#damian preist headcanons

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon: first kisses

a/n: @witcherfromwallachia​ has spoiled me nonstop with TSW one-shots so this is for her and for being an icon. 

mentions: SFW, cute as shit, poly!judgement day, fem!reader

taglist: @thesithdiaries @cassiesgreta @roseheartsworld @theworldofotps @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites @obl1vionblackhart @emogoblin-666 @hereliespumpkin @embertargaryen @neptune-lover @bunnysmyname @i-have-issues-lol @ares-athena @thatonepansexual2000 @witcherfromwallachia @infamousvampcx @christinabae 

finn:

he wasn’t the easiest member to open up at first. finn has a tough exterior, one that isn’t the easiest shell to crack. it wasn’t his fault though; it was no secret finn has his own inner demons that he battled on a regular basis, and he was known to be tough on those he worked with. but he did it because he cared, not because he meant harm. 

her first kiss with finn, even though their relationship had its ups and downs in the beginning, was genuinely sweet. the two were working together in the practice ring at the performance center, finn teaching y/n new drills and rope work that would only take her to the next level in the ring. after awhile they’d found themselves sitting in the ring to take a break, sharing some snacks as finn told corny jokes that make y/n giggle more than she had in a long time. 

y/n blushed though, noticing finn looking at her with a small smirk. “like what you see?” she teased and ran a hand through her sweaty hair. the two were sat pretty close together, their knees practically touching. 

finn’s hands were gently rubbing y/n’s thigh to bring relief to the soreness she’d complained about earlier in their workout. “most definitely.” he smiled softly, his beautiful eyes looking right back into hers. “i just...you’re gonna think i’m being cheesy.”

she playfully rolled her eyes and took another sip from her water bottle. “spit it out, you goof. can’t be any more cheesy than those jokes you were just telling me.”

he smirked and looked down at his own lap when his cheeks flushed red. finn opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, but hesitation ran through his body and prevented anything from coming out. in exchange for his words, finn leaned forward and pressed his lips to y/n’s in the most gentle kiss he could muster, but still one that was passionate enough to show her the way he felt about her. 

y/n was shocked at first because she wasn’t expecting it. but it only took a split second for her to relax into the feeling of his lips. she reciprocated the kiss, and the blush across her cheeks matched finn’s at this point. by the time he pulled away, they also both had matching smirks on their face. “i just can’t stop thinking about you.” finn whispered softly. 

she giggled in return and reached for his hand. “it’s nice to know i live in your mind rent free, prince.”

rhea:

rhea was much more open with her affection once y/n got involved with the judgement day. the aussie was always fairly clear about the way she felt about people, especially when she was attracted to them. from the time y/n was even scouted by the group, rhea was often handsy and would flirt with her. 

but now, as a bonafide member of the judgement day, rhea’s affection shifted; hungry desire was now replaced with gentleness, a side that the eradicator didn’t always show to those outside of the group. y/n also learned a lot about who rhea was outside of the ring and what she was interested in, such as her fondness of video games when she was able to have some alone time. rhea may not have always known what she was doing when she played, but it didn’t stop her. 

with y/n being fully moved into the judgement day home, she found herself slowly acclimating to the routines of her stablemates. this included joining rhea for her video games, and eventually even playing with her rather than just watching her girl. the two sat cuddled under a blanket together, competing in a round of mario kart where the two were right on each other’s heels the entire time. 

“get away from me!” y/n laughed, sitting comfortably in first place while rhea was getting closer and closer to her. rhea laughed as her car kept bumping into y/n’s in order to distract her and try to get a leg up, but nothing was working. 

“don’t be a sore loser!” rhea laughed as well, giving it one more go and trying to throw a turtle shell at y/n’s car which she artfully avoided to finish the race in first. y/n cheered and clapped her hands, continuing to laugh as rhea wrapped her arms around her to tackle her to the couch. 

y/n couldn’t help but squeal as rhea held her close. “i can’t even try to stay mad at you, even when you cheat.” rhea smirked, looking down at y/n. 

“i didn’t even cheat! you’re just mad that i’m better than you.” y/n giggled one more time, catching her breath as she and rhea made eye contact. before either of them really registered what they were doing, both girls leaned in towards one another and locked lips in one of the more gentle kisses they’d exchanged at this point. the feeling of rhea’s lips against hers was like electricity; it brought a shock up her body, but at the same time it was exciting. it was a shock that never got old to y/n, and one she never wanted to end. 

rhea was the first to pull away, a silly smirk on her face as she only got more love drunk on the taste of y/n’s lips. y/n’s expressions only mirrored her partner’s, and the two of them went right back into a fit of giggles. “fuck, you’re too cute.” rhea mumbled, and didn’t even hesitate to press her lips to y/n’s again. 

dominik:

how else would the two youngest members of the judgement day bond? of course, by playing pranks on their other partners. 

y/n and dom played off of one another when it came to the jokes and pranks they’d play on the other members. when one had a prank in mind, the other only encouraged them or had an idea to make it that much worse. this instance was no different, as the two goofballs had just finished the classic ‘tickling someone under their nose and smearing whipped cream on their face’ trick with their parters who were trying to peacefully sleep on the couch. 

finn was the first to wake up, but before he could do anything the two pranksters had run to their hiding spot in the house; a spare closet that had nothing but some coats and cleaning supplies. “you gotta be quiet!” y/n teased dom, giving him a playful slap to the thigh as they both tried to stop their giggles. 

they could hear the commotion from everyone waking up downstairs and knew they only had a couple of minutes before someone eventually found them. y/n and dom stood toe to toe in the closet, her hand eventually coming up to hold his mouth as he couldn’t stop giggling. y/n was no better though, because she was holding back her own giggles. 

but as the two stood in such close proximity to each other, dom’s big brown eyes and long lashes locking with hers, y/n couldn’t help but melt at the sight of her best friend. even in the dark of the closet, the two were clearly infatuated with one another. 

dominik’s hands found y/n’s hips and pulled her just a little bit closer, as if they weren’t already on top of one another in this tight space, and moved away from the palm against his mouth. “chica...” he whispered. dom didn’t even finish his sentence before he was leaning in and giving her a kiss. whereas the others in the judgement day tended to be a bit more gentle at first with their kisses, dominik was gentle yet had so much ferver and desire. almost like he needed more with each time his lips connected with that of one of his lovers. 

y/n relaxed under his kiss, even if there was an underlying desperation to it, and she gripped his t-shirt between her fingers as if he’d disappear into thin air. “dom, baby,” she giggled again as dominik started to give her quick pecks on the lips and cheeks. “you’re gonna get us-”

her words were interrupted by the closet door opening to reveal damian, the large man having whipped cream smeared on his face. he looked less than impressed. “this pranking business is getting real old.”

damian:

he was a “bad guy”, right? damian priest, the punishment of the judgement day, was supposed to be a bad guy?

sure. in the ring he never hesitated to be the bad guy. but when he was with his partners, in the comfort of their home or a hotel room? he was anything other than that big bad guy. y/n had quickly come to realize that, and it only made her connection grow with damian that much faster. this man who went to the ends of the earth to protect the four loves of his life, doing whatever they needed to make them feel comfortable and happy. 

this instance was no different; y/n, who’d slipped out of the bed upstairs as her mind raced. with just joining the judgement day, she was still trying to find her place in the group. often times she struggled with falling asleep at night because her self doubt was just too loud and vocal in her mind. normally she managed to be downstairs alone for awhile before eventually being able to go back to bad. but this time, she was spooked by footsteps coming downstairs and damian locking eyes with her. “don’t think i haven’t noticed you escaping the last few nights.” he teased softly. 

a man whose teasing was normally met with giggles, this time was only met with silence and a sad look on y/n’s face. her cheek rested on her knees which she’d had pulled to her chest, and she could barely even make eye contact with damian as he sat next to her. 

“hey, princesa, come on.” he said quietly, a large hand coming to rest on her back. “talk to me? let me know what’s going on?” damian asked softly. 

his words were met with a small shake of the head from y/n, but from previous conversations he had a pretty good idea of what was going on. he gave a gentle sigh, but didn’t bother to move away from y/n. if anything he got closer, gently turning her face towards his. 

“fine, just listen if you don’t wanna talk.” he gave a gentle smile. “if this is about the same things we’ve been talking about, all the self doubt and not believing you’re enough,” damian brushed some hair from her forehead. “then i know it’s not something we can fix right away. but for right now, you just need to remember that you’re right where you belong. with us.” he said softly. 

the twinkle in y/n’s eye as she listened to every last word was the sign for damian to continue talking. “you’re ours. the four of us are going to do everything in our power to make sure you have what you need. you just need to trust us and let go all this weight you’re carrying on your shoulders.” he smiled. “everything will be okay. but you just need to give it time.” 

the corner of y/n’s lip lifted into a small smile as damian looked down at her with the same pride he always did. he sealed his words with a gentle kiss on the lips, his hand coming up to hold y/n’s cheek to keep her in place. the two stayed like that for awhile, exchanging those same slow kisses in an effort to ease y/n to the best of his ability. 

she pulled away to catch her breath, a slightly larger smile on her face as she looked up at him. “you have a way with words, mr. priest.” y/n teased softly. “and a way with your lips.”

damian chuckled and played with her hair again. “i’ve been told that once or twice.”

[rissa72]

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Not again

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Bout damn time

My heart is a sad affair

Sweeter than honey

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End of the world

Rock a bye baby

Kiss me you animal

Faces of old

Feo fuerte y formal

Pretty thing

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Strangers no more

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[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon: tag team

synopsis: rhea and damian take turns having their way with y/n. 

tags: NSFW 18+, oral, poly!judgement day, dom!damian, dom!rhea, sub!reader, fem!reader, multiple partners, kissing

A/N: you wanted smut? i’ll give you smut. let this hold you over while i work on some fluff. 

mentions: @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​

“I fucking hate both of you.” Y/N mumbled to her partners who spent the last fifteen minutes absolutely torturing her. Damian held her back to his chest, his muscular arms wrapped tightly around her upper body with her fingers interlocked with his. Rhea was on her stomach between Y/n’s legs, her arms wrapped around her thighs to keep them open as her mouth worked its magic against their girlfriend. Every time Y/N squirmed, Damian would only hold her tighter; in the beginning she was doing it to piss him off, but now it was only getting Y/N more frustrated as they both kept her on edge and teased her. 

Rhea chuckled at her words, making her only hold Y/N tighter. “You say that but you’re fuckin’ soaked, babygirl.” She mumbled. Damian hummed and squeezed her closer to his chest. “She’s got a point, mi amor. Every time I look down at you you’re blushing…and I’m pretty sure I just watched you try to fuck Rhea’s face for the last five minutes.” He laughed, making you whine and arch your back to try and break free of his hold. Did you really want him to let go? No. But it was fun to have him hold you even tighter as if you were only there to be The Judgement Day’s little toy. 

Y/N turned her face to hide in Damian’s neck as Rhea’s mouth only worked overtime to keep her on edge. “Awww, is someone shy?” Damian teased and kissed your forehead. Rhea laughed against Y/N’s clit, making their fifth member whine at the vibration. “I can’t handle how fuckin’ adorable she is.” Rhea pulled back and started to use her thumb to rub Y/N’s clit in circles, making her whine even louder. “Please! Please let me finish…I-I need it…” she mumbled into Damian’s neck. Both of her partners cooed at her, Damian squeezing her hands as she begged. “That’s cute, princess. Really. But I think it’s time we switch things up.” 

Damian let go of her upper body as Rhea let go of her thighs, the two of them switching spots so seamlessly Y/N almost didn’t even realize what happened. Rhea was now holding her to her chest and Damian was settled between her legs, the two of them holding and torturing Y/N the exact same ways. “Fuck both of you!” Y/N whimpered and struggled against Rhea’s hold; Damian had already started using his mouth, starting by leaving marks on her thighs that he just knew Finn and Dominik were going to be jealous of later. “It’s actually super cute how frustrated you are.” Rhea said before leaving a kiss to Y/N’s temple. 

Damian’s mouth had started to trail up to Y/N’s center, making her thighs tremble out of anticipation. “Please don’t tease?” She begged softly, squeezing Rhea’s hands and hiding in her girlfriend’s neck. Rhea laughed right back at her and rested their foreheads together. “It’s cute how nicely you ask…we wanna hear more though.” Y/N groaned as Damian hummed against her, his mouth only working even harder now that Rhea was getting her to beg. 

Y/N whimpered at her words, slowly grinding against Damian’s face and trying to come up with the words that could convince them both to make her cum. “Please…please, Daddy? Can you and Papi please let me cum?” Damian growled at that name; Y/N knew exactly what nerves to hit with both of them, and it was clear that it was working. Damian looked up at his girls, Y/N smirking into Rhea’s neck as she moaned and Rhea’s arms squeezing their girl even tighter. 

“You heard her, Rhea.” Damian mumbled against her, pulling Y/N’s lower half even closer to his face as he looked at Rhea. “I think we let her cum.” Y/n squealed at Damian’s words and looked up at their girlfriend. “Oh fuck, please please please? He said I could!” Rhea smirked and pulled Y/N into a kiss. “Cum if you want it that badly.” She mumbled. 

It only took another minute or so before Y/N allowed herself to cum. She had a satisfied smirk on her face as she finally let it go, arching her back off of Rhea’s chest with a loud moan leaving her lips. Damian let his grasp on her go a little loose and Y/N tightened her thighs around his head in response. “Thank you thank you…!” She whimpered as Damian worked her through it, eventually relaxing against Rhea’s chest and Damian coming up to pull both of them into a kiss. 

“I can’t believe you just tag teamed me like that.” Y/N mumbled as her cheeks turned bright pink. Rhea laughed and kissed her temple. “What else were we gonna do? Let one person have all the fun?”

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 9

synopsis: finn begins the process of getting himself out of the dog house...but will he succeed?

a/n: Y’ALL???? THE ABSOLUTE WORKOUT I WENT THROUGH WRITING THIS THING...AND THE MINDFUCK OF A STORY I HAVE PLANNED...

mentions: NSFW 18+, poly!judgement day, minor descriptions of violence in matches, fem!reader, bottom!reader, top!finn, kissing, grinding, penetration, cumshot on reader, scratching, clawing, leaving marks, 

taglist: @thesithdiaries @cassiesgreta @roseheartsworld @theworldofotps​ @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites @obl1vionblackhart @emogoblin-666 @hereliespumpkin @blxxdshxteyes @neptune-lover @bunnysmyname @i-have-issues-lol @ares-athena @thatonepansexual2000 @witcherfromwallachia

the next time the judgement day was set to compete, it was a mixed tag team match for a taping of smackdown. the fivesome had spoken a bit since the catastrophe that was finn’s match against johnny, but it had been a minute since they had all been together as a whole group. someone was always with y/n to make sure she was okay and had what we needed, but y/n and finn hadn’t said so much of a word. 

that was all about to change, though. 

officials gave finn the opportunity to pick which of the girls he wanted as his partner for the match; damian and dominik would have their own segment later in the night, so they weren’t going to be competing in this match. but they were all on the same page in assuming rhea would be the one to go into this tag match with finn. they were all in the dressing room, and rhea started grabbing her things to get ready. “i’ll be ready shortly, finn-”

the irishman cut her off with a gentle shake of his head. “no need, love. i was going to ask y/n if she’d go with me.” he said, his voice almost shy as he said those words. he was met with looks of shock from all four of his partners, especially y/n, who was confused he even wanted anything to do with her. she wasn’t so much injured from the fall she took through the table during finn’s last match and was cleared to compete, but she still didn’t think finn would pick her. 

why is he asking me to do this? she thought to herself. didn’t he just believe that i wasn’t loyal? that i couldn’t do this?

finn stepped closer to y/n and sat across from her spot on the couch. “love, i know you’re probably still pissed at me, and that’s understandable.” he began softly, looking at her with the most sincere look he’d managed in a long time. “but i know you’re going to kick ass and be amazing. you deserve this opportunity.” finn said.

y/n blinked, still in slight shock, her other partners scattered around the room and looking at her and finn with just as much surprise. but she took a minute to think through finn’s words; if she was going to prove herself in the ring, this was her moment to do so. it was no longer about proving herself to finn and her partners, though. this was about proving to herself that she was worthy of this spot in the judgement day. 

after thinking through finn’s offer one more time, his own face practically pleading with her to accept, she gave a small nod and stood up from her seat. “let me get dressed.” she said softly, grabbing her bag and heading into the bathroom. once she was gone, though, the rest of the judgement day was about to pounce on finn. 

he put his hands up in defense. “i know, i know.” he said; he’d already expected them to be pissed and have questions, but finn was prepared. “but i have a plan. i have to start somewhere.” he said in a hushed voice. 

“and what the fuck is this plan, huh?” dominik began, his voice just as hushed. “because the last time you had a plan, she took a fall through a table for us.”

finn ran his hands over his face. “and i feel like shit about it. i’m going to talk to her after the match, but i just...i just need to give her this opportunity.” he bit his lip. “it’s not about me. it’s about her.”

everyone looked back and forth, waiting for someone to be the first to say something. eventually damian was the first to speak up, and he let out a soft sigh before looking at finn. “if anything happens to her-”

“i won’t let that happen.” finn interrupted. and for some reason, for the first time in a long time, the judgement day believed every word he said. this was a different finn than they had known when y/n first joined the judgement day; this was the old finn. the one they all fell in love with and had missed after these last few weeks. they just hoped he stuck to his word.

--- ---

y/n and zelina began the match once everyone was out in the ring, and they did not waste any time in giving the other a piece of their minds. they both had a lot of fight in them, and y/n was nowhere near giving up. but being in matches like this was exhausting, and it showed on her face when she was getting tired. but every time it showed, finn nodded his head at y/n and cheered her on. “you got it, love. you can do it.” he’d say, holding his hand out in case she was ready to make the tag. for once he was letting y/n take things at her own pace - a much different attitude than what they’d all seen as of late. 

after a couple more turns tagging in and out, the match was reaching its climax and the crowd was reacting to everything they did. finn and santos had ended up outside of the ring, while zelina and y/n were tangled up on the ringpost. the two began climbing up the ropes until they were on the top turnbuckle, and it was clear y/n was looking for a move that would take both of them back to the mat so she could end the match. zelina, however, had other plans. 

she began shoving and pushing y/n in hopes of getting her away, but one of those harsh shoves was enough for y/n to lose her footing on the turnbuckle. disaster had struck, her body falling to the ground below her and y/n yelped as she braced for impact. 

to her surprise, though...y/n never felt the ache in her body after hitting the outside of the ring. 

instead, she felt herself get caught into a pair of muscular arms that held her close to her body. y/n opened her eyes to see the caring gaze of her favorite irishman - a man who promised himself he’d never let her fall and get hurt as long as he could control it. finn smiled down at her as the crowd cheered around them. “i’ve got you, doll. i’m here.” he said softly to her which made y/n smile up at him. 

the confidence only continued to soar through her body as finn gave her one more smile before sliding her back in the ring. y/n was able to bring zelina back down to the ring to deliver a finisher and submission move, and it was only a matter of time before zelina was crying out to end the match and tapping the mat to hopefully get some kind of relief. 

finn rejoiced in the ring with y/n; his arms wrapped around her body in a tight hug, smiles on both of their faces at the realization that they were finally able to work together to accomplish something. but finn knew his plan was only beginning and that he still had some other tasks to complete. 

--- ---

the winners were met in their dressing room with cheers and hugs from their other three partners. they had all watched from backstage as well, just as shocked as y/n and finn were that they were able to get through the match without choking one another. 

while rhea and dominik wrapped their arms around finn, y/n jumped into the safe arms of the punisher and hugged him tight. “good girl, mi amor.” he whispered in her ear, giving the skin below it a gentle kiss as dominik couldn’t stop placing kisses all over finn’s face. 

“so proud of the both of you!” the youngest member told his partners, making rhea laugh and give finn her own kiss. “just glad you two behaved.” she whispered, giving finn one more look. 

finn recognized the look on rhea’s face, and he nodded in response. he knew he needed to continue this conversation with y/n, so he gently kicked out the other three to get ready for their own segment and reached for y/n’s hand. “come sit with me, my love.” he told y/n softly. 

she obliged, sitting next to finn on the couh and gently holding his hand. their fingers danced with one another as she practically avoided all eye contact with him. it hurt him to see just how much she wanted to avoid looking at him, but he knew he needed to be persistent with her. his lanky fingers gently brushed against her chin, the same spot that once had a dark bruise from the kick she received due to his foolishness, and he tucked some hair behind her ear. “i meant every word i said out there, you know?” finn asked y/n softly. 

y/n blushed against the feeling of his fingers. the way he spoke to her...no one, not even brooks, had managed to be this gentle and compassionate with her. it was as if finn worried she would break if he was even the slightest bit harsh. y/n had almost convinced herself she didn’t deserve it, but she quickly shifted her focus away from those thoughts. she was silent in response to his question; almost like...like she didn’t have the words for him. but finn wasn’t going to let this slide away from him. 

“i promise i meant it.” he said quietly. “just like i mean i’m sorry for everything that’s happened.” finn watched her face the entire time he spoke, waiting for some kind of reaction. but she kept herself still and patiently anticipated his next words. “i never wanted you to get hurt, or to doubt yourself, or to think i never cared about you. you’re our girl, my love. and i just...i didn’t realize that what i thought was tough love actually was causing more harm.”

she bit her lip at finn’s words, watching him as she could’ve sworn finn teared up as he spoke. the realization had hit him that he messed up, and now y/n was watching finn work through that and do his best to make up for what he’d done. 

finn squeezed her hand again. “i know you might still be upset with me, and that’s okay.” he said softly. “but please, baby. i’ll...i’ll do anything, love.” he brushed her hair from y/n’s face again, and her next move was shocking but the move exhilarating thing he’d felt in a long time. 

y/n leaned in and kissed finn, the most gentle yet passionate kiss she could have managed in that moment, and let it linger for a couple of minutes. when she pulled back, their noses brushed against one another and she was finally able to give finn a small smile. “you’ll do anything?” y/n whispered. 

she could see the glint in finn’s eyes; something flickered at her words, and he didn’t think twice before pulling her closer and nodding. “anything.” he confirmed. her next sentence sent chills down finn’s spine, and he could’ve sworn he blacked out from pure ecstasy at y/n’s words alone. 

“then show me how much you love me.”

finn didn’t need to be told twice; his arms wrapped around y/n’s body and he easily flipped the two of them over so he could straddle her on the couch. “don’t have to ask me twice.” he whispered against her lips as his own mouth moved synchronously with hers. their hands wandered over each other’s body, both still slightly sweater and in ring gear, and they both giggled like fools as this was the first time in days either one of them had felt one another. 

y/n grabbed the waistband of finn’s pants and slowly pulled them down his legs. “we have to be quick,” she said breathlessly between kisses. “they’re going to be back eventually.”

finn chuckled and moved his head down to kiss her neck. “nothin’ they haven’t seen before, peach.” he said. his own hands seamlessly pulled y/n’s shorts and tights off of her legs. their bare hips slowly started to move against one another’s effortlessly, not missing a beat even though they’d been physically been apart for days. y/n’s hand held the back of finn’s head as a small moan left her lips - he just always knew what spots to hit with her - and her manicured fingers tangled in his short hair. 

the cheeky bastard that finn was took one look at y/n’s shirt - his own merch that she cut into a crop top - and smirked to himself as he made no effort to remove it. “i’d love nothing more than to make you moan my name while you wear my clothes.” he mumbled. 

y/n couldn’t even begin to explain the surge of electricity that ran through her body at finn’s words. she wrapped her legs around his waist in an effort to keep him right there where he was (and where she felt he belonged). “god, i love you but i need you so badly.” she whimpered, making finn laugh as he continued to gently grind against her entrance. 

finn could feel how excited she was; not only could he sense the goosebumps all over her body and the chemistry between the two of them, but the arousal between her legs grew the longer they moved and kissed. he himself was growing slightly impatient, but finn also wanted to behave and make sure y/n was being taken care of the way she deserved. 

that self control only lasted a few more minutes though, because as her desperate whines and moans grew louder finn couldn’t help but give y/n what she’d been relentlessly begging for in his ear. with his lips pressed to hers in a sweet kiss, finn slowly pushed himself in y/n’s entrance and gave her a few moments to adjust. “that’s my girl...” he whispered as she moaned, pulling his body closer in an effort to have finn as connected to her body as possible. 

the two of them moaned against one another’s lips and skin once finn began to move his hips. y/n’s manicured nails lightly scratched down his back - just as she’d done to all of their partners - and finn’s lips once again left another mark at the juncture of her shoulder and neck. “baby...fuck, finn. i need you.” she moaned quietly. 

finn sped up his thrusts at those words alone. “i’m here, my love. i’ve got you.” he whispered right back as he got her closer and closer to her release. before either of them had even processed it, y/n reached her climax and tightened her grip on finn’s body in response. she went rigid, her thighs trembling and a loud moan leaving her lips. “fuck! oh, fuck! finn!” she begged. 

the irishman shushed her with a kiss, helping her ride it out and finish until she was starting to catch her breath. finn slowly pulled out to her protest, but stayed kneeled between her legs as he continued to stroke his cock. “stay right there for me, love.” he said, a gentle hand on y/n’s thigh as he finished on her thighs. if finn was anything, he was smart about this type of stuff. 

y/n smiled as she watched him, wasting no time in pulling him back down into another kiss. the two caught their breath as they continued to exchange gentle kisses, occasionally giggling and wiping some sweat from their foreheads. but the unmistakable sound of the door to the dressing room opening alerted both of them, and their other three partners entered the room with wide eyes. 

“oh my god-” dominik mumbled, putting a hand over his eyes as if not to violate what had already been seen. rhea rolled her eyes at him and closed the door so they could all get inside without exposing anymore of finn and y/n’s indecency. 

“i take it you two finally made up?” the australian mumbled, making y/n giggle and hide in finn’s shoulder. 

finn smirked as well and kissed y/n’s forehead. “i guess you could say that.” for once, everything between the fivesome was okay. there was no more weird energy, no more worries over anyone being upset...things were okay. but how long would they stay that way?

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 7

synopsis: y/n goes to the extreme to prove her loyalty to the judgement day. 

tags: SFW, minor violence/description of matches, poly!judgement day, fem!reader, arguments, fighting, bruising

mentions: @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​ @odessa-is-my-queen​

a/n: AAAAAHHHHHHHHH

“We told her it wasn’t going to be easy. We need to work with her, Finn. Not make things worse.” Finn bit his lip as he looked at the other three in the room. “Or we continue to test her loyalty.” He wasn’t going to let this go; he was going to continue testing Y/N until she proved she was truly committed to The Judgement Day. “And if she can’t be loyal to us? Then it’s time to move on.”

“Prove herself? Her loyalty?” Damian asked in frustration as he stepped closer to Finn. He couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. “You don’t think she’s done everything she can up to this point? You don’t think she’s given up a lot to be here with us?” He didn’t mean to raise his voice, but he couldn’t help but get upset with Finn when he acted like this. Rhea put her hand on Damian’s back to calm him down while chiming in her own thoughts. “He’s got a point, babe. We can’t expect her to just flip that switch when she’s betrayed someone she loved.”

Finn shook his head a little and looked at his partners. “You think I want to do this? I love and care about her just as much as every one of you do.” He said. “But we can’t let her flip flop on us. She needs to pick a side and stick to it.” Damian clenched his fists, Rhea taking a step closer to Finn. “If what she’s done so far isn’t good enough, and you continue to push her…then it’ll be your fault when she ends up getting hurt.” She said, her voice dangerously low as she stood toe to toe with her partner. 

Damian nodded and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “I’m not giving up on her, Finn. Not now, not ever. And it’s sad that you don’t have any faith in her loyalty.” Dominik got up and stood between his partners so they didn’t get any more frustrated with one another. The younger member’s hand gently rubbed Damian’s back as he looked between him and Finn, Rhea continuing to stare down the Irishman in front of her. “I hope you know what you’re doing right now.” She warned. “Because it’ll be your mess to clean up.”

What they didn’t know was Y/N had woken up when Damian began to raise his voice at Finn. She pretended to still be asleep, but was listening to every word of their conversation not far from the bedroom. She heard that Finn had little no faith in her loyalty at this point in time; she heard everyone else sticking up for her when he openly said they would need to move on if she couldn’t prove herself. Y/N took note of every feeling in her body - the sadness, the anger, the frustration - and knew she was going to need to channel it over the next few days.

— —

Y/N spent the next three days before the next taping of Monday Night RAW training like a beast. She was in and out of the gym with every one of her partners, she was trying new moves in the ring, and she was plotting her next move as to how she could prove her loyalty to the group. 

Tonight was the perfect opportunity, as Damian and Finn had a match against Dexter Lumis and Johnny Gargano. Not just any match though, as it was a No Disqualifications match and anything was legal. It made sense for their feud that had been building up slowly over a couple of weeks, and it was a match that Y/N knew she could easily get herself involved in to not only prove her loyalty, but show the audience why she was their secret weapon. 

Y/N took her time backstage getting ready and getting into the right headspace to go out with her partners. Everyone tried making conversation with her, but she would only engage in small talk before going back to taking care of herself. But once it was time to go to the ring, Y/N was ready. And she stood shoulder to shoulder with her partners as they walked backstage to gorilla. Dominik stayed back since he had his own promo to be ready for later, but he was watching from the locker room the entire time. 

Standing between Damian and Rhea, the taller of the two keeping his arm around her shoulder the entire time, Y/N easily slipped into her character as she placed her cherry lollipop in her mouth. Not only was she bubbly and energetic, but she had an undeniable hint of crazy to her; she was the sore thumb in bright colors that stuck out in the group of black leather and chains, but they loved her that way. She felt confident walking out to the ring with The Judgement Day and felt even better when they all made it clear she was one of them. It may have been somewhat of an act with Finn, but he was damn good at it. 

The match was pretty average; both teams were pretty much even as they both switched controls and kept trying to pin one another, but towards the end Damian and Finn were most definitely getting tired. Rhea and Y/N had even dealt with the unsettling stares from Dexter throughout the match while the boys took their beatings. Taking numerous hits through chairs and tables didn’t help them either. The boys were taking more hits, Damian was most definitely getting frustrated whenever Dexter or Johnny kicked out, and Finn was getting desperate. Rhea had gone to check on Damian after he took a pretty rough hit to the outside of the ring, and Y/N knew she needed to take advantage of the moment. 

With Johnny and Finn still in the ring and everyone else occupied, Y/N used that as her opportunity to be helpful. In her head, she was going to distract Dexter and Johnny so her boys could take advantage of them and get the win before they could react. If that didn’t work, she wasn’t above distracting a ref or getting physical with an opponent herself. But she was going to see what she could get away with and prove why she was what The Judgement Day needed by their side. 

She pulled out a new table from under the ring and set it up for the boys to use their advantage, but Y/N wasn’t done there. She watched closely as Johnny used the ropes to support himself, and she hopped up on the apron behind him to try and hold him in place for Finn. Her arms wrapped around his torso to keep him to the ropes for Finn, and as her partner approached them to have his way with Johnny he managed to scramble away. With how fast Finn was going he almost ran right into Y/N; they both looked at each other in shock and he put his hands up in defense. “All good, we’re good.” He told her softly. 

Little did Finn know, it was going to be anything but good in a matter of seconds. 

Finn turned away from Y/N and came face to face with Johnny, who was preparing a superkick to take out his opponent and end the match. He had half a mind to duck thanks to his quick reflexes, but Finn didn’t even think about who was behind him. 

Unlike her partner, she didn’t have time to avoid the kick. Y/N became the victim of Johnny’s superkick, and the impact to her jaw made her lose her balance and fall off the edge of the ring. As she fell, she was met with the unmistakable impact of a table that shattered upon her body hitting it. All Y/N felt was pain as she listened to the cheers of fans in the arena, and her body quickly faded in and out of unconsciousness. 

The looks on the faces of everyone in The Judgement Day were of pure horror and fury when they saw what happened. Finn was in disbelief at what he had done, but he took advantage of the shock on Johnny’s face as well and was able to deliver a finisher to end the match. But he knew that ending this match was only the beginning of fixing the mess he’d created. 

Rhea didn’t even bother to go to Finn after the match ended, and neither did Damian. They were both so livid on what he’d allowed to happen to Y/N that the last thing they wanted to do was celebrate. Finn stood in the ring and looked at Y/N in horror as his partners went to her side. 

“Y/N? Baby, hey! Look at me!” Damian said as his big hands cupped Y/N’s face. Her jaw was already starting to bruise from the kick she’d received. Her eyes opened and closed as she groaned in pain, barely able to focus on the faces of her partners above her. “I know, we’re gonna fix it. I promise!” Rhea comforted her, slowly helping her babygirl sit up before turning to look at Finn. 

If looks could kill. Finn Balor would have been dead on the spot. 

— —

The tension around the group was thick once they got backstage; no one wanted to deal with Finn, but at the same time each of them wanted to give him a piece of their mind. Dominik, Damian, and Rhea each glared daggers at him in the locker room while they waited for Y/N to come back from medical. Finn could feel the stares. “I need you all to stop starin’ at me like fuckin’ vultures.” He said. 

“We’re staring because we’re waiting for you to say something!” Rhea said out of frustration. “Do you realize what even happened out there? You did this, Finn!” She said, anger laced through her voice. Damian stood up this time and slowly went toe to toe with his partner. “I hope she’s proven herself to you.” He said. “Because if that didn’t do the job then I don’t know what the fuck else you want from her.”

Finn turned his head away from Damian. He couldn’t look at his partners because he knew they were right. But he couldn’t admit that yet. “You act like I don’t feel like garbage.” He mumbled. All three of them scoffed, this time Dominik being the one to speak up. “You sure aren’t acting like you feel bad.” He said. “You haven’t apologized once to her. You haven’t talked about it once since you guys got back here!”

Damian crossed his arms and paced the room, continuing to stare holes into Finn. “You have to fix this.” He said, pointing at his partner. “You got her into this mess because she needed to ‘prove herself’ to you, so you can make it better.”

Before Finn could answer, Y/N opened the door with an ice pack to her jaw. Beneath the ice was a harsh bruise that was already turning black and blue, and she had a nice bruise on her back from the impact of the table. She looked at each of her partners, Finn’s look a lot shorter than the others, and they each looked at her with pity for what happened. Damian was the first to move closer to Y/N, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head. 

Y/n clearly wasn’t in the mood to talk or deal with anything else for the night. She stayed in his arms and closed her eyes before letting out a soft sigh. “I’m gonna head out.” She mumbled into Damian’s broad chest. He nodded and pulled away to grab her bags. “I’ll go with you.” He said softly. 

“Count me in.” Rhea said and grabbed her own things. Dominik didn’t even need to say a word; his silent glare at Finn as he stood up and walked out with everyone else was enough of a sign that he had no desire to be in the room any longer. The Punisher and The Eradicator walked out of the room with Y/N, and Rhea looked at Finn once more before she left. 

“Fix this.” She mouthed, before walking away and closing the door on The Irishman.

[igncrxntripley]

I'm a big fan of the series and I love the idea of a poly relationship between the judgment day. Could you gift me a oneshot with the judgment day just doing some fluffy shit?

spa night

a/n: i knew exactly what needed to happen here so i hope you love this and these goofy fuckers

tags: SFW, self care, face masks, mention of lighting candles

mentions: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore

“Damian, that’s not fair!” Y/N said, stomping her feet a bit as she held the face masks in her hands. “You all promised me you’d do this with me. You can’t just chicken out when everyone else has committed.” She’d put in work to make the living room into a little spa, music playing in the background and everyone having their own spot to lay back and relax. She’d even lit the good candles!

Finn was laid back on the couch, his own face mask on his face with cucumbers on his eyes. “She’s got a point, lad.” He said to Damian. “Yeah, you promised. If we all did it then you can’t chicken out.” Dominik added. Rhea was practically asleep as she laid on a vibrating heating pad. “Tell kim to quit being a bitch and put the mask on.” She said. 

Damian sighed to himself and scratched his head. “Baby, that stuff looks so…sticky.” He said, pointing to the array of masks in Y/N’s hands that he’d watched her put on everyone else’s faces not long before. “You just told Finn it was going to peel off!” Y/N rolled her eyes and gave Damian a gentle shove so he was sitting on the couch and straddled his lap. “You’re overreacting. It won’t hurt, it’s just cold.” She handed Damian a headband, one that matched the same ones everyone else wore (purple with polka dots, duh), and put it on for him. “Just close your eyes and relax. See how relaxed everyone else is?”

Y/N opened the container and gently started to rub it on Damian’s cheeks, giggling as he’d flinch. “You know how silly you look? Flinching from something cold on your face at your size?” Dominik chuckled to himself and munched at the cucumber that was supposed to be on his eyes. “He hates roller coasters too.” Dom’s words made Damian glare at him, and Y/N gave his cheek a gentle tap so he’d focus. “The more you move the longer this takes.”

Once she finished, Y/N put on her own mask and sat on the couch between Damian and Dominik. “See? This is all nice. And to think you all complained at first.” She teased, making Rhea roll her eyes. “I never said a word.” 

“You didn’t, but Damian sure did.” Finn teased, being the second person to laugh at his partner for something as silly as wearing a face mask. “I think you just all need to be grateful that we even get to do shit like this.” Rhea mumbled, her arms stretched behind her neck as she relaxed. “We never did shit like this before the princess joined us.”

Y/N smirked to herself and threw a grape in her mouth. “See? You all deserve this. Especially with the shit we put our bodies through on a regular basis.” Finn nodded and gently touched the dried mask on his face. “I’m also pretty sure I haven’t seen Dominik use anything more than a bar of soap on his face.” Dominik rolled his eyes as well. “You need to calm down, old man.” He mumbled. 

Y/N looked over at Damian and smiled at him. “If it helps, you look super handsome practicing self care. My big, strong punisher.” She giggled and reached over to hold his hand. Damian sighed, more relaxed than ever before, and gave a small nod. “I guess so. It’s not as bad as I thought it would be.” Y/N smiled eve wider and kissed his knuckles. “Does this mean you’ll all let me do your nails?”

[igncrxntripley]

can you do a secret weapon fic Drabble thing where she’s at the HOF ceremony with dom n rhea n Damian when they walk out

hall of fame

a/n: if you thought i wasn't touching this then YOU"RE WRONG

mentions: SUPER KAYFABE COMPLIANT, SFW, fem!reader, mentions of rough home life

taglist: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites

Family was a sore subject for The Judgement Day; while some of them came from great families, who supported them in everything they did and loved them unconditionally, others didn't have that luxury. Including Dominik. Not only that, but he couldn't escape his dad. Someone who he once loved, someone who the entire industry looked up to...Dominik couldn't stand him. And they had to deal with one another almost every single week backstage or in the ring.

His partners wanted to support Dominik in everything that he did. Sometimes that meant being by his side as he absolutely demolished his father in front of thousands of people; other times, it meant being silent and being there for him when they knew he was dealing with a lot.

Everyone was not only preparing Dominik for the Hall of Fame, but they were preparing themselves for what could happen. Some of them expected the absolute worst (Damian), and was silently begging that Dominik would behave for just one night. Rhea was the agent of some of that chaos and sometimes urged Dominik to lash out, even if it meant embarrassing himself and his father. Y/N, however, was the voice of reason in these situations. It didn't happen a lot, but she needed Dominik to stay focused on saving his energy for Wrestlemania. Finn was happy to be staying back to prepare for his own match that weekend, but he also was planning on being right there when everyone came back to make sure they were okay.

The night of the Hall of Fame as everyone got ready, Y/N stood with Dominik to help him adjust his suit. She could feel the anger and anxiety just radiating off of him, and she knew she needed to talk to him alone before they got to the stadium. Dominik's hands rested on her hips, something he was doing in hopes of calming himself down, and she reached up to hold his cheeks so he would look at her.

"You know it's not worth it, right?" Y/N asked softly. "Letting him have this effect on you?" Her manicured thumbs brushed over his cheekbones, and his posture slightly relaxed.

Dominik looked down at his feet and gave a small shrug. "I just don't know how else to release all the things I'm feeling." He mumbled. Y/N sighed and leaned in to give him a gentle kiss on the forehead; with her heels on, her height was a little closer to his and she was able to give him that note of affection.

Y/N fixed the collar of his suit. "Make me a promise." She said, gently tapping his chin so he would look up at her. "When it's time tonight, if you can't sit there...we'll just leave." Y/N tilted her face a bit so Dominik could make eye contact with her. "You take the lead and we'll follow. But even though you're upset, this isn't the night for you to get physical. Save it for tomorrow when it really matters."

Dominik took a second to think through her words before he gave a small nod. His arms wrapped around her body, his mind continuing to twist and turn in so many different directions. Hugging one of his partners though kept him grounded for the moment, and he knew he needed to keep himself together until his match the next day.

As they hugged, Rhea and Damian walked into the room. "Are you two lovebirds ready?" Rhea asked, making Y/N pull away from Dominik with a smile. "Ready as we'll ever be." She's already told her other partners about what she proposed to Dominik and they were on board, so now it was a matter of waiting to see what would happen.

--- ---

Overall, the night had gone really well. The Judgement Day had basically behaved themselves, even though Dominik's family was in direct eyesight, and they had all managed to sit through the entire program without being absolute maniacs. They had just a little bit of decorum, and Y/N was proud of all of them.

However, there was still one more hurdle for the night.

When it was time for Rey's portion of the evening, The Judgement Day all sat in silence while everyone else stood up and applauded. With Dominik and Y/N on the ends with Rhea and Damian in the middle, they stuck out like sore thumbs. And sure, people may have thought it was disrespectful, but they needed to stand with Dominik and what he was going through.

Y/N looked over at Dominik at one point though after Rey made his way down the ramp; she gave a look, almost reminding him, that it was okay to get up and leave. They were going to follow his lead and no one was going to leave him behind on this, but Dom needed to take the lead.

Eventually he made the decision to stand up. Dom looked at each of his partners, almost giving them a nonverbal sign as to what his plan was, and slowly stood up from his seat with each of them in tow. Rhea had her arm around Dominik's, and Y/N held hands with Damian as they made their way down the aisle.

For most people, they would be upset to hear others booing or shaming them. But for The Judgement Day, it was like music to their ears. And none of them cared what others thought about them, because they were doing this for Dominik. It wasn't about Rey, or the audience, or anyone else for that matter. It was about their partner, who needed to process his own emotions.

The four of them made their way backstage, letting them get their videos and pictures for social media as usual, but then once they were all alone it was clear just how much it hurt Dominik to even make that decision. A year ago, he didn't think he would be walking away from his dad's Hall of Fame induction. But here he was, and he was doing it with three amazing people by his side; three people who cared about him more than anyone ever had.

Y/N was the first one to react to Dominik's evident sadness. She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a hug, letting Dom rest his head in her neck so he could take a minute to calm down. "It's okay." She whispered. Rhea and Damian were close by, one of them rubbing Dom's back and the other keeping a hand on his shoulder. "We're proud of you. You did the right thing." She reminded him.

Dominik took a deep breath against Y/N's neck and nodded his head, allowing himself to feel for once and to let his partners comfort him. This didn't happen a lot, just because Dom had so much pride. But here he was; and truth be told, each of his partners were just as proud.

Eventually he pulled away and Y/N held his cheeks like he did earlier in the night. "Give him hell tomorrow, baby." She said softly, a small smile on her lips which he reciprocated.

Damian smiled as well and rubbed Dom's back one more time. "Let's get out of here. We have better places to be."

[igncrxntripley]

Would you mind doing headcannons for when secret weapon gets sick, like damn near fever coma sick?

headcanons: in sickness and in health

A/N: i was so excited when i saw this we love fluffy judgement day

tags: poly!judgement day, fem!reader, illness, brief mention of medicine

mentions: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore

y/n knew something was wrong when she woke up and had little to no energy to move

not only was she shivering to no end laying against damian (a human furnace) but she was sweating like she just finished working out

he's the first to notice something is wrong and starts making a to-do list of how to make their baby feel better

"finn, we need chicken noodle soup asap" "dom, check what medicine we have and run to the store if we don't have anything" "rhea, set up the couch and the living room"

no one wastes any time for their babygirl; dominik is already taking inventory of medicine and going to the drugstore for more, rhea has the best blankets and pillows on the couch with y/n's favorite movies and shows, and finn is slaving over a hot stove making soup

damian starts by getting y/n changed into new pajamas and braids her hair way from her face, which proves to all be somewhat of a challenge because y/n has latched herself onto his body and won't let go

eventually he finishes and brings her downstairs to get comfy with rhea but since y/n won't let go, he gives in and brings both girls to his chest to cuddle

rhea's usually pretty tough but she's most definitely concerned when y/n can barely keep her eyes open; damian's spending just as much time calming rhea down and making her feel better as he is y/n

"she can't even fuckin' keep her eyes open, what if something's wrong?" "she'll be fine once dominik gets some medicine"

dominik is easily taking way too much time at the store, because not only is he getting medicine but he's getting all of the juice and anything to make y/n feel better

but once he gets home he's playing nurse; rhea practically has to hold y/n up to get her to take medicine and drink something

finn manages to leave his soup long enough to bring out a damp towel and hopefully start breaking y/n's fever

eventually all five people are on the couch, damian and rhea being the main cuddlers on duty while dominik and finn are the runners for anything they need

they manage to keep y/n awake long enough to finally eat something even though finn is spoon-feeding her like a baby

each one of them is amazing with taking care of y/n, and when she's finally feeling better she apologizes

"you wasted your whole day taking care of me and now you're probably all going to get sick!"

not a single one of them cares, because they know they would all do it for one another

[igncrxntripley]

could you do a headcannon on how finn was to harsh so now y/n wont talk to him and the others just think its really funny?? love your work 💗💗

headcanons: finn's a meanie

A/N: i loved this and immediately needed to put it out there after the BS finn has been pulling in TSW SKDKJSKHD also whoever wrote this you're so sweet and deserve all the love 🥹

tags: poly!judgement day, fem!reader

mentions: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore

finn knew he had the tendency to get a little too...excited; but he did it because he cared!

after a pretty serious match where y/n got distracted and lost, finn let her have it backstage and told her just how upset he was

"you have to be smarter than that, y/n! you're never going to get anywhere if you don't pay attention! have you fuckin' learned nothing?"

"you know what? i have learned a lot. and that includes the fact that you're a dick and you overreact when people make the smallest mistakes."

dominik is the one taking y/n to calm down and get changed while rhea and damian gave finn the usual talk

"you can't talk to her like that" "you act like the rest of us haven't made mistakes" "you aren't perfect either"

finn knows they're right and always appreciates his partners talking some sense into him; when they get back to the hotel that night, he makes an effort to make things right with y/n

"princess, i'm so sorry for what i said back at the arena. you didn't do anything wrong and i didn't realize how harsh i was being."

y/n, who was cuddled up in rhea's lap with her head in her chest (a favorite spot of hers), only glared at finn and didn't say a word back; the other three held in their laughs because they knew finn deserved it

finn most definitely hears them laughing and blushes before trying again

"please, baby? just say something? anything?"

y/n continued to glare at him and give him the silent treatment as rhea twirled her hair between her fingers

"wow, you must've really fucked up."

damian absolutely punches dominik in the arm after saying that

finn spends the rest of the night begging y/n and will absolutely do anything - he's getting snacks and letting her pick what they watch on tv while the other three are holding in their laughter at how desperate he is

y/n gets her revenge by not saying a single word and moving between dom, damian, and rhea with her cuddles, and they all play along because it's hilarious to watch how desperate finn gets

eventually the next morning she accepts finn's apology, but makes it very clear where she stands on his attitude

"if you talk to me like that again, i'm going to make your life a living hell. i wouldn't fuck around and have you find out what that looks like."

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 10

synopsis: two hall of famers challenge the judgement day - both in the ring and in their personal lives.

a/n: threw this together to go in tandem with the piece @witcherfromwallachia​ wrote recently! i recommend reading that piece before this so it all makes a little more sense, but since her writing uses a self-inserted character this piece uses y/n if that’s something you’re into. more will come as well about SW’s relationship with edge and beth so look out for that as well!

mentions: fem!reader, poly!judgement day, minor descriptions of violence in the ring, slight anxiety/panic, kayfabe compliant

taglist: @thesithdiaries​ @cassiesgreta​ @roseheartsworld​ @theworldofotps​​ @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​ @auburnwrites​ @obl1vionblackhart​ @emogoblin-666​ @hereliespumpkin​ @blxxdshxteyes​ @neptune-lover​ @bunnysmyname​ @i-have-issues-lol​ @ares-athena​ @thatonepansexual2000​ @witcherfromwallachia​ @christinabae​

everything was going considerably well for y/n and the judgement day. finn was getting better every day when it came to not being as harsh on his partners, and his new demeanor had begun to make everyone else in their little family relax as well. they spent more time with one another having fun - something they all had missed out on for quite some time - and they got to show one another why they were all meant to be as a group. things were perfect. 

but someone came and decided to ruin that fun for everyone. and that someone came in the form of edge; a man y/n had looked up to for years, a man who led her through the ins and outs of the industry alongside his wife...the man who started the exact group she was apart of now. not only was edge all of those things, but he seemed to be turning into the man who put y/n in the position to distance herself from her newfound family. 

--- ---

"you're mad because i picked them." y/n noted softly during her backstage conversation with edge. the two stood, hidden amongst sound equipment boxes and tools, as the secret weapon to the judgement day was manipulated by a man she saw as a father figure. 

edge looked down at y/n and shook his head. "no, i’m worried and concerned because they picked you." he said. the look on his face told a slightly different story as the wrinkles around his eyes and mouth tightened in frustration. "last year, shortly after war games if I remember correctly, i swore i was going to end the monster I created." he started in a hushed but tense tone of voice. even with the cameras who had approached them to get this moment in action, hoping to find a hall of famer ripping the shy new girl into pieces, y/n had other plans. 

"so you're putting the weight of your mistake on me because i took an offer from the people who not only my surrogate father picked over me, but also dislocated my shoulder last year at the rumble when she eliminated me." y/n started, standing toe to toe with her hero. “you're upset that while you were gone, someone else took me by the hand and told me that i wasn't the mistake but those above me. you're upset because the force you created to give talent like me a platform came for me despite you turning your back on me from the moment damian intervened at mania. you only seemed to notice me again after the they decided they didn't need you, so finn kicked your ass." 

“watch your tone, kiddo.” edge said, that phrase being one that would normally turn y/n into a puddle of tears. not anymore, though. 

“no.” she spat, acid laced through her tone. “i’m not the same kid you and beth met when i was in NXT. or the same person you walked away from me to make your own little group - a group that you never treated right in the first place.” y/n challenged edge, a smirk tugging up at her lips. “i’m their secret weapon. the fifth member of the judgement day. and i stand on equal ground with four people who love and care about me and my success more than you ever did.”

--- ---

It had been a few weeks since both edge and beth confronted y/n in their own instances backstage. all of her partners knew about her conversations with them, and now it was time to unpack it all with four people who knew how to calm her down more than anything. 

a rare weekend, where all of them got to be home before elimination chamber, was the perfect time for y/n to be with her partners and discuss everything that had been going on. they knew bits and pieces of the conversations with edge and beth, but they hadn’t gotten their girl’s perspective on it yet. they all sat on their big, comfy couch in the living room; y/n in dominik’s lap with her back to his chest, finn with his head in damian’s lap, and rhea shoved against dominik’s side with his arm over her shoulder. the australian busied herself by playing with y/n’s hair, each of then listening intently to her side of the story. 

“i hate this.” y/n mumbled, fidgeting with dominik’s fingers. “i don’t get why he can’t just leave you guys alone. i don’t care if he talks to me like that or if he’s upset with something i did...but he always has to bring you guys into it.” she closed her eyes as rhea’s fingers gently worked at her scalp to help relax her, it being obvious at how much this conversation overwhelmed her. “he’s thinks i did something wrong...but i don’t get what’s wrong about finding my place with people who care about me.”

her last sentence made damian and finn smile, but they both quickly collected their thoughts before finn spoke up. “nothing is probably ever going to make him okay with you doing this, love.” he told her softly, his hand reaching out to rub her thigh over the blanket she was cuddled under. “but it’s not your fault. we promise.” 

damian nodded as his own fingers played with finn’s hair. “anything we did was going to make him upset.” he added softly. “don’t listen to him, princesa. you’re allowed to be your own person.”

y/n nodded, leaning her hand back against dominik’s shoulder and letting him kiss her temple. “i’m not the same kid he met in NXT.” she said quietly. “i’m better than that.” and all of her partners nodded in agreement, because they knew she was right; hell, she probably wouldn’t have gotten there without the four of them. 

rhea offered a small smile to y/n and pushed some hair behind her ear. “damn right you’re better than that.” she chuckled. “and you’re ours. that’s better than anything he could give you.”

all of her partners were right. and the moments like this, when they all were together and exchanging gentle words with one another, reminded y/n why she continued to be with them. it reminded her why she wasn’t just a member of their group...she was their family. and they were hers. 

dominik was the next to speak up as his grip on both girls tightened. “don’t worry about them, baby.” he told her softly. “it’s our one weekend that we get at home. don’t let their ridiculousness worry you this much. we can always deal with it when we go back to work.” y/n knew dom was right; they rarely got to be home anymore, so she was going to enjoy this time with all of her partners together on the couch and not stuck at the airport. 

damian smirked. “i could think of a couple different ways to take your mind off of it.” he teased softly, making y/n playfully roll her eyes and cuddle further into dominik. 

“you do that, i’m going to take a nap.” she teased him, the rest of their partners chuckling and following suit as they held one another on the couch. 

--- ---

monday night raw, two weeks before elimination chamber 2023. 

"the thing is, the thing is- i started the judgement day with the intention of elevating underutilized and recognized talent.” edge said, standing in the ring alongside beth as they spoke about the judgement day. “and i succeeded. every member is miles better than they were a year ago. and well, then there's dom." edge always knew how to get to the crowd and get them on his side; dom was an easy target, but no one in the judgement day found those jokes funny. "now i know, you all would like me to address the elephant in the room but i’ll get back to that in a second…"

what edge and beth didn’t see, was y/n backstage with her partners watching the entire situation unfold. the two people y/n saw as family, as surrogate parents when her own didn’t give her the support she needed, stood in the ring and spat nothing but hatred and sarcasm towards the people she loved; but it was about to get much, much worse. 

“now i am not a man that is used to feeling helpless, but when rhea hit beth with those brass knuckles and held that chair in her hand at extreme rules - i knew what was coming. and i was powerless to stop it. so congrats, judgment day. but also-" the hall of famer stopped suddenly, popping his lips after a moment, "there was someone else ringside during that match, wasn't there, beth?" 

tears filled in y/n’s eyes. she knew where this was going, and that memory alone caused tears to fill in her eyes again. watching someone she viewed as a mother figure, a role model...be beaten helplessly by someone who would eventually turn into her partner? it was a fucked up memory in the deep pits of her head - one that she’d barely been able to unpack with the judgement day - but now she was going to have to be confronted with it all over again. 

“they’re wrong...they’re so wrong for this...” y/n mumbled, her arms crossed and finn standing next to her with his arm around her waist. “they know what they’re doing and they don’t even care.”

“breathe, mi princesa.” damian warned softly, his own eyes still watching the monitor closely. he could feel the anxiety radiating off of y/n, but he wasn’t sure anything he did in the moment was going to make it better. 

edge started back up again, fake hurt all over his face as he spoke. “ i remember a certain NXT superstar being backstage that night.” he said. “i remember that certain NXT star crying inconsolably over beth as people rushed out to help her. i remember one arm around her shoulders, and the other hand nervously stroking my wife's face to make sure both of them were okay. not only that, but i remember wrapping my arms around that young girl once we got backstage to make sure she was okay before going to check on beth.” y/n sniffled and looked down at her feet at the memory, her partners each looking at her with sadness. they knew they caused that moment...they caused that pain. yet they hadn’t talked about it. 

y/n watched as she became nothing more than a plot point for this feud; no longer was she the fifth member of the judgement day, but she was the young girl caught between the two hall of famers and the group that loved her. she hated this. and there was nothing she could do except listen to edge spew utter hatred. 

beth was the next to speak up, her voice breaking y/n down even more. “i’ve spoken with y/n about her recent addition to the judgement day.” she started, the crowd booing once again. “and when i spoke to her, she presented the same story as dominik; feeling betrayed by the people she loved, feeling like there was something better out there for her...and she’s right. there’s always something better.” beth looked into the camera, and y/n could feel that nausea in her stomach once again. “but honey, this isn’t the answer.”

y/n hadn’t even heard anything else said, both over the monitor or by her partners. she didn’t even realize edge had challenged finn and rhea to a match at elimination chamber. damian gave her pointers about the interruption they were about to make, dominik was whispering to her to make sure she could even go out there, and she didn’t hear a single word. her body reacted faster than her mind did, and before she realized it she was following her partners out of gorilla and into the ring. 

--- ---

damian kept a hand on y/n’s lower back the entire time. her rage pumping through her body as she stared down beth and edge sent shockwaves through his own body, and finn and dominik stayed just as close by in case they needed to get her out of the ring. but they also gave her the room to speak up for herself and her partners, even if it resulted in her mentors slightly ridiculing her. she was waiting for the ring to open up and provide her with an escape, but instead she was stuck there in the middle of the arena; all eyes on her, laughing and booing when put up against her mentors who obviously had the leg up on the audience. 

finn accepted the challenge without any hesitation. he called his match at extreme rules against edge ‘child’s play’, knowing that match alone did enough damage to edge and beth alone that anything else would be catastrophic. but edge wasn’t going to allow them to have the last word. “everything i said about you being better is true.” he started with a shrug. “even though you’re better, you still all confuse me. priest, you follow these people around like a lost dog even though you said you didn’t want a leader. y/n has you wrapped around her finger, just like rhea does with dominik. and finn, you’re better than all of this. you’re walking around like a cheap, knockoff version of the finn balor who once ruled this company.” the son of a bitch smirked as he looked at y/n one more time. “none of you really have one another’s backs. y/n, kiddo, they’re going to stab you in the back before you can even count to five.” he warned her, watching the young superstar’s face fill with anger. 

eventually she lost it as they all bickered with one another. the last straw, was the last time edge brought her name up into the conversation and used her as a plot point for his own vendetta against the judgement day. her manicured fingers snatched the microphone from dominik, and she finally let herself speak up. “enough! enough, all of you! stop it!” she practically begged. “tear me apart all you want, i don’t care.” she turned to beth and edge. “but as soon as you two drag me into your issues with them, then i’m going to say something. keep my name out of your mouth, or rhea won’t be the only one with brass knuckles and a chair.” she said, beth and edge both laughing at her once again. 

“y/n, honey,” beth started as she smirked. “back up and let the adults talk, yeah?” she knew exactly how to get under y/n’s skin. 

damian rested a warning hand around y/n’s arm, gently coaxing her to let go of the microphone and pushing her body behind his. “easy, amor.” he whispered, his own eyes watching beth and edge carefully.

edge laughed at the judgement day as they stood in front of him, y/n slowly falling apart and the others trying to make sure she didn’t do something rash. “you wanted to play with the big kids, kiddo.” he said, smirking as she clung to damian’s arm to ground herself and stay calm. “grass isn’t so green on the other side, is it?”

those words made her see red, and before she knew it chaos broke out in the ring. everyone was throwing their hands at each other, damian ending up outside of the ring at one point and y/n by his side. she didn’t want to get involved in anything else that was going on, but needed to make sure her partners were okay. “damian?” she asked softly, but he was quick to calm her down through his own pain. 

“i’m okay, mi amor.” he said, groaning as he held his back in pain. “get out of here before-”

before he could even finish his sentence, y/n locked eyes with finn who was hunched in a corner. he was in direct line of edge, who stood across from him and clearly had every intention of delivering a spear. but y/n wasn’t going to let that happen. she’d proved her loyalty before, and she was going to do it again. 

y/n hopped back up into the ring and used all of her weight to push finn aside. edge was already running full speed ahead in hopes of getting to finn, but instead his body collided with hers so hard that not only did she have the impact from the spear, but she felt the impact of the ring post to the back of her head. she crumbled to the mat with one hand to her back and the other holding her torso; a loud whimper filled with pain left her lips, all of the air knocked out of her body, and it felt like the deepest of breaths couldn’t fill her lungs. 

edge looked at her in horror as she writhed in pain. he couldn’t even believe what he’d done - something he never would have hoped to do, he did because she didn’t want finn to get hurt. “honey, i-” he started, reaching a hand out to touch her and make sure she was okay. but as soon as edge’s hand touched y/n’s arm, she scrambled away from a man she once looked up to out of fear. 

if looks could kill, the judgement day would’ve ended edge right then and there. 

finn’s face turned red in rage, pulling y/n closer to him before passing her body to damian. “get her out of here. now.” he said, already standing up and going right back to where edge was standing. “you think this is a game? huh?” he yelled at the hall of famer. 

while finn continued getting physical with edge, damian had picked y/n’s body up in his arms and started walking back up the ramp. “i know, princesa. i’m so sorry.” he said in her ear, letting her groan and occasionally wheeze in pain. 

y/n gripped at his jacket and hid in his neck. the thoughts that ran through her mind were absolutely all over the place, but the pain in her body overpowered everything else. she couldn’t even find the words to say as she drifted in and out of semi-consciousness from the pain in her head. 

damian rushed backstage as an official led him into the medical area. he wasn’t taking any chances with how hard y/n hit her head, so he sat her down on one of the benches and held her face with his cheeks. “baby, hey y/n, look at me.” he said softly, trying to get her still slightly frantic, but mostly absent gaze to meet his. “you’re okay, i promise.”

y/n wondered why damian looked so...blurry; almost like her brain had photoshopped or edited him to look smoother than before. “edge did that to me...?” she mumbled, pieces of what happened being burned into her memory for the worst or for the better. this wasn’t the same man who would show her how to put someone in a submission hold when she’d just barely started her wrestling career, or who taught her the proper way to tape her wrists before going into a match. this edge was...he was different. he could’ve stopped himself when he noticed y/n get in the way of the spear but he didn’t; he let himself hurt her, and now he was going to deal with his consequences. 

damian let out a soft sigh and frowned as a medic began to examine y/n. “my head hurts.” she told him softly, her eyes closing as her head started to feel heavy on her shoulders. y/n leaned forward to rest her forehead on damian’s shoulder, but he was quick about sitting her back up straight. 

“i know it does, hermosa.” damian told her softly, making sure she stayed upright. “i just need you to stay still...” it wasn’t long before he heard the rushed footsteps of finn and dom enter the medical room, both of them out of breath and their clothes a disheveled mess from the brawl that occurred in the ring. 

“oh god, baby!”

“chica, are you okay?”

“y/n, we’re so sorry!”

the rushed voices of all three men in the room was enough to overwhelm both y/n and the medic working with her to assess the damage edge did in the ring. “fuck, guys! too much!” y/n winced, as her head throbbed in pain. 

the medic looked at damian, finn, and dominik with a gentle shake of her head. “i’m sorry but i need you guys to step out for a second.” she said, moving to lead all three men out of the room. of course they all tried to stay - none of them wanted to leave y/n alone after what happened. but before they knew it they were stood out in the hallway and staring at a closed medical room door. 

--- ---

the backstage aftermath was anything but calm after the judgement day’s segment with edge and beth. the match for elimination chamber was confirmed, and everyone knew it was going to be an absolute bloodbath because of what happened in the ring. this was anything but settled, and now they each had to deal with their own aftermath and emotions. 

edge paced nervously in his own dressing room with beth after he’d come to terms with what he’d done. he couldn’t even go see y/n to apologize; he was stuck in his own thoughts, replaying the moment his body slammed hers against the ringpost and he could do nothing but watch her moan and writhe in pain. beth was just as overwhelmed, and she was doing her best to talk edge down from his current state. “adam, we need to take a deep breathe and calm down.” 

“calm down?” he said, looking to his wife with panicked eyes. “i can’t calm down, beth. not after what i just did out there. i-i didn’t even realize she pushed finn out of the way. damnit, beth! she’s too involved with them that she’s taking their hits for them now?” he asked, a stressed hand running through his hair. 

beth shook her head. “honey, you couldn’t have controlled what she did.” she said softly. “she’s an adult, whether you want to acknowledge that or not, and she’s going to make her own decisions. y/n’s the one who has to live with what she did, not you.”

edge sat down on the couch and nervously bounced his leg. the lines on his face creased with tension as he gritted his teeth, looking up at his wife. “we have to do something.” he mumbled. “she’s in too deep with them...she thinks this is good for her but they’re only turning her against people who have been there longer than anyone else. y/n is throwing her relationships with everyone down the drain, including us.” he let out a soft sigh as he came to terms with what his next steps were. 

“we have no choice, beth.” he said softly. “we need to get her away from them and end the judgement day once and for all.”

[igncrxntripley]

How do you think TJD would react to the reader having night terrors? ( for their secret weapon)

bad dreams

a/n: not me mixing TJD fluff and angst 🫠 also added a new plot point...we'll be playing with that as time goes on LMAOOO

mentions: bad dreams, nightmares, night terrors, anxiety, crying, description of past trauma, slight appearance from the spooky scary fiend, overall SFW but be cautious of above themes

taglist: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites @thesithdiaries

She was running, running, running...Y/N ran through the dark forest in hopes of getting as far away as she could. Every time she turned her head she could see him going after her. He was huge - almost animalistic. The animal head he wore only made him look that much more like a beast. Y/N had been running like her life depended on it but she had no clue where she even was. She could barely see anything in front of her but she knew she needed to keep going. As soon as she stopped, he was going to catch up to her. She couldn't let that happen.

Y/N finally saw it in front of her; a cabin, the porch light shining in the dark and illuminating the house. It was the only source of solitude around, and she knew she needed to go for it before he found her. She ran to the house and stepped foot onto the rickety wooden porch and opened the door before she could even think twice about it.

Her back hit the door as she caught her breath. Y/N stood there in pitch black once again, but she hoped she was safe at least for a little while. "I need to find them..." She whispered to herself; she'd lost her partners a long ways back after they ran in different directions and had no clue where anyone was. The last she saw of any of them, Dominik tripped and clearly hurt himself but he told her to keep going. Y/N needed to listen to him and just hope they'd fine another again.

Before Y/N could even make her next move, she heard soft humming in front of her. She couldn't tell what the tune was, but the deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She could hear something creeking, something moving...it made her blood run absolutely still in her body.

"Let me in."

Y/N's eyes widened in fear when she heard the voice. It sounded so familiar, yet she could barely pinpoint it. No words left her mouth to answer him, but she watched closely as he lit a lantern to shine on his face. He smiled at her, his wild hair and beard only making him that much more deranged. "We've been waiting for you, Sister Abigail." He said with a smile, slowly rocking in a rocking chair.

Her breathing only picked up as she panicked. Y/N shook her head, and when she turned around to the door to make a run for it she saw the same beat from earlier. She had nowhere to turn, nowhere to run...

"Let us in."

--- ---

Y/N practically shot up in bed with a gasp, clutching her chest as she tried to catch her breath. She didn't even notice the tears and sweat on her face, but she could feel just how claustrophobic she was in the bed.

Hearing their princess cry was like a siren for each member of The Judgement Day. They heard her wake up, and they each slowly followed suit and sprung into action when they noticed just how in distress she was. "Baby, hey..." Rhea was the first to say something, her hand reaching out to touch Y/N's arm.

She jumped when Rhea touched her, but as soon as she realized who it was the tears only rushed harder down her cheeks. "I-I...h-he...I couldn't s-see...!" Y/N panicked as the words tried to form and explain why she was so upset but it just wasn't working.

"Woah woah woah..." Rhea said, immediately pulling Y/N into a hug and letting her cry it out. Her brows were furrowed in confusion as she held their girl close to her chest and looked at each of her partners to see if they knew what to do. Damian rubbed his eyes before putting on his glasses to see what happened, Finn and Dominik looking just as confused and worried. "What happened, love? Huh?" Damian asked this time, his hand coming forward to rub Y/N's thigh.

What her partners didn't know, was that this nightmare was the result of Y/N's long and damaging history with The Fiend himself. One that started when she began her run in NXT, and ended not long before Brooks and Josh came into the picture.

Everyone knew that when Bray Wyatt wanted something, he was going to get it. It didn't matter how or what he needed to do - once he had a target, he was laser focused. And a naÏve, young Y/N easily became one of those targets when she first started training with the WWE.

She did her best to ignore his presence whenever him or a sign of him showed up. But Bray quickly caught on, and he never took well to the ways in which Y/N would just turn her back on him or throw away the things he'd leave behind. He would begin making his presence more obvious; showing episodes of Firefly Funhouse after her matches, sending Alexa to visit, anything he could to not only make it clear what he wanted but not let Y/N have the chance to ignore him.

Once Y/N met Brooks, Bray backed off. He'd been taking more time off and focused his energy elsewhere, but that didn't mean it lessened Y/N's fear of The Fiend. She'd been doing so well for so long, too; not thinking of him or even seeing him when she closed her eyes to sleep. But somehow he was working his way back into her world, and she needed it to stop.

Y/N’s body shook in Rhea’s hold, practically paralyzed in fear. “L-lights…turn t-the lights on! He’s g-gonna c-come back!” She panicked. Dominik hurried and started by turning on a set of string lights that illuminated the area around the bed. Once everyone could see, they got a better look at Y/N’s tear stained face with some sweat starting to form at her hairline.

“Who’s ‘he’, baby?” Rhea asked quietly, but Y/N only shook her head in response and continued to let her tears fall. It was clear they weren’t going to get any immediate answers from Y/N so Rhea sat patiently with her and let her cry.

Finn moved forward a little and moved the hairs from Y/N’s face. “You need to breathe, princess. Look at me…” he encouraged, smiling a little as her eyes met his. “There she is.” Finn took one of her hands and placed it over his chest as he started to take deep breaths. “Just follow my lead.”

As Y/N let Finn calm her down, Damian stayed next to Rhea and continued to rub Y/N’s thigh. Dominik had made his escape to grab some water, but once he came back he was right back in bed and rubbing Y/N’s lower back. Nothing was more comforting than the four sets of hands on her body, their sole purpose being to ground her and calm her down after being startled awake.

Y/N’s sobs turned into sniffles eventually turned into sniffles as she image of her running through the woods replayed in her mind. Even though the lights had been turned on and she saw her partners around her, the imminent fear remained in her kind of being alone. She continued to tremble in Rhea’s hold, and the stares of everyone around her didn’t go unnoticed.

“He was…he kept chasing me.” She whispered softly. One of Dominik’s hands reached forward and held her own, her finger lightly tracing the tattoos on his hand. “We all had to split up. He…it was so dark…” Y/N could barely get the words out to explain what she saw in her dreams and she just knew she was going to struggle even beginning to explain it.

Finn frowned and rubbed her back. “Who is he, my love?” He asked quietly.

Rhea could feel the shiver that went down Y/N’s spine at Finn’s question. It took a second, but eventuality answer answer left Y/N’s lips in a hushed whisper; she was scared that even trying to speak up would bring her nightmare into existence. “Bray.” Y/N finally said, looking at Finn with teary eyes over Rhea’s shoulder.

"I knew it." Dominik mumbled as he gently shook his head, his fingers drawing gentle patterns on Y/N's lower back as she continued t calm down.

Damian frowned; he hated that he couldn’t protect his partners from everything, especially the nightmares that would pop up in their sleep unannounced. He was someone who lived to protect all four of them, and not being able to do so made him feel an immense amount of rage. But he was determined to make it better even for the time being.

He reached out and gently rubbed Y/N’s thigh. “Nothing is going to happen to any of us, especially you.” Damian said quietly. “There’s nowhere safer than right here in our home.” Y/N’s bottom lip trembled again at his words, and while she was still too terrified to fully believe Damian she gave a small nod. She also moved out of Rhea’s hold to settle in Damian’s; his muscular arms wrapped tightly around her body to shield her from anything that she thought could potentially come for her. “You're okay." He whispered softly.

Y/N's fingers gently played with the loose strands of Damian's hair; anything to occupy her mind other than the dream she'd just woken up from was fine with her. The other three watched by with sad eyes, each of them exchanging looks with one another and Damian to come up with something that could make this all better for their girl...but they knew it wasn't going to be an easy fix.

Eventually once the sniffles stopped and Y/N had exhausted herself all over again, everyone was getting settled into bed with hopes of not being woken up again. Y/N had once more been transferred to a different partner, this time laying on Finn's chest with Dominik next to her. The younger man's arm was lazily draped around her waist while Finn's fingers twirled her hair, looking down at her every so often to see if she'd fall asleep.

"If you'd quit staring at me maybe I'll fall asleep." She teased him softly.

Finn chuckled at her and used his long fingers to gently scratch at her scalp. "I'm just checkin' on ya. Need to make sure you get at least some of your beauty sleep." He smiled and gently tilted her face up so she would look at him. "Go to sleep, my love. We've got you."

[igncrxntripley]

Can you pleeeease do smth w secret weapon helping Rhea celebrate?

and new...

a/n: if y'all thought i was missing this opportunity YOU'RE WRONG!! HOF coming tomorrow bc i'm so sleepy

mentions: NSFW 18+, some alcohol consumption, kissing, grinding, multiple partners, oral (receiving and giving), mentions of 'clit', touching, fingering, poly!judgement day, fem!reader, bottom!rhea, top!dominik/finn/damian, switch!reader

taglist: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites

Wrestlemania weekend.

The night that every professional wrestler dreamed of experiencing. The night that changed lives forever, for the best or for the worst. Nothing held a candle to what an entertainer experienced on the most magical night in the industry.

This year was no different; almost everyone in The Judgement Day had something lined up for the whole Wrestlemania weekend, and they were career-defining matches. Matches that tested relationships and legacies were the main theme in Hollywood, and Y/N had a front row seat to all of it.

The night wasn't off to the best start, as Dominik's match against his father did not have the outcome the group was hoping for. Y/N, Damian, and Finn had each gotten involved at one point and it still wasn't enough, but it wasn't the end of that story. But they couldn't stay down in the dumps for long, because it was Rhea's turn next.

A night that Rhea had been working towards for weeks, months, years...and she got to do it with four of her best friends by her side. The four people she loved and cherished more than anything else in the world aside from her career; she was the luckiest person in the world, and they rang through her head from the minute she walked out onto the stage until the match ended.

Rhea made each of her partners promise they would stay away. While normally she was okay with them getting involved or doing whatever she needed to do to win, she had to fulfill her own destiny. And Rhea was going to do it the clean way, and defeat Charlotte with her own talents. And because they loved their girl, they each made that promise and sealed it with a kiss. The last time they saw Rhea before the match was at gorilla, where they each told her they loved her and they'd be there for her when she came backstage.

They each stood and nervously watched on a monitor backstage. Y/N was chewing on her acrylic fingers like a maniac, and every time Rhea took a nasty hit she would hide in Finn's side. Damian could barely catch his breath as he watched, and Dominik was practically ripping his hair out. All four of them were mumbling and clapping for Rhea as they waited for it all to end. But before they knew it...

One...two...three.

Rhea did it. She fulfilled her destiny and proved she could do it. She made history - something she did well - and proved that she was one of the best athletes in the industry. Not only that, but she did it on her own. She didn't need The Judgement Day by her side the entire match to cause chaos.

Her four partners backstage went absolutely mad. They jumped up and down, hugging one another and running to meet Rhea at gorilla once she was out of the ring. And once they saw their girl, they ambushed her as if she'd won the lottery. Y/N jumped up and wrapped herself around Rhea's body, Damian hugging her from the back, and Finn and Dom taking each side. The mess of kisses and hugs from the five of them was the ultimate showcase of the love they had for one another, and the way they celebrated when someone won.

"We love you so fucking much." Dominik said into her hair. Y/N pulled back and wiped the mess of tears, sweat, and makeup from under Rhea's eyes with her thumbs as they all smiled. "You have no clue how proud we are." She said softly.

Rhea smiled and gave each of them their own kiss. "I couldn't have done it without you guys." She said softly. It was clear she was tired, so everyone broke the hug and gave Rhea her space. "I have to go take pictures and stuff. I'll see you guys later?" Rhea asked softly. Everyone nodded, knowing she needed to make the usual rounds of press and interviews, and gave her one more kiss before she walked away.

Y/N smiled at her partners as they went back to their own dressing room. "I know exactly how we need to celebrate."

--- ---

It was late before everyone was able to leave the stadium and get back to the hotel. They all showered and got changed so it was one less thing to do once they got there, but also because they didn't want to waste any time.

Finn popped a bottle of champagne in the car, pouring himself and each of his partner's a glass. "Here's to the champion." Everyone cheered as they started drinking. It was known that this was a rowdy crew when they celebrated, so this was no different. But tonight, it was going to be about Rhea and only Rhea. It didn't matter what else happened or what anyone wanted; their champion was going to get the celebration she deserved.

Everyone stumbled into the hotel once they parked the car, no one knowing who's hand to hold or who to touch as the alcohol was already flowing through their systems with the adrenaline. Everyone wanted to hold hands with their champ, but she had decided to make herself comfortable against Dominik's side as they made their way to the room. Y/N had decided on a piggy back ride from Finn, and Damian's large hand rested on her back.

"Fuck, this has been amazing." Rhea said as they entered the elevator. "Thank you guys for being here with me." She smiled at everyone, most definitely a little tipsy.

Y/N giggled and reached out to play with some of Rhea's hair. "We wouldn't want to be anywhere else." She said softly. Finn nodded and tightened his grip on Y/N. "You better wake up though, princess." He smirked at Rhea. "Because we still need to celebrate."

Damian led the way back to the hotel room and opened the door for everyone else. He let everyone drop their bags, closed the door behind him, and was the first one to pull Rhea into a passionate kiss. His large hands held her cheeks, Rhea giggling and holding his hips. "Tonight's about you, champ." He told her softly.

Y/N hopped off of Finn's back and moved with Dominik to lay on the bed. "Make sure the rest of us get a turn." She told Damian with a smirk, laying her head on Dominik's chest. Finn stood behind Rhea and kissed her neck. "We've been waiting all night for this." He mumbled against her skin and chuckled when Rhea shivered.

One of Damian's hands came down to hold the front of Rhea's neck. "Lay down for us, princesa." He mumbled softly, looking down into her eyes. "And be the good girl we all know you can be." Rhea looked up at him, her blue eyes already clouded with euphoria and pleasure before moving to the bed. Once she was laying down, Y/N giggled and didn't waste any time before moving to straddle their girl.

"You're all gonna gang up on me, aren't you?" Rhea mumbled as she held Y/N's hips. Y/N smirked and took off the t-shirt she was wearing, courtesy of Damian, to show the black lace bralette she'd put on back at the stadium (Rhea's favorite, of course). "I wouldn't say it's ganging up on you when we're celebrating you." She teased softly, smiling as Rhea ran her hands up her girl's side.

Dominik made himself comfortable by Rhea's head and played with her hair. "She has a point. This is about you, not us." He said softly. Damian took off his own shirt before settling between Rhea's legs, and Finn sat on the other side of Rhea. His hand held her cheek and he gave her a slow kiss. "We love you so much." He whispered.

Damian ran his hands up Rhea's legs, massaging her muscles through her oversized sweatpants. "You just relax and let us take care of you." He said. His hands worked the sweatpants off of Rhea's legs, and she let out a shaky moan in anticipation.

Rarely did they hear those moans from Rhea. It wasn't often they had her in this position, but when they did, her partners cherished it more than anything else.

Y/N leaned down and gave Rhea another kiss, making out with her as Damian continued to massage her legs. "You're so pretty." She told her girlfriend. Rhea's hands had a death grip on Y/N's hips, and she only let go to pull her sweats off to reveal the lack of panties. "Fuck, you wore this on purpose." Rhea whined softly, and it made everyone chuckle at her. She wasn't wrong, either. They had a plan, and they had every intention of carrying it out to make sure their girl was pleasured.

Dominik's finger began to draw gentle patterns on Rhea's chest, chuckling as she'd occasionally moan and whimper from her partner's touches. But Damian was the one who took things a step further, as he also worked Rhea's underwear down her legs and moaned at the sight in front of him. "Shit, hermosa."

Y/N gave Rhea one more kiss before she sat up and adjusted herself so her clit was over Rhea's face. "I've been thinking about your mouth on me all night." She told her girl softly, brushing Rhea's hair from her face. She hadn't lowered herself down to Rhea's mouth just yet as she wanted to tease a little longer. Damian was preoccupied between Rhea's legs though and was starting to leave gentle kisses on her thighs. Those kisses moved from her thighs to her clit, and kisses turned quickly into sucking. Rhea gasped and smiled up at everyone, her hand blindly tangling itself in Damian's hair.

"Oh, good girl." Finn said softly, his own fingers gently playing with Rhea's chest through the shirt she was wearing. "Our good girl." He mumbled softly, moving to kiss Rhea's forehead.

Y/N hummed and finally lowered herself down onto Rhea's mouth. "You've been begging to have your mouth on me all weekend, so I figured it was time to give you what you wanted." She giggled softly, grinding slowly against Rhea's lips. Rhea wasted no time in using her mouth on Y/N and held her thighs tightly. "She looks so good when she uses her mouth." Dominik noted softly.

They each took their time with one another, whether they were using their mouths or their hands. Damian was taking his sweet time with Rhea, and Rhea was allowing herself to feel the pleasure from everyone while her mouth kept itself busy and her hands gave attention to her boys. But it was only a matter of time before Rhea was getting desperate.

Her quiet moans turned into desperate whimpers and whines. Her nails were digging into Y/N's thighs who echoed those same noises; as Rhea became more desperate, her mouth was working harder to pleasure Y/N. Damian was using his mouth and his fingers on Rhea to give her every ounce of pleasure.

Two of Damian's fingers were slowly pumping in and out of Rhea, while her own tongue swirled in circles around Y/N's clit. Finn brushed his thumb over Rhea's forehead and whispered to her, while Dominik worked up Y/N. "You're gonna cum like a good girl, aren't you?" Finn said to Rhea, and she tightened her grip on YN in response.

Dominik pulled Y/N into a kiss, smiling as she moved herself against Rhea's tongue. "Show Rhea how bad you want it, baby. She's been dying all weekend to taste you." He whispered, and Y/N trembled as his words threw her over the edge and she came against Rhea's tongue.

Damian smirked as he listened to everything, and Y/N finishing only made him work harder for Rhea. Finn smiled as well and looked Rhea in the eyes. "Go ahead, baby. For us." He didn't need to say another word, because that sentence alone made Rhea squeal and cum for them. Her thighs trembled and tightened around Damian's face, and he waited until she was done to completely pull away.

Y/N let herself crawl off of Rhea and lay next to her, Dominik's arms around her body and continuing to kiss her. Rhea's hand also blindly reached out to hold Y/N's thigh, and Damian was kissing up Rhea's body until he got to her lips. She smirked as she tasted herself against him, and Finn wrapped an arm around Damian.

"Get ready for round two, baby." The Irishman whispered to her.

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their secret weapon pt. 8

a/n: finn receives a visit from an old friend to help him realize his wrongs, and y/n opens up to rhea. 

mentions: mostly SFW, brief mentions of violence during wrestling matches, appearance from a demon, fluff at the end, fem!reader, polu!judgement day, taking a shower but nothing NSFW happening in said shower

taglist: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore @auburnwrites​ @odessa-is-my-queen​ @theworldofotps​​

Finn stood alone after his partners all left the dressing room, and he started to think long and hard about the disaster he’d created. As wrong as it was...he wasn’t sure of what exactly he did wrong. Was pushing Y/N to be the best she could be such a bad thing? Was having that conversation with his partners not okay? Finn didn’t get it, and he knew that was worse than recognizing what he’d even done being wrong.  

As he sat on the couch with his eyes closed and his fingers digging into his temples, he’d decided the best thing to do was just relax and try to sleep some of this off for a few minutes. Maybe he’d come up with some ideas of where to go from here while he did so. It didn’t take long for Finn to doze off as he laid on the couch, but as he did, Finn could feel a presence of someone - no, something - with him. He had no clue who it was, but he tried to ignore it. 

Try as hard as he wanted...but Finn would never be able to ignore his demons. 

He took a deep breath and tried to push away everything that he was feeling; oddly enough, the darkness surrounding him was comforting. It gave him the space to feel what he needed to feel without anyone else there telling him what to do. However, as his light slumber took over his body he noticed that presence finally showing their true identity. 

“Christ, haven’t seen you in awhile.” Finn mumbled in slight annoyance, looking straight at the red and black Demon in front of him. Bálor stood in front of him in all his glory, smiling and swaying on all fours as he finally made his grand entrance. 

“It’s been way too long, friend!” Bálor said in excitement. “I needed to come see you after the mess you’ve made.” Nothing about the Demon King was a good sign, and Finn knew that. He was the last person Finn wanted to see at the moment. 

Finn rolled his eyes at Bálor’s words and shook his head. “Don’t even start.” He said, clearly agitated and wanting nothing to do with this conversation. “If you’re here to tell me I fucked up and they’re upset with me, don’t waste your time. Everyone else has already made it pretty clear.”

Bálor couldn’t help but laugh a bit, moving closer to Finn and standing in front of him. Just the sight alone made Finn’s skin crawl, but he’d also learned a long time ago to embrace his demons rather than pushing them away; that only made it worse. Bálor quickly caught onto that as well and used it to his advantage whenever he wanted to make his presence known. “I’m not going to repeat much of what’s already been said, friend. Especially because they’re all right.” The Demon stated matter of factly. 

The Irishman was even more agitated. “Fuck this, I’m not having this conversation-”

“Oh, yes we are!” Bálor interrupted. “And you’re going to listen, which is something you haven’t been very good at.” The Demon began pacing around on all fours, watching Finn like a hawk as he began talking. “It’s no secret you love the humans, all four of them. Whether you’ve been acting like it, it a different story.” He smirked at how furious those words made Finn, who almost interrupted. But the Demon held up his finger as if to remind Finn to keep quiet. “You don’t show love by hurting others. And you’ve especially hurt the small one.” Bálor said, speaking specifically of Y/N. “She injured herself for you, and it still wasn’t enough?”

Finn listened carefully, seeing where Bálor was going with this but still not understanding why he was in the wrong. “I never said it wasn’t enough.” He answered softly. “I just...I want to make her the best she can be. Sure I’m harsh but how is that such a bad thing?”

Bálor tsked softly, showing his fangs as he watched Finn squirm due to the lack of comfort. “She shouldn’t have to hurt herself to prove to you she’s loyal.” The Demon said slowly and carefully. “Not only that, but she has already sacrificed enough. Leaving behind someone she loved, causes more pain than anything physical.” He reminded Finn softly. “Think of what happened when you met the humans...you did the same, didn’t you?”

He thought carefully about Bálor’s words. The Demon was right; not only did Finn have this same period of loss and grieving of previous relationships before joining The Judgement Day, but everyone else did as well. Hell, Dominik was still grieving and coming to terms with his own situation after all this time. Bálor was right - Finn wasn’t seeing the progress Y/N had been making. He looked up at the Demon before letting his posture relax. “Yeah...yeah, I did.” He answered softly. “I don’t know how to fix it though. I want to...I just don’t know how.” 

A soft smirk crawled onto the lips of the Demon King himself, his fangs once again making an appearance. “You show each of them how much you love them, and you stop treating them this way.” Bálor said softly. “Your actions will speak much louder than your words.” 

The Irishman gave another small nod as he thought through his conversation with Bálor. “I can do that.” He said softly, watching as the Demon smiled in satisfaction. 

“Who would’ve thought I’d be the one teaching you to be human.” Bálor noted, a hint of sarcasm and pride in his voice. “You should work on that before I get too soft for you silly people.” That was when Bálor began to make his exit towards the darkness once again, hoping that his old friend would learn his lesson after this. 

Finn came to and opened his eyes, back in the dressing room on the couch where he’d dozed off to think through what had happened. Oddly enough, Bálor was right and had taught him what it means to be human; how backwards that was. 

All he knew, was that he had work to do. And that work began the next morning, knowing that none of his partners wanted anything to do with him for the rest of the night. 

--- ---

The remainder of The Judgement Day had gotten back to their hotel long after finally leaving the venue. None of them were thrilled with the circumstances, but they needed to have faith that Finn was putting the work in to think through what he’d done and how he was going to fix it. 

While Damian and Dominik crawled into bed, Rhea took Y/N into the shower so she could take some time for herself. She also wanted to hear what Y/N was thinking, as she hadn’t said much since leaving the arena earlier in the night. Rhea turned the water on and turned to where Y/N was sat on the bathroom counter, gently moving the ice pack away from her jaw and sighing at the sight of the bruise. “How are you feeling?” She asked softly. 

Y/N gave a small shrug and took off the t-shirt she was wearing (courtesy of Damian) and revealed some more forming bruises on her back from the table spot. “I could be better. I’m just tired I think.” She noted quietly. Who wouldn’t be tired after getting kicked in the face and falling through a table? She thought to herself. 

Rhea nodded and took a makeup wipe to start removing left behind eyeliner and mascara on Y/N’s cheeks. “I promise we can go to bed soon.” She gently stood Y/N up afterwards and helped her discard of her shorts, both of them stepping under the hot water and letting the steam relax their sore muscles. Y/N sighed in content, a small smile on her face for the first time almost all night. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more grateful for a shower.” Y/N said softly, making Rhea chuckle. She leaned in to kiss her smaller partner’s forehead and grabbed some shampoo. “Is Finn coming back tonight?” She hated to admit it, but part of her missed the idiot. Yes he pissed Y/N off, but she still hoped he would come back that night and try to make things better. 

The Aussie gave a small sigh and started to wash Y/N’s hair, gently getting at her scalp with her nails. “I don’t think so, bug.” She said quietly. “It’s probably for the better. He just...he needs the night.” Up to this point, Rhea had no clue Y/N heard anything Finn had said regarding her loyalty. She and the boys were living in ignorant bliss because of it; but Y/N knew she needed to tell Rhea. 

So Y/N leaned her head back under the water as the shampoo was rinsed from her hair before looking up at Rhea. “I know what he thinks of me.” She said, Rhea furrowing her brows in confusion. “I heard you guys talking about...about whether I was loyal or not. I heard his doubts.” The sadness was written all over Y/N’s face, and Rhea knew she couldn’t change what had been said.

Rhea frowned and kissed Y/N’s forehead again. “I’m so sorry,” she said before giving Y/N a kiss on the lips. “He...I know it’s not good. He just has such high expectations of people. And we wanted him to think through what he said but he just gets so in the moment when he cares.” 

Y/N shook her head and stood on her toes to give Rhea one more kiss. “I know, I heard you guys sticking up for me.” She said quietly. “I just wish I knew when...when I’d be good enough.”

With one more kiss, Rhea held Y/N’s cheeks and made eye contact with her. “You are.” She whispered. “You’re all we could ask for. And he’s going to come to his senses soon.” That was more to convince herself than Y/N. 

The two spent the rest of the shower in silence, helping each other clean up and exchanging slow kisses with one another. Eventually they finished and got changed before heading out to bed, and they maneuvered their way into the mess of limbs that Dominik and Damian already created; Rhea took the easy way and laid on the outside next to Dominik, and Y/N shimmied between the two boys to take her rightful spot with Damian. 

Damian’s arms easily wrapped around Y/N on instinct and she snuggled into his chest, the sound of the large man’s heartbeat lulling her to sleep. But as she laid there, alone with her thoughts, she couldn’t stop thinking of their missing Irishman who she wanted nothing more than to just admit he was wrong and fix everything. 

The question was, would be even admit it?

[igncrxntripley]

their secret weapon pt. 6

synopsis: The realization at what she’s done has finally hit Y/N, but her partners have mixed opinions on what to do next. 

tags: poly!judgement day, fem!reader, angst, minor violence (kinda, just to be safe), lowkey sad, more damian than the others

A/N: 🫢 eat it up babes

mentions: @babybatlover @ripleyswhore​

It had been almost a week since Y/N made it clear whose side she was on. She had avoided even thinking about Brooks and what she did to him at Monday Night Raw because her partners told her to move on, and she knew if she thought about him then all of their hard work was going to waste. They were all prepared for Y/N to grieve the life she was leaving behind to be their newest disciple, but all of them also knew it was going to be difficult. The question was, how long would it be until she finished grieving?

The Judgement Day was lucky enough to have the week off from any live shows so they were all able to stay home; Y/N needed that time away more than any of them so she could process what she’d done and how she was going to move forward. For someone who was normally outspoken and giggling with her partners, she’d been quiet and more reserved. She’d rarely left Damian or Rhea’s side the entire time they were home, but then she could barely sleep at night because it meant being alone with her thoughts. Her partners would often have her sleep in the middle since she was the smallest, but she would still manage to crawl out from their iron grips to clear her mind. 

Tonight was no different; when Y/N’s thoughts consumed her and took away the ability to get a good night’s sleep, she gently crawled out from the mess of sheets and limbs her partners created which resulted in a whine from Dominik. He immediately latched onto Finn who was on the other side of him while Y/N got dressed. 

She went into their gym, a place she’d been frequenting when she needed to clear her head, and immediately went for the boxing gloves and punching bag. It was no wonder she’d gotten better at striking in the ring with how often she was using it to cope. After turning on some loud music Y/N got to work and took out every ounce of frustration on the punching bag without giving herself much of a break. With every hit to the bag she switched focus to a different thought or person on her mind. 

I can’t disappoint them. 

I’m better than who I was before The Judgement Day. 

I need to let go of him but I can’t. 

I don’t deserve this opportunity. 

They would be better off without me. 

When Damian had woken up and noticed only three other bodies in bed rather than four, he woke up and decided to investigate. He heard the music as soon as he stepped into the hallway and was surprised that it didn’t wake up his partners; then again they all slept like the dead. Rhea could sleep through the apocalypse if it ever happened. 

Damian walked to their home gym and stood in the doorway, Y/N’s back to him as he watched her destroy the punching bag. He could hear her mumbling to herself, but he doubted she even realized he was watching. Just hearing her made Damian see the self doubt that was filling her body and he wanted nothing more than to make it better for her; he knew his partners felt the same, but they also had high expectations of her. Especially Finn. Even though she doubted herself and she still had room to grow, Y/N had continued to prove herself since she joined The Judgement Day. They were all impressed by her. But she still had a ways to go. 

“Not good enough…you’re better than the old Y/N…” she said in between strikes to the punching bag. Y/N didn’t even realize that she’d been crying, but after a certain point her grunts and heavy breathing turned into soft sobs. “Fuck!” She cried and fell to her knees on the floor. The weight of her thoughts and doubt had finally taken her down and she couldn’t do it anymore. Damian slowly walked over to her and kneeled next to Y/N as she sobbed. “Baby..”

Y/N looked up at Damian, unsure of how much he’d seen or heard but was still embarrassed that he’d seen any of it. “N-no.” She cried as he kneeled down next to her. She hated the sympathetic look Damian was giving her because she didn’t need anyone’s sympathy. She needed to prove to him and their partners that she was deserving of this opportunity they’d given her, even if she didn’t completely believe it herself. Damian shook his head and started to gently take the gloves from her hands. “Shh, mi amor. It’s okay.” He said quietly. It was still shocking how someone so big and tough, someone known as ‘The Punisher’, could be so gentle and caring. It was a side only his partners were lucky enough to see, and they felt incredibly lucky to do so. 

Y/N sniffled as Damian took the gloves off, immediately bringing her hot, sweaty body against his. His hug only made her cry harder; her body trembled as she sobbed and buried her face in his neck. “What have I done?” She sobbed into his neck. Y/N struggled with the pride, but also the guilt over what she’d done to Brooks and the side she’d chosen. “I-I know I need to let my past go but…but I can’t. I’m trying but I can’t!” Y/n cried and hugged Damian tighter. 

Damian held the back of her head and let her get everything out. She needed this; it was part of her grieving process, and he knew that. That didn’t mean it broke his heart any less listening to her cry. “No one said it was going to be easy, amor.” He said quietly. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He stood up with Y/N in his arms, her legs around his waist as he turned the music off and walked with her to the bathroom. 

He sat Y/N on the edge of the bathtub and ran the water. “I heard what you kept telling yourself in there.” Damian said softly, holding Y/N’s chin between his fingers and gently tilting her head up to look at him. “You’re not a failure. I promise you that, princesa.” His heart broke at the sight of their group’s firecracker looking gutted and destroyed. Someone who carried herself with confidence was now riddled with self doubt; but Damian and his partners also knew with time, that was going to come back. She was going to grow into the best she could be with their help. But for now, Y/N needed their support while she continued to work hard. 

Y/N sniffled at Damian’s words and looked up at him with wide sad eyes, her shoulders slumped from exhaustion. “I want it all to go away.” She sniffled. “I ruined a relationship with someone I loved because I want to be better b-but at what cost?” She asked herself. Damian used his thumb to wipe her tears. “You did what you believed was the best choice. We’ve all had to go through this, and it’s going to get better.” He gently lowered her into the warm bath and she relaxed in the hot water, letting Damian clean her up. The two of them sat in silence as he wiped the sweat and tears from her body and face, and she’d been so exhausted that he barely remembered Damian lifting her out of the water and carrying her back to bed. 

The next morning, the four left Y/N in bed so she could get caught up on her rest while Damian told everyone what happened the night before. “She’s weak, Damian.” Finn said the next morning. While they were all sympathetic, the Irishman had other concerns. “We don’t have time to wait for her to get herself together.” Rhea rolled her eyes at Finn, as did Damian. “We don’t have time? Or you’re impatient?” She challenged. 

Finn sighed and pinched his eyebrows. “Both.” He admitted. Dominik looked up from his video game at his partners. “We told her it wasn’t going to be easy. We need to work with her, Finn. Not make things worse.” Finn bit his lip as he looked at the other three in the room. “Or we continue to test her loyalty.” He wasn’t going to let this go; he was going to continue testing Y/N until she proved she was truly committed to The Judgement Day. “And if she can’t be loyal to us? Then it’s time to move on.”

[igncrxntripley]

headcanons - TJD’s secret weapon and damian

synopsis: he may be known as the punisher, but he’s her protector; what does the relationship look like between the secret weapon and damian priest?

tags: brief mention of NSFW 18+ content, fem!reader, poly!judgement day

A/N: the last of these headcanons AHHHHH!!!!! as a damian girl i was a little too excited for this

mentions: @babybatlover​ @ripleyswhore​

he may have been known as ‘the punisher’ in a ring, but when it came to his partners damian is the complete opposite

damian has been training y/n since she joined the judgement day and is the most protective of her

if no one else is able to be at ringside with her, damian will always be there

y/n loves to latch to damian like a koala bear so he can carry her around - and he happily obliges; her face fits perfectly on his shoulder and her legs lock around his waist like a chain

damian is the cuddler of the fivesome, especially when it means holding his girls in bed or on the couch

he’s simply accepted the fact that his clothes now also belong to y/n - but he isn’t complaining because he loves the way she looks in his shirts

if someone talks shit about y/n then damian is the first one to speak up

“i’m going to give you three seconds to repeat what you just said before i rip you into a thousand pieces for talking about her like that”

he’s not afraid to throw a punch to defend her if he needs to

whatever y/n wants, damian will get her - it could be something as small as a snack, or letting her paint his nails, or helping her bake in the kitchen for their other four partners

damian loves speaking and teaching spanish to y/n and has started using spanish pet names with her; hermosa, princesa, and amor are the main three while also incorporating their english meanings

y/n loves to call him papi just to see damian’s reaction - dominik pouts when he hears that though and also asks to be called papi which y/n teases him for

“why don’t you call me that?”

“don’t you have somewhere to be, dom?”

in bed? damian is super gentle and likes to make y/n feel special and pretty...but he can also flip a switch and will absolutely ruin y/n

overall, damian’s main priority besides his career is his partners; while he loves each and every one of them individually, y/n is the princess 

each partner feels the same though let’s be real

[igncrxntripley]

can't get the thought out of my head of her and tjd having like a horror film marathon and her getting really scared and them comforting her

headcanons: movie marathon

a/n: this was BURIED in my requests but thought it would be adorable so here you go

mentions: SFW, mentions of horror movies, nothing gorry or NSFW mentioned, poly!judgement day, fem!reader, reader's timbers get shivered by the scary movie

taglist: @auburnwrites @ripleyswhore @babybatlover

even though being a professional wrestler was hardcore, y/n wasn't much for scary movies and she made that very clear with her partners when they wanted to have a movie night.

they assured her though that the movies they picked weren't that scary and she'd be just fine - every single one of them lied through their fucking teeth though. when she saw the beginning of friday the 13th starting to play on the tv, she looked at each of her partners and frowned - "you guys suck! this isn't funny!"

clearly none of them realized how scared y/n was of horror films and they all chuckled; rhea wrapped her arms around their girl and played with her hair. "it's not that bad! we love these movies, and it'll be over before you know it. hell, maybe you'll end up liking them!"

rhea was anything but correct - y/n spent the majority of the first movie with the blanket over her eyes and shaking in rhea's lap. damian and dominik were watching every second of the movie, and finn noticed about halfway through that she was fucking terrified.

"are you sure you wanna keep watchin', peach?" finn asked, but y/n nodded and moved the blanket away from her face; she was going to prove to them all she could hang around and finish the movies.

they finish the movies and everyone else is chatting about how much they loved them, but rhea is the one who notices how shaken up y/n is and jumps into action. "princess? you doing okay?" she'll ask as she runs a hand through their girl's hair, and y/n will respond by hiding in rhea's chest and acting like nothing is wrong.

her partners may get hit in the head a lot but they can tell y/n's lying; rhea is hugging her even tighter, and dominik is already on a mission to make sure the house feels safe enough for y/n. damian is on comfort duty with rhea, as usual, and finn is turning off the movie before they can even turn on another one. "why didn't you say something, mi amor? we didn't think you were actually that scared."

"i did tell you!" y/n whines, and every one of them blush when they realize she's right.the smallest noises in the house are making her jump and tears are building in her eyes, but dominik has already turned on extra lights and closed the windows so nothing from outside could freak her out.

"so...no more scary movies for a while?" finn would ask, and everyone would glare at him after he stated the obvious.

damian would be the one to lead everyone upstairs and into bed where they turn something more relaxing on tv, like y/n's favorite sitcom or something silly on netflix. but y/n most definitely still cuddling with one of her partners at any given time and is going to make them pay for the pain and suffering they put her through just for a movie marathon.