Welcome to the first annual RolleignsFans Secret Santa. Are you looking for more rolleigns fanfiction? Are you looking to write more rolleigns fanfiction? Well never fear, this is the place to do it. All that’s required is to read this post, sign up and then receive your prompt and have it completed by a certain date.
T I M E L I N E & D E A D L I N E S
November 2nd, 2018 - Sign Ups Begin
November 15th, 2018 - Sign Ups End
November 18th, 2018 - Prompts/Assignments Given
November 30th, 2018 - Check In #1
December 10th, 2018 - Check In #2
December 15th, 2018 - Fics must be completed
December 18th, 2018 - Fics must be submitted
December 20th, 2018 to December 25th, 2018 - Fics are posted
Decembet 26th, 2018 - Fic writers are made known.
H O W I T W O R K S
1. Sign up by submitting the form at the end of this post to the submit box. Make sure to be as thorough, concise and descriptive about what you want.
2. When you receive your prompt, begin writing. If you need help with anything, you can ask the person you’re writing for, just make sure you stay anonymous.
3. During the check ins, let me know how many words you’ve written and the main plot line (more will be posted about this before November 30th)
4. Between December 15th and 18th, email me or submit to me your fanfiction (more will be posted about this before the due date)
5. Between the 20th and 25th, I will be posting your fanfictions (I, so you can remain anonymous) and tagging your giftee.
6. On December 26th, I will be posting a list of who wrote what.
R U L E S
1. Stay anonymous throughout this entire thing. These stories are considered gifts, and you don’t want anyone knowing who you are before your gift is given.
2. All fanfiction must contain Roman Reigns/Seth Rollins as the main pairing. Side pairings are fine, but they cannot include Roman or Seth with other people. Past pairings are also fine, but they should stay in the past (unless your giftee’s prompt states otherwise)
3. Stories must be longer than 3,000 words. Rough drafts (check in #2) must be at least 2,500 words.
4. For any updates or anything important, please follow the tag rolleignssecretsanta2018.
5. Stories should be based around the Christmas holidays, but it’s not super necessary.
S U B M I T - submit the following HERE
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Characters you don’t want to see:
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Side pairings you don’t want to see:
Possible prompts you’d like to read (be as descriptive as possible, and include as many as possible)
Possible prompts/ideas you don’t like to read:
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Cliche’s you like: (ie - a/b/o, mistletoe kissing, fake boyfriends, etc)
Cliche’s you don’t like:
Anything Else?:
Stay in character, he thinks to himself, over and over again as Roman comes out from the audience. He's been chastised enough by Hunter, smiling whenever Roman's music hits that stay in character is a mantra repeated often enough he's surprised he doesn't say it aloud. He knows Roman was told the same thing, and it feels like Roman has a better time of staying in character than Seth does because god damn it, does he ever want to grin goofily up at his long-time boyfriend as he walks into the ring.
Stay in character, he whispers to himself, making a move to relax his face and look annoyed at the fact that he's been interrupted again. It's nearly impossible though, with the fact that even being around Roman has his body buzzing, electricity going through his veins when he looks at the slightly older man. All he wants to do is jump him and run his fingers through Roman's hair but he knows that doing so is – well, it would probably have them either fired or heavily fined for the scandal of it happening on live television.
Stay in character, he mumbles while conspicuously looking over Roman before stopping as he feels himself harden in the little room he has in his pants. A whimper ends up escaping anyways when the other man looks at him with a smirk, no doubt knowing the effect he's having on Seth and now Seth just really wants to kiss that smirk off of Roman's face. No, punch it off. He has to stay in character, god damn it. The next few minutes go by quickly for Seth, until Roman begins speaking at Randy and Randy blows a kiss to Roman.
Stay in character, he chants but he knows his face is showing how angry and jealous he is, especially when he sees Roman chuckling at the action. The minutes afterwards seem to go by slower and all Seth wants to do is storm off into the backstage area and have his way with Roman, but it almost seems like that won't be happening any time soon.
Stay in character, he thinks when he realizes that he nearly missed his cue for his next line and he has to look away to get it back, to stop thinking about Roman and Randy and his insecurities. How he manages to get through the segment he doesn't understand, but as he's making his way up the ramp, he can feel Roman looking at his back, sending shivers up his spine.
He's near the Gorilla position now, walking by Orton when he realizes that Randy is smirking at him and it takes everything he has not to go over and punch the much older man. Instead, he continues walking by, letting out a small growl as he passes the man completely before making his way to his locker room and standing in front of an empty cubby with his eyes closed.
He's in there for ten minutes before he feels familiar arms wrap around his middle and without thought, his entire body relaxes, tension leaving his shoulders, his body slumping. He's lucky that Roman knows him so well, knows to keep him in his arms as he slumps or he would end up on the ground and as Roman kisses his neck, a little noise leaves his throat, and he can feel Roman grin against his skin.
"Bugger," He mutters, turning briefly in Roman's arms before wrapping his own around Roman's neck, bringing them closer. All he wants is to just feel his boyfriend against him and he lets out a content little sigh after a few moments, unknowingly sighing.
"You were jealous," Roman whispers after a few minutes and Seth can feel his smile fading.
"Of course I was. I know Randy does it because he knows it bothers me, but –" He begins before trailing off and rubbing his face. He looks up at Roman before smiling and kissing him lightly, pulling Roman closer than before as the kiss becomes heated. As Roman runs his fingers through his hair, Seth lets out a little groan, thrusting into his boyfriend as he feels his dick harden in his pants.
"Fuck," He groans before stepping away and trying to take off the leather. "Fucking, fuck, I hate getting hard in these pants," He groans as Roman laughs, causing him to scowl. "Don't act so innocent, Reigns, I know you hate takin' 'em off of me as much as I do," He groans while the pressure releases from his dick and it springs free.
When he doesn't hear a response from Roman, he looks up only to see Roman with his mouth open, which causes him to laugh. "Yeah, you love my cock, don't you big guy," He snorts, noticing Roman roll his eyes in response as he gets to his knees. Seth finds himself gulping as he looks down at Roman, eyes widening when he feels Roman's breath across his dick.
"Fuck," He mutters as Roman chuckles.
"As much as I'd love to, I'm pretty sure you have a segment coming up," He responds before swallowing Seth down, sucking and bobbing as he does so. Seth groans, head slamming against the top of the cubby, eyes closing as his fingers find their grip in Roman's hair.
"I hate it when we can't fuck," He mutters, breath stuttering briefly when Roman does a thing with his mouth. "And I love it when you do that," He states, thrusting lightly into his boyfriends mouth. Roman hums in response, making Seth thrust faster and groan.
"Fuck, Rome. I'm not gonna last long,"He says, fingers clenching Roman's hair before—
"FUCK!" He shouts after feeling Roman's hand on his balls, his cum sliding down Roman's throat. His eyes are open, staring at Roman whose staring back as he swallows before cleaning himself off and pulling Seth's pants back up, causing the younger man to let out a hiss.
"Randy might flirt with me to piss you off, baby boy, but at the end of the night, I'm going home with you, thinking of you, planning the rest of my life with you," Roman whispers, kissing him lightly on the lips before walking away with a wink as Seth groans and blushes.
He was furious. His face was set in stone, his stride backstage was fast and long and if there was one thing Seth Rollins wanted to do, it was punch a hell of a lot of fans faces in. He could vaguely hear Hunter and Stephanie calling for him but in this moment, with the fans still being insane and disrespectfully rude, he didn't care.
Roman worked his ass off for the fans. Every single fucking day, he got better when they found something to nitpick with him. He did top rope moves, even though he didn't want to do that shit. He got better on the mic, he did things he wasn't fucking comfortable doing, and he even gave up a fucking championship title because Roman knew the crowds would hate him even harder.
And what do they do? Be disrespectful fuckfaces, booing his boyfriend continuously and flipping them off. He was allowed to be furious, and all he wanted to do was turn around and go back out there and give the crowd a few more DX Chops and some choice words.
Hell, he was already walking towards the entrance when he walked into a very familiar chest and was being held back, but --
"Let me go, Rome." He snarls, fists clenched, still furious.
"Seth, no, it's --"
"Don't you fucking dare say it's alright, Rome." Seth states, eyes wide and bright with his anger, turning to face his boyfriend of a few years, "The disrespect those assholes are giving you is --" Seth starts before shaking his head and slumping against Roman.
"You've improved so fucking much, Rome. So fucking much. You don't deserve to get booed like that. Not when you work so hard." Seth sighs, looking into Roman's eyes and knowing that his boyfriend barely believes him.
He looks around, noticing a large group surrounding them, shuffling their feet, and he scowls before pulling Roman into an empty room and slamming the door, bitterness crawling up his back like a bug he can't reach. The room is dark, and it takes Seth a few moments to find the light switch.
When the light finally goes on, he can see the hesitancy in Roman's face, and his heart just absolutely breaks.
"Yeah, Rome, you don't deserve this bullshit." Seth sighs, reaching up and kissing Roman lightly on the mouth, coaxing it open, waiting for his boyfriend to relax. It takes longer than he wants, longer than he likes before he gets the reaction he wants --
"Roman, you're so much better than everyone out there," He whispers while closing his eyes tightly, anger thrumming through his body, shaking his head slightly.
"You don't deserve the boos, the mean signs, the finger being given to you -- you don't fucking des---" He's stopped by Roman cutting him off with a kiss, rough and hard, just like their fucking mood, and as he runs his fingers through Roman's hair, a low moan makes its way out of his mouth as Roman's fingers make there way down to his belt.
An hour later, he's staring at Roman who is putting his hair in a tight bun, and before he knows it, he's grabbing Roman's chin and making the older man look down at him.
"I love you, Rome. And fuck the haters. You have fans. They're protecting you, somewhere out there. Ignore everything else, and just continue keeping on. They wanan continue being douches, I'll continue giving them a DX Chop." He finishes quietly as Roman nods, kissing him lightly.
"We should probably get out of Dean's locker room. He ain' gonna be too thrilled we were in here--"
"Dean can suck it." Seth snorts, shaking his head with a grin, taking Roman's hand and leading him out of the room.
In that moment, the booing of the fans, the pain of the punches and Suplexes and loss of teeth did not matter for one Roman Reigns. In that moment, all he could focus on was the fact that Seth was by the entrance, waving around the championship belt like a helicopter, familiar to when he won in NXT, grinning in complete joy. He doesn't remember the next fifteen minutes -- the walk to the entrance, to the backstage area, watching as Seth gets his photo taken with J&J Security for the WWE Instagram account, getting cleaned up -- none of it is remembered because none of it mattered.
What did matter was the fact that Seth fucking won. His boyfriend fucking won, and all he wanted to do was go to him and congratulate him. Of course, it took him longer than he wanted and anticipated but eventually, he found himself, ankles crossed, leaning against the door to Seth's locker room, grin firmly in place.
He watches silently for a few minutes, not surprised that Seth seems to be humming a very familiar song from a Disney movie before shaking his head and clearing his throat. As Seth turns in surprise, he can't help but let his eyes roam Seth's body, looking for any bruises from earlier, any scratches from just now. Finding none, he walks forward, grabbing Seth by the hips and bringing the younger man closer, leaning in for a light kiss.
"Congratulations are in order," He murmurs against Seth's lips, feeling as Seth's mouth forms a grin and his body starts thrumming with happiness. Roman can't help but grin, separating himself from Seth and watching him until Seth pulls him back.
"You did just as good out there, you know that right?" He murmurs and Roman nods, throat tight. He doesn't always believe it -- has his moments, no thanks to the fans, but --
"You deserve the title," He whispers, kissing Seth's lips, his eyes, his nose, his neck.
"And you deserved the spot." Seth responds, kissing him back. He doesn’t believe him, and when Seth pulls away, his eyes narrow in confusion, wondering why.
“You matter, Rome. Don’t let the fans tell you otherwise. They don’t know shit. You fucking matter,” Seth states, eyes wide as Roman startles, unable to believe Seth swearing --
Unable to help himself, he pulls Seth in, kissing him firmly, losing himself in his boyfriend.
“Fuck, Seth. Let’s just go home,” He grins, running his fingers through Seth’s hair and smiling.
