#dolph ziggler oneshot

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Bundle of Joy

Nick Nemeth X fem reader

Finding out you are pregnant with Nic Nemeth (from his pov)

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All week Y/n has been sick in bed, I hated seeing her like this. “Hey baby” I said quietly as I walked into our bedroom, being greeted with a blob of  blankets that I assumed was my wife. “How are you feeling? I brought you some treats” I told her as I approached the bed. “Did you get me Mini eggs?” She asked as she faced me. “Yes I got you mini eggs. Do you know how hard it is to find mini eggs in July” I handed Y/n the bag of treats and watched her open the variety of goodies I picked out for her. “What’s this?” Y/n asked, holding a box of pregnancy tests. “It could explain why you haven’t been feeling good,” I told her. I had noticed she missed her last period and with the constant nausea I had developed this hope that maybe, just maybe Y/n was pregnant. I could tell by the look in Y/n’s eyes that she was scared, the reality of possibly being pregnant setting in. “Whatever happens, I want you to know that I will be there for you” I told her. 

Y/n and I sat on the floor of our master bathroom holding her head in my lap as we waited for the results. “Are you ready to see the results?” Y/n asked as she picked up the piece of plastic. I watched her pick up the piece of plastic, eyes carefully scanning the object to making sure what she was seeing was correct. “It says pregnant” I couldn't believe the words I was hearing.

“I’m going to be a dad!” I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. “Yeah, we are going to be parents”  

[damiansgoodgirll]

officially updating the list for the wwe wrestlers i’m writing at the moment :

rhea ripley (not smut)

damian priest

the judgement day (platonic)

jey uso

the usos (platonic)

cody rhodes ( only if i’m really inspired by the request tho…)

seth rollins

dolph ziggler (i love my blond baby and i miss him okay?)

feel free to send requests!

it might take me some time to get all the requests done because it’s christmas week and i’m working as crazy but i’ll try to write them all!

[itjazzbicch]

Still A Show Off

Pairing:  Dolph Ziggler x Fem Reader 

Summary: The reader, being long-time friends with Dolph, doesn't believe that he's not as mature as he makes himself out to be when he comes to their night out in a suit and tie, trying to be a formal show off and he surely shows off...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) 

Word Count: 1.5k 

Tag List: @demonqueen29 @peachy-satan00 @new-zealand-chic  @crowleysqueenofhell @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @thatpanpal @damnnhausen @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @linziland13 @xxx-jazz-xxx @writtingrose @cuzimacomedian @april-jeanette-wagner @starwithaheart @seeingstarks @rubyred1980 

I DO OWN THIS GIF:   

"Hey, I thought this was supposed to be a party night!"

Truth be told, my silk dress did match but seeing Dolph step out of the elevator, fixing his tie and that black suit that was tailor-made. He stole any and all kinds of spotlight, showing off without needing to.

"What do you mean? You look just fine," He put a lot of emphasis on that, fine, having me smile and roll my eyes, "Nothing wrong with being a little formal for a change."

"Yeah, let's see if you still say that when you've had a drink or two," I joked, heading in with him as he teased:

"On you or off you?"

My silence made him laugh at first, thinking of a comeback and heading to the table with all of our friends, shooting at him:

"If they're gonna be on anyone it's gonna be you."

"Like I have a problem with that," He winked before sitting down next to Bobby, leaving the flirting and teasing alone for the time being.

Not being ourselves was inevitable whenever it was a night out, a few drinks and we were all laughing, and when the music came on? We all began to scatter out and I was up for a dance, sliding over to Dolph sitting in our booth still:

"Can you still dance in that suit?"

"What kind of question is that? Dolph laughed, sliding out and taking me with him, "You just love dancing with me."

"You're the only one who can keep up with me," I smiled, stepping out to dance and getting a feel of the song.

The beat had a quick pace, but the bass on top of it was deep and was making my hips sway back and forth, closing my eyes for a moment to let it soak in, flashing them open when Dolph held my hand and twirled me around, pulling my hips back into him:

"You know, it's a little harder to move in this than I thought, but you can keep doing that."

"That right?" I laughed, swirling my hips around and all over him. I wasn't complaining and as I continued, we both started the feel the music, swaying and he started moving his hips move, pace quickening along with the song.

Twirling back around to face him, I grabbed his tie and growled playfully:

"Thought it was hard to dance in that suit?"

"Maybe I was wrong," He smirked, taking my thigh and pulling so we were chest to chest, raising my thigh and rolling his lips back into his dance, "But I'm dancing now, so what's the issue? I thought you loved dancing with me?"

Biting my lip, I could feel his hard-on right against my panties, my thigh being up raising my dress a little, pulling his tie a little harder so our noses were almost touching:

"I do, but I know what you're doing."

"And what's that?" Wiggling his eyebrows playfully, there was a change in how he was holding me, his hands slowly tightening their grip, the look in his eyes behind his hair changing when I whispered sexily:

"You just wanted to feel all of this up against your dick. I saw how you were watching my hips move. You're not the only one who can move their hips."

Shaking my hips in his hands then grinding again broke him, smirking against my lips and really working his to the music, slipping his tongue into his kiss:

"I can't even argue about that."

"That's what I thought," I kissed back, giggling and noticing how we were moving, leading, "We better get off of this dance floor before people question what we're doing."

"I know a place where we can go then," He took my hand away from his tie and held it, keeping me smiling while heading to the back, both of us snickering when we heard our friends and Bobby:

"Where's Y/N and Dolph at?"

The way he said it was too funny, rushing out of the door and laughed more till I felt a water drop hit me. Looking up at the sky, I noticed that it was raining, but it didn't rain on our parade in the slightest, Dolph took off his jacket:

"I know we all made a short walk, but this should do."

Covering me with his jacket made me smile so much, only downside? The rain was coming down harder:

"Instead of staring at the rain, shouldn't we go? The hotel isn't even a block away."

"Afraid to get wet?" He smirked, stepping into the rain rather than trying to get out of it.

I couldn't move while watching him free his hair from its ponytail, getting slick and his abs were visible through that wet, white dress shirt, still able to hear the music and he swayed his hips to it, seeing how I was staring at his abs, hands sliding down his shirt to let his shirt mold to it and show them better.

"Don't you want to come and find out what else is wet?" I swayed to the music too but took steps back to the sidewalk and those few words had him following along, coming at me and scooping me up in his arms, jacket keeping me covered.

Those were the magic words because he sure made it back to the hotel quickly, drenched from the rain, but still had a smile on his face, keeping me in his arms till we stepped into the hotel room, playing:

"You poor thing, that dress got soaked. Let me take care of that."

That silk was now slippery and falling to the floor with ease, hands sliding down my back and to my ass, kneading and squishing every handful, while my hands began to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt, kissing:

"Let me take care of that suit because you're soaked too."

My hands were so hungry to feel those abs, even more excited to see those pants drop, palming his hard cock for a moment before going after his boxers too. Both of us down to the nude, our hands were all over each other, turning me around and hugging me from behind to squeeze both my breasts, whispering in my ear:

"That rain made you really cold too, but don't worry. I'll heat you right back up."

That whisper and then the kisses all over my neck already earned a soft moan from me, fingertips rolling my nipples, his left hand sliding down my stomach and reaching between my legs, wanting to hear me moan more and remembering earlier:

"And you mentioned something being wet when we left, right?"

"You know what's wet," I chuckled, humming at his thumb on my clit, finger running through my folds and getting slick, nibbling on my ear to get another moan out of me:

"Oh yeah, that's wet."

I was cold from that rain but got set on fire as his finger slipped into me, wasting no time to pump quickly, having my moans grow and finding that sensitive bump with a slight curl of his finger, grinding back against him and getting small shakes.

Done with the playing and becoming impatient, he pulled his hand back, kissing before he stepped on it:

"That's good, but I think I know what you want more."

He whipped me around, picking me up and slamming on the bed, staying right on top of me and kissing with all tongue, hand between our bodies fixing himself and finding my entrance, sliding in and splitting me with tight friction.

"Fuck, Dolph," I quickly bit his lip, closing my eyes to take the feeling in deeper, but it popped free when he smacked his hips against mine, moaning sharply and humming at the way he swirled his hips against mine:

"You know, I have a question," Watching his hips move, pulling his cock out to just his tip, he met my gaze as I wondered:

"What's that?"

"Why'd I wait so long to fuck you?"

He was always so confident, that smile beaming when he smacked his hips into mine again, cock as deep as possible and my moan so loud, growing salacious and already had me in a slight drool, giving just a tiny bit of space between our hips and bottoming out.

"Think it's worth the wait, though?" I had to really focus on breathing when he pressed his chest against mine, making it harder with the bites along my neck, hips still just as swift and fast:

"Worth it and I think I'm just gonna want more."

"You're telling me!" Gasping for air put a slight tear in my eyes, hand messing up his hair and tangling in it, back bending at the rapid smacks of his tip at my sweet spot, uncontrollable movements spazzing out from the burning nerves.

"Just as good as you thought, huh?" That sly smirk of his only made my nerves burn more, hands all over his back when we glued together, one of his hands at the palm of my back, pulling me down into every other thrust when he bottomed out.

At first, I couldn't answer because my moans wouldn't stop coming, hard form words let alone speak, but he loved to talk dirty, wanting to hear me respond despite being in a lost, deep state of pleasure, digging into thoughts like he could read my mind:

"Gonna answer me? Come on, I know you've thought about fucking me."

"I have," I panted, holding on tight and crying out, "And you're so damn good, Dolph! Just keep on fucking me!"

"Feeling yourself?" He pressed his forehead against mine, smiling at how I couldn't stop moaning his name, so close to the edge and ready to throw me off of it.

"Feeling you!" I knew what he meant but was speaking literally rather than what he was getting at, legs latching around his waist to keep that sweet burn that made the friction tighter, the stimulation creating this lightning bolt feeling that was shooting straight into my head.

"Feeling what I'm feeling?" He got at more, taking my wrists and pinning them down to the bed, moving as quickly as possible, "That tight squeeze that's keeping me so deep?"

"Yeah, Dolph!" Trying to get more air, I pushed my head back into the pillows hard, my whole upper body trying to rise with the arch of my back, shaking with every gasp, "I'm cuming, Dolph!"

Right as I said it, my body lost all control, latching around his torso and scratching at his back when he let my wrists go, kissing over all the moans, whining at my walls still pulsating around his cock and tongue down my throat, making a mess of me from head to toe.

"Damn, you came hard," His lips smiled, enjoying a few more thrusts before burying himself, body resting a little, worn out from the intensity.

"I don't know what else to say but-" I tried to think, but couldn't smiling and giggling when my head dropped, "Oh my god." 

[wrestling0neshots]

Lost - Dean Ambrose

When a certain Dolph Ziggler refuses to leave you alone you become incredibly grateful to have three brothers who will come find you when you're late.

This was requested by Hollyemberbvbarmy on AO3 Originally posted on Archive Of Our Own.

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"Listen, I'm just arriving at the arena now."  "You should have been here fifteen minutes ago" Dean shouts down the phone. When will he learn the speaker can still pick him up if it's not right next to his mouth.

"I can't help that there was a crash after you left. Now, I'm getting out now. I'll be there shortly guys. I won't be any longer than five minutes, I promise"  "Alright, just make sure you're no longer than that. If you are we'll-" "Come find me" you chuckle, cutting Roman off. "Now let me go so I can grab all my stuff"

"Alright" Roman replies "see you soon" You smile, although he can't see that, being on the other end of the phone and all. "See you soon"

The phone call ends and you open the car door. You grab your phone from the hands-free mount and slide it into your back pocket, shutting the door quietly behind you before grabbing your stuff from the trunk.

Sure you only have two bags, but you're travelling with the boys from now on so you can't leave them in a separate vehicle. That has happened before and it was not fun.

You lock the car before proceeding to enter the arena. It's a few hours before the show so it's only employee's in the entire arena, which isn't many when compared to the amount of fans it holds.  That's also why you don't understand them freaking out because you're a little late, the show isn't anywhere near starting.

You pull your suitcase behind you as you attempt to find your way to the locker room housing your brothers, turning corner after corner. They really ought to have given you a map or something.

"You look lost" "I am lost" you reply, attempting to put a face to the voice. "Where's a pretty girl like you trying to get to?" He asks.

"The Shield's locker room" you reply, still into the darkness. You grow more and more aware as the seconds tick by. Do they really want to help you? "And why would you want to go there?" They ask.

You have the sudden urge to turn around and decide to act on it, a tanned blonde man leaning a little too close for comfort. "Because that's where I was told to meet them" you state, taking a step back from the stranger. "Oh. I know who you are" he smirks. You cringe internally, please don't let him hit on you "the Shield's hot female friend" 

The internal cringe becomes external cringe. "Yeah sure. That's me. If you're not going to point me in the right direction I'll find it myself" you turn back around, not even taking two steps before he's in front of you again.

"Woah, where do you think you're going? We barely even know each other" you bite the inside of your lip, drawing in a deep, impatient breath. He's really doing this. "And it's going to stay that way" you respond, trying to sound as bored as possible. 

For too long you've been stuck here with him, the few minutes seems like forever. You could have found the locker room yourself by now. "Ouch, that really hurts" he frowns, placing one hand over his heart.

"Yeah well so does being here with you" the roll of your eyes sells the line, leaving him more hurt than possibly ever by the look on his face. You go to push around him but he sticks his arm out in front of you. "Just let me leave" you sigh. His persistence is a pain, just like his presence. You don't even know his name and he's here trying to get a kiss or something.

At this rate he's going to get a kick between the legs. "Not until I get your number" he grins.  You cringe again, why do some people have to be like this? If he would just leave it your day would be so much better.

"You're not getting her number, Ziggler" a deep voice booms. You can feel their presence behind you, seeming to appear out of nowhere.  You know how they're stood, Roman stands behind you, the tallest of the three, Dean to your left and Seth to your right.

"Woah guys, I was just joking" he tries to laugh, but none of your brothers laugh with him. "It doesn't seem like you were joking" Seth states. "No, it doesn't" Dean steps between you and Ziggler as he was called. 

The three of them surround you, and the other guy starts to move backwards. His hands are up in defence and suddenly he doesn't look so cocky.

"You think it's funny to flirt with someone who doesn't want you to flirt with them, and refuse to help them?" Dean asks, taking a step closer to the other man. "No. No it wasn't cool I won't do it again" "I'm not sure that's good enough" Dean rolls his shoulders. "Dean" you call, you don't need a fight on your hands. But he steps closer. "Dean!" His head whips around, intentions clear on his face. "Enough." 

Dean slowly turns his head back to face Dolph. "You got lucky this time, buddy, but if I catch you again and without someone to stop me I'll make sure you never show the world anything ever again"

You say nothing as Dean storms past him. "Well, at least we didn't have to pull him off like last time" Seth shrugs. "What a mess that was" Roman chuckles. You look between the two of them, but don't ask. You don't need, or want, to know some of the things your brothers have gotten up to.

"Let's go guys, before Dean finds someone else to take his anger out on while we're not around" "Good idea" Seth nods, agreeing with Roman. And just like that everything is resolved, and life is how it should be.

Dean's rampaging about something that has been resolved, Seth and Roman are chasing after him making sure no one gets hurt. And you? You're just happy to be back with the guys who became your brothers.

[anerdysouthernbelle]

Masterlist

Here we go guys! 

I have finally made a masterlist of my fics and this will be updated (updated as of September 3rd, 2018) as I add more to this list. Right now, it’s kinda gonna be a slight mishmash because I don’t have set themes, just people. 

I also do have the right to turn down your request if I can’t find anything interesting (ie, either the person you request or the plot line)

It should be noted that I have a list of do not write for and that is as follows:

The Wyatt Family (and Braun Strowman)

Shane McMahon

Enzo and Big Cass

Roman (I’m sorry, I love him but I just don’t feel right writing about him for some reason)  

Randy Orton (cause he’s a racist POS so yea)

Dolph Ziggler (he’s so, so, stale - that being said, I am including one I wrote in 2015 but that’s it lol)

TJP

Revival (Dawson, no - Dash, yes)

Brock Lesnar (please don’t)

Samoa Joe (again, don’t)

Hardy Boyz (I like them, but I can’t see myself writing for them)

Lana (she’s trash - I used to like her but she just turned out to be a trashy person)

Rusev (he’s cool but nah, no requests please)

Mojo Rawley

The Briscoes

Zack Ryder

The majority of Suzuki-Gun (I pretty much hate everyone aside from Zack Sabre Jr. and MiSu and MiSu is old enough to be my dad so just Zack - sorry!)

EVIL and BUSHI (I can maybe write for Hiromu but I don’t think I could do smut for him, SANADA I can definitely do (pun intended), Naito maybe but idk about smut)

Everyone else is fine (within reason - this means no slash, no rape scenes, no incest (this isn’t Game of Thrones) or nothing that would potentially be triggering to other potential readers), just send me an ask - I normally do song fics (meaning you give me a song and I incorporate it into the scene. I do fluff, angst and smut - give me a pairing or I can do reader inserts with superstars or an OC/superstar.

Okay, here we go! 

*Adding my playlists for writing here (you are welcome to follow and listen and maybe even get some inspiration!

Playlist 1: Smut

Playlist 2: Angst

Pete Dunne

In Case You Didn’t Know

“You’re so beautiful, all spread out like this, just for me.”

Seth Rollins

Leave All The Lights On 

Tama Tonga 

Wrong

NSFW Alphabet

Dolph Ziggler (Yes, I know, but this was from like 2015 and I’m sure there’s still fans lol)

Take Your Time

Alexa Bliss

Take Your Time

Nikki Bella

Better Dig Two

John Cena

Better Dig Two

Adam Cole

Cop Car 

Peter Pan

Tyler Bate

UntIl You Come Back Home

Will Ospreay

I Hate Hospitals

Tommaso Ciampa

Issues

Issues Pt. 2

Finn Balor

Marry Me

Zack Sabre Jr.

Stay

Dakota Kai

Perfume

Dean Ambrose

Back to You

[ao3feed-ambreigns]

Wrestling Oneshots

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3eHhbBw

by DarbyAllinTrash

Just a bunch of random Wrestling oneshots.

Words: 1401, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: World Wrestling Entertainment, All Elite Wrestling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley, Roman Reigns, Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, Stephanie McMahon, Cody Rhodes, Stardust - Character, Dolph Ziggler, Drew McIntyre, Chris Jericho, AJ Styles, Kenny Omega, Nick Jackson, Matt Jackson, Hangman Adam Page, Goldust, Brit Baker, Kris Statlander, Darby Allin, Sammy Guevara, MJF, Orange Cassidy

Relationships: Brit Baker/Kris Statlander, MJF/Cody Rhodes, Hangman Adam Page/Kenny Omega, Kenny Omega/Nick Jackson, Kenny Omega/Matt Jackson, Randy Orton/Cody Rhodes, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/Roman Reigns/Seth Rollins | Tyler Black, Cody Rhodes/Darby Allin, Orange Cassidy | JC Ryder/Drew Gulak/Ashley Remington | Dalton Castle/Chuck Taylor, Drew Mcintyre/Dolph Ziggler, Chris Jericho/AJ Styles, Dean Ambrose | Jon Moxley/A.J. Styles, Chris Jericho/Kevin Owens | Kevin Steen

Additional Tags: Oneshot, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Just a bunch of wrestling one shots, Many different Aus

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3eHhbBw

[wwe-fluff-fic]

Seth Rollins - I Love You But Stop.

Seth Rollins - Prompt #8: “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

Warnings - Swearing, slightly implied smut.

Word Count - 1,070 words.

Requested by - @m-a-t-91  

Side Note - How cute it this dork ^

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“I fucking hate that bitch.” Anger seethed through you as you slammed through your boyfriend of 1 year’s dressing room door.

“Woah, woah slow down there Y/N, what’d I do this time!?” Seth exclaimed as a concerned look washed over his previously joyful face.

“No! Not you this time. That fucking bitch Dana Brooke.” Tearing off the black tape fastened around your hands, your voice rose, almost silencing the muffled voices from outside the dressing room. Slumping down onto the bench in the centre of the room, your head soon reached your hands; not in being upset, just through being in complete resentment. You had to maintain your ever-growing fury in one way or another, Seth seemed to be your only option - well it’s rocket science to realise he doesn’t catch on that quick.

He was quick to sit beside you, one of his hands sat with a firm grip upon the top of your thigh. “Wait, what happened?” He questioned, softly tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Seth, are you kidding me? Did you not watch your own girlfriends match!?” Your volume grew even louder, not being able to understand why your own boyfriend didn’t have a damn clue what you were on about. “How do you not know what I’m talking about?”

“I did watch your match Y/N… I also had to get changed as well, considering my match was right before yours. Don’t go and get stressy at me and just tell me what’s up.” Seth now became more like yours, speaking in more of a raspy tone whilst he gradually lifted his hand away from your thigh, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“I’m not even over exaggerating here Seth, she literally almost dropped me directly on my head during our match and then once we get backstage, she had the nerve to come up to me, telling me that I almost put her life in danger and was my fault.” You yelled, your tenseness becoming more and more evident as you strangled Seth’s hand. “Not gonna lie, I was so tempted to just punch her flat in the face right there and then but I’m not that low of a person.”

The tension was almost too much at this point to contain. Nobody had ever made you feel this way before; not even Seth and god he had pissed you off before. At this point in time, Seth wasn’t doing much help either, maybe you had to take matters into your own hands.  It was almost as if a sudden urge rushed over you, the urge to just slap that bitch right across her jaw. You body somewhat automatically seemed to snap into a standing position, edging towards the door before a stiff grip forced you to stop. “Seth, let me go.”

“You need to calm down.” Seth comforted, stroking the back of your head whilst positioned tightly in a hug against your dainty frame. 

“She almost ruined my career Seth, and then why is it my fault? She’s delirious.” This on-going build up of rage you tried to compress was growing even more difficult to bear. Your instant reaction; pick up the nearest object and lob it across the room- and so you did. The obnoxiously loud crash of the water bottle hitting one of the lockers, evidently made you flinch.

“I needed that.” Seth began to chuckle, stepping towards you after your short outburst.

“Why are you laughing?” You scoffed, watching as he yet continued to laugh to himself.

Instantaneously you were dragged into a strong embrace, Seth’s thumbs rubbing against the apples of your cheeks. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” That one sentence was enough to drive any girl mad; you weren’t any exception. Him just standing there drove you mad, a rollercoaster of emotions would all surge through your body at once every time he talked, every time he touched you, every time that famous smirk would etch on his face.

When Seth got ‘turned on’ he would go full force. That’s why it came to no surprise that before you knew it, you were firmly pressed against the wall, shielded by his hunky build. A constant flurry of kisses were placed upon your lips, carrying down to your neck.

“Seth, not here.” You breathed in between kisses. “We’re at work.”

“And… does that matter.” He growled against your neck, pressing his body closer into yours. 

“Yes, it does Seth…” You continued, pressing his chest away with your palm, biting your lip at the same time. “I have to go and meet the other girls.”

“You always meet them… c’mon babe.” He consistently pestered, the aim to guilt trip you into doing as he said. You couldn’t though.

“Baby… I’d love to stay but I have to film a scene for Total Divas in like 5.”

“Great so we have 5 minutes?” Seth perked up, longing on the thought of you having 5 minutes to yourself for once in your overly hectic schedule. You could see instantly Seth’s facial expression deteriorate into disappointment and you slowly shook your head, beginning to walk towards the door. 

“Don’t go baby, please.” His poor attempt of expressing “puppy dog” eyes didn’t help him out much, just left you giggling lightly to yourself.

“Sethy, I have 5 hours later once I’m done, okay?” You negotiated with him, leaving him stood still, eyebrows furrowed together, deep in thought.

“Yeah but… I don’t think you can go looking like that Y/N…” He voice rose, your body left with ultimately a sense of concern.

“I swear to god if you’ve ruined my makeu-” Your words came to a halt whilst you watched your boyfriend motion his hand towards his neck, clearly pointing out a certain mark he embedded on your skin. “You seriously gave me a hickey? The makeup team are going to kill me!” You couldn’t contain your laughter at this point, however, you had to maintain your cool. Seth certainly wasn’t going to get his way; like always.

“Well looks as though you’ll have to stay here.” His eyes gleamed hope, only wanting for you to give into his ways of words.

“Good try Rollins. See you tonight baby.” You grinned from ear to ear, winking in his direction, finally walking out to get yourself sorted - well that was all thanks to your extremely dominant and immensely attractive boyfriend Seth Rollins.

A/N - Woo! It’s done! I really enjoyed writing this one so hopefully you enjoy reading it! It was a great request to fulfill xo ~ Nikkii

[fanfictiontrash9766]

America’s Sweetheart

(A/N) 03/13/2022 Hello lovely readers, my whole account is going under an overhaul and some stories will be axed while others left alone. I appreciate your patience with me as I do this. Happy Reading!

America’s Sweetheart

Rating M Chapter 1 of ?? Word Count: 1,238 Oneshot or Series

June 18, 2018

Andrea watched in horror from backstage as her friend Seth Rollins lost the intercontinental championship to that pompous, pig headed, loudmouth Dolph Ziggler. Her sky-blue eyes peeked through the gaps in her fingers to see when Dolph grabbed Seth’s pants waistband to keep him from moving. Andrea didn’t hear the count of three as horror for her friend washed over her. Andrea stepped forward to stand at the edge of the viewing area, right next to Roman. Movement caught her eye as Drew and Dolph started to torment an exhausted Seth. Andrea’s body moved, bolting for that black curtain that lead to the ramp. Her brain was seemingly left in the dust behind her when she ran to help. Only managing to slam back into it’s rightful place when a massive Samoan arm was around her waist in a second and was as unmoving as steel.

“Let me go.” It was half hissed half snarled at the man who she only sometimes regarded as a friend. 

“You know I can’t do that Andrea. Plus, you’d only get him distracted and hurt worse than he already would be.” Roman rolled his eyes while he spoke, disgust at her childishness showing through his tone.

“Contrary to your beliefs Chosen One. I can wrestle better than you think if you only deign to watch one of my matches. You would never stoop so low though, would you.” Andrea sported a cruel smile when she saw the large man flinch at the sneered insult. 

Another jolt from Roman was this time due to her pointed crimson nails digging into his forearms deep enough to draw blood. He grabbed her by the wrists and dragged her roughly away from the direct entrance to the stage. Reminding herself they were surrounded by coworkers she didn’t try rooting herself to the ground and making the Samoan move her. 

Her natural mousy brown hair was dyed a darker shade and had deep hues of violet in it making it mesmerizing when she jumped off the top ropes in matches. The locks usually fell to her mid back and was meticulously braided when not wrestling. She hadn’t had the chance to braid it that night before Seth’s match was up, so she skipped the nightly ritual to see Dolph get his ass kicked. Or so she thought.

She felt Roman’s chest shake with barely contained laughter at something, only aggravating the five foot four woman even further. Any attempt at not looking like a total lunatic failed when she saw her reflection in a nearby mirror and what Roman was trying not to laugh at. Her hair was swirled in a rats nest around her face and sticking up in every direction with her blue eyes the only discernible feature looking through the gaps in her hair. When she realized there was no getting out from his grip she let out a sigh of defeat and glared up at her friend.

“Roman let me go! I’m not letting Dolph and Drew just DO THAT to Seth. I’m going to grab Dolph by his fried over-bleached hair and let him know the bleach has gone to his goddamn brain!” Andrea growled as she tried to move Roman’s arm with no luck. 

“Alright Cousin itt, what happens when you’re over-powered by one of them and end up hurt? I don’t want to explain to Dean why you got your ass handed to you by Dolph Ziggler of all people.” Roman let go of her when she started to dig her nails into his arm once again and he hissed in pain before looking at the relatively deep scratches peppering his forearm.

There was a hand on her ass, and she whirled from Roman and looking straight into the blue of Dolph Ziggler’s eyes. From the corner of her eye she saw Drew sizing up Roman and Roman doing the same. She didn’t blame him for not doing anything because of his match later that night. It wouldn’t do for him to be injured because she had a temper and a loud mouth. 

“Looks like you’re helpless without your dogs, Ambrose.” Dolph purred and took a step closer, she knew what he was doing or trying to do. And it was working.

He was so close she could feel the heat from his body trying to jump to hers. Andrea was known for her terrible poker face and her reputation was fulfilled just then. Blush flooded her freckled face while feelings warred in her chest about what to do next. She conceded half a step in their silent battle of bluffs because once again she had lost.

“Is the princess scared now? Seems like you’re realizing no one can beat us, not even your precious shield brothers. I mean, look at Seth.” A satisfied smile curled up on Dolph’s lips.

Andrea wished her and Roman were just a little closer as friends right about now because he would leave her to save herself. After getting punched by Randy Orton because she ran her mouth too any times. He said she was on her own. Neither told Dean about it but it was an agreement between the two that they weren’t obligated to rescue each other.

“Why would I be scared by someone who hasn’t been relevant for the better part of ten years?” The metaphorical low blow came easily.

“Ouch, all I see is a little princess who’s in over her head and without muscle to back up her threats. So maybe when you’re done stringing Seth alo-.” He didn’t get to finish that sentence because she brought her knee up between his legs, hard.

Not only did Dolph go down, but he grabbed a fistful of her hair and took Andrea down with him. She yelped at the pain in her scalp so she struggled to get loose with no avail. She managed to get a slap in even though her face was pressed to his still sweat damp chest. A laugh of irony came from Dolph at their precarious situation that he had a clear view of. Her straddling his lap with her face shoved into his chest and her arms flailing to hit him. She couldn’t get enough leverage to hit him with any force only adding to her growing frustration. Andrea was shaking with rage that all he held her down by was her hair with his fist, after all this time and he was still stronger. Hands grabbed the back of her shirt and lifted her off the new intercontinental champion. She expected it to be Drew but to her horror it was Roman, acting as if she was a petulant child to be repremanded.

When he put her down, she didn’t get the chance to scream at him like she wanted to for manhandling her. Because there Seth was limping backstage, and she was rushing over to him and helping to support his weight. 

“Are you alright? Ro wouldn’t let me come out and help.” Andrea asked as she looked him over for anything serious.

“No. Nothing too bad, my knee is a bit swollen but that’s about it.” Seth answered as he slumped against Andrea because of the exhaustion lining his bones.

Dolph and Drew scurried off the second they had an opening to it seemed. The three of them made the slow walk to the locker room in silence.

[danielleh96]

DOLPH ZIGGLER

Someone PLEASE make me a Dolph Ziggler fanfic/oneshot!!!! I need more 😬

[wrestling0neshots]

“Hot Stuff” - Seth Rollins

No one tells you what to do, not even your husband. Originally posted on Archive Of Our Own --------------------------------------------------------------

With a smile you put down the bottle of water, of which is now half full. You do a few basic stretches, enough to allow your body to relax but keep it warmed up for whatever you decide to do next. "Thank you again for sparring with me, and sorry for kicking your ass" you offer a smile to the blonde, who simply frowns. It wasn't his fault he couldn't catch you. Or counter. Or, really, touch you at all. Apparently you're just too fast for your long-time friend. "Watch it hot stuff" he threatens, sending a playful glare in your direction. You shake your head, suppressing a giggle.

"Call her hot stuff again and I'll curbstomp your ass, Ziggler" You roll your eyes, causing Dolph to snigger. Your husband, Seth Rollins, walks past the two of you, mid workout himself. "Oh" Seth turns around, "So you think this is funny? You think it's okay to speak about someone's wife like that is a joke?" He asks, stalking towards Dolph, a violent glimmer shining in his chocolate eyes. He usually isn't one to let something so simple bother him, but you know he hasn't had the best day.

Before Seth can get to Dolph you slide between them, placing your hands on Seth's chest. You know if you're not careful he might do some damage. As good as his intentions are of protecting his woman doing it violently is not the right way to do so. It does leave you to wonder how he hasn't ever heard Dolph say it before, it's not like him calling you hot stuff is a new thing.

"It's only a nickname, calm down. He isn't hitting on me" you state. "Stay out of this Y/n. If he wants to catcall you he can answer to my fist" you take a step back, folding your arms over your chest. That's your husband, childish and petty as ever. "I wasn't-" Dolph attempts to explain the situation to Seth, realising he's not going to get out of it any other way, but Seth cuts him off, unwilling to listen. "Don't try to tell me what you were doing. I know what you were doing" Seth's voice has begun to raise, after the loss of his match you know this is not a good time for anyone to be looking at him funny, let alone trying to reason with him.

"Seth" you sigh, knowing he has it all wrong. You and Dolph have always been friends, but due to the difference in scheduling you've not seen him in a long time, especially for more than a passing conversation. And apparently even with the time you have been with Seth no nicknames have ever been said, which means Seth doesn't understand the joke running between the two of you. "I told you to stay out of this" Seth growls. You take in a long breath. You didn't want to do this but now you have to.

"Colby Daniel Lopez you listen to me right now" you demand, "I will not stand here and let you beat my friend to a pulp over a nickname. I am a married woman, if he oversteps the line I can handle it. And as YOUR wife I expect you to trust my judgement. Now go sit your ass down and cool off" Seth hangs his head, nodding before turning on his heel and walking the other way.

Once he's out of sight you turn to Dolph, who too has his head down, and you can see he's trying to hide a smile. "What is it now, Ziggler?" You ask, raising an eyebrow in suspicion as he shuffles on the spot. "I just-" he begins to laugh quietly. "You just what, hmm?" You question, arms now folded loosely over your chest.

"Nothing, I just didn't exactly expect you to put him in his place like that" Dolph finally bursts out laughing. You keep your arms folded, keeping a deadly straight and serious face as he doubles over, clutching his stomach from all the laughing.

"What's so funny?" An arm makes its way over your shoulder and you lean into the familiar body. "Nothing" Dolph stops laughing immediately, standing upright to face the Iowan. "Damn right" Seth chuckles from beside you, having come to his senses.

"Better?" you ask him. You feel your husband nod his head once. "Good, now, you know what you have to do" Seth nods once more.

"Sorry Dolph, I overreacted" Dolph nods, holding out his hand, which Seth takes and shakes, agreeing to be civil. You see Seth visibly relax, Dolph seeming to convince him in a single handshake that the long running joke is only a joke.

"It's all good, wouldn't have been the first time I've been beaten up by a hot chicks husband anyway" you chuckle. "And it wouldn't have been the last" you snigger. Dolph sends a playful glare in your direction. "Do you really need another ass kicking today, Ziggler? If you want to argue with me get back in the ring" you nod towards the squared circle in the center of the room.

The blonde holds up his hands in surrender. "I'll pass, maybe next time, hot stuff" he winks at Seth, smiling, before leaving the room.

"Hot stuff" Seth mumbles. You turn you head to look him straight in the eyes. "You dare start Lopez and I'll kick your ass as well" you state. Seth raises his eyebrow, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"Get in the ring" you demand. He chuckles, and you fold your arms, "Did I stutter? Get in the ring" Seth's smirk falls from his lips as he realises your deadly serious. You'll happily get in the ring and show him not to mess with you, whether he's your husband or not. "I really need to go over there and do something other than get my ass handed to me" Seth points at the weights. You shake your head and let a small smile slip past your deadly facade. "Next time I won't let you slide so easy"

[awondrousimagination-blog]

Like Father, Like Sons

For Anon <3 

Tags: wwe-oneshotsandimagines

Dolph Ziggler x Reader (Also Twin Sons)

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“Daddy! Can you show me and Anthony some cool wrestling moves?” One of Dolph Ziggler’s twin boys, Jayden, ran into the bedroom you and Dolph shared. It wasn’t long before his brother, Anthony, ran into the room as well. “Yeah! Can you please?” Jayden and Anthony were only 9 years old but they had energetic personalities like their father. They jumped onto your bed causing Dolph to chuckle a bit and look at you. “You have to see if mom’s okay with that boys.” The boys were now crawling over to you and kneeling on the bed beside you. “Mommy! Please! Can we?” Jayden pouted his lip and Anthony followed. “Yeah Mommy please! We really want to learn!” You looked at Dolph who was standing and stretching towards the ceiling. You let out a sigh and looked at your husband. “Fine.. But only if the three of you are going to be safe. If he hurts you, i’ll kick his butt myself. You guys also aren’t allowed to do this at school, I spent too much time in the principal’s office when I was younger to be going back!” The three of them laughed and the boys climbed off the bed to stand in front of Dolph. You sat at the edge of the bed and watched your three favorite boys have a great time. Dolph was teaching them moves that couldn’t hurt them, so you were relieved. You brought out your phone and began to record the boys having a mini wrestling match. Jayden had Dolph in a headlock and although he wasn’t getting hurt by it he pretended he was so Jayden could feel powerful. Then, it was Anthony’s turn. Jayden and Anthony tag teamed Dolph and were going all out because they wanted to “win” their wrestling match. Dolph of course let the boys win and he laid on the floor pretending he was defeated. He would always pride himself on making sure that he made the boys feel like they were on top of the world, and it always worked. You finished the recording on your phone and watched as the twins continued to attack Dolph. You giggled when you heard Dolph call out “Hey! This is no fair! You have a tag team partner!” Jayden stopped his attack to bring you over to Dolph so you could help him. This wasn’t how you pictured your night, but nothing made you happier than seeing your favorites have a good time, especially when you were a part of it. ~ You had a job of being a secretary at a local insurance company and the day was slow so you decided you wanted to show off your boys. You walked over to the desk of one of your good friends, (Y/BF/N). “Girl, you have to see this, look at what the boys were up to last night.” As she watched your video she laughed and continued to say “AW!” When other co workers heard the giggling and saw that there was a video being played on your screen, they walked over and watched one by one. Soon, the entire office was watching the video and giving you compliments on how adorable your boys were. One of your co workers walked over to you and said, “You should put this on youtube or something! You would get so many hits on this!” You gave it thought and texted your husband to see if it was okay with him. He thought it was a great idea so you uploaded it to youtube for others to see. You were extremely proud of your boys and you knew that they would one day grow up to be just like their dad. You smiled at the thought and watched as your youtube views began to skyrocket.

[balorbrigade-blog]

PDA

Pairing: Reader x Dolph Ziggler

Summary: You and Dolph have kept your relationship a secret but after he accidentally posts a photo of you two, you freak out. 

A/N: Still new at this, still trying my hardest but they’re so darn fun x

  After a late night practice session, you sat on the floor in the middle of your dance studio. While looking down at your phone, a shadow fell over you. You looked up to see Dolph smiling down at you with his phone in his hand. You had headphones over your ears, blasting music so you couldn’t hear what he was saying. He mouthed a few more unintelligible words before you finally took your headphones off.

  “What?”

  “I said, ‘Come here. We look hot, and we need to take a photo.’”

  You looked down at your outfit. You were a hip hop dancer and had just finished a routine. Your crop top had seen better days, and your hair was sticking to your face even though you had a snapback on to keep it in place. Dolph on the other hand, looked impeccable as always. Not even three hours of hardcore dancing had phased him, he still looked incredibly sexy to you.

  “Hot? Are you kidding me? Take a selfie if you must, but there’s no way I’m about to be in a p-“ You were cut off as Dolph crouched down and shoved his phone in front of you both, smiling for the camera. Not one to look bad in a photo, you automatically smiled along. It was a pretty cute picture, you had to admit. Dolph had turned his head at the last moment and kissed your cheek, and your smile was genuinely happy.

  Dolph continued to kiss your cheek for a few more moments before kissing all over your face. You giggled and shooed him away, as you prepared to stand up. With a laugh he moved away from you and clicked away on his phone. After a few more stretches, you were ready to pack up and head back home.

  While collecting your water bottle and towel, you saw that your phone had lit up with messages. This was unusual, as the only person to ever really text you at this hour was standing just a few feet away. Curiously, you picked up your phone and what you saw absolutely made your heart sink.

  Dolph?? Rlly, (Y/N)?? You should’ve told me!!

  nice pic on dolph’s insta. hooooottt.

  eeeekkk!! Dolph n u are so cutttteee!!!

  Dozens of more messages like this cluttered your phone and you turned bright red. You whirled around and faced Dolph, the phone in your hand.

  “Um, Dolph? Did you post that photo?” Dolph was busy doing his cool down stretches and wasn’t facing you.

   “Huh? No. I know you wanted to keep us a secret. I only posted some from earlier…” He looked up at you and saw your worried face. “What’s wrong?”

  You unlocked your phone and opened up your Instagram app to find… the picture Dolph had just taken of you two. You walked over to him and showed him the phone and he instantly stood up.

  “Oh fuck… Shit, I’m sorry, (Y/N)…I swear I didn’t do this on purpose.” His eyes were so sincere that all you could do was nod.

  “It w-was just a mistake,” your voice wavered with nervousness.

  “Shhh…come here.” Dolph wrapped his arms around you and you laid your head against his chest. “It’s okay. I got you.”

  He knew you were scared of what everyone would think. You were a pretty quiet person who expressed herself through dance, and he loved that about you. But you were terrified that no one would think you were good enough for him. For crying out loud, he was the show off. He deserved someone equally as theatrical as him. But he loved you for who you were, even if sometimes you could go for days without talking. He knew that you loved him too, and for him that was the best thing he could ask for.

  Dolph leaned back to look at you and held your face in his hands. With a serious face, he brushed some of your hair out of your face.

   “Here’s the plan. We change our names. I become Rolph Wiggler and you can be …geez you’d make any name beautiful, really. Anyways. We’ll run away. Join a traveling circus. Or buy a ranch. Live off the land. Break dance in our spare time to keep us afloat.” He kept his serious face the entire time and you couldn’t help but laugh at his attempt to cheer you up.

  “Shut up. You wouldn’t last a day on a ranch,” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

  “Not true. I’d say I’d make a pretty sexy cowboy. And you’d definitely be hot running around after chickens, (Y/N).” He kissed your nose and you scrunched it up.

  “Not my idea of fun.” You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. “This will be okay. We’ll stay and we’ll be okay.”

  “Yes we will. We make a damn cute couple, babe,” he proudly stated. With a huge smile on his face, he kissed all over your face again, causing you to giggle and squirm.

[wrestling0neshots]

Interruptions - Elias

It's no secret Elias can never go without an interruption, but when he's trying to address something important and a certain Ziggler interrupts him he finds that the best thing that helps that is yet another interruption.

Requested by Vampirezdarkgurl on AO3 Originally posted on Archive Of Our Own

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As you watch the two men make their way up the ramp, you shuffle, deciding you're not comfortable sitting on one leg. Instead you lean back into the seat, crossing your legs at the ankles, pushing your hair out of your face as the dark screen catches your eye.

A familiar sound fills the room, the sound of a guitar. The lights come back on moments later and you find yourself unable to shuffle from your suddenly uncomfortable position due to your eyes being firmly glued to the TV. "Hello, I am Elias" he waits a moment before plucking a few guitar strings, each note complimenting the next.

"And tonight, Ladies and Gentlemen, I have come to discuss something very important to me, so I would appreciate if you kept your mouths shut. "You feel a small smile creep onto your face. It's no secret between you and your friends you've taken a liking to Elias, especially when he's got his guitar with him.

"You see, I've heard a rumour. Now this rumour isn't about me, but I'd like to address it, right here right now" He plucks his guitar strings again, a short melody erupting from the wooden instrument.

You feel your phone vibrate from inside your pocket but pay no attention, too focused on the screen before you. "Now, this is no time for a song" he sets his guitar down and you let out a sad sigh. "I'm not wasting that on people that don't deserve it, people that are too busy asking what to every little thing. Can't you people see? I'm trying to address something that affects me"

You let out a small laugh, quickly picking up your phone and pressing down on the volume button to stop the calls of your friends also watching the show.

"Now, she's here tonight, despite having nothing scheduled, and I know she's watching. And I have a song for her" you furrow your eyebrows, he just said he wasn't doing a song. "Now what does this rumour have to do with Elias, I hear you ask. Well, let me enlighten you. This woman is rumoured to have taken interest in me, romantically. Now, I know she isn't the only one, I'm sure many single ladies, and many wives, take an interest in me like that, but I just happen to have an interest in her as well"

Your breath hitches in your throat, could he be talking about you?

"Your friends told me" he states, looking into the camera, seemingly staring right into you through the TV, "I'll come find you after I'm finished with these.. things" he gestures towards the crowd and the boo him to be expected. "Elias" another voice sounds.

You roll your eyes, why can he never go without an interruption? "You really think that those rumours are true?" Elias nods in response to Dolph Ziggler, who stands on the stage with Drew Mcyintire by his side like usual. "You really think a woman like that could have eyes for you? Now, no offence" he laughs, "but she'd have to be mad. I mean look at you. You're an asshole, and everyone here knows it"

The crowd cheering causes you to internally chuckle, and rise to your feet, Elias won't get just one interruption tonight.

"People close to her have told me, did you not hear that? Did the bleach reach your brain last time you did your hair?" Elias' face is smug for a moment, but it's not long before Dolph decides to open his mouth, causing Elias' face to show his lack of amusement again.

"Listen Elias, you and your stupid guitar won't win a woman over, I on the other hand happen to be charming and handsome, not to mention-"

"Let me just stop you there, Ziggler" You march out onto the stage, microphone in hand. Both men look towards you, and you notice a subtle smile on Elias' face. "You really think you're such a womaniser? No offence Dolph," you chuckle, almost repeating his earlier words, "But right now you're being the asshole. And everyone here knows it" You gesture to the WWE Universe, who cheer loudly.

"Thank you Y/n" Elias chimes, "Why don't you come down here and we can have a little chat? After all, if there's anyone that I needed down here tonight it would be you" he mutters. You try your best to keep a smile from making its way onto your features, deciding you'd rather keep your excitement to yourself for the time being.

You don't meet eyes with either man in the ring, opting to look at the ropes on your way down the ramp.

After a short climb up the stairs you enter the ring through the middle and top ropes. Before you confront Elias you decide to deal with the blonde. "I think it's time for you to leave" you state. Dolph flashes you a smile, hoping to win you over, but you fold your arms. "Not a chance, Ziggler" He pouts, walking back up the ramp and leaving your sight and your mind.

"How much did they tell you?" you ask, leaving the microphone by your side.  "Enough for me to realise I should have come to you about things before, that way we wouldn't be doing this on live TV" you shrug, it's not like you live life that privately. He raises the microphone to his lips.

"This woman right here is the only person I would ever want to be interrupted by. Unlike everyone else in this company Y/n is actually interesting, and the only one I would ever even consider dating" You smirk, Elias turning to the camera. "And so, I'd like to ask her a question." Elias turns back to you.

"Would you, Y/n, be my partner? It comes with a song for your ears only" He opens his arms in question. "A song you say? How could I refuse hearing a wondrous voice like yours" You smile. Elias encases you in his arms, unfortunately for too short a time, before dropping the rope for you.

You exit the ring, jumping from the apron. You wait for Elias to grab his guitar before beginning your accent up the ramp and away from the prying eyes of the WWE Universe.

[wwe-fluff-fic]

Dolph Ziggler - Us Three.

Dolph Ziggler - Prompt #100: “You’re my soulmate.”

- Warnings - Angst, Fluff, Swearing, This guy with babies *-*

Word Count - 2,724 words.

Requested by - Anon.

A/N - I don’t actually understand how he’s this hot, complete babe *-*

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It had been 4 months now. 4 months since you broke up with your boyfriend of 1 year, 4 months since you’d last spoken to this certain wrestler you thought you’d spend forever with, 4 months since you left the WWE for a so-called ‘injury’. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss him like crazy. Not a day goes by where you didn’t think about him, everything seemed so perfect - maybe that’s the reason why it had to come to an end...

Yours and Dolph’s relationship lasting a little over a year meant you could read him like a book, I guess that’s where it all starting to go wrong. Maybe it was all a huge misunderstanding, maybe not; but whatever it was, left your heart splintered for a long while. You could call Nate someone to get over Dolph, but he really wasn’t just that; however admittedly in the first instant; he was. 

It was around 2 weeks after you had split from Dolph, simultaneously you had left the company for ‘short term’. You hadn’t left the house, lost your appetite and cried yourself to sleep for what seemed like an eternity. That singular thought playing like a record on repeat constantly in your head; that image that took you right back to when you walked out your house door and never went back. It was pretty stupid thinking about it... our breakup. His career began to come before me and that pissed me right off until I broke. You still managed to maintain some form of connection to a couple of the women superstars so that’s where this huge party started, and where you ended up in Nate’s bed...

Waking up that morning, turning over to see someone besides you that wasn’t the man you previously saw as ‘husband material’ instantaneously sent chills right down your back. But somehow after 3 months, you were still with this guy, it might have just been that he filled that lost segment of your heart that was lost before, or he truly made you happy, and he did - well that was up until 2 weeks ago. It was good whilst it lasted, he seemed to almost make you feel whole again; like the world could still carry on but then he found out. He finally found out a secret that still to this day, 2 weeks later, only 2 people are aware about. Before you could even blink at that very moment, everything started tumbling into a huge mess that would take a minor miracle to fix.

~ Tuesday Night ~

Not quite sure how she talked you into this. This wasn’t particularly how you’d dreamed of spending a bitter Tuesday evening however, it’s very difficult to change Maryse’s mind when she’s set on something. Miraculously she managed to worm her way into getting you to come to Smackdown Live seeing as it was in your hometown tonight.

The car journey was horrendous to put it bluntly. Way too many jolted halts at intersections, way too much traffic for a usual Tuesday evening and the constant feeling of sickness followed you throughout your journey. It would be an understatement to say you were ecstatic to be finally out of the taxi car, masked with the lingering scent of pure sweat - yeah officially not taking any more taxis.

You entered the backstage area of the arena, heading straight for the area Maryse had advised you to go to; after all, the last thing you wanted was to bump into old faces at this moment in time. Walking as fast as you could carry this ‘extra’ weight you are now starting to feel you took the fastest route to the crates, Maryse immediately catching your glimpse as you approached.

“Okay so tell me the whole story.” Maryse began to pester, forcing you to break the silence you had wanted to keep. “Like start to finish because this whole situation is just...”

“What do you want me to say? Once upon a time I was in a relationship with this wrestler, then we broke up for some stupid reason, but then you decide to have a crappy party and I ended up in bed with some other guy. Subsequent enough?” Your voice rose, talking about this whole ordeal was not what you were interested in doing right now - but yet again, Maryse has a way of getting her own.

“Y/N the child you are currently carrying... talk me through what happened today, in more detail.”

“Well, I dunno I moved my scan date to today because it was easier and it was all going fine until the doctor said he was 99.9% sure that I was 4 months along instead of 3...” You faltered in your speech, unsure on whether to cry or maintain your cool which at this point was extremely hard to do.

“And you weren’t in a relationship with Nate 4 months ago? So it’s definitely Dolph’s...” Maryse stated, in a calm manner, completely opposite to the shaking mess you were currently in and you nodded your head.

“Y/N? Are ya back for real?” A heavily accented voice approached. It wasn’t long before you realised it was Becky. “ How’s your back, ya ready to get back in the ring?”

And yet they still kept coming. The far too familiar raspy tone of Mike soon joined your ever so slightly awkward conversation. “What’s happening over here? Any drama Miz needs to hear about?”

“Y/N’s pregnant.” Maryse blurted out, completely breaking her ‘promise’ she had before, made you. Evidently, your facial features sank downwards in shock, it seemed the same with the other two as well. “You know the best bit... It’s Dolph’s.”

Anger began to run through your blood by now, your little secret was no longer that, instead the news was destined to spread at lightning pace through this small roster which ultimately meant it wouldn’t be long before Dolph found out the truth.

“Wait? What happened to that guy that was all over you Instagram?” Becky shortly inquired before you were dawned with multiple over questions. The Mike chimed in asking if ‘he could tell Dolph.’ Hell no, not yet...

At the click of your fingers, you were greeted by even more confused faces including those of Nikki and Nattie, two women you would’ve considered yourself closest with.

“Guys guess who’s pregnant!” You eyes promptly rolled at Becky’s remark. What, was this some kind of game now? It was clear Nattie was searching amongst the group of petite frames in your huddle, fortunately you wore a coat which somehow covered you protruding belly. Nikki didn’t catch on as quickly as Nattie stating pretty much the obvious... “Brie?” 

A firm grasp was placed on the centre of your stomach causing the other two girls to glance in awe. “Who’s is it?” A stunned Nattie inquired, resulting in a small but warm tear to escape from your eyes, “Dolph’s.”

A stream of tears threatened to flow down your cheeks as you pressed your palms against your head. “Shit hide!” Maryse whispered into your ear, leading you to be positioned behind a crate. What the fuck is she doing? That’s when the waterworks were turned on, that very moment you heard his voice after what seemed like a thousand years from just behind a crate. So much of you just wanted to run and jump into his perfect, muscular arms and tell him how much you’d missed him but the other part of you knew you just couldn’t, it wasn’t debatable that he was going to be just like Nate once he found out... That solely petrified you to death.

The conversation died down, it was clear that he had left. So your cries became even more intense until you were lifted up by your arms, consciously shielding your face with your hands. “Why are you crying like this?” Maryse comforted, linking arms with you to walk to somewhere more private.

“I heard him... Dolph.” you whimpered in between breaths.

“You miss him, don’t you? You were questioned, the smallest of smirks etched on your face for a split second. “You do Y/N.”

You watered eyes turned to face her momentarily whilst you wiped your remaining tears with your index fingers. “More than anything.”

Eventually, you reached a secluded room, one where you could actually clear things off your chest without a mass of people all wanting answers to different questions, some of which you didn’t even know. Stepping in first, you slipped your bag off your shoulder and began to traipse towards a long-awaited seat, ripping your beige coat off your tired, sweaty body at the same time - well that was prior to a deafening slam which startled you. “Maryse open the door! I seriously mean it. Maryse! Little bitch.”

“Y/N...” It was his voice. The very voice which you fell in love with almost instantly, the voice that soothed you to sleep when all you felt like doing was crying.

“Dolph.. I- erm i-” The huge lump which formed in the back of your throat left you stuttering, goosebumps rising from the skin of your arms.

“Is what I’m seeing really true?” Without delay, your head lowered, catching sight of your large and now distinguishable bump. His eyes single-handedly fixed in the same position. “Sorry. What am I doing... Congratulations I guess. I’m sure Nate’s pretty happy, I saw you two on your Instagram. You seemed happy.”

“We’re not together anymore, Nate and I.” Your words clearly shook him.

“But surely he needs to be there and supply if it’s his kid.” His sudden flash of anger came to the surprise of you, never did you expect him to get so defensive but still he certainly hadn’t caught on.

“Exactly, he doesn’t need to provide for the kid then.” You blurted out in stress, instantly regretting your words. You looked up, finally meeting eye contact once again with him, one arm still protectively rested on the top of your stomach. His eyebrows furrowed tightly, highlighting the fact that he didn’t have half a clue of what was currently going on. “Dolph, you don’t understand. His breathing became increasingly heavy and more frequent as you cautiously stepped an inch closer to his herculean frame. “It’s your’s, Dolph. And it’s completely fine if you wanna walk away just like Nate but you needed to know that I’m having this child, alone or not.” The stress of it all was just too much to bare at this point and you had long past your breaking point. Storming towards the door, you snatched your bag and coat and prepared to leave, however, a tight grip placed around your upper arm forced you to stop in your tracks.

Before you could even sputter the slightest word, you were stunned and consequently muted when you were spun around, his soft lips pressed delicately against yours.

“What’d you do that for?” you stumbled on your words as the question rolled off your tongue.

“I wanted to... for far too long now.” Even now it was indisputable that those feelings that were mutual 4 months ago were still lingering to this day.

These certain emotions all running back at once began to slowly form a suffocation in the back of your throat. “I- I shouldn’t have walked away, I’m sorry.” You felt more and more vulnerable as you were once again ready to breakdown once again.

“Hey hey, shh.” Dolph consoled you, bringing your weakened body into his tight squeeze. “Look I might as well say this now. The worst mistake I’ve ever made was letting you go, I mean it. That day 4 months ago, 122 days ago to be exact, was the worst day of my life... way over anything that has ever happened in my career. When you walked out of our apartment door I told myself not to run after you, I thought I knew you so well. I thought you would’ve come back.” His pupils became gradually more diluted as he stumbled in his explanations. It truly broke your heart knowing that he truly did care about you just as much as you did for him, and you just turned away... Lifting your resting arm away from your protruding baby bump, you wiped away the forming tears with your thumbs from his eyes. The sensation of just touching his skin again left you on cloud nine, it hadn’t changed even after all this time apart. “I was so tempted just to try to make contact again at least but that’s when I saw Nate on your Social Media’s. You just looked so happy, I wanted that for you. And when I saw you today, still goofy as ever standing a few feet in front of me, it made me realise just how much I took you for granted. You know I wasn’t quite sure whether to cry or tell you that I’m happy for you when I saw your stomach. I’ve just missed you so fucking much and-”

Was he really crying, never had you seen him cry in front of you... ever.

“Not one of those 122 days passed where I didn’t think about you, Dolph. Your cheeky grin you get when you make a joke, the masses of pictures I had still saved as a file on my computer, the way you comforted me whenever I was in need. Heck - I missed everything! I was certain this baby was Nate’s but when they told me earlier, I had absolutely no clue what to do. I’m actually quite glad I told you... I wasn’t sure whether I could, not yet.” You softly spoke, looking down once again to your little bundle of joy, Dolph’s head following yours.

“I’m glad you did. You know Y/N, I still have all of our photos around the house. The one we took on our 4 months anniversary, us in the sunset at Venice Beach, yeah that’s still my lock-screen. I never got over you, don’t think I ever will. Those are all pretty good memories we had together but truthfully, today tops all of them.” He comforted, caressing the surface of your cheeks in soft circles.

“We never spoke about kids, we never even spoke about a wedding. I didn’t know if you even wanted children.” You huffed.

“I have.” Dolph lifted your chin to reach eye contact. “I’m guessing you were there earlier, with Maryse, when I came over. Nicole was talking about Brie being pregnant and I was asked if I wanted a kid. You know what I said... Of course I did.

A grin was soon embedded on your face after hearing what you wanted to hear so badly, “So you’re fine with this. Me being pregnant?”

“Completely. You know all I wanted through that whole 4 months was for something to just bring you back to me, now this little one has and I couldn’t be more excited. You listen to me, I truly believe you’re my soulmate so I would give my entire life to keep you safe.” Dolph exclaimed, moving ‘round your body to hug you from behind. All you could think about was why you’d ever doubted him in the first place whilst he placed tiny, light kisses along your shoulders.

“Now you have someone else to protect.” You reached to grasp his arm, tugging in over your shoulder, leading his hand to be placed upon your bump. “My two boys.” You whispered under your breath, feeling as Dolph rubbed circles around the centre of your tummy. 

“Boy...” Dolph ran in front of you, evidently shocked by this extra announcement. You simply nodded, choking up slightly seeing purely how delighted he was. “Our little boy... I love you so fucking much.” He muttered pecking his lips onto your lips, followed by one on your stomach.

Reaching into the back pocket of your jeans, you eagerly watched as Dolph proceeded to mutter soothing words towards your son. In your hand revealed a small photograph, the ultrasound picture from earlier. “Babe.” You motioned him to stand, placing the precious little picture into the palm of his hands, witnessing as his face lit up in pure astonishment of the new creation of solely your love for each other.

A/N - OML I absolutely loved writing this one! For that particular reason, I would be so happy if anyone wanted to request a second part for this etc. to possibly make a series out of it? I definitely wouldn’t mind doing that! Anyways, on another note, if anyone would like to be tagged in future imagines, feel free to ask. Hope you all enjoyed this one as much as I do :) ~Nikkii.