I wanted to thank everyone for your kind reception to my first fan fic ever, Accidents Happen. I’m blown away by the number of likes, reblogs, and follows I’ve received. Thank you so much! I’m glad I took the leap and hit “post” when I almost didn’t. :)
I haven’t stopped thinking about what might happen next with the characters, and have a lot of time thinking at work, so I decided to do a follow-up story! I’m not sure if this will become a series type thing, but I know there’s more possible story to tell, so we shall see. :D
Let me know your thoughts and comments! And please check out the notes at the end of post. :)
And thanks for the encouragement @you-and-bucky ! Hope you enjoy it :)
p.s. I tie music and lyrics to every part of my life, so naturally I put them in a story too. I hope the songs fit in well like I imagined.
Summary: Occurs just after the events of Accidents Happen. Reader and Bucky become more emotionally intimate after getting physical ;) . They talk about the past and the possibility of a future.
Warnings: Sexy fluff I guess? Still not one for smut. :) One swear word (about the only time I’ll do that is in song lyrics)
You breathed a happy sigh, tired and invigorated at the same time.
Lying on your stomach in bed, Bucky beside you drawing circles with his fingers on your bare back, there was nowhere else in the world you’d rather be. It was late morning by now, the past few hours spent making love, laughing, talking, and just enjoying each other’s company in your happy little cocoon.
Nursey walks into the Haus to a familiar, but still
strange, occurrence. Loud music is being blasted from somewhere within the
Haus, and typically, during kegsters or when Bitty is baking, this would make
sense. But it’s six in the afternoon on a Tuesday and Bitty is visiting Jack in
an impromptu I-need-cuddles-from-my-boyfriend trip. So there is, logically, no
reason for incredibly loud music to be playing right now.
Nursey follows the sound of Adam Levine’s voice singing
about sugar up the first flight of stairs to the attic. He knocks several
times, but the music is too loud, so he assumes that nothing obscene is
happening behind the door. He really doesn’t think that Ransom would allow
Holster to put on Maroon 5 when they fuck, so he hopes it’s safe (of course,
that’s also assuming that they’re fucking, but like half of Nursey’s life is
based on assumptions so).
When he pushes open the door he finds a sight he never
could have dreamed of. All the dirty laundry, discarded papers, and stray
objects in the attic have been pushed to the outskirts of the room to create,
what seems to be, a dance floor. And utilizing that floor is none other than
Ransom and… Dex.
A dance party has broken out in the Haus attic, including
Ransom, the typical stressed out ecosystem who definitely has a test tomorrow,
and Dex, resident poindexter. Like, literally. And not only that, but the
playlist seems to consists of mostly fast-beat pop songs and angry teen music.
He’s pretty sure he heard some Black Parade on when he first walked into the
Haus. Now he’s drifting into thoughts of Dex wearing eyeliner and ripped black
jeans and… what was happening?
You sighed as you stared at the ceiling of your hotel room, silently laying on your back waiting for your alarm to go off. Ever sense you had gotten the news that you would be brought up to the main roster you had a hard time sleeping, you were just too excited. The sound of your alarm rang through the room breaking the silence. You shot up and quickly rolled out of the bed, and headed to the little kitchen to make yourself something to eat. “Main roster, main roster, main roster.” You sung to yourself in a whisper as you danced around the room. When you finally sat down at your table with a bagel and glass of orange juice, you couldn’t stop yourself from thinking about what you were going to wear. Normally you wouldn’t have put much effort into your looks, knowing that you’d get your hair and makeup done again anyways, but somehow knowing that you were most likely going to bump into a certain Samoan made you want to look your best. It’s not like I even stand a chance, any single women on the roster would be more than happy to date him. You tried to shake the negative thoughts of your head as you swallowed the bite of your bagel and then chugged down your orange juice. Once you put your dishes into the sink you headed to your bags and pulled out an outfit that consisted of a grey crop top, black jeans, a flannel around your waist, and your favourite pair of ankle boots. You then moved into the bathroom, shuffling the music on your phone before you analyzed yourself in the mirror, debating what to do with your hair and makeup. Choosing to pull your hair into two messy dutch braids you then debated what to do to your face for a bit longer before deciding to do something a bit more natural. When you were finished you quickly grabbed your bag that was full of what you needed before heading out your hotel room door.
You smiled the entire drive to the arena and the already huge grin on your face somehow got bigger once you pulled into the parking lot. Once you parked your car you took a minute to take a few calming breaths before you did a little celebration dance in your seat. You flinched back and yelped when you looked to your left only to see a grinning face pressed against your window. “Bayley.” You gasped out as you slid out of your car a moment later, clutching a hand to your chest dramatically. Your old friend giggled at your reaction before bringing you into one of her tight signature hugs. Hugging her back you smiled as you remembered all the crazy stuff the two of you had gotten into at NXT before she was drafted. You pulled away from her to grab your bag from your car just before she started pulling you toward the entrance. “Okay, okay I’m coming.” You chuckled making her stop dragging you behind her and rather walk closely beside you. Bayley was chatting your ear off as you both entered the building and you were than happy to listen about her adventures she’d had on the roster. As she led you around she showed you everything and told you everything you needed to know, also introducing you to anyone you passed. “So…” Bayley started with an innocent look on her face making you raise a brow at her. “You still got that thing for Reigns?” She asked making you gasp and cover her mouth with your hand. “Not so loud Bayley!” You started urgently, looking around to see if anyone noticed. “Besides, I never had a thing for him.” You brought your hand away from her face after shooting her a stern look. “You’re right.” Bayley put her hands in the air as if she was surrendering. “You were in love with him.” She smirked at you making your eyes widen and a red blush form on your face. Shaking your head no you went to argue but Bayley beat you to it “And based on that reaction, I’d say you still are.” When you opened your mouth to say something Bayley sent you a look that told you that you couldn’t lie to her. “Maybe…” You trailed off making your friend smile widely at you. “What if you two date?” She started making you swat her arm but grin a little bit anyways. “I talk to him, I could set you up Y/N/N.” She gave you an excited look that worried you slightly. “Bayley, promise me you won’t tell him anything.” You stopped walking and gave her a serious look. She struggled with herself for a second but sighed and nodded her head, promising not to tell Roman about your secret affection for him. “Come on, I’ll show you the ring.” You nodded at her suggestion, missing the mischievous smirk on her face. The two of you made more casual small talk on your way to the gorilla. You were smiling as you stepped through the black curtain and took a few steps before seeing who was in the ring and attempting to turn right around and walk away. Bayley caught your arm however and turned you back to face the ring “Oops, what a coincidence. Let’s go say hi.” Bayley forced you to walk with her towards the ring, the fake smile on your face obvious to her but no one else. You were led to the girls standing on the side of the ring, one of them blonde and the other had dark pink hair. Hopping onto the apron after Bayley you let your friend introduce you to the other women that seemed nice. “Nice to meet you Y/N, I’m Sasha and this is Renee.” The girl with pink hair smiled and then gestured to the petite blonde that waved at you. The four of you had started a small conversation as you got to know Renee and Sasha. Your conversation was interrupted by the sound of a body slamming into the canvas and a loud groan. All of you looked back to the ring quickly to see Roman standing over the guy you had been told was Dean. Roman was chuckling and held out a hand to his friend who took it and got up quickly, jokingly shoving Romans shoulder once he was up. “Boys, come meet Y/N!” Renee called out to them before they started sparring again. Her words made you squeak slightly causing Sasha to raise a curious brow at you while Bayley laughed hysterically at the situation you were in. You turned to Bayley, trying to get her to shut up and when you turned back to the ring Roman Reigns was standing right in front of you. Your eyes widened and you would’ve fallen off the apron if it weren’t for Sasha and Bayley pushing you back towards the ropes. The god in front of you laughed and ran a hand through his long hair, waiting for you to introduce yourself. “Hi.” You said simply before you realized you didn’t tell him your name. “Oh! My names Y/N.” You giggled awkwardly and scratched the back of your head in nervousness. “Nice to meet you. I’m Roman.” He held out his hand to you and you hesitantly took it in yours. “I know.” The words slipped out before you realized what was happening. Bayley had to turn her head and shut her eyes tightly to try and hold in her laughter while Renee and Sasha giggled quietly at you. “Oh god.” You muttered to yourself, mentally cursing yourself. The sudden realization that you still had his hand in yours made your face feel hot “Good.” His simple answer to your awkward comment made you blush even more than you were already were. You pulled your hand out of his grip a moment later and faced Dean who was smirking at you and his best friend with a raised brow. “Dean.” He nodded at you simply making you smile and nod back. “Well, it was nice to meet you Y/N but we should get back to sparring.” Dean said before he dragged Roman back into the middle of the ring. “Ooh.” Renee teased once the boys were gone. “What was that?” Sasha grinned and nudged you playfully. “Just her dreams coming true.” Bayley blurted out before you could say anything. “Bayley.” You hissed and went to go hit her arm. “I could see it.” Renee looked between you and Roman with a small smile. “See! I told you!” Bayley flailed her arms dramatically. “Don’t look now but he’s staring at you.” Sasha spoke lowly to you making you look to the middle of the ring. Sure enough you made eye contact with Roman and when you did he sent you a cocky smirk and didn’t break eye contact until Dean hit him. “I’m over here.” You heard Dean tell Roman before going to hit him again. “What was that?! I said don’t look.” Sasha laughed and raised her brows at you. “Oops.” You laughed and started to blush for what felt like the 50th time in the past 45 minutes.
You were dancing around backstage with music blaring out of your phone, trying to get pumped up for your match later. You had been touring with the main roster for months and were currently involved in a storyline with Roman, much to your enjoyment. He’d show up to your matches and you’d go to his, there was constant flirting between the two of you but you weren’t a couple according to the WWE universe. You were still somewhat awkward with Roman off screen, but onscreen the chemistry you had together really helped sell the story to the fans. As you spun around you came face to chest with the one person you didn’t want to catch you dancing embarrassingly. “This you getting ready to walk out with me?” His deep voice sent chills through you. “Oh yeah. I’m gonna dance out.” You nodded and prayed that you didn’t sound as awkward as you thought you did. “Please do.” He laughed making you start to giggle as well. “We could both dance out.” You nodded and pointed your finger at him jokingly. “What, like this?” He grabbed your hands in his and started swinging you around in some strange type of dance. Laughing you tried to keep up with him and let him spin you whenever he felt like it. As the two of you continued dancing goofily you didn’t notice Renee standing off to the side, filming you two for the WWE snapchat with a smirk on her face. A few minutes later you two stopped your silly movements and just laughed together, attempting to catch your breath. “We should probably get going.” You smiled once you had managed to stop laughing. Roman nodded and slowly let go of your hand before you two headed off together.
You stood tucked into Romans side waiting for his music to hit, absentmindedly playing with the ends of his hair. The music started and you both walked out together, stopping at the top of the ramp, you jutting your hip out and him looking at the crowd with his signature smirk. You then continued down the ramp, smiling and waving at the fans closest to the barricade. The two of you ran and jumped onto the side of the ring at the same time before you let him step through the ropes first. As he bent over to fit underneath the top rope you brought your hand down to hit his firm bottom making him look at you with raised brows and the crowd to go wild. Winking at him you shrugged before stepping into the ring as well, looking around at the fans with a wide grin on your face. Your smile faded and you made your way back to Roman’s side as the lights dimmed and The Miz’s theme started. Once him and Maryse had gotten into the ring and finished their entrance you headed out of the ring and stood next to each other. You glared at each other as if you hated one another, when in real life you were actually friends. As the match progressed Maryse would yell things at Roman in order to distract him and you’d do the same to Miz. You and Maryse would get into each others faces every once in a while to create more drama. Roman was about to get the three count when Maryse quickly slid into the ring and stopped the pin, and once the shock wore off you quickly followed after her. The platinum blonde was pulling at Roman’s hair and he couldn’t pull her off, for risk of hurting her in some way. Miz was starting to recover so you quickly ran at Maryse and tackled her, sending both of you flying out of the ring and into the barrier. “Oh! There’s Y/N saving Reigns from Maryses attacks!” You heard one of the announce guys yell as the crowd cheered loudly. Using the barrier to help pull yourself up you managed to see Roman spear Miz and then get the three count. Cheering loudly you ignored the sore feeling in your back and quickly made your way into the ring. Roman caught you in a big bear hug and spun you around a few times making you laugh and cling onto him tighter. “Good job-” You were cut off by Romans mouth pressing against yours. You widened your eyes in shock as the crowd cheered loudly. You felt him begin to pull away so you quickly kissed him back making him smile into the kiss. After a few seconds you pulled away just enough to look at him with a wide grin. “That wasn’t part of the plan.” You breathed out making him smile and shake his head at you. “That was my plan sense the moment I saw you baby girl.” His words made your cheeks turn bright red. “I’m always making you blush. It’s cute.” He teased you making you roll your eyes and pull him into another sweet kiss. “Shut up and kiss me Reigns.” You mumbled just before your lips merged with his, causing sparks to course through your body once again.
Dancetale main+grillby so never dancing with them until they go ice skating and they ask them to skate with them comepletely kill it with a routine
Don’t ice scaters take dance classes anyways? Like ballet and maybe some others, in order to understand particular motions and rhythms? I’m operating under this assumption for this ask. - Mod Sync
Initially, he was a little confused. He’s seen you practice dancing in the dance hall, but you never danced outside of that, even when asked. But, he thinks he understands. Maybe you’re just too shy? Or is it something deeper, that keeps you from dancing? And then you hit the ice and he remembers that oh yeah, this is considered dancing in some ways. And stars, you just come alive on the ice. He’s left in awe and a little flustered, but he’s quick to hide it with a pun.
He’s a little sad that you won’t dance with him. You practice so hard and yet you won’t dance with anyone?! He fears that maybe you’re like Sans in that something happened to make you stop. Then you get to the ice rink and show off and it clicks that you didn’t dance not because you didn’t want to, but because your dancing involved certain conditions! Lucky for you, The Great Papyrus is also rather skilled on ice, though don’t let him attempt to throw you just yet.
PUNK, WHY WONT YOU DANCE WITH HER!? She’s more upset than she lets on that you won’t dance with her. She’s seen how you work yourself into exhaustion in practice, yet you won’t dance when anyone asks! You’ll have to get her to the rink quick before she tries to initiate any surprise dance battles. Once you’ve shown off, she understands why you couldn’t dance with her the way you’d want to. She’s really impressed though, she’s seen Papyrus do little tricks on the ice back in the Underground, but you absolutely slay.
She’s pretty nervous about dancing with you in general, but she can’t help the slight disappointment that she feels when you refuse. You practice so hard! Are you just too scared? Then you’re flying on the ice and she’s very suprized! She’s heard that ice skating is very difficult and taxing, so she’s very impressed with how skilled you are. Now she understands why you couldn’t show of your dance to anyone, it’s quite hard to ice skate with no ice rink!
He’s a little sad you won’t dance with him. He’s not sure if it’s because he’s made of fire, or because Salsa is very flashy, (he would never do any fire dancing that is in any way unsafe), but he’s still disappointed. He knows you practice something, and he really wants to know what. He’s lost when you take him to the ice rink, but once he sees you spin and jump so skillfully, he understands. The irony of the entire situation isn’t lost on him. Of course the man of fire would fall for an ice skater.