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madhatterbri · 20 days

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Trust Me | Bayley

Summary: Bayley X reader when Bayley turn face is trying to get the trust of reader but reader's not budging until it turns to a love confession

Requested by: @emperorrose3000

@plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps

The audience cheered when they saw you on the jumbotron. You were walking down one of the countless hallways of the arena. Your face remained stoic, yet you were a wreck on the inside. Your heart and mind were at war with each other on a decision that could make or break your wrestling career. There was only one woman to blame.

During the week, Bayley messaged you constantly. She was looking for allies to help her take down Damage Ctrl once and for all. The role model wouldn't let up despite her nessages being left on read. Tonight was her last chance to get you on her side.

The camera panned out to include Bayley in the shot. The audience popped as soon as they saw her. The WWE Universe always had a thing for her, whether she was a face or heel. Her recent fave turn made people eat her up more.

The two of you had a brief moment where your eyes locked. Her dark brown eyes were filled with sadness. She had been through a lot since Royal Rumble. The feelings you thought were dead for her starter to come back to life. You silently cursed yourself for being such a hopeless romantic.

"Hey," Bayley greeted and looked around nervously. Her head was constantly on a swivel now. No one was on her side after all the damage she had done to the women's division. "Have you been getting my messages?"

"Yeah, reading and deleting them, why?" You asked, pretending to be unbothered. Deep down, you wanted to be involved in this fight. You wanted to go to war against Damage Ctrl after what they did to your friends. Your involvement could help you be close to Bayley again.

"Have you thought about it?" She asked and rubbed her hands on her legs nervously. Very rarely did you ever see her on edge like this. You almost folded at the sight of her. Now was the perfect time to deflect.

"Have I thought about helping the mean girl in the locker room that built this bully group and instructed them to terrorize my friends?" You asked with a fake laugh. "You deserve this, Bayley. All of it,"

Bayley licked her lips and looked down. She nodded and sighed before looking at you again. "I deserved that. I'm sorry for what I did to your friends. I know asking you to trust me sounds ridiculous, but I would never hurt you,"

"I'll think about it," you dismissed her.

"That's all I ask,"

She left you alone after that. You knew you were a marked woman now. Damage Ctrl wouldn't want any more enemies. You thought about her words. Your mind was screaming at you to let her go, but your heart wanted to help her. In the end, you listened to your heart. You knew where to find her.

Bayley looked up the moment you walked in the locker room. She had been mindlessly scrolling on her phone and didn't want to get sneak attacked. The veteran didn't trust anyone now. The cameras were all gone, and it was just the two of you. She had so much to say, but she wanted you to speak first.

You smiled briefly at her and sat down next to her. The room was thick with tension. Bayley stared at the ground before muttering to herself and looking at you. You looked in her eyes. They now showed a tiny bit of hope and something else you couldn't put your finger on.

"I've thought about it," you paused.

"And?" She asked quickly.

"I have some questions,"

"Ask away. If it gets you to side with me, I'll answer anything," she confided in you. You turned to face her, and she did the same.

"Why didn't you or anyone in Damage Ctrl ever attack me?" You asked. The ex Damage Ctrl member was taken back by your question. This was the last thing she thought would be brought up.

"I told them to never lay a hand on you," she answered honestly. Curiosity got the better of you. There was no reason you couldn't be seen as a threat. You had some great matches with some of the best in the business.

"Why? Is it because I'm not strong enough? You didn't see me as a threat?" You asked hurt.

"That's not it at all," she defended and raised her hands up.

"Then why?" You demanded.

"I like you, all right," she answered and stood up from the bench. Bayley paced and ran her fingers through her hair. This wasn't how things were supposed to go. Who confesses their feelings in a smelly locker room?

"Elaborate,"

"Here?"

"You want an ally?"

"I couldn't live with myself if they injured you, Y/N," she confessed. "I don't know how or when, but I fell so hard for you. I know you don't trust me, but please try to trust me when I tell you all this,"

You blushed, happy that you went with your heart. "I trust you, Bayley, and I felt the same way for a while now,"

Bayley seemed relieved and sat down next to you. She placed the top of her hand on your thigh. You smiled and laced your fingers in hers.

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ambreignsfan4life · 10 days

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Your Month, Your Mania Winner

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ur-local-anxious-fiend · 3 months

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this image brings tears to my eyes. happy and sad.

#wwe #wwe liveblog #wwe lb #wwe bayley #iyo sky

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xxamorxexmortexx · 12 days

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BAYLEY DID IT!!!

Whole crowd on their feet! Samantha emotional! Michael Cole showing respect! It's beautiful 😭

#wwe #tawny's watchin wrestlemania #wwe bayley

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newcaptainofsquad9 · 1 year

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The Lady’s Man~Becky Lynch x fem! reader

Pairing: Becky Lynch x reader

Genre: Romance, fluff

Summary: After spending close time with Becky during your time as tag team duos, she starts to dress differently, something not only the fans pick up on but you along with Becky’s competition for the Smackdown Women’s championship too.

Writer’s Note: First and foremost, I’m sorry about not updating a certain fic yet (The Astrid, Crazy Rich Asians one. I’m still working on it!) or just writing a lot on here in general. Depression has its hooks sunk deep and work has been draining me more than usual but here I am. One of the things that has helped me lots is wrestling, haven’t watched it since I was a young teen and wow, it’s like interacting with an old friend again. One thing that I’ve also noticed is how much the women on the roster are hot and why I liked them so much. The gay awakening was real. Anyway, hope you enjoy my first wrestling fic!

Word Count: 1, 978

You were classy. If you were to partake in feuds or clap-backs, you kept it high-brow and let your skills in the ring do most of the talking. That was part of your character: Lady Y/N, here to bring back beauty and class to the WWE, an exhausting effort to get through with your in ring abilities instead of full on trash talking. That being said, you did have your moments where you popped off on the mic, especially when Damage Ctrl was involved.

You came face to face with Bayley, Dakota Kai and Iyo Sky tonight; the people of the crowd roaring and chanting, “My Lady” once your music hit and you came strutting toward the ring.

“Aw, here she comes!” Bayley yelled. She pointed off around the crowd and continued to mouth off“Shut up! We’re the top ladies here you heathens.”

“Bayley, all this crying isn’t gonna get you anywhere,” you said. You entered the ring, smiling at the audience, waved and aimed a few kisses at the people, swooning them in the process. “Didn’t Becky and I beat Iyo and Dakota last week and didn’t you lose your championship to Charlotte at the Rumble last week?”

Bayley nodded eagerly, smile plastered on her face.

“Yeah! Lady yeah! I did y/n! But who’s been a champion at all? Me! Not you! Some lady you are!” Bayley exclaimed while laughing and nodding to her Damage Ctrl sidekicks. “Maybe, if you’re nice to us tonight, I can bring you in the spotlight on my Ding Dong Hello show next week. Well, just you and not your man.”

You cocked up an eyebrow at the mention of “your man”, right when the WWE universe all “oooooed” all at once. It was some sort of joke you weren’t in on, yet you caught yourself with a sly grin and went back in on Bayley.

“My man? You making up delusions now, huh, Ms. Role-model?” you said.

Bayley scoffed then let out a snort while turning to Dakota and Iyo. The crowd seemed to react as well, chanting “The Man” over and over.

Oh. Becky, that was who Bayley was referring to. She called herself the man, didn’t mean she was your “man.” Right? And Bayley is totally wrong, the WWE Universe did have their bright moments but they didn’t dictate who did or didn’t belong to you. Especially Becky Lynch. She was your friend and tag team partner. Period. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Please, you might be able to fool these idiots!” Bayley yelled. She gestured to the audience before continuing. “But you can’t fool me and the heart eyes she gives you! Have you even seen her new merch?”

Now you knew Bayley made up insults and material on the fly but you really had no idea what she was talking about. Before you could wrap your head around it or throw your own comment back at her, Becky’s music hit, sending the arena along with Damage Ctrl into a frenzy.

“Aww, now look who you’ve spawned!” Bayley groaned. “How dare you idiots speak of The Man!”

The combination of the loud music, the crowd and Bayley’s irritating yells swirled into a cacophony of noise that left you frozen while you watched your fiery headed partner (tag of course) rush out, all smiles and cockiness under her black shades. It’s like what Bayley alluded too, her outfit and merch was different: instead of wearing her flashy, “Bex” shirt underneath her leather jacket, Becky sported a new shirt with blocky letters reading “The Lady’s Man.”

Your heart skipped a bit at the display; being around Becky was already complex, she just made it twenty times harder. She trotted down to you on your frozen spot in front of the ring, eyes obscured by her shades until she lifted them.

“You called?” Becky asked. She aimed her words at Bayley and the entire WWE Universe, but it felt as if she was just talking to you.

Becky stepped closer toward you, rearranged your hair a little before placing the shades on your head.

“This Ok?” she asked. “Don’t want to mess up your hair, but I just couldn’t resist.”

Her Irish accent always had an effect on you but how low it was when she whispered, with her gesture of the shades left you flabbergasted longer.

“Hey! Flirt on your own time!” Bayley said. She pointed at Becky, who chuckled. “This is between me and your Lady!”

“Woah, woah, woah! You know Y/N and I are a team, like you and your Ctrl clique,” Becky explained. She brought an arm around your shoulder, patting the spot in an attempt to bring you back from your stump. “The Man always defends her lady. Dare I say, she’s got a better chance at Charlotte for the Smackdown women’s championship than you!”

Becky’s words got your chest to flare; you nodded along however, smiling a bit too big as words of your own bubbled up from your throat.

“The Man’s got a valid point though, what do you say, Role-model?” you said.

Bayley guffawed.

“Sure! Yeah right, like she would--” Bayley said. She was cut off by the crowd chanting your name over and over, angering her yet again. “Shut up! You idiots don’t know anything! Y/N can’t even compete with Dakota or Iyo, let alone me!”

Becky cocked her head back, as if her fellow horsewoman’s words struck her face on. She turned toward you, mouthing a “can you believe this?” You just rolled your eyes and shook your head.

“Bayley, keep spouting this nonsense and maybe I’ll have to kick your ass again,” Becky said. She brought you closer, close enough to hook her arm around your waist. “Or! We could take care of Kai and Iyo and they can defend those tag titles for once! Jeez! Those things have been collecting dust!”

You found yourself smiling more as the heat built up your chest. Becky and you only teamed up due to being a great match against Fire and Desire, along with other amazing women in the division but to suggest you both challenge Damage Ctrl? It was a commitment to what you two could do together, although, it wasn’t as grand as Becky proclaiming herself “your man”, was it the direction Triple H wanted or was it something more?

“No way!” Bayley growled. “I mean, they’re the greatest bunch of the womens division they don’t need to prove a thing!”

Iyo Sky and Dakota nodded, a little too swiftly with conflicting emotions pouring through; you picked up on them immediately.

“You sure Bayley? They seem scared. Let’s ask them, folks! Iyo? Dakota? Are you afraid to take on Becks and I? Maybe to even put the titles on the line too?”

The WWE Universe erupted in another fit of chants: you made it out to be them calling Damage Ctrl cowards over and over again. Becky chuckled and pulled you close while Iyo and Dakota went over what was going on with Bayley off mic. It looked as if Iyo and Dakota were trying to talk their leader out of it, you felt quite terrible for them and how the crowd began to drown them out with the noise.

“All right! Quiet you idiots!” Bayley shouted. She gestured for the WWE universe to calm down more, leaving mummers among the crowd and stands. “They’ll accept the challenge, next week!”

You didn’t expect them to accept so quick, believing them to think it over throughout the week or maybe go back and forth with Becky on Twitter(usually ending up with you mediating).

“Yes!” Becky cheered. “We got this, lass.”

You could only nod, lost in the feeling of opportunity: white noise of the crowd and a tingling feeling that warped down your chest toward your belly. A title shot for the first time in your career, with Becky. Becky freaking Lynch.

The thought kept up its constant ringing in your head, even after you escaped the effervescent noise the WWE universe were known to cause. You managed to reach your personal locker room before a hand grabbed your wrist--the action forced you to tense up, thinking it was Bayley or Damage Ctrl.

“Whoa, lass, you all right?” Becky said. Concern clean on her face. “Is it OK if we talk?”

You nodded. Becky shut the door behind you, then proceeded to pace the space, back and forth like a blur of orange flame that flicked from one end of a candle to the next.

“It wasn’t your idea, was it?” you said, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

Becky froze, attention immediately on you.

“What?”

You let out a humorless laugh and motioned to her new T-shirt.

“The Lady’s Man? It was just a new way of introducing our tag team? Making it official, yeah? Or is it a new storyline that I’m not caught up with yet?” you asked. You pressed your fingers together and fidgeting them while continuing. “I-I just want to understand what all that was.”

“Lass--”

“Rebecca, please be honest with me,” you said. The emotion in your voice was sharp and firm.

Becky rushed over to you, taking your face in your hands.

“Breathe, y/n, I’ll explain, let me just sit you down, OK?” she said.

She led you to the folded chair you had set up by your cubby, helping you sit prior to her kneeling in front of you.

“It was my idea, and yeah Triple H and the people wanted to market it, thought it’d be a great thing to lead up to something amazing to do with the Tag titles,” Becky explained. She took your hand as she spoke, rubbing the knuckles and the underside of a few veins. “But under all of the bravado and what The Man means to me, there’s some truth to it. I really want to try and be your lady too. I-I like you, Y/N, I really do.”

The way Becky looked up at you almost made the emotions break from you, tears flooded your eyes, some spilling over to your dismay.

“Y/N, no, hun, don’t cry I--”

You cut Becky off with a kiss, meeting her halfway as your arms wrapped around her neck. Becky returned the kiss instantly, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you flush against her. A mini makeout session just about occurred. You pulled back (a little self conscious that you both were still in the arena aka work) but Becky lifted your chin up tenderly, planting a short yet passionate kiss to your lips once again.

“I love that desire, lass,” Becky whispered. “Does this mean we’re to be more than tag team champions in the future?”

You nodded. “That and we’ll have a lot more moments outside of Wrestlemania.”

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glowbanks · 1 month

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#wwe bayley #bayley wwe #bayley #edits #wwe #digitals #instagram stories #friday night smackdown #smackdown

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kallishida · 5 months

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You all know where this storyline is going. Poor Bianca, though it's time to form more members girl.

I can't stop laughing at Bayley's reaction. Now she has to deal with Kairi and Asuka.

Asuka Kairi and Iyo finally reunited🩷

#wwe #damage ctrl #wwe asuka #kairi sane #iyo sky #wwe bayley #dakota kai #bianca belair #charlotte flair #wwe smackdown

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heelrollins · 8 months

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#dakota kai #iyo sky #wwe bayley #bayley #damage ctrl #wwe #wwe smackdown #wrestling #wweedit #20230818

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jazzyjj · 11 days

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Feeling a little 😒 about the discourse I saw in reposts and whatnot of the 3 Hispanic champions post. Hispanic refers to people, cultures or countries in relation to Spain or the Spanish language. So yes, Bayley and Cody despite looking yt, are ethnically Mexican and Cuban. The fact that their Hispanic parent decided to have a child with a non-Hispanic white person doesn't change that even tho I thought Bayleys parents were both Mexican 🤔. Regardless, the Hispanic representation still stands. Idk why this is so hard for people to understand.

Why are y'all frothing at the mouth to take away people's ethnic identity because they don't have the "proper" features and skin tone.

And it really made me mad with Cody because Cody has claimed his Cuban heritage before but the internet decided to go crazy and get mad about it instead of embracing it because he wasn't Cuban enough for them. And now it has made him shy/scared to claim it moving forward. Do you know how fucked that is? UGH

One half of you does not erase the other. People shouldn't have to prove themselves or feel like they don't belong when it's their own culture ffs.

Here's where Cody discussed his Cuban heritage if you want specifics on him talking about this: x

Original post I reference at the beginning: x

#I aint even a Cody stan like that but this is ridiculous #Im not Hispanic so I understand that this isnt my business but I just couldn't stay silent.#and this applies to the mixed race people of my own ethnicity #can yall stop trying to stick it to the white devil for five seconds and just let people be secure in their ethnicity #cody rhodes #bayley #wwe bayley #damien priest #wwe #wrestlemania #wrestling

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womenwwe · 6 days

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Superstars walk the red carpet at the 2024 WWE Hall of Fame: Photos

WWE Hall of Famers Paul Heyman, Bull Nakano, Thunderbolt Patterson, Mike Rotunda and Barry Windham, as well as Superstars such as Drew McIntyre, The New Day, Randy Orton, Charlotte Flair and CM Punk walk the red carpet at the 2024 WWE Hall of Fame ceremony.

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madhatterbri · 5 months

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Thanksgiving Revelation | Bayley

Summary: You reveal on Thanksgiving that you two are married.

"Don't be nervous about meeting my family. They are going to love you," you repeated for the hundredth time. You locked your fingers in hers. Your thumb rubbed her hand softly. She stared at the road nervously. Her usual cool and calm demeanor now stricken with panic.

"I took away their only chance for them to see their daughter walk down the alter," she deadpanned. Although rather grim look your heart swelled. Only chance. You sometimes wondered if she was serious and this eased your worries.

"It was both of our decision. I just wanted to see you and not deal with the stress of planning and making sure people don't hate each other," you assured her. Her hand brought up to your lips as you kissed her. She nodded slowly and parked in front of the house. "Let's do this,"

Your family welcomed Bayley with open arms. She was charming and made sure to make them laugh. Your dad liked her for being an avid 49ers fan. They talked a good bit about football while watching it on the TV.

Time came for dinner to be served. You made a special plate for Bayley. You spent the night before making some of her favorite. While talking with your mom you didn't notice that your dad took the plate for her off the counter.

Once you turned to grab her plate you noticed it was gone. You grabbed your plate and rushed out to the dining room. You saw your dad place the plate down before him at the head of the table.

He talked to your cousin while unrolling the silverware from his napkin. His laughter filled the room enjoying the time with his family.

"Wait, dad, that plate is for my wife!" You announced. Your family turned to you and then to Bayley. Her cheeks blushed as she waved nervously at the crowd. She would have rather been in the most rowdy arena than here.

The silence in the room was deafening. Your father and mother looked at each other as if begging the other to speak first. Your mother smiled at the two of you.

"Well, I guess we can be thankful to have another daughter in the family,"

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