#the shining ref is so M W A H

[castelleve]

while im working on these drawing prompts, heres an animatic i found that is so very damicore

[gamergirl929]

Ever Since I Mended Your Robe... (Charlotte Flair x Reader)

Anonymous Request: Could you please do a part 2 of Mending Your Robe (the Charlotte flair imagine) I really enjoyed it

Ever since you’d returned the mended robe to Charlotte, you’d always felt the woman’s green orbs on you, when you’d catch her staring, she’d grin, that dazzling smile accompanied by a wink.

Her dazzling smile made you go weak in the knees every single time you’d seen it, the wink she’d sent you made your cheeks flush bright red.  

Your admiration hadn’t been admiration at all, but a crush, a crush that had grown ten-fold ever since you’d mended the woman’s robe.  

“Hey.”  

You jump, turning your head to find the blonde with the green orbs standing behind you, a robe hanging from her shoulders.  

“H-H-H-Hey.” You stutter, Charlotte’s lips splitting into a wide grin.  

“So, you can steal my robe, but you’re still too shy to talk to me?” She teases and your mouth drops open, opening and closing every few seconds before you snap it shut.  

“I-I-I'm sorry.” You mumble, Charlotte biting her bottom lip as she takes a step towards you, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. She leans closer to your ear and you swallow hard at the feel of her hot breath dancing on your flesh.  

“I’m really grateful you did.” She whispers, her nose bumping your earlobe makes you shudder. “It gave me a reason to talk to you.”  

Abruptly you turn to face her, your nose brushing hers and your eyes wide as you practically jump backwards, Charlotte giggling.  

“I’m going to have a lot of fun with this.” She winks, turning around and marching away, her hips swaying.  

“What’s going to be fun?” You mumble, your cheeks flushing when Charlotte turns around, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as she sends you another wink before disappearing around the corner.  

You shake your head, heart racing.  

“I’m so screwed.”  

                                                            ***

You inhale sharply when Charlotte sneaks up behind you, her hands resting on either side of you, gripping the crate behind you.  

You turn around, eyes wide when you realize how close in proximity the two of you are.  

You clear your throat, face so red it spreads to the tips of your ears.  

“Still so embarrassed.” She whispers, leaning towards your ear, running her nose up your jawline.  

“O-O-Of course I-I am.” You murmur. “You’re re-re-really close.”  

Charlotte chuckles, taking a step closer, your bodies now flush.  

“And now?” She asks, and you swallow hard, the woman turning to nuzzle against your temple.  

“M-Ma-Maybe...”  

“Do you mind?” She asks, her lips moving against your temple.  

“N-N-No.” You mumble, the woman’s lips splitting into a grin.  

“I didn’t think you did.”  

                                                            ***

“I don’t know how I missed this.” Charlotte mumbles as she runs a fingertip up your spine, tracing your tattoo.  

You let out a full body shiver, Charlotte grinning cockily.  

“Every time I touch you, you shiver.” She chuckles, her fingers running up your neck and tangling in the baby hairs there, a soft sigh passing through your parted lips.  

Charlotte smirks, watching as goosebumps spot on your arms.  

“Looks like I found your spot, I’ll have to remember that.”  

Charlotte then swaggers away, leaving you behind completely and utterly flustered.  

                                                            ***

Being cornered by Charlotte had become a common occurrence, one that you can’t say you minded, having the woman so close, the smell of her perfume intoxicating.  

“Almost looks like you’re waiting for me.” Charlotte says as she leans back against the wall beside you, her fingertips brushing your hand that’s hanging between the two of you.  

You blush as she gently caresses your palm before her long fingers slip between yours, giving your hand a squeeze.  

You glance down at your intertwined fingers and you smile, your heart skipping a beat.  

“They kind of fit together, don’t they?” Charlotte whispers and you chuckle, glancing away.  

“M-M-Maybe.” You shrug, Charlotte’s small smile splitting into a grin.  

Charlotte’s thumb delicately strokes the back of your hand and you swallow hard, glancing away bashfully.  

Even as superstars pass, Charlotte’s hand doesn’t leave yours and that makes your heart skip a beat, the blonde staring at your profile with a massive, megawatt smile.  

The hallway is eventually empty, and that’s when Charlotte makes her move, leaning towards you, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek.  

“You’re cute when you blush.”  

Charlotte’s hand leaves yours, the woman grinning as she backs down the hallway, her green orbs shining mischievously as you touch your cheek in disbelief.  

Charlotte sends you a wink before turning and moving out a sight, leaving you behind, frozen as you stare down the hall she’d just been in.  

“She just kissed me.” You mumble, wiggling excitedly, not realizing that Charlotte had seen your little dance, the woman giggling before she sneaks off not to embarrass you further.

                                                            ***

Your eyes double in size, tips of your ears blood red when you see Charlotte making her way towards you, wearing a short black dress topped off by a leather jacket.  

Charlotte giggles when she sees your mouth is quite literally hanging open.  

“W-W-Wow.” You stutter, the blonde grinning.  

“I take it you like the outfit?” She asks, doing a spin and you smirk.  

“Like? I l-love it.”  

You surprise not only Charlotte, but yourself by softly taking her waist and pulling her closer, her heart skipping a beat.  

You realize what you’d just done and your eyes nearly bulge out of your head, shuffling nervously from foot to foot.  

“S-S-Sorry.” You mumble, about to take your hands from her waist, but before you can, Charlotte covers your hands with her own.  

She leans towards your ear and you swallow hard.  

“You can touch me whenever you want Y/N.” She surprises you by pressing a soft kiss to your neck, making you tremble.  

Charlotte grins, kissing your neck again and getting the same reaction.  

“You eventually stop being so shy around me.” She teases and you chuckle.  

“May take a while.” You mumble and Charlotte grins, pulling back, kissing the tip of your nose.  

“I can wait.”  

                                                            ***

In the coming weeks, you’d become bolder, touching Charlotte more, much to the blonde’s delight, even if it was a simple brush of your hand against her waist, or her hand.  

“Hey.” Charlotte winks as she makes her way towards you, a smile tugging the corners of your mouth upwards.  

“Hey.”  

Charlotte grins.  

“Damn, you said hey without stuttering.”  

You shrug, blushing.  

“Still... A-Adjusting.” You mumble and Charlotte grins, ducking down to kiss you on the side of the head.  

You open and close your mouth rapidly, your cheeks flushed red.  

“I’ll see you in a bit.” She winks before taking her leave, leaving you behind with a dopey smile on your face.  

Little do you know someone else also has their eyes on you.  

                                                            ***

The WWE Universe had watched a friendship blossom between the two of you, the confident, cocky charismatic Charlotte Flair and the quiet, high flying, shy Y/N Y/L/N.

Only you and Charlotte knew that more than a friendship had been growing and to the two of you, though, neither of you had made a real move to take that next step in your relationship.  

Charlotte’s out in the ring, her music playing loudly as she outstretches her arms, the WWE Universe cheering and clapping loudly.  

Charlotte is about to speak into the microphone in her hand when the image on the Titantron changes to one of someone running backstage.  

Charlotte’s green orbs widen when she sees you, wincing as Lacey Evan’s smashes a chair into your back.  

Green orbs fill with fury as Charlotte slips out of the ring, the fans cheering as she races backstage in search of you and Lacey.  

She rounds the corner just as Lacey again slams the chair into your red, welt covered back.  

A violent spear is the only thing that stops the Sassy Southern Belle, the spear nearly splitting the woman in half.  

Charlotte’s assault is far from done though, the woman stomping on Lacey until refs and security pulls her off of the downed blonde.  

You meanwhile are still of the floor, being tended to by other refs and the medical staff.  

It’s no surprise to you when Charlotte literally shoves them out of the way to get to you.  

“Y/N, are you okay?” She asks, cupping your cheek and you shift, wincing loudly.  

“We need to get her to the trainer’s room.”  

“Move.” Charlotte growls and everyone does, The Queen’s snarl sending fear though everyone of them.  

“We need to get you to the trainer’s room.” Charlotte whispers and you nod, sitting up slowly with a pained grunt, your jaw clenched.  

Without even a warning Charlotte pulls you into the arms and rushes through the backstage area towards the trainer’s room.  

Charlotte places you on the bed with a sad frown on her face when she sees a red welt forming on your cheek.  

The trainer moves into the room and Charlotte sends him a venomous glare, snarling.  

“WELL!? HELP HER.”  

                                                            ***

Charlotte remained silent as the trainer iced your injuries, bandaging a cut that formed across your back from the assault with a steel chair.

Eventually, you left the arena, still, Charlotte remained silent.  

She’d remained silent the entire way to the hotel and even now, in the elevator on the way up to her and your hotel room, she was silent.  

“Char...” You whisper, the blonde staring forward, her nostrils flaring angrily.  

“Charlotte, please...”  

The elevator dings and Charlotte walks down the hall, her hold on your hand gentle as the two of you slowly make your way towards her hotel room, the blonde unlocking it and letting you inside.  

You limp to the bed, teeth gritted as you take a seat on the edge, the sheets still messy from where Charlotte hadn’t made the bed.  

“Charlotte, please look at me.” You whisper, the blonde’s eyes downcast as she drops to her knees in front of you, she picks her head up and your eyes widen when you see her green orbs full of unshed tears.  

“This is my fault.” She whispers and you shake your head, slipping your arms around her neck and pulling her close, forgoing your shyness in favor of comforting the woman.  

“It’s not your fault, I promise it’s not.” You whisper in her ear, turning your head and kissing her temple.  

“It is, I wasn’t there to protect you.” She sobs and you shake your head.  

“You can’t always be there, she just caught me off guard.” You mutter nuzzling against the side of her head.  

“She hurt you because of me.” She frowns, your shirt stained with the woman’s tears.  

“Shhhhh...” You shush her softly, whispering sweet nothings in her ear to calm her down.  

Eventually, her tears subside, her hands running tenderly down your back out of fear of causing you any type of pain.  

Charlotte pulls back, revealing her red rimmed green orbs to you for the first time since the two of you had went into the hotel room.  

You cup her cheeks, ridding her smooth skin of her salty tears, the woman’s green eyes hidden behind her closed eyelids.  

She leans into your touch for a moment before moving to her feet.  

“We need to get some ice on your back.” She mumbles, walking away, leaving you unconvinced that she isn’t blaming herself.  

                                                            ***

Charlotte shivers when you let out a loud moan, a cold compress lain across your bare back.  

“Better?” She asks, laying down beside you and you nod.  

“Much.”  

Your Y/E/C orbs are on the woman lying beside you, her green orbs darting around your face.  

“No, don’t move.” Charlotte says as you sit up, your teeth gritting together as you sit up.  

“C-C-Can I?” You motion to her lap and the woman’s green orbs widen, milliseconds later her legs spread and you grin, crawling in between them, settling down on the woman’s chest.  

Charlotte’s cheeks are bright red when you snuggle into her, your nose brushing her neck.  

You sigh softly when Charlotte adjusts the cold compresses on your back, your bare back.  

Your eyes widen.  

“Wait, I don’t have a shirt on.” You mumble, Charlotte snickering.  

“No, you don’t... But I don’t mind.”  

Charlotte holds you close, leaning her head against yours.  

“I’m sorry Y/N, I’ll get her back for this, I swear.”  

You shake your head, sitting up slowly, hovering over the woman.  

“I don’t know how to convince you that this isn’t your fault.” You frown, your eyes darting around her face.  

Charlotte shakes her head.  

“There’s nothing you can that-

Charlotte gasps when you lean in, pressing your lips against hers, cutting the woman off mid-sentence.  

You abruptly pull back, grimacing, your eyes locked with Charlotte’s green orbs.  

“Did-Did I j-j-just kiss you?” You mumble in shock and Charlotte giggles, nodding.  

“You did, and I’d be incredibly happy if you did it again.” She licks her lips and your brow arches, your lips spreading into a grin.  

“Only if you admit this isn’t your fault.” You say, tongue trapped between your teeth.  

Charlotte rolls her green orbs, taking a deep breath.  

“I can’t help it Y/N... Lacey attacked you because you’re close to me...” She shrugs. “I can’t help but feel responsible.”  

You hum, nodding slowly.  

“How about I kiss you until you forget the name Lacey Evans?” You grin and Charlotte beams, her cheeks flushed pink as she leans in, meeting you halfway.  

“That, I can agree to.”