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meangirls-imagines · 23 days

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Coachella Diaries

Description: Reader works for WWE and gets hurt during Wrestlemania, causing her to go on a months long break. She goes to Coachella Weekend 2 to support her girl.

WARNINGS: fluffy as shit, slightly suggestive at the end, reneechella (bc that's a warning itself)

Y/N stepped (as best as she could) off the plane and sighed at the California sun hitting her body.

Her body was exhausted. Wrestlemania was the 6th and 7th, she performed both nights and unfortunately had torn a couple of ligaments in her foot. She worked through the pain and helped make Wrestlemania record breaking. She had gotten surgery on the 16th, which meant she unfortunately missed the first weekend of her girlfriend playing Coachella.

Reneè was also understandably upset, not at Y/N, but at the fact that her girlfriend had to get surgery and she couldn't be there. Luckily for Reneè, Y/N had her fellow superstars keep the blonde updated. The doctor had cleared Y/N for travel on the 18th and she landed in LAX on the morning of the 19th.

Towa had been the one to help Y/N plan this out, picking her up from the airport. The musician smiled as Y/N hobbled towards her with her bag. "There's my favorite cripple! How's the foot?" Y/N smiled and hugged the girl. "It's definitely injured. I'll be out for a minute but honestly, I'm not mad, I need a break."

Towa laughed. "Ain't that the truth? If I have to hear Reneè freak out about every bump you take, I might've gone crazy." Y/N blushed. Reneè was always very protective of Y/N, not that her profession helped with that. The blonde loved and hated watching Y/N do her thing. Yes, Y/N looked hot but if Y/N had to take another spear from Roman Reigns or a stomp to the chest from Finn Balor, Reneè was going to commit murder.

This new era of WWE meant the return of inter-gender wrestling, with Y/N leading the charge. She had become the inaugural WWE World Heavyweight Champion, holding it for 316 days. She had been a part of the two biggest main events of Wrestlemania history, which is where she tore the ligaments in her foot. Never the less, she persisted and opened the next night of Mania, unfortunately she lost her title but the ovation she got when she got backstage was worth it.

She was thrilled to help Cody finish his story but also was happy that she could get a break. She saw the doctor who gave her the diagnosis and what doctor to see and she was on her way.

She had messaged Towa the night she found out and set the surprise up.

As the two ventured out of the airport, they caught up with each other, Towa informing Y/N of her love life and what not. The two reached the SUV and began the drive from the airport to the AirBnB they were renting for the festival. During the two hour car ride, Y/N had told Towa about some backstage drama happening as the Brit ate it up.

After 2 and a half hours, they finally made it to the house. Adam had been standing outside, waiting for them as they pulled up. The man helped Y/N out of the car and gave her a hug. "There's my favorite former champ! Congrats on the run. It was a rollercoaster." Y/N smiled and hugged the man back. "Thanks Adam! It was definitely a rollercoaster! A fun one though! So, where is my girl?"

Adam laughed. "She's out in the back with everyone else, they're pregaming before we go. Are you sure you can handle going out?" Y/N nodded. "I slept on the plane ride here. Perks of using the company jet." Adam nodded as Towa met up with them, handing Y/N her bag. The trio headed inside.

Adam and Towa headed to the back to distract everyone while Y/N slipped into the room Reneè was staying in. She took in a deep breath, breathing in the scent of Reneè. God, she missed it so much. She changed quickly, putting on the custom "Reneèchella made me gay" shirt and some shorts before getting the message from Towa to make her appearance.

She grabbed a beer from the fridge and headed out to the backyard. The group all did a "cheers" before taking the shots provided for them. Y/N decided to speak up. "Do I get a shot too?"

Everyone turned towards the new voice but no one turned quicker than Reneè. The blonde stood shocked at the sight of her girlfriend, boot and all, standing in front of her. "Holy fuck! Reneè ran to where Y/N was standing and hugged the girl tightly. Y/N laughed and kissed the blonde's head. "Hey superstar. I've missed you." Everyone was aww-ing at the scene, some clapping.

Reneè pulled away from the hug and pressed her lips to Y/N's, kissing her for the first time in weeks. The group cheered as the two kissed, causing Reneè to slip them off. After a minute, the two pulled away and Reneè began to scratch the back of Y/N's neck. "You're really here!" Y/N smiled and kissed her nose. "I am. Now I think it's time to have some fun." Reneè smiled and pulled Y/N over to her friends.

The group was watching Chappell Roan absolutely kill it when fans began to notice the couple being all cute.

@y/nisthechamp: GUYS! I'M AT COACHELLA WATCHING THE QUEEN CHAPPELL ROAN AND RENEÈ AND Y/N ARE LITERALLY 10 FEET AWAY FROM ME AND THEY ARE SO CUTE!! Y/N IS HUGGING RENEÈ FROM BEHIND AND THEY ARE SINGING AND DANCING!!

@/reneerappslut23: guys. i just saw a video of reneè and y/n all cozy at coachella and my heart 🥺

@y/nfan123: just saw a video of reneè grinding on y/n while they were watching t-pain. don't know who i wanna be more...

@/reneefan253: guys. reneè cannot keep her hands off y/n. she's always rubbing her back or the back of her head or her shoulder. WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN?!

The group made their way back to the house, all breaking off to their respective rooms, sleepily exchanging good nights. Reneè and Y/N made their way to Reneè's room. The two flopped on the bed, Reneè snuggling into Y/N's side. "I'm so glad you're here. I can't wait for you to see me perform." Y/N kissed the blonde's forehead. "Me too baby."

The next day was a lot of the same, more musicians sets, more drinking, etc. Sunday came a lot faster than Y/N expected and she found herself sitting in Reneè's trailer with her, the girl getting ready for her set. Reneè was looking on her phone as her hairstylist finished up her look. Y/N decided to take a stealthy picture and post it on her insta with the caption "coachella ready", tagging Reneè.

Comments started flooding in immediately. One that stood out to Y/N was from her not older sister Liv Morgan.

@/yaonlylivvonce: We are so excited to see her!! Drinks after?

Y/N smiled and responded to the girl. Adam poked his head in and informed Reneè she had five minutes. The blonde thanked him, took a deep breath and pulled Y/N with her to the wings of the stage. To Y/N and Reneè's surprise, Alyah was waiting for them. Reneè squealed, wrapping Alyah in a tight hug. Y/N smiled at the pair and took a picture of them hugging. Alyah pulled away and hugged Y/N too, scolding her about her injury and how she should've been more careful.

Reneè saved Y/N by pulling her away from Alyah, wrapping her arms around Y/N's waist and burying her face in her neck. Y/N rubbed the blonde's back. "You're gonna do amazing out there Reneè. Please remember to drink water though. Don't need you passing out on stage." Reneè chuckled as she heard her intro being played.

"Well, I guess that's me." Reneè pulled her head out of Y/N's neck, leaning up for a kiss. "I love you." Y/N smiled and pecked Reneè's lips. "I love you more. Now go kill it." And with a playful smack on the butt, Reneè went out on stage.

"Tasted the blood in my mouth, and left you there to bleed out.."

Y/N being there must have flipped a switch in Reneè because the girl was putting on a SHOW. Y/N had to keep herself from drooling watching her girlfriend do what she loved. Y/N's fav part do far had to be the Willow ass shake. For scientific reasons, of course. Y/N saw Towa getting her in-ears put in and grabbing her guitar. "Go kill it out there, Birdie." Towa winked playfully at Y/N and went out on her cue from the blonde.

The two were soon joined by Coco Jones as they performed "Tummy Hurts". Y/N smiled at hoe happy her girl looked. Watching Reneè perform was Y/N's favorite thing to do. She loved how confident Reneè was on stage and how carefree she looked.

After a beautiful rendition of "Snow Angel", Reneè gave her thanks to the crowd and jogged off stage. One of the crew guys poured a little bit of water on the back of Renee's neck, to cool her off, as the girl walked straight into Y/N's open arms, almost collapsing in the embrace.

"Fuck Reneè, I'm so fucking proud of you, superstar." Reneè blushed and hid her face in Y/N's neck. "I couldn't have done it without you here." Y/N laughed and kissed the blonde's temple. "You did it last weekend." Reneè pulled away from Y/N's neck and smiled at her. "Yeah, but it wasn't as fun." Y/N rolled her eyes and kissed Reneè, unaware of Towa taking a picture of them.

Everyone praised Reneè and her performance before they walked back to the area where her trailer was. Alyah spoke up. "So, what's the plan now?" Reneè smirked and looked at Y/N. "Well, Y/N and I are going to go back to the house to...catch up and we'll meet you guys later?" Towa and Alyah shared a knowing look before nodding and going to watch another set.

Y/N looked at Reneè confused. "Catch up?" The blonde nodded. "Mhhm. I'm planning on reclaiming my favorite seat..." Y/N caught on and blushed, allowing the blonde to pull her to the car waiting for them.

Yeah, Towa and Alyah would be fine on their own for a while...

#renee rapp x reader #renee rapp imagine #renee rapp

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shes2real · 1 month

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the stuff you write for rhea is so good! would love more of it, maybe some overstim? 🫣

Finishing Touches ♡

Featuring 🌷: rhea ripley + female!reader

Warning ☁️: fingering, edging, cunnilingus, overstimulation, degrading name calling (use of the name, “bitch”), pet name (use of the name, “doll”), face sitting, vibrator use, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word count 🌷: 1.2k

Scenario ☁️: you eagerly put the final touches on the attire you secretly made for Rhea, but she notices you're hiding something and decides to get an answer out of you.

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Wrestlemania is quickly approaching and you’ve been working hard on your girlfriend, Rhea’s attire. Though you two live together, you’ve kept your workroom locked at all times. You wanted to surprise her and you were very tight-lipped about any details.

Rhea was out today attending a podcast, you sat in the center of the room, the noise of the sewing machine filled the room as your hands moved deftly, guiding the material. An upholstered chaise lounge sits in the corner, draped with yards of fabric in various shades of purple and black. You decided to tweak the outfit a bit to ensure it not only looks amazing but also allows Rhea to move freely in the ring. After deliberately working on the unique details, you were confident it's exactly what Rhea needs to make a powerful entrance.

After finishing up, you breathed a sigh of relief and decided to cook lunch. As you waited for the food to cook, you began absentmindedly stirring the pot. Your mind was consumed with thoughts of Rhea in her outfit.

You’re suddenly jolted back to reality by the sound of the front door opening. Startled, you spun around, the silicone spoon clattering against the pot in your hand. Your heart raced as you saw Rhea standing in the doorway, a curious expression on her face,

“Doll?”

With a quick inhale, you try to compose yourself, "Oh, you're home early," you breathed, your voice slightly shaky. You tried to put on your million dollar smile, but Rhea notices the tension in your features.

Your eyes meet, and Rhea takes in the nervous energy radiating from you. She couldn’t help but notice the way you would occasionally look at the food to avoid her gaze, a hint of guilt flickering across your expression.

"Is everything okay?" She inquires, stepping closer with a mix of concern and curiosity.

"Yeah babe, y..you scared me. I lost track of time while cooking.”

Turning around, you stirred the bubbling pot of chicken alfredo once more, Ignoring Rhea's piercing gaze. You feel her place her hand on your ass, giving it a squeeze, “Y’know I can tell when you’re hiding something from me, doll.”

“I-I’m not, I promise!” You stuttered, placing the chicken alfredo on another stove eye and turning off the stove.

Rhea hummed in disagreement and with a swift movement, she turned you around, her hands gently pushing you against the marble kitchen island that stood behind you. Her lips met yours with a sudden intensity, the kiss catching you off guard. Your senses swirled in a whirlwind of surprise and desire as her hand crept up to your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Before you could even react, she pulled away, leaving you breathless and wanting more.

"Do you remember the last time I caught you lying?" she whispered, her voice low against your ear. The memory sent a flood to your panties. You swallowed hard, unable to meet her gaze.

You blocked Dominik on her phone because you were jealous of him and well, you lied about it. You told her that you had no idea what she was talking about and then you found yourself a whimpering, trembling mess from being edged for 2 hours. You were begging and apologizing messily and she never showed an ounce of sympathy.

"My doll wouldn't be so stupid to forget, would she?" she growled playfully, her fingers tracing circles on your skin before she effortlessly lifted you up and set you down on the sturdy surface of the island. The cool marble beneath you provided a stark contrast to the heat of the moment.

Rubbing her hands up and down your thighs, you were quiet as a mouse, watching her closely. Moving your dress out of the way, she went in between your legs, seeing the wet spot on your panties. “All of this, for me?” She asked, slipping her long finger inside of you.

You nodded, moaning as she added another finger, picking up the pace.

“Oohh, shit!”

Rhea’s other hand swatted at your thigh, “Language, baby.”

“I-i’m sorry mami!” You moaned.

Rhea smirked as your eyes rolled back, you felt yourself coming closer to your climax. You really hoped that she wasn’t going to punish you as you began begging for your release. But instead she withdrew both her fingers and licked them clean.

Rhea’s hand moved to your breast, massaging them gently as your nipples hardened under her hands. As she casually bit and nibble your nipple, you began moaning loudly, scratching her scalp gently,

“Mmmm!” You moaned, your head tilting back. Unlatching her mouth from your nipple, she kissed you again before making her way to your shared bathroom. Following behind her like a lost puppy, you watched as she undressed. While she removed her panties, she glanced over at you. “Lay down.”

Obeying, you laid flat on the bed waiting for the next command. Rhea grabbed your rose toy before placing her pussy on top of your face,

“C’mon, make mami cum.”

Your tongue glided through her cunt, effortlessly. As your face was submerged in her wetness, you felt sudden vibrations against your own pussy. You shook lightly, growing wetter.

“Your so fucking wet, like the needy bitch you are.” She taunted, before moaning. You felt a rush of confidence hearing her moans.

You began to lick at a faster pace, being rewarded with Rhea’s high pitched moans. You couldn’t stop your own moans as the rose quickly caused your orgasm to creep up on you.

Your fingers quickly moved to massage her clit, rubbing it hard as she moaned in utter bliss. You felt yourself cumming, but that didn’t stop Rhea. She decided to turn up the speed causing your mind to go blank. Your breath hitched and you were no longer focused on the task at hand,

“Keep goin’. I didn’t say stop,” Rhea snapped, pressing the rose harder against your pulsating clit.

Rhea finger massaged your walls as the rose continued its attack on your sensitive pussy. Rhea moans grew louder as you felt your second orgasm approaching. Her orgasm washed through her as yours hit you with force. Nearly screaming at the overstimulation, the pleasure raced through your body over and over again as Rhea kept the rose on your clit. Your hips bucked as you squirted, earning a sadistic laugh from Rhea,

“Oh, there we go!”

You quickly tried to get away from it as Rhea held you down. She eased off of your face, giving you a quick second to breathe.

“T-thank you ma-“

“Not finished with you yet, doll,” She smiled, positioning herself between your legs. “Gotta make ya cum again.” She sucked against your swollen clit, your hips unable to squirm from being held down. Her green eyes flickered up to admire your features: your lips were bright from the biting, and tears were rolling down to your cheeks.

She knew you weren’t in pain, she listened closely for you to use your safe word but instead you whimpered, "C-can’ttt!

"You can," Rhea encouraged and with a strained moan, your body grew limp. Rubbing your thigh, Rhea talked you through it. You purred softly as Rhea cleaned you up and laid beside you, “What were you hiding, baby?”

“I-I added the finishing touches to your attire.” You softly whispered, drifting off to sleep. Rhea smiled tenderly, her thumb gently stroking your cheek as she watched you sleep.

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

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harmshake · 1 month

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I am usually shy and don't like requsting stuff but.....

Imma just leave this here....

Oh, angel. For you, it's a done deal. 😘💗

Gear

Cody Rhodes x Fem Reader | 18+ ONLY, NSFW, fluff, and smut | 2,099 words

Happy reading! Read my other Cody stories here, if you'd like. ✨

The excitement buzzing through the bedroom could likely be felt down the hallways of the hotel, each corner, wall, and floorboard reverberating with that palpable joy for what was to come once you and Cody left it.

Only four hours to go. Four hours to get ready and head out to the Lincoln Financial Field. Fours until WrestleMania began where your husband, Cody, would grace the squared circle and become the new Undisputed WWE Universal Champion.

You could see his excitement marking his adorable cheeks a light pink as they balled up from a dazzling smile. He stood in the bathroom, half-hiding behind the door he held onto as he was getting dressed, his bare, muscular shoulders and pecs peeking at you as did he with that smile.

"You ready to see the gear of a champion?" Cody called out to you as you sat on the bed, already dressed in your turtleneck dress as you pulled on your knee-high boots to kick away the Philly chill.

"Hell yes. You've kept it a secret long enough, babe," you remarked, thinking of how he usually showed you his new gear even in its design stages on the pages of a notebook. That let you know this outfit was one he knew would surprise you with its grandeur. Cody nodded once with a cute smirk before he closed the door for a few seconds, opening it and strolling out in his jacket, tights, and boots, deep hues of red, white, and blue with luminous gold accents such as the American eagle adorning the broad shoulders. His pretty, cobalt eyes wrinkled with that handsome smile of his again as he strutted towards you with his hands out and did a quick spin that made his jacket tail flit through the air. He made you smile, too, with pride before you felt tears sting your eyes to see him so regal and opulent—and you couldn't wait to see the big gold around his waist to match.

"Let me guess. You hate it?" Cody teased before he noticed you wipe at your eyes with your sleeve. He came closer to you and slid his big hands onto your cheeks to tilt your face up at him as he gazed down at you with concern turning down his pink lips. "What's wrong, baby?"

"Nothing. These are happy tears, I swear," you piped up as his wide thumbs brushed your cheeks, his right one catching a tear as it slipped down your skin. You were telling the truth as you felt nothing but pure elation to see your husband who busted his ass for years week in and week out finally earn the opportunity to be the face of a company that he—and Roman Reigns, respectively—carried on his back already. You added with a sniffle, "Just can't wait to see you looking good like this out there tonight when you win."

"Don't think I've ever made you cry because I looked too good," Cody laughed quietly and made you giggle, too, before he bent over to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. "God, you're precious. You know that?"

"If you say so," you replied with your hands covering his still holding your face as you rested your head on his warm, slightly hairy abs exposed in his open jacket.

"I do," Cody reminded you with one more kiss atop your hair before he carefully pulled away to retreat backward to the bathroom with a sneaky grin. "Ah. I forgot...there's one more part of my gear I want to show you."

One of your arched eyebrows raised at him as he disappeared into the bathroom once more with the door closed, hearing him rustle with something before seeing him emerge in a mask—a skull mask with an almost silver sheen, golden wings, and a patriotic, thorned crown.

You couldn't help the gasp that slipped out of you as it startled you, you never saw him wear something like it. But at the same time, a smile crept onto your lips when he approached you with his hands out again as his muffled voice chirped behind the mask, "Badass, right?"

"Wow, baby. Yeah, actually. Wow," you marveled as he stood between your thighs to let you run your hands up his chest until they cradled the mask. It was denser than you expected, almost like real bone, and smooth. You could see glimpses of his skin through the jaw and eye sockets, but you nearly couldn't see his eyes in the contours of it. Yet you knew Cody was looking right at you as you admired the details of his mask, your fingertips tracing along the grooves of teeth where his warm breath escaped through it to graze your skin. You shivered a bit from the feel and from his fingertips tracing along your spine.

"Wait. Is it badass or is it scary? Because you're shaking a little, sweetheart," Cody asked softly and made another shiver roll through you as he continued caressing your back.

"Um...both. In a good way..." Your voice was just as soft, threatening to taper off with a little moan when he let his other set of long fingers wrap around your nape as your head fell back to study him looming over you looking menacing, charming, and seductive all at once. If your thighs weren't spread open to let him stand before you, you would have squeezed them shut as that shiver trickled down between them and into your panties.

Cody studied you back for a moment like he felt it, too, and you heard the smirk in his voice when he said, "Yeah? Or maybe it's a third thing...maybe it's sexy."

His fingers that stroked up and down your spine began to stroke only down as he slowly made a trail from your lower back, your left hip, and to your thigh where those fingers gathered the hem of your dress to tug up. Your eyes followed his movements, watching as his fingers then traced your bare thigh, close to where his touch made you shiver and drip and mumble to him, "Maybe..."

He let out a deep yet light chuckle before you heard a sigh follow it as his fingertips followed the deep shade of magenta where your pink panties formed a damp spot. You sighed, too, as he gently pressed the pads of his pointer and middle fingers to that spot, your clit behind it that he nudged with small circles just enough to turn your sigh into an airy moan.

"I didn't anticipate you'd like my mask this much, darling," Cody moaned back to you when you couldn't resist putting your hands on him, as well. Your head was still leaning back on the palm of his hand as you gazed at one another, yet you didn't need to see his thick bulge to know where it was and feel it twitch when you ran your fingers across it.

"Hmm...you must like it, too," you goaded him with a tiny grin and another tiny moan when he slid his fingers into your panties to bury in your warm slick. The delicious way he swirled them on you with his thumb nudged back to your clit made it a bit difficult to focus your fingers on the hem of his snug pants you wanted to pull down. He moaned with you when you carefully caught and caressed his length in your hand as it bounced free after you finally rolled his pants and red boxer briefs to his thighs. Now you had to look and soak in how his pretty, brown-pink dick throbbed in your grasp, all hard, thick, and long with his round tip trying to spill his pre-cum onto your thumb.

"I like feeling how wet you get for m—unghhh, shit. Mm...I like that, too, baby," Cody grunted with a heavy breath when your tongue swiped along his slit to taste him before you pushed his length into your mouth altogether to taste all of him. You knew he could feel the moan vibrating in your throat as you suckled him into it—a moan that grew deeper as his fingers thrust deeper into your pussy—when he trembled on your tongue and tried to balance himself with his fingers entwining with the hair at the back of your head.

Cody's moans grew just as deep as you wove your tongue around his shaft that stretched your lips around it, your drool from his yummy, savory taste dribbling from the corners of your mouth and down your chin as your wet dribbled from his knuckles that tapped at your sticky pussy lips with each thrust. He was trying to make you cum, you could feel it with his thumb fondling your tender and tingling clit and his fingertips lingering with unhurried taps on your g-spot.

He would be successful and soon as you felt yourself clench around his diligent touch, heard your husky moans fill your ears, and saw a flash of his angelic eyes on you in his devilish skull mask as he encouraged you with a husky growl of his own, "You must want me to cum the way you're swallowing me...fffuck. Unhhh, I want you to cum. Please, sweetheart...I need to feel you cum on my fingers."

His grip on your hair tightened just a little to make you keep your eyes on his that leered beyond his mask as he flexed his fingers in you with sweet, short taps on your spot that began to flutter as you whined for him, from that swift and overwhelming rush of warm tingles that flooded your body. It felt damn good, just as good as it felt to feel your husband pulse in your throat a few minutes later with his hips flinching forward until his cute tuft of brown hair brushed your nose. His warm, slippery cum as it started to pump down your throat felt good, too, and his moans sounded good with your name laced throughout them as his deep voice floated from behind his mask once more.

"God, baby...look at you. Beautiful," Cody murmured with another breathy moan obscured by his mask. You wished you could see his beautiful face as he cherished yours that he messied with your saliva and his cum on his tip that smudged your lips once he pulled out. Yet you enjoyed seeing your husband look like a sexy nightmare come to life as he revered you. He took his time drawing his fingers from your wet warmth that still throbbed on them, placing his fingers on your lips to join his mess and compelling you to lick it off. You whimpered as he let you suck on his thick fingers and pouted when he pulled them away, only to whimper again at the lovely sight of him pushing his mask off to reveal his handsome face again and taste you on his fingers, too.

"Thought you would try that with that mask on," you teased and bit your lip when his gorgeous, blue eyes held yours.

"I considered it for a half second," Cody chuckled before he took a step back from you and let his eyes fall on your bosom in your dress. "Uh oh. Looks like you might need to change. I'm sorry, baby."

You glanced down to see where your combined love juices had dripped to your chest and left a nice, big, wet stain that you wouldn't attempt to dry when you both had to head out the door soon. You nonchalantly waved your hand in the air as you replied, "It's alright. I knew I was going to need to fix my makeup again, anyway, too."

"Ah. Sorry again. I hope you don't blame me, but this." Cody jiggled his mask still in his fist and you both giggled to each other. "Don't know what came over me when I put it on..."

You then rose from your seat at the edge of the bed to soothe your hands to your husband's chest, but not before skimming your fingers on his mask first, as you said, "I didn't mind...you could, um, wear it again sometime. If you wanted."

"Is that so?" Cody tossed his mask onto the bed to free his hands to wrap around your waist as he eyed you with his stunning smile. It made you want to blush, especially as he added in a low purr, "Does tonight work for you, sweetheart? I'll wear it and my championship belt just for you...and I'll take it all off for you, too."

Thanks for reading! 💙

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gnomewithalaptop · 1 month

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Something something if Metropolis citizens made memes

(IDs under cut)

[ID 1: a photo of a car careening off the highway (whose sign reads "investing in real estate like a normal human being") to get onto an exit ramp, labelled "death ray that blows up California." The car is labeled "Lex Luthor"]

[ID 2: A meme template consisting of screenshots from the show The Flash. In the first shot, an ominous-looking Green Arrow asks "Do you trust me?" He is labelled with the caption "my weird boss." In the second, the Flash answers: "With every cell in my body." He is labelled "Me, about to get transferred to Gorilla City"]

[ID 3: A screen cap from WWE Wrestlemania. In the foreground stands a smiling AJ Styles, labelled "Jimmy Olsen, livestreaming his first time skydiving." Just behind him, the Undertaker appears, clearly about to take him down. The Undertaker is captioned "getting turned into a giant turtle."]

[ID 4: Spider-men pointing at each other meme. The first Spider-man is captioned "Superboy trying to stop a robbery at my local 7/11," while the second reads "Another, smaller Superboy crashing through the window halfway through."]

[ID 5: Jim Halpert pointing to a whiteboard meme. The whiteboard reads "Superman and Lois Lane have confirmed multiple times that they're just friends and continuing to insist they're having an affair is incredibly disrespectful to her and her husband."]

[ID 6: Gayle (played by Chris Flemming) asks "Okay, was anybody gonna tell me OG Superboy's other dad is Lex Luthor, or was I just supposed to read it in People Magazine myself?"]

[ID 7: Text reads "Lois Lane calling President Luthor a dipshit on live television during a press conference." Below it is the "Carefully, he's a hero" meme from the Sam Raimi Spider-man films.]

#akjdlads i made this actual years ago and just now rediscovered it in my drafts so here. take it #superman #clark kent #lois lane #lex luthor #jimmy olsen #kon el #conner kent #superboy #dc comics #superfamily #jon kent #in universe memes #dcu #best hits tag

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msbigredmachine · 1 month

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Power Couple: The Aftermath (Roman Reigns)

When the Tribal Chief falls, no one helps him back up better than you do. Set after the epic main event of Wrestlemania XL.

Pairing: Roman Reigns/OC

Warnings: Excess fluff and of course, smut.

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: Yes, I'm still in my feelings, and there was only one pairing I could properly convey my feelings with, because this has also been their story all along. For new readers, I strongly suggest reading the first two one-shots before delving into this one. Hope you enjoy!

Banner made by me. Credit to the owners of the pics and gifs

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1,316 days.

All wiped away with three slaps of the referee’s hand to the hard canvas.

Even after Cody rolled away from him, Roman could not move. Hell, he couldn’t breathe. Not when the air had been punched out of his lungs, literally and figuratively. It was only when Dwayne pulled him out of the ring by his pants leg that his body managed to kickstart itself into some sort of motion. And even then, all he could do was turn his head to look back and watch as Cody celebrated in the ring with his wife Brandi, holding his title belt aloft for the whole world to behold as the ultimate symbol of his victory.

It should have been you and him up there. It should have been him. Again. But it wasn’t. Because the one time he got careless in battle, it cost him everything. Throwing years of hard work down the drain.

And it made him sick to his stomach.

The sound of ‘Kingdom’ blaring through the Lincoln Financial Field Stadium was torture to the former champion’s ears. His legs felt like lead as he dragged his battered body up the ramp, ignoring Dwayne’s baseless, performative complaints about nothing, as he put distance to the tableau of triumph of his opponent. The weight of this defeat was heavy, suffocating even, and he was desperate to get the fuck out of there, to get out of Philadelphia, out of Pennsylvania and all its environs. As he reached the top of the vast WrestleMania stage, pain surged through his abdomen, forcing him to recoil into himself and double over in pain.

His Wise Man noticed his plight and paused to observe his charge. "My Tribal Chief, are you alright? Do you need-"

Roman shook his head. "I'm fine,” he snapped, willing himself to keep walking until he made it past the curtain. He leaned against the wall and bent over, resting his hands on his knees.

“What can I do, my Tribal Chief?” Paul implored.

“Just…get my wife on the bus and make sure everything’s ready to go. I’ll be there soon."

“Right away my Tribal Chief,” Paul replied eagerly, scurrying off to do as he was told.

It was a good long minute before Roman managed to pull himself back upright, staggering towards his locker room. Walking was so hard, his body hurt so much, but none of it hurt as much as the gut punch of failure. Much worse than any of the bumps he took was the shame, the disappointment engulfing him; so much so that he couldn’t bear to look anyone else in the eye right now.

Because he had failed everyone who cared about him.

He had failed you.

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All good things come to an end. That’s how the saying goes, right? The interesting part of that was that on the surface, it was a throwaway little trope, harmless and benign, until something that meant a great deal to you got taken away in the blink of an eye, or in this case, a three-count. The moment the bell signaled the pinfall that confirmed your husband's time as the Undisputed WWE Universal Champion had come to an end, you knew he would never be the same again.

It wasn't unlike Roman to be a little on edge weeks before a big premium live event. And given the nature of the two main event matches he was locked in for the fortieth annual WrestleMania, you expected he would be grouchy. But this time around seemed different, and not in a good way. He’d been surly towards everybody, including you. He disappeared for hours working out obsessively. He’d even thrown out a female member of the press who had dared to boo him at the press conference on Saturday night. Now, despite the final match of the weekend concluding nearly an hour ago, Roman was yet to return to his tour bus. That only meant one thing; he was not taking this defeat well, and it was up to you to lift him up, like you always did.

When you found the door boasting your husband's name, Heyman was outside, pacing back and forth. The Undisputed title, which you had grown accustomed to seeing on his shoulders on behalf of his Tribal Chief, was missing; a stark, prickly reminder of the outcome of tonight’s proceedings.

"That bad, huh?" you asked, reading the Wise Man’s expression in a second. In fact, he looked on the verge of tears, his shoulders sagging with despair. The weekend had taken an emotional toll on him, too.

"He won’t come out," he informed you, his usually confident voice shaky and helpless. “He won’t let anyone in and he won’t speak to anyone…”

You raised your index finger to cut him off. "Correction, he won’t speak to anyone that’s not me," you stated, shooting him a warm smile, one among countless others you had shared with him since burying the hatchet after years of friction between you. "Go be with your family, Paul. I’ll handle my husband.”

“He’s my family, too,” he declared softly, the conviction in what you used to call his beady eyes, palpable and heartbreaking, “Both of you are.”

Touched and at a loss for words, you could only look on as he turned around slowly and made the lonely walk down the hallway. Turning back to the locker room door, you sucked a breath between your teeth and blew it out, mentally preparing to confront this task head-on.

You knocked timidly and stuck your head inside. If Roman was in as foul a mood as Paul let on, even you did not want to be there. It had taken a few unfortunate incidents over the years for you to learn that even a kiss from his wife wasn't enough when he got too stressed. It never stopped you from trying, though. Kissing was one of your favorite things to do with him after all.

"Knock, knock," you called out softly, listening for signs of movement as you stepped inside and closed the door. The room that was bustling just a few hours ago was now stripped bare and cloaked in dead quiet. It was an eerie contrast to the majestic, sweeping grandiosity that encompassed his entrance to the ring tonight. “Babe?”

Venturing further inside the room, you found him on the couch, his strong, broad back to you, his shoulders slumped dejectedly. An open bottle of Jack Daniels sat on the coffee table in front of him. His ula fala was draped over the headrest, where his title belt would surely have been.

This was the reality no one warned you about after a monumental loss. It plunged you into a cold, dark abyss, wrought with biting silence and dreary loneliness now that the show was over and the lights were no longer bright. The what ifs, buts and maybes crooning in your ear like a morbid symphony. It was an experience all too familiar to you unfortunately, and recently, too; you and your husband had traveled down this terrible road following the tragic miscarriage of your son in the summer of 2022.

Stepping in front of him, you wiggled into his personal space and made yourself at home on his lap. Gently wrapping your arms around him, you sighed with relief when he instantly melted into you and his huge arms enveloped your waist, holding on to you like his life depended on it.

“My baby,” you cooed soothingly, the sound of your lips meeting the side of his head piercing through the emptiness of the locker room. “My love.”

The audible hitch of his breath at your soft words was expected. In the course of your lifetime, those two little phrases had garnered a poignant significance. As words of comfort and solace first uttered by your mother when you were a child, you murmured those words regularly to Roman between sweet, playful kisses when he was courting you, basking in the bliss of newfound love, and again as part of your wedding vows as you became man and wife. They were the first words you whispered to Laleia the first time she was placed in your arms. They were the words that you had cried yourself to sleep with as you mourned the baby boy you had lost. You and Roman had seen each other at your absolute best and worst, and now, in the isolation of this room, with just the two of you and nobody else, this was another bad moment you had to overcome.

“On Matt’s birthday, too,” Roman finally spoke, wiping at his nose with a sniffle. “Fuck, man.”

“I know,” you replied, running your hand comfortingly up and down his upper arm. As he met your gaze at last, you saw that his eyes were bloodshot. Seeing him like this broke your heart afresh. You held him as close as possible, willing all his pain and his hurt into your soul, wanting nothing more than to take it all away.

"I fucked up," he breathed, his voice raw and choked with misery, "I fucked up out there, babe...I let Dwayne down...I let y'all down. I lost the title and I'm sorry."

"Sorry? For what? Over thirteen hundred days as champion?" you countered, "Nine WrestleMania main events? Billions of dollars in revenue? A roof over your child's head and three square meals a day? One loss will never wipe any of that away, don't ever get it twisted."

He exhaled tiredly as he hugged you tighter, resting his head on your shoulder. "I really wish I felt that way right now," he mumbled.

"It'll take some time, but you will," you asserted, running his fingers through his loose hair before tugging it lightly, making him look at you again. "Roman, you changed the industry, just like you said you would when we started this. No one will ever, ever forget what you've done these past four years. Be proud of all of it. You've been through so much, you sacrificed too much to not be proud."

Roman nodded in understanding. He just wished he didn't feel so down. "Baby, I...I want you to know how sorry I am. I know how much you wanted this. And I've been such a dick to you lately-"

You kissed your teeth and waved his apology away. "Nah. That don't matter no more. And I don't care that you didn't win. All I care about is you being safe when you're out there. Being healthy for our family and our daughter, who will be very happy to have her Daddy home, by the way. So we took an L. Okay, we'll only come back stronger. We had one bad night. Guess what? I plan on giving you a better morning, if you know what I mean." You rounded off your words with a wink, your heart blooming when he chuckled in response. "See, there's that smile I love so much. Keep your head up, baby. You did so good tonight. I couldn't be more proud of you."

Roman leaned into you, his forehead pressed to yours, breathing you in and filling his head with your scent. It was like breathing fresh air. “I love you, Y/N. I love you with all of my heart. I don’t deserve you, I never have.”

The tears you'd been fighting all night resurfaced, but you blinked them away as you captured his lips with yours, your hand sliding over the back of his neck. He clung to you, a different emotion quickly overtaking him as he returned your kiss with a bit of aggression, his tongue whipping hungrily against yours, savoring your mouth as though he was tasting it for the very first time. You surrendered to his every whim, your other hand raking through his hair then caressing gently down to his chest, resting your palm over the spot where his heart pumped for you. You could feel how much he needed this moment of intimacy, and you had no qualms giving him anything he asked for.

With one quick tug of your legs, Roman had you straddling him on the couch, bringing you chest to chest with your lush backside resting on his growing bulge. He paused for a moment to take a deep breath, then sealed your mouths again, his tongue invading, probing, a moan rumbling in his chest when you matched his energy, the emotions take over this loving embrace. He could never get enough of you, of the passion that overwhelmed him by your mere presence, immersing him in a love and gratitude he would always feel for you no matter what state of mind he was in.

Eventually, you pulled away from each other, breathless, panting, lips glistening with each other’s saliva. His heart raced at the familiar gleam in your darkened eyes. You weren’t done with him, not just yet, and this was confirmed as you slowly slid off him and sank to your knees between his spread thighs, pushing the front of his shirt up to expose his newly honed six-pack abs.

“Do you know how fucking hot you looked tonight, Daddy?” you purred to him, leaning in to run your tongue over the ridges of muscle on his taut belly. “Last night? All week? Do you have any idea of all the nasty shit I’m gonna do to you on the bus?”

Roman’s dick jumped in his joggers as his imagination ran wild. He squirmed in his seat, his bottom lip slipping between his teeth as your tongue lapped at his belly, your mouth warm on his skin, all while you rubbed the fullness of his bulge straining eagerly against your touch. “Baby girl…” he choked out, as your fingers peeled the waistband of his pants, unveiling his big, beautiful brown dick.

“Hmm, commando. I like it,” you commented with a smirk, curling your fist around his turgid length.

“Babe, wait…ain’t Paul outside?”

“I sent him home. Plus, won't be the first time he's seen me suck you off.” Your small hand massaged his blunt, plum-shaped head as you licked a trail along the underside of his dick, enjoying the gasps of pleasure that he made. Licking up the pre-cum that had gathered at the tip, your mouth opened wider to take him in. He stared you down with an intense look in his dark irises, which soon fluttered shut as your lips wrapped tight around his flesh, his stomach tensing as he felt himself slide deeper inside. “Awww, fuuuck,” he moaned.

Pulling back for a second, you held his lust-filled stare and stroked his dick a little harder, giggling when it twitched in your grip. A defiant look clouded your eyes as you licked at his tip before pushing him back into your mouth. It was enough for him to nut by just watching you, the visual of your lips sliding slowly up and down his length, that sexy mouth of yours making sweet love to his dick. It felt so good that he sank further into the plush leather of the couch, his head rolling back lazily against the headrest, his toes curling inside his brand new Air Reigns sneakers. All the pain and punishment his body had endured tonight melted away and was replaced with much more pleasurable sensations.

“I love the way you suck my dick, wifey,” he praised you, forcing himself to observe you through his barely open eyelids. “Mmm, that slutty little mouth is warm as fuck…You so sexy, baby, keep lookin’ up at me like that...”

His raspy growls had you glancing back up at him, batting your pretty eyelashes as you sucked him off. Wetness pooled between your thighs at his famished expression. Completely aroused, you picked up the pace as your hands and your mouth worked in tandem, sucking and stroking his dick, pleasuring him from tip to base. His breathing became heavier as he throbbed against your tongue, his hands finding the back of your head as he got lost in the paradise of your warm, wet mouth.

“Damn, baby. I bet that pussy leakin’ for me right now. You gettin’ wet sucking Daddy off, beautiful?” he taunted, his tongue swishing over his bottom lip at the same time your tongue swirled around the base of his shaft. The little moan that escaped your throat told him he was right. Of course he was; he knew his wife better than anybody else. “Good girl. Keep goin', I want that pussy extra wet. I’ma lick all that shit up when we get on the bus.”

With another soft moan, you crawled closer to his body and bore down on him, bobbing your head up and down that long, fat cock. Scooping your hair up into his large fist for leverage, Roman rocked his hips upwards from his seated position, thrusting in and out of your mouth. You relaxed your throat to take him deeper, moaning around his dick and letting him know how much you were enjoying him fucking your face. You rolled his balls in your hand, caressing the heavy, tightened sac to send him over the edge. It was working, as he began thrusting faster, his husky groans of pleasure amplifying as he neared his release.

“Unnnhh, baby, here it comes…Fuck, open your mouth,” he gasped, not waiting for you to do so as he yanked you by your hair to free himself from your intoxicating mouth. You quickly opened wide as he grabbed his cock and jerked it desperately against your tongue. He caught sight of the glazed-over quality of your gaze, and he knew that your panties were completely ruined, your pussy dripping with your need for him. He planned to take care of that very soon.

It was a show more spectacular than Mania, the sight of his gorgeous face contorted with pleasure, his head thrown back, eyes rolled to the heavens as his orgasm washed over his big body. Your moans harmonized together with each spasm of his cum down your throat, making you swallow every drop he unleashed. His grip on your hair was tight and almost painful, but you were turned on anyway, aroused by the knowledge that no one brought him to this state of paramount pleasure like you did. Licking your lips, you scooped him back into your mouth to clean him up, released him with a soft pop when you finished, and tucked him back inside the confines of his joggers. You giggled as he stared dazedly at the ceiling, licking his lips to catch his breath, his big frame slack and helpless as he recovered from the intense orgasm.

"Goddamn, baby...Shit," he groaned.

Wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, you stood up and sat back on his lap, welcoming the gentle press of his mouth to yours in a sweet, grateful kiss. “You feel better, Daddy?” you asked.

"Much better. I needed that so much. Thanks, baby," he smiled up at you, his stomach doing flips as you smiled back. He truly was the luckiest man in the world.

“Mm-hmm. Luckily, there’s more where that came from,” you assured him with another kiss before getting to your feet and pulling him up to his. “Come on, Daddy. Let's go home. We got a toddler to take care of. We'll figure out all the other stuff when it's time."

He nodded in agreement and squeezed your hand. “Okay, baby. Home it is.”

A new chapter in your story had been opened tonight, and the path ahead seemed uncertain and even scary. But you both took pride in the fact that as long as you kept writing it together, your love story was going to remain as beautiful as it already was.

But make no mistake about it; Roman Reigns was going to rule the wrestling world again. That was one story that was never going to end.

THE END

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Thoughts? How sappy was this😢Was quite cathartic for me, loved writing it.

Thank you all so much for reading and commenting!

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houseofripley · 3 months

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Can I have pls Rhea Ripley x Fem reader where she compares her hand sizes with readers while putting lotion on her healing back tattoo (Fluff plss)

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Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: None Really, It's just Comfort/Fluff

WORD COUNT: 715

A/N: sorry it's nothing too crazy just a little thing i threw together this afternoon!

“Urgh! When will my suffering end?!” Rhea complained as she tossed herself face down onto your shared bed. “You have no idea how badly I need a massage right now” She whined, her face buried in her pillow.

“You know…maybe you should have listened to me when I told you getting a full back piece the night after Wrestlemania was a bad idea.” You playfully dissed your girlfriend, grabbing the small bottle of lotion Rhea’s tattoo artist sent her home with.

Rhea groaned into her pillow, the soreness from Wrestlemania three nights ago started taking its toll on her. She had the marvelous idea of getting a full back tattoo just one night later. Although you repeatedly advised her against it, Rhea was still on a high from her win, she wouldn't take no as an answer.

You pulled Rhea’s bathrobe off and began slowly pulling off the cling wrap placed over her tattoo. “I’m sorry baby.” You apologized as she hissed in pain.

Rhea hummed in relief as you began lathering her chiseled back in the lotion.

“Thank God.” Rhea praised under you, a laugh escaping your mouth. “You’re such a baby! What would you do without me, hm?” You teased, making sure to be gentle as your hands glided over the freshly inked skin.

Rhea laid in silence, listening to you quietly hum the tunes of your favorite songs. Once you had placed a fresh sheet of cling wrap onto Rhea’s back your hands found themselves massaging the knots out of the rear half of Rhea’s legs.

“You gotta take it easier on yourself Rhea.” You frowned, Rhea had picked up the worry in your voice. She was quick to turn around and sit up, propping herself against the headboard.

Rhea patted her lap signaling for you to take a seat. Her hands cupped your cheeks as you settled yourself onto her lap. “Baby, I don’t want you worrying about me like that.” Rhea whispered before placing a gentle kiss against your lips.

“You’ve been so caught up in work and training these past few months, I’m scared you’ll forget to take care of yourself.” You just barely whispered out.

“Sweet girl…I promise I’ll get better at taking care of myself.” Rhea said as her thumb glided across your cheek. “I have Wrestlemania out of the way, you’re my main focus now. I know me being away has been hard for you, you put on such a brave face for me, you take care of me so well.” Rhea gently praised, her baby blue eyes only focused on analyzing your face.

You gave your girlfriend a soft smile, gently biting on your bottom lip as she spoke up again. “You have all my attention darling, I won’t let you out of my sight for the next two weeks.” Rhea assured you, one of her hands reaching down to intertwine her fingers into yours.

You brought your entangled hands to your face before placing a kiss on her fingers. You gave Rhea’s hand a squeeze before releasing the hold you had on each other.

“Big ass hands.” You laughed out, breaking the shared silence. “Big ass hands? I think you just have disproportionately small hands!” Rhea fake gasped and used her free hand to mess up your hair.

“Nope! Your hands are just huge.” You confidently stated as Rhea shrugged. “You won’t be complaining when they’re making you scream my name tonight.” Rhea stated with a shit-eating smirk plastered on her face.

You sarcastically rolled your eyes as you wrapped your arms around Rhea’s neck, “I’m not gonna even acknowledge what you just said.”

“You know it’s true,” Rhea snarked before redirecting the conversation. “You hungry? I’m hungry.”

“I’m damn near starving.” You confirmed. You wrapped your legs around Rhea’s hips as she stood up.

Rhea made sure she held you as tightly as she possibly could as she carried you in the direction of the kitchen

“Alright, what are we making, sweet girl?” Your girlfriend questioned.

“Umm-I don’t know, you pick.”

“I picked last time! You have to pick tonight!”

“I don’t wanna pick!”

Rhea groaned in defeat, “You wont give up until I pick something won’t you?”

“Mhm!” You exclaimed, giving Rhea a kiss on her cheek.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

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Date Me

Grayson Waller x F! Wrestler! Reader

Summary: Grayson asks you out on a date. The roster hears and Candice convinces you it was just a dare.

Word Count: 3116

The flashing lights of smackdown were seen through the monitor backstage. You sat with one of your good friends, Michin, watching as AOP desecrates the Street Profits in the ring. Austin Theory and Grayson Waller have officially made it to Wrestlemania by beating the Street Profits, however it wasn't a fair win.

"I can't believe they won. AOP just ruined the Street Profit's chances." Michin shakes her head in disappointment. "Those two boys always skitter past doing the bare minimum."

You wrapped an arm around her shoulder for comfort. She was still upset over Theory and Waller cheating for a win against the O.C., managing to get them one step closer to the biggest event of the year. "I know you're upset, but they are some incredible athletes."

"Don't let your crush forget who your best friend is." She gave you a side eye. "Or who her group is."

You laugh and lean your head against her's. "Trust me, I won't. You come first, Mia. Maybe not your boys, but you do."

She huffed and rolled her eyes. She slipped out of your hold when she heard two loud voices coming from down the hallways of the backstage. "Mhm. I hear some frat boys, so I'm going to dip out until your match." She pat your back and headed for a different way. "Bye, boo!"

You smiled while watching her run off. She hated anytime the 'frat boys' were around and somehow they just gravitate towards you. It wasn't long until you saw Theory and Waller backstage, holding each other up with huge smiles on their faces. Grayson spotted you and left Theory to jog over. He leaned against the wall beside you.

"Hey! Did you see our match?" He was cranked up on dopamine, a boastful grin decorating his face. "We're going to Wrestlemania! You're going to cheer for us, right?"

"Yeah, of course! Congrats!" You giggled. Grayson was sweaty and out of breath, but he still managed to get his words out fast. His smile seemed to grow when you agreed to cheer for them. "You have some tough competition that night, though. Better be prepared."

"Yeah, we'll be ready." Grayson said. Suddenly, he pushed himself off the wall and his eyes met yours. "Think I can take you out for dinner tomorrow?"

You were stunned beyond belief. You wouldn't even consider yourself a friend of Grayson's, and here he was asking you out on a date. Part of you wondered if you were dreaming. You realized you were silent for too long, so you quickly nodded. "Yeah, sure." You laughed down the awkwardness you may have caused. "Text me details later?"

Grayson's eyes lit up. "Yeah, I will!" He said before jogging off to meet back up with Austin, who was patiently waiting further down the hall. You smiled and decided to go search for Michin to tell her the news. As you were walking away, you could faintly hear Grayson chanting at Austin. "I did it!"

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After you had told Michin about you date with Grayson tomorrow night, she had begrudgingly congratulated you. She was one of the only people aware of your little crush on the Aussie star. While she wasn't a big fan of him, she wouldn't ruin your happiness for anything.

Michin left you in your locker room to pack up while she grabbed some food from catering for you two. You heard a knock on the door a bit later. "Yeah, come in!" You called out, expecting to see Michin. However, it was Candice LeRea and Indi Hartwell who entered your locker room. Two women you never would have expected to see as you had separated yourself from them a while ago.

Candice smiled at you, but it has never been genuine since you cut her off. "Hey, heard from someone that Waller asked you out?" She said. You nodded, a little confused on how word got around so fast. "I'd congratulate you, but I wanted to be a good friend and warn you instead."

"Warn me? About what?" You questioned. You saw Indi frown and look away from you, almost like she was ashamed in herself.

"About Waller." Candice signed. "He's a flirt. I hate to be the one to tell you, but I don't want your heart getting broken. He asked you out for a dare that Theory put him up to if they won a spot at Wrestlemania."

Despite Candice's obvious fake sympathy, you couldn't help but wonder if she was really telling the truth. "Really? And why should I trust your word?"

You tried to read Indi's face. She wouldn't look at you. Candice blocked your view of Indi even with her smaller frame. "Listen, we may not be on good terms right now, but I'm not just going to let some playboy break your heart." Her voice was like venom even when her words seemed courteous. "Waller is a bit of a star. You're not, like it or not. People like to mess with new people, it's just how things go."

"I don't think that's true. I've been on Smackdown almost as long as he has."

"Yeah, but you're not as popular." She scoffs. "It doesn't matter if you listen to me. Just wanted to tell you."

Her smile was toxic as she left the room, leaving behind a wave of emotion in your body. Indi's eyes met your's for a split second. They screamed guilt. You couldn't tell if it was her feeling guilty about you being duped by Grayson, or if Candice was lying. As soon as the tag team left, Michin entered your locker room with two to-go boxes from catering.

You sat on the bench and stared at the ground lost in your mind. Michin set the plastic boxes down, then took a seat next to you. Her hand rested on your shoulder for much needed comfort. "What happened, what did they say?" She asked.

Michin was aware of your falling out with Candice. She was aware that Candice wasn't a friend of your's, in or out of the ring. "Candice was saying that Grayson only asked me out for a dare." You whispered.

Michin pulled you in for a hug. "You know she lies any chance she gets. She's manipulative, don't listen to her." She squeezed your arm. "And if it is true, I'll be the first one to beat Waller's ass."

..............

Grayson sat on his hotel bed, leg bouncing with anxiety. "What does she even like? Where do I take her?" He asked Austin. Austin was in his hotel room, microwaving a hot pocket. "Does she even want to go on a date with me or did I just scare her?"

Austin quirked a brow. "Scare her? How did you scare her?"

"Maybe she was scared because I show up looking like I fought a war and ask her on a date."

"Yeah, that's not true." Austin chuckled. "You didn't scare her. She was smiling when you ran away from her."

"She was?" Austin nodded.

Grayson let out a sigh of relief. "Ok, but where do I take her?"

Austin pulled his hot pocket from the microwave and sat down on the futon. He leaned his head back in thought. "Maybe that really nice place a few blocks from here? The one we saw on the drive here." He suggested.

"Yeah, that sounds good." Grayson typed away on his phone, formulating the perfect text to you. "Should I send her a heart?"

"Hell no!" Austin yelled. "Way too early for that."

"You're right."

..............

You were prepared for the date. You were dressed for a nice restaurant, in the nicest clothes you packed. Grayson said he would meet you at the restaurant and texted you the address. He said he made reservations under his name.

You arrived a few minutes early and were sat by the hostess. The table had a small vase of flowers in the center and a white cloth over top. It was an extravagant restaurant and it made you feel a little underdressed. The waitress brought out two glasses of water for your table.

You sat at the table for what felt like forever, checking your phone periodically for the time or a message. Five minutes after the time he said to meet you is when you decided to call him. The phone instantly sent you to voicemail. Confused, you tried again. Again, voicemail. You sent him a text letting him know you were at the restaurant.

After ten minutes had past, and the waitress stopping by to refill your water, you called Michin. "What's up, boo?" She answers the phone.

You were practically holding back tears. "It's been ten minutes. I called him, got sent instantly to voicemail. I texted him and he didn't respond. I don't know what to do."

"Give me five minutes and I'll be there." She said, anger present in her tone. The call ended.

You phone dings after exactly five minutes with a text from Michin. She said she was waiting outside. After leaving some cash on the table, you headed outside. As soon as you got in the car with Michin, tears began streaming down your face. Michin held your hand as she drove you around, picking up milkshakes for you two before taking you back to the hotel.

..............

You woke up Sunday morning with heavy eyes. Michin, who had your other keycard, had come bursting into your room with a plate of hotel breakfast. "Rise and shine, babe!" She happily awoke you and threw open the curtains. "Get around, we're hitting the gym before we leave!"

You groaned and rolled over to check the time on your phone. "Mia... it's seven." The notifications on your lock screen immediately soured your mood.

Grayson 10:15pm

I'm so sorry my phone died and Hunter had me caught up talking about work and wouldn't let me go

Grayson 10:16pm

Can we try sometime next week?

Grayson 10:16pm

I swear I wasn't trying to stand you up or anything

You rolled your eyes. "He sent me like three texts last night." You said. Michin grabbed your phone and read the text messages. "I don't know if I can believe him or not. Considering what Candice said."

"I don't believe either of them. Focus on you, boo, not a playboy and a bad ex-friend." You sighed and sat up. She handed your phone back to you and set a plate of food on your lap. "I'll be back in thirty minutes. Be ready for the gym."

After Michin left, you scrolled through social media while eating. Most of your feed was from last night's Smackdown, specifically Grayson and Austin's win. Your heart ached a bit seeing the big smile they both had. Grayson's smile in the pictures didn't seem as big as the one he had when you agreed to the date. You attention on the pictures was halted when you received a message.

Austin Theory 7:13am

Hey, I know you're probably upset but can you text Grayson back? He's losing his mind.

You rolled your eyes and left the message on read. You finished eating while sitting on the balcony, watching the early morning flow of traffic in the city.

..............

Thursday night, before the next show, you were sitting in your new hotel room with Michin. You had told her about the texts and messages you continued to receive from Grayson over the week. Michin was proud you had ignored them. "I'll be with you tomorrow night, too. If i see him, he won't be walking out of that arena with both legs working." Michin brightened your mood.

Your phone dinged with a text.

Grayson 7:30pm

Can we try for a date saturday? I can pick you up from your room this time.

Michin peeked over your shoulder when you opened the text. "Tell him no." She said. "Or ignore him, that might be better. Better yet, just block him. He doesn't need anything from you..."

You contemplated her words but eventually her complaints of the man were drowned out by your thoughts. You fingers had a mind of their own as they typed up a message and pressed send. Michin blinked twice. "Did you just say yes?"

"Maybe I should give him another shot." You said. Three bubbled popped up indicating that he was typing. "He's been texting me all week. It makes it hard to believe it was a dare."

A message pops up from Grayson and, no more than a minute later, one from Austin.

Grayson 7:39pm

Thank you! I'll text you details tomorrow night!

Austin Theory 7:40pm

Thank you, the gym hasn't been the same with depressed grayson.

..............

Surprisingly, you didn't run into Grayson during last night's Smackdown. Maybe Michin being your scary guard dog kept him away, or he just wasn't in the same areas as you all night. Regardless, it was five minutes before Grayson said he would stop by your hotel room and walk you to your date. This time, he picked an ice cream parlor that was open late and wasn't too far of a walk from the hotel you were both staying it.

"Are you one-hundred percent sure you want to do this?" Michin asked as she clasped the necklace around your neck.

"Yes, Mia. If he doesn't show up this time, you can fight him." You smiled, looking in the mirror.

Michin smiled behind you and rest her hands on your shoulder. "If things don't go well, call or text me immediately, and I'll be there."

"I will." You giggled. She's been super protective of you ever since you two met. "Thank you, Mia."

It wasn't long before there was a knock on the hotel room door. Michin stepped back and sat in a chair while you answered the door. Grayson stood holding a bouquet of flowers. He wore a simple white button up and jeans, his normal look. "Wow." He hands you the bouquet. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks." You smile at him. You set the flower on the small table next to the door. "Ready?"

He nodded. "By the way, you always look beautiful. I've just never seen you wear something that's not your ring attire." He stammers.

"Don't worry about it, Grayson. I appreciate the compliment." You laugh. "You look good, too. Even if you're in what you normally wear."

Grayson smiles and leads you down the stairs. Your room was on the second floor, so the stairs were quick. Grayson held the door open for you and lead you down the block towards the parlor. The entire walk, his hand was itching to hold yours, but he'd rather not overstep any boundaries. He didn't want to ruin the second chance you graciously gave him. Instead, he walked close to you, admiring the way your eyes shone in the artificial light from the sidewalk lamps.

You entered the ice cream parlor that was covered head to toe in old fashioned decor. The walls were pink and blue and the chairs were red. You both ordered a small bowl of ice cream. Grayson paid, despite you saying you could split, and you both took a seat next to the entrance. A floor to ceiling window showcased the city streets. Very few cars drove past and no people walked by.

You chatted with Grayson mostly about work, but somehow it go into the topic of your previously failed date. "I'm glad this worked out. I was starting to think you wouldn't answer me." Grayson sheepishly laughed.

"Honestly, I wasn't going to." You said. "But some things changed and I figured I shouldn't be mad at you."

"What changed?"

"Candice had told me a bit after you asked me out that you were doing it for a dare. She said that Austin dared you to ask me out if you two won a spot at Wrestlemania." You stared at the table while explaining the event to Grayson. "I figured it was true when you didn't show up for our date..."

Grayson's eyes were wide, and surprised. He was quiet for a moment before he found the right words to say. "It was kind of a dare..."

You head shot up and you looked at him with a confused expression. Definitely not the right words.

"Let me explain!" He held a hand out, hoping you wouldn't get up to leave him there. "Austin said if we won that match I had to ask you out because I've been putting it off since I met you. He's been trying to get me to ask you out forever. He wouldn't let me back out this time, either."

"Since we met...?" You said quietly. "You've been trying to ask me out for a whole year, Grayson?"

Grayson ran a hand through his hair and sat back in his chair, both in relief of getting that off his chest and in embarrassment from how long it really took him to say that. "Yeah... a whole year."

Grayson watched as you covered your mouth while laughing. "You could've said something so long ago! I've had a crush on you since we met, too!"

"Seriously! I could've had a date with you forever ago?" Your laugh was contagious and soon Grayson was laughing along with you. Your ice cream was long forgotten as you two reminisced all the times Grayson was going to ask you to a date, but chickened out. He told the endless stories and how Austin made fun of him after each try.

After a while, you both had finished your ice cream and decided to head back to the hotel. Grayson thought the date went great, and decided to take his chance. His hand brushed against yours before lacing his fingers with yours. You didn't seem to mind and he felt you squeeze his hand. "I had fun, thanks Grayson."

"Anytime," Grayson smiled. He held the door to the hotel open for you, letting you walk through first. Your hands were still connected while Grayson led you back up the stairs and to your door. "Think we can do this again?"

"I'd love to."

You stood in silence while getting lost in each other's eyes. Both of your hands were in his. You didn't notice how close you two had gotten until the door behind you flung open.

"You let go of her before I break all of your fingers, Waller!" Michin pointed at Grayson. Grayson back up and threw his hands in the air.

"Mia!" You yelled and pushed her back into your room. "Text me, Grayson!" You called out to him while shutting the door with your foot so you didn't have to let go of Michin.

That night, Michin heard all about your date. She also made fun of Grayson for being too scared to ask you out on a date. Despite her not liking Grayson, she was happy for you having a successful date. She'll never forgive him for unintentionally standing you up, but she will deal with him because it brings out a part of you she's never seen. Grayson had also sent you a text that night. You two had planned another date for early the following week.

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Unfinished business

pt. 1 | pt. 2| pt. 3 (i highly recommend reading the previous parts first <3)

pairing(s): Rhea x f!reader, wwe x f!reader, not really but aew x f!reader

tw: eventual smut, cussing, physical violence (y’all this is wrestling what’d you expect), idk if there’s more lmk if you see any

a/n: I didn't put it in but this takes place after backlash and Rhea has her title back :)

rm| @floweirala @wiccanpriestess if you wanna be added or unadded lmk

use of y/n

After your appearance at Wrestlemania you were the hottest news in the wrestling world. It felt almost as if everyone had their eyes on you and speculating your next move. It had been a few weeks since you made your debut and now it was time to go to your first TV for Monday Night Raw. To say you were nervous would be an understatement, this was a totally different game than AEW. You had already won the fan base over, mostly anyways, now it was time for the hardest part and that was keeping them on your side.

Luckily your first night wasn't a match. You were going to cut a promo with Liv and you two would be calling Rhea out. Then you would go out for the first time by yourself and basically to put bluntly, fucking with her. You loved it. Messing with her and seeing her get all frustrated did something unexplainable to you.

You made it to the arena and went into the locker room. You said hello to everyone and you spotted Liv in a corner lacing up her air morgans (iykyk). You decided that you would go and get ready with her so, you made your way over to her little corner. She noticed you coming and beamed a smile up at you.

"Hi gorgeous! I'm so happy your finally here, I can't wait for our promo tonight!" she said standing up with one boot laced up but wanting to give you a hug anyway. You leaned in to hug her "me too, I'm so excited for the promo and the thing with Rhea" you said giving her a mischievous look while saying the last part. "Oh right I almost forgot about that. Are you good to do that alone because if not I'm sure we can talk to Pierce and I could go out with you so that way you-" she was cut off "Livy I'm all good I think this'll be good for me to do but I know why you really wanted to go out there" you paused smirking at her "you just want a front seat to the drama huh?" you said laughing because honestly you can't blame her this whole thing is pretty interesting.

She bursted out into laughter after she got caught "Ah! No! What! I wanted to y'know make.. sure..you..were...ok, and also to see it unfold up close" she rambled the last part so quick you almost didn't catch it. "Liv I don't blame you I would too" you paused as an idea popped into your head and then you gasped "I have an idea" you said staring wide eyed at Liv "What? your kinda scaring me" she said seeming a bit concerned. "Ok hear me out, What if- and I'll pitch this to Pierce- You take my place-y'know- You come out and interrupt so you'll have your moment, then, I'll be on commentary for her match" you said "Wait so you want me to take your spot and you be on commentary while I do and then- wait, what if when I come out I'll do my thing for a minute or so and then I come down and get her attention then you sneak attack her from behind" she said as her own ideas start popping up.

"LIV! you are a genius and that is why I love you!" you said excitedly almost jumping up and down. "Thank you, thank you and I love you too but you seriously need to change cause we have got to go rehearse and pitch this to Pierce." she said trying to get you to hurry up. "Ok, Ok, wait - are you coming to pitch this with me?" you said pausing what you were doing to turn around and look at her. "Yeah I mean we are a package deal and I'm not letting you do this alone, OK? Now lets go-get dressed-step on it ma'am" she said walking towards you swinging her arm to get you to speed walk to the changing area. "OK, OK, Thank you!" you said speed walking to get away from her before she hits you and she will.

Once you were changed and ready to get out of the stuffy dressing room you both headed to makeup and hair. You were sitting across from Liv, she was getting her makeup done and you were getting your hair done when all of a sudden you felt a presence behind you and then you heard a whisper in your ear. "We needa talk. Now." the accent told you immediately who it was and you turned your head to validate you suspicions. You made eye contact with her and made a confused face at her. "Uh why?" you said plainly "y/n don't play dumb with me right now" she said becoming increasingly annoyed. "Uh, ok, how about" you paused and pretended to think "No" you said smiling at her and then flipping her off. "Fine but I'm warning you y/n. You mess with anymore of my matches I'll destroy you" you looked up at her and squinted your eyes at her and sucked your teeth before speaking again. "Have fun cause I'm sure that you can't find anywhere else to have fun since nobody fucking likes you" you said laughing with Liv. Rhea was fuming if this was a cartoon she would have smoke shooting out of her ears right now.

She marched away still pissed off because Rhea wasn't used to getting this kind of push back since she had always had a charming effect on people but not you and she didn't understand but you knew why, it was because you knew her darkest secrets. Who she really was, she had completely opened up to you one night. That night is one you'll never forget. You guys had just finished training and she was giving you ride back home. Before taking you home you two decided to grab dinner since it was late and after you two ate you were sitting in her car talking about everything and nothing all at once, sharing embarrassing stories, telling each other secrets nobody knows and everything in between. When you arrived at your house she had stopped you from getting out just yet. She had grabbed your thigh and pulled back into your seat, you look at her in confusion, she looked at you with such love and admiration, she flicked her eyes down to your lips and then back up to your eyes slightly biting her bottom lip and smirking before planting a deep kiss onto your lips.

Her lips were so soft and tasted like cherries from her chapstick. You didn't want it to end so when she pulled away you opened your eyes quick to make eye contact with her and then pulling her back closer to you planting a kiss of your own. She deepened the kiss by grabbing the back of your head and pushing you into her. You melted into her like butter on a hot pan. After a few moments you both pulled away to get some much needed air but something clicked in your head, this moment changed everything. You stared into her bright blue eyes that are dulled by the dim car light. You were thinking about how you felt as you admired her beauty when you heard your thought turn into spoken words. "I love you" you heard in a deep accent, you were taken aback not because you didn't feel the same but because you were shocked she felt the same way.

"Oh no, don't worry I know that was weird- I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud-" she was cut off by you placing your hand over her mouth. "Shhh...." you whispered scooting closer to her now you were almost nose to nose with her. "I love you too" you said smirking at her and you feel the breath of relief that left her body. You slowly pulled your hand away and she let out a cute little giggle "really" she said quietly, you nodded your head and planted a quick peck on her lips before quickly hopping out of her car. You shut the door and waved at her and blew her a quick kiss "wait baby come here" she said with a raised voice so you could clearly hear her or more specifically the nickname she just called you. You blushed as you turned around and walked back and then leaned down sticking your head through the open passenger side window. She unbuckled so she could reach you and when she finally could she grabbed your jaw "just one more" she whispered as her breath hit your lips. She kissed you with more passion and when she pulled away you were left wanting more.

You were now going over your promo with Liv. You were thinking about your encounter with Rhea earlier and felt kind of bad about how you talked to her. But you didn't understand why, she hurt you badly and she was nasty to everyone. But there was feeling in your heart you couldn't shake. You managed to ignore it for the time being and get back to your rehearsal.

"Hey did you wanna go talk to Pierce now?" you said trying to check boxes off on your mental to-do list. "Yeah are you good with the promo? Is there anything you wanna change?" she said making sure the promo was good to go before doing anything else. "Yeah it's all good, we should head to his office the show starts soon" you stated before grabbing your belongings off the table and heading out of the small room you had been in for a while. Liv followed beside you as you marched to the GM's office.

You finally made it and Liv knocked on the door. Pierce answered rather quickly. "Well this is a nice surprise I guess, what can I do for 'ya" he said clearly frustrated by all the other people that have come by to complain and by people I mean other wrestler and by other wrestlers I mostly mean Chelsea. After you reassured him that this wasn't bad and that it was actually making his job a little easier he let you in and you guys talked for about 45 minutes. When you left his office both of you were so happy that your idea's were accepted.

"I'm so happy he liked out pitch, maybe we should come up with some more ideas- oh shit the shows starting we are on in 15" she said as she checked her phone for the first time in what seemed like hours. "Oh shit ok, let's go to the monitor" you said and Liv started speed walking beside you. You were patting yourself down looking for your phone and you couldn't find it then you realized you left it in your bag back in the locker room. "Damn it I left my phone in the locker room, I'll be right back" you said as you started running down the halls so you wouldn't miss your segment. You busted through the door and it seemed empty so you quickly made your way over to your bag and shuffled through it until you finally found it.

"Can't wait to see what your gonna say tonight" you heard behind you. You weren't thinking clear so you didn't process who it was in time so instinctively you turned towards the voice still looking down at your phone replying to messages from a few hours ago and replied "oh thank y-" you stopped talking as soon as you made eye contact with her. She chuckled at your reaction, you huffed and dropped your head down so now you were looking at the ground. You two were all alone staring at each other. This time you got to really get a good look at her and how different she was not only in her appearance but also her energy changed something felt off but you couldn't really tell what besides the obvious.

"So can we talk now?" she said seeming sincere and genuine, you sighed and as you were about to speak you were interrupted. "Hey there you are come on we have to go" Liv said as she bursted into the room. When she was done rambling she let out a huff and then turned to look at Rhea "oh hello" she said as she grabbed your arm "and goodbye" she said as she dragged you behind her. You looked back at Rhea who seemed annoyed at the constant dismissal she was receiving.

"Ok what the hell was that y/n?" Liv said as you made it back to gorilla and about to go on. "I don't know, I didn't know she was in there she just appeared out of nowhere" you stammered. You were in a slight state of panic from what had just occurred, you think to yourself about how ridiculous this must seem but to you it was like a freight train hitting you at lightning speed all because you haven't been so close to her in so long. But now you have to remind yourself of who you are and what she did to and just like that the anger you felt for her returned. With the change of attitude you heard your music hit. You walk out and wave to the crowd and do your entrance in the ring before stepping out and making your way over to the commentary table.

"Here she is the lovely miss y/r/n" Kevin said and you smiled at him as you put the headset on. "Oh let's not forget about the wonderful Kevin Patrick" you said playfully motioning towards him. "Hey hey where's my praise" Corey said sounding a bit offended at the lack of compliments. You and KP laughed with Corey as Rhea's music hit you all stopped and looked at the ramp anticipating her entrance.

"So I hear you two have a bit of history, is that right y/r/n?" Corey asked as you glanced towards him. "Uh yeah I guess you could say that" you said not wanting to spread all your business to the whole world. You look back towards Rhea who is now on the apron with Dom standing in front of her. You watched on as her muscular arm wrapped around the upper part of Dominik's body, slowly growing more envious of his position. Wait what are you thinking right now. She destroyed you and now you have to destroy her. Once those emotions are pushed way way way down you glared at her from the table and she makes eye contact with you as she turns to walk into her corner. She smirks at you and does her little wave, you sit up straight in you seat and move forward a little bit. She looks you up and down before turning to face the entrance ramp.

"Did anyone else see the way Rhea was eyeing y/r/n here on commentary?" KP said into the headset and Corey turned to face KP. "What are you trying to say KP? That mami's intimidated? No way!" Corey said totally flabbergasted at Kevin's insinuations. "Let's be real Corey I am the only one who can take that title of her. I've beaten her plenty of times and I don't have a problem doing in again" you said oozing confidence as you spoke to Corey. KP laughed at your quick retort "Whatever helps you sleep at night y/r/n" Corey said sounding kind of defeated.

The match was nearing the end and you and Rhea had shared some moments during the match. Her eyes lingering on you for a second too long. The way you glared at her from your seat while making various comments about the match and dropping hints about things to happen in the future then her just smirking at you.

"1,2,3, *ding ding ding* and here's your winner the womens world champion Rhea Ripley!" the match ending as it usually does with Rhea hitting a rip tide then folding the person into a suggestive position but she was facing you and staring at you the entire time. You didn't let it show but it gave you butterflies.

But her victory wasn't celebrated for long before Liv's music hit. The crowd erupted into a loud cheer as she came out, not even bothering to do her little pose at the top of the ramp. Liv was a woman on a mission. Liv had her own personal issues with Rhea and so did you do this was perfect. You smirked as you and Liv made eye contact and she smirked back at you as she climbed onto the apron of the ring.

"What'd you want?" Rhea shouted slowly walking to meet Liv. "I think you know what I want Rhea" Liv said as she held intense eye contact with the tall woman that's moving closer to her. "You want it, that one wants it-" Rhea turned to point at you but was surprised to see that you were directly behind her. You moved like a mouse careful to not make any noise or sudden movements.

You smirked as you came face to face with her once again, just like old times. "What? didn't see me comin'" you said as you chuckled. "Get out of my ring!" she yelled her accent thicker than ever, she was getting your face. You didn't move back you planted yourself like a tree not budging as she got closer. She was centimeters from your face, she was laughing at you. You had muted out everyone around you, only hearing her. You had enough, she was getting personal, almost telling thousands of people your deepest secrets. So you did the only thing you could think of while this feeling of being trapped and cornered, you decked you right in the nose. She looked at you, shocked, she didn't expect you to actually hit her. You looked just as baffled by your sudden hit. But just as soon as you were shocked you felt the fire inside reignite, the rage filled your body. You knew what you were now capable of and wanted to take full advantage. You pushed her to the ground and got on top of her and let loose. You weren't sure if anything was actually making contact but you didn't care you just needed to keep going.

Suddenly you felt your arms being pulled back so instinctively you jumped back ready to attack them. But when you saw that it was Liv your emotions came down and you huffed suddenly out of breath. You stared a Rhea who was laid out on the floor and you decided to walk towards but you were yanked back Liv muttering to you to let it go and to not push it. You didn't pay any mind to her pleas and gently pulled your arm back to your side she gave you a final pleading look but you turned back to look at Rhea. You stood over her your feet on either side of her body, you squatted down almost sitting on her. You looked down making eye contact once again. You chuckled lightly at the sight, "I hope you missed me, cause I'm not going anywhere." you shouted before leaning in closer just as close as she got before she ended up in this position. "Count your days mami, and get used to this cause i'm coming for you bitch" you loudly whispered in her face, you stood up staring down at her as you made your way out of the ring.

You swiftly made your way to the back leaving Liv to chase after you. "Y/n, Y/n-" she finally caught up to you and roughly grabbed your arm stopping you dead in your tracks. "What Liv" you said in an annoyed tone "what happened back there? what's going on with you? I've never seen you act like this" she said pleading for you to give her some kind of explanation. You sighed " Liv I don't wanna talk about it ok?" you said trying to dismiss the subject entirely. "Ok I get that but I'm just really confused and I need to know that your ok" she said and you understood where she was coming from and you wanted to tell her but you needed to clear your head first, "I know and I want to tell you just not right now, I need some space- I just need to be alone right now" you said begging her to understand even a little bit.

"Ok that's fine how about you take the rental and I'll get a ride back to the hotel, do what you gotta do just let me know if you need me" you sighed in relief tears almost falling. "Thank you for understanding, I'll see you later" you said going in for a hug. "Of course, I got you, your my girl" she said hugging you tightly. Liv made you feel sane, like you weren't crazy for being so hurt, she understood you in a way nobody has before she was like the sister you never had and no matter what you will always back her up and you know she would do the exact same thing.

You went back to the locker room and got changed. You grabbed all your things and the keys from Liv's bag making your way out of the arena you passed by medical. As you walked past you just glanced over and saw her getting bandaged up she saw you and gave you a look that cut right through you and you knew in that moment you fucked up big time. You drove around for a bit, taking the long way back to the hotel. Needless to say you felt a lot better when you got there, You gathered your things once again and headed into the building and up to your room. When you got there Liv was in the shower so you had sometime to relax before you had to face your best friend again so you decided to lay on the bed and stare at the ceiling. You began to go over the events that happened tonight in your head over and over again.

You heard the bathroom door open and her voice was soft when she saw you laying on the bed, in complete silence.

"Hey are you ok?" she asked as she sat beside you on the bed, softly grabbing your arm to give you a reassuring squeeze. You felt so many emotions and just broke down. You sat up so you could talk to her but the words wouldn't come out, she seemed to understand and just wrapped her arms around you as you sobbed. She brushed your hair out of your face so she could see you. "Hey it's gonna be ok y/n" she said just above a whisper you looked at her and nodded your head as your mind started to clear.

"I don't know why- why she has this effect on me" you said through broken cries. "It's just being so close to her- I just felt all the pain she caused me- y'know" you said looking up at her while you were still hugging her. "Yeah I get it y/n, everythings gonna be ok I promise she's never gonna do what she did to you again" she said promising you that she'd never let that happen again. "I love you Liv, thank you for putting up with all this" you said sitting up and finally collecting yourself. "I love you too y/n, and I'm not 'putting up with this'" she said with air quotes around the last part. "You are my best friend in this entire world, I don't think I could've done this return without you." she said making you feel so grateful for her, you didn't deserve her but she was your best friend and nothing is going to come between you two.

#angst #rhea ripley x reader #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe x reader #wwe x y/n #fanfic #liv morgan x reader #writers on tumblr #writing

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damiansgoodgirll · 4 days

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please do damian cheating on reader!😩❤️

y’all want to cry i see 🤓🤓

damian priest x reader

likes, comments and reblogs are welcomed!

‼️ mention of sex, pregnancy, anxiety, infidelity and cheating, angst, body shaming, body issues, reader being self conscious

don’t hurt yourself

“i’m trying to save our family y/n!” damian screamed desperate, staring at the marriage counselor in front of him. she was watching with a deep look the scene in front of her. it wasn’t anything new to her but the way you both were behaving was making it hard for her to help.

“sure…you should have thought about that before fucking someone else damian…” you said, tears already dry.

one month ago

damian just came back from his wrestlemania trip. you would have loved to go but six months ago, you gave birth to your first baby and it was all new for you. you were still trying to get adjusted by how your body looked, how tired you constantly were and how scary the world suddenly became since you had your baby.

damian wanted you to go but he knew you didn’t trust anyone to babysit your daughter for so many days, so he didn’t force you.

the pregnancy changed your relationship a little bit, and, even if damian didn’t want to show it, it was affecting him a little.

it was your first pregnancy so he understood but still, he couldn’t get away from the feeling that something changed.

you became more paranoid, always scolding him for silly things, your mood was on a rollercoaster and the lack of sex between the two of you kept him on edge. your doctor told you that it was completely fine having sex during pregnancy but your anxiety made it impossible for you to have sexual contact with him. you tried and tried but you always had to stop him because it was hurting you.

damian always respected that but he couldn’t lie if he said that it wasn’t effecting him too. the whole nine months of your pregnancy, he felt like he was pregnant too.

he thought it would get better once your daughter was born but he was wrong.

you became more self conscious about your body, the way you looked and the struggle to keep a nice appearance up was hurting you. he didn’t know how to keep up with all of that.

he let himself go the night after he won at wrestlemania. he was partying and he was drunk and he didn’t want that, but, somehow he found himself naked, sleeping next to a complete stranger.

when he woke up his head was hurting but his heart almost stopped when he saw her, the stranger, sleeping naked next to him.

“no no no…” he whispered. he felt his heart breaking.

“good morning…” she whispered waking up. damian watched horrified the way she kissed his chest, only stopping at his lips when she saw the paralysed face he had “did you have fun last night?” she asked “or are you already regretting it?”

“what…how? i-i don’t remember…”

“you’re hurting me saying that you don’t remember our night together” she said, faking being hurt “you don’t remember what happened?”

“no…this, this shouldn’t have happened”

“but it happened damian…and it was too good” she said, smile on her face, remembering how good everything felt “you came up to me at the bar last night, you said how good i looked, how much you wanted to fuck me…then you went talking about how unhappy your marriage was becoming, how unhappy your little wife is, how ugly she think she is, witch, frankly, she’s quite right…you should give her some exercises to do to lose that baby weight she still carries by the way…” the stranger started blurting out “then you got quite boring so i had to shut you up with a kiss. that kiss definitely became something more, judging by the way we are both naked under the covers…” she smirked but all damian wanted to do was to vomit and hide away.

he couldn’t believe he just cheated on you.

he couldn’t believe he rambled to a complete stranger about your marriage, about you. your wedding wasn’t unhappy, sure things changed after your daughter was born and you both needed to work better on this whole family thing but he wasn’t unhappy with you.

he loved you and your daughter isabel more than anything.

“i need to go…” he said not remembering her name.

“sheila, my name’s sheila…” she smiled at him.

he quickly dressed up, took his bags and went straight at the airport, all he wanted to do was to stay with you and isabel, and hold you all night long.

rhea knew something was up the moment she saw damian’s face at the airport.

“man, you okay?” she asked him.

“i fucked up rhea…i fucked up” he said.

“what you mean?”

“i-i i can’t even say it…” he whispered “i slept with someone”

“what the fuck are you saying damian?” rhea almost screamed.

she was your best friend. the person who always stayed by your side during the whole pregnancy. maybe she wasn’t a mother but she understood what you were feeling, probably more than damian did. she understood your fears and never judged you. she stayed with you before you gave birth and right after it. she comforted you when damian didn’t, she held you while you cried your problems to her, too afraid of being rejected by the man you loved. she reassured you when you told her you felt ugly, when you told her that you wanted to change your appearance because you didn’t recognise yourself anymore.

she was there for you and you were always there for her, so, damian telling her that he just cheated on you, was a low blow.

“i’m so fucking sorry rhea…i don’t know how it happened” he said, regret evidently showing in his eyes.

“she needs to know” was all rhea said.

“don’t give the treatment silent rhea…please, i can’t handle it right now”

“what do you want to say? congratulations on cheating on my best friend? congratulations on cheating on your wife and mother of your daughter? that’s what you want me to say? i can’t even imagine what she’s going to feel when you tell her, she needs to know damian” rhea said before boarding flight.

the whole flight home damian thought about how to tell you that he cheated.

how can you tell the person you love the most that you just cheated?

his heart broke the moment he stepped inside your home.

you coming to greet him with isabel in your arms “isabel look, daddy’s home” you softly said smiling at him.

“where’s my big girl?” damian said pretending everything’s fine. he noticed how isabel wanted to be held by him so he gently took her from y/n’s arms and started rocking her.

“she missed you a lot” you said watching the sweet scene in front of you.

“and you didn’t?” he smirked.

“a lot” you smiled back “i’m so proud of you baby” you congratulated him and he smiled at you.

he took time after he came back home. he put isabel to sleep, he unpacked his bags, he took a long shower and he made love to you, hoping that in his mind, he could cancel his irreparable mistake.

a week passed and you couldn’t help but notice something was wrong. damian’s behaviour changed, he was more present and constant with his role - not that you minded but it wasn’t like him.

“what’s going on?” you asked one night after you put your daughter to sleep.

“what you mean?”

“i mean, what’s wrong? you’ve changed…after wrestlemania…something happened but i can’t figure out what” you said staring at him.

“i cheated…” he whispered.

you froze.

“you what?”

“i…i cheated i’m so fucking sorry y/n…i didn’t know how it happened, i didn’t want it to happen” he apologised, a few tears running down his cheeks.

you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. he just cheated on you. the man you loved, the man you married, the man you just started a family with just cheated on you.

“please say something…” he begged you.

tears falling down your face, your heart breaking in millions of pieces “what do you want me to say damian?” you sarcastically laughed “i just - i need some fresh air right now, i can’t even stand to be in the same room as you damian…isabel is sleeping in her room…”

“where are you going?” he asked you when he saw grabbing your car kids.

“away, i need to stay away from you right now” you said, more tears falling from your eyes.

“please…please don’t go…i’ll do anything, anything to gain your trust again…i’m so fucking sorry y/n” his eyes full of tears but you couldn’t be in the same room as him right now.

“i don’t care how sorry you are damian, i don’t give a shit. you want me to stay? fine. then you can go away, i don’t need you in this home, not right now damian…you just thrown away four years of marriage…we have a daughter, a daughter together…she’s only six months damian, how could you?” you cried all of your tears, not caring if you were screaming right now.

“i-i’m so sorry…”

“i don’t care! stop saying you’re sorry! i don’t give a shit! why? why did you do it?” you asked him.

“i-i don’t know…i was drunk okay? it was right after i won the title, i…was celebrating and - shit - i got drunk and you weren’t there”

“so now it’s my fault?”

“no…no, it’s not your fault y/n, that’s not what i said…” he tried to explain himself but only making it worse “it’s me, i’m the one who fucked up and you have no idea how sorry i am…i fucking love you and isabel more than anything, i love you so much y/n, i just made a huge mistake and”

“fucking someone else is not a mistake, it’s a choice…it’s a choice you made!” you kept screaming.

damian swore he never saw you so mad. you were usually the calm one in the relationship so seeing you so mad and angry was unusual for him.

“i know…i know and i’m…”

“don’t fucking say you’re sorry, don’t you dare damian…” you warned him “i can’t stay here with you right now, i can’t even look at you without feeling disgusted” you words broke his heart even more “you either go away or i take isabel and we’re going away…”

“don’t do this please…”

“you’re not giving me any choice damian…you made your choice that night, now you’re facing the consequences…it’s you or me and isabel, we can’t stay here all together like the happy family you want me to pretend to be…” you slowly dried your tears away.

“o-okay…i’ll go…but please, please, we can work this out together…please, i’m begging you y/n…i can’t lose you…” he said before leaving the house.

while he cried driving towards the hotel he just booked, you cried yourself to sleep, holding his pillow, and letting yourself fall asleep.

to be continued…

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pedropascalunofficial · 10 months

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STORY TIME

Why did Pedro Pascal go quiet on socials?

Well, let's hazard a guess. Maybe he saw what his shitty "fans" were getting up to.

If I've left anything out, please dm me. And if you'd like to threaten me, my receipts are all in order🖕

What have Pedro Pascal's shitty "fans" done in this fandom?

Stalked him and used it for clout in order to gather more information. (Ms * and Ms Peacock)

Tracked his and his friends' activity. The person got blocked by the friend and used the news for clout. Mega lols all round on that one, not🙄. It gave them something to talk about on their trip, I guess🤷‍♀️ They were quiet after, though, right?! (Ms Green)

Created a private group chat and used it to gather information on his whereabouts. (Ms Peacock)

Moved in order to be closer to his house. When he mentioned he moved, they openly enquired about moving to a neighbourhood close to his new place. (Ms Wrestlemania)

Supported a friends project and made themselves the biggest donor yet publicly complained about their financial situation. Weird, right?! The friend was going through a really tough time. The fans used the access they gained to the friend to manipulate the friend into giving them access to him. The friend closed their project. (Ms Wrestlemania)

Made professional moves in order to work with another one of his friends in order to gain access to him. (Little Miss 23andme)

Bullied and harassed another fan for having limited access to him. They then doxxed the victims' family members' funeral. When they were called out and tried to defend themselves, they were caught owning an account that had supported the harassing messages. (Ms Wrestlemania and HideandSeek)

Stole photos from independent photographers and shared as their own, which he then shared so the photographer got paid. (Col Mustard)

Shared a stolen photo of him and another actor so he was forced to share his own so he owned the narrative. (Ms Peacock)

Had multiple genuine fan accounts deleted and suspended out of hate and jealousy. (Ms * and Encarni)

Sent d**th threats to other fan accounts. (I'll just pretend not to know who did this because it's under federal investigation💚)

That would definitely put me off going online. No wonder he went quiet.

I'd like to add that I was a total scumbag too once. Checked his personal info, thinking it was ok to do so out of interest. I shared bits and pieces because I didn't realise the ripple effect. Then I realised his info was being traded for people's personal gain. People were being manipulated into providing more and more. People were being ripped off for someone selling pics without a licence (you know who). I stopped. I made amends. I know I made a difference, so thank you to everyone who has helped right the wrongs.

Thank you to the people who helped provide tips.

Thank you to the people who had their lives affected but still stuck around to keep the good in the fandom.

Thank you to the people who listened.

Thank you to the people who took action when required.

Thank you to Pedro💜

And a giant FUCK YOU to the ppl who are still doing that shit and negatively affecting people's lives, including Pedro's and his friends' and family's.

Why did Pedro Pascal go quiet on socials?

Canada

Deuxmoi

Clue

The Meandering Response

The Counter Perspective

The Old Ladies

Buying Followers Pt1

The Fandom Stain Pt2

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fandom #fandom #storytime #pedro pascal stalker #little miss 23andme #ms Wrestlemania #col mustard #mrs green #ms peacock #story time #stalker reddit #crazy fans #fandom bullshit #deuxmoi #pedro pascal deuxmoi #stalker

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shes2real · 2 months

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Attention ♡

Featuring 🌷: dom! roman reigns + sub!female reader

Warning ☁️: sir kink, spanking, orgasm denial, fingering, degradation, choking, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word Count🌷: 780

Scenario ☁️: After an unsuccessful attempt to get Roman’s attention, he teaches you a lesson.

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With Wrestlemania being weeks away, this was the busiest time for Roman Reigns. Interviews after interviews, TV appearances every Friday, his work schedule was hectic. Being a housewife isn’t easy, especially when you’re craving your man every second of every minute. You hated how he was always gone and when you would go with him, it was not like he made any time for you. With Roman’s busy schedule, the romance department has become a little bit dry.

You woke up finding Roman’s side of the bed cold. The house was fairly quiet and you figured that he was just working out in the garage. You spent some time pampering yourself in the shower and taking great pride in the fact that you were gonna get some dick today. Leaving the bedroom with a pink robe covering your naked body, you heard Roman’s voice. He was in the office, being interviewed. You wanted to help him unwind and the thought of giving him a blow job while he’s working seemed like a perfect idea.

As you walked into his office, he looked up at you with a half-smile before answering a question. You kneeled and crawled in between his knees, causing him to let out a deep sigh. Without breaking eye contact he pushed your little hands away from his zipper. He balled his fist indicating that you're in trouble. His jaw clenched as he leaned forward, cupping his hands together on the table.

“But…” You cried softly, tugging on his pant leg.

Balling his fist again, he remained focused on his meeting. Leaving salty tears slowly sliding down your face.

You sat downstairs reading an erotica novel, waiting for his meeting to conclude. You thought of touching yourself but you were already in deep water. As you became deeper into the novel, you noticed a shadow blocking the light,

“You like being a bad girl?”

“..No..Sir, I-“ You stammered, closing the book and looking up at Roman with fear. Your chest began to heave, you felt like you were under a magnifying glass.

“That wasn’t a fucking question.” Roman says as he sits across from you, opening his legs and sniffing before patting his lap, “Over my knee. Now.”

Without second thoughts, you hurriedly removed your robe and laid across his lap. You could hear his sinister laugh as he rubbed your ass. The worst part about punishment is the anticipation, Roman would trace his fingers across your ass, even rubbing a finger across your pussy lips. Without warning, his hand came down with a heavy-handed smack! On instinct, you yelp.

“What do you say, little girl?” Roman hissed.

“Thank you, sir!”

He hummed in satisfaction, continuing his licks. After every strike, Roman lectures you on how to behave. Once he finishes, he notices your wet core. The sting of his bare hands striking your ass had you even more aroused. Without warning, he sits you up on his lap and kisses your neck. His deep voice sends waves through your body as he whispers in your ear, “Touch yourself.”

The second your fingers smoothly dipped into your wetness, an audible gasp came from your mouth. Slowly pushing them back and forth, caressing your tender walls. Your eyes closed slightly as you finally felt some form of relief, but it wouldn’t last long. Roman’s thick fingers replaced your own, massaging your spot. Tears blurring your vision as you felt your climax creeping up on you,

“G-gonna cum…” Your voice slurred.

He let out a low chuckle and started rubbing circles against that spot over and over. Your body began to move with him, “Do bad girls deserve to cum?”

“Sir…”

“Answer me.”

“N-no sir…please!” You sobbed, as your hips simultaneously rolled against his fingers.

“Stop crying ‘fore I give you something to cry for, y/n.” He whispered, planting sloppy kisses on your neck. His fingers began to quicken by the second and before you could release, he pulled out his fingers. You looked at him with tears in your eyes before he pushed you off of his lap, standing up.

“Upstairs. I want you on your stomach, back arched. I haven’t decided what I’m going to do to you… should I make you hurt, cum, or both?”

You didn’t answer, assuming that it was just a rhetorical question. He shook his head as his lip drew back a snarl. Without warning, he grabs your throat, “Wanted my fuckin’ attention earlier, now you got it. What the fuck should I do to you!?”

“Make me cum!” You unintentionally moan from his grasp on your throat.

Pulling away, he strokes his beard and with a grin, he responds, “No.”

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

#wwe smut #wwe imagines #roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #the tribal chief #acknowledge him #drabble `♡´#wwe fic #roman reigns smut #the bloodline x reader

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romanreignseater · 1 year

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The Eater’s Masterlist

The Head of The Table, Roman Reigns

Signed Up.

“Marrying Roman came with a lot of benefits, but do you really know what you signed up for?!”

Signature Here Please. (Part Two to “Signed Up”)

“You’ve been waiting for your punishment, and after a tense collision at the Royal Rumble… it’s happening. NOW!”

Pottery & Berries.

“This is only your SECOND date with✨thee✨infamous Roman Reigns and boy… does he have you going crazy right now.”

Your Assistant?

“Being the assistant to a devilishly handsome man never work out well in the movies. Especially, for the wife. But, what happens when the wife wants you to get a little more closer to your boss?”

You’ve Made A Mess.

“Roman’s being a brat and you wanted to show him what happens to brats when they lip off too much.”

The Mouth & Finger Vigilante.

“Roman’s fingers and mouth are members of the self-appointed group that solve problems. The problem is being away from his wife without pleasuring her. So, here comes his mouth and fingers to save the day.”

He’s Gray. (Request)

“Roman’s beard has been getting more gray by the day, and you just had to tell your man how much you loved it.”

Game On. (Request)

“Roman has some time off after WrestleMania, so he plays some games with the boys. But, he’s a little too busy pleasuring his wife during the gameplay.”

Mr. WrestleMania.

“After a flawless victory at his 3rd Main Event at WrestleMania, your Tribal Chief deserved three special treats.”

Pregnancy Cravings.

“Not only did you crave the weirdest foods at the weirdest times, you always craved the man who put you in this state.”

“Press Play” (A Series) Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3

“Being the girlfriend to a famous divorced father of 5 wasn’t your plan at 26 years old. You trusted him with your life, so you agreed to film a little something, but now you regret ever meeting him when your whole life is exposed.”

Psycho Bitch (Request).

“You and Roman have like a slightly ‘toxic’ relationship, where you guys just get jealous over simple things. One night you guys get into a big fight, and it leads to so pretty toxic behavior.”

That Slow Burn.

“Slow missionary with lots of nasty tongue kisses>>>>.”

Feet Kicker.

“Who knew such a big and grown ass man would moan and kick his feet in the air while eating his wife out?!”

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Mr. Main Event Jey Uso

Time Alone.

“Time was something that didn’t even seem to exist to you. But, your husband Jey does sure know how to have a fun time.”

Diced Pineapples.

“The lyrics speak for itself, this is exactly how Jey Uso feels about his girl in the summertime 😋.”

Is It Me or Him?! (Request)

Jimmy Uso x Jey Uso x Reader

“Female reader is married to Jimmy but she finds out on social media he’s cheating she ends up falling for Jey who has always been in love with her.”

Just The Three of Us.

Jey Uso x Jimmy Uso x Reader

“You’ve caught the Usos eyes ever since you joined the main roster and boy… did you live their attention.”

Our Reflection.

“Being two beautiful people in a relationship causes us to look in the mirror quite often. So, why not take a chance and fuck in front of it?!”

How Many Licks?!

“How many licks doesn’t it take to make Jey come undone?! I guess the world may never know, but Tara does 😏.”

All The Way Back Down.

“I need you to turn that ass to the back and arch that back down. Whatever you say boy.”

more coming soon…

#eaters masterlist #roman reigns #jey uso #jimmy uso #the bloodline #wwe

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nightmare-viper · 1 month

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Night Two (18+)

Pairings: Cody Rhodes x OC(Ola Kaminski)

Night two of Wrestlemania went fair better than night one did. And a celebration is deserved

Warmings: None, well improper use of a title belt (take for that what you will heh)

Tags: @jeysbvck, @daddywrasslin, @alyyaanna

Let me know if you wanna be tagged

Ola’s ears were still ringing from all the buzz and cheering and just celebration. She honestly was probably still in shock. Cody was THE Undisputed WWE Universal Champion. She stood in their shared bus by herself now. Cody had the press conference and photos and all those things. So she slipped away after making sure he didn’t need her around anymore. Which she was grateful for. Not only to recover from all the craziness but also since she had a surprise for him. She grinned to herself before disappearing to the bedroom.

Cody had to admit, even he was exhausted, he had kept it up until he got to the door of the bus. He took a deep breath of the night air before letting it out and looking down. Holy shit he had actually done it. He smiled to himself before opening the door,

“Hey Ola…?” He stepped up as he shut the door, raising a brow as silence met him. He noted that her bag was on the table, before his eyes moved to the bedroom door as it slid open and a smirk spread across his lips. Ola opened the door and leaned against the frame, a smile teasing her lips. He slid his gaze down and back up her body,”You look better in the shirt than I do.” She giggled slightly as she walked over to him, wearing only his championship shirt and, deceivingly, what appeared to be nothing else. She brushed her fingers over the belt before looking up at him and cupping his cheeks, kissing him softly. Cody breathed in through his nose as they kissed and smiled wide as they broke apart. He put his arms around her and pulled her close,

“I still can’t believe it.” He mumbled as he pressed his forehead to hers and she smiled, kissing his nose. “Well, let me help you believe it.” He raised a brow before she kissed him hard, grabbing the back of his head and pressing closer to him. He gasped before he groaned as she slid her tongue into his mouth, claiming dominance that he was happy to give over. Ola pulled away, breathing heavy and smirked,

“On the couch, shirt off babe.” She kissed him again and he blinked at her, his brain still catching up. “I won’t tell you again.” He snapped out of it as he tossed his shirt off and sat on the couch, his eyes following her as she moved to stand in front of him. Ola smiled, leaning slightly as she ran one of her hands up his stomach, chest and then to tilt his chin up at her. She smirked as she noted his quickened breath and how his pupils were already blown wide. As she slid her thumb over his lips, his eyes fluttered a bit,

“My champ…” She smirked as his eyes opened again as her fingers danced back down to the belt, tracing the design, “You look so good in gold.” He chuckled softly but it stopped in his throat as she tossed her shirt off, to reveal what she was hiding. Ola, of course, had a custom set of lingerie made for the occasion. The gold lace and straps that crossed over her skin accentuated all her curves in just the right way. And if you asked her, her boobs looked phenomenal.

Cody stared at her, tracing the curves of the straps as she stepped closer, his hands naturally going to her hips as she moved to straddle his hips,

“I think gold looks better on you, sweetheart…” He used his fingers to snap a strap on her thigh that made her giggle before she pushed him back against the couch.

“I’m glad you like it, I got it specially made for the occasion. I thought my champion deserved his own private celebration.” She smirked again as she watched as Cody couldn’t help but stare at her. He swallowed as he moved his gaze to her eyes, noting the way they twinkled with mischief. Ola slid closer to him and kissed him, her fingers burying in the hair in the back of his head. She tugged his head back as she made her way down his jaw and neck. She slid her tongue slow, painstakingly slow, over his tattoo as he groaned in response. She smirked against his skin as she nipped at his collar,

“I can actually leave marks tonight, since your suit will hide everything.” She giggled as his eyes rolled shut at her statement before she sucked the skin of his neck between her teeth and continued across his chest, leaving bruises and bite marks in her wake. Cody gripped her hips as he grunted and groaned with every mark she left on his flesh. She grinned and pulled back, looking at her handy work as he breathed heavily, head still tilted back where she had him by the hair. He met her gaze, eyes glassy with lust as he licked his lips slowly which made Ola groan ever so slightly. He was so fucking beautful like this.

She licked her lip slowly in response, noting the way his eyes flickered down to her tongue and back up, “What would people think if they saw their new champion like this, hm, Cody?”

Cody’s eyes shut and he shifted his hips, pissed at how annoyingly tight his pants were feeling. He gasped as she tugged his hair harshly, pulling him close to her face, “I asked you a question…” He swallowed as he stared into her eyes but his brain was so foggy from everything today and the lust was only making it worse. Ola stared at him a minute but kissed his nose gently,

“Suppose I can give you a pass….it has been a long day for you.” She chuckled before crashing their lips into a feverish kiss on both ends. The kiss was all tongue, grunting and teeth. She nipped his lower lip as she pulled away slowly, before grinning in victory as crimson stained his lips. He used his thumb to brush over his lip, noted the blood with a wild look growing in his vision. She met his eyes and slowly, oh so slowly, slid her tongue over his thumb and took the digit between her lips. She slowly swirled her tongue and sucked, before pressing her tongue to the pad and popping off with a wet pop. Cody stared at her completely dumbfounded and deeply aroused as he dug his hand into her hip, trying to hold onto a semblance of control. She always had this ability with him, to completely make him let go and lose himself.

Ola held his gaze as she ran her free hand down his chest, nails digging in and leaving red trails across his chest. She slid over the belt before cupping him through his pants. His breath hitched in his throat as she took her time, squeezing him gently, he whimpered softly in response. That just made Ola smirk slightly as she leaned closer to his face, as she squeezed him again and felt him twitch in her hand,

“What do you want, babe?” Cody whimpered as he pressed his face against her neck, kissing up to her ear, “You, I need you.” Ola moaned softly before she pulled him into a kiss and she tugged at his pants. Cody groaned into the kiss as he raised his hips enough to help her tug his pants and boxers down and enough that he could kick off. Still kissing, she wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked it a few times, pre cum already coating her fingers while he moaned into her mouth. She pulled away and looked down, biting her lip,

“Fuck, you’re so hard for me already.” One of Cody’s hands slid up from her hip and massaged one of breasts, making her whimper softly as she stroked his cock a few times. Ola positioned herself over his cock, incredibly happy she opted to just get the lingerie crotchless. She looked up at him and held his gaze as she lowered herself down onto his cock while she used her other hand to steady herself on his chest. They moaned in unison as she sunk down all the way on is cock slowly. He slid both his hands down her body, stroking the skin where it was exposed before resting on her ass and gripping when she shifted her weight slightly. He breathed through his nose and his eyes fluttered slightly when she clenched around his cock,

“Sweetheart…..shit….,” he pressed his head against her collarbone, kissing her skin, “you’re so warm and tight…” He mumbled as he kissed her neck.

Ola shuttered, goosebumps spreading over her skin while she slid her arms around his neck and slowly slid herself up his cock and down, moaning before setting a steady pace. She rolled her head back as he started to nip and suck along the skin on her chest that was exposed. He growled softly and smirked as he listened to the sounds she made. She rolled her head back, pressing their foreheads together and held his gaze as they both panted and moaned while she quickened the pace. Cody planted his feet on the ground and met her pace, digging his fingers into her ass. Ola slid a hand down his chest, pausing and tracing the ‘Dream’ tattoo on his peck, smiling slightly before looking down and running her hand over the title still on his hips and her smile turned into an evil smirk. He followed her hand as it traveled south and couldn’t help the whimpering sound in his throat when it landed on the belt. He had honestly forgotten he had kept it on, he had been too lost in lust. But being reminded of made his cock twitch, which made Ola’s eyes flicker up to his for a second.

A slow, probably evil smirk grazed her lips as she clenched down tight on his cock as he bucked up harder into her in response. She slid her fingers down to her where they were connected and groaned at the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her before moving to her clit. She rubbed circles around her clit in time with their thrusts before Cody grabbed her wrist, making her stop. She gave him a confused look before he brought her finger to his mouth and slowly licked them clean. Ola clenched down on his cock again and moaned as she watched him. He released her wrist and slid his fingers between them, finding her clit himself. She buried a hand in the hair at the nape of his neck and the other dug into his back as she pressed close to him. Her eyes shut as more moans started to tumble from her lips. Cody held her close as he used his fingers to circle her clit in time with their thrusts, making her clamp down and flutter around his cock. She whined loudly in his ear, before nipping his earlobe, “I’m so close…so close Cody…” She nudged him with her nose and kissed his jaw before pressing his lips in a needy kiss as she felt her core grow hot and the coil in her snap, her orgasm sneaking up on her. He groaned as she broke the kiss with a loud moan, sitting fully down on his cock as her eyes rolled back. She rolled her hips slowly as she rode her orgasm out as he slowed his thrusts and she slumped against him. She breathed heavily as he rubbed her lower back, a smile on his lips as she slowly peeled herself to sit up again,

“I…holy shit…I'm sorry. It snuck up on me…” She knew her face was red, as if she hadn’t just had one of the best orgasms of her life. Cody shook his and cupped her cheek, giving her a soft kiss. “Ola, really? It’s more than okay, watching you fall apart and feel good is more than enough.” But that made her scrunch her nose before a smirk slowly graced her lips once more.

“Do you trust me Cody?” He raised a suspicious eyebrow but nodded. She slowly slid herself off his cock, which made them both whimper but she sank to her knees in front of Cody. She smirked as he opened his mouth to protest, but it died on his lips when she wrapped her fingers on his cock again. She leaned forward, licking a strip from bottom to tip slowly and held his gaze.

“I can’t leave my champion unsatisfied can I? What kind of queen would I be?” Cody stared at Ola as he slid a hand through his hair when she slowly took the head of his cock into her mouth, “Holy shit sweetheart…” As he groaned, his other hand shot to her head and he tangled his fingers in her hair. She held onto his thigh with one hand as she bobbed her head and used the other to stroke the part of his cock that she couldn’t fit into her mouth. Cody’s head lolled back against the couch as his eyes closed and he focused on the feeling of her mouth around him. His fingers tightened in her hair and she mummed against his cock, making him buck up slightly. She didn’t miss a beat and swallowed around his cock as various moans and whines tumbled from his lips again, which only spurred her on. She watched his face carefully as she slid up to the head and swirled her tongue around it, before taking him deep again and set a solid pace. Cody was fighting every muscle in his body not to hold Ola’s head and fuck that pretty face of hers until he came.

“Fuck….i’m close….god..” He managed out between his heavy breathing and moans. She met his gaze when he flicked his eyes open and she popped off a moment, lapping at the tip, “Then cum for me, I need to taste you.” And she took him in deep, setting a quick pace. He moaned loudly as he curled towards her suddenly when she did that and his hips arched, it was too much. His senses felt like they were being assaulted all at once. He felt the way her nails dragged across his skin on his thigh, the way her eyes glittered when she stared at him and that fucking mouth of hers. She was too good with it. Cody tapped her head but Ola already knew by the way he was throbbing against her tongue. He let out a broken, loud moan as his hips arched and she quickly popped her mouth off, still stroking his cock with her hand. As his orgasm crashed into him, his eyes flew open when she removed her mouth from him and his jaw went slack. Ola smirked, an evil, evil smirk, as she watched his cum paint the front of the universal championship belt which he still had on. Cody was stunned. He felt a weird shame but also a heat built in his gut at the picture in front of him.

Ola made sure he held her gaze, his blue eyes completely bewildered already, yet they managed to widen more as she leaned forward and pressed her tongue against the metal of the belt and lapped up his cum from it. Cody only managed a low whine as he watched her clean it off the belt. She chuckled as she crawled into the stunned man’s lap once more and pulled him into a kiss. He groaned and pulled her tight to him, “You’re filthy, you know that..?” She only giggled and, with an evil glint in her eye, rolled her own hips against the belt,

"What are you going to do about it, Mr. Universal Champ? You needed to claim your kingdom didn't you?” A switch seemed to flip in his head as he picked her up and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

“I think the queen needs a reminder who the king is..” He mumbled against her neck as he made his way to the bedroom as she giggled loudly in response before he kicked the door closed.

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hey-a! i was wondering if you could do a roman reigns imagine where R is part of the bloodline, but doesn’t wrestle and she’s Roman’s wife. She kind of sets up all his appts and accompanies him to the ring like Paul. Then she enters the Rumble at 30 since they’re short a woman, and accidentally wins and the guys are proud of her. She gets a shot at the title at Wrestlemania and wins the title, basically solidifying she can hold her own without the guys. Plus if there’s like build up and promos about them not really believing she could do it, and she wants to prove them wrong. Thank you! ❤️

the woman of the hour ✧.* | roman reigns x reader!

roman reigns x fem! reader

summary: in which roman's wife is a surprise entrant in the royal rumble match and earns the opportunity of a lifetime.

genre: fluff <3

a/n: this fic idea was so so good, i wanted to make sure this one came out exactly how i pictured it! i hope you all love it.

y/n was a well known figure in the world of wrestling. being the wife of the man who ran the entire business with his title reign was something that she never minded taking pride in. y/n was not only a manager for her husband, but she was the definition of a hard worker. she never wanted to just be a trophy wife, she herself did her best to book everything for her husband. she took her job as a manager the way every person should.

she was someone who had a routine in her life. she made sure everything was perfect for the bloodline as a whole, and always kept things under control for the men that held the group together. what she didn't expect was for her routine to be changed when she received a call from her a call from her boss, triple h. hunter called her with a surprise she had never expected in the morning before work.

as hunter's name popped up on her screen, she answered quickly. always managing her business as she should. "hello hunter! this is a nice surprise." she answered, "good morning y/n! i was hoping i would get a response from you." he said excitedly. to say what y/n heard next was unexpected, would be an understatement. "so what's going on, should i be worried?" she asked, curiously. she could hear hunter chuckle through the phone, before answering her question.

"well, y/n. i have a proposition for you." he replied, she looked around confused, her husband wasn't home as he was out doing his morning workout and training. "what would that be?" y/n responded. "now y/n, i know what i'm going to ask might sound scary. however, if you say no i completely understand," hunter said, before continuing. "with all the current injuries, and short staffing, i was wondering if you could step in and take one of the open positions in the royal rumble match coming in two weeks", he stated.

y/n was completely taken aback by what her boss had just said to her, but she took her job seriously, and would never want to disappoint the people who took care not only her career, but her husband's as well. "wow, hunter. i have no idea what to say." she chuckled nervously as she thought about the decision she should make. "i know it can be a lot, and i know that you aren't a wrestler. however, i can assure you that if you do decide to do it, we have the people to help train you and get you into that ring. so what do you say?" he questioned.

she knew that this was a big decision, and definitely one she should ask her husband about first. she also knew that she was independent, and could make her own decisions. "you know what, hunter? i'll do it! to be honest i am completely shocked you chose to ask me, but i really am grateful for any opportunity." she said, confidently. "that is amazing, y/n. you are honestly a true gem of this business." he said, before adding, "as for training, with it being two weeks from now, after you get back from smackdown tonight, the trainers at the performance center will be ready for you in florida by monday. be there at seven in the morning, and they can teach you everything. if you have any questions, don't hesitate to stop by my office! thank you again, y/n. and hey, good luck out there! you never know what could happen." he said. the two ended the conversation, and y/n thought, how would she explain this to her husband?

y/n hadn't realized how much time she had spent in her own thoughts until she heard the door click, and saw her husband walking through the door. "hey baby." he said, walking over to her and giving her a kiss. "hi, honey," she said, roman knew she was thinking about something. he knew her too well, knowing instantly she was deep in thought about something. "what's up? what've you been thinking about?" he asked her, as he sat down on the bed next to her, rubbing her leg as he awaited an answer. "when i tell you, you have to promise to not be mad that i didn't ask you first." she started, causing roman to look confused. "you know i never stay mad, what is it?" he questioned, curiously.

y/n sighed, before starting to explain herself. "well, hunter called me this morning. he asked me to step in for the royal rumble." roman was surprised, but not upset. why would he be? "that was it? baby, are you kidding? honestly, that's kind of insane." he chuckled, he grabbed her hands, before looking in her eyes. "baby, you're literally the only person i know that is amazing at everything. however, my only worry is that you've never wrestled before." he added. y/n smiled, not expecting her husband to be so comforting about the news that her boss had left her with. "hunter actually told me that i'll be training at the performance center for the next two weeks, starting sunday." y/n smiled, causing her husband to smile. "that's amazing, y/n. i wish i could be there while you trained this coming week." he said, disappointed, knowing he had live events to work the following two weeks.

y/n smiled at her husband, and kissed his cheek. "baby, you'll be there on the royal rumble, you get to see it happen. i get to surprise you with my talent." she chuckled, causing roman to laugh. "well, good. just know if you need anything, i'm here. you know that." he said, giving her a kiss.

for the next two weeks, y/n had spent her entire time training for the royal rumble event. she hadn't seen her husband, and she was definitely missing him, especially seeing him on smackdown without her. roman spent those two weeks calling her each day, giving her words of advice and helping her throughout all of the stress. she spent everyday focusing on taking hits, falls, and selling moves. she knew that if she dedicated herself to this, she would be able to do her best, and for her that is what was most important to her.

day of the royal rumble:

it was finally the day that she would see if all of her work had paid off. at the end of her training weeks, hunter had came in to see how she was doing, and he told her that he was impressed with what she could learn within those two weeks. to say y/n was proud of herself, was definitely something she felt.

roman and y/n were finally back together, and were walking hand and hand into the arena, along with jimmy and jey. "how we feeling, y/n?" jey asked y/n, curiously. she was nervous, and three men around her could sense it. "you already know," she answered, chuckling. the three guys shook their heads, and jimmy replied to her, "listen, you know you're gonna do great. hunter had you training with the best trainers and wrestlers out there. and trust, if you didn't impress him when he came to check out your progress before tonight, he wouldn't have you going out there tonight." he said, causing the other three to nod in agreement. "he's right, baby. you're gonna kill it tonight, now let's go get your gear and get you ready." roman said, excitedly.

y/n had just finished up getting ready, and was mentally preparing for her match in roman's locker room. pacing around, and warming up. "calm down, baby. you got this, trust me." he said, walking behind her. "i'm gonna be watching, you know that." he added, before hearing a knock on the door. the two looked over, and roman went to open it, seeing hunter. "hey you two, glad to see you're dressed and ready y/n! i just wanted to stop by and give you your entry number. you're entering at thirty, which is definitely a great number. with that, i say good luck, and do your best. you've impressed me with your work the from the last two weeks. good luck again." he said, smiling before walking out.

y/n was now watching the match that she was about to enter anxiously, as she waited in the gorilla. she was on in the next 15 seconds, feeling like the time of the match had gone by so quickly. roman had reassured her multiple times before the match started that she would do fine, before she knew it the final 5 seconds of the countdown was going off. once the beep had gone off and the fans were anticipating who was coming out, nobody expected to hear a remix of roman's song come on, a theme song she had been given when she started managing her husband.

fans were screaming, some confused, some excited. the voices of michael cole and corey graves shocked when they heard the music hit. "could it be! roman reigns wife is entering the royal rumble!" michael cole yelled. y/n slid into the ring, faced with asuka, rhea ripley, and liv morgan. to say she was anxious was an understatement as she faced the three women in front of her. she felt her confidence rise as she heard the crowd screaming, "holy shit!" she smiled, before running up to liv and attacking her, using the moves she had learned over the few weeks. she fought hard, before doing something that drove the fans crazy. she hit rhea ripley with a superkick, and completed the scene by hitting asuka with a spear, an ode to her husband.

she smiled as the crowd was roaring. before she knew it, asuka had been eliminated. she looked at the two women in front of her, smiling at rhea and liv. she knew that she probably wasn't going to win, but the adrenaline she felt was something she had never felt in her life, and she loved it. "you think you can come in here? this is my ring!" rhea yelled, before both rhea and liv attacked y/n, working as a team as they had many times. while y/n was down, rhea and liv started fighting each other. y/n watched as liv got eliminated. as soon as she noticed rhea was occupied with dumping liv out of the ring, she took the opportunity to throw rhea out of the ring, something her and rhea both did not know she was capable of.

y/n's jaw dropped as she realized what she had just did. she just won the royal rumble, something she thought would be the last outcome of the night. meanwhile, backstage roman and hunter were clapping in excitement knowing that y/n just did the unthinkable. the crowd was filled with jaws on the floor. some people upset, and some people surprised by her performance. y/n celebrated, as the usos came out to support her, as her husband's match was next. she smiled the two came behind her, holding her up, and pointed to the wrestlemania sign, causing the fireworks to go off. she was excited, but now. how was she going to win the match at wrestlemania that she didn't expect to happen?

after finishing her celebration, y/n went backstage, and ran into her husband's arms. "i am so proud of you, baby. you killed it." he whispered in her ear. "your spear? amazing." he added, smiling widely. y/n smiled, looking into her husband's eyes, "thank you for believing in me. now, go kill it out there so we can celebrate." she smiled, giving him a kiss, before roman had to leave for his match. backstage, people were congratulating her, giving her hugs, and words of props. y/n soaked it all in, enjoying her moment.

over the time leading up to wrestlemania, y/n spent more weeks training for the biggest match of her life. what took the fans by surprise was her choice of choosing to wrestle charlotte at wrestlemania. she knew that regardless of her decision, it would be a tough battle. every week, there would be constant trolls saying that she was a fool for thinking she could wrestle her at wrestlemania. with her not fighting each week, people did not know what to expect from her at wrestlemania. fans did not believe in her, but with the kind of woman y/n was, it gave her fuel. she spent her time training, and when she would come out to accompany roman, fans would always chant, "she can't wrestle." it was getting under skin, she wanted to prove everyone wrong. regardless of what roman and everyone who trained her would tell her, she wanted to prove these fans wrong, she wanted to be confident in her own abilities.

day of wrestlemania:

y/n had spent months preparing for this moment. the day of wrestlemania. she had been to the event multiple times, but never did she think it would be for own match. people had no idea what to expect from her. they had no clue if she would win, lose, or even put on a show for that matter. at the current moment, she was in her husband's locker room, preparing for her match. it was the first day of wrestlemania, meaning he would not be wrestling tonight. she not only wanted to make him proud, but she wanted to make the entire bloodline proud. she looked at herself, happy with the gear that had been made for her for this moment.

she looked at herself in the mirror, before putting on one of her husband's shirts that she had cropped. she was ready, and regardless of what everyone had to say, she was ready. roman smiled at her as he watched his wife prepare. he had taken a couple of weeks off throughout the months to attend trainings with her, and he knew she was ready. he just wanted her to be as confident in her abilities as he was. "you ready? you're on after this match." he said, causing y/n to get nervous butterflies in her stomach. he grabbed her two hands, looking at her in the eyes, "i believe in you, you are going to be amazing. fuck what the fans say, fuck what anyone says. you have been working your ass off, and trust me when i tell you, you are honestly a natural wrestler." he said, smiling.

y/n didn't realize how much she needed her husband's words at that moment, she was ready, and she deserved to be in this match after the work she had put in. "you're right, i'm ready. i want to make everyone proud, thank you for everything. you are forever the most amazing husband ever." she said, causing roman to smile widely. he pulled her into a hug, before they heard a staff member knock and yell, "y/n! get to the gorilla, your entrance is up in five!" she turned to roman, feeling nervous again, and he gave her a kiss. "you've got this, let's get over there. did i mention, paul will be accompanying you? you're the first woman to have paul with you, trust me, you got this." he said, before they walked over to the gorilla.

it was time, her entrance was up. she knew regardless of what happened, this was something she should be proud of. she heard her music hit, and paul smiled widely, "let's do this." y/n made her entrance, hearing a mix of wild cheers, and a few boos hear and there. she loved the adrenaline of knowing she had some people who didn't believe in her because she wanted to prove them wrong. as she waited for charlotte to make her entrance she made sure to keep a confident face, just like her husband had taught her.

the match began, and she pulled out every move she had learned. from the most perfect clotheslines, to superkicks, she showed off what she had been taught. the usos made sure to give her the perfect technique on a suicide dive, which caused the crowd to go insane. the amount of this is awesome cheers fueled her up. roman watched in the back proud, along with his cousins, he didn't expect to watch his wife to pull out her very own superman punch, smiling even wider when she watched her talk shit to the camera, another thing he taught her. he nodded in pride, as her and charlotte went back and fourth.

the final stride of the match came in, with charlottle having y/n in a figure eight. y/n felt like it was time to give up, she knew regardless of if she tapped out or not, she put in her all. the match had already gone on for twenty-two minutes, but she felt the adrenaline kick in once more. she somehow managed to get out of the figure eight, finding a way to kick charlottle in the face in the process. she looked up, knowing this was her chance. she ran up to charlottle, hitting her with a spear, and the crowd went wild. she looked up at the fans jumping up and down, and smiled. she knew what she had to do to finish this match off. she found her way up to the top rope, and did her very own uso splash, and knew this was it. the fans didn't though. y/n went for the pin once charlottle was down, and the referee started the final count.

one. two. three!

y/n went crazy as she heard the three. she didn't even get up, she sat there in the middle of the ring feeling all of her emotions. pride, happiness, and everything she had worked for coming to a final stop. she felt her tears come down, and watched as paul walked up to her with her new smackdown women's championship. once she heard the announcer say she was the winner, she smiled, raising up her title. she heard the fans cheer even louder, and looked over. roman and the usos were coming out to celebrate with her. she smiled as she looked at her husband, who grabbed her title, and put it around her waist for her.

"you deserve this, go to that rope, you did it." he whispered, as y/n went up to the top rope, and smiled looking down at the title that was around her waist, hearing fireworks go off all around her. the three men smiled as they watched her. as she came down, the three guys pulled her into a group hug, and the fans roared in you deserve it chants. and she did, she deserved it because she put on one hell of a match. and that, is how y/n became the woman of the hour.

the end.

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this was so fun to write, my apologies for taking so long to get to all requests! i hope you guys enjoyed. <3

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