#Riptide Wrestling

[bastardpacs]

[gillionmeowstrider]

HELLO I'M NOT DEAD

for my giftee @quadrilateral-triangle for the pride @jrwi-art-exchange !!

ENJOY !!!!!!!!

[luck-of-the-drawings]

AUU FUCK I FORGOT I MADE THIS. it started out as a single little sketch and hten i woke up with glass in my arm. dont look too hard at the lighting. or the lines. or the anything. this whole fuckin episode was so fun HAHAHAH i love skin and terror.

[potatobugz]

LA ALMAAAAAAAAA

[cupids-beaux]

so did doppelgilly jump in the hole in the sea as well or is he gonna be hanging out as a soulless husk at the precipice of the whirlpool, staring blankly into the black sea until he withers away?

this speculation is what happens when charlie decides to canonize doppelgilly being there during the arm wrestle with Jug

[sugarepoxy]

Gill and jay doodles because i was in a doodlin mood tonight

i love drawing jay's hairb❤️

[caranoirs]

HOUSE OF MIRTH PERFORMANCE @ THE PLACE IN LONDON // theheaddrop

[nwleon]

hello??? please do

La Alma's speed with strength wrestling style definitely reminds me of a pro wrestler named Jeff Cobb/Mantanza Cueto.

Cobb is well known in the wrestling business for his speed and insane suplex variety when he gets his hands on an opponent, (see below)

If they had another fight, I can totally see La Alma absolutely ragdolling the Riptide crew.

,,,,

I've been watching some old Lucha Underground clips online and I can envision The Baron saying this hyping up the match between Chibo and the Chums vs La Alma (TW Flashing lights)

[vanishingmoments]

ive reached the point in battlebots where riptide debuts lord fucking help me

[smallandalmosthonest]

as a newcomer to the incredible art and sport of pro wrestling i cannot take liv morgan seriously bc there has never been a creature on god’s precious, wretched earth with less ‘daddy’ energy than rey mysterio’s dumbass son

[megastarwiley]

Favorite wrestling finisher?

OH DAMN uhhhhh. i mean ive been a seth rollins curbstomp guy since i was like 7? 8? ish

[imsodishy]

Billy's got a compass in his chest and it always points him home.

West, to California. To the coast, the beach, the water.

From the moment he first had to escape his house, small and bruised. Alone and so angry. He would plant himself in the sand, fling himself into the ocean. Let it swallow him whole and spit him back out. Wash him out, back onto the sand. Still whole. Clean and salty and softer at the edges, like a worn down bit of sea-glass.

It works all the way out in Indiana, that compass. Still points him west. It's a sustained ache under his ribs now that he can't just let his feet take him home anytime he needs it.

A girl coyly suggests she could show him Lover's Lake sometime and he jumps at the chance, but it's a disappointing spit of water and frozen besides. The compass needle doesn't even wobble in it's heading. His sends his date home disappointed too.

Steve Harrington's got no direction. He's drifting around on the tide like flotsam. Billy shoves him and he stirs up little eddies, fights the current for a once and kicks up a wake that Billy can ride for a minute and breathe deep afterwards like he's coming up for air.

The crash and ebb and flow around each other for months. Billy learns to read the wave pattern, Steve learns to watch for storm patterns.

Steve's got a pool, which is objectively even worse than a lake. Except, when he says so, Steve tackles him around the middle and sinks them both right to the bottom of the deep end fully clothed. Laughs as Billy curses him out for ruining the half pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

They splash and shove and wrestle their way out of their sodden clothes without getting out of the heated water, because March in Hawkins may be warming up, but it's sure as shit not warm yet. Steve calls him a wimp, climbs out in just his briefs, and canon-balls back in.

They tangle together under the water and Steve only lets him up for air when he really needs it.

Steve Harrington must have a lot of extra iron in his blood or something. The needle's been wobbly for a while, and it spins right off it's axis the day Steve hands him a little newspaper wrapped parcel, "Happy birthday," he says, "Made me think of you."

It's an earring, plain gold stud and fine gold chain with a teardrop stone hanging off it. Rough-hewn, softly cloudy blue. Sea-glass.

Billy's adrift, surprised by a riptide.

There's a lodestone hanging on his ear and he can't see his way back to the coast anymore.

[eringobragh420]

🖤 Pairing: Damian Priest x Black!f!Reader 🖤 Summary: Sequel to Breeding. During the pregnancy, the soon- to-be-parents navigate their way through superstitions, a gender reveal, and TikTok videos. 🛑 Warnings: None 🖤 Tag list: @pittieprincess22If, @cyberdejos2, @brideofinfamy, @rainbowdreams-x, @headcaseproductions1, @bearbutlikeprincessbear If you’d like to be added, please click here! 🖤 Requested By: @wrestlingbaby Hope you enjoy! 🖤 MASTERLIST

First Trimester

“Wait, wait, wait,” Damian interrupted, rubbing his forehead. “So you’re saying … you’re saying I can’t tell my parents we’re having a baby for another month?”

“I’m not saying you can’t,” his girlfriend replied. The two of them sat on the very couch she’d told him she was pregnant on, facing each other. “I’m saying it’s something we do in my culture. It’s a practice that’s been passed down for—”

“It’s a superstition,” Damian remarked.

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever, it’s a superstition. All I’m asking is that you please respect that. And I really don’t think I’m asking too much. It’s one month.” Damian sighed, gazing softly at her, and really, she’d known he would cave the whole time, but she had to let him get his argument in.

“Alright,” he conceded, “but, hey.” He pointed at her. “Thirteen weeks and a day, and I’m callin’ my mom.”

She giggled. “Of course.”

“And I’m not letting her yell at me the whole time either.”

She gasped, hand on her chest. “You would honestly make your pregnant girlfriend—” Damian tilted his head, eyes wide. “Okay, fine. Crybaby.”

Now he was offended, and he lunged at her suddenly. Even for his giant frame, he was somehow still so gentle and careful with her as he laid her back on the cushions. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, eyes, and all she could do was smile. She might have even purred. Damian moved down her body, avoiding her breasts after her complaint that her nipples were too sensitive to even be looked at, lifting up her shirt when he came to her belly. He kissed her cocoa skin before laying his head down. She brushed her fingers through his soft hair.

“I’m just excited about Damian Junior,” he mumbled against her belly button.

“I am not naming my child Damian Junior,” his girlfriend replied.

“Yeah, well, we can talk about it.”

“The hell we will,” she uttered to herself. And to Damian she said, “I probably shouldn’t even ask, but if it’s a girl—”

“Damina.”

“Oh, lord.”

“Junior.”

“Okay, get off me.” 

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Second Trimester

The party was a little more complex and involved than she’d wanted, but who was she to deny Damian a wrestling-themed gender reveal? Their backyard was beautiful grass, followed by soft sand, and finally, the warm, salty ocean. Usually. Today there was an almost-regulation size wrestling ring surrounded by comfortable chairs, which is where everyone was gathered as Rhea Ripley made her entrance. Her gear was a lot less risqué and a hell of a lot more pink, and she represented a baby girl. Dominik Mysterio was next, greeted by boos simply because of who he was, dressed in blue, representing a baby boy.

Damian and his girlfriend sat in the front row, Damian with his arm around her shoulders, as they watched the match. Rhea and Dom went back and forth for a short while, entertaining the crowd, before it was time for the big reveal. They performed an intricate sequence, which ended in Rhea successfully executing a Riptide, and after a three-count, she was declared the winner, and the baby revealed to be a girl. Damian and his girlfriend turned to each other, both smiling wildly as they hugged one another. She couldn’t help but boast that she’d known all along, Damian rolling his eyes, mumbling for her to take it easy.

The following week on Raw, Damian’s girlfriend watching on television from their home as a surprising bout of morning sickness had prevented her from traveling with him, Damian made his normal entrance. But at the end, he turned his back to the camera that was zooming in, and on the back of the leather jacket he wore were the words girl dad. When again he faced the camera, he winked at the lens, and his girlfriend, now a sobbing mess on the couch, knew it was for her. 

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Third Trimester

Damian set his phone on the counter, making sure his girlfriend was in the frame as she was washing dishes before he pressed record. He approached her from behind, brushing her braids from her shoulder so he could pepper butterfly kisses along the crook of her neck. His big hands slid under her swollen belly and he lifted, relieving the pressure on her back, and her hands fell into the soapy water as she all but collapsed against him. Damian chuckled.

“Oh, wow,” his girlfriend moaned.

“How’s that feel?” Damian asked, though the answer was obvious. 

“You know you’re gonna have to stay like this until I push this baby out, right?” she replied, hardly kidding.

“Absolutely,” Damian replied. “I would do anything for the ladies in my life.” Their daughter chose that moment to kick against his hand a few times, and his embrace tightened around them both. “She must’ve heard me.”

“She always kicks when you’re close.”

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Damian officially announced the birth of their daughter on Instagram three months after her birth, though the WWE community’s speculation was always on point. The photo was only of the baby’s tiny feet, his thumb and his girlfriend’s thumb also in the frame, and it received over a million likes. Their family hadn’t seen the baby either, according to another cultural superstition, which had caused a bit of an outcry on his side, but he’d stood his ground—it was important to the mother of his child, which meant it was important to him.

“She’s perfect,” Damian quietly said as the couple stood beside their daughter's crib, simply watching her sleep.

“Because she’s part you,” his girlfriend said. 

Damian smiled, hugging her to him. “And part you.” A moment of silence and then, “Little Damina.”

“That is not her name!”

[fandomfucker]

I loveeee the singer and rhea headcanons you write could you do one where the reader is an actress? Maybe they meet through the reader getting cast in a movie that involves around wwe so she spends time going to matches and backstage

YES

Also, the years are different because that's how i want it and I said so🤷‍♀️

You'd have starred in that movie Fighting With My Family (just a different year though)

Since a big part of Saraya's story was Wrestlemania, you were invited to that years Wrestlemania, just a month or two before you started filming

The one you were invited to was Wrestlemania 39 and you were able to go to not only day 1, but also day 2 and got backstage VIP treatment

You got to meet a bunch (if not all) the wrestlers and had a heart-to-heart with Triple H

Rhea saw you first

She was nervous and jumping around shaking out her hands when she saw you walk down the hallway past her open door

Her heart stopped as did her nervous bounces

She kinda just automatically walked out of her room and watched you walk down the hallway until she couldn't see you anymore

She turned around and caught Dominik laughing at her

He told her who you were and told her to go for it

She didn't have the confidence until a little after winning her match against Charlotte

"Oh my god! Congratulations on your win! I'm Y/n Y/l/n, its so cool to finally meet you. You, uh, you looked really good out there."

"Yeah, you too. Thanks, uh-would you maybe, wanna, like, I dont know, get a drink or something after the show? You dont have to if you dont want to but-"

"I'd love too! And...maybe you could teach me a thing or two about wrestling?"

"Yeah, for sure"

You'd never seen her so nervous and it remained that way until she wound up proposing

But she just thought you were so fucking hot

Little did she know, you were just as affected as she was. you're just better at hiding it

soon as you walked away from yalls first meeting you were blushing and stuttering so bad someone asked if they needed to get you medical help

You were able to watch the matches from the guerilla and get a feel for the environment; the stakes, the people, the emotions, everything so that you'd be able to replicate it for the movie

You studied peoples moves, not only how they moved individually but together

Letting each other know what they were going to do, setting up, taking the bump, everything

You watched Rhea the closest though

It was just because she and Saraya seemed to have a lot in common in the way their characters looked is what you told yourself. Totally not cause she was absolutely gorgeously lethal in the ring

She helped you spare alongside the people actually hired to teach you for the movie. The wrestling with Rhea was more effective because that was her expertise

You definitely learned a lot but you only ever won when she let you

But with her looking the way she does when she riptides you, losing really doesn't sting too bad

You officially start dating around the time the movie comes out later that year, she was your date to the premiere and you guys wore matching outfits and it was perfect

Once you moved on to other projects, Rhea found solace in watching some of your previous stuff she hadn't seen before but found that she could NOT stand watching you scream or cry or be covered in blood (and god forbid a combination of the three)

You woke up once at 2 am to a call from her, checking to make sure you were ok and to hear your voice after she watched a show where your character was tortured nearly to death

She doesn't watch any of your horror/sci-fi stuff anymore

Shes always your premiere date though unless she absolutely has to work in which case you just go alone, but together you always match

She does love the stuff your in where youre not being harmed though and she'll watch them over and over again

She has at least one poster from everyone of your projects up somewhere in her house

Plus an abundance of your merch

Like way too much for any normal person

Kinda gives off Tom Holland and Zendaya vibes, but you each think that you're Tom and your girlfriend is Zendaya (if that makes sense)

Rhea about has a stroke when she find out you guest starred in an episode of Supernatural when you were younger

The Fighting With My Family movie is Rhea's favorite though and harbors the most merch since thats how yall met

You've gone to a ton of PPEs and RAWs since you started dating and fans freak out every time

[riptideripley]

Enemies

“Do you really?”

summary:Rhea was your least favorite person in the world. your enemy if you will,but it all honestly you both just wanted to fuck each other.

wrd count:1,157

You had a match against the one person you fucking hated,Rhea Ripley. She was always flirting with you to annoy you,coming out during your matches,interrupting your interviews or promos,etc. You hated that woman and everything she did,but on the inside you wanted her to fuck your brains out. Her figure and scent always captivated you when she was around,but you couldn’t show it.

You felt intense pain the entire match,her constant nicknames and phrases clouding your mind. ‘Come on Princess’ ‘Oh cmon baby’ was on repeat in the back of your head,her in ring flirting. She went for her finisher riptide but soon dropped you, ‘Her shoulder!’ you thought. You immediately got up and started punching the shit out of her shoulders,lifting her up to spin her in the air before dropping her for your finisher ‘tornado’. You stomped her head and pinned her immediately, “1..2..3! And here’s your winner (your wrestling name)!” you smiled as the referee lifted your arm up,laughing at Rhea’s pained face. “Awww what’s the matter honey” you taunted her as you kicked her side,stepping out of the ring and heading backstage.

You headed to the locker room after a long talk with Dominik who’s secretly your best friend outside of WWE,you accidentally bump into someone’s knee and realize it’s Rhea. “I know you saw my leg there.” “I actually didn’t but whatever” you snap back,heading to the showers. You felt someone grab your wrist making you turn around immediately,”Rhea let me go-“ “No. I’m so sick of your nasty attitude and smart mouth,tell me what it is that makes you hate me huh?” she speaks while analyzing your body. She hated you,no matter what you did she hated it. But god did she crave you,wanting to take her anger out on you and take control of you. Your curves in your gear shorts always made her just wanna rip them off of you.

You paused for a moment before yanking your arm out of her grip,”You wanna know why huh? You’re so irritating and insufferable! You’re always butting into every little thing I do. interviews,promos,speeches,everything! I’m so sick of you-“ “Well get over it!” she yelled back getting directly in your face. You froze for a moment,staring at her features and body feeling slightly aroused at her sudden actions and how close she was. She noticed but didn’t say anything,just dragging you to the showers. You were confused and tried to put up a fight but clearly it wasn’t working so you gave up. “Strip.” “Rhea wha-“ “You heard me,strip.” her tone sending shivers down your spine,so you obeyed n hopped in the shower as she soon followed you. You were surprised when she began kissing down your neck,making you whine. “Rhea..fuck” you whispered softly letting her have her way with your body,not wanting to lose the feeling she was giving you.

The sexual tension between you two was high and everyone could tell,you just wanted her to fuck your brains out and you were finally getting that. “God I hate you” you whined out when she suddenly stopped kissing your neck,black lipstick marks all down your neck. “Do you really?” she lifted you up over her head and sunk her head between your thighs,kissing your clit softly. You gasped and threw your head back in pleasure,letting out soft moans at every lick and kiss she gave your throbbing cunt. “Y-Yes I do fuck..” you whispered out softly still moaning. You slowly rolled your hips for more friction making her smile,shoving her face deeper into your cunt.

“If you did you wouldn’t be doing this with me” she spoke,pulling away causing you to whine. You pressed your hands against the wall as she gently let you down,quickly pulling you into a deep kiss. It was like a fire was ignited inside of you,wrapping your hands around her neck to pull her closer. “i hate you but god you taste..amazing” she whispered softly in between breaths. “Just shut up and keep kissing me Ripley.” you responded in a stern tone,wrapping your legs around her waist.

You both didn’t care about getting caught at this point,everything felt way too good for your own good to even care. Rhea felt the same way,only she cared more than you did. Suddenly she pulled away,a glimpse of guilt in her eyes. “What..what’s wrong?” you asked,holding her face. It clicked then,Dominik. “Oh..you’re worried about your little dom dom finding out hm? Well Ripley you should’ve thought of that before hand.” you spat out,nonchalantly as you pulled yourself off of her getting ready to get out of the shower. Rhea was quick to grab your arm,pulling you back into a deep kiss. “You know what,fuck Dom.” as those words slipped from her lips,you could only smile. It worked.

Rhea turned the shower on,making sure it was the right temperature for the both of you. Makeup running down both of your faces didn’t stop the intense make out. Many other wrestlers had walked by and noticed but chose to stay quiet,not wanting to cause any problems. Rhea’s soft hands slipped around your entire body,finally reaching the spot you needed. Soft moans slipped from your lips,leaning your head back on the wall avoiding the shower head. Rhea instantly dove down to your neck,leaving wet sloppy kisses all over. Curling her fingers in one swift motion,she watched you carefully enjoying the sight in front of her. Watching your back arch and the sweet sounds from your lips spilling out,god did she enjoy this.

She glanced at your neck,feeling proud of herself with the amount of hickeys she left. The noise of the shower head drowning out some of the sounds,her skilled fingers,her soft lips on your neck god was everything perfect. Feeling your orgasm approaching quickly,you held onto her wrist squeezing it. “H-Holy shit-“ words cut short with a loud moan,which was also cut short with a sloppy kiss. Feeling overstimulated by her fingers still moving,you pushed her off of you. “Rhea..did you mean what you said earlier about Dom?” you questioned,knowing she didn’t but still wanted to test it.

“Of course not,but i do mean this though. I love you” she spoke in a softer tone,kissing your forehead. You could only smile,feeling exhausted. “I..I love you too Ripley,but can we get out of here I’m getting tired” you spoke following a yawn. She only chuckled and lifted you up,helping you out of the shower and getting your clothes on.

Little did you both know,Dominik heard everything.

dt: @blessrhea @dmysterioblog

[insomniacirl]

JRWI Riptide episode 115 spoilers !!

I have so many thoughts about this episode dear lord.

HOLY FUCK THE FIRST HOUR OF THIS EPISODE WAS INSANE??? LIKE, INSANE INSANE. ISTG MAN- I COULD NOT. I CANNOT.

Jay being the 'child of the sun' WAS SO FUCKING REAL MAN.

Finding out about Lizzie was actually heart-stopping

CHIP WITH THE "We can't leave her-" VOICE BREAKING, ON THE VERGE OF TEARS- STUCK BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE- GOING BACK TO SAVE HIS SISTER OR CONTINUE FORWARDS FOR HIS FATHER BECAUSE HE CAN NEVER COME BACK??? OH MY DAYS MAN.

Chip leaving the room and Gillion following out after him- the conversation that follows- Jay and the rest of the crew being left in this horrible silence after they leave- I can't.

Gillion with the, "Chip, it's not your fault." (Dead. Dead on the ground. No survivors.)

Chip's 'how did you know I was gonna go off alone?' and Gillion's 'I know you.' (Violent sobbing)

GILLION AND JAY DISCUSSING WAR TACTICS- SOBBING. OH MY LOVES- I SWEAR TO THE LORD ABOVE. I WOULD DIE FOR THEM NO WORD OF A LIE.

Gillion telling Chip to let him and Jay handle it, telling him to try and get some rest; Jay and Gillion talking about how to split their crew, Gillion explaining that he was trained for this. As a soldier. Knowing that this is the worst situation they could've been put in- because he's been the one to put people in the same one before. Jay admitting (as much as she hates to) that she knows. She already knows as much. Because she too was trained for the same exact situation. She doesn't want to admit to herself that she knows what's coming- she knows the odds aren't in their favour- she knows that she might not be able to save them- but she has to try. She just wishes she didn't understand what's going to happen.

LITERALLY MY FAVOURITE LINE FROM LIKE- THE ENTIRE EPISODE- GILLION AND JAY. AFTER DISCUSSING WAR TACTICS. AFTER COMPROMISING ON JAY'S LEAVING- TO SAVE CHIP'S SISTER- TO SAVE THEIR FRIENDS. GILLION. GILLION TALKING ABOUT THE IDEA OF A DISTRACTION METHOD. SOMETHING SO STUPIDLY BIG THAT THE NAVY HAVE TO COME AND DEAL WITH IT. GILLION. AND JAY. AND THE PARTING OF WAYS.

"Go set some fires, demigod."

GILLION TIDESTRIDER. CHARLIE SLIMECICLE. THE MAN THAT YOU ARE. THE CHARACTER THAT YOU ARE.

JAY FERIN. CONDI CONDIFICTION. HELLO? HELLO??? FUCKING CHILD OF THE SUN. HOLY SHIT THAT GOES SO HARD. HER EYE GLOWING AS SHE READS WHAT NO ONE ELSE CAN? GOING ON ALONE WITHOUT HER TWO BEST-FRIENDS TO FIGHT AGAINST HER BLOOD FAMILY. AGAINST THE ARMY SHE GREW UP FIGHTING TO LEAD.

I merely cannot.

Chip and Jay's tearful goodbyes- the most sibling coded to ever sibling ever.

"I love you Jay."

"I love you Chip."

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- CAN YOU HEAR ME RETCHING? CAN YOU HEAR ME PEELING THE SKIN OFF OF MY BONES? I'M LIKE GILLION TIDESTRIDER EPISODE 114 HAHAHAHAHAH. HELP ME. PLEASE. THEY MAKE ME INSANE. THEY MAKE ME ILL.

AND THEN CHIP HITTING US WITH WHAT IS PROBABLY MY SECOND FAVOURITE LINE OF THE EPISODE. CHIP AND JAY FERIN. THEIR PARTING OF WAYS.

"Better get moving, Sureshot."

WRAHHHHHHHHHH- CHIP.

I could go on about them forever. We don't talk about like- anything that happens after Jay leaves- we do not mention... the book.

BUT THEN.

Gillion casting deathward on Chip (an undead man who can technically never die again). I'm insane???

The two of them almost instantly dying without Jay LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Gillion arm wrestling a literal titan sized- giant of an enemy.

Chip. That's it. Just Chip 😭

Gillion almost 360 spin-kicking the guy's head off and Grizzly being like, 'He's not a bad guy btw' AND CHARLIE SPITTAKING I WAS PISSING MYSELF THAT WAS SO GODDAMN FUNNY.

THE HOLE IN THE SEA? THEM ENTERING THE WHIRLPOOL? CHIP AND GILLION WAKING UP TOGETHER AND FINDING GRIFFIN? THE DARK WATER CEILING? THE BLACK SAND GILLION AND JAY SAW?

I'M INSANE PT1029381929138102948831201291209???