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Happy Anniversary | Roman Reigns x Reader

warnings: heavy smut, cursing, loss of virginity.

word count: 1.8k

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|Today was August 8, or in other words Roman Reigns’ and I 6 month anniversary. You and Roman were a perfect match you both were so similar to each other. You both always kept each other laughing, and you kept each other happy. Roman always told you that you were the one that was made just for him and you both truly believe that. Which is why you felt guilty for not showing Roman how much he meant to you by having sex with him yet. Being with a man that looked like Roman Reigns and not having sex with him would seem nearly impossible but you were a virgin and in all honesty you were just scared. You and Roman would have make out sessions that came close but you always stopped him before it crossed that line with a lie or excuse. You felt worst every time you did it but for some reason you just feared the thought of being vulnerable to a man like that and the pain that came with it, especially with a man of Roman’s tall and muscular size and a woman of my curvy but short size. But Roman never pressured you to or questioned you further as to why you never wanted to have sex but you could tell he was getting frustrated with you even though he would never admit it even if I asked. Roman treated you just like the queen he knew you were. He really did love you and he showed you with his words and his actions which is why you decided our 6 month anniversary was the perfect time to face your fears after all you knew with Roman there was nothing to be afraid of.|

I had just walked through the front door of Roman and I’s 2 Story home. I placed my car keys in the bowl by the door and kicked off my sandals. I walked all through the front of the house searching for him, but he was nowhere to be found. Our house was huge and I had no idea where he could be so I called out his name a couple times from various rooms until I finally got a “In here babygirl!” from what seemed like our dining room. Finally I reached our dining room and when I opened the swinging door to it, it revealed a scene that made me smile so wide my cheeks and lips hurt. Roman had the whole room in the low light setting while lit by the candles on the table and a string of lights that lined the ceiling, the entire floor was covered in red and white rose pedals, the table had a beautiful white cloth on it that displayed a vase of 12 roses and each rose had a note in it that you later read and found out that it was 12 reasons why he loves you but the food may have been the best part, Roman cooked you your favorite meal: spaghetti and meatballs

with salad.

The whole time we ate, my mind raced and I got more nervous by the minute knowing it was a minute closer to losing my virginity. I had faded out of listening to Roman until he called my name in a serious tone causing me to snap out of my thoughts.

Roman: “Babygirl? Y/n? Y/n??”

Me: “Hmm? Yeah? I’m sorry baby. I’m listening.”

Roman: “Did you like my surprise?”

Me: “Of course I did! The spaghetti was amazinggg. I loved it and I love you!” *I grabbed Roman’s face with both hands and planted a huge kiss on his lips.*

Roman: “Mm thank you. And I have another surprise for you, baby girl.” *Roman flashed a bright smile at me and took my hand and lead me to the bedroom.*

I smiled as I smelled all the scented candles and fragrant flowers Roman had scattered all over the room. I glanced around and our bedroom looked the exact same except the bed sheets had been changed to red silk. The sexual gesture made my heart race even more if that was possible. I assume Roman noticed my discomfort as a apologetic look painted his face and he took me in his arms and leaned down to be level with me as

he spoke.

Roman: “I’m so sorry y/n. I didn’t mean it as a advance or anything. Honestly. I just thought we could cuddle and watch movies or something. We really don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. I mean I’d love to take you, but not a second before you’re ready.”

I bit my lip and decided it’s now or never. I threw caution to the wind as I threw my arms around Roman’s neck and forcefully kissed him in the best way I could convey to him “I am ready”. Roman understood and tapped my butt twice to gesture me to jump. He caught me as I did and I wrapped my legs around him then he effortlessly walked both of us to our king size bed and laid me gently down on the new silk. Roman was still in between my legs as he hovered over me propped up on his forearms. He moved my hair out of my face before he questioned me.

Roman: “Y/n, love. Are you sure this is what you want? You always seemed like this is the last thing you’d ever wanna do.”

I never gave any thought as to how I’d tell him but I just figured it’s best to just tell him straight.

Y/n: “Roman, we’ve never had sex because I’m a Virgin and I’m scared.”

A wild look of disbelief spread on Roman’s face as he studied my face for a sign of me joking but once he realized I wasn’t his expression soften and he spoke to me in the most calming voice I’d ever heard from him.

Roman: “A woman as amazing and sexy as you? A virgin? You never cease to amaze me my love. I’d be privileged to be your first, that is if you’ll have me?”

I smiled as I looked into Roman’s beautiful grey eyes and read nothing but passion and love. I softly kissed his lips before answering him, “I wouldn’t want it to be anybody else.”

Roman kissed my forehead then purred in my ear, “I know you’re nervous but try and relax because I’m going take care of you. Believe that.”

With that, Roman trailed a line of light kisses along my jawline, to my lips, down the side of my neck, over the bump of my breast then stopped in the middle of them right above my tight black dress. I sat up and raised my arms up so Roman could peel it off of me once my dress was off, his hands traveled up my back stopping at my bra clasps and briefly toyed with it before unhooking it and slipping that off of me too. I laid back down half naked as Roman knelt at the end of the bed, admiring my body from head to toe. Roman hovered over me again kissing me as he ran his rough hands down the sides of my body causing goosebumps to form in their trails. I squirmed at his touch until his hands stopped at the sides of my panties and he hooked two fingers and pulled them down to my ankles. Roman stood and undressed himself in front of me.

I was mesmerized by his light, muscular, tattooed body. Until he dropped his pants and boxer and freed his 8 inch dick. My heart began racing. This being my first time I didn’t know if I could take all that. Roman sensed my skepticism as he situated himself hovering over me between my legs.

“Hey, hey, hey. Relax babygirl. I’ll be gentle I promise.” I kissed Roman, telling him I believed him. He reached between us and lined himself up with my entrance and looked me in my eyes and asked “Do you trust me?” My heart jumped at how sentimental he was being and said “With my life.” And with that, he slowly pushed himself completely inside me. Tears began to form in my eyes from the pain and pressure but I shut them tightly so I wouldn’t cry in front of Roman and make him think he did something wrong.

He tangled his large hands in my hair and whispered in my ear, distracting me from the pain, “Im sorry love. I know it hurts but you’re doing great. I‘m so in love with you. Thank you for letting me be your first.” I loved Romans sweet everythings but I was finally comfortable enough for him to fuck me, I cut him off with a “I’m ready.”

Roman began slowly stroking me, keeping a strong but soft sex face as he watched mine.

As the time went by he began going faster and deeper until we were both sweating and I was a heaving mess underneath him holding onto his strong biceps with all my strength with nothing but his name and curse words coming from my mouth.

Finally, I felt a certain sensation in my stomach I bit my lip and breathed out to Roman: “I’m about to cum, Rome.” Roman kissed me and in the sexiest voice I’d ever heard him speak in he purred back, “Come on daddy’s dick, babygirl.” Roman and I both had a daddy kink and that one sentence sent me over the edge. Roman’s eyes never left my face as I gripped the sheets with my toes, my hands clawed at Roman’s arms and shoulders, my eyes rolled back, and my pussy clamped around Roman’s sending him too over the edge. He finally broke his gaze from my face as he threw his head back and loudly moaned my name out and quickly pulled out of my sensitive pussy, shooting his warm seed on my stomach. Roman collapsed beside me on the bed with a arm draped over my breasts with his long, raven hair a mess all over the bed. We both laid there exhausted, trying to come down from the high, Roman got up first to get a rag to clean me up with.

Roman kissed my body from my feet up to my stomach then gently swiped the rag over it cleaning up his evidence of a passionate night. Roman threw the rag in the laundry basket then climbed in bed behind me and held me tightly. All I could think about was the beautiful night we just shared and how deeply in love with him I was as I fought my sleep. Soon, sleep overtook me and the last thing I heard before drifting off was “Thank you for the best anniversary gift ever, babygirl.” And with that I smiled myself to sleep knowing I couldn’t be happier.

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Help Wanted!!!

Okaay, I just started school again so I barely have any down time anymore to write fics and imagines. Soooo it’d be amazing if someone would help me with creating prompts and writing for my blog. I love y’all so much and I swear I’m not trying to be lazy, but I’m drowning in school work but I still want keep my blog up and keep giving y’all imagines. So If you’re interested, please inbox me:) it’d be really appreciated!! && thank y’all so much for 200 followers, that’s crazy I love y’all.❤️

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That wasn’t the deal part 2

| Dean Ambrose x Reader

Summary: A week after that one heartbreaking night, the reader finally confronts Dean for a real explanation. And with both of them under the influence, she gets a truth she never seen coming.

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: slight angst

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I slowly blinked my eyes open from their morning heaviness and immediately sat up as I saw how bright the sun was. A fatal movement that caused every inch of my head to begin pounding. I buried my head in my hands as memories from last night flooded back into my brain. I squeezed my eyes shut, refusing to cry over a man like Dean Ambrose again. After a few moments, I looked over at the alarm clock on the nightstand, pushed the cover to the side, and jumped out of the bed as I read: 2:07 pm.

“Fuck!” I cursed to myself as I scrambled to my suitcase, picking out a quick outfit to put on. I settled for some black nike sweatpants and a white t-shirt. I slipped on my white running shoes after collecting my hair into a messy bun. I didn’t even have time to shower but it’s not like I had anyone to look cute for anymore.

I collected my bag, suitcase, keycard, phone, and car keys and began hurrying out the door. I paused as I passed by the bathroom and caught a reflection of myself in the mirror, I looked like I’d been through hell and back. My face displayed a appearance of distress, fatigue, and sadness. Especially my eyes, that were red and puffy from crying myself to sleep last night. I stared blankly at myself for a couple moments, took a deep breath and left. I had to get out of that room and away from the painful memories it held.

Finally arriving, I quickly grabbed my things and headed into the arena. I walked around the huge building until I found backstage, I immediately went to catering remembering I skipped breakfast and lunch. As soon as I walked through the door, my eyes scanned the room for food but fell on a table in the back corner, and sitting at it was the last person on earth I wanted to see right now, Dean.

He wasn’t alone though, Renee was sitting beside him as they both carried on a seemingly funny conversation judging by the way they were both in the middle of a laughter fit. And suddenly, hunger wasn’t the feeling I felt anymore, I quickly turned around and walked out of catering and found my way to my locker room before I fell apart all over again.

And that was how my next few days would go, walking around lonely with a broken heart trying to avoid Dean and Renee who coincidently seemed to be at my every turn.

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Raw had just ended and where normally most superstars would go to their hotel and call it a night, I decided to go to a local bar and just let loose a little, after the week I had I needed it.

I had already drunk 2 beers, enough to loosen me up but not enough to get me drunk. But I wanted to be drunk because I wanted more than anything to be able to forget the one thing that was all I thought about, I wanted to be able to finally feel nothing. But just as I was about to head to the bar for another one, in walked Dean Ambrose, but surprisingly Renee wasn’t with him which was weird because I remembered Dean and I would always drink together.

I managed to keep him from spotting me as I got my beer and I tried my best to ignore him as he sat down at the bar, but the alcohol in my system just made it even harder to ignore my heartache when the one who caused it was sitting right in front of my face. But the one question that kept running through my mind that I never asked myself before now was “Why couldn’t it have been me?” and after I downed my 3rd beer, I couldn’t ignore my thoughts anymore. With the help of my liquid courage, I sat down on a stool at the bar right beside him catching his attention but to my surprise his face wasn’t cold and standoffish like he was the last time we’d spoke. He almost seemed happy to see me.

“Y/n..what are you doing here?” Dean asked me in almost a relieved tone. Seeing his face again for the time since the hotel room, didn’t make me sad or angry it just made me confused. I never got a real explanation as to why he really ended what we had.

And right now, since both of us were under the influence, I decided it’s now or never. So I cut straight to my point, “Dean, what we had is over. I understand that. But I loved you, and for some reason I thought you loved me too. And you leaving hurt me so much more than it should’ve and I just want-no I need to know, why? What changed? Why couldn’t it have been me instead of Renee?”, I poured my heart out and immediately scanned Dean’s face for a reaction after I finished.

Dean had sealed his eyes shut and threw his head back, as he seemed to be trying to brace himself. I waited for what seemed like hours for Dean to give me any kind of reaction. I began to think I’d made a mistake until he suddenly turned and dropped his head and opened his eyes to met my eye contact. As we stared into each other eyes, Dean’s displayed something completely opposite that they did that night at the hotel, but I couldn’t tell what.

The silence was finally broken by Dean confessing the last thing I ever expected to hear, “You’re right. I do love you.”

My heart skipped a beat after I heard those 4 words. The man I loved, did love me back. But my face twisted into even more confusion as I really thought about it. And the more I thought, the more it just didn’t make sense. I questioned him, “But, if you loved me back, why would you leave?”

Dean’s eyes fell down to his beer bottle before he replied, “Darlin’ letting you go was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I’m sorry but I had to do it...for you. It scared me hard and fast I fell for you, I could see that you did too... and I knew I had end it before it got too far. Ya see I’m not the kinda guy that‘s good for a girl like you. You deserve better, and I had to push you away and let you see the real me so you’d realize that too.”

My expression soften and my heart kind of ached for Dean as he spilled his out to me. How could a he think he wasn’t good enough? He was everything I ever wanted. But anger began to surface in me too as I remembered that even in spite of all this, he did choose Renee over me as I finally spoke again, “Dean, you’re wrong. You were’t perfect but you were for me. You were all I could ever ask for. But you never even gave me a chance to prove that to you, for real...But you chose that with another woman. Why couldn’t have been me instead of Renee?”

Dean sighed as he lifted his eyes from the bottle and back at me and as our gaze met, I realized I’d never seen him so vulnerable before but I tried to refocus my attention on what he saying as he answered my question, “Renee and I aren’t really together. I lied about the dates with Renee because I needed something to hurt you enough to stay away. I only hung out with her so much afterwards as a distraction, a cover up from how much I really wanted you. I thought maybe, just maybe, if I tried hard enough with Renee, I’d stop loving you. But she isn’t you. And it isn’t working.”

I just stared at Dean as a million thoughts ran through my mind, I was speechless. At this point, everything was starting to make sense to me. I could tell just by the look in Dean’s eyes, everything he was telling me was true. But what I couldn’t tell was how I felt about everything I’d learned tonight, I was being hit with almost every emotion at once. And I don’t know if it was the alcohol or just my pure instinct but I brought my hand up to the side of Dean’s face and leaned into him, and pressed my lips against his. Dean immediately kissed me back with a passion I’d never known or felt before.

When we finally broke the kiss, our eyes quickly traveled each other’s faces because neither one of us knew what this all really meant. I spoke first and asked the question both of us were wondering, “So what does all this mean?”

Dean’s stared blankly at me for a moment before a smile tugged at the side of his mouth and he replied, “That there was always a us.”

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That wasn’t the deal | Dean Ambrose x Reader

Prompt: “There was never a us.”

Summary: Dean and the reader have been a thing for months now, and the reader is just awaiting the day Dean asks her to be his. But one visit to her hotel room turns her world upside down in a way she never saw coming.

Warnings: Angst, slight cussing.

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I was sleeping in my hotel room when I was startled awake by the sound of my room door clicking open. My heart started racing for a moment but I instantly calmed down, realizing it was just Dean Ambrose.

Dean and I always snuck in each other’s hotel rooms at night to hang out after all the other superstars had finally went to sleep. But by “hang out” I meant we’d have sex. Earth shattering sex. Dean was everything and more that a woman could ask for in bed.

But Dean and I were growing closer and closer over the months as our little arrangement went on. Dean went from fucking me and immediately leaving to go back to his own room to making love to me and spending the night with me afterwards and sometime even taking me out to breakfast in the morning.

Dean and I originally were just friends with benefits since we were both single. But now, we were inseparable backstage, we basically shared hotel rooms, we’ve even been on lunch and dinner dates even though we’d never call them that. Despite our arrangement, I really felt something for Dean and I’d never felt this way about a man before. I could only hope he felt the same way. But I truly believed Dean would ask me to be his any day now and honestly I couldn’t wait.

Dean found his way to my bedroom and sat on the end of my bed, and smiled at me. I sat up against the headboard and smiled back, normally he’d come in and get on top me and we’d get straight to business. But this time he didn’t, I took that as a sign he was going to ask me for commitment until he spoke, his eyes displayed something I’ve never seen before as he said, “Y/n, we need to talk.”

I was getting anxious now so I got from under the cover and sat next to him on the edge of the bed and rested my hand at the top of his strong back and replied, “Okay, what is it?” Dean lifted his head and met my eye contact and stated, “We can’t do this anymore.” My heart skipped a beat as I looked at him with a crazy look of confusion and asked, “Why? I thought everything was good. What happened?” Dean just looked at me blankly and confessed, “Renee and I have been on a few dates and I want to be with her. Only her.”

I looked at Dean like I’d just seen a ghost as my hand dropped from his back onto the bed, but the rest of my body was frozen as Dean stood up and sighed before continuing, “And I’d appreciate if you kept these last few months between me and you.”

I finally came out of my shock and that shock quickly turned into anger. I stood up and yelled in Dean’s face, “What the fuck? So you just strung me along all these months?!”

Dean just laughed in my face and shot, “I told you from the beginning not to get attached.”

I forced a cold laugh before screaming, “I was more than attached. I loved you, you selfish son of a bitch!” Dean threw his hands up and emotionlessly said, “I’m sorry, darlin’ but that wasn’t the deal.” My anger finally dissolved into sorrow, “How could you do this to me, Dean? To US?” I pleaded as I looked up at Dean and the coldness in his eyes scared me as he said, “Y/n, there was never a us.”

I looked back down at my feet, numb. I couldn’t even look at Dean. I couldn’t make out what emotion I was really feeling either but somehow I was calm as I said, “Get out.” I looked up just in time to see Dean leave his key card on my tv stand then walk out my door, never even looking back. I curled back up in my bed, pulled the covers up to my chin and stared at the wall as my body rocked from my sobbing and hot tears soaked my face. And finally the one feeling that was clear to me was: heartache.

(This is my first angst, let me know what y’all think:) )

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Make Me Forget | Roman x Reader

“I’ll speak Samoan in between your legs.”

Warnings: slight smut and cussing.

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I slammed the door as hard as I could after I got in the car just to show Roman how pissed off I was. Roman sighed as he got in the driver’s seat and started the car and began driving. I looked straight the entire time we rode, for what seemed like hours because of the tension. And every now and then, I glared at Roman out the side of my eye causing Roman to huff before finally breaking the silence.

Roman: “Look, y/n. I don’t know what you wanted me to do. She was a fan and I can’t just go around going off on them.”

I scoffed and turned to him before replying

Y/n: “She grabbed your dick, Roman! That’s not something you should just laugh off. That’s just disrespectful especially when she knows you have a girlfriend!”

Roman: “I know and I apologize. I should’ve handled the situation better. I promise it won’t happen again.”

Y/n: “Or let’s just hope she tells you a joke before she grabs it so next time so you’ll actually have something to laugh at.”

Roman clenched his jaw as he propped his head up on his hand with his elbow on the car door. He always does that when he’s tired of arguing. But I kept ranting because the fan was wrong but Roman was too for not doing more about it than just laughing. But after while I just stopped talking because once Roman didn’t want to argue, he wouldn’t argue. After my every sentence he’d just say “Okay, love”. I finally got irratated at basically talking to myself so I turned my whole body and looked out the window, hoping to get home as soon as possible.

But suddenly I felt Roman’s large hand rest on my left knee as his thumb stroked it. He knew it was a weakness of mine for him to touch my legs in the car. Even though I was getting turned on, I remembered I was still upset with him so in a bitter tone I questioned him, “Why are you touching me?” I turned my head back to Roman just in time to see him smirk before answering my question, “Because you’re my girl.” I forced a laugh and puffed, “Okay and? What makes you think I’d forgive you that easy?”

A menacing grin spread on Roman’s face but his eyes never left the road as he said, “When we get home, I’ll eat your pussy until you can’t even remember why you were mad in the first place.” and swiped his tongue over his top lip. Just the sheer imagine of what Roman just said sent tingles through my body but I wasn’t going to let him win like that. I rolled my eyes, crossed my arms over my chest and shot back, “As tempting as that sounds, you’re not getting off the hook that easy.”

Roman didn’t say anything for the rest of the ride until we finally pulled up into our drive way. He shut off the car and just as I was about to open my door, the hand he had resting on my knee slid up to my inner thigh, inches away from the pool that had formed from the intense car ride, and squeezed it as he leaned over the middle console to where I could feel his breathe on my neck and whispered in my ear in a heavy, lustful tone: “I’ll speak Samoan in between your legs.”

I pressed my knees together as hard as I could as a failed attempt to fight how turned on I was. But as mad as I still was, I could never turn down sex with Roman. Ever. So I finally gave in, I grabbed Roman’s face with both of my hands and pulled him into a heated kiss. We kissed for minutes until I finally broke it and breathlessly said against his lips, “Make me forget baby.”

| A smut part 2 will be coming soon ;) |

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Dean Ambrose is Going to Turn Heel, I’m Calling it

WWE dropped hella hints on Monday Night Raw during his return. Normally, Dean’s whole persona is a adorable, lovable goof ball whose only serious during matches. And any other time he’s grinning, laughing, joking around, jumping up and down, or doing something stupidly funny. But did y’all notice tonight, Dean didn’t say one word to Seth, he didn’t even smile or do anything Dean used to do before he left. He was completely serious and all business. That’s something never seen before in Dean Ambrose and but is always seen in a heel. I’m don’t know who or how he’s going to turn heel. But it’s coming soon, I swear.

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Jey Uso x Reader

prompts:

#29: “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?”

#34: “Are you...a virgin?”

Jey and I were in our bedroom on our king sized bed. I was laying on my back, Jey was laying in between my legs and were in the middle of a damn near orgasmic make out session. Jey had one hand on my breast and another gripping my face. Both of my hands were pulling and tugging on in his gorgeous Samoan hair. The lust was beginning to come overwhelming as heavy breathing and the sound of lips smacking filled the room. But suddenly Jey’s hand fell from my face, slipped down to the front of my jeans and his hand snaked inside the tight fabric. Immediately I sat up, breaking the kiss and freeing his hand out of my jeans. I looked down in my lap and in barely a whisper I said, “I can’t.” Jey‘s face twisted in confusion as he just stared at me. After minutes, his face transformed from confused to shocked and sympathetic. And in the same voice I’d whispered in he asked me: “Are you..a virgin?” I said nothing but Jey already knew the answer. Jey lifted my chin and looked me in the eye and questioned me again, “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” I finally spoke “I dunno? I guess you wouldn’t want me.” Jey looked at me with a serious face and assured me “Baby, there’s nothing that’d ever make me not want you.” I blushed until he continued “...unless you a man. Then that’s a deal breaker.” I tried to act mad but I couldn’t. I ended up laughing just as hard as Jey. Afterwards, we cuddled and we agreed one day soon when I was ready, I wouldn’t be a virgin anymore.

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Send a WWE wrestler and 1-3 prompt numbers and starting tomorrow I will write a short blurb on them…again.

Fluff~

1. “How did my shirt get bleach on it?” 2. “Calm down, it’s just a spider.” 3. “You only love me for my height.” 4. “Wait…I was your first?!” 5. “I know you love roses…and I love you..so here.” 6. “You wanna stand outside in the middle of a storm…just so we can make out?” 7. “I’m pregnant.” 8. “The fuck is the difference between pads and tampons? I’m so glad I’m not a woman.” 9. “Get over here and cuddle me.” 10. “Babe…what is ‘smut’ and why is it written about me?” 11. “I…take it you’re on your period?” 12. “Quick! Kiss me!” 13. “You’re cute when you blush.” 14. “You have pretty eyes.” 15. “We’d make pretty babies…” 16. “So…you wanna go on a date?” 17. “Here, wear my shirt.” 18. “Because I love you, dammit!” 19. “I would do anything for you…” 20. “I don’t have an accent…”

Smut~

21. “Take off your shirt.” 22. “You’re gonna make daddy mad princess…you don’t want that do you?” 23. “Bad girls get spankings..” 24. “You’re being a brat today..” 25. “I’ll speak french between your legs.” 26. “Come feel what you do to me..” 27. “I want to have hot passionate sex, right here, and right now.” 28. “I don’t care who sees.” 29. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” 30. “You always smell so fuckin’ good…” 31. “I’m gonna make you throw that innocent girl act out the window..” 32. “I’m going to fucking ruin you, baby girl..” 33. “I want to touch you..” 34. “Are you…a virgin?” 35. “What would you know about my dick, little girl?” 36. “I’m gonna put that mouth of yours to better use…” 37. “Get over here..” 38. “Don’t make me come over there.” 39. “Make me.” 40. “You’re gonna be so fuckin’ sore baby girl..”

Angst~

41. “Relax, he can’t hurt you anymore…I’m here.” 42. “You promised you wouldn’t be the same!” 43. “Are you cheating on me?!” 44. “I can’t keep going this..” 45. “Please stay with me…I can’t do this without you..” 46. “I’ll do better…I promise!” 47. “I’m sorry…You’re just not what I need…” 48. “I never meant to hurt you.” 49. “It’s gonna be alright, I’m right here..” 50. “Don’t tell me what you think I wanna hear..tell me the truth!” 51. “I-I lost the baby..” 52. “How could you do this to me?! To us?!” 53. “I hope she/it was worth it.” 54. “I don’t want to hear ‘I’m sorry’” 55. “You promised me you wouldn’t leave me…” 56. “Are you hurt?!” 57. “Please! Please open your eyes!” 58. “Don’t make me do this..” 59. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.” 60. “This is goodbye..”

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I had just made my way to the ring, finished my signature turnbuckle pose and stood waiting in my corner for the bell to ring. Then all of a sudden I heard that infamous guitar riff of Dean Ambrose’s music. I turned around and a wide smile tugged on the side of my lips as I watched my boyfriend walk down the ramp confidently holding his WWE World Heavyweight Champion then walk around the ring to the commentating table. He flashed me his Ambrose smirk and a wink with a soft “Good luck doll.” before sitting down and putting on his headset. This was already a huge match for me it was for the Smackdown Women’s championship and I was against Naomi. She was extremely talented in the ring and unbelievably athletic, but having my boyfriend ringside cheering me on was that little extra motivation I needed. For the first part of our match Naomi had taken control hitting me with all her best moves including the rear view and a booty to the face hurt more than it looked. But eventually I hit her with a missile drop kick from the top rope and took control. I wanted this to be a match that was truly unforgettable for me. So, I turned to Dean and blew him a kiss before saying “A little tribute to my lunatic.” I turned back to Naomi picked her up off the mat, put her head under my arm, hooked her arms then fell on my back. Or in other words, hit her with Dirty Deeds. I quickly pushed Naomi on her back and hooked her leg and it felt like time was in slow motion as the ref slapped the mat 3 times then stood and whipped his arm gesturing for the bell to be rung. Then I heard JoJo announce: “Here is your winner via pinfall and the NEW Smackdown Women’s champion, Y/N!” I sat up still in disbelief I’d actually won until the ref handed me my belt. Then, I got up and stood up on the second turnbuckle holding my title up and pointing to myself kind of like Dean does. When I jumped down, I walked to the side of the ropes Dean was on at the table and just in time to hear JBL comment, “Oh God! Just what we need, a female version of Ambrose!” I playfully rolled my eyes and rolled out of the ring and sat in Dean’s lap, he wrapped his arm around my waist leaving one on the table then he kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear in his raspy voice, “I’m so proud of you darlin’.” Causing JBL to continue his venting, “With these two nut jobs as our top Champions, the WWE is gonna be turned upside down!” Dean and I looked at each other then at JBL and laughed because we both knew that he had no idea.

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Word count: 1273

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Reader

Warnings: Smut and dirty talk.

Summary: Seth Rollins never let his girl top him in bed because he believed, being the man, he should the one who put in work. But after weeks of sexual frustration due to his knee injury and his girl wearing his lingerie weakness, Seth finally gave in.

|You and Seth Rollins were currently at the home you both shared in Davenport, Iowa. Seth was out for a few months on account of his knee injury and you left for a month from your job as a WWE backstage doctor to take care of your boyfriend until he could get into the rhythm of staying at home and off his knee. You had just flown in about a week ago and Seth, although he still wished he could be back in the ring, was actually taking his injury pretty well. He didn’t complain about the pain or even missing work. There was one thing though that did bother Seth no matter how hard he tried to hide it: the fact he couldn‘t perform like he used to in bed. Seth was never one to depend on any other himself and his body to please his girl, and Seth was exciting in bed he loved to try new, crazy positions with you all the time. Even though Seth loved variety in the sheets, he’d never let you top him. You’ve tried many times in the past and you’ve always receive the same objection: “l’m the man, I pleasure you. I put in the work.” You knew better than to argue with him because he was just as stubborn as you could imagine. But the fact, Seth couldn’t put any pressure at all on his knee right now meant he couldn’t top you either and head only tied you both over for so long. But tonight was the night that all changed.|

*You peeked through the cracked door of the bathroom to see Seth lying on the king sized bed you both shared, hypnotized by the tv. You saw this as your opening and turned back to the mirror and admired yourself one last time. You turned off the lights and opened the door, Seth still not noticing you until you stepped into the light of your master bedroom. Revealing yourself to Seth: your hair was still wet and fell around your shoulders, your body was showcased in your newest Victoria’s Secret red lace lingerie set. You knew it drove Seth crazy when you wore red lace.

Seth reached for the remote and turned off the tv while his eyes never left you. You confidently smiled to yourself as you slowly made your way to Seth and sat in his lap. Seth stared you up and down a while longer before he spoke.*

Seth: “I’m not complaining at all, gorgeous. But uh, what’s all of this for?”

You: “Baby, we haven’t had sex in weeks. I’ve been trying to be patient but head really isn’t doing it for me anymore. I need you.”

*Seth sighed as his face turned serious as he realized what you were getting at.”

Seth: “Y’know how I feel about that.”

You: “You’re still my man Seth, you’re still the man but this is just until your knee heals.”

Seth: “Y/n, I’m the one who's suppos-“

*You knew arguing with Seth would be like talking to a brick wall so you didn’t even give him the chance to. You cut him off with a heated, hungry kiss. Seth took a couple seconds but eventually kissed you with the exact same intensity. Your tongues fought for dominance in each other’s mouths as your hands explored and groped at any and everywhere on each other’s bodies. You two kissed for what seemed like hours before you came up for air. You studied Seth’s face for objection because you both knew what this was leading to. You read nothing but lust and fire in his eyes so you swiftly peeled Seth’s t shirt off of him before attacking his face with yours again. Without even opening his eyes and his lips never leaving yours, he gently sat you beside him on the bed and began untying the laces on his sweatpants and pulled them and his boxers both down to his knees. You smiled against the kiss realizing you were finally getting what you wanted. Not wanting to waste time though, you broke the kiss and pulled his pants completely off of him then turned your attention to his rock hard member that laid throbbing and covered in pre cum on Seth’s abs. You positioned yourself on your knees in between Seth’s legs and smiled up at him one last time before reaching for his dick and immediately taking him in your mouth. You head bobbed as your tongue swirled inside your mouth on Seth’s dick. You knew Seth was close by the way he tangled his fingers in your hair, and desperately pulled and tugged on it as he filled the room with groans and hitched breathing. Within seconds, you felt Seth’s cock twitch and throb in your mouth as spurts of cum pooled in your mouth. You swallowed it and then looked up at Seth and stuck your tongue out, letting him know you swallowed everything he gave you. He smirked down at you and proudly said “That’s my girl.” You crawled off him and off the bed and took off your bra and panties otherwise Seth would rip them like he did your last 4 sets. You got on the bed again and straddled Seth and pecked his lips once more before whispering against them.*

You: “How do you feel about it now baby?”

Seth: “Y’know me babe I’ll try anything once. Ride me.”

*Seth purred the last 2 words into your ear in a dark, mesmeric tone that set your stomach on fire. You leaned forward and you reached in between you two and grabbed Seth’s dick and lined it up with your entrance then pushed yourself down on his member. Seth growled your name as you buried your head in Seth’s chest trying to adjust to him. After a few moments, you began bouncing up and down in Seth’s lap as his hands maintained a strong grip on your hips to keep you at a steady pace all while his eyes never left your face as it displayed a series of love faces. You and Seth never liked to keep one rhythm in bed so suddenly you began rocking and grinding your hips against his while his dick was buried deep inside you. This new source of pleasure was doing indescribable things you and Seth. You threw your head back and your mouth breathlessly let out a string of profanities and Seth’s name. Seth’s strong arms wrapped firmly around your lower back as he rested his head on your shoulder and in a deep, tantalizing voice whispered in your ear. “Damn baby. Yeaaah right there. Ohh I love your tight wet pussy. That’s my girl. C’mon, c’mon. I’m close, cum with me baby girl.” Seth’s sex voice and dirty talk did things to you and it was only a few seconds before it sent you completely over the edge your toes curled in the sheets while your nails scratched lines down Seth’s muscular back and your pussy clamped around Seth’s dick sending him too over the edge as he leaned back propping himself up on his hands and squeezed his eyes shut as his cock twitched inside you filling you up with his warm seed. You both took a while to come down from that earth shattering ecstasy. After a few minutes, you rolled off of him and collapsed on your side of the bed and the last thing you heard before sleep overtook you was Seth say to no one in particular: “I’m so love with this woman.” You smiled to yourself and fell asleep.

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Imagine telling Seth he better smile right for your picture if he wants to have sex later that night

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Word count: 801

OC: Blade Ambrose

|Backstory: Dean Ambrose has always enjoyed giving back to the WWE fans in any way that he could but nothing more than Tribute to the Troops. This was undoubtedly Dean’s favorite event because of his brother, Blade Ambrose. Blade had been serving in the army for over a decade, originally just as a way to earn money to support himself and Dean then simply because he came to truly love it. The army ultimately gave Blade and Dean both a new life. And Dean always was honored to wrestle at Tribute to the Troops any chance he got, for the Troops but mostly, for his brother. Today, was one of his chances. Dean would be wrestling in a 6 man tag match along with his Shield brothers, Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns. They were the main event but their boss, Triple H, had them come out early. To The Shield, this was completely unscripted and they had no idea why.|

*Dean, Seth, and Roman were all waiting in gorilla to make their entrence. Seth and Roman were having a conversation but Dean was in deep thought about Blade, thinking about how he was doing overseas and how he just wanted to make him proud today in heart. He was snapped out of it however by their music being hit, unexpectedly, almost 10 minutes early. The crowd had been dynamic all day as Tribute to the Troops went on. The troops however were completely electric when they heard the infamous “Sierra. Hotel. India. Lima. Delta. SHIELD.” they’d been waiting for. As soon as their music hit, they began cheering and holding their arms out trying to shake their hands. Once the trio got into the ring, still unaware as to why they were even out there, Triple H introduced them and paid them respect for being apart of the event. After all the formalities were out of the way, Triple H got down to the real reason he’d brought them out prematurely. Triple H stood beside Dean as he his smiled at him and warm heartedly gripped his shoulder and started speaking.*

Triple H: “Dean, you have a very beloved brother currently serving in the army don’t you?...Blade Ambrose!”

*The mention of his brother tugged a grin across Dean’s face as he agreed saying “Yes sir. That’s my brotha!”

Triple H: “So, today I bet you’ll be wrestling with Blade in your mind and heart as you dedicate your performance here to him right?”

*Dean’s face was plastered into a full on smile as he thought of his brother and said “Of course, he’s the one I owe all this too. Today goes to him.” as he pats his left pec.*

Triple H: “Well Dean, you can show Blade how much he truly means to you...personally. As he sits ringside at your 6 man tag team match coming up, because after all this is Tribute to the Troops isn’t it?”

*A wild look of confusion spread across all three Shield members faces but before Dean could even question Triple H on what he meant, Blade’s favorite song hit. Dean recognizing it, snapped his head towards the entrance only to have his gaze meet with Blade suddenly appearing and walking down the walkway on way to his ringside seat at the announcement table, complete in his U.S. Army uniform and signature Ambrose grin. Dean’s expression was complete shock as he eyes bulged and jaw dropped due to his disbelief that his brother actually flew back to the U.S. just to see him perform. As Blade sat down at the table and excitedly waved at Dean, Dean’s face finally turned into a toothy smile complimented by his dimples as he looked at Blade and then back at Triple H.*

*As the match started, Dean realized this would be the first time Blade’d ever watch him wrestle in a official WWE ring since being called up. And with that and that alone, Dean laid it all on the line and wrestled with everything he had in him. Seth and Roman both agreed this was the best they’d ever seen Dean in a ring. Once the match was over, Dean turned to and saluted his brother then stood on the second turnbuckle and pointed to the Tribute to the Troops sign and quietly said to himself: “This is what I do it for”. Blade’s heart swelled with pride and joy for his brother as he stood and applauded Dean before making his way into the ring to embrace him. At that time, Blade realized that all his promises to Dean had finally come to life and with that, he squeezed him a little tighter before whispering to him: “We made it, Dean. You made it.”

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*You, Seth Rollins, Dean Ambrose, and Roman Reigns found yourselves at a chipotle at 9:30 at night per Roman’s intense craving of a triple chicken burrito bowl. You, Seth, and Dean had just sat down at the booth that you picked out, you and Seth slid in and sat across from Dean. You and seth had been going on dates for the past couple weeks but you were pretty certain Seth was going to ask you to be his any day now. You both had undeniable chemistry with each other so you knew it was just a matter of time now. You three carried on a conversation about various things like how Dean wants a pet giraffe and why all Seth’s pants were skinny you guys’ conversation stopped on one topic as Roman came back when everyone’s food. The Shield and it’s reunion.*

Dean: “Man we were the most dominant faction of WWE in our time. Nobody could touch us..or at least me.”

*Seth rolled his eyes and began opening his burrito as he spoke.*

Seth: “Whatever dude, we all know who the best high flying, in-ring performer was. The Architect!”

*Roman after swallowing his first huge bite of food chimed in, laughing.*

Roman: “That’s real cute that you guys think The Shield woulda been any good without The Big Dog and his spears and Superman punches.”

*You laughed along with Roman as Seth and Dean immediately began bickering over who the best Hound of Justice was while you and Roman just ate and listened every now and then laughing until Dean said something that caught your attention.*

Dean: “Okay you know what? It doesn’t matter who was the strongest or who could fly the highest. It’s about who the fan’s favorite was.”

*Dean’s last sentence was ended by his signature no teeth smile that really showcased his dimples. Seth and Roman just rolled their eyes and continued eating until you suddenly spoke without even realizing what you’d said until it was too late.*

You: “That’s true, you were my favorite ever since The Shield debuted.”

*A second later your eyes grew wide as you realized what you’d just admitted. You looked up at Roman who looked at you back with a sad pout and shook his head looking into his lap, teasing you like you had just broke his heart. Then, your eyes traveled to Dean who was smirking as wide as he could as he leaned over the table on one elbow towards Seth, waiting for him to say something. Finally looking at Seth, you scanned his face just in time to see the intial shock written all over it as he shook his head in disbelief as he turned to look at you, fluttering his eyes almost as if saying “I’m sorry, he was what?”. You let your head fall onto Seth’s chest then looked up at him and smiled sweetly at him before trying to defend yourself.*

You: “I’m sorry love, but I mean who isn’t a member of the Ambrose Asylum?”

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Word count: 740

Warnings: Mention of death of a loved one.

OC: Blade Ambrose

| Backstory: It wasn’t a secret that Dean Ambrose didn’t come from very much and never had a real family. The only 2 things that he loved and that loved him back were wrestling and his older brother: Blade Ambrose. With having a father that was in and out of jail on drugs charges him and Dean were close as it was but ever since the day their mother died of a overdose, they became inseparable. And Blade promised Dean that he’d take care of him and he’d make sure that he’d live out his dream as a WWE superstar one day. Blade swore to Dean he’d make it out for the better. But Blade needed money to support himself and Dean without parents or being split up, so he joined the army. He did the very best he could to push Dean in his wrestling career. Blade’s promise to Dean was lived out as he became one of the most beloved and decorated WWE Superstars of his era but not with out the love and support of the only family he had left, Blade sending him updated letters every week and flying in every so often to personally check up on his brother.|

*Today was one of the very few days that Dean actually got to see his brother, Blade in person. They had planned this trip a month in advance and now that the day had finally come Ambrose couldn’t have been more excited. They had a usual routine of whenever Blade wasn’t actively imployed, Dean’d take a week or so off and fly Blade out to Nevada to stay with him. Dean was currently on the way to the airport to pick up Blade like he usually did whenever he’d fly in. Dean was no doubt excited but he had a unusual, uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach that something wasn’t right as he parked the car and headed into the building. He ignored the strange feeling though as he hurriedly walked through the airport finding the terminal that Blade should’ve been getting off at. Once there, Dean quickly scanned the room and his heart fell to his feet as his eyes rested on a man he never thought he would or wanted to see again, his father. His father, at the same time spotting Dean, jogged over to him and immediately began trying to explain himself and why he was there.*

Dean’s father: “ Dean, son, I know I’m the last person you want to see right now but there’s something you need to know.”

*Dean finally coming out of his initial shock and that shock turned into anger as Dean quickly backed away from his father and said*

Dean: “Who do you think you are? Just showing up outta nowhere now that I actually mean something? Huh? Don’t you have drugs to sell? Never mind that I don’t care about you. Where’s Blade?! WHERE IS HE?”

*Dean tapping into his inner lunatic fringe state of mind, bowed up to his father and leaned into his ear and repeated his question in a tone that made his father’s blood run cold.*

Dean: “Where is my brother?”

*Dean’s father not knowing how to deal with him when he’s in this state just decided to spill. No warning. No hesistant. No sugarcoating.*

Dean’s father: “Dean, I’m here to tell you, Blade died in the line of battle a week ago. As soon as I found out about you guys’ planned trip, I decided to fly in and tell you face to face instead of you being left in confusion by him not showing up. I’m sorry, son I know how close you guys were.”

*After Dean heard the first sentence of his father’s explaination, he tightly shut his eyes and began breathing slowly but very deeply. It seemed like every word after that was flooded out by a deadly mix of sadness, grief, and shock washing over Dean as he comprehended what was actually said to him. Dean had no words or actions to what he’d just heard but the way his eyes were glazed over with sadness after he finally opened them as he looked up at the ceiling sighing, truly broke the heart of the man Dean never knew even had one.*

*Acting on pure instinct, his father pulled him into a hug, and Dean also on instinct embraced him back. Creating the most heart breaking and heart warming scene.*

|By request: @bladeambrose10 xoxo.|

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*It was NXT’s first PPV ever and Noam was headlining the main event against TJP. This was without a doubt the biggest match of his career so far. So even though you were almost 6 months pregnant, you knew you couldn’t not be there for Noam and his huge oppurtunity. But Noam didn’t even want to risk anything happening to the baby if you were out at ringside and you both agreed you wanted to shock the WWE Universe with the news after the match. So, he made you stay backstage until the match was over. You stayed and watched the match from a live tv in his locker room and as the match drew closer and closer to the end you were on the edge of your chair, eyes glued to the screen. Finally after almost 20 minutes of intensely watching Noam and TJP wrestling with everything that had in them you recognized Noam going for his infamous Champagne Superkneebat and when he locked it in, you screamed, jumping out of your seat and without thinking, you ran out to the ring. Before you even came out, the crowd was on their feet cheering Noam on for his huge victory. But as soon as you burst through the curtains and came on stage, you earned a huge pop too. Noam met you at the stairs that led to the ring and took your hand, helping you up the stairs and stepped on the bottom rope so you could step through. As soon as you were both in, Noam grabbed you by the waist and kissed you passionately and excitedly before leaning down into your ear and saying 5 words*

Noam: “Let’s shock the world, love.”

*You had ran out in one of Noam’s jackets that engulfed the upper half of your petite figure like you both planned and with those words, you smile brightly at Noam one last time before turning to the cameras and unzipped his giant jacket and excitedly ripped it off exposing your huge baby bump that was accented it perfectly by your tight, white shirt and the crowd roared into even louder cheers and even a “CONGRATULATIONS!” chant. Noam still celebrating his victory too, draped his arm around you and jumped up and down with one around your shoulders and one up in the arm. You did the same, one arm around his waist and one up in the air not jumping as much though in cautioun to the baby. As Noam continued to celebrate his victory and the baby, you stole a glance at his face and you read nothing but happiness. That moment really made it seem like time stood still for you both.*

| By request: @1dluver13xx |

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| Warnings: Daddy kink. |

*It was end of Monday Night Raw marking the end of your first cross country tour on the main roster. You and a lot of the other Divas and Superstars decided to go out to a bar to celebrate. You went with your long term boyfriend, Roman Reigns or as he made you call him: Daddy. You were also there with Seth and Dean since you’d been with Roman so long, you became close with his Shield brothers too. But those were the only guy friends you were allowed to have because Daddy was very possessive and jealous. He didn’t like for any guy to even look at you because he didn’t trust any of them. Not even his own brothers completely around you. You knew that but you were so hyped over completing your first tour that you wanted to make it a night you truly never forgot. So after 7 shots, 2 beers, and you dance battling Dean Ambrose you were undoubtedly the life of the party. Roman watched you both intensely from his stool at the bar, he didn’t like you two being so wild and crazy with each other but he knew you were having fun and didn’t want to ruin that. You and Dean were goofily doing the sprinkler together when suddenly a sexual song came on. You paused realizing what song it was and you just couldn’t control yourself with all the alcohol in your system, you began swinging your hips slowing and sensually as closed your eyes, threw your head back, and you ran one hand all the way through your hair, causing all the guys around you to glue their eyes to you. Roman was extremely patient with you all night, letting you get crazy and have fun but the way you were moving now caused a lot of guys to watch you intimately and Roman did not like that at all. Having had enough, Roman jolted off the stool and dozed his way through the crowd and grabbed your hand, snapping you out of your zone and walked you out the bar. Once outside, he leaned down so his lips were inches from your earlobe and growled in a deep, raspy voice.*

Roman: “Babygirl, you’re skating on very thin ice with me tonight. Daddy suggest you behave yourself. Do you understand me?”

*You couldn’t believe Roman pulled you away and embarrassed you like that but you turned to face him and as calmly as possible said*

You: “Yes.”

Roman: “Yes what?”

*You smirked and boldly said*

You: “Yes, ROMAN.”

*You immediately regretted it as you watched Roman’s face turn into a look that said it all, “Mmm..That’s not how you treat Daddy, I’m gonna have to punish you for that.” and indeed it was a long night of spankings and backshots for you when you both got back to the hotel.*

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*Tonight was Monday Night Raw, the night after the biggest PPV of your career so far, Night Of Champions. At Night of Champions, you had pinned Nikki Bella, ending her 301 day Diva’s Champion reign, and began your own. You were babyface, so the WWE universe went wild over your championship victory but nobody more than, your boyfriend, Dean Ambrose. You smiled to yourself at the thought of how Dean went all night bragging to anybody he saw last night that “his girl was the best Diva in the Divas division and now she had the gold to prove it”. You snapped out of your thought as you heard your music hit for you to walk out to be a guest on the Ambrose Asylum. As soon as you were on stage the WWE universe erupted into cheers for you. Once you got in the ring Dean began eagerly questioning you about how you felt over your victory.*

Dean: “And here is your lovely brand new WWE Diva’s champion, Y/N!!! Welcome to the Ambrose Asylum, Darlin’. First of all, Congratulations on your flawless win last night. I expected nothing but greatness from you, doll. *Dean winks at you* but I wanted to ask you how you felt about your first time being the WWE Diva’s Champion.”

You: “Well, Over the past few months, I’ve literally put my blood, sweat, and tears into this company and into entertaining you guys. I remember a few years ago when I was a nobody wrestling in the Indies, when this was a moment I could only dream of.”

*You looked down at your title and began to tear up. You held the mic up to continue but the WWE Universe interupted you by clapping and roaring the chant “YOU DESERVE IT!”. As soon at they started, Dean joined in clapping and throwing his fist up in a circle celebrating too. He did a full 360 excitedly cheering for you until he turned back at you and pointed at you saying, “ You do deserve it!”. You just looked at him, smiling wondering how you got so lucky because in that moment, you had the job of your dreams, the championship of your dreams, and most importantly, the man of your dreams. Except, you weren’t dreaming anymore.*