#shane mcmahon x reader
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ATTITUDE || 001
IT'S YOUR FIRST introduction to the World Wrestling Federation and you’re surprised at the fan reaction. It makes you giddy, but now people (including those in the back) are going to be expecting much of you.
Your two best friends, Torrie Wilson and Stacy Keibler, return back to the hotel room and you guys chat before heading to sleep.
The adrenaline rush is still coursing through your veins as Shane McMahon helps you back over the barricade. You had just shown up to interfere in a match between Matt Hardy and the Big Show.
Shane told you that you needed to focus your attention on the redhead, Lita, and deal with the other, Trish Stratus, if necessary.
At one point in the match, Lita yanks Trish off of the apron and her shirt went along with it. Yikes.
Shane figured that this was a wonderful opportunity for you to get in there. He lightly pushes you forward and that was your cue to get the hell in there.
Lita was so busy with trying to beat on Trish that she hadn’t even noticed you jumped over the barricade. You can see her scream at Trish to “get up” as you approach. Her back is toward you. Perfect!
At first, the crowd was confused, but once realizing that you weren’t a fan, they holler and cheers at your appearance, quickly recognizing you from WCW.
“Is that—my god!” JR yells. “That’s [Name], from WCW!”
The crowd seems to get even louder when you yank Lita‘s shoulder and turn her toward you to smash your forearm right in her face.
Trish is looking on in awe, covering herself and scooting backward from the scene. Whoever you were, you kind of saved her?!
“She’s not taking too kindly to Lita right now!” Paul exclaims with laughter in his voice. “Fight, fight, fight!”
Lita doesn’t even get a chance to fight back, you’re moving way too fast.
It’s a little strange to hear the crowd so excited, but you try not to let it distract you as much.
Before you had gotten out of there, you made sure to give Lita a final parting gift. A swift DDT. You throw your arm around her neck and sweep your leg back, before pulling both of you down to the floor. Lita’s head slams into the concrete and you hop up from your spot.
The crowd gives a resound “ooooh” in response. If your DDT was in a box, it’d be wrapped with the prettiest bow anyone has ever seen.
Meanwhile, Trish wants to be thankful to you, this stranger that beat the hell out of Lita. Yet, she’s not sure if she should be feeling so grateful.
Covering herself with her coat, she slowly starts to make her way to the other side of the ring. She doesn’t want any problems with you!
And luckily for Trish, you didn’t have enough time to handle her, so you’ll save it for next show. Just disrupting the match equilibrium is enough.
No one was expecting you at all. You’re following behind the footsteps of people like Lance Storm, Hugh Morrus, and Booker T…..you are officially the fourth star to appear from WCW.
These random occurrences were no coincidence. To the WWF, it just meant man or woman, anyone could get it at any time.
Let it be known that the forbidden door is completely blown off its hinges. There was no longer any boundaries.
You had quickly made your way out before security could retrieve you and Shane had been waiting for you by the barricade. You two made a swift exit, with him encouragingly patting your side as he holds onto you.
Right now, he’s still guiding you out to the limousine with a camera trailing behind you two. The crowd cheers don’t end despite you two getting the hell out of there. You can still hear the noise from the arena.
“Great job, [Name]!” He exclaims. “Bet my father wasn’t expecting that! Now both divisions have something to look out for!” Shane quickly opens the door for you. “Get in!”
You quickly hop into the limo, shuffling in. Shane follows you and closes the door afterwards.
And just like that, it was the start of your WWF journey. You had always wondered if it’ll be like WCW. The backstage environment was sure to be different than this ones.
You suppose there was only one way to find out.
You’re splayed out in the seat of the limo, and though Shane had squished in there with you, he finds it to be a better idea to go sit across from you.
“I haven’t heard people cheer like that for a woman in years!” A but of an exaggeration, but it still holds true. People made a lot of noise for you.
Your attention is on the ceiling. It still hasn’t set in that the crowd might actually like you. You’re more focused on the fact that you’re actually here in the WWF.
You wouldn’t have ever guessed it. WCW was the place you wanted to be when you started. Years before you debuted, all you did was practice.
Really. Practice, practice, practice. Until you couldn’t move anymore. Your old mentor, Madusa, ensured that you were conditioned enough to be in the ring.
She kept you there for a while. You’d jokingly say that she was holding you hostage, but it ended up being for your benefit. You learned that they would pull the women from the school too early.
Madusa did not want them to make that mistake. She made sure you knew what you were doing before you could go anywhere!
You have to admit though, the training at the power-plant facility wasn’t the best. There were other woman who didn’t exactly know what they were doing. It was easy for them to mess up.
And it’s actually where you met your two close friends, Stacy and Torrie. You were nervous, they were nervous, it’s only inevitable you three would mutter things to one another.
You were more than happy to give them tips on what you knew. From you, they were more than happy to learn. Eventually it grew from only talking in the school to completely hanging out with each other.
It was really nice to finally make some genuine friends.
Shane takes you out of your daydream by holding out a bottle of champagne. “A performance like that deserves some reward! Want some?”
“No, I’m okay.” You shake your head. “But hey, I’m just glad I could get in there!”
Shane thinks you’re downplaying yourself. “Seriously, that was amazing.” He says. “I couldn’t believe it. WWF should know by now there’s one hell of a storm brewing.”
You didn’t realize it at first, but maybe you like this so called “invasion” more than you thought you would.
“You mind if we head to Times Square? I’m due to speak WWF New York.”
Your reply is sluggish. “Yeah, yeah, sure. What is that?”
“It’s mainly a restaurant, but we do some live events there too.” He summarized.
That quickly reminds you of the WCW Grill in Vegas. You’ve been there many times, whether it to be signing things or just hanging out with other coworkers.
You lean up from your seat. “WCW had something like that in Vegas! They closed last year though. Bummer, I kinda liked their food. And I think I had a menu item once!”
“Really? Well, I’m sure the WWF’s will be better.” Shane pauses for a second. “I mean, for once. Besides, we’ll be bigger and better. Then you can really get your name on the menu.”
You let out a chuckle. He slipped up a little. “Right.”
”I’m gonna need you for Smackdown too.” Shane says. “You don’t have to worry that much about transportation since we’re staying here for it.”
Oh joy! Seriously! No worrying about catching a flight tonight, that’s less stress on your shoulders.
“Then I’ll be there.” It’s not like you wouldn’t be anyway.
”While you’re at it, mind asking Torrie if she could attend as well?” He requests you. “I’ve got a great idea for the both of you.”
A great idea, he says. Not like you’ve heard that before. “Color me intrigued, what’s the plan?”
“I want you ladies to go undercover in the WWF. Somehow, someway. Get as much information as you can from anyone you run into.” He explains. “If anything goes wrong, WCW will protect you. You’ve got my word on that.”
“I believe you. But how should I do that? Just waltz up in there and proclaim I’m one of them now? I just attacked Lita!” You throw your arms out for extra emphasis.
“Relax. Just act like you were misguided. And when you learned that I wasn’t in the right, you want to change your ways. If I were you, I’d apologize to Lita first.”
It was only a six minute drive from MSG to WWF New York. When the limo pulls up, you can hear the sound of the crowd on the outside of it.
The only thing you could do was nod at Shane. It’s go-time.
Leaning up from your spot, you take a second to fix yourself up, fixing your shirt and adjusting your hair so that it’s presentable. Wouldn’t want people to get the wrong idea…
Rumors still can circulate, even if you were seen in the ring earlier! The last thing you wanted was for dirt sheets to grasp at straws, with your boss of all people.
Shane gets out first, then takes a second to open the door. He then pulls it open and you are greeted with the crowd on both sides of the sidewalk.
When they turn their heads to see who else was in the vehicle, they cheer over at you. All you can really do is wave with a smile.
Do they really know who you are?
Photographers are at the ready, their bright white lights flashing at you. It makes you squint every time a camera would go off. You just hoped those photos won’t come out bad.
Shane waits for you, offering his arm for you to take while you get out of the car. You happily take it and he ushers you to go inside.
It’s like walking the red carpet, albeit shorter and quicker. You two go in, and you try to look at what they’ve got on display as you walk.
Lots and lots of action figures. You can only look over there for a few seconds, but you do catch a Lita figure on one of the holders.
There’s a lot of others, but you’re not quite sure who they are. Stone Cold Steve Austin? Triple H? Edge? None of those people ring a bell.
As you two approach the steps, there’s only one thing pops into your mind.
…You can’t believe that this place has two floors! So far, it was beating that WCW Grill by a long shot. Upstairs was for merchandise, and as you two go down you assume that the restaurant was around here.
You’re greeted by another large crowd of people and the both of you make your way over toward the stage.
The camera nearby moves over to the both of you.
Shane lets go of your arm and goes to grab a mic from a stagehand. You wait for him by the center of the stage.
Before he says anything, he reaches down toward the crowd to give them high fives. Shane comes back toward you.
“Surprise,” He says. “Well obviously, I’m not Perry Saturn, and she’s not Terri Runnels. But dad, I know you can hear me. It’s your son Shane, how’re you doing?”
The crowd cheers his name and you keep the smile on your face. This place was WWF New York, but before anyone knew it, it could easily become WCW New York.
“You know, the one that owns WCW. The very organization that has you a little heated under the collar. Because WCW continues to infiltrate your WWF.” Shane motions over toward you.
“[Name] made an example out of two women on your roster, and believe me, that won’t be the end of it.”
You nod your head. You’re eager to take these women down, one at a time. You definitely need to make a mental checklist.
Shane continues on. “You see dad, that is done out of necessity. Because in order to build a brand like WCW, we need television exposure. But I’ve gotta give you credit on this because I didn’t think it was possible, through all of your connections you have been able to block WCW from airing on any television network period.”
When he pauses again for a split second, the crowd cheers him.
“Here’s how it’s gonna go down.” He says. “I may not be able to compete with your checkbook but I can compete with your brains. Since you have prevented WCW from airing on any network, it’s now time for WCW to invade the WWF.”
You clap your hands toward him, then try to signal for the crowd to make some noise. They do and you smile. “Thank you!” Although your words were drowned out by the crowd.
“One of the people to lead the charge in one division stands here next to me,” Shane turns to you. “I reckon that she’ll become the next Women’s Champion in no time..”
You hope so. That’s a big step in your career. You were one year too late in getting the WCW Women’s Championship, despite Madusa’s efforts to revive it.
To your surprise, Shane holds out the mic toward you. He must’ve expected you to say something.
You try not to look like a deer in headlights as you take the mic and speak up.
“All I want is to lead WCW to victory. Whatever it takes, I will do…so let this be a warning to the entire women’s division. What I did to Lita was a demonstration of what’s to come. Trust me when I say that no one can stop me, but feel free to try if you want to…that is if you don’t want to end your career early!”
Shane laughs at your words. Hopefully the women (and men if they so dared,) would take heed. You pass the mic back to him.
“Oh, but that’s not all,” He points a finger up. “Might I introduce the second person to lead the charge, I’m sure that you and Stone Cold Steve Austin know this man very well. Ladies and Gentlemen, the WCW Champion, give it up for Booker T!”
As Booker makes his way from behind the curtain with a mic, he throws up his arms.
You watch as he reaches down to high five the fans. After of which, you reach out your own hand for him to shake. He grabs your hand and shakes firmly.
Shane mimics you, shaking his hand as well.
“Last night, at King of the Ring, it was just too easy, no, it was just too damn easy to take you outta the game!” Booker says.
There are mixed reactions at his words, with more cheering than booing from the antsy crowd.
“—And you call yourself the WWF Champion? I respect that, but ask me what I call you. I’m calling you out to let you know that if you want some you can come and get some, because I’m gonna be here at WWF New York, kicking it all night long!”
Shane brought back up his own mic. “I’d like to call this my dream team. These two are going to lead my brand new company to victory. Dad, this is a warning to you. I’m just here to say that you’re on borrowed time..”
That’s all that was needed to say.
Shane was 100% sure that his father was watching. He’s also sure that he was boiling in anger. It’s exactly what he wanted.
The camera makes sure to get all three of you into frame. It’s up to you, as that’s left was for you and Booker T to apply pressure on the WWF..
After the segment at WWF New York, Shane fortunately allowed you to return to your hotel, but told you to watch the remainder of Raw when you could on the television.
You’re not exactly sure what his plan was, but now you’re curious to see. All you knew is that Booker T was asked to stay and they went off somewhere else while you just left through the back this time.
Just what in the world were they up to?
Shane was nice enough to send you your own limousine after bidding you a good night. Most of your energy had fizzed out and you could tell that his had too.
All you were excited for was to flop onto your bed. You don’t even move the comforters, all you do is just lie down for a few minutes. You’re sure you can move a little later.
There’s a lot of big changes going on in your life right now. You think the first biggest one was Shane McMahon’s entry to WCW and how quickly everyone went on his side.
It’s only fair. It’s the competition, hell, it’s the son OF the competition. Who specifically came in saying that he was against his father.
But what made him so trustworthy anyway? A lot of your coworkers were immediately on his side. You knew WCW was declining, but you never thought everyone else would stoop low enough to side with competition.
At least, not that quickly. The way things were going in the company, it made you feel like you had no choice but to trust him. So far, no betrayals, so everything is going okay so far.
You do get enough energy to at least turn on the television to Raw. You figure it’s only right to honor Shane’s request.
Immediately, you’re greeted by the sight of Shane McMahon heading down the ramp with a pep in his step. His father is not happy to see him at all.
Seeing the brand new WCW logo projected onto the ramp makes you feel…
Well, you don’t know how it makes you feel. You can safely say it makes you feel weird though.
You’re so used to it having an obnoxiously large watermark behind it, with the barely visible text of “World Championship Wrestling”.
Now it’s all small, jagged with the points on each letter. You have to tilt your head slightly in order to see it better.
Eventually, the camera moves away from the ramp and decided to follow Shane who was circling around the ring.
With you being able to hear the commentators properly, you wonder what they had to say about your prior run-in. You should’ve asked someone back at home to tape it!
“WCW does NOT belong in Madison Square Garden!” Paul is almost standing out of his seat by now with all of his screaming.
“You may be right about that, but—“ Unfortunately, JR isn’t allowed to get one single word out thanks to his partner.
“You’re damn right I’m right! I grew up here, I know these things, I see these things!”
You roll your eyes. Shouldn’t Paul Heyman be worried about his own company instead of everyone else’s?
Oh, wait…
You chuckle to yourself. Thank god no one could hear your thoughts or that you were backstage. That wouldn’t have been good.
Vince is beckoning Shane into the ring, but unbeknownst to him, Booker had hopped right up into the ring, ripping his jacket off in the process.
It’s so over for him! You can’t help but smile. You watch as Booker lays in punches onto him, causing him to stagger backwards.
Booker takes advantage of this and runs toward the ropes, bounces off of them, then lifting one of his legs to give him a scissor kick.
Just to add salt in the wound, he hits a spinaroonie to get off the canvas.
How amazing is this?! You can see the entire WWF locker room run down the ramp but Shane and Booker are way too fast, making their exit.
This obviously must’ve been what Shane wanted you to see. Maybe this means that the ball is back in your court now.
You wonder how you can upstage Booker this time. It’ll definitely be hard since he literally knocked the hell out of the literal CEO of the WWF! Vince McMahon!!
Although, Shane offhandedly mentioned he has a sister who also happens to be in the business. You could always find something to do with her if he allows it.
Are you still buzzing from earlier? You had thought your energy was all gone, but it seemed like there was still bits of adrenaline in your veins.
You had only a few seconds to make your appearance count and from what you can think back on, you did a pretty damn good job.
The sound of the door unlocking makes you snap your head to your right.
“Helloooo!” Torrie sings from the doorway. “[Naaame], are you here? I’ve got Stacy with meee!”
Ah yes, your unofficial roommate for this trip. Torrie Wilson. And Stacy, who insisted that she room with you guys this time.
You think she’s just scared of being alone, which is understandable. But there was no need for her to try and sneak into your bed when she could use the pull out couch!
“I saw you on TV,” Stacy exclaims. “You were great! You really kicked….what’s her name? Ah, who cares?! The crowd was really loud too!”
“Yeah.” Is all you can really say to that. And then you fall back onto your bed, turning away from them and putting your head onto the cold pillow.
The both of them share a look, but Torrie’s the first to question you. She takes a seat next to you on the bed. “What’s your problem tonight? I’m surprised you haven’t called us on that dying Nokia you’ve got. Normally you’d be the one to drag us out after a show.”
Torrie teasing you about your phone was nothing new, but you still take offense anyway!
“I’m holding onto it!” Your words are muffled. “My 1999 phone is getting me places, okay?!”
Stacy takes a seat on the opposite side of you. “Aren’t they making a new one in like November?”
“Are they?” You turn your head so that they can hear you better. “I hope they have other colors. But honestly, I’m tired. Kinda.”
“Kind of?” Stacy repeated. “How much sleep did you get last night?”
You hold up five fingers. “Five, so just enough to me. I had a flight to catch to get here, so five was really pushing it. I can’t really tell if this schedule’s gonna be worse than our old one.”
“Oh, you poor thing!” Torrie exclaimed, rubbing her hand on your back. “You’re right, but with Shane McMahon being our boss, I’ve gotten more sleep than I would normally! But that’s pretty bad to say, huh?”
“Yes,” You mumble. “Yes it is.” She just haaad to rub it in your face.
“Listen, I don’t think we have to be at the next show—“
You quickly interrupt Torrie. “About that, Shane wanted me to ask you to be at Smackdown. He didn’t say anything about Stacy this time.”
It makes Stacy cheer. “Yay! I get to relax aallll day tomorrow. You know what? [Name], I saw this really cute top at Delia’s earlier today. Now I can go back and buy it for you!”
“Was it that crop top with all those safety pins on the side?” Torrie turns over to Stacy. “If it was, that one totally screamed [Name].”
”YES!” She exclaimed. “That’s exactly the one I’m talking about!”
”From the sound of it, it sounds like I’m gonna have to have a lot of trust in that top.” You say. “And when did you guys go shopping??”
”Earlier. See, they said they needed us.” Torrie removes her hand from your back. “Then I guess they changed their minds since they had you?” It’s the only logical explanation she comes up with.
Whatever, it’s really no big deal. ”Well, you’re gonna be needed tomorrow anyway. And Stacy, I’m sure they’re gonna ask you to show up again. People went crazy! It would be bad if we just left you two in New York.”
“I wouldn’t mind at all!” Stacy finally decides to take a seat too. “Times Square is beautiful! If I could, I’d totally live here.”
“I saw a rat walking down the street with pizza.” You comment. “And you’d stay here. Crazy, crazy, girl.”
Stacy definitely rethinks it. “…Well, now that you say that, shopping only!”
“Hold on a second, it had pizza?!” Torrie exclaims.
It’s gonna be a long, long night, that’s for sure.
*painfully gives a thumbs up.* I SWEAR THIS WAS LONGER WHEN I LOOKED AT THIS OMG. but, yeah. Here we go again, please strap in for the ride
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Beyond the Media
The weight of the world felt like it was resting squarely on my shoulders as I sat alone in the locker room, my thoughts consumed by the relentless onslaught of media coverage. Creative had shifted my character into a heel storyline, and I had been thrown into the midst of a whirlwind of negativity and criticism. It wasn't what I wanted, but it was my job, and I was struggling to reconcile that with the negative attention it was bringing.
As I stared at my phone, reading through hurtful comments and articles, the door to the locker room swung open, and Shane McMahon walked in. His presence alone brought a glimmer of comfort, a reminder that I wasn't entirely alone in this.
"Hey, YNN," Shane said softly, his voice carrying a note of concern.
I looked up, offering him a small smile despite the turmoil within me. "Hey, Shane."
He took a seat next to me, his eyes studying my face. "I can tell something's bothering you. You okay?"
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "It's just... this whole heel storyline thing. The media, the fans – it's getting to me, Shane."
He nodded, his understanding evident. "I get it. The wrestling world can be brutal sometimes, especially when it comes to storylines. But you can't let them get to you."
I leaned back, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "I know, I know. It's just hard. I didn't sign up for this – for all the hate and criticism."
Shane's gaze held mine, his expression filled with empathy. "YN, I've been in this business for a long time. I've had my fair share of ups and downs, and trust me, I know how hard it can be to block out the noise."
I sighed again, feeling a sense of relief wash over me knowing that he understood. "I just don't want this negativity to affect my mindset, my performance."
Shane placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "You're strong, YNN. And you've got the talent and determination to rise above this. Don't let the negativity define you."
His words were a balm to my wounded spirit, a reminder that I had the power to control how I responded to the criticism. "I appreciate that, Shane."
He smiled warmly, his gaze unwavering. "You're not alone in this. Remember, we're a team – a family – here in WWE. Lean on us, lean on me, whenever you need to."
I nodded, a genuine smile tugging at my lips. "Thank you, Shane."
As we sat there, the weight of the media's scrutiny didn't feel quite as suffocating. Shane's presence and his words of encouragement were a lifeline, grounding me in the midst of the storm. We didn't need to say much more – the understanding between us was unspoken, the camaraderie of the wrestling world binding us together.
"You've got this, YNN," Shane said, standing up as he prepared to leave.
I looked up at him, a newfound sense of determination in my eyes. "Yeah, I do. Thanks to you."
He winked, offering me a confident grin. "Anytime. Just remember, don't let them get to you."
As he walked out of the locker room, his words echoed in my mind, a reminder that I had the power to rise above the negativity and the strength to stay true to myself, no matter the storyline. And as I prepared to step back into the spotlight, I held onto Shane's advice, letting it be my shield against the storm of criticism and doubt.
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Wrestling Threesome Fics
Andrade Cien Almas/Reader/Dean Ambrose : Choose Me (AR, A, Ficlet)
Bobby Fish x Reader x Kyle O’Reilly : Our Princess (AR, S, threesome)
Dean Ambrose vs. Shane McMahon for Y/N : Who’s It Gonna Be? (AR, F, A)
Elias x Reader x Roman Reigns : Chained to the Wall (S, Threesome)
Jordan Devlin x Reader x Finn Balor : Teacher and Student (AK, S, Threesome, no M|M)
Revival/ FTR (Scott Dawson and Dash Wilder) : Hands Everywhere (AR, S, Threesome)
Roman Reigns x Reader x Drew McIntyre : Cheek to Cheek
Tommaso Ciampa x Reader x Johnny Gargano : Just a Thing (AR, S)
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A heart
Pairing: Kane x Fem reader
Description: When you get hurt during your match, an unexpected person comes to you aid
Warning: Minor swearing
You fought tooth and nail against Chyna in a match to contend for a chance to win the intercontinental women's championship from Stephanie McMahon. You and chyna didn't want to have the match against each other due to being really great friends but you both knew that sometimes you had to fight against friends for new chances, so far both of you were doing great getting a few good hits on each other that is until one hit went too far busting your nose when out of nowhere as she helps you up stephanie along with Triple H jumped in and hell broke loose kicking, beating, and hitting you nonstop even getting a handful of hair pulled and hit across the face with steph's high heel managing to throw steph out of the ring despite your pained and injured state while chyna raged hell on Hunter, you collapse in the ring staying awake for a little bit seeing chyna over you talking until everything was black hearing ringing in your ears the last you see is a red blur right before you went out, you come to in the locker room seeing a bandage on your nose, feeling a bag of ice on top of your head, and feeling something lightly rub your sternum looking down slowly to see a very large gloved hand on you. You close your eyes as a wave of nausea and dizziness wash over you feeling the ice taken off your head and the other hand on your head moving strands off and back away from your forehead and eyes, you open them to see Kane above you making your heart stop only for a minute before you just look around seeing chyna in the hall who yells about what happened "Shane you better be fucking lucky that I didn't get my hands on your sister!" your eyes dart back to kane when he starts gently lifting your head up just to put a pillow underneath it and helping you slowly drink water which helped ease the dizziness and a little bit of the nausea falling asleep from the comforting and gentle touches from kane which surprises you later on knowing that someone so large, intimidating, and what people called a monster could be gentle, kind, and have a true raw heart waking ten minutes when you feel yourself being moved opening your eyes to see that your head was in his lap and that he was just staring at the wall as chyna walked in smiling in relief that you were okay and awake "You look better than before I was worried" she watches how you calmly lay in his lap but you stay quiet still a bit confused of what happened until she lightly laughed "He's liked you for awhile and when he saw them jump in the ring he tried to run out but shane and everyone stopped him until he shoved them away" you turn to look at kane who was watching you making you blush lightly and smile sweetly at the tall man above you raising up and not only moving strands of hair away but also pressing a soft kiss on his forehead even though he was wearing a mask but he blushes bright red when he feels your soft lips against his mask "Thank you Kane".
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Say What You Feel Inside
(not my gif!)
Bret Hart x McMahon sister reader (one shot)
[Also available of Archive of Our Own!]
Word count: ~1.2k
Tags: Public displays of affection, fluff, arguing, misunderstandings, flirting, declarations of love, family fluff
Summary:
As the oldest McMahon sister, your relationship with Bret Hart is fun, frustrating, and surprisingly sweet.
(Thank you for the request, anon!)
S. McMahon, the oldest McMahon sibling
You generally keep a cool, aloof disposition. You're dissimilar to your dad and siblings in that way
When you’re public facing you don’t tend to smile often or participate in a lot of fun and jokes
You stay behind the scenes for the most part. Vince let you be in charge of the women's makeup/hair/costuming. You enjoy it and denied the multiple promotions he tried to give you
After rejecting him so often, Vince stopped including you in major business decisions. He's hurt by your supposed lack of interest no matter how many times you try to tell him you like what you do and you do it well. He'll still will run ideas by you before he finalizes them, valuing your opinion even when he acts like he doesn't
When you first met Bret, you diffused arguments between him and Vince more often than you expected to
One day, Bret absentmindedly says "You're a lot different than your siblings." It feels nice to be acknowledged for your reserved nature instead of it being looked at as a negative
After he pushes your father to the mat on an episode of Monday Night Raw, you say "You're kind of an asshole Bret -- I like it." when he returns backstage.
He realizes that you're the one who even convinced Vince to let himself get pushed. (or at least, egged your father on. "C'mon Dad, the ratings will be so good!")
The first time you give him a compliment (about how you liked how fluffy his hair got by the end of a match), Bret's face gets really really red. He's so embarrassed about it he brushed it off and walked away, leaving you laughing. As soon as heard your laugh he realized he’d never heard you laugh before. He wanted to make you laugh like that again forever.
The next time he sees you he manages to awkwardly ask you out to dinner. You say yes in the most nonchalant voice you can manage but feel butterflies inside. He feels the same way too, the invitation short and with little fanfare to keep him from tripping over his words.
By the third date you end up spending the night together
When you get up to sneak out of the hotel room (you're not someone who likes to stick around… too much opportunity to fall head over heels), he grabs at your waist in his sleep
Bret mumbles sleepily to ask where you're going.
You realize that you could just lie and say you're using the bathroom, then slip out quietly. Instead you stay, hiding in the bathroom for a few minutes before returning to bed
Bret immediately wraps his huge arms around you and you fall asleep shortly after.
He apologizes for the display of affection the next morning. "Been a while since I spent the night with a woman I really like-- I mean, I know we've only been on a few dates--")
You rib him about it all, from the grabbing to his stuttering about it ("Your accent is so strong when you're sleepy!") and remind him in a quiet voice that you stayed with him.
Vince is upset at first when he learns you're dating Bret, then realizes he can use you to his advantage to spy on him.
You don't want to do that and stick to Bret's side. It causes a huge argument between you and Vince.
Vince respects you for that decision in the end even though it annoys him
Stephanie doesn't like the relationship (you roll your eyes at that) but Shane thinks it's funny how pissed off Vince is about it and supports it
Owen tells Bret he approves - "If you're gonna date a McMahon, she's the best choice... even if she is kind of a hard ass. You are too though, so it's a match made in heaven!"
When you get in one of your type-A controlling moods Bret mutters: "Just like a McMahon." just to piss you off. You scoff at him and calm down, appreciating being brought back down to earth from the one person you'd let say that to you
Even when Bret gets irritated at your "suggestions" (about his hair, his ring gear, his promos, or pretty much anything involving him) he tends to follow them
You get in arguments, real screaming matches occasionally. He’s the only man who’s ever gotten you so upset to the point you’re raising your voice, let alone yelling!
You make it up to each other without ever actually saying sorry (usually whoever was in the wrong gives the other person a kiss on the cheek)
You decide to tell Bret you love him live on TV in a rare appearance. "I came on the show to tell Bret Hart one thing. Bret-- I love you."
He's in complete shock as the show ends before he can respond
Backstage after you go off the air, Bret is pissed. "Is this all for an angle, McMahon? Trying to get me caught up on tv? You sure know how to cut a good promo."
Bret is more angry at himself for falling into your trap. He knew the relationship was too good to be true, you were just using him.
You shake your head "no", equally as mad as he is. He knows how you like to keep a low profile so doing something huge like publicly declaring your love on television was a big deal! How could he think you were trying to trick him? Or maybe he was upset that you were even telling anyone that you two were together. No one knew about the relationship besides your families.
"Bret, I love you so much I came out from behind the shadows to scream it to the world. That's how serious I am about you, about us. I'm sorry if you didn't want anyone to know--"
He walks away from you and you don't see him again until next week's show.
Stephanie tells you that you'll be on again just for a few minutes, barely containing a smile on her face. Your nervousness doesn’t allow you any time to wonder why she’s acting so strange
At the start of the show you're left standing in the middle of the ring alone
"Now I know you all are wondering what was going through my mind last week when I said--"
Bret is suddenly walking up to the ring, a look of determination on his face
Your heart aches at seeing him but you keep your expression neutral
He climbs in the ring and time feels like it's slowing down as he pulls you into him, giving you a kiss in front of everyone that makes your knees weak. The flashbulbs light up like crazy around you
The crowd screams when his voice pipes in with conviction to say "S. McMahon, I love you too."
After the show, Vince tells you that he told Bret you didn't have any ulterior motives and that the stunt you pulled the week before was all your idea. ("If it makes you feel better I was upset she even went out there and did it.")
Bret put his pride aside to ask Stephanie to convince you to go back out so he could kiss you. Stephanie, as much as she didn't like him, did it because she wanted to see you happy
Bret apologizes for his behavior and the ambush of making you go back into the ring.
You playfully slap his chest and kiss him back, wrapping your arms around his neck
“Don't expect me to show up on TV with you again any time soon. I've never felt so exposed!"
#bret hart#bret hart x reader#bret hart fanfic#wrestling fanfic#wrestling fic#wwe fanfiction#90s wwf#wrestling#wwe imagines#wwe bret hart#magnoliafanfic
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stephanie mcmahon x fem!reader where reader is shanes best friend and she falls in love with her in high school and never tells her and is basically apart of their family and she comes over for dinner with the family and works with vince and shane backstage and on screen ? tysmmmm
Best friend's sister || Stephanie McMahon x Reader
Summary: You've been friends with Shane for years and years but a secret you'll never tell him about is that you fell in love with his sister.
A/N: Let's pretend the age gap between Shane and Steph isn't so big because the high school part would be weird considering that Stephanie is six years younger.
You and Shane have always shared a special bond. From high school shenanigans to the professional world of wrestling, your friendship has remained steadfast. But there's a secret you've held tightly within yourself, a secret that time has failed to fade – your feelings for Stephanie McMahon, Shane's younger sister.
Back in high school, amidst the laughter and camaraderie, you found yourself drawn to Stephanie in a way that went beyond friendship. Her charm, wit, and radiant spirit had captivated your heart. But you knew the unwritten rule: sisters were off-limits, especially when it was your best friend's sister.
Years passed, and as you and Shane pursued careers in the wrestling industry, your connection only grew stronger. Sunday dinners at the McMahon household became a cherished tradition, a time to catch up with the family and share stories from the week. Stephanie's presence was magnetic, her smile lighting up the room, and her laughter echoing through your heart.
The chemistry between you and Stephanie was undeniable, a force that sparked whenever your eyes met. Yet, you remained steadfast in keeping your feelings hidden, buried beneath layers of friendship and respect for Shane and the McMahon family. The years had taught you the value of loyalty, and you wouldn't jeopardize the precious relationships you held dear.
As you and Shane continued to work side by side in the wrestling world, you found yourself navigating through the complex dance of unspoken emotions. Stephanie's proximity was both a blessing and a challenge, a reminder of the feelings that had never truly faded. Every Sunday dinner, every backstage interaction, every shared smile only served to reinforce the connection you shared.
But you were determined to honor the bonds that had shaped your life. The secret of your affection for Stephanie remained locked away, a silent testament to your commitment to both friendship and family. And even though your heart sometimes ached with the weight of what could have been, you took solace in the moments you shared with Shane, Stephanie, and the entire McMahon clan.
Through the ups and downs of life, through the victories and challenges of wrestling, your resolve remained unbroken. You carried the unspoken truth with you, a secret kept for the sake of love and loyalty. And as the years continued to pass, you found solace in the genuine friendships you had, the laughter that echoed during Sunday dinners, and the knowledge that sometimes, the most profound feelings are those left unsaid.
#wwe fanfiction#wwe x reader#pro wrestling#wrestling#wwe#stephanie mcmahon x reader#stephanie mcmahon
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Best in the World
Title: Best in the World
Summary: Small drabble. Shane taking care of his girl.
AN: For @smashthegiantkiller who is having a rough day
Shane carefully shut the door, balancing his bag of goodies and drink carrier. The downstairs was pretty quiet, and that was unusual. When (Y/n) was home, there was usually music or something going on downstairs. He knew that she was having a hard day though, and that’s why he had left the office early to come home.
With his goodies in hand, he made his way up to their bedroom. And sure enough, there was (Y/n). She was buried in a mound of blankets, the TV playing low for background noise. Shane sat everything on the nightstand before crawling into bed by (Y/n) and wrapping his arms around her.
“Hey sweetie.” He whispered softly. “I’m here.”
“Home early?” She almost sounded like she didn’t trust her voice.
“I took a personal day.” He smiled a little. “I knew my girl needed me.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“I know. But I wanted to. Told you I’d always be here for you.” He placed a gentle kissed on her jaw. “I even brought you presents.” He moved to grab the things from the nightstand. “Sit up babe.” (Y/n) moved with the blankets still wrapped around her. She sat up while Shane handed her a hot chocolate. She smiled a little as she took a sip.
“My favorite. I didn’t think they had these this time of year.”
“I bribed the barista. You know how it is.” Shane laughed before reaching into the bag, pulling out various candies and snacks that he knew (Y/n) couldn’t resist. “I hope these help some.”
“You being here helps the most.” She leaned against him. He grabbed his drink and settled next to her. The rest of the afternoon and evening was filled with cheesy movies and good snacks.
Somedays, Shane didn’t think he was a good man, but to (Y/n), he was the best in the world.
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Locked In - Shane McMahon x Reader
Summary:- You’re Shane’s assistant and you’ve had feelings for him for a long time. Shane hears you talking to a friend about how you feel about him, and once you two are stuck in a room together, you’re forced to speak to Shane about what happened - and things escalate from there.
Warnings:- Smut, Swearing
Word Count:-1,773
Requested By Anon
A/N - Well guys, after far too long - I’m finally back.
@fangasm202 @blondekel77
Let’s be real. Being the assistant of Shane McMahon was not the easiest job in the world to say the least. Constant running around trying to get everything done for a set time, always having to be on my toes in case something unexpected was to arise. Most people would hate the job I’ve got – but I couldn’t be any happier. I like to be kept busy all the time, the pay is good, and Shane is, well, rather dreamy.
I think the time I realised I had feelings for him was when he went on holiday to The Caribbean and insisted that I come with him. “There’s still gonna be business to take care of when I’m away, (Y/N). I’ll need you there, just in case” were the exact words he said to me. I remember them as if they were yesterday, playing them over and over in my head, trying to stop convincing myself that he wanted me to come away with him because he had feelings for me. Stopping myself from thinking that our relationship is anything but business.
I’m snapped out of my thoughts when I feel a buzz in the right pocket of my tight fit black trousers.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, my phone screen lights up to a text from Shane.
“Pick me up a bottle of water from catering pls (Y/N). Dehydrating here lol. C u in 5 x.”
Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, I text him back. “No probs. Be there in 3 ;) x”
After pressing send, I immediately regret sending the winking face. Was that too flirty? He is my boss at the end of the day. Shaking my head, I head towards the meeting room to meet with Shane and the creative team.
After the meeting with the creative team, I glance at my phone and see text from Carmella.
“Hey (Y/N)! Haven’t seen you for so long. I mean, I’ve seen you with Shane, how’s that going by the way girl? ;) Come down to the locker room and tell me everything! Xox” I smile and roll my eyes before turning to see Shane heading towards me.
“Successful meeting, don’t you think?” He says, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and giving me a tight squeeze. No matter how many times he did that, it always gave me goosebumps.
“Aren’t they always when you’re the one leading them?” I shoot back playfully.
“Well I’m not one to blow my own trumpet but…” He laughs.
Laughing back at him, I say “Am I alright to go see some of the girls for a bit? You don’t need me do you? Cause I’ve got nothing on my schedule for some time and-“
Shane cuts me off mid sentence. “Of course you can. I’m your boss and your friend, not your probation officer.”
“Haha yeah of course. Well, you know my number if you need me.”
With that, I head towards the locker room to see Carmella, ignoring how much Shane using the word ‘friend’ stung.
Sitting on some crates near Gorilla with Carmella, I fill her in on everything happening regarding my feelings for Shane.
“So do you really think it’s strictly professional between you guys? I mean so may of us girls see the way he looks at you, it looks like so much more than a employee/employer thing?” Carmella says.
“I wish it was more than that. Literally all that he has to do is let his knee touch mine in a meeting and my heart melts. I wish I wasn’t so afraid of telling him you know? Everything else is so easy to talk to him about, but this is just something I’m so afraid of. He’s one of the most wonderful, kind, caring and loving men I’ve ever met. It’s so cringey how much I like Shane. I wish I didn’t but I do.”
Carmella makes no facial expression, she just points behind me. My heart drops, and I already know what it is. As usual, I’ve lost track of time speaking to Mella, and Shane’s opening Smackdown tonight. I turn around and see Shane looking at me.
“I-I have to go!” I stammer before running off down the corridor. I hear Shane calling after me, but I hear his music hit, so I know he can’t follow me.
I spend the entirety of Smackdown hiding from Shane. Finding a safe hiding spot in an empty meeting room, I sit down on the couch in the corner, clutching my phone in my shaking hands. My phone blows up with texts from Carmella and Shane.
“(Y/N) Where are you? I’m worried! Call me. Love C xoxo”
“(Y/N) Please answer me x” “Where are you? We gotta talk about this x” “Pls tell me where you are (Y/N). I’m worried about u xx” All from Shane.
Tossing my phone to the couch beside me, I curl up on the couch as I feel the pit in my stomach grow and grow. Laying down, I turn over to face the back of the couch. Shutting my eyes, I try to block out all the events of the last hour.
All of a sudden, I feel a hand gently shaking my shoulder. Turning over, I look up and see Shane looking down at me. Quickly I sit up, moving to the other side of the couch. I pick up my phone, 11:30pm, realising I must of fell asleep.
I stand up and head towards the door. “(Y/N) please stop. I’ve been worried about you and looking for you for hours. We need to talk about this.” Shane says earnestly.
“Look I just want to go back to the hotel, I don’t want to talk about this Shane.” I retort, grabbing the door handle and pushing it, but the door jams. I try again, the door jams again.
“The doors stuck.” I sigh.
“What? Let me try” Shane says pacing towards me.
Dropping my hands to my sides, I move to the wall on the opposite side of the room as Shane tries to open the door with no success.
“The doors stuck” Shane says flatly.
“Tell me something I don’t know”
“Okay. I feel the same about you.”
Shocked, I turn my body towards Shane. “Don’t joke about that, Shane.”
“(Y/N) I’m not joking. For so long I’ve wanted to tell you but I thought you’d think it was weird, having your boss hit on you. You get me, (Y/N). You go out of you way to help me get things done, you’re always there to talk to, you’re kind, funny, sexy as hell.”
I can’ t help but smile as he throws compliment after compliment at me. “And honestly, (Y/N),” he walks slowly towards me, trapping me between his body in the world, his face so close to mine I can feel his breath on my face “I think about you every second of every day”.
He places his hand on my cheek, planting a soft kiss on lips, taking me by surprise. However, I react in no time, putting my arms around his neck as he wraps his around my waist.
The kisses quickly become more passionate and wanting, his tongue sliding into my mouth, his hands wandering from my waist to my ass. I pull his shirt over his head, and he grabs either side of my shirt, ripping the buttons open and kissing from my collarbones down my torso, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to prick up.
He moves back up my body, kissing my neck as he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him, feeling his rock hard dick pushing against the fabric of his pants. He gently puts me down on the couch, kissing just above my waistband as he undoes the button of my trousers.
He pulls off my trousers, tossing them to the side and drinking in the sight of me in my matching black underwear set. He runs his hands down my body,
“I’ve imagined what you look like under those clothes a million times, but nothing I’ve imagined will ever compare to how fucking hot you are In real life.” He rasps.
I sit up, mimicking his actions, kissing above his waistband and unbuttoning his trousers, pulling both his trousers and boxers down at once, letting his huge member spring free. I lick the length of his dick, flicking my tongue over the tip, making him bite his lip and shudder.
“Mr McMahon, I could say the exact same for you” I smirk, lightly kissing his tip once more before lying back down, him following me down so his body is pressed against mine.
He kisses me softly on the lips as he pushes my soaked panties to the side, as I feel a trickle of my wetness run down my pussy. He rubs his dick against my slit, enjoying teasing me.
“Jesus please just fuck me”
Shane nips at my neck before responding by slowly pushing himself inside of me, stretching my pussy as it adjusted to his length.
“Fuck!” I moan as he starts to pick up a pace, pushing himself in and out of me.
“Shit you feel amazing (Y/N)” Shane rasps as he pushes himself deeper inside of me, causing my legs to shudder as I claw down his back when his pace increases even more.
He reaches his arm down between us and starts to play with my clit, making me lose my breath even faster than before. I feel a familiar sensation pooling in my abdomen, “Fuck Shane I’m gonna cum don’t stop!” I whisper hoarsely into his ear.
He pushes himself deep inside me once again, and I feel my walls contract as I cum all over Shane’s huge dick. Shane follows seconds after, “Fuck (Y/N) I-I” he stammered as he emptied his load inside of me.
Shane kisses my forehead and smiles down at me, stroking my hair back. “I’m afraid I’m gonna wake up and this was all a dream.” He chuckles.
Gently placing my hand on his neck, I pull myself up to place a kiss on his lips. “Trust me, this is real.” I smile up at him.
We dress just in time to have someone bust the door open.
“Mr McMahon, Miss (Y/N), we’re so sorry! We’ve had a few complaints about people getting stuck in here. Are you both ok??” The man dressed in all black with an earpiece in asks, worried.
Shane slips his hand into mine and looks down at me smiling. “Yeah, everything’s perfect now.”
#wwe#wwe smackdown#wwe smut#wwe fanfiction#wwe fic#wwe superstars#shane mcmahon#shane mcmahon x reader#wwe x reader#wwe superstar#wwe oneshot#wwe one shot
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#80 with Shane McMahon please?!?!?!
A/N: I haven’t edited this one so excuse any typos. I’ll come back and edit later.
Prompt #80 - “Does he know about the baby?”
You had always had a crush on Shane McMahon, watching wrestling he was one of your idols ad you couldn’t believe your luck when you were picked for Smackdown during the brand split. Shane had recently gone through a divorse with his now Ex wife Marissa, and had found him self drawn to you, you’d spend hours chatting and had found out you actually had a lot in common. Shane didn’t like to admit it but he actually found himself developing feelings for you to. However you had decided to push those feelings aside and had started dating other people, you and Dolph had been together for a little over a year and you were happy at the start of it before both of you realising you wanted to see dfferent people and broke things off. It had been a month since you and Dolph split up and you’d been feeling sick for the past few weeks, exiting the bathroom at the current arena you lean up against the wall and take a deep breath connecting all the dots in your head. Heading down the hall you frantically search for Shane hoping he can give you the night off. Nearing the end of the corridor you see Shane stood talking to Daniel Bryan, seeing you head towards him Shane couldn’t help the smile that made its way across his face, however that smile soon faced once he saw the worried look on your face.
“Everything alright (Y/N)?” Shane asked stepping forward a little, Daniel also giving you a conserned look.
“Ummmm, I’ve not been feeling to good latley. Normally I’d continue wrestling but I really don’t think I should.” Looking down at your clasped hands you nervously bite your lip.
“Of course. If you don’t think you can wrestle then you shouldn’t.” Daniel spoke up, shane wanting to do nothing more than reach out and hug you.
“Thank you.” You breathe giving them both a smile before hurridly exiting the building.
“You think she’s alright?” Shane asked Daniel as the walked off to try and find a replacement for you.
“She’ll be fine. She’s a tough girl.” Daniel patted Shane’s shoulder reassuring him.
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Driving to the nearest store you pull up the hood on your jacket in the hopes that no one would recognise you, rushing throught the store you try to find the correct isle, picking up 2 different types of test before paying the cashier and head back to the hotel. Reaching your room you fumble with the keycard, missing the slot a few times before tumbling into the room. Hurridly you scan the boxes reading the insturctions before following them. Placing the 2 sticks on the counter you set your phone timer, noticing you have a text message from Shane.
Shane - Hey! Just checking to make sure you’re okay. Message me if you need anything. Shane x
Smiling at the message you quickly type out a reply, the timer on your phone making you jump. Shackily you make your way over to the counter picking up the 2 pregancy tests you turn them over one by one. Pregnant. Both of them say the same thing. Sinking down to your knees you let out a shaky breath, how could you have let this happpen? Wiping away the few tears the had fallen you pick yourself up.
“Pull it together (Y/N). You can do this on your own, let nothing stop you.” You repeat what yyour mother had said to you when you first started out in wrestling. Getting changed you lie down between the hotel sheets formulating a plan for the morning.
Pulling up to the arena you take a deep breath before getting out the car heading off to tell Shane and Daniel the news. Finding Shane first you make your way over to him.
“Sorry to inturupt could I borrow Shane for a minute?” You smile at the lighting inturn Shane had been busy talking to. Saying goodbye the walked off leaving you and Shane alone.
“(Y/N) What’s up? Evenything alright?” Shane worridly asks, gently placing his hand on your arm.
“Yeah. I’ll be fine. I just need to talk to you and Daniel.” Nodding his head Shane directs you down the corridor where Daniel’s makeshift office was. Entering you find him sat there on the phone to Brie.
“-Yeah sure. I’ll talk later. Love you. Give my love to Birdie.” Hanging up the phone Daniel motions for you both to have a seat. “What can we do fo you (Y/N)? Danile asks as Shane takes a seat next to him.
“There is no subtle way to say this but …. I’m pregnant.” Taking a deep breath you look at both men who look shocked.
“Congrats (Y/N). First off I don’t want you to worry about your possition in the WWE I’m sure we can find you a possition backstage interviewing while your pregnant and sort things out from there, right Shane?” Daniel looked at Shane, who you’d noticed hadn’t stopped stairing at you since you announced your news.
“Yes of course. We’ll do everthing we can to support you.”
“And I take it Dolph is the father?” You nod your head at Daniels comment.
“Does he know about the baby?” Shane asked eyes burning into you.
“No he doesn’t. I only properly found out last night so I haven’t said anything yet.”
“I’ll go organise the match ups for tonight if you want to sort out a plan for storyling with Shane.” Daniel gets up from his chair, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder before leaving the room. Shane gets up from his chair and comes to sit in the one next to you, placing a hand on you knee he causing you to look up at him.
“If you want anything for you or the baby I’m here for you both. Okay?”
Nodding your head you smile at Shane, placing you hand over his.
“Thank you Shane. That means a lot to me.” Pulling him into a hug you relax in his arms knowing that maybe things would work out for the better, and true to his word Shane was there for whatever you needed and would soon become a permanent fixture in your life.
Prompt from this list.
Masterlist
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Masterlist!
I know, crazy, right? Fanfics will be sorted by the wrestler, in alphabetical order. I’ll always let you know when requests are open here as well. As of now, they are open! You can send in regular requests or there are lists to choose from! Pick up to three from a list for a story!
List 1
List 2
List 3
AJ Styles:
If I Ain’t Got You
Shape Of You
Colby Lopez:
Welcome Home (NSFW)
Dean Ambrose:
And Many More
Chasing Cars
Everything
Fix
Hungry Eyes
I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing
I’m Done
“Just Friends”
Just The Way You Are
Just To Let You Know
His For Sure
How Would You Feel
Kiss Me
Life Long
Prank Master
Roses
The Search Is Over
Vapor
Finn Balor:
Gym Date
Mix-Up
Scared To Be Lonely
Jon Moxley:
Can’t Help Falling In Love With You
Sweet Caroline
Roman Reigns:
Amnesia
Endlessly
Marry You
Seth Rollins:
A Promise (NSFW)
Best Of Me
Don’t Leave
I’ll Be There
In-flight Entertainment
Our Secret
The Man
Thinking Out Loud
Shane McMahon:
Hard To Quit
Shawn Michaels:
All Together Now
Heartbeat
Homecoming
TJ Perkins:
Give Me Love
Series:
Can I Get A Kiss? Pt 1 2 3
Mixed Pairings:
Someone Like You/Thinking Out Loud (Past! AJ Styles/Reader + Present!Dean Ambrose/Reader
The Man And The Demon King (Seth Rollins/Reader/Finn Balor)
Shipping:
Thanks Are In Order (Sambrose)
#dean ambrose x reader#dean ambrose#seth rollins#seth rollins x reader#roman reigns#roman reigns x reader#finn balor#finn balor x reader#tj perkins#tj perkins x reader#shane mcmahon#shane mcmahon x reader#jon moxley#jon moxley x reader#aj styles x reader#aj styles#sambrose#master list
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ATTITUDE || 005
this series is too fun to write. i will be debuting golden era fic eventually. see i wanted to integrate the invasion ppv in this chapter but...
I AM SO UPSET TUMBLR GAVE ME TBE LIMIT. I HAVE TO SPLIT THIS INTO TWO PARTS THIS IS OUTRAGEOUSsss
will upload ch 6 as soon as i wake up. it’s 6:06 am and im tired but what do yall expect from the ceo of uploading at cursed hours??? i have so many interactions clumped together. im talking steph, triple h, edge, jericho and more. bc miss [name] officially moved to wwf, more people get to bother speak to her.
HOTEL ROOM; 11:34 AM
You were all pumped up today.
Having woken up at 8 am sharp, you had to do another show. Today was finally when you’d have your very first match. It’s been a couple of months since you’ve been out in front of a crowd, but you still knew your ways around the ring. Creative never told you who it would be though, so you were sure they wanted to keep it a surprise all around.
Torrie was awake too, unfortunately. It’s how you were here now, sitting on the bed painting each others nails as if it were a sleepover. She’s been treating you like a Barbie doll ever since 9. Not that you minded really.
Kinda.
“See?” She asks. “Isn’t this great, [Name]?”
“Yeah, yeah..” Rolling your eyes playfully, you grabbed her hand and painted the rest of them pink. “Try not to mess them up. I worked hard.” You say.
She tittered, trying not to move much. Her free hand had already been painted and all dried up. “I’ll do my best.”
Finishing up, you blew on them and let her hand go, which made her hold them up so they could dry a little faster. “Alright.” You say. “Now don’t come back to me for a week.”
“I know you don’t mean that. Not to your very best friend, no.” Torrie says, and she was right. You were only messing around.
“You think this place has decent breakfast?” You ask, and Torrie tapped her chin in thought.
“Maybe. You should go check and bring me something back.” She says.
“Anything for you, Torrie.” Jumping off your bed, you headed out. It was a pretty nice hotel though. Not too shabby. At least it wasn’t as janky as a motel.
“Oh, [Name]. You’re staying here too?” A voice came, and you turned to see Lita opening her door about 3 away from you.
“Small world.” You joke and she smiles tiredly. “I was going to see if there was anything else to eat. Caaare to join?”
Lita nodded slowly. “I don’t see a reason not to.”
The both of you sluggardly moving women headed to the lobby.
“I think I’d destroy some eggs right now.” You say, and Lita chuckled.
“Oh yeah?”
Later on, you did destroy some eggs, as they were pretty good and not too tacky. They didn’t taste too...artificial?
Earlier, an egg had gone down the wrong pipe, causing you to hack and sputter. Lita thought it was hilarious, but you thought you were going to perish.
You gave Torrie what she had wanted earlier, and you parted ways with Lita. You noticed other certain superstars were staying in the same hotel, but none of them you really talked to. You stuck by your guns, they would have to approach you first.
....Now you just wanted some cereal. The egg situation has made you completely bitter.
There really wasn’t anything else to do until later.
HOTEL; 4:00 PM
You were super anxious. The show was not officially until 7, and you wouldn’t have to officially leave your room until about 5 or so, but you’ve got goosebumps just thinking about going out there.
You were ironing your ring gear like crazy. It (thankfully) hasn’t even messed up from how intense and vigorously you were doing it. The way you paced around the room was even making Torrie nervous.
“Try to relax.” She tried to coax, but it didn’t really work.
“I don’t know. I’m just really really nervous. Maybe I’ll get a positive reaction or something. Or not. I’m heelish, so...” You began to blabber nonsense.
“Hey, [Name].” She came up to rest her hands on your shoulders. “Take some deep breaths. You’ll be fine!”
You did such, inhaling in and out slowly. You were sure you’d be fine. You shouldn’t worry about it.
Torrie held up your gear. “This is really cute, [Name]. It fits your style.”
BACKSTAGE; 6:00 PM
As you sat on a box in the hallway, you fiddled with your nails. You held up your hand and someone stepped into your vision. However, your hand obstructed your view.
“[Name], right?”
You lower your hand to see Shane McMahon, owner of your brand, WCW.
“Oh. Hello. Mr. McMahon.” You greet casually, though you felt quite awkward since he was considered your superior. Then again, the two siblings seemed to flock to you quickly.
“Just Shane is fine,” He clarifies and had given you a grin. “I’d like to speak with you about some things if that’s okay?”
You hop off the box. “That’s fine.”
Shane then offers you his arm. “Shall we?” You give him a coy smile, nodding. It masked your nervousness though.
“We shall.” You hold his arm and the two of you begin walking down the corridor, linked together.
“I’m sure you’ve already spoken to my sister, Stephanie, but since I’m the specific owner of WCW...I’d like to ask you a few things.”
“A few things?” You repeat, turning your head to look at him.
“Yep. It’s just about what you did in WCW before you came here.”
Oh boy. That sure was a doozy. You did a ton.
Your beginning was like two years ago. Practicing for many smaller promotions at the time and making sure your craft was perfected. At the time, you were not really interested in the WWF. The underdog, WCW, was what caught your eye the most. The people there were so unique, so profound and underrated.
You needed to give it a chance, or rather it needed to give you a chance.
You could remember your very first match with Kimberly Page about a year after your rough start. On that very day, you understood that wrestling truly HURT. Sure you would never take it for granted and be in it for the television time, but it seriously had you hurting for days. Bruises included.
Luckily for you, Madusa had been endorsing you from day one on the sidelines. Since you came to and from the WCW power-plant school, she didn’t let up on you one bit. She seemed to like coaching the new bloods, and would encourage you even after leaving with bruises.
You could also remember your segments with Miss Hancock. The two of you had a very formidable rivalry that people were pretty interested in. It was always ‘on sight’ with you two. Always backstage fights and so-called cat fights on the outside of the ring. Before it could truly be explained why you two had burnt ends, you two were cherry picked to be in the invasion and the storyline was wiped completely after she was officially Stacy.
Well, you couldn’t forget first cameo on WWF. It was infiltrating a match between Trish and Lita months before. You had jumped the barricade as instructed and rushed the ring to pummel Lita who was already on Trish in the corner. Good times. Everyone you met at that time was very kind to you. Probably cause’ you knew your stuff.
“....That’s all, really. There’s more but you’d probably get bored.” You smile, slowing down. Shane slows down as well.
“To be frank, I wouldn’t get tired at all. That’s pretty interesting actually. I’m glad we have another heavy hitter on the women’s division.”
“Another? Is the other one Jazz?” You ask. You knew her from ECW. Shane nodded at you and you were proud that you did your research before hand. No doubt, she was good.
“Just don’t look down on Torrie and Stacy though. They’re more than just looks.” You wag a finger.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got my eye out. It was nice speaking to you [Name]. But I’ve got business to attend to.”
“Okay. See you later then...Shane.”
BACKSTAGE; 6:45 PM
“Ugh! I can’t stay still!” You jump in place, walk around in circles, and your teammate Rob looks up at you from his stretching position.
“Take a chill pill, [Name].”
“I don’t know who we’re up against! I can’t chill! I haven’t been in a ring in months! I’ve stretched and jumped around like a million times, but I’ve got butterflies...!”
“You’ll do fine. It’s not a big deal.” He says. “Why don’t you sit down?”
Ignoring his statement, you completely drone on about something else. “Hey! What could be our official team name? What about...a portmanteau of our names?”
Rob shrugs. “I’m fine with whatever you choose.”
Before you could respond with a snarky comment, the door opens, and it’s a member of creative. You freeze, staring up at them.
“Thanks for waiting you two. The show‘s starting soon so we’ve got your card right here. You will be officially going against Lita and Chris Jericho.”
That shut you right up again. You ended up having words at all.
“Awesome.” Rob spoke up. “Thanks man.”
They nod and head out. You were still speechless. Of course they did that. Of course they put you against Jericho. Creative saw what happened. Lita was fine, you adored her because she was pretty damn cool.
But him? No way.
You finally sat down and put your hands on your head. This match was going to give you a run for your money.
“Look who finally sat down.”
“Shut up.”
The show officially started. You could watch the circular screen backstage and see the pyro go off in the entrance ramp. You were the first match of the night, which was nerve wracking and yet relieving at the same time.
SMACK!DOWN; 7:10 PM
You skipped down the ramp in a slightly cocky manner. You reached out your hand to some fans but snatched your hand back. It was pretty typical. Your partner was already in the ring, and as was your opponents.
You were the last to enter. Despite your jitters, you kept your smile and cocky demeanor. You headed into the ring and kept your distance, standing by Rob.
....
No way he was.
There was no fucking way he was doing this.
“WHOA, HOLD ON A....” You squealed as you felt your lower body be yanked up, and then struck with pain as Jericho twisted over you, putting his iconic submission on you. You did not realize it would hurt that bad. Witnessing it was a whole other story though, you underestimated this move for sure. He had to have been rubbing it in your face. The last time you technically had escaped when he planted a kiss on you instead of reigning his terror.
When it’s intergender, anything goes.
It seriously hurt your back though, holy hell. Rob wasn’t there to save you as he was knocked down by that dumbass earlier. You refused to tap out to him. It would be so embarrassing and it would only fuel his ego.
You clawed at the mat trying to reach for those damned ropes, but holy hell. It felt like it was way too far. It hurt so bad that you just had to lay there and groan. Maybe Jericho just liked seeing you in pain, as sadistic as it sounds.
You would crawl toward the ropes but he would drag you back into the center of the ring, all the while you suffer.
“HOW DOES IT FEEL!? C’MON, [NAME]!” He would scream at you, and you would yell back in pain.
Fortunately, Rob was able to recover. Rolling back into the ring, he had kicked Jericho down which made the blonde release the hold and give you mercy. When they headed out of the ring exchanging blows, Lita slid into the ring to fight you. The crowd seemed to perk up at this. They already enjoyed it when you two got tagged in earlier, but since you two were somewhat similar and were popular within your respective companies, it was kind of a dream match. You two were going to steal the show.
In other news, it was a damn relief he let you go. You held your aching back but then took your hand off as you and the red-haired woman initiated a lock up rather quickly.
“You okay?” She asks, and you made a ‘mhm.’ noise.
“I’m fine. Let’s keep going.”
At your confirmation, she released the hold and had kicked you in your stomach which caused you to keel over. Lita ran to the ropes, bouncing off of them to run back, you immediately stood up to give her a quick clothesline.
Lita hit the mat and she seemed to have been down long enough for you to go down and pin her. She did kick out at a late 1 though.
You stood up, feeding off the crowds energy and mocked the fiery red-head. Dramatically throwing up the Hardyz hand sign as she did when she was on the top rope, you grabbed a handful of her hair again. It was evident you were dominating this match.
At least, that’s what you thought. Lita had reversed the situation on you, elbowing your stomach from her knees.
It causes you to release the hold on her hair, and she recovered quickly to deliver a hurricanrana on you. It flung you across the ring, and you were already out of breath since you all have been going at it for a while.
Staring at the arena ceiling, you breathed heavily, catching your breath.
This was something you enjoyed. This was your first official match with Lita but you had already loved working with her. She was one hell of a worker.
When you felt her pin you, you kicked out at a late 2.
....
You were sure that you had to wrap this up quickly as the match was heading on 12 minutes. Hell, as tired as you both are, this should have been over already. Picking up the fallen Lita, you hit a nasty DDT on her before quickly dropping on top of her to pin her.
The sweet sound of the “1, 2, 3!” hit your ears when the bell rang. You stayed on top of Lita to whisper a small ‘thank you.’ and got up, happily jumping around the ring.
Referee raised you and Rob’s hand. Tonight, you both were the winners. Tired and slightly fatigued, you gave him a hug. He hugged you back tightly.
Alliance was going to take it all. You were the victors. This was all yours.
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Beyond The Ring
It was backstage in a bustling arena that their story began. YN, with her determined gaze, was deep in thought, rehearsing her upcoming promo. Unbeknownst to her, Shane had been observing from a distance, impressed by her dedication and authenticity. He had always admired those who gave their all to the business, just as he had since he was a child.
As YN finished her rehearsal and stepped away, she was startled to find Shane standing there, a warm smile on his face. Despite his McMahon lineage, Shane was known for his approachability and willingness to connect with everyone in the company.
"Great promo, YN," he commended, extending his hand. "Shane McMahon."
Her surprise melted into a smile as she shook his hand firmly. "YN YLN. It's an honor."
Their conversations became frequent, backstage interactions evolving into late-night discussions about the wrestling industry, life on the road, and the challenges they both faced. Shane shared his experiences of growing up in the business, revealing the trials and tribulations he had endured to earn his place. YN, in turn, opened up about her journey from the indie circuit to the grand WWE stage, her determination shining through every word.
Their camaraderie didn't go unnoticed. Stephanie McMahon, Shane's sister, and Triple H, his brother-in-law, watched with curious eyes. They had seen Shane form connections before, but there was something different about his bond with YN. They wondered if there was more to their friendship than met the eye.
One evening, backstage once again, YN's frustration was evident. She had just been informed that her storyline was being altered, a decision that left her disheartened. Shane approached her, sensing her distress.
"Hey, what's going on?" he asked, concern lacing his voice.
YN sighed, looking up at him. "They keep changing my direction. It's like they don't believe in me."
Shane's gaze softened, his empathy genuine. "I know what that feels like. But remember, it's not about them believing in you. It's about believing in yourself."
Their friendship deepened as they supported each other through the ups and downs of the wrestling world. Vince McMahon, the patriarch of WWE, took note of their connection as well. He saw the positive influence they had on each other, and he appreciated Shane's role in guiding and encouraging the younger talent.
In a pivotal moment, YN found herself facing Stephanie McMahon in a high-stakes match. The pressure was intense, the weight of the moment almost suffocating. As YN stood in the gorilla position, nerves threatening to overtake her, Shane appeared by her side.
"You've got this," he said firmly. "You've worked for this moment, and you're ready."
YN nodded, drawing strength from his words. With Shane's encouragement echoing in her mind, she stepped into the ring and gave the performance of a lifetime, earning Stephanie's respect and the admiration of the WWE Universe.
After the match, as YN celebrated her victory, Shane and Triple H joined her in the ring, raising her hand in triumph. Their friendship and support had brought her to this unforgettable moment.
"You proved yourself out there," Triple H said, a rare smile on his face.
Stephanie nodded in agreement. "You're a force to be reckoned with."
YN was overcome with gratitude, the acknowledgment from these wrestling titans meaning more than any championship belt. As they stood there, the bonds of friendship and mutual respect were palpable, bridging the gap between generations and backgrounds.
"At this moment," YN said, her voice filled with emotion, "I can trust all of you."
Shane, Triple H, and Stephanie exchanged knowing glances, their smiles reflecting the strength of their connection. "And at this moment," Shane added with a chuckle, "we can't trust you either."
The arena filled with laughter, the shared moment solidifying their unique bond. As the WWE Universe continued to roar in approval, the story of Shane McMahon, YN YLN, Triple H, and Stephanie McMahon continued to evolve, a testament to the power of unity and friendship amidst the chaos of the wrestling world.
As the echoes of laughter subsided in the arena, the bond between Shane McMahon, YN YLN, Triple H, and Stephanie McMahon seemed to grow even stronger. The backstage corridors buzzed with the shared victory, and the wrestlers, crew members, and fans could feel the positive energy radiating from this unique group of individuals.
In the weeks that followed, YN found herself collaborating more closely with Triple H and Stephanie McMahon, learning from their wealth of experience both in and out of the ring. They saw her potential and were determined to help her flourish. The guidance they offered was invaluable, helping YN refine her skills, enhance her character, and connect with the WWE Universe on a deeper level.
Meanwhile, Shane McMahon continued to be a pillar of support for YN. Their late-night conversations persisted, ranging from career advice to personal anecdotes. Shane's stories about his high-risk stunts and daring adventures in the Attitude Era intrigued YN, reminding her that the road to success was often paved with challenges and daring leaps of faith.
One evening, as they sat backstage after an electrifying event, YN looked at Shane with a mixture of admiration and curiosity. "You've done some unbelievable things in the ring. How do you summon the courage for those stunts?"
Shane leaned back, his gaze distant as he reminisced. "It's about pushing your boundaries, believing in yourself, and trusting your instincts. But more than anything, it's about knowing that the WWE Universe believes in you. Their energy gives you the strength to do the impossible."
YN nodded, absorbing his words. She had witnessed the power of the WWE Universe firsthand, their cheers and chants fueling her performances. It was a reminder that wrestling was more than just a spectacle; it was a symbiotic relationship between the performers and their fans.
In the midst of their conversations and collaborations, a major event was on the horizon: WrestleMania. The grandest stage of them all was an opportunity for YN to showcase her growth, Triple H and Stephanie McMahon's dedication to nurturing talent, and Shane McMahon's unwavering support.
As the lights of WrestleMania illuminated the stadium, YN stood in the ring, her heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Across from her was an opponent of formidable reputation, a testament to her journey and the obstacles she had overcome.
In the front row, Shane McMahon, Triple H, and Stephanie McMahon watched with bated breath, their faith in YN unshakable. With every move, every hold, and every counter, YN demonstrated the skills she had honed, the lessons she had learned, and the heart she had poured into her craft.
The match reached its climax, and YN executed a breathtaking maneuver that left the audience in awe. As her hand was raised in victory, the stadium erupted in cheers. The WWE Universe had witnessed the transformation of a young talent into a formidable force, and they embraced her with open arms.
Backstage, YN was met with hugs, congratulations, and genuine admiration from her fellow wrestlers. Shane, Triple H, and Stephanie approached her, their smiles radiant with pride.
"You did it," Stephanie said, her voice filled with genuine joy.
Triple H added, "You proved that hard work and dedication can overcome any challenge."
Shane grinned, his hand on her shoulder. "And you did it your way, just like I've always admired."
As they shared a triumphant moment, the bond between these four individuals felt unbreakable. It was a testament to the power of mentorship, support, and unity within the wrestling community. Their unique connection had not only transformed YN's journey but had also enriched their own lives in ways they could never have imagined.
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I'm not afraid of you
Pairing: Undertaker x Fem reader
Description: You show everyone that you aren't afraid of the undertaker and it leads to a sweet moment between the two of you
Cheers and yells of fear are heard as the Undertaker stands in the ring along with you, Edge, Lita, Christian, and Chyna noticing how lita climbs out of the ring to stand on the apron, christian stands in the corner holding on to the ropes, chyna stands still staring coldly and carefully, and edge stands right next to you even though he knew you could fight. You however surprise everyone by moving forward from your spot towards the tall man bringing your hand out to shake it as what you always did before a match as a form of respect to each opponent which worries your friends behind you and fans watching yelling at you to get away but the next action leaves everyone stunned, the man in front of you grabs your hand shaking it tightly but also gently considering your hand was very small compared to his before you walk back to your spot next to edge and chyna before the match with edge, undertaker, and you against Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, and Shane McMahon begins which evens out since the trio of course brings out their group of allies which quickly get dealt with by your three friends always keeping their eyes on the fallen cheaters on the ground. You pull out the win for you and the boys by throwing steph out of the ring, shoving shane into taker who chokeslams him outside of the ring, and after triple h receives a spear from edge you quickly pin him and get the three count sharing a hug with all your friends putting your hand out for another handshake but instead the much taller man gently rubs the top of your head confused by your smiling look "I'm different like everyone says, I'm not afraid of you" this gets a chuckle out of the man before leaning down in front of you and lifting you in his arms making you giggle while the crowd cheers and you wrap your arms around him shocking your friends plus Michael and JR "I think we are witnessing the undertaker have a human moment or somehow falling for the sweet and lively Y/N" soon you were his tag team partner and a few months later the two of you were together.
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It’s My Decision (part 4)
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Warning: Depression break ups in this chapter.
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You had less than two weeks for your wedding with Amy. You got your wedding dress ready as for the guest list you already had all the names down and where they were going to be. “Must be hard to set things up uh sweet thing?” You look up to see Sonny kiss. “Yeah I mean it’s hard I have my dress Amy has her white suit, I have the flowers, I mean everything is going to be all white.” Sonny laugh, sweetie I’m going to be the only one who’s going to be wearing pink cuz nuh uh.” You both laugh. “Ok you can wear pink. I don’t care as long as you're happy I’m happy.” You said with a little sassy in your voice.
You and Jon were walking backstage ready for his match. “So yeah I got the wedding invitation from your finance Amy. I can’t wait to see how this goes.” You smiled looking up at Jon. “Yeah me too. I mean it’s all so fast and I mean I was not ready for it, but Jon I love Amy so much. I’ll die for her.” You said with passion in your voice. Jon smiled as he gave you a side hug. The both of you started to walk as his music hits. You were so happy to see him with that title and he was a long time champion with the title.
After the show was over you made it back to the hotel. Once you made it inside by surprise you looked in and saw Amy sitting on the bed wearing her favorite black two piece bra and panty. You smile as you walk right in. “Now baby did you miss me.” Amy said. You drop your bag as you smile and walk up to her. “You're damn right I did.” You said with a smile. “Does my little princess want me to please her.” She said standing up. You smile as you start to take your clothes off. “Yes my queen, I want you, I want you so bad.” You got down on all four as you looked up at Amy. She smiled at you until you both heard some noise outside your door. “Yo, keep it down, the fun is about to start.” You got up and walked to the door opening it seeing Jon, Chris, and Brian cage all fall into the room. “Really you guys!” you yelled. They got up and walked out of the room. “Hey you know if you need anyone to judge how you ladies work we’re here…” Jericho said as you slam the door on their face making Amy laugh. “Now back what we were doing.
Seth was sitting in his coffee shop waiting for Murphy to come in with some news about Amy. “Hey there buddy how’s Becky and the baby?” he asked. “She’s fine, all she keeps talking about is how she can’t wait to get back into the ring. But anyways what you got on Amy?” Seth asks. Murphy smiled as he showed Seth some pictures of Amy with another man. “Dude this is her cousin Tony.” Seth looked at Murphy. “Nah look who’s next to her very closely.” Murphy points at none other than Adam page.” Seth stood up with a smile as he looked at the other pictures of them hugging. “You did great Murphy, this is what I need to expose Amy for who she is.” Seth pat him in the back.
You were walking backstage getting ready to walk out with Jon until you heard a voice, a voice that made you walk a little fast just to stop and see her. “Renee?” You said making her look back at you. She too was in shock as she saw you in person. “You little bitch!” Making everyone look at the both of you. You left me for some guy right? Right after you us me to get away from Finn Balor right?!” you yelled out loud. Everyone including Tony looks at you. “Yeah I know because I spoke to Finn, you know what he said to me?” You were filled with anger. “You know Finn was a liar. I did nothing with him, just like how I have no idea what you're talking about Y/n!” Renee yelled. “Don’t you lie you whore you got fuck by Finn then you ran to me, use me just so Finn can leave you alone, because of what? All because you ruin a happy relationship with him and Cathy Kelly!” Renee slapped you across the face. You look back at her with rage in your eyes as you slapped her right back in her face this time with force behind it. You were so mad that you even attacked her, making everyone, even Tony, get involved by separating the both of you.
“Enough the both of Y/n just stop it alright! Tony said holding you back. Jon ran in as he saw what happened to Renee. “Babe are you alright?” Jon said. You stop just to realize that Renee left you for him, your best friend Jon. “You know what fuck the both of you.” You scream out loud as you pull away from Tony. Then you walk away heading back to the hotel.
Amy was at home making plans for the wedding when she saw her phone ring. It was Tony calling. “Hey.” She said. “Yeah Amy it’s Y/n I’m just going to tell straight up, I’m gonna have to suspend her for two week.” Tony told Amy. “What why? What did she do?” Amy asks. Tony explains what happened with Y/n and Renee. “Oh god I knew this would happen she told me what happened with her and Renee. Alright Tony thank you for telling me.” Amy said as she ended the call. Amy sighs, “Oh Y/n why now?” She said to herself.
You had all your things pack up and ready to go until you heard a knock at your door. You walk to the door opening to see an angry Jon Moxley. You on the other hand was in the mood so you tried to close the door on Jon only for him to stop the door from closing on him. “I’m not in the fucking mood Jon.” You said walking away from him. He walks into your as he slams the door behind him making you jump a little. “Why in the fuck did you attack my fiance for uh?” You look up at Jon as you walk up to him. “She used me to get away from Finn, or did she not tell you that?” Jon shook his head. “Finn uses her?” You look back as you yelled from the top of your lungs. “She ended their relationship then used me to get away from Finn. Do you know why, because Finn called it quits with Cathy!” You yelled, making Jon stop and look at you. “Then she left me for you.” You said trying not to cry as you grab your bags. “You know if you want to hear the rest of the story you should talk to Renee, I have to go now.” Jon grabs you by the arm. “Tell me everything that happens with you and Renee.” He asked.
You remember when Renee was walking fast, so fast that she bumped right into you making you drop your coffee on the floor. “Uh really?” You look down then back up at the women with short blond hair with brown eyes. She smiled at you and she hugged you. “Ok what’s going on?” You asked. She looked into your eyes then she gave you a soft kiss on your lips. Not even thinking you kiss her back. Then you stop as you look at her with a smile. “Ok now there has to be something really going on here.” Renee shook her head, “No not really just really like you when I first saw you, I...i just didn’t know how to say it or do it I guess.” You laugh as you take her hand and walk with her. You told everyone backstage in nxt about what happened with you and Renee and how much you're in love with her. Some don’t buy that Renee was bi, but you didn’t listen to them.
You were walking in the park one time waiting for Renee to meet up with you. It was already a month in your relationship, you had flowers with a card in it about how much she made your world. Then you saw him Finn walking up. “Oh Y/n we need to talk about Renee.” With a deep Irish accent. You sigh as you stop. “Look Finn, she doesn't want you anymore ok just let her go.” You begged him. He shook his head as he looked down at you. “She’s only using your love just so she can get away from me. Sooner or later she is going to leave you for someone else. I broke it off with Cathy for her.” You shook your head as you looked up at him. “Finn, that was on you for ending what you had, and to make it worse Cathy left the company after that. Finn Renee loves me. She tells me that everyday, she shows me that everyday we even made love with each other.” Finn looked down at you, “I’m telling you right now the day she breaks your heart just remember I told you so.” Finn said walking away from you.
You were sitting backstage after your match with Shayna, the both of you were laughing having a good time talking about the match. “So did you hear what happened with Renee, she left.” You look up at her, “What?” You asked. “Yeah she left right after a few of the other guys left the company.” You were in shock from the news. You made it back home you tried to call her but it said the number you had dialed was no longer in serves. Finn was right, she only used you to get away from him. You started to cry as you looked down at the floor in your bedroom. “That bitch!” was all you could say over and over again. You were in the back of the locker room trying your hardest not to cry. How could Renee just use you then get rid of you like rag cloth. You were in tears then you felt some strong hands hug you from behind. “It’s ok love I know the feeling.” Finn with a soft voice easing your pain. “I told you Y/n she was only using us and now we're both broken.” You turn around to face him with tears in your eyes. You gave Finn a tight hug as he did the same.
“So you see Jon that’s why I was so mad at her. Renee fuck me over and ruined someone else happiness.” You said trying to hold back your tears. Jon gave you a hug. “I’m so sorry to hear about that Y/n. I wish I knew at that time she was playing the both of us.” You look up at him confused. “You see while she was dating you, she was seeing me behind your back.” You covered your face with your hands as you started to cry. “I know Y/n, I should have known something was up with her. Every time she had to go to florida because they said so, but really it was to see you.” Jon got down on his knees just to face you, he slowly pulled both of your hands away from your face. “Y/n I’m so sorry for what happened to you and Finn.” You nodded your head a little. “I’m so sorry too Jon. I’m sorry for hurting your..” without warning Jon lean in kissing you on the lips. You were surprised by him, but you fought it off. “Jon! What the hell is wrong with you?” You said getting up. He got up as he started to look around. “I don’t know I’m sorry Y/n I really am.” You shook your head as you grabbed your bags. “Jon just go home ok we won’t speak about this.” He agreed by nodding his head then you walked out the door.
Becky was looking for some baby clothes online when she heard Seth laughing in the living space of their home. She got up just to walk out of the bedroom to hear what Seth was talking about. “Yeah good job Murphy now let’s see if that bitch Amy gets what’s coming to her. Let’s see how faithful she really is. Once Y/n see’s those pictures of Amy and Adam page.” He started to laugh. While Becky just had a smile on her. “Good job love.” she said walking back into the bedroom.
Jon and Renee made home. The both didn’t even speak to one another. “Jon can you talk to me please.” Renee said as she looked back at him. All Jon did was walk up the stairs and in the bathroom. She sighs as she walks up to the bedroom. After Jon was done all he had on was his shorts. Renee uses the other bathroom just so she can freshen up. After she was done she looked to see Jon was not in the same room as her. “Jon!” Renee yelled as she walked out of their bedroom. Jon was sitting on the couch watching tv as Renee walked up to him. “I’m just watching tv get some sleep.” He told her. She sat down next to him while keeping her eyes on him. “Jon what is wrong with you? Talk to me honey what’s wrong?” Jon sat up then he turned his head to her. “Did you sleep with Finn?” Renee’s eyes widened from those words that came out of his mouth. “Renee just answered the question.” He asked. “I can’t believe you Jon, why would you even ask something like that?” Renee asked. “Jon nodded his head as he got up. “Jon wait.” She said, making him sit back down. “OK it’s true me and Finn had a one night stand, but I didn’t know he was dating Cathay at the time.” Jon looked down for a moment. “What happened after you and Finn Renee?” She looked down, “I started seeing Y/n, I didn’t know she was going to fall in love with me. Yeah she said it a few times, but I thought she was just kidding about it.” Renee looks back at Jon to see what his reaction would be. All Jon did was get up and walk into the kitchen.
Jon grabs a beer from the fridge, cracks it open and starts to drink from it. Renee follows him as she stands here. “Jon you have not said a word what’s wrong?!” she yelled. He slams his beer bottle on the table. “You lied Renee! That’s what it was. I had an idea you were seeing Y/n behind my back!” Jon said walk out of the kitchen. “I told you Jon I didn’t know she was for real about it.” Jon looked back at Renee, “So you were using her right? To get away from Finn right? Then you got with me just so you can get away from Y/n am I right Renee?” She stops as she looks at, Jon not saying a word. “I guess silence is the answer.” Jon spoke his words, then he walked up the bedroom. Renee walked back into the living space sitting down as she started to think about what she had told Jon. “I know it was Y/n, she just could let this shit go! I swear I’m going to kill that bitch.” She said to herself.
Amy was walking back and forth most of the night wondering if you were ok. She keeps looking at her phone to see if you saw any of the missed calls that she left you. “Come on where are you babe?” She keeps asking herself. A knock came at the door Amy ran to the door she opened it just to see you standing there holding a brown envelope. Big enough to hold pictures. “I’m done with you Amy.” You told her handing her the envelope. Amy was in shock from your words. “What are you talking about Y/n?” All you did was walk back to the car, Amy started to run after you. “Now stop it Y/n why are you saying that.” As she grabs you by your arm. You look at her trying not to get mad. “You slept with Adam didn’t you?” You asked her. Amy eyes widen then she looks at the envelope. “Yeah those pictures, those the both of you going out then walking into a hotel, together!” You yelled. “I’m sorry Y/n, but it was not what you think.” Amy begged. You had heard enough, you got back into your car and drove off. Leaving poor Amy to cry in the drive away.
Next morning Tony, Kenny, Cody, Brandi, and Adam were all at Amy’s house. “Someone took these pictures of me and you Adam, and it made her think we had an affair.” Adam looks at the pictures then he passes them to Tony. “Do you have anyone who could have done this?” Kenny asks. Amy shook her head. “Hold on here for a second.” Brandi said. “How come we were not in the photo babe?” Brandi showing Cody one of the pictures of Amy standing next Adam. Tony looked at one of the photos to see some of them were edited to where it was just Amy and Adam. “Someone really hates you Amy, and I think I might know who that someone is.” Tony looked at her. “Who then?” She begged for the answer. All of them said it at once. “Seth!”
You were still laying in bed looking out the window as you started to think about what to do now. You left your old apartment, you're now suspended for two weeks, maybe even worse fired, because Tony is her cousin. Too many things were running through your head. Then you heard a knock on your door. “Come in.” The door opens as you turn. “Hey there sweet cheeks are you alright?” Shane asks. You smiled at him as you sat up in bed. “Yeah i’ll be ok, thanks for letting me stay for a little while. Until I get my own place that is.” Shane smiled as he walked into the room. “Hey it’s ok Y/n, were good friends I mean after what happened with my dad and all, but were good friends.” You smiled a little. “Hey come down stairs and let's eat some breakfast alright? That might cheer you up.” You smiled as you got up with Shane.
Roman got the call from Jon about what happened with you and he too started to worry about you. “Alright right now I just told a few of my buddies about this, and right now Seth keeps on saying he has nothing to do with this.” Roman sat back down putting his hands over his face. “Hey laid she’ll come up, all we have to do is ask around to see if anyone has ever spoken with her.” Finn said in a smooth Irish accent. “Yeah she was family before she got fired.” Bayley told Roman. “Hey if me and Bayley hear from her we'll call as fast as we can ok.” Sasha told Roman. He nodded his head as he watched them leave. “Damn it Y/n where are you?” Roman asked himself.
A Week has gone, and you were looking at your phone seeing pictures of you and Amy and you thought to yourself how much you miss her, but you don’t know if you can believe in her again. You saw your phone rang again showing her name and you didn’t answer it. “Hey there baby girl.” You look up to see Shane. “Hey there what’s up.” You need to stay in, my dad is down stairs.” You stood up as you looked around. “Hey shut off your phone and just wait until the coast is clear alright?” You nodded as you put your phone on vibrate. Shane left the room closing your door. “Damn it.” You said.
Amy was sitting at home feeling depressed from all this mess. “Maybe it was karma.” Tony looked at her. “What do you mean?” She looked at him. “I was only trying to use Y/n Tony.” Tony's eyes widened. “What?” Amy nodded her head. “I was trying to marry her so that way I won’t marry this man that mom & dad set up for me. I guess now I have no choice, but to walk down the aisle with him.” Tony was confused and mad at the same time. “Really Amy you knew she was heart broken from an asshole no i’m sorry from two assholes from her past. Now you are the third?” Amy looked down with tears falling from her eyes. “You know what you're right, it's karma. I love ya, but this I’m sorry I’m out.” Tony said as he got up and walked out the door. Amy started balling as Tony walked out now seeing that she was all alone.
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Shane McMahon x Female!Reader
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Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Smut, Foul Language
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Your legs wrapped around Shane’s waist as he pounded his hips against yours. “Ah! Fuck, Shane!” You screamed.
Beads of sweat rolled down Shane’s muscular chest, a shiny coat of sweat covered his forehead. “Feels so fucking good.” Shane growled through gritted teeth. The bed loudly creaked from the fast movements.
After Shane beat Roman earlier that night he made sure that you knew what his plans were after the match. You thought a nice dinner and a good nights rest before leaving early the next day. Never did rough, sweaty sex cross your mind.
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Time After Time Chapter 1 (Shane McMahon x Reader)
Title: Time After Time
Summary: Shane has met the love of his life. But not everyone thinks so.
Warnings: Right now, language mainly. There will be some changes, like upping Stephanie’s age some. I will try to update warnings as I go.
AN: Feedback will be very welcome!
The cafe was relatively quiet when Shane went in for a mid morning cup of coffee. It had already been a long as hell morning. He didn't expect being the boss's kid to be easy, but damn. Somedays, he really kicked himself for not taking the job that his professor at school offered him. Instead, he went back to Connecticut, living in the pool house, and tried to make a name for himself as Shane, not Vince’s son.
And so far, he was pretty sure he was failing.
He poured himself a cup in the joke coffee mug Mark had gotten him for Christmas, and found a nice little corner to get his thoughts straight. He picked up his paper, ready to read, when he heard muffled music from somewhere to his right. He tried to ignore it, but finally after reading the same article a couple different times, he laid his paper and looked around. He could see a woman sitting a few tables away. She had an open textbook in front of her, scribbling away at a notebook, while she bobbed her head to the music from her Walkman. She seemed to be in her own little world as she read something, nodded to herself, and jotted it down in the notebook.
Shane watched her for a few moments. He couldn’t see her face, so he honestly wasn’t sure who she even was. She was probably one of Stephanie’s friends for all he knew. They seemed to get free reign of the place more than his friends ever did. Finally, after a few moments, he sighed and walked over to her. He tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to jump and kick the chair in front of her.
"Fuck." She grumbled before she looked to see who it was. She was ready to chew someone out, when she saw Shane standing there. "Oh shit! I mean Mr. McMahon." She slipped the headphones down around her neck, looking a little sheepish. “Was I being too loud?" Shane was at a loss of words for a second. He didn’t remember seeing her around, but he knew he’d never forget that face. She was so beautiful.
"Uh. Oh, a little, but it's ok." He sat down in the seat in front of her, the one that she had just kicked a few moments before. "I haven't seen you around before."
"Well, I'm here almost every day, but I work a lot of evenings and weekends to make up for my school schedule." She explained. "I'm (y/n). I mainly work in human resources, occasionally a personal assistant."
"I didn't think anyone was here on nights and weekends though." Well, maybe he didn’t know every little detail about the business. Not like his dad kept him in the loop on everything.
"There's a few of us. Mainly to make sure the gym is open and if Shawn Michaels calls in to complain about Bret Hart or something, there's someone here to stop him from bothering Mr. McMahon...uh, big Mr. McMahon…" Shane just chuckled.
"Well, to help with the confusion, you can call me Shane." He smiled, especially when he saw her relax some. “It’s nice to finally meet you (Y/n).” He looked down at her textbook and notes. “What are you doing here if you have class throughout the week?”
“Well, I have strange hours throughout the week. Class got cancelled and they didn’t have a need for me yet. So I’m here studying for the time being so I didn’t have to go home and turn around and come back.” She explained. “That is okay, right?”
“Of course!” Shane told her. “Quietest place in the building probably. Lot better than being near the gym.”
"Well, I'm sorry if I disrupted you. I play my 80s rock a little too loud sometimes." (Y/n) laughed. “And you are a busy man after all.”
"Hey, it's all cool!" Shane had a big smile on his face. He hadn’t smiled this much in who knew how long. “I’m not that busy. A lot of my day is hiding out in my office and seeing how big I can make my rubber band ball before my pops realizes I’m not in a “mandatory” meeting.”
“I’m sure you do plenty.” She told him.
“Yeah. Like annoy and piss off Vinnie Mac.” He didn’t know why he was so relaxed with her, but it didn’t feel like talking to other people in the building. Everyone else always seemed to walk on eggshells around him.
But he didn’t get to enjoy it for very long. He knew Vince would be looking for him if he stayed gone for too long. Well, at least he thought he would. So he headed back to his office, only realizing after he settled at his desk that he hadn’t asked (y/n) for her number.
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