-shortly after getting married he finds himself just staring at his wedding band, reminiscing about that wonderful night; he never thought he would have the opportunity to have such a sweet lover, better yet someone who he would spend the rest of his life, now that it's his reality he can't help but feel grateful to the universe for putting you in his life path; doing vow renewals every year, it never fails to make either one of you emotional
-as for you, married life with him is dreamy, as if you weren't smitten before now it's like you two caught a bad case of 'puppy love' with how so much younger you two feel, everyday spent together after marriage is like you're falling deeper in love
-you spend most of your days getting used to the new rings on your fingers, the new nicknames for each other (hubby/wifey/lover), and practically turn into the same person; trusting each other with anything and everything and having no shame in learning every bit of each other, the word embarrassing does not exist in your relationship now
ROMAN REIGNS
-the way he acts doesn't change much after you get married, however there is one habit he has picked up: kissing your ring finger; loves mentioning to others about how beautiful your wedding was and shows pictures to everyone
-being married to roman is like your real life fairytale, having someone so attentive and loving seems to be rare these days, so when you hear all the awful husband/marriage stories you just hold your husband a little tighter and say thanks to the universe for giving you such a good man
-he brags about you all the time, if you have kids trust that he's becoming the 'hot dad' that everyone drools over and other husbands are jealous of
SETH ROLLINS
-brings you up in every conversation, is so nonchalant about the way he loves you and even says that he can't believe he got to marry someone like you; keeps a journal where he writes down a timeline of your relationship from the 'talking stage' to now (marriage)
-years after your wedding, strangers on the street ask if you two are some newlyweds on their honeymoon, the look on their faces when you tell them that it's been years is hilarious every time lol; lowkey you guys give eccentric grandparents vibes, people tell you two all the time that you act like an old married couple, though you haven't reached the 'old' part yet you can't wait to spend the rest of your life with him
-every anniversary is never complete without a printed and decorated photo album full of your memories, to another year of happy marriage and an even happier couple
RANDY ORTON
-after you two get married it's impossible to see one without the other, you two become truly inseparable after marriage lol; he would carry you around anywhere if he could, your mornings and nights are just like romcom movies where the couple is always lovey-dovey but unfiltered
-the rare times when you two happen to be apart he always makes sure to plan ahead, meaning you find love notes and presents sent by him reminding you of where he'd rather be; the type of husband that cannot resist purchasing every his/hers/mr/mrs branded item, he thinks they're adorable and it's like you two but as pillows or mugs lol
-usually wakes up before you to simply admire your sleeping face, thinks about all the things he's grateful for each morning and the first is always you, honestly you and him could definitely give others relationship and intimacy advice, because romantic relationships don't work if you aren't wildly attracted to your person
FINN BALOR
-after getting married to finn it's like you two are kids/teenagers again; the feeling of running off after your reception, giggling and unable to keep your hands off each other, it is all something that describes your relationship; if you decide to have a family, you two are definitely the parents that kiss/cuddle in front of your kids meanwhile they scream about how gross you two are lol
-jokes about how you put a spell on him because he can never stop thinking about you and how he can't help but see you in everything no matter where he goes; he goes on a quick grocery run, sees your favorite snack and thinks about you, he goes to workout at a gym and while checking his form/progress he thinks about what you would say to him if you were there
-your relationship doesn't change really at all after marriage, however it does inspire many people around you, especially family members/friends who are having relationship issues; others who are struggling romantically see you two together and think "wow, maybe soulmates do exist" or "this issue me and my wife/husband/lover are having shouldn't break us apart, i can fix us" you two are like the world's best marriage counselors without even knowing lol
NEVILLE/PAC
-he's the type of husband that is insanely loyal and sentimental that everything you do together seems like some kind of love ritual, has always taken your relationship very seriously but after marriage it's like he just knows that you're in it for the long run and can finally relax knowing you won't leave him; not insecure of your relationship after marriage, has a bit of a glow up after you decide to have children (if you want that) and overall is so much more confident then before
-if you want to see him melt, cry, and possible almost have a heart attack all you need to do is wear your wedding dress/suit, he definitely cried at your wedding which made you cry, which made everyone else present cry lol; doesn't understand how other married couples don't love their partner as much as you two love each other, everything difficult or slightly scary in the world becomes easy-breezy when you're facing it together
-your honeymoon destination becomes your sacred place to visit on your anniversary, reminding you of all you've been through together and how your marriage is something either of you would fight for anyday; he's such a green flag all around, but what makes your marriage so different from others is that you have a silent language, where you can feel the other's emotions and almost telepathically send messages of endearment
HE GETS JEALOUS OF YOUR RESIDENT EVIL CRUSH đŽ (PREVIEW)
TALLA.T | T.L | J.C.
° A/N: Got a free day tomorrow & then back to finals again đ So I thought I'd post this if y'all are interested. If you wanna be tagged when it fully releases lmk, but you better interactâźď¸Also, There's a Big Bang Theory reference in the JC one if you're familiar with it.
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° Part 1 (Solo & Tama's parts) if you haven't read it.
TALLA TONGA CARLOS OLIVEIRA (bae)
"But anyway guys Carlos, he's not only gorgeous, he's badass, he's got a bod, he's good at tech and he's funny too. Don't you like that in a man? I could go on" you said winking at the camera.
This annoyed him.
"I have all of that by the way!" spat Talla.
You turned your head around to look back at him.
"Really? Can you speak Portuguese?" you challenged, smirking at him.
The sides of his lips twitched as he narrowed his eyes at you again.
TONGA LOA CHRIS REDFIELD
"Oh shit is right, our dinner is destroyed. Were you not paying attention? What were you doing?!" he asked.
He looked at the TV Screen seeing Chris Redfield and immediately rolled his eyes.
"Of course" he sighed.
"Loa, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to get distracted by this hunk-I mean man, I'll fix this, I promise" you assured.
"How? Is Chris Redfield going to come here and cook our dinner?!" he questioned, clearly upset.
J.C. MATEO ETHAN WINTERS
"Does Y/N know Ethan Winters is married to Mia & has a child with her?" whispered Tama to JC.
"And does Y/N know she's married to you?" asked Loa.
JC shot him a dirty look.
"I'm sorry, who are you married to?" he asked.
"Yeah, knock it off Tama!" said Loa, leaving his older brother speechless.
Warnings: angst, me listening to SOUR while writing this, more angst, roman's part is FULL ANGST, crying, broken hearts, Roman being an ass in Jey's part and his own part, as well as Drews, asshole!roman, mentions of cheating, insecurities, heartache, alcohol, Seth's part is short.
A/N: I may have listened to the SOUR album while writing this! 100% RECOMMEND YOU LISTEN TO IT [SPOTIFY HAS THE EXPLICIT VERSION]
i JUST REALIZED i NEVER POSTED PART TWO TO TUMBLR!
DREW MCINTYRE;
"You, okay?" Jey asked noticing that you were spaced out while he guided you to Roman's private locker room.
"Do you think I should talk to him; I mean the way he stared at me..." You spoke. As Jey and you walked into Roman's locker room.
Jey fought the urge to roll his eyes. He didn't why you were under Drew's spell. He broke your heart because you got drafted to smackdown while he stayed on raw. He couldn't even bother to try a long-distance relationship with you. In Jey's eyes Drew didn't deserve you or a second chance.
"He broke up with you because both of you were on different brands," Jey pointed out.
"I know but..." You sighed, but Jey cut you off.
"Y/n, if he cared about you, he wouldn't have broken up with you, he would have tried," Jey grumbled. Trying to prove a point to you. You must have forgotten all those nights you cried till you had no tears left to cry.
"What are you flapping your gums about?" Roman demanded. Rubbing his temple. Jimmy looked up from his phone, while Paul looked at Jey then at you, then back at Roman.
"Y/n ran into Drew and now she wants to get back with him, which I think is stupid," Jey grumbled. Making you roll your eyes.
Roman let out a huff. Rolling his eyes. Obviously, you forget how much it broke you when he dumped you.
Roman composed himself. Looking at you. Making your heart jump to your throat.
"He broke your heart, y/n, he couldn't be man enough to make it work, so he dumped you, broke your heart into pieces, you spent years trying to get over him, and now you want to get back together with him," Roman hissed out.
"But..." You gasped out. Heart thumping wildly against your ribcage.
"I'm not done talking yet, you are better off without him, he isn't a man," Roman spoke in a cold tone. Like he was lecturing you.
Roman got up. Walking over to you. He gently rested his hand on your cheek. Eyes looking into yours.
"I don't think your heart could take another heartbreak from him," Roman sighed, stroking your cheek before leaving his locker room. Leaving you standing confused. Paul followed him, as well as Jey. Jimmy trailed behind but stopped beside you.
"Y/n, don't listen to them, do what your heart tells you, if you want to be with him, then be with him," Jimmy spoke. Making you smile.
"Thanks, Jimmy," You beamed. Making him give you a playful wink before he left the room.
You quickly spun around. Opening the locker room door and walking out. Searching for Drew.
After about an hour of searching for him, you were about ready to give up. You couldn't find him. Cursing to yourself. Maybe Roman and Jey were right.
Pouting to yourself you hopped onto a crate. Wishing the world would swallow you whole. You didn't see Drew sit down next to you.
"Hey y/n, I'm surprised your guard dogs aren't around you," He joked. Making you look up. Surprise edged on your features.
"Drew," You gasped out. Mentally cursing yourself.
The two of you looked into each other's eyes for a minute or so of gazing into each other's eyes, both of you broke the silence at the same time.
"I want to give us another chance," Both of you spoke at the same time.
You smiled at his response. While he smiled back at you. Drew took a hold of your hand. Intertwining his fingers with yours. Your heartbeat beating a hundred miles. Butterflies swarming inside of your stomach.
"I shouldn't have broken up with you, these past few years have been torture," Drew spoke. As you starred at him.
"It's okay, all that matters now is that we want the same thing, and that's that we want to get back together, to give us another chance," You spoke. As Drew closed the space between him and you.
His other hand grabbing the side of your face. Lowering his lips down to yours. His warm lips pressing against yours softly. Eyes fluttering closed as he kissed you...
JEY USOS;
Jey let out a content sigh, as you snuggled into his bare chest. Both of you coming down from your high, after having multiple orgasms.
You traced his tattoo. Looking at a bruise of his in concern. Jey knew you weren't fond of Roman. Or his actions, in fact, you liked to call him a self-centred asshole. Telling Jey he is manipulating him.
"What's going on in that pretty little mind, well dirty mind?" Jey asked, winking at you on the last line.
You moved your head up, looking at him, to see him staring at you. You playfully rolled your eyes. Lightly swatting him. Jey let out a fake ow.
"I just... I wish your cousin wasn't so self-centred. He could come and save you when you get attacked by his opponents," You sighed. Pouting at him.
"Don't worry, babe," He replied. His hand cupping the side of your face.
"But I do, you get hurt, and he doesn't, it's hard not to," You sighed heavily. Jey had to distract you. He was still horny, so he thought why not go for another round.
"Let's not talk about my cousin, not when we can go for another round," He spoke, shifting his body so he was on top of you. Your heart rate accelerating a few beats.
"But..." You tried to speak but stopped you by putting his finger on your lips.
"Sh," Jey shushed you making you pout. Jey positioned the head of his cock with your entrance.
Before you could even protest, he entered you. Making a gasp escape your mouth. Jey smirked. Satisfied he got that reaction. Your hands gripped his forearms.
"See so much better than talking about Roman." Jey groaned out, as your walls clenched around him as he continued to slide into you till bottom out. Your legs wrapped around his waist.
What the two of you failed to notice was that Jimmy and Roman entered Jey's hotel room, walking in on Jey and you naked about to have sex.
"Yeah, let's not talk about me while you are fucking this whore, in fact, I thought the both of you broke up, please don't tell me she manipulated you into sleeping with her," Roman shouted. Voice booming.
You let out a slight scream. You could have sworn he locked the door. But the two of you were both driven by the lust for each other that the two of you didn't lock it. However, your shock disappeared at what he said. What a hypocrite, he was the one that was manipulating people.
"Uce," Jey hissed out. Covering him and you. Jimmy awkwardly adverted his eyes, while Roman just glared at you. You glared back at Roman.
"We wouldn't have broken up if you didn't manipulate him," You hissed out. Giving him an icy glare. Which he shot right back at you.
"Babe," Jey gasped out. Roman scoffed.
"You are such a brat," Roman growled out.
"Least I don't let my cousins do my dirty work or get injured because I couldn't be bothered to save them," You hissed out.
"You wouldn't understand you aren't a part of the bloodline," Roman shot back.
Jimmy wished he had popcorn, Jey wished this would end, because he knew Roman would make him choose and he couldn't do that.
"Uce," Jey hissed out. Shooting Roman a look.
"You such a manipulating asshole," You shouted. Voice rising two octaves.
"Y/n," Jey huffed out. Looking between Roman and you.
"Least I'm not sleeping my way to the top," Roman smirked. You narrowed your eyes at him.
"That's enough," Jey shouted, slightly upset at Roman's words.
"And there it is," You chuckled darkly.
"It's true, you slept with Jey, got attention, now you will probably want to sleep with someone else," Roman growled out. Glaring at you coldly.
"You really think that low of me," You spat out.
"Yeah," Roman smirked.
"You are such an asshole," You yelled.
"Might be but you wouldn't understand, even if Jey did make you understand you just wouldn't get it," Roman spat out. Crossing his arms. Did he just call you dumb? you thought to yourself. You wrapped the sheet around you, getting up. Jey quickly covered himself with the quilt cover.
"No, you are being a manipulating toxic asshole, I honestly think you need a reality check, and I hope Brock knocks some sense into you," You shouted. Walking over to him. Roman's glare intensified.
"Y/n," Jey hissed out. While Jimmy looked amused. Damn you had balls to stand up to Roman and say that.
"Jey is either her or us?" Roman spoke, giving him an alternative. Making you narrow your eyes.
You quickly slapped him hard. Making Jey gasp and Jimmy try to control his laugh. The slap echoed through the hotel room. Roman grabbed his cheek a red mark formed on his cheek.
"I'll do you one better, I'm done," You hissed out. Casting a look at Jey, before you turned your head to look at Roman. Giving him an icy glare. You stormed off. Jey quickly got out of the bed, holding the quilt close, as he chased after you. Roman rolled his eyes.
"Y/n, wait," Jey gasped out. Voice full of panic. He couldn't lose you again.
"You are just going to walk out with a sheet wrapped around you," Roman questioned smugly. Jey shot him a look, as you stopped in the doorway of the front door. The door was half-opened.
"Well, got to keep my slutty reputation up," You spat out, slamming the door after you exited it.
Jey glared at Roman.
"What the hell was that?" Jey hissed out.
"She wouldn't understand, and she is a distraction," Roman responded. Shrugging his shoulders like he just did Jey a huge favour. Jey glared at his cousin....
JIMMY USOS;
You wished your self-doubt would go away, you wished you didn't fall in love with Jimmy, but nothing is ever simple or easy in life.
The first few months of the breakup you wallowed. Crying your eyes out. Eating junk food to comfort you. To soothe your breaking heart. It didn't help when Jimmy kept coming around with gifts trying to apologize. You didn't want the gifts, you just wanted his love, but he couldn't give that to you. Because if he even loved you, he wouldn't have cheated.
He only went away when Sasha threatened him. Chewing his ear out. It pained you to see her get up him, but he did hurt you, and he did deserve her grilling. Sasha was your best friend in the company. Claiming you were the best hairdresser in WWE.
So, when you didn't come to work, she started to worry about you. Till the point, she came over. Comforting you and telling you, you needed a distraction and to forget about him.
So, here you were at the salon you worked at. Trying to distract yourself. But failing miserably.
A bunch of teenage girls going to prom, made you think of Jimmy. Wishing it were that simple. You styled their hair. Doing your best not to think of Jimmy, asking about who they were going to prom with, what their gowns looked like, but it was hard not to think of Jimmy when his twin brother made his way into the salon. You rolled your eyes, as he walked over to you. The teenage girls swooned over him.
"Is he your boyfriend?" One asked.
"He is so cute," One of the girls spoke.
"He is so hot," Another one swooned.
"What do you want Jey?" You asked as you continued to curl the teenage girl's hair. She was the last one.
"Do you have a minute?" Jey asked. As he sat down on the bench to the side. The teenage girls stared at him in awe. While Jey shot them a wink. Some of them blushed while some of them giggled. You rolled your eyes. Shooting him a look.
"Are you two dating?" The teenage girl whose hair you were curling asked. Jey's eyebrow flicked up.
"She wishes," He teased. Giving you a playful look. He was trying to cheer you up. Seeing how miserable you looked. You rolled your eyes at his answer.
"He wishes," You grumbled. As you curl the last strand of her hair.
"Nah, she dated my twin brother," He spoke. Making the teenage girls gasp.
"There's another one that looks like you," One of the girls gushed out.
"Alright girls, all done, go to the counter and I will ring up the price," You spoke. They all obliged, but not before giving Jey flirty looks.
"Can I have a word?" Jey asked. Making you let out a huff.
"I'm busy," You huffed out, as you unplugged the curling iron.
"I'll wait," Jey responded. Crossing his arm as he sat on one of the chairs.
"Fine, just give me a second," You sighed. Walking off to go charge the teenage girls. Their mums were there as well. Paying for the styling. You smiled warmly at them as they left the store. Telling the girls to have fun.
You let out a heavy sigh. Dreading to go back and talk to Jey. You knew he would want you to get back with Jimmy.
You took a deep breath before letting it out. Walking back to Jey.
"What do you want Jey?" You sighed out, as you reorganized your kit.
"He misses you, and you miss him, the two of you look like shit, and I before you argue and say he cheated on you, he regrets doing it, he needs you and you need him, can you please look past the fact he cheated on you and go back to him, at least give him another shot or be his friend," Jey pleaded.
"I can't Jey," You sighed. Tears gathering in your eyes you quickly wiped them away.
"At least come back to WWE, everyone misses you," Jey sighed. You thought about it for a second before looking up at him.
"Fine, but keep Jimmy away from me," You sighed. Jey smiled brightly. Wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close into his chest. Giving you a bone-crushing hug. You let out a groan of pain. His plan worked, now all he had to do was get Jimmy and you back together...
ROMAN REIGNS;
You no longer had emotional breakdowns over Roman. Lies. At least not in front of anyone. Though Bianca believed you weren't over Roman. Especially since you got drunk to numb the pain or have one-night stands with other guys, to forget about him, and the fact he chooses her not you.
Roman on the other hand after his encounter with you, wasn't doing so well. He made a mistake breaking up with you to be with Galina.
He saw how cold you were to him, but deep down he knew it was all a front. He knew you were breaking, and he was breaking too. But he knew he couldn't break up with Galina as well.
She noticed Roman's behaviour as well. Often finding him deep in thought. Or scrolling through his phone. Looking at selfies of you. Sometimes he would stalk your Instagram as well. At first, she felt jealous, but then she accepted that a part of Roman was going to love you.
"You still love her, don't you?" Galina asked as she noticed Roman was looking at photos of you again. He quickly locked his phone a little too quickly for her liking.
"It doesn't matter, I'm with you now, I picked you," Roman spoke. Flashing her a soft smile. That didn't quite reach his eyes.
She let out a sigh. Just because he flashed her a smile. She could tell it didn't reach his eyes. He was miserable without you. Every time he was happy his mind would then wander off to you. His smile turning into a frown. She could tell he missed you.
"Talk to her," She sighed.
"She hates me," Roman sighed.
"She hates that you choose me over her, and truthfully I only think you choose me because of the kids, and maybe you do still love me, but I know you love y/n more," Galina spoke. Giving him a sad smile. He needed to hear it.
Roman tried to speak but Galina cut him off again.
"Go win her back, give you her your all, and if it doesn't work out, we can try again," She spoke.
Roman smiled at her sadly. Getting up and walking over to her.
"I'm sorry, for doing this to you," Roman sighed. Cupping the side of her face. She looked up at him. Slightly smiling. Leaning into him. Her hands grabbed his wrists.
"I know, but you still love her, go get her," Galina spoke. Leaning up till her lips pressed against his. Kissing each other passionately one last time before he went to your apartment complex...
Nerves racked throughout Roman's body. Palms clammy. Rehearsing in his mind what he was going to say to you. Roman took a deep shake breath in then exhaled. Clenching his hand into a fist. Bringing his fist up to the door and knocking.
He knocked three times. Calling your name. But got no response. His heart hammered against his rib cage.
"Look, y/n, I know you don't want to see me, but I left her, I want us to get back together," Roman spoke voice slight loud.
Roman heard the door behind him. Making him glance over his shoulder. Seeing your neighbour standing there in their pyjamas. Looking slightly annoyed.
"She's not home," They grumbled. Looking at Roman in irritation.
"That's fine, I can wait for her," Roman replied. Giving your neighbour a forced smile.
"You'll be waiting for a while," One of your neighbours spoke. Making Roman shrug his shoulder.
"Your problem," Your neighbour grumbled. They were about to slam the door when Roman spoke again.
"Is she doing, okay?" Roman asked.
"By okay you mean, coming home drunk while her friend helps her, or doesn't come home at all till the next day?" Your neighbour shot out. Shotting Roman a glare. Before shutting the door.
Guess he deserved that. But that got Roman worrying more about you. You weren't doing okay, and it was all because of him....
"And after all, he put me through, I still fucking love him," You drunkenly blurted out. Making Damian furrow his eyebrows as you downed the shot. An idea popped into his mind.
"How about I get him off your mind?" Damian suggested.
"How?" You asked as Damian got up off the barstool, tilting his head to the side hinting at the dance floor. Holding his hand out to you. You bite your lip, a small smile forming on your lips.
"Okay, handsome," You slurred out, getting up and taking his hand. Damian pulled you towards the dance floor...
SETH ROLLINS;
The alcohol only numbed your heartache to a certain extent. Though you always ended up crying yourself to sleep. You wished that you didn't fall in love with him, then you wouldn't be so broken. Wondering what you did wrong.
You tried your best to avoid Seth, especially Becky. You were hoping you would get released to at least ease your pain, but that never happened. You could only wait till your contract ended. Then you could be free of him. Maybe you would wrestler in AEW or Impact anywhere that was free of Seth and Becky.
All you wanted was to be enough for him, and you weren't. You thought he loved you, but he didn't. You were sick of feeling heartbroken...
FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED! IT WOULD MAKE MY DAY!đ
⢠being asked by Xpac, because nearly every Tag-Team has a diva (and because he thinks you're hot)
⢠accompanying them to the ring and cheering them on
⢠trying to solve their issues peacefully
⢠having to earn Kanes trust
⢠proving Kane that you won't betray him by fending off interruptions during his match even against your friends/former Tag-Team partners
⢠babysitting Xpac when you go to bars or pubs
⢠Xpac flirting with you (to tease or because he's crushing)
⢠sitting with Kane (if he trusts you) when he needs a little company
â˘Â soothing Kane into mild physical contact (no full-on hugs at first but a High-five is just enough)
⢠if you had troubles with male wrestler, not anymore The Big Red Machine is always close by
⢠if you're more introverted Xpac will bring you out of your shell a little more
⢠having Xpac giving everyone that gives you trouble a mouthful
⢠getting targeted by The Undertaker and his ministry (later on by the Corporate Ministry) because he wants Kane to join him and you're in the way of that
*walks in* heyyy..how yâall doinâŚ.i fixed this too. since thereâs only three chapters its easy for me to go back and change the layout YIPPEEEE...now i just wanna say i may make a special chapter where [name] goes back to ecw just to fuck around so if yâall have any underrated wrestlers feel free to scream at me to bring them in!!
now i know i was supposed to post a request but itâs just. ITS NOT REASY yâall im sorry itâs coming i swear. bret hart is next then probably undertaker if everything goes well. i been doing my best. did not really like this chapter but i think itâs because i kept reading it over and over.
now watch me do this sick kick flip
YOUâRE STILL PISSED off from Marlenaâs attack. Youâre starting to get even more pissed because Shawn wasnât putting you down...this is a rough start, but youâre going to fix things one way or another.
BACKSTAGE // 7:57 PM
You needed to find Marlena. You had to get her back for even thinking that she could get the best of you.
But itâs hard to do that when Shawn tossed you over his shoulder.
Normally, youâd enjoy this, but you were way too pissed off to function. Thereâs only one way to settle this. Only one way to be released from Shawnâs holdâŚâŚ.
âHELP!â You scream. âD-GENERATION X IS KIDNAPPING ME! THEYâRE TRYING TO GET ME! SHAWN MICHAELS Iââ
Shawn just starts laughing at you at first. âJUST KIDDING!â He yells, just so any concerned ears can hear him. âSHEâS JUST BEING DRAMATIC!â He uses his foot to kick open the locker room door.
âPut me down!â You yell, wrangling in Shawnâs grasp. Youâre now backstage, but you were about to run away to find Marlena for round two.
âYou want me to put you down?â You donât see it, but Shawn spares a glance at Chyna, motioning his head towards you. âFine, then. Next time, try to behave. Or else Iâll have to spank yaâ!â He does, setting you down onto the ground.
It takes a moment for you to regain balance, but you pull it together. âThank you!â You sigh out in exasperation.
You take one look around the room with a nodâŚâŚbefore turning on your heel and making a run for it out of there.Â
Chyna moves quickly, reaching out to you in an attempt to grab the back of your shirt. She catches your collar, but accidentally jams her nail into your back while doing so.
Both of you yelp in pain. That shit really hurt!
âHa! I knew sheâd do that.â Shawn snaps his fingers. âHunter, told you I was clairvoyant.â
ââŚI kinda believe you.â Hunter responds, actually swayed that his friend might be psychic.
âAnyone couldâve seen it from a mile away.â Chyna says, rolling her eyes. She, on the other hand, wasnât swayed at all. Theyâre just stupid. She adjusts her grip on you and instead wraps her arm around your neck.
You were kind of scared. Hopefully, she wouldnât choke you out. Jeez.
âOooh, you smell really nice.â You comment with a smile. You couldâve swore she mumbled a âthanksâ, but you werenât entirely sure. âWhat is that, vanilla?â
The man in the tuxedo steps forward, clearing his throat and capturing everyoneâs attention. âLetâs focus, here. Iâm sure you know everyone in the room, [Name]. Except for me. My name is Rick Rude. Itâs a pleasure to meet you.â He holds his hand out for you to shake.
You try turning your head at an awkward angle to expectantly stare at Chyna for a moment and she looks at you.
Sighing, she adjusts her hold to be a little lighter so you can shake his hand, but she goes right back to putting her arm around your neck after you do so.
âRaaaaaavishing Rick Rude, mind you!â Shawn elongates the vowel for dramatic effect.
âI knew you looked familiar!â You chime, pointing a finger at him with a smile. âYou wanted to fuck with Shane Douglas! And didnât you spank Francine?â
Rick chuckles. âYep. Thatâs correct. But those days are going to be long behind me. Iâve become an insurance policy for this group, if you will. Weâd like you to stay back and listen before you run away.â
Youâre willing to listen, but as long as you get to Marlena in one piece. Youâll play their game for now. Itâs not like you can go anywhere. âWhat is it? I promise I wonât run away. Please let me go, Chyna.â
ââŚFine.â Chyna relents, letting you free but still backing up to guard the door so you couldnât run.
He looks around the room for a second before turning back to you. âWe want you to join D-Generation X. Creative gave us the go ahead.â
For some reason, it didnât come as a big shock to you. You figured something would be up, especially since they dragged you all the way back here.
âYeah, yeah, okay, Iâll join.â You agree, waving your hand. âIâm inâŚ.â
Hunter comes over and pats your shoulder with a grin. âEasier than I thought. Our first initiation process is for you to show us the goods.â He lifts his shirt up slightly to insinuate he wanted you to take yours off. âYou know. The goods.â
âŚâŚWait, what?
âShow off the goods?â You repeat, looking around the room. âDid everyone have to do that here??â You werenât entirely convinced, but now you were having ECW flashbacks.
âNo.â Chyna cuts in. Thank god for Chyna! âThey just think youâre an easy target.â If they tried doing that again, sheâd knock them upside their head. At this rate, they were going to scare you off.
Sheâs not quite ready to admit it, but sheâs thrilled thereâd be another woman in this group.
To be honest, you liked Chyna. She was really serious but she seems really sweet under all of that armor she had up. You wonder if you could get her to go to the nail salon with you.
âDamn. It was worth a try.â Shawn mumbles, snapping his fingers. Those two definitely planned this before hand, tsk.
âWonderful news!â Rick smiled at you, then slams his briefcase onto a table. âIâve got papers for you to sign.â And boy, was it a lot of papers to sign. It was like youâre in college all over again.
What the hell did you just get yourself into?
BACKSTAGE // 8:10 PM
You never hated paperwork as much as you did right now. Even signing a contract for the WWF wasnât that much. Rick Rude had you sign a surmount of papers. It got to the point where you didnât even care, you were signing away.Â
You wonder if you accidentally signed most of your estate to him because you werenât paying attention. Oh well. It is what it is. If you get hurt or maybe even get hit by a bus, youâd probably get money for it!Â
The more youâre backstage, the more you think about how things worked around here. Even just being by the ring, you got a general idea of how things were set up.
ECW had always been disorganized. Whenever it came to matches, thereâd be a lot of people in the ring at one time, causing a lot of confusion at first. Most of the wrestlers (yourself included), have found a way to work around it, fortunately.
What you couldnât find a way to work around was the fact your check would bounce every time youâd receive one in the mail. Itâs rather easy to fix, but itâs one of the things you hated the most about working for ECW, so you hope WWF would pull it together.
The people were great, but youâve got bills to pay. And clothes to buy.
D-Generation X had finally let you go, so you decided to wander around the halls. After whatâs happened, youâve lost most of your energy to even try and find Marlena. Youâll wait until she either comes to you or you come across her by coincidence.
Itâs not worth the effort. Signing all those papers tired you out. It didnât help that Shawn had been throwing crumbled up pieces of paper at the back of your head. Hunter thought it was absolutely hilarious too. Whatever.
Youâre bored. Very, very bored.
They didnât have anything for you to do yet. No gimmick, no interference besides the small appearance you did earlier. Youâd rather watch paint dry than stick around. Itâs probably best to call it a night and go back to the hotel.
You run a hand over your face. Yeah, you could definitely take a nap right about now. As youâre just sorting through your thoughts without a care in the world, you bump into a hard structure.
Luckily, it wasnât some sort of foreign object! It was a person. Some guy who had his back turned to you!
Oh, no, nevermind. That makes it worse.
âExcuse me, Iâm sorry.â You quickly apologize. âI just wanted to pass by.â
The man turns over to you, lightly brushing his hands on your elbows to sturdy you. âHey, itâs fine.â He says. âAs long as you didnât fall over.â
You finally get a good look at him and..oh no. Heâs pink. And heâs wearing sunglasses inside. But heâs pink. Shawn told you not to talk to the pink guys.
You walked yourself right into that.
âYou look familiar. Do I know you?â He asks.
Well, you made your bed. Now itâs time to lie in it. Shawn was nowhere to be found anyway, so itâs not like he had to know. You just shrug. âNot sure. Iâm from ECW. Iâm new. Iâm [Name], thatâs all you need to know.â And with that, you put out your hand to shake.
âHeh. Right to the point, eh? Iâm Bret. Bret Hart.â He takes your hand and firmly shakes it. âI actually think Iâve heard of you. One of the guys in the Foundation mentioned you.â
âSeriously? Who?â You ask, letting go of his hand. Could it have been someone youâve worked with before? Youâve spoke with a lot of wrestlers and itâs hard to memorize most of their names.
âBrian Pillman. Strike any bells?â
Wait! Yes! It did indeed.
âOkay, yes. But I was too scared to even try and talk to him.â It was true. The guy was unhinged and so unpredictable that you had no clue if heâd even try and attack you or not.
In a sick way, you think he had a crush on you, too. Heâd follow you around backstage, leave you dead bugs as a âgiftââŚit was just a whole other can of worms.
While you could definitely hang in the ring with the menâŚâŚyou didnât want to send him home crying, of course.
âYouâve got it all wrong. Heâs a pretty nice guy.â Bret takes off his sunglasses and shoves them into his pocket with a small smile. âYou can take my word for it.â
If heâs here, you hope heâd have some change of heart. âYou know what? I think I will. And if youâre wrong, I expect lunch.â
âAre you asking me out?â He outright asks. No! No, you werenât! Shawn told you to not talk to the pink guys. (Which youâve already failed..) No way. Youâre not asking him out at all.
âNot exactly.â You say. âItâs just a deal. Lets say youâre right, Iâll buy you lunch! Fair trade, right?â
âSuppose so.â
You stand there for a little longer before remembering something. âArenât you in a match tonight? Against some guy named the Undertaker.â
âSure am.â He confirms. âYou want to come out and watch?â
Itâs not like you had anything better to do. But at the same time, would Shawn tear you a new one?
Ah, who cares what he says. He doesnât run your life, nor can he tell you who to hang with! You donât even know why you agreed anyway.
Another man comes out of the room to your left, holding a huge Canadian flag. âHey, bro!â His voice is as cheerful as ever, even bringing a tired smile to your face. âMy match is next. You coming out to help?â
âNot tonight. Got my own match to worry about.â Bret responds.
The other guy looks at you curiously, but then looks down to the floor. He then gives you mischievous grin. âHey, your left shoe is untied.â
âOops.â Youâre just about to lean down and tie it, but you rememberâŚ..you literally donât have a left shoe since Chyna threw it in the crowd! âVery funny. You know, my shoe actually went to updog.â
Heâs confused, shaking his head. Heâs about to fall into the trap.
âWait, whatâs updog?â
âNothing much. Whatâs up with you?â You respond with a smile. Bret snorts and the other guy can only shake his head.
âOkay, that was a good one!â Heâs gotta give it to you, heâs never heard of that before. Perhaps you would become a good ally. For future endeavors of course, nothing involving pranking others.
âMy nameâs Owen. Heâs my brother, but Iâm the cooler one.â
â[Name].â You shake his hand too. Duly noted that he was the cooler one. âI can see that, I mean, he was wearing shades inside.â
Bret rolls his eyes playfully. âItâs a stylistic choice. You can try them on, if you want to. Check it out for yourself.â
Hell yeah, you wanted to try them on! It was all a facade. You thought it was a teeny tiny bit cool. âHand emâ over!â
So he does, taking them out of his pockets and placing them into your hands. You do the honors of putting them on your face.
You feel like the whole world has changed. âWoah. Itâs kinda dark in here now.â
Before you can say anything else, Shawnâs voice pops up out of nowhere. âWoah, woah, woah, what do we have here?â Did he show up from hell or something?? Was he following you?? What the hell.
âTrying to steal my teammate?â Shawn asks, wrapping his arm around your waist. âMan, never knew you would go so low.â
âDidnât know she was apart of your little group of degenerates. Whatâs a pretty girl like this doing with you, Shawn?â Bret questions. âHe didnât pay you or something, did he?â
Should you take offense to that? âNo, of course not. Why would he pay me?â
âI mean, someone like you with the likes of himâŚâ He trails off.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â Shawn raises an eyebrow and takes his arm off of you. âYou got a problem with me?â
Owen sees that this isnât going to end well. He steps in between them before Shawn could even walk forward. âHey, hey. Letâs not do this right now.â Normally, heâd find this a bit funny, but heâs got a match in five minutes and he didnât want to leave you with the carnage.
Youâre right with him. You didnât know why, but the tension between those two was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
âOwenâs right,â You cut in, stepping in front of Shawn. âWe could get in trouble if we fight in the hall. And I literally just got hired, soâŚâ
âTch.â Bret scoffs, his hostility coming to a boiling point. âYouâll be fine. Shawn here has Vince McMahon just wrapped around his finger. You could trash the place if you wanted to. As long as heâs around, believe me, youâll keep a job.â
âWeâre leaving.â Shawn abruptly says, taking you by the shoulders and leading you down the opposite side of the hall.
âDonât guide me!â You complain. âI can walk fine by myself. Whatâs your deal anyway? Whyâre you acting like that?â
âBecause heâs just bitter.â He grumbled his answer. His behavior was a complete 360° from how he was earlier. You didnât like it one bit. âI tell you not to talk to those guys, and what do you do? You go and talk to those assholes!â
You hold up a hand. âFirst, you better lower your tone. If you have any sense, then weâd go about this a mature wayâŚâ
Shawnâs not used to getting any backtalk from others, so he hesitated before speaking. ââŚ.I wouldnât be getting loud if you just listened to what I said in the first place.â
Youâre starting to get irritated with him. Yeah, heâs hot and all. Earlier you had no qualms with whatever he said, but his attitude is starting to bring you back to reality. âWhat do you care?? When is it ever that serious??â
âBecause I asked you to! Isnât that enough?â
âNo! You sound stupid!â You stop walking, throwing your arms out. âWho do you think you are, telling me what to do like you own me?â
âYouâItâsââ
You werenât going to let him get a word out just yet. âYou need me more than I need you guys, I promise that. Iâm going to do what I want. If you trust me, youâd let meââ
Itâs his turn to cut you off. âAlright, alright, you win.â He throws his hands up. You figure he doesnât want to argue anymore and neither do you.
Hopefully you two have come to an understanding.
âYou can do whatever you want. Just...be careful, I donât want them to try and steal you away from us already.â
There it is. The truth. Or at least you think it is.
âNo oneâs going to steal me from anyone.â You say. âYouâre worrying for no reason. I donât want to go anywhere else right now. Iâll stay with you guys. Donât have to throw a temper tantrum!â
Shawn seems to lighten up a bit. âGood, but it looked like you were the one who was going to have a temper tantrum.â
Be so fucking for realâŚ
âYeah, okay.â You just go along with it. Shawn swings his arm around your shoulder once more. âDamn, whyâs it still so dark?!â
âYouâve got these still on.â He takes the sunglasses off of you. âAlmost forgot, if youâre stayinâ with us, youâre cool with being in an intergender match next week, right?â
Fantastic.
pillman not being a loose canon in wwf? they are both mistaken. bret setting reader up LOLL. (their interaction will be next chapter i promise!!!!) is simp reader over???!!! had to scream âGIRL GET UP. GIRL GET UPâŚâ cant let a man get the best of youđŻâźď¸ #ispeakreal #talkaboutit #girlbossing101
and i find it hilarious in ecw you could have 1 (one) match going on with just two people then suddenly half the roster comes out like???? WHATS HAPPENING??????? WHERE DO I FOCUS????? watching ecw is like being on lsd
Nikki: Nikki always talked about you to her family. They got tired of not meeting you, so they invited you to family dinner. Once the day came, you were so nervous. Nikki had to make you sit down and take a breath. Once you were there, they instantly loved you. Not to mention the kids loved you.
Brie: She had decided that it was time for you to meet her family. When the day came, you were not nervous as you thought you'd be. Instead, you were confident that they would love you. it turns out you were right. They loved you and thought you were perfect for Brie.
Bayley: You met her family by accident you and Bayley were out to dinner one night. Her family walks in and notices that Bayley is there. They walked up to you guys and Bayley introduced you to her family. They ended up eating dinner with you guys that night and they loved you.
Charlotte: Since you had grown up together, you already knew her family, and they loved you. They knew you were the right one for her.
Lita: She invited you to dinner but failed to mention that it was a family dinner. So you had no time to be nervous about meeting her family, but there was nothing to worry about, they loved you and approved of your relationship.
Trish: Trish only really cared about what her kids thought about you. You weren't nervous about meeting them, you were excited. You played with them and they loved you.
Becky: You met her family when they came to one of the live shows. You had no idea they were coming, she had no idea, you guys were both surprised. But nonetheless they loved you.
Draft Wrestling Preference: Do You Have Any Idea...
Samoa Joe: ...what I want you to do to me
Drew McIntyre: ...how much I want to smack that stupid smirk off your face
PSA: I'm going to start posting some of my drafts that are in a pretty decent state. These are going to be the ones I really like, that I just haven't been able to bring myself to finish, and don't see that point coming. So, these are going to be short - maybe a little choppy, but I love them nonetheless and can't bring myself to delete. I'm just not as close to wrestling as I was and want to clear out my drafts for some new ventures. Thanks!
Samoa Joe: ...what I want you to do to me
Get a little flirty with each other, they said. Have some fun. This tiny element of Monday Night Raw was purely experimental with no expectation of longevity, and thus no further plans were worked out. Little did management know that after giving you and Joe an inch, you two would run miles. Neither of you expected to hit it off like you did, but things got heated fast.
It all started when a producer gave you a âquick noteâ moments before you and Bianca went to go sign a contract for a shot at the tag titles. Bianca giggled as you quietly panicked. All the way to the ring, you heart raged against your chest and your mind scrambled for ideas - You should have known better. He took the lead the moment you step foot in the ring.
Tom moved out of the way as you pushed between them. Joe leaned into your hand as your fingers slid across his cheek to move the headset away his ear.
He let out a laugh, âWhat are you do-â
Moving close to his ear, you whispered, âDo you have any idea what I want you to do to me?â
âI assure you, if itâs not already on the list - I have no issue with additions.â His tone was still light, but the look in his eyes was dead serious. âWas that the answer you were looking for?â
The readiness of his answer twisted your stomach in knots, âI didnât know what youâd say, but I knew I wouldnât be disappointed.â
âWould you two stop it already?â Nikki groaned from the other side of Joe.
Discreetly, he slid a hand between your thighs and your knees went weak. His lips were so close. Kissing him would be a shock, but not out of character. Management wouldnât be happy, but the farther his hand got up your leg the less important management became. The look in his eye dared you to.
âHey Y/n! Iâve got a seat for you over here by me!â Byron chirped.
Nothing killed a mood quite like Byron. Both of you rolled your eyes as you readjusted your title and begrudgingly took that seat.
âIsnât it great how weâre all such great friends?â Â
Drew McIntyre: ...how badly I want to smack that smirk off your face
He knew every damn trick you had, and it was really starting to piss you off.
âAh, Y/n, get your feet off the rope...â
Drewâs voice and his words did two very different things to the rage in the pit of your stomach. You let go of Kairi and slowly sat back onto your knees unable to look him in the face. He had to be doing this on purpose - you knew he knew what he was doing and that just added fuel to the fire. It was too late to hide the fact that he pushing your nerves, the clenched jaw and death glare was pretty obvious. That was what you wanted everyone to see. If you focused on your competitive side, really leaned into it, nobody would see how badly you missed him. Most importantly, he wouldnât see how badly you wanted him back.
Your eyes burned holes in Kairi as she rolled away for some recovery. He was being an asshole, your feet were not on the rope. You repeated that in your mind to drown out the memories of his voice telling you what watching you work does to him. For a second you wondered if that was still true. Of course it wasnât. That was two years ago when you didnât cheat to win. Now, you take the easy way, whether you need to or not. The only thing youâre not allowed to do is lose. You cannot lose.
âJust doing my job.â He kept his voice even and smooth as he pointed to the logo on his striped shirt. It wasnât that hard to pretend he was pissing you off.
Getting to your feet, you let out a tense breath before facing him.
âIs that what youâre doing?â You threw back, âDo you have any idea how badly I want to smack that smirk off your face?â
Your threat didnât phase him at all and his smirk grew into a full blown smile.
âGo ahead...please do...â He leaned in closer, âI wonât even disqualify you for it.â
It was a tempting offer, but you quickly realized looking him in the eyes was a mistake. Everything youâd built up to mask the truth melted and he saw the clear flash of vulnerability before Kairi snatched you from behind. She tried to roll you up, but you used the momentum to roll through and hit her with your finisher. You and Drew stared at each other as you pinned her for the win.
Once the match was over and the win was secured, you wouldnât look at him again, but he stared at you. He knew most every excruciating detail on how things got here, but he had to figure out how to get you out of this. He always knew the woman he fell in love with was still in there and tonight gave him hope that she may be ready to come back. There was a catch though, and Drew had to get to you first.
You watched Kairi slink out of the ring, knowing everyone was tensely anticipating an attack, but you were too preoccupied with your thoughts. You did miss Drew - being with him, talking to him, traveling with him - but you also missed being you. The you thatâs not angry, hurtful, deceitful, or scared. The person standing in your place felt alien, and the only person responsible for that is you. You might be able to make up for what youâve done and helped do, but the consequences for changing heart now would far outweigh those mended fences.
Drew took your wrist and gently pulled you to center ring to raise your hand. He watched you as you continued to ignore him. Knowing the longer you stayed, the more likely things might get out of hand, you tried to leave.
âY/n, wait...â
Drew still had a hold on your wrist, but his voice was enough. Enough to get you to stop, but not turn around.
âLook at me.âÂ
âNo.â That chilly tone coming out of you wasnât yours.
He took a second before stepping forward and relaxing his grip on your arm, âLook at me, please.â
It was a move you didnât expect. Without realizing, you turned and locked eyes with him. Just like before, those walls disappeared only this time it wasnât as jarring.
âYou donât have to-â
Desperately you wished his words were true, but the sharp clapping coming from the top of the ramp was the snap back into reality you needed. It was a fight to shake Drew out of your head and put a smile on your face.
âIsnât she incredible?â Seth fawned as he made his way to you, Murphy not far behind.
You made sure to have your arm out of Drewâs hand before he got close. By the time Seth hopped onto the apron
âLadies and Gentlemen, youâre number one contender for the Raw Womenâs Championship!â He gave you a bright smile and offered you his hand, âCongratulations, baby.â
