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sulfurz · 9 months

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ೃ༄ MEANT TO BE YOURS (sheamus x fem!reader)

ೃ༄ PAIRING: sheamus x fem!reader

ೃ༄ REQUESTED BY: @lambofjudgement

now that I've finished screaming about how much I love your writing I have a request (to fill out your masterlist a little bit) for sheamus jealousy fluff? where the f!reader's been teaming with the brawling brutes for a while and when they're feuding with Imperium the Imperium tries to convince her she's too good for them? Maybe before they're together, where he's trying to convince her to stay by being extra nice and thoughtful or overprotectiveness of "his girl" that he lets slip accidentally? whichever route you take will be awesome I'm sure of it! <3

ೃ༄ WARNINGS: um idk like?!?! possessiveness ig??? sheamus is just hot n y/n fancies him

ೃ༄ WORD COUNT: 2.6k😳

ೃ༄ NOTE: UMMMM can u tell i got carried away……. i love sheamus sm i met him once and he is genuinely the sweetest guy in the world so a stephen request ????? i am in heaven pls enjoy

in theory, the moment you saw the camera you should have known something was coming.

it was one of those peaceful saturday nights on raw, a rare evening where you didn’t have a match to be a part of in any shape or form. you were simply enjoying the energy backstage as you could hear the crowd thrumming beyond the walls, watching matches that didn’t involve you on the monitor. management had requested you come along for some segments, so you were somewhat on guard, but the most you expected was an interview with renee.

you did not expect for the imperium to trudge towards you, trailed by a camera man as they came over with their proposition.

“are you ready to be on the losing side again?” gunther asked, trailed by his lackeys sad they stopped before you, circling like hyenas on the prowl.

you could only cross your arms in defence. “what makes you so sure we’ll lose?”

ludwig laughed from his leader’s left side, an air of certainess to his posture. “oh come on, y/n. you know as much as we do. you’re too good for those brutes, pardon the pun.”

the brutes in question being the stable you had taken on under your management. the brawling brutes were a separate endeavour to your solo career, but it was no secret the group had thrived under your care. if you had been coerced into joining in the first place by a particularly charming irish man, no one would have to know, either. it just so happened your management were looking for another way to push you, and acting as manager for such a powerful stable seemed like a dream when that opportunity fell in your lap.

but of course, once you proved to yourself and the rest of the wwe universe that you knew how to handle yourself both inside and outside of the ring, it wasn’t long before others tried to hunt you down. the brawling brutes were gaining power quicker than a steamroller, and of course people would give anything to stop them in their tracks.

“and what’s in it for me? if i betray them?” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, playing up to the camera, but asking more for your own gain than anything.

“unprecedented power, y/n. sweet, sweet power.” gunther added, motioning for the rest of his stable to follow as he began to walk away. “think about it, you’ll make the right decision.”

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you gave a knock to the men’s dressing room door, a telltale shout of ‘decent’ giving away exactly who was in there — his accent certainly stood out amongst most.

pushing open the door, you were met by one single figure hanging back, but the man you needed to see. sheamus was standing there as decent as decent could be for a wwe superstar. it made you blush slightly, but you couldn’t quite understand why. you were used to going arm in arm with the man weekly when he was in nothing more than tight underwear and body oil — yet seeing him standing, clad in nothing but sweats, felt more intimate than before.

“heya, sweetheart.” he mused, charming as ever even when his in ring persona was lessened by the absence of cameras. “missed me that much?”

you rolled your eyes fondly, giving a light shove to his shoulder as you passed to take your place on a bench nearby. “don’t flatter yourself.”

sheamus grinned, a secondary emotion that you couldn’t place flashing past his eyes momentarily. he would never relent, and whilst you always had a rebuttal on the tip of your tongue, you wouldn’t deny how you were consistently forced to turn away, mainly so the man couldn’t see the reddening of your cheeks.

as the leader of the brawling brutes, it was sheamus who you came into contact with the most, and the two of you had built an interesting dynamic over the past few months. he had never hidden his affections for you in the ring, always jumping at an opportunity to be by your side, but you had foolishly put this down to his character, and never thought much of it. he was a naturally charming man, wildly different from everyone else in the roster, and it would have been easy to fall for someone like that. so, aware he was simply just being a character, you shut yourself down to every attempt to place that charm on you, not allowing the possibility for heartbreak.

“i had an interesting conversation today.” you commented quietly, crossing one leg over the other as you watched sheamus ruffle his wet hair from the shower with a towel (bright pink, and strangely familiar? was that a little decal of a flower? where did he get your towel from????). “let’s just say the last thing i was expecting today was to be accosted by imperium.”

sheamus stopped his drying motions immediately, hands coming back down to his side. “imperium? what the hell are they doing? trying to intimidate you?”

you hummed, considering how to approach this. “quite the opposite. in fact, they’ve got it into their minds that i’d be better off by their side, instead of yours.”

then, sheamus barked out a laugh and returned to his prior movements, seemingly unconcerned by the initial offer from your opponents. “well, can’t fault them for trying. as if they’re worthy of you.”

you stayed silent, watching as your friend and in ring partner raided his gym bag in search of a shirt.

“i mean. they’re not wrong when they suggest my style fits theirs slightly better. when i’m on my own i think anyone would have put me with them over you guys.”

silence met you, and when you glanced at sheamus, he wasn’t even looking in your direction. too focused on untangling his shirt straps. for a moment you thought, if that was how much he cared, then you might just take imperium up on their offer—

“you really think that?” sheamus asked darkly, not sparing a glance to his side.

shrugging, you added “i mean, we don’t know for certain but, what have you exactly got to offer me in terms of furthering my career?”

sheamus barked a laugh, but it was void of any humour. “i could list a million reasons why you suit us, sweetheart. how many do you want?”

you raised an eyebrow, his tone rattling straight through you. he was intimidating when he wanted to be, and it was clear that on stage persona was blurring with the man behind the camera for just a second.

“stephen.” you offered as warning, rarely choosing to use superstars’ real names unless the moment required it.

he spun quickly, taking one look at you before any of that hardness slipped away from his features and he was back to looking at you with a level of respect and awe.

“you’ve seen what we can do with you by our sides, y/n. you’re a warrior in and out of the ring. imperium don’t want to further your career, they want to use you for their own benefit.” he took a moment to pull the shirt over his head, before making his way to sit beside you. there was a couple of feet between your positions, but somehow the distance felt even greater.

you hummed, contemplating for just a second. “and? isn’t that what you’re doing? using me for your own benefit?”

when sheamus spoke again, there wasn’t the harshness in his tone like there was before, replaced by the sound of honey dripping off of every word. “we’ve never used you. sure, there’s no denying we’re better with you by our side, but you did all that. imperium want to use you as a pretty show piece, but to us you’re our lifeline.”

you smiled everso slightly, more having to fight the upturn of your lips than anything. “sure you don’t just like a hot woman on your arm every night?”

your stable mate grinned, playfulness returning to the air as he buttered you up. “sure, that’s a bonus, sweetheart. but you’re so much more than that.”

if your heart fluttered slightly at the tone he used, deep and rooted with genuineness, you wouldn’t tell anyone. that was a secret for you to keep.

“you’re a fool if you think we only want you to make us look good.” sheamus began again, shameless as he reached across the space between your bodies, brushing a stray strand of your hair away from your face and behind your ear. another flutter of your heart, this time more like a whisper of wind. “imperium want you to be their arm candy, we want you to be our soul. half the stuff we do wouldn’t be possible without you. you’re one of the strongest women in the roster right now, and that’s not just opinion but a fact, and it’s an honour getting to prove that. you can hold your own, hey, you can be even better, amongst the men, and i think that says everything.”

“you think that highly of me?” you asked, half jokingly, half from a place of needing reassurance. it was easy to doubt yourself amongst so many powerful opponents. “you’re already fighting pretty hard to get me to stay and i barely said anything.”

“you said enough for me to know i don’t want them getting their hands on you.” sheamus muttered, and suddenly the gap between the two of you seemed much smaller than before. “i won’t let them take my girl away that easily.”

your eyes widened at the same time his own demeanour cracked, both noticing the slip of tongue at the same time. again, you were used to the flirting the irish man undertook in the ring, and half of the time outside of it, but any semblance that those layers ran deeper than just kayfabe and your head was in a spin.

another knock at the door brought you out of the moment, a staff member poking his head in to let the two of you know they were closing up soon.

so with a few last goodbyes, you parted ways, this time with a new feeling of confusion in your chest. it was no longer the question of whether the brawling brutes wanted you more than the imperium, but now whether sheamus wanted you more than you wanted to leave.

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after the segments on the show the week prior, it was no shock when the brawling brutes had one of their promos cut by the imperium themselves. you had expected it really, but it didn’t make the image of the four men wandering down the ramp towards the ring any less intimidating.

you stood just by the curtain of the ring, watching in concern as predator stalked their prey. you could see imperiums eyes on you, and you knew sheamus had noticed too, for he seemed to step in between their view of you protectively.

“well if it isn’t our favourite manager and her lackeys.” gunter began, practically toe to toe with sheamus as they stood leader against leader. “have you given any thought to our little conversation last week, y/n?”

before you could even react, sheamus was speaking on your behalf. “she doesn’t want to run around with little boys, she wants to stick with the men.”

gunther only chuckled into the mic, not quick enough to give his own response before giovanni was adding in himself, “if she wants men, she’s with the wrong team.”

“i wonder, if we asked her now, who’d she’s choose?” gunther challenged, the crowd hollering for you to join the conversation.

“stop fooling yourself, gunther, it’s getting embarrassing—“

sheamus was cut off by gunther once more “why don’t we let the little lady speak for herself?”

if the imperium wanted brownie points, they certainly weren’t getting them speaking about you like that. sheamus seemed to think the same, if the way his fists clenched had anything to do with it. he didn’t seem happy about it, but turned to offer you a hand to climb in the ring nonetheless.

you took his offer of help, jumping inside and trying to ignore how you were sure he was squeezing your hand just a little harder than usual. he seemed reluctant to even let go, but dropped the contact only when butch offered you his own mic to join the chorus.

the outcome of this promo was up to you, your manager had made sure that you knew that fact. he was prepared to damage control whichever side you chose, but how was the moment, and you were more unsure than ever. one look at imperium had you wanting to change allegiance. for all the talk about their true intentions, you knew one thing for certain, and that was imperiums power. they were a force to be reckoned with, and having gunther as an ally? that could do wonders for your career both in the stable and in your own solo endeavours.

yet, as you glanced to your side, seeing how sheamus watched you with uncertainty, the decision began to unblur.

he hadn’t spoken to you since the little dialogue mishap in the locker room. you had, at first, thought maybe he was disgusted by his own words, wishing he could take them back out of sheer unhappiness — but when you looked at him now, you could see past sheamus, and just see stephen, and you realised everything he had said was true.

“sheamus over here seems to have gotten it into his head that your allegiance to him is stronger than your want for success.” gunther’s menacing tone brought you out of your realisation, and you turned back to see how the man towered over you. “but you and i know better, don’t we, y/n? you’re a strong woman, you’ll make the right decision.”

a deep breath. “you’re right gunther.” a gasp echoed throughout the crowd as you seemingly made your decision to turn sides. the man in question watched you with a sly smirk, thinking his plan had worked. “my want for success is stronger than anything. so, i have to choose the side i know will get me there.”

you could practically feel the panicked looks of the brawling brutes, and when you turned to hand butch his microphone back, the expressions of betrayal were just as expected — especially from one particular redhead.

taking a step back, you made to stand with the imperium, facing your other stable-mates as the crowd shouted all sorts of nonsense directed at you, surely horrified by your abandonment. you waited a second, revelling in the reaction and allowing the imperium to glow in what they thought was a victory, before in one swift motion, you landed a back elbow straight into gunther’s stomach.

the crowd cheered again, and you wasted no time in stepping back across the ring to sheamus’ side, the grin creeping across the man’s face larger than you had ever seen before.

as you joined back by his side, he didn’t bother removing the microphone from his lips as he solidified his comment from the week prior. “that’s my girl.”

for once, you didn’t think about consequences, not caring that this wasn’t part of the plan or even prior discussed by the two of you — you knew he wanted it as badly as you by now. so, in one swift motion, coupled with a whisper of ‘your girl’, you grabbed sheamus by the back of the neck and pulled him down to crash your lips together.

if the shout from the rest of the brawling brutes was loud in your ear, the screams of the audience were practically deafening, but you barely focused on the reaction as sheamus dropped the microphone he held to the floor in favour of grabbing ahold of your waist.

#✍🏻 requests : lamb of judgement #wwe imagines #sheamus imagine #sheamus wwe #stephen farrelly #sheamus wwe imagine #wwe x reader #sheamus x reader #the imperium #the brawling brutes #gunther #butch #sheamus scenario #wwe scenario #wwe #wwe headcanon

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yourfavoritespookly · 3 months

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Sheamus and Gunther staring each other down while their rabid children beat the shit out of each other

#wwe #imperium #the brawling brutes #sheamus #gunther #ludwig kaiser #giovanni vinci #pete dunne #butch wwe #ridge holland #spookly's thoughts #spookly shut up

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braywashed · 6 months

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Compliments of the gentleman at the end of the bar.

#pretty deadly #the brawling brutes #wwe #smackdown #ridge holland #butch #pete dunne #elton prince #kit wilson #too many limes... too many limes...

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sikoazayn · 7 months

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everyone going to smackdown next week is being FEDDDD

#wwe #friday night smackdown #wwe smackdown #roman reigns #triple h #the brawling brutes #brawling brutes #pretty deadly

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rawsmackdownnxtdivas · 7 months

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Austin Theory and Grayson Waller vs Butch and Ridge Holland:Friday Night Smackdown 9/22/23

#jessika carr #austin theory #grayson waller #butch #ridge holland #the brawling brutes #wwe #friday night smackdown

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south-of-heaven · 8 months

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can i request sheamus x fem!mcmahon!reader where reader is the youngest mcmahon and sheamus thinks shes way too good for him but she has a huge crush on him and thinks his accent is the cutest?

The McMahon lass || Sheamus x Reader

Summary: You and Sheamus have a talk backstage.

A/N: This actually came out so cute why am I kinda surprised. Sheamus is a humble king.

Walking through the vibrant backstage area of WWE, the energy of the arena buzzes around you. Being the youngest daughter of Vince McMahon, you're no stranger to this world of spectacle and athleticism. You exchange greetings with familiar faces and colleagues, your heart racing with excitement as you gear up for another thrilling event.

As you make your way down the bustling corridor, you notice Sheamus engaged in a conversation with a few fellow superstars. His fiery red hair and confident demeanor catch your eye immediately. He exudes a raw charisma that's both intriguing and magnetic. You've watched his matches and admired his presence in the ring, but you've never had a chance to really interact with him on a personal level.

Trying not to be too obvious, you sneak a glance in his direction, and your eyes meet for a brief moment. He flashes a friendly smile in your direction, and your heart skips a beat. You offer a shy smile in return before turning your attention back to the path ahead.

Just as you're about to continue on your way, you hear Sheamus's distinct Irish accent ring out. "Oi, lads! Have any of ye seen the McMahon lass walkin' around?"

Curiosity piqued, you stop in your tracks and turn toward him. "Oh, I'm right here."

Sheamus grins, a mixture of surprise and amusement evident in his eyes. "Well, speak of the devil! How's it goin', lass?"

You chuckle, feeling a wave of warmth spread through you at his attention. "It's going great, thanks. Ready for another night of action?"

He nods, his smile genuine and inviting. "Always ready for a bit of a brawl, aren't we?"

As the conversation flows, you find yourself drawn to Sheamus's easy charm and his ability to put you at ease. There's a genuine quality about him that shines through, and you're captivated by the sincerity in his words.

"Y'know," he begins, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "I've always thought you McMahons are like wrestling royalty. And me? I'm just a lad from Ireland who loves a good fight."

You lean against a nearby wall, a smile tugging at your lips. "Don't sell yourself short, Sheamus. Your passion and dedication are pretty darn admirable."

He scratches his chin, a sheepish grin on his face. "Ah, come on now. You're way outta my league, lass."

Your heart skips a beat at his words, and you find yourself blushing slightly. "Well, you know what they say about appearances, right?"

He arches an eyebrow, his blue eyes twinkling with curiosity. "What do they say?"

You muster up the courage to meet his gaze head-on. "They can be deceiving. And sometimes, it's what's beneath the surface that really matters."

Sheamus's expression softens, and he smiles at you in a way that makes your heart race. "Y'know, I've always liked your way with words."

Just as the conversation takes a comfortable pause, the sounds of the upcoming matches fill the corridor. It's a clear signal that it's time to gear up for the show. You share a knowing smile, a newfound connection forming between you.

As you part ways to prepare for your respective matches, your thoughts are filled with Sheamus's charming smile and that unmistakable Irish accent. Maybe he thinks you're out of his league, but little does he know that you've been harboring a secret crush on him. And who knows what the future holds? Perhaps your paths will cross again in a way that changes everything.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #wwe #sheamus #sheamus x reader #sheamus wwe #the brawling brutes #the celtic warrior

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r-truth · 9 months

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Behind the scenes of SummerSlam 2023

#wweedit #the brawling brutes #pete dunne #sheamus #ridge holland #summerslam 2023 #wwe #**

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chaoticizz · 11 months

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personally i think sheamus should give someone however many beats amounts to their age. just to make it fun

#wwe #friday night smackdown #sheamus #the brawling brutes

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msbigredmachine · 1 year

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Watched Survivor Series: Wargames. My highlights:

1. The women’s match was chaotic in a good way. Waited for a Dakota Kai-esque betrayal at the entranceway but didn’t get it sadly.

2. LOL at Asuka’s mist finally neutralizing Rhea’s rampage.

3. Frenemies Becky and Bianca working together to get the W warmed my heart.

4. Sami near tears as he explained to Roman what being in the Bloodline means to him was some top tier acting. But the look on Roman’s face when he hugged Sami was 🥶 .

5. Shoutout to Damian Priest’s hair! The literal definition of bone-straight!

6. Always happy to see Dominik get his ass beat. That Thanksgiving beatdown he gave his Daddy made me mad lol

6. Finn and AJ beat the shit out of each other. Both guys are in their 40s and they still move the way they do. Very enjoyable.

7. Still don’t like Austin Theory but I’m taking him a little more seriously now.

8. Chocolate Daddy Lashley always looks like such a badass. 🍫

9. LOVED the double Hurt Lock on both Seth and Austin.

10. The Super Stomp from Seth! The finish was GREAT. Really good match IMO.

11. The entire Bloodline coming out together (in red, no less 🤤). I could feel the atmosphere change even through the screen.

12. I believe Roman is the first person to ever sit on a chair in the War Games cage lol.

13. Roman you ain’t slick, I know you sent Jey in first on purpose to get tortured before he could get any help! 👀 😡

14. Am I the only one that loves when Butch turns people’s fingers into pretzels? Sorry Jey.

15. TBH I initially thought the men’s match was going a little slow, but once Sami came in, I quickly understood that this match was all about the storytelling.

16. Fam, Solo Sikoa coming in second to last for the Bloodline made him look so important. He changed the match, the badass shooter making way for the final boss. And don’t forget the way he stared down the opps before the match even started. Straight flames!

17. Sami making the save for literally every Bloodline member 🥹🥺. Yet I was still on the edge of my seat because I was sure they would turn on him during the match

18. Jey superkicked that man in the face with zero remorse 😩🤦🏾‍♀️ And the crowd calling him an asshole afterwards was perfect!

19. Sami giving Kevin that low blow followed up with a Helluva kick was essentially Sami shooting Kevin in the head. Then sacrificing Kevin to Jey to finish him off. MY EMOTIONS!

20. You know you’ve been accepted when Roman hugs you with his hand on the back of your head, lol.

21. THE HUG FROM JEY 😳😳😳 I couldn’t believe my eyes!

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I don’t care what anyone else watches. The Bloodline storyline is THE BEST story being told in wrestling today. Rikishi’s boys are exceptional professional wrestlers.

My MVP - Sami Zayn, hands down. Stole the entire show. Stole this storyline and pocketed it. He has been amazing since this started in May. Plus this was funny af:

Line of the night:

“Come fight me, you little bitch!” - Becky to Bayley, repeatedly 🥴😂

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