#I'm still sad I can't go to the championship match it would be such a fun one to attend

[sibyl-of-space]

Fake Ding Liren fans have stopped believing after Tata Steel. But I believe

[punishereditz]

Stuck Up

Pairing: La Knight x f!reader

Warnings: 18 plus only! Minors DNI! DO NOT COPY! Get ready, there is a lot of warnings. Reader is a part of the judgement day. Use of Knight's real name. Arguing. Fighting. (Not to bad.) Different kind of summerslam. Smut. Pure smut. Rough sex. Oral. (f!receiving) Dirty talk. Praise kink. Choking. Edging. Spanking. Marking. Bondages. Piercings. Claiming. Overstimulation. Creampie. Squirting.

AN: And then you get this fic, then I take it to my penthouse, and I freak it

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: La Knight is the world heavyweight champion until you cost him the match and he isn't happy about that.

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Summerslam night. La Knight vs Drew Mcintyre for the world heavyweight championship. It was the main event. A huge night for La as it was one of his biggest matches since becoming champion almost a year ago. It was gonna be another easy win. He's defended his title time and time again and each time he has come out on top. Tonight was going to be no different. Or... at least that's what he thought.

It was a long, exhausting match. Drew would have the advantage, then La Knight would get it back. Back and forth between the men. The match was amazing, and the crowd roared the entire time. It was all going perfectly. He delivered a perfect blunt force trauma and had Drew's shoulder down. Going for the pin. One! Two! He was stopped at three. Your music playing throughout the arena. La Knight was livid as he watched you sprint down the ramp with Damian's money in the bank case in your hand. You got to a referee as quickly as possible and cashed it in. That was when Damian ran and slid into the ring. Knight wasn't on his feet for more than a second when Priest presented his finisher. Hit the lights. One! Two! Three! Your new men's world heavyweight champion. Damian Priest!

La knight watched as it was taken away from him just like that. In a snap of a finger. A flash of a second. He knew it was going to have to happen eventually, but that still didn't mean he wasn't absolutely pissed about it. Which, he didn't know what he was madder about. The fact that he just lost his title... or the fact that he just lost his title because of you. He felt betrayed in a way. You and Knight didn't have anything to do with each other when it came to on screen. But backstage? Knight would find himself passing by the judgement day's locker room in hopes to find you and you would catch yourself lurking around the champ's door. The two of you always finding ways to corner the other. Flirting in secret. So, when he saw you with that brief case... it enraged him.

He didn't feel sad about it, he just felt... angry. And he was gonna do something about it. He was banging on your hotel room door with more force than needed. Impatiently waiting. He went to bang on the door again, but you opened the door before he could. You looked at him annoyed and confused. "What are you doing here?"

"You know exactly what I'm doing here." He pushed past you. Not asking if it was okay for him to enter.

"No. I don't exactly. Care to explain?" You watched as he looked around the room then looked at you. His eyes slowly looking you up and down. At the tight shorts that barely even touched your thighs. The loose tank top. Your crossed arms that defined your muscles and pushed up your breast. This was getting better and better for him.

"Tonight." He growled. Taking a step forward.

"What about it?"

"What about it?! What about it is that you made me lose my strap!" His voice raised and you scoffed.

"Shaun, you knew what was going to happen tonight. Why are you pissed at me for it?" Your tone matched his as you raised your voice as well.

"I didn't know it was going to be you!"

"What do you want me to do about it?! I can't change what happened!" The both of you were shouting now. In each other's face.

"You could have had one of your other little emo nitwits to have done it!"

"Yeah, but Damian had me do it!"

"Oh, so now it's Damian's fault?! He was the one who put you up to it?!"

"Shaun don't dare make it out like I wanted to do that!"

"Oh, but it sure as hell did look like you wanted too! So fucking stuck up to them!"

"Stuck up?!"

"Yeah! So. Fucking. Stuck. Up. To. Them! You practically kiss their asses!"

"Well, I may be stuck up to them, but at least I'm not the one with my head so fair stuck up my ass!"

"You had better watch your fucking mouth."

You shook your head and sighed. Both of your faces were red, the two of you yelling so much and getting so worked. The veins in his neck were popping and he was standing dangerously close to you. Things getting heated so fast.

"What is this about? What is this really about?!" You finally spoke again.

"It's about the fact that it was you! You! It's all about you!" He grabbed your waist and pulled you against him. His hot breath on your face as he towered over you.

Yours and his adrenaline was high. Your hearts hammering, your blood pulsing with fury. Your breath heavy. His eyes heavier on you. His eyes traveling over your body and stopping at your breast. His jaw clenched. Staring at your nipple piercings. He's never noticed those before. His cock strained against his jeans. Then, he suddenly hoisted you up. Wrapping your legs around his waist and without a second thought, he furiously kissed you.

He pushed you against the wall with force and you moaned into his mouth as you felt the small sting in your back and the crack of the wall behind you. Your fingers lacing through his hair and pulling it. Digging your fingers into his shoulder. Earning a groan from him. He pushed his tongue past your lips. Deepening the kiss. Letting his frustrations out. But this wasn't good enough. This wasn't even close to good enough. "Pick a safe word." Your mind was in such a whirl, you couldn't answer him.

"Pick a safe word sweetheart." He repeated and you were able to pull your thoughts together enough to answer him. "Receipt."

"Good girl." He put you down and with a sweep of his hand, he ripped your shirt right in half. Throwing it down and taking one of your breasts into his mouth. His tongue swirling around your nipple until he grasped your piercing in his teeth and tugged on it. A desperate moan leaving your lips. He did the same to the other side and he kissed, sucked, and bit your breast until he was satisfied. But the satisfaction still wasn't close to being filled. He needed more. He pulled his shirt over his head, throwing to the floor and pulling your shorts down, as well as your underwear. He grabbed you by the throat. Pulling you to him. His hand adding a little bit of pressure. Your pulse surging under his fingertips. His kiss on your lips all tongue and teeth.

Then you yelped as he threw you up on his shoulder. You gripped his hair as you looked down at him looking up at you with a devilish smile. That was when he buried his face into your pussy. Licking a line up your folds. Then he licked your clit before he sucked on it. Making you arch your back and try to close your legs around his head, but he didn't let you. The hold on your knees tight enough so you're not going anywhere. Because you're going to be here awhile. He is going to take his precious time. Starting to suck on your clit a little harder, swirling quick circles around it. Then he let his tongue travel down and dip into your entrance. Slipping it in and out of you. Pulling loud moans from you. Your climax was sneaking up on you and it was starting to sneak up onto you fast. He knew it to.

He could tell by the increase in volume in your moans and how you started to squirm more on top of his shoulders. So, he slowed it down, tortuously slow. Agonizingly slow. You groaned in frustration and that made him chuckle. The vibration of it making a chill run down your spine. You need to release your climax, but he simply wouldn't allow it. He kept it going. He kept you up on his shoulders, eating you out. Edging you over and over. Getting you worked up only to not let you have what you so desperately craved. It feels like this has been going on for an eternity. But finally, now that he's ready, he lets you come. The circles of his tongue on your clit not slowing down this time when you start to get close. Your sweet long awaited climax crashes over you. Hitting you like a wrecking ball. Coming all over his mouth, it dripping down to his neck. Once your breath slows and your legs aren't shaking so badly, he body slams you down on the bed.

A mischievous grin on his lips as he does. He lifts your hips and flips you over on your stomach. Staring down at your ass as he takes his belt off. "Hands." He demands and you put your hands behind your back, and he takes the belt to tie them together. He smiles in amusement, and he slaps your ass. Making you whine. "Are you using your safe word?" He rubs his hand over your ass. "No..." You manage to gasp out. "Good. I'm just getting started." He slapped your ass again. This time harder. Then he unzipped his jeans. Pulling his pants and underwear down. Freeing his cock.

He slapped your ass hard a few more times before he thrusted his cock into your cunt. Bottoming out immediately and giving you no warning. He did give you a few seconds to adjust to him. But once you did, he grabbed your bondage hands and started to pound into you. Slamming his cock into you. Thrusting into you harshly. Making you scream. Your walls clenching around him. Making his cock throb. "I want you to understand something..." He grabbed you by the throat and pulled you up. Pressing your back to him. The new angle of his pounding even more flustering.

"You're mine." He growled. Biting your ear and leaving marks over your neck. Somehow seeming to pound into you harder. "Not judgement days. Not Damian's. Mine. You belong to me." He made his point across as he thrusted harshly into you. His cock slamming in and out of you. Your climax starting to build again. "That beautiful face... this pretty cunt... it's all mine."

He groaned as your walls clenched around him. His cock twitching. His climax starting to get close to him as well. "Next time... your gonna be standing by my side. Holding my title. Cashing in my money in the bank." It slowly all became too much for you. His filthy words he kept whispering in your ear. His hand around your throat. His cock slamming into you. Your climax washed over you, but he didn't stop there. Oh no. He kept fucking you until your legs were jerking and you were screaming his name. Making you come again and again. Making you feel the best pleasure you have ever felt. He knew just how to drive you. He knew how to push you to the limits but without going to fair. He knew the perfect line between pain and pleasure. He was doing it all perfectly. With a loss of count of your orgasms and a scream of his name, you squirted all over him. Your body shaking. His cock throbbing and twitching as he filled your cunt up.

He gently kissed your skin as you both slowly came down from your highs. Sweat shimmering your bodies. Your breaths heavy and your pounding hearts starting to calm a bit. He slowly pulled out of you. Yours and his cum dripping down you. He took the belt off of you and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. Then he went into the bathroom. Drawing a bath for you and him. As the water ran, he heard a knock at the door. He wrapped a towel around his waist, and you cover yourself with a blanket.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by a middle-aged man in a suit. "Hey. We've gotten multiple noise complaints for this room..." What was assumingly to be the manager, glanced into the room and a flash of horror washed over his face. He looked horrified. Frozen there for a moment. "Just... keep the noise down." That was all he could think to say. You had to cover your mouth to keep from laughing, but to also hid the embarrassment and Shaun only grinned.

[kyleoreillylover]

Undisputed Era x Fem Reader

Summary: Reader lost their championship to Shayna Baszler, and the Undisputed Era comfort a very angry and stubborn reader and shows her she’s worth more than a title belt.

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of typical wrestling violence, stuff being thrown (from the reader being angry), etc.

A/N: Like I said in my previous post, I am obsessed with the Undisputed Era, so these fanfics are just a way to curb that obsession lol. Hope you guys enjoy this fanfic!

The air in the locker room was thick with tension as the Undisputed Era gathered around you. You had just lost your hard-earned title in a grueling street fight match against Shayna Baszler. The match had lasted almost an hour and had been the main event of NXT Takeover, leaving you battered and bruised.

Kyle reached out to touch your shoulder, but you pushed him away with a snarl. "Don't touch me.” You growled, your eyes blazing with anger.

Adam stepped forward, his expression sympathetic. "Hey, it's okay. You gave it your all out there. No one could have done better."

What was supposed to sound comforting sounded condescending to you, and you lashed out, knocking over a nearby chair and sending it crashing to the ground in response. “Don't patronize me," you snapped. "I lost, plain and simple. I let everyone down."

Roderick placed a calming hand on your back, giving you a comforting look. “Hey, it’s just one match. You’ll bounce back. You always do.”

You shook off his hand and turned to leave, but Bobby grabbed your arm. "Come on, talk to us. We're your friends. We want to help."

You scoffed. "Friends? You guys are not gonna need me anymore now that I don't add to our little gold collection. The only reason you cared about me is cause I had a title."

"That's not true," Kyle said sharply, giving you a pointed look and stepping in front of you. "We care about you a lot. With or without the title. You're a huge part of this team and a great wrestler and we will always need you. Losing one match will never change that."

You glared at him, your fists clenched. "Easy for you to say. You're not the one who just lost everything."

"Actually, we all lost something tonight," Adam said softly. "We lost our chance to celebrate another victory with you.” Your gaze silently softened at this, his uncharacteristically sweet words breaking through your haze of anger. “That doesn't mean we're giving up on you. We're here for you, no matter what."

Your shoulders sagged as you let out a deep sigh. "I don't know if I can do this anymore," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper as the anger faded away & turned into the sadness you were trying to push away. "I just... I can't believe I lost. I was so sure I could beat her, that I had this in the bag. Then I lose like this. It's embarrassing." You turn the other way not wanting to see the concerned looks of your friends, that would just make you feel worse. "I'm embarrassing."

Kyle placed a hand on your shoulder, and this time you don’t shrug the touch off and let him turn you back around. "You're not embarrassing. You’re amazing. And we all have bad days."

"And even if you lose every match from here on out, we'll still have your back." Bobby piped up, his comforting words quieting your racing mind. "You're part of the Undisputed Era. That means something."

You looked up at him, tears glistening in your eyes. "Thank you," you whispered. "I don't know what I'd do without you guys."

“Probably crash and burn.” Adam joked as he pulled you into a hug, making you giggle. The rest of the group followed suit, hugging you. “You don't have to go through this alone," he said, wiping your tears as everyone pulled away. “We’re here for you, always."

You smiled weakly at him, relishing in his touch and the sweet side of him that rarely was shown to anyone but you guys. "Thanks, guys. I'm sorry I was such a mess."

"Don't be sorry," Roderick said, handing you an ice pack to mend your bruises. In your angered state, you didn't realize the boys had brought in some medical supplies to help you heal from your bruises and bumps. "Just remember that we're a team. We'll always have your back, no matter what."

And as the boys sat you on a chair and helped you treat your wounds and cuts, you knew those words were true, and that meant more to you than any championship.

[codyjey]

okay so. here's my thoughts on mania night 1! (I completely forgot to live blog bc I was live tweeting lol but take this) SPOILERS, OBVIOUSLY

rhea v becky: really really good! I loved all the counters they had for each other's moves and they both looked absolutely fantastic. I think this will really be a new era for beckys character after her loss and I'm excited! very happy for rhea too!!! her entrance was fucking sick

tag title ladder match: pretty cool spots! I love a-town down under but I didn't really think they should've won, I would prefer if they turned on each other and had a match at payback, but overall good for them! and wow I can't believe rtruth won the raw tag titles by himself! incredible! fr very glad they finally split the titles and truth got his mania moment, but overall I think that match was lacking something but I'm not sure what.

rey + andrade v santos + dom: very veryyyy good match. I absolutely love lucha wrestling and I love rey winning even more!! andrade is insane also. also think the football cameos was a fun little touch. very nice

jimmy v jey: I actually really really liked it, I know controversial. It may just be because I care about the both of them so much but I thought it was nice. I think it wouldve been better if they could go longer. also thier match was never gonna be anything revolutionary, thier rivalry is about fucking story. they are storytellers. I thought it was awesome and I'm glad they got thier mania match they've always wanted and it genuinely upsets me ppl r being so mean abt it.

bianca + naomi + jade v damage ctrl: when bianca came in I feel like it rlly picked up for me. she was killing them bro. but seriously, they all did so good and it's so awesome three strong, beautiful, and powerful black women got to do that, and got to win. I also absolutely loved asukas face paint. that's my wife guys... all of them looked so very good and they killed it. I loved it so much.

sami v gunther: if I'm being completely honest with u all, my favorite match of the night. I genuinely cried and started shaking when sami won because I really didn't think he would! like I'm so so very happy he won I'm so so very proud of him and just. wow. wow wow wow. and thank you gunther for the greatest intercontinental championship reign of all time, god bless u and I know he's gonna move on to do even bigger things.

cody + seth v rock + roman: well. I knew rock and roman would win, because of all the rumblings of people needing to help cody tommrow. It just made sense, and it's obvious they want cody winning and roman losing to be the biggest deal absolutely possible. and they should! it's going to be great! that doesn't mean it still doesn't upset me that cody and seth lost :/ . I know seth is probably losing tommrow as well and that just makes me sad. he's so great and he did fantastic in that match. as did cody. as did roman. and the rock, well. he was there! that's for sure! I did think that match was better than I thought it would be but yeah. so glad seth got his main event and he really showed out.

okay there

[iwant-fuitgummi]

Sumeru Headcanons pt. 2!

(part 1 here!)

Kaveh

he/they/she

Genderfluid, Bisexual

Unofficially Dating Alhaitham

Family: None

Best Friends: Alhaitham, Faruzan

Carpal tunnel from drawing and writing so much. He has to wear wrist braces to help, along with pain medications.

They know sign language! They mostly learned it to talk to Alhaitham when he can't hear them (headphones), but now they just do it subconsciously. They talk with their hands a lot, so they end up signing while speaking without thinking.

She adopted those desert foxes from the Interdarshan Championship btw. Their names are Aida, Jalila, and Khalisa. They sleep in her bed and she makes food for them <3

He loves soup! Unfortunately, he doesn't make it for dinner often since Alhaitham hates soup. Sad.

They spend so long getting ready in the morning it's ridiculous. They get up like 2.5 hours earlier than Alhaitham. And Alhaitham gets up at 6:30, so. 4:00 am Kaveh wake up real.

She's got ADHD and always needs to be doing something with her hands. Alhaitham constantly buys silent fidget toys for her so she doesn't click her pen constantly.

All of the local stray animals come flocking as soon as they see Kaveh. He feeds and plays with them regularly, so they see him and are like omg! Food is here! And pets! Yay!!

They always see the best in people, no matter what. Their motto is "I'd rather trust a thousand bad people than miss the opportunity to befriend one good one."

She has schizophrenia. She often hears music playing when there is none, and will see and speak to people who aren't there. Alhaitham often has to tell her that she's talking to herself. She'll still talk to the hallucinations, she'll just keep in mind that they aren't real.

He and Faruzan are 100% gossip buddies. They share designs and tell each other rumors.

Dehya

she/her

29

Cisgender Woman, Lesbian, Polyamorous

Dating Candace and Dunyarzad

Family: Kusayla (Father), the Blazing Beasts (Found Family)

Best Friend: Dunyarzad

Her right arm is a prosthetic. That's why she was so willing to get it cut off. She knew it wasn't gonna physically affect her.

She has nerve damage in her hand from using her vision so much.

She is ALWAYS training when she's not busy. Either that, or she's practicing doing makeup on Candace, Dunyarzad, or Nilou.

She's in a polyamorous relationship with Dunyarzad and Candace. She was with Candace first, but gradually developed feelings for Dunyarzad. Candace gave her the go ahead to ask her out, and she now has two amazing, beautiful girlfriends who she'd die for <3

Dehya's honestly awesome there's not much more to say. She's so cool and I love her.

Dori

she/we

12

Family: Layla (Sister)

Best Friend: Nobody (She's a scammer)

Okay Dori's difficult for me. I'm a white American, so I don't have any say on her design and character. I've seen Turkish people say that it's bad and that it's good, so...yeah.

Anyways, I gave her darker skin, mostly to match with Layla. I also covered her arms because I can't think of a single kid who would wear that top. I also just overall darkened her color palette so that it wouldn't clash with her new skin tone.

I don't have many thoughts on her at all tbh. She's pretty controversial so I try not to think about her too much.

[mach-speed-spin]

y'know, i'm kind of curious as to your thoughts on the outfits in those pieces of promo art that dropped. unsurprisingly i honed in on bsb and... the fashion choices are. interesting to put it lightly. like:

takao and rei: they look awful i'm sorry. out of the four of them whoever decided they were going with a plaid look is insane.

max: he looks okayish? it's not a max vibe but it looks better than it does on takao and ESPECIALLY rei

kai: the best looking out of the main four, mostly because you can barely see the plaid. also he shook things up a bit seemingly as opposed to literally just wearing a tuxedo.

daichi: he looks awful but also to be fair like. daichi is not a formal wear kind of person literally nothing you could give him would fit

yuriy: it looks fine in the art but like. in practice imagine going to some fancy party and some dude shows up wearing a bright orange suit. dude literally out here with this team flare grunt lookin outfit 😭

mathilda: she looks Fine. no strong feelings either way

brooklyn and kyojyu: lumping them together because my thoughts are basically the same, they're wearing their usual attire but it does look good so it could be worse

michael: no comment needed. ???/10. i don't know if i love it or hate it. who even invited him here he's like barely there in g-rev

overall the bsb one alone is the outfit collection ever and seeing as how you rated the fashion of characters from every series i'm curious as to how you feel on the art for all 3 series

Takao and Rei: I agree entirely. It really doesn't work for them

Max: Unlike Takao and Rei, I can actually see Max wearing a tuxedo

Kai: Kai has always had immaculate drip so it's no surprise he looks great

Daichi: He should've just worn his G-Rev outfit

Yuriy: Bro got the traffic cone tuxedo. 10/10

Kyojyu and Brooklyn: I have the same opinion as do on their canon outfits. Kyojyu looks good (though not as good as in G-Rev) and Brooklyn looks great

Mathilda: She's alright but doesn't stand out much

Michael: 11/10 he makes me a proud American (despite not being American in the first place). I think every US president should wear that to their inauguration

Kyoya: I can't believe he's not wearing a crop top. I refuse to believe this

Yu: His top half is the same but his shorts are different and it really doesn't match

Tsubasa: I don't have much to say here. He dresses like I'd expect him to at a formal event

Gingka: He looks the best out of the mfb cast. The suit's colors really match his canon outfit

Masamune: The only way I can see him wearing that is after Chao-Xin called him out for not looking presentable enough for the world championships. As for the look itself, maybe if it had the same pattern as Gingka it'd look better

Benkei: They couldn't even give him a suit that matches his red and black jacket. Sad

Kenta: I'd have preferred a modified version of his Metal Fury design, but this still works

Madoka: Something feels off but I can't put my finger on what

Hikaru: Looks great and I want that dress for myself

Ryuga: He'd look great if it weren't for the fact that Ryuga would never wear that. This man has spent months presumably wearing the same shirt every day and I can't see him ever putting on a tie

Free: Looks great except for the suspenders

Valt: Drippy af

Shu: I can't see much since part of his fit is hidden, but from what I can see, he's drippy af

Lui: I want that jacket really bad. I have no use for it since where I live we rarely go lower than 30 Celsius but still

Bell: That's practically his canon outfit. like capes

Ranzo: Kiyamas are always great looking. Their genetics make it impossible to not have some of the best drip in all of Burst

Rashad: Bro got the Ryuga cape. He should've had his spiked shoulder pad though

Basara: Simultaneously a 2/10 and a 10/10. I don't know why

Ilya: It's a pretty simple dress, and while it works, it could benefit from a fire design on it to match her bey

Payne: I cannot see Payne ever wearing anything other than his canon outfit. Like Ryuga, his very presence here is out of character

[bubblegumlefty]

So... I heard the news. I literally had to wait 2 hours left of class to leave and get home, just so nobody sees me break into tears out of nowhere. My throat feels clogged up and it feels like I'd just been punched in the stomach...

I can't even describe how I feel right now. I don't even know what to say. What do you want me to say? That I hope he gets the help he needs and gets happy/healthy for his family and all that jazz? Cause that's stuff's obvious!

I understand that addiction is a disease. I understand that it's a difficult thing to deal with (and that's putting it lightly) but with all the hard work Hardy's put over the months, from his personal feud with Sheamus, all the way to nearly winning Survivor Series and being so over with the fans, the potential of using the Willow gimmick, that dream match with Roman Reigns and winning the universal championship...

That's ALL thrown out the window now. All because of one little incident at a house show that he shouldn't have even participated in in the first place (I bet ya they knew damn well he still had problems with his health, so why the hell would they push him to do house shows too!? He already has a hard time keeping up on televised matches as it is!) and that he denied the rehab WWE was trying to give him (at least, that's what everybody's saying) And with the fact that he was on Broken Skull sessions talking about his personal struggles... (Which let me remind you, that was literally only WEEKS ago!) I hate to say this, but that should've been a sign of things to come. It was inevitable really. With the way WWE's been treating him as of lately, I'm actually shocked it hasn't happened sooner. And now it's happened... And now he's gone. Again.

Guess there's only one good thing that came out of this. For those who were wanting Jeff to either go to AEW, or just straight up retire entirely (which would honestly be the best choice for him at this point) you just might be getting your wish.

Any fanart or fanfiction (shipping or otherwise) that I make after this will be for the sake of escapism now rather than just pure joy of doing it. Chapter 4 is already ready for BETA that I will go ahead and post soon, but after that, I might be taking a break. I can't even muster to work on that stuff right now.

I feel sad, heartbroken, hurt, angry... But above all, I feel stupid for getting optimistic and getting my hopes up. I know that sounds extremely harsh, but I just...

I don't know what I'll do next. I might take a break, I might continue to post and live blog tomorrow night like normal. Maybe I'll delete this later, but I just needed to vent. As someone who's been a fan of his for over 15 years now, you don't understand how much this hurts. It actually makes me physically sick inside...

I sincerely do hope that this is a wake up call for him, and that he can finally get his act together and focus on the more positive things in his life like his hobbies, and his brother and his wife and daughters, because let's face it: he's done more than enough for the business... But on the other hand (and you're probably gonna hate me for saying this)... I just feel lied to.

I just don't know anymore...

[dreamwatchpro-wrestling]

Dreamwatch Blood Crown Tournament Night 2 (Match 4)

Ryuji Katagiri vs Yamato Ryukawa

Our main event from night two is the highly anticipated rematch between Yamato Ryukawa and Ryuji Katagiri! The last time they faced off was for the Dreamscape Stellar World Championship in Katagiri's debut where he shockingly managed to defeat Ryukawa and become world champion in his first match with the company. Now, he's without a title and is looking to prove himself again before he reaches a slump. Ryukawa is in an unfamiliar situation in this match. He's having to adapt to a new style, and has managed to show us some interesting new wrinkles in his moveset in preparation for this tournament, and its time to see if it'll pay off against the opponent he's been wanting to get a rematch with the most.

This match is very, very difficult to describe. It certainly wasn't bad, but in some ways its hard to tell how well each man did. In the early goings of the match, Katagiri completely ran over Ryukawa, starting fast and keeping the pressure on much like he did in his first round match against Ren Kanzaki. Ryukawa chose to not match that aggression, so Katagiri's aggression sort of went unchecked, allowing him to continue. Ryukawa's answer to it came in the form of his technical prowess. Ryukawa certainly had a point to make in this match and I think he made it very well. Ryukawa is a very persistently and solid technical wrestler. Every move he did served to get Katagiri on the ground so he could slap on a submission and it was wonderful. When he was on his feet he did everything he could to trip or slam Katagiri to the ground before locking in any number of submissions. Katagiri instead of matching Ryukawa's technical prowess instead went for raw power, trying to punch holes through Ryukawa's torso for much of this match. This was very much a match of two men playing their own game and almost completely ignoring their opponent's strategy, stubbornly sticking to their own. As a result, this match was actually an extremely close one. However, it was going to be difficult for Ryukawa to beat Katagiri in this environment and in the end he did not. Katagiri hit Ryukawa with a sickening body blow that left Ryukawa unable to get back to his feet before the ten count. I would say Ryukawa came out of this match looking incredible, though. Despite his disadvantages, he did his best to keep the match close, and its obvious that through this match he's managed to grow as a performer. He only gets better from here in my opinion, but his tournament run is over. Katagiri moves to the next round.

Ryuji Katagiri: Ryukawa... Its absurd how strong that guy is. I knew I couldn't let my guard down against him, but I knew he'd have a disadvantage here with these rules. He still gave it his all and almost got me, though. Ryukawa seems to just dive head-first into everything, and every time he manages to do well. He's strong, but I was a little stronger today, is all. I was a little aggressive, but I owe that to him. I can't hold back against anyone right now. I came in this tournament to win the crown, and I wont stop until I get there. As long as I don't stop, nobody around will be able to stop me.

Yamato Ryukawa: Agh... My stomach... His fists feel like bombs whenever he lands a punch on me. I'm sad I couldn't beat him. He was my first one on one loss in Dreamwatch, and now he's also my second. He's better than me right now, but I feel like I learned a ton from training and fighting in this tournament. There's a lot of people on my mind right now that I have to try to reach out to with this painful language we all speak. I'm sad, but I hope my pro wrestling reached everyone. I was out of my depth but you can never be unsure of your abilities. Even if you're unsure if you can do something, I like to think if you're trying you're succeeding. No room for failure here. Katagiri beat me for the belt and then lost it in his first defense. That would eat me alive, and being a pro wrestler I know its eating at him too. Katagiri, focus on winning for the right reasons. You're a shoot style pro wrestler, so you probably like this style a lot. Don't let pursuing a belt take that from you. Anyway, enough of my sappy role model talk, I've gotta realign my focus. I dunno what's next, but you should keep your eyes on me and Dreamwatch to find out! Thanks for the love, and sweet dreams. Guh... I need to lay on a bag of ice for a while.

[aerascreamer]

A body without a heart

An Apex Fanfic

Part 2: Equal

Warning: violence and death mention.

(Part 1 )

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During the cold season, the heating system of the dormitory purred above Bloodhound's room each night, singing them to sleep or keeping them company while they read on the bed.

So it was a surprise for the tracker to wake up on the floor of a building from the arena and not in their quarter until they realized they didn't lose the match.

Pathfinder's motor produced the constant rumble that woke them up while the robot remained in complete stillness in the middle of the room.

As the hunter sat with difficulties, he came back to life and headed towards them.

"How are you friend? He asked with worries.

"I'm fine don't worry. Just not used to run so much, " They replied while taking out a flask,

"Can I?"

"Oh sure pardon me!"

When sure the MRVN looked away, the tracker took off their mask in a hurry and sipped some water before putting it back.

"Why are you fighting here if your body is so weak?"

Bloodhound jumped on their feet, looked back and found Revenant sitting on the edge of a window. Wait...sitting?

"I'm not letting my wounds stopping me from fighting for the Allfather. It is a test to see my true potential." They puffed their chest with pride.

"Guess having a metallic body has some advantages..." The robot considered, his hand scratching his jaw.

"What do you-" The hunter's body tense in reaction to a new but familiar buzzing approaching.

"EMP incoming!! RUN!"

Pathfinder rushed to the exit without hesitation.

Simultaneously, Revenant pushed himself from the window.

But despite their reactivity, both got hit by the wave of energy coming from a tiny drone, the echo of their lifeless body hitting the ground ringing in all the building.

Without losing a second, Bloodhound took their weapon and peaked over the window. Two silhouettes headed into the first level.

The hunter climbed down the stair and aimed at the entrance

Octane broke in by kicking the door.

Easy target. One mag, one down.

Lifeline jumped back, caught off guard. She dashed right away to another direction, probably to flank the building.

The tracker took the main entrance and hid behind a truck.

Scanning the area, they detected the doctor entering by the second floor.

Bloodhound waited for her to walk passed the entrance...

One more magazine and another down. But no ammo.

Leaving the weapon on the ground, Bloodhound approached the door and heard footsteps coming in.

Striking like a panther, they took Crypto by surprise and disarmed him.

The hacker pushed the hunter away and called back his drone, the device hitting them on the back.

Unphased, they leaped on the man, pinned him down before holding a knife on his throat.

Both out of breath, the two fighters glared at each other coldly.

But Crypto ended up sighting and declared:

"Legend Crypto surrendering." The banner on his wrist turned into a sad face with the words better luck next time! highlighted in blue.

Bloodhound let go of their grip and walked away to check on their teammates.

"Hey, take this. It will wake them up."

The hunter caught the small device the hacker tossed to them and nodded, thankful.

Turning around the corner, they saw Revenant shut down against the wall.

They approached him and activated the device.

The silver shadow turned on with a sound similar to a loud gasp.

On his feet, he put his hands around his chest, checking for a nonexistent heartbeat.

"What was that ?!" He questioned with a taut voice.

"An EMP sent by Crypto's drone" Bloodhound stepped back to give him space.

"An EMP?"

The glow of the synthetic nightmare's eye darkened, processing... Before punched the wall with all his strength.

"Why can't I just DIE already!?"

Digging their way in Bloodhound's perplexed mind, the little details he noticed about Revenant came back... like his natural walk, the need to sit or to brush his head, the glares of jealousy he gave to everyone except Pathfinder... Pathfinder who is a true robot.

Then they understood.

"You...you used to be human. Right ?"

He froze

"You're not a robot...but a Simulacrum."

In a blink of an eye, the shadow grabbed the hunter by the throat and held them in the air as if they weight no more than a pheasant.

"One more word... And I'll use your skin as a carpet..."

Despite their heart racing like a mad hummingbird, Bloodhound held Revenant's burning glaze without fighting back.

Surprised by their lack of reaction, the Simulacrum loosened a little.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

One inch separated his face from the hunter's mask.

"I...I don't fear...death." They replied with a chocked voice.

Revenant dropped the tracker who rubbed their aching neck.

He stared at them for a moment, puzzled, and climbed on the roof to watch the horizon with doubt and questions rising like a tide.

Bloodhound scanned the zone and found Pathfinder lying in the middle of a road.

As they activated the device, the MRVN's chest lightened up, bugging between his angry and happy face.

"Everything's ok?"

"Yes, don't worry. I really don't like being hit by the EMP, my system is always feeling weird days after it." He tapped on his chest to fix it, without results.

"Feeling ?" Revenant let go of a sarcastic laugh...or at least a grumble close to it.

****

Back in the temporary house of Talos, Bloodhound groomed Artur with their hand and picked up the feathers falling to the ground without a sound

They sighted with sadness as they counted more and more grey ones than last time.

The clock hanging on the wall displayed 9h00 but everyone already went to bed, leaving the building in dead silence.

Except for the hard stomps of metal feet.

Putting the crow back in his favorite shoe, the hunter walked to the automatic door and bumped in Revenant's chest armor.

"My apologies!"

Only an irritated grunt responded to them.

"Something's wrong?"

The shadow's blank face expressed nothing, unlike his shimmering eyes troubled by questions.

He tried to look beneath the mask of the tracker, searching a reason for them to ask with cordiality and detachment towards him.

"You're a weird skin bag." He declared point-blank.

"Normally everyone would have begged to be spared when threatened."

Thoughtful, Bloodhound didn't reply rights away, their mind looking for the right word to answer.

"I'm always prepared for my end, " They started with a slow pace,

"Death... is part of the cycle of nature.

Everything lives, then everything dies."

"Except for me." Revenant contradicted, bitter.

Artur perched on the hunter's shoulder and puffed his black and grey feathers to intimidate the Simulacrum who didn't even look at him.

"If your spirit is still down here, it means you haven't fulfilled your purpose here."

"So you think I have a spirit?" His anger started to rise.

"When that little brain here is made of scrap and bolts?!"

Revenant hit his metal skull to prove his point, creating a clear sound ringing for a second.

"When I'm a body without a heart?!"

He scratched his chest, leaving three parallel marks.

Bloodhound covered their ears, bothered with the high-pitched screeching.

"You still feel hate. There is a reason that makes you move forward.

And you still have those memories from your past life right? Those are real...

"...And corrupted to the core!"

The shadow's voice distorted in pain, wobbly.

Behind the faceplate, thousand of reflections made their way in his mind.

He shook his head, fighting the thoughts, but his hunched shoulders betrayed his exhaustion.

Noticing the changes in Revenant's behavior, Bloodhound offered him to get in their room.

He hesitated, not used to have someone crazy enough to do this, but accepted.

The hunt trophies and Championship Bookends decorated the walls next to a giant bookshelf full of text from all epochs.

Swords and knives waited on a table for the owner to choose them, glowing coldly under the candles.

In contrast, the fur carpets softened the atmosphere and gave the room an old but relaxing look alongside the handmade hammock.

Revenant instantly noticed the broad window facing the outside.

The stars shined bright on the deep mantel of the night.

Even with the latest discoveries made by scientists, secrets still lied in the distant galaxies.

This powerful sense of mystery called the human more than once, letting them dream since the beginning of time without any exceptions.

Not even a soul locked in a lifeless body.

"Being in peace with who you are will be a challenge. But once you get over it, you will finally be able to rest."

The silence fell little by little like a leaf plummeted by the autumn wind.

Bloodhound fell asleep despite the "synthetic nightmare"'s presence, this one gazing at the stars, knees wrapped in his arms close to his chest.

[dani-the-mark]

A Slept-On Review: WWE Smackdown 9/16/22

Logan Paul and The Bloodline Promo / Ricochet vs Sami Zayn

We are starting off POORLY! The short and only important information from the first few minutes of Logan talking: He wants to fight Roman and actually had a good rebuttal to the what chant. He's not the worst at this, but I hate it. I know too much and I hate him. I cannot like subjectively anything that he does or anything that he is involved with. 

Praise the sun! Paul is back! He’s here to save this segment because he truly is the only one who could. If Paul Heyman wasn't here I probably would have walked away at this point. He tries to convince Logan to walk away from the situation, but he won’t. Ricochet comes out to help even the odds. This poor man has been forced to team up with Logan Paul. I am in physical pain.

We return from commercial and Richochet is up against Sami Zayn.  I don't know why we are here. I don't want to be here. The in-ring wrestling itself it's not bad. I almost feel like I'm watching a game of 2K right now: simple, average, nothing out of the ordinary happens. Paul knocked over a soda and then proceeded to pour the rest of it all over the commentary table which was very funny. 

Maximum Male Models Segment

It's MMM time! They reveal their “back to school” collection, and are adorable. 

The Braun’s music hits.

The absolute piss your pants fear on these men’s faces when said music hit made the whole thing absolutely perfect. Braun stampeded in and knocks them around for a few minutes. We probably would have been a wonderful, funny, and straightforward segment, but for reasons I do not understand, Alpha Academy interjects. They are putting too many people into what should just be Braun showing up, smashing, and leaving.

Bayley vs Raquel Rodriquez

Jojo Siwa is here and she is the CUTEST. I love her. I hope she had a good time. 

Enter Damage Ctrl. They are proud of themselves and they should be. I love them they're so evil.

I still can't decide if the spinning slam itself was better than the noise Bailey made while in it. We get an incredible flying elbow, but I'm 99% sure that should have constituted a DQ, which makes this whole match really freaky when you consider the amount of out-of-ring action there has been that has previously been. It makes the strategic nature of distracting the referee feel…pointless and less impressive. 

Shotzi also gets a run-in post-match, adding to the lots of last-minute additions tonight and I don't like it 

Ronda Rousey and Liv Morgan Interview 

Liv stands up for herself in the hardest way I've ever seen her do so. She’s all grown up, she’s strong, and she has the numbers against Ronda. This makes me love her even more. Now, during this segment, it’s established we're getting Extreme Rules match against Rhonda. Now that I've said that, I'm really worried that Ronda is going to win, since she can hit very hard even with rules keeping it in place, and if that happens I will be very sad. 

After this match, Drew McIntyre straight up just climbs on top of the announce table to challenge Karrion Kross. He’s angry and sweaty and I’m exhilarated. 

Solo Sikoa vs Madcap Moss

It’s a little weird that we're challenging for an NXT Championship right now two people in this make me feel like it's fine. I want to see this match it even if it doesn't make sense. Unfortunately, it quickly falls into its death spot, because I know so little about Solo. I don't know much go to NXT either, so quickly I had very little reason to care outside of the fact that he is a member of the bloodline and I like madcap. Which isn't to say that the wrestling was particularly bad, I was just uninterested and I found it hard to focus on 

Sammy is an absolute bro, the whole time and deserves a shoutout for that though. 

Brawling Brutes vs New Day vs Imperium vs Hit Row

Yeah, there's officially too much going on in this episode. I was dealing with food poisoning while watching, which may not be helping the situation. That being said, I cannot follow anything that is happening at this point when there are this many people all doing things in the same ring at the same time repeatedly over the course of this episode. 

In some ways, I'm glad that some of these people that we're going to put on the back burner for so long are finally getting screen time, but there is such thing as too much and I think that this week cross that borders at least a little bit. 

Good news: everyone in this match is just nuts and it was very entertaining. Top Dolla being able to carry all those people genuinely scares me/ I do not trust when multiple people get lifted up anymore. Thank you, Wrestlemania and Rick Boogs for that one.

Rich Holland doubled down on that and lifts Top Dolla. 

The ending couple of minutes were especially wild, with high spot after high spot until Brawling Brutes are able to snag the win, which I did appreciate.

[braindead-virtually-tv]

Caught up on NXT while coding. Some thoughts:

-Lash Legend v Nikkita I am truly blessed. These women really showed out for the opener. Apparently Lash has been beating Bianca's records at the PC so she's going to be a big talent to watch for. I'm glad she's teaming with a veteran like Natalya next week and I'm psyched for that match

-Mixed tags my beloved

- I'm loving Edris and Blades dynamic it's hilarious.

- I am not above laughing at the irony of D'Angelo getting whacked. But also more Mafia stable wars I love this so much. The only thing is Elektra's feud with Henley feels slightly out of place because of it. Also Troy '2 Dimes' and 'Stacks' 😂 This sit-down is going to be so very Godfather and and I can't wait

- SANTINO MARELLLA HAS A DAUGHTER WHO WRESTLES I AM OLD

- Great to see the Viking Raiders in NXT I'm loving these main roster cameos and WWE is doing them very well.

- Nattie v Cora is a tag match at Spring Breakin' so I've no doubt that feud will continue for a bit after that to a blow off singles match. I wonder if Nattie will chase the championship like Dolph did?

- You know me when it comes to shilling for Women's Wrestling at this point so I can't tell you how excited I am for the Breakout tournament

-Roddy once again referencing the breakup of UE. I wonder is there going to be a power struggle in Diamond Mine?

- I haven't commented on the Carter situation, nor will I to be honest, but having a video package with Wes addressing it head on (So much to say they acknowledge Carter and his sudden departure) is very bold and quite unlike WWE, I was quite surprised.

- They're really strapping a rocket to Roxanne Perez with this Toxic Attraction feud and it's great to see. I'll be honest I'm not familiar with her work as my knowledge of wrestling outside WWE, AEW and IMPACT is shaky at best so I'm excited to learn more about her. The crowd were really into this match. Don't bite anyone please Roxy 💀😂

- Solo Sikoa is absolutely OVER with the crowd. I would be so sad to see Grimes lose his championship this early but honestly with how the crowd have been reacting to Solo it wouldn't surprise me if he took the championship at Spring Breakin'

- I just once want Wendy to take John Morrisons phrase and and shout "What's up Splash holes?" When she has her water guns 😂

- I like this Gacy and his cult thing but I am burning out a bit on 'spooky gimmicks' it's a tough gimmick to pull off and I do think Gacy is doing well with it and to be honest this whole "I kidnapped Rick Steiner" thing is making me like him more than I probably would have otherwise. What can I say, I grew up watching TNA this absolutely wacky shit is my jam. I mean we're talking about the same company the wrote people out by killing them or the entirety of Eric Young before his WWE run that was a thing 😂😂

- Bron Breakker is going to be an absolute star man, I have no doubt he's going to retain and I wonder who his next challenger will be. Lmao but I'm still not over when Rick calls him 'Bronson' 😂

- RICK STEINER HAS BEEN RETURNED THANK YOU JESUS HE'S OLD