#am i gonna writw it though

[justthatwwegirl]

Liv morgan x female reader

(I knoe I said I was gonna write a hook fic, I'm sorry but I'll try to writw one later.)

Liv was so smitten. Like REALLY smitten.

That's what Dakota said though. She knew Dakota was right, she was smitten.

The girl Liv was so smitten with? None other than Y/N Reigns. Yes, the famous sister of Roman Reigns. Former NXT women's champion who just got called up to smackdown. Liv had been friends with Y/N before Y/N's callup to the main roster and both still continue to thrive in their friendship. Although, Liv wishes they were more...

Currently, Liv and Dakota were having a conversation about the match card for smackdown. While Dakota was discussing her match, Liv noticed something in the corner of her eye. She turned around to see Y/N talking to Isla dawn. Liv couldn't help but feel jealous, but she also noticed that Y/N didn't look good. 

"I swear- if you don't confess to her," Dakota says. "I will, I will! I promise." Liv states. "But do you notice anything odd?" Liv continues concerned.

"Other than you being jealous, Y/N doesn't look to good right now." Dakota expresses. Y/N was always grumpy. She never really smiled and she was usually quiet. Liv was quite the opposite. She was always optimistic, always smiling, she was literally a ray of sunshine. You know what they say, opposite attract. 

"After they're done with their conversation, I'm going to check up on Y/N." Liv tells Dakota. Dakota nods before asking Liv, "Doesn't she have a N1C match for the smackdown women's championship? Which, you are the smackdown women's champion." Dakota says. 

Liv looks back at Y/N for a second before looking back at Dakota. "I hope she wins." Liv says quietly. Dakota smirks before telling Liv, "Isla is done talking to your girl." Liv looks back to see Y/N rubbing her face. 

"Bye." Liv says to Dakota before speed walking towards Y/N. "Go get your girl!" Dakota says. 

"Hey." Y/N says groggy, continuing to rub her face. Liv smiles. Anything this woman can do will make Liv smile.

"Hey, you good?" Liv asks concerned. Y/N nods her head. Liv knows she's lying, but she doesn't wanna piss her off. "I see you didn't straighten your hair today." Liv comments. 

"Yea, I just didn't feel like straightening my hair today." Y/N motions to her hair. Liv smiles again before telling Y/N, "You know, I like when you don't straighten your hair. Good luck on your match." Liv walks away before stopping and turning back around.

"Hey, do you wanna go get some coffee tomorrow?" Liv asks, clasping her hands together. Y/N looks down at the ground before looking back up at Liv. "Yeah, why not? I don't have anything planned." Y/N answers. Liv can almost see a grin appear on her face.

After the show, Liv and Dakota are walking towards their rental car, talking and having fun. Soon they enter the car, and Dakota starts driving towards the nearest hotel. Liv nervously bites her finger nails while thinking about something.

"Spill." Dakota tells Liv. Liv sighs before telling Dakota. "I asked Y/N if she wanted to get some coffee. Spoiler, she said yes, and now I am scared."

Dakota's eyes widen before saying, "That's not what I expected... But okay." Liv bites her lip. What was she going to do? Literally standing next to Y/N, made her nervous. But god, everything about Y/N made Liv want to crumble to the floor and worship the ground she walked on.

Dakota and Liv arrive at the hotel and get their room keys. While they're about to enter the room, Liv sees Y/N slouched down in the hallway.

Liv, immediately runs towards Y/N. "Y/N are you okay?" Liv asks concerned. Dakota shortly arrived after.  Y/N just shakes her head before rubbing her face.

Liv can see the tears forming in her eyes. She has never seen Y/N cry. "You can stay in Liv's room." Dakota suggests. "Can I?" Y/N asks, turning towards Liv. "Of course!" Liv answers quickly.

Y/N struggles to stand up on her own. Liv notices this and carries her, bridal style. Dakota notices a blush appear on both Y/N and Liv. "Alright, don't have to much fun lovebirds." Dakota says before walking away towards her room.

Liv says bye to Dakota and enters the room with Y/N in her arms.

Y/N slowly wakes up to see Liv making 2 cups of coffee. Y/N emerges from the bed and walks towards the kitchen.

"Good morning! I made us some coffee." Liv tells Y/N in such a cheerful tone. Y/N never really liked cheerful people, they just showed to much optimism and it wasn't really Y/N's thing. But with Liv, it was different.

Y/N loved how cheerful she was. She loved how Liv would always smile and show so much optimism. She just loved Liv.

"Thank you."  Y/N says quietly before drinking some of the coffee.

Liv looks done at the floor before putting her coffee. "I do have tell you something though." Liv says quietly.

Y/N puts her coffee down and chuckles. "What are you going to tell me? That your in love with me." Y/N says sarcastically. Liv is shocked. She know Y/N meant it as sarcasm but she was actually right. "About that.." Liv says, trying to be calm.

"Wait- what?" Y/N asks, turning around. "I was joking!." Y/N exclaims. "I know I'm sorry! I know you don't like me back, but-" Liv explains. Yea I don't like you. "Why would I like you? Cause I don't like you. I love you, and not in a friendly way." Y/N explains in a straight but smiling a little at the end.

Liv's jaw drops. She was so confused.  She was happy, but she didn't think Y/N would like her back. Well, love her, in Y/N's words. "How are you just so, chill about this?" Liv asks shaking her head. Y/N was always calm, but this? How?

Y/N shrugs her shoulders. "Please this," She motions to her body. "Is all acting. Really, I have been waiting for this moment since I've met you." Y/N explains, walking up towards Liv. "And I'm  also waiting for a kiss." Y/N says, parting her lips.

"Oh really?" Liv asks, laughing a bit. "Really." Y/N says before bringing Liv in for a kiss.

Almost immediately, Liv kisses back. After a few minutes, Liv pulls away smiling. Y/N sneaks in a tiny smile.

"You know," Liv starts, bringing Y/N more closer to her. "I hope your the one who takes my championship." Liv finishes, bringing Y/N in for one final kiss. 

"Extreme rules is almost here and, I got a match with Shayna on smackdown, with you on commentary." Y/N says, finally showing her full smile.

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[toomuchchelsea]

can you writw a christian pulisic imagine bases on señorita by shawn and camila?

hope you like it babes x

Land in Miami

The air was hot from summer rain

Sweat dripping off me

Before I even knew her name, la la la

It felt like ooh la la la

Youd always spent your summers in Miami with your favorite girlfriends. The heat was welcoming, the boys were hot and the natural tan was to die for. You’d never met a boy you wanted to keep, of course. You’d always spend the night and be gone long before they woke up.

That is, until he came along.

Christian Pulisic.

You thought he was cute. Of course. You weren’t blind.

His dimples were to die for.

But then, he looked at you, though the small group huddled around him in Pulisic jerseys waiting for a photo or an autograph, and your heart skipped a beat.

He smiled at you, a genuine and soft smile. Nothing like those guys who tried to pick you up. They smirked. Smirked with a purpose of getting you into bed.

His smile was pure and made you want to take care of him.

His eyes went back to the fans, signing their jerseys, but would occasionally come up to meet yours. Your eyes are glued to him as you sipped your rum and coke.

You waited patiently, knowingly.

And when he was done signing autographs, he broke away from his teammates and walked right up to you. Your friends hushed their conversations and watched him hold a hand out.

You took it and let him lead you to the dance floor, large hands gripping your waist.

Sapphire moonlight

We danced for hours in the sand

Tequila sunrise

Her body fit right in my hands, la la la

It felt like ooh la la la, yeah

His hands sculpted perfectly to your body. At the moment, you wished you two were in a crowded club rather than a beach bonfire party. Maybe then all the eyes on you wouldn’t feel so glaring.

“You’re pretty,” he spoke for the first time, dimpled smiling down right at you.

“You’re handsome,” you replied, fingers gripping tighter onto his shoulders as you danced on the sand.

“I’m Christian.”

“I know,” you smirked. “I think everyone around here knows.”

He watched your eyes shine in the sapphire moonlight. “You don’t care who I am?”

“I care that those two dimples are gonna be the death of me,” you replied, reaching out to teasingly punch his cheeks.

“Ah, Yeah. The dimples. They always get the ladies.”

“Always?” He nodded proudly. “Well, maybe not this time.” His smile was suddenly turned into a frown. “Buy me a drink and we’ll see.”

You two drank and danced the night away. The tequila was doing wonders for your imbalance but Christian didn’t seem to mind. His hands gripped your waist tighter as you both stumbled about, dancing the night away.

I love it when you call me señorita

I wish I could pretend I didn't need you

But every touch is ooh la la la

It's true, la la la

Ooh, I should be running

Ooh, you know I love it when you call me señorita

I wish it wasn't so damn hard to leave you

But every touch is ooh la la la

It's true, la la la

Ooh, I should be running

Ooh, you keep me coming for ya

You two sat on the beach, leaning against one another as the sunrise started to shine over the horizon.

“Did we just spent the night drinking and talking and dancing?” You asked. Christian nodded with a chuckle. “Fuck. My liver’a never gonna let me live this down.”

He laughed at your comment. “You’re funny.”

“I know,” you grinned cheekily.

He leaned forward without warning, pressing his lips to yours in a fiery kiss full of tequila lime and promise.

You pulled back hesitantly, cursing yourself. When he gave you a questioning look, you explained.

“I don’t really do relationships. Not since the last one.”

“Douchebag?” You nodded.

“I told myself I was done feeling things for guys. I said I didn’t need them. I should be running from you.”

“Then why aren’t you?”

“Because I don’t want to. Something tells me you’re not one of those douchebags.”

He shrugged, eyes set on the ground. “Something tells me you need someone who’ll treat you right. I would.”

You knew you could trust him.

You two had talked the entire night, sobering up and hearing each other’s life stories. Dare you say it, you’d fallen in love in the span of a night.

You turned to Christian, trusting that your next words wouldn’t be a mistake.

“You wanna go back to my hotel room?”

Locked in the hotel

There's just some things that never change

You say we're just friends

But friends don't know the way you taste, la la la

'Cause you know it's been a long time coming

Don't you let me fall

Ooh, when your lips undress me

Hooked on your tongue

Ooh love, your kiss is deadly

Don't stop

You knew you wouldn’t last long. And neither did Christian.

The moment you shut the hotel room door behind you, he pushed you up against it, pressing his lips to yours in a fervent manner.

“Fuck, Christian,” you mumbled, hooked on his tongue and wrapping your legs around his waist and letting him take you to bed.

Afterwards, you laid together under the covers, facing each other. He asked you what you were now. He didn’t want to be a one night stand. And you didn’t think he was.

“Friends?” You offered.

He narrowed his eyes at you. “Friends don’t know the way you taste.”

You chuckled, pushing him away. “Fair point. I’m guessing you’re not from around here.”

“I live in London,” he answered, caressing your bare thighs.

“New York,” you answered for yourself, frowning at the time and space difference. “London is far.”

“I think I’d travel the whole world just to see you for one night,” he sweetly whispered into your ear, making butterflies flutter in your stomach.

Ooh, you keep me coming for you

All along I've been coming for you

Ooh, I should be running

Ooh, you keep me coming for you

You thought that maybe you’d seen the last of Christian Pulisic on your Miami trip. But, to your surprise, you two talked even after you went back to New York and he went back to London.

Months passed where you merely survived on texts, calls and FaceTimes. You hated to admit it but he’d somehow snuck his way into the depths of your heart, allowing you to trust and love him unconditionally.

“I love you,” you said to him over FaceTime one snowy December night.

He paused a moment, smiling softly to himself. “I’m coming to New York tomorrow,” he told you.

You were disappointed he hadn’t said it back but excited nonetheless about him visiting you. When you picked him up at the airport the next day, he cupped your cheeks and pressed a loving kiss to your lips.

“I love you, too,” he mumbled against your lips as soft snow fell all around you. “I wanted to say it in person. I love you.”

“I love you,” you replied, wrapping your arms around him in another kiss.

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