#seth rollins commission

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Hatred to Lust - Seth Rollins (18+)

Commission: @thepalaceofmelanie

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Melanie

Summary: Melanie is the General Manager of Raw. Malanie and Seth Rollins do not like each other but clearly have feelings for one another only to lead to hot sex in her office.

Warnings: 18+, General Manager!Melanie, Arguing, Fighting, Smut, Foul Language, Rough Sex, Office Sex, Oral (Reader Receiving), Light Spanking, Eating Out Creampie, Minors DNI

Word Count: 2,113

“How could you be so fucking heartless?” A deep voice snarled in my direction.

 Looking up from my phone I arched an eyebrow towards the Kingslayer, Seth Rollins. The man had a reputation here on Raw, he was the golden boy of the company some would say. I wouldn’t say he was anything special, but he did make the ratings skyrocket and money into the business. I sighed, clicking the button on the side of my phone to lock it. I shoved it into my pocket. “What do you want, Rollins?” The annoyance in my voice should have warned him I was in no mood to deal with his brattiness.

“I want to know why you made Ambrose turn against me!” He snapped, holding the Intercontinental and tag team title close to his sweaty body. 

“We need a storyline between you two. Plus, why does it matter? You got your gold, be happy. Most of these guys would literally kill you to have that around their waist. Now,” I pulled my phone out once more, remembering I had unfinished business on there. I unlocked my phone, “if you’ll excuse me.” I turned away from the superstar and started to walk down the hallway, my heels clicking against the tile floor. 

“Wait, no.” He quickly followed me, grabbing my wrists, spinning me around to become face to face with him. “Why’d you make Ambrose turn on me the night Roman announces he has leukemia?” There was anger and sorrow in his eyes.

Looking into Rollin’s hazel eyes, seeing the fire in them made me realize maybe doing this storyline tonight was a bad idea. We just got news that Roman has cancer and would be out for a long time, while he recovered, Dean and Seth just did win Tag Team Titles, it was a good night. Why couldn’t I have just left it at that? The man before me was clearly heartbroken about it. 

“Rollins please, it wasn’t my idea.” I tried to convince him, the writers thought it would be a great idea to keep the fans watching.

“Bullshit.” He snapped, his grip on my wrist tightened, making me wince in pain.

“Seth you’re hurting me.” I cried out, grabbing at his wrist trying to pry him off of me.

Seth looked down, his eyes softening up as he let go. “You’re the General Manager, most of this stupid shit is your idea.” Sadness filled my eyes as he insulted my work. 

“I did it because it would bring the ratings up and you turned on the Shield so why not have Ambrose go heel and turn on you?” I crossed my arms over my chest, glaring up at him. “Face it Rollins, your time is coming up, it’s Ambrose’s time to shine.” I snarled at the superstar. The fire in his eyes flamed up once again, redness appeared on his cheeks and neck along with the tip of his ears. Grabbing my hand again he pulled me into my office. “What the hell, Rollins?”

Seth locked the door and faced me. “I’m so sick and tired of your shit, somebody needs to teach you a lesson and it looks like that somebody is me.” He tossed the two titles on the nearest chair. “Bend over your desk.” He demanded, standing tall in front of me.

“Excuse me?” I laughed in his face. “Move, Rollins I’m not playing games. I have a show to run.” I tried to push him out of my way, he wouldn’t budge.

“Don’t make me tell you again, Melanie.” Seth’s eyes pierced down at me, nearly making me scared of him.

Gulping nervously, I slowly stepped backwards, away from him and towards my desk. Papers and other items scattered over the surface. I did what he demanded me to do, bending over the smooth oak desk. My stomach and breast pressed against some loose pencils and papers and other office supplies. Seth slowly stalked behind me, clearing everything off of the desk with one swift sweep of his hand. Everything clanked loudly on the floor, making me flinch from the noise.

“Always so organized.” He chuckled. Kicking my ankles apart, making my legs spread out a bit more. “Always wearing the tightest skirts.” He pushed up my mini skirt over my ass. “Naughty girl, no panties.” His hand came down onto my ass, making me jolt forward with a slight yelp. Grabbing my hair, pulling me up so my back was now against his chest. “As much as I love seeing your breasts in these…” He grabbed my dress shirt and tore it off, buttons flying in different directions as my breasts bounced free from the tight confinement. 

Seth tossed the torn fabric somewhere in the office. “You look so sexy with those heels on.” Seth growled, admiring my half naked body. “I think I’ll fuck you with them on.” 

“You’re going to fuck me?” I gasped, he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down onto the desk once more, my cheek pinned against the cool surface. 

“Of course I’m going to fuck you.” He licked his lips, tracing my naked body with his rough hand. “Always getting me so fucking hard whenever I argue with you.” My eyes widen to feel his crotch pump up against my ass, only for me to realize he was hard underneath his wrestling pants.

“So you do argue with me on purpose!” I just realized why he would argue with me about the scripts for Raw or anything else he would bitch and complain with me about literally anything!

“That’s just between you and me, sweetheart.” He growled in my ear, his teeth sinking into my ear lobe and tugged slightly. “So, I’ve decided that I’m going to fuck the little attitude out of you.” Kicking off his wrestling boots he pushed his wrestling pants around his ankles. His large erection rubbed up against the slit of my entrance. 

Turning my head slightly, I looked over my shoulder to see Seth fisting his cock, pumping it slowly in his hands while the tip of his cock nudged up against my opening. “No touching.” He let go of his hard cock, grabbing my wrist and placing them on the sides of the table. “This is a punishment.” I whined at his demands. “No whining.” He added in.

“So what can I do?” I huffed, my cheek against the cool oak once more.

“How about you relax and enjoy my cock?” Seth grabbed both of my cheeks, spreading them slightly and guided the tip of his cock past my wet lips, the teasing of his cock head made me squirm a bit. “Quit moving.” He grunted , gripping my waist with his rough hands. His cock slowly inching its way into my pussy. 

“Fuck!” I squealed out, my pussy wrapped around his cock tightly, when Seth pulled out a low moan escaped his lips. 

“So fucking wet.” He hissed out in pleasure, he put more pressure on my hips, pinning them against the wooden desk as he moved his hips faster. Grateful that I had my heels on, I was a bit more taller for him to pound into me. Down side, the heels were killing my ankles as I was on my tip toes. The thought of my ankles hurting left my thoughts as Seth hit up against my g-spot.

“Right there, yes!” My nails dug into the edge of the desk, leaving little crescent moons markings. 

“That’s it baby, keep screaming for me.” Seth’s right hand left my waist, giving my ass a sharp slap, leaving a red hand print. 

“Ah, Seth!” I gritted my teeth and arched my back in pain.

“Fuck, Mel.” I shivered at how he growled out my name. His pace picked up, skin against skin echoed throughout the small office, moans spilled from our  lips, possibly being heard from down the hallways if anyone walked by, but I didn’t care. With the stress built up from shows or being depressed because I’ve been away from my family for too long, I needed this. I needed something to make me forget even if this was just a one time thing.

“You going to come for me, princess?” He growled, gripping at my hair tightly and gave it a tug. 

“Y- Yes, yes, I’m so fucking close.” I squealed, my lower belly clenched, my walls squeezed around Seth’s cock. My whole body felt as if it was on fire, I started to see black spots. Wailing out my release, squirting on his cock, making it easier for his thickness to slide in and out of me, the sound of wetness squelched with each pump from Seth’s cock entering me. The sound made my eyes flutter and just made me imagine how much I came around his cock. My walls tightened even more, milking Seth. 

Seth roared out a moan, his come gushing into my pussy, he pushed his cock deep into me one last time, pushing the mixture of our come further inside of my womb. His semi soft cock slowly pulled out of my drenched pussy. “Hmm, what a fucking sight.” Seth pulled my cheeks apart, watching our juices drip out of my hole and down my inner thigh. He crouched down, his warm tongue hitting my sensitive skin, licking the dripping juices. “It tastes so sweet, like cherries.” He licked his lips, pushing his tongue in between my folds, getting another sample. 

Seth moaned as he pulled away from me. I squirmed at the position I was in. “Seth, please.” My face became heated with slight embarrassment. I didn’t think he’d admire the mess in between my legs face to face. I squealed loudly, curling my toes as I felt Seth’s soft tongue glaze over my sensitive clit all the way back to my drenching hole. The tip of his tongue swirled around my entrance, I tried to force him off of my overstimulated pussy by crawling away.

“Stop fighting it.” Seth growled like a hungry animal, pulling my waist back into his face as his tongue darted in and out of my cunt, collecting all of our fluids out of me.

“Fuck, wait, you’re- you’re gonna make me come again.” My cunt squeezed around his tongue, I tried to push him away as my stomach tightened but my pussy begged for a break.

“Give it to me, give it to me now.” Seth’s beard scratched against my sensitive skin, making me push my ass back against his face, moaning at how the feelings of his whiskered beard felt against my pussy lips. His tongue kept lapping over and over at the same spot that made my eyes flutter shut. 

“Oh god, Seth. Yes!” I cried out, getting enough strength I reached my arms around and grabbed his hair, pushing him further into me, begging for his tongue to dive deeper. Another loud soundwave of my moans bounced off the walls as I crumbled down onto the desk, my orgasm washing over as I squirted on his tongue, forcing out the first orgasm fluids and his onto his taste buds.

He pulled away and stood up. “Fuck, I need to stop before I get hard again.” He laughed, running his hand through his sweaty long hair. He usually had it up in a neat bun but tonight in a long time it was down for once.

The both of us got dressed in silence. “So, what does this make us?” I asked, swallowing hard. I was scared that he would say it was only a one time thing or this meant nothing.

“Whatever you wanted it to be, I guess.” He shrugged, shoving his foot into one of his wrestling boots.

“Even, girlfriend and boyfriend?” I questioned, biting my lower lip as I scratched the back of my neck, I didn’t make eye contact with him scared he’d laugh in my face.

“Is that what you want?” He walked towards me. I nodded, my eyes still casted on the floor. He gripped at my chin and made me look up at him. “Then, I guess we’re boyfriend and girlfriend.” He chuckled, leaning down and planting a kiss on my lips. “You need a ride to the next city?” 

“Y- Yeah.” I was slightly dazed and light headed from the intense fucking and the sweet kiss he gave me.

“Great, finish getting dressed and we’ll leave in ten.” With that he walked out of my office, leaving me half dressed and my hair messy and mattered. I licked my lips, tasting the residue from our juices. He was right, it did taste like cherries.

Seth Rollins' Masterlist

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Seth Rollins - Masterlist

💦 = Smut, 💖= Fluff, 🌩 = Angst

Series:

He Doesn't Deserve You - 💦

Part: One

One Shot:

Facetime Sex -💦

Hatred to Lust -💦

Talk Nerdy to Me Featuring Paige -💦

The New Recruit Featuring Buddy Murphy -💦

You're Mine -💦

Senior Party -💦

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Waking Up in Vegas--Ch. 35

Chapter 35: I’ll Take Your Bad Days with Your Good

Mera, Early Evening, 6:58 PM

           I leaned against the padded table in my trainer’s room, pain shooting through my knees and my hips. My head throbbed as if my blood pressure was thundering through the roof. I couldn’t look up. Just a faint hint of light felt like spikes straight into my eyes. I felt hot all over, and I didn’t have to look in the mirror to know that I had a rash spreading over my nose and across my cheeks.

           Everything hurt. I just wanted to sleep. To lie down and ease the pressure on every joint in my body. Tears gathered on my lashes as I tried to keep myself together. I’d given myself my steroid shot hoping that it would stave off the flare up I knew was only going to get worse. The last thing I wanted was to take my immunosuppressant because it would knock me on my ass for days.

           The knock on the door was too loud in my ears. I winced as it squeaked open, noise from the hallway spilling into the room. Seth stood there in sweatpants and t-shirt with his hair tucked under a backwards-turned baseball cap. He walked slowly, clearly favoring his side, trying not to jar it too much. I could hear the rattle in his breath from the broken ribs.

           “Hey,” he said quietly, shuffling into the room. “Can you tape me up?”

           I swallowed down the yelp of pain and discomfort when I pushed away from the table. I forced a smile. “Sure. Hop up on the table.”

           As he hobbled past me to the table, his arm brushed into my elbow. There was no stopping the squeak of surprised pain that erupted out of me. Seth looked around, his dark eyes alighting on the rash spreading over my cheeks. His brows furrowed, turning down, his own pain seemingly forgotten in the wake of mine.

           I bit my lip as I walked briskly over to my trunk and pulled out my kinesiotape. By the time I turned around, Seth was sitting on the edge of the padded table watching me with concern.

Seth, Early Evening, 7:03 PM

           That red, blotchy rash that spread over her face like wings. I recognized it the moment I saw it. I recognized that look in her eyes, the one that came from pain that was so deep seated that there was no getting rid of it. But it was more than pain… it was a desperate anger at the fact that her body was turning against her.

           I remembered the first time she’d gotten sick. We were sixteen in the heat of a Midwest summer. My friends and I were putting on one of our shows in the front yard of my mom’s house. Mera was on the steps with the videocamera like always. One moment she was filming. The next she was crumpled up on the sidewalk after falling down the last three steps. I couldn’t even remember what I was doing or who had been in that makeshift match with me. All I remembered was the sight of Mera curled up on the sidewalk, trembling and whimpering, blood oozing out of scrapes on her shins and palms, the patch of what we’d thought was sunburn on her face glowing a bright, hot, violent red.

           My mom called her parents and then the ambulance. I remembered the terror that shut down every thought. Mera… my Mera… she was in so much pain she was sobbing on the ground. And my Mera never cried. The ache that ripped through my chest at the thought of it nearly doubled me over.

           I remembered sleeping in a chair in her hospital room. I remembered watching her face slowly relax as the medicine began to relieve her pain. I remembered how the swelling started to disappear, how that bright rash across her nose faded to almost nothing.

           And I remembered how she had to learn to give herself shots and how the bruises would show up on her thighs every time. How she had to take medicine that exhausted her, that meant she caught every cold and flu and stomach bug that swept through Davenport.

           “Have you done your shot yet?” I asked quietly, knowing that she had to be in the midst of a migraine that would put me out of commission for weeks. If I knew Mera, she had been fighting through it for hours. Maybe even days.

           Mera looked back at me, something like surprise in her eyes. “Yes,” she replied in a hoarse voice. She walked slowly, almost limping. I couldn’t imagine the kind of pain she was in, or why she would come to work when it nearly killed her to move.

           “Are you still on that pill cocktail?”

           She nodded carefully, keeping her eyes closed. I thought for a moment that she was going to either tip over or vomit.

           “Why are you here? If anyone is sick, you’re going to get it.” I heard the worry in my own voice, and it surprised me. For so long I’d convinced myself that I didn’t care about what happened to her. That she meant… means… nothing beyond being my trainer.

           “I haven’t taken it,” she whispered, bracing herself on the padded table at my side. “I’ll do it after the show tonight.”

           My hand lifted and reached out to touch her, but I thought better of it. I remembered how much the touch of a blanket made her miserable when she was in the middle of a flare up. I curled my fingers against my palm, clenching it against the desperate need in me to comfort her.

           I watched her try to pull a strip free from the roll of tape in her hand. Every grasp of her fingers brought a fresh wince in her brow. I took it, careful not to touch her.

           “Does he know?”

           Mera sighed and nodded briefly before tears rushed down her cheeks.

Dean, Early Afternoon, 7:14 PM

           Plate in hand, I wove through the backstage maze to the medical hallway. I’d tried to convince her to stay in the hotel. There were plenty of other people on the med staff who could take care of us in her absence. But she wouldn’t hear of it. She insisted on coming to work. If no one else needed her, Seth was back on the show tonight. He’d need to be taped up, and she insisted that none of the others could do it how he needed.

           The bottle in my jacket pocket rattled. It was the medicine that suppressed her immune system, made it harder for the lupus to trigger her pain and symptoms. She didn’t want to take it because of how it made her feel at work. I’d tried, desperately, over and over again, to stay at the hotel. Or at least take her medicine if she was determined to come to work.

           “What… the… fuck, Ambrose!?”

           I looked up to see Seth stalking down the hallway toward me, his face red, looking like he was spoiling for a fight. The second he was within arm’s reach he slammed his fist into my jaw. I stumbled back against a row of trunks, sloshing Mera’s double sweet lemonade everywhere. Stars popped in my vision.

           Growling, I slammed the half-empty cup and the plate down on the trunk. “Jesus fucking Christ. What was that for?”

           Seth stepped forward, crowding into my space and getting up in my face. “Why is she here?”

           I stared him down, feeling my entire body coil. My fingers itched themselves into fists. Adrenaline spiked into my limbs. One word… one word and I’d knock him so hard on his ass that he’d have another set of broken ribs.

           “Because she’s a grown motherfucking woman,” I snarled back, shoving him hard in the shoulders.

           He bucked up, shoving me back. “Have you seen her?” He jabbed his finger behind him, pointing down the medical hall. “You don’t have a fucking clue at what Mera’s going through. About how much pain she’s in!”

           “Keep her name out of your fucking mouth, Rollins.” God knew, I was desperate to punch him straight in the face. In his busted ribs. I wanted nothing more than to slam his ass into the ground. And maybe bounce his head off the concrete once or twice. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

           “Goddammit, Ambrose.” He shoved me again, knocking me straight into the wall. “I’ve slept in the hospital while she was in pain! I’ve seen the bruises from the shots… every week for almost fifteen years! Have you? Huh? Have you?!”

           Seth roared the last question at me, up in my face, eyes wild. My blood thundered in my ears. That beast in my chest was roaring murder. I couldn’t ignore it any longer. I planted my palm on the center of his chest and shoved him back.

           “You don’t get to worry,” I shouted, my knuckles landing hard in his stomach. “You don’t get to think about her.” Another blow landed hard on his kidney. “You don’t get to act concerned.”

           I raised my fist, cocking it back, fully planning on knocking him out completely. Seth coughed, wheezing as he tried to stand up. “I was there,” he spat.

           My hips pivoted, shoving every ounce of my rage into the blow. My fist slammed hard into his ribs, slamming him back against the wall. He doubled over, mouth open as he tried to suck in breath. I shook out my hand, knuckles busted open and bleeding.

           “I’m here now,” I bit out. Fighting the urge to kick him, I turned on my heel and stormed down the hallway. I snatched the first stagehand I came across. “You might want to get a medic for Rollins.”

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Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn Retirement (Fantasy Booking)

I’ve been sitting on this for a while, but I’ve been feeling the writing and wrestling bug, so I figured why not put this here? This is how I’d envision and book a retirement angle for Kevin Owens and Sami Zayn of the WWE.

So, some context. Kevin Owens is a top guy, a main eventer, having had main evented Wrestlemania. He has essentially stayed the same person, but not as volatile since his face turn against Shane McMahon and Drew McIntyre back in early July 2019. Throughout the rest of his career, he has shed more and more of the same Kevin that would turn on his allies and accepted that he is deserving of friendship and teamwork. He lets people in more. Kevin, who knows exactly who he is and has since the beginning, has become the superstar he is meant to be.

That isn’t the case for Sami. Through face and heel turns, it is evident he is lost. He may have found some middle ground in managing Cesaro and Shinsuke Nakamura, but in this fantasy booking, Cesaro moved on, and Shin turned on Sami shortly after dropping the IC title to Braun Strowman. Incensed by the betrayal, Sami attempts to get back in the ring again, vowing revenge, with the crowds behind him again. I mean, who can hate Sami when he’s such a good guy? 

Come a ppv (one of the big four), Sami goes against Shinsuke, and though he does not prevail, the two put on a banger of a match (hopefully making Shin a big deal again and gets him a push). Meanwhile, Sami is still at the bottom. Where does he go from here? His former client Shinsuke is becoming a big deal without him, and Sami is struggling. 

Fast forward to Wrestlemania season, Sami has officially moved out of the managerial role and once more back into wrestling. Things look up for him, as he beats enhancement talent, until after one victory, he demands he faces an actual member of the roster. He’s cocky and confident again, and feels he’s ready to make a splash again.

Unfortunately for Zayn, that splash would merely look to be a small raindrop in a vast ocean as he is greeted in this promo by a Firefly Funhouse segment, featuring none other than Bray Wyatt. Bray states that Sami should feel at home beating the enhancement talent. That sometimes it is important to stick with what you know, and to Bray, he sees Sami as “generic”. That there isn’t anything special about him, and that’s okay. But Sami doesn’t agree. It’s not okay, it’s less than okay. Sami was on the fast-track to being a big deal. However, Sami doesn’t express this, as fear has lumped in his throat. “Why are you going after me? I’ve done nothing to you. I’ve no past with you - nothing. When I see you, I only know one thing, and that’s to RUN.”

Bray says that’s exactly the point. Sami runs. “Why do you think you’re always moving from being good to bad so much, Sami? You’ve become stagnant! Wait, Fireflies, that’s the word of the day! Stagnant!” 

This taunting continues, until grows tired of the mockery and challenges Wyatt’s alter ego, The Fiend at the Showcase of the Immortals, where Kevin is having a bout against Bobby Lashley, feeling there is unfinished business, from being out of commission through most of 2018 because of him, and becoming embroiled in Lashley’s feud with Rusev, albeit briefly. This is a “Loser Retires” match, which Kevin wins. He’s retired Lashley and is still on the fast-track to the top. 

As for Sami vs The Fiend, it goes as expected. Fiend dominates Sami every step of the way. Cue the “Ole!” chants, which inspires Sami. They’ve never left him, the Sami Zayn band has his back and he must fight for them. Then he gets some good offence in. As usual, Fiend laughs it off and continues to shrug it off. Mandible Claw, 1...2...3...done. 

The upcoming draft occurs, and The Fiend and the Universal Title is drafted to Raw, the same brand as Kevin, Seth Rollins, etc. Yet Sami is nowhere to be seen. Debuting on the Red Brand is a masked luchador. The audience, those familiar with this man, sing “Ole!” like they did when Sami was around. This masked luchador is thrust into feuds with the likes of Rey Mysterio, Humberto Carillo, and Andrade. They don’t take him seriously, and mock that he doesn’t appear to speak fluent English, OR Spanish for that matter. They and commentary are oblivious as to who he is. As for the World Championship, McIntyre takes that to Smackdown and loses it to Shinsuke Nakamura. 

Kevin is back in the Universal Title picture, against his usual rival, Seth Rollins. Kevin and Seth are still worlds apart, yet both are competing at the chance to face The Fiend. Seth wants to redeem himself, Kevin wants to reclaim what was his, what was taken from him by Goldberg via Jericho. Kevin still knows who he is and who he wants to be. Seth is still struggling to find his own identity, his career rife with finding where he stands. As such, Seth loses the title opportunity to Kevin. 

SummerSlam approaches, and Kevin faces off against The Fiend, who it seems has finished collecting the debt owed by those who wronged him.  None of the mind games got him, none of the usual: “You’ve turned your back on everyone! You’re sick and you’re going to do it again! Jericho, Sami, The New Day! You almost turned on Samoa Joe! You are a Judas, and you know it. And come SummerSlam, HE is going to stop your reign of terror.” Pot calling the kettle black. Despite all odds, Kevin gets the win over The Fiend.

Survivor Series, it is World Title vs Universal Title. Shinsuke Nakamura vs Kevin Owens. A match that starts of slow, but gets more and more intense. Shinsuke targets and takes apart Kevin Owens, yet he doesn’t get up. “FIGHT OWENS FIGHT! FIGHT OWENS FIGHT!” the fans chant. As Kevin gives a Stunner to Shin, his pin is denied as he is assaulted by the mysterious masked luchador, as he also incapacitates Shin as well. Kevin comes to, sees the masked man, and asks loudly, “SAMI?!” A kick to the face knocks Owens out. No contest. 

The next week, Kevin calls out Sami. But there is no Sami, just that same masked man. “Cut the crap Sami. You’re not him anymore.”

“I am... I am El Generico!”

“No! No you’re not, you’re not that confused lucha guy from the indies, the bingo halls. You are Sami Zayn. ‘Ole, ole ole, oleeee!’ Remember?”

Nothing decipherable comes from El Generico. Kevin realizes he is getting nowhere right now. He ignores every advance. But he can’t ignore forever, as he puts his title on the line and at #1 at the Royal Rumble of that year. He goes through everyone, and even has his moments against people he had a past with. Joe, Cena, Fiend, Daniel Bryan, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins, even Shane McMahon makes an appearance. A quiet Sami Zayn comes in, not seen for the first time in a while, and no number of people in the ring is going to stop them. Owens dispatches them and Sami all the same. Then it comes down to #30. Who is it going to be? Is it a debut? A return? It is the latter, as Generico makes his way to the ring, and the final four are: El Generico, Kevin Owens, Tomasso Ciampa, and Johnny Gargano. Fitting, as the latter two have their own intense history. Ciampa and Gargano do not make it, and neither does Generico. Kevin retains, becoming the third man ever to last throughout the entire Royal Rumble match and win. 

Kevin cuts a promo the next night on Raw, stating he feels he’s done all that needs to be done, and that’s to help his friend Sami. He needs to do it at Wrestlemania. If he wins this, he will end his career on this note. If not, he will keep fighting as only he can until Sami gets the picture. He clarifies he doesn’t mean win, as in winning the match. He means winning back his old friend. Generico, still hard to understand, attacks Kevin. 

Yet another Wrestlemania approaches, with Generico and Kevin are the main event. Kevin fights long and hard against Generico, and it gets bloody. It gets painful to watch, yet nobody can look away. Tables, ladders, chairs, the ring bell, the stairs, all are strewn about as these men batter each other. After a weak Kevin Owens frog splashes from the tallest ladder, he gets the pin on Generico. Generico, enraged, throws a tantrum. Kevin grabs him, hoists him up and looks him dead in the eyes. Commentary lets this moment breath, Kevin lets this moment breath. Nothing is said verbally, but so much is said in this post-match staredown. Generico backs away from Kevin, looks at his feet, and back at Kevin. Slowly but surely, Generico removes his mask, and now Kevin finds Sami’s eyes looking back. Sami, with tears in his eyes, embraces Kevin in a hug. Confetti falls around them as the two men are surrounded by cheers from teary-eyed fans. Kevin holds Sami’s hand up.

The next night on Raw, Kevin relinquishes the title, riding off into the sunset. Sami starts his own slow climb to the Universal championship, until he finds himself the winner of the Royal Rumble that upcoming January, against the champion at the time, Aleister Black. Through some shenanigans, the Universal Title is defended in the Elimination Chamber. Aleister gets the win and retains his title against Zayn, Fiend, Roman, Ciampa, and the recently Main Roster debuted Damian Priest. 

Through it all, Sami still is dead set on winning the title off of Black at Mania. Aleister, confident, allows Sami to choose the referee of his choosing. Who does he choose? Is it Mike Chioda? Jessica Carr? Nope, it’s Kevin. Kevin, though retired, accepts on one condition. That caveat is that Sami retires and lets newer wrestlers get their chance. He’s seen Sami through his ups and downs, and wants this win for him. But he reiterates over and over again that he will strictly call it down the middle. “So don’t mess this up, Sami.”

A hard fought battle at Mania in the second to last match on the card, with both men tired. Has Aleister met his match? Near fall pins and near submissions ensue. Sami has dodged the Black Mass over and over again, with his own color-coded finisher, the Blue Thunder Bomb. This is enough to knock down Aleister. Could this be it? It turns out to be so, as Kevin’s hand slaps the mat for a third time, and Sami Zayn is your new Universal Champion.

Sami and Kevin are in the ring on Raw the next night as Sami thanks the WWE Universe, relinquishes his title and is serenaded by “Ole!” as he and Kevin leave. They are inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame the next year.

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I hope if you’ve stuck around reading this, you’ve enjoyed it. 

I want to thank my inspirations, @adriennegabriella for pushing me to execute this idea and @mith-gifs-wrestling for reigniting my passion for writing and wrestling as well as discover the wonders of fantasy booking. I know I don’t know you, Mith, but your passion for this business is infectious! Part of the reason I started watching wrestling consistently, so thank you! 

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Hatred to Lust - Seth Rollins (18+)

Seth Rollins x Melanie

Commission: @thepalaceofmelanie

Summary: Melanie is the General Manager of Raw. Malanie and Seth Rollins do not like each other but clearly have feelings for one another only to lead to hot sex in her office.

Warnings: General Manager!Melanie, Arguing, Fighting, Smut, Foul Language, Rough sex, Office Sex, Oral (Reader Receiving), Light Spanking, Eating out creampie

Word Count: 2,113 

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“How could you be so fucking heartless?” A deep voice snarled in my direction.

 Looking up from my phone I arched an eyebrow towards the Kingslayer, Seth Rollins. The man had a reputation here on Raw, he was the golden boy of the company some would say. I wouldn’t say he was anything special, but he did make the ratings skyrocket and money into the business. I sighed, clicking the button on the side of my phone to lock it. I shoved it into my pocket. “What do you want, Rollins?” The annoyance in my voice should have warned him I was in no mood to deal with his brattiness.

“I want to know why you made Ambrose turn against me!” He snapped, holding the Intercontinental and tag team title close to his sweaty body. 

“We need a storyline between you two. Plus, why does it matter? You got your gold, be happy. Most of these guys would literally kill you to have that around their waist. Now,” I pulled my phone out once more, remembering I had unfinished business on there. I unlocked my phone, “if you'll excuse me.” I turned away from the superstar and started to walk down the hallway, my heels clicking against the tile floor. 

“Wait, no.” He quickly followed me, grabbing my wrists, spinning me around to become face to face with him. “Why’d you make Ambrose turn on me the night Roman announces he has leukemia?” There was anger and sorrow in his eyes.

Looking into Rollin’s hazel eyes, seeing the fire in them made me realize maybe doing this storyline tonight was a bad idea. We just got news that Roman has cancer and would be out for a long time, while he recovered, Dean and Seth just did win Tag Team Titles, it was a good night. Why couldn’t I have just left it at that? The man before me was clearly heartbroken about it. 

“Rollins please, it wasn’t my idea.” I tried to convince him, the writers thought it would be a great idea to keep the fans watching.

“Bullshit.” He snapped, his grip on my wrist tightened, making me wince in pain.

“Seth you’re hurting me.” I cried out, grabbing at his wrist trying to pry him off of me. 

Seth looked down, his eyes softening up as he let go. “You’re the General Manager, most of this stupid shit is your idea.” Sadness filled my eyes as he insulted my work. 

“I did it because it would bring the ratings up and you turned on the Shield so why not have Ambrose go heel and turn on you?” I crossed my arms over my chest, glaring up at him. “Face it Rollins, your time is coming up, it’s Ambrose’s time to shine.” I snarled at the superstar. The fire in his eyes flamed up once again, redness appeared on his cheeks and neck along with the tip of his ears. Grabbing my hand again he pulled me into my office. “What the hell, Rollins?”

Seth locked the door and faced me. “I’m so sick and tired of your shit, somebody needs to teach you a lesson and it looks like that somebody is me.” He tossed the two titles on the nearest chair. “Bend over your desk.” He demanded, standing tall in front of me.

“Excuse me?” I laughed in his face. “Move, Rollins I’m not playing games. I have a show to run.” I tried to push him out of my way, he wouldn’t budge.

“Don’t make me tell you again, Melanie.” Seth’s eyes pierced down at me, nearly making me scared of him.

Gulping nervously, I slowly stepped backwards, away from him and towards my desk. Papers and other items scattered over the surface. I did what he demanded me to do, bending over the smooth oak desk. My stomach and breast pressed against some loose pencils and papers and other office supplies. Seth slowly stalked behind me, clearing everything off of the desk with one swift sweep of his hand. Everything clanked loudly on the floor, making me flinch from the noise.

“Always so organized.” He chuckled. Kicking my ankles apart, making my legs spread out a bit more. “Always wearing the tightest skirts.” He pushed up my mini skirt over my ass. “Naughty girl, no panties.” His hand came down onto my ass, making me jolt forward with a slight yelp. Grabbing my hair, pulling me up so my back was now against his chest. “As much as I love seeing your breasts in these…” He grabbed my dress shirt and tore it off, buttons flying in different directions as my breasts bounced free from the tight confinement. 

Seth tossed the torn fabric somewhere in the office. “You look so sexy with those heels on.” Seth growled, admiring my half naked body. “I think I’ll fuck you with them on.” 

“You’re going to fuck me?” I gasped, he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down onto the desk once more, my cheek pinned against the cool surface. 

“Of course I’m going to fuck you.” He licked his lips, tracing my naked body with his rough hand. “Always getting me so fucking hard whenever I argue with you.” My eyes widen to feel his crotch pump up against my ass, only for me to realize he was hard underneath his wrestling pants.

“So you do argue with me on purpose!” I just realized why he would argue with me about the scripts for Raw or anything else he would bitch and complain with me about literally anything!

“That’s just between you and me, sweetheart.” He growled in my ear, his teeth sinking into my ear lobe and tugged slightly. “So, I’ve decided that I’m going to fuck the little attitude out of you.” Kicking off his wrestling boots he pushed his wrestling pants around his ankles. His large erection rubbed up against the slit of my entrance. 

Turning my head slightly, I looked over my shoulder to see Seth fisting his cock, pumping it slowly in his hands while the tip of his cock nudged up against my opening. “No touching.” He let go of his hard cock, grabbing my wrist and placing them on the sides of the table. “This is a punishment.” I whined at his demands. “No whining.” He added in.

“So what can I do?” I huffed, my cheek against the cool oak once more.

“How about you relax and enjoy my cock?” Seth grabbed both of my cheeks, spreading them slightly and guided the tip of his cock past my wet lips, the teasing of his cock head made me squirm a bit. “Quit moving.” He grunted , gripping my waist with his rough hands. His cock slowly inching its way into my pussy. 

“Fuck!” I squealed out, my pussy wrapped around his cock tightly, when Seth pulled out a low moan escaped his lips. 

“So fucking wet.” He hissed out in pleasure, he put more pressure on my hips, pinning them against the wooden desk as he moved his hips faster. Grateful that I had my heels on, I was a bit more taller for him to pound into me. Down side, the heels were killing my ankles as I was on my tip toes. The thought of my ankles hurting left my thoughts as Seth hit up against my g-spot.

“Right there, yes!” My nails dug into the edge of the desk, leaving little crescent moons markings. 

“That’s it baby, keep screaming for me.” Seth’s right hand left my waist, giving my ass a sharp slap, leaving a red hand print. 

“Ah, Seth!” I gritted my teeth and arched my back in pain.

“Fuck, Mel.” I shivered at how he growled out my name. His pace picked up, skin against skin echoed throughout the small office, moans spilled from our  lips, possibly being heard from down the hallways if anyone walked by, but I didn’t care. With the stress built up from shows or being depressed because I’ve been away from my family for too long, I needed this. I needed something to make me forget even if this was just a one time thing.

“You going to come for me, princess?” He growled, gripping at my hair tightly and gave it a tug. 

“Y- Yes, yes, I’m so fucking close.” I squealed, my lower belly clenched, my walls squeezed around Seth’s cock. My whole body felt as if it was on fire, I started to see black spots. Wailing out my release, squirting on his cock, making it easier for his thickness to slide in and out of me, the sound of wetness squelched with each pump from Seth’s cock entering me. The sound made my eyes flutter and just made me imagine how much I came around his cock. My walls tightened even more, milking Seth. 

Seth roared out a moan, his come gushing into my pussy, he pushed his cock deep into me one last time, pushing the mixture of our come further inside of my womb. His semi soft cock slowly pulled out of my drenched pussy. “Hmm, what a fucking sight.” Seth pulled my cheeks apart, watching our juices drip out of my hole and down my inner thigh. He crouched down, his warm tongue hitting my sensitive skin, licking the dripping juices. “It tastes so sweet, like cherries.” He licked his lips, pushing his tongue in between my folds, getting another sample. 

Seth moaned as he pulled away from me. I squirmed at the position I was in. “Seth, please.” My face became heated with slight embarrassment. I didn’t think he’d admire the mess in between my legs face to face. I squealed loudly, curling my toes as I felt Seth’s soft tongue glaze over my sensitive clit all the way back to my drenching hole. The tip of his tongue swirled around my entrance, I tried to force him off of my overstimulated pussy by crawling away.

“Stop fighting it.” Seth growled like a hungry animal, pulling my waist back into his face as his tongue darted in and out of my cunt, collecting all of our fluids out of me.

“Fuck, wait, you’re- you’re gonna make me come again.” My cunt squeezed around his tongue, I tried to push him away as my stomach tightened but my pussy begged for a break.

“Give it to me, give it to me now.” Seth’s beard scratched against my sensitive skin, making me push my ass back against his face, moaning at how the feelings of his whiskered beard felt against my pussy lips. His tongue kept lapping over and over at the same spot that made my eyes flutter shut. 

“Oh god, Seth. Yes!” I cried out, getting enough strength I reached my arms around and grabbed his hair, pushing him further into me, begging for his tongue to dive deeper. Another loud soundwave of my moans bounced off the walls as I crumbled down onto the desk, my orgasm washing over as I squirted on his tongue, forcing out the first orgasm fluids and his onto his taste buds.

He pulled away and stood up. “Fuck, I need to stop before I get hard again.” He laughed, running his hand through his sweaty long hair. He usually had it up in a neat bun but tonight in a long time it was down for once.

The both of us got dressed in silence. “So, what does this make us?” I asked, swallowing hard. I was scared that he would say it was only a one time thing or this meant nothing.

“Whatever you wanted it to be, I guess.” He shrugged, shoving his foot into one of his wrestling boots.

“Even, girlfriend and boyfriend?” I questioned, biting my lower lip as I scratched the back of my neck, I didn’t make eye contact with him scared he’d laugh in my face.

“Is that what you want?” He walked towards me. I nodded, my eyes still casted on the floor. He gripped at my chin and made me look up at him. “Then, I guess we’re boyfriend and girlfriend.” He chuckled, leaning down and planting a kiss on my lips. “You need a ride to the next city?” 

“Y- Yeah.” I was slightly dazed and light headed from the intense fucking and the sweet kiss he gave me.

“Great, finish getting dressed and we’ll leave in ten.” With that he walked out of my office, leaving me half dressed and my hair messy and mattered. I licked my lips, tasting the residue from our juices. He was right, it did taste like cherries.

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Rebooking WrestleMania 35

What stays the same:

Kofi beats Bryan

Whatever else I didn’t care enough about to mention.

Brock Lesnar retains vs Seth Rollins

Why: Is Brock a good champion? No. He works very few dates and his best in-ring days are long gone. But give me him over Rollins as a Babyface. Rollins is a fine wrestler, one of the best in the WWE. However, his microphone skills are nonexistent and his feuds subsequent winning the strap from Lesnar have either been uninspiring or downright pathetic.

Still, there was a groundswell of support from fans eager to see the Universal Championship around the waist of a full timer once more. The secondary WWE title has had many misadventures. It’s inaugural champion Finn Balor suffered a legitimate shoulder injury and relinquished the belt the day after winning it at SummerSlam. WWE held a fatal-4-way match on Raw a week later between Kevin Owens, Roman Reigns, Big Cass, and Seth Rollins - the winner being Owens. He went on to hold the belt for nearly 200 days, but his reign came to a screeching halt when Goldberg returned and steamrolled him.

Since Owens ate a Goldberg spear, the belt spent nearly two-years around the waists PF part-timers. Frankly, I’ve forgotten it’s existed at points. To be honest, I was glad to see Rollins win initially for these reasons alone. Then came the night after ‘Mania, Rollins is in the middle of the ring out comes Triple H, his former rival who tried to derail his career... and they hug. THEY HUG. Instantly I get this feeling Rollins is a corporate backed champion packaged as a Babyface. While every WWE champion is a corporate champion at the very least give me the veneer Rollins isn’t a suck up behind the scenes by making him one during the show.

But the WWE is infatuated with themselves. They were so satisfied to have pulled off the angle and believed to have gotten Rollins over as a Babyface they couldn’t help but rub it in for all of us to see.

Lesnar, in hindsight, needed to remain champion. Rollins simply wasn’t the guy. But Vince McMahon isn’t going to put over someone like Samoa Joe- and let’s be honest, neither is Triple H or Stephenie. Whoever beats Lesnar has to be a creation of the WWE laboratory. If not Rollins, then there’s nobody on the Raw roster worth giving a look at.

If I was booking the WWE, I’d have Kurt Angle’s last match be against Lesnar and call it a night.

Sasha Banks and Bayley retain vs The IIconics, Nia Jax & Tamina, Beth Phoenix and Natalya

Why: The Women’s Tag Titles are the offspring of Bayley and Sasha’s constant lobbying. It is odd the women’s division does not have a tag championship in the first place. For all this talk of a “Women’s Revolution” and the idiotic elevation of “The Four Horsewomen” as if on par with “The Four Horseman,” the whole thing proves to be a farce despite the wrestlers being insanely talented and effective.

Heading into the eight women tag match the “Boss ‘n Hug Connection,” the inaugural champs had held the belts for 49 days. While their defense wasn’t something to write home about the whole point of their run was supposed to add legitimacy and mystic to the strap. Yeah, the IIconics are solid heels, but after winning the titles their reign didn’t last long either ending in 120 days before dropping them to Alexa Bliss and Nikki Cross, who later lost it to the current champions Asuka and Kairi Sane after their heel turn. (Why are the tag titles primarily held by heels?)

Just let Bayley and Sasha keep the belts. Since ‘Mania, Bayley’s won Money in the Bank, cashing in on Charlotte Flair and is still the champion today. Holding the belt for 197 of the last 202 days. The interim period occurred when Flair beat Bayley at Hell in a Cell. On the following Smackdown, Bayley returned for her rematch with a new look and a new attitude. The lovable hugger with a back bone became a chicken shit heel over night. Instantly undercutting months of booking. While she did get a main event slot at pay-per-view at Survivor Series, she was treated as an afterthought by many inside and out of the company. The morning after Shayna Baszler made Bayley submit, the WWE twitter account reminded fans that Baszler didn’t beat “The Man” a.k.a the champion they actually care about. (https://twitter.com/wwe/status/1198805122681147392?s=21)

It’s a damn shame how Bayley’s been booked. A complete waste of her character and even from the standpoint of solely caring about making money, WWE circumvented an avenue of revenue by turning her heel. Bayley’s whole character is designed to appeal to young kids, girls in particular. Changing her to someone who makes them cry is a fun thing to do on paper, but in actual practice is awful.

Batista def. Triple H

Why: Triple H is 46. He sucks as a Babyface and is a fraud. He should retire. He does the same goddamn thing every year where he wears a suit, acts as an authority figure and then takes the suit off because things have gotten serious. This happens every year. It’s beyond annoying.

Bobby Lashley retains vs “The Demon” Finn Balor

Why: Poor Finn. Never able to find his footing on the main roster. Such a big star at NXT putting on clinics against Samoa Joe and Kevin Owens. Ironically, neither of them have been properly booked since their NXT days came to a close. WWE has a habit of restraining their talent. Balor fell prey to this and his run as Intercontinental Champion wasn’t relevant and later would lose it to fellow roamer of purgatory Shinsuke Nakamura.

I don’t see a reality where Balor as I.C champion works out. He was a lukewarm, forgetful player on the main roster. It’s good he’s back at NXT. They let their talent express themselves a little more than WWE. Best thing for him.

The Main Event:

The main event between Ronda, Becky and Flair was.. okay. Nothing special. I was happy for Becky. Initially booked to turn heel after SummerSlam in 2018, her promo the night after Flair stole her title made her a star overnight and plans changed to have her turn Babyface and keep Flair heel. Despite numerous attempts by WWE to make Lynch a heel fans simply weren’t allowing it just so Flair could win another title. That didn’t stop them from giving Flair titles, but at least it won’t be at Becky’s expense anymore.

Why did this culmination of months long storytelling feel so underwhelming in its conclusion? Simply put, it wasn’t a good story. Every participant was an absolute fool and the WWE doesn't remember how to book Babyfaces anymore. Becky failed at the Royal Rumble losing to Asuka clean. Then hijacks the No. 30 spot in the rumble when there were more deserving candidates available. What makes matters worse is Asuka would have the rug pulled out from under her a week before WrestleMania losing the belt to Flair. So why bother having her retain against Lynch and making things more complicated?

Following the rumble, Flair and Lynch battled for the right to go to WrestleMania. Despite being cleared to compete weeks before the PPV she still entered the ring on crutches and got the crap beaten out of her before Rousey inexplicably crashed the party, got Flair DQ'd and doubled the chances of her losing her title making the match a triple-threat.

The main event of WrestleMania didn’t need to be a triple-threat. It didn’t need Charlotte. And most certainly didn’t need to have both belts on the line. You had an actual fighter in Ronda Rousey and someone from the wrestling world who took an actual punch to the face, broke her nose and suffered a concussion so both participants had credibility entering.

In my eyes, the WWE could’ve done the following, dominate the headlines for their inclusivity, make everyone who needed to look good look good, and not marginalize Asuka in the process:

Becky Lynch def. Asuka for Smackdown Women’s Title at the Royal Rumble, Flair wins the rumble:

Asuka submits to the “Dis-Arm-Her” and Lynch is once again on top of the world after being unceremoniously knocked off by Nia Jax. Flair wins the rumble, and demands both belts are on the line to prove she’s the “Queen.” Both parties oblige and volià! There’s your WrestleMania main event done without unnecessary detours.

Or

Asuka retains vs Becky Lynch, faces Mandy Rose and Sonya Deville in a triple-threat for the title; Banks wins vs Rousey, Ronda is the one to enter No. 30 into the rumble and turning heel in the process.

Pushing Flair to the side here. She’s had enough moments in the spotlight and she’ll have tons more. Being omitted from me, WrestleMania isn’t the end or the world. This year belonged to Becky and Ronda. Let them have the spotlight.

I kind of think a Ronda heel turn would have worked if they paired her up with Paul Heyman. Would’ve made sense since she isn’t much of a talker and is from the ultimate fighting background as Lesnar. But that’s far too simple! And we can’t forget about The Queen. Heavens, no!

Sasha Banks wins vs Rousey; Flair wins the rumble. Lynch vs Rousey has no belt on the line. Banks vs Flair for ‘Mania:

Oooh, this is probably my worst take, but c’mon the Becky Two Belts story didn’t really lead to anything besides Bayley’s revival when a simple win over whoever was champion at the time would’ve done the trick.

Sasha Banks and Ronda had a very nice battle for the Raw Women’s Title. Perhaps the best match of Ronda’s one year stint in the WWE. If anyone doubts Banks’ in-ring capabilities, tell them to look at how she guides the green Rousey through the match. Booking Banks to win the title is a risky proposition. Ronda built a mystic of being unbeatable. A real fighter. Not a fake entertainer pumping ‘roids. Beating her essentially undos all of that. I guess Banks’ could have turned heel here and used a chair when the referee is unconscious and smashed it over Ronda’s head knocking her out of commission for a couple of weeks.

Anyways, Banks defends the title versus Flair. Asuka defends vs Sonya Deville and Mandy Rose; Becky Lynch and Ronda Rousey have an old fashioned grudge match settled at ‘Mania. How’s that for inclusivity? Why aren’t I working for the WWE? Is it because my ideas suck and have no basis in reality? Probably.

[the-beastslayers-queen]

A Dangerous Game: Chapter 8

Chapter 8 is here! This is a bit long, but I needed it to be. Tagging: @queenofthearchitect @biforbecky2belts @writtingrose @mrsambroserollinsacklesmgk @jeffhardyenigmawwefan @mox-made-me-do-it @sassyspacedust @afauss2009 @calwitch @theworldofotps @sammyfireheartashryver @romans-babygirl-wwe and @romansrgn Sorry for those that are new to this tag list, I’ve decide to make my tag list universal for the sake of my sanity. I will be making a masterlist for this one tomorrow. Also, if you want to be added to my tag list, hit my ask box. Enjoy!

After spending most of our day unpacking our things and then making out on every available surface of his house, Seth and I ended up sound asleep on the couch, exhausted and left the TV on from binging a random show we found on Netflix. I woke up find Seth was still sound asleep, but thankfully he wasn’t holding me down to him. I decided to get off of him carefully, not waking him up, and walked over to the kitchen. I stopped along the way and slipped on Seth’s discarded shirt. I went over to the fridge and got out the supplies to make us scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast before getting out some bread to make toast.

“I like you in my shirts,” Seth came up behind as I was frying up the bacon, wrapping his arms around my waist, “You look so much better in them than I do. And you’re making breakfast, you spoil me.”

“I try,” I smirked before I turned and kissed him on his cheek, “Would you mind helping me out and getting the toast started?”

“Sure,” Seth moved over and got to work popping the bread slices into the toaster, “So are you willing to go meet my mom today? I think we can swing by her house before we go pawn off that damn ring. After that, we should look into getting jobs that can pay us under the table or have you fudge us backgrounds to get something legit.”

“I can see about looking into setting up fake backgrounds for us,” I replied, “And I’m kinda excited to meet your mom. I’m sure she has embarrassing pictures of you as a baby.”

“Please don’t make my mom bring those out,” Seth groaned and rolled his eyes, “I have a rep to protect. I’m a damn badass hacker and I want to keep it that way.”

“I can see through that already, babe,” I laughed wholeheartedly, “You’re a big softy around me. I will not let you live it down once we’re done with burying McIntyre and his whole crew.”

“Only when it’s just us,” Seth warned, “Or I’ll ruin your rep of being a sarcastic, unapologetic hacker that will kill when she pleases. Because I know how much you dislike violence you poetic softy.”

“Damn it you got me,” I snickered as I plated up our food, “Now let’s eat up.”

Finn

It’s been four months since Cat ran out of town with Seth. Drew has been coming to my house every other day, checking in to see when she’d come back. I had lied to Drew and told him that she was on a long term heist job, going in very deep and not being anywhere near Orlando. So far he’s been buying it. Or so I thought. Drew’s been getting restless as of late, get very upset with me whenever I tell him I haven’t heard from Cat.

Which has been true. Ever since Cat left, she hasn’t called or texted me. Hell, she hasn’t even sent me a message on the encrypted messenger we use to stay in touch within the Club. But I wasn’t the only one worried about the radio silence from the lovebirds caused when they left town. Hunter and his wife Stephanie were worried sick over Seth. I guess he was never one to do something like this on impulse. He was always so careful and calculating. No wonder he’s known as The Architect, the man plans out everything and makes plans for every scenario and outcome.

“Bálor,” Drew shouted as he barged into Bullet Club while I was busy with the pre-opening duties, “I have had it with the games! Where is my fiancée?”

“I’ve told ya time and time again, mate,” I pinched the bridge of my nose, “I have no idea where Cat went. If I knew, I’d have to ask her if she’d want me to tell you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, Bálor,” Drew asked.

“I know that you raped my sister,” I got up in his face, “And I know that it wasn’t just you. I also know my sister was beaten pretty badly from the ordeal. I’m about to pull out of this arrangement with you. I don’t tolerate men that rape and beat women, especially when it happens to my sister.”

Drew punched me right in the jaw and I swung right back. We traded blow for blow until Corbin and Gallows separated us from each other. I had a bloodied nose and lip but Drew had a split lip and a broken nose.

“You’re going to regret this, Bálor,” he boomed in anger, “I will have your sister. I will find her.”

Drew stormed out of the club and Gallows finally let me go. I looked over at him and Anderson. Just from the looks on their faces I knew this was the spark to call for war. Cat and Seth were in danger. I had no doubt Drew would send out all his enforcers and hitmen out to try to find them.

“We should warn her babe,” Anderson spoke up at last, “She has to know he’ll come for her and take her away from Rollins. Worst case scenario, Seth will die trying to keep her from him and that will destroy her.”

“You’re right Karl,” I sighed and pressed the damp towel Becky handed to me for my nose to my face, “We have to send her a message tonight. Hopefully she’ll get it in time and try to be careful.”

“If she’s already married to Seth, McIntyre might try to kill them both,” Becky looked so concerned for Cat, and they’re so close like sisters since Cat joined the Bálor Club, “We should warn Hunter too. See if he can get in touch with Seth so we can send people out to protect them from McIntyre and his crew.”

“We can try,” I told her, “We should send AJ with Ricochet and Aleister to meet with Hunter to let him know what’s going on.”

Cat

I was coming in the door from work. Seth and I were lucky enough to get jobs that were willing to pay us under the table. Seth found work at a mechanic shop and I got work at a computer repair shop to build and repair computers. I get paid by commission so I’ve been able to make a lot of money to help us stay afloat while we hide out here.

But the weirdest thing is that I’ve now been two weeks late for my period. I mean I knew the risk of making like rabbits with Seth all over the house. I mean he can’t keep his hands off me and I’m the same with him. Since Seth was going to be at work for a couple more hours, I decided to stop at the drug store on the way home to get a couple tests.

As I waited for the timer on my phone to go off for my tests, I got to work doing some chores around the house. I knew Seth would need his laundry done so he’d have clothes tomorrow for work. So as I was lost in my thoughts, treating his shirts with dawn to get the grease stains out, my phone went off, signaling it was time to check the tests.

I set Seth’s clothes aside and I went to our bathroom to check the tests. I just about fainted at seeing the results.

Positive.

Pregnant.

+

How the fuck was I going to tell Seth he was going to be a dad? Should I risk being found to tell Finn he’s going to be an uncle? Do I risk everything and go with Seth to Bray to tell my parents?

I was curled up on the couch, the TV was on for background noise, when I heard the front door open I tilted my head to find Seth shrugging off his jacket and tossing his keys into the bowl on the table by the door. He kicked off his shoes and rubbed his face before coming over to me and kissing my forehead.

“Hey babe,” Seth hummed as he came around the couch, “How was your day? You look tired. Do you want me to make dinner tonight?”

“That would be nice,” I hummed as I curled up into his side as he got comfortable on the couch with me, “So I’ve noticed that I’m late for my period.”

“How late are we talking,” Seth asked, concern etched on his face.

“Two and a half weeks,” I replied before taking a deep breath, “I went to the drugstore on my way home from work and picked up a few tests. I wanted to be sure.”

I got up from my seat on the couch and went into the bathroom to grab the tests. I returned to the living room and stood before Seth. I took a deep breath before I spoke.

“Hold out your hand,” I told him.

“Okay,” he replied and held out his hand. I put the tests into his hand. I waited on baited breath for his reaction. His face was blank before it twisted up in confusion. But then he started to smirk.

“Seth,” I asked hesitantly, “Are you going to say anything?”

“We’re going to be parents,” he looked up at me before setting the tests down on the coffee table, “You’re pregnant? I thought we were being so careful. Babe, I’m really happy for us, but I’m scared too.”

“How do you think I feel,” I looked at him as he rose from his seat and closed the distance between us before pulling me into his chest, “I’m terrified. What if Drew finds us? What if Drew takes me away and I lose the baby trying to fight him off. Or worse, what if he takes me and makes me marry him, and then forces me to raise our son thinking it was his all along when that isn’t true?”

“Hey calm down,” Seth hushed me and kissed my hair before running his fingers through it, “I’m not going to let anything happen to you or our baby. We’re going to figure this all out okay. We’ve kept a low profile so far. We’ve not reached out to our families since we took off and we’ve used nothing but cash to pay for anything. For now, we’re going to play it out by ear. First thing first is to get you into a doctor’s office to be checked.”

“Which is the issue,” I replied, “We don’t have insurance to see a doctor and Shawn is in Orlando. I don’t know of anyone up here that could check me out without having insurance.”

“I know someone,” Seth kissed my forehead, “I’ll give him a call and set it all up.”

Seth was taking me today to my first appointment to the doctor he knew out here that could take care of me without having insurance. I was so nervous about this whole thing. I’m so young and I don’t know what it’s like to be a mother. I never got to meet my birth parents. They left me in the care of the system, choosing to abandon me instead of raising me themselves. Sure if they had kept me, I never would have had Finn as my brother. So I guess it all worked out in the end. I was also still on the fence about telling Finn I was pregnant. I’m sure Finn would ask where we were hiding to send up Gallows and Anderson to protect us, but that could draw unwanted attention and tip off McIntyre.

“I think we should tell Finn,” Seth said as we were on our drive to the doctor, “He has a right to know. We can do a video chat with him in the local library while we run a VPN to ping our location all over the country so Drew can’t have Alexa trace the connection.”

“That could work,” I replied, “But we should do it after the appointment.”

Once we got into the doc’s office, I was shaking like a leaf as Seth held my hand. I was so nervous and afraid of this whole thing. The timing of me getting pregnant was horrible. I mean Seth hasn’t married me yet. We just have the new ring he bought me the second day we were here. It was a beautiful ring compared to Drew’s. Seth picked out a beautiful India cut, deep blue sapphire in a white gold setting surrounded by small diamonds. We weren’t rushing getting married because we wanted to save up our cash to buy me a dress before we’d elope.

“Catherine,” the nurse called my fake name, “The doctor is ready to see you now.”

Seth and I got up and followed her back into an exam room. She took all my vitals before leaving the room to go get the doctor. Seth held my hand as we waited for the doc to come and check me out and perform the first ultrasound. I was so freaked out by all of this, I wasn’t able to enjoy this at all.

“Relax, Cat,” Seth cooed as he rubbed my back, “Everything is going to work out. This all happened for a reason. When we get done here, we’ll do some serious work to get married okay. And then Drew can’t touch you or take you from me, okay. We’re going to be a family and we’re going to make the bonds between the Authority and the Bálor Club.

“Catherine,” The doc poked his head into the room before walking all the way in and closed the door behind him, “Or should I say Catriona Bálor?”

“How the hell,” I was confused.

“It’s good to see you Seth,” the doc greeted Seth, “I’m Dr. Jacobs. I’m a friend of Seth’s from back before his Authority days. That’s why he brought you to my office. I’m a legit doctor willing to take care of the criminal elite on the side and off the books. I’ll take care of your pregnancy care free of charge as a favor for Seth. I owed him from the last time he was up here.”

“Thank you,” I replied, feeling much better about this whole thing.

Jacobs got to work on doing a physical on me, getting reading on my health before he got the ultrasound ready. Since I was so early, I had to have the vaginal ultrasound. I got changed and prepped for the procedure and laid back on the exam table as Jacobs got to work on firing up the machine. It was weird to have the wand put into me, but I adjusted. Jacobs turned on the speakers on the machine and I heard our baby’s heartbeat for the first time, and I started to cry.

“That is one strong heartbeat,” Jacobs commented, “This is a very good sign. I will get you prints of these early images and I’ll set you up with my recommendation for prenatal vitamins and supplements. I want to see you back in my office in a couple weeks so I can see how you’re progressing. And I will keep your presence up here secret. I’ll take it to my grave.”

“Thanks Jimmy,” Seth hugged Jacobs, “I owe you one for this. I’ll make sure to donate to your low-income clinic once I’m back in Orlando and in the free and clear.”

“It’s my pleasure,” Jacobs replied, “Take good care of her and call me if you need anything.”

[mackenziebrooks23]

Ignite The Fire

Chapter 25- The Secrets Out

We made it backstage and found a place for Seth to sit. I dropped my arms as he sat down, placing his championship beside him. I handed him his jacket and he took it.  The trainers came by to check on him to make sure that he was good. I said" I'm going to go check on Finn and make sure everything is good", Seth replied," Okay, I'll be here when you get finished". I gave him a thumbs-up as I walked away. I let him have his time to rest up and to talk to people. I still needed to run the idea that I had by him. I finally found Finn and asked him how was he feeling. He said he felt fine and asked about Seth. I said"  He'll survive, trust me", Finn laughed and replied," Yeah he'll survive". I let him be because he was going to get ready to leave here soon. I walked around a couple more minutes before going back to Seth. He just got finished doing an interview with Kayla Baxter. Seth glanced over at me for a moment and then went back to talking to Kayla. He spoke on how he felt holding the Universal Championship once again, the road to getting here, and how much effort it took to beat Finn. Kayla thank him for his time and she went about her way.  Because there were still two matches left. 

Seth was still standing up when I got to him. I asked" How do you feel", he said" I feel pretty good, just sore", I replied" I mean you did three suicide dives", he responded," I had to do them, you know I do three". I rolled my eyes and Seth smirked. For a while, we just stood there in complete silence. Becky and Roman had walked up. I asked Seth" How does it feel to be champion again?", he said" It feels good, but something is missing. I feel like I should be a double champion". I smiled and blushed a little because that was a cute remark. Seth was smiling too and wrapped me in a hug. Becky and Roman were cheering and said “Finally", they were saying it to be funny. I said" Okay well here is my idea to let the world know", Seth said," Alright what is it?". I explained it to him and he nodded his head. I gave Becky my phone so she could take the photo. I had put on Seth's gear jacket and wrapped my arm around him. Seth had wrapped his arm around me and leaned his head against mine. We both held up the championship with our other hands. We both looked down so we that we did not look at the camera. Becky said" Okay one, two, three", and took the photo. We let go of each other and I took my phone back from Becky. 

I sent it to Seth and he picked his phone up. He said" You know you can change my name from Rollins to something else right?", I said" Hush it, don't get ahead of me now. I'll change it". Seth and I both went to Instagram to make a post. My caption on mine said *Since I am the Co-Commission of Monday Night Raw, can I help you Co-Own the Universal Championship also?*. Seth took what he said for his caption, but changed it up a little. His said * May have a title, but being a double champion feels even better*. We both posted it at the exact same time. We even made a post on Twitter for those who use that. Now it was the waiting game. Soon our phones were blowing up with notifications from fellow superstars. Even the ones who were still at the show came by and was shocked about it. They were like " How the hell did you guys keep it a secret this long?", I said," Just got to know what words to say and what actions to do". It was the truth. That is pretty much how we kept this quiet. Stephanie and Triple H came up and congratulated us. Like whoa, even our bosses were surprised that we were a thing. Stephanie said" Now when we talk it is Seth", I said" Maybe can say Rollins for old time sake", smiling. Seth rolled his eyes, he already starting to hate being called Rollins again. 

For a while, it had calm down, but Miz and Maryse had walked up. Miz crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. Maryse said" I have no part of what Mike has to say, I am here to say y'all so cute. I loved both of your guy's captions", we said," Thank you Maryse". As she handed Monroe to me. Since they were pretty much like family to me.  I enjoyed getting to see this pretty little girl when I could. Madison was here also, but she was in the stroller. We turned to look at Miz who started to smile. He said" I kinda had a feeling something was going between you two since the Miz TV edition. Well, congratulations and make sure nothing happens to her". Miz and Seth shook hands as Seth said:" Nothing will Miz". I handed Monroe over and they walked way because Madison started to get fussy. The show had ended and we started to get things together. As we were loading up in the car, Seth said" You still have my gear jacket it on babe", I said" Yeah I know", and I started taking it off. Seth rolled his eyes and drove to the hotel. I stuck my tongue out at him, hoping he didn't see it. 

We pulled up and got out of the car. We grabbed all of our things and walked into the hotel together. We went up to the second floor to room 210. I said jokingly" Have the room next to mine?", Seth laughed and said," No, this time the same room Ryleigh". I smiled and used the key to unlock the door. Seth followed in and shut the door behind him. I tossed my bags on the other bed and got my things out of it. I went to the bathroom to shower. I washed the rest of the makeup off and put my hair up in a towel. I put on one of Seth's t-shirts and sweat pants. I walked out. Seth asked" Is there still hot water left?", I said" Yeah why would there not be?", he replied," Because your ass was in there while". I shrugged my shoulders and Seth went to take a shower. I sat on the bed and played on my phone. It still was going crazy over our announcement. Seth had finished and came out. He sat on the edge of the bed. I said" Mom and them are finally happy", he said" Yeah I already know they would be. They have been saying all these years we would end up together ", I replied," Never thought that it would happen". Time went by and we decided to go to sleep. We had a long day tomorrow and night. Because the day after WrestleMania is just as crazy.

[eventualruin]

Putting on my fantasy booking cap for a minute.

Okay, so say Braun Strowman really can't perform at TLC, not legitimately at least.

What if, they were to work this Slater storyline into a work this Sunday? Corbin works Slater into his TLC match as ref, just in case. Maybe there's a backstage segment where he rips into Slater, says if he doesn't do what he says and makes sure he wins against Braun, he'll make sure him getting fired is his last act as acting GM and he won't be able to provide for his family, blah blah blah. He looks conflicted and has become fed up with Corbin.

The commentators have been remarking all night that their main event will likely be a forfeit match, since Strowman has not been seen in the building all night, and no one knows if he can perform.

Maybe another segment has Seth Rollins telling Slater to make sure he does the right thing this time, instead of what he did during their tlc match last RAW.

Main Event time. Slater is ref for the match, looking miserable. No music plays for Braun - it's assumed he won't show up. Corbin arrives, looking smug, and grabs a mic. Maybe cutting a promo about how this is the right side of history blah blah blah, to a chorus of boos...

Just as they are about to announce him as the winner and new GM, Strowman's music plays. He arrives looking positively pissed, but his arm is still messed up. Corbin says he can't possibly be serious, but on they go anyways. Corbin works his elbow and Strowman is looking destroyed. Corbin places Strowman atop a table and looks to climb atop a ladder and end the match by launching atop Strowman.

Then, Seth Rollin's music comes on. Corbin looks to the ramp, distracted. Rollins comes out, championship still intact from his previous match. Then Balor shows up. Then Elias. The babyfaces come to make sure Strowman wins. They are tired and beaten up, but determined to make sure RAW is saved and Strowman gets his opportunity.

Corbin looks to Slater to help him, to end the match, but he does nothing. There's a moment of respect between Slater and Rollins - He's made his choice. He himself tries to stop the match, but the announcers note that Stephanie McMahon commissioned this match, and Corbin is not in charge here.

McyIntre and Lashley with Lio Rush, even though Drew lost and Bobby won (I'm hoping that's how it goes even though it will probably be reversed) arrive and try to fight off the babyfaces and it turns into an outright brawl.

Numbers outdo the babyfaces, with Strowman out of commission for the moment and McyIntre quickly destroying Slater. There's quite a few interesting spots as they brawl, but the odds shift back to the babyfaces' favor when Dolph Ziggler shows up, grabs a chair and whacks Mcyintre from behind and stops him from terrorizing Finn Balor.

Strowman gets back up and starts his whole raging bull spot outside the ring and runs over the heels, using his non-injured shoulder to ram into them. Elias gets back his guitar, which Lashley had brought to the ring, and starts beating hin with it. Lio Rush tries to interfere - Slater, having recovered from earlier, stops him, and helps Elias throw Lashley through a table.

The team of Strowman, Rollins, Balor, Elias and Ziggler begin to crush the heels. In a spot paying homage to Roman Reigns/The Shield, Rollins, Balor and Elias do a Triple Powerbomb on Drew through the announcers' table.

Finally, the Babyfaces surround a thoroughly destroyed Corbin, put him down and finally allow Strowman to make the pin with Slater counting to 3 despite all the interference. The Babyfaces raise each other's hands and we close the show knowing Strowman has a championship opportunity, Rollins is still champion, and Corbin is no longer in charge.

Wooo that was fun to think about. The reality is probably gonna thoroughly suck.

[wardlow]

It’s been interesting seeing how my tumblr has totally evolved with my taste in fandoms...

I came here a long ass time ago for no real reason probably just to blog as my “journals” were gone. I fell into the Supernatural fandom, then got bored and dove straight into One Direction head on... I happened to want to look for photos of Seth Rollins and Sami Zayn one day basically took to the deep end and gained a real following with wrestling.

And here I am, giving zero fucks posting all the Michael Langdon/American Horror Story can can get my hands on.

I’m super weird and my obsessions really take front and center always in my life. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I don’t apologize for this really but to say thanks if you’re sticking around. If you are bailing, •waves• it’s been real. Wrestling will be around for sure but with Sami out of commission still it’s been hard.

Anyway... just rambling and laughing at myself. 😂 So obsessive haha