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Live Fast Die Beautiful| D. Ambrose

Chapter 1 Introduction

Cincinnati Ohio, December 31, 2000

Paul Levesque was a man that rarely got surprised but when his high school sweetheart called him out of the blue to inform him that they had an almost 16-year-old daughter that needed her father.

He was surprised. Surprised, livid, and a little hurt.

He had thought that Lynette would have told him that she was pregnant and that he was the father, he would have given up everything to be a father to their child.

But he never gave her the chance too, instead, he dumped her and moved on to his wrestling and bodybuilding career.

A choice he made and a choice that made him happy for so many years and now he was in a run-down part of town walking into a local strip club where his daughter Jaycee was working, his heart broke as white-hot anger boiled up in his stomach.

His almost 16-year daughter was running clad in a plaid schoolgirl mini skirt and a white button-down shirt tied under her bust.

He couldn't believe that her mother would let her do stuff like this. That was the Lynette he knew.

"Can I help you?" She asked placing an empty drink tray on her hip as she neared the couple.

"Are you Jaycee?" Stephanie McMahon, Paul’s girlfriend, asked laying her hand on her boyfriend's forearm, her blue eyes on the blonde.

"I am, who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Stephanie McMahon. And this is Paul Levesque."

"Okay," Jaycee said she was unimpressed by her statement. Usually, when couples came in there she would have been taking them into a private room for the private show. Not she knew that was exactly what happened. Rosie and the other girls kept her in the dark about it. And she was almost thankful for it.

"I am your father," Paul said, finally finding his voice as he shrugged his leather jacket off before he stepped forward and wrapped it around her shoulders to cover her up.

"My father?" She asked with her laughter lacing her statement, "I don't have a father. My mother told me that my father flaked out on us when she was pregnant with me."

Paul shook his head folding his beefy arms across his chest.

"Can we talk about this somewhere private?" Stephanie asked, she could see some of the patrons looking at them almost interested in what was going on. She was taking it as if not many people were here to see Jaycee that she was just there to work and be a faceless pretty face.

"Yeah," Jaycee muttered, pushing her dirty blonde locks back. She went over to the bar and sat the tray down. She came back hugging her father's jacket to her body. "We can go into the dressing room, we are slow right now all the girls are out on the floor." She said softly, she dropped out of school and had picked up even more extra shifts to help cover her mother's ever-growing pile of medical bills.

The pile that gave her heartburn every time she saw it.

She curled up on the feather boa covered armchair. "How long have you been working here?" Stephanie asked, scrunching up her nose as she leaned against one of the makeup tables.

"About 4 months." She answered, "my mom's in the hospital with advanced-stage breast cancer. My best friend Rosie's uncle owns the place. He lets me bus tables or work at the bar to help pay the bills." She shook her head, she knew that was a lie she had been working there for over a year and whatever money she got went directly to her mother's pimp and he delegated what bills if any got paid.

Stephanie looked at Paul and saw the swirling range of emotions in his eyes and knew she had to be the one to carry on the conversation with the young girl.

"Why not look for Paul?" Stephanie asked.

"Mom told me he took off before she even got a chance to tell him about me. We have lived in the east end for as long as I can remember." She said, chipping some of the black nail polish off of her thumb, "about 2 years ago I met Rosie and her group of friends and they took me in and took care of me. They are my family." She played with a small star charm that hung on a silver chain around her neck.

"I am your family." Paul said his voice low and starchy with emotion.”We want you to come live with us.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She asked, her eyebrow raising. Who the hell did this guy think he was? “Just because you say you are my father doesn’t mean shit. You haven’t been around for the last 15 years, what makes you think you will actually be around now?”

“Because I said so.” He said angrily.

“We said so.” Stephanie corrected.

“Who the hell are you to him?” She asked standing up leaving the baggy leather jacket on the chair.

“I’m his girlfriend.”

Jaycee shook her head, angry tears forming in her eyes as she folded her arms across her chest, “Why bother coming after me when it’s pretty obvious that you are going to marry her and have your own family with her.”

A family she could already tell she wasn’t going to fit in too. She would rather just stay where she was and try to survive.

“Excuse me.” She said stepping out of the back exit and going down the short flight of stairs.

Stephanie turned to Paul who who was frowning heavily. “You still want her to come to with us back to Stanford.”

“I do. I want her to have a good life and not be in this shit hole. If she ends up hating me then so be it.”

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After finding out that the truth about their budding relationship with Chris Jericho and Christian Cage was all a sham. A bet. Trish Stratus and Lita find out that they have a lot more in common than just being played.

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About A Girl| WWE|1

@prettyinpayne | @ohnoitsthebat

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This is going to be set after they find out about the bet leading up to and after the 2003 Battle of the Sexes. Also, I am going to kind of ignore the relationship Lita had with Matt Hardy. And that’s mostly because I can’t stand Matt Hardy. This is also going to be the first very short story (10 chapters) in Ajay Reso (Ashton Hardcastle) ‘s series. And the second story in Scotlynn McMahon’s series. Also, I'm making the bet happening outside of kayfabe too.

Chapter 1: I Can’t Believe It

Trish Stratus shook her head as she paced the length of the crowded locker room, tears still clear in her eyes that were fixed on the floor. She couldn’t believe that this whole time she was being played like a damn fool. That the relationship and feelings that she had for Jericho and that he had for her were all a fucking bet. A plaything, a means to an end. She shook her head and clenched her fists as she kept pacing.

“T, would you relax?” Her redhead counterpart Lita said from where she was sitting on the bench, “They are men there is no reason to get so damn upset about it.”

“How can you be so relaxed about this?” The Canadian asked more distress than before.

“I am not. I’m pissed as hell about it but acting like this and crying over them isn’t going to do anything.” She said standing and folding her arms, “Does it suck that we got played for a fucking Canadian dollar? You’re damn right it does. I hate that they did this to us. They took advantage of our feelings and the whole world saw it.”

Trish nodded her head leaning against the nightstand, “What do we do then?” “We get even babe, we get even.”

Trish nodded her head raising her eyes to look at her.

Lita pushed her fingers through her fiery red hair and licked her lips. She wasn’t quite sure what they would do to get even but she sure the hell was going to try to make this better.

By any means necessary. Even if that meant calling Ashton, Christian’s younger sister, to try and talk sense into her brother or even Jericho. Both of them listened to her for the most part.

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Anger was burning through Christian Cage as he shoved his items back into his bag.

“How the hell did they find out about this? I thought we were more careful about this.” “We were!” Chris Jericho stressed.

“Then how the hell did they find out?” Jericho shrugged, “I have no idea, they are women, they are sneaky.”

Christian let out an angry sigh as he yanked the zipper up on his bag, “Well now everything is ruined.”

“It’s not ruined, we just need to get them back. It can’t be that hard.” Jericho commented, folding his arms across his chest, “They will be easy to win back into our favor. We just have to woo them back.”

Christian turned to look at him, how could he say that? There was no way they could easily woo them back into their arms. They were pissed and pissed at them for doing this.

“It’s not going to work and you know it.” He said, “We are in deep shit. At least Bischoff is on our side about this. And we can use that to our advantage.”

Chris shook his head as he moved away from his friend; there was no way they were going to forgive them. No way.

“Don’t get him involved, he will hold it over our heads for the rest of our careers.”

Christian grinned and patted his shoulder before walking out of the locker room to talk to Raw's general manager.

Bischoff may be sleazy but at least he knew how to get things done. And he hated Trish and Lita almost as Christian did right then.

He would be a good ally going forward whether Jericho saw it that way or not. Seeing Trish and Lita exit the locker room, he paused and smirked.

At the end of the day, he was still going to win the bet and seal the deal with Lita.

Feeling his eyes on her, Lita glared at him and pushed him roughly. Trish followed steps behind her, scoffing as she passed.

He turned his head watching them walk, then walking like this was only making him want it more.

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Lita waited until she heard the shower turn on and she picked up her phone and scrolled through the contacts until she found Ashton's contact information and pressed the button, it rang once, twice then, “Hey Li, give me a second.’ The background noise went quiet and she came back, “sorry I'm just getting ready to go back home and the dorm is crowded.” The former Queen of Extreme had forgotten that the younger Reso sibling had started her first semester at Northwestern that summer and put her wrestling aspirations on hold. “What's up?”

“Have you talked to your brother lately?”

“Which one?” There was an underlying amount of hurt in her voice, and the older woman felt like a tool, both Christian and Ajay had been informed that they had a younger half-brother and possibly a younger half-sister. The older sibling had turned more devious, more selfish. And Ashton, she wasn’t sure about. Edge, whom she had been in contact with while he was out on injury mentioned that she had almost shut down and then went to Ohio with her roommate and a couple of her friends but the results were unknown even to Edge whom she told everything to. “How are you doing with that? “

“Lita, which brother?”

“The one that you share a mother with.”

“No, I have been busy with finals. What happened?”

“They placed a bet on who would bed Trish or me first.”

“They did what?”

“For one Canadian dollar.”

Ashton let out a disbelieving laugh, “A goddamn Canadian dollar? Are you kidding me? You are so out of his league.” Lita smirked, she knew getting the younger girl involved in this was a good idea. “What do you need me to do?”

#ash writes #oc: ajay reso #wwe fan fiction #wwe imagines #christian cage fan fiction #christian cage imagines #chris jericho fan fiction #christ jericho imagines #trish stratus fan fiction #trish stratus imagines #lita fanfic #lita fan fiction

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Better Than Ever

Randy doesn't call himself "Daddy" for nothing...

Randy Orton x Fem Reader | 18+ ONLY, NSFW, smut | 2k words

a/n: This one is for my good sis, @harlem11680. 💛

Happy reading! Read my other stories here, if you'd like. ✨

It was never easy to be apart from Randy, the man you cared about deeply, but you couldn't put your life on hold and stay with him in Missouri. While he never asked or required it, you were tempted to, however, because it wasn't like he was on vacation. He had a back injury that was gnarly enough to keep him away from work and away from you for months.

But as his on and off again girlfriend, and former manager of his tag team, RK-Bro, you stayed in touch enough that it soothed the aching distance between you. The last time you saw Randy was a few months ago when Raw came to his state. It had been a fun visit, as usual, one that started with him hugging and kissing you before he made you dinner and ended with him in your mouth for dessert as he reclined on his sofa, his big hand softly fondling the back of your head.

You and Randy were somewhere between best friends and lovers...and the lovers' part always took over when you were around each other. Yet you were hesitant to push him to do anything that put a strain on his back, something he would fight you on but you weren't hearing it. You were satisfied with his mouth on you, your mouth on him, or his fingers in you.

But you'd be a liar if you said you didn't miss that big ass dick. Both of them as Randy could be a loveable dick that made you laugh. He did so now as he gazed at you through his iPhone camera as you FaceTimed the day before you had a flight to Survivor Series—the first show he would work in nearly two years since his injury.

"You kiss your mother with that mouth? All I said was watch your tone." His devilish grin pulled at his lips as he questioned why you spat a playful fuck you at him when he declared he was ready to blow your back out...and then you declared in a haughty voice that you'd like to see him try.

"And I said what I said," you reiterated with your pouty lips and made him snort a giggle at your pretty face on his screen. "So, when are you getting into town? Where are you staying?"

"Around nine in the morning. And you ask me that like I'm not staying with you between those legs," Randy replied with that grin still on his handsome face. It was partly covered by his black hoodie pulled over his head as he sat in what looked like a Starbucks in his background.

"Why are you so comfortable being naughty in public like this?" you asked with a smile of your own taking over your face as you lounged in your hotel bed.

"I wrestle half-naked on live television, babe. I'm not new to this, I'm true to this," Randy said with a flick of his tongue on his lips. Couldn't argue with him on that, you figured. Instead, you invited him to the hotel in Illinois that you booked for tomorrow. When he showed up in a different hoodie, all red that matched with his sweats that showed off his goods, he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your lips before you could finish saying hello.

"You missed me?" you murmured against his mouth and reached your hands up to nestle the sides of his face. You kissed him as his hands ran down your back and over your thick ass.

"Damn right...missed all of this," Randy growled as he cupped and squeezed your cheeks which were barely covered by your fluffy, white robe that bunched up in his huge hands. You had just got out of the shower in hopes that you'd have time to freshen up before he arrived, and he got here earlier than you expected.

But you weren't complaining as Randy's soft lips kissed along your jaw and neck to make you growl back. You missed all of him, too, like his warm, strong body up on you as he lifted you into his arms. He kept his grip on your ass as you circled his waist with your thighs, falling deeper into his warmth, his familiar, tonka bean cologne just as warm as it filled your nostrils. It made you moan more as his tongue curled on your spot on your neck before he sucked it.

"You sure—mmmm—you sure you can carry me?" you whispered, half-joking and half-worrying about his back. You knew he was healed and ready for ring action, but deep down you feared you'd jinx him by fooling around so close to the event.

But he carried you effortlessly while walking straight to the queen-sized bed towards the center of your large suite. Your distracted hum from his mouth yanked a chuckle out of him as he carefully laid you on your back and yanked open your robe.

"You're still trying me with that shit, babe?" Randy's low, slightly gruff tone dropped even lower as he slid his fingers onto your waist, your eyes catching his blue ones that flashed with an impish fire in them. He flipped you onto your stomach with your naked lower half exposed as his fingers continued to rub you down and scoop you up by your hips to put you on your knees. You felt yourself tremble in his hands from his warmth again, this time it was his breath as it kissed your pussy lips before he did and purred to it, "My back is better than ever...and you're about to find out after I eat this pussy."

His tongue shot out to part your slick lips that he made slicker with his long laps over your clit and little hole before he spat on it. Your mouth smudged to the downy comforter beneath you that absorbed your moans from Randy's lengthy licks that suckled and pulled you closer to a shivering climax out of nowhere. You trickled down his prickly bearded chin as he tasted you for the first time in months, every last drop.

"This pussy is still so sweet...and so soft," Randy groaned behind you as he gently pushed his thick, middle finger into the mess he made of your gushy folds already. You were trying to come down from your high but he kept you lifted, your body still flinching with a delicious afterglow, as he pumped and twirled his digit within you, and then another, no doubt preparing you for the sweet stretch of his dick that you craved.

You could just hear over your moans Randy's sweatpants hitting the floor and condom foil ripping open. You tried to lift your head to see him and his bare, perfect body but you only saw his hand that swept your hair from your face before he pinned you to the bed by the back of your neck as he stood. You moaned preemptively, knowing what was next before you felt it: The very thick, smooth head of Randy's dick pressing to your hole as he slowly sunk himself inside you.

"Goddamn, Daddy," you hissed as he took his time working himself to the back of your pussy, his free hand fastened to your right hip as his hips rocked until you felt his warm body against you. It had been a while since he had you like this, sprawled out beneath him as he hit with luscious backshots in you that had you whining like it was your first time.

"What, babe? You can't take Daddy in them guts?" Randy's grunts touched your ear as your moans teetered into screams with his body bumping onto your ass with each long, pounding thrust.

"I can take it..." you replied in a raspy whisper, but you were half-lying. You felt him so deep, so snug and nudged up in your walls, that you felt dizzy. But you also felt so turned on, so hot and desperate to cum on his dick, that you reached a hand between your thighs to tease your clit. You heard Randy moan at the sight of you and you moaned back, "Mmm, fuck me, baby...make me cum for you again."

"How do you want it? Like this...?" Randy slipped his hand on your neck to grasp your left hip as he tugged you closer and on your feet to the carpet, suddenly feeling even deeper as he threw rapid thrusts into you that left your head spinning. Your moans were panting and made him smack his hand to your left ass cheek which made those pants spike into a yelp. Yet that didn't satisfy him so he switched it up yet again...

"Or like this?" He stripped you of your robe which was barely hanging on at this point and rolled you back onto the bed, joining you and sitting on his knees as he held your thighs to his chest. As Randy carefully slid back in, his thumb slid over your clit as he put his back into it then, steady pounding with drawn-out thrusts that would draw out your orgasm in no time, he knew it. That dick digging right on your g-spot, his thumb caressing your sweetest spot with soft zigzags that made you twitch on his dick and cry out to him. "Yeah, that's it, babe. This is how you want Daddy to make you cum, huh?"

"Fuck yeeees, unhhhh," you cried again as you watched him watch you as he fucked you. His piercing eyes were all over your body, all over your breasts that bounced with every stroke—strokes that made his abs flex and glisten with light sweat as he put in that work to break you down from the inside out. You wanted to keep your eyes on his as they met yours but you squeezed them shut the moment your orgasm snatched you up, your hands snatching up the sheets around you.

"Say my name," Randy commanded with his weight pressing down on you as he leaned over, your toes pressing to the headboard. You were already finding it challenging just to breathe, yet he was persistent with his deep strokes that pounded it out of you as he repeated, "Say. My. Name."

"Randy, mmmmm, fuck!"

"Say...it...right."

"Unhh, Daddy..."

"Daddy knows how to take care of this sweet pussy...right, baby?" Randy cooed to you as you creamed on his dick and nodded your head the best you could as he staggered your body. You heard that telltale snag in his sexy tone that he was closer than you realized, and you watched his gorgeous face twist with a moan before he huskily groaned, "God, you feel perfect..."

"Don't hold back. I want you to cum, please," you begged as your hands gripped his strong forearms that boxed in your body under his. He gave you only a few more strokes before he went rigid, holding himself deep within you as he came and pushed moan after moan from you both. You thought you saw stars surround his face as he brought it to yours to kiss your lips, pulling your legs down to rest on his thighs as he cradled your waist in his hands.

Randy didn't pull out until you stopped shaking, but thankfully his kisses didn't stop as he pulled the condom off to tie and toss into the waste bin by the nightstand. You felt his kisses fall on your shoulder before he pulled away to look at you huffing, worn down as your body glowed with pleasure from him giving you the best sex you've had...well, ever.

You hid half your face in the pillow as you looked back at him with a coy smile as he proved you wrong and left you speechless: His back didn't slow him down not one bit.

He checked the time on his phone that he fished from his pants on the floor before he smirked back at you. That's when Randy tipped his chin and remarked, "Got a few hours before call time. Want to test my back again? Because that was just a warm-up, baby..."

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I am so sorry about the wait with some of the stories updates, I am slowly getting back into wrestling and started writing my WWE stories again. I will be hopefully posting some new stuff soon.

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Never Ever After|2| John Cena

I am finally getting around to updating and posting again, school and work have been kicking my ass. But here we go. Jaycee who is mentioned in this chapter is from Live Fast Die Beautiful and the daughter of Triple H and one point she is also engaged to John's best friend Randy Orton.

Alicia Fox tapped her finger impatiently on the back of her phone, Rhett's phone number was lit up on the screen along with a smiling picture of the two of them 2 years prior. Ever since she landed in Chicago she wanted to reach out to her and find out how she was doing.

She felt like an awful friend for not staying in contact but things changed. Rhett had changed, she had gone from this open, happy loving girl to this guarded, sad person. Someone who almost reminded those closest to her of her older brother Punk. It was disheartening to see how quickly she changed. And then one day she was just gone.

The apartment that she lived in Tampa was emptied and cleaned out and her phone number was changed and the only reason why she got the new one was that AJ Lee her sister-in-law had given it to her.

Saying that she needed a friend especially after they found out she was pregnant and going through everything alone. And she did reach out and try to be there for Rhett and for the baby, but she was jealous because she wanted a baby and wanted to do what Rhett was doing.

The vibrating of her phone shook her out of her thoughts, 'I was just going to call you." she said as a way of greeting her friend. "I must have read your mind then. I heard you have a title match tonight."

"I do. Anyway, I can talk you into coming down and watching it backstage?" She wasn't too hopeful, it was always an automatic rejection. "Sure, PJ is with April and Punk for the night anyways, it will do me good to get out of the house."

"Wait! Really?"

"Yeah, why not?"

Alicia was surprised, this was the last thing she ever thought Rhett would agree to it especially after how things ended with the WWE and her older brother.

"You know Punk doesn't control what I do. I left on my own accord and I can come back on my own accord. Besides I miss my friends."

"And John?"

Rhett was silent. She didn't want to admit out loud that she missed John, and that the feeling had gotten worse after she had seen him at Nat's place. She couldn't do it. "Nikki is going to be here though."

"I don't care Foxy, I really don't. Me wanting to be there has nothing to do with John or Nikki. He made his choice and I made mine."

"And being a single mom was it?"

"In this case, yes, there is nothing I wouldn't do for that little boy."

Alicia laughed softly, "I get it. I just can't believe you are a mom." "I couldn't believe it either. Not until he was one."

"Who are you talking to Fox?" Nikki Bella asked coming into the women's locker room, her twin sister Brie following behind her.

"Rhett." Nikki pulled a face, that was the last person she would have expected the former champion to be talking to.

"I will be there in about half an hour."

"Okay, call me when you get here and I will come meet you." Alicia said before hanging up her phone.

"I can't believe you are still talking to her."

"She is my friend. And she had no one after she left."

"Well, she deserves it."

"Deserves it? She deserved to get her heartbroken?" Natalya asked from where she was sitting, she had heard most of the conversation and couldn't help but add her two cents to it, "You only saw what you wanted to see with it Nik, Rhett, she really and truly loved John. And no offense but you kind of ruined it for her."

Nikki rolled her eyes, she didn't think that Rhett and John were that serious when they first met, given that he ended up marrying another woman and then cheating on her with her. She didn't regret what happened.

Not in the slightest.

She got what she wanted and she was happy about that. **

John came out of his private locker room to do an interview with Jaycee Helmsley and froze seeing Rhett standing between Alicia Fox and Nattie smiling.

A sight he hadn't seen in a long time and it actually warmed his heart seeing it. He didn't realize how much he missed her until he saw her earlier. His feet started leading them to the trio against his will, "Rhett."

"John." She returned a smile playing on her lips, "I brought some pictures of JP for you."

"Girl, what are you doing?" Alicia asked lowly in her ear. She lifted one shoulder up and dropped it quickly, she honestly didn't know what she was doing or what she was thinking grabbing those pictures.

Deep down she knew it was the right thing to do. He deserved to see his son and possibly have a relationship with him. She wasn't going to let her feeling stand in the way of them having a relationship.

"Go to my locker room, I have to do an interview real quick and we can talk about our son afterwards." The former Diva nodded her head the smile that had been playing on her lips broke out fully.

"Rhett, be careful." Nattie hissed, she knew it was going to be ugly if Nikki found out one about Rhett being in John's locker room alone with him and two that they had a son. Something that he had refused to even talk about with her.

"Always am."

#ash writes #wwe fan fiction #wwe imagines #john cena fan fiction #john cena imagines #oc rhett brooks #oc: rhett brooks cena #series: never ever after

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Coming Soon: From The Damage| Jeff Hardy

*Title taken from one of my favorite O-Town songs*

Summary: There has always been lingering feelings between Jeff Hardy and the younger sister of Shane Helms, Carmicheal. And she has always been there when he needed her, but now it was changing it when she starts managing The Miz and John Morrison and finding herself outside the Carolina crew, he falls apart and starts using more and more before hitting rockbottom.

Jeff Hardy/ Carmichael Helms

John Morrison/ Carmichael Helms

The Miz/Carmichael Helms

Rated M for Adult themes, drug use, thoughts of unaliving self.

first chapter will be posting May 14. (end of my school semester)

#ash writes #oc: carmicheal helms #series: from the damage #jeff hardy fan fiction #jeff hardy imagines #wwe fan fiction #wwe imagines

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Hard Knock Life| Dean Ambrose

This is the first part of my Dean Ambrose/ Jon Moxley series, that i have been working on forever and I just finally decided to finish writing it.

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Hard Knock Life

Word count 697

Cincinnati Ohio 2000

One shot prequel to Live Fast Die Beautiful which has nothing to do with One for The Money, that is a what if au story that has bugged me for months. This is her first story. I only own Jaycee and Rosie and any other girls that are mentioned in this story.

Rated T for language.

Jaycee Grayson followed her mentor from Baby Doll strip club into a party that was already rocking.

She frowned and tugged on Rosie's hand, "Rose." She whined. She didn't want to be there but she had nowhere else to go. Her mother's pimp had made advances on her and when she shut him down he threw her out of the apartment her mother could barely afford. With no home and no hope she turned to Rosie who took her under her wing and got her hired with at her uncle's gentleman’s club.

"Don't whine baby girl." She said stopping her stride and looking at her, "you need friends."

Jaycee's blue eyes looked over her shoulder at the party then back at her,"fine. Fine. Just don't lose me in the crowd." She caved.

"Good girl." Rosie smiled smoothing Jaycee's blonde curls over her shoulders then she pinched her cheeks to get some color into them.

She slapped her hands away from her cheeks smiling, “Stop Ro, I am fine.” And for the first time since she had started working Baby Doll Club she felt it. She felt like something was finally going right in her life.

Rosie pulled her into the house and grabbed a red solo cup that was filled to the brim with amber colored beer. She past it to Jaycee before grabbing another one before pulling her deeper into the house. Jaycee sat down on the couch and pulling off her warm jacket and sat down sipping her drink.

Rosie glanced over at her and nodded her head smiling softly before yelling for a boy closer to her age, "Jon come here!" Jonathan Moxley who had just stepped into the kitchen grinned, his dimples popping out, "what?" "Come here stud! I have someone I want you to meet." He nodded his head picking up a beer and walking over to the couch, "who's she?" "This is my new girl, Jaycee. Jaycee this is Jon. Jon, Jaycee." Rosie introduced smirking. The younger girl wiped her hand on her jeans and held her hand out to him. He looked at her then at her hand, he shook it briefly before dropping down on the couch next to her. Rosie winked at them before disappearing into the crowd.

"So you are a dancer huh?" He asked. "Yeah." She answered shyly taking another sip of her beer, "It's good money, and it's going to help pay my mom's medical bills." She had rambled on not caring if he asked or cared why she did it. It was a nervous habit, she just kept talking and didn't stop until she realized she had said too much. He turned and looked at her. "She got fired from her job for taking too many sick days. She has advanced stage breast cancer." She glanced out of the corner of her eye at him. He cleared his throat after taking several sips of his drink, "sorry about the cancer thing." "It's okay." She shrugged her shoulders, "sure it's sad but she hadn't been mother of the year." "Junkie?" She nodded her head, "hooker, dead beat junkie." Jon nodded his head, his mom was the same way. And where they came from dads were rare to have so he didn't bother ask and she didn't bother telling him. Jaycee finished the last few swallows of her beer before she stood and went over to the keg refilling the plastic cup. She seemed to be a okay girl once they got her past her shy stage. And between him and Rosie they could get her out her shy shell and who Jaycee really was.

Rosie looked over at them and caught Jon's eye. He nodded his head, he could handle hanging out with the blonde for a few hours.

#ash writes #oc jaycee levesque #series: live fast die beautiful #wwe fan fiction #wwe imagines #dean ambrose fan fiction #dean ambrose imagines

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reposted from my main account.

Here we go again

@ohnoitsthebat @prettyinpayne

#ash writes #oc: ajay reso #series: stronger than yesterday #wwe fan fiction #wwe imagines #seth rollins fan fiction #seth rollins imagines

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#fanfiction.net #god damn i feel old

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Country Song Fic Requests

I am going to start with 25 for now and then go from there

Some of the songs have names by them but it doesn't mean I won't write another one shot to the same song. I do another list in the morning with other music on it. this is just the music I usually listen to when I am writing

Fandoms I write for:

Top Gun: Maverick: All

Elvis (bio pic)- Elvis

Supernatural: Dean, Sam and Cas

Sons of Anarchy: Jax, Opie, Juice, Chibs, Kozik

Triple Frontier- All

Four Brothers: All

The Mighty Ducks- All

Twilight- The Cullens, Jacob, Bella

Harry Potter- The Weasley Twins, The Golden Trio, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Cedric Diggory

One Chicago: Jay Halstead, Kelly Severide, Matt Casey, Adam Ruzek, Antonio Dawson, Gabby Dawson, Leslie Shay.

The Outsiders- All

The Fast and Furious- All

Band of Brothers- All

WWE- Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, Triple H, Randy Orton, The Usos, Chris Sabin, Alex Shelley, Drew McIntyre, Petey Williams, Roderick Strong, Adam Cole, Kyle O'Reilly, Bobby Fish, Matt Jackson, Nick Jackson

Game of Thrones: Robb Stark, Jon Snow

Lord of the Rings: The fellowship and the Oakensheild company

Law and Order SVU: All

01. Strip It Down- Luke Bryan- Bianca/ Rooster,

02. Little White Church- Little Big Town- Elvis/ Sylvie ,

03. Goodbye Girl- Luke Bryan- Jax/Ryder ,

04. Hey, I am Country Man- Luke Bryan

05. Do I?- Luke Bryan

06. Play It Again- Luke Bryan

07. Someone Else Calling You Baby- Luke Bryan

08. Home Alone Tonight- Luke Bryan

09. Small Town Throwdown- Brantley Gilbert

10, Move- Luke Bryan- Hangman/ Bianca

11. Drunk on You- Luke Bryan

12. Knockin' Boots- Luke Bryan

13. Crash My Party- Luke Bryan

14. Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye- Luke Bryan

15. I Don't Want This Night To End- Luke Bryan

16. My Baby's Guns and Roses- Brantley Gilbert

17. Looking For Blue Eyes- Jesse Colter

18. Bottom's Up- Brantley Gilbert- Lewis Nixon

19. Girl Crush- Little Big Town

20. That's My Kind of Night -Luke Bryan

21. Don't You Want to Stay- Jason Aldean ft Kelly Clarkson

22. Cowboy Take Me Away- Dixie Chicks

23. Achy Breaky Heart- Billy Ray Cyrus

24. Friends In Low Places- Garth Brooks

25. Any Man of Mine- Shania Twain

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Prompt List updated March 27th

I am starting with 70 for now, I may add or change them going forward. but for now these were the ones i had in my notebook. i got all of them off of Pinterest. Some already have names by them but go ahead and request them again if you like the prompt and I can redo them.

Fandoms I write for:

Top Gun Maverick: All

Elvis: Elvis

One Chicago: Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead, Will Halstead, Connor Rhodes, Adam Ruzek

Avengers: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Natasha, Clint Barton, Peter Parker

Triple Frontier: Will Miller and Benny Miller

Four Brothers: Bobby Mercer, Jack Mercer

Sons of Anarchy: Jax Teller, Opie Winston, Juice Ortiz, David Hale,

Fast and Furious: Dom Toretto, Roman Peirce, Brian O'Conner, Letty Ortiz

Band of Brothers: Wild Bill, Babe, Malarkey, Nixon, Winters, Joe Toye

Twilight: All of the Cullens, Jacob Black and Bella Swan

Harry Potter: All

WWE/TNA/AEW/ ROH : Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Chris Jericho, CM Punk, The Young Bucks, Adam Cole, Bobby Fish, Kyle O'Reilly, Roderick Strong, Chris Sabin, Alex Shelley, Randy Orton, Edge, Christian Cage, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Hurricane Helms. Mr. Kennedy

Supernatural- Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Cas

The West Wing: Josh Lyman, Sam Seaborn

Game of Thrones: Robb Stark, Jon Snow, and Sansa Stark

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit: Thorin, Fili, Kili, Bilbo, Legolas, Aragon.

Black Sails: Billy Bones, James Flint, Eleanor, Charles Vane, Anne Bonney, John Silver

Law and Order SVU: All

Hawaii Five-0: All

SWAT: All

Yellowstone: Kayce Dutton, Rip Wheeler, Beth Dutton, Jamie Dutton.

*****

01 “Oh you think I am cute when I am angry? Well get ready because I am about to be gorgeous.”

02. “I can’t lose you again. Can’t you see that? I am not strong enough.”

03. “Marry me’

04. “I’m not jealous.”

05. “Kiss my ass.”

06. “Were you ever gonna tell me?”

07. “Excuse you?”

08. “This is all your fault.”

09. “It’s not fair.”

10. “Game Over, you lose.”

11. “Is she always this obnoxious?” “Oh, she is just getting warmed up.”

12. “We don’t need to control them. We need to unleash them.”

13. “It should have never come to this.”

14. “I’m not a lot of people’s favorite person.”

15. “I shouldn’t have wasted 3 years on someone when Russia could have sent me a good bottle of vodka.”

16. “Can we have this conversation when you aren’t upset?”

17. “Come over here and make me, why don’t ya?”

18. “I am tired of being your secret.”

19. “Mess with them, you mess with me.”

20. “I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.”

21. “ I am coming to get you. Stay there.”

22. “Are you safe?” “I, I don’t know.”

23. “This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”

24. “You are my regret.”

25. “You have to make a choice.”

26. “Put the knife down.”

27. “Jokes on them.”

28. “The way you flirt is shameless.”

29. “With all due respect, I’m going to ignore everything you just said.”

30. “It’s me! It’s me baby! Calm down.”

31. “Have you lost your damn mind?”

32. “Hey, I am here with you. Okay? Always.”

33. “Hold me back.”

34. “You aren’t a bad guy.”

35. “You know we are meant to be.”

36. “Mine.”

37. “Seriously, you are a manchild.”

38. “I get it alright! I fucked up!”

39. “She’s dead! I killed her!”

40. “You smell nice.”

41. “I think I am pregnant.”/ “I am pregnant, not helpless. Stop worrying so much.”

42. “So what if I am jealous? Its not gonna change anything.”

43. “You owe me.”

44. “Be careful.” “I always am.”

45. “Take my jacket, it's cold outside.”

46. “I am not some toy you can play with.”

47. “Just play long. Please.’

48. “I did something terrible.’

49. “Don’t hurt the hair on their head.’

50. “I got your back.”

51. "I told you not to get too close to me."

52. "How long?' "Since the beginning."

53. "Touch her and you're dead."

54. "Baby, we are the law."

55. "Baby, don't make me spell it out. You know I want you."

56. "I will always choose you."

57. "What happened? I told you to stay by my side!"

58. "Don't you dare!"

59. "Well what can I say? I am a badass."

60. "Excuse me, I have to go and make a scene."

61. "Before this happens, I need you to know that I have always loved you." 1

62. "No panties, baby girl?" 1

63. "Well you are coming home with me whether you like it or not."

64. "That looks hard. Let's switch."

65. "Saddle up doll."

66. "Like what you see?"

67. "Don't pretend to be innocent."

68. "You're mine. And I don't share."

69. "Welcome back, now fucking help me."

70. "Don't be an asshole, asshole."

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Never Ever After|1| John Cena

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When The WWE rolls into the Windy City for Payback 2014, John Cena goes against his better judgment and goes sees Rhett Brooks, the one woman that he couldn't get off of his mind. And after seeing her and meeting their son, everything changes and his relationship with Nikki Bella suffers.

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Rhett Brooks sighed pushing her long bangs behind her ears, today was a never-ending day of crap and it had gotten worse when she found that the WWE was in town, a company that she had a love-hate relationship with. And that was mostly due to the way they had treated her and her brother during her short tenure there, the emotions grew deeper when she ended her rocky relationship with now 15-time World Champion John Cena. A relationship she swore she would never get into, she had refused to date wrestlers from the get-go, and yet she found herself drawn into him like a moth to a flame.

A dangerous flame that she ended up getting burned by.

The flame that her brother and Colt had warned her about and warned her about time after time. But she didn't listen, she never did. She liked doing things on her own and a majority of the time she got burned but it was the best way she learned.

"You know if you want something to do. You can always wipe down tables." Rhett's long-time friend Natalie said looking at her.

Rhett turned her attention to her and gave her a tense smile, "If I have too."

Natalie held out a towel for her, "Get to working.'

"Yeah, yeah." She muttered putting the damp towel on the sticky table and started wiping the table down.

The little bell tolling over the door minutes later caused Rhett to pause and look up from what she was doing.

"John." She breathed.

"Hey Rhett, got a minute?"

Terror-filled green eyes went from her former flame to Natalie who nodded her head, she was one of the few people that supported Rhett being with John and trying to follow in her famous big brother's footsteps.

Rhett nodded her head and shakily sat down on the padded chair.

"You look good." John complimented letting his blue eyes trail over her form before sinking down across from her.

"So do you. Skank looks good on you."

"Hey." John said, his demeanor changing quickly.

"Truth hurts doesn't it?" She asked folding her arms under her chest, "You were all serious with me then you cheated on me with Nikki Bella and your high school sweetheart. "

"I am sorry." He started holding his hands up.

"Oh you are sorry that's really rich John! What's next you are going to tell me you are sorry that you missed our child's birth because you were too busy getting her a boob job.' Rhett said, her green eyes flashing.

John's frown deepened, this is not how he wanted this visit to go he wanted to see her and get her out of his head and then go back to his relationship with Nikki.

But now that he saw her he wanted to stay with her and find out about his child and know what she was up to.

"How is our child?"

"Our son JP, is fine, he is with his uncle Punk and Aunt April they are taking him to the hockey game tonight."

"JP?"

"Jonathan Philip. He loves his Uncle Punk." She pulled out her phone and pressed the button showing him the small boy with her piercing green eyes and his dimples and dark blonde hair sitting on his uncle's lap watching a movie.

"He is.'

"He is you." Rhett said, "With parts of his uncles sprinkled in. He is my whole world."

"Does he know about me?" He asked.

Rhett licked her lips and stole a glance at Natalie who nodded her head, "He does know who you are. But he doesn't know you are daddy. You made it clear that you didn't want to be a father and I am not going to force it on you. In fact, you say it all the time on Total Divas with Nikki. Tell me John why is it that you don't want those things with her and you were willing to do it all with me?' She asked folding her arms under her chest.

John lowered his eyes down to the table, he never really had the answer for it. He never did. Nikki asked him all the time about it.

"Does she even know that we have a kid?"

"No." He stared.

"Really rich John. You want to sit there and like you are a good guy but you aren't."

"Because Rhett at the time I could see myself settling down and having a family with you."

Rhett laughed bitterly and raised her eyes to the ceiling. Starting to count the cracks in it. Anything to distract her from the pain that was surfacing again.

"I could. Liz was a mistake, she talked me into marrying her, she found the ring I bought for you and thought it was for her."

Rhett lowered her eyes and looked at him.

"What?'

"Yeah, I was ready to have you move in with me and marry you. I even went as far as to ask your brother for permission.'

A small laugh escaped Rhett's lips, "Oh Punk must have gotten a kick out of that."

"He did, he was protective of his little sister."

"He still is. He was with me when JP was born, he and Colt traded off going with me to doctor's appointments and parenting classes."

"She use to joke that it was their baby and not hers because they were so involved in it." Natalie piped up from behind the counter.

John nodded his head with a slight laugh, "I want to meet him."

"I don't know John, I don't want to get his hopes up, you have Nikki in your life and you are gone 300-plus days a year.'

"Please." He begged, and he tried not to beg often but he knew he had to, he needed to meet his son once and see what he was like.

Rhett shook her head and looked at Natalie again for support but she shrugged her shoulders.

"Please." He repeated looking at her.

She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded her head, "Come by before you leave tomorrow, Punk is bringing him over after the hockey game."

"Thank you, Rhett," he said covering her hand with his ignoring the familiar flip of his heart in his chest.

She pulled her hand away and stood up from the table. “Just don’t make me regret it, John. My son doesn’t need a broken heart and neither do I.”

#ash writes #oc: rhett brooks #john cena fan fiction #john cena imagines #series: never ever after #wwe fan fiction #wwe imagines

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