#damage ctrl fanfiction

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Where bayley is the baby of the group, like maybe she has anxiety and damage ctrl are the only ones who know how to calm her down

Crippling || Damage Ctrl

Summary: Bayley might be Damage Ctrl's fearless leader to the public eye. But when she gets behind that curtain she's not so fearless anymore.

In the world of professional wrestling, Damage Ctrl was a force to be reckoned with. Led by the Bayley, the group consisted of Asuka, Dakota Kai, Kairi Sane, and the rising star Iyo Sky. To the public eye, Bayley was the undisputed leader, the woman in control both in and out of the ring. However, behind the curtain, a different dynamic played out.

Bayley, the heart and soul of Damage CTRL, harbored a secret that only her partners were privy to. Despite her confident persona, she battled with crippling anxiety that threatened to engulf her at the most unexpected times. The weight of expectations and the constant pressure to lead took its toll on her, leaving her vulnerable in the solitude of her thoughts.

Asuka, Dakota, Kairi, and Iyo had an unspoken pact to protect their leader. They understood the fragility that resided beneath Bayley's tough exterior and took it upon themselves to be her pillars of support.

One evening, after a particularly grueling match, Bayley found herself sitting alone in the locker room, the echoes of the crowd still ringing in her ears. The anxiety that had been brewing within her threatened to surface, and she felt the familiar weight settling on her chest.

Just then, the locker room door creaked open, and her teammates filed in one by one. Asuka, with her commanding presence, took the lead. "Bayley, we're ordering some post-match pizza. What toppings do you want?"

Bayley, startled by their sudden appearance, managed a small smile. "Uh, just pepperoni, I guess."

The others nodded, recognizing the subtle signs of distress in their leader. As they settled in, unwrapping the pizza boxes and sharing stories from the day, they created a comforting atmosphere that cocooned Bayley in warmth.

Dakota, ever perceptive, noticed the tension in Bayley's shoulders. "Hey, Bay, how about a little sparring session later? It always helps blow off some steam."

Kairi chimed in with her trademark enthusiasm, "And then we can have a karaoke night! Or maybe a movie marathon?"

Iyo Sky, the youngest of the group but wise beyond her years, added, "Don't forget, Bayley, you're not alone in this. We've got your back, always."

The night unfolded with laughter, camaraderie, and support. The Damage Ctrl members took turns sharing their own struggles, reinforcing the bond that went beyond the squared circle. As they sang karaoke, traded wrestling stories, and playfully sparred in the ring, Bayley felt the weight on her chest lift.

It was during these moments, away from the spotlight, that the true strength of Damage Ctrl revealed itself. They weren't just a faction; they were a family. Bayley, the supposed leader, found solace in the knowledge that she didn't have to face her battles alone. With her teammates by her side, she discovered that vulnerability was not a weakness but a testament to the strength of their unity.

As the night drew to a close, Bayley, surrounded by her supportive teammates, felt a profound sense of gratitude. Damage CTRL wasn't just a wrestling group; it was a sanctuary where vulnerabilities were embraced, and anxieties were conquered together. The true strength of the faction lay not in their dominance in the ring but in the unbreakable bonds of friendship they forged backstage.

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Reader is damage ctrls(including bayley and Dakota)’s “child” (not really reader is just a wrestler who is younger then them but they coddle them bc..they are annoying

Just a Kid || Damage Ctrl x Reader

Summary: Everyone in the locker room think you're just a kid, too green and you don't belong there. Damage Ctrl take you in.

As you step into the bustling locker room, the chatter around you falls to a hush, replaced by a subtle tension that hangs in the air. You know what they're thinking—that you're just a kid, too green to be here among seasoned wrestlers.

You can feel their eyes on you, scrutinizing your every move, their disapproving whispers barely concealed behind forced smiles. You try to shake off the unease creeping over you, but it's hard not to feel like an outsider in a room full of veterans.

Just then, the familiar sound of laughter breaks through the tension, drawing your attention to the corner of the room where Bayley, Dakota Kai, and the Sky Pirates, Iyo Sky, Kairi Sane, and Asuka, are gathered. Despite the icy atmosphere surrounding you, their laughter is infectious, filling the room with a sense of warmth and camaraderie.

You tentatively make your way over to them, the weight of their gazes heavy on your shoulders. But as you approach, they greet you with open arms, their smiles genuine and welcoming. You can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you as you join their circle, the tension of the locker room melting away in their presence.

Despite being the youngest member of Damage CTRL, you've always felt like part of the family with Bayley, Dakota, Iyo, Kairi, and Asuka. They've taken you under their wing from day one, guiding you through the ups and downs of the wrestling world with patience and understanding.

Sure, some may see their coddling as a weakness, but to you, it's been a lifeline—a source of comfort and support in an otherwise daunting environment. They've helped you grow as a wrestler and as a person, teaching you the ropes and cheering you on every step of the way.

As you laugh and joke with your teammates, the weight of the locker room's judgment fades into the background. With Bayley's arm draped around your shoulders and Dakota's playful banter filling the air, you know that you're exactly where you belong—surrounded by friends who see you for who you truly are: a valued member of the team, no matter your age or experience level.

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The Lady’s Man~Becky Lynch x fem! reader

Pairing: Becky Lynch x reader

Genre: Romance, fluff

  Summary: After spending close time with Becky during your time as tag team duos, she starts to dress differently, something not only the fans pick up on but you along with Becky’s competition for the Smackdown Women’s championship too.

Writer’s Note: First and foremost, I’m sorry about not updating a certain fic yet (The Astrid, Crazy Rich Asians one. I’m still working on it!) or just writing a lot on here in general. Depression has its hooks sunk deep and work has been draining me more than usual but here I am. One of the things that has helped me lots is wrestling, haven’t watched it since I was a young teen and wow, it’s like interacting with an old friend again. One thing that I’ve also noticed is how much the women on the roster are hot and why I liked them so much. The gay awakening was real. Anyway, hope you enjoy my first wrestling fic!

Word Count: 1, 978

You were classy. If you were to partake in feuds or clap-backs, you kept it high-brow and let your skills in the ring do most of the talking. That was part of your character: Lady Y/N, here to bring back beauty and class to the WWE, an exhausting effort to get through with your in ring abilities instead of full on trash talking. That being said, you did have your moments where you popped off on the mic, especially when Damage Ctrl was involved. 

You came face to face with Bayley, Dakota Kai and Iyo Sky tonight; the people of the crowd roaring and chanting, “My Lady” once your music hit and you came strutting toward the ring.

“Aw, here she comes!” Bayley yelled. She pointed off around the crowd and continued to mouth off“Shut up! We’re the top ladies here you heathens.”

“Bayley, all this crying isn’t gonna get you anywhere,” you said. You entered the ring, smiling at the audience, waved and aimed a few kisses at the people, swooning them in the process. “Didn’t Becky and I beat Iyo and Dakota last week and didn’t you lose your championship to Charlotte at the Rumble last week?”

Bayley nodded eagerly, smile plastered on her face. 

“Yeah! Lady yeah! I did y/n! But who’s been a champion at all? Me! Not you! Some lady you are!” Bayley exclaimed while laughing and nodding to her Damage Ctrl sidekicks. “Maybe, if you’re nice to us tonight, I can bring you in the spotlight on my Ding Dong Hello show next week. Well, just you and not your man.”

You cocked up an eyebrow at the mention of “your man”, right when the WWE universe all “oooooed” all at once. It was some sort of joke you weren’t in on, yet you caught yourself with a sly grin and went back in on Bayley. 

“My man? You making up delusions now, huh, Ms. Role-model?” you said. 

Bayley scoffed then let out a snort while turning to Dakota and Iyo. The crowd seemed to react as well, chanting “The Man” over and over. 

Oh. Becky, that was who Bayley was referring to. She called herself the man, didn’t mean she was your “man.” Right? And Bayley is totally wrong, the WWE Universe did have their bright moments but they didn’t dictate who did or didn’t belong to you. Especially Becky Lynch. She was your friend and tag team partner. Period. Nothing more, nothing less. 

“Please, you might be able to fool these idiots!” Bayley yelled. She gestured to the audience before continuing. “But you can’t fool me and the heart eyes she gives you! Have you even seen her new merch?”

Now you knew Bayley made up insults and material on the fly but you really had no idea what she was talking about. Before you could wrap your head around it or throw your own comment back at her, Becky’s music hit, sending the arena along with Damage Ctrl into a frenzy.

“Aww, now look who you’ve spawned!” Bayley groaned. “How dare you idiots speak of The Man!”

The combination of the loud music, the crowd and Bayley’s irritating yells swirled into a cacophony of noise that left you frozen while you watched your fiery headed partner (tag of course) rush out, all smiles and cockiness under her black shades. It’s like what Bayley alluded too, her outfit and merch was different: instead of wearing her flashy, “Bex” shirt underneath her leather jacket, Becky sported a new shirt with blocky letters reading “The Lady’s Man.” 

Your heart skipped a bit at the display; being around Becky was already complex, she just made it twenty times harder. She trotted down to you on your frozen spot in front of the ring, eyes obscured by her shades until she lifted them. 

“You called?” Becky asked. She aimed her words at Bayley and the entire WWE Universe, but it felt as if she was just talking to you. 

Becky stepped closer toward you, rearranged your hair a little before placing the shades on your head. 

“This Ok?” she asked. “Don’t want to mess up your hair, but I just couldn’t resist.” 

Her Irish accent always had an effect on you but how low it was when she whispered, with her gesture of the shades left you flabbergasted longer.

“Hey! Flirt on your own time!” Bayley said. She pointed at Becky, who chuckled. “This is between me and your Lady!”

“Woah, woah, woah! You know Y/N and I are a team, like you and your Ctrl clique,” Becky explained. She brought an arm around your shoulder, patting the spot in an attempt to bring you back from your stump. “The Man always defends her lady. Dare I say, she’s got a better chance at Charlotte for the Smackdown women’s championship than you!” 

Becky’s words got your chest to flare; you nodded along however, smiling a bit too big as words of your own bubbled up from your throat. 

“The Man’s got a valid point though, what do you say, Role-model?” you said. 

Bayley guffawed. 

“Sure! Yeah right, like she would--” Bayley said. She was cut off by the crowd chanting your name over and over, angering her yet again. “Shut up! You idiots don’t know anything! Y/N can’t even compete with Dakota or Iyo, let alone me!”

Becky cocked her head back, as if her fellow horsewoman’s words struck her face on. She turned toward you, mouthing a “can you believe this?” You just rolled your eyes and shook your head. 

“Bayley, keep spouting this nonsense and maybe I’ll have to kick your ass again,” Becky said. She brought you closer, close enough to hook her arm around your waist. “Or! We could take care of Kai and Iyo and they can defend those tag titles for once! Jeez! Those things have been collecting dust!” 

You found yourself smiling more as the heat built up your chest. Becky and you only teamed up due to being a great match against Fire and Desire, along with other amazing women in the division but to suggest you both challenge Damage Ctrl? It was a commitment to what you two could do together, although, it wasn’t as grand as Becky proclaiming herself “your man”, was it the direction Triple H wanted or was it something more?

“No way!” Bayley growled. “I mean, they’re the greatest bunch of the womens division they don’t need to prove a thing!”

Iyo Sky and Dakota nodded, a little too swiftly with conflicting emotions pouring through; you picked up on them immediately.

“You sure Bayley? They seem scared. Let’s ask them, folks! Iyo? Dakota?  Are you afraid to take on Becks and I? Maybe to even put the titles on the line too?”

The WWE Universe erupted in another fit of chants: you made it out to be them calling Damage Ctrl cowards over and over again. Becky chuckled and pulled you close while Iyo and Dakota went over what was going on with Bayley off mic. It looked as if Iyo and Dakota were trying to talk their leader out of it, you felt quite terrible for them and how the crowd began to drown them out with the noise.

“All right! Quiet you idiots!” Bayley shouted. She gestured for the WWE universe to calm down more, leaving mummers among the crowd and stands. “They’ll accept the challenge, next week!”

You didn’t expect them to accept so quick, believing them to think it over throughout the week or maybe go back and forth with Becky on Twitter(usually ending up with you mediating). 

“Yes!” Becky cheered. “We got this, lass.”

You could only nod, lost in the feeling of opportunity: white noise of the crowd and a tingling feeling that warped down your chest toward your belly. A title shot for the first time in your career, with Becky. Becky freaking Lynch. 

The thought kept up its constant ringing in your head, even after you escaped the effervescent noise the WWE universe were known to cause. You managed to reach your personal locker room before a hand grabbed your wrist--the action forced you to tense up, thinking it was Bayley or Damage Ctrl. 

“Whoa, lass, you all right?” Becky said. Concern clean on her face. “Is it OK if we talk?”

You nodded. Becky shut the door behind you, then proceeded to pace the space, back and forth like a blur of orange flame that flicked from one end of a candle to the next. 

“It wasn’t your idea, was it?” you said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. 

Becky froze, attention immediately on you. 

“What?”

You let out a humorless laugh and motioned to her new T-shirt. 

“The Lady’s Man? It was just a new way of introducing our tag team? Making it official, yeah? Or is it a new storyline that I’m not caught up with yet?” you asked. You pressed your fingers together and fidgeting them while continuing. “I-I just want to understand what all that was.”

“Lass--”

“Rebecca, please be honest with me,” you said. The emotion in your voice was sharp and firm.

Becky rushed over to you, taking your face in your hands. 

“Breathe, y/n, I’ll explain, let me just sit you down, OK?” she said. 

She led you to the folded chair you had set up by your cubby, helping you sit prior to her kneeling in front of you. 

“It was my idea, and yeah Triple H and the people wanted to market it, thought it’d be a great thing to lead up to something amazing to do with the Tag titles,” Becky explained. She took your hand as she spoke, rubbing the knuckles and the underside of a few veins. “But under all of the bravado and what The Man means to me, there’s some truth to it. I really want to try and be your lady too. I-I like you, Y/N, I really do.”

The way Becky looked up at you almost made the emotions break from you, tears flooded your eyes, some spilling over to your dismay. 

“Y/N, no, hun, don’t cry I--”

You cut Becky off with a kiss, meeting her halfway as your arms wrapped around her neck. Becky returned the kiss instantly, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you flush against her. A mini makeout session just about occurred. You pulled back (a little self conscious that you both were still in the arena aka work) but Becky lifted your chin up tenderly, planting a short yet passionate kiss to your lips once again. 

“I love that desire, lass,” Becky whispered. “Does this mean we’re to be more than tag team champions in the future?”

You nodded. “That and we’ll have a lot more moments outside of Wrestlemania.” 

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Catching up on Smackdown 25/10/24

Oohh hello Triple H. I love seeing the gorilla position. Oh fuck, they just put on Hunter's music (💚💚 btw) to get him out of his chair. I love Triple H in kayfabe, the attitude, everything. Old H is narrating fanfiction to us. "I don't know why but for once he let his guard down" SIR. Oohhh we're playing with kayfabe tonight, Paul! Spicy! What a cool storytelling moment we're starting with!

Omg Andrade/Hayes is next, I can't. I'm not ready. Let me take a step outside first.

"Andrade", "'Melo" what if I wanted them to kiss. I'm so hyped for this!!! But oh I had forgotten LA Knight was referee. I'd rather he wasn't :/

Come on, dazzle me, boys! These men are so good 🤩 Oh they're using Knight as an accessory and a bumper. Great match so far aaaaaand Knight intervenes. Dammit. We deserved a good match to close this amazing series and it was overbooked.

Corey Graves is mad and so am I. "It's BS, it's absolute garbage. You have two of the best athletes in the world leaving it all in the ring for the right to win an opportunity and this egomaniac just screwed them both!" I COULDN'T HAVE SAID IT BETTER HONEY. Ugh I'm not gonna get to a point where I like LA Knight, am I.

The only thing I want now is Andrade and Carmelo occasionally teaming up to punish Knight in their three-way at Crown Jewel.

Nia Jax is soooo beautiful 😍

Naomi's entrance dance is a warm-up in itself. "See what I did there??" I missed you Michael Cole. The Naomi/Candice LeRae match was cool, but I wasn't rooting for either.

I love the rudeness of Gunther interrupting Cody's entrance. He doesn't have time for your pomp, Cody, he's a European on the clock. Still don't like him, but that was cool. I still agree with his point that Cody mentioning his daughter was unnecessary. But why are they having this talk? "To determine who the best champion is" well that's called a match. But the match is next week so?? Short of a dick contest, I don't see what they could do here.

Oh shit, I was wrong. They're actually both delivering a good promo. Love the opposition of styles. There is a european vs. american style flavor here. In values, elocution, presentation, trashtalk. Different approaches to it.

But for me Cody loses this exchange because "Guts is ending a civil discussion like this and taking the first shot"...no that's not guts that's crass and an admission that you're at a disadvantage. In my european opinion.

The three women's tag teams in that shot are lined up by size 😂 Damage CTRL, Green & Niven and Legend & Jackson look like ↗️

Oh the three GMs are here! Hello! I think they need to have a drink and commiserate about their locker rooms' respective chaos. Love Cargill and Belair's outfits. Holographic!

Corey Graves is also full-on on fanfiction logic tonight, bless him.

Okay so MCMG. I don't know them. Their style seems very technical, they start slow. But they're very well coordinated. DIY are really good, so a good match with them bodes well.

You gotta love career tag team wrestlers. They're brilliant, lovable, masters of their art.

Yeah, that was a really cool match!

Solo Sikoa's certified pussy-popping music! Solo my despicable boy talk to me. "Brooklyn shut your mouth" I love him unfortunately. Aww he introduced himself and said welcome he's so cute. And MCMG is getting mic time!! Love this very polite introduction. Love Solo getting cute. Love these two bite-sized sweaty guys getting excited.

Damn, Nick Aldis' job is easier than Adam Pearce's. His wrestlers just agree to matches! They don't even have to be restrained, threatened, suspended, punished, prevented or forced! The dream.

Okay, I'm really starting to vibe with the Bloodline story. (Also I just saw Solo in a tight-fitting shirt and I'm gonna need a minute)

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Updated: 22/12-23

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Damage CTRL Masterlist

a - angst. s - smut. f - fluff. etl - enemies to lovers.

Survivor series (a, f)

Team player (a)

Crippling (a)

Baykota

Explain (a, f)

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Damage Ctrl x reader

When asuka turns on biancas team reader goes with her even tho she’s honestly terrified of damage control and when they both join damage control they all grow really really close then you can decide what else happens or just leave it there beacauseee idk

Not so bad || Damage CTRL x Reader

Summary: Maybe joining Damage CTRL isn't so bad.

You stand in the ring, nervously watching the chaos unfold. Asuka has just turned on Bianca, misting her in the face and aligning herself with the formidable team known as Damage CTRL. The fear of repercussions gnaws at you, as Damage CTRL is infamous for their ruthlessness.

However, to your surprise, Asuka motions for you to join her. The others in the group—Kairi, Iyo, Bayley, Dakota—they're are eyeing you, but there's no malice in their gaze. Tentatively, you step forward, aligning yourself with Asuka and the intimidating faction.

The initial tension eases as Asuka welcomes you, her demeanor changing from the fierce warrior to a friend. Iyo, with her infectious enthusiasm, offers you a reassuring smile. Kairi, Bayley, and Dakotai, who you expected to be adversaries, extend an olive branch rather than a threat.

As the days pass, you realize that Damage CTRL is not the nightmare you anticipated. Instead, it becomes a family of sorts. The camaraderie among the members is palpable, and you find yourself growing close to Asuka, Kairi, Io, Bayley, and Dakota.

Training sessions become moments of shared laughter. The fear you once felt transforms into a sense of security. You discover that Damage CTRL isn't just about chaos; it's about loyalty, support, and unity. Each member brings something unique to the table, and you're welcomed into the fold with open arms.

Asuka, the catalyst for your integration, becomes a mentor and a friend. Iyo's infectious positivity brightens your days. Kairi's intensity becomes a source of inspiration, while Bayley's leadership offers guidance. Dakota Kai's toughness is balanced by a surprising warmth.

Together, you navigate the tumultuous world of professional wrestling, realizing that the fear you harbored was unfounded. Damage CTRL is not just a force to be reckoned with; it's a bond that transcends the squared circle. And in the heart of it, you find not just allies, but genuine friendships that make the unpredictable world of wrestling a little less daunting.

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Bayley x reader

Reader comforting Bayley after damage Ctrl starts to leave her ouy

Left out || Bayley x Reader

Summary: Bayley starts feeling left behind by her friends. At least she still has you.

A/N: I will riot if they hurt my baby. Also I cried writing this. I love her way too much.

The bond you shared with Bayley was special, a connection that went beyond the ring. As part of Damage CTRL, the group had always been tight-knit, but lately, Bayley had been feeling increasingly isolated. She felt the sting of being left out, the hurt evident in her eyes as the rest of the group seemed to drift away.

You noticed the change, the way the others had grown cold and distant toward her, her usual bubbly demeanor replaced by a sense of hurt and loneliness. It tugged at your heartstrings, seeing Bayley, usually the life of the group, feeling left behind.

One evening, you found her sitting alone, a melancholy expression on her face. Without a word, you joined her, offering a silent but supportive presence. Bayley's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and gratitude as she glanced at you.

"Hey," you said softly, a gentle smile on your face. "What's going on?"

Her shoulders sagged slightly, a sigh escaping her lips. "I don't know... it just feels like I'm on the outside lately."

You listened as she poured her heart out, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness. The feeling of exclusion weighed heavily on her, and you could sense her vulnerability.

"I feel like they don't want me around anymore," she admitted, her voice cracking with emotion.

Your heart ached for her. With a reassuring touch, you offered words of comfort, assuring her that she wasn't alone. You reminded her of the bond you shared, the genuine love that went beyond the dynamics of the group.

"You're a vital part of this team, Bayley," you affirmed, your voice filled with conviction. "And you've got me, always."

Her eyes glistened with gratitude, a faint smile forming on her lips. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.

In that moment, you both found solace in each other's company. You stayed by her side, sharing stories, laughter, and providing the support she needed. The evening passed, but the connection between you and Bayley grew stronger, a reminder that true friendship transcended the ebb and flow of group dynamics.

As you bid her goodnight, you could see a glimmer of hope returning to Bayley's eyes. She may have felt left behind by the others, but with you by her side, she found comfort in knowing that there was someone who truly cared—an unspoken promise to always be there for her, no matter what.

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Explain || Bayley x Dakota Kai

Summary: Bayley feels hurt after Dakota's betrayal. She knows it's all scripted but she can't help it.

A/N: I genuinely started crying writing this.

Bayley stood in the center of the ring, the sting of betrayal still fresh in her heart as she watched Dakota raise her hand in victory alongside Iyo and the Kabuki Warriors. The cheers of the crowd washed over her, but they felt hollow against the ache of disappointment that gnawed at her insides.

As the match ended and the arena emptied, Bayley found herself alone in the locker room, the echoes of Dakota's betrayal ringing in her ears. She knew it was all scripted, that their rivalry was just part of the show, but the pain she felt was all too real.

Just as she was about to drown in her sorrow, the door creaked open, and Dakota slipped inside, her expression a mix of concern and regret.

"Bayley, I..." Dakota began, her voice hesitant as she approached her former friend.

Bayley turned away, unable to meet Dakota's gaze. "Save it, Dakota. I don't want to hear your excuses."

Dakota sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "Bayley, please. Let me explain."

Reluctantly, Bayley turned to face her, her eyes brimming with tears. "Explain what? That you stabbed me in the back? That you betrayed everything we stood for?"

Dakota took a step closer, reaching out to gently grasp Bayley's hand. "Bayley, you have to understand. It was all part of the storyline. It wasn't personal. I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you."

Bayley shook her head, her voice trembling with emotion. "But it felt personal, Dakota. It felt like you were turning your back on me, on everything we've been through together."

Dakota's heart ached at the sight of Bayley's pain, the realization of the hurt she had caused hitting her like a ton of bricks. She knew she had to make things right, to reassure Bayley that their bond was stronger than any scripted storyline.

"Bayley, listen to me," Dakota said, her voice firm with conviction. "No matter what happens in the ring, no matter what storylines they throw at us, it's always going to be us against the world. You and me. Together."

Bayley's gaze softened, a glimmer of hope flickering in her eyes as she looked at Dakota. "Do you really mean that?"

Dakota nodded, cupping Bayley's face gently. "With all my heart, Bayley. I know things got messy tonight, but I promise you, I'm always going to have your back. Always."

Tears welled in Bayley's eyes as she threw her arms around Dakota, pulling her into a tight embrace. In that moment, all of their past grievances melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of trust and solidarity.

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Bayley knew that no matter what challenges they faced in the ring or in life, she and Dakota would always be there for each other. For in the end, their bond was unbreakable, their friendship a force to be reckoned with.

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Dakota Kai x reader

Reader looking after Dakota after her match with Bianca like readers forcing Dakota to have and ice bath and like kissing Dakota’s bruises and giving her massages to help with the muscle aches

Bruises || Dakota Kai x Reader

Summary: Dakota just wants to go back to the hotel and sleep after her match with Bianca, you won't let her.

As Dakota steps out of the ring, you can see the exhaustion etched into every line of her face. She's had a gruelling match with Bianca, and all she wants to do now is collapse into bed and sleep for a week.

But you know better than to let her do that. You've seen how sore she gets after matches like this, how stiff her muscles become if she doesn't take care of herself properly. So you gently take her hand and lead her towards the locker room, determined to make sure she gets the rest and relaxation she needs.

Despite her protests, you guide Dakota into the ice bath, watching as she winces at the shock of the cold water against her skin. But she trusts you, knows that you only have her best interests at heart, so she grits her teeth and bears it, sinking down into the frigid water with a shiver.

You stay by her side the entire time, rubbing her shoulders and offering words of encouragement as she soaks in the icy depths. And when she finally emerges from the bath, her muscles relaxed and her spirits lifted, you can see the gratitude shining in her eyes.

Back at the hotel, you help Dakota strip off her clothes, carefully wiping away the layers of sweat and grime that cling to her skin. She sighs in relief as you work, the tension slowly melting away under your gentle touch.

As you finish cleaning her up, you press a tender kiss to each of her bruises, your lips lingering over the darkened patches of skin as if to soothe away the pain. Dakota leans into your touch, her eyes fluttering closed as she basks in the warmth of your love.

Finally, you help her into bed, tucking the covers around her with a soft smile. She looks up at you with sleepy eyes, gratitude shining bright in their depths.

"Thank you," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "For everything."

You lean down to press a kiss to her forehead, your heart swelling with love for this incredible woman lying before you. "Anytime, babe," you whisper back, knowing that you'd do anything to make sure she's happy and healthy, now and always.

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Could you do one with Baylynch where Bayley is having a anxiety attack after Dakota betrays her and Becky’s there to comfort her?

Betrayal || Bayley x Becky Lynch

Summary: Becky's there when Bayley freaks out after Dakota's betrayal.

In the wake of Dakota's betrayal, Bayley found herself spiraling into a whirlwind of anxiety and uncertainty. The sting of betrayal cut deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable. As she stumbled backstage, her chest tight with panic, she longed for a sense of comfort and stability.

That's when she saw Becky, her former friend turned rival turned lover, standing in the hallway, her expression a mix of concern and determination.

"Bayley," Becky called out, her voice gentle yet firm. "Are you alright?"

Bayley shook her head, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "No, no. I'm not okay. I don't know what to do. Dakota...she- she betrayed me."

Becky's heart ached at the sight of Bayley's distress, her own resolve strengthening as she reached out to gently grasp Bayley's trembling hand. "Hey, hey, I'm here. Whatever you need."

As Bayley's anxiety threatened to overwhelm her, Becky guided her to a quiet corner backstage, away from the prying eyes of their fellow wrestlers. With each passing moment, Bayley felt the tight knot of tension in her chest begin to unravel, the warmth of Becky's presence a soothing balm against the storm raging within her.

"I don't know what to do, Becky," Bayley admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I feel so lost and alone."

Becky cupped Bayley's face gently, her gaze filled with compassion and understanding. "You're not alone, Bayley. I'm right here beside you, every step of the way."

In that moment, Bayley felt a sense of peace wash over her, the weight of her anxieties lifted by Becky's unwavering support. With each word of encouragement, each reassuring touch, Becky helped to anchor her in the present, guiding her through the storm with steady hands and a compassionate heart.

As they sat there, wrapped in each other's embrace, Bayley realized that she didn't have to face her fears alone. With Becky by her side, she felt stronger and more resilient than ever before.

Together, they would weather the storm, navigating the highs and lows of life in the wrestling world with courage and determination. And as they faced the challenges ahead, Bayley knew that with Becky's support, she could overcome anything that came her way. For in Becky Lynch, she had found not just a friend, but a kindred spirit, a beacon of light in the darkness.

[south-of-heaven]

Damage Ctrl x fem reader

Reader never speaks like none has ever heard her say anything and she’s really shy and reserved,one of the members of damage Ctrl decide to approach her and doesn’t say anything,just sits next to her then the rest of damage control arrive and they start talking sometimes talking to the reader ,eventually after they are really close damage control goes up to reader asking to be in a relationship they don’t expect reader to answer but she says yes, then as the relationship progressses reader speaks to Bayley Iyo and Dakota more and eventually starts speaking to other people too (if that makes sense I feel like half of it is me waffling on)

Silence || Damage CTRL x Reader

Summary: Nobody has ever heard you speak, Iyo Sky makes it her mission to get close to you.

In the world of wrestling, where vibrant personalities and loud personas dominated, you had carved out your own unique niche – the silent enigma. Not a single word had ever passed your lips in front of your fellow wrestlers, an unintentional choice that shrouded you in an air of mystery. Your shyness and reserved nature became part of your character, captivating the curiosity of your colleagues.

Among them, Iyo Sky was particularly intrigued. Her bright and outgoing personality was a stark contrast to your quiet demeanor, and she saw it as a challenge to unravel the layers that hid your voice from the world. Day by day, she made it her mission to get to know you better, finding small ways to connect.

One day, as you sat alone in the catering area having lunch, Iyo decided to take a seat next to you. A friendly greeting left your lips sealed, but she didn't seem deterred. Minutes turned into moments, and Iyo's animated chatter began to feel like a comfortable backdrop.

Then, the unexpected happened. Bayley and Dakota joined the table, their vibrant presence contrasting against your silence. They exchanged stories and laughter, all the while making you feel welcomed and included, despite your lack of words. This repeated a few times, and slowly, you found yourself smiling along with them, sharing in their camaraderie.

One day, as you all sat together, Iyo, Bayley, and Dakota exchanged glances. They seemed to communicate silently before Dakota leaned forward. "Hey, you know, we've been thinking."

There was a pause, a beat of uncertainty. You tilted your head slightly, curious.

"We're together, as in a relationship," Dakota continued, a note of uncertainty in her voice. "And we've kind of realized that we'd love for you to be a part of it, too. But we totally get if you're not comfortable or if that's not your thing."

The air was heavy with the unspoken question, but what caught them off guard was the unexpected answer that escaped your lips, quiet yet clear. "I'd like that."

It was the first time anyone had heard your voice. The surprise on their faces was palpable – Iyo's eyes widened, Bayley's jaw dropped slightly, and Dakota's lips curved into a delighted smile.

From that point on, your journey began. As your relationship progressed, the three of them became a consistent presence in your life. Gradually, you found yourself growing more comfortable. The conversations started small, whispered words shared between the four of you. And as trust blossomed, your voice began to emerge, gradually gaining strength.

It wasn't just with Iyo, Bayley, and Dakota anymore. Slowly but surely, you extended your conversations to others in the arena, your comfort growing with each interaction. The wrestling world that had seemed so overwhelming and loud at first became a bit more familiar, a bit more your own.

The enigma that you had once embraced started to evolve, revealing a person with thoughts, emotions, and a voice. With Iyo, Bayley, and Dakota by your side, you discovered the power of not just being seen, but also being heard. And as your world expanded, you realized that the quietest voices could carry the most profound impact.

[south-of-heaven]

Damage Ctrl x reader

Damage Ctrl getting protective over reader

Thanks to you || Damage CTRL x Reader

Summary: Your girlfriends do not like the way Trish and Zoey have cornered you backstage.

The backstage area was usually bustling with activity, but today it felt even more chaotic. You were making your way down the hallway when you suddenly found yourself cornered by none other than Trish Stratus and her associate, Zoey Stark. Trish had a smug grin on her face, clearly relishing the opportunity to assert her dominance.

"Look who we have here," Trish purred, her tone dripping with condescension. "Isn't it Damage Ctrl's little pet? How quaint."

Your heart raced, a mix of nerves and anger coursing through you. You knew you had your girlfriends, Bayley, Iyo, and Dakota, watching your back, but the situation was still tense.

Trish's lackey, Zoey, chimed in with a mocking laugh. "Yeah, what's it like being surrounded by actual talent? Must be scary knowing we could take you down at any given moment."

Before you could even respond, a fierce voice cut through the air like a storm. "Get away from them!"

The weight of the words had barely settled when the protective force that was Bayley, Iyo, and Dakota came into view. Bayley's eyes were blazing with a fiery determination, Iyo's stance exuded unwavering strength, and Dakota's expression held a promise of swift justice.

Trish's confident demeanor faltered as she faced the united front of your girlfriends. Zoey, too, seemed to shrink under the intense gazes.

"What's the matter, Trish? Picking on someone actually talented getting to you?" Bayley's voice was laced with a challenging edge.

Iyo stepped forward, her presence commanding attention. "You know, for someone who claims to have built the foundation of women's wrestling, you sure are intimidated by new talent."

Dakota's arms were crossed, her aura radiating a fierce protectiveness. "So, why don't you take your attitude and find someone else to bother?"

Trish and Zoey exchanged uneasy glances, clearly taken aback by the strong front your girlfriends were putting up. In the face of their collective strength, Trish's smugness crumbled.

"We were just having a little fun," Trish said cockily, attempting to salvage her pride.

Bayley's eyes narrowed, her expression unyielding. "Well, unless you want to try another type of fun I say you two find something better to do?"

With a final, disdainful look, Trish and Zoey retreated, leaving you standing there with your girlfriends. The tense air gradually eased, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and safety.

Iyo turned to you, a reassuring smile on her lips. "Are you okay?"

You nodded, your heart still racing but comforted by their presence. "Yeah, thanks to you three."

Bayley stepped forward, her arms enveloping you in a comforting embrace. "We've got your back, always."

Dakota added with a grin, "Nobody messes with our partner and gets away with it."

As you were surrounded by their unwavering support, you felt a rush of gratitude. It was in moments like these that you realized how lucky you were to have Bayley, Iyo, and Dakota by your side. Their fierce protectiveness was a testament to their love for you, and you couldn't help but smile, feeling stronger and more loved than ever before.

[south-of-heaven]

Damage CTRL x reader

Reader is super emotional when Iyo wins,and she just completely breaks down when she sees Dakota stepping into the ring

And when they go backstage Bayley dakota and Iyo all comfort reader

Proud || Damage CTRL x Reader

Summary: Emotions well up when Iyo cashes in and Dakota returns.

As you stood in the Gorilla position, anxiously watching the intense match unfold at SummerSlam, your heart was already heavy with emotions. Iyo had just cashed in her Money in the Bank contract, and the WWE Women's Championship was on the line. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, and so were you.

As the final bell rang, signaling Iyo's victory and her becoming the new WWE Women's Champion, tears welled up in your eyes. You couldn't believe it; your partner had achieved her dream, and you were so proud of her.

But the surprises were far from over. Just as Iyo was celebrating her victory together with Bayley in the ring, Dakota appeared. Your heart skipped a beat, and tears streamed down your face as you saw Dakota making her return after months of absence due to injury.

You missed Dakota dearly, and now seeing her going through the ropes to join Iyo and Bayley in the ring, you couldn't contain your emotions. The joy of having all of your girls back together overwhelmed you.

As the celebration continued in the ring, you couldn't stay away any longer. You rushed out to meet them backstage, tears still flowing freely down your cheeks. Your heart pounded in your chest as you approached, and they immediately enveloped you in a tight group hug.

"I'm so proud of you, Iyo," you managed to choke out amidst your sobs.

Iyo grinned, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Thank you, my love. This is all because of your support and love."

As your gaze shifted to Dakota, she had tears in her eyes too. "I missed you so much," she said, hugging you even tighter.

Bayley joined in the embrace, wrapping her arms around all of you. "We're so happy for you, Iyo," she said, her voice filled with genuine joy.

The love and support from your partners overwhelmed you, and you were incredibly grateful to have them by your side. As the sobs wracked your body, Bayley took notice and gently wiped away your tears.

"Hey, it's okay," she said softly, her voice soothing. "We're all here now, and we're together."

You nodded, feeling their love surround you like a warm embrace. "I love you all so much," you whispered, your voice filled with emotion.

"We love you too," Iyo said, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

Dakota held Iyo close, her arms wrapped protectively around her. "You're our champion, and we're so proud of you!" she said excitedly.

Bayley smiled and held you in her strong arms, just like she had done with Iyo out in the ring. "We're a team, and nothing can tear us apart," she said, her voice unwavering.

As you looked into the eyes of the three amazing women who had captured your heart, you knew that this moment was something special. With Iyo as the WWE Women's Champion and Dakota back in the mix, there was no doubt that this bond between the four of you was unbreakable.

The road ahead was bright, and with your girls by your side, there was no limit to what you could achieve together. And as the tears of joy continued to flow, you were reminded of just how much love and happiness this wrestling family brought into your life.

[qosbaez]

Survivor Series || Damage CTRL

Summary: Bayley has an anxiety attack after the war games match. Asuka helps her through it.

The energy of Survivor Series had been intense, leaving everyone buzzing with adrenaline and emotions running high. But for Bayley, the aftermath proved overwhelming. As she sat backstage, the weight of the night’s events crashed down on her, triggering an anxiety attack.

Her breaths came in short, panicked gasps as she tried to regain control, but the walls seemed to close in around her. That's when Asuka noticed, her keen eyes picking up on Bayley's distress. Without a second thought, she rushed to Bayley's side, her presence a comforting beacon amidst the chaos.

"Hey, hey, focus on me," Asuka urged gently, her voice a calming presence in the midst of Bayley's turmoil.

Bayley struggled to steady her breathing, her hands trembling as she clutched onto Asuka’s arm for support. "I can't... I can't..."

Asuka’s voice remained steady and reassuring. "You're okay, Bayley. Just focus on your breathing, in and out, slowly."

She guided Bayley through deep breaths, matching her pace to help regulate her erratic breathing. Asuka’s presence was a stabilizing force, her calm demeanor grounding Bayley amidst the storm of anxiety.

With each breath, Bayley began to regain control, the panic slowly dissipating. Asuka stayed by her side, offering words of encouragement and comfort.

"You're safe, Bayley. You're not alone," Asuka reassured, her voice soft but firm.

As Bayley's breathing steadied, she finally met Asuka's gaze, her eyes filled with gratitude and vulnerability. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion.

Asuka gave her a gentle smile, her eyes reflecting warmth and understanding. "Anytime. I've got you."

In that vulnerable moment, Asuka's unwavering support became a lifeline for Bayley. She helped Bayley regain her composure, offering a sense of calm and reassurance during a time of distress.

As the anxiety attack subsided, Bayley found solace in Asuka's presence. The weight on her chest eased, replaced by a sense of gratitude for the genuine care and support that Asuka had shown her.

Though Survivor Series had been a rollercoaster of emotions, Asuka’s act of kindness and support resonated deeply, a reminder that even in the most overwhelming moments, there could be someone there to offer a steadying hand and a comforting presence.

[south-of-heaven]

Damage Ctrl x reader

Reader has had a past of eating disorders and reader starts to fall back into her bad habits and damage Ctrl notices and does whatever they can to help reader

(If you feel comfortable doing it)

Old habits || Damage CTRL x Reader

Summary: You start to fall back into your old habits but your girls will do everything in their power to ensure you don't spiral again.

Warnings: Talks of body image issues and eating disorders.

A/N: Ugh I wish I had them by my side when I was going through this.

As someone who had battled with eating disorders in the past, you knew the journey to recovery could be challenging. However, you were grateful to have Iyo, Dakota, and Bayley by your side, as they were your unwavering pillars of support. They had seen you through your darkest days and were determined to help you overcome any hurdles that came your way.

One evening, after a particularly tough day, you found yourself slipping back into old habits. The negative thoughts about your body and food were starting to consume you, and you felt the urge to isolate yourself.

As you sat alone in your room, trying to fight off the overwhelming thoughts, you heard a soft knock on the door. Iyo, Dakota, and Bayley walked in, concern etched on their faces. They had a keen eye for recognizing when you were struggling, and they knew it was essential to address it immediately.

"Hey, love, mind if we join you?" Iyo asked gently, sitting down beside you.

You shook your head, appreciating their presence and the fact that they didn't try to push you away.

"We noticed you've been quiet today," Dakota said, her voice full of empathy. "Is there anything you want to talk about?"

Tears welled up in your eyes as you felt the weight of their love and support. You knew you could be honest with them, even if it meant opening up about your struggles.

"I... I've been having a hard time," you admitted, your voice trembling. "Those old thoughts... they're back, and I'm scared."

Immediately, Bayley pulled you into a warm embrace, and Iyo and Dakota joined in, forming a protective circle around you.

"Listen," Iyo said softly, "we're here for you. We love you, no matter what, and we won't let you face this alone."

Dakota nodded in agreement. "You don't have to be perfect, okay? We all have our struggles, and we'll face them together."

Bayley gently wiped away your tears, her eyes filled with determination. "We're not going to let you spiral," she said firmly. "We'll remind you how amazing and strong you are."

Over the next few days, Iyo, Dakota, and Bayley kept a close eye on you, offering support and encouragement. They made sure you ate regular meals and joined them for workouts that were focused on feeling strong and healthy rather than on appearances.

Whenever you felt the urge to slip back into old habits, they were there to remind you of your progress and the journey you had made.

"You're beautiful just the way you are," Iyo would say, her eyes filled with love and sincerity.

"We believe in you," Dakota would add, a reassuring smile on her face.

And Bayley would remind you, "You are not alone in this fight."

Their words, combined with their unwavering presence, helped you stay on track. Whenever you felt overwhelmed, you knew you could turn to them for guidance and strength.

With their support, you gradually reclaimed control over your eating disorder. It wasn't an easy journey, but having Iyo, Dakota, and Bayley by your side made all the difference.

As the days passed, you began to feel more confident and stronger than ever before. You realized that you didn't have to face your struggles alone. With the love and support of your girls, you knew you could overcome anything that came your way.

Together, you celebrated the small victories and cherished the moments of joy and love that filled your lives. And with Iyo, Dakota, and Bayley by your side, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together, as a team, forever bound by a love that knew no bounds.