#Liv Morgan WWE

[slutforwwewomen]

Marked

Summary - speculations of you and Rheas relationship finally come to an end as now everyone knows it's true, due to you walking out to your match with black lipstick prints on your body.

RheaRipley X Fem!Reader

Warnings - Pure Smut, Fingering, Oral (Reader receiving.) Strong Language and all that stuffs yk. 😉

Hope you enjoy! <3

“I think you’re gonna love thisss!” My makeup artist, Amanda, says to me. I told her to try something new, anything she wanted that would match my new gear I was debuting tonight.

As Amanda finishes up, I hear footsteps creeping behind me and then two hands on my shoulders, meaning it could only be…

“Guess who.” I hear from behind me.

“Hmm…I don’t know..Samantha? Liv? Rhea? I mean, I have so many girlfriends it’s hard to guess!” I say in a joking manner, suddenly feeling a hard thump on the back of my neck and the sound of a slight giggle.

“Alright! Finished!” Amanda says.

She spins my chair around, facing me towards the mirror. “Oh my god! Mandy, I love it! Thank you!” I say, standing up out of my chair and hugging her tightly. “Okay, Loosen the grip up, Azmina!” Amanda says, slightly breathless due to my grip.

I let out a small laugh and mumble a sorry.

As I turn around, I’m met face to face with my girlfriend, Rhea.

“Damn.” Is all she says.

“What? You don’t like it?” I ask.

“I more than like it. Makes me wanna fuck it off you.” She says..loudly. My response ends with me slapping her arm and my face turning completely red.

“You look good too I guess…” I say to her with a smirk on my face.

Amanda comes up behind us. “Personally, I’d rather see this than LivDom.”

That sending Rhea and I into a laughing spiral.

Amanda is one of the select few who know about Rhea and I being together.

Everyone knows me and her are super close, but they don’t know the full extent.

Rhea and I have tagged together numerous times, which is where the rumors started at to begin with.

Oh, but that’s not just all!

Rhea is very…touchy. She physically can’t keep her hands off me when we’re near one another, so during our matches, when rhea was helping me up, she’d slide her hand across me someway, or she’d hold onto me, pick me up or carry me out, whilst keeping a certain grip on my…lower half.

Always making sure to touch me.

I’ve always had this attraction to her, I mean…just look at her. How could you not?

“Hey. Come on.” Rhea whispers to me, reaching a hand out for me to grab.

“I need to put my gear on anyways.” I take her hand as she leads me to the locker room. Shutting the door behind her after she lets me go in first.

She turns around, walking slowly towards me.

Slowly inching me closer and closer against the far wall.

As she slowly made her way over to me, her eyes not leaving me, she gently pushed me against the wall.

She placed her hands right beside my head, trapping me against the wall, as she leaned in even closer.

Her breath, hitting my neck. Sending chills down my whole body.

I shut my eyes for a moment before opening them back up, my eyes meeting hers as she hovers over me looking down at me.

“Please” I murmur out, barely even understandable.

“See how I make you feel? See how I’m not even touching you, and you’re just begging me to fuck you?” Rhea says in a low tone.

She gently runs her index finger along my jaw as she whispers in my ear.

"See how you shiver when I touch you lightly?"

She then gently touches a sensitive spot on my neck.

“See how your body is telling me just how much you need me? You just can’t help yourself can you? I mean, all I’m doing is standing over you and you just can’t contain yourself. What’s to be done about that, huh?”

My mouth begins to open, but nothing comes out. I look down at the ground in slight embarrassment. I can only think of one thing right now, and that’s how badly I need to feel her.

“Oh come on…use your words baby. Tell me what you want.” She says as she moves her finger and traces under my chin.

“M-my match. I need t..to put my gear on.” I finally get out, slightly jerking to try to get out from under her.

Rhea's smile widens as she notices my attempts to get away from her.

“Oh, is that what you're worried about at the moment? Your little match? Trust me, that's the last thing you need to worry about right now.”

She grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at her. Her eyes, now intense and full of desire.

“You're not going anywhere until I'm finished with you.”

She moves her hand from my chin to my throat, applying just enough pressure to make sure I stay right where I am.

“And I'm still just getting started.”

My eyes, tearing up from the pressure she’s putting on my neck.

She finally crashes her like into mine. Kissing me with the most passion I’ve ever felt. Her lipstick, still slightly wet, as I can feel it imprinted on my skin. She removes her hand from my neck and snakes it down into my shorts.

I feel her smirk against my lips as she feels how wet I am, her fingers slowly teasing my folds.

She lets out a soft chuckle and breaks the kiss. Starting to leave a trail of hickeys down my neck and shoulder, all while her fingers still work at a painfully slow pace.

I let out a soft whimper, signaling I need her to move faster.

“Be patient darling.” She whispers before biting down gently on my shoulder, her fingers now moving only slightly faster than before.

She pulls back to look at me, watching my reactions while her fingers still rub against my clit at a painfully slow pace.

“Look at you, covered in my marks.”

She leans in, and whispers into my ear again, her voice low and sultry.

“Everyone will know who you belong to.”

She moves her other hand to grip my hip, helping hold me against the wall as she continues to move her fingers, now going at a steady fast pace.

“Shit! Rhea- Fuck! Oh my god- I’m..I’m gonna cu..” I’m cut off by her smashing her lips back into mine. Biting my lip hard and pulling on it with her teeth.

Moans begin to slip out, one after another like a broken record player.

She swallows the moans that slips from my lips, biting down on my lip again as she keeps pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

But then she stops.

She pulls away from my lips and looks at me, a smirk on her face.

“Ah ah ah, not yet…”

Rhea looks down at my legs, wobbly and shaking, barely being able to hold myself up.

She gets down on her knees then looks back up at me, a smirk still on her face as she pulls my shorts and underwear all the way down and hooks my leg over her shoulder.

She presses a kiss to the inside of my lower thigh, slowly making her way closer and closer to my core.

She finally reaches my core and runs her tongue up my folds, teasing me slowly as she keeps my leg over her shoulder.

She repeats this action a couple more times, licking and teasing me with her tongue, purposely avoiding my clit.

She finally gives my clit some attention, flicking her tongue over it quickly before sucking it into her mouth.

I feel her insert her 2 fingers deep inside me. Curling them at a slow but harsh pace.

I let out a loud moan, which almost could be mistaken as a scream.

My body begins to tremble. Knees beginning to give out again.

“You’re such a good girl for me. taking my tongue so well.” She says between licks, her voice muffled against me.

“You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you baby? I want you to scream my name. She gives my clit one last hard suck before pulling away slightly, her fingers still moving inside me, but she fastens the pace.

“Come on, Az, be a good girl and cum for me, yeah?”

And that’s what sent me over the edge.

My eyes stay shut but I can feel her smirk as I cum, she watches as my body trembles in pleasure. I open my eyes and watch her beneath me as she slowly licks up all of my cum, savoring the taste.

She finally completely pulls away from me, picking me and my shorts up and carrying me to a locker, sitting me down on the seat of it.

My body still hot, panting and out of breath.

And I still hadn’t gotten my gear on.

“Rhea…please. I need my gear.” I managed to pull out.

She stepz away from me, reaching into the locker and pulling out my gear.

“You better get dressed fast, baby. You have a match to win.”

I grab my underwear from right next to me, as I struggle to put them on, rhea snatches them from me and decides to take matter into her own hands.

She moves her hands down to your waist, slowly pulling my underwear up my legs, her fingers brushing against my still sensitive skin.

I decide to just push through, I stand up, obviously tired, and put my gear on. Which takes me a whopping almost 10 minutes.

I pull my phone out of my bag to check the time.

“Shit!” I yelled.

As i continue putting it on, I notice the marks all over my body.

Her marks.

Black lipstick imprinted all on my thighs, neck, and arms.

She looks at me and sort of giggles.

“Oops?”

I take of my shirt and bra, putting on my top to my gear aswell.

When I finish with that, I grab the mirror from my bag, looking at my messed up lipstick.

“Really, Rhea?”

“You’re just so hot I couldn’t help myself.” She says, shrugging her shoulders and rolling her eyes.

I hurry up and finish up putting my boots on and then I turn to Rhea again and kiss her.

“I love you. I’ll see you after my match!” I say quickly as I run out of the room as I then go to find Amanda.

I find Amanda and ask her to give me a touch up on my makeup.

She sits me down and begins to touch it up. Wiping the marks on my arms and neck off, but clearly unable to remove the permanent ones that Rhea left.

“I don’t even wanna know.” Amanda says.

I just give her an awkward smile and laugh.

After we finish up, I have about 10 minutes before I go out.

I stand in the back behind the entrance curtain, talking with some other superstars just to pass time by.

Then, it’s time for me to go out.

My entrance music hits and I go out like I normally do.

Rhea and I are currently in a feud with Damage Control, so my opponent for tonight is Iyo Sky.

As I’m doing my entrance, I catch a glance at my legs.

Shit.

I forgot the marks on my legs, and if it didn’t help, I forgot my fishnets that go underneath my gear.

I just continue on with my entrance, making my way to the ring, pretending like nothing is different.

After I finish it, RAW goes on commercial.

Leaving me to stand in the ring for a couple of minutes to prepare.

Of course people in the crowd are going to take pictures, but little did I know that I was in for a rude awakening when I got to the back.

Backstage, Rheas phone was blowing up. Messages from many different people, noticing the black marks left on her “tag partners” legs.

I stand in the ring, awaiting the ad break to go off, but I do notice all the phones in the crowd pointed at me, taking videos and pictures.

See, I wouldn’t think nothing of it unless I didn’t have these marks on my legs.

It’s truly not a bad thing for people to find out we are dating. We have to come out with it soon enough, but i didn’t really take this being the way the fans found out.

The lights come back on and it cuts to Iyo Sky coming out.

After Iyo finishes her entrance, we both stand in our corners and then the bell rings.

Iyo looks at me for a second, not moving, but looking me up and down and then slightly laughing whilst rolling her eyes.

I think I know what she was laughing at.

We put on a hell of a match for the crowd, but, during the match, Iyo puts me in a compromising position…really showing the marks on me as she bends and twists my leg in this hold she has me in.

I’m sure the camera had a direct view of the marks now, but I’m almost 99% positive there hasn’t been a point where there wasn’t already a direct view of the marks.

At the last couple seconds of the match, I hit Iyo with a missile dropkick, the impact knocking her across the ring and me falling ti the floor in exhaustion.

We both get up at the same time, having an intense stare down with one another. She runs the ropes but I end up catching her with a punch of my own.

I decide to do something interesting.

I pick her up, preforming the Riptide on her.

Pinning her, with Rheas famous pin.

1.

2.

3.

The bell rings, and I stand up.

Referee, holding one of my arms up as I lick some of the blood from my lip off with my tongue.

The match goes off air and I make my way to the back, stopping to take pictures with people and signing posters, etc.

And when I reach the back, I’m met with a grinning Rhea Ripley.

“How bad is it…” I ask her.

“Let’s just say we’re trending now, and everyone knows about us.”

She runs her hand down my body until she reaches my thigh, her fingers tracing the red marks from the match and the black lipstick marks she left. She brings her mouth up to my ear, whispering to me and making sure her breath tickles my ear.

“Don’t forget the fishnets next time.”

A/N - HIIII! This is probably my favorite fic I’ve written so far. I hope you guys enjoy it! I had so much fun writing it! All feedback is appreciated lovely’s! 🫶🏻🩷

[livsjaded]

they’re still inlove with each other y’all (let me be a delusional abt l4b!!)

[kairilov3]

good morning, i was thinking maybe you could do something with the reader being jealous of liv and doms relationship not knowing that liv has a thing for her so when maybe someone like zelina or dakota start openly flirting liv gets very over protective leading to a confession of feelings

Sorry for taking so long. But you got it 😉🫡

Jealousy leads to confession

(Liv Morgan x Fem! Reader)

WN; Request , Hand cannons , Fluffy

Being around Liv Morgan was exhilarating yet exhausting. Since she’d joined forces with Dominik Mysterio and The Judgment Day, Liv had taken on a new intensity, her energy drawing fans and teammates alike into her world. But for you, being around her had become complicated. You admired her talent and couldn’t help but feel captivated by her, but recently, seeing her with Dominik stirred up feelings you’d been trying to suppress. Every time Liv was around Dominik, smiling at him in that effortlessly magnetic way, you felt a pang of jealousy you couldn’t shake.

It didn’t help that Liv seemed oblivious to your subtle hints of interest. Or so you thought. In your mind, she saw you as a close friend, maybe even a teammate in the making, but nothing more. You hadn’t wanted to make things awkward, so you stayed silent, choosing instead to let your feelings simmer beneath the surface. That is, until Dakota Kai noticed.

“You’re not exactly subtle, you know,” Dakota teased one evening, giving you a sly smile as you all watched Liv and Dominik across the room. “If you want her attention, there are other ways to get it.”

You felt your cheeks heat up. “What? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you mumbled, even though Dakota had seen right through you.

Dakota smirked. “Don’t play coy with me. If you want to make Liv notice, maybe it’s time to give her a taste of her own medicine.” Before you could protest, Dakota leaned closer, her voice low and full of mischief. “Let me help you out. All you need to do is play along.”

Over the next few days, Dakota’s plan became clear. She began openly flirting with you whenever Liv was around, throwing out compliments, standing just a little too close, laughing at your jokes with exaggerated delight. At first, you were embarrassed, but as Dakota’s antics continued, you noticed a shift in Liv. Her playful smiles grew strained, and her eyes seemed to linger on you and Dakota a little too long.

Then came the breaking point. One evening after a match, as you and Dakota were laughing in the hallway, Liv stormed over, her expression intense. “Hey, can I talk to you? Alone,” she said, her voice sharper than you’d ever heard it. You glanced at Dakota, who raised her eyebrows and shrugged before leaving you alone with Liv.

The moment Dakota was gone, Liv’s demeanor softened, but her eyes held a fierce intensity. “What’s going on with you and Dakota?” she demanded, folding her arms and looking at you as though daring you to lie.

Taken aback, you stammered, “It’s... nothing. We’re just friends. Why do you care?”

Liv huffed, her cheeks flushed with something that looked suspiciously like jealousy. “Why do I care? Because seeing her all over you drives me insane, okay?” She looked away, her hands balling into fists before she continued. “I don’t like it. I don’t like seeing anyone with you.”

Your heart skipped a beat as you processed her words. “Liv... are you saying…?”

Liv’s gaze softened, vulnerability flickering in her eyes. “I’m saying that I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve tried, but every time I see you, especially with someone else, it feels like—” She trailed off, swallowing as she searched for the right words. “I’ve wanted to say something for so long, but I thought you were just see me as a friend … and now, with Dakota… I didn’t know where I stood.”

Feeling a surge of courage, you took a step closer, your voice barely a whisper. “Liv, I’ve been waiting for you to say something. I thought you didn’t see me that way.”

A relieved smile broke across Liv’s face as she took your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours. “How could I not? I’ve tried to hide it, but I don’t want to anymore.” She took a deep breath, her hand reaching up to gently caress your cheek. “So, what do you say? Let’s stop pretending and give this— us— a chance.”

In that moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a warmth that enveloped you both. As you looked into Liv’s eyes, you knew that this was the beginning of something real, something you’d both wanted but had been too afraid to admit until now.

LOVE HER SO MUCH!

[anime-gamer-92]

Liv Morgan

[l4brvtality]

liv kissing dominik I—

[gabbypedrig]

it really annoyed me because no one likes raquel or liv

[thedman0310]

I want this twink annihilated

[slutforwwewomen]

Fantasy (Ghostface)

Part One.

LivMorgan X Fem!Reader X RheaRipley

Warnings - Mentions of blood, knife’s, all that stuff. you can’t watch horror movies, then I’d suggest not to read this. Eventual smut at some point.

Summary - Weird things have been happening lately. You keep getting calls from unknown numbers, every time you answer it, there’s just heavy breathing. Until finally, they speak up.

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Murder.

That’s what is happening in my small town. As long as I’ve lived here, I’ve never known of anything like this to happen.

Maybe a few robberies here and there, but nothing like this.

What makes this even worse is that I’ve been receiving calls from these unknown numbers. Heavy breathing and sometimes this…low pitched growl noise.

I’ve been wondering if this could be the killer, but I always come to a point where I believe it’s just some kids prank calling, trying to scare others.

I work morning shift at my job, meaning I get off later during the day. I work at the diner owned by my mom and dad. I’ve always been here with them, so I know pretty much all of our customers.

Except for the few drunken truck drivers who pass through here and there.

As my shift ends, I tell my parents goodnight and I clock out. I walk outside to my car, get in and go to crank it up.

But...

It wasn't starting.

"Shit!" | screamed.

All I wanted was to go home and get some sleep.

Tomorrow is halloween. So the diners gonna be busy and I have to fix up some of the decorations out front.

I pull my phone out, seeing if I can call a taxi to come and get me.

I get a call.

"UNKNOWN NUMBER" again..

"Hello?" I say aloud.

No response. Only loud, heavy breathing.

The deep breathing was the only response I was getting. No words, no hello, no greeting...Just the breathing.

“Hello?” I say again.

“You know... you're not supposed to answer calls at this hour..” A voice finally speaks up. Its deep. Raspy.

“Who is this?” I ask.

“No no.. I ask the questions.” The person says to me.

The voice chuckled a bit, before clearing their throat. “Do you like scary movies, Lorelei?”

“How do you know my name?”

“Nuh uh, answer the fucking question bitch.” The voice says to me.

“No- What? Why does it-Just..please stop calling me!” I hang up.

My heart dropped. What the fuck was that.

I try my car one more time.

It finally cranks.

I don’t think I’ve ever drove home faster. As soon as I stepped in the door, I slammed it shut and made sure to lock it. I went around, checking my windows and doors..making sure no one could open them.

I was scared shitless.

I sit down on my couch, trying to calm myself down.

“It’s just a prank, that’s all.” I said to myself, breathing in and out.

After about 15 minutes of repeating this and breathing in and out, I go upstairs to my bedroom. Ready to wash this day away.

I grab my clothes, and walk to my bathroom.

I shut the door behind me, making sure to lock it as I was still paranoid, and placed my clothes on the sink. I turn the water on in the shower, steam immediately beginning to fill the air. I get undressed and step in.

I begin washing my hair, but suddenly I hear the bathroom door knob wiggling as if someone is attempting to open it.

I shrugged it off, thinking it’s just my mind playing tricks on me.

But it happens again.

This time, I stick my head out, watching the doorknob rattle.

I turn the water off slowly.

Suddenly, loud banging on the door begins.

I scream but cover my mouth immediately, as if the person doesn’t know I’m in here.

“I know you’re in there. I can hear you.” This person speaks out behind the door.

I look at the counter, my phone not there as I left it in the bedroom.

“Shit!” I scream.

“Ahhh there you are.” Says the person.

The banging and rattling begins again.

I rush out of the shower. Grabbing my clothes and throwing them on.

I was not about to die naked.

“Open the door. I’m not gonna hurt you. Come on..I just want to have a little fun, yeah?”

Holding back tears, I run and stand on my toilet, trying to open the window that sits above it.

My heart rapidly beating, palms becoming sweaty. Filled with instant panic, fear for my life.

I finally get it open, but the only thing is, I’m on the second floor.

Suddenly the door is broken down, a tall black figure rushing at me with a knife.

I decide to take the risk, I jump out of the window. Landing on the patch of grass next to my driveway.

The land twisted my knee but I can’t stop due to that. I get up and run as fast as I can to a nearby house, banging on the door.

“PLEASE HELP, THERES SOMEONE AFTER ME! HELLO? PLEASE!!!” I scream whilst banging on the door.

The door opens up, an older lady asking me if I’m alright.

I beg her to call the cops, too tell them someone’s in my house, and she does just so.

She sat me on her couch, wet and all. She gives me a towel and a blanket, telling me the cops should be arriving soon.

Small Time Jump!

After arriving at the hospital, the nurses put me in a room. Checking me out to make sure I’m okay, also checking my knee to see what happened. When the nurses are done, the cops follow in after them.

The cops sit down, now asking me questions about what happened exactly.

I tell them everything I knew. Including the calls I thought may have been random kids.

After about an hour of talking with the cops, they leave me be.

Sometime after, my mom and dad came in.

She ran into my arms, tears immediately falling from both of our eyes.

Everything felt okay at the moment.

“Baby I’m so glad you’re okay.” My mom says.

My dad following behind her. “Me too.” He too comes up to me and hugs me.

“I was so scared..” I speak up, my voice slightly raspy due to my screaming.

“You’ll be okay baby. You’re a strong girl.” My mom caresses my face with her hand.

I nod my head.

“Are you hungry?” My dad asks. “I can run to the diner and make you something?”

“Uhm- Yeah. I am. Thank you, dad.” I smile at him.

He nods to me and then walks out.

“I’m gonna go find a restroom, hunny. I’ll be right back, okay?”

I smile at my mom and nod in affirmation.

After my mom walked out, the nurse followed in after her. “Your mom’s on the line.”

My mom?

It was probably my dad, using mom’s phone.

I pick the phone up. “Hello? Dad?” I ask.

A deep voice responds. “Guess again.”

No.

Oh god.

“What do you want from me..” I ask, tears once again forming in my eyes.

“All I want is for you to answer my questions. Can you do that?

“You’re not gonna leave me alone are you?” I question.

“That all depends on your answers.” The person says. “Tell me, Lorelei..Do you like scary movies?”

“Mhm”

“What’s your favorite..scary movie?”

I answer, holding back my tears and sobs. “I- It’s..The Exorcist.”

The killer lets out a slight laugh. “Good pick.” They say.

“I’ll start you off on some easy questions okay? Let’s say a…practice round, yeah?”

“Okay.” I mumble out.

“Friday the 13th. How did Jason die?”

“I- he uhm…I don’t-..” I get cut off.

“Oh come on..don’t say you don’t know? Think, Lori.”

“Drowned. He drowned!” I say.

“Ding ding ding! Correct!”

“Just a couple more..When did the original IT movie come out?

“1990! I know this one!” I say. Getting a bit more confident in myself.

“Mhm, good job, alright.. last one, What is the song played at the beginning of Halloween II?”

“Mr Sandman! Yes, I know this one!” I scream slightly.

“Wow! Someone knows their stuff…” The person says.

“I won right?! Did I win?” I ask.

“Oh no no..that was just the practice round, remember?”

“Time for the real round. What item did Nancy pull out of her dream in Nightmare of Elm Street?”

“What? I- how am I supposed to know this? I don’t..”

“Don’t leave me hanging Lori! Come on…I’m sure you know it.”

“I don’t- I’ve never seen that movie! Please.”

“What’s the answer lori?”

“I don’t know!”

“Is that your final answer?”

“I- fuck!” I hang up the phone.

I get up off the hospital bed and try to run to the hallway, but suddenly I’m grabbed.

“You hung up in my face Lorelei! That’s not very nice…”

The killer grabs my face, shoving a rag in my face.

One second I’m awake.

The next, I’m not.

A/N - Hi again! This is only part one to the story, if it seems a bit rushed, that’s cause it is. I wrote this quickly, just to see and get a feel of what I really wanted. I promise part two will be much much better!

[livsjaded]

nowwwww kiss…

[kairilov3]

Hi, I hope you are doing well! I was wondering if maybe you could write a Gionna Daddio and female reader story.

Topic 1:

Maybe the reader decides to spoil Gionna and takes her shopping (or Gionna wants to go shopping, so the reader gives Gionna her card while she stays home and takes care of the farm and animals) and the reader tells her to go wild and they visit all of these different stores and the last place Gionna wants to go in is a shoe store and gets a whole bunch of different shoes but what the reader doesn’t know is that she gets them a lot of matching items as a surprise because she wants them to match and so when the reader asks her what all did she buy, she shows her.

Topic 2:

Maybe where everyone is getting ready for Gionna's (liv) match against Lina (Nia) at Crown Jewel and the reader is in her head and starts to have flashbacks to when Gionna got hurt, to getting surgery, then recovery to her returning and achieving all of what she has done, so when she wins and becomes the first-ever women’s Crown Jewel Champion, the reader gets emotional and when Victoria (Raquel) and Dominik ask her what’s wrong she explains why she's crying and just how proud she is and Gionna overhears and gets emotional and when they’re finally alone Gionna tells the reader that she overheard her conversation and that she is thankful for the reader being there and staying when times got rough (just being lovey dovey basically lol).

Thank you for taking the time to read this, I know it’s long my bad lol, just trying to get my concept across. Can’t wait to see what you can do with either of these (hopefully I can see both concepts come to light in the future) and thank you for writing other Liv Morgan stories they are a joy to read!

Also if you do not feel comfortable with using their real names then you can use their character name, I wouldn’t be upset.

Sorry it took me so long, I liked the idea so I had a little fun with it.

WN; Request, longg storyy, ton of fluffy

Spoiled to rots

It was a lazy morning on the farm, the sun just starting to rise as you finished feeding the animals. The clucking of chickens and the soft mooing of cows was music to your ears—a peaceful escape from the chaos of WWE life. Liv Morgan, however, had other plans for the day.

“I wanna go shopping,” Liv announced, leaning against the barn door with her signature playful smirk. Dressed in a casual crop top and ripped jeans, she looked every bit the city girl ready for a day out.

You chuckled, wiping your hands on your jeans. “Shopping, huh? I thought you loved the quiet farm life.”

“I do,” she replied, twirling a strand of her blonde hair. “But I also love spoiling myself sometimes. And I know you love spoiling me, so…”

With a laugh, you pulled your wallet out of your back pocket and handed her your card. “Go wild,” you said, shaking your head affectionately. “Buy whatever you want. I’ll hold down the fort here and take care of the animals.”

Liv’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she grabbed the card and kissed your cheek. “You’re the best,” she said before hopping into her car and speeding off toward the city.

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The day flew by as you worked on the farm, keeping busy with chores and thinking about how much Liv would enjoy her shopping adventure. When she finally returned hours later, her car was packed to the brim with shopping bags, and her grin was as wide as the horizon.

“Jeez, Liv,” you teased as she climbed out of the car. “Did you buy out the whole mall?”

“Maybe,” she said with a wink. “But don’t worry, I stayed under your credit limit. Barely.”

You helped her carry the bags into the house, your curiosity growing with every trip. Liv was practically bouncing with excitement as she started unpacking everything in the living room. Dresses, tops, accessories, and—of course—a ridiculous amount of shoes spilled out onto the floor. But as you watched her, something caught your eye.

“Hey,” you said, picking up a matching pair of sneakers. “Did you get these in my size?”

Liv froze for a moment before breaking into a sheepish smile. “Maybe…”

You raised an eyebrow. “And these hoodies? Matching hoodies?”

“Okay, fine!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands up dramatically. “I got us matching stuff! I just thought it’d be cute, you know? I mean, imagine us wearing these sneakers together or those hoodies when we’re out. Couple goals, right?”

Your heart melted at her enthusiasm. She looked so proud of her idea, her cheeks tinged pink as she nervously awaited your reaction. Setting the sneakers down, you pulled her into a hug.

“You’re adorable, you know that?” you said, kissing the top of her head. “I love it. And I love you.”

Liv grinned against your chest, her arms wrapping tightly around you. “Good, because I got a lot of matching stuff,” she teased. “Wait until you see the pajamas!”

---

That evening, as the two of you relaxed on the couch in your new matching hoodies, Liv rested her head on your shoulder, scrolling through pictures of her shopping spree. Lil Baby Saudi, Liv’s beloved kitten, curled up on her lap, purring softly.

“Thanks for letting me spoil myself today,” Liv said, her voice soft. “But honestly, spoiling you is way more fun.”

“You spoil me every day just by being you,” you replied, squeezing her hand. “But matching outfits? That’s next level.”

Liv giggled, tilting her head up to kiss your cheek. “Told you we’re couple goals.”

You smiled, content with the simple joys of the day—Liv’s laughter, the warmth of her beside you, and the thoughtfulness that made her so easy to love.

PROUD

The Crown Jewel arena buzzed with anticipation, the air electric as the roster prepared for one of the most significant matches of the night—Liv Morgan vs. Nia Jax. Everyone was busy making final adjustments to their gear, stretching, and hyping each other up, but your focus was elsewhere. Seated on a bench in the corner of the locker room, you couldn’t stop the flood of memories from overtaking your mind.

It started with Liv’s injury—the devastating night she collapsed in the ring, clutching her arm in agony. You could still hear the sound of the medics rushing in, the hushed whispers of concern from the crew, and Liv’s tearful apology to you, even though she had nothing to apologize for. Then came the surgery, her brave smile masking the fear she tried to hide, and the grueling months of physical therapy and rehabilitation. Day after day, you’d been there, holding her hand, cheering her on, and sometimes just being the silent support she needed.

“Hey, you okay?”

Raquel’s voice broke through your reverie. You blinked up at her and Dominik Mysterio, who were both watching you with concern. It wasn’t until Raquel handed you a tissue that you realized tears were streaming down your face.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you murmured, wiping your cheeks. But when you looked up at the monitor displaying Liv’s name in bold letters, the tears came harder. “I just… I’m so proud of her, you know?”

Dominik tilted his head. “We all are. She’s about to make history tonight.”

You nodded, your voice trembling as you continued. “But it’s more than that. I’ve seen everything she’s gone through to get here. The injury, the surgery, the recovery… There were days when she didn’t think she’d ever wrestle again, let alone achieve all of this. And now, she’s about to become the first-ever Women’s Crown Jewel Champion. It’s overwhelming.”

Raquel placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, her usual playful demeanor replaced with sincerity. “You’ve been with her through all of it. That’s why this moment means so much to you, doesn’t it?”

You nodded, unable to find the words to respond. What you didn’t notice was Liv standing just outside the room, overhearing everything. Her chest tightened as she listened to your heartfelt words, and she had to blink back tears of her own before heading to the gorilla position.

---

The match was intense, every slam and near-fall keeping you on the edge of your seat. Liv fought with every ounce of heart she had, dodging Nia’s crushing blows and finding her openings to counter. When the final bell rang and Liv’s hand was raised in victory, the stadium erupted into cheers. She fell to her knees, clutching the Crown Jewel Championship with tears streaming down her face.

Backstage, you couldn’t contain your emotions any longer. The sight of her standing tall, the culmination of all her hard work, broke the dam completely. Raquel and Dominik stood beside you, both smiling as they watched you wipe your tears.

“You’re really proud of her, huh?” Dominik said with a teasing nudge.

“More than words can say,” you admitted, your voice cracking. “She deserves every bit of this.”

---

Later that night, after the celebration died down and most of the roster had left the arena, Liv found you alone in the quiet locker room. She was still in her gear, the championship slung over her shoulder as she approached with a soft smile.

“Hey,” she said, her voice gentle.

“Hey, Champ,” you replied, trying to compose yourself, but the warmth in her eyes made it impossible.

Liv set the title down on the bench and took your hands in hers, her thumbs brushing over your knuckles. “I heard what you said earlier,” she admitted. “About being proud of me. About everything I’ve been through.”

You opened your mouth to respond, but she shook her head, stepping closer.

“I need to say this,” she continued, her voice thick with emotion. “I wouldn’t have made it without you. When I was at my lowest, when I didn’t think I’d ever be me again, you were there. You never gave up on me, even when I wanted to give up on myself. And now, standing here with this title, knowing you were with me through it all… I can’t even put into words how much that means to me.”

Her voice broke on the last word, and you pulled her into a tight hug, holding her close as her tears soaked into your shoulder.

“I’ll always be here, Gionna,” you whispered. “No matter what.”

Liv pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, her hands coming up to cup your face. “I love you,” she said, her voice steady despite the tears. “More than anything.”

“I love you too,” you replied, your heart swelling as she leaned in to press a soft, lingering kiss to your lips.

When you finally pulled away, Liv rested her forehead against yours, her smile brighter than ever. “Now,” she said with a playful glint in her eye, “let’s go find Raquel and my kitten. I think Lil Baby Saudi deserves to see this shiny new title.”

Laughing, you grabbed her hand, ready to celebrate not just her victory, but the love and partnership that made the journey so meaningful.

[anime-gamer-92]

Liv Morgan

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vibes

[mrawkweird]

Fuck Dom & Rhea, fuck Dom & Liv..

I ain't forget the real plot.

[punksrhea]

RHEA RIPLEY & LIV MORGAN WWE Saturday Night's Main Event, December 14th, 2024