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kissesfrombangtanatnight · 2 months

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Tribal Chief, Pt. II

Author's Note: It's been so long since I've written something for y'all. Life has been....lifin' xD

You were beyond excited for tonight. Why? Because you were opening this special episode of Smackdown up and you were in your hometown, so it made it even more special. You looked good, you felt good, everything was going great. You hope the stupid Bloodline and their Tribal Chief didn't ruin it. Roman's been on your ass ever since your backstage segment with him two weeks ago, and fans were eating up the unexpected interactions according to the millions of views your segment garnered.

"Y/n, we're ready for you in the ring."

"Let the show begin, people!"

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"I've set the record for the longest reigning Smackdown or Raw women's champion in WWE HISTORY!" The crowd begins to cheer loudly. "Year after year, I've come in this ring and fought some of the best, yet I still reigned superior. You see a long list of women in that locker room; I see a food chain!" You've put your blood, sweat, and tears into everything you do. And although you and your co-workers fought in the ring, you all respected each other immensely. "Week after week, I bless you people with the best of the best matches. I'm not just making history, but cinema! The best you've ever seen and will ever see! I've beaten possibly everyone in the back, and I promise you, I'm only just getting started. I'm in control of this thing! I've been at the bottom, and I'm never going back. It took me a long time to find myself and my self-worth, and I'm not going to be silent about it. You're looking at the Present and Future of this company! I'm the greatest in the world! THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME!" You hold up your championship as the crowd chants your name loudly, and you momentarily close your eyes and soak it all in.

That is until you hear the hauntingly familiar sound of Roman's theme song. Your eyes shoot open as the crowd stands on their feet, immediately throwing their ones high in the air. Your face automatically scrunches as you turn to the entrance and watch as the Bloodline themselves come walking out. Jimmy and Jey are on either side of Roman, Solo, and the Wiseman Paul Heyman, but they are not far behind. Roman stares ahead as he slowly walks to the ring with his family, and everyone acknowledges him. He gets to the stairs and rubs his hands with a smirk as Paul looks at him with admiration, like a proud father. He steps onto the ring apron and walks to the middle before turning to the crowd and throwing up his finger as everyone follows suit.

He soon steps into the ring and stands in front of you along with the Usos, Paul, and Solo. His music slowly dies as a mix of cheers and boos fills the arena. You fold your arms as you adjust your championship on your shoulder. How dare this man come out here and steal your shine. This was supposed to be your moment. He looks you up and down with that stupidly beautiful smirk before bursting into a light chuckle. He's handed a mic by Paul, who still has that stupid smile on his face as you shake your head in anger.

"You coming out here wasting an opening segment with your boring talks of conquering the women's locker room? What do you think you are some hometown hero? You're..you're a supporting character; I'M the main event!" You scoff as you glare daggers at him. "You really think these people came to see you? No! They came to see ME! The Tribal Chief, THEIR Tribal Chief! TOWN/NAME ACKNOWLEDGE ME!" His voice booms in the mic causing a mix of loud cheers and boos to erupt. You stand toe to toe with him as your anger boils in you.

"I am so sick and tired of the Bloodline thinking they're the authority of WWE. Thinking you run the place!" He shrugs with a smug look on his face. "The only thing you run is your big ass mouth!" His smile is instantly wiped off his face as he straightens his posture. "You call yourself a champ when really you're a chump that only wins because he has his family doing his dirty work!" The crowd ooo's as you begin walking back and forth. "Week in and week out you come out here with your same tired ass clothes yelling acknowledge meeee, acknowledge meee. SHUT THE HELL UP!" The crowd cheers as he snarls at you, just who the hell did you think you were talking to? "Trying to be the next Rock when really you're nothing but a damn pebble. Got damn, it must suck sitting at a table you didn't even build." The crowd ooo's as Roman's lip begins to twitch.

Paul is about to cut in when you point your finger threateningly. "You shut your mouth before you even open it before I take a biscuit and shove it up your fat ass!" He steps back behind Roman like the coward he portrays.

"I speak for everyone when I say we are tired of Roman Reigns and the Bloodline! You had your spotlight last week, but now it's mine. You're not a Tribal Chief, you're a TRIBAL BITCH!" The crowd goes wild as Roman looks at you like you've lost your mind. He bites down on his lip amused. He rubs his hand down his face as he steps straight into your face, almost touching chest to chest. The crowd begins to chant. That surely was going to go viral on social media. Even the Usos and Solo were surprised you said that.

TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH! TRIBAL BITCH!

You smirk as you eye him up and down. You got him speechless. "You know what Roman, you can have my ring for a little while because we all know who the people truly acknowledge." You throw your mic at his chest and walk out. You catch Jey glancing back at you as you throw a little wink his way before strutting out of the ring. You look over your shoulder to see Roman having a damn internal war as your theme song plays. You blow a teasing kiss his way before disappearing behind the curtains.

#roman reigns #wwe smut #roman reigns fanfiction #roman reigns one shot #roman reigns smut #roman reigns x reader #roman reigns imagines #roman reigns x black reader #the bloodline #jimmy uso #jey uso #solo sikoa #the usos #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine

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bbygirlky18 · 8 months

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hey i have a request you write a jey x reader but in the beginning roman is the one who brings (yn) into the bloodline to make her his but instead she catches feelings for jey and blows roman off and whenever jey betrayed roman (yn) goes with him leaving roman even more angrier at the idea jey took his girl... anyways (yn) and jey end up having expressing themselves the night she runs after him when he left the arena for a final time and she encourages him to come back.

Betraying the Betrayer! Jey Uso

Jey Uso x y/n

Warnings: Violence, Swearing!!

Word Count: 1578

A/N: Hi everyone!! This is the longest request I have ever written that contained over 1,500 words. This was sent in by anoymous so I hope y'all enjoy.

Y/n is your name

Being in the Bloodline is anyone’s dream except for y/n who goes by y/r/n in the ring. Roman had originally brought y/n in the Bloodline to be his girl but she fell head over heels for Jey Uso and Roman isn’t having it. Let’s see what happens.

The Bloodline is the most dominant faction on SmackDown but the guy who runs it is none other than the Head of the Table Roman Reigns. While he might be the most powerful male wrestler on SmackDown there’s someone who is more powerful than he is her name is y/n. She’s the current reigning SmackDown Women’s Champion and the current reigning SmackDown and Raw Women’s Tag Team Champion with Piper Niven. She even has her own faction called RKC which stands for Raging Knockout Champions. She runs it through Raw and SmackDown. On Raw, she has the Judgement Day in her faction, along with the current Raw and SmackDown Tag Team Champions Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens, and the World Heavyweight Champion Seth “Freakin” Rollins along with his with wife “The Man” Becky Lynch.

Y/n sits in her locker room on her phone when she hears a knock on the door. “Come in,” she said looking up from her phone. Roman Reigns, Paul Heyman, Jey Uso, Jimmy Uso, and Solo Sikoa walk in.

Y/n keeps a straight face. “What do you want Roman?” Paul started speaking “Well the Tribal Chie-” Y/n stops him and says “I wasn’t asking you, Wiseman. I was asking Roman. If Roman can’t answer then you guys should leave, I have a match soon so if you want to talk make it quick.” Roman started talking “I talked to Adam about you joining the Bloodline. The Bloodline is full of champions.” Y/n looked at the group, her eyes on Jey’s for a moment until she said “Roman not to be rude but you can’t say the Bloodline is full of champions if you’re the only champion. Also not to sound like a bitch or anything but what makes you think I want to join you. Adam hasn’t talked to me about it yet. As for your answer if I’m joining I’m gonna say that I’ll think about it now get out of here I have my match in 5 minutes.”

The Bloodline left and y/n went to Gorilla to face Natalya in her hometown of Quebec for her championship. Natalya’s music hit first and she did her thing. Y/n’s music hit next and she did her entrance and got in the ring.

Samantha Irvin, y/n’s bestie, and the ring announcer started talking “Ladies & gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. This match is for the SmackDown Women’s Championship. Introducing first the challenger weighing in at 135lbs, from Calgary, Alberto, Canada, Natalya. Her opponent and your SmackDown Women’s Champion weighing in at 171lbs from Quebec, Canada y/r/n.” Y/n did her thing and took off her belt and the match was underway.

A little while later while the match was still happening Tamina came out, got in the ring, and started hitting y/n causing Natalya to get disqualified. Samantha spoke “Here’s your winner as a result of a disqualification and still your SmackDown Women’s Champion. Y/R/N!!!” Y/n grabbed a microphone and said “Bonjour à tous. Je suis tellement heureuse d'avoir gagné ce soir et je suis heureuse d'être toujours votre championne féminine de SmackDown. Je n'ai pas gagné juste pour moi. J'ai gagné pour nous tous. Je vous aime tous. Bonne nuit Québec. (Hello everyone. I'm so happy that I won tonight and I'm happy that I'm still your SmackDown Women's Champion. I didn't win just for me. I won for all of us. I love you all. Goodnight Quebec.)”

Once the match was over y/n went back to Gorilla only to be met with Adam and the Bloodline. Adam said “Y/n congrats on your win. You’re the longest reigning SmackDown Women’s Champion just reaching 440 days. Anyway, I want you to be in the Bloodline storyline and I want you and Roman to have a romantic relationship.”

Y/n, spit out the water that she was drinking and said “What! You want me to date him. Are you sure that’s a good idea because my personality and his personality probably won’t get along?” Adam said “Yes. You’ll be fine. Also, I need you two to talk about some strategies for your upcoming match together.” Y/n didn’t even bother arguing with Adam about it so she bit her tongue and nodded.

A few months pass by and y/n is enjoying herself with Jey cause he’s so funny. Y/n caught feelings for Jey when the Bloodline entered her locker room. Y/n and Jey have been spending a lot of time together causing her to blow off Roman and Roman doesn’t like it.

It’s SmackDown and Jey has to make his decision on whether or not he’s in the Bloodline or out of the Bloodline. Y/n sat backstage shaking her leg when Jey came over and sat next to her. “Are you alright?” Jey asked with concern growing in his voice. Y/n looked at him and gave a small smile then sighed “I’m worried about you. A lot of things can happen tonight and I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

He smiled a little bit and said “Aww is the SmackDown Women’s Champion worried about me? That’s cute.” Y/n lightly punched Jey on his shoulder and responded “Yes I’m deeply worried about you. We know how Roman gets he might find a way to get rid of you and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I watched you get hurt.”

He hugged y/n and said “Don’t worry. You’re not getting rid of “Main Event” Jey Uso that easily.” She laughed and said “Well I have to get going Roman is waiting for me. This stays between me and you but I want to join you and Jimmy. I can’t stand Roman.” Jey said “I won’t tell a soul. Now go out there and kick his ass.”

Y/n walked out with Roman and then Jey came out. While the dispute was happening Jimmy came out and Jey looked at Jimmy and said “You out and I’m out too.” Jey kicked Roman and y/n walked over to the rope and held it open for the twins until Roman started screaming.

Y/n took her belts off and she hit Roman with the Dirty F5. Once Roman was down she left with the twins and she hugged Jey.

A few more months later Jey was going against Roman for his championship and when Roman saw y/n with Jey he was furious. Roman got out of the ring and attacked y/n with a chair until Jey speared him through the barricade. Then the unthinkable happened when Jey went for the pin a mysterious man in a hoodie pulled him out.

The mysterious man happened to be his twin brother Jimmy who turned on Jey. Jey couldn’t believe it. Jimmy threw him back in after kicking him in the face and Jey lost the match.

Y/n walked backstage with Jey after he lost and she grabbed his hand and said “I need to talk to you but it can wait until next week. Are you ok?” Jey looked at her with worry and pain in his eyes and says “I’m fine. Are you ok? Roman beat you with the chair.” She smiled and said “I’m fine. Let's get out of here.” Jey and y/n walked out.

SmackDown is here and y/n needs to talk to Jey. Y/n sees Jey walking past her room and says “Jey I need to talk to you like right now but let's wait until tonight.” Jey being concerned about her, he just nods. Jimmy came out to explain why he did what he did but he waited for Jey to come out.

Jey’s music hits and he walks out with y/n. Once everyone had to say what they had to Jey was silent and Roman started with his bullshit.

Jey kicked Roman in his face and then he told Jimmy to come here and he kicked Jimmy in his face. Jey looked at the camera and said “I’m out of the Bloodline, I’m out of SmackDown, I’m out of WWE.” Y/n hearing those words her heart shattered. Jey started leaving so she followed “Jey wait. Let’s talk about this.” Once Jey was backstage at the gorilla she said “JOSHUA SAMUEL FATU stop.” He turned around and she said “I have feelings for you that’s what I wanted to talk to you about but if you leave I can’t do that. Don’t g-” Before y/n could finish her sentence Jey kissed her and said, “I feel the same way.” She said “Then don’t leave. Stay for me. You can join my faction RKC I need a partner in crime cause the guys don’t like to listen. Fuck Jimmy, Fuck Roman, Fuck Solo. Stay here for me please.” Jey thought about it and said “Fine. I’ll stay for you since we’re dating now.”

Jey stayed and continued to wrestle alongside his girlfriend and even get a few championships. Look what love does. It’s a powerful thing.

-I hope you guys enjoyed this! I had fun writing it. I love you guys. <33333

#jey uso fanfiction #jey uso x y/n #jey uso x reader #jey uso

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bayleymania · 3 months

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Okay, but Bayley:

Smackdown Women’s Championship

Raw Women’s Championship

NXT Women’s Championship

Tag Team Women’s Championship

Money in the Bank

Elimination Chamber

Royal Rumble

First ever Women’s Triple Crown

First ever Women’s Grand Slam

Has the record for Longest Reigning SD Women’s Champion (380 days)

Women’s endurance record in the Royal Rumble (1 hour and 3 minutes).

A legend.

#wwe #Bayley #MY FAVE IS SO TALENTED #lexie speaks

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reneg661 · 8 months

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Hardened by a career defined by betrayal, disappointment and underestimation, Becky Lynch decided to take her destiny into her own hands and force her way to the top of the mountain by throwing off anyone, friend or foe, who was blocking her path. The results speak for themselves. Lynch gave the Women’s division a shot in the arm in 2018 when she won her second SmackDown Women’s Championship, leading an invasion of Raw that left Ronda Rousey demoralized and humiliated — this despite Becky suffering a concussion in the process. The Man made her mark again by winning the 2019 Royal Rumble Match to earn a World Championship opportunity at WrestleMania 35. That opportunity eventually became the first women’s main event in WrestleMania history where The Man defeated Raw Women’s Champion Ronda Rousey and SmackDown Women’s Champion Charlotte Flair to claim both titles in their Winner Take All Match. Becky would go on to become the longest-reigning Raw Women's Champion in history, fending off challenges from the likes of Sasha Banks, Lacey Evans, and pretty much anyone in a pair of boots who was brazen enough to stand in her way. Her reign finally came to an end on the May 11, 2020, edition of Raw when Lynch announced that she was pregnant and relinquished her cherished prize. At SummerSlam 2021, though, Becky returned in epic fashion, entering the ring after Sasha Banks was deemed unable to challenge SmackDown Women's Champion Bianca Belair, knocking would-be replacement Carmella out of the ring and overcoming The EST of WWE in an impromptu matchup to become a five-time Women's Champion. A short time later, Lynch proved that her star was burning as bright as ever when she was drafted to Raw with the first pick in the 2021 WWE Draft. In 2023, Lynch would become a Triple Crown Champion after she won the WWE Women's Tag Team Championship with Lita.

#becky lynch

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shollowsource · 1 year

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Bianca Belair shares her thoughts on making history with her run as the WWE Raw Women's Champion.

Belair previously made history with Sasha Banks at WWE WrestleMania 37 in 2021, as the two stars became the first Black women to main-event WrestleMania. In that match, Belair defeated Banks to win the SmackDown Women's Championship. Belair later lost the title to Becky Lynch at SummerSlam 2021. "The EST" went on to defeat Lynch and win the Raw Women's Championship at WrestleMania 38, and she has held the title ever since.

#bianca belair #black wrestlers matter #black wrestlers #wwe

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dalekofchaos · 3 years

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WWE has gone back to the Divas era of booking their women’s division

Sasha Banks, the Smackdown Women's Champion, got around a minute of screen time tonight during the Road to Wrestlemania. One of the most popular stars they have right now.

The anticipated Sasha Bianca feud tonight got a stare down and an attempted attack. That's it. Nothing else.

Shayna Baszler vs Natalya lasted around a minute.

Bayley, the longest reigning Smackdown Women's Champion and the women who helped carry the PC Era is again nowhere to be found.

The longest women's segment was a cluster of women put together because they don't know really what to do with them in all honesty. Sound familiar?

It should because this is pretty much the Divas Era. This entire Road to Wrestlemania for the women has been nearly as bad as they were during the Divas Era. It seems that after the women main evented Wrestlemania, creative said we don't really care anymore. The women are not called divas anymore, but they have the exact same booking minus the focus on their looks.

I have never seen such an anticipated feud like Sasha vs Bianca be so lazily built up. Laziness is the word to describe how wwe sees the women's division now and let's be honest, for the most part since Mania 35.

Becky Lynch, the woman who won in the main event of Wrestlemania, struggled for screen time compared to mid card men. On Raw Reunion in 2019, where many more eyes were on Raw, she was in a short talk show segment with Alexa. The winner of the main event of Mania was in a talk show segment in one of the biggest Raws of that time that could have showed returning viewers how things have changed. Constant under booking throughout her reign.

Now Sasha...her reign has been abysmal with little to no story or time at all. Sometimes not even appearing on smackdown. One of the most popular stars getting less than 5 minutes a night usually. While the mid card women are bunched up together like the divas tag matches back when all the divas were in one match to get them on the show. Hell, they won’t even mention her role in The Mandalorian

This is in large pretty much what the divas era was and I'm tired of it.

The women's division right now is just like how the divas division was, minus the focus on their looks and I'm tired of it.

Honestly, the women's division has been on a decline for a while. At first it started out very very slowly with women like Ember Moon taking clean submission losses to people like Lacey Evans in under 5 minutes. But ever since Bruce Prichard became the executive director of Raw and Smackdown, the women's division has taken such a huge step back to the days of the divas at a terrifyingly rapid pace. For the latter part of 2020 on Raw, Lana was getting more TV time than Asuka, ya know, the Raw Women's Champion. There were even a lot of weeks when Asuka wasn't on Raw at all. At no point in time should Lana--unarguably the weakest and most inexperienced women's wrestler in the company, EVER get more ring time than your Women's Champion.

Dana Brooke and Mandy Rose are the most generic makeshift team ever. They legitimately look like the blonde barbie diva team you'd have seen on Raw back in 2007. The Sasha/Bianca build (if you can even call it that) stinks horribly of diva era booking. For nearly a month, they argued over that geek Reginald and in recent weeks, they've given such low effort to building the match that all the excitement fans had for the match back in Janaury is practically nonexistent. And that's ashame and something neither Sasha nor Bianca deserve.

Before she got pregnant, Lacey Evans, Ric Flair, and Charlotte were engaged in a cringy weird love triangle that was getting no one over and was very reminisce of the Torrie/Al/Dawn angle in 2002. I'm not a Charlotte fan by any means, but the woman is a 12x Women's Champion and main evented Wrestlemania. The best non-title feud you can put her in consists of her quarreling with her horny, perverted, viagra pilled up father? And again, why was this getting more TV time than Asuka--who was the Raw Women's Champion...just in case WWE wasn't aware.

Add that in with the Riot Squad pretty much being the punching bags for the Smackdown women's locker room and the shortened matches. It's become quite evident to me that Bruce Prichard really doesn't care about women's wrestling and only sees them as eye candy for him to get 5 minutes of pleasure off of. And considering all the hard work that was done to get the women to a prominent role in WWE, it's just sad and pathetic to see.

#WWE #Sasha Banks #Bianca Belair #Bayley #Shayna Baszler #Natalya #Asuka

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itsadamcole · 3 years

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you’re not broken

fem!reader x kyle o’reilly

reader and Kyle go back to reader’s home in Philadelphia for Christmas. little does Kyle know that reader’s mother isn’t the nicest person .... “i promise you that you’re not broken”

word count: 2.5k+

warnings: angst, mentions of death / plane crash, verbal assault, fluff

— day 3 in a row ... out of (hopefully) 25 —

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part 2

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You smile as you walk up to the front door of your childhood home. Your boyfriend's hand in yours. You hope to God that your parents and siblings will be nice to you. Maybe because Kyle is here then they might.

Christmas at home hasn't been the same since your older sister's plane crash. It's been two years but since the year after she died, your family hasn't been treating you like they used to. They've started comparing you to your sister that passed, telling you that you'll never be like she was, telling you that you'll never achieve the same success that she did in WWE.

It hasn't been the same since she died. You miss your sister. You were best friends and tag partners. She was so understanding when Kyle asked you to join the Undisputed Era and was so supportive when you had a storyline against her after you joined the Undisputed Era.

Kyle knows about some of what your family has said to you, but he doesn't know about what they've said about you and comparing you to your sister.

Speaking of Kyle, he senses you're nervous even though you have a smile on your face. He tightens his grip on your hand and he says, "Relax, Y/N. If they say something to you then I'll make sure to say something back to them. No one hurts my girl without consequences."

You look up at Kyle and say, "You're the best." You smile.

Kyle smiles down at you and pecks your lips before you knock on the door.

There is shuffling behind the door as you smooth out the front of your dark red dress and move closer to Kyle.

Your younger sister, who is thirteen years old, answers the door. "Y/N! You're here!" she says happily.

"Hey, shortie," you say, laughing. "You're not exactly short anymore, are you. You're almost as tall as me. Have you grown since I last saw you?"

She giggles and says, "It's been a little bit since you've seen me, Y/N. Come home more often." Her giggles stop and she starts to pout.

You hug your younger sister and say, "I would love to come home but I have a title to defend." You look at Kyle. He smiles at you.

Ever since your parents changed their attitude toward you, you've stayed away from Philadelphia. You've been staying with Kyle in Orlando to be close to the Performance Center and Full Sail. You haven't been back home since July and it's now December. Your sister turned thirteen in the time you've been away.

"I know," your younger sister says. "I just miss you."

You kiss the side of your sister's head and say, "I miss you too. You can always come down to Florida. I'll even buy you a plane ticket if you want to come visit. Maybe get Y/B/N to come with you since he's 18."

Your older sister was almost 30 when she died. You're 28. There's a ten year difference between you and your brother and your youngest sister is 13.

Y/S/N says, "If Mom and Dad will let me go. They've been strict since the accident and they won't even let us get on a plane."

"I'll talk to them tonight," you say. "Maybe you guys can come spend New Years with Kyle and I."

Kyle nods and says, "The boys will be there too with their girlfriends and wives but we'd love to have you come down, Y/S/N."

She smiles and says, "Yay." Your sister skips inside the house and you sigh, looking up at Kyle.

"Are you naturally that good with kids or what?" you ask.

Kyle laughs and says, "Naturally that good."

You smile and reach up, pressing a kiss to Kyle's lips. You walk into the house holding Kyle's hand.

"Mom!" you call. "I'm here!"

Your mom says, "In the kitchen, sweetheart!" You walk into the large kitchen. You're greeted with the smell of roast beef as soon as you walk into the kitchen.

Y/B/N sits at the kitchen island with Y/S/N and they're playing something on Y/B/N computer. You run up behind your brother and attack him with a hug from behind. "Hey, baby bro," you say.

"Jesus, Y/N," he gasps. "You scared me and I'm trying to win as imposter."

That's when you realize he's playing Among Us. You see his name in red. "Ooh," you giggle. "Let me in at some point tonight. I wanna kick you ass."

You, Kyle, and your siblings laugh. You mother scolds, "Y/N! Language please."

"Ass isn't a bad word, mother," you sigh. "Relax."

Kyle looks at you then looks at your mom, who says, "You know such language is not allowed in this house."

You roll your eyes and say to your brother, "I'll play after dinner, if I'm still here."

Your brother nods and you take Kyle's hand, leaving the kitchen and walking into the living room. Your dad sits on the couch with wrestling on the TV.

"Hi, daddy," you smile, kissing the top of his head. "What are you watching?"

Your dad smiles and say, "Hi, pumpkin. I'm watching one of Shawn Michaels' old matches."

You sit beside your dad and Kyle sits beside you. "Nice to see you again, Mr. L/N," Kyle says.

"You too, Kyle," your dad says. "Is there a match the two of you would like to watch?"

Kyle says, "How about Randy Orton versus Drew McIntyre at Hell in a Cell? That match was amazing."

You dad says, "I agree. It's such a good match." He puts it on. "You have good taste in matches, Kyle."

He laughs and says, "Y/N and I have very similar taste in matches. We both like the matches that involve cells or weapons. Y/N likes tables."

"They're the worst to go through in real life but it's fun to watch other people go through them," you say.

Your dad laughs and says, "Your sister liked table matches too. She said the same thing. They were a pain to go through but she loved watching them."

Your mood tanks at the mention of your sister. Kyle notices this and takes your hand. You rest your head on his shoulder and watch Drew lose his title to Randy.

It's close to twenty minutes later before your mother calls, "Dinner!"

Your dad gets up, walking to the dining room. You look up at Kyle and you say, "Whatever they say, either ignore it or just let me handle it, okay?"

Kyle says, "I'm jumping in if it looks like you need help. I'm serious."

You nod and walk into the dining room with Kyle. Your mother is serving your father dinner. A lot sits out on the large table. A plate with cut up roast beef, corn sits in a bowl, mashed potatoes right next to the corn, biscuits, green beans, and a bowl of mac n' cheese all sit on the table.

You help yourself to some mac n' cheese and say, "Dinner looks amazing, Mom."

"Thank you, Y/N," she says. Her voice is cold. Obviously she's still mad about you saying the word 'ass' in front of her.

Kyle grabs some roast beef and takes a bit. "Mhm," he hums. "This is the best roast beef I've had in a long time."

You smile and say, "Mom slow roasts it in the oven. It takes all day but so worth it." Kyle smiles and takes another bite.

Y/S/N says, "Mom, can Y/B/N and I spend New Years in Florida with Y/N and Kyle?"

Mom looks at you then at your sister before asking, "How do you plan on getting back here, Y/S/N?"

You look at your mom and say, "I can accompany them back. Kyle and I leave in two days to go back to Orlando so we can just book Y/S/N and Y/B/N seats on the same flight as Kyle and I."

"Please, Mom?" your sister pleads.

"Yeah, please?" your brother chimes in.

Your mom looks at your siblings and says, "You both know how I feel about planes. They crash."

Your sister gets a sad look on her face and you say, "It's very rare, Mom. I've flown plenty of times."

"You were supposed to be on the flight that Y/OS/N was on," your mother snaps. "You realize that, right?"

A pang of hurt hits you in the chest and you say, "I'm well aware but it's not my fault that the plane crashed, Mom."

Your mother looks at you from across the table and says, "It should've been you on that plane, Y/N. Instead it was your sister, who actually made this family proud."

Kyle says, "Woah, okay. Mrs. L/N, that's not fair on Y/N's part. She had no idea that the plane would crash."

Tears well up in your eyes and you say, "I make this family proud too, Mom. I've held tag titles, I currently hold the only women's singles title in NXT. I'm in a group that has made history in NXT. I've made history with Y/OS/N as longest reigning and most reigns as WWE Women's Tag Team champion."

Your mother says, "Your sister held the Raw Women's title for a record breaking 450 days. How long have you held the NXT Women's title for?"

"348 days, and counting," you spit at her. "I'm only behind her by 100 days, which I plan on breaking. Then I plan on breaking Asuka's longest reign of 510 days just to prove to you that I can do every fucking thing that Y/OS/N did!"

Your mother's eyes widen and she says, "Curse one more time in my house and you will never be allowed back in."

You stare at her and say, "Fine. Fuck you, Mom. Fuck you for ever comparing me to Y/OS/N and fuck you for never being proud of me even though I've achieved the same success as she did." You look at your siblings. "Go upstairs and pack a suitcase. I'm taking you two with me."

They nod and run upstairs. You slam your silverware down on the table and you stand up. Your mother says, "That is not how you talk to your mother, Y/N."

You cry, "You have not been my mother since my sister died. Not the way that you've been treating me."

As you walk away, you hear Kyle say, "She's grieving too. She knows that it should have been her too, and she'll carry that with her for the rest of her life. She doesn't need her mother of all people telling her that it should've been her in the plane instead of Y/OS/N. Her sister was her best friend and she lost a lot that day too."

Your sister and brother walk down the stairs and you look at them. Your sister runs to you and hugs you. Your brother hugs you too. You hug them back.

Kyle walks out into the foyer and you look up at him. He says, "Come on. I'll change our flights to tonight and we can be down in Florida by midnight. We'll buy Y/S/N and Y/B/N some clothes when we get back to Orlando."

You nod, leaving the house with Kyle and your siblings.

***

It's right after midnight when you, Kyle, and your siblings get back to the house you share with Kyle.

You moved in with Kyle about six months ago after a year or so of dating. The house is three bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, and two floors. You sigh as you walk in the door.

Kyle sets your siblings up in the guest bedrooms as you go and lay in your bedroom. You finally change out of the dress and get into one of Kyle's shirts. You curl into a ball and let out what you've been holding in.

Your face is in your pillow and your makeup is being cried off your face.

The door to the bedroom closes and Kyle sighs, "Your siblings are in bed and they're both all set up in their rooms."

You sit up and look at Kyle. He looks at you and his face falls. He grabs a box of tissues and you say, "I'm a mess, I'm sorry." You take a tissue and wipe your makeup stained tears away.

"You're okay," he says, sitting next to you. "It's okay to cry, Y/N. You don't have to be strong every day, especially after what you have been through."

You crawl over onto Kyle's lap and say, "I feel broken, Kyle. I have since my sister died in that plane crash. I feel like I haven't healed at all."

"Hey," Kyle says. "I promise you that you're not broken, Y/N. You're sad, you're grieving, but you're not broken."

You start to cry softly and say, "I miss her, Kyle. Why couldn't it have been me instead of her?"

Kyle says, "Don't say that. Please don't. I need you here. Your sister and your brother need you here. The WWE Universe needs you here. Adam, Roderick, and Bobby need you here. Don't let your mother tell you otherwise."

You look up at Kyle. He wipes your tears away with his thumbs. You say, "I love you, Kyle. I'm so in love with you."

Kyle smiles at you and says, "I love you too, Y/N. I need you here. Selfishly, a part of me is glad you were on that plane because I don't know what I would do without you."

You lean in and press a lingering kiss to his lips. Kyle kisses you back before he pulls back and says, "Marry me."

"Kyle," you say, meeting his eyes.

He says, "I'm serious. Marry me. You can come to my family's house in Canada for holidays, we can spend the rest of our lives doing this. I love you, and I want to start a family with you."

You don't hesitate to nod and say, "Yes. I'll marry you, Kyle."

Kyle smiles and kisses you. You smile into the kiss. You smile for real for the first time in a very long time.

That smile doesn't leave your lips as you lay with Kyle in bed, cuddles up to him. He holds you in his arms and your legs are intertwined with his.

His fingers run through your hair. Your eyes are closed and he says, "I don't have a ring yet, by the way. I didn't even know that I was going to propose until I did."

You giggle and say, "We'll go ring shopping eventually. I just want to lay with you right now."

Kyle shifts a bit and gets comfortable. You smile and begin to doze off.

"Merry Christmas, baby," Kyle whispers. "I forgot to tell you at midnight."

You mumble, "Merry Christmas, Kyle."

Then you fall asleep.

#kyle o’reilly imagine #kyle o’reilly fluff #kyle o’reilly x reader #wrestling imagine #wrestling fluff #wwe imagine #wwe fluff #nxt imagine #nxt fluff #imagines #imagine #fluff #fluff imagine #christmas imagine #fluffmas

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phantoms-rain · 3 years

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Longest reigning smackdown women’s champion

Raw women’s champion

Inaugural Women’s tag team champion

Nxt women’s champion

Money in the bank winner

1st ever women’s grand slam champion

….and your best “receipt” was the Bella twins 🤣

Come get y’all’s champion….🥴

#wwe #wwe smackdown

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cousinmarcustalkswrestling · 3 years

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WWE 2021 Dream Matches

Randy Orton vs Tommaso Ciampa

Yes, I’m critical of Randy Orton and I don’t really go for feuds where social media is such an important factor, but I’m really intrigued by this. I definitely understand Ciampa’s reluctance to go to the “main” roster, but this would be a great way to have a unique one off feud, perhaps for Wrestlemania. Even though its been important for their “feud” I wouldn’t make this a battle of ideologies. Instead, it should just be a battle of attrition between two dastardly heels that don’t like each other. I can vividly see Ciampa mocking Orton’s pose after a brutal sneak attack and Orton returning the favor with the hand wave after punting Ciampa. If Orton is up for working a more fast-paced “NXT” style, I could see this being really great. BOOK IT!!

The Fiend vs Adam Cole

Wacky, I know, but hear me out. This would be like the modern day version of the Undertaker vs Shawn Michaels feud from 97. NO, I’M NOT SAYING ADAM COLE IS THE MODERN DAY SHAWN MICHAELS! What I am saying is that few people do manic, unhinged terror quite like Adam Cole. This would be a super fun feud with The Fiend invading NXT and terrorizing the UE. I can imagine some super fun segments like Undisputed Era version of the Firefly Fun House and even Alexa Bliss appearing and maybe entrancing Kyle O’Reilly. Some fun ideas, keep the match super short though. BOOK IT!!

Asuka vs Shayna Baszler

Well Raw is the stupidest fucking wrestling show in the land, so of course Charlotte will be skyrocketed to the top of the card and everybody will be left behind her. In the perfect world though, we would be building towards this match for Wrestlemania. They’re the two longest reigning NXT women champions with similar styles based around skilled striking and tactical submission work. Plus, they have some history with Shayna choking Asuka out at Elimination Chamber 2020. I like simple storylines, so Shayna’s challenge and antagonizing can be based around Shayna doing what Asuka does at a higher level. Give em twenty minutes and a clean finish and let em tear the house down. BOOK IT!!

Asuka vs Io Shirai

They’re former teammates from their time in the Smash promotion in Japan and had a split that may have left a little animosity between them, but that’s more speculation than anything. We saw Asuka help Io against the Golden Role Models and they embraced each other. This would be a fantastic Survivor Series match or maybe even for a special episode of NXT that features Asuka’s return. The cool mysterious video packages that usually do for Io’s Takeover matches would fit this match great because of Asuka’s flamboyant nature. The Genius of the Sky vs The Empress of Tomorrow. The match would have an awesome striker vs high flyer dynamic and they would just let loose with hard hitting action. BOOK IT!!

Sasha Banks vs Rhea Ripley

Look, I love Bianca Belair, she’s sexy, she’s cool, she has a super bright future. But Rhea Ripley is just that much better. She lost a lot of her juice with the Charlotte feud but she rebounded strongly and really cemented herself as an elite worker with her matches against Mercedes Martinez, Raquel Gonzalez, & Io Shirai. The one thing the main roster has lacked since the introduction of the Horsewomen is a good power worker. The closest thing Sasha has faced to a good power worker was Ronda Rousey in 2019. Rhea would add a new cooler dynamic to the roster and a match with Sasha would be the best matchup that could be made. Sasha’s outrageous selling and bumping would go into overdrive to make Rhea look like the Vader of the lady’s division. With Sasha’s psychology and ridiculous counter skills, this could be match of the year candidate if it ever happens and creative gives it the importance that it deserves.

Becky Lynch vs Bayley

This is very uncertain considering Becky just had a baby and who knows when she’s gonna return. But they’re the only combination of the Four Horsewomen that have never had a singles match or extended feud. It’s an easy feud to book considering their recent histories. Becky can return criticizing Bayley for becoming this petty, vindictive, evil little person. “And look what its got ya. Nothing! Lost your title. Lost your best friend. Lost all the fans that supported you and held you down through thick and thin.” Bayley can easily retort that she did what she had to do to boost her career and keep WWE alive while Becky played Susie Homemaker. Simple Stuff. I don’t have any doubts about what they can do in the ring, because they’ve both proven how elite they are and they both have scrappier styles compared to Sasha and Charlotte. Book it!!

Roman Reigns vs Daniel Bryan

Listen, man, Jey Uso had some awesome breakout performances against Roman. Drew McIntyre is awesome and they had a great hoss match. Kevin Owens is awesome and they had an awesome brawl at TLC. But Daniel Fucking Bryan is just built different, dawg. His timing, his selling, his resilience, his creativity. You add that with the brutal storytelling force that Roman has unleashed as the Tribal Chief and we got the makings of a classic. They already had a great match at Fastlane 2015 during a time that really wasn’t productive for Roman, but 6 years later, its time. The Yes Movement will invade the Island of Relevancy and we’ll all be grateful for it.

#wwe #2021 #roman reigns #daniel bryan #randy orton #tommaso ciampa #the fiend #adam cole #becky lynch #bayley #sasha banks #rhea ripley #asuka #shayna baszler #io shirai

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imamajesticseahorse · 3 years

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😑😑😑 I am so torn. I'm glad Bianca won the Rumble, she is the best choice. And I'm glad that she is being treated like the star she is and getting the build and the hype. I would be happy to see her challenge Sasha, which seems like the most likely choice. What I'm not so happy about? Sasha probably going 0-6 at WM.

I had reblogged someone else's post and made a whole rant, and I'm gonna go ahead and go on that same rant. Sorry not sorry. Sasha has so many accomplishments and accolades to her name, but they feel so empty sometimes because how often did Sasha get something meaningful out of it? She is a 5x Raw Womens Champion and her longest reign was what? 27 days? Hey remember the time they gave it to her for 8 days? 😒 She has been on the MR for almost 6 years and it is absolutely criminal that this is the first title reign to go past 100 days. She is a grand slam champion, I will give that to WWE that they have allowed her that accomplishment. But beyond that, she was rarely ever given the ball to really run with. They gave her a lot of first time matches, and then proceeded to have her lose them. She has never won a Rumble, never held the MITB, never "survived" at Survivor Series, never won at WM. Sasha is young and has time, but it is so irritating because again, 6 years on the MR and has proven time and time again that she is way over with fans and is incredibly talented at what she does, and WWE has missed a lot of opportunities.

It is especially frustrating because you look at the pushes that Charlotte and Becky got. Charlotte gets pushed regardless of how fans feel about her, and Becky in some respects got lucky and for once the WWE decided to actually capitalize on the momentum. By lucky, I'm not trying to discredit her work or anything like that, but without her heel turn coming at Charlotte's expense and without Nia busting her face, would her run have been what it was? Obviously no one can say, but those are two things that were a large part of what elevated her and her arc.

I don't know. I think the point of this post is that it can be really frustrating being a Sasha fan at times. You just get used to expecting the worst and waiting around.

#sasha banks #wwe #wwe smackdown #sasha deserves better #wwe wrestlemania #wrestlemania

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cozyaliensuperstar7 · 11 months

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From @solosikoa's IG story

Loyalty but what about your brothers Solo?

Lawd this Samoan Soap Opera is so intense...

#solo sikoa #paul heyman #roman reigns #the tribal chief #undisputed wwe universal champion #longest reigning raw women's champion ever #greatest universal champion ever #1000+ days and counting...#the greatest

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gamergirl929 · 4 years

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Behind Enemy Lines (But You’re Always On My Mind (Becky Lynch x Reader)

Request @4themortalinstruments4 :If anyone were to tell you that when you joined the main roster, you’d basically become Charlotte Flair’s Dana Brooke, you would’ve told them they were crazy. If they told you that you’d fall in love with Charlotte’s #1 rival, Becky Lynch… You would’ve told them they were insane.

I really owe @4themortalinstruments4, if it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have been made aware about someone on Wattpad stealing my work and claiming it as their own, so here’s your fic my friend!

SMUTTY SMUT SMUT AHEAD.

When you were first asked about your WWE career, you never in a million years thought you’d become Dana Brooke 2.0, becoming Charlotte Flair’s sidekick and heavy when you were called up to the main roster.

Though you were standing side by side with Charlotte Flair, you couldn’t help the way your heart skipped a beat when a certain Irishwoman’s music would fill the arena.

Becky Lynch, Charlotte Flair’s ultimate rival and here you were, pining for the Raw Women’s Champion, The Man.

It wasn’t supposed to be this way, but in all honesty, you were never supposed to be Charlotte Flair’s sidekick, but here you were, standing at her side, face impassive as Becky made her way to the ring.

As per usual though, Becky gives you a dazzling smile before she turns to Charlotte, that smile turning into a cocky smirk.

Every smile she’d directed at you was filled with kindness, a kindness that was reflected in her brown orbs.

Even after Charlotte had made you interfere with matches that she and Becky Lynch were in, the Raw Women’s Champion was still nothing but kind to you and you couldn’t fathom why, you’d cost her a match or two, and she still didn’t treat you with any animosity, going as far as to comfort you when Charlotte’s ire turned towards you.

“Y/N!” Charlotte screams into the mic and you jump, tensing as you turn to the blonde who stares at you with angry green orbs.

“Sorry Charlotte.” You frown, the woman’s nostrils flaring as she glares at you.

“I didn’t elevate your career and take you in as my protégé for you to not even listen when the Queen speaks!”

Charlotte slaps you across the face and your lip curls in a snarl.

You cover your mouth with your hand and stare at the Queen, anger obvious in your Y/E/C orbs.

Hatred for the woman had been growing for weeks, each slap and insult from her sharp tongue causing your rage to grow.

Becky notices your growing rage and puts a hand up.

“Yer lucky ya got anyone in yer corner Charlotte.” Becky motions to you and you smirk behind your hand.

Charlotte glances at you out of the corner of her eye, face scrunched up as if she’d smelled or tasted something bad.

Charlotte scoffs.

“The longer I have Y/N around, the more of a liability she becomes.” Flair growls and you close your eyes, feeling your loyalty to the woman dwindling.

“I don’t know if ya have realized, but Y/N is da only reason ya have won ANY matches against me.” Becky shrugs and the crowd cheers, agreeing with their champion.

Charlotte rolls her eyes angrily.

“I could win without her, name the time and the place.”

***

“I can’t believe you! I tell you do to one thing and you keep screwing it up!” Charlotte gives you a rough shove, shoving you back into a table backstage, knocking everything off its surface.

She lets out a loud, angry groan before stomping off, leaving you behind.

You let out a lengthy sigh, frowning as you move to your feet.

“Ya don’t ave ta take dat from her ya know?”

You turn, giving Becky a small smile as she places a hand on your shoulder.

You glance around, making sure there are no cameras on you when you let out a sad sigh.

“She’s right though, I do owe her.” You frown and Becky shakes her head.

“No ya don’t. Charlotte owes ya for all da shit she’s put ya through.”

You give her an emotionless half smile and a shrug.

“I’d never be anywhere near the spotlight if I wasn’t Charlotte Flair’s lackey.” You frown, tears in your eyes.

Becky places her title on the table behind you and surprises you by cupping your cheeks.

“Yer Y/N, a former NXT Women’s Champion, one of da longest reigning in fact.” Becky grins. “Ya don’t need Charlotte Flair to be successful. Remember dat.”

You blush at the feel of Becky’s thumbs running gently back and forth across the flesh of your cheeks, earning a toothy grin from the woman when you lean into her touch.

Much to your dismay, Becky’s hands leave your cheeks causing your eyes to flash open.

Becky’s own cheeks are tinged pink as she grabs her title from the table behind you.

“Remember Y/N, Charlotte needs ya, ya don’t need her.”

Becky reaches out, taking your hand and giving it a squeeze before she turns and makes her way down the hallway, unbeknownst to you, biting back a smile as her heart skips a beat.

You’re in a similar state, watching the woman go with a grin, your heart swelling with adoration for the Raw Women’s Champion.

***

The Royal Rumble, you were one of the final three in the Royal Rumble and the one who would ultimately eliminate you, was the one and only, Charlotte Flair, who was currently staring down Becky Lynch.

This was it, the moment you knew was coming.

You watch as Charlotte targets the injured knee of Becky Lynch, courtesy of the irresistible force, Nia Jax.

Charlotte grabs Becky’s leg, kicking it, tying it up in the ropes before giving it a jerk with her own long legs.

Your teeth are clenched from where you are leaning back against the barricade, Charlotte hanging Becky up on the ropes to deliver kick after kick to the Irishwoman’s injured leg.

Your heart races as Charlotte is tossed over the top rope, but instead of falling to the floor she lands on the apron, delivering a kick to Becky’s leg.

You get angrier with each kick until you can't take it anymore and move gingerly to your feet.

The fans start screaming as you move towards the ring, gathering the attention of The Queen.

You glance at Becky who was leaned back against a turnbuckle, her brown orbs watching you intently as you slip back into the ring, much to the ref’s dismay.

You push passed her in favor of standing nose to nose with Charlotte, the woman’s green orbs full of a fury you’d never seen before.

“I MADE YOU! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!? YOU’D BE NOTHING WITHOUT ME! I OWN YOU!” Charlotte screams as she slaps you across the face.

Your head turns violently, angry Y/E/C orbs locking with a worried pair of brown orbs.

You snarl, breathing heavily as you turn back to Charlotte, leaning your head back and smacking your forehead against her nose.

Charlotte falls back into the ropes, her hands on her aching nose as she stares at you with wide green orbs full of shock.

The fans throw their hands in the air, shouting YES! YES! YES! as you angrily advance on Charlotte, grabbing her by her blonde hair and smacking her face into the turnbuckle, over and over again until you’re satisfied.

She falls back onto the mat, scooting across the ring until her back meets the turnbuckle furthest away from you.

“YOU DON’T OWN ME BITCH.” You scream, the fans cheering so loud the arena is deafening.

You race towards the corner, kneeing Charlotte right in the face before rolling backwards and drop kicking her again, right in the face.

It’s with sick satisfaction that you realize she’s been busted open.

You back into the corner opposite and kneel down, eyeing Charlotte like an angry lion eyes its prey.

Charlotte eventually stumbles to her feet and you grin with satisfaction as you turn towards her.

The fans scream as you connect with Charlotte’s midsection delivering a viscous spear.

The commentators are going wild, all talking over one another excitedly and in disbelief.

You jump to your feet, letting out a Roman Reigns like scream as you stare down at the stunned woman.

“Fuck you.” You snarl, the fans close enough to hear your insult cheering and laughing as they clap their hands.

You turn to Becky, who gives you a grin, a brow arched.

“Finally.” Becky laughs as you hold your hand out to her and pull her to her feet.

The fans are all for it, cheering and screaming their assent with the usual YES YES YES chants.

“Now throw her ass out of the ring and go to WrestleMania.” You say, curtly nodding before you slip out of the ring with a triumphant smirk.

You watch the remainder of the match with a cocky smirk and when Charlotte is tossed over the top rope, you can’t help but grin, walking over to the downed Flair and glaring down at her with an ever-growing smile.

“I’ll get you back for this.” She growls and you grin, kneeling down beside her.

“I can’t fucking wait.”

Becky waves you into the ring and you’re happy to slip inside, grabbing the woman’s hand and holding it high in the air, the two of you celebrating, not only your assault and break down of your and Charlotte’s relationship, but the red-haired woman’s win and guaranteed match at WrestleMania.

***

“Can I go now?” Becky grumbles from her place on the trainer’s bed and you roll your eyes, your arms crossed across your chest.

“Stop being stubborn and let him take care of you.” You chuckle and Becky groans loudly, but stops her arguing in favor of grumbling instead.

You take a seat on the bed behind her and run your fingers through her hair as the doctor fusses over Becky’s injured leg.

Though the action is new to the both of you, it’s strangely comforting, the two of you relaxed by the mere presence of one another, you wouldn’t think you used to be the side kick of the Queen, Charlotte Flair.

When Becky lets out a wince, your fingers still, untangling from her hair in favor of gently scratching her back.

“Shhhh, it’s okay.” You whisper, the woman immediately relaxing with a tired sigh.

“That should do it.” The trainer says as her moves to his feet.

You look down at his handy work, noting the bag of ice currently strapped to Becky’s leg.

“It’s best that when you get back to your hotel room to keep it elevated, don’t want to strain it any further. Do you have anyone who can stay with you? Just in case you need anything?” The trainer asks and Becky turns to you with a smirk.

You laugh.

“Yeah, she does.”

***

You roll your eyes at the sound of the bathroom door opening accompanied by a wince and a groan.

“You were supposed to get me when you were done.” You smirk as you slip an arm around Becky, letting her lean on you as you help her towards the bed.

“I’m starting to understand why Charlotte was feuding with you.” You smirk as Becky sits on the edge of the bed.

“Wat do ya mean?” Becky grumbles as you help her lift her injured leg onto the bed, frowning and whispering apologies as you help elevate her leg.

“You’re stubborn.” You smirk and Becky rolls her eyes, sticking her tongue out at you.

“The winner of the Women’s Royal Rumble folks.” You snicker as you flop down on the bed beside her.

“Shut it.” She winks and you grin, turning towards her with a blush.

You send her a wink earning a playful eye roll from the woman before the two of you turn towards the TV where some infomercial for a new gadget is playing.

“Why did ya decide ta do it?” Becky whispers and you turn to her, brow furrowed.

“Why did ya turn on her tonight?” She asks and you turn away with a blush.

“I uhh...” You swallow hard, closing your eyes tightly.

“She kept hitting you.” You whisper under your breath and Becky’s eyes widen.

“What?” She whispers and you swallow hard.

“She kept hitting your leg, over and over again and I just, I wanted her to stop.” You shake your head angrily. “And I would’ve done anything to get her to stop.”

Becky eyes your profile intently, her cheeks flushed.

“I didn’t know ya cared so much...” She whispers and you smile, glancing down at your twitching fingers.

Becky slowly moves closer, so silent in fact that you jump when she places her hand on top of your own.

You turn towards her, your eyes wide as they dart around her face.

With Becky so close, you can not only feel her hot breath on your face, the smell of mint clouding your senses. You get lost counting the black flecks in Becky’s brown orbs, so lost in fact you don’t realize she’s leaning forwards.

You inhale softly when Becky’s lips brush against your own, the woman immediately pulling back eyes wide in horror.

“I-I’m so sorry, I just, I thought...”

You cup Becky’s cheek, the Irishwoman’s eyes wide as your thumb runs along her bottom lip.

It’s then you realize that everything you’d felt for the woman since you and Charlotte had joined forces had been reflected in her brown orbs, every time she sent you a kind smile, every time she’d congratulate you on a win, or comfort you backstage after Charlotte treated you unnecessarily poor, she’d look at you the same way she’s looking at you right now, with brown orbs full of nothing but love.

You brush your lips against hers, smiling.

“I can’t believe I missed it...” You whisper. “All this time.”

Becky’s brow furrows as her eyes scan your face.

“Your eyes give you away.” You whisper and the aforementioned pair of orbs widen.

Becky closes her eyes, leaning into your touch.

You watch her with a loving smile, leaning forwards, your lips lightly brushing hers.

“Kiss me again.” You whisper and the Raw Women’s Champion is happy to oblige, her lips meeting yours in a tender kiss.

Nothing you could’ve ever imagined would’ve done the kiss justice, it’s like nothing you’d ever felt before and at the risk of sounding corny it’s almost like your soul had been ripped in two and with a kiss, your soul was again whole.

Becky pulls back, gasping for air as the kiss ends, your forehead resting against hers as the two of you try to catch your breaths.

Your eyes search Becky’s, Becky’s own orbs searching yours, searching in the hopes of seeing how they’re feeling inside reflected in one another’s orbs and happily, you both find what you’re searching for.

Becky surges forwards, her lips again meeting yours.

The press of her lips against your own knocks the air from your lungs, the woman gasping into your open mouth.

You tilt your head, changing the angle of the kiss.

Becky’s fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer as she traps your bottom lip between her lips, giving it a gentle suck.

You let out a groan that has Becky pulling back, her pupils expanding as her eyes search your face.

Your lips meet again, your fingertips tracing Becky’s jawline as you flick your tongue teasingly against her lips.

“Lass...” She sighs, her lips disconnecting with your own before they again meet.

Becky groans when you give her bottom lip a nip, tugging it with you as you pull away.

You go in for another kiss, and without any prompting, Becky’s lips part.

Your tongue slips into her mouth, whining when her tongue swipes against your own for the first time.

You shiver at the throb that shoots through your body and straight to your core, the sensitive nub between your legs throbbing, so much so that you let out a moan.

Becky grins against your lips as her tongue slips into your mouth, swirling playfully around your own before teasing it.

Becky surprises the both of you when she rolls over, climbing on top of you though when puts any pressure on her leg she lets out a cry.

“Hey, hey.” You whisper, slowly rolling her back over until her back meets the mattress.

“Easy.” You whisper, Becky letting out a groan.

“But I want ta kiss ya.” She grumbles and you smirk, leaning in for another kiss.

“We can still do that.” Your lips split into a grin as you press a kiss to her lips.

“What if I wanted...” She starts and you pull back, your brows furrowed.

By the flush on Becky’s cheeks, it’s easy for you to put two and two together.

Your lips split into a grin and Becky turns away, her cheeks blood red.

“Tell me what you want...” You purr into her ear your finger trailing down one of her bare thighs.

Becky shivers, inhaling sharply when your finger runs up the inside her thigh, your fingers, purposely, stilling over her covered sex.

“Tell me.” You whisper, biting her earlobe as you press your fingers against the front of her shorts, reveling in the way the woman’s hips jump.

“Here?” You whisper, your fingers twitching.

Becky’s brow furrows.

“Right der.”

Becky grabs onto your arm as you teasingly draw large circles over the front of her shorts, the added feel of her clothes rubbing against the little bundle of nerves between her legs.

“Oh god.” She whispers as you use three fingers to rub small, tight circles over the front of her shorts.

Becky inhales sharply as her eyes lock with yours, your eyes glassy as you watch the woman shudder and shake in pleasure.

Her hips cant and you smirk.

“Feels so good.” Becky gasps as you nip at her jawline, your fingers rubbing firm, tight circles over her slowly dampening shorts.

Becky wraps an arm around you, her fingers prodding into your back as her hips roll against your fingers.

Becky grabs your arm as her hips roll wildly, chasing her release.

“I’m so close.” Becky cries out as her mouth drops open, brow furrowed.

Stars explode behind her eyes as she cums and you can only watch in awe as her body shivers and shakes.

You help Becky come down from her high, the woman panting as your fingers eventually still.

Becky pants heavily, heavy eye lids fluttering open, her brown orbs locking with your Y/E/C orbs.

“Sh-Shit...” She breathes out and you grin, leaning down to press a kiss to her lips.

Becky starts to try to fumble with your own shorts and you shake your head, grabbing her wrist.

“Lay back, let me take care of you.” You whisper against her lips as you kiss her softly.

Becky watches with blown pupils as you move to the end of the bed, crawling up between her legs.

Delicately, you spread her uninjured leg and slip between them, leaning down and nuzzling against the front of Becky’s damp shorts.

“Ungh.” Becky grunts, eyes closing.

You crawl up the woman, sitting between her legs as you give her shirt a tug.

“Take it off.” You smirk and Becky is quick to oblige, tossing the shirt over your shoulder in seconds.

You lick your lips, eyeing the newly exposed flesh hungrily.

Without hesitation you lean down, kiss and nipping at the tops of Becky’s breast, the woman gazing down at you with hooded brow orbs.

Becky’s unable to keep still when you take one of her pert nipples between your teeth and give it a tug, your hand groping her other breast, your palm gliding back and forth across her nipple.

You take a large part of her best in her mouth and give it a hard suck, your tongue flicking against her nipple as you release her breast with a pop.

Becky’s brow furrows as you lavish her other breast with attention before pressing your lips against hers, tongue invading her mouth seconds later.

You pull back too quickly for Becky’s liking and she lets out a whine, but when you give the hem of her shorts a tug, she groans.

She leans back, raising her hips aiding you in pulling her shorts down.

You pull them off one leg before gently guiding them down Becky’s injured leg. She winces and you frown, leaning down to press a kiss to Becky’s injured, bruised knee.

“It’s okay.” You whisper as you kiss it tenderly before turning your attention back to your intended target, Becky’s panties.

Before Becky can even open your mouth you grab her lace panties and tear them off of her, throwing them over your shoulder.

“Damn.” She lets out, breathlessly, her core throbbing as you smirk.

The second you eye Becky’s glistening slit, you can’t help but lick your lips, eager to taste the woman on your tongue.

Your eyes lock with Becky’s as you slowly duck down, your tongue running along her dripping slit.

Becky grabs fistfuls of the sheets beneath her, her back arching as her brow furrows.

Meanwhile, you’re in utter ecstasy at the taste of her and you can’t help but duck your head to lick and lap up her wetness.

“Oh god!” Becky cries as you lick at her wildly, possessed by the woman’s taste.

Becky rocks hard against your mouth as your tongue works slipping inside her tight heat to explore.

Becky’s in pure bliss, brow furrowed as you work your magic tongue inside of her before pulling it out and swirling it around her clit.

You glance up at Becky, smirking when you see her hands fisted in the sheet, eyes slammed shut.

“Look at me.” You whisper against her and Becky shudders before her eyes flutter open, her dark brown, black orbs locking with yours.

You send her a wink before you pull her clit between your lips and give it a suck.

“UGH!” Becky cries out, shuddering wildly at the amount of pleasure running through her.

By the way she rocks against your mouth, you can tell she’s close, so right as she starts to chase her release you pull back with a massive grin.

“No, no, no don’t stop. I was so close.” Becky begs, voice raspy as her eyes lock with yours.

Becky watches you intently as you push yourself onto your knees, using your fingers to spread her lower lips.

Becky’s brows furrow as your thumb runs, slowly up along her clit, the woman’s brow furrowing as she lets out a moan.

You pull the hood of her clit back and lean down with a smile.

“Open your eyes.” You whisper as you press kisses around her swollen clit. “I want you to watch me make you cum.” You purr, flicking your tongue against her clit.

Becky’s eyes flutter open and lock with yours.

Slowly, painfully slowly, in Becky’s opinion, you duck your head and run your tongue along Becky’s newly exposed flesh that was hidden beneath the hood of her clit.

Becky’s mouth drops open, a high-pitched whine bursting from her open mouth as she cums, coating your chin in her juices.

You lick her clean with her eager tongue until she cups your cheek, a sign to you that she’s had enough, at least, for now.

Becky pants heavily, a blissed out grin on her face as you climb up her body, playfully kissing her cheeks, leaving behind traces of her own cum behind, which you’re only happy to clean up.

Becky lets out a tired chuckle as you nuzzle into the curve of her jaw.

“You need a break?” You purr against her jawline as you nip it playfully and she yawns.

“Maybe a short one.”

You lean back realizing almost immediately that Becky had passed out, a smile on her face.

You shake your head as you press a kiss to her forehead.

“Just wait until you wake up.”

***

Less than an hour later Becky’s eyes flutter open, brow furrowing as the dart around the room.

“Well, look who’s awake.” You smirk as Becky turns to you, yawning.

“Did ya knock me out?” She asks with a yawn and you grin, laughing.

“You could say that...” You prop yourself up on your elbow with a wink. “And I’d be more than happy to do it again.”

Becky’s still wet clit twitches and she closes her eyes, sighing.

“Can’t say I’d stop ya...” She whispers and you smirk, leaning forward to kiss her lips softly.

Your lips part and Becky’s tongue slips inside, flicking and massaging your own passionately.

It’s then she realizes with roaming hands that you’re bare, the two of you eventually part, both humming as your eyes flutter open.

You turn, your lips brushing the shell of Becky’s ear.

“I have something I want to use on you, is that okay?” You whisper and Becky shudders, her insides clenching at the possibilities.

“Fuck ya.” She says, voice gravely and you grin, giving her earlobe a nip and tug as you pull back.

“Close your eyes, no peeking.” You smirk as you slip out of bed and Becky lets out a groan, though her eyes remain shut.

The only warning, she gets is the sound of vibrating before the toy is pushed against her clit, the woman’s hips rolling as she lets out a moan.

Becky grins as you pull the vibrator away with a smirk.

“I thought you’d like that.” You grin, leaning down to press a kiss to Becky’s flat stomach.

“Where’d ya get dat?” She asks and you grin.

“Had it with me.” You shrug and Becky’s cheeks flush at the thought of you using the toy on yourself.

You smirk at her reaction, crawling up between her legs and laying on top of her.

“I'd use it almost every night...” You whisper as you press kisses to Becky’s nipples before kissing up her chest, to her neck.

“Every time I’d use it, I’d think of one person...” You whisper, nipping at her earlobe, your tongue flicking against it.

Becky’s tongue slips between the tight line formed by her lips and you smirk.

“I’d think of your eyes, and that cocky smile...” You whisper, taking the toy and putting it between your own legs with a smirk, moaning the second it comes in contact with your clit.

Becky’s eyes fly open, dropping down to the apex between your thighs, her pupils dilating when she realizes you’re using the toy on yourself.

“I’d think about the way that smile would feel between my legs...” You whisper, gasping when you feel Becky’s fingers toying at your entrance.

“And the way your fingers would feel inside me.” You groan when her fingers slip inside of you.

“Ugh, fuck.” You growl, turning the vibrator up.

You let out a squeak when Becky curls her fingers, hitting so deep inside you that your toes curl.

“I’d think about...” You pant, unable to finish as Becky’s fingers slip in and out of you, the sound obscene in the nearly silent room.

Your brows furrow, mouth hanging open as Becky’s fingers slip in and out of you, fingertips dragging against your front wall.

“Oh god, there...” You moan, the toy vibrating against your clit as Becky hits the spot deep inside you that makes your body shudder and shake.

“Oh god, Becky!” You cry out, your release surprising you as your body shivers, your insides clenching around Becky’s fingers, the toy still vibrating against your clit.

You drop the toy, it landing somewhere in the bed while Becky’s fingers slow, helping you down from your high.

Your body sags as you lean into Becky, panting against her neck.

Becky grins as you twitch in her embrace, the woman pressing kisses to any bit of flesh she can.

You pull back, grinning as your nose brushes Becky’s.

“I guess nothing I could’ve imagined would’ve been like the real thing.” You grin and Becky’s brow arches, that cocky smile you love so much spreading across her face.

“I guess we gotta see if my tongue feels better dan ya imagined too?” Becky smirks and you hum.

“I don’t want you hurting your leg.” You whisper and Becky reaches down, giving your bare ass a squeeze.

“I won’t.” She says as she kisses your lips, trapping your bottom lip between hers before giving it a tug.

“Sit on my face.” She whispers against your lips and you gasp softly, pupils dilating.

Your eyes dart around her face, cheeks flushing.

“Are you sure...?” You whisper and Becky grins.

“I can’t take it anymore I want ta taste ya so bad, I want ya so bad. If ya don’t get up here I’m taking over.” She whispers against your lips and you smile, your lips pressing against hers.

You kiss her again before standing up on the bed and straddling her neck, your wet core not far from her eager mouth.

Becky lets put a hum.

“Are you sure?” You ask again, but instead of an answer, Becky sits up, burying her face between your legs.

Your mouth drops open and you let out a gasp, your brows furrowed.

Again your imagination couldn’t have done the feeling justice, Becky’s tongue was eagerly flicking against you, tasting, teasing, and you couldn’t have imagined anything like this if you tried.

You grab the headboard, your head leaned back as your thighs shake.

Becky smirks against you and you throw your head back with a moan, a sound the Irishwoman would be happy hearing for the rest of her life.

Becky shakes her head back and forth, her nose rubbing your clit as her tongue works inside you.

Your hips start rocking, the telltale signs of your release creeping up, but you do your best to stave it off, never wanting Becky Lynch to come out from between your legs.

Becky gives your clit a hard suck and you moan, realizing now that you’re basically teetering over the edge of a great summit.

Becky knows, she knows you’re seconds from your release by the way your body shakes above her and she smiles, pulling back to spell her name against your clit, claiming it as her own.

“Cum Y/N, cum for me.” She whispers and you do just that, throwing your back with a guttural moan you know those in the nearby rooms will hear, but you don’t care as your body shakes violently.

Becky gently rubs your clit with her nose, helping you down from your high and when you finally still, you can’t help but collapse beside her, panting heavily as your body twitches.

Becky smirks, rolling over and wrapping her arms around you. She buries her nose in your sweaty neck and you grin, letting out a chuckle.

“Damn.” You whisper and Becky grins, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“Ya da one in need of a nap now?” She asks and you laugh tiredly.

“Maybe.” You yawn and Becky smiles, pressing another kiss to your neck.

“Sleep Y/N, I’ll be here when ya wake up.” She smiles and you blush looking down at the woman.

“Promise?” You whisper and Becky smiles lovingly, cupping your cheek, her thumb running along your cheekbone.

“I promise Y/N.” She whispers, leaning up to press a tender kiss to your lips.

“I promise.” She whispers again, that being the final thing you hear when fall fast asleep.

Who knew becoming Charlotte Flair’s lackey would bring you to the woman of your dreams, the woman you’d loved for ages, the woman you would love forever and the woman who would love you in return.

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