#roman reigns x cousin reader

[kyleoreillylover]

The Bloodline!Reader x Rhea Ripley x Dominick Mysterio Part 2

A/N: You guys asked and I delivered! This took so freaking long 😭😭 I wasn’t expecting all the love on the first part, so thank you all! Here’s a part 2, lmk if you want a part three as well. This also has more bloodline and reader lore, but Dom and Rhea are in there too, I just needed to continue the bloodline story.

Tw: Manipulation, reader being manipulative, angry confrontations, cursing.

After Dom and Rhea comforted you, you insisted on driving to your hotel by yourself. Even though opening up to them cleared your head a bit, you needed to be alone for a while to process these emotions.

They were wary-torn between wanting to respect your boundaries but also wanting to be there for you-but they didn’t want to overwhelm you, so they let you go.

You promised them you’d come back to them once your mind calmed down, and that made them feel a bit better.

Unbeknownst to the 3 of you, Paul was looking for you under the “Tribal Chiefs Orders” and caught you leaving their locker room.

He sent immediately sent Solo after you, his usual stoic demeanor being replaced by anger as he drove to your hotel.

It all clicked into his mind- Romans’ sudden hostility towards you, the weird tension between TJD and you, you refusing Romans orders. And he couldn’t believe you, his own sister, would be affiliating with your families enemies.

When he came to your room, furiously banging the door and yelling at you once you opened it, you felt your emotions rushing again, but instead of sadness, there was anger- the burning hot anger you tried to push back these past few weeks because in fear of hurting your blood.

But now, you didn’t care. Why should you care when they clearly didn’t share those same fears?

You let that anger run hot, but you didn’t let it burn all your judgment down. You wanted to hurt Roman, to make him feel the same pain you’ve been feeling, but you needed to be smart about it.

“What the hell was that, huh?” Solo shouted at you, and you winced at how loud his voice was. “Is what Paul said true? You been talking to them Judgment Day bitches and helping them? What the fuck? You gonna pull a Sami and ditch us too, uce?

“You know damn well I'd never do that! And I'm not helping them! You just gonna hear what Paul says and believe him, huh?" You yelled right back at him, wiping at your eyes and it was then that Solo looked at you, really looked at you since everything that had happened at the Royal Rumble. Your slumped shoulders, your bloodshot eyes glaring at him- had you been crying? He let his guard down a little at that but continued on. "Then why were you in their room? What were you doing with them?" Your frown turned into a scowl as you crossed your arms, looking at Solo. "I was in their room cause when I was leaving the arena, Rhea thought it would be funny to talk some mess about you guys when I was passing their room. And I was already overwhelmed and tired, so I couldn't control myself and I got in her face-" Solo's anger was slowly draining away as you continued to speak, being replaced by some guilt. Paul was always trying to start something, he should've known you wouldn't do anything without a reason.

“- then Dominick and Finn broke us up, and I left their room and I was just tired and didn’t wanna take out my anger on any of you, so I just went here to chill out and sleep.” You finished, making your way to your bed and sitting on top of it.

Solo didn’t know what to say, he had never seen you like this. You were always the one lifting everyone’s spirit, putting smiles on everyones faces with your infectious energy, the one that comforted everyone. He felt out of his element.

You took his silence as anger and put your head in your hands, and he couldn’t tell if you were crying or not. “Great. Now you’re mad at me, Roman is mad at me. I just fucked everything up today.”

You picked your head up when you felt the bed dip, seeing Solo sit next to you. He frowned when he saw that you were, in fact crying. “What do you mean today? Roman said something to you today?

You nodded, tears still coming out of your eyes. “Yeah, he talked about Paul mentioning something about the Judgment Day and Paul said I was acting suspicious & he just completely went off the rails on me. But this was before I snapped at Rhea, so I don’t know what Paul was talking about. But I’m sorry for worrying you guys.” You sighed, sniffling and about to wipe your eyes again when Solo stopped you, handing you the box of tissues. You gave him a small smile at his rare act of affection.

“Don’t be sorry. You need rest. I’ll talk to Paul. And Roman. What he doing ain’t cool.” Solo spoke, a hint of irritation in his voice.

“You good now, uce?” You nodded at him. “Yeah, I’m good. But wait-” You grabbed his shoulder, stopping him from getting up, and pulled him into a hug. He froze, not prepared for the physical contact.

“Be safe, okay? Don’t tell Roman, but I need a break from all of this shit for a while, but you need to hold down the fort Solo. Just stay safe while doing it.” You confessed, tightening your arms around him. He stayed silent for a moment as he slowly wrapped his arms around you.

“Of course uce. You stay safe too.” He said after a moment, squeezing you a bit tighter. You smirked against his shoulder, you didn’t think it’d be this easy but Solo always had a soft spot for you, his younger sister. You could see the seeds of doubt you planted in Paul and Roman making the gears in his head turn, and it made you smirk even more.

Once he left, you picked up your phone, texting Dom and Rhea and telling them about your plan.

They responded almost immediately, saying they were on board. They smiled at each other once they saw your messages, proud and happy you finally came to your senses and realized how toxic your family members were to you. Rhea couldn’t wait until she could pummel Roman into the ground for hurting you.

You grinned once they agreed, saying you’d meet them after you checked on Jey, which was phase one of your plan. He faced the worst of Roman, being mentally and emotionally abused by him, so you sympathized with him, and felt anger on his behalf. He was your older brother, and while all your brothers cared about you, he always cared a little bit more and tried to protected you from the brunt of Romans anger when the Bloodline first started. You wanted to do the same for him. But first, you needed to get in his head to get to Roman. He was the key to beating Roman.

Roman wants to play with fire? He'll realize that you're more than willing to embrace the flames if it finally led to his Empire and position as Tribal Chief getting burned. And if anyone got in your way, you’d drag them down in the flames with you.

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[unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin]

Should I write a fic based on the match Roman’s and the rock vs Cody and Seth?

The concept would be Rocks daughter who is apart of the faction having feelings for Cody. I’d write to tomorrow after the match

#fanfiction #wwe #cody rhodes #cody rhodes x reader #the rock #the rock x daughter reader #roman reigns #roman reigns x cousin!reader

[daddyhausen]

• acknowledgment — roman reigns •

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{ masterlist } | { wwe masterlist } | { roman reigns masterlist }

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{ summary } — your job was simple, acknowledge your tribal chief

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }, oral sex { male receiving }, power imbalance, power play, asphyxiation, hair pulling, face slapping, tit slapping, pussy slapping, throat fucking, cumshots, facials, throat pie, size difference, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie, squirting

{ word count } — 2.9k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x roman reigns

{ genre } — smut

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it was a flurry of emotions after roman’s triumphant win over a now heartbroken cody rhodes. paul was spouting praises that fell on your deaf ears as you casually sauntered behind the pack of brothers known as jimmy, jay and solo, the youngest of the three remaining silent all with a brooding stare while his brothers cheered and celebrated their cousin’s big win.

“excellent job out there, my tribal chief! you were absolutely marvellous, cody did not stand a chance-“ paul’s albeit over the top praise of your tribal chief only offered an eye roll on your part. of course roman won, only your wished he had done it on his own instead of relying on the twins and solo to do his bidding. still…you were proud of him nonetheless and he was still champion of course and that’s all that mattered now.

yet roman remained stoic, barely acknowledging their presence for the time being, cody surely did put up a fight, even had you holding your breath in a mix of fear and anticipation, you’d never seen roman so desperate in a match before, and you knew that was eating away at your tribal chief.

“how should we celebrate, my tribal chief? i have a limousine parked out front, wherever you want to go it shall take you-“

“paul.” roman spoke sternly not even offering the wise man a mere glance in his direction, one that made mr. hayman’s blood run cold, his face had an unusual pallor to it, almost going grey in fear, the only word leaving his lips was a meek “yes”

“leave…” roman grumbled, placing his recently defended titles beside him onto the couch with a haphazard throw. “all of you”

you watched them all leave one by one. paul scurried out the door first, followed by the twins, jimmy first than jay. solo held back for a bit offering you a small parting glance as you held the door open for them.

“not you, y/n” roman’s voice shot up from the silence just as you were about to leave. his tone was stern and it left you, admittedly, a bit frightened. you closed the door behind you, quickly turning to face your tribal chief who had already made himself comfortable on the couch. his skin glowing under the warm lights of the locker room, still glazed over with perspiration, his hair slicked back into a haphazard bun, he sat back into the couch legs spread, his chest still heavy with laboured breaths. an inviting sight it surely was. you kept your head down to avoid his gaze, fearful of what your tribal chief’s next words.

“you seemed a bit quiet tonight.” roman simply remarked. eyeing you down curiously. “care to tell me why?”

you managed to gulp down the fear that rose in your throat, still avoiding your tribal chiefs stare.

“t-to be truthful, m-my tribal c-chief…” you began, already stuttering over your words “i was a bit worried that you would not retain tonight…”

“what do you mean by that? did you think that i wasn’t capable of beating some pathetic loser like cody?” roman’s demanded shifted slightly, he leaned forward, a single forearm upon his knee, staring you down, despite the distance in which he sat from you, it felt like his presence was looming over your figure

“no! that not what i meant at all, my tribal chief!-“ your words seemed panicked to roman’s ears which pricked up at your sudden hostility

“then what did you mean by it?” roman sneered, still feeling as if he was standing daggers through you. you stammered over your words, barely able to string a sentence together all in which made roman give up his interrogation with a scoff, resuming his original position on the couch.

“come to think of it, i don’t think i heard you acknowledge your tribal chief yet” he was right, you’d been so caught up today with all the cody drama that you had forgotten completely. you went to open your mouth to speak before roman cut you off again

“not like that, sweetheart” roman reached past the waistband of his ring gear, freeing his cock from the restraint of it. his half hard cock slapped against his stomach, tip glossy with pre-cum. your cheeks grew heated, never had you seen a more magnificent cock. roman was thick, much thicker than any you’ve encountered, his size was also impressive, an imposing nine inches at most, thick veins wrapped around his shaft.

“like this” he slowly began to stroke himself simply at the thought of ruining your throat, you gulped thickly, already feeling a tightness in your oesophagus.

“now…” be began, releasing the grip on his cock “come acknowledge me”

your movements were almost instinctual. just about to practically crawl on your hands and knees towards him if he so please before refraining for a moment. you gathered yourself, allowing yourself to collect your thoughts for a moment despite none of actual substance forming, your gaze merely fixated on roman’s size as he casually stroked the lower half of his shaft. you made slow, cautious strides towards him, his cocky gaze looming over your figure, a sliver of a smirk twitched on the corners of his lips. eventually you’d made your way between his thighs, kneeling before him as he stared down at you demeaningly.

“open your mouth for me” roman instructed, still lazily pumping his cock as you obliged. your tongue parted your lips, the appendage hanging out of your mouth, waiting for his next instruction. he shuffled his hips forward momentarily, hand still wrapped firmly around the base of his shaft, slapping the tip of his cock against the flat of your tongue a couple of times, droplets of his pre-cum mingling with your tastebuds.

his free hand snaked around the back of your head, fingers knotting in your hair, tugging at the roots as he pushed your throat down around his cock. you choked at the foreign feeling, a sound that only warmed his loins further. he gave a small gutteral moan, the vibrations of your throat caused such a delicious reverb around his cock.

“shit, babygirl…” roman muttered through clenched teeth as your lips enclosed around his being shaft “who knew you could suck cock this good…”

roman’s words were breathy and almost dreamlike as he continued to use your throat, not allowing you up for air for what felt like minutes at a time. he kept his hips still, the only movement being that of your head, he’d taken it between two hands effectively using your throat as a makeshift fleshlight, not that you cared you were just happy to please your tribal chief.

“mmm…such a good little whore for me…” roman’s eyes fluttered closed in his blissful state, simply basking in the feeling of your warm, wet mouth. the tips of his fingers, as rough as they held your hair, massaged your scalp with small circles. you peered up at him, the whites of your eyes slightly bloodshot and glazed over, the assault on your throat pricked them with tears, roman payed no mind to it, too wrapped up in his own pleasure to care. his cock stretched your lips, his thickness made it feel as if they were going to tear at the corners at any moment. they way he stuffed your throat, trapping the air in your lungs while you choked and gasped around him was nothing short of exhilarating.

“look at you…your little mouth can’t even take half my cock” roman mocked with a sly grin, an equally matched chuckle fell from his parted lips. he stood up, despite being flushed with exhaustion from his match, he’d obtained a sudden burst of energy, what from he dosen’t know, maybe it was the sight of you gagging around his length that got his adrenaline pumping. his grip still tangled in your hair, knuckles turning bone white at the tightness, without warning, he pushed your head further down, his cock sinking into the back of your throat, until the tip of your nose was nestled against the base of his shaft. he would not move, no matter how much you scratched and clawed at his thighs, so desperate for air.

“you need to acknowledge me, sweetheart” you stared up at him, almost a twinge of malaise in your glare but it was quickly dismissed by him. he knew you’d fall in line soon enough. he kept you there for a moment, simply enjoying your choked gasps and sputters, the sensation reverberating around his thick cock. he noticed your eyes beggining to flatter from your fixed gaze upon him, eyelashes starting to bat softly as unconsciousness was slowly taking over. you were just on the brink of passing out when he ripped his cock from your throat

you gasped and choked, finally able to get air into your lungs after what felt like hours, roman stared down at you with a malicious grin, his cock cascading a shadow over your form, his shaft glossed over and dripping with your spit.

“you gonna acknowledge me now?” his tone was dry yet, still held onto that sly flirtatious wit.

“fuck you-“ you did not mean to curse at him like that, let alone raise your voice at him. you hand reached around your throat to try and soothe the burning sensation within it. as much as you enjoyed the wonderful assault from his cock. roman’s gaze quickly turned cold, the once cocky smirk now replaced with a scowl, he barely gave you enough time to catch your breath before he interlocked both hands him your scalp, forcing his thick cock back down your throat for more lovely abuse to continue

“so you’re taking back to me now, huh? who gave you the fucking right to do that, you little whore?” roman’s cock slipped in and out of your throat with ease, desperate to ruin it, to make you choke on his cum.

“you’re only job is to acknowledge me, to take this cock like a good little slut, do you fucking understand me!?” of course you did, roman took the hint by the lack of claw marks in his thighs, the way you’d stopped resisting, not that you were resisting in the first place. the way you’d become completely absent to yourself, being completely subservient to him

roman came down your throat without warning, his hot seed filling your cheeks with warmth. you swallowed him greedily, an apology of sorts for speaking back to him, you showed him your tongue as he pulled out, an act of compliance of some sorts, he related what he had done previously, slapping the tip of his cock against your tongue some droplets fell atop your cheeks as he beckoned you to stand. you did, and with that he offered you a rough slap to your cheek, one that send shockwaves of arousal to your core. he cupped the skin as it began to redden, his thumb smoothing over the burning flesh

“don’t you ever speak to me like that again, otherwise i won’t be so easy on you” his fingers fell to the buttons of your blouse, unbuttoning the semi-sheer material all while keeping you’re gaze. you skin burned with heart, and no that was not the lingering effects of that previous slap, roman had a way of commanding people, making them feel small and helpless under him and by god it was surely working. he had removed your blouse with such ease that you had not even realised it happened before he reached around to unclasp your bra, not before groping your clothed breasts in his large palms.

he was quick to undo the clasps, letting the lace material fall to the floor, he admired your breasts for a moment, adoring them, he repeated the process, groping them, kneading the supple flesh, your nipples hardened at the contact, his calloused palms grazing against the swollen buds. without warning he slapped them both, the sensation made a small yelp of pain to leave your lips. he only chuckled at your reaction. he made his way behind you, impatient and needy as he unzipped your tight pencil skirt, throwing it across the room into the pile of clothes that slowly started to form near the door. roman stuck a large hand into your panties, his fingertips toying with your sensitive clit, marveling at just how wet he had made you.

“you’re such a little slut, you know that, y/n…” he smirked into the crook of your neck. “listen to how fucking wet this little pussy is for me”

he did not have to do much, simply part your folds with his fingers for you to hear that wet sloshing sound of your cunt, one that you adored so much. roman pried his fingertips from your panties bringing them to your lips for you to taste only for him to bypass your lips completely, bringing them to his own. he relished in your sweetness, a drawn out moan ripped through his throat as he licked his fingers clean.

“i might just have to devour you, babygirl” his words gave you a sliver of hope, a gasp help in your throat for a moment.

“but tonight is not about you. it’s about me” roman ripped your panties clean off, leaving your dripping cunt exposed to the elements roma have a harsh slap to your dripping cunt, one that made you wince in excitement. he grabbed your wrist, dragging you over to the couch once more. he took his seated position again, pulling you atop his lap, lining up his thick cock with you entrance. he gave you no time to adjust to your surroundings before he stuffed you full of him

“roman…” you whined, head thrown back in pleasure simply by being stretched out by him. he cocked an eyebrow accusingly at the use of his name.

“my tribal chief…” you corrected yourself quickly. noticing a satisfied smirk form across his lips. “y-you’re so big”

“i know” roman chuckled, beginning to move with slow, deep thrusts to set the pace. he kept his gaze on your breasts, loving the way they voiced and jiggled every time he fucked up into you, a singe hand place on your hip to guide your movements, the way you swirled and bucked against him, so needy and feverish to get him off.

“you look so fucking tiny on my cock” roman mocked, comparing your radical size difference. he took a mental note of the way his cock outlined in your stomach, each thrust made it bulge against your skin. your cunt was trembling around his size, taking each inch deeper and deeper until you were stuffed to the brim. as much as you did not want to admit, you enjoyed the way roman used you like this, his personal fuck toy. it beats doing his paperwork for sure.

your hips seemed to bounce absentmindedly, your mind too fixated in achieving orgasm that you completely forgot you have not acknowledged him yet. your body hummed with pleasure so close to the edge that you did not care if he didn’t cum, you just needed to.

“i acknowledge you, my tribal chief” you whimpered through small, breathless moans. he’d caught ear of your words, simply smirking to himself. he pulled your hips down with both hands, holding you down on his cock as he practically rearranged your insides. roman’s chest heaved with arousal, the force of his thrusts bucked you into his chest, your breasts pushed up against his solid frame. his large palms fell to your ass, gripping the pillowy flesh as he slammed into you with such delicious force. roman’s dementor shifted quite rapidly from before. at first he was insulting, demeaning, now he was attentive, respectful almost

“you gonna cum for me, babygirl” his words were soft against your skin, lips pressed into the crook of your neck. you meekly hummed in response, feeling the tightness of your stomach increase. he rested back into the couch, adoring the way your ass bounced back against his cock. he pried your face up for him to look at. he admired your beauty, they way you mouth hung open with breathless pants, eyes rolling into the back of your skull, completely fucked out

you came around him, the proverbial flood gates opening. nails clinging to his biceps, digging into the flesh as your slammed your hips down against his. he was quick to follow, pressing your hips against his, holding your waist tight as he emptied rope after rope of his cum deep inside you. his lips inches from yours, teasing you with faux kisses before planting open mouthed ones to the side and column of your throat.

“fuck-“ he groaned against your skin, still holding you still. his pupils were blown with a mix of adoration and lust. he peered down at you for a moment, noticing the redness still evident on your cheek, he cupped it again, your skin feeling so delicate in his palm.

“i’m sorry if i hurt you, babygirl…” he hummed softly against your cheek, pressing a soft kiss to the burning skin. you did not expect such a sensitive and compassion side from roman

“why don’t i take you back to the hotel? eat you out for doing such a good job huh?, how does that sound?”

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[sydsaint]

Could you do a x reader fic with our three sexy himbo men with any injury prompts you want?

Protective Boyfriend Mode go hard with these three <3

Fic wrote using @promptsbytaurie 's injury prompt list.

Prompts used, 2. "Some get the medic. Get the medic!" and 19. "I came as soon as I heard."

Summary: GM reader confronts Roman and his cousins in the ring after Roman refuses to defend his title at the next PLE. An argument ensues and GM reader ends up taking a spill out of the ring by accident.

"Don't you two have anything better to do?" You narrow your eyes at Grayson and Austin as they come through the door of your office.

"Not really, no." Austin shrugs and shuts the door behind him.

Grayson steps next to him and nods in agreement. "You'd know, wouldn't you, YN." He teases you.

"Giving me attitude, Waller?" You raise a brow at him. "Sounds to me like you two want a match against some tough competition. Maybe, the Street Profits? Or AOP?" You prompt the pair with a grin.

"No!" Austin protests. "We're good, thanks babe. Gray was just playing around." He insists.

You twirl your pen in your hand and laugh. "That's what I thought."

Your laptop dings with a new email and you glance at it to see if it's anything important. When you gloss over the header your face turns sour, which Grayson and Austin instantly notice.

"Something wrong, YN?" Austin asks you.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." You grit your teeth. "Who in the hell does he think he is?"

Grayson and Austin share a small looks of worry before they both turn back to you. "Who? What's up, YN?" Grayson asks you.

"Paul fucking Heyman." You growl. "And that entitled asshat Roman Reigns. According to Paul, Roman won't be defending his title at the next PLE." You explain. "Not defending that title my ass."

Grayson and Austin watch you rise from your seat with a sour expression. You close your laptop and reach for the walkie-talkie sitting on the desk. "Tell Roman I want him in the ring in 10 minutes." You speak into the talkie in a firm tone. "Or his ass is suspended without pay."

"Umm, you want us to come with you?" Austin asks as you shoulder past him with a scowl.

"Sure. You two can make sure that I don't beat Paul to death in the middle of the ring." You reply.

Grayson and Austin both nod and hurry after you once you're out the door. You stomp your way through the backstage area like a woman on a mission. When you make it down to the ramp entrance, Roman and his cousins are already out in the ring with Paul at their side. You grab a microphone off the table and march out to the ring hellbent on ripping Paul and Roman a new one.

"You've got some nerve, Paul." You confront Heyman as soon as you're out of the tunnel. "And Roman. Oh, Roman. Tell me, who the fuck do you think you are?" You ask him.

"Miss LN." Paul remains calm and civil. "What can my Tribal Chief and I do for you?" He asks you.

You march down the ramp with Austin and Grayson at your side. "What? Do you think that because you're the great Roman Reigns that you get to decide when and where you defend that title?" You climb into the ring. "Newsflash you entitled part-timer! You aren't in charge. I tell you when and where you'll defend that title. And if you don't like it? Guess what? There's the door!"

"Pfft." Roman dares scoff at you. "Like you could do anything." He insists with a smug smile. "You're just the help. WWE is nothing without me."

"This company has been through must worse, trust me on that." You fire back. "And guess what? If that title isn't being defended by you at the next PLE in three weeks? Well guess what? It'll be vacated." You inform him. "Your choice, Reigns."

Roman stares at you and rises from the chair that was provided from him by Paul. His llp curls into a scowl but you don't budge from your spot in front of him. Solo and Jimmy both step up on either side of Roman and you have to laugh.

"You aren't the only one with goons, Roman." You remind him as Austin and Grayson step up either side of you to match Solo and Jimmy.

Roman snickers again and in an instant Solo and Jimmy are on Grayson and Austin. The four men break out in a brawl and you move to stay out of the way while they fight. You step back and call for security to come break up the fight before it gets too out of hand.

While you're calling for security Solo makes a move to spear Grayson into the corner of the ring. Grayson darts out of the way not knowing that you're standing behind him and Solo hits you instead. You get hit hard and fly back into the turnbuckle. Your head hits the pole hard and your vision blurs for a second as you fall to your knees.

"Holy shit!" Austin sees the hit first and scrambles past Jimmy. "Medic! Someone get the medic. Get the medic!" He shouts as he hurries over to you.

Not about to lose their jobs over this, Solo and Jimmy both back off. They slink off with Roman and leave Grayson and Austin to check on you.

"YN! Fuck, are you okay? I am so sorry!" Grayson realizes what happened and rushes over to you with Austin.

"Ouch." You groan and clutch the back of your head. "It's alright, Gray." You insist and wince in pain when your hand touches the back of your head.

The medical team all file out to the ring like their jobs are on the line. They push past Grayson and Austin and start attending to you. Grayson and Austin both stand by and watch helplessly as you get looked at and helped to your feet.

"Here, move. I'll carry her." Austin steps up when he sees you wobble on your feet.

"Austin, I'm fine. I can walk." You insist but your head throbs in pain with each step.

Austin doesn't take no for an answer and sweeps you off your feet. Grayson parts the ring ropes for him and rattles off a string of apologies as Austin carries you up the ramp.

Austin carries you all the way back to the trainers room and only sets you down when you're in front of an exam table.

"YN? I came as soon as I heard!" La Knight comes busting through the door a few seconds later in search of you.

You are busy getting looked at so Grayson and Austin walk over to Knight and fill him in on what went down.

"So she's going to be alright?" Knight asks Austin and Grayson, who both nod. "Good. That means you two can come with me without feeling guilty." He adds.

"Come with you? For what?" Grayson replies.

Austin steps over to Knight and looks at Waller. "To kick Romans and his cousins asses, duh." He explains.

"Yep. Come on." Knight nods and turns toward the door. "We've all got enough money between us to take care of any suspension fines."

Grayson and Austin both agree and the trio all file out of the trainers room before you have time to notice that they've gone.

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[caramelcleopatraa]

Needy

pairings : Roman Reigns x Black/Shy Reader

plot : you are having a calm night in while roman is on the road. while watching one of his matches, you start to get hot and bothered. Unbeknownst to you, he's already come back from his trip.

wc : 1,800~

x : a drabble I came up with a few days ago. shouts out to the lovely @harmshake for motivating me to post this / excuse any errors that you see :( I've practically been writing all day.

In all honesty, you weren’t a needy person. “I never need, I always want” was the motto that your friends came up with that perfectly describes you. You’ve always taken what you got and never complained, no matter the circumstances. Sure, you knew your boundaries and what you loved to see, hear, and experience. But you never found yourself asking for more of someone or something. So you questioned yourself on why you were lying in your bed, lightly massaging your folds, trying to string together incoherent thoughts and words, with the image of Roman replacing all thoughts in your mind.

Let's back track

It’s a calm Friday afternoon. You finally got a day off from your job, and you weren’t going to do jack. shit. Instead of being productive, your day is filled with the smell of popcorn, and the large tv in your living room playing a show you kept promising your friend you’d give a try. You took the time you had to catch up on everything, in fact. You already decided that this whole weekend would be you catching up on shows and anime you are majorly behind on. Meanwhile, Roman is still on the road with his cousin and the wiseman, which is something that you grew used to. He was scheduled to come back on Sunday, so you were left with an empty house. You loved the off chances you got an empty house though. But your mind couldn’t help but think about how he’s been doing. Which led to you going on peacock and rewatching his crown jewel match with LA Knight. You were always his number one supporter. You honestly loved watching your man work, commanding and demanding with every step inside the ring. 

You can’t help yourself as your eyes drift over his bronzed torso. His broad shoulders, his beautiful arms, and his sturdy hands. You observed him as he took his time toying with his opponent and the audience, always flashing his irresistible smirk. You find yourself shifting on the couch to get comfortable, and fidgeting with your ring, trying to give your hands something to do. As soon as you get comfortable and lift your head to look at the screen, Roman has Knight in a headlock while smugly smiling and saying “I call the shots. I call the shots baby.” Your thighs unconsciously rub together at his baritone voice. You missed hearing his voice. On the other side of the house, next to you on the couch, directly in your ear. Of course you miss him. You couldn’t go a day without missing his presence, his hypnotizing and tempting presence.

Your hands slowly rub your thighs as you watch the match transpire. You adjusted yourself one last time, letting your thighs part under your fur blanket. You tease yourself by running your hands from your knee to your inner thigh, never taking your eyes off the screen. You didn’t dare to look away. An exhale you didn’t know you were holding exited you as your fingers slowly ghosted over your clothed heat. You continue letting your fingers lightly feather against your core, until your finger presses against your shorts, resulting in a small gasp. You started to make your way to your pulsing clit, rubbing yourself through your shorts. Your hips move and grind to match the pace you were setting, along with small mewls and whimpers that left your mouth while roman raised his title in front of the crowd. You always found it sexy when he did anything with his title. Him swinging his belt, him showing it off by raising it above his head, him caressing and adjusting it. Hell, even him just putting it on did something to you.

Your right hand stayed busy on your clit while your left hand trailed up your body to your breasts. Softly kneeling them and pinching your nipples, like he would. You wanted to call him. see him, hear him, anything. You felt around the couch for your phone and clicked his contact to facetime him. Your phone laid propped up on your coffee table decor while you impatiently waited for your sexy ass man to answer. 

Facetime Failed

Fuck

You reached out to call again, but you stopped yourself. You figured there was a good reason why he wasn’t picking up. He was always one to answer his phone. To say the least, you were horny. Honestly embarrassed that seeing him in a match made you such a mess. You grabbed your phone and pranced upstairs to your room. You settled comfortably in your shared bed while you picked up where you left off. You didn’t even need the tv to encourage you anymore. You were already imagining what he was going to do to you when he got home. How his calloused hands would caress you gently before pinning you to the bed. How he would lick and suck every inch of your body. The daydreams in your head made you dizzy with arousal. The first time you ever felt needy. To say that you wanted him was an understatement. You needed him here, laying beside you, touching you, kissing you, fucking you. 

Your hands worked to pull your shorts and your panties off, discarding them somewhere around the room. Your fingers impatiently rubbed your clit and massaged your slick folds. Soft moans occupy the space around you, making the tension in the room rise. Your fingers gravitate to your pussy and easily slips through your folds. Your hands are already setting the pace that makes you go crazy, as you could no longer try to stay quiet. A second finger is added and your hips buck to meet your fingers halfway. “mmmh fuck”, Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you go faster, using your other hand to rub your aching clit. You were already so worked up, that you could cum at any moment. “aaahh- oh shit!” You tease yourself, playing with the place and adding little slaps to your clit, just like he does. Your stomach starts to tighten, and your well formed words become babbles and whines. Normally you would be ashamed that you got to this point all by yourself, but you didn’t care. You craved this feeling more than anything, and you were willing to chase it. “oooohhh- fuck i miss you babbyy. uughh shit i’m cominngg!” Your back arches off the mattress as you feel yourself getting close. Your body starts to shake and your pussy tightens around your fingers as you cum. A mix of screams and whines leave your mouth as you start to feel high from the orgasm you just had. Your chest visibly rises up and down, desperately trying to catch your breath.

“Damn mama, you miss me that badly?” A voice that you know too damn well. You quickly sit up and see your husband leaning on the door frame, wearing his irresistible smirk. You’re fumbling to try and cover up what just happened, not knowing it was too late for that. ‘What do I tell him? What lie can I make up that makes sense in this situation?’ Mentally you’re freaking out, but you’re wearing the same surprised  smile since he announced himself. “umm- how are you- you were supposed to be back on sunday- umm- shit, is today sunday?” Your sentence were cutting off one another. You nervously giggled while pretending to look for your phone. To no surprise, he caught your bluff immediately. “Sweetheart, I don't know why you’re shy. I’ve already seen everything under those covers.” He said seductively, walking towards the bed to join you. 

The bed dips as he slides next to you, teasing you with a smile as he closes the gap between you two. “So, what’s got my wife all hot and bothered? hmm?” He chuckles while lightly stroking your face. You almost forget that he asked you a question and melt into his touch. Your eyes shy away from him as you answer “just missed you, that’s all”. His hand comfortably wraps around your neck as he inches closer once more, pulling you into an intoxicating kiss. Your lips moved in harmony with his. It started off gentle, interrupting long kisses with playful pecks. Roman’s grip on your neck loosens and his hands rest on your full hips, pulling you to his body and deepening the kiss. Your arms snake up his body and around his neck, removing all options to back out. His lips trail down to your jaw and slowly inches towards your neck, his warm breath coast over your neck before harshly sucking on your sweet spot. You bit your lip in hopes that you could silence your moans, but roman wasn't having that. Roman’s right hand kept you in place while his left hand snaked down the small of your back down to your plush ass. The combination of him squeezing your ass and sucking on your neck made you go crazy. 

You couldn’t hold back your moans anymore, he was making you feel too good. “Missed hearing you baby.” He said breathily, watching you unwind from his touch. Your leg hooked onto his as you grinded against his length, making a mess on his pants under the sheets. He pulled away to observe the marks he gave you as you stared at him in awe. You could never get over how beautiful he was. His hands slipped under your arms to your back to unhook your bra and pulled it off you to expose your chest. You were completely naked, but felt bold. Your small hands pushed his shoulders down to lay flat on the bed. You took the opportunity to straddle him, tracing down his arms and guiding them around your body, caging you in. Your faces were barely an inch away from each other. You lose yourself in your husband’s facial features, scanning every part of him. You catch eyes lingering on his beard. His salt and pepper beard always caught your attention. He catches you staring at him and you were unable to stop him before he made a smart remark. “You like it?” He smiled, showing off his pearly whites. Your eyes connected with his chocolate ones. You felt needy again, he didn’t have to do much and yet, you felt like you needed more of him. “Like what?” You said, mirroring his smile and lightly giggling. He followed suit, chuckling along with you, his laugh vibrating through his chest. “You’re staring at it like you like it mama.” You felt your heart flutter at the nickname. You were experiencing so many feelings at once. You wanted to make him feel what you were feeling. You wanted to make him feel good. You started to roll your hips against him again, earning a deep groan from him as you kept eye contact with him.

“How ‘bout i show you how much i like it?”

( so I was thinking about making this a part one and a part two. later on, would post the full version of this. I just wanted to post this as my first "long fic". lemme know what you guys want me to write next lovelies 🪴🤎

~ your hippie author )

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[igncrxntripley]

Can i request a Rhea x fem imagine, where the R’s personality is like original alexa bliss NXT debut, like girly/fairy all that. She’s also part of the bloodline and has a secret relationship with Rhea, cause the judgement day and bloodline are in a feud. Then hints about their relationship drops to both groups, then after a huge win Rhea congratulates her exposing their relationship. It causes both groups to majorly buttheads about it, making like slick remarks. It just ends in fluff, and has angst and all that. Lol thank you so much!💛💛

blood is thicker than water

a/n: pls i hope i did this idea justice

tags: fem!reader, poc!reader, wlw, little cousin!reader w/ the uso's/roman reigns, brief mention of the judgement day, SFW

There was something so fun about sneaking around behind your cousins' backs. None of them needed to know about your relationship with Rhea because it was truly none of their business, but they also wanted nothing more than to keep you away from them. The Judgement Day was the same way with Rhea, but she was more assertive when it came to standing up for herself in comparison to you.

You and Rhea apparently weren't as sneaky as you originally thought though, as someone had begun to drop hints to not only your cousins and Paul and to The Judgement Day as well. You didn't even know until your older cousins sat with you looking incredibly pissed.

"You better be honest with us, Y/N." Jey said. Jimmy was pacing around the room, and Paul was watching you very closely to see what your answer would be. But you just rolled your eyes and pretended like nothing happened. "You guys just really have zero faith in me, don't you?" You asked them; that alone unleashed a whole argument. Of course you loved your family, but they couldn't just let you be yourself and it was incredibly frustrating.

The Judgement Day had been pestering Rhea about it just as much. "So now you're sneaking around with The Bloodline?" Damian would ask. Finn would chime in and provide his two sense, Dominik being too confused and upset to even say anything. But Rhea just shook her head and ignored them as well. "If you're gonna believe some sneak who has no clue what they're talking about then you're no better than them." She would say.

After having those conversations though, you and Rhea had your usual secret meet-up in a tech closet backstage. You sat in her lap, Rhea's fingers drawing gentle patterns on your arms as you talked about the conversations each group was having. "I don't get it's even an issue." You mumbled to her, and Rhea sighed in frustration along with you.

"It doesn't," she assured you. "They're all too controlling for their own good." Rhea titled your face up to look at you sadly. "This doesn't change anything for me though, okay?" She assured you. "I'm not going anywhere."

You nodded at her words, your foreheads leaning together as you sat in comfortable silence. After some time though, Rhea giggled at you and you stared at her in confusion. "I'm glad our pain is funny." You mumbled, making her laugh again.

Rhea lifted your face and held your cheeks as she smirked. "I have an idea." She told you.

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Originally you thought Rhea was insane; was she truly going to just...expose your relationship? After The Bloodline and The Judgement Day were already butting heads? The thought made you just slightly nauseous but you had to trust her. Rhea already had a plan, and you just needed to sit back and let it happen.

You had a huge match that night against Bayley, and it was going to determine whether you were going to get the championship match you'd been dying for. Not only were you itching for that opportunity but your cousins had been down your throat about it.

Nothing about that match was easy; not only were you fighting Bayley, but Io and Dakota were trying to make everything that much difficult. They kept interfering, distracting you, doing anything they could to give Bayley the upper hand. It didn't work though, and you came out on top in arguably one of the biggest matches of your career so far. Not only that, but you did it without your cousin. You proved that you don't need them, and you hoped they could finally realize that.

As you stood in the ring celebrating your big win, Rhea's music hit and she was slowly making her way down the ramp. With both of you still in character, she stared at you with the same shit-eating grin she always had on her face and you watched at her with the intense stare you'd mastered from watching your cousins. Rhea took her time getting up into the ring and she stood across from you. She slowly inched closer and you tried to hide the smirk tugging at the corner of your lips but it was nearly impossible.

Before you knew it, her hands were on your hips and she was pulling you into a passionate kiss. The audience went wild, and you know both your cousins and Rhea's partners were backstage going absolutely mad. But you didn't care; all you needed in this moment was Rhea, and for the first time in a long time things felt...okay. All because you didn't need to hide anymore.

--- ---

"Y/N, what the hell do you think this is? A game?" Jimmy asked you. As soon as you got backstage with Rhea, your cousins led you into your locker room while The Judgement Day began pestering Rhea. You sat on the couch as your cousins and Paul stood in front of you; your family watched you in anger, while the Wise Man was in disbelief.

You crossed your arms before answering Jimmy. "I never said this was a game." You said. "I don't get why this is such a big deal! We wouldn't have this issue if you guys would just let us do what we wanted to do!"

Paul moved to sit across from you. He was someone who always tried to butter you up and appeal to your senses, but he wasn't going to win this. "It's not that we don't want you to." He said softly. "Your cousins want you to be happy. The Tribal Chief wants you to be happy." You rolled her eyes and looked away from Paul. "But being happy is not always what's best for your tribe."

Paul's words made your blood boil. "Well sometimes the tribe doesn't always need to come first." You said, standing up and grabbing your bag. "We'll talk about this later. But just so you guys know, I'm not giving up on Rhea just because you guys can't get along with The Judgement Day." Before anyone else could say anything, you left the room and walked to the parking lot where Rhea was waiting for you at her rental.

She looked up from where she leaned against the side of the car, and she immediately wrapped her arms around you in a hug. "The boys finished your tongue lashing?" Rhea teased softly.

You chuckled against her neck and breathed in her scent. "More like I cut it short." You mumbled, pulling back to give her a kiss. "I take it your boys weren't thrilled either?"

Rhea hummed and gave you another kiss. "They'll survive." She chuckled. "I'm done talking about them though. Tonight's about us." She opened the car door for you, and for the first time since being with Rhea you felt like things were normal...even if your respective factions were anything but thrilled.

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[romanreignseater]

So this is just a request but let’s say one day that Roman was on the game with his cousins cause they had a day off and one of the twins asked where was the reader and he said that she was “working” and they got back to talked but a second later they hear her choke and says “Ro….It’s to much” that there all laughing but she’s embarrassed because she can hear them threw his headset

Here you go anon!!! Thanks for the request.

*Tumblr didn’t even notify me that I had asks in my inbox 🙄.

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Game On. (Request)

Roman Reigns x Reader

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut per usual.

GIF: @romanreigns

Finally, time to himself.

Roman was on a little hiatus after WrestleMania, and what does he do with his free time? Play video games with his crazy ass cousins. But, he also likes to pleasure his wife.

Y/N laid top of Roman with his cock deep inside of her. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she bounced up and down on his length. His arms around her waist, and hands fiddling with his controller.

“Yo, I got left Solo, get right!” Said the older twin, Jimmy. Roman’s headset currently on mute to hide he and his wife’s moans. Until, the cousins on the other end called for him throw a grenade into the opposing sides fort.

“Joe, GET THEY ASS!! HIT EM’ WITH THAT GRENADE!” Jey’s voice booming through his headset. Roman shushed his wife and ceased her hard movements to softer, and lighter movements. “I got em’. Get my back.” The grenade hit the other teams fort and they went down.

The Bloodline won the round and were in the lobby, waiting to start a new round when they began to casually converse. “Finna go to Waffle House later tonight, get me a little uh-sandwich and all dat.” Said by the Waffle House fanatic himself, Jey Uso.

“Yo ass is always at some damn Waffle House.” The Tribal Chief spoke as his Y/N was still riding him softly. “Enough bout’ me. Joe where my sister-in-law at?!” Roman’s gaze fell to his wife agape face, crying in pleasure. “She working… working real hard.” A sly smirk plastered across his face. “She must be in that kitchen cooking your big ass some food.” The Enforcer spoke boldly.

“Watch your mouth, you’re not that far from me big boy.” The whole family began to laugh immensely. Then, Y/N picked up her pace as she was reaching her high. Roman’s face molded into an angry expression, as he didn’t want his cousins to hear what he was doing.

“Stop!! You want them to hear you?!” He whispered harshly. “I can’t… I’m gonna cummm.” Y/N moans getting louder and louder by the second. “You wanna cum, huh?! Well, imma make you cum.” Roman planted his feet on the ground and spread his legs. He pounded into her pussy at a fast pace, wanting her to literally explode all over him.

“Ro… it’s too much.”

“Nah, this is what you wanted, now you got it.” His massive hands let go of his controller and wrap around Y/N’s dainty little neck. “OHHHH MY GODDD.” Y/N’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she reached the peak. She caught her breath as Roman spilled his seed inside of her. They began to kiss when a voice paraded his ears.

“Y’all nasty.” The Fatu Brothers now laughing up a storm at the encounter they heard. “This is what I do when on break.”

That’s Roman Reigns for you.

THE END!!

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[heart4reigns]

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

UNDERGROUND PROBLEMS, roman reigns.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[pr0wlerpunk]

Title: Trust Me.

Person: Roman reigns

Requested: |Yes|No|(part 2 was yes)

Part 1. Part. 3

★Trust Masterlist

Afab!reader

Warnings: manipulation, obsessiveness, dark!Themes, surprised ambush(only mentioned but not written as a scene), yelling, slight!abuse(a hand gets raised as if to slap but never happens and reader gets choked by Roman), angst, cussing,

description: it’s been a week after Roman said he trusted you and things are starting to go down hill..

Pairings: Romantic!roman x reader, slight!romantic!Jey x reader, slight!romantic!Jimmy x reader, slight!romantic!solo x reader, also includes a very friendly Paul heyman

Pic creds: WWE

(Pics have nothing to do with story 😋)

A/n: you’ve read the warnings so please if they make you uncomfortable do not read.

Choking will be marked with a “☹︎“ and will end at “☻︎“

Not proof read!

Roman was pissed, all he could see was red when he heard what happened, more importantly what you did

After he talked to you and poured his heart out you had gone and betrayed him

How dare you

He had got word from someone that they saw you with Sami and ko laughing and having a good time

At first he didn’t believe them

Then he saw the picture

Ko and Sami on both sides of you laughing and smiling

Oh was he furious

But from some talking with his cousins he was going to give you the benefit of the doubt and actually let you explain

That was until Jey and Jimmy got ambushed by Sami and ko themselves

Now he was livid

As soon as they got back he made solo go find you

Which is where you’re at now

Sitting in front of Roman as he quietly glared at you…

“___ do you know why I had solo bring you here?”

His tone was different then what he ever used before making you slightly uncomfortable

“No Roman, I don’t…”

You answered honestly confusion lacing your voice

“Wiseman, show her the picture”

Paul was quick to walk towards you with his phone in hand

Handing the phone to you as he quickly walked back to his original spot

You eyed the picture seeing nothing wrong with it

about to open your mouth Roman spoke

“Don’t say anything.” His tone was demanding making you shiver as you quickly shut your mouth

“Boys, come.”

watching as Jey and Jimmy stepped up until they were in front of you heads both turned down as they looked to Roman for further instruction

Roman nodded and finally they raised their heads looking everywhere but you

You couldn’t help the soft gasp that left your lips as you caught a glimpse of their faces

“Look at them ___ look at what you did..”

Your brows netted together hearing what Roman was accusing you of

But your attention was still set on the twins

They had busted lips, with bruises forming on their jaws as small cuts littered alongside their noses

“Jey, Jimmy” your voice shaky as they both locked eyes with you

“What-what happened?” You went to get up but the look solo gave you had you glued to your seat

“Who did this?”

Your voice shaky as you tried racking your brain for who had the balls to try and hurt two vital members of the bloodline

Roman stared at you in disbelief

“Who do you think did this ___ ?”

His tone was way darker than before, almost as if he was trying to intimidate you..

“Roman I-I don’t understand”

You could sense him getting angrier and it honestly scared you

“WHY DO YOU PLAY GAMES WITH ME?”

His abrupt yelling startled not only you but everyone else in the room besides solo

“I brought you into my family, I cared for you, I Trusted you.”

His palms abruptly slapping into the arms of the leather chair he was sitting in created a loud noise that echoed throughout the room making you jump slightly

“And this is how you repay me?”

He stood Making his way towards you as You looked away feeling tears prick your eyes

“Look at me”

You felt his presence in front of you but yet you still refused to look at him

Afraid that if you did you wouldn’t hold back

But He was growing impatient at your disobedience

“I said, Look. At. Me”

Slowly you turned facing him and you swear your heart stopped

He looked so intimidating

And it scared the living fuck out of you

He bent down to your level leaving almost no room between you two

“Answer me ___”

His voice gruff as his hand ran slightly along your shoulder to your jaw

He waited

And then he snapped

☹︎CHOKING BELLOW!

“NOW”

He rose to his feet pulling you with him as he hand gripped your throat

You heard Paul gasp as you were lifted off your feet by Roman’s large hand

Tears fell freely as you clawed at his hand to try and let you slightly free, but it wasn’t working and you were loosing air fast

Ears ringing as your vision began to blur

Still you could slightly hear Jey yelling at Roman to let you go as Jimmy started pulling and grabbing at him

☺︎︎CHOKING OVER!

It wasn’t until Jey said something that snapped him out of his trance that he let you go

Solo was quick to walk over and check on your choking form as you regained air into your lungs

Once you could breath again you stood with the help of solo and turned to watch Jey and Roman

Who now was yelling and shoving each other around with Jimmy trying to talk them both down

It want until Roman raised his hand towards Jey that you broke from Solo’s arms to step in

“Roman Please!” He stopped lowering his hand to glare at you

Taking a breath you finally explained

“The picture, it was three years ago..”

His eyes softened slightly but his glare never faltered

You looked towards Paul and gestured for him to give you the phone

With shaky hands he handed it to you

“Look at the picture again,look at my gear” Roman tour his eyes away from you to finally look at the phone once again

“That’s my rookie gear Roman”

Finally his eyes softened as he looked at you

He could see the yellow and purple marks in the form of fingerprints start to form around your neck

Where He grabbed you.

Then it hit him

He had put his hands on you

He hurt you

And he broke

Brows furrowed as Tears fell down his cheeks

“Oh babygirl”

Hearing his voice crack made your heart break

“I’m so sorry”

You shook your head

“I should’ve never grabbed you like that”

He was so genuine you knew he felt bad

“You have to believe me when I say I didn’t mean it”

He pleaded

“Please Trust Me and know I will never do it again”

It was silent until you took his hands in yours smiling softly..

“I know Roman, I forgive you”

A wide smile graced his lips hearing those words come out your mouth

“It was an accident it’s ok”

He nodded agreeing with you

“I Trust You”

Hearing those words he quickly brought you into a hug

“Oh thank you baby!”

He pulled back slightly and pressed a kiss to the crown of your head before pulling back again to look you in the eyes this time

I’ll make it up to you princess, I promise”

He watched as you smiled before burying your head into his neck as he placed his chin on your head…

The three brothers stood confused at what just a cured

How could you take Roman back after he literally choked you…

Then they realized.

You were Hooked

Roman had built up enough trust with you so you wouldn’t runaway

Roman knew if you were to runaway you would be a liability, you knew too much…

Now They stared at you and Roman with one shared thought

How do they get you to trust them the same as you trusted their cousin?

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(I honestly don’t know if I liked this because of how harsh it gets so next part won’t be so harsh I promise!)

(Also what do you guys think Jey said to Roman?)

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[kissesfrombangtanatnight]

Roman Reigns x Reader x Jey Uso: Break The Rules For You, Pt. V

The day was dark and dreary as it poured rain, the weather somehow matching the feeling inside of Joe's heart. He was a broken man as he stared in the mirror looking at his reflection. He looked like a shell of himself as he buttoned up his jacket, throwing on a black pair of Raybans to cover up the redness of his eyes. Today was the dreadful day he had to bury his wife—the love of his life. 

As he stood motionless in his bedroom, his mind began to flash with memories of you two. Memories of the first time you met. Memories of your first date. Your first kiss. The first time you made love. Your first fight, everything was clouding his mind. Then his mind went to all of the dreadful times he'd put his hands on you, hurting you. It was all beginning to tear him up inside. He was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice he started bawling.

Then, there was a knock at the door, signaling his mother had finally arrived. He sighed heavily, wiping his tears away before walking to the door to his awaiting mother. She looked sad at her son's state. His face was red from crying, but there was nothing she could do to heal this pain.

"Are you ready?" she asks her son softly.

He sniffs before answering, "Do I have a choice?"

~~

Joe stands quietly, feeling his heart break as your mother takes your ashes that were carefully placed in a golden urn and slowly spreads them across the ocean waves. His knees nearly gave out and he nearly hit the ground witnessing this. He just couldn't believe it. His wife was actually gone. And there was nothing he could do about it. Once the urn was empty, your mother shakily handed it to Joe for him to keep safe. He securely holds the urn in his hand.

"I'm gonna miss you." Joe cries, placing a kiss to the urn and staring out at the ocean.

"Sorry for your loss, Uce." He hears a familiar voice behind him.

It's Jey.

Joe says nothing as he stares at his cousin, unable to speak, otherwise he'd faint. Today was such a terrible day for him. It felt as though his whole world had crumbled right before his feet.

He slowly nods his head as Jey pulls him into a tight hug, comforting him. This is exactly what he needed. Despite the past hatred Joe has had for his cousin, he now must put that away in such a vulnerable moment in his life. He's come to realize now more than ever, that he needed his family.

"I just....I can't believe she's gone." Joe whispers.

"........She's in a better place," Jey responds, giving his cousin a firm grip on his shoulder before quietly walking away.

~~

Three Months Later

"Come on baby, you know you can't lift that." Jey laughs as you struggle to bend down and pick up a grocery bag from the kitchen floor.

"Well, somebody's gotta do it. This floor is littered with groceries." You groan as you place a hand on your back and one underneath your belly. You were exhausted and your growing belly wasn't helping with your level of energy. You swear you were about to pop.

"Here, sit down and let me and Mini Uce put everything up, okay?" He grins, pecking your lips just as your daughter comes running downstairs.

"Sit down mama, I got this." She giggles as she begins to help her father unpack the groceries you'd brought into the house minutes before.

"Okay, okay. Fine. I'll be upstairs showering if you need me." You smile as you wobble out of the kitchen.

You make it upstairs and close the bedroom door behind you. It's been three months since you've been home from the hospital. You've been getting used to being around your husband and your daughter as a loving family. There were still moments of uncertainty, but for the most part, you were slowly adjusting. Jey usually goes off to work while you, on the other hand, stay home and relax, per his request. He didn't want you up and doing too much. He was such a loving husband.

You smile as you strip out of your clothes, grabbing some underwear and one of Jey's t-shirts to sleep in. After a long day of shopping, you were ready to eat and sleep.

You were headed to the bathroom when Jey's phone suddenly started ringing. Normally, you'd try to hurry and give him his phone whenever it rings, but this time you were just too exhausted to do so. You carefully walk over to his phone, that's lying on the bedside table, to see a familiar face pop up on the screen.

"Huh......." You say, confusion washing over you as you see a photo of Jey and this guy.

The very same guy from the hospital some months ago who was crying about his wife's death.

How did he and your husband know each other? Were they friends? Work buddies? You didn't know but you felt you shouldn't answer. However, your curiosity had gotten the better of you as your finger hovered over the slide to answer button.

What harm would it do? You slide the button until it accepts the call, however, you don't say anything.

"Hello? Josh?" his deep voice says through the phone.

There's an awkward silence before you finally decide to speak.

"Hel-"Just as you're starting to speak, the phone quickly shuts off, going dead.

Dammit. You've told Jey countless times about charging his phone. You inwardly roll your eyes before placing the phone back on the bedside table before leaving it there. He'll charge it on his own.

You wobble towards the bathroom knowing that after a hot shower, you'd be making your way to the kitchen to enjoy family time at the dinner table with your husband and daughter.

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[kyleoreillylover]

The Bloodline x Fem!Reader

Summary: What's it like being the female member of The Bloodline?

A/N: The Bloodline is one of my favorite factions, so I need to curb my love for them by writing this! Hope ya'll like it!

Since you are the youngest, by default they are very protective of you. It can be suffocating at times- and causes a lot of arguments-but you know they mean well by it.

Aside from Roman, you were the talker of the group. You had the devils tongue and a pretty face- so manipulating others came very easy to you. You and Paul surprisingly formed a friendship with each other, he was kind of a mentor to you and the both of you constantly plotted new schemes and plans to punish your opponents. The audience lived for your interactions and everyone on the roster knew if the two of you were alone that trouble was brewing for them.

Jey, Jimmy and Solo were your personal guard dogs; always being at ringside for your matches, helping you when your opponent had the upper hand, constantly being at your side during interviews, when all of you were backstage. Jey and Jimmy would shieldyou from the brunt of Romans anger, walking you to your car after the show was over to make sure you are safe. You are their little sister, and they will do anything to protect you from the harsh realities of this world.

Solo especially, the two of you are closer in age and you are closer to him than with your other brothers. He will always keep an eye out for you, making sure you are comfortable and that no one bothers you. If you tel him anyone messes with you he will without a doubt beat their ass himself, and if it is a woman he will verbally beat them and intimidate the shit out of them.

You are like the Rhea Ripley of the group, dominant as hell and making sure that your boys are dominant as well, no matter what takes. And by extension, that means you always interfere in their matches unless they specifically ask you not to. You always laugh and taunt their opponents when they go to hit you after you attack them only to realize that they can't.

And they do the same for you. Obviously they won't hit your opponents, but hitting them with a title or a chair doesn't count, right?

If Roman isn't there (which let's be honest, half the time he isn't on Smackdown) then you act as the leader. It is natural to you, you are already abrasive and everyone backstage is intimidated by you, so there's no problem.

If anyone messes with your family, they have hell to pay from you. It doesn't matter if they are a man or a woman, they are stay on the injured list for a long time either way.

If any woman is dumb enough to insult you or anger you in any way, you control your anger for the most part because you enjoy to make them sweat and wait for your revenge. It is more fulfilling making them scared and to make them watch their back than to unload all your anger on them at once.

Since Jey and Jimmy would shield you from the brunt of Romans anger, the two of you didn't really butt heads at all. But if you guys did argue, all hell would break loose.

The two of you were mirrors of each other; power hungry, manipulative, spiteful, willing to do anything and everything to stay on top. But unlike him, you had loyalty, which was the basis of all your arguments. You hated the way he treated Jey, the way he would belittle him at every turn just because he was right about Roman all along. Nothing was off limits during an argument, and the only way it ends is if the both of you put away your pride long enough to put it behind you.

You might’ve been the meanest person on the roster, but ironically you were the one your family went to if they needed comfort. When Romans mind games were too much for Jey, you were a place of solace for him, letting him hug you and cry into your shoulder, let him release his pent up emotions. You distracted Jimmy by making him laugh with your inside jokes and sarcasm whenever he felt overwhelmed. Solo rarely came to you, but when he did, no words were needed, only a hug and the company of one another. If Roman was stressed out about a match, you would take charge and make sure he had nothing else to worry about that would make him even more stressed.

it's not just the women who were intimidated by you-it was the men too. And not just because you had 4 guard dogs always looking over you, though that was a very good reason. You were the Rhea Ripley in the Bloodline for a reason. You didn't hesitate to beat a mans ass or have a match with them if they were being an idiotic pest. Reginald and Tozawa unfortunately had to learn that the hard way :)

If you got hurt from the boys' opponents, just know they are putting them six feet under. One time Drew accidentally clamored you when you shielded Roman from him, and the twins and solo made sure he couldn't walk on his own two feet and had to be stretched out by medical.

You were a famous figure on social media, so you were constantly annoying one of your brothers or cousin to take pictures of you. They would pretend to be annoyed but actually didn't mind it, especially when you would get invited to a event or premier and would bring them along.

You hate losing, and when it does happen (which is rare) you would shut everyone out, letting yourself wallow. Roman’s disappointment didn't make anything better. So Jey and Jimmy would bring you some food, crack some jokes and wait until you talked. If you didn't talk, they'd bring in Solo and leave the two of you alone. Solo wouldn't even need to say anything, he just hugs you and lets you cry into his chest and release your anger and sadness. After your finished crying, he would wipe your tears and you’d give him a thankful watery smile. He’d smile back at you and take you to get your favorite ice cream :)

All in all, you were the pillar of The Bloodline, the one who was keeping it stable, the one making sure it wouldn't fall apart. And eventually, you knew you would have to destroy it. But right now, you wanted to reap its benefits.

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[v4mp-k1tty]

How to disappear.

Roman Reigns x Black!Wife Reader

Summary: After Roman loss at MITB and you let him know that he is always going to have someone in his corner.

Warnings: fluff( idk man🧍🏽‍♀️)

“Joe met me down at the training yard

Cuts on his face 'cause he fought too hard

I know he's in over his head

But I love that man like nobody can”

-1:12

you looked at the tv in disbelief.

they did it.

they actually did it.

they pinned roman.

as the usos celebrated their win you saw joe roll out the ring and fall to the floor

you wanted to go out there and comfort joe and tell him that it isn’t the end and you can bounce back from this match

but they way he looked on the tv, you can tell he didn’t want to hear any of it.

the camera panned from the usos in the ring celebrating to joe sitting on the floor with his knees to his chest and his arms resting on his legs seething with so much buildup anger.

he flexed his hands wondering how he could let this happen to him.

his chest started pumping at a erratic pace and his face contorted into a scowl and he let his anger out and by letting out a horrid yell while rubbing his face roughly.

you’ve never seen him like this before.

you where waiting for joe in the gorilla and the usos passed through the curtains and the crowd in the room erupted with praises and acknowledgment

there smiles lit up the room as they basked in the love they got from everyone in the room.

even though your husband lost the match you still gave the twins the praise that they deserved for the show they put on out there.

“you guys did so good out there that was such an amazing match, i’m so proud of you both.” you said as your chest ached with so much love and adoration

“thank you y/n, but i think big uce need your words more than we do.” Jimmy said as Jey looked over his shoulder to see Roman walk through the curtains with Paul and Solo behind him.

They gorilla grew silent as Roman strolled through the room changing the atmosphere around him.

Claps rang through the gorilla for Roman taking him out of his bland state and a small smile grew on his face as he felt loved for a bit even though he didn’t come out victorious tonight

Roman walked over to his cousins and pulled them into a tight hug

“Y’all definitely deserved this more than me” Roman said as his head was buried into their shoulders.

The twins and Roman broke from the hug and gave their solace to their cousin and walked their way back to the locker room

Roman looked over to you and you gave him a sympathetic smile holding your chest

He walked to you and pulled you into a gentle hug

“i’m so proud of you baby” you said as he rubbed his head into the crook of your neck savoring the smell of you and the softness of your skin

“i tried my best y/n, i really did.” Roman said before he lifted his head to stare into your eyes

“I know you did baby, i really do but don’t beat yourself up about this, you have so much more you can do and for the show you put on out there was enough to show everyone that you are so talented and competent.”

you rubbed Romans cheek and wiped tears and sweat from under his eye

“i love you and i will always be right here.” you said as you held his head in your palms searching his face for any refusal.

“I love you too baby, i’m so glad i have you.” Roman said staring into your eyes

You and Roman walked to his private locker room hip to hip holding each other as we walked down the long hallway

Roman gathered his things as we were escorted to his private jet to go home.

As the plane was about to fire up Roman grabbed your hand and looked into your eyes at

“you really are my little cheerleader” he said with a chuckle kissing your knuckles

you blushed hard and looked out the window

you really got so lucky.

“I'm always going to be right here

No one's going anywhere.”

-3:06

-This is my very first fic so please don’t be mean. i wanted to write a little something because i was starving for a roman reigns fanfic for so long so here y’all go. (and ik there are probably mistakes but…….yea😊)

enjoy💞

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[inagetawaycarxo]

can you do a jey uso x fem reader where jey gets badly hurt from a match with roman. you can decide the rest, thank you 🫶🏽

Nerve Wrecking | Jey Uso

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: Jey Uso x F!Reader

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ: Jey Uso, Roman Reigns, Y/n [Reader/You].

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: The only time Solo defies Roman is when Roman threatens y/n his S/O.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: fluff, kissing, injuries, errors I missed.

AUTHORS NOTE: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms. However, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

I wrote this before Jimmy betrayed Jey. Plus, I lowkey didn’t want to rewrite it again! Lowkey being delulu and pretending Jimmy didn’t betray Jey.

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Your heart clenched in pain at the sight of Roman beating up his cousin, Jey, (your boyfriend). Jey got the upper hand a couple of times, which was still nerve-wracking to watch.

You pretty much zoned out the noise of the crowd. Your attention was on Jey. Every time Roman would get the upper hand he would make it his personal goal to torment you while beating the shit out of Jey. You had to look away a few times because the sight of Roman hurting Jey was too much to witness. Stopping yourself from crying.

Eventually, Jey got the upper hand and pinned Roman again, picking up the win. You could tell Jey was in pain. His body did sustain injuries.

Jey rolled out of the ring and walked over to you. His face contorted into pain with each step. It broke your heart to see him in pain. Your eyes welled up as he finally reached you. Jey wrapped his arms around you. You wrapped your arms around him gently. 

Jey buried his head into the crook of your neck. Breathing heavily. His whole body was covered in sweat, not that you cared.

“I am so proud of you, baby,” You spoke softly. Hugging him tighter.

“Can you come to my locker room with me?” Jey asked you in a muffled voice.

“Of course, baby,” You responded. Jey pulled away from you.

He helped you climb the barrier. Wincing in pain as he helped you out. Once you were on the other side of the barrier, he wrapped his arm around you. Leaning against you, the two of you walked to the ramp at a slow pace. Every step was painful for Jey.

Jey kept looking back in a panic to see if Roman was following. Which he wasn’t. But that didn’t ease his mind.

You helped Jey through the curtain, pulling the curtain back, as you assisted him. A medic personnel rushed towards Jey, but Jey grunted in disapproval. Waving them off.

“Maybe, you should let them check you out,” You spoke. Jey shook his head from side to side frantically.

“I want to go to my locker room,” Jey stubbornly demanded. Making you roll your eyes. You gave the medical personnel a sympathetic look, and a smile, before walking away with Jey.

It was a painful sight to see the man you love dearly, limb his way back to his locker room. At least you were supporting half of his body weight.

Every time a backstage worker or colleague of his came up to him and you, and asked if he needed help or medical attention Jey would snap at them.

After taking small breaks here and there to stop and take a break, Jey and you finally reached his locker room.

Jey opened the door. Both of you enter his locker room. You closed the door with your foot.

Jey’s arm unwrapped from you, as he rushed towards the couch Landing face first. He let out a groan. Closing his eyes.

You quickly walked over to the couch. Crouching down beside where Jey’s head was. Your hand reached towards his head. Your fingers threaded through his hair, as you massaged his scalp with your fingertips. Jey let out a moan of pleasure. Turning his head to look at you. Smiling softly at you. you smiled back at him.

“You should go get checked out,” You spoke in a concerned tone. Jey Scooted closer to the edge of the couch.

His hand reached out and cupped the side of your face.

“I…really…should…do…this,” He spoke, drawing out his words. As he leaned closer to you. your heart fluttered. His lips ghosted over yours. His eyes glint with a mischievous look.

Jey’s eyes closed as his lips pressed against yours. Your eyes fluttered closed. Gripping his hair tight, as the kiss turned heated. Jey’s other hand slipped from the side of your face. Grabbing your forearm. He pulled you towards him, while he rolled onto his back. You ended up on top of him.

Jey’s hands grabbed the side of your face tightly deepening the kiss. Both of you let out a moan. One of Jey’s hands slipped down to your waist. His hand snaking underneath your shirt. Travelling up to your bra. His bulge growing.

Before he could cup your boobs, you pulled away from the kiss. Sitting up slightly.

You silenced him as his lips parted by putting your index finger to his lips. Making him arch an eyebrow instead.

“Not before you get checked out first,” You spoke. Getting off him. Jey let out a groan.

“Seriously, you gave me a boner,” He whined. Making you let out a chuckle.

“A cold shower will help, I am going to go get a medic personnel,” You spoke. Winking at him, before you left. Jey let out a groan of annoyance in response….

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[riptideripley]

Roman’s Cousin.

gif creds: @bloodycowboyclub

summary:You’re Roman Reign’s right hand woman,helping him with everything in his life. But his cousin,Jey,caught your attention a little too much..

jey uso x black reader

wordcount:1,416

“Well well well..look who’s all alone here” you heard a familiar voice behind you,turning around to see Jey. You two had a few on screen moments were you almost got caught up but masked it. You were Roman’s right hand woman and with the bloodline falling apart,you couldn’t betray him. You were also a wrestler and have won so many matches,even beating Rhea Ripley. “Hi Jey..nice to see you I guess” you spoke with a smug smile on your face,knowing you just wanted him to knock the Mario coins out of you right then and there. “Mm guess I can say the same ma,where’s your ‘tribal chief’” he responded using quotations around the words tribal chief. “He’s busy handling your brother with Paul right now. Though it’s none of your business on what” “mm so we can take things back to my dressing room then?” he said as he kept looking at your glossy lips,wanting to kiss you right there.

“fuck Jey..” you whimpered out as he continued to kiss your sensitive spots,with his hand up your skirt rubbing your clit. “right here baby?” “yes please fuck” you said as your eyes rolled back,orgasm approaching very quickly. There was a knock on the door causing you both to freeze up instantly. “Yo uce! Cmon man we gotta go in 10 minutes” Jimmy spoke through the door,walking away as you both looked at each other hearing his foot steps get farther away. Jey continued his movements,pulling you into a deep sloppy kiss to prevent you from being loud. “oh my god-“ you words were cut short from your orgasm hitting you hard. It took everything in you not to let out a loud ass moan,panting trying to catch your breath. “Better get going before Roman looks for you” he said with a wink,fixing your clothes and opening his dressing room door walking out. You quickly followed behind him trying not to get caught and immediately went to Roman’s dressing room.

“(your name)! Where the hell have you been?” “I apologize my tribal chief,I was in the bathroom” you said in a calm tone,somehow convincing him. “Well how’d things go with Jimmy?” “Just fine I hope. Now come help me get my stuff to the car” you nodded at his words and began grabbing his belongings,taking them to the black car in the garage waiting for him. Once all his stuff was in the car and he left,you checked your phone seeing a text from Jey.

Jey<3 - “hey mama,you still coming by tonight”

You - “Yea give me an hour”

Once you responded you put your phone away and got in your car,driving to the hotel. You two got lucky enough to be put on the same floor so you just went straight to your room to shower and change. Once out of the shower you put on shea butter and some baby oil,along with the strawberry scented perfume he got you a while back since it’s his favorite. You slipped on a matching red lace bra and panty set,throwing on a crop top and shorts. You texted him letting him know you’ll be by soon,fixing your bun and edges before heading out the door. You walked three doors down and knocked,waiting for him to open it.

When he opened the door,he was standing there with nothing but a pair of psds on. You looked him up and down mentally cursing when you noticed his print. You two had sex before but it seemed like every time it got bigger. “You just gon stare at me?” he asked making you snap out of your thoughts,”No just let me in” you brushed past him letting yourself in. You sat on the end of the bed,looking up at him as he hovered over you. “Clothes off ma you know how this go” he said as leaned down to kiss your neck while playing with the hem of your shorts. You whined and was able to get him to move away from your neck,allowing you to remove your shirt and soon yours shorts. He stared at you in awe at the lace garments you chose to wear,since you never wore them around him. He smiled and unclipped your bra,taking your right breast in his mouth. You threw your head back,letting out soft moans at you played with his hair gently. He stood up and turned your body around putting you on all fours. You felt him rip your underwear off and before you could speak you felt his tongue going to work on your clit. “O-oh my god..” you moaned out gripping his hair as he continued to eat you out,this time using his fingers. “You always taste so good for me mama” his words making you shy and more wet than you already were.

You whined when he pulled himself away,but your whines were cut short when he pulled his boxers down and slid inside of you with ease. Your back automatically arched and you shoved your face into a pillow,moaning. "Aht aht pretty girl lift your head up." he said as he pulled your hair making you lift your head. "Fuck right there!" you yelped out,not being able to control yourself or your moans at this point. He laughed at this,running his hand down your back as he continued his movements getting deeper knowing you couldn't handle all 10. You were a stuttering mess,with each thrust you felt him in your stomach not being able to handle it all. "Cmon princess whose pussy is this hm" "Y-yours! SHIT-" you felt his finger massaging your clit. You were on cloud nine right now,eyes rolling deep into your skull letting out nothing but moans and whimpers. He loved seeing you all fucked out,it made him pleased with himself. You felt a swift smack at your ass,making your shoot your eyes open,"Eyes open for me baby." he demanded and you obeyed. He held your head up by wrapping his hand around your throat,keeping eye contact with you. "Please Please daddy I can't-" "Yes you can baby,I know you can. So just hold it for me I'm almost there" he said with a slight moan towards the end. You've never heard him moan before but god did you love it.

You were fighting back tears at this point from overstimulation,but you loved it and he knew it. “Fuck- cmon baby cum on this dick for daddy” he whispered breathily in your ear. Hearing his voice in your ear like that in the state you were in was just enough for you. You let out a scream which was half way cut off with a sloppy kiss,soon he pulled away making you whine and lay on the bed. “shit..yo you on birth control?” he asked realizing he didn’t pull out this time,which made you wanna slap the shit out of him but you were too tired to do so. “Yea I’m on it don’t worry..” you told him making him sigh in relief,as he went in the bathroom and came back with a warm towel wiping your body down which made you whine and jolt your body a bit. You turned over on your back and smiled when you saw him hovering over you leaving kisses down your body and tickling you which made you laugh. “Ok okkk I have to get back to my room Jey” “Fine ma,but call me in the morning ight?” “Ok I promise” you spoke getting up slipping your clothes back on. “Oh and wear lace more often baby,looks good on you” he said smacking your ass as he put his underwear back on along with some shorts,walking you to the door. You smiled and gave him a quick kiss before walking out the door and back to your hotel room. You decided to shower in the morning due to your tiredness.

_the next day_

You walked into Roman’s dressing room seeing The Usos,Solo,and Paul there which confused you but you could tell Roman was upset about something. You then took notice to Jey’s face of nervousness and realized. ‘Shit he found out-‘ your thoughts were cut short with Roman’s words. “My cousin huh?”

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[juceynightmare]

dating 101 (18+) part 19 - cody rhodes x reader

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pairing(s): cody rhodes x reader, roman reigns x reader

warning(s): swearing, based off of real life hazing (hazing is bad) , marijuana and alcohol usage, mentions of religious views

genre(s): college!au, slow burn, fluff, angst

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basement night. cody had forgotten that tonight was basement night for the new pledges to the frat and cody was a pledge. roman was also a pledge. which also meant that cody would have to see him immediately after literally washing roman’s touch off of y/n. he knew it’d be smart for him to not get high before going, so cody had given y/n 7 milligrams of an edible and was currently enjoying the way the girl was shoveling mcdonalds fries into her mouth.

he shook his head in amusement, reaching out for a fry and popping it in his mouth. y/n had stopped talking a while ago once the weed hit, and she settled for communicating through a series of doe eyes, pouting, and little whines. cody found her absolutely endearing.

the sound of his phone alarm blared through the room, causing y/n to whine out in protest while cody reached for his phone and turned off the alarm. he could tell from y/n best job at trying to be angry that she didn’t want him leaving. she had already scolded him about joining a frat considering all the hazing they do, and basement night was surely the biggest hazing event of them all.

cody remembers jokingly calling her mom followed by a “at least i’m not in the frat that throws bricks at the pledges balls.” he certainly took basement night over losing one of his balls, and he’d do that a hundred times over.

cody had brought y/n back to her room, bidding her farewell with a hug and a kiss on the forehead. he patted down his pockets as he walked out of the building, making sure he had his phone and keys.

there was no way he’d be leaving the frat house with the ability to drive, so cody settled for walking the 15 minutes to get to the house. it did leave him with time to mentally prepare himself.

basement night. a night where all the new pledges to the frat are locked in the basement and are given an entire 750 mililiters of vodka each and have to finish the entire bottle on their own if they wish to leave the basement. cody was certain that he wouldn’t have a stomach by the early morning, but that was part of greek culture and cody loves getting messy.

besides, it wasn’t like cody disliked the other pledges. they were going to be brothers soon, and had already gotten close in the short amount of time since they were declared as pledges for the frat. it was always fun getting together with those guys, but cody had no idea how they were when they got messy.

arriving to the house, cody greeted the brothers before a bottle of vodka was thrust in his hand.

“you’re the last one, codes. you fucking some girl?” one brother, max, teased as he lead cody down to the basement.

cody laughed, opening up his bottle as he walked down the stairs. “you know me so well already.” he mused, taking a step into the basement after max held open the door.

the other pledges were already there, most notably were roman and his cousins who were itching to take the first shot.

max lightly shoved cody further into the room, before announcing, “alright, it’s 10. remember, no sharing your fucking drinks or we’ll throw bricks at your dick like we’re zeta epsilon. if you want to leave, you gotta take your last part of your bottle in front of me right here at the door. knock when you’re ready. good luck, losers.”

the door was slammed shut, followed by the loud sound of a lock.

the room was littered with trash bags everywhere, most likely for whenever they would need to empty out their guts later on in the night.

“cheers everybody! let’s get fucked up!” one of the pledges, kenny, yelled out. he held his bottle up to the sky, and everyone followed suit before throwing their heads back with the bottle to their lips and drinking as much as they could in one go.

cody hated cheap vodka, especially new amsterdam. not only did it burn like hell going down his throat, the taste was absolutely horrendous. he brought the bottle down from his lips after a moment, sticking his tongue out and making a noise of disgust as he walked over to roman and his cousins. on the way, cody greeted the rest of the pledges.

“just barely made it, uce.” roman mused, throwing his arm around cody’s shoulder before taking a short swig out of his bottle.

“got preoccupied.” cody answered, reaching a hand out to fistbump jey and jimmy in greeting.

“oh yeah, pretty girl y/n had a doctor’s appointment, right?” jey asked, clanging his bottle with his brother’s before taking another swig.

it seemed like everyone’s current strategy was to just drink as much as they could before the alcohol started tasting like stomach bile.

but cody couldn’t help but wonder what jey was talking about. y/n didn’t have a doctor’s appointment. instead of answering immediately, cody tipped his head back along with the bottle, letting a stream of, blegh, disgusting cheap vodka burn his throat.

“yeah, i almost made her late for her appointment. she left in a hurry.” roman laughed, his cousins shooting him a knowing look and wiggling their eyebrows suggestively.

cody eventually brought the bottle down from his lips when he felt as though he wanted to throw up from the taste alone. he shook his head, his eyes squeezing shut as he groaned out, “these assholes didn’t even leave out chasers? i fucking hate amsterdam, this shit’s nasty.”

“cheers to that, brother.” jimmy mused, the topic of y/n’s appointment having officially been dropped by the four. cody hesitantly brought his bottle up with the other three, not knowing if he’d be able to take the taste right now, but he’d look like a fucking pussy if he didn’t.

everything became a blur after that swig he took with roman and his cousins, the four of them branching out to hang out with the other pledges. the room had gotten messy fast, with nick being the first one to yack not even thirty minutes after the door was shut on them.

cody didn’t even know what time it was anymore, but he did know that he had half a bottle left and so did roman, jimmy, and jey. kenny was almost done, only having a quarter of his bottle left. matt had already left, the man chugging the final third of his bottle in one go in front of max and throwing up what he had just drank  the second he stepped out of the door. nick was barely making a dent in his bottle, but that was because most of the vomit in the various trash bags were his. he had forgotten the others’ names, but cody just knew that they were absolutely fucked beyond relief. one of them hadn’t lifted his head from his trash bag yet and was still emptying his stomach.

cody’s vision had grown hazy, his mind cloudy, and his stomach was threatening to turn itself inside out. he was sat on a couch with roman to his right and roman’s cousins beside him. in one hand, cody clutched the neck of his bottle, in the other hand, cody held a bag of his vomit. the three other men sat beside him were in the same predicament, but roman was glued to his phone.

“man, i don’t know why you don’t just convince her to get an abortion, uce.” jimmy slurred.

this suddenly piqued cody’s interest, turning his head to look at the man beside him. “abortion?” he slurred out in question.

roman sighed, turning off his phone and taking another swig of his bottle after clanging it against cody’s as if to tell cody to drink with him. “this bitch won’t stop fucking hitting me up about me having to ‘be in our kid’s life’ when i don’t even want the fucking kid. not like the kid is born, she’s only like a little over a month along.” he slurred, his words a jumbled mess after he brought the bottle down from his lips.

cody had simply taken a sip from his, his stomach contents threatening to come back up again.

roman seemed to have remembered exactly who he was talking to, and sent cody a warning look. both men knew that if they had gotten into a fight, roman could easily outpower cody. he was bigger than him, after all.

“don’t snitch. i know you and y/n are close, but if you fucking tell her, uce, then i’ll put you six feet under.” roman threatened, while jey and jimmy laughed beside him.

cody rolled his eyes. clearly roman had no idea where his loyalties lied. and obviously, that was with y/n. he’d just have to dig up more information and hope he remembered in the morning. “are we not pledging to be brothers right now?” he questioned, sitting up straight and holding his bottle out for jey and jimmy to clang their bottles together with his. “but why doesn’t she get an abortion?” cody questioned, watching as roman seemed to have trusted cody’s loyalty and clanged his bottle with theirs.

cody took a swig, blinking away at the tears that welled in his eyes and eventually bringing the bottle away from his mouth at the same time as the others. the taste had only gotten worse, and cody felt himself about to throw up again. he held it back though, as roman began to talk.

“some bullshit about how she’d go to hell. dude, she lives in your fucking building too, like two floors below you. i even tried offering to pay for the fucking abortion and she won’t budge.” roman groaned, pausing for a moment to pull open his trash bag and emptying his stomach into the bag.

the sight was enough to set off a chain reaction amongst jey, jimmy, and cody, as they followed suit. god, the things they would put their bodies through just to get the greek life college experience.

eventually, the four of them stopped yacking, wiping away at their lips with the back of their hands and leaning back against the cushion.

“she the christian girl you banged?” jey asked, his voice hoarse from the abuse they were putting their bodies through.

roman hummed and nodded his head. “easiest fucking money i ever made though. you know seth? he’s trying to be my big. but basically, he bet that i couldn’t get this super christian friend of his to fuck me, and i’m no pussy. condom broke and she insisted that she didn’t want to use plan b because it’s a sin but we literally just fucked. and now she won’t budge about aborting my kid.” he groaned, shaking his head. he turned to cody and raised a brow. “how close are you to y/n?”

cody scoffed, shaking his head. he couldn’t tell if roman was questioning where his loyalties lied once again, or if he was asking a genuine question. “man we all just fucking threw up together and you’re testing me on who i’m loyal to?” cody questioned, watching and roman shook his head and chuckled. of course, roman didn’t have to know that cody was going to absolutely stay awake until he got to tell y/n everything. if he blacks out now, cody was certain he wouldn’t remember.

“no, i just wanna know if she’s a virgin.” roman said with a sigh, relaxing back against the couch and missing the way cody’s jaw had clenched at roman’s choice of words. “man, i take her out for a date. say some sweet words. teach her fucking thermochem because she was struggling. get her that stupidly expensive bouquet, and she still hasn’t put out. if it weren’t for that fucking doctor’s appointment, i could be all happy and fucked out right now.” he laughed, pulling out his phone and going to his and y/n’s text messages.

jey and jimmy seemed to gain interest as soon as roman pulled up his and y/n’s text messages. the two twins leaned in to get a better view, and cody found himself interested in what roman was about to show. he certainly didn’t expect roman to pull up a photo that y/n had sent roman of herself. it wasn’t anything revealing, but it was certainly suggestive.

cody knew that had it been any other girl, cody would be drooling over the photo as much as jimmy and jey were in that moment. he also knew he would also be patting roman on the back, whooping and hollering in celebration. but this is y/n they were talking about.

“god she’s gorgeous. but she hasn’t sent any nudes even though our convos get sexual more often that i think any virgin would be comfortable with.” roman said, clicking off of the photo and scrolling to one of his and y/n’s suggestive conversations, holding it out for the three other men to read.

[roman] do you always have to pick a fight with me over the answers?

[y/n] i’m right, you’re wrong, deal with it.

[roman] you don’t even remember electron configuration.

[y/n] i’m right, you’re wrong, deal with it.

[roman] brat.

[y/n] and what about it?

[roman] i’d tell you to put that mouth to good use instead of running it off saying the same shit over and over again.

y/n had replied with a photo of herself with a lollipop on her tongue. jey and jimmy immediately whooped and hollered at the photo and laughed, while cody simply appeared uninterested.

[roman] i know something else you could be sucking on besides that lollipop, doll.

roman immediately turned off his phone before scrolling down to show the photo he had sent. “alright, forgot i sent a bulge pic in just boxers, not gonna lie. no free bulge for you fiends.” he laughed, shoving his phone back in his pocket. “but codes, you gotta tell me, man. she a virgin? usually by now i would have gotten pussy on like.. the second study date.” he asked.

cody shrugged his shoulders. “she isn’t. but i heard that first guy ruined other men for her, you know? sex so good she still hung up on him or whatever.” he mumbled, bringing the bottle back up to his lips to hide the smirk he had felt growing on his face.

roman rolled his eyes, watching cody take a sip of his vodka before nudging him with his shoulder. “man, everyone here knows i got the best stroke game around. no one comes close.” he bragged.

“yeah, you also got a girl pregnant.” jimmy laughed, and although jey and cody found it funny, clearly roman thought otherwise.

he clenched his bottle tighter in his hand, groaning and shaking his head. “man this is why i need pussy. every fucking waking moment has been filled with just this stupid fucking devout christian bitch begging me to be present in our unborn baby’s life when i just want her to abort it. but if i go off and find some random hookup, i feel like y/n’s going to find out and then won’t ever think about fucking me because she thinks we have a thing going on.” he mumbled.

jey laughed, and said, “man you only have until the end of the semester and you said that was way longer than you needed. looks like i’m about to be 500 bucks richer by the end of this, big uce. i already told you little miss good shoes lab partner would never fuck you.”

cody knew he was too drunk to win a fight, and he’d certainly get kicked out of the frat if he threw a punch at roman right now. one glance down at cody’s bottle and he saw that he wasn’t even two thirds of the way through his bottle yet, and although he had been drinking there was still closer to a half of the bottle left than a quarter left.

he now knew why y/n had said one of his red flags was that cody wanted to pledge for a frat. he also understood why women had such a bad impression of guys like them. if this conversation was about any other girl, cody would happily pitch in his own money on roman’s bet and even throw in that he could probably sleep with the girl before roman does.

roman wasn’t good enough for y/n, and the way he had been acting was simply to get some pussy… and cody was just as bad as roman was…

but instead of picking at his own hypocrisy, cody brought the bottle to his lips once again, let his throat burn, and felt the world turn black.

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[billiemillee]

ESCAPE. pt I

Roman Reigns x Fem!Reader

PT Il | Masterlist

This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor!

WARNING: angst | mentions of manipulation, cheating, and depression | toxic relationship

Roman Reigns and Y/n had always had an interesting relationship, to say the least.

Y/n and Roman had been friends since childhood but there was always something that seemed a bit off about their friendship.

Roman was becoming increasingly possessive of Y/n. He began to make demands of her time and resources, establishing rules and regulations that she had to follow. He would call her at odd times of the night to check on her whereabouts and accuse her of seeing other men.

Y/n tried to keep things professional whenever they were in the public eye. But it never seemed to be enough for Roman, he was always pushing her to do more and more. As the months passed, Y/n started to feel trapped in the pairing. She tried to break away from the toxic relationship but Roman didn't take it too kindly.

He would often resort to manipulation, making sure that if Y/n were ever to go public with her story, her career in the WWE could be over. Y/n felt scared, confused and isolated throughout the experience, all the while trying to navigate her way through the web of lies and deceit that Roman had spun around her.

Roman's controlling behaviour had taken its toll on Y/n and she was slowly sinking into a deep depression. She was ashamed of herself, feeling like she deserved all the bad things he had said to her.

It was like she was in an invisible web and no matter how hard she tried, she could not escape Roman's grasp. He had a hold on her that could never be broken. Y/n felt completely helpless and miserable and her hope was lost.

Despite her efforts to be faithful, Y/n was unfortunately tempted by the intense chemistry that she had with Roman’s cousin, Jey Uso.

Y/n tried to bury her feelings for Jey but it was too late and it soon led to her cheating on Roman. She felt guilt-stricken and tried to keep it a secret. She made sure that Roman would never know what happened.

Well…she thought…

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