#anyway I'm currently being extremely sweet and loving towards that person and saying I give her my love whenever she insults me

[marietheran]

...Am I the only person who finds this a very curious combination of words to use in one sentence?

[mostlikelythedevil]

i can't sleep, so i'm going to bless you all with a dream i had the other night ft. the bloodline, kevin owens, and sami zayn.

a friend of mine (unidentified in dream, but i believe female?) and i are backstage at an event. i am wearing a kevin owens shirt, and i have a red bloodline beanie on my belt. fuck if i know what my friend was wearing. but we're looking out of this giant window, and the area we're in is quiet, and the view is just gorgeous - like new york, almost. we're talking about how i've really grown fond of sami in terms of attractiveness (because while he's cute, he's certainly not my typical type).

so who pops up? sami, of course! in a fucking crane. outside of the window. grinning as if he's been blessed by my attraction to him. now, i don't quite remember our conversation (oh, should i mention he casually broke through the window, climbed out of the crane, and just started speaking to us as if it was fucking normal?), but i do remember a little bit of flirting. something like: "well, i'm just very flattered, you're very sweet, oh you're a big fan of kev? i just know he'd love you, etc." he was definitely eating it up with that little grin that he does, you know the one.

eventually, sami invites us to the 'exclusive' area. now, you might be thinking that this is some lounge backstage. you're very, very, extremely wrong. no, you see, sami takes my friend and i to this area with a ring. it's not the ring, but it's a ring backstage surrounded by glass flooring. yes, glass. i know, i know, what a hazard. anyways, sami turns to us, and he tells us to follow him.

he. goes. under. the. ring.

like any normal people, we excitedly and obediently follow! underneath the ring is this giant hole of water, and sami hops right on in. he tells us to trust the current, not to fight it. and he disappears into a void of water. so we follow! because that's normal and sami told us to do it, so it's obviously safe.

this water- it's not really water as much as it is slime. it's not sticky or anything like that, but it's thick and we're not really wet or anything. it's hard to describe, really. the current is strong, but we let it carry us instead of flipping out. we swirl and turn and do all of these sickening movements before we end up at a clearing of sorts, outside of the weird water. it's small; it's only got this ladder leading down into something. so, we go.

at the bottom of the ladder, there's this big room surrounded by the weird water but not consumed by it. in the middle of the room, there's a table large enough to house at least twenty, fitted with chairs. there's a monitor of the actual ring in one of the corners. and there's sami zayn, sitting at one of the chairs with a grin. he welcomes us to the exclusive hangout, and he tells us that he's invited a few friends to join.

sami talks bashfully about his time in the ring, trying to flirt every now and then. i'm sitting beside him, and my friend sits across from me. he doesn't move to touch me or anything, but he's clearly enamoured. blushing and smiling and almost being a schoolboy with his flirtations.

sometime soon after, kevin pops out of the void with this indescribably flirtatious cockiness about him. he's got the smirk, the puffed chest, but he's still acting like kevin, if that makes any sense. and when he sees the shirt i'm wearing? it's over. he thanks sami for inviting him down, commenting that he's thrilled to be around two lovely people. he comes over, says i'm in his chair. weird because there's a million around, but i apologize and stand. he sits down, and without missing a beat, pulls me into his lap with my legs dangling toward sami and my arm thrown around his neck. i'm a blushing mess. sami playfully scolds kevin. kevin says something about me being a fan ("oh come on, she's a fan! isn't that right, sweetheart?" is what i personally like to imagine).

sami is clearly a little jealous at all of the attention i'm giving kevin because he keeps looking over with this little bit of a sad look as he's talking to my friend. meanwhile, kevin and i are talking amongst ourselves very lightly, giggling and being entirely too close together. one of his hands is behind my back, supporting me, and the other is rubbing soothing circles on my thigh. he is 100% a cocky douchebag, definitely giving 2015-16 vibes.

in pops roman reigns. he is uncharacteristically nice - for the time being, thanking sami for letting him know about the guests (friend and i). roman shows a little distaste toward kevin's treatment of me, making some kind of comment under his breath (i like to think it was a simple "what the hell is wrong with you" type of comment). he tells sami that the rest of the bloodline will be along shortly. roman proceeds to engage in conversation with the friend mostly due to the fact that kevin might have well claimed me at this point.

jimmy comes barreling in first, laughing his ass off. jey follows, also laughing. it's something to do with solo, but neither man can calm down enough to spit it out. a few moments pass and solo comes in, absolutely fucking drenched in water. sami comments that that's the reason you shouldn't fight the current. solo tells him to shut the hell up. the twins calm their laughing to snickering. and as everything calms, the other three members of the bloodline seem to notice us (friend and i).

jey comes straight at kevin with the "why the hell she in your lap" type of talk. he sees the bloodline beanie hanging from my belt and tells kevin that he's clearly had his time, now it's time for the bloodline to get to know me. kevin snaps back that i'm perfectly fine with him. i stay silent. i'm not trying to get my ass beat here in the exclusives lounge. sami tells everyone to calm down, that this is supposed to be a nice time for everyone.

in the spirit of keeping things light, kevin sends me out of his lap and across the room to the three other members of the bloodline. jimmy has already taken a seat. jey, though, puts on a nasty smile to piss kevin off and asks very bluntly which member of the bloodline i'd like the honor of sitting on. sami jumps in with how it's inappropriate and i don't have to answer. jey pushes for an answer. solo finds a seat, though he's staring. i eventually mumble out that i most like solo. jey doesn't take it too hard, but he's obviously a little jealous. playfully, though, he makes some comment toward his younger brother ("look at you lil bro, our little sweetheart here likes you" or something mayhaps) and pushes me into his lap. i stumble a bit and end up in a much more compromising position than with kevin; i'm more or less straddling solo.

kevin immediately starts to protest. sami does what he can to calm him, but he's looking much more upset now that i'm with solo. solo and i are just kinda frozen, his hands resting on my lower back/ass area. i awkwardly adjust to sit on him as i had kevin. solo is much less intimate than kevin, but he does lean in my ear and whisper something about being a fan ("so, you a fan of mine, huh, baby?" yesyesyes). i'm blushing. my friend is chatting up jimmy.

jey suggests that we play a verbal game of some kind. we all agree. he immediately turns and asks me and my friend to list everyone in the room off in the order we'd most like to fuck them. again, there is an uproar from sami. but, we eventually agree. my friend lists off roman, jimmy, jey, sami, solo, and then kevin. roman takes a sudden interest in her. i, hiding my face behind a wall of red blush, bashfully call out the order: kevin and solo are tied, jey, sami and roman are tied, and jimmy. jimmy tells me that he and jey should be tied as they're twins. jey laughs and says it's the attitude. sami looks upset. roman looks offended. kevin and solo are staring each other down with murder in their eyes.

and that's all i really remember. it's a lot more than i thought it would be in all honesty.

[thedeluluverse]

Author’s Note: Okay so I didn’t plan on making ‘Melting’ a 2 parter, but I got carried away so decided to make the backstory separate from the current day couple. It helps to read this before ‘Melting’ but isn’t completely necessary. Should be releasing the main ‘Melting’ by Wednesday

Summary: After a decade of being separated from your best friend, you decide to have some fun for once. You weren’t expecting everything you got but you aren’t complaining!

Pairing:  idol! Jimin x bff!f!reader.

Rating: 18+

Genre: smut, fluff, friends to lovers, oneshot, slight angst?

Word Count: 2,379

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI  penetrative sex, clit play, slight feelings of abandonment, mentions of bullying

You have been friends with Jimin since middle school, watching him graduate, become an idol, and rise to immense stardom, all while staying the sweet, thoughtful boy you met at one of the loneliest times of your life. Your family moved to Korea when you were about 12 because it meant a fantastic opportunity for your dad's new business.

While you were excited to travel and have new experiences, you were still extremely nervous and annoyed that you had to leave the new friends you had made last school year. Regardless, you did your best to keep an open mind to the potential of good things!

Very quickly, you wanted nothing more than to be in the States. The mean girls at your new school were ruthless and made the popular girls at your old school look like mice. Though you weren’t at the peak of fitness, you still weren’t overweight and were happy in your body until now. Over in Korea, your classmates acted like being over 90 lbs. was a mortal sin and would ridicule you to no end for the tiniest little thing.

One day, you had run away to a dark corner of the gym to cry and hide from the little jerks. During your sob, you heard the doors open but paid no mind. Until you heard classical music playing. You look up and see the most graceful person you've ever seen. You had recognized the boy as being a grade above you and quite often was on the receiving end of bullying from the jocks and wealthier boys.

You always wanted to step in and help since you knew how awful the kids there could be but were too shy. As you watched him, you became entranced with his movements, fluid and natural like you'd never witnessed. Little did you know, he saw you the whole time but recognized that you were trying to avoid attention, so he focused on honing his self-made routine.

After 15 more minutes, he shuts off the music and walks toward you. You are frozen as he's caught you looking at him, and you don't know if he wanted an audience or if he would find you creepy; you didn't need any more enemies here.

He squats down and says, "Annyeong, I'm Jimin! What did you think?" you shake your head, surprised that he isn't upset at all, and reply, "Nice to meet you; I'm y/n, and my family just moved here from the States. I don't know much about that style of dance, but I thought it looked great!”.

He chuckles sheepishly, not expecting such a strong response, then says, "Oh, um…thanks! It's how I express myself when I can't find the words or I have nobody that would listen anyway.” “Well, it's beautiful! Why don't you participate in the talent show that's coming up? You can dance, and based on the humming I've heard from you, I'd be willing to bet you have a wonderful voice, too!".

Jimin is full-on blushing at this point but just shakes his head and explains that not only does he have stage fright, but not even his parents know about his love for dancing as he's worried they would disapprove. Plus, at this school, the boys are split into jocks and gay (only because they don't wholly align or agree with the jocks, btw), and he doesn't need to give his bullies any more ammo.

You frown at the thought of talent like that being hidden away, so you take one for the team for the sake of evenness. "Jimin, how about if I enter it too!? I can draw a detailed picture in the allotted time; now I have anxiety, so if you face your fear, I will, too! Friends don't let each other struggle alone, right?

He agrees, and a handshake leads to a month of y'all preparing together and critiques and confidence-building exercises. All of that led to you both tying for 1st place and began a wonderful friendship where you watched each other grow up and continued to help each other throughout high school.

That all changed at graduation. Suddenly, you were magnets with the same charge, and he couldn't get far enough away from you. You tried asking multiple times what was wrong or teasing him that he had a secret girlfriend, but that only made him angrier, to the point of walking to get his diploma and immediately leaving town.

You figured that was the explanation once you found out about his becoming an idol. He was anxious about going and leaving all of you and just didn't cope with it well. You were still hurt, but at least he was doing what he loved, and you were immensely proud of him!

Fast forward 5 years, and you finally can go to one of their concerts. You wouldn't hold up a "Remember Me?" sign despite your friend's suggestions. You simply wanted to support your friend, and while you missed him, you knew he led a hectic life and, more than likely, barely had time for friends.

Plus, your face had matured, grown out your hair, and gotten more in shape but still maintained your thiccy status, so you doubted he would be able to pick you out of a crowd even with a sign!

Well, surprise of all surprises, he did recognize you. Still, you had no clue until a member of his team caught up with you as you were about to leave the venue and directed you towards a secret path backstage because "Mr. Park wants to speak with you." You are confused, nervous, and excited all at the same time. It had been years since you had seen Jimin, and his abrupt departure still stung.

When you enter his dressing room, his eyes widen, and you both blush. He looks impressive, flushed from the concert and trying to catch his breath in a simple t-shirt and joggers. "Y/n, is that you? I'm going to feel like the biggest baby if I'm mistaken, but I had to know." You gulp nervously and just nod your head, awaiting his reaction.

He breaks out into the biggest grin and captures you in the world's tightest embrace. All of the emotions swirling within you can't help but be released at the physical contact you craved for so long.

When he can tell you are crying, he backs away and holds one shoulder while wiping your tears from your cheek with his other hand. "Woah, y/n, what's wrong? Do I smell that bad?". You can't help but giggle at this but manage to shake your head to reassure him.

Failing several times at speaking and not crying, he instructs his driver to take you two to a late-night café; he needs caffeine after the concert, and he knows that a good hot chocolate will also be of service to you. You spend 3 hours in that café explaining your breakdown to him and him verifying your theory of why he just disappeared.

He was thrilled to become an idol, but he didn't want to face telling his best friend goodbye, so he took the cowardly route. All is mended and very quickly, you are hanging out with the guys, or he is coming to visit you at work, and it feels just like the old days.

That is, until movie night. Jimin had told you about a monthly movie night at the communal house that the guys had started years ago to hang out together and relax.

You said it sounded fun and told him to say hi to the guys for you! He then sheepishly admits that it is a good time, but it'd be better if you could make it; there is no pressure, but he wanted you there if possible.

It’s been a minute since you did something fun like this, so you agree and pack an overnight bag in case he is too tired to bring you home afterward. About halfway through the movie, he changes seats and goes next to you after excusing himself to the bathroom.

When you ask him why the change of scenery, he makes up something about Tae manspreading too much, and he felt claustrophobic. You don't completely buy it, but you won’t turn away his shoulder as a headrest.

After the credits roll, you turn towards Jimin to gauge if you are crashing or if he will bring you home. The moment your head turns, his lips are on yours; it was not a long kiss, but you felt his intense passion.

He breaks away with you, still in shock, and feels instantly guilty for springing it on you, "Y/n, I'm so sorry. I just ugghhh… I've liked you for a while now, and I couldn't help it anymore, but I'm sorry, and I hope I don't lose you again please say something….anything".

You start giggling while staring off, trying to process everything that happened. Not only does your best friend like you as you do them, but they also just kissed you and think that it could have a negative effect on you.

Gently placing your hand on his knee, you look him in the eye and reply, "Jimin, you have nothing to worry about, alright? I like you too, and while the kiss was sudden, it was certainly nothing to feel guilty about, okay?". Your eyes dart from his to the floor a couple times as you await his response.

He wraps you up in a hug so full of relief that you tear up for him; afterward, you initiate the kiss, and this one morphs into a decade-long release of repressed emotions.

Very quickly, you find yourself straddling his lap with both of you shirtless. Telling that things are about to progress, Jimin says, "Y/n, I want you so bad, but is this a good idea? I can't be a typical boyfriend with my schedule, and I don't want to hurt you or our friendship."

Thoughtfully, you look down, biting your lip, then after a short pause, reply, "Look, I know you're busy, and it won't hurt the friendship, okay? It can be an added perk if you're okay with it." You weren't entirely thrilled about the idea, but you had dreamed of this for too long and would be damned for this opportunity to be blocked right now.

He looks at you and verifies that this is what you want; internally, he is not thrilled at not having labels either but will take what he can get at this point. After a mutual understanding nod, he flips you over on the couch and strips you both down to nothing. After bringing you to three climaxes just from his tongue, he runs to his room to grab a condom.

Upon returning, he ensures you are ready by warming you up a bit by rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. This doesn't take long, and your walls are pulsing around him; finally, after countless dreams of what you'd feel like around him, you cum simultaneously, and he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

Once you've both caught your breath, he cleans you up, and y'all change and cuddle in his bed until late morning. Upon waking, you are both reminiscing about the night before, and you are starry-eyed, saying how happy he makes you and hoping you did the same for him. "Of course, y/n, I couldn't be happier." "Okay, good Jiminssi, me neither!" "God, I love you…shibal.. y/n I-"

His apology is cut short when you launch forward, tackling him and peppering his face with kisses, "Jimin Park, you better not apologize, or I’ll be angry. Now kiss me." He does, and while y'all catch your breath after a few minutes, you lean your forehead against his and whisper, "Oh, and in case it wasn't obvious, I love you too."

Right after this moment, Hobi walks in to awaken Jimin but sees you and instantly rushes one hand to his eyes and the other to his chest, "Aish y/n, I didn't know you were still here. I'm sorry to intrude. Are you not feeling well? I know how protective Jimin gets when you are sick." Jimin groans and rubs the bridge of his nose, "Hobi hyung, we are both fully clothed. You can open your eyes, and she isn't sick; she is my girlfriend."

He replies with a smile punctuating his sentence, and you grin teary-eyed that this is happening; the grin is cut short by Hobi's flopping onto the bed in excitement and lightly slapping you and Jimin's legs, babbling about how great this is and happy he is for y'all. Quickly, the rest of the guys gather to see the commotion and are equally excited but give both of you space.

After about an hour of them hanging around and interrogating y'all about your backstory and what happened between the movie and now for this significant change to occur, they leave you to relax in your new relationship. "Jimin, I know you are busy, so I won’t expect you to hang out all the time or take me on loads of dates or anything, okay? You are stressed enough, and I don’t want to add to it.”

He chuckles and cups your cheek, "Y/n, you could never stress me out. You are right. I am quite busy these days. However, I will continue to make time for you. When I said that earlier, I was just worried about you not feeling the same or allowing my feelings to be felt. For one, we can still do all the hangouts we do now. I am simply doing them with my girlfriend now, so that's pretty great! Plus I will take you on dates and everything. I need to make up for lost time. What I said at the cafe was true, but I also was scared of my feelings, and if you "accused" me of having a secret girlfriend one more time, I was going to lose it and confess. The point is, you melted my heart from day one, and now it's time I show you how much I adore you forever."

STAY TUNED FOR “MELTING”

COMING WEDNESDAY!

[bucky-at-bedtime]

Stucky Fic Recs

So basically I went through all of my ao3 bookmarks and collated a list of some of my favourites (I couldn't fit all of them on this list, so if anyone shows interest there might be a part two).

Please read tags and descriptions of the works before reading, some of them are pretty dark or extremely horny so just make sure you check that the fic is for you!!

Please please please send me your favourite fics in return! I am always happy to hear fic recs, headcanons and any other ideas/comments you all have!

Without any further ado, here are a few of my favourite Stucky fics:

‘Not Easily Conquered’ series by dropdeaddream, WhatAreFear

Rating: M, Words: 117,692

https://archiveofourown.org/series/115516

“I told you, you heard me: I told you never to follow me into Hell. Now I’m not vain enough to think that’s why you’re out here now — if there’s any person in what’s left of this God forsaken planet who’s part of a bigger picture, it’d be you. But I’ll keep saying it until it sticks. You got nothing to prove. I’m not worth much, I damn well know that, but I’ll ask you anyway: Stay for me. If you leave me alone in this world I’ll turn into something terrible. I’ll turn into the nasty creature that’s growing inside me. This war, it’ll swallow me whole”

[To me, this fic is like the classic Stucky 101 fanfic – if you're a Stucky fan and you haven't read this, I highly recommend it. The authors explore the Steve/Bucky relationship in such an interesting, tragic, emotive way and I cry every time I read it. I couldn't praise this work enough.]

‘Ain’t No Grave’ series by spitandvinegar

Rating: M-E, Words: 131,789

https://archiveofourown.org/series/426577

"Yeah, he never calls me by my name," Steve says. "It's always champ, ace, hotshot, that kinda thing."

"Man, that is flirting," Sam says. "That nicknames thing, he is flirting with you. He's just working his way up to calling you baby or something."

Steve goes redder than a damn coke can. Sam pumps his fist. "Yes, I am so right, I am wise as hell. He did, didn't he?"

"He called me sweetheart," Steve says grimly, "because he's a drug addict with brain damage."

"Or because he looooooves you," Sam says. Captain America throws a cookie at his head. Sam eats it, because he deserves a treat for being so damn wise.”

[I'm currently re-reading this fic and absolutely loving it. The way spitandvinegar writes Bucky's road towards recovery and Steve's entire characterisation – it's all just so good. It's another one that covers some pretty dark themes, so make sure you're checkin those tags!]

'Einherjar' by thecommodore_squid

Rating: M, Words: 71297

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7157024/chapters/16249814

But Steve was fine.

Sure, he hadn’t seen Bucky in months, and sometimes he was at the punching bag so long that his skin started to peel off to expose the bones of his fingers, and sometimes he couldn’t find the energy to drag himself out of bed, and sometimes he went weeks without sleeping, and sometimes he thought about throwing himself head-first off the nearest tall structure, but he was fine.

He was absolutely, perfectly, one-hundred percent, fucking fine.

AKA In which Steve learns how to deal with his shit, and Bucky learns how to stop leaving.

[basically the definition of a recovery fic, I absolutely adore it. This is tragic and amazing and makes me cry and smile. It’s got a bunch of fantastic cameos and It really just ticks so many of my boxes.]

‘Like real People do’ by 2bestfriends

Rating: E, Words: 67,775

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19887376/chapters/47103217

“"Ask me what?" demands Bucky. "I didn't hear a question."

Steve licks his lips. "Will you stay with me? Will you come back home, Buck?"

"Home," repeats Bucky in a small voice, and then he's crying for real.”

[Basically soft lumberjack!steve and lonely twink!bucky being horny and in love. This is a comfort fic for that’s really just about my favourite boys falling in love.]

‘This City Bleeds it’s Aching Heart’ by anonymous

Rating: E, Words: 34,537

https://archiveofourown.org/works/835829/chapters/1591736

“The one where Steve and Bucky pose as a happily married couple while on a mission for SHIELD, to catch an international arms dealer hiding in a suburban neighbourhood.”

[The plot in this one is just a good time and i think it’s just a really fun take on the fake relationship trope. Also some really great characterisation.]

‘Home is Wherever I’m With You’ by cydonic

Rating: E, Words: 88,570

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18868081/chapters/44783077

“Bucky kisses Steve and Emma goodbye before they leave for school, which is why – partway down the road – Amelia turns to him and asks, “why are you and Daddy kissing?”

Which is definitely a conversation Bucky’s been expecting since Steve just did it, but it still takes him by surprise. Again, he thinks he should wait for Steve, but Amelia’s not the sort of kid to let anything rest. Plus, Bucky’s taking her to school where she will undoubtedly share the story with anyone who’ll listen.

He also stops to think that Steve’s asked him to stay, which means Bucky must be trusted with their happiness and well-being, at least in some small capacity.

Bucky clears his throat and searches for some explanation that will help Amelia make sense of this sudden turn of events. “Because we love each other,” is all he comes up with.”

[Bear with me, this is a House Flipper!Bucky Au. And dad!Steve. I just love a found family trope I’m not gonna lie to you. Another comfort fic that warms my lil heart.]

‘Lucky Seven’ by BetteNoire (WeAreWolves)

Rating: E, Words: 94,364

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7033105/chapters/16002481

“Back from where--?” James says, the sentence ending in a distinctly undignified squawk as Steve sweeps him up in his arms, bridal-style, and starts carrying him upstairs.

James tenses momentarily then relaxes into Steve's arms and throws back his head and starts laughing. The laughter peals out of him, his body shaking, his amusement occasionally broken by little gasps of pain.

“What's so funny?” Steve frowns.

“You are,” James says, still giggling. “You're ridiculous, Steve Rogers.”

“Behave. Or I will drop you,” Steve growls.

[The shrunkyclunks modern AU of my dreams featuring Mechanic!Bucky and cap!Steve and some really beautiful writing.]

'Dishonor On Your Cow' by mandarou

Rating: E, Words: 111695

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10659162/chapters/23589582

“Sergeant Barnes?”

“Oh, hell no, don’t call him that, man,” Sam warned.

“Captain Fuck Off!” Barnes shouted over him. “Fight me!”

Steve didn’t know whether to laugh or just slink away. He managed to combine the two by pacing two steps and snorting instead. Like a bull.

“I’m gonna need you to calm your ass, Barnes,” Sam said as he went limp again, obstructing Barnes’s struggling under him. “This is so undignified. That is Captain goddamn America.”

“Captain goddamn America!” Barnes repeated, louder. And angrier.

Steve cleared his throat again. “I’ve been looking for you,” he told Barnes.

“I hope you brought lube this time!” Barnes shouted.

[I’m not gonna lie it took me a minute to get into this one but by the end I was crying with them, laughing with them, and just really in my feels. Some very insane things happen so here’s a few of my favourite tags: ‘Seargent Barnes is done with your Shit Steve’, ‘blatant disrespect of a man’s motorcycle’, ‘Steve you ding dong’ and ‘PR nightmares in the form of Supersoldiers’.]

Propietary Information by Notlucy

Rating: E, Words: 85141

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11964402/chapters/27054777

“Okay, so Bucky Barnes has a crush on Steve Rogers. The guy's gorgeous, talented and, oh yeah, the Chief Design Officer of the biggest tech company in the world. In other words: he's so far out of Bucky's league that he might as well be in a different stratosphere.”

[We were never gonna get through this list without a Sugar Daddy!AU (I have a weakness). This one is… saucy and sexy and sweet and uh pretty kinky so read the tags and all. I’ve read it a few times, and I love the way the author has written Steve in this one, he just makes my heart go '!!!']

‘Roots Have Grown’ by AustinB

Rating: M, Words: 17280

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6912451/chapters/15767941

“Bucky is a mildly agoraphobic veteran with funds to spare, who becomes enamored with the cute blonde guy in his building.

So when Steve mentions needing a roommate to cut down on rent costs, Bucky decides it would be a good idea to volunteer.”

[Another weakness of mine is Roommate AUs, and this one is phenomenal. I tend to go for post serum!Steve stories more often, but this is a pre-serum Steve that I just adore.]

‘The Cold Never Bothered me Anyway’ by icoulddothisallday

Rating: E, Words:75562

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11728869/chapters/26425530

“Bucky Barnes has spent his whole life in a state of mild hypothermia. Steve Rogers has spent the last 70 years in the ice. The two things aren’t related until, suddenly, they are. Shrunkyclunks soulmate AU (AKA the awkward bb au).”

[I think this is the only soulmate AU in my bookmarks? I would totally be down to read more though! This one is really fun and really enjoy Bucky’s characterisation here!]

'War, Children' by Nonymos

Rating: E, Words: 106615

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5373050/chapters/12409394

“After Bucky was released from the hospital, it only took him a couple of weeks to give up on himself. Difficult to believe in any kind of future when the simple act of staying alive was almost too big an effort.

Out the frosted window, across the street, there was a tiny homeless guy burrowing under an awning.”

[An interesting exploration of Bucky’s PTSD with a trans!Steve which was a cool take on his character too!]

'The Company You Keep' by orbingarrow

Rating: G, Words: 51191

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3468605/chapters/7613072

“Hurt, hungry, and on the run, the Winter Soldier doesn’t have a lot of safe options to go to for help. Figuring that any friend of Captain Steve Rogers is unlikely to be HYDRA, Bucky takes a chance and reaches out to the first Avenger he can find.

It works out better than anyone could have expected. Eventually.”

[hurt/comfort, recovering Bucky, protective Steve, found family and domestic avengers, need I say more? I absolutely loved this one]

[reignstormz]

|ROMAN REIGNS & SASHA BANKS|

✨THE STORYLINE; SHORT STORY ✨

Warning; The edit above and some of the other edits apart of future chapters moving forward are made by me. I didn't find it necessary to put a watermark however I'd love credit if any of them are reposted. :)

|PART TWO|

November 27, 2020

TLC season was approaching, and the tension between Sasha and Carmella was getting stronger. Even though the blonde chick didn't make an appearance at survivor series, Sasha knew that she was around. Her energy grinded her gears so bad that Sasha could just feel her presences radiating through the building. If people honestly thought Carmella was going to get away with another low blow, then they truly didn't know the boss like they thought they did. Especially, after her encounter with the Universal Champion. A fire was lit inside of her that she couldn't put out.

As Sasha walked down the hallway with a calm, yet determined look on her face, the camera followed her every move and Kayla Braxton came up to her, making her stop.

"Sasha, can I have a word?" She asked hesitantly as she looked up at the blue haired woman. Sasha stared at her blankly before a faint smirk appeared slowly on her face, and she nodded. Kayla sensed something a little off about her, and contemplated on asking questions to begin with but did it anyway.

"It's been a week, or, to be exact, actually three in a row since Carmella has attacked you. Does this mean you have a target on your back regarding to your title?"

Sasha chuckled softly, very quietly in fact, moving half of her hair behind her shoulder and shook her head in amusement. Normally, Sasha would either laugh hysterically at the interviewer's questions or tell them off viscously, but tonight was different. She didn't have time for that like she used to.

Then, she simply looked back at her and shrugged, getting ready to walk away but Kayla quickly brought the microphone up to stop her, saying something that made Sasha stop in her tracks, "Is Roman Reigns one of your targets?"

Sasha looked down at the ground for a second until she looked ahead, licking her lips before she turned around to look at Kayla once again. Kayla stepped forward, bringing the microphone close enough to Sasha so she could speak into it, hoping anyway. Then Sasha's unreadable expression turned into a happier one, smiling at her nicely, "I guess you're going to have to find out.'

Kayla raised her eyebrow, slowly putting the microphone down to her side and watched her walk away in confusion. Sasha gave a subtle wink to the camera before the show went to commerical break. Afterwards, Sasha had finally found where Carmella had been in the building and saw the perfect opportunity to do what she's been wanting to do for the past three weeks. As Sasha quietly creeped up on her, she over heard Carmella talk a lot of shit about her, as expected. Saying how she was the most dominant woman in the Women's Division including other silly claims that went in one ear and out the other for Sasha. When Carmella was in her own world, talking to the camera, there was a random person who was prepared to hand her a glass of champagne.

Carmella payed zero attention and didn't realize that Sasha had knocked the poor guy out clean so she would be the one to hand her the champagne, revealing her boss ring and attacking her with no mercy. She held her as long as she could in the Bank Statement before she had to let go of her due to Adam Pearce and another backstage person ordering The Boss to let her go.

"Come and fight me next week, like a real woman." Sasha yelled with bass in her voice, and took some deep breaths to calm herself down from her adrenaline rush. The camera remained on her as she closed her eyes, trying to get a hold of her breath and she finally felt calm in an instant. As soon as she opened her eyes, a presence was standing before her to the left and she saw the handsome Samoan, holding her Women's title as he stared at her admiringly with a settle smirk on his face. Roman's thoughts were so loud that she could hear them, even though he wasn't talking. Some of them were sweet, a little sensuous, but the biggest thing is that he knew there was this inner tigeress inside of her that was slowly but surely coming out. He could see it in her eyes, and no one noticed but him, which made him want her by his side more than anything.

Sasha wasn't quite sure what was happening to her, something changed. She didn't feel like her natural cocky, confident self. Even if she was a bad guy, or good guy, or something in between, there was a sudden twist. A switch was clicking on and off, and ever since her last encounter with Roman, that's when it all started. She couldn't stop thinking about him, and he took control over her mind constantly. When she went to sleep, she saw him; Whenever she wakes up in the morning, or simply goes for a walk to clear her mind, he's there. However, she liked it. She liked the way he made her feel, and the feeling was mutual. The pair was extremely too dangerous to be together, but they didn't pay any attention to that idea.

Sasha grinned softly before making his way towards him. He handed the title to her and she took it into her hands slowly.

"That's my girl." Roman praised in a settle, yet proud tone. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and her grin turned into a shy smile as they walked off.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing, Graves?" Michael Cole asks in disbelief. Corey stays silent, watching the segment like everyone else.

They soon came across Paul watching the nearby television. Roman furrowed his eyebrows and Paul turned his head around, with a worried expression, "You might want to see this."

Roman gently took off his arm from Sasha's shoulder and crossed both of his arms in fustration as he watched the television. Jey was currently get his ass beat by Kevin Owens, which pissed off Roman to the fullest but made it kind of hard for Sasha to watch. She's always been really cool with Jey and Jimmy, so seeing one of the people she cared about get hurt was unsettling for her. However, what made Roman more pissed is what Kevin was telling Roman through the camera.

Things like, "You want people to fear you? I fear no one." Not only that, he sits at the head of the announce table to prove his point, saying, "Where are you? I'll be waiting." Initiating that Kevin was after Roman, potentially wanting to take his title.

Paul and Sasha briefly exchanged awkward looks and Roman looked down, inhaling sharply and stared at the ground in deep thought, then SmackDown went off air for the night.

December 4, 2020

Another Friday came by, and the first thing that was shown was a backstage shot of Roman's private locker room. Two seconds later, it opened revealing Paul walking out, then Jey, Roman, and Sasha was the last one to follow. She closed the door behind her, adjusting the title on her shoulder while Roman watched her in awe. Sasha looked up at him as she snaked her arm through his, holding onto it gently while he held his title on the other.

"You look gorgeous, baby." He complimented, before kissing her temple, causing Sasha to flourish with butterflies in her stomach.

"No way," Corey Graves said in a disapproving manner, watching the segment from the announce table.

"I guess the rumors are true." Michael Cole says in a shocked, but not too shocked tone.

Roman turned his head to Paul and Jey, signaling that they could go ahead and lead the way first. While they did, Sasha and Roman exchanged looks of admiration before they followed them to the ring.

After the commerical break, the show was back just in time for Roman's entrance. His music echoed throughout the entire Thunderdome as each of them walked out. He did his usual thing, savoring the moment, holding up the title, instead Sasha was by his side to do it with him, and she felt like she was on cloud nine. When they got to the ring, Roman assisted Sasha up the steel steps to make sure she didn't trip with the heels that she wore, but also just because he wanted to, he was a gentleman. He also made sure that she was always going to be the first one to enter the ring, and of course, Paul along with Jey had to wait until Roman went into the ring after her.

Kayla Braxton was in the ring to interview Roman, coicidentally after she interviewed Sasha last Friday. It was a little awkward at first, she didn't quite know how to approach Roman but it became even more uneasy as she began to ask him questions. Questions about Kevin Owens, Jey, and other things that started to make him a little upset. Sasha contemplated on stepping in, but she remembered that Roman had it handled. Besides, she didn't feel like being bombarded with a bunch a questions from Kayla again. He told her off after each question, until she reached her last one.

"Well, let's shift gears and talk about.. you're friend, Sasha Banks." Kayla suggests, making Roman slightly raise his eyebrow at her comment. Sasha's avoided glance at Kayla finally took a look in her direction, and immediately noticed the hint of shade in her voice. She knew exactly that they were more than that, but it was just to see if either of them were going to officially admit it or not. They played replays on the screen of Roman giving Sasha advice, to him watching her matches, joining forces at Survivor Series and what happened between them last week before Kayla asked, "So..are you possibly more than friends with The Boss? What is this?"

Sasha on the inside felt extremely pissed, and wanted nothing more to get in her face for over stepping her boundaries. She bit her lip harshly in anger and got ready to walk towards her but Jey quickly stopped her, putting a hand strongly on her side. Since her movement wasn't too noticeable, Paul widened her eyes and chuckled in amusement while Roman sighed, rolling his eyes. Kayla hesitantly brought the microphone closer to him and Roman looked down at her with a bored expression, "A friend?"

Kayla nodded slightly. Roman shook his head in annoyance, and Sasha stood in place, sighing briefly, looking down. She found no point in getting involved in the interview. Jey dropped his hand from her side, hoping that she wouldn't go anywhere as she stared at the ground in thought. Before Roman could reply, Kevin's theme music stared to play and he stormed out to the ring. Kayla nervously but slowly inched towards the corner of the ring as Jey, Paul, and Roman watched him. Sasha stood in her place, also annoyed but not threatened by him at all.

"You know last week, I made it clear that I don't fear you." Kevin says into the microphone while making his way down the ramp. The Head Of The Table's protective instincts kicked in and he put his strong, tattooed arm in front of Sasha, carefully moving her behind him as Kevin got closer to the ring.

"And since we've established that you don't fear me, I don't see the point of waiting later tonight. I figured, since you didn't come to me last week, I'll come to you now and we can settle this. Right here, right now." Kevin challenges, marching into the ring. Jey and Sasha exchange glances while Roman holds his hand out for Paul to hand the microphone. Jey quicky grabs it, getting involved again. Sasha facepalms her forehead in embarrassment as Paul and Roman stares at him in confusion, so does Kevin.

Kevin disregards Jey, and continues to talk to Roman, "If not now, how about at TLC? and let's not stop there, Roman. Put that title on the line, so you and I can handle this like men. What do you say?" Kevin asks, then his eyes fall onto Sasha, making him smirk a bit. Sasha glared at Kevin before he says, "Well look who we have here, when the hell did this happen? Are you afraid to get your ass kicked in front of your girlfriend?"

Roman's lip started to twitch in anger, the one thing that he wasn't going to tolerate was anyone threatening Sasha. Paul sensed that Roman needed to say something, so he grabbed the microphone out of Jey's hand and put it in his. Before he brought the microphone to his lips, Kevin suggests, "If not, then we can handle this right now."

Kevin dropped the microphone, putting himself into a fighting stance. Sasha scoffed, resting her right hand on her hip while Roman chuckled in amusement, knowing that he wasn't going to give him the time of day.

"I bet that's what you want, huh?" Roman continues, "To fight me right now? You being on the island of relevancy is the best thing that's ever going to happen to you. But, understand this, I train my cousin well and we don't back down to no one. Neither does she." He regards to Sasha. Sasha looked at Roman as he stared at Kevin intensely, "Don't you ever, mention her again." He warns.

Sasha faintly smiles at him, finding it sweet how serious he was about defending her. She adjusts the title on her shoulder, and then looks back at Kevin.

"You're lucky, if I was the man I used to be, I would whoop your ass right now. But there's a time and a place for everything. What do I look like, a savage?" He questions with a confused look on his face, "I'm a gentleman, we have ladies in the ring."

Roman licks his lips and nods his head to Sasha and Kayla standing behind him. Kayla has a lost expression on her face, meanwhile Sasha couldn't hold back her smirk. Jey and Paul laugh, looking at Kevin like he was a fool.

"Grow up." Roman snickered, tossing the microphone to the ground. He put his hand on Sasha's lower back, insisting her to exit the ring first while he followed. Kevin stood there in fustration, watching them leave the ring in silence.

After the commerical break, it was time for Roman and Jey's match against Kevin and Otis. Sometime before that, Sasha had a battle of words with Carmella while Roman remained by her side through the entire thing. It got very heated; Carmella claimed multiple times that she was better than Sasha with half the work, while of course Sasha begged to differ. She was no where near in her league, and she was going to make sure of that when she defends her title against her at TLC. However, Carmella's jabs did get under Sasha's skin a little bit, especially when she mentioned Roman, saying that if Sasha wasn't Champion than he probably would've ended up with her. Of course, Roman reassured that what she said wasn't true at all and reminded Sasha to not let someone like Carmella get the best of her. She wasn't worth it, and she was lucky to even be considered for a title match.

Since Jey had to suffer the consequence of getting involved earlier tonight, Roman decided to show up a little late to the match. Not only to teach him a lesson, but he did what he wanted to do on his own time anyways. There was also another consequence coming, little did Jey know, including Sasha and Paul. They both followed closely behind Roman as all of three of them made their way down the ramp, hearing the programmed boos echo throughout the crowd. Sasha saw Jey nod his head in reassurance, showing relief that Roman had showed up and not left him in the dust. Once they made it to the ring, as Roman walked up the steps, he handed his universal title to her. Sasha laid her women's championship on her left shoulder, while laying his title on her right.

Roman held his hand out for Jey to tag, but after awhile, he lost his patience and jumped into the ring himself. The referee tried to stop him but it was too late before he had superman punched Otis off the ring. He then slid out the ring, and began demolishing Otis; Then he started to beat the hell out of him with the steps. Paul stood there with a scared, appalled expression while Sasha stood next to him with an evil smirk on her face, licking her lips slowly afterwards as he watched him at work. Sasha's look of proudness quickly went away when Kevin Owens attacked him from behind.

She inhaled sharply, seeing everything go down until Jey lunged from the ring and put a stop to it. The Boss cracked a small smile so it wasn't noticeable. Even though Sasha cared for Roman deeply, she still had a soft spot for Jey. Trust, she enjoyed it when Roman beat the hell out of his opponents and looked damn good while doing it, however, Jey was different.

Long story short, everyone ended back into the ring and Kevin was in control for a little bit before Roman delivered a huge close line, taking him down. After that, he tagged Jey in and he took over. Jey was doing a good job and as Kevin was in the corner, Roman took this as the opportunity to taunt him. The referee warned him to stay back and Sasha furrowed her eyebrows at him while Paul told the ref to keep his distance.

"Don't tell him what to do!" She warns the ref along with Paul. Not too long after that, Jey does his Uso chant before running to Kevin but then failed, missing him completely. Kevin got right up, ran all the way to the corner and ran back, doing a harsh forward roll onto Jey. Paul cringed, Sasha shook her head in disappointment while Roman face palmed his forehead in embarrassment. Sasha actually tried her hardest not to laugh at his reaction, she quickly wiped the small smile off of her face.

"Get up," Roman demanded. Jey tried his best to make a comeback but he continued to get beaten up, frustrating Roman to the fullest when Kevin was so close to getting the pin. As Kevin tried standing up, himself and Roman made eye contact; Kevin tried to rile Roman up, but it didn't work seeing that Roman had shook it off with a laugh, shooing him off. Sasha stared up at him in awe, admiring his beauty. She loved it whenever he did that smug smile of his, it was so sexy to her. She snapped out of it once again, pulling herself together.

Jey got the opportunity to nail Kevin with an elbow to the face but out of nowhere, Kevin picked Jey up and did the Samoan drop. Sasha's lip curled up a little in anger, and she looked at Roman to see him pissed off as well due to the disrespect. Kevin got up and taunted Roman again, "What now, huh? Get in the ring!" He yelled intensely, and Roman didn't hesitate to do so even though he was stopped by the ref, again. Jey turned him around, Kevin elbowed him off but then as soon as he turned back around Roman smacked the taste out of his mouth. Then right after that, Jey delivered a super kick to his face.

When Roman stepped out of the ring, Jey got the opportunity to hopefully win the match for them. He prepared himself to get on the top rope, but right when he's about to take off, Roman orders him to get down.

"Get down," He barks. "Get down and tag out, this is my show, I finish the show. Get down."

Jey's confidence begins to fade once again as Roman disapproves of his actions for the hundredth time. Sasha looks down at the ground, trying to make sure her bothered facial expression wasn't noticeable as Jey comes down from the top rope. He grabs some of Kevin's hair and leans towards Roman to tag but Kevin brushes Jey off, then punches Roman in the face, knocking him off of the ring next to her. Before she could even blink, he slid back into the ring so fast, breaking the pin Kevin had on Jey.

Roman gave a harsh punch to his head before wrapping himself around Kevin's body, locking in his submission move. The bell was rung countless times to stop the match, but he didn't care, he was determined to take his last breath and make him pay. Sasha bit her lip, admiring the sight, feeling satisfied while resting her arms on the edge of ring floor. Paul side eyed her a little, and stepped away from her slowly, feeling a little disturbed about her enjoyment.

Roman let go of him, stared at his helpless body for about ten seconds before he ordered Jey to get chairs. The ref pleaded for him to stop, but got chased out like always. Sasha giggled from amusement from how fast the ref left the ring as Jey finally came back with chairs. Jey handed a chair to Roman, and they wasted no time in taking turns slamming the chair onto his back.

The sounds of Kevin's pained screams were on ten and Paul was stunned, covering his mouth, "Oh my God!" He said in shock, over and over again while Sasha stood there perfectly still, quiet with an evil grin on her face.

"Finish him," Roman said very beastly, "Make him understand!"

Jey hit him with the chair one last time before, putting the chair on him and doing his frog splash. Paul yelled, "Oh my God!" once again, covering his eyes slightly, not believing what he saw. Sash cringed, feeling Jey's pain, She knew that frog splash had to hurt. Out of nowhere, when they least expected it, Roman slammed the chair onto Jey's back. Sasha stood there, frozen in shock; She was expressionless, unsure of what to say or do.

"What do I tell you everytime, huh?!" He yelled out in fustration, slamming the chair against him again. "I have to keep repeating myself!"

The chair slams against him again, and again, and again. Each time, pieces of her heart started to shatter for Jey. She wanted to put a stop to it, but she couldn't. While Paul's mouth was covered, they both made brief eye contact in fright. Jey and Kevin were both out cold on the ground as Roman stared them down.

Roman then grabbed Jey's hair, dragging him a little to lay next to Kevin. After that, called my name, asking for his title. Sasha slid his title off of her shoulder and handed it to him, refusing to make eye contact with him because he would see the guilt in her eyes. He took the title and walked back to Kevin, dropping it on his chest and taking a handful of his beard roughly.

"You tryna' split me and my family up? Huh?! You wanted my attention?" He yelled at the top of his lungs, he looked around for a little bit before looking back down at him, "Now, we have the whole world watching. Now, they all have your attention." He punched his face in the middle of his sentence, "You're tryna' take me from the top? You're tryna' take my position, you want this title? You should've just took the title. You should of just took the title but instead you wanted to attack me and my family. You wanted to try and make me something that I'm not and make me look like a monster in front of the whole world." Roman voice shakes with anger, gripping the hell out of Kevin's beard. He inhales sharply as she watched, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"This is only the beginning, and until you see that, I'm gonna take your manhood, I'm gonna take your lively hood and everything that you love," He promises sternly. "You and your family are going to fear me. Get use to this." Then he harshly let's go of his head, and stands back up, grabbing his title. He stands in the middle of the ring in thought for a little bit before he turned his head, making eye contact with Sasha. He stared, practically burning a hole right through her.

She stared right back at him refusing to break the eye contact or show him the fear she had deep down. Roman adjusted the title on his shoulder, and brought his hand up along with his finger, doing the "come here" motion. She stood there for a second, trying to find feeling her feet after being frozen for so long and then Sasha began to make her way to him. She handed her title to Paul, having him hold it. Since she was in heels, Sasha slowly walked up the stairs so she wouldn't fall, and thankfully Roman walked to the corner of the ring to reach out and grab her hand to assist her. He sat on the rope so she could enter the ring easily, and they were finally in the ring together.

His hand was on the small of her back as he guided Sasha gently to Kevin and Jey who were still knocked out on the ground. He bent down to the left, grabbing the chair, then got back up, handing the chair to her while she looked at Jey in pain, and it killed her inside.

"Make him understand.." He mumbled into her ear in his deep, seductive voice, but also loud enough so the cameras could hear. She clenched onto the chair, hoping that he meant Kevin but lost all of her hope when he continued to talk, "Make Jey understand never to disobey your chief, ever again."

His hand caressed the side her waist until he slowly let go of Sasha, taking a couple steps back in order to watch. She bit the inside of her cheek, holding back her tears as best as she could meanwhile her hands were shaking like an earthquake. She turned her head to look at Roman, and he nodded his head in reassurance, wanting her to do it. Sasha looked back at Jey, and a tear rolled down her face.

"I'm sorry, Jey." She says quietly, before she raises the chair and slam it onto his back harshly. Jey screamed out in agony, and rolled over. Another tear rolled down her face, and she paused, but then the switch suddenly flipped back on inside of her and her frown slowly turned into a dark smile, while a giggle escaped her lips. She lifted the chair up once more, and began to beat him up with the chair repeatedly.

One, two, three, four, five, six. She took a small break, sighing with a lazy smirk on her face before hitting him with the chair one last time. She laughed hysterically in her signature evil tone before tossing the chair away. The tears that were on her face were still evident, so she wiped them off slowly, flicking them away. She walked backwards to the rope and held her hand out, signaling for Paul to hand over her title, and he did; Meanwhile, when Sasha looked over at Roman, he just stood there with his evil smug of a smile on his face.

He walked over to her, sliding his title off of his shoulder and wrapped his arm around her waist. She looked up at him as he looked down at her, the chemistry they had was bouncing off of the walls and the dangerous feeling they had for each other grew stronger. It couldn't get any more crazier than this.

Roman kissed her forehead, then they both looked at the camera, and raised their titles together.

"What on earth has Roman done to Sasha Banks?" Corey graves asks, with a hint of fear in his voice as well. Michael Cole briefly looked at him with a bewildered expression. The vibe in the room was completely unexplainable, and even though the programmed boos were roaring, the look on everyone's faces on the screens were priceless. Everyone was so caught off guard by what they just saw, and had zero words. No one, absolutely no one saw this side of the blueprint. It was unlike anything anyone had ever seen before, and it was extremely bizarre.

After a long pause of silence, SmackDown went off air.

December 11, 2020

As Sasha walked down the hallway of the SmackDown halls, just about all of the men's and women's roster were in groups and huddles whispering, watching her walk by in silence. She tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, and looked down, avoiding the glances she was receiving. It had been a rough week for the standard ever since last Friday, and nothing has been the same since. Sasha felt so confused, and extremely guilty about the events that had taken place. Everyone on social media, including people who were present in her life couldn't stop talking about the brutal attack she made on Jey. She refused to look at any replays of the incident, because she couldn't believe what she had done. Sasha had no idea who that woman was last Friday, and had zero idea what has gotten into her. It made no sense to the women's champion at all and she felt so lost. She put on a brave face in front of Roman ever since then and pretended like she was okay with everything, when really she wasn't.

Roman had actually been looking everywhere for her tonight, normally it would've taken a whole army to tear them apart from each other's side but Sasha needed time to collect her thoughts on her own. Besides, she had to hurry and do a contract signing with Carmella.

"Sasha, do you have a moment?" A reporter lady, who Sasha wasn't quite sure what her name was said. She sighed heavily, stopping in her tracks, letting her go ahead without saying a word.

"Um.." The reporter trailed off and pointed to the nearby television screen, "Do you care to explain your reasoning for what happened last week?" Then, television started to play replays of the attack Roman did to Jey and Kevin, and Sasha joining in, attacking Jey. Sasha looked down, feeling ashamed and the replay finished. The reporter slowly brought up the microphone to her, awaiting a response.

She lifted her head back up, and exhaled, "Listen, I gotta' go." Sasha pushed the microphone out of her face and kept walking forward until she reached the ring. She tried her best to pull herself together as she did her entrance and entered the ring, the one thing that she couldn't let happen is let Carmella see her when she felt down. Sasha refused, and she was ready to get this contract signing over with. Adam Pearce was in the ring as well, and Sasha sat down in the seat provided.

"Sasha. Last week after what it felt like a very personal war of words between you and Carmella, you issued a very confident challenge to face her at the TLC pay-per-view for that SmackDown Women's Championship. This contract signing will in fact make that match official." Adam informs, placing the contract on the table. As he continues to ramble on, Sasha wastes no time in opening it, however, there was no contract in the case. Her patience was extremely low and had zero time in playing any games.

"What the hell is this?" She pointed at the missing contract with fustration in her voice, "Are you kidding me? Is this a set up?"

Adam had no idea what was going on and also didn't know that the contract was missing. He tried his best to calm her down but it didn't work, she was upset. As Sasha continued to go off, Carmella's sneaky laugh lingered from the big screen, causing Sasha and Adam to look up.

"Looking for this, honey?" Carmella waves the contract in her hand, making Sasha's blood boil, "Sasha, don't you know by now that I make the rules, and you follow them. Don't worry though, I did sign the contract and I'll have it hand delivered to you by my somalia."

The camera backed up a little bit, revealing a dark skinned man with dreads, wearing a blue tux. Sasha rolled her eyes, watching the two of them.

"Will you take this to little miss, pretty pants over there?" She asks him nicely and he nods, taking the contract and shortly made his way over to her.

"You know, I should've know that you've been up to your dirty little tricks." Sasha says into the microphone, speaking to Carmella, "Aren't you embarrassed being you, Carmella?" She shades, looking at her with irritation.

"I'm not embarrassed at all," Carmella shrugs. "I'm proud of who I am, did you seriously think I was going to get in the ring with you tonight? After what you did to Jey Uso last week?" She scoffs. Sasha bits her lip harshly, and looks down in fustration. Then Carmella chuckles.

"Even when you try to put on this whole Boss persona and pretend like you're better than everyone else, you're not. Not even your boy toy, can do anything about that. I mean, come on, out of all people, he chooses you?" Carmella tilts her head, crossing her arms. Sasha stares at her through the screen intensely as she continues, "I'm the hot chick, I play the games, I'm playing the game of chess with your life, and I'm always four moves ahead."

Sasha felt so extremely angry that she couldn't even think straight. She didn't even realize that Carmella's Samolia made it into the ring, handing the contract Adam. Sasha's attention slowly faded over to the two of them, and Adam hesitantly put it in front of Sasha, knowing that she was pissed off. Sasha cracked a small, heated smile as she opened up the contract, stamping her name on it, making the match official. As Carmella complained to Adam how ridiculous Sasha was being in the background, Sasha completely snapped and took her anger out on Carmella's Samolia.

Adam didn't feel the need to stop her or else he knew he most likely would've gotten his ass beat too. Sasha delivered a harsh back-breaker to the Samolia, shoving the table onto him, making Carmella instantly silent and she stared at Sasha in amusement. Sasha grabbed the microphone off of the ground, putting it to her mouth, "You wanna' play games? Then you got it. Me and you, main event, tonight, for the title." She spat, throwing the microphone onto the ring floor and exited the ring, holding her title in her left hand.

After the commerical break and a couple of matches later on from other superstars, a segment showed Sasha getting ready for match with Carmella in her locker room. She was in her ring gear, and her Championship sat next to her. Sasha sat down on the couch in deep thought, and heard footsteps approach her. She looked up to see Roman with a concerned look on his face, this time he was alone. Normally, no one had natural access to her room, but he was an exception.

"We need to talk." Roman said, sending chills through her spine. Sasha sighed slightly, and got up from her seat, crossing her arms, avoiding eye contact with him. They were very close to each other, and Roman could sense the secretive energy bouncing off of her. Something was wrong.

"I've been looking everywhere for you." Roman starts, which says a lot because the head of the table never went out of his way to do such a thing like he did for her. "You haven't returned my calls or texts all night, how come you didn't tell me you had a contract signing tonight? I would've been there with you."

Sasha looked up at him, scanning his handsome face and briefly looked away at times to maintain her emotions. Roman sighed, and shook his head, knowing that she was most likely not going to answer.

"Why would you challenge Carmella for your title?" He questions in confusion, then his look falls to the floor, "And who was that guy out there?"

"No one important, okay?" Sasha quickly reassured, with a hint of impatience in her voice. Roman stared at her unconvinced as she picked up her title, getting ready to leave but he stepped in front of her, blocking her way.

"We're not finished." He warns, but with a soften face, "You can't do this."

Sasha sighed, looking down for a little bit before sliding her Championship on her shoulder. She didn't say anything but simply kiss his cheek, and caress it shortly before brushing past his shoulder lightly, walking out of the locker room. The camera shot closely on Roman's disappointed, yet worried facial expression before the show went to break.

When the show came back on, Kevin stormed backstage to find Roman. Due to the fustration that Roman felt after his conversation with Sasha, it was the icing on the cake due to the build up between him and Kevin. He had no choice but to take the opportunity but attack him backstage, and send a message to his family afterwards, a very threatening message. Roman felt no mercy whatsoever, but someone who he could not get off of his mind was Sasha.

Sasha was currently in a brutal title match against Carmella. There were moments in the match were she was so close to winning, but Carmella still somehow pulled through, especially when her sidekick came out and tried to distract her. After that, Sasha immediately saw red and attacked her, causing her to lose the match due to disqualification. The Somalia tried to pull her off, but as soon as she turned around, Roman appeared in the ring and speared him harshly, catching Sasha off guard. As Roman continued to attack Carmella's Somalia with blows to the head, Carmella took the opportunity to smash a champagne bottle to her back, causing her to scream out loud in pain.

Everyone at the announce table gasped and Roman quickly stopped beating Carmella's sidekick's ass to turn around and see her laid out on the ring floor. Carmella and Roman caught each other's eyes, he stared at her in a despising way while she smirked at him, wanting to jump his bones but decided not to. She slid out of the ring, making her way up the ramp as her Somalia limped, following her. Then, as Roman's angry stare stayed fixated on her, a bunch of referees came into the ring checking if Sasha was alright. Roman turned around and gave them a stern look, pushing one of them away, "Get your fucking hands off of her, go." He ordered loudly, causing all of them to leave the ring.

Roman bent down to her level, and saw a trickle of blood running down her back. He immediately took off his shirt, placing it on her wound. Sasha winced in pain, burying her face into the ring floor, not wanting to show her face from the embarrassment she felt.

"It's okay, babygirl. I got you." Roman whispered to her, wasting no time in picking her up from the ground, carrying her bridal style as he left the ring. As Roman walked up the ramp holding her, the big screen showed a beat up Kevin Owens, sitting down in a steel chair, holding an ice pack on his arm. Kevin looked at the camera angrily, and Roman sighed in defeat, wanting him to give up already.

"We're not done, Roman." Kevin carefully states in a shaky voice, "Watch your back."

Before the show went off air, it showed one last camera shot of Roman, staring at the screen for a couple of seconds before looking down at the beautiful woman in his arms, causing his face to soften. He hated whenever she was in pain, and the head of the table was never the type of person to be scared, but he was honestly scared about what was going through Sasha's mind, and how they were going to move forward.

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