#double back

[reading-stains]

pride month sometimes leads to creative differences

p1, p2, p3

[violetmuses]

Double Back - The Bloodline 🖤

Fandom: WWE 

Trope: Slight “Love Triangle” Request 

Character: Roman Reigns (ft. Jey Uso) 

Pairing: Roman Reigns + Female Reader (Ft. Jey Uso + Female Reader) 

Summary: With members of The Bloodline taking over, you don’t know what to expect. 

Author’s Note: Hi! Here’s another request. Feedback would be appreciated and thank you so much for reading my work - V. 💜

Part 2

@thekittysmeow🏷️

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If possible, modern legend Roman Reigns would live in your skin once cameras stopped production. He’s never weird or disturbing behind the scenes, always protective after showing that dangerous facade. 

Almost every night, this towering man laid upfront, vulnerable for once as black tresses settled against broad shoulders. Whenever choosing to make love, you held his broken heart, calming pain that no one else understood. 

Gentle words moved between shadows and Roman can’t even tell where your bodies separate anymore, almost desperate. 

“More? You want more?” For once, his dark Southern accent nearly wavered as your silhouette drifted along the walls. 

“Yes.” You can’t even sit up, only grounded by his strength. That muscular frame welcomed tribal ink against one dominant arm. 

“Kiss me.” Deep brown eyes almost pleaded for attention. There’s no turning back. Not this time. Never again. 

Meeting his lips, you smile, ready for another round. 

“Uce!” Jey called from the hallway, rattling so much noise. His unexpected knocking dropped your plan with Roman out of nowhere. 

Almost scrambling away from bed, you turned, but Roman dared to smile and bright teeth crossed his expression. 

“I’ll hit you with the pillow. Stop staring at me.” You’re not even laughing toward Roman for so many reasons. 

“No.” Reigns moved closer and almost licked your neck while Jey nearly shouted in the hall, guards be damned. Even Roman’s graying beard smoothed along your perfect body. 

Yet, one last interruption broke Reigns from “your spell.” When Reigns moved in sweatpants, his dark hair almost swung back and forth, pulling the door open. 

“What the hell is wrong with you, man? I’ve been calling.” Facing Roman, Jey clenched his gold teeth while standing between dim light of the font room. 

“Leave me alone.” Reigns kept going, pissed off beyond words. 

“What are you doing?” Jey wouldn’t stop asking questions either, but footsteps lingered closer and closer to the bedroom. 

“Step back.” Reigns lifted his palm. 

“Nah, you’re hiding something, Big Dog.” Jey shook his head, still puzzled. 

One moment changed everything when you walked out of the bedroom. 

“Oh shit!” Still looking at Roman,  Jey couldn't believe what’s going on and would glance in your direction. “You’re with her?” 

“Don’t be stupid.” Reigns knew better than to play games in return. 

Snatching belongings, you can’t handle drama anymore and ignored Roman, slamming the door behind both men. 

Enough was enough. 

Jey’s heart dropped, veiling his own secret regardless. 

[tani-b-art]

Coco Jones got to share the stage with thee one and only, SWV!

[honestgrins]

Sequel to puppy love!

mini-sequel to this

Puppy Love: BFFs

His door slammed shut, and Klaus jumped at the noise. He frowned at Caroline, looking frantic as she sat next to him on the bed. "What's the matter with you?"

"Did you know Tyler's parents won't be at his party on Friday?"

"I might have heard something about it," he answered, shifting in discomfort. Truly, Lockwood had been bragging about it in the locker room, that and his plans to start a round of spin the bottle. They had somehow made it to eighth grade without playing, but it was all the boys could talk about these days - and the girls they hoped to kiss. "We don't have to go."

She snorted, moving closer to snatch the book out of his hands. "Of course we do, we'd be the only ones who don't go."

Shaking his head, Klaus leaned back on his hands to give her his full attention. "Then what's the problem?"

"I'm nervous! I've never kissed anyone before!"

He blinked. "Oh."

Oh. 

"Well," he said, wishing the blood would rush to his brain instead. He licked his lips as he looked to the door, just waiting for one of his siblings to burst in and save him from himself. "What's so bad about that? It's not like I've kissed anyone either."

Caroline bit her lip. "I know," she said quietly. It was strange; she was never quiet. "So, I thought..."

"You thought...?"

Her teeth sunk in harder, but she released her lip with a look of sheer determination. "I thought we could practice. Together."

"Caroline!"

She threw her hands up in exasperation. "What are best friends for?"

It felt like his heart launched up to his throat, only to drop low in his stomach. "I-"

"I just," she interrupted, "I don't want everyone else to watch my first kiss, and I trust you to be nice about it, even if it's terrible."

Klaus scoffed. "I don't think that's possible."

Grabbing his hand, she squeezed with a bright smile. "Is that a yes?"

He smiled, helpless to do anything else. "Yes. How do we-"

But Caroline was fearless as ever, pressing her lips to his without further ado. Their noses knocked together, and his neck hurt for the angle; still, he wouldn't trade this for anything. Sure, Friday and the party would pose different problems for his inconvenient crush. 

That's no reason not to enjoy the moment. His best friend was kissing him, and they kept smiling against each other until they laughed. 

It wasn't terrible at all.

[nolastand]

Don't be tryna double back I already despise you

Swish Swish

[violetmuses]

Double Back - The Bloodline (Part 2) 🖤

Fandom: WWE 

Trope: Slight “Love Triangle” Request 

Character: Roman Reigns (ft. Jey Uso) 

Pairing: Roman Reigns + Female Reader (ft. Jey Uso + Female Reader) 

Summary: With members of The Bloodline taking over, you don’t know what to expect. 

Part 1

@thekittysmeow 🏷

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Roman ended up crossing your path first. At the time, ring announcer Samantha Irvin wanted to pull strings away from cameras and never looked back, only smirking toward you before she walked away. Not long after facing so much time, that “introduction” would bond yourself and Reigns for quite a while. 

Now fed-up years later, you tried other things to ignore the past. Drifting all over the world through Roman’s empty promises could drop your soul. 

But, plans would change. 

________

“What are you doing later?” Jey stepped forward as gold shined against the bottom of his teeth. No longer booked as the World Heavyweight Champion, Jey’s somewhat tough voice nearly whispered, searching for guidance. 

“Nothing.” You smiled for a moment and almost looked bashful while facing him. As monitors played timing footage, people screamed around this venue during another edition of “Saturday Night’s Main Event.” 

As Visionary Seth Rollins battled fan favorite LA Knight, an accident struck. 

“Oh my goodness. Bring some help over there! Seth Rollins buckled his knee after trying to land the Moonsault.” Team members began to rush footsteps all over. Even dread would move its own beast pushing magic to one screeching end. Regardless of the plot here, injuries always break your heart. 

“Shit!” For so many reasons, Jey can’t imagine what’s going on as you watch everything turn. Even spectators cheered when Rollins almost somehow moved before handing the “new” victory to LA Knight. 

Wow! Your thoughts loomed with questions beyond understanding. Who knows what the future could look like next? 

****

Shambles. For the first time in years, another conference room should burn with absolute disaster. Adam Pearce, the famous General Manager who stood behind “Monday Night Raw,” didn’t know what to think as creative folks jumbled ideas. Cross-talk almost raged from everyone around. 

“What the hell?” Writers traded countless points of frustration. There’s no other feeling that would make sense right now. “Summerslam could be ruined this year! We don’t even have time for new concepts.” 

Before long, Adam’s phone chimed with an unexpected message: 

Heyman: Let us in, Pearce! I have an idea. 

Flagged by two hulking stances of Bron Breakker and Bronson Reed, the former “Wiseman” Paul Heyman entered that conference room. Even another tailored suit would dress his pudging frame this time around. 

“Make that phone call.” Facing Pearce as everyone observed quietly, Heyman shuffled footsteps and sat down, taking charge for the first time since “joining forces” with Seth Rollins. 

Through quick realization, panic slapped Adam in the face. 

“No. It’s too early. Snatching off clear glasses, Adam shook his bald head almost right away. Too many loose ends unraveled as time considered one possible return, even right now. 

“If you don’t figure something out, our Bronson idea will fall apart. CM Punk is already booked to win the gauntlet match and fight Gunther this year.” Heyman just revealed facts, not dueling anyone. 

“Time to work, then.” Given no other choice, Adam pulled himself together. “Can we negotiate with Roman now? I’ll never contact him without being prepared.” 

“Hurry up, everyone!” When professionals moved like clockwork during this special time of year, many experts rolled out, grounding  this spurred yet monumental plan to welcome back The Tribal Chief. 

Holding somewhat labored breath as the door closed, Paul Heyman watched alongside Breakker and Reed. 

Within seconds, Adam Pearce stopped playing games and finally dialed his most important phone number. 

This call rang once. Twice. Three times. Even Breakker started tapping his own sneakers underneath this large table. 

By that fourth round, gates of opportunity opened at last…. 

“Hello?” For the first time losing his Triple Threat Match against Rollins and Punk, Roman Reigns echoed his Southern accent during this call. 

With each passing moment, Adam can already picture modern legend Roman Reigns around scopes of his own mind.

Because Reigns almost sounded bored, Pearce knew that The Tribal Chief might as well hang up this damn phone, most likely swerving another heatwave that buzzed all around his yacht. 

“I’m so sorry for bothering you, but Seth is hurt.” Adam offered the message. “Would you be interested in helping us out, Roman?” 

“Is this a work?” Reigns wasn’t stupid, only needing to confirm details at the last minute. Enough was enough. 

“No, Sir.” Adam held this phone on speaker and offered the truth about Rollins. No more bullshit played out for Roman. “Rollins is still  in recovery now.” 

“Damn, all right.” Reigns ended this call without hesitation and the conference room began to silence  once more. 

Here we go. Adam thought, waiting all over again. 

*****

“No!” Commentators panicked while relaying action from the announcement tables. As thousands of fans watched “Monday Night Raw” end, voices screamed in terror when Breakker lost. Even Big Reed stalked Jey Uso, also piling CM Punk for an upcoming “Double Tsunami!” 

Out of nowhere, three roaring drums welcomed more and more excitement when Roman turned to march down, ready for war. 

Soon, Reigns walked over that large entrance ramp for the first time since facing Mania. For once, cheering thundered so much that heroically ominous music could’ve silenced altogether.  

He’s back. You realize, no longer able to avoid Reigns. Even trying to move forward without him couldn’t last long. 

Chaos and destruction pushed Reed and Breakker out when Reigns attacked. Yet Jey almost suffered on the canvas, beaten down as everyone continued screaming. 

Your heart dropped. Would Roman actually help Jey if threats could move elsewhere? You still didn’t know what to think. 

Soon enough, you witnessed the answer. 

Putting out his hand, Reigns helped Jey stand from the mat this evening and greeted his cousin, only sharing a quick glance while credits rolled. 

_______

Returning behind the scenes as expected, you checked on Jey first when medics helped Uso leave that training hall. 

“Is everything okay?” Genuinely concerned, you watched Jey for a moment. Overhead light gleamed to show off his shirtless and athletic build. Tribal ink honored family members of course. 

“I’m good, could be worse.” Jey moved closer again and wanted to calm down your own nerves. Fighting monsters in the ring didn’t even spook him anymore. 

Your sadness terrified him instead. 

Before your own hand might reach out to smooth dark curls of Jey’s beard, everything stopped. Even the production team froze. 

When you turned around and faced Roman, his deep brown eyes would haunt the back corner of this private space. 

[honestgrins]

Sequel to in time!!!!!!

In Time: Always

"Should have known I would find you here."

Smiling, Caroline leaned away from the trunk to look down to where Klaus stood. "You couldn't sleep either?"

He climbed the tree, sitting himself as close to her as possible. "Why? Is something happening tomorrow?"

"Hah," she huffed. Tucking her bare toes beneath his leg, though, she seemed pretty amused anyway. She reached out her hand for him to take, which he did effortlessly. "I can hardly believe we are going to be married."

Klaus shrugged, bringing their joined hands up to place a kiss on hers. "You have had two years to get used to the idea," he pointed out. 

Her shoulder knocked into his. "You know what I mean. Aren't you excited?"

"I am." His smile was serene, lit well in the waxing moonlight. "By this time tomorrow, the gods will know us as husband and wife. To think, I thought I would have to beg for you to accept."

She gave an impish grin. "You still can."

"And risk you changing your mind? No, thank you. You are already mine, my love, as I am yours."

"Such sweet words, my heart," Caroline teased, stroking her hand up his arm. It felt like ages since they had any time alone, and she intended to enjoy this. "Will you be sleep as poorly tomorrow night?"

His ears flushed a bright red, just the reaction she had hoped for. "Elijah and Finn helped me finish our new home this morning," he said, clearing his throat. "The bed seemed comfortable enough."

She traced the rim of his ear before carding through his hair. "Did it, now?" The blush extended down his neck, even as he leaned into her touch. Such a shy one, her husband to be. "I expect we'll sleep very well then. Eventually."

Oh, yes, she'd had plenty of time to get used to the idea of being his wife. He sputtered for a response, and she smiled sweetly. She couldn't wait to marry him. "You're teasing me," he finally said. 

"Always, my heart. Always and forever."

[honestgrins]

Please continue the fix of ‘His Lady’ I need more!!!!

mini-sequel to this

His Lady: Her Wolf

Before, she would have feared the howl that sounded just a stone's throw from her home. Wolves rarely ventured this close to the village, but a hungry one posed great danger to the goats they kept out back.

But this wolf didn't sound hungry; it sounded sad.

Caroline felt foolish to consider the story of a strange man passing through, looking for a creature of a man who could turn into a wolf. The idea was absurd, even if the stranger seemed convinced that the creature existed and that it posed a danger to everyone in its path in either form. Still, the description he gave was awfully familiar - too familiar for her to ignore. 

If it truly was the man she thought, however, perhaps his wolf would be similarly endeared to her.

Gently pushing the shutter completely open, she peered out into the darkness. "Klaus," she whispered. "Klaus! Is that you?" The woods were as loud as ever, not that she trusted herself to pick out a wolf's tread. But the howl echoed in her ears, haunting her. "Please, I just want to know you are all right."

It felt like an age of waiting until a large, sandy wolf nosed past the tree line and into the moonlight. He didn't come any closer, and her heart stopped at the way he seemed to regard her with great care, like he didn't want to scare her. When his head canted to the side, though, a laugh bubbled out of her at how very Klaus the gesture was. "It is you."

His head bowed, almost shamefully. "No," she rushed to say, "I- Can we please talk? Face to face?" He slipped back into the woods, shaking his head as he went. "Klaus! Will I see you again?"

Another howl, stronger this time and without that mournful note. She took it as a good sign, if only to give herself some hope to hold onto.

Swallowing, she moved to latch the window shut, sadly wondering if he'd leave her life as quickly as he'd arrived. But just as she was turning to blow out the candles, a light knock rattled the shutter. With her heart in her throat, she placed her hand back over the latch. She only hesitated a moment, and she swung it back open to find an apprehensive - and a very naked - Klaus waiting for her.

"Hello, love."