How Judgement Members React To The Car Breaking Down During A Road Trip
Characters: Dominik Mysterio, Finn Balor, Liv Morgan, Raquel Rodriguez, and Roxanne Perez. // x Fem!Reader.
Warnings: None!
Word Count: 1,949
A/N: Been thinking about this little prompt for like 2 days and I didn’t want to write it at first, but I ended up doing it clearly. Also, I actually forgot about JD, so he’s not in this one. Hope You Enjoy!
“Why do we gotta do this again?” You heard Liv ask as she smacked on a piece of bubblegum.
“For the last time, Liv, this is a team bonding trip. Just think about it: the fresh air, smell of a fire burning, birds singing, it’s all so perfect!” Finn explained continuing to drive.
“Well I think it’s stupid.” She let out, crossing her arms over her chest.
“It’s not stupid! I think this trip is a really good idea. Plus, it lets me get to know you guys since I’m new to the team!”
Liv rolled her eyes at Roxanne’s cheerful tone. “No one wants you on the team anyways.” Dominik quickly jumped in. “Liv!”
The blonde turned to look at him as if she was offended by him calling her name. “Don’t say my name! You know it’s true!”
Raquel let out a sigh, pushing her earbuds deeper into her ears so she wouldn’t have to hear the bickering. You sat in the back, slightly amused at the arguing.
Due to all the yelling, no one noticed the confused look on Finn’s face as he looked down at the dashboard. “What the-” He muttered to himself before the car’s engine made a weird voice and the car came to a complete stop.
The arguing quickly died down as everyone shared the same look of confusion. “Where are we?” Dominik spoke. Finn’s head slammed against his seat and a sigh was let out his mouth. “The car ran out of gas.”
Silence finally took over the vehicle as everyone didn’t know what to do.
“Well, I guess that means we stay the night here!” Roxanne suggested, surprisingly not getting a witty response from Liv.
She knew she was right. Everyone knew that.
There’s no way in hell y’all were gonna sleep outside. The location you were trying to get to was a campsite with log cabins. Somewhere with a roof over your head!
“She’s right, let’s all get out and try to get some signal to call for help.” Finn added, everyone following his rules.
Dominik Mysterio:
You watched as everyone got out of the car, taking in their surroundings, but as you looked back, the sight of Dominik looking through the window caught your eye.
“What are you doing?” You asked him with a laugh. “I don’t wanna get out. All those bugs and animals are probably gonna eat me.” You laughed once more, throwing your head back. “Dom, it’s 1 o’clock in the afternoon, I don’t think any big animals are gonna come out and eat you.”
You watched as Dominik fought a battle in his head, trying to choose if he should stay in the hot car or go out with everyone else.
He must’ve been thinking for too long because all he felt was your hand on his wrist and your booming voice in his ears.
“Dominik, get your ass out the van and come help the team!”
You yanked on his arm, but he held onto the seat. “No, I don’t wanna get out!” You groaned at his protests. “Dominik just get out the car!” “No!”
You turned slightly to see the rest of the team except Raquel giving you weird looks, her look asking, ‘do you need help?’ You shook your head and turned back to the man-child.
“Dominik if you don’t let go of that seat right now, I’m gonna get Raquel to make you let go.” Dominik gasped that was barely audible, but you heard it.
Due to his small distraction you forcibly yanked him one more time, his hands successfully letting go of the seat, and a little girl scream erupting from him.
“Hey!”
You ignored his complaining, continuing to drag him far from the truck.
“Why’d you do that? Now all the misquotes are gonna get me!” You playfully rolled your eyes. “Y’know it’s a real shame my boyfriend is scared to get out of a van because of bugs.”
Dominik pouted while pulling his phone from his pocket. “Chill out, it’s not just bugs. They're monsters.”
Finn Balor:
Despite the complaints from Liv and a scared Dominik, everyone got out except for you once you noticed Finn staying in the driver's seat. Once Roxanne closed the door, you maneuvered your way into the passenger seat.
“What’s going on with you, Finny?” You asked with his nickname, trying to lighten the mood. He sighed, running his tattooed hand through his short hair. “This is all my fault.” He said, a frown coming to your face. “I should’ve been paying more attention to the gas.”
You shook your head, resting your hand against his arm. “No babe, it’s not your fault. It was just…a mistake?” You tried reassuring him, but it came out more as a question.
Technically, it was his fault, but you don’t want your husband to feel that way.
“Yeah, but we literally didn’t have to be in this situation if I was on top of the gas, and I left the extra gas we had at the house because Dominik was pestering me about tenders and fries.”
You couldn’t help, but giggle at the reasoning. “See! You just said it! If it wasn’t for Dom asking about tendies and fries, we wouldn’t have broken down on the road. It’s Dominik’s fault!”
That familiar laugh came through his mouth and a smile was put on your face. “You’re smiling! That means you know I’m right.”
Finn laughed once more, shaking his head before looking up at you. “Thank you for this.” You tilted your head to the side. “For what?”
“For being my wife and reassuring me when things go wrong.” You chuckled, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now get out the van old man and help the team find a signal.”
Liv Morgan:
“Ugh, I can’t believe I have to be out here!” Liv complained as you closed the car door.
“Babe it’ll be just for a couple of minutes, I’m sure of it. We just have to get some signal on our phones.” You explained to her while holding your phone high up in the air.
“That’s the problem, I don’t wanna be out here. It’s hot, there’s mosquitoes, and—EW, what is that!” You laughed at her complaining. “Babe it’s just an ant, calm down.”
Liv rolled her eyes. “I don’t wanna do anything. Can you just look for the signal for me?” You put your hand down with a sigh. You wanted to tell her no. You wanted to tell her to do it herself, but when you looked at her, she was giving you ‘the look’.
“Don’t look at me like that.” You moaned out, closing your eyes. She had a pout on her face while looking up at you with her doe eyes, fluttering her lashes. “Please, baby.” She continued, this time stepping closer to you, her perfume suffocating your nose.
“Fine!”
Her ‘look’ quickly came off her face and a smile was replaced. “Oh thank you, thank you!” She quickly jumped in your arms and pecked your lips before nuzzling her nose against yours. You two giggled like teenagers in their first relationship, but the moment was broken by the new member.
“Y/n, you know you don’t have to do it. We’re a team, we’re supposed to work together. All of us.” Liv exhaled a deep breath, silently showing how annoyed she was, and also how she was trying to calm herself down before she said something that could get her punished by Finn.
“First of all Roxanne, no one was talking to you. Second, you’re not part of this team. Like I said earlier, I don’t want you here, Raquel doesn’t want you here, and Y/n sure as hell doesn’t, so how about you mind your business and keep trying to find that signal.”
She ended her sentence with a smile that was clearly fake and dragged you away from the younger girl.
“God I hate her.” Liv mumbled under her breath.
This was gonna be a long trip.
Raquel Rodriguez:
You stepped out of the car on shaky legs, looking around you. Trees were everywhere, but you didn’t know what was in them. There could be bears, foxes, snakes, and much more dangerous creatures.
Raquel noticed the drift you had and quickly pulled you close to her. “What’s going on in your head, amor?” (love) You let out a nervous laugh. “Nothing, just me being childish.”
Raquel cocked her head to the side in question. “You’re never being childish. Unless, you mean too.” You laughed at that. “I’m just kinda scared of the woods. Like all I can think of is animals coming to attack me or something.”
You were ready for her teasing to come, but it never did. Instead, her hand came to your chin, forcing you to look up at her.
“Hey, that’s not childish. A lot of people are scared of the woods, especially at night.” She reassured you. “Plus, I do have pretty big muscles that can defend you if something tries to attack us.” She said, flexing her arm with a dramatic grunt.
You laughed, not believing this woman was your girlfriend.
“And I have a strong back that’s big enough to carry a person on, so if you wanna piggyback ride me…” She trailed off, pointing at her back with her thumb.
You quickly hopped on her, her arms quickly holding onto your legs. With one hand still holding you, she dug in her pocket, pulled out her phone, and held it up to you.
“Here. See if you can get any signal while high up.”
You two ended up being the ones to get some signal and call Carlito.
Roxanne Perez:
Your arm could break off your body with how long it’s been in the air. You’ve been trying to get signal, one bar at least, but nothing has come.
You let out an annoyed groan, laying your head against a tree. “We’ve been at this for like 2 hours!” You groaned out, hearing Dominik agree with you.
“I’m sweaty!” You heard Liv yell out.
“I’m getting bit up by mosquitoes. My poor legs!” Dominik whined.
“Yeah, and I’m starving.” You commented, your stomach backing you up with a loud grumble.
“Oh, are you hungry Y/n?”
You jumped at the voice. It was Roxanne.
“Yeah.”
She quickly rushed to the van and dug around in the trunk for a few seconds, your eyebrows scrunching in confusion. What was she searching for? Your question was soon answered as she pulled out a small cooler and returned back to you with a smile on her face.
“Here ya go!”
You opened the cooler and there it was—your savior. Sandwiches and cold waters and juices. “Hey, where did you get this?” You asked her as you grabbed a sandwich and water.
“I made it! Thought it would be useful on the road.” You unwrapped the sandwich, and not very lady-like, shoved it in your mouth, a moan coming out of it at the taste. “Mmm, this is good!” Roxanne grinned at your compliment.
“Guys, you gotta come try Roxxie’s food and drinks!” You missed it, but Roxanne’s face turned a deep shade of pink, her grin getting bigger at the nickname.
She was taken out of her thoughts when Finn, Raquel, a greedy Dominik, and hesitant Liv grabbed some food.
Finn sat on the hood of the car, Dominik, Raquel, and Liv were inside, and you and Roxanne sat in the open trunk, all enjoying the food.
While Roxanne got praised by the rest of the team, except for Liv, all that mattered to her was you.
this is where I imagine all of this is taking place.
Hi, so I have an idea where the reader is a musician and is working with wwe whether that is for a theme song for raw or is performing for one of the PLE (you can choose). So Paul is showing the reader backstage and introducing the reader to different wrestlers and he ends up introducing reader to the current Judgment Day and reader and Liv ends up flirting and the judgment day are about to open up raw and liv says to watch her after that’s done they continue to talk and end up making a deal that if liv wins reader has to take her on a date and if she doesn’t well (reader still takes her on a date) something happens during the match but liv still retains so the reader takes her to the movies or an arcade something funny and cute.
“Encore”
Liv Morgan x Musician!Reader
Fluff, Flirtation, and a Sprinkle of Chaos
Backstage at WWE – Early Afternoon
You weren’t sure what was louder — the bass in the arena during rehearsal or your heartbeat as Paul “Triple H” Levesque led you through the chaotic maze of backstage WWE.
“You’ve been killing it with that remix for RAW’s new theme,” Paul said as you followed him. “We’re pumped to debut it during the next PLE — let’s say… Backlash. Live performance. Crowd will eat it up.”
You nod, trying to play it cool, though the idea of performing in front of a packed arena had your nerves doing cartwheels.
He stopped at a locker room door, glancing back at you with a grin. “You’re a fan, right?”
“Since I was a kid.”
“Then I think you’ll appreciate this one.”
He pushed the door open.
Judgment Day.
Finn Balor was lacing up his boots. Damian Priest leaned against the wall sipping a protein shake. Dominik was arguing with someone on speakerphone. And there, in the corner mirror adjusting her gear with one foot propped on the bench, was Liv Morgan.
Time slowed.
She looked over her shoulder when she noticed you. You tried not to visibly short-circuit.
Paul introduced you, and Finn gave a nod. Damian gave one of those intimidating but approving nods. But Liv?
Liv smirked. “You the one behind that beat I’ve been hearing all day?”
You nod. “Guilty.”
“Hmm,” she says, looking you up and down. “Cute and talented? You’re gonna be trouble.”
You blink. “You should see me on stage.”
She laughed — a light, mischievous sound. “Maybe I will.”
Before you could come up with something clever to say, a producer popped in. “Judgment Day! You’re opening RAW. Let’s move.”
Liv stood, adjusted her gear, and walked past you — slowly, intentionally brushing your arm.
“Watch me,” she said over her shoulder, biting her lip slightly. “I’m about to steal the whole show.”
You were pretty sure you forgot how to breathe.
Ringside, During Liv’s Match
Judgment Day made their entrance with their usual dominance. Liv stood center ring, title held high, her eyes flicking to where you stood just beyond the barricade, watching intently.
Before the bell, she turned slightly toward your direction.
“If I win,” she mouthed, “you owe me a date.”
You raised a brow, mouthed back, “And if you don’t?”
She winked. “Still a date. But I pick what we do.”
You laughed, holding up your hands. “Deal.”
The Match
Liv was up against a strong contender — Zoey Stark — and things got heated fast.
Mid-match, there was a moment of chaos — distraction outside the ring, ref bump, maybe a steel chair tease — and you looked like you were about to climb the barricade from anxiety.
But Liv, ever the chaotic genius, reversed the finisher and rolled her opponent into a pin.
1… 2… 3.
Liv Morgan retains.
She popped up, grinning, sweaty, triumphant, and made a heart with her hands — then pointed it right at you.
The Date – Post Show
You didn’t even bother with anything fancy.
An arcade.
She walked in wearing her hoodie over her ring gear, hair messy, face still lit up from the win.
“You didn’t think I was gonna pick some boring dinner, did you?” she teased, picking up a plastic gun for a zombie shooter. “You owe me.”
“And if you lost, what would we be doing right now?”
She grinned. “Still this. But I’d have made you wear a Judgment Day shirt all night.”
You laughed. “What makes you think I wouldn’t anyway?”
You ended up playing basketball shootouts, skee-ball, racing games. She was frustratingly good. Every time she won, she bumped her shoulder into yours and said “That’s another kiss I get later.”
Eventually, you found yourselves at the photo booth — you both crammed inside, laughing as the countdown ticked.
First shot: Smiles.
Second: Tongues out.
Third: She kissed your cheek.
Fourth: You kissed hers.
The strip printed out. She grabbed it, tucked it in her hoodie, and said softly, “Next time, I want you front row at Backlash when I come out to your music.”
You looked at her, heart racing.
“Deal,” you
End Scene:
Outside the arcade, she linked her pinky with yours under the streetlight.
“For real,” Liv said, more softly this time, “thanks for watching me tonight.”
so i was thinking a liv morgan x reader where the reader also has their own issues with rhea outside of the whole liv thing so she decides to go behind everyone’s back and talk to adam so that she has a match against rhea where if rhea wins the reader has to leave liv and the judgement day but if the reader wins rhea has to leave them alone and start all over from the bottom to get a chance for the wwc. liv finds out about the match when the come on and she starts racing to the ring but she knows there’s nothing she can do. (you can decide how the match ends but we definitely need a lil cute moment between liv and the reader after the match where liv asks why she risked everything and she says cause she loves her and rhea was making them miserable)
Sorry for taking too long
Risky Decision
LIV MORGAN X FEM! READER
The air backstage at Monday Night Raw was electric, as always. But you felt a storm brewing inside your chest — the kind that couldn’t be ignored any longer. You weren’t just dealing with the chaos of Liv being the Women’s World Champion, or the power plays within The Judgment Day…
No. You were also dealing with her.
Rhea Ripley.
Even after everything — after her injury, after Liv took her title, after you chose Liv — Rhea hadn’t left you alone. The cold stares, the quiet threats, the tension in every hallway passed. And Liv never saw the worst of it. You’d kept it to yourself… because she already had enough on her shoulders.
But this wasn’t about Liv. This was about you, and Rhea, and the fact that you weren’t going to live under her shadow any longer.
So, without telling anyone — not Liv, not Finn, not Damian — you knocked on Adam Pearce’s door. You didn’t ask.
You demanded.
Match Card Reveal – Final Hour of RAW
The arena lights dimmed as a match graphic flashed on the titantron.
“Rhea Ripley vs. (Y/N): If (Y/N) loses, they must leave Liv Morgan and The Judgment Day. If Rhea loses, she must start from the bottom for another shot at the Women’s World Championship.”
The crowd erupted in a mix of gasps and cheers.
Cut to: Backstage
Liv Morgan was mid-interview when the screen behind her caught her eye.
She froze. The smile slipped from her face like water.
Her jaw clenched. “What… what is that?” she asked, more to herself than to anyone else.
A producer tried to call her back. She didn’t even hear them. The title nearly slipped from her shoulder as she turned and sprinted toward Gorilla.
In the Arena – Moments Later
Your music hit.
You walked to the ring with a calm that didn’t match the riot in your chest. But this was right. It was you standing up for yourself. For your happiness.
For Liv.
Rhea Ripley was already in the ring, smirking like she’d been waiting for this moment for months. And maybe she had.
You could see it in her ...Rhea Ripley was already in the ring, smirking like she’d been waiting for this moment for months. And maybe she had.
You could see it in her eyes — not just determination, but something more bitter, more personal. Like she wasn’t just here to win a match.
She was here to punish you.
You stood across from her, heart pounding. The bell rang.
The Match
From the first lock-up, it wasn’t a wrestling match — it was a war.
Rhea threw brutal shots, and you matched her with raw resilience. Suplexes. Counters. Submission holds. The crowd was on their feet for almost every exchange.
At one point, she slammed you into the mat with such force the arena gasped. You barely kicked out. Every time she got you into a corner, her forearm came down a little harder than necessary — a little more personal. She didn’t talk trash. She didn’t need to. Her silence said it all.
And yet… you kept getting up.
Cut to: Liv Morgan, racing through the back.
She shoved through security, ignored the referees yelling at her, her chest heaving as the sounds of the crowd grew louder. She could hear your name being chanted — and Rhea’s. She reached Gorilla just as the monitor showed Rhea lifting you for a Riptide.
Liv: “NO!!”
Back in the ring—
But you weren’t done yet. You twisted out of the Riptide at the last second, landing awkwardly on your feet, staggering, but not falling. You launched off the ropes with a running knee, catching Rhea clean across the face. Then a DDT. You hooked her leg—
1… 2… she kicks out.
You screamed in frustration. Everything hurt. Your ribs. Your shoulder. Your legs. But you refused to stop.
Rhea tried again. This time, the Riptide landed.
The crowd groaned.
1… 2… you got your foot on the rope.
The arena erupted.
Even Rhea looked stunned, her lips parting in disbelief.
And then it happened — the final moments. You reversed a powerbomb into a rollup, and when Rhea kicked out, you transitioned into your finisher.
You hit it. Clean. You covered her.
1… 2… 3.
The bell rang.
You lay there for a few seconds, staring at the lights, tears blurring your vision. You’d done it. You didn’t just beat her —
You freed yourself.
Liv’s Entrance Hits.
She sprinted down the ramp in full gear, title forgotten at ringside. She slid under the ropes and immediately dropped to her knees beside you.
Liv: “Hey—hey, look at me. Are you okay? What the hell was that? Why didn’t you tell me?”
You sat up slowly, wincing, but smiling. “I had to do it alone, Liv. This was between me and her.”
Her eyes were glassy, her hands cradling your face, searching yours like she was still scared she’d lose you. “But the stipulation—you risked us. Everything we built.”
You took her hands in yours, resting your forehead against hers.
You: “I risked it… because I love you. And Rhea was making us miserable. I couldn’t be happy with you while I still had her shadow choking me.”
Liv blinked, stunned silent for a beat. Then her lips curled into the softest smile.
She kissed you. Not wild. Not dramatic. Just soft, firm, and full of relief.
Liv: “You idiot. You reckless, stupid, brave idiot. You're mine. And I’m never letting you go again.”
The crowd roared as Liv pulled you into a tight hug, her fingers tangled in your hair, the tension finally melting off her shoulders. The Judgment Day music hit in the background, but this moment — this victory — was yours and hers alone.
Fade out on Liv holding your face, brushing away your hair, whispering:
so ive been thinking maybe you can write something where the reader is dom’s sister but they haven’t spoken since dom betrayed their dad. The reader is part of damage control and when iyo wins the number 1 contenders match shes very much in the middle wanting to be happy for one of her close friends but also wanting her girlfriend to keep the championship, but when kota returns and iyo decides to get involved in the tag match, the reader is quick to get involved not wanting iyo or liv to hurt each other, this leads to tensions rising between iyo and the reader leading to her having to make the choice of liv of iyo ultimately she chooses liv but not without speaking to dakota first. her choosing liv ultimately results in her and dom reuniting in front of all the fans and everyone being happy that the mysterio twins are back together.
Back to OG
Liv Morgan x F!MysterioReader
Wn; Betrayal, Angst
The crowd is electric on this night of Monday Night Raw, the spotlight set on the Women’s World Championship match: Liv Morgan vs Iyo Sky. Tensions are high, and emotions are boiling beneath the surface.
Backstage, you stands beside Dakota Kai and Iyo Sky. You speaks calmly but with heaviness in her voice.
>“I’m not going out there. I need to watch from the back tonight,”
you lies.
Iyo gives a small nod, placing a hand on the your shoulder. Dakota smiles, understanding—or so she thinks.
>“We trust you,” Dakota says simply.
But as soon as the bell rings, the your heart starts pounding. Watching Iyo fight Liv is like watching two parts of you world clash. Iyo—a sister in arms from Damage CTRL. Liv—your girlfriend, your heart, the champion. And you knows something: you can’t let Liv lose tonight.
---
The match grows intense. Liv fights with everything she has, but Iyo is faster, sharper, and more dangerous than ever. A springboard moonsault. A running knee. Liv is fading, and Iyo’s about to end it.
Suddenly, from the crowd—
Dominik Mysterio appears at ringside.
He hops up on the apron, shouting at the referee. Referee turns to stop him, yelling for Dom to back down.
The distraction is perfect.
You bolts from backstage, sliding into the ring just as Iyo is poised to strike. Iyo stops, confused, as you runs at her— and then throws her arms around her.
A hug.
But then—
BAM! ANGILIST DDT!!
The crowd explodes in shock as you drives Iyo into the mat with her finisher—hooking both arms and spiking her with impact. Iyo’s body goes limp.
You slides out of the ring, breath heavy, mind racing.
Dakota Kai, wide-eyed, storms down the ramp.
“What the hell was that?!”
Dak reaches the floor and comes face to face with you. There's a flicker of regret in the your eyes—but it vanishes.
ANGILIST DDT! AGAIN!
Dakota is laid out cold on the floor at ringside. The betrayal is complete.
Liv sees her moment. She crawls toward Iyo and throws an arm over her.
Dominik drops down from the apron. The referee turns—seeing only the cover.
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
“AND STILL! YOUR WOMEN’S WORLD CHAMPION... LIV MORGAN!!”
Liv clutches the title, unaware of everything that just happened—only that she survived, and retained.
---
Backstage, you walks alone through the hallway. The lights seem colder now. The air heavier. You left your friends broken, and your loyalty with your love.
But just ahead, standing near gorilla position...
Dominik.
For the first time in what feels like forever, you looks at him not as a traitor. Not as the brother who turned his back— but as family.
He walks up slowly. The tension is heavy.
“You really did that...”
“You helped Liv,” he says softly.
“You distracted the ref,” she replies, voice tight.
“Guess we’re even now.”
There’s a beat of silence.
Then, without another word, Dominik pulls her into a hug. For the first time in years, the Mysterio twins are back together. The crowd watches on the titantron and erupts in cheers.
But then—
Liv Morgan steps into frame, still holding the Women’s World Championship. Her hair is tousled, her makeup smudged, but her smile—bright, genuine—is all for the reader.
“You okay?” Liv asks softly, touching the your face.
“I am now,” you breathes, pulling her close.
Liv glances at Dominik, who just smirks and says:
“Took you both long enough.”
The three of them stand together, a powerful image on the screen.
The Mysterio twins reunited.
Liv Morgan still champion.
And you... finally free to love, to choose, and to stand between two worlds no longer.
Sorry if it looks weird. But now I'm back!
Sorry for making everyone wait so long.
I still have to adjust a lot. My skills have dropped a lot.
Hey! so im not sure if you do stuff like this but i haven’t seen anything done with livdom. so i was thinking maybe you could do a livdom x reader. where they are in a relationship but they bath have feelings for the reader but the reader has stayed “loyal” to rhea (or so they thought) and everyone is surprised as hell (including livdom) when reader comes out helps liv and crown jewel and says absolutely nothing and then on the raw after she comes out and says why she helped liv. ending with a cute moment between reader and livdom and maybe even raquel and lil baby saudi (cause he is adorable)
Never say Never!
choice
(Liv Morgan x Dominik Misterio x Reader!)
WN; Request, Fluffy
Crown Jewel was supposed to be another defining night in Liv Morgan’s career. Standing in the ring, battered but determined, Liv was moments away from losing her chance at victory when chaos erupted. Everyone watching gasped as you stormed down the ramp, sliding into the ring just in time to intercept a brutal attack aimed at Liv. Without a word, you struck, leveling her opponent and clearing the path for Liv to secure the win. Your loyalty to Rhea Ripley had been well-documented, so your sudden betrayal left the entire WWE Universe in shock—including Liv and Dominik.
As the bell rang and Liv’s music hit, the crowd roared, but all eyes were on you. Liv stared at you from across the ring, her wide eyes a mix of confusion and disbelief, while Dominik looked between the two of you, clearly trying to piece everything together. You offered no explanation, no smirk, no words—just a single glance at Liv before leaving the ring and disappearing into the crowd, leaving the WWE Universe buzzing with questions.
---
The following night on Raw, the arena was electric with speculation. Fans, commentators, and even The Judgment Day themselves wanted answers. Liv and Dominik stood in the ring, microphones in hand, as Liv spoke first, her voice full of curiosity and uncharacteristic nervousness.
“Okay, let’s cut to the chase,” Liv said, pacing slightly. “We all saw what happened at Crown Jewel. And I know everyone’s been wondering the same thing we are.” She glanced at Dominik, who nodded, his expression unusually serious. “Why? Why did you help me?”
As if on cue, your music hit, and the crowd erupted in cheers. Dressed in casual gear, you walked out to the ring with purpose, pausing briefly to soak in the atmosphere. Sliding under the ropes, you stood in front of Liv and Dominik, microphone in hand, the weight of the moment pressing down on you. The tension in the arena was palpable as you took a deep breath and finally spoke.
“I’ve always believed in loyalty,” you began, your voice steady despite the emotions bubbling beneath the surface. “And for the longest time, I thought my loyalty belonged to someone who saw me as nothing more than a tool—a pawn in their games. But over the last few months, I’ve seen what true loyalty looks like.”
You turned to Liv, meeting her gaze. “I’ve watched you, Liv. I’ve seen how much heart you put into every match, every fight. And Dom...” Your eyes shifted to Dominik, whose face softened at the mention of his name. “I’ve seen how far you’ll go to protect the people you care about.”
The crowd murmured as the pieces began to fall into place. You smiled faintly, lowering the microphone for a moment before continuing. “At Crown Jewel, I made a choice. I chose to stand with people who fight for each other, not just themselves. I chose you.”
Liv’s eyes widened, and Dominik’s jaw dropped as the crowd erupted into cheers. The tension between the three of you shifted, replaced by an unspoken understanding. Liv stepped forward, hesitating for just a moment before pulling you into a tight hug, her emotions spilling over. Dominik joined in, wrapping his arms around both of you, the three of you sharing a rare, vulnerable moment in the middle of the ring.
---
Later that night, the celebration continued backstage. Raquel Rodriguez, who had always been a close friend to Liv, joined in, teasing you about your dramatic entrance. “You sure know how to make an entrance,” she joked, handing you a bottle of water.
But the real star of the night was Lil Baby Saudi, Liv’s recently adopted kitten. The tiny ball of fluff had been a surprise discovery in Saudi Arabia, and Liv had instantly fallen in love. Now, the kitten was nestled in Liv’s arms, purring contentedly as Liv beamed at you and Dominik.
“She likes you,” Liv said, holding the kitten out toward you. Lil Baby Saudi meowed softly, batting at your fingers as you gently scratched her head.
“Guess that makes us a family now,” Dominik said with a grin, throwing an arm around both you and Liv. You rolled your eyes at his cheesiness but couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips.
As the night wore on, the four of you—plus one very spoiled kitten—settled into a new rhythm. Whatever challenges lay ahead, you knew you’d face them together. And for the first time in a long time, you felt like you truly belonged.
Hi, I hope you are doing well! I was wondering if maybe you could write a Gionna Daddio and female reader story.
Topic 1:
Maybe the reader decides to spoil Gionna and takes her shopping (or Gionna wants to go shopping, so the reader gives Gionna her card while she stays home and takes care of the farm and animals) and the reader tells her to go wild and they visit all of these different stores and the last place Gionna wants to go in is a shoe store and gets a whole bunch of different shoes but what the reader doesn’t know is that she gets them a lot of matching items as a surprise because she wants them to match and so when the reader asks her what all did she buy, she shows her.
Topic 2:
Maybe where everyone is getting ready for Gionna's (liv) match against Lina (Nia) at Crown Jewel and the reader is in her head and starts to have flashbacks to when Gionna got hurt, to getting surgery, then recovery to her returning and achieving all of what she has done, so when she wins and becomes the first-ever women’s Crown Jewel Champion, the reader gets emotional and when Victoria (Raquel) and Dominik ask her what’s wrong she explains why she's crying and just how proud she is and Gionna overhears and gets emotional and when they’re finally alone Gionna tells the reader that she overheard her conversation and that she is thankful for the reader being there and staying when times got rough (just being lovey dovey basically lol).
Thank you for taking the time to read this, I know it’s long my bad lol, just trying to get my concept across. Can’t wait to see what you can do with either of these (hopefully I can see both concepts come to light in the future) and thank you for writing other Liv Morgan stories they are a joy to read!
Also if you do not feel comfortable with using their real names then you can use their character name, I wouldn’t be upset.
Sorry it took me so long, I liked the idea so I had a little fun with it.
WN; Request, longg storyy, ton of fluffy
Spoiled to rots
It was a lazy morning on the farm, the sun just starting to rise as you finished feeding the animals. The clucking of chickens and the soft mooing of cows was music to your ears—a peaceful escape from the chaos of WWE life. Liv Morgan, however, had other plans for the day.
“I wanna go shopping,” Liv announced, leaning against the barn door with her signature playful smirk. Dressed in a casual crop top and ripped jeans, she looked every bit the city girl ready for a day out.
You chuckled, wiping your hands on your jeans. “Shopping, huh? I thought you loved the quiet farm life.”
“I do,” she replied, twirling a strand of her blonde hair. “But I also love spoiling myself sometimes. And I know you love spoiling me, so…”
With a laugh, you pulled your wallet out of your back pocket and handed her your card. “Go wild,” you said, shaking your head affectionately. “Buy whatever you want. I’ll hold down the fort here and take care of the animals.”
Liv’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she grabbed the card and kissed your cheek. “You’re the best,” she said before hopping into her car and speeding off toward the city.
---
The day flew by as you worked on the farm, keeping busy with chores and thinking about how much Liv would enjoy her shopping adventure. When she finally returned hours later, her car was packed to the brim with shopping bags, and her grin was as wide as the horizon.
“Jeez, Liv,” you teased as she climbed out of the car. “Did you buy out the whole mall?”
“Maybe,” she said with a wink. “But don’t worry, I stayed under your credit limit. Barely.”
You helped her carry the bags into the house, your curiosity growing with every trip. Liv was practically bouncing with excitement as she started unpacking everything in the living room. Dresses, tops, accessories, and—of course—a ridiculous amount of shoes spilled out onto the floor. But as you watched her, something caught your eye.
“Hey,” you said, picking up a matching pair of sneakers. “Did you get these in my size?”
Liv froze for a moment before breaking into a sheepish smile. “Maybe…”
You raised an eyebrow. “And these hoodies? Matching hoodies?”
“Okay, fine!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands up dramatically. “I got us matching stuff! I just thought it’d be cute, you know? I mean, imagine us wearing these sneakers together or those hoodies when we’re out. Couple goals, right?”
Your heart melted at her enthusiasm. She looked so proud of her idea, her cheeks tinged pink as she nervously awaited your reaction. Setting the sneakers down, you pulled her into a hug.
“You’re adorable, you know that?” you said, kissing the top of her head. “I love it. And I love you.”
Liv grinned against your chest, her arms wrapping tightly around you. “Good, because I got a lot of matching stuff,” she teased. “Wait until you see the pajamas!”
---
That evening, as the two of you relaxed on the couch in your new matching hoodies, Liv rested her head on your shoulder, scrolling through pictures of her shopping spree. Lil Baby Saudi, Liv’s beloved kitten, curled up on her lap, purring softly.
“Thanks for letting me spoil myself today,” Liv said, her voice soft. “But honestly, spoiling you is way more fun.”
“You spoil me every day just by being you,” you replied, squeezing her hand. “But matching outfits? That’s next level.”
Liv giggled, tilting her head up to kiss your cheek. “Told you we’re couple goals.”
You smiled, content with the simple joys of the day—Liv’s laughter, the warmth of her beside you, and the thoughtfulness that made her so easy to love.
PROUD
The Crown Jewel arena buzzed with anticipation, the air electric as the roster prepared for one of the most significant matches of the night—Liv Morgan vs. Nia Jax. Everyone was busy making final adjustments to their gear, stretching, and hyping each other up, but your focus was elsewhere. Seated on a bench in the corner of the locker room, you couldn’t stop the flood of memories from overtaking your mind.
It started with Liv’s injury—the devastating night she collapsed in the ring, clutching her arm in agony. You could still hear the sound of the medics rushing in, the hushed whispers of concern from the crew, and Liv’s tearful apology to you, even though she had nothing to apologize for. Then came the surgery, her brave smile masking the fear she tried to hide, and the grueling months of physical therapy and rehabilitation. Day after day, you’d been there, holding her hand, cheering her on, and sometimes just being the silent support she needed.
“Hey, you okay?”
Raquel’s voice broke through your reverie. You blinked up at her and Dominik Mysterio, who were both watching you with concern. It wasn’t until Raquel handed you a tissue that you realized tears were streaming down your face.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” you murmured, wiping your cheeks. But when you looked up at the monitor displaying Liv’s name in bold letters, the tears came harder. “I just… I’m so proud of her, you know?”
Dominik tilted his head. “We all are. She’s about to make history tonight.”
You nodded, your voice trembling as you continued. “But it’s more than that. I’ve seen everything she’s gone through to get here. The injury, the surgery, the recovery… There were days when she didn’t think she’d ever wrestle again, let alone achieve all of this. And now, she’s about to become the first-ever Women’s Crown Jewel Champion. It’s overwhelming.”
Raquel placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, her usual playful demeanor replaced with sincerity. “You’ve been with her through all of it. That’s why this moment means so much to you, doesn’t it?”
You nodded, unable to find the words to respond. What you didn’t notice was Liv standing just outside the room, overhearing everything. Her chest tightened as she listened to your heartfelt words, and she had to blink back tears of her own before heading to the gorilla position.
---
The match was intense, every slam and near-fall keeping you on the edge of your seat. Liv fought with every ounce of heart she had, dodging Nia’s crushing blows and finding her openings to counter. When the final bell rang and Liv’s hand was raised in victory, the stadium erupted into cheers. She fell to her knees, clutching the Crown Jewel Championship with tears streaming down her face.
Backstage, you couldn’t contain your emotions any longer. The sight of her standing tall, the culmination of all her hard work, broke the dam completely. Raquel and Dominik stood beside you, both smiling as they watched you wipe your tears.
“You’re really proud of her, huh?” Dominik said with a teasing nudge.
“More than words can say,” you admitted, your voice cracking. “She deserves every bit of this.”
---
Later that night, after the celebration died down and most of the roster had left the arena, Liv found you alone in the quiet locker room. She was still in her gear, the championship slung over her shoulder as she approached with a soft smile.
“Hey,” she said, her voice gentle.
“Hey, Champ,” you replied, trying to compose yourself, but the warmth in her eyes made it impossible.
Liv set the title down on the bench and took your hands in hers, her thumbs brushing over your knuckles. “I heard what you said earlier,” she admitted. “About being proud of me. About everything I’ve been through.”
You opened your mouth to respond, but she shook her head, stepping closer.
“I need to say this,” she continued, her voice thick with emotion. “I wouldn’t have made it without you. When I was at my lowest, when I didn’t think I’d ever be me again, you were there. You never gave up on me, even when I wanted to give up on myself. And now, standing here with this title, knowing you were with me through it all… I can’t even put into words how much that means to me.”
Her voice broke on the last word, and you pulled her into a tight hug, holding her close as her tears soaked into your shoulder.
“I’ll always be here, Gionna,” you whispered. “No matter what.”
Liv pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, her hands coming up to cup your face. “I love you,” she said, her voice steady despite the tears. “More than anything.”
“I love you too,” you replied, your heart swelling as she leaned in to press a soft, lingering kiss to your lips.
When you finally pulled away, Liv rested her forehead against yours, her smile brighter than ever. “Now,” she said with a playful glint in her eye, “let’s go find Raquel and my kitten. I think Lil Baby Saudi deserves to see this shiny new title.”
Laughing, you grabbed her hand, ready to celebrate not just her victory, but the love and partnership that made the journey so meaningful.
Do you have any guidelines in terms of requests? Just so I know what I am limited to in terms of a request?
Good question! But no, I don't have any limitations on requests. You can freely send requests! Any idea! Because with every request you make, I consider it as if I have opened a new experience🥰
Dakota being really protective over reader so when someone backstage tries to hit on reader Dakota goes off on them before snatching reader away to a locker room… 🤔🙏
Enjoy!
Protection
(Dakota Kai x Reader!)
WN; Request , Fluffy?
Dakota Kai had always been fiercely protective of you. From the moment you joined the WWE roster, she’d taken you under her wing, guiding you through the intensity of backstage politics and helping you navigate the chaos of each show. Her loyalty was unwavering, and she always seemed to keep a watchful eye on you, her presence a mix of mentorship and friendship. But there were moments when her protectiveness flared, catching even you off guard.
Tonight was one of those moments. You’d been chatting backstage, unwinding after a long match, when one of the newer wrestlers sidled up to you, a flirtatious grin on his face. At first, it seemed innocent enough, but his remarks soon grew bolder, and his hand lingered a bit too long on your shoulder. You shifted, uncomfortable, but before you could step back, Dakota appeared like a storm on the horizon, her expression sharp and eyes blazing.
“Hey,” she snapped, stepping between you and the wrestler, her tone low and dangerous. “You’ve got no business putting your hands on them.” She crossed her arms, her glare leaving no room for argument. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll back off. Now.”
The wrestler stammered an apology, quickly excusing himself and disappearing down the hallway, leaving you stunned by Dakota’s sudden intensity. You barely had a moment to react before Dakota grabbed your hand, pulling you toward the locker rooms with purposeful strides. The silence between you was thick with tension as she shut the door behind you, turning to face you with a mixture of frustration and concern.
“What were you thinking, talking to him?” she demanded, her voice softer but still tinged with irritation. “People around here don’t always have the best intentions, and I’m not going to let anyone take advantage of you.”
You blinked, taken aback by her fierce protectiveness. “Dakota, I can handle myself. It was just a harmless conversation.”
She shook her head, her hand reaching up to gently brush a stray strand of hair from your face. “You don’t get it,” she muttered, her voice softening. “I’m not going to let anyone treat you like that. Not when… not when I care about you this much.”
Her words hung in the air, heavy with a meaning you hadn’t expected. Dakota’s gaze softened, her fingers lingering on your cheek. “You’re more than just a teammate to me. I’ve seen how people look at you, and it drives me crazy.”
Heart pounding, you found yourself lost in her gaze, the depth of her feelings finally clear. Dakota’s protectiveness wasn’t just about looking out for a friend—it was something more, something she’d kept hidden until now.
“I don’t want anyone else getting close to you,” she admitted, her thumb brushing gently along your cheek. “I want you to know that I’ll always be here… if you’ll let me.”
In that quiet moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a warmth and understanding that felt like the beginning of something deeper. Dakota’s words, filled with emotion, left you speechless, yet somehow you knew you’d found exactly where you were meant to be—with her.
Sorry for the delay, the rest of the requests will follow soon. 🥰
good morning, i was thinking maybe you could do something with the reader being jealous of liv and doms relationship not knowing that liv has a thing for her so when maybe someone like zelina or dakota start openly flirting liv gets very over protective leading to a confession of feelings
Sorry for taking so long. But you got it 😉🫡
Jealousy leads to confession
(Liv Morgan x Fem! Reader)
WN; Request , Hand cannons , Fluffy
Being around Liv Morgan was exhilarating yet exhausting. Since she’d joined forces with Dominik Mysterio and The Judgment Day, Liv had taken on a new intensity, her energy drawing fans and teammates alike into her world. But for you, being around her had become complicated. You admired her talent and couldn’t help but feel captivated by her, but recently, seeing her with Dominik stirred up feelings you’d been trying to suppress. Every time Liv was around Dominik, smiling at him in that effortlessly magnetic way, you felt a pang of jealousy you couldn’t shake.
It didn’t help that Liv seemed oblivious to your subtle hints of interest. Or so you thought. In your mind, she saw you as a close friend, maybe even a teammate in the making, but nothing more. You hadn’t wanted to make things awkward, so you stayed silent, choosing instead to let your feelings simmer beneath the surface. That is, until Dakota Kai noticed.
“You’re not exactly subtle, you know,” Dakota teased one evening, giving you a sly smile as you all watched Liv and Dominik across the room. “If you want her attention, there are other ways to get it.”
You felt your cheeks heat up. “What? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you mumbled, even though Dakota had seen right through you.
Dakota smirked. “Don’t play coy with me. If you want to make Liv notice, maybe it’s time to give her a taste of her own medicine.” Before you could protest, Dakota leaned closer, her voice low and full of mischief. “Let me help you out. All you need to do is play along.”
Over the next few days, Dakota’s plan became clear. She began openly flirting with you whenever Liv was around, throwing out compliments, standing just a little too close, laughing at your jokes with exaggerated delight. At first, you were embarrassed, but as Dakota’s antics continued, you noticed a shift in Liv. Her playful smiles grew strained, and her eyes seemed to linger on you and Dakota a little too long.
Then came the breaking point. One evening after a match, as you and Dakota were laughing in the hallway, Liv stormed over, her expression intense. “Hey, can I talk to you? Alone,” she said, her voice sharper than you’d ever heard it. You glanced at Dakota, who raised her eyebrows and shrugged before leaving you alone with Liv.
The moment Dakota was gone, Liv’s demeanor softened, but her eyes held a fierce intensity. “What’s going on with you and Dakota?” she demanded, folding her arms and looking at you as though daring you to lie.
Taken aback, you stammered, “It’s... nothing. We’re just friends. Why do you care?”
Liv huffed, her cheeks flushed with something that looked suspiciously like jealousy. “Why do I care? Because seeing her all over you drives me insane, okay?” She looked away, her hands balling into fists before she continued. “I don’t like it. I don’t like seeing anyone with you.”
Your heart skipped a beat as you processed her words. “Liv... are you saying…?”
Liv’s gaze softened, vulnerability flickering in her eyes. “I’m saying that I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve tried, but every time I see you, especially with someone else, it feels like—” She trailed off, swallowing as she searched for the right words. “I’ve wanted to say something for so long, but I thought you were just see me as a friend … and now, with Dakota… I didn’t know where I stood.”
Feeling a surge of courage, you took a step closer, your voice barely a whisper. “Liv, I’ve been waiting for you to say something. I thought you didn’t see me that way.”
A relieved smile broke across Liv’s face as she took your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours. “How could I not? I’ve tried to hide it, but I don’t want to anymore.” She took a deep breath, her hand reaching up to gently caress your cheek. “So, what do you say? Let’s stop pretending and give this— us— a chance.”
In that moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a warmth that enveloped you both. As you looked into Liv’s eyes, you knew that this was the beginning of something real, something you’d both wanted but had been too afraid to admit until now.
hi! i am in desperate need of a liv morgan x fem gf reader. really cute and fluffy, maybe where they reunite after the reader has been gone a couple months and she comes back helping liv against rhea. (im just in need of soft livvy 🥺🥺)
Sure! You got it.
The Return of the Bird Lover
(Liv Morgan x Fem!Reader)
WN; Request, fluffy
The arena was roaring with energy, but there was an undeniable tension in the air as Liv Morgan lay defeated in the center of the ring, clutching the Women’s World Championship tightly to her chest. She’d managed to retain it, but barely; the match had left her completely drained. Rhea Ripley stood over her, eyes flashing with anger and determination. She hadn’t forgotten that Liv had taken the title she believed was rightfully hers. And tonight, it seemed, she intended to make Liv pay.
as Rhea reached down, preparing to unleash her rage, the lights dimmed, and a familiar entrance theme blared through the arena speakers. The crowd erupted, cheering louder than ever. Rhea stopped, glancing toward the ramp with a mix of frustration and disbelief.
You appeared at the top of the ramp, a fierce look of determination on your face as you sprinted toward the ring. After months off-screen due to a leg injury, you were back, and you weren’t about to let Rhea have her way with Liv.
Sliding into the ring, you positioned yourself protectively in front of Liv, raising your fists. Rhea sneered, unfazed, and the two of you squared off, meeting in the center of the ring in a flurry of punches and elbows. The crowd was on fire, every hit feeding the electric atmosphere. Rhea was as strong as ever, but you refused to back down, each punch fueled by the need to protect your partner.
Finally, after ducking one of Rhea’s strikes, you wrapped your arms around her and, with a surge of energy, delivered your signature suplex slam. The impact was enough to send Rhea rolling out of the ring, clutching her back, her glare filled with fury as she staggered up the ramp. She pointed at Liv, her voice echoing a silent promise for revenge— she would take back what she’d never lost, and she’d make Liv pay dearly for it.
As Rhea disappeared backstage, you turned to Liv, who was still sitting on the mat, clutching her championship with wide, tear-filled eyes. The moment she saw you, she scrambled to her feet and practically threw herself into your arms, hugging you so tightly it was as if she were afraid you might disappear again.
“Oh my God, you’re back!” Liv’s voice was filled with emotion as she buried her face in your shoulder, refusing to let go. “I thought… I thought you’d be out for so much longer.”
You smiled softly, wrapping your arms around her. “There was no way I’d stay away any longer. Not when you needed me.”
Liv pulled back just enough to look at you, her eyes shining with adoration. “I missed you so much,” she murmured, her hands still clutching at your shirt as if grounding herself. “Everything was so bad without you by my side.”
She rested her head on your shoulder, pressing soft kisses to your cheek, lingering with each one. It was as if she was making up for every moment you’d been apart, her affection warm and clingy, unwilling to lose contact with you even for a second.
You smiled, rubbing gentle circles on her back. “I’m not going anywhere, Liv. We’re back, and we’ll face whatever comes together.”
Liv pulled back to look at you, her grip on your hand unwavering as she held the Women’s World Championship in her other arm. “Rhea will definitely not stop here.” she said, her voice wavering slightly. “She will take everything from me.”
You squeezed her hand reassuringly, determination hardening your gaze. “Shhh, it's okay. She can't hurt you anymore as long as I'm here.”
The crowd watched as you and Liv raised each other’s hands in victory, a united front against whatever lay ahead. Liv’s hold on your hand remained tight, her clingy affection serving as a reminder of how deeply she valued your presence. Together, you faced the crowd, your bond stronger than ever, ready to defend each other and that championship against anyone who dared to try.
At that moment, the rest of The Judgment Day arrived at ringside, showing their support for Liv. Finn Balor smirked, nudging Dominik’s arm and nodding toward the ring with a teasing grin. “You’re out of luck, Dom,” Finn said, clearly amused at the reunion he’d just witnessed. "Her girlfriend has come to reclaim her position."
Dominik sighed, rolling his eyes, but couldn’t help the small smile that crept onto his face as he watched Liv cling to you. Liv’s happiness was contagious, and the group’s dynamic felt stronger than ever with you back by her side. As The Judgment Day stood united, they knew Rhea would be back, but together, they were more than ready for whatever came next.
Liv, Rhea x Reader ft. Damage CTRL x Reader , (Raquel and Domimik)
What could possibly be so chaotic? Oh, this relationship.
The arena buzzed with excitement, the atmosphere electric as the reader and Iyo Sky prepared for their tag team championship match against Bianca Belair and Jade Cargill. The stakes were high, and the pressure was palpable. Yet, the reader’s mind was clouded, haunted by the recent turmoil between former allies.
Once upon a time, you had stood shoulder to shoulder with Liv Morgan and Rhea Ripley, a powerful trio united in their fight for dominance. Until that incident where Real betrays both Liv and you, causing the team to break up and each person goes their own way. You join Damage CTRL, Rhea join The Judgment Day, and Liv seeks revenge on Rhea.
After suffering an injury, Liv returned to WWE and quickly ascended to the top of the women's division, capturing the Women's World Championship and take everything that Rhea love; Her friends, her champion, her place, her team, even Dominik(don't even know why) after she injured Rhea so Rhea have to take some action off for 3 months. All that was on Liv Morgan Revenge Tour.
And now Rhea came back wanting to get back her Championship, which she claimed she never really lost. But all of that have nothing to do with you.. because you on your own now... right?
___
As you stepped into the ring, they exchanged determined glances with Iyo. Yet, a sense of unease lingered. Memories of camaraderie were tainted with betrayal, and you felt the weight of your fractured friendships bearing down on you.
The bell rang, signaling the start of the match. Iyo took the lead, showcasing her agility against Bianca. The crowd roared with approval as she executed a flawless maneuver. But your attention wavered, fixating on the ringside where Liv stood, her expression a mix of excitement and expectation.
“Come on, Y/N! You got this!” Liv shouted, her voice cutting through the noise of the crowd. Instead of encouragement, you felt a wave of confusion wash over you. Why is she here?
Just as Iyo gained momentum, Rhea’s music hit, made the crowd went crazy. Rhea strode down the ramp, her eyes burning with intensity. She had her sights set on Liv, the tension thickening in the air.
“Liv! you think you can get away from me?” Rhea shouted, a venomous edge to her tone. "Come back here!"
Liv’s expression hardened. “You’re the last person I’d listen to! You're so annoying!”
With Rhea at ringside, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. You felt the tension snap as Rhea’s focus turned entirely to Liv. In a moment of impulsiveness, the reader jumped off the ring, unable to hold back their frustration.
“Enough!” you shouted, stepping between the two rivals. “Get out of my match! Both of you!”
But before you could defuse the situation, Rhea shoved you aside, causing you to stumble. The moment you get pushed, the referee immediately calls the match no content. Liv took the opportunity to leap at Rhea, igniting a brawl at ringside. Fists flew, and chaos erupted, as Bianca and Jade watched, momentarily stunned.
In the midst of the chaos, Iyo stood at the rope, dazed and irritated by the disturbances of both Rhea and Liv.
As the dust settled, you found yourself standing in the ring, breathing heavily, anger simmering beneath the surface. Liv stood at ringside, a mix of satisfaction and defiance on her face. You couldn’t shake off the irritation coursing through yourself. Why can’t she just stay out of this?
Rhea glared at Liv, her indifference piercing. “You think you can just take what’s mine?” she taunted, her voice icy.
You stepped forward, frustration boiling over. “Both of you need to grow up! If you guys want to fight, go fight somewhere else that's not in my match!” you were caught in the crossfire, torn between the two women who had once meant so much to you. But now just pain in the ass
Liv turned to you, her eyes pleading. “I just wanted to cheer you! But look at what Rhea did! What a BITCH !"
Rhea scoffed, her tone laced with contempt. “First of all, I'm sorry for the match, And secondly, Liv, I'm just gonna take back what I never lost, that championship."
You can feel the frustration bubbling up inside you towards both of them.
The following weeks were filled with confrontations and verbal jabs. You found themselves embroiled in the chaos as Liv and Rhea fought for dominance, each trying to sway you to their side.
___
THREE-WAY MATCH
After weeks of getting involve to the storyline, you finally find yourself in a three-way Macth with Liv and Rhea.
The arena pulsed with energy as the reader prepared for a highly anticipated three-way match against Liv Morgan and Rhea Ripley. Kairi Sane and Iyo Sky stood at ringside, their cheers and support palpable, while Liv had Raquel Rodriguez and Dominik Mysterio by her side. The tension was thick, and you felt a mix of excitement and irritable about facing two former allies.
As the bell rang, Liv immediately approached you with a determined look. “We need to take down Rhea first. We can do this together!” she urged, a hint of desperation in her voice.
You hesitated, torn between the memories of their former bond with Liv and the irritation that had brewed over time. You nodded, deciding to play along for the moment, but tou had your own agenda.
Liv and you teamed up, delivering a series of strikes that sent Rhea staggering. The crowd roared as they coordinated their attacks, momentarily forgetting the fractures that had divided them. Rhea hit the mat, and for a brief moment, hope surged through the you. Maybe you could put the past behind you.
As Rhea lay on the mat, Liv turned to you with a triumphant grin. “See? We’re unstoppable together! Just like old times!” She moved in for a hug, but in a surprising twist, you pulled her close, delivering a DDT that sent Liv crashing to the canvas. The crowd gasped, caught off guard by the sudden action.
You dropped down to pin Liv, determined to capitalize on the moment. “One! Two!” the referee counted, but just before he could reach three, Rhea surged up, grabbing you by your hair and yanking you out of the ring.
The match quickly devolved into chaos. Rhea unleashed a flurry of strikes on you, her eyes blazing with anger. The crowd cheered wildly as the momentum swung back and forth. Iyo and Kairi shouted encouragement from ringside, their voices rising above the chaos.
Liv recovered and re-entered the fray, targeting you with renewed focus. “come on, Y/N! You have to join me! You know who caused all this!" she called, trying to persuade you as you and Rhea exchanged blows.
The match continued fiercely, and tensions soared as alliances shifted. Raquel, growing impatient at the ring side, decided to intervene. As Rhea attempted to regain control, Raquel dragged her out of the ring, launching a brutal assault that led to the referee calling for the bell, declaring the match a disqualification. The audience erupted in disbelief as the chaos intensified.
Frustrated with how things had unfolded, you charged at Raquel, ready to retaliate. But Raquel swiftly countered, hit you with Tejana bomb into the commentator's table, which sent a jarring impact through the arena.
Seeing the chaos unfold, Iyo climbed the turnbuckle, eyes blazing with determination. “look who you mess with, you idiots!” she shouted, preparing to jump down onto everyone involved in the brawl with cross body sent everyone to the floor. But before she could leap, Kairi rushed to you, helping you to your feet. “come on! Get out of here!” she urged, pulling you away as Iyo get up and followed.
As the dust began to settle, you and Kairi managed to escape, avoiding the fray and regrouping just outside the chaos.
Backstage
Later, in the dimly lit backstage on Damge CTRL locker room, you leaned against a wall, trying to process what had just transpired. The match had ended in a chaotic flurry, but the ramifications of the night were just beginning.
Liv approached, her expression softening as she took a deep breath. “I know things got out of hand, but we can still work together. You know what Rhea is like. And another thing, we don't have any bad feelings towards each other, right, Y/N?” she said, her tone earnest but without the anger that had characterized you earlier exchanges.
You crossed you arms, feeling the weight of Liv's words. “I'm done with the games you guys play. You think that I'm a pawn to be picked up?" You replied, irritation creeping into your voice.
Liv stepped closer, concern etching her features. “No, I don't see you as a pawn, but as a friend. Just think about all the things Rhea has done to you, to me, to us,” she urged, her eyes pleading.
Rhea stormed into the room, her expression cold as she glanced between them. “Oh look, now you're trying to get her on your side? You don't even dare to face me on your own, Liv.” she sneered, arms crossed defiantly.
You felt caught in the middle, torn between the two women. “I don't care about your games, I have my own path.” you stated firmly, trying to assert their independence.
Liv's frustration simmered beneath the surface, but she quickly masked it with a smile. “Just think about it,” she said, holding your gaze for a moment longer than necessary, the tension palpable.
As Rhea turned to leave, she shot one last glare at Liv. “You won't live happily ever after, Liv. I’ll reclaim what I never lost, and mind your own business, Y/N. For your own good.” she spat before walking away, leaving Liv and the you in the silence of the backstage area.
With Rhea gone, you sighed, feeling the weight of the moment settle in. “I guess this won't end easily, huh?” you asked, looking at Liv, who shook her head.
“No, it’s just beginning. But I’ll be here, ready when you are,” Liv replied, determination in her voice as she moved to leave.
As Liv walked away, you couldn't shake the feeling of being pulled in multiple directions. You had choices to make, and as the echoes of the night played in their mind, one thing was certain: you would forge you own path, no matter how tangled the alliances became.
"Who the hell do they think they are? Hasn't anyone ever told them not to mess with other teams?" Iyo's voice complained from behind you. She had been sitting there listening to the whole conversation, along with Kairi, who nodded in agreement with Iyo. "But just so you know, no matter which way you choose, we will support you." Iyo added. "But really, someone should tell them to stop coming into our room like that."
Kairi added, "And don't worry about the tag team championship, Iyo and I will handle that. So you can focus on that." She always has that smile on her face and gives you support.
"thank you." You gave both of them a bright smile before sitting down next to them and chatting happily as usual with laughter echoing within the Damage CTRL locker room.
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That's really long, isn't it? I hope you guys like and enjoy it!
As the camera cuts backstage, you find yourself resting against a wall, arm in a cast after your recent match. You’re nursing a slight pain in your hand when Liv Morgan appears, her trademark smile lighting up the corridor.
“Hey, you,” Liv says, leaning casually against the wall beside you. “Looks like you could use a little company. That cast doesn’t look too fun.”
You chuckle lightly, “Yeah, it’s a bit of a pain. But I’ll manage.”
Liv steps closer, her flirtatious tone becoming more evident. “You know, I always thought you were the real star of Damage CTRL. What do you say we celebrate your last match together? Just you and me?”
Before you can respond, Iyo Sky walks in, her expression immediately shifting from neutral to annoyed as she catches the tail end of Liv's words.
“Iyo!” you call out, sensing the tension rising.
“What is going on here?” Iyo interjects, her voice rising as she glares at Liv.
Liv shrugs, maintaining her playful demeanor. “Just having a little chat. Isn’t that right?” She winks at you, making Iyo fume even more.
In an instant, Iyo’s irritation bubbles over. "Why don't you go bother someone else?"
Liv smirks, not backing down. “Why don’t you chill out, Iyo? I’m just being friendly.”
Ignoring Liv, Iyo switches to Japanese, her words quick and filled with emotion. "お前はバカだ!" (You’re an idiot!) "彼女は Damage CTRLの一員だってわからないの?" (“Don’t you understand she’s part of Damage CTRL?”)
Liv raises an eyebrow, clearly confused. “What was that? Are you trying to insult me?”
Iyo continues, her tone laced with anger as she gestures at Liv. “てめえが私たちの仲間を奪うことはできない!” (You can’t just take our teammate away!)
Realizing the intensity of the situation, you step between them. “Okay, okay! Let’s all just take a breath. Iyo, it’s fine. Liv, maybe you should…”
But Liv interrupts, her smile still intact, “I’m just being nice, Iyo. No need to get so worked up. Maybe you’re just jealous.”
Iyo’s eyes narrow as she stands her ground, clearly unimpressed. "“本当にうぜえ！あんたは、私たちの仲間を邪魔しないで！” (You’re really annoying! Don’t interfere with our team!) “彼女はあなたの優しさなんか望んでいない！” (She doesn’t want any of your friendliness!)
As the argument escalates, you can feel the tension between them, realizing that Liv’s playful nature has struck a nerve with Iyo. This moment highlights the protective bond between you and Iyo, and the jealousy that can sometimes surface in close-knit groups like Damage CTRL.
Suddenly, the arena's monitor flickers to life, capturing everyone's attention. An announcement echoes through the backstage area:
"Next week on RAW, it’s Iyo Sky vs. Liv Morgan in a highly anticipated singles match!"
Both Iyo and Liv pause, the tension still thick in the air as they stare at the monitor. You can sense the excitement mixed with apprehension. Iyo clenches her fist, ready to prove herself, while Liv smirks confidently, already strategizing her next move.
Setting: Before a match, Asuka catches you pacing nervously backstage.
Asuka sidles up to you with a grin, playfully nudging your shoulder.
"Oi, kawaii-chan (cutie), what's with the pacing? Relax! You’ve got this. You’re not just anyone— you’re with us, the Kabuki Warriors."
She gives you a confident wink, leaning in a little closer with a smirk.
"Look, you’ve got the heart of a real warrior, like me and Kairi. So don’t hold back, yeah? Let everyone see the fighter I know you are. And if anyone messes with you… they’ve gotta deal with me."
She chuckles, playfully patting your back. "So go out there and make us proud, chibi samurai (little warrior). Show ‘em what you’re made of."
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Kairi Sane - The Pirate's Heart.
Setting: After a tough match, Kairi finds you sitting in the locker room, exhausted.
Kairi plops down beside you, draping a towel over your shoulders and handing you a water bottle, her expression full of warmth.
"Oi, daijoubu? (Hey, you okay?) You did so well out there, my hime (princess). Seriously, I was watching, and you were awesome."
She nudges you lightly, her tone playful yet sincere.
"Don’t ever forget how strong you are, yeah? You’re like the ocean— quiet on the surface but fierce underneath. I see it, and I know Asuka sees it too."
She wraps an arm around you in a quick side hug.
"We’ve got your back, always. You’re one of us, and that means you’re never alone, got it?"
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Kabuki Warriors Together - The Playful Duo
Setting: After training, Asuka and Kairi flank you, each with a hand on your shoulder.
"Oi, kawaii-chan! You killed it today! Seriously, you’re getting stronger every time we see you."
"That’s right, hime-chan. We’re family now, you know? So let’s keep going, keep pushing, together."
They both grin, giving you an affectionate squeeze on the shoulders.
"And don’t worry, anyone tries to mess with you, they’ve got both of us to deal with."
"Exactly! We’re gonna make history, ne? Just you, me, and Asuka."
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Scene: Women's World Championship Match against Becky Lynch!
Setting: The atmosphere is electric as the match between you and Becky Lynch unfolds. The stakes are high, with the Women's World Championship on the line, but things have taken a turn for the worse for you. You’re currently lying on the ground outside the ring after a brutal hit from Becky’s Manhandle Slam.
Becky stands over you, a satisfied smirk on her face. The crowd is on edge, buzzing with anticipation, but it seems like your championship dreams might be dashed. However, the tide is about to turn.
Asuka and Kairi Sane, the Kabuki Warriors, watch intently from the sidelines. Asuka's fierce determination ignites, and she quickly formulates a plan.
Asuka springs into motion, sliding into the ring while Kairi stealthily climbs onto the apron, her eyes fixed on Becky. Asuka charges at Becky and, in a swift move, unleashes her signature green mist, blinding Becky and causing her to stagger back in confusion.
The crowd gasps as the green mist clouds Becky’s vision.
Kairi springs into action, leaping off the top rope with her Insane Elbow— a breathtaking sight that has the fans roaring in excitement. The impact sends Becky crashing to the mat, completely dazed.
Meanwhile, Asuka looks at you, who is still recovering outside the ring. With the adrenaline pumping, you shake off the cobwebs, rise to your feet, and quickly slide into the ring. Asuka pushes Becky towards the center of the ring, ensuring that you have a clear shot.
The referee, Slides up into the ring as well, as you lean towards the ropes and grab the ropes before jumping up to the third rope and executed a springboard moonsault on Becky perfectly and pin her. The referee starts to count.
“One! Two! Three!”
The bell rings, signaling the end of the match, and the crowd erupts in cheers and jeers. You have done it— you are the new Women’s World Champion!
As the referee raises your hand in victory, the Kabuki Warriors rush into the ring, grinning from ear to ear. Kairi wraps her arms around you in a tight hug, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Asuka, with her fierce persona softened by pride, holds up the Women’s Tag Team Championship.
Together, the trio stands tall in the ring, arms raised in celebration as the crowd chants your name. The moment is a powerful reminder of their unity and strength— showing that with the Kabuki Warriors by your side, you can overcome any challenge.
Iyo stands in front of you, her usual cold expression replaced with concern. She places a firm hand on your shoulder, her dark eyes narrowing slightly.
"I’ve been watching you. Every match, every step, I’m there. You know why? Because I can’t let you go through what I went through. This business is ruthless. It can tear you apart, and I won’t let that happen to you."
She steps closer, lowering her voice to almost a whisper.
"You think you’re ready to stand alone? You need me. We need each other. I won’t let anyone touch you. You’re too important... to me, to Damage CTRL. So, if I step in that ring to help—don’t stop me. You have a future to protect, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe."
Her gaze softens as she leans in, making her intentions clear.
"I won’t lose you. I won’t let you fall."
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Bayley - The Manipulator
Setting: Locker room after a win, but the crowd isn’t cheering for you like they used to.
Bayley leans against the wall, arms crossed, her smirk revealing her amusement at your situation. She watches you closely, taking her time before speaking.
"Princess, what’s with the long face? Oh, I get it—you’re worried the crowd won’t love you like they used to. But let’s be real: you think they’ll cheer for you if you don’t have us backing you?"
She steps closer, her tone dripping with sarcasm yet laced with twisted affection.
"Listen, the WWE Universe is fickle. They’ll turn on you faster than you can imagine. But us? Damage CTRL? We’re your family now. And families do whatever it takes to stay on top."
Bayley’s grin widens as she places her hands on your shoulders, her grip firm.
"You enjoy being the 'Princess' of Damage CTRL, don’t you? We’ve made you untouchable. Stick with us, and I promise you’ll keep that status. Without us, you’ll just be another name they forget."
She steps back, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"Trust me, staying with us is your best move, princess."
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Dakota Kai - The Underdog
Setting: In the training area, after a sparring session where you seem hesitant.
Dakota watches you closely, her expression filled with encouragement. She approaches, her demeanor friendly and supportive, offering a different perspective.
"Hey, you’re holding back out there. What’s going on? Are you scared of messing up in front of Iyo? Bayley? C’mon, you don’t need to be afraid. You’ve got it in you. I’ve seen it."
She takes a step closer, her eyes filled with understanding.
"I get it. Being in Damage CTRL can feel overwhelming. But don’t let that pressure stop you from being who you are. I’ve fought my battles too, and I know you have it in you. You’re a fighter—show everyone that."
With a reassuring smile, she pats your back gently.
"You’ve got this! Trust yourself. And remember, you don’t have to do it alone, but you should still fight for your own glory."
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