#cesaro wwe

[south-of-heaven]

Claudio Castagnoli x fem!moxley!reader with a secret relationship

Forbidden romance || Claudio Castagnoli x Reader

Summary: You and Claudio have a little bit too much fun sneaking around behind Mox's back.

You'd always been incredibly close with your older brother, Jon Moxley. Growing up, you were almost inseparable, sharing secrets, laughter, and a few fights along the way. But as much as you cherished your relationship with him, there was one thing that had always been off-limits - his friends. Especially Claudio Castagnoli, who was a part of their inner circle.

Claudio was charming, with a wit as sharp as a tack, and he'd always been one of Jon's best pals. You couldn't help but notice, though, that he was also incredibly attractive. A few stolen glances, inside jokes, and playful teasing turned into something more. As much as you'd both tried to hide it, there was an undeniable attraction simmering between you.

One evening, while Jon was out at a wrestling event, you and Claudio found yourselves alone in the living room. He was seated on the couch, leafing through an old magazine, and you were trying to read on the other end of the room. But your curiosity got the best of you. With a mischievous glint in your eye, you tip-toed over to him, stealing the magazine from his hands.

"Hey! What are you doing?" he asked with a grin.

You shushed him playfully, sitting down beside him, your legs brushing against his. "We're alone, Mox isn't here. No need to pretend."

Your words hung in the air for a moment before Claudio leaned in closer, his lips just an inch away from yours. You could feel his warm breath on your skin as he whispered, "You're a dangerous one, you know."

But you weren't about to let the opportunity pass. With a smirk, you closed the gap between you, pressing your lips to his. The initial shock quickly gave way to passion as you both lost yourselves in a deep, intense kiss.

The attraction between you and Claudio had been undeniable for a while, but now, it had reached a point where it could no longer be denied. You both knew that when Jon found out, there would be consequences, but the risk was worth it.

So, you and Claudio continued to share secret moments, savouring the forbidden romance that had blossomed between you, cherishing the stolen kisses and stolen glances. For now, the thrill of sneaking around Jon's back was too intoxicating to resist.

[coffin-upalung]

This is probably so incredibly niche but my ideal Batman body type/shape is Claudio from AEW. This dude is buff enough to throw people around but also limber and fast enough to defy the laws of gravity

[skellyagogo]

Cesaro- Regret

He'd never forget the taste of her lips, the way she moaned his name. Cesaro had watched her dancing with some of the women's roster. The way she moved called to him. A siren from the depths willing him to drown within her.  Sneaking up behind her they danced. Before long they were quietly slipping away from the rest of the party.

Driving back to his hotel entranced by the way her fingers trailed along his chest. She shoved him through the door the second it was closed. Nibbling his neck and palming him over his jeans. Clothes dropping and getting thrown across the room. He worshipped each and every curve, every valley, and peak was met with his touch.

Rough wasn't his nature at least not in the bedroom. Teasing her folds with his tongue. Nipping and suckling her clit. Her nails dug into his back moaning his name like it was a prayer sent from the heavens above.

Her eyes rolled closed when he stuffed himself inside. Pining her wrist above her head, thrusting slowly and hard. Hips rolling and grinding together. Her lips were plump and bruised but he couldn't stop kissing her. She tasted like strawberries after a drizzle of spring rain.

Sultry mewls sang from her mouth each time he brought her over the edge. Blissed out and panting. Her body writhing beneath him. For hours he ravished her until she couldn't take anymore.  Falling asleep with her curled up on his chest. They didn't speak only drifted to sleep. When he woke in the morning she was gone, not a hint of her anywhere except the faint scent of sex on the sheets.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

She'd been switched from Smackdown to Raw and she was gone before he was given the chance to confess face-to-face. He wanted to tell her he wanted more than just that night. Make a long overdue confession but it never happened.  Off on different tours across the country.  Too far away from him yet again.

Away on the road in different towns, hardly a moment to call or text her back. He kept telling himself he would after this workout, after this match but constant interruptions. Autograph signings, pictures, interviews, one event after another he couldn't ignore.  Next thing he realized days had turned into months.  

How could he explain it now after all that time?  What good would a confession be when time passed would have made it appear as if it wasn't worth taking a few moments to acknowledge?  Perhaps if given the chance to see her face, to explain it she'd understand it was more than a one-time thing?

Cesaro showed up to Raw to watch his colleagues and friends, to get a chance to explain his actions to her. And catch a show he did in search of her. Turning down a hallway in the back of the arena he saw her in the distance. Sheamus advanced on her with a scowl on his brow as his chest bumped her into the wall. About to say something fearing Sheamus was overstepping his bounds.

Y/n smirked slinking her arms around his neck and tugging him closer. The kiss turned heated, Sheamus growling. Every man worth his salt knew that lust-filled growl. She was up off her feet and thrown over his shoulder in a flash. Smacking her ass making her laugh.

Sheamus noticed movement at the end of the hall and smiled at Cesaro. Calling out to his best friend beckoning him to come over as he set Y/n on her feet. Cesaro's eyes met Y/n's. The two exchanged a knowing glance as she linked her hand through Sheamus'. A silent way of saying they were together and Cesaro's chance had long since disappeared.

In a shared moment of regret, Cesaro could see the tears well up in her eyes.  He had had a chance, the chance of a lifetime but he couldn't even make the bare minimum attempt to show it was something more.  Couldn't find the time to type out a simple text, or take a moment, just one minute to call to show she meant something more.  

Cesaro closed his eyes, softly shaking his head. If he'd made the time to call her, if he'd just sent a text even if it was in the dead of night he wouldn't have walked in on that. It might have been the other way around, someone else walking in on him and Y/n. Turning he walked away ignoring the confused call of Sheamus behind him.

He'd always remember that night with Y/n. It'd be the biggest regret of his life but he'd cherish every second of it even if it hurt.

[conradmyers]

[spideybb]

alexa, play short kings anthem

heyo! i wanted to write some *wholesome* best friend!adam x reader. this was inspired by this tweet lowkey. this one’s for you, @daftymoxley​. i hope someone enjoys! i had a lot of fun writing this <3 it’s not the best tbh and mainly dialogue but i wrote it while chilling in my hotel room half asleep lmfao.

pairing: best friend!adam cole x gender neutral!reader (platonic)

summary: you tag along with adam to filming a da party uno episode. antics ensue. 

warnings: none, just good ole bullying of adam cole <3

word count: 777 words

ring, ring!

the ringing of your phone and the sound of it vibrating against the marble counter startled you, causing you to almost drop your hair brush. you were getting ready to go film an episode of uno for the youtube channel upupdowndown. well, you weren’t going to film, your best friend adam cole was. however, he had invited you and his friends, austin creed, tyler breeze, and cesaro didn’t mind since they loved having you around.

you picked up the phone. “hello?”

“hey, i’m outside,” adam said on the other line. “you are ready right?”

“yeah, yeah, i am,” you said, rolling your eyes. you weren’t ready but he didn’t need to know that. “i just need to find my shoes.”

“you better hurry,” adam said.

“yeah, whatever,” you replied before hanging up the phone. you finished brushing your hair and changed into a different shirt before throwing on your shoes. you grabbed everything you needed, which wasn’t a lot, and headed out the door.

you jogged up to the passenger side of adam’s car and swung the door open. “hi.”

“hey, loser,” he said with a grin. “ready?”

you rolled your eyes but nodded your head. adam handed you his phone to play music and you clicked on the usual car playlist you two listened to when you drove. as he began driving, you turned up the radio.

it didn’t take long for the two of you to arrive at tyler breeze’s house—breeze’s house was the designated filming house. adam parked his car and the two of you climbed out and headed for the front door. adam rang the doorbell.

the barking of breeze’s dogs grew louder as breeze opened the door, a smile on his face. “hey guys! welcome, come on in. glad you come hang, y/n. ya get to see me beat these three losers in some uno.”

“yeah, as you should,” you replied. “i’ll be rooting for you, breezey.”

“damn, it’s like you forgot you’re supposed to be my best friend,” adam said with a roll of his eyes.

“aw, don’t be jealous, you’ll be okay,” you replied, patting him on his arm. breeze laughed and the three of you walked into the living room.

“yo, y/n! good to see you!” austin greeted from his spot on the giant bean bag chair in tyler’s bedroom. “hey adam.”

“hi, y/n. hi, adam,” cesaro said with a smile.

“don’t sound happy to see me or anything guys,” adam said as he moved to sit down on the couch next to cesaro.

“hey, we see you all the time. we rarely see y/n,” austin defended.

“exactly, adam,” you said and laughed as you sat down on the ottoman.

“you guys are so rude to me,” adam said with a pout. “just you wait—one of these days i’m gonna fight back.”

“okay, sure,” cesaro said with a laugh.

“you’re literally a smurf, what do you mean you’re going to fight back?” you asked.

adam scoffed. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“you’re a smurf—nice and like two feet tall,” you replied, turning around to look at him. cesaro, austin, and tyler busted out laughing. “it’s okay though, you’re a short king.”

“i’m literally taller than you!” adam exclaimed. “i am not short.”

“no, no, they’re right,” tyler said. “short king.”

“at least they have the decency to refer to you as a king. they could’ve called you a short loser,” austin pointed out. adam rolled his eyes.

“how about you guys don’t call me short at all? i’m 6′0,” adam said.”

“who told you that? your wikipedia page?” cesaro asked. the group busted out laughing. adam crossed his arms over his chest.

“you know,” you started. “wikipedia pages are editable. just because it says you’re 6′0 doesn’t mean you actually are.”

“i am 6′0! why would i edit my own wikipedia page?” adam questioned. you shrugged your shoulders.

“hey, man, i was just saying,” you replied, raising your hands up in defense.

“you can find another ride home,” adam said, glaring at you.

“rude!” you exclaimed.

“then stop calling me short!”

“okay, okay, break it up. we should probably start filming if we wanna get everything we have scheduled done,” austin said, checking his phone. he stood up from the bean bag chair and clasped his hands together.

the rest of you stood up and started towards the room the boys were going to film uno in. as tyler and cesaro walked in front of you, you wrapped an arm around adam’s waist. “you know i love you, short king.”

adam groaned and flicked you in the forehead. you laughed.

“i hate you.”

masterlist

[fagpeterstrahm]

[unis-trash-stash]

Shinsuke is a protective friend and I love it

[theclaymoredude]

Cesaro-- and that bod!