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「 SUMMARY 」 — after the texas death match with hangman. swerve had developed an infatuation for pain

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], wax play, temp play, restriants, cuffing, masochist!swerve, sub!reader, dom!swerve, blood play, knife playunprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, male + female orgasms, squirting, vaginal creampie, internal cumshots

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.3k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x swerve strickland

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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he’d come to you about an hour after his match

body still pumping with adrenaline and forehead still decorated with remnants of dried and coagulated blood

both his and the cowboy’s

his mind revelled in the newfound pleasure. he enjoyed inflicting bloody punishment

but his body shuddered with a different kind of desire upon receiving

so here the two of you were

back home, immersed in the frosty tacoma weather

burning candlers freestanding, dripping hot wax onto the beside tables

an assortment of pocket knives and switchblades littered beside them

both your bodies bare and exposed for one another

“are you sure you want me to do this?” you questioned cautiously, a burning candle held between your palms the flame flickering dangerously close to your breasts

wrists bound by handcuffs, some of the wax dripping onto the metal

‘baby…” he cooed, finger dancing dangerously close to the flickering candle flame

the calloused tips of his fingers catching the flame before releasing it in quick succession, all without flinching

if that wasn’t any indication of his seriousness you weren’t sure what was

the candle flame flickered light against his chest as it did yours, a warm glow radiated onto his umber coloured skin

you could still make out the indents and scared of what once were staples petruding from his skin

from hangman and his own infliction

he guided your wrists to his chest, tilting the candle towards himself after allowing it to gather a substantial amount of hot wax at the wick

wetting his lips in anticipation

you however, held a knot of worry in your stomach, more so anxious that he was going to hurt himself

he gave a small hiss atp the hot wax met his skin, instantly hardening against his flesh

you tried to pull your wrists away in a frantic attempt to apologise

however, he held you still, letting the wax continue to build up in small peaks against his skin

an exhilierated moan fell from his lips

“fuck…” he grunted, a subtle grown through gritted teeth

“i’m sorry!-” you squeaked, pulling back your wrists, now free from his grasp.

“i’m sorry i’m hurting you-“

“no you’re not sweetheart. it feels good” he confessed through your frantic apologies

“look” he sighed, taking the candle from your grasp, pouring the remaineder of the wax onto his chest without so much as a wince of pain

the wax stuck to his skin

the larger droplets dripping down his torso, stopping and hardening just at his pelvis

a gasp caught in your throat just staring at how intoxicated with arousal he’d become

heavenly sighs parting his lips as he let his eyes flutter shut, just reveling in the pleasure

he placed the candle back into the holder on the bedside table

grabbing a switchblade to replace it

the flicking the blade open with a smirk as he brought it towards the cuffs that bound your wrist

the golden blade looked mesmerising, accompanied with a white-pearlescent handle that shimmered under the candlelight

he hooked the tip of the blade between the cuff links of the handcuffs, pulling them

the initial jolt sent you lightly smacking into his chest

not hard enough to get knicked by the blade, thankfully

without a word he handed you the switchblade, one of which you hesitantly accented

“w-what’s this for?” you questioned, genuinely clueless

“you know what it’s for baby” he reminded with a sly smirk, lightly beginning to nip at your bottom lip with hungry kisses

“y-you want me to use it on you?”

“mhm…” he hummed against your lips between parted breaths

you knew he’d always been a glutton for punishment, but never to this extent

��what if i hurt you”

“you won’t” he reassured, pulling you onto his lap

his cock throbbing against your exposed cunt

he switchblade’s handle grasped tightly between your palms

lightly beginning to trace around the intents of the staple scars

he hummed in delight, the sensation of the cold blade against his warm skin was nothing short of ethereal

he lifted your hips up, one arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the other guiding his cock into you

his tip teased the warm, soaked folds of your cunt

adoring your whimpers as he stretched you out so effortlessly

“oh shit…” you gasped, still not fully used to his size, having to wait a couple of seconds before you were fully adjusted

“good?” he questioned softly, his eyes baring nothing but love into yours

you responded with a small nod, finally getting comfortable around his size.

he manoeuvred your hands, holding the blade up to his collarbone, pressing the tip just below the indent where bone peaks against the skin

pressing down lightly, not enough to break the skin and draw blood

he wanted to allow you that honour

still you hesitated, still afraid to cause him harm

“go on” he cooed. “you wont hurt me”

his reassurance provided some comfort to your worrying mind

still you persued

pressing the tip of the switchblade into his skin, breaking the melanated flesh

he gave a small hiss, same as before

grabbing your wrist all the same as he had done previously

instead, this time dragging the blade across his collarbone, until beads of ruby liquid pooled at the surface

“fuck…” he grunted, through a euphoric moan, his hips jolting up ward into you in the process

his cock fully buried in your void

you whimpered at the sensation, never feeling so full in your life

the blade of the knife glistened with his blood

the warm crimson dripping down the blade and your wrist

his hips began moving in quick rhythmic motions, giving your no time to adjust until his was fucking you nice and deep

“more…” he motioned to the switchblade, having you peel off the layers of hardened wax from his skin before replacing them with small, bloody nicks and cuts across his chest

“fuck yes baby…feels so fuckin’ good”

he pulled you in for a passionate kiss, his teeth hungrily nipping at your bottom lip for access.

your belly swirling with need for release the longer he bounced you on his cock

his blood beginning to smear against your breasts

the supple mound littered with splotches of blood, an almost burgundy wine colour that complementled your skin tone perfectly

“you gonna cum for me, pretty thing? i can feel you squeezing me”

he threw his head back with a moan, revelling in the pleasure of your cunt, and the glorious handiwork provided by the switchblade

his skin burned with delight, flushed with warmth and bloody redness.

his cock swelled, needy for release, with each desperate twitch inside your tight walls

you nodded feverishly at his question, feeling him stuff you to the brim, your cunt griping his cock with an almost lethal effect

no warning was given, he didn’t need one to know when you end was nearing,

he could simply feel the increment pulses of your cunt getting quicker by the second before eventually spilling over

your juices gushed down his shaft, soaking his thighs as you pulsed around him

“good girl,” he hummed with a hiss, the switchblade having knicked him by the crook of his neck and shoulder

his seed filling you with imminent desire

leaving you dripping, full of his warmth

as the both of you settled, your highs subsiding, he held you close, the small breaks in his skin stung, similar to that of paper cuts

you felt horrible for having inflicted them, yet a sense of pride knowing that he enjoyed being adorned in your handiwork

he took the blade from your hand, setting it beside him on the bed, looping himself through your arms, you’re wrists still bound by the cuffs

your bodies still so closely intertwined

“you’re too good for me sweetheart”

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plentyoffandoms · 3 months

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Main Masterlist ♡ Christian Cage Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist ♡ Chuck Taylor Masterlist ♡ Adam Copeland Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: reader getting hurt.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 828

Jay - Christian Cage ☆ Stephon - Swerve Strickland ☆ Dustin - Chuck Taylor

𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓒𝓪𝓰𝓮

Jay still couldn't believe that happened.

One second, you were standing behind him, outside the ring, the next second, you were flying back against the barriers.

You didn't have enough time to brace yourself.

You hit your back at an odd angle, and you laid on the floor, not moving, groaning in obvious pain.

Jay ran to your side, just as the Doc got there.

You were looked over and got taken out on a stretcher.

Jay rushing beside the stretcher, not caring at this moment that this was a Championship Title Match.

His main concern was you, and only you.

You were taken to the nearest hospital and had tears done, Jay by your side the whole entire time.

Emergency surgery.

Jay didn't leave your side until he finally had to let go of your hand.

He took a seat in the waiting room.

He was going over what happened in his mind, over and over again.

Trying to see what went wrong.

If he did anything wrong.

His name was called, as the doctor came out to let him know what your diagnosis was.

Central cord syndrome, which is an incomplete Spinal Cord Injury.

Jay took time off of work to help you with rehab.

He moved you into his home, knowing that this was the best place for you.

He was there every step of the way.

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓮 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭

Stephon felt sick to his stomach as he watched Joe land on top of you.

Even Joe was stunned as he quickly got off of you.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

You were supposed to push Stephon to the side and then take a few steps back.

But something happened, with Joe jumping too far, or you did step back far enough.

You went down like a sack of potatoes, and even Stephon could hear from where he was standing that something broke, and you scream out in pain.

Stephon only saw red as he full on decked Joe on the face before turning to you.

Stephon looked you over, as did Bryce the ref, and saw that your ankle was swelling, but also at a weird angle.

Stephon helped you out of the ring and up the ramp, as you insisted that you didn't need a stretcher.

Even with Stephon insisting on a stretcher.

You finally listened when you were told by the medical team that you needed some imaging down and were taken to the hospital.

Stephon sadly had to stay back to deal with him punching Joe in the face.

Which resulted in a suspension for a month.

But Stephon didn't care.

Stephon got to the hospital just when you were coming out the doors, with crutches and with a boot on.

"No surgery. It is just a posterior malleolus fracture."

Stephon breathed a sigh of relief as he helped you into his car.

𝓒𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓣𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓸𝓻

Dustin didn't see you get hit.

He was busy dealing with Matt, and his back was turned.

Matt indicated for Dustin to turn around, and Dustin did, knowing that this wasn't some type of trick.

He saw your face first on the ground, with thumb tacks all in your body, and Mike standing next to you.

Mike was supposed to bring Dustin down, and he was supposed to land in the thumb tacks, as they all know you do not work with them IF you can help it.

You looked up, and Dustin all most threw up. Your whole face was just covered in thumb tacks.

The match was considered a draw, as he helped rush you to back.

The medical team working to try and get them all out.

But Dustin didn't leave your side, as he held your hand the whole entire time.

Got you drinks, and made sure you stayed hydrated.

Mike and Matt tried to come by to see if you were okay, but Dustin didn't let them through.

"Give it a few days, and I will see if they want to see you."

Once Dustin sat down next to you, you squeezed his hand as to thank him.

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𝓐𝓭𝓪𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭

Adam was pissed when he saw that you had thrown the table instead of him.

He knew that Jay didn't mean to, but Adam also knew that Jay would do anything to keep that stupid title, and that means using you to get to him.

Adam looked at you, and you gave him the thumbs up, indicating that you were okay.

So Adam knew he had the all clear to go after Jay.

Jay didn't know what hit him.

Adam lifted him in the air by the scuff of his turtleneck, and Jay was even scared for a moment, never seeing his best friend act like this with him.

Jay knew he fucked up the moment Adam flung him across the ring.

You stood off to the side, refusing to leave as you watched Adam become the new champion.

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 4 months

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Can i request some swerve Strickland smut? Maybe he’s being cocky after winning against hangman or something like that? 🤤❤️

Swerve when I ride

Swerve Strickland X fem reader 18+

Main Masterlist (Word Count: 1400)

Tonight would be the third time Swerve and Hangman would meet in the ring, the third time they would go to war and according to Swerve the third time he would beat the Cowboy. Now this fight would be different than the other times they had met, this time the AEW world championship was at stake. Swerve would be one step closer to capturing his first singles title in AEW. “How are you feeling about tonight?” I asked the man who was currently pacing around the room like a madman. “Scared cuz you won’t have Prince Nana or me ringside?” I asked him “No, no offence but I don’t need either of you to win” Swerve responded, almost offended by my words. “Okay, well I will be in the gorilla for the whole thing, I’ll be waiting to celebrate,” I told him before giving him a quick kiss before Swerve got ready to go out.

I watched the men go to war on the backstage monitor. The tension from this match could be felt throughout the arena. Every time you thought it was over you were sadly mistaken. Just then as Swerve went for the count the bell rang. “Ladies and Gentleman, the thirty-minute time limit has been reached, therefore this match results in a draw” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Justin Roberts just called for this match to be a draw. I could tell Swerve was mad, I mean I would be too. But it was smart for Hangman not to give into five more minutes, he made his point clear, “You can’t beat me without your goons” and with that, it was over.

Once Swerve returned from the ring I noticed his attitude switched like the flip of a dime. He was acting very cocky for a man who just had a draw with his arch-nemesis. “You see I told you I would beat that Cowboy’s ass” Swerve yelled once we entered the Moguel embassy locker room. “You technically didn’t win, It was a draw,” I told him. “Nah, you see I had him beat, I was seconds away from getting the three count, If I had just five more-” *Knock knock*

I opened the door and noticed none other than Brian Cage and the gates of agony standing at the door. “Can I help you?” I asked “We need to speak with the boss” “He’s busy” “It will only take a second” “Bye” and with that, I slammed the door in their faces. “Who was that?” Swerve asked. “No one,” I responded. “Anyways as I was saying, I had him beat! I did beat him, three times in a row I beat a former world champion, I guess that makes me championship material then” “You know I love you, and you know that I think you are championship material but you never beat Hangman, it was a draw” I told him as I slowly made my way back to Swerve, the two of us now stood chest to chest. “What is it that you are trying to prove here?” He asked curiously, not quite getting what I was trying to say. “I’m saying that as much as I love you, I don’t think you are as tough as you claim to be” “What?” “You heard me, I don’t think you can beat everyone like you say you can.” I could see the gears moving in Swerve's head, he was mad but not as mad as you would think. He was more intrigued by my comments. “So who do I need to beat in order to prove I’m the best?” “Me” “Excuse me” “I said me, I don’t think you could beat me in a fight. You walk around the place talking the talk but can you walk the walk-” “You know I can” “Then prove it”

Swerve knew my games, he knew the kinda fight I was looking for. Not one of violence but dominance, who could remain victorious in this battle of lust and love. I was all over Swerve, proving my dominance, I had him pinned underneath me as I placed rough kisses all over him. I thought I had won, I made the mistake of letting my guard down just the slightest amount which caused Swerve to counter. I was now face down on the ground as he hovered over me. “I think I won,” Swerve said, sounding overconfident that he won. I was able to sneak out from under him and ran to the other side of the room to make sure the door was locked. The two of us continued to play fight for a while before I was able to regain my dominance, pinning Swerve's hands above his head as he surrendered. “Alright you got me there,” he said laughing, I however was not laughing. “What?” “You know what,” I told him, “Are you sure you want to do this right here right now?” Swerve asked, the slightest of concern in his eyes. “Yes I’m sure”

I remained on top of Swerve trying to prove my point that he could not beat me. I continued to pin his shoulders underneath me. “1..2…3…. I won you lost” I told him “Ha ha very funny Y/n” Swerve said as he began to toy with the zipper of my jeans. I stopped his movements and he said “I thought you wanted this?” to which I responded “I do want this but first you have to admit that you can’t beat me. That I’m better than you” “You know I can’t do that” Swerve told me as I slowly started to grind on him, the two of us fully clothed. I knew I would make him say it but first I would need to mess with him a bit. I continued to grind on him painfully slow as I removed my top. Swerve tried to remove my bra but I was quick to swat his hand away. “Admit that I’m better than you” “Never” Fine he wanted to play games then I'll play games.

He needed to beg for it. I placed delicate kisses from his neck to his navel. I toyed with his belt before looking up at Swerve to give him one more chance. “Say it” “Never” I removed his dick from his pants and began to place delicate kisses and kitten licks from base to tip. I could tell this was annoying Swerve but all he had to do was say five simple words, he brought this onto himself. I took him in my mouth all at once and began to slowly bop my head up and down, sucking him off at an extremely slow pace. I increased my pace before going back to taking my sweet time with him. It didn't matter how Swerve tried to touch me or make me go faster it wouldn't work. Despite trying to draw out his orgasm I felt it approaching quicker than I expected. I let him get so very close before I stopped. “Why would you do that,” Swerve said breathlessly “I was so close” “Say it” “I-” “Say it, I know you can do it”

“You won, you’re better than me. Please, please Y/n. I need you. I need you so bad” “See, was that so hard?” I said playfully before I stripped us both. I aligned myself with him as I slowly began to sink down on Swerve. I gave myself a second to breathe before I began to ride him. As my pace increased I could feel Swerve thrusting into me, adding to the growing pleasure we were both feeling. I could feel he was close but I wouldn't dare let him cum before me. “Don’t even think about it” I told him through gritted teeth. “I don’t know if I can hold it baby” “You better hold it” I told him as I increased my pace. I felt Swerve move us in a way that led us to go deeper. I brought a hand down to my clit and started to trace circles around it which started to send me over the edge. “Cum for me baby” I told him as I felt his orgasm spill over, triggering my own. The two of us rode out our orgasms before I collapsed on his chest.

"Now was that so hard?"

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madhatterbri · 6 months

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Hanging or a Wedding? | Hangman A.P.

Summary: You agree to marry the Sheriff in order to save the Hangman.

Author's Note: Western AU. This is a stand alone from the others that can be found here. ❤️ Merry Christmas babes.

Please find my other Hangman fics here.

Starring: Bryan Danielson, Hangman Adam Page and Swerve Strickland.

"You are a traitor to the great state of Texas. It will be such a treat watching you hang," Sheriff Danielson sneered ensuring to draw a reaction from the crowd that formed around them. The Hangman was dragged towards the jail with a rope around his neck. His hands were tied around his back making him an easy prey.

Men watched as the famous Hangman Adam Page was led to jail. The rich were happy that a man that stole from them was finally being put away. The Hangman hung his head in shame hoping a certain woman wouldn't see him. His curly locks fell over his face. He silently prayed to himself that she wasn't around.

"What's going on?" You asked pushing past the crowd. Sheriff Danielson stopped. The guards pulled the rope around Hangman's neck to make him stop as if he was a leashed dog. Adam didn't dare look up at you. He didn't want to see the hurt in your eyes.

"Justice, my dear. Once and for all we will be witnessing this man hang for all his crimes against the great people of Texas," Danielson answered. He ushered for his guards to continue their task at hand.

"No, you can't," you begged. Your pleading fell on deaf ears. The Sheriff wanted this more than anything. A lingering question he asked you suddenly popped in your mind. Your freedom in exchange for the Hangman. It just had to work. "Wait!"

"Now what for?" Sheriff Danielson asked. He stepped up to you. His one eye bore into yours. The horrid smell of his cologne danced with your nose. You had to swallow the bile that shot up your throat.

"If you promise me that you won't hurt the Hangman, I will marry you," you bargained. The words felt heavier out loud than when you thought of them.

"No," Adam grunted. His head shot up to look at you. You gasped at the damage he took at the hands of the sheriff and guards. A mixture of green and purple bruises formed on his cheeks. A bright shiner covered his eye. His bottom lip busted open.

Sheriff Danielson smiled. He asked you several moons ago to marry him. It seemed like now he was finally getting his wish. A hanging and a wedding all in one day. The Governor will surely be pleased with his work.

"Of course, my dear, as you wish," he promised. The sinister look in his eye sparkled. He knew he had to sweeten the deal in front of Adam. Anything to make the Hangman suffer. "As long as you vow to give yourself to me every night,"

"I will," you replied quickly fearing the lawman would change his mind. Tears sprung to your eyes yet you blinked them back. You took a few steps back and started to walk away. A string of curses towards the sheriff flew from the tip of Adam's tongue. The sheriff punched the prisoner in the ribs. He doubled over in pain and stopped his antics.

"Let everyone know that before the day is out we will have a wedding or a hanging," Sheriff Danielson shouted. The crowd cheered as you pushed past them.

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Hours later Adam found himself on the gallows. A rope tightly fastened around his neck. The rope around his wrists burned him from constsntly trying to be free. The executioner did nothing but gloat about how he was honored to be the one to kill him. The prisoner was about to give him a piece of his mind until he saw you.

Your white wedding dress swayed in the wind as the sun started to set behind you. Streaks of orange, pink, and yellow colored the night sky. He always had this vision in his head. The two of you marrying when he was ready to finally settle down. Now he knew he would never get the chance to keep his promise to you.

You walked slowly to the sheriff as he waited at the podium. Flowers hung loosely in your arms. Your face said it all. You regretted ever agreeing to do this. The sheriff remarked on your beauty despite the fact that you were clearly not happy. He took your hand ready to start the ceremony.

A swinging noose swaying lazily in the wind made you look up. A person was standing on the gallows. You shrieked at the realization that it was the Hangman.

"I agreed to your terms. You said you wouldn't hurt him!" You pleaded frantically. "Release him this instant,"

"I will do no such thing. This is just in case you change your mind. Do not be the reason he dies,"

The sheriff ushered for the priest to start the ceremony. Your mind drifted off once he started talking. You watched the Hangman envisioning it was him you were marrying. Maybe in another life. Your future husband pinched your palm to get your attention.

"Do you, Sheriff Danielson, take Y/N to be your lawful wedded wife, to love and to hold in sickness and in health til death do you part?"

Sheriff Danielson turned to you. A wicked smile pressed on his face. He wanted to revel in this a little longer. His greatest adversary was glaring daggers at him from the gallows. He was marrying the girl that stole his heart at first glance. Life couldn't get sweeter. "I do,"

"And do you, Y/N, take the noble sheriff to be your lawful wedded husband to love and to hold in sickness and in health til death do you part?"

This was it for you. The moment of truth was here. Your life would surely be over if you gave yourself to him. You hesitated much to the sheriff's disdain. He let out an irritated sigh.

"Remember what happens if you don't say I do," he reminded. The executioner yanked down on the rope causing Adam to lifted up. He gagged and gasped for air. His toes struggled to touch the ground. Just as quickly, he let the rope go. Adam coughed and took deep breaths to get his bearing back.

A man suddenly stood behind Adam and the executioner. You recognized him immediately. He wore a long black tail coat jacket and black brim hat. His shirt and pants matched the color of his jacket. Strickland, the Hangman's greatest enemy, had a knife in his hands. You watched in horror thinking he would kill Hangman. To your delight, he cut the part of the rope above the Hangman's head allowing him to be free.

"Never," You spoke through gritted teeth and slid your hand away from the sheriff. The sheriff turned to see Swerve Strickland helping Hangman out of his binds. He appeared to be ready for a fight.

The crowd gasped seeing another lawbreaker in their town. Majority of the people attending the wedding were wealthy. They didn't need any trouble. Word would surely spread that Swerve and the Hangman were now working together. This would cause the poors to riot against the rich. The crowd dispersed back to their home.

Adam stared at the sheriff. Danielson put his arms up as if to surrender. The sheriff and his men backed away until they bumped into horses tied to a post. Without many options, they mounted the horses and ran before any blood could be spilled.

You ran up to the gallows and wrapped your arms around the Hangman's neck. He scolded you beggjng you to never do that again. His eyes stared intently at Swerve. Adam wasn't born yesterday. He knew this alliance would never last.

"Why? You could have finally got rid of me," Adam asked. Their rivalry having last since they were teenagers. "The whole state of Texas could have been yours,"

"I didn't do it to be your friend. I want to be the one that kills you, got it?" Swerve asked. The Hangman pursed his lips yet smirked and nodded. "Try not getting caught again. I don't know if I will save you in time,"

#fanfiction #imagine #aew #hangman adam page x y/n #hangman adam page x you #hangman adam page x reader #hangman adam page #swerve strickland #western #western au #bryan danielson

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swervestricklandd · 2 months

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Let’s make the best out of the situation ;)

#swerve strickland #aew dynamite #aew collision #aew rampage #aew #wrestling #wwe #swerve x reader #hit the griddy

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allelitewrites · 7 months

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(This is my first story and I honestly don't even know if I'm doing this whole thing right but...)

A Subtle Warning

Word Count: 1630

Relationship: Hangman Page x Reader

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Tonight was just like any other Wednesday night. My boyfriend and I arrived to the venue a few hours before doors opened for the weekly episode of Dynamite. I thankfully wasn't booked to do anything for the night. I was only thankful because a rest was very much needed. Adam however was in the middle of a pretty personal feud with Swerve Strickland. Their whole thing wasn't supposed to be personal at first. The initial intention for it to just be apart of the wrestling business. One person wanting another's position. However, things changed when Swerve had brought up that Hangman was walking away from his issues. Walking away from his issues like he had from the Elite and I some years ago. It was a low point that he typically didn't like to talk about and that night, Swerve really struck a nerve.

Hangman and I found our way into The Elite's locker room. The EVP's temporarily absent due to a creative meeting. We set our things down before taking a seat next to each other on the cheap couch. He and I leaned into each other. With the way his calloused fingers were tracing along my skin, I could tell he was nervous. "I hate signing contracts on TV." Adam mumbles as he lets out a large sigh.

I turn my head and plant a firm kiss on his large shoulder before leaning my head against him again. "Just go out there and do your thing." I reassure him as I twist at one of the bracelets resting on my wrist. I can feel him nod as his hand finally starts to decrease the amount of shapes it was drawing. "Try not to let him get to you."

"Well, Y/n, it's kind of hard when he's sitting right across the table from me with a disgusting smirk as he mocks me."

I didn't even have a response. I hate contract signings just as much as he does. They were a stupid excuse to get publicity and a chance to manipulate your opponent on a golden platter. To me, you shouldn't need a set up situation for you to get to your opponent. Everything you do should be in the ring. Without a table and without chairs. Contracts should be signed in the back. A response came to mind but I wasn't able to share it as Kenny, Matt, and Nick came back into the room, instantly complaining about how long and boring their meeting was. Adam sat up straight and let his large hand rest on my thigh. We weren't huge on PDA, especially not around our friends.

A few hours later...

For whatever reason Tony Khan decided to give Adam and Swerve the main event. All for a contract signing that would probably end up with tables flipping and chairs being thrown. I was sitting anxiously next to Matt as the Elite watched the segment go down. Renee Paquette table side to officiate the signing.

Strickland was chewing Adam up, not even giving the blonde headed man a chance to speak his own words. Eventually, he started to talk about how different he and Hangman were from each other. Almost as if he was offended by being compared to the cowboy. "What's a farmer to a mogul, huh?" Swerve asks, making Adam furrow his eyebrows. "What's a cowboy to an outlaw? What's a buckshot to a kill shot?"

I chewed at the inside of my cheek. I could see Adam's gears in his brain moving at a hundred miles per minute just through the television screen in the locker room. He was keeping his cool, never breaking eye contact with the man across the table from him.

Finally, Swerve put his microphone down. For the first time tonight, Adam was given the opportunity to speak his thoughts. But, he didn't start the way I expected him to. First, Adam calmly mentioned the things Swerve had said to him in the weeks prior. However, the thing that caught all of us off guard as Nick and Kenny settled in their spots around the room was that Hangman thanked Swerve. Adam thanked him for reigniting a flame in his body that was long burnt out. He explained how something was up with him. Something that a person really couldn't explain.

The crowd was so invested in every single word that either man let slip from their lips. Letting every single sentence set in, expanding their thoughts to multiple different things. Things that hadn't even realized they didn't really notice at first. A slight stir could be heard as Adam spoke of a dark cloud that he'd felt was hovering over him every single time that he showed up to work.

"And then sure... sure. The sun would shine. I beat Jon Moxley in a Texas Death Match." Adam proudly brags. I caught him taking a pause to look at Renee, who drew her lips into a line at the thought of the brutal match her husband had gone through with my boyfriend. "I reunited with my friends in the Elite. I was able to rekindle my relationship with the absolute love of my life. And it felt like I should've been the happiest man in the world. But every time I started to smile. That little black cloud came back and it started to rain."

I couldn't help but smile at the fact of him calling me the love of his life on national television. Something I could never get used to him calling me. In the good way of course. He continued to speak before addressing how the fans who supported him so dearly deserved to see more from him. And when he decided that he spoke enough of his mind to get his point across, he picked up the pen and signed his name on the dotted line.

An evil laugh was heard. A laugh that echoed through the building. Adam was caught off guard. Looking up to see Swerve looking like he was having the time of his life. Looking like he was having a good time. Looking like this whole thing was a simple joke to him. The crowd quickly canceled him out, a chant of 'Cowboy Shit' echoing through the seats of the arena.

"That was beautiful. But, quite frankly, that was the most pathetic thing I've ever seen." Swerve chuckles before insulting the crowd's home team. Earning an array of boos. He continued on to speak about how he was fueled to take Adam's position in the company before Hangman had heard enough. Tired of hearing how Swerve believed Adam was handed everything in his career which couldn't of been more untrue.

Hangman stood up, the anger coursing through his veins finally reaching a boiling point. "If you think you have what it takes to fill my boots... you don't."

Swerve matched his energy also standing up across from him. But he didn't speak a single word. Instead he froze to look Adam in the eye once more. And just when Adam thought it was over, Swerve rose his and and slapped the cowboy across the face. Adam turned around and leaned on the ropes behind him as Swerve picked up a microphone yet again. "Hey. Hey, hey Hangman. You seem to not think of me as a threat. You sure as hell better watch your back... or maybe you should tell your friends... actually, no. You want to make this personal? Fine, we'll make it personal. You better tell your hot girlfriend to watch her back."

Adam didn't even hesitate, raising the microphone he still had in his hand to his mouth.

"If you touch her... I'll kill you."

Swerve let out a long sigh. Finally he got the hint that Hangman wasn't joking. Threatening me... someone Adam cared about so dearly was the final nerve that Swerve could've hit. He leaned over and signed the contract.

In that split second, I saw Adam clench his fist and I knew he was going to swing. However, I didn't expect what he actually did.

Using the pen Adam formerly used to sign the match contract, he stabbed Swerve's hand. I watched as Strickland screamed in pain. He pleaded as my boyfriend refused to let go. I booked it out of the room. Rushing to get into the guerrilla position. I intended on meeting Adam there. After that... I had no plan, I was left with whatever my first option would end up being.

He forcefully pushed his way back through the curtain not seeing me at first. But when I walked up to him and put my hand on his bicep. He spun around and I could see relief wash across his face. He pulls me into his chest and holds the back of my head. I can feel his heavy breathing and I can hear his heart beat at the speed of a thousand race horses.

He pulls away to kiss the top of my head before firmly grabbing my hand. Not even whispering a single word. He rushes me through the hallways before pushing me into an empty room that he surely scouted out before the show. As soon as I shut the door he crashes his lips into mine, his hands grabbing greedily at my top. I wrap my arms around my neck before tilting my head back to get a good look at his face.

"What?" He asks.

I smile and push a golden curl out of his face. "I just wanted to make sure that I heard you right. Did you say you would kill him?"

A smirk crawls onto his face. His ocean blue eyes staring directly into mine. "With my own two bare hands, sweetheart."

#hangman #hangman adam page #hangman page #adam page #the elite #matt jackson #nick jackson #kenny omega #swerve strickland #all elite writes #hangman page x reader #adam page x reader

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adriswrld · 1 year

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Fem! Reader x Swerve Strickland

plot: reader turns on The Acclaimed and aligns herself with their enemies Swerve In Our Glory also known as Swerve Strickland and Keith Lee trope: enemies (on screen) to lovers (on screen & irl) with Swerve Strickland pairings: Max Caster sibling reader x Swerve Strickland/ reader x (platonic) The Acclaimed (Max Caster & Anthony Bowens) a.n: im sorry i just find him so hot for no reason and him kidnapping Billy on Rampage was a lil funny

Y/N sighed in annoyance as she was forced to listen to her brother mumbling his new rap he was gonna perform. "Dude keep it down I'm trying to memorize what I'm gonna say," Y/N said and Max scoffed. "Just say scissor me and you'll get a pop," Max said and Y/N rolled her eyes. "First of all, I'm doing a promo against Thunder Rosa and Britt Baker. You can't just say the words scissor me," Y/N jumped off the stage crate and walked past her brother who simply just ignored her. As Y/N headed to her locker room she was suddenly pulled into a room.

"What the fuck!" Y/N groaned in annoyance, hitting Swerve on the chest and he just grinned at her. "Shhh," He mumbled before connecting their lips into a passionate kiss. Y/N smiled into the kiss, pulling him closer to her body before they separated a few seconds later. Nobody knew they were together, it was a secret for a reason because Max would literally kill both of them if he found out. The only ones who knew were Keith Lee, Anna Jay (Y/Ns best friend), Mia Yim (Keith's wife) and Anthony who had kept it a secret and didn't tell his tag partner Max. "Nobody saw you right?" Y/N questioned.

"Don't get so paranoid. Nobody saw you," He reassured, and she rolled her eyes. "You said that last time and Anthony walked in on us," Y/N deadpanned and Swerve shrugged. "So, you excited for tonight? You ready to turn on your boys?" Swerve asked, looking Y/N up and down slowly, checking out how she looked in her new gear. "It's a little nerve-wracking but I've turned on people before so it should be easy," Y/N mumbled, walking over and sitting on the sofa. "Yeah you certainly turning on someone right now," Swerve mumbled under his breath as he sat down next to her.

"I heard that," Y/N raised a brow and he grinned, pulling her onto his lap. "It wasn't really a secret," he shrugged. Y/N chuckled and pecked his lips, as he went to tug off her tank top the door opened and in walked Anthony who grimaced at the two. "Y/N you know I support your relationships, I do. But you have some questionable taste," Anthony said, shaking his head in disappointment. Both Y/N and Swerve rolled their eyes at him before Y/N climbed off his lap and tugged her tank top back down. "Question, why did you just barge into my boyfriends locker room?"

Anthony raised his brows, "Because you weren't in yours when I went to check with Max so he's literally looking around for you and if he found you in here, you and Swerve wouldn't make it to your matches at All Out. Plus, you're supposed to be out in five minutes we gotta go." Y/N cursed under her breath and grabbed Anthony's hand. "Well then let's go! I'll see you soon baby!" Y/N blew a kiss at Swerve before running out of the locker room with Anthony being dragged by her. They made it to the gorilla where Billy Gunn and Max were waiting. "There you are, where the hell were you?" Max asked.

"I was with Anna," Y/N lied and he nodded, not thinking much of it as he was trying to memorize his rap.

"Hold on, I have a question if I may. Why are you consistently talking about Y/N when she's not even here? Are you scared to say it to her face?" Toni Storm interrupted. Standing side by side with the AEW Women's Champion, Thunder Rosa all as they were confronting Britt Baker, Jamie Hayter and Rebel. Just when Britt went to speak she was cut off when The Acclaimed's music hit, gaining a huge pop as obvious. Y/N was supposed to be having a match with Britt Baker tonight and if she won then she would be added to Toni Storm vs Thunder Rosa at All Out.

Max did his rap, basically roasting all of the women in the ring but mainly Britt, Jamie and Rebel. Y/N walked out beside Billy Gunn as Anthony and Max did their usual thing to hype up the crowd. "The Acclaimed are here! Scissor me daddy ass!" Anthony, Max and Y/N all scissored their fingers with Billy Gunn before Y/N walked down the ramp with a mic in hand. "Alright everyone settle down. I couldn't quite but hear my name brought up quite a lot. Mainly by you Britt. And I'm not a huge fan of disrespect."

"But I mean whatever you feel the need to say you can say it to my face," Y/N spoke, jumping onto the apron and stepping the ring, Max and Anthony following her movements as well as Billy. "You want me to say it to your face?" Britt raised a brow and Y/N shrugged and nodded with a purse of her lips. "Okay ill say it to your face. You are a complete joke to this company and the only thing your useful for is helping your brother win his matches. I find it completely baffling that you're getting a title shot and not me," Britt stated. Y/N pursed her lips and nodded slowly, "Well it sounds like someone thinks they better than me."

"As much as some people would agree with that I can't help but disagree. I am better than you Britt. And in just a minutes time, I will be proving that," Y/N stated. Britt scoffed and then suddenly Y/N sucker punched her in the face and threw her out of the ring. Jamie and Rebel both went to attack her but she kicked them in the gut and performed a double ddt to them, sending both rolling out of the ring. The crowd cheered as Y/N came face to face with Thunder Rosa and Toni Storm. "I'd advise you to leave before I send you out of this ring just like I did them," Y/N warned.

A few minutes Y/N was having her match with Britt, easily getting the upper hand. As Y/N had Britt on her shoulders she powerbombed her into the mat, going to pin her but was distracted when she noticed Swerve In Our Glory coming down the ramp and arguing back in forth with The Acclaimed. Y/N stood up and slid out of the ring, walking over to them. "What the hell is going on?! I'm trying to finish my match!" Y/N said, pulling Anthony and Max back. "They're the ones who came down here!" Max argued.

Y/N groaned and rolled her eyes, running back into the ring to beat the ten count. As she stood up, Britt knocked her in the face, sending her stumbling back right into a high kick from Jamie off the apron as Rebel had distracted the referee. The crowd booed and complained, not happy that Y/N was gonna be cheated. But The Acclaimed noticed and jumped on the apron, arguing with the referee and Britt stood up in disbelief, yelling at the two. Y/N was leaned on the bottom turnbuckle, holding her jaw and that's when everyone noticed Swerve and Keith near her.

Swerve slid his title discreetly into Y/N's hands and that's when Britt turned around, being hit straight in the face with the title. The Acclaimed noticed Y/N attack Britt and jumped off the apron so the referee could count as Y/N pinned Britt to the three count. Swerve left his title where it fell so everyone could see how Y/N had just cheated and with his help. Their music hit and The Acclaimed cheered and slid in the ring, putting their arms around a very exhausted Y/N. But that's when everyone froze, seeing Swerve In Our Glory step into the ring. But they suddenly looked down at the title that belonged to Swerve who bent down with a smirk and picked it up.

The Acclaimed looked at Y/N in disbelief and she looked down with a sigh. As Max argued with his sister, Anthony got into it with Swerve. Billy pulled Max back when he got a little too close into Y/N's personal space. Y/N just shook her head, annoyed with the topic and everyone just watched confused as Swerve and Keith exited the ring and stood onto the top of the ramp. Y/N went to walk out of the ring but Anthony grabbed her arm and pulled her back only for her to shove him back and the crowd let out a gasp of shock. "What the hell is your problem?!" Max shouted at her.

"My problem?! You almost cost me my match!" Y/N argued. Shaking her head she went to step out of the ring but Max grabbed onto her arm which made her immediately punch him in the face. The crowd gasped in shock as Anthony bent down next to Max who held his jaw in disbelief. Y/N pursed her lips before stepping onto the ring apron and turning around to look back at the boys. Y/N picked up the mic on the floor of the ramp and raised it to her lips. "You guys are a joke and I never needed you. And I will prove that when I win the AEW Women's Championship at All Out. Also, in case you didn't know, I've been hanging out with Swerve and Keith behind your backs the entire time."

"And they actually proved that they care about me tonight, so at All Out I can't wait to watch as they retain their championships," Y/N smiled. The crowd booed her and she rolled her eyes, tossing the mic on the mat and jumping off the ring apron. "You know I always had a feeling you would turn on us. I just didn't expect it to be with them of all people," Max spoke. "You know how much those titles mean to us!" Y/N rolled her eyes and picked the mic back up. "Which is exactly why I'm going to make sure you don't win them," Y/N said, walking up the ramp to Keith and Swerve who watched the interaction in amusement.

Swerve grabbed Y/N pulling her into a fast and sloppy kiss that caught her off guard. Pulling her closer by her ass in the process, Anthony and Billy were trying to pull Max back who had no idea that, that was planned. And it wasn't planned at all so it caught everyone off guard. Swerve pulled away and grinned, putting his arm around her shoulders and waving teasingly at Max. The minute they got backstage Y/N grabbed Swerve and dragged him into the locker room. "Oh my god you're gonna get me killed!"

Swerve chuckled and she rolled her eyes at him, "This is not funny, Max is gonna kill me!" Y/N shoved his shoulder but then the door opened and Max immediately grabbed Y/N away from Swerve. "Yo what the fuck was that?! TK said that wasn't supposed to happen!" Max said, holding onto Y/Ns arm tightly. "Hey you need to calm down and let her go," Swerve said, pulling Max's hand off of Y/N's arm and getting into Max's face. "Okay no, we are not doing this. We can talk about this later. I need a shower so get out," Y/N said, pushing Max and Swerve away from each other.

"I swear to god if you shower together I'm gonna kill both of you!" Max said, and Y/N rolled her eyes and shut the door then locked it. Swerve raised his brows and she squinted at him. "No you cannot come in with me," Y/N mumbled, walking past him and tugging off her tank top over her bra. "Oh come on. You can't really be mad at me baby," Swerve groaned. Y/N turned to look at him and sighed, "I'm not mad, I am fuming. How dare you just kiss me like that in front of everyone and my brother?!" Y/N went to say more but was cut off when Swerve pulled her into a kiss.

Y/N pulled away and gaped at him, "Did you just kiss me to shut me up?"

"That and because I really wanna join you in that shower," He said and she scoffed. "Fine, I'll let it slide. Only if you give me a massage," Y/N walked into the bathroom not waiting for his response but heard it through the door.

"Which body part?!"

#swerve strickland #swerve #swervestrickland x reader #aew imagine #aew fanfiction #the acclaimed #swerve in our glory

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hookhausenschips · 5 months

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Happy holidays darling! So quick question, do you write for Swerve?

Happy holidays!! Yes I do in fact write for Swerve daddy

#swerve strickland #aew #aew wrestling #aew dynamite #x black fem reader #aew rampage #x black!fem!reader #x reader #aew imagine #mogul embassy #aew fanfic #aew collision

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thesupreme316 · 5 months

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aew wrestlers x female readers and their favorite positions in bed?

darius martin, dante martin, daniel garcia, hook, action andretti, ricky starks, eddie kingston, and i know they're not in aew, but could you add drilla moloney & charlie dempsey 🙏

AEW STARS AND: Their Favorite Sex Positions (18+)

Pairings: Darius Martin X Female Reader, Dante Martin X Female Reader, Hook X Female Reader, Ricky Starks X Female Reader, Daniel Garcia X Female Reader, Action Andretti X Female Reader, Eddie Kingston X Female Reader, Swerve Strickland X Female Reader,

Word Count: 1.3K

Supreme Speaks: heyyyy (sorry for being late per usual). thanks to my tumblr bae @hooks-martin for the request (for the last two, I didn't know anything about them but I traded them for swerve). i think this is the most explicit imagine of mine so plz take it easy on me. anyways, please remember that you are loved and appreciated. ALSO HAPPY HOLIDAYS

Warnings: Mature content (if you are a minor, please do not read), explicit content and images, explicit language and indications

Taglist: @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @batzy-watzy @wwenhlimagines @triscillal @cassie0sstuff @sheinthatfandom @eddie-kingstons-wifey

**All the positions and their names be referenced from this website**

Hook: Cowgirl

I can just see it

Him on his back looking up at you and admiring the view; with a smirk

BUT DON’T GET IT TWISTED

He is very much in charge

Will command how fast or slow you go; he doesn’t care about the speed….but will change it if he’s punishing you

“You can ride me a lot faster can’t you baby girl?”

If he sees you getting tired (or he is punishing you), he will just drill up into you with no mercy (you’re riding a jackhammer now)

Frequently brings you down to kiss you (Watering Can position)

Loves it when you scratch his torso; it’s like you're leaving your mark/brand

I CAN SEE HIM REACHING UP AND CHOKING YO-

Just to see you squirm a bit more, he’ll talk in Italian

Tw: google translate

“Prendilo per me tesoro, so che puoi.” (Take it for me baby, I know you can.)

Action Andretti: Bizet

Again like I have said in the past

Man’s a sweetheart but also very shy

This is the perfect position since he probably might clam up if he looks into your eyes

Not in a bad way ofc

From this position, you can’t see him blush

So he wants to be as close to you as possible

And he also wants to be able to slip in at any given chance

I think he prefers slow thrusts so you both can feel everything and take in the moment

Loves to whisper in your ear

“It’s almost like your body was built for mine”

I see him as a tits person, so he squeezes them from behind

…

After careful consideration, yeah my answer is still the same he is a tit person

OVERALL HE IS A SWEETHEART

Dante Martin: Reverse Cowgirl

MMMMM THIS IS MY DREAM SO EXCUSE ME FOR THE PRIVAT-

MANS IS A ASS PERSON

Smacks/gropes your ass whenever

And is a switch too idc what you say; So I think this position gives you both control in a way

If he’s the sub, you’re controlling the pace and more so focused on your pleasure by rubbing yourself

If you’re the sub, MORE ASS SMACKIN not hard or anything (he’s a soft Dom if anything)

I also believe he will pull your hair back to the point your back is on his chest (just walk with me) and he pistons into you

Is a dirty talker too

“Fuck you feel incredible. Come for me”

But tbh I see him more as a sub in bed so…he slightly whimpers and whines in my mind

Will ask you to turn around so he can see your face

Like I said prior, he’s soft so I cannot see him being harsh or rough in bed

Darius Martin: Forbidden Fruit

Teehee

Man is a giver; A GIVER I TELL YOU

Giving you pleasure to the point where all you’re doing is screaming and losing your breath?

Teehee he lives for that

“You taste amazing love”

Loves it when you are on top

Eventually, the position turns into tiramisu or you riding his face

I don’t think he’s a sub all the way but more so a switch who really wants to please you

Tell Darius what to do an he will do it with no hesitation

For an “actual” position, I think he would love the scissor position

It’s very intimate for him and it gives him access to his favorite parts of you

I also think it would be the best position as he can see your facial expressions and give you extra stimulation

Again Darius would be all for your calls and satisfaction

Ricky Starks: Oasis

LITERALLY IT’S UP HIS ALLEY

He can see everything

Tits, Ass, Face, Neck, etc.

He likes to be up close and personal with you so he can kiss you at any point

Also, it’s easy likes to motorboat you

Side note; we all know he likes to be called daddy

So yes he will be referring to himself as Daddy

“Look at you being daddy’s good girl”

Sex-wise, Ricky is a full Dom you cannot make that man into a sub

if you do, he is the brattiest sub ever

Mostly a soft Dom but will turn up the (h)eat when necessary

He just loves being in control (speed, position, etc.)

SUCH A FUCKING TEASE; will intentionally slow down just to see you whine and beg for more

I think he will also convert Oasis into the cowgirl position

Overall, don’t give Ricky too much power

Eddie Kingston: Temptation

Okay let's have a real moment (pulls up chair) This man is so selfless that it’s crazy

For the most part, I can see him as a missionary man, because of the fact that he doesn’t want you to put in work

With temptation, he can see your face and know if he’s truly giving you pleasure

It’s also the perfect position to touch all the parts of you that can give more stimulation

AND YALL CAN DO IT EVERYWHERE

Eddie is a Dom; both a hard and soft Dom

He doesn’t want to go too harsh on you (unless you want it)

Control doesn’t matter to him tbh

Will actually do anything you ask him to because he’s so hung up on pleasing you

LOVES IT WHEN YOU TOUCH HIM OR SCRATCH HIS BACK

“Touch me like that again”

Will ensure that you have more orgasms than him

Eddie is a selfless man and puts your needs over his

Daniel Garcia: Chibi

We all know that DG is a switch (man is a bratty sub let's be honest)

But more important he is an ass man

Chibi stands out the most for me to him

With the position, he can go the pace either you or he wants to go

He can also grab or smack that booty whenever

GOES CRAZY WHEN YOU MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH HIM

I can also see him in the Nirvana position

With Nirvana, he can kiss your legs

I wouldn’t say he has a foot fetish but at the same time yeah he does

WHICH IS THE SEXIEST PART OF YOU IN HIS EYES (besides the ass)

Take the time to appreciate other parts of you

I wouldn’t say he’s a dirty talker but he’s definitely a moaner

….

Even my ass can see that and I need glasses

Swerve Strickland: Doggy Style/Downward Dog

Okay….let me dream real quick

THIS MAN? IS A HARD DOM ALL THE WAY WE ALL KNEW FROM THAT DAMN DEATHMATCH

This man is my baby daddy/sugar daddy and he wishes to be called as such

You? You’re either a slut or a princess in his eyes (I’m bot-)

Loves Doggy Style cause it gives him so much control

Will pull your hair and lean down to whisper in your ear

“You like that, don't you? Lucky for you, I could do this forever.”

Will also pull you up until your back reaches his chest

OR OR

He will put your face down further into the mattress and make you arch your back for him (Downward Dog)

Loves to smack your ass and hear your muffled screams

Will overstimulate you until you tell him to stop

AND HE WILL LOOK OVER AT YOUR PANTING AND SWEATY BODY WITH A SMILE

otay…I’m done

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mrsarcherofinfamy · 7 months

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Summary: Swerve Strickland and Prince Nana break into you and Adam's house.

• Adam Page x Reader •

*Y/Ns POV*

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I am watching my husband Adam and his friends, The Young Bucks, defend their ROH World Six-Man Tag Team Championships. They are getting near the end of their match and I get up to grab some pajamas to change into. They win their match and I turn the tv down not paying attention thinking that was the end of it.........

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*Swerves POV*

"We're in the money, my friends. Welcome...to the Hangman Residence."

Prince Nana says walking into the house. He looks back at the door signaling for me to come inside.

"Come on in boss."

I walk inside looking around the house talking to the phone that Prince Nana is holding. I rip up one of their kids art pictures on the fridge than walk over climbing on the couch. I grab the kids book on the table.

"Time for a bedtime story."

Prince Nana says while laughing. We both hear a slight bang sound coming from one of the bedrooms in the back.

"What was that?"

Me and Prince start to walk down the hallway looking where the noise came from.

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*Y/Ns POV*

I bump my hip off the nightstand knocking over my perfume bottle and the TV remote onto the floor. It makes a slight bang sound. I sigh and pick them up off the ground.

"Let's hope that didn't wake the baby."

I put them back on the nightstand not hearing the bedroom door open. All of a sudden, I feel a hand grab my neck and make me sit on the bed. I look up seeing Swerve Strickland holding onto my neck and Prince Nana holding the phone up recording what is happening. Swerve tightens his grip a little and makes me start gasping really hard.

"You better not be to loud. You might wake your baby."

He lets go of my neck and I turn over to try and crawl away from them. Swerve grabs my leg and pulls me back. He pulls out some duct tape from his pocket, throws me onto my stomach and duct tapes my wrists together. He flips me over and sits me up duct taping my mouth together. I look up at him starting to tear up hearing Brayden, me and Adam's baby boy, making noises from his room. Swerve looks at Prince Nana than grabs the phone from his hand.

"I will be right back. You watch her."

Swerve walks out of the room and I look over at the TV seeing him live on AEW going to our child's room. I try and move closer to the TV.

"Woah. Don't go to far little lady."

I look back at him with tears in my eyes than back at the TV. Swerve is in Braydens room talking to him as I am crying more watching this go on. I try and stand up but Prince Nana pushes me back down on the bed.

"I said you ain't going anywhere."

I look at him than back at the TV. Swerve is putting one of his shirts in the crib with Brayden. I try and get up again but Prince pushes me back down again. I start trying to kick him away but Swerve comes into the room and sees what is going on. He grabs my legs and duct tapes my ankles together. He grabs me by my hair and pulls me close to his face. Prince Nana has the camera close to our faces.

"Your husband owes me. Owes me big time. He costed me a title opportunity. You let him know that he owes me. Got it?"

I gulp shaking my head yes. He smirks and pushes me onto the bed leaving my wrists, ankles and mouth taped up.

"Boss let's get out of here."

Prince grabs Swerve's arm and drags him out of the room. I move a little on the bed trying to get the duct tape off my wrists. I can't seem to get it off and start crying not being able to go see Brayden to make sure he is okay.

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**an hour later**

I am curled up in a ball still crying my eyes out when I hear the front door fling open.

"Brayden! Y/N!"

Brayden is in his room crying really loud. I moan in the bedroom not being able to say anything because of the duct tape on my mouth. I hear Adam run into Braydens room and get him calmed down. Adam than runs into our room finding me all duct taped on the bed.

"Oh my God babe!"

He grabs the scissors and starts cutting the duct tape off my ankles. He than cuts the duct tape off my wrists and looks at my face. He grabs a corner of the tape on my face.

"I'm sorry babe. I have to rip this off."

I shake my head and he proceeds to rip the tape off my mouth. I let out a little scream and grab my face. Adam puts his hands on my face and kisses my forehead.

"Baby I am so sorry! I didn't know he was going to do that! I am so sorry I wasn't here sooner! Are you okay?"

I look at him starting to cry again than stand up and walk to Brayden's room. I walk over, grab Brayden and hug him very tightly. Adam comes behind me and hugs us both very tightly.

"I am so sorry my loves. I really am sorry. I didn't know he was going to come here."

I sigh and look up at him.

"Honey. It's fine. We are both a little shaken up. But we will be okay. But just do me one favor."

He looks down at me confused. I smirk a little looking up at him.

"Kick his fucking ass for me and Brayden please."

Adam smiles down at me kissing my forehead.

"Anything for my loves. Anything."

He leans down and kisses Brayden's head than comes up and kisses me. I kiss him back smiling a little. I pull back and look at him putting Brayden back in his crib.

"If he didn't grab me by my throat and throw me on the bed, I would have definitely kicked his ass."

"Oh I know you would have baby."

He picks me up by my thighs as I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He carries me back to our bedroom and sets me nicely on the bed.

"Okay let's get some sleep baby. We both had a tough day."

He kisses my forehead again and looks down at me.

"Could you do me a favor and make sure the doors are locked please?"

I look at him with a worried look on my face. He puts his hand on my face.

"Of course baby. But if he even tries to come in now, I will personally kick his ass."

He gets up and makes sure all the doors and everything are locked throughout the house. He comes back into the room and I am all snuggled up under the blankets. He smiles and slides into bed with me wrapping his arms around me. I start to fall asleep in his arms feeling very safe and relaxed........

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Swerve Strickland Nfsw headcanons pls?? I love him sm

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST」 | 「 SWERVE STRICKLAND MASTERLIST 」

「 COMMISION INFO 」 | 「 LIKE MY WORK? BUY ME A COFFEE — KOFI — DXDDYHXUSEN 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — NSFW headcannons w/ swerve

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ]

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 332

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x swerve strickland

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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kinky as fuck not gonna lie

extreme sado-masochist

he revels in inflicting pain and also receiving it

let me tell you this man gets off on seeing you covered in marks and bruises that he’d created

he loves how you whimper in a delicious mix of pleasure and pain when he’s inflicting them

or how the way your so hesitant to inflict any form of pain on in, he finds the innocence of your reaction rather cute

pleasure dom

he is a master in the form of rope art, finding different, intricate ways to tie knots,accentuating the ones around your breats specifically

adoring the way the perky, soft flesh bulges between the rope, far easier for him to mark and bruise.

blood kink! has desplayed some vampiric like tendancies and will drink your blood with the proper precuation and consent

and will have a tendancy to bite you on random occasion even outside the realms of play

bdsm king

is lowkey a romantic.

fucks with the most intensity and passion, his focus and attention is all on you

in between more harsher moments of play he’ll caress your cheeks or smooth his thumb across your bottom lip, its a silent check in but one nonetheless

your safety and pleasure are his top priority, so the check in’s are frequent. and he’ll never force you to do something youre uncofmrotable with

even when engaging in more extreme forms on play, he’ll always let you hold his hand for comfort

aftercare is important to him, always makes sure to hold you for a few moments after the fact, caressing your body, especially your hips and stomach if he was particularly rough

just taking a few moments to caress and kiss you to make sure you felt secure and safe.

takes on a caregiver roll almost after the fact

runs a bath for you afterwards and cleans you up

he;ll remain by your side the entire night if you ask

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Just One Night

Swerve Strickland x f/Reader (18+)

Main Masterlist ♡ Wrestlers Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Smut under the cut. P in V. Oral (m receiving). Unprotected sex. Cum swallowing.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 870

Stephon - Swerve Strickland

"Take it all, sweetheart. Breath through your nose. I know I am much bigger than any other man you have ever been with." I said through gritted teeth as she forced more of my cock down her throat.

I wasn't lying when I said I was probably bigger than most, if not all, the previous men she has ever been with. I am long, and girthy, but most of all, I know how to fucking use my cock.

Her hair was wrapped around my fist, but I was letting her go at her own pace, for now. I looked down, my eyes connecting with her watery ones as she slowly took another couple of inches down her throat.

"I just knew when I first saw you that I would have you on your knees." She moaned around my cock, making my hips buck up, forcing her to take the last bit of my cock.

My head fell back as I let out the loudest groan possible. She started to move her head up and down, and my whole body shuddered.

As her hand gripped my balls, and started to play with them, I had to think about other things, willing myself not to finish all ready.

My mind quickly went just to two days ago, when I first saw her standing in my line at Meet and Greet. I talked much longer with her than I did anyone else, which the other fans noticed, but I did not care. I slipped her my number on the autograph photo of me.

It didn't take long for her to message me, and we spent the better part of two days texting each other. I had to leave tomorrow after, to hit the next city, so I only had tonight to see her.

I took her out for a drink, but we didn't stay long. Not with how the two of us have been flirting constantly. We found ourselves in my hotel room, kissing. She moved onto my lap and groaned at the feeling of how hard I already was for.

"Stephon, I want you." Was all I needed to practically rip that dress off of her, not all all surprised to see her with no panties on.

I pulled out of her mouth, gripping my own cock as I slowly jerked it up and down. "I wanted to taste you." Her hands were stroking my thighs.

"You will, but first. I need to feel you wrapped around me."

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Her moaning screams were muffled by hand covering her mouth as I fucked her hard and fast. My pace was so brutal that I knew she was going to have a hard time sitting tomorrow, but she was loving every second of this.

"Come on, give me one more. I know you have on in you." I groaned as I ground my hips against her ass. Her pussy seemed to squeeze me even more at the sound of my voice.

"Shit, come on, baby. Give it to me."

I became determined now for her to give me her sixth orgasm. When I asked her how many orgasmed a man had ever given her, she said five.

"I'll give you six." I told her, she laughed thinking I was joking.

I was not.

I pulled out of, groaning at the loss of her warmth, as I flipped her onto her back, folding her practically in half, as I slammed back into. Her legs over my shoulders, as I gripped her ass and lifted her lower body to get even deeper.

Her gaze became out of focus, and her mouth fell open as I changed the angle of my hips just a bit, making sure to hit that spot inside of her.

Her pussy was fluttering around me, making my own hips stutter. "Come on, baby. I can feel how close you are." I don't know much longer I can last.

I need to make her cum.

She took my hand and placed it on her neck as she reached between our two bodies and started to rub her clit, as my hand tightened around her neck.

That was all she needed before she was moaning my name like a prayer, her pussy squeezing my cock so tight, that it hurt, but I continued to fuck her through her orgasm.

I held off until I couldn't anymore. I pulled out of her, laid down beside her, before she got on her knees beside me, wrapped her lips around the head of my cock just as the first ropes of cum left my body.

I held her head in place as I came in her mouth. Her never once stopped as she made sure to swallow everything I had to give.

She looked at me and opened her mouth, showing me that it was all gone.

"Fucking hell. I may have to take you with me." I jokingly said.

"Well, you don't have to leave until the afternoon, and I have no where to be tonight."

"Let me get some food in us, and then we can go a few more rounds." I felt my spent cock twitch slightly at the thought of the rest of night.

Tag list: @lghockey @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla @crowleysqueenofhell

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 1 year

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✨Masterlist✨

This is my Main Masterlist that shows all the fics I have written for the following AEW and NJPW wrestlers. I ONLY write for the following AEW and NJPW wrestlers. Feel free to leave requests in my inbox!

RULES FOR REQUESTS: I do not write about the following under any circumstance

Any and all forms of pedophilia, rape, incest

Daddy kink/ dd/g

Characters must be 18+

Group sex of any kind

Only (wrestler) X fem reader (head cannons and imagines can be gender neutral)

These are my personal rules, I do not write about these certain things as I am either uncomfortable doing so.

I will delete any requests I am uncomfortable making!

Rules will be updated if needed

If you have any questions feel free to send a message!

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NSFW ALPHABET MASTERLIST

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Note: wrestlers with more than 5 fics will have their own master-list that you can find below!

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Single Mother

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You scared me

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Bundle Of Joy

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Out of my league ✉️💎

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Malakai Black

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