#nxt uk

[rhea-ripley]

Happy Birthday Rhea Ripley (Demi Bennett) - October 11, 1996

↳''If you project positivity into the world then it’ll give it back, and it will get better way faster than you think” - Rhea Ripley

#rhea ripley #demi bennett #wwe #wweedit #wwe gifs #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe nxt #raw #monday night raw #smackdown #nxt #nxt uk #my gifs #tw flashing lights #long post

[cozyaliensuperstar7]

From Demi Bennett to Rhea Ripley 👑

realvitorwyatt:

Rhea Ripley Evolution (2014-2024) #reels #WWE #RheaRipley #DemiBennett #NXT #Wrestling #Evolution #VitorWyatt

#demi bennett #rhea ripley #nxt uk #nxt #wwe

[kathypabl0]

Kathy Vibe 💙💘

#art #autos #beauty #california #celebrities #donald trump #hairstylist #truckdriver #trucknation #usa today #hairstylists #us politics #usa news #and more…high quality original t shirts. digital printing in the usa. #made in usa #nxt uk #skins uk #manchester united

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

#talkin #tik tok #wwf #wrestling #jeff hardy #rob van dam #wwe #ricochet #aj styles #roman reigns #walter #gunther #tyler bate #nxt #nxt uk #tna #world wrestling entertainment #world wrestling federation #tna impact #impact wrestling

[braywashed]

#pretty deadly #nxt uk #wwe #lewis howley #sam stoker #elton prince #kit wilson

[imvgeswrestling]

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#pretty deadly #elton prince #kit wilson #champions: nxt #nxt uk tag team championship #nxt tag team championship #out ring #no action #wrestling #male #tag teams #*mine #nxt #nxt uk

[sydsaint]

Imperium hottie incoming!!!!!

Summary: The night before the readers debut on Smackdown she goes out for a drink where she meets a charming German pretty boy. Unaware that he's about to become much more than just a random one-night stand.

It's a crisp Thursday night in a new city. You are set to start your new job working for the WWE with your childhood friend, Pete, tomorrow night. So you're out celebrating tonight.

Sat on a barstool and nursing a drink, you survey the pick of single men at your disposal tonight. A couple of them look like they might be interesting to talk too for a bit. But none of them really pique your interest. That is until you spot a fine-looking man sitting at the end of the bar.

'Pretty boy.' Is the first thing to comes to mind when you see him. "Hmm." You hum to yourself and carefully make your way down the bar. "Evening." You initiate conversation with a friendly smile.

Your greeting catches your pretty boys attention and he glances your way. "Evening, love." He replies, accent laid on thick.

The strangers accent throws you for a bit of a loop. 'Very pretty boy.' You think to yourself. "That accent local?" You joke to break the ice further.

"Not exactly." The man chuckles lightly and turns to you. "I'm, Marcel. Can I get you another drink?" He introduces himself and takes notice of your nearly empty glass.

"I'm, Y/N. Pleasure to meet you, Marcel." You grin at him. "And yes, I'd love another drink. Thank you."

Marcel beckons the bartender over and gets another drink for himself as well as you. The two of you chat about the city and you learn that he's also in town for work. Though neither of you bother to ask what the other does for a living.

A few drinks and couple of hours later and you find yourself getting pulled into the back of an Uber by your handsome and charming new friend. The two of you head back to Marcel's hotel, which happens to be across the street from the one that you're staying at. But that coincidence is the furthest thing from your mind at the moment.

The next morning you wake with a yawn and rise to your feet. Marcel stirs in bed next to you, so you tiptoe to the bathroom to freshen up a bit before you leave.

"Morning, Y/N." Marcel trudges into the bathroom after you a few minutes later. "You sleep alright?" He jokes, knowing that neither of you bothered to get much sleep last night.

You giggle and brush through your hair with your fingers to rid it of a few tangles. "Oh, yeah! Lot's of sleep." You roll your eyes playfully.

"I don't suppose that I could interest you in a shower and some breakfast?" Marcel offers in an attempt to get you to stay a bit longer.

You frown, remembering that you promised to meet Pete for breakfast. "Damn, I'd love to Marcel. But I can't miss breakfast with my brother." You explain.

"That's too bad." Marcel sighs but understands your excuse. "I was really hoping to hold on to you for a little bit longer." He grins at you.

You share Marcel's desire not to part ways just yet and glance at the clock in the other room "You know what? I think that I might be able to squeeze in a shower." You inform him with a grin.

"Oh?" Marcel quirks a brow at you. "Well then, I think I'll have breakfast in the shower today then." He teases you suggestively.

Two hours later you scramble across the street to your hotel and pray that your brother isn't looking for you. You manage to make it to the floor that your room is on but find Pete in the hall about to knock on your door.

"Shit." You mumble to yourself and sigh. "Pete! I'm over here!" You call out to him.

Pete turns around with a confused look as you walk over to him. "Y/N? Why are you out here? And why've you got a wrinkled dress on?" He asks you, clearly puzzled by your current state.

"I went out last night for a couple of drinks." You explain quickly and unlock your room door. "And I guess that one could say that I met someone while I was out." You add.

Pete follows you into your room and shuts the door behind you. "So you slept with someone last night, then?" He asks you.

"Yeah." You nod and walk to the bathroom. "He was this super charming, pretty boy, at the bar." You explain further. "Super hot accent, German I think."

Pete shakes his head and sits down on your bed. "Are you showering?" He asks when he hears running water.

"Yeah." You call back from the other side of the semi-closed door. "Why?"

"Your hair is still wet." Pete replies. "Haven't you already showered at your pretty boy's place?" He asks you.

You laugh as you once again strip off your dress. "Let's just say that neither of us got very clean in that shower."

"Y/N!" Pete scrunches his nose.

"What?" You laugh again. "You asked."

You take a quick shower then head out to breakfast with Pete like you promised. He goes over a few pointers for your first night on Smackdown to make sure that you're ready.

Later that night Pete introduces you to your new teammates, Sheamus and Ridge. The four of you chat for a bit to get acquainted before it's show time. Everyone heads out to the ring so Ridge can have his match against some guy named Giovanni Vinci.

"Oh my god." Your mouth hangs open when you see Vinci and his pals from Imperium come down to the ring. "Pete! Pete!" You smack his arm.

"What?" Pete looks down at you with worry. "What's wrong?" He asks you.

Sheepishly you point to the other side of the ring as Imperium come down the ramp. "Remember my cute German guy from last night?" You ask. "That's him on the right." You point across the ring.

Pete follows your prompt over to where Marcel is now standing next to Gunter. He looks back at you and puts his palm to his forehead.

"Y/N!" He scolds you. "You slept with Marcel Barthel last night?" He questions you.

"It looks like it, yeah." You nod. "And he's staring at me right now." You add.

Pete glances across the ring and sure enough, Marcel is attempting to catch your attention. "Oh I'm going to beat his ass." Pete scowls and pushes up his sleeves.

"Pete!" You grab him by the arm and stop him. "Don't you dare!" You warn him. "I'll handle it."

Pete tries to protest but you shut him up and march over to the other side of the ring. Marcel waits for you leaning casually against one of the ring posts.

"Well then, back for more already?" He asks you with a chuckle.

You laugh with him but keep to the task at hand. "Oh but we're enemies now, Marcel." You remind him.

"Well you know what they say, love." Marcel replies and pushes off the ring post. "Enemies always do make the best lovers." He leans in close.

Before either of you can close the gap for a kiss, Pete barrels around the corner and shoves Marcel out of the way and to the floor.

"Y/N! Fight now, flirt later!" He reminds you with a glare.

"Right!" You snap back to reality. "Damn, this job just got so much more fun!" You laugh as Marcel picks himself off the floor.

"You got that right." Marcel agrees. "I look forward to converting you to Imperium then, love."

A grin plays on your face. "I'd like to see you try, pretty boy." You challenge him.

#wwe x reader #wwe imagine #wweedit #wwe fandom #wwe fanfiction #nxt #nxt 2.0 #nxt uk #marcel barthel #ludwig kaiser #imperium #Walter #gunther #pete dunne #butch #god hes so hot #pretty boy #smackdown #wwe

[wrestlingmgc]

NXT UK Women's Champion Meiko Satomura

#NXT UK #WWE #NXT UK Women's Champion #Meiko Satomura #NXT UK Women's Championship #World Wrestling Entertainment #Women's Title #Joshi Puroresu #Women's Wrestling #Pro Wrestling #20s

[chiaroscurko]

Battistello Caracciolo, Cristo morto trasportato al sepolcro, ca. 1600-25 (X)

WWE NXT UK: UK Championship Tournament - June 26, 2018 (X)

#shayna baszler #toni storm #wrestling #wwe nxt #nxt #nxt uk

[mith-gifs-wrestling]

May you have someone in your life that looks at you as fondly as Tyler Bate looks at his erstwhile faction mate.

#wwe #nxt uk #tyler bate #pete dunne #get your name back pete

[thenightmareismyreality]

I love my spooky Scottish girlies 🤩

#isla dawn #alba fyre #kay lee ray #wwe #NXT #nxt uk #wwe nxt

[ladyshipwildrose]

HEAR ME OUT.

I need Charlie Dempsey to leave WWE

Go to NJPW

AND HAVE A FEUD WITH DAVID FINLAY.

#the return of the ladyship #david finlay #Charlie Dempsey #njpw #nxt #WWE #nxt uk

[of-twilight-and-moonshadow]

Always There - Marcel Barthel x Reader

Figured I’d get the Marcel one out of my way while I could. I’ve been having some German feels for a while (who can blame me though? )

I do apologize now for any INCORRECT translations. I do NOT know German well enough, I know about 5-6 words and that’s it. (Yes, No, Hello, Love, Ambulance and Hospital. The necessities) 

Y/N = Your name

If you don’t like Ember Moon, Kacy or Kayden, feel free to think up your own NXT roommate situation for a TakeOver event. That’s where I thought this would be at -shrug- 

EDITED IN: Original Tag List @starwithaheart​ @shedevill22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee​ 

Tagging those who Requested Marcel!  @barthelsimperium

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Letting out a deep breath, I glanced over at the digital clock next to the bed I was sharing with Ember. The red light read 3:29. Frowning, I looked at my other two roommates, Kacey and Kayden, who were also fast asleep much like Ember.

“So unfair…” I sighed.

This was now night three of no sleep. I knew I had to do something—if it kept going, Hunter was bound to realize, and not only that I could accidentally hurt someone in the ring. What could I do though?

Back home, I’d get up and make myself busy—but I didn’t want to wake up my friends.

Friends…

“Just find me, liebe. I don’t care what the time is!”

Marcel’s words came crashing into my fore-thought, causing me to purse my lips. I couldn’t actually just stroll to his room and wake him up at this ungodly hour… could I? Ember would never let me live it down, if she found out I went to his room this late at night. She’s the only one I have ever told my feelings towards. The only one who knew I loved Marcel, my impeccable German.

On screen, he was cold, cunning, methodical and egotistical. Behind the screen though? Marcel Barthel was the funniest, kindest and most considerate guy I had ever known. Our friendship had started out a bit oddly, as somehow his suitcase had ended up in the women’s locker room and I, of course, was the one to return it to him. He was clearly confused and embarrassed, but thankful all the same. I had cracked a joke that if he wanted to spend time with me all he had to do was ask—and upon hearing the chuckle from Fabian, I quickly excused myself in embarrassment, barely hearing Marcel speak to Fabian as I left.

“Lach nicht uber sie!”  ((ts: Don’t laugh at them))

Later that night, Marcel had found me backstage, quickly taking a seat beside me and leaning back slightly.

“You said if I wanted to spend time, all I need to do was ask,” he explained, causing me to go red from embarrassment.

“I-it was a joke… You don’t have to—”

“You may have been joking, but I’m not, Kleiner.”  ((ts: little one)) 

“I…. have no idea what that means.”

He only laughed in response, shaking his head slightly, promising me,” I’ll teach you some words.”

I smiled at the memory, before glancing a risk at the clock once more.

3:36

Fuck it, I decided. Carefully as I could, I pushed back the covers and climbed out of the warm cocoon I had made. Grabbing my wallet on the way by the tv stand, I tiptoed to the door and as quietly as I could, opened the door and snuck out, closing it with a soft click behind me. Gnawing on my bottom lip as I walked up the steps to the floor above, I thought about how close Marcel was to me—how close in my heart he always was.

Holidays, bright and early (even despite time zone differences) we’d be the first to wish one another a happy holiday; happy birthday—new years. When we’d both be at an event, we’d seek the other one out.

Marcel hadn’t taught me the translation for liebe yet, but since he was always calling me it, I had decided to ask Fabian one night, when Marcel was off getting something to drink.

“Heh, I don’t think I should be the one to tell you, Principessa.”  ((ts: Princess))

“Oh, come on—please? If you don’t I’ll just look it up online. C’mon Fabian, please?”

“Alright, alright—love,” Fabian answered, his eyes going over my shoulder for a second, before his voice lowered,” Liebe means love.”

Love.

Did it mean Marcel loved me the same way I did him? Probably not.

But it still made me feel happy, like I mattered to at least someone. Coming to a stop at room 329, I took a deep breath and knocked lightly on the door.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Twenty-five seconds.

Nothing.

Swallowing the lump in my throat and fighting the urge to just go back downstairs to my own room, I tentatively knocked once again, two short, soft bumps on the door.

Five seconds.

Ten—

The door opened slowly, catching me by surprise as I looked up from the floor. There before me stood a hooded-eyed, bed-headed Marcel, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. When he realized who it was, he seemed to wake up a bit.

“Liebe? Is everything In Ordnung?”    ((ts: alright))

“Uh, yeah. No. It’s fine…. Uh… I just… you said to…” Everything I said was coming out jumbled, and I could see Marcel trying to make sense of it all,” Sorry I bothered you this late—I’ll just—sorry, go back to sleep—” I turned to walk away, but stopped short when I heard his voice call my name.

“Y/N.”

“I’m sorry, please, just—go back—”

“Hör auf, dich zu entschuldigen!” I heard Marcel snap, before his voice softened,” Komm schon, come.”   ((ts: Stop apologizing / come on))

With uncertain steps, I slowly walked back over to his open door, shivers running down my spine when I felt his hand gently rest on my back, ushering me in at my own pace.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Marcel asked as he closed the door behind us.

I shook my head, unsure if he could even see it in the darkness of the room,” Sorry, I just—”

“Liebe—stop saying sorry.”

Without needing to see him, I knew there was a frown on his face.

“Sor–…..”

In the darkness, I heard him give a small sigh, before suddenly, I felt his arms wrap around me and pull me close to him,” I told you, you can come to me at times like this. There’s no need to apologize for it.”

“It’s just… it’s so late—or… early—I didn’t want to wake you up…”

“Don’t worry about that, okay? Come, make yourself comfortable.”

I felt his hand gently take my own and lead me towards the bed.

“W—what about Fabian? Will he—”

“Don’t worry about him, liebe,” Marcel gave a soft chuckle,” He’s a deep sleeper.” His hand left mine, and I could hear him get back into his bed.

Do I?

Don’t I?

“You won’t have a chance to get any sleep standing there, come on.” I heard him pat the space beside him and I was beyond grateful for the darkness in the room- otherwise he would be able to see how red my face was right now. Slowly, I peeled back the covers on the empty side and slid underneath, careful to not touch Marcel in anyway- which he must have noticed.

“I don’t bite, liebe.”

“Why do you call me that?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. I had to know—needed to know. Marcel grew quiet for a few moments and I feared he wouldn’t answer me, until I felt his hand gently creep over mine once more and slowly pull me towards him. Wordlessly, I felt him softly pull me as close to his body as possible, laying right beside him, my head on his bare chest.

“Because… Du bedeute mir die Welt…I love you…” I could hear the uncertainty and the hope in his statement, and I couldn’t help the smile the slowly grew on my face,” We’ll talk more tomorrow, liebe. For now… get some sleep.”   ((ts: You mean the world to me))

Slowly nodding my head, I let my body relax into his embrace and before I knew it my eyes got heavy—and as I drifted off to sleep, I felt him press a gentle kiss to my forehead.

No more sleepless nights, no more uncertainty.

I was loved.

#wwe #world wrestling entertainment #imagine #fanfiction #reader insert #x reader #Marcel x Reader #Marcel Barthel #NXT #NXT UK #fluff

[bss-babygirl]

[7:20 pm]- #6. “You're not going to lose me.”

Mustafa Ali x reader

Warning: Fluff, Friends to Lovers AU

Request for @baeusos

Tag List (as always let me know if you’d like to be added/removed): @1dluver13xx @wwesarahjaneroszko @c-lelo @heyits-liz @meteora-fc @mattjacksons @hisredheadedgoddess28 @queenofthearchitect @queenslayer1985 @officialbroski10-blog @darktammy @mcreigns-enthusiast @blondekel77 @barnesnreigns @cesarofangirl78 @lilred91 @beautybyfire @pleasantlyshamelesswizard @rebellious-desires @punkgoddess-98

In December of 2021, when you first met, if someone would have told you that you and Mustafa would be as close as you are; you would have laughed at them. But here you are a year and four months later, and he has become your best friend. He’s done so much for you in what little time you’ve had together between encouraging you throughout college, and even just being a good friend; there were definitely days if it hadn’t been for him, you wouldn’t have made it through.

Recently, within the last three months you have realized you started to develop feelings for him, which terrified you for multiple reasons. Reasons being: your job for one, working in the wrestling business is hard much less when dating within the company itself is frowned upon. You worried what the fans would think if word go out or that it was even rumored that you two were seeing each other, because the last thing you’d want to ruin where he is in his career. The four year age gap between you two was also another small factor. Now, age may not seem like a big deal to some, but it was to you considering you are short for your age. For all of these reasons, you tried so hard to swallow your feelings towards him.

However, one day all of that changed when one of your mutual friends that you both respect and admire pulled you aside, and told you a little secret—Mustafa may, or may not have feelings for you. That he thinks you are hot. Now, when they said that, it kind of started to play into your head that maybe they were joking around, and just pulling your leg; because you and the word hot rarely ever get used in the same sentence. Plus, you thought it was completely crazy that Mustafa could possibly feel the same way about you because he has always looked at you as a friend. Like he was the one that pushed you to go for your feelings with other guys, like your wingman of sorts. But nonetheless, something inside of you told you “just go for it, what’s the worst that could happen?”

With this YOLO Mindset you found Mustafa just sitting in catering. “Hey Y/N!” “Hey Mustafa, can I talk to you?” “Yeah, sure. Everything okay Y/N?” Mustafa looked genuinely concerned because of the tone in your voice. You nodded while walking with him, trying to find a more quiet, secluded place for you two to talk. Your nerves? Through the roof at this point. You started playing with your fingers which Mustafa knew was one of your nervous habits. “Y/N, you can tell me anything, you know that right?” “Yeah, I know. I just don’t want what I’m about to say to ruin our friendship.” Mustafa took your hands in his. “You can do this Y/N, just tell me what’s on your mind. You’re not going to lose me.” You took one more deep breath, “Truth is, I’ve liked you for a while now, but I was always afraid to say anything because I knew relationships within the company were frowned upon, and I didn’t want to make it harder on you in any way.” Mustafa started smiling, “God, you have no idea how bad I’ve wanted to hear you say that. I like you to Y/N.”

End

#wwe #nxt uk #nxt #mustafa ali #Mustafa Ali x reader #Mustafa Ali fluff #wwe fanfiction #wwe fic #wwe x reader #wwe angst #wwe fluff

[regalityandcoffee]

Every single thought I have about the NXT UK Hardware store au (Saint's Hardware) because I seem incapable of writing a full fic about it

Charlie and his sister Dee stay in England with their grandparents every summer

Charlie's grandpa got him a summer job at the store cause Johnny Saint, the owner, is their next door neighbor (and he saw Charlie staring at Alex aka Akid while he was stocking lightbulbs was trying to set them up dbsjss)

So every Summer since he was 16 he's worked there

He's almost done with college, he's getting a degree to become a child psychologist.

Trent Seven is the manager by the time he's 24, And he also works with Pete, Tyler, Nathan, Oliver, and Blair!

Robbie Brookside owns a mechanics shop called Wildcat Automotive and buys tools from Saint's a lot. Ridge Holland works for him and Xia works the desk! William does his taxes and finances for him! (Because Robbie likes to work on his fucked up BMW for him and refuses to accept money whenever Will tries to pay him)

That's how Pete starts dating Ridge; he comes in with Xia to buy some stuff with his overalls all undone, chestvhair soaked in sweat and Pete was like "oh great I can't not fuck him"

Ridge is a horrible driver so Xia always drives them to the store

Xia and Nathan have a mutualbcrush on eachother but are too dorky to confess to eachother and it drives everyone insane

Nathan and Oliver are roommates!

Tyler has to keep Pete and Charlie from killing eachother (mostly Pet has beef with Charlie Charlie thinks it's funny ejakakaal)

Charlie goes to the gym alone and that how he meets Teoman and Rohan, two successful corporate raiders who go there a lot. They're like, "hey, we saw you across the gym and liked your ass I mean assitude I MEAN-"

Charlie is head over heels for them and they start hanging out

The rest of the crew see them pick Charlie up from work one night in a red sports car and are convinced Teo and Ro are his sugar daddies (they aren't entirely wrong)

Trent never knows what the fuck is going on at any given time

Blair hates everyone

Except Isla, who comes in to buy rope and flirt with both her and Oliver

#regality rambles #saints hardware au #charlie dempsey #trent seven #tyler bate #die familie #nathan frazer #pete dunne #ridge holland #blair davenport #nxt uk #nxt

[sydsaint]

Don't mind me. Just thinking about.....stuff. 👀👀👀👀👀👀🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵😍😍😍😍

Summary: The reader finds herself being pursued by an aggressive Trick and Carmelo. But thankfully for her. Julius Creed drinks his respect women juice.

It's a crisp Tuesday night in Florida where NXT is taping its latest episode. You're sat backstage waiting for your match against Indi Hartwell, looking at your phone while you wait.

"Y/N, damn girl, I am loving the new ring gear." Carmelo Hayes interrupts your peaceful scrolling with Trick at his side.

"Melo." You glance up from your phone screen, a dry expression plastered on your face. "Don't you have anything better to do than hit on me?" You ask him with a raised brow.

Carmelo chuckles at your dry response. He's always loved that you never hesitate to speak your mind. "Nope. I am all yours tonight, gorgeous." He grins at you. "So why don't you go ahead and swing by the locker room later, huh? I promise that the Trick and Melo experience is unforgettable, baby."

You roll your eyes and set your phone aside so the playboy and his buddy have your full attention. But before you can chew Melo out and tell him to hit the road, Julius and Brutus Creed come around the corner.

"Hey! Get lost, idiots." Julius shouts at Melo as he stomps over to your side.

"Yeah!" Brutus adds from his brother's side. "Leave Y/N, alone!" He barks at Trick.

Carmelo laughs as Julius walks up to him and gets in his face. "What's it to you losers who shorty is hanging with?" He stares Julius down. "Last time I checked you ain't her damn boyfriend, Creed."

"It doesn't matter," Julius replies firmly. "Girlfriend or no girlfriend, you should still show the lady some respect when you talk to her." He snaps at Carmelo.

Melo chuckles again and pushes his way past Julius. "Whatever man." He scoffs. "Y/N, I'll be seeing you around, baby." He glances back at you with a wink before he and Trick walk off.

Julius turns and watches Carmelo and Trick saunter away before he turns back to you with a sympathetic smile.

"Hey, sorry about that, Y/N." He scratches the back of his neck. "I can't believe that you let him talk to you like that." He shakes his head.

"Well, I was going to chew him out." You giggle. "But you kind of beat me to it." You remind him. "Thank you, by the way. That was sweet of you."

"Aw, it was nothing," Julius replies sheepishly. "You might not be in Diamond Mine anymore, but you're still cool with us."

You nod with a small smile, a pang of guilt hitting you at the mention of your brother's impromptu faction.

"Yeah, how is Roddy, by the way?" You ask Julius curiously.

"He's alright." Julius shrugs. "You know how he is."

You nod again, the awkwardness in the room starting to grow by the second. "Well, I better get out to the ring." You cough. "Thanks again, Julius. And you too, Brutus. Take care, guys." You offer the brothers a small wave before you retreat to the ring.

When Roderick first told you that he was building his own faction after Undisputed Era's breakup, you resented him for it. How could your brother just move on from Undisputed Era like that? With seemingly no remorse or regret?

You eventually did forgive Roderick for moving on so quickly. He is your brother after all. But you declined when he asked you to join Diamond Mine. You still work out and see them once in a while. But you're on your own when it comes to working.

You get your match against Indi over pretty quickly and head backstage again. You head up the ramp and reach for the curtain when Carmelo steps out from behind it. Trick steps out behind him and both of them grin at you with sinister smiles.

"Y/N, funny running into you again, baby." Carmelo chuckles and herds you back down the ramp.

"Really, Carmelo?" You scoff as you walk backward. "I knew that you and Trick trolled for hot chicks all the time. But this is ridiculous."

Carmelo chuckles and herds you back down to the ring. "What can I say?" He shrugs. "The A champion always gets what he wants."

You get herded into the ring and start weighing your options for escape. Outsmarting and getting away from one of them would be a breeze. But there are two of them, so things are a bit more complicated.

You weigh whether or not you could make it past Trick and get to the commentary table before one of them grabbed you. You know that Vic and Wade will be nice enough to shield you. Or at least Vic would be kind enough to buy you some time.

Just when all seems lost, you spot movement at the top of the ramp. "Oh, thank god." You sigh in relief when Julius and Brutus come sprinting down the ramp with Roderick.

Roderick and Brutus take care of Trick and Carmelo while Julius gets you out of the ring and back up the ramp. He ushers you backstage before he finally lets your arm go.

"Whew, that was a close one." You joke to hide your initial fear.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" Julius asks you. "Man, those two just don't know when to quit do they?" He shakes his head.

You nod in agreement as Roderick and Brutus come through the curtain. "Y/N, you okay? How come you didn't tell me that Melo and Trick were bothering you? I had to hear about it from Julius." He asks you.

"You told my brother?" You turn to Julius.

"Yeah...I'm sorry, Y/N." Julius nods sheepishly. "But after earlier tonight, I was worried about you." He admits. "I know how sneaky Trick and Carmelo can be."

You let out a small sigh and shake your head. "No, it's okay." You assure him. "Thank you for being worried about me, Julius."

You step forward and hug Julius as tight as you can. He smiles at himself and hugs you back. "So does this mean that you'll join Diamond Mine finally?" He asks you. "Just so I can make sure Trick and Melo leave you alone for good?" He asks you.

"Yeah, I'd like that." You giggle. "I guess you can count me in after Afterall, Roddy." You flash your brother a smile.

"Mhm, whatever gets Julius to stop fawning over you." Roderick replies, "Good to have you back, sis."

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