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Speedy Recovery - Seth Rollins x Reader

Request by @lclb13

Summary - You request time off to help Seth recovery from his injury at home, and the two of you get very close. One thing leads to another, and you end up doing a lot more than helping him recover. (Kevin the doggo also makes a few appearances ;) ) 

Warnings:- Smut, Fluff, Swearing

Word Count- 2,103


Crews to gif owner, my gif maker still wont work :( 

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Seth Rollins/OC: Seth is coming home for the first time in a few weeks after being on the road and you decide to surprise him with new lingerie. But when the door opens, Seth isn’t alone - he’s brought his friends home with him. He kicks them all out and then jealous, possessive smut. Requested by @screamersdontdance

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  • kween day: rude, has a stick up his ass, not a morning person, probably has a shrine dedicated to jeremy knox in his bedroom, his blood is probably just dissolved protein shakes, exy is sexy, string bean, everyone's son and everyone's boyfriend at the same time, probably thought that eating spinach actually made you strong after watching popeye as a kid, thinks sports movies are romantic, would use his own body for target practice if he got half the chance
  • neil "not fine" josten: 35 lies per hour, has literally never been fine. like ever. in his whole entire life, mommy issues, sad tumblr hoe, human piñata, unhealthily obsessed with exy & andrew minyard, probably thinks smoking is fucking aesthetic, still uses internet explorer, neck fetish, the oblivious friend™, the salt content in his body beats that of the dead sea
  • andrew murderyard: smol, probably eats nutella for breakfast, definitely drinks milk straight from the carton, *says he'll stab you* *will actually stab you*, as emo as emo can get, i'm talking like emo as an actual fucking metal trash can, desensitised to every color except for black, talks like a fucking comic book villain, will fight any sentient being
  • aaron miniyard: angery, hates virtually everyone, *cough* homophobe *cough*, "i'm going to pretend i don't know you", transforms into a 12 y/o whenever he's within the same radius as his crush, only marginally less emo than his brother, probably listens to a lot of rap, science is kewl
  • Miss Dan Probably Wilder Than You: BAMF, the best friend you wished you had, the girlfriend you wished you had, "he fell into a tank of piranhas", pack alpha, starts feminist debates at parties, Stressed, the mom friend
  • allison baenolds: is fabulous, boss ass bitch, looks like a princess but could literally kill you, has watched every buffy the vampire slayer episode at least 5 times, drives a very pink car, has probably used her stilettos to kick a guy in the nuts, out of even god's league
  • nicky hemmlickk ;): is loyal, the inappropriate friend, everything he says is an innuendo, the gay cousin who turns out to be gayer than you initially thought, always suspiciously cheery, probably tweets his entire life, TMI bro, ONLY EVER TEXTS LIKE THIS, will spank your ass as a greeting instead of a handshake & drive you home from work/school
  • renee Keep Walking: cute but she once plotted murders, the brand ambassador of cinnabon like she is literally the purest cinnamon roll, back tf up or you'll probably get bitch-slapped (by a holy bible), she's the cool older sister you've always wished you had kinda friend, a little gay for allison reynolds, her hair probably looks like a swirl of fucking twix yogurt??
  • matt oh boy!: fucking angel, protect him, no seriously, he like, descended from the heavens above, stays out of his girlfriend's fights despite his better judgement bc he knows she can handle her own battles, gym rat, he recovers like a prostitute who converted to being a nun, neil josten is his pride & joy & if you touch a single hair on his head your ass gon' get whopped, did i mention Neil Josten Protection Squad 2kFuckingForever Founder & Councellor??, the sweetest human bean in the entire series imho
  • seth "should've stayed in school" gordon: dead as a doorknob & a bigger dick than a rich white artist evading questions about cultural appropriation on Saturday Night Live, but you kinda feel sorry for him anyway because the author knows how to round out all her bloody characters
Heart Complications Chpt. 2


A/N: I’ve decided to give our superstars a designated kink. They all have a different kind that somewhat fits their personality. You’ll find it out along the way.

Style: Reader x Seth Rollins featuring cameos of Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, Jeff Hardy, and Finn Bálor.

Word Counter: 1,836

Triggers: None

Warnings: SMUT. SMUTTY SMUT. Oh, and a daddy kink.


Originally posted by stellarollins

The drive back from the event center is interesting to say the least. Finn, awake enough to drive the SUV to the hotel. Dean sits passenger with Roman behind him, fucking with his hair. You sit in between Roman and Seth. Seth and you are both extremely quiet, not partaking in anything the boys are laughing about.

“Dean, you need a haircut”.

“Touch my hair and you’re dead, Roman”.

You fumble a bit with your phone, trying to find anything to break the awkwardness between you and Seth. You open up a tetris app and begin playing, the tiredness sinking in.

Finn looks in the mirror and pipes up, “why are you two so eerily quiet?”

Your head shoots up on shock, as everyone looks at the both of you. You look in his eyes through the mirror, “I’m just tired, I really want to get back to the hotel and sleep”.

“Wait, wait, wait, we’re going out for a drink tonight”, Roman adds, “you can’t miss it, you never do!”

“Rome, I’m super tired. It’s Monday night, my body hurts. Have you ever been in the ring with three different women”? You pause, “don’t answer that”. Seth chuckles. Roman pushes your head to the side.

Finn pulls up to the hotel, parking into a spot in the back. He shuts off the SUV, “honey, we’re home” he says through thick laughter. You get out and grab your suitcase, awaiting everyone else to grab theirs from the back. Dean yawns so hard he almost blacks out. Roman turns around and looks at the raggedy group of half dead superstars, “alright fine, we’ll go out tomorrow”. He grabs his own suitcase, shutting the hatch.

The five of you walk towards the hotel as Roman begins to yawn, “look what you assholes did”.

Checking in was easier than expected. Normally it’s a spectacle of fans wanting pictures and autographs, but tonight was different. The concierge sits at the front desk, rushing you in before fans can get a whiff of you.

You’re split into two rooms. One room, Room 202, has two California King size beds, enough for the boys to sleep in together comfortably. The other, Room 310, has a small Queen sized bed, good enough for you to be nice and alone in. You give Dean your extra key, “just in case you guys think I’m dead in the middle of the night”. Dean laughs, “I’ll make sure to keep the creeps away”.

“That includes you, Ambrose”, Jeff pushes his head and Dean shrugs, feigning offense. You trek off to the elevator, definitely not attempting to walk up the stairs. The time on your phone reads 11:00pm on the dot. Oh good, your mind says, I can shower before midnight and be in bed asleep by 1am.

The hallway you enter is beautiful, a light dusty rose with beautiful white lace paint donned the walls. The lights are bright enough to see, but not enough to hurt sleepy eyes. You softly march down the hall, reading doors.

You whisper to yourself, “three-oh-eight… three-oh-niiiiine… three-ten!”

Sliding the card into the door, it opens, allowing you in to the room. You plop your bags down by the door and instantly go towards the shower, stripping off clothes on your way. You step into the bath, drawing the curtains around you. You start the water, putting it to your perfect temperature as you stand in it, letting the droplets from the shower head attack your tired skin, rolling down your body. You manage to wash your hair and brush your teeth at the same time without mixing up the two, miraculously. Turning off the water, you grab a towel and wrap it in your hair, tugging another off the wall and on to your body.

Walking back out to your bedroom for the night, you dig through your luggage, pulling out a white tank top and a pair of black panties. Your personal sleepwear. Tugging both on almost helplessly, you flop onto your bed and hit the light, snuggling up to the warm white blankets. You just start drifting off when..

Knock, knock, knock..

Your eyes spring open like a cat scared of a human sneezing. Were you imagining that? You stare at the door, hoping they’ll go away.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

You groan, pulling your body out of the snuggly bed you just got comfy in. The last thing you want is human interaction. It’s been a day.

You turn the door handle slowly, pulling the door open, when a pair of hands cup your face, and another person is on the other end of your lips.


He pushes his way into your room, using your face as a steering wheel. The door clicks behind him. His tongue gingerly grazes your bottom lip, asking entrance to your mouth. You flick your tongue against his, wrapping your hands around his neck, tangling your fingers in his black, soaked hair. He slips his tongue into your mouth, wrestling gently with yours, as he easily picks you up off the floor, placing you on his hips.

Carrying you towards the bed, he bends down against you, grinding against your body as you hit the mattress. His fingers move slow from your shoulder, down your side, leaving white hot trails against your already burning skin. He carelessly pulls your left leg around his hip, giving him access to more of your beautiful body.

He breaks away from your lips with a hot gasp as his finger tugs your tank top.

“Can I?”

You nod, and he begins sliding your shirt off your body, tossing it to the floor. His head dips down to your chest, taking one of your perfectly colored nipple into his mouth, letting it harden against his gentle licks. His right hand comes up and delicately pinches the left nipple, twisting soft to give both stimulation as it hardens in between his hands. You let out a stuttered gasp, feeling his smile against your skin.

His right hand begins to move further down, the look in his eyes, asking permission. You bite your lip, nodding again, not being able to make a noise. His fingers trace your slit against your panties, making your body twitch. Suddenly both of you are startled out of your moment as Seth’s phone rings. It’s Finn. He answers.

“Hey Finn”, “what no, yeah I’ll be back in a while”, “nah I’m okay, just got a little”, his fingers tug your black panties hard causing them to slide down your body, “hungry”.

“Yeah, I’ll be back in about an hour”. He hangs up, throwing the phone on the chair across from you as he bends down his knees. His lips leave burning kisses against your thighs as he makes his way to your soaked core. Seth grabs your hips and tugs you towards his mouth as he looks up to you.

“I uhh”, he blushes, “I kinda have a kink”.

Your head lifts and tilts slightly to the right, “and what might that be?”

“I.. I like being called.. Daddy”. He dives his mouth into your wetness, licking a flat line up to your clit. The sudden shock slips a moan from between your lips, the grin pulls against his face, flicking his tongue against your clit, then sucking around it.

You shove your fingers back into his hair, tugging every time he sends an electric shock through your spine.

“I’m not letting you feel me inside you”, he rubs his thumb against you, keeping the stimulation constant, “until you say it”.

You let out a playful groan, not ready to say it yet.

“Oh, so you like to play that way”, Seth stands up before you, dropping his hold on your legs. You didn’t even realize he managed to take off his shirt. You prop yourself up on your elbows, taking a good look at him in the light of the moon. He’s beautiful. Seth unbuckles his pants, dropping them to the floor, letting his cock have some freedom from being strained against his black jeans. You can’t stand it.

“Oh god, please”, you whine.

His fingers trace your jaw, slightly pulling your head to look at him at he starts pulling off his black briefs, “oh god please, what

”? His smile is passionate but evil.

“Please Daddy, fuck me”.

That’s enough to send Seth over. He pulls your legs again, this time meeting your wetness with the head of his hardened cock. Without so much as a warning, he begins slowly pushing himself inside of you, watching your body jolt at the sudden feeling. He buries himself to the hilt inside your wetted pussy, watching your face make the most beautiful expressions. He slowly pulls back, then snaps back in once. You moan, loud. He slowly pulls back again, snapping back in harder. Your stuttering moan lets him know he’s allowed to keep going, as he begins to pick up pace. He holds your hips, bouncing you off of him, the skin to skin contact making soft clapping noises all over the room. His pace quickens again, snapping upwards in you, hitting every little spot you could ever imagine, and ones you couldn’t. You shut your eyes, mouth agape as his fingers rub your bundle of nerves, the double stimulation too much to handle.

“Ahh, daddy”, you moan, “daddy please”.

He presses his thumb hard against your clit, “daddy what?”

Daddy, please let me come”.

He growls lowly, his thumb releasing pressure as it slowly begins to circle around your clit again. He slows, keeping his thrusts in motion with his skilled fingers.


The coil inside you ruptures. Your moans stifled by the sound of nothing as your orgasm rides out against his thick cock. Seth feels you pulse and tighten around him, which makes him slip over the edge.

Ahh, (Y/N)”, he moans lightly before catching himself on the bed. As you both calm down, he softly pulls himself out of you, tugging up his briefs, then his pants.

“You’re not staying”?

He smiles gently at you, and it’s the most sincere smile you’ve seen on him, “I wish I could but that would look a little suspicious”. Seth grabs his shirt, pulling it over his head. He then reaches down, placing a delicate kiss against your forehead before tucking you in.

“Next time, I promise”.

You swiftly fall asleep as Seth leaves your hotel room, making his way back to his own. He knocks on Room 202. Finn answers.

“So, how was (Y/N)?”

Seth stops in his tracks, unable to lie to one of his best friends, “how’d you know”, he asks.

“Well, your wallet was on the table and am not an idiot”.

Seth closes his eyes and let’s a deep breath out.

“I’m not upset”, Finn adds, “everyone in this room wants to be with her, what I don’t know is why you were first”.

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Roman Reigns One Shot - First Impressions

  • Based on this prompt: “You can touch me but I know you won’t.” @moxxetti

I looked around the arena wondering how I had gotten suckered into coming. It was filling up fast. Lila had called at the last minute, her cousin had bailed on her and she had no one to go with. She had begged. She knew a few of the wrestlers and had scored ringside seats but the only problem was that I knew nothing about wrestling or the WWE, nor did I care to. Yet here I was, sitting in probably the best seats in the house about to watch something I had zero interest in. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily.

“Stop being so dramatic,” Lila elbowed me in the ribs. “You’re gonna love it.”

“Yeah,” my eyes narrowed, “we’ll see.” I picked up my beer and took a long sip, hoping there was enough alcohol in this place to get me through the next three hours.

“It’s a house show, they’re always so much better than the live tapings – no script, no PG rating to worry about. Just a bunch of people out there having fun and entertaining us.” Lila shouted over to me as a blast of music and pyro went off.

“What the fuck is a ‘house show’?” I shouted back.

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26 - Seth Rollins

Prompt: The diamond in your engagment ring is fake.”

A/N: So I kinda oveloaded on the fluff and once I started writing this there was no stopping me :P Apologies for the length but I hope you enjoy ^_^ Also I used Seth’s real last name at the end of this incase anyone is confused :3

You and Seth had been best friends since NXT, you’d been there through everything, injuries, title wins and his breakups. You’d been in love with Seth ever since you first you met, other people had told you he felt the same and always had. Of course you never believed them, especially when he announced his engagment. You knew everying that was happening during that time and he was the first person he came to when things broke down between them. 


That night when Seth came to your house it was raining and there was a light knock on your door. Getting up from the couch and making your way over to the door you look through the peephole and see Seth stood there drenched to bone holding an overnight bag. Flinging the door open you get a better look at him, his eyes looked red and exhausted, an almost emotionless expression was set firm on his face and his clothes looked like he’d worn them for about 3 days. Quickly pulling him into a hug you shut the door behind the two of you as he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Neither of you caring that his wet clothes were also soaking you.

“I saw what went down on twittre and everything, you wanna talk about it?” Seth didn’t say anything resorting to shaking his head no tightening his arms around you a little more. “Okay. How about you go shower and change while I order pizza, and then we can watch a movie? Your choice.” Pulling away you gently rub up and down Seth’s arms giving him a sweet smile.

“Thank you (Y/N). This means a lot to me.” Giving you a small smile he squeezes your waist gently before heading up to shower and change. Grabbing your phone you order Seth’s favourite pizza before heading to your laundry room to find some fresh clothes for you. After around 20 minutes the pizza arrives and you thank the delivery man taking the pizza upstairs. Heading into your bedroom you can stil hear the shower running so you get comfy in bed and pull up Netflix ready for when Seth gets out. Around 5 inuted later the shower shut off and movement in the bathroom, scrolling through your phone you notice some of the comments being said about Seth. Yes you we dissapointed in what he had done but was there any need to be sending death threats and such? You look up when you hear the bathroom door open, Seth walked out with damp hair in a bun and sweatpants hugging his hips.

“Hey you.” smiling at him, putting your phone to the side and sit up crossing your legs. “Feeling better?”

“Much. Thank you.” Pulling back the covers of your bed Seth slides in grabbing a slice of pizza. He grabs your remote and selects a movie letting it play. You both sit in a comfortable silence muching on pizza ocationally laughing at the film, during the movie Seth had been inching closer to you untill your arms and legs were touching, wanting to feel some sft of comfort he always felt when with you, you couldnt help but blush at the action and subconsiously your body shifts closer to his. Seth notices and smiles, his first genuine smile since he’d got to your house.

“(Y/N). I….. I think I’m ready to talk about it.”


It had been six months since that night and it seemed to make you and Seth even closer. You started to travel together more on the road, before each others matches you’d meet up to wish each other luck, Seth even insisted that you start bunking together. That caused some remarks in the locker room, the girls asking you how he was in bed, you brushed them off telling them that you were friends and slept in seperate beds. However there was the odd occation where the hotel would “misunderstand” your relationship and booked a double bed. You had to admit you secretly loved when they did that because it meant you could insist that Seth couldn’t sleep on the floor or the couch so it led to some morning you’d wake up to Seth cuddling you. Little did you know that Seth loved it to, sometimes being the reason the hotel gave you a double room. Some nights he’d wake up in the middle of the night and turn over to see you sleeping peacfully beside him, he didn’t know why but that relaxed him, finally turning to face you he’d gently drape one of his arms over you, eventually getting comfortable enough to sleep.


One night the whole roster were heading out for drinks, you were dressed in a fairly tight black dress with little cut outs revealing small parts of your waist, your hair was in soft waves over your shoulder while your makeup was a soft smokey eye with a nude lipstick. Adjusting your hair you look at yourself with a pleased smirk across your face, you had to admit you looked hot.
“Hey, are you rea…..” Seth walked out the bathroom stopping mid sentance when you turn around to face him. His mouth was slightly a jar making you chuckle slightly. Grinning to yourself you decided to have a little fun, spinning slowly you push your ass out slightly putting on a show for Seth. “How do I look?” your voice dipped an octave lower as you noticed his eyes darken slightly, still gazing at you.

“Wow you look fucking amazing.” Seth says not taking his eyes off you, you’re not 100% sure if he meant to say that out loud.

“Thanks. You don’t look to bad yourself.” Noticing Seth had left his hair down for a change and was wearing a black button up with black skinny jeans. Seth looked at his feet blushing slightly and a smile crept his way over his lips. “Come on you, we better get going.” You head for the door feeling Seth’s eyes on you. This was definatly going to be an interesting night.

At the bar the drinks had been flowing for a while and you were more than a little tippsy, you were on the dance floor with Sasha and Alex chatting and laughing at each others dance moves.

“So when are you and Seth gonna get together?” Alexa shouted over the music, noticing Seth sat at the bar with a couple of the guys stealing glances at you.

“At this rate not till we are like 80!”

“Well why don’t you speed things up a bit.” Sasha winked at you. Shaking your head at her you glance over at Seth, catching his eye making him smirk at you before resuming his convorsation with Dean.

“And how do you propse I do that Miss Banks?”

“Get him up and dancing with you.” Smirking at you Alexa quickly caught on to what Sasha was saying both of them pushing you in the direction of Seth. Stumbling a bit in your heels you make you way over to Seth grabbing his arm.

“Seetthhhhhhh. Come dance with me!” You pout at him giving him your best puppy dog eyes. Not even giving him chance to answer you use all your strength to pull him up nearly causing you to falll over, Seth quickly wraps his arms around your waist to stop you from falling. The feeling of his breath on the back of your neck making you shiver at the closeness.

“If you wanna dance babygirl lets dance.” Pulling onto the dance foor he spins so he’s now in front of you, hands still on your waist. Gazing up at him you swallow hard, felling your breathing stagger at how close you were to him. Seth was swaying you both slightly, a funny contrast to the fast paced music currently playing, if you weren’t so absorbed in Seth you’d have swore people were staring at you. You just couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away from Seth’s, the smell of alcohol on his breath and his cologne intoxicating to you. Reaching up Seth gently brushes some hair from out your face, his hand coming to rest gently on your face.

“I love you.” Seth mutters and you almost don’t hear him over the music.

“I love you too.” Seth’s smile stretches across his whole face causing you to smile back. “So are you going to kiss me or are we just gonna stand here forever?” Smirking at him your breath catches slightly when he leans in pressing his lips to yours trying to convey all the emotion he’d been holding back over the years.


“Did you hear what I said babe?” Seth came to stand by the side of you, one of his hands resting on the sopping cart, the other on your waist.

“No sorry…I was kinda in my own little world.” Smiling at him you bring your hand to rest on his side, rubbing circles with your thumb.

“What were you thinking about?”

“Just how we got together.” Chuckling Seth smiles at the memory.

“We still gotta thank them for pushing you to come over. Although the way you looked in that dress it wouldn’t have been long till I made move.” Smirking at you he leans in for a kiss, giving him a quick peck you pull away, not wanting to nearly make out in the middle of the supermarket, which if given the chance Seth would do. After dating for 4 years you’d grown used to his’s antics when out in publlic. Chuckling at his pout you quickly start to puch the cart down another isle.

“I said what did you want for dinner.” Seth cuckles catching up to you, wrapping an arm around your waist refering to what he was saying earlier.

“Hmmmm how bout pizza?” You smile at him, feeling to lazy to cook.

“Sounds perfect.” Seth leans down kissing the side of your head as you make your way down various isles. Passing the toy isle Seth pauses.

“What’s up?” you question heading back to meet him. He looks deep in thought, a lazy smile on his lips.

“Just gimmie a sec.” He smiles sweetly heading off down the isle, stopping at a tray of $1 toys. Grabbing something he heads back to you, smiling wide, what on earth was he up to?

“I swear to god Seth if you have a spider in your hand I’ll kill you.” He chuckles shaking his head. Grabbing you hand he gets down on one knee and you gasp.


“Just hear me out. okay?” He waits for you to nod before continuing. “We both know we aren’t a serious couple and to be honest this whole idea was spur of the moment and I’m probably going to make a complete fool of myself. But I have been in love with you since we first met at NXT, I was so nervous to talk to you because I thought someone as beautiful, strong, caring and badass wouldn’t ever want to talk to me but you did and I’m so greatful you did because meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me. I know I’ve had a lot of shit in my past but you’ve been there through it all, I have no idea why or how you stuck around through it because most people just up and left. I’m glad you didn’t leave though because dating you has been the best 4 years of my life and I wanna marry you. I want to be with you forever and never let you go. What made me want to propose like this and right now is proably me being crazy but I know it’ll be something we’ll remember for the rest of our lives.” By now a small crowd had gathered, some of the women in the group teared up as you had silent happy tears running down your face. “So for now I want to give you this ring and hope that you say yes so we can go out and pick you an actual ring together but until we do I atleast want you tou have a ring.” Opening his hand you see he’d got a small plastic ring off the shelf. You chuckled, it looked similar to an engagment ring and from a distance you probably wouldn’t even notice it was a toy. “So call me crazy for wanting to do this right here right now but (Y/N) will you marry me?” Seth gazed up you looking so scared that you’d say no, but as he said you two weren’t serious about things like this and a serious romantic proposal didn’t seem like you, but then again didn’t every girl want something romantic? Even if they didn’t think they did. But to you this was as romantic as Seth could get, down on one knee with a $1 toy ring. You suddenly realised you hadn’t responded when Seth’s smile faultered a little.

“Yes….” You managed to breath out, tears finally streaming down your face. “Yes I’ll marry you.” The crowd cheered and clapped as Seth got up, siding the ring on your finger. Looking at it you chuckled and had to admit you kind of liked it. Smiling up at Seth you met those beautiful brown eyes filling up with tears of their own so you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Your hands gently cupped his face whie his came to rest on your hips, pulling apart your faces were both slightly flushed still plastered in smiles.

“I have one thing to tell you though babe.” Seth muttered against your lips.

“What’s that?”

“The diamond in your engagment ring is fake.” chuckkling you planted one last kiss you his lips before completley pulling away. Grabing hold of your cart you head for the checkout, turning to face Seth.

“Why don’t we go pay for this then we can go home and celebrate properly.” Winking at Seth you turn only to find he’s already caught up with you.

“I like the sound of that future Mrs. Lopez.” placing a kiss to your head Seth slapps your ass as he grabs the cart briskly walking to the checkouts.

Prompt from this list.



Seth Rollins/OC: You have a terrible nightmare and the first person you can think of to call is your ex while you’re crying and hoping he can help cheer you up. Fluff then smut. Requested by @screamersdontdance

I wrote another request!!! It’s lit! But I have more Braun ideas so the next couple may be Braun again. Idk yet tho, we’ll see.

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Crisis of Confidence

I’m having the worst time writing. Like many of us writers, I think that my writing is shit. When this happens, I turn to fan fiction. But even now, I’m dying over this.

So here’s a snippet. I normally wouldn’t do this, but I I’m posting an unfinished piece to see what people think. This is my first attempt at a Reader narrator, and I think that’s throwing me off. Thoughts?

Seth RollinsXReader


You’re in the middle of a mixed tag team match. Your partner, Seth Rollins, currently had a choke hold on Chris Jericho. Charlotte glared at you from across the ring. You were the new number one contender to the women’s championship. The match was weeks away, but this would be the first time in months that you were paired against Charlotte. She was more than intimidating. You were determined not to let your fear show.

Jericho broke the choke hold, wiggling away from Seth quickly enough that he tagged in Charlotte. Because of the stupid rules, that meant you were in.

“You got this,” Seth said as you switched places.

You vaguely registered the fact that he was especially attractive when he was sweaty. The thought completely drifted away when you locked eyes with Charlotte.

Her smile was smug. And for good reason. You slowly circled each other. You felt like prey being stalked. The feeling didn’t sit well with you.

You attacked first.

In a blink, you were on the ground. Charlotte had the cover. You kicked out at two.

You scrambled away on your butt. You needed to focus. You needed this win.

“Get up, dammit,” Seth yelled.

You growled in general annoyance. Using the ropes as leverage, you pulled yourself to your feet.

You could do this.

You charged Charlotte, grabbing her around her middle. The crowd roared as you flipped her over your head in a suplex. You hooked her leg.

Jericho broke the cover by dragging you away by your leg. You flailed, kicking at him. Seth appeared, superkicking Jericho, who let you go as he fell.

Fuming, you started kicking Jericho’s middle.

“Whoa, whoa,” Seth grabbed you by your middle and dragged you, flailing, away from Jericho. His bare chest was slick and warm against your back. For a moment, you didn’t hate the skimpy sports bra you were wearing.

“Put me down!” You shrieked. You elbowed him in the stomach, rolling away when he dropped you. You turned on him, fuming. He was bent over, clutching his stomach. “I don’t need your help!”

When he straightened, his face was set in anger. He started to say something, but you pushed him as hard as you could. The crowd reacted with “oooh”s.

Seth barely budged. His jaw clenched as he glared at you.

Then an arm was around your middle and Charlotte pulled you into a small package. Surprised, you didn’t react in time.

One, two, three.

The bell clanged and Charlotte let you go.

You covered your face with your hands. Once more, you let your temper get the best of you.

When you opened your eyes, Seth was standing over you. His hands were clenched into fists.

“What was that?” He demanded.

You slowly climbed to your feet and ignored him. Charlotte and Jericho were already down the ramp, celebrating their victory. You watched them, angry and defeated.

“Hey, hey, hey. Y/N, I’m talking to you.” Seth’s voice suddenly came over the arena. You turned to find him with microphone in hand. “What’s wrong with you? You claim to be a fighter, huh? You’re the best thing to happening to the women’s division, huh?”

Without a microphone, you raise your chin, glaring at him the best you could.

“You’re nothing but a pain in the ass. A whiney little girl.”

Your anger boiled. You stomped over to Seth. He didn’t move when you pushed at him again. Damn his strength.

You grabbed the microphone out of his hand. “I’m a pain in the ass?! That’s rich, coming from the cockiest jerk in the company. Tell me, Seth, when was the last time you won a match when it mattered? Huh, ‘champ?’ When push comes to shove, at the end of the day, you can’t. Get. It. Up.” The crowd went crazy at that.

You dropped the mic at his feet. In your haze of hurt and anger, you made the stupid mistake of staring at him and taking a step closer. The look on his face was dangerous. You didn’t care. You weren’t going to take his brand of shit anymore.

That’s when he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you against him. Then his mouth was on yours and your head was spinning and the crowd was roaring or was that the blood in your ears?

You kissed him back because damn if you haven’t thought about it. And like everything else, he knew what he was doing.

He broke the kiss first. His self centered smirk turned your passion back into rage.

Two can play this game.

Bracing yourself with his shoulders, you jumped up, pulling his face back down to yours as you wrapped your legs around his waist. The bastard held you as if you weighed nothing.

Then you maneuvered so your legs were at his shoulders and your head was near the ground. And you threw him in a hurricanrana.

You left him, stunned, in the middle of the ring.

Everyone stared at you backstage but no one talked to you. You stormed into the women’s locker room and punched one of the metal lockers. The wrap around your knuckles numbed the pain.

“You ok?”

You looked up. Bayley, Nia, and Sasha were in the locker room. You didn’t even know that they were still here.

“Peachy.” Your cutting tone proved that you weren’t so peachy. You swung another punch at an open locker. It slammed shut with a satisfying bang.

The door to the locker room swung open. You glared at the entrant.

Seth FREAKIN Rollins. With his bare chest and his drying hair and his god damn arms.

“Get out,” he growled, casting a glance at the three other women.

You ignored everything around you as they left. You started unwrapping your knuckles, really pulling at the tape.

“What the fuck was that?”

You continued ignoring Seth, turning your back on him. One hand was free from the tape. You worked on the other hand.

“Don’t fucking turn your back to me.” His hand on your shoulder. It took all your effort to not flip him over your shoulder. Or try, anyway. You knew he only sold that hurricanarra because it would look cool, because the audience would pop, because his reputation could take it.

That pissed you off even more.

But you let him spin you around. You slapped his hands away.

“Don’t touch me, Rollins,” you said.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair, right at the root. “You don’t talk to me like that.”

“Let. Me. Go.”

He leaned in so that his mouth was right next to your ear. His hair tickled your cheek. “Make. Me.” He whispered, his breath hot against your neck.

You snaked your fingers into his hair, scratching at his scalp as you pulled tight, and tugged at his hair. Hard.

It surprised him enough that he released his hold.

You put a good five foot distance between the two of you. He was bigger, but you fought dirty. There was a reason most of the fans hated you.

“What is your problem?” You yelled.

“My problem?” He cackled there, that infuriating cackle. “Sweetheart, you’re the one with the problem.”

“Yeah, and that problem is named Seth Rollins.”

“Please.” He oozed attitude. “I’ve seen you look at me, babe. You’re just pissy because I won’t fuck you.”

Won’t. That one word hit you in the stomach like a bullet.


You weren’t like most of the women in the division. You didn’t care about looking sexy or being sexy or pretty or anything. You wore pants and boots, not cute bright ones like Bayley, but dark ones. You didn’t wear skimpy tops. You wore sports bras and a tank top. Your hair wasn’t long and curled. You kept it shoulder length and out of your face in two french braids. You were here to kick ass. To dominate. To show them that the women could be just as good as the men.

But it worked too well.

Because even Seth Rollins won’t look your way twice.

You felt tears prickle at the corners of your eyes but you refused to cry, especially not in front of him.

Instead, you ripped off the last of the tape from around your hands.

And somehow your anger grew even more.

“Why did you kiss me in the middle of the ring, then?” You asked. Calmly. Too calmly.

Smug. Egotistical. You needed a thesaurus to describe his smirk. “Because I needed to shut you up somehow.”

You smiled. But it was your crazy smile.

“So you’re a tease,” you said.

“I’m not a tease.”

You sigh. “Then I was right. You really can’t get it up.”

He laughed. “This is your plan? This is how you’re trying to seduce me?”

“Rollins, if I were trying to seduce you, you’d be on your back and I’d be sitting on your face.”

“I don’t think so.”

You stepped toward him. “Is that a challenge?”

“Doesn’t matter,” he said, stepping closer to you.


You were chest to chest now.

“Because,” his lips hovered over yours. “I’d have to be interested.”

Your breath hitched as his lips grazed yours, soft, barely there. More like a whisper than a kiss.

“And I’m not.” His heat was gone suddenly. You blinked, unable to focus for a moment. When you did, he was smirking again, across the room, arms folded, biceps bulging. Then he was turning, walking away, leaving.

“What?” You asked. Everything was confusing for a moment. He had that effect on you.

“I said,” he spelled it out slowly, as if your english wasn’t too good. “I’m not interested in you.”

And then he was gone. Final words and all.

You tugged at the last of the wrist wraps and pretended that your eyes weren’t blurry with tears.

Dating Dean Ambrose would include:

× You being his bestfriend
× He talk to you about everything
× He always flirting with you
× Training with him always
× “dean, stop looking my ass”
× “well, it’s not my fault that you have a beautiful ass”
× You share weird hobbies
× “babe”
× Him being crazy jealous
× Constantly needing to touch you
× “stop leaving hickeys, Ambrose”
× Roman and Seth teasing you about that
× “woah (y/n), Dean did some work on your neck didn’t he?”
× Playing with his hair
× “stop touching my hair, love”
× and then he play with yours
× Him watching proudly your matches
× Sex like all.the.time
× Him being dominant
× Rough but sweet?
× Him being the biggest cuddler
× Being always there for him
× and he is always there for you
× You always worried whenever he fights because, well, u know
× Him constantly teasing you just for attention
× “babbbyyy”
× “stop, you are just like a child”
× “babe, I can show you that im a fuckin man”
× Getting into dumb arguments
× angry kisses in the middle of them.
× and then laughing ‘bout that
× putting flowers in his hair
× “this is not funny”
× but he tried to hide a smile
× He sees you while you sleep
× and tought how beautiful you are and that he got so lucky to end up with a girl like you
× You holding him tight and realizing that the man deserves nothing but the best and that he is your entire world.

Originally posted by stellarollins

Roman Reigns One Shot - The New Girl

I took a deep breath as I knocked on The Shield’s locker room door, wishing I was anywhere but here right now.  I had taken an offer from the WWE to head up their Social Media division and it was proving to be quite challenging already but for different reasons that I had expected. I had only been on the job for a month and already I dreaded seeing him. I heard footsteps on the other side of the door and when he opened it he just stared at me for a second, his grey eyes cold. “Yeah?” he muttered.

“We’re scheduled for a Twitter Q&A in an hour, just making sure you remembered since you didn’t respond to my text.” I looked him straight in the eye, refusing to back down.

“I’ll be there,” he grumbled as he turned away and closed the door in my face.

This had been going on since my first day on the job. When I was introduced to Roman Reigns he had taken me in from head to toe, stuck his hand out to shake mine and then turned on his heel and walked away. Ever since then, he had done nothing but ignore me or snap at me and I have no idea why. I’d done nothing wrong and it appeared that he simply hated me for existing, which seemed a touch ridiculous.  From everything I heard, he was one of the sweetest guys and a locker room favorite among the guys and the women but I had yet to see that side of him. The side that didn’t treat people like dirt.

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A.J. Lee/Seth Rollins fic. ‘Work Me Out’

     A.J. Lee and Seth Rollins smut.

First fic I wrote. Posting this now on Tumblr. Was originally posted by me on Hope you like! 

“Unf…” That’s the one persistent thought that trawled through her mind as she watched him. Watched him train.

She watched as he assiduously completed his phases of exercise. Cardio. Strength. Power.

She saw through (hopefully) undetected glances behind her in the gym’s mirror how he tore up the indoor track, did pull-ups on the gymnast rings and completed the snatch with a 350-lb barbell. It may sound dramatic but if this were a Victorian novel, she’d be one of those the cliché swooning heroines. Gosh! He was delicious!

No! No! She was NOT a stalker, Although the thought DID sneak into her head that this WAS the sixth time she just happened to be at the same gym facility he was.

“Shut up, conscience!” she hissed.

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Pairing: Seth Rollins x Reader

Word Count: 2635

Warnings: A little bit of rough sex.

Prompt: May I request one that deals with angst? Maybe something that deals with what is currently happening with Seth right now with the title with smut if possible?

A/N: Just remember—you asked for this.

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Puppy Love (Part four)- Dean Ambrose x reader

You made it to the three month mark and you were thankful it was almost time to see your pups.

“You comfortable sweet heart?” You heard Seth’s voice enter the locker room. You were sitting down in a lounge chair the company brought along especially for you. “Yea Seth, thanks for asking,” you said smiling up to him.

“Do you mind if I just hang out with you? To make sure nothing happens?” He asked. You and Seth were the only ones in the room. “You can stay, yea. Did he really send someone to watch over me?” You asked laughing. Seth sent a devilish smile, “Oh no, Dean didn’t send me. I just haven’t seen you in a while since he keeps you on locked away from us.”

“Well he does that for good reasons,” you stated. Seth shrugged and sat on the ground beside you. You poked him, “you know there’s benches you could sit on?” Seth looked up, “nah, I’d rather sit here.” “Whatever floats your boat Seth.”

Roman entered next, “Seth why are you even here?” Seth shrugged, “I dunno, I just wanted to talk to Y/N.” Roman shook his head, “Nah you don’t, you just wanna convince Y/N to let you name one of the pups.” Seth growled, “So, I have good names picked out!”

You started laughing over the petty argument. Dean came in and didn’t go ape shit on anyone for being near you. He kissed you and went to shower. Seth basically had his tail in between his legs the whole time while Dean was present. Roman whispered, “why didn’t he snap at you Seth?”

Seth shrugged and looked to you, “why didn’t he?” You had no clue but you gave an educated guess, “maybe he believes you guys were watching me for labor pains?” Roman nodded, “makes sense.”

After three minutes Dean came out fresh and dressed. The pups always moved so much when their father was in the room with you. You placed a hand over your tummy and felt the flutters. Roman looked to Dean, “Can I feel the pups?” Dean rubbed his wet moppy hair in the towel, “Yea sure. Be careful.” Roman stood by your chair, “where should I touch?” You grabbed his hand and placed it at the top of your stomach, “you feel them?” Roman waited for a minute, but nothing, “no not really.”

“Oh honey!” You called to Dean, “I think the pups are afraid of their uncle. Come over here to show them it’s ok to jump around.” Dean chuckled and walked over, “move kiddos! That’s just uncle Ro, he’s harmless..sorta,” he smirked. You felt the flutters start again. You saw Roman’s face light up, “whoa! There’s gotta be two small pups in there! They’re strong!”

Dean huffed, “just like daddy!” Seth smirked, “Oh god, we don’t need more Ambroses.” You sighed, “I think we do.”


That night you tagged along with the boys to the woods so they could let loose and run. You decided you wanted to watch the excitement from the car, you got out and sat on the hood. The boys shifted into their feral wolves and ran off. Occasionally one of them would pop back up from the brush to see if you were ok.

It was getting to be 3AM and you decided since you couldn’t leave you would sleep in the car. You sat down in the seat and leaned the seat back. You closed the car door and tried to position yourself in a semi-comfortable position for the night. You checked your phone one last time before going to sleep at 3:07AM on the dot.

You jerked awake at 4:30AM with a sharp stab in the stomach. “Owww fuck!” You breathed out. You turned on a ceiling light in the car to see your pants and the seat beneath you were wet. “Damn it, fuck,” you panicked. You opened the door and slowly got out. Once you stood a contraction hit you. You doubled over in pain, “why do you guys have to come now?!” You asked the pups.

Pain. Pups are coming. Lots of pain.

Dean stopped chasing a wild squirrel as he felt your stabbing pains. He also had that physical connection with you; your pains were sometimes his. His messy tail wagged as he tried to contain his excitement.

A long howl was released. And in that howl was a happy message that both Roman and Seth received and rushed back to Dean. The three alpha wolves ran back to the car hoping you didn’t run off to find them. They reached you; you were sprawled across the ground on your back grimacing.

“Hey fl-“ another stab jerked in you, -uffy, can’t you guys turn back?” Dean shifted back, the other two followed. Dean got up and popped the trunk open to grab a duffel bag full of clothes. He grabbed his pants and shirt; he threw the rest to Seth and Roman.

“Ok, Roman, you’ve delivered pups before, right?” Dean asked sitting down beside you. Roman nodded, “once before. I’m rusty. So uh Seth, help.” Seth wide eyed and confused nodded, he knew that he wasn’t much help, having never seen a pup delivery.

“Just- GET THEM OUT!” You screamed. Dean shushed you, “we gotta be quiet baby girl. We don’t want humans to know that we have a very pregnant woman giving birth to hairy pups. That shit ain’t natural to most.”

Your eyes turned a shade of yellow and you snarled at your lover. Dean raised his arms away and backed away. Roman laughed, “she doesn’t wanna hear your shit right now!” The two men pulled your pants off, cautiously.

Water and licks.

Dean stood up and tried searching the car for a spare water to give you. He grabbed one and walked back over to you, “I’m sorry, but drink this,” he opened the bottle and raised your head. He tilted the bottle to your mouth and you chugged it all. “Feel better?” He asked innocently. You continued to growl at him, “why did you do this!”

Dean ignored the question and kissed your forehead. You melted under the kiss, and grabbed him to pull him into a kiss of your own. You jerked from the passionate moment when your contractions became closer and closer. You reached for Dean’s hand to squeeze or break.

I smell blood.

You were pushing now hoping something would happen. “Fuck it feels like my hips have broken into a million pieces!” You said through clinched teeth. “Ro is she okay, I smell blood?” Dean asked concerned. Roman nodded, “yea! Without much effort from mom here she almost has puppy number one out.”


You gave another hard push and screamed in agony. Roman gently grabbed the pup out. Seth grabbed a towel and put the wet whimpering pup in it. “Dad, will you do the honors of cutting the first pup’s cord?” Roman asked holding up a pair of scissors. “Yea, yea,” Dean said moving down to the ‘sterile field’. He grabbed the scissors and cut the cord quickly.

“It’s a girl!” Seth chirped, “what are you gonna name her?”

Dean didn’t have to think, “Shiloh.” You looked up towards the men and nodded, “that’s such a pretty name honey.” Dean scooted back up to you, “and you can probably guess who told me the name.” You smiled and held his hand again, “fluffy,” referring to the wolf.

Seth gently rubbed the dark brown fur of the pup’s dry. He had to fight back the urge to coo and cuddle it. He tried setting the pup down in a nest of unused clothes to keep her warm, but when he did she howled out to be loved. Dean snapped, “the pup wants to be held Seth, hold her!” Seth quickly grabbed the pup up, “sorry little one.”

“Ok, momma, push when you feel the contractions,” Roman said holding onto your knees. “O-okay,” you let out, you were so weak and fatigued. After several minutes of waiting you felt the familiar stabs again. “Oh holy shit,” you said as your stomach muscles tensed. “Push,” Roman kept quietly chanting.

You gave out a defeated grunt, “I can’t!” You started to cry as Dean cupped your face, “You can, you have to. There’s no other way we can get this pup out. Just try.” You groaned into another push. “Hey, I see the head!” Roman proclaimed.

You howled an awful scream and gave it your all and it felt as if you were tearing all of your muscles as you pushed. “Stop! I can grab it from here,” Roman said as you relaxed. He grabbed the pup and pulled the rest of the way. Seth looked down at the little girl he had, “I’m sorry little one I have to put you down.” He put the pup in the nest of clothes and it howled for touch again.

Seth grabbed the wet pup and waited for the cord cut from Dean. Dean cut the cord and dropped them. “So what’s the-,” Seth peeked at the genitals, “BOY’S name?” Dean looked to you, “the wolf didn’t tell me a name.” You smiled, “mine did. His name is Ash.”

Seth dried off the light brown fur, “Oh Dean, he looks just like you! You got yourself a mini Ambrose!” Seth extended a finger to touch the pups nose but when he did the pup lunged and gummed his finger. The pup made a pathetic baby growl. You gasped, “Oh my god! That’s daddy’s boy to a T.” Dean giggled like a child at the sight, “see, ready to fight at any second.”

Seth laid the pup next to his sister, and Ash didn’t make a sound. Shiloh was still howling. “Give them to me!” You demanded. Both pups were wrapped and handed to you. “Look at you guys,” you said touching their little ears. “When do they turn human?” You asked. “Well around two or three months of age. Maybe later,” Roman answered. They both opened their young eyes and stared at you. This was the face, voice, smell, and touch of their mother. Dean wiggled his finger in front of his son’s face, “you gonna bite me little shit?” The pup only licked his finger.


Your little family was now settled back in at the hotel. The other pack members came in to visit and to congratulate you. “You and Dean make some A-DORABLE pups!” Sasha piped. Everyone took their turns to visit you by bedside. Once everyone got a chance to see you, they left. The Usos hauled in your new transportable crib, “from all of us, we wanted to give you this wicked crib. Now they can go to snooze town all night..hopefully “ You thanked the brothers and they left.

You gave the pups their last feeding and put little diapers on their butts and handed them to Dean. He held each pup in a hand, “Ash, Shiloh..” he said as he cooed, “you both are daddy’s and mommy’s world. Everything daddy does out there in the ring is for all of you. This life on the road might be a little hard. But I promise we’ll get home soon. I have a long break coming up. But between then and now, you better behave!” Shiloh stuck her tongue out. “Oh baby girl,” he cooed. He put the pups in the crib and locked the bars. “Pups are secured. Hopefully no one will cry because of poopy pants,” he laughed getting into bed.

Lilacs and Honeysuckles.

Dean nuzzled into your neck to give you a kiss. “Your scent is stronger than ever,” he smirked. You grinned, “You too mister, musky pine wood scent.”

“You’ve made my life complete. Within such short amount of time I found you, I claimed you. You had pups. And here we are,” he said playing with your hair. “Your welcome,” you said yawning, “can we sleep now before the pups whine about poopy diapers?” You cuddled into his chest and closed your eyes. And like many other nights, your calming scent lulled Dean into a deep sleep.

In The Air Tonight ~ Enzo Amore

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe


Enzo x You 

“ Y/N! I’ve been looking all over for you” You turned your head, a smile made it’s way to your face as you see one of your good friend’s and your boyfriend’s, Xavier Woods. 

Enzo who stood by you was telling you something when Xavior cut in. “ What’s up?” “  Here is the thing, the fans would love to see you on UpUpDownDown as a guest this week, would you be up to it?” 

“ Really? Awe, sure” You smiled wide, Enzo mumbled some words under his breathe, his arms across his chest glaring at Xavior. He didn’t mind you being friends with him but he was going to tell you something important. 

You began discussing when should you come and what time and what will you do with Xavior while Enzo huffed as he walked away from you.

Laying in bed with Enzo, you laid your head on his chest snuggling to his side. Today was the day you and Xavior did UpUpDownDown and now telling Enzo about how it went.

“ You should of seen me Zo, I had him beaten , he whined about it but I let him win the third time” 

By now Enzo was listening to you but he was annoyed on how you were talking about Xavier. Instead of listening more, he faked yawned before you looked up, frowning. 

“ You tired?” He nodded closing his eyes. It was dark, you couldn’t see but heard nothing from him but his breathing. His chest rose up and down, you thought he was asleep so you settled in, falling asleep as well. 

But Enzo opened his eyes as he stared down at you. Why did Xavier got all your attention and he didn’t?

“ New Days Rocks! New Day Rocks!” You just did a promo with the boys ending with their chants, dancing as Xavier blew his trumpet. Enzo watched from the sidelines , jaw set seeing Xavier wrap his arm around you with one hand while dancing with you. 

He was jealous. You were his. 

As the camera stopped rolling, Enzo walked over to you pulling you close to him pulling you into a rough kiss which you returned. Kofi, Big E and Xavier all stopped dancing as they felt awkward as soon as Enzo kissed you. 

Xavier put his trumpet as he coughed. You pulled away from Enzo, blushing as you looked over at Xavier, “ Yeah, see you later” 

Later on the night, WWE had posted a picture of you with the New Day on Twitter, tagging you in with the New Day boys. 

Enzo was looking through his tweets when he saw that picture. It was picture of you on the ramp, but what threw him off was Xavier’s hand around your waist. He shouldn’t be touching you like that. You were Enzo’s and no one else’s. 

He flared his nose in anger, running a hand through his hair before he looked to the side seeing you giggle with Xavier as he let you wear his  unicorn horn headband. 

“ Does this look okay?” You twirled around for Enzo, Xavier, Becky, Seth , Dean, Renee and Cass. You were going out tonight with the group for drinks. 

“ You look stunning Y/N” Xavier said as he smiled over to you. Enzo who was on his phone, he side glared at his friend. Then he glanced at you and his breath got taken away. He was speechless. 

He didn’t know what to say, “ You look-” 

“ Let’s go, you need to strut that booty of your on the dance floor” Xavier got up  along with the others. Enzo felt uncomfortable , you were his girlfriend not Xavier. Why did he have to go and steal you?

Following behind everyone, he put his hands in his pockets as he walked out of the room. 

You were having so much fun with everyone except Enzo. He sat at the table, staring at you across as you danced with Seth on one side while Xavier on the other. 

He glared at the two. He was getting fed up with Xavier. 

His glare harden as he saw Xavier put his hands on your waist. That was the last straw. He didn’t want you to be touched. 

Walking over to the crowd, he pulled Xavier by his shirt as he laid a punch. “ ZO!” You shouted stopping dancing as you stared in shock at your boyfriend. Why would he hit one of his friends?

Enzo got on top of him beating him, punching him over and over.

“ Get off of him Enzo!” You shouted trying to stop it. “ Seth! get him off!” You yelled to Seth who stood there watching before he sprang into action pulling Enzo away from a bleeding Xavier. 

Xavier had a bloody nose, kneeling down next to him, “ Are you okay ?” Xavier sat up putting his hand on his nose seeing blood.

“ What the hell man!?” He shouted at Enzo getting help from Cass as he got up. Becky came over with Dean and Renee to see what was going on. 

“ Get off of me!” Enzo brushed Seth of of him as he straightened out his jacket he was wearing. Glaring at Xavier, he pointed to him.

“ You keep your hands to yourself bud. She is my girl” 

You were confused to why he was acting this way. “ Enzo, apologize right now. We were only dancing” 

“ Apologize? Ha!” “ Right now apologize , your being ridiculous “ 

“ I am being ridiculous? He’s the one trying to steal my girl” 

Xavier chuckled, “ I am not stealing her. She’s my best friend” 

“ Enzo, you don’t need to be jealous. I love you and only you, you silly goose” 

Enzo hung his head before he turned to leave feeling embarrassed. He walked out of the club, feeling the cold air, be zipped up his jacket before he heard the door open and close.

A small hand laid on his shoulder turning him around, he turned and faced you. A small smile placed on your lip, “ Zo..” You put your hand on his cheek stroking it. He leaned into your touch, “ Why were you acting so jealous? You have nothing to be jealous about. I’m yours” 

“ I’m scared to lose you. You mean the world to me Y/N” 

“ You won’t lose me. I am not going anywhere. There is not a chance that I will walk away from you” 

boys and their toys.

WWE Imagine

Requested: Seth is playing video games and ignoring Y/N, and she gets needy.

Word Count:1227
Warnings: Smut, Language.
Author’s Notes: Love this request! Thank you Anonn.

You smile as you walk into the living room. Seth was sitting on the couch his eyes darting across the TV screen, he had his headset on, his controller was wrapped up in his to large hands. You watched as his fingers moved rapidly across the buttons, skillfully executing perfect combinations, “FUCK YEAH!” Seth yelled into the Headset, lurching to his feet, making you giggle.

  “Oh, hey baby, I didn’t see you there!” He grins over at you sheepishly, his long hair falling to his shoulders freely. You smiled wider at him, taking in his appearance. He wore a sleeveless tank top, and his gym shorts clung to his hips in a very sexy way. You bit your bottom lip hard, Walking over to where he had resituated himself on the cream colored sectional sofa. “What are you playing baby?” You ask as you sit down next to him, your thighs touching.

  “Mortal Kombat XL, I want a rematch against Austin when we go back on the road.” He says, his eyes never leaving the screen, where a woman dressed rather scandalously through a metal fan through a man dressed in blue ninja amours head. “Well that was rather gruesome.” You scoff, looking back to Seth’s face. He was so sexy when he was relaxed like this. His hair framed his face, his eyes were still concentrated on the screen and his bare arms rippled as he pounded the buttons on the controller. “Yeah, it’s great right?” He smiled, his bright teeth showing through his perfectly pouted lips, making you grin.

  “I suppose.” You giggle as his infectious grin spreads to you. You sit in silence with him for a few minutes, watching him carefully as he huff’s and puff’s grunting occasionally as he moves unconsciously from side to side with the controller. You loved watching him, he got so into what he was doing.

  “Hey Rollins, want to go do the dirty?” You try your best to sound seductive as you lean over pulling the headphone off his ear, your mouth replacing it. You had leaned over, placing your hand between his legs for support as you were practically in his lap. “Not right now babe, I’m almost to the boss.” He says, his eyes remaining glued to the screen. You stare at him in astonishment. “Seth?” “Are you ok?” You ask, leaning back so that your butt was perched against your heels.

  “Yeah I just really want to beat this boss.” He glances over at you, giving a quick smile before refocusing on the screen. “Humph.” You sigh. You watch him for a moment longer, He had leaned forward, his forearms resting on his knees as he focused even harder on the TV. It gave you a idea. You quickly slide in between his legs, getting to your knees in front of him, reaching for the waist band of the shorts. He paused the game and looked down at you, pulling you up into his lap. “I promise after this game baby.” His dark eyes shone brightly, and it made your wanting sex heat up. “But I want you now.” You pout.

  “It wont take me long Y/N, promise.” He said releasing you, as you curl onto the couch next to him once more, the pout still on your lips. He unpaused the game and continued. Fine, if he didn’t want to help, he could watch. Maybe that would get his attention. You smile wickedly, quickly sliding your sundress off, and spreading your legs so that your dripping mound was angled towards him. You slide your fingers into your lace panties, circling your knob carefully, your eyes on his face. You let out a low moan and he finally looked over at you, his eyes going wide at the sight of you playing with yourself.

 “What are you doing?” His eyes focus on your fingers as you push them in and out of your dripping core, a smile forming on your lips. “You wouldn’t play with me so I figured I would play by myself.” You purr seductively, your gaze locking with his. “Guys, give me a second.” He says as he pulls the headset off his head, dropping it and the controller to the ground, his eyes never leaving yours.

 “Oh Y/N, why are you so needy?” He asks, a grin on his lips, making you giggle. “What am I going to do with you?” He teases, running his fingers along the inside of your thighs, sending a electric shock down them, “Mmmm. Seth.” You moaned, as his fingers curled around your panties, yanking them down and off, discarding them on the floor by the controller. He laid on his stomach between your legs, his arms wrapping around your legs, pulling your forward to his face. “Oh! Seth!” You moaned out, arching your back as his tongue made contact with your throbbing clit.

  “Mmm Good girl, scream for me.” He murmured between your legs, his tongue flicking over your opening, then plunging inside it, driving you crazy. “You taste so good Y/N, I could stay here for hours.” his tone is soft, sexy.  “Please don’t, please.” You beg again, pulling a his hair, urging him to your mouth, he climbs between your legs, shoving his shorts down as he does. “Mmm, I need you, in me.” You purr around his tongue, your hands moving up his arms to his shoulder.

   Your groan as his alines himself with your entrance, pushing into achingly slowly, his hard cock stretching your tight entrance. “Christ, you’re so tight baby.” Seth’s voice is a low growl in your ear, and he brings one of his arms down, his hand catching the underside of your knee and pulling it up, urging you to wrap it around his waste. You do, your teeth finding his neck, your tongue tickling the soft flesh.
  “Fuck Seth, oh my god, harder!” You whine, his pace was methodically slow, teasing you. “Yes ma’am” His voice is soft and husky in your ear, as he begins really moving into you, his hips meeting yours with every thrust.

  “Oh Chrsit! Way better than Mortal Kombat!” He chuckles breathlessly in your ear, making you smile as you moan out. “Mmmmmm God! I’m close Seth!” You curl your fingers into his shoulder, raking up, your other hand finding his hair, gripping it tightly. “Cum for me, cum on my cock!” He orders, his tone is your undoing, you release around him, the wave of pleasure rippling through you like a storm. “Agh!” You scream a slur of profanities and his name. “Good girl, fuck good girl!” He snarls into your ear, his cock erupting inside you, shooting stream after stream of hot cum into you.

  He leans back, untangling himself from you, as you lay on your back, legs still splayed, eyes shut panting. After a few moments you peep one eye open and chance a glance at him, and you immediately start laughing. He has already put the headset back on and unpaused the game. He sat naked in front of the TV, focused once more on the screen. “Boys and their toys!” You giggle shaking your head at him.


D- “That is actually kinda creepy”
R- “Stop touching me Dean, you’re a man, you shouldn’t be scared”
S- “He lost his manliness when he dyed his hair pink”
D- “Shut up Seth!”
You- “I’m not the only "dog” here! You used to wear collars and had a chain attached to it Dean!“