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[mamirhodessxox]

Could you do a first date hcs for Seth Rollins pls? ⭐️

First Date <3

Seth Rollins x Fem!Reader

Contents: Fluff, mentions of beer, the cute regular stuff ya know?

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-Seth & You are two very simple compatible people, The two of you met when you volunteered as makeup and hair help for the wwe ladies when they were short on makeup and hair artists, he would usually spend his free time in whatever room you were doing hair in just to wither watch you or chit chat & this eventually turned into attraction & you two both agreed on taking things very steady

-He didn’t want to immediately start of with a glitz and glamour for a 1st date because that is stressful to get ready for on the ladies part, you two are into the easy fun stuff & what is more fun that an in town carnival? Exactly.

-Seth is the type of guy to be very proud of being able to pull any kind of woman so he definitely proudly shows you off, holds your hand, wraps an arm around you, feeding you personally because why are you as the love of his life putting in work? Exactly stfu.

-If you got a snow cone that wasn’t the flavor you expected it to be and it genuinely tastes awful to you he is already switching cones, luckily for Seth he eats anything so he has no issue trading snacks

-Seth once made the mistake of bringing his beer onto the ferris wheel and once it started up it shook a little bit and it freaked him out and he ended spilling his beer all over his shirt so he had to walk around with a carnival bought t-shirt that was the most embarrassing thing wver

-When you two go on any of those carnival rides he holds you extremely close in the assumption you might get hurt & honestly, he would rather die in a gorilla pit than you get a singular scratch.

-He’s the type of guy to impress you with winning 10 dozens of stuffed animals at the carnival games instead of impressing you with the riches, every-time he wins a teddy bear he immediately gives it to you “I just won this thing are you in love with me yet or what” “yes baby I’m very much in love with you.”

-One mistake you do make though is play a competitive game with him, don’t do that, like ever, he is easily competitive and will make it a goal to win.

-He really likes fire work shows so when the event is closing up you two would sit in the back of his car in the trunk and watch the fireworks and just cuddle while he’s internally freaking out. He has the biggest crush on you if you haven’t already noticed.

-later in your guy’s relationship he hates secrets or having to keep a secret, Seth is a total blabber mouth so if he thinks he’s in trouble over anything he immediately runs to you or calls you in the middle of the night and starts word vomiting over the most stupidest thing he did “I just stood next too Liv Morgan & I was like omg her hair looks good what if the love of my life Y/N did it and i was staring at her hair for too long & She glared at me and now she probably thought I was being some weirdo fucking creep but I swear I wasn’t I WAS JUST TRYING TO OBSERVE WHETHER OR NOT YOU DID HER HAIR I’m sorr-“ “Seth, it’s 4 in the fucking morning GO TO SLEEP-“

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No Judgement || Reader x TJD [request]

A/N: I wanted to preface with this, this is a request for a more platonic relationship with reader & TJD. I will be making more of these throughout time, either with the group as an entirety, or a specific person in the group. <33

word count: 1,104

summary: you, a WWE Creative, have spent majority of your day after work, working. Rhea, Dominik, Damian, and Finn see you've been hard at work when they get home. this initiates your group of close knit friends/platonic soulmates to take action and make sure you've taken care of you, no judgement at all.

All too often, time was never something I had been good at keeping, lost in the words on the page, or on the screen of my laptop, the faint light being the only thing illuminating my face. Sometimes, the quiet click of my keyboard was the only thing to be heard as I would sit there, building the world on paper in a way, instead of building it in my head as I'd read. On other occasions, it was theater and plays, seeing how many expressed themselves through some sort of acting. It was often that I was lost in my own world, spilling everything in my mind onto paper. When you've grown up with the comforts of these things, it sticks and never lets go. Reading, writing and theater was my thing, my outlet. That was why I found myself lucky for loving the arts, setting myself right into a seat on the Creative team.

Tonight was no different. I sat in my office at home, face almost void of expression, the faint light of my laptop illuminating my face, fingers tirelessly typing out scripts and any ideas that I had that could possible work, even in the slightest bit. Hours had to have passed, with a couple bathroom breaks possibly every couple hours or so. As much as the back of my head told me to stop, nothing had really pulled my focus. Even when I heard their footsteps, their talking and laughter. Even when I felt eyes looking at me from where I sat.

If I had been aware of my surroundings, I'd actually hear Rhea, Dom, Damian and Finn's hushed voices talking to each other, discussing on if they'd know if I had eaten, drank anything, or even relaxed. And I would not only learn that Rhea and Dom were leaving to the new Italian restaurant that it wouldn't take long for Rhea and Dom to leave to the new Italian restaurant that we had gone to a few weeks ago, and that they'd be back soon with the most mouthwatering Fettuccine Alfredo, as that had been my absolute favorite. I would also know that they planned to bring my hydro, filled with fresh ice water to make sure I drank. Or even that Damian and Finn were getting snacks from the store for us all, just for a movie night to get my mind off of work.

It all quieted again once they had dispersed, though I didn't exactly know when the talking stopped, it not threatening to cross my mind again anyways. With uncertainty in my mind, I leaned back some in my chair, my eyes looking at the screen. A small scowl slowly paints my face, reading everything over one… two… even three times. How had I gotten this far without really looking at what I wrote? Just to see if I liked it? I huffed, leaning forward and selecting everything. My finger, finding it's place on the "Backspace" button, froze, still hovering over it in just the slightest.

My gaze, finally having broken from the laptop screen, looks over to the hand on my water bottle. I… hadn't brought that in. Had I? Finally fully looking up, I see Rhea, with Dom close behind, standing beside me. The light was on now, and the sun had set. "You lost track of time again, didn't ya?" Was the first thing said to me, only responding back with a simple nod. "And I'm assuming you haven't ate?" This time, shaking my head. Dom takes a couple steps up and around Rhea, a smile forming on his face as he looked at me, showing the box to me.

Many would see little things, like this, from them as possibly concerned significant others/partners. Coupled with homemade meals that may sometimes seem like a lot for packed lunches, pictures of us and the other members of TJD on Insta (or anywhere else really,) that shared how close we were, or even how much Rhea and Dom cared, one may solidify in their own head that we were all three something… that just wasn't it.

Rhea and Dom were simply just platonic. They knew me well, knew how my brain ticked and clicked. What things kept me flowing, and what things didn't. They weren't my romantic partners. In all cases, they fit in my definition of those platonic soulmates, just a little bit above best friends. Day in, day out, they took opportunities to care, and had loved me for me. Just as platonic soulmates/friends did.

Snapping back to reality, smelling the food finally, my eyes lit up. "Is that… Is that from the new place we tried once before, with the good fettuccine alfredo?" Was all that left my lips, Dom grinning wide as he walked over, chewing his gum as usual. 'Yeah, we figured it's been a bit, might as well get it again for you…' He'd respond, handing me the box and a fork.

Rhea, pulling up a spare chair I had in my office, sits next to me, her gaze landing on the screen. "Am I allowed to read this?" She asks, looking at me first, before even thinking of reading further. I nod as I take my first bite, internally smiling. Dom, wanting to read it too, leans forward on Rhea's chair, his chin resting on the top of her head. A few moments of silence, then a surprised look for just a split second. "You were going to delete this? Y/N this is good so far…"

"It is good. But… come take a break. Damian and Finn are gonna be back with snacks and everything. We wanted to all watch a movie. Would be a great time for you to take a break." Dom's grin had returned as his chin raised from the top of Rhea's head to look at me, an excited look in his eyes.

Part of me knew that I couldn't say no either, I needed the break. I had been relentlessly working all day and I could eventually burn myself out. "You're coming to watch the movie, Y/N. You deserve the break." Rhea's voice was stern, yet kind.

What kind people they were. I acted like I was thinking about it, before actually deciding to respond. I criss cross my legs and lean forward as I begin.

"Okay, okay, fine! But on one condition," I still act as if I'm thinking when I speak, before jabbing the air, towards them with my fork. "I get to choose the movie."

"Deal." The two of them said in unison, goofy grins on their faces.

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Requested By Anonymous

Requests Are Open

[dirtywrestling]

hello! may i please request a thing about randy orton x female reader? maybe it’s halloween time and he tries to scare reader by turning their house into a fun little haunted house? i thought maybe that could be cute

Pairing: Randy Orton x Female!Reader

Warnings: Flufff, Randy trying to be scary, Halloween Themed

Commissions: Open!

Imagines: Open!

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It was like something you'd see out of a corny scary movie. The fake spider webs were stuck in the corner of the walls, the skeletons hanging from the ceiling as if they were there for decades. The fog roaming from your feet and dusting the whole floor. "Okay Randy, ha ha." You said sarcastically. "You got me." You set your purse down, looking through the slightly dim house but not seeing your husband.

"I swear, Randy don't you dare scare me." You said making your way towards the kitchen, trying to ignore the thrill of it all but you couldn't help but your heart hammering against your chest. You opened the fridge, looking at all the options. "What do you want for dinner?" You asked. No response. You huffed. "What about- god I don't know what to good." You mumbled.

Hearing a light creak behind you in the floor board you quickly spun around to see a tall figure wearing a ghost face mask. You squealed loudly, throwing up your fists ready to fight but the masked person grabbed your wrists before you could swing and started laughing.

"Randy! That is not funny!" You whined.

Randy pulled away and took the mask off still laughing heavily. "You should have seen your face!" Randy snickered. "Man, I love Halloween." He grinned.

[debraallin]

May I kindly suggest trans girl Adam cole? Just her in pretty shorts and little bralette because she has nice girl boobs and she wouldn't tuck her girl dick cuz she's proud of it and she's not shaved (these aren't like requirements I'm just rambling)

Yeag pretty lady adam cole baybay

First request done! Requests are still open 🖤

Thank you so much for appreciating my style 🥹🥹

I didn't know how to show that she's "unshaved", but I included two variations, one "tucked" and one "untucked".

Hope you'll like it!

[itsrheasgirl]

Attention!

I’m going to open my requests for 24 hours, then I will select a few from whatever comes in to try and write over the weekend.

Let’s get this muse going again.

Send me anything and all things Rhea Ripley.

[justanoasisimagines]

Blurb #1

Hey my lovelies, back with another blurb. My requests are open and you can find my request guidelines are pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

Summary; Joe stands back and observes you.

Joe closed the door with a click. Everything was silent. Joe knew where you would be. Walking through to the kitchen and into the garden. You sat on a stool and a canvas stood in front of you. A table beside you with brightly colored paints and various paintbrushes.

You were in a world entirely of your own. Creating a blank canvas, an idea spouting and you transfixing onto life. Joe would admit he was in awe of you. You were so creative, talented and brave to put your art out there.

Joe lost count as time passed. watching the way you glided over the Canvas. he anticipated the final product. He loved everything you created. He got to see the process from start to finish. The hours, the creativity. He saw it all. The blood, sweat and tears.

"You know I can feel you staring?" Joe jumped at the sound of your voice. Too mesmerized by you.

"Can you blame me? Your mesmerizing to look at." With a roll of your eyes, Joe took three long strides. He met you with a kiss.

"You know how to flatter a girl."

"Not flattery if it's the truth, Sweetheart." Joe examined your art more closely, it was a replica of your garden all the beautiful flowers and wildlife.

"It looks beautiful sweetheart,"

"I will be when it's done. I saw it was a nice day when I looked outside, I just felt inspired to be out here. So peaceful,"

"You're art conveys that. I can't wait to see it when it's finished." Joe glanced down at the canvas again. "Once it's finished we should put this one up in the living room. I know exactly the place."

[damiansgoodgirll]

Girl, you asked for someone to make Drew stories, but I think you should be the one making them because your writing is amazing 🤩

fine, i’ll do the job 👀

[mysticfantasies]

hello lovelies!!

8 days until christmas, so just maybe, for the christmas season, i was thinking of writing a little sum sum for you guys!! i don't know who to write it about yet, but im thinking about it. I've been very busy right now with my schools semester finals, so I haven't been very active, but let me know what you guys think!!

[mamirhodessxox]

Stop complaining about the requests you get it sounds ungrateful and bitchy

Meanwhile the requests I have gotten throughout the week

@alyyaanna and ik these are serious ass requests because I legit have 10 more of these somewhere in my inbox.

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Jey Uso

Request for @bebesobrielo

Hope you like it hun ❤️

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hey guys! i hope you guys are having a great day, and i just wanted to let you guys know..i haven’t published in a bit because i have no clue whatsoever to write about. so of you have requests please let me know, i dont mind anonymous requests. currently the ones i have in my inbox are poorly described and to write them i would appreciate more context, so if you guys have any requests don’t be shy and let me know! 💗

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Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic: now with more relationship drama! Featuring bi!DomDom.

Warnings for this section: slut-shaming/whorephobic comment in Spanish, tickling, mention of stoner paraphernalia

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 4/?): The Judgement Gay

The drive back was much like the drive to the store; Rhea chose the music, boots up on the dashboard despite your protests, windows down, and you would make fun of some of the more intense songs she insisted on raising the volume for, headbanging vigorously in her direction at red lights. There was a lot of her shoving you and yelling “fuck off.” You seemed to have tuned in very quickly to just the right level of joking around to avoid getting a firsthand look at her brutality. All the better for you, as you weren’t sure if you were strong enough to stand a chance. Even though you’d tried to stop yourself from staring this morning when she was doing stretches, push-ups, and the like, you couldn’t help but sneak a few looks. Taking in her rippling muscles, amazing curves, and confident form was distracting enough to have caused you to make a few spills when you were making breakfast. Just remembering what she looked like when her midriff peeked out from under her shirt made you bite your lip as you turned on to the street for your apartment, lowering the volume of the music to avoid complaints from your neighbors.

“Motherfucker,” Rhea groaned under her breath; then louder, “Some shit might go down. Whatever you do, stay behind me.”

Trying to appear calm, you see what she means as you pull into your parking space. Several yards away, a man dressed in black and purple is pacing in front of your building, looking at his phone, then scanning the surrounding area. How did he know to find her here?

“Let me get out first,” Rhea orders as you roll up the windows and park the car. As soon as you remove the key from the ignition, the passenger’s side door pops open. By the time you’re opening the driver’s side door, Rhea has slammed the other door shut and is striding angrily in the direction of Dominik Mysterio. Closing the door, you hesitate, thinking of your purchase in the trunk. Locking the car, you decide that a large glass object is the last thing you want near two angry wrestlers and try to catch up with Rhea.

“I left it to charge! What are you doing tracking my phone anyway?” you heard Rhea snarl, her back turned to you. Your movements become more careful and calculated the closer you get to the two, your hand firmly gripping the pepper spray that hung off your keys.

“I was WORRIED about you!” Dominik yells back, “You hung up on me without telling me where you were, or who you were with!” Then, noticing you standing timidly several feet behind Rhea, he snaps, “Nothing to see here, keep walking.”

“DON’T talk to her like that,” Rhea steps to the side, blocking Dominik’s view of you. He takes in her protective stance and looks her in the eyes, “Oooh, I see. You found some perrita and she doesn’t want you talking to me.” He puts a hand on Rhea’s shoulder - moving with the intent to walk toward you - and she immediately grabs his arm. Her knuckles turn white as her grip tightens and Dominik’s tough-guy demeanor falters, a slight wince creeping up on his face.

“Leave. Her. Out of it.” Rhea warns in a dangerous tone. She moves Dominik’s hand off her shoulder and releases his arm. He steps back, rubbing the sore spot and inhaling sharply.

“Look, Dom,” Rhea settled into a controlled, commanding tone, “we don’t have anyone to fight, intimidate, or otherwise challenge for a few more days. Give me another full day and I’ll meet you back at the hotel room. Then we can talk it out.”

Dominik seemed to relax a bit, sighing, “Mami, listen, that guy from last night-“

“Stop.” Rhea insisted, “One more day. Go.”

She watched him walk away and didn’t turn around until she seemed sure he was leaving.

“Hope you’re liking my company,” Rhea said, approaching you, “because it looks like you’re stuck with me for another 24 hours.”

“Damn,” you dramatically snap your fingers, your voice dripping with sarcasm, “taking you back to my apartment was a vital step in ditching you, and now you’ve found out.”

Rhea lunges at you playfully and you squeal the minute she grabs your sides.

“Wait,” a mischievous grin spreads across Rhea’s face, “Are you ticklish?”

Thinking quickly, you wriggle out of reach and make a beeline for the trunk of your car, giggling; she couldn’t tickle you if you were holding something fragile she just bought. It took only a few seconds for Rhea to catch up to you, relentlessly touching your sides, making you laugh loudly and squirm.

“Stop!” you manage to cry out, breathless. Moving her hands down to your hips, relenting on the tickling, Rhea laughs as you catch your breath. After a few seconds you realize her hands are still on your waist and look at her face, only a few inches away from yours. She’s already looking at you, blue eyes piercing through yours, black lips slightly parted. Heart pounding, you wonder if she’s waiting for you to make a move.

Suddenly, the air in front of you is empty; she’s taken your keys out of your pocket and is walking in the direction of the car.

“Come on,” Rhea calls behind her, “let’s try out your new piece.”

[end part four of ?]

Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/723568609784397824/absolute-smokeshow-part-5-stoner-i-hardly

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