#Becky Lynch fanfic

[south-of-heaven]

Brollins x daughter reader? The stoey could be whatever you want it to be

Light || Seth Rollins x Daughter!Reader x Becky Lynch

Summary: Everything changed when you came into their lives.

From the moment you entered their lives, everything changed for Seth and Becky. The wrestling industry, with its chaotic schedule and constant demands, suddenly took a backseat to the love and joy you brought into their world. They've never experienced a love as profound and pure as the love they feel for you.

Being WWE superstars means living life in the fast lane, constantly on the move from one city to the next, one match to another. But despite the hectic schedule and the challenges of balancing parenthood with their careers, Seth and Becky wouldn't have it any other way.

Sure, there are moments of exhaustion and frustration, nights spent on the road when they long to tuck you into bed and read you a bedtime story. But the joy of seeing your smiling face in gorilla after a gruelling match makes every sacrifice worth it.

They've learned to make the most of the precious time they have together as a family, cherishing each moment spent at home between gruelling tours. From lazy Tuesday afternoons cuddled up on the couch, recovering from last night's RAW, to impromptu dance parties in the living room, they savour every second spent with you.

And when they're on the road, they make sure to try to keep everything as normal as possible. Bedtime routines, while spent in hotels, stay the same. A bath, a book, then off to sleep. It's a strange kind of comfort that you always sleep in their bed when on the road.

As you grow older, you become their biggest source of inspiration and motivation. They want to be the best versions of themselves, not just for themselves, but for you. They work harder, push themselves further, all with the hope of creating a better world for you to grow up in.

Sure, there are moments of doubt and uncertainty, times when they wonder if they're doing enough for you, if they're giving you the childhood you deserve. But then they see the love and happiness shining in your eyes, and they know that they're doing something right.

Because at the end of the day, family is what matters most. And as long as they have each other and you, they know that they can conquer anything that life throws their way.

[litaskick]

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[newcaptainofsquad9]

The Lady’s Man~Becky Lynch x fem! reader

Pairing: Becky Lynch x reader

Genre: Romance, fluff

  Summary: After spending close time with Becky during your time as tag team duos, she starts to dress differently, something not only the fans pick up on but you along with Becky’s competition for the Smackdown Women’s championship too.

Writer’s Note: First and foremost, I’m sorry about not updating a certain fic yet (The Astrid, Crazy Rich Asians one. I’m still working on it!) or just writing a lot on here in general. Depression has its hooks sunk deep and work has been draining me more than usual but here I am. One of the things that has helped me lots is wrestling, haven’t watched it since I was a young teen and wow, it’s like interacting with an old friend again. One thing that I’ve also noticed is how much the women on the roster are hot and why I liked them so much. The gay awakening was real. Anyway, hope you enjoy my first wrestling fic!

Word Count: 1, 978

You were classy. If you were to partake in feuds or clap-backs, you kept it high-brow and let your skills in the ring do most of the talking. That was part of your character: Lady Y/N, here to bring back beauty and class to the WWE, an exhausting effort to get through with your in ring abilities instead of full on trash talking. That being said, you did have your moments where you popped off on the mic, especially when Damage Ctrl was involved. 

You came face to face with Bayley, Dakota Kai and Iyo Sky tonight; the people of the crowd roaring and chanting, “My Lady” once your music hit and you came strutting toward the ring.

“Aw, here she comes!” Bayley yelled. She pointed off around the crowd and continued to mouth off“Shut up! We’re the top ladies here you heathens.”

“Bayley, all this crying isn’t gonna get you anywhere,” you said. You entered the ring, smiling at the audience, waved and aimed a few kisses at the people, swooning them in the process. “Didn’t Becky and I beat Iyo and Dakota last week and didn’t you lose your championship to Charlotte at the Rumble last week?”

Bayley nodded eagerly, smile plastered on her face. 

“Yeah! Lady yeah! I did y/n! But who’s been a champion at all? Me! Not you! Some lady you are!” Bayley exclaimed while laughing and nodding to her Damage Ctrl sidekicks. “Maybe, if you’re nice to us tonight, I can bring you in the spotlight on my Ding Dong Hello show next week. Well, just you and not your man.”

You cocked up an eyebrow at the mention of “your man”, right when the WWE universe all “oooooed” all at once. It was some sort of joke you weren’t in on, yet you caught yourself with a sly grin and went back in on Bayley. 

“My man? You making up delusions now, huh, Ms. Role-model?” you said. 

Bayley scoffed then let out a snort while turning to Dakota and Iyo. The crowd seemed to react as well, chanting “The Man” over and over. 

Oh. Becky, that was who Bayley was referring to. She called herself the man, didn’t mean she was your “man.” Right? And Bayley is totally wrong, the WWE Universe did have their bright moments but they didn’t dictate who did or didn’t belong to you. Especially Becky Lynch. She was your friend and tag team partner. Period. Nothing more, nothing less. 

“Please, you might be able to fool these idiots!” Bayley yelled. She gestured to the audience before continuing. “But you can’t fool me and the heart eyes she gives you! Have you even seen her new merch?”

Now you knew Bayley made up insults and material on the fly but you really had no idea what she was talking about. Before you could wrap your head around it or throw your own comment back at her, Becky’s music hit, sending the arena along with Damage Ctrl into a frenzy.

“Aww, now look who you’ve spawned!” Bayley groaned. “How dare you idiots speak of The Man!”

The combination of the loud music, the crowd and Bayley’s irritating yells swirled into a cacophony of noise that left you frozen while you watched your fiery headed partner (tag of course) rush out, all smiles and cockiness under her black shades. It’s like what Bayley alluded too, her outfit and merch was different: instead of wearing her flashy, “Bex” shirt underneath her leather jacket, Becky sported a new shirt with blocky letters reading “The Lady’s Man.” 

Your heart skipped a bit at the display; being around Becky was already complex, she just made it twenty times harder. She trotted down to you on your frozen spot in front of the ring, eyes obscured by her shades until she lifted them. 

“You called?” Becky asked. She aimed her words at Bayley and the entire WWE Universe, but it felt as if she was just talking to you. 

Becky stepped closer toward you, rearranged your hair a little before placing the shades on your head. 

“This Ok?” she asked. “Don’t want to mess up your hair, but I just couldn’t resist.” 

Her Irish accent always had an effect on you but how low it was when she whispered, with her gesture of the shades left you flabbergasted longer.

“Hey! Flirt on your own time!” Bayley said. She pointed at Becky, who chuckled. “This is between me and your Lady!”

“Woah, woah, woah! You know Y/N and I are a team, like you and your Ctrl clique,” Becky explained. She brought an arm around your shoulder, patting the spot in an attempt to bring you back from your stump. “The Man always defends her lady. Dare I say, she’s got a better chance at Charlotte for the Smackdown women’s championship than you!” 

Becky’s words got your chest to flare; you nodded along however, smiling a bit too big as words of your own bubbled up from your throat. 

“The Man’s got a valid point though, what do you say, Role-model?” you said. 

Bayley guffawed. 

“Sure! Yeah right, like she would--” Bayley said. She was cut off by the crowd chanting your name over and over, angering her yet again. “Shut up! You idiots don’t know anything! Y/N can’t even compete with Dakota or Iyo, let alone me!”

Becky cocked her head back, as if her fellow horsewoman’s words struck her face on. She turned toward you, mouthing a “can you believe this?” You just rolled your eyes and shook your head. 

“Bayley, keep spouting this nonsense and maybe I’ll have to kick your ass again,” Becky said. She brought you closer, close enough to hook her arm around your waist. “Or! We could take care of Kai and Iyo and they can defend those tag titles for once! Jeez! Those things have been collecting dust!” 

You found yourself smiling more as the heat built up your chest. Becky and you only teamed up due to being a great match against Fire and Desire, along with other amazing women in the division but to suggest you both challenge Damage Ctrl? It was a commitment to what you two could do together, although, it wasn’t as grand as Becky proclaiming herself “your man”, was it the direction Triple H wanted or was it something more?

“No way!” Bayley growled. “I mean, they’re the greatest bunch of the womens division they don’t need to prove a thing!”

Iyo Sky and Dakota nodded, a little too swiftly with conflicting emotions pouring through; you picked up on them immediately.

“You sure Bayley? They seem scared. Let’s ask them, folks! Iyo? Dakota?  Are you afraid to take on Becks and I? Maybe to even put the titles on the line too?”

The WWE Universe erupted in another fit of chants: you made it out to be them calling Damage Ctrl cowards over and over again. Becky chuckled and pulled you close while Iyo and Dakota went over what was going on with Bayley off mic. It looked as if Iyo and Dakota were trying to talk their leader out of it, you felt quite terrible for them and how the crowd began to drown them out with the noise.

“All right! Quiet you idiots!” Bayley shouted. She gestured for the WWE universe to calm down more, leaving mummers among the crowd and stands. “They’ll accept the challenge, next week!”

You didn’t expect them to accept so quick, believing them to think it over throughout the week or maybe go back and forth with Becky on Twitter(usually ending up with you mediating). 

“Yes!” Becky cheered. “We got this, lass.”

You could only nod, lost in the feeling of opportunity: white noise of the crowd and a tingling feeling that warped down your chest toward your belly. A title shot for the first time in your career, with Becky. Becky freaking Lynch. 

The thought kept up its constant ringing in your head, even after you escaped the effervescent noise the WWE universe were known to cause. You managed to reach your personal locker room before a hand grabbed your wrist--the action forced you to tense up, thinking it was Bayley or Damage Ctrl. 

“Whoa, lass, you all right?” Becky said. Concern clean on her face. “Is it OK if we talk?”

You nodded. Becky shut the door behind you, then proceeded to pace the space, back and forth like a blur of orange flame that flicked from one end of a candle to the next. 

“It wasn’t your idea, was it?” you said, breaking the uncomfortable silence. 

Becky froze, attention immediately on you. 

“What?”

You let out a humorless laugh and motioned to her new T-shirt. 

“The Lady’s Man? It was just a new way of introducing our tag team? Making it official, yeah? Or is it a new storyline that I’m not caught up with yet?” you asked. You pressed your fingers together and fidgeting them while continuing. “I-I just want to understand what all that was.”

“Lass--”

“Rebecca, please be honest with me,” you said. The emotion in your voice was sharp and firm.

Becky rushed over to you, taking your face in your hands. 

“Breathe, y/n, I’ll explain, let me just sit you down, OK?” she said. 

She led you to the folded chair you had set up by your cubby, helping you sit prior to her kneeling in front of you. 

“It was my idea, and yeah Triple H and the people wanted to market it, thought it’d be a great thing to lead up to something amazing to do with the Tag titles,” Becky explained. She took your hand as she spoke, rubbing the knuckles and the underside of a few veins. “But under all of the bravado and what The Man means to me, there’s some truth to it. I really want to try and be your lady too. I-I like you, Y/N, I really do.”

The way Becky looked up at you almost made the emotions break from you, tears flooded your eyes, some spilling over to your dismay. 

“Y/N, no, hun, don’t cry I--”

You cut Becky off with a kiss, meeting her halfway as your arms wrapped around her neck. Becky returned the kiss instantly, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you flush against her. A mini makeout session just about occurred. You pulled back (a little self conscious that you both were still in the arena aka work) but Becky lifted your chin up tenderly, planting a short yet passionate kiss to your lips once again. 

“I love that desire, lass,” Becky whispered. “Does this mean we’re to be more than tag team champions in the future?”

You nodded. “That and we’ll have a lot more moments outside of Wrestlemania.” 

[n3wminji]

SEDATE MEEEEEE I NEED A FIC WITH THIS RNNNN😩😩😩

SHE CAN DO ANYTHING TO MEEEEEE I MEAN ANYTHINGGG

FUCK MEEEEE💦💦

[kylefletchersgf]

Trish stratus x reader (fem)

Could you write something like when Trish turns on Becky,Becky begs reader to pick her side but reader doesn’t even think before picking Trish so whenever Becky is near them Trish rubs it in Becky’s face(by like getting really touching or something)

love your writing btw 😸😸

★ღ♔『She Chose Me』★ღ♔

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[Summary]: Trish and Becky made you choose between them and Becky couldn’t convince you enough so you chose Trish so Trish rubs it in Becky’s face

[Tw!]: angst, gxg, any mistakes I might have

[Word Count]: 1.1k

[Taglist]: @annasjays @nev-danielgarciawife

If you want to be added to the tag list let me know

Y/r/n= Your ring name

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You walked into the arena torn at the news that Adam Pearce gave you the previous week; ‘Trish is going to turn on Becky and you have to choose who you want to stay with’. This was hard for you because off screen you loved both women equally which makes it so much harder to choose, you was stuck in your mind; Trish had your heart first then there’s Becky. You walked into their shared locker room until the plan went into action later that night, you looked at them “hey Becks, hey Trish” you said as they smiled back.

You stayed in the locker room until your head started having thoughts zoom in and out of it so you told them you was going to ‘get something to drink in catering’, you got to catering looking around for Dakota Kai; she was your go to person when you needed to vent, since Nxt you and her became close, even inseparable. You pulled her to the side and she knew that was your sign that you needed to vent, she looked over at you “what’s wrong love?” She asked rubbing your arm. “I’m stressed out so much right now Dakota.”

“What’s up?” “So you know the storyline I’m in.. it’s stressing me out you know I love both of them but how do I know who to choose?” “Love you know I’m going to give you honest advice, if I was in your situation even though the head and the heart don’t agree go to which ever one your heart calls out trust me it’ll be easier to listen to your heart it knows what you really want Y/n” “thank you I will follow my heart” you said hugging her then grabbing a drink going back to the locker room.

You walked in shutting the door behind you “who do y’all fight tonight?” You asked as Trish looked at Becky. “Yeah Becks who do we fight tonight?” Becky looked at you and Trish thinking about who they were fighting tonight “we fight Zoey and Shayna” Becky said standing up. You took a sip of your drink thinking about the advice Dakota Kai gave to you to help you choose between the two even if they lost their match tonight. “When do we go out there?” “After Rhea’s promo calling out Charlotte” “got ya” you said getting tv ready still nervous.

When Rhea was done you, Trish, and Becks made your way to the ring as you sat at the commentary table. “Right here joining us at the commentary table we have Y/r/n with us, thank you for joining us” Michael Cole introduced you. “Thank you for having me Cole and Corey” you replied happily as Shayna’s theme started playing while her and Zoey walked out together. Cole looked over at you and asked “Y/r/n, have you seen the tension with Becky and Trish and who do you pick to go with?” When he asked that you froze in your tracks.

You looked over at Cole not knowing what to say so you had to think about it but before you could answer Graves yelled out “oh! What a brutal knee to Becky by Shayna Baszler” which turned the attention back to the match. Thank goodness for Graves that gave you time to avoid the question until you have to answer it when they did the promo after the match. While the match was still going you kept thinking about the advice Dakota Kai gave you; ‘listen to your heart it knows what you really want Y/n’ as you sighed sadly.

Becky tapped out to Shayna’s Kirafuda Clutch making you face palm and Trish shake her head disappointingly, Trish got two microphones handing one to Becky as you took the headset off joining them in the ring standing in the middle of both of them. Trish put the microphone to her mouth “sorry we didn’t get the win, we just lost the titles to Shayna and Zoey Stark” she said the last part pissed off looking straight at Becky. Becky put the microphone to her mouth looking at both you and Trish “I’m sorry guys, this one’s on me” she sighed.

Trish looked at Becky “so Becky I’m done I’m not gonna be wrestling that much longer anymore” she ‘cried’ to hide the fact that she was going to turn. “Y/r/n, honey who do you choose to go with? Leave with me? Or go with Becky?” Becky looked over at you but before she could talk Trish cut her off “she lost our match Y/r/n and look at what happened with her and Charlotte, do you really want to be around that honey?” She asked as Becky begged you to stay while the crowd was like ‘oohhhh’ at what Trish said.

While the advice that Dakota Kai gave you played in your head you didn’t even hesitate to pick Trish. Becky looked at the both of you distraught and confused and probably so many more emotions that you couldn’t read but would know if she told you. Before she could even ask you why Trish beat her up to the point to where she couldn’t move and was holding her ribs in pain, that right there was your and Trish’s heel turn. You was put in this storyline because you couldn’t wrestle because you hurt your leg when you got injured.

You got injured when you wrestled Sonya at a house show and you landed wrong on your leg causing you to wear a boot, but there’s no bad blood between you and Sonya. The love triangle ended because you was close to being healed soon so Adam had to start writing out your matches and your new storyline with Trish since the trio just now turned into a duo. You and Trish was booed by the fans as you both walked backstage together leaving a beat up Becky in the ring as medical staff walked past you to get her.

Over the past few weeks whenever Becky was around you Trish would rub it in her face that you chose her; she would hug you, put her arm around you, or hold your hands when telling you something, etc. petty stuff like that. Ever since that happened Becky’s been avoiding you and even stopped talking to you outside of wresting, you get it that it was a storyline but ignoring you outside of wrestling? That’s a bit over reacting to you, but who cares you’re not forcing her to talk to you, but it did hurt you a little bit.

[wrestlingfanficwriter]

Surprise

Becky Lynch x Reader

A one-shot for my bestie! Happy birthday!!!

It’s not long cause I’ve been dealing with writers block for a really long time but I read that instead of not writing you have to try so here I am….trying

“Can I uncover my eyes yet?”

“Nope”

“…….ok how about now?”

“You just asked me that same question one second ago do you really think the answer has changed?”

“Well…… has it?”

“No”

You groaned as you continued to keep your hands over your eyes. Today was your birthday and your girlfriend of one year Becky Lynch was planning a surprise for you at your shared apartment before you came home early and almost ruined it.

As soon as you came through the front door Becky was on you, covering your eyes with her hands and leading you over to the couch.

“Sit here and wait I’m almost done ok?”

“Done with what?” You asked eagerly as Becky quickly replaced her own hands with yours.

“You’ll see when I’m done just…..wait please? I have something really special planned”

You could tell she was giving you the puppy dog eyes without having to even look at her and like always they worked.

“Alright, I’ll stay here with my eyes closed if it makes you happy”

You felt Becky give you a sweet but quick kiss on the lips. “Thanks babe. I promise I’ll be done soon”

You pouted as she pulled away with a laugh. “You’ll get more kisses later.

So here you sat, it’s been at least half an hour by now. You were starting to get restless but continued to sit and wait like your loving girlfriend had asked of you.

“Ok babe I’m all done”

You quickly removed your hands from your eyes and gasped as you took a look around the room.

The room was filled with balloons that were your favorite color, present’s and flowers sitting on the table with lit candles along with your favorite meal and a small cake.

You turned to look at Becky who was smiling sheepishly in the corner of the room. “Surprise!”

“Becky…..this is so sweet. Thank you” you said as you ran over to the love of your life, giving her kisses all over her blushing face.

“Anything for you babe. I love you so much”

You smiled as Becky kissed you sweetly pulling away before you could deepen it like you wanted.

“Beckyyyyy” you whined trying to kiss her again, but she was too fast, moving out of the way and sitting at the table.

“Let’s eat first, then you can open your presents and I’ll run a bath for you after that” Becky said as she gave you a plate full of your favorite food.

“And then we can make out?”

“We’ll be doing a lot more than making out” Becky winked at you.

You beamed while Becky took her glass in her hand raising it in the air as you did the same.

“Happy birthday babe. I love you more than anything and I’m so happy that I have you in my life. Here’s to another year full of happiness and love”

You clinked your glasses together before leaning over to give her one more kiss. You were truly happy to have someone as wonderful as Becky Lynch in your life. And as she went on to tell you all about putting this whole evening together just for you only one thought popped up in your head as you smiled and listened to her.

She’s perfect.

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I haven’t written anything in years so I’m sorry if this sucks but I’ll try to continue and get better

[impulsenova]

On the east coast of the United States lies the “Throne of the Atlantic”, Titan City. Founded in 1914, Titan City remains a beacon for safety for superhumans and their ilk as it has the highest number of superhumans living in city limits than anywhere else in the US. 

It’s a destination for art, culture, and sports as hundreds of thousands travel throughout the year to Titan City to experience its majesty firsthand. But all of this attention and widespread acclaim doesn’t come without its controversies.

Due to its high percentage of superhumans, crime and violence is rampant throughout Titan City. Much more than what a standard metropolitan police force can handle. To combat this, the city’s government put together a group of six powerful, brave, and capable superhumans to protect the city and its inhabitants.

Becky Lynch - The Man - Becky is a remarkable close combat specialist, as she is the leader of the group and seen as the public face of the Titans. Her abilities include lightning fast reflexes and pinpoint accuracy. As much as its indispensable for taking down bad guys in Titan City, it also helps during darts night at O'Shaughnessy’s, Becky’s favorite bar.

Seth Rollins - The Architect - A self titled "Visionary", Seth’s telepathic abilities allow him to see into other people’s minds, and even influence weaker-willed individual's actions, along with low level telekinesis. He butts heads with the group quite often, but knows when to put aside his ego for the good of the city ... usually.

Bianca BelAir - The EST - Gifted with enormous strength and durability, Bianca is seen as the “brick wall” of the group. She can easily take down giants and her speed is quite underestimated. She is often seen as a co-leader with Becky, as the two of them use their different experiences to take down bad guys in Titan City.

Naomi - The Glow - Naomi returned to Titan City to find her missing husband, and the clues leading straight to his family. She is able to project a shield around her that literally makes her glow. Enamored by Titan City fashion and culture, you can find her amongst the city’s shopping malls and commercial districts.

LA Knight - Movie star turned superhero, Knight is the most prolific of the group. He leans into his rough and tumble demeanor as a brawler both as a hero and his action movie roles. During the little off time he has, he prefers to spend it either asleep or playing with his dog – usually it means asleep next to his dog.

Jey Uso - He’s the newest of the group, defecting from his manipulative family. Jey also inherited his family’s ability to channel his power into kinetic pulses and blasts. Although short tempered and impulsive, Jey is also fun loving and jovial, enjoying his new life out from under the thumb of his cousin, Roman.

Together, they are aptly called the “Titans”, sworn to protect the city and its citizens at all costs. As any group of heroes however, their work is cut out for them. The city is covered in corruption, mostly stemming from a family led crime organization. In addition, there’s petty super criminals, weird gangs/cults, and supernatural forces. Fortunately, the Titans have help in the form of vigilante heroes, rival squads, and even the CEO of a mysterious new tech company.

As a citizen, living in Titan City is a tricky situation. Constant action and attacks means rent and mortgage prices are much lower than national average, but you might have half of your house blown up on a Sunday afternoon with no warning. You’re certainly on your toes.

At least there’s never a dull moment living here.

Episode List

Prologue (Feat. Cody Rhodes)

1: Opening Act

[slvttforroman]

Here’s some info about me if you even care

I started watching wrestling and liking roman since like 2022 but 2023 is when it all began, here’s my rules and master list

I am 19

Bisexual, but i prefer men

I live in england, UK

I’m a male and go by he/him

I have the fattest crush on roman reigns and im obessed with wwe, my favourites are sasha banks, becky lynch, and roman ( not gonna say what i want to say because digital footprint exists )

You’ll judge me but im a massive fan of taylor swift, doja cat, drake, billie eilish, lil peep and so much more

I am a very understanding person and i can support whatever problems, so im always here to talk. i also just love meeting new people so talk to me if you want!

reminds me of roman, won’t even lie 😝

[shanie]

RANDOM WIP DAY THAT ENDS IN Y

This is a rough draft of a section of Generico!Verse story I'm tossing around. More of that pasta yeeting, as you will.

It's part of a planned story, made of episodic chapters, that tells the Generico!verse saga from Rebecca's (Becky Lynch's) POV.

I still need to get a better feel on 'Rebecca's' voice, which is pretty much impossible because in this case, Rebecca isn't Becky, she's meant to be Rebecca KNOX, who I have no access to outside of one random match. So Rebecca's 'voice' may just end up being a completely made up one. Anyway, enjoy this draft, and if anyone likes it, let me know.

Writing this style of story is a pain in the ASS and I'm gonna have to do a damn cheat sheet between this and the Abuela Carla stories on how to tell when Generico is speaking Spanish that the text translates into English, or when Generico is ACTUALLY SPEAKING ENGLISH.

So, it is what it is and, for the moment, enjoy.

Rated T to be safe.

Synopsis: Rebecca Lynch has been home in Ireland for about a month or so, forced into an early retirement. But thankfully, it's 2007, and the world is in a brand new age. An age where you can easily talk to someone on the other side of the world via the internet.

And an age where that internet can almost (but not quite) allow you to understand him.

Story below cut

“EireChick87” hadn't been expecting a message.

Rebecca usually left AIM on in the background in case anyone did, but when a message came up on her screen from “GenericoNo1” she was equal parts shocked and excited?

es esta Rebecca? It asked.

mi amiga?

Becky didn't speak Spanish. At All. But she recognized Generico's manner of “speaking” immediately.

Quickly, she typed her answer

YES!

There was a pause before the reply came.

si?

… the conversation was all of three messages long and Rebecca already saw a problem.

Thinking fast, she opened a new tab on Firefox and, heading to Babelfish, typed her message

You don't know how to type in English, do you?

Quickly, she got a translation and, copying and pasting it, sent it along.

Shortly the response came.

no lo siento. 

And back into the translator THAT went.

No I am sorry.

Becky sighed. Moments earlier, she'd been so excited. Now, she was wondering how quickly she could learn to speak Spanish.

It wasn't that bad an idea, actually, especially considering Kevin certainly would never bother learning. She didn't know why, it would have made sense for him to do so ages ago, but for some stupid reason, he was unwilling to even try.

So, if he wouldn't do it, at least she could.

But, that was later. In the meantime, the crappy online translator would have to do.

I don't speak Spanish, she typed back, But if you can put up with lousy online translations, we might be able to pull this off.

She translated it, copied it, pasted it, and sent it off.

The reply took longer that time, and she immediately filtered It through her translator again.

It is good enough. I understand.

It wasn't perfect, but yeah, it would work. Although she was pretty sure there would be stuff lost in the translations.

In the meantime…

How are you messaging me? Are you using Kevin's computer? Did he let you? 

A quick response that time.

no

Rebecca rolled her eyes.

If you are using his computer without permission, Generico, he will skin you.

There was a longer pause that time.

No. I am using my computer.

Rebecca blinked. Hard.

When the hell did Generico get a computer??? she thought, more than a little alarmed. 

It took her a moment to collect herself but, once she did, she responded.

When did you get a computer? And how? 

Copy, translate, send.

And after a long pause…

habia un hombre en una tienda de la ciudad.  el tenia esto y le pague en efectivo.  costo mucho pero Kevin no sabia que tenia dinero.  ahora, no.  pero funciona.  necesitaba hablar contigo.

It was a hell of a lot of Spanish, and Rebecca knew the translator would have a hell of a time with it, but…

There was a man in a store in the city.  He had this and I paid him cash.  It cost a lot but Kevin didn't know he had money.  Not now.  But it works.  He needed to talk to you.

Well that doesn't sound right. Did he steal Kevin’s money???

Who needed to talk to me?, she asked. And did you steal Kevin’s money?

NO! the response came. Generico dinaro! Geneirco habla! 

Becky didn't need the translator that time.

Not that it would have helped anyway.

Messaging through a translator, especially one that was trying to compensate for her friend's speech patterns, was going to be a bitch, she could tell.

So. It was your money, and now it's your computer. How much did it cost?

Two months, Generico replied.

“God,”  she said aloud, staring at the nonsensical translation, “This is shit. How the hell are we going to work this???”

You know, Generico, if I'm going to message you, I should probably learn Spanish.

si. espanol muy bien.

She was already beginning to treasure the messages she didn't need babelfish for.

Suddenly, her phone began to ring.

BRB, she quickly typed And, sending it along, she answered the phone.

It was Finn.

“Becky!” Finn said, far too enthusiastically for, among other things, the middle of winter, “Are you busy? I'm in your area and was thinking maybe lunch.”

Rebecca looked back at her screen where a lone question mark had appeared as a response, Generico clearly not understanding what BRB meant in any language.

And as she stared at it, thinking of how excited she had been to get that first message and how sad she knew in her heart Generico would be if she logged off so soon, she couldn't help but smile into the phone as she replied.

“You know, Prince,” she said, invoking the nickname she had given Finn years earlier, “I think I am.”

[south-of-heaven]

Becky x seth x reader

Welcoming their newborn daughter to the world and roux meeting her

Sissy || Becky Lynch x Reader x Seth Rollins

Summary: You're bringing your second child home from the hospital. Roux is so incredibly excited.

Bringing your second child home was a moment filled with excitement and a touch of nervousness. The hospital experience had been wonderful, yet you couldn't help but feel a bit anxious about how your firstborn, Roux, would react to her new baby sister.

As you, Seth, and Becky walked through the front door, the anticipation was palpable. Roux had spent the past few days with Seth's mom, which was a big change from her daily routine, and she was eager to see her parents again.

"Mommy! Mama! Daddy!" she squealed with delight, her little feet pattering across the hardwood floor as she sprinted to greet you.

You knelt down in front of her, her eyes filled with curiosity as she looked at the tiny bundle in your arms. "Roux, this is your baby sister," you said softly.

Becky leaned in and gently kissed her on the cheek, a warm smile on her face. "Her name is Erin."

Roux's eyes widened as she gently touched her sister's tiny fingers. "Erin," she repeated, her voice full of awe. "She's so small!"

You nodded and shifted the baby to give Roux a better view. "That's right, Roux. She's your little sister. You're going to be the best big sissy, and we're all going to take care of her together."

Seth knelt beside the three of you, wrapping his arms around his two daughters. "Roux, Erin, you both are the most important things in the world to us. We love you more than anything."

Roux's excitement was contagious, and she giggled as she gently touched Erin's cheek. "I love her, Mama. She's tiny like a dolly."

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for your growing family. "That's right, Roux. You're going to be the best big sister, and Erin is going to be so lucky to have you."

As Roux continued to gaze at her sister with wonder in her eyes, you felt nothing but gratitude and happiness. Your family was now complete, and this was the start of a beautiful journey together. You had so much love to give, and there was no doubt that Roux and Erin were going to grow up in a household filled with it.

[kurottsukii]

One | Rising High

My fist connected to my opponent's jaw beautifully, his skin rippling like a wave at the aftermath, a mixture of blood and spit escaped his busted lips and onto the mat beneath us in slow mo.  I watched him as he hit the floor hard with a thud, just waiting for him to get up but he never did, he just laid there, unconscious. The arena was silent for a while, I guess they were also trying to  process what just happened too, then the sound of people chanting my name filled the place. But yet I just stood there, tired, shocked, confused, everything and anything filling my head as  a fake smile was  plastered on my face.

Can't let the people see me stuck in thought.

The referee held my arm up for a few seconds  before giving me my titles. I placed them both over my shoulder as I just stood there again, this time drinking in the chants and screams of joy. I won, even though I had a busted lip, bloody knuckles, bruised ribs, and even maybe a concussion... I won. I just beat the best UFC fighter there was for his title.

This is has to be the greatest moment of my life, even if this wasn't the career I wanted in the beginning, this is my life and let me say I fucking love it. It brings me joy, happiness, excitement. It's a challenge everyday and each challenge is harder than the next.

And to think, all of this started with my dad training me how to fight and protect myself in his basement. And look at me now, I'm the first ever UFC and MMA women's champion to hold not only two championships but also a male championship. I even beat Ronda Rousey's winning streak, which..she didn't like so much. But hey, if she has a problem, she could just fight me and get her ass handed to her. Again.

After taking in the chants and cheers, I finally left the arena. The sound of people yelling and cheering became muffled as I walked further out and to my own locker room. The cold air hitting me in the face as soon as I stepped in the hallway to my room, its less crowded than usual. Usually the place would be filled with staff just running around. If I wasn't in such a hurry to get to my room, I would probably go investigate, not.

Once opening and closing the door, I threw the championships on my couch near by and just slid on the floor face first,  groaning at the sharp pain coming from my ribs. That guy really fucked me up badly.

My eyes felt heavy, I couldn't fight it any longer so I let them shut. I just need to rest a bit before getting up to shower. I just wanted peace. But the sound of knocking interrupted that.

"Hey, vonna ? Yovanna? Nana? ANNA!? I know you in there bitch, open the damn door you cadela." The high pitched voice yelled at me through the door as the sound of the door knob rattling followed. That annoying high pitch voice that definitely sound like it belonged in Disney was my childhood best friend Eva. We met in Rio, Brazil when I first came with my father and twin sis. Eva was the only welcoming one there, the rest of the Brazilians was so rude, not because I was mixed...well..maybe, but it's because I was American. And Brazil was never the one to take kind on foreigners but not Eva, she clunged onto me since day one. She helped me learn Portuguese and the Brazilian culture. Ever since then we were like sisters, I forced her to move to America with me so I could start a career. My father made me join UFC while Eva started her own dancing company which fucking gain millions if I might add.

The sound of her yelling and banging on the door like a mad woman broke me out my thoughts and forced me to get up. My legs felt like jello, just being up caused my body to react poorly. I felt so much pain, my arms and legs wanted to give out but I pushed through it like I always do. Opening the door, I was greeted with a tackle combine with a hug and before I knew it, I was back on the floor. My poor ribs man..

"Oh my gawdd! You took forever to answer, I was this close of being dragged out by security but they know I would just slip out and run back to your room. Anyways, congrats on retaining your championship girl! You almost broke that guy's jaw.." She added which made me frown a bit. I'm glad I was able to beat one of the toughest guy in this joint but I didn't want to hurt him too bad. Hurting people so much to where they gotta go to the hospital was never my intention in this. But it always ended happening, I can never control my strength and I always end up badly hurting people, I went so far to end a girl's career last year...which earned me the nickname "The Serial Killer" or "The Goddess of distruction." My personal favorites was; "The sociopath of the century" and "The Devil's Daughter."

It was cool and all but me being the  person I am, I always end up feeling guilty as hell. It was like I was playing god with people's lives and I fucking hated it.

Eva must've noticed my frown because she just simply squished my cheeks and pecked my bruised lips, which stunged like hell if I might add, before pulling me up from the floor. "Don't worry about it vonnie..I'm sure he's fine. Probably embarrassed that he got his ass kicked by a 5'7 girl...but fine." I just sighed deeply which was my only response.

"Don't worry about him, what you should worry about is showering because you smell like a football team. To think...a beautiful girl like you smell so damn bad." She pinched her nose with a disgusted look behind it, I  didn't even bothering commenting, I just simply rolled my eyes at her harsh insult as I made my way to the shower. I don't think I smelled that bad but damn...she went a lil overboard with all of that.

30 minutes later

I finally stepped out the shower, I'm pretty sure I used up all the hot water by now but at least I'm clean and smell....fresh...? I was clean, super clean, let's just leave it at that.

Putting on my leggings and a hoodie, I walk out the bathroom only to spot Eva on my phone. "Hey did someone call or something?" I asked, peering over her shoulder which was a wrong move. She jumped violenty, hitting me in the face with own my phone. And yet she didn't even apologize...She just glared at me before answering my question.

Bitch...

"Yeah, it was some old dude named Vince mac-whatever. I told him you was in the shower so he told me to deliver a message...he wants you to join this place called WWE."

She said with a shrug of her shoulders, meanwhile I stood there completely dumbfounded. WWE?! Really?! The fucking place that caused my aunt's fucking career to downfall. She was so heartbroken once she was fired, no...she was heartbroken when she found out she was cheated on. She was actually pissed once she was fired or at least that's what I thought, even though she pretended to be fine..I knew she wasn't. She did things she never would of done and then..she overdosed. Her death hit everyone hard, it pushed my mom so far to commit suicide without no one to save her.

They want me to join? How could they want me? I mean I'm happy where I'm at. The pays good, the company let's me do whatever I want, fight who I want. Why would I leave?

Why would they even think I'll join their stupid company anyway.  From what I heard, WWE was corrupted, toxic, and not to mention sexist as fuck. I see those divas they got there, plus almost everything in there was scripted meanwhile here, when I kick ass and win it's real. When I knock someone's tooth down their throat or break their nose till they are bleeding during our match..it's real. I want to say no but shit...being in WWE is a really great opportunity and is the only thing I have to remind me of my aunt.

Mix emotions began to clogged my head, part of me wants to tell Vince to fuck off but the other part wants to give in and say yes. What would my fans think? What would my coworkers think? I've been working in UFC for five years, I can't just abandon them to wrestle.. I would seem like a traitor or a sell out. This could ruin everything I worked so hard for. What about my titles? My championship run, how can I end that without ruining my winning streak?

I was so busy being in my head that I didn't even notice Eva getting up and approaching me only to slap me right in the face which was her attempt to bring me back to reality.

She just loves hurting me.

"Earth to vonnie. I would appreciate if you get out of your head and off your fat ass so we can go. I'm starving!" She grabbed ahold of my hand and just dragged me out the building. I followed behind with my bags in my hand but my thoughts still drowning my mind as I just continue thinking over everything. This is a awesome opportunity but this company was known to be toxic, let alone racist too.  If I do join, I'm definitely going to make some changes in my contract with that company. Jesus..I might regret this but...I think I'm going to join WWE.

Notes;

Soooo, Hope you guys enjoy the first chapter but I want to clarify that the timeline is wrong on purpose. This story takes place in 2013-2014 when the shield dominated the wwe and when CM Punk, John Cena, and Daniel Bryan was against the authority. Ik Chyna died in 2016, just pretend she died in early 2013 for the sake of the story. Thanks! ❤

[racerchix21]

Doing Something Stupid

Word Count: 269

Warnings: None

Tagging: @sunnyfleur23 who embraces my crazy ass on a damn daily basis 🤣😅

Summary: just a quick little drabble for the idea of “doing something stupid”

Work Text:

Becky should’ve known that asking the Lunatic Fringe any question was bound to either be comical or uncomfortable especially if it was about Seth or Roman but yet she asked anyway. “Hey Dean, I got a question and you seem like the man to have the answer.”

“What’s up, Becks,” Dean replied not breaking his concentration on the jumping jacks he was currently doing in the hallway.

“You ever have the urge to do something stupid? Like really dumb, bad for your health stupid?”

“Honey, I do stupid every night. Sometimes multiple times a night if everything goes to pl-,” he yelps when he feels someone pinch his ass and turns to see his boyfriends standing there with shit eating grins, “like I said I do stupid every single night. Specially Sethie’s pretty ass. Ain’t that right Sethie?”

Pulling Dean into a side headlock, Seth looks at down at him, “Hey, if anyone’s doing stupid it’s me and Big Dog over here putting up with your crazy ass, baby boy. ‘Sides I’m not completely stupid I am shacking up with hottest guys in all of professional wrestling.”

“Yessir,” Roman says laughing at the absolute horrified look on Becky’s face as she runs away from them and their brand of crazy. “Y’all are terrible now come on we got a match in 20 and then we’re going back to the hotel and we’ll see who’s really doing stupid tonight.”

Watching his boys laugh and shove each other on the way to the concourse, Roman makes the mental note to send Becky flowers or something to make for his boys behavior.

[smugraccoon137]

I wrote a one shot

What if Charlotte and Becky wake up handcuffed and an inescapable room? And the only thing their captor seems to want is for them to hold hands???

[kelcolrite]

Since basically every single one of the beats that I had planned for my current arc of Outside of the Ring have happened recently (replacing Trish with a different blonde, of course) I'm gonna start posting all my booking predictions and headcanons here. Just in case.

[vamp-doll-diva]

The Moxleys - a Wrestling Fanfiction

Title: The Moxleys

Author: vamp_doll/vamp_doll_diva

Characters/Pairings: Jon Moxley/OC, Seth Rollins/Becky Lynch, Alexa Bliss, Roman Reigns, Sasha Banks, Paige aka Sarayah, Sonia Deville, Carmella... More to come

Rating: M

Category: Romance

Jon and Alison had been in WWE together for years. Around the time Jon decided to leave WWE, Alison found out she was pregnant. Jon joined AEW and Alison decided to leave WWE. Alison didn't know what her future held, but Jon had his own plans for them, much to her surprise. A proposal, a wedding, and much more. Alison's future in wrestling was unsure. Jon had her life set, though. 

Chapter 1 @ fanfiction.net

[ahunter8056]

Chapter 8 Summary:

Sasha realizes she's missing social interaction, but finds herself given a new bounty to undertake as a consequence of visiting Copeland's Camp again.

Story Summary:

Two years after a virus turned most of the population into aggressive, cannibalistic monstrosities called Freakers, Sasha Banks is a hardened survivor in post-apocalyptic Oregon. Her plan to tough out the harsh reality of a post-apocalyptic world - rife with hordes of Freakers and bandits looking to take advantage of vulnerable survivors - is slowly whittled away by the people she encounters, not least a man named Deacon St. John, and a woman named Alexa Bliss. Sasha gradually learns new reasons to keep going, and that perhaps trusting new people is better than going it alone in a hostile world.

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: World Wrestling Entertainment, Days Gone (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sasha Banks/Alexa Bliss, Deacon St. John/Sarah Whitaker Characters: Sasha Banks, AJ Lee (Professional Wrestling), Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley, Trish Stratus, Deacon St. John, William "Boozer" Gray, Ada Tucker, Alexa Bliss, Mark Copeland, Becky Lynch | Rebecca Knox, Rikki Patil, Raymond "Skizzo" Sarkozi, "Iron" Mike Wilcox, Freaker (Days Gone), Sarah Whitaker, Tyler Breeze Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse, Crossover, Blood and Gore, Canon-Typical Violence, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, the slowest of burns, Sasha is a biker, Days Gone plot with WWE characters added, Sasha Banks is a badass with a foul mouth, Post-Zombie Apocalypse