WWE Divas Fanfiction

(female) Seth Rollins x Reader

The female adaptation of Seth's name will be Sephra "Seph" (took a little thinking to come up with). Hope y'all enjoy it!

The bustling training center teemed with fresh talent and new faces. Sephra looked at the new recruits at the tryout and let a reserved smile creep onto her lips; the batch this season around was really promising. She sat in a black folding chair, her lithe body slack in the seat. She watched on, intrigued by the group and its members.

***

(y/n) fiddled with the bindings on his forearms, his nervous yet excited glance scanned the people in his group. He wasn't the most muscular, the tallest of the bunch, or the hottest but he was comfortable with his lean muscles, agile wrestling style, and clean-cut look.

The WWE scouter set up (y/n) against a coach and told him to demonstrate some of his moves and signatures. His finisher was a move he created by himself; (y/n) champions enginuity.

His move was like a "Samoan Drop" except the oppent landed on his front instead of back. (y/n) initiates the move with a torture rack hold before dropping the person onto the mats.

***

Tryouts day end and (y/n) felt proud of his accomplishments. (y/n) wipes sweat from his brows and watched the people leave the tryout room. The LED lights showered him in a bright white glow until he was the only one basking in it. He smiled as he remembered how he constantly received positive feedback and was always intent to change his way if they didn't work.

He decided to stay behind a little later to practice a few punch combos as the  inspector pointed out his punches landed crooked at times. (y/n) squared himself up to a punching bag and begins to throw solid, pounding punches. The sharp smacks of wrapped fists against the shiny black material of the punching bag was crisp and satisfying to (y/n).

Suddenly the started to resist his punches, he arches a brow at this.

What? He thinks quizzically with a small chuckle.

"Be careful, you should try to have a partner to help you hold the bag for you to create more resistance." A voice says.

(y/n) peered around the bag to see a young woman with black and blonde hair. He gasps in shock.

"Seph? Sephra Rollins? Ms. Money-in-the-bank?"

She smiled brightly, her face lit up like the sun. "That's me,"

(y/n) bows, "Wow! What an honour! I look up to you so much. Your curb stomp is insane!"

This makes Seph grin, "Well that's good to hear! I'm very impressed by you too. I watch your indie matches all the time. I think your finisher is cooler than mine."

(y/n) could only gawk at the beauty standing before him. It was insane. This world-famous WWE star complimented him out of all people.

"I'm just a small indie star, it's nothing really."

Seph pats (y/n)'s shoulder, her gentle touch making him blush and it sends a shiver down his spine.

"We all start somewhere, plus, the trainer today was very impressed with you. Your finisher and flow were immaculate!" Seph grinned, flashing (y/n) her row of white teeth at him.

(y/n) returned the favour and gave her a wink, "Tell you what. If you teach me one of your moves, I'll teach you one of mine... Count it as a friendly exchange."

Seph smirks at this, "Okay, I'll teach you the turnbuckle powerbomb if you teach me your pop-up flapjack."

(y/n) was surprised by Seph's knowledge of his moveset and he nods. "Okay, sounds like a plan."

***

Seph spends the next hour or so teaching (y/n) the way to properly toss an opponent into the turnbuckle by demonstrating with a dummy. She showed the angles, the force behind the toss, even the build-up to the move itself.

Seph wiped a bead of sweat from her brow, "There," she pauses to breathe, "the move is quite simple once you get the basics."

"Thanks for teaching me." (y/n) looks at the attractive and talented wrestler.

"Alright, it's your turn to teach me next time we meet." Seph says with a cheeky smile, a thin sheen of sweat on her porcelain skin.

(y/n) smirks, "You got a little something on your lip." (y/n) reached out and bring to pad of his thumb across her lips and made Seph blush a little.

"Oh... Thanks," she murmurs quietly. A small glint of glee in her eyes suddenly ignited. "You got a little something too. Close your eyes and lean forward," she beckoned.

(y/n) closed his eyes and leaned forwards like she asked. Before he knew it, he felt soft, warm lips press against his, and pair of arms draped around his shoulders.

Sephra separated from their kiss with a grin, "I look forwards to you teaching me a move of your tomorrow."

(y/n) smiled, "If you gimme more of these kisses tomorrow."

Seph tossed her head back with an audible, hearty laugh. "You have a deal."