#kevin owens fanfiction

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The Princess of The Bloodline

"𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 – 𝙢𝙮 𝙒𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣'𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥, 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙛𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢."

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐋𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐘/𝐍. (𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡)

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𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮: 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭, 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘤, 𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢

𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘍𝘰𝘳

2 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘙𝘖𝘏 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰)

1 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘕𝘟𝘛 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯

1 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘸 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯

1 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘚𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯

𝘙𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 (2020)

1 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 (𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘕𝘟𝘛 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 & 𝘕𝘟𝘛 𝘛𝘢𝘨 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦)

𝘔𝘐𝘛𝘉 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 (2017)

1 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘛𝘢𝘨 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘓𝘺𝘯𝘤𝘩)

1 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘕𝘟𝘛 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘒𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘴 (𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰)

𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘡𝘢𝘺𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘒𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘙𝘖𝘏 𝘋𝘢𝘺𝘴

𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢 39 (𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘚𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴)

𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴

𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘞𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢

𝘙𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 (2020)

𝘋𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 2003, 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘞𝘞𝘌 𝘪𝘯 2013, 𝘸𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳 in that same year

𝘞𝘰𝘯 𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘈𝘑 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘥 (𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦)

𝘒𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘟𝘛 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘪𝘷𝘢'𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘡𝘢𝘺𝘯'𝘴 (𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘢 𝘕𝘟𝘛 𝘋𝘦𝘤 2014)

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘔𝘐𝘛𝘉 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 & 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘓𝘺𝘯𝘤𝘩

𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 (𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘒𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘴)

𝘙𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴

𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴: 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘶, 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘰, 𝘓𝘪𝘷 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯, 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘴, 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘺 𝘜𝘴𝘰, 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘚𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘢, 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘞𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘵.

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴: 𝘑𝘦𝘺 𝘜𝘴𝘰, 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘡𝘢𝘺𝘯

𝘌𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴: 𝘒𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘴, 𝘙𝘩𝘦𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘺, 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘓𝘺𝘯𝘤𝘩, 𝘉𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴.

𝘎𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴: 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯-2003-2020 (𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦), 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘞𝘌- 2020-𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 (𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭).

a/n: wanted to give a lil backstory, so if I write little blurbs like this about her past relationships (like her in nxt with Kevin/sami and roman) that are still connected to the series, don't get too surprised lol. Hope ya'll enjoyed this!

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[bbygirlky18]

can i request ok so hummmmmmm kevin owens sami zayn with Reader where they both confess there feelings to her and she feels the same for both of them too like she gets weak in the knees when they smile or do anything and yeahhh so somme smut follows the confession

name of reader Kira but they give her the nickname Kitty cat (kevin gives her the nickname Chaton which is kitten in french)

Leur Chaton! Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn

Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn x Kira Montgomery

Warnings: 18+, Smut, NSFW, Minors DNI, anything else that I missed!!

Word Count: 313

A/N: Hi everyone!! The title in English translates to Their Kitten. I took French, German, and Spanish in high school so I know a few words and sentences. This was sent in by @loki69zowens let's get into it.

Kira is the character's name.

Kira had been crushing on both Kevin and Sami for as long as she remembered. She loved how they both made her feel so special, yet still so secure. Every time they both smiled or did something small, she would get weak in the knees overwhelmed by their beauty.

Deep down, she knew that both of them felt the same way about her as she did for them. She was almost scared to act on it, until one day when they both gathered the courage to tell her how they felt.

“Chaton,” Kevin said softly, looking into her eyes. “I just wanted to let you know how I feel about you.”

“Me too,” added Sami.

Kira felt her heart racing wildly in her chest as they both confessed their love for her. She felt overwhelmed, yet unbelievably happy at the same time; it was like a dream come true.

“I feel the same way for both of you,” Kira said, her voice shaking with emotion.

They both looked at her, smiled, and suddenly all the tension that had been building up between them finally melted away. Kira felt as if she was melting as she felt consumed by their gazes and closeness.

As they continued to stare into each other's eyes, Kira felt her heart flutter. At that moment, she knew that all the years of dreaming and pining for them had finally paid off.

Soon enough, Sami and Kevin were leaning in for a kiss and Kira eagerly followed suit, allowing them to both take turns kissing her and caressing her body. As their lips met, Kira felt weak in the knees, her body trembling as pleasure surged through her.

The sex that followed after their confessions was simply magical; full of love and passion. She finally had what she had always wanted, and she was determined to cherish every single moment.

-I hope you guys enjoyed this. I enjoyed it. Sorry if the smut isn't good I'm working on it lol. Love y'all <33333

#sami zayn fanfiction #sami zayn x reader #sami zayn #kevin owens #kevin owens x reader #kevin owens fanfiction #zowens

[claymorexpunisher]

The Cat’s Outta The Bag (One Shot)

Pairing(s): Kevin Owens/Fem. Reader

Summary: Reader lets it slip that she and Kevin are in a relationship while on a live UpUpDownDown episode. Little bit of fluff ensues.

Tags: I mean, it's pretty cute. So. You've been warned, I guess.

Word Count: 997

Disclaimer: as always, if you want to be added or removed from my taglist please let me know. 💕

‘’Welcome to UpUpDownDown… I’m your host, Austin Creed,’’ I heard from down the hall of the venue we were at for the evening.

I didn’t wanna interrupt the guys while they were filming, so I just walked through the slightly opened door and stood off to the side.

I smiled to myself as I watched Xavier and my boyfriend, Kevin, joking with each other as they picked out their video game characters.

But truth be told, there was another reason why I didn’t reveal my presence to the viewers yet.

Kevin and I had been dating for about 8 months now and we were blissfully happy.

We hadn’t gone public with our romantic relationship yet and we both agreed that we wanted to keep it that way for a little while longer.

 Just knowing how intrusive people on social media could sometimes be, we wanted to enjoy some of this bliss before we shared it with the WWE Universe.

At least that’s what we agreed upon.

However, as private as we were, the times that we did hang out in public, or if we were in the ring together, we were always told by our closest friends that we did a really shit job at hiding our heart eyes.

 So… better safe than sorry.

Right?

And yet, it seemed that life had other plans…

‘’Come join us!’’ Woods said, ushering me forward while Kevin pulled up another chair for me backstage.

I was just about to adamantly decline when Kevin turned to me and nodded toward the chair that he placed next to him.

‘’Get over here... if you want.’’ He murmured, smiling at me.

I thought about it for all of 5 seconds before-against my better judgement- I made the decision to join them.

I gave Kevin a quick smile and then I waved at the camera before I watched the live chat being flooded with comments.

‘Hi, guys! Don’t mind me,’’ I laughed, then I settled in to watch them play Tekken.

I was in tears laughing watching Kevin and Xavier talking smack as they played round after round of their game, until Xavier let out a defeated sigh.

‘’So, what do I get, then? What’s my prize for absolutely decimating you?’’ Kevin smirked while Xavier gave the camera a deadpan stare, making me cackle as I threw my arms around my man in a celebratory hug.

Xavier rolled his eyes at Kevin’s comment while still staring at the camera, making me laugh even harder.

‘’Okay, relax. I wouldn’t call it a decimation- Tekken’s not that hard. Okay? Let’s not use such strong language.’’ He scoffed jokingly before the chat exploded once again.

Without thinking, I carded my fingers through Kevin’s hair and kissed him soundly.

I had enough sense to keep it PG, though and I pulled away quickly.

Looking into Kevin’s eyes and seeing the slight shock in them and watching his cheeks turn bright red, I realized what I had done.

Fuck, we were live.

There couldn’t be any cuts or edits… I totally outed us by mistake.

The whole thing felt like it awkwardly dragged on for minutes when it was only in a matter of seconds and I avoided looking at the chat for a moment, keeping my eyes on Kevin to gauge his reaction further.

‘’Oh, shit…’’ I mumbled through my teeth, to which he chuckled and kissed my temple.

The gesture comforted me a little, and I turned back to the camera while Kevin and Woods jumped back into heckling one another.

‘’Fuuuck!’’ I groaned once the UUDD cameras stopped rolling and Kevin and I went off on our own.

I felt all kinds of stupid for giving us away like that… our relationship wasn’t ours anymore.

I had no idea why it was bothering me so much but, now everyone knew, and now they were free to dissect our relationship any way they wanted.

‘’Babe, it’s not like no one knew. I mean, lets be honest here.’’ Kevin chuckled, pulling me into a hug to calm me down again.

‘’I know,’’ I whined super maturely. ‘’But now they know, Kev. Now it’s confirmed. And- ‘’ I began, pulling away slightly to look him in the eye.

The soft look I found there made me pause, though.

Kevin didn’t seem at all upset by this and for the life of me I couldn’t understand why.

We had agreed to keep things private, and I went and fucked that up…

‘’And what? Listen. Yes, we agreed to keep this between us for a while. And that’s fine, we can still do that in some ways. Okay, so they know now. So what? People always have something or the other to say about something that doesn’t concern them. That’s just what some people do, babe. Just because they know we’re together, it doesn’t mean we have to let them in 100%. Our relationship is ours and they aren’t entitled to anything more than what we allow them to see.’’ Kevin explained, and the more he spoke, the calmer I felt.

He was right.

We weren’t doing anything wrong.

We weren’t cheating or lying to anyone, we were simply just two adults in love.

‘’And besides… now we can kiss as much as we want. Wherever we want. We don’t have to restrain ourselves. I for one am kinda sick of having to hide.’’ He said, punctuating his words by kissing me deeply.

‘’You’re not wrong.’’ I replied after processing Kevin’s words, and I smiled at the pleased look on his face.

I giggled as his beard tickled me while he grazed his lips against mine in lazy yet loving strokes.

‘’I’m not? That’s a first.’’ He teased, making me giggle again.

‘’Just this once. Don’t get used to it.’’ I teased back before I said a soft ‘I love you.’ into his ear and I smiled at the just as soft ‘I love you too’ Kevin muttered back to me...

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[mrsarcherofinfamy]

• Austin Theory x Reader

Summary: Being Austin and Grayson's manager and telling them not to get in Kevin Owens' face, but they don't listen.

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Walking backstage with Austin and Grayson, they are talking about how Kevin said they have punchable faces.

"What does he mean by my face is punchable? Not this gorgeous face."

I roll my eyes at Austin. Grayson smacks his arm and they stop walking. I am standing behind them looking up at them.

"Maybe we should go find him and confront him about this!"

Austin smiles big and shakes his head yes.

"Let's go do it! This is a great idea."

"Boys this is a terrible idea."

I walk in between them and put my hand on Austin's chest looking up at him. He looks down at me.

"Y/N. Baby. It's a good idea. I don't know what you are talking about. We are so doing this."

They continue walking around looking for Kevin. I roll my eyes and follow behind them. They see him standing against the wall as Logan Paul says something to him and walks off.

"Boys don't do this."

They walk up to Kevin not listening to me. I stand next to Grayson, arms crossed, looking at them and Kevin than at the camera guy.

"SO what is this about us having punchable faces?"

"I don't think we have punchable faces! Do you?"

"I don't think we do!"

Kevin starts laughing at them.

"Yeah you guys do have punchable faces. That's a fact. Ya know what? I bet I could punch both of you at the same time!"

They start arguing louder and louder. I move out of the way towards the wall. Soon, security comes and starts breaking them apart. Kevin starts talking to Jamie Noble about how he can punch them at the same time. The boys turn towards me kinda lined up next to each other talking about how he can't do it. Kevin walks back over and punches both of them across the face.

Grayson and Austin fall to the ground holding their faces while I'm standing there, arms crossed, watching them lay on the ground.

"I told you! I told you I could punch them both!"

Kevin turns towards me, puts his hand on my shoulder and shakes it a little out of excitement. I look at Kevin and shrug my shoulders.

"I told them not to come over here. But they never listen to me."

"Maybe they will start listening to you now. You're welcome."

Kevin pats my shoulder than leaves talking to Jamie about what just happened. I look down at the boys and shake my head.

"Get up. Let's go get some ice for your faces."

They get up and follow me to their locker room. I get some ice packs from the little freezer and some towels. I walk over to the boys and hand them their ice packs.

"Put them on your faces. Hopefully you will feel better."

Austin stands up and kisses my cheek. I look up at him.

"I.... We will start listening to you more often. We promise."

"We promise Y/N!"

I look back at Grayson than at Austin. I put my hand on Austin's chest and kinda grab his white tank top. He looks down at me with a little smirk on his face. I pull his shirt a little pulling him down to my face.

"You don't listen to me one time, from now on, you will be punished. And you ain't gonna like the consequences."

I whisper in his ear so Grayson can't hear me. Austin smirks a little looking down at me as I let go of his shirt.

"Oh I promise babe. I will always listen to you."

He sits back down on the couch and I sit on the chair next to Austin looking over at them.....

God these idiots.

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[hunnidmilly]

soap |r.r|

(a/n): ill be honest, i never intended to write anything on this blog. as a college student with a job, a bitch be tired asf. but, writing is my happiness. so is delusion ;). complete inspiration comes from @itjazzbicch and their “Cheiftess” series.

enjoy.

*credit to owner. @romanreigns*

Parings: Dom!Roman Reigns x Black!Female Interviewer

Warnings: enemies to lovers????maybe still enemies. Smut. Lots of Smut. Swearing. Don’t interact if you’re under 18. ion like prison.

*NOT EDITED. SPELLING ERRORS AND MISUSE OF PRESENT/PAST TENSE*

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*takes place in 2021, feud between Roman Reigns vs Kevin Owens.*

It was Friday; Another boring ass Friday. The only difference was that he was here. And today, Jesus was he mad. But that’s just him nowadays anyway. Maybe it was due to the fact of Kevin Owens calling him out repeatedly. If there was one thing Roman Reigns refused to tolerate, it was disrespect. Disrespect to him meant disrespect to his family, his bloodline. Everyone in the arena already knew what he was capable of when he felt his heritage was disrespected. And best believe nobody wanted to engage with those consequences.

Over the last few months, since Roman’s return, he’s had a complete fucking identity change. He came back with a badass attitude, ready to take on anyone who was a threat to him and his family. His ego boost was on 100, with no sight of it coming back down to earth. But between you and your late-night thoughts? His persona, the “Tribal Chief,” had you imaging shit you didn’t even know could be possible. You knew that man could turn and twist you in ways that could be so pleasurable you could forget your name by only thinking about it.

As a backstage interviewer covering for Renee, while she enjoyed the beauty of her pregnancy with her husband, Jon, and you were temporary for now. Still, rumors swirled backstage on whether you’d stay. Stephanie and the other backstage crew mentioned more than once before how they loved how you can get into the superstars' minds during their interview. You gave a talk, unlike other interviewers—who were playing around the bush and being corny. You asked questions that could make them shiver or test their confidence. Or both.

You were on your way to your interview point, to interview Roman. Which you already knew was going to be dreadful. With how he treated Kayla during her interview, you knew he already had multiple insults ready for your questions. Little did he know you had something for his ass had he decided to pull it.

“You’re late.” He growls, readjusting his championship, Paul and Jey behind him

“I’m right on time. I said at 8:30, and it’s currently 8:30.” You smartly answer, taking your mic from one of the production members

“You’re supposed to be here when I’m here. I don’t give a damn about what time it is.” He snarls in your direction, “You have a once in a lifetime opportunity, don’t blow it.”

“I’ll assure you I won’t, Tribal Chief.” You give him a challenging smile

You clear your throat and smooth out the wrinkles in your skirt under his intense gaze at you before looking at the camera.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am currently here right now with our Smackdown WWE Champi—”

You were cut off as Roman placed his hand over the mic stopping the sound, “No, no, no, baby girl. If you want to introduce me, you’re going to do it right. Paul.” He calls for as he stepped aside for the short stubby man to speak

You roll your eyes as you lean your mic over to Paul—who held a grin on his face.

“Ladies and gentlemen, myself, and your lovely interviewer y/n are currently grateful to be in the presence of Head of the table, Smackdown WWE Champion, and ‘your’ Tribal Chief, Roman Reigns.” Paul giddily recites into the mic

“Okay, so Roman, last week you unleashed a brutal attack on Kevin Owens. You believe that you have to make him fear you, but are you starting to think his words are getting into your head?”

Roman lets out a chuckle before turning to Paul and Jey, “You see what I mean now? We give people like her chances in a million, and they blow it on stupid questions. Kevin Owens is irrelevant, just like you’re about to be. Find a better question. Next.”

You kiss your teeth before, letting out an aggravated sigh. With Roman’s new ego boost, you and practically everyone else in the arena wanted to sucker punch him in his face. And you planned to do so on your last day here.

“Do you feel as though, by using Jey as a pawn, you’re allowing yourself to get too comfortable? By using Jey as a backup, you make yourself an easy target to attack. Maybe other superstars think It’ll be easy to use him to make you riled up?” You question with a slight smirk

“Another dumb question. Ever since I took Jey under my wing, he’s been the main event three times in a row. I love my cousin. I’m a provider. I get riled up when I sense disrespect. Disrespect to me is disrespect to my family, my bloodline. Everything my family worked for will only be recognized with respect and decency, not in a silly conversation or this interview. If anybody would like to test that theory of me as a target, they can try; they won’t get too far.” He responds in a healthy, confident tone

“Jey, would you agree? Those people who disrespect your family will be dealt with? Perhaps in the same fashion, he’s dealt with you?”

Strikeout.

You knew that was the easiest way to get to Roman; Through Jey’s head. He also made his blood boil by mentioning the gruesome beating Roman gave to Jey in their matches.

Roman stated multiple times that the beatings Jey endured were well deserved in all aspects. He also hated when Jey answered any questions about it. He knew that by Jey telling his story of their bond, it would be dangerous to take it and misuse the information, making Roman vulnerable.

Roman gave Jey a side glare—silently telling him to choose his words carefully—before turning to Paul with an impatient expression.

“No...you know….” Jey stammers in nervousness, “It takes a lot to understand the pressure my cousin has on his back. He’s a provider to our family. He does what he has to do to take care of the people who matter most to him. People like Kevin Owens, Drew Mcintyre...they threatened that position he has at the table—”

“Do you agree? Roman feels threatened by Kevin Owens and WWE Universal Champion Drew Mcintyre?”

You could see Jey start to shift, meaning he was immensely trying to pick his words before saying anything that could cause Roman’s anger to be retaliated. Again.

“That’s enough for this interview. The Tribal Chief is needed elsewhere.” Paul inserts before moving his hand back and forth over his throat—signaling the production team to cut the cameras

You pop your lips before looking up at Roman’s frustrated brown filled eyes. You notice how his expression softens for almost a second the longer you look at him, “You have some strong confidence, I see. That attitude can get you in some trouble, babygirl.”

“My attitude is wonderful. I’m doing my job, just like you’re doing yours, Roman. The only thing is that I’m not a little bitch, with the urge to belittle everyone because I’m insecure about my potential and qualities.”

Roman gave you a sly smirk that almost makes you want to kick him in his face, “Insecure?” He chuckles devilishly, “That mouth of yours is dangerous. You should close it before I show you how to use it properly.”

He whispers the last part, leaning down to your ear, so Jey and Paul are out of shot, leaving your cheeks flush from embarrassment. Your shift on your feet, shaking your head in amazement.

You were sick of his shit.

You stuck your tongue in the side of your cheek and turned on your heel to walk over to the monitors. You continue watching the rest of the show, occasionally engaging with other superstars who walked by. Your mind continued to lose focus as you thought back to your interview with Roman.

You thought about his body language against you. He consistently sized up and was rigid towards everyone he talked to backstage as if with one wrong move, he’d be ready to bodyslam anybody. But around you, he wasn’t as tense. He was in his natural element; himself. You could see small smirks appearing on his face suggesting he was enjoying getting under your skin.

Roman ended up winning his match against Kevin through Jey handcuffing Kevin to the steel cage. You crack your neck and relax your shoulders. Roman could win a match without Jey or Paul by his side. Of course, that was just his character now. Still, something about seeing how much his dominance shows through his performance and his interactions with everyone else was secretly intriguing to you, how he ditched his vest and began to wrestle shirtless.

He should've been doing this shit when he got out of The Shield with Jon and Colby.

After Smackdown ended, everyone started to clean up. The long drive to the next city was crucial. You’d be driving all night long practically, inside of a small rental car. You could already feel the back cramps, the charlie horses, and the arm strains. You wanted to get your body at least some kind of relaxation before you began the midnight journey, so you head straight to the locker room showers for a hot shower to calm your nerves.

On the way towards the locker rooms, you heard yelling. You turn your head for your eyes to come in direct contact with Roman’s brown ones, completely tensed and filled with rage. You could feel the tension sweating off his muscular body throughout the atmosphere. He was yelling at Jey for interrupting his match when he had it under control. Jey being his current lapdog, he had no choice but to listen to the 6’3 ‘Tribal Chief’.

You swallow harshly under his intense gaze and continue your path to the showers with your luggage in your hand.

You were met with complete silence—thank god.—when you enter the showers. You lock the door behind you and turn the knob to a blazing hot setting. What? Hot showers are good, but blazing hot showers? Even better. Just the feel of your skin under the water steaming off you made your body instantly settle.

You quickly undress from head to toe, cracking your neck to the side. Before you could lift your feet to walk into the shower, you felt a large hand on your lower back shoving you inside, causing you to let out a screech.

The person roughly turns your body to face them, and you come face to face with none other than the Samoan. Nude as the day he was born, with his cock standing at attention against his muscled stomach.

“Ah!” You squeak under his large hand, covering your mouth, with the under holding the arch of your back close to his hard-built and sweaty frame.

“You’ve enjoyed this, haven't you. Were you running around all damn day provoking me? Getting in Jeys head, asking bullshit questions, smart ass remarks, and this tight fucking dress squeezing your body in all the right places? Do you enjoy playing games with me? Why would you play games with me? With your Chief?” He growled close to your face; the showers were now steaming around both your naked bodies.

“Do you enjoy being a little bitch boy? Fucking thinking everyone falls at your beck and call to please you?” His hand on your mouth was lowering as you struggled to get out of his hold on you.

“I don’t think, babygirl. Everyone falls because of who the hell I am! I am the Tribal Chief. I am your Tribal Chief. I am the face of this company, holding it on my back every day. You have no clue what that will ever feel like because you’re too busy running that pretty little smart-ass mouth of yours. Maybe it’s time for me to give you some discipline? For you to acknowledge me?” He pants in a cautious tone

You stop struggling for a moment, letting him pull you closer. You lean up closer to his lips, a mere centimeters away from your lips touching, “Like hell would I ever acknowledge you as anything other than a whiny fucking brat.” You sultrily respond

He lets out a humorless chuckle before responding, “It’s your punishment, babygirl.” With that simple response, he smacks his lips onto yours with force ending any further communication. You kiss him back with just as much roughness.

Your hand slides up to tangle themselves into his long dark black hair, pulling softly. You moan softly as Roman bit down on your lip, gaining entry to your mouth, both your tongues fighting for control.

The control you desperately desired to have.

He let you win for a moment to lower his hands under your ass to lift you around his waist. He takes a handful of your ass, pressing your body into the wall.

“Fuck!” You whine out as he takes a large hand to deliver a smack to your ass.

“You will acknowledge me. Do you understand me? You will fucking respect your Tribal Chiff, or I’m going to make you respect me. Am I clear?” He moans in your ear as your lips latch onto his neck, leaving love bites.

You were so caught up in the clouds of your head, with the thought of him fucking you that you didn’t even think twice about what he said, “Am. I. Clear?” He reiterates each word with a smack to your ass

“You’re such a jackass!” You mewl loudly, feeling him rub his long thick cock between your wet folds; lifting your legs to wrap around his muscular torso

“What was that?”

“I said you’re such a—Fuck, Roman!” You scream as the feeling of him stretching out your pussy to accommodate his cock overtook you to places you haven’t visited in a long time. You were anything but a virgin. But working at WWE had its downsides to finding good dick. Deciding to focus on your career, you decide to pause on sex for a while

Roman gave you a second to get used to the feeling of you being so painfully stretched out around his cock. “You wanna finish that sentence, babygirl?”

You could barely pay attention with his cock slamming in and out of you, already fucking at a furious and rough pace so quickly. Breathing in harshly as he pulls out to split you open on his cock again.

“Don’t stop! Roman, please don’t stop!” You moan, gripping onto his stiff shoulders

“Fuck! Look at you moaning my name like the slut you are. What happened to all that shit you were saying a moment ago?” Roman pants deeply in your ear

“I—Ah!” You squeal as Romans hands grip your thighs, bouncing you up and down his thick cock

“Shit, where am I, baby? Do you feel me in those guts? Deep inside that pretty little pussy? It’s my pussy now. The Tribal Chiefs pussy.” He deeply chuckles into your ear, his cock rubbing over your g-spot at every thrust, letting silent screams come out your mouth “All that bratty ass attitude...talking to me like you’re above me. Giving me nothing but fucking sass. The whole time you’re nothing but a slut for my cock, aren’t you? Letting me fuck you in the showers? You’re gonna give me this pussy anytime I fucking want it.”

You let out a loud salacious whine as Roman slowly pulls out. He sets you down on your feet, flipping your body around letting your hard nipples collide with the cold and wet glass wall. He uses his foot to spread your legs apart. Roman slides a hand into your hair, yanking while simultaneously sliding his cock back into you.

“Fuck! You’re so fuck–“ You swallow a silent gasp as you felt him bite down on your shoulder. “You’re so fucking aggravating!”

“I'm aggravating, but who's taking this dick right now? Who’s dripping more than a faucet?” His confidence booms into your ear in a grunt

“Good dick doesn’t stop you from being an asshole.”

“But it makes you satisfied, doesn’t it?” He responds breathlessly before speeding up, cutting off your next reply

You place both your hands on the glass attempting to throw your ass back on him.If he thought he was controlling the situation, you were definity about to show him otherwise, by making him cum first. As breathless pant’s begin to leave his mouth, you feel him lean forward pressing his front against your back. You work hard at the thought of not cumming. Roman’s left hand comes down to rub your clit at a fast pace making that thought…just a thought. You bite down on your lip until the blood drains from it to stop yourself from relishing in the euphoric bliss you knew Roman was about to grant you.

“I can feel you clenching around me. Look at you. Fighting the urge to cum right now. Come on, babygirl. I know you’re good for it, let go. Acknowledge me as your chief. Let me see how fucked out you turn for me.” His voice sends shocks through your spine that leads to your core.

You gasp as your leg turns inwards, you throw your head back mewling to the ceiling for mercy as you finally let your orgasm crest. Not too far behind you; Roman allows his orgasm to follow through deep into your pussy. Primal roar’s coming deep from his chest bounce off the walls.

If anyone else was showering, they're certainly gone now.

With Roman holding your body in a death grip tight to his chest, you allow yourself to take a moment to let the following events settle in your mind. Having sex with Roman wasn’t the problem; it was the what if’s that clouded your already fucked out brain. Sex didn’t change how you felt about him. He was still an entitled brat with no sympathy for anyone. And he was definitely the last person you’d fall in love with.

“I think you should get going. I’m sure your entourage is going to come looking for you soon.” You choke out, attempting to break from his hold.

“They’re fine wherever they're at. They don’t do anything unless I give them the ok for it.” He sighs into your neck leaving kisses behind

Before falling too deep into his trap, you muster up enough strength to remove his arms from your body, “Okay, stop it.”

“Oh c'mon. Are you seriously about to ruin an amazing time here?” He snaps leaning onto the shower wall

“Did you think fucking me was going to make us best friends forever?” You question turning off the shower

“I see it didn’t work too well. You’re still the same old Y/N. Don’t act like this wasn’t the best thing to disturb your night.” He says returning back into his asshole self

“Oh no, trust me. That was amazing. Maybe you can get permission from your Daddy again to come and play again.” You laugh grabbing your body towel to dry yourself off

“Oh we’ll have to see about that. The next time you’re in need of me to make you forget your own name, just call me. I’ll always come running, baby.”

You drop your towel as you bend over with hysteric laughs coming out your mouth, “Oh fucking please. Me? Beg you? I wouldn’t hold my breath on that.”

“We’ll see. You know where to find me.”

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[heart4reigns]

CHANCES, roman reigns.

warnings: curse words, awkward moments, just FLUFF

tags: happy go lucky fic, (y/n) is having the time of her life getting the push she deserves!!!

summary: what happens when old exes ponder upon old memories?

“OPEN up, (y/n)!” sami’s voice was cheery as usual. “yeah, yeah! wait a bit!” you quickly threw on a black hoodie that you have never seen before from your suitcase. “were you sleeping with someone?” sami furrowed his brows when you opened the door. “now, why would you say that?” “because that’s not your hoodie, i’ve never seen this before.” he tugged your clothing. “you know i didn’t have time to pack so i threw in whatever was in my wardrobe.” the ginger man remembered your last minute packing that almost made you late for your flight.

the ride to the arena was filled with chatters since it was your actual first money in the bank. you were in the ladder match and you knew you were going to win it. although you knew the final for the match, you couldn't help but to feel nervous. it was finally time for a push in your career and you couldn't wait how it would play out.

you were scheduled an interview with your faction–sami and kevin. the three of you formed a faction because creatives thought it would be a good idea because of your 'break up' with the tribal chief. although it wasn't really a great idea for them to monetize your break up, it was a mutual idea as it was fitting for the story. you were drafted to raw and he was drafted to smackdown, which made the two of you go on your own ways.

truth be told, nothing dramatic happened–you just fell apart. despite what all the tabloids said about your relationship, it wasn't true. roman and you agreed that it was time to get away from each other. from college friends to lovers to friends again, you knew he was your soulmate, but you didn't know if it was romantic or platonic.

even though you separated brands, you still see him once in a while if the company held a ppv. it was just a small 'hi' and 'hello', nothing more. the break up happened months ago before the draft and safe to say that you moved on with your life, so you thought. "welcome back to wrestling nation, i'm your host stacy and today we're joined by the cool cats! please introduce yourself!"

"hello! i'm sami zayn!" "kevin owens." "the future ms. money in the bank, (y/n) here!" the three of you introduced yourself. the strong london wind blew your hair, it was a good thing that you wore the unknown black hoodie to protect you from the coldness. "how are you guys enjoying london?" stacy asked. "london has been good to us, i think i really like the weather here." sami chuckled, earning a groan from you.

"yeah but this wind? i'm practically gonna fly away soon!" you complained. "speaking of flying," stacy looked at you before asking the question. "will you fly back to the states with the briefcase, future ms. money in the bank?" before you could answer, kevin cut you off like usual. "of course she is, we're the undisputed tag-team champions and we will have a ms. money in the bank with us. right, (y/n)?" "okay, i think i can answer on my own, kevin. and he's right by the way, i'll kick anyone's ass if they tried getting in my way, i'll even kick their asses." you pointed at your teammates.

without your knowledge, a certain black-haired man was watching your interview. he kept tabs on you even after the break up. roman immediately recognized the hoodie you were wearing. it was his hoodie that he lost months ago. "oh, you're watching the interview too?" jimmy entered the room, carrying a cup of coffee and his phone on the other hand. "yeah." roman replied, trying to focus on your voice.

"damn, i miss her. i think she's doing just fine without us, uce." the four of them were watching your interview in the locker room. "is that a soft way of saying that she's better off without me?" roman joked, earning a nod from jey. "just joking, i meant like i've never seen her all smiley and shit." and jey was right. as cliche as it sounded, you were the right person at the wrong time. the two of you had so much going on in your hands and being in a relationship wasn't your top priority. "when was the last time you saw her?" solo shot a question at him. "i think it was night of champions? that was months ago." "well, we're probably gonna see her today. don't start crying." jimmy patted his back.

after the interview, the three of you immediately went to the arena. you brought your gear because you were going to cut a promo after sami and kevin's match. you hopped off the car and parted ways with the duo. you still had a lot of free time to chill and talk to your coworkers, so you took the time to go to the pantry, grabbing a cup of coffee to fulfil your caffeine craving.

"hey, ms. money in the bank." bayley nudged you with her elbow. "shush, you're gonna spill the beans." you joked. "how you feeling today?" she asked, pouring a cup of coffee for herself. "honestly, i feel like i should get some rest and not come here, but pearce wants me to cut a promo, so like... i'm dying to get out of here." bayley chuckled in response. "welcome to the big leagues, kid." she laughed once again. "on that note, i think i should leave you alone." you furrowed your eyebrows. "what?" before you could hear an answer, she skipped her way out of catering.

what you didn't know was, someone was standing behind you. “i’ve been looking for that hoodie everywhere.” a familiar voice startled you. it was none other than your ex boyfriend, roman. “oh, this is yours?” you asked. “sorry, i didn’t know. i’ll give it back to you later, if you don’t mind.” roman shook his head. “no, no. keep it. i always said it looks better on you.” you smiled at his sentence. “thank you, it is comfortable.” you added.

there was an awkward silence in the air and you were okay with that. “so, how are you?” you asked. “been great, honestly. still the same, what about you?” “i’m good, you know with the push and all that, tiring though. i finally know how you feel.” roman chuckled at your sentence, remembering the conversation he heard that you were finally getting a push. “you deserve it though. finally.” you chuckled.

"no, but for real... if you want this hoodie back, i'll give it to you right now." you unzipped the clothing, to only have him shake his head. "no, no. keep it, (y/n)." he waved his hands in front of you. "really? i feel bad now. what if people noticed and they started talking about us again?" you teased him, causing the roman reigns to be flustered. "joking, joking. you look great though, loving the long hair." you said.

it had been a while since you last saw him. "thank you, you look great too. new hair?" you immediately nodded. "yeah, cut it short. blame kevin, he got gum stuck in my hair." you rolled your eyes in annoyance, remembering the incident. "i like it, it suits you." his intention was totally pure–roman reigns wasn't a flirt. "yeah, nothing changed since we last broke up. oh, i adopted a new dog!" "really? she has a friend then... that's good."

you were happy that you and roman were comfortable enough to talk about the break up. it wasn't really a big deal for the two of you, you knew that was the right thing to do. you were both grown adults and had no bad blood in between each other. "been seeing anyone?" roman suddenly asked. "yeah," you paused for a second to look at his face. roman had a confused expression plastered on his face. "oh, that's good for you." you burst out laughing. "the only person i'm seeing is my manager all of the time, i'm still single."

a wave of relief hit him when he heard that you were still single. "what about you?" you were walking together in the hallways, earning looks from the crew. everyone knew that the two of you were the it couple of the industry and your break up shocked everyone, so seeing him laughing and walking with you was a weird sight.

"i think we both know that we're practically still attached to each other, so no... i'm not seeing anyone." roman was always a truthful person, he wouldn't lie saying that he was no longer in love with you. "damn, you really love me that much, huh?" you elbowed him. "shut up, we've been with each other since we were broke college students, i know you better than anyone else." "and that's why i love you too!" you giggled.

time moved fast, sami and kevin retained their titles. you ran from the gorilla position to the main stage, hugging the two of them, like the script played out. the crowd went wild as they saw you. turning babyface made your job easier, your kind nature really helped shaped your current character. sami and kevin lifted you up and you pointed at the briefcase hanging on top of your head. "ms. money in the bank soon." you mouthed to the crowd, earning yet another pop. "the cool cats celebrating their win... will (y/n) become ms. money in the bank tomorrow? this faction is going to be dripped with gold, if she wins!" michael cole narrated the situation.

as you were out of sight of the cameras and the crowd, you hugged sami and kevin again. "good match, it was amazing!" you were practically jumping with adrenaline. "alright, who gave you coffee?" "she got coffee with me earlier." the same voice from before popped up behind the three of you. "great performance guys." roman patted their backs. he was already dressed with his promo gear and he looked damn good to be walking alone.

kevin furrowed his brows. "you? with her? god, it must be my lucky day!" he grinned, clearly ecstatic to see you and roman interacting again. "hey, it's not like we're not talking anymore. we only broke up." "yeah, she's still my (y/n)." roman added, playfully taking you in his arms. "tell him, roman!" the four of you laughed in unison. "i swear to god, if you two ended up dating again, i won't be shocked."

the thought of going back to his embrace did cross your mind once, but you brushed it off. you were still in love with him and yet it was complicated (in a way). you didn't stay for his performance because he was the closing act. of course, you tuned in from your phone. you had to admit that roman was on your mind today. being with him backstage sent a wave of nostalgia.

his segment ended and as a talent yourself, you were curious to know the ending for tomorrow's money in the bank. his facade from the big dog to the tribal chief improved so much, you thought. he was truly the face of the company. you gritted your teeth before finally pressing his contact to message him.

(y/n): acting so good, it got me shaking to my core!

a few minutes later, he replied.

roman: you were watching me?

(y/n): oh don't be flattered, i was watching paul

roman: haha so funny

(y/n): you know me i'm funny like that

(y/n): but you also did great!

roman: kinda miss you being here, the boys said hi

[roman attached a picture]

(y/n): miss you all! let's catch up soon!

the night went on and you spent all night texting him. it was a big day for you today. you were anxious and excited at the same time. after exiting your hotel room, you waited in front of the elevator. “good morning.” a voice greeted you, cutting off your thoughts. “oh! hi! wanna get breakfast together?” he nodded. “couldn’t get enough of me, huh?” “shut up, (y/n). you’re the one who asked me to eat with you.” he chuckled. roman and you were walking down the breakfast area, still earning glances from your coworkers. “morning!” you greeted them. “morning, (y/n) and roman.” they replied, clearly confused. as you walked by, they started to whisper. “are they back together?” “i hope so.”

“we can do this.” you nodded at trish’s sentence. the girls were gathering around at the locker room before showtime. “(y/n), it’s your big moment. we’re all proud of you.” you couldn’t help but to grin widely at them. “and thank you for giving me this. i love you all.” the girls hugged you as they left one by one. you couldn’t stop bouncing your leg in nervousness, trying to distract yourself from the thought of fucking up. “(y/n), you’re up in 5!”

you were the only one left in the gorilla position, waiting for your entrance. “good luck tonight, little sister.” sami and kevin bombarded you with a group hug. “thank you, i’m so fucking terrified.” you breathed out. “you shouldn’t be, we know you’re gonna kill it.” kevin added, ruffling your hair. you groaned at him, earning a chuckle as a response. “you’re gonna ruin my hair.” you complained. “that’s why we’re here.” the man said.

“(y/n), in 2!” you felt your heart beat faster than before. “you can do this, (y/n).” you were hyping yourself up. “good luck, i’ll be rooting for you.” roman’s voice rang in your ears. you turned your head around and spotted him with his gear. “thank you, i need that.” you smiled. “i brought this for you, for good luck.” roman slung his lei on your neck, causing you to blush. “thank you, roman!” he kissed your forehead, going back to your old traditions before going on stage. “now show them who you are, (y/n).”

as you walked down the ramp, you could hear the crowd chanting your name. “the warrior, (y/n) (l/n) walking down the ramp… with a lei, does this mean she is back with the bloodline? or is it just a sign if respect from the tribal chief?” “i don’t know about that cole, but i know that she is so much more than the bloodline!”

the match went on perfectly. sure there were a few bumps that you took, but as soon as everyone was down–you ran as fast as you could, climbing up the ladder. “is (y/n) going to be ms. money in the bank? she is climbing up the ladder… the warrior, (y/n) (l/n) is ms. money in the bank! she did it! she did it!” you breathed out the air, feeling the sore pain in your entire body. you lifted the briefcase and everyone cheered for you. “i did it!” you yelled on top of your lungs.

“MS. MONEY IN THE BANK, CONGRATULATIONS!” jimmy and jey yelled when you walked backstage. “oh my god! i haven’t seen you two in a while!” you grinned widely. “right? can you come back with us? solo is so boring.” “i’ll kick your ass, uce.” the younger sibling threatened. “see!” jimmy pouted. “i miss you all, i saw your segment yesterday. it was amazing!” you complimented them. “we were amazing or was it big uce?” jey teased you. “damn, soon as i saw your lei, i knew something was going on.” jimmy added.

“alright, that’s enough. give her some space.” roman joined in the conversation. “congratulations, (y/n).” he hugged you and you returned the favor. “think you gave me a lucky charm because all my bumps were not as bad as the royal rumble one.” he remembered you coming home with a dislocated shoulder. “thank god.” roman muttered. “i’ll be staying for your match too, i’ll be watching with sami and kev upstairs, so… better give a good performance!” you waved at them, walking to the locker room to change your fit.

everyone congratulated you and you thanked them. it was going to be a long night and you were still high on energy. “wait up!” once again, you recognized that voice. “still can’t get enough of me?” roman shook his head. “you mind if you accompany me getting ready?” you mimicked his gesture. “not at all, i need to get off this gear first though.”

“you going somewhere after this?” he asked. “nah, i think i’ll just crash.” you answered, not looking up from your phone. “do you wanna… do you wanna go around town with me?” that caught your attention. “are you asking me on a date mr. reigns?” “well if you look at it that way, then sure. but i just need to get away from all of this… you know how the match will end.” roman fixed his gloves, trying his best not to make eye-contact with you. “sure, like old times?” “like old times.”

the bloodline closed the show with a banger, even you were shocked by the aftermath of the match. every single one of them gave an outstanding performance, you never felt so proud. these past 2 days made you miss being in the ring with them. but there was nothing you could do about it. the chapter was done and little did you know, another chapter was going to start.

(y/n): what’s the plan for tonightttttt

roman: 1 am should be fine right?

(y/n): yup

roman: we’re just gonna walk around like usual

(y/n): okay, see you soon!

you freshened up after getting back to the hotel, putting on a new set of clothes. you stared at the briefcase on your bed, giggling like a kid. the night was just getting started for you. it was a tradition that you and roman had after every big event. the two of you would walk around town at night, no security, no fans, just the two of you. you didn’t know what possessed you to say yes to him, but after a long time not seeing each other–you felt like you needed this.

“now this is a sight.” you were walking side to side, with him standing right next to you. “yeah.” roman shortly replied. “you hungry?” he asked. “starving.” that was how the two of you ended up in a local restaurant, eating fish and chips. “finally, some proper food. i’m getting tired of eating catering.” you complained. “cheat day for us, i guess.” he took a bite of his food. “remember when you used to put fake money in jey’s lunch? he was over the moon, acting like he won the lottery.” you paused for a second, tracing back your own memories. “oh, yeah! and the vending machine broke because of that fake money.” the two of you laughed in unison.

just talking to him made you realized that you missed him. being friends with your ex was definitely a weird thing for some people. but for you? you knew you couldn’t get rid of this big samoan dude in front of you. “you were such a prankster, do you still do that a lot in your locker room now?” “of course, i haven’t changed at all.”

that was true. despite everything that happened, you didn’t change at all. so did roman. the two of you were still the same easygoing people that you were. the only thing that changed was your relationship status. “i do miss messing around with all of you.” you admitted, taking a sip of your water. “yeah, sometimes it feels empty without you.” roman sighed. “well, hey… i guess that was needed at that time.”

"no, no. but you remember that time where you got paul as your secret santa? you gave him a pink tie and he wore it with pride the next friday." you couldn't help but to burst out laughing at his sentence. "fuck! that was so funny, i bought it as a joke but he actually wore it!" the night was pretty cold and you regretted not wearing anything that covered your skin. "alright, alright. i'll give you my jacket again. you can keep it." he saw how cold you were and gave his jacket to you.

"do i get to keep this?" you teased him. "no. actually, yeah. keep anything you want, take my shoes too." roman joked, his laughter filling the cold air of london. "i don't want no damn ronald mcdonald shoes!" you pouted. the two of you continued walking until you found an empty bench near the park. "you wanna sit down for a bit? my legs are kinda sore." roman immediately nodded and took a seat next to you.

the two of you sat down and you huffed out the cold air of london once again. “i missed this… just us, the stars, and nothing else.” he couldn’t agree more. “like that night where you confessed to me, right? we had stars showering us too.” you traced back to the night. “yeah! it changed my life, like i couldn’t ask for more to be honest.” roman raised a brow. “really? it changed your life?” you nodded. “my first ever boyfriend being my best friend? that was probably the happiest memory i had from college.” it was the first time roman heard your confession. “i didn’t know that.” your cheeks flared up. “i- i thought you knew.” he shook his head. “i’m glad it was me, i couldn’t imagine you with someone else, (y/n).”

the view tonight was beautiful, he thought. he wasn't looking at the bright stars scattered in the sky, he was looking at you. you kept him up all night, the memories slowly coming back to him. he tried pushing it all away at first, but you kept coming back. the way you scrunch up your nose every time you tried holding back a laugh, the way you always tried to make the room brighter with your jokes, and the way that you were irreplaceable in his life–roman was still madly in love with you.

roman sighed. “why did we ever break up at the first place?” the question caught you off guard. “i think we just had enough of each other at some point.” you shrugged your shoulders. “i mean, i still love you and all… you know that right?” you nodded. “i still love you too, looking back… actually, i don’t know why we broke up. there was nothing wrong with us, right?” this time, roman nodded back.

“honestly, do you mind if i say this?" you nodded at his question. "it's literally 3 am and we're taking a walk in the park talking about our past memories, just say whatever you want, roman." he smiled, bracing himself for the possible outcomes of his sentence. "i don’t know but… i’m willing to try again, like these past 2 or 3 days made me realize that i miss you so much. i know the break up was needed because we had a lot going on in our lives. does that thought ever crossed your mind? us getting back together?” he suddenly blurted out.

“of course, it’s you... like you said, i can’t really imagine myself with someone else but you.” “we’re in a different position now, i think i don't mind starting all over again, if it's with you.” you looked at him, trying your best not to tear up at his sentence. "i'd love that, roman." and that night, you were ready to start all over again with the same person.

this time, it was the right person at the right time.

a/n: right person right time tropes ugh when @ god ? anywaysss i hope y’all enjoyed this fluff (i need to stay away from my angsty shit tbh), likes and replies/reblogs are highly appreciated!! andddd requests are back open!!

#wwe #wwe imagines #roman reigns #jey uso #wrestling #the usos #jimmy uso #wwe fanfiction #wwe roman reigns #wwe x reader #roman reigns x reader #roman reigns imagines #roman reigns imagine #sami zayn #kevin owens

[athanwritesthings]

Fall Out || Fem!Reader x Damian Priest - Pt. 1

A/N: *snickers* all I had in brain was angst and with the ideas I got, it'll make perfect for this to be long and to have continuations. Expect another part or two in the next couple days after I get to requests. Have fun!

Word Count: 1,596

Summary: You've always been the one to cause issues, finding the solace in making your opponents and rivals second guess or become over-emotional. You tangle yourself into a rivalry with Rhea as your team feuded with the men of TJD, and in turn, always managing to find a way to get under their skin, especially Damian's. At least, you hoped you would... All (permanent) characters in Pt. 1: Grayson Waller, Randy Orton, Kevin Owens, Rhea Ripley, Dominik Mysterio, Finn Balor, Damian Priest.

It was another Monday Night Raw, another night listening to my teammates talk and bicker in my locker room as I pull my boots up, tying them as I listened to them. I sit up a few moments later, leaning my elbows on my knees, looking up to the three of them.

For as much as they bickered, they worked well together, even with them being extremely hotheaded and easy to anger. With this little bickering session, Grayson stood between Randy and Kevin as they argued, always acting as their mediator.

This was apparently their way of figuring out how we wanted to deal with the Judgement Day. As if we weren't equipped with the tools to do so already. Leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms, just listening to Randy and Kevin's arguments.

As much they fought about little things like this, you'd think I'd honestly find them annoying. That'd be quite the opposite. I found it comical, always having a smile broken out on my face as I'd watch on. I made it a thing to step in if it went way too long, of course, just so they'd divert their attention back to the match - and actually not waste energy on yelling each others head off.

After a few good minutes of listening to them, and Grayson shooting me a pleading look for help, I finally speak up. "Hey. We're not here to continuously fight or bicker with each other." Kevin goes to open his mouth again, but I tilt my head slightly from where I sat. He stopped before even starting, a small snort leaving Randy, who also quieted after seeing the look on my face.

Grayson, once the two other men hushed, looked to me, his brows furrowing slightly. "Ya gonna be out there with us at ringside, right?" I roll my eyes slightly, even though his tone was one of worry. Standing up, I walk over, my shoulder leaning into Randy's arm a bit. His arm snakes around my shoulders, my eyes staying on Grayson.

"I always am, aren't I?"

I could see the nerves that had Grayson in a vice grip, as all four of us stood in the gorilla. He had never been the type to be so nervous, always noted as the other, mostly, level headed member of the group. Kevin must've seen and registered this too, his hand giving Grayson a reassuring clap on the shoulder, a half smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

Randy's frame seemingly towered over me as he stood behind me, wrapping wrist tape around his wrists and hands. His gaze, after what felt like a good few minutes of drilling into the back of my head, looks to Grayson. "You'll be good. We're gonna be out there with you." Always blunt and to the point, Randy was.

A faint smile crossed Grayson's face nonetheless with the reassurance from us. The smile slowly fades for a split second as Kevin's theme goes first, hearing the crowds almost deafening cheers as soon as it hit, and he came out. Following suite a few seconds later, Grayson goes out with his theme, meeting Kevin at the stage.

You'd expect it not to be such a loud pop whenever Randy's theme would play, but the crowd always proved you wrong. At that point, with my first step out to the gaze of the crowd, I threw my gimmick on, a wide, yet sly smile on my face as I walked out with Randy. His fingers were intertwined with mine, before letting them go after a few seconds as I walked out in front of him a couple steps, him following me.

It didn't take me long to look away from the crowd around us as we made our way to the ring, my gaze connecting with Damian for a split second, before sliding over to Rhea, who stood in ring with the three other members of Judgement Day. One would think she'd kill with the looks she doled out to others.

I lift my hand, waving with my fingers to her, and partially to Damian, Finn and Dominik's eyes fixated on the other three in my group. Damian's jaw was set, an almost permanent seeming scowl on his face, ever since we walked out.

His shoulders rolled back, ripping his eyes from me as Randy let me up the stairs first, Kevin following suite behind him, Grayson electing a different way up, pulling himself to stand up on the ringside.

A little laugh leaves my closed lips, ropes opened for me by Randy. Damian's eyes didn't dare look back at me again, my mission seemingly being effective up to this point in time. Getting under Rhea, Damian, Finn and Dominik's skin, had been a total success so far.

Perhaps my mission had been more than a total success. With the ref not looking, and with Randy and Kevin off the apron and on the ground after Dom and Finn attacked them as Damian went for his finisher to reach the matches end, I pulled Damian off Grayson, canceling the pin just as the ref went for the three count. A grin, and a laugh as a look of complete surprise and anger crossed his face. "What the fuck?" Was all that he let out, his voice an angered yell.

Rhea, just as she looked at the crowd, a smile on her face as she counted along, had missed me pulling Damian off. I wave, once again, my fingers at him, an innocent smile on my face. That had been wiped off my face quick, seeing him move quick as he slid out of the ring fully, fully deciding to chase me then.

A look of fear flashed in my eyes as I took the initiative to run, making sure to run towards where Randy and Kevin were.

As soon I passed Randy, who was already standing up, his body blocked Damian from passing him. "Touch her, and you're dead." When I heard this, I knew it was safe to stop and turn. I laugh lightly, a grin on my face once again.

"Oh, so sorry about that! I didn't mean to do that." My grin still on my face, as I watch Damian, scoffing, his gaze on me for a few seconds. With my eyes on him, I kneel to Kevin, who's sitting up now, on his way to standing. "Get Dom and Finn dealt with, you two."

Randy, looking to Kevin when he called his name, easily registered the look on Kevin's face, as Damian turned to get in the ring before getting counted out. Grayson, on the opposing side of the ring, watched, as he leaned against the middle rope, on one knee.

All it took was Damian to look at me one last time when he got into the ring, then seeing his team taken down from ringside, and Grayson capitalizing on the distraction, hitting Damian with the Rolling Thunder Stunner, and getting the one… two… three count!

Rhea, who was already screaming her head off at Damian, stared in complete shock, with her hands almost resting on her head, before she stuck her hands out at the ref. Grayson, rolling out of the ring, had a huge smile on his face. I ran up, Kevin and Randy following, all three of us smiling. Grayson's arm rested around my shoulders, one of my hands resting on his back, as we walked backwards, the crowd cheering loudly.

Back in my locker room, I packed my duffel bag, my face slack and not full of any emotion, except showing off how tired I had been. I was ready to go to the hotel room. Rest assured, I was due to see someone from TJD as soon as I walked out, all before Randy got back from his locker room.

Sure enough, with my luck, when I opened my locker room door, Rhea and Damian stood a few feet away from me, Damian's arms crossed over his chest, Rhea's hands in her pockets. "Finally coming out of her cave, hm?" Was all I was greeted with from Rhea first.

I snort, as I look the both of them over. "Upset about your match results? Didn't like the taste of your own medicine?" Damian's arms drop as he walks over, his 6 ft 5 in height towering over me like Randy. Yet there was a different feeling to him than Randy. Maybe it was the aura or vibe he gave off.

Damian's eyes trailed me up and down with an unhappy look, crossing my own arms as I leaned back slightly. "You are meddling with the wrong people, chica. If I were you, I'd call my guard dogs off before it becomes a huge regret of yours down the line." His voice was gruff, yet the look in his eyes didn't match up with how he sounded.

"Matter of fact... Next Monday. I'll bury you so far into the ground, perhaps they will back off." Rhea states as she steps up too, an unbelieving laugh leaving my closed lips as I looked at them with an incredulous glint to my eyes.

I didn't think much of it. I never really did. As long as they were boiling because of me... that was all that truly mattered to me in the first place. I watch them leave with one last look, before I go off to find Randy, Grayson and Kevin.

I never told them about the interaction between Rhea, Damian and I...

(to be continued...)

#wwe #wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe x y/n #rhea ripley #dominik mysterio #finn balor #damian priest #randy orton #kevin owens #grayson waller #fem!reader

[south-of-heaven]

Hey,

Can you write about babyface!reader x damian where kevin and damian are fighting and reader is at ringside and has a little crush on him but ar the same time hates him. After Kevin wins he leaves with reader but runs to damian and kisses him making everyone scream

Ringside || Damian Priest x Reader

Summary: Supporting your brother at ringside takes a turn for the unexpected.

You stand at ringside, watching the intense match unfold between your older brother Kevin Owens and Damian Priest. As his little sister, you're there to support your brother wholeheartedly, cheering him on with every move he makes. However, deep down, you can't help but feel conflicted because you've always had a bit of a crush on Damian.

The battle in the ring is fierce, and your emotions are all over the place. You want Kevin to win, of course, but you can't deny the attraction you feel towards Damian. Your brother's rival is undeniably charismatic and captivating, and you find it hard to shake off those feelings.

Finally, the match concludes with Kevin emerging victorious. He extends his hand to you, inviting you to join him as he walks backstage. But for a moment, you hesitate, feeling like you need some time alone to sort through your thoughts and emotions.

"I'll catch up with you in a bit, Kev," you say, giving him a weak smile. "I just need to do something first."

He nods understandingly, giving you a pat on the back before making his way backstage. As the crowd starts to disperse, you take a deep breath and walk away from the ring, trying to clear your head.

However, before you get too far, you notice Damian Priest heading in the same direction. He seems to be leaving the area as well. You're about to pass him by, but something inside you urges you to stop. You can't let this opportunity slip away without at least trying to resolve the turmoil within you.

"Damian," you call out, your voice wavering slightly.

He turns to look at you, his gaze curious and concerned. "Hey, everything okay?"

You hesitate for a moment, gathering your courage, and then you blurt out, "No, not really. I've been feeling conflicted all night. I should hate you because of Kevin, but I can't deny that I've always had feelings for you."

The surprise flickers across his face, but then he smiles, a warm and understanding expression. "I understand that things can get complicated. It's okay."

Before you can overthink it, you act on impulse. You get up on your tiptoes and pull him down gently, pressing your lips against his. The arena around you erupts in cheers, and the commentators are left in shock.

For a moment, you're both stunned, but then Damian reciprocates the kiss, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer. The crowd's excitement only fuels the passion between you.

When you finally break the kiss, you look into his eyes, feeling a sense of relief and happiness wash over you. "I'm sorry," you say breathlessly, "I couldn't hold back any longer."

He chuckles softly, his forehead resting against yours. "Don't apologize. I've felt the same way about you for a while now. I never thought you'd feel the same."

You smile, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. "Well, I do," you say, feeling a newfound sense of freedom.

From that moment on, you and Damian Priest become an item, and your brother eventually comes to understand and accept your relationship. The journey might have been complicated and unexpected, but it's worth it to be with someone you truly care about. Together, you face the challenges of being in the WWE and navigate the complexities of love, all while staying true to yourselves. And as you continue to support your brother in the ring, you also find unwavering support and love in the arms of Damian Priest, the man who stole your heart.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe x reader #pro wrestling #wrestling #damian x reader #damian priest x reader #damian priest #kevin owens #ko

[jeysbvck]

there's still a thread (that runs from your body to mine)

i'm back with another fic!! this one is for the absolutely wonderful & talented zaynee, who not only sent in a prompt, but its also their day today!! happy birthday bff!!🥳❤️ i hope you enjoy this fic but enjoy your day more!!🤭

[smut, 18+, read at your own risk]

taglist; @wrestlezaynia @loki69zowens @crxssjae @nightmare-viper @paigereeder @wrestlingprincess80 @southerngirl41 @alyyaanna @xtripleiiix

word count; 2.8k

summary; Kevin & Sami haven't seen - or spoke to each other for 3 months since Kevin broke it off & moved to Smackdown. That all changes when they're in the same place for the Royal Rumble, & Kevin can't take it any longer.

Sami lay on the bed, atop the sheets, staring up at the ceiling, replaying the same memory that had been on repeat in his mind for months. He didn't just see it when he closed his eyes; he saw it when he was awake too, when he wasn't occupied. Which is why he spent so much of his free time in the gym or working on ideas for his storylines, just so his brain wouldn't be free to think about Kevin. He'd even started crashing with Jey at hotels when they were booked together; the guy was always on. It never seemed quiet enough around him, and it helped Sami. Until Jey fell asleep, and Sami lay in the twin bed next to him, wide awake and his brain began to play the movie Sami hated so much.

Tonight, Sami was in his room alone, and once again, that fucking awful film started to play, and all Sami could do was watch.

"We can't do this anymore."

Kevin's words echoed around the room and into Samis’ ears, like he'd just used a blare horn to announce it. Sami thought everything was great between them. Sure, he felt Kevin pulling away slightly, but he had convinced himself he was just busy. It had been a busy time in the company, so it was a simple conclusion to draw. How hadn't Sami seen this coming? He thought he knew Kevin like the back of his hand.

“What do you mean?” Sami had asked. He'd hoped he was mistaken, that Kevin meant something else; but he knew deep down it was exactly what it sounded like. He stayed on Kevins’ chest, not wanting to move, like if he didn't move, this wouldn't happen.

“I'm going to Smackdown.” Kevin replied quietly. Now Sami was really confused. Why did Kevin going to Smackdown mean they have to break up?

“Okay, so?” Sami questioned. “We can work around that. It's only for a few weeks at the most, right?”

Kevins’ heartbeat quickened underneath Samis’ head. “No.” Kevin sighed. “I'm being traded to Smackdown because Jey came to Raw.”

“Oh.” Sami whispered. He could still feel the way his heart was splintering. “They chose you?”

“Um, they didn't exactly choose me, Sami.” Kevin told him. “I, uh- It was my idea.”

The room began to spin, Samis’ splintering heart now completely broken, he could feel the pieces stabbing him in the chest. He lifted his head off Kevin's chest and stared at the man next to him. ‘You volunteered? Why?”

Kevin stared at Sami, the glint in the red-haired man's eye that Kevin loved so much had been replaced with sadness.

“I- I need space.” Kevin replied, sighing. He knew everything would change after Wrestlemania, especially after they finally fell in bed together after hitting the highest highs of winning the tag titles on the biggest stage of the industry. Kevin had wanted this for so long and tried so hard to pretend he hadn't been in love with his best friend for years; once they had explored each other's bodies in such an intimate way, Kevin was hooked.

They never spoke about it, though. They never spoke about what it meant. They never spoke about their feelings. Both men would have a plan to do so, but whenever they were alone; it ended up in a quick make-out session, some heavy petting, and once in their shared hotel room, they couldn't hold back.

It got too much for Kevin; they seemed to be on the same page, but how could he know for sure? He was too afraid to bring it up, too afraid to vocalise that his love ran deeper than friendship. He thought this was enough, but it was weighing on him, like he was Atlas, holding up the world on his shoulders. Kevin knew Sami looked at him like he was responsible for the stars in the sky, but he also noticed that it was a running theme for Sami. He looked at everyone he cared about with so much love in his eyes that Kevin wasn't sure he was special. He needed space to breathe, and he couldn't do that around Sami. The man took his breath away every time.

“Space?” Sami repeated. He scoffed and threw the sheets off, swinging his leg off the bed. “So, you're leaving me?”

Kevin's heart fractured at those three words. It's what he was doing, right? He wanted to tell Sami that he loved him more than he could ever put into words, but that wasn't fair. He was running away, so how could he profess his love? Instead, he watched silently as Sami stood up. He took in every part of the man's naked form; if this was the way their story ended, he needed every hair, every freckle, every scar, every imperfection that made up Sami Zayn seared into his brain.

But when Sami started packing his bag and pulled the black zip-up hoodie over his shoulders, Kevin scrambled out of the bed. “Wait, Sami, what are you doing?”

Sami chuckled humourlessly. “What do you think? I can't stay here, Kev.”

“No, stop! Please!” Kevin begged, reaching out to Sami, who stepped away from the gesture. “Not like this, just one more ni-”

Sami hauled the strap of the black bag over his shoulder and shook his head. “You did this, Kev, not me.”

“I know, but-” Kevin sighed and sat back on the bed, defeated. “Where will you go?”

“I'll crash with Jey.” Sami replied, turning his back on Kevin, unaware of the tears filling his eyes. “Good luck on Smackdown.” Sami sighed. “I hope it was worth it.”

-

A loud, continuous knock on the wooden door pulled Sami out of his thoughts. It wasn't Jey. He had a very specific knock to let Sami know it was him, and he wasn't expecting anyone; so he ignored it. Until it became more frantic, and Sami groaned out loud.

“Alright, alright!” He shouted, “I'm coming!”

He made the mistake of not checking through the peephole, and he froze when he answered the door, not expecting Kevin to be standing there. It was the first time in four months that he'd lay eyes on him, at least in person, and Samis’ heart raced.

Sami knew he was going to see Kevin tonight at the Royal Rumble. Kevin was on the match card, and Sami was coming back from his break as a surprise entrant. He'd even seen Kevin backstage. He pretended he hadn't, of course, but he wasn't expecting him to be standing outside his room. Sami was very aware he was half naked, in just a pair of sweatpants, his hair still drying from his shower, and as he stared at Kevin, Sami knew Kevin was trying hard not to check him out, which made Sami blush.

“Hey.” Kevin said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Hey, man.” Sami replied. “You're not room service.”

A small smile crept on Kevins' lips, and he shrugged. “I mean, I brought a protein bar?” Kevin replied, pulling it from his pocket, and Sami let out a real laugh, the sound like music to Kevins’ ears as the smile on his face turned into a grin.

The sweet moment was fleeting as Samis’ face fell slightly, as if he'd momentarily forgotten everything that had happened. “What are you doing here, Kevin?”

“Oh, um- I-” He cleared his throat, ready to say whatever came to mind. “I just wanted to say-” He sighed, chickening out and instead saying, “Welcome back.”

Sami sighed. He didn't know what he was hoping for, but he was disappointed anyway. “Well, thanks, I guess.”

He began to close the door but was stopped by Kevins’ palm slamming against it. “Wait, please?”

Sami was instantly transported back to the last time Kevin begged him to wait, and this time, he obliged. He opened the door wider and stared expectantly. Kevin felt the pressure, still feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders, but he refused to look away. He was finally looking into the eyes of the man he loved, and he would keep doing it for as long as he was allowed.

“Well, what do you wanna sa-?”

“I miss you.” Kevin blurted out. He watched as Samis’ demeanour changed, the way his eyes softened, and his shoulders slumped slightly.

“Kev…”

“Sami.” Kevin pleaded. “I know I said we couldn't do this anymore, but I need you. Please.”

Kevin wasn't expecting Sami to fold like a deck of cards, especially not so quickly. But he didn't know how much it took for Sami not to answer the phone when Kevin drunk dialled him or when Kevin texted him at three AM at the beginning of this whole mess. Kevin had haunted Sami this whole time, and Sami wondered if Kevin felt the same way. He thought he couldn't handle opening himself up to Kevin again, only to have to say goodbye again, but now — Sami didn't care. He needed Kevin as much as Kevin needed him.

Sami threw himself at Kevin, his lips finding where they needed to be. Kevin stiffened up, shocked, but he fell into the kiss quickly, melting into Sami as his hands fell on his naked waist, pulling him closer — not that they could get any closer.

“Are you sure?” Kevin mumbled into Samis’ mouth. Sami nodded, pulling Kevin into the room, refusing to break the embrace.

Kevin kicked the door shut, his hands gripping Samis’ waist so tight, like someone was going to take him away. But he also pulled from the kiss, and when Sami whined, Kevin chuckled. “Seriously, Sami, are you sure about this? I know I hurt yo-”

“Kevin, shut up.” Sami told him, his eyes dark with lust. “I'm sure.” 

Kevins’ eyes widened, his shorts tightening at the front as he stared at Sami, his eyebrow cocked, a shit-eating smirk on his face. Kevin licked his lips and pulled Sami back into him — hands desperately clutching at one another, pulling the other closer until their bodies were almost one.

“Why am I the only one semi naked?” Sami asked, breathlessly with Kevins’ mouth on his neck, his teeth nipping at his skin. Kevin responded by untying his shorts and pulling them as far as he could without removing his mouth from Samis’ skin. Sami helped Kevin push the shorts and his boxers down his thighs, then wrapped his long fingers around Kevins’ thick cock.

Kevin gasped into Samis’ mouth, his cock twitching under the man's touch. Sami grinned as Kevin began to rock against his hand, and he gripped his length tighter.

Kevin pushed Sami backwards, right up to the bed, before pushing him down onto the mattress. Sami looked up at him, his lustful eyes so full of love. He'd been wondering if this moment would ever come again if he would ever feel this way again, and now it was happening. He wanted to savour every moment.

Kevin seemed to have the same idea. He raked his eyes over Samis’ body as he lay below him. Noting the extra scars that he had acquired over the months they'd been apart, wondering which matches they had come from, which opponent had added to the painting on Samis’ physique. He watched Sami pull at the strings at the front of his sweatpants and buck his hips as he undressed, completely enthralled by the sight of Sami undressing for him.

He dropped to his knees and took over, pulling the black pants down and over his ankles, before running the palm of his hands up Samis' legs slowly. Sami shivered as Kevins’ hands followed the path of goosebumps up his shins, his knees, right up to his thighs. The tips of his fingers grazed the inside of Samis’ thighs, making him groan at the touch, and Kevin watched as Samis’ cock twitched. He felt his own strain against his shorts, but he ignored it. Right now, it was all about Sami and his pleasure.

He ran his hands over his thighs, lifting himself up further, watching as Samis' face contorted with pleasure. His hips bucked, begging Kevin to touch him in the place he needed the most. His fingers teased the red hair around Samis’ cock, before he slowly wrapped them around the base of his cock. Sami groaned, rutting against Kevins’ hand, throwing his back as Kevin took most of Sami in his mouth.

“Fffffuck, Kevin!”

Kevins’ hands found Samis’ balls, and he massaged them as he let Sami fuck his mouth, his tongue swirling around every bit of the erection it could touch.

“Kev, oh fuck, you're gonna make me-”

Kevin pushed Samis’ cock further into his mouth, and when his thighs gripped Kevins’ head, he grasped his cock with one hand, pumping it with the same rhythm his mouth was making. “Kev, fuck, please!”

Kevin pulled his mouth off Sami, spit threading from Samis’ cock to Kevins’ lips, Sami almost orgasming at the sight alone. “Kev, I need you.”

Kevin bit his bottom lip as he hovered over Sami, the desire shared between both of them. They could see the love the other had in their eyes, and it was clear to the two of them that this was It. Even before the first time, Sami had been head over heels for Kevin. There was always something between them, an invisible red string tying them to each other. The past three months had been hell on Earth, and now it was Heaven.

Kevin inched his face towards Samis’, and Sami sat up, meeting Kevin halfway. The kiss was soft, delicate like butterfly wings, but it soon became more intense — deeper, their tongues almost battling for dominance. Kevin reluctantly pulled away, but the whine that slipped Samis’ lips was worth it. Kevin smirked as he ran his thumb over the ginger man's bottom lip, before he dragged it over his chin and down to his neck, to his collarbone, flicking his nipple before he slipped the hand in between their legs.

Kevin wrapped his hand around his own cock, pumping a couple of times before he positioned himself at Samis’ entrance. He arched his eyebrow, and Sami nodded.

“I need you.” Sami repeated, and Kevin leaned down to kiss him once again as he slowly eased himself into Sami. The redhead was tight, and Kevin moaned, forcing himself to go slow, not to cause Sami even more pain than he might already be experiencing.

“Fuck, Sami, you feel so good around me.” Kevin groaned, making Sami pull the bigger man in by the neck for a kiss. As Sami eased into the motion, he raised his hips, finding a rhythm against Kevins’ own thrusts. Soon, their moans were in sync with their actions, their kiss slow as they rocked against each other.

“Kev…” Sami breathed, his head rolling backwards as Kevin peppered his throat with kisses. “I missed you so much.”

“Sami, oh fuck, I missed you too.” Kevin replied. “So. Fucking. Much.”

Sami groaned, his nails digging into Kevins’ shoulder blades as their thrusts became quicker. “Kev, please, I'm gonna-”

“Sami, oh, fuck. Come for me.” Kevin whispered against Samis’ neck, his hand grabbing Samis’ cock. Sami bucked and moaned loudly as he came undone, Kevin following after a few more thrusts as his name spilled from Sami.

Kevin pulled out and rolled off Sami as he wiped the curls from his forehead. Sami then turned to Kevin and pushed his head under his arm.

“So…” Sami said, closing his eyes as Kevin traced patterns on his bicep. “So,” Kevin repeated.

“Does this mean you changed your mind?” Sami asked quietly.

Sami felt Kevins’ chest rise and fall under him, and he braced himself for the reply. He had always thought he knew Kevin like the back of his hand, but he'd found out the hard way that he might not.

“I changed my mind when I was…you know, breaking it off.” Kevin confessed. “I didn't want to do it, I thought I needed to do it.”

Sami inhaled, and he put his on Kevins’ chest as he pushed himself up. “I understand, sort of.” Sami replied. “I wish you'd just talked to me, though.”

“I know, and I'm so fucking sorry, Sami.” Kevin said, resting his hand atop of Samis’.

“It's okay,” Sami nodded, squeezing his hand against Kevins as he laced their fingers together. “I forgive you, Mon Coeur.”

Sami touched his lips to Kevins softly, smiling at the way Kevin held Samis’ cheek. When he pulled away, Kevin pulled Sami in, their foreheads pressed together. “Je t'aime, Sami.”

Sami smiled and placed his head back on Kevins chest, closing his eyes. He was sure he could feel his heart repairing itself, and he knew that he and Kevin could get through this.

“Je t'aime, Kevin.”

#zowens fic #sami zayn x kevin owens fic #sami zayn x kevin owens #zowens #wwe fic #wwe fanfiction #zowens fanfiction #my writing* #smut writing

[1-800-sinister]

i turn my asks back on so ask away i don't write for brock, stephanie, saraya/paige, ronda, nia, etc i write for shayna, rhea, zoey, sonya, kevin, sami, damian, dominik, etc

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[kyleoreillylover]

Loyalty Masterlist

A multi-chapter series created by Kyleoreillylover. I do not give permission for my work to be translated, stolen or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit.

CHAPTER 1- THE BEGINNING

CHAPTER 2- THE TEST

CHAPTER 3- TIME

CHAPTER 4- JEALOUSY

CHAPTER 5- CRACKS

CHAPTER 6-LOYALTY

CHAPTER 7- PART 1- THE BATTLE BEFORE THE WAR

CHAPTER 7- PART 2- THE BATTLE BEFORE THE WAR

tag list: @southerngirl41 @venusesworld @jeysbae @reci1996 @tbonesteakwithasideofmashngrav @hope4more @selena-tyler-564 @saintaquarius

Caught deep in the Tribal Chiefs' clutches for the past three years after acknowledging your long-time friend Roman Reigns, you finally feel on top of the world. You have a title, a family, Jey, people who actually care about you, can finally put your money where your mouth is and show everyone how ruthless, manipulative, and good you are, and have put your tumultuous and scarred past behind you - or so you thought.

Because the thorns in your side that you thought you'd rid yourself of will just never free you from their poisonous grips. And their names were Kevin Owens and Sam Zayn.

Your former best friends. The people you absolutely despised with everything in your heart. The people you vowed to distance yourself from and the history you chose to try to forget.

But love and hate are tangled webs, intricately laced together and impossible to unravel. And as much as you tried to bury the memories and feelings, they seemed to persistently claw their way back into your consciousness especially with Sami trying to claw his way into the Bloodline with you, and Kevin trying to get the both of you out.

You try to fight off their advances, and you're partially successful with Kevin, but Sami's kisses always weakened you, leaving you feeling conflicted and torn between the life you've built and the past you've tried to escape. But when Jey's fiery lips press against yours, grounding you in the present, he reminds you of your your loyalty and your commitment to the Bloodline, and keep you anchored from drifting too far into the turbulent waters of your past...

But how long will it be until the turbulent waves of your past fully consume you?

Until your taste for freedom outweighs your loyalty to the Bloodline? Until you find yourself torn between the love you feel for Jey and the unresolved emotions lingering for Kevin and Sami?

Until you finally realize that the lines between loyalty, love, and longing are blurred beyond recognition, leaving you in never-ending waves that crash upon the shores of your existence, threatening to erode the stability you've fought so hard to establish?

Not long, if Kevin has anything to say about it.

But you'll make sure he doesn't even have a chance to speak.

A/N: a bit of a multi-chapter series I am working on!! I love the bloodline and sami/Kevin story, so this is inspired by that. Stay tuned, hope you loved this summary!!

#wwe x reader #wwe fanfiction #wwe fic #wwe imagine #nxt x reader #wwe x black reader #jey uso x reader #wwe #roman reigns x reader #roman reigns x black reader #sami zayn x fem reader #sami zayn imagine #jey uso imagine #jey uso fanfiction #kevin owens x reader #kevin owens fanfiction #kevin owens imagine #the bloodline x reader #the bloodline x you #wwe smut #wwe smut imagine #jimmy uso x reader #jimmy uso imagine #wwe fanfic #jey uso smut

[darbyallinsskateboard]

The Baddest (Matt Riddle X Reader)

I don’t see anyone write for this man so here I am

Inspired by Baddest - K/DA

Summary: Reader is like a sibling to Sami and Kevin, so when they verse the judgement day with Matt Riddle what happens when reader protects Riddle from Rhea?

I bite my nails as I watch my ‘brothers’ talk amongst themselves, the judgement day had challenged them to a match, but they needed a third person, just now someone comes through the curtains of the guerilla, you looked over and saw Matt Riddle scoot over on his scooter, quietly snorting to yourself “Hey Kevin, what about him?” Kevin looks over and shakes his head “No! definitely not! I don’t like idi-” “Hey! I heard you two were looking for a third man!” 

“Yeah! they were! hey you don’t have a match tonight, that’s perfect” Kevin glares over at me and I just laugh “That’s what I was going to say little lady! what do you say Kevin? Sami?” “I mean I don’t see a problem” Sami says and now Kevin looks to glare at him “Cool! so it’s a match!” says Riddle before scooting back out of the guerilla “I seriously hate the both of you” “awe, love you too!” you and Sami laugh at Kevin and then continue discussing.

The time for the match is upon us and I watch my brother’s walk out, with their tag titles up in the air, Riddle is next and he gives me a fist bump before he scoots out, I let out the breath I had in and sigh, I had admired Riddle since our NXT day’s but never really had the confidence to talk to him one on one, or really tell anyone I liked him.

I watch as the judgement day eye down my friends and I bite my lip, I see Rhea giving Matt a particularly rough look ‘Is she going to hurt him?’ see you used to be very good friends with Rhea, until she joined the Judgement Day, you guys have been feuding lately, and Rhea was the only one you could admit too you liked Matt, you really hoped she wasn’t going to try use this against you, you watch as the fight happens, Rhea interfering every once in a while.

When it was reaching the apex of the match Riddle had Dominik in the middle of the ring where he was going to try floating bro him but Dominik was pulled out of place and Riddle roughly hit the mat, Rhea then crawled into the ring and grabbed Matt, looking directly at the camera “This is what you get for messing with the judgment day little girl!” I quickly tell the technicians to play my music ‘Baddest By K/da’ starts playing and I run out into the ring, Rhea let’s go of Matt and I slide into the ring, tackling her and beginning to punch her.

Rhea was under me defenseless and Dominik got back into the ring, planning to break me up from Rhea, but before he could Matt grabbed him and got him in bro-derrick position and performed it, going for the pin “1....2....3!” but that didn’t stop you from continuing the assault on Rhea, before you were being pulled off of her, thrashing around “Let go!” “Come on we won, let’s go back” you hear Sami’s voice as you let him drag you from the ring.

when back in the guerilla the boys are all talking before Matt walks over to me “I’ve never seen you so aggressive, it was sick as, especially because you helped save me - hey! I got an idea! we should totally be a tag team!” “that’d be cool Matt” I look at him with a smile and he smiles back.

“Also, want to go out to dinner with me? I need to thank you in some way” I’m stunned before I smile widely and agree “Yes! I’d love too!” “I’ll dm you when I’ll pick you up” you nod and watch as he walks out “Our little y/n is growing up!” “I’d rather it not have been with Riddle but I guess I can’t stop you” you laugh as you continue talking to your brothers and joking around.

you feel your phone vibrate and open it, it was a message from Matt “forget dinner, just come to my locker room ;)” you couldn’t help but giggle “I gotta go guys” you say walking out “USE PROTECTION!” you laugh as you keep walking down the hallway

A/N omg a Matt Riddle post

#wwe x reader #wwe #wwe fanfiction #matt riddle #matt riddle x reader #sami zayn #kevin owens #the judgement day #rhea ripley

[bbygirlky18]

Can I have Kevin Owens x Fem reader with "Saying something flirty mid-fight which catches them off guard, giving you the perfect opportunity to strike"?

Caught Off, Guard! Kevin Owens

Kevin Owens x y/n

Warnings: Cuteness!!

Word Count: 196

A/N: Hi everyone!! I melted when I wrote this so I hope you melt too. This was sent in by @micheleamidalajedi so let's get into it.

Y/n is your name.

@micheleamidalajedi hope you like this.

Kevin Owens was deeply in love with Y/n, but he was too shy to tell her. One day, they found themselves in a physical altercation, and with a mischievous glint in his eye, Kevin uttered the words 'I wish it wasn't like this between us; I'd much rather be doing something... more fun.' He caught her off guard and she stumbled backward in confusion, giving him the perfect opportunity to strike.

He moved forward quickly before she could retaliate, wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her close and pressed his lips against hers, taking her by surprise. Now that he had her, he had no intention of letting her go.

When they finally pulled apart, Kevin smiled. He had finally found the courage to tell her how he felt. To his surprise, Y/n began to laugh. She was happy to learn that the man she loved had the same feelings for her as she did for him.

No longer were they enemies, but instead, they were lovers. They shared a passionate kiss and declared their love for one another. From then on, they never again found themselves fighting against each other—only together.

-I hope you guys enjoyed this! I'm sorry I took so long posting it I'm currently dealing with Mother Nature. I had fun writing it. I love you guys so so so so so much. <33333

#kevin owens x reader #kevin owens #kevin owens fanfiction

[smartycvnt]

"You can kiss me, you know" with Zowens, please? 🙏 (If you write Zowens, that is 🤭).

Kevin feels fear tighten in his chest as those words left his lips. The nights they had spent together were few and far apart, always spurred on by adrenaline and restlessness. This wasn't like that. There were no excuses to be had if they took this step together.

"I can?" Sami asked. The hopefulness in his eyes helped to soothe Kevin's nervousness for a moment. Suddenly, he was filled with another bout of nerves about an entirely different thing. "Please?"

"Always," Kevin told him. Sami practically lunged forward with excitement. Kevin expected the clashing of their lips to be feverent and rushed, but Sami slowed at the last second. He cradled Kevin's face gently as he pressed their lips together. Kevin kissed him back before pulling back to rest his forehead against Sami's.

"Thank you."

#wwe fanfiction #ficlet #blurb #mini fic #drabble #zowens #kevin owens x sami zayn

[cavinginhisfvce]

just a small snippet of my Little!Jey story. it's a lil angsty, but also cute. i haven't yet figured out who i want his caregiver to be, but it's getting too long so i have to decide soon. lmao

He just wanted Jimmy, or even Solo. He wanted Roman, who was unpleasant to be around unless Jey was Little, because he would protect the boy from the terrors of backstage and his own mind.

He wanted his brothers, Roman included, to wrap him up in their arms and tell him he was okay! He just needed the assurance that everything was alright…but, no one on RAW knew Jey was a Little.

Even though they were widely known about, and accepted, Jey had no friends on the caregiver spectrum on Raw, at least none he knew of.

Legally all businesses were required to have a space dedicated to any employees who were Little in case of a drop, but going down to that center was going against everything Jey held close to his heart in relation to his classification. 

No unknown caretakers.

They had to be friends. They had to be approved. 

In the realm of trusted friends, he had Sami, but Sami was also a Little. And his caregiver didn't even like Jey! So the boy couldn't be sure Kevin would accept him, even if for a moment. He wasn't unkind to Littles, that was something Jey knew for sure. But given his history with the other, he wasn't sure if that kindness would be extended to him.

It hadn't felt like it the first few weeks, but Jey was utterly alone on the RAW roster. With more enemies than friends littering the halls, Jey couldn't afford to be so vulnerable with no one watching his back.

He knows he can't go to Cody, because going to him means telling him of his classification, and for some reason that thought alone scared the shit out of Jey.

#jey uso #cody rhodes #sami zayn #kevin owens #wwe #jey uso fanfiction #Little!Jey Uso #jey uso is a baby tbh #Little!Sami Zayn #Caregiver!Jimmy Uso #Caregiver! Roman Reigns #Neutral!Solo Sikoa #jimmy uso #roman reigns #solo sikoa #age regressor jey uso #jey is a cry baby in this but in a cute way #jey uso fic #wwe fanfiction #fanfic snippet

[imabillyami]

Basking in your heat

Read on Ao3 (no account needed)

Relationships: Jimmy Uso/ Kevin Owens

Characters: Jimmy Uso, Kevin Owens, some poor unsuspecting backstage producer & writers

3K, E

sexual content, my friends this is smut, established relationship, safe sane consensual, kayfabe compliant, some poor backstage producers and writers see more than they bargained for, these two are horny idiots who are very much in love in this one

more tags and warnings on Ao3

Summary: 

Kevin and Jimmy engage in some backstage shenanigans.

Notes:

This started out with @bangazaii (Mahi) asking me how Kevin would’ve reacted to this look (gif below) on Jimmy. So she gets 50% of the blame. I take the other 50% that turned this into pure filth. Sweet and loving filth. But filth nonetheless.

I wrote and edited this a while back, but only found it again today. I thought it might shorten the wait until I sort out my Samijey stuff.

#m writes #jimmy uso #kevin owens #the forbidden pairing #jimmy uso x kevin owens #kevin owens x jimmy uso #kevin x jimmy #jimmy x kevin #my fics #my fic #writing update #hope you enjoy #wwe fanfiction #wwe fanfic