#oc: cena

[consularmain]

6, 9, and 19 for Minerva, 14 and 20 for Vanya and Cena?

6. What is your character's fondest memory? Minerva's fondest memory is of her adopted brother, Zavarr, teaching her the basics of lightsaber combat when she was very little. She remembers how proud he was when she managed to copy him and she found a love of combat that day.

9. If asked, would your character say they were happy as a child? Minerva would insist she was but it would be obvious she is lying. After her family in the Ascendency fell apart, she was handed off to a total stranger who would become her brother but then he too abandoned her so she could be raised by Jedi Masters. She developed a deep fear of abandonment as a result. Minerva threw herself into her training to cope with her loss and loneliness, all the while trying to convince herself she should be grateful for being a member of the Jedi Order, but she always wished she was living any other life. The masters treated her well but they were not what she needed and she has deep trauma from her childhood she hasn't fully addressed yet.

19. Does your character have many friends? Best friends? Minerva is on friendly terms with many people in the Alliance but she reserves the title of "friend" for those who are closest to her. She prefers to keep a close circle of friends and cares for them very deeply, despite pretending to cling to the Jedi views of non-attachment. However, her best friend is T7 and she doesn't even try to hide it.

14. Who would your character never betray? Her family. Vanya is the oldest of her siblings and is fiercely protective of them. It's her responsibility to take care of them. It would completely break her heart if she ever hurt them, even accidentally.

20. Does your character have any significant others? I haven't gotten that far into the second generations' stories yet and I probably won't for some time.

14. Who would your character never betray? Like Vanya, Cena is loyal to her family but in particular, she would absolutely never betray her older brother, Rymarr. They have always been close and they confide and support one another. No matter what, she would never dream of betraying her brother's trust.

[f1loverleclerc]

** Double the Love**

Summary: Roman Reigns and his wife Shyla finally welcome their newborn twins. 

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Shyla 

Warning: Fluffy. 

Word count: 772

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The sun had barely begun to rise, casting a soft golden glow through the windows of the cozy nursery. Roman Reigns stood by the cribs, his heart swelling with joy at the sight of his newborn twins. Shyla, his partner in crime and the love of his life, was still resting comfortably in their bedroom, a well-deserved slumber following a long night of labor.

He gazed down at the two little bundles swaddled snugly in their blankets. One twin, a girl with a tuft of dark hair that mirrored her father’s, grinned in her sleep, while her brother, with a slightly lighter shade, let out a soft coo. Roman couldn’t help but smile; they were perfect.

As if sensing his gaze, Shyla stirred and stretched, her sleepy eyes blinking open to meet his. A warm smile spread across her face when she realized the time. “Good morning, superstar,” she teased, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Good morning, mama,” he replied, stepping closer to the bed. He kissed her forehead gently before looking back at their children. “Can you believe we made those two?”

Shyla chuckled softly, her heart brimming with love. “We sure did. Look at them—they’re incredible.”

He scooped her hand in his, and together, they approached the cribs. Roman leaned down to give each baby a soft kiss, his heart racing with an overwhelming sense of responsibility and love. “They’re so tiny. Do you think they know how much we love them already?” he asked, glancing at Shyla.

“Of course they do,” she said, her voice tender as she reached down to caress their cheeks. “They can feel it. Just like I felt it when you were holding me during labor.”

“Yeah, about that,” he said, his tone turning playful. “You should’ve seen me—like a deer in headlights! I was trying so hard not to panic!”

Shyla laughed, remembering the moment when Roman had clutched her hand, whispering words of encouragement, even as his own nerves showed through. “You did great, babe. You were my rock.”

“And now I’m a dad of twins!” He puffed out his chest with mock bravado, causing Shyla to giggle. “What’s next? Superhero capes?”

“Only if you wear one, too,” she quipped, her eyes sparkling. 

Roman laughed, imagining the two of them in matching capes, dashing around the house chasing after their little ones. The thought brought him immense joy, knowing that their family was growing, and each day would bring new adventures.

As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Shyla suggested, “How about we take some pictures? I want to capture this moment forever.”

With a nod, Roman pulled out his phone, setting it up for a quick selfie. They crowded around the cribs, beaming with pride as he snapped the photo. Their smiles were radiant, each glance shared between them filled with the promise of a beautiful future.

“Perfect!” Shyla declared. “Now we just need to figure out names.” 

Roman raised an eyebrow, excitement flickering in his eyes. “I like the sound of ‘Rocky’ and ‘Raina.’”

“Very on-brand,” she teased. “But how about we try something unique? Something that tells our story?”

After tossing around ideas, they finally settled on Maeve and Milo. Each name felt right, resonating with the love they shared. 

“Welcome to the world, Maeve and Milo,” Roman whispered, his voice filled with emotion. “You’ve got the best parents waiting for you.”

As the day unfolded, they found themselves enveloped in a whirlwind of joy and laughter. Family and friends visited, bringing gifts and sharing stories, and each moment only seemed to strengthen their bond.

Later, as night fell and silence wrapped around their home, Roman and Shyla took turns rocking the twins to sleep. The soft sounds of the nursery echoed through their hearts as they exchanged sleepy smiles.

“Can you believe we did it?” Roman whispered as he settled into the rocking chair beside Shyla.

“Every day with you is a blessing,” she murmured, leaning against him. “And now we have doubled the joy.”

With contentment settling in their hearts, Roman rested his head against hers, reflecting on how their lives had changed. Together, they drifted into the peaceful rhythm of parenthood, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, their love would guide them through it all.

In that small nursery, amid the gentle breaths of their sleeping twins, Roman realized there was nothing more magical than this—double the love, double the laughter, and a lifetime of memories waiting to be made.

[cyberth0t]

[mamirhodessxox]

Too Sweet

Stalker Professor!Cody Rhodes x Stalker Ballet Fem!Oc Reader

Desc- Zoe is a 23 year old enrolled into University who is well known across campus fr participating in Ballet & even auditioning for one of the most important roles of the year, but she seems to be quite infatuated with her professor without realizing he is 100x more infatuated with her, the two grow a bond and soon realize they would do whatever it takes just to be happily together forever.

Contents- Fluff, Angst, Smut in some chapters, Use of Alcohol & Marijuana, Arguments, Soft/hard Dom x Bimbo like pairing, Stalking, Murder, Violence, Gore Details

Fanfiction inspired playlist <3 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4Umv2N3TV84he1BX31uNR2?si=HWYdHZb_Q2OUzfeCk0TBmw&pi=u-ktUvnOzKSraz

🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀

Zoe Caterina -23 Years Old-

Mae Scott -22 years old-

Seth Rollins -37 Years Old-

Keith Blane -21 Years Old-

Alice Loverne -24 Years Old-

Sophia Marks -22 Years old-

Cody Rhodes -38 Years Old-

Skyler Grey -25 Years Old-

🏷️ list: @alyyaanna @ginswife @coolpastelartshoe @greatkoalawizard @cokolin044 @kotoriarlert @alicerosejensen @bunnybot55 @adollonyourshelf @mini-rhodes @southerngirl41 @harmshake @femdisa @kabloswrld @claymoresofinfamy23 @cococodysleevlesshoodie

[annahideyuki]

[juststupid882]

Because I'm also a DC fan..

Peacemaker Fanarts.

The boyfriends uuuuhh 👻

The Alien, ofc (from a AU)

Drawing from my sister @nsstress (Go follow her, she draws very beautifully)

Vigilante with a Oc

Rick get out of here this is not your family

discussion of elderly couple + an oc

did I already say Vigilante 🧜‍♂️? + A comic that I never finished because I was lazy

[seraphares]

I draw Rosea like Elise in little goody two shoes <3

[freakfangz]

fashion icon

[theant755]

Happy Halloween 2024

Well, I thought I could actually put effort into Halloween this year. So I made this drawing. Me as John Cena Nutz Steele as Rubik's Cube Hannah Saxton as Wonder Woman Mortis as Bane Ringo as Freddy Krueger

[supernova-rsrcs]

DANZA DE CUERVOS Y DAGAS

Es aquí donde haré recapitulación de la PRIMERA ronda de esta cena más negra que el culo de Ukthus y más rencorosa que el corazón de Lúnnera. Es que no puedo abrir la siguiente si no hago mi apartado de DESTACADOS.

PUES llega nuestro bello Hrodwyn. Lo vimos en fichas, lo vimos en menciones y lo vimos en el rincón PERO NUNCA lo vimos en acción. Decide tú del 1 al 1000 cuánto acabarás odiando a Hrodwyn Misógino Depredador de mierda Ravenhill al final del tema.

¿Podemos hablar de la repartición de asientos? QUE TIENE RELEVANCIA EN LA TRAMA OK. Destaquemos que todo viene de la mente sucia de Hrodwyn. Este es el mapita.

¿Y qué hacen los Kaashar cuando llegan y se dan cuenta de esto?

Nerissa La Reina Que Nunca Fue:

ME CAGO EN TU PATRIARCADO le dice Nerissa. PERO ECTHELION NO SE VA A QUEDAR ATRÁS, TE DIGO:

Y no, claro que nuestro abuelo del siglo no se quedará conforme con esto. PORQUE JELOU Valeska fue aislada de los Kaashar para quedar sola en un lado de la mesa con puros Ravenhill. Así que, ¿qué hace Ecthelion al respecto?

HASTA AHORA A MI YA ME ROMPIERON. Los Kaashar llegan de blanco y el blanco es el color de la guerra en esta cena, parando el dedo a la autoridad y etiqueta de Hrodwyn like

PERO BUENO SIGAMOS

primera miradita que echa Hrodwyn REGISTRADA, ¿qué sabemos hasta ahora? NADA pero

"Seamos tan unidos como siempre hemos debido ser" No tiene nada de malo desear algo tan inocente, ¿o si? ¿O SI?

y luego gracias a EL PENDEJO LOCO IMBÉCIL de aquí

Tenemos a Aslan susurrándole a su madre tipo:

Y Ahelissa sentada ahí como:

Y LUEGO SE AVIENTA A SUBIR DE 0 A 100, ¿ASLAN POR QUÉ ERES ASÍ?

Automáticamente los Kaashar desde las gradas

PERO OBVIAMENTE Nerissa ni siquiera se desacomoda un cabellito para responder

Y los Kaashar desde su esquina del ring

SE SIGUE EL HILO TUMBLR CON MI SIGUIENTE REBLOGGEO

[animenotaizai-art]

Me: *wants to draw OCs*

My OCD:

[fanonsupremecy]

RomCom idea: Adam Sandler, Dwayne Johnson, Jim Carey and John Cena play californian bachelor roommates (Joey, Corey, Dewey and Davey) who for some reason have to coparent 2 twin teen girls from texas (Enid, an alt girl bordering on goth with a hint of punk whos obsessed with yungblud, falling in reverse, carolesdaughter and MOD SUN and Eva, A super girly colorful bubbly optimist and hopeless romantic who true to her texan roots is in love with country music and is obsessed with scotty mcreery, tenille art, kane brown and kacey musgraves) AND adam sandlers character and dwayne johnsons character fall in love, john cenas character is ace and jim careys character ends up with a character played by megan fox named Delia. Also kevin james and kevin Hart make an appearance as Arty and Darnell who are high-school sweethearts and joeys best friends from high-school and theyre always bickering but about endearing things and they own a lawfirm together and are renowned lawyers. idk who plays the twins maybe Olivia Rodrigo. Just her she plays them both. But she has to be able to do a thick texan accent. Maybe the twins end up in their care because their mom is dying and says corey is their dad so when she dies theyre sent to him except he has 3 roommates who end up fullhousing the shit out of the situation. theres some doubt that corey is actually the dad by himself but he ends up loving them and it turns out he IS the dad but some shit goes down and theres some "CoNcErN" for the girls and the situation but Arty and Darnell help him keep custody. The movie could be called how did we become girl dads, I would also accept this as a tv show. I would prefer it actually. Joey and Corey get married and get a house to raise Enid and Eva in and Davey lives with them too and helps out (so still fullhouse vibes) but Dewey and Delia get their own place close by when Delia finds out shes pregnant and of course Jack Black plays Enid and Evas new teacher who also moonlights as their counselor and the art club leader that their both in this whole time. and the whole time Davey gets asked why he doesnt date anyone by everyone but Joey, Corey, Enid and Eva and everyone else just doesnt understand when he explains that hes just not interested in sex or romance but then he meets Lane played Misha Collins who is also a sex and romance aversed aro ace and they enter a queer platonic relationship and eventually Dewey and Delia start to understand. I want Ryan Reynolds to make an appearance also but idk what his role would be. But it could be really funny if he was the case manager or judge. But idk.

[maineventpapiuso]

[[Jimmy and Solo ran scared of Cena and AJ]]

[kuro-ttsuki]

Eight | Bitter Sweet Win

We sat in my locker room in complete silence, avoiding each other's eyes but every once in a while I would glance at Phil, only to see an emotionless face staring into the void. It seemed like he was trying to find the right words to say, but what exactly are you supposed to say to your ex after two years of no communication?

It's not like we ended our relationship in a big fight. It was more of me breaking up with him because I let myself overthink about our relationship. I ruined something good in my life because I thought he deserved someone better. It was the doubt that mingled in the back of my head, my thoughts overpowering each other to make me think I wasn’t good enough for him.

Shouldn't I be the one to be thinking of something to say? I deserted him in the most pathetic way possible, I should be the one apologizing or begging for his forgiveness but knowing Phil, he probably thinks it was his fault. And how do I even try to change that in any way, shape or form? Nothing I could say could bring those special moments back, right?

I can't let him think that. That'll be selfish of me, making someone else take the blame of my wrong doings. Maybe I should speak up and just tell him it is not his fault but mine.

Just as I open my mouth, he cut me off by speaking first. "Before you say anything, no I don't blame you or myself about the breakup. Yeah, it broke me a bit but I understood where you was coming from. Honestly after the breakup, I started watching your matches and watched you grow. You reached mountains that no other athlete or celebrity could, you broke records and created them. You made a name for yourself in this industry that no man or woman could.

I'm honestly in awe by you, I just wanted to have the chance to say that. I don't want anything to be awkward between us, I'm glad you're here though. Seeing you here now feels like the first time I saw you in the crowd, checking me out. I, I really do miss you, Vonna."

Each word, each fucking word stabbed me in the heart, ripping it to shreds. Phil always had that impact on me, the way he spoke, the words he used just always made me feel weird inside. It made me want him in all the ways that seems impossible. But it also made me feel like shit, Phil is such a great guy, when alcohol took over his life, he fought, not just for me but for himself and his fans. His whole life revolves around those topics and I was just a selfish broken shell of a girl who clung onto him for guidance and love, once that became too hard for me... I ran in the most cowardly of ways possible.

"I missed you too Phil, a lot more than I want to admit. Seeing you just brought back old feelings that I spent years on getting rid of. I'm really sorry on how things ended but that's the past you know? I don't want to keep reliving it, can we just start over again? As just friends, for now."

I could tell that my answer was not what he hoped for, I could see it in his eyes. The signs of distraught and pain, all I wanted to do right now was climb onto his lap and just kiss him, give him everything I couldn't give before. But that wasn't possible, that would be going back on everything I said. I had to fight it.

I watched as his expression changed, he was doing his best to not show his true feelings. But his eyes told me different.

"I'd like that." He said with a fake smile drawn on his face. Liar. He didn't want that, he wanted more, I wanted more but there was so much shit happening. This job, the feud, the fact I can't get that guy out my head, and now my first love and boyfriend. This felt like a Disney movie, why does life gotta be so difficult? Couldn’t it have been any easier?

"Uh, since you're new here, I suggest you stay by yourself or stay with me and Sheamus. The other superstars don't really like newcomers, especially the Divas here. And stay away from the Shield, they're bad news. I should know.."

I pushed my brows togethers as I just looked at him up and down like he was crazy. Was he really trying to warn me? ME?! After I literally fought and embarrassed Randy and his swat team?! I should be on their radar by now, how do you even stay away from a team that will be looking for you and the opportunity to DESTROY you!

Whatever, I decided to keep my mouth shut about them and just agreed so we can just end the conversation and get ready for our match. I already knew what it could lead to if I do speak up.

"Guys? You're in there? I want to introduce myself to Yovanna!"

Speak of the devil.

Not really, but you get my point. A unfamiliar voice yelled at the door, banging against it like a mad man. It was really annoying me, Phil was about to open it but I beat him to it so I could give this jerk a piece of my mind but when I swung the door open, I was greeted by man titties that was bigger than my own.

"What a nice welcome gift." I joked, casually patting the man boob before taking a step back to see who I just groped unintentionally. He was a buff guy, with denim shorts, a green hat and a green sweatband on his arm. He looked liked some video game character but shamelessly sexy.

He just stared at me with such a warm welcoming smile, I guess this was the Cena guy that lost to Randy. How can someone built like Superman lose to Randy? I took a step to the side, so he can walk in as I closed the door.

As I turned around, all eyes were on me.

"Let's get to business."

Skipping to the Match:

I didn't have a music theme or whatever it is, so I just walked out with Phil. The crowd reaction made my whole body tingle, I had never seen this many people in one place my whole life. It was kind of scary but I couldn't let the nerves get to me. I had to make sure that we win. Phil was behind me as I ran down the ramp, high-fiving as many people as I could before making it to the ring. Sheamus tried to make a way for me through the middle and bottom rope but I denied it, making my own way inside the ring, I decided to use my flexible abilities by doing a backflip off the top turn buckle.

Once again the crowd reacted beautifully, making me so fucking pumped and excitement coursed through my body. Randy and his swat team was here before us so they all just stared at me with their cold, definitely soulless eyes, behind the ropes. If I had to admit, it was a bit scary but I blew it off by blowing a kiss at them as I just stayed in the middle of the ring, waiting to see who wanted to start the match against me and to my surprise it was my male twin that Phil informed me was named Dean. Such a boring name for a guy that looks like he bites heads off of dolls.

I couldn't help but get excited though, not because I was up close to the most beautiful guy I ever laid my eyes on; sorry Phil, but because I get to embarrass his ass once again until he tags in Randy.

I stared up at him for a moment, only to see him already mirroring my expression, what does he have to be excited about?

Even though I was confused, I didn't show it, because if I did, he would just use it to his advantage and attack first. I didn't know shit about them or anyone here but I do know about mind games and how easy it is to find your opponents weak spot through emotions and I was not about to fall victim to it.

Once the bell rang, I made the first attack with a punch straight to his jaw which he took like a champ. He was about to give me a punch of his own but I quickly moved out the way, running to his corner only to knock his teammates off with a running knee. I took the moment to savior the sweet sweet view of Randy being knocked out cold which was a bad move. Why? Because I just let Dean have a free opportunity to attack me from behind and he did.

Before I could do anything, I felt a hard blow to the back of my head. My head was aching, it was like my heart just moved from my chest and to my head; and all I felt was it pounding. Like a fucking migraine. I couldn't hear anything and it was hard to see, but I could definitely feel. I felt myself being slammed to the mat. The sting from my head and back was enough to keep me on the ground for a while but it didn't stop there. Dean decided to proceed his attack with multiple kicks to my sides.

And to think I thought all of this was an act, well it wasn't! I could fucking feel my stomach now in my throat with those kicks. This man was brutal and I hate it but yet fucking love it.

The kicks continued for a while then it stopped. I took that opportunity to crawl away. With one hand attached to my lower half and the other grasping onto the mat as I continued to crawl. I could see Phil was mentally begging me to tag him with his eyes of plead but before I could, I felt myself being dragged away, my nails breaking as it was causing a few fingers to bleed.

I didn't even bother to see who it was, I just kept kicking my feet until it connected to something, once it did I made my escape and tagged in Phil.

Sheamus helped me out the ring so I could sit and take a moment for myself. Everything was still blurry but my hearing was slowly coming back. I just sat up against the barricade, listening to the crowd cheer for Phil, who I assumed was kicking ass, while I sat here like a loser. I came in so strong now look at me, I got the shit kicked out of me because I took my eyes off my opponent. A common rookie’s mistake.

While sitting there, I had a strange feeling that someone was staring right into my soul. I assumed it was Randy giving me an death stare but to my surprise it was actually Dean. For a moment our eyes were on each other, his were so beautiful but were full of guilt. I guess he felt bad for hurting me, which he shouldn't. I'm his enemy, you don't feel bad for the enemy.

I really didn't know what to do in this situation but from what it looks like in the ring, my team needed me. While avoiding the eye contact from Dean, I finally got up and headed back to the ropes with my hand out. Phil was crawling his way to our corner but it looked like he wasn't even going for my hand but for John's instead. I don't why that got me pissed off but once the cameras wasn't looking, I booty bumped John out the way so Phil could tag me, and he did. He looked at me with nothing but disappointment written all over his face, same with John but I didn't care. This was my moment, my first impression.

Once I was tagged in, two toned was already up and ready. He started off with a kick to my mid-section which I blocked only, to mimic his actions. Once he was bent down, I dropped down to the mat to give him a good punch in the face. The crowed cheered while my team gave me an disapproval look and the other team looked like they wanted to kill me. Kill me, chop me off and feed me to the stray dogs in the back alleyway of a bar.

But who cares, I was skipping in circles around two toned in a mocking way, I didn't even notice he was already up. But it didn't matter, he looked dazed like drugged off his ass and tired which was perfect for me. I decided to not do anything further, instead I pushed him into his corner so someone could tag in. And...just my fucking luck. Tarzan was the one to step up, I think Phil said his name was Roman which was even worst. Motherfucker went from Tarzan, the jungle warrior to an actual acient Greek warrior who looks like he eats the bones off of fried chicken.

I didn't really want to waste my energy running from that giant, so I dropped kicked him back to his corner with all my strength, which was a terrible idea because it knocked down everyone off the turnbuckle. I wanted someone else to be tagged in!!

Roman definitely did not like that, he looked like he wanted to break me in half. But my ego wouldn't let me run away like the fucking scared little girl that I used to be. Instead I stood there, waiting for him to charge at me so I could take him down. I didn't really have a plan on how I was going to take him down, it was kind of just me going off of my gut instinct. That sounds like a plan, right?

But the human bull did actually charge at me, with full force might I add. Like he was a train or something, at that point I didn't know what to do so I just did another drop kick to his stomach.

He was down but not completely for me to do a roll up, plus he wasn't the one I wanted to roll up. As he was down, I took the free opportunity to send blows to the head, mid-section and his sides. The referee had to pull me off three times but each time he did, I ran right back only to almost get superman punched. Luckily I ducked, but again it was the wrong move because the referee received it instead.

The crowd was going ballistic, meanwhile both teams were freaking out behind the ropes. I stood there in confusion because without the referee what were we going to do? He was the one who would count till three and conclude who was the winner. Fuck you, Roman.

Apparently to Roman, the match was still on. Why do I say that? Because he decided to continue it by power bombing me to the mat when I wasn't paying attention. The impact did a number on my back like it did earlier, it literally knocked the wind out of me fully. It felt like he broke all my ribs and my spine with that move.

But aye, it wasn't enough to bring me down completely. While he wasn't looking, I did a low blow before throwing him back into his corner. I could care less about the impact. All I could envision was me winning.

It was a cheap shot, yes but the man was huge with nothing but rage and muscles. He would of destroyed me in his own way of fighting that I'm STILL NEW AT!!

"TAG ME IN ANNA!" I could hear John screaming at me from behind but I didn't move. I didn't want to, all I wanted was to get my hands on Randy and if that means getting my ass handed to me by the puppy dogs Shield, then so be it.

I waited till someone got tagged in, no one really tagged in voluntarily instead there was a forced tag, and that someone that was tagged in was Randy. All that pain in my body faded it was nothing and got replaced with excitement. This was my moment and my chance, just as I was about to run into Orton with a clothesline, John tagged himself in.

Every bone in my body wanted to just beat his ass and thrown him out the ring but I couldn't, he was my teammate and I didn't want my first night here to be ruined with a loss so instead I tagged myself back in once Orton pushed him into our corner. Clearly the crowd could see there was tension in my team and it was all because of me. Call me reckless or a hot head but like I said many times before, this was my moment. Not Cena's or Phil's or anyone in that matter.

Climbing the top rope, I did another frog splash on Ortan that sent both of us crashing down onto the mat. Once again I felt nothing but unbearing pain, yet it didn't stop me from throwing punches after punches, it didn't even matter where the punches were landing at, just as they were landing the way I needed them to.

Eventually the referee got up from that punch, luckily he didn't see me constantly punching Orton.

I quickly jumped off once the referee was fully up and aware. That gave Orton a chance to get up. Once he did, I hit him with two clotheslines, Randy was down for the count and I didn't want to waste that opportunity.

1

2

He kicked out at two, I wasn't really shocked because I didn't do much but like I said, I wasn't going to waste that opportunity. Standing up, I started off by kicking him in the sides than proceed to stomp on his hands repeatedly before I was told to stop by the referee.

I looked over my shoulder to see the Shield just staring daggers at me, especially Dean. I guess all that guilt from earlier disappeared once I kicked his brother in the nuts, not sorry though. He deserves it for being tagged in.

I didn't want to make the same mistake I did before with Dean, I couldn't afford to; so I turned my attention back to Randy who was now on his feet, he charged at me but I just threw him out the ring, over the ropes.

The crowd was still enjoying the show, with how much cheers I was getting. I was about to get cocky but instead I tagged in Sheamus so he could have some fun but unfortunately, the shield well...shielded Randy. So Sheamus and I did a swan dive on all of them into the barricade, I ended up landing on Dean and his hands were on my...yeah. My ass.

"Sorry.." He mumbled under his breath as if I didn't hear him, I just nodded and quickly got off. Phil ran to me to make sure I was okay, I wanted to push him off but instead I just nodded to every question he threw at me as he got back in the ring. The referee started counting meanwhile Randy was buried under Roman and two toned.

1. 2. 3. 4. 5....

Randy was unresponsive, Roman and Seth eventually got out the way but Randy was still knocked out.

6. 7. 8....

The crowd began to count with the referee but I just stood there in silence. There's no way Randy was going to lose in a count out...was this bitch letting us win the easy way? No fuck no!

Before the referee could say ten, Dean already shoved Randy back into the ring.

The counting stopped.

Sheamus, John, and Phil weren't happy but me? I was smiling like a kid on Christmas day. Randy was struggling to get on his feet. This was my chance! I quickly tagged myself back in, sorry Sheamus but I have to do this! With a kick to the face, I made Randy drop to the mat and that's when I did my move. I grabbed a hold of him, forcing his left arm to go backwards towards me, one arm was wrapped around his neck, the other was on the target I would break if he didn't tap quickly. I put all my weight in it to put enough pressure on his shoulder, Randy was now screaming in pain. His eyes were wide as he tried his hardest to break my hold on his shoulder.

No luck.

"TAP!" I screamed, putting more pressure onto his shoulder but not enough to actually break it, I can definitely feel the bone move underneath but again, I wasn't gonna stop until he tapped.

Still, no response, he was still fighting it. I had to admit that was brave for him but definitely annoying for me.

I basically had his arm locked in and my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist so he couldn't move. "TAP!" I screamed again out of frustration but he was still fighting it. So my hold got tighter until I heard a pop, I'm not sure if I actually broke his amr or dislocated it but still, I did damage and seconds later he was tapping desperately causing me to instantly let go.

We have won.

I had officially beaten Randy on my first day here. This feels fucking amazing��.

Both Sheamus and Phil held my arms up, I was happy but yet my attention was on Dean who just gave me a wink before leaving with his crew. Randy on the other hand, was still laid out on the ring, this was a great moment to embarrass him.

Rolling out the ring, I took a cup of coke from JBL, of course he was about the protest but I cut him off by putting my finger on his lip. No one needs to hear you speak JBL, especially me.

Once I got back in the ring, I took the lid off the cup and poured it all over Randy.

He squirmed and yelled some threats and curse words as he held onto his arm but they were cut off my laughing.

"This is what happens when you fuck with me. And don't even think this is over. I'm coming for your title next."

This chapter was written by yours truly and a special friend of mine @ensorcellsworld, she did the editing and added more detail in it. Appreciate you for the hard work love 💕 more to come from the two of us!!

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My oc as John cena doodle also I think I’m gonna start posting hazbin stuff as this is the one social I don’t have my friends on (they’re uncomfortable with hazbin understandably) so I’m gonna use this as my doodle dump 😈

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[dominic voice] sugar what ^_^

IM GOING TO DIE