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title: your fantasy (courtesy of me) pairing: randy orton/cody rhodes word count: 4367 important tags: daddy kink, lingerie description: Before Cody Rhodes entered Randy Orton’s life, Randy would get turned on by women with beautiful, busty breasts in skin tight dresses, their long, voluptuous dark hair cascading over their shoulders, and glossy, red lips that would moan Randy’s name like a swan song. Now, he gets turned on by pretty blonde boys in well tailored, three piece suits who make it their mission to tease Randy for everything under the sun, and that pretty blonde boy has a very lovely surprise hidden for Randy under his insanely expensive suit.

November 27th, 2023

Before Cody Rhodes entered Randy Orton’s life, Randy would get turned on by women with beautiful, busty breasts in skin tight dresses, their long, voluptuous dark hair cascading over their shoulders, and glossy, red lips that would moan Randy’s name like a swan song.

Now, he gets turned on by pretty blonde boys in well tailored, three piece suits who make it their mission to tease Randy for everything under the sun.

Blonde boy, more rather, because to this day, no man, or anyone, has caught his eye quite like Cody.

Cody steals his attention even as Randy is getting ready for his match coming up. He’s sat down on the couch in Cody’s locker room lacing up his boots before he decides to glance up to his beloved, currently wiping the red mist off his face from earlier in the night. Randy bites hard at his lip seeing his tight ass encased in those black dress pants. With a sigh through his nose, Randy leans back into the couch and crosses his arms over his stupidly big chest.

The blue and black plaid overcoat has been shed completely to fully display the well tailored three piece suit. Black pants and a black suit vest over a white button up, blue and black patterned tie underneath. The gold pocket watch is clipped to his vest and he looks more expensive than everything in Randy’s closet put together. Cody always dresses to impress now, and it’s rare when he decides to leave the house in any other garments. It’s a double edged sword, because he looks absolutely fucking delectable, but then it means he looks absolutely fucking delectable and it’s a constant battle within Randy every single time Cody wears these damn things.

The suit clings perfectly to every inch of him. Cody has the best tailors and the measurements are exact down to the centimeter. He looks so delicate in what he’s wearing, so fragile, like any wrong (or right?) move could shatter him into pieces, and he’d be begging to be put back together again.

Cody’s face is clean now, but there’s some of the red mist still on his neck. He wipes it off, but the makeup on his neck comes off with it to show the hickeys Randy left on him during their tryst in the shower after their Wargames match the past Saturday night.

“Oh my - fuck - R-Randy, Randy,” Cody sobs, “Randy, please-”

“Yeah, say my fucking name,” Randy growls. “You like this, baby? You like being used like a fucking slut?”

“Yes, daddy, just your slut, daddy,” Cody gasps.

“Want daddy to fill you up? Give you his come, is that what you want, baby boy, huh? Is it what you need?”

“Need it, daddy, please, need your come-”

More than anything, Randy wants to tear off that stupid fucking suit and ruin Cody’s pristine and poised demeanor.

He clenches his fingers tightly into his fists before looking to the black wrist bandages at his side. Randy swipes them and stands up from the couch, leather making a noise as he shifts, and Cody turns around to see the bandages in Randy’s hand.

With a smile, Cody makes his way on over. “Want me to do those for you?”

Randy raises his eyebrows. He offers the bandages to Cody with a shrug.

Cody proceeds to gingerly wrap the bandages around Randy’s wrists. They’re both big men, but Randy took his time away from WWE to get massively jacked, and Cody looks that much more tiny, including his hands. They’re incredibly soft, his nails have recently been manicured with clear polish, and the tattoo on his finger of their wedding ring stands out amidst the fluorescent lights.

“It’s weird to think we haven’t shared a locker room in eighteen months,” Cody chuckles.

“Would rather take eighteen months over…” Randy blows out a breath and narrows his eyes at Cody’s hand. “Damn, how long were you bossing people around in the indies and AEW?”

“Oh, I forgot, who was the one who convinced me leaving WWE in the first place would be good for me, thus leading me to find AEW?”

“I didn’t think you’d be out for six years, dude.”

“Then why didn’t you come to AEW, dude?”

Randy scoffs and offers out his other hand so Cody can wrap the bandages around that. “It’s all about money, babe,” he tells him. “Fact of the matter is that you guys could never give me what WWE does.”

“Probably for the best,” Cody concedes. “I wouldn’t be able to boss anyone around if I knew you were close by.” He glances up to Randy with a smirk. “It’d be really embarrassing.”

Randy huffs a chuckle through his nose and looks up to Cody. “I’d make sure nobody but me knew what a dirty little slut you could be.”

“You sure know how to sweet talk a man, babe.”

“Completely random question-”

“Oh, I’m sure.”

“- but how much does your suit cost?”

Cody blinks. He tilts his head and furrows his eyebrows. He finishes up with Randy’s wrist bandages and then crosses his arms over his chest. As he looks up to Randy, with a questioning gaze, he tells him, “if you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, you’ll be paying for the repairs on this suit, and you’re buying me a new one.”

With a smirk, Randy tells him, “good to know.” He reaches his hand around to give Cody a nice pat to that big ass of his before making his way to the locker room door. “I’m gonna go do that segment with your other boyfriend now.”

Cody rolls his eyes and lowers his arms to put his hands right at his hips right before following Randy. “No matter how many well oiled, strong men I end up associating with, I’d be stupid to even think about doing anything with them.” He places a hand on Randy’s shoulder to stop him so he can place his hands right over his stupidly large pecs. His face softens as a smile lifts his lips. “I’ll always belong to you,” he says quietly. “You know that.”

Randy winks. “Just like giving you shit.”

He leans in to kiss Cody then, and Cody closes his eyes, lips all puckered up. A mere sliver away from Cody’s lips, Randy suddenly goes, “YEET!” right in his face before leaving the locker room.

His eyes still closed, and lips still puckered up, hands floating in mid air, Cody stands still. After a few moments, he takes a deep breath and opens his eyes at the empty space left behind. His lips press together in the way white people do before nodding his head in silent acceptance.

To nobody in particular, Cody whispers, “we’ll be a normal couple some day.”

That day will never happen, but it’s always neat to fantasize.

Cody and Randy have different fantasies though, and they always get fulfilled by each other. Sometimes, fulfilling fantasies they didn’t even realize they had.

With the exception of Cody and Randy placing bets with each other on when Punk is going to flip out on someone (Cody was generous and gave him a year, whereas Randy gave it three months), the show went on with no funny business. It’s not like it was back in the day, when there was Wrestler’s Court and interns getting terrorized. It’s a very chill atmosphere and all people do now is play video games and talk.

It’s a welcomed change that Cody and Randy are thankful for.

And Randy is going to be extremely thankful for Cody in a few minutes.

Cody and Randy are sharing Cody’s tour bus for now, so they’re currently heading up into it after RAW closes out. Once inside, they’re already making a beeline to the back of the bus where the bedroom is.

“It’s kind of bullshit that we’re finally on the road together again and I gotta go to Smackdown while you stay here.” Randy opens the cupboards at the top to place his luggage inside. “You know what I think?”

“Enlighten me with your wisdom, Sir Randal.”

“I think they’re just jealous because of all the sex we’d have.” Randy offers his hands to take Cody’s luggage so he can place it on top. “We’re so fucking hot together that it’s hostile.”

Cody laughs a little as he climbs onto the bed, suit and all, before propping himself against the pillows. “Remember last year when I came back?” he muses. “And we were having like, so much sex in the locker rooms that Hunter had to tell us to cool it?”

“Cool it on this dick,” Randy mumbles as he turns around to face Cody. “Then we both got injured.”

“And we just had so much sex at home instead.” Cody clasps his hands rather innocently on top his lap and begins to kick his feet side to side.

Randy narrows his eyes. Immediately, he’s suspicious, because there’s no reason for Cody to still be in his suit when the work day has concluded, least of all not when he’s trying to get comfortable on the bed.

A smirk graces Randy’s lips then.

That fucking minx.

“We can at least have a lot of sex on this tour bus,” Randy murmurs as he crawls on top of the bed to stalk up between Cody’s legs. He places his big, strong arms on either side of Cody, and as he looks down into his scheming blue eyes, he asks, “what are we trying to do here, Cody?”

With a hum, Cody tilts his head and rolls his pink lips back between his teeth. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Randy narrows his eyes. “So what do I have to do to know what I’m supposed to do to you?”

Cody blinks slowly before allowing his gaze to move down the length of his body. “Not much,” he assures him as he brings a hand down to cup himself through his pants. “Just need some help getting these off.” He blinks back to Randy then and swipes his tongue out along his lips. “Please, daddy, can you take them off for me?” he asks so sweet.

With a growl rumbling from his throat, Randy tells him, “right ahead of you, baby boy.”

Randy sits up on his knees and brings Cody’s hand away so he can undo Cody’s belt. He takes it out from the loops before undoing his pants, and Cody lifts up his hips so Randy can pull them down his legs. The more his pants come down, the more Randy sees the wonderful gift Cody has bestowed upon him. It reveals itself in the form of white fishnets crisscrossing over his hairless legs and white lace panties, precome already soaking the front.

He always wants to fuck Cody. That’s a fact of life, but fuck, he loses his mind when he sees Cody in lingerie.

The juxtaposition between the sexuality of the all white, feminine, delicate lingerie with the masculinity of his dark suit and tie is simply divine, and every single piece of clothing fits Cody perfectly. It's a physical manifestation of the reality of who Cody is as a person, so polished and uptight in presentation but harboring such sexy secrets underneath. To think Cody was out in the ring today giving his promo with this underneath his suit the whole time, knowing that if there was even the slightest wardrobe malfunction down there, everyone would get a big glimpse of the person saved solely for the hungry eyes of Randy Orton.

He's entranced watching Cody's legs move, clearly trying to get his attention. Cody crosses them, he squeezes them together, and he brings his manicured hands down to graze along the fishnets and grab at them, curl them under his finger and bring it up before letting it snap back down. "Do you like it, daddy?" he asks, quiet and soft, like he doesn't already know the answer.

“Fuck, that’s what daddy wants to see,” Randy breathes out as he squeezes himself through his sweats to keep grounded. “Had this on under your clothes all day?”

“Just for you,” Cody reminds him with a grin. “Only for you.”

“Damn right, it better be just for me.” Randy bites hard at his lips as he finally tears his dark blue gaze from the lingerie up to Cody’s smug face.

Hm. That’s a problem.

Immediately, Randy is forcing Cody’s head back with a strong grip at his chin. Any urge to be smug completely vanishes in the whine Cody gives as he stares at Randy with pleas.

“You know something funny, Cody?” Randy asks.

“Wh-What’s that… daddy?”

“All I gotta do is grab you a bit too hard and that’s all it takes to make you daddy’s bitch again…” Randy scoffs and shakes his head. “What should I do with a dirty boy like you?”

“Wh-Whatever you want,” Cody quickly replies. “I’ll like whatever you do to me.”

“I know you will.” Randy removes his hand and Cody brings up his own to feel at his chin, silently lamenting the loss of Randy’s grip. “I’m gonna have fun with you tonight.”

He cups Cody’s hardening erection to give it a squeeze and it makes Cody whimper as he thrusts up into Randy’s hand. The sheer lace helps to outline his aching cock and the precome continues to seep through the fabric, a visible representation of Cody’s desperation. Randy releases his hand just so he can run two fingers up along Cody’s shaft, all the way to gather the precome, and he looks right up into Cody’s eyes as he sucks his fingers clean.

Cody waits with baited breath watching the bigger man suck at his fingers, desperately wishing his mouth was elsewhere. His lips are parted open in yearning, his eyes sparkling with hope, and he knows he sounds pathetic when he whimpers as Randy strips his shirt but he doesn’t care at all, he doesn’t care if he sounds like a bitch in heat or an expensive whore, this is Randy.

Randy lays himself on his stomach between Cody’s spread legs before maneuvering them over his shoulders. His strong hands grip tightly at Cody’s thighs, fishnets caught in the digits, as he brings his head down to suckle at Cody’s tip through the lace and it has Cody throwing his head back into the pillow with a long moan.

His tongue presses into the slit through the lace before it licks down his shaft, tongue flat and broad and oh so wet as it does so. Briefly, he’s mouthing at Cody’s balls and then he’s tantalizingly licking back up to the tip to suckle at it again, right before giving it a kiss. Randy tilts his head and slowly lids his eyes open at the younger man as his head goes further down to tongue at the sides of Cody’s opening and this has Cody whining, has him clinging hard to the comforters, has him writhing until Randy settles a strong arm over his torso.

“What’s the matter, baby?” His voice rumbles. “Too much?”

“N-Never, never,” Cody whimpers. “Please, daddy, feels so good-”

“Want daddy to eat you out? Get your hole all nice and wet?”

“Please, daddy-”

“Please, what?”

“Please eat me out. Please get me nice and wet for you.”

With a smirk, Randy utters a low, “good boy”.

Suddenly and effortlessly, he’s tearing the threads of the fishnets at his ass and ripping the back of his panties apart. Before Cody has time to react, Randy is already shoving his mouth against his hole like his life depends on it.

Cody tastes fucking amazing, he always does. Randy could eat him out for hours, he really could, he could just set up a chair right here and do it all day. Cody makes the most fucking amazing noises too when Randy eats out his pretty hole, the prettiest whines and cries that have no business anymore coming from such an esteemed, poised man like himself but they both know that’s just a facade Cody puts on for everyone else - this corporate, almost politician-like entity, a man that is nothing but smiles and good etiquette but rip every single thread of that away and what do you have?

You have a filthy, dirty boy with a sinful tongue.

You get a boy that knows every single way to get Randy going, who has Randy’s heart right in his hands, who would do absolutely anything for Randy and love every second of it.

Randy always takes his time eating out his husband. He’s eagerly lapping at Cody’s hole and pressing his tongue flat to it, it runs up the seam of his balls before dipping back inside of him and Cody is trying his hardest to lay flat, not move too much, but he can’t help himself - he keeps pushing his ass closer against Randy’s face, because even when Randy is giving Cody all of him, it’s never enough.

His hands are gripping Cody’s thighs again, this time with such a bruising grip that it’s going to leave behind even more marks, and Cody welcomes them all. Each mark is just another lovely reminder of how he belongs to Randy, and moreover, how much Randy loves him.

Cody’s legs are shaking in Randy’s grip. The pressure in his stomach is building slowly and he can see the wave of pleasure from high above, but he can’t come now, not when Randy hasn’t been inside him yet. Sure, it’d be easy to come right now, it’s always so easy to come with Randy, but that’s not the way it goes between them.

Cody needs his daddy, and he needs him now.

His hands are scrambling then to grab at Randy, anywhere he can reach - his head, his shoulders, his arms, - to let him know what he wants but with how long they’ve been together, they’re so in sync that Randy knows immediately what it is that Cody wants.

Just because he knows, however, doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to hear it fall from Cody’s pretty lips.

“Tell daddy what you need,” Randy tells him before mouthing at his hole one more time, just to make Cody squirm. “Tell me what you need and it’s yours, all yours, baby.”

“I need-” Cody whines and runs his hands down his face in frustration. “Fuck, I need your cock,” he breathes out. “Need it in me, need it now, daddy, please.”

Randy hums like he’s thinking it over, but after a few moments, he’s sitting up on his knees. “I think I can do that.”

He’s pulling his pants down then, along with his boxers, to be fully naked in front of Cody and Cody doesn’t waste time in feeling up Randy. His hands run over his firm pecs and abs, over his muscular tattooed arms, and back up before moving down his body to grab his thick thighs, thickest he’s ever seen. As Cody continues his fervent appraisal of Randy’s massive body, Randy is curling his fingers tight into Cody’s suit vest-

“Hey.”

Randy raises his eyebrows at Cody’s firm voice.

Cody raises his eyebrows in turn. “Be careful. I meant it when I said you’d buy me a new suit if you ruined this one.”

Randy stares at Cody for a few moments to fully heed his warning. After exhaling a long sigh, his fingers loosen their grip so he can gingerly begin undoing Cody’s suit vest. He takes precious care with each expensive button, and once it’s undone all the way, he’s taking the same care with his button up. He pushes the vest and shirt to the sides of Cody to reveal his hairy torso, perfectly done tie still lying over him, the only article of clothing yet to be ruined.

Undone vest, undone shirt, and completely tattered fishnets and lace panties. Dark marks are scattered along his thighs and neck, his eyes are bright blue and blown wide open with those pretty pink lips, and he looks so debauched and ruined and somehow, someway, Randy is achingly harder than he was before.

Randy is pushing Cody’s legs back by the backs of his knees until he’s effectively split in half, and then he’s guiding himself into Cody’s entrance with a long, drawn out moan. Cody is throwing his head back with a drawn out moan of his own and his eyes flutter shut in pure bliss as a relieved smile spreads out across his lips.

“Fuck, that’s it,” Cody groans out as he moves a hand down over the lace and across the fishnets to feel right where they’re connected. His fingers brush along Randy’s shaft until Randy pushes in all the way, and then they’re feeling along the edges of his spread hole. With a hum in affirmation, he rolls his lip back between his teeth and lids his eyes open again to stare up at Randy.

“Give it to me, daddy,” Cody breathes out. “Make it hurt so good.”

“Wasn’t gonna do anything else,” Randy grumbles before sitting up, arms wrapped around Cody’s fishnet-covered legs. “Just remember - you wanted this.”

Cody absolutely did, and when Randy begins to hammer away with no mercy, no thought beyond destroying Cody, he’s the happiest man in the world. It’s pure bliss, what he feels now.

It’s hot, fast, and intense. Nothing better than to get fucked stupid and not think of a damn thing beyond letting himself be used by the hottest man in the world.

Every so often, amidst the rough, breakneck pace Randy is taking with the melodic sounds of skin smacking together, they’ll stare into each other’s eyes and drink upon each other’s gaze. Cody whimpers at how determined Randy looks, at the dignified focus etched over his features and the groans that continue to fall from his mouth. They’re animalistic and primal, as if they didn’t have sex at all yesterday but then, they have a lot of lost time to make up for.

They’re back on the road together again, and they can do this anytime they want.

“Fuck, get this shit off,” Randy almost growls as he pushes at Cody’s vest and shirt to move it off his frame, and Cody is quickly assisting. As he lays back down, Randy is yanking upwards on his tie to make Cody gasp, and it’s so hard to breathe that it has tears building in Cody’s eyes but it makes such a pretty picture.

“You gonna come for me?” Randy asks. “Come for your daddy?”

“B-But what about-”

“I’m gonna finish all over that beautiful ass, baby,” Randy tells him. “Been way too long. You need daddy’s help to come-”

“N-No, no.” Cody shakes his head and tries to shut his eyes, but that has Randy yanking the tie again.

“You’re gonna look at me when you come,” Randy growls. “Look at daddy when you make a mess over yourself.”

“Promise, daddy, promise.” Cody nods. “I-I’ll look at you when I come.”

“Good boy.” Randy lets go of the tie and pushes Cody’s legs back all the way before leaning down to effectively trap him, his massive body hovering over Cody’s and his hot breath ghosting over Cody’s lips. “Gonna come when I tell you?"

“Yes, daddy,” Cody whispers.

“Then you better come for me, boy.”

And Cody does.

It’s a loud cry of pure pleasure that tears itself from Cody. He uses all the strength he has to stare right into Randy’s eyes, knowing fully well that Randy can see just how far gone he is in his own gaze - nothing but the hottest toy for his daddy to play with whenever he wants. He’s spilling through his lace panties and it dribbles down the fabric as well as the shaft of his dick, he can feel the mess sticking to him already and it makes him feel pathetic, makes him feel dirty, but it’s just what he wanted, to feel like a dirty whore.

And Randy is happy to add onto that.

Immediately after Cody finishes, Randy is turning him around onto his stomach. He’s pulling Cody back by his hips to push that pretty ass in the air with a forceful hand at the back of Cody’s neck.

“Be a good boy and stay,” Randy warns.

And Cody does.

Cody closes his eyes as he lies waiting for Randy’s hot release. He wishes he could see Randy right now, but hearing him is a good consolation prize. Those low moans and absolutely guttural groans, the dirty words hurriedly breathed out in between, of ”such a good fucking boy”, and “gonna breed you full and keep making you my bitch,” as he completely loses himself to the dark primality of his desires.

Then it happens.

With a long groan of Cody’s name, Randy is steadily moving his hand down Cody’s back to spread apart one of his asscheeks, fishnets tearing in his grip, before spilling his load all over Cody’s back. From the small of his back to his ass, it comes out hot and sticks to Cody’s smooth, tan skin and clings to his fishnets and Cody moans at the obscenity of it all.

As if to make up for not filling Cody up, Randy is pressing the tip of his cock to the mess he made to move it down the crack of Cody’s ass to push it inside him. He keeps doing it, gathering the come to push it into Cody’s hole and when it seeps back out, Randy is immediately lowering himself to lap at Cody’s hole with a moan.

At this point, when he’s so fucked out, Cody can’t even get out words. All he can do is whimper and keep tugging at the comforters while Randy seemingly tries to prepare him for another round.

But it’s just like Randy said a few days ago - he is back and here to stay, and he and Cody are going to get it on in a major way.

Over and over and over.

In other words; everything is back to normal.

#candy #my fics #very proud of this one!#started it in november.... then life happened

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mostbelovedaewwrestlertournament · 11 months ago

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Most Beloved WWE Wrestlers Tournament: Round 4 Statistics Dump

Followers: 266

Total Votes: 22,087 + 13,398 + 8,109 + 4,768 = 48,362

Number of times I had to force my dad to accept the fact that it's no longer the 80s and just because he enjoyed a wrestler's work during his childhood, it doesn't mean they're still the most beloved: 3, and he's still bitter

Beloved By Gender:

Our ratio is keeping pretty steady. There was a change of 2% between rounds 3 and 4 in favor of the female wrestlers.

Voting Trends:

Round 4 had a low vote count day of 534 and the highest count day of 747, making the average 636.9 votes per day (discounting final day), more than extra 80 votes per day beyond Round 3’s average of 550.8

(Keep in mind, number of brackets change on the final day)

Public Opinion:

There's fewer than 20 wrestlers left in this tournament who had successful WWE careers before the 2000s. This tournament would make Cornette's face melt off

Sports Illustrated’s 101 Best Wrestlers Of All Time (2016)

Ric Flair (18, lose)

Shawn Michaels (53 + 57 + 71 + 61, win)

Steve Austin (29 + 18, lose)

The Rock (23, lose)

The Undertaker (53 + 55 + 45 + 43, win)

Dusty Rhodes (46 + 42 + 43 + 49, win)

John Cena (47 + 51 + 50 + 47, win)

Hulk Hogan (10, lose)

Sting (51 + 53 + 61 + 56, win)

Andre The Giant (56 + 38 + 38 + 37, win)

Randy Savage (37 + 32 + 42 + 21, lose)

Roddy Piper (54 + 33 + 53 + 30, win)

Chris Jericho (27 + 31 + 32 + 23, lose)

Harley Race (17 + 18 + 10, lose)

Mick Foley (58 + 47 + 57 + 54, win)

Bret Hart (52 + 59 + 61 + 63, win)

Randy Orton (58 + 48 + 49 + 46, win)

Kurt Angle (45 + 36 + 37 + 42, win)

Antonio Inoki (28 + 38 + 23, lose)

Ricky Steamboat (28 + 47 + 16, lose)

Daniel Bryan (61 + 51 + 48 + 29, lose)

Triple H (31 + 12, lose)

Buddy Rogers (21 + 17 + 8, lose)

Edge (41 + 49 + 44 + 52, win)

Bob Backlund (26 + 22 + 11, lose)

Brock Lesnar (23, lose)

Stan Hansen (22, lose)

Bruno Sammartino (30 + 6, lose)

CM Punk (57 + 40, lose)

Ted DiBiase (27 + 26 + 27 + 24, win)

Bruiser Brody (33 + 31 + 22 + 11, lose)

Hideo Itami (34 + 35 + 7, lose)

Rey Mysterio (48 + 40 + 42 + 56, win)

Vader (32 + 17, lose)

Dory Funk Jr (17 + 17, lose)

Mr Perfect (37 + 25 + 28 + 29, win)

Eddie Guerrero (53 + 43 + 47 + 48, win)

Jake Roberts (32 + 29 + 31 + 29, lose)

Arn Anderson (25 + 30 + 15, lose)

The Sheik (31 + 30 + 11, lose)

AJ Styles (40 + 46 + 46 + 46, win)

Goldust (70 + 34 + 49 + 37, win)

Samoa Joe (61 + 84 + 60 + 63, win)

Terry Funk (27 + 37 + 32 + 26, lose)

Verne Gagne (14, lose)

Mil Mascaras (10, lose)

Rob Van Dam (43 + 45 + 50 + 25, lose)

Tatsumi Fujinami (25, lose)

Rick Rude (35 + 29 + 10, lose)

Owen Hart (56 + 41 + 53 + 51, win)

Jeff Hardy (52 + 32, lose)

Goldberg (23 + 22, lose)

Ivan Koloff (15, lose)

Chris Benoit (17, lose)

Larry Zbyszko (4, lose)

Ultimo Dragon (9, lose)

Scott Hall (44 + 40 + 44 + 50, win)

Trish Stratus (38 + 42 + 22, lose)

Dean Malenko (37 + 29 + 19, lose)

Ultimate Warrior (28 + 20, lose)

Fabulous Moolah (18, lose)

William Regal (62 + 45 + 50 + 59, win)

Gene Kiniski (14, lose)

Scott Steiner (44, lose)

Rick Steiner (26 + 9, lose)

Chyna (68 + 49 + 52 + 43, win)

Seth Rollins (55 + 54 + 66 + 45, win)

Kane (40 + 29 + 33 + 23, lose)

Jimmy Snuka (9, lose)

Davey Boy Smith (22 + 24 + 33 + 12, lose)

The Iron Sheik (49 + 40 + 32 + 20, lose)

Pedro Morales (20 + 9, lose)

Michael Hayes (10, lose)

Johnny Valentine (14 + 4, lose)

Shinsuke Nakamura (58 + 60 + 58 + 43, win)

Diesel (39 + 35 + 34 + 35, win)

Batista (53 + 54 + 35 + 32, lose)

Lita (46 + 65 + 37 + 27, lose)

Christian (56 + 47 + 67 + 29, lose)

Ron Simmons (25 + 33 + 31 + 30, lose)

Big Show (41 + 60 + 38 + 33, win)

JBL (10, lose)

Christopher Daniels (26 + 10, lose)

The Miz (34 + 30 + 39 + 20, lose)

PWI Wrestler Of The Year

Pedro Morales (20 + 9, lose)

Jack Brisco (17 + 13, lose)

Bruno Sammartino (30 + 6, lose)

Terry Funk (27 + 37 + 32 + 26, lose)

Dusty Rhodes (46 + 42 + 43 + 49, win)

Harley Race (17 + 18 + 10, lose)

Bob Backlund (26 + 22 + 11, lose)

Ric Flair (18, lose)

Hulk Hogan (10, lose)

Randy Savage (37 + 32 + 42 + 21, lose)

Sting (51 + 53 + 61 + 56, win)

Vader (32 + 17, lose)

Diesel (39 + 35 + 34 + 35, win)

Big Show (41 + 39 + 38 + 33, win)

Lex Luger (25 + 4, lose)

Steve Austin (29 + 18, lose)

The Rock (23, lose)

Brock Lesnar (23, lose)

Kurt Angle (45 + 36 + 37 + 42, win)

Chris Benoit (17, lose)

Batista (52 + 54 + 35 + 32, lose)

John Cena (47 + 51 + 50 + 47, win)

Triple H (31 + 12, lose)

Randy Orton (58 + 48 + 49 + 46, win)

CM Punk (57 + 40, lose)

Daniel Bryan (61 + 51 + 48 + 29, lose)

Seth Rollins (55 + 54 + 66 + 45, win)

AJ Styles (40 + 46 + 46 + 46, win)

Adam Cole (47 + 40 + 53 + 32, lose)

Dean Ambrose (58 + 54 + 42 + 59, win)

Roman Reigns (51 + 64 + 59 + 32, lose)

PWI Woman Of The Year

Joyce Grable (30 + 24 + 0, lose)

Susan Green (21 + 27 + 11, lose)

Stephanie McMahon (26 + 4, lose)

Lita (46 + 65 + 37 + 27, lose)

Trish Stratus (38 + 42 + 22, lose)

Victoria (27 + 23 + 17, lose)

Candice Michelle (24 + 39 + 13, lose)

Mickie James (47 + 46 + 47 + 44, win)

Michelle McCool (29 + 10, lose)

AJ Lee (48 + 46 + 39 + 39, win)

Sasha Banks (44 + 47 + 42 + 36, win)

Charlotte Flair (45 + 42 + 27 + 40, win)

Asuka (58 + 60 + 65 + 66, win)

Becky Lynch (58 + 53 + 58 + 47, win)

Bianca Belair (34 + 66 + 54 + 41, win)

Top 10 Voted Wrestlers Who’ve Already Been Eliminated:

Jey Uso (248 - round 4)

Finn Balor (209 - round 4)

Bayley/Roman Reigns (206 - round 4)

Christian (199 - round 4)

Daniel Bryan (189 - round 4)

Tazz (183 - round 4)

Lita (175 - round 4)

Batista (174 - round 4)

Adam Cole (172 - round 4)

Alexa Bliss (170 - round 4)

Top 10 Voted In Round 4:

Drew McIntyre (76)

Cody Rhodes (74)

Asuka (66)

Rhea Ripley (65)

Bret Hart/Samoa Joe (63)

Shawn Michaels (61)

Damian Priest/Dean Ambrose/William Regal/Bray Wyatt (59)

Jey Uso/Liv Morgan (57)

Rey Mysterio/Sting/Kevin Owens (56)

Xavier Woods (55)

Top 10 Voted Overall:

Naomi (322)

Damian Priest (285)

Billy Gunn (272)

Samoa Joe (268)

Rhea Ripley (258)

Sami Zayn (254)

Asuka (249)

Jey Uso (248)

Shawn Michaels (242)

Cody Rhodes (241)

The AJ Styles Phenomenon:

I don't know if this is just an incredible coincidence, but for the final 3 rounds, AJ Styles has earned exactly 46 votes. In Round 2, it was 46/50 against Raymond Rougeau. In Round 3, 46/56 against D'Lo Brown. In Round 4, 46/69 against Kane. Based on the data I've seen, he is the only wrestler this has happened to. A few have had the same number of votes twice in a row, but never thrice.

Which begs the question: are there exactly 46 tumblr users who are fans of AJ Styles?

#most beloved wwe wrestler tournament

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alamhiganelezen · 5 months ago

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Shamagi's Wrestling Corner - Bash In Berlin

//Hi! This will be the first in a series where I review real world pro wrestling events in character as my Warrior of Light, as if the events also happened in Eorzea. I will be rating matches on a 5-star rating system, and I promise not to break it like Dave Meltzer did with silly 6 and 7 star ratings.

(Everything beyond this point is in character and in universe, with any out of character clarifications in square parentheses)

Today, WWE held their first ever Premium Live Event in The Black Shroud [read: Germany] with Bash In Gridania [read: Berlin]. This event promised to be a big one, with hometown boy Gunther slated to defend his World Heavyweight Championship against the legendary Randy Orton in the main event. Also on the card was a battle between friends as Cody Rhodes defended his Undisputed WWE Universal Championship against Kevin Owens, with the biggest narrative being whether they could keep their friendship intact or if the battle for the gold would tear them apart. We also had CM Punk continuing his blood feud with Drew McIntyre in a strap match, Bianca Belair and Jade Cargill looking to regain their Women's Tag Team Championships from Alba Fyre and Isla Dawn, and Rhea Ripley looking to get revenge of her own against Liv Morgan and "Dirty" Dominik Mysterio alongside her new tag partner Damian Priest.

Without further ado, here's my ratings:

Undisputed WWE Universal Championship match: Cody Rhodes (c) defeats Kevin Owens by pinfall (***3/4)

This wasn't the best match these two were capable of putting on. It had good in ring psychology and the crowd was absolutely electric, but it had a somewhat slow pace and some rather baffling character moments. Come on, KO, I know he's your friend, but when your opponent shows a weakness, you pounce on it! It's a lesson I learned very early in my own fighting career (though I mainly do shootfighting anyway, but even in my worked matches I always go for the injured body part- and I'm a babyface!). Tainted or not, victory was right there, KO, and you blew it. Anyway, it was still a really good match and the perfect opener to a solid show. While they were able to show respect to each other afterwards I'm fully expecting a heel turn from KO soon.

WWE Women's Tag Team Championship match: Bianca Belair and Jade Cargill defeat The Unholy Union (Alba Fyre and Isla Dawn) (c) - TITLE CHANGE! (***)

Jade didn't get too much in ring time. It feels like WWE are still trying to protect her because she's still kinda green. That said, she looked good in the little time she did get, and kayfabe wise it was tactically sound from The Unholy Union to try and stay away from that absolute unit of a woman who could bulldoze both of them at once without even trying by isolating Bianca as much as possible. Speaking of which, Bianca continues to impress and she absolutely carried this match. She'll always be one of my favourite wrestlers, not to mention she's part of long braid gang. I just wish she could use the hair whip again, especially after both Alba and Isla pulled her by the braid. I would have done that immediately.

Strap match: CM Punk defeats Drew McIntyre (***1/4)

The Four Corners strap match stipulation continues to be silly to me. It's not as bad as being able to win a steel cage match by leaving the cage, but it's still a pretty goofy way to win a wrestling match. That said, it was another solid- if not spectacular- match that should be the culmination of this long running feud. Also, CM Punk really needs a new friendship bracelet. Come on, Phil, that shit was in Drew's trunks. It's probably rancid now.

Mixed Tag Team match: The Terror Twins (Rhea Ripley and Damian Priest) defeat The Judgment Day ("Dirty" Dominik Mysterio and Liv Morgan) (***1/2)

Ugh, men. Can't live with them, can't live without 'em. My personal feelings aside, though, I was thoroughly entertained by this match and was relieved that the Terror Twins won. Rhea gets some much needed revenge of her own against Liv and Dom, not to mention Damian Priest getting payback against the Judgment Day. Also, please pin me, Mami... wait, Yugiri, why are you looking at me like that?

World Heavyweight Championship match: Gunther (c) defeats Randy Orton (****1/4)

I'll be honest: Gunther could wrestle a broomstick and it would be a 3 star match. He's that good of a worker on his own. So when you put him in a match with the legendary Randy Orton? That's a guaranteed banger right there. They did somewhat underdeliver, however, as the match was rather slow paced, but it still had plenty of excitement, especially when Randy hits the RKO only for Gunther to kick out at 2. I also like that Gunther doesn't have a dedicated finishing move. It keeps you on your toes as you watch his matches as they could end at any moment, and that feeling was absolutely there the whole match. The crowd was also still absolutely electric throughout this match and they really showed up to make their hometown boy proud.

Overall rating: ***3/4

Not an amazing PLE by any means but pretty solid and pretty entertaining overall. No matches were spectacular but no matches were complete duds, either. Plus the crowd was easily one of the best in recent memory. I can't wait to see more of these Eorzean PLEs from WWE.

#ffxiv #ffxiv wol #wwe #bash in berlin #ffxiv rp

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are-we-really-doing-this · 1 year ago

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Okay guys, here's the deal.

Ya boi got his hands on PWI's May 2006 double issue a couple months ago, the second half of which is pretty much nothing but predictions for the careers of a bunch of wrestlers who were active that year. About 60 pages of your favorites, most hated, and never-heard-of's of 2006. Some predictions sad, some ironic, some disturbingly accurate, some funny, some just very wrong, it's a good mix. They go from 'what are they gonna do for the rest of the year?' to 'what will they be doing in 2011?' to 'what will they be doing in 2016?', so it's some real fun and games with hindsight. What I wanna do is ask y'all to comment anyone whose predictions you're interested in hearing and I'll post a scan of that page and a transcription. It'll be like a series if I get enough requests, and I'll comment here and there because that's what I do. Feel free to comment as many names as you'd like. Names include (and this is all of them in the order they are listed, alphabetically by last name):

Kurt Angle

Abyss

Austin Aries

Batista

Shelton Benjamin

Chris Benoit

Big Show

Booker T

Traci Brooks

Monty Brown

Christian Cage

Candice

Carlito

John Cena

Christopher Daniels

Bryan Danielson

Edge

Ric Flair

Jeff Hardy

Matt Hardy

Triple H (I'm not writing his full fucking name like they did)

Hulk Hogan

Mickie James

Jeff Jarrett

Johnny Jeter

Kane

Kid Kash

Stacy Keibler

Gail Kim

Bobby Lashley

JBL (again fuck your full name)

Lita

Chris Masters

Nigel McGuinness

Melina

Shawn Michaels

Rey Mysterio Jr.

Randy Orton

CM Punk

Raven

Rhino

Chris Sabin

Samoa Joe

Sting

Trish Stratus

Roderick Strong

AJ Styles

The Undertaker

Rob Van Dam

Petey Williams

#they are soooo trippy to read #wwe #tna #roh #pwi #pro wrestling illustrated

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smolwritingchick · 1 year ago

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Forced to Believe Chapter 6- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 1

Author's Note: Usually for the Total Divas episodes, I just put in the scenes that I wanted Melanie to be in. These are going to be pretty short chapters. But once in a while it'll be long

Just so there isn't any confusion This in bold and parenthesis: Melanie (hey guys! I'm Melanie) This means talking in the confessional. You know when they are on the green screen discussing what happened on the show. That's what I meant.

if it is in italics then that means it is showing what is happening on TV.

If it is in normal font then that means it is happening in real time, right now. Hope that helps.

Chapter Summary: Melanie stars in the first season of Total Divas and prepares for Wrestlemania while befriending the new girls, Jojo and Eva Marie

Words: 3,000+

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'10 days before WrestleMania, Tampa, FL'

Melanie walks into the gym, wearing gray sweatpants, sneakers, a sports bra, and a gray hoodie with her gym bag over her shoulder.

Melanie (Hey guys! I'm Melanie Laurer, better known as the violent and wild Morgan Lopez. I'm more nicer than my character and am sometimes laid back. But when I bite my tongue for too long, I keep it real. When it comes to being a WWE diva, all I want to do is entertain you. That's it, no being jealous of anyone being in the spotlight, like, I will find a way to entertain you. If I gotta get put through a table for entertainment, haha, then I will do it)

"There she is," Jon greeted with a grin, wearing shorts. Melanie laughed and hugged him.

Melanie (Ever since I started the storyline with The Shield, we all got to hang out more, so it was a win win situation. We all go way back. Especially Jon and I. Way, way back.)

"How was Philly and your flight?" Colby asked

"Not that bad. The fam are coming to support me. So, I have to manage Randy's team and have a match. Stress..." Melanie sighed, hoping everything goes well. She really wanted to give it her all.

"Yeah, I see some grey hairs." Colby pointed out.

"You fucking serious!?" Melanie exclaimed as she looked at her hair in the mirror.

Colby laughed. "Nah. Just fucking with you."

Melanie hit him on the shoulder. "Jerk..."

Joe walked over to the gang with a water bottle. "Hey Mel."

"Joe!" Melanie happily yelled and ran to hug him.

Melanie (Joe is...like my teddy bear. He's super sweet. Colby is the guy who always likes to have a good laugh with me and mess with me. And Jon is my best friend. We helped each other out in the ring, practiced our storyline, talked about our memories in the indies, and we really got closer. I am grateful for my boys. They are the best.)

"Hey! I didn't get a hug!" Colby playfully pouted.

"You have to earn one." Melanie pointed

"Bull, come here." Colby gave her a bear hug as she laughed

Melanie (When I met the three of them, we all clicked. We've known each other for years and to do this storyline and stuff, it's so fun. I did...a lot of damage to The Shield. But I liked it because it was a challenge to be able to act out a very violent, feisty, personality like Morgan so it took me a while to adjust to the character. I hope I'm doing a good job. If it wasn't for the fans, I wouldn't be here today. Right now, I cannot wait for WrestleMania. I have to manage Randy Orton's team to decide my fate at WrestleMania and I go up against Alicia Fox. It's going to be off the chain!)

"Can we practice the pose? How do you do it?" Melanie asked.

"You stick your fist out like this," Jon demonstrated

"Cool, but I'll be doing it my own way."

"Already being a rebel," Joe said with a low chuckle.

"See?" She looked for approval as she had her fist up in the air and looked up.

"You know, I like it." Jon nodded.

"Yeah." Joe agreed

Colby nodded. "Awesome."

Melanie (I haven't been in divas matches in a while so I can prepare for WrestleMania. I have been training a lot. I can't wait for my first match at the PPV. This is going to be awesome.)

After their workout, Colby tried to hug Melanie while he was sweaty. "Who wants a hug?"

"Ew, get away!" Melanie exclaimed and he chased her around the gym with Jon and Joe laughing.

"Fine, I'll take your grapes in your bag," Colby said and went through her gym bag.

"No! Not my grapes!" Melanie yelled but Colby grabbed a handful and started eating some. "Colby! You jerk!" she threw a water bottle at him but he ducked and it hit Jon in the face.

"Wow!" Colby laughed out loud with Joe.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" Melanie covered her mouth, looking shocked while Jon playfully glared at her.

'7 days till WrestleMania, Newark, NJ'

Melanie walks in to see Jane (Head of talent relations) and Mark talking to Nattie.

Melanie (So I get a call from Jane about some new girls that we're getting. New girls, huh? Interesting.)

"Hi, is this a bad time?" Melanie asked.

"Oh no, I'm glad you're here." Jane greeted.

Nattie smiled and hugged her. "Melanie!"

"Hey Nattie!"

Nattie (Melanie is one of the sweetest, most down-to-earth women I know. Completely different from her in-ring character. She really has potential in the WWE and I am looking forward to watching her match to prove it at WrestleMania.)

"So there are two new girls coming here. Nattie will be showing them around." Jane informed

"Awesome." Melanie said with a grin.

"You seem excited."

"Yeah, I actually wouldn't mind showing them around too if that would be okay."

"You want to show them around with Nattie?"

"Why not? Nice to know new people. Well, if you're okay with it."

Melanie (Sometimes I can have a bad habit of putting myself into situations without people's say in it. I should stop that...but hey, it'll be cool to help them out, why not?)

Jane chuckled. "It's alright. You can show them around too."

Melanie (When I looked into Nattie's eyes, all I see is pain and disappointment.)

"Are you okay?" Melanie asked her.

"I um, won't be wrestling in a match at WrestleMania." Nattie revealed with a frown.

"Oh man..."

"There will be two divas matches. You and Alicia Fox, to prove you should stay here, and the Bellas..." Jane began.

Melanie (Well, once I heard the Bellas I was like, go figure.)

"...with Cody and Damien against The Funkadactyls, Brodus and Tensai." Jane continued

Melanie (I'm glad Trinity and Ariane have a match. They really deserve it.)

"Mark." Brie greeted, walking over to them.

"There she is." Mark smiled and gave her a hug.

Brie (Oh look...it's Melanie...icing on the cake...)

"Hey!" Melanie greeted politely

"Melanie, hi. Nattie." Brie greeted with a fake smile.

"Brie," Nattie said with a smile.

Melanie (Yeah the vibes are weird. I know her and sister don't like me. But I don't care, I'm going to keep it cordial)

"We're getting new girls," Melanie announced with excitement.

"Really?" Brie raised a brow.

"Yeah. So I heard you will have a WrestleMania match."

"Yeah, I'm so excited."

Brie (Newbies...first we got to deal with Melanie who is a high rising diva because she feuds with The Shield and is among the top superstars to go against them and now we have to deal with two more? Newbies are not divas, they're trying to be.)

JoJo and Eva Marie arrive. "Hi!" They both excitedly greet with a smile.

"You're JoJo and Eva Marie, the new girls right?" Mark asked.

"Yes." JoJo responded.

Eva Marie (When we meet Jane, I'm already freaking out. Like, this is a dream)

While JoJo and Eva Marie talk to Jane, Nattie and Melanie sit down.

"I really want to be in a storyline with you one day. Maybe I could be a heel and you a face or something. I just really do wish that you had a match." Melanie told Nattie.

"Melanie, this match is for you to prove that you should be here. There's always next year. But you earned your match. It's just unfair how the Bellas get to be the center of attention and be on all these shows. That is what I'm upset about." Nattie frowned.

"Yeah, I kind of agree."

Jane walked up to them with Brie, and the new girls. "Come meet the new girls."

Brie and Nattie introduce themselves.

"Hi, I'm Melanie!"

"Hi, I'm Eva Marie."

JoJo smiled. "I'm JoJo."

JoJo (There is something about Melanie that just made me feel back at home and just reminded me that everything is okay. I can see her as a sister figure to me.)

"Nattie will be your guide along with Melanie who will keep a lookout for you." Jane informed them.

"So excited. Like, if you guys need anything, we're here for you. Like if you have hair problems or a midlife crisis." Nattie added.

"I'm glad you said that. Eva here will be a blond." Jane announced

"I think you look nice like that. I mean, there's only room for one blond." Nattie said as everyone laughed. "I'm just kidding."

Nattie (WWE wants the divas to stand out. Eva can't have brown hair because she'll look like a Bella twin. But Hello! Heh, heh, Natalya's blond. I'm right here, you have a blond girl already.)

Melanie (Whoa, whoa, whoa, what? Blond? What the heck? I'm sorry but I can't imagine her as a blond. I would do a hair color that will really make her stand out and look different. Do blue or purple or something. Make her really stand out instead of it always being a blonde, brunette or a raven-colored diva)

"What do you think about that?" Melanie asked.

"Freaking out." Eva Marie replied

"Welcome to WWE." Brie replied as everyone chuckled.

'5 days till WrestleMania, WrestleMania Dress Rehearsal'

Melanie (I have been working on a nice entrance for WrestleMania, in honor of my cousin Chyna. So, I got permission and everything is going well)

Melanie walked backstage in her WrestleMania ring attire with The Shield.

"So can somebody drag or carry me out the ring? When The Shield win the match? And I can try to struggle and stuff?" Melanie thought of some ideas for the match.

"Dibs." Jon raised his hand with a grin.

"I'm not surprised."

"This is going to be funny at WrestleMania." Colby said as Melanie and The Shield agreed.

All of a sudden, they see Vincent (Ariane's boyfriend) getting angry.

"I'll talk to his ass. Fuck this job. He shouldn't talk to you like that. I'll kick his ass. I'll go to the locker room right now and fuck his ass up." Vincent exclaimed angrily

Trinity (Me and Ariane are like in a marriage. If something happens to her, it happens to me. You can get fired over stuff like this.)

"I don't care who you are. You can be the President of The United States. I don't give a fuck." Vincent went on.

"I'm just gonna get dressed," Ariane said and walked away, upset.

Jon (Jimmy Uso) said to Vincent, "You're not going to do anything."

"No, I'm gonna fuck his ass up." Vincent huffedd

"No, just try to relax. Just step outside and go." Nattie replied, trying to calm him down.

Nattie (Luckily I was able to calm him down and prevent him from getting his ass kicked.)

"I hope everything is okay," Melanie murmured.

"They'll handle it." Colby patted her on the shoulder.

Melanie (I'm just going to mind my business and hope that everything will get settled.)

'2 days till WrestleMania'

Jon, wearing jeans, a shirt and a cap meets Melanie in her hotel room.

"Knock knock." Jon announced, opening the door.

"Hey." Melanie greeted with a grin and hugged him.

"You looked stressed."

"Why is everyone saying that? I'm all right."

"It's WrestleMania. You're not all right." Jon let out a laugh. Melanie stuck her tongue out at him and sat down on her bed. "So what are your plans tonight?"

"Well, I'm going to the Sandy Relief Party. Wanna come with me?"

"Oh boy..."

Melanie laughed. "I have no problem dragging you there. Come on. And plus, you can help me pick out a dress."

"Mel, you're going to be the death of me. I'll be with the boys tonight, was wondering if you wanted to hang with us. But since you'll be at the party, maybe next time."

"You know who I want you to be for Halloween?"

"What?"

"A wild guess."

"The Joker?"

"Yes! That'll be awesome. Have the makeup and stuff."

"How did our conversation change from the party to Halloween? You're goofy."

Melanie hit him with a pillow. "I am not."

Melanie (You know, ever since me and Jon started to work together in the WWE, we've gotten closer and our friendship has gotten even more random. Haha. We sometimes talk in random conversations and say random words. This started a few years ago actually)

"Bananas." Jon said.

"Grapes!"

"Sweet."

"Sour!"

"Why are you yelling?"

"I'm not yelling!"

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes-" Jon began but got attacked multiple times by Melanie's pillow. Jon laughed and started to tickle her as Melanie laughed.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Melanie exclaimed.

'WWE Sandy Relief Party'

Melanie wears a nice black dress and has her hair up into a bun with hair on the side. She gets out of the limo and sees white flashes as people take pictures.

"Wow." Melanie looked around in amazement.

Melanie (This is my first red carpet. So it was really cool.)

"Morgan! Morgan! Over here!" Paparazzi yelled as she smiled and waved

"Hey!" Melanie said and then walked in as she saw Eva Marie and JoJo. "Hey guys! I love your hair." She hugged them.

Melanie (Eva Marie's hair looks awesome. She really stands out. Red suits her really well.)

"Jane was okay with it?" Melanie asked.

"Yeah, but she gave me a warning," Eva replied.

"It looks really good." The Bellas come by.

"Wow." Brie said.

Nikki (I thought Eva Marie was supposed to be this blond bombshell.)

Later on, Melanie gets ready to go out to the red carpet but Jon walks up to her in dress clothes. Melanie laughed and clapped her hands. "You have got to be kidding me! Why is it that you like to surprise me and prank me?"

Jon laughed and hugged her. "Couldn't resist." They walk to the red carpet.

Melanie (I feel bad for Nattie and how she has to work. I thought Renee Young was supposed to do this.)

Nattie (It sucks working while the divas have fun. Once again, I'm on the sidelines looking in.)

After taking photos with some divas, Melanie takes some photos with Jon which sparked interest in the crowd and then they all go inside.

Let the dating rumors begin.

"We are here with Dean Ambrose and Morgan Lopez, how are you two?" The interviewer asked

"We're loving every second of it, it's just so awesome to be here," Melanie replied with a smile.

"Yeah, supporting charities, it's been a hectic week so far," Jon added.

"So are you two dating or whatnot?" The interviewer asked abruptly.

"Um..." Jon and Melanie look at each other.

Melanie (I dunno, something about that question made me think more about Jon. It's like...when people ask you questions about if you're dating your best friend, it sometimes gives you thoughts in your head.)

"You'll find out pretty soon," Jon smirked and put his arm around Melanie's shoulders.

Melanie (Huh?)

"Interesting. Well, enjoy your night, thank you for your time."

"What was that about?" Melanie asked as Jon shrugged. "I'm gonna go hang with the new girls for a few, you cool?"

"Yeah, Colby and Joe are here, I'll be fine."

"Okay," Melanie said and walked over to the new girls. "How do you like it so far?"

"It's my first red carpet." Eva Marie happily said.

"It's my first too. Isn't it awesome?"

"Yeah." Eva Marie replied as they all laughed.

Meanwhile, Steve Tisch, the owner of the NY Giants, talked with the Bellas.

"You see the three newbies over there?" Nikki asked.

"Well, two of them." Brie corrected

"Actually it's the three of them." Nikki pointed to Melanie as well. "Look how comfortable they are."

Nikki (We need to get our intimidation on. We are veterans)

Melanie walked over to Jon, Colby and Joe to hang out with them. Eva Marie and JoJo were taking pictures with one of the celebrities but then Nikki came over.

"I don't mean to be a photo bomb but I need some more champagne." Nikki gave a glass to Eva. "Oh, and Brie needs a glass too. She's really thirsty."

Melanie (Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. I'm not going to just sit here and let you do this. Are you kidding me right now? No one is your maid, get your own freaking drink. Seriously? Who does that?)

Eva Marie (Are you kidding me right now? Like bitch, please.)

Eva Marie and JoJo come back with the Bella's drinks. "Wait a minute," Nikki said as she took some photos with Brie.

Melanie walked over to the Bellas. "That was uncalled for." She said with disapproval while Nikki shrugged and smiled. "No for real, grow up,"

Eva Marie (That will only happen one time. One.)

Melanie (Shit like that makes my blood boil...)

JoJo and Eva give them their drinks. "Thank you!" Nikki replied.

"So much!" Brie added

Melanie (Jeez, it's like they are full of themselves because they are dating big time superstars and think they have power over the divas division. It's corny. They need to cut it out)

Melanie walked with the new girls. "Don't let them walk all over you just because you're new. And JoJo, don't let them manipulate you because you're young. I'm here for you girls."

Eva Marie and JoJo thanked her and hugged her. "That will only happen one time though." Eva Marie declared as Melanie noddded

'1 day before WrestleMania'

Melanie (Well, after I got done talking to the Technical producer, he said there was a problem with the bazooka gun. So there's a chance I might not do the entrance I want to do. I'm worried and have my fingers crossed that everything will be okay. I really just want to rock this entrance.)

'WrestleMania day'

Melanie (Today is the biggest day of my life! It's WrestleMania! Everything is alright with the match with The Shield, but I still have to see if the firework gun is working. I hope they'll still let me use it.)

Melanie is backstage with the technical producer. "The bazooka had some kinks in it but it's fixed now and you'll be using it for your entrance."

"Yes!" Melanie shouted happily. "Thank you so much!"

Melanie (We are in business baby!!)

'Later'

Melanie has her casual attire on as WrestleMania starts.

Nattie (We get to see Melanie in action.)

"You think she's nervous?" Eva Marie asked as she watched the TV with the others.

'In The Ring'

The Shield go to ringside and get together as they look at Randy and his team. Dean stares at Morgan and smirks. He blows her a kiss and Morgan starts to have a worried look on her face and looks away from him.

"Oh wowwww, he blew her a kiss!" Jojo exclaimed.

"That's hot." Eva Marie grinned

"Who do think is going to win?" JoJo asked.

"I'm rooting for Orton." Nattie said

"The Shield." Eva Marie replied with a grin.

"Spear by Reigns!" Cole exclaimed as Ambrose covered Orton.

"I think he has it," JBL said.

"1! 2!" The ref began.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" King exclaims.

"3!" The ref said as Morgan screamed "No!"

"Here are your winners! The Shield!" Lilian announced.

"Oh my gosh!" Eva Marie exclaims. "Awesome!"

"Oh no, they won." JoJo says.

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'Moments later'

Melanie goes to meet up with the new girls. "That was an adrenaline rush. Over 80,000 people. It's crazy." She said with a grin and hugged Nattie.

Melanie (My night isn't over yet, I still have a match.)

She puts on her ring attire. She goes to sit on one of the storage boxes and listens to music to calm herself down.

Melanie (I'm shaking, my body has butterflies all over. I'm so nervous...)

"Melanie is up next!" Nattie announced with a grin.

Morgan's theme comes on and the crowd screams

"Do you hear how loudly the fans are cheering?" JoJo asked in amazement.

"That's insane." Eva looked impressed.

Morgan walks out with a bazooka gun just like Chyna and looks at the crowd with a smirk. She shoots it as the crowd goes wild.

Nikki (That entrance was too explosive for a WWE diva. Period.)

Alicia picks Morgan up and throws her to the turnbuckle. She walks over and picks her up onto the top and then prepares for a suplex.

"Oh no no no!" Eva Marie exclaimed and looked away as Alicia hits Morgan with a suplex.

"I hope she's okay." JoJo looked on with worry.

"She is. She's been through worse. She got triple powerbombed by The Shield once." Nattie mentioned.

"What!?" JoJo yelled while Nattie nodded in response.

Morgan starts to fight back and gain momentum. She kicks Alicia and runs to the ropes to do a hurricanrana but Alicia counters with a powerbomb as the crowd yells 'Oh!' Morgan holds her head.

"Oh my god, she looks really hurt." Nattie said with worry.

"I hope she's okay. She did take a hard fall." Eva Marie looked on.

Morgan sits on her back as she is lying face down on the mat. She grabs hold of Alicia's wrists and crosses her arms under her chin and pulls back on her arms to cause pressure, like a straight jacket as she yells a long and loud battle cry.

"What kind of submission is this?!" King exclaimed.

"Oh my god, that looks so awesome!" JoJo cheered.

"Wow." Eva Marie said in amazement.

"That submission looks painful, I would never want that on me." Nikki shook her head.

"Do you submit!?" The ref asks.

"Yes!" Alicia choked out and the ref signaled to ring the bell.

After Melanie's match, she walks backstage to get hugged by Nattie, Eva Marie and JoJo. Melanie laughed as she had tears of joy in her eyes.

"Congrats on the match! You did so good!" JoJo said with a smile.

"Thanks guys." Melanie sniffed

"Aw, come here." Nattie pulled her in for another hug

Melanie (I have never felt so electrified besides going to a wrestling event to watch The Rock in action. I can't believe that I just had my match. My body is aching but it was all worth the pain.)

Melanie hung out with Nattie and the new girls. "The Bellas are up! The Bellas are up!" Nattie exclaimed as Undertaker's match ended.

"Awesome!" Melanie cheered. "I can't wait to see Trin and Ariane!"

Melanie (I really can't wait to see them all in action. I'm curious to see who will win.)

All of a sudden, Cena's theme comes on. "What?" Melanie asked in confusion.

Nattie (I know something's not right here because all of a sudden, I see John Cena out in the ring. The girls were supposed to be before this match.)

"Weren't they supposed to be up before this?" Melanie asked.

"Yeah. Let's see what's going on." Nattie said and they walked to where the Bellas were.

"What happened? You guys should be up." Melanie said.

"When are you coming out?" Nattie asked.

"Uh, never," Ariane replied in disappointment.

"We got cut." The Bellas, Trinity and Ariane say in a disappointed tone.

"Why?" Melanie asked.

"The match before us went way over." Nikki replied as Melanie, Nattie and the new girls looked shocked.

Nikki (This was supposed to be me and Brie's first WrestleMania match. For it to be taken away like that, it hurts. And it sucks that Melanie gets to have a match and she hasn't even been here for a year.)

"I feel like if I show any emotion, I'm going to flip." Nikki huffed.

"I'm so sorry you guys," Nattie frowned.

"I gotta take a second." Trinity said and walked out. Ariane and Melanie walk after her to hug her.

Nattie (I'm just glad we had at least one divas match.)

"Are you okay...?" Melanie asked.

"Just so...disappointed." Trinity sniffed as they walked into the diva's locker room. "I only have a couple more years here. I want kids and stuff. Four more years, I'm gonna be 30. Am I still gonna be chasing for WrestleMania?"

"Yeah, we're gonna get to Mania." Ariane said as they all laugh

"We'll try again next year. Phew, I need a drink or two."

"Drinks are on me tonight," Melanie suggested with a grin.

#forced to believe #total divas #the shield 4th member #dean ambrose x oc

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paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 · 1 year ago

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That was pretty quick lol I got some more if that’s ok?

1: if there was a starburst comic/cartoon/manga, how would you write it? Do two volumes for both kids separately showing their origins & before they meet and then bring them together in like the third volume/chapter?

2: since you mention they like to wrestle, what’s their favorite wrestling move; also to perform on goons?

3: what’s the power level gap between mar’i & Jake? Since both are probably already in the puberty stage, I can see Jake being a little bit more powerful due to the fact boys are stronger than girls with our bone density & stuff. (Unless tamaranians are build different lol)

4: even though they don’t kill due to being heroes, if they were in mortal kombat, what fatalities would you give to the boys? I can see Chris summoning the Nightwing entity and have the dragon eat the upper half of the opponent similar to liu kangs dragon fatality.

5: silly question :p you mention earlier that Chris gets powerful when the moon is out, does he get powerful when he looks at someone’s bare butt? Get it full moon XD I can see Jake or Conner making that type of joke & making Chris laugh.

Bring it all on my friend @gothicghost2000 XD. I got plenty of imagination to o come around

1. I think that’s an ideal approach enough though if we take into account that first issues/volumes of any comic are meant to entice the reader into the actual team themselves, I’d do their respective origins on one or two pages each of that volume, with narration from Chris and Jake themselves to help give the reader their points of view before then cutting to the present day for their first adventure shown in the pages.

2. Chris Kent by his the nature of powers is an absolute powerhouse and despite having some acrobatic moments, has a fighting style that reflects that. Hence his wrestling finisher of choice and one of his go to finishers against crooks and goons would be the Jackhammer Slam, a suplex which he carries his opponent on one arm up high before then slamming them on the ground back first. Best demonstrated by real life pro wrestler, Bill Goldberg

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Now as for Jake, being more nimble and flexible, his preferred wrestling finisher of choice would be the Diamond Cutter aka the RKO. Here, he’d have a well placed headlock with his hands on the back of his opponent’s head, then slide forward onto his back, slamming the opponent face first onto the ground. Part of its charm for Jake is that he can strike with that move out of nowhere and anywhere, his stealthiness being utilized to great potential. Pioneered by wrestler Diamond Dallas Page and refined by Randy Keith Orton

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When the play wrestle and spar in some of their free time, the Duo would also perform these moves albeit dialing back the intensity to sure they don’t hurt each other for real

3.I’d say Mar’i by a very thin margin has a little bit more power than her baby brother only though since she’s about to enter puberty (or as the Tamaraneans dub it ‘Gradual Transition into the Transformation’) while Jake has about two to three years to go before he can do so as well. That being said, other than that small margin, the Grayson siblings are somewhat even in terms of combat prowess and ability

4. Oh yes, Chris would do that for a MK fatality while for Jake, his would be charging up an esrcima with a starbolt, ramming the taster tip of it onto his opponent’s chest, unleashing it’s full blast, frying the guy but truly finishing them off with another supercharged escrima starbolt on the back to compliment the front one, finally causing the unfortunate opponent to explode in a blue blast of electricity and fire, leaving behind only a lower body with its top charred to a crisp

5. As hilarious it sounds, naturally Chris won’t be gaining a charge up of his powers via someone’s rear end anytime soon lol. And yes, his brothers and best friend would tease him about it but he’d take it in good fun. He’d probably quip that if those ‘full moons’ did count, they’re be a lot more werewolves during the nighttime hours of the city since that’s what Mom Lois told him about when he’s curious about what are ‘Adult Clubs’ all about.

#chris kent #jake grayson #starburst duo #mari grayson #pro wrestling #wwe #bill goldberg #diamond dallas page #randy orton #mortal kombat #sfw

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unlikelywrestlingfan · 2 years ago

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My Tags: WWE - Main Roster

Liveblog Tags:

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Candice LeRae: tbd

Cody Rhodes: #codymania

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Indi Hartwell: #johnny and candice's bimbo daughter

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Kevin Owens: #fight owens fight

Kofi Kingston: #uncle kofi

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Sami Zayn: #the elder statesman of smackdown

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AJ Styles: #uncle aj

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6rookie-writer0110 · 1 year ago

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Bottom twink reader who dresses in slutty clothes and is a WWE fan wins a contest where he can be trained by several superstars at the Performance Center. John Cena, Randy Orton, Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins, Cody Rhodes and Dolph Ziggler are waiting there shirtless and sweaty, ready to start but they didn't expect the winner to be a pretty young boy with little clothes, so after teasing him for a while and make him adore their perfect bodies, they fucked him rough in the ring, sometimes even using the ropes to tie him up and fuck his throat or elevate him in one of the corners to eat his ass and spank him hard, but in general they fucked him all over the ring. He loves kissing their abs and sucking their big cocks.

By the way, the year this happens is 2013. I think they all looked so sexy that year.

Ok I will write it 👍

#requested

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hms-tardimpala · 5 months ago

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Catching up on Smackdown (13/9/24)

I liked the steel cage match, it was a big effort from Solo and Cody and although it was obvious Solo would lose, it still made him look good. I like the dynamic between Solo and Jacob, like, he bodily drags his boss out of danger and he's so devoted. I don't look forward to the betrayal.

How Randy Orton patted Grayson Waller's belly like "good boy"????!!

I'm not into most of the Smackdown roster, but Nia Jax', Tiffany Stratton' and the Pretty Deadly's shenanigans are fun

Nick Aldis looked straight into the camera and through my soul wtf

Wow what did Andrade just do with his legs. He uses them like tongs! Damn Carmelo Hayes and Andrade are good.

Okay, Roman Reigns and Cody Rhodes, okay. I can get invested in that (on the side of Solo and Jacob, for now). I heard my first Roman promo, which was okay. Let's see.

#smackdown #wrestling #13-9-24 #I'm trying to figure out tags to navigate my wrestling posts better. I think I'll drop the “wrestling” tag once I have a comprehensive set

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randyortonhunk · 6 years ago

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Pretty Boy!

#randy orton pretty boy #randy orton #randy orton sexy #randy orton young #randy orton sexiest man alive #randy orton sexy af #hottest men alive #hottest wwe superstars #hottest male wrestlers

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cuddlycorey · 7 years ago

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"...You lookin', pretty boy? It's all for you, that's right..." @SamiZayn before his match on #WWEClash *swoon*

#sami zayn #sami #zayn #wwe #wweclash #clash of champions #pretty boy #hot #wrestling #ppv #kevin owens #shane mcmahon #daniel bryan #randy orton #shinsuke nakamura #cuddly #corey #cuddlycorey

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wwenhlimagines · 2 years ago

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Hey can you do and imagine of hook and yn Orton (the vipers sister) and add smut plz

The Viper's Sister - Hook

Warning: Smut will be in part 2, but things get a little steamy in this part.

"Hey Y/N! How do you like it here? I know it must be weird to be away from Randy."

I turn around seeing Taz walking towards me and his son Hook following him. "Hey Taz, it is definitely a change that I am adjusting to, but it is nice to know he can't always poke his nose in my business. Don't get me wrong I love my brother, but I couldn't talk to a guy without him questioning me about it."

Hook looked up from his phone and let his eyes run over your body shamelessly before his dad hits him upside his head. "Keep it in your pants son. Don't scare her away already." I smirk as he shrugs and walks away leaving me with Taz. "I'm so sorry about my son, he may be the handsome devil in the ring, but he's clueless when it comes to women." We talked for a bit more until he had to get ready for commentary and I went to catering to get a snack.

When I get to catering, I sit down at a table and eat as I scroll through my phone until I see someone sit down next to me. I look him to see Hook leaning back in the chair with his arms crossed over his chest. "I hope my dad didn't bore you too much earlier." He watched intently as I set my phone down and turned my attention to him.

"Your dad is great to talk to he knows so much about this business. Plus, I'm used to that with Randy since I am so much younger than him." I watched him nod his head as he uncrossed his arms and leaned forward.

"I know he thinks I'm clueless when it comes to the ladies, but trust me I know what I like and right now I'm looking at it." I almost choked on the water I was sipping as I tried to stop myself from laughing.

"Really? I think your pops might be onto something. You need to work on your game if you plan on landing a hot piece of ass like me." I stood up and walked away swaying my hips a bit more than normal as he bites his lip and watches me walk away.

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The following week, I saw Hook trying to work up the courage to talk to me again, but he seemed to be unsure of himself. I started to feel bad as I might have broken his confidence, but I'm sure he can man up and make a move if he really wants me. Danhausen points towards me as they talk in the corner and Hook tries to look unbothered and Danhausen waves me over.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite devil and demon together in one place. What have you boys been talking about?" Danhausen tries to speak up, but Hook puts his hand on his chest and lightly pushes him back.

"We were just discussing your brother and how he would try to RKO me if he knew what I said last week." I try to refrain from showing emotion as Randy's protectiveness is one of the reasons I wanted to come to AEW.

"He probably would, but I'm a grown ass woman and I can stand up for myself and make my own decisions. My love life does not concern him." Hook's eyebrows perk up and he chuckles lightly before walking closer to me and backing me into the wall as Danhausen retreats to the locker room.

"I never said anything about love. Maybe you are the one getting ahead of yourself." I gulped as I looked up into his eyes seeing them full of lust.

Before I could even respond, he pressed his hips into mine and started leaving feather light kisses along my jawline. "Hook, we can't."

I could feel him smirk against my earlobe before he whispered in my ear. "What the Viper's sister is scared of getting caught?"

I groan as he slowly starts to grind his hips into mine. "Not scared, just don't want to get fired for fucking on the job."

He starts to suck the spot right under my ear as he wraps one of my legs around his hips opening me up for him. "Your body says otherwise. You seem pretty tense and I am very willing to help you relax."

I groan before I hear my name being called in the distance. "Shit, my match. Meet me back here after the show and we can finish this."

Hook smirks and smacks my ass as I jog away to go fight Anna Jay. I beat her in a few minutes, but she keeps giving me a strange look. When I pinned her she whispered to me, "What's on your neck?"

I shook my head ignoring her expecting her to just be playing mind games, but once I got backstage Danhausen came up to me and pointed to my neck. "Oh no, Y/Nhausen was bitten by a vampire!"

I went over to the Glam Squad and saw a hickey forming on my neck. I tried to stay calm, but I saw his backpack and knew he couldn't be far. "Hook! Get your ass over here."

He smirked as he sauntered over to me and ran his thumb over the hickey. "Y/N, what did you do?"

I grabbed his hoodie and pulled him down to be face to face with me. "Get your shit and pull your car around. We aren't waiting anymore." He smiles and walks off as I go back to the locker room to find my phone ringing.

I groan as I answer my brother:

"Hey Randy!"

"Don't hey Randy me right now. I saw the hickey on your neck, you better start explaining."

I huffed "I am a grown woman and I can make my own decisions. If I had known there was a hickey, I would have covered it. My mistake."

"You know how I feel about you leaving and I know I can't control you, but I'm looking out for your image. I don't want people to start calling your trashy because you have hickeys."

"I know! It won't happen again, but please just let me have my love life without you threatening to RKO every man I talk to."

He chuckles and sighs "I will try my best. Good match by the way, glad to see you learned some moves from me."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, goodnight Randy."

"Goodnight Y/N"

I hang up the phone and get changed into street clothes before heading out to find Hook in his car. "Get in sweet cheeks!"

I rolled my eyes as I got in the car and looked over at him. "Just drive you handsome devil." He smiled as he drove out of the parking lot heading to the hotel.

Tags: @thesupreme316 @gethooked @730hook @baybay-boom @hooksimp @hookedonhook @louisianalady @hooks-martin @missihart23 @moxleyunstable @plentyoffandoms @daddyslittlevillain @730cssndr @legit9thlunaticwarrior @lclb13

#aew imagine #aew hook #aew hook fic #aew hook imagine #aew hook smut

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aritamargarita · 2 years ago

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GOLDEN || 002

*outstretches arms like randy orton*

hey guys it’s me. back with another banger. but before you read this, i hope you’ve read rated sweethearts by nellie! (and i hope you read the bret hart fanfic by anon!!) if you didn’t, READ THEM NOW OR ELSEEEEE IM TAKING THE CEILINGS OUT YOUR HOUSE‼️

if you did, good! i won’t take your ceilings! the final chapter had me giggling and twirling my hair!! and reading oc inserts are kind of a guilty pleasure, it was a super cute concept!!!!

might actually change my format for chapter to match how my requests look. idk yet. writing for these superstars really gives me a change of pace, i can’t describe the feeling but wwf in the 90′s >>

THE TOUR WITH Shawn Michaels continues. You feel like you’re a bundle of nerves in his presence. What a damn night so far. You hope he couldn’t tell how shaky you were. So much for first impressions, eh?

“Did I ever catch your name?”

No, no he did not. He was so busy with whisking you away from Vince that he didn’t get a second to even stop and ask your name.

“It’s [Name]. Nice to meet you, Shawn, right?”

“Shawn Michaels. You’ve heard of me?” He reaches out his hand and you feel a bit better shaking his. “Wow, you’re cold.”

“Sorry.” You apologize with a smile. It was pretty cold back here, they needed to turn the air conditioning down or something. “Maybe like once or twice, but this is the first time I’ve seen you.”

“You’ll see me more often.” He vaguely responds. Before you can question him, he moves on. “ECW, huh? That’s all I’ve been hearing lately, how extreme they are.” Shawn says, gently guiding you down the hallway. “I take it you fit in that category?”

“Yeah.” You laugh nervously. “I’d say so.”

Shawn was staying oddly close to you for this whole tour. It’s not like you really minded, but you’ve never met this guy before and to put it simply: he was definitely eye candy.

“You don’t look extreme if you ask me.” He gives you a once over again (he really needs to stop doing that…). “Almost like you’re too cute to get in the ring.”

“I could prove you otherwise.” If it’s one thing you didn’t like, it was people implying that there’s no way you could wrestle.

It’s like he takes it as a challenge. “Oh yeah? If you think you can hang with the big boys, then why don’t you show me a hold?”

“Right now??”

“Yup. Right here, right now. I’m waiting.” He says with a smile. And you couldn’t resist, it was almost like his smile could tempt you into doing anything.

Maybe, just maybe, you already had the slightest crush on him. The crazy part was that you just met! But you couldn’t fight the feeling of lightheadedness whenever he even spared you a glance.

So when he asked you so sweetly to just try and put him in a hold, you oblige. You come over and twist his arm, a little bit too hard. “Here’s one—“

“Woah there,” Shawn is taken aback with how quick you started to put him in an armlock. He lets out a strained laugh. “Some strength you’ve got there.”

Made him think for a moment. The women here, aside from Chyna, couldn’t even do a simple armlock.

He didn’t think you were valet potential. You had some wrestling potential and Shawn wasn’t sure how Vince couldn’t see that.

In that moment, he’s come up with a genius idea. Something he hasn’t done in quite a while.

“You want to wrestle, don’t you?”

Those words made you ease your armlock.

“Yeah, why?” You hoped he wouldn’t ask you to sleep with him to get to the top. You’ve already been offered that opportunity countless times and it was insulting to even think you’d go that low. He’s good looking but you wouldn’t let yourself fall that low.

“If you can help me out, I’ll put in a good word to Vinny Mac. My friend’s got a match. I’m sure he’s gonna need some help. You see, he isn’t so fond of you,” Which was somewhat of a lie, his “friend” just didn’t care for you as much. “So he’ll definitely appreciate your help.”

It was a pretty good way to get into the action…but who was this guy that didn’t like you? On one hand, you couldn’t care less. But on the other, you wonder what you could’ve did to get on his bad side.

It’s your first day here and people already don’t like you? This is bad.

“Yeah, yeah sure.” You agree a little too easily. “Who’s your friend?”

“His name is Hunter. He’s the blonde guy. He’s going against this weirdo named Goldust, he’s a walking freakshow. I’m sure him and his valet, Marlena might pull some tricks out their sleeve, so I’m thinking we could bring our own tricks.” He puts a hand on your shoulder. “You’re the perfect person to bring out.”

Goldust and Marlena. Seems easy enough. You could definitely think of a way to distract them long enough for Hunter to secure the win.

“Okay. I’ve got it.” You nod.

He’s pleased you agree. “Great. Listen, I’ll let you in on a little secret. You see any guys with pink parading around backstage, don’t talk to them. They’re nothing but bad news. You should stick around with me and my gang instead. I have a feeling they’ll like you.”

Again, you just nod. There’s something about Shawn Michaels that made your brain go hazy. “Sounds good to me. Should I just come out there?”

“Yeah. Right in the middle of the match. I’ll fill them in on what you’ll do tonight so Chyna won’t try and attack you. She’s like our enforcer. She’s got black hair, so make sure you look out for her.”

You weren’t exactly sure who Chyna was, but you damn sure didn’t want to find out if she was their enforcer. She sounds terrifying. “Your group?”

“Name’s D-Generation X. And we don’t take too kindly to people telling us what to do. They think we’re degenerates. Rebels, delinquents, you name it.” He sounds like he’s bragging, but you’re very interested. “You should consider.”

“I think I will.” You say. D-Generation X, eh? It had a nice ring to it. It’d probably be perfect for you too. You’re an outcast, a misfit from another company.

You feel like you’re ready to introduce them to the true meaning of extreme.

RAW IS WAR // 7:14 PM

You changed clothes again.

You already were wearing something, but the thought of being seen in the public eye had made you excited. You wanted something that would get their attention, something that would scream, ‘[Name] is here’!

So you did just that, finding the best possible outfit to put together. You could hear the crowd behind the curtain. The fact you’d be coming out in about 5 seconds made you a little nervous.

This wasn’t ECW, so you didn’t know how the crowd would react to certain things. You preferred the smaller crowd, even if they were a bit rowdy. Both sides had already been announced, so it was only a matter of time before your cue.

…You probably should go now, actually. The match must’ve been going on for quite a while. Throwing the curtains to the side, you make your way down to the ring.

‘Hooooly hotness!’ Shawn yells from the commentary table. ‘Check out who’s coming down to the ring!’ Vince slowly turns to look at him in annoyance, but before he can even speak up, Shawn keeps going. ‘Looks like she’s on a mission! Hope she’ll come and sit over here with me.’

He really did. You didn’t have to, but he kind of hoped you got tired and took a seat nearby.

You had no clue what he was saying, but you still made your way down. There’s a woman with black hair, so you can only assume it’s Chyna. You took a spot standing next to her. She looks at you momentarily before turning her attention back to the ring.

Hey, she looked nice tonight! You loved the silver jewelry she had dangling from her black top.

“I like your shirt.” You compliment. She says nothing. You figure she didn’t hear you the first time, so you repeat it louder. “I like your shirt!!”

She turns to you in confusion, then realizes that you were the one talking to her. “…Thank you.”

You gave her a small smile. Maybe you were being dramatic. She wasn’t really scary at all, just quiet. You look back up to the match.

Those two were really going at it. The sound of bodies hitting the mat just kept echoing in your ears. Goldust drags Hunter into the corner, hitting him with as many chops as possible. He then pulls him closer and gives him a bulldog.

Goldust tries to pin him, but Hunter kicks out at two. The former lifts him up and irish-whips him to the other side of the ring, but Hunter dramatically falls out of the ring onto the floor.

Marlena walks over to him. This doesn’t look good, you were about to rush over and try to defend him, but Chyna stops you.

The referee was distracted with Hunter and Marlena, so it was the perfect time to capitalize.

“[Name], right?”

You turn over to her. She was going to talk to you?! Sweet! You eagerly nod and she looks down to your feet.

“Lift up your leg.” She ordered. A strange request, but you follow through nonetheless. She grabs onto your ankle and removes your shoe.

JR makes note of this on commentary. ‘It looks like Chyna is grabbing this young ladies shoe!’

Vince can only shake his head. ‘Shawn, maybe you should get your minions under control.’

‘Cry harder about it!’ He fired back. ‘We’re just evening out the odds!’

“Hey!” You complain. “What’re you doing?!“

“I’ll give it back!” She yelled, sliding into the ring. Using your fancy shoe, she slams it into Goldust’s temple. And instead of giving it back to you like she promised, she launches it into the crowd.

“MY SHOE!!” You scream. No way she just did that! To top it all off, she got rid of the evidence?! She could’ve slid it back! Now you had one shoe on and one shoe off. You’re shoeless. Kind of.

‘Oh, the humanity!’ Shawn dramatically says.

Hunter gets back into the ring, a grin on his face. He gave crotch-chop just to rub it in, but then picks Goldust up to give him a Pedigree.

You still couldn’t believe Chyna threw your shoe into the crowd. She comes over to you.

“I didn’t want the referee to see the shoe,” She explained. “Don’t be mad. I’ll make it up to you.”

You sure hope so. You’d drag her to shoe shops left and right if you had to.

With one easy count of three, it was over just like that. Marlena was pissed. She comes over to your side and points at your foot. “That was your shoe, wasn’t it?!”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t the one that threw it!” You hold your hands up in defense. Even though Chyna got rid of your shoe, you weren’t going to throw her under the bus like that.

“Yes, you did!” She accused, pointing a finger at you. “There’s no other person it could’ve been! You definitely didn’t just walk out here with one shoe on.” Marlena was getting awfully close. Was she going to attack??

“Maybe I did! You don’t know that.” So you get closer as well. If she tried to hit you, you were definitely going to fight back.

“It’s obvious!”

Another voice came from behind you. “Ladies, ladies!” Shawn grabs your attention for one second and Marlena tries to use this to her advantage, grabbing your hair.

What the fuck? You try and scratch at her arm so she can let you go. When that didn’t work, you rear your arm back to try and hit her.

Almost. Someone was pulled you off.

Marlena lets go of you because she was pulled back by the referee and you try to claw at her. The culprit pulling you back was Shawn, so you try to wriggle out of his grasp to get at her. He had enough of you trying to get away, so he opts to hoist you up and over his shoulder.

“Can’t behave for one second, can you?” He teases. “I wonder if all ECW girls are like this..”

You couldn’t even respond because of how heated you were. Marlena’s going to get what’s coming to her soon. As soon as Shawn let you go. As sooooon as you hit backstage.

Little did you know, he definitely wasn’t letting you go as Hunter, Chyna, and some other man in a suit was following you two up the ramp.

Tonight isn’t starting out so well….

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sleepy-achilles · 1 year ago

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This is what I like to call a fight between Ministry and John and lil Leon getting between it.

And then a grown up version with Taker instead of Ministry, but it reminds John of those times.

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John stares as this man growls at him. A man wearing his step father's face. A face taken over by rage and anger.

"What did you say boy?" The demon growls getting into youths face. "You ain't him." John snaps. "Ain't him huh? Is that what you think." Ministry pushes into John's space. John doesn't back down. "Enough!" Leon barks. "You just wait until uncle kane is back." John snarls causing the other to laugh. "And a shame you won't be here to see it" Ministry smirks going to grab John.

Leon grabs the man and forces them apart.

"Enough! Please!" Leon yells, keeping himself between them.

Leon, still a teenager, hasn't hit his growth spurt yet. He will grow to be taller than John, but right now? Right now he's the shortest in this situation.

His back is pressed to John as a warning to stay back. His jaw is clenched, his eyes set on the demon in anger.

Ministry chuckles. "Your lucky I need you alive." Ministry tells him. "Yeah. Lucky me." Leon grumbles.

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John was getting older. He..he was wanting to settle down.

But then he thinks about his childhood. The things he saw, the things he had to do. And whilst he understands life outside the valley isn't that way, he can't help but think he couldn't be a dad.

He's brought out of his thoughts by Orton dropping onto the bench next to him. "Whats wrong Johnny boy? Still having that mid life crisis?" Randy teases, grabbing pretty much everyone's attention.

Leon, who doesn't straight up gawk, glances at his brother, reading his body language first before looking back at his script.

"Mid life crisis huh? Your the champ, what crisis do you have?" Taker asks teasingly as he sorts his locker out. "Knowing if your going to be a fucked up dad or not is pretty crisis enduring." John bites. Leon fully looks up, shawn also watches them now. Taker pauses, hand tightening on the locker. "And what gives you that evaluation?" Taker asks looking at him.

Whilst Taker and John got on beautifully, it's also the reason their rare fights have the biggest impact on the family. Leon and Taker? They could have a world war over a piece of wood if they wanted too. Shawn and John? They have history, it's tough and traumatic for them both. Means they have access to each others raw spots. Cassie and Leon? They are the babies of the family and Leon is the end of the trauma whilst cassie is the birth of the pure and innocent. They clash a lot about that and one of them, cassie, doesn't understand why Leon can be so angry. Cassie and shawn? Despite what people think, shawn is not a girl dad at all. Taker? He is. But shawn? He's feminine, sure, but that doesn't mean he understands why one girl needs 100 barbies. He grew up in a toxic male dominant household. He thought he'd be perfect to father a girl. He was wrong. They argue about anything and everything. Kinda like sister do, takers words. Cassie and taker? They are the perfect example of princess and girl dad. They mostly argue about basic things like, outfits or people she hangs out with. John and cassie? They argue like all siblings do. Leon and John? They've seen the most together, been through it all, but there's deep routed jealousy and competition in their relationship. Their respect levels are also different. And finally shawn and Leon. Whilst Leon has always and always will be a papas boy, they do still argue. It's always over within a hour and ends with shawn crying and Leon begging him to forgive him. Leon's a sucker for tears.

So? My point? Families argue. But John and taker? They don't just argue, they goto nuclear level war.

"You know damn well what" John growls standing up. Shawn glances at Leon who looks knowingly. Taker fully turns to him. "Normal parents tell kids there's nothing in their closet. They don't hand them a bottle of holy water and a bible! They don't teach their kids Latin and how to perform a exorcism!" John barks. "You lived in the valley, you had to be safe!" Taker snaps as he moves closer. "I was a kid who didn't want to believe the eyes in the shadows were real! I wanted a father who would hold me until I slept and tell me it was all a nightmare! Not start putting hexes on my wall!" John yells in his face.

"Now lis-" "enough!" Leon snaps standing up, not liking the fact they are fighting or the fact the whole lockeroom is hearing their messy childhood. "I mean my own brothers face got fucked up because of your damnd cult!" John scoffs. Taker fills the space by moving. "You know damn well I had nothing to do with that!" "Do I?!" "Enough you two!" Leon yells pushing between them.

Leon, now fully grown and taller than John, but not taker, stands between the two.

His eyes burn into taker with warning, his hand held back to John begging him to stop. His jaw tightened with discomfort.

"If you two have issues to air out take it elsewhere. No one here needs to hear this and I sure as hell don't want to deal with it" Leon growls.

John's eyes widen as he stares at the boys head. When did he get so tall? John remembers a 17 year old Leon, smaller than life, protecting him from the big bad demon in their dad. Now here he is, aged 30, doing it all again.

This time, it's not as scary.

"Right. Right. I'm sorry." Taker sighs. "Me too." John nods. Leon lowers his hands, a confused look mirrors on his and shawns face. "What?" They both ask as John and taker shake hands and walk away.

Of course, John wasn't the only one to remember. Whilst Taker wasn't in charge, he still saw. He saw the fear in his kids eyes. And as he sees Leon pushing his way between them, he's taken back to a darker time and that kills him.

Never again.

(This was literally ended after, 'he still saw.' And well I thought I'd give it a lil bit more to make it seem like it could continue or end. )

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #leon michaels #john cena #no cassie. im sorry #im looking for a cassie based wip

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