#jd mcdonagh fic
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• JD McDonagh x Reader
Summary: You and JD have been dating since you were both in NXT. Since you both got called up to Raw, you have joined The Judgement Day and JD has been trying to get into The Judgement Day. Things get a little heated after the members find out something about you and JD.
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Sitting on the bathroom counter in me and JD's hotel room, I am putting some makeup on and straighten my hair for Monday Night Raw tonight. I hear a knock on the bathroom door.
"It's open."
JD walks in and looks over at me in the mirror.
"Damn babe. You are so gorgeous."
He puts his hands on my sides and his chin on my shoulder. I giggle, turn my head and kiss his cheek.
"Thank you babe."
"SO Y/N. When you are done, can you come out to the bedroom? I have a question for you."
"Of course honey."
He lets me go and leaves the bathroom. I finish up with my hair and my makeup and get off the counter. I come around the corner and JD is standing at the end of the bed holding a rose. I walk over to him taking the rose.
"What's this?"
"Well I have been waiting to ask you this for years and I can't wait any longer. I can't find the right time to do it so I'm just gonna do it now."
He gets down on one knee and grabs my hand. I look down at him with a shocked face starting to tear up dropping the rose on the ground. He pulls a little black box out of his pocket and opens it showing this beautiful ring.
"Y/N. You make me the happiest man on the planet. We have been together for a few years now and I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You are my soulmate. Will you marry me?"
"Yes! Yes!"
He stands up and kisses me. I kiss him back than look down at the ring.
"Babe. This ring is beautiful."
He grabs my hand and puts it on my finger. I look up at him.
"Do you possibly have a ring for yourself?"
"Oh I'm way ahead of you baby."
He shows me his hand with a black band ring on his finger. He hands me one for myself as well. I giggle, grab his face and kiss him. I pull back and hear a knock at the door. His eyes go wide realizing what time it is.
"I lost track of time."
He whispers to me and goes into the bathroom locking the door. I quickly grab my wrestling bag and my phone and walk to the door. I quickly change my diamond ring for my black rubber ring. I open the door and see Damian Priest standing there.
"Hey Damian!"
"Hey Y/N. Was there someone in your room with you? I thought I heard someone talking."
I give him a confused look and shake my head no.
"Nope. Just had the TV on. Anyways, let's get going."
I grab his wrist, drag him away from the hotel room and out to his car. We head off to the arena. I text JD letting him know that we have left.
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*20 minutes before Raw starts*
I am sitting on the couch in The Judgement Day locker room. Damian is sitting next to me with his arm behind me on the couch. He has been trying to flirt with me and get with me since I joined them. Rhea comes into the locker room with Dominick and JD. I am scrolling on my phone not noticing Damian slowly sliding his arm down the couch to my side. I feel him grab my side so I decide to elbow him in the chest. He grunts, grabs his chest and starts coughing.
"That's what you get Priest."
Rhea starts laughing at him along with Dom and JD. I get up and go sit with Dom and JD on the other couch. We hear a knock on the door and Rhea gets up to answer it. Adam Pearce walks into the locker room looking at all of us.
"Rhea. Dom. Y/N. JD. You are opening Raw tonight. Better get ready."
Adam turns and walks out. I get up, go to the bathroom and get changed into a Judgement Day shirt, my black and purple leather shorts, purple leather jacket and my black wrestling boots. I walk out of the bathroom fixing my hair and look up to see Damian's jaw almost on the floor.
"And.... and I can't come out.. out with you guys?"
He points at me with his jaw dropped. I roll my eyes and follow Rhea out of the locker room with Dom and JD right behind us.
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We are in the ring cutting a promo. Me and Rhea are calling out the women's tag team champions Chelsea Green and Piper Niven.
"Piper. Chelsea. Get your asses out here. We want those tag team titles!"
I throw my mic down and motion for them to come out. Rhea grabs my arm and shakes her head yes meaning I did good on our promo. Piper and Chelsea make their way out to the ring and get in our faces. Piper grabs the mic out of Rhea's hand and I go to swing at her, but JD grabs my waist and pulls me away from her. Dom grabs Rhea's arm and pulls her away too. We all climb out of the ring and get ready for our match.
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*near the end of the match*
Piper is kneeling infront of the commentary table and Chelsea is in the ring getting beat up by Rhea. I run and give Piper my signature shining wizard to take her out. Rhea picks up Chelsea and gives her a Riptide. Rhea pins her and wins us the tag team titles. Dom slides into the ring and hugs her. JD picks me up and spins me around as I wrap my legs around his waist.
"You did it baby."
He says to me setting me down making me smile. I walk over grabbing the titles and go into the ring. Rhea hugs me than takes one of the titles from me. We celebrate with a bunch of Pyro going off. We roll out of the ring walking up the ramp and to the back to our locker room.
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"There is the champs!!"
We walk in with Damian and Finn yelling for us! I walk over and hug Finn than turn to Damian. He has his arms out signaling for a hug. I roll my eyes and hug him lightly. He pulls me closer to him and goes to kiss my forehead. I move away from him and over towards JD. I give him a big hug smiling really big. Damian pulls me away from him and pushes him against the wall wrapping his hands around his neck choking him hard. I gasp and grab Damian's arm trying to get him off JD. Dom, Finn and Rhea grab Damian's waist and arms trying to get him off as well. Damian looks over at my hand on his arm trying to get him off and notices my black rubber ring. He looks at JD and see a black rubber ring on his finger as well. He drops JD and looks over at me with a serious look on his face. I look up at him slightly scared.
"When were you gonna tell us?! Tell me?!" He grabs my hand pointing to my ring. My eyes go wide looking up at him. He grabs JD's hand and holds it next to mine. The rest of Judgement Day gasps seeing our rings. I look down feeling my face get red slowly pulling my hand away. JD looks at Damian pulling his hand away as well.
"Answer me! Y/N! JD! When were you going to tell us?!"
I look up at Damian than back at Rhea, Finn and Dom.
"Well everyone..... this happened before we left for Raw earlier."
I hold my hand up showing the black ring.
"SO you two just randomly are engaged? Like when did you two even start dating?"
"No Damian. Me and JD have been together since our NXT days."
Rhea, Finn and Dom are silently laughing at Damian. He turns and looks at them with an angry face.
"What is so funny you three?"
"Ummm Damian?"
I tap his shoulder making him turn back to look at me.
"Everyone knew I was dating JD.... but you. We didn't want to tell you because look how you reacted...."
"What?! Are you kidding me?!"
I shake my head yes looking up at him. He looks at me than looks at JD. He grabs JD's shirt pulling him closer to himself.
"You better take care of her or lord help you if you don't. It won't be pretty for you."
I roll my eyes and everyone else starts congratulating me and JD on our engagement. I take the real engagement ring out of my wrestling bag and show it off to them......
THE END
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Rhea/Dom/Damian/JD + “you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.”
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Rated: T
Tags: Insecurity, love confession (sort of), slight allusion to OCD, polyamory, some sweary words.
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JD sat alone in the locker room, his hoodie and sweatpants were thrown on over his gear to ward off the chill of the cavernous backstage halls, his fingers tracing carefully over a silver bracelet. It had become a habit over the past few days. Whenever he felt like he was spiraling into another pit of doubt and uncertainty, he'd fish it out of his bag and slip it on, the metal biting briefly into his skin before clipping into place. However small it was, it sat heavy with the weight of meaning—a reminder that, for the first time in a long time, he wasn't doing this alone. And maybe that was what made it feel so daunting.
He'd never been good at gestures. Words came easily enough, most of the time, but when it came to more tangible efforts, he felt like he was trying to decipher a riddle in a language that had been dead for a thousand years. But for something so big that meant so much to all of them, he couldn't help but feel like he needed to do something in return.
But nothing he could think of felt like enough.
Which was why he was hiding in a dimly lit side room while Rhea finished up with press. Usually, he'd be lurking a few feet away, next to Dom, but tonight he'd hung back under the guise of having a headache. It wasn't an outright lie, but he was fairly certain the pain at the back of his skull was less from his head bouncing off the mat earlier and more from the thin shard of stress that had buried itself there. Now, he could hear the rumble of equipment trolleys loading onto trucks and the faint buzz of conversation and laughter shifting through the halls, fading off into the distance, and whatever time he'd been afforded to settle his mind had already elapsed.
He hefted his bag off the bench beside him and yanked the tie out of his hair, stuffing it absent-mindedly into his pocket as he lurched into the hallway. His footsteps echoed faintly off the cement and cinder block, growing slightly more muffled as he rounded into the staging area and towards where the others had gathered, giving a brief nod of acknowledgment as Dom glanced over his shoulder.
There was something in the way Dom smiled at him—the effortless, bright, beaming smile—that made him forget a little bit of that stress. But Dom was easy; it was the other two that left him feeling apprehensive sometimes. Not that they had ever done anything to cause that worry, but he was hyper-aware of the fact that he was a brand new variable being introduced into a situation that had existed, so finely balanced, for over a year. It was going to take time to rid himself of the fear that one wrong move would send him plummeting off the metaphorical scaffolding onto the ground below. Most of the time, he was fine. It didn't sit with him constantly. But once in a while, that shard, that splinter of thought, dug right into the center of his brain and refused to budge, no matter how much logic and reason he tried to apply to force it out.
He slumped against Dom's side, catching the tail end of their conversation. Damian said something in Spanish he only caught half of, and Dom chuckled, wrapping an arm around his waist like it was the most natural thing in the world for him to do.
"We good?" Damian asked, turning his attention to JD. There was something in his expression that was a little softer than usual—a quiet sort of concern he knew not to question. He had an uncanny ability to read people, and it made him wonder if he hadn't already noticed that something was off, or if he might still be able to play it off with the same excuse he'd been using most of the night.
"More or less," he shrugged. "I'm not concussed if that's what you're worried about."
"You checked out?" Damian folded his arms across his chest, attention flitting away for half a second as Rhea grabbed her sweatshirt off the top of her bag and yanked it on over her head.
"Yeah, I stopped by medical after my match. They said I'm fine."
Damian nodded, satisfied enough for now, though it wasn't like they were going to have a conversation about anything more involved than that in the middle of everything. "Alright," he said, "let's roll, then. You guys want to grab something to eat on the way?"
"Always," Dom answered, giving JD one more squeeze before he pulled away, falling in line next to Rhea with a playful bump of his shoulder against hers and the same wide, adoring grin he always had for her.
They made their way out through the arena towards the parking garage, with Damian leading the pack, Rhea and Dom next to each other, and JD trailing just behind. A few people were still milling around, but most had either left already or were on their way out. There were a few nods and waves exchanged on the way—brief passing conversations that faded into an echo and then into nothingness. Then the sharp, hollow beep from the rental van's key fob cut through the relative quiet, lights blinking, and the click of the doors unlocking carried across the nearly empty lot.
"Why don't you sit up front?" Damian said, thumping JD on the shoulder with one hand as he threw his duffel bag on top of everyone else's and slammed the hatch closed.
His eyebrows raised slightly, and he shrugged. "You sure?"
"Yeah. Make the kids sit in the back."
Normally he was one of the kids, but with Finn still on holiday, he assumed he was technically the next in line. No one seemed to mind, or at least not enough to argue about it, so JD slid into the passenger's seat and dragged the seatbelt over his shoulder, clicking it into place before Damian even got the door closed on the other side. He kept his hands pinned between his knees, palms together, watching Damian plug his phone into the aux cord and tick the volume down a few levels. The heat whirred on, and a few clicks later, the seats and steering wheel were warming up as well.
Damian tipped his head back against the headrest, glancing into the rearview mirror. "You want to find somewhere to eat, and I'll punch it into the GPS before we take off?"
Rhea murmured a quick "Yep" and slung herself across the back seat, draped over Dom's lap so he could look at her phone with her while she scrolled through all the restaurants and drive-thrus between here and their hotel. It was a process. Checking hours, checking menus, checking to see how far off their route it was going to take them to get there, and whether there were carry-out options or if they felt up to crowding into a booth. Then, inevitably, they repeated the cycle three or four more times until they found something that had everything they wanted.
But at least the van was warm.
JD settled back in his seat and stretched his legs out, shoving his toes to the end of his sneakers and hooking them under the dashboard to soak up heat from the base vents. Damian thrummed his fingers against the steering wheel, mostly in tempo with the song humming out of the speakers, but there was a stutter to it—something thoughtful, half a beat behind the rest. When, after a few long seconds, he finally dredged up the courage to look over, he found Damian staring straight through him. Disconcertingly precise and deliberate.
"What?" he frowned, holding Damian's gaze even as a flush crept into his cheeks.
Damian shifted, angled himself towards JD, and rested his elbow against the door, his hand still draped over the spoke of the steering wheel. "I'm still wondering what's up with you tonight."
He heaved a sigh and reached up to shove his hair out of his face. "Nothing, really—"
"Bullshit."
"—it's just…" Another sigh, this time more frustrated. He could feel the impulse to answer honestly, but he didn't know why he was fighting it as hard as he was, or why he kept looking for an excuse to cast the truth into the abyss again. He dragged his lower lip through his teeth and thumped his head back against the headrest, eyes closed, that shard shifting a little deeper.
"Look, I don't..." he started again. "I don't know how to do this shit, alright? I'm bad at it; I'm genuinely bad at it." He gestured vaguely with both hands, trying to summon something more than just panic and insecurity from thin air. "The only person I've ever felt right with was Finn, and he's always been here, so we just sort of figured it out together. But now there's you three, and I feel—I'm starting to feel—the same way, and I don't know how to... show that, how to break even. I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't want to be the piece that makes this all fall apart."
It was a hell of a lot more than he'd planned on saying, but once he started, he couldn't stop the words from pouring out of him. By the time he'd caught his breath and lowered his hand from where it was clutching the neckline of his hoodie, Rhea had leaned forward into the space between the seats, her hand resting on his upper arm. Damian reached out too, fingers encircling JD's wrist as his thumb brushed softly over the face of the bracelet—a gesture that carried more than enough intent for him to understand.
"Maybe part of your problem is feeling like you have to break even in the first place," Damian said, his voice softer and gentler now, though it still rang with a tone that suggested this should have been obvious. "It's not about keeping score; you don't have to do anything to earn our affection—not now, not ever. It's there; you've got it." He tapped the bracelet with his thumb, then slid his hand around to trace JD's wrist with his fingertips. "And we're all still figuring it out. Trust me, it was bumpy in a few places when this all started; it still is sometimes. But that's just how things are. If you want it badly enough, you work through it."
JD hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned his hand over, palm-up, watching with a spark of amazement as Damian laced their fingers together and squeezed. It was such a simple gesture—so small, so ordinary—but it carried a weight of its own. It was the first time they'd ever done that, and yet it felt familiar already—the weight of his palm, the calluses on his fingertips. He drew in a slow breath and nodded, then turned his gaze back up towards Damian's face.
He wasn't sure what it was that Damian saw there, but he almost immediately pulled back, flipped the center console up, and reached out to place his hand on the back of JD's neck, dragging him forward with a soft "Goddammit, c'mere, kid." It was awkward; the seatbelt bit into the side of his neck, but he didn't care. His arms slid around Damian's torso, hands clutched in the back of his jacket, and his face buried against his shoulder. His breath shuddered softly, muffled by leather and solid flesh.
"If you need a place to start," Damian said, almost in a whisper, though he was sure both Rhea and Dom could hear it from the back, "start by telling us what you need, when you need it. Don't let it get this bad. We've all got you, and we've all got each other. That's how it works."
"Okay," JD murmured.
Damian pulled back, his hand at JD's jaw, and his head tipped down just enough to look him in the eyes under the veil of errant curls. "Familia, yeah?"
"Yeah."
"And," Rhea added, thrumming her fingers softly against his shoulder, "if you ever feel like you're getting in your own way, come talk to one of us."
"Or all of us," Dom said.
"Or all of us," Rhea agreed.
He nodded and scrubbed hastily at his cheek with the cuff of his sleeve as he sank back in his seat. Anything he might have said was caught behind a lump in his throat, but that sharp prickle of anxiety had vanished from the back of his mind, leaving behind little more than a faint buzz of residual nerves and a warmth he was fairly certain had nothing to do with the heating vents. Damian twisted back into his seat, and Rhea gave his shoulder a quick squeeze before she fell back against Dom, who wrapped his arm around her waist and peered over her shoulder at her phone again.
There was a lull, a trickle of silence. JD sniffed. Damian cleared his throat.
"So are we getting food, or what?" Damian asked.
"If you two would shut the fuck up for ten seconds, I'd have told you that we found a place." Rhea rolled her eyes, overdramatic, but handed her phone over, so Damian could enter the address into the on-screen navigation.
He passed the phone back over his shoulder to her when he was done, shifted the van into gear, and started the winding journey out of the garage. The glitter of streetlamps was a lot more pleasant than the waxy yellow lights and dingy cement, and JD let himself relax a little against the window, keeping the three of them in his peripheral. It wasn't until they stopped at a red light that he felt Damian's hand slide over the armrest, fingers splayed and his palm resting upward. He looked up, meeting Damian's gaze with a smile as he tangled their fingers together again.
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Let JD join the judgment day challenge 💜
Summary: The reader and Jordan have been dating in secret for a while. But when Damian goes off on Jordan for trying to help out the Judgment Day, the secret gets exposed.
The hotel room is silent while you work on your makeup in the bathroom. You can hear the faint sound of the muted TV in the other room as well as some faint shuffling about from Jordan.
"Y/N, sweetheart, are you done yet?" Jordan pokes his head in the bathroom impatiently.
"Almost." You assure him as you pick up your eyelash curler. "You're lucky that you're not with Rhea. That wannabe goth takes so fucking long to do her makeup, I swear." You add. "You know I let her borrow one of my favorite expensive mascaras once and she used damn near the whole tube? It was a new one as well."
Jordan chuckles and leans in the doorway to watch you finish up. "Awe, you look good either way, love." He teases you. "Though the stuff does make those pretty eyes of yours pop." He grins at you.
"Okay!" You giggle and begin cleaning up all of your supplies. "Well, I'm glad that someone appreciates all this work."
Jordan grins at you with that charming smile of his and pushes off the doorframe. He steps forward and traps you against himself and the counter. Hands placed delicately on your hips, Jordan leans forward and kisses you gently.
"I'll see you at the show, love." Jordan sets his forehead on yours gently.
Being a member of Judgment Day with your cousin Finn, you spend most of Raw and Smackdown helping Rhea keep the boys in line. You started dating Jordan when he came up from NXT, but you haven't told anyone about it yet. Not even Finn.
"Mhm. Stay out of trouble, Jordan. Please." You remind him before he leaves.
"I'll try. No promises though." Jordan jokes with a wink.
You laugh and shake your head as the hotel room door closes. With Jordan now gone, you just need to grab your bag and wait for Finn to pick you up.
You aren't waiting for long when someone knocks on the door. You answer the knock and find Damian instead of your cousin.
"Damian?" You freeze in the doorway with a puzzled look on your face. "Where's Finn at?" You ask him.
"Finn had something to help Dom with." Damian answers you. "So I came to get you instead." He explains.
You shift on your heels with a nod. "Oh, alright. Let's go then." You grab the doorknob and close the door behind you.
You and Damian head out to the arena for Raw in silence. Being in the Judgement Day mostly for Finn, you aren't that close with Anyone else in the group. Especially not Damian.
"Rhea is still out with that shoulder thing," Damian informs you as you're both walking into the arena.
"Okay." You nod. "Good riddance if you ask me." You mumble to yourself.
Damian looks at you with narrowed eyes but doesn't reply. The two of you arrive at the locker room and find Finn already there with Dominick.
"Y/N, hey, lass." Finn greets you as you come through the door. "Sorry, I couldn't grab you from the hotel like usual. Dom needed my help with something." He apologizes for his absence.
"It's alright, Finn." You shrug and take a seat in an empty chair.
Everyone hangs out and mingles for a while until Raw starts. Dominick decides that since Rhea isn't around, he should be the one to guide the group. He suggests that everyone go out and punk out Jey Uso and Cody Rhodes who happen to be kicking off the show out in the ring.
"Why? So we can start more drama that we don't need?" You protest with a scoff.
"Now, come on, Y/N," Finn replies. "Dominick has a point. If we're going to stay on top then we can't let anyone get away with stuff like that."
You cross your arms and roll your eyes at your cousin. "Whatever. If we're going to go out there then we'd better do it now. Before it's too late." You get to your feet and stomp toward the door.
Everyone files out to the ring and Dominick begins his assault on Jey. Finn takes out Cody and everything is going smoothly. That is until Sami and Kevin decide to come out and help their friends. Chaos ensues in the ring and you find yourself struggling to stay out of the carnage happening all around you.
You do your best to stay out of the way while also making a point not to seem weak. Kevin Owens almost ends up barreling into you while he's going after Dominick and suddenly you spot Jordan running down the ramp with a steel chair wielded in his hands.
"Y/N! " Jordan rushes past the ensemble of fighting men and to your side. "Are you alright, love?" He checks up on you.
"I'm alright, Jordan." You nod and step behind him, grateful to have a buffer between yourself and the fighting.
The chaos in the ring begins to die down and ends with Judgement Day retreating backstage. But in all the confusion, Damian gets stuck in the ring with your adversaries. No one notices Damian's absence until everyone is backstage.
"Thanks for the help, Jordan." Finn pats his former mentee on the back.
"Yeah, thanks, Jordan." You smile at him but remain casual.
Jordan nods. "Happy to help." He smiles at you and Finn.
You watch as Finn and Jordan fall into a lighthearted conversation. You love seeing them getting along like the friends they used to be. Jordan has been helping out Judgement Day where he can on your behalf without raising too many suspicions. And you've been dropping subtly hints to Finn that Jordan should be allowed to join the group.
Finn and Jordan are still chatting when suddenly the locker room door swings open violently. Damian storms into the room in a fuming rage and makes a B-line for Jordan. In his blind rage, you watch Damian pick up a chair and toss it at the wall before getting into Jordan's face.
"What in the hell was that!" Damian confronts Jordan. "You aren't a member of this group! So why in the hell are you always around!" He fumes.
"Damian!" You shoulder past Finn and over to Priest as he continues to get in Jordan's face. "That's enough!" You snap at him and attempt to wedge yourself between the two of them.
Damian looks down at you with wild eyes, but you stand your ground to protect Jordan. "Move out of the way, Y/N." He demands.
"Fuck you!" You snap back at him. "Now back off!"
"Y/N," Finn replies in a calm tone, wanting to end the conflict before it escalates any further.
Your anger gets the best of you and you shake your head. "No! I am not going to let him puff his chest out at me like some brute. All Jordan was doing was trying to help. So get off his fucking case, Priest." You glare up at him, showing no signs of fear or remorse for your words.
"What the hell is it to you?" Damian sneers. "What? Are you fucking the guy or something?" He scoffs at you in a demeaning and judgemental tone.
"Fuck you!" You huff and smack Priest across the face.
The slap is enough to get Finn involved in the argument. He quickly jumps between you and Priest, just in case Priest feels the need to retaliate.
Damian puts his hand up to his cheek and stares at you over Finn's shoulder with cold eyes. Finn remains in front of you and tries once more to be civil about the whole situation. "Damian, man, that was uncalled for." Finn shakes his head. "Y/N shouldn't have hit you. But come on, mate."
"Oh, he's a big boy, Finn." You growl. "He'll get over it. And if he doesn't? Well like I said, fuck you, Priest." You snap at him again.
"What in the hell is your problem?" Damian snaps back at you.
"Right now? Right now, you're my fucking problem!" You huff and point an accusing finger at him. "Getting in my boyfriend's face for just trying to be a good guy and help out, is my problem." The words fly out of your mouth without a thought.
Your eyes widen when you've realized what you've said. You clamp a hand over your mouth and hear Jordan curse under his breath behind you.
"I knew it!" Damian scoffs. "You are sleeping with him."
"Yeah, I am. So what?" You finally just outwardly admit the relationship.
Finn turns around and looks at you with disappointment in his eyes. "Y/N. Why didn't you tell me?" He asks you.
"I'm sorry, Finn." You bite the inside of your cheek. "With everything going on, I was afraid that you'd be mad. I wanted to get Jordan into the group before we told anyone." You explain.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too, mate," Jordan adds sheepishly.
Finn shakes his head and lets out a heavy sigh. "It's alright." He assures you and Jordan. "And for the record, I would have been fine with it." He adds.
"Really?" You're a bit surprised by Finn's response.
Jordan grabs your hand gently, happy that neither of you has to hide your feelings anymore. But Damian is still pissed off.
"Well? Are you going to tell him to get lost already, Finn?" Damian asks Finn. "Or does he get a pass just because he's doing your cousin?"
"Alright! That's it!" Jordan steps in front of you, tired of hearing Damian badmouth you.
"Jordan, no." You grab his arm. "It's alright. Just let it go."
At the same time, Finn grits his teeth and defends you on Jordan's behalf. "Damian! Get out! Go blow off some steam, mate. And don't even think of coming back until you feel like you're not going to bash on my cousin. Or Jordan." He points a finger toward the door. "Rhea may be the fan favorite right now. But I'm still the leader of this group."
Damian huffs and storms out of the room, slamming the door on the way out. Dominick sits in silence on the other side of the room, already writing out a lengthy text to Rhea about all this drama.
"I would have kicked his arse, you know?" Jordan relaxes for the first time since Damian came crashing into the room.
"I know, babe." You giggle and kiss his cheek.
"You're welcome, by the way." Finn coughs with a hint of an amused smile.
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I am begging please write a finndamian fic where Damian is jealous Jealous of jd like ready to beat his ass in the ring jealous because he’s always around Finn and Finn seems to Like jd around to the point he defends jd n not Damian n it’s just a lot of jealous Damian (sucker for it) that ends in Finn or Damian just like exploding everything coming out and then u know ends with damianfinn .. I just think the way u somewhat explored it in ur rhea x reader fic was beautiful and I need more of it and especially because the way Damian gets on raw abt jd like when Finn thanked jd during that one segment and Damian had the most dramatic eye roll or how every time jds around Damian’s angrily like “why is he even here” or when jd TALKS to damian n he looks ready to punch his face in and I just want the inside of Damian’s jealous mind sprawled out in a fic u write u know I mean obviously you don’t have to but ur a mastermind to ME ! Sorry this is all rushed I just am a sucker for finndamian n jealous!damian (jealous!finn too tbh but we r getting sm jealous!damian it never leaves my mind) I hope this somewhat makes sense to you 😭😭😭
Thank you so much for the lovely compliments! I can do that!
The following is the first section of a 3-part Finn Balor x jealous!Damian Priest ficlet, My M.O. (Missed Opportunity). Anyone can let me know if you’d like to be added to the tag list for the next two sections!
Warnings for this section: Rejection-sensitive dysphoria, jealousy
My M.O. (Missed Opportunity) (Part 1/3): 200 KM/H In The Fastlane
"No me toques, cabron," Damian snapped as JD McDonagh tried to help steady him, JD flinching away at the command, "You've done too much already."
"I'm so-" JD began to apologize for accidentally hitting the limping man with his own briefcase in front of a live audience.
"Don't care!" Damian yelled, grunting as he lifted himself up onto the exam table, ignoring the worried looks from the other members of the Judgment Day that surrounded him as he continued, "Just leave."
JD immediately looked over at Finn, who looked back and forth between Damian and JD. The latter sighed, turning and slowly walking away from the Judgment Day.
Seeing this, Finn gave Damian a fleeting look of apology before hurrying to catch up with the dejected man. As much as Damian's leg hurt, watching Finn decide to go after JD hurt more.
“Like I don’t even matter,” Damian muttered to himself.
Rhea looked like she wanted to say something, but the medic walked in, followed by two people wheeling in a portable x-ray machine. Dominik gave Damian a pat on the shoulder before moving out of the way, but nothing could make Damian feel any better about his current situation. Wounded by the man who took Finn from him - on the night he needed to cash in, with the very suitcase JD gave to him as a show of camaraderie. What a joke, Damian thought.
Damian winced as he moved his leg to the position the medic instructed and did his best to remain still for the x-ray, despite his blood boiling. Ever since JD McDonagh showed his face and started sticking his nose in Judgment Day business, nothing seemed to go right for Damian. Even his timing was terrible; Damian had planned on talking to Finn about the way he had been feeling the night JD first started interfering. It had taken him days to work up the courage to talk about-
But it didn’t matter now. Finn stopped hanging out with Damian before and after shows, Finn’s time now being consumed by whatever he and his “old friend” did together. Nothing hurt quite like a man he had once considered his best friend never mentioning this “friend” he seemed to like so much more than Damian. Now, every time he saw JD McDonagh's face, Damian saw the life he could be having right now, with Finn - and it felt like it was hundreds of miles away.
The moment Damian limped out the door - having been told his bones were intact, but he still needed to go easy on his leg - his eyes landed on JD, Finn close behind him.
“Not in the mood, blanquito,” Damian growled as JD opened his mouth.
“You two stay civil while Dom and I bring the car around,” Rhea ordered, walking between JD and Damian on her way through the parking lot.
“Just wanted to apologize,” JD muttered under his breath.
“No va a cambiar nada,” Damian spat, feeling a deep ache in his chest as he caught a glance of Finn putting his hand on JD’s shoulder before looking out into the parking lot instead.
“Look, Damian,” Finn began, making the man he was addressing look him dead in the eyes.
“I’m sick of this!” Damian exploded, “Stop defending him!” - Damian couldn’t stop himself from gripping Finn by both arms as he kept shouting - “Que estás haciendo con el? He’s just some guy!”
“He’s my friend!” Finn replied, angry, but mostly confused, “He’s important to me!”
“And I’m not?” Damian yelled, wincing as Finn shook off Damian’s grip and he had to put more of his weight on his injured leg.
“Fuck, sorry-“ Finn said, moving back closer to Damian to try and give him something to lean on.
“Save it,” Damian stopped him with one hand, having already found his balance again. Then, seeing Finn look a bit hurt, he added, “But thanks.”
Rhea soon pulled up the Judgment Day’s rental car as close as she could to the curb, Dominik lounging in the passenger’s seat next to her.
“That’s my ride,” Damian said to Finn, limping toward the back seats, “Y no voy a sentarme con tu novio, so don’t even ask if he can come with.”
[end part one of three]
Part 2/3: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/730942190172454912/my-mo-missed-opportunity-part-23-a
#wwe fanfiction#the judgment day#finn balor#finn balor x damian priest#damian priest#finn balor x jd mcdonagh#jd mcdonagh#rhea ripley#dominik mysterio#specialinterestshows presents#my m.o. (missed opportunity)#requests
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Monster- Solo Sikoa #3
Solo Sikoa x Aphrodite Smith
Warnings: Swear words!
Word Count: 1128
A/N: Hi everybody this is Monster (the first fic/request I wrote on my main acc) except it is all individual wrestlers so that way I can write for a different person and this time the person at play is JD McDonagh (aka McFunkopop)
Nyla Gunn is the ring name!!
Aphrodite’s entrance song when she’s a face
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Aphrodite's entrance song when she's a heel
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Aphrodite’s hair, makeup, and outfit when she’s a face
Aphrodite’s hair, makeup, and outfit when she’s a heel
(The black hair isn’t her hair color it’s just for the makeup, she has white hair, and her outfit is black)
“Michael, Solo Sikoa is awaiting his partner. Who is this mysterious diva” Wade Barrett shouted into the mic an intrigued tone filling his voice. Just when Michael was going to speak music blasted through the arena. Who was partnering with Solo Sikoa?
“It’s the newbie making her debut tonight, it’s Nyla Gunn! Why would they put her with Solo Sikoa?” Michael Cole asked with a tone of confusion in his voice. Aphrodite did her entrance and ran down the ramp toward the ring. She got into the ring and she saw Judgement Day and she saw her boyfriend JD McDonagh. The bell rang and everyone started fighting. Rhea was about to hit Solo with the Riptide when Aphrodite tagged Solo in and started attacking Rhea. Aphrodite caught Rhea off guard by super-kicking her and hitting her with the Riptide.
“OMG! NO FUCKING WAY! NYLA GUNN JUST HIT RHEA RIPLEY WITH HER OWN DAMN MOVE! THE RIPTIDE!!” Michael and Wade shouted into their mics with excitement and joy. Aphrodite went for the pin. 1, 2, 3…. Aphrodite did it. Aphrodite won her debut match against the Women’s World Champion. Aphrodite crouched down to a hurt Rhea Ripley in the ring and she softly whispered “Sorry girl.” Then she hopped out of the ring with a smile on her face. The fans cheered her on her way back to Gorilla.
“Hello everyone! I’m Kayla Braxton and right now I’m joined by the newbie who killed it in her debut match Nyla Gunn! Welcome, so we just watched you do an incredible job in your debut match and you pinned the Women’s World Champion Rhea Ripley! Tell us how you feel! How was it?” Kayla asked. “Well if I’m being honest Kayla, I feel amazing. I loved it. I love feeling the rush of being in the ring, especially with people like the Usos, Solo Sikoa and Rhea Ripley. I’m glad my debut was successful. I love the energy of the fans.” Aphrodite spoke feeling every single emotion ooze throughout her body. “And cut! Great job Kayla and Aphrodite.” Kayla and Aphrodite waved bye and just as she was about to leave to go to her locker room she sees Solo Sikoa and Solo says “Heyyyy…” “Aphrodite. My name is Aphrodite” “Aphrodite, thanks for tagging me in and saving my ass from the eradicator Rhea ‘Bloody’ Ripley. You new here?” Aphrodite said “Yea. I used to be an independent wrestler but I’ve never wrestled for WWE so yea today was my debut match.” Aphrodite explained flashing a smile. Solo stopped listening cause he was looking at Aphrodite’s icy blue eyes as if he was getting lost in them instantly.
“I wanted to know if you wanted to come to dinner with me so we can celebrate our win and congratulate you on your debut match if that’s alright with you?” Solo asked flashing a smile. “To celebrate? No one naturally asks me to celebrate with them 'cause it’s more of a personal thing for them.” Aphrodite whispered softly. “Maybe we could even call our little get-together a date, 'cause you’re really pretty… well that’s if you’re not seeing anyone at the moment!” Solo said as panic rushed across his face like the blood rushes through his veins. Aphrodite lightly punched him in his arms. “Sorry Solo, I’m gonna have to take a rain check. I’m seeing someone but some other time works. I gotta go.” She left and Solo backed off.
~Time skip 3 weeks after her debut where she catches JD cheating~
Aphrodite had woken up in the guest bedroom with all of her stuff packed but she didn’t know why. She got up and took a shower before going to her room to ask JD why her stuff was in the guest bedroom when she walked in on JD and Rhea making love. Angry she packed her clothes and everything she needed and stormed out of the house. She put her bags in the car and drove to the arena cause she needs to talk to Stephanie. Once at the arena she gets out and grabs her wrestling bag and goes into the arena pissed off.
She sees Solo and he says “Oh hey Aphrodite! How are you doing?” Aphrodite doesn’t answer and walks past Solo shoving him and goes to Stephanie’s office. Once out of Stephanie’s office, she goes to a vacant locker room, and when she sees JD she attacks him backstage in Gorilla. She screams at him “You’re a piece of fucking shit. I hope you enjoy Rhea ‘Bloody’ Ripley. Give her this.” She takes off the promise ring and steps on it. Breaking it under her foot. Aphrodite gets pulled off of JD by Rhea. Rhea wants to face her and Aphrodite accepts. Aphrodite goes to her locker room when she hears a knock on her door.
She opens it to see Solo. She motions for him to come in and she gives Solo some ice and says “Sorry for the shove. Why are you here?” Aphrodite asked in a bitchy heel tone. Solo says “I came to check on you. Are you ok?” He asked concerned about her. Aphrodite says “I’ve never been better baby. Now if you don’t mind I have to get ready for a match you ain’t the only one to witness the craziness that’s about to happen. You are staying with me at ringside. Now can you please leave I have to finish getting ready. Oh, you are finally getting your date. I’m single now.” A smile grew on Solo's face as he left. When Aphrodite was done she went to the ring and she unleashed the monster that JD had just created.
Once she won the match. She did her interview and she explained that JD cheated on her and created this monster that was waiting to be unleashed. Solo grew furious finding out the news but Aphrodite told him don’t worry about Judgement Day. Solo took Aphrodite on a date to celebrate and he got to know her a little bit better. She drove to his house in her car and they relaxed watching TV. Aphrodite said “I haven’t had that much fun in a long time. I really enjoyed myself. I want a second date. We should do this all the time!!” Solo smirked and started grinning he said “Yea. Maybe I’ll get showered with kisses on the second date!” which made Aphrodite laugh and she punched him softly in his chest.
-I hope you guys enjoyed this. Feel free to send your requests in my inbox. Love you guys <333.
#kayla braxton#solo sikoa#solo sikoa fanfiction#solo sikoa fic#solo sikoa x reader#solo sikoa x oc#solo sikoa fluff
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I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner but it came to me the other day and I just had to write it down. A wee fic to dip my toe back into the Valetverse again.
When Hell Froze Over
Characters - Seth Rollins, CM Punk, Drew McIntyre, others mentioned
AU - Valetverse (created by Syreina)
Rating - Mature
Warnings - Swearing
Words - ~1,577 words
Background Info - In a world where women no longer exist, society is split into two; dominants (the ruling class) and valets (who possess the 'inualidus chromosome' that allows them to bear children). Stripped of basic human rights, valets are expected to be entirely subservient to the dominants that claim them and few are prized higher than the valets of the WWE. Seth Rollins and CM Punk are both such valets and are married to Roman Reigns and The Undertaker, respectively.
Summary - Seth Rollins had it all and was convinced nobody could take it away from him. Until the static hit!
***Please note; the author of this fic is a Punk girlie (ng) so everything written here, including the hate, is done with loving affection. I have no problem with Punk haters interacting, so long as we all keep it civil. Thank you!😘***
He was the Visionary! He was the Revolutionary! He was Seth Freakin' Rollins!
And he was on top of the world!
Standing in the cage, he closed his eyes and savoured the sound of the crowd chanting the sweeping notes of his entrance music long after the TitanTron had gone quiet, waving his arms to encourage them to carry on and on and on. Precious gold hung heavy around his waist, the World Heavyweight Championship, symbolising his position as the top dog on Monday Night Raw. The headliner, the main-eventer, the face of the brand. Even backstage, he was looked up to and respected, acknowledged by all as the valet locker-room leader.
Meanwhile his husband Roman Reigns, the Tribal Chief and dominant locker-room leader, was making headlines with his historic reign as the Undisputed WWE Universal Champion over on Smackdown, proving once and for all that he was the Head of the Table, while his other husband, fellow valet and recently re-branded Jon Moxley, was dominating the 'other company' with his faction, the brutal Blackpool Combat Club.
The Shield may no longer exist in paper, but nobody could deny their stranglehold on the current wrestling landscape. Sweeter still, nobody came close to challenging them for it.
Not even the Judgement Day! Chasing their newest runt, JD McDonagh to the top of the cage, Seth and his team mate, Sami Zayn, grabbed hold of their foe. Ignoring his pleas for mercy, they threw him towards a waiting Randy Orton below who executed a picture perfect RKO to finish off the Irishman, adding him to the list of his fallen brothers. All it took was a Cross Rhodes for Cody to metaphorically cut off the head of their leader, Damian Priest, and going in for the pin, the ref counted the one, two, three.
The bell rang and the crowd went wild for their victory. Grinning from ear-to-ear, Seth lapped up the applause, his body wracked with the pain and exertion of the brutal War Games match. Below him, Cody was embracing his husband, Randy, who had triumphantly returned from an eighteen month absence due to a back injury. Seth gazed warmly at the happy pair but beneath his smile, his cogs were already turning. Randy was no push-over in the ring, and Cody, the prodigal son, had a way with the crowd that almost rivalled his own. They were potential threats, ones that could prove dangerous in the future. However, as of that moment in time, they were on the same team and on the same wavelength. Seth wasn't worried. He was too engrossed in relishing his fresh victory, cherishing the noise of adoration from the WWE Universe.
And then the static hit!
Somehow the noise grew, a jet engine roaring in his ear.
'No! No fucking way!'
And there he was! Sauntering in with a plain white shirt and the smuggest grin on his face. As if he had any business being there at all!
CM Punk! Phil fucking Calaway, himself!
Seth couldn't believe his eyes, this couldn't be happening. Punk was finished, washed up, done! He'd been fired from that pissant company, branded a thug, a bully, a locker-room cancer. He'd had his character, his reputation and legacy dragged so viciously in the dirt that he'd never clean his slate again. Never!
So, how the fuck was this happening?
Seth saw red! Pushing back his stunned teammates, he stomped out the cage door, heading for the ramp. His path was blocked by refs and production crew, sensing the rage pulsing through the champion's veins. Seth didn't care. He saw the so-called Best in the World posturing at the entranceway, taking selfies with fans, teasing them with taps on his wristwatch.
And they were lapping it all up! They should have booed him out of the building like they were doing on those other shows, blowing the roof off with chants of 'CM Sucks! CM Sucks!' Not welcoming him back with open arms like some conquering hero. This wasn't fair! This wasn't right!
He had walked out on them nearly ten years ago. He had abandoned them all; the company, the valet division, the fans, even those that needed him most. Right when they'd finally given him the ball, he'd dropped it and never looked back. Not only that but he had done everything in his power to tear it all down since.
So now, he could just... walk back in?
NO! He wasn't having it! Not in his company!
'Woah, woah! Easy there.' He had more people around him now; Cody and Sami, even Michael Cole and Corey Graves had left the commentary table to try and calm Seth down, force him back. It only ignited the fire further.
It was all caught on a fan's mobile phone. How he had repeatedly stuck up his middle fingers at Punk, swearing bloody murder at him with the foulest language he could muster. It would become viral, as much a talking point of that night as the return that proved hell had truly frozen over.
CM Punk was back in the WWE.
While everything else; the War Games match, the victory, even Orton's return all fell away into the background.
Even for Seth, who now had only one focus, one vision. Hearing Punk spew his empty apologies, prattling on about conquering his white whale of main-eventing Wrestlemania, saying that he was finally 'home' before signing that dotted line that tied him to the red brand - Seth's brand! - caused that wrath inside of him to bubble into a boiling froth until he could stand it no longer.
His music hit and he stormed out to the ring. Standing toe-to-toe with his former friend, now his bitter enemy, he stared down the older valet without fear. Eyeing up the deeper lines in his face, the grey in his beard, the new scars marring his skin. Behind those pursed lips, he knew a tooth was missing. Punk had changed in so many ways.
But so had Seth. He was no longer the kitten, and he had outgrown the Architect. He was now the veteran, the top guy, the champion, and Punk was beneath him in every way possible.
'Don't you dare call this place your home!' Seth warned the older man. 'This is my home! This is our home and I will do everything in my power to protect it from people like you!'
Punk looked on, his arms crossed across his chest, blinking slowly like a bored cat. Never once making a move to grab a mic himself.
'I'm going to say this plainly, with every fibre of my being,' he paused, ensuring he could see the look on Punk's face as he uttered, 'I hate you!' It stung him, the older valet ducking his head. 'The truth always comes out, pal, and I know, you know, everybody here knows... this is your last chance.' Another pause, letting the significance of his words set in. 'So one of two things is gonna happen; you either expose yourself and self-destruct like you always do. Or if, by some miracle, you have changed, and you've got any gas left in this old tank? Maybe one day you'll be lucky enough to stand across the ring from me, in a World Heavyweight Championship match and then I will expose you for the fraud that you are!'
Finally, finally, Punk grabbed a microphone and Seth readied himself. The other valet was notorious on the mic, it had been what had propelled him above the rest, that had broken down barriers and glass ceilings, that had changed the entire culture of wrestling as a whole. He knew that whatever was coming his way was bound to be brutal.
'Are you done?' the older man asked, patronisingly. Seth tried to keep calm, hide his ire. 'That's your one free pass to stand here and speak to me disrespectfully without me coming after you.' Pass? A free pass? Seth didn't need a fucking free pass! But he had no time to argue back as Punk went on, announcing that he was entering the Royal Rumble. 'And when CM Punk wins, maybe, Seth, it's you, he's coming after!'
The confrontation was over, and even though by all standards, it should have been another victory for Seth, it felt hollow. What good was winning a war of words when his enemy refused to fight?
But he was coming for him, he knew that for certain now. He wanted that main event at Wrestlemania, he wanted that shot at the World Heavyweight Championship.
He couldn't let that happen.
But then, as a Scottish poet once said, "the best laid schemes o' mice an' men, gang aft a-gley." Seth injured his knee a few weeks later. He would not be able to fulfil his promise himself.
So he took inspiration from another Scot...
There had been another who was equally enraged at Punk's return. That same night, at Survivor Series, he had stormed out when Cult of Personality hit. A towering, hulking brute who had grown jaded and angry. Who had a knack for putting other superstars on the shelf. Another, who had entered his name into the Royal Rumble.
'Drew McIntyre,' Seth accosted the Scottish Warrior backstage.
'What do you want?' the huge dominant snarled down at him.
Seth was unfazed. 'I believe we both have a common enemy.' McIntyre's eyes narrowed, a sparkle of intrigue in the intense blues. Seth knew then and there that he had the dominant's attention. 'You say you want to redeem yourself?'
He leant in close, whispering conspiratorially.
'How would you like to be the saviour of Wrestlemania?'
Tags; @my-intrests @selamat-linting
#Thlayli-writes#wrestling fanfiction#wwe fan fiction#seth rollins#cm punk#drew mcintyre#survivor series#cm return#ficlet#valetverse au
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Crazy lol
You guys can call me crazy or whatever but in the poly fic that I'm writing Amelia who's JD McDonagh's (aka JD McFunkopop) girlfriend let's just say when she was 18 she adopted 20 kids and was pregnant with her and JD's daughter Kassi making it 21 kids and all of her kids wrestle except for Kassi because she's only 4.
Is that crazy or is it just my ADHD making me come up with crazy ideas
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Masterlist
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The Lost Boys
Paul
Dwayne
Poly Lost Boys
Edgar Frog
The Breakfast Club
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John Bender
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The Outsiders
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Two-Bit Mathews
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Ferris Buellers Day Off
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Fast Times at Ridgemont High
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Better Off Dead
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Weird Science
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Wyatt Donnelly
Dream A Little Dream
Dinger Holfield
Bill and Teds Excellent Adventure
Bill S. Preston Esquire
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Cant Buy Me Love
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Just One of the Guys
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Dead Poets Society
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Earth Girls are Easy
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Combat Academy
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Waynes World
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Austin Powers
Austin Powers
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Good Will Hunting
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10 Things I Hate About You
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My Bodyguard
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Stand and Deliver
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Something Wild
Ray Sinclair
Three O’Clock High
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Intruder
Randy
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Dazed and Confused
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Ladybugs
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Sticks
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Twister
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Stand by me
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School Ties
Rip Van Kelt
Chris Reece
The Untouchables
Eliot Ness
The Godfather
Tom Hagen
(Young) Vito Corleone
(Old) Vito Corleone
Goodfellas
Henry Hill
Little Shop of Horrors
Seymour Krelborn
Newsies
Specs
Near Dark
Severen
Friday the 13th
Jason Voorhees
Scream
Billy Loomis
Poly Billy and Stu
Stu Macher
The Craft
Nancy Downs
Hocus Pocus
Max Dennison
Thackery Binx
Beetlejuice
Lydia Deetz
Adam Maitland
The Crow
Eric Draven
Ghostbusters
Ray Stantz
Aliens
Bishop
An American Werewolf in London
Jack Goodman
Sleepaway Camp
Ricky Thomas
Re-animator
Herbert West
Silence of the Lambs
Clarice Starling
Fright Night
Jerry Dandridge
Candyman
Daniel Robitaille
The Evil Dead
Ash Williams
Sabrina the Teenage Witch
Harvey Kinkle
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Spike
Full Metal Jacket
Sgt. Hartman
Joker
Animal Mother
Pyle
Preference~ the boys with an s/o whose ex stalks them
Grease
Kenickie
Labyrinth
Jareth
Total Recall
Douglas Quaid
Requested “Would Includes” and Imagines/Fics~
Darry falling for Johnny’s sister
Allison Reynolds dating a shy nerdy girl
Starting a family with Cameron Frye
Making out with Cameron Frye
Cameron Frye comforting you when you’re upset
Getting drunk with the Ferris Bueller crew
Gary Wallace dating a tall girl
George Mcfly with a dominant flirty s/o
Comforting and being comforted by Will Hunting
Will Hunting having a crush on you
Being apart of the good will hunting gang
Armand with a virgin s/o (including nsfw)
Lestat and Louis dating a girl who loves horror movies
Making out with Duckie Dale
Duckie Dale cheering you up
Cliff having a crush on you
Making out with Cliff
Making out with Bryce
Bryce having a crush on you
The Lost Boys with an s/o having an anxiety attack + fighting depression
The Lost Boys with a sweet and innocent s/o
The Lost Boys with a curvy mate
The Lost Boys fighting with their mates
The Lost Boys dating a shy short girl
The Lost Boys taking care of you when you’re hurt
Getting drunk with the Lost Boys would include
David x Laddies older sister
Making out with Edgar Frog
Being Married to Archie Costello
Going to the beach with Archie Costello
Making out with Archie Costello
Darrys girlfriend landing a job at a local cafe as a singer
Making out with Kenneth Wurman
Being Cindys friend and Ronalds crush
Harold Sherbico having a crush
Kim Kelly dating her polar opposite
Neil Perry dating an artist
Making out with Charlie Dalton
Jealous Charlie Dalton
Jealous Knox Overstreet
A study date with Steven Meeks
Spending the winter season with Neil Perry
Comforting Charlie Dalton after he gets expelled
The dead poets walking in on Charlie and his secret, shy girlfriend
Simon Boggs having a crush on Laneys friend
Faking It-Cindy Mancini falling for the girl who paid her to be her friend
Spike having a crush on you
Steff McKee having a crush on you
Marko having a crush on you
David having a crush on you
Paul having a crush on you
Dwayne having a crush on you
Dwayne x vampire reader who dresses like Stevie Nicks
Making out with Keith Nelson
Meat having a crush on Peewees sister
Admit it- Mickey Jarvis and his future s/o having crushes on each other
Being a part of team USA and meeting Adam and Charlie
Dwayne Robertson having a crush on you
Sleepover with Bill and Ted (including nsfw)
Being pregnant with Ted Logans child
Starring in the schools Romeo and Juliet with Ted Logan
Ted Logan asking you to be his valentine
Spending Valentines day with Steff McKee
Spending Valentines day with Steven Meeks
Spending Valentines day with Keith Nelson
Spending your first Valentines day with Bryce
Wishing I Was Her (Nick Andopolis)
If You Want Out Just Say It (Ace Merrill)
Going on the Ferris adventure
Going on your own adventure with Cameron Frye
Making out with Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd
Travelling back in time with Marty McFly
Tommy Devito dating a chubby artist
Years Gone By (Michael Corleone)
Sonny Corleone dating his opposite
Phillipe Gaston x reader~ Fairy Tale
Being Fulton's sister and Dating Dean Portman
Comforting Todd when he’s upset
Being married to Bill S. Preston Esquire
Being married to Ted Logan
Spending Halloween/October with Knox Overstreet
Making out with Knox
A will they, won’t they relationship with Seth Brundle
Falling in love with Edward Scissorhands
Dwayne Hicks with an Android!Technician s/o
Private Joker dating an artist
Jareth falling in love with you
Being married to Matt Hooper and going to Amity
The way you make me feel~ John Bender
Being in a long term relationship with JD
J.D. with a chronically ill s/o
Archie with a chronically ill s/o
Making out with Ted Logan
Archibald Craven falling in love
Andy Dufresne falling in love
Nsfw Headcanons~
Group sex with the lost boys
Sam Emerson
Threesome with Obie and Archie
Armand
Archie Costello
(sub) Archie Costello
Obie
Johnny Cade
Cameron Frye
Duckie Dale
Blane
John Bender
Randy (Intruder)
Joey Donner
Kenneth Wurman
Keith Nelson
The Dead Poets Kinks
Knox Overstreet
Charlie Dalton
Steven Meeks
Todd Anderson
Neil Perry
Gerard Pitts
John Bender taking your virginity
Louis de Pointe du Lac
Dinger Holfield
The Lost Boys
JD
Randall ‘Pink’ Floyd
Benny O’donnell
Fred O’Bannion
Cliff
Bryce
Johnny Walker
George Mcfly
Brian Moreland
(sub) Perry Barnett
Bill S. Preston Esquire
Ted Logan
Randy Meeks
Michael Emerson
Nancy Downs
Ray Stantz
Egon Spengler
Spike
Angel Guzman
Sgt. Hartman
Brad Hamilton
Douglas Quaid
Chris (night of the creeps)
Sonny Corleone with a shy, virgin s/o
George Mcfly getting jealous and being dominant
Grease Monkey (Keith Nelson smut)
Sins of the flesh and matters of the heart (David x reader + Dwayne smut)
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