#The closest I can think of is WWE

[afamiliarsword]

(WARNING, NOTHING BURGER POST:) Was very surprised today to realise that scripted "sports" shows that primarily focus on the sport is very rarely seen outside of anime and it feels like I have to be missing something

[darkwehl]

Reblogging with @himejoshiwrestling 's tags because theyre making me go a little crazy actually

A few interesting things from this moment:

1. Asuka's word choice for "we" (uchi) has a STRONG connotation that they are a group and Bayley is NOT part of that group, she's "soto," outside.

2. Iyo and Kairi's smug nods.

3. Dakota's reaction.

I generally hate "heels speak a foreign language" because it's usually just plain lazy, but the way they're using Japanese against Bayley is so wickedly, deliciously diabolical that I don't mind it.

(Translation details):

[sunnixsunshine]

*spritzes Sanji with a water bottle* Down boy down! Leave those love handles alone!

A big factor in Zoro’s inability to lose this last bit of weight months and months later is just the general fact that pregnancy changes your body :d his fat distribution is different is all. Also doesn’t help that he most likely experienced quite a lot of stress that just made things harder that first year Sora was born. He’s still just as strong, nothing’s changed in that department, he did regular exercises that got more and more limited until he physically couldn’t do those exercises anymore. His stretch marks will probably fade more within a another couple years but probably wont be gone entirely, just faint lines—also I thought itd be funny to give him a mullet. But also its for good reason. It’s a physical indication that he isnt really paying attention to his needs, hes either just ignoring them or paying too much attention to Sora’s needs, which is reasonable, shes a toddler. Eventually hes forced to get a haircut, hes gotten into a better habit of taking care of his hygiene—still bathes once a week but hey at least hes using actual soap now that isnt 4 in 1 or plain water.

I think his weight and physical appearance would be a sore spot because this man has been training rigorously since he was like 10. Hes always had a very fit, sharp, toned body. He fully expected to have that body back shortly after giving birth and when that didnt happen in true Zoro fashion he tried to speed run his bedrest to train only a week postpartum. It didnt work out obviously, hes still human, hes still a slave to his body’s limitations. I think that now that hes back with the crew and sees that theyre fine with his own eye, hes far less stressed, and collaborating on a good dietary plan with both Chopper and Sanji would eventually produce the physique Zoro would prefer having (Chopper keeps saying he’s perfectly healthy this way, hes not underweight or overweight, that this is a common aftermath with pregnancy, but noooooo Zoro wont listen and is insistent that he wants the rest of this weight gone tomorrow) which wouldnt be what it was like before. The closest I can think of would be a typical body that Ive seen many wwe wrestlers have which is apparently called an endomorph body type? Either way, his body has changed, he has to really learn how to accept that because obviously he doesnt think too highly of his physical appearance in the comic above.

Also I went ham and gave him a mole on his tiddie that tbh I think Sanji likes to kiss :) ^3^

Anyway heres a cute bonus doodle of daddy-daughter workout!

[buckysdolls]

Shooting Star

Damian Priest Oneshot

TW: Language nothing major tbh

Summary: Priest adores you basically. Feeling deflated after your first match back from an ACL injury, Priest comforts you and confesses the feelings he has for you.

A/N: Thank you to one of you wonderful anonymous readers (you know who you are... I hope) who gave me the backstory to this oneshot :)

Two years of your emotions being tossed about like a pancake but it would all be worth it for this moment. Two years of preparing your body to be the best it could be to be able to step back into the ring and do the thing you love most. The two years had been difficult, there were times when the loneliness consumed you, you were used to the social aspect of being a part of the WWE, the constant hustle and bustle and quick pace of moving from one place to the next. Being constantly surrounded by lots of people, many of those you considered your best friends. Thankfully the performance centre was only a few blocks away and you could rely on that place to cheer you up. 

The moment your hometown crowd would go absolutely mental and pop for you, would remind you of why you loved wrestling and that no injury will ever stop you from performing for crowds who loved the business just as much as you did. You stood in the gorilla watching the current match whilst stretching. 

"I'd notice the shape of that ass anywhere…" You smiled to yourself whilst rolling your eyes, you turned around and placed your hands on your hips to see Priest approaching you. Priest always knew how to make you smile, his playful mannerisms and sparkling sense of humour was why he was one of your closest friends in the locker room. 

"Hey Priest" You flung your arms over his neck as he bent down to hug you, he squeezed you tight as if to tell you he was so happy to have you back. Priest was good to you, he visited you on his days off whilst you were out with your injury, making sure you didn't spiral into a pit of darkness. He mainly helped you at the gym rehabbing the injury and then watched a movie with you before he had to leave, but the few hours he did give you were priceless. 

"How's the ACL feeling?" You hopped onto one of the production boxes, taking a seat and Priest rested his hands either side of you on the box. You rubbed it, and gently swung it back and forth as much as you could without kicking Priest as he was leaning so close to you.

"Feels good… I think. I never really got to say thank you for visiting me all the time" You grinned.

"Are you kidding? you thanked me every like two seconds I was with you" Priest replied.

"Yeah I meant like I never got to show how thankful I was by doing something for you"

Now you meant this in the most innocent way… Priest was the one to make this flirty. 

"Yeah? Well I know a few ways you can thank me.." trying to be witty Priest wore a smug smile.

"I wonder what those could be…" You bit your lip trying to play innocent in all this but you both knew exactly what you wanted from each other. 

"I could show you…" Priest said as he leaned forward towards you, his hands now gliding up your thighs, you could feel in your stomach the metaphorical flips people always talked about.

Once his hand had danced along your thighs he stopped on your lower back and pushed you into him so your legs wrapped around his lower midsection. The whole time he never once looked away from your face, you'd expected him to be smirking assuming he was just being cheeky in his actions but the look he was giving you was a serious one.

"I could get used to this." Priest's low voice whimpered as he leant his forehead on yours, he closed his eyes enjoying being close to you.

"Used to what?" Your voice was just as quiet and soft.

"Being close to you" You hummed at his words.

You watched as his eyesight fluttered from your own eyes to your lips, a small, rough groan escaped his lips as they were inches away from settling on yours. 

"Y/N" You heard Liv call out to you and break the tension between you and Priest. 

"Shit!" Priest mumbled as his head fell away from yours, his dreads falling in front of his face. He backed up from you as he flipped the dread over his face to make room for Liv. You leapt down from the box to embrace Liv.

"It's so good to have you back" 

Priest watched from behind as Liv dragged you away to hair and make-up for a girly catch up. You looked back at Priest who was watching you, looking deflated, shaking his head. You mouthed the word "sorry" to him and shrugged your shoulders with a cheeky smile. You were happy to tease him and keep him waiting even though you desperately wanted that kiss.

Priest had waited for the perfect moment to finally kiss you, he had planned it for so long in his head. He wanted to do it before your match to give you that extra boost of confidence. Yet here he was being cockblocked by Liv. 

"Thanks for cockblocking Liv" Damian called out causing you and Liv to burst out laughing.

"You're so welcome Priest!" Liv responded through her fit of laughter.

Although you had adrenaline coursing through your veins and you were so grateful for the warm response your hometown gave you, you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in yourself, there were a few spots that you messed up, they were not major or noticeable but you knew about them. As you came through the backstage curtain you were hit with a wave of cheers and applause from the roster, you pulled the fakest smile you could to act like you were okay. Priest sensed that you weren't as happy as he thought you might have been, he could see the worry in the shimmers of your eyes, clearly tears that wanted to flow free. Priest pushed through to the front and engulfed you in a hug, his hand guiding your head cradling into his chest, where you finally felt comfortable to cry and wrap your arms around his waist. And if anyone asked why you were crying you'd tell them they were happy tears!

As Priest ushered you to a quiet corner of the arena you didn't need to say anything to him, just his touch and company was enough to calm your whimpers and tears. 

"What happened mi amor?" Priest asked as he crouched down in front of you and gently pushed stands of your hair behind your ears.

"I missed so many steps out there. I messed up” You radiated defeat and felt as if all the confidence you ever owned had been winded out of you. Your eyes were glued to the floor and your voice sounded deflated, not like your usual gleeful self.

"Ring rust happens babe. You’ve just come back from a major injury, nobody noticed it. You only noticed because you were the one performing the spots" He tried to reassure you by stroking his thumb on your cheek. 

“Look at me” Priest now had your head in his hands, rummaging the hair away from your face so he could clearly appreciate the beauty in your face and also encourage you to look at him. You admired the sparkle his eyes exhibited and gave a feeble smile in an attempt to please him..

“You are fucking talented, okay?The crowd was so pumped to see you. I look at you in the ring, out of the ring and I think… you are fucking incredible.” All of a sudden he was pulling your face towards him, and this time there was a connection between the lips. A lustful and needy connection. Without removing your lips from each other, Priest had managed to manoeuvre your bodies so he was now seated and had you sitting on him, legs either side of his body. In desperation to be closer to him your hands got lost and tangled in his dreads whilst his hands were jelled to your hips encouraging you to grind against him. Purely pausing for breath you pulled away letting your hands rest on the pecs of his chest, you looked down at Priest who was grinning at you causing you to blush. It was quiet for a few seconds before Priest opened his mouth to speak.

“I’ve waited a long time to do that.”

“How long?”

“That information is confidential” A finger rose to his lips as if to keep a secret. The air filled with silence. It wasn't uncomfortable, it felt natural like you and Damian had done this a million times over... The smile hadn’t left Damian’s lips; he was just there goofily grinning like he’d accomplished something he was proud of. 

“What are you smiling at?” You questioned letting your head dangle in an attempt to hide the rosy cheeks.

“The most beautiful girl I ever seen” You watched as Priest’s eyes glanced over the body that sat on him, he hummed to himself admiring the work of art that you were.

“I bet you say that to all the girls?”

“Only …the… ones… I’m in… love… with” Priest leant forward into your neck planting sweet, soft kisses in between each word.

“Shit” You’d never really paid attention to a heartbeat before… but the heartbeat that thumped through your chest in that moment of declaration was the equivalent of a magical shooting star bursting through the air.

“In love?”

“I ain’t shy about it. I want to be the one you turn to when you’re feeling low and think you're the worst wrestler ever…” You quickly interrupted him, squinting your eyebrows at his exaggeration.

“Er, I didn’t quite say that” Your eyes glaring into his trying not to smile as you were trying to be serious… trying being the keyword and instantly cracking a smile after a mere second of seriousness. 

“Yeah well I know that’s what you were thinking.I’m going to continue professing my love for you now is that alright?”

You chuckled into the smile already on your face and nodded your head in agreement to let him carry on.

“I want to ride your highs with you and enjoy every moment that you’re happy. Your joy and light makes me feel something. Something which I never thought I could.”

You had no words for Priest, it was as if your mouth was made of the same stuff as a desert, your lack of words was your sign to speak with actions instead of words and so you kissed him. It was a deep, slow and powerful kiss as you gripped onto the side of his neck and his hands on your back pushing you against him so he could feel you physically. It was a kiss that spoke a thousand and one words to Damian, that you felt the same way as him, and that was love. That was all he needed to confirm everything he’d hoped for.

[tribalauthor]

THE WISEWOMAN R.R AU (CHAPTER 1)

Word count: 2k

It is a snowy Saturday in New York which is perfect for a coffee hangout with friends drinking overpriced hot chocolate or reading a clichè romance book by the fireplace at home but do you know where I am? I am situated in a hospital room, worrying my ass off for my dear uncle Paul.

"Uncle, I hope you get better soon" I was holding his hand. If something happens to him, I would completely lose it. He is the closest family I have after my mother.

He apparently got into an accident earlier and for everybody's surprise, that accident didn't happen in WWE - the place that can literally end you in the hospital especially for a talker like my uncle. But no, it wasn't there. He may have broken his leg in his very own house while he was trying to fix his lightbulb.

Yeah, I know this sounds very dumb but sometimes the dumbest things lead us to accidents.

"Don't worry, Sophia. I'm going to be fine." he assured me with a little nod.

"So Mr. Heyman" the doctor entered in the room. A medium tall man with very short grey-white hair and beard. He was holding an X-ray.

"You see this?" he showed it to me and uncle. I see an X-ray. My mom would be more familiar with this. "I don't know how you fell down but this a serious injury. You will need a lot of rest and time for recovery."

"Yeah, okay. I understand" uncle gave one of his light smiles.

"That means no work" the doctor specified.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson" oh no. Here he goes. The ultimate talker himself, Paul Heyman. "I am the special council for your Tribal Chief, Roman Reigns and he has to prepare for a very important match for the Royal Rumble which is a fatal 4-way match by the way which in case you don't know, it means he has to fight three men at the same time, so he can defend his Undisputed WWE championship and then he has to prepare for Wrestlemania 40." I'm sure the doctor understood close to nothing from what was said. I know uncle gets crazy during Wrestlemania season and now he will get even crazier that he won't be able to work.

"Uncle" I sighed and rolled my eyes. He loves his job. He has always loved his job but he is way too dedicated and that's why he got so far, of course. He is amazing at what he does. I watch his stuff from time to time. I know all of his guys and I know that Roman Reigns is a big deal.

The doctor had the typical look of confusion, probably thinking my uncle is crazy which he is. He is a crazy man indeed but I still love him. He has helped me a lot throughout the years.

Especially after my father died from overdose almost 9 years ago. I was just 18 years old when this happened and uncle still hasn't forgiven his own brother for doing this to me, his only daughter, and my mother who is a very successful surgeon, by the way.

Uncle was the only one who supported me when I said I wanted to major in journalism in Julliard because I think I got that orator skills from him. My mother, of course, wasn't supportive since she wanted me to become a doctor. I mean are we surprised?

But I knew I ain't made for the hospital rooms. I am made for talking. I was born with a big mouth and have talked smack since forever.

After I finished my master's degree program in Mass Communication in Julliard I started an internship in Brooklyn Magazine where I write articles. The editor in chief likes them and she said she sees a high potential in me.

"If you want to recover sooner, Mr. Heyman, you have to stay at home and take a rest. Your wife can take care of you-

"I'm divorced" uncle interrupted him.

"I will take care of you, uncle. No problem." I said immediately.

"No." he just shook his head. Who is gonna take care of him then? My cousins are in college and I'm working a full time job.

"Look, I can ask my boss for less hours work" I tried to persuade him.

"No" he shook this head, saying with the exact same tone as earlier. I see the spark in his eyes. The same spark when he comes up with something.

"I can always hire a lady to take care of me but you, my dear niece, will take my spot temporarily in WWE as a special council for the Tribal Chief, Roman Reigns".

I furrowed my eyebrows so hard that I bet, an enormous wrinkle appeared on my forehead.

"What? Why?"

"This is going to be perfect for your resumè, Sophia. Trust me. Think about this." he seemed absolutely certain.

"Uncle, I want to be a JOURNALIST. To sit around in the studio for the morning shows, wearing my cute little costumes that I'm going to buy with my own money and interviewing politicians, celebrities and all the crazy, pretentious people that come to your mind. I don't wanna be stuck in a wrestling federation interviewing some big ass sweaty men and asking them things like 'So what are you gonna do to your opponent tonight?'. No. That's not my dream. See, the boss told me she sees a big potential in me because of my skills and face card. How am I supposed to leave?"

I just dropped my dramatic monologue about my dreams. And I didn't lie. This is how I've been imagining myself my whole life.

Uncle didn't seemed deeply fazed by this monologue. Indeed, he softened a bit but he still had the look in his eyes, the exact look that he knows he has something against me.

"Okay. Alright, Sophia. Whatever you say. I get your point. I'm not going to force you but didn't you say you want to take care of me?" I see where the things are going right now.

"Yes but that's-" he didn't even let me finish my point because he knows another monologue is coming. We rarely argue but boy, when we do, things get crazy.

"Taking my place temporarily in WWE is the best way you can help me and yourself as well. It's a win-win situation." he flashed one of his cute little innocent smiles but he knows very well he ended me with using my phrase and the "help" part.

I just pressed my lips, closed my eyes in defeat and took a deep sigh.

"Also don't make me mention the fact that you are always going to travel around the country and even the world and if you get your dream job in CNN or GMA or like you called them "morning shows", you aren't gonna travel much, for the record. You are going to be stuck in the same thing over and over again but in WWE you have the variety of experiences and you are going to see for yourself. Also WWE is the best place you can get recognition which will lead to big opportunities beyond your imagination."

And with this statement uncle just solidified himself even more as the righteous one. The part about opportunities may be no lie.

"Plus, in WWE you can wear your "cute little suits" as you referred. Allow me to send you some money and buy yourself something" he took out his phone and transferred me some money.

"Okay, uncle. I got your point already. Alright. I'm going to be your replacement...temporary." I specified.

"Temporary, of course. I would never let you take my job, Sophia. As much as I love you, you know the grip it has on me."

"I am fully aware" I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"You will see how easy it is to work with Roman Reigns." Uncle seemed weirdly excited.

"That Aquaman ass guy? He ain't giving me those vibes but whatever you say, I guess. You know him better than me." I shrugged. Uncle always talks in superlatives when it comes to Roman Reigns. He ain't even talking about me and my cousins like that, so we get lowkey jealous.

"I want you to behave in front of him, okay? And Jey and Jimmy too. Save the smack talk for the rest of the roster." he knows how dangerous I can get when I start talking.

"Got it, uncle" I rolled my eyes for the millionth time today. We will see how these guys are going to treat me and I will decide how to behave. But from what uncle has told me they seem like great men but at the end of the day, I'm going to be the judge of that.

"Alright. Now I'm gonna make a few calls. I am going to call Roman, Hunter and even your boss if you want to. Then I'm going to tell you all about work.

"I'm gonna tell my boss, don't worry about that." I assured him.

...

"So tomorrow you have a meeting with Triple H aka Paul Levesque aka your temporary boss and after that Roman will show you around the building and everything. He may even add some stories for the business from his point of view. Agh." uncle sighed and had a big grin on his face. "He is an amazing man, Sophia. The biggest single star in the whole sports entertainment. If someday you bring me a nephew in law, I wish him to be as Roman - successful, strong, loyal and dedicated."

"Chill, uncle. You ain't at work right now." I couldn't help but laugh at him.

Honestly right now, I don't want any man. Two months ago I ended my relationship with Robert Mayer. We graduated at the same university but he was from the Law Department. Does a laywer and journalist sound like a great match?

That's what I thought.

"Dad, how are you?" my cousins flashed in the room. They are a few years younger than me and they are so cute, honestly. We exchanged a hug.

"I am gonna be okay, kids" uncle couldn't help but smile at them. "As long as I have you three, I am always going to be okay."

"We told mom about this". Jason said.

"Why? What have I told you? You don't tell your mother anything about me". He scolded my cousins. Uncle can't really stand aunt.

"Don't worry, she is not coming". Amanda assured him. She looks exactly like aunt when she was young, though. Blonde hair and brown eyes. She looks nothing like uncle but his son does. He just has hair...still.

I got the blue eyes from my father and uncle and the blonde hair from mom since she is also a natural blondie but a very skilled surgeon.

Somebody entered in the room as well. That must be aunt. I haven't seen her in ages but I couldn't mistake her.

"What did you do, Paul?" she scolded him. They still have that "married couple attitude" although they have been divorced for so long and as much uncle claims that he cannot stand her, I know it's not completely true. She is the mother of his kids after all.

"Oh Lord, please save me" uncle started baptising and looking up at the ceiling.

"Chill your dramatic ass down and let me see what have you done" she went to him and smiled at me mouthing "Hi", I did as well.

I waved at my cousins and uncle goodbye because I intend to leave them alone.

"No, Sophia. Don't leave me" he begged.

"I have to prepare for tomorrow, remember? It's a big day" I replied while walking to the door. "I'm going to contact you tomorrow and make sure to keep me updated of your condition" these were my last words before I exited the room and dialed my boss' number.

[afterdarkprincess]

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[mamisfavmosher]

Can i pls have poly judgement day x Fem reader where they see scars on her body from when she was younger?

of course! thanks for the request!

unveiled // poly!judgment day x fem!reader

warning: some graphic descriptions, suggestive language near the end

When I was younger, I was involved in a horrific car accident. There were shards of glass everywhere, I was covered in my own blood, and half the car had been smashed in. The paramedics had pulled me out of the car unconscious and I ended up stuck in the hospital for over a week. The accident could've brought death, but fortunately, it spared me with only a few large scars to bear its memory.

While I wasn't ashamed or embarrassed of these marks on my body, they weren't the first thing everyone knew about me. As a professional wrestler for the WWE, the main subject of most of my conversations were focused on my life now and my career. Only a few of my closest friends knew of the accident and my scars, and that's the way I typically prefer to keep it.

I joined The Judgment Day a few months ago and my career was only getting better. Learning a bunch of new techniques from each of the members had greatly increased the amount of victories I scored in the ring. After spending so much time with the four of them, our relationship became personal and intimate. It was never spoken of or declared as official, but we all knew that we loved each other and that was enough for us.

Now, as I sit in the locker room alone, trying on a new ring outfit, I felt a little anxious. The other members of the faction had never seen my scars and this outfit showed a little more skin than any of my others which made a few of the marks visible. I knew they wouldn't mind and I was certain they would never make me feel bad about them, but there is something so intimate about showing vulnerability that made me feel nauseous.

I nervously stood in front of the mirror, chewing on my lip as I heard a knock on the door. "Can I come in?" It was Rhea. I silently panicked and threw on an oversized t-shirt before rushing to open the door for her. "Hey, cutie." She smiled at me and kissed my forehead.

"Hi." I meekly said and closed the door behind her. Her eyebrows instantly furrowed at my small demeanor. She stayed next to me, her hands fiddling with the ends of the t-shirt.

"What's up with the shirt? I wanted to see your new gear." Rhea's tone was filled with excitement as she had played a part in the design of the outfit.

"Oh, umm-" I looked around the room to avoid her question, but I was saved by another knock on the door. Rushing over, I opened it to see the three men of the group. "Hi, guys." I weakly smiled at them and let them file into the locker room. They greeted me separately before relaxing onto the couch.

Rhea moved to stand next to the boys and looked at me expectantly. "So? Let us see the new gear!" She exclaimed and I started chewing on my lip again.

"I'm excited to see this! Did they add the little lace up section like I wanted?" Dom asked. I nodded and lifted up the shirt enough for him to see the laces, but nothing else.

"C'mon, lass. Take it off and let us get the full picture!" Finn said with a smirk and Damian agreed with him.

I sighed and looked down at my feet. The anxious feeling was at an all time high as I tried to steady my breathing. They're just marks on my body. The four of them get marks on their bodies all the time. Except their's aren't permanent.

"Babe? What's wrong?" Rhea was concerned. She walked over to me and softly caressed my cheek with her knuckles. I looked up at her and felt my breath halt.

I shook my head. "I don't think I'm ready yet." I could sense all of them being confused as I looked away.

"What do you mean, baby? What's going on?" Her hand gently gripped my jaw and turned my head to face her again. "Talk to us." I could tell she only wanted to help me.

I sighed and nervously looked at all of them. "I have scars... Like big, scary ones." My hands fisted the ends of the shirt I was wearing. "I just don't want you to think less of me when you see them." All of their faces fell when I said this.

"Amorcita..." Damian sighed. "Nothing in this world could make us think less of you. You're our precious girl." He held out his hand for me to take and I did. Pulling me onto his lap, he circled his arms around my waist and held me tight against him. "You're absolutely perfect in our eyes." He said with a kiss to my cheek.

"If it makes you feel any better, you don't have to show us if you don't want to." Dom mentioned. "You can wear one of your normal ring outfits until you're more comfortable." He suggested with a kind smile.

I looked down at my hands in my lap, thinking of my response. "I wanna show you guys. Just give me a minute." I stood up from Damian's lap and moved back into the open space of the room. "Maybe just... look away first?" I was nervous and it was extremely obvious, so they all complied with my wishes. Hesitantly, I peeled the shirt from my body and took a deep breath. "Umm, okay. You can look." I shifted my gaze to the side to avoid their stares.

Shuffling my feet back and forth, I grew uneasy from the lack of response. "That bad, huh?" I asked in disappointment.

"Are you kidding? You look insanely badass!" Dom exclaimed while walking over to me. I giggled at his reaction, but quickly focused back on the others and their responses.

"Love, you're still incredibly beautiful. And, I agree with Dom." Finn aimed a grin at me and I smiled back, chuckling at Dom who mumbled, "She looks like a warrior."

"So, you guys still think I'm pretty?" I cautiously asked.

"Absolutely, sweetheart. No doubt about that." Damian smirked at me and continued to rake his eyes over my figure.

"The prettiest." Rhea confirmed and moved toward me to give me a hug. "We love you, sweet girl. No matter what kind of scars you have. Not to mention, you're such a sexy little thing in this ring gear." She nipped at my neck eliciting a small gasp from me. "You'll have to wear this more often." She winked at me before kissing my head.

"Thanks, guys. I feel a little better now." I smiled at all of them.

"Just a little? Need us to show you how beautiful we think you are?" Dom asked with a suggestive tone, his hand snaking around my waist.

"Dom!" I playfully hit his chest and he laughed at my flustered state.

The rest of the night went amazingly well. I confidently went out into the ring in my new gear, not the slightest bit of anxiety creeping around me. I won my match and the rest of the group quickly took me back to the locker room to show me how proud they were of me.

[namis-namis]

Monday Night Raw WWE analysis ( as a first time goer )

Spoilers ( as recommended ) because I went to a double taping and didn’t even know it.

WWE wrestlers mentioned:

Jey Uso, Rhea Ripley, Liv Morgan, Iyo Sky, CM Punk, Seth Rollins, War Raiders, Judgement Day, Damian Priest, ‘The Incredibly Attractive Scottish Cultural Themed Wrestler’ aka Drew Macintyre, ‘The goth wrestler’ aka Dexter Lumis, Sami Zayn

When was the last time you had it raw?

4:30pm: I come in and am already impatient. It’s who I am as a person. I mean, standing in the cold does that to a person. But it’s interesting to take in whose here. What a wide and diverse community! There’s even a clown themed familt! My family is incredibly liberal but I would never think we would do such a thing. Unless it was for halloween. Then again, my parents are divorced, so, we aren’t doing much of anything together.

5pm: we all get stuck waiting to scan our tickets. I have taken note of the fact there is a big disability community within the wwe fandom. They aren’t given a separate line, only if they ask to be wheeled in a TD garden provided wheelchair. I think this is the closest to equality we have gotten, but, it’s not quite reaching equity.

5:30pm: I have secured myself a truly wild berry. I have only just realized how close I am to the stage. I will see everyone running out and exiting, as well as getting all the blood, spit, etc. On my face. I think I’m assimilating quite well. I just wish I hadn’t worn my Aryton Seena shirt! Now they know I am a Formula One fan in disguise ( i’m kidding, they don’t. ) A friendly man strikes up conversation. And I mean this genuinely, he’s a friendly guy. We talk a bit, I admit this is my first WWE event ever, he says he has been to several. I text Megan, one of my best friends, and facetime my mom to show her my seats. Seat Floor, Section C, Row 6, Seat 7.

5:50pm: I think long and hard about Jey Uso. I take a walk around TD Garden and think of buying some Jey Uso merch. I look at them. I think it’d look far better on my 12 year old cousin who suffers from Chronic Brain Rot ( Yeet seems to be popular terminology in this generation. ) And… Jesus, 35-40 dollars for Merch?! It’s December 16th!! Christmas is in 9 days. I do not have the money for that. I buy m&m’s instead. I hope my Noyz perfume I drenched myself in to have my ‘Y/N’ moment is not too obvious to the people around me.

6:00pm: the children are howling at each other. It’s so interesting. This community is so stereotyped as hillbilly rednecked. But the reality is, these people have such an innate sense of community. No one is pushing to get to their seat. If you want to be closer to barrier, people make way so you can make your pictures. Any imposing on your space is accidental. And is that… no way… is that… a man blowing his nose? With a disposable tissue? And not just hacking into his arm or my space? These people have been stereotyped for far too long! I will be the voice that shows people that they are different!

6:10pm: the children continue to howl. T-minus 20 minutes until show.

6:20pm: I assume the reason the seats are open are because most of the fans are stuck in like buying merch or food. Though, I am hopeful to get closer to barrier. It’s the slimmest of chances.

6:30pm: the grand entrance. The movement. The theatrics. It’s like being at the ballet. The men fighting right now? Beautiful. I want to scream, not their beautiful faces! Spare the beauty!

7:04pm: The grand entrance of CM, ‘Chick Magnet’, punk. Now, this man is a silver fox if I have ever seen one. 47 years old, retired from WWE briefly only to return, large arms littered completely with tattoos of all colors, chocolate brown hair slicked back to reveal his scratchy-looking facial hair that has hints of grey hairs between each brown facial hair, and ravens foot that emphasize the soft brown eyes that seem to be perpetually stuck with a glint in them.

7:15pm: WWE, I was not aware of your gay subtext game. I feel as though every sports community has this happen. It might be mostly due in part that men are not typically allowed the intimacy of friendships like women are and, thus, when they are able to bridge that gap and express their unity in the same way women do, they simply crave more. It’s like when someone gets into a relationship for the first time and all they want is more time and affection with the other person. They have what they want, but, simply desire more. Seth Rollins has appeared, and he is not tolerating CM Punk’s claims and, in fact, is willingly to stand alongside with the audience. Oh, because he is actually physically in the audience… By the way.

7:30pm: i almost ran into another person in the bathroom. Advice kids: do not chug your wild berry truly. First of all, it’s carbonated nightmare. Second of all, you need to piss badly. And third, you can’t figure out if you’re typing in English or French!!! All you can remember is you love jey uso and the first introduction wrestlers were hot. And women are so beautiful. Rhea Ripley… Liv Morgan… Iyo Sky…

8:12pm: i wonder if anyone else noticed this is softcore porn. Also, people keep yelling ‘count faster’ to the ref. I wonder if people realize this is scripted? They have to, right?

8:30PM: War Raiders versus Judgement Day. Now. Do I feel bad for the War Raiders throughout the match and cheer for them more? Of course. But I would feel wrong to lie and claim I didn’t secretly cheer for Judgement Day. ‘Why would you cheer for them?’ You may ask… Well… Some people just love villains. Besides, War Raiders don’t need my support… They have Damian Priest on their side, securing them as World Champs.

9:01pm: The incredibly attractive Scottish cultural themed wrestler begins to make a commentary about how no one bothered to check in on him when he was healing from his injury. It’s quite insightful and thoughtful, especially when you do look up the injury photos and find the images of staples on his head and blood shielding his face. It’s met with boos and negative attention, though. Perhaps from moreso insecure men or because it’s what the WWE network wants us to believe.

9:11pm: HE���S HERE! Jey Uso is HERE!!!! Yeet, Yeet, Yeet.

9:45pm: I have noticed very quickly that there is really no time to sit or think at these events. Everything is very quick and, yet, they are able to jam pack multiple fights and promos in. You will be thoroughly entertained, whether you like it or not.

9:57pm: the goth wrestler has charmed me. Please beat the shit out of whoever you please.

10:15pm: The incredibly attractive Scottish cultural themed wrestler is back again. And may I just say sir, your pecs are enormous and your leather kilt is stylish. However, your scream and fire did frighten me for a moment. Perhaps you don’t know this, after all you are from Scotland where this is not a major problem and as a main event you travel all over the world, but as an American when I hear an explosion… I tend to assume i’m already dead before i’ve realized the reality of the situation.

10:37pm: OTC just beat the shit out of Jey Uso and Sami Zayn. What a moment. And what a lovely red turtle neck! Fashion-Sports intersection is quite interesting to see. I never wrote this earlier, but I should now: Seth ‘Freakin’ Rollins, I commend you for your stylish nature and committing to fashion before practicality.

11pm: and that concludes Monday Night Raw at TD Garden. I am grateful and pleased to say that I got a fist-five from Sami Zayn, despite the fact he seemed to be struggling from a back injury sustained during his fight. And to this newfound space I have made my way in, I am grateful to have experienced it in real time.

[midwestmade29]

Trust 🩷

Thanks @judgementdaysunshine for sending in your request! Your prompts were helpful and I loved your idea. I hope you like it 🖤

Word count: 2,365 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @r-truth Original Request:

Can I have young Adam Copeland x Fem reader where he stays and takes care of her after being jumped and it leads to fluffy smut with friends to lovers? along with the prompts

"Can I trust you?" + "You mean the world to me" + "I want you"

Disclaimers: Cursing, black eye, concussion, cuts/abrasions, bruised ribs, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

I wrote this story about a younger Adam Copeland, but he's in AEW instead. I don't know much about his time in WWE, so I wrote what I'm familiar with. Sorry if it's confusing 😅

Your relationship with Adam goes through some changes after you get attacked...

The House of Black had it out for you, especially the TBS champion Julia Hart. Every week on Dynamite she made her intentions and feelings known to you and the rest of the world that she does not like you and would love nothing more than to take you down. She thinks you are weak and hates the things you stand for such as kindness and goodness. Your light shined brighter than her darkness and she was bound and determined to put it out. Something inside of you kept you calm and unafraid of Julia and the rest of the House of Black members. There was no way their empty threats and harsh words were going to get the better of you!

One of your coworkers you just started being friendly with reached out to you after Dynamite was off the air. He appeared genuinely concerned about you. “I heard what Julia said about you tonight and I just wanted to check on you. Are you okay?” Adam’s kindness was refreshing, especially after the things Julia said to you earlier. He was incredibly handsome, which made your stomach do a flip when your eyes met his. His long blonde hair, 6’5 body frame, and his bright smile made you forget how to speak momentarily. “Oh! Yes, I-I’m fine, Adam! I appreciate you checking on me, but It’s going to take a lot more than Julia to scare me. I stopped being afraid of the dark a long time ago,” you joked. The sound of Adam’s laughter made you smile, and from that moment on you made it a goal to hear it as often as possible.

Time marched on, only bringing you and Adam closer. There was hardly a time where the two of you weren’t together. Your personalities complimented each other well, but there was something stronger that made both of you gravitate towards one another. The way he looked at you, cared for you, and his protectiveness over you was something that you weren’t accustomed to in your past relationships. Something about him made you want to trust him and believe everything he had to say and that scared you. You were afraid that you were getting in too deep with him, so you tried your best to keep him at arm’s length even when your heart begged you not to. The dreams you were having about Adam lately were anything but friendly. They were downright dirty! A couple nights you woke up panting with dewy skin from the sexy things he did to you, only leaving you longing for your dreams to be reality. Was it possible that you were falling for your closest friend?

Late one night, you were leaning up against Adam’s rental car while you waited on him to finish up inside the arena. He needed to gather his things and change into street clothes before he could join you and drive the both of you back to the hotel. He was hesitant to let you go outside on your own, but you insisted that you would be fine. While you were lost in scrolling through your phone, someone walked up behind you and attacked you! You didn’t have any time to fight back as their blows to your body just kept coming. There was no way you could scream or cry out for help since the wind had been knocked out of you when your attacker kicked you in the stomach and ribcage.  Any of your exposed skin continuously brushed up against the rough pavement, giving you scrapes and abrasions all over. You could already tell your eye was starting to swell just moments after being struck by a fist. The attacker never spoke or made a sound, so there was no way you could identify their figure that was covered in all black clothing. With one final punch, you felt yourself falling in and out of consciousness. Your body was limp as you laid on the ground silently wishing the pain radiating through you would go away. You were unaware of how much time had passed when you heard muffled footsteps and curses getting closer and closer to where you were. “Shit, Y/N! Open your eyes for me baby, come on! Please be okay! You have to be okay!” a familiar voice cried out. “My beautiful Y/N, stay with me,”

When you finally came to, you found yourself back inside the arena in what appeared to be the medical room. You heard Adam speaking softly to someone else nearby, explaining where and how he found you. “I walked up to the car, and she was lying on the ground next to it. There wasn’t anyone else around by the time I got to her, so who knows for sure who did this! In my panic I scooped her up and carried her to you. Y/N is going to be okay, right Doc?” Your voice was nearly inaudible when you called out for Adam, but he still heard it and rushed to your side. “Y/N! Oh, thank God! I was so worried about you sweetheart. You’re safe now, I’m not going to let anything else happen to you! I’ve got Doc Sampson here with us and he’s going to take a look at you,” he explained on the brink of tears. The grip he had on your hand was firm, but it brought you great comfort knowing he was there with you.

Two weeks had gone by since you were jumped, that night still replays in your mind frequently. Doc Sampson had diagnosed you with bruised ribs and a concussion, along with several cuts and a black eye. Adam insisted that you come stay with him while you recovered since the doctor didn’t want you being alone until you were medically cleared. Tony Kahn granted you as much time off as you needed to recover, and he even launched an internal investigation to find your attacker! Considering how Julia was always vocal about her hatred towards you, her previous words and actions put her in the hot seat. Even if she wasn’t the one who laid hands on you, she had to play some kind of role in your attack.

Early one morning, you woke up abruptly after having a nightmare. You tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall back asleep afterwards. You threw in the towel on getting anymore sleep so you made your way to the couch in the living room. You sat in the early morning silence, going over the recent events trying to piece the puzzle of your attack together. Your mind started to drift into darker places, and you began questioning everything and everyone you’ve ever known. Why would someone do this to you? What could you have done that was so bad to deserve this kind of pain? How could you trust anyone after all this?

You were rounding the corner of the hallway on your way to the bathroom when Adam suddenly appeared in front of you, causing you to jump in surprise! “Whoa, hey! It’s me! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I thought I heard a noise, so I wanted to investigate. What are you doing up so early?” he said softly. When he saw the tears welling up in your eyes, he took you in his arms and embraced you tightly. “What’s wrong? Why the tears sweetheart?” Adam murmured against your hair. Your head rested on his chest, his scent floating around your nose giving you a momentary gift of peace that allowed you to speak, “I-I don’t even know anymore Adam! I thought I was brave, that goodness always wins, but now I’m not so sure. My attack has me questioning everything! I don’t know what to believe anymore,”

While running his hand up and down your back trying to soothe you, Adam asked you to elaborate, “What exactly are you questioning, Y/N?” “The choices I’ve made in life. If I’m strong or if I’m weak. Who I can trust! Can I trust you, Adam?” your words came out rushed and fragile. When you pulled your face away, the pained look Adam had on his face made you feel worse. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. You’ve done so much for me with my recovery, and you’ve always been there for me long before I was attacked. I’m such a mess,” “Look, Y/N. You mean the world to me, you always have. Of course, you can trust me, I will always protect you and do my best to help ease your worries. As long as you’re breathing, standing here with me, nothing else matters,” Adam’s hands were cradling your face, his thumbs wiping away the stray tears that fell from his sweet words. The vulnerability in his eyes made you melt into his touch, and it reminded you that Adam is one of the good ones. When he felt your body relax, he suggested you lay down with him in his bed and you agreed. He took you by your hand and led you into his room and helped you get situated.

He propped himself up on his elbow, his head resting in his hand while the other ran gently up and down your arm. You reached over with your hand and brushed Adam’s cheek with the backs of your fingers, his stubble scratchy underneath them. You moved your fingers down his jawline to his neck, the feeling of his beating heart seemed to quicken as you traced along his collarbone. You ran your fingers through his chest hair which caused goosebumps to form on his skin and you couldn’t help but notice how well his body was responding to your touch. Your worry and anxiety seemed to suddenly dissipate, your body now consumed with want and need. You were craving Adam now more than ever before. It was as if he was reading your mind when he grabbed hold of your wrist, bringing it to his lips and planting soft kisses there. He kissed each pad of your fingertips, the tenderness of his simple act caused heat to spread through your entire body and rest in between your legs. “Adam…” you whispered. “I want you. Kiss me. Make me forget about everything, please,” There was a sudden hesitancy in Adam’s movements and expressions as he moved closer to you, making you wonder if your desire got the better of you in your recent plea. “Did I say something wrong?” you asked sheepishly.

“No, not at all. I’ve wanted you in this way for a long time Y/N. I don’t want you to force yourself, I know you’re still in pain. Are you sure you want to do this? What if we take our relationship to this next level and it messes everything up between us? What if-” You silenced Adam’s concerns when you pressed your finger against his lips, reassuring him with one last sentiment, “Don’t think, just feel. I need this, I need you,”

In one fluid motion, Adam was hovering above you, making quick work of removing your clothes. You winced when you sat up to help him take off your shirt, but smiled to let him know you were okay. “If any of this becomes too much for you, please tell me Y/N. I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered against your lips. Your bare chest brushed up against his when he closed the gap between your lips, your nipples quickly puckering at the soft friction. You began to tug and pull at Adam’s shorts and underwear, trying to remove them simultaneously. He shimmied out of them and tossed them to the floor, your panties joining them moments later.

Adam positioned himself in between your legs, the tip of his hard length lightly pressing up against your entrance. The anticipation was killing you, so you tried wrapping your legs around him and push him into you, but he resisted. “Easy there beautiful,” he chuckled. “I want to savor this moment; I want to savor you. After you were attacked, I blamed myself for it since I let you go outside by yourself that night. You’re everything to me Y/N and I never want to lose you,”

You ran your thumb over Adam’s bottom lip, taking a moment to soak it all in before you kissed him sweetly. “That night was not your fault Adam. I’m so thankful you found me and got me the help I needed. You’re never going to lose me. I hate to tell you, but you’re stuck with me now,” you smiled before kissing him once again.

With a gentle push, Adam eased himself inside of you, making sure to take his time so your walls could stretch around him. The sudden fullness you felt made you gasp. With each push, pull and rock of his hips, it brought you closer and closer to your release. The two of you were completely love drunk off each other, consumed by the feeling of your mind, body and souls connecting. Every sound Adam made excited you that much more, the sight of him completely losing himself in you was one you won’t forget. No one had ever been this gentle with you before, taking their time to please and satisfy your needs. 

“You’re so beautiful, Y/N,” Adam murmured against the shell of your ear. “My beautiful girl,”

Your breathy pants and moans filled the bedroom, intertwining with Adam’s as both of you tumbled over the edge. “Yes! A-Adam! Oh Adam!” you cried out as the waves of your pleasure threatened to drown you. Your body quivered beneath him as the pressure deep inside of you finally released. Adam came inside of you after his last few thrusts, his length pulsating against your walls while he filled you with everything he had. His breathing was unsteady as he came back down to earth.

 When you untangled yourselves from each other, sleep threatened to overtake you. Your mind and body were at ease now and you’d never felt more sated. Adam is your safe place, your best friend. You can’t imagine anyone else by your side.

[enniewritesathing]

summary from last update

aka, what had happened was --

(note -- I'm gonna call The Werewolf by his actual name Vin(cent) because that's a lot of letters even though he wasn't formally named at this point.)

John is finally declared dead after 2 hours from his heart stopping.

obviously, everyone's disappointed. Daniel's like "bruh, I told you this was gonna happen but NOOOO, you didn't listen to me"

subsequently, everyone gets deeply annoyed by Daniel except Jordan (because they're being nice)... but it's also 3 in the morning. Charles agrees to break and now he's gotta figure out what to tell Noelle that her perfectly fine son is now dead as a doornail.

but wait!

Jordan asks The Worst Question You Can Ask In A Horror Story after they notice something's off about John. In fact, they do the second worst thing you can do in a horror story.

you know how in resident evil 2 (remake? this may have been in the OG) and you walk past a zombie that you think it's dead?

haha surprise bitch, it's ya boy Vin/The Werewolf. turns out, he was mostly dead.

Vin stares up at them with those BIG dead fish lookin' eyes. Creepiest shit he's ever done.

because Jordan is the closest, they are the first to get got as they get their windpipe crushed AND their throat slashed. honestly, they got the least worst death by a country mile.

Bernard is next, getting taken out by Vin literally jumping off the surgery table like off of a top rope of an WWE match. Bernard has the 'well maybe that was out of pocket' case of death -- Vin smashes his head in. Leaves a big ass crack on the floor.

talk shit, get your jaw literally cracked off

Then --

Vin is like 'okay I'm warmed up, now it's just you two fuckers' (aka Daniel and Charles)

We find out that Daniel is, for intents and purposes, a pussy because of his general behavior. He tries to throw Charles under the bus but Charles does it right back without blinking. Vin claws the shit out of him and blinds him in his right eye but that doesn't seem to phase him as he tries to rise up to Vin with a syringe full of stuff that could take Vin out or at least, stun him.

if you remember, this is a call back and Vin got punched in the gut with one and it knocked him out. Keep this in mind.

Vin has had enough and not only does he choke out Daniel (insert Dr. Doofenshmirtz meme) he yeets him into the wall with the one way mirrors.

Thomas and Mark are freaking out on the other side of them. Vin can hear them both and tells them 'hey. I don't have beef with yall, but don't come in here or else you're gonna die'.

Daniel wants Vin to just kill him already and Vin is :)...

as he shoves his arm deep into Daniel's chest. this doesn't kill him immediately.

I'll say it -- if you think 'hey, this looks like some metaphorical--' yes, you are correct. Like come on, Vin's in there in his guts, pinned against the wall talking into his ear and shit, establishing dominance, calling him a pussy (again? idk Vin does this a lot in this update)

Thomas got the gun and he's like 'Imma go save Charles; call the guards' and Mark is begging him not to go as staying right the fuck over there means that they won't get killed.

Vin continues to roast Daniel and really, Daniel's got nothing to say other than 'fuck you!' as a 'nuh-uh' deal... and Vin kills him by tearing his heart out.

Meanwhile! Charles was observing the whole thing and now he's realizing things as Vin is taking a little break to talk to him...

... with Daniel's still beating heart in his hand. He says he's a little hungry with all that's he's been doing and since he's not one to waste his food... (ngl, I'm proud of this bc I used an effect to Great effect.)

aaaaaand he eats the heart. He was a messy bitch about it too because blood is all over his face, teeth, got some on his pants...

Charles realizes that he has fucked around and now he's gonna find out.

But wait! The lab door opens! It's Thomas with the gun!

...and he's scared shitless. Vin gets pissed off at him because he specifically told him and Mark to stay on the other side; now he's in there and Vin's gonna kill him on the account of him being stupid. you can't say Vin wasn't being fair here.

Charles tries to get Thomas to shoot Vin but he's too scared and fights him to get the gun. Gun is fired as they struggle. Doesn't take much but Charles manages to get the gun and domes Thomas in the head.

Well, Vin did say he was gonna die... but not by him.

Charles gets into villain mode saying the (silver) bullets may disrupt what's left of Vin's HF (healing factor) and may actually kill him... but it doesn't because. there's no bullets left. WHOOPS. Vin mocks him and Charles tries to run away (to where??) but in the struggle, he got shot on the side so he hobbles then crawls away

Vin slowly follows Charles and corners him... and notices something about him that's a little weird. Charles got the balls to be asking for mercy.

aaaand that's the summary.

tl;dr -- John declared dead, haha just kidding, Vin/The Werewolf turbo kills everybody in the lab except Charles.

[kamisadopteddaughter]

Disclaimer: I'm strictly talking about the storyline and the characters. Please don't think I'm accusing anyone of any wrongdoing in real life, these are simply my observations and criticisms.

It's interesting to see both Rhea and Liv's harassment of Dominik be perceived as something he must enjoy because he doesn't fight back.

Also, I think it's ok if people are uncomfortable with this aspect of the story and understand why this form of manipulation is being perceived differently.

This is a wrestling show, people fight and are violent, so while Rhea physically assaulting Dominik knowing he wouldn't fight back was obviously bad, it's something that's normalized within the world of pro wrestling. Liv forcibly kissing him, backing him into a corner, and feeling him up all the while he's injured and uninterested, is not the same thing. The closest thing I would compare it to is Rhea using her legs to choke Dom, especially because she talks/jokes about it in a sexual manner.

Maybe using the term "sexual assault" is too strong and it's understandably uncomfortable for some to hear but I think the people saying that are talking from a kayfabe perspective. The point is that what Liv is doing is bad and she's taking things too far in her "revenge tour" against Rhea, though.

You can tell that wwe is super male-driven with how it's regarded as a joke almost. It's strange, Liv is supposed to be the heel, coming on to another person's boyfriend, who seems to be incredibly uncomfortable by her advances but they're making fun of Dom, treating him as if he's stupid. He hasn't even been suspected of cheating (yet). Like, are we supposed to think Liv is a piece of shit or not lmao

[otsukare-katsukare]

So I came across this blog and found it quite interesting. I also agree with a lot of it. I like hearing your opinions on things as well, especially these particular topics. So I was wondering - What do you think?

https://www.tumblr.com/wwerasliin-sideblog

hello to you! very glad you came to my blog and liked my opinions. thats all i can ask for as a tumblr user. your link doesnt go to a specific post but judging from the discussion on your blog im guessing youre asking my opinion on sami's potential involvement in the bloodline story and whether roman should apologise to him or not.

(sorry if this is not at all what you were asking. i ended up writing an essay here im afraid.)

i have my own general opinions on what my ideal face turn for roman would have looked like and it's already quite different in reality, but the general gist is yeah, an apology to sami would be, like, thing one. at this point, however, with kevin's heel turn, i just dont know. the way it's played out till this point my heart just doesnt want sami anywhere near roman, because unlike jey, sami really does not have any good reason to go back based on family ties. and roman should not want him back, either. from roman's POV sami was the first brick to fall in his family falling apart, and he betrayed him when he gave him so much. and as far as sami's concerned, the best friend/soulmate that he literally betrayed roman for is currently at his lowest emotional point because his two other closest friends have sided with a man who was his sworn enemy for three years and terrorised both him and his loved ones. for sami to go to roman now, no matter what the guy says, would just feel so cruelly thoughtless to kevin. but very on brand for wwe.

but there was a world where i was completely on board with the 'sami forgives roman' narrative, if roman had come back after losing the title completely alone and ostracised, for the first time in his life. his bloodline scattered, abandoned by his wiseman, justifiably hated by nearly everybody on the roster, and no gold to make him feel better about everything. if he spent some time as a desperate and pathetic heel, trying to win back his old family members using his old gaslighty tricks that don't work anymore, taking on opponents who he'd been mowing through before with the help of the numbers game, but who now smelled blood in the water and got their vengeance, only getting sparing wins. slowly learning what he'd put everyone else through and starting to feel genuine remorse - in that scenario, i would have actually loved to see sami be the first of roman's victims to see him as a genuinely changed man and accept the olive branch. not joining his bloodline (concept should just not exist at this point) but being his optimistic and forgiving self that sees the best in people. in this scenario, roman asking for sami's forgiveness in the first place would also make more sense, as he would realise that he's no longer entitled to his family just on the basis of blood, and that with sami, the wounds arent as deep, and maybe sami could help him be a better person.

(in this fantasy scenario seth is also involved, and the first person who actually reconnects with roman again. cause the shield bond is binding and what happened at wm40 finally buried the last of the resentment between them. but he cant make roman better the way sami can.)

unfortunately while i think this would be a good character arc and story, it is not a good wrestling story, formally. there's no way that people werent going to cheer vociferously for roman, and that's kind of all that matters at the end of the day with this medium. they just happened to make a story with the bloodline that's a bit too nuanced and genuninely fiction-esque for the wwe formula. ah well. but the way things are now if sami goes back to roman without roman apologising then i'll stand by kevin whatever he decides to do in reponse including but not limited to apron powerbombs.

thanks for asking me my wrestling opinions! if this is in fact what you wanted to hear, if not, then i hope it was of interest anyway.

[stupidbluegirl]

Former WWE Star Tyler Breeze Discusses The Wrestlers He Wants To Face

Full article is here.

"...'I guess the closest thing if I was ever going to maybe say a dream match, I think a really fun match that would be, would be me and Orange Cassidy or maybe Dalton Castle. I think I'd put him on there, too," Breeze said. "It's the guys that get it, the guys that get the character, but then you can also get a 20-minute match out of them.'"

YES PLEASE I WOULD LIKE THIS VERY MUCH.

[real-total-drama-takes]

Gwuncan would never been 40+ marriage of Duncan talking about his youth to his friends and hates his wife type of guy just got with Gwen because she was the closest thing around and let do whatever he wanted to do in the relationship even cheat on her if he wanted too.

Or on his wedding day with Gwen text all his exes if he should marry Gwen... unless one would take him back then he would not marry her hopefully for Courtney or even another ex to response back.

Fuck Duncan. He not good for Gwen...

But... no.

Gwen deserved better not that shit of I am cheat on my girlfriend with you as we started this relationship with cheating and I will not get so much hate on me as a man but you will.

Making out with you all the time with fix our relationship even though I sure you are getting death threats Gwen but that's okay you got me... your Duncan.

Then on season 5 I spot Courntey now I want her...

Oh shit I want her now... I am Duncan. By the way your boyfriend I want Courtney now yummy does she watch us when we kiss?

Does she talk about me?

Gwen is so brave.... I would not have lasted that long without trying to pick up Duncan throwing him at Chris or into the ocean.

Courtney not trying to drown herself is miracle because she be dramatic like that.

I am say Duncan better for Gwen!

NO Courtney!

What is Duncan... gets help? What is Duncan says actually have self growth saying sorry to both of them?

Courtney and Gwen with Duncan actually chill out and forgive.

No we just want them fight.

Lame.

Duncan would just watch them kill themselves somehow make the merge or end up on top like always.

Dudes.... I love them all but bro.

They were teenagers... and both ships died.

Duncan failed.

DUNCAN GOT NONE OF COURTNEY OR GWEN ROMANCE END OF TIME AHHHHH

LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

IF YOU BREAK A BLOOMING FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN YOUR FRIEND GWEN AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND COURTNEY- YOU, DID IT OUT MANY REASONS MOSTLY JEALOUS AND NOT THINKING STRAIGHT AS A TEENAGER.

BUT NO. EVERYONE IS LIKE GWEN BELONGS TO HIM.

NO GWEN IS GWEN BELONGS TO NO MAN. SHE BROKE IT THE FUCK UP FOR A REASON.

THEN THAT'S IT EVEN MADE COURTNEY MAYBE VOTE HERSELF OUT IN HEARTBEAK FOR SOME REASON.

SO YEAH, PUT MORE RESPECT ON THEM....What if they can be more than the ship?

Geez Gwen.

I am so sorry Gwen... you don't need to be shipped or man to be great.

Your awesome as fuck girl- even when you did shitty things and I hate that but shit girl

you do you Gwen

Ship whoever you like or love that ship but remember it's not cannon.

They all might be died in those fart bubbles haha RIP

RIP DUNCAN, I MISS YOU AND I AM SORRY WE SHIP YOU WITH EVERYONE- HE DESERVES A BREAK FROM SHIPPING WHAT IF HE WWE PERSON OR SPACE COWBOY IN SOME AUS?

RIP COURTNEY THE SUN GOT YOU TOO... WHAT IF YOU MAKE HER HEALTHY AND IN WORLD, SHE DOESN'T GO FOR DUNCAN BUT LIKE SCOTT OR EVEN ENDS UP WITH LESHAWNA HMM?

YOU ALL THINKING SO SMALL.... IN THE WORLD OF FICTION EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING CAN BE POSSIBLE

2024 DUNCAN TAKING OVER THE WORLD AND HIS WIVES AKA GWEN AND COURTNEY THAT ARE ALIENS?!

WHO KNOWS?!

I don't even care most the time of this ship to me it's like laughable and a treat for me because cheaters don't do again everyone thinks... but geez what Duncan did to Gwen...

Dudes.... rip to mental health of Gwen

[thlayli-ra]

hi knightreigns anon back again 🎉 how do you think that knight, having been a loner for so long and very used to taking care of himself, would respond to aftercare (particularly from roman)? he seems to me like a guy who’s very “i can take care of myself” but lets face it… sometimes you Can’t. and roman wouldn’t let him.

oh and on a darker note- knight is alone, both by choice and as a result of him being kind of an asshole. would roman exploit that. how well would it work do you think

ANYWAY thank you for indulging me i will probably be back. i hope your day is going well !

Hello again! Back for more mindless dissecting of two lovely, beefy gentlemen, I see? Very well...

(Friendly reminder that this is all my own head cannons based mainly on my fanfictions)

To answer your question, would Knight accept aftercare from Roman? Yes, absolutely he would! Simply because he needs it. His back is all swollen and torn, he's exhausted and beaten down from not only their match but also their play in the Winner's Room and if Roman is offering to rub lotion on his wounds and lather him in praise, he's gonna take it.

Because first of all, Knight likes intimacy (in my fics, he's a big ol' slut!). He likes to bat his big, blue eyes, get fawned over like the prettiest girl at the ball then rock someone's world between the sheets. He has an ego, remember, or as he calls it, 'an undeniable kavorka'.

He is also not above using other people to meet his needs, which is a by-product of him being a loner. If he can't get something done by himself, he will find someone who can. For instance, in 'Break These Chains', he seduces and manipulates Bobby Lashley to help free him from Bray Wyat/Uncle Howdy's clutches.

What he struggles with, however, is the concept of altruism - doing something out of kindness, with no ulterior motive. He experiences this when Bobby find him in a extremely rare moment of vulnerability (Knight is the kind who never lets the mask slip) and it makes him question his motives for once;

"You were supposed to stick to the game plan. Seduce him, have him put down Wyatt and Howdy, maybe have a little fun along the way if you were lucky enough... You were never supposed to go and start having actual feelings for the guy."

Yet, by the end of the fic, Bobby lightly scolds Knight for smoking a cigar in his car and Knight's immediate reaction is 'oh well, guess that's it then'. That's just how the world works in his mind, you get what you need from somebody and move on (I have a sequel in mind that will challenge this mindset greatly for him!)

So going back to Roman, the after-care is purely transactional. Both men got what they wanted and leave it at that, then when Knight inevitably goes for Roman and his championship again, there's nothing personal between them.

As for your other query; would Roman exploit Knight's loner status?

Yes. Kinda???

Roman's at the top of the food chain in WWE. He's the Undisputed Champion, he's the Tribal Chief, he is untouchable. There's nothing he really needs from Knight. Like I said in my last post, he's more a toy for Roman to play with or take his frustrations out on.

Roman wouldn't so much exploit Knight's loneliness as expose it and use it as a way to mock him. Roman is surrounded by his Bloodline who does his every bidding. If he wants Knight for his Winner's Room, he'll send Jimmy and Solo to 'collect' him, he'll have them attack Knight in the ring so he can pick at the bones, he'll have them restrain him or wear him down, maybe even pass him around a bit. Oh and uh, Paul Heyman likes to watch... just saying! All just to highlight how easily it is to get to Knight since he's left himself wide open while also saying 'you can't touch me, look at what I have. You wish you had this!'.

The closest Knight has ever had to an ally (and look, he's right there in that gif👆) is John Cena, who's something of a mentor to Knight and eventually passes the torch to him, hence why Knight now wears an arm band as part of his gear. But what happened to Cena? Roman had Solo take him out! In a very specific way too - they targeted Cena's throat!

Silencing a prolific speaker? Taking one of his greatest weapons away from him? Hmmm... think there was another message there?

In the end, it was this exact advantage that won Roman the title match - he had his Bloodline to help him through while Knight had nobody in his corner. Perhaps one day, Knight will make a deeper connection with someone, somebody who is open to his friendship, has similar interests and similar goals. A similar catchphrase, even? Perhaps...?

[implausiblyjosh]

Let's Play A Terrible Wrestling Video Game, TEW 2020

I've been feeling the call to play TEW 2020 again. This is a text-based pro wrestling management video game that just sucks so much ass. That screen you see above? That is the main window and it cannot be resized. Seriously, I'm fairly certain every menu in this game is just an image file with clickables put over it. Nightmarish.

Anyways, the cool thing is that people make their own mods for this game, either building up entire fictional wrestling universes (the game comes with it's own version of this, the CornellVerse, that has been building and changing with each entry) or mapping out the mod-makers approximation of the real world. Today, we're going to be making a new company using Real World Chronicles 2023, the June 2023 edition.

Anyways, let's start our save!

Now. I'm playing with a larger mod database, which means there's a lot of data to crunch, but like... this hangup happens anytime I play this game unless I'm playing an "organic" save (you start w/ the bare minimum in the database and let the game generate new stuff), but this always freaks me out.

Now we have to pick who we're playing as and folks... this list is a doozy.

Usually what I like to do is start with a created User Avatar (I think that's what this game calls player characters), where I set their stats up basically to the max but I never have them do in-ring work, usually just commentary. I... forgot to do that this time. I don't wanna back out, so I'm just gonna pick someone who is closest to me in age. In this case, I'm playing as Poppy who I guess has worked closely with WWE's NXT brand to make music for them??? She's 28, I'm 29, I've already imposed this rule on us.

The second thing we set is "User Talents". These traits (Negotiating, Motivating, Creativity, Leadership, Diplomacy, and Silver Tongue) will help and hinder us in certain ways, and we will get more points for every X number of shows we run. At the start we have 30 points, along with some template options. Usually I do not care about this and pick Jack of all Trades to get 5 across the board. But let's go full chaotic and do Lucky Dip. This will give every one of our stats a random number, so our total could be higher or lower than the initial 30.

That's... not great? So negotiating is maxxed out, which means we can really have our way in contract negotiations. Diplomacy is also high at 9, which means when incidents happen back stage we should be able to handle them better. Leadership of 5 is basically neutral, and would give us a passive bonus to backstage/locker room morale. Creativity of 3 is less than neutral, and handles Gimmick changes and Heel/Face turns. Silver Tongue at 1 is awful, that handles how we can talk workers into doing angles/matches they may not be jazzed about. Finally, Motivating is at 0 and this means our workers will likely have loads of "off" days. This is 28 points total, so we missed out on 2 points and the spread is bonkers. We cannot reroll this. We must move on.

Next thing we can tinker with is Preferences. This will impact how our matches and promos are rated, which impacts how our shows are rated, which impacts how our audience perceives us, and on and on. There's a lot here, but I keep it on "Standard" from the drop down and also add "Enable Dirt Sheet" since that will tell us what is providing positive or negative impacts on matches and promos. It'll really help us figure out what is or isn't working on our shows!

Now we could start with an already established company (WWE, Impact, AEW, etc) with this, but I always prefer to make my own way in the world. We will start as Unemployed and make our own company!

Here's our start screen. It's... a lot. This will be good to see when new wrestlers get generated, or when other companies go under or let go of people, but for right now we do not care about this. We care about the "Start Own Company" button. And I happened to throw together a logo and a name, so we should be good to set up True Power Wrestling. And it's time for yet another awful menu.

This used to be better and worse in some ways. In the last game, TEW 2016, you used to build your own product based on a handful of different axis ("Mainstream", "Realism", "Comedy", etc.) and how important they were to the types of shows you were putting on so you could fine-tune what you wanted your audience to care about, and what may or may not be fit for television. It was a worse menu, but allowed you some cool options to really make the product you always wanted. In TEW 2020, the devs have effectively laid out that people were "gaming" the product setting system, and there's only so many distinct types of wrestling that exist or could exist, so they've just made a drop-down of all the wrestling products they think are possible. If you have an idea for a product type you think is missing from the game you can ask nicely on the forums and they will maybe add it in a future update.

I'm not gonna go over what each and every product is, but I'm going to use the Family Friendly Pro Wrestling product you see above. In my mind I'm thinking "what if my idealized version of 90s/2000s Cartoon Network had a wrestling show". 70/30 Match and Promo split for TV shows, 85/15 for events, wrestlers are rated 30/70 on in-ring performance vs popularity, and we really want the matches to be family friendly. No high-risk moves, no spinal-impact moves, and "called in the ring" means that our workers will know how long a match needs to go and who's winning, but otherwise no other planning is happening.

Additionally, I'm starting under the "Rock Hard" conditions. This means our company will be barely known, have 0 prestige, and start w/ $2,500 in the bank. We will be changing that dollar amount soon, but I love to play "Backyard to Global" style where we start as complete unknowns and see how popular we can get before I run out of steam.

We have started True Power Wrestling. This will be our actual main screen, as this hellish menu will be how we make changes to our product. But first, let's see what the internet says Poppy's net worth is.

Uhhh I forgot how nightmarish those types of sites are, but the number I'm getting is between $1-3 Mil. I'll say Poppy is putting $1 Million of her own Net Worth into True Power Wrestling.

Now we gotta start looking for workers. Poppy is a Personality, which means she'll talk on-screen and be a personality, but she's not gonna do any in-ring work. She will not take a pile-driver. So we gotta find literally everyone else: Wrestlers, Refs, Announcers, Commentators, Road Agents, & Managers. Let's look at the "Workers" tab.

An overload of information, but! We're only looking for a couple things right now: Psychology, Popularity, if they will work for us, and if they are a good backstage presence. Psychology is just a rating of "can they tell a good wrestling story in the wrestling ring", so that'll be good for our actual show ratings. By clicking "Search" we can narrow down what workers will show up in this tab.

I'm not going to go through every single worker we add this way, but know I'm messing around with these filters to get us workers. When I find a worker who looks like they may be a good fit, I click negotiate and I get this:

Now you gotta make a contract offer. There are handshake deals and written deals, with either of them having the option to be "exclusive" so they can't work elsewhere. I usually try to make the numbers multiples of 10, and a little higher than what the game tells me to give just so the workers are in a good mood. As a backyard promotion, even with $1 Mil at your disposal, there is no way you're going to get exclusive deals this early on so I just make regular written agreements. This way everything is locked in for a set time and the payments don't fluctuate before contract negotiations, and if I let them go before the contract is up they gotta be paid which is just good for these digital workers.

When I do this, I usually make 2 templates at first: 1 Yr Wrestler and 3 Yr Worker. For wrestlers, especially just starting out your company, you don't know who is or isn't gonna work or be Your Guys, ya know? This way they get a year of work in (about 12 shows) and you can get a feel of who you wanna build around. For the 3 Yr, I keep that for Everyone Else. I think of it like superhero comics, ideally even if the writing team changes, there's some aesthetic connections and stability if you keep the pencilers/inkers/colorers the same. My commentary team, my refs, my on-screen personalities, my road agents, they are that aesthetic stability. And it means I don't have to worry about them on top of my wrestlers.

After spending the better part of 15-30 mins looking through the workers I can hire, here are notables: Shane McMahon (dunno what I'm gonna do with him, but it won't be in-ring work), Brian Zane (commentary, I watch this dude's YouTube videos!), and the Da Vinki guys (The Voros Twins! Guess I have to have a tag division for them). Usually what I'll do is grab who I can, about 10-20 wrestlers, 1-2 refs, 1 road agent, 2-3 commentary people, and then wait for the negotiations to come back. From there I can see who has tag partners I didn't hire yet, and see if I missed any other types of workers.

I still have other things to do while I wait. First, let's look at our Title situation.

A normal menu. I'm going to create our Primary title, the True Power Title, and our Secondary title, the Rising Star title. True Power will be our World Heavyweight, the top title everyone has dreams of. Rising Star will be the stepping-stone, our equivalent of a US or Intercontinental title. Might even have it so in-universe the champ of the Rising Star title can vacate their title to make a True Power title match, add a little Money In The Bank flavor.

You can actually purchase a retired title, which is kinda handy! As a backyard promotion, the True Power title only has a prestige of 30. There are some on the market with 45 prestige! But I'll hold off on that, we'll wait to at least have our first year of shows before doing that.

Now... we wait. I don't have any workers, negotiations don't happen the same day, so we gotta move forward. I click those double arrows on the upper left hand side and tell the game to advance a week, for next Monday. The game stops at Wednesday, and we have some updates! The Voros Twins and Brian Zane wanna join in on this, along with about 5 other workers. A ref who I didn't realize was retired rejected us, but this is why we put out so many feelers!

Since we have Zane as a commentator we'll set him for every Event moving forward. We haven't scheduled any yet since we don't have our full roster just yet, but that's okay! We're ready. Let's move forward in time a little more, still aiming for Monday of Week 2, June 2023.

Thursday of Week 1, June 2023 and we get basically everyone else signed on. We've got a ref, we've got a road agent, we've got it all! We don't need a minimum number of wrestlers as we're such a small promotion, but we do need enough to run shows using a Heel/Face split (good guy/bad guy split) and we need at least one of each of those other non-wrestling positions.

I push us forward once more to Monday of Week 2, and we get stopped again. On Friday we sign Shane McMahon. My idea with him is to have him be some type of personality, probably a CEO trying to destroy True Power Wrestling? I dunno, we haven't even done our first show yet.

All this, and we still haven't run a show. And we still won't! I'm tired and don't wanna play anymore today lmao. Next time we'll plan and run our first True Power Wrestling show!

See ya!