Speak up

Warnings: mommy kink, edging to overstimulation, manhandling, hair pulling, choking, praise, strap (reader receiving)… I think that’s abt it

thank you to @babybatlover for the idea!!!!

Your moans are shaky and unrestrained as you beg Rhea yet again to just let you cum. “Baby-Rhea- pleaseee!” But, your hungry little whines appeal to Rhea’s sadistic side and she just chuckles lowly, swatting your hand away and continue to kiss and lick and your exposed chest. Rhea was too good with her fingers you mused hazily as she once again hit your g-spot your back bowing off the bed in response. “You can take it sweetheart.” She smirks down at you, the simple action has you biting your lip in need. “My good girl, yeah?” The rumble of her aussie accent has your legs opening just a tiny bit more, allowing her more access to your dripping core. “So fucking easy.” Rhea chides nipping at your collar bone as a giggle slips past your parted lips. Putting on your best pout you look down at her, simpering at the sight of her pleasuring you. “I need you so bad.” You whisper delicately, batting your eyelashes in a ploy to rile her up. 

Rhea was sure you’d be the death of her. 

Especially when the accompanying noise that she drug out of you was so desperate she decided to give you what you wanted. You let out a shriek as she hoisted you closer to her. The effortless display of strength turning you on more than you’d ever admit to her. “Is that a yes- Oh…” you sighed happily as Rhea slipped her strap inside of your gushing cunt. Rhea grinned at your stupefied expression, gripping the sides of your supple hips to pull you easily back down onto her cock.

“This what you needed hmm?” Rhea purrs, moaning as your fingernails dragged down her back. No doubt leaving marks that she’d gladly parade around. “Ye-yeah- oh my goodddd!” Your satisfied mewl only eggs Rhea on as she increases the speed of her hips. “You’re so fucking hot.” Rhea bites out, each word punctuated by a passionate thrust that had you reeling. Your whole body trembles at the confident dominance that Rhea had over you. On their own accord, your legs wrapped around her waist in an attempt to have her even closer to you. “Such a pretty girl,” Rhea continues, her voice still seductively low. A sweet surprised gasp leaves you as her lips ghost along your neck. “My pretty girl.” She clarifies, as her free hand snakes down to play with your clit. 

You swear you see stars at this, your mouth hanging open in filthy pleasure. You’re vaguely aware of the pleased raspy hum Rhea lets out at your state, too wrapped up in her skilled hands that are playing your body so easily. It was like you were made for her. And in her eyes, you were. So as you rocked your hips against her, she paid little mind to the smaller sobs you let out until you said it. “Mommy-hahh-please fuck me…” You froze, your keen trailing off in self consciousness until you looked up at Rhea’s face. Her pupils were fully blown as she looked down at you with a renewed lust. 

“What did you call me?” Rhea murmurs huskily. A darkened look of possessive need covering her sharp features. Her hand trails up to your throat and squeezes addictively. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, your hand resting on top of hers as you flounder for your answer. Rhea quirks her brow at your silence, slowing her hips to a lazy grind. You let out a breathy cry at the loss of stimulation, biting your lip once more as Rhea cups your mandible, tipping your chin up to look at her. 

“Speak up gorgeous,” she says sickeningly sweet as she presses several insistent kisses on any skin she can reach. “And mommy just might fuck you so good that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” Your mouth drops open at her filthy words. The moan that leaves you is absolutely pornographic, and it takes all the restraint that Rhea has to not fuck you into you writhed completely dumb beneath her. 

“I..fuck Rhea…” you trail off embarrassed, your face is bright red and your pathetic whimpers has her grinning down onto you. “Say it.” She says quietly licking a stripe of your neck with a sultriness that has you choking out a low plea. “Mommy,” you moan out brokenly at she starts to thrust into you again. “Oh-holy fuckkkk.” You wail as Rhea presses closer to you, caging her strong arms around you. “There we fucking go,” Rhea grins against your neck, her hand on the inside of your thigh keeping your legs spread wide for her. “So wet for me too.” Rhea hums. You nod vigorously wrapping your arms around her neck as you grin unabashed. “All for you mommy.” You hiccup. Your back arches as she pulls your hips back into hers. “God that’s fucking sexy.” Rhea groans eagerly, the precise push of her hips leaving you breathless.

“Please-please ‘m gonna cum” your shy whimpers have Rhea whining needily into your chest. The tightened coil of arousal that is swirling in your belly is so close to snapping, and with the dirty talked that’s being cooed to you pushes you closer to the edge. “Then come on mommy’s cock baby,” Rhea drawls, dragging her lips across yours. “Make a mess for me to clean up.” You cry out achingly as you cum, chanting Rhea’s name over and over. 

You barely come down from your high as Rhea flips you over dragging your cunt towards her face. Your lip trembles as she begins to lick at your clit. “Rhea?” You gasp out surprised trying to move your hips away from her mouth. She smirks up at you, and you moan at her debauched state, her lips already glistening. “Oh no sweetheart,” Rhea purrs once more, licking around your clit and into your fluttering hole. You yelp at the overstimulation, your hands threading into her long hair. 

“Mommy’s not done with you yet.”

I love this photo so much. It's Rhea Ripley with a fan. They're at Publix. Her boyfriend and fellow pro wrestler Buddy Matthews is in the distance, giving the cameraperson the stinkeye bc nobody asked him for a photo.

— Girl Of My Dreams |R.Ripley

Request - Would you consider writing judgement day or rhea Ripley x reader [platonic but can be romantic if you prefer that] And basically the reader gets betrayed by their tag team partner, and obviously they are devastated because they were really close (think like liv4brutality, for example) — @princessthatcantfuckingsleep 💞

Song for this fic — Girl of my dreams :: Guti

Pairings - Rhea Ripley x Fem!Wrestler!Reader

Warnings — R!getting punched, passing out, crying, Angst + Fluff, Rhea comforting you in the end 🩷 [Lemme know if I missed any]

You looked up at Shayna. She had been your tag team partner for about 5 months. Everything was going smoothly until you two lost the only title chance you guys would have for a while. 

The anger on Shayna’s face told it all. She sneered as she looked down at your broken figure. 

“Why did you tap out? You knew this was the only title chance we have.” She spat at you. 

You knew she was enraged when she combed her fingers through her hair. The same angered expression staying the entire time.

“Look Shayna im sorry— It was just too painful you know-“ You were cut off by a punch. You were dumbfounded, as you put your hand on your forehead. Tears threatening to spill.

Shayna gave you a few more punches before walking out of the ring. A cold expression painting her face. The pain was unbearable. Not only were you hurt, but embarrassed. You knew she would be mad about the loss. But this — this was unexpected.

The camera panned on your tearstained face. The pain clear as day in your expression.

“THIS IS MY BRUTALITY”

The crowd erupted into cheers hearing Rhea’s theme. Ready for what would happen next.

Y/N’s POV

I looked up as I heart the infamous theme song, of Rhea Ripley.

“Well lady’s and gentleman’s we have a sudden visit from non other than Rhea ripley, who has been women’s world champion for a while now. Seemingly undefeated. But what is she doing here?” I heard Michael Cole comment. I was just as confused as everyone else was.

I saw Rhea holding her title as she ran over to the ring, sliding in. I looked up at her standing figure. She scooped me up into her arms. I felt my vision growing blurry, and before I could talk my vision had gone black.

No ones POV

“It appears Y/N has passed out in the arms of the seemingly terrifying, Rhea Ripley.” Michael commented the worry evident in his voice.

Everyone in the arena watched as Rhea carried you backstage. Her title on her shoulder and a worried expression painting her face.

As soon as Rhea had gone backstage people crowded the halls trying to check on you. You had been a favorite to many of the wrestlers. Your bubbly and energetic made you loved by many. And when people saw what had happened— they felt scared and worried about you.

You had a dark purple bruise on your lip and forehead. Rhea had been yelling for everyone to move out the way. She was enraged because of what Shayna did to you. Although She had done the same thing to liv. 

“She needs help move over,” She spoke with an attitude. Pushing pasted the crowds of worried crew members and wrestlers. 

Once she sat you down on the medical bed, she quickly yelled at the medic to help you quickly. Her worry and anger pilling up inside her.

YOUR POV

I squinted my eyes adjusting to the white lights flashed at me. I opened my eyes and tried sitting up, soon feeling a stinging pain on my shoulder. I heard yelling next to me a familiar deep aussie accent.

“Do you not understand she needs help. Look at her look at the condition shes in,” Rhea spoke, pointing down at me. 

She. Was.  Pissed.

“I know ma’am but she’s-“ the medic was cut off by Rhea. 

“No, no “buts” she needs help cant you see-“ 

“Rhea?” I cut rhea off while sitting up. Pain taking over my body. I was confused on why Rhea had carried me backstage. Better yet why she was still here.

Rhea turned to look at me, a small smile forming on her face. 

“Hey, are you feeling any better?” She asked me. It seemed like her mood had taken a 360. The anger she had from before had faded off.

“My head and arms still hurt, but I think I’ll do just fine,” I answered flashing her a sad smile back. We sat in silence for a moment before I spoke again.

“It just hurts what Shayna did to me. I just thought she was different,” I looked up at rhea tears pooling my eyes. 

“It’s gonna be alright. And if it makes you feel better, I’ll be your tag team partner. The fans will love it,” Rhea sat onto the medical bed, pressing a kiss on my forehead. 

“Thank you.” I spoke.  bearying  my head into her neck.

“No problem. Ill always be here for you.” Rhea replied, laying her head onto yours.

A/N — @princessthatcantfuckingsleep thank you for requesting <33 im still getting to other requests at the moment so expect for more to come 💞

"You're such a dumbass. My own little dumbass." With Rhea?

No need to be jealous

General Masterlists | WWE Masterlist | Rhea Ripley Masterlist

Requests are: OPEN

Characters: Rhea Ripley, Reader

Prompt: "You're such a dumbass. My own little dumbass." With Rhea?

Author's note: I'm deeply sorry for taking so much time, but here you are! I hope you like it and thanks for the request.

Ever since Rhea and Dominik started that story keyfabe, you feel jealous each time they have an interaction.

The gazes which they share, the sweet words, sweet touches, make you feel worse each time. You know fully that you shouldn't doubt Rhea's feelings towards you, that what they are doing is keyfabe, but you can't help it.

The time you snap and leave the room, is once where Dominik was hurt against Gunther and he had started moaning "Mami" in pain. As part of the Judgement Day as well, you had to stay there and watch, but you focused on the camera instead of those two, wishing that they would hurry up, so you could disappear and stay alone for a bit.

You just storm out of medical's room, not really sure where to go, your locker room surely not being a good idea. You can hear footsteps chasing behind you, but you can care less, until that person catches your arm and forces you to turn and face them.

"Y/N! What is wrong?" Her hold is steady on your arm and even if you could get away, you don't fight it.

"Nothing. I'm... Fine." You can't look at her in the eyes.

"Come on, look at me." Rhea moves a thumb on your cheek, trying to get your attention. "Something is wrong, is it because of Dominik?" She asks softly and gently.

You sigh heavily and look at her. "This whole storyline with Dominik is getting on my nerves."

"You are a dumbass. My own little dumbass." She says lovingly, smirking. "Are you jealous? You know you don't need to be, because I am only yours and you are only mine, Y/N."

You blush, pressing your cheek against her thumb. "Yes, I am jealous. I know it's keyfabe, but I see how he looks at you."

"You are part of Judgement Day as well and he knows fully that we are together. He is exaggerating so much only for the fans." Rhea reassures you, before cupping your cheeks and kissing you gently.

Hey, I love your work and was wondering if you could do a Rhea Ripley x Fem Reader where the reader got pregnant before Rhea and her started dating and she's scared to tell Rhea that she's pregnant but instead of breaking up with the reader Rhea is super supportive and treats the reader like she's having her kid.

If you can't that's okay.

Biggest supporter

Rhea ripley x pregnant!wrestler!fem!reader

Warnings: comfort, cussing

It’s been a few months since you found out you were pregnant, you had a hookup with one of the wrestlers at a party. You were so drunk that you couldn’t remember who it was. Now here you are three months pregnant and you were starting to show. You had to call wwe and tell them how far along you were and now you have to tell your girlfriend Rhea ripley.

You and Rhea started dating about two months ago but have known each other for years. You were beyond nervous because she’s at the top of the game right now, she doesn’t want to have to deal with a baby, but those thoughts were pushed away when there was a knock on the door. You put on one of rheas sweatshirts that she left over at your house and went downstairs to the door. You opened it and there was your girlfriend/best friend standing there with a smile on her face.

“Hey babygirl.” She said softly as she enveloped you in a tight hug which made you squeak out. She pulled back slightly to look at your face. “Are you okay?” She asked worried. You gave her a small smile and nodded as you let her inside your house. She walked in and wraps her arms around your waist “I’ve missed my girl…how have you’ve been?” She asked you as she led you to the couch and plopped down on it and pulled you on her lap. “I’ve been okay…what about you?” You said trying to avoid the confession you need to tell her.

“It’s been okay. Just busy working out and wrestling. You know how it is.” She said as you just nodded. She noticed how quiet you’ve become and she rubs your back soothingly. “What’s going on possum?” Rhea asked gently. “I’m pregnant…” you blurted out and shock was written all over her face. “W-what?” She mumbled out. “A few months ago when we went to that party? Apparently I slept with someone when I was drunk because I don’t remember a thing and now I’m three months pregnant!” You said as tears prickled your eyes.

Rhea didn’t say anything and you figured that she was going to break up with you and never want to have anything to do with you again. You started sobbing and Rhea immediately got out of her head and started comforting you. “Hey shhh shh it’s okay baby it’s okay. I’m not leaving you. Im sorry I got quiet, I’m just shocked is all but I’m not leaving I promise.” She said quickly, trying to calm you down. You looked at her in shock and sniffled. “Y-you aren’t l-leaving m-me?” You managed to say as you try not to keep crying.

“No I’m not leaving. We’ve been best friends for years and now you are my girlfriend. Nothing could ever make me leave you.” She said as she looked deep into your eyes and stroke your cheek softly. You keep sniffling and smiled at her. “Thank you….” You said softly as you lean down and plant a soft kiss to her forehead. “No worries possum. This baby will be like my own. I’ll be here for you every step of the way, through nausea, the pain, the mood swings, the cravings you want me to wake up in the middle of the night for. Everything. I’m here and I’m staying.” She said lovingly and you started crying again but this time it’s happy tears. You were beyond happy and so was rhea.

A/n: thank you @drsheperd-bartley18 for the request! I hope you liked it. And I hope the rest of y’all like it too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all :)

-> shameless | rhea ripley x bimbo!black!reader | mood board

anon request

genre: flirty, suggestive, begging

authors note: rhea…the woman that you are… happy mothers day to mami

it wasn't intentional. she was nonchalant and you were shamelessly vocal and feminine - qualities that tugged on her. you ignored the little ways she tied herself to you, finding her way into your orbit. teasing her was your favorite thing. her shy smile when you confronted her. you guys disagreed on quite a few things but she loved to argue with you, just to see you fired up. but now as she sat across from you, she was much more subdued.

her hooded eyes focusing in on your hands & the bracelets that adorned them. her eyes were trained on your manicured nails, the polish glistening as the light reflected off the tip. she wanted to feel your hands in her hair, tugging, choking her - as if your grip could actually hurt her but the pressure of your body on hers and your pretty hands wrapped around hers throat was an intoxicating daydream. it was a dream that played in her head endlessly.

“you just want to look at me, don’t you.” you leaned back in your chair and crossed your arms. her eyes didn’t leave your hands until they were covered.

“maybe…” her eyes found yours with a devious twinkle.

“only maybe? hm.” you replied, her mumbling got under your skin but you loved forcing her to say things with her chest. you liked a woman to be begging, chasing after you, on the edge of no return. to be shameless.

“looking at you isn’t even the half of what I want to do to you.” she spoke clearly, her eyes challenging your unfazed ones. the sigh that came out of your plump glossy lips corner turned into a smile - she was reeling and it was obvious. her mind thinking of how great your lips would look from her knees, how your nails digging into her neck and pushing her tongue harder into your wetness would make her climax without even being touched.

you could see right through her. she knew it, you knew it, everyone could tell. she was like a little puppy and god damn, you were walking her like a dog. you sighed once more, setting your elbows on the table and placing your face in your palm - scanning hook from hers eyes to lips, tauntingly slow before back up to hers eyes.

“you want to fuck me so bad, it’s so cute. and to think they call you mami.” you giggled and a blush crept up her neck and into her face, she had to pull a hand down her face to regain composure. she was quiet for a second, opening her mouth to say something but instead shook her head. her eyes avoided yours for a moment more, another blush simmering below the surface. you knew the looks she gave you were full of sin but you could see she wanted to be ruined, let you have her in any way you wanted.

“oh I forgot…you don’t want to fuck me. you want me to fuck you & treat you exactly how I like.”

“you’re not wrong.” she muttered casually as she attempted to occupy herself with other matters, pulling her hoodie over her head and grabbing her phone. she didn’t give a damn what was on the phone, she just couldn’t believe you saw right through it. that you knew she wanted someone to make her obsessive, to make her be yours only.

“i’ve seen your matches, you look good on your knees. will you beg for me?”

“without hesitation.”

you stood from your seat, walking around the table to where rhea sat, the high bar stools made rhea’s leaned back, man spread posture perfect for your own height. you listened to her blow out a breath as you leaned into her ear, “if you want me, mami, do something about it.”

Look at her pigtails! AHH I CAN'T!

im jus saying she would

Rhea 🔥

“ you and rhea good?” FUCKING STOPPPP

If no one is standing beside you

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Fem reader

Description: Rhea stands with you when you prosecute your attacker

Rhea holds your hand as everyone listens to the jury give out the verdict while holding your breath. You were attacked while walking to your friend's house that was just half a block down the road from your house leading to your face getting busted open and a small brain bleed which worried everyone about your condition you were in the hospital for the next five and a half weeks with the police questioning you not too long into your stay as you slowly remember what happened to you. The one comfort that you had which kept grounded and sane during the police interviews and stay in the hospital was your girlfriend Rhea who never left your side as soon as she was by your bedside even for a second, it was during the third week that you decided to press charges and take your case to court so that the person wouldn't come back for you but also wouldn't harm another person ever again detectives work to find the person responsible after you get a visit and talk with a forensic artist and the sketch was put up and shown everywhere until you finally got the news that they had caught your attacker two days after your release from the hospital. Somehow your attacker gets released which makes you afraid and stay in your home while rhea called and talked with every type of law enforcement involved with your case and raised hell until they found him and not only identified him by DNA but also had you identify him out of a line up which sent you into a panic attack when you saw him leading to your case finally being taken to court where the judge heard testimonies from the people who had witnessed the attack and jumped in to help you along with a man who beat up your attacker after he shoved his teenage daughter before you took the stand, you pour out every detail from beginning to end before being led out where rhea pulled you into a bear hug as you cried. Everyone is pulled back into the court room after six hours of the jury deliberating the verdict leading back to you hold onto rhea's hand tightly as a jury member stands up with verdict, "On the charge of Assault and battery, we find the defendant guilty" the first charge makes your heart lightly pound but the next charge makes it soar "On the charge of Attempted murder, we find the defendant guilty" you were shaking with quiet sobs as the judge sentenced the man who could have taken your life not just to a few years but to life in prison without parole, you yell with joy outside the court house after thanking the prosecutors who fought for you before celebrating the outcome with rhea, your friends, and family.

Unfortunately I don’t think I’ll be able to finish it tonight as it’s already quite late and I have work in the morning, but hopefully I will get it finished tomorrow night.

But here is the summary for my upcoming one shot Healing Hands. Stay tuned for some slicked back hair smackdown women’s champion Rhea Ripley.

by yoracrab