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pandorasfavorite · 30 days

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The Silent Love

AN: After 5,000 words I managed to write you guys something a little longer for fun.

The large beaming lights in the center of the ring felt so natural to you. From the young age of 6, the dream of being a wrestler was branded on your heart. And now that you are standing in the middle of the ring with spotlights on you and thousands of people cheering you on. Your dream actually felt completely real, that this is what you were destined to do with your life. No one could stop you from getting what you wanted out of life. Though you couldn’t deny the level of intensity your job brought….Every Friday thru Monday you get ready for work. Sometimes you weren't needed but the new storyline was hot and you just so happen got thrown in the middle of it. Rey Mysterio’s son turned heel and the whole WWE community was astonished at the change. Especially since Dominik was so loyal…and so dedicated to his father's work. As crazy as that was, it didn’t matter to you in the slightest. Dominik Mysterio and his father had nothing to do with you; none of that did.

You were brand new to WWE with no enemies, till Rhea Ripley changed the course of your career. After many matches (and wins), you seemed unstoppable; but you knew better than to let the success get to your head. What played to your advantage was your wrestling persona. You spoke no words, and when push came to shove you still stayed silent. The world has yet to know how you sound when you speak, and they would be waiting a long time. This silent streak was intimidating and many believed you could one day pose a match to Rhea Ripley (the current woman’s champion). You were astonished at the whispers. If anything you admired Rhea and how well she retained her title, yet she wasn’t as happy to be associated with you.

So you couldn’t help but be surprised at her intent to fight you next Friday just to show no one can top her. Partial fear coursed through you at the thought of fighting a champion only a few months into your career. Rhea was beyond adamant and a force to be reckoned with; she wasn’t a person you wanted problems with. Although she did do some things you opposed to. Thursday night was the worst, and Friday morning was no better. You felt terrified to put it simply. This match was going to be huge, Dominik Mysterio was still a fresh member in the Judgement Day meaning he was going to be glued to Rhea’s side. You had no one to back you up; just you, yourself, and the silence you accompanied.

Now you stood in the middle of the ring, trying to act confident; though you really wanted to curl up and hide. She came out of the threshold with Dominik right beside her, you should’ve been looking at her but you couldn't look away from the man beside her. He was obviously out of practice and was adorning a frown that didn’t really suit his face. He was just a step behind Rhea and she was already starting her speech on how no one could take her place. Yet your eyes followed him the whole time and that only pissed her off worse, “Look at me!” she yelled at you now that she was standing right in front of you in the ring. You pulled your gaze away from him but not without difficulty.

You looked at her and managed to hold eye contact. “Do you have something to say?”, she laughed and got in your face. You said nothing and let your eyes flicker behind her, back to Dominik who was watching with no expression. You felt paralyzed when you had been pushed back, Rhea had picked you up and tossed you onto the floor like a bag of flour. On the floor you squeeze your eyes shut and roll over to avoid her hits, you knew this would hurt; but not like this. You are picked up again and draped over the post of the ring to be pushed off of, your cold and clammy hands only make getting your grip on things worse. Your body smacks on the ring again and you swear your head is ringing from the chorus of cheers. You lay flat on your back only to open your eyes to see Rhea standing above you grinning like a maniac. She kicks your side and you fold into yourself with a hiss of pain. She turns around and starts hyping herself up and pointing towards her belt.

With all the strength in your body, you rose up with one hand around the center of your stomach. When Rhea turned around you backhanded her across the face with all the strength you could muster. A sour expression sunk onto her face and before you knew it she performed her finisher on you. You knew that the chances of winning were below 1%, but at least you got a hit in. She pinned you and you laid there waiting for it to be over, though as you lay on the ground you turned your head to meet Dominik’s eyes again. He swallowed hard and looked away, fixing his composure. Then that was it, they left and you went right after them. You wanted to be alone after such a humiliating match you didn’t even want to do in the first place. You wanted to sit with your thoughts that kept revolving around the guy that you hardly knew.

You turned the corner about to go into the dressing room when you crashed into something hard. You looked up with an apologetic expression only for it to drop instantly when you saw it was Dominik. He shifts awkwardly on his feet as if he is nervous to speak, though he apologizes to Rhea, “I’m sorry she shouldn’t have done that”. You had said nothing and only looked at him with wide eyes. This was the last thing you imagined would happen. You nodded at him and smiled slightly to show that you were grateful for his apology. You were still clutching your stomach, but the pain was ignored in his presence. Though Dominik noticed, he frowned and stared, “Can I walk you to the infirmary?”. He said in a concerned voice but it was also laced with guilt. Surely he didn’t think this was his fault? You wanted to deny the offer and just deal with the pain on your own. But the more attention that was drawn to the ache only made it more painful. You sigh and nod, letting him lead the way.

You both walked side by side with no more words exchanged. And when you made it to the room Dominik rubbed his neck nervously, “Well this is it”. You nodded and looked at him all the same. He clears his throat and looks away from your piercing gaze; yet for some reason, his heart pumps faster. He turns to walk away but before leaving you completely he waved goodbye. You had to do the same. From that point on Dominik had to fight the thoughts of you out of his brain. It was like those small interactions were consuming his mind and making it hard for him to function. He hasn’t even heard you speak yet you already managed to get a hold of him.

A week passed and your next match wasn’t until Monday. You were excited for more reasons than one. Firstly, you felt fully revived and ready to show off some of the new moves that you came up with. Secondly, Rhea hasn’t released any more statements and your fanbase has only grown since the match. And thirdly, everyone was going to be in for a surprise. You intended to be one of the most creepiest wrestlers out there.

Meaning your silence was going to be a magnet of fear if anything. Your eerily music rang through the stadium and all the lights completely shut off so you could roll out from under the ring and stand in the middle. The lights flickered and after a loud screech, they turned back on to show you in the middle. You were dressed in black attire with dark makeup that only emphasized the horror-type look. You heard whistles and cheers at the sight of you, honestly, it felt like floating in many ways.

You didn’t give a single fuck about who you matched today; you knew with confidence the win was yours. So when Baliey stepped out and rolled into the ring you looked at her with wide creepy eyes ( as the commenters put it). You let Baliey go on her stupid rant while you thought of the best way to shut her up. The match started with punches flying, if Baliey hit you she got a punch right back and so forth. You managed to get an upper hand by kicking her feet from under her. Bailey landed harshly on her back. You picked her up as high as you could and put her on your shoulders. She held onto the top of your head with absolute fear at the fall ahead of her. Just as you were about to drop her another loud blast of music startles you. You were still holding Baliey up when you saw two silhouettes walk out of the opening.

But you continuously reminded yourself to stay focused and ignore the new people. Their interruption was not close to worthy enough for a loss on your part. Instead of dripping Bailey, you summersault with her on your shoulders. She slams onto the ring and ends up behind her, holding her legs over her head to pin her. Bailey squirms and kicks out on two. You stand up and survey the area for Rhea, you knew it was her just by the music that blasted through the stadium. She was standing at the side of the ring with Dominik to the side of her. You wrinkled your nose in disgust at the pair together. All the respect you had for her was lost.

Then again you looked straight through Dominik, his eyes widened when Baliey came running up behind you. You hold back a smirk at his unintentional warning, and you spin around just in time to punch her across the jaw. She steps back holding the side of her face with a shocked expression. You walk up to her and grab her by the shoulders to bring her stomach down on your knee. She groans loudly and exhales a hard breath, you throw her to the side to lay her down on her back. You pin her and after 3 lengthy counts, the win was yours. Rhea claps slowly and sarcastically to bring your attention to her. You glare unkindly and roll your eyes when she picks up a microphone.

Again Dominik watches like a little puppy following their owner. You did what Rhea hated most, you ignored her and slid out of the ring to begin walking backstage. Only to come to an instant halt at Dominik’s hesitant voice. “It’s not what you think”, he says but it is drowned out by all the yells and boo’s thrown his way. Dominik looks side to side with annoyance. “Listen-”, he tries again but gets the same response to the same effect. He throws his hands up and just gives the mic back to Rhea, you are tempted to turn around and ignore her once again but Dominik’s pleading look roots you to the ground. She takes the mic but it seems as if it is hard for her to say what is necessary, “Join the Judgement Day” she finally rattles off. You scoff instantaneously.

The next few weeks are to the same effect. Rhea and Dominik interrupt your matches to convince you to join the group. They are hoping to wear down your resolve to the best of their ability. Eventually,,,, Damian and Finn also come out to pester you and in truth,,,, it is getting hard for you to hold your tongue. After another tiring day of constant interruption and nagging from the group, you manage to get away and inside of your dressing room. The moment you plop down onto the couch for a moment of rest, there is a knock on the door.

You groan as loud as possible so the person can hear how much they are inconveniencing you. You sat and hoped they would go away after the clear noise of annoyance. But another soft knock comes from the other side of the door. You take a steady breath and propel yourself off the couch to open the door. Yet you were surprised to see Dominik and Dominik alone on the other side of the door. He bites the inside of his cheek but leans on the doorframe as if he is not nervous. He motions inside, “Can I come in?”, you sigh and nod pushing the door open for him.

For some odd reason you felt drawn to him, and after weeks of looking at him and hearing him (or attempting to) plead for you to join, you kind of developed a small crush on him. Dominik walked in and lingered in the middle of the room, switching from foot to foot while he waited for you to close the door. You closed it shut and spun around to look at him, a small laugh fell from your lips at his awkward composure. Dominik’s heart instantly started to race and he recognized his chest getting warm at the sound.

You sit on the couch and pat the spot beside you. He blows out a nervous breath but takes a seat beside you anyway, he fiddles with his hands before rushing out what he came to ask you. “Have you thought about joining?”. You slightly shake your head but in all honesty that was all you thought about these past few weeks. You wouldn’t mind being closer to Dominik, and he would love that as well. But one thing kept you from making the decision. He rubs his face in mild disappointment, “Why not?” it almost sounded like a whine.

You pull your lips to the side, not wanting to share the true reason because Dominik surely wouldn’t appreciate it. You shrug and look at him in the most neutral way you could, though he knew. He always knew. “It’s Rhea right?”, he sighs and scratches his eyebrow. Your eyes fly open and you look panicked at being caught, you shake your head no in an attempt to deny it. Dominik clicks his tongue, “I know it is, Hermosa”. Did he just call you beautiful??? The name made your heart race faster than what is considered healthy.

You blush and drop your head to avoid his understanding eyes. Noticeably Dominik has changed since that first night you saw him, he has gotten more influence in his group. He is less nervous to be around you and more confident in himself. So maybe that's why he took your hands in his, you raised your head to look at him in confusion. “I’m sorry I didn’t stop her that night. But she will never hurt you or humiliate you like that again. I swear”, he says with serenity and positivity.

Dominik was convinced that Rhea would cause you no harm anymore. You close your eyes to process; you knew that if you looked at Dominik too long you’d have to say yes. Time and time again you told yourself no. No this wasn’t going to work out and no he wasn’t worth the trouble. Things change though. And Dominik holding your hands and consoling you was a change that helped you make up your mind. You open your eyes and give him a short and small nod. Dominik beams with dilated pupils at your acceptance. He lost control of his body which made him pull you directly into his arms.

He wraps his arms around you and both of you share a similar feeling of embarrassment. Dominik pulls back and he looks mortified at what he had done. He pops up off the couch and mutter something along the lines of “I have to go tell everyone” and then he slips out of the room casually. Yet you could hear him running down the hallway. The long day was eventful and you just signed part of your career away because you were beginning to love a man. “Fuck”, you finally say and bury your head into your hands.

The next time you seen Dominik was in the Judgment Day dressing room, conveniently enough your name was also written on the door. You walked in with your head held high and confidence spilling from your body. You had been prepared for the worst which was ridicule and rude behavior. Yet you heard laughter. It was Dominik and Damian while Finn and Rhea sat with smiles on their face at the exchange. Rhea’s expression hardened when she turned to look at you, you gave her the same hard look and crossed your arms defensively.

Dominik noticed the tension and stopped laughing at the exchange. He rushed over to you and held you by the arm. He coughs to bring the attention to himself, “15 minutes till guys” was all he said before Finn cheered. Finn pops up off the couch and walks over to Damian to smack him on the shoulder, “The Judgment Day rules, right Damian?”. Damian responds with a simple, “Yea” and puts an arm around his friend. Rhea stands up and walks over to you and Dominik, you are noticeably tense under Dominik’s hand.

Dominik felt the nervous energy radiating off of you. He’s not sure why he does it but he finds his arm slipping around you shoulders. The tension in your face goes away in relief at the feeling of protection from him. “Ready then?”, Rhea asks you while quirking her eyebrow. You nod a bit apprehensively. “Still not talking?”, she asks with a smirk. You raise your eyes playfully, trying to be nice. She gives you a small smile back and pats you on the shoulder. Dominik lights up at the pleasant reaction and he can hardly stand still with excitement. You smile to yourself, just maybe you could get used to this.

A month passes and things are only getting better, you still haven't spoken a word to anyone. But Judgement Day doesn’t seem to mind. They have found themselves accommodating to your silence, therefore they only ask questions that are yes and no. You appreciate their effort, but your silence was a choice of protection for yourself in a way. When you completely trusted someone you would speak to them, and the time came for that to happen.

But Dominik would be first to hear, he deserved that much. Monday night 20 minutes before his match you pulled him into a closet, away from listening ears. He looks down at you; his hands almost reach out to hold your arms in comfort. You are currently working up the courage to speak by looking into his eyes; they were always so deep with emotion. “Everything okay Hermosa?”, he asks; though his eyes drop down to your lips frequently.

“Yes”, you whisper but it sounded more like a croak from how long it has been. Dominik’s jaw went slack and his shoulders dropped in awe. He couldn’t believe his ears, so much so he rubbed one of them to make sure he was hearing right. “W-what?”, he wants you to speak again, so so badly it hurts. You bite your lips; holding back from laughing at his insane and surprised expression. “Dominik”, you say. He shakes a sharp intake of breath and steps back; only to step forward right back into his previous spot.

He points at your lips and he looks astonished, “You just talked- I mean really spoke”. He shakes his head in disbelief and runs a hand down his face. You nod; the corners of your mouth going up. You knew he would react strongly but this was just perfect. He looks crazed to keep hearing you, and his hands finally find the sides of your arms; “Well don’t stop now! Your voice is so- I don’t even know how to put this… angelic”. He is shaking in excitement, you laugh and touch his chest with one of your hands.

His heart was nearly beating out of his chest as well. “When we go back out you have to pretend like nothing was said”, you remind him because surely he wanted to tell all of his friends. He opens his mouth without speaking and exhales heavily. “You're talking”, he pushes out… he has never felt this way before. The emotions he was going through right now were crushing in the best way. He wanted to kiss you and listen to you talk for days/ maybe even months. He never wants to see you nod again, he just wants to hear the soft sound of your voice. He was so struck, and so happy he had to pull you into his chest and wrap his arms around you in a hug.

You hide your blush and smile into his chest, you suppose you could give him time to calm down and process. After a few more minutes he lets go and asks for you, “Ready?”. “Are you?”, you giggle and push him a bit. He stares for a moment, “You're killing me” he puts his forehead on your shoulder. You touch his hair and you tap his head, motioning with your head towards the door. “Okay I’m ready”, he mutters but makes no move for the handle. You nod and Dominik swallows hard at the denial of another word.

You both step out into the hallway and begin walking towards the group. They all turn around and sigh breathes of relief. “Where have you guys been?”, Rhea says in a strict voice. “Sorry, we got held up by the camera crew. Finn shrugs and looks away but Rhea and Damian aren’t as easily as convinced. They will ignore it for another day…they guess.

Yet another week passes and Dominik has taken advantage of his privilege of hearing you speak. More often than not he would find time in the hectic day to hear your sickly sweet voice. But today, he could get very few words out of you. It was Wrestlemania and you had a surprise match. Meaning the type of match and who it was with was completely and utterly sheltered from you. You were anticipating the worst as always, but at the end of the day, you were going to make the most of it. Now your match was 8 minutes away and Dominik quickly pulled you into a janitor's closet, “Good luck” he rushed out as if he was nervous for you.

You look up at him from your lashes, “Thank you, see you after?”, you affirmed. “Yeah”, he said like he was breathless. You quirked your brow at him in confusion but time was running out, and a strike of confidence hit you. You rose up to kiss his cheek and you left the closet with a minute to spare.

Your music blasted and the arena went dark as always, only to flicker when you finally made it to center stage. You stood in the middle with your arms raised in the air and a sinister creepy smile plastered directly on your face. You circled the ring only to come to a complete stop when the music played. Your face dropped and you already felt the tears of betrayal burn your eyes; it was Rhea’s music. She came out alone with her title thrown over her shoulders and you felt no fear.

You felt sick to your stomach, the man you loved had to have known. They all knew and none of them told you a word. You start blinking quickly to wish away the tears, yet the moment Rhea towered over you with a victorious smile. A tear happened to roll down your cheek for the world to see. You whipped it away harshly and gritted your teeth at her quick look of pity. The match started and you grabbed her by the shoulders and punched her across the face 3 times. All your pain and sorrow flowed out of you the entire match. Each kick and push was with hatred for what she did to you.

Worst of all, as you lay flat on the floor with blinding tears; all you could think of was Dominik. You were back in the same position as the first time, thinking of him as you lost. Every piercing pain in your body was nothing compared to how your heartfelt. And when Rhea’s arm was raised into the air, you rolled out of the ring and moved as quickly as you could muster to the dressing room. You pushed the door open so hard it rattled the hinges but you weren’t intending to confront anyone. You wanted to grab your things and get the fuck out of there.

You had been expecting all the boys to be in the room but it was just Dominik. His face was crestfallen and he stood up as soon as you walked in. You spared him no look, your hands fumbled with every article of clothing you had in the room. And you walked right past him to grab all your makeup. You had no use leaving it there anymore; there’s no way you’d be back. Finally, you turned to Dominik with your bags in hand and just stared at him with a quivering lip. You wanted him to see how bad it hurt. He can barely look at you, “I couldn’t tell you”. Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit is what screamed in your head.

Your eyes were empty and your silence made him finally look at you. Tears are flowing down your face uncontrollably and Dominik looks just as wounded as he feels. He knew he fucked up, but there may be no coming back from this. “I’m sorry”, he whispers what he can get out. Your hands shake at the apology. You wanted to smack him, you wanted to curl up in a ball and hide, you wanted to scream until your throat burned and you collapsed. He only got closer to you, 3 steps away to be exact.

Your throat burned in disgust, his eyes filled with tears much like yours. “You don’t know how sorry I am, what can I do?”, he was on the verge of sinking to his knees and pleading at your feet. His knees felt weak and he cursed himself for not telling you like he was going to days before. You shake your head at him; no words would be enough. His breathing has gotten fast and your silence is hitting him hard, “Say something. Fuck just say something” he pleads. You swallow hard, “What do you want me to say, Dominik?”. His glossy eyes widen when you take a step closer to him with fury deep in your eyes.

“You want me to tell you about how you broke my fucking heart?”, you take another step towards him. “Or how you betrayed me? The ONLY person I trust?”, you take the final third step towards him and you push him back harshly. Dominik clutches his chest because it feels like his heart is shattered. He fucked up, he fucked up, he fucked up. You're leaving and he can’t stop you, he can’t get you back… he ruined his life. “I tried to tell you-”, he croaked and moved towards you again. He held your arms carefully just like he used to, only to be pushed back roughly again, “Don’t touch me!”. He sinks to his knees and begs you to stay, “I need you please, please, please don’t leave me”.

Your breath caught in your throat and your lip quivered again, your face was flushed with tears and your throat felt tight. “Tell me why”, you demand him and harshly wipe the tears again. He looks down shamefully. “Tell me”, you grit out. He stands up on shaky legs and breathes carefully, “It was a contract when you first joined. This was planned since the beginning. But things changed, you changed me Hermosa”.

You scoffed and clenched your fists. You grab your bags off the floor and turn around to leave with a broken heart. “I LOVE YOU! Is that what you wanted to hear?!?! I love you” he yelled in hysteria after you. You sucked in a shaky breath at his confession; because after it all you loved him so much more. You turned your head to look at his crestfallen face, “Not enough” you replied. He clenched his hands and a lonely tear rolled down his face, “Hate me”. Your body stood still in awe, “What?” you gasped out.

He took another prodding step, “Hate me but don’t leave it like this. Don’t leave us like this”. “You’re my everything” his voice cracked with his last notion of hope. Your voice shook and so did your body; one thing was for sure you loved him. You couldn’t let go no matter how much it hurt, “I need time”. He nodded instantly, he would give you anything now that he lost everything.

Your lips pressed together and a new wave of tears rolled down your cheeks, “I love you and I need you but not like this” you sniffle. “I love you”, he says back in one breath though his hands were shaking to stop your tears. Part of you knew you’d come back to him in time but for now, you leave the room and shut the door. “I love you”, you hear from behind the closed door; you turn around.

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ametrinearrows · 7 months

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Nothing Has Changed

As I stand here, watching Roman Reigns make his way to the ring with that signature confidence, I can't help but reminisce about the journey we've shared. The crowd's cheers are deafening, and it's amazing to see how far he's come. It feels like yesterday when we were just two young dreamers with a shared passion for wrestling.

We've been through it all together – the highs, the lows, the victories, and the setbacks. From our humble beginnings on the independent circuit to the grand stages of WWE, our bond has remained unbreakable. I remember the countless hours of training, the road trips to different promotions, and the late-night conversations where we would talk about our dreams becoming reality.

Now, as I watch him dominate the wrestling world, I can't help but smile. The spotlight suits him, and he's embraced his role with a fierceness that only he possesses. But amidst all the success and fame, one thing has remained constant: our friendship.

I think back to all the times we've supported each other, both inside and outside the ring. The pep talks before big matches, the reassuring nods when things didn't go as planned, and the genuine celebrations when we achieved our goals. No matter how much our lives have changed, the essence of our connection has stayed the same.

As Roman delivers his powerful promo in the center of the ring, I can almost hear his words directed at me. "Acknowledge me," he demands from the WWE Universe. And I do, in my own way, from my spot backstage. Because behind those words is a depth of understanding that only a friend like me can have.

Our paths may have diverged in some ways – me taking a different route in the wrestling world while he ascended to superstardom – but nothing has changed between us. The camaraderie, the trust, and the unspoken bond are as strong as ever. I can feel his determination reverberating through the screen, and I know that he can feel my unwavering support, even from afar.

So here's to you, Roman Reigns, my best friend and a force to be reckoned with in the ring. As I stand here, watching you capture the hearts of millions, I want you to know that nothing has changed between us. Our friendship remains as solid as the day we first shook hands and embarked on this incredible journey together.

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south-of-heaven · 9 months

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hello i hope you are ok.

Can you write about reader having a gruesome match with rhea at summerslam and WON the championship and damian is waiting for her at the gorila making how proud he is of her

Victorious || Damian Priest x Reader

Summary: You have a gruesome match against Rhea Ripley. Your boyfriend is there to celebrate with you when you emerge victorious.

You step into the arena, adrenaline coursing through your veins. Tonight's match against Rhea Ripley is a significant one, and you're determined to give it your all. The cheers of the crowd fuel your excitement as you make your way to the ring, the spotlight shining down on you, a WWE Superstar ready to take on any challenge.

The match is brutal, both you and Rhea pushing each other to the limits. The crowd is on their feet, witnessing an epic showdown between two fierce competitors. The stakes are high, but you remain focused, channeling your energy into every move, every counter, and every strike.

Finally, after an intense battle, you manage to secure the victory. The referee raises your hand in triumph, and the crowd erupts in applause, showing their appreciation for the incredible display of athleticism they've just witnessed. The feeling of triumph is overwhelming, and as you catch your breath, you can't help but feel proud of your hard-fought win.

As you make your way backstage, you're greeted by various members of the WWE family, congratulating you on your victory. But there's one person you're most eager to see – Damian Priest, your amazing boyfriend. You know he's been watching the match from Gorilla, cheering you on every step of the way.

With your heart pounding in your chest, you hurry towards Gorilla, and there he is – Damian, his face lit up with a bright smile as he wraps you in a tight embrace.

"You were incredible out there, baby," Damian says, his voice filled with pride and admiration. "I knew you could do it."

You bury your face in his shoulder, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and joy. "Thank you," you whisper, your voice trembling with emotion. "I couldn't have done it without your support."

He pulls back slightly, gazing into your eyes, they're filled with tears of happiness and you're sporting a wide grin. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what. You're the most talented and resilient person I know."

His words touch your heart, reminding you of the love and strength you draw from each other. Damian has been your biggest supporter, both inside and outside the ring, and you cherish every moment you get to spend together.

As the adrenaline starts to wear off, you lean into Damian's comforting presence, feeling the exhaustion from the match seeping in. He notices and gently leads you to a nearby couch, sitting down beside you and wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

"You did it, babe," he says, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "You proved once again that you're a force to be reckoned with."

You smile wearily, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I couldn't have asked for a better partner, in and out of the ring," you say softly. "You inspire me every day."

Damian chuckles softly, his hand gently stroking your hair. "And you inspire me. Your strength, determination, and passion – it's all so captivating."

As the adrenaline fades, you feel a sense of contentment wash over you. Being in Damian's arms, celebrating your victory together, makes everything worth it. With him by your side, you know you can face any challenge that comes your way.

In that quiet moment, surrounded by the sounds of the bustling backstage area, you bask in the love and support of your amazing boyfriend, Damian Priest. The victory in the ring is incredible, but the victory in love and friendship is even greater. With him beside you, you feel invincible, ready to take on whatever the future holds – both as a WWE Superstar and as someone deeply loved and cherished.

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itjazzbicch · 2 years

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HellRaisers

Pairing: Finn Balor x Fem Reader

Summary: The reader has been friends with Finn Balor since he created the Bullet Club, being one of its first members. Ending up in WWE together, Finn distances himself when the reader joins Judgement Day, but even she is surprised when Damian reveals to her that Finn is the newest member and they plan to overthrow Edge, reuniting once again…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) (Choking, rough sex)

Word Count: 2.6k

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Joining Judgement Day sure was interesting. Edge had a different way of thinking in the aspect of wrestling now. I felt honored that he chose me to join and a new member was coming along? It really had Damian and me thinking.

Edge was handling things and I had a feeling we were going to get our hands dirty, so I was gearing up, finishing tying my boots when Damian walked in.

"So, do you know who the new member is?" I smiled up at him; I was never patient and hated waiting for surprises and when he smiled back, he sure knew:

"Brought him along with me actually."

"Oh yeah?" I smiled, looking past him as the door opened, freezing in my seat when Finn Balor walked in.

This was weird. For the past few weeks, we have been kicking his ass along with AJ Styles. Now, he was joining us? I needed an explanation, trying to say that with my quick glance at Damian.

"I know," He stood alongside Finn, "You're confused, but there's a reason why Finn is joining us."

I had no words. Finn and I had a long history. When he created the Bullet Club, I was one of the very first to join. We were best friends once upon a time, became distant but still were friends, all till I joined Judgement Day.

Once I joined, he turned into a ghost, enraged with me any time we crossed paths out there and now, he was joining us? Confused was exactly right.

"I know this wasn't what you were expecting," Finn fixed his jacket, being straightforward with me like he always was, "Tonight, we're taking over Judgement Day. We're taking Edge out."

"Damian," I shot up out of my chair, glaring at him, "What do you mean we're taking out Edge?"

"What happened to not letting anyone dictate your career, Y/N?" Finn stepped up to me, giving me a serious look and he wasn't kidding in the slightest, "Please tell me because that's exactly what Edge is doing."

"He's holding us back," Damian agreed, keeping me quiet and Finn continued:

"No one will limit us and if we join forces and get rid of that old man, just imagine all the things we could do."

I was always open-minded, listening to Finn's reasoning and he really topped the cake when he got a little closer, smiling and bringing back old memories:

"We made a promise to one another that we would take over any place we step foot in. We did it in Japan, NXT, and now, we're going to do it here. Hell, we could take over Raw and Smackdown. You know that we were a force to be reckoned with. It can be just like old times, but even better, Y/N."

Looking back at it, those were great times, peaks of my career, and Finn was right. No one dictated me. It was okay to have some partners in crime, but no one was going to guide me down a path except for myself.

"So," Finn wanted his answer, throwing up a too sweet and smiling, "Too sweet?"

Glancing between him and Damian, they were dead serious and they won me over, returning my smile back to Finn, giving him a too sweet, feeling so good to say once again:

"Too sweet, baby."

"Hell yeah," Damian had us all smiling, fist-bumping us, "Edge won't know what hit him."

We made sure we had a confirmed game plan before Finn left and we went back to meet Edge. I was fighting such a strong, devilish smile the whole time, blood pumping and holding back an adrenaline rush that I knew that I was going to get.

By the time we got out to the ring, waiting alongside Edge so he could introduce our new member, the crowd was very blown away when Finn's music hit. They all paid close attention when Finn made his way down, giving his explanation as to why he was there.

"I reached out to them last night after the show," Finn always gave me a look when things were about to go down and so, I got myself ready, "We realized that we have a lot more in common than we even realized and that is, we are tired of being told what to do."

I'm surprised that didn't give it all away at that moment, then Damian took the lead, our plan going into effect, saying to Edge:

"And I think now, we realized that in the time we spent with you, you told us to get rid of any limitation that would hold us back. We're ready. We are ready to shed the last bit of limitations holding us back..."

Damian turned to Finn and me with a smile, Finn and I reconnecting our devilish ways, smiling so evilly happy, Edge instantly knowing what was about to happen when Damian turned back to tell him:

"Which is you."

Before Edge could react, Damian clotheslined the life out of him, stomping him out, Finn and I gladly joining. After Damian delivered a nasty slam, we drug him to the corner for Finn to give him a coupe de gras, smiles on our faces, turning to the crowd to establish ourselves.

The crowd got rowdy again as Edge made it to his feet, Finn and Damian heading to the corner and beating him down, kicking him out while I hung on the ropes, instigating:

"Get 'em boys!"

They were really ready to take him out, Damian throwing him above his shoulders and sending him through the announce desk.

"Ya know what to do," Finn commanded, going off on Edge again and then throwing him into the ring while I grabbed three chairs.

Finn always had to get his dose in first, taking a piece of the chair, putting it in his mouth and choking him out with it, getting that big adrenaline rush that I was dying for, laughing in Edge's face while Finn yanked back harder:

"Want to try and control us now, Edge? Come on, answer me!"

Looking behind me, Damian had a chair in the middle of the ring, Finn dragging Edge over and putting his face in it. Security started rushing down, but I wasn't letting them even get near us, smacking one of them with a chair, scaring them all away and before more could come out, I ran over Edge, chair up in the air, and letting out a vicious roar, smacking his head with the chair and crushing it between the one against his face.

"That's my girl," Finn smiled bright at me, my chest heaving when delivering it back, reminding me of just who I was and I certainly wasn't anyone's puppet, making that known with the message we just sent.

Giving Finn a too sweet, we took the center ring, posing together and letting the world know that we were the true Judgement Day, feeling like I was in a flashback when Finn wrapped his arm around me, whispering to me:

"Haven't seen ya smile like that in a long time."

"You were so right," I looked up to those blue eyes, my heart racing even more than it already was, "No one dictates us."

"Exactly right," He kissed my temple softly, waving to Damian so we could head out, being little assholes, and waving goodbye to Edge who was being attended to by medical personnel.

Heading up the rampway, I started reminiscing about Finn, thinking of all the hell we raised throughout the years and I needed to know something, asking Damian softly with Finn ahead of us:

"Hope you don't mind, but can I have a moment with Finn? Alone?"

"Sure," He nodded, knowing we had history and I'm sure Finn heard me, taking my hand once we got backstage and Damian parted ways with us once we hit the locker room.

"Ya said that we needed a moment?" Finn hung up his jacket, but still listened to me, trying to be calm and make sure that I made sense:

"We're really a part of a team again?"

"What?" He laughed at me, "Ya think I have a trick up my sleeve or something? If I did, ya would know."

"I know," I thought deeply, "I was your right hand, Finn. I would know."

"Then why ask me that?" It was a stupid question truthfully, there was no going back after what we just did, but he understood, knowing me so well, becoming calm too and relating, "I understand. It all happened so quickly, I can tell ya blood was really pumping, ya still panting."

I didn't even realize that, staring into his eyes helped slow my breathing to a normal pace, letting him know more:

"It just-; I felt like I just got blasted into the past. I don't remember a time we raised hell like that."

"Felt so damn good," He snickered, "Can't wait to do more."

"Me too," I smiled, wanting to confirm by reminding him, "Had you putting kisses on me again. I know you were having a good time."

"Ain't the first time and won't be the last," He kissed my cheek and the long-missed feeling made my eyes close, shaking at his whisper, "Had an opportunity to be with my girl again and I wasn't losing it."

"Is that what this is all about?" I needed to know the truth and thankfully, Finn was always honest with me:

"Edge was using ya and I know ya better than anyone. We said that we would take over this place, but kept hitting roadblocks. This was an open, straight road that we could fly down. Won't lie to ya, I missed us. And we have the chance to be in charge along with it? Again, I couldn't lose this opportunity."

"A perfect opportunity," I agreed, my words having a double meaning and showing him that when I turned my nose, kissing him right on the lips.

We have shared a kiss before and it had been ages since then, both of us shaking with excitement while kissing back, more thoughts opening up as he whispered against my lips:

"And seeing ya all fired up like that? Only made my blood get hotter."

"I'll burn this whole place down if it turns you on," I giggled, kissing deeper and growling playfully, "You know that I know how to start a big fire."

"Better believe that I know," His chuckle was so dirty, hands yanking at my leather shorts, "Wanna set this room on fire?"

"What kind of question is that?" I toyed, stepped back to throw my top off and free my breasts, able to kick my feet out of my shoes, "You know we already planned on it."

"Love to see that ya can still read my mind," He smiled, doing the same with his loosened boots, stepping out of his trunks to be completely nude, and seeing him so sexy from head to toe made my knees weak, but also crazed me.

"Always have, always will," I breathed in before I lost all control, "Now, get over here and give it to me, baby."

We were like wild animals, all tongue in our kiss, arms wrapped around each other, rubbing and tugging, running through our hair and nearly falling from how fast we were trying to go, but finding a stable spot when he dropped to his knees, pressing my back into the floor.

"My oh my," He giggled when spreading my legs, cock learning how soaked my cunt was, having to tease me, "I really turned ya on out there."

"Have you seen yourself?" I hummed, pulling his beard softly to kiss, "I get wet just looking at you."

"Ya did call me the sexy devil for a reason," He picked his head up a little to see how my jaw dropped then clenched, my grip tightening as his tip split me, girth splitting me wider and filling me right up.

"That you are," My body fell so deep into pleasure, getting one more tease in before I was completely gone, "Might need some holy water after this."

"Oh, shut up," That did make him laugh a little, but he went right back to being animalistic, thrusting deep and drilling his hips into mine, "Much rather hear ya moaning."

Oh, he sure heard my moans, working his hips just right, upright on his knees to hold my legs up by the thighs, giving it to me harder to see just how loud I could get, having my eyes roll to the back of my head and throat strained a little from how high pitched my moans grew.

"You little devil, I swear," The pleasure was so good, but I loved letting him know how he could be with small shots, and damn it, he knew how to turn the tables on me, his voice alone increasing my wetness, let alone his hand on my throat, pulling me up a little to growl:

"If I'm the devil, then ya my little demon."

"I don't have a problem with that," I cooed, the swirl in my head giving me an out-of-this-world experience, with orgasm so close, my sinful side spoke for me, "Choke and fuck me harder."

"And ya say I'm the devil?" He chuckled, gladly listening and having me weak with the grip on my throat, mouth wide open and needing the air, but I didn't care a bit, only wanting that amazing, hard pound that made me ache.

"I have my moments," I got out with a quick breath, smiling brightly with my eyes rolling again, the lack of air having me gasping, harder and harder at the feeling of my walls clenching death grip, hearing our wet skin slapping, sweet spot about ruined and couldn't take much more without a waterfall coming out of me.

"Bout to have a great one," He still had an arm on my thigh, leaning down and pushing my leg clear down to the floor, growling in his kiss, "Cum for me. I know it's happening."

"I am!" I was getting woozy, but all of the pleasure, heat, and stings were as intense as ever, making sure I felt all of it along with the fuzziness in my head, "I'm cuming, Finn."

Knowing I needed the moment, he let go of my throat, holding my other leg and going as quickly as he could, which was a lot, having my body shaking because my back was trying to arch meanwhile, I was folded like a chair, chest heavy but still getting out screams, my cries of his name filling the room while I gave way, orgasm spurting out when my head fell back hard with a cry:

"Fucking hell, Finn!"

"Hell must be our heaven," He panted, smiling while reaching his edge, dropping my legs and having to prop himself up on his elbows on the sides of my head, both of us panting and worn out, but still having a fun time.

"It's heaven for us, hell for everyone else," I phrased better, his response had me wheezing:

"Sounds about right and after all that screamin', I know everyone heard that."

"Well, they better mind their business if they know what's good for 'em," I met his gaze deeply, smiling because I was happier than ever, "Because we're back."

Like Finn said before, we were a force to be reckoned with and that was truer now than ever, smiling just as bright as me in his kiss, "Hell yeah."

#wrestling #wrestling imagine #wrestling fic #wwe #wwe imagine #wwe fic #wwe smut #wwe oneshot #wrestling smut #wrestling oneshot #finn balor #finn balor x reader #finn balor imagine #finn balor fic #finn balor smut #finn balor oneshot #read and enjoy

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judgementdaysunshine · 9 months

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(for drabble!) ❤️‍🔥💫 With Damian priest!!!

Oooh my favorite trope is showing scars! 🥺

Don't hide what I need to see

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem reader

Description: When you and Damian confess your feelings for each other, you show each other the secret you keep and what helped make him strong

You and Damian laugh as you walk in his house, deciding to have dinner and watch tv. The two of you had been friends since he was in NXT 5 months before being transferred over to the WWE roster joining him a few weeks later, you slowly realized the true feelings you had for him 8 months earlier after a year of the two of you being in WWE together mostly being solo wrestlers but the two of you were frequent tag team partners picking up wins together along with your own wins in individual matches proving yourselves as forces to be reckoned with and a damn good team whether it was the two of you together, both of you and a third person, even in a six person team the two of you played of each other well which built the chemistry between the two of you. You wince when you feel a sharp pain in your upper back from your exhausting match against Bayley "You okay? Did you pull something?" you shake your head as your eyes burn with tears until it turns to quiet groans when damian starts massaging your back helping you relax until you feel his fingers against your spine but also the scar across it making your heart stop "What is that? Is that..." you turn wide eyed feeling scared since the only scars he knew were on you was one on your arm, two on your leg, and one barely visible under your chin but you hadn't shown or told him about the others that you always kept covered up "I..I was going to tell you..." you sigh as you turn slowly taking your shirt off before grabbing shorts and changing into them before walking back out showing the scar on your stomach, chest under your breast, rib, and the three giant ones on your back hiding your face in your hands. "Don't hide what I need to see" he gently pulls your hands away before gently caressing the scars you told him about telling him how you got them before touching the one on your chest and looking at you with patience and care "I got that when I was 12 from bullies who jumped me" he slowly moves to the one on your right rib ending right next to your breast "That was when I was 17 from falling off a cliff on a hike" you slowly kept opening up as he traces each one learning each one, the one on your stomach from an emergency surgery at 20 from an ulcer, the first one on your back when you were 9 from getting hit by your uncle with a 4x4 board, the second when you were 19 from saving your friend from being raped, and the last one three months earlier on vacation when you got mistaken for another person and assulted by a drunk man feeling the weight of the world of your chest as he holds you in his arms before taking his shirt off and riding up his pants legs to show the scars he has gotten throughout his career and other events throughout his life. You wipe your face covering your upper body suddenly feeling the vulnerability in the moment before he gently grabbed your face and kissing you "I have loved you god since not long after we met" you both laugh sweetly before putting your shirt back on and going out together the next day and by the next week, the two of you were officially dating and the happiest you both had ever been.

#wwe x reader #damian priest #wwe #damian priest x reader

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softambrollins · 18 days

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To add to your point about your Roman and Seth, remember that brief backstage moment they had back in 2021? It's been a while since I've seen it, but from what I can recall, there was no animosity between them. And there were no signs that Roman still hated Seth or that he still hasn't forgiven him for the betrayal. So, that makes the feud from 2022 make even less sense.

I get that at the time, they were both playing heels. And Seth's main character trait was being a master of manipulation and playing mind games. And here, WWE had a huge opportunity at coming up with a compelling story between two heels, who were vastly different from each other and had entirely different motives for doing what they were doing. And instead of coming up with something compelling for Roman and Seth, they instead resorted to rewriting their history and undoing their past character development.

I'm not knocking down Roman's and Seth's work at playing heels. I feel that's where they both work best and where they excel. They're both naturals at it and the majority of fans seem to like them better as heels rather than as babyfaces. But still, like I stated before, that doesn't mean past character development should be undone and rewritten for the sake of making a current story make sense. But sadly, it's just not Roman and Seth WWE does this with. It happens pretty much all the time with everyone else and unfortunately, that doesn't seem like it's gonna change anytime soon.

yeah, there was a nuanced, thoughtful way to address their history within the context of the characters they were playing at the time. i'm not saying roman isn't allowed to have complicated feelings about what seth did to this day. of course he does; they all do. it's just the execution was so disappointing. they really couldn't come up with anything better than seth loudly reminding him that he stabbed him in the back and roman being like "i HATE you and i'll NEVER forgive you." it felt like a bad cartoon made for children. it was the least subtle thing ever and the writing and acting were pretty dreadful. they both deserved better than that, honestly.

not to make everything about ambrollins (although that is basically my gimmick) but especially when you go back and watch how their history was handled during their 2017 reunion and how all their interactions felt so painfully real and believable and like actual humans with flaws and weaknesses and conflicted feelings reckoning with their past traumas and mistakes and current desires, it's such a stark contrast to the shallow, simplistic story they tried to tell with roman and seth. people keep bringing up 'shield lore' since wm and honestly, i think reducing 'shield lore' to one event from a decade ago when there's been so much growth and development for all of them and their relationships is doing the shield a huge disservice.

#ask #Anonymous

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Coming back to 4kids and now with Netflix's One Piece finally get a real trailer I'd love to bring up the One Piece game Grand Adventure

The game is actually western exclusive and can more or less be considered the definitive version of the last Grand Battle game.

Also some the soundtrack is just fire.

Anyways, physical copies are expensive, so well, make like that song with the mumbling guy and "Be a Pirate"

It's crazy how many GameCube games I missed out on because I remember getting that shit solely for the WWE Day or Reckoning games and then just calling it a day on the console forever.

That Grand Adventure theme tho. One Piece's 4Kids tenure really was just a whole pirate rap era. Now I'm about to go out here exclaiming "IT'LL BE A GRAND BATTLE".

#One Piece: Grand Adventure #One Piece #Video Games

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jasvvy · 2 years

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#wwe #wwe games #day of reckoning #the rock #lance storm

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sleepy-achilles · 2 months

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Like That

Yes the title is from that jack and jack song. Yes it's all I listened to whilst writing this. Yes it's the reason this exists.

WWE Hall of Fame anyone?

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Drew brushes his hair as the lockeroom gets busy. "Wheres Lee?" Sheamus asks. "Uh he was getting ready with John and Cassie before they goto a photoshoot and then prepare for takers introduction" drew answers adjusting his jacket. "You ain't seen him yet?" Finn asks. "No why?" Drew asks. "They wanna see Leon in a suit" Randy hums. "Oh Leon doesn't do suit and tie. Not even at our wedding." Drew chuckles. "Ok I'm not expecting a tie but you know, the rest sure." Sheamus states. "Yeah he'll probably have a button up on. Don't get weird tho" drew warns. "Never" sheamus holds his hands up. A knock at the door tells them it's time to go. "Well, let's go sit for a few hours" drew yawns. "Gonna feel like a proper assembly" sheamus smirks wrapping an arm around drews shoulders as they walk out.

Both men immediately stop.

"Damn" drew mutters. His heart races as he takes in the sight. "Damn right" sheamus huffs.

Leon looks over at his partner and friend. "Hey guy" Leon smiles slipping his shades off. "Lookin good boys" he smirks. "You are so fuckin hot" drew blurts out. Leon's eyes widen before closing and smiling. "Well thank you, I do try"

Drew moves closer, placing his hands under the red jacket to rest on the black shirt. His eyes immediately land on the opening of the shirt, how his name is on show. "That-" "every photo and interview. Told them no editing" Leon smirks, leaning up to kiss drew. Drew can't fight the growl that escapes his throat as he kisses back. Leon pulls back, nipping his lower lip. "I like it." Leon mutters, his eyes not on drews outfit. "Yeah baby boy?" Drew smirks. Leon practically purs at the man. "Ew enough! Showtime!" Cassie gags. "Reckon you can hold it in?" Leon smirks patting drews chest. "A lot better than you" drew smirks taking Leon's hand so they can begin walking together.

"I reckon we add some bandanas" cassie states to John. "I aint messing my hair up" Leon frowns. "Wear it around your thigh, like your pa used to." Drew suggests. "See! That's why we have you around drew" John smiles tossing the bandana to Leon. "Why man" "we both have something taker themed. Big evil is the only one left to represent and he is your favourite." John states, tapping his hat and motioning to cassies dress design and gloves. "Red and black not enough?" Leon asks. "What if we tricked you and its not red?" Cassie smirks. "Already tested it with my phone dipshit" Leon smirks causing the girl to huff as they get to their seats.

Once sat, drew slings Leon's leg over his. "Aw drew I don't want to dirty your trousers-" "don't be stupid. No one will see" drew tuts as he ties the bandana around Leon's thigh. Leon doesn't move his leg, especially as drew places his hand on it, rubbing it with his thumb. Leon relaxes,allowing one hand to twirl and fiddle with drews hair as the show starts. Leon kisses his teeth as he uses his free hand to put his shades back on.

It's gonna be a long show.

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"You know, this will be you one day." Drew whispers as the speech continues. "Speeches ain't my thing." Leon mutters. "Not the Speech-" "I know. It'll be us some day" Leon chuckles. Drew looks at him. "You think?" "I aint getting put in the hall of fame without you Drew. Not even as a husband thing. You've been my longest tag team partner. Even with the amount we argued and fought, you always had my back. Even when we weren't on the same team" Leon explains. "Yeah...vince hated that time period." Drew chuckles. "Best tag partner...no, best partner anyone could ever have. So they either put us both in here or don't even bother" Leon hums. Drew smiles. "God why can't you always be this sweet?" Drew coos kissing Leon's cheek.

Leon can't help but smile. "Gotta keep ya on your toes darling"

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"Now, put your hands together to welcome The Michaels consisting of, John cena, Leon Michaels and Cassidy Michaels."

Leon huffs and kisses drews cheek before forcing himself up. Drew can't help but smile as Leon falls into performer mode as soon as he stands.

Leon and John stand either side of Cassie as they stand at the podium. The siblings stand and look as the crowd cheer. Leon looks around and this causes the fans to get louder. He can't help but chuckle and shake his head. He leans down to the mic. "Calm down, you'll be seeing us at wrestlemania ya dogs, this isn't about us" Leon tells them. As Leon straightens up the deepest voice he's ever heard yells, "I LOVE YOU LEON!" The siblings burst into laughter as Leon shakes his head. "Heel! Heel people, cmon" Leon huffs.

"Enough, this isn't about us. It's about our father" John states. "The Undertaker" cassie says in a spooky voice. "Something, not a lot of people can say" cassie adds. Leon leans against the podium causing John to glare at him. "Oh cmon, we all knew I was going to break rules straight away. I'll pay the fine" Leon shrugs. "We were given rules and threats of fines. That is true. Leon's already getting fined." John states. "Cannot mention vinces name. Cannot try to embarrass the undertaker. I'm basically not allowed to do anything but breathe, John has to keep his shirt on and cassie Cannot swear." Leon explains. "Two fines now" cassie smirks.

"Yeah, let's start before Vinnie fines us for going over time" Leon smirks. "Three."

-----I do actually have a mini fic about their speech. I just haven't finished it because I don't know what to write. Soooo no speech for ya yet-------

Leon pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket and gives it too a crying cassie. Cassie smiles and accepts it. "You got anything to say about Undertaker?" John asks him. Leon hums before pushing his shades onto his head. "I don't have to say anything about The Undertaker. You all know him, you all know the legend and the phenom that is the Undertaker. The man who scared but inspired millions. Made a few class memes." Leon comments getting cheers. Cassie moves back and John pulls Leon into the middle. Leon looks down at the mic. "I could tell you what you already know, or I could tell you about the man who was not only my hero but my saviour." Leon states.

John smiles at his baby brother. How far he's come. How far they've all come. He can't wait till its their time to be in the hall of fame.

"Dont get me wrong, we definitely had some really rough patches together but everything you saw? Between us, that was always real. That mentor storyline? It wasn't a storyline to me. That was real. To me atleast, I don't know how he feels about it or me infact but..I owe that man a lot. He saved me when I was going down a dark path. Helped me learn to control that anger and violence yall saw in me at a young age. And I will always be thankful for him. Proud to call the undertaker my father." Leon speaks.

He glances up as he realises the arena is dead silent. "Ah fuck it I don't do speeches. Imma go pay my fines, yall enjoy the rest of the night!" Leon yells. The crowd goes wild again. "Sorry vinnie" all three smile before walking off.

Leon collapses in his chair as their father comes out. "Not into speeches huh?" Drew asks pulling Leon to stand. "Shut up" Leon huffs watching his father's embrace. "I think you did amazing" drew smiles. "Thank you" Leon squeezes his hand before he's pulled into a hug. Leon can't help the yelp. "Thank you Lee." Taker whispers. Leon sighs and hugs him back. "Anytine old man" Leon smirks.

Taker chuckles and clips the back of Leon's head as he pulls back. "Hope you know vince is writing all three of you up. Especially you" "Ah its worth it. Now go bore them to death" Leon claps his shoulder. "Yeah yeah, gonna stare at them all and not say a word." Taker smirks as he walks off.

Leon sits back down. "Never seen so much emotion outta you two before" drew teases. "Yeah yeah" Leon smirks tilting his head back. Sheamus leans forward behind him and knocks his shades back. "Thanks Bullet" Leon hums. "Anytime Slim" sheamus hums.

"We getting pizza after this?" Leon asks. The group hums in agreement. "Awesome" "Leon shush" Shawn scolds. "Sorry pa"

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The group sit around the empty pizzeria. "I want to thank you all" Taker smiles. "Eh don't get sappy on us now old man" Leon yawns. "I'd hate to have a moment here lee" Taker snarks. "Good. I've had enough for one night" Leon leans forward. "Yeah, he's had a whore moment and a emotional moment" cassie smirks. "Whore moment?" Leon asks. "You think we didn't notice you flashing the drew tattoo every chance you got?" John asks. "Just letting the peeps know who I belong too. No harm in that, dad does it every day" Leon states nodding at takers neck. "Damn right I do." Taker smiles at shawn.

"I think you should get one" Randy smirks. "No way. You get one." John huffs. "Im getting one" Rhea hums. "Yes! I get to feel what yall feel" cassie smiles. Shawn smiles at his little misfits. His weird made up family. He watches as sheamus and Leon feed each other as finn and alexa tease them. He watches as randy and John argue with cassie and rhea and liv about whatever. He watches as Taker and drew are the only ones having a civil conversation. Yeah, even though not all of them are here. Cody at aew, Adam and Naomi gone too. Mattie and Val taking the world by storm their own way. The elders off doing their own thing. It's family. And that's all that matters, even if they aren't always together.

"Shawn" Shawn looks at taker. "Go on drew he's all yours." Shawn looks at drew. "Thank you for passing your beauty onto Leon. I am blessed each and every day. And thank you for letting me have his hand." Drew smiles. Shawns cheeks heat up as he smiles. "Thank you for taking him off my hands and looking after him. Feel like I should be paying you for the crap you put up with." "Oh I know, I don't deserve him" Leon cuts in. "Now what did I say about moments? Eat pizza or go wait in the corner." Leon frowns shoving pizza towards drew. The group laugh.

And that's how the night goes on.

No drama. No fights.

Just laughter and love.

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SOBBING

Tumblr posted this before it was finished.

I saved it too my drafts

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #leon michaels #drew mcintyre #john cena #cassidy michaels

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Title: Breaking Barriers: The Rise of Wrestling Women in WWE

Introduction:

Welcome to our blog post celebrating the incredible journey of women in the world of professional wrestling. Over the years, wrestling women have shattered stereotypes, defied expectations, and proven that they are forces to be reckoned with in the WWE. From trailblazers to current superstars, let's dive into the inspiring stories of these fierce athletes who have left an indelible mark on the industry.

Section 1: Pioneers Who Paved the Way

In the early days of wrestling, women faced numerous challenges and were often relegated to secondary roles. However, pioneers like The Fabulous Moolah and Mae Young refused to be sidelined. They fought tooth and nail to showcase their skills, paving the way for future generations of wrestling women.

Section 2: The Divas Era: A Turning Point

The WWE's Divas era brought a new level of recognition to wrestling women. Talented athletes such as Trish Stratus, Lita, and Chyna captivated audiences with their athleticism and charisma. This era marked a turning point, as women's matches became more prominent and the focus shifted towards their in-ring abilities.

Section 3: The Women's Evolution

The Women's Evolution in WWE marked a groundbreaking moment for wrestling women. Superstars like Charlotte Flair, Sasha Banks, and Becky Lynch spearheaded this movement, demanding equal opportunities and main event spots. Their dedication and passion for the sport led to the introduction of the Women's Revolution, forever changing the landscape of women's wrestling.

Section 4: NXT: The Breeding Ground for Future Stars

NXT, WWE's developmental brand, has played a crucial role in nurturing and showcasing the talents of wrestling women. Stars like Bayley, Asuka, and Shayna Baszler honed their skills in NXT before making their mark on the main roster. The platform provided by NXT has allowed these women to shine and prove their worth on a global stage.

Section 5: The Rise of the Four Horsewomen

The Four Horsewomen, consisting of Charlotte Flair, Sasha Banks, Bayley, and Becky Lynch, have been instrumental in elevating women's wrestling to new heights. Their fierce rivalries, unforgettable matches, and unwavering determination have captivated audiences worldwide. These four superstars have become role models for aspiring wrestling women, inspiring them to chase their dreams.

Section 6: The Women's Royal Rumble and WrestleMania Moments

The introduction of the Women's Royal Rumble and the main event of WrestleMania for wrestling women were monumental milestones. These events showcased the incredible talent, athleticism, and storytelling abilities of the women in WWE. From Becky Lynch's historic win at WrestleMania 35 to Bianca Belair's unforgettable Royal Rumble victory, these moments will forever be etched in wrestling history.

Section 7: The Global Impact

Wrestling women in WWE have not only made an impact in the United States but have also inspired and influenced female wrestlers worldwide. From Japan's Asuka to Scotland's Nikki Cross, the global reach of WWE has allowed women from diverse backgrounds to showcase their skills and inspire a new generation of wrestling women.

Section 8: Breaking Stereotypes and Empowering Women

The rise of wrestling women in WWE has shattered stereotypes and empowered women both inside and outside the ring. These athletes have proven that strength, determination, and passion know no gender boundaries. They have become symbols of empowerment, encouraging women to pursue their dreams fearlessly and break down barriers in any industry.

Section 9: The Future is Female

As we look to the future, the momentum of wrestling women in WWE shows no signs of slowing down. With a new generation of talented superstars like Rhea Ripley, Bianca Belair, and Io Shirai, the future of women's wrestling is brighter than ever. These women continue to push boundaries, redefine what it means to be a wrestling woman, and inspire us all.

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Discover the awe-inspiring journey of wrestling women in WWE, from pioneers who paved the way to the empowering Women's Evolution. Explore the rise of the Four Horsewomen, the impact of NXT, and the global reach of these fierce athletes. Join us as we celebrate the triumphs and breakthroughs of wrestling women who continue to inspire and empower a new generation. The future is female, and the world of professional wrestling will never be the same again.

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Three Alpha's and Their Omega

Sasha gets hurt during a match and her three best friends and lovers take care of her...and eventually the person who hurt her. (probably not in the way you're thinking)

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The Four Horsewomen of the WWE were the rock stars of the company and the women’s wrestling division. Any match they were in often overshadowed the men’s division wrestling. Three alphas and one Omega were changing women’s wrestling one match at a time. They were also the most unusual group in the WWE.

Because Sasha, being the omega she is, which was very rare, she was very close to three Alphas and that was even rarer. The fact that Charlotte, Bayley and Becky all seemed to be totally at ease around each other with Sasha in such proximity all the time, it was a mystery to everyone not in their inner circle.

The three women never really found themselves fighting each other on who got to cuddle with Sasha, or who got to cook for her or each other. Anything that would trigger an Alpha rage fueled by pure jealousy seemed to have completely bypassed the three women when it came to Sasha.

But that could not be said for any other Alpha that came sniffing in their direction. Surprisingly, it was Bayley who was always ready to fight anyone who had something snide to say about their relationship or if they even so much as looked at Sasha the wrong way. Or just in any way Bayley didn't like in general.

The four women were a force to be reckoned with. Their relationship wasn't always so smooth sailing as it were now. They've lived, learned and loved from their days in NXT. Through trial and error...and despite the heavy obstacles that threatened their paradise they rose above it all together.

They all shared a two story tour bus courtesy of Sasha’s first cousin; Snoop Dogg. Four bedrooms; two on the second floor and two on the first. Sasha and Becky were up top and Charlotte and Bayley were on the first floor. It was decked out with everything they could ever need and things they won’t ever need, but it was nice to have around anyway just to be safe. It was quite literally their home on the road.

Currently, they were all waiting for Sasha to get to their bus so that they could get back on the road and leave New Orleans because they had a show in New York on in a week, not to mention all of the autograph signings and photo shoots the following days.

Neither of them have really seen their omega since her main event ladder match. And normally they all gave each other their space after such an intense match, but Sasha had been thrown back first onto a steel ladder, and her landing was quite brutal. Even for a ladder match.

It was all Becky and Charlotte could do to keep their own protectiveness and anger in check so that they could keep Bayley in her chair and from running out in the middle of the match and having management come down on all of their asses.

After the match, all three of them tried to find Sasha but no of them had too much luck. Bayley offered to go wait back on their tour bus just in case Sasha tried to avoid checking in with the trainers (something they were all prone to do really). Meanwhile Becky and Charlotte looked around backstage frantically, nearly scaring the medical staff half to death when they burst into the trainer's room. Because apparently, they were not the only ones looking for The Boss.

Stephanie McMahon was also on a warpath because Sasha did skip on a mandatory check up, and Stephanie was not at all pleased with Alexa Bliss botching that ladder move with Sasha that happened in the ring. Not at all.

But that was all an hour and a half ago, and they were all beyond worried while Charlotte was getting angrier on top of her growing worry. She just couldn’t sit around in their living room any longer not knowing where their omega was. If she was safe or if she was hurting and all alone without them. It was driving her absolutely batshit crazy.

“Fuck this,” Charlotte growled as she pulled her hands out of her hoodie pocket, “I’m gonna go back out to look-”

The door leading from the driver’s area opened and Sasha slowly entered their living room and closed the door behind her softly. She looked...well, Sasha looked enervated as she dropped her duffel bag on the floor by the door and smiled tiredly at her three favorite people. She was smiling at them as if she weren't missing for nearly two hours without any sort of communication and driving her family crazy.

Sasha had a black eye forming under her right eye and they could only imagine what her back looked like along with the rest of her body.

“Hey guys, sorry I’m late…”

“S-sorry?!” Becky recovered first, her jaw snapping shut as she jumped to her feet but she didn’t move to crowd Sasha, “Where the hell have you been?! We’ve been lookin’ everywhere for ya, Sasha!”

Sasha winced at Becky’s tone and Bayley, though she was upset as well, knew that Sasha didn’t need all of them jumping down her throat. Bayley glared at the two hotheads as she got up and tried to lead Sasha to the sofa but she was immediately stopped when Sasha pulled away before Bayley could even touch her. And the alpha wouldn’t deny that it stung a little bit. More than a little bit.

“Sash?”

“Can we talk in the morning? Please? I’m just...really kinda tired guys…?” Sasha asked, adjusting her glasses tiredly. Deep down inside all she wanted to do was snuggle with her lovers and sleep for the next three days but her stubborn nature was in full swing.

All three alpha females wanted to press the issue and make Sasha talk to them but they all knew how quickly her walls could go up if they did that and none of them felt like breaking through those defenses anytime soon.

Sasha didn’t hug them goodnight like she usually loved to do but made sure to make physical contact with them as she made the painful journey up the stairs to her room, doing her best to mask her pain. She didn’t want to worry them anymore than she’s already done.

Sasha’s back was jacked up because Alexa botched the ladder toss and Sasha had went to the hospital instead of the trainers office. Nothing was broken this time but she’d be feeling that mistake for the better part of two weeks.

She'd called Stephanie during the cab ride back to the arena and ultimately got her ass chewed out for ghosting everyone. But once she informed the WWE heiress of her whereabouts and after Sasha filled in her boss about her condition, Stephanie was beyond pissed that one of her biggest stars was unnecessarily injured...and will be away from TV for two damn weeks.

Sasha would say she felt sorry for Alexa but she didn’t. She really didn’t.

Sasha managed to get undressed completely as their home on wheels began to pick up speed and was well on its way to their next destination. Even though the windows were darkly tinted, Sasha closed the curtains anyway because the less sun the better for her immediate health.

Sasha was too exhausted to put on more clothes, so she just slipped into bed naked and the cool silk sheets felt like ice cold heaven on her back. Quickly finding her sweet spot, Sasha sprawled out near the middle of her bed and she was half asleep thanks to her pain medication beginning to kick in. though before she could completely drift off, a soft knock on her bedroom door brought her back to the surface of consciousness.

She grunted the best she could and whoever was on the other side took it as permission to enter and she wasn’t at all surprised to see Charlotte’s silhouette slipping into her dark room and shutting the door behind her.

Sasha quietly watched Charlotte slipped off her own shirt through half lidded eyes, leaving her in just a pair of briefs.

Sasha didn’t bother moving as the taller woman slipped into bed with her, “ Charlie… tired.”

“Ssh. I know. Go to sleep, pipsqueak. I’m taking the first watch tonight.”

Sasha groaned, rolling her eyes behind closed eyelids, “Stephanie called you, didn’t she?”

Charlotte hummed, getting comfortable on her side, facing Sasha, “Yes and don’t think we will let you get away with not telling us.”

“It’s a moderate concussion.”

“That could get worse,” Charlotte answered tightly, but forced her worry and frustration to the back burner in her mind, “Now sleep, I’ll be waking you up soon.”

Sasha didn’t even have the energy to say anything else, and she was out like a light seconds later.

Sasha woke up all on her own this time, and not because one of the other horsewomen invaded her bed to wake her up every hour to make sure she didn’t have brain damage.

Sasha didn’t remember who was waking her up all through the night but she remembered snapping at someone before they kissed her to shut her up. The only person she knows who frequently likes to do that is Bayley.

Sasha blinked, shifting slightly and winced at the sun rays that were peeking through her dark curtains.

Sasha felt a hand on her bare stomach beneath the sheets, fingers lightly scratching at her skin just below her belly button. She recognized that hand because it had a certain callousness to it. She could always tell her alphas apart without even having to smell or see them.

Sasha opened her eyes slowly, and sure enough, her favorite firecracker was laying right there. The older woman was practically on top of Sasha as she rested her head on an upturned palm, watching the muted TV across the room.

Becky hadn't realized that Sasha was awake yet and the younger woman took the time to observe Becky. She was so beautiful and so strong in and out of the squared circle. It was just her personality, she was literally a lass kicker twenty-four seven and she was always there to protect them. Either from themselves or outside forces, Becky was always the first one high diving into a fight just like Bayley.

Sasha shifted closer to Becky, whimpering when her back rubbed roughly against the sheets, and she cursed Alexa Bliss for the millionth time in twenty-four hours.

The movement and whimper immediately pulled Becky’s full attention, and she turned her head to look down at Sasha with a soft smile.

“Mornin’ love, how's it?”

“God, I don’t ever wanna work with Bliss again. She’s an idiot.”

Becky made a small noise of agreement, eyes narrowing dangerously, “Yeah, well, one of us three will be havin’ some choice words for that one come Monday.”

Sasha smiled and eyes falling shut again, “I’m sorry I worried you guys yesterday, I didn’t trust the trainers to tell me right from wrong and I was high on adrenaline and went straight to the ER because something didn’t feel right.”

Becky nodded, “It’s alright, we know and we get it. We’ve had time to cool off love, just next time give one of us a warnin', yeah? Or maybe invite us along... you have a phone for a reason.”

“Yeah.” Sasha agreed softly, and accepted the quick but loving kiss from Becky.

“Bay made breakfast if you’re up for it, you gotta get moving around.”

Sasha didn’t want to but she knew that had to because Becky was right. Slowly, Sasha pushed away the covers covering her naked body, shivering from both the cold air hitting her warm skin and the subtle but hungry look in Becky’s eye.

Sasha tried to ignore both as she slowly rolled onto her side, turning her back to Becky and she heard a deep growl and Becky immediately held Sasha still with a firm hand on her hip.

Becky took a moment to really get a good look at the damage and felt her anger boiling. She was the only one who had yet to see Sasha’s back. To really get a good look at the dozens of thin lacerations and bruises that lay there. Becky knew one thing for sure. Alexa Bliss’ days were numbered.

“Becky?” Sasha called over her shoulder softly when Becky was quiet too long, “Help me up?”

“Okay, love. Come on now, up and at ‘em.” Becky forced a smile, masking her anger, Sasha didn’t need to see that from her right now. Expelling calm and reassuring pheromones for their omega, Becky began to carefully help Sasha out of bed.

Downstairs…

Sasha was literally sitting in Becky’s lap and they were sharing a plate of food on the sofa and watching TV, it was raining outside and Charlotte and Bay were sitting on the other sofa having a movie session.

They were both watching Indiana Jones, something neither Sasha or Becky really had an interest in. But once they finished their shared breakfast they were under their own heavy blanket on the sofa with Sasha’s back to Becky’s front.

The native Irish Woman had a strong arm wrapped tight around Sasha. Sasha managed to roll over and Becky shifted until she was on her back with Sasha literally snuggled on top of her with her face buried into her neck like a damn koala.

And it wasn’t long before the love and security had Sasha fast asleep yet again.

Sasha was miserable. Her back was a hot mess and she could barely do anything because the aches were too sharp and painful, so she had to rely on her three Alphas to help her do literally anything. It was frustrating.

But since Charlotte and Bayley we’re stuck doing promos and press conferences, it was just her and Becky for a few hours, not that Sasha minded. She loved her Alphas so much but all three of them hovering over her could get a little overwhelming very quickly.

At the moment, Sasha was in Charlotte’s room because she didn’t feel like climbing the stairs, while Becky was out getting them something to eat from wherever. Sasha was lying in the middle of The Queen’s bed wearing one of Charlotte’s favorite sweatshirts that was covered in her scent. She'd be stealing this one too.

Sasha also had a bunch of Charlotte’s pillows laying around her like a little nest and she was watching Court TV. She was just laying there comfortably as she could especially with the pain medication for her back working their magic.

Becky finally returned to their massive tour bus with a bag full of Sasha’s favorites and a giant smile. When she entered the living room area, Sasha wasn’t where she had left her. Becky took a quick sniff and tracked Sasha to Charlotte’s room.

Becky paused in the doorway, smiling and Becky pulled out her phone to take a picture and sent it to Charlotte and Bayley. Sasha was knocked out cold and hugging one of Charlotte's body pillows. Becky set the food down on the nightstand and kicked off her sneakers, ditched her jeans and tucked herself comfortably behind Sasha. Careful not to press too hard on her back.

Becky sighed and went to sleep herself.

When Becky came back to the land of the living her senses weren’t greeted with the scent she fell asleep with. Instead the owner of the bed was directly behind her, typing away on her laptop.

Becky sat up slightly, eyesight still a little bleary as she gazed at the other alpha. “Wha...where’s our omega? She okay?”

Charlotte nodded, smiling softly, “Mmhm. She’s in the kitchen with Bayley, making cookies I think.”

Becky’s stomach growled, “Damn...I can’t have any.”

“Yeah you can, they’re trying out this plant based vegan cookie recipe Bayley got from Maryse a few weeks ago.”

Becky blinked a few times, Maryse can cook?, “Sasha shouldn’t really be up with her back bothering her, she’s…”

Charlotte looked up from whatever it was that she was typing to look at her best friend, “Calm down, Beck, she’s fine, Bayley is gonna make sure she’s fine. Besides, we don't want her getting too restless. She's not in danger mixing batter and baking cookies.”

Becky huffed but relaxed anyway making Charlotte smile before she went back to her laptop and Becky picked up the remote so she could channel surf until she just settled on ESPN.

After a while, Becky and Charlotte heard loud laughter coming from the kitchen, automatically identifying it as Sasha.

“How was it today?”

“Hectic as usual.” Charlotte sighed heavily, shaking her head causing a few blonde strands to fall from the bun she wore, “Stephanie had us doing promos literally right after those two press conferences.”

“Christ that woman is a workaholic, when did ya get back in?”

“An hour ago.” Charlotte answered absentmindedly, her focus was on the screen of her laptop and Becky was tempted to lean over and be nosy but she knew better. That was a pet peeve of Charlotte's and Becky didn't have the energy to pick at the other Alpha right now so she went back to watching TV. A few minutes later, Charlotte sighed again but it was a little more alleviated than the previous one as she closed her laptop and set it aside.

Becky looked over at the blonde curiously, eyebrow raised, “What's up with ya and the laptop?”

Charlotte gave Becky a look that the Irishwoman knew all too well that it meant someone's day was about to get ruined, “It was a petition.”

“A...what?” Becky's wide confused eyes tracked Charlotte as she got up from the bed and walked towards her bedroom door, “Wait...a petition for what?”

Charlotte opened the door and turned back to Becky, “Let's just say that we won't have to deal with Bliss ever again...and I think the cookies are done. You better bring your ass before they eat them all. Again.”

"A petition though? That's it?!"

Charlotte shrugged, "More like a scathing email to management. A very long one...besides, it's better than us jumping Bliss in some empty room...and probably going to jail. We won't be any good to Sasha in jail, right?"

"I..."

"Exactly." Charlotte winked and left the room.

Becky glanced at the laptop sitting on Charlotte's bedside table and the door that was left wide open a few times. Her brain took a moment to process that, yet again, Charlotte beat her to the damn punch. “Sonuvabitch. There goes my murder plan.”

FIN

#4hw fanfic #sasha x charlotte x bayley x becky #sasha banks x charlotte flair #bayley x becky lynch #becky lynch x charlotte flair #sasha banks x becky lynch

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