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Alexa bliss x wrestler female reader

The backstage area of the WWE arena was buzzing with activity as wrestlers and crew members moved about, preparing for the night's matches. The air was thick with anticipation, the crowd's excitement seeping through the walls and into the veins of every performer. Among the chaos, Y/N — known to the WWE Universe as the Reaper — leaned against a wall, quietly observing the flurry of activity around her. She was dressed in her usual ring gear: a black sports bra that showed off her muscular frame, cargo pants, and combat boots adorned with chains. A skull bandana wrapped around her arm, and her face bore the familiar skull markings that had become synonymous with her name.

Despite the frenzy around her, Y/N remained calm, her sharp eyes scanning the room. Her reputation as a fearsome and unyielding competitor preceded her, and most people kept a respectful distance. It wasn’t fear, exactly — though she knew she was intimidating — but rather an understanding that Y/N wasn’t the type to engage in casual conversation. She was all business, especially on a night like this.

Tonight, Y/N had her sights set on a match that had been brewing for weeks. She had been thrust into a rivalry with Alexa Bliss, one of WWE’s most enigmatic and unpredictable superstars. It had all started innocently enough, with Alexa making sly comments during one of Y/N’s promos, but it quickly escalated into something more sinister. Alexa’s mind games had always been her forte, but Y/N wasn’t easily shaken. Still, there was something about Alexa — the way she moved, the way she spoke — that got under Y/N’s skin in a way no one else ever had.

A part of Y/N respected Alexa for that. After all, it wasn’t often that someone could rattle the Reaper.

As Y/N continued to watch the backstage area, she felt a presence beside her. She didn’t need to look to know who it was; the air seemed to shift whenever Alexa was around. The smaller woman had a way of making herself known without saying a word.

“Ready for tonight?” Alexa’s voice was light, almost teasing, as she leaned against the wall beside Y/N, her blue eyes gleaming with mischief.

Y/N turned her head slightly, meeting Alexa’s gaze with her own. “Always.”

Alexa smiled, a hint of something wicked playing at the corners of her lips. “Good. I like when you’re ready. It makes it more fun.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Is that what this is to you? Fun?”

Alexa tilted her head, considering the question. “Maybe. But I think you’re having fun too, even if you won’t admit it.”

Y/N didn’t respond immediately, her eyes narrowing as she studied Alexa. The truth was, there was something thrilling about this rivalry. Alexa was unpredictable, constantly keeping Y/N on her toes, and in a way, Y/N found herself looking forward to their encounters. But there was something deeper beneath the surface, something that Y/N couldn’t quite put her finger on. Alexa wasn’t just trying to get under her skin — she was trying to get into her head.

And Y/N wasn’t sure how she felt about that.

“Be careful, Bliss,” Y/N finally said, her voice low and warning. “Playing with fire usually ends with someone getting burned.”

Alexa’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “I like the heat.”

With that, she pushed off the wall and sauntered away, leaving Y/N alone with her thoughts.

The match that night was nothing short of chaotic. The crowd was on their feet as Y/N and Alexa clashed in the ring, their styles contrasting in a way that made the match a spectacle to behold. Y/N’s brute strength and relentless aggression were met with Alexa’s cunning and agility. Every time Y/N thought she had the upper hand, Alexa would slip out of her grasp like smoke, delivering a swift kick or an unexpected counter that kept Y/N off balance.

But Y/N wasn’t one to be outdone. She powered through Alexa’s mind games, using her sheer force to wear down her opponent. The crowd roared as Y/N delivered a thunderous clothesline that sent Alexa crashing to the mat. For a moment, it seemed like Y/N had the match in hand.

But Alexa, ever resourceful, wasn’t finished yet. She played possum, waiting for Y/N to get too close before springing up and delivering a wicked DDT that stunned Y/N and brought the crowd to their feet.

The match raged on, both women pushing themselves to the limit. Alexa’s resilience surprised Y/N — she had underestimated just how tough the smaller woman could be. But Y/N was determined to end this once and for all. She hoisted Alexa onto her shoulders, preparing to deliver a move that would seal her victory.

But as she did, something unexpected happened.

Alexa, rather than struggling to escape, leaned in close, her breath hot against Y/N’s ear. “You’re stronger than I thought,” she whispered, her voice soft and almost… affectionate?

The words caught Y/N off guard, her grip faltering just enough for Alexa to slip free. Before Y/N could react, Alexa delivered a quick roll-up pin, using her momentum to catch Y/N off balance. The referee’s hand hit the mat three times before Y/N could break free.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the match, and the crowd erupted in cheers. Alexa’s music hit the speakers as she rolled out of the ring, a triumphant grin on her face. Y/N was left on her knees in the ring, a mix of frustration and confusion swirling in her mind.

Alexa had beaten her, but it wasn’t the loss that bothered Y/N. It was the way she had lost — the way Alexa had gotten inside her head at the last moment, just enough to throw her off her game.

As Y/N watched Alexa celebrate her victory on the ramp, a strange feeling settled in her chest. It wasn’t anger or resentment. It was something else, something she wasn’t sure she wanted to acknowledge.

But one thing was certain: this wasn’t over.

Backstage, Y/N paced the locker room, her thoughts a whirlwind of frustration and confusion. She was angry with herself for letting Alexa get the better of her, but more than that, she was unsettled by the emotions the match had stirred up. She wasn’t used to feeling this way — off-balance, uncertain. It wasn’t like her.

The door to the locker room creaked open, and Y/N stopped pacing, her eyes narrowing as Alexa Bliss stepped inside. The smaller woman closed the door behind her, leaning against it with a satisfied smile.

“You’re upset,” Alexa observed, her tone light but with an edge of something more.

“What do you want, Bliss?” Y/N’s voice was clipped, her patience running thin.

Alexa took a step forward, her eyes never leaving Y/N’s. “I wanted to see how you were doing. You seemed… bothered.”

Y/N clenched her fists, trying to keep her emotions in check. “What’s your game, Alexa? You’re always playing games. What’s this one?”

Alexa stopped in front of Y/N, close enough that Y/N could feel the warmth radiating from her. “Maybe I like playing games with you. Maybe I like seeing what makes you tick.”

Y/N’s eyes narrowed. “Is that all this is? Another mind game?”

Alexa’s smile softened, and for the first time, Y/N saw something in her eyes that wasn’t mischief or cunning. It was something more genuine, something almost… vulnerable.

“I don’t know,” Alexa admitted, her voice quieter now. “You’re different, Y/N. You’re not like the others. You don’t scare easily, and you don’t fall for my tricks. It’s… intriguing.”

Y/N blinked, taken aback by the honesty in Alexa’s words. This wasn’t the Alexa Bliss she was used to. This was someone else, someone who was showing a side of herself that few people ever saw.

“What are you saying?” Y/N asked, her voice softer now, the anger from earlier dissipating.

“I’m saying that maybe I don’t want to just play games with you,” Alexa replied, her eyes searching Y/N’s face. “Maybe I want to know you. The real you.”

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest. This was uncharted territory for her. She was used to dealing with opponents, with threats, with battles. But this… this was something entirely different.

“Why?” Y/N asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Alexa hesitated, as if unsure of her own answer. “Because I see something in you. Something that I don’t see in anyone else. And maybe… maybe you see something in me too.”

Y/N was silent, her mind racing as she tried to process what was happening. She had never expected this, never imagined that she and Alexa would be standing here, having this conversation. But as she looked into Alexa’s eyes, she realized that maybe she had seen something in her all along. Something that had drawn her in, even when she didn’t want to admit it.

Slowly, almost tentatively, Y/N reached out and took Alexa’s hand. The smaller woman looked up at her, surprise and something else — hope, maybe — flickering in her eyes.

“I don’t know what this is,” Y/N said, her voice steady but gentle. “But I’m willing to find out.”

Alexa’s smile returned, softer this time, without the usual edge of mischief. She squeezed Y/N’s hand, a silent agreement passing between them.

“Me too,” Alexa whispered.

For a moment, they just stood there, hands intertwined, the weight of their unspoken agreement settling over them

. There was no need for words, no need for explanations. Whatever this was, it was real, and it was theirs to explore.

The days that followed were a whirlwind of emotions for Y/N. She and Alexa didn’t talk about what had happened in the locker room, but there was an unspoken understanding between them. They were no longer just rivals in the ring; there was something deeper connecting them now.

Y/N found herself thinking about Alexa more often than she cared to admit. She thought about the way Alexa had looked at her, the vulnerability in her eyes that she usually kept hidden behind a mask of bravado. It made Y/N want to protect her, to keep that side of Alexa safe from the world.

But Y/N also knew that Alexa was more than capable of taking care of herself. She was tough, resilient, and sharp as a tack. It was one of the things Y/N admired most about her. Alexa didn’t need anyone to protect her — but Y/N couldn’t help wanting to.

Their interactions changed subtly. Alexa would seek her out backstage, sometimes just to talk, other times to share a quiet moment before their matches. Y/N found herself opening up in ways she hadn’t before, sharing pieces of herself that she had kept guarded for so long.

In the ring, their chemistry was undeniable. Their matches became even more intense, each move charged with a new kind of energy. The WWE Universe couldn’t get enough of it — the rivalry that had turned into something more, something no one had expected.

One night, after another grueling match, Y/N and Alexa found themselves alone in the locker room once again. They were both exhausted, sweat dripping from their bodies, but there was a sense of satisfaction in the air. They had pushed each other to the limit, and the crowd had loved every second of it.

Y/N sat on the bench, catching her breath as she peeled off her gloves. Alexa sat beside her, a small smile on her lips as she looked over at Y/N.

“You’re getting better,” Alexa teased, nudging Y/N with her elbow. “I might have to start trying harder.”

Y/N chuckled, shaking her head. “I could say the same about you. You keep me on my toes.”

Alexa’s smile softened, her gaze lingering on Y/N’s face. “I like that about you. You don’t let me get away with anything.”

Y/N looked over at her, their eyes meeting. There was something in the air between them, something that had been building for weeks. Neither of them moved, neither of them spoke, but the tension between them was palpable.

Finally, Alexa reached out, her hand resting on Y/N’s cheek. Y/N’s breath hitched, her heart pounding as she felt the warmth of Alexa’s touch.

“Y/N…” Alexa whispered, her voice barely audible.

Before Y/N could respond, Alexa closed the distance between them, pressing her lips to Y/N’s in a soft, tentative kiss. For a moment, Y/N froze, her mind reeling. But then, instinct took over, and she kissed Alexa back, her hand sliding to the back of Alexa’s neck, pulling her closer.

The kiss was slow, gentle, and filled with all the emotions they had been holding back. When they finally pulled away, they were both breathless, their foreheads resting against each other.

“I didn’t expect this,” Y/N admitted, her voice rough with emotion.

“Neither did I,” Alexa replied, her fingers brushing against Y/N’s cheek. “But I’m glad it happened.”

Y/N smiled, a warmth spreading through her chest that she hadn’t felt in a long time. “Me too.”

They sat there for a moment longer, just holding each other, the weight of what had just happened settling over them. There was no need for words, no need to define what this was. It was enough that they were together, that they had found something real in the chaos of their lives.

And for the first time in a long time, Y/N felt at peace.

The weeks that followed were a blur of matches, travel, and stolen moments between Y/N and Alexa. They kept their relationship private, not wanting to invite scrutiny or gossip from the rest of the roster. But when they were alone, away from the cameras and the fans, they were free to be themselves.

Y/N found herself falling for Alexa in a way she hadn’t expected. It wasn’t just physical — though the attraction between them was undeniable. It was deeper than that, a connection that went beyond the ring. Alexa understood Y/N in a way that no one else did, and Y/N found herself opening up to her in ways she never had before.

They spent their free time together, talking about everything and nothing, sharing stories from their pasts, and dreaming about the future. Y/N had never imagined that she would find someone like Alexa, someone who could see past the tough exterior and understand the person beneath.

One night, after a particularly brutal match, they found themselves in Y/N’s hotel room, sitting on the bed, exhausted but content. Alexa was curled up beside Y/N, her head resting on Y/N’s shoulder, their fingers intertwined.

“I never thought I’d find this,” Y/N admitted, her voice quiet in the darkness. “Not in this business.”

Alexa looked up at her, her eyes soft and full of emotion. “Neither did I. But I’m glad we did.”

Y/N smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of Alexa’s head. “Me too.”

They sat there in comfortable silence, the weight of the world slipping away as they held each other close. For the first time in a long time, Y/N felt like she had found a place where she belonged — not just in the ring, but in Alexa’s arms.

And no matter what challenges the future might bring, Y/N knew they would face them together. Because they weren’t just rivals anymore — they were partners, in every sense of the word.

The Reaper had found her match, and she wasn’t letting go.

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The pay-per-view known as Money in the Bank was always one of the most intense of the year, since winning was huge for anyone's career. Wrestlers coveted the opportunity to participate in their respective ladder matches, since winning would give them a guaranteed future title match at any time and any place they wished, without prior notice to the champion. There were several women in the match who all had their own reasons for wanting to walk out of Dallas with the contract suspended above the ring, but none of them were quite as motivated as Zelina Vega. The passionate audience in attendance was in an uproar as the pretty and petite Zelina Vega swiftly made her way up the ladder, stepping up each rung, her fingers brushing with the white case that symbolized her destiny… She was about to win. She could taste the championship opportunity.

Then all of a sudden, Alexa Bliss, one of her opponents in the match, was on the other side of the ladder, surprising her and making her reel back instinctively. Her hand moved away from the briefcase like she was scalded.

There was something wrong in this situation, but Zelina Vega couldn’t quite put her finger on it. There was something about the way she felt her focus shifting away from the championship opportunity she was within fingertips of grasping to the captivating woman in front of her. The way her consciousness seemed to narrow in on just Alexa should have been alarming, but for some reason the alarms blaring in her head went ignored.

The crowd was cheering and shouting but somehow it felt intangible to Zelina Vega, as though it had been snuffed out like a flame under a wet blanket.

There was surely something amiss, Zelina Vega still couldn’t quite place it though, as she felt her head tilting instinctively to match Alexa’s posture, who stared back at her with a smile. Zelina’s own expression was startled and blank. There was little more than idle curiosity in her mind as she wondered why she was following Alexa off the ladder. She was supposed to unclip and take the briefcase, right? Why wasn’t her body listening to her?

The match soon ended as Zelina Vega still felt lightheaded, her hand up to her temple like she had a terrible headache as she walked backstage, not even paying attention to the fans along either side of her path that extended their hands towards her. She walked around the backstage area, not really aware of where she was going, her hand still up to her face, with her other hand aggressively waving off anyone that tried to speak to her. She needed to be alone.

“What happened in that match?” Zelina Vega whispered to herself, standing in front of the mirror in the women’s restroom before she even realized that was where she went. She stared at her reflection, searching her face, willing some kind of answer out of it. When she wasn’t able to find anything, she slammed the spigot to start pouring out water, and gushing cold water streamed through her hands, which she quickly splashed her face with. Still nothing.

When she watched the footage back on her phone after she found a secluded spot, she saw what the fans had seen. She put her hand up to her mouth, scared, an audible gasp leaving her mouth. She seemed like she was under some kind of spell. She knew Alexa had undergone some weird transformation as of late where she had some kind of supernatural powers, but she thought it was all kind of hokey bologna.

She knew she had to find Alexa if she was going to get any answers, so she started storming around the offstage area—past the production crew, past pallets and rolling containers of supplies. Only wandering further and further into more secluded areas.

She was able to find Alexa fairly quickly, which was fortunate for both of them.

“¿Qué pasó cuando estábamos en esa escalera? What happened when we were on that ladder?” Zelina Vega said, her voice thick and angry in a way that only her Latina accent could convey.

“Whatever do you mean, Zelina?” Alexa asked, sounding serene, innocent, almost childlike.

“You know what I mean. You put some kind of spell over me. If you don’t tell me what happened then I’ll go tell Pearce.” Zelina says, her accusatory tone still making her voice shake and quaver. She felt herself tense up, still very much in fight or flight.

“I’m not sure.” Alexa says, still sounding confused at the aggressiveness in Zelina’s stance.

Suddenly Alexa’s eyes seemed to flash, which for just a split second made Zelina let her guard fall.

“Aah, stop it!” Zelina says, shaking her head vigorously, her hands instinctively shooting up to protect her eyes. Though she soon steadied and started peeking through her fingers again, still unsure about what was going on.

What Zelina Vega remembers from the rest of that night is pretty spotty.

She remembers slowly letting her arms fall to her sides, slouching forward as they hung submissively. They were no help to help her protect against Alexa’s advances. Her body was betraying her again. That wasn't possible, she was there to confront Alexa.

She remembers starting to feel some kind of invasive external influence inside her head. There was a voice telling her she should trust Alexa unconditionally, and everything Alexa said felt as though it was amplified in her head, echoing and bouncing in her skull. Was that why she wasn't able to remember anything?

She remembers she was in a seated position while Alexa’s head was between her legs… She remembers something warm and wet swirling around her pussy, setting her pleasure receptors ablaze… Was it Alexa’s tongue? That couldn’t be right, she wouldn’t have possibly allowed that.

She remembers softly letting out a “Ple-ee-ase,” sounding like she needed some kind of release… She remembers instinctively arching her back against someone's touch, her eyes rolling back into her head... What has gotten into her? She wasn’t some kind of horny deviant. Why was she enjoying it?

She remembers kicking her leg, almost like she had restless leg syndrome, willing Alexa off of her, but of course, it went unnoticed. That wasn't possible either. What happened while she was under that spell?

She feels herself getting wetter and shifting uncomfortably from the thoughts, they couldn’t be right, she must have imagined it because of Alexa’s spell, it was some kind of illusion.

“What’s the matter, Zelina?” Alexa asked, sensing the woman sitting next to her stirring, squirming where she sat.

“I’m… not sure…” Zelina says weakly, staring off into space, as though she was somewhere else.

“Well, let me help.” Alexa said, and her hand was already cupping Zelina’s jaw as she turned the Latina’s head. Slowly Alexa leaned in, closing the gap with a kiss on the lips, one that she held even as Zelina softly groaned in protest, before slowly acquiescing.

She felt her agency and awareness once again snuffed out, she was losing her sense of self to the illusion.

She was Alexa’s servant.

She smiled into the kiss.

[adriswrld]

Randy Orton's sister x Alexa Bliss / Charlotte Flair x Reader

request/trope: enemies (on screen)/ friends to lovers (irl) trope with Alexa Bliss

a.n: so this request was messaged to me and they gave a lot of what they wanted for the plot so I will be going off of their request the best I can! Will probably change some stuff so it fits the plot better but that's it!

this came from my wattpad first btw! my wattpad is -adriswrld :)

Y/N hopped off her motorcycle that she just parked next to her brother's car also known as Randy Orton's car. "You know you really need to start using your car. I warned you about how dangerous those things are," Randy scolded, grabbing his suitcase and hers out of the car. She usually couldn't fit her second suitcase on her bike so she had Randy hold onto it. "I heard you the first million times Randal, stop nagging on me," Y/N said in an annoyed tone. Randy rolled his eyes at her using his full name. "I'm just worried about you Y/N. I'm allowed to be after that incident," Randy said and Y/N clenched her jaw hoping he would stop bringing that up to make her feel guilty.

"Yes Randy I got tired, made a mistake hurt someone in the ring but it had nothing to do with a motorcycle or my break up with Ashley. So back off please." Randy sighed and nodded, choosing to let it go for now but it didn't stop his concern for her well being. Now that Ashley would be on the same brand as her then he knew it would be even harder on her. Y/N walked in the building with her suitcases and headed to the locker room. They must've been meeting some of the new girls because tonight was the night of the SmackDown draft. Y/N really hated the drafts because there was an extra amount of people than a normal amount of people for a Smackdown episode.

Y/N chewed on her gum as she entered the locker room, heading straight to her locker and ignoring everyone but they were used to it. "Y/N! Come here I wanna introduce you to someone!" Trinity called over and Y/N let out a sigh before getting up from the bench. "Lexi this is Y/N Orton. Y/N this is Lexi Kaufman aka Alexa Bliss." Trinity introduced. Y/N just a gave an uninterested nod, not bothering to shake Alexa's hand or make any kind of contact. "Hi...yeah I gotta go now," Y/N mumbled before walking out of the locker room without another word. "Oh...uh okay," Alexa mumbled awkwardly. She was aware Y/N wasn't exactly the most social person but she didn't really expect that. Especially since her own crush just treated her like a high school jock would.

"Don't take it personal. She's always like that." Nikki Bella said, patting Alexa's shoulder with a warm smile. "Yeah I didn't, just caught me off guard."

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Y/N groaned getting a message to head to Hunter's office. As Hunter was apart of creative he had an idea for Y/N's new storyline as she was finished with her last one. Y/N lost her fued to Becky Lynch for the SmackDown Women's Championship, helping put over the orange haired woman in the process.

Y/N didn't mind helping put over the newer women she just hoped they would put her in a storyline with her brother sooner or later. The least they could do is let her win matches. She was literally an Orton, she shouldn't have to look weak. All they did was show Randy giving her advice in backstage segments or promos.

Y/N walked into the office and sat down on the chair, not even acknowledging Alexa Bliss sitting there as well. "You called me?" Y/N raised a brow, chewing on her new piece of gum. Alexa didn't have to question why Y/N had such a sharp jawline now. "Yes I have a new storyline for you that I think you'll like a lot," Triple H said. Y/N perked up hoping they'd finally pair her with her older brother. "You're gonna finally let me wrestle with my brother?" Y/N asked hopefully and Triple H pursed his lips. "Yes and No," he said, making Y/N slightly frown. "We decided to team you and your brother for the mixed match challenge but that's not gonna be apart of your storyline," Triple H said.

That's when Y/N finally realized Alexa was sitting next to her. "No way. You're gonna team me up with new girl?!" Y/N exclaimed, hating the idea of being in a tag team with anyone. Her brother was the only exception. "Ouch. I'm right here!" Alexa said, offended but still insanely attracted to Y/N when she was mad. "No Y/N we're not teaming you two up. You're actually gonna be fueding. It sets up Alexa's fued with Becky Lynch in the future," Triple H said. Alexa was super excited because she might possibly win her first championship in WWE after this first warm up fued. "Wait, so I'm gonna lose again?" Y/N asked incredulously.

"Yes and No. Neither of you will lose this fued as Alexa will move onto her fued with Becky Lynch for the SmackDown Women's Championship and you will move onto your next fued with Charlotte Flair for the Raw Women's Championship. Alexa will be a heel and you will turn babyface so you both will be on different brands soon. This is just a warm up fued. You get two months to make this fued big or its gonna cost your title shots in the future." Y/N nodded, excited to turn babyface as she had never been one before. She's always played a heel. Alexa was used to the heel role as she played one before in NXT.

Y/N obviously wasn't excited about a fued with her ex girlfriend Charlotte but if it gave her a title then she'd make the most of it. "Also, we're gonna slowly ease you into a tag team but you're still gonna hate each other, you just get along sometimes. It's like a opposite personalities kinda thing," Triple H added. "If it gets me a title shot then I can work with a tag team for now," Y/N said. "Is that all?" Hunter nodded and Y/N walked out without another word. Alexa sighed and she and Triple H began discussing more about her fued and character.

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It was the next week and Alexa was in the ring cutting a promo about how excited she was to be apart of the SmackDown brand. That was until she was cut off by Y/N's music and the crowd booed her in which she just ignored them. She wore a white crop top with some jeans and some sneakers, something really basic as she wasn't one for flashy clothing. Plus her character was more of a idgaf kinda character. "Well well well, if it isn't the cheerleader from NXT! Where's your little buddies? They didn't get drafted up with you? Aww," Y/N fake pouted, walking down the ramp.

"What do you want?" Alexa asked, a little taken back by the comments of Y/N. "Oh me? Yeah no I don't really want anything. I'm just here to be here. And sweetheart I've been here wayyy longer than you so I pretty much do whatever I want." Y/N stepped onto the ring apron and stepped into the ring making Alexa back up slightly. "You know for someone who's been here longer you haven't really accomplished much have you?" Alexa asked with a sweet smile. The crowd laughed at her comeback on Y/N who was visibly pissed at her audacity. "I'm a four time Women's Champion. That's more than you've done in your entire career so I'd watch your pretty mouth next time. If you want to be here in my ring and address this crowd then you have to earn it," Y/N stated.

"Okay. Then I'll earn it. Me and you right here, right now!" Alexa challenged. Y/N licked her lips and laughed, stepping back and sliding out of the ring. "Nah," Y/N shrugged, walking back up the ramp without another word. That was only the beginning of what was to come.

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(a month later)

Every week Y/N would always throw an insult or push around Alexa and the crowd loved every second of it. They even had a match last week and Y/N came out with the win but Alexa stuck her out of to her out of respect in which Y/N just walked pass her with zero emotion. But today, oh today was a different day. Last week Charlotte Flair had called out Y/N on Monday Night Raw. And obviously Y/N was not gonna let that slide. So she was out there to address the crowd tonight and call out Charlotte Flair who was in the building tonight. Y/N's music hit and she walked out, mic in a hand, glasses over her eyes and a steel chair in hand. Y/N stepped in the ring and set the chair up before taking a seat on it and leaning back.

Alexa watched backstage with a hitched breath, seeing Y/N in the leaned back position but images in her head that she felt she shouldn't even be imagining. It was obvious Y/N was still getting over her breakup with Ashley. And it's not like Y/N even acknowledged Alexa half the time. They'd cross paths and Y/N wouldn't even look at her, she'd just nod and walk past her. She was starting to wonder if Y/N hated her. "So you're all probably wondering what I'm out here for. Yeah last week I took a nasty bump so you probably think I'm injured but I'm perfectly fine. No no no, I'm out here to address the elephant in the room. Charlotte Flair." Y/N spoke, pulling off her glasses and clipping them on her tank top.

"See Charlotte Flair had no right calling me out on Raw as if I didn't whoop her ass countless times. She really had a lot to say about me. And I really don't know what I did so bad for her to call me some useless bully with no talent. Am I really a bully? I don't think I am. I prefer the term, snake. And I'll admit, I am a snake. I've turned my back on Charlotte several times. It's not my fault she managed to make everything about her. I don't blame Bayley and Sasha for turning on her. They just did what Becky Lynch is scared to do. Charlotte is scared of being alone. You wanna know how I know that?"

"Well I'll tell you anyways. See Charlotte's always been the chosen one. In middle school, in high school, in NXT. Meanwhile women like Bayley, Sasha Banks, Becky Lynch, Naomi, Tamina, Natalya, Emma, Alicia Fox, and many more couldn't even earn an opportunity to shine because Vincent Kennedy McMahon likes the young pretty blondes on his TV. Charlotte hasn't earned half the things she's been given. Because all the women I just listed, they've beaten her and where is their Championship? Where is my championship?! Charlotte Flair is always gonna be alone because if shes not in the spotlight then nobody can be and shes scared of that. So I'll tell you where my championship is. It's shoved so far up Charlotte's a-" Y/N was cut off by Charlotte's music.

Y/N clenched her jaw and bit her lip in anger. Everyone knew Y/N hated to be cut off. Charlotte walked out, Dana Brooke by her side like always. "Y/N, Y/N, Y/N....why are you so obsessed with me?" Y/N scoffed, watching as Charlotte walked down the ramp, her title around her waist. "I mean it's bad enough you're obsessed with poor little Alexa Bliss. But now you're moving onto me? Is it because i dumped you?" Charlotte laughed. Y/N looked down, still clenching her jaw and she could snap at any moment. "Oh right, I forgot you're still not over that," Charlotte frowned fakly and stepping in the ring.

Y/N still didn't move from her spot on her chair and continued to chew her gum with an annoyed face. "You done?" Y/N asked, raising an annoyed brow. "Hmmmm not really but it's embarrassing to see you not speak so I'll pause just for you," Charlotte hummed. Y/N stood up and kicked the chair the side, "I think you're forgetting that you called me out, you brought my name into your mouth and you showed up on my brand. So I suggest you rethink your decision before I rearrange your face so you won't be Championship material in anyone's eyes," Y/N spat out at Charlotte.

"Oh so you're saying that you're Championship material? You?" Charlotte deadpanned and Y/N nodded with a shrug. "Yeah but I'm not gonna be a cocky bitch like you and remind everyone each week," Y/N said. The crowd laughed and Charlotte clenched her jaw, clearly embarrassed. "I'm done here. I don't have to listen to this," Charlotte said, turning to walk away but Y/N grabbed her wrist. "Yeah well I'm not." Charlotte scoffed and sent a cheap shot to Y/N's face, laying her out so Dana kicked and attacked her.

Charlotte grabbed the chair and went to hit Y/N in the back until, the crowd suddenly burst into loud cheers when the music of Alexa Bliss hit and she ran out to Y/N's defense. Charlotte and Dana slid out immediately noticing Alexa holding a kendo stick in hand. Alexa slid in and shouted some threats at the two before walking over to Y/N who sat in the corner of the ring with a look of surprise. Alexa stuck her hand out to Y/N who looked around at the crowd that began the Daniel Bryan 'YES!" chants. Charlotte and Dana shouted 'no' as they knew if Alexa and Y/N teamed up then it would be the end for them.

Y/N let out a breath and took Alexa's hand, letting Alexa help pull her up and the crowd went nuts for it. Y/N and Alexa walked to the ropes shouting threats back and forth with Dana and Charlotte. Y/N picked up the mic and leaned forward on the ropes, "You and your little protégé versus me and The Goddess on Raw! I'll see you there because the minute I see you next week it's going down!" Y/N threw the mic and her music played all as the crowd cheered and Charlotte and Dana were having a meltdown.

Alexa grinned and hugged Y/N stiffened up out of surprise, that obviously not being scripted so she had no idea how to react. But the crowd was going nuts for it and the reactions were gold. Y/N still with a confused look, put an arm around Alexa's shoulder and it was basically Y/N showing some kind of affection so the crowd loved it. This team was over as hell and Vince McMahon was eating it up.

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That's how Y/N and Alexa were told they would now be a tag team until it was time for their title fueds. Basically this storyline got extended way longer than it should've been. Y/N didn't mind because it meant she was getting TV time and a big check. The only downside was that she had to now train with Alexa so they could rehearse their matches together, create a tag team finisher, a gimmick for their selves, and anything that could help with their chemistry. Alexa obviously wasn't complaining about spending time with her. That was until Y/N brought along Randy so now it definitely felt like Alexa was just third wheeling their sister and brother relationship.

Y/N pulled her gym bag on her shoulder and walked into the PC but this time Randy wasn't with her which caught Alexa off guard. "No Randy today?" Alexa asked. She and Y/N still had yet to actually speak a full sentence to each other since Randy basically spoke for Y/N knowing she had no interest in conversation with people she wasn't super familiar with. "Nah he's spending time with the wifey so it's just me. I did actually call a friend to come with but they bailed last minute." Y/N shrugged. Alexa nodded, pretending to be upset about that but she Sasha thrilled to actually sit down and talk with Y/N.

"So I was thinking maybe we can start coming up with our finisher because we have our match in a few days on Raw," Alexa said. Y/N just nodded and slid in the ring to stretch, Alexa following her. "Yeah I was talking to my friend about that and she suggested that maybe we just mix our finisher together instead of creating a whole new one," Y/N mumbled. "That's a great idea. What friend came up with that?" Alexa asked, slighty trying to figure out if it was Charlotte's idea. "My friend Kim, she's in ICW. Don't worry she's married to a man." Alexa's eyes widened, hoping Y/N wasn't onto her.

"What do you mean by that?" Alexa asked, trying to play dumb. "You're obviously wondering if Charlotte was that friend, which she was not. We haven't spoken to each other outside of work in weeks. We don't even speak in general unless we're doing a promo together," Y/N stated. "Oh well I was just curious," Alexa mumbled. "Mhm, sure," Y/N shrugged, not thinking too much of it because she didn't really care. "So I was thinking like maybe I do an RKO, then when they're on the floor you basically do the Twisted Bliss finisher," Y/N explained, standing up and popping her neck.

"Oh yeah I love that idea. Wait you know my finisher name?" Alexa asked. "I watched a few of your matches in NXT so I kinda picked up on your moveset," Y/N shrugged, not seeing it as a big deal but a lot of people would considering she almost never felt the need to watch other people's old matches to study moveset. "Oh okay, thanks," Alexa said, smiling to herself.

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Y/N slid in the ring and performed an RKO on Dana Brooke, laying her out so Alexa could perform Twisted Bliss. Alexa performed the finisher and pinned Dana to the three count, making the crowd get on their feet and cheer. Alexa immediately ran and hugged Y/N who once again awkwardly patted Alexa's back. The referee lifted their arms, signifying their win before letting them back down. When they got backstage they were congratulated on their performance and Y/N immediately left to catering where Bayley was holding her phone for her. "Thanks," Y/N said, taking her phone and going to sit on a random stage box.

As she sat down she was approached by Charlotte who sat down next to her. "What do you want Ashley? You dumped me, you left me, you ruined it. I don't need any explanation from you and I sure as hell don't wanna be friends." Before Charlotte could even get a word out, Y/N walked off without even hearing what Charlotte had to say. Charlotte let out a sigh and Alexa walked over to her, "I'm kinda biased because she's my tag partner but I think you should just let her be. She's made it clear she doesn't wanna be friends or get together," Alexa stated, patting Charlotte's shoulder and walking over to Bayley and Sasha.

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Three weeks later it was Smackdown and Y/N had a match tonight against Carmella, from what was scheduled but she was cutting a promo in the ring first. "Now three weeks ago myself and my tag partner Alexa Bliss beat Charlotte Flair and Dana Brooke. And for some reason, I thought it was gonna end there. Ya know? But Charlotte just can't accept defeat. Which is why last week she tried to get me alone and twist her way into my mind to turn me against my partner Alexa Bliss. And I don't take kindly to people trying to manipulate me." Y/N said, sitting criss cross in the middle on the ring.

"And so I was wondering how did Charlotte manage to get me alone? If Alexa is with me at all times? And so I asked Alexa where she was and she told me that Carmella and her little friends, locked Alexa in the locker room. And I think we all know by now is that I really don't like when someone messes with the people I care about. So, I challenged Carmella to a match earlier today and I have yet to get my answer so Carmella, if you could come on out here that would be greatly appreciated. And once I'm done with you, I'll put my focus back on Charlotte Flair."

Y/N stood up and looked to the jumbotron with the audience and that's when they suddenly showed Carmella walking into Y/N and Alexa's shared locker room. Alexa immediately looked away from the television and glared at Carmella, "What are you doing in our room?" Carmella chuckled and crossed her arms over her chest, "Relax, I just wanna talk to you. It's about Y/N." Alexa furrowed her brows and crossed her arms, squinting at Carmella in suspicion. "What about her?"

"I really hate to be the bearer of bad news but I think she's thinking about leaving you for Charlotte. I saw them talking last week and they looked really close. I also noticed how Y/N didn't ask you to come out with her, maybe she just doesn't need you anymore so she's to let you down easy," Carmella said with a fake frown. Alexa looked down, not wanting to believe what Carmella was saying but it was hard not to when Y/N was being more distant. "Why should I believe you when you and your little friends locked me in the locker room?" Alexa glared at her, not even caring what Carmella had to say anymore.

"You know what? I don't care. Get out!" Alexa snapped. Carmella clenched her jaw, "Fine, fine you win," She went to turn around, only to sucker punch Alexa in the face. Y/N seen this and immediately went to run out of the ring until Natalya, Lana and Tamina, three of Carmella's lackies, attacked her from behind. As Alexa finally shoved Carmella into the wall, she turned to look at the TV that showed Y/N being attacked. "She's always there for you. Will you be there for her?" Carmella chuckled, getting up and tackling Alexa, both of them going at it until security had to pull them apart.

Y/N tried her best to fight back but only got kicked down each time. That's when the crowd went absolutely insane hearing Charlotte Flairs music. Charlotte ran down the ramp literally in heels and hit Lana with a big boot on the outside. Charlotte slid in the ring but Tamina and Natalya slid out before she could attack. Y/N leaned onto her left shoulder, holding her midsection in pain, thinking Charlotte would now attack her. But instead Charlotte leaned down and comforted her whilst glaring at Lana, Tamina, and Natalya.

Alexa finally managed to pull from the security and run down to the gorilla but when she finally got the stage, nobody was in the ring anymore. The crowd chanted 'CHARLOTTE SAVED HER!' and Alexa's face showed a clear sign of sadness but also a look of jealousy and anger.

Backstage when the segment was finished Alexa found Y/N actually having a conversation with Charlotte. She furrowed her brows in confusion when she noticed Y/N had actually smiled at Charlotte. Y/N never smiled. Alexa sighed and sat down on the stage box, close enough to where she could eavesdrop. "So, do you maybe wanna grab some coffee later? I know a good place nearby," Charlotte said. Y/N hummed in thought, she had planned to do some late night training with Alexa but maybe she could cancel. Alexa wouldn't be that mad would she?

"Uh yeah sure, I gotta cancel training but yeah, I'm down," Y/N said. Alexa gaped in offense and jealousy which she would never admit to.

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A few weeks more went on and Y/N and Alexa were one of the most talked about tag teams ever. Y/N and Alexa would be scheduled on both brands, fueding with Charlotte and Dana. When Charlotte had saved Y/N when Alexa wasn't there, that did cause a lot of miscommunication and problems between the two. Charlotte was manipulating Y/N all over again and Alexa was sick of it so last week she challenged Charlotte to a match on Smackdown. Off screen, Y/N had been spending a ton of time with Ashley. Even more than she did with Alexa. But the more Y/N distanced from Alexa, the more she realized how she really felt for her tag partner.

She loved her. And not the best friend type of love...

Y/N was sitting down in her shared locker room with Alexa, eating a piece of pizza when Alexa walked in. "Hey, can we talk?" Alexa asked. Y/N gave her a thumbs up and turned off the television before turning to look at Alexa who had just sat down next to her on the couch. "What's up?" Y/N asked, tossing the pizza on her plate and giving Alexa her full attention. "I was gonna ask why you've been so distant lately? You're always canceling our meet ups and most of the time I find out on Twitter that you basically ditched me for Charlotte," Alexa asked, slighty looking away as she didn't want to fully look at Y/N, scared of her reaction.

"Are you implying something? You do realize I'm not obligated to give you my attention every second, right?" Y/N raised a brow, immediately growing an attitude, but that was all to hide what she really wanted to say. Alexa frowned and squinted her eyes at Y/N, "I didn't say that. I'm just kinda bothered that you're not putting in as much work because you're too busy spending time with Charlotte."

Y/N scoffed and stood up, "No no no, I have been putting in my blood sweat and tears to make this team work. Just because I want to hang out with a friend doesn't mean I don't care about this team! I do care, and I show that every week when I walk down that ramp." Now Alexa had scoffed, "Oh yeah? Are you really that sure you're friends? It seems like way more than that to me." Y/N's eyes widened slightly at the accusation and she rolled her eyes, grabbing her bag and getting ready to leave. She wasn't scheduled for a match, she just had to cut a promo backstage for Alexa's match.

"Uh huh, leave. It's what you seem to do best! I mean you sure had no problem bailing on all our plans for Charlotte. Maybe you should go cry to her," Alexa said, causing Y/N to pause in her steps and shut the door. "You literally have no fucking idea what you're talking about! You wanna know why I pushed you away?! Because, I realized how much I actually like spending time with you. And I realized that I fell in love with you when I promised I wouldn't fall in love ever again. And maybe, just maybe, that scared the shit out of me, so I pushed you away, because I haven't felt this way about anyone since Ashley. So I'm sorry." Y/N stormed out before Alexa could even get a word out.

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Y/N walked down the halls, holding her duffle bag on her shoulder and heading down to the parking lot to leave. The show was finished, Alexa won her match but could barely focus on celebrating it because Y/N wasn't by her side. Y/N had powered her phone off as well so she ignored every single call and text she got from Lexi. Y/N cursed under her breath seeing Lexi standing beside her car which was parked right next to Y/N's motorcycle. Y/N immediately tossed her duffle bag on the back, not even sparing Lexi a glance which made her frown. As Y/N goes to hop on her bike, Lexi grabs her arm, stopping her.

"Can we talk in the car?" Lexi asked. Y/N licked her lips and reluctantly agreed after a few seconds of silence. Lexi walked around to the driver's side and Y/N hopped in the passenger seat. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Y/N finally decided to break it. "I meant it, ya know? Every word," she mumbled. Lexi suddenly grabbed Y/N by her jacket and pulled their lips together. It didn't take Y/N long to kiss back with more passion. Lexi pulled away first for breath and leaned her forehead against Y/N's, "I love you too." She mumbled. A smile grew on Y/N's face and she kissed Lexi again, and they pulled away after a few seconds to breath.

"I literally had the biggest crush on you for years, like way before I even met you," Lexi admitted. Y/N chuckled and leaned back in the seat. "If I met you sooner, I can guarantee that I would most definitely had liked you back."

Two days later, Y/N and Lexi both cuddled on Lexi's sofa, binge watching Disney movies.

[toppersjeep]

WWE MASTERLIST

This is a Masterlist of all the WWE imagines I’ll be writing. Requests are open. I do not write smut.

Seth Rollins/Colby

Seth Rollins- His Girl?

Tyler Breeze/ Matt

Finn Balor

The Shield

Alexa Bliss

Dean Ambrose/ Jon

These are some of the few people that I will be writing!! So if you have any specific requests let me know. The imagines will be organized by person.

[vamp-doll-diva]

You and Me - A WWE Fanfiction

Title: You and Me

Author: vamp_doll/vamp_doll_diva

Characters/Pairings: Randy Orton/OC, Alexia Bliss (Lexi Kaufman Cabrera), Liv Morgan, Paul “Triple H” Levesque, more to come....

Rating: M

Category: Romance

Rose and Randy have been hooking up for months, and finally, Randy confesses his feelings for Rose. Rose returns them. They start dating and a new chapter in their life begins. Randy always puts Rose first, Rose is his world, he loves her, and she loves him. This is their story.

Note: A lot of my titles are based on song titles. This one a BlackPink solo by Jennie Kim.

Chapter 1 @ fanfiction.net

[dirtydxxds1]

Ring of Destiny: Love, Wrestling, and Everything In Between

A Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley Fanfic

Chapter 1: Breaking Barriers - A debut to remember

I had finally reached the pinnacle of my wrestling journey. Breaking through glass ceilings and overcoming every obstacle in my path, I had earned my place in the WWE. Tonight marked my debut on Smackdown, a moment I had dreamed of since my days as an NXT Women's Champion. The opportunity to contend for the vacant Smackdown Women's Championship against the likes of Alexa Bliss and Becky Lynch was both thrilling and nerve-wracking.

As I stepped into the locker room, I couldn't believe I was sharing the space with legends like Mickie James. She had been my inspiration since I was young, and her mentorship had shaped me into the wrestler I had become. With her guidance, I had honed my skills and incorporated elements of her signature moves into my own repertoire.

But amidst the excitement of my debut, my mind couldn't help but wander to another wrestling icon – Dean Ambrose. Ever since his explosive debut alongside Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns in 2012, I had been captivated by his presence. Obsessed and infatuated, I knew I had to make my mark in the WWE, not only for myself but to catch his attention. No obstacle or opponent would deter me from my goal of meeting him, of proving myself worthy of his admiration.

"Rory? How’re you feeling?" Mickie's voice interrupted my thoughts, bringing me back to the present. I greeted her with a smile, grateful for her support and guidance.

"Hey Mick! I'm feeling a mix of nerves and excitement," I confessed, knowing that tonight would be a pivotal moment in my career.

Mickie gave me an encouraging smile. "It's natural to feel nervous, but you've got what it takes, Rory. Just go out there and show them what you're made of."

Her words bolstered my confidence, and I nodded in determination. "Thanks, Mickie. I won't let you down."

As I made my way to the arena, the anticipation and adrenaline coursed through my veins. The roar of the crowd echoed in the distance, a reminder of the electrifying atmosphere awaiting me. Tonight was my chance to prove myself on the grandest stage of them all.

Standing in the gorilla position, I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for the momentous occasion. The stage lights illuminated the entrance ramp as my music hit, signaling my debut. With a surge of adrenaline, I stepped through the curtain, greeted by the deafening cheers of the audience.

The match was a whirlwind of intensity and emotion as I faced off against Alexa Bliss and Becky Lynch. Every move, every strike was executed with precision and determination, fueled by the desire to seize the championship title.

Despite the odds stacked against me, I refused to back down. With Mickie's teachings guiding me, I fought tooth and nail, refusing to let anything stand in the way of my dreams.

In the end, victory was within reach as I delivered the final blow, pinning Alexa Bliss for the win. The referee's hand slapped the mat for the three-count, and the crowd erupted into cheers as I was declared the new Smackdown Women's Champion.

The moment was surreal as I held the championship title high above my head, tears of joy streaming down my face. In that moment, I knew that all the sacrifices and struggles had been worth it.

But amidst the celebration, there was one person on my mind – Dean Ambrose. As I glanced towards the backstage area, I couldn't help but wonder if he was watching, if he had seen me achieve my greatest victory yet.

As the night drew to a close, I vowed to continue chasing my dreams, knowing that with determination and perseverance, anything was possible. And perhaps, one day, I would have the chance to meet the man who had inspired me from the very beginning.

[multifandombabesworld]

WWE OC (FANFIC/AU)

Real Name: Cassandra Alice Brown

Ring Name(s): Cassie (formerly; 2008-2010), Cassie Brown (currently; 2010-present)

Nickname(s): Cass (real life), The Mess, The Bad Bitch (formerly), The Bitch Queen (formerly), Miss Brown, Mrs Boxer

Born: April 16th, 1989 (age 34)

Hometown: Wichita, Kansas

Billed From: Wichita, Kansas

Height/Weight: 5’4/130 lbs

Eye Color: Blue

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Family:

Wendy Brown (mother)

Felix Brown (father)

Dolores Colón (maternal cousin)

Hunter Matthews (cousin; Dolores’ son)

Mr & Mrs. Colón (aunt & uncle) *Her aunt is her father’s sister*

Sexuality: Pansexual

Romantic Interest(s): Mike Boxer (husband; married June 2016), Cody Rhodes (on screen/tv only; 2012-2013)

Children: Gwendolyn Eve Brown (daughter; born August 18th, 2018; 6 years old), Parker Jay Brown (son; born July 11, 2022; 2 years old)

Companies/Promotions: ECW (July 8, 2008-February 7, 2010), WWE: Raw (February 8, 2010-May 13, 2012), WWE (May 14, 2012-January 1, 2014), WWE: Raw (January 6, 2014-February 7, 2016), WWE: Smackdown (February 8, 2016-November 13, 2017), WWE: Raw (October 29, 2018-October 9, 2020), WWE: Smackdown (October 16, 2020-July 2, 2021), WWE: Raw (July 5, 2021-present)

Face/Heel Turns: Face (July 8, 2008-February 13, 2011), Heel (February 14, 2011-July 14, 2013), Face (July 15, 2013-February 1, 2015), Heel (February 2, 2015-February 5, 2017), Face (February 6, 2017-December 1, 2019), Heel (December 2, 2019-April 23, 2023), Face (April 24, 2023-present)

Theme Songs:

First Theme: (ECW; 2008-2010)

Second Theme: (2010-2012)

Third Theme: (2012-2016)

Fourth Theme: (2016-2019)

Fifth Theme: (2019-2023)

Starts at 35 seconds into video

Sixth Theme: (2023-present)

Starts at 40 seconds into video

Theme when with The Hashtag Squad: (2011-2020)

Tag Teams/Stables: Messy Rhodes (with Cody Rhodes; 2012-2013), The Hashtag Squad (with Kelly Kelly and Megan Foster; 2011-2012), The Hashtag Squad (with Megan Foster; 2012-2020), Dark Angels (with Liv Morgan; 2021-2022), The Gold Stars (with Rosalie; 2023-2024)

Finisher Moves:

Messysault (Diving Corkscrew Moonsault)

Tangled Lock (Armbar & Leg Lock Combo)

Feast Your Eyes (at ringside/sometimes in ring)

Signature Moves:

The Messy Ending (Fairy Tale Ending)

Cass Kick (Superkick)

Spinning Cass Kick (Spin Kick)

The Mess Attack (Rack Attack 2.0)

Submission Moves: The Messy Arch (Kneeling Cloverleaf), Sleeper Hold, Cattle Mutilation, Cobra Clutch, Muta Lock

Titles Won:

Divas Championship: (Raw 12/3/12 from Eve after hitting her with a Moonsault and pinning her) Held for: 43 days (lost to Kaitlyn at Raw January 14, 2013 after Kaitlyn hit her with a spear and pinned her) *1st reign*

Divas Championship: (Hell In A Cell October 26, 2014 against AJ Lee and Paige; won by making AJ submit to Tangled Lock) Held for: 29 days (lost to Nikki Bella at Survivor Series 11/23/14 when Nikki hit her with the Rack Attack and pinned her) *2nd reign*

Universal Women’s Championship: (Wrestlemania April 5, 2020 against Tasha Marie; won after hitting Tasha with a chair given to her by Megan and hitting her with the Messysault before pinning her) Held for: 106 days (lost to Stella Venus at Extreme Rules July 19, 2020 in a triple threat match against Venus & Kairi Sane; Stella hits the Hot Mess Attack on her and pins her winning the title) *1st reign*

Universal Women’s Championship: (Hell In A Cell October 25, 2020 against Lana & Carmella; won when she made both Lana and Carmella tap to the Tangled Lock) Held for: 120 days (lost to Charlotte Flair at Elimination Chamber February 21, 2021 when Charlotte made her tap to the Figure 8) *2nd reign*

Universal Women’s Championship: (Extreme Rules September 26, 2021 after cashing in her MITB contract on Alexa Bliss and hitting the Messysault pinning Bliss) Held for: 37 days (relinquished title due to 2nd pregnancy on November 1, 2021) *3rd reign*

Universal Women’s Championship: (Wrestlemania 39 April 2, 2023 against Tasha Marie; she was able to hit Tasha with the Messysault after stopping Tasha from hitting her with a chair. She then pinned Tasha and won the title) Held for 372 days (lost to Rosalie at Wrestlemania 40: April 7, 2024 after being hit with the Rose Bomb three times and getting pinned) *4th reign*

Other Accomplishments:

2013 Slammy Award - Diva of the Year

WWE Tag Team of The Year (2015 with Megan Foster)

WWE Ms. Money In The Bank (2021)

Medical Conditions/Injuries:

Head Concussion (two times in her career)

Broken Nose

Fractured Knee

Whiplash

Busted Lip

Managers: Kelly Kelly, Megan Foster, Rosalie

Has Managed: Kelly Kelly, Megan Foster, Cody Rhodes, Rosalie, Liv Morgan

Friends:

Megan Foster

Liv Morgan

Barbie Blank/Kelly Kelly

Cody Rhodes

Becky Lynch (off screen)

Tasha Marie (off screen)

Stella Venus (off screen)

Rosalie

Randy Orton (off screen)

CM Punk (off screen)

AJ Lee (off screen)

Paige/Saraya (off screen)

Roman Reigns (off screen)

Seth Rollins (off screen)

Jon Moxley/Dean Ambrose (off screen)

Triple H

Stephanie McMahon

Shane McMahon (off screen)

Shawn Michaels

Rhea Ripley (off screen)

Finn Bálor (off screen)

Dominik Mysterio (off screen)

Damien Priest (off screen)

JD McDonagh (off screen)

Jey Uso

Jimmy Uso (off screen)

Nikki Bella

Brie Bella

Naomi/Trinity

Alicia Fox

John Cena

The Rock/Dwayne Johnson

Bayley (off screen)

Dakota Kai (off screen)

Iyo Sky (off screen)

Kairi Sane (off screen)

Asuka (off screen)

Austin Theory (off screen)

Trained By:

Matt Bloom

Shawn Michaels

Triple H

Beth Phoenix

Lita

WWE Idol(s):

Chyna

Rey Mysterio

Lita

Trish Stratus

Eddie Guerrero

Edge

Victoria

Ivory

Facts:

Cassie is really good friends with Bebe Rexha and her “The Mess” and “The Bad Bitch” gimmicks are based on Bebe’s songs

Bebe Rexha let Cassie used the I’m A Mess song as her theme two years before the song actually came out

Cassie grew up watching WWE with her father and met her favorite wrestler and idol Lita when she was 13. She also met Victoria, Edge, Rey Mysterio, and Eddie Guerrero when she was young

Her signature colors are purple, black, and white. She also always wears a flower or flower crown on her head during her entrances. The flower is usually purple or black and she sometimes gives someone in the audience her flower (like how Cody Rhodes gives his weight belt to someone)

She always has a big Wrestlemania entrance every year

She has wrestled both men and women in her career

She was in gymnastics and karate when she was young. She also was in cheerleading in high school

Her and her husband Mike owned a golden retriever named Nala who died in April of 2024 (she was 10 years old). They also own a 5 year old german shepherd named Bear as well many farm animals such as chickens, chicks, goats, cows, horses, and a pig

Social Medias: cassiebrownwwe (Instagram), thecassiebrown (Twitter), misscassiebrown (TikTok), Cassie and Mike (YouTube) *These aren’t real so don’t look for them*

*Note: Tasha, Stella, Dolores, Megan, Mike, and Rosalie are OCs as well. I will make an info card for them soon as well*

[its-ashehausen]

Introduction post since I haven't done one yet.

◇ Hiyaa everyone, my birth name is Tammra but I preferred to be called Ashe as a gender neutral name

◇ I'm a video editor as you can tell from my edits of Hookhausen on here, you can subscribe to me on YouTube under XxTammra'sEditsxX where some of my old Hookhausen edits from 5 to 6 months reside on there.

◇ I'm also a fanfic writer, I mainly post stuff here or on Quotev/Ao3 (mainly I write for Hookhausen or Ulquihime)

◇ I'm also a Facepainter, I've been painting my face for 2-3 years now. I'm still a beginner but I'm slowly getting better each time.

◇ I'm Pansexual/Asexual/Genderfluid and my pronouns are They/Them/Her

◇ Fandoms I'm in: Supernatural, Ginny and Georgia, YOU, Never Have I Ever, Legacies (despite it being over) Wednesday, Gotham (I'm currently in the midst of season 2) Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Angel, Chucky, Friends, Degrassi, The Nanny, Vampire Diaries, tons of anime that I don't feel like listing lol and many more shows.

◇ Wrestling: AEW Wise- Hookhausen of course, Ricky Starks, Ethan Page, The House Of Black, Abadon, and MJF.

WWE Wise: Bray Wyatt, Alexa Bliss, Shinsuke Nakamura, Dexter Lumis, Indi Hartwell, and Edge.

◇ Favorite ships: Hookhausen, (AEW) Nygmobblepot, (Gotham) Destiel, (Supernatural) Juke, (JATP) Gallavich, (Shameless) Palex, (Degrassi) Wenclair (Wednesday) etc.)

◇Likes: Anime, Wrestling, C Drama's, Fanfic Writing, Video Editing Hookhausen, Facepainting, and Sketching although I suck at it

◇Dislikes: Homophobic people, Transphobic people, Ableism, People who bodyshame, and bullying.

Feel free to message me if you want to become friends, I do suck at keeping conversations depending on the situation but I'm always up to talking especially about Hookhausen 😊 or anything in general

- Ashe🖤🖤

[blossomdogthekarmaqueen]

Blue sky mine(midnight oil)

love like woe(the ready set)

ode to Crayola (lemon demon)

spider dance(Undertale)

Staceys mom (fountains of Wayne)

ode to lmanburg (beetlebug)

mary (alexg)

die young (ke$ha)

omg I love live journal (talkshow boy )

game over(falling in reverse)

tongue tied (group love)

how to dress as human (Laura les)

emily (bowling for soup)

king of the mountain (midnight oil)

alexa bliss (bowling for soup)

redesign your logo (lemon demon)

money machine (100gecs)

always (blink182)

Queen of white lies (Orion experience)

uh oh (junior doctor)

evil (Interpol)

everything stays (adventure time)

no children (the mountain goats)

Okay that was hard .

23 people - sorry if anybody tagged below didnt want to be tagged

@kingofberrys7 @gatorboi @darubyprincx @limefwog@sharkssharkssharkssharkssharks@genderfluideadpool@yuriichumsworth@ariesrising0@eyelessjxcks1mp@banditlikescheese@marvinprefect42@not-so-avid-fanfic-writer@nick-carried-away@katiebug586@katiecatlover@aaaghno@star-night@clairetomyjill@brantleyiman@mariheadspace@ashermoony@random-dragon-jtk@i-want-to-have-no-name

Tag game: URL song

“Spell your url with song titles and then tag as many people as there are letters.”

Prev thread got too long so I'm starting a new one. Thanks for the tag @frogayyyy !

Mountains O' Things (Tracy Chapman)

Angeles (Elliott Smith)

Regulars (Allie X)

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream (Ed McCurdy)

Independence Day (Elliott Smith)

Neon Sisters (Thomas Dolby)

Sea, Swallow Me (Cocteau Twins)

Pissing In A River (Patti Smith)

Insomniatic (Aly and Aj)

Rosie (Joan Armtrading)

Killer Queen (Queen)

Happy (Mitski)

Anyone But Me (Joy Crookes)

Leave A Tender Moment Alone (Billy Joel)

Lyin' Eyes (Eagles)

No pressure tags: @blue-jello-queen @herenya-writes @convenient-plot-device @jimkirkachu @hurt-spock @renthebarbarian @ellisper @systemadministratorclu @redshiftsinger @joybates @beauty-grace-outer-space @detectivehole @gayspock @ifdragonscouldtalk @transxfiles @soft-and-certain and also, open tag to anyone who wants to do it!

[litaskick]

Alexa Bliss Master List

request here - who i write for - request rules  - main masterlist

nothing here yet

[gutterlolita]

[untitled crossbliss]

i’m back again, people i sent this drabble to told me to post this so i am: here’s some crossbliss fluffy BULLSHIT, i haven’t written for fandom in about six years, let alone for wwe at all ever, so i hope you enjoy <3 i don’t have an ao3, but i may make one for more of these if i feel like it

no warnings, just fluff, implied morning after stuff, a rusty author and cuteness that might make u explode, takes place after moment of bliss with bayley and nikki 

“I don’t want to get up.”

“Wee one, we have to. We’ve got a gig tonight.”

It’s scalding outside, but somehow cool enough in Alexa’s hotel room to be comfortable. Her best friend (with benefits?) Nikki has her soft arms wrapped around her while the sunlight poured in onto them. Alexa accepts a kiss from Nikki placed on her temple, her heart skipping a beat.  How did this happen? How did the storyline get this far without creative?

“You were wonderful with Bayley last night. I don’t care you lost.”

“Was I? I do my best, Alexa.”

“And your best is the best.”

Alexa felt the soft Scot’s breath exhale from a silent laugh against her skin. They’re both pretty short, so when Alexa rests her head on Nikki’s shoulder like this in bed, their faces are always close. They like it that way.

She accepts another kiss, only this time turning to meet Nikki’s lips. They’re soft and natural feeling. Alexa hasn’t experienced this before. But she fucking loves it.

“How did we get here?” It finally slips out.

Nikki laughs out loud that time. Her famous “HEHE” that only she could muster.

“There are those who say that fate is something beyond our command. That our destinies are not our own. But I know better. Our fate lives within us. You only have to be brave enough to see it.”

She’d put on her accent extra husky and deep. Does Nikki know her well enough to know she’d get a Merida reference? That touched Alexa a bit honestly. Nobody cared enough to know she liked Disney. Only jokes about eating Larry Steve.

“Nikki, I’m…..”

Is she a mind reader? Did she know she was going to press the question? Alexa wasn’t upset about the situation. She was just a bit confused. She was used to being “The Goddess Who Knows Everything”, and this time, for once, she didn’t know. 

“We’ll figure it out later, Blissy. Let’s have a shower and some breakfast.”

Alexa decided she’d think about how she could have possibly changed her fate when she was done being drunk in these new and foreign feelings she has for the Twisted Sister. 

[vamp-doll-diva]

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

[alexablissmark]

some evil alexa bliss hcs 💞

femcel music listener. that bitch blasts weezer, mitski, & lana del rey

lives for melanie martinez

loses the other matching hair bow so she just buys more

dresses up lilly in barbie clothes

matching halloween costumes with miss lilly

runs out of black eyeshadow faster than any emo in the 2000s

asks lilly if her overall dress matches the shirt

made bray do tiktoks with her

lives by the saying:

✨ gaslight ✨

✨gatekeep✨

💞girlboss💞

[wrestling0neshots]

Two Little Birdies - Roman Reigns

Your two best friends catch you checking out Roman at the gym. For some reason they decide to do something about it. Originally Posted on Archive Of Our Own -------------------------------------- You enter the gym between your two best friends, Nia and Alexa. "I'm so ready for this." Alexa grins. The three of you haven't had the chance to spend much time together lately, your schedules have been more full than usual. Luckily things seem to be calming down to a normal level of crazy.

Working for the WWE is always hectic. You work for most of the year, travelling all around the USA and occasionally you go abroad. Shows, signings, interviews, other appearances.

You still have to then find time to eat, sleep, workout and relax. At times it is quite the task, especially when you involve others on a similarly full schedule.

Luckily you and the girls have managed to fit in some quality time together at the gym. "Who's leading warmups?" Nia asks, looking between you and Alexa.

"I don't mind. You can do it if you want." You shrug, Alexa nodding in agreement. "You two just don't want to lead warmups" Nia laughs, she's not wrong.

Warmups go smoothly, the three of you enjoying the start of your gym day with a catch up. The three of you talk about everything from your work schedules to new food spots.

It's nice to catch up, although the topic of love lives throws you off guard. Alexa talks about her fiancé, Nia talks about her boyfriend, and you.. you let them talk it out.

Until they don't give you a choice. "So, we know you're not currently with anyone, Y/n.. but you've usually got something to say." Nia smiles, keeping her main focus on spotting you. "Well, I'm busy." You state, continuing to lift. Alexa strikes up another small conversation with Nia, allowing you to continue your reps in peace.

Once finished you stand, doing a few small stretches, Alexa starting the task you had just finished. You walk over to your water, opening the top. As you do you scan across the gym, just to see who else is here.

Since it's a WWE owned gym only your colleagues are here. It's nice, means you can't be disturbed while working out. Your eyes stop to linger on one man, to appreciate his form from a distance. No one can deny that Roman Reigns has an amazing physique. You have a nice, long drink. An unintentionally long drink. "What are you looking at?" Nia asks, coming over to stand behind you. "I think they're eyeing up your cousin." Alexa states, also appearing behind you.

"No." You say just a little too fast. "You are!" Nia laughs, putting her hand on your shoulder. "How long has this been going on?" You shrug, "A while. It's nothing really."  "Nothing huh?" Alexa giggles.  You nod, with a small awkward laugh of your own.  "Sure doesn't seem like nothing." Nia adds. "Well, I just.. you know? Look at him." You feel the two of them look at each other behind you, and you shake your head. "Whatever plan the two of you are coming up with I'm telling you to pack it in." You say. They both walk past you, in the direction of one Roman Reigns. "If you two are going to do what I think you are you're going to be in trouble." You say, walking in the opposite direction and over to where you're going to continue your workout.

Alexa and Nia rejoined you some time later, the three of you finishing your workout with no further discussion of Roman, which brings you much peace. Once the three of you are showered you get ready to head to the arena for work. After all, there's nothing like a PPV to bring friends together.

The three of you meet up backstage, both Alexa and Nia in their ring gear and ready to go out to the ring for Alexa's match against Shanya. You on the other hand are in more casual dress, here to watch the PPV and support your friends. It's nice, but strange to sit beside the both of them in their ring gear while you're not ready to go out at all. Soon enough the time comes for the two of them to go out, leaving you sat alone watching the screen in front of you. You watch as the current match makes its way to a close, paying no mind when you're joined on the couch. "I hope you don't mind me joining you." You look over, your cheeks heating up when you realise just who has sat next to you. "No, no. Not at all." You mumble, trying to conceal your nerves. Silence falls for a few minutes, you attempt to return your attention to the PPV in that time but ultimately your mind ends up wandering to the fact you're sat next to Roman.

Soon enough Alexa and Nia are down by the ring, Alexa and Shayna's match underway. "You know" Roman begins, "two little birdies told me that I was being admired in the gym earlier." You say nothing, you don't even look over at him. You know exactly what two birdies he is talking about. And they are sure to find themselves in trouble with you for this. You're warm, too warm.  Full of nerves.  "It's alright, you weren't the only one admiring at the gym." with Roman's words your blush deepens. "I couldn't help but notice your form while lifting. It couldn't have been more perfect."  "Thank you." You manage to say, still not looking up at him. Once again you try and turn your attention back to the match, Roman's words distracting you this time. The man is just one big, attractive distraction. "You know," he begins again, "I don't have a match tonight." You look up at him this time, his expression is serious, but there is a sparkle in his eyes. "What are you trying to get at, Roman?" You ask. "Well, I was thinking maybe you and I could go and get dinner?" You stare at him, waiting for him to laugh and tell you it's a joke. But that doesn't happen. "Well?" he asks, awaiting your answer. "I.. uhh.. I'd love to." You reply. His serious expression breaks, a grin stretching across his face. "You sure?" He asks. "I am." You smile back, hoping that your lack of ability to speak doesn't affect his desire to take you to dinner. "Great, lets go." He stands, offering you his hand.

"Now?"  "I booked the table for half past. The girls have your stuff sorted. All you have to do is come with me." Roman smiles.  You nod, taking his hand and allowing him to pull you up. You certainly weren't expecting anything pre-booked when he asked you to go with him to dinner, but you're not going to complain. In fact you weren't expecting him to ask you to dinner at all. Maybe those two little birdies you call your best friends won't be in trouble. After all, they did get you a date with the one and only Roman Reigns.