#roman reigns x plus size reader

[msbigredmachine]

M.K.A.M. (My Kinda Morning) - Roman Reigns/Plus Size OC)

Who says birthday sex has to end after the birthday? Roman/Plus Size OC

PAIRING: Tribal Chief!Roman Reigns x Plus Size OC

Warnings: SMUT all the way, lol

Word count: 4.6k 

A/N: In honor of our Tribal Chief's 38th birthday and to celebrate his historic 1000-day title reign. Tumblr flagged my story so I had to upload it again🙄 Enjoy!

--------------------

Face Claim (Because Tumblr flagged it the last time)

--------------

Birthdays occurred only once a year, so it was usually imperative that it was spent with the people you love. After nearly two months away from you, it was almost hard for Roman to believe that he was actually back in your arms and in your bed, and on his birthday no less. He wished he didn't have to leave you for such long periods of time, but you understood that it was the nature of the beast. You embraced this reality when you made the decision to start a relationship with not just a pro wrestler, but the champion and the face of the biggest wrestling company in the world. Still, he tried to compensate by putting pen to paper on a lighter travel schedule, as well as buying you a new dildo to keep you occupied in his absence. According to you, the dildo had gotten several workouts, and the daily, dirty text messages from him, outlining what he'd like to be doing to you, definitely helped too.

Yesterday was incredible. From the moment he called to inform you that his jet was en route to your city, you were completely beside yourself with the most erotic thoughts on exactly how you would celebrate his birthday. You weren't ashamed to admit that your hands had ventured between your thighs more than once during the day, barely paying attention to any of the meetings you were in, counting down the hours till you finally got to see him. When he showed up at your doorstep, you were naked and waiting. No surface in your loft was safe; the couch, the kitchen counter, your desk in your little office space, the stairs...you name it, Roman fucked you on top of it, only taking a break to eat some of the birthday cake you bought for him before carrying you up to your bedroom, where you spent the night licking buttercream frosting off your bodies and coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of each other.

It was just past six in the morning, meaning you still had some time before you had to get up for work. Through the white sheer curtains of your bedroom window, the beautiful red and orange sunrise kissed the rich melanin of your skin. As the Tribal Chief watched the colors adorn your sleeping face, he felt his heart swell with renewed love and lust for you. He lay behind you, with your body cocooned in his warm and solid frame. You fit together perfectly.

He rested his hand on your hip, admiring the streaks of wavy stretch marks there. His sexy little tiger. He definitely had you mewling and purring like one when he put it on you last night. Faint lines of cake frosting smudged your brown skin, and he swiped each one with his finger and put in his mouth. He then let his hand travel along your waist, awed by the mouthwatering curves that belonged to him. Then, he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you back into him with a sigh. You seemed to still be asleep, and he really wanted to wake you up.

So, he started rotating his hips, pressing his morning erection against your sumptuous backside, nestling the impressive length between your ass cheeks. His hand slid up to your breasts, cupping one gently. As his finger grazed your nipple, you finally stirred. Your body shifted, causing your backside to rub up on his dick, and he grinded against you more purposefully, closing his hand tighter around your breast as he kissed your neck.

"What are you doing?" you whispered, your voice throaty and scratchy from sleep.

Roman nuzzled your shoulder, pressing another kiss to your skin. "I've missed you so much, my love."

He had shown you just how much last night. For hours. Your Samoan stallion possessed the stamina of three stellar athletes and you loved it. But right now... "I've missed you too. But I need to be up for work soon," you reasoned. You rolled onto your belly, which put a bit of distance between you.

"Call in sick. It's still my birthday," he implored.

"You know I can't, babe," you murmured, resting your head atop your crossed forearms, facing him and shutting your eyes. Your thick, sumptuous butt curved enticingly in the air thanks to your new sleeping position, prompting Roman to reach out to massage one of your cheeks, groping and squeezing the supple flesh in his palm.

It didn't surprise you to feel your pussy immediately tingle from his caress. His hands on you never failed to set your pulse racing. But you needed your rest. He already had you up all damn night, rendering your throat hoarse and your limbs like spaghetti. In another attempt to deter him, you rolled onto your back, your breasts and your womanhood on display.

Big mistake.

The Tribal Chief's eyes lit up like Christmas trees. His big hand cupped your breast again, thumbing the puckered nipple, then doing the same with the other. His fingertips made a delicate trail down the plane of your stomach, which spasmed from his touch. His fingers skimmed over your sensitive pussy lips, which were still tender and puffy from last night. He started to stroke you and you tried to squeeze your legs together to stop him, but he wasn't having that shit.

"Open your legs," he growled.

"Babe, I'm sleepy," you whined with a frown on your face, "I won't get up on time if we do this."

"I told you to call in sick. I'll handle your boss. It's my birthday and I want my present. Now spread 'em."

Fuck, you couldn't resist when he got all bossy and domineering with you. Of course, you relented, your legs falling open like they always did. Why did he have to look at you like that? He was so damn fine and he knew that shit. All it took was one look into that smoldering gaze of his and you were putty in his hands.

Your breath caught as he rubbed you faster, his body shifting much closer to you, reoccupying your space. His big beautiful dick pressed your upper thigh, damn near pulsating against your skin. You couldn't help but stare at it. Long and thick, accompanied by a heavy set of balls that made you drool.

Hovering over you, Roman smirked at your famished expression, and moved his fingers in small circles, spreading your wetness all around your folds. Then, he slowly sank them into you, his groan harmonizing with yours. He could feel how swollen you were from the pounding you took, but you were so wet his fingers slid in effortlessly anyway, your slick, hot flesh enveloping the digits.

"Baby..." you gasped, arching into him.

Your little squirms of protest had dwindled, which was how he knew he was slowly breaking you down. He moved in for the kill.

"I can eat it if you want," he offered, intentionally licking his lips that were a hair's breadth away from yours, and suddenly you wanted that mouth on you more than anything in the world.

"Mmm, yes please."

Bullseye. Roman sat up and kneeled before you, spreading your legs far apart and inspecting you down there. "That's the definition of a pretty pussy right here. All beat up and swole. Did I pound you good last night, baby girl?" he asked.

God, his voice. Deep and dripping with arrogance and sex as he talked dirty to you. It made your knees weak and your pussy moisten. "Yes, Daddy, it was so good."

His thumb stroked your pussy lips, fascinated by how fat and wet they were. "Gotta taste this sweet cunt again before I give you this dick, right?"

Before you could open your mouth to reply, Roman descended on you, spreading his mouth over your core. You were wide awake now, your hand on the back of his head while he went to work. You still tasted like cake, making you that much sweeter for his palette. He drooled all over that pretty pussy, causing you to moan and whine for him. Roman slurped on you a little more before bringing his eyes up to meet yours with a lick of his lips. You were breathing deeply with your mouth parted and irises low and lustful.

"Roman..."

Ducking his head again, he feasted heartily on you, not stopping this time around. Delicious, wet ass pussy that belonged in his mouth day and night. His huge hands glided up your torso before cupping your breasts. His tweaking of your nipples caused a flood, making his mouth so watery that with each suck, his saliva made its way down to the crack of your ass. Roman's mouth was hard at work, tonguing you down and French-kissing your meaty outer lips.

You were grinding his face now, your hands grabbing everywhere, the sheets, his head, his shoulders. Your ass clenched and your hips bucked as pleasure lapped at you with the same devastating impact as his tongue.

"Unnnh fuck, I'm comin', Daddy I'm comin'!" you cried and moaned and writhed on the bed. This man was going to be the death of you. You stared at him wide-eyed before your eyes rolled back as something inside you unlocked. Your neighbors could probably hear your scream as you came in his mouth. You pushed at his head, your body craving relief but not getting it, his dark chuckle vibrating against your pussy as he refused to free you from his clutches.

Your moans and screams made his dick so hard. Roman shifted forwards to pin your thighs down to your chest, his tongue still moving like a hurricane. It wasn't the most comfortable position to be in, but for him, you would do anything. In your spare time you would practice contorting your legs for minutes on end because you wanted to please him, because you deemed him worthy enough to step out of your comfort zone and take a little pain for. Besides, the pleasure you received in return was out of this world, so it was definitely worth it.

A weak gasp rumbled in your heaving chest as he started sucking on your clit, aiming to make you come once again. All you could hear were the wet, gushy sounds his mouth was making while eating you out, and it was enough to trigger you again. With your fingers digging into his hair, you welcomed your second orgasm of the morning with a pleasured moan. He ate you out so good your eyes fluttered shut from exhaustion.

"Nah, keep your eyes open, sweetheart. I'm 'bout to tear this pussy up...again," he warned.

You could only watch, prone and helpless, as Roman crawled on top of you and made himself comfortable between your legs. He ensured to put all his body weight on top of you, and the feel of his muscles against your belly, chest, and thighs had your stomach doing flips. The softness of his full lips against your collar bone, with a generous helping of tongue, the scruff of his facial hair tickling you, made you exhale shakily. As he brought his kisses upwards, you angled your head to meet his lips. Your tongues twined around the other's for a couple of seconds before your mouths sealed together in sensual, intimate kisses.

Roman shifted his body above you, his hand slipping back down between your thighs, two long, thick fingers teasing your folds before breaching inside. He cupped your entire mound in his palm, massaging, working you until you were squirming and moaning his name. To further torture you, he ducked his head down, generously swirling his tongue around each of your nipples before sucking them one by one between his lips. The Tribal Chief found your titties irresistible. He loved them; couldn't stop touching and playing with them. Grabbing them with both hands, he flicked his tongue over them, getting them nice and wet, switching between sucking your nipples with his mouth and plucking them with his fingers. You could feel your pussy tense from the pleasure surging through your body. But you didn't want Daddy to feel left out, so you reached for his dick and started stroking him. His deep moan in reaction made you feel on top of the world.

"Mmm, that's it, make Daddy rock-hard," he whispered, watching the way you stroked and squeezed and teased him. You loved the weight and feel of him in your hand. A seep of precum made the head slick and elicited another surge of wetness between your legs. You strengthened your stroking motions along his shaft, biting your lip when he thrust briefly against your hand. With a harsh moan, he managed to break free from your intoxicating touch so he could focus on giving you the dick he promised.

Rolling you onto your belly, he maneuvered behind you, pressed your chest and shoulders into the bed, and raised your ass in the air, your knees spread wide with your feet close together and tucked under him. Perfect. He palmed each of your rounded cheeks, molding the flesh greedily in his hands. His cock strained against your pussy, and involuntarily, you moved your hips, desperate for contact. He took his dick and lined it along your slit, spreading your wetness around as he slowly worked the bell-shaped head inside you. Your bodies trembled seemingly as one as he filled you to the hilt, savoring the quivering of your pussy around his length.

"Daddy..." you moaned.

"Shhh, I gotchu," he hushed you with a low chuckle, caressing your body, making you feel good. His hands stopped at your hips and he started to move in and out of you, stretching your opening, holding back on you just a bit. He bent close to your ear, his lips ghosting along your jawline. "Talk to me, baby girl. Tell me you want it."

"I want it. Fuck me, Daddy."

"I know you do. Shit, you stay so damn tight. Good god, babe."

His breathing sped up and his grip tightened on your hips, letting out a deep, visceral groan as he thrust a little faster inside you. You fought the urge to scream as he went deep, burying himself in you. "Fuck, Daddy, yeah!"

With his fingers digging into the meat of your hips, he drilled your pussy, hard, his balls slapping against your clit. As much as you whimpered and moaned, you remained on your knees and took every inch like a champ. You could feel the head of his cock meet the bottom of your pussy with every thrust. It was a shock to your system, how deep he was in you, yet you could still feel him trying to go deeper, straining to be closer to you. Your pussy gripped him again and again and you had to bite into the pillow to contain your loud moans, your hands fisting the satin sheets. The mix of his spit with your cum caused your pussy to make the wettest, filthiest sounds as he fucked you. Eager to hear more, Roman circled his hips, pushing his dick right up against your g-spot, slapping your ass in time with his grinding strokes. Another groan escaped him at the sight of his glistening cock, covered in your juices, sending shivers down his spine. One last flick of his hips finished you off. It was an experience watching you release all over his cock, your pussy squeezing around him, your booty cheeks quivering from how hard you were coming.

"Shit." Your mouth fell open, your beautiful face twisted in blissful agony as you struggled to catch your breath.

Smiling proudly at his handiwork, the Tribal Chief squeezed and smacked your backside one last time before lying down on his back. "C'mere. Put that pretty mouth on my cock."

Managing to unravel your body from the position he twisted you in, you moved over to him and grabbed up his throbbing shaft, spreading the cream you left all over the intimidating length. You released a wad of spit on the tip of his cock and used it to lather him up nice and good. You licked along the side of his dick before taking him halfway into your mouth. Your man tasted so good, his flesh hard and smooth against the flat of your tongue.

"Mmmmm. Nasty ass mouth taking all that big dick. So hot. Suck that shit, baby, taste your pussy on it," he goaded.

You moaned at his words with your mouth full of his cock. Such a nasty shit talker, and it never failed to get your pussy Ieaking. Your hands rested on his thighs now, only working your neck and your wet, juicy lips up and down his length. You moaned on him again and it delivered a vibrating sensation to his dick, causing it to harden even more in your mouth. Easing up on him, you traced circles around his head with your tongue, drawing out pleasured gasps from him as he watched your every move with blown pupils. You took note of every little sound and moan of pleasure he made during sex...It meant you were doing him right, and you were learning to be even better to please both you and your sexy man.

"This my dick, Daddy?" you asked him.

"Yes, baby girl, it is, it's all yours." Roman hummed with satisfaction. You looked so fucking hot, slobbering all over his dick and giving it your undivided attention. His muscled hips bucked upwards to thrust in and out of your mouth. Pulling off your bonnet, he grabbed your hair and held you down on his cock, fucking your mouth over and over, at one point pushing himself so far down your throat that you made a startled sound of protest and popped him out of your mouth to glare at him.

"Hey! You tryna make me gag?" you warned.

Roman merely shrugged. "Damn right. I ain't apologizing, neither. Don't stop. Keep sucking me off."

"Asshole. You lucky I love you." You shifted your focus to his balls and used your lips to tug and pull each one while stroking his flesh pole at the same time. You could hear his gasps, feel him fidgeting, his fingers in your scalp, thanks to your ministrations. You were driving him crazy and you both knew it.

"Fuck, shit, your mouth feels so good on me, girl...you gon' make me come...Damn..."

Roman grunted deep and his big hand yanked you by your neck, shoving his dick back in your mouth where it belonged. With a firm push of your head, you swallowed him up again with a moan. Done with the games, your head bobbed up and down, dragging your lips along his cock in a tight seal, pumping him in your fist, working him into a frenzy.

"Baby, baby," Roman called for you, his balls growing tighter and tighter. Heat bloomed in his belly and his toes twisted. His fingers trembled in your hair as he erupted in your inviting mouth, emptying inside you for the umpteenth time in several hours. You caught every drop of his warm seed without making a mess. Releasing him, you opened your mouth to show him his morning nut.

"Damn, you got all of it," he moaned, taking your chin in his hand and inspecting your mouth. "Good girl. Swallow it and let Daddy see."

Obediently, you swallowed down his load, opening your empty mouth again as proof. Roman growled and crashed your lips together, savoring the tastes of you and him on your tongues. "My baby is such a good girl. Lay back down for me."

"Yes, Daddy." His dazed expression had you giggling while you moved around the bed for him, wiping the excess spit from your mouth. As soon as you were on your back, he pushed your legs up and out of the way. Grabbing the base of his dick, he wasted little time entering you again, holding himself up so that he could drop all this dick down in your pussy. You stared up at him, your lips parted almost in shock; he was so hard and so deep. You looked from his dick to his face again in a euphoric daze. He was rock-hard and digging into your wetness, the lewd sounds echoing around the bedroom. You went to rub your clit but he smacked your hand away.

"Uh-uh, hands off my pussy. I warned you last night about touching this pussy without my consent." As punishment, he picked up the pace.

"Oh my god," you gasped.

His grin was wicked as he watched you push at his abs to no avail. "Haha, I ain't going nowhere, baby. Take this dick like you took it last night. I ain't pulling out neither, you know Daddy don't like to pull out. Now hold your legs up for me."

Before you knew it, you found yourself clasping your calves and rearing your legs further back, allowing him to have his wicked way with you. You were trapped beneath him with nowhere to run, just how he liked it. He rocked that big ol' dick into you, grinding his hips in the most artful way, his body rolling, ebbing, flowing, plunging, making you feel every inch and making you fall in love with him all over again.

And to think, people called missionary boring. The man you were fucking made sure no position was boring. Not many women were as lucky as you were, to have a passionate, attentive partner who knew exactly how to please you.

"You fuck me so good, baby," you praised him, your voice a high-pitched, breathless mewl. “Fuck, you’re making me so wet.”

"Uh huh, you’re making a mess on my cock. I love it. You know I love taking care of my girl and my pussy," he answered, leaning down for a tender kiss.

"You always take good care of me, Daddy. I love you so much."

"I love you too, my sweet girl." Your affirmations seemed to turn him into an animal, as his thrusts became harder, deeper, rougher, the big bed rocking from his forceful movements. He could see your grip on your legs slipping so he grabbed them for you, pinning them down to the bed by the back of your knees. Your toes curled in the air as he kept up his electrifying strokes. The heat you felt creeping up was so strong that you shut your eyes tightly in anticipation. A flood of warm liquid gushed out of you and all over his already creamy dick, making you both moan out loud. When he slipped out of you, you shivered, and then just about fainted when he crept downwards and put his mouth back over you.

"Unnnhhh shiiiit..." you breathed, as he slowly worked his tongue in and around that sweet spot he had since mastered, slurping up your cum juice. You squirmed and squealed helplessly, tears springing to your eyes as another delicious climax built up inside you. Your head fell back onto the bed, incapable of doing any other thing except moan and cry. Too spent to scream, you could only make strangled sobs as another orgasm wracked your body yet again.

When he glided his dick back inside your now sensitive cunt, you couldn't bring yourself to look at him. Roman groaned as you tightened around him, your walls suckling him inch by inch. Bracing himself up with his powerful arms, he nudged your legs up onto his broad shoulders, giving you the perfect view of your pussy taking all his big dick. You turned your head every which way, your weakened body bouncing from the moderate pace of his thrusts. Roman chuckled in amusement at your reaction, his deep, raspy laugh almost taunting.

"Aww, you don't wanna look at me, beautiful? Can't handle how good this dick is?" he teased, kissing away the tears on your cheeks before swiveling his hips around and around, burying himself inside you. "Mmm, you like this, don’t ya? I can tell you like it. You're squeezin' the shit outta my dick. Bet you're feeling real good right now..."

More than good. You were as wet as a waterfall and floating high as a kite right now. Your head arched back into the pillows as he kept putting that dick in your stomach, your voice now hoarse from all your moans and cries. Roman brought his face closer and reacquainted his tongue with yours, absorbing your moan as you tasted yourself in his mouth. In turn, you threaded your fingers through his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Through the haze of passion, you honed in on the sounds of pleasure he was making, the relentless steadiness of his strokes, driving into you with enough momentum to sink you into the sheets.

"God, your pussy is incredible, baby," he murmured under his breath between heated kisses. "Goddamn...I'm 'bout to fill that pussy up, put a damn baby in you."

The waves of searing pleasure rolled outward from where your bodies connected. Roman felt the pull as his balls tightened, inducing him to fuck you harder, faster. You could feel it too, and you reached behind him to rake your nails down his lower back, desperate to end this before you lost control of all your senses and capacities. That small slice of pain was enough to push the Tribal Chief over the edge, your name grinding past his lips as he spasmed inside you. He forced himself as deep as he could down your pussy, emptying his cum in you. Your muscles clenched around him, milking every drop, pulse after pulse of almost painful pleasure mixing with the roaring in his ears. The twitching of his dick ignited another shockwave through your whole body, making you tremble one last time in his arms in a spine-tingling, bone-melting orgasm of your own. 

When it was all over, you crawled away from him, lying spread-eagled, gasping for air, your hair a mess. He lay sprawled beside you, gently tracing the love marks he left on your backside and hips. You were too tired to even turn your head, so you missed the victorious smile on his face as he surveyed the 'damage' he caused.

"You good, baby?" he asked you, his fingers massaging your waist in small soothing circles.

There was a faraway look in your eyes. You felt woozy, your body weak and sore from pleasure. You did not mince your words when delivering your assessment. "You a damn demon."

The twinkle in his eye was just as devilish. "And you love it," he replied with a confident smile, "Am I right, sweetheart?"

Fuck. This man was indeed going to be the death of you. "You know you are," you said softly. Craning your head to check the time on your phone charging on the nightstand, you kissed your teeth tiredly. "I'm gonna be so late."

"I thought I said you should call in sick. Here, let me do it for you." He picked up his phone and searched for a contact. You spied the name he was calling and had to fight back a smile.

"I should never have given you my boss' number," you griped, albeit good-naturedly.

"Come on. He loves ya boy," he chortled. He was right, your boss George was a huge wrestling fan and worshipped the ground Roman walked on. You half-listened to their conversation, holding back a giggle at the serious professional tone your man was using. Severe food poisoning, he said grimly, that it did not look good, and he was taking you to the hospital shortly. He put his phone away with aplomb. "See? Done. I told you Daddy always takes care of his baby girl," he said proudly. "Now we can stay in bed all day and eat more cake, among...other things."

He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and you would have laughed if you weren't so exhausted. Thank God you didn't have to get up anymore. You allowed him to wrap his big arms around you, and you snuggled into him, letting him envelop you in the loving protective way he always did. A happy sigh left your lips as you felt his own press against your temple, whispering words of love to you, permitting you to fade back to sleep, completely and utterly satisfied.

THE END

--------------

Thoughts?  The Bloodline may be falling apart but our smut will never die, lol.

Please leave comments. I love comments!

Banner made by me. Roman gif by @harmshake​. Credit to owners of the other pics and gifs.

[romanreignsgf]

We aren't him

Hello, my loves! I am here with an Ambreigns x Plus Size! Reader! This has been on the docket for a while now and I am so glad I can finally get it out here! Real names are used!

================================================

You were in your room, waiting patiently for your boyfriend to get home. You had been dating him for about three weeks and you really thought he was amazing until you heard your phone ding

"She really thinks 

She’s just a fuck toy

It's hilarious! She is way too fat and 

Perky for me"

You read the texts in shock, He was one of the people who really didn't care about looks. You called some of your dearest friends. Jon and Joe. Or as the world knows them, Roman Reigns and Jon Moxley. Once they heard what you said they immediately came to get you 

"We are on our way, wait outside"

You just silently nodded and put your vape and phone in your bra. And walked outside. Seeing your deadbeat boyfriend "Baby I am so sorry my friend was on m-" You stopped him "Chad, just stop. I'm leaving you" He growled "Well fine then. Youre fucking ugly an-" Then a large hand was placed on Chad's shoulder "I wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you bud" You giggled and walked to the car. Letting Joe do whatever he wanted to the five foot six man. Jon walked you to the car, One arm wrapped around your shoulder. “Hey, Do you need anything else inside?” You thought for a moment “I don’t think so… anything important is in a storage unit..” You see Joe coming over to you and Jon. He is holding a blood soaked fist “Holy shit, Joe…” You took off your jacket, placing it on his bleeding fist

“Don’t worry about it"

You looked at him with worried eyes "Okay..." You got into the passenger seat of the car, Joe was driving and Jon was sitting in the back, As soon as the car started and you and the boys are out of the neighborhood, you break down. Tears bubbling in your eyes.

Growing up as the fat girl, you always found the shittiest men to be in your life. Joe must have heard your tears, as did Jon. They let you cry cause they knew there was nothing they could say to make you feel better at this moment.

When you three pulled up to Joe's house, the car was stopped. You opened the passenger door and hopped out. You waited at the door and waited for Joe to unlock the door. You caught a glimpse of Joe's eyes, he had something planned but you couldn't put your finger on it.

When you walked in you turn to Jon and Joe and rubbed your eyes, "I'm gonna go shower... Is that okay?" Jon chuckled "Baby, I would hold off on that" Baby? He never called you that. Doll maybe, but never baby. Joe chuckled "Yes, Love, How about you go sit on the couch and Jon and I will get your surprise" You were downright confused but you went to the couch and plopped down.

(SMUT BELOW: WARNING!!!)

================================================

About five minutes later, Your phone was yanked from your hand "What the?" You looked up, Seeing Jon and Joe standing over you. "What are you guy's doing?" Joe turned to Jon with a smirk, and that's when Jon spoke up "Now, Baby. That would ruin the surprise! Me and Joe... We wanna show you how wrong Chad was... Can you take off your pants and your panties?"

You looked up at the two, The dominance radiating off them was too much for you. You slipped off both your pants and panties and Jon looked at Joe like he saw god in front of him "Holy, Jon, What took us so fucking long to do this?" Your face flushed and you let out a giggle "Is the surprise you two staring at my pussy?" Jon laughed "Oh, no, baby. I can see that pretty pink pussy glistening, So me and Joe, We're gonna fuck you better than any other man." Those words sent shivers down your spine and made your pussy throb

Joe got on his knees in front of you and Jon plopped beside you. Jon unbuckled his pants and took his cock out from his boxers. "Now, While Joe eats your pretty pussy, your gonna stroke my cock, me and Joe will switch after you cum for a first time, and then we'll fuck you hard, multiple loads will be inside you"

Your face was now a beautiful shade of red. You nodded, wrapping your hand around Jon's cock. It was seven inches, and beautiful. That's when you felt Joe's tongue slide up the lips of your pussy, this got a moan out of you which also lead to you squeezing Jon's cock a tad. You moaned ''Jon! Joe!" Your hand picked up speed as Joe's tongue sped up as well, You also felt Joe's fingers slip inside of you

Your head fell back onto the couch, moaning loudly. Jon was whimpering, letting his head back fall onto the couch, You both leaned in, and you and Jon began making out, Joe was still tearing up your pussy with his fingers and tongue. You pulled away from Jon and moaned loudly "Fuck! shit! I'm cumming!" Your hand squeezed Jon's cock and your eyes rolled into the back of your head

Your breath was heavy and you were so blissed out. "Shit... That was amazing.." You smiled "Oh, Sweetheart, We are far from done," Joe said with a deep chuckle

================================================

[stressedemoblackbratz]

hi dollface.

❥ i’m 19 and i go by the pronouns she/her. personally, i rather not have my name all over the internet, so you all can call me four things, angel, princess, star, or venus.

—those are the cutest things i could think of at the moment.

❥ i’m black, so generally speaking when i write i’m envisioning a black person. not all of my fics are labeled black reader though.

❥ i do take requests. i easily get tired out though so your request may take a moment. please pay attention to when i’m taking request and when i’m not.

—if you request something when i’m not taking any i might use it for inspo and specify where it’s from or i’ll just ignore it until, or if, i get to it.

❥ send me asks to just talk about stuff, i always see requests and that’s it. y’all are so funny on here. ask me about my day, tell me about yours, or about a tik tok or something.

❥ i’m in school and my life gets too much sometimes. bare with me babes, i’m trying.

❥ i also don’t mind people asking me about why something in my writing is that way, but if you make a big deal out of it (and i mean you’re just really going in) 9/10 i’m obviously gonna get annoyed.

—if it was any other person you wouldn’t care and wouldn’t say anything. if it was your work with dumb questions on it you’d get heated. don’t piss me off. i came to read, write, and relax.

enough of that, i’m here to have fun. i hope you can have fun with me <333

now who do i write for? ↴

Criminal Minds

Derek Morgan

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

House of Wax

Bo Sinclair

Nick Jones

Wade Felton

Wrestling

Roman Reigns

Carmelo Hayes

Bron Breaker

Seth Rollins

Jon Moxley

Hangman Adam Page

Jeff Hardy

Mustafa Ali

Baron Corbin

The Lost Boys

David

Dwayne

Paul

Marko

Michael Emerson

On My Block

Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

Cesar Diaz

Ruby Martinez

Jamal Turner

Latrelle

Sapo

Cuete

Euphoria

Fezco

Elliot

Rue Bennett

Ethan Lewis

Black Panther

Shuri Udaku

Riri Williams

T’Challa Udaku

Namor - K'uk'ulkan

Celebs

Lil Meech

Jahking Guillory

Michael Rainey Jr.

—if a series you want to be added to is completed i won’t add you, but you will be placed on any possible sequel or backstory.

okay now that that’s out the way, let’s have some fun! that’s why we’re here.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ and if no one has told you this today then its okay because i will, i love you and i hope you have an amazing day. keep going, it was the best decision i made. <3 *ੈ✩‧₊˚

← back to navigation

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Headcannons Masterlist

Soft Updates: Once A Month

One Shots/Series Fics Masterlist: Here

WWE AND AEW

ROMAN REIGNS:

Plus Size Reader

Birthday Edition

Sub! Roman w/ Plus Size Mistress

Public Sex

DD/LG

Hair Kink

Playroom Details

Fighting and Make up Sex

Face fucking

“The Missionary Position“

Taking Care Of A Sick SO

Summerslam

Tribal Chief and Bálor Contest

DD/LG Fluff

ALEISTER/MALAKAI BLACK:

SFW/NSFW (Aleister)

Dad!Edition - Baby Girl (Aleister)

Goth Reader (Aleister)

Jealousy (Aleister)

Comfort - SFW (Aleister)

Sexting (Aleister)

First Time Meeting The Doc (Malakai)

Smut (Malakai)

Plus Size Insecure Reader (Malakai)

Possessiveness (Malakai)

Stripper Reader

Stripper Reader Pt. 2

Dad!Edition (Malakai)

Accidently calling him Tommy

When He Falls In Love With His Psychiatrist/Reader (Malakai)

Calling Him “Daddy” For The First Time (Malakai)

Corruption Kink w/ Priest Malakai

Corruption Kink w/ Priest Malakai Pt. 2

NSFW

Reaction To You Getting Injured

Comforting

HOB resident pet fuck

 JAY WHITE:

CNC Knife Play

OnlyFans

Voice Kink

Brat Taming

Cheering Bee up

Teasing

AU!Businessman Jay

DD/LG

Overstimulation/Forced Orgasm

Pregnancy Sex

After Forbidden Door

Student!Jay / Professor! Reader

Plus Size Reader

Aftercare

Teasing with a cock ring

Frat Brother ft. ELP

J.J.

Incubus

EL PHANTASMO:

Insecure Reader

Frat Brother ft. Jay White

DAVID FINLAY:

Soft!

DAMIAN PRIEST:

NSFW

SFW

Male Reader

Male Reder NSFW

NSFW Honeymoon!Edition

When You Win A Championship

Asking You To Be His Girlfriend

Trans Male/Female Reader

Dad!Edition Part 1

Dad!Edition Part 2

Period Edition

Tickle Fetish And Kinks

Jealousy

Praise Kink

DD/LG

DD/LG Relationship

Angry But Passionate Sex

Short Reader

Sub!Edition

Teasing NSFW

Comfort (SFW)

Comfort (NSFW)

Sexting

Non Binary Reader

Singer Reader

Living Together

Underwear

Wheelchair Bound Reader

Public Teasing

Mirror Kink

Going To Sleep

Babysitting

Black Plus Size Reader

Dating Someone From Wardrobe Department

Fingering

Domestic Edition

Voice Kink

Reader Who’s Insecure About Her Vagina

Reader’s Water Breaking + Home Birth

Shower Sex

Riding him + the risk of getting caught

Reader with an abusive relationship in the past

Squirting

Submissive Reader

Losing Your Virginity

Being His Masseuse

Celebrating His United States Title

Casual Intimacy

Pregnancy Sex

Quickie In The Pool

Stripper Reader

Sweaty/Smut

Impact Play Knowledge

Curvy Girl Lingerie

Fall/Halloween

Damian x Reader x Rhea 

Soft and Reassuring

Single Mom Reader

Breeding Kink

Magic Mike! Damian

Creative Way To Tell Him You’re Pregnant

Spanish

Angsty Sex

PDA

Random Theme

Actress Reader who’s part of the cast of The Witcher

Winter Honeymoon

Cockwarming

Sleeping during sex

Michael Myers Kink - gone wrong lol

Hair

Valentine’s Day - Stripper Reader and AU!Bouncer

NSFW with Edge and Reader

FINN BÁLOR:

Demon King Edition

Biting Kink

“Submissive“ Demon King

Tickling 

Shy Reader

Teasing

Sexting

Smutty/Fluff

Face Fucking

Voice Kink

Super Horny And Tries To Tease The Reader

Knife Play

Pregnancy Sex

Reader’s Reaction To His Promo on SmackDown Against Roman

Brat Taming (Prince Devitt)

Bálor and Tribal Chief Contest

Black Tongue

Ask Drabble 

DD/LG

Dirty Talk w/ Demon King

ETHAN PAGE:

Enemies To Lovers

Smut

EDGE:

NSFW with Damian and Reader

JAY BRISCOE:

Brat taming

“Make her cum with your tongue, put her sleep with your dick“

DEXTER LUMIS:

NSFW

SFW

DREW MCINTYRE:

Breeding Kink

Claymore

Mafia Boss

RANDY ORTON:

NSFW

Mood Board HC

RHEA RIPLEY (F/F):

NSFW

SFW

Dirty Talk

When You Get Injured

Cooking

Angry Rhea/Teasing

BECKY LYNCH (F/F):

Celebrating after Summerslam

TOMMASO CIAMPA:

NSFW

SFW

Sub!Edition

DD/LG

Jealous

Sexting

Reader Calling Him Daddy For The First Time

Birthday Sex

Comforting When A Family Member Passes Away

Cozy/Comfort

Rough Sex

After winning the NXT title back

Halloween Smut

Angsty Sex

DARBY ALLIN:

Soft/SFW

Riding Him

Rough Sex

Possessive/Breeding Kink

Soft and NSFW

JON MOXLEY:

Plus Size Reader Fluff

Comforting After a Break Up

With A Stripper Reader

EDDIE KINGSTON:

NSFW

SFW

Dad!Edition (Baby Girl)

Dad!Edition (Baby Boy)

Dad! Edition (Teenage Girl)

Siblings w/ Mox

Uncle Edition

When A Woman Hit On You

When A Man Hit On You

Husband Edition

Pregnancy

Plus Size Reader

Jealous Reader

PDA

Comfort

Nurse Reader

Virgin Reader

General Kinks

Riding Him

Movie Date

His Reaction To When Someone Sees Your NSFW Videos

Comforting Him

Fighting And Making Up

Shy/Introvert Reader

Giving Head To Female Reader

The Reason Behind The Nickname “Fox”

Tooth Extraction

Sick Reader

Make up Sex

First Night In New Home

Pregnancy Sex

His Reaction To Your Celebrity Crush

Dirty Talk

Fingering

Cuddling

Dad!Part 2

ADAM PAGE:

Student x Teacher

Dirty Talk

Jealousy

Angsty Sex

Sneaky Sex

Spoiling

Cockwarming

Professor Hangman - Blowjob 

Professor Hangman - Jealous

Professor Hangman - Jealous 2

CHUCK TAYLOR:

NSFW

SFW

BARON CORBIN:

Reader With Panic Attack

NSFW

THE SHIELD:

Predator and Prey

Roommates NSFW/SFW

MATT JACKSON:

Brat Taming

How he treats a sensitive Sub

Flirting with The Elite in front of him

“Where Do You Think You’re Going?“

Random Prompt

With Plus Size Reader

Feral Matt

Sexual Punishments

Needy Matt

Cocky

Vampire!Matt

Poppy

Vampire!Matt 2

NICK  JACKSON:

Plus Size Reader

Jealousy/slight smut

Sexual Punishments

Enemies To Lovers

Poppy

KENNY OMEGA:

Reader Caught Masturbating

Virgin Brat

WARDLOW:

Male Reader

Pet Name

Professor!Wardlow

OnlyFans

Finding Out That You’re Pregnant

Celebration after winning a championship

Celebration after winning a championship pt.2

CASH WHEELER

Pregnancy

ELIAS SAMSON:

Blindfolded NSFW

Jealous Elias In The Club

CODY RHODES:

Office Edition

TRIPLE H:

SFW/NSFW

Breeding Kink

COLT COBANA:

SFW/NSFW

SHEAMUS:

NSFW/SFW

JOHNNY GARGANO:

NSFW

MJF:

NSFW

Shower Sex

Soft for his SO

PETE DUNNE:

Agressive Make Out

Con Non-Con

MUSTAFA ALI:

Single Mother Reader

SETH ROLLINS:

Kidnapping

AUSTIN GUNN:

Smut

Fluff

JUNGLE BOY:

Smut

Taking Care Of A Sick SO

DD/LG

Jeans

Hate Fuck

SAMMY GUEVERA:

Photo Prompt

Sammy x Reader x Ethan

Sammy x Alan 5 Angels x Reader

JEFF HARDY:

Fluff/Smut

POLYAMOROUS:

Johnny Gargano/Tommaso Ciampa/Reader

Jon Moxley/Eddie Kingston/Reader

Matt Jackson/Nick Jackson/Reader

EXCEPTIONS (SPECIAL REQUESTS):

Kane NSFW ��(to ava-valerie)

Undertaker DD/LG (to ava-valerie)

[stripper-patrick]

Rules📋 Roman Reigns

Warnings: smut, angst, spanking, oral (f), bondage, not really a plot, blindfolded, protected, BDSM, daddy kink, pornhub could never

Requested by: @rhyrhy462

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou

Relationship: Roman Reigns x black plus sized/ requested reader

We come back from a friends wedding all dressed up. “You know babygirl you look real fine in that dress” Roman says shutting the door to our hotel room. A smirk tugs on my lips and I chuckle turning around.

“Thank you. This suit makes me want to tear you up” I bat my lashes with an innocent smile watching Ro walk over to me. Instantly his hand is around my neck and a wider smile is plastered on my face. He kisses me inhaling deeply. I feel his large hand slide through my underwear and shorts slowly rubbing my clit.

I push my hips forward but he shoves me back going back to attacking my clit. I moan feeling Romans finger enter me. He pulls it out and sucks off the juices collected from me. “Go on the bed face down ass up feet off the bed”

He lets my throat go and I get on my bed stepping out of my bottoms completely. I pull off my shirt leaving me bare and Roman presses behind me. I can feel his bugle straining through his jeans. Roman moves down sitting on the ground while pulling my hips down putting my pussy on his lips.

My leg rests bent on the bed as I grind myself along his face. I bite my lip morning and my fingers tangle in his long hair pushing him closer to me. I bounce my hips on his face letting my butt twerk which results in him smacking it.

“Oh” I moan. He pushes my other leg on the bed and hoists my butt up by his large hands. He pulls me further down on his face and I grip the sheets. My legs rattle as he slurps on my clit licking it like ice cream.

“I’m cumming” one hand grips his head keeping him in place and the other grips the sheets as a brace. My body twitches and romans hands hold my butt down making sure I don’t run for him. I jerk softly shaking my way through my orgasm.

I get through and he comes from under me with a smirk and glistening beard. He pulls me up straight and comes behind me. I can feel his bulge taunting the inside of my thighs. I lean my head back on his chest feeling his breath near my ear. He pulls my arms behind me on top of each other.

“Stay just like this” he whips off from behind me and I stand there with my arms behind my back just like he asked. Roman appears with 2 ties in his hand. One he wore earlier tonight and the other from his suitcase. He ties one around my eyes leaving me to complete darkness and the other bounds my arms together restricting me from moving them. I hear Roman drop his pants and tear open the wrapper of a condom.

“Ready baby girl?” I nod

“Yes” he bends me over making me gasp and Roman spreads my legs. I feel him finally enter me and we both moan. Roman grabs my bound arms using them as a tool to bounce me on him. He pushes his hips letting my ass bounce back on him.

His hand comes down on my ass hard making me cry out. “You look so sexy bouncing on my dick baby”

“Roman” I moan

“Hmm? How good does daddy feel rearranging your fucking guts” he moans spanking me again.

“I love that dick. Ooohhh fuck it up” I moan. I feel both of romans hands move to the tie around my hands. I can feel his weight in them as he leans back fucking me.

“Daddy don’t stop” I moan. I hear him grunt and moan as I whimper. I’m starting to get dizzy from my restricted eyesight and being bent over. This dizziness is bringing my coming orgasm to a whole new level.

“Fuck baby doll. Your pussy is about to make daddy nut” he moans. He spanks both cheeks and my leg gives out. Luckily he grabs it pulling me up. I sit up feeling the rush of adrenaline and Roman lets go of my bound arms picking me up spreading my legs wide with each of his arms. He continues fucking me moaning low in my ear.

“Roman” I warn. In mid air Roman is fucking the life out of me. My legs shake in his arms and I try to pull my arms but I can’t.

“What do you want baby?” He kisses my ear lobe

“My clit” I moan broken “please rub it”

He sits on the bed so I’m right in his lap even deeper on his dick and he rubs my clit making my body shake more. I let out a loud moan arching my back on his chest. My chest caves as he’s still pounding me out getting close to his orgasm. “Look at you. A fuckin slut getting her pussy pounded out by daddy. I love the way your body shakes on me baby girl” he talks me through my orgasm.

Roman finally growls out holding my shoulders down and fucking me through his orgasm. “Oh baby”

By now I’m a whining mess. He slowly down eventually coming to a halt. Roman takes off the tie around my eyes and my vision adjusts to the sight of the black screen tv before me. I look down at my spread apart legs and I feel romans dick throbbing inside of me. I lean my head back on his shoulder as he kisses mine.

He unties my hands and I shake them out. “It gets better every time with you. Ya know that”

“Oh I know. That’s the power of the pussy” I laugh

[snarkandsarcasmftw]

fanfic end of the year asks: 1,3,5,12,13,21,24,25 and 30

Omg thank you for sending me these BB! I love you!

1.favorite fic you wrote this year

Honestly, I’ve pretty much enjoyed them all about the same. Some a little more than others. To be honest, I’m gonna put this out there. I’ve honestly had so much fun writing pretty much all the fake fic titles that like... I haven’t really given thought to much else oops rip?

3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year

Oh god, hands down, it’s the smut fake fic title ask Stuffed Like A Turkey for Mox. I felt like that was actually better than any kind of smut I’ve ever written -before or since.

5. most popular fic this year

TBH... I don’t know. I know that anything I wrote for Roman Reigns went upwards of 20 notes (not much but i think last check at least one of them was a little over that, idk.. I try not to check stuff like that often anymore bc if I do it’ll be frustrating / give me anxiety) . Everything else struggles to reach that, so I guess my Roman Reigns fake fic title asks or the one I just did for Kevin Owens, one or two I’ve done for Adam Page? Which is honestly kinda sad because like... I personally think that they’re all good in their own way. But hey, it is what it is and frankly, I’m content to have anyone reading my garbage at all. [ the asks I answered for Roman are x x x x and x  ] [ Kevin Owens x ] [ Adam Page x x x x x x x x ] Granted... Like I said, I don’t check notes anymore because of the whole anxiety thing so I could be wrong but off the top of my head these 3 names are the ones who seem to pop up most in my activity feed when I check to see if I’m tagged in anything or not. 

12. favorite character to write about this year

Honestly, I’ve just enjoyed playing around with different ones, even though I feel like I don’t do well at writing any of them at all, it’s fun to try. I have to say that I’m really enjoying writing Mox. 

13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year

Pretty much everything I listen to, tbh. I’ve drawn inspiration through all of it at some point. 

21.most memorable comment/review

All of them, tbh. I love to sit and read them now and then and honestly, it’s not an oft occurring thing to actually get comments or anything for me, so every little interaction with one of my writing posts ( Even the tags, y’all I live for some of the things you guys have said in my tags ) is so so so special to me, you have no idea. TBH, I love all of your comments and @heelsamizayn comments and there were a few I got from @kittysilver86 a while back that I love as well as quite a few from @calwitch, but I’m not picking a definite one because honestly, they were all amazing.

24. favorite fic you read this year

Oh god that’s easy. It’s a tie between Don’t Fear the Reaper by you, A Little Country Christmas by @sassbei or Spend The Night With Hangman by @doedreamss and Yankee Candle ( 1 and 2 ) by @robwiethoff .. Also, whenever I’m feeling down or whatever, I tend to re read pretty much all the stuff on @vonschweetz ‘s masterlist. I’m still working my way around everyone’s masterlists. Oh, hell... There’s also this amazing fic by @writtingrose called Beautiful To Me featuring a plus sized reader and Drew McIntyre that I absolutely frickin love. And Trick or Treat ( the choose your own ending halloween fic ) featuring Mox and Hangman by @glowrioustrash .. Oh shit, there’s also Speak series by @xwicker-manx and pretty much any of @kittysilver86‘s baron corbin drabbles featuring her oc Ava. I COULDN’T CHOOSE OKAY? I LOVE THEM ALL.

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

See question 24. Those are seriously my recommendations at the moment. There’s also Golden Cage by @twdeadfanfic I really, really love it. 

30. favorite fandom to read fic from this year

Wrestling, The Walking Dead, Supernatural and Sons Of Anarchy. Those aren’t just this year, they’re for all time, tbh. I tend to stick close to those fandoms when reading.

[stressedemoblackbratz]

☆━━ ☠︎ ━━☆

—navigation

☆━━ ☠︎ ━━☆

my masterlists

© 2022 - 2024 stressedemoblackbratz — do not translate, repost, or post any of my work on any platforms. these are my works of art.

last updated 5/18/23

euphoria 2019

scream 1996

wrestling

black panther 2018/2022

house of wax 2005

criminal minds 2005

the lost boys 1987

on my block 2018

celebs (or more)

・❥・meet me, my rules, and who i write for

° 𐐪♡𐑂 get added to my taglist

☆ fic rec’s

#star’s fic recs 💌

my requests are closed.

upcoming works

pretend

[stripper-patrick]

Ask and you’ll receive 👅 Roman Reigns

Warnings: smut, angst

Relationship: Roman Reigns x black plus sized reader

“Excited for your match?” I ask

“Damn you look good and yea I’m ready I’ve been waiting to get my hands on Brock for too long now”

“I kn-“ Brock gets on the mic and looks into the camera

“Roman reigns ugh when we have our match next I’m gonna destroy you exactly like I destroyed your little girl toys throat last summer”

“What the hell?”

“Y/N Yea everyone knows her. Me and her had passionate love making”

“Y/N” he’s fuming by the second.

“Roman we didn’t have sex I put that on my life”

“Then what the hell is he talking about”

“Ask him” I dare

“Y/N I’m asking you have you and Brock-“

“Do you believe me or not?”

“I don’t know”

“You know what just go do your match I’ll be waiting to leave when you come out” I walk away and to my locker room. I watch as everyone stares at me. Dean and Seth come up to me and I break down.

“Sweetheart what happened between you and Brock”

“I was drunk and I kissed him but that was years ago before I had even met y’all and Roman doesn’t believe me”

“Calm down Y/N he’s just mad at Brock for even saying your name he’ll cool down after a few rounds with us” Seth rubs my back and I nod.

...

The entire ride was silent between me and Roman. Roman won by default because Braun came out and attacked him. He hasn’t spoken to me at all.

He pulls into the parking lot of the hotel and we get out with our bags.

I walk to the front of the desk and check us in. The man smiles at me.

“Here you go sweetheart” I can feel Roman burning into him. I look up and stand corrected as he glares at the receptionist.

“Thanks” I take his large hand in mine and drag him along to our room.

We come across a huge room with one big bed and a view of the beautiful night sky. I set down the bags and sigh looking at the sky. Roman sits on the bed pushing his hair back behind his ears.

“Baby girl come here” I look back and go over to him. He sets me in his lap and runs his hands past my hips.

“I’m sorry. I believe you it just takes me a minute to process things especially with all this stress on my shoulders”

“I understand and if I’m being honest and this was completely before I knew you but me and him kissed and that was completely it”

“Ok” he nods. He kisses my lips and I smile.

“I’m going out to have some drinks with the boys tonight. You’ll be ok right?”

“Of course” I stand up and he stands tall above me

“I’m gonna order room service I need some macaroni and cheese in my life do you want anything?”

“Nah” he goes in his pocket and pulls out a $5.

“What’s this for?”

“To tip the person”

“I got it Ro”

“Take the damn money like you take them strokes” I snicker and cover my mouth.

“I hate you” he kisses my cheek and slaps my ass leaving the room. I do as I said watching love and hip hop in the process.

After waiting a little while my Mac and cheese finally comes and I give the guy the tip.

When I shut the door I get a text. I pick up my phone and tap the messages from Roman laying my finger on the Touch ID.

They’re both from Ro.

I gasp and feel my wetness start to collect. I send an emoji and sit down fucking up my Mac and cheese. It had chives and some other seasoning that made it taste so good.

I’m watching the show and the door unlocks. Roman walks in an looks at me.

“Hey”

“Hi”

“Lemme get a bite” he says

“Ayo I can’t have anything to myself”

“Girl stop playin and let me get a bite” he leans down and takes a bite of my Mac and cheese “damn that’s good”

“I know”

“Now I’m gonna take a shower and when I get back I’m tasting something else”

“Yes sir” I wait for a little bit still watching the show. I go on my phone and look at my Instagram feed. I like a few pictures and the bathroom door opens revealing a low hanging towel clad Roman. He smells so good.

“I wanna brush your hair” I say

“You’re spoiled”

“You made me like this” I grab his butt and he jumps.

“Don’t do that” he laughs. Roman grab some basketball shorts and throws those on not even bothering with underwear. He dries his head with a towel and lays between my legs. I grab a brush and begin going through the tangles.

“I really wanna give you some Bantu knots”

“Is that the little Lauryn Hill shit you do with your hair?”

“First off don’t disrespect a queen like that and yes it is”

“Hell Nah” we watch tv and I finish playing in his hair

“Done?” I give out a small yes “ready for me to turn over?” I think he means like laying on my lap and me rubbing his back.

“Yup” he flips his body and he takes off my underwear “oh wait I thought you mean something else”

“Nah I said I needed a stress reliever” I smile and he dips his head down kissing and sucking on my thighs. I lay back and let him do his thing. He moans and his tongue circles around my clit.

“So sweet” I bite my lip “don’t hide it baby lemme hear you”

“Oh god” my back arches and he wraps his lips around my clit. My stomach contracts and I’m left with no air.

“Ugh keep going please” I push his hair out the way and scrunch it up in my hand.

“Ro fuck” I moan. His large hand kneads my breast and the pleasure becomes too much for me.

“Wait wait”

“Nah” he says simply. Roman uses one hand to press my body down and he begins to thrust his fingers inside of me.

“Oh my god” I shriek

“Are you gonna cum already?”

“Yes baby I’m so close” he latches only my clit again and I begin seeing black spots painted throughout the ceiling.

He moans intestifying everything. Roman rides out my orgasm and comes up licking his fingers and lips.

“I can’t get enough of you” I smile and he leans down kissing me.

“Ride me babygirl” I flip us over and kiss his lips taking down to his stomach. I take off his shorts and stroke him. He hisses and sits up. I kiss the tip then take him as a whole down my throat. I give little kitten licks to his balls while his dick is penetrating the back of my throat.

“Shit baby I need to be inside of you” I kiss the tip and come up. I straddle his waist and he holds me up.

I sink down on him and his large tattooed arm wraps around my waist while the other holds up the top half of his body.

“There you go” I begin moaning as I bounce on his fat dick. Roman was packing. He’s about 8 inches ON SOFT.

“Fuck you ride me so good baby girl”

“Roman” I grab his hand and push it around my throat.

“You like that? You love when daddy’s in control huh? Even if you are bouncing on my dick that like little whore you are” Roman has never degraded me like this before and it is so sexy.

“Keep going” I moan. He presses his hips forward jutting into me. I scream out.

I clench myself around him and he moans “you keep doing that and I’ll put a baby in you”

I moan and he litters me in marks.

“Ro don’t stop I’m gonna cum”

“Yea? I want you dripping everywhere for me baby soak me up”

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” I repeat. He holds me and I wrap my arms around his neck.

Roman sloppily penetrates me and I can tell he’s bottoming himself out.

“Oh shit” he moans.

He slows down and comes to a stop. Roman stays inside of me and smiles.

“That was amazing but you might wanna take a plan b tomorrow”

“Don’t play with me you know I’ll get in the car and go get it now”

“It’s too damn late and plus I think I’m still a little stressed maybe sitting on my face-“

“Ok we’ve heard enough” I hop off him and grab my shorts.

“Put these on those are too small” I roll my eyes earning a slap to my ass.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me” we get dressed and open the door seeing Seth and Dean.

“What are y’all doing here?”

“Dean wanted you to make pancakes then we heard you screaming and got scared then heard you call Ro daddy which is weird didn’t know you were into that”

“Well my boy relieved his stress”

“For the most part” Ro winks. I hit him and go to the kitchen beginning the pancakes.

[swervestrickland]

Hold This Flower | Dean Ambrose

Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Reader, Roman x Galina mention

“Hey there ! I was just wondering if I could request imagine with a plus size reader ? Maybe something where she was the female member of the shield and [Dean and her] had a romance storyline that carried on after the [Shield] breakup and they’re also dating in real life as well ? Just a bunch of fluff. If not, I’m sorry to disturb you at this late hour.” - anon

Word Count: 4,298

Warnings: Literally none I think??? Fluffy as all heck 

Author’s Note: I’m taking requests! Honestly, not gonna lie, I’m a little worried with how the anon will like this one because I saw that someone requested a very similar prompt to someone else and I’m worried the anon couldn’t wait for my slow ass :( Anyway, I personally like how this one turned out so please let me know??? Thank y’all sooooo much <3

Tagging: @llowkeys / @we-work-hard / @p0tat0catofwesteros / @toosweetme / @blondekel77 / @welshwitch5 / @alexahood21 / @the-geekgoddes / @xxmaddhatter39xx / @sjwrites22 / @crowleysqueenofhell / @xstylesxclashx / @justrae9903 / @hardcorewwetrash / @helluvawriter / @wrasslin-x / @roman-reigns-princess / @reigns420 / @athoughtfulmindwrites / @wrestlingbabe / @heyambrose / @straight-outta-the-asylum / @idekwhatthisis / @mewsburger

“Don’t tell him I told you.” “Roman, when have I ever told a secret?” “Literally all the time.” You laughed, burning with embarrassment. “Okay, you’re right.” “I’m serious, [Y/N]. Don’t even hint that you know. He’ll kill me.” You looked at Roman, sitting next to you. “I’m not gonna-” “Shh,” he hushed, “don’t look at me. What if he comes through and sees us talkin’?” You couldn’t help it. You giggled, slapped his arm. “Are you telling me Big Bad Roman is afraid of my soon-to-be-”

“Shh, put your head down, there he is,” Roman hissed, grabbing his plate of unfinished steak, potatoes, and salad and making to leave. Sure enough, there was Dean, hands taped and ready for his match, walking towards them. It had been a blessing, having Dean back on Raw. After the Shield break up two years back and the draft last year, you and Seth and Roman had all ended up on the same Raw roster. You’d been heartbroken, when you found out, but Dean assured you that he wouldn’t let that separate the both of you. “Just keep that bastard Seth at an arm’s length, okay?” He’d said with a wink. The break up might have been the betrayal of the century for the WWE universe, but for the four of you, it was nothing but creative’s latest storyline. Still, you had to hand it to creative, as well as Vince. Vince had noticed the on-screen chemistry between you and Dean, and told creative to book a romance. It went along with his plan, anyway. Had your chemistry not been noticed, it would’ve still been three against one by the time of the break up. They wanted to set Seth as the worst person imaginable, and it just so happened that stabbing his brothers in the back was nothing compared to clapping his real life sister in the back with a steel chair. “Hey, Dean!” Roman smiled nervously, nearly gone. Dean held a hand out in front of him, stopping Roman dead in his tracks. “Why you leavin’ so soon, brother? I just got here.” Roman swallowed a gulp, flashed Deano a brilliant smile. “Gotta get ready for that match against Braun. You know how it is.” “That I do, brother, that I do.” He dropped his hand to let Roman pass, and turned his attention to you. He sat down in Roman’s recently vacated chair, legs spread apart, one arm draped on the back of your own chair. “What was that all about?” Dean asked, ever in character. Nothing slipped past the ol’ lunatic fringe. His mind moved way too quickly for that. Luckily, you were quicker. “My match with Nia. I asked him for advice. He bounced when he saw you because he knows how you feel about me asking anyone else for ring advice.” He shot me a confused look. “I’m not that bad, am I? Looked like Roman saw a ghost.” You feigned thinking about it, looking up at the ceiling, then back at him. “No, you’re pretty bad.” You reached for his face, scratching at his beard. His eyes fluttered closed, reveling in the feeling of your soft skin. One of his hands grazed your body, squeezing those parts of you that you tended to dislike. “You know I don’t like when you do that to my fat.” His eyes opened. “We’ve been through this, baby.” “I know, but-” “Does it feel good?” “Yes, but-” “Then you like it. What you don’t like is that you’re bigger than the average woman, but you know that doesn’t bother me.” A hand touched your cheek. “It’s actually one of the things I love most about you. There’s more of you to love. And I plan on loving every goddamn inch of you.” It was enticing. There was a growl in his voice you only heard when he was filled with lust for you, but he wasn’t making any definitive moves. Plus, you had a match. “[Y/N]! Backstage in five minutes!” As if on cue, one of the backstage hands called out. Dean’s light blue eyes shined with love, head nodding in the direction of the assistant. “Go on, baby. Kick that ass.” “I’m losing this one.” “All the more reason why you should kick that ass.” A woman’s shout from outside the catering room. “I heard that, Dean!” Nia. You stifled a giggle, your boyfriend smirking in Nia’s direction. “Damn right ya did!”

9 DAYS LATER You were due for a few days off. On screen injury from Nia and that Little Miss Bitch ambushing you during your match against Emma. Okay, and it was Christmas. Dean wasn’t about to let those few days pass without making sure he got to spend time with you, so you figured this was probably it. The Day. You were taking a flight home with Seth. Dean was going to be meeting the both of you in Iowa, at your parents’ house. You shook your head. This situation screamed Big Deal, even if Roman hadn’t warned you about it. Every minute on the plane at Seth’s side was making you more and more nervous. Seth hadn’t spoken the entire flight. But you did your best to stay busy; after all, three hours was too long to be bored. You silently thanked the universe for remembering to bring your iPad and headphones, drowning out the silence between the two of you with some Five Finger Death Punch. Because angst. Obviously, “I Apologize” was on repeat. It was the song you imagined played in the background of a shield reunion promo. But of course that would never happen. Roman was doing too well on his own for Vince to jeopardize that with a reunion, and you understood that perfectly. “Hey, sis?” You almost didn’t hear it. But you had seen him shuffle in his seat, and you knew that something was wrong. Seth slept like a bear on most flights. You took both headphones out, all too eager to break this tension. “Yeah?” He looked at his feet, struggling to find the words. Your hand reached out to him, hand covering his own. “You know that…Dean’s gonna…” “I know.” “How did you…?” His voice drifted away, thinking. You let him, because the answer was simple. “Fucking Roman,” he realized. “Yeah, Roman. But you aren’t really that much of a secret keeper, either. Or were you not just about to tell me, too?” Seth sighed, caught. “Yeah, I was.” He was quiet again. You were about to check if he’d drifted off to sleep, when he spoke. “Listen, I’m ecstatic for you. I honestly never imagined that your relationship with Dean would amount to this.” You raised an eyebrow, wondering if you should be offended. “That’s not what I mean,” he said. He let out a sigh, mustering up the right words for what he was about to say. “You and I both know that everyone on the roster knows about my relationships with women.” “If you can call them relationships,” You quipped. “Exactly. And everyone thinks I’m the only one with a history like that. But Dean used to be the same. That’s why, early on in your relationship, I was worried. But I never said anything, because you were happy.” “I guess what I’m saying is, that if he ever does anything to treat you wrong, I’m here. I’ll kick his ass all the way back to Cincinnati if I have to, if it’s what you want. I won’t let him hurt you.” You stared at him, tears pooling at the corners of your eyes. “Seth…” “Fuck, oh, shit, sis…don’t start that crying shit,” he griped, hand pulling out from under yours, “you know that crying shit makes me uncomfortable.” You slapped him on the arm. “You fucking asshole,” you whined. “You knew that would make me cry.” “That’s why I didn’t want to fucking say it.” “But you did, and it was beautiful.” “Don’t start that shit, oh my God.” “Give me a hug, Seth,” you cried. “No, what? Don’t get near me.” “Please?” He was halfway off his seat, keeping the distance between the two of you at its max. “Absolutely not.” “Come on.” He looked at you, mascara sliding down your face, eyes red and puffy. But happy. You were happy, and he saw that. So he couldn’t say no. “Ugh, fine.”

The rest of the flight was uneventful, and the both of you made it to your parents’ place in one piece. You wrapped your blue scarf tightly around your neck, pulled your jacket closer against you. It was freezing. You grabbed your suitcase and left Seth to pay the driver. Mom had the door open before you could even knock. “Sweetheart!” “Merry Christmas, Mom!” You wrapped her in a warm embrace. “Merry Christmas to you, too, honey. Go on, your father’s in the living room. Oh, Seth!” She reached for her beloved son, paying no more mind to you, her daughter. You rolled your eyes, dropping off your suitcase by the stairs. “Happy holidays, Ma.” “Oh, that’s right. The non-believer,” Mom said jokingly. “Mom,” you chastised, saving your brother from torture. “Be nice.” “Okay, okay….are you hungry? There’s leftovers in the fridge if you want some.” “Good, I’m starved.” He said, rubbing at his tummy. She led him by the hand to the kitchen, and you smiled. “Catering can’t beat your cooking.” He was a momma’s boy through and through, that one. You heard laughter coming from the living room. It sounded like two voices. One deep, one mellow. You traipsed through the doorway yelling, “Dad! I’m home!” before you stopped short, catching that flair of ginger, those dazzling eyes. “Dean?” you gasped. He had told you his flight was delayed, that he wouldn’t be there for another couple hours or so. “Hey, babe. Your dad and I were just talkin’ about the day you were born.” “Yeah, a chubby lil’ thing,” Dad grunted, remembering the day well. “I’d never thought you’d grow into the big, strong woman you are now.” “Papi!” You plopped down next to him on the couch before he could stand, squeezing him tightly. “Hola, mijita. How’s my little girl?” “I’m great, pa, now that all three of my boys are here, together.” Dean let out a few light chuckles. “Don’t let Roman hear you say that. You’ll break his heart.”

After spending quite some time in the living room with your mom, dad, Seth, and Dean (consisting heavily of nagging from your mother and saving Seth from interrogation, starting with “So, Seth, honey, how’s your love life going? Am I going to be expecting some grandchildren anytime soon from any of your lovers?” and ending with “How are you going to find yourself a good, loving relationship with a woman if you don’t have a good, loving relationship with God?”), Mom and Dad retired to bed, your dad claiming to be exhausted from second-hand nagging, and your mother just tired of her heathen spawn (a lie, of course, she loved both of you know matter what). Seth chuckled, shaking his head. “Is it like this every time you come home?” Dean asked, clearly amused at the mother-son dynamic. You were sitting on his lap, sinking both of you deeper and deeper into the soft couch, but Dean didn’t seem to mind. His hands held you cozily, one hand on your outer thigh, the other wrapped around and tucked into your under arm. He claimed he liked your warmth. “Just at Christmas. Otherwise, I have free reign.” You conversed back and forth for a while, all of you entranced with the conversation of, “So what are we going to do come January? What are the storylines going to look like?” It was safe to say all of you were workaholics. There was something strange about being home, as if home was really somewhere else, on the road, with the rest of the crew. Five years ago, that would have been abhorrent to think about - not having a true home. But it took you that long to realize your home was anywhere Dean and Seth were. Roman, too. Just then, you heard Roman’s all too familiar voice from somewhere beneath you. “You can Believe That!™” Dean didn’t flinch or jump, but something in his voice sounded a little shaken. “What the hell?” You laughed, the look on Dean and Seth’s faces completely priceless. “That’s Roman’s text tone on my phone. I made him record it a couple weeks ago.” “That’s the….most terrible thing I’ve ever heard in my life,” Seth griped at you, pushing his glasses back up his nose. “You can practically hear the trademark in his voice.” “He’s right, that sounds terrible.” “Don’t be mean to Roman! It was my idea anyway. I forced him into it,” you slapped Dean on the arm, reached behind you to see what Roman sent, making sure to keep the screen away from Dean’s eyes. [So?] You quickly sent back, [Not yet. Shush.] You hoped he’d realize that he shouldn’t send any more messages. When you heard his trademark again, you nearly broke down in anger, but were surprised to find a picture of Roman and Galina in Cancun, the beautiful bright blue water shining behind them. He was kissing her cheek, and you could see the blush lightly shading her gorgeous brown skin. “What’s he saying?” You silently thanked Roman for not listening to your text, ultimately giving you some back up evidence in case Dean asked. And he had. You showed him the picture of Galina and Roman. “Aren’t they adorable?” “Yeah. They look so happy. Good for them.” You handed the phone to Seth. “They’re so precious.” “I wouldn’t say Roman is precious.” “Ugh, whatever!” Seth handed the phone back, and made to stand. He stretched his arms, his black haired happy trail visible for a moment. “Well,” he groaned, “I’m gonna hit the sack. Maybe play some videogames before I go to sleep. You need anything, Dean, clothes or anything, just let me know.” “Thanks, brother. Good night.”

“You wanna go for a walk with me?” Dean asked, squeezing you tightly. Sometimes it really struck you how different Dean could be from the man he played in the ring. Sure, there were some truths to his character - the impulsive nature, the (for the most part) no-care attitude…but there were a lot of traits he possessed that no one ever got to see, and would be surprised to find out about him. He was very sweet, and very touchy. He loved to keep his hands on you in every moment, whether it was a thumb pressed against your side or a hand on your thigh. You weren’t nearly as touchy, which you considered a side effect of never being touched. Your parents were only semi-affectionate in the touch department, hugs in welcome and kisses good night. And your infrequent experience with men didn’t help, either. But all of that was okay. All that time lacking personal affection made his touch all the more welcome. His touch was the only touch that really, truly, made you feel safe. But his touch wasn’t going to keep you warm outside, unfortunately. “Dean, it’s in the twenties. That’s below freezing. Have you forgotten the snow on the ground?” “So?” he shrugged, “it’ll be fun.” You both sat there in silence, mulling it over. You could hear him humming softly, awaiting your response. His cheek vibrated beneath yours as he did so, and you grinned. It was only then that you realized he was humming silently the chorus to Bad Touch. You and me, baby, we’re nothing but mammals

So let’s do it like they do on the discovery channel Repeatedly. For no reason. “Okay,” you laughed, “if only to get you to stop humming that song.” “It’s so catchy.” “Exactly. I don’t want to catch it.” “Alright, baby, up you get,” Dean said, patting your thighs, signaling for you to get off him. You stood, turned back to grab his hand and help him up from his sunken position in the couch. “You’re really stuck in there, aren’t you?” He grunted, “I had about 243 pounds of love on top of me.” “Have you been stalking my Wikipedia page?” You pulled on him, hard. He popped out of the couch and rammed into you, nearly knocking the both of you backwards. “Whoops,” he muttered, hands gently resting at your waist, quick to benefit from the blunder. “And no, I haven’t. I do watch women’s matches, you know. Especially yours. I know how they bill you.” “And do you know my actual weight?” His proud smile dropped in confusion. “You mean that’s not your weight?” “It was. Now it’s not.” “You got me.” He gave you a kiss on the nose. “I have no clue what your actual weight is.” “Two forty. I lost three pounds last week.” “Now why’d you go and do that for?” “Because I wanted them to bill me with an even number,” you laughed. “Baby, that’s three pounds less of you to love.” He sighed dramatically. “But if it makes you happy, it makes me happy. I’m proud of you.” “Thanks, Dean.” “So will you take that walk with me?” “Of course I will.”

Whoever thought hell was a burning pit of fire had never seen ice. The field that your parents called their backyard glistened with snow. The trees bordering the field were a good acre away at least, and the driveway in front was already being blanketed with tiny little snowflakes. It was fucking freezing, the wind was quietly howling in your ears, and Dean’s body was as cold as your own. It was a good day to die together, you mused. “Dean, why did you talk me into this?” You seethed through chattering teeth. “I have no earthly idea,” he trembled, hands holding one of your own close to his chest as y'all walked. You were glad of it. It was easing the cold, if but a fraction. “But I’m starting to regret it. Come on, we can take shelter in the barn.” “Dean, I don’t think that’s-” But he was gone, in the blink of an eye he had crossed the distance from you to the barn, cold hands rubbing together; he blew on them to melt his frozen fingers, and opened the barn door just a smidge. He slithered in, careful not to open it too far or else he’d let in too much of the cold. He’d regret that, too. That barn was always a mess. You stood there in the snow, speechless. You were amazed at his impulsive nature, and how very quickly he left you out in the cold by yourself. “He just-?” you muttered, flabbergasted. You shook your head, and continued the walk to the barn, cursing silently at him but also finding his behavior extremely funny. His head popped out suddenly from the crack of the barn door. “Come on, babe, what gives?” “Oh, I’ll fucking show you what gives.” More grumbling from you, followed by rubbing of your arms as you reached the door. “Fucking left me out in the damn-” You shut up as soon as you saw the scene before you, straight out of a teen fairytale. Twinkling fairy lights strung across the ceiling. And it was clean. Even the horses in their stables smelled like flowers, and there were a great deal of flowers. They covered every inch of the barn, from the floor to the top, the hay bales on the loft nearly invisible under the coat of white and purple roses. Every piece of farming equipment was mounted and stored at one corner of the barn, out of mind and spotless. And Dean: mouth closed, lips curled at one end in a crooked smile. A red rose in his hand, trembling slightly. Ocean blue eyes bright with hope. “Dean?” He stepped close, handed you the rose. “Hold this flower.” You giggled, accepting it, in awe at the way he presented it to you. You were very confused. Sure, you knew what was happening, but you were amazed at how. The shock of the beauty surrounding you had you thinking. He planned this out, all right. He planned this out well. He had help, and lots of it. And this was so un-Dean. “Ya like it?” He asked, nonchalant as ever. Only the trembling in his left hand gave away his true feelings. He caught you staring at it, and he buried it in the pocket of his jeans, taking a step back from you. “It’s beautiful,” you sighed, taking a whiff of the dazzling rose. It smelled fresh, crisper than the scent of cold. You made to take a step closer to him, but he stopped you, holding out a palm. “No, just stand right there.” You did as he commanded, waiting patiently. He ran a hand through his hair, dropped it to scratch at his beard. You wondered what he was going to say. “Look, you’re probably wondering what all this is.” You nodded, silent. “I planned this out. With your mom and dad. Strange, I know,” he chuckled. “I’m not usually the kind of guy with a plan. I’m that guy with the impulse, the kinda guy who changes his mind once, twice, three times in the span of five minutes.” “But this took me weeks to plan, and I did it. All of it. For you.” By then you were on the verge of crying. You did your best not to, but you drew your eyes to the ground, shying away from his words. He took a step closer, and stopped himself. “Stay with me, babe. Show me those beautiful eyes. I need you to listen to me. Please.” You nodded, looking back up to him, doing your best to hold back your tears. “[Y/N], I planned this out for you because I wanted to prove to you that you are not some impulse. I’ve thought about it, for weeks, months even. All that time apart, you and Seth and Roman on Raw and me on Smackdown, I thought about it.” He sighed, but not a sigh of resignation…but one of love. “I love you. I love you so much. I love every little bit of you. I love your laugh. Your eyes. That you can’t keep a secret worth a damn. Your dimples. The small freckles that litter your body. Your humor. Your tummy fat. Your hip fat. The way your arm jiggles when I poke it. Your gorgeous, chubby cheeks. Your plump ass. No, don’t stop me now, I’m almost done,” he held his hand up again, stopping you from your wordless protests. “I love every single bit of you and I promise you, though you may not love it yourself, I’ll love you enough for the both of us.” A shudder of breath escaped your lips, still unable to grasp the reality of the situation. He stepped closer, dropped down on one knee. His hands fumbled at his jacket pocket, took out the small, navy velvet box. “I know that I won’t always be the best person. I’m an impulsive, belligerent, don’t-give-a-damn kind of fool.” His fingers opened the box, revealing a small diamond on a simple silver band, absolutely perfect. “But I promise I will make you laugh every day for the rest of our lives, if you’ll let me.” “I guess what I’m trying to say is, will you marry me?” You couldn’t choke back the tears any longer. You dropped down to look Dean in the eyes and nodded desperately, a silent yes all he needed in order to wrap his arms around you and kiss you on the forehead, rubbing his nose against yours. “For all intents and purposes, that was a yes, right?” He asked. “Of course, you asshole,” you cried, not wanting to let him go. You could feel him chuckling against you, before his head lifted away from you and he shouted in the direction of the barn door. “Come on in, everybody!” Seth came in first, black beanie covering his ears from the cold, jacket wrapped tight against him. “It’s about fucking time, goddamn it.” “You know, for someone who doesn’t believe in God, you sure like to invoke his wrath a whole lot more than the average person.” “Ma, please.” “Honey, leave him alone,” Dad appeared behind his wife and son, “this isn’t about him. This is about my baby girl.” His arms reached for you as you stood up to embrace him, the strong scent of his cologne filling your nostrils. The road might be home, but your old man never failed to make you feel welcome. “Heya, Papi.” “Congratulations, mijita.” He let you go, and held out a hand to his son-to-be. “And congratulations to you, too, Dean. You better take care of her.” “I will, sir.” “I mean it. I may not be as young as I used to be, and I’m not a wrestler by any means, but I can still kick your ass.” Behind them, you could hear the sound of Seth’s laughter at his stepdad’s words as your mother embraced you. “He’s not bluffing,” Seth stated. “I believe you, Mr. Lopez.” “Damn right ya do.” In all the excitement, you hadn’t realized that your phone was buzzing in your back pocket, the sound of Roman’s voice once again floating to your ears. [So did he propose yet or what?] You weren’t so lucky this time around. “Roman told you?” Oh, fuck.

[deepdisireslonging]

Wrestling Masterlist

S = Smut     A = Angst   F = Fluff    AR = Answered Request

Adam Cole

    A Bunch of New Things (AR, S, F)

Adam “Hangman” Page

   Saddle Up (AR, S)

   Here for the Party (S)

   Height-Ho (F, S)

AJ Styles

   Tell Me (AR, S)

Aleister Black/Malaki Black

   Bite Me (AR, Ficlet, S)

   That’s Not My Name (AR, S)

   Into the Darkness (Challenge, Highlander Immortals AU)

   You’re Hot When You’re Angry (AR, Drabble, A, S)

Alexa Bliss

   What I Started (AR, S, F|F)

Baron Corbin

   Preparing for the Future (A, F, S, Breeding Kink)

   You’re in Charge (AR, Ficlet, S)

   That Scares Me (AR, Ficlet, F)

Becky Lynch

   I’ll Get Mine (AR, S, F|F)

Braun Strowman

   Past Looking (Male Reader, AR, S, F, M|M)

   Just a Touch (AR, S, F, Plus Sized!Reader)

   The Aftermath (AR, F, Ficlet)

Buddy Murphy/Buddy Matthews

   Plus One (TransMale!Reader, AR, F, M|M) 

Cesaro/ Claudio Castagnoli

   Pool Toss (Imagine)

   Only Yours (AR, A, S)

   Stop Bitting that Lip (AR, Ficlet, S)

   I Don’t Share (AR, Ficlet, S)

   Impatient (Ficlet, implied S)

   A Beautiful Trouble (AR, F, S, Curvy!Reader)

   Rain Check (F, A, Book/Coffee Shop AU)

Dean Ambrose/ Jon Moxley

   Not Just Fucking Friends (AR, Ficlet, S)

  Since When (AR, S, F, Breeding Kink)

  A Champion’s Reward (Mox, AR, S, Daddy/Biting Kink) 

  Bite Me (Vampire!Mox, A, Horror)

Dolph Ziggler

    Mutual Holds (Plus!Reader, AR, S, kinky af)

    Quite the Show (AR, S)

    Your Champion (AR, S, Age Difference)

Drake Maverick 

    The Process of a Birthday Wish (AR, S, F)

    My Favorite Things (AR, A, S, F)

    Prove It (AR, S, Plus!Reader)

Drew McIntyre

    Let Him Know (AR, S)

    Not Just Friends (AR, Ficlet, A)

EC3 (Ethan Carter III)

    Ego vs. Confidence (AR, F, S)

    Another Good Morning (AR, S, F)

    The Best of Accidents (AR, A, F)

Elias Samson 

  Elias Masterlist

Finn Balor/Prince Devitt

  Balor/Devitt Masterlist  

Jack Gallagher  

    Snow Kisses (F)

    Kitchen Secrets (F)

Jack Swagger/Jack Hager

   Don’t Rush This (AR, A, S, F)

Jey Uso

    For Honor and Love (AR, F, Implied S)

Jimmy Uso

   If We Get Caught (AR, Ficlet, S)

Jordan Devlin (NXT UK)

   Save It For Morning (AR, F, A)

   Let’s Get Away (AR, F)

   Par - Bat - Right (AR, F)

Kalisto

   Sex With Kalisto Would Include (AR, F, S, Gender-Neutral Reader)

Kenny Omega

  Kenny Omega Masterlist

Maxwell Jacob Friedman/ MJF

   A Tease of the Worst Kind (S, Ficlet)

   Finish Me (S, Ficlet)

   Power Struggle (Whump)

   STFU (S, Summer Song-Fic Playlist)

Mojo Rawley

    Flawless (Plus!Reader, AR, S)

Naomi

   Just a Love Tap (AR, S, F|F)

Neville/Pac

    My King (S)

Noam Dar

    If My Lady Requests (AR, S, F)

    We’ve Missed You (AR, S, F)

    Fourth or Fifth of July (AR, F, S)

     Pt 2:  Trick and Treats (Finn/R/Noam Dar, AR, S)

Pete Dunne

     A Pretty Mess (AR, S, F, Sub!Pete)

Pete Dunne x Reader x Tyler Bate

     Which One? (AR, F, S, threesome)

Peyton Royce

     No More Whispers (AR, A, S, F|F)

Rezar (AOP)

     Hard Feelings (AR, A, S, Trans!OC)   

Ricochet

    Happy to Help (Male!Reader, AR, F, implied S, M|M)

    Dating/Sex With Ricochet Would Include... (AR, F, S, Headcanons)

Ricky Starks

   Broken Negotiations (A, Whump)

   Surrender (A, Whump)

Roman Reigns  

  Roman Reigns Masterlist 

Rosemary (TNA)

   Doubt Comes In (AR, A, F, S, F|F)

Sami Zayn  

    Cappuccino, Right? (F)

    To Heaven and Back (AR, F, A, S, Plus!Reader)

    I Can’t Breathe (AR, A, F, Ficlet)

    Not Letting Go (AR, F, S, Ficlet)

Samoa Joe

    Loyalties (AR, S)

    All His (S)

    Ready or Not (AR, S, Virgin!Reader)

Seth Rollins

    Any Other Night (AR, A, S)

    Break Each Other’s Hearts Again (AR, F, A, S) 

        Relapse (Alternate Ending) (A, S)

    Pretty Little Thing (AR, F, S)

    Why Not (AR, A, S)

    Because of You (AR, A, F, S)

    Break You Apart (AR, S, F, Ambrose!Reader)

Sheamus 

    The Doctor Called (F)

    Getting Lucky (S, St. Patrick’s Day)

    I Can Wait (A, F)

    I Am More (A, F)

Tommaso Ciampa

    Angel of NXT (AR, S)

    I’m In Charge (AR, S)

Wardlow

   Do You Remember When (A, S)

   A Stranger in My Head (S, Horror)

Will Ospreay

   A Good Handle on Things (S, F)

Xavier Woods

   Tongue Control (AR, S, F)

   Distraction at It’s Finest (S, F)

Three-some Fics

Other: Original Works and Series

  Randy Orton, Seth Rollins, Elias Samson Underwater Wrestling: Champion of the Sea (AR, no pairing)

 Dom Drabble Collection: A series of requests for ‘some kinky, rough, spanking, Dom’ Roman Reigns, Jeff Hardy, Baron Corbin, Pete Dunn, Aleister Black 

 Sister in Arms: Finn can’t seem to shake the effects of his feud with Bray Wyatt, so an old friend comes to help. Then Y/N finds herself battling on two fronts: in the ring and in her mind.  [Series Masterlist] 

  At Any Cost:  Weeks of interruptions from either side led the reader and Elias to the Elimination Chamber. Not only is a Wrestlemania moment up for grabs, but also the chance to prove who is the better wrestler and the better man. [Series Masterlist]

  Finn Balor NSFW Alphabet: A unique version of the NSFW Alphabet to enjoy the differences between Finn and Balor and their relationship with the reader.  [Series Masterlist]  (In Process)

  Family Found:  When Y/N joins the journalism crew of WWE, she is trying to make a name for herself. Then her missing past begins to catch up to her, and she finds herself capable of filling a void she never thought could be filled again. [Series Masterlist]

  Thicker Than Blood (Family Found Rewrite): The Reader, newly shifted from NXT to Raw, makes an immediate statement. What follows is unprecedented wrestling: two companies destined to meet in head-to-head competition. And to boot, she has a personal battle to face. [Series Masterlist]

   Marvel/WWE Crossover: New tech in the rooms gives the reader the chance to meet her heroes.  Almost Real

   Terra’s Anti-Valentine’s Angst Challenge:  The Reader was betrayed by a close friend. When she’s saved from further pain, she can’t seem to do anything but run in the opposite direction, despite the positive possibilities. Broken Chances 

   Betrayal at Every Turn:  Serena has everything going for her. She’s on the rise in the women’s division, and she’s made powerful allies. When Serena’s world shatters, is she willing to accept help to pick up the pieces? Can she trust anyone? [Series Masterlist]

   Mox/Ambrose/Shaw NSFW Alphabet:  A unique version of the NSFW Alphabet to observe the differences between Jon’s many voices and his relationship with the reader. [Series Masterlist] (In process)

   Heartstrings: Ana Lupo has convinced herself of several things. All she needs is music, war is not coming, and she has no interest in Elias. Life after college has a way of proving her wrong. Can she find her center in the one who claims to know her heart the best, and keep him too? [Series Masterlist] 

   Haunted by the House of Black: {One Shot} What it would be like to feel like you’re being watched… by something not of this plane? Lingering touches that first startle, then intrigue? All of the ghostly members of the team take turns feeling up the reader until you give in and do your best to live through the pleasure.

[deepdisireslonging]

What all imagines do you have coming out?

Let’s see...

I have a part 3 of Learning the Ropes (Elias x TransMale!Reader), a jealous/dom Drew McIntyre fic, Sami Zayn and a plus-sized reader, and two smutty Noam Dar fics. There are also fics for Roman Reigns, AJ Styles, Alexa Bliss, Dolph Ziggler, and a WWE crossover with Marvel but they won’t be out this week. 

Technically these are all one-shots (besides the part 3) and not imagines. 

Did you have an idea you would like to add?