#Jon Moxley/OC

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The Moxleys - a Wrestling Fanfiction

Title: The Moxleys

Author: vamp_doll/vamp_doll_diva

Characters/Pairings: Jon Moxley/OC, Seth Rollins/Becky Lynch, Alexa Bliss, Roman Reigns, Sasha Banks, Paige aka Sarayah, Sonia Deville, Carmella... More to come

Rating: M

Category: Romance

Jon and Alison had been in WWE together for years. Around the time Jon decided to leave WWE, Alison found out she was pregnant. Jon joined AEW and Alison decided to leave WWE. Alison didn't know what her future held, but Jon had his own plans for them, much to her surprise. A proposal, a wedding, and much more. Alison's future in wrestling was unsure. Jon had her life set, though. 

Chapter 1 @ fanfiction.net

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A Dean Ambrose x OC story! The Shield 4th member.

Summary: Taking place during the start of The Shield's debut in 2012, follow Morgan Lopez's career as she becomes a member of The Shield, revamps herself as The Outspoken Diva and makes a name for herself in WWE.

OC Profile of Morgan Lopez

Chapter 1- So, You Wanna Wrestle?

Chapter 2- My WWE Debut

Chapter 3- Fighting Back

Chapter 4- My First Wrestlemania

Chapter 5- Becoming Heel

Chapter 6- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 1

Chapter 7- The Shield's Girl

Chapter 8- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 2

Chapter 9- The Shield Isn't Unstoppable

Chapter 10- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 4

Chapter 11- Justice Continues Being Served

Chapter 12- The Underdog from Philly

Chapter 13- Catching Up Before MITB

Chapter 14- Money In The Bank 2013

Chapter 15- Total Slap!

Chapter 16- Frustration

Chapter 17- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 5

Chapter 18- I Know What I Have To Do

Chapter 19- Do You Know Who I Am!?

Chapter 20- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 6

Chapter 21- Army of One

Chapter 22- Wiping That Smirk Off Your Face

Chapter 23- You Look Like You've Seen A Ghost

Chapter 24- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 7

Chapter 25- Mommy Knows Best

Chapter 26- Revenge Is Sweet

Chapter 27- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 8

Chapter 28- Is That You Being Serious?

Chapter 29- In Due Time

Chapter 30- Trying To Gain Momentum

Chapter 31- The Slammy Awards

Chapter 32- That Was A Miracle

Chapter 33- The Answer Is No

Chapter 34- Tribute To The Troops

Chapter 35- Morgan's Answer

Chapter 36- Move Thief

Chapter 37- Meeting Hot Rod

Chapter 38- Respect

Chapter 39- I Hate Snakes

Chapter 40- If Only You Knew

Chapter 41- Making A Statement

Chapter 42- Yikes

Chapter 43- Sister Abigail

Chapter 44- I Lost Her

Chapter 45- She Belongs To Us Now

Chapter 46- I See What You Want

Chapter 47- Armageddon

Chapter 48- Armageddon Part 2

Chapter 49- That Supernatural Stuff Don't Work

Chapter 50- What Are You Doing!?

Chapter 51- Things Got Personal

Chapter 52- He Kept His Word

Chapter 53- Harley Mode Was Captivating

Chapter 54- Rosa's Mind Games

Chapter 55- Togetherness

Chapter 56- Public Displays of Affection

Chapter 57- The Shield Against The Authority

Chapter 58- Bad News Dinner

Chapter 59- Getting The Upper Hand

Chapter 60- Annihilated

Chapter 61- Catching Up With Old Friends

Chapter 62- Wrestling's Fun

Chapter 63- Get Back Here!

Chapter 64- War

Chapter 65- Trust Is Dead To Us Now

Chapter 66- Confronting The Sellout

Chapter 67- Going Our Separate Ways

Chapter 68- They Can't Control Me

Chapter 69- Clock Is Ticking Morgan

Chapter 70- Outsmarting The Architect

Chapter 71- Closing The Chapter

Chapter 72- I Win (All Hell Breaks Loose)

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Yours To Tame--Ch. 9

Chapter 9: One Week Later

            I sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked at Anna. My clothes were packed in a little overnight bag. There was still an edge of fatigue around me. A fuzziness to my thoughts that made it hard to focus. I’d been cleared of any major damage but told that it would be several weeks before I’d be allowed to wrestle again.

            Sammy was going to be ferociously angry. I was so afraid of what was going to happen when we saw each other for the first time after everything that had happened in the hospital. As if she could read my thoughts, Anna looked up and wrapped her fingers around mine. I was surprised to find that mine were icy cold.

            “Hey,” she said, squeezing my hand firmly. “You aren’t going this alone. Not for one second.”

            I sighed and blinked away the terrified tears that welled up in my eyes. “You can’t be with me all the time, Anna. Besides, I have to go home eventually.”

            “You could come stay with me until we figure out what to do.”

            “That’ll just make Sammy even angrier. It’s already going to be bad enough…” My stomach dropped into my toes. As if I could feel the blows, I curled in on myself, wrapping my arms around my chest. Fear burned like bile up my throat. The venom of terror roiled through my veins. “Best if I just get it over with.”

            Anna scowled and reached up to push some of my hair back from my forehead. Her fingertips hesitated over the raised scar hidden just at my hairline. There was half a dozen more, all carefully camouflaged. I didn’t want to think about how they got there.

            She scowled. “Restraining order, Morgan. Why didn’t you keep the restraining order?”

            “Lawyers are expensive. And he never lived by it anyway.”

            “That’s what the cops are for,” she replied. “His ass should have been in jail years ago.”

            Before I could reply, there was a gentle knock on the door. We both looked up, and I couldn’t help the acute fear that cut through me. It swung open slowly.

            “Everybody decent in there?” Moxley’s voice called out.

            The fear receded so quickly it left me dizzy. “Yeah,” Anna replied. “How about out there?”

            Moxley appeared in the doorway with his arms loaded down with a huge bouquet of flowers and a get well soon balloon tied to the wrist of a huge stuffed teddy bear. There was a faint smile on his face as he practically sauntered across the room.

            “What in the name of—”

            “I told you it was ridiculous,” Bryan said, appearing from around Moxley’s broad shoulder. “One or the other or the other, not all three!”

            Bryan sounded exasperated, and I couldn’t help but grin when he made a face in my direction. “How’re you feeling, Morgan?”

            “Bitch of a headache. Anyone ever tell you two that you’re louder than a frat party on free beer weekend?” I sucked in a breath and held out my free hand toward Anna. “Can I have those glasses?”

            The doctor insisted that I wear a pair of dark, anti-glare sunglasses for the next few weeks. I knew it would help. That going without them would just make the recovery process from the concussion longer. But I knew they’d go missing within an hour of being back home.

            “Those are really pretty, Mox,” Anna said, gesturing to the flowers. “And that little guy is adorable.”

            “Ain’t he?” he laughed. “Name’s Jon.”

            Anna giggled, and I could have sworn that she was blushing. “Isn’t that a coincidence.”

            Bryan rolled his eyes and sank down on the end of the bed. There was a foot or two between us, and he kept his hands in his lap. But I could see the worry in his sky-blue eyes. “Seriously,” he asked softly, “how are you?”

            I shrugged, not quite knowing how to answer. Half a dozen responses existed to that question. “I—”

            “Morgan is out of commission for a couple weeks. And she can’t travel for a few more days, so we’re stuck here for a bit longer.”

            “Where are you staying?” Bryan asked.

            “Hotel,” I replied quietly. “Just until I’m given the okay to go home.”

***

            Bryan felt the moment that Moxley’s eyes turned to him. The two men looked at one another, almost as if they could understand each other without speaking. It didn’t take a genius to realize that home for Morgan meant with Sammy Guevara. And after what he’d heard in that hallway—what he’d learned in the last few days—there was no way he was going to let that happen.

            “You know,” Moxley said as he handed the teddy bear to Anna. “I’ve got a few days off, too. Want some company?”

            Anna smiled at them with something deep and grateful in her eyes. She looked between the two of them and to Morgan and back again before giving a firm nod. “Wouldn’t be so bad, would it, Morgan?”

            He watched Moxley gently tap Morgan’s foot with the tip of his boot. She jumped and drew her knees up to her chest. Her eyes went deer in the headlights wide before going flat and distant. If he looked close enough, he could see the tremble in her limbs that she was trying so desperately to hide.

            A new rush of hate splashed into Bryan as he found himself wondering about why she felt she had to fight to hold it back. If he ever got his hands on Sammy Guevara, he was going to rip him apart one muscle fiber at a time. They’d been by the hospital a few times since their first visit, and it wasn’t lost on them that Sammy was often outside in the parking lot staring at the building. Anna had filled them in that he’d been banned from entering the hospital. Sammy hadn’t been subtle about hiding his distain for them at work this past week, either.

            There wasn’t a doubt in Bryan’s mind that the moment Morgan left this building, Sammy would get his hands on her. And God knew what would happen to her after that. He didn’t want to entertain the thought.

***

            He’s got to get that rage under control, Moxley thought as he held the flowers out to Morgan in the hope of drawing her back out of her shell. He understood the feeling, but he knew that all it would do was scare her right back off. And they couldn’t protect her if she wouldn’t even be around them.

            When Morgan wouldn’t look up, Moxley crouched down so that he could look into her eyes. The pupils were wide, irises so dark they looked black barely visible around them. The terror in them made his guts clench.

            “Hey, it’s all good,” he said quietly. He kept his voice low and his hands in sight as he spoke to her. “It’s just an idea. At least let us make sure that you get to the hotel and get settled in okay.”

            She blinked and then squeezed her glassy eyes shut. He couldn’t tell if it was from the concussion, the meds, or something else entirely. After a few deep breaths, Morgan Knox nodded. Her brow furrowed as if the movement hurt. He supposed it did.

            “Think you guys could give us a lift?” Anna asked, drawing his attention.

            Jon Moxley had never really thought of himself as an intuitive person, but somehow he got the gist of what Anna Jay was really asking. Is he here? He felt his mouth curl into a sneer as he gave her a brief, barely there nod of his head.

            “You grab the gifts and I’ll get the bags,” he said as he straightened himself out. His joints popped and cracked, making him grunt. He thought he saw the ghost of a smile on Morgan’s face. “We’ll bring the car around for princess here. Bryan can handle getting her outside.”

            The two met looked at one another, communicating in a quiet way that wrestlers had. They had both seen Sammy sitting in the driver’s seat of his car in the parking lot. It wasn’t hard to imagine the horrible things that were stuck deep in his mind. Moxley hadn’t exactly seen everything that Bryan had, but he knew for sure that he didn’t like the idea of Morgan going anywhere near the asshole who’d put her in the hospital.

            “We’ll take it slow,” Bryan said as he stood up. He held out his hand to her, palm turned upward. “If you get dizzy, we can stop or get a chair.”

***

            I stared at Bryan’s hand, confusion slipping through my thoughts. “What?” I mumbled.

            His eyes crinkled as he reached his hand closer. “Mox and Anna are going to get the car. I’ll walk out with you to make sure that you don’t get dizzy or anything.”

            My eyes darted toward the door, but Anna had already disappeared out of sight. “I… okay,” I replied, clutching the dark glasses in one hand. For a moment, I didn’t quite know what to do with Bryan’s outstretched hand.

            “It’s okay,” he soothed. “You don’t have to. I’ll just walk close enough that I can catch you if you start to stumble. Is that alright?”

            I swallowed hard, surprised by the rush of feeling that settled deep into my chest. My breath rushed out of me as I reached out and placed my fingers against his palm. I pulled myself to my feet, swaying as the world started to spin.

            Bryan’s hand tightened on mine as he stepped forward to slip his other arm around my waist. “I’ve got you.”

            Squeezing my eyes shut, I leaned into him. “I’m tired,” I whined. “My head hurts.”

            “I know. Hold onto me, and we’ll take it slow,” he soothed. “As soon as we get you to the hotel, you can rest.”

            I let Bryan lead the way, shuffling along beside him with shaking steps. He made me stop and put on the glasses when I whined at the light shining through the windows.

            “You’re going to stay with me, right?”

            Bryan’s fingers tightened on mine. He tensed for just a moment before replying. “If it’ll make you feel safe, of course I will.”

            My head leaned against his shoulder in relief as we took the last few steps toward the door.

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In a perfect world OC wins the belt off Mox and Yuta wins it off OC

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So late last night I posted about a funny wheel-decide happening, and I've been thinking more and more about it.

Thus. It has begun.

I present to you-- the collages. It'll probably be its own mini-series only because of all the backstory and potential it has. I just have to figure out when and where to bring the OC to AEW and when to begin the shenanigans. It's gonna be a heavy dosage of sexual tension and underhanded flirtations (at least, currently, that's what I have planned).

Also, I know some of the Saraya/Paige photo edits aren't the best, but I worked with what I could.

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FINISH THEM, ORANGE

FINISH THEM ALL

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What do you mean that's not his name?!

Part three of crying on a Saturday night :)

They sat in a very uncomfortable silence until the waitress came to take their orders. Jenna made sure to order for Tara and Cass, even though she really wanted to tell them both to eat shit, for putting her and Darby into the most uncomfortable situation they possibly could have. It wasn’t that she wasn’t interested in him , at least somewhat, he was definitely physically attractive. And, so far had been nothing but a gentleman towards her. It was just hard for her to think about letting someone else in, to open up to having feelings for someone again. Obviously one night wouldn’t cause her to fall head over heels, but even slightly liking someone again was enough to make her want to vomit. It had been almost a year since things had ended so badly with her ex, and though she told Tara everyday since that she just wasn’t ready and that she was fine, once her and Cass had started dating and doing all the happy couple things everyone could see the loneliness in her eyes. She couldn’t lie to herself; she did miss having that connection to someone, and having those sweet moments together. Laughing at inside jokes, snuggling when the Seattle rain just poured down and there was nowhere else to be. But to know that none of that, none of the happy times, or how much love was given, could stop them from getting up and walking away kept her in her lonely shell. She also knew Tara had nothing but good intentions in the surprise blind date , she knew that Jenna would never go for it if she had prior knowledge, she truly just wanted what was best for her best friend. But it was so uncomfortable and she could see it all over Darbys face. It was just as awkward for him as it was for her.  It also wasn’t fair to him because he probably thought this was planned and was going to have a nice time with someone who was interested in pursuing it if they hit it off. Jenna was just ready to give up and hide in the bathroom when he finally spoke up, almost causing her to jump out of the seat as the silence was abruptly broken. 

“ So I take it you didn’t know about this whole set up thing, did you?” He questioned not looking up from his drink where he fiddled with the straw, chasing the ice around the cup. 

“ No, honestly I didn’t. I hope you don’t think I’m rude or stuck up or anything, I just got blindsided, and well I am completely socially awkward, even under normal circumstances…” Jenna trailed off not knowing what else to say and realizing she was beginning to ramble. 

“ I don’t think that at all! I kinda feel the same way. I found out as I was packing up my gear, but Orange kinda  made it seem like you knew and I was the last to know.”

“ Oh, well, good news since he actually told you  BEFOREEE you came outside, I was the last to know! So at least you can say you weren’t the last to know about this surprise date” She laughed anxiously and used air quotations around the last word. Darby let out a chuckle as he smirked and nodded his head. 

“ Well , yea that’s true. I really am sorry that this happened. Orange has been pushing me to get back out there since my divorce was finalized and he knew that I would never have come if he had told me. Not that you aren’t attractive and seem like a cool person , just like I’m really not one to go out and want to meet new people…” He lowered his gaze back down to his cup and began playing with his ice again. 

“ I get you completely on that, like it has nothing to do with you at all personally. I’m just not one to blindly go hang out with people. Tara and I had classes together for a whole semester before I actually spoke back to her when she would try and talk to me.” She couldn’t help but smile a little at the memories of Tara trying and trying to strike up a friendship between the two of them. 

“ Seriously I feel you, I trained with Orange for months before we had a conversation outside of training or something relating to wrestling. At Least we have that in common I guess.” he grinned and brought his gaze back up to meet her eyes. She felt her stomach give a little jolt as she smiled back at him. She told herself mentally to calm down. It was just a casual conversation, and his eyes didn’t look more beautiful than they had a few minutes ago. Before things could settle back into silence Jenna decided she wanted to keep the conversation going, though she hadn’t planned on this, nor did she think this would go anywhere, she was starting to have fun. 

“ So why do you call Cassidy Orange orange all the time? Like I get it when you wrestle but why outside of the ring? She asked with genuine curiosity.

“ Well for starters it was always something they had us do in training. Getting into the habit so you don’t accidentally call someone by their shoot name, like their real name, in the ring or at an event. So it’s just kinda a habit at this point. But, and I am about to blow your mind here,” He leaned in close and looked around the room dramatically, before leaning in closer and whispering “ His name isn’t Cassidy either!” He covered his mouth like he just let out the biggest bombshell as his eyes smiled at Jenna who just looked at him in stunned silence. 

“ Wait, wait, wait! You’re telling me that Cassidy isn’t Cassidy’s name, no fucking way! Even Tara calls him that, and in moments where, first of all I wish I didn’t know this information, but moments where she would definitely be using his real name…” Darby scrunched up his face in confusion and slowly started cackling.

“ You are telling me he has her calling him Cassidy while they’re fucking!? Yooo he will never ever fucking live this down I swear to God” He was basically in hysterics at this point as Jenna just looked at him in confusion over this whole name fiasco. 

“ Well what the fuck, so if you guys use your wrestling names all the time I’m assuming Darby isn’t your real name either then is it?” 

“No, it’s not but that's all anyone calls me.”

“ Well what is your real name?” Jenna was brimming with curiosity at this point the awkward tension had left the air and it seemed they were both having a decent time. Unfortunately before he  could answer her the door swung open and Tara and not so Cassidy walked up to the table. 

“ Are you guys just not going to eat?” Cassidy asked, raising one eyebrow up as he glanced over the table. Enjoying the conversation both Jenna and Darby had neglected to notice the waitress had come back and placed everyone's food on the table in front of them.

“ Oh shit I didn’t even notice she had come back over! It’s getting late now and I know Jenna mentioned having to work in the morning, I’m gonna grab some boxes and we can head back to my car if that’s okay with you guys?” He questioned as he looked around the group who all nodded in agreement as the sleepiness of the day was finally catching up to them. 

“ Cool, I'll be right back. Oh! Hey Orange by the way, what took so long to find your wallet?” He smirked and looked between the two as Tara blushed and looked at the floor. 

“ Shut the fuck up Darby before I kick your pale ass” Cassidy smacked him on the back of the head pushing him towards the counter where the to go boxes where stacked up. 

“ Speaking of which, I have a question about that situation I need to ask you about later… Oh sweet Cassidy.” Jenna tried to stifle her laughter but couldn’t and they all looked over at her in confusion, except Darby who started laughing just as hard as he walked away. Before she could be questioned too much Darby was back with boxes and a receipt for his food. They boxed up their meals and headed to the counter. As Jenna went to get her wallet out she felt Darbys hand brush it away. She looked up at him with her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

“ You have given me priceless information tonight, the least I could do was buy your dinner. Plus let me use it as a way to make up for our friends throwing us into a whole blind date.” He said in a surprisingly sweet tone. As much as she wanted to ignore the butterflies in her stomach from his touch, she couldn’t. All she could do was smile and accept his kindness, even though he had also been thrown into this, just as much as she had. 

They all headed back out to the car and rode in silence as quiet music played in the background. Once they got back to the venue to separate into their respective  cars, which just meant Jenna switching to take the passenger seat in Tara's car, Darby ran around and opened her door for her. While they let the love birds say their goodbyes, they said their own. The awkwardness had crept back in, not knowing was this a date? Should she give him a hug, he did get her dinner. Trying to think on her feet she brought back up the topic they left off on in the restaurant. 

“ So you never told me, if Darby isn’t your real name what is it?” She questioned him, becoming very conscious of how small the space between them was. She felt herself shiver and tried to convince herself it was just from the cold. 

“ I tell you what, this turned out, at least to me, better than I was anticipating. So let me officially ask you on a real date and if we go out again I’ll tell you.” He propositioned confidently, but his body language gave him away. He was shifting his weight back and forth while he twisted his hands around and looked at the ground. Before she could even think about what it would mean to say yes she had already blurted out , a little too enthusiastically, absolutely. Darby smiled at her and nodded his head, unable to really say anything, because he couldn’t believe she had actually said yes. They exchanged numbers and a quick side hug just in time for Cassidy to step out of Taras car. He gave Jenna a quick hug and pointed Darby to the car. The lateness of the night had really hit hard , and as she got into the passenger seat a yawn slipped out. Before Tara could begin her interrogation Jenna felt her phone buzz and quickly pulled it out to see who was texting her this late on a weeknight. 

I had a great time meeting you tonight, I’m really excited to take you on an official first date. Sleep good and text me whenever - sam 

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Hi! Starting over again!

Idk how many people may remember this blog but hi! I'm Val aka Smolwritingchick.

I used to post The Bangtan Gal here on Tumblr. A BTS Jungkook love story about an 8th member of BTS, Jennie Walker.

I'm starting over. I have two stories I want to post on here that I deleted. A wrestling story called Forced To Believe which is about a female member of The Shield from WWE (I posted that on fanfiction.net many years ago) and my BTS story, Bangtan Gal. Currently editing chapters and will post them soon.

I took a long break from writing due to my mental health and just lack of motivation to write as I focused more on work and had other passions. But I miss it and would love to repost my work. I'm not a big fan of the fanfiction.net site these days so I will be posting my stories on Wattpad, Tumblr and Archive of our own for now on.

I'm hoping to continue The Bangtan Gal as I plan out new chapters after editing the old ones. For now, what matters is that I'm having all these chapters up from what has already been written so people can reread.

This blog will focus 95% on my K-Pop story The Bangtan Gal, so expect a lot of posts and asks regarding my K-Pop story and fewer posts about my wrestling story. I'm more focused on that, so sorry in advance.

I don't really care about the notes or views. I just want to post these up again and see where it goes.

I keep rereading my stories and I really miss it so why not?

Stay tuned.

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