26 | She/her | A hug from Roman Reigns would fix me actually | "Filthy little freak" for the OTC, it's giving... debauchery. | Black girl magic. check out the #give black women their flowers!!!🌸🌺🌻🌹🌷🌼💐 tag on my blog for masterlists of amazing work written by black women for black women ♡ Samoan Dynasty historian. 1,316 days, bitches!! Safe space for alphabet mafia babes and bipoc community 💖💛💙 Married 💍 9/13/24 kink friendly ⛓️... 🔞 MDNI
Hi, Everyone. I'm Luna. 26. She/Her. MDNI. I've been a wrestling fan since the early 00s and a Roman Reigns stan since the second he debuted with the shield. He was/is my first, current and forever wrestling crush 💕 I'm here to post fan art, fan fiction (all of my OCs are black women!), edits and occasionally shitpost 💖 debauchery is my brand. I'm an unashamed "filthy little freak".
As someone who deals with chronic illness/pain + Mental illness, some days I question my ability to push through, and when that happens I am able to remind myself that Joe Anoa'i does it everyday and so can I. This man right here is my inspiration. This man is my hero. It really is that deep for some of us. Wrestling and fandom in general can be that deep!I'm a huge Roman Reigns fan but I'm a Joe Anoa'i fan above all. He also reminds me that while I can fight through it and push myself, it's okay to take the rest I need. One of the billion reasons he's my GOAT ☝🏾 "I can, I will."
Roman Reigns (Obviously my #1 always and forever)
Jey Uso
Jimmy Uso
Naomi
Jacob Fatu
Zilla Fatu
Solo Sikoa
The Samoan Dynasty as a whole (Journey, Lance, Thamiko, The Rock, Tamina, Nia, Rikishi, Umaga, Yokozuna, Samoan Storm/Manu, Black Pearl, Samu, Tonga Kid, Tama Tonga and more. I love that whole family.)
(a/n: kinda dove into my love of the conjuring universe with this one. This story is darker then most that I've written, but I wanted to do something different)
Warnings: possession, child d*ath (though it's not gone into detail about how, mentions of alcohol, reincarnation
Tag list: @acknowledge-reigns @lov3rla03 @beccalynns-world @romanswifey @4ngelicsw4n @91062854-ka
Havenpoint, a quiet town just outside Seattle. It's far enough away from the city life, yet close enough when needed. It's far from the loud noises of the city, something that's soothing to Chloe's mind.
Having just gotten divorced last year, she's finally getting a fresh start. Her son, Alexander is at her side. He's 12 now, and looks every bit like a perfect mix of Chloe and his father.
"I hope I get my own room" he groans, clearly not wanting to share a room with his younger sister, Ophelia. She's on the opposite side of Chloe, sticking her tongue out at her brother. She's Chloe's mini. Every bit her mother made over. She's two years younger then Alexander, but twice as fiery.
"I don't wanna share a room with you either" Chloe teases her brother, sticking her tongue out at him.
"mom! Please tell me I don't have to share a room with her" Alexander groans.
Chloe laughs softly "you don't, you both get your own rooms"
Alexander and Ophelia smile at each other "yes!" They both shout at the same time, making Chloe laugh.
"come on, let's head in. We'll order pizza in a while" Chloe smiles at her kids.
Chloe unlocks the door to the house, the door creaking open. Ophelia runs inside and up the stairs to pick a room, Alexander right behind her "hey! No fair, I wanna pick rooms first" Alexander calls after his sister.
Ophelia finds the bigger of the 3 rooms, running into it and locking the door behind her, giggling as she does. Alexander groans annoyedly "ugh! Why couldn't I have been an only child"
Chloe laughs from the hallway, before she knocks on the door to the room that Ophelia is in "Ophelia rose, open this door"
Chloe hears the door unlock, and Ophelia's eyes meet hers "don't torment your brother" Chloe says gently, yet firmly.
Ophelia nods, knowing her mother is serious.
"let's explore the rest of the house" Chloe smiles, turning to see both her kids faces light up.
Chloe heads downstairs, while Alexander and Ophelia stay upstairs. As Chloe walks down the hallway, the light above her head flickers "already?" She sighs. It's an annoyance but not anything that's not easily fixed.
She continues down the hallway, until she gets to the basement stairs. On the basement door is a glaring warning, one that Chloe knows she can't let her kids see.
Chloe swallows hard, the door has a spray paint all over it, with get out written in the middle. Her heart races in her chest, wondering what she got herself into with this house.
Ophelia suddenly screams upstairs, an earpiecing, terrified scream that makes Chloe's blood run cold.
Chloe runs screaming for her daughter, not noticing the basement has cracked, without her ever opening it.
"Ophelia!" Chloe yells to her daughter, running up the stairs. She finds Chloe huddled in the corner, terrified. Alexander is frozen in place.
Chloe walks towards her son, putting her hand on his shoulder "Alex?" Chloe whispers softly.
"get out" when Chloe hears how deep Alexander's voice is, she freezes. He turns to look at his mother. His once bright eyes are gone, replaced by solid black eyes.
Chloe can't move, her feet are rooted to the spot in terror. Alex's movements are jerky, twisted and completely unnatural.
"mommy" Ophelia yells out, seemingly snapping Chloe out of her trance. She grabs her son, reaching for Ophelia, who runs to her mother immediately. Alexander is still twitching unnaturally, in Chloe's grip.
"Alex, look at me" Chloe pleads, watching her son snap his head towards her with jerky movements.
Chloe closes her eyes, humming softly. Alex begins to twitch even harder "stop!" Alex yells, his voice otherworldly. His movements become even more jerky as he slaps Chloe across the face. Chloe is taken aback for a moment, but realizes that it's not her son doing this.
She can't leave him, but she has to get Ophelia somewhere safe before she can do anything. She grabs her daughter, running down the stairs. She grabs her phone and quickly calls for help.
1 year later
Chloe has tried to heal as best she can. Having lost a child is something that no parent should ever have to experience. Not being able to explain what happened makes it even worse.
Her and Ophelia sit at the table one night, eating pizza like they always did "mama" Ophelia says softly.
Chloe looks up at her daughter, seeing concern etched in her daughter's face "yeah baby?"
"I miss seeing you smile" Ophelia says softly.
The words are so innocent, yet something in them breaks Chloe's heart. She hasn't smiled since she lost her son, or she's given fake smiles.
"I tell you what baby, how about this weekend, you go stay with grandma and mama will go do something that makes her smile" Chloe says softly, seemingly appeasing her daughter.
"tomorrow is Friday, are you gonna go after I get home from school?" Ophelia asks.
Chloe looks at her daughter, seeing the sadness and longing in her eyes "yeah baby, I'm gonna go after school." Chloe presses a gentle kiss her her daughter's forehead.
The next evening, Chloe takes Ophelia to her mother's, heading out with some friends. She's needed to get out for a long time after what happened.
She meets them at a bar, one she's been to many times before, but something about it tonight seems different. The feeling of heaviness when she walks into the room is one she can't explain.
Her heart races as she looks for her friends, she knows this is the one she's supposed to meet them at, but they're no where in sight "maybe they're on their way and I'm just early" she says to herself.
Then she looks at her phone, her heart feeling like it's going to come up her throat "where are you? We've been at the bar for 20 minutes"
Chloe looks around, seeing no one she recognizes, but the heaviness in the air remains "what is this place?"
"you look lost" a deep voice from behind her says. She jumps slightly, turning around to see a handsome man in a black suit.
Chloe swallows hard "I... I think I'm in the wrong bar. I'm supposed to be meeting some of my friends"
A smile flashes across his face. It's a smile that would charm most, but Chloe isn't so easily swayed "why does it feel so heavy in here?"
His smile falters slightly, but he recovers quickly "which bar did you say your friends were at?" He asks, his voice smooth as whiskey.
Chloe looks at him for a moment, confusion written on her face "it was supposed to be this one"
He smirks "perhaps your friends ghosted you?"
Chloe looked at him for a moment, her irritation starting to reach the surface. Her eyes gave away the she was irritated, but that's exactly what he wanted.
He had missed her fire that he saw millennia ago, but she didn't know who she was yet, nor did she know who he was.
"I don't have time for this" she said, starting to walk towards the door.
Before she could take two steps, he grabbed her wrist, gently but firmly.
"leaving so soon?" He asked, the smile he had from before returning.
She swallowed hard, her pupils dialated when she met his gaze "yes..." She said, pulling her hand away "...I am"
He smirked, before he pulled her towards him, his eyes bored into hers. His gaze was intense, almost predatory, yet underneath was longing "no.. you aren't"
Hia hands moved to her hips, pressing her body against his. The feeling of having her pressed against him after so long made him ache with need "you're staying with me, Lilith" he said, his eyes turning solid black as desire courses through him.
She froze, her heart racing against her chest "w-what did you just-" he let her go, stepping back.
He smirked, feeling a shift in her soul. He knew he'd found his Lilith, but she wasn't ready yet "when your ready, I'll tell you. For now..." He held out his hand, gesturing for her to take it "come, I have much to show you"
She didn't know why, but something made her take his hand. He wrapped his massive hand around her smaller one.
