WWE Divas Fanfiction

(female) Samoa Joe x Reader

Author's note: The names of the characters in gender bend stories will be altered to make it feminine. Example: Samoa Joe-->Samoa Jo, Dean Ambrose-->Deane Ambrose so on so forth.

The party music blares as you push through the crowd.

"Jo, stay behind me." you say as you lead your good friend through the sea of people. The two of you had grown close over the past year, so when you heard about a WWE wrestlers house party hosted at John Cena's mansion you decide to take her with you. Making your way the extravagant living room (Cena is one for decadence) you can see many wrestlers from Smackdown, Raw, NXT, and even some WWE wrestling legends like The Rock, Stone Cold, Shawn Michaels, and Richard Flair are present at the party, laughing and guzzling beer on the couch.
"What do you think we should do, Jo?" you half-shout, raising your voice to be heard over the loud, blaring music.
She shrugs, "You wanna grab some beer or wine or something to get drunk on?" she shouts back.
"Sure, why not? Let's also find some buddies too." you say back.
"All righty then," Jo replies, heading over to the closest pack of Bud-light she could find and grabs it.
"Hey, save one for us too!" Jo turns around to see Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns leaning against the marble counter with a bemused look.
"Fine, here you go." Jo tosses the two Shield members a can each. She then gives you one and takes a other for herself.
"Where's Deane at?" you ask Roman as you scan the room for the Lunatic Fringe herself.
"She doesn't really like parties. We kinda dragged her with us." Seth chuckles, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"Oh well, can't be helped. Come with us," you tell the two men as you and Jo keep on walking through the crowd. After a little while of searching you catch a quick glimpse of some people who you know.
"Randy, Batista, Brock!" you laugh and wave, excitement building in your body as you see your friends. At this moment someone opens up the door to the back porch, causing a gust of cold air to gush into the house. You instinctively wrap an arm around Jo's shoulders to keep her warm.
"Hey, (y/n)! Come over here, we're hanging out." Batista motions to you.
You drag Jo, Roman, and Seth with you to sit down with the other guys.
"What's up people?" you say with a huge grin plastering your face.
A curious smirk creeps onto Jo's mouth as she looks at your gang of friends. "This is one huge huge cluster of muscle, tattoos, and testosterone you got for friends here (y/n)."
Her comment makes everyone laugh (except Brock because he never laughs, however, he does smirk at this).
"I think Brock and Batista is accounting for the good majority of all that." you say and glance at the two giants of a man.
Batista flexes his tattoo covered arms with pride. "Well, she's not wrong."
"What about me? I got muscles and tattoos too." Randy jokes, glancing at his own body.
Brock snorts, "You look like a stick. Even Jo's got bigger muscles than you."
J

o chuckles at this, hand covering her mouth as she does so. You blush a little at the sweet sound.
Randy punches Brock in the arm, "I don't look like a stick! You say that one more time and I'll RKO you straight to Viper Ville."
"I'll have your VIP pass to Suplex City prepared." Brock insinuates by cracking his knuckles.
The whole group bursts out in laughter. As the it dies down, you get an idea to have some fun.
"Everyone, let's play beer pong with a twist." you say grabbing some cups.
"What's the twist?" Seth asks.
You begin to explain, "If you get the ping pong ball in the cup the person drinks it and you get to ask a dare to the other person."
"Can we skip the dare?" Roman says to you leaning back into the chair he is sitting in.
"You can skip the dare but in order to do that you have to give them a hundred dollars." you explain to him as you lay out the cups onto the long table. "Alright who wants to have a go?" you ask scanning your friends.
Batista raises his hand. "Why not? The Animal never turns down a challenge."
"Alrighty, then. Let's get some beer." you squeeze your way to the kitchen to grab a pack. While you do that, your friends make small talk.
"So how's everything?" Batista asks Jo in his deep, gravely voice, hand laying on Jo's shoulder.
"With what?" she asks turning to face him.
"You and (y/n), he seems to like you."
This startles the girl, "W-what? How did you come to this conclusion?"
"Just the way he acts around you. He seems to be very friendly with you."
Jo blushes, "I guess I like him a little bit... I m-mean he's super nice and all..."
Batista lets out a hearty rumble of laughter. "Haha, you two are perfect for each other."
Their conversations is cut short by your return.
"Ready to start?" you ask as you fill all eighteen cups with beer.
Batista nods, "Let's do it, ladies first." he gestures to you.
You flash him your middle finger and throw your ball.
There is a "splash" as the it lands in one of the cups. You pump your fist with a grin.
"I dare you to 'Batista Bomb' Randy over there." you point to an unsuspecting Randy.
"My pleasure," Batista finishes the cup of beer and didn't even give Randy a chance to say anything before savagely Batista Bombing the poor man onto the couch.
"I was hoping you'd do it right on the floor but oh well." you shrug.
"I didn't want to actually kill my friend over there," Batista laughs as Randy gets up and rolls onto the floor muttering curses and such.
Batista throws his ball and it also lands in a cup.
"I dare you to hard-core dance on the table for one straight minute." a smug look crosses Batista's rugged face.
You do so and hop on the table.

***

"I win! Take that, (y/n)!" Batista is ecstatic, jumping up and down like a kid who is given a lollipop. He dances around you, flaunting his victory.
"You win you win. What's your last dare for me?"
"I dare you to kiss Jo."
Time seems to stop, everything is woozy.
"I'll pass." you reach for your wallet but realize it's not there. "What? Where did it-" you look over to Batista.
He smirks, "I pickpocketed it when I danced around you."
"Hey no fai-" you get cut off by Jo, who turns you around and kisses you.
"Been wanting to do that for awhile now..." Jo says, cheeks heating up (and no, not from alcohol).
"Really? Wow... Um, me too." you say shyly.
From that moment on Batista got a new nickname, that being "matchmaker".