prompt list 21 — 3. "When I find the motherfucker who broke your heart, I'm breaking their nose." w/ tyler
prompt list 21 *drabble*

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prompt list 21 — 3. "When I find the motherfucker who broke your heart, I'm breaking their nose." w/ tyler
prompt list 21 *drabble*
Okay this is a weird request, but hear me out...
IRL my bf talks so fcking much. SO MUCH. (Peace and quiet? What's that?) It would really bring me joy to imagine a little Hook x reader action where it's mostly just him being completely silent. Doesn't even have to be smut, just... He's cooking dinner... Quietly. Watching a movie together... and he doesn't talk through it. Getting ready for bed...or whatever... and being QUIET. Call this STFU kink.
This would be like, my ultimate self indulgent fantasy. If you can do this for me I'd be eternally grateful.
❝Peace and Quiet❞
STFU KINK LMAOO
more of a drabble kinda thing, also i kind of drifted from the original idea so plz don’t be mad at me 😭
hook x fem! reader
not my gif!!
ꨄ english is not my first language! i apologies for any mistakes!!
not proofread
You and Hook had been dating for a while, so to you, nights like these were the norm. To most people, this would be extremely weird, but to you, it was relaxing.
You had already showered, drying your hair in the bathroom whilst your boyfriend laid quietly on the bed on his phone. You both had extremely long days, your bodies sore from all the hits your body went through, all you wanted was to snuggle in bed with Hook, and he was totally up for that.
Once you did your nighty routine, you crawled into bed, turning off the lamp, the only light coming from Hooks phone as he scrolled through Instagram. Most of the time you would put on a show for background noise and talk about your day, but the two of you were so tired, you could barely keep your eyes opened.
Hook looked down at you, not saying a word but kissing your head, in a sign of affection. Smiling to himself, he finally let himself drift off after a long, hardworking day.
Hook Drabble #2 (Or is it a Ficlet at this point?) (Hook X Older Female Reader)
The referee raised your hand in victory over Tay Conti, and you smiled at the crowd, holding your aching neck with your free hand. It had been quite a battle but you’d come out tougher for it.
Suddenly, as Tay was trudging back up the ramp, Tony’s Nese’s music hit and he came out with Mark Sterling.
He lifted a mic to his lips and spoke cockily as he sauntered down the ramp.
“Well, little Ms. Y/N… Congrats on your victory.” He’d reached the ring by then and climbed in with you. Something told you to back up a step, or two.
“No, no really,” he said, sensing your hesitancy to trust him. “Congratulations. That was quite the match. Wasn’t it, everyone?” He motioned to the AEW audience, and this earned you many cheers and cat calls. “BUT…” He smiled devilishly. “That’s not the only thing I want to congratulate you on.”
He paused and you stared at him, dreading what was to come if his facial expression was anything to go by.
“It’s come to my awareness that you’ve acquired the romantic attentions of a certain wrestler here at AEW…”
You could feel your face pale. Immediately the steamy kiss you’d shared with Hook entered your mind. How had Nese found out?
“In fact, I have quite the piece of footage of said romantic attentions…”
“Tony, don’t do this,” You said, swallowing past tears of anger. You stepped toward him and placed your hands in a defensive gesture. Your voice seemed so quiet in the arena. Probably because you weren’t speaking into a mic. “It’s not anyone’s business.”
Tony ignored you and motioned to the giant screen behind the both of you. “Roll that beautiful hidden footage!”
The next thing you knew, a video of your kiss with Hook was playing on the big screen and your face burned at all the hoots and hollers of the crowd.
“Tony, stop it!” You screamed. Before you thought your actions through, you’d lunged at him and slapped him across the face. He reacted instantly, grabbing both your wrists in his hands. He backed you into a corner of the ring and glared down at you. “Not wise, you worthless little cougar.”
Mark, who you’d almost forgotten was there, stepped up beside Tony. They had you cornered completely.
There was nowhere to go.
Your teeth clenched, more so you could keep your chin from trembling than from your anger. “Let me out. Now.”
“I don’t think so,” Tony chuckled. He latched onto a hank of your hair. “I think I want to see what all the fuss is about.” He tugged your head back and dipped his head down…
Hook’s music hit, and immediately a shirtless Hook was jogging for the ring, a look of malice on his face.
Cheers reverberated throughout the arena along with a “Hook” chant.
You took that opportunity to drive your knee up into Tony’s groin. “I hope you aren’t wearing a cup,” you growled at him as he sank to his knees. Pain was etched across his face and you took that to mean he was indeed cupless.
Mark reached over and grabbed you by the throat then, but that’s as far as he got. Hook, now in the ring, clocked him in the face with a fist and sent the man staggering back and he fell onto his backside.
Taking your hand wordlessly, Hook led you out of the ring, and up the ramp, through the right tunnel till you reached gorilla. “You okay,” he asked softly when you were behind the curtain. “They hurt you?”
You shook your head. “No, I’m okay.”
“Y’ sure?”
You nodded again, “Yeah, I’m fine, Hook. Thank you.”
Suddenly, he was pushing you up against the wall, his arms closing around you. “You’re welcome.” And then his mouth was on yours. His lips moved over yours and he spoke softly between kisses. “Not gonna touch what’s mine.” He deepened the kiss and you finally let yourself melt within his embrace. A soft moan passed by your throat and you kissed him back, oblivious to the possibility of an audience watching you.
Nor did you care.
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Hook Drabble (Hook X Older Female Reader)
“Hook…Stop it. I can’t do this. It isn’t right.”
He had you pinned to the wall of your dressing room, his sweat-glistening, muscled arms caging you in.
“What’s not right about it?” His deep, smooth voice asked, as he moved in even closer against you. “You’re attracted to me. I’m attracted to you. What’s the big deal?”
“I’m old enough to be your mother!”
“So, you’re a cougar. Who cares?”
“What would people say-”
“Who cares what people say?”
“Would you stop answering questions with questions? I’m being serious.”
His face dipped down toward yours as his hand reached out, locked the knob on your dressing room door. “So am I.” His face moved even closer. His messy brown hair brushed against your cheek. “One kiss. One kiss from me, little Mammina, and you'll be utterly hooked.”
You gazed into his dark eyes while he stared into yours, his mouth set in his typical scowl. Your eyes settled on his mouth for just a moment. You quickly imagined what it would feel like on yours.
And you immediately knew you shouldn’t have done that.
Because where you were fixing to go, there was no escape.
“Prove it. Kiss me.”
The words were out before you could stop them. And then Hook closed the gap between your faces, his mouth claiming yours with no hesitancy. His strong arms went around you and pulled you closer to his chiseled frame.
Your arms went up and around his neck, one hand going to his face and urging it closer to yours. His tongue slipped past your lips and tangled with yours in a kiss that rivaled one of Sammy’s and Tay’s.
Thank goodness you were behind closed doors. Because the privacy…. Oh, you needed it.
And suddenly, Hook ended the kiss and unlocked the door, pulled it ajar and then looked you in the eye. “Ya want more, Mammina…” He said, heading out the door. “You know where to find me…”
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A quote from a little drabble I'm working on. Hopefully it will be enjoyed! :-)
"One kiss from me, little mammina, and you'll be utterly HOOKED."
Translation: Mammina (Italian) ~ Mommy