There’s No Coming Back From That

Reblog if WWE has fucked up your life in a good way.

Very emotional rn

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Recovery

Seth Rollins × female girlfriend

Summary: During Seths recovery from his knee surgery there where lots of anger moments. Especially when it was getting close to time for Seth to come back. This imagine is set one month before Seth Rollins returns. You and Seth get into an emtional agruement which leads to sex

\\Warning smut///

“God i fucking hate this sooo much!” Seth curses as your stand in frount of him helping him balance on his bad knee.

“I know… I know you hate this” y/n says. Your looking up at the man you love as he balances on his leg. Hes doing so much better now. The recovery process is almost done.

“ no you fucking dont. You just know this pisses me off. Im 100% ive been 100 for weeks now! Ive been training in the ring for months with you! All i fucking want is to just return already! I want my life back!” Seth angerly spits out stoping the excerise walking off to your guys kichten.

“ Then what Seth! You return again to Raw right. And you leave me and Kevin back home here all alone intell i get a call fron Vince. Then what?!? I come back on the road too. Join Raw again after taking almost a year off of wrestling myself to be with you! I lost my title and story line to be with you! And you never even once! Even fucking once asked me how i feel! Its all about seth! Boo hoo seth!” You say. Your picking a fight. You cant stand it anymore. You’ve sacrificed so much for Seth in the past 9 months and haven’t had it reciprocated. So yeah its pissing you off.

“ What the fuck are you talking about? I didnt ask you for shit! It was your dession to drop your title and story line for me! I didnt ask you! I lost my title too! I lost my storyline to! So dont come at me i didnt ask you for anything!” Seth yells back crossing his arms.

“ So your saying if i wouldnt have taken off work you would have been perfectly fine those nights you could not stop crying? Your tell me you would have been fine finding someone to drive you to rehad center at 7am in the morning then picking you up at 10pm at night? You would have been fins getting in and out of the fucking shower with out me? Huh what is that i dont hear anything? Yeah thats casue im fucking right seth! You needed me!” Y/n yells your crying slightly too.

“ Well yeah your damn right i fucking needed you! God why are you being such a fucking bitch right now?” Seth asks he freezes. He didnt mean to call you a bitch.

“ Maybe its casue i feel like you dont love me any more!!” You tell tears running diwn your face as you storm off to your shared room. He fallows you, like a lost puppy.

“ Y/n! Y/n stop you do to know i fucking love you! Don’t say i don’t” Seth yells grabbing your arm turning you to face him. He forces you so you cant move.

“ Let me go” you whine. Crying still. He looks at you with puppy eyes. You know he’s anger, hurt, and greatest of them all hurt. Hurt that you would think after everything he dosnt love you. Your his peanut to his jelly. The chesse to his mac.

“ No” He says. His voice was deep he was looking right at you. Softening his grip as he leans in to kiss you. Its been a long time sense you’ve guys gotten any action. Maybe thats why you had a anger burst. You kiss him back wrapping your arms around his neck as he pins you up agaisnt the wall of your guys bedroom. You can tell he’s missed you. Missed your guys intemacy in bed. But he appreciates the time that you guys where intemact with out sex. He craved you though. Craved the feeling of you tightly around his cock. Just the thought of you around him made him grow harder.

A full blown make out session was happening up agaisnet the wall. Hands roaming underneath shirts like two teenagers going at it. Even though the kiss seemed rough his rouch was soft. He picked you up behind your thighs. You where suprised of course as you worried if his knee could handle your extra weight in his arms.

“ Im going to show you why i love you” Seth whisperes to you in your ear. Hes placing you down on the bed. Taking his shirt off he’s flexing. Showing off his muslce.

“ Do it baby.. Pleaseee I’ve missed you so much” you say your hand going down to your own pants to play with your self. Your moaning at your own touch. He continues to watch you touch yourself as he undresses himself.

“ fuck baby… Take your clothes off now” he demands. You obey him taking all your clothes off. You lay back down your legs spread wide for him. Waiting patiently like the good girl you are. He crawls on top of you kising you again. The kiss heads down to your neck. Hes leaving hickes all over your neck sucking in your sweet spot. You moan pulling at his hair. Your lefting his head up kissing his lips missing them already. He grins into the kiss. His tip slowly entering you. As he slowly thrusts in your moans get higher pitched as he starts to groan as well. The feeling he misses so much coming back to him finally. He’s groaning into your ear his hips deep in you as he thrusts in and out. He’s picking up speed. holding your knees up higher so he can get a better angel to get deeper inside you.

“ Ahhhh ohhhhh dont stopp” your moaning out loud. The sound of skin slapping is echoing all threw out the house. So is both of your moans and groans.

“ Fuck i was never planing on it baby girl” Seth says groaning thrusting into you. He lowers his hand down to your clit to rub it slow so theres a contrast between his thrusts and how hes rubbing you.

“ Im so close Seth?!” You moan your back arching up as he kisses your lips mumbling a me to. After one minute you both cum at the same time. He pulls out claspsing down next to you

“ I fucking love you baby girl” seth says kissing your cheek breathing heavily.

“ I fucking love you to” Y/n say.

Shooting Star

Damian Priest Oneshot

TW: Language nothing major tbh

Summary: Priest adores you basically. Feeling deflated after your first match back from an ACL injury, Priest comforts you and confesses the feelings he has for you.

A/N: Thank you to one of you wonderful anonymous readers (you know who you are… I hope) who gave me the backstory to this oneshot :)

Two years of your emotions being tossed about like a pancake but it would all be worth it for this moment. Two years of preparing your body to be the best it could be to be able to step back into the ring and do the thing you love most. The two years had been difficult, there were times when the loneliness consumed you, you were used to the social aspect of being a part of the WWE, the constant hustle and bustle and quick pace of moving from one place to the next. Being constantly surrounded by lots of people, many of those you considered your best friends. Thankfully the performance centre was only a few blocks away and you could rely on that place to cheer you up. 

The moment your hometown crowd would go absolutely mental and pop for you, would remind you of why you loved wrestling and that no injury will ever stop you from performing for crowds who loved the business just as much as you did. You stood in the gorilla watching the current match whilst stretching. 

“I’d notice the shape of that ass anywhere…” You smiled to yourself whilst rolling your eyes, you turned around and placed your hands on your hips to see Priest approaching you. Priest always knew how to make you smile, his playful mannerisms and sparkling sense of humour was why he was one of your closest friends in the locker room. 

“Hey Priest” You flung your arms over his neck as he bent down to hug you, he squeezed you tight as if to tell you he was so happy to have you back. Priest was good to you, he visited you on his days off whilst you were out with your injury, making sure you didn’t spiral into a pit of darkness. He mainly helped you at the gym rehabbing the injury and then watched a movie with you before he had to leave, but the few hours he did give you were priceless. 

“How’s the ACL feeling?” You hopped onto one of the production boxes, taking a seat and Priest rested his hands either side of you on the box. You rubbed it, and gently swung it back and forth as much as you could without kicking Priest as he was leaning so close to you.

“Feels good… I think. I never really got to say thank you for visiting me all the time” You grinned.

“Are you kidding? you thanked me every like two seconds I was with you” Priest replied.

“Yeah I meant like I never got to show how thankful I was by doing something for you”

Now you meant this in the most innocent way… Priest was the one to make this flirty. 

“Yeah? Well I know a few ways you can thank me..” trying to be witty Priest wore a smug smile.

“I wonder what those could be…” You bit your lip trying to play innocent in all this but you both knew exactly what you wanted from each other. 

“I could show you…” Priest said as he leaned forward towards you, his hands now gliding up your thighs, you could feel in your stomach the metaphorical flips people always talked about.

Once his hand had danced along your thighs he stopped on your lower back and pushed you into him so your legs wrapped around his lower midsection. The whole time he never once looked away from your face, you’d expected him to be smirking assuming he was just being cheeky in his actions but the look he was giving you was a serious one.

“I could get used to this.” Priest’s low voice whimpered as he leant his forehead on yours, he closed his eyes enjoying being close to you.

“Used to what?” Your voice was just as quiet and soft.

“Being close to you” You hummed at his words.

You watched as his eyesight fluttered from your own eyes to your lips, a small, rough groan escaped his lips as they were inches away from settling on yours. 

“Y/N” You heard Liv call out to you and break the tension between you and Priest. 

“Shit!” Priest mumbled as his head fell away from yours, his dreads falling in front of his face. He backed up from you as he flipped the dread over his face to make room for Liv. You leapt down from the box to embrace Liv.

“It’s so good to have you back" 

Priest watched from behind as Liv dragged you away to hair and make-up for a girly catch up. You looked back at Priest who was watching you, looking deflated, shaking his head. You mouthed the word "sorry” to him and shrugged your shoulders with a cheeky smile. You were happy to tease him and keep him waiting even though you desperately wanted that kiss.

Priest had waited for the perfect moment to finally kiss you, he had planned it for so long in his head. He wanted to do it before your match to give you that extra boost of confidence. Yet here he was being cockblocked by Liv. 

“Thanks for cockblocking Liv” Damian called out causing you and Liv to burst out laughing.

“You’re so welcome Priest!” Liv responded through her fit of laughter.

Although you had adrenaline coursing through your veins and you were so grateful for the warm response your hometown gave you, you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed in yourself, there were a few spots that you messed up, they were not major or noticeable but you knew about them. As you came through the backstage curtain you were hit with a wave of cheers and applause from the roster, you pulled the fakest smile you could to act like you were okay. Priest sensed that you weren’t as happy as he thought you might have been, he could see the worry in the shimmers of your eyes, clearly tears that wanted to flow free. Priest pushed through to the front and engulfed you in a hug, his hand guiding your head cradling into his chest, where you finally felt comfortable to cry and wrap your arms around his waist. And if anyone asked why you were crying you’d tell them they were happy tears!

As Priest ushered you to a quiet corner of the arena you didn’t need to say anything to him, just his touch and company was enough to calm your whimpers and tears. 

“What happened mi amor?” Priest asked as he crouched down in front of you and gently pushed stands of your hair behind your ears.

“I missed so many steps out there. I messed up” You radiated defeat and felt as if all the confidence you ever owned had been winded out of you. Your eyes were glued to the floor and your voice sounded deflated, not like your usual gleeful self.

"Ring rust happens babe. You’ve just come back from a major injury, nobody noticed it. You only noticed because you were the one performing the spots” He tried to reassure you by stroking his thumb on your cheek. 

“Look at me” Priest now had your head in his hands, rummaging the hair away from your face so he could clearly appreciate the beauty in your face and also encourage you to look at him. You admired the sparkle his eyes exhibited and gave a feeble smile in an attempt to please him..

“You are fucking talented, okay?The crowd was so pumped to see you. I look at you in the ring, out of the ring and I think… you are fucking incredible.” All of a sudden he was pulling your face towards him, and this time there was a connection between the lips. A lustful and needy connection. Without removing your lips from each other, Priest had managed to manoeuvre your bodies so he was now seated and had you sitting on him, legs either side of his body. In desperation to be closer to him your hands got lost and tangled in his dreads whilst his hands were jelled to your hips encouraging you to grind against him. Purely pausing for breath you pulled away letting your hands rest on the pecs of his chest, you looked down at Priest who was grinning at you causing you to blush. It was quiet for a few seconds before Priest opened his mouth to speak.

“I’ve waited a long time to do that.”

“How long?”

“That information is confidential” A finger rose to his lips as if to keep a secret. The air filled with silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable, it felt natural like you and Damian had done this a million times over… The smile hadn’t left Damian’s lips; he was just there goofily grinning like he’d accomplished something he was proud of. 

“What are you smiling at?” You questioned letting your head dangle in an attempt to hide the rosy cheeks.

“The most beautiful girl I ever seen” You watched as Priest’s eyes glanced over the body that sat on him, he hummed to himself admiring the work of art that you were.

“I bet you say that to all the girls?”

“Only …the… ones… I’m in… love… with” Priest leant forward into your neck planting sweet, soft kisses in between each word.

“Shit” You’d never really paid attention to a heartbeat before… but the heartbeat that thumped through your chest in that moment of declaration was the equivalent of a magical shooting star bursting through the air.

“In love?”

“I ain’t shy about it. I want to be the one you turn to when you’re feeling low and think you’re the worst wrestler ever…” You quickly interrupted him, squinting your eyebrows at his exaggeration.

“Er, I didn’t quite say that” Your eyes glaring into his trying not to smile as you were trying to be serious… trying being the keyword and instantly cracking a smile after a mere second of seriousness. 

“Yeah well I know that’s what you were thinking.I’m going to continue professing my love for you now is that alright?”

You chuckled into the smile already on your face and nodded your head in agreement to let him carry on.

“I want to ride your highs with you and enjoy every moment that you’re happy. Your joy and light makes me feel something. Something which I never thought I could.”

You had no words for Priest, it was as if your mouth was made of the same stuff as a desert, your lack of words was your sign to speak with actions instead of words and so you kissed him. It was a deep, slow and powerful kiss as you gripped onto the side of his neck and his hands on your back pushing you against him so he could feel you physically. It was a kiss that spoke a thousand and one words to Damian, that you felt the same way as him, and that was love. That was all he needed to confirm everything he’d hoped for.

Hiii can I request a Damian Priest smut where him and the reader are Friends With Benefits but she lets it slip she wants more and at first he says something like "you knew what this was" but after watching a match of hers go wrong he realizes he does want more with her, eventual happy ending 🫶😊

damian priest x reader

‼️smut so stay away kids, a little bit of angst too, panic attack at the mention of being hurt (hope it makes sense) + rhea and drew are mentioned as well

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can’t stand to see you go

“oh shit right there…” you moaned into damian’s ear as he was pounding into you in a sensual but firm way. his hands on the headboard while your hands were leaving marks on his back - not that the cared.

“just like that?” he smirked, watching your blissful face.

“yes - oh fuck…” you kept moaning. your moans were music for his ears.

everytime you spent the night together, he always tried new things, new positions and you honestly had no idea such positions were even a thing.

and if someone told you, four months ago, that you would start a friends with benefits type of thing with damian priest, you probably would have started laughing. it was no secret that you liked damian, everyone knew except him.

one night, after a successful night for both of you, the judgment day asked you to join them for some celebration and you agreed. damian offered you to bring you back that night as he was staying in the same hotel you were staying at. so, due to the fact that you were too drunk, he was too drunk, you ended up sleeping together.

you couldn’t deny that it was the best night of your life and the worst part is that damian wasn’t even embarrassed as much as you. when you woke up next to him, naked from head to toe, you couldn’t even bare to look at him.

you weren’t someone for a causal hookup. you were passionate and a romantic person, you loved loving and so everything was new for you but damian made sure to reassure you that what happened wouldn’t have changed your relationship.

so you agreed to stop.

but then he won at wrestlemania and he asked you to celebrate with him and the same thing happened again.

you couldn’t stay away from him as much as he couldn’t stay away from you so you both agreed to keep this a “friends with benefits” relationship only.

it worked really good in the past but your feelings for damian were growing more and more. especially when in these past months he got to know you better, he learned how to pleasure you, what you like and what you didn’t.

everyone would have fallen in love with him too.

“taking my cock so well hermosa…your pussy was made for me” he groaned, going faster and hitting that spot that made your legs shake underneath his body “i can feel you’re close, come for me sweetheart” and it took him one last push against your spot to make you clench hard around his dick, making him cumming too, letting him release inside of you.

you were both panting heavily, trying to catch your breath from the mind blowing session you just had.

“you alright?” he asked, making sure you were okay.

you nodded, not trusting your words at the moment.

it’s not that damian wasn’t good with taking care of you after sex, it’s just that you both agreed that the were no feelings involved so you couldn’t expect him to hold you and whisper soft words to you. he always brought you water, snacks if you asked him, a towel to clean you up but that’s it.

cuddles were for couples and you clearly weren’t one.

“why are you so silent?” he asked, looking at you.

“oh…its nothing”

“its not nothing…i know that look and it’s the look you have when you’re thinking about something important…will you let me in your head? please?” he asked with that soft smile that always made you smile back.

“sometimes i wonder… what if i want more? it would be nice to actually be in a relationship you know? not that i don’t enjoy this, but my head sometimes thinks about all the possibilities…” you confessed, trying to keep it vague.

“y/n…you know we talked about this” damian said with a cold voice, almost making you shiver.

“i know, but what if i really want more? more than just sex? would it be that bad? i think i like you damian” no, you were sure you were in love with him but you didn’t want to scare him away more than you were already doing “and trying for a relationship isn’t so bad after all…”

“listen…y/n, we talked about his. we said no feelings involved, we both agreed, you knew from the beginning that this was just sex, nothing else…” he said and you turned to face him “i don’t understand why are you talking about relationships and stuff like that…it’s not what we agreed on, i’m not someone for relationships and you know that” his eyes were cold, his voice serious and you didn’t want to stay there a second longer.

“no, i know, you’re right…it’s dumb what i said, just forget everything okay?” you said standing from the bed. you definitely didn’t want to spend the night over there so you looked for your clothes, scattered all over the room “i’m gonna go home now…” you said, not looking at him. quickly fixing you up, dressing yourself and putting on shoes, you were ready to go back home.

damian just watched you from his bed. he knew he hurt you. he saw it in your eyes “y/n wait…are you sure you don’t wanna stay? it’s past midnight and it’s raining…”

“i’ll be fine damian, thanks for asking” you didn’t wanna stay there a minute longer as you were about to cry in front of him.

before he could say something else, you were out of his room, out of his house and probably out of his life.

you cried yourself to sleep that night.

you avoided training with him and the judgment day the next few days, instead, you asked drew if he could help you and he was very glad you asked him.

he knew something was off.

everyone noticed how you stopped talking with damian. how you avoided the judgment day, how you asked to be drafted in smack down instead of raw. damian tried to call you but you never picked up. his text messages were left on read.

if he didn’t want anything serious then why did you have to answer him?

rhea knew everything of course. she was the first person you called when damian literally walked all over your heart and broke it into millions of pieces. she also was the first one to tell you that this thing with damian wasn’t going to work because she knew about your crush. but she was the first person to calm you down after what happened that night. even if she didn’t like the idea of not seeing you that often, she understood that you needed space and she was willing to give you all the time you needed.

after one particular training with drew, your mind was wandering off. watching couples in the gym training together, your eyes got a little teary, your mind thinking - why can’t we be together like them?

“you okay?” drew asked and you nodded.

“oh yeah sorry, i got a little distracted…”

“you miss him do you?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“yeah…” you whispered.

“listen…take this advice from an old man, you’re young, you will fall in love again and again and again, i know it hurts now, especially for how he treated you but it will pass…so, focus more on yourself from now on alright? you have an important match coming your way and even if ill be backstage i won’t be there to help you” he said making you chuckle a little.

the night of the event you knew you would have to see damian and the rest of the group. you were still in raw after all and avoiding them on set was a little hard.

that night you were going to face zoey stark. a friend of yours but a tough wrestler. your mind wasn’t in the right place and everyone realised that but somehow you managed to get the win back home.

but something was very wrong when you felt your head spinning, your temperature dropping and hands shaking a little.

you were hurt but not that bad, at least you thought.

damian saw the look in your eyes from the tv in his changing room and he immediately knew something was off too. he ran towards you, only to be stopped by some guards. you quickly got off the ring and went backstage, it was hard for you to walk, your legs were both hurting and shaking.

you were hurting but not that much, you had worse so why were you having a panic attack?

“hey y/n…hey” damian approached you cautiously but it was like your mind was somewhere else, all you heard were noises, you couldn’t focus on anything else “let’s get you somewhere calm” damian slowly led you towards his changing room and helped you sitting on the black leather couch.

a tear dropped from your eye but you couldn’t understand what was wrong with you.

“hey…shh, it’s okay” he softly said, hugging you in his big arms “you’re okay…you got hurt a little on the ring but you’re okay now”

it wasn’t just about getting hurt in the ring. it was all the emotions you had bottled up in the past days that now were ready to explode. was the fact that damian was treating you with such care yet the last time you talked it seemed like he didn’t want to take care of you.

you just couldn’t handle it anymore and you let yourself cry in his arms.

he knew he was the reason of your breakdown and he hated himself for that.

“i’m sorry i should probably go…” you said once you calmed down.

“no please, don’t” he gently lifted your chin up with his fingers so you could look at him “don’t go again, i can’t stand to see you go, i hate not having you in my life anymore…”

“damian please…”

“let me fix it” he almost begged “let me fix everything…i fucked up, i fucked up really bad and i know i hurt you…”

“what do you want to fix? it’s clear that this thing between us is not gonna work anymore, i caught feeling when we told not to…i have feelings for you and i can’t pretend anymore and it’s pretty clear you don’t feel the same so what do you wanna fix?”

damian saw the hurt in your eyes, he knew that whatever he was going to say, it wouldn’t have worked for you so, he gently wiped your tears away and lowered his lips just to meet yours.

it was a soft kiss, not the ones you were used to. it was full of love, passion. almost like to say sorry. his hands gently touched your face and not your body, again, something you weren’t familiar with “i’m so fucking sorry y/n…” he apologised “these days without you i’ve realised i lost the most important person in my life…it hurts not being with you” he confessed.

“damian what?”

“i have feelings for you, i realised it too late…” and before he could continue to talk you kissed him again.

“say it again”

“i have feelings for you y/n, i like you” he softly smiled against your lips.

“again”

“i like you so much y/n…and i want to fix it, fix everything i broke” he smiled again, his lips never leaving yours.

“okay…”

“okay?”

“yes” you whispered “it will take a while but i want this, i want you”

“i want you too…” his lips started leaving soft kisses all over your face but a slight movement of your legs made you scrunch your face in pain “yeah, we should get you checked up first”

“yup…and then i expect you to take me out for dinner”

“oh trust me, i will” you both ended up laughing at each other.

you knew time would heal all the pain and with damian by your side, you were ready to start again.

A dwindling, mercurial high

Pairing: Andy Barber  x Reader

Warnings: Soft!Dark Andy, Swearing, Alcohol consumption, Sexual themes, mention of cheating, drama. If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: HIIIIII. My first Andy Barber fic! I hope you enjoy! Also can you believe it’s been a month since I started my tumblr?  Crazyyyyyy! Happy one month to me! Thank you for the support, likes, reblogs, replies, for following my account! I hope your days are always as beautiful as Helen of Troy!

You were my Helen, Part 1, Part 2

“You know,” you started saying at the tall and muscular man walking beside you, “I’m starting to think you have too much time. Don’t you have your business to go back to in Boston? Hey-”

You couldn’t stopped him as he dipped his spoon in your gelato. You gave him your death glare before slapping his wandering hand away from your dessert. “Andy, are you sure you’re rich? Why are you always taking my food away from me, hmm? You most certainly earn more than I do.”

Andy laughed wholeheartedly. You stared at him, at his face, at his relaxed stance- and you couldn’t stopped looking at him. His face was being illuminated by the afternoon sunlight. He was an art you think you were starting to like, an art you were starting to want to understand. What did the strokes mean? What did the colors indicate?

Who are you, Andy Barber?

“Well, Helen, you have yet to answer me-”

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Lost You

Seth Rollins x Reader

Seth and (Y/N) have been dating for awhile, even moved in together. But Seth has been growing apart from her… failing her. This time, (Y/N) reached her breaking point.

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