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REY MYSTERIO vs AUSTIN THEORY UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH SPONSORED BY REY MYSTERIO'S BESTIES: THE CINNAMOJIS WWE PAYBACK (September 2, 2023)

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Tag Team | D.P. Part 2

Summary: Thanks for taking my request for Tag Team! :D Hope u don’t mind a pt 2? Reader is confronted by an interviewer followed by TJD about what just happened. Reader freaks out & runs off. A week later, Damian wants to talk about it but tells him she only did it in the heat of the moment. The incident reignites the feud b/w Priest & TJD, with the reader accidentally getting herself in awkward situations w/ Priest that causes each member to lose. There’s a moment where reader almost kisses Priest again only to be saved by Liv & Raquel.

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"Y/N! Y/N!" Cathy Kelley called for her. Y/N stopped and looked at her. She couldn't believe all this was happening right now. Her mind was still buzzing from the kiss, and now she had to do an interview. They weren't going to ask about the match. It was all going to be about the kiss.

The kiss. The kiss that made her mind foggy, toes curl, and lips tingle.

"Yeah? What?" She asked uncharacteristically rude. Her head buried in her hands. She couldn't believe she kissed him. He was her group's biggest rival and she just kissed him in front of the WWE Universe, cameras, and the entire world. All she wanted to do was hide under her covers in the hotel room and cry.

"Congratulations on your win against Ludwig and Tiffany. Do you have any comments about what happened after the match?"

Before she could answer, Judgment Day appeared before her. She could see a mixture of confusion and anger. Guilt ran through her body. They were going to make Priest pay for this for sure. Wait, she doesn't care about Damian getting his ass kicked. He deserved it.

"Damian kissed me. Wrestling is just an emotional sport, and our feelings sometimes get thrown in the mix. I'm willing to forget all about this and put the past behind me," she answered.

"Uhm, he kissed you? Cause it certainly looked like you kissed him," Cathy pointed out. Much to Y/N's dismay, her group nodded in agreement.

"Just leave me alone," she told her and walked away.

A week passed by, and it was a hell of a week. The comments were brutal. Fans started to blame her if Judgment Day were to fall to their demise. The kiss reignited the feud between Damian and Judgment Day. The worst part came just before RAW went live.

"Are we going to talk about what happened last week?" Damian asked.

"Tiffany has been a thorn in my side, and now she'll shut up for a while. There is nothing to talk about,"

"What about when you kissed me?" He asked.

"Heat of the moment. I got to see my biggest rival lose to me. I would have kissed anyone. Hell, I would have kissed Otis if he was my tag partner,"

Y/N stopped when she saw Otis look at her. He gave her a wink and blew a kiss at her. Damian laughed and looked away.

"Whatever you say, Y/N. I guess the cameras added when you looked excited about it too,"

"It was just a kiss. I'm not a teenage boy," she snapped, yet the wrestler was long gone. She pulled her hair and sighed loudly.

General Manager Adam Pierce was enjoying this moment. He booked several matches for Judgment Day. With their hatred for Damian, he was sure to interrupt his matches and he did so.

Damian intervened with Finn and JD's match while they were defending their tag team titles. JD, the genius that he is, pushed Y/N to Damian to protect himself. The archer of infamy was pressed against her. They stared into each other's eyes before Finn called her name and brought her back to her senses. She pushed him away and went to help them retain their titles. They lost them.

The second match was another tag team match. Carlito and Dom were going against his deadbeat dad and another member of the LWO. Damian started to beat up Dom. Y/N and Carlito tried to stop him.

"Can't you kiss him again or something to get him to stop?" Carlito asked.

"He kissed me," Y/N insisted.

Damian stopped beating up Dom and walked to her. She took a couple of steps back and gulped. "I kissed you? I kissed you? Really? Let's watch the tape again,"

The bell suddenly sounded. Carlito and Dom lost the match since they were counted out. Y/N couldn't believe it. She cost her group another match.

The last match was a Liv versus Rhea. Raquel was at ringside while Y/N was on commentary. The match was going clean until Raquel started to intervene. Damian walked down the ramp. Raquel scurried away, yelling at Y/N to stop her boyfriend.

Y/N stood up from the commentator table. She placed her headset down and walked in front of him. Her hand was placed on his chest to stop him. Damian looked down at her hand and her.

"Leave my friends alone! You made your point. Enough!" She told him.

He smirked and moved towards her. Her hand rose up his sweaty chest to around his neck. Her eyes stared at his annoyingly soft and good kissing lips. "Fine, but only if you tell me you don't think about the kiss or kissing me again,"

Her eyes widened briefly. "Fine, easy, I don't. It was the heat of the moment,"

"My eyes are up here, Y/N,"

She looked at his eyes. "I know that. You are just so freaking tall that I have to strain my neck to see your eyes and God you are punchable as you are kissable!"

She leaned up to kiss him again. Two hands suddenly grabbed the back of her arms. She turned to see Liv and Raquel pulling her away from him. She saw the look of disappointment in his eyes. He wanted this as bad as she did.

"That's disgusting!" Liv screeched. "God! Do we need a water bottle for you, Y/N?"

[caramara3]

Just Friends...? [1]

a Damian Priest x Reader Amani Cove fic

Summary: After a drunken night out, WWE Superstars and estranged friends Amani Cove and Damian Priest wake up to find themselves naked in bed together with no recollection of what happened the night before. They both choose to go on pretending as if nothing ever happened, but soon find out it’s easier said than done, especially when the lines of friendship begin to blur around them…

Warnings: plot, slow burn, angst, language, mature sexual content 18+, ofc, fluff, semi-friends to lovers

Word Count: 2.5k

**Partially Edited and Proofread**

**Interactive**

Notes: Thank y'all so much for reading!! Leave a comment, heart, share, and enjoy the ride!!!

Italic writing signifies an inside thought.

The Playlist | Meet Amani Cove | Amani’s tattoos | Meet the Cast

Chapter 1: The Morning

~Morning after Backlash Puerto Rico~

“Uugh… oww.��

You groaned softly and shifted your body, regretting that decision almost immediately. It’s not like being a wrestler for nearly two decades now, you weren’t used to a little soreness and tension after a match, especially one as rough as last night’s Last Woman Standing match against your current and all-time favorite feud partner/bestie Bayley. 

But Lord was this a different kind of sore. 

Every single muscle in your body felt like they had been stabbed with the tiniest needle ever created while also being set on fire. Your back felt like you’d been thrown through plexiglass over a dozen times. In your mind you made a mental note to have your chiropractor send Bales his thanks for keeping him in business.

“Ow… oww… argh, ow!”

You winced at each small movement as you opened your eyes only to be met with a soft but heavy material. You began to pull it from over your head and was immediately met with the morning sun shining its insanely bright ass through the hotel window.

“Ah, oh God! Absolutely not!”

You grimaced and pulled the material back over your face, sinking deeper and deeper into the fluffy fortress as you waited for the throbbing pain in your head to subside. 

Great, you thought to yourself. Sore and hungover: the perfect combination. 

You laid your head flat against the mattress as you tried to remember the events of last night. But as you did everything felt like a jumbled and confusing blur. Tequila is an evil bitch from the depths of hell…

You remembered leaving the arena and catching a ride back to the hotel with Zelina as well as getting ready with her to go out for the night to celebrate. You remembered spending way too long trying to find the perfect look, something that screamed "newly single and looking for revenge" before Zelina pulled out a khaki little cutout number from your suitcase that screamed "freak'em dress."

You remembered pre-gaming with Zel and the guys from LwO downstairs at the hotel bar before catching a cab into the city. You remembered, though you wish you didn't, the phone call on the way to the club with your lying, cheating bastard of an EX-fiancé Marcus Frost and informing him that he had 3 days to clear his things out of your home before you had the locks changed.

Fuck you Marcus…

You remembered getting to the club late and having shots immediately pushed in your face by Bianca, the mere thought making your stomach queasy. You remembered being pulled onto the dancefloor by Cruz and Carlito. Or wait, maybe it was Carmelo. Or was it Santos? Maybe Knight?? You remembered when your best friend Rhea Ripley finally showed up along with the other members of The Judgment Day. More shots. You remembered kicking your shoes off somewhere on the dancefloor because the DJ was on one, playing banger after banger. Was this when Finn was dancing with you?? But wait, was this before or after Sami kept stepping on your foot while you tried to teach him how to salsa?

More shots. You danced atop the bar with Samantha, Bianca, & Zelina like some bad Coyote Ugly remake and damn near slipped off. More shots. You got cheered on in the ladies room by your girls and others as they recorded you flushing your engagement ring down the toilet. Again, fuck you Marcus. More dancing. Even more shots. There was some random local who reeked of cheap tequila that kept grinding on you on the dancefloor and trying to cop a feel, you remembered that. You also remembered him getting snatched up by both Damian Priest and Finn Balor.

And after that happened you remembered... pulling Damian onto the dancefloor and dancing with him? Why the hell would you do that?

Or was it some other outrageously tall good-looking guy who resembled a younger Undertaker but Puerto Rican and from the Bronx…? 

Even more dancing. 

Shots. Shots. Shots. 

Ugh, god why did I keep letting Rhea feed me all those damn shots? I swear I’m gonna kill her next time I see her. But how did I get back to the hotel?  

Suddenly a flash of a memory appeared through the blurry fog of your mind. Lights. You remembered lights, streaks of gold and white hues racing past you. Was this from the time when you were in the cab? You wrapped yourself in the memory, hoping more would come back.

Touch. You remembered hands; rough and calloused with the softest touch brushing against your skin and pulling you onto their lap. Their touch traveling up from your neck down your open back before resting on your bottom, kneading your ass firmly. Caressing your skin as if it had been made of silk.

Taste. You could still taste his lips on yours. You felt as they traveled up your neck to your earlobe, nibbling on that tender spot that made you weak in the knees. Brushing against your shoulder, along your collarbone, between the valley of your breasts, softly biting your nipple, trailing down your stomach… the action sending vibrations up and down your body.

Sound. A deep and foreboding voice in your ear, whispering the dirtiest things you could ever imagine, you softly moaning against his chest as his fingers… his fingers…

“Ugh.”

Just like that the memory is gone, leaving you even more frustrated but also turned on. What and who did this to you? You groan softly and go to rub your temples, a wave of nausea washing over you as the after effects of your night out begin to hit you for the first time since waking up. You couldn't remember the last time you’d gotten this drunk. Yes you could, two years ago during the weekend that Marcus proposed. He had booked this gorgeous resort in Barbados for the two of you with a private pool overlooking the beach. The night he'd asked you, the two of you had gotten so drunk you ended up running down to the beach, stripping down to nothing but your bra and panties, jumped into the ocean & then the two of you…

Your eyes widened instantly at the thought, your heart drop down to your stomach.

Oh. Oh god no… Amani Jade please tell me you didn’t…

That nausea from earlier began to creep up once again. You knew you had to look, but you didn’t want to. After a few moments, several deep breaths, and inner monologue pep talks, you psych yourself up just enough to do it. You released a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding and slowly lifted the comforter and gazed down at your body.

Fuck. Me.

It was bad enough that you were as naked as the day you came into the world, but from the look of things, whatever you got into last you had a pretty good time doing it. Your eyes moved down your body, navigated by the trail of small purple marks decorating your lower half. There was one just above your collarbone and one dead center between the valley of your breasts, thankfully blending into your sternum tattoo. One hiding just under your left nipple, two on your stomach, two or three up the side of your hip bone just near your tattoo, and several scattered along your inner thighs.

Shit, shit, shit. What the fuck Ani? You’ve only been newly single for all of three days and this is how you decide to celebrate? By getting shit faced and letting some random dick cover you in hickies?!?!

You ignored your body practically screaming for you to be still and move into a seated position in the bed, hand raised to shield you from any amount of sunlight creeping in. A soft hiss left your mouth as your bare back pressed against the cold wooden headboard. On sheer instinct you grabbed the sheet from the bed and pulled it up to cover your body. 

Oh, now we wanna be modest. It’s a little too late for that don’t you think?

You looked over to your left, expecting to find your phone on the nightstand charging, alongside your iPad with the light purple leather cover and your glasses. But your phone’s not there, neither is your purple leather covered iPad or your glasses.

Oh no. No no no no...

You looked around the room, a quiet gasp leaves your mouth upon the realization: this was not your room. 

In fairness, after spending nearly two decades on the road there gets a point where all the hotels room you've stayed in all begin to blend together. But no matter what you were always, ALWAYS, able to tell which was your room and which wasn’t. And this was NOT your room. None of your things were here. Your gym bag with your backup ring gear for last night wasn’t laid out on the couch near the window. Your laptop wasn’t sitting open on the desk just as you had left it before leaving. There was no makeup or various hair products stretched out along the top of dresser, and your lavender carry-on and backpack wasn't not tucked away in the corner by the settee. 

This wasn’t your room. It was the same hotel, but a completely different room. What you did notice was your purse, your dress and your heels from last night alongside a very large set of men’s clothes creating a trail starting at the door and led towards the foot of the bed.  

You also couldn’t help but notice that there were not one… 

not two… 

BUT THREE shiny, reflective, and OPEN gold foil packets tossed along the ground and nightstand.

Three? Goddamn Ani… I mean, at least you were safe right? That has to count for something… right?  

You groaned and brought your knees up to your chest, placing your head atop them as you tried yet again to remember what happened last night.

Come on Ani, I need you to think. What exactly happened from leaving the club to getting back to the hotel that got you here? How did you get back? Who did you ride with?? Please tell me he was at least hot and very well-endowed. 

Stadium. Club. Dancing. Shots. Bye bye ring… blank space.

Stadium. Club. Dancing. Shots. Bye bye ring… nothing.

Stadium. Club. Dancing. Shots. Bye bye ring… nada.

“Ugh. This is a nightmare.”

This wasn’t like you, you were not this kind of girl. Sure, you had a couple hookups here and there in your early twenties, but you outgrew that! You were a grown-up now, and grown-ups don't do nothing so crazy that you can’t remember it the next day! And they especially don’t hook up with random strangers while technically on a goddamn work trip!! 

Through all the emotional and mental chaos currently going on in your mind, you felt a sense of heaviness across your pelvis. For the first time since waking up you noticed the very large, very muscular, and very tatted arm stretched across your stomach. The sound of soft snores filled the once quiet room, like a faint rasp blending seamlessly with the stillness of the moment. You took a breath, held it, and slowly turned your head to the left. You couldn't see a face, rather a large figure sleeping peacefully, engulfed in the warmth of the hotel linen. 

You went to move your hand to remove the blanket, a low grumble stopped you dead in your tracks. The body under the blanket suddenly shifted and turned over on their side, their back now completely facing you, and settled after a few seconds. You froze and waited for a few seconds for the sound of soft breathing to know they were still asleep. You hadn’t the slightest idea what you would say to if he were. It had been a long time since you’d had a one-night stand and weren’t really sure if the rules were still the same. 

Do you start with a “hi” or “Good Morning random dude?” Do you thank Mr. Random Dick for the sex? Could you possibly try and sneak out before they wake up?? Like, what was the standard practice and protocol here??

Once you were absolutely sure he was asleep you gripped the blanket and slowly pulled it away, revealing your mystery dick and his giant back. You gasped loudly and practically jumped up off the bed and right onto the plush carpeted floor, landing hard on your ass with a heavy thud.

“Ah, son of a bitch!” you shrieked, wincing at the pain of the impact.

You ignored the immediate pain and sprung up to peek over the bed, your eyes peering over the edge of the mattress as Mr. Random Dick on the bed started to wake up. He groaned and moaned, stretching his body out as if he’d just been awoken from a long deep hibernation. You couldn’t move, all you could do was sit there like a weirdo, buck naked on the carpet watching him. He sat up and stretched yet again, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. You watched as every single muscle on his back spasmed and flexed from the movement.

But your eyes were fixated on just one thing: his back. His back had looked like he’d gone ten rounds with a mountain lion and lost. Indents in the shape of crescents decorated the back of his shoulders while the sides of his back were painted in streaks of pink and red. Some welts looked like the result of being hit with something multiple times, others looked like the result of fingernails being dragged down his skin. But your eyes couldn't help but keep going to the giant piece of art that was etched into the center of his back.

From afar someone could easily mistake it as just a standard skull tattoo, but up close it revealed something more. The skull made way for the inside art, resembling that of a dark grim reaper.

You’ve seen that grim reaper before. Many times in fact.

I mean why wouldn’t you? After all, the two of you worked together.

And up until about ten months ago, you had considered him to be one of your closest and dearest friends.

His eyes began to open and you quickly ducked your head back down, pressing your back to the carpet and covering your face with your hands like that would actually hide you in this moment.

This was a joke. This had to be a joke.

Some sick, twisted, perverted version of a prank that the universe was playing on you. Of all the men in the world you could have slept with, all the random dick being slung around desperately begging to be some woman's drunken mistake... why did your drunken mistake have to be with him?!?!

The room had gone a little too quiet for your liking so you peeked through your fingers, gasping as his head emerged from over the edge of bed to look down at you. His dark brown eyes widened in shock at you lying on the floor of his room; naked, disheveled, and covered in purple marks. 

“Oh my god-,” he trailed off, the panic and exhaustion seeping to the surface. His voice cracked slightly, the usual confidence he exhumed nowhere to be found.

“Amani?”

You tried to avoid his gaze, but couldn't look anywhere but his eyes. You slowly released the breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding all this time, your voice soft and slightly shaky as you spoke.

“Hey Damian.” 

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[creativekha0s]

Liv Morgan x Rhea Ripley/Liv 4 Brutality oneshot! I’ve missed writing so much and I’ve been craving this ship again for so long. Forgive me if it seems rushed since it kinda was and I wrote it in like 35 minutes because I wanted to get something out there again😂 dumb smutty fun! Let me know if you enjoyed it!

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Following a loss the the LWO in a tag team match, the entire Judgement Day squad flooded the ring to get immediate payback. Finn, Dom, Carlito, and JD had the numbers game on their side beating down Dragon Lee, Cruz Del Toro, and Joaquin Wilde in the ring. It wasn’t until Zelina Vega tried to get involved that made the group realize that someone was missing; Women’s World Champion Liv Morgan.

When Carlito caught Zelina mid air when she attempted a cross body from the top turnbuckle, the roar of the crowd stopped him in his tracks when the theme music of Rey Mysterio played. And he wasn’t alone. Former Judgement Day member Damien Priest was at his side as the two ran down the ramp to help the LWO even the odds and chase Judgement Day out of the ring. But they weren’t finished by a long shot, the LWO and Damien Priest chased Judgement Day backstage until the two groups were brawling back and forth causing chaos and damage everywhere just as Finn had questioned where Liv was, it was her job to be on the lookout for Damien and warn them ahead of time.

Off to the side around the corner by an exit door with the sign unlit, Liv Morgan’s eyes widened as her back was pressed against the wall as she stared back into the set in front of her. When she heard Finn exclaim to Dom where she was before they were attacked by the LWO, a moan escaped her throat and a hand rose up to cover her mouth. Liv stared back with a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her body.

Rhea Ripley had Liv pinned up against the wall with one hand covering the blonde’s mouth and the other slipped down the front of her short jean shorts, her fingers rubbing and teasing at her leisure.

“Shhh, you’re not going anywhere.” Rhea smirked. “Got it?” Her smirk grew wider when Liv nodded her head obediently as if she had a choice in the matter. “Good girl.” Rhea expertly pushed Liv’s thong to the side and rewarded Liv by pushing a finger slowly inside of her, feeling the vibration of a hummed moan against her other hand.

Slowly, and Rhea wanted this to fucking burn as slowly as it could, she retracted her finger. A few seconds later, she pushed it back inside. Liv’s legs were already beginning to betray her and her breathing was restricted by Rhea’s other hand.

“Mmmm mmmmphhh.” Liv hummed to her.

“What’s that? Need some air, Livvy?” Liv nodded her head again. “Are you going be stay quiet for me? Because I’ve already started and I’m not planning to stop.” Rhea lowered her hand from Liv’s mouth and gently grabbed her chin, lifting it up as she closed the space between them. She allowed a few seconds for Liv to catch her breath because she was only going to take it away again.

“I’ll stay quiet…” Liv whispered back with a low gasp as Rhea swiped at her clit a few times. “But why-“ Rhea shook her head and pushed two fingers into Liv to keep her from talking and instead choking on her words to keep from making any noise.

“Why? Because I can.” Rhea smirked again and wasted little time to find a pace to her liking that was meant to drive Liv wild. Admittedly to herself, Rhea had some pent up energy she needed to release and, well, Liv had always been at the top of her list to help with it. “And because I know how fucking much you want this. Tell me I’m wrong. Hmm?” Their foreheads were pressed together now, Rhea letting her fingers piston in and out of Liv quicker now. She could tell by the deep breaths and looks that Liv was giving that she was close, so close.

Then Rhea retracted her fingers completely. She was still in control.

Liv whimpered at the loss but was out of touch on how she should be feeling. Excited? Turned on? Scared? Weak? Lively? All of the above? Her and Rhea were bitter rivals and had a past to their past and everything. Even still, they were always connected and their paths would always cross back to one another. Maybe right now they were at war with each other, for sure. Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all to wave a white flag every once and again.

“Open.”

Rhea brought her soaked fingers up to Liv’s mouth and inserted the index in first, watching as the blonde tasted herself without giving a second thought. She had Liv right at the palm of her hand. As she pulled her finger back Rhea brought her middle finger to own mouth and slowly licked the remnants of Liv off, making sure the blonde was watching intently as she hummed at her taste.

By now, Judgement Day and the LWO had been broken up by backstage officials which left Liv and Rhea all by themselves except Liv wasn’t aware of this, leaving Rhea with the advantage still that they had to stay quiet. Rhea closed the distance between them, her hand diving back into Liv’s shorts as a teasing gesture. As their breaths hit each other, Liv showed temptation and rolled her hips against Rhea’s hand which caused the Aussie woman to chuckle silently.

“I bet it aches, huh? You want me to finish? Beg for it.”

An audible moan escaped Liv’s lips as she thrust her hips again and at this point she didn’t care who heard her. She was too caught up in the adrenaline of it all to even think about the group that she stole away from Rhea. Right now, Rhea had her right where she wanted her.

“Pleas don’t stop, Rhea. I..I want you to make me cum.” Liv whispered out in a husked tone that left a smirk upon her lips when Rhea pushed back inside of her again, fucking Liv against the wall like her life depended on it. Thirty seconds later Liv was a goner and matched her thrusts to Rhea’s as she came on her fingers. Without thinking, Liv captured Rhea’s lips for a desperate kiss to silence as much of her orgasm as she could. The kiss broke off and Rhea slowly helped Liv ride her high out for as long as possible.

“Good fucking girl.” Rhea whispered into Liv’s ear as she slowly retracted her fingers once again. The Aussie took a moment to admire the sight before her: Women’s World Champion Liv Morgan left a wet moaning mess because of her. There was nothing sexier in her eyes. “See ya around, champ.”

Rhea chuckled and exited back to her locker room while Liv slid down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. She caught her breath and her senses finally were coming back to her, smirking to herself and resting her head against the wall, having been fulfilled for the first time in a long time thanks to none other than Rhea Ripley.

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

Hey are you taking requests right now?

If yes to further that question are you taking requests for Santos Escobar

There is a criminally low amount of content for that man

●Santos Escobar x Reader●

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*Y/N's POV*

Zelina is making her way out to the ring to confront Santos about him turning on Rey and the LWO the week before. She eventually slaps him which he smirks putting his hand on his cheek. I climb out from under the ring, climb into the ring and hit her in the back of the head with a big forearm. I take my sweatshirt off, toss it to the side and look at Santos smirking. I grab Zelina by her hair, pull her up and hit her with a cradle ddt. I stand up, walk over to Santos and put my hand out for him to shake it. He smirks, grabs my face and kisses me infront of everyone revealing me as the new member of LDF and our secret relationship to the world.

[south-of-heaven]

zelina vega x reader where she meets the newest member of the judgement day and falls for her?

New member || Zelina Vega x Reader

Summary: In the midst of their feud against The LWO, The Judgement Day introduce the world to you, their new member. Zelina falls face first.

As you stood there, in the midst of the electrifying chaos that is the wrestling ring, you felt a mixture of nerves and excitement coursing through you. The Judgement Day, a faction you had admired from a distance, had chosen you as their new member, and now you found yourself thrust into the heart of their ongoing feud with the LWO.

As you made your entrance alongside your newfound family, you could feel the intensity in the air. The energy of the crowd was palpable, their cheers and boos blending into a symphony of emotions. But amidst it all, your attention was inexplicably drawn to Zelina Vega.

Zelina stood there, a fiery force to be reckoned with, her eyes locked onto yours as if in a trance. It was as if the chaos around you had faded into the background, leaving only the two of you in the spotlight. Her gaze was intense, captivating, and you couldn't tear your eyes away from hers.

As the match began and the battle unfolded, you could feel Zelina's presence even when she wasn't in the ring. It was like a magnetic pull, a connection that went beyond the rivalry between your factions. Every time your eyes met, a rush of warmth spread through you, and you couldn't help but feel a deepening bond forming between the two of you.

The match raged on, each move and counter executed with precision and skill. But amidst the adrenaline and chaos, you found your thoughts drifting to Zelina. Her determination, her passion, and the way she carried herself in the ring were all so captivating. You were drawn to her like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the pull she exerted on you.

As the final moments of the match approached, you found yourself face to face with Zelina in the ring. Your eyes locked once again, and in that fleeting moment, it was like time stood still. And then, as if by some unspoken agreement, your factions clashed in a whirlwind of chaos, bringing the match to its climactic end.

As the dust settled and the crowd's cheers echoed in the arena, you couldn't ignore the fluttering feeling in your chest. The battle may have ended, but a new journey had just begun. The Judgement Day had welcomed you into their ranks, but you couldn't deny the growing connection you felt with Zelina Vega.

Little did you know that this feud would forge not only alliances but also unexpected feelings. Zelina's intense gaze had caught you, and now, in the aftermath of the battle, you found yourself unable to escape the pull of the emotions that had ignited between you two.

[all-risejd]

I Can’t Do This Anymore

Warnings: The Judgment Day, Kinks (variety), polycule, Axiom did not approve of this, crack, plot what plot, oops, mentions of aftercare, mentions of lube, nudity, anal, awkward situations, mile-high club

1. Prelude - Axiom gets a promotion

Axiom stood stock still staring down at the piece of paper he’d been handed by a member of the Creative team. Shawn AND Hunter wanted to see him. He was either getting fired or an opportunity worth his weight in the division. They were relatively close to the Draft so maybe, maybe, he was getting a call up to Smackdown. That would be nice. He wasn’t sure how he felt about moving away from the friends he did have in NXT but he didn’t want to disappoint anyone. Frowning, he hurried to find the office in the arena. 

Hunter and Shawn were both behind the desk, the pair looked up at him as he entered. “Axiom, glad to see you!” Shawn smiled, “We have a potential career advancement for you.” 

Well, that sounded better, “We want to bring you up to RAW, potentially.” Hunter explained, “We want to start you with a trial run with The Judgment Day.” That was not what he expected, he thought for a moment that Hunter had wanted him to join LWO, which, given his whole masked persona made sense. But nope, it was the Goths. Axiom cocked his head to the side, clearly confused. Hunter chuckled, “I know you were hoping for the LWO, but we think you’d be a great fit in Judgment Day.”

Axiom cocked his head to the side before he nodded his head, “Alright, I uh, ok.” He shrugged, “When do I start?” He asked softly, still a little confused, “And do I need to change my gear?”

Shawn chuckled, “You need to go with black gear, for now, we aren't sure if you will uh, get any TV time, but for the first two weeks we just want you traveling with them.” Shawn cleared his throat as he pushed a folder toward him, “These are the latest spending accounts for The Judgment Day, we know you are good with numbers, so we’d like you to review their spending accounts, and get back to us.” Axiom nodded his head as he took the binder, and headed back out of the office, with the sinking realization that he wasn’t performing tonight. 

2. Axiom reviewing the spending of the group

His first night ‘on the job’ Hunter wanted him to review everything the Judgment Day members bought regularly. He spent a long time highlighting different purchases that he felt were… odd. Thirty-three separate handcuff purchases, nineteen Mami collars, seven industrial bottles of lube, three rather odd industrial chain purchases for seven feet in length, what amounted to seventeen mini-feast in hotel rooms across America, and several purposes from a Leather Dom Shop, that after googling had him panicking about his apparently vanilla lifestyle and sex life. He flicked his gaze upward to see that this was only a monthly total of their accounts. What the hell had he agreed to?

3. Axiom asking about handcuffs

He slid into the outside seat on the flight, and looked between Dominik at the window and Rhea in the middle. “I have counted thirty-three handcuff purchases. I’ve reviewed the footage from recent RAW and SmackDowns, and you’ve only used three sets on television, exactly where are the other thirty.”

Rhea snatched the papers, and pointed at a singular purchase, “Bolt cutters.” She said things like that explained anything. Axiom gave her a long, patient look, she continued on, “We can’t seem to keep up with the keys, so like Dom and I will be… having a night in.” He was so relieved he was wearing a mask he could feel the flush on his cheeks, “And we like to play with the cuffs, but then I… uh, we can't find the keys.” 

“So you cut them off?” Axiom asked.

Damian leaned forward from behind them, “I once had to go to a Harbor Freight in the middle of the night to pick up those bolt cutters, because Rhea had his ass up, shoulders down, hands behind his back, naked, and couldn’t find the keys.” 

4. Axiom asking about Mami collars

He had tried to get Rhea to answer his questions but the woman was infuriatingly good at ducking him, Damian and Dominik had turned out to be openly sexual with no problems, so Axiom opted to go after Finn. “Hey, Irish?” Axiom caught the man by his arm - he hadn’t had a chance to really spend that much time with him. 

“What do ya need, lad?” Finn asked, clearly in a hurry.

“I’ve been going over the reports…” He indicated to the papers in his hands, “In the last thirty days you had to purchase nineteen different collars with MAMI on them?”

Finn gave him a rude look, “Look, buddy, you are welcome here, as you know, but there are some questions you shouldn’t ask-”

“I’ve watched the RAW and SmackDowns…” Axiom started, “And I’ve counted eight possible collars-”

Finn ran a hand down his face, clearly irritated, “Look, she breaks them, ok, either in the ring, or when she and Damian are playing, he tugs on our collars.” Axiom almost asked about the our but decided that he didn’t need that information, “When the letters pop off, it’s cheaper to replace the whole thing then the letters.”

Axiom felt his face flush under his mask, as he thought about his next words, “Ok, thank you… for that, should I be on the lookout for other collar purchases?”

Finn blinked, “No, mine is leather, and Dom’s is a cute little velvet thing. We have bells on ours, not our name.” With that the man turned and stalked away, leaving Axiom awkwardly bouncing from one foot to another. He thought about texting Hunter, because this was maybe getting out of hand - he couldn’t tell if they were being honest or not about these purchases. 

5. Axiom asking about industrial bottles of lube

Hunter had asked him to hurry up with the itemized reports. It was nine in the morning, a perfectly reasonable time to be up and out of bed, he’d knocked on the door multiple times, when no one had answered, he’d opted to go down to the front desk, and based on him being the ‘manager’ of the Judgment Day (at least on paper) he got a room key for the hotel room he thought belonged to Damian.

He should have listened harder, he adjusted his mask, slid the key card into the lock, and pushed the door open - Finn’s back was the first thing he saw, sweaty and muscled, as the man on his knees bounced up and down on Damian’s lap. It took a full minute for Axiom to connect the dots - Finn was riding Damian, the sheets pooled around Finn’s hips, “Fuck.” Damian hissed, as he caught sight of Axiom, pausing his hips, and sighing.

Axiom blinked rapidly, unsure for a moment, “Hey, Damo can I grab the-” Rhea paused as she emerged completely naked from the bathroom, “-lube.” She gazed at Axiom, “Are you joining? Did you invite another boy into the bedroom without asking me?” 

“Nope.” Finn and Damian said at the same time. Rhea shrugged her shoulders, stalked across the room and grabbed one of the seven industrial bottles of lube that Axiom had meant to ask about - there were strawberries and kiwis on the front label. “What are you doing, lad?” Finn asked, curious.

“Mami, I’m colllllld.” Dominik whined from what Axiom assumed was the bathroom.

“I’m coming Dom Dom, Axiom has a question.” Dominik loudly whined, Damian made a motion with his hand indicating that Axiom should ask his question. Rhea shifted her weight, “So?”

“Uh, I don’t need to ask, I can see what you use it for.” With that he quickly retreated, slamming the door, and rushing down the hallway to his own hotel room, he tossed himself into it, locked the door, and threw himself face down on the bed, screaming - why the hell did they all have to be naked and comfortable. 

6. Axiom asking about industrial chains

For once Axiom had managed to be the passenger rider in the ‘travel’ SUV. Finn and Rhea had both flown home to visit family, so right now Axiom was riding with Damian (who was driving) and Dominik who was stretched across the backseat, playing Candy Crush on his phone. “So, you know I’ve been reviewing what you, uh, collectively have been spending money on.” 

“Right.” Damian hummed, “Find something interesting?”

The way he said it made Axiom a bit worried, was there more interesting things in their past? Should he be looking at previous month purchases? What was this man about? He cleared his throat, adjusted his mask, when it had gotten so hot in here, “There were three purchases for industrial strength chains, seven feet in length… ordered over a three week period.”

“One was for hitting my dad, but Bunny got in the way.” Dominik offered, “One was for choking Finn, right Damian?” The man behind the wheel chuckled as he agreed, “And the third one was for tying me to the hotel bed in Vegas…” He offered, unbothered. 

Axiom blinked, “Who tied you to the bed? Was it consensual? And did Finn enjoy the choking?”

“Oh, I asked for her to tie me up, I like when she’s mean.” Dominik said with a shrug.

Damian was contemplative, “Finn couldn’t really complain between my dick down his throat and the chain around his neck…” Axiom promptly slammed his head against the window and let out a painful cry. This was not information he needed, a sufficient ‘bedroom usage and ring usage’ would have been fine. Damian and Dominik were both chuckling so hard he feared for their lives. 

7. Axiom asking about late night food orders - the whole group aftercare

There is no safe time - Axiom has decided - to talk to these sex crazed goths about anything, except on the flights. Even that has to be timed properly, because they disappear in odd intervals in pairs to the bathroom, and Axiom is fairly sure they have so many mile-high club points they could fly for free. Heathens. 

The four were mercifully tired out, so he sprung the next question, leaping half over the first class seats - “What is all the room service for, I just don’t understand!” He demanded. “Seventeen late night feast? You ordered everything, everything, off the menu in seventeen different hotels, at like three in the morning.”

“Aftercare.” Rhea offered, popping a cookie into her mouth - where had she gotten those?

“Aftercare.” He repeated, “Care to elaborate?”

Damian grinned, the grin that turned Axiom’s stomach, “Well after I fuck these three I need a steak and shrimp and a shit ton of fruit. I like whiskey, too, and sometimes some wine. Finn likes to get something hearty like soup, to get his energy back, Dominik is a chocolate fiend, and needs all the desserts, and Rhea likes all the salads and steals my fruits.”

Axiom blinked, “I’m sorry, could you run that back by me again, when you… seventeen nights in the last month you fucked all three of you're stable mates?” He felt his face heating up under his mask.

“Yeah, sometimes we do marathon sex.” Dominik popped a cookie in his mouth and shrugged.

“Marathon.. The other thirteen to fourteen nights what… do you sleep?” Axiom regretted the question as he asked it.

“We rotate.” Damian offered, “Every night I’m not keeping them up all hours of the night, we trade off by drawing our names out of a hat.” 

“A… hat.” Axiom slid back into his seat, his mind trying not to crack open like an egg. It wasn’t safe, he decided, to ask them questions whatsoever. Maybe he should just stop asking, wait for his week to be up, then go back to NXT, that seemed safer - he wasn’t sure if he wanted Damian’s attention on him or his body, the older man had turned to size him up with a crooked smile. “Interesting.” 

8. Axiom walking out of the bathroom only to find a stack of leather clothing, clearly just ordered

It was his last night, thankfully, thankfully, with the group. He had planned to tell Hunter and Shawn that he just couldn’t. He had locked his door, and had considered putting the desk against it - all four of the Judgment Day stable had increased their over the top flirting and touching of him since the discussion of late night orders, he knew for a fact there had been a feast the night before. He wrapped the towel around his waist, made sure his mask was in place - just in case, you could never be too sure - then he stepped out of his bathroom.

Neatly on his bed, wrapped in purple paper with a huge black bow was a gift box. He scanned the room and saw no one, his door was still shut, the curtains still pulled. He made sure the towel was properly around his waist, as he moved closer to the bed. A cute little note was on top:

Axiom, we are so glad you have decided to join us, as a thank you we got you some new duds, and your official scroll with your name on it to be added to our hat rotation, XOXO - TJD.

He dropped the note, letting out a deep shriek, “Noooo.” He wasn’t going to open it, he paced his room, but his curiosity got the best of him. With shaking hands he opened the top, inside was a new gear set which was admittedly nice, below that however, was a leather thong of sorts, with tassels hanging off of it, and additional leather straps, that seemed to do some sort of crossbody design. Under that was a collar with AXIOM embossed on the top, he wasn’t sure what noises he made, but he knew he prayed harder than he’d ever prayed in his life, he packed everything back up in the box, put the letter back, and hurried into his street clothes. He packed up quickly, and headed to check out before the others could miss him.

9. Axiom is done

“I appreciate you thinking about me for RAW or Smackdown, but I can’t do this anymore.” Axiom slammed his fist down on Hunter’s desk, “I can’t stand the thought of seeing one more naked body part, I don’t want to know what they purchase or why, and I don’t want to have to bleach my brian at least once a day to get over the fact that one of them has either overshared or announced a kink that I just can not…” Axiom slammed a bunch of papers down on the table, “They enjoy a strange life and I can’t…”

Hunter gazed down at the papers, “Damnit, I thought you’d like it, now I’m going to have to try JD…” 

Axiom twitched, “How many have you tried to put in the fifth position with the Judgment Day?”

“Oh you're number eleven…” Hunter sighed, “Seriously, I asked them to tone down the sex…”

Axiom opened his mouth, then promptly changed his mind. “I’m going back to NXT, at least I know what to expect in the Hellspace that is our parking lot…” He trailed off, as he slowly backed out of the door, bothered. 

10. Bonus

“Do you think Hunter is going to stop trying, now?” Dom asked, as he cuddled into bed with Rhea, Damian and Finn - the four were watching Lady and the Tramp in matching pajamas, under their black comforter, in the shared hotel room. Rhea had the popcorn balanced on her lap, while Damian was holding Dominik’s cup of milk.

“I’m sure if he tries it again, we can just get rid of them, like we did the last dozen.” Damian promised, as he chuckled. Finn hummed his agreement, “Think of how upset that poor boy would have been to know that we really order room service every night, just we use our own money half the time.”

[solarsonicsoda]

The Road to... Wrestlemania XL

Part 4: Sami Zayn vs. Gunther, LWO vs. Escobar & Dominik, 6-Way Tag Team Ladder Match, & Damage CTRL vs. Belair, Naomi, & Cargill

On top of the three I have already mentioned, there are four other matches on Wrestlemania XL Saturday!

We have Damage CTRL, who have been running roughshod over the Smackdown Women's Division for the better part of the year. We'll get to the crown jewel of that faction tomorrow, but their three other members are in action on Saturday. The Women's Tag Team Champions, The Kabuki Warriors (Kairi Sane & Asuka), and Dakota Kai are representing the unit as they take on a trio of popular women's stars.

There's the returning Naomi, who rejoined the WWE in January, and is keen to show-up the unruly faction. There's also Bianca Belair, a multi-time women's champion who has been frequently undone by Damage CTRL. Completing their team is the debuting Jade Cargill. She has wrestled just one WWE match, that being the 2024 Royal Rumble where she made an immediate impression. She's joined Naomi & Belair in their fight against Damage CTRL, so the stage is set for Wrestlemania.

There's also a big 6-team ladder match for both the Raw Tag Team Championships and the Smackdown Tag Team Championships! The Judgment Day have been on top of the tag team division, holding both titles for almost the entirety of the last 9 months. This will prove a challenge for the dark and dominant team of Damien Priest and Finn Balor...

There's the 11-time champions The New Day, Kofi Kingston & Xavier Woods. The happy-go-lucky team are always favourites to win a big match, having been some of the strongest champions in recent years. The team of #DIY are also in the match. Johnny Gargano & Tommaso Ciampa have had their ups and downs, but when they're on the same page like they are now they're one of the best teams out there. You can never count out the team of Awesome Truth though, The Miz & R-Truth. The cocky and opinionated Miz will do anything to win, and Truth is entirely unpredictable, whether he means to be or not! He may have extra motivation too, having thought he was in The Judgment Day despite their dislike for him, leading to them feuding with the rapping wrestler.

Smackdown has some hot tag teams also in contention too though! There's the New Catch Republic, the former British Strong Style team of Tyler Bate & Pete Dunne. They challenged for the titles at Elimination Chamber in a losing effort, but these awesome young wrestlers are some of the best in the world and they'll want to get the belts on the second attempt. Lastly, there's also A-Town Down Under, Austin Theory & Grayson Waller. This mouthy and underhanded pair will be keen to win here and laud this accomplishment over the rest of the roster. Who will claim each set of titles in this chaotic matchup?

Speaking of tag teams, we have a tag team matchup between the Latino World Order and the team of Santos Escobar & Dominik Mysterio. When Rey Mysterio revived the LWO name, Santos Escobar was honoured to be a part of such a legendary faction. However, he grew frustrated with the Hall of Famer, and he would shockingly and brutally turn his back on Mysterio with a vicious beatdown. He would bring back his faction Legado del Fantasma with new members Angel Garza and Humberto Carillo, and they have been at loggerheads with the remaining LWO for months. However, when Mysterio & Escobar finally went head-to-head, the masked man's son Dominik, who had long-since distanced himself from his father, helped Escobar cheat a win.

A year after Rey defeated his son at Wrestlemania, a tag match was set up with Santos & Dominik against Rey and the newest member of the LWO, Dragon Lee. Despite the faction containing the tag team of Joaquin Wilde & Cruz Del Toro, plus legend Carlito, already in their ranks, Mysterio reached out to his fellow masked man for assistance. Carlito would find Lee injured on Friday Night Smackdown though, and a change had to be made. But in a surprise, Andrade El Idolo, a former rival of Mysterio's, showed up to assist the LWO against Legado del Fantasma and The Judgment Day's Dominik. Andrade would join LWO and be the man to tag with Rey at Wrestlemania.

Will it be the nefarious team of Santos Escobar & Dominik Mysterio?

Or will the veteran Rey Mysterio and his ally Andrade El Idolo come out on top?

And of course, there's the big match for the Intercontinental Championship. Gunther, the big man from Austria, has held the title for a record-breaking 665 days. However, if there's anyone who can defy the odds, it's Sami Zayn. Zayn has gone through a lot in recent years: joining The Bloodline, breaking out of The Bloodline, winning the tag team titles in the main event of Wrestlemania 39 Saturday. He has yet to taste singles gold since he became a fan favourite again, and he is struggling to wear his heart on his sleeve once again to defeat the champion. He was able to win a gauntlet match to earn the opportunity though, despite his previous doubts of how he gets onto the card, and has been working with one of Gunther's biggest rivals throughout his reign, Chad Gable. The former Olympian has been training Zayn on all his experience with Gunther, but only time will tell if he can defeat the leader of Imperium, Gunther.

That's all for Wrestlemania XL Saturday! You can also check out WWE's compilation videos for the ladder match, Rey & Andrade vs. Dom & Santos and Zayn vs. Gunther!

[omegawhiskers]

Smackdown 10/11/23

Heel City

Tonight's Smackdown was a night for the heels.

Kevin Owen's joins the commentary team as he fills in for Corey Graves. Owen's was easily one of the highlights to this show. The stipulation for Owen's to be on commentary is that he can't put his hands on anyone, or else he will be suspended. Yup, Owens will be getting suspended.

LWO came out to the ring. Rey Mysterio recaps the loss to Logan Paul due to the brass knucks. Carlito struts on out and tells Rey that he should blame Santos Escobar because he left the knucks on the side of the side for Paul to use. Escobar leaves due to this false accusation.

Carlito stayed in the ring to wrestle Bobby Lashley. This wasn’t a good match. The focus was on B-Fab backstage watching the show and on Escobar coming back to assist Cruz Del Toro and Joaquin Wilde who were getting a beating from The Street Profits. Bobby eventually picked up the win, but Carlito got the post match beating. Escobar stood and watched like a real asshole. Rey came to help, but Escobar claimed that Carlito is not family. This leads to a Escobar going full heel as he and Rey got physical. Escobar crushed Rey's leg between the stairs and ring post. Somewhere Dom is smiling. This segment went on a little too long, but it gets Rey into a new storyline.

Our second main story for the night begins when Bayley comes out and demands an explanation as to why Kairi Sane got involved at Crown Jewel. Bayley's concern is that the last time Kairi was on TV, Bayley gave her a backstage beating. Damage CTRL, with Kairi, come out and they explain they're now stronger with Sane, and thanks to her, Iyo Sky retained the the title. Kairi tries to relieve Bayley's concern as she tells her she respects Bayley. A group hug is initiated, but Bayley is not into it. Despite her refusal, they all hug.

Before Damage CTRL can bask in the power of being a team, Charlotte, Bianca Belair and Asuka arrive to form an alliance against Damage CTRL. A graphic pops up that states tonight will be a 6-Woman Tag Team Match. How was this match announced so fast? This was as bizarre as MJF sending his Facetime conversation with Adam Cole from his phone to the TV monitor in a split second.

Time for a good match as Dragon Lee and Cedric Alexander showcased how much chemistry they have in the ring together. There was an insane spot where Lee was flung overhead and hit the turnbuckle. I replayed that spot like five times. Match of the night.

While I’m not a LA Knight fan, I think this was one of his better segments I’ve seen him in. He basically called Grayson Waller a paedophile which I found quite humorous. Knight is not done with his hunt for the WWE Universal Championship...

The Waller/Knight match was average at best with Knight taking the win. Post match, Kevin Owens would end up attacking Austin Theory and Waller after they tossed an empty bottle of water at Kevin Patrick, and no one disrespects Kevin Patrick. Owens is now off commentary.

The main event wasn't really anything match wise as it was there to set-up Askua joining Damage CTRL. Shotzi did come out to help, but Damage CTRL put the beat down on her as well. I'm guessing this is building to a Woman's WarGames match.

This episode was good, but it was missing some star power. The Bloodline, Logan Paul and John Cena were off the show, with a quick and pointless appearance from from Jimmy Uso backstage. I'm not sure who teams up with Charlotte, Shotzi and Bianca or who the last member for Damage CTRL will be for WarGames. The Smackdown Woman's roster is a bit thin.

[wweassets]

You know; I get why people are mad at judgement day winning the tag titles again. But TBH I’m not because Cody and Jey never really should have won them. But the bigger issues are: 1. The absolute over saturation of judgement day. It’s just bloodline 2.0. Taking up so much time. Minor descention almost every week. Adding a new member to keep things fresh (JD mcdontgoogleme). And eventually they’re going to split and prolong it all more. 2. Jimmy getting involved causing them to loose. Jimmy and Jey NEVER should have split AGAIN with Jimmy going to the bloodline. Because it’s the fucking usos. So we’ll EVENTUALLY GET THEM BACK TOGETHER. So they just should have stayed together. Instead of breaking up. Getting together. And breaking up AGAIN. It was the perfect storyline. Have the usos feud with solo and Roman a little longer until solo eventually leaves. And then Roman is backed into a corner and struggles to keep the title until he dropped it. It feels like it’s a long story for the sake of being long. Soon we’re going to get another secret twin. Or someone coming to life like a soap opera, just for the theatrics and shock value. 3. SPLIT. THE. FUCKING. TAG. TITLES!!!!!! The amount of talent in the division wasted because of this feud is crazy. Imperium, DIY, street profits, alpha academy, new day, Viking raiders (before injury), Indus shur, theory and Waller if they want, LWO, brawling brutes, pretty deadly, gallows and Anderson. That’s 12 teams doing nothing FOR YEARS because of the mess of the tag division and I’m SICK!!! Split the fucking titles right NOW!!!!

we need the tag titles separated sooo bad like why are they still one 😭

[wrestlefesthq]

congratulations on the 5 months! you hardly ever see a group that last this long in the tags now a days. it looks like you have a great crew here! what's your most wanted? and how many can we start with? sorry if you get asked this a lot! i wanna try to get back into rp again.

aw, thank you for this ! we do have a great group of writers here and all the muns here are so friendly ! you can bring in as many as you want ! we have no limit here.

and our most wanted? i'd say--

ladies: naomi, jade cargil, bianca belair, renee paquette, willow nightingale, allie katch, brandi rhodes, myla grace, lash legend, iyo sky, auska, thekla, vipress, lola vice, carmella, charli evans, thunder rosa, kamile, tegan nox, thea hail, wren sinclair, shotzi, xia brookside, maya world, b3cca, ruby soho, queen aminata, hikaru shida, marina shafir, killer kelly, lita, maryse, barbie blank, nikki cross, ivy nile, b-fab, candice lerae, indi hartwell, detla, jaida parker, carlee bright, kendal grey, mckenzie mitchell, red velet, riho, arkady aura.

males: jimmy uso, solo sikoa, jacob fatu,tama tonga, tonga loa, kevin owens, sami zayn, eddie kingston, alex coughlin, brody king, danhausen, chuck taylor, trent beretta, baron corbin, konosuke takeshita, the blade, the butcher, max caster, adam copeland, cash wheeler, dax harwood, bo dallas, joe gacy, dexter lumis, isiah kassidy, marq quen, mark davis, jeff cobb, matt hardy, jeff hardy, effy, corey graves, triple h, bryan keith, big bill, don callis, mike bennett, matt taven, roderick strong, kyle o'reilly, bobby fish, pac, billy gunn, shane taylor, lee moriarty, lee johnson, wes lee, katsuyori shitbata, justin roberts, lance archer, powerhouse hobbs, any member from dark order and LWO, samoa joe, sheamus, kazuchika okada, el phanstasmo, zack sabre jr, lio rush, robbie eagles.

[madhatterbri]

Together Again | F.B.

Summary: Can I make a request for a Finn Balor x Mysterio reader fic? Reader is Dom's older sister, a member of the LWO, and Finn's ex lover. After it was discovered that Finn and the reader were secretly dating each other, she was moved over to Smackdown in order to keep her apart from him. However, she makes a surprise return to Raw a few weeks later and attacks Liv and warns her to leave her brother alone. Reader tries to keep her distance from Finn, but they eventually reunite in an emotional way.

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Taglist: @plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps @mrsarcherofinfamy

"Come on, no one will catch us," she giggled and pulled Finn's wrist so he would come closer. He rolled his eyes yet followed her. Trapped between Finn and the elevator wall, she wrapped her arms around his neck. His lips locked on hers. An innocent kiss turned into a full make-out session.

He wrapped one of her legs around his waist. "Careful, darling, I'll jam this elevator and take you right here, right now,"

"That won't be happening,"

It wasn't until she heard her father, Rey Mysterio, talking to them that they realized the elevator had already stopped at another floor. Dominik tried his hardest to keep from rolling on the floor laughing. Always the perfect princess, he never thought he'd see the day that his sister would get busted.

Her hall of famer dad successfully advocated for her to be moved from RAW to Smackdown. He wanted her to work on her career before being with some other wrestler. Y/N and Finn ended up breaking up. She resented her dad for getting involved in her dating life.

A few weeks later, Y/N started making appearances on RAW. Liv Morgan wouldn't leave her family and friends alone. The attacks back and forth on each other were brutal, but they didn't go unnoticed. Her dad spoke to Adam Pearce, and they came to an agreement.

A stipulation match between Liv and Y/N to settle things once and for all. A victory by Y/N meant Liv must leave Dom and Judgment Day alone. A victory by Liv meant she was an honorary member in Judgment Day. The stakes were high, and the match was vicious. In the end, Liv agreed to leave her little brother and friends alone.

Liv was about to attack Y/N from behind when Rhea's entrance theme music played through the arena. Liv ran towards the other side of the arena. Y/N used the distraction to roll out of the ring. Her right arm was pulled close to her body.

Rey helped his daughter backstage. From the corner of her eye, she saw Finn. His eyes filled with worry. Despite being back on RAW, they still kept their distance. Rey was always watching over her.

Her dad drove her to the hospital. The x-rays confirmed a broken arm while another test proved she had a concussion. The doctors ordered that Y/N stay overnight for testing.

"Finn is asking if he can come see me," Y/N mentioned.

Her dad tensed. "I don't think that's a good idea,"

"Why not? Dad, I love him, and I'm pretty sure he still loves me," she argued.

"You are still young," he scoffed. "You don't know what you want,"

"Dom is already married. You mean he knows what he wants, but I'm too stupid?" Y/N asked.

"That's not what I meant at all. Don't put words in my mouth," he answered.

"Then what is it? I'm your daughter, so Dom can do whatever he wants, but I'll die alone?"

The room fell silent. Her dad was thinking of the next words to say. Rey didn't want to lose her, but this behavior wouldn't get her to stay. "You are just still my little girl in my eyes. My first born. When I held you in my arms, I felt a love I didn't know existed. When I saw you with him, I just went crazy,"

"Dad," she sighed. Her dad was always more on the emotional side. Guilt started to eat at her.

"You've had other boyfriends, but I have seen the way he looks at you. He loves you. This is serious," he pointed out. "I'm sorry for keeping you two apart. Invite him over. I won't stop your relationship any further,"

Finn showed up twenty minutes later. He stopped at the door when he saw Rey. His eyes darted to Y/N in fear. He didn't want to cause any drama.

"It's fine, Finn," she smiled briefly. "He gives us his blessing,"

Rey stood up from his chair. He looked up at Finn. "You take care of my little girl, or I'll take care of you,"

Finn nodded profusely. Rey walked to his daughter and gave her a hug and kiss. He wished her well. The proud father shot Finn one last glare before leaving.

"Well, that was something," Finn chuckled nervously.

Y/N giggled. "I thought he was going to 619 you out of the window,"

Finn smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. He grabbed her good arm and kissed the top of her hand. "You almost look like a real wrestler now,"

"Stick around, and I can teach you a thing or two," Y/N teased.

"Mmm, one of us has a championship belt and no injuries," Finn pointed out and tapped her nose.

"I missed you," Y/N giggled. Finn told her he missed her as well. Her ex leaned in and kissed her.

"Be my girlfriend again. You are all I think about," he confessed. She smiled and nodded. "Great, now move over. You aren't the only one who wrestled tonight. I'm tired too,"

The night was spent with them cuddling in the hospital bed. Her head rested on his chest and shoulder. He drew lines with his finger on her back and arm. Everything felt like it had fallen back into place.

[thef1nalb0ss]

Faction Rankings: Week of July 31, 2023- August 6, 2023

10. The O.C.

Karl and Luke were in the middle of a tag team match against Ridge and Butch that spawned as a result of a ringside interaction during Sheamus and LA's match, as the battle royal participants gathered to watch and AJ didn't come alone. That match never finished though, because they were attacked by The Street Profits, who seem to now be with Bobby Lashley. AJ, on the other hand, has a match with Kross this week, and they targeted each other for much of their time in the battle royal. AJ eliminated Kross, and Kross did the same to AJ, causing him to be eliminated even while he was eliminated himself.

9. Diamond Mine

The Creeds are on a vacation...maybe. That totally wasn't a green screen. Anyway, Schism had there interrogation, and after unmasking a couple without finding them and also unmasking Jiro, The Dyad went to unmask who they thought was The Creeds...but they weren't. Instead, The Creeds showed up on the tron to insist they've been on vacation this whole time. Joe ordered every Schism member to find them, although I'm not sure you can bring them back to NXT or anything. This wasn't even the only "Loser leaves NXT" match to have its stipulation broken last week, but I'll get to that later.

8. The Judgement Day

It's been a while since they've been this low on the ranking. Damian and Dom went against Seth and Sami on Monday and lost, and the next day on NXT Dom was challenged by Dragon Lee for the North American Championship, with Rey in Dragon's corner. Finn also once again failed to defeat Seth, even with some attempted help from The Judgement Day. With the look Damian gave Finn after he lost, I'm expecting Finn's place in The Judgement Day to be questioned in the near future.

7. Alpha Academy

Maxxine had her first singles match against Valhalla, where she picked up the win. Chad also had a match with Gunther, where, at first, it was only a five-minute match since Gunther said he could defeat Chad in less than five minutes. He didn't, but he demanded the match go on, and Gunther did end up picking the win then. Chad and Otis also competed in the battle royal, although neither of them won.

6. Meta-Four

So Noam pinned the champion. Sure, it took outside interference and a miscommunication between he and Oro's opponents Wes and Melo, but he still pinned the champion. Of course, Noam is also going around saying he's the Hertiage Cup Champion, and since he's saying he's the champion, he's getting challengers. Tyler returned from a few weeks break and challenged Noam to a Hertiage Cup match, and the match was made official for this week.

5. The Bloodline

Well, Roman retained...but everything else is kind of a mess. Solo still seems unsure about where he lies, seemingly questioning Roman's orders more and more every week. Solo also had only his second pinfall loss on the main roster on Smackdown, when Jey defeated him. Roman likely wouldn't have retained if Jimmy hadn't interfered, but it's unclear whether he was there to help Roman or hurt Jey (or both?).

4. LWO

Rey announced he'll be at NXT this week to be in Dragon Lee's corner for his North American Title match against Dom, and Santos also returned to NXT to team with Tony and Stacks in a win against Gallus. Zelina also won a match against Iyo on Friday, and Santos has his eyes set on his United States Title match this week, especially after he eliminated Austin in the battle royal.

3. The Street Profits and Bobby Lashley

We have a new faction. After talking backstage for a few weeks, The Street Profits and Bobby made their team official. The Street Profits attacked Butch during a match between The O.C. and The Brawling Brutes, and then proceeded to attack The O.C. and Ridge too. As they went to the entrance after the attack, Bobby joined them, confirming that the three of them are now a group.

2. Imperium

Kaiser proved himself by defeating Matt on Monday, and it seems like Vinci will have to prove himself as well. It won't be in the battle royal, though, as they were both eliminated. Gunther did much better at Summerslam, retaining the Intercontinental Championship against Drew. It's just over a month until Gunther becomes the longest-reigning Intercontinental Champion ever.

1. Damage CTRL

Iyo Sky is the new WWE Women's Champion after cashing-in on Bianca Belair after the triple threat at Summerslam. Despite a loss the night before and Bayley still dealing with Shotzi, Iyo left Summerslam as a champion. Dakota was there to celebrate, but made it clear during the press conference that it'll still be a while before she can return to in-ring action.

Damage CTRL debuted at Summerslam 2022, and at Summerslam 2023, Iyo Sky walked out as the WWE Women's Champion, with both Bayley and Dakota by her side.

[kumarseo]

Present WWE Famous person responds to a fan attraction to vastly exchange his look after SmackDown

After this night’s WWE SmackDown, LWO member Santos Escobar responded to a fan request that he must put on his former masks once more now that he has joined forces with mythical luchador Rey Mysterio. Santos Escobar debuted in NXT as El Hijo del Fantasma within the NXT Cruiserweight Identify festival. For a time, the 39-year-old all the time honoured his Mexican roots with Lucha Libre…

[stories4africa]

Second Chances at Being…

Dear clock of life

Wait! Please stop for a second. This is not the life I wanted. I see it now. It’s all so clear now. Please quickly go back. Back for a few years, that’s all I’m asking. It’s not too much, right?

What a letter right? If only it was that easy.

Welcome everyone to the LWOS platform. If you’ve viewed any of my social media pages, you’ll know that I am currently surrounded by kids at home. First, it was at my brother’s place and now it’s at my home in Gqebenya. Although I was kicking and screaming at first when the announcement was made that we all had to vacate res and go home, I am now looking at this as a blessing. Maybe the clock has ears after all. I am writing this to tell that I have been given a second chance at a lot of things that I was ready to put on hold. Yes, as messed up as it may sound I was ready to freeze some areas of my life and some people for a couple of years — all for my sanity in my defence — but that’s a story for another day.

So what’s this second chance all about? Well, I had another ‘lightbulb moment’ hey. If you do not get it, let’s quickly backtrack a bit. You can check out my previous ‘lightbulb moment’ in the post titled:

Lightbulb moments during the lockdown: Unlocking the past

Cool beans, so let’s get back to my current topic.

Having all these children around me has opened my eyes to a lot of things, but most importantly they have managed to break down some hard stone walls built around my heart. A special thank you must go to Lucendo Hala (6) and Ziva Kasolo (4), my wonderful nieces, for working wonders within me. Come on Vee, get to it already, what wonders have they worked?

Simply put, these two girls have reminded me how to BE. Yes, how to unapologetically be. They have revived the child in me. Not childishness, but the pure child-like nature. Both of them are outspoken, energetic and fun individuals who freely dance, sing or tell stories to entertain themselves. Trust me, these two can play alone for a good hour and not be bothered by the absence of their siblings or friends. I sometimes listen to their stories or questions they ask and admire the unboxed imagination they have. Apart from that, these two freely give so much love and light up the rooms they are in.

Ziva, in particular, has forced me to deal with some personal monsters through her touch. She is one of the most affectionate little girls I know who just loves to hug and affirm her love. Touch. Well, that is one of the areas I have struggled with from childhood. At one point, I used to joke and say that deep down, I am one of the most affectionate people you’ll find, however, I was reserving all of that touching for marriage and stuff. Truth be told though, it was all an excuse. You do not need marriage to be affectionate, because you can be affectionate with family members and friends. So why couldn’t I be affectionate with them then?

To be honest, I was fighting myself on this. I wanted to love and be affectionate, but earlier on in my life, I worked hard not to show emotion. I felt I needed to be strong. There was a rough patch in our family at some point and being like this made sense at the time, at least to me.

Being strong was a survival tactic I adopted. As a child, I made vows like “I will never cry or break down in front of anyone” or “No one will ever see me hurting. I will fix it alone.” Such meant that I always had this strong-person mask on. With time, it shifted from just being a mask and turned into a wall. A solid brick wall around my heart.

Somehow being strong quickly translated to showing little affection, especially through touch. I did not enjoy hugging people, although I did it. Some times my body would become tense. Thankfully though, meeting God at a young age greatly helped with this Through Jesus, daily I learnt how to be more receptive of love. Spending time with my brother’s family also helped. But then I went to high school and boarding school, where I could be on my own. From there came university, where once again I could be on my own for long stretches at a time. So once again, the brick wall was rising. Believe me, I love people, but I sometimes struggle with expressing myself, especially through touch.

So with Ziva constantly coming to my room during this lockdown to hug me with a wide smile on her face, something is breaking. One brick at a time, the wall is coming down. With her “Momvo can I sleep in your room?” something is being renewed. When I look into her eyes and see the love that shines through them, something in me is coming back to life. It’s all calling out to a deep longing in me that I buried with a lot of bricks.

“Unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven” Matthew 18:3

Guess what? The transformation is happening right here and right now. Through the little ones around me, I am being given a second chance to be that child again. Yes, the child-like nature is being restored. I am being God’s child again. I am dancing, singing, dreaming and trusting again. Sure, the clock of life has not taken me back to 1998 or 2000, but what’s happening right now is close enough. The final story before I go is one of my father. The clock has answered him too.

This week Altas (my nephew) was being naughty so my dad gave him a hiding. And man did the boy cry, but after some time my dad picked him up again, wiped his tears, hugged him and told him how much he loves him and how the two of them are close and get each other. To someone else, this might not be a surprise, but for a person who grew up with the same man as a hardcore man, who never willingly hugged me or told me he loves me and was physically abusive towards my mother at a point, this is a different story.

Don’t get me wrong, I know my dad loves me. We are pretty close now, but watching him with his grandkids is like watching a movie tilted second chances. It’s like he got a mirror showing him his faults and the things he missed out on as a parent and is now working hard not to repeat those mistakes.

I don’t know what life is like for you but I want you to remember that “For all the living there is hope.” Ecclesiastes 9:4

So, live my sister or brother. Love, laugh, cry, forgive and pursue all your dreams. Believe in the goodness of life again.

I am Nomvo Faith Kasolo, but you can also call me Vee and this is my story.

This is one of my favourite pictures with Ziva (right) and Altas (left) and my dad.

[consequencesofargentdawn]

Ardent Meltdown

A thank you to this contributor for sharing some more insights into the mentality of the average a ACU/PCU leader having a temper tantrum against his own former guild members before he decided to rip part of the guild off and storm off to make his own PCU loyalist guild.

As previously covered Vitsaus of the Ardent Pursuit, formerly of the Light Watch Order, allowed the ACU to bully their way into spaces, make other players feel uncomfortable then attempted to do their tried and tested "forced consequences" upon those that didn't agree with them, which involved blatant attempts to force a player to let their character be killed and then shaming said players and continual harassing of them when they did not respond to "/e lol kills badrp".

As you can all see here dear readers, Vitsaus went into a state of mass 4chan-tier hysteria, letting the "stoic" "witty" and "cool" ACU mask drop. The issue however is for the ACU it's never "Just RPing" It never has been "Just RPing" and has demonstrably been shown. Their entire organisation was made as a vanity project by an authoritarian loving pervert who wanted to control all aspects of RP that people did. The ACU have never been civil to people who disagree with them, they have bullied, harassed, used homophobic, transphobic and racist slurs without recourse from their higher ups (many of which actively support said sentiments). We can agree the rank and file members may be completely ignorant to the bad behavior of their officers but ignorance does not excuse such things. Perhaps Vitsaus, you should step outside, touch some grass and consider why the ACU is not the all perfect utopia you all like to parrot and see it for its flawed nature that promotes elitism, exclusionary, discriminatory practices and operates on cult like mentalities.

This all came about because LWO did not want to associate with the ACU, which all players are freely allowed to do. Perroy (though less so these days) and his cabal love to tout that "you don't pay my sub, i can do what i want", the same applies to other players as well. The ACU do not pay for these players subscriptions and thus have no control over what they want to do or don't want to do. Besides that the ACU have no qualms aligning with those who further their goals and casually discard them when no longer useful.

As the contributor rightfully states, paranoia rules in these fascist-minded circles. CoAD has been providing for a number of years now the information that the likes of the ACU and other authoritarian loving groups would love to hide away and not have brought to the front and exposed to the greater community. The people of our server should not be mocked or harassed for seeking out information from all sources and then make an educated decision whether or not they wish to associate themselves and their with the ACU. "Something Perroy said five years ago." As Vitsaus repeats like an obedient cockatiel is a complete dismissal and nullification of the genuine harm and distress the ACU and its member guilds have done to players over the years. Only once they acknowledge that they are just as flawed as any group or individual they attack and harass can they move forward from this.

And for all his posturing, Vitsaus' attempt to create an ACU brand guild out of the Argent Crusade niche of RP has completely failed. Like the majority of fringe ACU guilds, most have fallen into dormancy or outright collapsed in recent months. Project Odin has found that they can hardly scrape twenty members up on their best of days, mostly from the Grim Gest and Highblood Myrmidons on Horde and Stormwind City Sentry on Alliance. Perhaps it would be best in the long term now to just drop the whole elitist, cult like tag on your guilds and loosely associate rather than maintaining purity tests that strangle your diminishing playerbase.

Finally our contributor asks regarding the ACU's move to Final Fantasy XIV. From what our sources have told us they are entirely divided across several regions, making a unified attempt to controlling roleplay there being impossible. Not to mention the standard RP for this game is not the sort they would engage in anyway. That said if any good readers have information about these members floating around there, that would be appreciated. None of our team members currently play the game - so unlike the situation with Elder Scrolls Online, we can only function on a second hand basis.