#randy orton imagine

[punksdoll]

Hi there, just wanted to say i love your aesthetic and I was wondering if you can do being a wife to the viper Randy orton<3 thnx u

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𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝑶𝒓𝒕𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ^owner of gif

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔.

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈<𝟑 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒎 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

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“Are you sure you can fight?” Y/n asks Randy nervously, watching him as he prepares to make a pop.

Randy was finally back in the wwe due to being out because of a back injury that the bloodline had cause. The doctor had finally cleared him and when y/n found out about the news of him going back to work, she couldn’t help but worry. A lot.

“The more you worry, the more gray hairs you’re gonna get.” Randy jokes with a smirk, “Already growing one right here.” Randy holds up a piece of her hair, making her slap his arm lightly.

“Not funny a hole.” Y/n rolls her eyes with a smile, “I’m serious though, what if you damage your back even more? Shits serious.” Y/n frowns, tracing Randy’s sleeve tattoo.

Randy sighs and cups her face in his hand, “You don’t gotta worry about me, baby. I’ve taken the time to heal and I’m better, I’ll be good.” Randy reassures her, giving her forehead a kiss.

“I don’t trust that…” Y/n shakes her head.

“What’s it gonna take for you to believe me? Hm?” Randy questions with a raised eyebrow.

Y/n tilts her head before throwing her arms around his neck, “You better win the god dam match.” She gives him a kiss before scurrying off to go out and in the crowd.

•••

He did in fact won the god dam match.

Y/n felt like she was the loudest when Cody pinned Damian down and took the win for the group. She let out a whoop as she claps with a big smile on her face as she watches the group celebrate their win but all comes short when the theme song of CM Punk rings out and Seth loses his shit.

Y/n wasn’t too bothered about that as she focused on her husband who followed Seth out of the cage and instead of following him, he had a quick convo with Jey before rushing over to Y/n with a smile.

“See? Ain’t got nothing to worry about.” He gives her a smirk, “In great shape.”

Y/n gives him an amused smile before shaking her head, “Mhm, you did good I guess.” She shrugged.

“Good?” Randy scoffs and grabs her, lifting her out of the crowd and holding her close to him, “Just good?”

Y/n laughs and gives him a kiss, “You did amazing.” She nods, “Just take it easy please.” She pleads.

“Whatever you say.” Randy gives her a kiss before setting her down, “Now let’s get outta here.”

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[shes2real]

DILF ♡

Featuring 🌷: randy orton + female!reader

Warning ☁️: unprotected p in v, breeding kink, actual breeding, pregnancy mentions, fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting, praise kink, daddy kink if you blink, creampie, 18+ Minors, please don’t interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word count 🌷: 1.5k

Scenario ☁️: Seeing how much Randy loves his children, you’re ready to give him another.

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As the gentle breeze swirled around the backyard, your daughter happily presented her father with the dainty princess-themed tea cup, filled with imaginary tea. "This is for you, daddy," she declared, her voice filled with excitement.

Grinning from ear to ear, your husband, Randy accepted the gift with exaggerated enthusiasm. It was his first weekend off in weeks, and even though he was known as the viper at work, genuinely he was a gentle giant who’d give the world to his family.

The backyard was transformed into a scene straight out of a storybook, with knick-knacks scattered around, juices, and a tea party in full swing. Your daughter, dressed in her princess attire, had insisted that everyone dress up for the occasion. Even your son, in his miniature tuxedo onesie, looked the part of a young prince. As the hostess, your daughter took her role seriously, instructing everyone to raise their pinkies with manners. When she noticed her daddy struggling, she let out a sigh, rolling her eyes.

“Noo! Like this," she instructed, guiding his pinkie into the correct position with a firm tiny hand.

"My apologies, princess.” He replied, his tone mockingly solemn as he attempted to mimic his daughter's etiquette, barely suppressing a chuckle.

Watching the scene unfold before you, your heart swelled with love. The bond shared between your children and your husband made all the challenges of life worthwhile. You knew that your family was ready for the next chapter, and the idea of welcoming another baby filled you with excitement and anticipation.

As the Sunday sun began to set, your family left the backyard behind and went inside of the house for dinner. As you busied yourself with tidying up after dinner, your mind drifted to thoughts of expanding your family, of bringing another little one into the world. It was a dream you had since you were a little girl, creating a large family. Randy could sense the shift in your mood,

"Hey, beautiful, you alright?" he murmured, wrapping his arms around you from behind, you leaned into his embrace, "Just thinking," you replied softly.

"About us, about our family... about maybe adding another little one to the mix."

His lips brushed against your temple in a tender kiss, his embrace tightening ever so slightly. "Is that really what you want, baby?” You nodded before he kissed your lips and headed into the living room. You all settled onto the plush sofa, ready to indulge in a Disney movie. After a very chaotic bath time and a quick change into their pajamas—your daughter sporting her favorite princess-themed set and your son snug in a baby shark set—everyone cozied up under a blanket.

As the evening wore on, the excitement of the day caught up with your children, the soft snores and heavy breathing signaled that they had succumbed to sleep. Your daughter, with her curls tumbling around her face, laying nestled against your side, while your son, his tiny fingers curled around Randy's hand, snuggled close to his chest. Exchanging a tender glance with your husband, "They’re so cute," you murmured, a contented smile playing at the corners of your lips.

He nodded, his arm draped around your shoulder. "Yeah, they are," he replied, "We did a damn good job."

Tonight felt like the perfect moment to start expanding your family with Randy, especially with the realization that you were currently ovulating, a fact you'd discovered earlier on your period tracker app.

After tucking your children into beds, you and Randy finally found yourselves alone in the intimacy of your shared bedroom. As you applied lotion to your skin, you couldn't help but notice Randy's intense gaze as he lounged on the bed,

"What's on your mind today?" he inquired, his voice laced with curiosity and affection.

You smiled coyly, reclining onto the bed and propping your feet on his thighs. "Whatever do you mean, hubby?" you teased, enjoying the sensation of his hands beginning to massage your tired feet.

Randy chuckled softly, his fingers expertly kneading the pressure points of your feet. "You've been acting a bit...distracted lately," he observed, pausing to glance up at you. "The kids aren’t the only ones missing their daddy, huh?" he quipped, his gaze lingering on you with playful amusement.

You hummed appreciatively at his touch, before guiding the conversation back to the topic at hand. "Well, can you blame me?" you countered with a mischievous grin. "You're such a dilf."

Caught off guard by your candid remark, Randy's laughter rumbled through the room,

"Touché,"

His playful demeanor softened, replaced by a more serious tone as he spoke. "About earlier," he began, his voice gentle yet firm. "Are you sure about this? I mean, really sure?"

You knew that Randy's career often took him away from home for long stretches of time, leaving you to shoulder much of the responsibility for raising your children alone. And with the guilt he carried for not always being there and missing out on treasured moments, you understood his apprehension.

"I just don't want you to feel overwhelmed, especially with me not always being around," he confessed, his voice tinged with regret.

"We'll figure it out together," you reassured him, "With you being home, even if it's just for a little while, means everything to us."

Without saying another word, he gently takes your feet off of his lap and easily spreads your legs so he’s hovering on top of you. He leans in until his nose is almost touching yours, and he kisses you sweetly, “I love you baby.”

Reaching in between you two, his fingers travel to your bare pussy. As he runs a finger across your slit you begin trembling at his delicate touches. As your eyes met his, a lust filled haze taking over, Randy smirks.

“Ready for me, huh?” he mutters as he begins to trace circles on your clit, “So wet,” he coos, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you.

He massages your insides gently at first before he begins to scissor his fingers inside of your pussy. As he fucks his fingers into you, you gasp as each pump knocks the air from your lungs, “Jussttt like that…takin’ my fingers so good.”

You feel his words in the pit of your stomach as that little knot forms causing you to announce your climax, “Oh! Fuck- ‘m cumminggg!”

“Yeah, I know you are.”

As you clenched around his fingers, you felt your cum running out of you. He never stopped helping you ride out your high, his thumb soothing your clit. He pulls his fingers out of you causing you to gasp from the empty feeling, Randy takes this opportunity to put his fingers into your mouth. You watch him intently as you roll your tongue around his fingers, cleaning them of your slick, his eyes never leaving yours.

Randy quickly removes his boxers before running his shaft up and down your slippery cunt, you softly moaned as he pushed his length in. "So beautiful, baby" He whispers as he begins to stroke inside of you.

"Hnnn...." You whine as your legs voluntarily spread wider.

“How does it feel, hm?”

"Ohhh..." you moaned, your eyes shutting tightly.

Randy rests there, just for a moment, before speaking again, “Open your mouth, tell me how it feels.”

Reaching for his waist, you desperately try to get him to move again, “So good! Fuck me, please..”

Randy smirks as he begins fucking you roughly. Biting your lip, you try to control your moans trying not to wake the kids."That's it, baby," he says, voice soft, in a soothing tone. "Such a good girl."

His words have you clenching around him. He grunts in between thrusts resting his forehead on yours before he starts giving you slow, deep strokes, “You close?”

In response you wrapped your legs tightly around him, covering your mouth. He kissed you as he sped up, hitting your spot perfectly with more force. You pushed him back, moaning hoarsely, “I-I..Ran-“

He pulls out of you, rubbing your clit as you begin to squirt. "You’re okay baby, let it out. I knooow." He cooes. With the pleasure and sensitivity coursing through your body, you could barely breathe.

Gently sliding back inside of you, your breath hitches as he goes deeper and deeper inside of you. Tears begin to roll down your cheek as he rolls his hips rhythmically into you.

"Look at me." He said as your eyes locked onto his, never letting your contact break even as he begin to fuck you harder.

“Gonna look so beautiful with my baby in you…” He groaned before pressing down on her stomach.

“You feel me, right here?” He looked at you as you nodded, moaning out in bliss.

“I’ma have you walkin’ round full of daddy’s cum,” Randy strokes began to get deeper, “You want that baby?”

Your eyes were in the back of your skull as you felt your orgasm. “Yes! Fuckk- I love you, I love you, I love you!” You chanted as a wave of pleasure ripped through your body. As your legs tightened around his waist, he stilled and released his load inside you. He slowly pulled out, semen pouring from your swollen pussy. His thick fingers pushed his cum back inside of you as you whimpered at the feeling of his seed in your womb. You sighed happily, knowing that your husband granted your wish.

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[sulfurz]

ೃ༄ CONSCIENCES EDGE (randy orton x fem!reader, ft. edge)

ೃ༄ PAIRING: randy orton x fem! reader, brief edge x fem!reader (just flirting)

ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: anon

hi! can i request randy orton x fem!reader when they are dating and in a tag team match but against each other. and randy’s opponent keeps flirting with (y/n) in front of him to gets him mad. please :)

ೃ༄ WARNINGS: possessive!randy, slightly suggestive, edge being a taunt

ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 1.4k

ೃ༄ NOTE: anon i really hope this is at least somewhat what you wanted because i had SO much fun with this request eek (as you can tell by how fast i wrote it). pls excuse the self indulgence that is: me adding adam as y/n’s partner but truthfully i would love to be in a sandwich between randy and adam so it just felt right (title pun is 110% intended)

the wwe universe knew two things for certain about randy orton:

1. he was an absolute monster in the ring.

2. he adored you.

when the two of you first debuted your relationship, he made the latter very clear, never missing an opportunity to have his hands on you — whether this be on your waist, his fingers in yours, or the possessive hold when he stood with his fingers dancing over your ass. randy orton did not share his women, and you were no exception.

so when the storyline called for you to turn on him, the wwe universe went up in flames. whilst some were undoubtedly unsure on how said story would unfold, most were exhilarated by how you came out night after night to sabotage the man you once loved front stage and centre. you were one of the greatest heels most fans had seen, and despite your villainous position, they loved you all the more for it.

of course, they never knew what went on backstage. how after you taunted the man in the ring, you’d fall straight back into his arms in a hotel bed that you wouldn’t leave until the morning.

it was when the story called for teaming up that people really lost their minds. a series of backstage segments that followed randy as he sought out someone to finally take you down. he settled on none other than than trish stratus in all of her powerful glory — your current competitor for the title, and that was when all hell broke loose. in a title match against trish, just as you began readying up for your finisher, randy ran in to prevent trish from losing her title, and solidifying themselves as the team which you would go up against.

then it was your turn to shine, a setup for how you’d end up here. trish and randy had promised a battle, and you were going to give them one in what the crowd believed would be a handicap match. you, and the writers, had other plans.

all three of you had taken the stage, ready to fight it out for the greatest prize of all, bragging rights, when the lights went dark once more. a known, and feared you think you know me? echoing through the dark arena. the crowd could clearly see randy’s face, the expression of shock as his former tag team partner turned enemy entered the arena and came to stand by your side — then the stage was set.

unbeknownst to your competitors, you and edge had an agreement. you’d follow the choreography, stick to the plan, except it was always fun to rile your out of ring boyfriend up, and who better to take the lead than the rated r superstar himself?

as the match started, you and trish taking first turn, you wasted no time in flooring trish, watching as she sold it to the crowd whilst you waltzed back to where edge stood at ring side. he didn’t touch you to avoid tagging himself in, but his intent was evident as he leant over the top rope, swiping his tongue along his bottom lip.

“i’d let you do that to me any day, sweetheart.”

from the other side of the ring, over the roar of the crowd you could hear the faint growl of your boyfriend, followed by movement as he stalked closer to observe the interaction.

trish recovered quickly, and the two of you returned to going back and forth for several minutes until she unleashed her cat fight move on you, and it was your turn to sell. if you glanced behind you from where you lay on the floor, you could see the watchful eyes of randy darting between your pained position on the floor, and your tag partner who was positioned in a crouch, undoubtedly showing randy he was staring at your ass.

when you dragged yourself to the side, eye to eye with a curled over edge, you were hyper aware of how randy watched intensely.

edge grinned, a knowing look in his eye as he made sure randy heard every word. “you look good when you’re all worked up.”

you smirked, unable to hide your own amusement at the snarl you heard from your right, before outstretching your hand to allow edge to tag himself in.

carefully, you rolled under the bottom rope, trish doing the same. but before your feet had even landed on the floor, randy had dragged edge into the ring and delivered a harder than necessary back elbow to the man’s chest. you winced for the sake of the show, but couldn’t deny the way your heart swelled seeing your boyfriend so agitated over you.

once again; randy orton did not share his women, and this was no different.

the two men put on a good show, wrestling back and forth with a series of high rope moves from both that most wrestlers wouldn’t dare perform. as scripted, edge managed to get randy with a spear before the latter kicked out of an undeniably dirty pin, but it just gave the man the perfect opportunity.

he tagged you in slyly, reaching for your hand but instead making sure he bypassed at the last second and made the contact via running his hand down the side of your waist and to your ass. the crowd roared as you and trish took your places again, but the look on randy’s face as he was pushed out of the ring by his own partner was immortalised in your brain forever.

it was a look that said everything: you’re mine.

when the battle began again, you were hyper aware of the weakened shouts from an (acting) injured edge, showering you with compliments that had you pretending to preen until suddenly they all stopped. you glanced to your side to see the cause of the silence, being greeted by the unplanned side of randy having edge pressed against the ropes, hands on the man’s shoulders until edge was forced to flip back into the ring.

the commotion was enough to distract you so that trish could execute a clothes line, knocking you to the ground as she tagged randy back in to continue whatever shallow beat out he was doing on your partner.

edge was well and truly down by now, and you made your attempt to exit the ring and let him fend for himself when a firm hand wrapped around your wrist.

instead of being met by your partners tag, you were pulled into the strong chest of randy himself, the man wasting no time before crashing your lips together. unplanned, but welcomed, you couldn’t help but kiss back just as forcefully, not caring that the cameras were catching every moment of the heated make out session right in the middle of the ring.

one of randy’s hands slipped down to exactly where edge’s had been, giving your ass a firm squeeze to elicit a gasp that let him deepen the kiss. it was filthy, and borderline offensive to the tv rules, but when randy pulled back and you saw the fire in his eyes, you were about ready to jump him right there.

one last bite to your shoulder and randy was moving again, stalking towards where edge lay writhing near the corner of the ring. he moved him just enough to pin him without a rope break, and when edge was unable to kick out, randy and trish solidified their dinner status. but, instead of moving to celebrate with his partner, randy walked straight back to your side.

his lips were back on yours again, this time pulling your teeth between his bottom lip in a show that would surely have you pulled into the office post match. you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not as one of his hands gripped at your waist, the other holding your head by the back of the neck so you couldn’t escape the kiss even if you wanted to.

not that you wanted to.

when he finally broke away, eyes ablaze as the crowd lost their minds, you could see the redness in his face from the possessiveness.

he looked like he wanted to eat you alive, and you welcomed every thought of it.

“you’re mine.” he punctuated his words with a kiss to the side of your mouth, open mouthed and dirty as could be. “only mine.”

“i know.” you whispered, enjoying the sensation of randy’s lips travelling down your neck. he didn’t care for rules in that moment as he latched his lips to the crook of your neck, a gasp leaving your own mouth before you could stop it. you raised a weak hand to the back of his neck as your knees buckled under the very public attention “only yours.”

3. above every woman in the world, randy orton had never, and would never share you.

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[j-ensenackles]

coming home

pairing: randy orton x fem!reader

summary: after 10 years away from the ring, you return for the first ever women's royal rumble. you begin to doubt yourself, and your husband randy comes to your aid.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: cursing, mentions of a back injury, some self-doubt, mentions of pregnancy and kids

a/n: thank you for the request, @thedoveesquire! i've never written for randy before, so i hope i did him justice!

The stadium shook with the roar of the crowd.

You could hear every cheer, every gasp, every burst of applause from your spot backstage.

You bit your fingernails — a nasty habit, as Randy always reminded you — as you watched the women in-ring on the monitor.

Your eyes kept straying to the ticking clock, to the impending number 30. To your return.

It had been 10 years since you’d been in the ring. 10 years since the WWE Universe had seen you. 10 years since a back injury stopped your career in its tracks.

Back then, you were nearing the top of the mountain. You had just gotten married to Randy Orton the year before, and the two of you were making waves — separately and together — on the roster. You were first in line for the first ever Divas Championship, and glory was within your grasp.

It was during that title match with Michelle McCool that you had everything in an instant… and had lost it just as quickly.

Towards the end of the match, Michelle threw you into the steel steps. The sharp edge of the stairs hit you right in the spine and you knew something was wrong. It seemed like your life was flashing before your eyes. A decision was before you: quit now or push through?

You pushed through. Probably a mistake, if the many doctors you had seen over the years were to be listened to, but you pushed through and became the first ever Divas Champion.

And then…

You had to give it up. The next day, you relinquished your title to Michelle. She undeniably deserved it, there was no doubt about that. It was just embarrassing and heartbreaking to give up your title, especially because you had only had it for 24 hours. But you couldn’t fight. You were out of commission.

Reluctantly and with a lot crying on Randy’s shoulder, you retired.

In the interim years, you focused on rehabilitating your back with hopes of a one-day return to the ring.

And then you got pregnant. You were over the moon, and Randy was too. Your son was a complete life changer, a ray of sunshine in your cloudy world.

A few years after, you had your daughter — another bright spot in your life. Beautiful and bubbly (with a definite splash of Randy’s attitude) your daughter just enhanced an already blessed life.

Being a mom took over your life. And with side hustles and helping Randy with his work, you found yourself busy. Content. There was always that faint hope in the back of your mind of being in the ring again, but you were truly happy.

Then you got the call. Honestly, you weren’t even fully listening to the words that were being spoken over the phone, you were so in shock. You only got buzzwords and phrases — “first ever Women’s Royal Rumble,” “history,” “return,” “we need you.”

You said yes without a second thought. It was only after you hung up that the doubts crept in.

Were you too old? Would you be rusty? Would the WWE Universe even care about you anymore? It had been 10 years since you had last wrestled, after all.

Your back was another issue. You had technically been cleared years ago, but you still worried. It only took one wrong move to throw your life off track.

You expressed these fears to Randy, of course, and he smirked, his reply simple —

“You’re the Y/N. You’re gonna kick ass.”

So here you found yourself, about to enter the first ever Women’s Royal Rumble.

“Stop biting your nails,” A voice sounded behind you.

You turned, finding Randy leaning against a post, arms crossed over his chest and signature smirk on his lips.

“Sorry. I’m nervous,” you replied sheepishly.

Randy’s features softened. He pushed off the wall and made his way to you.

“I know, honey,” he smiled softly, “But if anyone can do this, it’s you.”

You matched his smile, “Thank you.”

Randy could see there were still doubts plaguing you. He knew you too well.

He gently cradled your face in his hands, directing you to look at him, “You’re a badass. A badass wife, a badass mother, and a badass wrestler. You’re going to go out there and show the world that you haven’t lost an ounce of your greatness.”

You sighed, “But what if they don’t like me? Worse, what if they don’t remember me?”

You hated the way you sounded so insecure, so defeated.

“Y/N, listen to me. You are a pioneer in this industry. A staple. You made history 10 years ago winning the Divas Championship, and you’ll make history today in the first ever Women’s Royal Rumble. They’ve missed you. They still love you. Trust me, I hear ‘We love Y/N’ chants more than I hear chants for me.”

You chuckled.

“You can do anything you set your mind to. I’ve seen you do it,” Randy continued.

You smiled, tears filling your eyes. You were so grateful Randy could read you so well and was able to calm your unease effortlessly.

“God, you’re such a sap, Randy,” you joked, blinking your tears back in an attempt to keep your makeup intact.

Randy rolled his eyes, “That may be true, but only when it comes to you.”

He pulled you into his arms, resting his chin on your head.

You glanced at the screen. Number 29 — Bayley — was entering now. You were next. It was now or never. You let out a shaky breath, steeling yourself.

Randy kissed your forehead, “I love you, Y/N. Go make some history.”

You smiled, feeling the confidence Randy instilled in you. He was right — you could do anything. Wrestling was one of your great loves (apart from Randy and the kids) and you were going to go out there and show it.

The seconds ticked by and before you knew it, your music hit.

You squeezed Randy’s hand one last time and made your way out.

If you thought the crowd was going crazy before, that was nothing compared to now (“The biggest pop of the night,” Randy would later brag).

The entire arena was on their feet, screaming and shouting their surprise and happiness. Any doubt you had left after Randy’s speech completely evaporated with the (more than) warm welcome from the fans.

You ran down the ramp, fueled by the excitement of the audience. You hopped in the ring, throwing woman after woman over the ropes, barely seeing anything in front of you. Pure adrenaline ran through you.

The crowd was so loud you could barely hear yourself think, but one cheer in particular caught your attention.

“Let’s go mommy! Let’s go mommy!” You turned abruptly, catching the eyes of your son and daughter in the front row, bright smiles on their faces.

Tears threatened to spill yet again. Gratefulness filled your heart. You were here, in your favorite place in the world, doing your favorite thing, surrounded and supported by your favorite people.

You sent your son and daughter a wave, blowing them a kiss.

The crowd’s chants for you were as loud as ever —

“Welcome back! Welcome back!”

You were home.

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[1-800-sinister]

Rhea wearing snake earrings for Randy.

No, because Randy sees it while going on Twitter, and he makes sure to reward her later for showing everybody who she belongs to, which is the viper. 

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[ametrinearrows]

Homecoming Delights

The familiar feeling of coming home after a long week on the road was a comforting one. I had spent the last seven days away from the WWE ring, and as much as I loved what I did, there was something special about returning to the comfort of my own home.  

As I walked through the front door, I was greeted by the most incredible aroma. The scent of a home-cooked meal filled the air, and my curiosity got the best of me. YN YLN, my good friend and a fellow WWE Superstar, had been home with an injury, and I hadn't seen her in a while. 

I followed the delicious scent to the kitchen, and there she was, busy at work, a look of concentration on her face. Pots and pans simmered on the stove, and ingredients were neatly arranged on the countertop. It was a sight to behold. 

"YN," I said, my voice tinged with amazement. "What can't you do?" 

She turned around, a bright smile spreading across her face as she saw me. "Hey, Randy. I thought you'd be hungry when you got back, so I decided to cook something special." 

I couldn't help but chuckle as I took in the spread, she had prepared. "You're incredible, you know that?" 

YN blushed, her cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. "Aw, thanks, Randy. I just love cooking, and it's a nice way to unwind." 

I nodded in agreement, appreciating the effort she had put into making my return home so special. "Well, I'm lucky to have you as a friend, that's for sure." 

As she continued to work her culinary magic, we chatted about our respective weeks. She updated me on her injury progress, and I filled her in on the latest happenings in the WWE. The easy camaraderie we had built over the years made our conversation flow effortlessly. 

Before I knew it, YN had plated a delicious meal, and we sat down at the dining table to enjoy it together. The first bite was a revelation – her cooking was as amazing as I had imagined. 

"This is incredible, YN," I said between bites. "You've got serious talent in the kitchen." 

She grinned, her eyes sparkling with pride. "Thank you, Randy. It means a lot coming from you." 

As we shared a meal and caught up on life outside the ring, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the friendship I had with YN. She was a talented chef, a fierce competitor, and an amazing friend – the kind of person who made coming home even more special. 

As the evening wore on, I couldn't shake the feeling that sometimes, the best moments in life were the simplest ones – like sharing a meal with a dear friend who had a knack for making everything feel just right. 

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[daddyhausen]

｡ ･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡ 「 RANDY ORTON MASTERLIST 」 ｡ ･ : * ˚ : ✧ ｡

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「 ♡ — MINI SERIES 」

「 ♧ — SMUT 」

「 ♢ — TRIGGER WARNINGS 」

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「 FACE SITTING HEADCANNONS 」 — ♧

❝ face sitting headcannons w/ randy ❞

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[evalolxo]

Love me Like you

pairing - randy orton x reader

summary - you and randy broke up on mutual terms and you try to get over him with another superstar but the viper always comes back

warnings - fluff, randy being a twat, mentions of sex, swearing, reader has dirty thoughts, cheating

word count - 880 words

so baby, baby come and save me, don’t need those other lovers when i got my number one

“i bet he never treated you like this, huh?” roman asked me as he gave me a kiss and quickly turned away to talk to his cousins jey and jimmy.

i mentally sighed as i thought back to how i got in this predicament to start with.

randy and i had just broken up and i was drinking my feelings away at the hotel bar, that’s when i noticed the tribal chief, one thing led to another and i was laying naked with him. now we just go on dates and calls me his girlfriend to look good.

and to answer his question, randy never treated me like this, he treated me way fucking better.

randy and i dated for 4 years and roman and i have been dating for 6 months now.

i heard cheering from the room and everyone turned to see randy orton walking in the door with a brand new suit on.

i felt myself gawking at the way he looked in the suit, the way it hugged his muscles perfectly and how they showed his crotch off an appropriate amount but just enough to make me miss his cock. as if i didn’t already.

“hey baby” i was snapped out my thoughts and stare by roman who was now crouching in front of me with his cousins and heyman all looking at me disappointed.

“yeah?” i asked roman, pretending my full attention was on him while i could see out the corner of my eye randy was now watching the interaction.

randy orton made it his life’s mission to show he missed me and there was no one in the business, hell the whole word that didn’t know randy orton missed y/n l/n.

our breakup may have been mutual on the fact we didn’t have enough time with our schedules for each other and it was frustrating both mentally, physically and sexually so we decided to break up but there’s not a moment i don’t miss him.

“just wanted to make sure you’re okay, i know it must be hard seeing him” roman told me putting a hand on my knee, i had to fight the urge to roll my eyes into the back of my head at his words and demeanor.

“shit i gotta go for my match, i’ll see you later baby girl, i love you” he told me before leaving with the rest of the bloodline present and as he left i let out a sigh and an eye roll i had been holding in.

i heard a snicker and looked up to see randy watching me, i couldn’t fight the small smile that painted my face at the fact he was acknowledging me.

“can’t believe you replaced me with the tribal chief” he commented walking over to me while smirking and i rolled my eyes playfully when he sat down next to me, everyone had left the room to watch roman’s match so it was me and randy alone.

“you know you’ll always be my number one randy” i told the man who was staring at me with a smirk but his eyes were full of love and adoration.

“damn right, and you’ll always be my number one too” randy told me making me smile at him, he was nervous telling me this.

randy orton had always been nervous around me, my one power.

neither of us addressed the multiple elephants in the room.

me having a boyfriend already, getting back together, or the fact his hand had traveled to my thigh.

the sparks that flew through my leg to my stomach through his touch was a feeling i missed and i closed my eyes and smiled into the feeling.

“i love you” randy clearly stated and i stared at him surprised, he addressed an elephant.

“i love you too randy, i want to be with you but it’ll just be the same, and i’m dating roman” i explained and randy shook his head at me making me confused.

“it’ll be the same at the fact we are extremely in love with each other and we’ll be the power couple of the sports entertainment business and don’t act as if you don’t hold back screaming my name while roman fucks you” randy whispered the last part but the rest was clear as day to me, after explaining the butterflies i always got in my stomach returned for the first time in a year.

“it’ll be the same in the way we’ll have no time” i told him firmly, as much as i wanted to fall back into his arms and for him to hold me forever, our work would get in the way again.

“i’ll be waiting for you, till my dying day” randy stated before placing his hand on my cheek making me fully face him before he planted a soft kiss on my lips, the same lips that kissed me after i won all my championships, the same lips that kissed me as i cried and after i cried, the same lips that would wait for us.

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[wrestlersownmyheart]

Hi. I love your stories. I have an idea for a ficlet. I would love one where Randy Orton and the reader go to a haunted house and he protects the reader from all the Scary things

Aww thank you so much sis! Hope you enjoy what I did! 🙂

Title: Haunted House Pairing: Randy Orton X Reader Summary: You and Randy decide to visit a Haunted House on Halloween night and you get so spooked he has to protect you. Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination. Content/Trigger Warnings: None. Just fluff and an attempt at comedy.

NOTE: I have never done a Haunted House before, so bear with me. I hope I did this correctly.

Haunted House

“I don’t know about this,” you said, taking Randy Orton’s large hand. “I’ve never been in a haunted house before, Randy.”

“Oh, come on, Y/N,” Randy coaxed, his bright blue eyes flashing. “It’ll be fun. Besides, you can’t go to a Halloween carnival without visiting the haunted house.”

You were both dressed up for Halloween as Han Solo and Princess Leia from the Return of the Jedi. Your costume was complete with the golden bikini and a super long clip in braid.

“Yeah but they say this house is actually haunted,” you argued. “Like, for real. That’s like deciding to pay the Amityville house a visit! Are you crazy??”

Randy chuckled, and brought your hand to his mouth, kissing it softly. “Why so scared? I’ll protect you.”

“I don’t doubt you’d try,” you replied, “But how are you going to protect me from a ghost, or worse, a poltergeist?”

He chuckled again and led you up the walkway toward the house. “It’ll be fine. If it gets too bad, we’ll find the nearest emergency exit and leave. Deal?”

You nodded reluctantly, “O-okay.”

You went through the, what used to be, white gate of the picket fence which framed the large yard and walked toward the front door. A small group of teenage girls were behind you, already giggling hysterically. 

“Somehow, I think if we’re stuck in front of them the whole time, I’m gonna be ready to climb the walls before this is over,” you remarked, with a roll of your eyes.

“Don’t worry, they’ll be more quiet when they get scared,” Randy chuckled deviously. “And I can always scare them worse than this house would.”

You nodded your agreement with a soft hum of approval.

He was telling the truth. Randy was an insanely attractive man, but he could definitely turn into a scary lunatic when he wanted to–usually when he was wrestling or filming a segment for the WWE.

You stepped up to the first step of the porch, and–

“ROAAAR!!” A Freddy Krueger leapt out from behind the open front door.

At the same time, you jumped out of your skin and your hand shot to your chest as the teenagers squealed, and Randy laughed aloud.

“This is gonna be fun,” he exclaimed.

“If you say so,” you said under your breath.

You both stepped into the house, followed by the annoying teenage girls, and you were already cringing when a goblin flew by your face, shrieking in laughter, it’s ragged clothing brushing across your cheek.

“It’s just a bunch of jump-scares,” you griped to Randy. “Can’t we just forget about this?”

“Once you enter, you don’t exit,” came the killer’s voice from the Scream films. Right behind you. You turned and immediately screamed at seeing Ghostface run at you.

“How the heck did he hear me,” you demanded. “I wasn’t talking that loud. Randy, this is freaky.”

“Relax, babe, it’s just part of the show,” Randy said, leading you forward. “I won’t let anything touch you.”

“Okay,” you agreed reluctantly, letting him take your hand and lead you further into the house.

You both turned down a hallway and immediately heard a door slam in the near distance followed by a woman’s scream. You couldn’t decide if it was sound effects or if the “for real” haunted house was beginning to show its true colors.

That thought nearly sent you into a panic. “Randy, I really want out of here. Please.”

“Okay, baby, we can leave,” Randy said, turning you toward the way you’d just come. He affectionately squeezed your shoulders. “We’ll go back out the front door since we already know what is lurking there.”

You nodded as he led you, and you immediately felt bad. “I’m sorry. I know you wanted to do this.”

“No worries, babe. It’s not a big deal. I just thought since you’d never been to one that it’d be fun for you. If it’s scaring you that bad I don’t want you to do it either.”

“Sir,” an authoritative voice said from behind the two of you. You turned and saw that “Freddy Krueger” was acting as hall monitor, so to speak. “Sir, you’re not allowed to leave back through the front door. I’m afraid you have to go through the remaining haunted house to get to the actual exit.

“Please,” you started. “I’m freaked out and I just want out of here.”

“There’s only a couple of hallways to get through ma`am.”

It was surreal for Freddy Krueger to be speaking so politely to you. But polite or not you wanted out of this house and you wanted out now.

“I don’t care. I’m not going and you can’t make me,” you said feeling childish, but nonetheless justified.

“Ma`am…”

“Look, Freddy,” Randy started sarcastically, popping his knuckles and clearly losing his patience. “We’re going out the front door. If you don’t like that, I don’t think there’s a lot you can do about it.”

“I can stop you from going through the door.”

Freddy was getting pretty snarky.

“And I can slap the taste out of your pizza-faced mouth,” you said in retaliation.

“Now listen,” Freddy started, pointing his finger blade at you. “I-”

“Don’t you dare point that blade at me,” you cried indignantly. You let loose and slapped him across the face.

“HEY!” Freddy was suddenly angry and latched onto your arm with his gloved hand. 

“OW,” You cried, as the metal of the glove dug into your skin. The blades were thankfully dulled down to where it didn’t actually cut you, but it still hurt.

“Okay, that’s it,” Randy said a second before driving his fist into Freddy’s face. 

Freddy was down for the count.

“Come on, let’s get out of here,” Randy said, taking your hand and heading for the front door.

You both hurried through the door and were instantly out in the cool night air.

“Thank you, baby,” you said softly as you walked away from the house and headed out of the carnival toward Randy’s car.

“No one's gonna put their hands on you on my watch,” he said, as he walked you to the passenger’s side of the large SUV. “No one.”

He opened the door for you and helped you into the seat, before gently closing the door again. Then he was jogging around to the driver’s side and getting in himself.

“I love you, Randy.”

He looked over at you and smiled. “I love you too.” His dimples appeared then. “In fact I was going to do this after the haunted house, but Freddy screwed it up,” he chuckled, pulling a velvet box out of his costume’s pocket. He opened the box to reveal a diamond ring. “Y/N… Would you marry me?”

“Oh my God, Randy! Yes!” You squealed the words and latched onto him kissing him passionately. “Yes,” you said again, as he placed the ring on your finger.

“I’m glad.” He said, reaching over and kissing you softly. “You’ve just made me the happiest man on earth.” He started the car as you admired your ring.

“And you’ve made me the happiest woman on earth,” you replied, gazing at him. “Let’s go home and celebrate,” he said with a wink.

THE END

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[dirtywrestling]

hello! may i please request a thing about randy orton x female reader? maybe it’s halloween time and he tries to scare reader by turning their house into a fun little haunted house? i thought maybe that could be cute

Pairing: Randy Orton x Female!Reader

Warnings: Flufff, Randy trying to be scary, Halloween Themed

Commissions: Open!

Imagines: Open!

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It was like something you'd see out of a corny scary movie. The fake spider webs were stuck in the corner of the walls, the skeletons hanging from the ceiling as if they were there for decades. The fog roaming from your feet and dusting the whole floor. "Okay Randy, ha ha." You said sarcastically. "You got me." You set your purse down, looking through the slightly dim house but not seeing your husband.

"I swear, Randy don't you dare scare me." You said making your way towards the kitchen, trying to ignore the thrill of it all but you couldn't help but your heart hammering against your chest. You opened the fridge, looking at all the options. "What do you want for dinner?" You asked. No response. You huffed. "What about- god I don't know what to good." You mumbled.

Hearing a light creak behind you in the floor board you quickly spun around to see a tall figure wearing a ghost face mask. You squealed loudly, throwing up your fists ready to fight but the masked person grabbed your wrists before you could swing and started laughing.

"Randy! That is not funny!" You whined.

Randy pulled away and took the mask off still laughing heavily. "You should have seen your face!" Randy snickered. "Man, I love Halloween." He grinned.

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[shes2real]

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[sulfurz]

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randy orton

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[1-800-sinister]

(tw: dark!randy, sub!rhea, public sex, cheating, hair pulling, biting, power play)

Randy was tossing rhea around the ring. "Come on, Ripley," he smirked. 

Rhea went to hit Randy, which he dodged, pulling her into a chokehold. "Cmon, Rhea gotta be faster than that sweetheart." 

Rhea tried to get out of the chokehold but couldn't. She heard Randy begin to laugh darkly. "Damn Ripley, you are a desperate little bitch because I can practically smell you."

Randy began to slide one of his hands down Rhea's stomach. He felt her bite him. "Oh, you fucking bitch," he slapped her, picking her up and not letting her go. "Now I'm going to fuck you, and you are going to be a good little cockhole, so take it, you fucking bitch." 

Randy pulls down Rheas shorts, seeing her not wearing any underwear. He smirked darkly and pulled down his shorts and boxers, thrusting into her, pulling her hair, making her look at him. Her mouth fell open, soft whines escaping through.

Rhea clawed at Randy's back, moaning at his harsh thrusts. Her eyes were literally rolling back.

"Damn, look at you all fucked out on my cock, Ripley," Randy smirked as he kept his thrusts brutal. 

Rhea felt herself cum all over Randy's cock. "Please no more, sir," he pulled out of her, pushing her onto the ring floor, making her go face down ass up.

Rhea moaned out loud, feeling Randy thrust back in harshly. She was trying to grip at anything. 

Randy pulled Rhea's hair. He pulled up the sports bra she was wearing, making her tit's fall out. They began to move with his harsh thrusts.

Rhea's eyes widen when she catches sight of a shocked dominik. "D-dom, wait, oh fuck," she moaned as she came all over Randy's cock again. 

Randy smirked, groaning as he came in rhea while making eye contact with Dominik, watching him walk out.

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[ametrinearrows]

Struggles Between Love and Wrestling

Randy watched from a distance as YN and Seth Rollins shared a moment backstage. His jaw clenched and his fists tightened involuntarily. He couldn’t help but feel a surge of frustration as he saw his sister, YN, smiling at the man he had clashed with countless times in the ring – Seth Rollins.

“Why’d you have to go for him?” Randy muttered under his breath, his voice laced with a mix of annoyance and concern. He leaned against a nearby equipment crate, his eyes never leaving the pair as they laughed and talked.

YN and Randy had always been close. Growing up together in the world of professional wrestling had forged an unbreakable bond between them. They had faced challenges, triumphs, and defeats side by side. But this situation was different. Randy had seen the way Seth operated, the manipulations and betrayals that had left scars on their shared history. He couldn’t fathom why YN would be drawn to someone like him.

As he continued to watch them, Randy’s mind drifted back to their childhood. The memories of their parents teaching them the ropes of wrestling, the late-night conversations about their dreams, the times they had each other’s backs in the heat of battle – it was all so vivid in his mind. He had always been protective of YN, and that instinct was now kicking into overdrive.

Randy clenched his fists, a mixture of anger and worry churning within him. He had seen firsthand the destruction that could be wrought by volatile relationships, and he didn’t want his sister to experience that pain. But he also knew he couldn’t control her heart.

As YN and Seth finally parted ways, Randy straightened up, his gaze following YN’s figure as she walked towards him. She flashed him a warm smile, her eyes lighting up as she approached.

“Hey, Randy,” YN greeted, her voice filled with genuine affection.

“Hey,” Randy responded, trying to keep his tone casual despite the storm of emotions swirling within him.

YN’s brow furrowed slightly as she studied Randy’s expression. “Is something bothering you?”

Randy hesitated for a moment before deciding to speak his mind. “YN, I’ve seen the things Seth has done. The betrayals, the manipulation. I just… I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

YN’s smile faded, replaced by a more serious look. She reached out and placed a hand on Randy’s arm, her touch comforting. “I appreciate your concern, Randy. But people can change. Seth has been through a lot, just like we all have. I see something in him that maybe others don’t.”

Randy sighed, his frustration mingling with resignation. He couldn’t deny the validity of YN’s words. After all, he himself had sought redemption and a chance to change. But still, the worry persisted.

“Just promise me you’ll be careful,” Randy said, his voice softening. “I don’t want to see you get hurt like I’ve seen others get hurt.”

YN nodded, her eyes sincere. “I promise, Randy. And I know you’ll always have my back.”

Randy managed a small smile, his heartache momentarily eased by his sister’s understanding. As they stood there, the echoes of their shared past and the uncertainty of the future wrapped around them. Despite his reservations, Randy knew that he couldn’t stand in the way of YN’s choices. All he could do was be there for her, just as she had always been there for him.

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[wardlowsbabydoll]

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[evalolxo]

In Ring Performance

pairing - randy orton x reader

summary - y/n and randy are in a tag team match and realize they’re in love with each other at different points during the match

warnings - fighting, blood, reader being nervous asf

randy smirked at me as he sat on the middle rope and held the top one high so i could fit into the ring comfortably, i nodded at him as a thank you before we turned to becky lynch and seth rollins in front of us.

randy and i were about to face the two of them in a tag team match.

randy didn’t come through to the ring as he stood at the corner and seth did the same so it was becky and i in the ring.

the bell rang and we straight away began to attack each other trying to get ahead of the other but nothing i was doing was working. i began to get frustrated and separated from her and ran toward the ropes to preform a close line.

it was successful and i smirked as i threw my hands up as becky laid on the mat in pain and i looked to randy who was clapping and smirking at me.

i turned back down to put my attention on becky and crouched down and put her in a sleeper hold and she let out yells while trying not to tap, she then began to use her strength to peel my arms off her which was successful.

she then kicked me and i doubled over and she kicked me again in the face now making me collapse.

as she turned round to the crowd to boast i crawled over to randy and managed to successfully tag randy in, he smirked before making sure i got through okay before turning to becky.

she managed to run over and tag seth in as he stepped through the ropes and him and randy got ready.

they began to fight and they were both bleeding eventually, i was eager for randy to take me back in but he was on the mat floor bleeding.

i noticed becky moving out the corner of my eye and managed to react quickly and jumped down from the ring to punch her while she ran at me full force, she laid on the ground holding her face and i turned back to the mat to see randy was closer to me bleeding now.

i climbed through and rko’d seth before he could do anything to randy, with both becky and seth laying on the ground in pain i rushed back to randy and held his head in my hands.

he winced but looked back up at me and his eyes widened slightly as i looked down at him concern evident all over my face.

“are you alright” i asked him over all the noise and he managed to nod and i dragged him to the edge of the ring before climbing over the ropes and tagging myself in, randy then rolled out the ring and i approached seth who was on his hands and knees.

i smirked at the sight in front of me before looking at the crowd who we were screaming as they realized what i was doing.

i ran toward seth and preformed the stomp on him making him flop back onto the mat.

after we went back and forth for a while all 4 of us randy managed to pin seth for 3 and i cheered loudly before running into the ring and i attacked randy with a hug.

he smirked down at me while holding his rib and he lifted me up with his one arm and i laughed in the air and looked down at him, he was smiling up at me now.

was he always this hot?

randy then put me down and grabbed my hand intertwining our fingers before we lifted our arms up in victory, the feeling of our hands being linked made me feel all jittery and nervous.

i looked over at randy and as i stared at his side profile everything seemed to move in slow motion, the way the crowd got quiet and slow, the way his smile slowly grew, why was i feeling this way toward him?

suddenly the world fell back to normal speed when randy dropped our arms but didn’t let go of my hand, as we walked up the ramp i tried to ignore how i was feeling nervous around randy by waving at fans and blowing becky a kiss to which she scowled at.

we made it backstage and randy hugged me again while laughing and i felt my body temperature rise rapidly as my stomach flipped in itself multiple times.

i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and we pulled away again.

“you were amazing!” he told me smiling down at me, the way he was actually smiling and not doing that stupid cocky smirk of his made me fully realize something.

i’m in love with this guy.

“thank you, as were you” i told him and he seemed to get nervous slightly before throwing an arm over my shoulder as we started to walk back to the locker room.

he dropped me off at the door of mine but before i opened the door i looked back at him and we were looking at each other waiting for the other to do something about what had just happened in the ring.

“would you like to go out to dinner sometime?” i asked him quickly and his eyes widened but he quickly nodded and smiled at me, this was not the randy orton i knew,

but i was willing to try it out.

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