#Kyle O'Reilly

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for @dearestwaves !!!

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They are so touchy

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I promise I'm excited for more than one thing this weekend 🌟

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Undisputed Kingdom from AEW Collision, 03/29/2025

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The many reactions of Kyle O’Reilly | Dynamite (6.19.24)

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Kyle/Cole/Roddy (or any one or two of the three), maybe something about a rainy day?

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It's gonna look like mud [I'm gonna help you swim]

A look at the three of them and rain. || No ship || 733 words

Kyle:

He never minds when it rains; thick black clouds roll over headache and he glances through flickering eyelashes to stare into the fading sun. There's the pressure of change just behind his eyes and he presses the dents of his knuckles into the side of his temples, feels it pulsing and his brain rumbling like the growing thunder just above his head and when the door slams closed behind his heels, knocking into them as it slams closed. The clouds open up and he sits, snuggled under warm blankets, staring out the fogging windows. The world above him, untouchable and out of reach rolls over him and he remembers being younger, tucked tightly under handmade blankets, wondering if the smell just after it rains reaches heaven. If maybe his mother watches the clouds disappear hours later when sleep has taken over his brain and she through the gaps, she stares down at him and pictures the same little boy who she let run through puddles, rain water soaking into ankle socks. And when he wakes, body sore from falling asleep in a chair, he squints through the morning shaking rays of sun and whispers "morning mom."

Roddy:

It started raining long before he got back to the hotel, small specks of rain that collected on the front of his glasses. making his vision blur and his eyes blink harder. That was hours ago and now he stands, staring at his own reflection, mourning for someone who doesn't exist, wishing for something different. Anger flashes like lightning through his skin and it burns his fingertips as he grips the cold bathroom sink. He stares into the mirror, stares into much younger eyes and over the patterning of the rain he hears his inner child, somewhere trapped between his ribs sobbing. "Why do you keep doing this?" He asks, voice empty and he wishes that he could force emotions, or his voice would break or..something, anything. He takes a deep breath, lets it roll out with the thunder that echoes overhead. He stares into the eyes of the monster; frustration dances in his eyes and he wishes that it was someone other than his own sad eyes gazing back at him. "This is all I've ever done! All I ever will do...Cmon Roddy, you can't love a monster...you won't change, you never do!" His knuckles knock into the porcelain and he wonders why his hands come back so warm despite the chill in the air. He stares at his reflection and sighs, it grows bigger and taller around him but as his shoulders sag and he goes to switch off the light, lighting illuminating his walk back to bed, he knows that they're both scared little kids, shivering as they're caught in the rain.

Adam:

Rain is splitting across the window and it almost feels like it could shatter behind her. It shakes in the window sills and it echoes around her brain and fear bites at the corner of her brain and she almost lets it take hold. Almost. She breathes in slowly, lets her hands shake and the lump in her throat presses against her voice box, forcing her words out, shaking and scared. She's been caught in storms before; lightning dancing across the sky, thunder echoing against the very bottom of heaven and rain sharp as knives pattering against her skin and she's knocked against doors shivering and begging but the doors don't move, she stares at them with an aching loneliness. She doesn't talk about how scared she felt when they let her back in, their eyes shimmering with laughter and in the shower, she pretends that she's laughing too as the chill works its way out of her bones. She tries not to remember it now as a body stands moments away in the shower, so warm and alive that she almost feels unworthy while she sits, cuddled up under the shaking window as the storm rolls over their hotel room. It can't touch her, she's safe. She whispers it under her breath like a promise, like a prayer until there's footsteps, soft and quiet, splitting through her thoughts. "You're safe, I promise." The lips on the empty face move slowly and she nods, reaches out to take their hand and just like lightning breaking the sky, she awakens suddenly.

Empty and alone, rain pattering outside.

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We’re so back you guys

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"Wait... He's not an actual Hologram!?" — Kyle's thoughts, probably

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Undisputed Kingdom

Collision 02.04.2025

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Man who did not have to turn his hat around on TV for snoopy related reasons!!!