WWE. Behind the scenes, given your friendship with Brie and Nicole, you knew how hard he worked to make it back. It was something you admired about him.

“Y/N! How are you?” He enthusiastically responded to you

“I’m great! How are you doing? How are you feeling ahead of your triple threat match against Roman Reigns and Edge?”

“I’m feeling amazing! Absolutely over the moon! It’s going to be amazi—“

Daniel trailed off as a man appeared next to us. You turned as a certain short, obnoxious, man appeared next to you both.

“Daniel! Y/N! How are you guys doing on this fine evening?” Paul Heyman sarcastically asked

“Paul…hello.” You responded with a lack in your tone

You just knew this was a ‘special’ impromptu visit from Roman. He had his ways like that. Being around even when he wasn’t. It caused you to internally roll your eyes at the sneak attack.

“Did the Tribal Chief know this interview was going to be done?” He asked with a shit eating grin on his face.

“I don’t report back to you or him; thank you, Paul. Now, Daniel, do you think that on the grandest stage of them all, you can pull off such a performance? You and Roma—“

“The Tribal Chie—“

“Would you like to go back to your Daddy so I can finish my job?” You spat, cutting off Paul. “Wherever you end up, Brock Lesnar's locker room or Roman Reigns.”

“I—I—I have no clue what you are referring to. I do not w-w-work for Brock Lesnar anymore. Ms. Y/N, I am merely just trying to—“

“Thank you, Paul.” You grit your teeth as the cameras cut

You toss a sincere look to Daniel and give him a small side hug before turning to the man who quickly became a nuisance, “Listen. I don’t give a damn! I don’t care if you work for Brock, Roman, or Joe fucking Biden. You do not interrupt my job performance. And I know he sent you here on some possessive shit, trying to get a rise out of me. It’s written all over your fucking face. Move!”

You shove Paul out of your way, leaving him stunned in the middle of the hall. You went quickly to find Roman. Fighting against every nerve in your head telling you to turn around. After that small, impromptu meeting in the showers two months ago, you did all you could to stay away from him. Even not becoming his regular interviewer anymore. The last thing you needed was to be fuckbuddies with the man that Roman Reigns is. You could basically kiss your job goodbye if you knew it.

But, he just couldn’t seem to stay away from you. Everytime you turned around, it was like he’d be right there waiting for you. Causing more smart mouthed spats in the middle of the hallway. Anytime you both collided, you both would bicker. You’d think you and him were an old married couple. The majority of it wasn’t an act. Roman did get a rise out of you. He walked the earth with his third leg as if he controlled everyone around him, and they had to kiss the ground he walked on. He was still an asshole. After his initial thought that you’d come begging him for dick, you knew you had to prove him wrong. You didn’t need him. Not for sex…earth shaking sex. No matter how badly you wanted to call him to break you off again.

Your studded black boots clicked on the floor with every determined stride to his locker room. Before you got the chance to bang on it, as intended, it flew open with the 6’3 Samoan smirking down at you.

Roman knew he pissed you off. He knew ever trick in the damn book, on what would make your blood pressure rise. Hell, he wrote the book himself. You weren’t going to admit yourself, how much you wanted him? Fine. But he had plans to make you pay for that shit.

‘Oh, I’ll give him something to smirk about.’

“Who in the hell do you think you fucking are? You got Paul as my bodyguard now?” You snarl into his face, your heels giving you extra height to match him up

“Oh, please. What are you doing interviewing, Bryan? Hm? Answer me that first, baby girl.” He raises an eyebrow

“You have zero authority over me and whoever the hell I interview. You might be asskissing Vince, but your name isn’t anywhere near my checks. You don’t own me!”

“That’s not how I recall the story, Very…very far from it actually. Would you like a reminder?” He dropped his voice an octave deeper and smirked, leaning forward, “Remember, all you have to do is ask.”

“Why don't, instead, you go find where Paul is? We all know how quick he is to drop to his knees with a knife in your back at the reigning! Oh, so defen—”

“You think you're so fucking funny. Huh? I got a joke for you, go tell McIntyre how badly you turn cock drunk when you’re being pounded. How all it takes is for my cock to run over that bundle of nerves inside of you for you to gush down my clock like the whore you are?” Roman grits his teeth with his face mere centimeters from yours; pure agitation on his face at your mention of Brock Lesnar.

The last few weeks, you’ve been cautiously talking to a certain 6’5 Scottish man more and more. Drew was amazing. He treated you well—a sweetheart, if you must say. Movie dates, dinner dates, makeout sessions. Although you’d been holding out on him. Many times Drew slid his hand under your shirt, or would squeeze your backside. You’d always pull away and call it a night. Drew was attractive. Three months ago, you’d allow him a taste of you. Hell why not? He was attractive, strong, tall. But two months ago, you had sex with Roman. Absently, closing you off for any other guy. Admit it or not, it was amazing.

More than once, you’d catch yourself taking a warm, vanilla scented bubble bath, sliding your hand over your stomach, and heading down south…

You circled that small bundle of nerves before moving lower and sliding a finger in. Instinctively, your pussy welcomed your small finger and clenched around it. You threw your head back and sinked lower into the bathtub. Imagining it was Roman behind you, playing with your pussy. Your moans echoed into the bathroom as you worked yourself. Even while Roman wasn’t here, you could hear his voice in the back of your head. Coaxing you, bringing you closer to your orgasm.

“Slide in one more, babygirl…make her wetter for me.” He whispers into your mind.

“Romannnn!” You cry out in a whine as your orgasm squirts into the palm of your hand.

Your eyes opened as your chest raised up and down heavily.

Those nights happened more than once. You knew you were deeply involved with Roman. More than you wanted.

The mixed emotions weren’t helping. Roman tapped dance on the last nerve in your body. All over it, with a full dance routine. Why did you want him so badly, again?

“How about I have that same conversation with Paul? You and him spend an awful lot of time locked inside that room. Do me a favor, Roman. Stay the hell away from me, and for once, look in a mirror. I don’t give a damn about what titles you have or how many you have. You’re still a whiny ass crybaby. Bite me.” With that, you exhaled a sigh and turned on your heels to walk away with a small movement in your hips. You knew his gaze would be on your backside as you walked away

You’d be lying if you said the thought of calling him for another satisfied fuck didn’t occur to you. Every night when you laid awake using different toys or your hands, you threatened to grab your phone to call him. But you couldn’t. He’d have the upper hand. He’d know the control he possessed over your body. And damn, he had that hold on you good.

You straddled Drew’s waist as you both engaged into a heated make out session. Your tongue sliding back and forth against his as you both let out small groans and moans. What started as being in his hotel room watching a movie turned into becoming distracted by the soft kisses Drew placed on your neck. He makes a low growl sound from the middle of his chest as your fingers slide into his hair

“You're so beautiful, you know that?” Drew mumbles against your lips as his hands glides over your ass and hips, adoring the feeling of how big and round it felt in your hands.

You felt his hands slide over the front of your jeans, fingering with the button there, causing you to draw away from him, “I think we should call it a night. It’s getting late. And you know how Vince feels about being late.” You joke breathlessly at a dazed and confused Drew. You quickly stand to fix your clothes and grab your phone off the table.

“What’s up with you lately?”

You felt your heart sink with a small amount of guilt as you turned around to see Drew’s face adorned with embarrassment.

“Why would you ask me that?”

“You just…don’t seem as into this as I am.”

You felt a slight bit offended at his question. He thought you weren’t into this because of what? You wouldn’t have sex with him? “I have to have sex with you to be into this?”

“C’mon, I’m not fucking stupid. You barely even speak to me at the arenas, anytime we’re alone you keep checking your phone, and all I get is a few pecks and your ready to run for the fuckin’ hills.”

“Look. I don’t want people in my business. What’s the first thing you think people will ask if they see us together?”

“Who's gonna see us? Heyman? You don’t want him to spill to Roman you’re hanging around me?” Drew stands over you, his eyes wide with an evil look behind them. You’d think you were his enemy.

Your eyes nearly bulge out your head at Drew’s mention of Roman. Of course that night in the showers, everyone was gone. No one knew about your rendezvous, “Everyone sees you and him always arguing in the halls. So it’s two things. You’re either scared of him or fucking him.” He snarls

Drew’s face snapped to the side as you raised your hand back and slapped the taste from his mouth. Before you could make another strike you decided it would be best to just leave, throwing a glare at him as you walked past him. You couldn’t really be mad he guessed you slept you Roman. But you belonged to neither man. Drew had no right to insulate he owned you of some sort. If you didn’t want to have sex with him, he didn’t deserve a reason.

You quickly grabbed your things and walked away from Drew, straight out his hotel room. You felt yourself become overwhelmed at the thought of seeing Roman. His suite was on this floor in the far corner of the hall.

What if I knocked?

You brushed off your sexual urges as you headed towards the elevator to go down to your floor. You worked yourself into even deeper trouble. Drew had a few friends around the business and of course, he’d tell them how he couldn’t get you into bed. You could practically hear the “stuck up bitch” being thrown out to you already. Not mixing business with pleasure was now crossed into your new agenda permanently, you even made a mental note to create a tinder account.

You felt pathetic. How could you want someone who treated the rest of the world like shit? He didn’t even say please and thank you. You worked hard at resisting him, but that wall was slowly being bulldozed.

On cue, As you drifted into your own thoughts, the elevator dinged bringing you back into your consciousness. Just your damn luck, the pleasure stepped out the elevator blocking your entry.

“You came to deliver my message to your little boyfriend?” Roman smirks again, feeling accomplished.

Your eyes quickly glance over his body as you notice the black leather jacket, white tank top, black pants, and Jordan’s. You let out a huff as you move to the side to go around him before he steps in the same direction, “What the hell is your problem?” You questioned placing your hands over your hips letting out a sigh

“My problem? What’s yours? Why fight what you and I both know you want?” He asks stepping closer to you, sizing you up

You let out a snort with a roll of your eyes. This man was way too proud of himself. “Don’t boost your ego anymore than it is. Your head might just explode.”

“Fuckin’ admit it. You want me to break you off again. Give into you, but you’re in for a rude awakening. One thing people don’t do is lie to my face. Me and you both know right now, your pussy is dripping into those panties. Begging for me to make her submit to my every will. So do you, don’t you? You want that, don’tchu? To feel my cock stretching you out the way those fingers can’t? We both want it, and you know that. And that little boyfriend of yours? All of you belongs to me. Get that. Do you understand me?” He taunts, his face looming down over yours, his eyes thick with lust.

For the first time, since meeting Roman, you were quiet. You were stunned at his honesty. Your mouth felt dry at the thought of belonging to Roman. As much as you wanted to punch him dead in his jaw, who were you trying to convince? You wanted to feel him inside of you again. What happened in the showers would be just a mere rushed fuck. You wanted him to make you his.

“Now are you done acting like a little ass child? Be an adult and use your words. Tell me you want me, baby girl. Anytime you want some dick, just as-”

As if you were being hypnotized by his words, “I want you.” flew right out your mouth and onto his as you wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him closer to your frame.

You could feel the white light behind your eyes bust, knowing you reached a moment of no return. There was no going back. Roman lowered his hands to your ass, squeezing it tightly, pulling you flush to his body. The kiss was hungry, he was rewarding you for your honesty by biting your bottom lip repeatedly. Your tongue explored his mouth as he slipped his own between your lips. The warm feeling in his chest erupted as his current wildest dream was about to come true.

Once again.

Romans hands slid downwards to the crease of your ass and your thighs, proceeding to lift you up allowing you to wrap your hands around his waist. You briefly wondered if he could hear your heart beating at a rapid pace. Your nerves were all over the place. This time was different. You felt more exposed at admitting you wanted to be his.

Roman opened the door to his suite, walking towards his bedroom. You let out a sequel as he threw you onto the middle of his bed. His eyes were dark and hungry. Before you could have a moment to change your mind, he silenced you with another kiss.

Whatever you were about to say didn’t matter, bitchy remarks or not, was the last thing on his mind. Roman wrapped his hands around your ankle, yanking you down the bed closer to his body.

“Take these off,” He growls out to you, tugging at your pants

With a little aid from yourself, you lift your hips to allow him to pull them off, revealing your hot pink lace underwear. You could see a snarl form on Romans face, remembering how just an hour ago you were with Drew.

Roman kneels onto the bed, covering your body with his as he smashes his lips onto yours. His hand ghosted slowly towards Your warm and wet heat. You parted your legs, slightly, giving his fingers the space they needed to explore your warmth and wetness covered by lace.

“Mmmm,” You sighed into his mouth, as his slipped his hand into the hand of your panties circling your clit

“Shut up.” He grumbles back

He slid his index and middle fingers into your pussy. You felt your breath hitch inside of your throat as he moved his fingers in and out picking up pace. You reached down to grip his wrist, attempting to brace yourself from being overheated with pleasure. Rather quickly, you felt your belly tighten with a small amount of pressure. Roman felt you clamp down on his fingers,

“Let go,” he whispers into your mouth. You began squirming, unable to remain still as pleasure hit your body in waves, nearly consuming you. Your lower half worked against the strokes of his fingers; riding them into oblivion.

“Ahhhh! Oh my God. Please,” You cried out, squeezing your eyelids together.

You briefly closed your eyes, gathering yourself from your clouded thoughts. You felt the bed dip, as Roman stood to his full height. You lay back into your elbows as you watched him undress himself.

“The next time you ever mention Lesnar or McIntyre to my fuckin’ face you’ll regret it. If I ever see you near him again, I’m going to make sure he knows personally who you belong to. You understand?” He grits out lowering his boxers, letting his girthy and long cock spring against his abdomen

You decided to test him a little bit and raise your legs to your chest, closing them, his view of your panty covered pussy now gone. “But I like McIntyre. We were jus—Shit!” You squeal as Roman pounces onto the bed, slapping the side of your plush thigh roughly, marveling at the jiggle it created.

“Y’wanna finish that sentence? You think you’re in charge, but I'm calling the shots tonight. Turn the fuck over.”

Roman growls, not giving you the chance to turn over yourself, and grabs your hips in a grip before flipping you over and pushing you into a deep arch with your face flush into the bed. Roman catches you spreading your legs a bit more causing him to chuckle, “Slide back onto me. You want it so bad, let me see you fuck yourself.”

You let out a moan as you feel the tip of Romans cock make contact with the entrance of your pussy. You push back, with a bit of force till the head of Romans cock makes its way inside your pussy. Getting impatient, Roman grabs your plush hips and pulls out. Letting out an impatient whine, you felt a chill down your spine as he licked a stripe up your pussy. He then surges forward pushing in his entire length in one move.

“Ah!” You gasped “Wait, fuc—“

“Nah, remember all that shit you were saying. You’re taking all of me tonight. Don’t you dare run from me either.”

Roman teased you with slow, deep strokes at first, before speeding up his pace. You turned your head into the mattress letting out screams.

He reached up grabbing your hair into a tight grip, pulling your head up, “Nah, let the whole floor know who’s fucking you right now.”

“You’re so fuckin—“

“Big?” Roman chuckles in a deep voice

“Conceited, Ugh!” You squeal, clawing at the sheets as his big and rough hand cracks on your ass.

“But whose pussy is creaming around me? Yeah? Look at her, swallowing this dick. Her dick. She knows who she belongs to, doesn’t she baby? Talk to me.” He praised, spreading your ass cheeks to watch your wetness coat his cock.

While you could feel your heart swell at the comment, him being yours, it served the same meaning for Roman. It fueled Romans ego more, at the squelching wet noises your pussy was making for him as he fucked you into the mattress.

You only got this way for him. He only got this way for you.

Yeah, you definitely can’t let him go now.

You let out a mewl as his thickness stretched you out, creating both pain and pleasure. That same familiar vein rubbing against your spot, “Ohh! Fuck, yes! I belon–I belong to you! It’s your pussy!” You moaned louder as the headboard began to slam against the walls as he fucked you faster.

You pushed your ass backwards and began throwing your ass back against his hips. Why did you do that?

He chuckled. “You throwing that ass back like a big girl, baby? You gon’ take this dick like one too.” Without waiting for you to respond, he deepened his strokes and picked up his pace.

“Ooh, shit!” You moaned, gripping the comforter. He was so deep in you, that you felt like he was fucking your heart. Feeling the coil in your belly, you clenched your muscles around his cock.

“You wanna show out, huh?” A deep growl escaped his throat. “I got something for your ass.” He announced before really starting to fuck you. I was talking about pulling out and sliding back in, fucking you. Your nails nearly drew rips into the sheets. Your pussy creating a slippery mess, letting him slide back in easily.

“Fuck!” You yelled, blindly reaching behind him to push at his abdomen, to give you a moment to catch your breath.

“What did I say? You’re taking all of me. I told you not to run, baby girl. Don’t act like you can’t take it. What about all that shit at the arena earlier, hm?” he said, grabbing your hands and pinning them against your lower back. He propped his foot up on the bed, and used your bounded arms to bring you against him to meet your thrust.

“Shit, Roman! Fuck! Make me take it!” You cried in pleasure.

There was no way Drew was ever getting a text back, a call back…shit an email. Especially, if he didn’t hear you practically calling out to god as Roman was engraving himself on you.

Roman hissed as he felt your pussy contract, creating a second skin for him. He knew you were close, and he wasn’t far behind himself, “Y’gonna cum for me, baby? My good girl. Cum all over me baby. Let me see it.”

“Mmmm, yesssss!” You moaned, throwing your head towards the ceiling. “Fuck… I’m cumming…Romannnn!” Your orgasm ripped through you—releasing a wave of wet heat all over Roman’s cock.

Roman’s spine shook as he felt your pussy tighten around him, keep him in, as you gushed all over his cock—warm wet heat circling around him. Tears coated your cheeks, as your orgasm ripped through you making your entire body convulse as you babbled incoherent words. Roman let out a roar as his own orgasm rushed to the core, deep and filling up your pussy, mixing your juices together, “Shit! Fuck yeah, baby!” His voice thick and heavy with rasp

You both collapsed on the bed, limbs tangled into each other, and sucking as much air as you could back into your lungs. After a brief moment, Roman raised up from the bed and disappeared into his bathroom. A few seconds later, he came out with a wet towel to clean the both of you off. You bit your lip, as the feeling of the warm towel moving against your pussy came over you.

Roman laid down next to you, his chest heaving up and down, before chucking to himself. His signature smirk coating his face.

“What?”

“Bet your ass knows better than to lie to me now. See what your little stubborn ass act denied you from?” He replies, his big dick attitude back on 10. But hell. He had the big dick to match, so.

“Do you ever get e-fucking-nough of being an asshole?”

“You spent two months running from me, getting on my fuckin’ nerves, makin’ everything 20x harder for me, fucking’ around with my money with those interviews. Whole time you wanted me to make you cum again. Stubborn ass, woman. I gotta say, the resistance act was sexy as hell.” He expresses before pulling you to him, to lay on his chest

“Don’t flatter yourself too much. It wasn’t an act, Tribal Chief.” You roll your eyes at his self centered moment of truth. Some things never change.

“Oh yeah, baby? What was it?” He questions before moving over on top of your sweaty frame

After a brief moment of eye contact, for once and for all you decided to settle it and let him win. Just this once. You raised up to place a more gentle kiss than the one you shared earlier. That was more hungry, sloppy, messy…this one was delicate, soft, tender. You wanted to tell him what you couldn’t say out loud. You pulled back and saw a look of admiration in his eyes.

“You’re mine.” Roman claims with a small smirk

“And you’re mine.” You respond back

“I’m yours.”

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[whydontyousaeso]

“Dashing”

Dashing era Cody Rhodes x reader

Warnings- swearing

Type- Enemies to lovers

A/n- haha so guess what the wheel chose(I screamed when it landed on Cody). Tbh I’ve been obsessed with his dashing era recently so this was perfect for me. Next will be tattooed in your brain pt 5! So be on the lookout for that!

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“Hey y/n, you’re gonna be in a mixed tag team match against Brie Bella and Daniel Bryan”

“Okay, with who?”

“You’ll find out soon enough, you’ve got an hour before the match”

And with that the producer walked away.

You sighed, frustrated with the lack of answers.

It could literally be anyone, the miz, Randy orton, hell— even Batista.

You normally didn’t like mixed tag team matches, but you couldn’t stop what the people booked for you.

“There you are, I was wondering if you were purposely running away from me.”

Fuck.

You turned to see Mr “Dashing” Cody Rhodes standing there.

How pleasant.

“A little birdie told me that we were working together for the match tonight.”

“Well that same little birdie forgot to tell you to fuck off.”

“Hey hey, no need to be so hostile. We’re both in the same boat here.”

You rolled your eyes and grabbed your bag with your ring gear in it.

“I’m gonna go get ready. Don’t bother me until the match Rhodes.”

“Trust me, if there’s anyone I listen to it’s gonna be you baby doll.”

You huffed as you finished your hair, seeing the hour turn into fifteen minutes.

You were really dreading this.

“What’s wrong Y/n?”

You looked over at AJ

“I have to do a match with Cody”

“Wait seriously?”

“Yes and he’s a prick! He just cares about how he looks”

“But he looks good y/n! Come on you can’t be atleast a little attracted to him!”

You rolled your eyes.

Every diva was obsessed with him.

You didn’t see the appeal.

“Come on, he seriously looks good!”

You shook your head.

“I just want this match to be I’ve already.”

You came out first, making your way to the ring while Cody did his entrance.

You watched him, and in reality he did look good today, but you still hated his guts.

As he made his way onto the apron he winked at you, causing you to scoff.

Unfortunately you had to act like you liked him.

You turned your attention to the other two making their entrance.

They had just started dating recently, so of course they had to feed the crowd with lovey stuff.

You watched Bryan twirl her around and dip her, kissing her on her lips.

“Hey, you think that could be us?”

You turned to see Cody looking at you and smirking.

“Are you seriously trying to get laid while our match is about to start?”

He just shrugged with that shit eating grin.

“You’re unbelievable Cody.”

“Here is your winners, Dashing Cody Rhodes and Y/n!”

You stood up after pinning Brie, a smirk on your face.

Cody slid into the ring and reached out, but you turned away quickly.

“Come on y/n, I’m not that bad really.”

You shook your head and held up your hand with the ref, quickly getting out afterwards.

You saw him follow you, chasing quickly.

He wasn’t gonna let up any time soon.

You tried to make your way backstage as soon as possible, but it was like he just kept following you.

When you finally did make it you turned towards him, upset.

“I’ve done told you no, what do you not understand Rhodes?”

You grabbed your things quickly and started making your way out, hearing him chase after you.

“I know that you’re also extremely stubborn. I don’t chase after women surprisingly.”

“Then what are you doing now?”

“Okay I am chasing after you now but it’s because I’m genuinely attracted to you y/n.”

You shook your head and turned around, facing him and his smirk.

“What will make you leave me alone.”

“Let me take you on a date now. It doesn’t have to be long but please.”

You looked at his facial expressions, despite that shit eating grin you could tell he was desperate.

“Fine. I’ll be ready in thirty minutes.”

You met Cody outside, he was gonna be the one driving you.

“Ready pretty lady?”

“Let’s get this over with.”

He took your bags from you and helped you get in the car.

Atleast he was a gentleman.

The car ride was mostly silent, he would ask a question or two and you would give a single word answer.

When you guys got to the restaurant, it seemed to change.

It was like he dropped the fuck boy persona and was just a normal guy.

“What’s with this?”

“What do you mean?”

“You just drop the persona to woo someone?”

“You know how it is, if I’m not that I’m no one there y/n.”

You shrugged.

“I get that, but seriously you choose that?”

“It was the best I could come up with.”

“I don’t believe that.”

You felt the hate you had slowly slip away.

Damn him.

“I could say the same thing about you.”

“It’s only because of the attitude you had. I didn’t like it.”

He chuckled and crossed his arms.

“I’ve got a chance now?”

“Thin ice”

“That’s better than in the river drowning.”

“You taking me home after this?”

“I can do more then that”

“Don’t push it Rhodes”

“I had to take my shot somewhere”

You shook your head and chuckled, watching the waiter as your food came out.

He wasn’t bad at all.

As he helped you out of the car at your house you gave him a small smile.

“Thanks for dinner Cody.”

“It’s nothing, sorry I annoyed the shit out of you at the show.”

You laughed.

“I think it’s okay now.”

You smiled bigger snd pulled him closer to you, pulling him down slightly and kissing him on his lips.

Surprisingly his lips were soft on yours, and he knew what he was doing.

He didn’t grab your waist, but instead held your face gently with one hand and your hand in the other.

You pulled back and kissed his cheek.

“We’re gonna have to do this again Cody, you gotta let me know though.”

He smiled from ear to ear, letting you walk to your door.

“I most definitely will.”

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[ametrinearrows]

Birthday Surprise

The bright lights of the WWE arena illuminated the excitement in the air as RAW kicked off for the evening. Among the crowd, YN sat front row, her heart racing with anticipation. It had been a while since she'd seen her brother Daniel Bryan (Bryan Danielson) in person. Their busy schedules had kept them apart, but tonight was a special occasion – Bryan's birthday. 

 Brie Bella, Bryan's wife, had orchestrated a surprise visit. YN had been contacted secretly and invited to RAW, the perfect gift for Bryan. She adjusted her seat behind Corey Graves and Michael Cole, trying to remain inconspicuous while she eagerly awaited the moment. 

 During the commercial break, Corey turned around with a knowing grin. He and YN were good friends, and he was in on the surprise. "You're early," he whispered with a wink. 

 YN chuckled softly, excitement evident in her eyes. "I couldn't wait any longer." 

 As the show resumed, the energy in the arena intensified. Bryan's music hit, and the crowd erupted into cheers. YN's heart raced as she watched her brother make his entrance, his fiery passion captivating the audience. Bryan's smile was infectious as he interacted with the fans, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. Brie coming down the ramp alongside her husband. 

 Then, as if sensing her presence, Bryan's eyes locked onto YN. A moment of recognition passed between them, and YN's heart skipped a beat. She had missed him more than she realized. Without hesitation, Bryan left the ramp and his wife behind, running toward the barricade where she sat. 

 Corey turned around again, a knowing grin on his face as he watched the scene unfold. The WWE Universe buzzed with curiosity as Bryan reached the barricade, and YN felt her excitement reach its peak. 

 Bryan's signature grin spread across his face as he reached out and pulled YN into a tight embrace. "YNN! You're here!" 

 Tears welled up slightly in YN's eyes as she hugged her brother tightly, the joy of their reunion overwhelming her. "Happy birthday, Bryan!" 

 Bryan held her at arm's length, his gaze filled with a mixture of surprise and happiness. "You're the best surprise ever!" 

 As the WWE Universe cheered around them, Brie turned to Corey as she walked up to the trio, who was still grinning like a mischievous accomplice. "Thanks for helping with this, Corey." 

 Corey chuckled and shrugged. "Anytime. To be honest, I wanted to see her just as much as her brother." 

 With Bryan's help and Corey's guidance, YN was lifted over the barricade, finding herself on the other side with her brother. The crowd's cheers reached a new level as Bryan and YN shared a heartfelt moment. 

 "You're actually here," Bryan said in disbelief, his arm draped around her shoulders. 

 YN grinned. "Couldn't resist. Missed you too much." 

 As the show continued, Bryan introduced YN to some of his fellow wrestlers backstage, their camaraderie palpable. The night was filled with laughter, stories, and the kind of connection that only siblings could share. 

 As RAW came to a close, Bryan pulled YN into another hug. "Best birthday surprise ever." 

 YN chuckled. "Just promise we won't let it be so long until the next time we see each other." 

 Bryan nodded, a determined look in his eyes. "Definitely." 

 Brie let out a small giggle then said, “Yeah, don’t make me pull anymore strings just so we can see your face.” 

The siblings laughed along with Brie at her comment. 

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[inejschumacher]

Day 15 of Via’s Taycember

pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader

wc: 0.7k

cw: frustration, little gifts

an: well of course I had to write him to this song, that interview wasn’t for nothing

I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car. He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel, the other on my heart. I look around, turn the radio down, he says, "Baby, is something wrong?" I say, "Nothing, I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song"

The wind blows through the open windows of Danny’s truck, undone hair flying behind you as you sit shotgun, one of his hands resting on your thigh. The radio is playing some sort of country music, maybe Luke Bryan? But it only gave you a single thought: you two didn't have a song.

You look out the window, then at him, and turn down the radio, suddenly too loud against the roar of the highway. Danny frowns, asking what’s wrong when ten minutes ago you both were screaming along to the radio. You let a few seconds pass, thinking about how to frame your words, then decide to just say it straight.

And he says, our song is the slamming screen door, sneakin' out late, tapping on your window when we're on the phone, and you talk real slow, ‘cause it's late, and your mama don't know

Danny grins, and squeezes your thigh. “You know, we do have a song. Our song, no one else has it.” You raise an eyebrow, unsure of what he means when you’ve never had a discussion or moment of decision for what your song could be.

“Babe, our song is the slammin' screen door you’re so careful with when you’re sneakin’ out real late. It’s my tappin’ on your window to get your attention because you’re so charmed by me on the phone you don;t even realize I’m standin’ right outside. Especially ‘cause you're talking real slow so your mama won’t hear and get mad.”

You take in his words, smiling from ear to ear as you realize that you didn’t need a traditional beat or a guitar string or piano playing for you to have your own song, and he was right; unique, personal, it was something only you and Danny shared.

Our song is the way you laugh, the first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have", and when I got home, 'fore I said, "Amen" asking God if he could play it again

Danny looks over, his signature sun-bright smile lighting up the cab of the truck, and continues as he smoothes a thumb over your thigh. “Our song is the way you laugh, oh sweetheart it just lights up my day. That first date I finally got the courage to take you out on, and then spent that ride home cursing myself out ‘cause I really should have kissed you and I don't know why I didn’t”.

He blushes slightly at the admission, and you laugh, the same way he strives to make you with his jokes. He was just so sweet, always ready with an answer to your strangest of reasons, and this time is no exception.

“Oh, and when I got home, ‘fore I said Amen, I asked God if he could play our song again ‘cause I could have it one repeat over and over again darling, because I love it. And I love you.” 

I was walkin' up the front porch steps after everything that day, had gone all wrong and been trampled on and lost and thrown away

Back in Australia, you walk up the front porch steps of your house after a long day that had seen everything go wrong. An empty gas tank, a broken office coffee machine, a huge pile of work, a spilled lunch, it seems as if there was nothing that would go right with so much time still left in the day.

Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed, I almost didn't notice all the roses and the note that said

At the very least, the door unlocked easily, and you head straight in, kicking your shoes off and go straight to your bedroom, almost missing the bright red roses already in a water-filled vase, sitting all nice and pretty on your kitchen table. You pick up the note left with it and read the words written on it. Or rather, your song.

I've heard every album, listened to the radio, waited for something to come along that was as good as our song

The radio was the one thing on repeat over and over again while you or Danny drove, on the plane or writing in your journal, listening to each and every song while waiting, waiting for something to come along that was as good as your song. There was a lot of variety, so many songs and genres to choose from, but still, nothing was as good or as right as your song. The tune never brought out the right feelings, the words never matched perfectly and you decided that there was so use waiting, not when there was something much better.

You reread the note Danny had written the lyrics of your song written, and you smile back at the memory of the first time you wrote your song. Back in that truck, wind blowing through your hair as Danny; laughter overtook the sound of everything else, you had looked for something to write it all down.

I grabbed a pen and an old napkin and I wrote down our song

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[legit9thlunaticwarrior]

it was just a cool idea i had when i heard this song (this is the formerly titles 'perfect illusion' series. nothing else has changed)

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‘The Very First Night: Part I' Angelo Parker (Jeff) x fem!reader

^whatever they had abruptly ended, but was it really over?^

- Wheeler Yuta (James) - jericho being an ass - possible second part?

3rd Person POV

The current Ring of Honor Pure and World Champions stood in the ring across from three members of the Jericho Appreciation Society, with the rest of each faction at their respective ringside. Chris, Daniel, and Anna vs Claudio, James, and their mystery partner; who would become the first woman in the Blackpool Combat Club.

"Alright, enough with the waiting. Where's your girl? Ruby Soho perhaps? Maybe little Skye Bl-" There were many names thrown around on social media for who it was, but no one saw it coming when they heard her voice 'For it is just an Illusion' and the unmistakable beat of Lady Gaga's song. Justin Roberts got his cue "And their tag team partner, she is the Ring of Honor Women's World Champion; Y/R/N" She officially became a face as she walked down the ramp to the ring. A pop like no other. Clad in red, black, and white gear, with her unzipped BCC jacket, 'Illusion' printed on the back courtesy of Claudio. James held the middle rope down for her as she joined them in the ring and snatched the mic from Chris. The cheering quieted a bit, "Well I guess, now you see me."

Jon and Bryan took the trio's jackets and the match started. Jeff hadn't moved since her music started. 'Fuck.' he thought. It had been almost a year since they saw each other. Y/N and him had a little friends with benefits situation. What ended it was that he didn't return the feelings she had admitted on an unsober night. Or so she thought he didn't. He missed the pillowtalk, waking up tangled together, the pictures of her in his shirt that she would send; he missed it all.

Y/N had Anna worn down and in her sight for her finisher; the Hypnosis pumpkick. Right when Anna got to her feet, she was back down with the kick and down for the count. "Here are your winners the Blackpool Combat Club." Y/N turned her head to start to mock her foes, only to meet the eyes of her former fling. James had gotten her attention again when he handed her her title back. It did feel nice to be on the good side of wrestling again as she heard cheers when the 'Y/R/N' is All Elite' graphic went up.

The five of them had gone back to their locker room after the match. "How do you feel Y/N?" Bryan asked her. "Feels good to torture you again after all these years." The two of them had been like siblings as they always ended up in the same company at some point. They kept with the catch up and shop-talk until there was a knock at the door. James got the door and immediately had his guard up, "What the hell are you doing here?" 'I was right.' She thought as she looked to Jeff at the door. "I just want to talk to Y/N. I'm not here to fight." "Like we trust you, or any of your buddies." Y/N got up and nudged James out of the way, "It's fine guys. I'll be back in a bit." She zipped her team jacket halfway and followed Jeff down the hall.

They had found themselves in a hall with crates and trunks for equipment. They sat on the trunks until the silence broke "How does it feel to be 'forged in combat'?" he asked only to try to break the ice. "You got a lot of nerve coming to the lions' den like that. They really hate you guys." He knew it was stupid but he needed to talk to her. "Why, after all this time, do you now want to talk to me?" "Y/N, I know I hurt you. I thought you were going to wake up that morning and when I asked you about what you said, you were going to deny it. So, I left; save us both the embarrassment." She scoffed, "Jeff, I told you I was in love with you. We would go out and I would hope someone would assume we were a couple. There were nights when you walked me home and I would tear up because I knew that once you left, I would be reminded that it wasn't real. Yeah the sex was nice, but I wanted you. I wanted everything with you; but it was clear you didn't." When he sat there with his head hung and no reaction, she got up. "I see things clearly haven't changed, Jeffrey." The moment his full name left her lips with that tone, he knew he fucked up even more. He grabbed her wrist gently but enough to keep her from leaving him any more.

She looked up at him and he could see the hurt he had caused in her eyes. "I'm sorry. I really am. You didn't deserve that and I'm an asshole for doing it. Tell me; do you remember the time we went to the amusement park? The ferris wheel? Right when we started moving, I figured out you didn't like heights. We got to the top and you clung to me for dear life. You tried to pass it off as you were 'just cold' but it was the middle of June. That was the moment I fell in love with you, Y/N." Somewhere in his confession, his hands had come up to her cheeks. "Despite you being scared, you still looked perfect. I never wanted to leave. I know it will take a long time for you to forgive me, if you even give me the chance to make it up to you, but I promise you I will make it up to you." She knew she couldn't let him back in that easy, but the sincerity in those big brown eyes melted her. She pulled him down to her height by his suspenders and kissed him in what felt like forever. He moved her arms to go around his neck as he picked her up and sat her back on one of the trunks. They had pulled away from eachother and she couldn't help the bubbly feeling forming in her tummy again. Smiling, "Guess those stupid suspenders are good for something." "Oh, come on. You can deal with the suspenders if I have to deal with this." He was referring to her jacket as his hands dipped inside of it to rest them on her hips, feeling that she's still in her ring gear.

The two of them had finally parted and went back to their groups.

"What did he want with you?" Claudio asked as she walked through the door. "It doesn't matter." "Then why is your lipstick smudged?" Jon interrogated. Shit.

"Where the hell have you been?! You just left us after that match!" Chris scolded Jeff. "Wait, hang on" Anna stepped in and examined Jeff's face, "Is that lipstick?" Shit.

~~~~~~~

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[thesupreme316]

its me again 🤪 i was wondering if you could do aew boys reaction to you getting attacked by your tag team partner exp: you guys lost a tag match and you partner attacks you i hope i explained well🫶🏼🩷

I GOTCHUUUU

AEW Stars React to: You Being Attacked By Your Tag Partner

Pairings: Hook X Reader, Eddie Kingston X Reader, Daniel Garcia X Reader, Darius Martin X Reader, Kenny Omega X Reader, MJF X Reader, Ricky Starks X Reader

Word Count: 1K

Supreme Speaks: thanks to @cassiesworldsworld for requesting (keep em coming)! Reader is gender-neutral in this. nothing else...I hope you all are doing well and please remember that you are loved and appreciated

Warnings: Nun, barely proofread, GIFS ARE NOT MINE

Taglist: @cassiesworldsworld @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @wwenhlimagines @triscillal @sheinthatfandom @eddie-kingstons-wifey

Okay, I have 3 options for this (Reader is gender-neutral applicable to anyone; your partner is of your choosing):

Either you lose via roll-up and are attacked immediately after the match (Bayley attacks Sasha Banks)

After the match, you were attacked by your tag partner who joins the enemy (Luchasaurus attacks Jungle Boy and joins with Christian Cage)

Y’all lost the match, get a standing ovation, and your partner attacks you after you guys hug (Tommaso Ciampa attacks Johnny Gargano)

Bottomline is you were attacked and now your significant other/best friend is angry

Hook

Mans is big mad; like big big mad

You thought he was trying to whip Jack’s ass? Wait until he sees you get attacked

Man will jump over your body real quick to try to punch your former tag partner (if they are a male)

^^might get a heart attack to be honest from him leaping

Will immediately carry backstage as your former tag partner runs to the back

Is simmering with anger as you try to convince you’re okay

“I’m happy that you’re okay. I just really wanna kill that son of a bitch”

Does not take this matter lightly, especially after Jack betraying him

If you wanna get your lick back, just let him and he’ll take care of everything

Ricky Starks

Just like Hook, he would take this shit so seriously (cause of Hobbs betraying him)

But also I feel like he would understand the former partner’s stance as he betrayed Brian Cage (ew)

Will comfort you as you have multiple emotions running through your mind

“They’re missing out on a friendship with a bombass, beautiful, fierce, strong, athletic, and great person….and you too.”

I think he would be the type to transform you (ring gear, style, promos) so you can show your former partner that you’re simply better (nail emoji)

Like I’m talking early 2000s movie montage

Ricky would definitely help you plan your revenge

Overall, I believe this man would help you get back on your feet

Darius Martin

His heart would break for you and would be the one to sprint out to help you out of the ring and up the ramp

Darius is a very loyal person as he frequently rotates between AR Fox, Matt Sydal, his brother, and Action Andretti for tag partner

Will always offer a place on his team for you

“You know you always got me and the boys.”

Will take his thoughts to Twitter just to shit on them

I also think Darius will make it his mission to make sure that you were well taken care of; advises you to choose peace before violence

But if too much violence takes place; he’s walking out with a steel chair and zero fucks to give

Eddie Kingston

THIS MAN??? HE DOESNT CARE WHO THEY ARE; THEY’RE GETTING THEIR ASS CHEWED UP, SPAT OUT, AND BEAT TF UP

Will again blame Claudio, Bryan, and Punk for everything (don’t let him find out they joined BCC)

I think he would take this more personally than you, especially if they joined with his enemies

“FUCK THAT LOW DOWN, SLIMY, SWISS CHEESE BITCH! AND BRYAN TOO, THAT TECHNICAL ASS BITCH! I’ll stab them dawg don’t worry”

Eddie is the type to ride or die for his people; so he is one of the first people to stand with you against the traitor

Is absolutely down for revenge or crazy plans

“I still got that gasoline can if you need dawg.”

Daniel Garcia

Will immediately offer you a place in JAS (like I always say, PLEASE say NO)

But also with the way JAS is right now, he would take time to team with you; so he can also find peace

Will be smug toward your former teammate

“Listen here, Y/N is a talented person and you’re gonna wish you didn’t cross them.” Dances away

Like stated earlier, I think he would take this time to fully understand his position with his own teammates

Daniel would be your #1 cheerleader on Twitter and tag them in various posts shitting on them (like Darius)

Will give you advice on how to carry on and will try to convince you to be a sports entertainer

MJF

THIS MOTHERFUCKER

Always had a feeling that it was coming, but he wouldn’t tell you and is angry with the entire situation

Has to keep in character on Twitter:

“Look, I understand that Y/N loses a lot, isn’t as good as me, and has terrible taste in tag partners but that doesn’t mean you had to dump em!”

Will lecture about how you shouldn’t really trust anyone but yourself in the business, but empathizes with you (if he can) about having friends and supportive people

Like Daniel, might take this time to reflect

Will devise a revenge plan that involves sabotaging your former tag partner’s plans/goals

“Babe, I’m the devil. I can make anything happen.”

Kenny Omega

Like most people on this list, Kenny has experienced being on both sides of this situation; so he completely understands the feelings involved

Will offer you a spot in the Elite (that can go either way)

I think because of the fact that he has a lot going on with himself, he would let you do whatever you want

Is more emotional support than physical support at the moment

Will help further the storyline of your revenge and character development on BTE

Outta all the people on this list, he would give you the best advice

“I think you need to take some time for yourself and see what is in the future for you…and if the answer is revenge, make sure you have money aside for bail…for me.”

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[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Blood Looks Good On You

Pairing: Eddie Kingston x reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 630

Summary: Eddie Kingston is a handsome man, a sexy man. Eddie Kingston covered in blood after the Anarchy in the Arena match is a whole different kind of sexy.

Warnings: Blood

A/N: So I originally wanted this to be longer, but I was having a hard time coming up with an ending so this ended up being really short. I hope y’all enjoy it anyways!

Tagging: @eddie-kingstons-wifey

Masterlist

Taglist

Gif is not mine. Credit to owner.

It was finally Double or Nothing. Tensions between Eddie Kingston, Jon Moxley, Santana, Ortiz, and Bryan Danielson and the dreaded Jericho Appreciation Society had been boiling over for what felt like a year, and what better way to settle it than with an Anarchy in the Arena match?

Naturally, Jericho and his buddies brought you into the rivalry during various promos. You didn’t care, but your boyfriend, Eddie was beyond pissed at the things they’d say. You tried telling him to ignore it and that they just want to rile him up, but Eddie is stubborn and goes off his emotions. Speaking of Eddie and his emotions, you — along with all the fans — knew this match would get chaotic and especially bloody given how Eddie feels about JAS, most notably Chris Jericho.

You sat backstage by a monitor watching the Anarchy in the Arena match get underway. You were so nervous about Eddie — and your friends — getting hurt. You couldn’t count how many times you held your breath as Eddie relentlessly went after Chris and Daniel Garcia.

This match was exactly what you thought it would be and more.

You were on the edge of your seat and absentmindedly playing with your fingers as the action continued. You were no stranger to seeing Eddie bloody, but this was different than all those other times. Why? Because seeing that look in his eyes as he marched down the ramp and towards the ring, soaked in blood and carrying that gas can, was beyond hot to you. Sure it’s not everyone’s cup of tea so to speak, and honestly, it never was yours either until you met Eddie. Someway, somehow this man makes everything a lot hotter and sexier than it should be, and you’re definitely not complaining.

You watched as he dumped the contents of the gas can on Jericho. You saw Danielson’s reaction when Eddie went to light it. You, like everyone else, knew Eddie didn’t like Bryan, he had voiced this before. You watched as Mox got between the two men, and Jericho capitalizing on the moment. Before long the match was over, and unfortunately, JAS were victorious. 

You stood by the tunnel and waited as patiently as you could for Eddie to come through. Your breath hitched seeing all the blood that covered Eddie up close. Your eyes met his and gently pulled him to the side. “All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes.” You told him, your roamed his body before locking on his eyes once again.

Eddie wore an amused smirk, despite how pissed they lost and exhausted he was. “Is that right?” He questioned, that amused smirk never leaving his face. 

Eddie knew full well just what he did to you, and he completely took advantage of it. 

This short little flirtation helped Eddie forget about what happened moments ago in the ring. He was too focused on you to remember.

How about we grab our things and head back to the hotel so I can show you just how good you look?” You send him a wink paired with a suggestive smile as you glide your hands over his shoulders and down his arms, grabbing his hands in yours.

“That’s not gonna happen.” He flat out tells you. Your face falls, but you try to hide the disappointment with a forced smile and a nod. “Doll, we ain’t making it to the hotel.” Eddie whispers in your ear before tugging you towards the locker rooms with a mischievous gleam in eyes.

It took you a minute to process his words. Once they clicked, you were hot on his heels, matching mischievous gleam in your eyes as well. You just knew you were in for a world of fun.

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[smartycvnt]

Cuddler

Pairing: Daniel Garcia x Reader Prompt: 32. "I'm pretty sure that your hoodie has pockets too. You don't need to put yours in mine."

To anyone looking at you from outside of your situation, your current position with Daniel probably looked a little weird. He was slightly hunched over looking at something on his phone while you wrapped yourself around him from behind with your hands meeting inside of his hoodie pockets. It was a rare moment backstage where he had managed to drive away the other members of the JAS so that the two of you could have some time alone. It was no secret that you hated Jericho, and by proxxy, you were not cool with almost every member of his little group. Daniel just happened to be the exception to that, but then again, you had only spent so much time with him because Bryan tried using you to get Daniel away from Jericho. And it hadn't completely worked, but anyone who saw how happy the two of you were together wouldn't exactly call his attempt unsuccessful.

"Are you cold?" Daniel asked as he slid his phone into his pocket. You knew that he'd try to turn around, so you tightened your arms around him and grabbed onto the fabric of his pocket to anchor yourself to your spot. Daniel chuckled a little as he leaned back into you, not expecting you to catch him. "Do you just want my hoodie or something?"

"No." You shook your head. Daniel reached into his pockets and attempted to pry your hands out, but it was no use. You were a lot stronger than you looked and let other people believe. "Stop, this is comfortable."

"I'm pretty sure that your hoodie has pockets too. You don't need to put your hands in mine." Daniel sighed, finally giving up after a couple more attempts. You smirked to yourself once you were sure that you had won. Besides, you knew that Daniel did like being held like that, he just wanted to put up a tough front for the other guys backstage. Champions can't be seen as weak and all that. "Can we make our way to catering or something?"

"Go ahead, I've got a dark match coming up," you said as you finally let go of him. Daniel let you step in front of him before pulling you into a hug and kissing the top of your head. "Take notes for me?"

"Always," Daniel promised. You gave him a quick kiss on the lips before walking towards the gorrilla. Your opponent was a new girl, someone brought in solely to be a jobber. Tony was building you up a little bit before he buried you in Jade's undefeated streak. You knew that it'd be a pretty quick match, but you also knew that Daniel would have little things for you to improve upon. He paid close attention to all of your matches and tried to come away with a little bit of feedback every single time. You did the same for him, even if you felt leagues behind him in experience and television time.

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