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"I told you, his loyalty will always lie with Roman." Kevin stepped up, wanting to convince you of the truth he believed in. Sami whipped his head to Kevin, frustration etched on his face.
"You need to back off, Kevin. This is none of your business," Sami snapped at Kevin, his frustration evident. He needed to get rid of the problem, and Kevin was the one causing problems.
"Oh, it's very much my business when it involves Y/N," Kevin replied, a sly smirk on his face. "I'm just pointing out the obvious, and she deserves to know the truth."
You shot Kevin a venomous glare, your patience wearing thin. "I don't need you to tell me anything. Stay out of our business!"
Jey, still seething with anger, turned his attention back to you. "You need to stop playing these games! I can't have someone who's not fully with me."
You scoffed, not being able to take his accusations any longer. "Games? You're the one starting this whole mess on live television, accusing me of things I haven't done. If you can't trust me, then maybe you need to figure out your own priorities."
You had pushed Jey too much, and he couldn't handle it anymore. He was a hothead at his worst, and his insecurities and your anguish had reached a boiling point.
"And if you can't handle the truth, maybe you need to reconsider being a part of the Bloodline," Jey shot back, his frustration turning into a cold determination, but he regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. The weight of the silence that followed hung heavily in the air, a tangible tension that seemed to echo through the entire arena.
Your brain shut down at the weight of Jey's words. The shock, hurt, and anger collided within you, creating a storm of emotions. Everyone else seemed to fade away, and all that remained was the harsh reality of the words that had just been spoken. The man you loved just told you that he questioned your place in the Bloodline, and in his life. The realization hit you like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, you felt the world around you blur.
Jey's declaration hung in the air like a heavy cloud, and the split screen showed Roman's expression darkening, his eyes narrowing at the unfolding chaos. The tension within the Bloodline had reached a breaking point, and the fractures within the faction seemed irreparable.
Sami's hands on your shoulders steadied you as the weight of Jey's words sank in, but you brushed his hands away, needing a moment to process everything. Jey's face was a mixture of regret and frustration, and he tried to reach out to you, but you stepped back, putting some distance between you and him.
"You really think that?" Your voice was shaky, a mix of hurt and anger lacing your words, and Jey's heart hurt at the sight. He thought airing out his feelings on live television would make things better, but it only seemed to have made everything worse.
Jey's regret was evident, but he struggled to find the right words to mend the damage. "Y/N, I didn't mean it like that. I was just angry, and I—" Jey began to explain, desperation in his voice, but you held up a hand to stop him.
No, Jey. You said what you really felt. Don't try to backtrack now." Your voice wavered with a mixture of emotions. "You wanna act like a big strong man and air out our shit on live TV, fine. But don't expect me to just forgive and forget when you question my loyalty and place in the Bloodline."
Your words were sharp, each one laced with the hurt and betrayal you felt in that moment. Jey stepped closer to you, his eyes pleading for understanding, but you took another step back, the distance between you growing.
"No, you wanna question my loyalty? Fine, then maybe I need to reevaluate my place in the Bloodline and in your life," you declared, your tone resolute.
"No no, no you do not." Sami tried to step in, his frustration evident. "Y/N, don't let this moment define everything. Emotions are high, and Jey didn't mean—"
You cut Sami off, your eyes never leaving Jey's. "No, Sami. He needs to face the consequences of his words. If he questions my loyalty and my place, then maybe it's time for me to make a decision."
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Fall Out || Fem!Reader [Izabella Bardot] x Damian Priest - Pt. 1
A/N: *snickers* all I had in brain was angst and with the ideas I got, it'll make perfect for this to be long and to have continuations. Expect another part or two in the next couple days after I get to requests. Have fun!
Word Count: 1,596
Summary: You've always been the one to cause issues, finding the solace in making your opponents and rivals second guess or become over-emotional. You tangle yourself into a rivalry with Rhea as your team feuded with the men of TJD, and in turn, always managing to find a way to get under their skin, especially Damian's. At least, you hoped you would...
All (permanent) characters in Pt. 1: Izabella Bardot [Main character] Grayson Waller, Randy Orton, Kevin Owens, Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, Finn Balor, Damian Priest.
It was another Monday Night Raw, another night listening to my teammates talk and bicker in my locker room as I pull my boots up, tying them as I listened to them. I sit up a few moments later, leaning my elbows on my knees, looking up to the three of them.
For as much as they bickered, they worked well together, even with them being extremely hotheaded and easy to anger. With this little bickering session, Grayson stood between Randy and Kevin as they argued, always acting as their mediator.
This was apparently their way of figuring out how we wanted to deal with the Judgement Day. As if we weren't equipped with the tools to do so already. Leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms, just listening to Randy and Kevin's arguments.
As much they fought about little things like this, you'd think I'd honestly find them annoying. That'd be quite the opposite. I found it comical, always having a smile broken out on my face as I'd watch on. I made it a thing to step in if it went way too long, of course, just so they'd divert their attention back to the match - and actually not waste energy on yelling each others head off.
After a few good minutes of listening to them, and Grayson shooting me a pleading look for help, I finally speak up. "Hey. We're not here to continuously fight or bicker with each other." Kevin goes to open his mouth again, but I tilt my head slightly from where I sat. He stopped before even starting, a small snort leaving Randy, who also quieted after seeing the look on my face.
Grayson, once the two other men hushed, looked to me, his brows furrowing slightly. "Ya gonna be out there with us at ringside, right?" I roll my eyes slightly, even though his tone was one of worry. Standing up, I walk over, my shoulder leaning into Randy's arm a bit. His arm snakes around my shoulders, my eyes staying on Grayson.
"I always am, aren't I?"
I could see the nerves that had Grayson in a vice grip, as all four of us stood in the gorilla. He had never been the type to be so nervous, always noted as the other, mostly, level headed member of the group. Kevin must've seen and registered this too, his hand giving Grayson a reassuring clap on the shoulder, a half smile pulling at the corner of his lips.
Randy's frame seemingly towered over me as he stood behind me, wrapping wrist tape around his wrists and hands. His gaze, after what felt like a good few minutes of drilling into the back of my head, looks to Grayson. "You'll be good. We're gonna be out there with you." Always blunt and to the point, Randy was.
A faint smile crossed Grayson's face nonetheless with the reassurance from us. The smile slowly fades for a split second as Kevin's theme goes first, hearing the crowds almost deafening cheers as soon as it hit, and he came out. Following suite a few seconds later, Grayson goes out with his theme, meeting Kevin at the stage.
You'd expect it not to be such a loud pop whenever Randy's theme would play, but the crowd always proved you wrong. At that point, with my first step out to the gaze of the crowd, I threw my gimmick on, a wide, yet sly smile on my face as I walked out with Randy. His fingers were intertwined with mine, before letting them go after a few seconds as I walked out in front of him a couple steps, him following me.
It didn't take me long to look away from the crowd around us as we made our way to the ring, my gaze connecting with Damian for a split second, before sliding over to Rhea, who stood in ring with the three other members of Judgement Day. One would think she'd kill with the looks she doled out to others.
I lift my hand, waving with my fingers to her, and partially to Damian, Finn and Dominik's eyes fixated on the other three in my group. Damian's jaw was set, an almost permanent seeming scowl on his face, ever since we walked out.
His shoulders rolled back, ripping his eyes from me as Randy let me up the stairs first, Kevin following suite behind him, Grayson electing a different way up, pulling himself to stand up on the ringside.
A little laugh leaves my closed lips, ropes opened for me by Randy. Damian's eyes didn't dare look back at me again, my mission seemingly being effective up to this point in time. Getting under Rhea, Damian, Finn and Dominik's skin, had been a total success so far.
Perhaps my mission had been more than a total success. With the ref not looking, and with Randy and Kevin off the apron and on the ground after Dom and Finn attacked them as Damian went for his finisher to reach the matches end, I pulled Damian off Grayson, canceling the pin just as the ref went for the three count. A grin, and a laugh as a look of complete surprise and anger crossed his face. "What the fuck?" Was all that he let out, his voice an angered yell.
Rhea, just as she looked at the crowd, a smile on her face as she counted along, had missed me pulling Damian off. I wave, once again, my fingers at him, an innocent smile on my face. That had been wiped off my face quick, seeing him move quick as he slid out of the ring fully, fully deciding to chase me then.
A look of fear flashed in my eyes as I took the initiative to run, making sure to run towards where Randy and Kevin were.
As soon I passed Randy, who was already standing up, his body blocked Damian from passing him. "Touch her, and you're dead." When I heard this, I knew it was safe to stop and turn. I laugh lightly, a grin on my face once again.
"Oh, so sorry about that! I didn't mean to do that." My grin still on my face, as I watch Damian, scoffing, his gaze on me for a few seconds. With my eyes on him, I kneel to Kevin, who's sitting up now, on his way to standing. "Get Dom and Finn dealt with, you two."
Randy, looking to Kevin when he called his name, easily registered the look on Kevin's face, as Damian turned to get in the ring before getting counted out. Grayson, on the opposing side of the ring, watched, as he leaned against the middle rope, on one knee.
All it took was Damian to look at me one last time when he got into the ring, then seeing his team taken down from ringside, and Grayson capitalizing on the distraction, hitting Damian with the Rolling Thunder Stunner, and getting the one… two… three count!
Rhea, who was already screaming her head off at Damian, stared in complete shock, with her hands almost resting on her head, before she stuck her hands out at the ref. Grayson, rolling out of the ring, had a huge smile on his face. I ran up, Kevin and Randy following, all three of us smiling. Grayson's arm rested around my shoulders, one of my hands resting on his back, as we walked backwards, the crowd cheering loudly.
Back in my locker room, I packed my duffel bag, my face slack and not full of any emotion, except showing off how tired I had been. I was ready to go to the hotel room. Rest assured, I was due to see someone from TJD as soon as I walked out, all before Randy got back from his locker room.
Sure enough, with my luck, when I opened my locker room door, Rhea and Damian stood a few feet away from me, Damian's arms crossed over his chest, Rhea's hands in her pockets. "Finally coming out of her cave, hm?" Was all I was greeted with from Rhea first.
I snort, as I look the both of them over. "Upset about your match results? Didn't like the taste of your own medicine?" Damian's arms drop as he walks over, his 6 ft 5 in height towering over me like Randy. Yet there was a different feeling to him than Randy. Maybe it was the aura or vibe he gave off.
Damian's eyes trailed me up and down with an unhappy look, crossing my own arms as I leaned back slightly. "You are meddling with the wrong people, chica. If I were you, I'd call my guard dogs off before it becomes a huge regret of yours down the line." His voice was gruff, yet the look in his eyes didn't match up with how he sounded.
"Matter of fact... Next Monday. I'll bury you so far into the ground, perhaps they will back off." Rhea states as she steps up too, an unbelieving laugh leaving my closed lips as I looked at them with an incredulous glint to my eyes.
I didn't think much of it. I never really did. As long as they were boiling because of me... that was all that truly mattered to me in the first place. I watch them leave with one last look, before I go off to find Randy, Grayson and Kevin.
I never told them about the interaction between Rhea, Damian and I...
(to be continued...)
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Tjd x reader where reader becomes the special referee for a match they have
Surprise Surprise
The Judgement Day x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Made up match
The Judgement Day had a 6 man- tag team match with a surprise ref. The match was against Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens and Cody Rhodes. No one except the creative team knew who the surprise ref was.
Adam Pierce had informed them at the start of Raw that the match was official, but it had to have a surprise ref. He wasn’t giving up the information about who it was. The ref could have been anyone they know and don’t know.
The match was coming close and Y/N was talking to Eddie Orengo, another ref who was testing her on the rules. She of course, got all of them right. She couldn’t help but still be nervous. It would be her first night back since her almost career threatening injury.
With lots of recovery and training, she’d be back for good this time. Y/N was getting the black pants and striped shirt on. When a crew member came to get her and lead her to the gorilla. Her theme song was the last being played. The boys avoided each other without a ref, which was surprising. Why was even more shocking was that Y/N was their surprise ref.
Rhea moves out of the ring to ringside, Cody’s jacket comes off, and the briefcase was handed to Rhea. Y/N made sure both boys that were starting the match were ready before signaling for the bell to ring. Cody and Damian were staring off the match.
They were both starting off strong. No shenanigans, yet it was too early into the match for them. Cody was reaching towards Sami or Kevin’s hand, but was being pulled back by Damian. Damian brought Cody to his corner tagging in Finn, who took over for Damian.
After a few hits and kicks, Finn pins Cody. Y/N moves down to the mat, slapping it one time, then another. Cody kicks out. Y/N puts up two fingers to the times keeper area before focusing on the match again.
Cody manages to tag in Sami. Sami is fired up and just gives Finn hell. He pins Finn, but Finn kicks out at Two. Both of the guys start going at each other again. Sami is put into The Judgement Day’s corner and held there. A tag was made. Finn tagged Dominik in. The man didn’t do as much damage as Finn, but he still did a fair amount. Sami tags in Kevin while Dom tags Damian in.
Few minutes later
The match had been going on for a while now, and just as Y/N suspected, Rhea was going to get involved. However, Y/N didn’t see anything that happened to Kevin, but she assumed it was Ripley. Rhea did also distract Y/N by flirting with her, while the boys did use Damian's briefcase.
Out of the corner of Y/N’s eyes, she saw Damian pin Kevin. She had never moved that quick in a while. She had hit the mat…
One
Two
Three.
Damian had done it. He won the match. The boys all stood in a line, while Y/N raised Dominik and Finn’s hand. Rhea made her way up to her boys, congratulating them. Y/N had to check to make sure Kevin, Cody and Sami were all okay and they were.
Y/N was basically done with her job. She made her way down the ramp, leaving The Judgement Day in the ring. The young girl encountered Eddie Orengo again. He was just informing her how she did good and remembered all the rules. After she left him, The Judgement Day was behind her. She smiled up at her lovers.
“Why didn’t you tell us you were coming back,” Rhea says, kissing her.
“Surprise?” Y/N laughs.
“Well, I mean, I would have liked to know,” Damian says, putting his arm around her and walking back to the dressing room.
“Hey, I could have let Sami, Kev, and Cody win,” she replies.
“You wouldn’t dare,” Dominik gasps.
“Try me,” Y/N giggles.
Finn comes up behind Y/N and gives her a big hug with a kiss on the cheek. Then the rest of them join in, so it’s a big group hug. Y/N didn’t mind that. She had spent a long time away from her partners.
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you’re a bandit like me
Part 5 of ‘the sweetest con’
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader
Word Count: 1.3k
<- PART FOUR
“Where do you want me?” she asked, looking at me with wide eyes.
I floundered for a moment, then cleared my throat.
“You can stay and observe the interrogation. I’ll need a pair of eyes on the other side,” I managed to get out, embarrassed by the slip up.
She didn’t seem to notice.
“Okay,” she nodded, then moved closer with a smirk, shoulder brushing against mine, “You don’t trust Mr. Police Chief either, huh?”
I snorted. “Sometimes the level of professionalism I have to show is exhausting. That’s all I’ll say on the matter.”
She laughed, not moving away. I took in a deep breath, looking ahead through the two-way mirror at the suspect. He was starting to get fidgety.
“I think he’ll be easy,” she said, voicing my thoughts. “He’s already kind of freaking out.”
“He is. Another minute, then I’ll start in.”
“If anyone can get this guy to crack in a minute or less it’s you,” she noted with a chuckle.
I raised a brow, looking at her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Dude definitely doesn’t want to be challenged. You’ll throw off the balance he wants to keep by being the most dominant person in the room.”
I hummed, not sure how to respond to that in the right way. My silence didn’t stop her from going on.
“Plus,” she added, “You totally embody the agent vibe better than anyone on the team, and that alone freaks people out.”
“It does?”
“In the best way,” she said with a smile.
The door to the observation room opened, and she took a step away from me as the police chief walked in. I decided that would be the right time for me to enter the interrogation room, though not without the wishes of luck from her first.
“Good afternoon,” I greeted the suspect.
He stared at me, his eyes set hard and angry. I saw his jaw clench as his fists did the same. Sweat was appearing on his forehead, and his breathing had begun to increase as I walked up to the table and sat down.
“I’d like to talk about Jessica Davis,” I said after a beat of looking through the files. “You knew her.”
“And?” he asked, voice gruff.
“She’s dead, and we have eye witness reports that you were harassing her at the bar the night before her body was found.”
He scoffed. “You have a screwed up definition of harassment.”
“You made several unwanted advances.”
“You act like she didn’t love the attention.”
I looked at him, setting my brow. He stared back, only getting angrier as I stated the information. That would be my in.
“Do you really think a woman like Jessica would want attention from someone like you?”
His face reddened. “Every woman wants someone like me.”
“Did Katie Owens? Or Carrie Santiago?” I raised a brow. “Because we also have accounts of those women repeatedly turning you down as well.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he gritted out.
I smirked, shaking my head. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe every woman in this town would actually love to be involved with an unemployed forty-year-old who lives in a shoe box apartment. I can imagine they fall at your feet. Right?”
“They wanted it,” his voice raised. “I’m a god in this town.”
“Maybe when you were a high school football star. What exactly have you accomplished since then?”
He slammed his hands on the table. “They were lucky to go home with me.”
“If you’re going to lie, at least try to make it believable. There’s no way they went home with you,” I said, purposely dismissive.
“They did,” his voice raised again, “They wanted every second of it.”
“Every second of what?” I asked quickly, matching his tone and volume.
“All of it.”
“All of what, Kevin? Your matchbox car collection?”
“They had a great time, and when I was done with them—“
“As if you’d get that far,” I interrupted.
“Their last seconds with me were the happiest of their lives. They should feel honored that I was the last thing they ever saw,” he yelled out.
I stared, letting his confession sink in. The red in his face remained, though he shrunk into his seat, eyes wildly searching the room.
“No. I didn’t mean that,” he muttered.
“You said it. That’s it,” I replied calmly, standing. “You’re no longer a god. You won’t be taking any more lives.”
“No.”
With that, I left. I opened the door to the eyes of both of the onlookers glued to me.
“Holy narcissism, Batman,” she said, a slight smile on her face. “Talk about a god complex.”
“You were spot on with that assessment,” I said back, matching her facial expression.
“How’d you know?” the chief asked, confusion on his face.
“As I told you, the profile works,” I replied, glad to be able to politely put him in his place.
He nodded, looking away before he exited the room. She watched me the whole time, relishing with me in the fact that he was a little bit defeated by the accuracy of the profile.
“By the way,” she started. “That was like almost three minutes. I think you’re losing your touch.”
I scoffed a laugh. “I’d like to see you do it.”
“On second thought, you did great,” she said after a beat, a smile on her face again.
We walked out the precinct that day feeling triumphant, and, luckily for me, seeming to have forgotten about the thing I’d said a few nights ago that almost sounded like a confession. She thought I was great in interrogation for getting answers so quickly when all she had to do to have me spilling out words was ask one question.
I was beginning to see that we were more similar than either of us had realized.
We sat on the jet in silence. I started on paperwork, and she sat across from me, staying up against my wishes just to keep me company as the others slept.
“What’s on your mind? I know you can read faster than that,” she stated, lounging in her seat.
I glanced up, not answering as I looked back to the papers.
She leaned forward, taking them from me before I could protest. She stared at me with an expectant look, very amused with her own actions.
I sighed. “Why does something have to be on my mind? Maybe I just zoned out.”
“You don’t zone out. That brain of yours is always running, I’m sure of it.”
I chuckled, sitting back. “How do you know?”
“I know everything,” she said with a shrug.
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Then what am I thinking about? If you know everything.”
She stared for a moment. “Probably Jack. I’m sure you miss him and want to see him.”
“That’s part of it.”
“The other part is,” she started, then trailed, waiting a beat, “you’re really in the mood for the Mexican place by my apartment.”
I raised a brow. “I’ve never eaten there.”
“Okay, that might be my stomach speaking for me,” she admitted, laughing as she placed the papers back on the table between us. “I think if you had eaten there, you’d be thinking about it.”
“I’ll have to try it sometime.”
I started reaching for my work, but was quickly interrupted again as she spoke.
“How about tonight? It’s open till midnight, and it’s only nine now.”
My eyes flitted back up to see her, though I didn’t yet have a response.
“If you like tacos, of course,” she added.
The ghost of a smirk came to my face. “I do.”
“Great!” she said, straightening up. “That’ll satisfy my craving, and help keep you out of the house or the office.”
I scoffed humorously. “Ouch.”
“Come on, it’ll be good for you.”
“Maybe,” I admitted.
“When we touch down, I’ll allow half an hour for whatever you’ve got to do. Then, we are getting out of there,” she said with a smile, standing. “Tea?”
“Please. The gr—“
“Green tea with a spoonful of honey. I know,” she finished the request for me with a light laugh, then walked away to get our mugs.
NEXT PART ->
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♥︎~Dada's Ok..~♥︎
{Rating: Fluff, Implied Smut ;)}
{Warnings: Swearing, Crying, Y/N being a good mom, Cody Getting his head smashed open by the rock, Blood, Emma Panicking for her Dada, Kissing}
{Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Fem!Mother!Reader}
{Summary: Emma Traveled with her Mama & Dada, Only for the Rock to beat Cody up outside the bus that literally has his Fiancée and Adopted Child in it.}
It was the ending for RAW, Y/N and Emma were waiting for Cody. Y/N watched the TV in the bus as Cody got attacked by the Rock
"Mama!! Dada is getting hurt!!" Emma sobbed
Y/N cuddled the child into her arms, a loud thump was heard outside the bus..
It was Cody, He was already in enough pain from the gash over his head, but the rock insisted on hitting him with a stupid belt
Y/N suddenly opened the door to the bus, shocking the rock, he could hear Emma sobbing faintly.
"She crying because her daddy got hurt?" The rock asked
"No! She's crying because your fucking stupid ass hitting Cody against the bus woke her up! She's gonna be moody all day tomorrow now great!" Y/N seethed
"Big deal, kid can go without a couple hours of sleep." The Rock Sighed
"It's fucking 11:56pm at night, Emma is gonna cry all day tomorrow if she doesn't get enough sleep, go scurry off back to the bloodline now, I'm sure you don't need a bawling child at the Kickoff to WrestleMania Weekend Conference." Y/n Spoke
"Alright whatever, I have to go get ready for the Hall of fame anyways." The Rock rolled his eyes
The Rock then walked back into the Building, Y/N stepped out of the Tour bus to get Cody back up
"Codes, ya need medical attention. Your bleeding pretty bad.." Y/n sighed
Cody was still pretty woozy from the hits to the head, but he trusted Y/N's words
"Alright... Come on.." Cody Spoke, Begrudgingly to Y/N
Y/N and Him got to Medical, and Y/n had to go back because of Emma
"Mama?" Emma Called Out
"Nope you little silly, I'm your uncle Kevin" Kevin Owens Smiled at the little one
"Kev? What are you doing?" Y/N asked
"Oh. Sami saw what happened with Cody and the rock, so he sent me to watch Emma while you spent some time with Cody-" Kevin Said
"Oh, well I'll be good. Just go watch Codes for me.. I gotta get little Emily to bed-" Y/N spoke
Kevin Hastily headed towards medical after Y/N let him out of the bus
"Mama? Is.. Dada.." Emma tried to speak
"Emmy, Baby.. Dada's Gonna be Ok.. he's getting all patched up, you need to sleep though" Y/N reassured the Toddler
Emma couldn't help but panic for her Dada, he was still in the arena..
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"Emmy, Time to Wake up sweetie! We gotta get ready for the Hall Of Fame Event" Y/N Smiled tenderly
"Ok Mama.." Emma Sighed
"Aww, there's my little girl!" Cody Spoke
"Dada!" Emma ran towards Cody in excitement
"Dada's Ok, See Emma?" Y/N Hummed
Y/N sat back down while Cody played with the Toddler
"What do you want for breakfast kiddo?" Cody Asked
"Pancakes" Emma Said
Cody looked a little stunned
"Don't worry Codes, My mom used to live in Philadelphia, there's a Burger King across the street from the arena, in the plaza. I'll order it in my app and sprint there-" Y/N sighed
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Cody and Y/N Sat and snuggled together as Emma ate her pancakes and watched a cartoon on Y/N's Phone.
"I love Emma so much" Y/n spoke
"I really wish I could have another kid-"
"Why wait? We could start now."
"Ye- CODY!" Y/N Tapped Cody's head
"Not infront of Emma!" Y/N jokingly shouted
"It's 10:35am let's go, we gotta go to a meet and greet-" Cody changed the subject
"Alright." Y/N said
"C'mon Emmy, Uncle Jey and Uncle Kevin will be there too" Cody said, Picking up the 6 year old
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Can I have a Damian Priest x Fem reader with the prompt "I wanted to make you proud but I just got in your way" i need some emotional fluff because i am sad right now
of course, love! i'm wishing you all the happiness and love in the world :)
always proud // damian priest x fem!reader
prompt: "i wanted to make you proud, but i just got in your way"
Readers POV
The plan had been carefully crafted so that however I chose to interfere with Damian's match, he would win. But, then it went terribly wrong. I ran out to the ring in hopes of performing a simple distraction for Cody Rhodes, his opponent, but throughout a whirl of bodies, Damian ended up getting speared and pedigreed. The American Nightmare took the win as I laid dazed in the corner.
In the midst of the brawl, Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn had come out to help Cody in defense of me coming to help Damian. As waves of pain pounded through my head, I concluded that one of them must have knocked me into a turnbuckle in order for Cody to take advantage of the three on one scenario.
I faintly listened to Cody's theme playing throughout the arena, hot tears beginning to gather in my eyes as I realized what happened. I screwed up Damian's match. Weak and slow, I stood up from the mat and looked toward Priest to see how he was doing. He was still lying on the mat, but he was quickly starting to become more alert. I held back my tears and attempted to put on a brave face as I approached the intimidating man.
"Damian?" I carefully kneeled next to him, cautiously placing a gentle hand on his cheek. Unsure of where his emotions were at, I didn't want to be overbearing. "Are you okay?"
"Let's just get outta here." He grumbled while pulling himself to his feet. Staring at the ground, I followed him backstage, prepared for an angry lecture at any time. We walked into the empty Judgment Day dressing room and I watched the tall man move throughout the room with a tense demeanor. I could feel the tears welling up again.
"Damian, I'm really sorry." I sniffled. I looked down at my feet, missing the way he whipped his head around to stare at me.
His footsteps approached me before his warm hand gently lifted my face to meet his. "Sweetheart..." His thumbs swiped at my tears and tucked strands of hair behind my ears. "It's okay."
"No, it's not! We made a fool proof plan so you would win the match and I still messed it up. You lost because of me!" I cried as the tears poured down my cheeks. Damian sighed as he took in my emotional state, pulling me into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry. I wanted to make you proud, but I just got in the way."
"Baby, you didn't get in the way. The plan was for you to come out and help me. You did your part perfectly. It was those two idiots who messed everything up. " He kissed the top of my head, petting my hair to calm me down. "You made me very proud. You always do, mi amor." His hand tilted my chin up so he could kiss my lips, holding me tight against his chest. "But, Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn? They're dead. I saw them knock your pretty head against the turnbuckle." His eyes searched for any obvious signs of injury on my head, wiping any remaining tears in the process.
"I'm fine, Damian. I think I got a little dazed, but other than that, I'm okay." I softly smiled at him, easing his rising anger at the other two men.
"Fine. But, I'm gonna beat their asses next time they step in the ring with me." He grumbled.
"I expect nothing less, Papi." I giggled, a smirk rising on his lips at the nickname.
Damian jokingly raised his eyebrows and gave me a knowing look. "Oh? Well, I hope I live up to your expectations, princesa."
"Of course you do! I hope I live up to yours as well." I added softly, relaxing as his knuckles gently ran across my cheek.
"Always, pretty girl. I'm so proud of you." He said, kissing me deeply and passionately.
#wwe#the judgement day#damian priest#damian priest x reader#damian priest angst#damian priest fluff#fanfiction#request#wwe x reader#wwe fluff
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Spoiled
(Kevin Owens x Fem!Reader)
Warning: Fluff then Smut, Praising, Kissing, Pussy Eating, and P in V i think that's it
Kevin had been spoiling you all day with gifts; he even cooked dinner for you two. Now it was close to almost the end of your birthday, and Kevin wanted to spoil you more, but with sex.
Kevin was kissing you, and of course you were kissing back. "Tonight is all about you; I'm going to do all the work." He smiled at you, and you smiled back. Kevin undressed you, kissing down your stomach to your thighs. He began to eat you out.
You moan, gripping Kevin's hair, his tongue skillfully moving. Your head fell back. God, he was making you feel so loved.
Kevin groaned as you pulled his hair. His tongue moved fast. He was bringing you close to your orgasm.
You came all over Kevin's tongue. He swallowed every last drop. Kevin got undressed. He thrust into you, keeping his thrusts the way you liked them.
Kevin groaned as he thrust into you, letting out soft moans and scratching his back. He kissed you, and you kissed back.
You both came together. Kevin smiled and said, "Happy birthday, baby." and you smiled, tired. "Thank you, baby."
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Can i have Kevin Owens x Fem reader where they shower or have a bath together with the prompts Peppering tender kisses along their exposed shoulder + Listening about their day whilst lightly massaging the knots in their back I need more fluff with this man
~~~𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆~~~
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𝑲𝒆𝒗���𝒏 𝑶𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ^owner of gif
𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓
𝒂/𝒏: 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆<𝟑 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚<𝟑𝟑
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏, 𝒌𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇
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Y/n lets out a deep sigh as she settles down in the warm water in the bathroom tub with her boyfriend, Kevin. She had just gotten off of work like he had just gotten home after being on the plane for 2 hours.
“How was the flight?” She asked as she leans her head back on his chest, feeling his tattooed arms wrap around her front.
Kevin sighs and leans down to give her kisses on her shoulder as he speaks. “Would have been way better if you were there. Assholes just don’t know when to sit the hell down.” She feels him shake his head at the memory of him arguing with someone who wouldn’t sit down when told to. “Tell me about your day…”
She feels herself smile. She knew when he asks how about her day, he really means what she did from morning to now. That’s what she loves about him. No matter how tired he is, he always made time to listen to her day.
“I woke up at my normal time, 12:00. I got up and cleaned myself up in the bathroom before going downstairs to make something to eat then brush my teeth again…”
Kevin listens to her intently as he trails his hand in and grips on her waist, pushing his thumb against her lower back and starts massaging her as best as he can with his thumbs. To him, this was the best part of his day. Coming back from work right when she comes back from work, bathing together in the bathroom, and listening to her talk about her day and what she did. He made sure it wasn’t something simple as,
“Oh just fine,”
“it was ok,”
“meh.”
None of that.
He wanted to hear her talk and talk. While she does, he makes sure that any tension in her body is gone.
He hums along to what she says as he leans down and gives her shoulder kisses, continuing to massage her back.
Y/n lays back on him, “and now here i am, ending my day with you.”
Kevin leads his kisses up her shoulder, to her neck, and landing on her lips. She smiles into the kiss as he pulls away.
“And that’s the best part of my day.”
#wwe imagine#wwe raw#wwe smackdown#wwe x reader#wwe one shot#wwe superstars#kevin owens x reader#kevin owens imagines#kevin owens#wwe kevin owens#kevinowens
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Rhea Ripley request pls
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Where I wanted to be
Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Fem reader
Description: After low points in your life, you are finally at the point in life you desperately hoped for
Everything in your life had finally fallen into the place you wanted it to, it was peaceful, calm, and just happy after so many different things that happened. You have been through so much throughout your life from abuse, anxiety, depression, trust issues, and a near death experience to abandonment, panic disorder, and grief of not just of people you cared about passing away but also people you thought cared about you leaving you when you needed people around you to just be by your side and care that all changes slowly as you meet each of your friends from Jey Uso, Sasha Banks, Kevin Owens, Bayley, Rey Mysterio, Becky Lynch, and Solo Sikoa to Liv Morgan, Dom Mysterio, Raquel Rodriguez, Damian Priest, and many other people in wwe but Rhea Ripley was different from the beginning after meeting through damian and liv a few months into your career. After the next five months, the two of you began to have feelings for each other and asked each other out to dinner and after a couple of more dates the two of you announced your relationship to everyone who was absolutely overjoyed at their two friends together noticing the immediate change of your behavior and seeing you smile much more being brought out of your thoughts by rhea gently wrapping her arms around your waist placing a kiss on your temple "Whatcha thinking baby?" you hold her hands as you feel nothing but unconditional love in the simple moment "Just how we met and the past three years" she smiles pulling you into a tender kiss as she sits behind you with her chin on your shoulder occasionally looking at the yellow ring adorned on your finger showing the next step of your life not just as a person but your new life with rhea ever since the two of you met and the course of your relationship together "This is where I wanted to be and now..I am finally here, I know i wouldn't be here without you" rhea feels her heart melt as you hold each other sweetly.
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My Sweet Angel
Pairing: Sami Zayn x Fem Reader
Summary: Based off my previous fic Heaven:
Keeping their relationship a secret considering the reader is the younger sister of Jimmy, Jey, and Solo, things get tough for Sami and the reader's relationship, having to make a big choice when things implode...
Warnings: Swearing (Sorry if there's any typos I literally just whipped this up quick asf because I saw the opportunity lmao)
Word Count: 1.9k
Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @melissahausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linzi-land @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @legit9thlunaticwarrior @seeingstarks @rubyred1980 @alexisquinnlee-bc
I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:
Ever since that night in my hotel room, Sami and I kept it behind my family's back, but we were as close as close could get. Not leaving each other's sides, always laughing and putting smiles on each other's faces, he even started calling me his little angel, which always made my heart flutter.
My heart was filled with such strong emotions and overflowed just by looking at him. With all that emotion came a great price though.
Anxiety nor paranoia could even describe how I felt when Roman was around. Thankfully, I didn't have to worry as much considering my older brother Jey finally loosened up and became friends with Sami. But Roman was always questioning him, testing him, and when Tribal Court came?
Jey was my savior that day, protecting Sami from Solo's attack and Roman's accusations. I knew there was nothing I could do. Like any of them would listen, but I was so grateful Jey knew that things weren't right.
Deep down inside, I knew this wasn't over. After having my own title match, I was informed only Sami and Paul would be going out with Roman during the main event. My heart instantly dropped. I tried to shower and watch the women's rumble match, considering the winner could very well be my next opponent.
But I couldn't stop worrying. Jumping at the knock on my door:
"Hey, my angel. You in there?"
"Coming!" I rushed to the door, Sami trying to smile for me, but I could tell that he was worried sick just like me. We both knew tonight was going to be rough.
"I just wanted to give you a hug before I go out there with Roman," He whispered softly, knowing that he really needed some kind of comfort, that I gladly gave him with a tight hug:
"You listen to me. Don't do a thing out there. Don't talk to either of them, just let them wrestle. Okay? This is Roman's fight. Not yours."
"I will, angel," I could even hear his hurt through his voice, wanting to take it away, squeezing him tight before I picked up my head to kiss:
"And just be careful. Please."
He only nodded, pressing his lips a little harder and it nearly put me in tears. He kissed me as if it were the last chance he'd get to. Watching him walk away, I let those few tears fall, but having to clean myself up as I heard my phone, seeing Jimmy's contact pop up.
Jimmy, Solo, and Jey had me come to their locker room to watch the match and it had me on the edge of my seat. Kevin Owens was no push over and how he kept kicking out was mind blowing. All till Roman speared him through the barricade.
That was the beginning of the end. Roman beating the back of his head against the steel steps, getting him in the ring and I couldn't even watch Roman get the pin as Solo was at the door walking out, "Let's go."
I never felt my heart race so quickly, making our way out to the ring with Roman in the center, titles held high, Sami just staring at us like a plea for help.
Just the look Roman gave to Jimmy, Jey, and Solo had me swallowing a breath. Jumping into the ring just to start beating the shit out of Kevin. He wasn't exactly a friend of mine or anything, but superkick after superkick, just a straight up beat down, it was hard for even me to watch.
If things couldn't get any worse, Roman's laughs caught my attention, handcuffs jingling in each of his hands. I never felt so scared and useless, just standing in the corner, watching Kevin get handcuffed to the ropes, completely defenseless and taking even more superkicks from Jimmy and Jey.
I couldn't watch anymore, but looking and seeing Roman putting the chair in Sami's hands, screaming at him:
"DO IT! HIT HIM!"
We all knew that deep down inside, Sami cared for Kevin, and I wanted to grab them both and just book it out of there, but Sami tried to deescalate the situations, telling Roman this wasn't worth his time, just for Roman to yell even louder:
"I WON'T SAY IT AGAIN!"
There was no way out of this, Roman standing before Kevin Owens as Sami stood behind him with the chair and for a moment, Sami stared at me in the corner, as if he was telling me that he was sorry, filling the entire arena with gasps when the chair smacked Roman's back.
I started shaking so hard, seeing the looks on Jimmy and Solo's faces, just to watch Sami eat one of the nastiest superkicks Jimmy's ever delivered. Covering my mouth, I could only watch in the corner, Jimmy and Solo taking turns beating up Sami.
Roman made it to his feet and I thought I had some hope when he pointed at Sami, commanding Jey to join in on the beating, but Jey didn't move.
"Jey, please-" I whispered, but the crowd's roar blocked out my words, everyone in even more shock as Jey shook his head and left the ring, clearly fighting some hard feelings.
All that did was piss Roman off even more, taking the chair again, and that's when I couldn't just stand there anymore. I refused to stand here and watch Roman do this.
The crowd was almost deafening when I ran over to Sami, hugging his body and bracing myself for an impact, Roman going to swing, but leaving the chair in the air. Staring at me confused.
"Y/N, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Just stop this! Please!" I pleaded, shaking my head and trying to fight the tears, but I failed miserably, crying horribly, "Roman, please!"
"And why should I?!" Things just went from horrible to worse, Roman trying to yank me away from Sami's limp body, but I was hugging him so tight that I wouldn't budge, "He claims he's, our family?!" He just hit me with this damn chair! He ain't our family!"
"Yeah! BUT HE'S MY BABY!" I screamed so loud that it strained my voice, silence falling with all eyes on me. Now I was the one who was pissed, eyes staring a hole through Roman, "I love him, and I won't let you do this to him!"
Jimmy and Solo only exchanged looks, not sure what to do, and Roman was having none of it, laughing at me:
"You? You were the 'angel' I heard him talk about before?"
"I am," I huffed, sending the crowd crazy as I stood up tall, measuring up Roman, glaring, "And if you try to hurt him again. You're going to deal with me."
"Jimmy! Solo!"
"Angel, please," I turned my head for only a second when I felt Sami's hand around my ankle, desperately trying to pick himself up, but I kept protecting him, not sure if Jimmy and Solo were going to listen to Roman:
"Jimmy! Solo! Get your sister, NOW!"
"Sis-" Jimmy at least didn't want to do this, taking my hand softly, but when I tried to snatch it away, Solo was at my other, both pulling me into a hug that I couldn't break.
"I WILL NEVER FORGIVE ANY ONE OF YOU! STOP!"
Damn them for having such a tight grip, no matter how hard I trashed and kicked, I couldn't escape Jimmy and Solo, crying and screaming while Roman smacked Sami with the chair. Over and over till his body was motionless. Looking dead against the mat.
I literally couldn't breathe, and Jimmy let his guard down because of that, trying to calm me down:
"Y/N, it's-"
"Fuck you!" I cried angrily, elbowing him hard so that I was free and running back to Sami's body, a death stare locking into Roman's eyes while he stood over us, having the damn nerve to smile.
The crowd was chanting exactly what I was thinking, "Fuck you, Roman!" Never heard such loud boos and screaming in an arena before. I had never been so hurt and Roman deserved to get hit with that chair after everything he'd done.
"And don't worry, I'm not finished with you, either," Roman's authority meant nothing to me now, his words meaningless and I made sure he knew as I growled back:
"Go to hell."
I refused to let Sami go till they were out of the ring and out of my sight, a bit relieved when he finally started to move, medical personnel tending to him and Kevin. Just to prove my loyalty to them as well, I already had Sami's arm wrapped around me once he was out of the ring, but I look Kevin's too, strong enough to be a base for both of them.
"You know," Kevin huffed, even while beat up, smiling at him, "You got yourself one hell of a girl, Sami."
Sami didn't say a word, but I could see the small smile through his hair, parting ways once we were in the back and I made sure that the medical personnel checked him thoroughly, needing to make sure that he wasn't hurt.
He did need his midsection wrapped up and with the time given, I moved like the wind to get all our stuff out of my locker room and made sure Roman nor my brothers were there, Jey nowhere to be found either.
I was out of breath and panting when I got back to Sami in the ME office, looking and listening to his soft voice:
"Come here, angel."
Great, here came the tears again as I came and hugged him softly, the scene of Roman beating him with that chair burned into my mind, all I could do was cry.
Sami hugged me back as tightly as he could, head against mine as he whispered, "I'm gonna be alright, okay? I'm sorry that I started all these problems with your family-"
"No, Sami," Picking my head up and wiping away my tears so he could see the seriousness in my eyes, "Roman damn well knows that what he did was unfair to you. Roman and my brothers have used you, worked you like a dog, and I understand how you feel about Kevin. Roman deserved to get hit with that chair, but you did not deserve what he just did to you."
I had to step away again and breathe, wiping away more tears. All I could think about was beating Roman's ass myself, but Sami pulled me back into another hug, fighting his own tears:
"Kevin's right. I sure have one hell of a girl."
"I'd fight my brothers, I'd fight Roman," I sniffled, holding his forehead to mine and crying, "I'd fight the whole damn world for you, Sami. I wish I could've done more. It makes me feel like shit."
"I got myself into this mess with Roman, okay?" Picking his head up and being strong for me, he made sure to look into my eyes while assuring, "And we will get out of it. I promise. Don't beat yourself up over this."
Nodding softly, I just hugged him again, needing the comfort, and as always, he knew how to make me smile some, praising me:
"Also, I've never seen someone so badass stand up to Roman like that."
"I should've kicked him in the dick now that I think about it," I tried making myself laugh and it helped somewhat, not as much as what I heard next:
"You did all you could with the odds stacked against you, and I love you even more for that, my sweet angel."
"I love you too, Sami," Voice breaking down on me while my hands cradled his face, kissing softly, "I love you so much."
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Haunted. | [Chapter Five, Mid-Chapter]
Pairing(s): Kevin Owens x Fem!Zayn!Reader, Solo Sikoa x Fem!Zayn!Reader
Warning(s): Explicit Language
Word Count: 2,905
Chapter Summary: The Bloodline have another discussion about Sami Zayn's younger sister while on the way to their hotel for the weekend. Roman and Solo have some very interesting private thoughts about their soon-to-be newest member.
Link(s): AO3, Masterlist
Note(s): This was a really fun chapter to write out! I feel like I did a decent job showing the relationships within The Bloodline, but please let me know if you disagree. As always, feel free to leave feedback/ideas/discussion!
Tag(s): @crowleysqueenofhell @raeluvshammett @mohawkmama
The inside of the limousine is nothing short of impressive: white and brown leather seats, an entire mini bar filled with the finest liquors, and custom lighting controls. Even with five men lining the innards, there is no lack of space for them to stretch out after a long night; something that Roman is, though entitled to have, grateful to have — nothing would be worse than being cramped after a long night.
Roman sits in the middle of the seating, as per his usual, with a strong whiskey in hand and his legs outstretched. Despite not having a match on Smackdown, he is tired; the on-going issue with Sami’s sister is something that has been more stressful than anticipated with her unusual stubbornness. It doesn’t make sense as to why she is so defiant; she is being offered the opportunity of a lifetime at the side of The Bloodline, especially as someone so new to the challenge of being televised, and yet she continues to spit at the offer.
Truthfully, though, the younger Zayn being so very headstrong is almost commendable. Her determination to be her own person, to fight through the highs and lows of becoming a fan-favorite, reminds Roman of himself when he was younger; he struggled desperately to be the one that the crowd adored for a very, very long time. He did everything by the books, and he was good, but where did that get him? The crowd rejected him — hated him. Now, with the same determination that condemned him put into himself rather than the crowd, he commands respect. Sami’s sister could have all of that without the struggle. She would.
Sami’s sister would have the rise to fame that Roman should have had when he joined the main roster; she would be on top of the world with no bumps, no foolish determination pushing her to nothing. Championships, luxury, and money would be near meaningless in the piles that she would have — in exchange for her undying loyalty and obedience to The Bloodline. Her dominance over the women’s division, among many other things, would be crucial to her necessity; of course, this would take time to build given her greenery, but he could be patient. Having both Zayn siblings so indebted to him is too invaluable to be impatient about.
“I have to admit,” Roman breaks the silence in the limousine as it begins moving, “I’m impressed with your sister, Sami.”
Sami, who is sitting next to Solo on the farthest side of the limousine, looks up from the floor with a nervous smile. “Yeah?” He asks, almost sounding in disbelief.
Roman nods, taking a long sip of his whiskey. “I think we all expected her to be a little upset about the whole championship thing with Kevin, but coming out with that sledgehammer? She could have taken care of our Kevin Owens problem all on her own if she wasn’t stopped,” he almost laughs as he speaks, though he instead turns to glare at Solo.
“I’ve certainly never seen her so angry,” Sami agrees, eyes following Roman’s to Solo. Sami frowns, looking away rather quickly; the last thing he wants to do is upset the man sitting beside him for the next hour or so.
“And even in all of that anger, she still made the choice to allow Solo to keep his undefeated streak.” Roman turns his attention back to Sami. “That’s growth — growth in the span of hours.”
Jimmy nods in agreement. “It was crazy out there, dawg. I ain’t ever seen Little Zayn so aggressive; I mean, I thought she might put Kev out for good. Imagine the shit she’ll do with us.”
Beside Jimmy, opposite of Sami and Solo, Jey rolls his eyes. “Shit, Uce, you thought she was gonna put us all out for good.” He snickers, pulling at his brother’s arm playfully. “Pullin’ on Solo’s leg like you was playin’ tug-o-war.”
“You was panicked out there.” Solo confirms, a slight smirk on his lips.
Jimmy rolls his eyes, pushing Jey’s arm off of him. “She come out lookin’ like she crawled straight outta some horror movie with all the blood and the sledgehammer draggin’ behind her and shit — and I’m the weird one here?” He shakes his head. “Nah. Y’all lost y’all damn minds.”
“I told y’all she had fire, didn’t I? She looked like a monster out there.” Solo leans back against the leather, arms folded over his chest. “She needs to learn when to stop, though.”
Roman, nose flared, turns to his cousin. “Is that why you felt the need to step in? You thought she needed to be stopped?” His voice, for the first time tonight, is condescending and angry.
Solo looks at Roman, and he nods. “She was pushin’ her luck. She was gonna get herself fired or worse with the way she was beatin’ on Kevin; I stopped her from ruinin’ plans.”
The air is thick with tension as Roman holds eye-contact with Solo. He does not move to say anything, though his expression and posture remain largely agitated; regardless of what Solo’s intentions had been, the fact remained that he allowed Kevin to go uninjured in their time of fighting. The very slim possibility of Sami’s sister being disciplined for hurting Kevin would have overall been worth the headache — especially with the likelihood of her being fired so incredibly low with Roman’s influence.
“If I knew she’d stop on her own, I wouldn’t have stepped in, but you saw how she was,” Solo continues after a moment of silence from Roman, still relatively unbothered. “I didn’t want to stop her. I got to see that fire I been tellin’ y’all about up close — hell, she even got in my face, but there ain’t no reason for her to ruin our plans to take Kevin out.” He almost smiles, the corners of his lips curving up just enough to be noticeable.
Jey notices the smile tugging at Solo’s lips and mumbles something to Jimmy; both men snicker. “Is that why you was starin’ so hard? You liked watchin’ her beat on Kevin?”
“Yeah, Uce. I ain’t ever seen you so impressed with anyone,” Jimmy adds with a grin.
Solo rolls his eyes despite feeling his cheeks getting warmer. “I been watchin’ her because she’s gonna be one of us soon. Maybe y’all should try it so she ain’t so lost when she gets here.” His eyes find the floor as he speaks, avoiding his twin brothers entirely.
Feeling the power behind her slap, seeing her unconstrained anger being unleashed on Kevin— Sami’s sister had proven herself to have much more potential than Solo initially thought. In just a few hours, she had become an entirely different person; crying and angry to raging and thoughtlessly daring. Her lack of fear in approaching him, ready to fight him and anyone by his side, while certainly foolish, was undeniably attractive — though Solo would never be so open with anyone, especially his brothers. They would only use his attraction to tease him, and he had very little patience for their stupidity already. Besides, one moment of attraction meant nothing in the grand scheme of things; one moment is nowhere near enough to constitute a relationship— or any kind of interest, really.
“Shit— we paid her plenty of attention tonight,” the sound of Jey’s voice breaks Solo’s thoughts. “Like Jimmy said, that’s the first time that girl has been any kind of aggressive. We was impressed out there, especially when she stepped up to you thinkin’ she was gonna do somethin’.”
Jimmy nods, smile on his lips as he looks at his youngest brother. “She ain’t afraid of gettin’ her hands dirty if she’s pushed — and we can teach her how to hone that aggression.”
“Damn straight. There ain’t no better teachers out there — especially for someone that looks so damn good in blood,” a smack is heard as Jimmy slaps Jey’s leg with a quick glance. “What? I’m just keepin’ it real.”
Once again, Solo finds himself rolling his eyes; he knows well that Jey is trying to get some kind of reaction out of him. It’s not going to happen; it wouldn’t happen even if Solo did have some kind of interest in Sami’s sister. He’s too well-composed for those games. Speaking of Sami, though, he looks like he’s going to be sick from Jey’s comments. Solo scoots slightly further away from him.
With a slightly paler-than-usual face, Sami awkwardly smiles upon noticing Solo scooting away from him. “Yeah. She seemed more comfortable in her skin tonight.” He says with a slight cough, avoiding Jey’s amused eyes.
“That’s all we want, Sami — and with her helping Solo tonight, I think we’re close to getting her on board.” Roman interjects, shooting Jey a warning look. Jey looks down at the floor, grinning; he’s very clearly enjoying himself.
“I— I don’t know. My sister— she can be really spiteful when she wants to be. I mean, you saw how she came out; that was to make Kevin feel worse,” Sami replies with shame, gnawing the inside of his cheek. “Her help to Solo was probably just to upset Kevin that much more.”
Roman considers Sami’s words for a moment. It made sense for his sister to act out of spite, trying to harm Kevin to the best of her ability after ‘his’ interference in her match — but, even with it being fueled out of spite, she still chose to aid The Bloodline rather than harm. If she wasn’t considering The Bloodline in any kind of way other than anger, that aid would have never happened; her attitude toward them was improving, meaning the chances of her joining them was improving as well.
In the corridor, when Little Zayn was having her temper-tantrum over Kevin, Roman had gotten through to her; he saw the realization in her eyes when he spoke, locked deep behind all of that stubborn, misplaced anger. She knew, deep down, that she had been fooling herself about who Kevin truly was, and she knew that, in the grand scheme of things, Roman had saved her from much more emotional pain by exposing Kevin so early on. With every wrongdoing from Kevin from that point, starting with his interference in her match, that humiliating realization will burn brighter and brighter until she can no longer suppress it — and with the aftermath of him costing her an opportunity at the Smackdown Women’s Championship, it will only take a few more stupid comments from Kevin before she comes running into the arms of The Bloodline.
“Even if your sister had no intentions of helping The Bloodline tonight, she did. After everything that happened in that corridor earlier, she still chose to help us — even if she wasn’t actively thinking about it,” Roman states after a moment, swishing the whiskey in his glass.
“That’s progress, Uce.” Jimmy comments with a smile.
Roman nods in agreement, though he does not smile. “That being said, she denied joining The Bloodline — again. Hell, she refused to even accept our help to medical.”
Sami claps his hands in his lap, fiddling nervously with his fingers; he recognizes how problematic his sister has been in cooperating, and the last thing that he wants is for her to cause more problems for The Bloodline — because, at some point, The Bloodline would have to retaliate to her vicious behavior. He opens his mouth to speak, but he is almost immediately silenced by Roman holding up his palm.
“Being the Tribal Chief, I prepared for her to refuse given her grief tonight.” Roman allows his palm to fall back to his whiskey glass. “On Monday Night RAW, or beforehand if your sister is accepting company, I’ll have you approach her with a proposition that she simply can’t refuse.”
Sami’s eyes seem to light up a bit. “Well, I— I can try to contact her, but I doubt she’ll be willing to answer given what happened in the ring,” his voice falters a bit as he speaks, “but— but the good news is that I know for a fact she won’t contact Kevin! She made her emotions clear out in the ring.” His hands move excitedly as he speaks, voice gaining a bit of his usual enthusiasm.
“That’s great, dawg, but what about Kevin contacting her? Would he try to sort this all out, even after he got his ass handed to him?” Jimmy pipes up before Roman can respond, though Roman does not look displeased with the question. It’s important, after all.
Solo, with his infamous harden expression, huffs out a laugh. “If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll keep his damn mouth shut.” His arms remain folded over his chest, and he looks as serious as he ever has.
“Oh, so you gonna take Kev out yourself if you hear him talkin’ to Little Zayn?” Jey jumps in with a smirk, eyes beaming with amusement.
The stoic expression on Solo’s face sours to a frown. “I’ll do what needs to be done.”
Sami, with his brows furrowed in confusion, turns his attention back to Roman. “Kevin shouldn’t be any kind of problem; if he does say anything, it’ll be in front of the RAW crowd.”
“Good,” Roman puts the whiskey glass he has on the bar, clasping his hands together. “The next order of business is finding out how bad that injury is; I need to know if she can wrestle. I’ll have Paul call medical when we get to the hotel.”
“No need!” Sami grins, finally losing some of the nervous wobble in his voice. “Solo and I stopped by medical on our way out. She should be fine to wrestle with some nose protection.” He grins, unknowingly giving Jey something more to tease Solo about.
Before Jey can speak up to tease Solo yet again, Jimmy smacks his leg to hush him; the two have a very muted conversation, ending only with both of them snickering once more. Solo does not appear to be paying them any attention anymore, with his eyes focused in on Roman rather than their childish giggling.
“Her nose is broken, but she’ll be fine to wrestle with some protection,” Solo offers through his brother’s fit of giggling — which only grows at the innuendo-riddled statement.
Roman nods, jaw flexing in mild annoyance at the obviously tipsy twins. “She won’t be able to refuse.”
“My Tribal Chief, if you don’t mind me asking, what exactly are you going to propose to my sister?” Sami asks after a moment, voice meek. “She still seems very against joining The Bloodline.”
Roman half-laughs, half-smiles. “Kevin cost your sister everything tonight — even though he wasn’t really the one to interrupt her match, that was his fault in your sister’s eyes,” his voice is more amused than it has been for the majority of the night, “and as the Tribal Chief, I can personally rectify the injustices brought on by Kevin tonight; I can give your sister the championship match that should have been hers.”
“And in exchange, she joins The Bloodline?” Jey asks, lips pulled in tight with disbelief.
“I— I still don’t think that would convince her,” Sami admits with his head hanging, afraid of the potential reaction from the Tribal Chief.
Irritated, Roman clears his throat. “In exchange, your sister will be travelling with The Bloodline for an entire week — RAW to RAW. For her security, I will guarantee her the match, even if she chooses to not join us by the end of that week,” he glances around, expecting push-back.
“I don’t understand, Uce.” Jimmy pipes up first, looking at Roman with furrowed brows.
Jey jumps in next, “ain’t the whole point to get her on board? She ain’t gonna get on board when she has a free out like that, Uce.”
“Her out is to make her feel more comfortable— to give her the idea she has more control than she really does. I have every confidence in the world that she’ll join us by the end of the week,” Roman replies, leaning forward in his seat. His elbows rest on his thighs. “We’re going to show her that we’re not the people Kevin has convinced her we are; for the entire week, she’ll be treated with all of the benefits of being a member of The Bloodline — the expensive food, the luxury hotels, the private cars and jets.”
“She’ll be treated to everything that Kevin has kept from her,” Jey grins.
“He’s gonna act out when he finds out she’s travelling with us,” Jimmy shakes his head. “Is that headache worth the price?”
“Kevin ain’t a concern.” Solo states, ignoring the grin that Jey sends his way.
Roman looks at Jimmy, nodding his head toward Solo. “He’s right. I want Kevin to throw a tantrum — especially when he finds out that she’s travelling with us. Let him ruin his relationship with her that much more.”
“She’s going to be distant, even with all of the nice perks. She doesn’t trust any of us, not even me,” Sami sounds a bit sad as he speaks. It’s depressing to know that his little sister has been so brainwashed against him that she can no longer even trust his word.
“Believe me, she’ll come around.”
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a/n: here's a sneak peak at something I've been working on for 3 months 😭 hope you enjoy this lil snippet!!
no pressure tags: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav @hope4more-blog @selena-tyler-564 @saintaquarius @whatdoeseverybodywant @raya-hunter01 @empressdede
warnings: lil spicy, making out, pent up aggression, not the healthiest form of love, bit of manipulation towards the end?
word count: 2,420
setting: after hiac 2017 (that's all ima say 🥰)
"You taste like heaven." Sami muttered into your skin, licking a stripe up your neck as Kevin's hand held a death grip on your hip and kept you close to him.
His touch, like with everything else- was aggressive- like he was trying to convey just how strong he was in every possible way, and his lips against yours were an attempt to prove this point. His tongue traced the line of your jaw, down past the corner of your lip to where your mouth opened and he slipped inside.
Your lips were parted for him, letting him get deeper into your mouth, your own hands harshly pulling at his hair as he continued on down, over, around, until he pulled away from your lips with a gasp that reverberated through your whole body and you could tell from the way his chest heaved it took effort for him to do that even though he'd never admit it.
"Stop being a sappy piece of shit," he grumbled, turning his head away to face Sami. Sami gave him a smug smile that only seemed to make Kevin scowl more deeply and glare at him.
"Shut up, Kevin, we both know that you're enjoying this just as much as I am," Sami retorted, his voice dripping with amusement as he leaned in to press a teasing kiss to the corner of Kevin's lips. Kevin huffed in response, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes that betrayed his facade of indifference.
"Yeah, I totally enjoy this," Kevin replied sarcastically, but his tone lacked conviction as he leaned back in, capturing Sami's lips in a rough kiss that bordered on desperate, years of anger and frustration manifesting in the intensity of his touch. Sami's hand pulled on his hair painfully hard, eliciting a low growl from Kevin that sent shivers down your spine, and Kevin harshly pulled Sami closer that had to hurt, their bodies pressing together with a raw, primal need.
You watched the exchange between them, feeling a mix of arousal and apprehension coursing through you. On one hand, there was a sense of exhilaration at being caught up in the passion and intensity of their embrace. But on the other hand, there was a twinge of guilt gnawing at your conscience.
This wasn't supposed to happen. You knew it was wrong, on so many levels. Kevin had betrayed you, and you left Sami in the dust when you couldn't take their feud anymore, so he probably felt like you were betraying him too. And yet, here you were, caught in the middle of their volatile relationship, unable to tear yourself away from the magnetic pull they exerted on you.
With a shaky breath, you moved to both men, your lips automatically parting as you leaned in to join their embrace, unable to resist the allure of their passion any longer. Your hands found their way to their bodies, trailing over skin slick with sweat as you sought to lose yourself in the heat of the moment.
But even as you surrendered to the intoxicating sensation of their touch, a voice at the back of your mind whispered warnings of the consequences to come. This wasn't sustainable. This wasn't fair to any of you. The tangled web of desire and betrayal threatened to consume you all, leaving nothing but heartache and regret in its wake.
But you didn't care. Not one bit. And neither did they.
And maybe that's why you found yourself sinking deeper into the tangled mess of this complicated relationship, unable to break free from its grasp despite the turmoil it brought. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered confession of desire only served to bind you tighter to Kevin and Sami, weaving a complex tapestry of passion and pain that seemed impossible to unravel.
As the three of you melted into each other, lost in the throes of desire, you couldn't help but wonder how you had ended up here. What had driven you to this point of recklessness, where the lines between love and betrayal were blurred beyond recognition?
You didn't know, but god did you appreciate whatever made you abandon your inhibitions and succumb to the fiery passion that engulfed you. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the intoxicating pull of desire and the electric chemistry that crackled between you and the two men who held your heart captive.
You only broke the kiss when your back hit the cool surface of the wall behind you, gasping for breath as Kevin aggressively pinned you against it, his lips trailing hot kisses along your jawline while Sami's hands roamed hungrily over your body. Every touch sent sparks flying through your veins, igniting a fire that threatened to consume you whole.
"Get… the keycard." Sami mumbled into your ear, his breath hot against your skin as he pressed his body closer to yours, his hands roaming lower, teasing and tantalizing you with his touch as he force Kevin's mouth off of you to replace it with his, his tongue darting out to taste you with a hunger that mirrored your own.
Your mind was a haze of desire and need as you fumbled for the keycard, your fingers trembling with anticipation as you finally located it and handed it over to Sami. He wasted no time in swiping it through the reader, the soft click of the door unlocking echoing in the room as he pulled away from you, his eyes dark with desire.
"You're such an asshole." Kevin muttered at Sami pulling him away from you, his voice laced with a mixture of irritation and arousal as he reluctantly stepped back from you, his gaze burning with intensity as he watched Sami lead you towards the door. Despite his grumbling protest, you could see the hunger in his eyes, the same hunger that mirrored your own as you followed Sami into your hotel room, the promise of what was to come hanging heavy in the air.
Inside the room, the tension between the three of you was palpable, thick with anticipation and desire. Kevin went towards you, wanting to kiss you so deeply and harshly that you would forget everything else, but you stopped him with a hand on his chest, a dark look on your face.
"Not yet." You snarked at him, your voice low and husky as you looked up at him, your eyes burning with a hunger that sent shivers down his spine.
"Excuse me?" Kevin growled, his frustration evident in the way his jaw clenched and his hands curled into fists at his sides. But despite his obvious irritation, there was a flicker of something else in his eyes — a hint of curiosity, perhaps, or maybe even a touch of arousal at your commanding tone.
"Get your ass on the bed. If you think I'm going to let you have your way with me just like that, you've got another thing coming," you continued, your voice dripping with authority as you turned to Sami, who watched the exchange with a mixture of amusement and arousal, moving close to you until his body was pressed behind yours, his hands sliding possessively over your hips.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Sami whispered into your ear, his breath hot against your skin as he nipped at the sensitive flesh below your earlobe. You shivered at the sensation, your body responding eagerly to his touch as you turned to face him, your eyes meeting his with a hunger that matched your own. He always knew how to break down your defenses, how to push you to your limits and beyond, even when you were at your most stubborn, and right now was no exception.
But you would be damned if you let either of them have complete control over you. No, tonight was about equality, about mutual desire and satisfaction.
You pushed Sami back gently, but firmly, breaking the closeness between you. "I think I'm doing what I want." You replied, your voice steady despite the fire that burned within you. All the pent up anger and frustration from years of betrayal and manipulation surged to the surface, fueling your determination to take charge of the situation.
But if you thought that it was that easy, then you were sorely mistaken. Kevin wasn't one to back down from a challenge, especially not when it came to matters of desire and dominance. With a growl of frustration, he lunged towards you, his lips crashing onto yours with a ferocity that left you breathless.
His hands roamed over your body, possessing you in a way that sent shivers down your spine and ignited a fire in your belly. Despite your earlier resolve to assert your independence, you found yourself melting into his touch, unable to resist the magnetic pull he exerted on you, but you painfully dug your nail into his shoulders, pushing him back with a mixture of defiance and desire.
"I said not yet," you repeated, your voice firm as you stared into his eyes, daring him to challenge your authority.
For a moment, there was a flash of anger in Kevin's eyes, a stubborn defiance that mirrored your own. But then, almost imperceptibly, the tension in his shoulders eased, replaced by a flicker of something else — something softer, more vulnerable. And in that moment, you realized that beneath his tough exterior, Kevin was just as conflicted and uncertain as you were.
Sami grabbed your arm, pulling you gently away from Kevin's grasp, his touch surprisingly tender despite the intensity of the moment.
"Easy, Kev," he murmured, his voice low and soothing as he guided you towards the bed, his eyes never leaving yours. "Calm down. We all know how you're feeling." Despite your initial resistance, you found yourself yielding to Sami's touch, the warmth of his embrace calming the turmoil raging within you. He always knew to how calm you down with a single tough, knew how to soothe your soul, how to make you forget about the chaos and uncertainty that surrounded you, if only for a moment.
"You know how I feel?" Kevin repeated, his voice laced with bitterness as he watched Sami lead you away. "I don't know anything anymore."
There was a rawness to Kevin's voice, a vulnerability that struck a chord within you. Despite everything that had happened between you, you couldn't ignore the pain etched into his features, the anguish in his eyes as he struggled to make sense of his own emotions.
In that moment, you saw him not as the tough, unyielding wrestler he portrayed to the world, but as a man burdened by his own insecurities and fears. "Why did you help me instead of tearing me apart? You both have every reason to hate me, to want revenge for what I did to you. And yet, you saved me. Why?"
You honestly didn't know how to answer Kevin's question. It wasn't a matter of forgiveness or forgetting the past, but rather a recognition of the complex web of emotions that bound the three of you together. Despite the betrayals and the hurt, there was still a connection between you that transcended logic and reason.
Even though Kevin hurt you, even though you were all tangled in a mess of desire and confusion, there was still a flicker of something deeper — something that drew you together despite the odds.
Was it because Kevin's career was on the line? Was it because you couldn't bear to see him suffer, even after everything that had happened between you? Or was it simply because, deep down, you still cared about him, despite the pain he had caused?
Sami stopped in his tracks, turning to face Kevin with a steely gaze that held no hint of fear or hesitation. His face was strangely unreadable, and that made your heart race. You could usually read him like an open book, but right now, he was a mystery to you, his emotions carefully concealed behind a mask of indifference. "Because," he said slowly, his voice low and measured, "despite everything that's happened between us, I couldn't let you suffer like this. We may have our differences, our past grievances, but at the end of the day, we're still human. We still feel pain, anger, and regret. And I couldn't stand by and watch you destroy yourself, no matter how much you may have hurt me in the past."
There was a weight to Sami's words, a sincerity that cut through the tension in the room like a knife. For a moment, Kevin seemed to waver, his facade cracking ever so slightly as he processed Sami's words. You could see the turmoil swirling in his eyes, the conflicting emotions waging war within him as he struggled to come to terms with the truth of Sami's words.
"Now come sit on the bed, Kevin." Sami's voice turned from measured to a stern command, his hand outstretched towards Kevin, a silent invitation to join the two of you. Kevin seemed to hesitate for a moment, staring at Sami with a mixture of uncertainty and defiance.
But then, as if resigned to his fate, he slowly made his way towards the bed, his gaze locked with yours as he slowly made his way towards the both of you as he gripped the edge of the mattress, his movements hesitant yet determined.
You didn't know what to expect next as Kevin sat down on the edge of the bed, his presence sending ripples of tension through the air. You could feel the weight of his gaze on you, his eyes searching yours for some semblance of understanding, some hint of forgiveness that could ease the burden of guilt weighing on his conscience.
But forgiveness wasn't something that came easily, especially after everything that had transpired between you. And yet, as you looked into Kevin's eyes, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for him, a flicker of compassion that threatened to thaw the icy walls you had erected around your heart.
Maybe you could be a hypocrite once in a while, allowing yourself to forgive those who hurt you, even if they didn't necessarily deserve it. Maybe, just maybe, there was still hope for reconciliation, for healing the wounds that had festered between you and Kevin for far too long.
Or maybe you could use this to your advantage.
What you didn't know was that Sami was thinking the same thing.
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Can I have Kevin Owens x Fem reader with "Saying something flirty mid-fight which catches them off guard, giving you the perfect opportunity to strike"?
Caught Off, Guard! Kevin Owens
Kevin Owens x y/n
Warnings: Cuteness!!
Word Count: 196
A/N: Hi everyone!! I melted when I wrote this so I hope you melt too. This was sent in by @micheleamidalajedi so let's get into it.
Y/n is your name.
@micheleamidalajedi hope you like this.
Kevin Owens was deeply in love with Y/n, but he was too shy to tell her. One day, they found themselves in a physical altercation, and with a mischievous glint in his eye, Kevin uttered the words 'I wish it wasn't like this between us; I'd much rather be doing something... more fun.' He caught her off guard and she stumbled backward in confusion, giving him the perfect opportunity to strike.
He moved forward quickly before she could retaliate, wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her close and pressed his lips against hers, taking her by surprise. Now that he had her, he had no intention of letting her go.
When they finally pulled apart, Kevin smiled. He had finally found the courage to tell her how he felt. To his surprise, Y/n began to laugh. She was happy to learn that the man she loved had the same feelings for her as she did for him.
No longer were they enemies, but instead, they were lovers. They shared a passionate kiss and declared their love for one another. From then on, they never again found themselves fighting against each other—only together.
-I hope you guys enjoyed this! I'm sorry I took so long posting it I'm currently dealing with Mother Nature. I had fun writing it. I love you guys so so so so so much. <33333
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Family Dilemma…
Ship-Sami Zayn x Fem! Reader
(Requested on Wattpad,I’ve never written for Sami before and I hate Roman Reigns so much,so don’t expect it to be good lol)
Plot-Ever since Sami joined the Bloodline as an ‘Honorary Uce’,He was liked by everyone in the Bloodline (even though it took Jey a bit to appreciate him-),and one person who had an extreme liking for him was you,you’re The Tribal Chief,Roman Reigns sister,so Roman didn’t really mind that you fancied Sami…You and Sami were close,but when Sami made the choice to betray the bloodline,you were in a small dilemma….on one hand,you could choose to ignore your feelings for Sami and stick The Bloodline,a group that doesn’t exactly appreciate you…well Solo does-,or you could choose to embrace your feelings and stick with Sami…
(I’m making this an AU where Jey was never in a dilemma,and he also super kicked Sami instead of it just being Jimmy who kicked Sami after he betrayed Roman,and I don’t know what they called the titles when Roman held the universal and WWE belts-)
Life was great for you and the Bloodline,you’ve been Smackdown womens champion for around 7 months,Roman was still the Undisputed Champion,and The USO’s where the Undisputed Tag Team Champions….and Solo and Paul were also there-,but something was also missing..
So when Sami Zayn randomly approached Roman in The Bloodlines private lockeroom,just to ask if Jimmy and Jey could be lumberjacks in his match…it may of started something,because Sami started to approach Paul,Jimmy and Jey,you,and later on Solo Sikoa,well he started to become a member of the family…especially when he started wearing The Bloodline shirt.
But it’s obvious you guys didn’t trust him,you didn’t even like him that much,but the USO’s obviously hated him…I mean they even abandoned him in a match….but I think Sami was starting to think he was apart of the Bloodline,I mean-,he got into an argument with Kevin Owens on his show about Ezekiel and Elias being 2 different people,and about how The Bloodline hated Sami…
He literally became an Honorary Uce-,Sami even helped the USO’s retain the titles!…though that’s when you started to slowly gain feelings for Sami…it wasn’t obvious though.
But after a couple months,you both started talking,but on the September 23rd episode of Smackdown,when Jey ripped up his shirt,Sami looked at you in confusion,but he immediately lit up after he saw Roman give him a new shirt!,Jey still hated him-,though while Sami was celebrating,he approached you and kissed you!,you kissed back,but before it got too steamy,Jey broke it off….but that only made you both closer…
But…around Royal Rumble time,Sami was forced to make a choice between The Bloodline…or for K.O,but that’s probably where it’s went down hill..I mean for starters,you lost your title on a random episode of smackdown,then on the RAW the next week,he successfully passed court after you convinced Solo to not Samoan spike Sami…but Sami got told that at the royal rumble,after Romans match,he had to make a choice..a choice to either Stick with the Bloodline…or to stay with K.O..
But at The Royal Rumble,something happened..after Roman beat Kevin Owens,he was about to attack Kevin with a steel chair…but Sami stopped him,Roman,initially looked annoyed,but he gave Sami the chair,and Sami was thinking about it…but Roman was shoving Sami about and telling him stuff like.
“This is my life!”
Even when you told Roman to leave Sami alone,he just ignored you,so when Roman turned around,Sami thought about it before immediately hitting Roman in the back with a steel chair!,Everyone was stunned,Sami was apologising repeatedly,but that couldn’t help him from getting super kicked by The USOs…but before any further attack was about to happen,you immediately got on your knees and pleaded for them to leave Sami alone,they listened…but Roman said something that will change your relationship with Everyone in the bloodline forever…
“Who do you choose Y/N?!,The Bloodline…or Sami?!”
|To Be Continued|
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Triple H x Fem Reader- "Rusty Cage"
There have been many moments in professional wrestling involving wrestlers and managers stuck inside shark cages hanging a few inches near the wrestling ring---Paul Bearer, Chyna, Kevin Owens and Enzo Amore are examples.
You had mixed feelings about being a shark cage hanging from the ceiling.
While you enjoyed the idea, you were worried about having an Owen Hart situation where the cage's chain would break which would cause you to fall to your death or end up severely injured.
Because of the gimmick that you played, on a "Monday Night Raw" episode that aired in 1998, you were inside of a shark cage in the World Wrestling Federation's arena, where that shark cage was dangling a few inches above the wrestling ring.
During this episode when you were inside that cage, you were dressed in a very short negligee/nighty with matching panties underneath.
The negligee you wore could pass for a dress.
Being inside that shark cage wearing a very short nighty was causing many of the male fans in the audience---regardless of their age---to stretch their necks out to try to look under your negligee.
Many of these male fans with smiles on their faces and their faces eager and excited were trying to stare under your nighty.
Some male fans in the audience were even whistling at you.
You were accompanying and supporting Triple H in the ring, and even Triple H's opponent was trying to look up under your negligee while you were inside that cage.
His opponent smiled and grinned as he tried to look up your nighty, despite that you were standing inside of a cage several inches above his opponent's head.
His opponent was someone who would seem like someone who'd stare under your negligee.
When you were inside that shark cage, you were pretending to be scared and terrified, your hands grabbing the bars while you screamed and panicked.
And you actually were rather scared inside that shark cage.
If only Triple H was the opponent who looked under your negligee as you were inside that shark cage.
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Oooh can i request a Cody Rhodes x wife reader fanfic where after Cody's win at Wrestlemania 40, reader and their baby go out to the ring to celebrate with Cody
A/N: Yesssss! I love this idea, but I made the baby's name Kaitlin. Because Megan and Emma are both 4 & 6.
♤-You did it!!-♤
{Rating: Flufffffffffff}
{Warnings: Small amount of loud noises with an autistic child}
{Pairing: Cody Rhodes x Wife!Fem!Reader}
It WrestleMania 40 night 2, Cody was awaiting making his entrance. But of course he still felt nervous.
"Papa, you'll win that title tonight.." Is what Cody repeated in his head, the only words Y/N and His Daughter spoke... despite being only 1 She must've repeated what her mom kept saying over the week...
Cody Went to make his entrance, appearing from the floor with the skull mask on.. Y/N his beloved partner appearing beside him.
Kaitlin was currently backstage with Sami Zayn and Kevin Owen's while Y/N was with Cody.
"Go beat him Codes.." You said walking away with the mask
Cody was putting up a fight... You'd seen John Cena return. You swore Cody won after that.. until you heard the Rock's music. Your heart sank and you worried Cody was over...
Until you heard the UnderTaker's music... the bell tolled and the Rock got chokeslammed.
The lights cut out again, and Taker and Rock were gone... You'd even heard the shields music.
Cody then caught Roman in the Cross-Rhodes..
3 of them.. and then Cody went for the Pin
2. 3....
Cody won, Philadelphia erupted... Samantha couldn't even announce properly from the emotions in the stadium.
You hurried into the ring, with Kaitlin. Sami and Kevin were there. Randy Orton and Jey Uso were there... Seth was in a chair outside the ring because of the torment from the chair and the Matches...
Cody instantly hugged Kaitlin, Despite her being Autistic. She was excited for her papa.
"You did it!!" Kaitlin smiled hugging Cody
"Yes, Papa won the title..." Cody said..
As everyone cleared out of the ring, you couldn't help but smile as Cody finally had his moment...
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