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SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY (Cody Rhodes, WWE)

• Summary: You made many enemies throughout your career in World Wrestling Entertainment. Some of which you despise so much it makes you sick to your stomach. But the more you two hate each other, the more the sexual tension becomes too intense to ignore.

• Parings: Cody Rhodes X Fem Reader

Warning- Language, 18+ only (minors DNI), Dirty Talk, Smut, unprotected sex, (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

You and your brother are known for making enemies everywhere you go. You two can’t help it, however. Being called “The best in the world” doesn’t sit right with anyone who just sees two shallow siblings who run their mouths and don’t care about the consequences.

You and Punk ran around WWE when you two were young. Winning championships, making history, making friends, and making enemies. You made much more in both the men's and women's divisions. The females were jealous, and all they did was sit around and gossip to one another with a camera in their faces as if Total Divas was another name for The Real Housewives.

You didn’t care about making friends, although you did make a few. Some eventually turned into enemies. But there was one person who was at the very top of your list.

Cody Rhodes

Since the very first day you step into WWE and Join Punk’s side, You dislike Rhodes. That dislike eventually turned into hatred. You two even went out of your way to ruin the other day.

He and your brother never got to work together in the same ring, not that you know of, which didn’t make sense on why you and Cody had so much anger towards each other.

What made things worse was his return to WWE. After Rhodes took his balls and left WWE, you continued to do what you do best: make history and make enemies. But his being back was now ten times worse than before he left. As a matter of fact, it was now complete hell.

He’s mature since the last time you saw him. But it didn’t mean he wasn’t getting under your skin because he was. The way Cody looked at you, flashed his smile in your direction, and spoke to you in a way he shouldn’t make you, well, simply punch him in the face.

He was distracting you, something that you are now realizing. He’s distracting you before, but you always shrugged it off and ignored it

This time you can’t.

And what made things worse was the night Sami called you.

As much as Sami annoyed the living hell out of you when he first joined the roster, one thing that man was good at was making you laugh on and off-screen, which is one of the many reasons why you consider Sami a friend.

But he knew your situation with Damian Priest, someone you've been seeing for a while. He was another person who got on your nerves only because he wouldn’t give up on making you his, which, for a moment, you gave him a chance

But as you walk out of your hotel room's bathroom with fresh, clean clothes after taking a shower, your phone, which was laid on your bed, was being blown up Sami himself.

Before you could even read the unread messages, his name appeared, causing you to groan while answering the phone.

“Sami, you better have a good reason why you’re calling my phone, or else I'm going to kill you when I find you!” You spoke with a slight growl through your voice.

“Is it true?” Sami asked, bringing you into confusion. “Because if it is, Damian knows, and he’s not too happy about it.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” You asked, unsure what he was talking about. So many possibilities pop into your head, but you haven’t done any recently that would get you in trouble with anyone, let alone Damian

“You and Cody?”

You almost gagged at the name Cody. You rolled your eyes but caught up at the mention of you and Cody. It made you even more confused

“What about me and Cody?” You asked, but instantly regretted hearing what came from Sami’s mouth.

“You slept with him, Y/N? Please tell me that’s not true because he and Damian got into a fight backstage earlier, and Damian is pissed as hell.”

You were taken aback by this false information that was received from you. But you had no clue how to take the information in.

“Who told you this?” You asked.

“Cody said it himself,” Sami said. “He t-"

“Sami?” You interrupted your friend, which he hummed yes in response. “Where’s Cody, so I can find him and murder him.”

That alone answered Sami's questions that you two did absolutely nothing. Even if you two did, you would of told him. But Sami shook his head, even though you couldn’t see it.

“Last time I checked, he was somewhere in the hotel, but I don’t know which room he’s in.”

With that, you hung up; you needed to find Cody one way or another, or else you weren’t sleeping tonight. You place your slippers on and head downstairs to the lobby. You weren’t sure if this idea would work, only the person you were going to didn’t like you that much.

You knocked on Jey’s door, someone you saw entering their room before you entered yours. To your surprise, he answered but had a curious look.

“Where’s Cody?” You asked. Jey smirked at you as he crossed his arms. “You’re looking for your man, Brooks?” He asked, calling you by your last name.

You didn’t have time for his jokes as you rolled your eyes. “Do you want to get punched in the face, Fatu?” You replied, mentioning his government last name. Jey rolled his eyes at your comment.

“He’s the floor above us, letting B.”

You smiled at his answer before walking off to find the closest elevator. Clicking on the number above yours, you waited impatiently for the elevator to open on his floor. When it did, you stomped to his door, banging it so loud you probably woke up others nearby.

The door eventually slams open, revealing Cody, who stands before you. When he realizes this, he flashes a smile at you.

Cody knew that telling Damian this false information would come back to you. He didn’t think it would be this soon, but seeing your face fill with anger made Cody happy.

“What can I do for you today, Y/N?” He asked, crossing his arms. You stormed right at him, hitting him repeatedly. The last time you had put your hands on him was one heated argument when he mentioned your brother, someone you do not play about.

Cody, however, being strong, took your wrist and pinned it against the door after closing once you struck at him.

“Why would you tell Damian you and I slept with each other? You know that’s not true!” You growled at him. All Cody did was laugh, which made you angry even more.

“Come on, Y/N, I did you a favor,” Cody spoke. “You don’t even like him like that.”

You fought with the grip of his hand around your wrist, only for it to be slammed right at the door. “And how would you know that, Rhodes? You know nothing about me?”

“I know a lot more than you think, princess,” Cody spoke, causing you to roll your eyes at him. “Damian is too soft, too much of a good guy even though he plays this bad guy on camera.”

“Oh, like you’re any different?” You scoffed, only for him to smirk at you. “I’m not, you’re right. But I don’t need to try to get you in my room desperately; look how easy it was for you to come over here. You can’t stay away from me like you couldn’t all these years.”

Once again, you fought with him by moving your wrist, only for him to succeed. You weren’t doing, however, to hit him like how you initially tried to. Something in you changed as he spoke to you. It was like now you need to push him back. He suddenly felt a little close to you.

“You need someone that plays the same game you do, someone that keeps you off your feet, someone that makes your entire head and your entire body feel on fire. Damian is not getting the job done.” Cody spoke, lowering his voice as if it was some way of getting his words into you, which it was.

“And how do you know what I want and need?” You spat at him. Little did you know that all of your anger was riling him up.

“Because darling, you and I have played this game for a long time. And the amount of times you left me hard, I know I had the same effect on you and left you soaking wet.”

Your eyes widened at his confession. However, whether you want to admit it or not, he wasn’t wrong. You two have a lot of sexual tension built up between you two that you haven’t even realized yourself until now. And at that very moment, just by Cody kept debating whether he should look at your eyes or your lips, it was turning you on.

“Cody, let go of me.” You spoke lowly. Cody smirked once again, letting go of your wrists. But instead of hitting him, you stood there in front of him, not even moving an inch.

“What happened? I thought you were going to hit me again,” Cody teased. His smile dropped, however, as you looked up at him.

“I hate you,”

“I hate you more,” He replies.

“You make me wanna pull my hair out,” You groaned in frustration.

“And you make me wanna throw you on the bed right now and fuck you senselessly till you stop disrespecting me.”

“Nothing you could do will make me respect,” You spat at him. His eyes darted at you as he licked his lips. He was riled up, half hard by how close you two were. And you were no better. The way he was speaking was making you want him to do exactly what you made him feel.

That’s exactly what Cody was planning on doing.

He attached lips to yours as his arms snaked onto your waist, pulling you closer than before. The kiss was innocent for a moment.

That was until you let out a small whimper, Causing Cody to deepened the kiss. Your back arched against the door as your breast touched his clothed chest. Your fingers messed in between Cody’s hair as the two desperately needed one another.

Your body was on fire. Something Cody mentioned that you needed. And he was giving you exactly that. But you wanted more.

“Are you gonna respect me?” Cody teased as he asks this in between the kisses. All you did was smirk and shake your head. “Never,”

You suddenly let out a moan at the pain of Cody’s hand connecting to your ass. That sound alone drove Cody insane.

His nails dug into the side of your waist as he pulled off the ground. Your legs were now wrapped around him, and you let out pants as Cody's lips kissed down your neck.

Your entire head was spinning. You couldn’t believe that the very moment, someone you truly hated from the bottom of your guts, was making you feel like this. And you know that if you even thought about this days ago, probably longer, you would throw up at the thought of it.

But now here you were, making noises you never thought Cody would ever make you earn while you two made out with each other.

Your back went cold after Cody pulled you off the door your back pressed against. You then felt yourself slipping from Cody’s grip as you fell onto the mattress he put you in.

You look up at Cody. He had crazy written all over his eyes as he trailed down your body. You realize what you wore as you showered earlier and changed into clothes.

An oversized shirt, nothing particular, just plain, and shorts. Cody's hand was wrapped around your ankle. It was like he was in a trance from looking at your body head to toe.

You couldn’t help but tease him a bit, enjoying the way he looked at you. Your feet slide down his clothed chest down to his joggers. You can feel his member throbbing against your feet before you bring it back to his chest. He took a hold of it, kissing the heel of your feet, all while watching you.

“Are you gonna respect me?” Cody asked his previous question to you. You smiled at him and shook your head as you repeated your answer. “Never.”

Cody chuckled as he lowered himself down to him. “Don’t say I never warn you,”’

He kisses you once more, with more lust, while your hand finds his hair again. Your other yanked on the shirt that covered him.

Cody took the hint, pulling off the shirt before placing his lips right on yours again. Your hands roamed around his arms and back, feeling his bare skin. You can feel him shudder against your touch before he begins grinding against you.

You lost track of your breathing as he did this while he worked on his neck. You never felt this needy in your entire life as you began to move your hips against him.

“Cody,” you whispered, though it sounded more like a moan. Cody’s lips pressed barely against your ears, sending you chills. “Tell me what you need, Y/N.” He spoke. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”

You knew you were going to regret this later on. But at the moment, you couldn’t care less. You needed him.

“I want you, Cody. Please.”

Cody groaned before kissing you. His hands went underneath your shirt, massaging your skin before he realized you weren’t wearing a bra, widening his eyes a bit.

He took your shirt as it went flying somewhere. His eyes shifted to your chest as your breast laid perfectly on there.

You let out a sigh as his tongue attached themselves to your breast, playing with them and massaging them with his hand. His other hand, however, slid down to the waistband of your shorts. Your breathing got heavier as he slipped them down inside of you, immediately the wetness he created inside your underwear.

“Holy shittt,” Cody shuddered as he gathered your wetness. “I barely touched you, and this is how bad you need me. You wet for me, baby,”

You could help but moan at the touch of Cody rubbing your clit. You couldn’t help but think about the last time someone touched you, which made you smirk.

“I haven’t been touched in almost a year.” You spoke. You bit your lips, almost whining, when Cody suddenly stopped rubbing your clit.

“You’re lying?” He asked, looking down at you. But you shook your head. You might as well give him the complete honesty you thought.

“It was some random guy I didn’t even finish.” You spoke. Cody stared blankly at you. “You haven’t had an orgasm in almost a year, too?”

You bit your lip again as you shook your head. Cody's eyes closed slowly as he remained silent. At first, you weren’t sure what was going on, but Cody let out a painful moan and opened his eyes. If his eyes couldn’t get darker than before, it was now.

“It’s okay, baby; I’m gonna take care of you.” Cody moaned. “Daddy’s gonna take care of you.”

Your eyes fluttered closed as you let out a moan. You had extreme daddy issues but never to the extent where you would be turned on this badly by Cody calling himself daddy.

Your shorts were pulled off along your panties, leaving you completely naked in front of Cody. His eyes never left you as he spread your legs open and began fingering you.

“Mmm, fuck.” You moaned as you began to feel hotter than before. Your hips began to grind his fingers as he rubbed your clit faster.

When your eyes never opened, Cody’s finger slowed down. “Look at me, keep your eyes opened.”

Your whines were needy; you felt him slow down, but the minute you opened your eyes and looked up at him, he flashed his smile, which you still hated.

“Keep your eyes on me, and I’ll give you what you want, okay baby?”

You nodded. But it wasn’t enough for Cody. “Use your words babygirl.”

You were loving and hating the way he was in control right now. Loved it because of how good it felt and hated it because you knew he would keep this over your head for as long as you lived. But right now, you didn’t care as you spoke, “Yes, Daddy.”

Cody licked his lips at you. “Good girl,” he spoke, then suddenly grabbed you by your legs, scooting you closer to him.

Your eyes went wide, followed by moaning as you saw his head dipped in between your legs, as his tongue slid between your wet folds, licking it.

Your moans filled the room as Cody stared up at you, watching him taste your clit. If you didn’t wake up the neighbor from banging on his door earlier, you probably did right now.

“Baby, don’t stop,” You moaned, letting out a cry. You couldn’t move if you wanted to; Cody had your legs held down.

“Calm down, baby girl,” Cody spoke as you struggled uncontrollably underneath his grip. “Just enjoy my tongue. Enjoy me please you.”

You let out a whine when he said this as you threw your head back, moaning. Your hand found its way to his hair, gripping harshly, causing a vibration throughout your body as he groaned in between your clit.

“Cody?” You spoke out. Cody hums in response as his tongue doesn’t stop the work it’s doing on you. “Cody, I’m… I’m… fuccckkk baby."

The words that left your mouth immediately made Cody know that you were close to your climax, something that you hadn’t had in a while. His remembering that made him pressed harder against your clit, nose touching it as his head shook vigorously against you.

You let out a cry of moans as your back arched once, feeling his fingers slide deep into you. You couldn’t take much longer before feeling what may have been one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had in your entire life.

Your body shook before going stiff a bit, then collapsed your back onto the bed, panting. Cody's head appeared from between as he flashed yet another smile, all while panting.

Somehow, throughout this aura stage, you desperately fought against, you managed to make a snarky comment about it.

“Wipe that stupid smile off your face, asshole,” Cody smirked when you said this and leaned towards you. “You’re gonna still disrespect me?”

A smirk appeared on your lips. Despite your legs being semi-numb, you being in this semi-aura stage, and Cody being a fucking dick but somehow incredibly attractive, you manage to push him onto the bed as your naked body straddle on top of him. Cody was taken back, but his eyes immediately fell onto your body, how you sat on top of him.

“You’re never getting any respect from me,” you spoke before kissing him. You can taste yourself; he grabs hold of your neck, deepening the kiss.

It got out of control momentarily as you two expressed more frustration. You didn’t realize until a second later that you began grinding on top of Cody.

His hands slid down to your hips, moving you against him. You can feel him throbbing against you, causing you to moan.

“You’re so sexy,” Cody moaned out as you let out whimpers in his ears. “So fucking beautiful.”

You felt butterflies in your stomach as he said this. It felt weird. Having him say things like that to you and receiving butterflies was new to you. He always made you sick.

Now, it was the opposite, but you pushed it to the side as you got off of him and placed his hand on the waistband of his pants.

Cody helped you pull his pants off, along with his boxers. You unintentionally bite your lips at the size of his member.

You finally understood him, understood why he was always so cocky and why his ego was so big. It was as big as his member. And it came out as he looked at you, smirking. You were looking at it longer than expected.

“What’s that matter? Never fuck a big cock before?”

You smirk before straddling back on him. “I can put my clothes back on and leave.” You spoke. Cody smiled at you. “But you’re not.”

You immediately shut him up by kissing him. You felt relaxed as you sat on his member. However, the two of you let out a moan as he moved your hips, grinding you against him.

“I can feel you clenching, and you're not even in me,” He moaned as he looked up at you, enjoying yourself on him. It was the hottest thing he’s ever seen. Your eyes were closed as you concentrated on the feeling of him.

You let out a whine as Cody stopped you, but suddenly let out a loud moan as he rubbed his cock on your clit before inserting himself in you.

Both of you two let out a gasp. A part you thought you could handle the size, but you were wrong. And you weren’t helping Cody either as you clenched around him. “Fuck you’re so tight; stop clenching around me, or else I’m going cum.”

You felt yourself wanting another orgasm as you started bouncing on his member. Moans filled the room as the two looked at each other.

Cody concentrated on you as you looked down at him with your hands pinned onto his chest. His hand was on your breast, massaging it, while his other hand smacked down on your ass, causing you to moan loudly.

“Talk to me, baby,” You spoke as you enjoyed yourself on his cock. Cody smirked as he watched you please yourself. “I love how you take my cock, baby, you’re so pretty.”

Your head threw back. “Your cock feels amazing, fuck!”

“Yeah, that’s baby girl, keep going.” Cody moaned. You could help but scream in pleasure when he held you in place and started fucking in pace.

“Oh gosh, just like that.” You moaned. Cody groaned before sliding his arm around your waist and flipping you over.

You now looked up at him as clapping sounds filled the room with your moans. “Fuck you’re so hot!” You moaned, watching him spread your legs apart and deepen his cock in you.

“Shittt, Y/N,” Cody spoke. “You have no idea how bad I dreamt about fucking your tight pussy of yours.”

Your mind was too dizzy even to comprehend what Cody said. Much less, you couldn’t understand what you were saying. You just wanted to finish.

“Yeah, tell me more,” You moaned as you swore you felt Cody’s cock twitch as you said this.

“The amount of times you left me hard. The way I wanted to fuck your ignorant ass out of you. I even jerk off at the thought of it.”

“Cody, fuck!!” You cried out as you felt your orgasm coming. You started clenching more than before, indicating to Cody that you were about to reach your climax.

He hovers over you, slamming himself in you as he reaches your G-spot. Your legs were numb; all you felt was him and only him.

“Cody, I’m close, baby!” You moaned. The way Cody was moaning in your ears wasn’t helping as your hands flew on his back, nails digging into it.

“I’m gonna cum baby.” Cody moaned in your ears. You kissed on his shoulders, holding on to him. “Cum in me, baby.”

“Yeah, you want me to cum in you?” He said, looking at you. “You’re such a slut, shit, come on baby, finish on my cock.”

Your breast pressed against his chest as you reached your second orgasm. You moaned louder than expected when you felt him shoot himself inside of you, cumming. You thank the lord for birth control; otherwise, you would have been pregnant right there and then.

Cody pulled himself out, and as you felt him leaking out of you, he lay next to you as the two of you panted.

It now hit you. You fucked Cody Rhodes. The guy you truly despised. The guy who made your life a living hell.

Cody looked at you, watching your expression as he realized what had happened. You looked over at him, and eventually, that hatred for him appeared right there when he flashed another stupid smile.

“Are you gonna show me respect?” He asked, fully aware of your answer. You answered anyway, panting still but shaking your head at him.

“Never.”

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damiansgoodgirll · 5 months

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rhea driving and reader falling asleep on damian please

I LOVE THIS REQUEST

damian priest x reader

sweet dreams (are made of this)

it was raining outside and even if it was recommended to stay at home and to do not drive in that weather you and the rest of the judgment day had a show to do and a city that was waiting for you.

finn was the only one smart enough as he left the day before, knowing that there was a storm coming in and when he offered to drive you all declined it saying that you would be leaving the day before the match as it was only a few cities away.

worst idea ever.

rhea loved driving but not in that kind of weather.

dom was in passenger seat giving rhea directions but with that kind of weather it was pretty hard to see the road.

thankfully it was only 10 in the morning even if it felt like it was 10 p.m. due to how dark and scary the sky looked.

“guys…there’s a starbucks a few miles away, i think we should go and wait for this storm to stop” rhea suggested and you all agreed with her.

damian was sitting in the backseat with you and he felt how anxious you were getting. you loved rainy days but driving in this weather? absolutely no.

and he knew that too.

so once you stopped at starbucks you spent there a good three hours waiting for the weather to change. it never stopped raining and the sky was still grey but thankfully it wasn’t thundering anymore so you could continue your voyage.

the car ride was longer than you all imagined. it was only four hours but those four hours became almost seven and it was already night when you started to feel tired.

you tried to stay awake as long as possible, chatting with dom and damian while rhea was singing some of her rock songs. at one point she even let you change music just to keep you awake but nothing was working anymore.

the dark sky and the rain outside were like a lullaby to you and before you knew you fell asleep.

on damian’s shoulder.

he smiled when he saw how close to his body you were and he even took the blanket off of dominik just to lay it over your body.

“what the hell?” he almost shouted but received a deadly look from damian.

“don’t scream…she’s sleeping” damian whispered and rhea smirked at him.

“you have a soft spot for her damian…everyone knows…” she said smiling.

“what?”

“he’s in love with her mami” dom teased damian and even if he wanted to punch him in the face there was no way he was going to deny it. he was in love with you and he had a soft spot for you.

he loved how close you two got and he wouldn’t change it.

“he’s not denying it…” rhea said.

“i’m not…cause it’s true” he confessed, hearing the fake gasps from dom and rhea.

“you should tell her…i mean the way she’s clinging to you makes me think she might have a crush for you too” dom said.

but damian was reluctant about it.

there was a chance you would love him back and there was a chance you would hate him forever and he didn’t want to risk it all.

“and i also think we should switch rooms…dom you’re staying with me, damian you’re staying with her…that’s a perfect way to bond together, better” rhea winked at damian.

he was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice the way his arm was holding you closer to his body and how his fingers were massaging your hair. it felt natural to him and he wished it could be like that forever.

“i’ll see what to do when we get there…” he whispered, wanting to quit the chatting just to live off the moment of having you so close.

hoping that nothing would change once he confess.

little did he know that you woke up in the middle of their conversation and that you heard every single word.

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punksdoll · 4 months

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Hi, I really enjoyed reading your writings about Damian Priest. I was wondering if you could please do one with Damian x fem! Reader where she has a longtime crush on him, and gets called up from NXT to RAW. She's super shy & nervous to talk to him. Her & Liv are in catering one day & she spots Damian sitting with the rest of TJD, Liv catches her staring at him & teases her. Rhea is her close friend from NXT & catches it as well & tries to encourage her to talk to him. She tries at that time in catering, but fails the first time due to nervousness & a crowd being there (TJD). Rhea helps her outside of work, and she sums up the courage & tries again next time, succeeds & they end up together in the end? Sorry it's long, but take your time writing this, thanks <3

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𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒊𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒎<𝟑 𝒊 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅<𝟑

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝑹𝒉𝒆𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒉𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

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“These meatballs are really good, you sure you don’t want some?” Liv asks Y/n while holding up a meatball to her mouth.

Y/n looks down at the meatball before shaking her head and trailing her eyes back to something—someone.

Liv looks over and smirks, looking back at Y/n. “You have been staring at that man since he got here, might as well talk to him.” Liv nudges her and y/n gives her a shake of her head.

“Hell no.” Y/n immediately objects, “That’s never going to happen.”

Liv huffs, “why not? the more you ogle at him, the less chance you’ll have with him.” She pops another meatball in her mouth, “and i’ve heard stuff.”

Y/n gives her a slide glance, “what stuff?”

“Your chance might be too lateee…” Liv trails off and y/n feels her heart drop at that.

She has liked that man since the beginning of her wrestling career at nxt. When news spread that he left and moved up to raw, she would admit that it hurt knowing she would never have a chance to see him or maybe even talk to him at some point. But now that she’s at raw and finding out something might be going on with him and someone else? Makes her heart hurt even more. She’s waited her whole nxt career to get up here to just to see him and pump herself up to talk to him.

Y/n looks at her then back at Damian and when she does, her heart drops. He’s talking to Jackie Redmond, a new interviewer. She watches as Damian lets out a laugh at someone she had said.

“Yeah you should definitely talk to him.” Y/n and Liv both hear a different voice and look over to see Rhea sitting down with them. “because next thing you know, he’s falling in love with another woman that’s not you.”

Y/n stares at Rhea who gives her a look before looking back at Damian, “why do you care? why are you even talking to me? did you forget? you stopped talking with me the minute you got a name for yourself.”

“I don’t want to see my old friend hurting when she realizes that he has eyes for another woman.” Rhea shrugs as she sits back.

Y/n looks at Damian then at Rhea before sighing, “How do i even talk to him?”

“C’mon.” Rhea stands up and y/n looks at Liv who nods. Y/n gets up and follows Rhea who is walking over to the table that has her other fellow jd members sitting at, Damian walking over as well.

“What are we doing…?” Y/n questions.

“You will be talking to him.” Rhea simply says as they finally reach the table and she sits down, y/n following after quickly.

“Who’s this?” Dominik is the first to notice a non jd member as all eyes go towards y/n who immediately gets nervous and shrinks herself a bit, feeling Damian’s eyes as well once he sits down.

“My friend from nxt.” Rhea replies, nudging her foot with y/n.

“y/n.” She replies as she keeps her eyes down onto her lap.

“Oh yeah we heard about you…” Damian voices come through and y/n immediately looks up and stares at him. “You made a name for yourself in nxt.”

Y/n nods slowly, “yeah…” she trails off nervously.

Rhea gives her a side glance as they all get into their own conversation. Rhea keeps nudging her foot with y/n, trying to get her to talk to Damian who is simply enjoying his food while keeping his ears open to the conversation that Finn, Dominik, and Rhea are having. Y/n looks at him and opens her mouth but closes it immediately as he leans up to look at his friends.

“Don’t we got a match later on tonight?” Damian asks Finn who nods.

“Of course we do, we always do.” Finn chuckles.

Damian smirks and goes back to eating his food and Rhea nudges her harder this time but y/n just shakes her head and stands up, “i’ll catch you later Rhea.”

Y/n rushes off and out of catering as Rhea watches her walk away in annoyance.

•••

“You disappoint me.” Rhea says the minute y/n opens up her hotel room door and invites herself in.

“Welcome…?” Y/n raises an eyebrow and closes the door, following Rhea.

“You had your chance y/n, why in hell didn’t you take it?” Rhea frowns as they both sit down on the couch.

“I got nervous…” Y/n sinks into the couch, “and i knew eyes would be on me so that made me even more nervous than regular nervous.”

“that doesn’t make sense…” Rhea raises an eyebrow.

“You wouldn’t understand because you’re confident and you know that you look good…and you just don’t care.” Y/n frowns.

“That’s because i think about how life will still move on normally even if it does go wrong,” rhea shrugs.

Y/n looks at her and sighs, “you’re not an over thinker that’s why.”

“your making excuses.” Rhea smirks, “just because i may not seem like it doesn’t mean i’m not.”

Y/n sighs, “how are you gonna help me?”

“I’m his best friend, i know quite well.” Rhea smirks, “Starting with us taking a road trip together to the airport.”

“Wait what?” Y/n looks at her with a raised eyebrow.

“They know and they don’t mind. I made some excuse, let’s go.” Rhea stands up, “We got a lot to talk you through about.”

•••

“He might look imitating, but trust me,” rhea pops some grapes in her mouth, “he’s an actual sweetheart.”

Y/n glances over at Rhea then looks back at the road as she drives them to the airport. “maybe that’s just because yall are friends.” Y/n suggests and Rhea immediately gives her a look.

“Stop making excuses.” Rhea says sternly, “I know the man and I know him well. He would never hurt a fly unless he really has to.” Rhea smirks.

“What does that mean?” Y/n tilts her head to the side.

“Just know he is an absolute sweetheart who will show you respect if you show him respect, simple.” Rhea holds a grape up towards y/n’s mouth.

Y/n takes it and chews on it as she furrows her eyebrows, “what do i even say to him if i end up talking to him?”

“He has a match tomorrow night, bring it up and tell him good luck.” Rhea shrugs, “Every time he has a match, always tell him good luck. His interest in you will go up and he will want to talk to you more.” She winks.

Y/n nods slowly, “ok…”

•••

Y/n watches as Damian is getting himself pumped up for his match against Jey Uso today. She could feel her nervousness bubbling in her but less then before as she takes notice that he isn’t with any one of the jd members. She takes in a deep breath and marches herself over there.

Never back down never what?

“Never give up.” Y/n smirks before dropping it as she gets to Damian.

 Damian looks over and smiles, “y/n right? Rhea’s friend?”

Y/n nods slowly, “yeah Rhea’s friend.” She clears her throat and looks at his gear, “I hear that you have a match today…”

Damian hums and nods, “yeah against Jey Uso over our feud we got going on.” He nods as he wraps his belt around his waist.

“Would you like some help?” Y/n blurts out and immediately panics as Damian turns his head towards her, “Unless you have it, it’s fine if you do. You don’t even need my help, you have been having this title for so long that you probably get used to the struggle…” y/n rambles on in panic.

Damian watches her, amused. “Sure.”

Y/n shuts up immediately and looks at Damian with wide eyes, “really?”

“Sure why not,” he hands over one of his titles.

Y/n eyes widened even more as she looks at the title then back at Damian who gives her a nod. With shaky hands, y/n wraps the title around his waist and feels herself burn up in the face at the close proximity. She pulls back and clicks the belt together before taking a step back as Damian turns towards her. “How do i look?”

Y/n smiles, “like a champ…” she nods as she tries slowing down her heart rate.

Damian chuckles and grabs his jacket, putting it on. “Will you be watching?”

Y/n tilts her head, “your match?” She questions. Damian nods and y/n ponders before nodding slowly, “Of course…i’ll be rooting for you.”

Damian smiles and grabs his other title, “I’ll be dedicating my win for you then.” Damian says.

“Good luck!” Y/n watches as he walks away.

“Thanks!”

•••

That became a routine. Every time when Damian had a match, y/n would get herself pumped up to go and talk with him. She’d put on his belt, he’d ask if she’ll watch his match, she’ll say she’ll be rooting for him, he says he’ll be dedicating his win to her, and she leaves it off with a good luck.

Y/n could feel herself slowly getting comfortable with him as the days went on and as their routine kept going. She could feel her feelings for him get stronger and she was always thinking the unthinkable everytime they did their routine.

Ask him out.

Ask him for dinner.

Ask him to go out to get a drink.

etcetera etcetera etcetera.

That thought would always vanish though as the thought of rejection would overthrow every other thought that she had.

“There she is.” Damian smirks as he watches y/n rush over to their little hangout spot. “I was beginning to think that you weren’t coming.”

Y/n raises an eyebrow, “the day that i stop coming is the day i stop working.” Y/n grabs his title and wraps it around him. “Who are you fighting today?”

“Kevin Owens.” Damian says as she pats his back, letting him know he can turn around now. “You gonna watch?”

Y/n smiles, “nah.” She teases.

Damian immediately narrows his eyes, “the hell not? you watching someone else?”

Y/n giggles and shakes her head, “i’m just kidding. yes i will be watching. rooting for you.” Y/n smiles.

“i’ll win just for you and after…” Damian suddenly looks nervously as he puts on his jacket, “maybe we can go out to celebrate after i win?”

Y/n feels her heart flutter, “are you asking me out?”

Damian smiles a bit and nods, “yeah…i am.”

Y/n smiles and nods, “i would love that then.”

Damian smiles and grabs his title, “i’ll meet you here after?”

Y/n smiles and leans over to give his cheek a kiss, “good luck…”

Y/n walks away quickly, all giddy inside. “Wait so are you?!” Damian calls out to her with a big smile on his face.

“Yup!” Y/n calls back as she rushes away.

Damian watches her with a smile, feeling his own giddiness inside him.

#wwe imagine #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe x reader #wwe one shot #wwe superstars #damian priest x reader #wwe damian priest #damian priest imagine #damian priest #the judgement day #wwe judgement day #damianpriest

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saintsvenust · 9 months

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fav fic recommendations of july <33 💌

ₓ˚. ୭ .WRITERS MENTIONED ₓ˚. ୭

@heart4reigns, @fict1onallyobsessed, @uceyreiignss @damiansgoodgirll

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ h e a r t 4 r e i g n s ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

→ chances , roman reigns

→ dragged , roman reigns

→ double trouble , roman reigns

→ sick days , roman reigns

→ game , roman reigns

→ home , roman reigns

→ silly crush , roman reigns

→ untouchable , jey uso

→ untouchable , jey uso (ii)

→ protective , solo sikoa

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ f i c 1 o n a l l y o b s e s s e d ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

→ emotional , rhea ripley

→ didn't i say so? , rhea ripley

→ girlfriend behind closed doors , rhea ripley

→ spider manic , rhea ripley

→ girlfriend reveal , rhea ripley

→ higher, further, faster, baby , rhea ripley

→ i'd get on one knee for her , rhea ripley

→ i hate leaving you alone , rhea ripley

→ h'cs - cooking w/ rhea , rhea ripley

→ h'cs - rhea w/ an actress , rhea ripley

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ u c e y r e i i g n s ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

→ forgotten kisses , roman reigns

→ you saved my life , dominik mysterio

→ club penguin , dominik mysterio

→ warm feet , dominik mysterio

ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ d a m i a n s g o o d g i r l l ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ

→ where are my shoes , the judgement day

→ mi vida, mi amor , damian priest

→ love & thunder , rhea ripley

→ can't keep my hands to myself , damian priest

→ aftercare , damian priest

→ hold me please , damian priest

→ money in the bank , damian priest

→ are you pregnant? , jey uso

→ sunshine , jey uso

→ through hell w/ you , jimmy uso

p.s - Y'ALLS WRITING IS JUST AMAZINGGGG AND IM SO GLAD IT GOT ME BACK INTO MY READING AGAIN, GIVING YA'LL THE BIGGEST HUGS 💗💗💗

#wwe raw #damian priest x reader #roman reigns x reader #rhea ripley x reader #jey uso x reader #dominik mysterio x reader #wwe fanfic recommendations

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call-me-a-simp · 10 months

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i love your writings so so so so much ❤️❤️❤️

can you please make rhea and damian x reader where maybe they had been too rough or too hard punishing reader and she has to safeword because when she told them to stop they wouldn’t? and they go from being mean to super soft and taking care of reader like readers shaking and crying because she was in too much pain but they ended up taking care of her 🙏

Safeword (Rhea Ripley x Reader x Damian Priest)

Tw: rough sex, anal fucking, whips, use of safeword

You were laying in bed together, spending some quality time with each other when your girlfriend Rhea decided it was time for some soft sex. Usually you were quite rough in bed, especially when your boyfriend Damian joined you. Together they always pushed you to the edge. But you trusted them, knowing they'd always stop when you used your safeword and that they would care for you and apologize.

"I love you" Rhea murmurs as she gently trails kisses down your neck. She was on top and you were holding here tight, caressing every inch of her body. "I love you too" you whisper in between kisses. "Then show me" she smirks and surprisingly but still carefully pushes her index finger inside of your pussy.

"Mmhh" you moan quietly. Rhea smiles and gently pushes in and out while still kissing you and whispering sweet nothings. It were just a few minutes until you hear the front door being opened. "Shit" you curse under your breath and make attempts to get out of bed but Rhea keeps you down. She tells you not to worry and that a little punishment was worth the time you had. Plus, she didn't like keeping secrets from your boyfriend.

Damian walks in on you still making out with your girlfriend. You lock eyes and you can instantly see the anger in his eyes. "Didn't I tell you not to fuck with anybody without my consent?" he growls. "I- " but Rhea cuts you off in an attempt to calm Damian down, saying it was her idea and that you didn't do anything. "Guess I won't go that hard on you then" she smiles and takes of his shirt. He crawls into bed next to you, wraps his arms around you and kisses you. "You weren't scared, were you?" he whispers. "Maybe a little" you admit and grin.

You joke around a little until your girlfriend starts to complain that she's horny. Damian and you look at each other, quietly agreeing to give her what she wants. "Come here love" you say and pat between you legs. Rhea sits down with her back against your chest and her head on your shoulder. You tilt her chin up a little so you could kiss her while Damian took off the rest of his clothes.

Rhea takes one of your hands in hers and guides it to her breast while you sneak the other one down to play with her clit. "Good girls" Damian praises as he strokes himself a few times. He aligns the tip of his cock at Rhea's entrance and she moans a little when she feels him. Priest pulls you away from your girlfriend to kiss you and pushes into Rhea carefully. "Huhh" Rhea breathes out loud and let's her head fall back against your shoulder.

Your hands keep roaming her upper body, while Damian goes faster and harder on her. "I- ahh I'm coming" Rhea moans but your boyfriend dares her not to cum until he allows her to. "Fuck you Damian, I can do whatever I want" she curses and releases. You chuckle but Damian looks a little pissed. He grabs her by the throat and squeezes it, making her gasp in shock and look at him. "You made a mistake Ripley" he warns her. She pushes him off "What'cha wanna do huh?" she challenges him with a grin. "Oh, I know I can't do anything against you, but y/n, hell ye she doesn't stand a chance" he smirks. "Ohh only if I get to have fun too" she counters back and they both look at you with a devilish grin.

"Go ahead, I can take the both of you" you challenge them and crawl over to Rhea, sitting down on her lap facing her. "What do you have in mind?" you tease her and start grinding on her lap. "Stop that y/n" Damian warns you and pulls you off of Rhea, pushing you down on the bed. "Or did you forget who's in charge?" you shake your head slightly "No, I didn't" "Good girl" he praises you with a quick kiss.

Rhea bends over to kiss you passionately and plays with your breasts while Damian got to work on your clit. "same safeword?" Rhea whispers against your lips. You hum in agreement and feel Damian aligning the tip of his cock at your entrance. Your hand wanders down in an attempt to slow him down but he already pushes into you. You break the kiss with Rhea so gasp for air and let out a surprised yelp. "Shh sh" Damian shushes you and leans down to kiss you, pressing Rhea down onto you chest, but she doesn't complain as it's secretly one of her favorite spots.

"Got an idea" Rhea whispers as Damian gets off her and she can move again. She gets up and grabs a whip from your toy stash. "Don't be too harsh, okay?" you manage to breathe out in her direction while your boyfriend increases his pace. "Ten hits alright? And I want you to count out loud" Rhea offers you. You nod and inhale sharply as Damian unexpectedly pushes in harder than before. "Damian please" you press out. "Not that hard today" but he seems to ignore you, or didn't he hear you? Instead he slaps your ass like he wants you to shut up.

"What are you waiting for Rhea" he chuckles. He pulls out, picks up your legs and pins them next to your head so your butt was sticking up in the air. "Damian please, no" you whine, knowing what he was about to do. This time you were sure he heard you and just didn't listen. "at least he's careful" you think as he slowly began to fuck your ass. A sting runs through your body as Rhea hits you for the first time. "Argh- One" you whimper. "Two- ugh" a single tear falls. Damian goes faster, you could tell he was about to cum by the way he was panting and moaning. "Ahh three" you shout as Rhea hits you harder this time. Damian pulls out again to let your legs down.

This time he shows no mercy as he fucks your pussy again. Rhea also hits you harder than before and everything just gets too much as you shout for them to stop. "Stop it! Damian, Rhea!" but they don't. Damian even increases his speed and fucks you even harder. "Stop! STOP!Stop it, STOP IT!" you scream. But again he doesn't listen. Rhea hits you hard again before she notices that you might be serious, as tears are streaming down your face now. "Red! RED RED RED!" you scream on top of your lungs now and try to push Damian off.

Only now he realizes that he went to far and pulls out. "Y/n I- I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" he stutters but you cut him off "Out! Get out, I SAID GET. OUT!" you scream and try to get space between you and him. He slowly gets off the bed and leaves, closing the door behind him. "God what have I done" he whispers to himself, knowing he went too far this time and that you needed space now. Rhea just stands in the corner of your bedroom, completely helpless. She doesn't know what to do or say so she very carefully approaches you.

You were laying on the bed, knees tucked up to your chest. Your back was facing her and you were shaking and crying because of the pain they caused you. "Y/n.. Baby hey.."she whispers soothingly. "I uh- I'm not sure what to do or say right now but I want you to know that we didn't mean to push it this far" she continues and carefully places a hand on your hip to let you know she's there. You flinch at the contact and Rhea retracts her hand a little but decides against it then and places it back on your hip. "Baby.." she stumbles, scared to loose you. "Hey come here, you don't need to get through this alone.." She tries to calm you and gently pulls you towards her.

After a few seconds you give in and snuggle up to her, hugging her tight and crying into her shoulder. "Why didn't you stop?" you sob. "It was already too late when I noticed you were serious, I'm sorry.." your girlfriend admits and strokes your back. You hear a knock and Damian asking quietly if he can come back in. Rhea agrees and he hesitantly opens the door. "Hey.." he says and slowly approaches you. You stiffen up and cling a little tighter to Rhea, afraid of his touch. "I'm so sorry.. I don't know what's gotten into me.." he whispers. As you don't react he gently touches your hand. You flinch a little again but allow the touch. Damian holds your hand for a while, glad he didn't fuck up completely. "Can I hug you?" he then asks quietly and you nod. Releasing Rhea from your grip you move over and hug him back. He holds you tight and you feel a few tears running down your skin as he buries his head in the crook of your neck. "I am so incredibly sorry baby" he mutters and hugs you even tighter. "It's okay Damian, it was a mistake" you reply, so quietly he almost couldn't hear it.

You let go of him again to lay down between your two partners. Cuddling with Rhea, your head on her chest, Damian wraps his arms around you from behind. "I know I fucked up but I promise, I'll always listen to you from now on" he whispers and kisses your neck. "I know baby" you say and take his hand in yours. "I never doubted that but in that moment it just was all too much" you explain. Rhea strokes your head a little until she's sure you're asleep. Damian and her stay awake a bit longer, talking about what happened today, what the trigger was and how they could have helped you better. In the end they also fell asleep, promising each other to never let that happen again.

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Little oneshot with Damian and Rhea, hope you enjoy :)

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goldenfoxe · 11 months

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Their devil, Her angel

PART ONE

Be sure to read the warnings and tags

Pairing: Damien Priest x Babyface!reader

tags: injuries talked about in detail, reader passes out from pain and bloodloss, deep cuts, medical innaccuracies (sorry to medical workers. love yall)

based off the following ask:

can you write about damian priest x babyface!reader where she lays in the ring after a match and priest appears there and carries her like INDEX

This was her moment. She was finally the main event of WrestleMania. She had planned to make it quick. Get in the ring and take the title from Asuka. She had trained for months and months to make sure she could avoid Asuka’s mist, to make sure she could get the win. What she hadn’t expected was to be slammed into the steel steps and for Asuka to pull out a blade and slash at her wildly while the referee was distracted. She hadn’t exactly prepared to have blood in her eyes. Mist? Yes, she had prepared for that. Had made a mist of her own and trained herself to fight against it just in case she didn’t escape the mist in time. And she definitely wasn’t prepared to receive so many blows to the head while being lightheaded due to her loss of blood that between one moment and the next, she was pinned. She had failed at what she set out to do. Her first main event of WrestleMania. Her first big chance. And she failed. So, she gave up, she let herself drift off, didn’t care about the blood pouring out of her head and onto the mat anymore as she passed out.

Damien didn’t exactly know what he was doing as he stormed his way from the locker rooms to the gorilla. He knew they had agreed to keep their relationship a secret, for both of their sakes, but the second he saw Asuka pull out that knife, the second he saw the blood pouring from y/n’s wounds, he saw red. He waited to see if y/n would push through if she would be able to make it, but the second Asuka pinned her and she didn't get back up, he ran from the gorilla and straight for the ring. He picked y/n up bridal style, holding her to his chest as he slid out of the ring and pushed past the medical staff with a growl. He rushed her into the medical room, staff running behind him. “Please be okay princesa” he was on the verge of tears, holding her hand and refusing to let the medics pull him away from her. They started wetting rags and cleaning her wounds. By the time they were finished, Damien was ready to kill Asuka. As if the cut on her arm that was so bad that it reached the layer of fat beneath her skin was enough, there was a chunk of her lip missing entirely, along with a piece of her ear. There was a rather large gash across her face that just barely missed her eyes. She was lucky Damien ran in as fast as he did to rush her to the medic room.

~~~~

It was hours later, after the medics had stopped the worst of the bleeding and y/n had been transferred to the hospital that she was completely patched up. The hospital insisted on keeping her overnight to monitor her and so when she took a nap Damien went to the hotel they were both staying at and gathered her toiletries along with some more comfortable clothes for her to wear since she was stuck in a hospital gown. He didn’t bother grabbing any of his stuff, simply rushing to the hospital so he could be by her side the second she woke up. Once he got there he changed her into more comfortable clothes and sat in the chair beside her bed.

~~~~~

She woke up, not quite remembering anything before she passed out and set up, Damien immediately stood from his chair and rushed to her side. “I'm here Princesa, you’re okay.” he gently sat beside her on the bed, holding her hand “What do you remember?”

She furrowed her brows, “uh I was fighting Asuka and she had a knife, and next thing I knew I was passed out on the mat.” she squeezed his hand, wincing at the pain in her arm as she tried to use it to move closer to Damien

“Careful darling, your arm got pretty messed up,” he explains, gently helping her move closer to him. “How’s your head feeling?” he asks and sighs softly when she simply leans into him, mumbling out a soft “hurts”

He adjusts her in his arms, gently kissing her head “I’m so sorry princesa I should’ve come out there as soon as I saw that knife”

“It’s okay Damien, it was my fight, not yours. I'm not upset I promise.” she says softly, leaning up a little and kissing his cheek “I love you, darling”

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buckysdolls · 11 months

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Bodyguard

Damian Priest Oneshot

TW: Not a lot lol, some kissing now and then.

Summary: Reader ends up hurt somehow during the match like she took a hit during the match (not a tag team match) and protective judgment day but mostly protective Damian.

A/N: Thank you for the prompt @judgementdayfan1

Also, shall I make a Damian Priest series? PLEASE COMMENT YES OR NO!

You'd worked so tirelessly for this moment, fighting for the Raw Women’s Championship. The management had entrusted you with being a part of the Judgement Day and to utilise it to your advantage seeing as management were high on them. Being part of the Judgement Day had soared you to heights you never expected both professionally and personally. As soon as you joined the stable Damian took you under his wing, you felt at times he had become your personal bodyguard, during matches he was there to protect you, obviously as part of the storyline. When dues who you’d rejected kept trying to flirt with you he was always ready to tell them to jog on or scare them off, both wrestling guys, fans and random memebers of the public. It made you think, if he was protecting you from other guys was there a reaosn for it? You couldn't deny how handsome he was and how you wouldn’t say no to anything that may happen with him. But underneath all that you were just so thankful to be able to learn from a veteran like him. As soon as Priest was informed about a new person joining The Judgment Day he was hesitant, he didn’t really think the group needed a new member. When he was told it was you he quickly ate his words, he liked you. You were already estbalished in the business and knew what you were doing so he knew you wolnd’t ruin The Judgement Day’s rep. The both of you had communicated before, whenever he visited the performance centre you’d always exchange greetings and a light hearted conversation. He always liked your ínstagram pictures and occasionally left a flirty comment or emoji.

So naturally when you joined the group he continued to flirt and as time grew… he was besotted with you. He admired your work ethic, most importantly he worshipped who you were as a person. He idolised how sweet and kind-hearted you were, nobody backstage had a bad word to say about you. The first time he kissed you you didn't want to act on your desires, you didn't want it to ruin your chances of success.

The second time was harder to resist, he had you alone and cornered in the men's locker room. One hand hoisting up your leg as he whispered how stunning you were into your ear. The nervous jitters of getting caught redhanded had been swept away by the confidence that Priest gave you when you were around him.

"If I could take you right here and now…" Priest ran his fingers down your chest until he reached the laces on your gear, slowly untying it and licking his lips as he cauht sight of your cleavege.

"Why don't you hmm?" Every moment spent with him only increased your willingness to be daring and free. Priest had brought a different side out of you, that's why in moments like this with Damian you surprised yourself.

"Think you can handle me?" His low guttural whisper sent electric shivers down your spine. You closed your eyes soaking up every kiss that he tenderly planted across your neck and roaming down to your chest causing you to groan in pleasure. By the third, fourth and fifth time it became quite obvious to other people that you and Damian were probably now exclusive as you didn't try to hide it anymore. He was happy walking around with your hand in his, his arm over your shoulder or around your waist.

Priest, Balor, Dom they were all proud of you for reaching this moment of your career. The match was running smoothly, the crowd was lapping it up, Rhea was playing her sordid role, perfectly helping you out at certain points when the ref was looking away. That was until it went black for you. Rhea winced as she had a front row seat at you landing on your head. She observed closely by leaning on the apron and noticed there wasn't much movement on your end. As Damian watched backstage he had a feeling from Rhea's face that perhaps something wasn't right, it wasn't until he locked eyes with Hunter who wore a worried face that he knew something wasn't right.

"Refs thrown up the X" Priest heard management called out as it came through their ear piece. Priest sprung into action about to walk through the curtains. Balor instantly held him back worried how Priest's reaction would reflect upon their storyline.

"Don't break kayfabe"

"I'm not leaving her out there alone" Priest removed Finn's hand that held him back. He turned to Hunter and offered him a pleading look.

"Rhea's got her" Finn attempted on keeping Priest level headed.

"Go. We can work it into the JD storyline" Hunter's words had barely left his lips as Damian sprinted through the curtains, down the ramp and sliding into the ring to be next to you. As soon as Rhea saw Damian she too joined in the ring. Rhea in role approached Bianca, your opponent, and squared up to her to allow the medical team and Pries to bring you around.The ref informed Rhea to attack Bianca to allow Bianca to win Via DQ.

Priest waited for the doctor's confirmation that he could carry you in his arms to the back, as the cameras followed Rhea and Priest continued to stay in role, to make it seem part of the programme for those watching at home. You didn't know what had happened until you woke up in the medical room. The squeeze you felt on your hand is what helped you to refocus your blurred eyesight. It was Damian's hand in yours, just knowing he was with you squashed some of your worries.

"What happened?" You groaned in discomfort, Damian shhh'd you, brushing your hair away from your face. You’d hardly seen Damian be so soft before, you were used to his tough guy, flirty persona. Priest was concerned about you, he’d never really loved anyone as hard as he did you.

"You had an accident in the ring. Doctors say it's a concussion” Priest lingered his lips on your forehead after he kissed it.

"Yeah, I do feel sick you know” breathing heavily you slowly sat up with the assist from Damian. He perched on the end of the medical bed sitting in front of you soothingly rubbing your leg.

"You still look sexy in a concussed state"

"You don't need to give me sympathy compliments" You frowned, stroking your temples.

"I'm serious!" Priest widened his eyes. Your puppy dog eyes and frown only made Priest chuckle.

“Have they said how long, I’ll be out for?”

“Four weeks”

“Four weeks!” your mouth hung open before you slowly leant forward leaning your head on Damian’s chest wallowing in your own self pity. This would be the first time in over a year you took that much time off from work.

“You need to recover, if you throw yourself in you’ll cause more damage” Priest muscels wraaped around you, and as he did you adjusted yourself so you were sat on Priest, your legs wrapped around his midsection, like a koala bear clinging to its tree. You huffed the most loud and dramtic sigh.

“The time will fly by. And it’s only four weeks of non-contact, you’ll still be able to be out in the ring during props and at rigside.” All that left your mouth was grumpy ‘mmm’

The door creaked open, Rhea, Balor and Dom all popped their heads round with a mixture of relieved and anxious faces. You instantly smiled at them in an attempt to tranquil their minds.

“I’m alive” You rolled your eyes, continuing to smile. You and Priest unravelled yoursleves from each other up to allow the others to get closer to you, Rhea instantly engulfed you in a hug.

“Yo, she’s delicate” Priest playfully called out as Rhea’s hug almost winded you.

“I’m sorry, I’m just so glad you’re okay. Dude, it was so hard to contain my panic face and not break character out there”

The four of them stuck around with you until the medical team allowed you to go.

"C'mon, let's go. You can watch me sprint down the ramp to check on you and see the pure worry on my face" You leaned into Priest for not only support but for a hug. The comfort he brought you when you were in his embrace made you feel like you were at home. The other three joined in with the hug, having them made you feel lucky to be a part of this small little family.

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84reedsy · 17 days

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I've got another and there's some sort of a pattern for this one!

Undertaker, Rhea Ripley & Damian Priest (bisexual undertaker 😭)

my chance at redemption! F*ck: Rhea Ripley (ugh, can she PLEASE pin me like that? She can top allllllll day) Marry: Damian Priest (Bi dudes are literally the best, if you haven't tried one, I highly recommend it. Also his voice how I sexually identify and I don't even know what that means) Kill: Undertaker (My precious OG emo dude, I still love you tho)

#reedsy answers asks #wrestling #fmk #I'm still thinking about Rhea's pinfalls #because if I think about Damian's voice saying things Imma drop on the spot #damian priest #rhea ripley #undertaker

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joy-of-life88 · 11 months

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Inked Temptation [a Damian Priest story] 6 A chance to explain

Damian POV

I could not believe my ears. Her fiancé? Therefore, she had fooled me all this time. So much for not having a boyfriend in ages! I felt so stupid. I stared at Ellie for a second. Her face clearly showed how shocked she was.

"I need to get out of here." I muttered, basically running for the door.

"Damian wait! It's not what it looks like. I swear he's not-" Ellie began as she followed me and grabbed my hand.

I tore myself away and gave her a nasty glare. I didn't feel like listening to her excuses. She had obviously lied to me more than once. Why would I want to hear more of it?

"Leave me alone, Ellie! I don't want to hear it. I'm not going to help you cheat." I said as I got in the car and drove away without looking back.

I was so pissed. And I was confused. And I felt taken advantage of and I felt betrayed. So many feelings all at once. My head was spinning. Part of me couldn't believe I had fallen for this. Another part missed Ellie already. Jeez, I was a mess. Right now I was glad I didn't have to see her again until the weekend. Maybe I'd be lucky and my inner chaos would have subsided by then. But somehow I highly doubted that.

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Meanwhile it was Saturday, but my thoughts still revolved around Ellie. This was mainly due to the fact that until yesterday she had tried to call me all the time and had also sent me countless messages, but I had neither answered the calls nor read the messages.

I mean, the whole thing was really clear. She wanted a thing on the side and had obviously not expected that her.... fiancé would come home so early.

With a deep sigh, I entered the arena. I hoped that I could avoid her as long as possible. But of course I had no luck. I had just managed to get my bag into the locker room. When I came out again, I was already expected.

Ellie stood leaning against the wall with her arms folded across her chest. Obviously she was very determined to tell me her story. However, I still did not have the slightest interest in it. The only thing that was weird to me was the fact that she was wearing sunglasses.

"Can we talk?" she asked.

"No." I grumbled and walked away.

"I deserve the chance to explain it to you Damian." she replied as she followed me down the hall.

"Go tell your fiancé," I said.

"He's not my fiancé, Damian!" she yelled at me as she grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop.

"What?" I asked as I looked at her after all.

"It's true, we were engaged. But that ended over two years ago! I broke up with him when I found out he was cheating on me basically from day one!" she explained to me.

"Then why would he suddenly show up at your apartment?" I wanted to know.

"Because he still imagines he can get me back and my fucking sister is a bitch," Ellie replied.

"What? What does this have to do with your sister?" I wanted to know.

"Because she's a friend of Scott's and apparently has been keeping him up to date about my life all along. She knew from the beginning that he was cheating on me. She didn't think it was necessary to tell me though. Yvonne hates me and would have loved to see me marry the bastard," Ellie said and then took off her sunglasses.

But when I saw her face, my anger and confusion vanished in one fell swoop. Not just because I had missed it so much, but because she had a swollen, black eye.

"Oh my God, Ellie! Please tell me that not happened what I think..." I said in shock as I put my hand to her cheek.

"No... Don't worry, it wasn't Scott. He wouldn't dare... He's a pig, but he's a cop and he can't afford to hit women. After I made him tell me everything, he confessed that Yvonne told him I had a new boyfriend. And she encouraged him to mess it up for me.

I then drove the 100 miles to her house to confront her. And let me put it this way.... You once told me I should have slapped her... This time I did more... Trust me when I tell you she looks a lot worse.

I just wanted you to know everything. I didn't lie to you. We didn't know where we stood yet. Besides, we haven't talked about our past. Still, I can understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore," Ellie explained while looking me firmly in the eyes.

A sad smile appeared on her lips and tears sparkled in her eyes before she turned away from me. But she couldn't even take a step when I grabbed her hand this time and didn't let her go.

Instead, I pulled her closer to me, carefully took her face in my hands and gave her a long kiss.

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damiansgoodgirll · 5 months

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Hey Queen, I hope you could make my request ❤️

I would love to read rhea and r talking about how r never came and damian overhearing the conversation, the ending is up to you

i’m not sure i got the request right so i kinda made it up a little, hope you like it!

damian priest x reader

‼️smut but not really, but still…

i could show you if you give me the chance

“what you mean no man ever made you cum?” rhea asked slightly surprised.

“i mean no man ever made me cum…that’s simple rhea” you laughed and both entered the gym.

“but…how many boyfriends did you have?” she asked.

“two…”

“but for how long?”

“rhea…my first relationship i think it was one year and the last one probably around three years…we broke up one year ago…” you said fixing your hair.

“so you basically had four years of terrible sexual experiences” she said smirking at you.

you didn’t even remember how the conversation started, you were talking about survivor series and the next few minute you were talking about sex.

“yes, you made the point, can we talk about something else?” you almost begged her.

“but - how did you feel? like, you faked it for four years? and they never realised that?”

“apparently…” you whispered.

“and you never addressed the problem?”

“i did rhea…none of them listened…so i stopped and started pretending that i came…easier than i thought” you said.

“so you only came by yourself?”

“yes…me myself and i, can we please get on with training? i don’t even remember how this conversation started” you laughed.

“what conversation?” you heard a very familiar voice behind you. the man that always made your stomach upside down.

“nothing important” you smiled turning to face damian.

“y/n never had an orgasm” rhea said, not caring about your red and embarrassed face or damian’s look.

“that’s not true…”

“okay, let me rephrase it, y/n never came by a man’s hand…her exes were dickheads and never made her cum” rhea said proudly.

damian’s face was priceless. he was between shocked and amused.

your face was just shocked at rhea’s audacity.

“i think i should go back to training…” he whispered, slightly uncomfortable.

“you can train with us….i mean i need to talk to dom about some things, you could help her” rhea suggested before leaving you alone with damian.

the situation was awkward. he smiled at you but never spoke. you did the same. it was just the two of you glancing a few smiles in and there.

after about ten minutes he decided to break the ice.

“so it’s true?” he asked a little curious.

“about what?”

“a man never made you cum?” he whispered, respecting your privacy.

“yes it’s true…”

“i don’t mean to make you uncomfortable so stop me if i talk to much…but really? like, i get it, maybe not everyone is good in bed but not even with their fingers, or tongue?”

“well…they kinda skipped the first part, and nope, no one ever went down on me, so i really don’t know what to say about that” you were sweating.

damian couldn’t believe of what you were saying. if he had the chance he would spend days and nights between your legs, making them shake and convulse around his head. all he wanted to do was to make you cum so many times that you had to beg him for him to stop.

“their loss…” he smirked helping you with the weights “if you were my girlfriend i would fucking rip you in two…you’ve never been with a real man y/n…those were only boys”

your jaw was slightly open to what he just said. you and damian always had this kind of friendship that was way more than friendship but none of you ever spoke or did something about. it was all in the looks you gave each other.

“i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable” damian whispered when he saw you a little shocked.

“no it’s not that…it’s just, sometimes i wonder what it would feel like you know? i feel like i’m the problem, maybe there something wrong with me” you thought out loud.

“hermosa, nothing is wrong with you…you just didn’t find the person who was really interested in making you feel pleasure too…you know what?” he whispered near your ear, making you shiver “i could show you if you give me the chance” and that was all you needed to hear because one second you were in the gym with damian and co. and the second after you were laying naked in damian’s bed.

everything was new.

the way he cared about you, the way he wanted you to feel good.

the way he was kissing you. it wasn’t forced. it was sweet, slow and sensual, like you’ve been doing this for a while.

the way his hands roamed over your naked body, touching you from your neck to teasing your already sensitive nipples. to his thumb slowly tracing your clit, making you feel euphoric like you’ve never felt before. nothing was rushed, he was taking his time with you. the way his fingers slowly pumped into you, finding in just a few moves the spot that make you go crazy. the way his lips were kissing and biting your thighs, leaving red marks all over your skin. it was all new for you and you couldn’t wish it in any other way. his soft praises, calling you a good girl, taking to you in spanish, along with all the other sensations you were feeling was enough to make you cum. and this time for real.

“be mine?” he asked, gently biting your neck, helping you from your post orgasm. your mascara was all smudged under your eyes as tears were slowly falling “be mine hermosa and i could have you in this state every single night…” he licked the bruises he just left all over your collarbone.

“okay…” you whispered.

he smiled, seeing how tired you were. he proudly smiled at you, showing you that there was nothing wrong with you, you just needed to find someone who appreciated you.

you felt loved and appreciated by a man for the very first time in your life and if that was how you were supposed to feel, you definitely weren’t going to lose damian at all.

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joz-yyh · 4 months

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Blighted Hearts - Ch. 6 (Preview)

SUMMARY: Awash in their poor decision making skills, confessions are made. Baldwin is called upon to discipline them. Damian reminisces about the day he and Bigby first met. No Beta. Read at your own risk.

PAIRING: Abomination x Flagellant

RATING: EXPLICIT (for anal sex)

WORD COUNT: 2,483

A/N: This chapter is going to a be a bit shorter (need to counter balance the previous one being so long) hence why the preview has some abrupt scene changes. I'll mark the flashback in bold. I usually put an excerpt at the start, but this chappie dives right into the smut so go ahead and click that 'read more' fam. :>

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Such flowery words, along with Damian's superfluous voice, the sweet plunge of the sonorous dick in his ass – it’s all too much. He doesn’t fight his orgasm when it strikes, he lets it devastate him wholly, fully.

He still has enough coherency to muffle his cries, a note of higher pitch clambering out into the room before he can catch it, hot spend staining his stomach in splatters of milky jade.

Damian can’t move, not yet, he's too busy watching the show. Bigby offers a little groan, still stifled with his palm, the effervescence spurts of his cock slowly dying down.

He's so handsome, but not even that word seems good enough, needing a combination of pretty names to describe such a divine creature as this.

While Damian tries to find the parlance worthy of him, Bigby seems to miss his thrusts, feeling empty without the jabbing friction, fucking himself on his partner's shaft of his own accord.

It's a slow, almost agonizing pace, something easily mistaken for reflexive instinct, riding through ripples of aftershocks, scarred hands encouraging the heave of his lanky thighs.

Bigby gasps as he drops down in a particularly heavy arch, the cockhead scoring against his inner walls at just the right angle, turning his body electric.

“Are you ready for more,” Damian asks, but he doesn't wait for an answer.

The flagellant jerks his hips, driving in with one poignant thrust and Bigby bows against it, with it, a moan held in his throat.

Damian does it again, harder, making him whine louder, though he tries valiantly to mask it.

Thank goodness this wing is mostly empty because feeling like this, as if his skin will fly away, bleed into the universe, he gets how Damian could be so vocal in their prior couplings. It occurs to the abomination that he could tell his partner to stop, solve their acoustics with a ceasefire of motion, but Light help him, he doesn't want to.

Any attempt at words is reduced to homogenized hums of approval, the flagellant thrusts unrelenting in their purpose until only fizzled static remains.

"Bigby–,” the flagellant cries, sinking nails into waiting flesh as release takes him, tipping over the edge, “mmnnahhh!'"

The priest chants his name, nonsensical as if returned to his catatonic daze, laying flat upon the bed as they vibrate against the sheets, panting, sweating, culminating.

Bigby frets that his partner might be on the brink of passing out again, but there shouldn't be any chances of that, not with the beast safely tucked away, still sated, still hibernating from their last encounter.

His human half was in control this time, but perhaps this overexertion was not something Damian's body could handle so soon after its last collapse.

“H-hey,” the wolfboy says shakily, a nervous tremble in his voice as he runs fingers along his partner's jaw, keeping him attendant.

“Don't worry,” Damian assures him, managing a tired smirk, eyes still closed, "I am here.”

“Good,” Bigby sighs, dismay rescinded, his chest full of relief, “In that case, I should probably get us something to clean up.”

For a man that had been a compliant, little lamb mere moments ago, Damian suddenly tightens his grip, reluctant to separate them.

"Please, don't go," he seems to be crying, or maybe it's just a trick of the light, "I want to remember the feeling of you. Always."

The dick buried inside his passage twitches back to life and Bigby's shaft gives its own stimulating wiggle, wondering if they should go again, try for seconds.

"It will only be for a moment, I promise," the abomination says, persuading himself in the process, moving to climb off.

With a disparaging whine, the priest lets him withdraw, the changing chuckling to himself, meek of his partner's reaction.

He finds a bundle of clean cloths near the supply cabinets, dipping a portion of cotton in the wash basin to wet it.

Damian inclines his interest, shifting his position on the mattress, watching as his boyfriend freshens up, the man brushing the cloth over his feverish brow, then down over the plucked cherry of his nipples.

"The very sight of you is driving me mad," he admits, loud enough for his voice to carry, his erection never quite leaving it's full mast.

The abomination is dusted with a blush, his front mostly obscured from view. He didn't know Damian would be receptive to such provocative rituals, let alone be aroused, but perhaps he should have considering what other kinks he had.

“This is hardly a seduction,” Bigby scoffs, rubbing away the pearls on his stomach, then lower, the rag looking like a proper fig leaf against his cock.

“It doesn't matter,” the priest says, fixated on his bare skin, “everything you do has my eye.”

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The daylight and all its burdens arrive too soon. Whatever tidings of sleep they had are revoked, the air of Baldwin's presence immediate.

The leper is less than impressed with this damning scene, having caught them in a similar unfurling not so long ago.

He clears his throat, looking between the two culprits, Bigby shrinking from his golden eyes, knowing exactly what he's going to say about their irresponsible behavior.

“I am glad to see you've recovered,” Baldwin says, astounded that the flagellant had bounced back so quickly, but he supposes it's all the better for Bigby's mental health.

“Ah, Baldy! How nice of you to stop by,” the flagellant chippers, “As you can see, I am feeling better than ever.”

The leper is not falling for the flagellants' mock courtesies, getting right to the heart of the matter.

“Yes, it's the strangest thing. I came to check up on you, but the nurses were all too eager to inform me about the stir in the recovery wing.”

Not missing a beat, Damian grins, ear to ear, "Oh, that! I was curing Bigby's lycanthropy."

Baldwin's eyes narrow, the emotion evident even from behind the mask, the grimace of his stern jaw. He's displeased with the frivolity, especially when the two were supposed to be representing the church.

The leper lingers on Bigby, wanting to say a few choice words of disappointment, but he saves the spat of aggression for Damian.

“I feel it necessary to inform you that such afflictions are not so easily cured,” there’s a grate to his voice, countenance slipping.

The abomination finches at the Herculean man's tone, burrowing his head, not dealing well with confrontation.

Damian holds him close, drawing teasing trails over the bony mountains of his spine, whispering soothing words of comfort, ones that Baldwin can’t hear, but can certainly perceive, reading lips just another necessary skill he picked up during his monarchy.

“It's alright. I'll take care of you.”

The flagellant turns to their guest, regarding him openly, “I heard you brought my books. Thank you for that. It was a delight hearing Bigby read them to me.”

“It seems to have benefited you greatly,” Baldwin begins, “A shame you'll be too busy for the next few days.”

“Hm,” Damian asks, the noise probing, noncommittal.

“I took the liberty of volunteering you both. Hard labor in exchange for your stay here. Adequate compensation for the poor example you set.”

"If that's what I must do, so be it," the flagellant agrees, “whatever they ask, it shall be done.”

“I don't mind helping,” the abomination chimes in, breaking his silence, “I was a part of it too if I remember correctly.”

“I remember your part perfectly,” the flagellant smiles, sharing a knowing gaze.

That prompts Baldwin to wonder what kind of lover the abomination is. A precious one no doubt, with the prettiest of mewls. But oh he was getting off topic.

“I advise you to demonstrate some restraint," the leper continues, “I’ll be supervising you until such a time as you are relieved from your duties.”

He's banking more so on Bigby's moral compass to keep them from indulging, but he's not so sure having an audience will deter Damian any less.

“Is kissing permitted,” the flagellant asks, leaning down, taking his boyfriend by the chin.

“Damian, don't,” he argues, huffing weakly in protest, “it's rude … in front of others.”

“You love me, don't you?”

“Yes, but –”

“Then, let me kiss you.”

Bigby grumbles, but closes his eyes, expecting a quick peck of lips, but that's not all what he gets.

“Open for me.”

His eyes certainly do, mouth gasping as the naughty priest takes the opportunity to ally their tongues.

The leper wonders if Bigby has figured out his attraction towards him yet, if he should make it more obvious because the flagellant seems to know they're rivals in love, why else would he flaunt the object of his affections right in front of him like this?

Baldwin had endless discipline, endless patience. He could bide his time until one or the other broke, but right now his tolerance for such conduct was wearing thin. The strong man hurls a pair of clothes at the couple, shattering their display.

“Get changed,” orders the leper lord, “if you're not ready in five minutes, I am coming in here personally to retrieve you, regardless of what state of dress you're in.”

Baldwin stalks away, his ragged cowl swishing behind him in terse conclusion, his heavy gait carrying him out of the room.

“We're in so much trouble,” the vagrant gripes, the weight of it hanging over his conscience.

“It's fun, isn't it,” the flagellant inclines, eyes twinkling, “getting into trouble.”

“Not sure if ‘fun’ is the right word,” Bigby sighs.

“C'mon, it's a little bit fun. Especially, when you think about what we could do in 5 minutes.”

“We can't,” deflects the abomination, lightly pushing against thr priest's chest to garner distance.

“Then, shall I help you get dressed?”

There will only be more opportunity for embarrassment if he entrusts himself to Damian’s voracious tendencies.

“Probably best you didn't. C'mon, we're wasting time."

Gruff hands pick up one of the cobalt-colored garments on the bed, holding it up to discern its shape and fit.

They appear to work scrubs, an upgrade from his torn trousers, appropriate to his size, though he wonders how his partner will fair with his.

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Rap Rap Rap

The banging comes again and again, soft at first, then more insistent with each passing attempt, trying to overpower the howl of wind and rain tearing through Hamlet.

It's well past midnight when Damian looks up from his scrubbing, the cell still awash in red, the water already turned pink as hears the thumps echoing through the silence of the penance hall.

He abandons his brush and bucket, escorting himself to the front doors of the abbey, a hurried pace to match the persistent knocking.

Whoever was brave enough to visit them at this hour, in these conditions, must be a dire sort in need.

The wood creaks open, barely audible over the turbulent waves of rain splashing at his robes.

It’s dark, almost too dark to see, the strike of lightning overhead revealing the sodden creature huddled before him. Feet planted on the flooded stoop, this stranger melds with the shadows, midnight strands of hair heavy with wet, branching over his haggard face. What can be seen of his pale body shivers, soaked to the bone.

“Please, I seek shelter from the storm,” croaks the voice, desperate and depraved, the lights in his eyes glowing like twin moons, “will you permit me inside?”

So allured by who or what this man could be, Damian’s response is less than punctual.

“Yes, yes of course. Come in,” the flagellant says, collecting his wits, stepping aside for the weary traveler to enter.

At his generous words, the poor man’s expression softens, transformed into such gentle features that Damian struggles to keep the breath alive in his lungs.

Had this small token of salvation been the only kindness he’s ever known?

Now dedicated to this traveler, the hooded priest almost forgets to shut the door, sparing a moment to quickly latch it back into place, sealing off the cold.

The pitter patter of rain drops mark the stranger's path, his shroud thick with water, creating a puddle beneath, but the vagrant stubbornly clings to it like a second skin.

“Come this way,” Damian offers, ushering his guest with an inviting hand, “warm yourself by the hearth.”

The flagellant leads them towards the dining room, this fireplace there the biggest amongst them all, always a constant blaze never to be extinguished.

“T-thank y-you,” his company speaks, teeth chattering, “I'm sorry, b-but I have n-nothing of value t-to offer you in return.”

“The Light does not offer sanctuary with the expectation of a reward,” Damian chuckles, hoping to thaw him with his words.

Bigby says nothing as they traverse the hall, the cobblestone lined with sconces of orange light, drapes with holy symbols spanning the gaps between.

His morbid guide turns left, a partition of gothic design overlooking an entryway into a long side room.

They walk the length of the table that waits inside, their destination glowing brightly at the opposite end. Damian watches as the stranger sneaks one of his hands out from his shroud, leading it toward the flame, his wrist clad in a broken shackle.

“Can I get you something to eat,” the flagellant offers, “A drink? A change of clothes?”

“This is already more than I deserve,” the stranger says, grateful to have a roof over his head. “If it’s alright, I am content to remain here for the night.”

“I could not allow it,” the priest says, anger directed not at this man, but at those who had led him to this helpless state, “Please, let’s get you out of those soaked clothes.”

The holy man reaches for his shroud, intent on divesting him of it.

“Don’t touch me,” the wanderer snarls, jerking away, those eyes flashing as they did once before.

Damian is startled, frozen in place by that feral grimace, by those heaving, ragged breaths. It only lasts a second, a lucid flicker, but the flagellant gleans the wrap of chains hidden beneath his cloak, the sympathy he held for this poor creature growing.

“My apologies,” the priest breathes, realizing his trespass, “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have imposed myself on you.”

His incited guest seems to deflate at that, fearing not for himself, but for what would happen if he should ever part with his binds, even for the sake of good intentions. He couldn’t bear it, especially here in a church, in front of this man who has shown him more humility than most.

“Wait here,” Damian amends, retracting his steps, “I will bring you a towel and blanket at least.”

The morbid priest is gone before he can answer, leaving the abomination on his own to stand near the fire.

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Hey guys, I’m choosing to open up my requests again, so I’ve compiled some writing prompts y’all can choose from to send in with any wrestler of your choosing from the following list of wrestlers and prompts:

*Note: I can write for other people as well just feel free to ask me. Also, you don’t have to necessarily choose a prompt from this list, I can be anything really, a fanfic, a one shot, anything; don’t be afraid to ask!

Wrestlers I write for:

Adam Cole

AJ Styles

Angel

Big E

Boa

Buddy Matthews

Butch/Pete Dunne

Ciampa

Damian Priest

Drew McIntyre

EC3

Finn Bálor

Flash Morgan Webster

Humberto

Jey Uso

Jimmy Uso

Joaquin Wilde

Jon Moxley/Dean Ambrose

Jordan Devlin

Keith Lee

Kenny Omega

Kofi Kingston

Malakai Black/Aleister Black

Mark Andrews

Mustafa Ali

Pac/Neville

Sammy Guevara

Samoa Joe

Seth Rollins

Shawn Spears/Tye Dillinger

Shinsuke Nakamura

Trent Seven

Tyler Bate

Xavier Woods

Writing prompt List:

Fluff:

1. You're jealous aren't you?" "I'm not jealous."

2. "Shhh, come back to bed."

3. "It's ok. I couldn't sleep anyway."

4. “You're adorable when you are sleepy."

5. “You're everything to me."

6. “You're not going to lose me.”

7. “Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”

8. “I promised to love you forever.”

9. “Why do we have to keep hiding? I’m tired of being kept a secret.”

10. “Who said I ever stopped?”

Angst:

1. “How much of that did you hear?”

2. “Stop pushing everyone away.”

3. “It's better this way.”

4. “Don’t make this harder than it already is.”

5. “It wasn’t your fault.”

6. “Just talk to me please.”

7. “You’ll find your way back to me, I know you will.”

8. “Because I fell for you, isn’t it obvious?”

9. “Because I know when I open my eyes this will all turn out to be a dream and I’ll lose you again.”

10. “Is it worth it? Risking everything just for a chance.”

Smut:

1. “I could’ve helped.”

2. “All you had to do was ask.”

3. “Are you just going to stand there and watch, or are you going to come join in?”

4. “My tongue can do more than just talk, you know. Care to find out?”

5. “I love it when you touch yourself while thinking about me.”

6. “No one’s here. we can be as loud as we want.”

7. “You can be rough. I can take it.”

8. “If you called just to get off on my voice, I’m hanging up.”

9. “Say my name.”

10. “I will never get enough of you.”

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To Prove (Chp 1)

“I think I’ll go up there.”

“Jenny, did you not hear anything that was discussed here?” Damian looked over at me. I know he was just worried for me. I understood that. Considering all we heard, the idea of even going up to that house on the hill to talk to the elf that lived there was probably a death wish but it was just hearsay. Most of the people talking never even met her...and if they did met her once or twice and that’s no way to build an opinion. “It doesn’t sound safe, dear.”

“She could be lonely.”

“There is probably a reason.” Domnik commented. “I mean, no one even sees her. And those that have, you heard the stories. She attacks others. She’s bitter and angry. She doesn’t want to be bothered. You’re really sweet, I get that but being sweet won’t protect you if she tries to come at you with a fire spell.”

“I’d protect Jenny if it came to that.” Damian said, smiling at me which made me blush. “But Dom has a point.”

“People that are like that want to be left alone.” Rhea added. “I know you mean well...it’s what makes you the sunspot in this group.” She smiled at me sweetly “But...some people just don’t wanna be bothered. Good intentions or not.”

“She’s been alone for years though.”

“Yeah..probably for a reason. If you are serious about this though....we’ll go with you.” Damian said. “Can’t risk you going there alone.”

“Yeah because if she gets hurt, her father will rip your face off and wear it as a mask.” Dominik said which startled us all. My father was not that kind of man, even if he was protective of me. Now my step mother, Francine...she’d do that. No magic in her but she’d find a way to commit that murder if need be. “Or her step mom.”

“Definitely Francine.” Rhea agreed. “I guess we should get ready to head out there. Takes a while to get up that hill. Should go home , get a good rest then head out tomorrow but...I’m just sayin’...don’t be disappointed if she doesn’t come out and if she does and she’s mean....don’t be shocked.”

“I don’t think she’s probably that bad.”

“You always think the best in people. Some would say it foolish”

“But others would think it good to give everyone an equal chance.” Damian said, trying to defend me. “You never know, maybe Jenny’s hunch is right. I mean everyone says one thing...that doesn’t mean they are all right.”

“If you say so. It’s going to be such a trip. Honestly, I’m kind of excited. Hiking. Braving the woods. Could be fun.”

“That’s the spirit.”

“But if a spider or some shit gets on me again, it’ll be your head, Priest.”

“Noted.”

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“You are planning to do what?”

“I want to go...and speak to that elf that lives on that hill. She’s got to be lonely, Francine.”

“You will not be doing that.” Francine crossed her arms. “Priest, this is your fault. Putting stupid shit in her head. You know she’s sweet and wants to be nice to people and now you got her thinking she can go up on a hill and talk to some demon elf living on a hill that is alone for a damn reason. I swear, I allow you in this house, I feed you food and you get in her fucking head. You are a menace.”

“Mrs. Matthews, it wasn't my idea.” Damian spoke up and Francine pointed her fork at him angrily.

“Don’t you lie on my daughter's name, Priest.” Francine told him. “She wouldn’t think some stupid shit on her own. Even if she’s sweet as her father, she’s not a fucking idiot.”

“But...”

“But nothing. You get out of my house, right now.”

“Francine, please.” I decided to speak up because this was not okay. It wasn’t his fault and I wouldn’t let him take the fall. Even if standing up to Francine was terrifying, I had to. “He’s not wrong. It was my idea.”

“What?”

“It was. I wanted to go up there...see if the rumors are even true. I doubt one person can be that awful.”

“You are so sweet, like your father.” She frowned. “I don’t want you going up there. It’s not safe.”

“I’ll protect her.” Damian said and she glared at him. “I’d never let Jenny get hurt.”

“I’m going to give her my lucky knife for protection. There is nothing you could do that my knife can’t. Plus it would never break her heart and sleep with her best friend on her fucking wedding night.”

“Francine...” My dad reached over and patted her arm. I could tell that the reason she was like this is because she was hurt before. Before she met my dad, she got her heart shattered and I understood why she didn’t like Damian but he’s been nothing but good to me but I guess she was scared he’d lead me astray. It was sweet, at least her version of sweet. “Damian is not like that.” He told her trying to ease her. “I admit, I’m not crazy about you going on this mission but I trust Damian and your friends to keep you safe, to keep each other safe. Promise me though, if things get dangerous...you will leave immediately.”

“We will.” I told my dad. “I promise.”

“And Damian, not a hair better be harmed on my daughters head or else it won’t be Francine you are dealing with.”

“No..I.. I get that.” Damian seemed terrified, I didn’t blame him. It wasn’t often my dad was like this. “I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.”

“I know...But...just in case.”

“I’ll keep her safe.”

“Thank you.” My dad smiled at him sweetly. “Francine, let’s go to bed. I think you need rest.” He told her and she nodded her head as he helped her from the table.

“Damian, I’m sorry.” Francine apologized which was surprising to me, she never apologies. Not ever. Well, not usually. “I just....you better bring her back in one piece.”

“I will. Don’t worry.” He went over to her and actually held his arms out and she hugged him. I never thought I’d see it, but she did it. “I’m sorry for whatever the man before you met, Mr. Matthews did to you. I can assure you, I’d never do that to Jenny.”

“That is reassuring. Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me. I get you are concerned. I’m glad she’s got someone like you in her life. Well a strong woman like you in her life like that...besides Rhea that is.”

“Oh, I know that Rhea would take you down before I could if shit went sideways.”

“You wouldn’t be wrong there.”

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“Gee, did Damian survive dinner?”

“He did. He’s on the way home now. Francine had such a time. She really doesn’t want me to go and I almost don’t want to but....you know....”

“I know. You are so bloody sweet. I wish I could relate.”

“You are sweet, Rhea!”

“Shh! Don’t let people know about it.” She cackled into the receiver. “I have an image to uphold”

“Sure, sure.” I chuckled. “I just...I hope that the elf up there won’t be so mean. I mean it seems everyone around has opinions but most of those people really seem like they never even tried to talk to her, not once. Sometimes, people get like that if they are picked at or mocked. I mean it seems they made up their mind and cast her out on assumptions.”

“You aren’t wrong. I always wondered about it when I’d hear it in bars but I felt it must be a reason for it. That everyone says the same thing but even that can be suspicious. It’s the same story, no different additions. It could just be rumors from people that betrayed her. Oh I know that. Back where I come from, people spread horrible rumors about me because I am as you know half giant and I’m super strong and they talked about how I apparently beat up some girl for breathing and was a man and other shit. It was pretty bad and people believed it and I didn’t wanna bother with people for a while and then I moved here. New town, new slate. My father loves it here. He adores your father.”

“Yeah, Reinhardt is great except when he accidentally breaks things by slamming his cups on the table.”

“Yeah, y’all elves have such dainty objects. Giants make shit to last.” Rhea chuckled. “I know my dad always replaces it.”

“He does. He brings back ups.” I shook my head. “He’s very sweet.”

“He is. When people would bully me he’d try to stop them but you know he’s clumsy, would make them mock me more and then I’d get REALLY mad. It was a lot going on. I’m just glad that things are better for us here. But what was I saying? Oh, I remember. I can almost see now we are talking about why that other elf doesn’t come down from the hill. I mean if an entire town that barely knew me was talking THAT much shit. I’d never come down either. And if I did I’d just be mean so they'd have a reason to be assholes. Maybe the people that started these things are people she trusted , that this town trusted and they all go by what they say. People might be gone now but still, sometimes that shit lasts.”

“I mean it’s possible. I just... I understand being lonely and isolated too. I don’t want that for anyone. I want to just...try to be there for her you know. Who knows how she might be feeling up there.”

“I know but also those types of people can be dangerous. Trust me when I first met you, you remember how I was.”

“I know...I know.”

“Gotta approach calmly. I want to hope it'll be okay but she’s been there awhile it seems. What if we are the first people to even attempt to talk to her. Who knows how that might be? I feel hopeful like you but also...scared. I mean it is said she’s VERY powerful too. That can be rough. I know you got some magic and well I’m strong and Damian is also strong and Dom...well he’s cute isn’t he.” Rhea snorted, “We might not be able to take her if she chooses violence.”

“We’ll just run if it comes to that. If she tries to harm us, we’ll know....that maybe the people are wrong but in my heart...I just don’t feel they are. She’s probably misunderstood.”

“Sounds like me trying to describe an ex like oh no they are just misunderstood. They didn’t mean to rob that Taco stand, they just accidentally put the taco in their pocket and ran off and stabbed a guy dressed like a penguin.”

“What?”

“It’s a story for another time.” Rhea sighed. “Well, I better get to sleep. You know I’m cranky when I’ve not slept and I’d like to be out cold before my dad gets in so he can’t wake me up with his loudness. He went to the bar tonight...”

“Oh no...”

“And you know he’s going to be feeling the music intensely and I’d rather be out cold before all that.”

“That’s fair. I’ll see you tomorrow Rhea.”

“Alright, Goodnight Sunshine.”

“Night night.”

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✨Masterlist✨

Finally my old lady’s ass figure it out how to do a masterlist,so here you go! Updates: Once a week

98% of my writing is smut, so please be a responsible little bean! +18 readers only

Updates: Once A Month

WRESTLING:

Roman Reigns

Not Everything Is What It Seems

Coping With Your Fears

A New Experience

Birthday Surprise

Taking Care Of Business

The Problem That Starts With An B

Who?

What’s Your Bet?

Guess Who?

The Perfect Opportunity

Papa

Miami Nights

To Catch A Thief

Taking The Reins

In Need For A Private Lesson

Never Forget The Rules

The Peace Maker

Sirius

Sirius Part 2

Don’t You Just Love Birthdays?

Blue Is My Favorite Color

Things You Make Me Do

Someone

Prove Me Wrong

Acknowledge Me

A Night To Remember

Mr. Reigns

Eddie Kingston

First Time

Dexter Lumis

Confession

Verlangen

Teaser

Payback

Limited Time

Wardlow

Period Sex

Gentle Giant

Aleister Black/Malakai Black

Watcher

After Hours

Ask Drabble

Feast

Into The Woods

Unsolicited Visitor

Jay Briscoe

One Last Time

Kink List

CNC

Mark Briscoe

Kink List

Fish

Jay White

Better The Devil You Know

Ask Drabble

Sinful Sunday 2

It Will Come Back

Cold Blooded

Temper, Temper

Pop That Cherry

No Good

Inmate

Churchyard

Love, hate, love

Behind The Curtains

David Finlay

No Good

Hook

Under The Water

Ghostly Entertaintment

Back To You

Kenny Omega

Being With The Elite

Matt Jackson

Being With The Elite

Feral

One’s Not Enough

Target

Salty

Salty 2

Salty 3 (ask)

Dawn

Salty 4

Take me to church

Villainous!Matt

Nick Jackson

Sinful Sunday 3

Sinful Sunday 4

Being With The Elite

Yoga Partner Gone Wrong

NSFW Alphabet

One’s Not Enough

It Happened Quiet

Target

Villainous!

A different Nick

Red lights

Take me to church

Good Boys Go To Hell Pt 2

The Purge

Adam Cole

Video Games

Judgment Day

Pretty In Pink

Pink Lights

Damian Priest

Just Pray

First Time....With A Twist

A Night To Remember

Nascosto

MJF

Enjoy The Silence

Tommaso Ciampa

Why So Cynical?

Adam Page

Serve Me

Edge

Absolution

Homecoming

Drew McIntyre

Anger Management Part 1

Anger Management Part 2

A Friend To Help You Freshen Up

Paralysis

Let’s (Not) Keep It PG

Let’s (Not) Keep It PG Part 2

Let’s (Not) Keep It PG Part 3

(Her) Bitter Past

Childhood Games

Paul In Blue Overalls

A Little Reminder

In A Heartbeat

Difficult Times

Would You Fancy A Cup A Tea?

Finn Bálor

A Wise Advise

A High Price To Pay

The Choice

Spa Day From Hell

Our Day Will Come

A Demon, But Also A Brat Tamer

Only For Tonight Pt.1

Only For Tonight Pt.2

Nevermore?

Second Chance

Ilinx

Drunk In Love

Sinful Sunday 1

Salome

Jon Moxley

Fire And Gasoline Part 1

Fire And Gasoline Part 2

A Song For You

New Tricks

Kitty

Like Altair and Vega

Pleasant Surprise

One Bottle To Blame

Red Stains

Sleepwalking

Claudio Castagnoli

Dubious Benefits

Not A Sound

Baron Corbin

Cultural Differences

Seth Rollins

Mrs. M

Maybe It’s Called Fate

Sunset Pt.2

Only For Tonight Pt.1

Only For Tonight Pt. 2

Conquest

The Peace Maker

Rhea Ripley

Seraphic

Work For That

Another Day, Another Lesson

Homecoming

Cash Wheeler

Castle

NSFW Alphabets

Kenny Omega

Jay Briscoe

Eddie Kingston

Malakai Black

SERIES:

ILLICITUS (ROMAN REIGNS X READER - CURRENTLY IN HIATUS)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

INSANIA (MALAKAI BLACK X OFC- COMPLETE)

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

WHERE I BELONG (EDDIE KINGSTON X READER - IN PROGRESS)

THE BEGINNING OF THE END (ELP X READER X JAY WHITE - IN PROGRESS)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

THE TWELVE DISCIPLES (NICK JACKSON X OFC X MATT JACKSON)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

STOCKOLM (BLACKPOOL COMBAT CLUB X READER)

Prologue

Chapter 1

THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD (KENNY OMEGA X OFC)

Prologue

WHAT YOU CAN LEARN (MJF X OFC - IN PROGRESS)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

ALL HAIL TO THE KING (BARON CORBIN X READER - COMPLETE)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

CAPITALI POENA (DAMIAN PRIEST X READER - HALLOWEEN SERIES - COMPLETE)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

RESISTERE TENTATIONEM (DAMIAN PRIEST) - TRILOGY

Capitulum I - Hellion

Capitulum II - Tēctus

BOUND (DREW MCINTYRE)

Bound: Part 1 (The Negotiation)

Bound Part 2 (The First Act)

DRABBLES:

Roman Reigns

Ancestral Roots

Baron Corbin

At Your Service

Eddie Kingston

Trigger

I’ve Got To See You Again

Shoop

Matt Jackson

Prettiest Star

Adam Page

Prettiest Star

MJF

Distractions

Lazy On A Sunday Afternoon

Drew McIntyre

Study Material

Seth Rollins

Sunset (pt.2 is in the One Shot’s section)

Turn On The Lights

Dirty Mouth

Damian Priest

Pillow

Fighting

A Little Decor

HEADCANNONS

MASO’S CHRISTMAS LIST - 2021

MASO’S HALLOWEEK - 2022

EXCEPTIONS (SPECIAL REQUESTS):

Sneaky - Alan 5 Angels (to writtingrose)

DRABBLES (SERIES):

7 DEADLY SINS (COMPLETE)

Wrath (Drew McIntyre)

Envy (Seth Rollins)

Sloth (Seth Rollins)

Pride (Finn Bálor / Prince Devitt)

Greed (Roman Reigns / Tribal Chief)

Gluttony (Jon Moxley)

Lust (Can you guess who it is?)

CAPTIVE (COMPLETE - SETH ROLLINS)

Captive Part 1

Captive Part 2

Captive Part 3

Captive Part 4

Captive Part 5

THE LAST TEST (COMPLETE X READER - JON MOXLEY)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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