#wwe x reader

[exsquitesasha]

back in my wwe era. 😩

I need 30 jeff hardy fics on my desk in 40 mins pronto.

[starsnvtcher]

i’ve never even laid a finger on marvel rivals in my life but seeing fine papa damian voicing the hood is making me consider things

[mango-va]

The kliq high school au

A/n: I want a high school au of the kliq. This will be a x reader series I just don't know who it should be with. Plus it's modern day au as well. I'm cooking with this shit btw.

Warning: cursing, Shawn being Shawn, fried group being stupid as hell, no used of y/n only reader. Talks and mention of under age characters or people doing stuff they shouldn't be doing

after 40 minutes later Shawn comes to class with the biggest smirk on his face as he sit next you guys. Reader side eye him, he side eyes reader back

"what?"

He whisper to you

"hoe..."

"I know so what?"

"so everything"

"your mad I got hella rizz"

"shut the fuck up, plus the class is almost over"

"a man had to go multiple rounds"

"your overly freak out.."

Reader says to Shawn then goes back to work. Shawn leans back in his chair just smirking. Until the bell rings. Ones it did the group of friends walk to their next class, hunter and pac were asking Shawn questions about his earlier activities. Kevin was with Scott going a different way since they had a different class then the group. Reader was with Chyna just talking.

"so who was the lucky girl?"

"Sunny"

"wait the sunny that Bret is talking to?"

"yep!"

Shawn said like the proudest man in the world. That caught you and Chyna attention now your two are in the conversation

"didn't we tell you not to mess around with girls that Bret has conections to?!"

Chyna whisper yells at Shawn so people Bret talks to couldn't hear

"I know but she was down with it so I did what I had to do! You know I'm a sucker for blondes"

"your a sucker for anyone,Shawn"

"jealous much?"

"oooooo"

The group of three say in sync. Reader chuckles at that idea

"of the girls you sleep with? No"

Shawn shugs his shoulders

"then why care who I sleep with?"

"cause I don't want you getting your ass beat by Bret and his million of siblings"

"so you care?"

"don't push it"

Reader says with a glare as the group goes inside their next class

A/n: I don't know who I said make it about, right now I'm in between Bret hart, Shawn Michaels, or Scott Hall (my man). I'll make pt 2 tomorrow or in the next to days

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[sadieeettx]

supporting my wife

not my gif! owner of gif is @reignofbrutality

authors note!: hey loves! I wanna say i'm sorry for disappearing for 5 months, i've been so busy with life. i've also been focusing on my mental health for a while as its been really bad recently. anyways I wanna say thank you to those who have stuck around! anyways I have some rhea fics for you! I also have some other wwe fics, but i'm going to slowly upload what I have and then focus on my requests! unfortunately my requests are closed for now so I can catch up. i've also been working on a dr (dream reality) account! it's currently under works. im so excited to show you guys the account!! anyways ill stop blabbing, enjoy the rhea x reader! (fluff!!)

summary: Yn watched her wife Rhea Ripley enter the ring ready for an intense competition. after rhea lost a match, Yn remained supportive, wishing Rhea continued success.

pairing: older!rhea x younger!reader

word count: 996

Yn sat in the front row, her heart racing with excitement. The lights in the arena were bright, and the crowd roared with energy. It was a night of intense competition, and the wrestling ring was buzzing with anticipation. Yn couldn’t help but feel proud as she watched her wife, Rhea Ripley, prepare to enter the ring. Rhea was not just her partner; she was a fierce competitor, known for her strength and determination. Yn had always admired Rhea’s passion for wrestling. From the moment Rhea had stepped into the ring for the first time, Yn knew this was her calling. Rhea trained hard every day, pushing her limits and perfecting her skills.

Yn was there for every practice, cheering her on and helping her stay focused. Tonight, however, was different. Tonight, Rhea was up against some of the best wrestlers in the world. As the arena lights dimmed, the music blared loudly, and everyone turned to the entrance. Yn felt her heart flutter as Rhea emerged, her presence captivating and powerful. Rhea wore her signature black and gold outfit that shimmered under the lights. With her imposing stature and confident stride, she looked ready to take on the world. Yn could see the fire in Rhea's eyes, and it filled her with pride.

The atmosphere was electric. Fans cheered for their favorite wrestlers, waving signs and shouting names. Rhea was a crowd favorite, and Yn felt lucky to be married to such an incredible woman. She held a sign that read, “Go Rhea! ” and waved it energetically, hoping to boost Rhea's spirit. As the match began, Yn leaned forward in her seat, fully invested in every move. Rhea was up against two skilled opponents, and the competition was fierce.

The first opponent, a tall man with a muscular build named Titan, charged at Rhea. They traded blows, each one showcasing their strength. Yn’s heart raced as she saw Rhea take a hard hit but quickly recover, countering with her own attacks. The second opponent, named Luna, was quick and agile. She darted around the ring, trying to strike Rhea from different angles. Rhea remained focused, her eyes determined. Yn could sense the tension in the air.

Despite the intensity, she felt a wave of confidence wash over her. Rhea had faced tough challenges before, and she always found a way to rise above. As the match progressed, Rhea formed a plan. She had learned to adapt to her opponents’ strengths and weaknesses, and tonight was no different. The crowd was on their feet, cheering loudly as Rhea executed a series of incredible moves. It was thrilling to watch her wife in action, and Yn felt tears of joy in her eyes. However, tensions escalated as Titan and Luna teamed up against Rhea. Yn’s stomach twisted with worry as the odds stacked against her wife. They pushed Rhea to the edge of the ropes, and Yn leaned forward, wanting to shout words of encouragement. “You got this, Rhea! Don’t give up! ” she yelled, her voice lost in the roar of the crowd. In a crucial moment, Rhea managed to break free. She used her raw strength to throw Luna against the mat. Yn cheered loudly, jumping with excitement.

But as Rhea turned her attention to Titan, Luna quickly got back on her feet and struck Rhea from behind. The impact knocked Rhea down hard. Yn gasped, her heart sinking. She could see the look of determination in Rhea’s eyes, but she also saw the pain. Rhea got back up, refusing to stay down. The match continued, and for a moment, Yn believed Rhea could still turn it around. She wanted to believe that Rhea would win against all odds. As the final moments of the match approached, Rhea executed an incredible move, lifting Titan into the air, but she was too exhausted. In a swift counter, Titan turned the tables and pinned Rhea to the mat.

The referee counted down, and the fans watched with bated breath. One… two… three. It was over. Yn felt her heart break as the bell rang, signaling the end of the match. Rhea slowly got to her feet, disappointment etched on her face. The crowd erupted in cheers, celebrating Titan and Luna’s victory. Yn stood up, clapping with the rest of the audience, but she felt a pang of sadness. Rhea, despite losing, had given it her all. Yn rushed to the ring as Rhea exited, looking defeated yet dignified. “Rhea! ” Yn called out, tears streaming down her face. She wrapped her arms around Rhea in a tight embrace, feeling the weight of the loss together.

Rhea held Yn close, her breathing heavy, but comforted by Yn’s presence. “I’m so proud of you,” Yn said softly. “You fought hard. That’s what matters. ” Rhea pulled back slightly, meeting Yn’s eyes. “I wanted to win for you,” she said, her voice filled with vulnerability. Yn shook her head. “You don’t have to win to make me proud. You’re already a champion to me. You gave it your all. ” As they walked out of the arena, Rhea began to smile. Yn could see the spark returning to her eyes. “Thank you for always believing in me,” Rhea said, squeezing Yn's hand. “I may have lost this time, but I’ll come back stronger. ” Yn nodded, filled with hope.

They left the arena, hand in hand, ready to face whatever came next. Rhea may not have won the match, but she had won something far more valuable – the love and support of Yn. Together, they would face all challenges, side by side, embracing life’s ups and downs as a team. The night may have ended in disappointment, but for Yn and Rhea, it was just another chapter in their journey together. They would always keep fighting, for each other and for their dreams, no matter how tough the battle might be. And that was a victory worth celebrating.

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[shesa10lolz]

"do you think im fat?" wwe men x fem!reader

featuring: jey uso, dominik mysterio, damian priest

cw: curvy fem wrestler reader, self conscious reader, negative self talk, curvy/thick reader, reader is fem presenting, cis fem reader intended, neck kisses in jey & doms, forehead kisses in Damian's, very suggestive content in all, pet names, minors dni

this shit was not proofread mb y'all😭😭💔 enjoy

jey

you sat on the hotel bed, doom scrolling on your phone as you looked at all of the pretty, gorgeous models and their videos. you looked at them, then looked at you. your fat thighs could never look like theirs, you thought. your stomach could never be that flat, you thought. your jawline could never be as sharp, you thought. you felt sick and green with a sick jealousy. why couldn't you look like any of them, no matter how hard you tried?

the sound of a soft beep occured outside the bedroom as the sound of the door opening followed. jey had been out for a while picking up groceries for you and him, as the hotel fridge was looking mighty empty. you swallowed your emotions and walked out the room and saw him carrying what had to be 6 bags of groceries in his hands. "hey lil ma, missed you baby." he looked up at you and smiled as he put the bags on the ground. you rolled your eyes and smiled. "boy, what could we possibly need that much food for? we only gonna be here 3 days..."

"yeah, i know, but i was thinking that im finna make you some breakfast one of 'dese days. imma make some french toast for you, and maybe some eggs and bacon or som'thin. that sound good?"

you smiled and nodded. french toast was one of your favorite things he made for you. but then you remembered the models...and the influencers...you remembered that you could look like them. you could. all you need to do is try hard enough..right?

jey noticed as he was putting the groceries away, the way you sat down at the kitchen island and sighed, and seemed to zone out. "baby, what's wrongwitchu? you lookin sad."

"jey."

"mhm?"

"you think im...im kinda fat?"

you saw as this man nearly dropped the damn milk as he snapped his head back at you. he turned around to put the milk in the fridge, then turned around comically back at you again.

"girl, you crazy?"

"jey im serious."

"no girl are you cuh-ray-zee. i don't know what the hell you talm bout that you fat when you the most gorgeous girl in the bui'nez. hell, prolly the country. prolly the whole damn world.."

you blushed at the praise but sighed again. "baby, youre so sweet.. but want you to be honest." jey closed the fridge and walked over to you as he realizes you were actually being deadass. "baby, imma be real. no, you ain't some instagram model, all skinny and shit lookin like dracula, but you not fat either. you can't look like nobody you see online anyway, you a wrestler! you need to be thick and that's exactly whatchu are. my pretty, thicc, curvy, gorgeous wrestler queen." he toyed with your hair gently and hugged you tightly, and kissed your neck as you hugged him back. "mhh. i love you jey."

"love you too, bae."

dominik

your new ring gear came in the mail, just in time for your big match against charlotte flair on saturday (how exactly it got shipped so quickly to your hotel that was across the country from the distributor? just...dont ask..) you had put it on and just...stared at yourself in the bedroom mirror. the fit was so cute. it was sparkly and exactly the color and how you wanted it. the outfit wasn't the problem. it was you. the way it squished your stomach looked bad, and worse of all it made your thighs chafe.... you felt horrible. you couldn't take it off sooner until you heard knocking on the door.

"amorcita? you in here?" dominik called from the bedroom. you looked yourself in the mirror and tried to pull yourself together. "yeah, im in here, come in..." he opened the door and looked at you with a smile on his face. "wow, that your new ring gear?" you slowly nodded without looking away from the mirror as you tried to adjust it the best you could. "yeah..for saturday." dominik plopped down onto the bed, stomach first. "i love it on you. you look so pretty, mami."

your stomach was doing flips. all this time and im not immune to his stupid little flirty sayings, huh? you thought to yourself. but you sighed. "babe," you clicked your teeth. "don't you think i look..i dunno, a little fat in this?"

he looked up at you, lifting his face from the pillow. "what? no. why would i think that?" he genuinely looked confused and you thought maybe it wasn't so bad after all. "i mean...i dunno. its lowrise and it like..kinda shows my stomach too much, you know?" he adjusted himself to lay on his side. "no it doesnt! your stomach is fucking perfect. and like you said, its kinda supposed to be like that, and even if you were fat you'd look amazing in it."

"you're avoiding my question." you playfully quipped.

"no im not."

"then just tell me that im kinda fat!"

"youre not fat!!" his voice went higher in pitch like it does when he's being funny and loud and it made you smile momentarily.

"baby, seriously? you don't think im fat?"

"do you want me to be honest?" he chuckled and propped himself up on his shoulder, and for a brief moment you got nervous again.

"well, yes. be honest."

"the only thing fat about you is your pretty, gorgeous, curvy ass and how it jiggles when im giving you backsho-"

you did a yelp/scream kinda thing in a funny way and looked back at him with your mouth dropped. "jesus, dom! watch your dirty mouth! ugh!" you snickered and got a pillow to throw at him.

"you told me to be honest! i was honest!!!"

"ok, maybe not that honest then! goddayummm..." you said and gently threw the pillow at him. he dramatically groaned. you went to lay down next to him at the long end of the bed.

"ok, seriously this time. you don't think im fat?" you looked at him and if you only knew how you made his heart skip a beat whenever you gave him those pretty doe eyes. "no, hermosa...you are so pretty. you're so perfect to me." he put his hand on your thigh and slowly, gently stroked it. "what...what made you think you were fat?" you sighed. "this damn outfit..not just my stomach, but it makes my thighs chafe together since it's so short." "mmh...well, you know, im an idiot and know nothing about women, but like, they would probably not chafe if you put your tights on, but again, im an idiot so like, don't listen to me." he smiled as you covered your face. "lemme guess, you didn't think of that?" "you groaned. "no...i always wear tights. that's why it felt so weird. i forgot...now i look like an idiot.."

dominik laughed. "it is not that big of a deal, gorgeous. calm downnn," you giggled and smiled up at him. "you really think im pretty? like, really pretty?"

he sighed humorously before going down to kiss the base of your neck. you gasped as he started to briefly leave a hickey, before he seductively whispered in your ear, "you want me to show you how pretty i think you are?" he bit his lip and stroked your thigh again, this time with more force. you looked up at him and nodded with a vile little smirk on your face.

at the end of the day let's just say you didn't know what you were getting yourself into...

damian

you and damian loved waking up together and doing everything in the morning together, especially on days like these where you don't have any house shows. after what felt like an hour of just laying down and cuddling, you two decided to get up and start your day.

the two of you stood in the mirror, each brushing your teeth. you stood there in a lounge bra and some athletic shorts that showed off your curves, and damian stood beside you in nothing but some boxers. you tried to look at everything except the elephant in the room, as you stared at yourself in the mirror. as you were viewing yourself, you noticed how your curves could be called more than curves. you thought to yourself, hey, i seem kind of...kind of fat today. you didn't know why you felt this way as you never had thought of it before. were you kind of fat and nobody said anything? would it be better if you lost some weight? maybe damian thought that you were...you were letting yourself go?

you quickly spat out the toothpaste and wiped your mouth. you walked out the bathroom without saying anything, which was out of the ordinary, and damian knew something was up. you went to the fridge to grab a tall glass of water to make the nervousness, you could call it, go away. you stood there, chugging the water down, and as you were about to refill your glass, damian walked in, pulling up and adjusting his pair of shorts. your hand quivered slightly and damian observed you, looking confused as ever.

"baby, what's wrong? you look, i dunno like, you look nervous."

you finished your water before blurting out, "do you think im fat?"

damian looked at you like he had seen a ghost. "now where the hell you get that idea from?" he slowly said before his eyes slightly widened. "wait, did i do something? did i hurt your feelings someho-"

"no, you didn't. i just.." you sighed. "i dunno. i just don't feel pretty right now." damians heart broke at your words. you were the most beautiful thing he ever knew and did you to be saying this genuinely made him sad. he walked over to you and, absolutely fucking towering over you, hugged you. "now, don't talk like that about the woman i love." he said softly.

you sighed and wrapped your arms around him as you put your cheek on his chest. he kissed your forehead and said, "i don't think youre fat. ive never thought that. you are the most gorgeous woman in the world to me. my pretty girl.." he whispered as he caressed your face and kissed your forehead again. "dami.. im your pretty girl?" you said as you looked up at him as you fluttered your lashes.

"now and forever."

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authors note: i was locked in for dominiks part because like yeah that's my husband i love that man so i might make it a full version (with smut hehehe>:3) but idk yet

will make another version with other wrestlers if this is well received 🩷🩷 ty luvs hope you enjoyedddd

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Longing ⋆｡  Werewolf!Jey Uso

❥Summary: After Roman kills Jey’s girlfriend in front of him, Jey is the only one that can see her. Jey is set on a dangerous path of bringing her back to life.

❥ PAIRINGS: Werewolf!Jey Uso x Ghost!Reader

❥ WARNINGS: Wrestling themes, bitchy mother, death, ghost, supernatural themes, werewolf themes, roman killing y/n, mentions of cheating, I wrote this cause I had a dream, errors I missed.

❥ AUTHOR'S NOTE: requests are open! Feedback is appreciated.

Jey woke up with a loud gasp. Breathing heavily. He gulped a couple of times. The images were embedded into his brain. There was no escaping them, not even in his sleep. Sleeping was the worst.

“Jey,” You gasped out. Blood poured out of your mouth as you looked at him, pleading. But he was on the ground, frozen in place. Roman’s hand was in your chest. Roman pulled his hand out. But his hand wasn’t empty. He held your heart. You let out one gasp. Looking shocked before your body fell forward. That’s when Jey rushed towards you.

“You know the longer you keep holding onto that memory of me, the longer it is for you to move on,” You spoke. Sitting next to him. Jey let out a gasp. Ever since your death, he has been seeing your ghost.

“I can’t,” Jey spoke. Running his hands through his hair in distress. Unfortunately for him. He couldn’t touch you. He could only see you. You let out a long sigh.

“Jey, I’m wasting away. By the time you bring me back to life, there will be nothing there to bring back to life,” You spoke. Trying to make him see reason. But it never worked.

“I found this witch; she does resurrection spells. I'm meeting her today.” Jey spoke. As he got up.

“Maybe you should date her, you know, move on; that’s what Roman wants for you, to move on,” You spoke. The room shook a bit.

Jey turned towards you with a look of fury. For a ghost, you were pretty harmless. Your anger was only directed at Roman, and Jey could tell that every time you mentioned him, the windows and room would rattle a bit.

You didn’t want him to find someone new, but then again, you really didn’t want him to be with anyone new, at least not so soon after your death. You had another problem on your plate. Your dead mother was always slightly in the distance with someone else, and she didn’t look too happy with you. You really didn’t want Jey to get involved or get hurt.

“I won't stop until you’re here in front of me,” Jey growled out. Making you slightly back up. Jey’s angry expression dropped. His features softened. He tried to reach for you but realised his hand would go straight through you.

“Well, I am in front of you,” you answered.

 “Alive, touchable,” Jey wavered. His eyes were glistening a bit. Making your heart drop. This situation was hard. The longing was too much.

“Say if you do bring me back, what am I then- a vampire, witch, werewolf, or am I just some human again with no power, because I doubt I’ll get my powers back again?” You spat out.

“It doesn’t matter,” He responded.

“It does, because then there is Roman; you know he hates me. What are you going to do? leave him?” You spoke again. Jey clenched his jaw.

“It doesn’t matter,” He repeated.

“It does matter Jey… I can’t repeat that; you need to drop this,” You snapped back.

Jey shook his head no. Making you let out an angry huff.

If he wasn’t going to let this go, then you were going to do it for him.

“Fine, good luck bringing me back, because without my soul attached to my body it won't work,” You spoke.

“It will; she’s powerful,” Jey stated.

“Doubt it,” You spoke before disappearing. Jey looked stunned for a bit, then composed himself. He had to get ready to go meet this witch.

You ended up in the spot where you died. You felt goosebumps on your arms as you heard a loud clap. Then a twig.

“That was quite a scene. I'm glad you got out of that,” She spoke. Walking towards you.

“What do you want? You’ve been stalking me since I died,” You growled out.

“Well, I've been around since you first died, that night you turned into a vampire. The night your werewolf boyfriend got his cousin to turn you, and the night that slut of a sister of yours vampire boyfriend gave you his blood. I tried to talk to you, but you wouldn’t listen; you let your sister in but not me,” She growled. She was a distance away from you. You were angry and scared. But the rage took over.

“Is this what this is about, Jey, [sister's name], me being a vampire and a werewolf, or is it about your death?” you spat out.

“I watched you suck blood, kill thousands of people; you let a werewolf, of all people, bed you, and then you went and slept with the werewolf that turned you, while your fleabag of a boyfriend tried to find a cure for your vampirism,” She snarled out.

“People make mistakes, Mom; you should know that, given you killed half those fleabags and killed your own daughters,” You growled.

“I'm not allowing him to resurrect you,” She growled out.

“Go to hell,” You yelled….