#head of the table

[thesamoanqueen]

[reignspears]

SWOONING HARD. HE LOOKS SO GOOD.

[joy-of-life88]

[tribalauthor]

the results are clear 🥲 although i started having visions for option 2 as well but i listen to the majority 🫡 punk is gonna be the toxic ex and roman the new interest

disclaimer: i intend to use cm punk's real name but roman will be with his stage name

BUILT FOR SIN (fem oc × roman reigns × cm punk ff)

A/N: hey, guys. so i have this love triangle idea for a new fic 😅 the female OC is working as a stripper, away from her obsessive ex-boyfriend mafia boss, who is trying everything to find her. in the meantime she meets a new guy but she is afraid to start a new relationship.

do you like the idea?

note: for now, i think the toxic ex to be punk, and new interest - roman but since i haven't officially started it, yall can pick 👀

[romanreignsbae]

sleepy kisses - R.R

At 3 AM, your whole house was still, the only sounds in the room being the soft rhythm of your breathing. You lay sound asleep, curled up under the warm blankets, unaware of the soft gaze Roman had fixed on you. His heart swelled with affection as he watched the rise and fall of your chest. He couldn’t help it. He was drawn to you in ways he couldn’t fully explain. Even though he should be asleep, he couldn’t fall into a slumber no matter how hard he tried, the back to back flights had completely destroyed his sleep schedule.

Roman had always been the quiet type, the type of guy who often got shy, especially away from his WWE persona, but when it came to you, he felt a need to be close, to feel your presence. The way you looked so peaceful, so beautiful in your slumber, made his heart skip a beat. Slowly, he leaned in, brushing a piece of hair away from your face, his fingers grazing your soft skin.

A soft sigh left his lips as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, lingering there longer than he had intended. Your face remained peaceful, your breath unchanging. He smiled to himself, unable to stop. Every time his lips met your skin, a little spark of joy spread inside him.

"You're perfect,” Roman murmured under his breath, his lips now tracing the line of your jaw as he gently kissed his way down. He could feel your warmth against him, and it felt so right to be close to you like this. He kissed your cheek, then your neck, as if trying to memorize every inch of you. His heart raced a little faster with each kiss, his mind flooded with the tenderness he felt for you.

He pulled back briefly, watching your peaceful face for a moment. Then, before he could stop himself, he kissed your lips, just a brief, tender press of his mouth against yours. He couldn't resist the urge to remind himself that you were really here, that you were his.

He mumbled softly, "I love you.." though you remained asleep, unaware. Roman nestled closer to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you in gently. He kissed the top of your head and sighed, feeling like he was exactly where he was meant to be.

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[cyberdejos2]

part 2 of roman reigns memes i overuse 😭 . i’m a good mood so i might have to do these biweekly or something

[acknowledge-reigns]

Pony | Roman Reigns x Black Reader | SMUT! 18+

Gif credit: @reignseclipse

Description: Reader decides to test the tribal chief on set of the 2k25 trailer.

Warnings: Dom/sub, brat tamer! Roman, Bratty! Reader, punishment, cockwarming, degradation, nipple play teasing, dirty talk, begging, orgasm delay and denial, praise, riding, p in v, honorifics, daddy kink, petnames.

My masterlist can be found here.

Taglist: @lov3rla03 @acute-crashout-jeyuso @reignseclipse

Roman sat in a chair, his muscular body relaxed as he looked down at you, his gaze intense and dominant. You'd made the grave mistake of mouthing off to the tribal chief all day. In front of everyone from the camera crew to other superstars.

Now you sat on his lap in his dressing on the set for the 2k25 trailer. You were positioned on his lap, facing him, your legs spread wide apart on either side of his thighs. His cock was buried deep inside you, filling you completely.

Roman's hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you in place as he looked up at you with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "You really think it's funny to act like a brat in front of everyone, huh?" he asked, his voice low and authoritative.

You tried to respond, but the feeling of his cock inside you made it difficult to form words. You whimpered softly, your body trembling with a mix of pleasure and submission.

Roman chuckled, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you. "That's what I thought," he said, his grip on your hips tightening.

"You're lucky I'm feeling merciful today," he continued, his eyes roaming over your body. "Otherwise, I'd have you bent over my knee right now, spanking your disobedient little ass until you learned your lesson. Instead you get to be perched on my cock like the pretty little slut you are.. Mm, I'm a generous tribal chief, ain't I, babygirl?"

You nodded, your heart racing with desire. "Yes, my tribal chief. You're so generous to me."

Roman smirked, clearly pleased with your response. "Good girl," he said, his hands moving to caress your thighs.

He began to slowly grind his hips, causing his cock to shift inside you. You let out a soft moan, your head falling back in pleasure.

Roman chuckled again, his eyes never leaving your face. "You're so needy," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "Can't even speak properly with my cock buried inside you, can you?"

You shook your head, your words failing you once again. Roman's smirk widened as he continued to tease you.

"That's right," he said, his hands moving up to cup your breasts. "You're just a little slut for me, aren't you? All you can do is moan and whimper like a mindless cock-drunk little doll."

He began to play with your nipples, rolling them between his fingers and pinching them lightly. You gasped and arched your back, pushing your chest into his hands.

Roman chuckled again, enjoying the way you responded to his touch. "You're so sensitive," he said, his voice low and sultry. "I could play with your body all day and you'd still be begging for more."

He continued to tease your nipples, his thumbs rubbing slow circles around them. You could feel your arousal building with every touch, your body desperate for more stimulation.

Roman leaned in close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "You want to come, don't you?" he whispered, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

You nodded desperately, your body trembling with need. "Please, my tribal chief," you begged, your voice barely above a whisper.

Roman smiled, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you. "Please what, babygirl?" he asked, his hands now roughly kneeding your breasts.

You whimpered, struggling to form words. "Please let me come," you finally managed to say, your voice trembling with desperation.

Roman chuckled and leaned back in his chair, his hands moving to grip your hips again. "Not yet," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You have to earn it, sweetheart."

You whined in frustration, but didn't protest. You knew better than to disobey your tribal chief again right now. Roman smirked at your reaction, enjoying the power he had over you.

"Good girl," he praised, his grip on your hips tightening once again. "You're learnin' how things work around here. Learning who's in charge."

He began to move his hips again, slowly thrusting up into you. You moaned and clenched around him, your body responding to the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you.

Roman groaned in pleasure, his eyes locked on yours. "That's it," he said, his voice strained. "You're so tight around me, babygirl. It's like your body was made to take my cock. Pretty little thing made just to serve her tribal chief.."

You whimpered again, your body feeling like it was on fire with need. You wanted to come so badly, but you knew you had to wait for his permission. Roman took this as his cue to go completely still. The sheer dominance in his eyes telling you that you better not move.

You stayed still, your body tense with anticipation. You could feel his cock twitching inside you, but he made no move to continue.

Roman leaned in close to your ear again, his voice a low growl. "Do you understand now, little brat? Who runs shit around here?"

You nodded, your breath coming in short gasps. "You do, my tribal chief," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "You're in charge."

Roman smiled and gently caressed your cheek. "That's right," he said, his touch surprisingly gentle compared to his earlier roughness, hearing you acknowledge him between breathy whimpers and not fucking you senseless was just as much a punishment to him as it was you. He was torturing himself here.

"And you're going to behave yourself from now on, aren't you?" he asked, his hand moving to grip your chin and tilt your head up to look at him.

You nodded again, your eyes locked on his. "Yes, my tribal chief," you promised, your voice full of sincerity. "I'll be a good girl, I swear."

Roman's smile widened, clearly pleased with your answer. "That's what I like to hear," he said, his hand moving back to your hip. "Good girls get rewarded..."

He began to move again, slowly at first, but gradually increasing the pace. You moaned loudly, finally getting the stimulation you craved.

Roman groaned in response, his grip on your hips tightening as he thrust up into you harder. "You feel so good, babygirl," he said, his voice rough with desire. "So tight and wet for me. You're going to make me come soon if you keep squeezing me like that."

Roman pulled you close, his lips brushing against your ear. "Ride me, babygirl," he growled, his voice sending shivers down your spine. "Show me how badly you want to come."

You didn't hesitate. You began to move, bouncing up and down on his cock with a newfound urgency. Roman leaned back in his chair, his hands resting on your thighs as he watched you ride him.

"That's it," he groaned, his eyes roaming over your body. "You look so pretty like this, baby.."

You continued to ride him, your hips moving in a steady rhythm. You could feel your orgasm building again, but you knew you had to hold off.

Roman could sense your struggle, and he smirked up at you. "You're doing so well, babygirl," he praised.

"You're trying so hard to be a good girl for me. I can see it in your eyes. You want to come so badly, don't you?"

You nodded, your breath coming in short gasps as you tried to hold back your release. "Please, my tribal chief," you begged, your voice desperate. "Please let me come, Daddy."

Roman chuckled, clearly enjoying your desperation. "Not yet," he said, his hands moving to your hips again, stopping you from moving. "I want to savor this a little longer."

You whined in frustration, your body trembling with need. "Please," you pleaded again, tears welling up in your eyes. "I can't take it anymore."

Roman smiled, his expression a mix of amusement and cruelty. "You'll take what I give you, babygirl," he said firmly. "And right now, I want you to stop moving."

You whimpered but obeyed, your body stilling on top of him. Roman let out a satisfied sigh, his hands moving to your thighs again. "Good girl," he repeated. "You're doing so well at following orders. Maybe I should reward you after all."

He started to move again, thrusting up into you with renewed vigor. You moaned loudly, your head falling back in pleasure. Roman watched you closely, his eyes dark with desire.

"You look so pretty when you're desperate," he said, his voice low and husky. "I could keep you like this forever, teetering on the edge of release, begging for my permission to come."

He continued to thrust, his pace fast and relentless. You were a mess, babbling incoherently as you struggled to hold back your orgasm.

"Please, please, please," you repeated over and over again, your body shaking with need. "I need to come, my tribal chief. I need it so badly."

Roman ignored your pleas, his grip on your hips tightening as he continued to drive into you. He was relishing in the power he had over you, enjoying the sight of you completely at his mercy, serenading him with a chorus of moans and whimpers.

"The way you sing to your tribal chief it's.. it's just beautiful." he said, his voice dripping with arrogance.

You let out a frustrated sob, tears streaming down your face. You were so close to the edge, but you knew you had to be patient. Roman wasn't going to give in easily.

He slowed down again, his thrusts becoming shallow and teasing. He leaned in close to your ear once more. "You're being such a good girl for me, taking what I give you without complaining. Alright.. Alright. Come for me, babygirl. "

Your body instantly responded to his command, your orgasm crashing over you like a tidal wave. You screamed his name, your entire body trembling as you came hard around his cock.

Roman groaned as he felt you clenching around him, his own release following closely behind. He buried himself deep inside you, filling you up with his hot seed.

He held you close, panting heavily as he rode out his own orgasm. You collapsed against his chest, exhausted and spent. Roman stroked your hair, a satisfied smirk on his face.

"That was amazing, babygirl," he murmured, his voice gentle now. "You did so well for me."

It's a good thing these damn dressing rooms are sound proof.. Mostly... They hope so.

[sayyestoheav3nn]

roman mouthing “love you” to galina is the cutest fucking thing ever, like they truly are the blueprint 🥹

[bloodlineslut]

Hi can you do a Roman reigns text scene where oc feels overwhelmed and Roman is away and feels helpless and guilty 🩷

Stressed | Roman Reigns (Text Imagine)

Pairings: Roman Reigns x black! reader

Warnings: none, like one cuss word lmao, implication of sexy time, fluff (Roman being very protective)

Summary: You have been so stressed at work because of your boss, so you text Roman while he's away for work and tell him about it.

A/N: i loved doing this request!! i hope i brought your idea to life! guys don't be shy because i be needing ideas anyway. okay enjoy!!

taglist: @empressdede (if anyone else wants to be tagged, just let me know!!)

[thesamoanqueen]

I love him, Im f serious.

[reignspears]

prettiest man i ever seen

[miss-kuki-nz]

☝

[queenoftheblacksky]

[romanreignsbae]

the sweetest girl - R.R

Roman in his life had never genuinely cared for a girl. It was a wide known fact everyone knew. He'll flirt with you, fuck you, and never look your way again. It was just the way he worked. And who was anyone to question the tribal chief?

When he first saw you, stumbling through catering with your hands full with hair products, to get to Naomi before her match started, he took immediate notice to your nurturing personality.

The way you smiled at everyone who crossed paths with you, or always took the time to interact with little kids who would be wandering backstage. He even took notice in your terrible humor, which could light up a room in the darkest of moments. You were wearing the cutest little pink skirt, with the matching top. You looked so sweet, so innocent.

He knew he had to have you. The twins, mainly Jimmy, being the talkative people they are got to know you pretty quickly through Naomi. Roman knew better then to mention anything to the twins knowing they would run their mouths to everyone, ruining his plan. Plus, he liked to keep that side of him private.

Roman caught the perfect opportunity to speak to you, on a day all the women's roster was called to the gorilla. He caught you sorting out all the makeup products you would need for the night, when helping all the girls out so they would be ready for their matches.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing all alone backstage?" You almost jumped out of your skin to the deep voice who startled you as you were in your own bubble. Turning around, you met eyes with the one and only, Roman Reigns.

Everyone knew who he was. The top guy. The money maker. The Tribal Chief. And not to mention the twins had spoken about him several times. You smiled softly at him, while you cheeks heated up. No one was to deny that this man was so very beautiful.

He smiled back at you, showing off his perfectly aligned teeth. "Just sorting out everything i'll need tonight.." you mumbled while breaking eye contact. This man made you so nervous.

"Whats your name sweetheart?" He knew damn well what your name was. He knew almost everything about you. He wouldn't approach you without having his Wiseman do a thorough background search on you. He found out you were a hair and makeup artist, and he even had to admit your work was phenomenal. He also found out you were without man, which gave him the 'go' to approach you.

You mumbled your name to him softly, avoiding eye contact. "A pretty name for a pretty girl just like you.." he smiled while his hand moved up to your chin to move your face upwards. You were forced to make eye contact, with almost resulted in you losing your balance.

"Why are you so nervous sweetie? I don't bite...only sometimes," he joked playfully. The tension between the two of you began that night. Flirtatious jokes, date nights in each other's hotel rooms, even meeting each other's families.

To others, it looked like the two of you were dating. The way he would playfully pick you up and walk around backstage with you boosted up on his shoulder, ignoring the looks everyone gave the two of you. Or how he would go out of his way to order you matching sneaker pairs and tracksuits to match with him. He was in love..everyone knew it.

No one expected it either. From fucking a new girl every night, having a whole roster, to dropping all them hoes the second you guys had your first interaction. The tribal chief was in love..

And even if you wanted to admit or not, so were you. Naomi knew it too. The way you would bite your nails and freak out if he looked hurt during a match. You even once had tears streaming down your face, cause he looked like he was in so much pain.

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"It's sooo pretty look! Look Ro!" You had a massive smile on your face walking around this beautiful garden Roman cleared for the both of you. You held onto his arm tightly, leading him around the garden as if you had spent your whole life living there. He chuckled at your fascination in the flowers. He cleared his schedule to spend today with you and the smile on your face was all worth it. When he informed you he was taking you for a picnic, you chose the cutest little dress you owned. Roman couldn't keep his eyes off you the whole time barely sparing a glance at the garden.

"So baby, there's actually a reason I brought you here," Your turned around to his face looking serious, unlike the usual playfulness he usually felt when around you. "Whats the reason..?" Your question caused him to look almost nervous, his cheeks a little rosier then usual, it could be cause of the heat outside but the nervousness in his eyes told you the tribal chief really was nervous.

"C'mon Ro....your scaring me,” you whined. You hated when people tried to avoid questions. Whenever he wasn't his usual self around you, it made you feel a sudden hint of uneasiness. "Well..this is harder then I thought.."

He was stuttering all over the place, making you grow impatient and nervous. "Is- is it bad?" You asked with your pretty doe eyes peering up at him. "No- no it's not bad.."

"I'm in love with you..like a lot.." he mumbled while his cheeks became almost the brightest shade of pink. He looked at the floor while his lips were pressed against each other. That was not what you were expecting.

The largest smile engulfed your face as you giggled while standing on your tippy toes, to meet his lips. Your lips moulded perfectly against his, the softness bringing a new profound warmth between the two of you.

Pulling back with a even larger smile, you spoke your own truth. "I love you more Ro.."

Relief washed over his face before he also smiled so brightly. "I was so scared, I thought I'd scare you away.."

"Don't be silly you cutie! I love you sooo much!" You pulled him in for another kiss entangling your hands in his little ponytail, before continuing your adventure through the garden from a fairytale.

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