#even though jey's not the same jey anymore

[jeysuso]

happy samijey sunday it's 10:41am and i've made myself cry already

[jeysbvck]

there's still a thread (that runs from your body to mine)

i'm back with another fic!! this one is for the absolutely wonderful & talented zaynee, who not only sent in a prompt, but its also their day today!! happy birthday bff!!🥳❤️ i hope you enjoy this fic but enjoy your day more!!🤭

[smut, 18+, read at your own risk]

taglist; @wrestlezaynia @loki69zowens @crxssjae @nightmare-viper @paigereeder @wrestlingprincess80 @southerngirl41 @alyyaanna @xtripleiiix

word count; 2.8k

summary; Kevin & Sami haven't seen - or spoke to each other for 3 months since Kevin broke it off & moved to Smackdown. That all changes when they're in the same place for the Royal Rumble, & Kevin can't take it any longer.

Sami lay on the bed, atop the sheets, staring up at the ceiling, replaying the same memory that had been on repeat in his mind for months. He didn't just see it when he closed his eyes; he saw it when he was awake too, when he wasn't occupied. Which is why he spent so much of his free time in the gym or working on ideas for his storylines, just so his brain wouldn't be free to think about Kevin. He'd even started crashing with Jey at hotels when they were booked together; the guy was always on. It never seemed quiet enough around him, and it helped Sami. Until Jey fell asleep, and Sami lay in the twin bed next to him, wide awake and his brain began to play the movie Sami hated so much.

Tonight, Sami was in his room alone, and once again, that fucking awful film started to play, and all Sami could do was watch.

"We can't do this anymore."

Kevin's words echoed around the room and into Samis’ ears, like he'd just used a blare horn to announce it. Sami thought everything was great between them. Sure, he felt Kevin pulling away slightly, but he had convinced himself he was just busy. It had been a busy time in the company, so it was a simple conclusion to draw. How hadn't Sami seen this coming? He thought he knew Kevin like the back of his hand.

“What do you mean?” Sami had asked. He'd hoped he was mistaken, that Kevin meant something else; but he knew deep down it was exactly what it sounded like. He stayed on Kevins’ chest, not wanting to move, like if he didn't move, this wouldn't happen.

“I'm going to Smackdown.” Kevin replied quietly. Now Sami was really confused. Why did Kevin going to Smackdown mean they have to break up?

“Okay, so?” Sami questioned. “We can work around that. It's only for a few weeks at the most, right?”

Kevins’ heartbeat quickened underneath Samis’ head. “No.” Kevin sighed. “I'm being traded to Smackdown because Jey came to Raw.”

“Oh.” Sami whispered. He could still feel the way his heart was splintering. “They chose you?”

“Um, they didn't exactly choose me, Sami.” Kevin told him. “I, uh- It was my idea.”

The room began to spin, Samis’ splintering heart now completely broken, he could feel the pieces stabbing him in the chest. He lifted his head off Kevin's chest and stared at the man next to him. ‘You volunteered? Why?”

Kevin stared at Sami, the glint in the red-haired man's eye that Kevin loved so much had been replaced with sadness.

“I- I need space.” Kevin replied, sighing. He knew everything would change after Wrestlemania, especially after they finally fell in bed together after hitting the highest highs of winning the tag titles on the biggest stage of the industry. Kevin had wanted this for so long and tried so hard to pretend he hadn't been in love with his best friend for years; once they had explored each other's bodies in such an intimate way, Kevin was hooked.

They never spoke about it, though. They never spoke about what it meant. They never spoke about their feelings. Both men would have a plan to do so, but whenever they were alone; it ended up in a quick make-out session, some heavy petting, and once in their shared hotel room, they couldn't hold back.

It got too much for Kevin; they seemed to be on the same page, but how could he know for sure? He was too afraid to bring it up, too afraid to vocalise that his love ran deeper than friendship. He thought this was enough, but it was weighing on him, like he was Atlas, holding up the world on his shoulders. Kevin knew Sami looked at him like he was responsible for the stars in the sky, but he also noticed that it was a running theme for Sami. He looked at everyone he cared about with so much love in his eyes that Kevin wasn't sure he was special. He needed space to breathe, and he couldn't do that around Sami. The man took his breath away every time.

“Space?” Sami repeated. He scoffed and threw the sheets off, swinging his leg off the bed. “So, you're leaving me?”

Kevin's heart fractured at those three words. It's what he was doing, right? He wanted to tell Sami that he loved him more than he could ever put into words, but that wasn't fair. He was running away, so how could he profess his love? Instead, he watched silently as Sami stood up. He took in every part of the man's naked form; if this was the way their story ended, he needed every hair, every freckle, every scar, every imperfection that made up Sami Zayn seared into his brain.

But when Sami started packing his bag and pulled the black zip-up hoodie over his shoulders, Kevin scrambled out of the bed. “Wait, Sami, what are you doing?”

Sami chuckled humourlessly. “What do you think? I can't stay here, Kev.”

“No, stop! Please!” Kevin begged, reaching out to Sami, who stepped away from the gesture. “Not like this, just one more ni-”

Sami hauled the strap of the black bag over his shoulder and shook his head. “You did this, Kev, not me.”

“I know, but-” Kevin sighed and sat back on the bed, defeated. “Where will you go?”

“I'll crash with Jey.” Sami replied, turning his back on Kevin, unaware of the tears filling his eyes. “Good luck on Smackdown.” Sami sighed. “I hope it was worth it.”

-

A loud, continuous knock on the wooden door pulled Sami out of his thoughts. It wasn't Jey. He had a very specific knock to let Sami know it was him, and he wasn't expecting anyone; so he ignored it. Until it became more frantic, and Sami groaned out loud.

“Alright, alright!” He shouted, “I'm coming!”

He made the mistake of not checking through the peephole, and he froze when he answered the door, not expecting Kevin to be standing there. It was the first time in four months that he'd lay eyes on him, at least in person, and Samis’ heart raced.

Sami knew he was going to see Kevin tonight at the Royal Rumble. Kevin was on the match card, and Sami was coming back from his break as a surprise entrant. He'd even seen Kevin backstage. He pretended he hadn't, of course, but he wasn't expecting him to be standing outside his room. Sami was very aware he was half naked, in just a pair of sweatpants, his hair still drying from his shower, and as he stared at Kevin, Sami knew Kevin was trying hard not to check him out, which made Sami blush.

“Hey.” Kevin said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Hey, man.” Sami replied. “You're not room service.”

A small smile crept on Kevins' lips, and he shrugged. “I mean, I brought a protein bar?” Kevin replied, pulling it from his pocket, and Sami let out a real laugh, the sound like music to Kevins’ ears as the smile on his face turned into a grin.

The sweet moment was fleeting as Samis’ face fell slightly, as if he'd momentarily forgotten everything that had happened. “What are you doing here, Kevin?”

“Oh, um- I-” He cleared his throat, ready to say whatever came to mind. “I just wanted to say-” He sighed, chickening out and instead saying, “Welcome back.”

Sami sighed. He didn't know what he was hoping for, but he was disappointed anyway. “Well, thanks, I guess.”

He began to close the door but was stopped by Kevins’ palm slamming against it. “Wait, please?”

Sami was instantly transported back to the last time Kevin begged him to wait, and this time, he obliged. He opened the door wider and stared expectantly. Kevin felt the pressure, still feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders, but he refused to look away. He was finally looking into the eyes of the man he loved, and he would keep doing it for as long as he was allowed.

“Well, what do you wanna sa-?”

“I miss you.” Kevin blurted out. He watched as Samis’ demeanour changed, the way his eyes softened, and his shoulders slumped slightly.

“Kev…”

“Sami.” Kevin pleaded. “I know I said we couldn't do this anymore, but I need you. Please.”

Kevin wasn't expecting Sami to fold like a deck of cards, especially not so quickly. But he didn't know how much it took for Sami not to answer the phone when Kevin drunk dialled him or when Kevin texted him at three AM at the beginning of this whole mess. Kevin had haunted Sami this whole time, and Sami wondered if Kevin felt the same way. He thought he couldn't handle opening himself up to Kevin again, only to have to say goodbye again, but now — Sami didn't care. He needed Kevin as much as Kevin needed him.

Sami threw himself at Kevin, his lips finding where they needed to be. Kevin stiffened up, shocked, but he fell into the kiss quickly, melting into Sami as his hands fell on his naked waist, pulling him closer — not that they could get any closer.

“Are you sure?” Kevin mumbled into Samis’ mouth. Sami nodded, pulling Kevin into the room, refusing to break the embrace.

Kevin kicked the door shut, his hands gripping Samis’ waist so tight, like someone was going to take him away. But he also pulled from the kiss, and when Sami whined, Kevin chuckled. “Seriously, Sami, are you sure about this? I know I hurt yo-”

“Kevin, shut up.” Sami told him, his eyes dark with lust. “I'm sure.” 

Kevins’ eyes widened, his shorts tightening at the front as he stared at Sami, his eyebrow cocked, a shit-eating smirk on his face. Kevin licked his lips and pulled Sami back into him — hands desperately clutching at one another, pulling the other closer until their bodies were almost one.

“Why am I the only one semi naked?” Sami asked, breathlessly with Kevins’ mouth on his neck, his teeth nipping at his skin. Kevin responded by untying his shorts and pulling them as far as he could without removing his mouth from Samis’ skin. Sami helped Kevin push the shorts and his boxers down his thighs, then wrapped his long fingers around Kevins’ thick cock.

Kevin gasped into Samis’ mouth, his cock twitching under the man's touch. Sami grinned as Kevin began to rock against his hand, and he gripped his length tighter.

Kevin pushed Sami backwards, right up to the bed, before pushing him down onto the mattress. Sami looked up at him, his lustful eyes so full of love. He'd been wondering if this moment would ever come again if he would ever feel this way again, and now it was happening. He wanted to savour every moment.

Kevin seemed to have the same idea. He raked his eyes over Samis’ body as he lay below him. Noting the extra scars that he had acquired over the months they'd been apart, wondering which matches they had come from, which opponent had added to the painting on Samis’ physique. He watched Sami pull at the strings at the front of his sweatpants and buck his hips as he undressed, completely enthralled by the sight of Sami undressing for him.

He dropped to his knees and took over, pulling the black pants down and over his ankles, before running the palm of his hands up Samis' legs slowly. Sami shivered as Kevins’ hands followed the path of goosebumps up his shins, his knees, right up to his thighs. The tips of his fingers grazed the inside of Samis’ thighs, making him groan at the touch, and Kevin watched as Samis’ cock twitched. He felt his own strain against his shorts, but he ignored it. Right now, it was all about Sami and his pleasure.

He ran his hands over his thighs, lifting himself up further, watching as Samis' face contorted with pleasure. His hips bucked, begging Kevin to touch him in the place he needed the most. His fingers teased the red hair around Samis’ cock, before he slowly wrapped them around the base of his cock. Sami groaned, rutting against Kevins’ hand, throwing his back as Kevin took most of Sami in his mouth.

“Fffffuck, Kevin!”

Kevins’ hands found Samis’ balls, and he massaged them as he let Sami fuck his mouth, his tongue swirling around every bit of the erection it could touch.

“Kev, oh fuck, you're gonna make me-”

Kevin pushed Samis’ cock further into his mouth, and when his thighs gripped Kevins’ head, he grasped his cock with one hand, pumping it with the same rhythm his mouth was making. “Kev, fuck, please!”

Kevin pulled his mouth off Sami, spit threading from Samis’ cock to Kevins’ lips, Sami almost orgasming at the sight alone. “Kev, I need you.”

Kevin bit his bottom lip as he hovered over Sami, the desire shared between both of them. They could see the love the other had in their eyes, and it was clear to the two of them that this was It. Even before the first time, Sami had been head over heels for Kevin. There was always something between them, an invisible red string tying them to each other. The past three months had been hell on Earth, and now it was Heaven.

Kevin inched his face towards Samis’, and Sami sat up, meeting Kevin halfway. The kiss was soft, delicate like butterfly wings, but it soon became more intense — deeper, their tongues almost battling for dominance. Kevin reluctantly pulled away, but the whine that slipped Samis’ lips was worth it. Kevin smirked as he ran his thumb over the ginger man's bottom lip, before he dragged it over his chin and down to his neck, to his collarbone, flicking his nipple before he slipped the hand in between their legs.

Kevin wrapped his hand around his own cock, pumping a couple of times before he positioned himself at Samis’ entrance. He arched his eyebrow, and Sami nodded.

“I need you.” Sami repeated, and Kevin leaned down to kiss him once again as he slowly eased himself into Sami. The redhead was tight, and Kevin moaned, forcing himself to go slow, not to cause Sami even more pain than he might already be experiencing.

“Fuck, Sami, you feel so good around me.” Kevin groaned, making Sami pull the bigger man in by the neck for a kiss. As Sami eased into the motion, he raised his hips, finding a rhythm against Kevins’ own thrusts. Soon, their moans were in sync with their actions, their kiss slow as they rocked against each other.

“Kev…” Sami breathed, his head rolling backwards as Kevin peppered his throat with kisses. “I missed you so much.”

“Sami, oh fuck, I missed you too.” Kevin replied. “So. Fucking. Much.”

Sami groaned, his nails digging into Kevins’ shoulder blades as their thrusts became quicker. “Kev, please, I'm gonna-”

“Sami, oh, fuck. Come for me.” Kevin whispered against Samis’ neck, his hand grabbing Samis’ cock. Sami bucked and moaned loudly as he came undone, Kevin following after a few more thrusts as his name spilled from Sami.

Kevin pulled out and rolled off Sami as he wiped the curls from his forehead. Sami then turned to Kevin and pushed his head under his arm.

“So…” Sami said, closing his eyes as Kevin traced patterns on his bicep. “So,” Kevin repeated.

“Does this mean you changed your mind?” Sami asked quietly.

Sami felt Kevins’ chest rise and fall under him, and he braced himself for the reply. He had always thought he knew Kevin like the back of his hand, but he'd found out the hard way that he might not.

“I changed my mind when I was…you know, breaking it off.” Kevin confessed. “I didn't want to do it, I thought I needed to do it.”

Sami inhaled, and he put his on Kevins’ chest as he pushed himself up. “I understand, sort of.” Sami replied. “I wish you'd just talked to me, though.”

“I know, and I'm so fucking sorry, Sami.” Kevin said, resting his hand atop of Samis’.

“It's okay,” Sami nodded, squeezing his hand against Kevins as he laced their fingers together. “I forgive you, Mon Coeur.”

Sami touched his lips to Kevins softly, smiling at the way Kevin held Samis’ cheek. When he pulled away, Kevin pulled Sami in, their foreheads pressed together. “Je t'aime, Sami.”

Sami smiled and placed his head back on Kevins chest, closing his eyes. He was sure he could feel his heart repairing itself, and he knew that he and Kevin could get through this.

“Je t'aime, Kevin.”

[samijey]

that post about contrast of touch oh my god it’s literally the proof of their environment and their situation 😭😭😭

FRIEND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED 😬😬

It's the way Sami doesn't show any sort of spite towards Jey, who at this point has beaten him up repeatedly and emphatically... Jey who has chosen him as a target for all the anger and frustration he's been accumulating since the Royal Rumble because the alternative would put Jimmy in danger.

Sami knows the aggressiveness Jey has been displaying towards him is truly meant towards Jey himself, so Sami takes it in stride. It's so clear how out of character for Jey it is to constantly grab at an opponent's face and constantly berate them - heel!Usos cheat, talk smack and jump people from the back, but they've never been about psychological warfare and the way Jey seems to constantly expect some type of answer, some type of reassurance from Sami when he's grabbing at his face and yelling at him... his accusations are always formulated as if they're questions even if they're not - Jey constantly punctuates those lines with "Huh?!" and goes over the same points over and over again:

I called you my brother

You never should have left

Like... he's expressed these two thoughts multiple times and Sami has told him his reasons more than once by now too so Jey knows the answers to these questions, therefore I believe that when Jey continues to vocalize these points presently, he isn't truly talking to Sami anymore - he's using them as self-inflicted verbal lashes to keep forcing himself into believeing he's doing the right thing by taking his anger out on Sami. He knows the moment he accepts that hating Sami doesn't feel genuine, he'll have to face his own weakness and accept that Sami was right all along - Jey knows what he wants to do, what he has to do and he's known it for months (arguably years!) but coming to terms with it is too much for him right now.

And Sami... Sami knows all of this, hell he's said it himself in Jey's face! He had no problem constantly hitting Jey with harsh truths on the way to Mania (and beating his ass for good measure because this is pro-wrestling, baby! Violence is the main tool of storytelling we use in this house!)

That smile from Sami before the final helluvakick really spoke volumes to me:

this wasn't a "mwahaha time for my revenge" or "hell yeah I'm about to win the titles", this was a "I'm going to fulfill my promise and release you both from those titles" and I'll even go as far as to say Sami knows Roman won't resist going mask off on the twins eventually for losing and then maybe... just maybe they'll wake up and do what must be done.

In the meanwhile though, Sami will accept each beating, each shout Jey throws at him and he will show him subtle kindness in return: he will run a hand through his face after kicking out of a brutal spot, he will hold him after the helluvakick, he will gently touch his forehead to Jey's before putting him out of his misery and even after the final blow has been dealt... he will hold Jey's wrist during the pin because he can't help but continuously demonstrate (whether he realizes it or not) how much he doesn't hold a grudge against Jey.

Sami has been in a similar position to Jey's in the past and he's the only one who sees and understands Jey at a time when he feels more isolated than ever. And if that isn't love, then I don't know what is.

YIKES I'M SORRY FOR THE ESSAY JUMPSCARE 😭😭

[jackforshort]

Here's a possible trope idea: stuck together (interpret how you'd like 😙)

Sending good vibes so that writer's block goes away !!

hey anon sorry this is so late but here it is!! thank you sm for the prompt, i went with jeysami! hope you enjoy :)

this takes place after survivor series: wargames '22!

“Oh, come on,” groaned Sami, almost going to honk his horn before seeming to think better of it. He put a frustrated hand through his hair. “This city is cursed, uce.”

Jey was already watching him from the passenger seat. “Probably an accident or somethin',” he said.

Sami sighed. “Yeah, yeah, you're right. I shouldn't be so self-absorbed.”

That— that wasn't actually what Jey had said. It made Jey's mouth involuntarily tilt up on one side. Sami, and his terribly genuine brand of... goodness. Jey was endlessly entertained.

“It's just—” Sami cut himself off. Jey raised his eyebrows. Sami glanced at him, grinned a little sheepishly. “It's weird, right? How it all is now?”

Jey knew what he meant. “What you mean, uce?” He liked to hear Sami talk.

“I mean.” Sami's hands began to gain energy, as animated as they always became when he was on a rant, and Jey turned to take in his fill more completely. “I mean, three months ago, I wasn't sure Roman took me even remotely serious. For sure, I didn't think that you... That you would ever warm up to me.”

Jey huffed. “Yeah.”

“And when Roman stuck us together— remember that?— when he wanted us to get along better?“ Sami laughed, sounding almost breathless. “Every time we were alone together, I was thinking, 'This is it. He's gonna kill me.'”

“Same, man,” said Jey, and Sami laughed some more. Jey's chest pleasantly warmed.

Sami looked at the cars around them. “And now we're here, stuck together just because you wanted to.”

Jey's face unpleasantly warmed. “Hey, I was just trying to finish my sets,” he defended. “You didn't have to stick around, you could've gone ahead with Jimmy and Solo.” In all honesty, Jey knew Sami would insist staying at the hotel with him. Their friendship was fresh and new and he'd been eager to hang out with a Jey that wasn't always glaring at him. “And you didn't have to drive.”

Sami waved him off, a grin on his face as he continued looking ahead, as if they weren't frozen in traffic. “Yeah, yeah,” his tone was teasing, “anyways, my point is that it's kinda weird how it all is now.”

Jey turned to look ahead, too. His cheeks felt warm. He fidgeted with the dashboard. “Good weird, though, right?”

A beat. “Definitely good weird,” Sami answered.

When Jey looked over, Sami was already looking. There was a smile still on his lips, but it was almost hesitant. He was blushing. Jey looked away.

They got quiet after that, then— not a bad silence, but a comfortable one. Jey, despite himself, had always felt comfortable around Sami — he just tried to suppress that comfort as well as he could with the distrust that his mind kept telling his heart that he should be feeling.

Truth was that nowadays, Sami was really the only person Jey ever felt completely comfortable with aside from Jimmy.

As that realization began to completely dawn on Jey, heat creeping back into his cheeks, he could feel a responding change in the silence of the car. Still not bad but— not exactly comfortable anymore. Charged.

He was just going to open his mouth, desperate to bring back normality, when Sami was opening his: “Jey?”

His tone sounded off. Sami was always so expressive, emotion always played out across his face and his voice and his posture but Jey didn't know this one, was still trying to figure them all out.

Jey swallowed. “Hm?”

Sami's fingers began tapping a beat into the steering wheel. “I,” he cut himself off again. He wet his lips, and Jey tracked the movement, eyes snapping back up right after. Sami's cheeks were still red. “I was wondering if you wanted to get food after the show.”

Something in Jey's chest was pounding like a drum. “Always do, don't we?”

“No, like—” Sami glanced at him, expression painfully sincere. “Like a date.”

Jey could hardly breathe. “A date?“

Sami didn't look like he was breathing, either. “A date.”

“For real?”

“For real.”

“With me?”

“With you.”

“Sami,” Jey said.

“Shit,” said Sami. “I should not have done this. I should not be doing this, especially alone in a practically parked car with you, damn it—”

“Sami,” he tried.

“Jey, I'm sorry about this, ignore it all, forget I even asked, I really didnt mean to put you in an uncomfortable—”

“Sami,” Jey insisted, and Sami finally shut up, wincing.

“Yeah?” he asked weakly.

Jey's heart was still pounding. “Yeah.”

“Yeah, that's what I thought, I'm so sorry about this, Jey, if you don't want me to—”

“Sami,” Jey repeated, exasperated. “Yeah.”

Sami finally looked at him, full on. He blinked. “...Yeah?”

Jey felt a grin spread across his face. “Yeah.”

A honk interrupted them. The cars ahead of them had started up again, moving forward. Sami broke their frozen eye contact to follow, his driving jerky.

“Yeah,” he eventually said, breathlessly. “Okay. I mean— Awesome. Cool. Totally.” He laughed softly, brushing a quick hand through his hair. “Awesome.”

Jey finally looked away, too, but he knew a ridiculous grin was still plastered all over his face. “Awesome.”

[ucetheones]

What Had To Be Done

Realistically, Jey knew Jimmy was correct when he said things had to be this way. He knew his brother was right, but that didn't change the fear that gripped Jey's heart when he thought of the fate that lay before him and Jimmy for turning on Roman, and ultimately Solo.

While, it was Jimmy who did the deed, it was Jey who was forced to deal with the fallout. It was always like that. 

No, no, no, no. Jimmy was right, wasn't he? The way Roman treated them wasn't right. Jimmy had done the right thing, he had done what Jey failed to do years before.

Right?

Jimmy was trying to protect Jey, the way Jey tried to protect him. 

Jey had tried to protect Jimmy, hadn't he? He'd folded to Roman's will to keep him, and Solo safe, right?

In truth, Jey could no longer remember. He could no longer remember his intentions when agreed to stand by his cousin, despite the man tormenting him since they were children, Jey stupidly believed his cousin had gotten better with age.

He hadn't. If anything, Roman got worse. And he continued to get worse.

It didn't help that Jimmy, Jey and Solo had backed up his behaviors for the past few years. It didn't help when Roman would laugh with them anymore, it didn't cut the tension or blur the lines between what was storyline and what was real life. Because it had always been real life to Roman, the rough hand he treated his cousins with hadn't been for the sake of the cameras, he hadn't grown out of making Jey feel worthless.

There was no more "Joe". Maybe there had never really been a Joe, or maybe Joe, and Roman had always been one in the same, and Jey was blind to the signs that his cousin was never going to care about him the way a cousin was meant to.

Maybe Jimmy was right, Jey was too much of a bitch to see that he took Roman's shit for far too long. Maybe Jimmy was right to take the reins on this. 

Jey isn't sure he would've had the gall to pull the trigger on their family. Even if that family member has used his body in ways no person should ever have to experience. Even if that person, whose blood is the same as yours, never really cared for you as an individual.

Blood doesn't mean much when the blood in question has left you lying in a pool of your own blood, having split you apart after beating you down with unrelenting fists. Blood doesn't mean shit when they've emotionally, physically, and sexually taken advantage of you. 

Jey remembers the first time Roman used his body for his own enjoyment, it was after his and Jimmy's 13th birthday party. Jey had eaten way too much cake and just wanted to lay down, Roman insisted he accompany his cousin lest he be sick on his way back to his room.

Looking back, Jey was stupid for agreeing. He was stupid to ignore the way Roman's hands slid from his shoulders, down, down, down, down. 

If you asked Jey, he was stupid for allowing it to happen several times after. He was stupid for believing after years of separation, Roman would no longer want that. 

But, if you asked Jey, he would also say he doesn't regret taking the abuse since it meant Jimmy and Solo remained in the dark about just how disgusting Roman could be. They were no strangers to a slap, mush or even a punch, here and there. But neither of them would ever know the terror of feeling your insides ripped open sans prep or lubricant, because Jey bore that cross for them. Roman gave him his word, and surprisingly enough, he'd stuck to it all the years following.

Though, now…now that Jimmy and Jey were no longer under Roman's thumb, it meant for the first time in over twenty years, Jey was free. Jey was free, so did that mean Roman would go back on his word? Would he turn his aggression onto Solo, since Jey, and ultimately Jimmy, weren't an option?

The answer to that question came in the form of Roman all but breaking Jey's hotel door down, banging relentlessly on the wooden barrier. 

The usually quiet corridor was filled with the sounds of an angry Roman.

Jey was almost afraid to let him in. 

Fuck it, he was afraid. It'd be the first time he's seen Roman since Saturday, and based on the way the elder rapped at the door, he wasn't in a good mood. 

Not that Jey expected him to be.

With shaky hands the male opened the door, swallowing thickly when his eyes met Roman's own, immediately finding the anger that burned brightly in them.

"Uce…"

[danwhobrowses]

My Highlights from Royal Rumble 2024

So it's people throwing season again, soon to be sign pointing season

The Royal Rumble remains perhaps the secondmost highlight of WWE's calendar, mainly as it sets the wheels for Wrestlemania. This one however has a stacked amount of names but an air of distaste given the lawsuit against Vince McMahon, allegations which are horrid and egregious and would justify anyone who sought not to watch the show in response to it.

Still, the PPV was something to check out...albeit not through paid transaction, so let's talk about the positives of the show

Spoilers for the PPV

The Pre-Show is worthless save for Paul Heyman who always delivers on the promo

Pat McAfee always feels happy to show up at least

Nice to hear Naomi get a pop again

Even though it failed in the end, Kairi's hold-on was pretty cool

Showing the top 3 active wrestler's times was a nice bit of information too

Big ass wings from Zelina

Shotzi got a bigger tank this time

Oh Truth...

Bayley was very much the right call to win too

They at least explained why the count wasn't made during the stack, even if it's bull

Oh Hey Logan Paul actually has some decent gear...

Putting the Usos to start the Men's Rumble is a clever move

Andrade's extra headpiece for his mask was cool

Reminder that technically since nobody entered in place of Rey Mysterio last year and that Cody left over the top rope that he technically won last year's Royal Rumble

Kaiser with the casual sidestep as Lashley brawled with AOP next to him

GUNTHER, that is all

Truth trying to tag in XD Then doing the Cena 5 moves of doom

Gotta hand it to him Dom sold the hell out of being thrown over

SAMI, would've been a great surprise winner

'Sami Zayn used to have a windpipe'

The mini match of Cody and Punk started well, kinda showing that really they could've had a Mania match and left the rumble winner a surprise because they got too obsessed with each other

Conclusion

Eh, I didn't have as good a time as I'd hoped I'm afraid. A lot of dead space or things not clicking; the US title and UNI title matches were forgettable, the former's finish was awful. Jordynne showing up was a surprise spoiled already but even then it happened last year with Mickie anyway, not much novelty there, plus she eliminated nobody and was felled in a minute against Belair, classic WWE-ism of 'oh this is a top person for you? Well they're not as good as our non-champion'. Pat eliminating himself was a waste of time, and as much as Jade had a good showing like, Nia? Really? We've seen many pick up Nia Jax let's be serious here. Also neither Jimmy or Jey eliminated each other, what was the point of them as the first two? GUNTHER deserved better than being eliminated by Cody yet again and Drew and Punk literally did the same thing before they were eliminated.

I suppose it'd be enjoyable if you were a WWE-only who believes everything commentary says, even when they contradicted themselves on the night when Waller and Theory referenced Luger/Hart's win and then later Cole went 'no rumble has had 2 winners'. But even then the men's rumble was woefully obvious, Cody winning back to back just feels uninspired too, they're literally trying to run it back after dropping the ball last time - except, with no WWE championship anymore Cody can't really finish the story of winning the title his father was robbed of winning now can he? It's just, not surprising, and that's been the theme of this entire event because you saw most of it coming a mile off; Jade, Naomi, Jordynne, Andrade, Cody/Punk final two, Solo interferes in Roman's match, Logan Paul wins beat cheap means it's just meh, the only genuine surprise was Sami coming back and he barely lasted. Also I gotta say that WWE's method of lying to media to try and put people off the scent; 'Ronda Rousey isn't returning in the rumble' (not this year ofc), 'oh Punk talks fell apart he won't return at Survivor Series', 'Cody's not finishing the story this year', it isn't a misdirect it's just fucking lying. And man Punk's credibility continues to drop when he talks about how great it is in the company that he accused of making him mentally ill and then doing a Pedigree in the ring, bad enough that Cody does one as a face after he kept teasing it as a symbol of a heel turn in AEW and then left before he did.

On the plus side at least, Bayley deserved that win.

[mexxs-blog]

The group of survivors in the Yellowjackets AU have this conversation five years after the incident + two months after JD’s death:

“But we’re totally fine. Right? We moved on, there’s no reason for us to acknowledge what happened five years ago anymore.” Damian blurted out as they all sat around in the living room at Rhea’s house. At his comment, Charlotte turned to face him.

“So I’m the only one who doesn’t see what’s wrong here?” She asked before she huffed and took a moment to compose herself. “Alright, fine.” She then looked around, before she stopped to look at Roman.

“Roman. You have pushed your entire family away,” She began. “You led Jimmy to his death- and you’re dragging your other cousin into our mess.”

Roman wanted to say something, but he had to held his own mouth back as he rubbed his face.

“Randy, at this rate, you will lose your career- again. Just because your arrest was dismissed doesn’t mean that people won’t ignore this.” She called out as well, looking at Randy who didn’t had anything to say.

“Rhea.” Charlotte then turned to her. “… you did actually kill someone.”

“Whoa hold on- her killing JD made perfect sense.” Randy immediately said. “She did it for the good of the group.”

“Right- she had no choice, Charlotte.” Dom agreed. Both men defending Rhea who looked down at her hands as she didn’t say a single word.

“Plus, it was either her or him. You really would prefer Rhea dead?”

“That’s not my point.” Charlotte said with a sigh. “The point is that she’s lucky the cops didn’t suspect or caught her. Had that not been the case, she would’ve been in deep shit and would have no choice but to tell the entire truth from five years ago, and you guys know that.”

Everyone looked at each other- knowing that she somehow had a point, but at the same time…

“Jey- even though you’re already part of this mess, you still have no reason not to stop Nia from getting involved in our business.” The blonde kept calling out. “I understand that she swore not to tell anyone- but even so, that still makes her into a liability.”

“See- THANK you. Finally someone said it.” Randy sighed as he adjusted himself in his seat while Raquel rubbed her face.

“Randy, she’s not saying anything for Jey and Solo’s sake. She cares about her family.” She reminded him.

“Yeah- but is Roman going to protect her? Can she even protect herself if someone decides to blackmail her?”

“Okay, first of all, JD is gone. There’s no one else who would have a reason to blackmail us.” Zoey quickly said. “Second of all, would you rather want Triple H to know that we survived in the woods by running a fucking cult and killing people?”

Lmao triple H should know they’re all borderline insane

[lepidopteragirl]

So fucked up soap elaborate on the time traveling to not kill quackity part as an apology.

-j

cat jumping up and down gif jjj!! my best friend @anonymous-jey (<- tagging so u can see bc i took a while to answer ths one and then answered it at 3 am dorry about that) HI J!!!!!!!!! HEHE OKAY so i have two options here that i am turning around in my brain

referencing this post :)

first one is timeloop!! of the same day, he gets somehow manages to get just enough control of his time travel to trap himself in a timeloop of the same day, memories not jumbled as they were before, but skip-y, like he has both versions, the real version, and XD's version, but as the same day goes by again and again more and more come back. no matter how hard he tries though, the day seems to end the same way, him shoving quackity off a cliff, accidentally hitting him instead of a zombie. they r cursed. etc. and at the end of everyday karl gets a choice to go back, like in a video game or smth etc. (normally he resets just as sapnap runs in the door, communicator in his hand to find karl covered in blood standing over quackity's body.)

karl slowly starts to realize that hes never going to be able to get out of this cycle, never get to escape without killing quackity. that the only way hes going to be able to get out of it until he accepts it, confronts what he did when sapnap gets there. so the tries that, he talks to sapnap and they try to accept it and sapnap is very angry but they somehow manage to make up and try to. do smth. move on figure smth out. they go to sleep. and guess what day karl wakes up on.

at this point hes getting really hopeless, miserable, sad, etc, and decides if this is his last chance, if this is all he has left before quackity dies, he wants to make up, wants to apologize for everything he said in the past that quackity remembers, and even what he doesnt. this goes poorly as quackity (not remembering the number of times karl has killed him before) assumes karl is making fun of him. and. well they fight again and that goes bottoms up and karl has seen this film before etc, but somehow, this time is different, and they manage to make up THEN END LOVE WINS!!!!!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

okay and option two is a little less sad and melodramatic etc and a little more back to the future but make it. uh. ????

anyway very similar start except from instead of karl accidentally sending himself into a timeloop, he accidentally (on purpose?) sends himself back to the day of the dethronement conflict. more specifically, just outside of some fight happening outside of the prime path. he barely recognizes himself at first. he recognizes quackity first though, almost as soon as he hears his voice. hes so much younger, so much more naive, but karl knows its him. just a second later, he recognizes sapnap, george, dream, and as the time travel nausea starts to fade, he starts to recognize himself too. they barely look like the same person anymore, he realizes slowly, sliding down behind a tree to steady himself while the fighting continues just a bit away.

hes not exactly sure why he's here, or even how he got all the way back here, but hes decided hes going to do everything he can to mkae the most of it, do a little back to the future and keep himself from forgetting, but more importantly keep q from dying. how is he going to figure this out you ask? well im not quite sure but i think maybe his communicator still kinda works so he can use that like that one phto from back to the future. his plan? he has to keep past!q from dying at technos execution. he tries but unfortunately he is a fool and a sad little noodle and he fucks it up and convinces q to convince tubbo to move up the schedule on the butcher army, and yeah, then quackity dies. fuck. this is tragic for karl, as he has just watched quackity die to his own hand and guess who he blames for thistoo!

lcukily for him, hes very used to watching people die in front of him. around this time, past!karl is taken for his very first tale! awh :)! cute!!! now!karl immediately remembers /that/, mourns his past self etc, but makes the most of it by doing his best to disguise himself as past!karl as quackity recovers, and they start to jump right back into work for el rapids, not yet christened yet. present!karl does his best to take care of quackity as he recovers, and does his best to tell him things that will keep him from getting hurt in the future. but he gets sad and ends up just awkwardly trying to make sure quackity knows karl loves him, that smth's wrong that he never would forget him etc. together they work on el rapids and whatnot, and then, the time when we get to the day where its pretty clear the same plot regarding framing eret.

guess who gets back its past!karl. present!karl finds him in the woods, sort of confused and small and just back from Time etc. but he has to let past!karl go, cant stop the el rapids plot. ofc he cant talk to his past self, but he figures as a last ditch effort, he can try to leave a message, one last message to his past self, one last chance to fix things. he tears out a photo from a locket or smth and writes a message on the back, smth to fix smth one last chance, and drops the locket into the leaves and waits. past karl picks it up, and present karl holds his breath and. past karl drops it and runs back out to their house as sapnap starts yelling looking for him.

and then karl has to accept that he failed. he cries its sad etc just then, to make matters worse, he starts getting sucked back to the present. he cant fight it he goes back etc. but to his surprise, he wakes up on the couch, in some, just a little different version of kinoko, with sapnap and quackity bent over him, looking worried. they look just a little different, that he remembers them, sapnaps got way more flashy gold jewelry and about seven earrings, the kind someone who often visits a casino might wear, and he looks less stressed, smile opener than karls seen it in a while; quackitys still in his suit, but he looks softer and less on edge, bandana and flowers in his hair, wings free and relaxed at his shoulders. but its them, and they look happy, they look so happy. its them :)

(at the end, after having a small discussion w his fiances and starts to realize what he managed to change, how they're all together and how nothings ever been wrong ever!! :D he finds a small silver locket in his hoodie pocket :))

[hobisstar]

You Are Coming To SmackDown One Way Or Another- Roman Reigns X Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

kaikamahine nani means beautiful in Hawaiian.

a/n: This may be a two part series! This one being the main part then the next part being the smut.

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Pissed? No that’s not what Roman felt at the moment. He was livid at the moment. His girlfriend Y/N was being drafted to RAW!

Paul tried to negotiate with Adam and Sonya but, they wanted to give Y/N a push on her own! Roman didn’t like that at all.

He felt that they are trying to take his girl away from him just because they think she can do better without him. He is aware of what she can do hell she won the SmackDown and RAW Women’s before they started dating!

He wanted her to be by his side only! Not on raw where he wasn’t at he hated every thought of it

Y/N though, didn’t see this as a problem! She saw it as another brand to go back to and remind people that nothing has changed. I mean nothing was wrong with being drafted to a different brand…right?

“Roman, If you are worried I’ll get hurt or whatever it is I won’t! I’ll be fine On RAW. We will still be together and in the same company.” She said trying to make it better.

“Y/N, we won’t see each-other ever. We will travel with different people, be in different cities, countries, and states without each-other, we will have a different schedule. Everything is wrong with that! I don’t like- no. i don’t trust you on a different brand. I need you everywhere with me. People are gonna think I don’t own you anymore-“

“ Woah now. You don’t own me, we’ve been over this before. We are dating IN A RELATIONSHIP You aren’t a pet owner and I’m not a pet. There is nothing wrong with being in a different brand. You don’t trust me? No you just don’t like the fact that I can do more without you by my side all the time! You think I’ll make a mockery of your little Bloodline huh?”

Roman sighed and sat down. “ Its not that I don’t trust you, I don’t trust the idiots around you! They will make you slack off at your task. You won’t focus-“

Y/N cut him off again and he sighed with irritation. “Roman just cut the crap, you don’t think I can do anything without you. You trust me because you don’t believe in me just say it Roman gosh stop betting around the bush!”

He stood up and grabbed his belt. “ You aren’t going to RAW and that’s final. If I had to force them to change Jimmy and Jey back here don’t pretend I can’t do it for you either.”

He said and as if it was on cue Paul walked in and felt the tense air. Paul looked at me then sighed.

“I’m sorry my tribal chief but they said she has to stay on RAW. I tried to beg them my tribal chief but nothing worked.”

He said trying not to get yelled at by Roman again for the 12th time today.

Y/N got up and walked out ignoring Roman and Paul shouting her name.

She was heated she doesn’t understand what’s the problem with being away! It’s not like she was gonna cheat, mock his Bloodline, make him look weak, etc etc. Of course she went to Naomi she just needed to talk.

She saw Naomi next to Jimmy and Jey chatting. She sat next to Naomi and it got silent.

“ Dont tell me you guys heard about him being pissed about me being drafted to RAW as well?” She said and they looked at each other then nodded. She sighed and put her head down.

“ Uce is just looking out for you ,Y/N. I know he may come off as obsessed or possessive but he feels like you aren’t protected and that’s his job. He wants to protect you from any harm and protect you with his love. He feels he can’t do that when you are so far.” Jey said looking at her.

“We all know Roman would never take any opportunity from you, EVER. He feels like this is just you being stolen from him. After all you both been through he just wants you to himself not on a different roaster. He means well sis” Naomi said patting her back.

“ Big Uce wants the best for you even if it’s like this..” Jimmy chipped in.

Y/N nodded and looked at them, understanding them.

“ It’s just that he’s gonna have to accept this. They aren’t changing this I won’t allow him to take this away from me.” She stood up and went to her lockerroom- well Their lockerroom.

She walked in and was expecting to see both Paul and Roman but, instead she saw her new ring gear which was red.

As she picked it up she saw a note fall out of it. “I’m sorry Babygirl for my actions. I just really don’t want you to leave. I love, adore and need you by side. I need you to function and if you aren’t there I feel so lost. Please forgive me, Love Tribal Chief” She read out loud.

Y/N scoffed and put it down. She looked at her gear and saw a little flower, looking closely and saw it was a Lotus Flower, her favourite flower. Slowly she heard the door open and turned around seeing Roman.

He stood there holding a big bouquet of them. “ These are for you, Kaikamahine Nani~” He sighed and put them on the table.

“I know earlier what I said was just not needed.. but I was scared I was going to loose you and I couldn’t stand the feeling of it. It sucked really it did..” Roman looked down then at her.

“ Roman I understand but that doesn’t give you the right to make it seem like you own me and you are the reason I’m here. I love you and you know I will always love you. Nothing can take me from you and I know you are aware of that but just please Roman please, remember that.” Y/N walked to Roman and smiled pulling him to a hug. “I accept your apology. I’ve got 2 more weeks with you until we officially switch now let’s make the most of it.” She looks up and sees him smirking.

“ I think I know a couple of ways to make the most of it each and everyday~” He said picking her up and carrying her to the shower.

Oh boy.

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immmmm back with another Little action! This will be a two part series so, the next part will be the smut. I wanted to do something different.

Also slight warning, I know that I will always get hate and good interaction on my stories but, the negative kinda knocks at me brain. You see I don’t do grammar checks as much and neither is my grammar great to began with. I never asked for the negative so please do not, I repeat do not send me something especially when you hide under anonymous and don’t have the balls to actually go to me to say the shit on your actual profile.

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[rayslittlekitten]

Manhattan

Jey's Pride Celebration 2k21 Series

A/N: This is for this week’s Writer’s Wednesday for @autumnleaves1991-blog​. I did not plan on writing anymore for “The Kiss” universe that was specifically written for the Writer’s Wednesday and @flightlessangelwings​ Pride collab in June, but since this week’s photo prompt is in New York City, I thought it was fitting for that universe. This fic was also inspired by “Manhattan” by Sara Bareilles (YT link below). I’ve been wanting to write a short screenplay for it for a while but that never happened. This would take place between “Would You Ever?” And “Taking Another Chance”.

Rating: T

Word Count: 920

Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x GN!Reader

Contains: angst (I legit cried while writing this), implied PTSD?, cursing

Photo Prompt:

Things weren't always rainbows and sunshine between you and Will.

Two years ago, Will moved across the country to be with you and now, you're shoving your clothes into a duffle bag.

"Will you please stop?" Will shouts.

You ignore him and continue to pack, not caring that your clothes are going to be wrinkled.

Two months ago, Will started distancing himself from you and now, you need some space away from him.

"Y/N, just--" Will tries to grabs your hands but you push him away.

Two weeks ago, Will ignored your questions and concerns, and now, you don't want to hear what he has to say.

"Can you please fucking say something?" Will pleads.

Two days ago, Will brought you to this nice hotel in the Upper West Side to celebrate your third year dating anniversary for a three-day weekend, and now, you'd rather be back home in Colorado.

"Please don't leave."

Two hours ago, Will said some things that he regrets and you don't want to do the same.

"Babe, I'm so sorry," Will tries to wrap his arms around you and hold you. "I didn't mean it."

Two minutes later you find yourself walking through Central Park, looking down at the bright orange leaves that fell to the damp ground. It had rained earlier today. You needed some fresh air and alone time to think.

"Can you please just shut the fuck up? I can't even hear myself think!"

The words keep playing over and over in your head.

"I can't fucking do this right now, okay? This is supposed to be a happy time. Can we just get this shit over with first and then maybe talk about it when we get home?" 

This was the first time you both got into a heated argument. You were tempted to call Benny, but you didn't want to make this awkward for him. Will had always been open with you but these last few months you've noticed he's been shutting you out. You ask him about it but every time you do, he shuts down. You don't want to push him to talk if he's not ready, but he also refuses to acknowledge that there is something wrong, at least to you. He must think you're too stupid to not notice his change in behavior. You tried though, but he lashed out at you. Maybe you pushed a little too hard.

Your phone vibrates and you reach into your jacket pocket. "Will" flashes across your screen and you hit the red button to ignore it before slipping it back into your pocket.

When you get back to your hotel room, you walk in and find the room empty. You check the bathroom and he's not there either. You take the opportunity to finish packing. Your phone rings again and you silence it. You take the notepad and pen the room provided and write a small note. You throw your bag over your shoulder and head to the front door. As you go to grab the handle, the door opens.

Your eyes meet Will's sad blue eyes. Will looks at you for a moment and then wraps his arms around you, holding on to you like you can disappear at any moment.

"I'm so so sorry, Y/N," Will sniffles. "I love you so much." He pulls back and cradles your face with his hands.

"Will, I love you too, but this isn't going to work out for us if you continue to keep me in the dark. I understand that you've been through some really rough and unimaginable things, but as your partner, I need to know what's going on inside your head."

"I know, I know. " A tear rolls down his face. You can't help but let a tear escape from your own eye as well. "I know I fucked up, but I promise I'm going to try, for us."

"I'm going to spend a week or two in Colorado. I think it's time I should go visit my family anyways. It's been a while," you tell him while placing a comfortable distance between you two.

"Please don't go." Will reaches out to you but you take a half step back.

"It's just going to be a week or two. I think we both can use some space right now." You blink back a few tears.

Will looks at you for a moment and then swallow the lump in his throat. His brows wrinkle and he nods.

"Where are you going now?" he sniffles.

"I'm gonna go home and start packing. I'm planning on leaving tomorrow," you tell him.

"Can I at least take you home?" Will asks.

"I think I'd rather go alone."

Will nods again, understanding. "Can you at least let me know that you got home okay?"

You nod.

"I'll see you in a couple of weeks," you say and then give him a peck on his lips.

Will wraps his arms around you and pulls you in again, deepening the kiss. He pulls back and rests his forehead against yours, looking back at you with wet eyes.

"Fuck, I don't deserve you." Will whispers.

"You take care of yourself, okay?" You tell him.

Will nods. "You too."

As you pull away, you faintly hear Will tell you he loves you again.

"I love you, too, Will. You need to do the same for yourself."

You sniffle and give him a kiss on his cheek before finally leaving the room.

[reignstormz]

| Lion & The Lamb |

INTRO; After hiding your secret crush on the hottest guy in school since freshman year, senior comes around and you finally come face to face with the Samoan, sharing an intimate moment together.

WORD COUNT; 2,300 (maybe, not sure, had some issues, pretty short)

WARNINGS; Takes place in 1984, Bullying, Sweet interactions.

CAST; Y/N ( Yourself) Y/B/F/ N ( Your best friend's name) Roman, Jey, Jimmy, Naomi, and Galina Anoa'i. (Just a story, not saying Galina is anything like her character in this fic)

MINI PLAYLIST; Give Me Your Love - Pebbles/ Two Occasions - The Deele / Ready Or Not - After 7 / Rock With You - Michael Jackson / Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper

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NOVEMBER 9th, 1984

The sounds of teenage laughter filled your ears as you sat in the passengers seat of your best friend's car. You sighed, trying the best you could to block out the noise as you read your book that was sitting in your lap. It was a hectic, busy Friday night. Your school's football team had just won yet another game and everyone was at the Drive In Movie Theatre to celebrate, goof around, or get down to business. Typical things that high school students would be up to. You on the other hand, didn't go to the game and was only here because your best friend practically dragged you out of the house.

You were not so big into the normal teenage, high school experiences. You were very quiet, antisocial, and didn't have many friends. School dances weren't your thing, especially parties. Instead, your way of having fun was just keeping yourself company. You were one of the smartest, if not, the smartest girl in school; You were a straight-A student, and you loved to read. Reading brought you joy and gave you the opportunity to escape to a different reality. Many people labeled you as nerdy, but you could care less.

You were over people picking on you, and judging you, which was one of the biggest reasons why you were so reserved. You got bullied heavily up to 4th grade, and your parents decide to homeschool you until high school came around. They wanted things to turn around for you, but it was the exact same. The only difference was, you made one solid friend and you ate school lunch, something other than food from your refrigerator.

Currently, the theatre was going to show Prince's "Purple Rain" and you were in the car waiting for it to start with your best friend. She also happened to be a cheerleader. You met her in PE class, one joke led after another and you guys became very tight. You were kind of surprised that you two were friends since you were so opposite from each other, and from different crowds.

Y/B/F/N's turned her head to look at you. She sighed, rolling her eyes briefly before she snatched your book out of your grasp. You groaned with irritation, and turned as well to make eye contact with her, "Can you stop? You made me lose my place."

"Can you just have fun for once? Girl. We're at the movies and the first thing you want to do is shove your nose into a book." She shades, throwing your book into the backseat.

"I didn't want to come tonight." You stress to her, "I have studying and homework I need to do-"

"That's all you ever do." She cuts you off. "Come on, you've known how long I've wanted to see this movie. Just do this one thing for me, please?"

"So you want me to sit in a car for an hour?" You questioned. A smile slowly creeped onto her face, which quickly answered your question.

You sighed, unbuckling your seatbelt to get out of the car. She furrowed her eyebrows, "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm getting snacks." You replied, and before you got out of the car she grabbed onto your wrist.

"Can you get some popcorn? Please?" She asked, with clear as day begging look on her face. You rolled your eyes and got out of the car before she asked for candy as well. Any ounce of candy in her system was a not an option, especially since she had to still take you home tonight. As you walked to the concession stand, you saw just about every single familiar face from school. You were so focused on not making eye contact with anyone that you accidentally bumped into another person in front of you, causing their drink to spill all over your white long sleeved shirt. A couple people who were walking by giggled and the girl you bumped into couldn't of been worse.

"Even those ridiculous glasses you wear still can't help you watch where you're going." Galina dissed, looking you up and down before pushing past your shoulder. Her best friend, Naomi, looked at you apologetically for a second before following behind her. You sighed, looking down at your ruined shirt and turned your head, glaring at her. You saw Galina and Naomi walk back to their car, where the the most popular guys in school happened to be. The twins, Jimmy and Jey Uso, were sitting in the trunk of the car while the guy you've had the biggest crush on for the longest was leaning against it.

Roman Reigns was by far the hottest guy you've ever laid eyes on. He was the captain of the football team, he was smart, and also very kind as well believe it or not. You've only talked to him once, and that was when your chemistry teacher paired you two up for a project not too long ago. Roman was nothing but sweet to you, but since you were extremely shy and quiet, you barely said a word to him the entire time. Not only that, you didn't want any rumors to get out that you liked him. You would get teased nonstop, and Galina, who happened to be his girlfriend, would go out of her way to publicly humiliate you. However, it was nothing new. She was the typical mean girl that everyone was afraid of; You, well you weren't afraid of her really, you just didn't have the energy to deal with her bullshit so you always held your tongue.

"What happened to my fruit punch?" You heard Jey ask Galina. She sighed, wrapping her arm around Roman's waist while he looked down at her.

"Some nerd bumped into me and got it everywhere." She replies, and Roman raised his eyebrow.

"What nerd?" He says. Galina nods towards you. Before you and Roman made eye contact, you quickly turned back around and hurried to the bathroom to try to clean yourself up. This night couldn't get anymore embarassing, you thought.

You stared at yourself in the mirror with a lost expression. There was no way you were going to get this stain out of your shirt. You heavily sighed, adjusting your slightly crooked glasses. As you let a hand fall from your nose to your chin in stress, a strand of your sleeve ended up getting caught on a piece of your braces.

You rolled your eyes, groaning. You hated wearing braces for a million reasons, but this was the main reason why you couldn't wait to get them off soon. They got caught into everything. You tried again and again to get the strand to untangle itself but it wasn't budging. Shit, you thought. Now you had no choice but to go back to the car so your friend could help you. So many things were going wrong tonight and all you wanted to do was just go home at this point.

You took a deep breath before exiting the bathroom. As you turned the corner, you almost ran into someone else for the second time. You sighed, closing your eyes for a second before looking down.

"I'm sorry." You apologized, sounding a little funny since the strand was still stuck on your braces.

"Damn, you need some help with that?" An attractive voice said, that you immediately recognized. Fuck, you cursed in your head. You slowly looked up and saw the tall Samoan tower over you with a concerned look on his face. You nervously started to tap your foot and your heart began to beat very fast.

His facial expression turned into an amused one and he gently took the strand out of your hand to help you get it loose, "I'll take that as a yes."

Within a minute, he got the strand loose from your braces and you were finally able to rest your arm by your side. You shyly pulled your sleeve shirt down, "Thanks.."

He nodded with a faint smile on his face. Little did you know, Roman always had a thing for you as well. He knew you as the quiet girl in class, ever since freshman year. It was now senior year and you haven't changed a bit. You guys were in classes together but never spoke before, or even sat together until one project. He admired the fact that you were different; Girls threw themselves at him all the time, which made you think that you could never stand a chance but you were wrong. He loved the fact that you were extremely smart and had a head on your shoulders. You had a unique type of beauty that he adored; The glasses, braces, the infectious laugh and the shyness. Roman deep down has a weak spot for the nerdy girls, even though no one knows about that at all. People assume all the time of what his type is or who he was as a person, when really no one knew who he truly was. The only people that knew him best were his family, and Galina at one point but as time went on Roman wasn't happy with the person she's become.

Galina was practically Roman's day one, they've known each other since they were kids through a family friend. She was never like this intimidating, rude person that she was now. Galina actually use to be very sweet, but ever since high school came around and she started hanging out with certain crowds, that's when the popularity really went to her head. Even though it made Roman sad at times that she wasn't the same person she used to be, he was not afraid to let her know how he felt about it. She promised him she'd change, but she's so far gone that it's out of control. You can't make people change, they have to do that on their own and if not, it's time to let them go. Roman thought about doing that many times, but he just didn't want to hurt her, especially with the history they had. It was just hard all around, and you made it even more tough for him.

"Whatchu' doin here all alone?" Roman asks curiously, then looked down at your shirt subtly. He saw a huge red stain and his mind went back to Galina saying she spilled her fruit punch on someone. He couldn't really make out your face since you walked away so fast, but now he figured out that you were the person that she might of spilled it on. Shit, he cursed in his head. Roman felt very guilty.

You noticed that he looked down at your shirt, causing you to slightly cover yourself from embarrassment. Chuckling nervously, you say "Oh, um. I accidentally spilled my drink everywhere..so I came here to clean it up."

He knew that you were lying since he was aware of what happened, but he didn't push it. He's noticed a lot of people cover Galina's ass so they don't get on her bad side. Roman nodded, looking down and unzipped his black jacket that was apart of his track suit, "I got sum' for you then."

"No no that's okay," You kindly reject. You look behind him to see if anyone walks in on the two of you and your heart starts to race. Lord knows that no one can see you in his jacket. Especially Galina, if so, everyone would be on your ass. You didn't feel like dealing with that drama.

Once he took the jacket fully off, your eyes went directly to his arms. Damn, his biceps were huge. You were completely glued to them until Roman jokes out of the blue, "You know, if you wanna' feel them you can just ask."

You snapped out of it and you covered your face, trying to hold back a laugh while blushing. You looked back up at him with a smile on your face, "That's hands down the corniest thing you've ever said to me."

"At least it made you laugh." Roman says with a small smile on his face. You admire his gorgeous smile while you had one of your own, gently grabbing the jacket out of his hands. You couldn't help but take it after that. This reminded you of all the times Roman would crack the dumbest jokes in class just to get you to smile, since you were so quiet and rarely talked to him. It went over your head that he only did it to impress you.

"I should probably back to my friend before she freaks out." You say shyly, thanking him for the jacket before getting ready to leave. Roman didn't want you to leave since he was enjoying this moment alone he had with you, so he thought fast and quickly stood in front of you. Real smooth, Roman.

You looked at him weirdly and Roman's face turned red. He was going to say something but he completely forgot his train of thought, making you want to laugh. The look on his face was priceless. The both of you grinned at each other before you fell out laughing.

"Don't look at me like that, girl.." Roman said bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck while you giggled.

"I'm sorry, but you should've seen the look on your face." You pointed towards his face, not being able to contain your laughter, making him laugh even harder. He had the cutest laugh, you could listen to it all day. Once you guys both pulled it together, you both stared at each other in a comfortable silence before he asked, "Do you mind if I can buy you some popcorn or something?"

"Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that Roman-"

"Don't worry bout' it, come on." He chuckles, nodding towards the exit. You smiled at him, secretly loving every second of this. Never in a million years you would've thought a crush of yours would go out of his way to do this for you. Roman was such a good guy; You were having such a bad night before and he instantly made it better.

You both walked out of door and to the concession stand. The entire time, you guys stood there goofing off and talking while you waited in line. As you guys were occupied in a conversation, you noticed that you were getting a couple of suspicious looks since you were wearing Roman's jacket. However, no one dared to mess with you or give you slick comments either since they were shocked that you happened to be friends with him. Roman wouldn't hesitate to defend you if they did anyway in a heartbeat, but they knew better. You've seen Roman on multiple occasions stick up for people who got picked on at school, and it made your heart beat even harder for him. If there was a way you could just tell him how you felt, you would, but there was just no way in hell that was possible.

"Thanks, Roman. Even though I really don't need all of these snacks-" You giggled softly, looking down at the bag of snacks he had gotten you. Even though you couldn't never complain about snacks.

"Shh." He joked, cutting you off and took the opportunity to sneak cotton candy in your mouth so you'd stop talking, making you laugh. Roman smirked, taking his thumb and wiped off your bottom lip a little bit.

A frog got caught in your throat again as he flirtatiously wiped your lip. You both gazed into each other's eyes for what it seemed like forever until you both heard the movie start. You cleared your throat, and from behind him you saw Galina, Naomi and the Usos stare at you while they were still at the car. The Usos looked at each other with dumbfounded look on their face, like they wanted to laugh but they knew Galina would kill them. Naomi softly smiled at the two of you, while Galina had the most pissed off look on her face.

"Hey..I'll see you at school?" You say to him, with a soft smile on your face but not too noticeable since you knew Galina was staring at you.

Roman simply nodded, returning the smile and just stared at you in awe quietly. You said your goodbyes before you went back to your friend's car.

"Damn, Y/N. I just said popcorn not the whole concession stand." She says, looking at me weirdly. Then she just blankly stared at you for a minute before her eyes widen, realizing what you had on.

"Bitch, is that Roman's Jacket?" She squealed, and you hushed her real quick before she got excited.

"I'll explain later, okay?"

Your friend alternated looks between you and the movie, giving you the side eye as she took the popcorn out of your lap, "This conversation isn't over."

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Aaahhh I NEED for when Solo gives the spike to Jey its post a match with Kevin/Sami +random, interloping white dude they're suddenly friends with but will disappear afterwards. They are on the ramp while the bloodline is in the ring and when it happens Sami is just frozen staring, and Kevin has to physically yank him up the ramp or at least pull him along and Sam is just let's himself get dragged away. I don't think he would fight his way to the ring and fight against Kevin taking him away because after everything, I don't think he would do that and he wouldn't be stupid enough but he's just shocked and sad and he's dragged away as it goes down. He's said it's going to happen. He's even been pretty nonchalant even mocking about it, but it's one thing to think something is going to happen, and it's another when it actually goes down and maybe kind of shocked by how awful it is to see. Because he knows Jey is struggling, he believes there's still good in him and knows how that family is so to see Jey double down after everything and get stabbed in the back that has to hurt for him. It would be satisfyingly for someone who wants the bloodline to crumble, but on a human level, for someone who cares about Jimmy and Jey, but especially Jey who he knows heart isn't completely in it, who he tried to talk to in private to try to get him out, ut would be heartbreaking.

It probably won't happen, but if it did, I would go absolutely feral.

see, me, personally, the type of person i've come to understand sami as, i think he would fight to go to the ring. not because it's jey, not because jey's special and kevin isn't, nothing to do with that, but because i think sami's just that kind of guy. he's a protector. he's a person who we know believes in people even when he probably shouldn't anymore and he's stubborn in his fight to get through to them. look what happened with kevin. he kept pushing and pushing and pushing to join forces so they could take down the bloodline (albeit completely oblivious to the way he was going about it) even though kevin said no, and no, and no again. he just wouldn't give up on him, even when nobody would've blamed him if he had because he'd done everything he could to try make it up with him (at the time).

the same applies to jey, in my opinion. they've put each other through hell. and it's not like it's just been one-sided where jey's constantly throwing the punches and sami's blindsided every time. sami's started and finished fights with jey, himself. they're both angry at each other and they're both hurt but the only reason they're so hurt and angry is because there's still a lot of love and emotion there. there's still a part of them that cares about the other. otherwise they'd just be indifferent. otherwise neither of them would really be bothered by what the other says, they wouldn't even rise to it, but they still are, and they still do.

having said that, though, i could only see sami intervening if jimmy wasn't there. if for whatever reason jimmy was (god forbid) part of the attack on jey, or if jimmy had been banished to a night off by roman again, or whatever, in order for solo to successfully attack and resolve the jey uso problem (it feels weird typing that kdhljk), i think sami would be the guy who runs in to help jey fight. because jey isn't fighting his brother. jey isn't lifting a single finger to his little brother because that's his brother. he loves him. he'd die for him. and not to mention the shock. the samoan spike, as we've seen, is a killer blow. if solo did that to jey, he isn't getting back up. he's just lying there, motionless. which is exactly when i think sami comes in. because i also don't think a samoan spike is gonna be enough for roman, which in turn means it won't be enough for solo. it wouldn't surprise me if (and it's a big if at this point cause i'm no longer convinced it's gonna happen) solo has to beat on jey. has to literally kick the shit out of him for roman's benefit. to solve the problem, as they like to say. really make sure he gets the message.

however. if jimmy's there, jimmy's throwing himself over jey and he's putting himself in the line of fire, and then there's no need for sami to come out at all. unless it's some weird situation where the judgement day are repaying their debt to roman by taking the usos out (a thing that is possible, imo) and the usos are outnumbered, and sami comes out then. but either way, i just don't see a world where sami just sits back and lets jey get attacked. idk. maybe it's the rose-tinted glasses but it just doesn't sound like who he is to me.

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Mik’s Follow Forever

↳ Resource Credits: Seokjin | Floral PNG 

Hi and hello everyone! Wow. Can we just take a moment to appreciate that we survived the shit storm that is 2020? Ranging from the pandemic to politics to social injustice happening around the world, we manage to stay resilience to the say the least. With that said, I wanted to finally acknowledged that I hit a big milestone as of November (?) or was it September (?) [I don’t even know anymore LOL😂]! Before I get into my letters underneath this cut, I wanted to say from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for following me! Even though, I post once in a blue moon, and my blog is run on queue 24/7, you still hit that follow button! For that, thank you so much for giving my blog a chance, whether it’s for the multi-fandom content I reblog or my very own creations, something made you stay 💙 Alright let’s get to the personal letters 💌 

To Jey @softjeon : 

Jey. Honestly, where do I begin with you? The End. Just kidding! Damn. I can’t believe you’re one of my oldest friend on this website. We have had our ups and downs, but our friendship always manages to come out strong in the end. You and I always manage to be on the same wavelength in terms of story telling, talking about everything and anything, or just shooting some random ass, extreme ideas that manage to go to the WIP pile in our brains. While, we do not talk as frequently as we used to (I blame school + internship on that part), I just know that I can always go to your DMs whenever I need someone to talk to or if I want to randomly bug you. You my hardworking queen is a force to reckon with, and I am forever in awe of your work ethics. Like who can simultaneously run 20+ blogs? You. That’s who. Granted, knowing you, there’s some tears and sweat (mainly tears with that), but the finished product is worth it in the end. I honestly can’t wait for the day when we have our own apartment, and we can just sit in silence in our living room couch with our fur babies. Can’t wait to see what 2021 has in store for you and know that I’m cheering you on every step of the way (whether it is in silence or vocally). Love you, Queen Jey! 

Signed, 

Your first wife, Kimi 

p.s. thank you for giving/helping me with the idea of creating KWW and creating our seasonal themed headers (all while promoting girl groups)! Seriously, thank you for being and staying in my life. T-T

To my fellow BHQ Admin/Mod Team [ @chillingkoo @/guktro @mygsii @dee-ehn @nightowls388 @yoonqiful @taerseok   @btsxdoll @minloop @namluve ​ ]: 

What can I say except this is an amazing team to be part of in terms of Networks? The Head Admins Vivi, Gray, & Renae are like the board of directors that help make sure that the operation runs smoothly. Then, us Admins (Danica, myself, & Daria) are like the VP’s followed by the amazing Mods (Beezy, Penelope, Daija, & Dani) are the Supervisors/Managers of each division. What I am going with this business analogy is that BHQ is nothing without the amazing team members that make up the network, and I am grateful to be part of a cohesive team where I truly felt like I was with Gray since the beginning of the network establishment. It is thanks to this network (BHQ) that I learned how to run my own network more smoothly and professionally. I can’t wait to see what 2021 has in store for BHQ. Thank you for being amazing and wonderful people and just being a rock for the members during the major events that occurred throughout this year. You’re the best! 

- Mik

To my fellow KWW Admin/Mod Team [ @queen-of-himbos​ @atiny-piratequeen​ @sugarcookiesandsins​ @meraki-mark​ @samuelkimz​ ]: 

First, can I say to the fellow admins, thank you for keeping me sane and helping me run this network while I was swamped with school + internship. Forever grateful of both you (Kes) and Fie for being a driving force and keeping the network afloat while I focused on my school work. It is no secret that I had confrontation, so I’m thankful that either Kes or Fie agrees to being the enforcer and messages someone for me T-T Also, Kes, thank you so much for taking over the coding/member page for me all while still doing the queue. I can never say this enough, but thank you for doing that. Fie, thank you for lightly slapping me and keeping me sane whenever I feel quick to jump the gun. You are there to help me see reason and point out things that I overlook a lot. (This is why I have Jey too lol) To my wonderful Queue-tie Pies! Thank you so much for dedicating a few hours out of your day to add content to the queue and keeping our blog alive! KWW is nothing without you amazing mods. I hope you all know that! Let’s kick butt together in 2021!

- Admin Mik 

To my fellow supportive and loving SIMPS [ @ppersonna​ @jinned​ @sunkissedjk​ @hongism​ @monotape​ @wintertae​ @dreamyhan​ @koophoriia​ @j-sope​ ]: 

First of all, how are you doing on this lovely Wednesday (well it’s Wednesday when I wrote & posted this lol)? I hope each and every one of you are doing fine! I feel bad that I haven’t been in touch lately uwu but I do silently stalk/lurk on the Bangtan University discord server or on your personal blogs (totally not weird whatsoever). I hope you all had a wonderful holiday! Now, simply put, I want to say that I’m thankful that you all came into my life this year. In some shape or form, you made my 2020 incredibly bright and filled with so much inspiration and passion for writing that I honestly believed that I would not get back. Whether it is by joining a collab with you all, simply talking about ideas or just in general, or even screaming about potential AUs, you made me want to write again. For that, I am extremely appreciative of it and know that I will forever be a silent cheerleader for you all! 2021 will be the year I invade your ask box a lot more and just scream how much I love you all! You are all rays of sunshine on this website!

- Owner of Mikdonalds, home of the famous Mikimchi

To Kat @yeoldontknow​ & Sarah @yehet-me-up​: 

First, long time and no talk! How are my resident EXO wives doing? Are Chanyeol and Junmyeon treating you ladies well? I hope so! Anyway, I honestly can’t not include you two ladies in my Holiday thank you post because how can I not include the two authors I look up to the most on this website. With how you write your characters, the scenery, background information on the reader/OC, you just leave me completely speech less whenever I finish reading your works. Ah, I might start tearing up as I write this section because I just can’t thank God or fate enough for allowing me to meet two of the most beautiful souls on this website. While we do not talk as frequently as we used to, I wanted to let you both know that I hope you had a wonderful Holiday! Whatever 2021 has in store for you both, just know that you have a silent cheerleader in good old CA! 

- Mrs. Kim Kim 

To every single one of my followers (mutuals or not): 

From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much, again, for following me and just staying with me. For my newly established mutuals, I can’t wait to talk and get to know you all in 2021! Granted, I suck at talking and keeping the conversation going, so I apologize for that. I promise I will be better!! I want more friends, okay! T-T 

Anywho...

TLDR: Let’s kick butt together in 2021! Also, I’m establishing my New Year Goal of that I will become more consistent of writing + posting content. Instead of once every blue moon, it will be once every full moon. See? That’s doable, right? Right?!

- Mik

[brokenkingdom-forgottenempire]

I’ll Carry Them With You.

[26/11/20] 

First fic for McReigns. Please don’t hate me if it’s bad. It’s a...trial. :’)

Set after Survivor Series: Drew taking care of Roman as he is slowly retreating from his Tribal Chief character. Fluff ... I guess? Idk. No sexy time yet because I don’t have the confidence. 

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The hot water felt great on his sore muscles right after his match. He lost, of course, to Roman. They were both still champions, but he lost the match that night. Drew huffed and shook his head as he tried not to think too much of what Roman said to him during their contract signing segment. 

“It’s the script. It’s not him,” he whispered to no one.

The whole locker room knew about their relationship. They made it official since last year, and it kind of made it worse for him when they gave him an odd look as he walked through the hallway after the segment. They knew Roman had been avoiding him too. He hated it.

“Favourite number 2? That fucker,” Drew turned off the water and grabbed a towel to dry off. Roman was getting a little cocky ever since he came back. Attacking The Fiend and Strowman out of nowhere, claiming back the Universal Title. He called himself the Tribal Chief, the head of the table.....who had almost no time to spend with Drew anymore since they were no longer on the same brand. Hell, Roman barely had time to even talk to him now. It pissed him off. 

Drew stepped out of the shower stall, put on his t-shirt and shorts, and he started to pack his belongings. He was too tired to think about his lover right now.........he was not even sure if Roman still considered him as one. Drew sighed as he ran his fingers through his damp hair. He could never admit it to anyone, but he did not want to lose Roman. He loved the Samoan, but if Roman thought Drew would die without him, then the Samoan could just fuck himself. 

Once he was done packing and was ready to leave, someone slammed the door open. The sudden loud bang almost caused Drew to drop his bag. It was Jey. He seemed nervous, worried and scared at the same time, Drew could feel something was about to happen.

“Jey? How can I help you?” Drew could only watch as the younger man stood there, not knowing what to say.

“Hey, man..... look, I know you and Roman just finished the match but the big Uce-” Jey did not manage to finish his sentence as Drew suddenly approached him. He thought the Scottish man was about to beat him for saying Roman’s name especially after what happened tonight.

“What’s wrong with Roman? Was he hurt?!” Drew gripped the younger man’s shoulders. Worries were evident in his blue eyes. 

“He wasn’t exactly hurt, but he....couldn’t stop.....crying?” It caused Drew to step back from Jey. Crying? Roman? Crying?! What?!

“Where is he?” Jey did not bother to reply and just signaled Drew to follow him. Drew grabbed his bag and walked out of the shower room. Silently, he prayed he could get his Roman back tonight. Even for a while.

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They went straight to The Usos’s locker room. Odd, thought he would be in his own special locker room right now, Drew thought to himself. Once they arrived, Jey did not bother to knock and opened the door for Drew to step in. 

Drew turned to look at Jey, and the younger man just told him to go inside. The Scot did not say anything as he walked inside. Once inside, he saw Roman, sitting down on one of the benches, leaning his back against the wall with his eyes closed. Drew did not know what to do. Carefully, Jey closed the door and left the two men inside. 

“Roman?” Drew’s voice almost came out as a whisper but the other man heard him. Slowly, the Samoan opened his eyes and just stared at the ceiling, he did not look at Drew.

“What are you doing here?” Roman was still not looking at him. 

“Jey told me to come,” Drew did not know how to deal with this. Roman was no longer crying. He looked lost, but he did not seem like he needed Drew. 

“I don’t need your help,” It came out harsher than Roman expected, and Drew just scowled at him.

“Well, it’s not like I wanted to see you again tonight, Mr. Universal Champion. Or should I call you the Tribal Chief too?” Drew had his arms crossed on his chest, waiting for Roman to at least look at him, to show him some respect. He was still Drew’s lover damn it!

Roman chuckled and slowly moved his head down, but he still was not looking at the Scottish man in front of him. “I don’t deserve you, Drew. I don’t deserve Jimmy and Jey. I don’t deserve any of this,” Drew could hear Roman’s voice breaking as his fingers traced the design on the Universal Title.

“Ro, babe, look at me,” Drew’s own voice softened as he tried to get Roman’s attention back to him. When he realized Roman was still avoiding him, Drew kneeled in front of his favourite Samoan. “Would you please look at me? Even if it’s only for few minutes?” Drew’s hand reached up to gently grip Roman’s chin. 

“Baby, what’s wrong? Jey said you couldn’t stop crying? Talk to me, Roman,” Carefully, Drew tucked Roman’s hair behind his ear. Roman just shook his head, lower lip trembling as he tried to stop himself from crying.

“Come here, baby boy,” Strong arms wrapped around Roman’s trembling shoulders as Drew pulled him close, letting Roman buried his face at the crook of his neck. Roman started to sob as he hugged Drew back tighter. Drew could not understand fully of what was going through his man’s head but he prayed that Roman would at least talk to him. 

“I’m sorry, Drew,” The said man’s respond was only shushing the older man. “I hurt Jey. I hurt my only family. I hurt you. With my words. You were right, I wouldn’t have made it if it wasn’t for my family. I’m nothing...” Roman cried. Drew shook his head. He knew he should not have brought the family part up. 

“Baby, listen to me,” Drew gently pushed Roman away from his hiding spot and grabbed the older man’s face in his hands. Fat tears still rolled down Roman’s face as the devastated man tried to calm himself. “Roman, I know I shouldn’t have said that. I know how much it bothers you when someone brings up your family especially after you’ve worked hard for it. Baby boy, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. We both know how hard you’ve struggled to be wherever you are right now. I didn’t mean to disregard your hard work, your pain. I’m sorry, Ro,” 

Drew leaned in and pecked Roman’s lips. His thumbs wiped the tears away. God, he hated it when Roman cried. His on-screen character was all no smile and always mean-looking, but his Roman was always emotional. 

“I hurt you too, Drew. I know I did. When I said those words-”

“It was the script, I know, baby. You don’t have to explain it to me,” Drew smiled warmly at the other man. “Of course, I still don’t appreciate being called as your favourite number 2,” He joked, and was relief to see Roman’s small grin. The Scottish man rested their foreheads against one another. Roman leaned in this time and sealed Drew’s lips with his own. 

Roman pulled back this time and stared into his lover’s blue eyes, “But you are my favourite number 2,” teased the Samoan. Drew rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to say something but Roman continued, “My mom is my favourite number 1,”. It caused Drew to laugh. Of course. Roman would always be his mother’s favourite baby. 

“Alright, I’ll take it. I still want you to tell me what caused you to think about this though, and we are not leaving until I’m satisfied,” Drew was serious about this. He needed Roman to open up to him. He needed Roman to tell him everything.

Roman sighed and let Drew pulled him down so they could sit on the floor together. “I didn’t mean to avoid you, Drew, but when they told me about my character, about the story, what I had to do to Jey... I lost it. I wanted to make my family proud of me because I’m the eldest. I’m carrying my father’s legacy, the Wild Samoan. I’m carrying my brother’s name with me too. The fans were never on my side, Drew. They never wanted me. I could never-” Roman swallowed the lump he felt rising up his throat. Drew took Roman’s hand in his and gave a firm squeeze to let his lover know he was there. “...- I could never be like them. I tried, Drew, I really did. I wanted to create me in this company. I never wanted to be the next The Rock, the next John Cena, or the next Sika... I wanted me, but all they saw was my family. All my hard work was nothing to them. I was mad. I was pissed. I hate it when they act like I didn’t bust my ass enough to be in this company this long. You said it yourself, Drew... my family opened the door for me, and all I have to do is to walk in, but I fucked that one too. The world hates me,”. 

Drew rested his lips on Roman’s temple, comforting the Samoan silently. He knew even with the new character, Roman still had to deal with people who would not let him breathe peacefully. “I don’t know what to do anymore. I feel bad for Jey, he has to be my.....side kick to help me win. I wanted him to shine too. Not just me,” Roman just cuddled closer to Drew. He didn’t feel like crying anymore but he felt exhausted. 

“You don’t know how proud I was to see you won back that title, Roman.” Drew suddenly said after few minutes of silence. “You didn’t see how proud I was when they told me you brought back the rating up when you battled Jey that night. Sometimes, your family is all you need. The chemistry that you have with the twins is something no one in this company have. Not even with me. Family and loyalty. Only you and Jey have that,” 

Drew continued, “I didn’t mean to make you felt like you’re not doing anything to deserve the title, Ro. I forgot. I forgot how much it bothers you to have your work overshadowed by your family’s name, and I’m so sorry for that. You’re one of the workhorses, baby. You’re carrying so much on your back now, but at least let me carry some of the burden with you too,” Drew turned Roman’s head to face him once again. Roman was speechless but he nodded understood. 

“I love you, Drew,” Drew kissed him first this time. Long and passionate. Roman moaned and reached up to grab Drew’s biceps, feeling slightly light headed. 

“I love you most, my favourite Samoan,” Roman laughed a little and buried his face in Drew’s chest. “Let’s go back to my room, I’ll give you free back massage,”. 

“I need to tell the twins I’m not riding back with them tonight,” Roman stood up slowly and helped Drew to get on his feet. Before Roman could find his phone, there was a couple of knocks on the door before Jimmy’s head poked in.

“You alright, Uce?” Jimmy asked as he opened the door wider. Jey was standing behind him, still looking worried. Roman smiled at the twins and nodded. The older Samoan told his cousins about his plan for tonight and the twins just hugged him.

“We love you, man. Don’t worry about it, don’t carry it alone. You have us, you have your psychopath with you too,” Jey voiced out this time, hugging their cousin more. Drew rolled his eyes at the nick name.

“His favourite psychopath,” Drew added with a smile, The four of them just laughed and Roman had to lean up to give Drew a kiss on his cheek.

They parted ways as Drew led Roman to his rental car. They both need a long rest after tonight. Fortunately for Drew, he did not have to appear on screen for RAW tomorrow night. A breakfast in bed with his beloved boyfriend would be nice. 

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When Blood Crosses The Line

For years, Roman Reigns has been criticised from the tip of his hair to his toes. Every single detail about him scrutinised, hated, booed, trashed. And for years, he kept his cool because behind him stood an entire family and it was his pride - and honour - to be their front man. Roman knew that the second he stepped outside the lines, he’d be placing his whole family in check and at risk of receiving the same treatment he grew used to handle.

As this was happening, Jey Uso and his twin brother Jimmy became one of the most beloved tag teams of all time. Not just that, but their talent and skilled chemistry made their matches equal parts entertaining as well as elevating to everyone that shared the ring with them. For all the heat their cousin received, the twins were embraced with a general sense of adoration by the fans.

And last night, in a way, they proved everyone right.

Last night, for the first time in years, Roman Reigns gave every single fan around the globe a real, palpable, reason to hate him. And last night, Jey Uso reaffirmed, cemented even, all the reasons why everyone loves him.

ROMAN REIGNS, THE UNIVERSAL CHIEF

Some fans have made the bridge between Roman’s anger fuelled performance last night to the villain everyone can understand, as well as justify, Killmonger. The parallels are uncanny and fairly hard to ignore: both men have a blood right to challenge for the family throne, both men have anger inside due to the way they’ve seen the world perceive them but most importantly, both men claimed victory despite their cousin - and opponent - never admitting defeat or yielding.

In fact, much like with Killmonger’s very own allies, Paul Heyman began the night in full support of his new client or associate but ended it in visible fear of what Roman might do. Blood may be thicker than water but if anything was learned last night, watching Roman Reigns unleash all of his anger on a man that grew up with him, is that pride makes you cross every single blood line.

We’ve watched families battle before, we’ve seen brothers become foes, we’ve seen countless stories but never quite like this one. If it was that simple, Roman would’ve taken the victory when Jey was laying flat on the ring, but he didn’t. He wanted his cousin to acknowledge him, to admit that Roman is, in fact, the new tribal chief of the family. Roman needed his own flesh and blood to not just take a promised ass whooping as an example, but he wanted one of the most beloved members of the family to give him the higher seat. And when Jey refused, because even though his cousin has earned it, flowers must be willingly given rather than forcibly taken, Roman’s anger took him to a whole other level.

Seeing all of this unfold brought Jimmy Uso back from the shadows of his injury time off to throw in the towel and save his twin brother from actually spilling blood for Roman’s crossing of all the lines. In the end, it was Jimmy, not Jey, who gave Roman the satisfaction of being called “tribal chief”. In the end, it was Paul Heyman, not Jey, who placed the traditional Teuila lei around Roman’s neck. In the end, it was Roman’s hubris, not his flaws, that made the whole world despise him.

JEY USO, THE MAGICAL TWIN

While Jey spent all of his life being asked which one he is, a cross every set of twins has to carry, this man has certainly earned his flowers. In fact, the fans have given them to him - and his brother - after countless of classic matches. But never quite like last night, or the SmackDown before it where Jey opened his heart to the masses. 

If Roman can be placed side by side with Killmonger, a very strong case can be built for Jey Uso as T’Challa. Sure everyone thinks this ship might be headed to another harbour called Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson where he presents himself to be the true tribal chief that Roman has to surpass, or succumb to, what if that’s actually Jey Uso? What if the rightful King, heir to the throne, tribal chief of the new generation is the quiet, often overlooked, twin? Much like T’Challa, Jey Uso always seems to choose the diplomacy path before anything else. Much like T’Challa, Jey Uso faced this family challenge head on with a strong sense of responsibility rather than a matter of pride. And, much like T’Challa, Jey Uso never admitted defeat.

Not afraid of a cell match or anything physically, we knew Jey wouldn’t shy away from giving his best while expecting Roman to never hold back in return but what he received crossed every line. Until the very end of the match, Jey faced his opponent as family, as someone who could take his punches but would be benevolent in the end. Except that wasn’t the case because for Roman it was, in fact, a matter of pride. And Jey, in his quiet storm self, would rather take a beating for his family than to give into his cousin’s destructive hubris.

On cue with the suffering of his twin and partner, Jimmy Uso limped his way to the ring, white towel in hand, ready to save Jey from a deranged cousin. Still Jey wouldn’t admit the defeat - or even accept that his brother would do so for him. Until there wasn’t a choice anymore and Jimmy threw the towel, giving Roman what he wanted to hear. But if Black Panther serves as a parallel to this incredible storytelling fuelled match, it may also serve as - in the words of Paul Heyman himself - a spoiler, not a prediction: before the world burns at the hands of the false and hated King, the rightful and beloved Tribal Chief will rise from the ashes of himself  to finish what they started because, “I never yielded! And as you can see: I am not dead!”

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Life updates

I feel like lots of things have happened in the last couple of weeks. Well, lots of inward changes.

I’ve been slowly coming back out to friends over the last few months. Ones who had kinda forgotten I wasn’t straight and those I never told. I’m still going through this “who am I” phase. I don’t need labels, but I kinda do...for myself. Anywho, I went to pride with M which is what kinda got me thinking about labels again and what I am. He really wanted a flag for himself and I wanted to buy an asexual one, but then I was like...am I though? M has me questioning a lot of things about myself lately (in a good way!). It doesn’t really matter what I am, but I’m realizing that I don’t think I was ever actually sexually attracted to the guys I dated. It’s just taken me a while to realize that. My friends have all been supportive and one of my friends came out to me (tbh, I’ve known, but I’m glad she felt comfortable enough with me to come out. She said she figured me out too. haha). I’m undecided if I want to come out to my parents. I’d still be waiting until I move out, though. I feel like I’ve hidden my sexuality my entire life (minus high school) and I don’t wanna hide anymore. 

M thinks I should finally get my name legally changed to Kyden. He said I physically cringe when people call me my real name. I didn’t know it was noticeable. It does turn my stomach though. I still have no idea why I hate my name so much. I think it just reminds me of a lot of bad things? I’ve been calling myself “Jey” for the last year, but that doesn’t feel right either. “Kyden” has a lot of good memories. My friend who still calls me Kyden visited last week and it was nice to be called that again. I was planning on changing it back in 2016, but my ex was never supportive of it even though his family all called me Ky. I’m gonna give it more time, but I’m thinking its a possibility that I may change it after the holidays. 

Things with M are still going super well. He’s been applying to PDs closer to where I live. He’s living out in the middle of nowhere currently, so it would be nice for him to be closer. If he comes out this way, he’s still the same distance from his friends and family as he is now, so it’s not like hes making a super crazy move. My only issue is his relationship with his ex-wife. We talked a bit about it the other night, but I tabled the conversation for now. I need to figure out what about it is making me so uncomfortable because I do trust that there’s nothing left there between the two of them. Also, she’s happily engaged to her girlfriend. I just don’t like the idea of exes staying friends. Can it ever be done in a healthy manner? Cause I’ve gotten left for a lot of exes. Other than that, I’m really enjoying how well we communicate, how supportive we are of each other, and how we handle each other’s mental health challenges. This is the first healthy relationship I’ve had and I really hope it continues to grow.

My job is going super well. I’m still overwhelmed, but getting a lot of praise from my boss and the other school social workers.

My school has an official start date for their Masters of Social Work program: Fall 2020. Applications are being accepted in January. I’m mentally preparing myself now. I definitely want to go back to school. I gave up that dream a few years ago, but I’m realizing that I’ve gotten this fresh start and I can do what I want with my life. School is definitely a lot of debt, but I think it’s worth it. I really want to be a therapist and I’m going to make that happen.