#I CAN FINALLY START LOOKING AT REFS FOR THESE TWO DUMBASSES AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO PROPERLY DRAW/SYYLIZE THEMMMM

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WWE Preference - You take a hit meant for him - (Version 1)Pt. 2

Roman, Seth, Dean, Samoa Joe, and Finn Balor.

I have a second version of this preference with different guys coming out soon.

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You take a hit meant for him - part 1

Roman - Something about taking a hit with a chair for someone breaks the ice between the two of you. After the incident with Bray, you and Roman were nearly inseparable. The trainers always want to check wrestlers out after hits like that, and Roman never left your side as they were feeling your shoulder. Nothing was injured and they let you go. A conversation outside the locker room turned into riding together which turned into hanging out with each other, and of course Seth and Dean. Roman turned into one of your best friends, if not your best friend. Management let Roman and Bray feud and you and Paige feud, but after a few weeks you gave up hope of them putting y’all together again. Paige was the Women’s Champion and your feud with her was set to end with an opportunity at her championship during Fastlane. You were nervous and while Seth and Dean goofed off, Roman was sitting on a crate next to you. You stared at your feet as they kicked the box and you were lost in thought. “Don’t go mouse on me again.” Roman’s voice pulled you out of your head. “I’m just nervous. I really want to get that title.” You took a deep breath and let out a shaky sigh. “Don’t be nervous, babygirl, you got this. You’ll walk out of here Champion.” His words forced you to smile, “How are you so confident about that?” “Y/n! Paige! It’s time.” Kurt called down the hallway. Your heart went back to racing and you hopped off the crate. When you turned around, Roman was standing too and a lot closer than you had anticipated. “Because you’re you and you’re amazing, and so much better than Paige.” His words made you blush and before you realized it, his lips were on yours. You pushed up onto your tiptoes and moved your lips against his. He pulled away, but kept his arms wrapped around your waist, “Now, go whoop her ass.” You nodded your head, and reluctantly pulled out of his grasp to head to the ring. It wasn’t going to be easy to just whoop Paige’s ass, but you were up to the challenge. The match started and neither of you could get the upper hand. No matter what you each threw at the other, the two of you were resilient and evenly matched. After fifteen minutes and no one getting close to a pin, you and Paige were exhausted. It was a battle of sheer will. You were propped against a corner and Paige was clinging to the ring post opposite you. You stared at her as she tried to get herself back up, and you knew that it was now or never. You mustered all of your strength, blasted out of the corner, and caught Paige with a stiff boot to the face. Your entire body burned as you dragged her out of the corner and finally got the pin. Your body collapsed on the mat when the bell rang, too tired to react to your win. No sooner had the ref handed you the title, the lights cut off. You almost thought you had passed out, but when the lights came back on you saw Bray Wyatt standing on the other side of the ring. You used the the ropes to pull yourself up and motioned for a mic. Bray had started talking, but you had no intentions to listen. “Whoa, Whoa, Whoa...” You cut Bray off, “You know what, Bray, I’m exhausted and you are just so high maintenance. I don’t have the energy to deal with your bullshit.” He gave a little smile as the audience laughed, “I was just going to compliment you, Y/n. You’ve impressed me.” You stared at him a second, “I impress at lot of people on a regular basis. Why are you so important?” “I want you to join me.” “After you hit me with a chair? Hell no. Besides, I’m already spoken for.” The Shield’s music hit right after you said that. Bray turned around to see Roman, Seth, and Dean marching down the audience. There was a silent standoff when they got to ringside. Roman didn’t waste any time hopping up on the apron and squaring off with Bray. Seth and Dean took their places on each side and slowly Bray backed out of the ring. You held up your title and wave a little goodbye to him as he retreated up the ramp.

Seth - That match turned into one of the most brutal in the PG Era. Dean ended up with stitches in his head, after Cesaro went back into the ring he ended up falling awkwardly between two ladders tearing a tendon in his arm, Seth’s knee started buckling underneath him, forcing him to get looked at by the doctors, but of course, Sheamus came out nearly unscathed. A few minor cuts and bruises, he fared better that you did. It was a week later and it still hurt to breathe and move your arms. Cesaro called you to tell you that he wouldn’t be coming to Raw for the next couple of weeks. “I’m so sorry, Cesaro, let me know if there’s anything I can do.” “Just give me a little wave tonight.” You laughed and agreed. Before you hung up with him, you had to give him a heads up about what you were doing tonight, “I’m telling him that I’m done tonight.” There was a few seconds of silence from the other side. “Is there someone else there that can be out there with you?” “I’ll be fine.” “I’m serious, Y/n. I don’t care who. Is Seth there? I know Dean isn’t.” You had also heard Dean was trying to get cleared of his concussion and wouldn’t be there tonight, but Seth had disappeared. Not that y’all texted or called each other constantly, but you thought you would have heard something by now. “I haven’t heard anything from Seth. I’ll try, but I’m not making promises.” He reluctantly took that answer, knowing you would do what you wanted. And there you stood, alone, watching Sheamus on the monitor, getting ready to walk through the curtains next to you. Your heart grew heavy with nerves. He seemed to be in a pretty bad mood. You were about a minute away from your entrance and you heard someone call your name. “Y/n.” You turned around to see Seth, wearing his black zip up hoodie and a new brace on his knee. You gave him a soft smile, “Hey, Seth. How’s your knee?” “It’s fine. Just need to rest it.” He said as you walked towards him, giving him a hug. He felt you wince as his arm wrapped around your waist, immediately letting go when you did. You saw the concern in his face, “It’s fine. Just sore.” “You have 45 seconds, Y/n.” The stage manager called to you. Seth looked at the screen, then back to you, “What are you going to do?” “I’m telling him that I’m not his manager anymore.” “Uh, you think that’s a good idea tonight?” You let out a little laugh, “You and Cesaro need to trust me a little more.” “It’s not you we don’t trust, it’s him. Especially after last week.” You placed a hand on his arm, “I can handle him.” “15 seconds, Y/n” You moved towards the curtain, but Seth caught your arm, “Do you want to ride with me tonight, maybe get some dinner?” Just as he finished his question, your music hit. You nodded a yes to him, before walking out. Sheamus is a large man, but you weren’t intimidated. You did exactly what you meant to do. Cut to the chase and let him know that you were done. “What? Why?” He practically yelled. “You’re out of control, self-centered, and childish.” You didn’t want this to drag out more, so you turned to walk away, but he wasn’t done. He grabbed your arm and forced you back to him. The pain burned into your stomach. “I didn’t know ye wanted to be me girlfriend and control me. Is that what this is about? You need a good lay?” You couldn’t believe the words came out of his mouth, but before you could react Seth came out. “If you don’t take your hand’s off of her, I’ll rip the dumbass mohawk out of you scalp.” Sheamus went to give him a comeback, but you plucked the mic right out of his hand. “What in the hell did you just say to me?” Sheamus went to get his mic back, but you tossed it out of the ring. “No one wants to hear you talk. I am your manager. It is my job to keep you on track and in line, but you’re impossible to work with. That’s why I chose to drop your snowball ass. They couldn’t pay me enough to be your girlfriend. Hell, they couldn’t give me enough money to be your manager.” You threw your mic at his face to finish you statement, gave Cesaro a little wave, and walked out. Seth laughed along with the audience and the two of you left Sheamus in the ring.

Dean - The next week you and Dean were sitting in front of a monitor watching the kickoff of Raw. The two of you were schedule for something towards the end of the show, but neither of you knew what it was. You had your head on his shoulder and you could feel him looking around every few seconds. It was starting to get irritating. “What are you looking for?” You asked. “Miz” He answered. You rolled your eyes, “You gonna throw the monitor at him or something?” “I was thinking the chair, but the monitor would be better. Good idea, babe.” You laughed, “I was not being serious, and I’m worried you were.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him, “You know me too well.” “We’ll get him back. He’s probably avoiding us at all costs.” Dean hummed in agreement. About that time Kurt’s music hit and the two of you watched him walk down the ramp and into the ring. “He’s always got the two idiots with him, so we’ll have to figure out how to get him alone.” You nodded, “We should probably do it backstage...” Before you could finish your thought, something Kurt said caught your attention. Kurt said, “I want to address the actions of Miz last week. What he did to Y/n just didn’t sit well with me, so I’ve decided to do something about it.” You sat up and looked at Dean. Kurt continued, “I want to give Y/n and Dean an opportunity to get even. So, later on tonight, it will be The Miz versus Dean Ambrose and Y/n in a handicap match.” The crowd roared and the two of you got excited. “Oh, and one more thing...” Kurt added, “Bo Dallas and Curtis Axel are banned from ringside.” You looked at Dean, “Well, that took care of that problem.” He let out a laugh, “This is going to be so much fun.” Miz didn’t quite feel the same way. You even caught him begging Kurt to reconsider. Dean and you went to the ring first and you laughed as he danced around unable to contain his excitement. The second Miz’s music hit, Dean froze center-ring, beaming as Miz slowly walked to the ring. Dean waltzed over to you, cupped your face, and kissed your forehead. “I got this babe.” His gravelly voice was full of joy, and you kissed his cheek. “At least let me get a few good hits in.” He nodded as you ducked onto the apron. It was all over the moment the bell rang.

Samoa Joe - The doctors checked you out and cleared you to continue in NXT the very next week. There was a tiny cut just above your right eyebrow and a bit of a bruise that formed after the headache subsided, but you were fine. You were currently fixing your hair in the mirror before heading out to the ring with Joe for his match. “It’s healing fast.” A smile cut across your face and you turned to find Joe with his towel wrapped around his neck. “It was tiny, so of course it’s going to heal fast.” You fixed the towel on his chest, and he took your hands in his. “It could’ve been much worse. Don’t do that again, alright?” You let out a deep sigh, “I’ve been wrestling since high school. I can take a hit.” you walked passed him towards the guerrilla, “I’m not made of porcelain.”  He followed you, “I know you’re tough, but I still can’t stand seeing you hurt because of me.” Your head flipped around, “This...” you pointed towards your head, “was because of Kevin, not you.” “Ah, speaking of Kevin, I’m scheduled to do something at the end of the show tonight. I can’t leave early.” He caught up to you, lacing his fingers with yours. You looked up to him, “You jumping Kevin tonight?” Joe smirked, “Tonight. Next week. The following weeks. Kevin has entered a mental and physical hell.” And that’s exactly what happened. For the next couple weeks Joe attacked Kevin either before, during, or after Kevin’s matches. It made Kevin so paranoid, and it was hilarious to see him so jittery. Kevin finally took things into his own hands one night while you were addressing the crowd by yourself. You were shocked when his music hit and you giggled as he cautiously made his way to the ring. He used the same caution getting into the ring and coming towards you.”I’m so sorry for hitting you. Please make him stop. I didn’t mean it, it was an accident. Just, please, I’m sorry. Tell him to stop.” Kevin’s words came out jumbled and rushed and you started to feel a little sorry for him. Before you could say anything, Joe came out and Kevin scrambled to get behind you. “I apologized! Tell him I apologized.” You put your hand up, stopping Joe at the top of the ramp, “Ok, let’s just calm down. Let’s just breathe a minute.This has gone on a little long, and he did apologize, Joe. I think he’s learned his lesson.” Joe shook his head. You continued, “Besides...” You turned to Kevin, “I’m sure Kevin wants to be at his best when he defends his title against Joe next week.” You let the mic slip out of your hand as Kevin stared at you dumbfounded. He starting yelling no’s as you got out of the ring and headed up the ramp to Joe.

Finn - His chest was heaving against you as he carried you to the trainers room. “Finn...I can walk.” You spoke out, but he just ignored you. You had been hurt worse before but you had never seen such a lack of remorse from the culprit afterwards. Elias had laughed after he hurt you and that pissed you off. You were still no where near as pissed off as Finn was at the moment. It was rare for him to get so angry that he couldn’t speak. He finally put you down when y’all got the the trainers door. Still silent, he held the door open for you and you could feel the heat radiating from his body as you passed through. He stayed out of the way as they began to tend to your arm. As they stitched up the cut, there was talk of possibly going to get it x-rayed to check for a broken bone, but you shut it down. You knew Finn would want you to get it checked, but he was still simmering by the door and you looked at him while you explained your reasons. You knew what a broken bone felt like and what to watch for in the next couple of hours. The medic was tying off the last stitch when you all heard someone throw something against a wall outside. “That was a waste of a guitar.” Your eyes shot up when you heard Elias’ voice down the hall and when you looked to Finn, he was on his way out the door. “Finn!” You called for him, but he was gone. “Shit!” You hopped off the table as the medic was still cleaning up the newly stitched cut. “Are you done? I gotta go, like right now.” You stuttered out, pulling your arm away from him. He quickly gave it one more wipe, “Go. Go. Go.” He let go of your arm and hurried you out the door. Your heart was pounding as you followed what sounded like a war. Just around the corner you found Finn and Elias going at it, but when you went to stop it Karl caught you. “Luke will stop it. Don’t want you hurt again.” You saw Luke standing down the hall observing. “He’s not doing anything.” You held out your hand and looked at Karl. He just shrugged his shoulders, “Eh, I said he will stop. He’s just letting Finn get a few good hits in.” Karl thought it was funny, but you didn’t. You gave him a good side eye. They were starting to attract a crowd, so Luke decided to intervene. “Alright, brother, get off him.” Luke said trying to coax Finn off Elias. He finally was able to get Finn up and was holding him back while Kurt Angle ran down the hall and took care of Elias. You were finally able to get to Finn and you grabbed his elbow pulling him back. The haze in his eyes was clearing up and you kept telling him to calm down. Kurt looked over his shoulder towards y’all, “I’m willing to forget this, if you promise it’s over.” “Of course, it is.” You said to him, but he waited for a nod from Finn. You, Finn, Karl, and Luke were left in the hallway alone. Finn tenderly grabbed your arm and examined the injury while Karl and Luke laughed to themselves. “It’s really not that bad and I seriously don’t think he meant to do it.” You whispered, then tilted your head, “He didn’t care that he did it, but he did mean to hit you.” Finn just shook his head and sighed, “Whether he meant to or not, he hurt you and I couldn’t let it go.” “Can you let it go now?” He up into your eyes and thought about it. He leaned down and softly kissed your shoulder, “Now, I can.”

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Author's note: Yeah, this one got away from me too. Requested by @ohcristimhookedonhavocimsodunne 💙 If you didn't know oVe has taken over our lives. 😂 This one will also have a sequel (who would've known) but after them I promise you'll see some others. Hope you guys like it! 💙

#102. "You hear that? That's the sound of my awesomeness."

Jake Crist

The woman couldn't help but think of leaving as she neared the venue. Her green eyes glanced at the note sitting atop her purse when she parked. Shane had told her that things would be set up, but had given her the note just in case. The first thing she noticed when she got out of the car was someone walking towards her. She couldn't make out the details under the heavy coat, but she was sure it was a man. "Hi." She waved nervously. "You must be the one Shane sent." The man speculated once he reached her. His voice made her eyebrows shoot up. She didn't know why he'd taken her by surprise, but he had. "Sorry to inconvenience you. I let it slip that I'd be in town and Shane insisted that I make a stop here." She was quick to explain, knowing the man probably had better things to do. "It's not a problem. Ya just took me by surprise is all. Didn't expect ya so early." His words made her back up towards the driver door. "I'll just come back later..." She trailed off with another small wave. 

"No! God, that sounded rude. I'm sorry. I just meant that it'll just be us for at least another three hours." He explained, glad that the freezing Ohio winter covered his blush. The woman smiled and nodded. "I'm alright with that if you are. I'm Nova... And you're Jake Crist." She stuck her hand out but he was stuck on her name. "Nova? I'm not even good enough for your real name?" He asked with feigned hurt. It had taken him by surprise that she introduced herself under the name. The woman dramatically rolled her eyes. "I was conceived in the backseat of a Nova and my mom wanted something unique." As if to prove her point she took her id out of her pocket. He couldn't help but laugh when he seen that her name was in fact Nova. "I think it's cool! She definitely succeeded with unique!" Jake exclaimed when she started laughing.  Before she could put her id away he noticed something else. "You're from Columbus?" The blonde asked with a smile. Nova shook her head as she slipped the plastic card in her pocket. "Just where I ended up when I left home." Jake nodded slowly. He could tell it was something she didn't want to discuss.

They agreed to meet in the ring once they got inside and changed. In the meantime he had told Shane that she'd showed up, and even told the guys they had a guest. Shane seemed to think this woman was something special. Jake's head shot up when he heard her nearing. "Your hair..." He muttered softly. Instantly her hand smoothed over the top of her hair. She'd had it tied back and tucked into her hood outside, but now it was in two braids. "Is red and blue? I'm aware." Nova joked as she slid into the ring. The top layers of her hair were dyed bright red while the bottom were vibrant blue. "Shane sent me a clip of the show last week. If you're that good why aren't you booked everywhere?" He blurted. Sure a few seconds weren't enough to truly judge her skills, but they were enough to know she was good. "My ex didn't think women should be in the ring. After about a decade of lies I decided I didn't care what he thought." She explained tensely. "Sorry. That was probably too personal to ask. I really didn't mean to offend you." The blonde apologized after meeting her green eyes. "Fuck him and his stupid ass opinions. I'm just glad that I'm back in the ring." The woman said with a genuine smile. "I have a feeling we're all going to be happy about that."

Over a year later Nova was sitting ringside at the aptly named  Barbed Wire Massacre match. Almost immediately she was gripping Taya's hand and questioning her sanity. "Hey, they've been through worse. These crazy fuckers have been in Tournament of Death, this is... Almost nothing." Taya said in hopes of calming her. Nova knew deep down that she was right, at least about Sami. She'd been by the man's side since they were teenagers. Sami had a decent sense of judgement. Sure he had fireballed Konnan and backed LAX into this match, but he wasn't dumb. He figured this madness was their best shot. She knew that the trio were doing what they had to so they could keep the titles. However that sentiment didn't make watching the match any less brutal. In the end Jake's torso had been completely wrapped in barbed wire, Sami had been beaten with a bat wrapped in barbed wire, and Dave had skewers sticking out of his head. As soon as the ref hit three the two women were rushing backstage. Nova was doing her best to prepare herself for the aftermath of the match. 

By the time the two made it backstage two trainers were just passing by with Dave. Nova could make out the splotches of blood in his brown hair. "I don't care what Thing 2 and the Cat in the Hat are doing. If you don't think I'm forcing them to the trainers too then you're insane." Taya hissed to Dave who was trying to deny the trainer's help. It seemed her words had stuck because he finally let them lead him away. The look on the blonde's face was downright dangerous. "Our best friends are fucking dumbasses, you know? One is wrapped in barbed wire and the other got the snot beat out of him... And they really think they don't need checked out. I'll drag Jake by the fucking barbed wire and Sami by the hair if I have to." She growled, shoving past anyone who was in her way. Nova was right behind her though she was apologizing to everyone they inconvenienced. In the back of her mind the screams of pain that Jake had let out during the match were on replay. She had never dealt with anyone after a hardcore match like this. In reality she didn't know what to expect from any of the men. 

Two pairs of eyes shot to the door when it slammed into the wall. "Told ya." Jake grunted from his spot by the wall. He was doing his best not to cause any more harm to himself. His head was against the wall and his back was awkwardly arched. Sami, who was lying on the floor, blindly flipped him off. All the anger seemed to leave Taya when she seen the pair. Nova was still stood fidgeting in the doorway when the woman knelt in between them. "I'm not going with all this shit." She heard Jake mutter. That shook her from her trance. "You can take Sami and check on Dave. I'll help Jake get free." Immediately Jake turned his face to look at her. "You don't have to do that, supernova. I know that this whole thing kind of threw you off." He told her with a minuscule smile. She knew the nickname was supposed to ease her mind, but it didn't. "Are you going to try to unwrap yourself? Or cut it off by yourself? Both of those sound absolutely idiotic. You begged me to come support you and I did even when I was scared. Let me help you, Jake." Nova stared him in the eyes the whole time, eventually ending up sitting in front of him. When he nodded Taya handed her a pair of wire cutters and heavy duty gloves. 

They decided that cutting the wire in small sections and peeling it away would be the best option. The job had already gone quicker than she expected. The first layers had fallen off without a problem. However the closer to the skin they got the more ensnared the wire became. "Hey, look at me." Jake whispered when he seen her eyebrows furrow. She'd come across three different strands that had woven together. Green eyes met blue when she heard the words. "You're doing great." He complimented before grabbing one of her gloved hands and squeezing it. "You say that now, but wait a few more seconds. The rest of it is all shirt and skin." Her eyes went back to his torso as she clipped a few more bits of wire. Jake did his best to focus on anything else. Except his thoughts were all about various little details about her. It wasn't the first time that he'd noticed any of it. He knew she bit her lip when she was stressed. He knew the small jagged scar behind her ear was from when she was thirteen. It hit him in that moment what his feelings had become. He was utterly in love with the woman in front of him.

Jake was shaken from his thoughts by a stinging pain radiating from his torso. His grunt made her quickly let go of the wire. "You hear that? That's the sound of my awesomeness." The blonde joked to calm her down. She playfully rolled her eyes at his words. "Really? I thought it was the sound of your craziness biting you in the ass." Nova shot back with a smirk of her own. "Two sides of the same coin." He concluded, reaching down to finish pulling the section of wire. He knew that they were finally in the home stretch of things. The woman took his action as a sign to keep going, and started gently puling another strand. Once it was all off of the front of him he started unbuttoning his shirt. "Figured we could peel off the shirt with it and kill two birds with one stone." He explained after he stood up. She knew he was referencing the trainer wanting to see the marks. The shirt came off with few problems. He ended up looking a lot better than she expected. "Thank you, Nova. It means more than you know." He observed as he opened the door. The woman kissed his cheek before she spoke. "You're my best friend, Jake. You helped me when I had no one. This is nothing."

Ten minutes later Jake was lying on a cot in the trainers room. He'd been cleared of anything serious and was told the others had been too. Now all three men were just trying to psyche themselves up to move. Nova could hear Taya muttering something to Sami across the room. Even Krystal had come out of hiding to check on Dave. "You didn't have to do this." Nova whispered as she gently ran her hand over his broken and bruised skin. "I know. Wanted to. Needed to... For my own sanity." He told her just as quietly. His blue eyes tiredly ran over her face for the millionth time. "I'll be fine, supernova." Her eyes went back to his with a small smile. "I know. You're a crazy fucking badass." She replied with a laugh. When she started to pull away Jake's hand shot out. "Promise if you do that for a few more minutes I'll get up." He offered with his best smile. "Kids, there are other people in the room. Save it for the hotel." Dave joked before his laugh turned into a groan. The woman's cheeks were almost as red as her hair but she did as Jake asked. "If you're not careful she'll kick your ass, bro." The blonde warned with a laugh of his own. "Don't worry, Thing 1. I'll wait until you're healed up." Nova shot back after a few seconds. Sami groaned, flicking Taya's arm before he spoke. "You made it a thing. Of all things it had to be that one that stuck!" He whined playfully. 

Jake dozed off the second his head hit the pillow when they made it to the hotel. Nova even had to slip his shoes off before she went to shower. When she opened the bathroom door twenty minutes later she seen him blinking in the dim light. "Didn't mean to wake you." She apologized. The man shook his head before he gently moved to face her bed. "You know I don't sleep this early." He pointed out with a chuckle. "I figured tonight would be a special occasion. It's not every day one of your best friends has to cut you out of barbed wire." She could see the pained look in his face when he heard her words. She knew she'd worded it wrong. "Jake, no." She said as she moved to sit on his bed. Nova grabbed his hand before he could speak. "They only won because Konnan stuck your brother in the head with Skewers. You guys had that match won." He already knew that arguing would be pointless. Without thinking she picked his hand up and kissed his palm. Once she realised what she'd done her cheeks went bright red, hands quickly covering her face. "Oh my god. That was weird. I'm so sorry." She repeated a few times. Suddenly he was leaning up on his elbows and pulling her hands away. "It's okay." Jake mumbled quietly. Slowly Nova lowered her hands and looked into his blue eyes. The woman suddenly became acutely aware of the inches separating them. She didn't know who started leaning but soon enough she could feel his breath on her face. That's when there was a knock on the door, causing her to jump back. "Brought you guys some burgers." Taya said in a singsong voice. "I've got it." Nova mumbled before jumping up.