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okayyyyy nikki bella post raw starter call and this time these are happening because muse and dare i say future champion pls anyway do the thing

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nikki stopped pacing, that fire in her eyes locking on rhea, the sharp click of her boots against the floor coming to a deliberate stop. she turned to face rhea fully, her posture straight, her eyes sharp — there was no hesitation in the way she held herself now. that flicker of fire rhea had noticed wasn’t just new; it was consuming. this wasn’t a spark waiting to catch — it was already burning, and nikki had no intention of putting it out. her lips curved into the kind of smirk that carried both confidence and a subtle dare, the kind that told anyone paying attention that she’d already thought three steps ahead. she stepped toward rhea slowly, her boots hitting the floor in measured beats, every movement calculated. when she spoke, her voice was low, steady. ❝ you wanna know the endgame, rhea? ❞ nikki stepped forward just enough to close the gap, her tone dripping with unshakable certainty. ❝ the endgame is exactly what you’re looking at — me taking back everything this place thought it could take from me. MY name. my legacy. my spot at the top. i’ve been the smile, i’ve been the hero, i’ve been the girl everyone wanted to root for. and where did that get me? forgotten. overlooked. replaced. that ends now. ❞

her gaze didn’t waver as she circled rhea slightly, her words gaining a sharper edge. ❝ you call it playing the heel. i call it being smart enough to stop giving a damn about who likes me and start doing what it takes to win. if that rattles the locker room, good. let them shake. let them whisper. the second they start underestimating me is the second i put them on their back. ❞ nikki stopped directly in front of her, tilting her head with a small, knowing smile. ❝ am i ready for everyone to want a piece of me? oh, sweetheart, i’m counting on it. the more they come, the more i get to prove exactly why i’m still here. you say no hesitation, no looking back? that’s the only way i know how to move now. ❞ she leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to something almost conspiratorial, but no less dangerous. ❝ so, rhea… don’t just be proud. be ready. because if you’re standing next to me when this all starts falling into place, you better be able to keep up. i’m not slowing down for anyone. ❞

Rhea leaned against the locker room wall, arms crossed but eyes bright as she watched @b3llalution pace with that new fire burning in her. It was wild, seeing the shift. The Nikki Bella the world thought they knew was gone, replaced with someone sharper, bolder, and unapologetically dangerous. Rhea couldn’t help the small grin tugging at her lips. “You know, I never thought I’d see the day. Nikki Bella, the villain. Gotta say, Niks, you wear it well. Almost makes me wonder why you didn’t do it sooner.”

She pushed off the wall, stepping closer, her voice dropping with a mix of curiosity and pride. “But I gotta ask....what’s the endgame here? You’ve got the whole damn roster rattled. That’s power, Nik, real power. But where does it leave you on Raw? You planning on climbing the ladder your own way, or are you ready for the kind of fights that come with being the one everyone wants to tear down?”

Rhea’s hand brushed lightly against Nikki’s shoulder, a rare softness cutting through the usual steel in her voice. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m proud as hell of you. This… this is the Nikki Bella I’ve always wanted to see. But if you’re gonna play the heel, you better be ready to go all in. No hesitation, no looking back. You sure you’re ready for that?”

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nikki stood just beyond the curtain, the roar of the crowd still buzzing in her ears after the showdown with becky. she was catching her breath, but her thoughts were already racing to tiffany. they had been through so much together, a bond deeper than most people outside the ring could understand. nikki admired tiffany’s drive and poise — how she carried herself like she belonged, but still fought every day to prove it. it wasn’t lost on nikki how much tiffany reminded her of herself at that age: talented, ambitious, but still finding her footing in this unforgiving world. nikki had walked that path, stumbled more times than she cared to admit, and learned that success wasn’t just about flash and skill — it was about heart, resilience, and knowing who had your back. tiffany had all of that, but nikki also knew there were lessons only experience could teach. the thought of tiffany stepping into the spotlight, ready to take on anyone who challenged her, made nikki smile. she wasn’t just a friend or a mentor — she was family. and nikki’s return wasn’t just about reclaiming her place; it was about standing beside tiffany, watching her grow, and being ready to catch her if she ever fell. together, they were stronger. and nikki was ready to face whatever came next — not alone, but with tiffany by her side.

by the time nikki reached the locker room door, she could already picture @tiffyt1me inside, probably unwinding after the brutal match she had against jade just one day before. that mix of excitement and exhaustion in her eyes. nikki’s hand lingered on the handle for a moment, letting the weight of her intentions settle. she wasn’t here to give some empty speech. she was here to tell tiffany exactly how much she believed in her. exactly why she came back. she pushed the door open, her gaze locking instantly on the blonde sitting inside. ❝ you know something? ❞ nikki began, her voice steady but carrying the warmth only a best friend could have. ❝ i just walked out of that ring with becky, and the whole time i was staring her down, all I could think about was you. about how much i want you to have moments like that — the kind that make your heart race and remind you why you do this. ❞ she took a step closer, her tone growing more personal. ❝ you’ve got the drive. you’ve got the talent. and you’ve got this confidence that just radiates when you walk through that curtain. but more than that, you’ve got something so many people in this business lose the second things get tough — you’ve got heart. real heart. and that’s what’s going to keep you standing when others fall. ❞

nikki’s expression softened, her words deliberate. ❝ i’ve been there, tiff. i’ve been the new face everyone was watching, wondering if i’d sink or swim. i’ve been knocked down, ignored, told i’d never make it to where i wanted to go. but i fought for every inch, and i’m still here. and now… i’m here for you. that’s why i came back. not just for me — for us. ❞ she closed the distance between them, her voice dropping into something that felt like a promise. ❝ we’re in this together. whatever’s coming, you don’t have to face it alone. you’ve got me — every single step of the way. ❞

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nikki stood in the middle of the room, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, as if holding her own body together would stop the sting of @r3vo1uti0nary words from sinking deeper. he stood just a few feet away. he was tense, eyes flashing with concern, frustration, maybe even fear — but all she could hear was the echo in her head: you can't keep putting yourself through shit like this and expect me to just sit back and watch. she inhaled slowly, her jaw clenching. the comment wasn’t meant to hurt her — she knew that. because seth cared about her so much. but that didn’t make it easier to swallow. in fact, that was the worst part. because love from someone like him came with honesty, with confrontation, and with the mirror she tried so hard to avoid. she wanted to scream that she didn’t ask for this. that she never invited him into this battlefield. but at the same time, hadn’t she? there were so many thoughts running through her mind at the moment. even ones that seth couldn't ever understand even if he tried. he thought that she didn't know the damage she had been doing. like she woke up one day and chose to suffer. he didn't see the choices behind the chaos — the reasons she would push herself until she was numb, the nights she would break just to feel in control again. all he would see was a woman unraveling. but what he doesn’t see is that this is how nikki had survived everything — every betrayal, every loss, every damn expectation shoved down her throat since she had been twenty-two.

her eyes drifted to the floor, where her heels left faint indents in the carpet — small, silent bruises from standing too long. just like her. the weight of years pressed down on her chest: the fans who wanted a version of her she never truly was, the critics who dissected her ambition, the loved ones who told her to take a break when all she wanted was to prove she could hold her own. finally, she raised her head, meeting seth’s gaze. there was no anger in her expression — just exhaustion, and a deep, relentless ache. ❝ you think that i don’t know what i’m doing to myself? ❞ she said softly, but with a sharpness beneath her tone. ❝ you think i wake up in the morning and look in the mirror and want to feel like this? you think I’m not aware that i’m exhausted? that I’m worn down to the bone most days? ❞ she took a few steps forward, her arms crossing tightly over her chest, like she was bracing herself — not against him, but against what she was finally allowing herself to say. ❝ i have never asked you to sit back and watch, seth. i haven't. what I asked — what I hoped — was that if anyone could understand the pressure, and the weight of trying to live up to something that keeps getting away from me the closer i try to get to it, that, it would be you. ❞

her voice cracked then, but she kept going. ❝ i've been fighting for so long that i don’t even remember what it feels like to not be in survival mode. every day, it’s another expectation, another headline, another moment where i have to prove that i still belong — that i'm still relevant, that i’m still strong enough to be here, to be me. and i just can’t turn it off, seth. i don’t know how. ❞ she paused and dropped her arms, letting them fall to her sides as her voice dropped to a raw whisper. ❝ do you know what it’s like to feel like if you stop fighting — if you take even one breath too long — everything you built might fall apart? that maybe the moment you relax, the world decides it’s done with you? ❞ her eyes met his then, glassy but defiant. ❝ i have earned every scar that i have. every late night, every match i shouldn’t have wrestled, every camera in my face when all i wanted to do was cry alone. and yeah, maybe that’s messed me up a little. maybe i carry more than i should. but don’t stand there and act like i’m just destroying myself for the hell of it. this isn’t recklessness. this is resilience. this is me surviving the only way i know how. i know it’s not easy to love someone like me. i know i’m complicated. i push too hard, i don’t always know when to stop, and i don’t always let people in the way they want me to. but you knew that, seth. you knew who i was when you came close. ❞ she hesitated, blinking fast as the words caught in her throat. ❝ i don’t need you to fix me. ❞ she said, voice steady again. ❝ i don’t even need you to always understand me. i just need you to stop looking at me like i’m some kind of tragedy waiting to happen. i’m not asking for pity. i’m not asking for rescue. i'm asking for someone who can look at the storm and still choose to stand in it with me. ❞ she walked towards him once more, until there was almost no space between them.

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"STOP PUTTING YOURSELF INTO DANGER!" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for expressing your fear that the person you care about might get themselves hurt if they keep acting like this, adjust as necessary

i thought i told you to stay back.

i love you too much to let you get hurt like this.

this affects me, too, you know.

every time you leave, i sit up all night waiting, praying you'll come back alive.

you keep pulling stunts like this and something bad will happen.

do you have a death wish or something?

this isn't fair to me.

i deserve better than this.

i didn't get any sleep last night because i was so worried about you.

you promised me you'd stop going out at night.

i don't like hearing this.

you've been risking your life, and for what? so you can feel like a goddamn hero?

i said i would handle it.

what the fuck are you doing here?

you told me you'd stay put.

so much for laying low.

you remember how bad it was last time.

seems like you haven't learned anything.

i believe you promised me you'd lay low.

i can't keep doing this.

don't give me that look.

we'll discuss this later.

this stops now.

i'm tired of picking up the pieces once you've left.

you keep throwing yourself into danger.

you don't give a shit about yourself, do you?

i'm sitting here, worried out of my mind, while you're out doing god knows what.

that was really stupid of you, and you know it.

i thought you knew better than this.

what's your excuse this time?

you do realize what this does to me, right? seeing you get hurt like this? you know it hurts me, too?

you really don't give a shit how this affects me, huh.

that was the dumbest possible thing you could have done.

i need you to stop throwing yourself into harm's way.

that was completely unnecessary.

they had it handled.

you didn't need to step in like that.

why do you think you're invincible?

the last time you pulled a stunt like this, it nearly got you killed.

i can't just sit here and watch you get hurt.

what are you trying to prove?

you just like fucking with my heart, don't you.

this shit hurts me, too, you know.

you're not the only one affected by this shit.

you've got a lot of people counting on you to come home every night.

what happens if you don't come back?

you think we can just carry on without you?

you think i can handle things if you end up dead?

i'm not sticking around to watch you get hurt.

you're not even slick.

you think you're invincible, don't you.

quit pretending you've got everything under control.

let someone else do it for a change.

you can't keep putting yourself through shit like this and expect me to just sit back and watch.

i'm done with this.

next time you do this, i'm not coming back.

promise me this is the end.

look me in the eyes and tell me you'll stop doing this.

let the authorities deal with it.

you're making a big mistake.

is it worth dying for?

i've dealt with enough pain over the years.

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’ 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 ’ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

so i was looking at THIS MEME and THIS MEME and like. there’s something that i just love so much about these?? so essentially, the sender might send in smth like. “five times cried”. and the receiver can respond with a drabble about five times the receiver’s muse cried because of the sender’s muse! if you’re confused, that’s my fault, and that’s also why i have links to two of the memes that inspired this. i hope you all enjoy! as always, do NOT add more to these, i WILL be making a part 2!

five times kissed:     ( five times the receiver and sender kissed )

five times hugged:     ( five times the receiver hugged the sender )

five times called:      ( five times the receiver called the sender’s phone )

five times texted:      ( five times the receiver texted the sender )

five times cried:      ( five times the receiver cried over the sender )

five times smiled:      ( five times the sender made the receiver smile )

five times touched:      ( five times the receiver touched the sender (platonically or romantically or otherwise!) )

five times saved:     ( five times the sender’s life was saved by the receiver )

five times saved by:      ( five times the receiver was saved by the sender. )

five times protected:     ( five times the receiver was protected by the sender )

five times protective:      ( five times the receiver was protective of the sender )

five times thanked:      ( five times the receiver thanked, or felt gratitude towards, the sender )

five times comforted:      ( five times the receiver comforted the sender )

five times angered:      ( five times the sender made the receiver angry )

five times betrayed:      ( five times the receiver was, or felt, betrayed by the sender )

five times saddened:      ( five times the receiver felt sad for or because of the sender )

five times worried:      ( five times the receiver worried about the sender )

five times relieved:      ( five times the receiver felt relieved about the sender )

five times safe:      ( five times the receiver felt safe because of the sender )

five times happy:     ( five times the sender made the receiver happy. )

five times afraid:     ( five times the sender made the receiver feel afraid )

five times hurt:      ( five times the sender hurt the receiver or made them feel hurt. )

five times visited:      ( five times the sender and receiver visited each other )

five times left:      ( five times the sender and receiver parted ways )

five times reunited:      ( five times the sender and receiver reunited after being apart for a considerable length of time. )

five times stayed:      ( five times the receiver stayed with the sender )

five times glanced:     ( five times the receiver stole glances at the sender )

five times glanced at:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender stealing glances at them )

five times healed:      ( five times the receiver nursed the sender back to health, or tended to their wounds )

five times watched:      ( five times the receiver watched the sender while they were working or doing something )

five times shared:      ( five times the receiver shared something (either a material or feelings or secrets!) with the sender )

five times flirted:      ( five times the receiver flirted with the sender )

five times blurted:      ( five times the receiver impulsively blurted something out to the sender )

five times confessed:     ( five times the receiver confessed a secret or feeling to the sender )

five times noticed:      ( five times the receiver noticed the sender properly )

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Nikki Bella:Raw 8/4/25

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daily reminder that i love @r3vengetour with all my heart and that's she my bestest friend in the whole wide world and deserves nothing but good things and if you guys aren't following her then you need to go do the thing

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okayyyyy nikki bella post raw starter call and this time these are happening because muse and dare i say future champion pls anyway do the thing

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@sparklebelt

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@batt1ecries

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@andn3w

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favorite outfits: 2/?

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NIKKI BELLA WWE RAW, August 4th, 2025

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Monday Night RAW ⇢ August 4th, 2025