#damian priest angst
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I would like a story where Damian becomes extremely protective of his wife and child after a dangerous event occurs.
i looooove writing about this kind of stuff! let’s say this is kind of an utopia but it could still happen, okay?
anyway
damian priest x reader
‼️angst and fluff
wrong house
your life was perfect.
perfect like in one of those romantic comedy.
you had a loving husband, a beautiful daughter and a big house like you dreamed about when you were a kid. a huge living room, plenty of space for your daughter to run and play, a backyard pool and the classic white picket fence. you were in a nice and wealthy neighbourhood, surrounded by lots of parks and kind people.
what more could you ask for?
a couple of blocks away from your neighbourhood there’s been a few robberies, nothing major, just some teens thinking it was fun scaring old people, but police officers told you multiple times that you didn’t have to worry about it, that they have it handle it.
damian wasn’t so sure about it tho.
he made everything in his power to provide you with a beautiful house, a nice neighbourhood so you could feel safe when he was travelling for work so the idea of having teens breaking into people’s homes late at night made him shiver, especially when he thought about you and your daughter.
“are you sure it’s okay? i can come home early…you know it’s not a problem mi amor” he said through the phone.
“dam…” you said laughing “everything been calm for over three weeks, we’ll be okay…”
“i know it’s just…you know how i get when i’m not home, i’m only thirty minutes away from you and in case anything happens you give me a call okay?”
“i promise you dam…go back to training” you said laughing again.
“i will, tell maya that i love her okay? and that i miss her so much and that i will crush her with hugs and kisses once i come back home” he said smiling, thinking about his two years old daughter.
“i will i promise…go back to training, we’ll see you in a couple of hours…” you said giving him a kiss through your phone and hanging up.
you smiled watching your daughter being completely invested in the cartoon she was watching.
the evening went on normally.
you and maya had dinner together, you got her ready for the night but as usual she didn’t want to go to bed without having a goodnight kiss from her father, so, instead of going to bed, you spent the early night together, watching some cartoons and eating popcorn.
you watched the time and you knew damian would be back in an hour so you took a few seconds to close your eyes and relax a bit.
non even a minute passed that you heard some weird noise coming from the back door.
you knew for sure that damian wasn’t back, you didn’t hear the car and even if he was, you knew he never used the back door, so what was going on?
then you heard them, two, maybe three voices talking softly. saying how hard it was to open your door and that maybe they should go to another house. you prayed that they would let you alone but when you heard the click sound of the door opening you realised it was too late.
you grabbed maya into your arms and pulled her towards your chest. moving fast to the bedroom, you locked yourself in, and then you locked yourself into the bathroom, hiding maya behind you in the tub.
you knew you should have called the police, you knew that but the first person that came to your mind was damian.
you didn’t know what was going on, and if something bad was going to happen you wanted to hear damian’s voice one last time.
“please…” you whispered, waiting to hear his voice.
your hands were shaking and even if you were crying, you were praying no one would be able to hear you from downstairs.
“hey love” he answered.
“dam?” your voice broke.
“hermosa…what’s going on?” he asked, alarmed by the sound of your voice.
“dam they’re here…”
“who?” he knew who, he just didn’t want it to be real.
“someone’s in the house…dam, they’re in the kitchen, looking for something i guess, i’m in the bathroom with maya, we’re locked in…i know they never hurt anyone, they’re just kids but…damian i’m so scared, i don’t want anything to happen to maya” you broke down, trying to muffle your cries.
“listen to me amor, i’m coming back home right now okay?” he said and you hummed “you’re on the speaker, finn is with me and he’s calling the police right now, you stay at the phone with me okay?”
he didn’t know how he was able to remain so calm. in reality he was freaking out, just the thought of you and maya being in danger made his blood boil.
“is maya okay?” he asked.
“she’s okay, she’s scared too but she’s okay” you said, looking at your daughter’s face. she was confused and definitely scared but still she didn’t know what was going on.
“are you okay love? i’m coming back home, right now..you stay at the phone with me okay?”
“okay…” you said.
you hear the noise from downstairs growing closer to you, they were in the living room right now. you were lucky your house was big enough that you had the time to hide.
“damian they’re closer…i can hear them… i’m so scared…”
“i know princesa i know….keep holding on for me okay…i’m driving as fast as possible, keep holding on”
“i love you so much damian…so so much”
“don’t say that like it’s the last time you’ll say this…” damian’s heart broke, he couldn’t imagine how scared you must have been “i love you so much mi amor and i’m not going anywhere, ill stay at the phone with you, finn just told me the police is on their way…”
“okay…” you whispered.
damian kept talking to you but you stopped him when you heard the sirens ringing.
“police is here…” you whispered letting damian know about it.
you heard them breaking down the front door. you heard them chasing the kids around your house and you heard them calling your name.
you waited until they found you. they were police but you didn’t trust them enough to come out yet, you didn’t feel safe. the only place where you always felt safe was between damian’s arms and you couldn’t wait for him to be back.
you and your daughter were brought downstairs. you didn’t care about the broken furnitures, not when something worse could have happened.
damian ran into the house, fighting off police officers who told him to stay outside.
“my wife and my daughter are inside!” you heard him screaming, shoving past one officer.
“dam…” you said, tears running down your face.
“hey…” he whispered hugging you tight. maya was watching the whole scene with a confused smile. she was just a kid, too young to understand what was going on. one police officer was sat next to her, while you couldn’t let go of damian’s embrace.
“i was so scared…”
“i know mi amor, i know…everything is over now, you’re safe, you and maya are safe…” he kept repeating, more to himself, because he couldn’t describe how terrified he was when you told him someone broke into your house.
“i’m so glad she’s okay…i would have fought with all my life if something happened….”
“i know hermosa…she’s so lucky to have you as her mom, i’m so glad to call you my wife…and i’m so happy to see you both here alive, i’m so sorry i wasn’t here”
“damian, it’s not your fault” you said before he could blame himself “you’re here now and it’s all that matters”
“i love you so much…and you too maya” he said moving to bring her up in his arms.
she was just happy to see his daddy smiling at her.
“missed you” she said with her soft voice that always made your heart smile.
“i missed you too princess…and i’m not going anywhere for a long time” he said kissing her head “daddy is gonna stay here with you”
she seemed happy with his decision and so were you.
it was kinda selfish taking him away from his work but he knew that you wouldn’t trust yourself to be home alone for some time now and he didn’t want to leave you alone, never.
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Brotherly Love | D.P.
Summary: Reader is Drew's sister, and she is dating Damian Priest. He promised her that he wouldn't cash in on her brother and well.
Author's Note: Congrats, Damian girlies. Here is some angst. ❤️
Tag list: @theworldofotps @plentyoffandoms
One!
Two!
Three!
The arena erupted in cheers as your older brother defeated Seth Freakin' Rollins for the championship. Tears poured down your cheeks as you watched your brother. He sat in the middle of the ring by his fallen opponent soaking it all in. The ring announcer makes it official by calling your brother the new champion.
The referee grabbed the belt to present it to Drew. All his years of hard work paid off. He was champion during a time they couldn't have anyone in the audience to a sold out night 2 of Wrestlemania. Your brother sat on his knees as the referee handed the belt to him. Drew buried his head in the belt.
He celebrated with Kaitlyn and you before turning his sights on CM Punk. The two men had been going at it since your brother injured the man at Royal Rumble. Your brother climbed on the table and towards the Chicago native. Words were exchanged, and suddenly, CM Punk attacked your brother.
His arm was not as injured as once thought. He took off his brace. The crowd started to chant for him. Your brother laid on the floor in pain, but at least he was champion. You found out it wouldn't be much longer.
Your boyfriend's music suddenly played through the arena. The purple flames hard to ignore. Your stomach sank when you saw him running down the ramp with his briefcase in hand. He promised not to take your brother's dreams away from him.
Around the ring, the archer of infamy ran until he collided the purple suitcase to your brother's head. Drew fell like a sack of potatoes on the floor. He appeared dazed and confused.
"I'm cashing in! Right now!" Damian yelled and handed the suitcase to the referee. He had waited long enough, and his time was running out. Judgment Day needed this win after they were stripped of their tag titles the night before.
Damian turned his sights to the wounded prey before him. This was the perfect opportunity to strike. CM Punk practically handed him the championship. The promise he made you was out of his mind. He only had one thing in mind, championship gold.
Damian helped your brother off the floor and pushed him in the ring. The crowd was cheering so loud you could barely hear Samantha on the microphone. Your brother could barely defend himself. In his daze, he started to slowly stand up, but Damian was already above him.
The bell rang, and Damian went to work. He grabbed your brother by the neck and hoisted him in the air. With a loud noise, your brother's back connected to the ring. Damian crawled on top of your brother and lifted his leg. The countdown began again.
One!
Two!
Three!
You hoped your brother would have had enough strength to kick out, but it was over. Your lying boyfriend was now the champion. He stole your brother's spotlight. Damian cheered in the ring as CM Punk laughed from commentary. Your lover continued to cheer and grabbed the belt from the referee. He left the ring to celebrate with the other members of his group. Rhea and Damian were now on the top of the division.
"I'm sorry, princesa," he grumbled when you met up with him that night. He was getting ready to celebrate at the hotel bar with his crew. "Judgment Day was starting to look weak, and we had to capitalize and win tonight,"
"You promised me!" You cried out in anguish. "You promised that my brother would have his moment,"
"I promised Judgment Day that I would get the belt tonight. They are my family,"
The conversation went to a dead stop. Tears filled your eyes, making your surroundings blurry. You could feel your heart break. Your stomach felt heavier than it had a few minutes ago. Damian kissed the top of your head.
"I had to, princesa. One day, I hope you will understand," he whispered and left you alone with your thoughts in the hotel room.
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I HATE THIS
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ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴍɪᴀɴ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜꜱ ᴀɢᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ.
“I can’t do this.”
You hadn’t taken your eyes off Damian as he’d got up to get another drink. You’d watched as he spoke with the bartender, you’d watched as the gorgeous blonde he was now talking to had walked up with her perky boobs and glistening gaze. You’d continued to watch as she flipped her hair and bat her lashes, ever passing second practically tearing at your chest as the pain caused tears to burn beneath your waterline.
You knew you weren’t ready for this before you’d even entered the bar, but as you saw his face, the smile you used to see every day, all the fear melted away. You’d thought maybe you could be around each other without it hurting you.
You finally pulled your gaze away from their burning hold on Damian’s form, instantly locking with Rhea’s sapphire hues as she sat slumped into the booth with her forearm wrapped around Dominik’s shoulders; lazily playing with the ends of his mullet.
“I have to go.”
“Oh come on, she’s not his type.”
Dominik scoffed as he casually cast his gaze around you and in Damian's direction, shaking his head as he brought his attention back to you.
“He’s not gonna waste his time on her, there’s no need to get jealous.”
Rhea’s palm slapped down against Dominik’s chest, her features morphing into a ‘shut up you idiot’ facial expression as her brows raised. A small wince parting his lips as he mouths out the word ‘what’.
“I’m not jealous!”
You snap. Your voice breaks slightly as you bolt upright off your stool, your eyes dropping down to meet Rhea’s as you inhale a staggered breath.
“I have to go. I’m sorry.”
You don’t even give Rhea the chance to object before you turn away from the table, hurrying in the direction of the door. Why had you picked the table at the back of the bar? There was no way past Damian without him seeing you leave.
“She’s had break ups before, what the hell is her problem?”
Dominik grumbled as he rested his head back against Rhea’s shoulder, peeking up at her through his lashes as he watched her watch you leave.
“Not like this.”
She replied. Rhea knew just how much you’d been struggling with not having Damian in your life as much anymore. You’d confided in her when the pain started to display itself and as things got worse, Rhea had been doing her best to keep your mind off things.
You didn’t intend to make eye contact with Damian as you passed him. You didn’t want to make up some fake story as to why you were leaving and you didn’t want to be stuck seeing him with another woman longer than you had to.
Dropping your gaze to the ground just as you were about to pass him, you gasp quietly to yourself as the blondes heel comes into view. There was no way to stop yourself from falling, you’d tripped before you could even find your footing and it was inevitable that you were about to hit the ground.
Your knees hit the floor before you could stop them, the hardwood causing a tremor to vibrate up your spine as your palm stretched out to brace your fall. You could already feel the color that cloaked your cheeks as you processed what had just happened, complete embarrassment washing over you as you fumbled to your feet.
“Y/N.”
Damian’s palm was around your waist and he was encouraging you to your feet before you could tell him not to, the concern on his face as he towered over your tiny frame only tugging at your heartstrings even more as your palms began to push him away.
“Don’t Damian. Please, just..”
Your words fell short as you stepped out of his hold, your glimmering hues refusing to look up in search of his own.
“Don’t.”
You were already walking away as you whisper, a soft sigh parting your lips as your hands curl into each other and your nails pressed into your palms until your knuckles turned white.
You could feel the tears burning your eyes as you slipped between the group of people blocking the door, pushing it open and stepping out into the cold air as the first bead dropped onto your cheek.
How could you have been so stupid as to think that seeing Damian with someone else would be easy? He still meant the world to you and there was no way that just being friends would have worked out.
Bringing your palm to your face in attempts to dry the river of tears that had begun to fall down your cheeks, you inhale a staggered breath. The wind ripped at your throat as the cool air filled your lungs, making your undeniable pain worse with each breath.
You’d blissfully ignored the sound of bar door opening and closing behind you as a yellow cab pulled to a halt at the curb, your projection towards the awaiting vehicle stopping abruptly as a broad palm clasped itself around your wrist.
“Y/N, don’t go.”
Damian’s voice was still like music to your ears as you froze in place, the deep tone almost soothing as his hold tightened to keep you in place.
Why couldn’t he have just let you go?
Shaking your head gently as you tried your best to pull yourself free from his grasp, you let your eyelids fall closed in hope your tears would stop themselves behind the barrier.
“Please don’t make this harder than it needs to be, Damian. I just want to go home.”
You didn’t want to risk hurting yourself as Damian’s hold didn’t falter around your wrist, finally giving in to his silent pleading and slowly turning to face him. Your eyes still closed tight as you stopped under Damian’s gaze, you ignored the cursing leaving the open cab window.
“Yeah, vete a la mierda. Sal de aquí.”
Damian heckled after the cab as it screeched out of its spot on the sidewalk, his middle finger easing skyward before his full attention turned back to you. His large palm curling under your chin, he gently raised your head so he could see you.
“Open your eyes, princesa.”
It was like a switch flicked in your subconscious as his words played over in your mind, your eyelids snapping open before you could stop them. The words chirping past your lips as your palm yanked free from Damian’s other palm.
“You can’t call me that anymore, Damian.”
Your palms instantly moved to your biceps as a cold breeze blew through the street, a small tremor vibrating through your body as you fought back a shiver.
“Why not?”
He questioned as you stepped around his muscular frame in search of somewhere to shelter from the chill, his giant form shifting as he quickly followed after you.
“Why not?”
You scoffed under your breath. Your lips twitched into a soft smile as you dipped into a small alley beside the bar, turning back to face him just as he submerged into the shadows behind you.
“Because we’re friends right?”
Your tone was scoffed, almost a little snarky as your palms dropped from your biceps and to your sides.
“That’s what you and I are. Just friends.”
Damian’s brows furrow slightly as he watches your expression shift. Were you getting angry at him, he wondered as his forearms crossed over his chest with a raised brow.
“I mean, that’s what we decided, right?”
There was a sunken sadness in Damian’s tone as his brow arched a little higher, his shoulder falling to lean against the alley wall as he let his gaze wander over the outfit you’d chosen to wear.
“Yeah.”
You sigh softly.
“Yeah, that’s what we decided.”
It had been months since you’d mutually ended your relationship with Damian. So much time had passed and yet you hadn’t quite figured out how to move on and do as you’d both agreed and even though at the time it made sense, you hadn’t managed to get it together enough to find someone new.
“So..”
Your gaze lifted to finally meet Damian’s. The corners of his lips twitching into a playful grin as your brows knit together in confusion.
“So?”
“So what does that have to do with why I can’t call you princesa hmm?”
You could feel your cheeks flush a soft crimson as you flash back to how it made you feel when Damian spoke Spanish. Your fingers tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you dropped your head to hide your embarrassment.
It was so easy to lose yourself with Damian, his energy and his humor always found a way to make you blush.
“You just… you just can’t, Damian. Okay.”
You were looking back into the depths of Damian’s gaze as the words left your lips, your throat feeling tighter again as you remember just why you’d tried to avoid him in the first place.
“Maybe you should just go back to your new friend. She seems more your speed these days.”
“And what does that mean?”
Damian snaps.
Truthfully this was the first girl you’d seen him with since you’d split and you had no idea what ‘his speed’ was, but you couldn’t forget the way she’d looked at him. How she practically glowed.
The burning ache in your chest you’d experienced as you’d watched him move on so easily returned as you shook your head, your voice coming out in a harsh tone as you searched for an easy way past Damian’s monstrous frame.
“You don’t seem to be struggling with letting me go, so I don’t want to stand in your way. Go back to your pretty little bimbo, Damian. Go fall in love and forget all about me.”
You knew he wasn't going to let you pass, but if you were going to get away from him and feel your feelings in peace, you had to try. Ducking around Damian’s tall form, you grumble to yourself as you feel his palm around your wrist once more. Keeping you hidden in the shadows at his side.
“Damian please, just let me go home. I can't…”
Your breath caught in your chest as you tried to pull free, the burn of tears finding themselves bubbling beneath the surface once more.
How many times were you going to cry in front of him tonight?
“You can't what, Y/N?”
“I can't keep pretending.”
You blurt out. Spinning on your heels to peer up at Damian through thick damp lashes. A few stray tears breaking over your waterline and slowly cascading your cheeks as you try to swallow the word vomit that was about to erupt from your chest.
“I can't keep lying to myself. To everyone. I know we said we'd just be friends, that things would be okay, but I can’t keep doing this Damian. I’ve tried, I promise I've tried, but I can’t pretend anymore.”
You could see the hurt as it grew on Damian’s face, his features contorting into what could almost be described as pain as he just stood and watched you continue with the blurb of words that seemed almost backed in regret.
“I’m forcing myself everyday not to touch you. Not to run into your arms and beg you to just hold me like you used to, to make it all the hurt go away. To heal my heart and make it easier for me to let you go.”
The tears that cascaded your cheeks had become stronger, each drop burning against your skin. Looking up into Damian’s eyes as he towered over you. Seeing him speechless as you blurted out each word only made it harder to stop.
“I sit at home missing you. Wishing you'd call and praying I'm awake to answer it. We took this break to figure out what we truly wanted, to figure out if it was all worth it. Well I know what I want, Damian. I don't need another night to sleep on it.”
Your petite frame took a small step forward as if controlled by an external force, pulling you closer to him with every passing second. Your slender fingers tracing up the expanse of his chest as you swallowed back the desire to keep from crying as hard as you could.
“I think about you all the time. When I’m trying to fall asleep, the moment I wake up. Damian you are on my mind constantly and I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I don’t know how much longer I can stay apart from you.”
“Don’t say what you can’t take back, princesa.”
You didn’t even bother to fight him on his choice of words this time, your doe-like gaze fixed on the corners of his lips as he fought back a soft smile. He knew what was coming, what you were about to say, but he needed to hear it from your lips. He needed you to be the one to instigate the statement, because the second he broke and took you into his arms, he wouldn’t be able to let you go.
“— Damian.”
Your throat was thick, the air struggling to escape your lungs as your fingertips traced along the stubble that lined his jaw. Your damp cheeks glistening beneath the moonlight as his thumb glazed over the tears in attempts to dry them all up.
“Y/N.”
He uttered. The desire to pull you close and press his lips against your own burning at the back of his mind as the skin beneath your fingertips tingled.
“Damian, I love you.”
It took less than a breath for Damian’s lips to find yours, the warmth of his kiss washing over you like wildfire as his broad palms found their way around your frame, settling in the small of your back as you threw your arms around his neck. Your bodies morph into one as he draws you closer, attempting to remove all space between you even though none remained.
Having his form press against you once more as your lips moved in perfect unison, you could help the soft hum that vibrated from your chest. Your slender fingers winding into Damian’s hair as he attempted to pull you even closer to his chest, his large palms undoubtedly leaving purple blemishes beneath his fingertips as he gripped tighter around your hip bones.
“I’ve missed you.”
You purr softly against Damian’s lips as you pull back only slightly to fill your lungs with air, the tip of your nose gently gliding across his jaw as you push up on your tiptoes to keep that warmth of his breath upon your face.
Thick lashes fluttering open as you peer up at the tall Adonis, you smile sheepishly as your lower lip rolls between your teeth.
You’d hoped one day you’d be back in Damian’s arms, his warmth radiating over you as he held you against him. You fit perfectly and it just made sense for you to be together.
Leaning into Damian’s hold as his broad palm cradled around your cheek, you let your lids flutter closed once more as the sweetness in his tone flooded your eardrums.
“You wouldn’t believe how much I’ve missed you, princesa. There hasn’t been a single day where I haven’t had Finn talking me off a ledge. Tonight was… well she was nothing. I was just trying to do what we agreed and it felt terrible.”
Damian’s thumb gently traced against the apples of your cheek as he beamed down at you, drinking in every inch of your face as if it was the first time he was seeing it. Burning each blink into his memory so as to not forget it.
“I didn’t want to seem rude, but flirting with that girl as you sat mere feet away from me made me realize just how much I wanted you. Not her.”
His other palm cupped around your jaw so he could tilt your head up to meet his gaze, his thumbs catching the flush of your cheeks as you melted into his eyes.
“You’re the one baby, I don’t want anyone else. I don’t need anyone else. I just need you.”
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I Should've Listened (Oneshot)
Pairing(s): Damian Priest/Fem. Reader
Summary: Damian and reader are both wrestlers. Reader makes an unwise decision in the ring during SummerSlam despite Damian and others warning not to, causing her to get injured.
Tags: tooth-rotting fluff, a smidge of angst, established relationship, arm injury, mild concussion, protective and concerned!Damian.
Word Count: 896
Tonight, was SummerSlam. My very first PPV as the newest member of LWO, actually!
…But I ended the night with a sprained arm and a mild concussion due to my bright idea of pulling a Jeff Hardy and doing a swanton from the tippy top of one of the structures in the arena, straight onto my boyfriend, Damian.
He didn’t wanna do it. He had advised me not to even think about doing something so insane when I had only practiced a few times. Jeff himself, despite his thirst for the extreme, told me that I should keep practicing and leave it for an occasion further down the line. But I swore that I was ready. And partly, I wanted to rub it in their faces, despite the fact that I had my own concerns in the back of my mind. I wanted to prove that I was ready. I wanted to prove that I was badass.
So fucking stupid…
So, here I was in my locker room, sobbing silently after receiving the verdict on my injuries.
“Dam- “I called out weakly the moment Damian walked into my locker room once the medics left.
I didn’t even want him in the room while the medics looked me over, not wanting to see ‘I told you so’ oozing from his pores, regardless of how much he begged the officials to let him in. But now as he walked in, all I wanted to do was bury my face in his comforting chest and apologize for thinking I was some type of superwoman.
I realized that I shouldn’t have caught him by surprise with a move like that. I should’ve at least doubled down and told him I was going to do it anyway, cuz then at least I wouldn’t be nursing these injuries right now. My thought process was that I didn’t want to be at odds with him. I didn’t wanna worry him before a match.
So much for that now…
Now I was as pissed at myself as he seemed to be with me.
“What did the medics say?” Damian interrupted me in a clipped tone. I chewed on my bottom lip, watching his detached demeanor with sad eyes. I was a little bit taken aback by his red-rimmed eyes, though.
“Are you okay?” I asked softly and he let out a incredulous scoff that made me resume my lip-chewing. Damian was barely hanging on by a thread, I could tell.
I was scared of him, I knew that despite his hot temper, he’d never hurt or disrespect me. But that didn’t mean I wanted said hot temper to be directed at me- even if I did feel I deserved to get my head chewed out for doing something so stupid.
“Que si ‘I’m okay?!’ No. No, I’m not okay. Babe, I just watched you drop at least 20 ft from the air right onto me. I can see that your arm is busted, you definitely have a concussion. Te dije que esto iba a pasar! Te lo dije, y no me hiciste’ caso-“Damian began to rant until he noticed my eyes getting teary. Then, he brought me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my waist and he was careful with my injured arm.
I closed my eyes as he kissed the top of my head as if he were kissing a delicate rose. I sighed deeply, letting some tears fall, his shirt catching them as they fell from my eyes.
“I’m sorry, muñeca. You just… you scared the shit outta me. For a while you weren’t moving and I thought-“ I felt Damian shake his head as if to will those negative thoughts away and I held onto him tighter and he did the same to me.
“I’m sorry,” I said as I sniffled. “You and Jeff have been doing this much longer than I have and I should’ve listened. I know that now… I guess I felt I had something to prove. To you. To myself. It was a dumb move… they said my arm’s sprained at worst. And I have a mild concussion... And I’m sorry for not letting you in here. I know you were worried.” I whispered as I finally looked him in the eye, and I rested the hand on my uninjured arm on his broad chest. His heart was beating a mile a minute and it only made my tears flow even more freely now.
“I’m… As much as I hate that you’re hurt, I’m glad that that’s all it is. It could’ve been much, much worse. Don’t you ever pull that shit on me again. At least let me be there for you when you’re hurt. Okay?” Damian said as he kissed my forehead affectionately.
I nodded.
“Te amo, mi Dami.” I said simply, smiling softly as he whispered the same sentiment back to me and we drove to our hotel room.
“Does this mean I get to call you Nurse Priest while you nurse me back to health?” I said, cackling as he shook his head fondly, laughing as well despite not wanting to give me the satisfaction over such a corny joke. The concussion and pain meds might’ve been getting to me a bit.
“You can call me whatever you want, Mamita.” He replied with an amused smirk playing on his lips as he drove…
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❝Slut me out❞
Rhea Ripley x Reader x Damian Priest
not requested, im just a horny fucker
very short smut tbh
gifs not mine!!
ꨄ english is not my first language! i apologies for any mistakes!!
You never thought you’d find yourself in this situation, squished between two of the sexiest people you know. Your head buried deep inbetween Rheas thighs as Damian thrusted into you at an unbelievably fast pace, making you moan into Rheas pussy. Their groans only fuelling you more. Just as you felt yourself cum, Damian had completely pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of contact, before Damian slapped your ass as retaliation, he grabbed a chunk of your hair, pulling you up towards him “Don’t make a sound” he warned in an eerily calm manner just as Rhea propped herself up, leaning up towards your exposed chest, attaching her mouth to one of your, already sensitive nipple, as her hand pinched the other one.
Afraid of disobeying Damian and Rhea, you bit back the whines and moans that were threatening to come out of your mouth, almost drawing blood from your lip.
Rhea leaned up towards your ear, nibbling at it “C’mere baby, I want you to sit on my face” She cooed into your ear, her voice could make you fall apart in a second, but you held yourself together, crawling over to Rhea. Slowly lowering yourself onto her face, her tongue immediately darting in and out of you. You tried your hardest to not let out a single peep, but you couldn’t help it, the pleasure was getting too much.
You threw your head back, feeling your first orgasm of the night take over your whole body, Rheas fingers digging deep into the skin on your hips, helping you ride out your high. You slowly lifted yourself off of Rhea, your eyes landing on Damian, watching hungrily as he jerked himself off. He motioned for Rhea to join him, letting her suck him off, you pouted at him, batting your eyelashes “Aww, does my baby want her bratty little mouth stuffed with my cock?” He asked, gripping your jaw, mocking the pout on your lips “Beg for it.” He demanded as you watched Rhea continue to suck him off, his breath occasionally hitching.
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Can I have a Damian Priest x Fem reader with the prompt "I wanted to make you proud but I just got in your way" i need some emotional fluff because i am sad right now
of course, love! i'm wishing you all the happiness and love in the world :)
always proud // damian priest x fem!reader
prompt: "i wanted to make you proud, but i just got in your way"
Readers POV
The plan had been carefully crafted so that however I chose to interfere with Damian's match, he would win. But, then it went terribly wrong. I ran out to the ring in hopes of performing a simple distraction for Cody Rhodes, his opponent, but throughout a whirl of bodies, Damian ended up getting speared and pedigreed. The American Nightmare took the win as I laid dazed in the corner.
In the midst of the brawl, Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn had come out to help Cody in defense of me coming to help Damian. As waves of pain pounded through my head, I concluded that one of them must have knocked me into a turnbuckle in order for Cody to take advantage of the three on one scenario.
I faintly listened to Cody's theme playing throughout the arena, hot tears beginning to gather in my eyes as I realized what happened. I screwed up Damian's match. Weak and slow, I stood up from the mat and looked toward Priest to see how he was doing. He was still lying on the mat, but he was quickly starting to become more alert. I held back my tears and attempted to put on a brave face as I approached the intimidating man.
"Damian?" I carefully kneeled next to him, cautiously placing a gentle hand on his cheek. Unsure of where his emotions were at, I didn't want to be overbearing. "Are you okay?"
"Let's just get outta here." He grumbled while pulling himself to his feet. Staring at the ground, I followed him backstage, prepared for an angry lecture at any time. We walked into the empty Judgment Day dressing room and I watched the tall man move throughout the room with a tense demeanor. I could feel the tears welling up again.
"Damian, I'm really sorry." I sniffled. I looked down at my feet, missing the way he whipped his head around to stare at me.
His footsteps approached me before his warm hand gently lifted my face to meet his. "Sweetheart..." His thumbs swiped at my tears and tucked strands of hair behind my ears. "It's okay."
"No, it's not! We made a fool proof plan so you would win the match and I still messed it up. You lost because of me!" I cried as the tears poured down my cheeks. Damian sighed as he took in my emotional state, pulling me into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry. I wanted to make you proud, but I just got in the way."
"Baby, you didn't get in the way. The plan was for you to come out and help me. You did your part perfectly. It was those two idiots who messed everything up. " He kissed the top of my head, petting my hair to calm me down. "You made me very proud. You always do, mi amor." His hand tilted my chin up so he could kiss my lips, holding me tight against his chest. "But, Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn? They're dead. I saw them knock your pretty head against the turnbuckle." His eyes searched for any obvious signs of injury on my head, wiping any remaining tears in the process.
"I'm fine, Damian. I think I got a little dazed, but other than that, I'm okay." I softly smiled at him, easing his rising anger at the other two men.
"Fine. But, I'm gonna beat their asses next time they step in the ring with me." He grumbled.
"I expect nothing less, Papi." I giggled, a smirk rising on his lips at the nickname.
Damian jokingly raised his eyebrows and gave me a knowing look. "Oh? Well, I hope I live up to your expectations, princesa."
"Of course you do! I hope I live up to yours as well." I added softly, relaxing as his knuckles gently ran across my cheek.
"Always, pretty girl. I'm so proud of you." He said, kissing me deeply and passionately.
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ᴅᴀᴍɪᴀɴ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱᴛ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
ᴀʟʟ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴀʙᴇʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ ᴛᴀɢꜱ ꜱᴏ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ.
ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ / ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ / ꜱᴍᴜᴛ / ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ
✩ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ( ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ )
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Hello i was asking if you could do Platonic Judgement day x fem reader?
When reader is a lot younger than the rest of them and they have a family bond like siblings or parental views and she is new talent and with all that comes some fame and when out (wherever you like) Reader gets attention from an old man as she walks to the toilets alone? Its okay if you dont want to xx
Silhouette - Pastel Ghost
parings - Platonic!The Judgment Day x Wrestler! Reader
- Kinda Rhea x Reader in a way
Warnings - Angst , implications of Feeling lightheaded , weird old man , R! getting knocked into a wall , reader passes out, thats all tell me if I missed some!!
please do not read this if you have suffered trauma from any of these things!!
Word Count - 0.5k
You and The Judgment Day had grown closer as you began wrestler. Damian and Rhea , training you and teaching you new moves that hadnt yet been introduced to you. And although you were a couple years younger than the youngest member of, which was Dominik, you all had a family/sibling dynamic.
You had started yiur wresting career at the 2019 royal rumble , being competiter #15. Although not many people knew you at the time , your career had grown throughout the years. And with the help of The Judgment Day, a fandom grew lager and larger until eventually you got your title shot.
It was you versus becky lynch for the smackdown women’s championship. You had fought hard and long to get the title shot as none of the other wrestlers made it easier for you. Becky didnt go easy on you either. But image the suprise when you had pinned her, making you the new smack down women’s champion.
Your rise also grew more in 2023. At first not many paid attention to you as far as visuals and talent. But soon enough people started noticing the talent you had not only for promos , but in the ring. This made you a fan favorite around the world. Soon your merch was selling out. You started meeting many fans around the world as you Traveled, and people started recognizing you more and more as time went on. You felt like you were on top of earth. This was your dream after all.
Right now , you were getting ready to go out to a restaurant with The Judgment Day. After all , they are your best friends. You heard the doorbell ring , as you put on the last piece of jewelry for your outfit. You quickly headed downstairs , grabbing your phone and keys as you unlocked the door, met with Dominik , standing outside the door waiting for you. You quickly gave him a hug as he opened his mouth to speak.
“Hey , you ready?” He asked
“Yup let’s go,” you replied with a smile.
You opened the door of the truck as you were met with the faces of the 3 wrestlers.
“Hi guys!” You smiled at them.
They all responded with a “hi” as they all gave you separate hugs. Which was hard due to being in the car , but you made it work. Finn drove as you, Dominik and Damian , and Rhea played game pigeon together in the group chat.
When you guys arrived at the restaurant, the wait hadn’t been long , as a couple minutes of waiting, a waiter had seat you guys at a booth nearby. As you all sat down , a waited came by , introducing themselves and taking our drink orders. After a couple minutes of waiting , the waited came back with drinks on a trey. We decided on what to order as the waiter took our order.
After ordering , I decided to go wash my hands in the bathroom. As I walked to the bathroom , you didn’t notice a man following nearby. And when you did you hadn’t thought much about it. Maybe he had to go to the bathroom too , you thought. But your thoughts were rushed away when he had followed you into the girls bathroom. Which didn’t go unnoticed by Rhea , as she sat at a good enough view of the bathroom , that she could see the man getting into the bathroom.
Before you could turn around to see the man, he spoke first.
“Hey , im a big fan I was wondering if I could have an autograph, or maybe your number,” he spoke
You turned to look at the man and realized he was old. I mean he looked like he was in his 60s at-least.
“I can give you an autograph — but not my num-,” I was cut off when he slammed me into a wall. I felt the pain hit my back as I tried getting up , with no luck.
“Just give me your number its not that hard,” he yelled at you. You wished this could end , why was he doing this and how were you going to get out of this? You could stand , and he was towering over you.
You heard the mans scream as a loud thump echoed in the bathroom. You looked up , your hair mostly in your face as you saw the silhouette of someone. You moved your hair out of your face as you relished it was Rhea.
“Honey , are you alright,” She spoke. You could she was panicking just by the sound of her breathing.
“I-I cant get up..” you spoke. Still shocked by the events that had occurred in just an hour of being here. Rheas mind stopped for a moment. She wanted to kill this guy. But she knew you and your safety was more important.
“I want to leave Rhea … p-please,” You said again. You felt the tears pricking your eyes as your breathing got heavier. The atmosphere of the bathroom making you feel scared thinking about what took place.
Rhea car-fully picked you up , bridal style as she led you over to the boys. Once they got a view of you and Rhea, they had felt like it had been a punch to their heart. They stopped their conversation as they went to stand up , getting a better look at you.
“Lass what happened?” Finna spoke. He was getting more worried by the second and to be completely honest, so was the rest of the group.
Tried answering, but nothing could come out your mother but silent sobs. Rhea explained what happened, but about halfway though, you had already passed out in Rheas arms.
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Revenge
Paring: Rhea Ripley x fem!reader (established), Charlotte Flair x fem!reader (eventual)
Summary: You lost your NXT Championship to Lyra while Rhea was gone and she was not happy. When you didn’t succeed at getting it back she and the rest of TJD left you. You found comfort in someone else who also helped get your revenge.
Warnings; ansgt, light choking, smut
Word Count: 5.3k
A/n: The reader is technically Dominik and her father is Carlito but it’s not mentioned.
“1…2…3! Here’s your winner! And new NXT women’s champion, Lyra Valkyria!” You dragged yourself out of the ring to sit against the steel steps, hugging your knee. You panted through your gritted in pain. You had just lost your title to Lyra. You fought as hard as you could but you still lost.
Fuck.
Rhea was not going to be happy when she came back. What were you going to do? Now she’s going to think you couldn’t handle business on your own. You slowly got up and limped backstage. The ref tried to help you but you just pushed her away saying you could walk on your own.
Once you were backstage you went straight to your locker room. You sat in front of your dresser, looking at yourself before slamming your fists on it out of anger. Why didn’t you kick out? You took a deep breath before you started taking off your makeup and tried to relax. Maybe she would take it easy on you. At that moment your phone’s screen lit up with a message notification from Damian:
‘You did good out there. Don’t stress too much about it, alight?’
You smiled before replying and heading out to your hotel.
Monday Night Raw
“JUDGMENT DAY COME OUT HERE! WE NEED TO TALK!”
You took a deep breath and hid your hands in your pocket so no one would notice how badly they were shaking. Only you and Damian walked out since Finn was out, injured from the brawl that happened last Monday. Slowly, you made your way into the ring, Damian looking more confident than you did. You took off Rhea’s belt from around your waist and gave it to her, your hands still shaking.
“Now we all know the judgment day has no leader, correct?” she began, “But each of us has our own responsibility,” she looked directly at you, “So, what happens? Mami gets taken out for two weeks by Nia Jax and all of a sudden everything starts falling apart. Because mami is the one who makes the game plans but when I left I gave someone else that responsibility and they disappointed me.”
You lowered your head thinking she was referring to you until she said Damian’s name and turned in his direction.
“I go, and you can’t handle the job,” she continues, “After the brawl last week, Finn is out injured. You can't even compete tonight against Jey because you are not medically cleared. And what else happens Priest? Y/n lost her NXT women’s title to Lyra because you weren’t out there to help as I told you to.” At that, you lifted your head and looked at him. He was supposed to be there to help and chose not to?
“And now we have a Cody and Jey problem, you wanna know why? Because they don’t fear us, Priest. They can see the tension. They don’t see us as a threat. And because of that, they are going to try and take the tag team titles from you and Finn. And what are you gonna do about it, huh? You can’t do anything.” You could feel the tension between them from where you were standing.
“With all due respect Rhea,” it was Damian’s turn to speak, “You’re not saying anything I don't already know. I know that Cody and Jey are coming for the titles, but when push comes to shove…I’ll push harder. You know, the way I see it, I have my titles. I have my contract. I don’t want to point fingers or start anything but…Mami, where’s Y/n’s title?”
He looked directly at you with no remorse. You looked back at him with a hurt look on your face. Why would he do this to you? He’s supposed to be your family. Rhea turned to look at you. Her gaze filled with a mix of anger and disappointment. You couldn't hold eye contact for long and lowered your head once again.
“Y/n, I’m your Mami, right? What does that make you? That makes you my babygirl. So tomorrow night, at NXT, you have a rematch against Lyra Valkyria. You’re welcome,” she lifted your face with her finger, “But if you don’t come home to me with that championship…then don’t bother coming home.”
You felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. Your eyes watered but you were able to keep the tears at bay. You gulped and simply nodded at her statement. You all then got out the ring and walked backstage. When you did Rhea left to handle other things and you turned towards Damian.
“Why would you do that?” You asked.
“Do what?”
“Throw me under the bus! We are supposed to be family!”
“Listen, you were the one who lost their title, not me.”
“Only because you weren’t there to help.”
“I shouldn’t have to help you Y/n. And if I do have to help you, then maybe you shouldn’t be champion.”
“What about all the hits I took for you and Finn to help you win those titles?” you questioned while pointing at the belts around his waist.
“...” he said nothing and walked off. You roughly ran your hand through your hair before storming into the judgment day’s locker room. You slammed the door behind you, the anger and frustration boiling inside you. You took deep breaths, trying to calm down when someone walked in. JD McDonagh.
“Wow, are you okay?”
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it, now what do you want?”
“Okay um, I was looking for Rhea and Damian.”
“I-”
Right when you were about to speak, both Rhea and Damian came in arguing but once they saw you and JD they stopped.
“¿Qué hace este tipo aquí?” Damian asked with anger in his voice.
“Damian, calm down, I asked him to be here,” Rhea looked at JD, “Tell him your plan.”
“Alright, we know Kevin doesn’t like or trust Jey. How do you think he’ll react to him and Cody going for the Tag Titles that he and Sami couldn’t get back? We need to play mind games here. If we make them stop trusting each other then we’ll have a soft spot to go for. We divide and then we conquer.”
“What do you think Damian,” Rhea looked at him.
“I don’t know, I’ll think about it.” He walked out once again.
“Y/n, Lyra is having a backstage interview, you know what to do.” She gave you a cold look and you just gave a firm nod and walked out, she followed suit. You eventually found Lyra and called her name.
“Lyra! If I were you, I wouldn’t get too comfortable with that belt because come tomorrow, I’m taking back what is rightfully mine.” You snarled.
“And she’s not going alone,” Rhea said, doing the little wave she always does.
“Yeah? We’ll see about that. See you tomorrow.” That was all Lyra said before she left. You were going to make your way back to the locker room until Rhea grabbed you by the neck and slammed you against the wall.
“You better win tomorrow, understand?”
“Sí mami,” you gasped out. She let go of you and walked off and you followed a few seconds after catching your breath.
NXT
You were moments away to walk out for your match against Lyra at the main event. The crowd roared with anticipation as you took a deep breath and adjusted your gear, mentally preparing for the match ahead. You needed to win.
“Are you ready, Mami?”
“Yes, let’s go.” She followed you out. Your music started blaring as well as the boos and the cheers for you. You looked at Rhea, she raised her eyebrow, and you gave her a firm nod. You stared down Lyra as you slid into the ring and she did the same.
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall, is for the NXT Women’s Championship! Introducing first, the challenger, she is Y/n L/n!” you raised your arms, taking in the cheers and the boos, “And her opponent, she is the NXT Women's Champion, Lyra Valkyria!” Lyra raised the belt and the whole arena burst into cheers. It made you jealous. You missed those cheers before tuning heel. She gave the belt to the ref and you opened the ropes for Rhea but before she stepped through them, she grabbed a hold of your jaw.
“Don’t disappoint me again.”
“I won’t. I promise mami.” She finally stepped out and the bell rang.
You and Lyra circled the ring before you made the first move. You went for a clothesline but she dodged it. She took the opportunity to dropkick you from behind and go for the cover but you were able to kick out. You both went into an exchange of hits until you finally took her down. You dragged her closer to the ring post, climbed to the top rope, and went for a frog splash but Lyra brought her knees to her chest and took you out.
—
The match had been going on for a while. You were getting exhausted as well as Lyra but you both kept kicking out. You were climbing to the top rope when Lyra came from behind, powerbombed you, and went for the cover.
“1...2…3! Here’s your winner! And still the NXT Women’s Champion, Lyra Valkyria!”
No.
No, no, no, no!
This can’t be happening.
You sat up and looked for Rhea and found her walking backstage, without you. You crawled to the ropes and called her name.
“Rhea! Rhea, please!” She paused for a second then turned towards the ring, only to give you a disapproving look, and finally disappeared backstage, leaving you behind. You could feel the tears beginning to form but you didn’t dare let them out.
“Maybe you should have listened to your father when he told you that the judgment day was bad news,” Lyra said from behind you. Your look of sadness soon turned into rage when you turned to look at her.
“This is all your fault.”
“This had nothing to do with m-” before she could finish the sentence you jumped on top of her and started throwing punches.
“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! IF IT WASN’T FOR YOU I WOULD STILL ME CHAMPION AND RHEA WOULD STILL BE HERE!” You kept throwing punch after punch until you were finally pulled away from her by three refs. You stared at her getting up before shrugging off the ref’s hands and walked out of the arena. You didn’t bother going to the locker rooms.
When you got to your car the first thing you did was text Rhea and the rest of the judgment day. When you got no response you decided to call.
Straight to voicemail.
You sighed in defeat and decided to just drive back to your hotel and wait until the morning.
—
When you woke up in the morning you reached for Rhea’s warmth but when your hand didn’t feel her, the memories of the events that took place the night before came back.
You lost.
You lost against Lyra.
…And Rhea left you.
You quickly reached for your phone and called Rhea’s number once again.
“Please leave your message for-”
“Fuck.” You tried calling the others, even JD, but they didn’t answer either.
You felt lost. You realized how much you relied on her and without her you felt so lost. You didn’t know what to do.
Monday Night Raw
You stormed out of your locker room once you were informed that the JD was in the building. They had ghosted you all week and you were going to confront them.
“Rhea!” You yelled from the other side of that hall when you saw Rhea talking to who looked like Cora Jade. When she saw how angry you were she excused herself and left you and Rhea alone.
“What do you want?” Rhea growled.
“What do I want? You and the rest of judgment day ghosted me all week.”
“What did I tell you was gonna happen if you didn’t win the NXT Women’s Championship back? Hm?”
“Y-you can’t be serious.”
“I am very serious. You aren’t strong enough to be in judgment day anymore.”
“Not strong enough? What about all the things I’ve done for you, Damian, and Finn! That doesn’t matter anymore?”
“No.” You felt true anger when she said that. The words that came out of your mouth next were out of pure rage.
“I want a match. Against you.” She began to laugh maniacally.
“You want a match against me?” she chuckled, “You can’t even beat Lyra, what makes you think you can beat me?”
“I don’t care, I want it. Tonight.” She shook her head, looked you up and down before speaking again.
“Fine, I’ll talk to Pearce. See you in the ring babygirl,” she mocked before walking away. You hadn’t noticed but a couple tears had escaped your eyes but you quickly wiped them away.
—
“This is my brutality!” Rhea’s music blasted through the arena. She walked down the aisle while Sam introduced her.
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, representing The Judgment Day, she is the Women’s World Champion, Rhea Ripley!”
After she got in the ring your music hit. You walked out into the arena and locked eyes with her.
“And her opponent, Y/n L/n!”
When you got in the ring you gave her a death glare and she returned it. The bell rang and you two started circling the ring before launching at each other. Out of nowhere, she picked you up and slammed you into the mat. You got up quickly and ran towards her only for her to move out the way. You turned and got all up in her face before slapping her across the face. Usually her opponent would be terrified after doing something like that but not you. You were too upset to care.
You wanted revenge.
“You think you can just slap me-”
You slapped her again.
“Yes. Yes I do-” she wrapped her hand around your neck and began to squeeze but you managed to break free, delivering a swift kick to her midsection. While she was getting up you delivered a dropkick and went for the cover.
“1…2-” she kicked out.
You took a moment to breathe before putting her in a headlock only for her to break free and head butting you. You backwards on the mat and she went for the cover but you kicked out at two. She grabbed your face harshly before she spoke.
“You think you’re at my level? Huh?” She spat out. You pushed her away and got up. You glared back at her, the fire in your eyes reflecting your determination. She only smirked in your direction running at you. You duked and tried to go after her leg but she was quicker than you and moved out the way.
While you were getting up she delivered a dropkick taking you out and going for the cover only for you to kick out at the last second. This infuriated her. She picked you up, positioned you for riptide and slammed your body full force on the mat.
“1…2…3!”
“Here’s your winner, the Women’s World Champion, Rhea Ripley!” She pushed your body away before snatching her title from the ref and lifting it up high. You started to drag yourself toward a corner of the right but before you could reach it you felt yourself being dragged back to the middle of the ring. Rhea flipped you onto your back and lifted your head up by your hair.
“You are nothing without me. Nothing,” she said with venom in her voice. You felt the tears coming out at her words.
“Rhea let her go, the match is over.” The ref yelled. She slammed your head against the mat before getting up and finally leaving the ring.
“Are you okay?” asked the ref. You just nodded before getting up and walking backstage. You headed straight to Adam’s office. You knew if you stayed on raw any longer it I’ll be a death sentence. You walked into his office without bothering to knock.
“Adam, I need to move to smackdown.”
“I think that’s the best option but you are going to have to talk to Nick before we make it official, okay?” you nodded before walking out and heading towards your locker room.
Friday Night Smackdown
You stood outside of Nick’s office. You took a deep breath before knocking. You waited a few seconds before you heard him say ‘come in’. You quickly opened the door and walked in.
“Y/n, good to see you. Adam told me you would come by.”
“It’s good to see you too.” you smiled politely.
Please, take a seat,” he said while pointing at the chair in front of his desk and you gladly took a seat.
“I’m guessing this has to do with what happened on monday?”
“Yeah, I wanted to ask if I was able to move to smackdown? We all know what would happen if I stay on raw.”
“Yeah, I think I have an idea of what would happen. Well I have good news and bad news.”
“Go on,” you sighed.
“I would love to have you here but as you know, when Jey moved to raw, a superstar from raw had to be drafted to smackdown. Therefore if you want to move here, you’re going to have to find a superstar that would be willing to switch with you. Preferably a woman,” you nodded along, “If you can find someone by the end of the night, I will have a contract ready for you next week.”
“Okay, thank you so much Nick.” You outstretched your hand.
“Thank you,” he smiled lightly and shook your hand. You smiled back and excused yourself out. You started to think of all the female superstars on smackdown who would be willing to switch with you. Bianca has her storyline with Iyo Sky, Mitchin is with the OC, Damage Ctrl is…Damage Ctrl, and…Shotzi! You could ask Shotzi. You started walking to her locker room until a voice stopped you.
“Look at what the cat dragged in. Where’s Judgment Day? Matter of fact, where’s Rhea?” You took a deep breath before turning toward them.
“Charlotte, please, I don't need this right now.”
“I told you this would happen. Everyone did. Why didn’t you take my offer when you had the chance?”
“...”
“Tell me.” she walked closer to you.
“...I wanted to believe that they actually wanted me and that they weren’t using me,” a tear fell down your cheek, “That i was enough for once…”
Flashback
“It’s okay to be scared, Rhea, having seconds thoughts about choosing me-”
“Queeny, queeny- can I call you that?” you cut Charlotte off, “You know what? Nevermind, sweetheart. I’m not gonna let you run down mami, my queen.”
“Look at you taking orders like a good little niña,” she smirked as you made your way into the ring, “Sweetie, why don’t you be a good girl and get Rhea for me, hm?” You wouldn't admit it to anyone but her comment made you blush a bit.
“I-” before you could get another word out, Rhea's music hit. You found it strange because that wasn’t the plan. You were supposed to keep talking smack to Charlotte but you guessed it was a last minute change. You noticed that Rhea looked furious making her way to the ring.
“Rhea–”
“I got it from here. Now go backstage and wait for me there.” was the only thing she said before getting in Charlotte’s face. You only looked between them hesitantly before walking out. You watched the rest of the interaction backstage. You were glad nothing bad happened, you didn’t want for things to get too out of control. You knew how long Rhea had been waiting for this moment, to finally beat her biggest enemy. You didn’t want for her to ruin it by letting her anger get the best of her. After they finished the promo they were brought backstage separately. Rhea barged into your locker room fuming.
“What the hell was that out there?! Huh?!”
“What are you talking about, mami? I was doing what you asked–” You were cut off mid sentence by a sharp pain against your cheek.
“I told you to distract her not to whore yourself out and flirt with her!”
“I-I’m sorry mami,” you said while gripping onto your burning cheek.
“Good. I’m going to get some fresh air, we leave in ten,” and she walked out. You let some tears spill but you quickly wiped them away. You brought upon yourself. You shouldn’t have flirted with Charlotte. You looked in the mirror and made sure there was no bruise on your face before walking outside to Rhea’s car.
“Y/n,” You heard your name being called from behind you. You turned only to come face-to-face with Charlotte once again, “Where are you going so fast?” she asked with a smug look on her face. You started to panic a bit. You didn’t want to risk being seen with her and for someone to tell Rhea.
“Charlotte, I can't be seen with you so please, just leave me alone.” She took notice of your redden cheek and her expression changed to a look of concern.
“Did she do that?” she tried to touch your cheek but you quickly stopped her.
“That’s none of your business.”
“You know it will only get worse, right? She's gonna get tired of you as well as the rest of Judgment Day and they’re gonna leave you hanging.”
“No, they won’t.” Charlotte sighed.
“Why don’t you join me? Hm? I’ll give you everything you want and more. I would treat you so much better than she ever will.” You only looked at her, contemplating her offer but out of the corner of your eye you saw Cathy talking to someone. If she saw you talking to Charlotte, she would definitely tell Rhea.
“I-I’ve gotta go,” and you walked off.
End of Flashback
Charlotte's expression softened slightly as she listened to you, and she hesitated before speaking.
“You were and still are enough, okay? You don’t need Rhea or the Judgment Day to tell you that. C’mere, sweetheart.” She opened her arms. You looked at her for a second before letting yourself get enveloped in her arms. It felt nice to be comforted and not scolded for once. After a few seconds, you pulled away.
“I’m guessing you were talking to Nick about switching brands?” she asked to which you nodded, “What did he say?”
“He said he would love to have me here but that I need to find someone who would be willing to switch with me because of the draft.”
“Hmm, did you have someone in mind?”
“I was heading towards Shotzi’s locker room since she’s the only person I could think of.”
“I’ll go with you, I’m sure she’ll agree.” She smiled at you sweetly before taking a kind of your hand and leading you to Shotzi’s room. You knocked on her door and a few seconds later she opened the door. She smiled At Charlotte but that quickly faded when she saw you.
“What’s is she doing here?”
“Shotzi, please, just hear her out-”
“No! You know what her and the rest of the Judgment Day did to me so I don’t care about whatever you have to say.”
“I’m so sorry about what I did-” you tried to reason with her but she slammed the door in your face. This was your last chance and now it is over. You fell on your knees and a pained sob escaped your lips.
“My father was right. I should have stayed in his shadow-”
“Hey, hey don’t say that,” she knelt down next to you and wrapped her arms around you, “You are much more than just your father’s shadow. Look at what you accomplished. You became the NXT Women’s Champion.”
“I lost it to Lyra-”
“Only after you gave her a hell of a fight.” You leaned your head against her chest.
“Thank you, Charlotte.”
“You don’t have to thank me, alright? Come on. I have a plan.”
It’s been over a month since you were kicked out of Judgment Day. Since Shotzi didn’t switch with you, Charlotte suggested you take a break from all the chaos. She made a deal with you. If you helped her, she would help you get your revenge. In the month you were out she trained you. You learned new moves and techniques and you were thankful for her. She was the only person to pick you up after Rhea let you down.
Tonight was Crown Jewel. Charlotte had challenged Rhea for her title to which she accepted. In her words she would ‘show who the new queen is’. This was all part of the plan.
You were now helping Charlotte get ready for her match. She was wearing purple gear. You helped her zip up her top before she turned to look at herself in the mirror.
“You look stunning.” You whispered.
“Thank you, princess. You look beautiful as well.” Your cheeks burned at the compliment. She turned towards you and cupped your face.
“You remember the plan right?” You nodded in response.
“Good. This is going to be our night.” She was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“You’re up in 5.” Someone called from outside the door.
“It’s showtime.” You helped her put on her robe before walking out towards gorilla.
—
The match had taken many turns. Both Charlotte and Rhea giving it their everything. At this point the superstars were exhausted but neither gave up. Charlotte had just thrown Rhea out of the ring and was now distracting the ref by acting injured.
This was it.
You put your hood on and ran out through the crowd. You jumped over the barricade and delivered a big boot to Rhea as she was getting up. The crowd went crazy. Carefully not to get noticed by the ref you dragged her body to the announce table. You cleared it before turning towards Rhea and grabbing a hold of her face.
“I am more than I would have ever been with you.” You picked up her body and riptide her through the table before throwing her back in the ring. Charlotte got up on the rope and did a moonsault and went for the cover.
“1…2…3!”
“Here’s your winner! And the new Women’s World Champion, Charlotte Flair!” You slid into the ring and jumped on her out of joy. She caught you while raising the belt in the air with her other arm. You got off of her and that’s when you finally took your hood off to reveal yourself to the arena. The crowd went wild with cheers. You looked at Charlotte with a big smile on your face before kissing her. She placed an arm around your waist and the other around your head to deepen the kiss.
“How dare you!” Rhea yelled from behind you. You turned and knelt down to her.
“How dare I? You brought this upon yourself. You treated me like garbage and threw me out the moment I was no use to you. Lucky for me, Charlotte was there to pick me right up.” You turned towards Charlotte once again and gave her one last kiss before the two of you walked backstage.
—
You and Charlotte stumbled into her locker room. She kept kissing you all the way inside until you both fell on the couch. You started giggling and soon she was as well.
“We did it, baby. And soon you’re going to take that title from Iyo.”
“You think I can do it?”
“I know you will.” She leaned in to peck your lips before kissing down your jaw to your neck. Soon she found your sweet spot and started licking and sucking.
“Hmm, Charlotte-” you moaned.
“That’s not my name, sweetheart,” she whispered.
“…mommy.”
“That’s right, good girl.” She continued going down your neck to your collarbone then to the top of your breast. Her hands reached to your back where the clip of your top was.
“Can I take this off, baby?” You nodded in response. She leaned in to kiss you while slowly taking off your top. She threw it somewhere in the room before she started groping your breast. You moaned against her lips as you arched your back.
“Please mommy-”
“What is it, baby? What do you want?”
“M-more.”
“More what? You gotta tell me what you want or I’ll stop,” you whined and tried to hide your face but she didn’t let you, “Come on princess, you can do it.”
“…fuck me, please, mommy.”
“That’s my girl.” She moved down your body and started taking off your shorts along with your underwear. She placed one of your legs over her shoulder and started to kiss her way down to your dripping core. Right when she got to your pussy she stopped once again. You looked down at her and finally she licked down your pussy. You tossed your head back in pleasure. Your moans and pants being the only sound in the room.
“Mommy-” you tried to grind your hips against her face but she pushed them back down. Soon her fingers joined the fun. Her mouth focused on your clit while two of her fingers thrusted into your dripping core. Your hand moved down to grip onto her hair while the other moved towards your mouth to try and keep your moans at bay. When Charlotte noticed, she took her free hand and held on to yours.
“Let those pretty sounds out for me, baby. Don’t hold back.”
“But- fuck…what if someone hears?” You stuttered out.
“Let them.”
“Hmph-” your grip on her hair got stronger as you felt yourself get to the edge, “M-mommy…Im close-”
“I know, baby, I know. Let go for me,” she cooed. Your legs began to shake around her head and your grip on her hand tightened.You went over the edge with a loud moan, arching your back in the process. You rode out your high and soon your body went limp. You closed your eyes, taking a moment to breath until you felt Charlotte pepper kisses all over your face making you giggle.
“Can you look at me, princess?” she asked while gently cupping your face. You blinked your eyes open and looked into her icy blue eyes.
“I am so proud of you, Y/n.” Those words brought tears into your eyes. No one had ever said that to you, not even your dad. You tried to look away but she didn’t let you, “Hey, don't hide from me. You're allowed to cry.”
“I just- no one’s ever been proud of me-”
“Well I am. And I will forever be so proud of you,” she leaned in as you kissed your lips. You put your arms around her neck to deepen the kiss. The kiss was sweet and slow, not like any kiss you’ve had before. Eventually you pulled away and she rested her forehead against yours.
“How about we shower and head home to celebrate.”
“I thought we were already celebrating?”
“Oh, sweetheart, I'm not even halfway done with you.”
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their secret weapon pt. 5
synopsis: brooks is in the crowd to watch Y/N’s match, but The Judgement Day is not thrilled when they see him.
tags: violence, chair shots, good ole’ wrasslin’, angst. fem!reader, ex!brooks, poly!judgement day
A/N: i was gonna wait but i needed to put this out there bc i’m a sick individual...can i just say the love and support on not just this writing but others i’ve posted has been amazing and it makes my day when people message and send requests? literally ty all so much, i would kiss you all on the foreheads if i could
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Y/N spent the rest of her time backstage before her match trying to relax. Her conversation with Brooks and the reactions of her partners were doing little to nothing to ease her nerves, but she knew she just needed to go out and do what she did best. She spent some time to herself getting ready before the others came back, and she smiled up at them gently as she laced her boots. Rhea took an eyeliner pen and did her signature TJD underneath one of Y/N’s eyes and Finn stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders to help loosen her up. “So this Brooks character…” Finn began. “He’s going to be out there watching your match?”
As Rhea finished her makeup, Y/N nodded and rolled her shoulders as Finn loosened her up. “He’ll be out there somewhere. And I’m asking you guys not to cause trouble with him.” Dominik scoffed as he tied a purple bandana around his neck. “We can’t make any promises, but we’ll think about it.” He smirked. Y/N wasn’t about to let her partners make a fool of themselves at ringside, so she turned to look at Dom with a small frown. “I’m serious, Dominik. I understand why you guys want me to distance myself from things in my past but I just…h-he’s a good guy.” She said softly.
For being the largest of the group, Damian was also the biggest softy. He immediately took note of Y/N’s reaction and gave Dom a light slap to the arm. “She has a match soon and you really think this is the time to act like that?” He scolded Dom, who blushed and put his hands up in defense. Rhea rolled her eyes at the two of them and moved to finish getting herself ready. “We’ll behave as long as he behaves.” She said, deciding that would be the end of the conversation. “And you two need to quit fucking around in the corner, we have places to be.” Y/N closed her eyes as Rhea mothered everyone in the room, working to calm herself down and focus on her upcoming match against Candace LeRae.
Eventually, The fivesome began to make their way to gorilla for Y/N’s match. She was in the middle, Damian and Dominik to her left and Rhea and Finn to her right. Damian and Rhea were definitely the most protective of Y/N and always placed themselves right next to her when possible. She adjusted her pink denim jacket one more time, placed her cherry lollipop in her mouth, and hit the cues with her partners as their lights and music hit. There was something about coming out to the crowds in this new persona, something about the energy that shifted when they all walked in a room…it made Y/N feel incredible. She could barely put it into words how it all felt. But she needed to channel that energy, as this match was huge for her in claiming her spot in the Women’s Division on Raw while also giving Brooks a show in the audience.
When Brooks said he was going to be front and center, he wasn’t kidding. As The Judgement Day came down to the ring, she immediately took note of where he was and smiled at him; where Y/N thought she would be nervous seeing Brooks during this match, she now felt his presence comforting her. The other four also took note of him and where he was in the audience, but Y/N was able to distract them and have them stand elsewhere during the match. They all begrudgingly did what she asked, but still couldn’t promise they wouldn’t get into any mischief down the road.
Truth be told, Y/N was also going to cause some chaos and rile them up. They couldn’t control her every move and she was going to continue being the same character she always had been, even before The Judgement Day came into her life. Y/N took the lollipop from her mouth and walked to where Brooks was standing, smirking as she held it out for him and placed the candy into his mouth. The audience around them cheered, having been aware of the history between the two, and Y/N went into the ring like nothing happened. The faces on her partners were not the most thrilled they’d ever been, but she knew she could defend her decision backstage if they had words about it.
Once the match started, Y/N and Candace were both on a roll. Candace’s acrobatic, more athletic moves were a nice contrast to Y/N’s harsher striking and submission style. Rhea, Dominik, Damian, and Finn all kept to themselves at ringside and even stayed on the other side away from Brooks. But that didn’t erase the fact that every so often they would glare at him; at one point Rhea was even mockingly waving at him to get some kind of reaction. But Brooks wasn’t giving in, he stayed focused on the match and cheered Y/N on while he kept the lollipop in his mouth. Every so often, when she wasn’t looking at her partners, she would look for Brooks and he’d give her a reassuring nod and smile. This was exactly what she needed. At one point though when Y/N fell out of the ring after a pretty nasty hit, Brooks was front and center at the barricade making sure she was okay.
“Baby, you good?” He asked, concern lacing his voice as he held his hand out for you to get back up. Without a second thought Y/N grabbed his hand and pulled herself up, smiling like the giddy girl she was whenever he’d help her in the past. Fuck, I can’t let him go. She thought to herself. Y/N turned her head though, when her four partners saw was Brooks was doing and made her way to the other side of the ring. “Don’t even think about it.” She told them, shaking her head and letting go of Brooks’s hand. “It’s fine, just go back over there.” Of course, Rhea wasn’t listening. She continued to step closer to them until she was standing in front of Brooks, even though Y/N was trying to keep her away. “If I were you, I’d stay away from our girl.”
Brooks shook his head and laughed in Rhea’s face. “She may be your girl now, but she was mine when no one else gave a fuck about her.” Y/N wasn’t even paying attention to them anymore but was now focused on the three boys. “I’m serious, go!” She knew she couldn’t handle being distracted like this, so she got back in the ring to continue her match. But when she did, Candace was ready to end the entire match and swept under her feet to bring Y/N to the ground. She was going to take advantage of her opponent being distracted, and once Y/N was back on the ground Candace climbed the ropes for a moonsault. Somehow Y/N was able to kick out at the two count, and that brought the attention of The Judgement Day and Brooks back to the match. “I’m not finished with you.” Rhea pointed at Brooks before following the boys back to the other side of the ring. “Come on, Y/N! Get up!” Her partners started to cheer as she took her sweet old time getting to her feet again.
After everything that just occurred, Y/N was raging. Five people she loved and cared about almost made her lose one of the biggest matches of her career thus far, and she wasn’t about to let any of them live it down. Once she was on her feet again, Y/N started to pace and watch Candace’s every last move. “Get up!” She yelled at her opponent, standing in the corner of the ring to watch her. Once Candace was also up on her feet, Y/N came at her with a spear that practically flipped her inside out and positioned herself for a submission move Damian had been working on with her. Almost identical to a sharpshooter but with a slightly different leg position, Y/N locked Candace into the hold and put all of the pressure on her back. From there, it was only a matter of seconds before Candace tapped and Y/N was announced as the winner.
She dropped Candace back down onto the mat and smiled as she caught her breath; Y/N didn’t even realize that her partners had made their way back over to Brooks in the crowd and immediately began to attack him. Brooks didn’t even have enough time to defend himself, as Damian lifted him over the barricade and they started to kick him while he was on the ground. “What are you doing?” Y/N yelled from the ring, watching as Finn picked Brooks up and threw him into the ring for everyone to see what they were doing. “Step aside, Princess. He needs to be taught a lesson.” Rhea warned, stepping in front of Y/N as if to block her from getting to Brooks. But Y/N was small and quick, so she was able to get around Rhea and stand between Brooks and the other members of the group. “Don’t hurt him, okay? He didn’t do anything!” She begged, her hands up and Brooks gently reaching out to hold her ankle as a way of thanking her.
The four of them were fuming. Finn was the first to speak up as he watched what was going on. “Remember what we told you, Y/N.” He warned softly. Brooks began to slowly get himself back to his feet and stood behind Y/N, a gentle hand on her waist this time. “Think about what’s best for you. Think of all we’ve done for you.” Finn said again. Dominik was already cracking his knuckles at the sight of someone else touching their girl, and steam was coming from Damian’s ears. No one touched their girl, and she was only making them more upset the longer she went without making a decision.
Y/N looked back and forth between Brooks and The Judgement Day. Finn was right; the four of them had done so much for her and every day showed how much they truly cared about her even if some of their actions were flawed. They took her under their wing when barely anyone else in the company gave a shit about her. But on the other hand, Brooks had always served as the person she could confide in when she was struggling. He was the first person who made her feel beautiful in and outside of the ring. But where was he when she needed someone to stand up for her in NXT? Where was Brooks when Y/N doubted herself and debated leaving this company? She was stuck between two parts of her life, and they were all expecting her to make her decision.
As the crowd roared around them, telling Y/N what decision to make, she slowly turned her back to The Judgement Day and wrapped her arms around Brooks’s shoulders in a tight hug. Y/N buried her face in his neck as he picked her up, his body relaxing into hers and holding her as tight as he could. “I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.” He said in her ear as they slowly stepped away from the four (clearly pissed) individuals in the ring. Brooks even put his hat back on her head like they always did when she won matches; he was just happy to see Y/N was picking the right side.
However, he had no clue what was coming his way.
Brooks gently placed Y/N back on her feet and kissed her forehead before glaring at The Judgement Day from over her shoulder. He didn’t even say another word to them, even though they were already hopping out of the ring and climbing underneath it to find whatever weapons they could. Brooks protectively put Y/N behind him, watching Damian and Finn who had stayed in the ring and started to slowly move closer to the two of them while Rhea and Dominik tossed a couple chairs into the ring. Y/N being behind Brooks was the perfect opportunity for her to make it clear which side she was on, because she quickly dropped to her knees and delivered a low blow to Brooks.
Y/N’s four partners immediately began to smile at her; Rhea was dying of laughter, pointing at Brooks as he fell to the canvas holding his manhood. Y/N looked down at him, his hat still on her head, and her own sadness and anger written all over her face at the decision she’d made. She had to prove herself to her partners, and that meant trusting them and their plan for her. Once Brooks was back on the ground the boys began to attack him again, and this time Dominik pulled Y/N into a hug as they watched. At one point when Brooks got up on his knees to hopefully defend himself, Rhea delivered a chair shot to his back.
The four of them turned to Y/N once they all had a turn giving Brooks a piece of their mind. Damian held out a chair to her and smiled. “Finish it off, princesa. End it.” He told her. And while Y/N didn’t immediately take the chair, she eventually did and walked in a circle around Brooks’s writhing body. “Where were you when I needed you?” Y/N asked Brooks as she looked down at him. “You didn’t care about me. You never did.” The look on Brooks’s face said otherwise, but Y/n knew she needed to end this. She looked at each of her partners before lifting the chair up and delivering the harshest chair shot she could manage to Brooks’s upper body.
She dropped the chair before taking off Brooks’s hat and dropping it onto his body, wiping away the one singular tear that had rolled down her cheek. The Judgement Day rolled out of the ring five deep, Damian pulling Y/N to his chest as they walked up the ramp to go backstage and Rhea continuing to taunt Brooks from a distance. They were all proud of Y/N and she was proud of herself, but the next step of this process was grieving the relationships she had to let go of in order to follow the plan. While The Judgement Day was prepared for that to happen, Y/N had no clue what was about to happen.
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hello, can you write about damian priest x reader where she just got into the main roster on RAW and she felt left out in the women's lockerroom (except becky and liv) and a impossible crush with the archer of infamy but he is the one who ask her out
love this request!
‼️a little angst and rhea’s a little mean, sorry
damian priest x reader
my birdie
you were a shy person.
always been. but when it came to wrestling, you were an animal, everyone knew about your abilities and they loved you for it. that’s why you went from nxt to smackdown and from smackdown to raw in less than two years.
people wanted to see you doing big things and big things came when hunter placed you in a completely different roaster.
you made some friends in nxt, you’ve been there the most so your colleagues got to know you better. it’s not that you were rude, you didn’t like being on your own either but you were shy.
some of your colleagues got to know this side of you and tried to involve you in more activities together, others didn’t care as they all wanted to focus on themselves.
when you spent a few months on smackdown, everyone apart from bayley ignored you. she immediately understood what you were feeling. fear of being alone and starting in a roaster where you didn’t know anybody and the fact that you weren’t talkative at all was making it 100% harder.
you were grateful for bayley and for her patience with you, that’s why you cried to her when you were being shifted on raw.
you wanted to be on raw, you were just scared of how you were going to be treated. it wasn’t easy on smackdown but at least you made a friend.
the first two weeks were hard. bayley was constantly checking on you, making sure you were okay and doing good. she even said to the other girls that you were shy and needed a little time to open up but it felt like they didn’t care.
liv and becky were the only two people who never made you feel unwanted. they took times to introduce you to the rest of the raw squad.
basically, everyone was ignoring you.
shayna tried to get to know you, and in fact she liked your shy and calm persona but she was too focused on her goals to have time to get to know you better. still, you appreciated her efforts. she still spent time eating lunch with you and you were really grateful for that.
but, apart from the three girls, it was clear that you were unwanted. other girls saw you as a threat.
especially rhea. you would describe the meeting with the judgment day “the most scary day of your life”. liv introduced you to them and you felt like an animal in a cage when you felt all of their eyes on you.
dom and finn didn’t really care about you. rhea ignored you but kept watching you. damian, well, damian had the audacity to make some stupid jokes about your shy persona.
“what is a scared birdie like you doing in a place like this?” he joked making everyone but liv laugh “cat really got your tongue birdie? be safe out there, you’re a little bird in a room full of cats ready to eat you alive”
“and the one right here” dom said pointing at rhea “is the scariest cat you’ll ever meet” and with that they all left.
you remember crying that night.
you also knew that becky and liv had a conversation with them because they stopped poking at you. they just watched you from afar. especially damian. who you got a little crush on but could never tell him. you couldn’t really understand why he was constantly watching you. when you were training. when you were on live television. when you were basically doing nothing. he was watching you and his beautiful but firm eyes made you a little scared.
“what is she doing here?” you heard rhea saying to finn, one time you were all training together. she didn’t know you were listening but you were. and her words hurt you “she looks like a lost princess from disneyland” she said making finn laugh.
you excused yourself from training with becky and seth and they immediately knew something was wrong. they took you under their protective wing, training with you and teaching you new moves.
“jeez rhea, was that necessary?” becky said with an angry look on her face.
“what?” she said like nothing happened.
“why do you all hate her so much? what has she ever done to you?” seth said to finn and the rest of the judgment day.
silence.
they had no reason to hate her “like i thought” seth said.
“she’s in the wrong place” rhea said, not making eye contact with becky.
“wrong place? she kicked your ass last week” becky said laughing “just because she’s shy doesn’t mean she isn’t capable, she’s just as smart and strong as you rhea…she just has more difficulty to open up to people…you guys should help her instead of making fun of her, or at least, if you don’t feel that kind to get to know her, ignore her…for her own sake, stop making fun of her” becky said very annoyed before leaving with seth.
that night you kept thinking about rhea’s words. maybe you really were in the wrong place. maybe you didn’t belong with them. maybe you really should be doing something different. and those thoughts made you cry because wrestling was all you ever wanted to do in your entire life.
but before you could overthink again, a soft knock on your hotel room awaked you from your wandering mind.
you weren’t definitely expecting to see damian priest in front of you.
“hey…” he smiled at you.
“you should at least wait until tomorrow to make fun of me” you said, looking at the ground “again…”
damian felt guilty.
he saw how you quickly wiped your tears away. he also knew he fucked up.
he felt guilty because in reality he was in love with you. you caught his attention the moment liv introduced you to them. he was watching every move you made, making sure you were being safe but he didn’t want to let you know what he was feeling.
“i’m here to apologise…”
“sure” you still weren’t looking at him.
“i’m serious y/n…i’m so sorry for how i made you feel, for how me and my team made you feel…” he began apologising and you let him in the room before you could catch other’s attention “we thought it was funny at first but…we clearly weren’t thinking and for that i’m so sorry, we didn’t mean to hurt you” he said truthfully but still you weren’t looking at him.
his eyes had a different effect on you.
“can you please look at me?” he said moving closer to your body “are you scared of me birdie?”
“i’m not scared…” you said raising your eyes.
now you were both looking into each other’s eyes.
“i’m sorry…really, so so sorry for hurting you…” he apologised again.
“it’s okay damian…thank you for your apology, uhm…it’s okay now i guess” you shyly smiled at him.
“and if you’re okay…i would like to get to know you a little bit more…only if you’re okay with that” he said a little awkwardly.
“yes…it’s okay for me”
“perfect” he smiled “what about tomorrow? i’ll take you somewhere nice for lunch, if you’re free of course” he rambled.
“i’m free” you smiled, seeing how funny he was being.
“then i’ll see you tomorrow birdie” he smirked before leaving your room.
“would you ever stop calling me that?” you asked him.
“i don’t think so” he smiled at you closing your hotel door.
you looked at the door for about ten minutes before moving into your bed, smiling like a teen who just got asked out.
now, all you had to do was to get a nice sleep and waiting for tomorrow to come.
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can you please write and story where Reader is an childhood friend of Rhea and also an part of the Judgment Day and she an huge crush on Damian and crushes in front of Rhea all the time and Rhea is already slightly annoyed and sets up an situation where reader has to confess (maybe an car ride to the next tour stop where both are "ironically" alone in a car) and when she does Damian is says he feels the same while lays his hand on her thigh and when they arrive at the next stop Rhea already knows that she confessed and all went positive.
Damian Priest x fem!reader
warnings:none :)
requests are open
Y/n and Rhea had been best friends since they were kids. They grew up together, shared secrets, and even had their own little wrestling league in their backyard. But as they got older, Rhea's passion for wrestling grew and she eventually joined WWE, leaving y/n behind.
However, y/n's love for wrestling never faded. She too joined WWE and became a part of the faction called Judgment Day, led by none other than Rhea herself. The faction also included Damian, a handsome and confident wrestler who y/n had developed a huge crush on.
Y/n tried her best to hide her feelings for Damian, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as they spent more time together as part of the faction. She couldn't help but blush and stutter whenever he was around, much to Rhea's annoyance.
Rhea, being the perceptive friend that she was, noticed y/n's crush on Damian and decided to take matters into her own hands. She knew y/n would never have the courage to confess her feelings, so she came up with a plan.
One day, while on their way to the next tour stop, Rhea suggested that y/n and Damian take the same car. Y/n was hesitant at first, but Rhea insisted, saying it would be more convenient and they could catch up on some alone time.
As they drove, y/n's nerves were on edge. She couldn't believe she was alone in a car with Damian, the man she had been crushing on for months. She tried to calm herself down by striking up a conversation, but her nerves got the best of her and she ended up blabbering about random things.
Damian, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying her nervous ramblings. He found it endearing and couldn't help but smile at her. As they continued to talk, y/n's confidence grew and she finally mustered up the courage to confess her feelings to Damian.
She blurted out her confession, her face turning red with embarrassment. But before she could even finish, Damian placed his hand on her thigh, causing her to freeze in surprise.
'I feel the same way, y/n,' he said with a smile. 'I've been waiting for you to say something.'
Y/n couldn't believe her ears. She had expected rejection or at least some hesitation from Damian, but his words were like music to her ears. She felt her heart flutter as she looked into his eyes.
As they arrived at their destination, Rhea greeted them with a knowing smile. She had overheard their conversation and was happy to see that everything had gone according to her plan.
Y/n and Damian stepped out of the car, their hands intertwined. Rhea hugged them both, congratulating them on finally admitting their feelings for each other.
From that day on, y/n and Damian's relationship only grew stronger. They were no longer just friends and faction members, but now they were lovers too. And Rhea was happy to have played a part in bringing them together.
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Paranoia | Finn Balor
Summary: Damian convinces the JD that you can't be trusted and you pay for it.
Author's Note: This started because the lovely @theworldofotps decided to write an angst fic where Y/N is a bet. ❤️ May you cry and use the wrapping paper as tissues.
But to be fair I was so excited the day we became mutual. Love your stories. Keep the angst coming.
The referee raised your arm triumphantly in the middle of the ring. Wrestling fans cheered for you as you now won a shot at facing Rhea Ripley for the title. You knew it would cause some problems in the group but you didn't know it would be this bad.
The Judgment Day theme music played through the arena. A series of boos replaced the cheers. You turned to see Damian, Dom, your boyfriend Finn, JD, and Rhea. Rhea walked into the ring while the guys stood on each side.
"Come on, Rhea. Just don't do it," the referee tried to reason with her.
"This is what we always talked about. You and I competing for the gold," you squealed happily still not quite reading the room. The arena started to quiet down as they could tell what was happening. You turned to Finn and smiled. He looked away from you.
"You know Damian was right about you. He said you would try to tear us down," she yelled at you. You shook your head.
"No, I am loyal to you guys. I will always be loyal to you guys," you pleaded for your innocence. You remember what happened to Edge when they grew tired of him. Sometimes you had nightmares of the bar in his mouth and the look in his eyes.
"Too late,"
Rhea jerked forward colliding her head into yours. You screamed and fell to the ground rolling towards Finn. You reached out for him to grab your hand but he took a few steps back. His hands raised at his sides. He couldn't possibly believe you were not loyal to them.
"Finn, please, I love you," you whimpered continuing to reach your arm out. A look of remorse flashed in his eyes. It seemed he may pull from the trance but it was too late. "Please help me,"
Fingers snaked in your hair and pulled you up. Rhea dragged you towards the middle of the ring. She grabbed one hand between your legs and used her other arm to lock you in place. Your stomach dropped as you realized what she was planning on doing. You made one last attempt at your innocence.
She hoisted you in the air and slammed you on the mat. The bright lights shined on you. Rhea'a form stood above you. She placed a single boot on your chest and raised her title in the air.
"Let this be a lesson to never cross Judgment Day," she announced to a mixture of boos and cheers.
All you could do was look at Finn as tears poured down your cheeks.
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❝Early Mornings❞
Damian Priest x Reader
!! Gif not mine; credits to owners !!
not requested i just thought it was cute
i apologies this is pretty short but i’ve had the biggest writers block everrrr
English is not my first language!! i apologies for any mistakes
Waking up next to Damian every day was truly a blessing, his features soft as small snores left his mouth. Your eyes flutter open as the sun beamed through the blinds and onto yours and Damians faces, making him look cuter than ever. You couldn’t help but admire him, how relaxed he looked After a while, you turned your body to the side, attempting to get out of his strong grip.
You delicately lifted his arm that was rested on your waist, making him tighten his grip around you, a groan escaping his slightly parted lips.
“Baby i gotta get up” You said, turning your body back towards him, resting your hand on the side of his face, softly caressing his cheek. You heard him mumble something you couldn’t quite catch, assuming it was about you trying to get up and out of bed.
“Just a little longer” He said in that sexy morning voice of it, you felt like you were about to melt right then and there as he wrapped both his arms around your body, pulling you impossibly closer towards him, making you snuggle into his chest. You decided it was no use to try and fight , knowing his mind was made up, so you cuddled into him, letting yourself fall back into a deep sleep.
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