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damiansgoodgirll · 2 months

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hi, can you please make a story where reader is young like 19 or 20 and everyone loves her and she’s a pretty close friend with basically everyone in the wwe and one day she has a match with like Nia or someone else and she gets injured so bad that everyone around her is worried sick.? maybe she has a closer feeling with the judgement day or Jey but like if you can mention more wrestlers it would be amazing. Thank you so much. I love your writing

i love this type of requests cause it makes me travel back in time when i was 13 and i used to play wrestling with my best friend (don’t do this at home) and i remember everyone loving me…anyway

sorry for making nia the bad one!

the judgment day x reader (platonic) / jey uso x reader (platonic)

home is where you belong

you never thought you would find it but you did. the place where you felt safe and loved, the place that you called home.

you’ve been wrestling since you were fifteen and once you got eighteen wwe signed you in. two years later now you were living your dream;

travelling from city to city, having sleepovers with your wrestling friends, gossiping about what people you shipped together, talking nonsense with seth rollins and having becky teasing him, watching and learning new techniques from jey uso, training with the judgment day.

everything was a dream for you.

the fans loved you. even if they weren’t fans about your character, they still liked your persona and your positive energy. you had no enemies, you pretended of course, but you had no enemies at all.

many elders took you under their protective wing and you couldn’t be more grateful.

you we are currently training with rhea as you had a big match against nia and you wanted to be ready. you both already knew that the judgement they were gonna help you win this match because, according to the script they had to ruin this moment for you and for nia, but you didn’t care because you knew how fun it was going to be.

so you were ready to kick her ass.

nia, otherwise, wasn’t as happy as you thought. the idea of losing against some teenager like you made her blood boil. she was more experienced than you so why would you had to win? plus, by getting helped by the judgment day?

she didn’t like the idea but she didn’t tell you.

she had something else in mind.

so you were getting ready, your make up flawless, your hair perfectly posing over your shoulders and a smile that could make happy anyone who met you.

you were so ready.

you heard the “boos” when nia entered the ring and you heard everyone cheering for you when you entered. that’s how it was supposed to be so why did she have an envious look in her eyes?

you pretended it was nothing and you started the match as it was supposed to go.

ten minutes later, the judgment day music echoing through the arena, just like the script said.

rhea distracting nia.

following exactly what the script said.

so what did go wrong?

nia attacked rhea. it wasn’t in the script but rhea knew how to handle situations like that.

you could tell by damian’s look that this wasn’t supposed to happen but you took it as an opportunity to distract nia and make your final move, move that made you win that match.

earlier on the schedule but still, you had your win.

“someone beat your ass…” rhea screamed into the microphone, unleashing mixed reactions through the crowd. everyone cheering for you because of your win, not everyone was happy with the way you won but still, you better than nia.

that set her off.

she didn’t like the idea of a teenager beating her but she hated even more the way the crowd laughed at her face, making her seem weak, not strong enough.

the judgment day were leaving the arena, just like the script told them to do after your victory, so what didn’t go as planned?

you were still in the ring, fans clapping for you, the referee still held your hand high and as you were about the leave, nia hit you behind your back.

this wasn’t prepared.

you fell to your knees and before you could do something she dragged you through your hair into the middle of the ring.

“nia?” you said almost too terrified.

the referee tried to get into the two of you but nia pushed her away, hurting her.

“who do you think you are?” she said hoovering you with her body.

“nia what?” you weren’t understanding. why was she doing that? she was your friend, she wasn’t supposed to hurt you.

“don’t act so dumb…” she whispered before attacking you.

for real this time.

nothing prepared.

she was really hurting you. your face first, then your stomach, she kept hurting you, punching you over and over until you couldn’t feel your body anymore.

your head and nose were bleeding.

referees weren’t able to stop her either.

rhea and damian were the first one to intervene when they saw that the referee couldn’t stop her.

rhea attacking her, the referees, trying to get between the two of them, so damian so that as an opportunity to shield you with his body. he could handle nia attacking him.

“damian?” you almost cried.

“hey…shh it’s okay, i got you” he said, slowly moving your hair out of your face and it was in that moment that he saw your bleeding face.

“dam…it hurts” you said clenching your stomach. he felt his heart breaking. the way you were clenching your chest, the way your hands trembled a little, your bleeding face and your eyes full of tears.

he was mad. furious.

“i know…ssshhh…we will take care of you i promise” he whispered.

the crowd was cheering, assuming everything was scripted, but there was an uncomfortable silence going behind the scenes.

everyone watching what was happening in horror.

becky had tears in her eyes and seth was trying to keep her and himself calm because he was mad. cody was speechless. jey ran out of his locker room just to be stopped by the security. dom and finn paralysed in their steps as they were watching everything happening right before their eyes.

that’s what it went wrong.

thankfully, rhea and referees were able to drag nia away from the ring. she knew she went too far but her pride was something she wasn’t willing to give up.

damian was still in the ring with you as medical staff came and assisted you.

you already fell unconscious when damian lifted you up in his arms and dragged you down onto the stretcher waiting for you backstage.

you were rushed to the hospital and honestly no one felt like continuing the show but they had to. jey was next but all he wanted to do was rush to the hospital and stay by your side.

you didn’t even realised that when you woke up you weren’t in some hotel room but you were in a hospital bed. your head still pounding when you remembered what happened.

the doctor told you that you had a few broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder,a broken wrist, a sprained ankle and a heavy concussion. not to count all the bruising and red spots forming all over your body.

then what you didn’t want to hear : no wrestling for at least four months.

your body needed to rest and heal first.

you were trying to hold in all the tears but eventually let them out when the doctor left your room. you were supposed to have your first main event at wrestlemania and now that dream was gone.

while still crying a soft knock echoed through the room.

damian first, then rhea with the rest of the judgment day.

“hey…” she whispered but her heart broke when she saw the tears in your eyes “why are you crying pretty girl?” she asked sitting on the chair next to your bed, followed by the boys who sat on the small couch right beside the window.

“bye bye wrestlemania…” you said with a broken voice.

everyone knew how much you’ve been waiting and wanting that moment.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” she said softly.

“its just it’s not fair…” you whispered “why did she do that? i thought she was my friend…i would have never done that to her rhea…never”

“i know love…because you know your value, you’re kind and sweet and loving and unfortunately you’ve met someone who thought about her ego and her ego only…” she said smiling sadly at you.

“what matters now is that you rest and take your time to heal” damian joined the conversation “you scared everyone back there…” he said making you smile a little.

“i didn’t mean to…”

“we know…or you could tell them that yourself” finn joked.

“what?” you whispered.

“everyone’s here…jey almost punched the doctor when they wouldn’t let him see you” dom laughed “becky is here with seth, cody and shayna are here too…girl you even scared gunther”

“i don’t believe it…” you laughed.

“we can make you believe that” jey said entering the room with a beautiful bouquet of red roses. everyone followed him too.

you were relieved in seeing so many people caring for you in a way not even your friends cared about. you felt loved and appreciated.

you’ve spent the next hour talking nonsense with them all and you almost forgot about the wrestling problem thing.

almost.

when everyone left for your check up with the doctor, the only one who stayed was jey.

he was the only one who noticed the shift in your mood and he knew what was like staying away from what you love do the most, so if you needed a shoulder to cry on, he was willing to do that, if you needed a friendly advice, he was willing to do that too.

“care to tell me what’s on your mind sweetheart?” he asked when the doctor left.

“i’m going to miss all of these…four months of not seeing you all days, no wrestling, no wrestlemania and probably no summerslam too…it’s just, i feel useless and empty not doing what i love jey” you confessed.

“you’re not useless at all, and it’s normal to feel nostalgic right now but it’ll pass and i promise you that you’ll be on your feet for when summerslam comes! i promise you” he said sitting next to you and wrapping his arm around your shoulder - the healthy one - “i wish i could have done something to stop her but i was the useless one…i hated seeing you in so much pain…she lost her mind and finally she lost her job too”

“what?” you whispered.

“yup! got fired…you know you could sue her right?” jey asked.

“i would never do that…”

“i know…you’re too kind for that…what she did was wrong and completely unacceptable but i’m glad you’re here…” he said softly kissing your head.

“ill be here for a long long time…this is my home after all” you smiled, making jey laugh too.

and it was in that moment that you truly realised how important those weird people were for you, and how important you were for them.

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sleepymysterio · 11 months

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and i luv it too

#rhea ripley #dominik mysterio #damian priest #wwe #raw #the judgement day #dom mysterio #demi bennett #rhea x dom #rhea and dom #mami and dom #this is so real #mamis always on top #don’t fuck with tjd’s puppy

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jeysuso · 3 months

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#he said what he said

bonus, the face of a man who dgaf about no deadman:

#rhea ripley #dominik mysterio #damian priest #the judgement day #wweedit #mygifs*#jeysuso #wrestling tag #*#HIS FACE IN THE LAST ONE LMFAOOOOOOOOOO #he's right tho put some respect on michelle mccool's name she's FIIIIIIINE.#also i blurred out vince's face on dom's t-shirt we don't do that here dom baby <3

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m0shpitpup · 3 months

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clarity

implied child abuse and brief mentions of rey hitting dom

rhea x dom

before dominik had found himself within the safe haven he’d come to know as his family, and as the judgment day, it was safe to say he’d been loyal. loyal to the ones who had hurt him the most, in the most humiliating of circumstances. loyal to the evil in the world, in hopes it would see his willingness to bend to its will. loyal to the very core of his broken, battered little heart and his aching ribs. he was loyal to the man who created him from his own blood, his own doing. loyal to the man who made him feel like he was the size of an ant, looking on at the rest of the world, hiding in its hill to avoid the scorching of the hot midday sun.

without fail, he’d be waiting outside rey’s bedroom door after every fight they’d have. no matter how badly his ribs ached and the air he sucked in wheezed painfully through his lungs, he’d trudge himself to rey’s door every time. after all, he’d never known any different. this was what it was supposed to feel like, wasn’t it? it was supposed to be something you had to work for. love didn’t come for free, he learned that early on in his life. he knew he had to make rey proud. had to swallow his own dignity just to make rey look better, let everyone know /he/ was the hero and dominik was the dumbass kid that needed his daddy to come save him once more.

was it even a fight if the other person only cowered into themselves and took it?

through every fist thrown in dom’s direction, he’d only wrap his arms around himself and watch. he’d watch rey repeat the same routine, never once questioning why all of it was directed toward him and him only. he’d never ask why, only apologize and promise to do better. he’d watch in both fear and anticipation of what rey would do, and what he wished he would do instead. oh, how tiring it was to wait for an ‘i love you’ to even be uttered in his direction. taking an endless beating both mentally and physically every other friday, reminding dominik he would /never live up to rey’s legacy/.

so, it was safe to say dom had been loyal up until rey no longer wanted him around. whether the man would admit it or not, dom could see the way rey looked at him. he could see the true malice of rey’s intentions only when another person had told him how abnormal it was for a father to treat their son in such a way. even then, the stinging truth of the matter didn’t come to him as quickly as he’d like to admit. it came to him in a locker room after a particularly tough match, devilish eyes and gelled black hair that was slowly disheveling through sweat and what dominik had determined was dirt from hitting the floor.

it came to him with an aggressive hand grabbing the nape of his neck, thick australian accent somehow perfectly dancing the line of booming and whispering soothingly. realization came to him when the tank of a woman known as rhea ripley simply wiped his face with a kleenex she’d had inside her purse. no insults, no words along the lines of “boys don’t cry”, and no mention of being rey mysterio’s son.

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“you’re just a boy, you’re no man,” rhea whispers one night six months down the road as she cards sharp nails through dominik’s hair. “to no fault of your own, of course. rey wouldn’t let you be a man, but mami’s here to fix that, isn’t she?” she hums, her hold on the boy tightening instinctively when she feels him murmur something in agreement.

“mhm, yeah, mami’s gonna help..” he mumbles, his face pressing into her chest as she continues to pet him. though he was barely awake, barely coherent, he knew his mami would never steer him wrong in this cruel shit hole he’d come to recognize as planet earth.

in the entire six months dominik had known rhea, she’d never once steered him into the wrong direction. never broken him down into her hands like rey so often did. she only built him up, only licked his wounds and praised him for how hard he’d tried. so, who was he to question her? why would he question the woman who brought him safety and peace in the middle of the night when his entire world crashed down.

so, he had no reason to question the domineering woman who had completely destroyed every bad memory he’d ever had and replaced it with a warm, fresh, still burning one.

despite his fading awareness in favor of just sleeping it off, he perked his head up from the warm confines of rhea’s tattooed chest. big, doe eyes and thick lashes blinking up at her in adoration. he’d tried to just ignore it for as long as he could. he knew disturbing his family at night wouldn’t be the best move, as he’d learned the hard way with rey.

rhea knowingly sighed, dom’s bothersome thought metaphorically creating a giant storm cloud above his tired little head. “i can practically hear your thought process, babe.” she chuckles quietly, fingers scratching under his chin in that sickeningly sweet way she done so often at night in bed and in front of thousands within the arenas they often performed in.

“oh- uh- mami, can we turn the tv on? i don’t really like the dark anymore. bad things happen in the dark, ‘n i think they’ll go away if i can see you better..” he murmurs quietly, fingers twisting and tugging at themselves nervously as he ducks his head and awaits his answer of rejection.

rhea has to bite back a smile at his nervousness, finding amusement in her sweet boy in the calm of the upcoming storm. though she knows this question stems so much deeper than just a silly fear of the dark. dominik had told her many sleepless nights ago what happened in the dark at home, and she’d be lying if she said she could ever forget the way it stung deep down into her soul when he’d first spilled out into tears over a particularly dark and cloudy night.

“baby, we can watch whatever you want. we don’t even have to go to bed yet if you’re feeling up for some tv tonight.” she nudges his side, prodding and tickling at chubby hips until he can’t help but giggle into her shoulder.

‘mission accomplished’ she thinks, relishing in his soft and sweet giggle as she pulls him impossibly closer until he’s all but completely on top of her in a koala-on-a-tree-like fashion. used to this position, she skillfully turns the television on.

“what are we feeling tonight, sweet boy?” she hums, chuckling as dom only hums into her neck in response. she couldn’t deny how much she loved the moments where he relied on her for his everyday, mundane decisions. it was a feeling of trust shared between the pair that neither had never experienced before and will never experience again.

after what felt like an hour of scrolling (it was only five minutes, but dominik was still learning to be patient), he peered up at rhea through the fluffy fringe sweeping across his forehead with insightful eyes.

“can we watch south park?” he tilts his head to the side ever so slightly, lips parted beautifully and eyes big and wet as ever. as if rhea would deny him anyway.

“you could’ve just said that,” she giggles, shaking her head in fondness as her mouth purses into a smile wider than she could’ve fathomed just a few months ago. she stops to take his expression in though, holding back what could be deemed as ‘cuteness aggression’ as she studies his face. “while i can’t deny how utterly fucking adorable that face is, you know damn well i ain’t ever gonna tell you no.”

“even if i want the world?”

“then we’ll steal the world together. even the moon, if you want.”

and that’s exactly what she had planned to do. steal the world for dominik, rearrange the stars in a pattern he specifically created just for her to make.

#wwe #wwe raw #rhea ripley #the judgement day #my fic #wwe fic #rhea x dom #r + d #rhea and dom #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio #rey mysterio #he’s not a good person in this sorry #rhea is an angel lowkey #monday night raw #mami rhea #finn balor #damian priest #sub mysterio

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cosmicflw3rr · 20 days

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cash in.

dominik mysterio x fem! reader

summary: you cash in at wrestlemania.

A/N: this is inspired by damian’s cash in, just something to put out while I work on my other things! btw pls request stuff I need to unleash my creativity 😈😈

btw in this short fic, for the inst post at the end im using pics from liv’s cash in, and a pic of bianca and montez but you can imagine yourself however you want it’s just pics i chose for the post :)

your nerves were jumbled up as you watched bayley and iyo sky fight for the title. their feud had been going on for a while now and was finally going to be resolved at the grandest stage of them all.

what they didn’t know was that tonight you’d finally cash in the money in the bank contract you'd been clutching for months. you had never found the perfect moment to make your move. yet, something in the air felt different, electric. today was the day you'd cash it in; you could just feel it.

you had to look away from the screen at the amount of close calls the match had, you moved away from the monitor sitting down on the couch in the little spot the tv crew had for the judgement day. damian, finn, jd and rhea also watched the match intently.

you held your head with your hands, sighing. your leg bouncing up and down anxiously. dominik, your boyfriend sat down next to you placing his hand on your knee to stop it from bouncing.

as soon as dom's hand touched your knee, you paused and locked eyes with him. "hermosa, talk to me," he urged, understanding the weight of the evening on your shoulders, yet not wanting you to be overwhelmed by stress.

leaning back, you let out a groan, the frustration clear in your voice. "what if it doesn’t work? what if I can't cash in the contract?" you shared your fears, the pressure mounting. "I might not get a chance like this ever again." the uncertainty of it all was eating at you.

you were convinced this was a once-in-a-lifetime shot, but dom saw things differently. he knew just how incredible you were in the ring, how you owned every match you fought and put your heart into everything you did. so to hear you think you weren’t ever going to get an opportunity like that again hurt, because he knew you would.

“listen amor.” when you wouldn't meet his gaze, he gently tilted your chin up, eyes meeting yours, and saw the worry glistening there. with a soft, reassuring smile, he whispered, "amor, don't worry. you've got this. you're one of the best wrestlers out there, and no matter what happens, there will be more chances. believe in yourself like I believe in you." his words were the comfort you didn't know you needed.

you eyes met dom’s as you nodded, understanding flickering between you. suddenly, the bell echoed, one, two, three times. your head whipped around to the screen, and there it was—bayley's victory. the members from your faction turned to you, their faces a mix of surprise and disbelief.

aithout a second thought, you grabbed your briefcase and bolted towards the gorilla, heart racing. "I'm cashing in! I'm cashing in!" you shouted at the top of your lungs. the production crew exchanged quick glances, barely able to process your words as you grabbed a referee by his shirt and charged onto the stage, adrenaline fueling your every step.

running down the ramp as your theme blared through the arena, the crowd erupted in cheers, instantly recognizing the moment unfolding. You reached the ring sliding into it with the referee on your heels. you turned thrusting the briefcase into his hands, “I’m cashing in!” you yelled.

he looked down at the briefcase his voice tinged with uncertainty, "are you sure?"

without hesitation, you shouted back, "yes, I'm cashing in, do it!" your hand came down hard on the briefcase, affirming your decision. the buzz from the crowd surged through you, adrenaline coursing wildly through your veins.

bayley staggered to her feet, unsteady. you bounced on the balls of your feet, ready, and as the bell chimed for the third time, you quickly delivered your finisher, the ripcord flatliner.

she hit the mat, motionless. yet, the roar of the crowd told you to keep going. you quickly pulled her to the ring's center, seizing her legs and cinching in a figure four lock, the cheers growing impossibly louder.

the excitement from the crowd was electric and the adrenaline in your body was hard to contain.

with the figure four perfectly locked in, bayley was trapped, dead center of the ring with no hope of grabbing the ropes. you yelled, teeth gritted, tightening the hold. then, the moment came—bayley tapped out, the bell sounding three times.

your music blared out as you released her, you scooted back, your spine meeting the ropes, shock written on your face. your hands flew to cover your eyes, tears leaving paths down your cheeks as you sobbed, the crowd's roar drowning your thoughts, the reality of the moment not quite sinking in.

wiping your tears, you turned to the referee, who held the championship title towards you. grabbing it from, you sat there dazed, just gazing at the title, a fresh wave of tears blurring in your eyes as pride swelled within you.

you got to your feet, lifting your arm, and the cheers from the crowd grew even wilder. you let out a smile, wiping away those involuntary tears. just then, at the top of the ramp, you noticed the judgement day coming out, cheering you on.

without missing a beat, you slipped out of the ring and bolted up the ramp. reaching the top, you found dominik first, waiting for you. the two of you collided into a tight embrace, him lifting and twirling you off the ground.

when your feet touched solid ground, you stepped back, locking eyes with him briefly, then sharing a tender kiss. after the kiss, you both melted into another warm hug, your arms around his neck and his on your waist.

“I’m so proud of you baby. I told you everything would work out.” he whispered, stirring fresh tears in your eyes. you nodded against his shoulder.

"I love you so much," you choked out, voice trembling, tears streaming down. breaking from the embrace, he tenderly held your face, wiping away the tears, then kissed you once more.

a smile broke through as he stepped aside, revealing the judgement day, all hyped up. In an instant, they swept you and dom up in a massive group hug.

you all erupted in cheers, bouncing around with excitement as each one expressed their pride in you, bringing a beam to your face. the group hug ended, and everyone turned towards the ring.

in a swift move, dom and damian hoisted you onto their shoulders, your hands clutching the title as you raised it high, pyro blazing in the background.

with a joyful shout, you took in the cheering crowd. after soaking in the moment, they carefully lowered you back down. you lifted your hand in triumph one last time before Dom draped his arm over your shoulder.

backstage, away from the roaring crowd, the intimacy of the moment enveloped you and dom as the judgment day trailed behind. you wrapped your arms around dom once more, this hug deeper, more personal.

tears freely flowed as the weight of your victory hit you, and dom was there, a comforting presence, rubbing your back gently. "I am so, so proud of you, amor. you've earned this and so much more," he whispered, his words a soothing balm to your overwhelmed emotions.

pulling back from the embrace, you brushed away the lingering tears, offering him a tender kiss. "thank you, babe. for everything," you murmured with heartfelt gratitude.

"this was all you," he replied, his pride in you evident.

"maybe, but your support has been my rock, the thing that's kept me pushing forward," you said, your voice laced with appreciation. his smile then met yours, and he leaned in to seal your shared moment with another kiss.

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dominik_35: so proud of you amor❤️

y/n: ❤️❤️❤️

rhearipley_wwe: all rise!!

y/n: judgement day is ALWAYS on top!!💜⚖️

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y/n: thank you so much liv! I love you so much!!🤍

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samanthairvinwwe: by far my fav name to call out tonight! congrats girl! you deserve it!! 👏💗

y/n: shhhh🤫 don’t let them know you have favorites😏

wwelover: was in sm shock watching! congratulations!!

y/n.vsp: the edits I alr have lined up for this😝

wrestlingstan: I KNEW SHED CASH IN! OMG!

WWE: your new women’s champion!

y/n: thank you to all of you who gave me the opportunity❤️.

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