Hey there! I’m Nyx, a wrestling fic writer. I mostly write for Kenny Omega, but I love sprinkling in AEW/Elite members too!
💫 What I Write 💫
✩ Mostly Kenny Omega (duh)
✩ Other AEW Stars (MJF, Young Bucks, Kyle Fletcher, etc.)
✩ Fluff, angst, smut
✩ Reader inserts
✩ Occasional match-inspired drabbles or AUs
❌ What I Don’t Write ❌
⚠︎ Non-con or dub-con
⚠︎ P*dophilia, incest, bestiality, or other dark content
⚠︎ Character bashing (unless it’s kayfabe, of course)
📬 Requests & Taglist 📬
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Hey there, I’m new to your blog and I love your new fic on Bret hart and also do you write for other wwe stars?
i’m so so glad you loved the bret fic !! and yes i do write for older and newer wwe stars. i am very open to taking requests for stars that are not on my masterlists also (NJPW, ROH, etc.) <33
Content Warnings !! -> SFW & NSFW, Age gap (Bret is 34 and the reader is 25), petnames (little lady, mama, darling, baby, sweetheart), mentions of getting the reader pregnant, size difference (?), praise kink, oral (f receiving)
⭑ After having a bad day on the farm, he skips the dinner you made and picks you up from your seat and carries you like a sack of potatoes to the bedroom.
⭑ It started with little glances at each other across the room, then came smiles, and finally suggestive looks.
⭑ Bret mentioned that he wasn't planning on dating or even getting married at that. But when he saw you across that bar, dancing and having fun like no one was watching, he just couldn't leave, as he didn't just see the love of his life.
⭑ He made his way over to you and zoned out everyone else around you.
⭑ He started with “Having a good night there, little lady?” pointing at your drink and also pointing out the height difference between you two.
⭑ You were going to tell him off like every other guy in the bar, but when you turned around, you scratched that idea immediately.
⭑ He didn't give you a number after that night, just his address.
⭑ Bret thought you wouldn't show, but one day you took the leap of faith and hoped that he wasn't some creep trying to kidnap you or something.
⭑ After that, you never went back home… Well, to move your things in, that's about it.
⭑ He didn't necessarily make you quit your job. He likes to say that he convinced you.
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⭑ After having a bad day on the farm, he skips the dinner you made and picks you up from your seat and carries you like a sack of potatoes to the bedroom.
⭑ “God, you don’t know how much I needed you today, darlin',” he says, kissing down your stomach and settling himself in between your thighs.
⭑ He makes sure that you can’t move away from him after making you cum in his mouth at least 3 times.
⭑ After he's finished, he positions his hard cock at your entrance and thrusts in without warning, all while staring into your eyes.
⭑ “Fuck, you take it all so well for me, baby.”
⭑ “I swear I'm gonna make you a mama one day.”
⭑ On your third round, his thrusts start to get sloppier, and his groans get louder and echo throughout the small home.
⭑ “Cum with me one more time, mama,” he groans.
⭑ After the fact, he grabs a cloth to clean yourselves up.
⭑ “You did so well for me, sweetheart.” Bret whispers to you and plants a kiss on your head.
Sorry for the long haitus I've been very busy with school and more so mental issues. Another reason for the long break is my lack of motivation and inspriation but I'm finally getting my spark back! I am very open to fulfilling any requests that you guys may have also.
★ Kenny is obsessed with every single inch of you — the softness of your tummy, the curve of your hips, your beautiful brown skin. He’ll kiss your stretch marks and loves to call them your stripes.
★ He genuinely thinks you're the most gorgeous woman in every room.
★ He’ll show you off any chance he gets. One day, you’ll get a random mention in his post — a long caption with pictures of you he took throughout the day, most without you even noticing.
★ He’s super conscious about you being comfortable when traveling; he’ll book the bigger seat, carry your bags, and insist you rest your feet on his lap on long flights.
★ When you’re doing your skincare or makeup, he’ll sit behind you with his chin on your shoulder, watching you with pure awe.
★ He absent-mindedly plays with your hair all the time, whether you’re watching movies together or waiting at the airport.
★ Sometimes you wake up to him standing over you with the softest “I love you” stare — he swears he wasn’t staring that long.
★ When you’re cooking, he’ll come up behind you just to smack your ass or hold your boobs. You stopped complaining about it after a while.
★ Kenny always ends up being the little spoon, pressed to your chest with your arm wrapped around him. He says he sleeps best when he hears your heartbeat.
★ When he leaves for the road, you find sticky notes in the fridge, on the mirror, or tucked in your purse that say:
“Don’t forget to eat, gorgeous. I love you <3”
“Can’t wait to come home to my favorite girl.”
“You’re perfect, just as you are.”
He lifts you onto his desk — things crash to the floor, but neither of you care. His lips crash onto yours, tasting himself on your tongue as he leaves dark marks on your neck. Kenny’s cold fingers trace your skin, palms squeezing your breasts, thumbs brushing over your nipples before his mouth claims them.
While he worships your curves, his hands roam to your thighs, gripping them with possessive urgency. He finally peels your lingerie off and growls, “You’re so fucking gorgeous, baby. Too bad I have to make a mess of you.”
He sinks to his knees, face buried between your thighs. Just a few licks and you’re already tugging at his hair, moaning his name. “You taste so fucking good, princess…” he murmurs against your dripping core. He spits, kisses, sucks — beard scratching your thighs until you’re trembling.
“C’mon baby, I wanna taste all of you~” he teases, eyes locked on yours as you cum hard against his tongue. He comes up to kiss you, lets you taste yourself, then teases your sensitive clit with his fingers until you’re dripping for him again.
He slips his thick cock inside you, groaning, “Fuck, I missed you so much…” His strokes start slow, then rougher — you claw at his back until you draw blood. “Harder, baby… make sure they know I’m yours.” He smirks, looking you dead in the eyes. “You’re so good to me, you know that?” You’re too cock-drunk to answer, so he slaps your cheek lightly to pull you back. “Aww, too much for my baby~?”
By the time you cum again, you’re dizzy and limp in his arms. Kenny carries you to the bedroom. “Oh, you thought we were done, sweet thing?” he grins. He gives you a moment to breathe — then helps you onto all fours. “Just one more time for me, sweetheart. Take it like the good girl you are.”
He fucks you from behind, whispering filth in your ear, until you collapse under him again. He flips you over, presses his forehead to yours. “Cum with me, baby…” You do — together — gasping each other’s names.
Later, wrapped up in bed, Kenny gives your thigh a playful slap. “How about we go to sleep, sweetheart?” “Yeah,” you smile, exhaustion washing over you. He kisses you deeply. “I love you.” “I love you more,” you mumble back. You drift off with his voice in your ear.
“Sleep well, beautiful.”
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You get home from running errands and hear a loud, frustrated curse from your soon-to-be husband, Tyson Smith — or as most people call him, Kenny Omega. Since he’d been working so hard, you’d refused to let him run errands with you, so he had no choice but to stay home and catch up on some games he hadn’t touched in weeks.
You walk toward Kenny’s game room and knock… no answer. Not the first time. You quietly push the door open. Kenny’s wearing nothing but grey sweatpants and his headset, totally lost in his team’s callouts. Knowing how stressed he’s been lately, you decide to give him a reward.
You slip back to the bedroom, pick out the lingerie he’d bought you a while ago — the one you never wore because all he wanted to do lately was cuddle and pass out. You shower, run the soapy loofa over your brown skin, spray on his favorite perfume, and skip the makeup. He’d just ruin it anyway.
In your silky robe, you head back down the hall, heart pounding. Kenny doesn’t notice you until you’re behind him, your soft hands sliding down his shoulders to his chest as you kiss his neck.
“Hello to you too, baby…” he murmurs, voice already wrecked. You hush him — tell him to keep playing — as you kiss lower. His quiet whimpers grow louder when you trace his bulge through those sweats, kissing the thick print while he tries to keep his composure for his team.
“Hey Kenny, you there?” a teammate calls out. “Uh y-yeah, I’m here, j-just have to handle something~” he stammers, looking down at you with those lust-drunk eyes as he mutes himself.
You pull his sweatpants down, freeing his thick cock. “God, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this…” he groans. You lick a slow line from base to tip, but when you tease too long, he fists your hair and growls, “Stop being a tease. Suck it like the good girl you are.”
You ignore him — so he thrusts into your throat anyway, headset forgotten, as you struggle to take all of him. “Fuck, you look so pretty with me down your throat…” he moans, hips rutting up as you gag around him.
And just when he’s at his peak, he pulls you up by your messy hair, eyes dark with hunger. “You know… I’d make love to you, but the way you swallow me like that — I’d rather fuck you like the little whore you are.”
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Part 2
(doing this one in 2 parts because it was over the word limit lol)
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