#the lasskicker

[south-of-heaven]

Toughest || Seth Rollins x Reader x Becky Lynch

Summary: You've been nagging Seth and Becky about doing a Toughest race. The issue is that you have to fly halfway across the world for it. Somehow you make it happen.

A/N: I think this is only a Swedish thing so maybe most of you have no idea what this is. Either way it's totally something crossfit Jesus and his lasskicking wife would do.

The idea of the Toughest race had been buzzing in your mind for ages, and you'd been relentless in your excitement, pestering Seth and Becky about it until they couldn't resist anymore. So, with an overflow of enthusiasm, the three of you found yourselves on a flight headed for Gothenburg, Sweden, ready to take on the mud, sweat, and obstacles.

As you landed, the anticipation bubbled within you, and the air felt charged with excitement. You couldn't wait to tackle the challenge alongside Seth and Becky. The energy between the three of you was palpable, a mixture of nerves and exhilaration.

The morning of the race dawned, and the adrenaline coursed through your veins as you approached the starting line. The three of you exchanged a glance filled with determination, ready to conquer whatever lay ahead.

The countdown began, and as the horn sounded, you charged forward, plunging into the muddy terrain. The obstacles were intense, but you were fueled by the thrill of the challenge and the shared determination with Seth and Becky.

Mud flew, laughter echoed, and teamwork became the cornerstone of your strategy. There was no shortage of encouragement, whether it was scaling walls, navigating through muddy pits, or crawling under barriers.

As you progressed through the course, it became more than just a race; it was an adventure shared between the three of you. You pushed each other forward, celebrating every accomplishment and lifting spirits during the more challenging moments.

At times, the obstacles seemed daunting, but with Seth's resilience, Becky's unwavering support, and your own determination, you pushed through, overcoming each challenge one by one.

Through the mud, laughter, and occasional slips, the joy of the experience overshadowed the physical strain. The bond between you and your partners grew stronger with every obstacle conquered, every muddy hug shared, and every encouraging word exchanged.

When you crossed the finish line, faces smeared with mud but hearts brimming with triumph, a shared sense of accomplishment filled the air. Exhausted but elated, you embraced Seth and Becky, feeling an indescribable rush of joy and camaraderie.

"You were amazing," Seth grinned, slinging an arm around your shoulders.

Becky nodded in agreement, her eyes shining with pride. "We make a pretty great team."

As you basked in the afterglow of the race, exchanging stories and reliving the moments, the joy of the shared experience solidified the bond between the three of you. The trip to Gothenburg may have been about a race, but it became an adventure that you'd cherish—a testament to the power of teamwork, friendship, and the thrill of overcoming challenges together.

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Becky Lynch icons!

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becky lynch being an adorable lil' bean.

[xutiey]

This is: The Four Horsewomen

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WWE Raw May 13th 2019( Headers 2).

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Power Couple of the WWE. 🖤

|from WWE’s Instagram story|

[south-of-heaven]

Becky (or whoever you want from your masterlist that’s a woman) x reader

Whenever Becky (or whoever) gets injured reader always comes and like kisses her injuries and bruises telling Becky (or whoever) that it will make it better and they play along with reader knowing she gets worried about them.

if that makes sense

Princess treatment || Becky Lynch x Reader

Summary: You take care of Becky after she dislocated her shoulder.

You couldn't help but worry when you saw Becky come backstage after her brutal match at SummerSlam, her shoulder visibly out of place and her body battered from the fight. You knew what you had to do; it was time to take care of the fiery redhead who usually took care of everyone else.

The next few days were filled with you tending to her every need. You gently kissed her bruises, not caring if she thought it was phony; it was your way of showing her love and care. You brought her ice packs and painkillers, making sure she was comfortable and pain-free. You sat with her, running your fingers through her hair as she winced in pain or frustration, just providing the comfort she needed.

Becky, who was used to being the one to dish out the punishment, found herself in an unfamiliar situation. She played along with the 'princess treatment,' even if she thought it was a little excessive. She did it not for herself, but to see that worried look on your face turn into one of relief. She knew how much you cared for her, and she wanted to let you know that she appreciated all you were doing.

While she might have been the fiery man in the ring, she had a softer side, and you brought that out in her. It was in these moments, the vulnerability of injury, that she realized how much she cared for you, too. Your unwavering support and love meant the world to her, and the princess treatment was more real than she had initially thought.

As the days passed and Becky's injuries healed, you both found a deeper connection in the midst of her recovery. You continued to be there for her, not just during the tough times, but always, because you cared about her and loved her, even when she wasn't wearing her fiery red hair and leather jacket.

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becky lynch x fem!reader cuddling backstage?

Favourite part of the day || Becky Lynch x Reader

Summary: You and Becky share some quiet moments.

The backstage area at the arena is a whirlwind of activity, with superstars and crew members rushing to and fro. The cacophony of voices and the frenetic energy can be overwhelming at times. But in the midst of it all, you find sanctuary in Becky Lynch's presence.

With a fond smile, she takes your hand and leads you through the labyrinth of hallways to her private locker room. It's her own little oasis of calm amidst the chaos. As she opens the door and you step inside, you're greeted by a cozy space that instantly puts you at ease.

The centerpiece of the room is a plush couch, and you can't help but express your delight. "Wow, this is nice," you remark, your voice filled with genuine surprise.

Becky grins and pulls you closer. "A little perk of being The Man," she quips, wrapping her arms around your waist.

You both settle onto the couch, and it's like sinking into a cloud. The world outside seems to fade away as you snuggle close to Becky. Her warmth is a comfort, and her presence is a balm for your weary soul.

For a while, neither of you speaks. You just bask in each other's company, enjoying the simple pleasure of being close. Becky's fingers trace soothing patterns on your back, and you can feel the tension of the day slowly melt away.

The minutes turn into hours, but time seems to stand still in this little haven you've found together. Becky rests her chin on top of your head, her breaths steady and calming.

"You know," she finally speaks, her voice soft and filled with affection, "this right here is my favorite part of the day."

You lift your head to meet her gaze, and her green eyes sparkle with warmth. "Mine too," you admit, leaning in to capture her lips in a tender kiss.

Becky's lips are soft and inviting, a testament to the love and comfort you've found in each other's arms. It's a sweet, unhurried kiss, a silent exchange of feelings that words alone can't convey.

As you pull away, Becky rests her forehead against yours. "I'm glad you're here," she whispers.

"Me too," you reply, sealing your response with another kiss, deeper and more passionate this time.

The world outside may be chaotic, but here in Becky's locker room, wrapped in each other's embrace, you've found your own pocket of tranquility. It's a haven where worries fade, and the only thing that matters is the love you share.