#WWE headcanons

[reveluving]

— actual heart eyes when looking at you, you could be screaming bloody murder and he'd be like “you're so pretty baby ( ♡‿♡ )”

'Cause mother returned and I can't believe I haven't shared one of the many favourites she has made, because GUERRERO.

LIL' OL' SWEETIE PIEEEE 🗣🔊🔊🔊🔊

⌗ ˚ ͙◌˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟗𝟎𝘀˖ ࣪ .ִֶָ

warnings! [none rly, fluff, spanish, look at his smile in the second gif 🥺]

also to the anon who requested this sry it took long lol,, i also lost your request looool

— it was a cloudy day in early '97, you and dusty rhodes had been trying to figure out a new finisher for a match you had later in the day, you were both siting on the side of the ring just chatting when rey mysterio and another man behind him approached you.

— you and rey were close friends, so you immediately jumped up and when to hug him. “haven't seen you since last week!" you and rey were just catching up while dusty talked to the other guy. as rey went on to talk to dusty, the other guy approached and introduced himself while being totally extra, “my god mami! you're the most beautiful woman i've ever seen, i'm eddie guerrero, mind telling me your name?” “eddie, leave her alone, oh i forgot what i was here for! dusty, vince wanted to see us.” rey said. so they both left you and him alone.

— you gave him your prettiest smile and stuck you hand out to shake his, “my name is y/n y/l/n”

“y/n?” he asks, you giggle as you nod “well hello y/n,” and instead of shaking your hand, he took it and pressed a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

— “you're absolutely breathtaking, mami���

“and you're lucky my spanish is good, pretty boy”

�� and you stood there talking to each other about everything and nothing at the same time. you ended up inviting him to lunch with you, even though it was you and dusty's thing, the older man was nowhere to be seen and this was your chance to get to know eddie better.

— throughout lunch you both kept flirting with each other, eddie had an addictive personality, he was absolutely hilarious and was overall an amazing person.

— an ever since that day you've been practically glued at the hip.

— you quickly became everyone's favourite duo backstage. you both were the 'flirty friend' and everyone got to watch you flirt with each other like there's no tomorrow, which was absolutely entertaining.

— eddie had developed several habits after getting close to you,

i.𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 regardless of the situation or what the conversation being had was, your hand was in his being kissed.

ii. 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 grips on your waist to bring you close to him, you always place your hands on his chest and try to push him away even though you both know that can't resist him.

iii. 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝘂𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 eddie was really touchy in general, always keeping his hands on you but once he realized that back hugs are superior, he didn't want to let go of you ever again.

— you'd drop some of the dirtiest pick up lines just to see him all blushy because his reactions were either :o or (◍•.•◍).

— it wasn't too long after that vince decided to put you in a love angle because of your incredible chemistry, and being that it was a love angle, the flirting was now through the roof. eddie was now flirting with you on and off screen, and the fans absolutely adored you as a couple. you quickly began to notice the way your heart would beat quicker when he's around, how you'd try to look your best to impress him, just the small things that made you realize that you had developed feelings for the charismatic latino.

— now, you weren't stupid. you knew eddie liked you. it was about the most obvious thing ever. everyone knew that you and eddie like each other, it was undeniable and you just looked like a couple, but as soon as someone asks, “are you guys dating?” “no..why?”

— at some point rey locked you two in his locker room and decided that no one's leaving the room unless you confess because he was sick of the unofficial third wheeling.

— “is it bad, that i'm like, in love with you cariña?”

— “no” you smiled, “ i was waiting for you to say it first”, and if rey's locker room's walls could talk, he'd know that you and eddie made out all over the place.

— now to actual bf eddie

— my god, he's so sweet :(

— actual heart eyes when looking at you, you could be screaming bloody murder and he'd be like “you're so pretty baby ( ♡‿♡ )”

— he loves you so much one can see it in his eyes, just the way he looks at you indicates how much love he holds for you.

— he's your number one fan, he's always at ring side watching your matches to make sure that you're safe and sound. will always cheer for you and give you hugs and kisses regardless of if you won or lost.

— so protective of you ??? like not in a overly bad way, he just knows the way some people can be and he doesn't want you to get hurt. always has his arms around you or watches you from afar to make sure you don't fall flat on your face :D

— not really jealous but he doesn't want anyone but him near you.

— he comes up with different nicknames for you every 3-4 minutes. that's his job now.

— on your days off he wants nothing more than cuddles. so many omg. like dawg, he won't let you go. LITTLE SPOON EDDIE PLS OMG :( he'd lay on your chest and let you play with his hair, literally falls asleep in 0.3 seconds if you pat on his hair.

— cooks for you all the time, like seriously, all you eat is the food he makes you.

— gets so worried when you're sick or tired, especially if it's on a day where you have matches. on a whole other level of protective when you're injured or pass out of exhaustion. has once convinced vince to give you a break before because he was so worried about you.

— hella goofy. like seriously, would pull pranks on you all the time, but you find him hilarious so he continues to prank you.

— you're literally not allowed to sit anywhere but on his lap. chairs, stools, couches, tables, are all jobless.

— he spoils you so much. saw you once just glance at a necklace, literally just glance, boy bought the whole set for you and you were like ??? thanks ???

— he's spoiled too, can be bratty sometimes. he knows he's your baby and will get his way with you, always.

— overall 10/10 boyfriend, highly recommended.

[4milly]

deserving; sub!roman headcanon

we all need a small break. especially your man—the most dominate man you know. be his peace. his breath of fresh air…he deserves it. (overlaps when he was champion…i miss him *sigh*)

warnings: smut.

parings: sub!roman x black!reader

sub!roman appreciated the small moments of coming home to you; a hot meal, clean house, and a hot bath waiting for him. you’d clean him off and when he’d step out the bath, you were ready to give him a massage. he always vocalized his gratitude towards you taking care of him when he needed it most.

sub!roman wasn’t always shown. your man was a true dominate—a leader. you followed him and he adored it knowing you put your entire faith and trust into him. he worked so hard in WWE. carrying the titles for damn near 3 years was starting to show work on his body, and his mental. so moments like these were rare. times when he’d let you lead him for a change.

sub!roman was a natural at pinning your hips down and digging his dick into your pussy and filling you to the brim. stretching your pussy on his dick to accommodate him, to make you cum over and over as you’d thrashed around under him…but you wanted the same reaction from him too.

sub!roman craved those releases. such as you standing behind the giant circular bathtub in your shared home, his long and girthy dick in hand as you stroked him in a sensual motion. your hand barely being able to wrap around his dick in its entirety. his head thrown backwards on his shoulder as moans emitting from his chest kissed the celling, “you like that baby?,” you quietly asked in his ear “i love the sounds you make for me baby.” you could feel his hips swiftly thrusting upwards to pump his dick in your warm hand a little faster.

sub!roman knew you wanted to join him—the ache in your pussy becoming more prominent. the sounds he made was so sexy, it made your pussy wetter and clench with each sound. you wanted to take your other hand and work yourself towards your own release, but tonight was about him. he deserved it. “tell me when you’re cumming, mkay?”

sub!roman was desparate. he was about to blow all over your hand if you kept stroking him, making sure to squeeze his angry red mushroom tip when you neared the top. “you’re doing so good, baby. you like it when i tell you how good you’re doing?” his moans growing louder as he neared his release, his chest heaving. “i know baby, i know. you’re gonna cum for me, mkay? don’t hold back. let it all out baby.” you sucked on his neck and placed loving pecs on his shoulders, increasing the pace of your strokes. “aw, fuck baby. ahh, don—don’t stop baby, please,” his voice sounding a tortured rasp “i can’t stop—i won’t. i promise. not till you cum.”

sub!roman felt the room spinning. it was dizzying. addicting, even. his mind was clouded with only one goal. he felt he body shudder before letting his mouth open on a whimper. chills raced through your spine. your wetness drenching your boy shorts. seeing him like this set you off. needy for anything you’d give him. “you said you’d always give me what i want. cum for me, baby.” your name fell from his lips as a breathless chant. his body going ridged against you before violently shaking and flexing his abs. “y-y-ahh, fuck! i’m cumming, i’m cumming.” warm hot spurts pouring out from his dick onto the top of your fist. roman always came a lot; it creating a waterfall, dripping down the sides of your hand.

sub!roman couldn’t say a word. you continued stroking, wanting to milk every bit of stress out of him “you did so good. you feel better, baby?” his head was spinning. between fighting his tremors off, catching his breath, and your hand still stroking him created an overstimulation. he let out another small whimper as he felt his dick ache for another release. his dick never falling limp, “you wanna cum again? hm? you deserve it. you work so hard, ro.”

[graveyardhorror]

RHEA RIPLEY dating!headcanons

TERROR TWINS MASTERLIST ★ WATTPAD LINK ★

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

-A cuddle monster, she loves to cuddle you whenever she can because it's her favorite thing to do

-will stare at you with a dopey grin on her face until you notice, she expects a grin back lol

-after a workout she sends you gym mirror selfies, she loves your responses to them

-likes to show off her strength, if you're smaller or less strong than her she will pick you and toss you around

-if you are stronger than her she loves it when you carry her and show her your strength

-isn't shy to mention you during press tours, interviews, promos, etc. and will make cheeky comments about your relationship that make her fans want to know more about you

-video calls where it's just the two of you getting ready for the day, different schedules

-so many heavy metal concerts with her, specifically her favorite band's when they go on tour

-you two always have the best and most iconic halloween costumes, seriously every year you two are the center of attention and most praised

-horror movie/show marathons during her time off, you + horror movies + cuddles and snacks = rhea's paradise

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

[xmariakx]

Can someone please make a blurb/headcannon/oneshot with CM Punk based on this look right here!!🤭😩🤍

Credit to wenn3ck in TikTok

[stunnajit]

⋆˚࿔ 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏 (𝟑/𝟑) 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🍓

•　ＳＬＯＷ　ＵＰＤＡＴＥＳ　•

ＤＯＭＩＮＩＫ　ＭＹＳＴＥＲＩＯ　

¹⁴🍓: 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘

/)/)

( . .)

( づ🍓 ~ After spending the day with Liv, getting new piercings and tattoos, Essence wants to show them off. But Dom would rather see them in person than over the phone.

↳ WWE (2024)

ＪＡＤＥ　ＣＡＲＧＩＬＬ　

¹⁵🍓: 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

ʚ🍓ɞ ~ Hiding any secret within the WWE universe as a major superstar was a trickie play. The criticism from in house fans, Twitter, blogs, and even fellow wrestlers can be relentless. Yet, for Jade Cargill, a big secret like hers was a piece of cake to keep...

↳ WWE (2024)

ＣＭ　ＰＵＮＫ

(Phil)

¹⁶🍓: 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒

ʚ🍓ɞ ~ Divorced CM Punk has a crush on the new seamstress on the WWE staff in NXT. But, she was hiding her feelings, brushing him off and paying him no mind. So he then, comes up with a way to get her undivided attention..

↳ WWE NXT (2024)

ＥＤＧＥ　

(Adam)

¹⁷🍓: 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐓?

🍓ྀི ~ What happens if a storyline with a rookie goes too far on the first take?

↳ WWE (2008)

ＲＥＹ　ＭＹＳＴＥＲＩＯ　

(Óscar)

¹⁸🍓: 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍’ ‘𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

ʚ🍓ɞ ~Rozonda has always believed that jealousy ranked amoung the worst traits a person could process. However, all of that changed once she met Óscar Gutiérrez. (Rey Mysterio)

↳ WCW (1999)

[houseofripley]

getting injured during a match, and Rhea patching up reader headcannons?

First Aid With Rhea Headcanons

just a short lil list but i hope you guys enjoy the rest of your night mwah!

○ rhea had to be physically held back by damian to stop her from storming out the locker room once she noticed the pain on your face that resulted from a botched move

○ but she managed to slip past him and bolt out to the ring where she immediately attacked your opponent and pinned them effortlessly

○ would absolutely carry you backstage

○ she’d act like some cuts and a pulled muscle was the end of the world

○ this minor injury totally brought out rhea’s soft side

○ "fuck baby, are you okay"

○ carefully wiping the small amounts of blood from your skin

○ she’d finally put use to the spider-man bandaids she kept inside her bag at all times

○ you would be laughing over how concerned she looked as she covered you in bandaids made for children

○ "i told you a ladder match wasn't a good idea"

○ once the two of you got home she'd force you to stay in bed for the next few days

○ totally wasn’t an excuse for her to stay in bed with you all day

○ would bring you TONS of sweets

○ made sure you had a ice pack or heating pad next to you at all times

○ “do you need me to help you shower?”

○ seriously, she was way too dramatic over this

○ it was actually quite funny

○ SO MANY SMOOCHES

○ she’d bring you breakfast in bed every morning

○ the princess treatment was in full swing

○ once you knew you were fully healed you totally faked your injury for just a few more days of coddling from rhea

[inagetawaycarxo]

Roman Reigns Hc

WARNINGS: breakup shit, heartache, fem!reader, Roman pining over you, errors I missed.

A/N: atm requests are closed!

Roman looked over in your direction. A sad smile graced his lips, as you walked in.

It hurt him deeply to see you so down. The light in your eyes wasn’t there you looked so tired. He knew the reason why. It was that damn ex of yours. He didn’t understand why you let this dipshit hurt you still. How you hung onto every word, and he wouldn’t do shit for you. He didn’t understand how you hadn’t blocked him.

Roman let out a heavy sigh before walking your way.

“Hey y/n,” Roman spoke. Engulfing you in a big hug.

“Hey Ro,” You spoke. Holding back the tears. Roman kept hugging you tighter.

You let out a cough as he was restricting airflow.

“Roman I can’t breathe,” You coughed out. Roman Loosened his grip. Hugging you a bit more before letting go.

His hands rested on your shoulders as he looked at you.

“How are you today?” He asked. Smiling at you.

“I’m okay,” You responded. Gulping before speaking again.

“How about you?” You asked.

“I’m good,” Roman spoke.

He was about to say something else, but you cut him off.

“I got to go do people's makeup and hair, I will see you later,” You spoke, before rushing off.

Roman let out a hurt sigh. He really wished he could get rid of your pain, and bring the light back into your eyes.

Roman kept an eye on you for the rest of the night. He could tell you were struggling to keep it together.

Roman hated that he had to go on stage. He tried to get your attention, but you were too busy in your own little world doing makeup and hair.

When Roman came back, he didn’t see you in the hair and makeup station. His first stop was the female toilets but when he asked other workers, they said they didn’t see you in there. He looked all over for you till someone told him you were outside.

Roman quickly left the arena, going outside till he saw you, sitting down near a pole. Roman quickly made his way over to you.

“There you are,” Roman spoke. Sitting down next to you.

“Here I am,” You sniffled. Putting your phone away. Wiping your tears away.

Roman’s heart hurt.

“Hey,” Roman spoke. Wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close to his side.

“I'm sorry,” You cried, as tears started to fall from your eyes.

“It’s about him isn’t it?” Roman asked.

“Yeah..” You sobbed.

“I kind of got drunk the other night, and messaged him for a lift he didn’t, then we got into a fight and apparently he has changed and hasn’t messaged me since,” You sobbed.

“But he probably message me again when he wants a lift, but I guess he showed his true colours,” You sobbed out. Roman pulled you closer to him. Wrapping his other arm around you

Roman bit his bottom lip before speaking.

“People will show you their true colours, He will always be using you for something, if he isn’t going to get it from other girls,” Roman spoke. That only made you cry more.

“Hey, don’t cry for him, you deserve someone better than that,” Roman spoke. Hugging you tighter.

“I just… I want the old him back, but I know I can’t, and he doesn’t want me,” You sobbed.

Roman hugged you tighter.

“I’m here for you, y/n, you are one in a million remember that,” Roman spoke. Pressing a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

[kyleoreillylover]

Dominik Mysterio x Fem!Reader headcanons

A/N: I am obsessed with Dom, can you blame me? Here's some small headcanons while I am working on a smut fanfic for him.

Always needs to be touching you in some way. His hand never leaves yours when you walk to the ring, his arm around your waist when the both of you are standing together just because he wants to feel you, slinging an an arm over your shoulder and hooking your legs together when the both of you are sitting on the couch.

This man is the perfect gentleman. Never let’s you get in the ring without holding the ropes open for you. Will always try to take any hits for you, he doesn’t want you getting hurt at all. Doesn’t let’s you drive anywhere, you’re his passenger princess and that’s never gonna change. Takes you on romantic dates whenever your schedules are free, and buys you a new outfit for each date even though you tell him it’s not necessary because he wants his baby to be happy. The man just loves you a lot and loves to spoil you a lot and doesn’t let a day goes by without letting you know.

Brags about you a lot. Whether it’s on social media and having his Instagram flooded with pictures of you, in the ring during a promo when he absolutely trashes your opponents and reminds them how much better you are, or to his friends in a conversation, this man will not stop bragging about you and your accomplishments. He’s just so incredibly proud of you and everything you do. You are his world and he wants everyone to know that.

Is dependent on you. You’re the more dominant one in the relationship, so he will stand behind you and relies on you a lot to take the lead and defend him, but if anyone disrespects you that’s when he will push you behind him and give them absolutely hell to defend your name. You find it adorable when he protects you and get's all protective, but you still want him to stay behind you and let you handle it yourself.

Teases you and jokes around with you a lot. You have a very playful relationship with each other, always messing around, having inside jokes, having prank wars with each other and the other wrestlers in the roster, and constantly play fighting with each other (which ends in you chasing Dominik around and him running away and using other members of TJD as a shield). Whenever Dom's with you, he can't stop smiling and laughing like a little kid with his crush.

Loves your body. The way your outfits and gear hugs your body deliciously, encinuatiyng your curves and boobs. Can barely focus during promos or backstage segments because he's too busy looking at you and can't take his eyes off of you. Loves your soft supple skin and how addicting it is to nuzzle his head into your neck and feel your skin against his. Loves your perfume and feels like he is always on a high whenever you're in his arms and he inhales it. He just can't get enough of you.

This man just loves you a lot, and would do anything and everything you ask of him, even if that meant putting his career on hold or leaving wrestling altogether. You mean more to him than his dream career, you are his dream world and having you in his arms makes him happier than any title around his waist.

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 13

synopsis: the group comes face to face with the mastermind behind this evil plan, and y/n works with a friend to devise a plan.

a/n: crawling on my hands and knees to get this done BUT IT HAPPENED.

mentions: poly!judgment day, overall SFW, some cussing, some fighting, fem!reader, mentions of sadness, alludes to feelings of depression.

tags: @thesithdiaries @cassiesgreta​ @roseheartsworld @theworldofotps​ @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites @obl1vionblackhart​ @emogoblin-666​ @hereliespumpkin​ @embertargaryen​ @neptune-lover​ @bunnysmyname @i-have-issues-lol​ @ares-athena​ @thatonepansexual2000​ @witcherfromwallachia​ @infamousvampcx​ @christinabae​ 

3 weeks until wrestlemania; 3 weeks until this nightmare would hopefully be over for the judgment day, and they could be reunited with their fifth member. none of them would lie and say the time she'd been away had been easy for anybody in the group though, as y/n being ripped away from the loving grasp of her partners was for no other reason than to get into the heads of those who turned their back on edge.

the house was quieter without her. road trips to the next city and hotel rooms were no longer the same. dressing rooms didn't have the same energy without her. and the entire time it killed the group to know y/n was so close, yet so far away.

and what tormented all of them? kept finn up at night, made damian clench his fists and rhea squirm at the thought? that they had yet to confront edge and tell him exactly how they felt. the man who helped build up y/n as a superstar, was also the man who ripped her away from her lovers; one way or another, the judgment day was going to make sure he got a piece of their mind. it didn’t matter how it happened.

the judgment day was going to make edge’s life hell until wrestlemania.

finn found himself sitting in the group’s bedroom, looking through boxes of y/n’s memorabilia and random things in boxes. most of this stuff was things she just hadn’t gotten around to unboxing when they moved her into their home, but as finn took a closer look, he began to realize why she’d waited.

photo albums. all of which contained pictures of y/n with her chosen family. her first christmas with the copelands, where beth bought all of them matching pajamas and made their family take a picture in front of the christmas tree. the beginning of her career, where beth stood in a practice ring with y/n and coached her through different finishers and submission moves. those long nights backstage at different shows, where a young y/n was absolutely exhausted and adam would keep her comfortable against his side so she could get some rest.

old trophies and titles, random pieces of ring gear, old things from edge and beth’s careers that they’d given y/n…she wasn’t just forgetting to put these things up or take them out of boxes. y/n was scared to do so. she didn’t want to literally open up a box full of hurt and fear after all the pain they’d caused. she was literally and figuratively repressing those emotions.

as finn sorted through the box and tried his hardest not to let his emotions get the best of him, rhea walked into the bedroom and took inventory of the different things in front of her partner. she took a seat next to him, gently rubbing his back and feeling that tension rising inside of him. “she’ll be coming back to us soon, love.” the aussie spoke softly. “only a few more weeks. she’s in good hands.”

“johnny and candance may be good hands but they aren’t her home.” he mumbled. “the fact that they’re treating her like a child and doing this to her is ridiculous anyway.” finn spat, putting the photo album back into the box. “y/n’s an adult. and the one person she sees as her father, one of the most important people in her life, won’t let her come home? our bosses are backing him up? rhea, it’s…” he couldn’t even finish his thought. he shook his head and tried to calm down his boiling anger.

rhea nodded and held finn’s hand. “there’s not much we can do right now.” she said quietly. “we’re all upset. but she’ll be home soon.” she gently turned finn’s head towards her own, holding the irishman’s cheek. “you’re the one who’s going to show him why no one messes with us.”

*****

that moment rhea was speaking of? it came a lot faster than anyone in the judgment day could have emotionally prepared for. it was like the movies, where finn and edge turned the corner at the exact same time and stood face to face for the first time since their newest member was ripped away from the judgment day. finn swore he could feel the anger radiating through his body at the sight of edge; claws were itching at his spine, his stomach felt like it was on fire, and his fists were clenched tight by his side. he took your princess away from you, my prince. it's time to take back what's rightfully yours.

the corner of edge's lip curled into a snarl. in front of him was the man who seemingly corrupted his mentee, the one who took her away from him and beth as another way to get under the skin of the founder of the judgment day. in his mind, he never took y/n away from her newfound family. he was only trying to give her a break from them! he wanted her to take some time to think about her recent choices and possibly remember what exactly the foursome had done to not only her, but himself and beth over the last few months. edge didn't see anything wrong with what he did. the hall of famer was only doing right by the young woman he saw as a daughter.

finn tried taking a deep breath, but his mouth was moving before he could even think about what he was saying. "i'd walk away the other way before i do something i regret."

edge couldn't help but chuckle at finn's statement. the prince was already trying to act so tough? so intimidating? it didn't phase edge one bit. "wow, not even a hello? no how are you?" he playfully looked finn up and down, noting the second bandana in finn's pocket that most likely belonged to y/n. "why so hostile, finn?"

"you know why, don't play dumb with me." finn poked his finger into the rated r superstar's chest. "you know what you did to me, to y/n, to all of us! and you thought the best thing to do was take her away from us when you've ignored her for the last, what, six months? that's not very fatherly of you, adam. more cowardly than anything."

again, edge chuckled. his eyes were growing dark, and he dared himself to step even closer to finn. "i don't need you telling me what's very fatherly. as far as i'm concerned, she's better off without the four of you." he challenged, almost getting joy out of how angry finn was getting at him. "you let her get kicked into a table? she took a spear for you? you doubted her spot in the judgment day? y/n doesn't realize it yet, but the four of you have caused so much more harm than good." edge flashed that cocky smile at finn. "we can continue this conversation in the ring tonight. i'll see you soon."

watching edge walk away, practically reeking of revenge and pure anger, caused all of those feelings within finn to intensify. if he could have unleashed all of that anger backstage, he would have; but finn also knew one wrong move meant having to wait even longer to have y/n in the arms of her four partners again. he wasn't going to risk that, no matter how badly he wanted to wreak havoc.

finn could be patient. he'd wait the three weeks until wrestlemania to give edge a piece of his mind and see their princess again. those three weeks would be hell, but finn was also planning on throwing edge into the deepest pit of pain and agony once he got his hands on him.

only a little while longer, my prince.

*****

each day without her loves, without her family, was causing y/n to fall further into this spiral of sadness. nothing was the same anymore without dominik's laugh, rhea's hugs, damian's bodyguard-esque presence, or finn's kisses. the longer she went without her little family, the more y/n was spiraling into feelings she hadn't felt in a long time, if ever.

sure, she had JD. that was the closest thing y/n had to finn while being away from the judgment day. but it wasn't her finn. being at NXT without any of them by her side wasn't the same. y/n didn't even see the purpose anymore in coming to the PC to work. it was so much easier to hide in johnny and candace's guest room, the lights off and hidden under the covers with rhea's sweatshirt clutched in her hands. no matter how many times she wore damian's t-shirt or looked at goofy pictures with dom, nothing eased the aches in her body.

y/n had practically stopped answering her phone at that point. every text, every phone call, it was ignored and went without response day after day. it didn't matter who it was from, there was radio silence on her end. sometimes the gentle knocks from either candace or johnny on her temporary room even went unanswered. and while people were concerned, it felt like no one was going to do anything to fix it.

no one...except for one particular irishman.

when JD hadn't seen y/n at the PC, she stopped showing up to NXT, his texts and calls went unanswered, he knew he needed to check up on her. finn was trusting him to take care of y/n while she was away, and that meant doing whatever he needed to do for y/n to be even the slightest bit okay. what he didn't realize, even while walking up to the front door of johnny and candace's home, that she already was slipping even further into this deep hole. if JD would have waited any longer, there's no telling how much deeper princess would've fallen.

the hurried, repeated knocks at the front door pulled y/n from her cave of blankets and her partner's hoodies. there wasn't much that could do that as of recent, but she managed this time. she took her time going to the door and opening it, but the sight of JD brought tears to her eyes for a multitude of reasons. guilt, sadness, hurt, anxiety, even a little bit of hope. "you shouldn't be here-"

"y/n..." JD said softly, not even letting her finish her thoughts. his voice alone broke her even more, and before y/n could think twice JD had his arms around his friend in the tightest hug he could manage. he wasn't sure when the last time she got one of those hugs was, so he made note to do it now. to remind y/n she wasn't alone.

y/n wrapped her arms around JD and gripped onto him like her life depended on it. at this point, it basically did; this was the first time in weeks she had someone who wasn't her dad, hunter, or shawn around her. someone who was on her side and actually seemed as though they wanted the best for her. y/n's hands gripped onto JD as tight as she could and she finally let the tears loose down her cheeks. "i-i'm so sorry."

"don't be. you have no reason to be sorry." JD said softly, gently ushering y/n inside with his arms still around her. "come on, y/n. talk to me."

even though y/n wanted everything she was feeling to just pour out, she couldn't. the words were caught in her throat and everything she'd held in for the last month couldn't find its voice. the only thing she could manage were pathetic whines and whimpers, until finally some of those words were choked out. "i just want to go home."

JD's heart broke. he'd never understand why anyone thought taking her away from her family was the right answer. no one was paying attention and noticed that this wasn't helping the frustrations between the judgment day and edge, because they were too focused on themselves. everyone ignored the consequences of their actions.

maybe JD shouldn't have spoken up, but he could only find one answer to the sad statement that left y/n's lips. "who's stopping you?"

y/n's cries slowed down into sniffles and she slowly pulled back to look at JD. "they said i couldn't." the answer felt so simply, yet the solution was even easier. and it never once crossed her mind out of fear of the consequences.

"did they take your key? are they bothering to watch your every move?" JD asked softly, wiping the tears from y/n's cheeks. "you live there too, y/n. no one can stop you from going home. not to the place where you pay the bills with everyone else. the place you call home." JD gently rubbed her arms, managing to give her a smile. "go home, y/n."

again, the answer seemed so easy. the solution was self explanatory. but y/n didn't about it once, until JD mentioned it out of fear for how edge or her superiors would react. needless to say though, JD's words were enough for her to pack her bag and rush out to her parked car in the driveway - the jeep that hadn't moved in days since she stopped going to training sessions. even in the rare cold, florida rain, y/n was rushing home to her people with those same tears rushing down her cheeks.

while the drive wasn't long, it felt like an eternity until y/n was in the driveway of the home she shared with the four people she recognized as her family. she knew their travel schedules and saw everyone was home from their own vehicles being in the driveway and the dimly lit lights through the window, but even after parking and standing in the rain ready to start taking her life back, her legs didn't move.

y/n was terrified, worried someone would catch her and she'd have to face the consequences of going home before she was given permission. even though she didn't need permission, she stood in the rain for a solid five minutes debating if she should've even made the move. but eventually she did it; her tears mixed with the raindrops, and y/n made her way to the front porch before pulling out her phone. her shaky hands sent a quick text to rhea, the aussie being the first of her four partners to pop up in her messages, and waited for someone to hopefully give her the piece of mind she wanted so badly.

"let me in? please?"

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𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰/ 𝐑𝐡𝐞𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐲

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: all characters over the age of 18. Also, this post is for those over the age of 18!🔞

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ

𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞

𝐴 = 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 (𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥)

Rhea, or Mami, as you sometimes like to call her, has the same aftercare every time you have sex at home. After ravaging you utter and completely, she asks you how tired you are (which means she can run a shower, a bath or if you just want to be wiped with a warm flannel).

When you want a shower, Mami will light a few candles and make sure the water is running nice and warm for you. She'll hand you a wash cloth and ask if you want company or not.

If you want a bath, it usually means you want a bath with her. So, she puts in your favourite smelling bath bombs, or oils - whatever you prefer, and lights a lot of candles so you don't have to use the bathroom light. She has soft music playing, so you can lean against her.

And if you're too tired, she'll bring over a bowl of warm water and a wash cloth, to wipe you down everywhere. Making sure you feel cleaner.

𝐵 = 𝐵𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 (𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟’𝑠)

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟:

Her biceps; she worked really hard on them, but also her stretched ears (she worked really hard on them as well). Oh and her tattoos, honestly, she likes a lot about herself. That's one reason why she's so confident...

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮:

...Everything. She finds everything about you so sexy. The sound of your voice, the way you walk, your hands, the shampoo you use, the colour of your eyes, the way you look when you're concentrating so hard.

𝐶 = 𝐶𝑢𝑚 (𝐴𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑐𝑢𝑚)

Mami likes it when you cum in your underwear and she can take them with her. Especially when she's away, she'll bring them out and smell them while she plays with herself.

When you're together, she always loves to taste your cum. It's her favourite flavour.

𝐷 = 𝐷𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑆𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 (𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠)

You've both talked about your fantasies, and one of Rhea's is that she wants to fuck in the ring. She has wrestling sex fantasies where you're both in the ring and fighting/fucking.

𝐸 = 𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦? 𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔?)

Mami knows what she's doing. Even if she doesn't, she'd never let you know. It's always fake it til you make it, and for you, she always wants to put on her best face - make you feel like you're in safe hands.

For the majority of it, she knows what she's doing. She's experimented with men and women, as well as transgender men and women.

𝐹 = 𝐹𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑃𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 (𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔.)

She likes cowgirl, seeing you on top of her. Looking into your face, seeing your pretty expressions as you grind against one another. She also likes it so she can grab your ass and pull your hair.

𝐺 = 𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑓𝑦 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐)

Humorous at first; getting you riled up in mischevious ways - getting you smiling yet horny at the same time. And then when you start to become breathlesss, when you start to wriggle and squirm, then she becomes more and more serious.

𝐻 = 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑟 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦, 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑝𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

She's completey groomed - Mami waxes everything. It's for compeititons/matches. With the costumes being so short and tight, she has to.

𝐼 = 𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑦 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡…)

Rhea is very loving, she's hands-on, wanting to touch you everywhere. Mami feels like she can't get enough of you, like she needs to feel you, every part of you. She loves you, and wants to have her smell all over you, and all of you over her. It's an animalistic feeling.

𝐽 = 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑂𝑓𝑓 (𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛)

Nearly every night, or every second night. She has a lot of energy, and usually just masturbates for like an hour. It's more to kill time then anything. But she does think of you to jack off. She can't finish unless it's your face in her mind, well - your face and body... doing very naughty things.

𝐾 = 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑘 (𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠)

Mami lovess nipple play; pulling, pinching, sucking and biting. This kink is her own, and loves when she lays down and you just start sucking on her nipples, playing with them.

Rhea also likes wearing a dildo, especially this really girthy, large one. If she had a cock, it's exactly what it would look like. She likes when you suck it, and use it exactly as if it was a real cock.

Others include:

Using a blindfold

Handcuffs

Bondage

Spanking

Spitting

Edging

Dom/Sub

Praise kink

Mutual masturbation

𝐿 = 𝐿𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 (𝐹𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜)

At home, in the shower, in the bath, on the floor in the bedroom, on the kitchen bench, on the dining room table, the couch. Anywhere is here favourite.

𝑀 = 𝑀𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 (𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑜𝑛, 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔)

Hearing you whimper, watching you walk by without any pants on, when you suck on a lollipop, when you just come out of the shower and only have a towel on, when you're sweaty, when you're cleaning, when you've just woken up. There's too many ways to get Rhea going, it just has to be revolved around you - and she's ready to go.

𝑁 = 𝑁𝑂 (𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑑𝑜, 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑠)

Threesomes, or letting anyone else see you as she gets to. Mami is VERY possessive over you. She doesn't like others seeing your body. That might shock you, but Mami doesn't want anyone else. She isn't interested in anyone but you.

𝑂 = 𝑂𝑟𝑎𝑙 (𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙, 𝑒𝑡𝑐)

Complete 50/50. Both giving and receiving, because Mami is great at giving head, completely amazing at it. But you also like to please your Mami. You want to make her happy. So, you make sure that she'll never experience anything better.

𝑃 = 𝑃𝑎𝑐𝑒 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ? 𝑆𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙? 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

All of the above. Because once again, it depends.

If she's been apart from you, then Mami is fast and rough - trying to get all of you at once, kissing and biting because she hasn't been able to.

But if she's been at home and wants to treat you, then she's sensual and slow. Romantic - sweeping you off your feet. Making you feel treasured.

𝑄 = 𝑄𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑒 (𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥, ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑛, 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

Rhea prefers proper sex than quickies. She wants both of you to be satisfied. And if you don't have time for proper sex, then she'll wait until she has the time to sweep you off your feet. (side note: she's also very romantic, so that ties into it).

𝑅 = 𝑅𝑖𝑠𝑘 (𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑘𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐.)

You actually have a sex bucket list! That's one of the reasons why you guys have such a packed drawer full of sex toys. But you can also find different kinds of lube in there, costumes, etc.

𝑆 = 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑔𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟, ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡…)

Depends.

After working out; three times. After a match (that she's won) five times. After a match that she's lost only once (and you're the one to initiate).

If it's her day off, then you could go three times morning, lunch and dinner. She can go for a long time as well. She really likes building up the pressure.

𝑇 = 𝑇𝑜𝑦 (𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑦𝑠? 𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚? 𝑂𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠?)

YES? OF COURSE SHE DOES! What a stupid question. There's a whole drawer full of different coloured dildos, butt plugs, nipple clamps, hand-cuffs, whips, paddles.

She actually laughed at the 50 Shades of Grey movie.

Mami likes to use a dildo on you, but she really likes nipple clamps on her. Doing that together causes a whirlwind of moans and cries.

𝑈 = 𝑈𝑛𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟 (ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒)

She loVES to tease you, but as soon as you tease her, she can't handle it. It's like a short circiut in her brain. She can dish it but can't take it.

Rhea loves making you call her Mami, and moan as loud as you can. It's very gratifying for her.

Lightly touching you; especially in public. For example, pressing against your back and wrapping an arm around your waist. Or quickly kissing your neck.

She'll pick up your hand and kiss your palm and wrist. Her hot breath an overwhelming feeling.

𝑉 = 𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒)

She doesn't make a lot of loud noises, but Rhea does have these beautiful moans that sound like actual heaven. On the flip side, she also has these animalistic grunts and snarls; both turn you on. How couldn't they? It all depends whether she's pleasuring you or you're giving her pleasure.

𝑊 = 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑑 (𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒)

Likes to leave black lipstick marks all over your face before events. Commentators have said how they see the marks going down your neck and ... then they had the opponent thrown at the commentators table.

𝑋 = 𝑋-𝑅𝑎𝑦 (𝐿𝑒𝑡’𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠, 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠)

Rhea is very muscled and toned. Big, strong shoulders, thick biceps, big hands and long fingers. She's got a six pack and a firm ass. Rhea looks like an actual fighter.

𝑌 = 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 (𝐻𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒?)

Quite a high sex drive, she gets a thrill from dominating others. But she also loves to be dominated (but somehow all the while it feels like she's still in control some how). But she's into quality over quantity; if she can get out her energy in a productive way during sex, then her drive lessens greatly. But if you've been apart from each other for a long time then she's immediately going to jump you as soon as she sees you.

𝑍 = 𝑍𝑍𝑍 (… ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠)

She takes a while to drift off - especially if she's had a restful day. But if it's after a match she's out like a light. You'll be in the middle of a conversation and then just start hearing this snoring coming from your left side and you roll your eyes. (It's a canon event)

[rainchyna]

⌗ ˚ ͙◌˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝐇𝐇𝐇 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟗𝟎𝘀˖ ࣪ .ִֶָ

(f!reader, fluff, language, mentions of drug and alcohol use, smuttish, i've lost my touch i fear)

⏾ you didn't really care for hunter when he first joined the wwf. you didn’t exactly know who he was, you just saw him around backstage. he wasn’t exactly memorable to you, he had the basic wrestler look. 6’3, blond, muscular. not much to think about.

⏾ hunter, on the other hand, had his eyes on the prize way before signing with wwf. you had been established in the company as women’s champion at the time, the company heavily relied on you as their top female draw. you were great, the fans loved you, and your merch sold.

⏾ after he was signed, he’d just admire you from afar, you were so effortlessly cool. you've always been his wrestling crush. you were beyond talented, bombshell of a beauty, so, so sweet, and well liked by everyone. of course everyone liked you, look at you. the things he would’ve done to even be near you.

⏾ hunter began hanging out with shawn (who had essentially recruited him for the kliq) almost immediately. you and shawn were really good friends at the time, as vince had put the tag team belts on you and shawn as a joke. shawn could immediately tell that hunter had a thing for you, the way he could barely pull a proper "hello" when you're around immediately gave it away. hunter's eyes would be glued to your face, and up and down your body, he'd immediately smile and look away, slightly blushing when you'd even glance at him.

"dude, what's all that about?"

"don't. don't even, I just-.. she's.. wow."

"do you want me to introduce you-"

"yes, please."

⏾ you were somehow, magically, (backstage politically, shawn michaels sends his regards) dragged into a romance angle with hunter. he was the new signing, and the company wanted to give him a little push. so, now you two were forced to be around each other a lot. you dropped the tag belts soon there after, but kept the women's championship.

⏾ he had kept his french aristocrat gimmick from wcw, but instead of Jean Paul Levesque, he was now Hunter Hearst Helmsley. you were his ‘wife’, y/n y/l/n-helmsley, you escorted him into the ring, interfered in his matches, and cut promos with him. you spent a lot of time on and off the road with him, it's not like either of you had a choice.

⏾ you two slowly became friends, though the dynamic was a bit weird at first since he seemed to be a big fan of you. he kept up some of his 'aristocratic' behaviours, he was trying so hard to win you over. he'd hold doors open for you, always keep as seat open for you, push chairs in and out for you, carry your stuff whether it's a bag or a championship belt.

⏾ and warm up to him, you did. you thought he was really sweet, even though he'd give you 'funny eyes' when you worked out together. hunter was always complimenting you, your matches, your gear, your looks, anything. if he could find a way into your heart, he sure was going to sweet-talk his way there.

"your match was so good earlier, I watched the whole thing."

"yeah, I know. I saw you at the commentary table, burning holes into my body."

"how could I not? you're so talented, and you looked so damn gorgeous."

⏾ a friendship was beginning to blossom between you two, he was actually genuinely so lovely. it was nice for once to not be the only one sober when the rest of the kliq were either drunk or stoned off their mind. you two became the friend groups 'parents', and were often left alone when shawn, kev, scott and sean were passed out.

⏾ you could talk to him for hours about the most random things ever, whether it was wrestling, music, life, ways to get the idiots on the floor to sober up, it was just so easy to talk to him. you two had a whole lotta chemistry in real life, and it translated into the ring.

⏾ having you almost as a 'mentor' to his french gentleman character was constantly messing with his brain. it was like the really hot, popular girl tutoring the new guy in class.

⏾ you were trying to hard to teach him how to cut a babyface promo, but he just couldn't do it the way you wanted him to. he was just a natural heel. you ended up convincing vince to turn you both heel, as it would've been better for him. but, as you turned heel, vince wanted you two to turn up the sexual element of your on screen relationship.

⏾ you were now all over each other at all times, you were wearing shorter dresses, unbuttoning his white shirt before matches for him, he was constantly groping you and kissing your neck, just touchy.

⏾ you two immediately became significantly closer. the tension from your fake relationship spilling into your friendship. it was obvious, something was happening here.

⏾ you two were now hanging out without shawn, or the chaos of the kliq, just one on one. you work out together in hotel gyms, go on coffee runs because the coffee in the arena sucks, eat together in catering way before or after lunch breaks so you can be with each other in peace. sometimes, you'd just sit together just to be in each other's presence.

⏾ you and hunter were entering the mutual crush phase, and it was so beyond obvious to everyone around you.

⏾ shawn was your biggest fan, no one wanted you two to get together more than he did. he was always teasing you two, making loud kissing noises when you and hunter were doing literally anything, 'your girlfriend' to hunter's face when you were right there. shawn would even purposefully create situations where you and hunter had to be basically breathing each other's air. whether it's him taking up more space in cars so you'd be forced to sit on hunter's lap, or talking one of the boys who didn’t need much convincing into locking you two in a a tiny closet.

⏾ then degeneration-x formed, you two couldn't escape each other now.

⏾ shawn lobbied hard for you and hunter to be in the faction, and it was immediate perfection. it became a public secret that you and hunter had something going on, everyone backstage was so aware of it, and the fans began seeing it during shows. it was obvious it wasn't just the 'y/n and hunter are married' thing, even commentary would make jokes about it.

⏾ it went from casual friends, to close friends, to no one really knows what's going in with you two. now became stolen glances, hidden touches, whispered words, longing looks, painful yearning. hunter was always hugging you, his arms were always around your shoulders or you waist, hand glued to your hip, heart eyes.

⏾ you two were almost always cuddled up, hunter didn't care if people talked, he was obsessed with you. he wanted to always be near you, to be the one who made you laugh, to be the one who made you feel safe and love. he would even kiss your head and cheeks, he didn't care who saw. the relentless teasing was worth it, all the jokes and the stares. it was all worth those couple minutes of intimacy.

⏾ but he wanted more, both of you did.

⏾ it all boiled up to a moment when are four of you were on the road. shawn had stopped the car, and him and chyna went into a convenient store to buy some snacks and drinks. you and hunter were sitting in the back seat when he turned to you, and asked;

"why aren't i your boyfriend?"

"you haven't asked me-"

"can you please be my girlfriend? like please?"

"yeah, i would love that."

⏾ by the time shawn and chyna came back, you two were busy making out, not paying attention to anything but each other. shawn loudly knocked on the window, "happy for you, idiots, but not in my car." he said, chyna laughing in the background.

⏾ hunter is so obsessed with you.

⏾ hunter is also such a jealous boyfriend. it took him so long to finally have you all to himself, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let you get away from him. he fucking hated the way some wrestlers backstage looked at you, sometimes even the fans at ringside pissed him off. you were his, and his alone.

⏾ he would possessively show you off. if someone in particular was annoying him, he'd pull you as close as possible to him, sometimes on his lap if he could. he'd hold and kiss you while holding eye contact with that person. he didn't give a fuck, you were his.

⏾ he'd also refuse to let you out of his sight. if you had a match, or a promo, he's there watching, the furthest he could be was gorilla. if you had to change, he was in your locker room. he was always there, but he had limits, of course. if you wanted to be left alone, he respected your boundaries.

⏾ he was so protective of you, so, so protective. he hates seeing you upset, or bothered. he would do anything to make his girl happy. he didn't care if he had to spend his entire cheque spoiling you, hunter would go to hell back to see you smile.

"is that a diamond fucking ring?"

"anything for my baby."

⏾ loves, loves, loves when you ask him to give you head. that man is a munch, i don't care what anyone thinks. especially as he gets older, baby, that alone gets him off.

⏾ absolutely adores seeing you in his clothes, specifically in his leather jackets.

⏾ super touchy. whether it's a hand around your waist, around your shoulders, finger hooked on a belt loop on your pants. hunter always needs contact, especially when emotions are high. you're the only person who he could feel genuinely and wholly vulnerable with.

⏾ huge on cheek and forehead kisses

⏾ genuinely, has a sexual thing for you sitting his lap. has something to do with him being so much bigger than you.

⏾ massive daddy kink, even worse sir kink.

⏾ also has thing for seeing you in his merch, or anything with his name on it.

⏾ literally gets so annoyed and straight up upset when you have to do anything. he wants you to just sit back and relax, he wants to take care of you all the time. hates seeing you up on your feet doing something he could do for you. he gets borderline embarrassed.

“where are you going?”

“to get.. water..?”

“water? mhm, what else do you want?”

“uhm.. a sandwich…?”

“seat your ass the fuck down, then.”

⏾ you’re so beyond spoiled in this relationship. want a sandwich? he’ll start with making his own bread from scratch. need a change of clothes? here’s his comfiest hoodie, while he does your laundry. want to paint your nails? gel, or regular polish? you want a diamond ring? do you want that lab grown or naturally mined?

⏾ when he began growing his beard, he became absolutely in love with you trimming and cleaning it up for him. he closeness, having you on his lap, the bathroom smells like aftershave and your perfume, your clothes are slightly damp and he can’t get that silly smile of his face for you to actually work.

⏾ you’re his bestest friend :(

⏾ constantly reminds you that he loves you, mostly because he’s loves hearing you telling him you love him back.

⏾ gets the most raging boners when you tug on his hair. like, this man is borderline whimpering when your fingers barely graze his scalp.

⏾ the second you’re on your knees for him, he loses his mind. it’s like he can’t breathe anymore.

⏾ LIVES between your thighs. his eyes barely open, licking and sucking, he’s humping the bed beneath him. it’s gets him off so much. (i’m obsessed w this can u tell)

⏾ sit on his face, smother him. his nose takes care of your clit. (iykyk)

⏾ “angel” and “baby” are his favourite nicknames for you.

⏾ one of his favourite things to do was to rub the fact that you’re his in the faces of your fanboys. he lived for it, it gave him an excuse to be all over you on national television. the explicitness of dx also added to him being just inappropriate on live television.

“see this? see all of this? *actively groping you*, i get to have this gorgeous, sexy woman all to myself *more groping ofc*. and you pathetic scums can’t have her, you can just watch. *groping intensifies*”

“suck it? i mean, as long as it’s this pretty little thing”

⏾ (stupidly) flirts with you like his life depends on it

“ya come here often?”

“??? we both work here.”

⏾ 5939/10, need him. need him bad

[raenizza]

In n' Out (NSFW)

Summary: Jey Uso uses you as his own personal Fleshlight for the night.

Characters/Pairings: Jey Uso x Black Reader, Jey Uso x Black OC, Jey Uso x Reader

Word Count: 2,429

Warnings: Cawk Sucking, Angry/Sassy Jey, Cursing and Ushy Gusy noises

Author’s Note: Hello My Loves!! It feels like forever since I’ve written something for you guys so I thought since I have all this free time, why not give you a little NSFW treat?

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After a long and dreadful road trip, you finally got to settle inside of the 5-star hotel room, you and Jey shared together. The hotel was so big, you thought for a quick second at how much space the “living room” area was. 

You couldn’t wait to explore the place and its entirety. But first things first, sleep. You decided to look for the bedroom, upon discovering its well-decorated beauty you flopped your aching body tirelessly on the bed. 

Resting your feet directly on top of a pillow that Jey had placed on the end of the bed for you. 

You took a deep breath in and closed your eyes as you felt yourself finally feeling relaxed and at peace, while also thinking about your husband accompanying you and sharing the moment with you.

Also coming into thought on how he decided to “quickly” handle some business downstairs before coming back up. Thinking about this alone, made you feel a bit agitated. You want-, no no no, you need him all to yourself this time. No ifs or buts about it. Just you and your man. 

You calmed yourself down a bit as you came to a realization that he might be really tired after working on whatever the hell he doing. And just as that thought crossed your mind, you heard the hotel door slam open. The sudden bang shook you up instantly.

You immediately ran to the living space of the hotel room, watching your man storm in with such anger. Clearly, somebody pissed his ass off to the highest point. 

“FUCK BROO!!” Jey yelled out as he sped through the living and towards the bedroom, not even making eye contact, he headed straight to his suitcases and bags. 

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” You asked in a concerning manner. 

“FUCKING ASSHOLE BRUH!!!” Jey yelled out once again. He was searching for something in his bag but couldn’t find it. 

“Baby! Just tell me what it is and I can help you find it!” You screamed back at him, trying to offer help. But it was no use, he just ignored you and kept scrambling across the room. 

He started looking under the bed, in the drawers of the nightstand, and then back to his luggage. He looked like a madman as he continued his vigorous search in the bedroom. Jey’s face was red and filled with rage and anger.  

You knew he was really angry because of his use of foul language and the volume of his voice lowered. The nigga got quiet all of a sudden, which scared you indefinitely. Jey was moving so fast, he was practically sprinting from the living room space to the bathrooms to the kitchen and then back to the bedroom. 

You didn’t want to make him more angry than he already is but you really wanted to help him in every way possible.

“Baby, please whatever it is-” Before you can even finish, he pulled up from looking under the couch. 

“You wanna help?!!” He said in a distressed tone. He walked right up to you as if you were a threat. 

“YES! I just want to help you find whatever you’re looking for You don’t have to act like- ” He cuts you off immediately.  You felt his heavy breath over your face. This was the first time he actually looked at you. His eyes were dark and emotionless. You narrowed yours right back at him with softness and innocence.

“ACT LIKE WHAT??!!” He screamed, at this point shouting to you as if you were 10 feet away.

“LIKE  A DAMN ASSHOLE!” You shouted right back to him. Jey gives her a deathly glare, shocked by your response.

At this point, you start to realize that you don’t appreciate the way Jey is acting. And as of this moment, you know that he’s been frustrated and angry before, but not like this. Not ever, like this. You understand that he is upset and may need some space to cool down but it doesn’t give him the right to release that energy on you.

Jey took a step back to continue his search for whatever he was in search of, but he stopped midway in his tracks. He looked back at you and felt bad. Not only for just how he reacted but also for his whole attitude in general.

“C’mere.” His voice was hoarse from all the screaming. You obliged and walked slowly towards him. He grabbed you by the waist, then let his left hand trail up towards your neck, wrapping his thick fingers around your throat, and pulling your face close to his.

He kissed you deeply. His tongue swirled in your mouth, dominating yours. You moaned against his movements and the grip he had on your slender throat. He wanted you, desperately. You started to massage his bulge through his sweatpants. 

“Mhmm.” he growled at your touch. His aggressive nature turned you on, which raised your boldness. You started to untie his pants in between kisses, pulling them down, and exposing his bright red boxers. 

Breaking away from the kiss, you immediately went down on your knees, getting into a position to satisfy his flesh. As you pulled his thick brown shaved 5-inch peen out and began stroking it, he bucked his hips towards you. Groaning at each and every stroke. You spat on your hand, making it wet and slippery. You placed his tip on your lips as you began nibbling, but then he stopped you.

“Wait, wait. First Lesson. You wait for MY instruction. You understand?” he said to you in a husky tone. You nodded in response.

“When I give you permission to wrap yo mouth around my dick that’s when you go down, got it?” 

“Mhmm,” you said shaking your head. 

“Now keep stroking my dick. There you go. Mhmm There you go, Mama” You stroked him slow and steady. Not breaking eye contact with him. His tatted chest heaving as he watches you stroke him. 

“Sexy ass lips. So full and plump. Yea, that shit feels so good.” Jey moaned out to you as you continued to stroke his thick 7-inch dick pulling your face closer toward him.

“Slowly, slowly. That’s it. There you go. Oooooo. Just the tip baby, we goin’ work it. We goin get it all the way down ya throat.” He says to you staring deep into your big brown eyes.

“Stroke that. Stroke that shit, baby.  Just look at me and nod. Uh-huh.” You looked right at him, nodding in agreeance. 

“Look at me. Keep your eyes on me. Keep your eyes on me, Mama.” Without breaking contact Jey slightly tapped his tip up against your lips. 

“Open ya mouth now.” He says as he inserts himself into your warm mouth.

“Good girl. Take a lil more. That’s it.” Inching his entire tip into you. Your mouth widened at his girth and length.  This is only the tip you thought to yourself, and you are already struggling. You slowly bobbed your head back and forth on him, tasting him on your tongue. His precum tasted oh so sweet as slid across your tastebuds. The wet sounds of your mouth sucking his tip filled the room. 

Jey started to feel himself get angsty as he wanted more of your warmness around you. His hand surrounds your throat once again, guiding you to his next movements.

“You trust me?” He asks to you. 

“Mhmm.” You moaned against his tip, causing him to groan in response.

“Imma fuck ya throat, okay? Don’t fight me. Don’t fight me, open ya mouth baby.”

You opened your mouth wide enough for Jey to slide his entire length inside. He felt so thick and big against the inside of your cheeks. Jey continued to grind himself into you, slowly fucking your throat. His tip just barely reaches the back of your throat.

“Uuuhhhh Just stay loose for me baby.” You tried to loosen yourself up more for him.  

“You so fuckin’ pretty with my dick in your mouth.” He watches you as you take him whole. Fucking your throat deeply, teasing him into wanting to feel the inside of you so badly.  Your mouth wasn’t enough for him at the moment.

“Fuckkkkk.”He blurted out as his balls started to slam against your chin.  He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed you right now.

“C’mere.” Jey says as he pulls himself out of you, picking you up just by the throat and arm, he throws you over his shoulder. Jey sped to the bedroom, immediately throwing you on the bed. He finished undressing himself as he hopped on the mattress, undressing you. He started rip your shirt and jeans off in one swift motion. 

“I need you right fucking now.” Jey growled to you as rips your panties, exposing your glistening, wet pussy. You were so taken aback by his abruptness that you couldn’t even speak.

“Baby please,” you whispered to him. Jey ignored you as you as he slid his thumb across your clit. Rubbing your slit with your juices covering his fingers, he bent down, his face just inches away from your wet pussy. Jey watched you throw your head back.

“Mhmm Babe.” signaling him to enter just a finger in, he wanted to so bad, just looking at your reaction to his gestures teases him just a slight bit. He brought himself closer to you, his breath hovering over your entrance, lips grazing just at the slit of your pussy. Grillz gleaming.

“Fuck, please just-” He pulled himself back. Remembering quickly that he is in control and whatever he says goes. 

“Nah. Sit up.” He got back up and placed himself at your entrance. Sliding his brown dick up and down your pussy, covering himself with your juices. 

Jey took himself in, feeling every bit of your warm insides, your tight wet walls hugging his thick hard long man meat. You loved feeling him inside of you, he began thrusting himself, without warning. 

Shifting his body in missionary, you felt his movements quicken with every stroke. His forceful manner displays all in the way he’s fucking you. 

“Mhmm baby easy-” you pleaded. 

“Shut up.” He responded swiftly with no hesitation. Jey’s mission wasn’t to soften you up, he wanted to fuck you. Deep, Long, and Hard. That was his mission. Jey wanted you now and only you. 

“You goin take every inch of dis dick, understand?” He said breathlessly in between strokes. 

“Fuckkk.” Jey moaned out as he watched you arch your back and moan in ecstasy. He loved every single moment of it, which turned him on even more, causing him to fuck you even faster.

His skin, now slapping against yours, floods the room. His hot breathing and moans echo in your ear. Jey was not stopping and you didn’t want him to either. As he continues to stroke himself deep into you, all you can think of is how much you need this. How much you wanted him to take control of you and tell you what you needed to do.

Jey made sure that you felt all of him inside of you.  You felt that shit all in your stomach. You started to tap him on his side, signaling him to slow down a bit, since you started to feel a slight discomfort. He carefully obliged and kissed you on your cheek. 

“I’ll go a little slow now, baby, I’m sorry.” He whispers to you as his strokes start to lessen in speed. Jey pulled your hip away from his and began massaging your thigh, although he was a bit aggressive, he doesn’t want to hurt you in the process of pleasuring you. He would never do no shit like that to you.

“It’s okay, Mama, just take it easy on me.” He looked at you, deep and lustful. He kisses you all over, focusing mainly on your forehead. 

Jey placed one of his fingers over your clit as he uses the other to lift one of your legs. He positioned himself directly in front of you as he pulled up not breaking any eye contact. The first thought that raced in your mind was “oh damn, this nigga is about to go poundtown.” 

And that is exactly what he did. Jey started to pound himself into you in a way that wasn’t so hard as the first time around. He rubbed your clit and gave you little smooches in the process. 

“Shitttt” Jey muttered under his breath. Feeling every bit down to his balls slapping against your anus. Jey was putting in work and was not planning on stopping until you gave the say-so. 

The room was filled with the love sounds you two made, his grunting, and your moans. The only thing that rushed through your head was how good it felt to have him on top and inside of you. Pleasuring you every second, feeling him fucking you, his dick going  In n’ Out. 

You felt a warm and tingling sensation down in your abdomen, feeling yourself getting close to climax as you tighten yourself around his dick. 

“Fuck, bae you gripping my shit huh” he whispered his hot breath into your ear. 

“You close baby?” He asked looking at you.

“Yesss” you moaned out to him looking right back at him, as your nails dug into his back, marking him. He loves it when you do that, it makes him want you to come even more. 

“Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, please, please” you said in between each stroke. 

“Cum on this dick, baby” Jey in a deep and passionate tone. 

“Cum right on your dick. That’s it, that’s right. Get your nut baby. Get your fucking nut.” As he talks you through your orgasm, over and over again your legs start to shake. He started to kiss you, softly, as his strokes began to slow in pace. He held you close and tight, as you wrapped both your arms and legs around him. 

“Damn. That was-” Your eyes rolled back

“Yeah.” He said as he rolled on his back, pulling you on top of him.

“Baby, did you even-”

“I’ll get mine, I was just focused on you.” He says while holding you to his chest as you both lay in bed together. The only noise that could be heard was the sound of heavy breathing coming from both of you. 

“What were you looking for anyways?”  You breaking the silence.

“Don’t worry. I already found it.” He said with a smirk.

[graveyardhorror]

TERROR TWINS yandere!headcanons

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RHEA RIPLEY

-extremely possessive and territorial, she doesn't like when people get near you let alone touch you; all kinds of pda are her ways of letting the world know you are off the dating market

-doesn't share or tolerate people that joke about you two separating or inviting others into your relationship, hates it and will be vocal (sometimes physical) about it

-you are now her favorite person for the rest of eternity, it comes with pros and cons; she is a devoted and doting lover just jealous and possessive, dates with her are romantic and detailed just ignore the way she glares at anyone who even glances your way

-she's most comfortable behind closed doors where it's just the two of you with no one else causing unnecessary distractions, where you can exist and love each other in peace

-not the worst yandere to be with but definitely the most obvious yandere lol

DAMIAN PRIEST

-giver and a taker but mostly a giver, will do anything you ask and then still give more; all five love languages combined are his love language

-can be a bit dramatic when you get mildly injured and end up smothering you with affection and other unnecessary dotting; once you tripped while going up the stairs and now he always carries you bridal-style every time you have to pass through stairs

-obsessed but knows how to keep it subtle-ish when you're in public, knows exactly what he's doing with pda because he somehow knows how people will react and what they'll say when he plays his part right

-when alone is when he truly breaks free from subtlety, cuddling always, never leaving your side even if you're just getting a glass of water, stares at you with hearts in his eyes, plans your life together in his head when you have your first date

-the type of yandere to not seem so obvious and instead seems like the perfect loving partner that others wish to have

★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★・・・・・・★

[wwereaderinserts]

Can you do a wedding headcanon with Randy orton pls?

Wedding Day with Randy Orton

Randy pulls out all the stops for you when planning everything out

Anything you want for the wedding, you’ll get it

Money is absolutely no object, he just wants to give you the wedding of your dreams

On the day of the wedding, he’s more nervous than he’s prepared to let on

But that’s only because he wants everything to be perfect

And he can’t wait to see you walking down the aisle to him

When he’s at the altar waiting for you in his best tux, he hears the bridal march start to play and he eagerly turns to look towards the start of the aisle

He swears his heart either skipped two beats or stopped altogether the second he laid eyes on you there

You’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen

Even though he promised himself he wouldn’t cry, he sheds a happy tear at the sight of you making your way down the aisle to him with the biggest smile on your face

Randy can’t take his eyes off of you when you’re standing right in front of him

He writes his own vows, showcasing his most vulnerable side in front of your entire family and friends in attendance

He’s staring into your eyes the entire time and he gets so choked up while he’s declaring his undying, everlasting love for you

Naturally, seeing him all choked up sets you off when you’re reading your own vows out to him

Randy is pulling you into him for one of the most tender yet passionate kisses the very second the officiant finishes saying “You may now seal your union with a kiss.”

You’re both equally as absolutely elated to be marrying each other's best friend, the love of your lives, your soulmate

You truly do get the wedding you’ve always dreamed of having and then some

[stunnajit]

⋆˚࿔ 𝙎𝙀𝙓𝙔 𝘽𝙊𝙔 𝙏𝙊𝙔 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🍓

🍓~ 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 “𝗦𝗲𝘅𝘆 𝗕𝗼𝘆 𝗧𝗼𝘆” , 𝘄𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 {𝟭𝟴+} 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀!

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🍓~ 𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀:

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: All, if not most of these imagines will have exclusive content so minors DNI!!

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: These Imagines will include wrestlers from the WWE (such as Smackdown, Raw and NXT). The WWF (Smackdown and Raw), WCW and will maybe include back in the day FCW.

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: Black women will ONLY be used as face claims in these imagines. As a black woman myself, I can’t see anything else!

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: Imagines will be based off of Michael Jackson, The Jacksons/The Jackson five songs! (Songs that are put out or unreleased)

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: I will also be using wrestlers real first names instead of the character names they play/played on television.

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: Male superstars will not only be featured, divas/women superstars will be also. <3.

‘&

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི: Yes I know half, if not all of the superstars I use in these imagines are married. This is only for fun!

🍓: 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀, 𝗘𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗱:

🍓ྀི ~ Fluff, Romantic/Flirty and No Dirty Talk

ʚ🍓ɞ ~ Lightly Explicit, Slight Dirty Talk and Touching/Teasing

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( づ🍓 ~ Dark and Very Explicit, Vaulger Language, BDSM, Graphic, May be Triggering (It will hardly ever be triggering but if so I will put a warning!)

Requests are optional and always welcome! Feel free to also follow me on Twitter and Bluesky @/jazzybuggy (Don’t put the ‘/‘)

I have a book called “Why Did I get Married¿” If you’re interested it’s out now on wattpad! @/stunnajit (The same as my @ on here and don’t put the ‘/‘)

The master list is coming so I hope you guys enjoy!

[houseofripley]

Furniture Shopping With Rhea Headcanons

havent been able to work on writing for the past two days so heres a treat mwah

spending almost the entire day inside IKEA

you'd keep little snacks in your bag because you knew rhea would be starving halfway through the store

testing out e v e r y couch together

then testing them all out again cause you were indecisive

she’d disappear for like twenty minutes and when she finally came back to you she had the poutiest face

“i got lost.”

then not letting you out her sight the rest of the day

rhea would absolutely STRESSING over measurements

“we NEED a blåhaj”

“wait, no, a…djungelskog”

wrapping her hands around your waist from behind anytime you were standing in an isle

buying rainbow totes for the both of you

spending fifteen minutes debating what silverware set to get

“rhe’, small spoons are just better!”

“yeah i’m sure you know a lot about small spoons.”

forcing her to take selfies with you in the iconic blue bucket hats

"what if we kissed in the ikea light isle..."

wouldn’t let you lift any heavy boxes because she wanted to show off

"i don't think we can fit all this in the truck..."