#wwe christian x reader

[aritamargarita]

ATTITUDE || 012

tonight, you find out who this secret admirer is and more shenanigans ensue. like anon said, reader is slowly entering her dean ambrose era but someone(s) want to put a stop to it before it gets worse. i KIND OF had to like split things up im doin something important just stick around....hotel interactions next chapter!

poor reader getting dragged into team extreme drama is insane like omg. at leaaasstt she can get closer to jeff, YAAYYY. this chapter, something in the air shifted i fear….

RAW IS WAR // 6:37 PM

Monday came around quickly and yet again, you were back at the arena. Raw was a little different than Smackdown’s set up, but you didn’t really mind. The interchangeable brands, despite how much trouble it caused you, was somewhere you could easily call home.

You and Lita really drank too much, huh? You’ll both have to get those pancakes another time.

You remember Lita calling you and thanking you for allowing her to spend the night, but you couldn’t even respond with how loudly you were laughing once those memories came crashing down.

You swore off of drinking for a while. You also made Lita agree to never take you out to a bar again. At least not before eating anything. And next time, the destination would be IHOP instead of some sleazy bar.

Lita had to beg you to not tell Jeff what she said. In compromise, she said that you could meet her in the locker room before the first match to talk.

Today’s matches were as follows…

CHRISTIAN VS. JEFF HARDY (EUROPEAN TITLE)

RVD VS. D-VON DUDLEY (HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP)

TRISH STRATUS VS. STACY KEIBLER

EDGE VS. TEST (INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE)

WILLIAM REGAL VS. BIG SHOW

THE ROCK VS. CHRIS JERICHO AND KURT ANGLE

At least you weren’t on the card, but Jeff’s got a match with Christian? Looks like Stacy’s got a match too. Perhaps you’d be seeing them very, very soon.

That is, if you had time. The voice of that man over the phone replayed in your head, reminding the time you should meet him. 7:50? No, 7:20. NO, 7:30!

Now’s not the time to have a bad memory. This could be important. If they had some sort of “strategy” to keep Stephanie down for a bit, you wanted to hear it. You came earlier than usual just to ensure that you’d be there in time.

The hushed and murmured voices made you stop. You could hear them behind the door.

“Well, is she in here?”

“Ya’ think I know for sure?”

Okay, just by the tone of their voices, it sounded like Debra and Austin outside of your door. Their questions towards each other had turned into a small argument, something about who’s going to be the one to call you out first.

Why’d they show up? You knew Austin saw how mad you were the night of your match, so maybe he told Debra.

“Come on out, [Name].” Austin calls. “Just want to talk.”

You didn’t want to be chastised. It’s the last thing you wanted to hear, especially from him. “I’m not coming out.”

“Don’t make me break this door down.”

This time you got scared because you knew that he’d do it. So you slowly crack open the door. “Yes?” Of course, those cameras you loved so dearly were rolling. This must be good.

Debra steps forward, an apologetic look on her face. “We’ve been thinking...after what happened back on Smackdown…we think you should start looking into some anger management classes. You see, Mr. McMahon has offered it to certain people who were apart of the Alliance after a recommendation.”

Anger management classes??

It was one thing for Mr. McMahon to pour MORE salt in the wound after a crushing loss to your original team, but to even suggest anger management? You’ve gotta be fucking kidding.

“If I have to look into anger management classes, he has to look into them too!” You point a finger at Austin accusingly.

“Me? Anger management?” Shockingly enough, he seemed appalled at your words. “I don’t need a damn anger management class, goddamnit. All I need is a forklift.”

“You have issues!”

Debra can only shake her head. This is exactly why you should look into it. However, you made a valid case. The more she thought about it, she realizes the both of you needed to go. “That’s it then. I’ll be signing the both of you up for a class next week.” She briskly walks away, not staying around to hear you two’s outburst.

“Hey, no! What if I have a match or something? Debraaaaa!” You complain. Austin wasn’t too happy about this decision either. You walk after her, pleading to not let you go. “Pleaaasee?? Can’t you just send him alone? He’s an angry guy! Like way more angry than me!”

“My answer is final!” She asserted, making you take a step back. “If it makes you feel better, there are other people who you may know that are attending. Why don’t you make some friends?”

“Ughhhhh…” You groan. Debra softly rubs your shoulder.

Once Debra made her mind up, that was it. Looks like you’ll be taking anger management classes with Austin.

Pissed off wasn’t strong enough to describe how he felt about it. He comes closer to you two, rubbing his face. “I need a beer.”

“I don’t have anger management issues, I was just mad!“ You complain. “Throwing chairs at the walls aren’t even that bad! I could do worse. I could do way worse, right?!”

You turn over to Austin, who was simply shaking his head at you. For a split second he was going to say something, but decided not to. So far, the things he’s done in the past have been completely worse than what you’ve did in the last few days.

In an effort to take it off your mind for now, you look between the two. “Err, have any of you seen Jeff Hardy? I’d like to talk to him.”

“Not at all.” Debra shook his head. “Wouldn’t he usually be with his brother and that Lita girl?”

“Sort of, kind of. Not with Lita. They got into an argument or something, but right now I’m not sure if they’re cool. I really hope things blow over.”

“Why talk to him?” Austin just cuts to the chase. “Rainbow hair makes me sick. Him and that girl who can’t pull her pants up.”

You roll your eyes. Of course he had an iffy opinion on them. He’s so old school. You bet if you gave him a keyboard, he’d take forever to type just one word.

“I can’t tell you. But it’s really important.”

“Let the girl go.” Debra waves her hand. “The classes aren’t today. Besides, I need to talk with you about things, Austin.” She then looks at you knowingly, a mischievous glint in her eye. Did she kno—

“Why’re ya’ lookin’ like that??” Austin questioned, switching his finger between you two.

Debra feigns innocence. “Like what?”

“Ya’ looked at her with that look in your eye like ya’ got something planned.”

“We don’t know what you’re talking about!” You smile. “Listen, I’ll catch up with you guys later. I need to find Jeff.” This was very urgent. It’s a matter of life or death.

“Hey, kid, before ya’ go…” Austin holds out his hand, causing you to stop in place. “Almost forgot. We’re on commentary tonight.”

…You’re on commentary?! Seriously?

“Wait, for all the matches?”

Debra shakes her head, thankfully. “Just for the last match I believe. You two need to keep it together. No picking fights. If they start something with you, you walk away.”

That’ll be easy for you, unless, for some reason…someone decides to show up unannounced again. If Jericho decided to mess with you, then that’d be another fish to fry.

For Austin though, it may be a little harder. Incredibly harder.

The Rock was in the match. It was a no-brainer that they’ve always had some sort of tension. And Jericho was there too. Not to mention Kurt Angle. Those men have had problems with him in the past.

Who cares right now?! You had to figure out if you should make a move or not! If Jeff had a thing for you, you needed to strike accordingly, right? You walk back in the other direction towards the locker room.

You still couldn’t believe it though. Lita had really spilled the beans on that one. This whole time, Jeff Hardy may or may not have been interested in you.

If you were fast enough, you could catch him and Christian’s match. It would be best to change right now. Should you wear something nice? It’s not like you were going on a date in the ring or something. 

...Okay, maybe you’re thinking about this too hard.

RAW IS WAR // 6:50 PM

You were all set. New clothes, feeling energized, and most importantly, feeling confident. Tonight was a new night, so you couldn’t let anyone get you down.

“Hey, [Name]…you look nice…?”

The familiar voice makes you turn on your heel almost immediately. “Oh, you’ve got a lot of guts showing up here.”

Stacy holds out her hands. “Hey! I’m on your side. I don’t think you’ve ever asked me how I felt, huh? Before you try anything, just listen to what I have to say!”

Just this once, you’ll give her the time of day.

“I…I hate Torrie as much as you do.” She admits. “I don’t know how you didn’t realize. We’ve been at each other’s necks for at least a week or two now.”

“If it’s only been a week or two, you’ve gotta give me a break.” You sigh. “I’ve a lot of shit on my plate, Stacy.”

“I understand that!” She seems happy you hadn’t attacked her yet, clearing her throat afterwards. “But I just wanted to let you know before you came after me. Don’t forget, I’m your best friend too.”

Right. She is.

“Torrie’s been spreading some nasty things about you.”

You roll your eyes. This same song and dance. “I know. If it’s about the letters—“

“Oh, no,” Stacy shakes her head, folding her arms behind her back. “Not about letters at all. She says you’ve been sleeping around.”

“First of all, if anyone’s doing the sleeping around, it’s her. Last time, I remember her and Mr. McMahon had some sort of meeting. I hope she knows talent is not sexually transmitted…not like Mr. McMahon is talented anyway.”

Stacy comes over and hits your arm. “You can’t say that! You could get fired, what if someone’s listening?!”

“I’m just saying! Jeez.” You rub your arm. “By the way, you’re lucky you said something, because I was about to fight you right here.”

For some reason, she doesn’t seem to stop talking about Torrie, even if you thought it was over. “Did I mention she says you’re trashing most of the superstars? I mean, even disrespecting legends, wow!”

What? Disrespecting legends? What legends was she talking about?? Now, some of them deserved it. But who exactly?

“Wait, who?”

Stacy opens her mouth, but is interrupted by the door opening.

In comes Lita, surprised to see you two not mauling each other. Sure, it wasn’t Torrie, but it’s someone she associated with. “…You guys are still friends?” She stares at Stacy for a moment, fighting the urge to glare.

Stacy nods. “Of course. That’s my [Name]!” She gives you a tight hug. “I’ll see you later, okay?” Just like that, she was gone. Suspiciously quick.

You simply wave as she walks off. Lita can only scoff. “Her? Really? After I poured my heart out last night?”

“I just think you’re jealous.” You grin. “Litaaa’ss jeaaallouusss.”

Your sing-song tone made her smile as well. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever makes you happy.” She looks at you, then your outfit of choice. “Woah, that’s a transformation if I’ve ever seen one. You really want his attention, huh?”

It’s not like she wasn’t dressed up herself either. Her thong was literally saying ‘hello!’ to you. “You’re talking about me, but do you have a match I don’t know about?” You question, walking over to fold the clothes you decided not to wear.

….You’ve never folded clothes so fast, with shaky hands at that. Lita catches on quickly and takes a seat nearby. She doesn’t comment on it, but she damn sure notices.

“Just accompanying Jeff to the ring. Don’t worry, I’m not stealing him away from you or anything.” She prefaced. “..He just got really hurt at Survivor Series. And in the argument that Matt started, he didn’t want him to perform.”

She didn’t want you to be nervous. In fact, she could even sympathize. Maybe YOU were more shy than she thought, haha.

You take a breather, doing your best to offset the anxiety. “Oohh, I see. No wonder. So, it’s just you and Matt that are having issues.”

“No, no,” Lita shakes her head. “Jeff has problems with Matt too. Me and Jeff don’t have any issue with each other.”

Noooow you got it. She didn’t explain that in depth when you first asked her. She must’ve still been frazzled from the whole thing.

“I just have a feeling Jeff’ll do something risky. As much as I hate to say this, you’ll have to take advantage of that. I’ll pretend like it’s a complete surprise.” Lita pauses for a moment, taking a second to now stretch on the floor. “…If Matt by chance shows up, he’s not gonna be happy Jeff’s in a match tonight.”

You finish with folding things up, zipping your bag shut. “Fine with me. Hey, you’re not gonna screw me over, are you?”

Lita gives you a confused look. “Hell no. Why would I do that?”

“Just making sure.”

RAW IS WAR // 7:05 PM

You hoped this wouldn’t take too long. As much as you wanted to see Jeff, you had other obligations. You wanted to be in the parking lot at 7:30 sharp, no later than that. It’d be better if you got there earlier.

You’re backstage now, checking out the match on the television. It’s been going on for a while now. You giggle as you notice how Jeff’s shirt was stuck around his ankles. Him being shirtless was one thing, but you were immature enough to giggle at his shirt. You noticed how it limited his movement and Christian was really wearing him down because of it.

You’d ask him how things were going later. It makes you jump in surprise to see Jeff rebound with a enzugiri.

By this point, Matt’s already down to the ring, picking an argument with Lita. While they’re at it, you think it’s time to head down to the ring yourself.

With a pep in your step, you make your way to gorilla. You’d only stick around to check in on Jeff and give him help, but that’s it. Every little bit counts.

You push away the curtains and head down to the ring, catching Lita’s gaze. She fought the smile on her face, doing her best to look upset instead. The crowd cheers at your appearance.

Jeff notices you, confused as to why you’re out here in the first place. You don’t have anything to do with him. You wave at him.

Oh…

Did you come out for him? For some reason, a small grin appears on his face, but it’s quickly knocked off as Christian clotheslined him.

Christian notices you too. He comes over and even blows you a kiss.

He’s funny.

You cross your arms. You’re not out for him right now! Just for Jeff, but maybe you’ll keep that to yourself for now. You wave at him, feeling as if it’s rude to not respond.

Lita jogs away from Matt (much to his own confusion, a lot of it was going around..) right over to you.

“Started to think you wouldn’t come out here!” She raises her voice so you can hear her over the crowd. “Thought your dad was gonna stop you. I could’ve sworn he told me to pull my pants up!”

You laugh, raising your voice as well. “Yeah, right. Are things going okay out here?”

“Not..really.” She looks away, doing her best to not stare at Matt anymore. “It’s hard being here.”

“I get it. I’m sorry about that.” You turn your attention back to the ring, and Lita returns to her spot nearby Matt. Now you two were on opposite sides.

Christian begins to turn Jeff into the Killswitch, but Jeff reverses it into the Twist of Fate. Matt begins to scream at him to do the pin, but instead he climbs onto the top rope.

Even you thought it was a good idea to pin Christian. Was Jeff really going to be able to do this??

Matt comes over to your side yelling at him and you move further away. Christian, in the meanwhile, rolls out of the ring to safety.

But not for long. Jeff readjusts himself to do a high flying move, but Matt is still yelling. Taking advantage, Christian shoves Matt into the ring post, knocking Jeff straight into the mat.

You wince. That must’ve really hurt.

Christian gets right back into the ring and pins Jeff, retaining his championship. He points down at you with a smile.

You have to say, good for him. You clap, giving him some respect. You had nothing against him.

He rolls out of the ring and you roll right in.

“Jeff.” You get down on your knees, leaning over him. “Why’d you do that?”

He takes a minute to respond, breathing heavily. “Thought…ya’ might like it.”

Before you could say something, the referee shoos you out of the ring and you roll back out to give them space.

Jeff didn’t want that. He struggles to get up and slowly crawls out himself. “Wait.” He rasps, reaching out toward you. You come a bit closer to help him out and back up the ramp.

He’s holding his neck as you two go up, Matt and Lita trailing behind. This isn’t going to be good, you could just tell.

The closer you got to towards the medic, the thicker the tension had gotten. It got even worse after you entered the room.

No one was saying anything to each other. You and Lita could only exchange glances. The crinkling of the ice bag was the only sound heard throughout the room. One of the medics handed it over to you, and almost as if they knew something bad was coming, left the room.

You gently place it over the back of Jeff’s neck, making him quietly sigh. It must’ve been one of relief, because he sets his hand over your own.

“Jeff, how could you be so stupid, man?!”

And there it was. Matt stroked the fire.

“Stupid?!” Jeff immediately gets up from his spot, almost as if he had a jolt of energy. It startled you slightly, leaving the bag of ice in your hand.

“Yeah, stupid. I told you, you shouldn’t even have been wrestling tonight.” Matt got in his face. “But did you listen to me? No. And even when you went in the ring, I supported you. I told you what you should do. I told you; don’t take any unnecessary risks. I told you; do the Twist of Fate and beat him on the mat—“

Jeff interrupts him. “Who asked you, Matt? Who asked you to get involved in the match anyway, huh?”

“Nobody asked me to get involved. I got involved because I care about you. I got involved because I care about the team. Do you care about the team, Jeff?” Matt’s words were coming out almost a thousand miles an hour. It’s almost like this has been on his mind for a while.

You watch as they continue going back and forth for a while. You didn’t want to take sides, you were only watching from the sidelines.

Lita runs her hands through her hair. This was really getting to her. You felt really bad. She shouldn’t have to be in the middle of this.

“—Ever since we were kids Matt, you’ve been trying to run my life, you’ve been trying to control me.” Jeff accuses. “You’ve always thought you’re smarter, you’ve always thought you’re better..”

“I don’t think it’s a question that I’m smarter than you, Jeff. I think that’s obvious. And somebody—“

“Guys, relax, Lita is….“ You try to intervene, but you immediately get shut down by Matt.

“Look, shut up, please. She’s not in this and neither are you. I don’t even know why you’re here.” And now, his attention is on you. “Are you here just for yourself? Which one of us do you want to ruin first? Is it Jeff?”

Ruin? That must’ve been something Torrie must’ve spread. Matt must’ve considered you bad news.

But Jeff quickly stands up for you. “Don’t tell her to shut up. She came to help me, unlike someone I know. She actually cares.”

It goes silent again. You’re not exactly sure what to say.

This time, Lita speaks up. “…I thought you were in here cause’ you cared about Jeff. At the very least you could be nice to someone who’s trying to help. It’s pretty obvious the only thing you care about is yourself.”

She leaves, and Jeff glares at Matt. “Who feels stupid now, Matt?”

Matt ignores his comment, simply giving Jeff a scowl of his own. He calls after Lita and leaves the room.

Now, you and Jeff were alone. He mutters an apology, sitting back on the seat.

You say nothing, instead setting the bag of ice back onto his neck. He sets his hand back onto your own.

“You….look nice today.” Jeff compliments you, using his free hand to toy with his armband. He had no idea why he felt so on edge in your presence. Whether it was the atmosphere of the argument still lingering or just the idea of you taking care of him, he didn’t know.

“Hah.” You let out a strained laugh. “Thanks.”

It’s hard to bounce back from what just happened. And you didn’t know what else to say.

You had an idea though.

You let go of the ice and so does he. Jeff looks up at you questionably as you move to sit next to him.

No one was in the room, no one had to know.

So, instead of saying anything else, you take a chance and just kiss him. “I didn’t know what else to say, sorry.”

Jeff doesn’t have anything to say either, as his response is nothing more than returning his lips to your own. Again, and again. Each time, it was harder than the last. You hadn’t even realized how close you got to him until you felt his body against your own.

He sets his hand on your back, doing his best to keep you as close as possible.

You already felt like you couldn’t breathe. And just as you were going to open your mouth for him just a little more, he lightly pushes you away. Nothing lasts forever, you guess.

You still groan in disappointment.

“If we keep doing this, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.” He admitted. “..and my neck is killing me.”

All you can do is nod. At least he came to his senses, any further and you’d forget your meet up with your secret admirer. You were close to blowing him off.

You finally collect your words. “What time..is it?”

Jeff looks up towards the clock in the room. “7:20.”

Shit. You had ten minutes to get it together.

“I’ve gotta go.” You say, getting out of your seat. “There’s something I’ve gotta do. I hope you get better, sorry about earlier.” In order to not explode, you try to talk about other things. “You guys shouldn’t have to go through that as a team.

Jeff waves you off. “It’ll blow over. Thanks for staying with me. I’ll see ya’ later.”

RAW IS WAR // 7:27 PM

You were in a mad dash to the parking lot, trying to make sure you were on time. You had about 3 minutes to spare luckily, so here you were, just rubbing your temples.

“Over here, Nitro Girl.”

You turn over to the direction of the voice, a curious look on your face. The curiosity turns into shock.

“Hey, wait, aren’t you….?”

The man nods. He’s a little aggressive as he shoves the bouquet of flowers into your arms. “Hunter. You’re a bit early.”

You just couldn’t believe it.

…..Triple H? He’s the person who wanted to meet you out here? Was this some sort of setup so Stephanie could ambush you from behind?

“Is this a joke?” You boldly ask. “Out of all people, it’s you??”

“No joke..“ He doesn’t seem to be in the best of moods, but you don’t point it out. “I’m going to cut to the chase. I think Stephanie is sleeping with someone else.”

Huh?!

Your eyes widen. That was one hell of an accusation. “How do you know?”

“I haven’t been in the ring and she’s been going on about this whole spiel about becoming business partners with others while I’m away. Because you refused, I think your attack on Smackdown may have been planned. I know how she is.”

“Do you really think it was planned? The only other person I could think of would be Jericho, but there’s no way he would be on it.” You say. “I mean, he’s called her so many nasty names. I don’t get it. And there’s no way in hell it could be Austin.”

Hunter shook his head. “Jericho’s the only one that makes sense. He’s threatened by me and he knows as soon as I come back, I’ll be going for the title spot. He’ll do anything to take me down, even if it means associating with Stephanie.”

“Yikes.” You mutter, adjusting the bouquet of flowers in your arms. “So, what’re you asking me to do here?”

“How about we become business partners?” He suggests. “You want revenge. I want a spot in the title picture. It’s an even exchange, nothing less, nothing more. I want to see what she’ll do next. If it’s true, we’ll officially start. If it’s false, we’ll pretend like we never met. Do we have a deal?”

You had nothing to lose, so you agree. “We have a deal. I’ll let you know if I see or hear anything.”

Neither of you had the confirmation, but once you did, it’d be one hell of a week.

RAW IS WAR // 7:45 PM

You were able to put the flowers from Hunter away in the locker room. Austin was waiting for you outside to head out to the announcers table. In order to get by him, you passed it off as a secret admirer gift to Trish. Someone gave it to you, so you decided to pass on the message. You refused to elaborate any further than that.

“Let’s get goin’ kid, they’re waitin’ on us.” Austin rushes you out, making you groan. 

“I’m coming, hold on!” You close the door behind you. 

“Took ya’ long enough. I was gonna leave.”

Well, you’re here now!

Once you two hit gorilla, the sound of glass shattering was your cue. Austin walks down the ramp with you behind him. While he’s all serious, you wave to the crowd.

There’s a fan that reaches out a pen and a picture of you. Before you meet Austin at the table, you decide to sign it. You quickly write your signature with a smile and give them a final wave before you run towards the announcer table.

You take a seat nearby Austin, as JR and Jerry greet you before JR begins his introduction.

‘And we are back here on Raw, Raw Zone on the new TNN. At ringside, Austin and [Name] accompany us…..’

Jerry automatically has his attention on you. ‘You look great tonight!’

You gave a thumbs up at his compliment. ‘I take pride in my wardrobe!’

Austin isn’t too happy about you taking too long, complaining as soon as you put your headphones on. ‘She always takes her time gettin’ places because of her little wardrobe!’

‘I have to pick something out! And don’t even start, I was signing an autograph, okay! I was being nice! Debra told us to play nice!’

Before you can continue, the pop of pyro and Jericho’s music immediately gets you hot. You’re so sick and tired of him.

Lillian announces him in. “The following handicap match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from Winnipeg Manitoba Canada, weighing 227 pounds, Chris Jericho!”

‘Y2J told us earlier this night what was wrong with his game all along,” JR says. ‘He cared about the fans. Obviously, he doesn’t care any longer.’

‘Oh, whatever. He only cares about himself!’ You accuse.

Jericho enters the ring, turning his attention down to the announcers table. He smirks seeing you two, and you can only shoot daggers at him. ‘I fucking hate you!’ Of course, they bleeped your curse word out, but you meant what you said. You were still heated from your own handicap match. 

His music cuts off, changing into Kurt Angle’s music.

“Introducing his partner from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Kurt Angle!”

‘Austin, you and Kurt Angle will go one-on-one for the WWF title at Vengeance. The winner of that match will go on against either Y2J or The Rock to unify those championships. How do you feel?’ JR asks.

‘Gotta be nervous, huh? I mean, this is the undisputed championship we’re talking about!’ Jerry adds.

‘I’m not nervous about those sons of bitches at all. I’m coming out of Vengeance as the undisputed champion. Most importantly, I won’t be kissing Vince’s ass tonight.’

Wait, huh? You look at Austin curiously. ‘Woah, I’m confused. What’re you talking about?’

You couldn’t hear anything else after The Rock’s music hits, the crowd coming alive and screaming. ‘I have to say, I’m on Rock’s side! A handicapped match? I can sympathize how hard it is. This isn’t fair.’

“And from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 240 pounds, he is the World Champion, The Rock!”

JR agrees with you. ‘I can agree with you, [Name]. He’ll be lucky to survive this.’

Austin seems offended at your words. ‘You’re on his side? Really? Ya’ weren’t even goin’ in alone!’

‘I mean, can’t you sympathize sort of? The odds were—‘

Suddenly, Ric Flair’s music hits just as soon as the match is ready to begin. The crowd “woo’s”.

You snap your fingers. ‘Oh, I forgot! He bought our stock, huh?’

‘And he made a career of being fashionably late. The match already started!’ Jerry says.

Flair’s raspy voice echoes. “I don’t think my business partner will mind at all the fact that I am changing this handicap match into a tag match, WOO! Without further ado, The Rock’s partner, Kane!”

As soon as he says his name, an explosion of fire comes from the ramp.

Kane….

Kane was another story. You weren’t quite sure about him, nor have you seen him around. All you’ve heard was that he had a bad, bad upbringing. He was intimidating and you were almost scared. 

This match certainly was something else.

k temporary spacer thingy. i decided to kind of speed through the like last match since its not as important. what’s important is what comes after it sort of. sorry for cutting the jeff scene so short though, i kinda had to push myself out of my comfort zone since im not that experienced with likeeee all the serious romance stuff. there’s more to come next. btw i promise we’ll see some more superstars soon,,ones that left and all yes yes. btw “nothing more nothing less” my ass smh.

anyone been rushed out before by your parents? like them threatening to leave u if u dont hurry up?? yeah its totally stone cold and [name] lmaoo,,, them anger management classes about to go hard💯

also kane interaction anyone? no? ok i’ll leave…

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How do you think Christian Cage would react to someone dissing his wife y/n in a promo?

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What happens when the rivalry between Christian Cage and Adam Copeland goes too far and causes Adam to say some controversial unscripted things about Y/n and the Patriarchy

word count: 1K+

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I currently sat in my private locker room with Killswitch, Nick Wayne, my wife Y/n and our baby girl Madaline. The five of us sat in a comfortable silence as we watched Collison on the tv in the locker room. Looking around the room I felt a fuzzy feeling in my chest, I was surrounded by my beautiful dysfunctional family. The people I loved most. I was distracted from my thoughts when I heard Y/n and Nick start to boo at the screen. I looked to find my former best friend turned arch rival Adam Copeland on the screen. Copeland had been on my ass for months, ever since he arrived in AEW he wouldn't leave me or my family alone. I was on my last straw with him, what else could he want from me. I already beat him TWICE, for god sakes he put my son through a flaming table! He has no right to be demanding another title shot, he is undeserving. 

I watched as Adam walked to the ring microphone in hand, what the hell did he want now. 

“I am sick and tired of Christian Cage and the Patrarchy, all they do is cheat. If it wasn’t for Y/n and her tricks I would be standing here as your TNT Champion. Speaking of Y/n I don’t think you know this but in real life her and Christian Cage are married. Yeah, let that sink in for a moment. I guess Christian Cage really does have a thing for fatherless wrestlers, bonus points if they are way younger than he is.” 

I could feel my blood boiling as I heard the words fall from Adams mouth. I looked to Y/n and she was in shock like the rest of us. “I mean she is 20 years younger than him! But hey who am I to judge, if I was Christian Cage I would do the same thing. I mean have you seen her, damn. Christian you better watch out because once I take your title I’m going to take your controversally young wife. Which by the way you only married because you knocked her up, nice job having a newborn at 50” 

At this point I was livid, I wanted to kill Adam Copeland, how dare he talk about my family like that. For someone who gets so mad when someone brings up his family it’s ironic how he has no problem talking about other peoples relationships. 

“While I’m at it did you know the the age gap between Nick Wayne and Y/n is significantly lower than her’s with Christian, Gross. Y/n if a filty who-” Just then his mike was cut

That was the final straw, I stormed out of my private locker room and ran to the stage. I was going to make him pay. I knew this was probably a trap but I didn’t care, my adrenaline was pumping. I jumped on top of Adam and beat the bloody hell out of him for real. He tried to cover himself from my blows but they did nothing. I was able to get a good amount of shots in before security pulled me off of him. “I’m going to fucking kill you! What the fuck is your problem huh!” I yelled to Adam as security held us apart. The audience was shocked, they could tell that this wasn’t a work, for god sakes they cut off his mike before he did any more damage. My adrenaline was still pumping and I knew I coudn’t let Adam have the last word, especially after he disrespected my wife. I managed to steal a microphone that thankfully worked. 

“What the hell is your problem. You disgust me, how dare you speak of my wife and family like that. I think you are jealous of me. You have a boring marriage that has no love, you are married to an old hag who can’t even sleep in the same bed as you. Can’t you accept that I am just better than you, I have a better life, a better wife, I am the TNT champion god dammit. Just acceppt it and move on, and speaking of cheating just go home and beg your wife to forgive you for cheating on her AGAIN. Now I’ll admit that I am an asshole but I would never so something like that to the woman I love. Oh and I dare you to talk about Y/n again, next time I will make sure to kill you” 

With that I left, security escorted me backstage and out of the building. I didn’t even care of the consequences I could possibly face, I was proud of defending my family. On my way out I saw all the wrestlers backstage comforting Y/n who was understandably very upset. It warmed my heart to see.

***

A day has passed since the incident with Adam Copeland and myself on Collision. Like I assumed everyone was talking about it. Considering in this rivalry I am the bad guy Y/n and myself had received nothing but support during the whole situation. People were turning on Adam for his actions, being disgusted with what he said. AEW made the decision to give Copeland a four week suspension along with making him put out an public apology. The following is a total BS apology from Adam Copeland;  

*I would like to sincerely apologise to Y/n, Christian Cage, AEW and the fans for my actions on Saturday. What I said was truly uncalled for. I apologise to everyone who was offended with my words. I take full responsibility for my actions and will continue to work on being a better person. - Rater R Superstar Adam Copeland* 

What a total jerk. 

“I’m sorry you had to go through that” I told Y/n as the two of us lied in bed, mutaly deciding we would spend the day rotting in bed after what happened not even 24hrs ago. “It’s not your fault, you didn’t know he was going to say that” She told me reassuringly “I know but what he said was fucked up. I love you so much, like so so much. I would do anything for you Y/n” I told her as I began to place delicate kisses on her neck. “What are you doing?” Y/n said playfully 

“Showing you how much I love you” 

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[judgementdaysunshine]

Separation anxiety

Pairing: Jeff Hardy x Fem reader x Christian Cage

Description: The boys notice your separation anxiety and help you manage it

For as long as you can remember ever since you were a kid you never really liked being left alone whether it was your mom going to the bathroom, friends going off leaving you in the corner at a party, or now following the boys as they went to catering. You had been with Christian and Jeff for the past four months and they had started noticing your anxiety and not being real far behind over the last two and a half weeks which they thought was because of how much they had gotten hurt or that you did have a bad concussion recently but when they would still notice you a little bit down the hall or in the next room they had a gut feeling of something wrong as you stop a bit behind them talking with the APA before they walk to the curtain for their match turning when jeff leads you to his and christian's locker room sitting between them as you feel some of the fear seep out of you "What's wrong honey?" you slump leaning your head on christian as he kissed the top of your head while jeff intertwined your hand with his tearing up "I always think I'm gonna be alone...I've always felt like that since I was a kid and each time one or both of you leave even for a second I am afraid of neither of you coming back". They knew you had bad anxiety and you didn't like being alone a lot but they didn't know just how bad the separation anxiety was until now as they hold you in their arms "It's okay we're not leaving we're here baby" you felt more safety and unconditional love between the three of you as your sandwiched between them whispering softly to you before getting your match done the boys following them back to jeff's house where you all changed and laying on the couch with your head in jeff's lap and christian's hand lightly running over your thigh "We love you darling" kisses are shared throughout the long night before all of you passed out tangled together on the couch where your found by Lita and Matt.

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[windhamsrotunda]

Pairing: Christian Cage x Female! Reader (in her late 20's) x Edge (WWE)

Synopsis: - influenced by the song "Guys My Age" by Hey Violet. You haven't seen your ex since you broke up with him a little over a year ago. As soon as your two older neighbors, Adam and Jay, have acknowledged you being single, you find yourself getting the attention you desired from the grown up's when you were once with your ex. 

Rating: Mature (18+ Only! Minors dni)

Warnings: rpf (real person fiction), fluff, strong language, birthday sex (it's the reader's birthday), threesome, fluffy smut, Adam and Jay comfort/praise the reader, pet names (angel, our love, dove) age gap (as mentioned above, characters are in their late 20's and late 40's), dry humping / oral (m receiving) aftercare in the shower with Jay, etc.

Total Word Count: 3,005

Today was your very special day, your 28th birthday. A birthday you hope would be better than the last one. Your ex-boyfriend ruined your last birthday for you. Why? Because that pretentious asshole broke up with you right on the spot all over a little heated argument that occurred over a week ago the following year. You sat alone in your house, the house that was once lived in with another person, your ex-boyfriend. 

A sigh bolted out of your chest as you contemplated on either going out by yourself for your birthday at a restaurant or staying home. You felt unloved ever since the "man of your dreams" left you in such an unexpected way which shattered your heart in a million pieces, but you had neighbors that you knew. Neighbors who were significantly older than you who'd probably take good care of you and spoil you rotten. It sounded weird about the thought of having a "friends with benefits" relationship with both of your hot neighbors  Adam Copeland and Jay Reso, maybe you were desperate to get the right attention from the dilfs next door. 

"Fuck it," a thought erupted through your brain cells as you found yourself wandering next door to Adam and Jay's house. When you made it to their front porch, you slowly raised your fist to knock on the brown wooden door waiting for one of them to answer. The next thing you knew, the door handle turned slightly and it flung open.

"Hi, y/n! Happy birthday!" Jay greeted you with arms enveloped around you.

"Thank you, Jay. Mind if I come in?" You crack a smile, moving strands of your hair out of your face.

He nodded in acknowledgment, "Don't mind at all, love." Placing a quick wet kiss on the surface of your hand, the random kiss made you blush like a mad woman.

"Thank you," thanking him once again, you took a big step inside of the spotless home. No one had their house this clean, you thought. As Jay closed the door behind you, you casually walked over to the couch and sat yourself down on it. The smell of candles filled the air, you quickly recognized the smell of the candle, lavender. Your favorite type of candle smell.

"Happy birthday, dear." you have heard Adam say from the other room, "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Thank you, Adam, but no thank you at the moment." you replied.

Jay grabbed his coffee cup that sat on the coffee table,  "So, y/n, I heard you told Adam that you were single," he raised his cup up to his lips, beginning to drink out of his cup, his blue orbs twinkling.

"Yes," you flashed him another friendly smile, "I told him less than a week ago. And I'm not happy about it."

He gave you a pitiful look. A look that you could never forget.

"Awe sweetheart, please know you'll find another man who will love and appreciate you for who you are. Fuck that asshole of a boyfriend you had, we all know for a fact he wasn't being so good to you." 

You rubbed the pad of your shoulder, looking up at the much older men, they were now both standing over you paying close attention to you. They looked at each other for a glimpse of a second before turning their attention back to you making your eyebrow raise in confusion.

"Is everything okay?" You abruptly ask, feeling as if they were up to something. First, the kiss on your hand from Jay once you walked into the house, then realizing that they put your favorite type of candle lit up on their coffee table. 

"Oh yeah, everything is alright, it's just we have something to tell you that we were holding back for a while now." Adam's lips curled into a smirk at you, "please don't be alarmed once we tell you it."

"Me? Alarmed? No," you chuckled nervously by the thought of what they were about to tell you.  "you can tell me anything."

Jay placed his hands deep in his front pockets, he let out a small sigh.

"A beautiful young woman like you needs to be loved, so since you're the birthday girl, me and Adam decided on our own terms that we would show you how much we love and care about you. We know your last birthday was ruined by the asshole boyfriend you've had, so why not do this?"

Jay gestures out a hand to you, you accept his hand in yours, he brings you up to your feet. He grazed over your thumb, his ocean blue eyes beaming right at you as you felt all of his weight slowly tower into you. A kiss was developed on your soft, small lips and hell did it surprise the living shit out of you. You tasted every ounce of the sugary taste that was on his lips from sipping his coffee, you could see from the corner of your eye that Adam was watching and getting a visible erection from his black skinny jeans.

"I need you." Jay suddenly announced in between kisses, slightly pulling himself away to look you in the eyes once more, his eyes asking: "Do you really want to do this?"

 "Take me, please Jay." you plead in a blissful tone.

His hands were beginning to work the straps of your dress off, letting it hit the solid wooden floors. You stepped out of your dress, leaving yourself in your laced black bra and underwear. 

"Oh my God, Adam. Isn't she stunning?" he asked his best friend of thirty years, earning a soft gasp from the ultimate opportunist. 

"Yes. She's more than stunning, she is drop-dead gorgeous and it looks like we need to take good care of her." Adam spoke in a lustful, deep voice. 

"Lay down on the couch," Jay demanded in a delicate manner, pointing at the couch you sat upon earlier. 

You nodded in an attentive response, laying yourself down, stupidly blushing at their reactions and how slack-jawed they were. Adam walked over to you kneeling down next to you, pressing  trails of kisses from the nape of your neck all the way down to your belly, making your body spasm in pleasure. 

"Help me hold her in place while I take off her bra and panties for her. She is too fuckin' squirmy for me to handle by myself." 

Jay held you down gently while Adam removed the remaining material off of your body. He signaled for Jay to start playing with himself as he straddled you in his clothed lap, you began to rock yourself back and forth on his knee, practically dry humping him. 

"Such a pretty, pretty girl." he praised, "How did we get this lucky to have you naked in front of us?"

You got yourself off on his lap by the words he coherent, begging for more like a dog in heat. You could feel yourself on Adam's erection bulging through his pants, earning a low growl from the 49-year-old man.

"My god you're already wet?" he chuckled darkly, "We haven't gotten to the fun part yet, my love."

Jay was palming himself through the tight fabric of his black dress pants, a frustrated moan bubbled out of his chest. You were already wet for the two older men, a rope of wetness leisurely leaked out of your garden. Hearing Jay’s moans was like harmony to your ears, the sight of him touching himself by the fact of him wanting you had made your head fuzzy and unable to think straight forward or coherent clear sentences in ancient tongue. Along with Adam who had his head tilted back against the back of the couch, a fainted groan drew from his lungs right when your parted thighs brushed up against the head of his clothed cock.

‘’Need you inside of me,’’ a cry ruptured your lungs, your moonlit face falling into the nape of his neck. 

‘’So needy,’’ Adam t’sked. ‘’Jay, get over here, It’s your turn to take over her little body.’’ 

As soon as he left your side, you couldn't hold yourself back from pouting. Your bottom pink lip was puffed out, impatient and eager to have sex with your dilf neighbors on your birthday. In desperation for something much more than dry humping Adam, you grabbed Jay by the hand and lured him onto the couch with you, pushing him down on his backside undoing his dress pants followed by his boxers. Once you freed him out of his cage, his aching, veiny length hit against his abdomen. Clear precum seeped out of the head of his cock, you wrapped your whole hand around him, your tongue darting against  the side of his shaft, he grasped onto locks of your h/c hair and pushed you further down on him. 

Adam's teeth grazed across his bottom lip watching your spit form on Jay's shaft, bobbing your head up and down as your other hand played with his balls until you were completely gagging softly around him. 

"Ah, ah, fuck y/n. I'm gonna explode any minute. My god, do you take me well in that mouth of yours." a warning was given out to you, this was the sloppiest head you ever given a man besides your ex. Hearing him pant and moan from above you, he gripped onto the back of your head with knuckles turning a ghostly white, painting his seed in your hollowed mouth. Pulling away, you managed to swallow every last drop of his seed that went down your throat, a "that's our good girl," was spoken out of Jay. You knocked the breath out of his lungs, a bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face, his chest rising up and down. 

Adam and Jay had taken turns with you, the threesome lasted for about an hour until all of your bodies were completely worn out. Orgasm after orgasm, breath after breath, moan after moan. Adam's hips thrusted forward, his length throbbing inside of you having your pussy in a vice grip. When he finished inside of you completely coating your walls with his white seed, a groan escalated out of him, he was still inside of you for a few seconds before pulling out. You saw an aesthetically pleasing starry night, eyes bulging out of your thick skull as you felt strong, tattooed arms cover your waist. You were in another world, your head fuzzed out, still shaking from the good sex he and Jay gave you for your birthday.

"Are you okay?" he asked you, slightly waving a hand in front of your face.

"Y-yeah," you breathed out, "I just can't believe how good the two of you were to me." 

"It's always our pleasure." he planted a kiss on your forehead.

Jay exited out of the bathroom.

"Hey y/n, if you want to take a shower the bathroom is now open." he said with a gentle smile upon his face.

"Thank you, Jay and Adam." 

You hoisted yourself off the couch, still feeling weak in your knees strolling over to the bathroom and entering it. You shut the door on your way in, the first thing you noticed was the shower had a huge shower head above with men's body wash and shampoos neatly stacked in rows on the new silver racks mounted to the corner of the white tiles of the shower wall. Pulling the curtain forward, you stepped in,  twisting the knob of the shower to "Luke warm", the power of the shower head spurted down on your body and you tightly pulled the decorated curtains shut. A sigh of relief had echoed through the painted blue walls of the bathroom.

Running both hands through your wet hair, a knock on the door had startled you which made you jump out of your skin.

"Come in!" you exclaimed.

The sound of the door handle turning sounded a bit fainted to you, you heard the unzipping of pants and the next thing you knew, Jay had entered the shower with you.

Muscular arms had wrapped tightly around your waist, his chin resting upon your shoulder. 

"What is Adam doing?" you blurted out, a chuckle came out of Captain Charisma. 

"He's just laying down, honey. You completely got us fucked out. That is why he is probably sleeping by now." he jokingly replied to your random question, not minding your complete randomness at all laughing. "How about I wash you up, yeah?" 

Leaning toward the mounted rack of the shower where their body washes and shampoos sat, he unscrewed the cap to the body wash.

"Hope you don't mind men's mint body wash."

"Don't mind at all, Jay." A smile tugged on your lips, he began to lather you in the body wash, the sensation rushed through you and the strong but addicting smell of the mint singed your nostrils. 

You could feel it in your lungs, Jay's hands worked down your backside and all around your body making you feel the most comfortable. He hummed a little tune while he continued to wash your body making sure he got every ounce of your skin completely rinsed and cleaned. You turned around to be face-to-face with the 49 year old man, you rested your chin on his shoulder as the water continuously flowed down on both of your naked bodies.

"I haven't felt this much love and desire in over a year. A year seems like a lifetime." you close your eyes, cracking a smile once again.

He stroked your backside, slowly gliding his rough fingertips in an up and down motion.

"You deserve to be loved by someone who actually cares so damn much for you and who won't take you for granted." he proclaimed, "Me and Adam care about you a whole lot more than words can express. We wouldn't be doing all of this if we didn't love you."

Happy tears began to form in the crease of your e/c eyes. Overwhelmed by the love he showed you and the words he said to you, your fingertips swept underneath his jawline, pulling him into a feverish kiss.

"So glad to have you guys in my life." you nuzzle up against him.

"Us too, y/n. We are so happy to have you in our lives as well. We had so much fun with you today." 

A few moments spared heavily making out in the shower with Jay until the bathroom was filled with nothing but gray fog from the hot water, he decided to turn it off. Reaching for two pearl white toned towels that were neatly folded on the back of the toilet he wrapped you securely in the towel. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear, which made you melt on the inside instantly. 

"I love you so, so much y/n. You have no clue how much you mean to me and Adam." he would repeat until the words had lost their meaning to it.

A shade of pink appeared on the apples of your cheeks, awestruck and how lucky you were to have the two men to worship the ground you walked on, you were grateful for them in every aspect. You and Jay walked out of the bathroom with hands interlocked, Adam was sound asleep on the couch covered up with a heavy blanket and the feathery pillow resting on the back of his head. You glanced up at the clock, "11 p.m." my god you didn't know it was that late at night. 

"I believe I should get going," you suggested, slipping your clothes back on and giving Jay a quick peck on the lips. "Thank you so much for having me over for my birthday. It was the best birthday a woman could ever ask for."

"You are welcome, dove. Please know you are always welcome to come over. Have a goodnight and happy birthday." 

You let go of his hand, he waved goodbye and the two of you went your separate ways for the night. You were left with all smiles, no disappointment at all shown on your face. When you arrived home, a text message dinged through your phone. Opening the imessage, it read:

"Hey, just so you know we really enjoyed having you over. Me and Adam are beyond grateful for a girl like you and you deserve the entire world. Maybe this new chapter in your life was what you needed all of this time, spending quality time with us and not only that, but making you feel as good as we made you feel was the highlight of our day. Cheers to new beginnings." - Jay

The text message he sent to you just now had made you tear up a bit. Resting your head against the headboard of the bed, soon, you drifted off into a deep slumber with the day you spent with Jay and Adam in your thoughts and dreams. 

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[heelbucks]

so i have a thought…

christian sharing his bratty babygirl with nick 😳

thank you for helping with this @nickswayne <333

this was fully self indulgent for us btw

minors dni

you had insisted on rewarding your man and his newest follower after the night they had. wrapped in a silk robe and beautiful black and red lingerie, you inch down the bed towards the younger male, his eyes wide. "christian, i-isn't she your princess? i mean i dunno if i can-" "go on nicky, touch her. she's yours tonight." the older man said to his latest project.

"yeah, c'mon nicky..." your voice trailed off as you wiggled down the bed towards the two men, your ass wiggling behind you as you crawled. "lemme show you how good i am.." a deep chuckle emerged from christian's throat. "i doubt you can be good for more than five seconds, but go for it princess."

you rolled your eyes at the dominant male and turned your attention back towards nick, who as hard as he was, was fighting the urge to stare at your wiggling ass. as you reached the edge of the bed, you turned around, sticking the object of his attention in his face. "please nicky, 'm so wet for you." you didn't lie, the lace now sheer with your slick.

the younger man pulled your panties to the side and dove in, eating your cunt like a man starved. his tongue making diligent circles on your clit, eventually adding two fingers to the mix. "oh nick, fuck me." you whined as you clenched around him, threatening to reach your peak when christian pulled his hand away. "daddy, noooo." your voice laced with annoyance while nick looked at him as if he'd done something horribly wrong. "let her cum on your cock, trust me, nothing beats watching her squirt."

as you wiggled out of your now drenched panties, nick pulled his sweats down. you watched his cock spring out, a little smaller than christian's but thicker for sure. "what do you say princess?" your boyfriend reminded you before you slowly shook your ass, and in a sugary sweet tone said "pleaseeeee nickyyy."

he obliged, slowly inserting himself, trying not to hurt you. he felt your walls flutter around him with every inch, finally feeling the tight squeeze as he bottomed out.

his pace was slow, too slow for your liking. "nick, 'm not gonna break if you go harder. i like it a lil' rough." christian laughed again. "a little? princess, remember the time i had you over my knee with my belt?" you giggled remembering the welts that had formed against the delicate skin. "yes daddy, i remember."

nick quickened his pace, the loud sounds of skin slapping on skin echoing throughout the large hotel room. getting annoyed he wasn't taking a hint, christian grabbed one of nick's hands from your hips and placed it in your hair. grabbing it tightly, they pulled back, pulling your head up with them. a loud moan escaped your lips. "she loves that, almost as much as she likes being choked."

finally feeling confident, nick wrapped his hand around your neck and squeezed slightly. "s-spank me... please nicky, wanna see your handprints tomorrow." you choked out. a tighter final squeeze before letting go, his hand came down on your backside swiftly. a proud nod from christian was all he needed to continue. still being awfully quiet, more focused on having you feel good, he continued alternating cheeks, leaving quite a nice amount of handprints. he felt you tighten around him each time.

"oh fuck, nicky, 'm gonna cum. don't stop. pleasee" your voice shifted an octave higher, whining out desperately for him to let you finish. "go on princess, cum for him. introduce him to our little circle."

that was all the permission you needed, going over the edge. your walls tighten around nick as he grabbed your neck, choking you as your release sprayed back on to him. "that's a good girl." he finally spoke up, learning how you and christian spoke to each other. christian patted him on the back, "now you're getting it kid. can't waitt to show you all my princess has to offer."

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[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

Word count: 605

Description: you get sick and Christian takes care of you (a shorter one, not fantastic tbh but I’m still finding my feet here!)

Promised fluff fic!

Link to masterlist

Happy reading 🩵

Winter truly was a wonderful season. Sure summer was great but it was always that little bit too hot. But winter gave you the opportunity to cuddle up, hold hands, and snuggle comfortably at night with Christian. Plus it gave his cats a proper excuse to find their way into your laps. But with every season, there’s a negative. And you found yourself experiencing one of the worst parts of cold weather.

Achoo!

The flu. Luckily it wasn’t as bad as previous bouts but still pretty shitty. You had been sneezing and coughing all day, trying to keep your distance from Christian to not get him sick. After all, he had a match coming up this Wednesday. You couldn’t have him getting sick this close to it!

“Bless your heart,” he cooed, “are you sure I can’t get you anything? I really don’t mind going out!”

“No, no it’s okay. I’ll survive,” you stammered, “just try not to get too close to me right now.”

Every time you spoke it felt like the words kept getting stuck in your throat. This damn flu was making it difficult to talk properly and you found yourself feeling somewhat pitiful. You could look after yourself any day but one bout of flu and you were wiped out. Stuck in a heap of cushions and blankets, struggling to breathe let alone talk.

He gave you a sympathetic look from his spot on the corner of the bed. Christian wanted to do more to help you but there wasn’t a great deal he could do beyond feeding you soup, water, and tablets. Just looking at his face, you could tell he wanted to move up the bed, to lay next to you and to hold you close. And as much as you wanted it, you wouldn’t allow it to happen just yet.

“I know what you want, babe, but not yet. You’ll get sick. You always do whenever I am.” Admittedly it was really cute seeing him pout at you with those annoying puppy dog eyes but you weren’t going to let him get his way.

“I won’t get sick, I’ve got a good immune system!” He was so annoying, honestly. How did he have a comeback for every problem? You tell him he makes strange noises in his sleep, he tells you it’s not sleep apnea or anything. He just talks in his sleep. You tell him he’s been eating your snacks, he tells you he bought them so technically they’re his too.

You shook your head, “here, why don’t you make us both a cup of tea? Then when you’re back maybe! Maybe we can cuddle.” He never looked so excited to make you a drink. Jumping off the bed (quite literally), you watched as he ran into the kitchen.

In the five-ish minutes he was gone, however, without meaning to you had drifted off. One plus about getting sick was you could take accidental naps without consequence. Though you did feel bad as you knew he was returning after doing you a favour with the expectation of reward. Not that he particularly minded. It gave him an excuse to slide under your blanket next to you and snuggle up with you with no fight. Admittedly you felt the warmth of his body pressed up against you and the softness of his lips on your cheek as he got himself comfortable. And as you drifted fully into sleep, you had the intense feeling of ‘home’ wash over you when his arm settled behind you, his fingers gently tracing shapes on your skin. Maybe being sick wasn’t so bad!

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[lunarwritesthings]

Thou Shall Not Touch What is Mine

Paring: Jeff Hardy x Gn!Reader

Fandom: Wwe

Request: Yes, by anon

Summary: Jeff gets jealous about someone talking and touching HIS baby.

Prompt: #15 "I don't fucking care. You're supposed to be mine."

Note: This takes place in the late 90s/early 2000s it fits best with people's characters. The reader is also Christian's younger sibling. There's a twist towards the end

Jeff was not one to be anything but nice to people. It's how he was raised to be. However, those feelings flew out the window when it happened. What is it? Well, "it" is when he sees someone touching and talking to HIS baby in a way he knows is meant to be flirty or so he thinks.

Now, who's Jeff's baby? Well, that's simple baby Cage aka you. You were called baby Cage due to being the younger sibling of one Christian Cage. Anyways you are the most important person to Jeff. You are his best achievement. He never thought he'd get you to date him when you are more attractive and way out of his range, at least those were his words. Of course, that was something you and Jeff would argue about when brought up since neither of you could agree.

You have never seen Jeff get jealous so you believed he wasn't the kind of person that got jealous but that changed. To you, the conversation you were having with Edge was normal and common for your friendship but Jeff didn't know this. Jeff thought Edge was flirting with you. How? by the sly smirk on Edge's face and the way, his hand was resting on your arm.

This made Jeff feel something he hasn't felt in a long time. Jealousy. Let's just say jealous Jeff is actually likely to fight someone. Now Jeff tried to stay calm. He watched you and Edge, well more Edge than you. The glare on his face was obvious to anyone who could see.

Now Jeff could walk over to you and Edge and make it clear that you two are together but there's one small problem with that. You and Jeff hadn't gone public so he couldn't. Except Jeff had a plan. Once better than just going over to you. Let's just say Jeff's plan was definitely going to get him yelled at by you.

Jeff walked to the gorilla and told the people there to play his music. They knew something was going to happen so they did. Jeff went out and straight to the ring and gestured for a mic. Once he got one he looked around for a minute before starting a rant about certain things. One of those was people flirting with you but he didn't directly mention you. Regardless of his feelings, he was going to try his hardest and keep the relationship private.

Matt and Christian ran to where you and Edge were once they saw what Jeff was doing. Matt was the first one to say anything. He didn't say much just "Jeff is in the ring, go stop him before he says too much." Christian grabbed Edge and pulled him out of earshot so they could talk, but that was not important.

Just like Jeff, you quickly went to the gorilla and told them to play your music but you didn't even wait. Once you walked out from backstage you immediately ran to the ring. The announcers and the fans were confused about what was going on. The first thing you say since coming out was "Jeff what is this all about?" Jeff wanted to say the truth but knew if he did then he was going to be in a lot of trouble. Jeff thought about what to say and decided to just say fuck it and deal with getting yelled at back stage.

Jeff was about to answer a lot of questions just by saying what he has been thinking. Jeff looks you directly in the eyes, the anger and jealousy being clear in his, and said "I don't fucking care. You're supposed to be mine." It all made sense now. Jeff was ranting about Edge being flirty with you and his anger about the situation with saying any names, the fans also figured this out. Looks like the cat is out of the bag.

Before you could say anything Edge and Christian came out with smiles that looked like they belong to Chester the cat. Jeff was confused but you knew what was about to happen. Edge was the first to say anything but it was directed to Christian "Well, would you look at that? Our plan worked." Christian nodded and turned his attention to you and Jeff.

"Little sib, did you really think you and him were doing a good job at hiding your relationship? Well, dear sib it was very obvious to anyone with a brain and two eyes. Maybe next time don't stare and drool over each other every time you're in a room filled with people." It was clear by his smile it was meant in a teasing way.

The two waved then turned and went backstage leaving you and a very embarrassed Jeff in the ring. You quickly got Jeff's attention and then rushed up the ramp and backstage. Jeff refused to look anywhere but at the floor. Of course, waiting behind the curtain were Christian and Edge looking at you and Jeff.

This time Christian spoke "I don't care that you two are together, I just would appreciate being told that my little sib is in a relationship with someone I trust. Just don't make me regret it Hardy." Jeff finally looked up and at Christian "I won't. I don't plan on doing anything to hurt them." That made Christian and told him what he needed to know.

Edge and Christian shared a look, silently communicating about something. At times like this, you believed they could communicate telepathically, but less than a minute later Edge looked at Jeff and shocked him "Oh by the way you don't have to worry about me taking little Cage from you. I've had my eye on a different cage for a while now and that isn't going to change."

With that Christian and Edge turned and headed for their locker room. Jeff looked at you and summed up his and your feelings "Don't get me wrong your brother and Edge are cool but I think they did go a little crazy". You had to agree with him. You and Jeff just decided to spend the rest of the day relaxing after explaining a little about the situation that happened in the ring, but at the end of the day everyone was happy and that's what mattered.

#wwe imagine #jeff hardy x reader #jeff hardy #jeff hardy imagine #The reader is Christian's younger sibling #Edge and Christian dating is hinting at

[crossvise]

Came back to wrestling when the Best in the World made his comeback, and honestly who else could’ve done that? Kinda decided to comeback to writing aswell because why not. I used to have a blog years ago but deleted it.

I’ll be taking requests for a few wrestlers-

- cm punk

- cody rhodes

- liv morgan

- becky lynch

- bayley

- seth rollins

- roman reigns

- kairi sane

- naomi

- randy orton

- gunther

aew

- christian cage

- adam copeland

- darby allin

I won’t write smut as many other writers out there do that way better than me, and frankly I don’t really enjoy writing this genre. Any other genre is welcome, I tend to be better at writing angst with a good ending though.

#wwe x reader #cm punk x reader #cody rhodes x reader #liv morgan x reader #becky lynch x reader #roman reigns x reader #seth rollins x reader #bayley x reader #kairi sane x reader #christian cage x reader #adam copeland x reader #darby allin x reader

[sulfurz]

ೃ༄ HOW IT BEGAN (christian cage x fem!copeland reader)

ೃ༄ PAIRING: christian cage x fem!copeland reader

ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: anon

Hi honey! I absolutely loved the Christian imagine! Anyway I can request a branching off of that? Could I request a Christian x Female Copeland!Reader headcannon about his and the reader’s relationship from the time they met to maybe present day of him being in AEW?

ೃ༄ WARNINGS: fluff, mentions of pregnancy

ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 1.3k

you heard about jay before you first met him.

you were a few years younger than adam, not by much, but enough that your older brother made it his mission to annoy the living daylights out of you daily. you were convinced he used his friends to do this.

you knew of jay via adam visiting his friends houses — right from when you were young up until your early teens. adam would not shut up about the man, and by the time the two of you finally met, you were fed up of hearing the name.

when you finally met him, you thought he was just as annoying as your older brother. you’d quite literally hide in your room to avoid the duo whenever they were hanging out at your house.

sometimes, jay would stay over for dinner, and your mother would all but force you to talk to the man. adam always enjoyed how uncomfortable these dinners made you, and would do everything in his power to wind you up beyond compare.

you got used to his presence around the house: always playing video games with adam or practicing their skills in the backyard. in many ways, jay became like an older brother of your own.

this was solidified two weeks before adam and jay graduated from your school. you were waiting for your friend to pick you up when a bunch of girls you had been having trouble with cornered you.

just before they could reduce you to tears, jay appeared. he was quite favourable amongst the younger classes, so the second he came to your rescue, the girls backed off.

he took you home instead, telling you it wasn’t worth going out with your friend in that state.

you missed him when he left.

of course, you missed adam more than anything: your brothers presence was annoying, but without him the silence felt lonely.

dinners with your mom weren’t the same without adam and jay there.

when adam called to tell you he was finally getting his wwf debut, you and your mom travelled from canada to go and support him.

jay was there too, of course, sitting backstage cheering on his best friend for making it — but he had grown up a lot.

his hair was even longer now, and he had grown a lot physically. you were pretty sure he could snap you in half if he wanted to, and you’d honestly welcome it (not that you’d ever tell your brother that).

when jay saw you, his entire face lit up and he rushed across the backstage area to spin you around.

“you’re old.” he commented, referring to your age.

“you’re huge.” you couldn’t resist responding, not bothering to hide how you ogled his muscles.

jay wouldn’t tell you then, but he blushed.

you visited a lot more in the months that followed, travelling to see your brother wrestle, and jay was always there — and you couldn’t help yourself in staring.

not too long after adam’s debut, you started training yourself, having been inspired by your brother. this was the spur that jay needed to get close to you.

when jay debuted himself, under the ring name christian cage, the year after your brother, you made it your mission to be front and centre for every early match.

when he wasn’t training for himself, he was helping you train and spar in the training centre.

it was just before your own debut that the dynamic between the two of you changed.

you had been told their plans to debut you soon, a natural heel following in your older brother’s footsteps, and jay was determined to help you look good on your debut.

your sparring matches increased tenfold, and who could blame you if in the middle of all the sweat and exertion, body on body, you started to want a little more?

your first kiss wasn’t the romantic story everyone expected: it was reckless and downright filthy.

after executing a move that had you cornered against the ropes during one of your many training sessions, jay had moved to pull you up, but unexpectedly crashed his lips against yours.

one hot and heavy makeout session against the ring later, and the two of you tried something. it took time to adjust to the new dynamic, but once you were used to it, you allowed yourself to fall for him quickly.

when you debuted, he was there holding your hand (secretly) the entire time backstage. he gave you hugs and kisses and told you how proud he was of you.

the wwe universe caught glimpses of you two together, and there was many a question about the nature of your relationship. so much so — adam actually questioned you on it.

you panicked and lied to him, saying you were just friends.

it didn’t take long for the truth to come out, adam having barged into your hotel room one day that you left the door unlocked to find you and jay very much making out on the bed.

he didn’t know how to react — he avoided you for a while.

he wasn’t even upset the two of you were dating, he was more hurt that you didn’t think you could tell him.

eventually, everything fell in place and the three of you became an iconic stable in the industry.

you were successful in your own solo career too.

jay proposed to you after you won the women’s championship.

you both fought over who got adam as a bridesmaid/groomsman.

when jay was on one of his many mini retirements, still unlikely to wrestle whilst being considered a concussion risk, he still came to shows with you.

you hadn’t told him your own plans for retirement, nor your reasons why.

the fans, and jay alike were confused why your name wasn’t on the summer slam roster when you were such a star in the wwe universe. they thought maybe you were injured, and some even went as far as blaming management for keeping you out the show.

jay couldn’t understand why he had to come along if you weren’t wrestling, but he followed to appease you.

imagine everyone’s surprise when you came out for a promo mid show — even more so when you announced your immediate break from wrestling.

truthfully, you were ready for new adventures, and you had the biggest one ahead of you.

just like it had all begun, in a wrestling ring, you announced to both jay and the world that you were expecting a baby.

jay cried, he ran straight into the ring to hug you to cheers and celebratory songs from the crowd.

the wwe universe was sad to see you go, but you took up a job commentating for them instead.

your son was everything to you, and he was jay’s best friend.

adam cried more than anyone when he met his nephew, which, of course, jay laughed at him for, before proceeding to cry with him.

when jay returned for one last royal rumble, you sobbed quite a bit. he wouldn’t know, you did most of the crying backstage standing with beth, but seeing him and your brother reunite in the ring? it really got to you.

he wasn’t sure when aew wanted him on board. it took a few weeks of discussion, mainly in which he questioned his own abilities, specifically with his age. you had to spend a while reminding him how physically fit he was, and building him up as much as you could.

you continued commentating for wwe whilst you observed jay in aew: he was truly having the time of his life back in the ring and you loved every second watching him.

having him back on the road travelling again was weird, but he always made sure to facetime you and your son whilst touring.

when he did return home from touring each week, he wouldn’t let you do anything. he’d cook, he’d clean, he’d give you massages — that night was all about you.

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[moondust-imagines]

Can we get a Poly E&C x Reader HC about getting drunk with them?

This is short but hope you like it x

Edge is a horny drunk. He is all over you, covering you in sloppy kisses. He's leaning on you so heavily that you have to get Christian to pull him off before you fall, this usually earns Christian some of his own kisses. Edge will pull either of you into a bathroom for a quickie..

Christian on the other hand is much more of a talkative drunk. Most of the time he’s making zero sense or he’s gone on 5 different tangents without letting anyone else get a word in. You and Edge shut him up with kisses though. Mainly Edge trying to convince him to go to the bathroom with him

Getting them home when they’re drunk can be…challenging. They both want to hold your hand which means you have to sling your bag over one of their shoulders. Your bag has almost been lost many times because of this arrangement.

Once your home, Christian is eating literally anything edible. If it can be eaten, he’s eating it. Edge however is already trying to either find more booze or arguing with the TV because it won’t turn on. The remote is on the table next to him.

It’s easy enough to round them up though. Once mention of sex from you and they are tripping over each other to get to the bedroom

#aew imagine #wwe imagine #christian cage x reader #christian cage imagine #wwe edge x reader #wwe edge imagine #edge x reader x Christian #poly

[livfastdieyoung69]

Edge x reader where reader is apart of E&C and she gets injured in a match and Edge helps her

(They could be dating or like a flirty type of relationship kinda like the “Everybody sees it but you guys”)

The Blindness Of Lovers

(Edge x Y/N)

“Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we have the team of Bradshaw and Faarooq, known as the APA, and Jacqueline against Edge & Christian, with their new partner, Y/N!” JR introduced both teams to the people watching at home, Bradshaw and Christian moving into the ring to start off the match as he did so.

The match continued in a flurry of action, the partnership of Edge, Christian, and Y/N strong, but the Acolytes and Jaqueline seemed to be more physically strong than what they were used to. Somehow, Bradshaw had ended up tagged in as well as Y/N. Bradshaw hesitated, waited for them to tag one of their partners, but they refused to. In fact, they moved away from their team who were yelling and trying to shove their bodies closer, tough, scratchy, rope bending against the weight.

And of course, Y/N took a tough bump like everybody else in the wrestling business has to, unfortunately landing badly on their shoulder. Seeing their scrunched face and the hand moving to grab at the opposite shoulder their teammates took quick action in getting them out of the ring. Luckily, they were close to their corner so Christian was able to reach out and softly tap Y/N, replacing them in their spot against Bradshaw while Edge tried to drag them into the corner without hurting them any further.

“Y/N?” His eyes shined with concern, a hand moving up to hold the side of their face in his grasp. “C’mere, sit down, ok? It’s almost done, Christians gonna finish out for us.” It didn’t seem like his words were being processed, Y/N’s eyes still crinkled in pain as Edge carefully moved them to the cold, metal steps.

“Adam, it’s bad. Oh, god, it’s really bad.” They leaned forward as they spoke, forehead lightly pressing against his shoulder while his hand comes to grasp the back of their head comfortingly.

“Do you want me to get the ref to call a medic?” He bent down to whisper in their ear, concerned fans leaning over the barricade with worry.

“No, no, no. I’m..I’m okay.” Y/N murmured into his shoulder, eyes still closer in pain.

“N/N, are you sure? I think, I think I should-“ The bell rung before he had the chance to continue his concerns, APA’s music playing while Christian ran over to Y/N and Edge.

“What’s going on? What’s wrong?” Christian’s questions were rushed with panic, hand coming to lay on their shoulder out of habit earning a hiss in pain and costing him an apology. While the three of them conversed, the other team made their way to the gorilla.

“I think my shoulders dislocated. S’never hurt like this, ever, ever.”

“Alright, sweetheart, let’s get you to the back, alright?” Edge spoke softly, moving his hand from their head to their waist in an attempt to help them up. Y/N’s hand still grasped their shoulder as they stumbled up and into Edge in an attempt to find comfort. Christian moved in closer after them to make sure they didn’t fall.

“Adam, s’bad. I wanna- I wanna go, please.” Though Y/N pleaded to leave, they made no attempt at doing so, only moving in closer to Adam.

“Alright, alright, I got you, baby, okay?” Adam’s worry seemed to get worse as their condition was made clear, quickly picking them up and making his way backstage with Christian in tow. The crowded gorilla seemed to part like the red sea, superstars and staff alike watching as the three make their way to the medical staff, which luckily, was always close.

“I told you they were dating!” Comes a not-very hushed whisper from Matt Hardy, looking over to Lita, who started to frustratingly describe Edge and Y/N’s situationship for the unth time, other wrestlers listening in out of confusion.

The conversations that had since picked back up died down once again as E&C with Y/N between them appeared in the hall, Adams hand around their shoulder, jently rubbing it as he whispered words unhearable to others.

“Feel any better in that thing?” Adam asked, pointing to the sling covering their arm.

“Mm, I think so, but they pumped me full of pain meds so that probably why. Thanks for helpin’ me so much, I really appreciate it.”

“Well, couldn’t leave my favorite pretty face all busted up at ring side, now could I?”

Y/N shook their head at his teasing, a small smile gracing their lips and his words making their heart flutter. They shoved further into his side and in response, he gave them a kiss to their temple.

“Really though, Adam, thank you.”

“Of course, N/N. I could never even imagine leaving you hurting anyways. Or just leaving you in general. I love you way too much for that, you know that right?”

“Yeah, I know. Love you, too, Adam.”

this is single handedly the worst thing i have ever written and i didn’t realise this was still in my inbox oh my god i am so sorry you didn’t deserve this

#liv writes;*! #edge x reader #wwe #wwf #edge and christian #christian cage #this is so bad im sorry #i couldnt stop myself from putting matty boy and lita in

[aritamargarita]

ATTITUDE || 015

that last minute decision? well. this may come as a surprise to you all……..but i did add a little sexual content in this one. i actually was able to fit some in there so.. SURPRISE! i will signify where it starts with ** and the spacer is where it ends if you don’t want to read it. it’s also kinda quick for a reason lol

i hope y’all like it i was kinda nervous. i legit don’t know what im doing.🧍‍♀️this is my first time don’t scream at me

WELCOME….TO….MONDAY…NIGHT…..ATTITUDEEEE!!!!!

youuu guys knoww the drilllll! you know ‘sweet but psycho’ by ava max really set the tone for me.....”you’re just like me, you’re out your mind”??? oh yeah RENT WAS DUE!!!!!

hope u enjoy this chapter i had a lot of fun writing it

YOU’RE STILL RUNNING on adrenaline! You and Trish hit backstage, spirits high and thrilled you two not only attacked Torrie, but are working together for the night. It’s going to be one hell of a Raw.

BACKSTAGE // 8:01 PM

“Trish!” You yell, turning over to her and shaking her shoulders. “That was great! My god, we really kicked her ass.”

She smiles at you. “It was! Did you see her face when I joined in?! Hilarious!”

“Listen, thanks a lot for coming on my show and helping out. I’ll be in your corner tonight, so I’ll see you later, okay?” You give her a thumbs up, heading further down the hallway towards your locker room.

Trish had your gratitude. It’s only right for you to pay her back. You’d do everything in your power to make sure that their team won.

But other than Trish’s match, you’ve got a lot to do tonight. Watch the Hardy Boyz…..accompany Austin to the ring….it’s a busy day! Makes you happy you’ve got something to do.

Vengeance is coming up and that means Austin would have to be in a series of matches in order to qualify and become the undisputed champion.

This isn’t good for your anxiety. You knew he was pretty good, but what if it went the other way around?! Nah, that couldn’t happen. He has to win.

As you made your way down, you notice Michael Cole interviewing RVD. You decide to pop up behind him and join in. “Hello, world!”

With your sudden appearance on camera, the crowd cheers. RVD gives a smile and shifts his Hardcore Title to his left arm, then slings his right around your shoulders. “Hey! It’s Miss WCW.”

You wonder if he didn’t remember your name..which would be a shame since you two teamed up not too long ago. “In the flesh! Nitro’s Golden Girl is reporting for duty.”

“What a surprise!” Michael, the interviewer exclaims. “I was just asking RVD his thoughts on the Undertaker attacking him so viciously the previous night. What’re your thoughts?”

For a moment, your mind drew a blank. You can’t remember Undertaker attacking him at all! Just so you don’t stand there in silence, you make something up on the fly. “I mean, it’s crazy! If you ask me, I think Undertaker is going through a midlife crisis or something. I mean, joining a biker club? I could’ve sworn he was all scary a couple of months ago!”

You didn’t know much about him right now, but you tried bouncing off of what you’ve seen so far.

RVD nods his head, his tone relaxed as ever. “That totally makes sense. No wonder why he got mad when I recommended him to use diapers.”

You cover your mouth on instinct. WHY WOULD HE EVEN RECOMMEND THAT?! That’s literally not what you meant at all.

He continues. “If you ask me, I think the Undertaker’s just all worked up because RVD—“

“Woah, woah, woah. Hold on a second.” You could recognize that voice as Christian, who had his title on his shoulder as well.

“You’re saying that the Undertaker’s all worked up? And you,” He points to you. “You’re saying he’s going through some midlife crisis? Well let me tell you something, did you ever think it’s maybe because he gives more respect to Vince McMahon? Do you guys think you’re better than the Undertaker?”

Christian was getting a bit hostile. You hoped most of his irritation wasn’t towards you, but you still speak up anyway, Michael shifts the mic towards you. “Mr. McMahon never had my respect in the first place. It only makes things worse because of that match he put himself in to antagonize Trish Stratus. And if you want the truth, yes! I think I’m better than the Undertaker.”

RVD motions towards you. “You heard the lady. Besides, we’re gonna find out if I’m better than the Undertaker at Vengeance.”

The two of them stare each other down, but you take the opportunity to take the mic from Michael. “Can I see this?” You ask. He nods and hands it over. “Oooh, how about this you guys, since I heard the Undertaker isn’t here tonight, how about you two go against each other?”

Boom, you made the match card make sense. It was that easy. It’s not like the audience knew the card in its entirety anyway.

“For that hardcore title? Absolutely.” Christian wasn’t against it, in fact he was more than willing to prove himself to Vince. And with the hardcore title on the line? Hell yes.

“Sounds like a good idea.” RVD easily agrees, then lightly taps Christian’s title. “And how about we put that Euro-trash title on the line too?”

“I’m a genius!” You chime. “Title versus title? Hardcore and European?”

“My title? Ha! As if I’m going to lose this to you, RVD. I’m pretty sure neither of you know nothing about Europe!” Christian challenges. “What’s the capitol of Belgium?”

“Isn’t it Br—?” You’re about to answer...

…But RVD answers with no hesitation: “Waffle!”

You turn to look at him with a smile. God he’s stupid…but he’s hilarious. The crowd laughs at his response.

Christian shakes his head. “Are you serious? Do you even know what I’m talking about?”

“I think.” You say. “Why don’t you tell us the capital?”

“..Tch,” He scoffs, waving a hand. “I’m not telling you!” It made it very clear to the crowd that he had no clue what the capital was either. “Listen, I welcome any match, where it’s cool to use the Conchairto.”

Makes you think. Man, you need to be a commissioner or something, they’re missing out on a lot of opportunities here with your co-workers!

RAW IS WAR // 8:15 PM

Because of that segment, you had to literally run and change in the locker room. You’ve got a couple of minutes to be in gorilla and come with Team Xtreme to the ring.

As you were moving around, a black letter sticking out of your bag had caught your attention. You could spare 3 minutes to read this, so you walk over and pull it out.

‘Though our meeting was rudely interrupted, I find it apparent that you’re fit to be with me. You are unapologetically you, but it’s as if you’re being silenced.

I will set you free from the chains that you’ve been bound to. Find me in the shadows. A place where people discard things they have no use of.’ A place where one would find it disgusting.‘

— Quote the Raven, Nevermore.

And all of a sudden, you had less interest in the match you were supposed to come out for.

Who cares about the match anymore?

You wanted to know more about Raven. What he said at your anger management class really struck you. He even offered to free you.

Isn’t it about time you come with him?

You’re in no hurry to make it to gorilla anymore. A place where you could discard things of no use? A place where one would find it disgusting?

That had to be the trash. And to go even bigger, it must’ve been a dumpster. Normally, you’d be disgusted, but if it’s for Raven, you didn’t care. You didn’t care if he was beside it or inside it.

Who was on the match card again?

You couldn’t remember. All you cared about was going to find a dumpster. You quickly finish changing before heading outside the room. All you had in mind was heading towards the back.

You passed by quite a few of your coworkers, who seemed to be confused as to why you’re in such a hurry. The only person who was willing to stop you was Debra.

“[Name], sweetie,” She called, rushing over to you. “I’ve been looking for you. You and Steve told me class went well, but once I spoke to Doctor Smiley, he said it was a disaster! What happened?!”

You’re not sure what to say to her. It was one thing that you two lied, but your mind was focused on one and one thing only. “I don’t know.” You shrug.

“How do you not know?” She questioned. “And where’s Steve? You two should be ashamed of yourselves! I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.”

You mutter an apology. You’re wasting time when you could be out and about…. “I’ve gotta go.” You move past her, completely unaware that you bumped her out of the way.

And towards the back you go. There had to be a dumpster back there. You push open the door and shiver as the cold air hits you.

There’s some cars back here. You wonder if it’s any of your co-workers or any of the higher ups.

….Ugh, who cares. You mindlessly walk forward in search for your pursuer. You see nothing but most of the cars disappearing and the sight of an empty parking lot until…..

“What a pleasant surprise.”

The voice immediately makes you turn to the left, seeing none other than Raven sitting on the ground surrounded by trashcans and pieces of litter. It’s not a dumpster, but it’s definitely somewhere no one would go.

Perhaps you were wrong, but you didn’t care. You’re filled with glee. He’s all you cared about tonight.

“I didn’t expect you to show up.” His curly hair was covering most of his face and he made no effort to shake it out of the way. “Austin brutally beat me earlier tonight and I feel as if it was an attempt to keep you away from me.”

You agree. “I think so too.” But you don’t want to stay away from Raven. You never want to. “What were you talking about when you gave me that letter?” You kneel down to his level.

Raven says nothing at first, but there’s a smirk playing on the edge of his lips that you couldn’t see. “…Come closer.”

You do, and he finally moves his hair out of his face to get a better look at you. “I want to set you free.” He gets up and lightly pushes you down so he’s on top of you instead.

“I’ll show you the light, [Name]. You’ll let me, won’t you?”

Yes. You will. He’s helping you in more ways than one.

Raven leans in closer, hovering his lips above your own before moving to your ear. “I want you to repeat these words.” He whispers. “I am no bird…and no net ensnares me. I am a free human being with an independent will.”

**

You nod as he goes lower and focuses on your neck. “I am…” You hesitate once he kisses it, then starts to bite down. “I am no..bird…”

Raven moves his hand down carefully and lands right on the underside of your left breast. He doesn’t really grope you there, instead glides over and down to your navel.

“And no net ensnares—ah!” He bites you harder, almost enough to draw blood. “I-I am a human being…” You’re almost breathless at this point, unable to focus thanks to the man on top of you. “…with an in…dependent will.”

He latches his lips off of your neck. Just as you think he was going to say anything else, he crashes his lips into your own.

Him doing that hurt, a lot. But you didn’t care. You loved it. He pushes his tongue into your mouth forcefully, drool sliding down your chin from how haphazard it was. He swirled his tongue around yours and you could only think about him. 

It’s the most messiest kiss you’ve had in your life and you wouldn’t trade this experience for the world. You can feel his hand slide down even further, right down into your underwear. 

You push Raven off to catch some air, but he keeps his hand nearby your underwear. He takes the hint and returns his attention back to your neck. You run your tongue over your now swollen lips.

He’s muttering something under his breath, you can barely hear him with the ringing in your ears. You can feel him inch down towards uncharted territory and your stomach fills with butterflies as he slides your underwear to the side.

Is this really happening? Right here? Right now?

It started out soft, as he gently caressed your insides with his finger. It’s almost like he was testing the waters. Your ragged breathing only egged him on further. Slowly, he begins to move his finger in and out.

He raises his voice so you can hear him better.

“The human body is a mystery to me. I find it strange that even the simplest gestures…”

Detaching himself from your neck, he looks up towards you. For a second, he curls his fingers, then uncurls it. “…can get a reaction out of someone.”

Through your moans, you finally gather some strength to speak. “I’ve gotta….” Though your mind was on a swivel the entire night, you knew people would be looking for you. “Gotta…….”

Raven doesn’t allow you to finish your sentence, switching from one finger to two. “Fear not. Tonight, you can become apart of me.”

You’re just stuck moaning and panting on the ground. You hope no one can hear you, but it’s unlikely with how empty this area was.

Even so, he doesn’t give you the right to even finish. He snatches his fingers out, stopping as quickly as he started and gets off of you.

You lean up from your spot, dazed and completely in the clouds. As he licks his fingers clean, you stare at him with such an intensity that you think your eyes would fall out.

You think you’re in love.

RAW IS WAR // 8:35 PM

You’re still disheveled from earlier. Your clothes were wrinkled, your hair had gotten frizzy, and you’re still burning inside.

Holy shit.

You’re aching because he didn’t give you the opportunity to finish. You hope this feeling goes away. You refuse to finish yourself off anywhere near the show.

On the bright side…you’ve figured it out. Raven is your one true love. He’s everything you wanted and more. You felt like you had all the time in the world for Raven. That you could drop everything you’re doing for Raven. Raven. Raven. Raven. Raven.

That’s all you cared about right now.

A cold hand on your shoulder makes you turn around quickly. “What?!”

“Heeeey. No need to get defensive!” It’s Lita, who looked pretty concerned. “You okay? I was worried about you. You didn’t show up tonight and Jeff was disappointed.” She pauses to look at how messed up you look. “You look a mess…what happened?”

“….” You look at Lita, unable to think of a proper response. “I….no, I’m okay. Just fine. Just leave me alone.”

Your response surprises Lita. “Huh? You’re acting strange. You can tell me, you know. Was it Torrie? If—“

“No! Just—FUCK! Leave me alone!” You scream at her, wanting nothing more than to be left alone at the moment. Lita immediately shuts up as you give her one last glance and head down the hallway.

that was an experience.

really really hope u guys liked it because i lowkey wasn’t fond of it?!?!?! again i feel like it was because i kept reading it over and over but yeah. raven does things. he won. the night isn’t over either...we’ll find out what happens next monday!!!!!! also reader challenging undertaker indirectly ruh roh

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Anyway I can request a Christian Cage x Female!Reader imagine where she’s married to Christian and on screen she’s paired with him & Luchasaurus onscreen as the top heel for the Women’s Division and maybe during a match with Anna Jay, Jack comes out and tries to run interference to she’ll win, but he accidentally ends up injuring the reader which reignites the feud between student and Mentor with Jack & Christian?

Pay for it

Summary: When Jack Perry helps Anna Jay win her match against Y/n he didn’t realize he dug himself his own grave when he injured Christians wife. 

Word count: 739

Main Masterlist Christian Cage Masterlist

I sat backstage getting checked out by one of the trainers. Fortunately I hadn’t dislocated my knee like they initially thought but I would need six stitches just above my right eyebrow. I watched Christian pace around the small room angry. “I’m going to kill that bastard” the bastard he was referring to was Jack Perry who was the reason I was in this situation. 

That evening I had an eliminator match with Anna Jay for my TBS championship. Which ment if she won the match she would be granted a title opportunity. Being the biggest heel of the women's division here in AEW meant there was a lot of weight on my shoulders, yet I felt light as a feather. I was the current TBS Champion and Christian was the TNT Champion, making us the power couple of this company. I made my entrance championship in hand as I walked down to the ring, Christian on left and Luchasaurus on my right. I looked down at a nervous Anna Jay, I mean she wanted the match, she was planning her own funeral. I knew this would be a piece of cake and of course it was. I had the upper hand for the majority of the match, since I was considered a veteran within the world or pro wrestling. It meant that I served as a bit of a mentor for the young talent in AEW just like Christian. Anna was no different. I knew her moves so it was easy. I climbed to the top rope about to secure the win when I felt the ring shift. I looked behind me to notice Anna gone. I saw Jack Perry trying to start a fight with Luchasaurus. I switched my position so I could attempt a corkscrew moonsault outside of the ring, hoping to land on Jack and Anna. As I launched my body into the air I was greeted with nothing, my picture perfect corkscrew moonsault meating nothing, body landing hard as I was greeted with the floor. On the way down I tried to land on my feet noticing no one was there but of course  that was not the case. I heard the crowd gasp and could feel my body tense up, although I had done this move a million times before all it takes is a nasty landing to cause an injury. As I lied on the ground I felt someone grab me and throw me back into the ring, it was Jack. The official was too busy dealing with Christian they didn’t see Jack kick me into an exposed turnbuckle, busting open my face. Anna ended up getting the victory leaving me lying in a puddle of my own blood. 

Now here I was sitting backstage getting stitches in my head. At one point Anna came in to apologize for Jack, she said she didn’t know he was going to do that and Anna felt bad. The plan was for her to get a quick roll up and get the win, creating a feud between us but the little stunt Jack pulled changed it all. Looking back at the match I watched as Anna tried to catch me on my moonsault (being a safe professional ofc) but Jack pushed her out of the way, leading me to a hard fall. 

The feud between Christian and Jack had died down, it was over but this little stunt would reignite the flame that was once burnt out. My head was pounding and Christian’s angry huffing and puffing was only making it worse. “Can you please stop, my head hurts, you explaining all of the ways you are going to murder Jack is only making it worse” 

Christian came up to me and examined the fresh stitches in my head. “How many stitches?” He asked me, eyes still burning with anger. “Luckily only six, it could have been way worse” I told him. I could see the gears running in his head. “Well six stitches means me killing him six times” Did we really need another mentor and student feud? “So I guess this means you are not done with him after all then?” I asked, knowing this new feud would be even more violent than the last. “Not in the slightest, he’s going to pay for this. I will show him what happens when you try to mess with my Wife!” With that he left. 

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[judgementdaysunshine]

Always looking down

Pairing: Christian Cage x Fem reader x Chris Jericho

Description: The boys help you when you're low from anxiety and depression

You sit on the back porch feeling cold with dread, agony, fear, and despair as the familiar bubble begins to form throughout your body not noticing or hearing the door behind you open until two sets of big warm hands encase your own. Chris and Christian noticed that something wasn't right at all when they couldn't find you in bed or anywhere in the house thinking you went to train even though you had a bit of time off or went to the store but your car was still parked out front making them feel more worried until chris peeked out the backdoor only to see you quietly sitting on the step but the small shakes of your body and seeing tears flow down your face making his heart shatter immediately getting christian leading to now as you slowly come back from the thoughts swirling in your mind that would normally be hidden but had slowly come out leaving you in your current state "I didn't want you two to worry, I've never felt...enough I'm always looking down and on edge not knowing whether anyone around me is in my life because they care about me, want something from me, or feel sorry and pity for me" the boys wrap their arms around you tightly making you feel a sense of love, understanding, trust, and safety. "You don't know what we'd do for you, you have taught us and brought such a fragile, raw, and tender sense of love that neither of us knew existed" the raw emotion in both their eyes as chris speaks fills your heart with warmth before the three of you walked inside being wrapped in a long hug by both men after wiping your face and giving you water to make sure you didn't get a headache and dehydrated sitting sandwiched between them in bed wrapped in a blanket with chris's hoodie on and christian's pizza socks on your feet watching episodes of Forensic Files and the movie Half Baked which never failed to leave the three of you laughing endlessly whether all of you or one of you was high or sober, they melt seeing you smile and laugh unlike earlier pressing a kiss to each side of your temple before intertwining all your hands together wrapping yourself around chris while christian made dinner eating as The goonies plays "I love you guys" they smile sweetly pulling you into soft tender kisses being tangled between them "We love you".

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[windhamsrotunda]

***windhamrotunda's most popular fics masterlist***

author's note: I promised you all a most popular fics masterslist, so here it is. Please note that there are a few smut fics in here, so the "*" symbol after the link will be marked as nsfw! There will be the names of the characters right before the link. Also, if you have any questions / or just want to show your support (reblogs help a lot but I don't mind the likes!), that would be great! P.S. let me know in a dm if the links do not end up working and I will get right to fixing this post! - shar?

RHEA RIPLEY

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/713885490460459008/rhea-ripley-x-female-reader-fluff-headcannon

EDGE / CHRISTIAN CAGE FICS | HEADCANONS (MOSTLY SMUT!!)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/691686296826052609/only-hell-comes *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/706662486289563648/pairing-christian-cage-x-female-reader-in-her *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/697041469565976576/kinktober-day-2-thigh-riding-edge *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/692599148356239361/pairings-edge-x-female-reader-x-christian *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/688048831216140288/can-you-do-a-soft-but-dominating-edge-smut *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/680481982208147456/dream-of-me-edge-wwe-pairings-edge-wwe-x *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/660447166951800832/the-fault-in-our-rated-r-superstars-an-edge

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/706403894426845184/pacify-her-cc

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/684256194092744704/can-you-do-brood-edge-smut-x-reader *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/680839272661696512/daddy-issues-christian-cage-pairings-christian *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/660702076523954176/title-the-fault-in-our-rated-r-superstars-part

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/681613545986768896/edge-wwe-short-headcannon *

BRAY WYATT

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/698239409647190016/dont-die-for-me-brother-bray-wyatt

90s! BRET HART

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/685186227378503680/i-only-have-eyes-for-you-bret-hart *

RANDY ORTON

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/678551703051714560/cigarette-daydreams-ro

ROMAN REIGNS FICS | HEADCANONS (THE "*" CONTAINS SMUT!!)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/658276073142976512/my-boyfriends-back-and-hes-cooler-than-ever *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/660237165575520256/now-playing-romans-room-roman-reigns *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/702112416203489280/yours-truly-roman-a-roman-reigns-oneshot *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/685913142791946240/red-roman-reigns-headcannon-pairing-domroman *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/649559300566581248/roman-reigns-you-look-even-better-than-the *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/678567305307996160/acknowledge-the-bloodline-h-e-r-e-i-a-m-c-h

WARDLOW (AEW) FICS | HEADCANON(S)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/689520309119877120/mr-mayhem-would-like-to-see-you-now-wardlow

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/690238247877640192/short-ass-imagine-i-suddenly-made-up-in-my-head *

CHRIS MOTIONLESS (MIW)

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/688156808176664576/with-those-angel-eyes-chris-m *

https://windhamsrotunda.tumblr.com/post/687458524444409856/car-rides-at-midnight-with-chris-from-love-chris *

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[officialchristiancagebbgirlblog]

2: “try and get some sleep baby”

34: “shh, it’s okay. I’m here now”

Hopefully this is okay, I made it into a sort of nightmare in which the reader wakes up to a caring Christian Cage. Any feedback is appreciated! Hope you enjoy! 🩵

Tag: @brideofinfamy

Warnings: none

Theme: angst and fluff at the end

Word count: 1407

Link to masterlist

Happy reading 🖤

“I know it’s not easy, but try and get some sleep baby.”

For the last few days, you had been really struggling to get to sleep. You weren’t sure where the problem was starting but all you knew is you were sick of sleeping so late all the time. Christian laid behind you, spooning your body while one of his cats happily nestled behind his knees. He mumbled sweet nothings into your hair, trying to help you get to sleep. Even though he was half asleep he still tried his best to get you as relaxed as possible before he drifted off into his own dreams.

“I’ll try, babe…” you sighed, feeling him plant a soft kiss on the back of your head and pulling the sheets higher up on your bodies. You went to say goodnight, but by the time you turned your head towards him, he was out like a light.

The clock by your bedside table read 2:13am. It wasn’t the time you wanted to see at all, having tried for hours to get to sleep. Strangely enough, you were tired enough to get to sleep but your brain was just refusing to shut off for the night. It’s not like you had even done anything crazy that night anyways! At best, you and your boyfriend, Christian, had just had a quiet night cooking dinner, watching a movie. Being in his later years, he preferred to stay in and hang out with his girl. There was nothing he needed to prove to anyone by bringing you out, showing you off to his friends to prove that ‘he’s still got it!’ He didn’t need to prove to anyone that he was still worthy of being loved by younger women. So he chose to spend his nights relaxing with you instead. He knew you didn’t enjoy going out and partying until the early hours of the sunrise, so it never took much convincing to get you to stay home with him.

You envied Christian for being able to sleep so quickly. As soon as you guys had got yourselves tucked in he fell asleep. Snoring away behind you, his sounds were oddly relaxing. They were loud, occasionally a little bit squeaky but it was just enough to help lull you into a restless sleep.

Once your eyes finally closed and you melted into the sheets, you found yourself standing alone in a hallway. Wide awake.

‘Strange…’ you thought aloud, ‘where is everybody?’

Wandering down the hall you could hear faint, illegible voices that went up and down in both tone and volume. Almost like a weird song? You couldn’t quite pinpoint who the voices belonged to but it definitely sounded familiar. Deciding to stop, you pressed your ears against a closed wooden door on your right to see if you could make out what they were saying. But weirdly, as you got closer you heard more voices that made it so hard to hear as you got closer to the wood. They were loud, distorted, and almost angry. But after some head movements, you found the sweet spot on the door that allowed you to make out at least some words. Sadly, though, it might’ve just been better to ignore them.

“She’s just so…and I don’t…why would he go…someone as young as…she’s just in it…for the money…he could do…so much better…”

‘Oh my god,’ you gasped, ‘is…is that what she thinks of me?!’

It took you a moment to figure out who the voice might belong to, and you felt your heart drop when you realised it was one of Christians friends. It could’ve been Shayna, or possibly Beth but you weren’t fully certain on which of the girls. You swallowed thickly, and with a tightness on your chest you continued down the hall. On your left, this time, was a new wooden door. Except this one was painted Green with a little peephole looking into the room. You could see the back of someone sitting, typing furiously on their phone and dictating loudly what they were writing. Whoever they were, they were practically shouting their words of hatred:

“What does he even see in her…why on Earth…date a younger…she deserves to be-“

Quickly and clumsily stepping back, you tried to spare yourself from hearing the end of that sentence. You felt the cool wall slam against your back as you stumbled down to the floor.

‘Oh my god, what’s going on?!’ You thought to yourself, head buried in your hands, body trembling. The tightness on your chest started to feel more like a weight. Like something was sitting on it, hot and kind of fuzzy? It almost felt like it was merging with the inside of your throat. After what felt like forever, you found the courage to lift your head only to be met with an open doorway. Looking in, sat on a lone chair in the middle of an otherwise empty room sat Christian. Staring at you. With no love in his eyes.

He didn’t say anything, just watched as you shakily lifted yourself off the floor to walk towards him. With each step closer, his expression became more sour and angry.

‘Baby, it’s…it’s me. What’s wrong?” You questioned, lips quivering. Still, he stayed silent and unmoving.

‘Please just say something! Anything!’

Slowly he stood from the chair, eyes trained on you with a scowl plastered on his face. He took a step forward towards you and placed his hands on your shoulders.

‘You disgust me…’ he spat out, beginning to shake you violently. With each shake, he shouted disgusting comments at you, spit flying all over your face as he closed the space between the two of you. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t even breathe. The man that you were in love with stood before you shouting abuse at you. Tears streamed down as you stared at his greying face, his cheeks burning a bright red of hatred. Everything felt like it was shaking around you, and you had the odd sensation of being lifted from the ground. But, his voice kept you distracted from everything around you. You barely even noticed his expression soften, his voice suddenly quiet and soothing.

“Hey, wake up!”

Sitting up in a panic, you almost shrieked. The heavy feeling in your chest quickly disappeared as his cat (who was previously cuddled up on your chest) tumbled down into your lap with a gentle meow in protest. She hopped away from the bed, unhappy with the level of respect. Apparently she didn’t much appreciate rolling down somebody's body. Looking around the room that was just barely lit with the lamp beside your boyfriend you realised where you were. Back in the safety of his bedroom. It was just a horrible nightmare. It still didn’t stop your sobs and violent shakes as you fell sideways into his awaiting arms.

“Oh baby, shh. Shh, it’s okay. I’m here now…” he mumbled, face buried in your hair, hands caressing your arms. You tried to speak but you just couldn’t get the words out between sobs.

“No it’s okay, sweet girl, you don’t have to say anything. I know you had a nightmare. You don’t have to tell me what happened.”

His reassuring words helped you calm down quicker, his soft hands acting as a fantastic distraction from the sadness. Finally you were able to calm down again. The tears had stopped flowing, the shakes were less violent. But that didn’t stop him from continuing to hold you, rocking you side to side. You looked over to him to see him flash you a warm smile.

“Are you feeling better now?” He held an open bottle of water to your lips, trying to get you to have a few sips which you gratefully accepted. Still feeling too upset to properly talk, you gave him a nod before laying back down under the covers. He placed the water down and turned off the lamp, plunging the room back into darkness. There was a brief moment of anxiety which quickly washed away as he nuzzled in next to you.

“Th…thank you.” You managed to mutter out, just loud enough for him to hear. Another kiss was given to you but this time on your cheek.

“I’m here for you sweet girl, whatever happens. Try and get back to sleep if you can, okay? I promise I won’t let go of you tonight.”

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