#wwe judgement day

[ripleyfilms]

# HOLY SHIT

[punksdoll]

Rhea & Fem!Reader have a match for the title & Rhea has a plan to throw off the Reader's game. Rhea chooses Priest to woo the reader & gain their trust, it works but Priest has develop feelings during this ruse. Rhea's plan is a success & retains the title. The reader is visibly upset & Priest while celebrating with Judgement Day is heartbroken.

~~~𝑷𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕~~~

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𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ^owner of gif

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅…𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅.

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚. 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒚…𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒇 𝒊 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕🥲. 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒅<𝟑𝟑𝟑

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒔, 𝒕𝒔𝒌 𝒕𝒔𝒌 𝒖𝒉𝒏𝒕 𝒖𝒉𝒏𝒕 𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒏, 𝒀/𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑹𝒉𝒆𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒇 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕

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“HOLY SHIT?!” Michael Cole exclaims as everyone watches with shock written all across their faces as they witnessed Damian Priest drag Rhea Ripley out of the ring when she pinned Y/n, ruining her chances at winning.

Rhea looks at him with wide eyes as she shoves him, “What the hell do you think your doing, huh?!” She exclaims to him.

To the audience around them, it was a total shock. They would have never expected Damian Priest, off all the members, to be the one to backstab his own team in the back. Y/n was even shocked herself seeing as Damian was the one to cost her, her match back at Wrestlemania where she lost her title.

To the group? This is exactly what they wanted. This was the plan.

“We need to do something…something that can throw her and everyone else off. Make her believe that she has the upper hand in our rivalry…” Rhea says as she and her team members all huddle up in their locker room.

“What’s cooking in that mind of yours mami?” Dominik asks as he lays his head on her lap, tracing her championship belt.

Rhea trails her eyes to each one of her boys. She starts with Dominik. It’d be such a big shock to everyone in the arena and to y/n as well but what’s hers is her and she does not want to take a step in that route. She trails her eyes off to Finn. It could work but him and y/n never interacted, it’d be too suspicious. Her eyes skipped over JD and landed right on Damian who’s already looking at her.

“You…” Rhea points at Damian with a smirk, “tonight I have a regular match with her, I want you to ruin my chances at winning, enough where she thinks you’re on her side in this rivalry of ours. Gain her trust and make her fall in love with you or something.”

“Any reason why Damian should do it?” JD finds himself asking and immediately shrinks back when Damian gives him a hard stare. “Never mind…”

Damian stares Rhea down and the crowd waits. Waits for something to happen as they have a stare off. Y/n is stuck in her place as she watches, debating what to do. Her head turns towards the referee who starts counting down on Rhea.

“Don’t ever do that again, you hear me Damian?” Rhea jabs her finger against his chest before getting inside the ring, distracted. She kept shouting at Damian, trying to get the lost in this match.

Y/n takes it as her chance and runs up on Rhea, ending her with her finisher. She positions herself away from The Judgment Day and stares Damian down as she pins Rhea, catching the win.

•••

“I still can’t believe it…” y/n shook her head in disbelief, “he really backstabbed his own team in the back…out of everyone. I did not expect him of all.”

Liv Morgan shakes her head, “I just know she’s pissed, so so pissed.”

Y/n scoffs and nods, “did you see her face? of course she was.”

“What do you think will happen now after that?” Liv asks her and y/n frowns but before she could open her mouth, a deep voice stops her.

“Hey…”

Both woman’s head snap over to see their topic, standing in front of them.

Liv gives him a once over before walking away to let her friend handle it. Y/n gaze follows her before she removes it and lands it on Damian who is already staring at her.

“What’s the hunch?” Y/n asks, “why’d you do that for?”

Damian gives a deep sigh and shrugs, “I was sick of it. Sick of Rhea thinking that she can just run JD when she wasn’t even the first one to be a part of it.”

Y/n narrows her eyes and stares at him. She was trying to see any hint or indication that he might be lying but to no avail.

“So what now?” She finds herself asking.

“Let me help you…I know how Rhea plays. I know how she works. I know the games she likes to play. I can get you to get your title back.” Damian nods as he straightens himself up and stares at her.

Y/n raises an eyebrow and shakes her head, “why would i accept that?”

Damian tilts his head and ponders for a moment, “as an apology for making you lose your title.”

Y/n eyebrows raise in shock before shaking her head, “i don’t trust you…how do i know you won’t fuck up?”

Damian smirks and angles himself to her level, “guess you have to trust me.”

With that said, Damian turned around and walked away. Feeling eyes staring back at him.

•••

“You need to catch her by surprise, don’t start like that.”

Y/n rolls her eyes as she stands up. “How is this supposed to help me win back my title?”

It was just as surprising to Damian just as it was to Y/n when she had taken his offer. He expected more of a fight from her. More of trying to get her to trust him but it was easier said than done. Almost. It was a step to getting her trust, he knew that much. So did Rhea. All that was running through y/n’s mind when she took the offer was the thought of getting her title back. If that meant having to have help from the one who costed her, then so dam be it.

“I’m showing you how Rhea plays,” Damian gets out the ring and opens up his water bottle, “you need to try your own ways on blocking them and doing something better to get rid of them, you know?”

Y/n watches as he drinks his water, watching the way his adams apple bobbles.

Is that even what it’s called?

Y/n shrugs before paying back attention, “what if she changes her tactics, what then?”

Damian swallows his water and sets his bottle down before climbing back into the ring and walks over to her. “That’s why we’re going to practice every single thing I know about her.”

Y/n raises an eyebrow and tilts her head at him, “how can I trust that?”

Damian mocks her and tilts his head to the opposite side that hers is on and raises an eyebrow, “your trusting me right now, what’s the difference?”

Y/n narrows her eyes and straightens herself back and stares at him, “I’m not trusting you. I’m seeing you…”

Damian chuckles and straightens his head back, “you’ve been seeing me for three days now, at this point it’d be expected to have a little bit of trust in me.”

Y/n stares at him before looking away and making her way out the ring, “and it’s going to stay that way til’ I get my dam title back.” She walks away.

She always does. Damian noticed that every time he mentions something about trust, she always avoids it and walks away.

Damian watches her walk away, watching the way her hips unintentionally sway with each step she takes. He couldn’t help himself. “Is that how they move during those nights?” He called.

Y/n stops walking and looks back at him with a frown, confusion littered across her face. “What are you talking about…”

Damian smirks and looks her over, “nada.”

Y/n narrows her eyes before turning back around and walking out of the practice center.

“If that’s your way of wooing, then you suck.” Damian hears the familiar australian accent of his best friend and looks over to see Rhea leaning against the ropes of the ring, looking up at him.

Damian raises an eyebrow and walks over, crouching over to her level. “Try flirting with her then, i’d like to see how that goes.”

Rhea snorts and shakes her head, “what’s the progress?”


Damian shakes his head, “I’m teaching get your usual work when you fight but other than that, same old same old. I start talking about something other than this “mission” if you will, and she leaves. Most specifically, trust.”

Rhea gives an exasperated sigh, “Don’t mention anything about trust. Just let what happens, happens.” She says as she slides into the ring, making Damian stand to his full height and looks at her, “in the meantime, show me what you showed her.”

Damian chuckles and with that, they both get into practice with each other.

•••

He had taken her advice. Every time Damian would be around y/n showing her each and every move that he knows Rhea does, he steers clear from mentioning anything other than what they are doing.

At first, y/n had felt it was awkward for her. She never stayed too long with him at all. She’d always wait for him to start talking about something and she takes that as her cue to leave but now that he never does, it’s weird. Soon though, she got used to it. She got used to his presence and his talks of what to do and what not to do and soon enough, she’s the one who starts the conversations.

It’s been going on for a while. Their meetups in the practice center turned into meetups outside of the practice center.

To Y/n, she would update Liv about it all everyday. Even going as far to tell her that she could potentially trust him but that’s only for Liv’s ears.

As for Damian, he would update Rhea behind y/n’s back. Those updates though went from regularly to barely. In the midst of them hanging out, outside of work, Damian found himself enjoying her company. Enjoying the talks they had that didn’t involve Rhea. Enjoyed the hang outs that was just them two and no one else. Enjoying it enough to start to feel bad about this thing going on. He even talked to Finn about it.

“I don’t know man, i just…it doesn’t feel right to continue to play in her face like this.” Damian sighs as he leans back on the hotel couch with Finn next to him.

“Don’t tell me you’re startin’ to feel bad mate?” Finn raises an eyebrow at him.

“That’s exactly what i am telling you,” Damian takes a swig of his beer in hand.

Finn looks at him and Damian gives him a clear uncomfortable expression. “You like her don’t you?”

Damian didn’t dare to answer that day. He didn’t know it then but now…as he quite literally stares down the girl that ,he could potentially have something with only to ruin it, get ready? He thinks he probably does…

“How do I look?” Y/n turns around towards Damian with such a breathtaking smile that he has to hold back the compliment and give her a tight lipped smile.

“Good as per usual.” Damian nods.

Y/n gives him a disgusted look, “Good? Cariño, I need beautiful or something, i’m changing.”

Damian watches y/n grab another set of ring attire to go ahead and change for the fourth time today. All because he said good.

Damian stands up and immediately stops her, “no no no,” he shakes his head, “you look like everyone’s new championship. How ‘bout that?” He raises an eyebrow.

Y/n tilts her head, “could be better but I guess i’ll take it.” She gives him a sheepish smile before setting the gear in her hand, back down.

“You ready for tonight?” Damian finds himself asking as he slowly sits back down, watching y/n add some finishing touches to her makeup.

“Absolutely. With the amount of training we’ve been doing, I feel more than ready.” Y/n hums, “are you?”

Damian raises an eyebrow and stares at her from the mirror she’s staring at herself in. Was he? No. But he wouldn’t tell her that.

“For you to win that title back? Absolutely…” He trails off with a slow nod and a small smile that makes y/n beam at him.

There’s a moment of silence. During that silence, y/n and Damian are staring at each other through the mirror. Simply staring.

“Damian?” Y/n says quietly as she straightens herself back up to her height. Damian hums and watches as she suddenly grows nervous, “Thank you…for everything you’ve been doing for me for these past couple of weeks. It means a lot to me, truly.”

Damian takes in a shaky breath as he suddenly feels his chest tighten and the guilt crawl its way up to his heart. If he thought the guilt was strong before, then he was in for a rude awakening.

“And maybe after I win…” she continues on as someone walks in her locker room and gives her the time that she has before leaving, “we can go get something to eat? just me and you. celebrate together. all on me as a thank you…”

Damian closes his eyes and feels himself wanting to actually shed tears. This guilt was slowly growing bigger and bigger by the minute at each word she says. So clueless…

“Yeah…I’d love that.” Damian finds himself answering as he opens his eyes and sees her turned towards him with a smile. “Why don’t you go prepare for your entrance, i’ll be watching from the back.”

Y/n gives him a smile and leans down to give his cheek a kiss, lingering on longer then usual before quickly pulling away and strolling out and away.

Barely 2 minutes before she left does Rhea come barging in with the rest of the JD. “It’s all set yeah? Remember the plan?”

Damian stares at Rhea and slowly nods, his eyes trailing over to Finn who is already looking at him with sympathy before he looks back at Rhea.

“Yeah…I remember.”

•••

“OH WHAT THE HELL?!” Michael Cole exclaims as everyone watches with shock at witnessing Damian Priest dragging Y/n out of the ring by her legs.

Y/n whiplashes herself when she turns around and sees Damian standing in front of her with a hard face on. “What the hell are you doing? I had the pin, I was going to win.” She frowns.

Damian looks at her and slowly shakes his head, “that’s mami’s title.”

Y/n’s face drops as she stares at Damian. She doesn’t have any time to think because as soon as she hears the referee almost get to ten, she’s rushing back in the ring and is positioned into a riptide.

Rhea retains…

Y/n simply lays there as she stares up at the ceiling of the arena. It all suddenly makes sense to her now. All of the meetups in the practice center and even the hangouts outside of it, they were all a ploy. A ploy for Damian to get her to trust him enough to be blinded by the fact that he was just going to backstab her in the back.

Damian catches Rhea as she throws herself at him with a victorious laugh, holding up her championship belt. If you would have told Damian weeks ago that he’d be falling for someone that he was using, he would have laughed in your face. But now? Oh how he wishes he wasn’t the one that was chosen to do all of this.

“We did it playboy!” Rhea laughs as she gets down from him, “let’s go celebrate.”

Y/n slowly sits herself up and makes eye contact with Damian who is slowly walking away from her.

Guilt in his eyes.

Hurt in hers.

[damiansgoodgirll]

Hiii can I request a Damian Priest smut where him and the reader are Friends With Benefits but she lets it slip she wants more and at first he says something like "you knew what this was" but after watching a match of hers go wrong he realizes he does want more with her, eventual happy ending 🫶😊

damian priest x reader

‼️smut so stay away kids, a little bit of angst too, panic attack at the mention of being hurt (hope it makes sense) + rhea and drew are mentioned as well

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can’t stand to see you go

“oh shit right there…” you moaned into damian’s ear as he was pounding into you in a sensual but firm way. his hands on the headboard while your hands were leaving marks on his back - not that the cared.

“just like that?” he smirked, watching your blissful face.

“yes - oh fuck…” you kept moaning. your moans were music for his ears.

everytime you spent the night together, he always tried new things, new positions and you honestly had no idea such positions were even a thing.

and if someone told you, four months ago, that you would start a friends with benefits type of thing with damian priest, you probably would have started laughing. it was no secret that you liked damian, everyone knew except him.

one night, after a successful night for both of you, the judgment day asked you to join them for some celebration and you agreed. damian offered you to bring you back that night as he was staying in the same hotel you were staying at. so, due to the fact that you were too drunk, he was too drunk, you ended up sleeping together.

you couldn’t deny that it was the best night of your life and the worst part is that damian wasn’t even embarrassed as much as you. when you woke up next to him, naked from head to toe, you couldn’t even bare to look at him.

you weren’t someone for a causal hookup. you were passionate and a romantic person, you loved loving and so everything was new for you but damian made sure to reassure you that what happened wouldn’t have changed your relationship.

so you agreed to stop.

but then he won at wrestlemania and he asked you to celebrate with him and the same thing happened again.

you couldn’t stay away from him as much as he couldn’t stay away from you so you both agreed to keep this a “friends with benefits” relationship only.

it worked really good in the past but your feelings for damian were growing more and more. especially when in these past months he got to know you better, he learned how to pleasure you, what you like and what you didn’t.

everyone would have fallen in love with him too.

“taking my cock so well hermosa…your pussy was made for me” he groaned, going faster and hitting that spot that made your legs shake underneath his body “i can feel you’re close, come for me sweetheart” and it took him one last push against your spot to make you clench hard around his dick, making him cumming too, letting him release inside of you.

you were both panting heavily, trying to catch your breath from the mind blowing session you just had.

“you alright?” he asked, making sure you were okay.

you nodded, not trusting your words at the moment.

it’s not that damian wasn’t good with taking care of you after sex, it’s just that you both agreed that the were no feelings involved so you couldn’t expect him to hold you and whisper soft words to you. he always brought you water, snacks if you asked him, a towel to clean you up but that’s it.

cuddles were for couples and you clearly weren’t one.

“why are you so silent?” he asked, looking at you.

“oh…its nothing”

“its not nothing…i know that look and it’s the look you have when you’re thinking about something important…will you let me in your head? please?” he asked with that soft smile that always made you smile back.

“sometimes i wonder… what if i want more? it would be nice to actually be in a relationship you know? not that i don’t enjoy this, but my head sometimes thinks about all the possibilities…” you confessed, trying to keep it vague.

“y/n…you know we talked about this” damian said with a cold voice, almost making you shiver.

“i know, but what if i really want more? more than just sex? would it be that bad? i think i like you damian” no, you were sure you were in love with him but you didn’t want to scare him away more than you were already doing “and trying for a relationship isn’t so bad after all…”

“listen…y/n, we talked about his. we said no feelings involved, we both agreed, you knew from the beginning that this was just sex, nothing else…” he said and you turned to face him “i don’t understand why are you talking about relationships and stuff like that…it’s not what we agreed on, i’m not someone for relationships and you know that” his eyes were cold, his voice serious and you didn’t want to stay there a second longer.

“no, i know, you’re right…it’s dumb what i said, just forget everything okay?” you said standing from the bed. you definitely didn’t want to spend the night over there so you looked for your clothes, scattered all over the room “i’m gonna go home now…” you said, not looking at him. quickly fixing you up, dressing yourself and putting on shoes, you were ready to go back home.

damian just watched you from his bed. he knew he hurt you. he saw it in your eyes “y/n wait…are you sure you don’t wanna stay? it’s past midnight and it’s raining…”

“i’ll be fine damian, thanks for asking” you didn’t wanna stay there a minute longer as you were about to cry in front of him.

before he could say something else, you were out of his room, out of his house and probably out of his life.

you cried yourself to sleep that night.

you avoided training with him and the judgment day the next few days, instead, you asked drew if he could help you and he was very glad you asked him.

he knew something was off.

everyone noticed how you stopped talking with damian. how you avoided the judgment day, how you asked to be drafted in smack down instead of raw. damian tried to call you but you never picked up. his text messages were left on read.

if he didn’t want anything serious then why did you have to answer him?

rhea knew everything of course. she was the first person you called when damian literally walked all over your heart and broke it into millions of pieces. she also was the first one to tell you that this thing with damian wasn’t going to work because she knew about your crush. but she was the first person to calm you down after what happened that night. even if she didn’t like the idea of not seeing you that often, she understood that you needed space and she was willing to give you all the time you needed.

after one particular training with drew, your mind was wandering off. watching couples in the gym training together, your eyes got a little teary, your mind thinking - why can’t we be together like them?

“you okay?” drew asked and you nodded.

“oh yeah sorry, i got a little distracted…”

“you miss him do you?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“yeah…” you whispered.

“listen…take this advice from an old man, you’re young, you will fall in love again and again and again, i know it hurts now, especially for how he treated you but it will pass…so, focus more on yourself from now on alright? you have an important match coming your way and even if ill be backstage i won’t be there to help you” he said making you chuckle a little.

the night of the event you knew you would have to see damian and the rest of the group. you were still in raw after all and avoiding them on set was a little hard.

that night you were going to face zoey stark. a friend of yours but a tough wrestler. your mind wasn’t in the right place and everyone realised that but somehow you managed to get the win back home.

but something was very wrong when you felt your head spinning, your temperature dropping and hands shaking a little.

you were hurt but not that bad, at least you thought.

damian saw the look in your eyes from the tv in his changing room and he immediately knew something was off too. he ran towards you, only to be stopped by some guards. you quickly got off the ring and went backstage, it was hard for you to walk, your legs were both hurting and shaking.

you were hurting but not that much, you had worse so why were you having a panic attack?

“hey y/n…hey” damian approached you cautiously but it was like your mind was somewhere else, all you heard were noises, you couldn’t focus on anything else “let’s get you somewhere calm” damian slowly led you towards his changing room and helped you sitting on the black leather couch.

a tear dropped from your eye but you couldn’t understand what was wrong with you.

“hey…shh, it’s okay” he softly said, hugging you in his big arms “you’re okay…you got hurt a little on the ring but you’re okay now”

it wasn’t just about getting hurt in the ring. it was all the emotions you had bottled up in the past days that now were ready to explode. was the fact that damian was treating you with such care yet the last time you talked it seemed like he didn’t want to take care of you.

you just couldn’t handle it anymore and you let yourself cry in his arms.

he knew he was the reason of your breakdown and he hated himself for that.

“i’m sorry i should probably go…” you said once you calmed down.

“no please, don’t” he gently lifted your chin up with his fingers so you could look at him “don’t go again, i can’t stand to see you go, i hate not having you in my life anymore…”

“damian please…”

“let me fix it” he almost begged “let me fix everything…i fucked up, i fucked up really bad and i know i hurt you…”

“what do you want to fix? it’s clear that this thing between us is not gonna work anymore, i caught feeling when we told not to…i have feelings for you and i can’t pretend anymore and it’s pretty clear you don’t feel the same so what do you wanna fix?”

damian saw the hurt in your eyes, he knew that whatever he was going to say, it wouldn’t have worked for you so, he gently wiped your tears away and lowered his lips just to meet yours.

it was a soft kiss, not the ones you were used to. it was full of love, passion. almost like to say sorry. his hands gently touched your face and not your body, again, something you weren’t familiar with “i’m so fucking sorry y/n…” he apologised “these days without you i’ve realised i lost the most important person in my life…it hurts not being with you” he confessed.

“damian what?”

“i have feelings for you, i realised it too late…” and before he could continue to talk you kissed him again.

“say it again”

“i have feelings for you y/n, i like you” he softly smiled against your lips.

“again”

“i like you so much y/n…and i want to fix it, fix everything i broke” he smiled again, his lips never leaving yours.

“okay…”

“okay?”

“yes” you whispered “it will take a while but i want this, i want you”

“i want you too…” his lips started leaving soft kisses all over your face but a slight movement of your legs made you scrunch your face in pain “yeah, we should get you checked up first”

“yup…and then i expect you to take me out for dinner”

“oh trust me, i will” you both ended up laughing at each other.

you knew time would heal all the pain and with damian by your side, you were ready to start again.

[geekhead79]

If WWE superstars were pokemon masters PT 2

Pt2

[buckysdolls]

Please Don't Be In Love With Somone Else

Damian Priest x You Oneshot

TW: Swearing, loss of a loved one

Summary: One gesture from Priest finally pushes you to make your move.

“That bastard!” You huffed out quietly as you lifted your ring gear out of your bag. You didn’t know whether to scream or cry. You ex had left you one last parting gift. You’d been apart for eight months now but he finally finished collecting your stuff at the weekend, you’d let him into the house and gone out with your girls for the day. You didn’t expect him to rummage through the wrestling stuff you’d packed away ready for the week ahead. You knew it was Rhea from her voice as she approached you asking what was wrong. You held out your gear in front of you and looked over your shoulder as you watched Rhea’s mouth form an ‘o’ shape. You brought your closed fist to your mouth to help control the anger that wanted to burst out of you. 

“The piece of shit” Rhea breathed out shaking her head. It was ruined. There was no way it was going to be fixable. 

“Can you believe he did this?” You sat down on the bench deflated and clutching onto your ruined gear. He had taken scissors and cut holes into it. 

“Rhea, this was the last set she made before she passed.” Your words trembled out of your mouth, the tears starting to trickle down your cheeks hugging the gear close to you as you thought about your sister. 

“Why would he do this?” You sobbed as Rhea pulled you into her embrace, she soothed your back and allowed you to cry. Rhea was the complete opposite of her on screen character, in reality she was humble, caring and nurturing. 

“He’s a jealous selfish prick, that’s why!” Rhea carefully peeled you off her, wiping away your tears then placing her hands on your shoulders for reassurance. 

“Hey, we will figure this out okay. Right now we need to find you some gear otherwise you're gonna be a naked girly.” You half heartedly smiled and giggled at Rhea’s attempt to cheer you up. 

“Hah you laughed, that means we can do this!” She squeezed you tightly before holding your hands and helping you up and heading out of the locker room. 

You were sitting in the styling chair, your hair being put into space buns when his soothingly low pitched voice came from behind you.

“Do you mind giving us a minute?” Priest was now standing in front of you; his usually cheeky smile was this time full of sympathy. 

“I told you I should have stayed at the house” He approached you in an intimate proxemics as the palm of his hand rested on your cheek. He tenderly manoeuvred your face side to side and up and down scanning your face. His eyes eventually settled on yours and you too looked up at him. Your heart always did this when he looked at you, touched you,it would rapidly beat and then hurt as if it had burst into a million tiny little hearts that floated in your insides. His hand fell from your cheek and you felt instant withdrawal symptoms.

“He didn’t hurt me. I went out with the girls” You spoke trying to start a conversation. 

“Good. Rhea told me what he did to your gear, I’m sorry Y/N” “It’s not your fault. Besides, there's no point getting upset about it anymore, I can’t fix it.”

“Well I do believe I have the perfect solution.” He wiggled his eyebrows and held a smirk as he pulled out a shirt from his back pocket and threw it at you. It was one of his merch t-shirts, it was cut and shaped to fit like ring gear. He could always put a smile on your face. 

“You want me to wear this?” You raised your eyebrows and smiled widely as you held it out.

“Me? Personally, I'd prefer it if you wore nothing. “ Damian whispered into your ear as he pulled you off the chair and into him. He carrassed his fingertips along your arms until he reached the straps of your tank top and gently tugged them down revealing your collarbone. He then traced his fingers across your chest slowly as he made his way up your neck and then onto your lips where his thumb parted them as he pushed your bottom lip down finally resting his tips on your chin. You wanted it badly, to feel his lips on yours.

Damian had always been a good friend to you, you were the last two people at the bar chatting the night away. He was the one who stood by you and held your hand tightly as you mourned your sister at her funeral. He was the one who lifted you up and spun you around in celebration as you won your first championship. Things had changed between you one evening after the third and final time you and Bron had broken up. Damian had escorted you back to your hotel room, the two of you just stood in front of the door in silence staring into each other. You didn’t want him to leave, his presence was comforting. You had one hand on the door handle but refused to open it until Damian had closed the gap between you and placed his hand on top of yours, twisting the handle and opening the door. He was so close to kissing you every part of him wanted to do it for years. He could see the breathing in your chest rise and fall as he stood this close to you.

“Do you want me to stay with you?” He asked and you nodded in return. He had never forgotten watching you dress down to your bra and pants as you climbed into the bed. Damian had never said anything about how he had felt all these years, cause you’d always been in love with someone else.

“You’re a tease Priest” You hushed and smiled pushing off of him.

“No, what will be teasing is you performing in my shirt.” He leaned beside you grabbing the shirt off the chair and holding it to your chest.

“So I won't wear it then..” You pushed his hand away and sat back down in the chair as Lydia started on your hair again. “You will wear it, trust me.” He placed the shirt on the table beside you and walked away.

“I hate it when you’re right!” You shouted out, he responded by throwing up a love heart. 

A few days later

There was a present on your locker room bench. You picked up the card to read the message. 

I will always be there to help you fix problems.

D.P. x

Placing the card down you unwrapped the present. Gently unfolding the outfit you realised it was a version of your ring gear. As you began to observe it you realised that the gear your sister had made you was used to help make this one. You brought it close to you and hugged it as if it was the most important thing to you. You had assumed someone had thrown it out when it had gone missing. It wasn't until you read back over the card it registered in your brain who had this made for you. Grabbing your phone from your back pocket, you open your messages.

Y/N: Where are you?

Instantly you had your reply.

DP: Been waiting outside the women’s locker room since Rhea told me you were there. 

You dropped your phone and made your way over to the door. After one big release of breath you opened the door to see him standing on your left, leaning against the wall wearing the most attractive and warm smile. It felt as if this moment as you stood in front of him were happening in slow motion, it felt like this moment was what would happen in a film, one grand gesture and all the palpable tension between two people would finally unavoidably explode.

With a quiet volume and shaky tone you asked him “did you do this?” holding up the gear in your left hand. 

“I mean unless you know another DP?” He shrugged his shoulders. You leapt, physically leapt into Damian’s arm as you pulled him down into your frame and kissed him. He kissed you with passion as he needily roamed his hands down your back, along your thighs, gripping onto your neck before finally settling on the apples of your cheeks. Pulling away he leaned his forehead on yours.

“That was a nice thank you.”

“Thank you Damian. This is the most thoughtful gift ever. Really.” 

His hand settled on your lower back as yours clasped around his neck.

“As much as I love how happy this has made you, I’m kinda mad I don't get to see you wear my shirt in the ring again. I look good on you” You rolled your eyes playfully to which Damian responded by planting kisses along your neck.

“Just for you I’ll wear it tonight... In and out of the ring.” You flirtatiously bit your lip.

With a growl of temptation Damian kissed you. After a few delicate kisses Damian stopped and looked at you seriously.

“Y/N, on a serious note I’m so glad it's finally me.” “What do you mean?” “You’ve always been in love with someone else.” After a brief moment of silence Priest pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear to capture a full picture of you up close in this vulnerable state.

“I won't be like him Y/N. I hope you know that.” You nod your head in acknowledgement.

“Please don’t be in love with someone else again.” You intently gazed into his eyes letting the biggest smile spread across your full lips.

“Never.”

Damian lifted you up to wrap yourself around him, his hands tangled in your hair as he fervently kissed you again. 

[ashethecoolperson]

OUU WAIT.. can you do a dom x r where essentially they’re both in the judgement day and there tg but hide it cus they think it’ll ruin the dynamic of the group. so like HIDDEN TOUCHES, GLANCES, THE WHOLE SHEBANGHG😫

No One Will Know

A/N: This is like one of my first requests so apologies if it’s bad 😭

Dom is my favorite himbo thooo 💗

Tags: Mentions of sex, kinda sorta allusions to smut but not really, Rhea knows everything, some spanish 🤭

“Where in the hell is he?” You thought to yourself as you walked around backstage. You two had driven to the arena together, and you went to talk to Rhea for a minute, then he was just..gone.

“Dom?” You called out as you neared the dressing room. A chorus of ‘he’s not here’ rang in your ears but you continued on anyway. Dom wouldn’t just up and ditch you like this.

You walked next to a janitor’s closet when suddenly you got pulled in, pinned against the door by him.

“Did I scare you, mami?” He asked as you looked straight up at him, honestly stunned at how close his face was. His hand gently brushed away some hair from your face before moving back down to grip your waist. Your eyes darted between his eyes and lips. He smiled sweetly, but it didn’t make the butterflies in your stomach settle. He really wanted to kiss you, and you couldn’t help but wonder what this little surprise even was.

“Why were you just..hiding in the janitor’s closet?” You asked as he started peppering kisses onto your neck, leaving goosebumps all over your skin. You closed your eyes, trying desperately to calm your heartbeat. It only seemed to speed up more whenever he did that.

He finally stopped kissing you and whispered, “Just wanted to surprise you, mami.” He leaned down and pressed a light kiss into your jawline. When his lips met yours it left an overwhelming sensation behind. One that made you want to pull him closer and never let go again. His hands traveled lower on your body until they found their place around the base of your thighs, lifting you up and holding you flush against him.

While you two kissed, you both heard a knock, breaking the kiss as you two looked at each other and contemplated what to do. He smirked, “Maybe we should get going. Wouldn’t want anyone to think we snuck off or anything.” You blushed as he slowly placed you back on your feet. He reached forward to grab your hand and you intertwined your fingers with his.

The rest of the evening passed by pretty quickly, then RAW started and both you and Dom were hanging out in The Judgment Day clubhouse, waiting for your segment to start.

Dom was currently on his phone while he occasionally shot glances at you. You were looking through your Instagram feed, reading the posts about Dom’s match today.

You always enjoyed getting to see what fans were thinking of your boyfriend, your Dom. It made you feel special.

Your thoughts were interrupted by him putting an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side. You looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and a smile. He returned it with a smirk of his own before he spoke, “You know how I always get sweaty after my matches?”

You nodded slowly, “Yeah…”

“Well, I could use a shower tonight so…want to join me?” He mumbled so only you could hear and gave you another smirk that made your knees weak.

You tried to play it cool as you tried comprehending what he said and why the fuck he sounded so hot saying it, before he just smirked and whispered, “Piénsalo, mami.” Before walking off.

He turned to look over his shoulder at you with one final wink before disappearing from sight.

What the fuck just happened? You thought to yourself as your mind raced to catch up with everything Dom said. You knew Dom had a dirty streak. He definitely liked to tease people, and you knew that he did that because he liked seeing them blush.

While lost in your own thoughts, Rhea approached you and tapped you on the shoulder, almost towering over you because of those big ass platform boots she always wore.

“What’d Dom say?” She asked, snapping you out of your thoughts as she looked at you expectantly. You blinked a couple times before answering. “Oh y’know, just shit about how he’d win and all that.” You lied, and Rhea raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Uh yeah. Why?” You felt stupid for lying to her. She was your best friend, sure, but that didn’t mean you could tell her everything.

“No reason, just wondering why I heard stuff in you two’s dressing room last week.” She said with a shrug, and you immediately blushed and scrambled for a reply, knowing damn well what you two were doing. After you caught your breath, you said, “Oh, uh he was just talking to me about some stuff, you know, personal stuff.” You lied, (again), and Rhea nodded with a scoff.

“Personal stuff? So why was he saying ‘oh fuck, right there mami’?” Rhea asked again, sporting a smirk as your face was flushed. She heard?! Well, shit.

“Don’t worry,” She laughed as if she sensed your panic, “I won’t tell anybody.” You let out a sigh and relaxed a bit, smiling at her. “Thanks..” You trailed off, still unsure of what else you could say without being too obvious about how embarrassing this even was.

“No problem. But don’t fuck in my dressing room, please. I like having a clean room.” You chuckled nervously and nodded, thanking her before walking towards the monitors to watch Dom’s match.

While he was doing pretty good (still paired with that fucking bobblehead, you hated that guy) he kept doing moves that made you wince or go ‘damn’, knowing full well that he’d be okay.

Obviously they lost because of JD, but Dom didn’t care as he just went over towards you, smiling as he looked down at you.

“Did I do good?” He asked, his smirk growing wider.

“Yeah, but you keep scaring me with those big ass flying moves. You’re gonna bust your face open one day cause of that.” You said as you crossed your arms, and he pouted like a child before rolling his eyes.

There was a beat of silence before you smirked, looking at him as you fiddled with those shirts he wore around his waist.

“Hey, Dom?”

“Yeah?”

“I think I’m ready for that shower now..”

[whois-jess]

hey love your Rhea Fic's... could you please do an Fem Reader X Rhea Story where both are active in the RAW roster and when they are workin out Pre show, they confess to each other and kiss when Finn Bálor comes in and says "FINALLY"

(altered universe where rhea isn't in a relationship)

Finally

(Sorry it took so long and that its so short hope you enjoy though xx)

Rhea Ripley x Fem!reader

I was getting myself ready for Raw as i was soon on with my match against Becky as we had a little feud going on.

I heard the door open amd i saw Rhea Ripley walk in, we were friends i would say but not very close.

I had a big crush on Rhea and when we did speak i would get embarrassed only three people knew i liked Rhea Bianca, Becky who are my closet friends and Finn the same Finn who is in the same team as Rhea.

Of course when he found out he was like a teen girl he would also get us to talk or be alone together to a point where i think Rhea knew something was up.

I didn't realize how long i was looking at her for till i saw her smirk at me and walk over "watch you looking at" she smirks and i feel my cheeks heat up it was embarrassing "sorry Rhea i was just deep in thought" i smile sheepishly and she chuckles "get it fine not that i would complain a pretty girl like you is staring at me" she winks making me more flustered, now k was the teen girl.

"Are you flirting with me miss Ripley?" I ask trying to keep my calm as much as i could now "maybe i am" she says and smiles and damn even her smile was gorgeous.

I pick my water bottle up and a take a sip before it was taken away from me i look up to see Rhea drinking it "could of asked" i smiled and she shrugs "like i could ask you out?" She says and i am talented back as i didn't know she liked girl let alone me "sorry?" I says and she smirks "you know what i said" i stare at her in a little shock "ever since Finn slipped you liked me back i had to ask you out" my gaze still stays on her i also keep it in my mind to whack Finn "wait like you back?" I say and she steps closer "of course i had my own crush on you since you joined in 2018 i been seeing you grow as a wrestler and backstage how much of a sweet caring person you are who wouldn't fall?".

I feel her arms come around me as i look at her face my eyes looking at her eyes then lips "what you says miss l/n can i take you out" i nod as she smiles amd our lips meet in a gentle kiss "finally" we hear from the door and we look to see finn with Dom and Damian behind him making us chuckle.

[smuts-whore]

I’m PURRRRRRRING 👅👅💦💦💦

[rhodesrider]

Hey my birthday is wext week and I was hoping if you could write a Mafia!Rhea and Little!Reader

Going to work

Mafia!CG!Rhea Ripley x Little!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Affirmation nicknames, age regression, mention of guns, mentions of violence

-Minors DNI-

~~~

“Pumpkin, you ready to go?”

Y/N sighed as she was already irritated at the fact that Rhea had to work, she wanted to spend time with her mama. Y/N even tried to convince her to stay home but of course it’s an important night at the docks. Rhea had her bag ready full of stuff she could have to keep her little entertained. Rhea called for her again and sighed as she wasn’t moving as quick enough. “What is she doing?” Damien asked as he was loading the guns checking them, a nice collection was on the dining room table. “Imma go check.” She grumbled and ran upstairs.

Y/N was playing with her switch lite and holding her stuffed animal in a corner not wanting to leave but Rhea didn’t want her to stay at the house by herself. Rhea peeked in her playroom and cleared her throat. “Baby, let’s go I have your bag ready.” Y/N paused her game and pouted some. “I know that face.” Rhea sighed and walked in fully sitting in the giant chair. “Princess can we talk right quick? Before mama has to work?” Y/N peeked at her and nodded putting her switch to the side and going over getting in Rhea’s lap. “I know you don’t wanna go love, but mama can’t have you at home by yourself.” Y/N nodded understanding but rather just stay home. “Mama has your headphones this time so you don’t hear the bad side of her.” She smiled and showed a pair of sliver noise canceling headphones that were in the bag she brought up. “You’re bringing your switch right?” Y/N nodded again, she got down from her lap and went and got it off the floor putting it in the bag. “That’s my big girl.” She praised and kissed Y/Ns forehead.

“Mama…will you be mean again?”

The question Rhea heard and knew what she meant, mean as in using weapons in front of her and wounding people that weren’t honest with her or try to steal from her company. “Well mama has to be mean, I know you don’t like seeing it. But mama has to be that way to get her point across.” Y/N tilted her head confused some. “Well you know you hate it when Dom Dom takes your things to make you mad and annoy you?” Y/N nodded, she would just be sitting there minding her business and suddenly Dominik would be a bully snatch things outta her hand. It would make her very upset and fight Dominik for his actions. Soon Rhea would have to defuse it and Dom was in trouble for bothering you. “I don’t like it when people try to take my things either puddin. So mama has to work. But I don’t want you here alone.” She looked in Y/Ns eyes as she said this and Y/N nodded in understanding. “Thank you for listening, you’re such a good listener.” Rhea tapped her ears making Y/N smile. “Ok let’s get going. After, we get you some ice cream.” Y/N nodded and followed out with her mama.

The meeting was actually peaceful everyone was doing what they were supposed to be doing. Y/N was in the back of the car while Damien sat with her. “Purple or pink?” He glanced at her seeing the selection on her screen. “Purple.” He smiled and Y/N picked the dress humming along to the music of the game. Rhea finished up the deal and she grabbed the suit case from the man going back to the car. Damien got out helping her in the car and got ready to drive off. “My babygirl was being a good little one was she?” Y/N ignored what she said since the music was blasting through the headset. Rhea just smiled and kissed her forehead, soon y/n took off her headset and smiled. “Mama how was the meeting?” Rhea just giggled some. “It was good, thank you for being a big girl in the car. Now what flavor ice cream?” “Strawberry!” Rhea nodded as Damien drove away to the nearest ice cream parlor and the crew enjoyed the rest of the night. Y/N was glad that Rhea wasn’t acting mean or anything, but Rhea had to give some convincing threats which scared them good enough. So all worked out. Now all Y/N needs is the ice cream for a solid chill night.

[svld99]

Oh liv and Raquel y’all might want to go into hiding. Also come Monday night. I have a feeling a certain archer of infamy will be costing trash day tag titles.

[ripleyfilms]

WHAT IS AIR? I CANT BREATHE? MAMI? MAMI. MAMI? MAMI.

[punksdoll]

hey, im the damian anon💓

Can you write Damian x reader with enemies to lovers where they are forced to team together for the mixed tag team tournament and they win it all and when they get backstage he takes her to his locker room and kisses her

~~~𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒆~~~

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𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ^owner of gif

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒎𝒂��𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚.

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒃𝒉…𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆😁. 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅𝒅<𝟑𝟑𝟑

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔😏, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 ✨𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆✨ 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒄 𝒊 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆😞, 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

translations: Hola cariño: hello love/sweetheart/honey/etc etc. pero coño, mira ver: but dam, watch yourself. Claro que sí: of course. Chupa me: suck me (my dick without actually saying my dick.). Salte: get out/move. culo: ass. Mira pinche cabron: look fucking (any swear word tbh but I use it for asshole.) Siéntate: sit down. Lunes: Monday. No hice nada: I didn’t do anything. Exactamente: exactly. Tenemos una problema: we have a problem. Noches: Night. ¿estas bien?: are you good/ok? Que linda: how pretty/so pretty. hacemos la finisher tuyo: let’s do your finisher. Nos ganamos: we won. Mira Mamaguevo: oh my god cocksucker or ay cocksucker. Cálmate cálmate. No voy ningún lado: Calm down, calm down. I’m not going nowhere.

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“You will be competing in the mixed tag team tournament.” Adam tells y/n as soon as she sits down on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

Y/n looks at him with a raised eyebrow, “since when was that a thing?”

“Since today, since now. I want you to be in it.” Adam says.

“Am I going to be able to pick my partner?” Y/n tilts her head to the side.

“You’ll be finding out who it is right now.” Adam smirks, “go get ready, you have a match right now with them.”

•••

Y/n walks down the ramp with a smirk as she makes eye contact Bianca Belair and Motez who are watching her. She had no clue who her partner was which made this whole thing all the more excited. Their match was the first match of this tournament and the first reveal of her match. She had options of course of who she wanted it to be.

Braun Strowman, he’s a big strong guy.

Cody Rhodes, he’s hot.

Drew Mcintyre, so hot and mean.

Seth Rollins would seem nice but he’s most likely with Beck

Y/n gets in the ring and gives Bianca and Montez a nod as mutual respect as the show goes on commercial break.

“You know who you have?” Bianca asks as they switch corners.

“Not a single clue…” Y/n shakes her head, “I’m hoping for Braun maybe, Cody, and Drew. Maybe even Seth but he’s probs with Beck.” Y/n shrugs.

“Who don’t you want?” Montez asks as he sits on top of the top rope.

“Damian.” Y/n spat.

Bianca and Montez both chuckle as they move over to their corner once the show is back. Everyone stares at the ramp as they wait for y/n partner.

The lights go purple and suddenly “The Other Side,” starts playing. Y/n narrows her eyes as she watches who will come out. She knew it had to be either Finn or Dominik because she had made it very clear to Adam that she did not want Damian.

“before I go and get ready,” y/n clears her throat as she stands up, “Do not make Damian my partner.”

Adam stares at her and smirks, “and if i do?”

“Your views won’t stay up for long.”

Y/n watches and her face drops as Damian appears and immediately she looks at the referee and shakes her head. “I am NOT doing the match with that thing.”

Referee raises his hands up, “you’ll be disqualified from the tournament.”

Y/n’s jaw drops as she looks at the ref then back at Damian who has a smirk plastered on his face as he stares at her. “asshole…”

Damian gets inside the ring and holds up his Señor Money in the bank before turning towards y/n with a smirk. “Hola cariño.” He smirks and immediately y/n runs at him.

“Y/n is attacking her partner!” Michael Cole laughs as they watch y/n slaps Damian’s arm multiple times.

Damian looks down at her, amused as she pushes and slaps his arm. “You. Aren’t. My. Part. NER.” She sends a punch on his arm, “YOU AREN’T MY PARTNER!”

“Clearly I am. Now move your ass out the ring.” He lifts her up and puts her over the rope, outside the ring before handing over his briefcase to the ref.

Y/n scowls as she stares at the back of his head, “i hate you.”

“The feelings mutual.” Damian called over his shoulder before the bell rings and the match is on its roll.

•••

Throughout the match, y/n made it her mission to slap Damian every chance she got. Whether that be to tag herself on by tagging him unexpectedly on the back or tagging him in by slapping his chest. Did that really affect him? No. Did he enjoy seeing her get annoyed by his existence? Absolutely.

Damian absolutely loved the idea that was brought up to him with being y/n’s partner when he had overheard her convo with Adam. It would mean to be able to fuck with her every chance he got and to be around her everyday. He enjoyed knowing that his presence alone can make her go crazy and make him wish he was dead. He loved it. He loved her.

He always had and always will. He just approached it the wrong one which is why she hates his guts.

They’re in Nxt when they first met and at catering. Y/n was with Bianca as they sat at their own table with Montez and Angelo. Damian had been staring.

“Who’s she?” Damian looks over at Keith Lee who looks over and raises an eyebrow.

“Y/n Y/l/n.” Keith answers, “she’s from raw but is making an appearance today.”

“And I haven’t heard of her because…?”

“She’s been out due to an injury, she’s making her come back here.” Keith says.

Damian nods and gets up, “I’m gonna get some more food.”

In truth, Damian had seen her get up and was going to make it his mission to talk to her.

Y/n is putting food on her plate with Bianca by her side as they converse.

“Are you like debuting here?” Bianca asks, “we could really use some more views.”

Y/n shrugs, “I don’t know yet. They just wanna see me start anew ever since my injury.” She pops a crouton in her mouth from her plate before gathering some more.

“do you wanna go back to the main roster?” Bianca asks.

“Of course,” y/n nods and turns around only to bump into a chest and getting her food all over her.

Bianca gasps as she stares at y/n who watches her plate drop. Y/n is fuming. She is embarrassed. She can already feel the stares on her as she stares down at her plate that is upside down on the floor and the food that’s on her. She wanted to cry. She didn’t even want to look up at the person she bumped into, too focused on the fact that she did something so little that embarrasses herself immediately.

“pero coño, mira ver.” Y/n hears a deep gruff voice say as they back up a bit to see the messed that they cost.

Y/n looks up at the person narrows her eyes as she watches him stare at her as if it was her fault. “Are you blaming me or something?”

“Claro que sí.” Damian scoffs, “you’re the one who should have listened to your surroundings.”

Y/n narrows her eyes and stares at him before leaning down to grab her plate that was knocked out of her hand and throw it at him, “Chupa me.”

Damian will admit that the way he went about it was fucked. But he knew his people and he knew that they’d get over it, especially with his charm. Clearly that didn’t work and now he regret ever even doing such thing to her. After that day, it led to Damian taking it upon himself to make her time a living hell in Nxt and for y/n to try and hold back and not choke him.

She had left unfortunately. She had left Nxt to be back in her main roster, leaving Damian empty knowing he won’t be able to see her and continue on what he started. Until he got the message that he was moving up the main roster and he made a name for himself. Finding out that there was a mixed tag team tournament? Adds 10 bonus points to his success. Finding out y/n will be in there? 10 more.

Damian feels as slap on his shoulder making him chuckle and turns around to see Y/n getting into the ring and shoves him towards the ropes, barely budging. “Salte.” She demands.

Damian smirks and leans down towards her, “give me a kiss and i will.”

“get over yourself.” Y/n rolls her eyes before turning herself towards the match.

Damian chuckles as he gets out the ring and behind the ropes, watching y/n. “Your culo looks great in those shorts!” Damian smirks.

Y/n snaps her head at him with wide eyes and a flustered face, “excuse me?” she says.


Y/n was used to this treatment from Damian ever since he came into the main roster. It was always backstage, nothing more. Hearing it in front of people? It gave her a sense of warmth that she refused to acknowledge as she ignored his comments and continued fighting.

Y/n caught the win for them and immediately rolls out the ring, storming up the ramp as she makes her way backstage.

She was going to get her answer on why the hell Damian is her partner after saying not to have him.

•••

“Mira pinche cabron.” Is the first thing that comes out of y/n’s mouth as she enters Adam Pearce’s office, stopping in her tracks when she sees Damian.

Damian looks over at her with a smirk and pats the chair next to him, “Siéntate…”

“I thought I told you I didn’t want him as my partner.” Y/n glares at Adam who looks at her with a bored expression. “How did you even get here before me.” She stares at Damian who simply gives her a smirk.

“You need to learn how to work with him, that’s why I paired you both.” Adam shrugs, “Don’t like it? You’re disqualified from the tournament.”

Y/n’s jaw drops as she stares at Adam. The ref was most definitely right about that. “Are you kidding me…”

“Am I laughing?” Adam sasses.

Y/n’s eyes darken and she goes to jump at Adam only to get caught by Damian who lifts her up as she thrashes against his hold, “See you Lunes for our next match.” Damian winks before walking out the office and closing it, setting Y/n down as she stares at him with a glare.

“What did you do. What did you say. He never pairs me with someone I don’t like.” Y/n demands answers.

“No hice nada.” Damian shrugs.

He lied.

Damian walks into Adam Pearces office right after Y/n left with a smile. He wanted to make her smile in so many ways.

“Priest,” Adam raises an eyebrow and looks up at Damian over his glasses, “what can i do for you?”

“Partner me up with y/n.” Damian motions over to where Y/n had just left.

Adam shakes his head, “she just threatened to drop my views, absolutely not.”

“you do realize she’s bluffing right? She loves this place.” Damian scoffs.

“I believe her.” Adam dismisses.

“Did she leave when I got here when she told you she would if I did?” Damian smirks and Adam pauses as he stares at his papers, in thought. “Exactamente.” Damian chuckles, “put me with her.”

Adam sighs and nods, “Alright, but you’re explaining to her.”

Y/n looks him up and down before nodding slowly, “i’m going to make your life a living hell through all of this.”

Damian smirks, “you do know we’re also going to be sharing a hotel room, right?”

Y/n sucks in a breath, “helll noo.”

“helll yesss.”

•••

“Why why why why.” Y/n walks inside her and Damian’s hotel room, walking quickly over to the bed that she will be claiming only to stop and see one bed. “oh HELL no.”

Y/n twirls herself around and immediately bumps into Damian’s chest making her suck in a breath as he looks at the one bed then at Y/n. “You need to really start paying attention to your surroundings…” he chuckles.

“This cannot be happening right now.” Y/n mumbles as she looks back at the bed then at Damian before shoving him away, “move.”

Damian moves to the side and watches as she storms out of the hotel room, no doubt about to go to receptionist. He takes his time to look around and sees the couch. He walks over and checks, nodding once he realizes it can turn into a makeshift bed.

Meanwhile, y/n is storming towards the front desk and plasters a fake smile. “Hi. Me and the man i was with, our room has only one bed.”

The receptionist looks up and frowns, “were you guys not a couple?”

“fuc- no. no we are not.” Y/n smiles.

“Well let me check if there’s any other rooms with two beds then.” The receptionist goes digging and y/n waits in front of her impatiently. “I’m so sorry…but the only other one is with one bedroom.”

Y/n clenched her jaw before nodding slowly, “that’s fine, thanks.”

Y/n walks away and back to her and Damian’s floor. She walks into their hotel room and sees him walking out with a towel wrapped around his waist and his body dripping with water. Y/n can’t help but gawk as he stops when she enters.

“Dam…” Y/n mumbles as she not so subtly checks him out.

“Like what you see?” Damian smirks.

Y/n snaps her eyes up to his face, “no.” She says with her face flushed.

“You were checking me out,” he smirks as he walks over to the makeshift bed. He unwraps the towel from his waist and immediately y/n shouts, covering her eyes. “I’m wearing underwear.”


y/n peaks through her fingers and huffs as she drops her arms seeing him with underwear. “there is only one hotel room left but it’s with one bed. We’re stuck with this one.”

Damian shrugs, “that’s fine.”

Y/n looks at the makeshift bed then back at Damian, “i’m not sleeping on that.”

“I know.” He says as he puts on some pajama pants, “never said you would.”

Y/n frowns, “are you sleeping on that…?”

“Mhm,” Damian nods and y/n starts feeling bad.

She usually wouldn’t have given a dam if he did but knowing he’ll be sore the next day, she couldn’t help herself. So the words that came out were a shock to her.

“I’ll sleep there…you can sleep on the bed.” Y/n says.

Damian and her both stare at each other with complete shock. “Your joking?” Damian raises an eyebrow and when y/n just stares at him with wide eyes he knows she’s not. “oh you’re not…”

“I know…” Y/n looks at him warily.

“Nah, you can have to bed.” Damian waves her off as he gets on the makeshift bed and y/n nods slowly.

“ok…it’s still up for grabs if you want it. you can always put me on that one…”


Damian looks at her warily and nods slowly, “uh huh…”

Y/n nods before rushing towards the bathroom to take herself a shower, leaving Damian with a smile that broke onto his face. That request alone made him feel all giddy inside and he was actually considering the offer.

That night though, he went against it and stayed his ass right on the makeshift bed.

•••

The weeks of the tournament was hell for y/n. Every dam hotel room they got it was with one bed. Every match they had Damian just had to get on her nerves and make her want to backstab him during every match. Every comment that came out of his mouth would make her flustered and her stomach warm up, which she did not like.

So far they were the ones winning each and every match they were in. Getting closer to the top of the chain for raw to win the whole dam tournament. On smack down, AJ Styles and Mia Yim were the ones reaching the top for their roster.

It was clear that Adam had a lot of hope on them seeing as they’re the only ones that have been winning.

Y/n and Damian walk into their new hotel room and y/n lets out a loud groan as she sees one bed, again.

“Unafuckingbelievable.” Y/n huffs and Damian rolls his eyes.

“It’s not something we haven’t handled before, cariño.” Damian says as he walks over to the couch.

Y/n rolls her eyes and throws her suitcase on the bed as she unpacks her pajamas.

“Tenemos una problema…” Damian says as he stands up straight and turns towards her. “It ain’t a sofa bed.”

Y/n hearts drops to her stomach as she feels herself get flustered, staring between him and the bed. “Oh…” was all Y/n said.

Damian sighs and looks at her, “i’ll go see if there’s any other rooms.”

“or i can sleep on the sofa…” Y/n blurts out and Damian stops in his track as he stares at her with a raised eyebrow.

“If anyone should sleep on the sofa, it should be me.” Damian says, “you can have the bed.”

“You’ve been sleeping on the sofa ever since this started, let me sleep there.”

“No.”

“yes.”

“no.”

“yes.”

“no.”

“yes.”

“yes.”

“no.”

Damian smirks as y/n lets out a shout, “i meant yes damit.”

“i’m sure you did.” He chuckles as he sits down on the sofa. “Why not share it?”

Y/n snaps her eyes towards Damian who seems to be nonchalant by his question but really, his heart is beating and it’s almost beating out of his ass.

“What?” Y/n questions.

“Why not share it…seeming as we won’t take yes or no as an answer. Problem solved. Only if you want to though.”

“and if I say no?” Y/n asks with a frown.

“I’m still sleeping on the sofa.”

“We can share.”

•••

Y/n is laying down on the bed on her side as she listens to the hotel shower running. Her heart was pounding as it gets closer to Damian ending his shower and them sleeping with each other. She made herself take a shower first so she didn’t have to walk out and see him on the bed, knowing she’ll force herself in the sofa.

They never slept in the same bed together. It was always Damian sleeping on the sofa bed whenever they had this type of situation.

Y/n snaps her eyes over to the bathroom door when she hears the shower stop and hear the curtains move. Her heart was pounding faster if that was possible as she waits for that door to open.

Damian himself was not doing too well. He was but you know. He was just as nervous as she was. When he had told her that there was no sofa bed and suggested they’d sleep together, he did not expect her to say yes, of all things. He expected a “hell no,” or something close to a no that had a swear word combined with it.

Damian takes in a deep breath and opens the bathroom door and walks out the bathroom door, making eye contact with her as she lays on her side with her arms curled on the side of her head. Y/n watches him as he walks by the hotel bed and on the side that he claimed. She didn’t want to turn her head to stare at him but she did feel him dip the bed and slowly get in. Their backs facing each other.

“Night…” y/n whispers as she keeps herself away from him.

“Noches…”

•••

Y/n had been avoiding Damian. For multiple reasons that is(no she isn’t.) She thinks it is, but it isn’t. She just practiced reasons just in case he was to ask her why she’s been avoiding him. The actual reason was because of what happened that morning.

Y/n whines as she hears her alarm go off, indicating that it was fine for her ass to wake up for work today. Y/n slowly opens her eyes and frowns when she hears something thumping underneath her. She also felt something soft but hard against her. It was comfortable actually. She felt herself pressing her head into the thing underneath her and gripping her arms that was around something. She was too comfortable. She was slowly falling back asleep until she felt whatever was underneath her, move. That immediately made her eyes snap as she slowly takes a side glance over at what she was lying on. She seen a tattoo on the right chest she was laying on and she immediately flies up as she looks down at Damian who her arms caging his head as he slowly wakes up. Out of instinct, y/n rolls away and ends up falling off the bed with a thud.

Damian jolts awake as he looks around, to see y/n side empty and his chest cold as if something was lying on there. “y/n?”

“yeah…” y/n mumbled as she stays on the floor.

“¿estas bien?” Damian asks with his morning voice that has y/n closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath.

“mhm…” she hummed, “just…chillin.” she says as she slowly gets on her knees and starts crawling to the bathroom.

“ok…”

She didn’t even know if Damian knew that she had slept on him. That thought alone evaporated from her mind as she didn’t want to think about that. The embarrassment of knowing that he might know? She couldn’t handle that.

Y/n walks out her locker room with her gear on and ready to start the last match for the tournament. Her and Damian vs AJ Styles and Mia Yim.

“You’ve been avoiding me, cariño,” Y/n stiffens as she hears Damian’s voice as he walks over to her.

“No i’m not.” Y/n says as she starts walking with him trailing behind her.

“Yes you are.” Damian scoffs, “since this morning may I add.”

“why are you worried about that when you should be worried that the match we have is today? It’s to decide who wins the whole dam thing.” Y/n excuses as she gets them to the curtains. “Bye bye.”

•••

“Bye bye.” Damian watches as Y/n walks out backstage and towards the arena.

He knew what had happened. He had woken up in the middle of the night when he felt it.

Damian’s eyes snap open when he feels another weight on his body. He goes rigged as he feels arms wrap around his neck. He slowly looks down to see y/n’s head on his chest and her arms around his neck, cuddling against him.

“y/n…” he whispers gently. He tries removing her arm away from his neck but her grip only tightens. He didn’t mind, he really didn’t. But he knew how embarrassed she gets and if she woke up to cuddling him? Even more embarrassed for her.

Y/n whines in her sleep as she pulls herself as close as possible to Damian, refusing to let go in her sleep. He smiles a bit as he stares at her peaceful face.

“Que linda…”

Was he going to tell her? Possibly, possibly not. He was still debating.

“your on.” Someone tells Damian and he walks out to the arena.

•••

Damian and Y/n stares at each other as Mia and AJ are both in between them. Mia on y/n side and Aj on Damian’s side. They were trying to figure out where the hell to go from here. They had the upper hand, they just had to figure out how to use it.

“hacemos la finisher tuyo.” Y/n says and Damian raises an eyebrow before nodding and they both get right at it.

Y/n claps her hand in front of Mia’s face right as Damian did before setting her up for The Reckoning.

They both pin the duo down and win the match as the crowd goes crazy and the announcer announces them as the winner.

They ignore though. They’re too busy staring at each other with emotions coursing through their eyes as the ref helps them stand up and raise their hands.

“Nos ganamos,” Damian says as he walks over to y/n who nods slowly.

“yes we did…we won the whole dam thing.” Y/n swallows as she stares up at Damian with an unfamiliar feeling.

Damian snaps and throws her over his shoulder, making her scream as he gets out of the ring with her hung.

“MIRA MAMAGUEVO!” Y/n shouts as she thrashes in his arms while the crowd cheers for them.

Damian storms up the ramp and backstage, ignoring everyone that stares at them as he leads them to his locker room.

“put. me. down.” She smacks his back as he walks into his locker room and shuts the door. Y/n feels herself get set down and before she has the opportunity to open her mouth, it’s caught in a kiss.

Y/n automatically closes her eyes as she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him down for more.


Damian smirks in the kiss as he wraps his own arms around her body, lifting her up a bit to meet him to his height.

It ended too quick for y/n as she chases after his lips when he pulls away, making him chuckle. “Cálmate cálmate. No voy ningún lado.” He smirks.

Y/n huffs and covers her face when she realizes how desperate she looked. “Why’d you kiss me…?”

“Give you your prize for getting us the win…” Damian says as he lifts her head up to look at him, “and to show you that i love you.”

Y/n feels a smile appear on her face at that. She’s accepting that what she was feeling was that. Love.

“And…i might love you too.”

[damiansgoodgirll]

can you make hc for the judgment day being super protective over the reader, like she is the baby of the group being younger and everyone is super protective of her

the judgment day x reader (platonic)

the baby of the group

the judgment day knew how to scare people around them but when you joined the group, they all felt a sense of urgency in order to protect you and make you feel safe. as you joined the group you were only nineteen, the youngest of them all and they all wanted to show people around that no one had to mess with you, otherwise they would make people’s lives a living nightmare.

rhea ripley

rhea saw you as a little sister, as you reminded her of her younger sister due to your young age. she loved your bubbly personality, it brought a new vibe to the group that she was loving. she acted more like a big sister kind of protector, always checking on you if you were going out at night, offering to pick you up in case you decided to drink and you couldn’t drive, making sure the clubs or bar you went to were safe and not full of drunk people and always telling you to call her if you found yourself in trouble. she promised herself that she was always going to keep you safe and she wasn’t going to break that promise anytime soon.

finn balor

finn adored you. he adored you from the second you stepped into the judgment day. he was like a mentor to you, always helping you train and teaching you new moves and tricks. he loved spending time with you, due to the huge age difference between the two of you, he loved how you taught him how to use new apps, how you showed him everything that kids your age liked nowadays, new slangs and way of speaking and everytime he tried to speak like you did, he sounded like the cool dad who tried to make a good impression on his daughter’s friends. he saw you like a daughter in some way. he felt the urge to protect you from the world outside sometimes, because to him, you were only a teenage girl who was still learning about the world and he knew how sometimes the world could be cruel with people and he didn’t want you to face the reality, not yet at least. he was a shoulder you could cry on if you needed, he would listen without judging you and that’s why you loved him so much, he showed you a vulnerable side that he wouldn’t show to the other members of the group and you were so grateful you had found someone like finn.

damian priest

damian was your guardian angel. he was the one to make you laugh and smile in case you were sad. he was the one to take you shopping if your friends were busy. he was the one who would stay up all night with you just gossiping about other wrestlers but he also was the one who would kick boys asses in case they would make you cry. he was like rhea, always checking on you if you wanted to stay out late but he had like a sixth sense sometimes and he couldn’t help to “spy” on you. he trusted you, he didn’t trust the boys around you. you caught him in the same bar as you a few times but instead of being mad, you were thankful that someone cared so much about you that would even start spying you. a few guys tried to hit you up and when you politely declined them, they wouldn’t back away and so damian had to intervene. he made sure that those boys would never hit on you ever again. sometimes he even helped you through your hungover, he would let you stay at his place because he didn’t want you to stay alone in case you felt sick. he always made sure you were safe and comfortable and you always reminded him how thankful you were to have him in your life.

dominik mysterio

dom was like the “best friend protective mode” guy. you were at the same age of his sister so he knew how to deal with you. you two went along immediately. you two had a lot in commons and it made it easier to connect with each other. he was funny and he always made you laugh but at the same time he was a great friend, always being there for you if you needed him and you were the first person he told that he was going to propose to his girlfriend. you were there for him the same way he was there for you, always having each other’s back.

[sevikasfavorite]

SENOR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, DAMIAN PRIEST😭😭

[candycat17]

Okay, I’ve been seeing Barbie movie poster memes and….

[fireflyeditzz]

Pov: what i want dominik to do on Monday

(I'm sorry for the pic...not really lol)