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I'm so fucking confused what did the Rock do

It's a very long and complicated tale, but the short version, the Rock recently joined the board of directors for TKO (WWE's parent company) and SEEMINGLY (as we don't know the full behind the scenes story just yet) used his clout to push himself into the Wrestlemania main event, challenging his sort of cousin Roman Reigns for the WWE Universal Championship and pushing aside Cody Rhodes, the guy that was supposed to be Roman's challenger, and thereby sabotaging a two-year story that everyone was invested in right when it was about to see it's conclusion. And people are pissed about it.

That's the short version. Here is the loooooonnnnnggggg version.

WWE has been plagued by a number of issues over the years (not the least being that it's been run by an actual rapist for the last four decades), but the two relevant issues is a tendency to rely on past their prime stars of yesterday at the expense of building new stars for today, and when they do want to build a new star, they have a bad habit of shoving their chosen golden boy down everyone's throat to everyone else's detriment in a nakedly inauthentic manner until the fans get sick of them (see: Ultimate Warrior, John Cena, and, most recently, Roman Reigns, who will become important later). Needless to say, they've had a lot of trouble getting the crowd behind what is known as the White Meat Babyface, or primary good guy.

The Rock started off as the latter, being introduced as Rocky Maivia, who was a wholesome good boy who was just so happy to be here. People saw through it and booed the fuck out of him. In rare case of the WWE actually listening and responding, they turned Rocky heel and let him vent his frustrations at the fans, which let everyone know that, holy shit, this guy is actually insanely charismatic and probably the best trash talker in the business! Thus, the Rock was born.

However, while he certainly earned his accolades during his heyday, his returns since haven't been so universally admired (see previous note about the WWE pushing the stars of yesterday). One instance about ten years ago involves him main eventing Wrestlemania against John Cena over CM Punk, who was the reigning WWE Champion at the time, and was quite annoyed. Okay, the Rock vs. John Cena could be excused on account of being that much of a dream match, but then they had CM Punk end his year long title run to the Rock so he and Cena could main event again, this time with the title on the line. This was one of the many issues that reportedly led to CM Punk walking out a few months later.

Now, let's move away from the Rock for a bit and talk about Roman Reigns, who was another example of the WWE ramming their chosen golden boy down everyone's throat. Like the Rock, he is part of the venerated Anoa'i Family, who are practically wrestling royalty with how many superstars they've produced (though they're not actually related by blood, but that doesn't matter, as those who marry or are adopted in are still considered full members of the clan).

Roman began as part of the massively popular trio known as the Shield, alongside Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose. And during their two year run, the Shield were kind of incredibly awesome. Three badasses closer than brothers just wrecking a path of destruction against all those who stood in their way, a perfect combination of violence and genuine comradery...right until Seth Rollins betrayed the group and they all became single stars.

Now, despite the WWE having high hopes for all three, Roman was clearly the anointed heir, despite being the least experienced of the three. Unfortunately, they went about this by making him essentially a John Cena clone. Smelling another corporate babyface about to be shoved down their throats, the fans turned on him and turned on him HARD, making him the most loathed face in wrestling for years despite always being treated by the company as a beloved hero. Finally, the decision was made to turn Roman Reigns heel, unleashing his dark side and turning him into the Tribal Chief, a sadistic and manipulative monster who's held an iron grip on the title for literally years. Needless to say, it has been a massive improvement, and he is now quite awesome (though people are sick of how long he's been champion, but that's neither here nor there).

Anyway, heel Roman has been champion for basically forever at this point, and it's been a question of who will eventually be the one to dethrone him, because whoever it is automatically becomes the biggest star in the business. And given what an accomplishment that is, there really can be no place it can happen other than the main event of Wrestlemania.

Enter Cody Rhodes.

Like Roman and the Rock, Cody also comes from a prestigious wrestling family. Cody is the son of the late, great Dusty Rhodes, the American Dream. And this pedigree has weighed heavily on him, both in and out of storyline.

Now, unlike his plain-looking and tubby father, Cody looks like he was grown in a lab to become the perfect WWE wrestler. Movie star looks, an absolutely ripped body, and physical charisma for days. Despite this, his first WWE run didn't go how he wanted. While he saw a fair amount of success, he never seemed to break out of the midcard and was eventually saddled with the loathed Stardust gimmick, which he absolutely hated, and after realizing that things weren't going to change, he decided to bet on himself and leave the WWE to prove everyone wrong.

This ended up working beyond anyone's wildest dreams.

To say that Cody was successful post WWE would be a gross understatement. Rebranding himself as the American Nightmare, Cody became the opposite of everything his father was, dressing in snappy suits and carrying himself in an arrogant, sadistic manner. He worked for a number of places, from TNA to Ring of Honor to New Japan, and saw massive success, winning multiple titles across multiple promotions and building himself as a force to be reckoned with. He was also the impetus for the historically significant All In event, in which a number of wrestlers from a number of different promotions banded together to put on the first non-WWE show to have over ten thousand people in attendance in over twenty years, which eventually led to the creation of AEW, which Cody was an intrinsic part of as well. Needless to say, Cody was cooking.

Unfortunately, his own way of doing things didn't mesh well with the AEW audience, and they turned on him pretty hard after a year or two. Eventually he left to return to the WWE, and a lot of people questioned if he was making a mistake, given how he was treated the last time.

However, his gamble had paid off. His worth had been proved, and now WWE was all in (pun intended) on Cody Rhodes. In contrast to the volatile AEW crowd, the WWE fans welcomed the prodigal son back with open arms. And surprising all cynics (including myself), this love continued strong even after the novelty of Cody Rhodes back wore off, probably bolstered by how carefully his storylines were plotted, some truly killer performances in the ring, and the respect garner by him being an absolutely fucking champ and wrestling Seth Rollins in a Hell in a Cell match despite having a horribly torn pec.

Finally, the WWE had a White Meat babyface that the fans universally accepted and wanted to see more of, and they were going to capitalize. He won the Royal Rumble to rapturous applause and entered in a program with Roman Reigns to challenge him for his title at Wrestlemania. And unlike other challengers, he actually seemed like a credible threat. Much was made about how his father had also challenged for the same title but could never capture it, so he wanted to do what his father couldn't and finish the story. People were behind Cody all the way, and the time seemed right for Roman to finally fall and a new top star to be crowned.

And then Cody lost. Roman cheated, and Cody lost.

Needless to say, people were pissed. However, others said that maybe this was leading to a rematch at the following year's Wrestlemania, making his eventual victory all the sweeter. Certainly, WWE still seemed behind Cody, as he spent the next year in several high profile feuds that kept him looking strong, including going over Brock Lesnar of all people. And again, the fans remained behind him, when in past cases they would have turned on the guy by now. Believe me, this hadn't happened in a very long time.

But not all was well. There were rumbles that the Rock might be queuing up for a return one of these days, possibly to finally face Roman Reigns in another dream match to settle who the true Tribal Chief of the Anoa's family. People had been wanting that match for years, but for it to happen now, upsetting Cody's chance to finally finish his story? Well, that was the worst possible time. However, these rumors seemed to be nothing more than that. Just rumors.

And then CM Punk came back.

Now, Punk is a whole can of worms all in himself, and could easily fill a full post of his own. But the important thing is that he and Cody are very much dark reflections of each other, especially in how both were screwed over by WWE during their first runs, left under dark circumstances, and returned to the fans' adoration. And they both coveted that Wrestlemania main event.

In fact, during an awesome promo battle between the two, Punk specifically pointed out that he intended to do to Cody what the Rock had done to him ten years ago: be that bigger star who came back after not being around for a long time and take that Wrestlemania main event away. And sure enough, during the Royal Rumble, the final two in the ring were CM Punk and Cody Rhodes.

And Cody won. The first man in years to win back to back Rumbles. He singled out Roman Reigns as his target, cementing their Wrestlemania rematch. As for Punk, he had a main event of his own, as he was apparently scheduled to face Seth Rollins for the World Heavyweight Title at night 1 of Wrestlemania. It seemed that both of the prodigal sons were getting their wish!

And then CM Punk got hurt really bad and had to pull out of Wrestlemania.

Well, that sucks, but it shouldn't upset plans too badly. Seth could just wrestle someone else, and Cody's two year story could proceed like everyone wanted.

Well, we all know what happened next.

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Yup. It happened. The Rock, likely with the backing of his new position on the TKO's board, had pushed himself into Cody's spot, while Cody (as it appears) will be replacing Punk to take on Seth Rollins instead. A two year story, flushed down the drain. Punk's words had turned out to be prophetic.

And while the fans were cheering in that video, once the buzz had worn off and people realized what had happened, that's when things got nasty. Over the last few days, people have turned on the Rock and turned on him HARD. Rocky sucks chants fill WWE events, #wewantcody trends for days, videos of the Rock get booed, and (unfortunately) even members of his family have gotten caught in the crossfire. People are NOT happy about this direction. Cody is their guy, and right when his story was going to be completed, right when Roman was going to be dethroned by the guy that everyone wanted to see beat him, this happens.

Plus, since then reports have been swirling that this decision was made by the TKO board, not WWE, with the Rock specifically pushing for it to "Save Wrestlemania." Which hasn't exactly warmed people to the idea.

Which is really funny, because the last time Roman Reigns and the Rock shared a ring together, it was in the middle of Roman's disastrous babyface run where the fans hated him, especially in Philadelphia, a city noted for its rebellious fans, and the WWE sent the Rock out to help Roman in hopes of changing their minds.

It didn't work.

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And where is Wrestlemania this year? Oh right, Philadelphia.

This is going to be...interesting, to say the least.

#wwe #cody rhodes #the rock #roman reigns #cm punk #wrestlemania

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msbigredmachine · 7 months

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TARGETS - EPILOGUE

Roman Reigns is an agent in the secret organization The Authority and one of the world’s deadliest assassins. When he crosses paths with a mysterious woman during an assignment, he makes a life-changing decision that switches his role from the hunter to the hunted. (AU Espionage Story)

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BOOOOM!

“First C4 activated! Release the teargas, now!”

“Got it, Uce. Put on your gas mask, man. You and Rollins in yet?”

“Affirmative. Ambrose and I are in."

"Hey, I see ‘em.”

“Both of ‘em?”

“Yeah. Both packages located, we got ‘em. Shit, they’re hurt.”

“Hold on, Ambrose, we’ll patch them up later. Twins, get us outta here, asap!”

“There’s a loose vent on your nine that leads right outside. You got ninety seconds to evacuate, then the rest of the C4s blow.”

“We found it. We’re getting outta here. Man, we owe you guys. Both of you.”

“Naw, Uce. We’ll collect soon, don’t worry about it.”

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Sixty three days later…

Montego Bay, Jamaica

"So this is it?"

Dean nodded, handing the object he was holding over to his dark-haired friend. "Yep."

Seth held it up, scrutinizing it carefully. "You think she'll like it?" he asked, looking wearily at Dean and hoping he didn't sound as panicked as he felt.

"Course she will, look how pretty it is," Dean said, "Chicks dig stuff like this, anyway."

"Ah shit, I should have just brought Roman along with us," Seth whined.

"So what, my opinions mean shit to you?" the ex-Authority agent challenged, offended.

"It's not that, man, it's just...he seems to be really good with this stuff. The romance and all. He’s had a lot of experience with Jasmine."

"Well, he's probably with her right now...would you like to call him and fuck everything up in the process?" Dean flattened his eyes at Seth, who sighed heavily. "Now's really not the time to bitch at me, Ambrose. I’m just a little nervous for him, that’s all."

Dean started to say more, but decided to drop it when he noticed the apprehension on his friend's face. He reached up and patted his shoulder reassuringly. "It's gonna be fine, Seth. Trust me. Trust both of them. After all the shit they have been through together, I don't see any other outcome."

Seth looked at his friend with a smile. It seemed like only yesterday that he and Dean came to Roman and Jasmine's aid at Lagoon. The two men never went to Jamaica, at least not immediately. When they discovered the Authority and F.L.O.R.A’s plans to ambush the couple, they sought out Jimmy and Jey and begged for their help, to help them interject themselves under the guise that they were working under The Authority's orders. With the twins pulling the strings, Dean was able to rig the entire shopping mall with explosives, detonating them all and bringing the building down on all the agents. Seth rescued a gravely injured Roman and Jasmine through a vent that was initially to be used to dispatch their corpses, and got them out of there before the building was razed to the ground. Together, the four smuggled their way out of the States and took a one-way trip to the Caribbean.

As beautiful and serene as Montego Bay seemed, adjusting to life as civilians was a tougher process than all four of them thought. The rules were different, an uncomfortable contrast from what they were used to. The need to hunt, to kill, still lingered. The threat of the remnants of what was once their lives still hung over their heads, and at times paranoia set in. To stay sane, the four of them often had dinner together at Roman and Jasmine's overwater bungalow, which was a short distance from the little town they resided in, isolated and surrounded by bushes and beaches. For the first few weeks, they took turns staying awake, keeping watch over the house while the others slept. As much as they knew that most of F.L.O.R.A. and The Authority had been wiped out, none of them was naive enough to be assured they were gone for good. Perhaps the paranoia was destined to be ingrained in them, but they were better safe than sorry.

The twins had unfrozen the accounts of Roman and Jasmine, and with Seth and Dean’s own contributions, all four were set for life as multimillionaires. However, they chose to lay low as ordinary middle class foreigners. The three men set up an auto shop and began making a living as mechanics, while Jasmine became a bartender at a popular local bar. It was a smart strategy, allowing her to sniff out anyone suspicious as well as collect information on the goings-on around town. Of course, it wasn’t all about work. The dating scene was kind to Dean and Seth in varying degrees. Dean was, as expected, sowing his wild oats, while Seth had fallen for a Jamaican girl named Portia who worked at the bar with Jasmine. She, Roman and Dean approved of her – after a quick background check of course, and Roman told Seth he hoped he would find the kind of happiness he was enjoying with Jasmine.

Checking his watch, Dean looked over at Seth. “Where the fuck is that big goof anyway? He’s supposed to come over and pick it up. He knows I got a date in like an hour. What’s taking him so long?”

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Roman expelled another primal grunt as he uncrossed Jasmine’s ankles and shoved her knees into the mattress. As he thrust deeper inside her impossibly wet, tender pussy, she cried out and squirmed underneath his big body.

“Fuck! Wait, wait baby, I just came again,” she whined with a push of his hips, forcing him to halt his movements so she could catch her breath. Chuckling softly at her declaration, he leaned down to kiss her cheek, feeling her sexy little body shiver against him. His lips then touched hers in sweet, gentle kisses, making her moan for him. His tongue played with hers, making her taste his breakfast from earlier, which just so happened to be her.

“I ain't done. C’mon,” he drawled, giving her another kiss before sitting back up and moving again, albeit less roughly this time. He hissed with delight when he sank into her, thrusting in and out, meeting nothing but warm, tight wetness. “Yeah, that’s it mama, take it, grip my dick…” he groaned softly, closely watching her pretty face.

“Unnnhhh, shit,” Jasmine moaned, looking down at his flesh weapon, glistening with her nectar, digging her out, with her legs now wide open and pinned down by his huge hands. “Damn, your dick is so big…”

“I know, baby, you take it so well. Am I gettin’ your sweet spot? Huh?” he asked, his voice so thick and sultry that she moaned again.

“You are, Daddy, you’re all the way in. So good.” She’d never felt this full before and it felt incredible. His dick had her pussy slick and stuffed, and even then she gripped him tighter with each luscious stroke.

“Mm-hmm, I can feel it, baby. Let me pound this pussy till you squirt all over me.”

“Oooooh,” she answered weakly, her eyes rolling back when he began to fuck her harder. She was on the verge of passing out from the incredible pleasure. Her palms slid down his broad back to squeeze and grip his ass cheeks, her toes curling in the air, her throaty moans lost among the sounds of slapping skin and the outdoors morning breeze as he fucked her into the bed with his deep, ruthless stroking.

Roman cupped her bouncing breasts and massaged them in his large competent hands, the scrape of his fingertips over her nipples prompting her walls to pull greedily on his dick. “Unnhh, you got me drunk off this pussy, baby, so tight and wet for Daddy,” he rasped, biting his lip when she fluttered around him again. Getting praised turned her on; he knew that all too well and did so as often as he could because it made her feel good and his girl deserved it.

“Fuck, right there Daddy, right there,” her mouth fell open and her eyes fluttered shut as he flexed his hips, sliding his heavy dick right up in her stomach. He was taking his time, making her feel every inch of him all up in her guts, the base of his cock grinding against her clit. Her fingers slipped down between her open legs to rub the swollen bud in quick, frantic circles. “Ooh, shiiiit, I’m gonna come again…”

"Look at me. Let me see them pretty eyes when you come," he groaned, and immediately her eyes flew back open; she could see the whites of his own, his pupils onyx black and dilated, reflecting the passion she was feeling. She pulled him down and wrapped her arms around him. The sweat slid between their bodies as he pounded her out, his hefty girth swelling inside her, expanding her walls, his growls and moans ringing in her ears as he also neared his end, causing the heat in her belly to amplify to seismic proportions.

“Oh fuck, oh, ohhhh,” And then she was struck dumb as this orgasm crashed over her with brute force, every part of her burning feverishly from the explosion of her body, flooding Roman's dick with her juices just like he wanted.

Tucking his face in her neck, another needy groan escaped from Roman’s lips as he pumped away on top of her, his breathing getting heavier and heavier. Then, with one more deep thrust, the big man came apart with a harsh moan, his entire body going rigid as he pulsed inside her. He tried to rock his hips again, but then froze because he was coming so hard, his dick twitching and spurting cum deep inside her walls. Jasmine lowered her long legs and wrapped them around his waist to keep him close, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling his face to hers for a kiss. She loved how he moaned into her mouth, sharing his pleasure with her as his orgasm continued to ravage his two-sixty-plus-pound frame. Every dizzying second was amazing, and they savored the moment of bliss together, feeling serene and replete.

“Fuck, I can’t move,” Roman half-groaned, half-chuckled, drawing a giggle from Jasmine as she wiped the sweat off his brow.

“Then don’t,” she told him, recapturing his mouth for more deliciously noisy tongue-kissing. “Mmm, baby, what a start to my morning...”

Her little purr, along with her delectable tongue lapping his mouth and her hands kneading the firm flesh of his backside, caused his dick to stir inside her again, tempting him with yet another round. He placed one more sensual kiss to her lips before managing to slide out of her and collapse onto his back with a satisfied moan. As Jasmine pushed herself upright and tugged her neon-green bikini top back over her breasts, his eyes narrowed, as though seeing her chest for the first time. “Is it me or are your titties bigger?” he asked.

Jasmine giggled and pushed them together for his hungry gaze. “It’s possible. I’m getting thicker everywhere. Must be all the good Island food.”

“I ain’t mad at it, baby. If anything, you look hotter every day,” he complimented, reaching out to squeeze her ass when she rolled over to search for something on her side of the bed. Checking the time on his phone, he cursed and flew out of the bed in all his naked glory. Luckily there was no one in sight of the expanse of clear blue sea their bedroom overlooked. “Fuck! Ambrose is gonna kill me! I’m meant to have met him ten minutes ago!” He grabbed his shorts from off the floor and hopped clumsily into them, commando and all.

“When will you be back?” Jasmine asked, putting on her sunglasses.

“Soon as I can,” he said, throwing on his white t-shirt. “I shouldn’t be long. We’re going out later this evening, by the way, just me and you.”

“You don’t wanna stay in tonight?” she pouted.

“We can, if that’s what you want. But then you’ll miss out on the special surprise I got for you.” Sitting down next to her, he reached behind her to gently massage the back of her neck as he peered at her. “You okay, though?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine,” Jasmine smiled sweetly at her boyfriend. “Don't be gone too long. I want more sex.”

"Damn, my girl's been horny as hell for me lately. Not that I'm complaining."

Her nonchalant shrug couldn't hide her blush. "Yeah, well, you're smoking hot and I like the way you fuck me, so..." she said simply.

Roman chuckled at that. She really knew how to stroke a guy's ego...among other things. "A'ight, then. Anything for you, my baby girl. I’ll be back asap. Love you.”

“Love you too,” she replied. With a tender kiss to her lips, he stood up and slipped through the curtained entrance, leaving her by herself. Once she was sure the coast was clear, Jasmine took a deep, nervous breath, staring out into the horizon, her mind traveling in several different directions.

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Hours later

The beauty of the sunset was unmissable, and Jasmine and Roman were glad to be out to see it. After a sumptuous early dinner in one of their favorite restaurants, the couple strolled along the beach, arms comfortably around the other, lost in their thoughts. They had become more reflective ever since their narrow brush with death back in the States. A lot had changed, and it led to a new, albeit uncertain future with scars of their recent past. Fragments of bullets remained in Roman's left leg, leaving him with a permanent limp, while Jasmine sustained third-degree burns on her body that left her physically scarred. Despite the physical – and mental – injuries they endured, the couple never forgot that they owed Seth, Dean, Jimmy and Jey their lives.

Their relationship continued to grow. They often took long walks on the beach situated close to their oceanfront residence. They'd had dates and parties there, and it was also their place of mourning after learning of Rose and Leona's deaths. The couple grieved – each in private, and together, sharing their sorrow over the loss of their good friends.

This evening though, there would be no mourning. At least Roman hoped not. As the moment of truth approached, his insides began to twist in knots. He couldn't remember the last time he was this nervous about anything. Stopping, he turned to look at his girlfriend, hoping to draw confidence from her, and what he saw blew him away, like always.

Perfect. That was the only word he could think of to describe her. Absolute perfection. Every curve, every inch of her was exquisite. From her hair, currently styled in long, beautiful goddess locs, to her eyes, the color of hot chocolate on a cold Christmas morning. Her hands, when they touched him, made him surrender without a fight. She was his weakness. She was his strength. She was his love.

Locking eyes with her, he returned her smile when he pulled her gently to him. Cradling her face with both hands, he kissed her deeply, tenderly, feeling her arms curl around his waist as she kissed him back.

"I love you so much," he whispered, brushing his knuckles over her cheek, his head tilting for another taste of her sweet lips.

"I love you more," Jasmine replied, her voice as soft as his. The way he looked at her was enough to tell her he loved her; with such affection and awe and appreciation. Roman was the only man for her, the only man who could set her heart racing with just one look. His strength, his spontaneity, his passion for life, passion for her, melted her heart. For the first time in her life, Jasmine was in love, truly in love.

He took both her hands in his and held them to his chest. Her eyes widened at how fast his heart was beating. “Baby, are you okay?” she asked, concerned.

Roman merely smiled softly. "Jasmine...it's been just over a year since we first met, and during that time I've searched for ways to express just how much I love you." As he spoke, he felt his nerves begin to fade away. Again, her eyes. One look into them and everything became right with the world. "But I realized that words will never be enough," he went on. "I know it hasn't been the longest relationship, or the most conventional one for that matter, but I think I fell in love with you the moment I saw you in Miami. To say that night was the greatest night of my life will not be an exaggeration."

He watched the tears pool in those beautiful eyes and he took a deep breath. "I love you. More than my own life, my own breath. I can't imagine a life without you and I don't even want to try. We've been through so much together…hell, we almost fuckin’ died together. But I believe there’s a reason we’re still alive, and it’s for this very moment, and I couldn't let it pass by without letting you know I want to spend the rest of my natural life with you…as your husband."

Jasmine stood, dumbfounded, as he smiled a tiny, nervous smile and took a step back. Her eyes grew wide as he slowly descended to one knee. She brought her hands up to cover her shocked gasp, her heart pounding uncomfortably as he reached into his pocket and took out a small velvet box.

Oh god. Oh my god. Tell him! Tell him now! "Wait!" she blurted out.

Roman stilled, staring up at her with an uneasy expression. "Is something wrong?"

The answer to that question depended entirely on him. "I...I need to show you something." Letting her gaze linger on him for a second longer, she brought a long, thin object out of her little shoulder bag and gave it to him with a trembling hand. Roman took it, and holding it up curiously, his face paled.

It was a small, long white stick, and printed at the end of the stick were eight letters.

She swallowed hard as she watched the comprehension dawn on his handsome face. "I took three tests yesterday, they were all positive," she rambled. "I was looking for the right time to tell you..." When she found out, she was terrified. She didn't know what he would say, how he would react, so she had kept it from him and chose to confide in Portia instead. She had encouraged Jasmine to tell him tonight. But now, as she gauged the look on his face, she wished she never did. Her heart sank at his unreadable expression. He hadn't said a word, instead just kept staring at the pregnancy test. It felt like a hot knife through her chest and for a moment she couldn't breathe.

"I...I’m keeping the baby," she barreled on with a shaky voice, fighting back tears. She tore her gaze away from him. She couldn't bear to see the rejection on his face, or hear him disown the one thing she thought they'd created out of love. "You don't have to be involved in its life if you don't want to-"

"What?!" Roman exclaimed, surprised. "Why the fuck would you think I don't want anything to do with my own child?"

There was a pain in his eyes Jasmine had never seen before, and in that moment she felt stupid for thinking the way she did. "I...I don't know...I didn't know how you would feel about being a father..." She tried to defend herself and ended up succumbing to her tears. "I remembered everything you told me in Vermont, how hesitant you were about having children. And then this happens and I thought...I just thought you would say you weren't ready, and then you would leave me-"

“Leave you? Over this? Are you fuckin’ kidding me?”

“I don’t know what to think, Roman! I’m scared, okay?”

“Well, think about this.” Tugging her back to him, he silenced her with a kiss so tender, and yet so passionate, that it sent shivers down her spine and made her forget her name. She was certain she was still standing only because he was holding her. When he pulled back, her eyes were still closed, but the tears streamed down her beautiful face, strangely enough, making her look even more beautiful if that was possible. Roman gently pressed his forehead to hers. "Baby, look at me."

When she did, his heart skipped at the sadness that looked back at him. She had him terribly mistaken and he was going to clear that up right now. "My baby girl, you don't realize how much deeper in love with you I've just fallen," he told her softly, sincerely.

At his words, Jasmine choked back a sob, more tears trickling down her cheeks. Roman didn't hesitate to wipe each one away. "I will never leave you for anything," he promised. "You never need to worry about that. I belong to you. I'm yours for as long as you'll have me. That is my child growing inside you, our child. And I'm going to be there for him or her. Every step, every moment, I'll be here by your side. There's nothing else I'd rather do with my future than watch our babies grow old together."

The words were so heartfelt, so sincere. How could she ever have doubted this incredible man?

Reaching back into his pocket, Roman retrieved the small velvet box and opened it up. Jasmine's breath caught at the piece of jewelry that shone at her. It was the most exquisite thing she'd ever seen.

"Jasmine...my love, my sweetheart, the best partner I’ve ever had," Roman said softly, his heart in his brown gaze, "This news you just shared with me has made me the happiest man on earth, and there's only one thing that would make me even happier." Smiling at her, he held up the box to her. "Marry me."

A knowing smile spread across her features. "Mr. Reigns...Are you asking me to be your wife?

Roman's grin matched her own. "Yeah. I guess I am."

"Mrs. Reigns." Jasmine grinned. "I like the sound of that."

The words were familiar – they had this exchange when he'd asked her to be his girlfriend – and he was just as ecstatic as he was back then. "Is that a yes?"

"Of course! Yes!" She could barely see through her tears as he slid the diamond ring onto her finger. She threw herself into his arms and crushed her lips to his. "I love you, Roman." She would never be tired of saying those words to him.

"I love you more." His heart swelled with happiness. This felt like a dream. He was engaged to Jasmine. He would get to spend the rest of his life with her; his lover. His wife-to-be. The mother of his child.

Wow. His child. He was going to be a father.

"Man, it all makes sense now. The vomiting...I thought you were just seasick...Your thicker body, you tryna fuck me every chance you get," he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

She hit his arm. "Shut up," she said playfully, laughing when engulfed her in a big hug, burying his face in her neck. They stood there together for a long time, not saying a word, letting it all sink in.

"I'm so fuckin' happy right now. I never thought it was possible to ever feel like this, babe," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Jasmine stroked the back of his head, the tears returning. Happy tears. "You deserve happiness, Roman," she assured him. "We both do." She took his hand in hers. "Darling...I know we're here, and it seems safe, but we may never really be safe, you know?" She looked up at him, her eyes tinged with skepticism.

"I'll protect you," he vowed, placing a gentle hand on his fiancée's belly, only just realizing that it was indeed a little rounder thanks to the changes happening inside her. Even after everything she had been put through, the baby had stood firm. He couldn't help but be proud. His baby was strong, just like its mother. "I'll protect you both."

Jasmine covered his hand on her stomach with hers and kissed him. She believed him. He had not let her down, not yet broken a promise so far. As they broke apart, he kept his hands tight in hers, his smile so wide and happy. His joy was infectious. Jasmine wanted to see him look that way forever. Together, hand in hand, they resumed their walk along the shore, returning home.

"I do have one ground rule though," she spoke up, "No guns around the baby."

He laughed. "We should be telling that to the uncles, Seth and Dean. They'll call dibs on who will teach the baby first."

Jasmine gasped, horrified. "No, no, no guns at all. And certainly no explosives! I'm serious!"

"Well, we'll discuss all of that in fine detail. We've got the rest of our lives to do that, after all," he smiled, squeezing his new fiancée's hand.

Returning his smile, she felt her heart warm, the joy she felt inside radiating through every pore. "Yeah, we do."

The rest of their lives with each other. It sounded good. It sounded really good.

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“I can pull the trigger right now, Uce. Say the word.”

“Now why do you like gettin’ your hands dirty? Leave that shit for the primitives. You gonna off an innocent unborn baby, dude?”

“It ain’t born yet, so it don’t count.” Jey put his rifle away. “Man, I’m bored. This shit ain’t what it used to be. Everything’s been fucked up the last three months.”

Jimmy rolled his eyes. “It’s fucked up cuz we allowed it to happen, Uce. And look at us now. We run F.L.O.R.A and the Authority. Chill.”

Jey mulled it over. His brother had a point. “A’ight. So what’s the plan?”

“We wait for the best offer and only at the right time. When that time comes, we serve ‘em all up to the highest bidder. We’re looking at half a billion dollars, brother. That kinda bread gives us unlimited access to the most secure cybersystems in the world."

"Not to mention feed our families for life. Whose names are in the hat?”

“You won't believe it, bro. Trick and Melo Gang, the Latino World Order, Tony D and Stacks…the McMahons…”

Jey’s eyes widened. Those names belonged to some of the most dangerous crime families and syndicates in all of North America, all of whom had been slighted by either Jasmine, Roman, Dean or Seth. “Oh shit. I like the sound of that,” he said with a big grin on his face.

Jimmy’s glinted menacingly. “Exactly. The fun’s just getting started, Uce. Sit your ass back, be patient and relax.”

“Ya know what, big brother? Maybe I will.”

And with that, the twins continued their surveillance on their former colleagues, their targets, their meal tickets, their chance to take over cyberspace and wreak havoc on the world like they really wanted to.

After all, the waiting game was the fun part. It made eliminating the targets much sweeter.

THE END

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And so ends Targets. What a ride it's been.

Thoughts?

Who was your favorite character? Favorite chapter/quote/scene?

Thank you all for your amazing support! I'll be on vacation in like a week so expect more stuff from me hopefully soon!

#roman reigns #roman reigns fanfiction #roman reigns smut #roman reigns imagines #roman reigns fics #the bloodline #roman reigns x black reader #roman reigns x black oc #roman reigns fanfic #roman reigns imagine #roman reigns x oc

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Sick like me

2 part story

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Roman reigns x OC Roxanne (Roxy for short)

Warnings: very suggestive!! Errors I may have missed. The song is about BDSM! I'll let you use your imagination as to what part 2 is gonna involve!!😘

Tag list: @angelreigns444 @acknowledge-reigns @helensanders92 @heerah34 @mindfulofmani @mandeelemons @niknakbucks92 @queengreenarrowmia89 @reignsxlove @windhamsrotunda @weirdgirl16355 @lilucey

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Being the daughter of one of the most notorious women's champions to ever wrestle meant everyone knew me from a young age. Some became a part of my everyday life while others faded into obscurity. My mom is Lita and like my mom I also have a love for metal, kicking ass and taking names, and the squared circle.

I had debuted on the main roster on smackdown last week and took the wrestling world by storm to be the 5th member of the women's survivor series team! When I entered the arena "sick like me" by in this moment blasted through the speakers and everyone knew I was here! "Is that.... No way!!" Michael Cole yelled through the mic "that's Roxy!!"

When the heavier part of the song started to play I lifted my head up and gave a wicked smirk and blew the camera guy a kiss before walking down the ramp. The sound of the fans cheering was deafening as i stood eye to eye with bayley as she slowly backed away "her?! You picked her?!' bayley yelled. I motioned for a mic "not who you expected or should I say wanted to see bayley?" I smirked.

All of damage control backed to the ropes and quickly made their way out of the ring. I waved at bayley with a smile and mouth "see you soon!"

Bianca, Charlotte, becky, and shotzi all ran to give me a hug. We faced the camera and lifted All our hands together "we have our smackdown women's survivor series 5th member! And it's Roxy!! What an awesome night! Goodnight everybody!" Michael Cole said into the mic.

After smackdown went off air we all got out of the ring and walked up the ramp being met with cheers and hugs from everyone. I noticed him standing in the corner with a smile of pride on his face. I looked back at the person in front of me realizing that it was someone my mom was quite fond of, Seth freaking Rollins! "My mom's a big fan!" I said.

"oh yeah? I adore your mom!" He smiled. "But who're you a fan of?"

I looked back in the corner and he was still there smiling at me and my heart melted. I looked back at Seth who gave a knowing chuckle "go get em, tiger!"

I smiled "I'll see you later" and gave him a hug before walking over to the corner "took you long enough!" He smiled.

"hey I had to keep up appearances!" I smiled as i leaned in to kiss him.

"you're mine later!" He growled "I'm gonna make you scream!!"

I smiled "yes daddy!"

"you did amazing tonight baby girl!" He smiled, giving my lips a few quick pecks.

"thank you" I smiled back.

"go get changed and meet me back at the hotel!" He winked at me, making me bite my lip.

I didn't wanna leave him but I knew i'd see him very soon! I turned around and blew him a kiss, watching him catch it as I walked out to go change. I got to the women's locker room and got a shower and changed. I had a little black dress in my bag that I changed into and silver Tina Turner pumps. I put on a little make up and walked out of the locker room. Tonight was gonna be amazing!

#Youtube #roman reigns #big daddy uce #roman reigns fanfiction #wwe fanfiction #wwe x oc #roman reigns x oc #roman reigns smut #wwe

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Temporary Escape - Part 2

A/N: Let's get on with it shall we? This story jumps around a bit back and forth in time and will do throughout. If you missed part 1, take a read.

Just a reminder, Dean is Dean in this, not Mox. This is how long it has taken me to write this.

Words of encouragement are always appreciated!

Seth Rollins/OC/Roman Reigns/Dean Ambrose (Jon Moxley)

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Like all stories of love, it started when a girl met a boy. Only the boy was an up-and-coming talent in the biggest sports entertainment company. And the girl was just minding her business whilst manning the reception desk at her family’s gym.

I was standing, perma-grin in place, four hours deep into a ten-hour shift when the door swung open and he walked in. I remember his hair was pulled back into a thick knot at the base of his neck, one side blonde, the other dark. He had sunglasses that he had pulled down to scan the place before he spotted me.

“Hey,” he peers at my name badge. “Maddy?”

“Welcome, how can I help?” I smile, my jaw already aching.

He flashes me a smile back and I curse the faint flutter in the pit of my stomach “So I just moved to the area and I’m looking for a gym.”

“Well, you’ve come to the right place,” I nod towards the double-doors leading to the main gym floor.

“Yeah,” he chuckles. “So where do I sign?”

“Don’t you want a tour first?”

He shakes his head and then stops and glances around. “If I say yes, does this get you extra brownie points with your boss or…”

“No.”

He pauses and then shrugs. “I’ll take the tour anyway.”

I eye him suspiciously, but move out from behind the desk anyway and gesture for him to follow.

“So as you can see, you’ve got your standard cardio machines, treadmills, bikes and so on.”

He trails behind me and out of the corner my eye I can see he’s not even looking. In fact, his gaze seems to be solely on… I curse the broken dryer in my building which meant I had to resort to the uniform skirt rather than shorts today.

“And over here,” I turn to meet his eye instead. “We have the weight machines and then the free weights area.”

He has the decency to blush ever so faintly and I’m surprised by both the show of humility and my lack of annoyance that he was staring at my ass in the first place.

“Any questions?”

He shakes his head. “Seems to be a no nonsense kinda place. I like it.”

“That’s us, straight up, no frills.”

“Where do I sign?”

Back in reception, I hand him a branded clipboard, pen and form to complete. I stare at the computer screen, pretending to be occupied whilst he fills out his details.

“Is there a card I need for access or…?” He asks as he hands back the paperwork.

“Yeah, it’ll be ready by tomorrow morning,” I glance down at the clipboard. “Mr Rollins.”

“Seth.”

“Seth. Right. Well, I guess I’ll see you around.” I make a start on entering his details on the system.

He nods, drumming his fingers absentmindedly on the desk. “Thanks for the tour.”

“No worries.”

I can sense him still lingering so I look back up from the computer. “Anything else I can help you with?”

He’s about to answer when the door leading to the manager’s office opens and I see my father making his way over. “Maddy, I can’t make head nor tail of this new ass filing system. The computer keeps shuttin’ me out, something about an administrator password or somethin’, can you give me a hand?”

“I’ll be there in a minute,” I call back, giving Seth what I hope is an apologetic smile. Between watching my dad type one-fingered versus helping a new customer, it doesn’t even matter if said customer was eyeing up my ass a few minutes earlier, I’d still take it.

Dad rounds the desk anyway and starts to peer at the computer next to me. “Will this one do the same?”

“Give me five minutes and I’ll help you. I’m trying to help our newest member,” I gesture towards Seth.

Dad glances up and does a double-take. “Seth Rollins? In my gym? Sir, it’s a pleasure to have you with us. My name’s Bill, I head up this establishment.” I watch, puzzled as Dad extends his hand and Seth shakes it. “Me and the guys, we’ve come down to a few shows, you’re a talent my friend. Surely though, you’ve got a state of the art gym over at the Performance Centre?”

Seth chuckles. “Thank you, i appreciate it. And sure, it’s a decent place but it can get pretty busy and sometimes you just gotta have your own space.”

“Well you are more than welcome. I take it Maddy gave you the tour of our facilities - they’re pretty basic, but hey, we don’t get any complaints.”

“She did,” Seth nods. “She’s a credit to your business.”

Dad chuckles. “She is the business, father and daughter making it work, ain’t that right Maddy?”

Seth meets my gaze and I swear for a split second there’s a flicker of something - realisation, confusion, confliction? Whatever it is passes as quickly as it came. “Family business huh? I like it. I reckon there’s a few guys on the roster who might be interested in coming down.”

“More the merrier!” Dad is practically jumping for joy and his energy is still buzzing after Seth exits. “Maddy, you make sure to give him and any of the other guys he brings here anything they want.”

Needless to say that at some point, I took that to the extreme.

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Present Day

“Maddy?” Seth stares at me incredulously. “What the-”

“Hey, do you mind?” Married Man has decided to stand his ground despite the interruption. “We were having a conversation.”

“Yeah, I don’t think calling a woman a whore is a good conversation starter,” Roman says stepping forward, folding his arms across his chest and cocking his head to one-side.

“What are you, her bodyguard?”

“Oh dude, you really should quit whilst you’re ahead,” Dean chuckles as he stands shoulder to shoulder with Roman. “C’mon, take your beer, go to your room, jerk off and leave it at that huh?”

Married Man bristles. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“What’s he got, shit for brains?” Dean mutters, but loud enough for all to hear. “Either you leave or we make you leave. Got it?”

There’s a pause and then. “Fine.”

“Y’know if you wanted to finish this conversation on a polite note, you’d apologise,” Roman nods towards me.

“Fine. Sorry,” Married Man barely gives me a glance as he shuffles around the imposing threesome and hastily exits the bar.

I exhale a breath that I hadn’t realised I was holding and run a hand through my hair. My hand is trembling and I’m not sure it’s entirely down to the insults thrown my way.

“Maddy,” Seth is saying as he approaches. “What the hell are you doing here?”

I manage to compose myself enough to stand, his arms enveloping me in a familiar embrace. “I could ask the same of you.” His lips brush against my cheek as he holds me to him for a brief moment.

Dean and Roman pull me into hugs of their own and as we all take our seats around the table, I feel dizzy at the combination of all their scents. It’s intoxicating and I fight back the memories that it stirs within me.

“Dean moved out here a year ago and we happened to be in town,” Seth explains.

“You finally left Vegas? Or did Vegas leave you?”

Dean chuckles. “Both. I got myself a wife, a daughter.”

“All grown up, huh?” I laugh. “Let me see?” I gesture at his phone.

He obliges and I’m treated to a few photos of him with a beautiful blonde, his arms wrapped tightly around her and then a fair-haired baby girl who grins up at the camera from her play mat.

“Gorgeous, the pair of them,” I tell him. “And you?” I say to Roman.

“Same. Wife, kids. A girl, twin boys.”

“And another set on the way,” chimes in Seth.

“Wow, you have been busy,” I tease as Roman hands me a phone, a relaxed family portrait on the screen showing him with a dark-haired bombshell and three kids that clearly have inherited their father’s flawless facial bone structure. “Beautiful,” I tell him.

I glance at Seth, expecting him to tell me of his own wife and kids but he shakes his head.

“Oh no. I’m free as a bird. More than happy in my honorary uncle status.”

Huh. Not the answer I was expecting but I’m not sad to hear it either. He meets my gaze steadily but only for a second before looking away.

“So how comes you’re out here?” Roman asks and I wonder if the change of subject is deliberate or just curiosity.

“Work,” I tell him. “We got bought out by one of the big chains about five years ago, I progressed up into their corporate office and now I spend most of my time travelling to check out potential new sites for purchase, take-over, franchises.”

“How’s your dad?” Dean asks.

I feel my face falter. “He passed away last year.”

“Shit,” I hear Seth murmur. “I’m so sorry Maddy.” Out of the corner of my eye, I see his hand start to move towards mine and then he hesitates and clearly rethinks his actions.

Dean and Roman offer their condolences and ask tentatively what happened.

“He was ill for a while. It’s one of the reasons we decided to take the buy-out offer. I couldn’t do it on my own and I didn’t want to. He was the heat and soul of that place. It wouldn’t have been the same to carry on without him being a part of it.”

They all nod and then raise their beers in a toast. I smile, warmed by the gesture. Dad had been fond of them all, having spent many hours watching them rise through the ranks and I remember, with a pang of guilt, when I told him that Seth and I were no longer seeing each other and seeing the flicker of disappointment at the realisation that neither he, Dean or Roman would likely drop by again.

I’d felt the disappointment myself. But my relief that it was over most certainly trumped it.

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RAW 16/10/23

Lonely Sami

The opening segment featured Sami Zayn as he talks about being on his own now that Kevin Owens has been traded to Smackdown for Jey Uso. The Judgement Day came out to beat up Sami, until Jey makes the save. The main takeaway is that Sami is frustrated because Jey has a friend, a tag team partner, and the tag team belts; all that Sami once had.

Ricochet and Shinsuke Nakamura fought in a Falls Count Anywhere match. Wade Barrett stated on commentary that this will be Ricochet’s playground and it was exactly that. There was an INSANE spot where Ricochet did a shooting star press off a balcony and onto Nakamura. Ultimately Ricochet lost, but for some time I thought, maybe, just maybe he may pick up a victory.

Natalya took on Piper Niven in a short and awkward match. Piper won and Tegan Knox came to the save in post-match beatdown.

The story between Seth Rollins and Drew Mcintyre advances as Seth tells Drew to get over his past defeats and move forward. Drew can’t, but wants to prove he can beat Rollins without getting screwed over. Later Drew crosses paths with Sami and tells him he shouldn’t be forgiving Jey so easily and with that happy-go-lucky attitude he won’t ever become World Heavyweight Champion. Sami reenforces what Seth told Drew; that he needs to get over the Bloodline. This ends in a challenge for next week as Sami will take on Drew.

Ludwig and Gargano had a good match but ended due to shenanigans. More followed during the Rhea Ripley and Shayna Baszler match, which was quite good with some hard-hitting strikes until Nia Jax, Zoey Stark, Raquel Rodriguez all got involved in an outside brawl. This eventually ended the bout in a DQ. New Raw GM, Adam Pearce made a five-way at Crown Jewel. I have a feeling it will be a short match full of finishers with Rhea winning.

Jade Cargill made another appearance as she was about to challenge Becky for the NXT title, but Lynch told her to get in line. Cargill still has no destination, but I like what is being done here by having her turn up and mix it a little with different talent. This gives us – the audience – a barometer to measure chemistry.

I hate ‘’yeet’’.

Gunther – to no surprise – retained his Intercontinental Championship. The matched had a lot of chopping with a very impressive powerbomb delivered from Gunter on Bronson Reed to end the match.

The main event was an interesting one as Jimmy Uso interfered, costing Jey and Cody Rhodes the belts. Prior to this, Damien Priest put Cody through the announce table and Dominik Mysterio was getting involved quite a bit. It seemed like our champs didn’t have a chance here. I guess Drew was right about not leaving the Bloodline in the rearview mirror.

This was a better show than Smackdown, but we need more clean matches with a winner. I didn’t mind the tag team titles being dropped. I think Cody needs to go back to being solo and we need to see what main event Jey can do outside of being a tag team, although he has Sami if they don’t have anything for him to do.

#wwe raw #rhea ripley #dominik mysterio #damien priest #cody rhodes #yeet #jade cargill #wwe nxt #becky lynch #drew mcintyre #sami zayn

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My rankings of Wrestlemania 40 matches (from somebody who knows very little about wrestling)

DAY 1

Rhea Ripley vs Becky Lynch - 4.5/5 stars

I'm going to be honest, I really didn't know what this match would hold because I wasn't a big fan of woman's wrestling, but I would like to publicly say that I was wrong. It was too standard to go any higher than I rated it, but for what it was, it was brilliant.

Six-Pack Tag Team Ladder Match - 4/5 stars

I love a good match gimmick, and ladder matches are pretty much always great. Now, I can acknowledge that, from an objective standpoint, the match could've been handled significantly better in a few regards. First, it felt like not all 12 participants really played a role in the match, and so I feel like less people were necessary in the match. Second, the Smackdown titles were grabbed really quickly. I get that A-Town Down Under are supposed to be douche heels, but still, the match could've benefited from a few more minutes without a title being claimed. Third, it felt like New Catch Republic were doing work and got nothing, which was sad. So, why is it so high? One reason: I love The Awesome Truth. R-Truth got so many fun spots in the match, and I was cheering him on all the way. Also, although I knocked on the match, it was a fun match regardless and still was full of cool spots.

Rey Mysterio and Andrade vs Santos Escobar and Dominik Mysterio - 2.5/5 stars

Look, I like the Mysterios. But we already watched this match last Wrestlemania, and making it a tag match didn't nearly change enough to justify seeing it again. Yes, it was enjoyable. Yes, I didn't hate it. Yes, the interference from the Eagles players was enjoyable. But we really didn't need this match.

Jey Uso vs Jimmy Uso - 3/5 stars

When we get a Bloodline story match, a certain expectation of quality is held by the crowd. This match was short, mostly just kicks, and didn't really hit that Bloodline mark. Frankly, I was disappointed. But, the Usos always deliver a fun performance, and I was entertained for the (albeit short) duration of the match. Honestly, when I read that the two of them were facing off, I envisioned a spot in my head where they both superkick each other at the same time (I have literally no clue if it's been done before, but I think that would be dope). Also, Lil Wayne didn't really add much to Jey's intro, and, despite a certain commentator's remarks, he is not "the greatest rapper of all time".

Jade Cargill, Bianca Belair, and Naomi vs Damage CTRL - 3.5/5 stars

When I say that I know little about wrestling, this is a match where that fact is wholeheartedly applicable. What I will say is that this match, along with pretty much every other match so far (minus the first one) suffer from their short length. Because of the longer main event, the matches leading up to it don't really have time to fully develop. Also, I feel like this match would be better if I knew Jade considering that the match was essentially a squash match for her. It was a fun viewing experience, if not a little confusing at times.

Sami Zayn vs Gunther - 4.75/5 stars

This was a classic underdog match. One commentator (I forget which) compared the match to Rocky IV, and I think that was a big inspiration for the match. Sami Zayn's comeback was brilliant and awe-inspiring. The match was great, but it lacked that big surprise to promote it to five stars.

The Rock and Roman Reigns vs Cody Rhodes and Seth Rollins - 5/5 stars

If nothing else, this Wrestlemania had some of the best main events in history. The Rock's commands to the ref ("You count, you're fired.") really helped bring the long tag team match together, making it more like a no disqualification match than a standard tag team match. Cody and Seth both played great heroes, and Roman and Rock both played great villains. Unfortunately, the outcome was predictable in order to get Sunday's main event to be the match stipulation it was meant to be. But, it's a great match, and it really sets an excellent stage for the next main event.

DAY 2

Drew McIntyre vs Seth Rollins (plus Damian Priest vs Drew McIntyre) - 4/5 stars

Seth Rollins had an admirable showing after his beating the previous night, and although he lost, it was much closer than a lot of us (and Drew McIntyre) expected. Damian Priest's cash in was a favorite moment, especially considering McIntyre and CM Punk's feud and fight crescendoing into a cash in. Ultimately, you have to love a cash in.

The Street Profits and Bobby Lashley vs The Final Testament - 3.5/5 stars

The match was very standard in structure for a match, with heel domination, a flip, and the heroes defeating the villains in the end. It was fine, but it really felt like a match that solely existed for Bubba Ray Dudley to referee and ultimately assist in defeating The Final Testament. I like the Dudleys, but I wish that a bigger focus would be placed on the actual talent. Also, I'm not really sure why Snoop Dogg was involved with the commentary other than the advertisement. It just felt random. And all the marijuana jokes really took away from the match and weren't funny. Sorry, Snoop.

LA Knight vs AJ Styles - 4.25/5 stars

LA Knight's rise to popularity is meteoric, and his first Wrestlemania match didn't disappoint. I do wish that the match was fleshed out more, but LA Knight beat AJ Styles. Who can argue with results? Both wrestlers had a good showing, and the crowd was invested throughout. It's not going to be a classic, but it was very enjoyable for what it was. Also, why was LA Knight a sellout to Slim Jim at the beginning? It just seemed odd for the egotistical narcissistic personality of LA Knight to bow down to the corporate masters of beef jerky.

Logan Paul vs Kevin Owens vs Randy Orton - 4/5 stars

I'm about to say something that may be seen as controversial. I like Logan Paul. I think that the man plays a great heel, and that he's been playing a great heel since he made his YouTube channel all those years ago. Frankly, though, I'm not really a Kevin Owens fan. He's just not really original in any aspect. Pretty much all of his moves are just moves from other wrestlers. And, although I like Randy Orton, he's getting older, and I'm sorry, but I don't think he should really have a US Championship run at this point in his career. Speed's role in the match was entertaining, and Logan Paul really sold his character well, but I just wasn't fully invested in the participants, so it fell on deaf ears.

Bayley vs Iyo Sky - 3/5 stars

This match probably deserved more stars than what I've given it. But, by this point in the show, I was just falling asleep. I don't know if it was the match's fault or my own poor sleep schedule coming back to haunt me, but it just failed to engage me fully. I'm giving it 3 stars because the crowd seemed engaged and what little wrestling I could stomach was good.

Cody Rhodes vs Roman Reigns - 10/5 stars

I'm not joking with that review. This is genuinely, in my uninformed opinion, the greatest match ever wrestled. The pacing, the story, the interference from other wrestlers, and everything else was perfect or nearly perfect. If you didn't watch Wrestlemania and somehow stumbled upon my 0 follower Tumblr account, go watch this match now. Don't search anything else. Don't even finish this review. You'll lose it, I promise. Now, for those of us that have seen it, my only real note was that I wished Dean Ambrose would've joined Seth Rollins in his Shield entrance, but he's a AEW guy, so I get why that wouldn't happen. Other than that, though, the match is perfect.

OVERALL - 4.75/5 stars

This Wrestlemania felt like it suffered from success with its main events in the sense that, because they were so long with so much star power, every other match was overshadowed heavily and many matches felt far too short. But, for being the first Wrestlemania of the "Paul Levesque era" (Stephanie McMahon said that), it was exceptional, and it really started the show and sent the viewer home every night with a bang. It gets so many kudos for those main events, even if other matches weren't quite up to snuff. Overall, I think I speak for WWE fans everywhere when I say that I'm excited for more Triple H writing.

#wwe #wrestlemania #wrestlemania 40 #wrestlemania xl

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He Doesn't Deserve You - Part 3 (18+)

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Female!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Wet Dream, NSFW, Scared!Reader, Worried!Reader, Traveling, Meeting Fans, Scary boss Stephanie McMahon, Stories about other superstars (They are actually true, so might be a trigger/shocking to you?) 18+ blog. I think that’s about it! hot shower smut, Minors DNI

Word Count: 1,771

Parts: One / Two / Four

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You grabbed onto the door handle, taking a deep breathe, knowing what was going to happen. Were you getting fired for having your personal life interfere with business? Possibly hitting Finn Balor like that would get you fired too, but he deserved it. You slowly turned the knob and opened the door, seeing Stephanie McMahon the one who runs Raw with her right hand man, Mick Foley.

“Y/n, sit.” Stephanie demanded, eyeing the chair across the desk. Swallowing hard you pulled up a seat across the two who work very hard to keep Raw’s rating up and entertaining.

“Y/n, do you know why we called you into our office?” Stephanie questioned, folding her arms and giving you a cold look.

“Because I uh, I attacked Finn?” You asked, fiddling your fingers. You were nervous, you worked too hard to get where you were at today and now it’s all in the trash because a boy and a very stupid mistake. Your mother was right, men are no good.

“Yes, I don’t like it when my soon to be star of the roaster gets attacked by a jealous ex.” Stephanie growled out lowly. You couldn’t help but to frown.

“But Stephanie, Finn and I never dated. I… I.” You inhaled a breath and exhaled slowly. “I cheated on Seth with Finn.” You mumbled shamefully. You didn’t want to confess it to your boss, you didn’t want any more people knowing but somehow the whole roaster found out and so did the Wwe Universe. “Am I… Am I getting fired?” You squealed, forcing the words out as your throat was tightening up. You felt like you wanted to cry, your heart was pounding as you got cold sweats. “I didn’t mean for any of this, I didn’t mean to hurt Seth, I didn’t mean to offend this company, I didn’t mean to offend you two.” You explained, fresh tears streaming down your cheeks. You quickly wiped them, it was already bad enough that you were showing how weak you were, but at least they didn’t think you were some cold-hearted bitch.

“Y/n,” Mick began. “everyone in the roaster makes mistakes, Randy Orton was the youngest to hold the heavyweight championship, he let the power go to his head. He used drugs and cheated on his wife with many women while traveling, but with a little help he got back on the right track. Nikki Bella got breast implants and I know sometimes she regrets it. There’s so many mistakes everyone has made, I think I’ve listed enough since some are very private, like Mr. Orton’s story but it’s true. You just need a fresh start.” Mick explained, you knew he was a kind hearted man but you didn’t know where he was going with this.

“So, I’m not getting fired?” You asked, letting out breath. You quickly frowned. “I’m going to TNA, aren’t I?” You despised TNA, the company was sketchy as fuck and it didn’t help that they were kicked off the air and now have to film their events then publish it on the internet to keep ‘ratings’.

Stephanie couldn’t help but to laugh. “No, we would never send one of our superstars over there without their permission. We talked to my brother and Daniel about you transferring over to SmackDown. We were going to suspend you for a little while but my brother begged us to have you go on his show.” Stephanie shrugged, she didn’t know what her brother’s plans were for you and neither did Mick.

“So, I’m being transferred over to Smackdown?” You asked wanting to make sure if you heard everything right.

Stephanie nodded, her hands together. “This is your second chance, don’t mess this up or you will be fired.” Stephanie warned.

You nodded graciously, “Thank you, thank you for this second chance.”

“Don’t thank me, thank my brother.” She said. “Safe travels, they’re in Florida. They’ll be in North Carolina next week. Shane wants you to be there ready for the show.” Stephanie informed. You nodded at the new information and left with it.

You ignored people and their glares towards you, you quickly went to the women’s locker room, changing into your street clothes and leaving for North Carolina.

“Seth.” You giggled softly as he kissed your shoulder, his hands on your waist and started to rub up your body. “I’m trying to take a shower.” You squirmed in his grip as he made his way up your neck, kissing behind your ear. He knew just the right places that made you melt. His free hand came up to your wet breast, cupping it. You arched your back, pressing your bum up against his hardening cock.

“Fucking hell, y/n.” Seth moaned lowly, his right hand slowly running down your body and rubbing your clit in slow circles. Turning you around so now the warm water was hitting your back. He pulled you into a kiss. “Happy Valentines’ day baby, I love you so much.” He mumbled against your lips. “Come on, let’s take this to the bedroom.” He purred, his hands going down your wet body and gripping your ass. You couldn’t help but to giggle and kiss him once more but quickly pulled away, teasing him.

You quickly woke up, panting. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and trying to get your vision to focus. It was only a dream, you sighed heavily and popped your back. The back seats of the rental car was very uncomfortable. Since you didn’t make much money like the other wrestlers like Seth, Finn, Sasha and more you couldn’t afford to get a hotel every night, so were at a rest stop in North Carolina, you were close to arena where Smack Down was going to be taken place at. Looking around it was still dark, you grabbed your phone to see notifications from twitter, Instagram and a few texts messages from family. 5:37 am it read on top of your screen. The sun was about to rise any minute. You grunted as you climbed out of the back seat of the car, sighing heavily as your panties were drenched. “Stupid emotions, stupid dream, stupid Seth.” You mumbled, you hated how you were so attracted to the man, but your heart couldn’t help it. He was your first serious relationship. Sighing you placed your bare feet on the cold concrete. You stretched your arms, letting out a tired moan. Rolling your shoulders, popping them and sighed out in relief. They weren’t wrong in NXT, how wrestling would damage your body.

You went to the back of the car, opening up the trunk and grabbed your things. You quickly brushed your teeth and put on your shoes. You changed your shirt but left your sweats on. You didn’t mind changing out in public, you had a bra on so it was okay, you wrestled half naked for crying out loud. You ran your fingers through your h/c hair and sighed. Getting into your car and letting it run for a little bit. Soft music played out of the speakers, grabbing your phone you scrolled through the messages, lots of hate mail from fans about the whole Seth and Finn drama. You couldn’t believe that this was still going on, you just wish that it went away.

You checked your text messages and smiled softly to see you got one from your mom. ‘Hey honey, just checking in. I know you’re busy travel and all but you hardly check in anymore! I hope you are okay, kisses to you and Seth!’ She sent a kissy face emoji after. You frowned when you read the last part of the text. Kisses to you and Seth. Man, you really haven’t checked in lately to tell her the news about Seth. You bit your lip, debating if you should text her back or not. ‘She’s your mother, you better reply.’ Your subconscious was screaming out. You sighed, resting your head on the steering wheel, you didn’t know what to say.

‘Hey mom, sorry I’ve been busy. You know how this company is, work, work, work. I’m about to hit the road again, I’ll call you when I get to the hotel tonight. Love you.’ You hit three red heart emoji’s and clicked send. You put the car in drive and exit out of the resting area and hit the highway.

You were exhausted and tired of sitting in the car for hours to get to your destination. Waddling out of a gas station with a cup of coffee in your hand, it wasn’t no Starbucks, but it’ll do.”Is that.. Oh my god, it is!” You jumped to hear someone screaming. You looked over to see two teenagers running towards you. “Y/n, y/n! Could my sister and I have a picture and a autograph?” The boy asked.

The older sister elbowed her brother in the ribs. “Dude, be cool.” She mumbled. The boy smiled weakly with a sharpie out, his hand shaking.

You smiled softly at the two siblings. “Well sure thing.” You said, you were happy to have fans like this still. The boy handed his phone to his sister and posed next to you, you kissed is cheek. You could feel his face heat up at your actions. “Me next!” The sister squealed. She handed her brother her phone and quickly hugged you, her brother snapped a picture and the girl pulled away. “Thank you so much, my brother and I big fans.” She smiled widely.

“Thank you, I’m glad I still have super fans like you two.”

“Is it because of the whole Seth Rollins and Finn Balor thing?” The brother blurted out. He soon grunted as his sister punched him hard in the shoulder. You frowned and sighed out heavily.

“Yeah, yeah that’s why.” You mumbled. “Listen, I have to go. I hope to see you guys at the show tonight.” You waved, walking towards your car.

“Hey, Y/n?” The girl called out, you stopped in your tracks and turned your head. “Thing’s will get better, I just know it.” She smiled widely, you couldn’t help but to smile too.

“I sure do hope so, kid.” You said.

“Austin, Emma. We’re leaving!” A girl that was a little bit older than the two called out, must have been there sister.

“Bye, Y/n!” The two yelled and rushed towards the car. You walked towards your black SUV and sat in the driver’s seat. Maybe this transfer to Smack Down was good for you, what’s the worst that can happen?

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Note: This story is remastered, I'm thinking about touching it up and continuing it again? Not totally sure though!

Seth Rollins' Masterlist

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Tagged by the lovely @itookyoudown

LAST SONG:

Holiday by Lil Nas X

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

Delicious in Dungeon, Somebody Feed Phil, Fantasy High Junior Year

THREE SHIPS:

Ambrollins (Dean Ambrose/Seth Rollins, feeling old school)

Geraskier (Geralt/Jaskier)

Adam Copeland/Christian Cage

FAVORITE COLOR(S):

Silver. Yellow. Teal.

CURRENTLY READING:

Out There Screaming, a short story collection of horror by black authors, curated by Jordan Peele. For Small Creatures Such as We by Sasha Sagan.

CURRENTLY CONSUMING:

Just finished a rootbeer float.

FIRST SHIP:

Goku/Vegeta. Toonami was a part of my formative teenage years.

PLACE OF BIRTH:

Oklahoma

CURRENT LOCATION:

Oklahoma

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:

Married 18 years this July.

LAST MOVIE:

I am struggling to remember the last movie I watched. Haunted Mansion, maybe?

CURRENTLY WORKING ON:

Justified fic exchange. Justified Shining AU. Chorange grindr fic. Just trying to write, period.

i'll tag @wildglitterwolf @smoking-ace @matriaya @polyfacetious

#me stuff #ask games

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plentyoffandoms · 2 years

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Lie About Us (Part 15)

Daniel Garcia x f/Reader

Warnings: Some swearing.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Just a short chapter, the next one will be longer & the last one.

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Lie About Us Masterlist ♡ Daniel Garcia Masterlist ♡ Jon Moxley Masterlist

Summary: F/Reader is the daughter of Jon Moxley & starts to date Daniel Garcia. The only problem is, she hasn't told her father.

Colby - Seth Rollins ☆ Paul - Wheeler Yuta

Jon Moxley's POV:

"Jonathan Daniel Garcia."

Wait, what?

I saw Renee cover her mouth in shock as she looked between YN, Daniel and I.

"Dad?" My daughter said.

"You named him after me, but why?" A confused look came over their faces.

"Because you're his Grandpa, my Dad."

"But I have been horrible to you both." I looked down at my Grandson, who was fussing but not that bad yet.

"Daniel, want to come with me?" Renee asked as she could see that YN and I needed to talk.

"Yeah sure." He stood up from his chair, leaned down and gave YN a kiss and followed Renee out the door.

I took the spot that Daniel was once sitting in and made myself comfy.

"Dad, we can start fresh if you would like? Go back to how it was before we started to fight." YN suggested.

"That isn't going to be possible though is it Princess? You are engaged and you just had a baby."

"It can be possible. I know we both said some things we are not proud of."

"I told you to pick him over me and that wasn't fair for us. Renee made me sleep on the couch in the basement for that."

"Not even one of the spare rooms?" YN asked me, clearly amused.

"Nope, they were off limits. I had to grovel." My daughter snorted at me as she laughed. I have missed her laughter.

"Dad, I knew we would eventually talk again and I made a promise to you when I was younger that I would include your name with my first born."

I completely forgot about that.

YN and I were playing house. She was pretending to be the Mom and I was her son. "Now for your name." I came up with something that I thought was funny and YN did laugh and agreed to it. Later on she told me that if she ever had a child, that they would either have the first or middle name Jonathan or a girly version of it. I asked her why, and with the innocence of a child, she answer, "because you're my hero Daddy."

I didn't know it at the time but YN was being abused by her birth mother. Even the thought of that woman makes me want to throw something, but I calmed myself down when I heard the little coos coming from the baby boy in my arms.

I looked down at him and I couldn't help but smile. "Our little Jonnie." I said, not even bothering to look up.

When I did look up, I saw her phone in her hand and she was taking photos. "Let me take some photos of you two." I said as I reached my hand out and she placed her phone in it.

I gently handed her my Grandson and took a few photos. The door opened and in walked Renee, Nora and Daniel.

"Every one wants to see him. Is it okay if I take him out or just wait a bit longer?" Daniel asked.

"It's fine. Kris keeps asking when they can see him." YN said as she handed over her son.

"Colby and Becky want to come in as they have to leave soon." Renee said. I looked at YN to see if it was okay.

"They are here too? Of course." YN asked, completely surprised.

"Princess, everyone is here or they have been calling nonstop." I said to her.

Daniel left the room once more and not even a moment later, Becky and Colby came in.

"Hey kid, you gave us a bit of a scare there." Colby said as he hugged YN carefully.

Later on Becky told me that when she told him what was going on, he broke down crying so much so that he actually made himself sick over it.

Colby and YN were close. She saw him as an Uncle and he saw her a niece. He never forgot a holiday or birthday. He even showed up with me to her school plays when he could and was the loudest one there.

"I'm fine Colby, I swear." She said to him as he pulled away. I saw her cup his face in her hands and she wiped away some tears.

"Are you sure?" He asked her. Becky was gripping my arm as we watched the two of them.

“Giving up is for rookies.” I laughed quietly when I heard her say that. That has been their thing since the one day he watched her for me and she forced him to watch a bunch of Disney movies.

I walked into my house, the two of them on the floor, a bowl of popcorn between them and they were just finishing the movie Hercules.

Colby and Becky left not long after that. They gushed over my Grandson. We took many photos of them with him.

As well as many with Nora and her nephew. Renee was already talking about getting these photos printed and hung up.

I could see YN fighting to stay awake. Daniel saw as well. I watched as he quietly spoke to her and she nodded her head yes at whatever he was saying.

"I think it is time for us to get to the hotel." Renee said. "We will be back in the morning."

Renee kissed her cheek and I kissed her forehead, muttering how much I love her.

I was just about to leave the room when I turned around to say something else, when I saw Daniel push YN's hair away from her face and smile down at her.

The room was as quiet as it can be and I heard him say, "I don't want to be alone tonight."

"Daniel, sweetheart I am fine." He took a breath.

"I know you are but I am scared that when I fall asleep I will see you lying there, not moving, not breathing." His voice cracked.

"Daniel, come with Renee and I. We got plenty of space in the hotel room." I offered. He jumped slightly as he thought I was gone and YN looked at me with a tired smile.

"I don't want to impose." He said.

"Not at all. You need to be with family right now." This was probably one of the nicest things I have ever said to him.

He agreed and kissed YN goodbye, promising that he would be back in the morning.

Renee was waiting for me, talking with Eddie and Paul. I took Nora from her and held her against my chest. I felt myself go soft when my baby girl snuggled into my chest.

"Daniel is coming with us. I don't want him to be alone tonight." I told her.

"I agree. He needs to be around family." Renee said to me. She knew this was a big step in the right direction for YN and I to heal.

And I really didn't want him to be alone. I have no idea what I would of done in his spot. One second she was fine and the next second she wasn't.

"I have my car if you would like for me to drive?" Daniel offered as he just finished talking with the Doctor about YN.

"Sure kid, but I'm in charge of the music."

"YN is the same way when she is in the car." He teased.

"Well, then I already know the music will be good. She is my daughter after all."

Final Part

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queencherryberry · 2 years

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Here it is, my second ever story. I’d like to thank @randy-ortons-chair for giving me the ✨motivation✨🥵 for writing this.

Minors do not interact

BEAUTIFUL MISTAKES

Reader x Matt Riddle

Warnings: Weed Usage, drinking, cheating, unprotected sex(because of being under the influence)

You had known Matt Riddle for a while. You guys always hung out when you and your boyfriend had any sort of argument or fight. Tonight was no exception. You and your boyfriend Seth Rollins had a fight about how much time you spend with Matt. Matt was Seth’s rival both in and unfortunately out of the ring. Part of their personal fued was about you. But tonight you had had it with both Seth’s possessiveness over you and his ego. You packed an over night bag and told him you were going to your brothers’ house. Truth be told, you were actually going to Matt’s. You didn’t need Seth’s jealousy making things worse if he knew you were going to Matt’s. You’d never hear the end of it.

On your Uber to Matt’s you sent Matt a text explaining why you were staying and making plans for how to spend the night. Lots of suggestions were thrown around until the both of you agreed upon going to get drinks once you arrived at Matt’s place and got settled in for the night. After thirty minutes your Uber pulled up infront of Matt’s place and he was waiting outside for you. You smiled to yourself when you saw him. You’d be lying if didn’t say he reminded you of a golden retriever. He grabbed your bag for you and even opened your door for you. Something Seth hasn’t done in a long time for you since his ego has gotten bigger over the course of the 3 years you guys have been together. Where as you and Matt have only known each other for only 9 months. In the short time you guys have known each other you guys were already really close. Some people around the locker rooms swore you were actually cheating on Seth with Matt, but that was not the case.

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When you guys got to the bar you guys ordered your drinks. Matt had a regular beer like usual and you had a blue Hawaiian. You and Matt talked about your relationship issues with Seth, Matt’s recent divorce as well and moved on to other topics. About three hours later, Matt was six beers and four shots in and well, you were five mixed drinks, four shots, and two regular beers in. Matt had a good buzz going but you were well past the point of tipsy. Matt looked at his phone and figured it was time to head back home. He excused himself to go pay for the drinks and call an Uber to come get you guys. Within a span of the ten minutes he was gone, you had managed to drunkenly spill your last drink on your shirt. You started freaking out when he got back. He sighed a bit and then he led you to the bathroom so you could clean yourself up. “Hold on,” he said running into the mens’ room and ridding himself of his shirt under his jacket and returned to meet you outside of the ladies room. “Put this on and I can wash your shirt when we get home. Just put your shirt in your purse or something.” He said handing you the shirt. You stared for a moment at Matt not realizing you were imagining raking your nails down his toned chest and abs. You licked your bottom lip and lightly bit it too. Matt saying your name snapped you from your dirty thoughts and you blushed. You took the shirt and swapped your soiled one with his he gave you. It was a bit big on you but you weren’t really sober to care.

When the Uber arrived he opened the door and got in and you followed suit but last minute tripped over your own feet and practically landed in his lap. How you caught yourself made you blush all over again. One hand landed on his thigh and the other landed very close to his crotch. Within that brief touch you could’ve sworn you felt his member start to stir. You blushed and sat up placing your hands in your lap as it didn’t even phase him and he reached around you to close the door.

Once home, you plopped on the couch while Matt put your shirt in the wash along with his other clothes. You had been on your phone playing games till you heard him ask you a question. “Y/n, you still down to smoke or do you want to wake and bake in the morning?” He’s asked standing in the living room doorway in some shorts instead of the skinny jeans he was wearing earlier. Your eyes started wondering again over his toned body. Your tongue darting out to wet your lips as you scanned his body. “Yeah….yeah I’m still down to smoke Matty, can I get a glass of water first?” You asked forcing yourself from your dirty thoughts this time. He nodded and walked to the kitchen to get you a water. “I’m going to go change into my sleep attire so that when we’re done I can just pass out.” You told him. It was at that moment you realize that you had neglected to ask him where he set your bag. You poked your head into the guest room that you normally stay in but had seen he had converted the room into some sort makeshift at home gym. You sighed and looked in his room. You found your bag and grabbed your clothes to change into. Five minutes later you were wearing your bedtime short shorts and a loose tank that showed off your tattoos you had scattered all over. If you were to reach up a bit in the tank your belly piercing would be exposed as well. You came out of the bathroom and joined Matt in his room. He was waiting for you with a freshly loaded bowl and your water on the night stand. You sat next to him as he took the first hit.

After two hours and four bowls later of passing back and forth you on the last hit of the night. Before you could exhale the hit you just took Matt suggested that you guys shot gun the last hit. You nodded with your mouth still full of smoke. Matt cupped your face and attached his lips to yours and sucked in the smoke from your mouth. He then exhaled through his nose. You couldn’t help yourself, you lightly grazed his bottom lip. Without thinking your arms snaked around his neck. The both of you started making out heavily.

After ten minutes Matt pulled you into his lap. You straddled his lap as guys started making out harder. One of his hands rubbed your back while the other held your hip. Soon both his hands were at your hips making you grind against his crotch. This time you were very sure he had an erection. You broke the kiss to take a breath and rested your forehead on his. Both of you panted for air catching your breaths. His hands snaked up under your tank and just rested at your sides. Your lips quickly found a new spot to attach themselves and it was on his neck. Hearing him groan only egged you on. Before you knew it your tank went flying across the room, one of his hands grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled your face away from his neck. Before you could protest his face was buried in your chest.

After about fifteen minutes of going back and fourth playfully fighting for dominance between the two of you, you had ultimately lost. You were now whimpering and moaning under Matt as he was slamming into you. Another thing Seth hasn’t done in months, but that’s for another time. Right now the only thing you wanted to think of was if you were going to be able to walk in the morning after you and Riddle were done going at it like animals. To get a better advantage and to go deeper Riddle moved on of your legs to his shoulder and quickened his pace. Now this….this is what made you start screaming his name. Somehow your best friend knew how touch your body right better than Seth did after 3 years. With Riddle basically fucking you into the mattress your walls all but damn near clamped around his dick. He could tell you were close so he leaned down and latched onto your neck harshly. Hearing you scream his name was like music to his ears. He didn’t care if his neighbors heard. His own orgasm was near but he wasn’t stopping till you had yours.

When his mouth found your sensitive spot on your neck, it was all over for you. You screamed his name loudly, you clawed up his back, and your legs found their way back to his waist and locked themselves there driving Riddle deeper inside you. Soon you saw stars as your orgasm washed over you. Matt followed suit with his own. Matt pulled out and laid next to you. Both of you were panting, covered in sweat, and probably by now actually sober. Matt looked at his phone screen which said it was 5am. “We’ve been up all night bro. We should probably get some sleep.” He spoke first after catching his breath. You had looked at your own phone screen only to see 34 missed calls, 5 voicemails, and 78 text messages from Seth apologizing about your guys’ argument earlier and asking if you would consider coming home early. You sighed and just laid back down and cuddled up to Riddle under his blanket you’d actually have a proper clear thinking after some much needed sleep. Right now you were still mad at Seth. You soon drifted off in Matt’s arms.

#seth rollins #matt riddle #matt riddle imagine #Matt riddle smut #bookshelf #my favorite stoner #my second ever story

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combatfaerie · 5 months

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Ficlet: Turbulent

Story: Turbulent Word count: 1,102 Prompt: Pillowfort in an unusual place Also available at: AO3 and Wattpad and dreamwidth Summary: Dean seeks solace in the middle of a flight.

"Hey, Seth." Dean nudged his Shield brother's shoulder. "Can I borrow your hoodie?"

Seth pointed to the next row, where Becky was curled up beside Naomi. "Becky beat you to it," he replied. "She was cold."

"Not that one," Dean insisted, pointing to Seth's covered arms. "That one."

"Why?" Seth looked over and saw that Dean had his own hoodie balled up and stuck behind his head. "What's wrong with yours?"

"I need to build a pillowfort," Dean said irritably. "There's too many people in here."

Here was the first class section of the airplane, and Seth had to admit it was more full than usual for a midweek flight. It was one of the reasons he hadn't minded loaning one of his hoodies to Becky, since he had already been warm, but he caught a chill after taking a quick nap. "A pillowfort?"

Dean made a grabbing motion with his hand. "C'mon, man. I don't have the fancy headphones like you. I need something to block out the noise."

Seth glanced over at Roman, who was sitting between the window and Dean, but Roman was either sleeping deeply or faking it well. He was also hoodieless, Seth noted, and it took him a moment to spot Roman's regular hoodie folded in on itself almost like origami. "Fine," he said at last, "but I need it back before we get off the plane. You know I'm gonna have a hell of a time getting that one back from Becky now." He shrugged out of his second hoodie and tried to ignore the waves of coolness that swept up and down his arms. Come on, Rollins. You usually wear a t-shirt and shorts all day, he told himself. This is nothing.

Dean looked so visibly relieved as he took the hoodie and started folding it that Seth felt bad for even questioning him. Within moments, Dean had the hoodie folded into a makeshift pillow and he nudged Roman, who slowly opened one eye like a dragon roused from hibernation. "What?"

"I've got enough pillows now," Dean proclaimed, pointing to the airline-appointed pillow on his lap, his folded hoodie, and then Seth's. "You said you'd trade if I got enough pillows."

"Fine. I could use the extra leg room anyway." Roman stretched his shoulders out as Dean hopped to his feet and the two Shield brothers switched spots. As Seth watched on, Dean arranged his collection of airplane pillows—somehow he had managed to get an extra one—and borrowed hoodies to form a cushy box around his head. Then he draped a Shield t-shirt over the entire mass and leaned up against the wall of the plane. "We should really just get him some good headphones for Christmas," Roman muttered, stretching out his legs.

"With the way technology is around him?" Seth replied, shaking his head. "The headphones would probably only play ABBA songs or something."

"Serve him right." Then Roman gestured at Seth's bare arms. "How many hoodies do you pack, bro?"

Seth shrugged. "Usually two. Becky's almost always cold, so she's almost always asking to borrow a sweater or something. Mine are definitely big enough for her, so...." He glanced back up at Naomi and Becky, but both women seemed soundly asleep. "And then one for me, but I'm usually warm, so...." He fought the urge to rub his bare arms. I'll warm up eventually, he thought. Glancing down the aisle, he could see one of the beverage carts coming, so at least there was the promise of coffee.

"Uh-huh." Roman had a knowing glint in his eye, but he didn't elaborate. Xavier and Kofi were sitting in front of him and Dean, and when Xavier turned on the light so he could play a video game, Roman adjusted Dean's makeshift curtain shirt before tapping his leg. "Hey, bro. Cart's coming around, but I can't tell if it's food or drinks. Do you want anything?"

Dean stirred a bit. "If it's good, get mine and just put it on the tray. I'll eat later. Don't need a drink."

"Cool." The cart came and went, and Seth and Roman both got coffees. "Becks is gonna be mad that she missed her coffee fix," Roman remarked, setting his coffee down on his tray.

"She can always get one later. Bayley might have got her one; I think they're sitting across from each other," Seth added, trying to get a better look.

The two Shield brothers chatted off and on while Dean dozed fitfully, his feet kicking out often enough that Roman turned and angled his legs into the aisle whenever no one was coming. When the meal cart came around, Roman got a meal for Dean as well, but kept it on his own tray in case Dean woke with a sudden jerk.

It was the scent of chicken that finally woke Dean up, sending his carefully constructed pillowfort tumbling down around him. "Is it good?"

Roman shrugged. "For plane food, yeah." He pulled out Dean's tray and set his meal on it. "How was the pillowfort?"

"It helped," Dean said gruffly. Then he nodded to Seth. "I don't suppose Mister Architect over there knows how to build a good one."

Seth shook his head. "Not that type of architect. Sorry."

"More false advertising from WWE," Dean muttered, setting his collection of pillows and hoodies on the floor. "What's next? You're going to tell me Khali is just mediocre and not actually great?"

Roman shared a look with Seth. "I mean, if you have to ask...."

Dean polished off his meal in record time, handed the meal tray to Roman, and pushed his tray back in. Then he began the elaborate pillowfort-building process again. When his shirt fell to the floor, though, he tapped Roman's leg again. "Cloak me?"

"Yeah. I'm on it." Roman leaned down and grabbed the shirt, shaking it out before draping it over his Shield brother. "All good?"

"Yeah." Dean's voice was muffled by all the fabric. "How much longer is the flight?"

Seth leaned into the aisle to look at the display board at the front. "About two hours?"

"Kick me in an hour or so?" Dean asked.

"Sure." If there was a hint of older-brother malice in the answer, Dean didn't seem to hear it, and after a moment, Roman turned back to Seth. "We're definitely getting him some headphones," Roman declared. "And an all ABBA playlist."

"Make the headphones pink," Seth replied, "and I'll split the cost with you."

"Pink all the way," Roman agreed, "and I'll get Joelle to bling them up with stickers."

"Perfect."

#combatfaerie fic #shield fic

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Wrote 1k in silly response to this, indeed, fic-slash-maladaptive-daydream discussion so. Winning ! -> I was talking abt fuzzy coat Seth Rollins booker abt like. Whats the deal. Monday night messiah ? (cunt. I love wrestling. Im Seth rollins’ biggest fan no I dont watch the product) but like honestly 2tone mullet kind of everything to me or like the Kenneth o’ Meghan vibe of looking absolutely horrid trash on purpose (he’s the hottest girl in wrestling)

NICO LOOKS. He’s hard. He’s difficult to pin down. <- everyone laughs at my pun. Instinctively Im like well surely he just looks like mox like honestly I think a lot of mox’s vibes fit Nicky in that first of all this isnt actually abt Nicky but can we talk abt Jon moxley being the one whose intro song is wild thing . Wild thing you make my heart sing etc etc . Deeply fun to me. babygirl theres something wrong with him. Anyway I think Nico’s intro song would also be wild thing + I like that mox doesnt use the tunnels to come in I feel like thats a bit Nicky except then Im wondering is that safe like where does the heel/face dynamic come in w his feud w joe. But anyway. Getting off track. (also I dont think nicky:mox is 1:1 bc mox moves weirdly and languidly when coming into any event which is STRANGE btw he’s so weird. But it works for mox but I dont think itd work for nicky.) anyway all of this to say I think Nicky would just show up to the function like ‘im wearing cargo army pants.’ Except mox’s pants are still a great fit nd Nicky wouldnt have that. SO LIKE basically to wrap up this tangent I think Nicky would either wear dadjeans or cargo shorts + kick pads OR he’s go the full punk route and like even tho he’s one of the hottest things in wrestling & also a full adult w self respect he still shows up in budgie smugglers printed with the Italian flag (ultimate heel move)

Or you’ve got dan the dad who’s great but its a different sort of Nicky vibe. Thats like. Adjacent addtional 2nd au of an au. (btw when I said Andy’s nile’s sting I meant that more in terms of the dynamic going on there but actually Andy in sting face paint is a marvel to me.)

Yassified house of black kills me. (look at this art btw. yassified house of black ily) Im now also thinking abt how itd work in a situation where Nicky & Joe r feuding but they do end up on the same faction so not to steal absolutely everything from the house of black story line but the whole spitting in the face thing that happened w Julia hart I think itd be cool if that happened w either Joe or Nicky (OR BOTH!) To get them on the same faction. Actually itd be so fun if it was like Joe and Nicky’s feud is STILL going on and its not that ppl are getting sick of it its just that ppl are getting. Sick of it. Theyre like well girl take care of it in the back stop making it OUR problem. Ppl are like well this is clearly at least 50% shoot and its getting uncomfortable. -> and then nile (house of black nile) runs in & spits black mist in BOTH their faces. And now theyre the house’s tag team. But they still hate each other a lot. But also theyve been fighting so regularly that they work like a dream bc they know exactly what the other’s gonna do.

splitting up the response for ease of reading. Unless this is more confusing in which case well I still did it so yk) ^ u kno when ur going thru the insanity stage of thinking up a new au and all avenues r still open to u so u might say things that dont make sense w what you’ve said before / what youre going to say next bc BOTH options are good and it doesnt matter that it doesnt work together ? Disclaimer that this is what that is. Bc joenicky tag team is one thing but joebooker tag team and then booker turns heel to join capitalism Dudley (scream) is another and I have to marinate in that one for a while bc a) yes b) ough . Part of me’s like booker turns into wardlow but I actually have a deep seated love for mjf and dont want to compare capitalism Dudley to him. And ig merrick already has his wardlow in that other dude (completely forgot the names I havent seen this movie in like . forever.) but still i do feel like the pinnacle does somewhat work as an existing equivalent to the merrick dynamic. OR . Speaking of Kenneth o’meghan. Booker’s bulletclubcleaner era ? I actually think that could work bc a) cleaner is a fucking vibe of all time nd b) I think booker would do good going from one gimmicky faction to one which is if anything even more gimmicky like if we’re doing a mostly 1:1 equivalency I think house of black in general (and togofblack) might be this evil heel faction but also I KNOW they paint each other’s nails and gab about their emotions. I KNOW that faction has emotional regulation. And I know the bullet club doesnt. So then I think in booker’s mind that move also makes sense cause he’s SAD , like All The Time but he doesnt actually wanna talk about it too much so now he moves to bullet club where he can be sad but also hide it behind kayfabe. Its full circle. We’ve performed faggotry at the wrestlemania.

Anyway yes andy in daddy shorts and face paint. Andy in daddy shorts and face paint and quynh interrupting a promo and Andy swallowing her own tongue and breaking kayfabe immediately. Wrestle-nile who’s standing next to her like uh Andy ? R u ok ? <- surely she like knows who quynh is (or not it could be equally fun if nile is clueless she really was just olympic darling nile and then said nah time for a new thing idk shit about any of these ppl btw) but like if she knows who quynh is she for sure doesnt know how #Real it is btwn Andy & quynh. Very fun. Nile rly thought oh I’ll just switch careers to become more of a performer and that’ll be a good time and surely won’t cause permanent damage to my psyche (wrong) (all of this happens in like 3 months. Welcome to the business nile we’re so happy to have you here !)

Cabaret style narrative is sooooo ……. Literally I could never do that bc I’m too impatient for shit like that but it would literally be so insane and delicious. <- I feel like Im watching this play out already and already Im like in the comments on ao3 screeching my head off waiting for the next chapter. If You Were Writing The Fic Etc Etc. If We Were Writing The Fic Etc Etc and not just doing this in your inbox and the replies of my posts (though Im sure everyones having a great time clicking back and forth in btwn our blogs and sharing our brainrot. Im sure)

Also yeah catharsis kink. Thats what tog is all about. You got your joebooker for catharsis you got your nickybooker for star wars (literally such a good comparison)

WE’VE ENTERED READMORE TERRITORY & I HV A WORD DOC, WINNING IMDEED.

Booker would also be the hottest girl in wrestling, you’ve nailed his vibe. What if he looks like someone started dissolving him in lye scalp-first, AND he’s got a fuzzy coat. Dual wielding. With sheamus mutton chop + soul patch facial hair

The roadblock I was hitting was LITERALLY ‘Costco cargo shorts’ echoing in my head like an apple tornado warning. Hive mind. Bc yeah, on one hand, nicolo is not cool. On the other, bondage harness. Jon moxley vibes splits those uprights, I like that. Or the effy fit from the gif what started it all.

Fucccc everybody’s music tho. Digressing for Joe and la hafla. Or Sophie. His face is the front of shop :)

ANYway I think wild thing would work for Nicky, bc it’s ironicsexy. Is he coming onto u with a boom box? No but you had to ask. However—like, ok, in my opinion modern au Nicky should feel like he’s done meth a LITTLE. So I also wouldn’t mind him w/ a Funeral Derangements intro. Or hank Williams III Hellbilly. Especially if he’s normal, the fuckedness of the music should rise w/ how many pockets his pants have. If his outfit is Dan the dad’s then he comes out to Cocaine the White Devil. Also I’m still a lil stuck on Nicky/booker tag teaming from the orig posts, & their intro is stooges’ I wanna be your dog SEND POST!!

Not using tunnels is killing me bc Yusuf absolutely has a curated parkour entrance. He gets up on the fuckin. Corner pole thingy and backflips into the ring, and starts almost eating shit looking for Nicky. Without fail, when his dumb psychobilly wraps, that motherfucker appears and swings under the ropes like the satan of gym teachers. It kills Joe bc he gets over w/ what he KNOWS is just low effort disguised as jumpscare. It also kills him bc he can’t find him either but that’s different. (Nicky is usually in the empty behind-camera seats, eating stolen popcorn like ‘he looks good. I should learn to backflip.’)

Andy should absolutely have face paint. And cowboy BOOTS. I hv a rollerderby wip where I gave her an optio helmet plume, and like. Just saying. Also I can’t thread the needle between Andy and Memphis style right now but I want to

Being willing to alienate the audience/ruin their careers to beat ass is extremely yusufnicky. Getting vibes of like…a, ppl are getting sick of the shoot, and so Joe tries 2 rebrand w/ Andy and quynh’s face clique (replacing lykon who dipped bc [dialup noise], also I just Feel andy starting as a face). & Quynh, who strikes me as very gimmick savvy/a great storyteller being like ‘Hey. brosuf. you know what would fuck severely. bring ur weird dog and we have a deal.’ And they have a face run until The Fuckening. This also works 4 me bc I feel, before he internalizes and seeks out booing simultaneously, Booker’s baby-depressed, a jobber dying to live vicariously thru being a face and winning abt it. But like, AS he joins house of guard, Quynh is gone and Andy’s done a heelturn bc she’s emo in real life, and Booker is like *sad wojack*

Or b, the four of them aren’t a faction but they’re always on the same cards. Joe and Nicky fuck up so sincerely. Like, they fuck up through 3 cameras, the ref, and the parking lot. I think it would be funny if it was a ‘last ride’ match that went off the rails. They get blackballed from most sane venues is my point tho. The quynh fuckening happened offscreen. Andy comes up craving conflict, don’t ask why, but do they want to do fucked up hardcore so niche it’s barely profitable? And Nicky is like ‘BET’ bc again, there is something so wrong with this man, and Joe is *sad wojack but disgruntled*, bc he wanted to get WWE-famous & say something fucked up on live Saudi tv. Like Kanye. But then he realizes he’s doing impact play on straight ppl professionally, and it’s a smaller victory, but equally funny.

This one works for me bc they give starving artist vibes. Like, they should be poor and obscure. Disgraced post-fame. Do not know why. It’s funny if Nile is like, didn’t I sneak out of bed to watch you on Monday night raw? and Andy is like yes, now hit me with the thing they beat Jesus with.

Either way you’re so right abt Julia hart Nile.

Is Copley the ‘smark’ that helps them take down the merrick team for like, insider trading or whatthefuck?

Vibing to the bullet club thesis. That’s the perfect bimbofication of his canon conflict. Also. Booker trying to wallow around heterosexuals. ‘The risk I took was calculated, but FUCK’

Nile’s like OH THE OTHER MILF I COMMITTED KID CRIMES @ 9PM TO SEE—oh you’ve taken back the cat o nine tails—oh you’re committing seppuku with it. I’m going to have an investigative journalist moment with this later.

Nile as a fan who has a ‘hm’ moment abt how oh, you’re fucked up. I see. The POV introduction to the cabaret thing, 1st look behind the curtain into the binary.

Speaking of songs. Which we weren’t anymore but. Speaking of them. Quynh & sympathy for the devil. She comes back from [etc etc] w/ a masked gimmick. Part of it is legitimately no one knows who she is. Andy splashing her face in a shitty bathroom after the interrupted promo & the lights are flickering bc the arena is taking so much power. In the bg you hear PLEASED TO MEET YOU. HAVE YOU GUESSED MY NAME?

#asks #Booker: I wish I was liked but unfortunately my personality #self fulfillment needs: drawing Andy in this fit; cobbled together from 5 posts of vibes #O I CHANGED ALL MY MINDS Nicky comes out 2 mi piacerebbe. Toto cutugno is also how I told ppl I was gay thanks for coming!! goodnight!!!#but. voglio andare a vivere in campagna. unironic face Nicky.#voreing my fist to not say shit abt lividi sui gomiti bc that’s very tiktok of me #actually fuck tiktok I’m saying many things abt Nicky;s teatro d’ira (theater of rage) BECAUSE.#CABARET. METAPHORS. KILL ME #tog

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