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lowkeyrobin · 1 month

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mcyt with an s/o that's insanely good at driving?? like in the video with Schlatt and he was just doing donuts and that stuff but it's reader? almost like it's stuff from a freaking action movie with how they drive lmao

OH FUCK YEAH LMFAOOOO yes this is how my mom drives but she's a serious road rager too 💀💀💀💀 this is more like "You're a good shitty driver but yeah 👍"

MCYT ; insane driving skills

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers

warnings ; language, talk about car accidents, talk about death due to car accidents

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

genuinley refuses to sit in a car when you're driving

yk the vlog where he, jack, tubbo and becky go see the alien rocks? you offered to drive and he screamed no

honestly you understood, your a bit of a road rager

and that one vlog you guys made together where you show off your NASCAR level driving really doubted his trust in you

it's half jokes half serious tho

has genuinley said you should become an F1 driver 💀

he's just afraid of you yelling at other shit drivers LMFAO

will genuinley scream when you do donuts in an empty field

"I wish we had rollercoasters closer to us"

"we've got one right here"

the fact you haven't crashed and killed both of you is astounding to him

literally how'd you get your license

TUBBO

he doesn't like driving so when he can't get a ride anywhere else, he's left to call you

you're literally the last person he'll ask for a ride /lh /hj

you're responsible, just fast

it's the way he grips the console and the door, and pushes his feet down on the floor when he's a little afraid 💀

"hang on, since this asshole wanted to cut me off and do 20 in a 50"

"y/n/n pleas-"

you'll go out in a field to do donuts and shit and he's strapped up with a helmet and two seat belts

he'll be screaming in fear and excitement bc let's be honest it's kinda fun

the fuckin 360 u-turns??? christ man calm down we're not in a rush 😭

you almost got ran off a bridge one time with him in the car with you. 2 minutes later you see your phone light up with a notification from Twitter

it's tubbo. "y/n almost got ran off the road on a bridge. I am afraid. please send help"

he knows you drive way worse when he's not around so he's trying to go with you more so you don't accidently kill yourself

he quotes that one scene from the Haunting Of Hill House or whatever that show was where the dude gets in a car accident and dies because he was like hanged from his seat belt

"I don't wanna be that old woman! I don't want your ghost haunting me with your death!"

"well, for one, we aren't in a TV show-"

RANBOO

loves going out in fields with you to do donuts and be a little dangerous

"more donuts!"

"how are you not about to puke!?"

you rented a golf cart one a vacation to a little beach town for the Misfits Gaming channel and holy shit

the amount of wheelies?? he's surprised you didn't get arrested

you drive like you're driving a monster truck like please calm down

he genuinley compares you to schlatt when driving and you're just like "Yeah because we're cool. cool people are insanely good at driving"

they blink and stare before saying "I don't think good is the word I'd use"

you'll deadass slam on the breaks going at max 10mph just to piss him off

they're actually confused as to how you aren't on your fifth car already, you drive like a sicko

you do a racing vlog with some friends and safe to say you won

"You should be an F1 driver or something"

"What"

FREDDIE BADLINU

you terrify him a bit

"y/n, do you know how to do wheelies?"

"get in the golf cart"

"holy shit!"

thinks it's pretty badass that you know a bunch of tricks and stuff

he doesn't endorse bad driving on the road though

you do your best to behave around him because you don't wanna get yelled at 🤞

"oh my god why are these fucking semis in the passing lane?? I don't wanna get Final Destination-ed!"

"this is surprising for me to say but same"

"please, i just wanna eatttt, go faster and actually pass someone!"

but when you're purposefully fucking around yourselves he'll literally smile and laugh when you go over bumps and do donuts lmao

he'll probably record it and send videos to Tommy, Jack, Bill & Harry

tweets like "my partner is a crazy driver pls help" and "YEAHHH LETS CRASH THE CAR TODAY" are to be expected

also jokes about you being a NASCAR driver because the way you swerve through traffic 💀💀💀

NIKI NIHACHU

look, she loves you but calm down

she will admit that she likes doing donuts and tricks in an empty area but lord

the swerving through traffic? the usual 70-80 mph? no thanks

you do try and drive like a normal person when she's with you tho

one of her favorite memories is you driving one of those kiddie cars, with both of you in it, and doing very muddy donuts with it 💀

yk how moistcritikals dad hotwired a kiddie car to make it go faster? yeah that's the explanation to how it even happened

you guys were soaked in mud after LMFAO

she likes when you rev your engine in tunnels, the way it echoes is so cool to her

like she giggles and shit and like 🫶🫶

"I love when I fly down the highway to see my gf"

"OMG SLOW DOWN WHAT?"

"ppl r complaining about me on Facebook so I think I will.."

"Y/N OH MY GOD"

ALEX QUACKITY

again, kiddie car wheelies 🔛🔝

he loves doing fucking donuts and shit with you LMAO

if you, him, schlatt and charlie r meeting up irl, you guys make a whole vlog out of it

you rent two sports cars and literally make a mini action movie (obviously with comedy) (basically a better fast & furious) (quackity is better than vin diesel)

when I tell you that shit got 16 MILLION VIEWS. the edits after that were astronomical

so many clips of the cars in tunnels, on bridges, speeding down the highway, etc

you're respectful for others around you but you have a need for speed

although if you're doing it on a golf cart or anything open, he's wearing a helmet

he's running a whole business, he can't risk dying to your shit driving atm LMAO

makes some merch, basically a racer jacket that's black and your favorite color or black and dark blue (variants)

they say 'quackity racing team' or 'y/u/n racing team' with some sewn in patches, like the quackity poker chip and whatever goes best with your brand

they're cool as hell too LMAO

FOOLISH GAMERS

he does the little giggle and shit it's adorable

loves doing dumb shit with you

you obv don't do it with a bunch of people around or anything but yk

you, him, karl, punz and tina met up and you had all of them piled in the car while you did donuts and shit

foolish had a vlog cam set up on the dash and the amount of screaming and the reactions 😭😭 /pos

genuinley confused how you've never wrecked your car before

and no the one time you backed into a mailbox doesn't count

revving the engine through tunnels>>>>

he always smiles at it even if he's tired or kinda miserable

will pretend he's in an action movie if you're swerving around people a bit or going really fast

he'll load up the finger guns and get ready to aim LMFAO

gta irl with him basically

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #quackity x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader #niki nihachu x reader #nihachu x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #alex quackity x reader #foolish gamers x reader #they/them reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader

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goodgirl4daddy4evr · 12 days

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Hypnotized lesbian sucks Priest off before her wedding

Tw: religious abuse. Are you gay? Have you been told you're going to hell for being gay? Does that trigger you?

I was given this prompt by @kingofobsidian 🥵

I was getting ready for my big day. I wasn't sure it would ever come. Or include me in a dress, marrying another woman in a dress, in her family's church. Her parents took her to a very open and affirming church that my soon to be wife felt safe coming out in when she was a teenager and now felt joy to return to so we could celebrate our love. I hadn't been to church in a while but we'd been doing counseling with the priest in preparation for marriage. He was so nice, I really felt like I could be open with him about my fears and insecurities. It helped us talk about them as a couple. We each would have our own recordings to listen to about marriage and the commitment we were making. I would always zone out listening though so I'm not sure how helpful they really were. My finance felt the same.

I was in the recreational area bathroom when I asked my maid of honor and friends to give me some time alone to reflect. My strapless dress was not staying up over my titties that well, we had to use some tape and I was fiddling with it when I noticed it in the mirror again. I'm startled out my headspace of frustration at my chest's incompatibility with strapless tops when there's a knock at the bathroom door. "Hello, Becki? It's Father Tom. I just wanted to check in on you. May I come in?"

I look at myself in the mirror, my bleached blonde hair half up, and share a confused look with myself before turning towards the door. Father Tom looked like he always did, all in black with his white collar poking out. Now that I think about, I don't remember if he has to change too. He smiles and chuckles, looking at my chest.

"Oh Becki, your dress is a little lopsided."

"Ugh, is it really that noticeable?" I turn back to the mirror and inspect the dress while I notice my worried look. Father Tom comes up behind me and I don't notice he's reaching out to touch me until he is. I look up in the mirror to see him tower above me and his hands on my shoulders. His eyes are starting at my titties in the mirror.

As if his stares could cause it, the tape finally unstuck on one side and most of my left titty popped out.

"Oh my God!" I cover my nipple. I look at him. I turn around. "Oh my- my- ah I'm sorry Father! I'm sorry I just- I'm just sorry!"

His hands came to lay on my back now and he's smiling again. "Oh Becki, sweet girl, you have nothing to apologize for." He looks into my eyes very intensely while mine are searching his face for an answer as to why.

"Remember, Becki? Remember?"

And that's when I drop my hand. I do remember. I look into Father Tom's eyes. They look so deep.

"Don't you remember, Becki? From your recordings? You know what marriage between two women is about don't you? Don't you remember, Becki?"

"It's about serving cocks together. It's when lesbians become a package deal for superior men. Women can't satisfy each other's needs. Only cock can."

"Ohh yes, you do remember, Becki."

That's when I feel myself pushed to the floor on my knees looking up at the first man I would ever service. In my wedding dress. Waiting for him to marry me to another woman.

He's unbuckling his belt as he speaks. "Now Becki, this will be just your first taste of cock. You'll be coming back every week for your sacrament, Becki, I want you to remember." His thumb rubs on my lower lip. "Now Becki, remember those recordings? I want you to think back to what they said, Becki."

"Start slow first. Lick all up and down. The wetter the better. Suck on the head. Suck on the balls. Use your hands. Open your throat."

He pets my hair before taking out his cock. I can't believe it. It's so much bigger than I thought they could be! It's like big tits! Big cocks only exist in porn! But I have big tits. Oh my god, do regular men have big cocks?

"Becki, remember..."

Father Tom moves his cock closer to my face I can't stop staring at it, it's so beautiful and I want it in my mouth so bad. I wanna suck and slobber all over it and suck his cum out so he put it all over my tits. I bounce and grind as I move forward and grab the base of his cock to lick all over his cock and get him nice and wet for my mouth.

"Oh! Becki I'm so glad your training took. I'll have to talk to your new wife after I marry you. Make sure her training took as well. You're both so beautiful. Made for taking cock. To marry you both would be sin if I did not claim you for my own. You thoughtless women denying your purposes. You should be grateful that I've saved your souls. I'm going to bless you with my holy seed and you'll need to receive this sacrament daily."

I look up with my big eyes, "Thank you, Father." and I take him in my mouth. I suck on the tip of his cock with my hand rubbing the base. I swirl my tongue around his head, tracing the part right where the head meets the shaft. When he puts his hand on the back of my head I suck him deeper. And deeper. And then my hand doesn't fit. I bob my head sucking from as close to the base as I can get to the bottom on the head and up and down and up and down. And hold. And up and down and up and down and up down. And hold.

It's when I start to juggle his balls that he grabs my head with two hands and begins to thrust in earnest. I finally understand what facefucking is. He's just using my mouth. Using my mouth to cum. He thrusts and thrusts and slows down and rolls his hips and thrusts and thrusts. Both my titties have fallen out of my dress and drool is dripping onto them from my mouth. My eyes are starting to water and it's starting to hurt. I'm making all these noises choking on his cock, looking up at him. He's staring at me.

"Look at me, Becki, look at me. Look at the man that has saved you. You will be blessed! Ohhh I'm putting it on your tits! I'm putting it on your tits!"

He lets go and I cough and gasp and catch my breath and look at him as he rubs his cock and lines up his cock head in the middle of my cleavage.

"In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, take your daily blessing, and may it cleanse you."

He unloaded his milky gooey white cream all over my flushed red titties. Spurt after spurt came out, more than I thought was supposed to happen. After he finished milking his cock I held up my titties to show off to him and he put his cock between my titties and rubbed his cum around.

"Ohh Becki, my child, I'm so glad I saved your soul for the Kingdom of Heaven."

He takes a step back and pulls out his phone from his pocket. I'm a little dazed when I hear the camera sound.

He chuckles "Now we can clean you up for your bride. Let's fix that dress."

#face fvcking #hypnosis #brainwashing #lesbian conversion #lgetsd #fucked str8 #cheating kink #religion kink #priest kink #eroticism #text post #idk what kind of church this is okay

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domripley · 6 months

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tear me apart (from piece to piece)

pairing: becky lynch x reader

warnings: mean dom becky, breeding kink (slight), verbal humiliation, anal fingering, anal, daddy kink, creampie, fake come lube, open relationships

summary: becky always gave you what you wanted. what you needed.

“Safeword, (Your Name)?” Becky asked as she sat down some toys on the bed. You knew that she knew the answer to this, but she liked to make sure you hadn’t forgotten. Especially since the two of you hadn’t seen each other since the Rumble.

“It’s ‘Pineapple’,” you breathed, hoping the two of you’d get on with it. It was Wrestlemania weekend, and this might be the only chance to do this considering that she’d want to spend time with Seth. He thankfully, knew of this arrangement, and was all for it - even giving the two of you space for the night.

“Good girl. So tell me, what do'ya want tonight?” she asked, sitting on the bed in front of you. You were completely exposed to her, as she was in her outfit from earlier - minus her leather jacket. This was how she liked you, exposed for her to see everything before she even touches you.

“I-I want you to be mean to me, like the second time we did this,” you bit your lip, trying to suppress the moan that was fighting to come out. You couldn’t let her know that she was already affecting you. “How you called me names, and treated me like.”

“Like what? Come on, finish yer sentence, Lass,” she said, leaning in towards you. “Tell Daddy what ya want.”

Taking a deep breath, you hesitantly continued, knowing that she knew exactly what you were talking about. “You treating me like the whore I am for you.”

Becky smirked, pulling away from you to get a better look at your facial expression. You followed her eyes as raked them over your body, stopping at your already soaked cunt. “Spread. Further.” was all she said, and you did as you were told.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good you wont be able to look me in the eyes for a week without blushing. she chuckled,

“Anyone else know what a little slut you are, or do you save it just for me?” Becky asked as she stood up, unbuckling her belt as you thought about her question. “Think about it.”

“Charlotte, Sasha, Bayley, and Seth…”

Becky let out a chuckle, throwing her belt to the ground. “Mm, maybe I should ask if they want to come and watch you be a filthy slut. Would you like that? Having some of your closest friends watch you be nothing but a slut? Bend over the bed for me.”

You whimpered, doing as you were told as Becky grabbed a few more things. You were nervous just like the first time you had done this, but you knew you could trust her with your life. She made you feel safe, even if she was being mean to you.

“God, you’re such a whore. You’re wetter now that I’ve brought up everyone watching you. What about if I got them to play with your filthy cunt?” she said, her voice soft but condescending.

“I-I’d like that, Daddy,” you moaned, feeling her thumb press against your ass. Rubbing your hole lightly, she leaned down to spit causing you to let out a whimper. “Want you to pass me around to your friends, even Seth, g-god Daddy please-”

Becky cut you off, pulling her hand away to slap you on your ass. You both knew that eventually she’d share you with him, sometimes bringing him up as she fucked you - along with Charlotte.

Reaching next to you for the bottle of lube, she squirted some on to her fingers. “I have my special strap for anal, and the one I normally use on you, thought we could do both tonight. If you would like to stop at any point, you call out 'Pineapple’ and Daddy will stop. Color, (Your Name)?” she asked as she pulled up a chair behind you.

“Green, I’m green!” you whimpered, and Becky pushed a lubed up finger to your entrance. You knew she was going to take her time with this, she didn’t want to hurt you.

Slowly pushing her finger in and out of you, bringing a second one in as used her other hand to rub at your clit. “Fuck, please,” you gasped as she added more lube to her fingers. You wanted nothing more than to fuck her back, but you knew you needed permission. Becky pulled her fingers out of your ass, only to bring them back with more lube. As she added the third, you were already on the verge of an orgasm.

“B-Daddy, please, I’m so close!” you gasped, trying your best to stay still.

Becky let out a mocking 'aw’ as she fucked her fingers into you at a fast pace. “You’re going to come with three of my fingers in your ass? What a whore, do it. Show Daddy how desperate you are.”

You came with a loud cry as she rubbed your clit harder, helping you through it. Finally, she pulled her fingers out, wiping them in a napkin she must have grabbed while you weren’t paying attention.

“God, you really do love being used don’t you? Wish we were still on the same brand, I’d fuck you every night. If I weren’t, I’d be watching ya get fucked.”

You took a deep breath as she lined the toy up to your entrance ass. As she pushed the tip of her strap into you, you released the breath you were holding in. You hated that this needed all of this prepping, but it was always worth it in the end. “You take my cock so good, I might just ignore your pussy from now on.”

“No, no, please, no!” you begged, trying your best to keep your composure. You knew that this was all part of her game - to make you as desperate as she could. “Please, Daddy, don’t want you to ignore my pussy. Never want you to.”

Becky let out a breathy Moan, starting to fuck you at a slow pace. You pushed back harder,wanting as much as you could get from her. You heard Becky chuckle as she picked up her pace - you were making a mess all over her thighs. “Mm, you’re lucky I love what’s mine too much to neglect it.” she breathed, reaching her right hand down to rub at your clit. She rubbed hard, setting a pace that went well with her thrusts. You were growing closer to the edge, and Becky knew it too.

“You want something? You better beg for it, because if you come without permission, you’re not getting fucked for awhile.” she threatened, pulling her hand away from your pussy. The words left you head as she pulled out of your ass faster than you could say no. You knew she wanted to get to her favorite strapon she owned, but you couldn’t blame her. Especially since you wanted her to use it on you just as much as her.

“Get on yer back, want ta see yer face when I fill you up.” she breathed, watching intently as you did as you were told. “Good fuckin’ girl, lass.”

You whimpered - shocked because she usually never praised you while she was being like this. You weren’t complaining though - you loved when she praised you just as much as she degraded you. You watched as she slid the other strap on to her waist from her legs. Loving the way it looked hanging there.

“I’d normally have ya suck on it a little because it’s big, but it looks like yer so soaked you won’t be needing any other preparation,” she hummed in a matter of fact tone. You let out a whine, the way she was acting was turning you on even more.

Becky got between your legs on the bed, you closed your eyes as you mentally prepared yourself. Reminding yourself that it’s just Becky and you, and nobody’s around to judge you.

Rubbing the tip of the strapon through your folds, Becky chuckles to herself at how wet you were. You tried your best to fight back the moan that was threatening to come out - but as she lined the head of her strapon up to you entrance, the sound you had made caused you to freeze in embarrassment. “Aw, did you embarrass yourself, baby?”

You didn’t answer her, not that you needed to because both of you knew the answer. Becky let it go as she slid the tip of her strapon into you with ease, keeping her eyes focused on the toy and your pussy. “This is all your good for, just a hole for me to fuck"

“Yes, Daddy, you’re right. Please-“ she cut you off by pushing all the way to the hilt. You let out a desperate whine, unsure of what you wanted in that moment. The strapon was thicker than what she normally used on you so you didn’t know if you want her to stay still so you could get used to, or you wanted her to just start fucking you.

“What is it? Did Daddy fill you up way too fast, baby?” she taunted, rubbing your clit ever so lightly.

You nodded, all your words weren’t wanting to come out of you. Becky knew this, and that’s why she didn’t expect an actual answer from you. She had already known the answer before she asked, and as she allowed you to get used to the feeling she rubbed at your clit. Picking her pace up with her thumb, you tried to keep your legs as still as you could, knowing at any time that Becky could take your pleasure away at any moment. You knew she wasn’t afraid of doing that - considering she had done it multiple times to you.

“Yer doing such a good job, trying to hold back for me. But tonight? I want you to make all the noises ya want.” she informed you, as she slowly started to move her hips. You nodded, whining slightly as she moved her hand away from your clit. You knew that when she was going to start fucking you, she was going to stop rubbing your clit - she would only give you one or the other. Never both.

Becky pulled out of you so that only the tip of her strapon was the only thing inside of you. Before you could even think about protesting, Becky was quick to push all the way back in much more rougher than before, causing you to cry out. This time around, she continued to fuck you in and out - not needing to wait until you adjust this time around. You pulled her closer to you, raking your nails against her back. You loved the sound of her moaning at the pain, unsure if you drew blood, but at that moment you didn’t care, and neither did she.

“You’re such a fuckin’ whore for my cock, always taking what I give you. Daddy loves that.” she whispered in your ear. Quickly biting at your neck as she fucked you at a pace she hadn’t even thought of in ages. You both were busy traveling to even have a moment alone, and so this was the first time she had you like this.

“Please,” you cried out, wrapping your legs around her waist as best as you could. You were already so close, and both of you knew this.

Becky breathed out, “What do you want? Tell Daddy what you want and she’ll give you what you need.”

You took a deep breath as best as you could, trying to form the words you needed to say. “Want your come, Daddy, please come inside of me.” Becky wrapped her hand around your throat as she fucked into you faster. She knew she wasn’t going to be able to choke you for long - needing her hand to release the lube into you as soon as she was ready to give it to you.

“You want my fucking come? Want Daddy to fill you up until it drips out of you?”

“Yes! Yes, Daddy, that’s exactly what I want. I need it, so, so bad.” you cried out, silently hoping she would give you want you wanted soon. Although, you knew not to be outwordly impatient with Becky - learning your lesson the first (and only) time you were.

“Tell Daddy when you’re close, okay? We can come together, just how you like to.”

You nodded as Becky kept up her pace - fucking you as hard as she could. You were growing closer to the edge as she continued, refusing to let up. But that’s exactly what you wanted her to do: not let up, and as you were about to spill over the edge she removed her hand from your neck. She knew you were about to come before you could even get the words out to let her know. Becky reached down, grabbing the tube and as you came, she let the lube go. You cried out, feeling as the lube filled you. You could already feel it dripping out of you as she didn’t let up. Allowing you to ride out your orgasm, Becky was quick to pull out of you as you calmed down.

Moving so she was laying down on her stomach in between your legs. Kissing both of your thighs, Becky watched as more of the fake come ooze out of your pussy. She loved the way that it would come out, noticing you were still so very wet. “Do you want Daddy to make you come again, huh, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy, please? Wanna come again so badly. Please, please?” you begged, unable to get more than that out. You wanted nothing more to come again.

Becky leaned in, placing a soft kiss against your clit. You couldn’t help but let out a whimper, the feeling of her soft lips against your aching clit. Becky looked up at you, eyes filled with lust as she gave you her signature smirk.

“No, you’re not coming again.”

Becky got up off the bed before you could protest, pulling the strapon off of her. She made sure to keep eye contact with you before she grabbed you a water that was on the nightstand. “Drink this, baby, and then we can cuddle all you want.”

“Yes please, Bex.” you groaned, taking the bottle of water from her. “Are we gonna clean the come out of me? It’s still leaking out of me.”

Becky chuckled, her face a serious tone that through you off. “No.”

#becky lynch #becky lynch x reader #my writing #mine

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mrchiipchrome · 1 year

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W.C.- 3,2 k

People have always asked you why you’re so incredibly fast, is it because of your above average hamstrings or is it because of plyometrics?

To answer this question would be a pain in the ass, you could say that it was a little bit of everything. All throughout your life you’ve worked on strengthening your hamstrings and now it’s like they were made of steel. This was so that you could reduce the possibility of hamstring tears and other injuries to your legs. Plyometrics helped you with that explosive movement needed to drive forward and to be able to keep at that same speed throughout a longer period of time, though you only started using them later in life. Some people even thought that you were doping, but that was quickly debunked.

Though after you broke into the senior national team at the age of 16 the footballing community soon accepted that you were just speedy, especially for a youngster. Coming up through the youth groups along the likes of Jessie Fleming and Jordyn Huitema, you’d always been able to beat them in a footrace.

When Jessie went off to college, you thought the decision was perfect for her and that she could learn and evolve her game to adapt to the brutality of football in America. But, even though she wanted you to follow in her footsteps, having become almost like sisters after spending so much time together, with the college route that was not what happened. Instead of committing to play college ball, you declared for the NWSL draft as soon as you turned 18 where you were selected first overall to the Washington Spirits. It wasn’t that you were bad in school per se, you weren’t interested in playing at college level.

You played football during the days while you took online classes in the evenings, classes in sports science where you found out about plyometrics. Those exercises became a daily occurrence and you soon found yourself even faster than before along with having a better technique while running and jumping.

After 2 years with the club, a rookie of the year award, two consecutive NWSL MVP’s and two golden boots under your belt your contract with the club ended. You had two options, resign with the club that drafted you or take your talents to Europe who had top clubs in bidding wars for you. Rejecting clubs like PSG and Eintracht Frankfurt, you settled for following your former teammate Rose Lavelle and national teammate Janine Beckie to Manchester City, signing a record contract with the massive club.

And while it was seen as an escape from the lockdown in the U.S. for players like Rose, the club had won your heart like no other, or rather one person in it had. A certain English forward, speedy like hell, blonde hair, 163 cm tall.

Lauren Hemp had stolen your heart with her subtle stares and quick feet that danced across the pitch in a way that had you entranced.

Moving in with Janine Beckie after signing the contract in the summer of ‘20, you met the English forward exactly 2 days 8 hours 34 minutes and 28 seconds after you had stepped on that plane heading from Dulles to Manchester airport, not that you were keeping track. It was like you were in one of those rom-coms Rose liked so much, your eyes met hers across the field and it was like everything suddenly made sense.

You had only been broken out of the moment by a barreling Janine Beckie, heading straight for you with no apparent need to stop. You had let out a loud groan the second she made contact with you, bringing you both down to the ground with her momentum. Greeting her, you hear scattered laughs from all around the pitch and as you had gotten up your eyes drifted in an effort to meet her enticing ones again.

After that, you and Lauren had become the tightest knit pair in women's football, even tighter than the ones that had known each other way longer than the two of you had. You know exactly what the other will think before they think it, it’s like you can hear each other's thoughts because you can make each other roll on the floor in laughter with just one singular look. You were known as City’s dynamic duo and one of Manchester’s two dynamic duo’s along with Alessia Russo and Ella Toone all while dominating the league.

Now having been at City for 3 years you’re constantly reminded on how you made the right choice, getting to play with your favorite girls and continuing to win awards. One of those being an olympic gold with your national team, one of the best moments of your current international career. Lauren had decided not to return with the rest of the national team when they were knocked out of the tournament, choosing to come and support you instead as you played for the final.

She was the first one you ran to when you were let go to celebrate with your families, you didn’t have anyone else there as they were disapproving of having football as a job and deciding to freeze you out of family events while not going to any games. Although, Lauren and your national teammates were more than happy to fill that hole their absence left in your heart.

When Janine left for Portland in 2022 you felt quite lost for a while, your roommate and the person who had become more like a family member to you left. You felt betrayed for a while before coming to the realization that the move had nothing to do with you or the team, just that she had to leave for a situation that was better for her.

But still the formerly shared apartment felt too empty and eerie without another presence accompanying it. One morning, while walking into the training grounds with your favorite person she gives you an offer you just can’t refuse.

“I could always move in with you, you know. I mean if you want to, my lease expires in like 2 months and you’ve been complaining about the apartment being empty ever since Janine left and I know I won’t fill the space that she left-”

“I’d love for you to move in with me Tempo.” And that was the start of an even deeper understanding of each other, even more inside jokes than before and an inexplicable amount of protectiveness directed towards the shorter girl. You had already had little to no tolerance towards players going in for tackles that were more aggressive than needed or players targeting her, but when you moved in together that tripled.

The amount of yellow cards your mouth and subsequent protectiveness had earned you made Georgia look like an angel in comparison.

When the 21/22-season ended and you had signed another long term contract with the Manchester based club, you decided to go home to Canada for a bit as you were given some time off. You had promised to get back in time for the start of the Euros, and you were never one to break a promise.

So after a vacation where you had eventually went and visited your former roommate, you made your way back to England to watch your best girl and her national team hopefully lift the trophy at the end of July.

And like you had done the year prior, Lauren makes her merry way right into your arms with you being the first one she greets. And there you stand with her in your arms, just muttering reassurances and words of praise before releasing her to her parents. Now both of your medals hang together in your living room, right above your tv.

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Parting ways with Lauren has been hard ever since you met her, even if it only was for a week. But as you stand in her arms at the Manchester airport, you contemplate on not even taking the plane to France for the international friendly. She lets her grip on you go, letting her arms hang limp at her side from where they were just placed around your waist. But your grip doesn’t lessen, not wanting to leave her. The voice over the speakers calls out the number of your flight and the gate which you should find yourself in during the next few minutes. Giggling softly into your ear, she gives you a nudge to indicate that you should let go but you just do the opposite.

“You have to let go sweets. I love you and we’ll see each other after the break.” Her revelation has your heart beating out of your chest despite how many times it's been said between the two of you, never in the way you want to though.

“Love you too, so much my Hempo Tempo. I promise to sneak away to watch the Brazil game, maybe I can convince Jessie to watch it with me.” Your own confession has her heart beating restlessly in her chest as you finally let her go with a kiss to her temple. Hearing the last warning for your boarding ring out between the walls of the airport, you take your hand baggage and walk towards the gate. You don’t turn around, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to board the plane.

The nearly 2 hour flight was incredibly boring and you spent most of your time restlessly sitting in your window seat, tapping rhythmically on the food board. When you finally arrive in France you’re ready to crash in your bed, having flown late at night, but you had promised to call your roomie to call her when you arrived in the star-shaped country.

You stay on the call until you’re laying in your hotel bed, under the covers and in your favorite hoodie of hers. It was oversized though for her, but the length fit you perfectly. And like usual you were roomed with Jessie, the older forward seemed to have a special power for getting you to calm from your hyper activeness.

As you’re dozing off you hear Lauren mutter out a quiet ‘I’m in love with you’, but your brain is way too tired to process the sentence before she hangs up the phone.

You nearly convince yourself that the confession was made up by your mind in a moment of vulnerability, especially when your flatmate acts like nothing happened the next day, texting her normal good morning. You stand your ground though, sure of what you heard her say over the phone.

Jessie can tell how distracted you are when you sit down with her for breakfast, your mind at a million places at the same time. She doesn’t push you to talk, contently sitting in the comfortable silence just waiting for you to crack up like you usually do when you have too much on your mind and need someone to vent to.

“I think Lauren’s in love with me”, your whispered confession has Jessie looking towards you, a soft smile playing at her lips.

“What makes you think that?”, she replicates your tone, curious but not invasive, as she whispers back to you.

“Well, I’m pretty sure she confessed last night when I was on the brink of sleep. It’s also the way she acts around me, I haven’t really noticed it before but she’s always been more…”

“Affectionate?” The older Canadian finds the exact word you were searching for and you send her a quick grateful smile before continuing,

“Yeah, affectionate. My City teammates have pointed it out to me for a while now, but I’ve never really given it much thought, now after I heard what I heard I’ve been thinking a lot about our interactions.” Nodding in thought, Jessie asks the crucial question that you know has been at the tip of her tongue since you started the conversation.

“And how do you feel about it?” The question is one you have to think over long and hard, thousands of emotions swirling around in your head making your judgment clouded. It seems like everyone knows exactly what you’re feeling, except you.

“I don’t know, I mean my head is saying one thing and my heart a completely different thing. Everything’s so divided and I don’t know what I feel at the end of the day.” The words are spoken through short breaths and quick movements, indicating your stress.

“What is it that your heart is saying?”

You reply without thinking as your heart clearly takes the reins of your body before your mind takes over again.

“That I’m completely and utterly in love with her”

“And your mind?”

“That I’m in love with her but that she doesn’t love me back and that I have no chance with her.”

“You should know that letting your heart take over every once in a while isn’t a bad thing. Everyone can see how much you love each other, your mind is always going to make up insecurities and lies just so that you don’t step out of your comfort zone. But your heart” She puts her index finger right above where your heart is beating steadily, “is always going to tell you the truth. And now it’s telling you that you love her, so just listen for once.”

“When did you become so wise?”, you’re back to your joking ways, retreating back into yourself as things become real all of a sudden but you take Jessie’s advice to heart.

“I always have been, you’ve just always been too slow to understand. Come on now we’ve gotta go to training.”

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A few days later you find yourself sitting in your hotel room sending Lauren a good luck text, all your teammates sitting at various points around the room waiting for the game to start. Somehow they had all overheard you when you were asking Jessie about the game, which led to them inviting themselves into your hotel room to watch the game with you.

You pay extra attention to the small rapid forward of the England squad, watching as her feet carry her all over the pitch. Small exclamations are let out as the Brazil players are more rough than necessary, not just towards your best friend.

Your cheers bounce around the small room as Lucy assists Ella for the first goal of the match, your usual rival playing for Lauren’s team which means that she’s in your good book for the night. When the whistle for half-time blows you sigh a quick sigh of relief, not having to see anyone get battered even more.

As the second half starts you’re at the edge of your seat, Brazil coming out blazing while England just manage to stop their attempts. What happens in the 88th minute of the game completely takes your attention from everything else.

As Lauren’s going in for a header, the Brazilian player's body is in the way and her elbow smacks right into her nose. You can see how the blood is gushing from her nose as she goes down, and your breath hitches in worry. Frozen in your place, the camera zooms in on her face as blood rushes from her nose and down into her mouth and you can feel how the bile is rising in your throat.

This wasn’t the reaction your teammates were expecting, just sitting there completely zoned out, they were expecting a furious Y/n storming around the room shouting in all directions. But they leave you be after a stern look from Jessie, the girl having moved beside you for comfort. You can’t focus for the rest of the game, not as Brazil equalizes or during the pens.

Getting the ‘i’m okay’ text did little to assure you, but ultimately you had to believe her as you couldn’t fly out to check if she was actually okay. During the nightly facetime call you observed how she seemed to be in a bit of pain, even though she was slightly loopy from the painkillers she had been given to combat the obvious source of hurt.

The rest of the international break goes by fast, Canada drawing 2-2 with France off a brace from yours truly and England losing for the first time in 30 games with a 2-0 loss to Australia. And if you’re being honest, you were waiting for the chance to go home now.

Packing your bags, you’re off to the airport towards Manchester, and this time the flight felt like 18 hours instead of 2. But you make it to Manchester and the only thing you want to do now is to embrace Lauren and do as Jessie told you.

Luckily enough for you, Lauren had promptly told you that she would pick you up from the airport, no argument from you there. Now the only thing you need to do is find her in the sea of bodies.

A familiar squeal sounds behind you and you turn around just in time to catch a sprinting Lauren in your arms, careful to not bump her nose in the process. You lift her in a tight hug, just cherishing her company that you’ve missed oh so much. Eventually, you put her back onto the floor before making a split second decision.

Taking her face in your hands, you let your heart take over as you pull her into a sweet kiss, the kiss being everything it’s supposed to be. When you don’t feel her reciprocate you start to pull away, thinking that maybe Jessie had been wrong anyways and that Lauren didn’t like you back. It seems like Lauren comes to her senses at the last second though as she pulls you closer by putting her hands on your waist, tilting her head up slightly so that you don't have to lean down as much and pressing her lips more firmly into yours.

Pulling away from her has a whine escaping her lips as she goes up on her tippy toes to press a few quick pecks against your lips. This whole situation taints your lips with a permanent smile and as the girl opposite you asks a question you can’t help but tell her the truth.

“What was that for, bubs? Not that I didn’t enjoy it…”

“Well my dear Hempo, I followed my heart and it led me to you. You’re the reason why my heart beats a little faster and why my palms get sweaty, you’re the reason why I sometimes stumble over my words and why I can’t seem to focus when we’re in the same room. I am completely and utterly in love with you, and if I heard you right then I think you feel the same way.”

“You heard that?” Only giving a nod in response, you clasp her hand in yours as you stroll to the exits of the large airport. Out of nowhere, you let out a hum before speaking up,

“You know what they say Tempo, ‘the airport has seen more genuine kisses than a wedding hall’, I think we just proved that my love.”

Y'all better pray for me, I finished writing this instead of studying for my test tomorrow, but I hope you all like it as much as I do :) also gif is hilarious

#woso x reader #woso imagines #lauren hemp #lauren hemp x reader

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wwenhlimagines · 7 months

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ooo passing out candy with my boyfriend HOOK?

Fall Fluff Prompts

A few weeks before Halloween, you heard about a nearby Trunk or Treat event and asked your boyfriend Hook to go with you to pass out candy. He hesitated since he didn't want to tamper his character on TV in case anyone recognizes him. You work backstage in AEW, so you don't have to worry about that as much, but you do understand him not wanting to pass out at your own house for your own safety. Obviously, you don't want your address getting leaked and to get unexpected visitors looking for your boyfriend.

The week before Hook seemed to get a change of heart as he came home with 2 giant bags of candy. "Fuck it, let's go pass out candy next week. Maybe it will help promote the show and sell more tickets."

You smiled and hugged him, cuddling into his chest. "So you want people to know you aren't always the cold-hearted handsome devil?"

He shakes his head as he pulls back, and his hands caress your cheeks. "Only when it involves my girl."

Halloween - Trunk or Treat

You grabbed the candy from the trunk of Hook's car as he grabbed his backpack and your camping chairs before the two of you found a spot to set up and pass out candy.

You saw so many different costumes, and the kids all looked so cute happily saying Trick or Treat, asking for candy. Your bubbly personality, in contrast to Hook's, made the kids laugh. You happily engaged with the kids complimenting their costumes while Hook simply handed them candy.

That was until you saw a kid walking up with sweatpants and a hoodie with a mini FTW title belt on his shoulder. You awed and looked over at Hook to see him rummaging through his backpack. "Hey there, are you dressed as a wrestler?"

The kid beamed so excited to have someone understand the reference. "Yes! I'm the best wrestler in the world, the cold-hearted handsome devil Hook!"

At that moment, the kid's jaw dropped as Hook turned back around with his own FTW belt slung over his shoulder. "Hey dude. Nice costume. What candy do you want?"

The child was speechless for a moment before you piped up, "How about we take a few pictures, and then you can have one of everything?"

The child nodded excitedly as Hook knelt down next to him, and the child's parents saw the interaction. His mom walked over and took some pictures of her own as you took a few pictures for your memories. His dad walks over with his little sister, who is dressed like Becky Lynch with a WWE women's title around her waist.

"Well, it looks like wrestling runs in the family. I love your title, Becky!"

"Thank you, but my name is Claire."

You tried to hold in your laughter as you nodded your head. "Nice to meet you, Claire. Your brother dressed up like my boyfriend Hook. They are taking pictures now. Do you want any pictures with him?"

She nods and quickly runs over to get her own pictures with Hook before turning to ask him a question. "She's nice. Is she going to be Mrs. Hook?"

Hook smiles, following her finger pointing over to you. "Someday, she will be."

You blush as the girl asks another question, "Are you going to have kids?"

Her parents intervene as her mom rushes over to her. "Claire, we don't ask strangers questions like that."

You and Hook say goodbye to the family as they continue on through the Trunk or Treat event. You see a couple more kids dressed up as wrestlers, and by the end, Hook was smiling from ear to ear. As you place your chairs back in the trunk, you decide to ask Hook what his favorite part was. "The mini Hook and Becky family. The kids were nice, and although the girl got a little nosey, it was still pretty cute."

"So about her questions... do you want to talk about them?"

You sit down in the passenger seat as he sits in the driver's seat, and you both turn to each other. "Well, obviously, I wouldn't be living with you if I didn't expect to put a ring on your finger someday. As for the second question, I hope one day we will have mini versions of us running out."

You blushed before leaning in to kiss him. You pull back and whisper against his lips. "Well, how about we go home and practice making those babies?"

Hook perks up and quickly starts the car before driving you home and giving you his own idea of a Halloween treat.

Tags: @legit9thlunaticwarrior @thesupreme316 @99hook @seeingstarks @hooks-martin @hookswifeeyy @hooksredrum @plentyoffandoms @730hook @im-just-a-mississippi-girl

#aew imagine #aew hook #aew hook imagine #fall fluff requests

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tigerwolfproductions · 1 year

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You’re challenged by Bookworm Becky!

Superheroine Wordgirl wants to battle!

My “as close as I can get to Pokemon” style is back! ... and just as confused as before.

Ah, the official Pokemon style. It changes with every generation, has confusing shading techniques in some gens, and I just kinda had to go with “the best I could manage” again XP (pretty proud of Bob’s tail flame though! That was tricky to do).

Moving on from my artist woes, it’s Becky and Bob Botsford and their secret identities of Wordgirl and Captain Huggyface! Been on a Wordgirl kick recently and since it came directly after a Pokemon kick, well, my brain inevitably crossed the two over. My brain also decided that it was enough of a masochist to want to take another crack at Pokemon style(ish), so here we are! I think the lineart has improved for the most part for human characters; I definitely felt more confident making Becky/Wordgirl! I actually based her off Shauna from XY... Not sure what urged me to do so, but I guess it worked so I ain’t complaining, haha.

Posing was actually tricky. I was originally going to put Becky in a bit more of a cutesy pose, but actually decided against it. She’s Becky Botsford, mild mannered ten year old. I figured, why not make the contrast between her and the Wordgirl pose all the more apparent? Ya know, put all her energy into the bold super-identity! So that I did, though I will say hands pointing at the screen is not a fav of mine to do at the moment, lol

As for Bob, I honestly didn’t really think of many difference there’d be between him and a regular Monferno, but I did add a couple of extra hair tufts to the back of his head. They’re there to represent the front hair tufts he has in the show :3 And of course he’s gotta be eating something, so I looked around and found a berry that would work for him. Not that he’d discriminate against most other berries, but I wanted one that made sense in some way, so a Shuca berry it was! They halve the damage from a super-effective ground-type attack, and have a “spicy-sweet-smooth” flavor chart and with Monferno being a fire type, I figured that spicy part worked out.

Speaking of, it actually took a moment of my time to brainstorm through what Pokemon to make Bob. It had to be a monkey, but what kind? First, there was the point of what type to make him, so I watched a few Wordgirl episodes and happened across a fight between him and Leslie and basically slapped my forehead because a doi- Fighting type for his ability to do Karate! So with that narrowed down, I tried to go through my memories for what monkey Pokemon were fighting types. Passiman came first, but they’re a bit too big for Bob to be. The Mankey line doesn’t quite fit in with his body type or nature, so I had to forgo that too. Then I remembered the fire-fighting starter monkey that made an obvious fit: Monferno! Which also works out because of course a ten year old would have a starter Pokemon as a main partner, and Monferno also shares the blue and red that Captain Huggyface’s uniform has.

Becky/Wordgirl wasn’t too hard to redesign outside of doing it in (the as close as I can get to) Pokemon style. The hardest part of Becky was the skirt thanks to shading, but I think I managed something decent. Second place actually goes to her book bag though. That main button was harder to nail down than I thought it’d be... As for the charms, I thought they could be a cute nod to two main things about her- the secret identity and her love of unicorns, which I figured would translate into a love of Ponyta/Rapidash in the Pokemon universe. Especially the Galarian forms, haha.

On the Wordgirl side, there was a bit more I decided to add. Most of it was dedicated to making her uniform feel a little bit more Pokemon-y, so I added some extra details to the boots and gloves then added pouches to her belt. The goggles were technically a part of that too, but also just because I like the idea of her one day adding them to her uniform (maybe one too many times of getting random goop in her eyes would make her consider it lol). I definitely like the results- I think it makes her look a bit like she’s wearing some sort of space hero outfit :D

As for what exactly this AU would entail, I’d like to think it wouldn’t change much from the main show. Becky lives in a city somewhere in Unova, living her daily life as a regular trainer that goes to a quaint little school with her partner Pokemon, Bob the Monferno (that’s totally normal to have as a starter in Unova; please ignore the part where she should have a Unovian starter). But in her secret double life, she takes on the odd supervillains in her city as Wordgirl, alien superheroine with a perfect vocabulary! But I do imagine Captain Huggyface would get to do more with his moveset of Ember, Close Combat, Mach Punch, and Focus Energy, (Becky unfortunately slacks a little on Pokemon training) as well as an appetite that rivals a Snorlax.

... Wow I rambled about my process. Well, thanks to anyone who read through it all; y’all have a nice day/evening!

#artists on tumblr #art #digital art #wordgirl #wordgirl fanart #pokemon #pokemon fanart #monferno #pokemon monferno #crossover #cartoon #a tigerwolf production

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becky-llynch · 2 years

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Money in the Bank || May 19 - 2019

#becky lynch #the man #rebecca quin #big time becks #becky2belts #becky two belts #wwe #wweedit #wwe money in the bank #money in the bank #money in the bank 2019 #mitb #mitb 2019 #gifs

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judgementdaysunshine · 10 months

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*a few crumpled bills and 7 dimes*

Dominick smut?

*Takes and puts it all in my wallet* ofc my dear 👀

Liquid courage

Pairing: Dominik Mysterio x GN reader

Description: At a celebration after winning a big match, you and your friend Dom have liquid courage that helps things change

You let out a yell of joy winning your match against Becky Lynch, laughing as you are pulled in a group hug by Judgement Day being lifted by Dominik on his shoulders holding your belt as tears of joy flow down your face. You all head to the bar where everyone was going as a big party and celebration for match winners riding on your high of happiness and adrenaline getting drinks for you and the group taking shots of tequila to get things started, followed by whiskey and then as a surprise vodka came into the picture, "I don't wanna do vodka shots! Why did you think of these?!" You yell out at a laughing Damian and a smirking Finn as you all clink glasses. You make an uncontrolled face quickly sucking on a lime and drinking soda "Oh that wasn't as good" looking at a nauseated dom as he downs half his soda, you and dom drink water as the others sip on their own drinks laughing as you both take a minute going to the bar together getting yourself a Mai Tai while he got a Margarita, uncontrollably laughing as you look at a drunk finn while rhea and damian drink soda as you slowly sip on your drink laughing as damian takes finn home coming back 20 minutes later while you and dom hold on to each other laughing as a tipsy rhea shares a kiss with Liv sharing a hug after before continuing their drinks. You and dom dance and whether it was because of the alcohol or because of the feelings you had hidden for each other started to come out, feeling electricity run through you as dom's hands land on your hips as the two of you salsa dance on the floor while rhea cheers, damian wolf whistles, and everyone cheers until you both laughed and stopped deciding to head back to his place after you placed a kiss on his cheek for the dance, making you turn bright red and his heart to quicken saying your goodbyes to everyone while rhea and damian high five, laughing, and texting finn that he owed the two 50 dollars on the bet they had about the two of you. Everything after leaving the bar became blurred but you remember going back to dom's hotel room and after closing the door, you are gently pushed down on the bed with him on top of you kissing you breathlessly until you pull away, giving him consent to slowly take your shirt off followed by your bra, peppering kisses all over your face, feeling your heart rate accelerate when he kisses all over your jaw and down your chest feeling his gentle, soft, and warm lips all over your body until he reached your thighs feeling your heart beat out of your chest and your face heat up as he takes your pants and underwear off "I love you". You moan running your hands through his hair until he grabs and holds them, kissing back up your body and connecting your lips until you decide to return the favor holding on to his hips while he lays down gently holding the back of your head until you meet him in a delicate and fiery kiss, holding each other in your arms, forehead connected for the next few hours until you laid next to each other, smiling before you fall asleep, waking up the next morning only feeling a slight headache and stiff muscles, smiling as you see dom asleep going to shower. You feel a lot better thanks to the warm water pouring down on you feeling a kiss on your shoulder turning to see dom wrapping your arms around his shoulder, laughing sweetly as you wash his hair overcome with a feeling you never felt before, now knowing the meaning of home is not just a house but a feeling and even a person as you and dom shower, drying off, and just spending the day together posting on Instagram that the two of you were together telling each other you loved last night and glare at your three friends when you met them for lunch and found out about the bet but they smiled and hugged the two of you happy that the two of you finally got together.

#dominik mysterio #wwe x reader #dominik mysterio x reader #wwe

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south-of-heaven · 7 months

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Hi! Can I please request a Bayley/Reader/Becky Lynch where the reader is out with an injury and feeling really down about it but her partners are there to cheer her up and they take really good care of her?

Thank you very much!

Fun and distraction || Becky Lynch x Reader x Bayley

Summary: You're benched with a broken elbow and it's hell on earth for you. Becky and Bayley make the best of the situation.

Being sidelined with a broken elbow had been an absolute nightmare for you. You were used to the constant rush of adrenaline, the feeling of the ring beneath your feet, and the roar of the crowd. Now, all you had were doctor's orders to rest and heal, and it was driving you crazy.

But you had two amazing partners, Becky and Bayley, who were determined to make the best of this unfortunate situation. They couldn't stand seeing you so down, and they were determined to put a smile back on your face.

One sunny afternoon, Becky and Bayley decided to surprise you. They showed up at your door with bags of your favorite snacks, a stack of classic wrestling DVDs, and a determined glint in their eyes.

"Alright, champ," Becky declared with a wink, "we've got a day of fun and distraction planned for you."

You couldn't help but grin at their enthusiasm. They were like a whirlwind of positivity, and it was infectious.

The three of you settled on the couch, surrounded by snacks, as Becky popped in a DVD of some of the greatest wrestling matches of all time. You watched in awe as legends like Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Rock, and Shawn Michaels took to the ring.

As the matches played out on the screen, Bayley grabbed a controller for the video game console. "Who's up for some wrestling action?"

You hesitated at first, thinking about your injured elbow, but Bayley assured you it was just for fun. So you joined in, and soon you were all laughing and competing in your own mini WWE tournament.

Between matches and games, you chatted about wrestling, shared stories, and talked about your favorite moments in the ring. It was like having your own personal commentary team right in your living room.

Becky and Bayley's infectious enthusiasm began to work its magic. Your worries and frustrations about your injury started to fade as you realized how lucky you were to have such incredible partners by your side. They were there to remind you that while injuries were tough, they were also an opportunity to rest and come back stronger.

Hours flew by, and before you knew it, the sun had set. You looked at Becky and Bayley with a heartfelt smile. "Thank you, both of you. I needed this more than I realized."

Becky hugged you tightly. "Anytime, love. We're a team, in and out of the ring."

Bayley added, "And we'll be right there with you when you're ready to make your comeback."

With your partners by your side, you realized that even in the face of setbacks, you were never truly alone. Together, you'd get through anything, and your wrestling journey would continue, stronger than ever.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wwe #wrestling #becky lynch fanfiction #becky lynch x reader #becky lynch fanfic #becky lynch #the man of the masses #the man becky lynch #the man #becky two belt #big time becks #bayley x reader #bayley fanfiction #bayley wwe #bayley #becky lynch x reader x bayley

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twcbelts · 2 years

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𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 . ∞

#* . ･ › 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 ˎ visuals .#* . ･ › 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 ˎ aesthetic .#* . ･ › 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 ˎ my edits .#beckylynchedit #becky lynch edit #wweedit #wwe edit #* if i do one for raw i have to do smackdown .#* will do two belts obvi too .#aes.

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dalekofchaos · 3 months

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Rock inserting himself into the Wrestlemania main event hurts everyone who built themselves up for a main event spot

I'm sorry, but Roman vs Rock hurts everyone.

It hurts Seth and Drew, since that's the obvious direction now that Punk is out of action. Oh and now it gets even better. Now they wanna unify both belts(again) You introduced a new world title when they refused to have Roman drop the belt to Cody, tried to legitimize it, buried the title, buried the champion holding it and want to unify it 8 months later. Y'know what would have been the best solution to all of this? Having Drew go after Seth so it's now Seth vs. Drew, & you still keep Cody vs. Roman. Drew taking Punk's spot in the Seth match would make so much sense for his current character.

It hurts Rhea and Becky. This is Becky's Rocky story and this is Rhea's chance to finally main event Wrestlemania and finally proving her worth as Women's Champion when this stupid fucking company refuses to use her as said Women's champion

It hurts Bayley and Iyo. Bayley FINALLY wins the Royal Rumble and looks to be getting a main event spot now that Punk is out of action and there is a story behind it. Bayley and Iyo now are not main eventing.

Neither women's matches are main eventing Wrestlemania. AGAIN.

It hurts Cody. He never should've lost last year. Then they gave him shit as an excuse to "face adversity" a nonsensical Brock Lesnar feud with no rhyme or reason, a bad Shinsuke feud. I'm sorry Shinsuke is not who he used to be in NXT and he just has go away heat with me, that feud was bad. And the nonstop Judgement Day interruptions. Cody has been eating shit all year, he finally wins the Rumble and now he gives that spot up to The Rock and looked like a putz in the process and gave up said spot to a man who is bad at promos in this day and age, gassed 5 minutes into a brawl and would not survive a main event match against Roman.

Cody just doing a 180 and challenging for Seth's participation trophy championship is just bad booking. Roman's title is STILL the championship that his father lost. It is THE WWE Championship. Fucking over the story in favor for Dwayne is bad booking and bad writing. No one wants Dwayne and this is coming from someone who isn't that big of a Cody fan.

Who does this benefit? It doesn't benefit Roman. He doesn't need to be legitimized as the Head of the Table. HE'S ALREADY HEAD OF THE TABLE AND HAS GOTTEN A RECORD BREAKING REIGN. HE DOES NOT NEED IT!

Rock does not need to be the one to break Roman's reign. What does it say that no one could break the reign? Not Cody, LA Knight, Sami, Orton or Drew can do it, but Rock can?

He used his power as a TKO board member to force the match and killed two years worth of build up in Cody Rhodes for a part timer that was gassed against Jinder. JINDER! and you fucking expect me to believe he's gonna last an entire match against Roman Reigns? I hope the fans boo him out of the fucking building.

Congrats, you buried your entire roster to inflate Dwayne Johnson's already inflated ego.

Things The Rock has ruined to get his way:

Ruined the fast & furious franchise

Killed DCEU with Black Adam

Lost $60 million dollars in the XFL 3.0 and had a tv deal so bad he had to merge with the USFL just to continue

Just ruined the biggest storyline in WWE in the best wrestling boom period since the attitude era

Congrats Dwayne, hope it was worth it 🙄

#WWE #Cody Rhodes #The Rock #Roman Reigns #Seth Rollins #Drew McIntyre #Bayley #Iyo Sky #Io Shirai #Rhea Ripley #Becky Lynch #Wrestlemania 40

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