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heart4reigns · 1 year

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Could i request a roman and afab reader imagine, where she’s like a sexy badass bitch and she’s been his like valet/girlfriend ever since he returned as the tribal chief. A lot of people think she’s for looks and can’t fight, then during a promo with the judgement day she beats Rhea’s ass. It like shocks everyone, and roman’s just like hell yea that’s my girl and loves it. Lol thank you!🩷🩷🩷

TROPHY WIFE, roman reigns.

warnings: curse words, blood, pet names

tags: locker room talks, everyone teases you, slight age-gap, bloodline bonding moments, dominik calling you 'papi', sexual innuendos teehee, judgement day teasing YOU non-stop

summary: you’re not useless at all

GROWING up, you were always interested in the wrestling. but you couldn't imagine being in the ring without any experiences. that led you to training on your own. to your luck, your boyfriend–roman, was the undisputed champion of the wwe. ever since his big comeback as this chief-like figure, it made you easier to be on stage without talking. you just stood by his side, staring down at the other party, trying to intimidate them for the views.

no one actually knew that you were going to debut soon as one of wwe's new wrestler, except for the bloodline. for now, you were only a 'trophy wife' for the tribal chief. everyone in the locker room teased you about being there as his silly little girlfriend, you were only there for the looks. "morning!" you greeted the twins, before sliding inside the ring. "one more show before your debut, how you feeling?" solo asked.

"i'm excited." you stretched your body, preparing for the fight with jimmy. "i'm not, i don't want to get my ass beat by you." he shook his head. "oh come on, i don't hit hard." you chuckled. "girl, you hit harder than anyone else here!" jimmy complained. "that's because she's been doing this longer than us." your boyfriend stood outside the ring, winking at you. "right, now let's go!"

and everyone in the gym knew that you were going to beat jimmy's ass in a quick sparring. "good fight, baby!" roman was pumped up. "see, i told you. jimmy's gonna be limping for the next two days." jey ruffled his twin's hair. "shut up, get inside the ring with her now." "oh, i don't want that, i have a family!" he shook his head. "GET YOUR ASS HERE!" you grinned with excitement.

work came and you were mentally preparing to face the judgement day. they were nice people but there were two people that got into your nerves; none other than dominik and rhea. they were around your age, of course they would tease you non-stop. "hey papi." he winked at you when you enter the locker room. "shut up." you rolled your eyes. "awww, you look so cute being alone." rhea chimed in the conversation. "i'll whoop your ass, rhea." she smirked at your response. "the trophy wife can fight?" "come on, that's enough." damien came in to stop the teasing.

as much as you wanted to tell them that you were going to be in the roster, you couldn't. creatives were holding you back from spilling the news. a lot of people loved you, but some thought you were useless. you were just there to look pretty. "you alright, baby?" roman noticed your annoyed expression. "dominik and rhea situation." he chuckled. "don't mind them, they're jokesters." you nodded in agreement.

before walking out, roman quickly kissed your forehead. "let's do this, baby." he muttered. the crowd roared with excitement as they heard roman's entrance song. you pulled off your usual smug facade, ready to face whatever dominik and rhea throws at you. as the four of you walked towards the ring, you heard several people calling your name. "(y/n)!" you threw a wink at them, causing them to go frantic. "god, she's so badass, i wish she was a wrestler. just imagine her in a wrestling gear." one of them said, you were trying your best not to chuckle and break character. oh, they would be very ecstatic to know what's coming, you thought.

to say the least, this was the 'feud' with the judgement day was fun. the new storyline on how you were taunted to join them was a breath of fresh air for the fans. when you first heard about it, you were also excited. they seemed like good people to work with, oh how wrong you were. knowing that you couldn't 'defend' yourself, everyone loved pranking and teasing you. "so, this is the tribal chief?" finn had the mic. "and you should be thankful that he is here in person, to see you all." the crowd cheered as they heard roman's response. "with his wiseman, his silent cousin, and his trophy wife, what a deal!" rhea yelled into the microphone.

"we're still waiting for everyone to betray you. the next time you'll see us, your little trophy wife will sign our contract. or give us your titles. loyalty doesn't exist." rhea smirked, the crowd boo-ed as she waved the papers. you had the mic and you stared down at the opposite group. "i won't be joining you, and you said loyalty doesn't exist? that's right. let's ask who created your group? is he still here?" several 'oooh's dropped as you saw rhea's eyes lit up. another strong girl in the ring, she thought.

the locker room smelt like sweat. you were used to it. "god, i'm so tired." you complained to solo, who was putting on his shoes. "can't wait for you to complain after every match." he chuckled. "you know, it's such a shame that your mic skills are being wasted, could've been an amazing wrestler, papi." dominik came inside the room, all sweating. "stop calling me 'papi', jesus." you chuckled. "i'll stop calling you 'papi' if you hang out with us soon." solo couldn't help but to laugh at dominik's sentence.

the remaining week was spent inside the gym. you were training non-stop for your debut. at one point, you had probably beat all the guys inside the gym, leaving roman last. everyone gathered around the ring, waiting for you to charge at him. "COME ON (Y/N), GIVE HIM HELL!" jey yelled. sure he was a loving boyfriend, but in the ring? another different person.

"baby, hit me with your best shot." roman was challenging you. "don't go soft on me." you warned him. "oh, i won't." your boyfriend smirked. you gritted your teeth, trying to find a spot to attack him first. before he lunged at you, you step aside to avoid him. you weren't stronger than him, but with your figure, you were obviously faster. he landed on one of the ropes, turning his back, facing you again.

but before he knew it, you attacked him with a spear. "DAMN GIRL!" jimmy shouted. you tackled roman to the ground, breathing heavily as he tried to switch places. "did you just speared me?" he asked. "i just did." roman clenched his jaw, trying to find a spot to attack you. you dodged it once again, going to the ropes. "you're going nowhere, baby!" the entire gym was pumped out.

you stood up on the ropes, ready to attack again. "FROG SPLASH HIS ASS!" you heard solo's voice. "OH WE'RE NOT GOING TO DO THAT AGAIN!" roman looked concerned. "DO IT! DO IT!" the twins chanted. "I'M SORRY, BABY!" you apologized before your attack. his entire body bounced back. "what a sell, baby." you chuckled. while being distracted on how he looked, which was very hot and sweaty, he took the chance to flip you over. "aw hell no." you muttered.

roman was on top of you, you struggled to move your body–but like usual, you were faster than him. you licked your lips, ready for another attack. "shit girl, you never run out of energy do you?" solo asked, analizing your stamina. the fight was almost done, you just had to make him tap out. with your agility, you could tell roman was getting tired. "how are you so fast?" roman was gasping for air. "you taught me that." you winked at him. the gym whistled over your answer.

"i can't believe you made me tap out." he chuckled, snuggling closer to you. the two of you were already home, chilling on the bed. "hey, you might be bigger than me, but i can definitely flip you." you rolled your eyes. "and that's what i love about you, you're fearless." he kissed your forehead. "god, i can't wait till tomorrow is over." you confessed. "nervous, are we?" he asked. "course i am." you sighed.

"i don't know, what if people don't care about me? like what if i'm only meant to just be a pretty face." his eyes softened. "baby, you know that everyone loves you right?" roman held your hand. "you'd be the brightest superstar out there, love." even in the darkest times, his words made you smile. "on the good side, we're gonna spend more time together. i look forward to it, baby." roman patted your head, trying to calm you down. "i love you, thank you for believing in me." "i'll always believe in you, baby."

you saw fans lining up outside the venue. paul thought it would be a good idea for the bloodline to go out and meet some fans. so there you were, with the other four, interacting with fans. "(y/n)!" one of them greeted you. "hi hello! thank you for coming today." you passed her a water bottle. "(y/n), god, when are you debuting? i'd love to see some ring action." one of them asked you. "i'm not a wrestler, babes." you told him, giving another bottle of water.

roman was holding your hand the entire time, not wanting you to let go. "wait i gotta take a pee." he said. "go piss girl." you chuckled at your own response. your boyfriend rolled his eyes and excused himself. you entered the locker room with your heart beating faster than usual. no one was inside, you arrived early to change to your new gear. you put on your usual black shirt, covering the gear for the surprise. "sup, papi?" dominik's voice startled you. "oh, good evening to you too." you greeted him. "got the script for today it says get ready for a special surprise attack, damn papi... are you the surprise?" he asked.

"well, let's just see."

you went over to roman's locker room, seeing him gearing up. by gearing up, he was taking off his t-shirt. you whistled your way inside. "you single?" you teased him. "depends who's asking." he teased back. "you look good." you complimented him. "i always do. let me see your gear." he winked at you. you took off the t-shirt and he returned with a whistle. "red and black is definitely your color, baby." he held your waist and kissed your lips. "it's your pick, handsome."

"damn, hope i'm not interrupting something, but we're up in 10." and that moment was ruined by none other than jimmy uso. "(y/n), your gear looks amazing!" roman glared at his cousin and closed the door. "give us 5 more minutes!" he yelled from inside the room. "now where were we?"

the crew ushered you backstage. you felt adrenaline rushing in your veins, you were no longer nervous. this is what you've always wanted and you had the privilege to pursue it. the judgement day went up first, rhea and dominik casually messing with you. "can't wait for the surprise!" dominik chuckled. "oh fuck yourself, mysterio!" you smiled at him.

"the bloodline!" smug face mode on, you thought. the 6 of you walked towards the ring, hearing the crowd go wild. you were the one holding roman's belt. he offered a hand and you gave him his belts so he could make his signature pose. as you stepped inside the ring, rhea was already holding the papers.

the promo started. "so, you're either gonna give us your trophy wife or your title, your pick, tribal chief." rhea mocked him. "your time is up, give us your trophy wife now." she continued. "we are not gonna give you anything." roman replied. "either you walk away or we walk away. leaving you standing here, embarrassed. having nothing in your hands." he was in his character and he looked so hot.

"see, there are 3 things that i love in life." the crowd chanted 'what?' as roman spoke to the mic. "first is (y/n). i wouldn't trade her for anything. second is my titles. third is seeing people like you thinking that you could get away with anything you want." he smirked. "and we're not signing your goddamn papers." he dropped the mic. it was your cue to walk away now.

as you walked hand-in-hand, rhea went over her lines. "walk away! like you always do! a useless group with an even more useless advocates!" roman looked at you, giving you the biggest smile that the camera couldn't capture. "go, babygirl." everyone was still walking back but you turned around. you caught everyone's attention.

roman's song changed to yours. "what is this? why is (y/n) running back to the ring?" the commentator said. the crowd roared as you ripped your shirt, revealing your gear. "what? that's a wrestling gear! can you believe it? the trophy wife is in a wrestling gear!" you slid inside the ring, quickly attacking the first person you saw. finn. he was practically grinning from ear-to-ear, excited.

you jumped and punched his jaw, avoiding certain spots that could damage him. the judgement day had an excited expression plastered on their faces; especially dominik and rhea. "bring it on, trophy wife!" dominik yelled. you quickly speared him outside the ring, causing him to fall on his back. "and you're fast!" damien smiled, trying to take a hit on your shoulders, only having you avoid it. "i am!" you smirked, using roman's iconic move–superman punch, against him.

rhea stood in the middle of the ring, ready to attack you. "so you're not useless at all, huh?" she stared down at you. "is she going to attack rhea? how is she going to survive her?" the commentator yelled. to your luck, you were able to dodge multiple hits. rhea tripped a bit, giving you several seconds to spare. you quickly picked her up and slammed her on her back. you looked over her, she gave you a small nod, indicating that she was okay.

your song played and there you were, in the middle of the ring–with a grin plastered on your face. "did we just witness the debut of the trophy wife?" one of the announcer said. "and there she is, the long-waited debut... what should we call her? the trophy wife? (y/n) (l/n)!" everyone cheered and stood up from their seat. you were gasping for air, raising your fist up. "(y/n)! (y/n)!" the crowd chanted.

"that's my babygirl!" roman yelled as he ran back to the ring and tackled you with a hug. roman picked you up on his shoulders, showing you off to the crowd. "i love you." you mouthed. "and i love you too." oh his expression is gonna end on a 'top 10 times roman reigns breaking character' video, you thought. nevertheless, this was only the beginning for you.

a/n: SORRY IF THIS IS QUITE LONG I GOT CARRIED AWAY... HOPE YOU ENJOY IT <3 feedbacks are appreciated and requests are always open for any other wwe wrestlers!!

#roman reigns #roman reigns imagine #roman reigns x reader #wwe imagines #wwe #cody rhodes #the usos #paul heyman #judgement day #dominik mysterio #rhea ripley #finn balór #damien priest #wwe x reader #wrestling imagines #roman reigns imagines #wrestling #jimmy uso #jey uso

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damiansgoodgirll · 9 months

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can you make hc for the judgment day being super protective over the reader, like she is the baby of the group being younger and everyone is super protective of her

the judgment day x reader (platonic)

the baby of the group

the judgment day knew how to scare people around them but when you joined the group, they all felt a sense of urgency in order to protect you and make you feel safe. as you joined the group you were only nineteen, the youngest of them all and they all wanted to show people around that no one had to mess with you, otherwise they would make people’s lives a living nightmare.

rhea ripley

rhea saw you as a little sister, as you reminded her of her younger sister due to your young age. she loved your bubbly personality, it brought a new vibe to the group that she was loving. she acted more like a big sister kind of protector, always checking on you if you were going out at night, offering to pick you up in case you decided to drink and you couldn’t drive, making sure the clubs or bar you went to were safe and not full of drunk people and always telling you to call her if you found yourself in trouble. she promised herself that she was always going to keep you safe and she wasn’t going to break that promise anytime soon.

finn balor

finn adored you. he adored you from the second you stepped into the judgment day. he was like a mentor to you, always helping you train and teaching you new moves and tricks. he loved spending time with you, due to the huge age difference between the two of you, he loved how you taught him how to use new apps, how you showed him everything that kids your age liked nowadays, new slangs and way of speaking and everytime he tried to speak like you did, he sounded like the cool dad who tried to make a good impression on his daughter’s friends. he saw you like a daughter in some way. he felt the urge to protect you from the world outside sometimes, because to him, you were only a teenage girl who was still learning about the world and he knew how sometimes the world could be cruel with people and he didn’t want you to face the reality, not yet at least. he was a shoulder you could cry on if you needed, he would listen without judging you and that’s why you loved him so much, he showed you a vulnerable side that he wouldn’t show to the other members of the group and you were so grateful you had found someone like finn.

damian priest

damian was your guardian angel. he was the one to make you laugh and smile in case you were sad. he was the one to take you shopping if your friends were busy. he was the one who would stay up all night with you just gossiping about other wrestlers but he also was the one who would kick boys asses in case they would make you cry. he was like rhea, always checking on you if you wanted to stay out late but he had like a sixth sense sometimes and he couldn’t help to “spy” on you. he trusted you, he didn’t trust the boys around you. you caught him in the same bar as you a few times but instead of being mad, you were thankful that someone cared so much about you that would even start spying you. a few guys tried to hit you up and when you politely declined them, they wouldn’t back away and so damian had to intervene. he made sure that those boys would never hit on you ever again. sometimes he even helped you through your hungover, he would let you stay at his place because he didn’t want you to stay alone in case you felt sick. he always made sure you were safe and comfortable and you always reminded him how thankful you were to have him in your life.

dominik mysterio

dom was like the “best friend protective mode” guy. you were at the same age of his sister so he knew how to deal with you. you two went along immediately. you two had a lot in commons and it made it easier to connect with each other. he was funny and he always made you laugh but at the same time he was a great friend, always being there for you if you needed him and you were the first person he told that he was going to propose to his girlfriend. you were there for him the same way he was there for you, always having each other’s back.

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rheasfavmosherz · 2 months

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Poly! Judgement Day Masterlist

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#wwe #wwe x reader #the judgement day #the judgement day wwe #the judgement day x reader #the judgement day imagine #rhea ripley #demi bennett #rhea ripley x reader #demi bennett x reader #damian priest #damian priest x reader #dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x reader #finn balór #finn balòr x reader

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fear-and-delight-l · 1 year

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ferris wheel

@keekee-23 requested a Damian x reader smut, and so I SHALL DELIVER

Summary: Damian and y/n go for a ride on the ferris wheel, but Damian is scared of heights. Y/n has a slick idea, but it might drive Damian crazier than she thought...

WARNINGS: public sex, blood kink if you squint, friends to lovers, oral (m&f recieving), Finn Balor being a cutie and Damian hiding his feelings.

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“Holy shit, I’m so tired that I could fall asleep right now.” Finn moans, trudging his feet in the dirt.

For our weekend before a big match on Raw, Dominik, Finn, Rhea, Damian and I decided we should go out and have fun, and the city fair was one part of the fun. We went out and did bumper cars, ring toss, and even the game where you use a hammer to hit a bell. (Rhea was exceptionally good at that one.)

But as Dominik and Finn were groaning about their stomachs (all the cotton candy, probably) and as Rhea was telling them to shut up, I couldn’t help but look at the ferris wheel. Actually, it was called the SkyWheel. It was one of those nice ones too with the glass boxes instead of the rickety seats that anyone could fall out of. I watched the glass go around and around and all the people inside looked down and laughed.

“Whatcha looking at, chica?” Damian asks me, nudging me with his elbow. He follows my line of sight and says, “the ferris wheel?”

I nod. “I kinda want to go on it but everyone else is tired and Rhea looks like she is at her wits’ end.”

“You’re damn right I am, Dom and Finn are acting like babies.” Rhea says, running a hand through her hair and kicking some gravel at Dominik.

“Well I can go with you and we can just meet everyone else back at the hotel, how does that sound?” Damian says with a big grin, slinging his arm around my shoulders. I look up at him and he winks at me with his stupid pretty eyes and my heart does a double take and I can feel myself heating up. I squeeze my thighs together ever so slightly.

“You are scared of heights, dumbass.” Dominik reminds him, kicking gravel back at Rhea. She does the same and soon the two of them start getting dirt and gravel all over each other.

“Pfft, no I’m not. The ferris wheel isn’t even that high.”

He doesn’t sound so sure.

“Whatever you say, mate. I’m going back to the hotel before I pass out.” Finn says, clapping Damian on the shoulder. Rhea follows him, kicking gravel one last time at Dom.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you when he pukes all over you.” Dominik says, and tags alongside Finn and Rhea.

I look up at Damian and he definitely doesn’t look sure about the ferris wheel. He looks back down at me and my heart beat gets faster.

Just friends, I remind myself. Just friends, just friends, just friends…

Damian and I were no strangers to fooling around. We had never had true sex before, but we would use each other as sexual release from time to time. And each time, we tell each other that we are just friends before we do anything. Just friends.

And I can’t help but think about what it would be like to kiss him. Just once.

“You know, you don’t have to go on the ferris wheel if you don’t want to.” I say, linking my arm through his as we walk in the direction of the wheel.

“No, no, I want to. Besides, everything I do with you is fun.”

Just friends, just friends, just friends…

I notice just how soft Damian’s skin is. Years of wrestling and his skin is so smooth and gentle.

I try not to look at his bulging biceps.

We get to the ferris wheel, and Damian pays for our tickets. His breath is shaky and his forehead is starting to sweat. It’s almost funny, seeing him so nervous, but he’s doing this for me so I feel bad. The conductor leads us to our ferris box, and it's just so cool. There are two benches facing each other and the walls are just pure glass. I take a seat on one bench, expecting Damian to sit beside me, but instead he sits on the bench opposite of me.

“Alright, folks, there’s a speaker above you in case the wheel locks up and an attendant needs to reach you. Please do not jump or stand in the box. Enjoy your ride.”

The attendant walks off to help the next people load up. The glass doors close and we start to ascend. My stomach jumps in excitement, even though we only rise a little.

I look over at Dam and he has his eyes closed. It’s practically comical, seeing my tough fighter so shaky, but it’s not funny knowing that it is Damian that’s like this.

“I never should have let you come up here,” I say, playing with the hem of my shirt. “You clearly look like you are going to puke.”

Damian opens his eyes and my stomach flips again.

“I promise I’m fine.” He says, his tone darker. “I wanted to do this with you, so I’ll be a man and suck it up.”

The word ‘suck’ gave me an idea. And if anything, it would help him.

I slide off my bench and crawl over to him. He looks down at me, his jaw slack in surprise. I spread his legs and sat between them on my knees. Even through his black jeans, I can see how hard he is. I run my hands from his knees to the inside of his thighs. My fingers graze his bulge and his breath hitches.

“How about I help you out and maybe you won’t feel so nervous, hm?” I say, and he nods his head.

This will be more than we have ever done, the farthest we have ever gone is him fingering me after a match that he won and he had so much pent-up sexual energy that when I teased him a little, he just couldn’t hold back. As for me, I’ve only ever given him a handjob, though I dreamed of doing more.

I unzip his jeans, and pull his dick out from his underwear. Did he somehow get bigger???

I feel myself get wet at the feeling of his cock in my hand. I stroke him a few times and I break our ‘just friends’ code. I wrap my mouth around his dick and take him all the way down until he hits the back of my throat.

“Oh, fuck–” Damian cries, his hand wrapping into my hair. He uses it to help me bob my head up and down. With a small pop, I take my mouth off of him and look him in the eyes, spit dripping from my mouth. Damian’s eyes are lust-filled and he looks so damn hot looking down at me.

“Fuck, baby, you take my cock so good…”

His words only provoke me to keep going.

I lick a stripe from the base of his cock to the top, kitty-licking his tip. I look up at him, my tongue going to work on him, and he growls, lifting me up and yanking my shorts and underwear down. I squeal in surprise as the air hits my aching cunt, my bare ass hitting the seat. It is his turn to kneel before me because the second his knees hit the floor, his firm hands spread my legs apart, pushing them as far back as they can.

“Fuck the ‘just friends’ code.” He growls. “I want you all to myself.”

I might fall apart. His tongue licks from my entrance to my clit and the second his thick tongue flicks against the sensitive bud, my hips buck forward and I moan out his name.

“Suenas tan bien gimiendo mi nombre.” {you sound so pretty moaning my name}

His Spanish just turns me on more. I slap my hand on the glass, Damian eating me out so aggressively that I might end up cumming on his face. I whine as he slows down, taking his time at me. His hands grip my thighs, rubbing circles on them, and part of me wants him to squeeze so tight that he leaves bruises. I gasp. His tongue pushes at my entrance.

“God…fuck—damian!” I cry, the feeling of euphoria rushing over me.

“That’s it, pretty girl, say my name.” He says with a grin, his mouth sucking on my sensitive clit. My hand grazes his hair and looking down at the sight of him makes my stomach tighten.

“Fuck, Damian, I’m gonna cum–”

He stops and I go to complain to him, but just as quickly as before, he sits down and pulls me on top of him, and his cock is brushing up against my cunt and I want him inside of me so, so bad.

I put my hands on the side of his face. His eyes twinkle at me, and I want nothing more than to kiss him. I don’t know what’s holding me back. Damian’s hands grab my hips and he says,

“If I don’t bury my cock in you soon, I might die. I want you so fuckin’ bad, you don’t even know…”

I lift myself up so he can line his dick up with my entrance. As soon as I know he’s there, I sink down onto his cock.

And I fall apart.

I can barely hold myself up. He stretches me out beyond belief, hitting my cervix so deeply that it makes me shudder. I grab his shoulders, and press my forehead to his. He chuckles softly, tucking hair behind my ear. I just sit on his cock and pant, hardly daring to move.

“My dick feels that good, huh?”

I nod my head frantically. “Yes, yes god yes. You fill up me up so fucking good.”

He gently pushes himself deeper into me and I groan, still not used to the feeling.

Damian’s hands slide down my body and grab my ass. He lifts me up, and I start to think that he regrets this and doesn’t want it, but he sets me back down, his cock slamming back into me, and I cry out, clawing the back of his shoulders.

“Oh, pretty girl, you don’t know how good it feels to see you like this.”

Not to be buried balls-deep into me, but to see me. To see me.

He continues to help me, but I start to lift my hips up and down, letting his dick fill me up.

“That’s it, bonita. Fuck yourself on my cock.” Damian says, tracing his fingers down my stomach.

I do exactly what he says. I fuck myself on him, my mind going foggy. The glass of the box fogs up and fills with the scent of sex and Damian’s cologne. I moan as I go faster, letting myself rock back and forth. My back arches as Damian’s finger finds my clit. I look back down at him, and the way he’s looking at me makes my stomach tighten.

He leans forward and licks my jugular, biting just at the top of it. I cry out, because it hurts, but it also feels so so good. He peppers kisses down my jawline as I ride him still, and he bites my earlobe. He moves down to where my collarbone lies, and he bites me so hard that when he comes up, blood coats his lips. He grins at me, licking the blood away.

I’ve never wanted to kiss him so badly.

Damian tucks my hair behind my ear again, and when I thrust down on him, he thrusts up, and the effect hits me so hard that I scream.

“Oh, you like that? Gonna make you cum all over my cock, baby.” Damian says, thrusting up into me again. I nod my head aggressively. I can’t even say anything, my mind has melted…

“I’m so close, y/n. So, so close…”

“I want to cum with you, Dam. Please, please, please.” I beg.

He picks me up by my ass and repeatedly thrusts up into me, fucking mercilessly. I look him in the eyes, and I’m moaning and crying his name and begging to climax with him.

“C’mon, baby, cum on my cock. C’mon you know you want to.” Damian says. He has one hand on my back, the other on my ass.

I place my hands on the side of his face and I hold eye contact with him. I’m moaning and he’s panting, whispering, “y/n, y/n, y/n,” over and over again. I feel the coil in my stomach tighten, and Damian’s breath gets heavier. His eyes gaze over my body one last time before he looks at me again.

“I love you, y/n.” he says.

And my orgasm washes over me in ecstasy.

My head falls onto his shoulder as I feel my orgasm set my whole body on fire, my legs shaking and my cunt filling with Damian’s cum. Damian pants, a hand stroking my back, and his cock still just feels so good inside my aching core.

I lift my head up slowly, and he stares at me. He moves his hands from my body and cups my face.

He says it again.

“I love you.”

My lip quivers as it fully registers what he said. He loves me. He loves me.

“Damian,” I say. “Oh, Damian.”

His eyes begin to water. “I have loved you since before you joined the judgment day. I saw you destroy this girl in the ring. This stupid, ugly girl. And when the ref lifted your arm up in victory, and you screamed with a huge smile on your face, I knew that I was gone. And then when Rhea brought up bringing you into our faction, I was the first to say yes. Not because I thought you were the prettiest person I had ever seen, but because you are everything I stand for. Everything I want to defend. And so you joined.”

As he spoke, he helped ease me off his cock and back into my shorts and underwear, despite us both being a sticky mess. He brought me back to his lap, where he held me, playing with the ends of my hair.

“You became my best friend. Meeting you for the first time was incredible because you didn’t fear me. You didn’t act shy or sexual. You shook my hand and looked me in the eye and saw me for who I am. And I’ve met many pretty people and they immediately look at me as their next fuck, but not you. I was your friend. Your ringmate. And the fact that you never pursued me until now just proves that I’m not here just for sex.”

I sigh, wiping a tear off of his face. “Damian, I’ve never looked at you and only thought of sex. I care about you more than you’ll ever fucking know. I love you, Damian. I love you.”

He smiles at me, and I run my finger over his bottom lip. He lets out a shaky breath.

“I’m going to kiss you like I’ve wanted to since the second I watched you in the ring.”

I grin, and I push my lips to his. My hands cup his face and Damian has one hand on my back and the other in my hair.

As the ferris wheel goes around, he kisses me until I lose my breath.

#damain priest x reader #damian priest x reader smut #damian priest #the judgment day #the judgement day #rhea ripley #finn balór #finn balor #dominik mysterio #wwe #wwe imagines #wwe smut

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alexandra3618 · 5 months

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Poly! Judgement Day Taking Care Of Pregnant Fem! Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, food.

A/N: I have no inspiration for long fics so I decided to write some headcanons while listening to Giuliano Palma and chatting with Damian on character.ai and I also decided to post this here because I'm lazy to post it on @wrestling-writing.

You knew you would go through that phase of pregnancy where your swollen ankles and feet would be killing you, so Damian will offer you a foot bath bacinet filled with water at your favourite temperature, adding foot bath salt for you to soak your feet in, he will also rub them for you if you desire.

I feel like Rhea would be the most overprotective of them all because she got a maternal instinct kicking in from the very first day when you announced your pregnancy, in fact, she always hisses at the boys when, in her opinion, they're doing wrong with you.

Finn would be the one all your cravings, driving miles to order your chicken nuggets and fries at Mcdonald's even at 3 A.M, though he would always argues with Damian and Rhea who want you to follow the diet they asked to a professional nutritionist prescripted exactly for your pregnancy.

Dominik would to deal your mood swings. I mean, he would caught you crying over a My Little Pony episode like: "Why does Rainbow Dash have to say goodbye to her pet turtle?! How did Fluttershy dare to say they've been friends for too long?!" You'd wonder blowing your running nose and wiping your tears away to find yourself in the ocean of dirty tissues that your bed has become and he wouldn't even dare to say a word against it, he would be the one who'd rather sit with you and rub your back to comfort you.

#wwe #rhea ripley #damian priest #dominik mysterio #finn balór #demi bennett #the judgement day #thejudgementdayothergirl's bullshit #poly! judgement day #the judgement day x reader #the judgement day imagine #tw pregnancy #tw food

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madhatterbri · 16 days

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Beauty and the Demon | F.B. (Demon King)

Summary: The Demon King is left alone with his thoughts.

Author's Note: I am mixing my two favorite things: Disney and wrestling. Let's see how it goes.

@theworldofotps @plentyoffandoms

The Demon King solemnly walked to the table that held the black rose in the glass dome. His hand placed gingerly as if the table would break with his touch. Memories of his lonely life before you trickled into his mind as he stared at the fallen dark petals. Now he knew he needed someone, you, more than ever.

He closed his eyes and walked away from the table. He opened his blue eyes to a portrait of his former self. The way he looked before the sorceress cursed him and his kingdom to their current demon forms. Slashes caused by his claws marked up the painting and the wooden board that held it.

No longer afraid to hide himself, he looked in the mirror. His demon appearance reflected back to him. His skin is black and red with white to resemble big, sharp, pointy teeth. He looked down and ran his fingers through his hair. A feeling of someone pushing his chin up caused him to do so. He could have swore he saw you standing next to him, but when he looked towards you, you were gone.

He knew the exact moments when you stole his heart. The way you had a caring and kindness to you even when you were a prisoner in his own home. When he was really hurt, you nurtured him back to health. Besides being beautiful, you had a love for books and knowledge. You were the light in his dark world.

Finn stammered over to the window and saw as you rode on horse to help your father. Your hair swayed in the wind as the horse galloped you further away from his broken heart. His heart ached and pained him like an open wound that would never heal. He knew as his inner demon claimed more of him that he would never forget you. You would always be a peace of this castle with him.

Broken-hearted, the king walked up the cobblestone stairs to your room. He continued to watch you leave. Each stomp of the horse's hoof felt like it stomped his heart. The foolish thought of leaving his castle doors open for you crossed his mind. As if you would want to live with him for evermore.

Despite the fact that he could no longer see you, your presence lingered. As he looked around the room, he saw the ghost of you. One moment, you were sitting in front of the mirror laughing at his jokes and brushing your hair. The next, you were sitting at the desk. He sat across from you and never took his eyes off of you. Lastly, the two of you were lying in your bed. Fingers barely touched as dreams were spilled for the other to enjoy. Oh, how he missed you.

Now you would be with him in everything he did. Whether it would be walking down the hallways, reading in the library, or any of the other mundane things that he would do to occupy his time.

He knew his nights would be spent alone in his tower. His bedroom door left open so he could fool himself that you would walk right in. His dreams of the future now consist of what might have been.

"Sir," one of the lesser demons asked. Finn stopped staring out the window long enough to acknowledge the other's presence. "Why did you let her go?"

"I had to let her go," Finn paused and looked out the floor. He shuddered at his last words. "Because I love her,"

#fanfiction #wwe fanfiction #finn balor x you #finn balor x y/n #finn balor x reader #finn balor #finn balór #demon king #Spotify

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triplehmunson · 10 months

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🅨🅞🅤 🅑🅔🅛🅞🅝🅖 🅣🅞 🅜🅔 :

Dean Ambrose x Dominik Mysterio x reader

𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻:

You are the younger sister of Rhea Ripley who belongs to Judgment Day, they are currently enemies of The Shield once at an after party that WWE organized after Money in the Bank, by fate you run into the half-lunatic Dean Ambrose member from The Shield which, upon seeing you, is impressed with your beauty, likewise you impact Dominik Mysterio, a member of Judgment Day, with your beauty, but what you did not know is that one of them would end up becoming obsessed with you to the point of k1lling whoever crosses your path path.

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀:

You

Dominik Mysterio

Rhea Ripley

Dean Ambrose

Damian Priest

Finn Balor

Roman Reigns

Seth Rollins

Hey this is my first history here on Tumblr because I have motivation lol, It is also to avoid leaving the account inactive, I hope to have your support. 🤠

#wwe the judgement day #wwe fanfiction #wwepov #dominik mysterio #dominik mysterio x female reader #dean ambrose #dean x reader #roman reigns #rhea ripley #damian priest #finn balór #seth rollins #triplehmunson #Dreamingwandapovs #Dreamingwanda #wwe superstars #the shield

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mysticfantasies · 8 months

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The feeling of you.

pairing: finn balor x reader

warnings: not much, just some touch deprived fluff.

prompt: “how long has it been since someone hugged you?” from @scealaiscoite

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I kept rolling over on the bed, as if I was trying to find that sweet spot on the bed, that could send me to dreamland. I couldn’t help but curl up into a fetal position, before sighing and getting up. It was 10:13 AM, and I figured it’s better to get up then just try to fall asleep endlessly. I walked, knees wobbling as I looked in the mirror. It has been 3 weeks since Finn left for a series of weekly shows, house shows and paper views, in which he had no time to arrive home for. I sighed and headed to the restroom, to brush my teeth. I felt odd, zoned out constantly. Once I finished I put it away and headed downstairs, and sat on the couch.

I sat on the couch, scrolling social media on my phone. I tried my best to think about something else, but the only thing on my mind was Finn. I needed him in the moment. I feel tears form in my ocean blue eyes. That was until i felt my phone buzz under me.

From: Finn 💋🫶🏼

“How long has it been since someone hugged you, my love?”

I dont know how to respond. I get up and head to the bedroom, i’m freezing. I grab Finn’s hoodie. God, I miss him. I walk out of the bedroom. In the living room, a familiar figure is sitting in Finn’s spot.. I run down to investigate. I look closely, Finn? I run up to him and hug him, as he hugs me back, he whispers to me.

“Surprise.” Finn says. “You look adorable in my clothes,” he laughs out.

“I’ve missed you finn.” I put my hands around his neck as he holds my waist. It feels so good to be in his arms. I love my boy.

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(a/n: this fic gmfuuu! i love finn fluff, it’s so cute 🥹 very short but sososoo cute!)

#wwe #wwe fanfiction #x reader #wwe x reader #finn balor #finn bálor #wwe superstars #wwe raw #finn balór #touch deprived #chefs kiss #touch deprived fluff

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dirtywrestling · 9 months

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Finn Balor - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst, 🚫 = No Warnings

Series:

Notice Me -💦

Summary: Melanie accidentally summons Angel!Kenny Omega and Demon!Finn Balor (18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

Parts: One / Two

One Shots:

Crossroads Deal -💦

Summary: Making a deal with the Demon!Balor but instead of wanting Melanie’s soul he wants to make her his sex slave. (Commission, 18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

Fiction to Reality -💦

Summary: Finn finds Melanie's Fan Fictions about him dominating her and he actually does the things she wrote about him doing. (Commission, 18+, Smut, Minors DNI)

High School Mizfit -🚫

Summary: Melanie falls for the bad boy of the school, Finn Balor. (Commission, No Warnings)

#finn balor #wwe finn balor #finn balor x you #finn balor x y/n #finn balor x reader #wrestling blog #wwe fanfic #finn balor fanfic #share #wrestling stories #finn balor stories #finn balor fanfiction #the judgment day #finn balór

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kolakoke · 1 year

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Kolakoke’s masterlist

here is all my masterlists

I write short imagines but hopefully soon I’ll make longer ones🙏🏾

I’m black and plus size but I write for all people unless said otherwise

Some of these don’t have links because i need to know who to put or haven’t made the masterlist yet

Stranger things:

older teens

younger teens

adults

WWE:

The bloodline

the Judgement day

NXT(tell me who I should put on here!)

LWO

RAW (tell me who I should put on here!)

SMACKDOWN (tell me who I should put on here!)

youtubers: (tell me who I should put on here!)

YT boys

YT girls

outerbanks

harry potter:

harry potter girls (tell me who I should put on here!)

harry potter boys (tell me who I should put on here!)

Anime:

MHA:

MHA boys (tell me who I should put on here!)

MHA girls (tell me who I should put on here!)

Black clover:

BC Girls (tell me who I should put on here!)

BC boys (tell me who I should put on here!)

Haikyuu:

Karasuno (tell me who I should put on here!)

Nekoma (tell me who I should put on here!)

Aoba Johsai (tell me who I should put on here!)

Shiratorizawa (tell me who I should put on here!)

(I lowkey need to rewatch the anime😑)

#wwe #rhea ripley #damian priest #dominik mysterio #finn balór #roman reigns #jey uso #jimmy uso #solo sikoa #katsuki bakugo mha #mha fanfiction #Mha #stranger things #billy stranger things #billy hargove x reader

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heart4reigns · 1 year

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i wanted to know if i could ask for a Roman Reigns x fem reader imagine. Like based off that one tiktok sound, ‘are you in the mafia? Am i in the what?’ although he’s most definitely in the mafia lol

UNDERGROUND PROBLEMS, roman reigns.

warnings: cigarettes, alcohol, guns, violence, curse words, blood, slight age gap, pet names, creepy dude trying to flirt with you

tags: owww mafia roman in action.. i need him

summary: maybe it's okay to be suspicious of your rich boyfriend

THE sun was literally on top of your head. it was a great thing that you decided to buy an extra pair of sunscreen because the sun was going to be the death of you. the wind tingled your skin as you breathed out the fresh air. "hey, do not provoke me, i'll beat your asses in volley if i can!" you heard your boyfriend yelling at his cousins. "they're still going?" you asked. "looks like they're not stopping anytime soon." he chuckled. "a private beach, jimmy, jey, and solo. doesn't sound like a good combination to me."

yes. a private fucking beach. you told him you wanted to go to the pier for a date, but again, he just had to do something out of your reach–your boyfriend, roman, had a private beach near his house. you knew dating him was an extraordinary experience, he was very extra. at certain times you wondered about his life and why he didn't like going out to public places. "i hate crowded places." was always his answer.

you started dating him 6 months ago. the two of you met in a bar, for your best friend's brother farewell party. it was a stretch but hey, you could never decline free drinks. the two of you hit it off right away, finding similarities that you thought was kind of weird at that time. you were the polar opposite of him when you first met. he was intimidating, of course, he had the figure of a man you wouldn't mess with. but when the two of you started talking, he was a totally different person.

ever since your first meeting, your days were never filled with mundane things. sure, he was rich, but the way he treated you, it was like something that came out of the movies. he gave you the full princess treatment, even if you didn't ask for it. roman showered you with love, gifts, affection, and everything you could ask for. you were very lucky to have him in your life and he was very lucky to have you too.

"how are you enjoying this, baby?" he asked, tying his hair. "i love it, thank you, love." you looked at him with a smile. "although, you went very extra with it, i should know by now." you chuckled. roman held your head and kissed your forehead. "you deserve good things in life, baby." the warmth of his love gave you nothing but happiness. he was genuine and it showed. you couldn't help but to wonder about his daily life with you knowing only a little about his life.

you felt the sun disappear for a second. someone was standing in front of you. it was his personal assistant, paul. "sorry to bother you, but you have a call, chief." roman looked confused for a second. "i told you i'm not accepting any calls if i am with (y/n)." "it's from hunter, chief." he immediately let go of his embrace. "babygirl, how about you play with them? i have a very important call." you pouted. "okay."

"(Y/N)! FINALLY! SOLO SUCKS ASS, WE NEED ANOTHER PLAYER."

weekdays came and you were back in you class. not to study, but to teach. you were a college lecturer, teaching criminology. you loved your job and you loved your students. "good morning, as i promised after your finals, we're going to watch a movie." your class was filled with excitement. "jason suggested we watch joker, but no one voted for that movie. sorry jason." you let out a laugh. "asuka suggested the shining, with the highest votes, we are going to watch that today."

"these kids will be the death of me." the lecturer lounge was empty, leaving only your best friend and old college buddy, seth. he was practically your wingman in every scenario. he taught english literature, which was the class next to you. "looking rough, buddy." you chuckled at his distressed hair. "they beat my ass in word games. i'm devastated." he groaned, taking a seat in front of you. "where you going after this?" "home, i have to check their finals." he nodded. "well, stay safe. i think i might be sleeping here."

you checked the time, it was 11 pm. to your luck, roman was going to pick you up in 15 minutes. you pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. it was a bad habit, you knew–but a single cigarette after every lesson was something to look forward to. as you were walking outside the campus ground, you heard footsteps behind you. you felt goosebumps as you looked behind and didn't see anyone.

once again, to your luck, it was very dark. you were practically power-walking. your other hand was inside your bag, trying to look for a pepper spray–incase things went downhill. "hey, you alone?" an unfamiliar voice rang in your ears. "no, i'm waiting for my someone." your voice was laced with venom. "i don't see that someone here, how about you leave with me?" you shook your head. "sorry, he'll be here anytime soon."

"code 03." roman read the text solo sent to him. "fuck." anger boiled inside him. "paul take care of this deal, i got a code 03 from solo." paul nodded and took the paperwork inside his bag. "i don't want the fucking guns from damian, they're a rip-off. if they want to score a deal with us, tell them they shouldn't bring counterfeits in front of my fucking eyes." paul nodded.

code 03 meant that someone in the business was bothering you and he wasn't there to intervene. solo could've step up if things went to an extreme extend, but that would leave you more confused on how he got there in an instance. "dude, please leave me alone!" you yelled at him, looking for someone to help you. "i'm just being nice sweetheart, i can treat you nicely." he kept pestering you. seeing you like this broke solo's heart, he wanted to lunge on the guy but he had to wait for roman's command. the guy had a familiar tattoo on his neck, solo noticed that. the guy reached out for your arm. "come on!"

"she said no." you were relieved to see your boyfriend in front of you. "i don't give a shit about what she said." the guy said, still holding your arm. "get the fuck out of my face and let her go." your heart skipped a beat. you've never seen him like this. he was always a sweetheart to you, even with his cold facade. "just trying to give her a good time." the guy continued. "oh, you're going to have a very good time if you don't let her go now." the sentence was dripped with sarcasm. "let's go." roman slightly yanked your arm, pulling you away from the guy.

roman had to make sure that the guy wasn't following the two of you or he just might whip something out that you weren't supposed to see. he knew that guy, he was familiar with his face. "baby, are you okay?" as soon as you entered the car, he let his guard down. "i'm okay, love." you assured him that you were fine. "i'm sorry i wasn't there... baby, i'm sorry it happened." you shook your head. "love, i'm okay. now let's go back, i have to grade some papers." you gave him a reassuring smile. "let's get you ice cream first."

you passed the street that you were on earlier and the guy was nowhere to be seen. you could've sworn that you saw someone dragging the guy away, but it was probably your mind playing tricks as you were very tired.

after grading your papers and eating ice cream (which you insisted getting a cone but roman just had to buy the entire tub for you), you felt sleepy. "i'm going to bed." you announced, seeing your boyfriend slump on your couch watching football. "go to sleep baby, i'm still watching the game." you nodded and went over to give him a kiss. "i love you." "and i love you too, baby."

you were fast asleep and roman silently went outside your apartment, already thirsty for blood. you were his and no one should lay a finger on you. the drive to his warehouse went quick as he was already boiling with anger. the guy earlier was tied up to a chair, shaken up by the act. "well look who is here." his voice was deep, greeting the guy. "r- roman, i'm sorry." he stuttered. "sorry for what you did or sorry because your sorry-ass messed with the wrong person?"

jey, jimmy, and solo stood by waiting for his command. "i don't usually deal with situations like this. but you touched my girl and you're going to pay for it." roman barked, intimidating the guy. roman was in love, his cousins thought. he could't careless about other people except for his bloodline before he met you. his family business was his top priority, but now, you were always on his mind.

the first punch roman threw sent the guy on his back. all those private trainings pulled off. "who sent you?" he didn't answer. roman picked him up with force. "i said," he paused a second to throw another punch. "who sent you?" the guy cracked. "t- the judgement day! they didn't like how you insulted their shippings! they told me to get your girl to intimidate you." the fucking judgement day. roman clenched his fist, preparing for another punch.

blood splattered across the room. his fist was busted as well. "if you and your little emo band cross our path again, i'll fucking kill you. if i ever see you again, i'll fucking kill you." the guy was beaten up to an extent where he was already begging for roman to stop. "throw him somewhere in the east coast, give the judgement day some warning." jey nodded.

roman was powerful in many ways. he was feared by everyone, no one crossed his path and they knew not to mess with him. as one of the top dog for the mob business, everyone respected him. it was hard hiding things from you. he didn't want you to see him in a different light. so he told you that he was the one in charge of his family's company. there were almost slip ups along the way, but being the man he was, his secret was still safe–not for long.

his cousins; jey, jimmy, and solo all worked for him. they owe him their lives and they were ready to take a bullet for you and him any day. you were special for them, like a shining with light glimmered with hope, you were a breath of fresh air.

you woke up to the sound of his snoring. "love, get up. seth is picking me up today." he groaned in despair. "you know i can drive you or have the twins drive you there right?" you shook your head. "seth and i are going to our weekly lunch, it's a tradition since high school. you've met him countless times, i'm safe with him." roman was still on top of you, unbothered. "i'm going to kick your ass if you don't move in 5 seconds." "i'd like to see you try, babygirl."

lunch with seth was always fun. it was in his nature to make people laugh their asses off. "becky made me workout last sunday, my arms are sore." he complained. "because you never workout and your wife has her own gym." you stated the obvious. "well, you're a criminology lecturer and your boyfriend is a ceo, that doesn't add up too!" he defended himself with a chuckle following his sentence. "that's because i don't pry." you replied.

"i don't know, (y/n). it's kinda fishy." seth shrugged his shoulders. "what's kinda fishy?" you raised an eyebrow. "you've never been to his workplace, you don't know his work life. he doesn't like open places, always takes you on a private date. hell, the dude doesn't even have instagram. what if he's like a mafia or something?" his question made you laugh.

"seth, just because he's jacked doesn't mean he beats up people for a living. he's afraid of cockroaches, for fuck's sake!" you furrowed your brows. "well, i don't know. even my brother doesn't know what he's up to. but as long as you're happy, (y/n)." seth gave you a thumbs up while fixing his sunglasses. "you're thinking about it now!" he pointed his fork at you. "i am not! there's no way my boyfriend is in the mafia, he's just your regular joe!" "i've known you since we were babies, i know when you are thinking about something."

it did get to your head though. but you brushed it off, there's no way your oat milk-loving boyfriend was in the mafia. roman picked you up, exchanging goodbyes with seth. "you owe me a lighter!" seth yelled, waving at the two of you. "i don't owe you shit, rollins!" you laughed. "how was lunch?" roman asked, driving away from the cafe. "it was fun, we gossiped about you." his right arm was on the steering wheel, weirdly enough–covered by bandages, the other was holding yours. "gossiped about me? what'd you say?"

"oh we thought you were in the mafia, so like are you in the mafia?" you joked. for a second you saw him clenching his jaw and the grip on your arms tightened. "am i in the what?" he furrowed his brows. "i don't know, it all adds up." you continued your joke. "you have paul as your personal assistant, i've never been to your work and you rarely talk about it, you have random bruises on your back from 'working out'." yet again, the grip tightened.

he pulled over some random street. "baby, you know i am not in the mafia. that's just insane." roman chuckled. "right? seth is out of his mind, you know how he is!" roman had to be careful, as your best friend was picking up some clues. but he knew he couldn't hurt seth. you'd burn the entire world just to find out who laid a finger on your best friend. "paul has been working for my family since god knows when, you've never been to my work because there's nothing going on, it's just boring board meetings. i rarely talk about my work because i want to be a hearer not a talker, baby. i get bruises because i work out." he explained.

"baby, you don't really think i'm in the mafia right?" "no, that would be very stupid of me, love."

he was relieved. "okay baby, do you want to go somewhere tonight?" roman asked, starting the car again. "let's go watch a movie." he nodded. "right, i'll rent a place." "NOOOO, I DON'T WANT A PRIVATE NIGHT. LET'S JUST GO TO THE MALL NEXT TO MY PLACE." he was sure that you were going to be the death of him. "okay baby, whatever you say." roman would risk his life for yours. but little did you know, the mall was filled with his men. it was never a normal day with the mafia boss of the reigns clan.

"you do realize this is the first time we ever went to a public date?" you teased him. "yes." he was oddly wary of your presence. "are you okay? you look distracted." you furrowed your eyebrows. "baby, i'm okay." he made eye-contact, giving you a warm smile. "i just don't like going out in public places." he confessed. "i'm sorry, love. do you want to go home instead?" roman nodded, feeling very tense at the thought of being out. "okay, love. let's go home now."

the walk back to the parking lot was filled with conversations about the movie that you watched. "thank you for watching barbie with me." you chuckled as he rolled his eyes. "anything for my baby." he stole a kiss from you. "i knew you would like it." the black-haired male actually loved the movie. despite his strong persona, he was a softie. especially to you. "it was a fun date-" before you could finish your sentence, you heard screams coming from... solo? when did he get here? you thought.

there was a sudden bang outside. "GET DOWN!" solo yelled. roman immediately pushed you inside the car. "JEY, DRIVE!" roman yelled, taking off his sweater, revealing a gun strapped to his side. "WHAT THE FUCK!" you yelled in a state of panic. "I TOLD THOSE FUCKING EMO CLUB NOT TO MESS WITH ME, NOW I'M FUCKING PISSED." you've never seen roman like this. "PAUL, CLOSE THE DEAL WITH THEM. THEY FUCKING PISS ME OFF! THEY MESSED UP MY DATE NIGHT." roman yelled at the phone. the two of you almost got shot and you were only the one panicking.

"SO YOU ARE ACTUALLY IN THE MAFIA?" "YES BABY, I AM ACTUALLY IN THE MAFIA, NOW GET DOWN!"

a/n: THANKKK YOU FOR THE FIRST REQUEST <3333 i hope you enjoyed it!!! requests are always open!!

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theworldofotps · 3 years

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St. Patrick’s Day (Drabble)

Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader Word Count: 770 Description: Seeing Finn upset about not being able to be with his family causes you to throw a little celebration.

A little St. Patrick's Day Finn drabble, it's fluffy and a bit corny but I hope you all like it. I tried to change up and do it in his like accent if that makes sense? And idk if I like how it turned out but it's still kinda cute.

Thank you Rachael for helping encourage me to keep writing this when I thought it was crap. ______ Tag list: @hungmanhorsecarriage @writtingrose @sjwrites22 @the-beastslayers-queen @thewrestlingwarehouse @new-zealand-chic @mrsambroserollinsacklesmgk @xladyxfatex @biforrollynch @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @xbreezymeadowsx @rebellious-desires @youcantreignonmyparade @melblacc @undiscovereddisneyroyalty If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. ______

Humming as you walk downstairs to the lounge after dressing for the day you smile spotting your boyfriend sat on the couch on his phone.

“Good morning handsome, what got you out of bed so early this morning?”

“Mornin love, couldn’t really sleep more so I decided ta come down so I wouldn’t wake ye or nuthin.”

Walking over and sitting down beside him frowning as he sighs looking glumly at the screen.

“What’s wrong?”

“Missin my folks is all, with the pandemic M’missin out on celebrating St. Patrick’s Day with them and just in general. I got a few pictures of my nieces and nephews all dressed up for a party.”

“Awe I’m sorry Finn I really wish there was something I could do to make you feel better baby.”

Hugging him you press a kiss to the top of his head as he rests his head on your chest, a hand on your hip rubbing the strip of exposed skin.

“It’s not yer fault mo grá but thank you for being concerned."

Finn kisses your temple setting his phone beside him on the cushion as you continue to rub his back.

"Why don't you go and do a facetime call with your family for a while? Maybe it'll help make you feel better and while you do that I have some grocery shopping I need to get done."

"Yer sure love?"

"Yes otherwise I wouldn't have suggested it, go on now I'll see you in a few hours."

Kissing him softly you shoo him upstairs while you finish getting ready and grab your keys going out to the car. You had a plan formulating in your mind and you hope that you would be able to pull it off without him getting suspicious.

The next 2 hours you spend getting a few groceries for his favorite meals and to bake some sweets. Then you go about gathering things to celebrate St. Patrick's Day with Finn. Thankfully American stores really went all out with decorations. Sure they were pretty corny but you hoped it would bring a smile to his face. Then tossing anything you could really think of that represented his home country you pay for everything and head home. You'd have to hide the bags until tomorrow and hopefully he would really like it.

The next morning you wake up checking your phone. March 17th. Finn had left for the gym already so you could work in peace. Doing your morning routine then going downstairs you grab the bags and begin decorating. You managed to get everything up rather quickly then go into the kitchen to start his favorite breakfast. When you finally have everything set up the car pulls into the driveway. You made it without a moment to spare.

Grabbing a necklace the said Irish Prince, seriously these always made you laugh. Standing by the door smiling when he opens it.

"Happy St. Patrick's Day love of my life."

Finn looks at you with surprise on his face watching as the necklace went over his head. Chuckling as he read it and pressed a kiss to you lips lightly.

"Thank you darlin, what's all dis fer?"

"Because you've been sad lately not being able to go home to see your family. I know how much you miss them, and wish you could be there to celebrate today with them. So I thought maybe you and I could have a little celebration here and facetime them. I texted everyone yesterday and they're all going to be at your parents house to facetime."

You smile as he wraps his arms around you tightly.

"I love you baby so much thank you."

Finn says eyes closed for a moment as he takes this all in, he couldn't believe that you actually did all this for him.

"And I love you my Irish Prince now go shower and get changed into some comfy clothes. Breakfast is ready, then we got some movies to watch and treats to bake."

Letting him go you smile watching him quickly make his way upstairs to get changed. It may not seem like a huge gesture to a lot of people throwing up some decorations and making food. But to Finn the whole day was a reminder of how much you love and care for him. It was one of the best St. Patrick's Days he had celebrated in a long time. He was hoping that next year the two of you could go to his home and celebrate there. He was lucky to have you, he had the luck of the Irish.

#wwe #finn balor #finn balor imagine #finn balór #finn balor x reader #finn balor fic #finn balor one shot #fluffy #st patrick's day

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fear-and-delight-l · 1 year

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champion~RHEA RIPLEY X READER FLUFF

IMAGINE where rhea ripley has a championship match, and the reader goes out to ringside with her but when the reader takes a punch for the love of her life, Rhea explodes and finally comes out with her true feelings.

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WARNINGS: none. Slight swearing? Erotic fluff? no smut but feel free to request it.

ALSO I TAKE REQUESTS, so if you have an idea, let me know and I'd love to make it come true! Love you guys and thanks for reading!

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I take a deep breath before we step out into the arena. Rhea is full of adrenaline, I can feel it radiating off of her, but I am all nerves. Rhea might have gotten too far ahead of herself this time.

We step out into the light.

Rhea’s theme music plays and the crowd is crazy. I don’t let anyone see my anxiety on my face. I change my expression to true brutality.

“You ready for this, babe?” Rhea cries, her eyes burning bright.

Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe…

“Hell yeah” I say and we head down to the ring, Rhea pinching my arm with a grin on her face.

She climbs up the ropes, fists in the air. (It’s a damn shame that she doesn’t pummel me with those fists.) Her lips are painted black and her hair is slicked back yet looser than usual. It's gotten a little long, and I must say that I want nothing more to put my hand in her hair and pull it, just so I can hear her gasp.

Her smile is brighter than all the lights in the arena and I can’t help but smile at my thoughts. Rhea Ripley is by far the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her body is toned and muscled but everything about her is graceful and sleek. And really I just can’t get over her damned smile-

Part of me is grateful that the rest of The Judgement Day didn’t come out to ringside this time. I’m so selfish for wanting her all to myself…

The music changes.

Bianca Belair walks into the arena.

I have to give it to Bianca. She has made a name for herself and makes everyone turn their heads and stop what they are doing. She won her Raw women’s championship belt fair and square and has defended it well. Rhea said so herself.

But when Rhea challenged her for it, I couldn’t help but think that the only way Bianca would give up the title is out of her cold dead hands.

As Bianca makes her way down to the ring, I look up at Rhea and she gives me one last look. She winks at me and turns back to the E-S-T.

I am not sure if my heart is racing because I think Rhea is going to take the loss or the fact that she winked at me.

……

Bianca has only managed to pin Rhea once. My nerves have settled a bit because Rhea really has the upper hand in this match. Bianca is strong. HELLA strong. But not as strong as my Rhea. I never should have doubted her.

Rhea hooks Bianca’s arms between her legs and hoists her up. Yes, yes, yes!!! Riptide–

Where’s the ref?

Rhea slams Bianca down and I wince at how hard Bianca hits the mat. Where the hell is the ref? Rhea has had her down for more than a count of three…

I realize the referee wasn’t at the count because Alexa Bliss had made her way into the ring and tried to interfere. The ref turns around and looks in horror that he missed a vital moment in the match trying to get rid of Alexa. Bianca kicked out before he could count.

Oh, I was not letting this happen.

I run over to where Alexa stands laughing. I reach across the apron and grab her by her ankles. She slams to the mat and I drag her out.

“You wanna screw up this match, bitch? Not gonna happen with me.” I say. “So come and face me if you even have the balls to.”

Alexa stands up and screams, running straight into my midsection and slamming me into the post. The back of my head throbs, practically on fire. No way I am letting this blonde bitch beat me.

Trying my hardest to ignore the pain in my head, I push Alexa off of me and grab her by her hair, dragging and slamming her into the barricade. I hear her groan. It’s not enough. I get her on her feet again. I shouldn't try to steal Rhea's move, but I've been practicing just for her. I silently pray that my next move will work.

I hook her arm around my neck.

I pull her other arm between her legs.

I hoist her up.

And with all my force–

Riptide.

Alexa hits the floor, immediately writhing in pain. Her back took the full force of the hit…

“Y/n!”

I look up and Rhea rushes down from the ring and towards me, her hands grasping my sides. Bianca still lay lifeless in the ring. Rhea looks at me up and down and begs to know if I’m okay.

“I’m okay, I promise. My head just hurts a little…”

“That riptide was so good! Have you been practicing somehow?” She asks, her thumbs rubbing circles on my skin. I reach my hands up and grab the sides of her face. Her skin is warm from sweat but I want to kiss all over it anyway. Her smile her smile her smile oh my god I can't breathe....her eyes crinkle in delight at me and I think I am more breathless than she is.

“How else would Dominik have all his bruises?” I laugh. Her hands squeeze just a little tighter on my waist as she grins.

Damn it, her smile! I can’t ever resist it–

It only takes me a split second to notice Bianca barreling towards Rhea. I shove Rhea out of the way just as Bianca raises her fist to strike.

She makes direct contact with my eye.

I feel my body still and I slump to the ground.

Y’know, that kinda fuckin’ hurt. My second hit to the head.

The edges of my vision dance with black spots, and I can hear Rhea’s screams of rage. I reach my hand up towards my eye and wince at the sting. I look for Rhea, and she’s starting to corner Bianca towards the ring, yelling in her face.

“You wanna mess with my girl, huh? You wanna hit my girl? I don’t fucking think so!”

Rhea grabs Bianca’s ponytail and uses it to slam her face into the apron. Bianca groans as she is thrown back into the ring. I sit up, a little dizzy, and watch as Rhea screams at the ref.

“You gonna watch this one, huh? Yeah? You gonna watch this? You gonna do your damn job? Watch this!”

Rhea drops onto Bianca, straddling her. And she starts to lay the punches onto Bianca’s head. She tries to kick out from under Rhea but to no avail. I get to my feet and get on my belly to slide in the ring.

The Judgment Day music plays and Damian and Finn and Dominik run out. Why are they out here? If they try to interfere, Rhea will be disqualified!

I won’t interfere either. I know that it could get Rhea in trouble but I also know that she doesn’t want me to interfere because she knows what she’s doing.

Damian leans onto the apron and screams, “Rhea, stop! Just finish her!”

“Finish her, mami!” Dom cries.

Finn is shaking his head and muttering “She’s gonna kill her, she’s gonna kill her…”

I realize why they are so upset. With the way Rhea is beating Bianca, she is getting too violent and it’s possible that Rhea could get banned from wrestling. Bianca's lip has busted open and little drops of blood scatter onto Rhea's hands.

I look at Damian. He’s got worry etched all over his face.

I stumble to the corner, and I watch Rhea pick Bianca up and slam her back down.

Rhea is rage.

She is anger.

She is graceful yet harsh.

Quick on her feet and fast with her hands.

She is beautiful.

She is a nightmare.

An eradicator.

True brutality.

She beats the shit out of Bianca for a little longer and then she does it.

Arm around her neck.

Leg tucked between the thighs.

Lift–

Riptide.

Bianca is out. I know it.

The ref doesn’t miss the count. 1, 2, 3.

Done.

Rhea gets up and shouts with joy. I run up to her and she opens her arms to me and I jump into her, putting my face into her neck. She’s spinning me and she’s screaming about not how she won but we won. We won.

I’m back on my feet again and a little disappointed that she won’t hold me on her hip so I can wrap my legs around her. The ref hands her the belt and she screams in delight as she hoists it up in the air. Damian and Finn and Dom rush into the ring and suddenly we are all screaming and whooping and crying out our war cries. Victory is ours. No one can hurt us anymore.

Dominik takes my face in his hands and inspects my eye,

“te golpeó muy fuerte, mi amor.” [she hit you pretty hard, my love]

“dominik, estoy bien, lo prometo.” [dominik, im fine, i promise]

He grins and Finn picks me up in excitement. I laugh and Damian laughs with me. Finn sets me down and I turn back to Rhea.

She stares at me, her beautiful, wicked smile gone. She’s breathless and she’s looking at me as though I am her prize instead of the belt she holds in her hand.

Rhea drops her belt.

She rushes to me and grabs my hips harshly but kisses me gently.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh…

Rhea’s lips kiss me so gently but her grip on me is like iron. The only thing separating me and her is our ring gear. I grab the sides of her face and press my lips against hers, begging for more, more, more.

I realize that we are so close that our hips are smashed together and she is enveloping me in her embrace. Her arms snake around to my back and she pulls me even closer.

There is no way for us to be closer but I want us to be closer. I want to be molded into her so me and her are one. I pull away for a moment and I look into her lust filled eyes. I want more, more , more of her.

“I can’t believe you dropped your title belt,” I say with a laugh.

Rhea puts one hand in my hair and says,

“No championship could ever be worth as much as kissing you.”

She strokes my hair and leans down to give me a soft peck that has me trembling and aching for more of her.

“My girl,” she says. “My girl.”

I smile and kiss her again. I don’t care if her black lipstick smears all over me. I don’t ever want to stop kissing her.

“I’m so proud of you,” I say, a kiss between each word. She smiles at me with her teeth and I melt into her. I love when she’s soft.

I look over at Finn who is clapping like the rest of the audience. Dominik is cheering and Damian is wearing a smirk. I can tell that they knew this would happen eventually. I hear Rhea laugh and she picks up her title belt and then picks me up, wrapping my legs around her waist. She is my champion and I am her prize. She looks up at me, her eyes twinkling with pride. She is not ashamed of me. She would never be ashamed of me. I lean down to kiss her, my hands resting on the sides of her neck.

She raises her belt in victory, and I throw my head back in laughter.

My brutal, wicked, graceful, beautiful champion.

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HEY GUYS

im super proud of this one. IDK i just think its neat. Remember, i take requests and i am very flexible with characters and such.

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wrestling-all-the-time · 3 years

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Chance Encounter

Pairing: Finn Balor x Female Reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 929

I only had a few hours to relax in my hotel room before I had to get ready. Tonight was the start of WrestleMania weekend with NXT TakeOver: Dallas. Triple H had invited me to see the show and to do some press for WrestleMania.

Luckily, it didn't take me long to get ready for the night.

Once I was dressed, I grabbed the Divas belt before heading outside where a car was waiting for me.

When I got to the Kay Bailey Hutchison Convention Center, I went inside and found my seat in the front row. Tonight was the first NXT show I got to go to since it was known as FCW. It was nice to just be a fan in the crowd for once rather than being in the ring.

The show soon got underway. A tag team title match kicked off the night. Followed by a few singles matches and a match for the NXT Women's Championship. The last match of the night was for the NXT Championship. The challenger was Samoa Joe and the current NXT Champion was Finn Balor. Tonight, Balor was in his demon gimmick.

The match was just getting started when Joe's face got busted open. The ref kept pausing the match to wipe the blood from his face which was just pissing off the crowd. The chants ranged from "let Joe bleed" to "fuck PG."

The two got close to the barricade which led to Joe throwing Finn over the barricade and accidentally into me. I did my best to catch Finn, but the chair I was in tipped over and we both ended up on the floor.

Finn gave me an apologetic look before quickly getting up and getting back to his match. I sat my chair back up so I could watch the rest of the show.

Later...

When the show was finished I went backstage to find Hunter, but I ended up running into Finn first.

"Uh..it's (Y/N) right?" Finn asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"I just wanted to apologize for landing on you earlier and for getting face paint all over you," Finn said.

"Oh, it's fine, don't worry about it," I said.

"Are you sure?" Finn asked.

"Yeah, the paint will wash out and if it doesn't at least it can be a conversation starter," I said.

He laughed.

"I'm glad you see it that way," Finn said.

"Hey, do you happen to know where Hunter is?" I asked.

"He's usually back with pictures after a show," Finn said. "Come on, I'll show you."

I followed him to where they were doing photo ops and sure enough, Hunter was there.

"Hey, (Y/N)," Hunter said when he saw me walk in. "What'd you think of the show?"

"It was awesome," I said. "It seems like a great roster and I loved the energy coming from the crowd tonight."

"Who knows, maybe I'll get you in NXT one of these days," Hunter said.

"Maybe," I said.

"Hey, since you have the Divas title here, would you mind getting a few pictures with our NXT champ?" Hunter asked. "It could be good promotion for WrestleMania especially after that fall you took."

"Very funny, but I'm up for it if you are," I said, looking over at Finn.

"Let's do it," Finn said with a smile.

After we took a few pictures together I planned on leaving, but Finn stopped me.

"Are you going to be in town for a bit?" Finn asked.

"Well yeah," I said. "I'm kinda needed for WrestleMania."

"Oh, right," Finn said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Would you want to go out for dinner tonight?" Finn asked.

"Uh...sure," I said. "We should probably both get cleaned up first though."

"Yeah, of course," Finn said. "Where are you staying?"

"I'm at the hotel a few blocks down," I said.

"Okay, how about I meet you there in an hour?" Finn asked.

"Sounds good," I said.

I left the Convention Center and went back to my hotel room. I decided to take a quick shower since I had the time.

As I was getting out of the shower, I heard my phone buzzing on the counter. I wrapped a towel around myself before answering it.

"Hey, Seth," I said after accepting the call. "What's up?"

"The three of us are heading out for drinks. You in?" Seth asked.

I put my phone on speaker and laid it back on the counter so I could get dressed.

"Can't," I said. "I already have plans."

"What plans?" Seth asked. "And why do you sound so far away?"

"You're on speaker so I can finish getting ready," I said.

"Ready for what?" Seth asked.

"I'm going out to dinner," I said.

"Why would you go out by yourself and not with us?" Seth asked.

"Never said I was going by myself," I said. "I met a guy at NXT TakeOver tonight and he invited me out."

"Who's the guy?" Seth asked.

"Finn Balor," I said. "He had a match tonight and ended up getting thrown into me."

"That's a hell of a way to meet," Seth said.

"Tell me about it," I said. "Well I should probably get going."

"Alright, we'll talk later," Seth said.

"You got it," I said before hanging up the phone.

I finished getting ready just in time for Finn to pick me up.

The two of us spent the next few hours having dinner and getting to know each other.

Before we said our goodbyes for the night, we made plans to go out for drinks after WrestleMania.

#wrestling #wrestling fanfiction #wrestling one shot #WWE #WWE NXT #wwe superstars #wwe fanfiction #finn balor #finn balór #wrestlingoneshot #finn balor x reader #finn balor x fem!reader

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heelbucks · 4 years

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Why Not Both?- Roman Reigns x Reader x Finn Balór

hello lovelies! i got this request from @burnitbalor so i hope you all enjoy!

hi omg long as fuck hiatus from writing!! enjoy this filth that's been sitting in my drafts! :)

Warnings: Smut (fuckin filthy), Choking, Oral (male receiving), Daddy Kink, Sir Kink, Degrading, Marie getting carried away and taking literal weeks months god knows how long to write this

Word Count: 2601

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“Shotgun!!” You screamed after racing Finn to the large truck the company gave you and your two best friends to film a Ride Along. Finn grabbed you and started tickling you. “Finnn! Stop! You can sit in the front!!” You giggled out. You jumped into the backseat and threw your backpack with your travel blanket and neck pillow next to you. “Does the princess wanna help put her bags in the trunk?” Roman said walking up to the car with his bags next to him. “Hmmm, no thanks I’m good.” You sprawled out across the backseat.

Once the boys had everything set up, you hit the road. It wasn’t a terribly long drive from Pittsburgh to New Jersey. You fully intended to get some beauty rest on the drive, Ride Along being filmed or not. The first hour was spent by you complaining that you got cheated out of sitting in the front and being in charge of the music. “You’ll get over it lass.” Finn grinned back at you. You stuck your tongue out in response. You made up some random games to play so they had some good footage.

“Y/N, this is your first time riding with us isn’t it?” Roman asked. “Yeah it is! I usually ride with Mella but why not ride with The Big Dog and The Demon King.” You smirked. You secretly had huge crushes on both men, no one could ever make you choose. Your mind started to drift to what it would be like to be with the both of them. You gripped your thighs together tightly. You thought about being stuck in between both of them, Roman behind you, roughly grabbing your ass and kissing your neck, while Finn was kissing you passionately.

“Hello! Earth to Y/N/N!” the Irishman laughed. “No wonder Mella wanted ‘ya off her hands, you’re a flake.” He giggled out. “Uh? Sorry, daydreaming.” your face turned a bright crimson color. “All good hun, we asked you who on the roster would you wanna be stuck on a desert island with.” Roman said smiling. “Oh, uh.. I’m not sure…” you lied through your teeth. “I said Braun Strowman ‘cause he can provide for me.” Finn said smiling like the goofball he is. “I don’t even have to ask Ro, it’s one of his brothers, Dean or Seth.” You interjected. “Actually, I said you Y/N. Lord knows I can’t be stuck with Ambrose and Rollins. I love them to death but I can barely handle a 12 hour car ride with them.”

You couldn't help but blush at the fact Roman chose you over his Shield brethren. You were an exceptionally good travel partner, you couldn’t deny that fact. You weren’t picky about music (unless you were with Finn just to tease him), you always had snacks on you, and you slept most of the drive. “Aww thanks Ro.” You smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“Oi! I feel left out now!” Finn laughed and you went to kiss the Irishman on the cheek as well. You sunk back down into your seat and got ready for your nap. You were only about an hour and a half from the hotel in New Jersey, but it wouldn’t be a Y/N Y/L/N Ride Along without some footage of you napping.

As you drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but imagine what it’d be like to be stuck in between two of your best friends again. In your dream, Roman was currently on top of you, grabbing your tits roughly as he kissed you. Finn was making an attempt to tease the life out of you. His hands played with the waistband of your leggings. “What’s teh matter love? Do you want me to touch ya?” He smirked pushing his hand down into your pants. “F-Finn… please….” you moaned out.

Little did you know that while deep in dream world, the boy’s real life counterparts could hear your desperate moans.

“Fuck, Ro… Finn, don’t stop…” “Fuck me Daddy…”

Roman immediately turned the cameras off. “What do you wanna do about this Balor?” He smirked to the slightly shorter male next to him. “I say we give teh lil lass what she wants when she wakes up. If she still wants it that is.” He returned the smirk. Finn grabbed the bags and checked the three of you in. He and Roman shared and made a special request for you to be next to them.

You had woken up being carried by Roman. “Good morning babygirl.” He said softly. “Huh? Ro!! Put me down!” You blushed. “You should’ve woken me up when we got into Jersey.” “Sorry angel, you looked so peaceful I didn’t wanna wake you. Seemed like you were having a good dream too.” Your face turned a bright crimson red. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about Reigns.” You said wiggling out of his grasp. He walked you into the elevator and pinned you against the wall when the doors closed.

“Don’t try and act all innocent now princess. Finn and I heard what you were moaning out in your sleep. Can’t say I haven’t thought about it either. Especially seeing you in your ring gear.” He easily had almost a foot on you. “Do something about it then.” You stood on your tiptoes and kissed him passionately. The elevator door opens on your floor and you try to make it to your room, Finn had texted you the number and gave Ro your key.

“I would invite you in, but I don’t want Finn to get jealous of you Ro.” You said walking to your door and opening it.

“Who said you’d be starting without me?” Speak of the devil or well, Demon King, and he shall appear. He walked towards you and put his hand gently on your cheek. “Do ya want this love? ‘Cause if ya don’t we can stop right now.” He smiled down at you. You couldn’t bring yourself to actually say you wanted your two best friends in the world to fuck you, so you nodded. “Use your words angel.” Roman said from behind you, running his hands along your arms. “Y-yes. Please Ro, Finn. Please fuck me.”

“She begs? I like that. She sounds like such an eager lil’ slut.” Finn said, his eyes clouding up with lust, looking at you to see if he had offended you. You bit your bottom lip and smiled slightly. Finn started kissing your neck while Roman’s hands wandered up down your things. “I gotta ask babygirl, while you were being a naughty little girl, dreaming about getting fucked by us, you called one of us Daddy. Who was it?” His hands had landed back up to your ass and he grabbed it roughly, an involuntary moan left your mouth. “Y-you Ro.” “Aww and what about me? Anythin’ ya’d wanna call me darlin’?” Finn said backing up. “Sir…” you mumbled. “Speak up lass.” He grabbed your face in his hands. “S-Sir.” You stuttered out. Finn smirked. “I like it.”

Roman stepped away from behind you. “What to do with our shy little slut Finn?” He pondered, grabbing his shirt and lifting over his head. “I say we give ‘er what she wants Roman. I wonder juuust how rough she likes it.” You stood perfectly still, “As rough as you want Sir.” Finn pushed you down to your knees.

“Alright then, suck our cocks like a good girl then.” Roman said unbuckling his pants. “Yes Daddy.” You made yourself comfortable, and threw your hair up into a ponytail. Both men walked towards you. You pulled Finn’s sweats down first, his thick cock springing free. “Ya like whatcha see love?” he smirked, stroking himself. You nodded your head, replacing his hand with your own. You kitten licked the tip and he threw his head back. You slowly started moving your hand, licking a stripe along the underside of his cock. “Seems like she’s had some practice. Come here princess. Show Daddy how good you can suck his cock.” You had Finn’s cock in your mouth, and came off with a pop. You crawled over to the Samoan man and sat back on your heels. “Good girl.”

He pulled down his jeans and boxers as you inched closer towards him. You went to wrap a hand around his large member but he shoved it away. “Open your mouth, let Daddy fuck your mouth like a good slut.” You nodded your head, and stuck out your tongue, waiting patiently. Without warning, he thrust into your mouth, making you gag on him. “Fuck… your mouth feels so good. Makes me wonder what your pussy feels like…” He kept at a decent pace, making sure he felt good but making sure it wasn’t too uncomfortable with you.

Finn squatted down next to you. “You’re doin’ so good darlin’. I say we give teh girl a little treat.” He said, looking up at Roman while his hand traveled dangerously close to your wet heat. “What do ya think Ro? Should I give our lil’ slut what she’s been dyin’ ta have?”

Roman slowed down his thrusts, almost as if he was thinking about Finn’s question. “She has been very good for us…. Do you think you deserve to be rewarded princess?” Roman asked looking down at you. You pulled your mouth off of his cock with a loud pop. “Yes Daddy.” You looked up at him, a feigned innocence in your eyes.

Finn’s hands slid their way down your leggings and played with the waistband of your panties. “Fuckin’ hell. She’s soaked.” He smirked. “ ‘Ow long have ya been thinkin’ ‘bout Roman an I fuckin ya? Teasin’ ya tight lil’ pussy.” He whispered in your ear, his accent getting thicker. “F-Fuck…” You choked out as Finn’s hand drifted lower down, finding your clit.

Without warning, he stopped, and you whined out. “Patience little one, ya don’t want this to be over too soon now do ya?” You pouted and clenched your thighs together, desperate for friction.

“You’re wearing a little too much right now princess, wanna take your shirt off for Daddy?” Roman said, helping you back to your feet.

As soon as you stood up and lifted your shirt, Finn took it from you and threw it across the room. “I ‘ad an idea of how nice these are, not’in like I imagined…” His hands started grabbing at you. “S-sir…” You blushed. “He is right, your ring gear doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” Roman said, eyeing you up and down.

A blush swept across your cheeks. “Thank you Sir.” you smiled standing up and showing off your body. “Look at you babygirl. Is someone’s feeling more confident now?” Roman smirked at you. “Y-yes daddy.” you smiled at him.

Finn pulled down your leggings and panties in one swoop. “Our lil lass has quite the body.” He said kissing down your neck. You bit back a moan as he hit a sweet spot. “Oh no, we wanna hear you,” Roman said, walking towards you. “I wanna hear your sweet little moans while Finn and I take turns fucking you. Do you want that, babygirl?” He looked you up and down and picked you up. Your face turned beet red as you attempted to stammer out a response. “Answer me when I ask you a question slut.” His hand wrapped around your throat, slightly squeezing it, just to test the limits. “Yes daddy. Please fuck me, I’ll be a good girl I promise.”

Roman released his grip on you. “Good girl.” He kissed you gently. “Take off yur pants for me lass, I wanna see that pretty lil pussy.” Finn said, eyeing you up and down. “Yes Sir.” You stood up and turned around so your backside was facing your dream men. Slowly, you pulled down your leggings, revealing your pretty yellow lace panties. “Goddamn that ass is amazing.” Roman said. “Dontcha jus’ wanna spank it ‘nd feel it bounce on yur cock?” Finn added, admiring you. Roman nodded his head in agreement. “Come ‘ere slut. Let me have some fun wit ya first.” Roman got off the bed and sat on the nearby desk chair.

“Ready to have fun with me Sir?” You asked in a sugary innocent tone. “Mhmmm, I’m gonna make ya feel so good.” Finn kissed down your neck, his rough hands grabbing your breasts. A moan escaped your lips as he continued down your body, pulling your panties down with his teeth.

“Doesn’t she have such a pretty pussy Ro?” Finn asked his taller friend, moving out of the way so he can see. “Fuck yes. She looks so tight.” The taller Samoan man groaned out.

Finn lowered his mouth down to your clit, and started slowly licking and swirling his tongue around it. “F-fuck, Sir. That feels so good….” You moved your hands down to his head to pull on his hair when suddenly he stopped. “I didn’ say you could touch me lass. Ro, come hold our lil slut down for me?” “Gladly.” Roman said, using one hand to hold your hands above your head with ease. He used his other hand to start fingering you.

Finn and Roman took turns eating you out, stopping right before you came every time. “I’d rather you cum on my cock like a good little slut.” Roman said. “Get on your hands and knees for me, Y/N. You’re gonna suck Finn’s cock while Daddy fucks you.”

You got in the position Roman requested you in, and mentally prepared yourself. “Are you sure you still want this?” Roman’s entire demeanor changed as he rubbed your back gently. You nodded your head in reassurance and kissed both men on the cheek.

Finn sat up in front of you, rubbing himself. Finn’s was a little skinnier than Roman’s, but what he lacked in width, he definitely made up for in size. “Come on lass, I wan’ that pretty lil mouth back on me.” Finn’s voice was as smooth as butter. You slowly started licking the tip when all of a sudden Roman slammed his hips into yours, forcing you down further onto Finn.

“Mhmmm, you are so tight babygirl,” Roman moaned out in between deep long strokes. You couldn’t help but moan around the Irishman’s cock. “Goddamn Y/N….” Finn moaned with you.

Your body was on fire, nothing felt better than being used by your two best friends. Does that make you a bad person? You were too caught up in the moment to even care about ethics or morals.

You could feel Roman’s thrusts getting sloppier, a loud grunt snapped you out of your inner debate. “Shit�� I’m gonna cum…” “Oi, me too…” Finn moaned in front of you. “Want us to cum for you Princess?”

You eagerly nodded your head. “Pleaseee… Please Daddy & Sir, Haven’t I been a good little whore?” You smirked at them. Roman pulled out of you and finished on your back while Finn released in your mouth.

“That… was amazing.” You said. “We weren’t to ‘ard on ya were we Y/N/N ?” Finn asked, playing with your hair. “No, I actually kinda liked it.”

“We’re about to get to my favorite part though.” Roman said, returning with a towel to wipe your back. “What’s that Ro?”. “The cuddling after.” He plopped down on the bed next to you.

You laid your head on Roman’s chest while Finn had his head on yours. “Goodnight boys.” You drifted to sleep, never wanting this moment to end.

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