#do you know How Hard it was to stop myself from letting ripley from making one of his 3 self description words be 'faggot'? it was Hard

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7 and 29 for Ripley and Tal? :]

ooooh these are two of my favorite questions from the list >:) thank you for asking!

7: Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

Tal: i would describe them as a paranoid vengeful ghost. they very rarely feel 100% real/grounded/connected to the world, and i wonder what they think their life will be once they're done with their unfinished business? i doubt they've considered it at all.

tal doesn't like to talk about themself, and they would make a lot of excuses to not do so, but after some thinking they would settle on tired, hardworking, and anxious.

Ripley: i see ripley as defiant, terrified, and passionate. he puts his whole heart into everything, which only makes it more terrifying when everything goes wrong. better to push everyone away and never face the vulnerability than to risk that heartbreak again.

if you tried to ask ripley to describe himself in three words, first he'd tell you "No," (probably while flipping you off), then he'd try to get out of it like "okay, three words: 'some fucking guy?' is that good enough? how about 'self proclaimed cunt'." with a lot of complaining and eye-rolling, he'd say "pissed-off, tired freak." (he's not good with words. and did i mention the defiance? yeah.)

29. What recurring dreams do they have?

(other than the sidestep typical recurring dreams, of course.)

Tal: tal dreams of faceless people and body-less hands. they dream of being the last person on earth. in their dreams, they always run too slow and speak too quietly, and even when they try to scream, it comes out as a stage whisper. they dream of glass boxes, display cases, a Los Diablos out of a museum diorama where the clouds are too fluffy and the light is too fluorescent. the people are plastic and the eyes are gawking back at them through the glass.

on the rare occasion they have a good dream, they dream of Ortega. simple pleasures. skin against skin without fear. on a good night, they could feel her hair in their fingertips as they braid it. hear her laugh recorded in a memory and remember the warmth as they press their lips to the back of her neck. on a good night, they could feel vivid, real and whole for a moment. but mostly, in their dreams, they are nothing. faceless and static and alone.

Ripley: ripley is especially prone to nightmares. being trapped. restrained. paralyzed. nightmares about the buzz of hot metal against his teeth, about freefall. the suspense of weightlessness, and the dread, because he knows what will come next, by universal law. he dreams of falling. falling. falling. a landing that knocks the wind out of him, hitting his head against the cold exam table beneath him, writhing, strapped in place. he dreams about blood in his mouth and a smile on his face.

he dreams of an endless cycle. trapped → escaped → free → captured → trapped. he isn't sure which part of the cycle he is in by the time he wakes up. he dreams of cinderblocks. and running. running as fast as he can, as far as his legs will take him, hoping those familiar restraints don't come for his ankles, dragging him down. dragging him away. dragging him back.

in his good dreams, he feels powerful. he has sunlight on his face and wind in his hair. his lungs are full of fresh air and he doesn't have anything to be afraid of. he still runs in these dreams- he can't imagine a life where he isn't running from something. but his weightlessness is ever fleeting joy and pride, without all the weight of guilt and anger he's used to. he wakes up from these dreams just as shaken as he wakes up from nightmares.

(sorry for the unbelievably long answer and THANKS SO MUCH FOR ASKING!!! the ask list is here!)

[1-800-sinister]

Mami

(Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader)

Warning: Smut, Public Sex, Mami Kink, Choking, Scissoring, Rhea and Fem!Reader fuck in the locker room, That's pretty much it.

You began calling Rhea Mami as a joke, but Rhea was not able to hold on any longer, wanting to bend you over and fuck you dumb every time she heard it come out of your pretty mouth.

"Hey, mami." you said as you walked up to Rhea, smiling. She gave you a look, which you ignored. "How did your match go, mami?" Rhea quickly grabbed your arm, dragging you to the locker room. 

"Woah, mami, why did you bring me in here?" You quickly shut up when Rhea placed a hand around your neck, pushing you against the wall. "Do you know how hard I have been trying to control myself and you keep making it worse?" Rhea looked you in the eyes.

You smirk, "Do I turn you on, Mami?" Your eyes widen as Rhea begins choking you. "Shut your mouth now." you nod. Rhea leans in kissing you; the kiss was nothing sweet; it was a slutty tongue-to-tongue kiss. Rhea gripped your hair as she made out with you. 

"Rhea, somebody can come in," you watched as Rhea glared at you, "who is Rhea?" and I give less of a fuck to whoever walks in." She began yanking your clothes off, pushing you onto your back on the floor, and she undressed as well. 

"Sorry, mami," you apologized. Rhea smirked, "Good girl." She pushed your legs open, positioned her cunt onto yours, and began moving. You let out a moan, and so did Rhea. 

Rhea grinded against you. God, you felt so good against her. She kissed you, and you returned the kiss. 

You both were making out sloppy moans breaking from you and Rhea, and you felt yourself get close to cumming by the way Rhea was moving, "Mami, I'm going to cum." 

"Me too, darling; you can cum." Rhea moved faster. You moaned out, cumming. Rhea came right after you, the both of you trying to breathe. 

You tried to move, but Rhea stopped you. "You think I'm done with you, sweetheart? You are very much wrong." she smirked.

[fict1onallyobsessed]

Sound Asleep

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader 18+

Warnings; (consensual) somnophilia, sex dreams, humiliation kinda, edging, the usual, Rhea being hot asf again

She wasn’t aware of what it was that woke her up to begin with. At first, she assumed it was just a sleepless night so without a second thought she bought her hand up to her face and rubbed her eyes, attempting to rub the remaining tiredness off of her face before she fell asleep again. It wasn’t until she exhaled a tired sigh that she turned her head to look at you to notice something wasn’t right.

Granted, it was pitch black with only the dim light you always slept with lighting up your body, but it was light enough for her to notice how your face contorted in…well she didn’t know what it was yet. Concerned, she turned to face you, putting her body directly next to yours with her hand coming to cup your face.

Her eyebrows shot up when she heard you whimper a little. She’s be even more concerned if it wasn’t for you saying her name again, a whisper barely audible to her own ears. She scanned your form making note of the obvious signs now.

Your hand was clutching the bed sheets, your face slightly twisted in pleasure as you bit your lip to subconsciously try and suppress your moans. Instead of waking you up, Rhea smirked, the hand that was cupping your face slowly moved enough for her to run her thumb across your lower lip. Just as she did, you released it from your teeth and exhaled slowly, a tiny whimper escaping your mouth.

She toyed with you a little, her hand running up and down your body, under your shirt, across your thighs that you were squeezing so hard. She was thriving off the little whines you made in your sleep when she ran her finger across your nipple, when she scratched your lower stomach, when she moved her hand to the most delicate of places.

She watched as you subconsciously bucked your hips when she pushed her hand into your shorts, her finger rubbing circles onto your clit that was basically soaked from your arousal. Her lips kissed your face, your cheeks, your forehead. The small gesture was a small attempt at waking you up a little, a step closer to being you back to consciousness.

Your thighs squeezed around her hand, your body moving so that you were laying on your back enough for her to have access to you easier. You still were asleep though, and as much as she wanted to help you cum and listen to your tiny whimpers, she wanted you to be awake during it. Her lips attached to your neck, biting soft bruises onto your skin in another attempt to wake you up.

“Wake up, baby.” She whispered into your neck, her fingers speeding up their work on your clit. “Come on, pretty. Let me help you and wake up for me.”

It took you a second but your eyes finally opened, a louder moan escaped your throat before you grabbed Rhea’s wrist and looked up at her, who was now staring down at you. Your could basically feel your thighs shake already, your mouth struggling to contain your noises as she continued to play with your pussy.

“Rhea…”

“What we’re you dreaming about, huh?”

You couldn’t even reply, the way she was touching you, it was just too good to focus on anything else. It wasn’t until she stopped and took her hand away when you finally noticed that she was talking to you.

“No, no, no, no. Please.” You whispered, trying to pull her hand back down towards you. “I’ll tell you just keep going please, baby, please I need to cum.”

She raised her eyebrow, a small smirk plastered on her face as she bought her hand back down towards you clit, but instead of doing what she was doing, she landed a harsh slap to your pussy. You whined, your back arching as you chased your very needed high.

“Tell me and I’ll give you what you want, or maybe I won’t let you cum at all…”

“No…” you breathed out. “Fuck, you made me sit on your l-lap, facing you, and you made me touch myself in front of you…”

Her hand slowly moved back down, her finger barely touching your clit before you gasped and felt her face sink down into your neck, her lips pressing small kisses onto your skin.

“Then what?”

“T-then you wouldn’t let me cum…and made me beg but wouldn’t let me stop touching myself- I need to cum so badly please, fuck.”

She laughed lowly into your ear, your pussy clenching around nothing as she kept circling your clit. You wanted more from her, you wanted her inside you, but you didn’t want her to stop again so asking felt useless. Your head was too fucked out anyway, you desperation to cum becoming so hard to contain.

“You like the thought of that?? You want me to watch you fuck yourself on me, huh?” She whispered into your ear, her breath tickling your skin. “Poor baby, maybe I’ll let you rid my thigh while you do so, make you watch yourself in the mirror too so you can see how pretty you look so desperate for me.”

Her words and the fact she was touching you so delicately sent you over the edge. The coil in your stomach snapped and you moaned out her name, your thighs squeezing around her hand so much but she still didn’t stop, fucking you through your orgasm until you were writhing and trying to push her hand away.

She let you come down from you high and she took her hand away. She still spoke to you, telling you sweet nothings as you whined into the air, body shaking and sweaty as she coaxed you until you were breathing evenly.

“You okay?” She asked, her lips skimming yours before you nodded and leaned up to press your lips together. “Sure?”

You giggled against her mouth, nodding again before looking up at her with half lidded eyes. She knew you were tired, she woke you up so she was expecting nothing but such. She left for the bathroom, cleaned you up and laid back down next to you.

“Sleep, and maybe I’ll make your dream come true in the morning.”

You scoffed in embarrassment, your hands coming up to rub your face before she cuddled up to you and the who of you basked in the silence before you both drifted off.

You knew she wasn’t joking, so you fell sleep hoping she’d do just that.

THE END 🤭

[milfswriter]

hear me out... vampire rhea au smut

Y’all are thirsty asf💀

Bite Me

Vampire!Rhea Ripley x reader

Summary: Rhea comes home without feeding, you help her get her appetite straight.

Notes and warnings: smut, vampires (obviously), blood-drinking, fingering, strap-on, soft Rhea (couldn't help myself lmao).

You were getting ready for bed late at night when you heard a swoosh of air on your balcony. You turned to see non-other than your girlfriend, Rhea standing there with a smirk on her face. You let out a loud gasp, hand on your heart.

"God damn it, Rhea! I told you not to scare me like that!" You scolded, breathing heavily as the smirk on the vampire's face grew. She walked into your room, closing the sliding door with a thud.

"How did you even get up there? you can't fly, can you?" you continued to ramble about her scaring you every time she came back from feeding in the woods and pushed her away as she tried to hug you.

"What?" she let out a chuckle, "okay, I'm sorry..won't scare you again" she lifted her hands in the air in surrender before wrapping them around your waist, a soft look on her face. You let her hug you this time, sighing as your heart still thumped against your chest.

She must have caught this due to her enhanced hearing. "you still scared, love?" her hand was buried into your hair with her forehead against yours, eyes boring into your soul.

You shook your head, tilting your head to join your lips and sighing into the kiss before pulling away, entirely forgetting she went out to feed, it's completely unsanitary.

"D..Did you feed at all? you..taste fine" you wiped at your mouth to see if there was any sign of blood and she shrugged.

"I don't know, I..I didn't feel like it" you nodded, pulling her into you again and resuming your past actions.

Your tongue licked at her lips, begging for entrance and for once she let you. She pushed you on your bed, hands wandering all over your body as your tongues fought for dominance.

You were trying not to nick your tongue with her fangs and she took the chance to take control of the kiss. Her groin made contact with your thigh, eliciting a muffled moan from you as you felt her bulge. Of course she was packing, she never comes unprepared.

She gripped the end of your shirt with both hands before ripping it from the middle, exposing your bare tits to her. "And there goes my favorite shirt" you whined, slapping her shoulder as she leaned down to take a nipple into her mouth while squeezing the other, you didn't know if you could keep up with her strength tonight. She was much rougher in bed when she doesn't feed prior.

"I'll buy you ten other shirts if you stop complaining" she promised as you let out a moan, her tongue swirling over your sensitive nipple.

you wrapped your arms around her to hold her cold body closer to your warm one. She moved her hands down your bodies to take both of your pants off, revealing the also black strap she's been packing for god knows how long.

Rhea stops what she's doing to look at you, sitting up on your elbows as you stared at her squeezing lube onto the toy, rubbing the excess of it onto your pussy, fingers entering you to make sure you were properly lubed up. You closed your eyes with a moan, clenching around her thick digits before she took them out, wiping them on your inner thigh.

She pulled your legs to the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss you hard. "you'll be the death of me" she growled, her canines pressing on her bottom lip.

"I thought you were already dead" she gave you a disappointed look at the grin you were failing to hide, her hands on either side of you, holding herself up.

"Then you'll be the life of me" you couldn't have blushed harder in a million years. You pulled her shirt up, taking it off her and pulling her face down to kiss you hard.

“Fuck, Rhea” you moaned, head thrown back as she entered you. You knew she didn't want to hurt you, but you wanted more, Needed more.

You let out a whine as you wrapped your legs around her waist, pulling her deeper into you. She looked down at you, "such a good little mortal for me, aren't you?" she smirked, her voice raspy. You nodded, unable to form words.

you pulled her head into your neck as she kissed and sucked on it. Her fangs making brief contact with your skin somehow made your orgasm approach even quicker. You felt her holding back, her breath ragged. Your fingers pulled at her hair before bringing her ear next to your mouth

“Bite me, Rhea” you whispered and her thrusts faltered, shaking her head in your neck. “please..please Rhea, bite me. Feed on my blood" black veins appeared on her face, her eyes darkening as her fangs grew even longer in an attempt to scare you off doing this to her.

You gulped as you adjusted yourself to what she likes to call her 'feeding face'. You've only seen it once before when you accidentally cut your finger while cutting tomatoes for dinner. "you can lick it off the cutting board if you want" "Fuck you, I'm not a dog".

You pulled her head further into your pulse point, "I said..Bite. Me" your voice turned cold. Why were you doing this to her?

"D..Don't start something you can't finish, darling" she groaned, your waist definitely bruising due to her strong grip to control herself.

She bottomed out into you at this point as you two basically argued, you didn't want her to desiccate and she didn't want to hurt you.

She finally gave in as you bared your neck for her. "Tell me to stop, and I will.." she assured and you hummed, nodding. She held your jaw in place as she fucked you harder.

You felt her fangs prick your pulse point, her lips sucking on your neck with a hum of satisfaction you never heard from her caused your orgasm to wash over you with a guttural groan.

You started feeling lightheaded when she already stopped, looking at you with a shocked expression. Did you just come from her feeding on you?.

She looked...hot. Your blood covered her chin as leaned down to lick the drops of blood that were still coming out. "You taste amazing..Does it hurt?" she looked concerned, even guilty for giving in to your pleading.

You shook your head, "At first..but I'm fine. Promise" she took the strap out of you with a nod.

"Stay here..gonna get you bandages. Hold this on your neck" she gave you your shirt that she ripped, she's got nerve.

A/N

This woman can do anything she wants to me.

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stressed out

{ summary } — randy’s been watching rheas every move, and when her stress levels reach an all time high, he helps her relax.

{ warnings } — nsfw (proceed with caution) dry humping, cheating, petnames, semi-public sex, elements of stalking.

{ pairings } — randy orton x rhea ripley

{ genre } — smutt, angst (?)

rhea let out a sigh. she was no less than exhausted. trying to keep the judgement day together was a chore, and with damian now considering himself to be the real leader, it was even harder to keep her cool.

her mind wouldn’t stop screaming at her, her body aching twenty four seven, wearing out fast from match after match, segment after segment. she felt hot tears start rolling down her face, a cracked sob escaping her mouth, all the stress from the past months flowing out.

through her breakdown, little did she know that a certain viper had been watching her. before making his return, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her during matches, segments, so forth. and now he had the perfect opportunity to slither into her head.

with a creak, he opened the door to the judgement days locker room, rheas head snapping up quickly. she wiped her tears away, standing up to face him. “what the fuck do you want- you’re not even supposed to be here!” she growled, face to face with him. he chuckled as the disheveled younger women, reaching a hand out to caress the side of her face. “you see, rhea. i’ve noticed how hard things have been for you. trying to keep the judgement day together. nobody appreciates your efforts.”

as he spoke, he guided her gently back to the couch by her shoulders, sitting her down. she had fallen silent, his scent intoxicating her brain, and his words strangely comforting. “you need someone to take care of you. you can’t be tough all the time.” he purred, running his hand up her thigh, looking for any signs of uncomfortableness or displeasure in the women, but none showed.

she felt weirdly hot, her core starting to throb achingly hard at his touch. she felt a rush of heat ignite her body as his hand brushed her clothed clit. “i.. would like that-“ she gasped, her hips jerking against his hand as he chuckled. “your little boys couldn’t do this to you, could they now?” he growled. she nodded desperately, now rocking her hips against his hand, panting like a dog in heat. “c’mon baby.. that’s it…” he encourages her, watching as her eyes glazed over at the praise. she sped up as she felt her orgasm start to build, so close to the edge it was painful. randy grinned. “good girl.. you gonna cum for me, huh?” he teased, and she let out a cry. his voice was all it took to set her over the edge, the tight knot in her gut untying itself as she fucked herself through her orgasm

“what the fuck is this?!” a voice rang out, randy smirking to himself. her boys were back, just in time to see their mommy cum for him. “since none of you took the time to take care of her, i did it myself.” rhea flushed a bright red at his words, glancing over at him. “rips? are you serious?” damian questioned, his brows furrowing together. rhea felt the tears threaten to spill again as she nodded. randy rolled his eyes. “maybe next time, think about your girlfriend, yea?” he laughed, standing up. rhea looked at him, terrified. was he going to leave her there? but her mind was put back at ease when he pulled her up after him, slinging his arm over her shoulders. “if you’ll excuse us.” he shoves through the men at the door, rhea near tears again. she turns to him as they walk. “thank you.”

[graceerodgers]

Blog Post #3; A Talk With Tom Ripley

Hello, my name is Gracee Rodgers and today I have the opportunity to be interviewing Thomas Ripley on several events in his life. Many years ago Ripley committed several heinous acts and today we all have the opportunity to understand what was going on inside his head.

Tom has faced 30 years in jail and has since been attending therapy sessions, going to church, and attempting to rebuild his life that he almost let his identity crisis ruin. He has learned a lot about himself and his sexuality. Tom agreed to come here today to show the public that he is a man who changed for the better and tell his story.

Everyone, please welcome Tom Ripley 40 years later

Hello Mr. Ripley, thank you for joining me today for this interview. I just have a couple of questions I'd like to ask regarding your past with the Greenleaf family in connection to your sexuality.

Thank you for having me. I'm happy to be here. 

My first question for you is when did you realize that you were so infatuated with Dickie? What was it about him that caused all the craze? 

Sigh, Dickie was a man with great power. Everyone around Dickie adores him, even Marge said it herself. He had the power to make anyone like him, but with that came a side of me I wish I never had to chance to see. Dickie had the perfect life, he was gorgeous, had comfortable living situations, great friends, and a witty spark that always came with him, the perfect man. Whenever I was with Dickie I felt like time would stop. It was a confusing feeling for me, living in New York during the 1950s is nothing what it is like compared to today.

In what sense?

Well, you know. Nobody wanted to be around anyone who wasn't normal and men "having crushes" on other men wasn't normal. It frightened me in the back of my mind because that's exactly what it was, a huge crush. Actually, it stemmed so far from a crush that Dickie became my obsession.

Did you always have a romantic attraction to him or did it start off as platonic?

 I loved Dickie from the beginning in a way no one understood. When the opportunity to go to Italy for free came, I was intrigued. I saw it as a challenge. The moment Mr.Greenleaf told me that his son went to Princeton, I automatically assumed that this was a high profile family. I also didn't have the best living situation before, so a free trip to Italy was a win in every category, but the second I saw Dickie on the beach for the first time something came over me. It was almost embarrassing how the plan changed over time, I soon stopped caring what I was sent there for. I wanted to be with Dickie so bad but I tried to play it off as a friendship for so long that I can't even pinpoint when I fell in too deep. I was attracted to Dickie the moment I met eyes with him, but the more time I spent with him, the more I craved him. I was young and naive but everyone has regretful moments.

Do you look back and find your ways disturbing?

I do, I think about it everyday. I was in need of a great amount of help at the time. Now that I’ve gone through many healing stages and therapy, I realize how deeply depressed I was. I was chasing a life that was not mine and it led to me taking lives. The worst part is, I stole his identity on top of it all. Every time I think about it I cringe. I’ve been trying to stop beating myself up about the past and accept the pivot in my morals but it’s hard. I'm not even sure if it had anything to do with my sexuality. Aside from my sexuality, I had many mental issues causing this entire thing to spiral out of control.

Do you feel like you found yourself through dickie?

In a way, yes. In several ways matter of fact. Since adolescence, I always knew there was something different about me. Something so different that I myself was scared to come to terms with it. When I was around dickie, i was always entertained. I loved being in his presence and learning more about his fascinating lifestyle. He allowed me to learn more about myself through him which made him even more attractive to me.

Do you regret the last conversation you held with Dickie before you ended his life?

When he told me I gave him the creeps my heart broke into pieces. I didn't know how to feel. Anger filled my body and caused me to hit him. As soon as I saw blood I instantly regretted it, but I had to do what I had to do. I regret the conversation for many reasons but the more I look back, the more embarrassed I get. I thought the feeling was somewhat mutual, we had so much in common and always had the most fun together. I assumed he was like me, closeted, scared, and trapped in his own mind with his feelings. I almost thought of it as saving him from Marge. I had a false narrative in my head that he hated her and they weren't meant for each other. The rejection evoked so many emotions that were impossible to control all at once. I regret it, but then I think to myself, “who would I be today without these experiences?”. Although ashamed, I am proud of my ability to perform something with such a risk. 

Were you nervous to attempt this with such a high profile man? The greenleaf name seems to ring bells.

I was nervous but confident. I've always said I am a man of three talents. Forgery, telling lies and impersonating practically anybody. It's sick but it's true. I still remember what Dickie said to me, “That’s three. Nobody should have more than one talent.” Till this day, I feel confident enough in my ability to do it again. It's like a horrible superpower I have, which makes me still feel like a villain. 

Okay Mr.Ripley I don't want to take away too much of your time so for our last question I’d like to ask If you were to experience everything again in today's society, how different do you think it would be? Would you be more open with your sexuality? 

 I would like to think that I would be much more comfortable with my sexuality but I'm not sure. Now, I've learned and grown. I understand the concepts of sexuality but it's hard to tell. It was such a vulnerable feeling I don't think I would ever volunteer that information, but I do think having a more fluid sexuality is more accepted now than it was 40 years ago. In today's society I'd also assume it would be much harder to con someone out of their identity being that all the technology is much more advanced as well as ways to find people like myself.

Thank you so much for sharing I appreciate your time and vulnerability.

Thank you so much for having me. Bye Gracee!

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

WORK FOR THAT

Prompt: Requested, by a lovely anon. Hope you’ll like it, sweetie

Word Count: Long-ish

Pairings: Rhea Ripley x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, oral sex, dirty talk

Editor: @thenightmareismyreality

Tag: @sassymox , @waywardwrestlewritingwaif , @yungbludjazz360 , @placeoffreedom

Notes: If you’d like to check out my previous works, you can find them on my Masterlist 😉

“I think she’s into you” Asuka smirked, as she stared at Rhea, who was sitting down in one of the catering tables behind me “You should’ve seen the way she was eating you up with her eyes when you were interviewing Drew earlier” She giggled

“She is something! But also seems like trouble, so uh, no thanks” I laughed

“Come on, Y/N, how much trouble could a one night stand cause?”

“A lot when you know that it probably wouldn’t be a one time thing!”

“Oh” She smirked “And why is that?”

“Do you know me at all? If you think I could ride that face only one time and that’s it, then you don’t know me as much as I thought you did! Have you seen her? She looks like she knows exactly how to eat a pussy, ok?”

“I sure can” Rhea whispered in my ear “And if you ever want a free test drive” She slid a piece of paper on top of the table “Let me know, so I can prove it to you”

She stepped back towards the door, when she reached the doorway, she turned around and mischievously stuck her tongue out at me, the piercing in the middle catching the light

“I fucking hate you” I slapped Asuka’s arm

“Ouch” She dramatically screamed “You’re welcome! And let me know if she means it” She laughed when I got up from the table to go to the bathroom, so I could splash some water on my now burning face

……………………………………………….

My phone buzzed on top of the hotel bedroom’s nightstand

Rhea 😈: Good morning, gorgeous. When will you stop being so stubborn and come here to get that free test drive? 👅

Y/N 🍑: In your dreams, Ripley

Rhea 😈: C’mon, princess… Don’t pretend like you don’t want to 😏

Y/N 🍑: It’s not a matter of wanting, it’s a matter of doing what’s right

Rhea 😈: Exactly! And what’s right is for you to come to room 635 right now and ride my face 👅💦

Y/N 🍑: 🤦‍♀️ You’re no good...I gotta go now, I need to shower

Rhea 😈: Can I join you? You know, just in case you need some help of course 😇

Y/N 🍑: Yeah, that’s exactly why you want to join me 🤥

…………………………………………………

Later that day as I was heading to hair and makeup, I heard someone wolf whistling at me. I turned around to find the blonde and female version of the Devil, right behind me

“You scared me”

“Sorry, princess” Rhea leaned against the wall “I just had the perfect view of your ass and fuck, it looks so good that I couldn’t help myself” She smiled

“You are so filthy” I tried to hold back my laugh

“But you love it, don’t you?” She roamed closer “I know you wanna laugh” She teased “Or at least giggle”

She dipped her head down towards my neck, nuzzling her nose against my skin

“You drive me crazy” She mumbled

“Rhea...” My words died on my lips when her arms circled around my waist and her hands rested against my ass, pulling me even closer to her

“I know you’re playing hard to get, but I’m reaching my limit here” Her hands caressed my ass “I’m starting to wonder if I’m doing the right thing, because it feels like I’m pushing you into wanting something you’re not in the mood for”

“You’re not doing anything wrong” I caressed the back of her neck and let my nails lightly scratch her scalp, which made her growl

“So I’m not overstepping here?” She asked

“No, you’re not”

She lifted her head up, and tightened her grip around my waist

“So you won’t mind if I do this?” She leaned down, brushing her lips against mine, testing the waters but also giving me a chance to pull back if I wanted to.

When she realized I wasn’t going to stop her, she fully captured my lips in a breathtaking kiss. Biting my bottom lip, until it slid out of her teeth. I opened my eyes to find a dumb smile glued to her lips

“Oh, you like me” She teased, kissing my lips once more “You like me a lot” She smirked

“You’re so childish” I cackled, as an intense pink shade took over my cheeks

“And you’re blushing?” She hugged me tightly “You really like me” She attacked my neck with several nips, making me squirm and laugh loudly

“You’re so cute together” We heard Asuka say, as she passed by our side in the hallway

We both startled when we heard her voice “Fuck, I thought it was boss lady” Rhea chuckled

“I know, I almost shit in my pants thinking I was going to be fired” I laughed along with her

“Come get dinner with me tonight?”

“I don’t know, Ree...I don’t like to think someone can take a picture of us together and put it on the internet, just so then people can say that I got this job because of you”

“But you didn’t!”

“Yes, but you know how people are, they just assume things, and suddenly fiction becomes truth, even when it’s the farthest thing from it

“Ok...my hotel room then? We can order some room service, have a chit chat, make out” She growled playfully

“That’s all you want me for?” I teased

“No” She giggled “But I’m not gonna sit here and lie to you either! I feel very attracted to you and would love if we had sex, but that’s not the main reason why I like you”

One of the things I loved the most about Rhea was her raw honesty, she’s always one to tell you the truth, no matter how harsh or sappy it is

“Ok, I accept your invitation”

“Really?” She smiled widely, spinning me around the hallway

“Rhea, you’re gonna make us fall!” I laughed

……………………………………………………….

“It looks fine, Y/N!” Asuka said, chewing on a handful of popcorn

“Right” I rolled my eyes in annoyance, staring at the full length mirror in front of me “It displays my pouch beautifully” I poked my belly

“First of all, you’re beautiful! Stop putting yourself down like that!” She stood up from her bed and stopped by my side “Secondly, you could be wearing a trash bag and Rhea still would think you are the most beautiful woman on the earth! Trust me, I know what I’m saying” She smirked

“You heard her say something?” I asked, hopeful

“I heard a thing or two” She smiled wickedly “But I’m not telling you anything!” She laughed when I scowled

…………………………………………………………

I knocked on her door, already regretting my choice for an outfit (which basically consisted of a pair of yoga pants, with a loose crop top shirt and some sneakers), but before I could run back to my room and change outfits, she opened the door and her whistle was what made me get out of my self deprecation daydream.

“Fuck, you look hot” She smirked

See what I meant about the raw honesty?

Shaking my head while chuckling, I said “Thanks”

She offered me her hand, pulled me inside her bedroom and pressed me against the closed door, kissing me as if her life depended on it

“What happened with the ‘food first, sex later’ rule?” I laughed, as she pulled me towards her

“That was before you showed up at my door looking like this” She smacked my ass “This is your fault, princess, not mine” She hugged me tightly

I stepped away from her, turned around and walked towards the bed, giving her the perfect view of my ass in the light grey yoga pants

Do I know my ass looks insanely good in those pants? Yes!

Did I do it on purpose? Hell yes!

When I reached the bed, I placed myself in all fours on top of it, wiggled my ass in the air and looked over my shoulder at her

“Come, Rhea” I purred, and cackled at the low growl she made

She ran towards the bed, grabbed my hips and pushed me down on the mattress, locking me there with her body weight

“You’re in some big trouble, missy”

“Am I? What did I do?” I batted my lashes innocently

She chuckled “You’re no good, woman!” Her hands dipped underneath my crop top, and grabbed my breasts through the bra “And to think I was worried about corrupting you, when in fact you’re as dirty as I am” Her tongue traced patterns along my neck

“Rhea, please” I moaned

She pushed my pants down, but suddenly stopped to sit up

“Where are your panties?” She smirked

“Oh damn it! I knew I was forgetting something” I smiled devilishly

“Fuck” She panted, dipping her head down to my core

I sighed deeply in content, when her tongue met my clit “You’re so fucking good” I looked down and she winked. My hand quickly grabbed her short blonde locks at the same time she pushed two fingers in

“Oh my fucking -” I pulled on her hair when her fingers inside of me curled and her lips began to suck on my clit

I looked down to find her gaze glued to my face “I’m gonna cum” I moaned “Fuck you’re gonna make me cum so good” I bit my lip in order to control my moans

The next touch of her tongue piercing against my bundle of nerves was what made me explode around her fingers.

Rhea’s fingers and tongue actions became softer and softer as I came down from my high. Smiling, she made her way up, towards my lips and kissing me softly

“Why are you so good at this?” I asked, completely mind blown

“Told you I could eat pussy” She chuckled

“Fuck, I think you ruined me” I panted

“Oh no, princess” She grinned “I’m not even close to ruining you yet”

Please, if you’re comfortable with it, let me know your thoughts on this? Feedbacks are always appreciated 🥰😘

[purplegirl20]

Fever Dream

Pairing: Edge x Self-Insert (Me) with mentions Damian Priest and Rhea Ripley.

Summary: I was trying to get some sleep as I develop a fever.

Warning: (SMUT 18+)

Tagging: @ghoulsister1 @omg-im-such-a-masochist @babiidee28 @sparkleva25 @alicejoaquin1990 @vintage-pvssy @ashkrystal @theworldofotps @nyc-kyra-93 @ziasaph @priestparty @queenzay @sultryfandoms @auburnwrites @windhamsrotunda@rheaanddamianfan@theclawdeen1442 @tmt-77 @blueberryomega

June 10th.

It was a rainy Friday morning. I was in bed, coming come with a case of fever of 102°F. I was shivering and sneezing under my huge comforter.

Shaynell:(groans) I can't believe that I got sick from this.

Tissues was littered everywhere on my bed.

Shaynell:(sneezes) ACHOO! ACHOO! ACHOO!

I grabs my tissue box and grabs some more tissues to blow my nose.

Shaynell:(sniffling) Unbelievable.

I grabs another comforter to make myself warm.

Shaynell:(groans) Please give me some sleep.

I starts drifting on and off from consciousness until I fall asleep to a deep slumber.

A few hours later...

I suddenly felt warmth on my body. As I was trying to sleep, I heard the sounds of bird chirping.

Shaynell:(groans)

I fully opens my eyes and saw the blue sky. I tried to speak up but I couldn't.

Shaynell:(muffled) What the hell?

I look down and myself naked and bound to a large padded St. Andrew cross in a middle of a rose garden.

Shaynell:(muffled) What the fuck??

I tried to get out of my bondage but to no avail.

Shaynell:(thinking) Where am I? How did I got here? Why I'm naked in the middle of rose garden?

"Boston cream."

Shaynell:(gasp) Who's there?

I turn my head to see where the voice is coming from.

Shaynell:(muffled) Hello? Is anyone's there? Damian? Edge?

Then I heard rustling from the bushes.

Shaynell:(muffled) Hello? Hello?

Then I saw a nude muscular man, wearing a golden bedazzled wolf mask. He walked up to me and let his fingers caress my naked body, causing me to whimper.

Shaynell:(muffled) Who's are you?

Mysterious Man: You do love asking questions, don't you?

He then remove his mask. I quickly gasp when I recognize his face.

Shaynell:(muffled) Edge?

Edge:(chuckling) In the living flesh, Boston cream.

He then removed the gag from my mouth and kiss me on the lips.

Shaynell and Edge:(moans)

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles.

Edge:(moans) Boston cream.

As we were being intimate together, he starts tweaking my hershey kiss nipples without breaking the kiss.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles. I miss you.

Edge:(chuckling) I miss you too.

He smirks and starts sucking my tits.

Shaynell:(blushing) Edge...

Edge:(chuckling) You taste so delicious.

Shaynell:(giggling)

He moves his lips away from my tits, causing me to whine.

Shaynell:(whines) No. Why did you stop? Don't stop.

He bend down and starts eyeing at my feet.

Shaynell:(gasp) Edge? What do you think you do- HAHAHAHAHAHA.

He starts tickling my feet, causing me laugh and squirm hysterically.

Shaynell:(laughing) Hahahaha.

Edge:(baby talk) Tickle,tickle, tickle!

Shaynell:(laughing) Sprinkles! Stop it! I'm ticklish!

Edge:(smirks) I know.

He continue tickling my feet, making me giggle and squirm even more.

Edge:(chuckling) Your precious toes are all mine.

Shaynell:(laughing) STOP! I'M GONNA-AHHH!

I felt my pussy pulsates as it leak its sticky essence.

Edge:(chuckling) Aw. You already spills your nectar for me. How generous of you.

He smirks and going down on me, causing me to gasp and moan.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles!

Edge:(chuckling) You taste so sweet, my little Boston cream.

Shaynell:(whimpering) Sprinkles..

He smirks and spread my Pussy lips and starts fingering me.

Shaynell:(moans) AHH!

Edge:(chuckling) My, my. Your pussy is hungry for my fingers.

He continue teasing me by rubbing my sensitive nub.

Shaynell:(moans) OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!

Edge:(chuckling) You're so ready.

He slowly get up and I quickly saw his cock getting stiffer.

Shaynell:(gasp)

He unshackles my feet and props my feet up.

Edge:(chuckling) You see my cock getting hard for you? It's crying to get inside your wet pussy.

He position himself and let his cock slide inside me, causing me to gasp.

Shaynell:(gasp)

Edge:(grunts) Such a perfect size for my cock.

He continue fucking me hard and rough.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles.

Edge:(chuckling) You miss my cock?

Shaynell:(squeaks) Yes.

Edge: I can't hear you.

Shaynell:(screams) YES! I WANT IT! I WANT IT IN ME!

Edge:(grunt) Good answer.

He smirks and continue fucking me.

Shaynell:(moans) OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!

As I felt my wet wall being pleasure with his cock, I felt it clenched onto his long, thick shaft.

Shaynell:(moans) Let me cum. PLEASE LET ME CUM!

Edge:(grunts) Your wish is my command, Boston cream.

He continue thrusting and pounding while vigorously rubbing my sensitive clit.

Shaynell:(moans) I'm gonna cum! PLEASE LET ME CUM! LET ME FUCKING CUM!

The sound of his grunting turns carnal by the second.

Edge:(grunts) I'm getting closer. I'M GETTING CLOSER! I'M GETTING CL- AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Shaynell:(screams) AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Our love juice mixes together as climax together. My body instantly limps as my orgasm quickly passes.

Shaynell:(panting)

My legs starting to get wobbly, trying to stand up.

Edge quickly unshackle me from my bondage and gently set me on the soft grass.

Shaynell:(blushing) Sprinkles.

Edge:(softly) Boston cream.

He leans towards me and passionately kiss me, making me moan and blush.

Shaynell:(moans) Sprinkles?

Edge:(moans) Yea?

Shaynell:(moans) Don't leave me.

Edge: I'll never leave you. No matter that.

Shaynell:(blushing)Sprinkles. Thank you.

Edge: I have a favor to ask you.

Shaynell: What is it?

Edge: Wake up.

Shaynell: Wake up?

Edge: Wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP!

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"

Shaynell:(gasp)

I quickly was sweating and hyperventilating. I look around and saw Rhea at my bedside.

Shaynell: Rhea? What you doing here? How you got into my house?

Rhea: Damian lends me his spare keys to your house.

Shaynell:(thinking) Damian.

Rhea: Where have you been? Damian has been worried sick about you. He told me to look after you while he's gone.

Shaynell:(groans) Rhea. I'm fine. (sneezes)

Rhea: You don't look fine.

She placed her hand on top of my forehead.

Rhea: Jesus christ! You're burning up!

(phone vibrating)

Rhea: Hold on. Someone's calling me.

She quickly picks up her phone.

Rhea: Hello? Oh hey Damian. Yea. I'm here at your girlfriend's house. Do you want to talk to her? Alright.

Rhea: He want to speak to you.

She gives me her phone to to speak to Damian.

Shaynell:Hello?

Damian: Mija, where have you been? I haven't see you since Monday! I was worried sick!

Shaynell:(groans) Sorry. I've been under the feeling under the weather. And besides, you're busy being an ambassador for the Puerto Rican pride parade. (Sneezes)

Damian: Mija. Are you sick?

Shaynell: I'm fine. It just a fever. (sneezes)

Damian: Mija. Take it easy. Let's Rhea will take care of you and don't do anything.

Shaynell:(sighs) Alright.

Damian: And Mija?

Shaynell: Yea?

Damian:(deep voice) Don't you ever ghost me again or you will suffer the consequence.

His deep voice instantly sends chills down to my spine. He quickly hung up.

I quickly give Rhea's phone back. She quickly sanitize her phone with baby wipes.

Rhea: I'll order some Ramen noodles and mochi ice cream for us and we'll relax together.

Shaynell: Ok.

She smiles and left the room to place an order. I'll lay down on my bed to try to relax.

Shaynell:(thinking) Buñuelos. What have gotten into you?

I continue looking at the ceiling as try to fight the fever and to process about Damian's attitude.

[riosnecktattoo]

Tay, this answer makes me deeply insane b/c Aliens makes me deeply insane. I could babble on feverishly for hours about how hard I love it but why do YOU love it? What about it makes you feel good/connect deeply with it, I MUST KNOW.

JOEY! MY LOVE! TASTE HAVING QUEEN!

I need you to know I typed out a literal thesis in response like I went insane with details and anecdotes and Tumblr deleted it all 🙃 I needed time and I've only just stopped seething over it

It was really good and I cant emotionally bring myself to try and retype it all cause it was SO MUCH and ugh yeah.

But I need it to be clear that Aliens is everything to me and I know every single second and moment by heart and I have done since I was like 6 when I pretended to be sick in Primary School so I could stay home to watch my BTS content Aliens DVDs.

(I also shipped Ripley and Hicks HARD like I was so obsessed)

Anyway since I can't recover my essay here's some pictures from my quote wall in my bedroom, all handwritten by me from my fave TV shows/films so Aliens is in abundance

It won't let me add any more pictures for some reason but there are obviously a bajillion more (Get away from her you Bitch!)

[bestofblackwidow]

The "Let me go - it's okay," she told him the last time we saw the Black Widow, it was - to say the least - emotional. "Let me go - it's okay," she said to Hawkeye, plunging to her death on the arid planet Sleeping in Avengers: Endgame for the ultimate sacrifice to save the world. While the deaths in the Marvel Cinematic Universe go on - sorry, Iron Man - there was probably no more heart-stopping moment, since the former SHIELD spy who became Avenger gave her life to recover the Soul Stone.

Still, it left the MCU in a bind. For years, a Black Widow film had been mooted, right back to 2004 at Lions Gate Entertainment before the rights reverted to Marvel. When Scarlett Johansson first appeared as Natasha Romanoff - the former KGB assassin with a very particular set of skills - in 2010's Iron Man 2, it didn't take long before questions were asked about a solo outing. Marvel Studios conductor Kevin Feige even held discussions with Johansson, who was then only 25. But there was a caveat, he said. "The Avengers comes first."

While others - Thor, Captain America, Black Panther and even Ant-Man - had their moments in the spotlight, the Black Widow was forced to wait. And wait. And wait. Not that Johansson thought that her character demanded the same treatment; if she was going to be in front of a Marvel movie, there had to be a reason. "Is there anything exciting to do creatively, as an actor?" she says. “Will we be able to do something extraordinary and strong? And something that stands on its own? "It's what makes the independent Black Widow an intriguing prospect: an inauguration of Phase 4 of the MCU promises to step back in time before her dramatic death to answer the provocative questions that still hover over her Crucially, the script transports audiences back to the events right after Captain America: Civil War, after that huge internal confrontation of the Avengers.

Without relatives or an organization that employs her, the Black Widow is alone, says Johansson. "It gave us the opportunity to really show her when she's kind of out of her game, you know? Because of that, anything was possible." The actress was there "from the start" at the script meetings, as they began to figure out how to delve into Romanoff's origins. "You are trying to map all of this ... which is extremely stressful," she laughs, "because there are no guidelines."

Fortunately, Johansson was not alone. In another inspired choice for the MCU canon, Feige recruited Australian director Cate Shortland, best known for discreet dramas like Somersault and Lore. While she was surprised, Shortland was encouraged by the creative freedom that Marvel was offering. “They allowed me to be myself and encouraged me to make a movie that I was passionate about,” she says. "We were allowed to have a lot of nuances and make a character-oriented film."

After several Skype sessions with Johansson, who also receives producer credit, Shortland worked with a Russian researcher to embody Romanoff's dark story: "the red in my ledger", as she told Loki in 2012 in Os Avengers. As she sings in the trailer, "We have to go back to where it all started" - the promising teaser clips of Romanoff as a young man (played by Ever Anderson, daughter of Paul WS Anderson and Milla Jovovich) in a childhood that seems far from idyllic. That's what makes Black Widow a family reunion of the kind that only Marvel would have the courage to conjure. Joining Romanoff is Yelena Belova, a sister-sister and fellow murderer who trained alongside her in the so-called Red Room, the punitive Soviet facility that produced 'Black Widow' spies.

"Their stories intersect," promises Shortland. "They clash." Played by Lady Macbeth's British star Florence Pugh, Belova is more than a physical match for Romanoff. Still, emotionally is where it really matters. "What Yelena does is kind of point to Natasha's pain," says Pugh. “She is part of Natasha's story. And I think that's why we have an opportunity to look at Natasha's story, because Yelena has been knocking on the door and says, 'Hey, let's deal with this pain. ”As Johansson comments, Belova is not just a carbon copy of his own character.

"She is completely alone. She is strong and different. She is so different (from) Natasha." Beside them are Melina Vostokoff (Rachel Weisz) and Alexei Shostakov (David Harbor), two father figures whose own stories intertwine with Natasha and Yelena. "This is the coolest thing with this whole group of people. They all had parts of their past that they regretted," says Pugh. “They’re older. They’ve had more life experience. They know more about the system, about this world they’re all living in.” Harbor, the Emmy Stranger Things nominated star, managed to put an indelible mark on the muscular Shostakov, better known as the Red Guardian super soldier, the Russian equivalent of Captain America. "There is a gangster quality to him," the actor smiles. "And he's covered in tattoos. He's got a beard and those gold teeth. He's crazy." But after years of making bad decisions, he's also full of remorse.

"He's in a bad situation," adds Harbor. "And he needs redemption." Weisz's character, Melina, is another who experienced the rigors of the Red Room, a place that put her in contact with Natasha and Yelena. Marking his first dive at the MCU, Weisz acknowledges that the film addresses the idea of ​​discovering his favorite family. "It's definitely about finding out where you belong and where you came from, and what your background story was, and who you really are, and what matters to you - your ideology, I think." Along the way, Feige made reference to The Kids Are All Right - the 2010 Lisa Cholodenko film about a same-sex couple raising two teenagers. "Which is so weird," laughs Johansson. "You would never expect that from a Marvel movie." no it was the only strange nod to the film. Harbor speaks of Shostakov in terms of Philip Seymour Hoffman's drama teacher in the dramatic black comedy The Savages.

Or even expressing "the pathos of a small town, independent, family-run, weird movie... like Little Miss Sunshine". More understandable cinema references include "things like Logan and Aliens and The Fugitive," says Shortland. "We saw movies like that." Certainly, it's easy to see comparisons between Sigourney Weaver's determined Ripley, from James Cameron's masterpiece Aliens, and Johansson's Romanoff, an Avenger who has no superpowers. "We saw it as a force," says Shortland, "because she always has to dig really deep to get out of shit situations." According to the director, everyone in the production invested in deepening Romanoff - even Scottish composer Lorne Balfe (Pennyworth, His Dark Materials), who replaced Alexandre Desplat's original choice. Balfe looked at the character's origins, says Shortland. “He said, 'I want to put it on the ground, because it has been dug up in the movies in the past. I want to give her that flesh and blood. 'And he created this soundtrack that is really Russian."

However, perhaps the real blow here is to recruit Shortland, the first female director to face the Black Widow (and only the second, following Captain Marvel co-director Anna Boden, to enter the MCU). "This film would not be what it is without Cate Shortland," says Pugh. "I think having her eye, and having her mind with this script, has taken her to a whole different realm." Johansson agrees. "" You can feel it was made from a female perspective ... cooked there. "Although Ray Winstone's casting as Supervisor of the Red Room Dreykov (whose daughter contributed to the abundance of red in Romanoff's book, according to Loki) add more to the psychological battleground that the Black Widow will explore, it also deals with victimization, a very pertinent topic in the current climate. The Red Room itself is where trainees are brutally sterilized. "You will see that these women are hard working and strong, and they are murderers - and yet they still need to discuss how they were abused," says Pugh. "It is an incredibly powerful piece."

Judging by the 2020 Oscars, where Pugh and Johansson had their own private relationship session on the red carpet, the two actors got along very well. "She has a really beautiful career ahead of her ... she's a very special person," says Johansson, excited when Pugh's name is mentioned. More specifically, Pugh may well have more Marvel to chew on, if it is rumored that her character will take on the 'Black Widow' mantle for new adventures. By learning Parkour, kickboxing and knife fighting for role, Pugh can safely cut things physically, though she's reluctant to claim that the Black Widow is just a setup for future outings. "Even though it is obviously where everyone wants to go and want to think - think about what comes next - this film never really seemed to be what he was trying to underline." According to Johansson, however, test the audience who saw the film thinks otherwise. "Her character and her performance are so dear." Now, after more than a year of pandemic-related delays to July 2021), it will not be just a few lucky spectators who will be able to see. Black Widow will even be the first Marvel movie to debut simultaneously on the Disney+ streaming site (with a 'main hit' fee), an understandable move considering the uncertainty that still exists around the world. And in fact, after the success of the Marvel TV shows WandaVision and The Falcon And The Winter Soldier, it doesn't seem like such a strange home. Johansson believes that fans will respond to Black Widow, with this flashback of an earlier part of her life, bringing more poignancy to the Endgame's outcome. "Our goal was for them to be satisfied with this story; that maybe they could have some solution, I think, with the death of this character, in a way. It seemed like people wanted this." Shortland agrees. "We felt that we should honor his death," she says. And the Black Widow will surely honor him.

[what-do-1000-swords-look-like]

Holy crap this episode was funny as hell until it wasn't and then we were plunged right back into the intensity. But great episode!!! I don't lb so I don't get spoilers but man I had a lot of reactions as I watched. Ngl, a lot of cursing and caps ahead but damn was this such a good episode:

“One minute before the blackout” - now we’re to 1 minute from 1 week last week

“The place where this heart’s from, it was a tragedy. But once we land, it’s gonna turn into a miracle, right?” “Yeah, I like that” -- so once we land and settle after all of this craziness, a tragedy will turn into a miracle? I like that *looking at you Eddie*

EDDIE GET OUT OF THAT CHOPPER RN, DO NOT DO THIS TO ME AFTER SEASON 4, DO NOT!!!

Bobby going in to save the heart, hmm...

Oh, thank God - Eddie, Hen, and Bobby are all safe

Dr. Salazar - we need more of her. I love her so much.

4 Days later - hmm...

Wow, they’re really bringing Harry to the forefront here, this whole kidnapping thing is going to happen isn't it?

Harry charging neighbors and Michael and David in a sort of co-parent situation - first of all, Harry you are a GENIUS and love that Michael and David with Harry are being focused on in this episode, ahem, is there possibly a reason...?

Lou survived!!!! THANK GOD

Nearly 5 days Lou was in hospital

5 day head start for Hudson - is there something with 1, 3, 4 and now 5? I'm keeping track here, Tim

Buck is the power czar LOL - omg I love this man so much

Ravi!!! We need MORE Ravi!!! but where is Albert???

CHIMNEY!!!!! OMG I LOVE YOU - "Give me a charger or Uncle Buck will never see his niece again" - "Give him a charger" - "Well played" - "Let this be a lesson, never give that man a clipboard" - "Excuse me for being efficient" - "That’s one word for what you are" - okay #1 I will forever be in love with Chimney, probably one of my top favorite characters on this show & #2 LOVE this whole brothers interaction, Albert may not be there but Buck and Chim are still going with the whole older-brother-is-exasperated-with-the-younger-brother's-shit vibe

Oh God, here comes more cringe, yay... not so much

Eddie kisses Ana on the cheek AGAIN (Eddie, can you hear me? This is your subconscious speaking, when are you going to end this, my man?)

Ana says going to visit was Christopher’s idea since he missed Eddie and thought he was hungry - muy interesante

Buck rushing over to greet Christopher and hugging him tight is a moment I live for - outside of the whole Buck and Eddie story, I LOVE this relationship with all of my heart, I am so glad Christopher has Buck, he really is his second dad (with or without Eddie being involved)

Eddie not introducing Ana to Ravi (nor Buck saying hi) - Buck’s expression - “You must be Eddie’s wife” Christopher: “Not yet” I FUCKING LOVE THIS KID, OKAY!!!! Buck’s smile, he loves Christopher, too - love how Ana and Eddie don't say anything to dispel or clarify this

SAME FUCKING TRIGGER AND THIS TIME BUCK SEES IT!!!! OMG (Eddie, this is your subconscious again, you need to listen! The universe and I are trying to tell you something, please before any more shit hits the fan like me having to watch more uncomfortable interactions between you and your placeholder friend!)

Eddie sending Ana and Christopher on a tour with Ravi IN THE DARK at his work place so he can put SALADS AWAY

Buck’s expressions the entire time - Buck knows something's up

Ana’s expressions the entire time - she KNOWS

Thank God Bobby wasn’t around - hear me out, I have a reason for this that I am still working on in this long ass meta

Buck makes sure to not make eye contact with Ana (except quickly when Ravi is waiting to be introduced), even when Ana laughs at his “Constantly”

Eddie being a probie when Shannon came back in season 2 (and Eddie pulled her into the locker room to talk) & Ana being left to tour the station house with Ravi aka Probie - hello parallels & contrasts, my old friend

“I don’t want these things to wilt” - interesting choice of wording there, Eddie (newsflash, it's already wilting, Eddie)

I almost feel a little bad for Ana here because she did do something nice and she gets the brushoff and some discomfort/embarrassment in return (I mean the woman brought three salads in the middle of a blackout that she most likely made herself, come on - I'm sure some people think salads are easy to make but to those of us in the inexperienced/uninitiated cooks' club, it's not that simple)

Lila dead - hmm...are we surprised? (Hudson didn't give a fig about her and what's sad is Lou would have saved her)

“I think she was smitten like those other fools. I think she saw him being led away in cuffs and she intervened on his behalf” - interesting line there, Athena...

I need more scenes with Athena and Elaine - I know Elaine is the captain and Athena is on her own with no partner but I gotta say I am enjoying this

Athena! Why are you not warning the survivors!!! I mean I get it but still!!!

OMG “He takes Christopher all the time, he’s got the place memorized” - BUCK LISTENED TO EDDIE IN 3x03 - OMG!!!

Oh Buck my poor baby, he knows what they’re walking into - I LOVE Hen’s line of “Just smile, Buck” and then Eddie and Chim both smile wide at him - OMG I AM LIVING FOR THESE SCENES WITH THE 118

“Welcome to the Jungle” - nice touch 911

OMG Buck you are cracking me up - no animals are getting past him

1 hawk or eagle or raptor maybe? I’m not good with bird species okay!!!

3 emus again

1 bird I have no idea what kind (wondering if that’s what we saw the back of last episode near the emus)

Giraffe again

3 wolves

3 camels

Elephant

“The animal makes a move, control it” - YOU GOT THIS BUCK (yes we are finally getting that scene we saw filmed!!!)

Buck’s expression when the camel runs by is KILLING ME 'yeah, that's right Camel, back up, back up, you don't want any of this, yeah that's right'

Stuffed animals in the souvenir store, interesting

2 for $5 sign - even more interesting

1 alpaca

I guess I kind of wonder why Hen didn’t become a vet at one point in her life? Like I’m glad she’s a first responder and about to be a doctor but damn she knows so much about animals, she’s like the 118’s resident animal expert, that’s my girl

“We were gonna get one” - um...what? Hen...

“I wouldn’t” LOL oh Bobby you slay me

Is it just me or do we hear ET almost type music in the background as Hen lays chips down for the alpaca? Bobby mentioning the Reese’s Pieces, the flashlight shining on the Alpaca when it steps into view...are we getting an ET reference?

“It’s calling its friend!” *another Alpaca appears through coats “Clever girl” - a Jurassic Park reference - It’s a fucking Steven Spielberg reference, holy shit!!!!

Okay so that scene was Eddie looking over at Bobby, got it, near the fire trucks

Oh Buck I love you so much “So you ran from an Alpaca?” “Two Alpacas and no one was running” - both Buck’s and Eddie’s faces and then laughter are freaking hilarious

Chimney: “After careful consideration, I have decided not to endorse this park” - OMG I have not stopped laughing for like five minutes straight, can you imagine a Jurassic Park AU for this team? - shot of T-rex above Ripley’s Believe It Or Not (nice one, 911)

Weird looking bird that I've never seen before and 2 emus and 2 vulture, 1 hawk/raptor bird, 1 rhino

May is awesome!!! And so are those neighbors!!!!

Eddie in the tank top!!! Buck with a clipboard!!!

“Hey are you sleeping or just pretending?” Buck is taking no prisoners today

Buck is trying to make sure he’s not having any symptoms, omg, seriously how do you not love this guy???? Eddie you better make an honest man out of him soon, I'm not sure how much longer I can take this

“You don’t give up, do you?” Oh Eddie you did not just say that, to Buck of all people, come on man (hello season 3 Eddie, my old friend)

Get him, Buck! Get him!

“Since when do you panic?” “That’s what I said, I don’t panic” Buck once again out there proving that he knows Eddie better than anyone else

Oh wow!!! Eddie came right out and said it “If I’m being honest with myself I think it was Ana”

And there it is folks “She’s been a constant through all of this, staying with Christopher”

“Somehow we became a ready made family and I don’t know if I’m ready for that” - wow, this is an excellent scene, he’s totally letting that wall down to talk candidly with Buck, nice - and him being stripped down to a tank top for this scene just reiterates that fact, he's baring some things

“I think I’m gonna stick it out. Ana’s the first woman I’ve wanted to spend this much time with since Shannon” - oh Eddie, you really need to shit or get off the pot my friend, this isn’t good for you, Christopher or Ana - how can you sentence all three of you to this? come on

“My kid loves her” but YOU DON'T - okay my heart is breaking, Eddie is making the same goddamn mistake all over again just like we predicted - Eddie please, what did Carla just say to you three episodes ago? Where the hell is Carla btw????

“Stick it out? That’s not the way you talk about someone you’re in love with” “That enough?” - thank you Buck, seriously THANK YOU

Okay my heart just broke again but for Buck this time “Eddie, I have been Ana” - aww =( I love my chaotic firefighter son with all of my heart

And of course Denial!Eddie aka repressed!Eddie are back, sigh - 5x03 has to be where it all comes to a head, it has to be, now even Buck is forcing him to face what he's trying so hard not to - word of advice Eddie, my repressed firefighter son, you can try to deny it mentally/emotionally all you want but it will come out one way or another, just like it's coming out in panic attack symptoms and anxiety - you have to end this, sweetie

And I think it’s very interesting that Eddie looks right at Buck during “If I’m being honest with myself” *looks away then right back at Buck* “I think it was Ana”, “staying with Christopher”, then right after “I don’t know if I’m ready for that”, “I think I’m gonna stick it out”, “Ana’s the first woman I’ve wanted to spend this much time with since Shannon” “My kid loves her”

OMG Eddie’s expression when Buck says “I know what it’s like to be in love with someone who’s not all the way in and deep down you know it and it hurts. It hurts worse than the truth” — RYAN WHERE IS YOUR GODDAMN EMMY??? If anyone ever doubted that Eddie was in love with Buck, there’s the freaking proof written all over Eddie’s face at Buck’s line!!! It’s not something he thinks he can have and it hurts

Okay seriously, Eddie saying “Ana’s the first woman I’ve wanted to spend this much time with Shannon” — VERY PURPOSEFUL MENTION OF A WOMAN HE’S WANTED TO SPEND TIME WITH, EDDIE PLEASE, CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!!

Then they go right to Chim calling Maddie, uh huh, I see you 911

I really love Hen’s full support of Maddie btw & I love how Chim is able to talk to Hen about it all

Oh no!!! Maddie please don’t fall asleep!!!

Oh thank God!!!! It’s going to be okay, Maddie, you got her, it’s going to be okay - I seriously want to give my girl a hug and tell her it's going to be okay

Omg Jee-Yun is so cute!!!

Day 4 or day 5 hmmm - I'm still keeping track, Tim

“Why is it every time the world ends, it ends some more?” “It just keeps us on our toes” “More like knocks us on our asses” - Universe is that you?

Awww Bobby just called Athena “baby” <3 I'm not crying, you're crying

YES more Athena and Elaine

Lou is awake!!!!

Awww Lou =( I may or may not be ugly crying rn

I cannot tell you how relieved I am that Lou is alive

Oh God!!!! Athena get the cops there now!!!!

Yeah you should have let Harry charge them Michael lol, of course they were there to just use the generator power (though I love and appreciate the contrast they gave us in the neighbors who helped the boy with the ventilator so we know not all people take advantage)

OH NO GET AWAY FROM HARRY YOU BASTARD!!!!

On a side note, it’s nice to see more Michael and David but at what cost, Tim? Can we please get more of them and especially David in a more lighthearted episode for crying out loud? Is that too much to ask???

Go Bobby!!!!

Good for you, Athena!!!

Omg this is practically Athena’s nightmare come to life, shit

Omg Hudson unplugged the goddamn generator, THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!

HARRY!!!!!!

I’M SORRY BUT ARE YOU TELLING ME THERE’S NO BOLO WITH A PICTURE ON THIS GUY?!!? - oh right, no power, but STILL

Okay that was super intense, I really hope Athena is the one to take Hudson down, just like Bobby said

I have a few more rewatches to do before breaking things down but damn, I think I need a drink after that one.

[veilingofthesun]

14, 20, 26, 41 for the musical asks 🙂

Thank you for asking! Here we go....

14. A musical you would love to see produced by Deaf West?

Ohh, I already know this one! Matilda the Musical, definitely. I think it would work so well. Matilda is this little girl who's ignored and bullied by her parents. A deaf or hard of hearing Matilda Wormwood whose parents never bothered to learn sign language because they doesn't care about their daughter, it just works. Matilda has taught herself some sign language from the books she's borrowed from the library and she and Mrs Phelps can communicate a bit. Then she starts school, meets Miss Honey (who knows sign language and teaches Matilda and all of classmates how to sign) It would have such an impact. I'm getting emotional just thinking about it.

20. Express some love for understudies and swings!

I actually haven't been able to see a lot of understudies and swings perform. I find it easier to talk about people I have actually seen. But I always like an excuse to talk about the amazing Sara Lehmann so... Sara is one of the best performers, both acting, singing and dancing wise, I've ever seen. It's a crime she's not been given a lead role and more featured roles. She's a real team player though... I wish so much I could have seen her perform in some of her understudy roles, for example as Leading player in Pippin (she actually got to go on once) and Mrs Wormwood in Matilda. After seeing her as Anne in If/Then, I actually said that I'd love to see her as leading player.

There's a lot of fantastic Swedish ensemble performers that has understudied a lot of roles, but hardly ever got to go on, because we usually have quite short runs.

My favourite understudy performance is when Christopher Wollter went on as Daniel in Så som i himmelen. When I first saw ssih, I knew that he would be perfect for that role. It was so emotional seeing him play that part.

Quick mentions to other understudies I would have loved to see: Åsa Sjöblom as Eponine in Les Mis and Lena in ssih, Kerstin Hillden as Miss Honey in Matilda and Belle in Beauty and the beast, Nikola Stankovic as Rudolpho in Matilda, Karolin Funke as Billy's mom in Billy Elliot.

26. Best on stage chemistry?

Hmm, I can't just pick one. I'l try to limit myself to a few, I could go on for ages though. Jennifer Damiano and Adam Chanler Berat in Next to Normal, Alice Ripley and J. Robert Spencer/Brian D'Arcy James in Next to Normal, all the mains in If/Then in their various constellations (both obc and the Swedish production) , all the Matildas and Miss Honeys I've seen in Matilda the Musical, Linda Olsson and Marianne Mörck as Miss Honey and Mrs Phelps in Matilda the Musical, Linda Olsson and Karolin Funke in everything they've done together. (I've only seen them together in two productions, but their friendship and connection just shines through) and Philip Jalmelid and Tuva B. Larsen in Så som i himmelen. I could say lots more, but I feel like I should stop now.

41. What are some lines from musicals you really like?

How could it make any difference? How could it matter at all? How do I make such a major event of something so small?

You learn somehow to like the dark and even love the dark

And you find some way to survive and you find out you don't have to be happy at all to be happy you're alive

Maybe we can't be okay but maybe we're tough and we'll try anyway. We'll live with what's real. Let go of what's passed and maybe I'll see you at last.

I don't need a life that's normal, that's way too far away. But something next to normal would be okay.

Quiet.... Like silence, but not really silent. Just that still sort of quiet. Like the sound of a page being turned in a book, or a pause in a walk in the woods.

When I grow up, I will be brave enough to fight the creatures that you have to fight beneath the bed each night to be a grown up.

Patience, my love, time is on our side. Even time loves us. But time is the one thing no one is master of.

I can't really explain it, I haven't got the words. It's a feeling that you can't control. I suppose it's like forgetting, losing who you are. But at the same time, something makes you whole.

I varje hjärta finns en dröm, varje själ har sin. Jag ska finna längtan på den vägen som är min.

I natt ska en stjärna tändas, den ska skina klart. Den lyser dig väg, en gång ska vi mötas åter. Beskyddet av en ängel som står vakt, det vet du att jag har. Jag vill att du ska minnas vad jag sagt. Jag är i gott bevar.

[knives-out20]

Magnetic Push - Erik Lehnsherr x Male!OC - Part 4

Fandom: X-Men: Days Of Future Past (2014)

Pairing: Karmel Rosenstein (OC) x Erik Lehnsherr

Warnings: Swearing, Gay, SELF HARM, Spoilers for X-Men: Days Of Future Past,

Notes: Welcome to Part 4! The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999) references ahead. Karmel’s hair tied up looks like this, for future reference:

Karmel adjusted his tie as he walked down the plane aisle, Erik in front of him, buttoning up a blue shirt. "I always knew I left a tie at Charles' mansion" he groaned, flattening it down. Karmel pulled his suspenders up and over his shoulders, Erik reaching for a newspaper on the table in front of Logan.

Logan's claws shot out, landing on the newspaper so that Erik wouldn't read it.

Karmel instantly grew his thorny vines out, aimed at Logan.

"Karmel." Erik softly called.

Karmel groaned, reeling his vines back into his body- but slowly. He followed Erik further down the plane, the man calling "imagine if they were metal" over to Logan.

Erik sat down on a long seat that had its back against the side of the plane. He pulled Karmel down to sit beside him, draping an arm around the blond's shoulders.

Karmel leaned his head on his hand, glancing over at Logan when Erik asked him a question.

"Where did they dig you up?" Erik asked, not looking over at Logan, but clearly aiming the question over at him.

"You're gonna find this hard to believe, but, uh..." Logan started, leaning forward in his seat. "You sent me. You and Charles, from the future."

Erik looked over at Logan, clearly confused. He crossed one leg over the other.

Before Karmel could ask about his own whereabouts, the plane took off. He leaned his head on Erik's shoulder, who only pulled him closer. To Karmel, one of the best feelings in the world was having Erik's arm around him. Or both of Erik's arms. Either way made him just as content.

Erik and Karmel felt Charles' eyes on them, but took on the responsibility of not giving Charles the satisfaction of looking right back at him. 

Erik leaned down, to whisper to Karmel. "You feel him, too?"

Karmel nodded slightly. "It's fuckin’ weird. Can you say something-?"

Erik nodded back. "How did you lose them?" He asked Charles, still not making eye contact.

"The treatment for my spine affects my DNA" Charles answered, Karmel being the first to look at him.

"You sacrificed your powers so you could walk?" Karmel questioned.

"I sacrificed my powers so that I could sleep."

Karmel sat up straight, reaching a hand up to hold Erik's fingers. He did so in a way where two fingers gripped Erik’s, the others holding onto the cuff of his sleeve. This way, Karmel’s wrapped-up arm wouldn’t be exposed and questioned. He didn’t wanna talk about that right now. Or ever, if possible.

"What do you two know about it?"

"We've lost my fair share" Erik admitted.

"Ha" Charles sarcastically laughed. "Dry your eyes, you two. It doesn't justify what you've done" he shook his head.

Erik shook his head in return. "You have no idea what we've done."

"I know that you've took the things that mean the most to me" Charles raised his eyebrows.

"Well maybe you should've fought harder for them."

"If you want a fight, Erik, I will give you a fight!" Charles exclaimed, Erik and him standing up in unison.

"Sit down!" Logan called.

Karmel gestured a hand at Logan, "let him come" he muttered.

Charles gripped Erik's shirt. "You abandoned me, both Karmel and you! You took her away, and you abandoned me!"

"Abandoned you?" Karmel snapped, glaring at Charles. "You TOLD me to go with Erik, remember, numb-nuts? You gave me that 'go, it's what you want' bullshit that nudged me over the edge, to Erik!"

"Angel," Erik started to list off. "Azazel. Emma." He continued, everyone on board noticing how the plane started to rock a bit. 

"Erik..." Karmel softly called, gaze melting down when it landed on him.

"Banshee. Mutant brothers and sisters, all dead! Do you know how many times I almost lost K-Karmel, too?" Erik's voice rose, Charles letting go of him as the plane started to dip. "Countless others, experimented on" he added, cups and plates crashing to the ground when the plane tilted."Butchered!"

"Erik!" Hank called from the cockpit, Karmel steadily standing up.

"Where were you, Charles? We were supposed to protect them! Where were you when your own people needed you? Hiding, you and Hank! Pretending to be something you're not!" Erik went off, Karmel catching himself onto the first thing he could grab, to keep standing.

"Erik-" Karmel called, placing his hand on Erik's shoulder. "Erik, please" he pleaded, grip tightening a bit. 

And that's what shut him off. Hearing Karmel's voice, feeling Karmel's touch, that's what calmed him down. "You...Abandoned us all, Karmel and myself included" he exhaled, the plane wobbling back to normal. Erik looked down, panting gently before locking eyes with Karmel.

Karmel cupped his cheeks, Erik’s entire body facing him. "Focus on me, okay? Focus on me, my eyes, my voice, okay, Erik?" He quietly instructed, looking Erik up and down. "Deep breaths, alright, honey? In...and out...In...and out, just like you told me" Karmel repeated, watching Charles retreat into the cockpit. "I'm here, Erik. I'm alive. I'm still with you" he mumbled, patting Erik's cheek.

Erik softened into the touch, taking the deep breaths Karmel told him to do.

"So you were always an asshole" Logan noted, the comment directed at Erik. ”And you were always...quirky” he added, a lost gaze caught onto Karmel.

“I wouldn’t call myself ‘quirky’, but there is definitely something wrong with me” Karmel agreed.

Erik's eyes left Karmel's and locked with Logan's. "I take it we're best buddies in the future" he scoffed, sarcasm dripping with every word.

Logan grinned, looking up at the pair. "I spent a lot of years trying to bring you down, bub."

"How does that work out for you?" Karmel egged Logan on, arms wrapping around Erik in a tight, loving hug. 

"You're like me, both of you. You're survivors" Logan tilted his head, looking at the mess Erik made. "You wanna pick all that shit up?"

Erik raised his eyebrows, turning around to look at what he had done.

Karmel pulled away from Erik, balling his hands into fists. Vines shot out from his body and wrapping around every discarded piece of furniture he saw. Karmel lifted them all up and put them back where they originally were. He was desperate to ask Logan about himself, but held off from it. The idea of the future being a surprise felt fun. And normal.

***

It was night time. Charles was back where he was seated earlier, and Karmel lay across where Erik and him sat earlier.

Only this time, Karmel was fast asleep. A gin bottle was loosely gripped in his hand, thankfully closed so that it didn't spill anywhere. Erik tied up Karmel’s hair earlier, so it wouldn’t disrupt him in his sleep.

Logan hadn't moved an inch. He stared down at Karmel; so this is the esteemed Karmel J. Rosenstein, huh? Erik's one and only, Erik's ride or die, Magneto's dearest Climber. 

An alcoholic, orphaned bisexual with unapologetic anger issues and daddy’s ugly ties. What a guy.

Logan listened to Karmel's soft snores, wondering what it was that Erik saw in this guy. He took in the fact that first impressions happened to be rough. Maybe later on, he'll catch a glimpse of what Erik sees.

Erik walked down the aisle, holding a chess board in his hands. He stopped in front of Charles, putting it down on the table in front of him. "Fancy a game? It's been a while."

Charles drank from his glass, looking up at Erik. "I'm not in the mood for games, thank you."

Erik poured himself a glass. "I haven't had a real sip in ten years...neither has Karmel. Coincidence you had some gin lying around, hmm?" He inquired, eyebrows raising.

Charles gulped. "I like gin."

"Certainly not enough to keep a bottle of it on a plane, yea? Unopened, at that" Erik pointed out, turning to look at Karmel.

Logan caught the smile Erik grew when his eyes landed on Karmel. It's how Logan himself looked at Jean...No, it wasn't even close to that. It was far from that. Man, Erik is whipped. Logan held back a chuckle- the Erik in his future still smiles like that when Karmel's the center of attention in any way, shape, or form.

Charles followed Erik's gaze. "I see your feelings haven't changed, hmm?"

"Haven't budged a bit" Erik nodded, turning back to Charles. He sat on the arm of the long seat Karmel slept on, slowly drinking from his glass.

“His hair’s grown.”

“Karmel having longer hair than you, that’s a sight I never thought I’d see” Erik exhaled through his nose. ”Looks quite nice though, doesn’t it?”

“Not what I’m used to...” Charles shrugged, eyes falling on Karmel’s arms. ”What happened to his arms?” He asked stiffly. 

Erik set his jaw. ”That...” He started, a helpless look overtaking those beautiful eyes of his. ”I’ve had the misfortune of being asleep in our cell, while Karmel was wide awake. Left alone to his devices.”

Charles gulped, nodding.

"Karmel has secrets he doesn’t want to tell me. And I wish he would.” Erik’s tone was low, gentle. It was as if Karmel was still awake and he didn’t want Karmel to hear him.

Charles’ gaze diverged over to Karmel. He still didn’t want to get inside Karmel’s head, never again, at that.

“We didn't kill the President" Erik confessed, reaching a hand down and curling his fingers around Karmel's; like a baby, Karmel's grip on Erik's fingers automatically tightened.

"The bullet curved, Erik."

"Because we were trying to save him. Karmel volunteered to use his vines to grab it, but...that would've exposed us" he corrected. "They took us out before either of us could save him."

"Why would you try and save him?"

"Because he was one of us."

Charles' expression changed for a second, before he coldly scoffed, looking up.

Erik's expression didn't change. He was dead serious.

Charles shook his head, "you must think me so foolish. We've always said they would come after us."

"I never imagined they'd use Raven's DNA to do it."

"When did you last see her?"

Erik clicked his tongue, standing back up and moving to sit in front of Charles. "The day Karmel and I left for Dallas."

"How was she?"

"Strong, driven."

"How was...he?" Charles inquired, eyes trailing over to Karmel.

"Protective, actually. Karmel is tender...Karmel is beautiful. Though if I tell him, he’d say I’m such a liar. Karmel is...Karmel is a mystery- Kamel is not a nobody, though.” Erik shook his head.

"Erik. How was he?"

Erik opened his mouth, thinking. "He was...we are..." He shook his head, smiling. "I love him, Charles. I really don’t know what else you want me to say, or expect me to say. You watched me slowly fall for him, all those years ago, and I still am, to this day. You should be proud of Raven, though, Charles. She's out there fighting for our cause-"

"Your, cause" Charles cute him off. "The girl I raised, she was not capable of killing-"

"You didn't raise her, you grew up with her. She couldn't stay a little girl forever, that's why she left."

"Karmel and her left because you got inside their heads."

"Don't bring Karmel into this. You know as well as I do that his morals struck closer to mine than yours, from the moment you met him" Erik pointed a finger at Charles. "And besides, that's not my power. Karmel made a choice, she made a choice."

"But now we know where Raven’s choice leads, don't we?" Charles inquired. "She's going to murder Trask, they're going to capture her, and then they're going to wipe us out."

"Not if we get to her first" Erik claimed. "Not if we change history tomorrow..."

Charles stayed silent.

"I'm sorry, Charles...For what happened, I..." Erik looked down at the table. "I truly am." He apologized, looking up at Charles with puppy dog eyes he copied off of Karmel.

Charles threw back the rest of his drink. "It's been a while since I've played" he cleared his throat, adjusting himself in his seat.

Erik sighed silently. "I'll go easy on you. Might finally be a fair fight" he chuckled.

"You have the first move."

Erik looked down at the board, moving his first piece with his mutation. He kept his eyes on Charles, immediately standing up and turning to face Logan. Erik used his mutation to point a fork at Logan, "what do you think you're doing?" He hissed.

Logan was knelt down by Karmel, dangerously close to his arm. He raised an eyebrow and froze, looking up at Erik. "I got...instructed, by you in the future. To go see a friend of Karmel's and grab something for him."

"Grab what?" Erik pressed.

Logan gestured down to his hands. He held a brown, braided leather bracelet with a silver, metal clasp.

Erik's breathing calmed. "His bracelet...We haven't seen it in ten years."

"Or those?" Logan asked, gesturing to an old belt that lay across Karmel's waist, along with a black leather jacket he had draped over Karmel, as a makeshift blanket. "Some blue-haired kid, he's kickin' it at Karmel's place. Kept this stuff for him while you and Karmel were locked up. Future-you demanded for me to get these for him, both of these" he explained, clasping the bracelet around Karmel's left wrist. "What's with the hissy-fit, huh? They're clothing accessories."

Erik licked his lips. "I gave him that bracelet shortly after I met him, it was a gift. That belt belonged to Karmel's uncle. It's a long story, but, uh..." he rubbed the back of his neck. "Thank you for listening to me. These mean a lot to Karmel."

Logan nodded, "you can fix up Karmel's belt. Future-you would've killed me for so much as looking at him the wrong way" he joked.

Erik nodded, walking over and sliding the belt onto Karmel's pants. "Blue hair, blue hair...Grimm" he quickly connected.

"Grimm" Charles repeated from behind Erik, in an airy tone. "What a wonder."

"Hey, didn't you-" Erik turned back around once the belt was successfully on, but he quickly caught the 'don't' look that flashed across Charles' face. He nodded. "Sorry."

Charles waved his hand dismissively. "No, that's alright. It was for the best, for him."

Erik nodded, looking down at Karmel. His knuckles grazed Karmel's cheek, the blond shifting where he lay. Erik couldn't imagine breaking up with Karmel- it was unheard of.

[experimentalmadness]

The Invite

Please enjoy me going absolutely feral over my silly OC and writing pre-supervillain material of her and Harvey’s friendship. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have more coming. 

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Jacky could feel Miri practically vibrating with excitement as she wheeled her from the car up the ramp to Wayne Manor. Normally Miri would never let anyone push her chair, but Jacky needed something to hold on to or she was going to be sick. 

The Ripley sisters, Gotham’s jumped-up gutter trash, standing at the entrance to Wayne Manor. This had to be the start of some sick joke. She just hoped they weren’t the punchline. Security made her sweat and she had to remind herself she wasn’t on a job, and no one here knew her. She fished for their invitations and smiled rigidly as it was scanned and they were escorted in. 

“It is so much more beautiful than I could have imagined! Ah, Jacky, take a picture, take a picture!” Miri urged. 

“They allow that in here?”

But of course she obliged, pulling out her phone to snap a few discrete shots of the two of them. A few well dressed guests gave them a look, Jacky forced down the urge to sucker punch them, wondering how many of the elite here tonight secretly owed money to Falcone or Moroni, and how many she’d see at the end of her gun another night. Thinking about work felt wrong...especially now. 

Jacky wheeled Miri down the long corridor, past the works of art hung up on the halls and the sculptures and casings in a place that felt more like a museum instead of one man’s house. Spilling out at the top of a grand foyer Miri gave an awed gasp while Jacky rolled her eyes. It was beautiful, stunning, actually. A band played while Gotham’s elite milled around delicately placed tables, danced on the cleared floor, or mingled out the veranda in the summer night. The floor to ceiling windows gave a pristine view of the immaculate gardens beyond where lights glowed, showing footpaths  and garden house where even at this distance she could see a few guests grabbing drinks. 

This was a mistake. They shouldn’t have agreed to this invitation. 

“How are we going to get down?” Jacky asked, observing staircases on either side of the balcony. 

“I believe I can assist with that,” a voice from behind offered.

Jacky turned, wheeling her sister as she moved. “Oh, my goodness!” Miri squeaked. “Mr. Wayne..I...I...you don’t need to trouble yourself.”

Bruce Wayne certainly lived up to the tabloid shots of him. He laughed at that. “Nonsense, you’re guests in my home, allow me to show you a little trick.” He gave a wink at Miri, and if her sister hadn’t been made of stronger stuff Jacky almost certainly would have thought she’d fall for him on the spot and then Lord help her. 

Waiting for the staircase to clear, Bruce moved aside the intricately carved lion’s head at the top bannister. Jacky raised an eyebrow at the button underneath. As he pressed it the stairs all retracted slowly, creating a gentle slopping ramp. Miri was impressed. Jacky had questions. With a gallant hand Bruce showed the way down and Jacky took her hands off the wheelchair, letting Miri wheel herself beside a much better looking escort. “So may I inquire as to the names of my guests this evening.” 

“Oh, I’m Miriam Ripley, and this is my sister Jacqueline—”

“That same Ripley’s that own the bakery down 9th? Of course! Harvey’s told me all about you.” To his credit, Bruce looked genuinely surprised and delighted to make the connection. He smiled at Miriam, no shock there, Miri was as beautiful as a pixie in her summer blue gown and Bruce Wayne’s reputation preceded him. Luckily Miri was too smart to be blindsided. 

As they made their way down the ramp, Bruce offered a hand to Jacky. “Jacqueline, pleasure to finally meet you as well,” he smiled, but years in her line of work hadn’t made her an idiot. Bruce Wayne was a flirt, he was a charmer, a playboy and probably whatever else the news rags loved to spew, but he was also a liar. The smile never reached his eyes and Jacky had the uncomfortable sensation of being scanned. Rich men must have their reasons for hiding all manner of sins. 

She shook his hand. “Come to the shop some time, Mr. Wayne. I just man the counter, but I’m sure Miri could manage to make something special.”

“I’ll have to do that, Miss. Ripley.”

“This idiot isn’t taking all of your time, is he, Jacky?” 

There he was. Harvey barreled in, one hand going around Bruce’s shoulders, the other still holding onto a champagne flute. “We were just getting introduced,” Bruce said with a slight laugh. Ah, interesting. That one was sincere. 

“I think Harvey is just glad to have a few familiar faces here,” Gilda Dent strode over, elegant and friendly as ever. “And to be honest, so am I,” She bent down to kiss Miri on the cheek and straightened to do the same to Jacky, whispering in her ear. “We’re sneaking some drinks out in the garden later, just us lower east siders.”

Jacky adored Gilda and that made every second she stayed in her presence the best and the worst. “Bless you,” Jacky smiled, all teeth.

“Now, if you don’t mind I’m going to introduce Miriam to two of Gotham’s best patisseries,” Gilda winked.

Jacky shot her sister a clear “don’t leave me here” sidelong look but Miri only shrugged. “Lead the way,” she said as she wheeled off after Gilda. It was going to take a total of fifteen minutes at most before Miri had charmed her way around every corner of this party. She was good at that. Bruce Wayne didn’t linger long after either, remarking that he had to go put in some face time with two potential big investors. 

“And then there were two,” Jacky laughed nervously. 

“Jacky, seriously, thank you for coming,” Harvey said with a nervous laugh of his own. “Bruce said I had to do at least one of these investor galas for the campaign, but if I have to fake another smile at some other rich prick who doesn’t know half of what is going on in their own city I’m going to break something. You want a drink? I’m getting you a drink.”

He talked a big game at being out of his element, but he smiled and shook hands with every single person they passed on their short trip to the bar. Jacky followed a few paces behind. He knew everyone’s names. Of course he did. Harvey finished the last of the champagne, setting the glass down at the bar top. Jacky opened her mouth to order when Harvey spoke first with her exact drink of choice.

“Whiskey sour, hard on the syrup, better make it a double.”

“Right, I’m filing a restraining order because you shouldn’t know that,” Jacky cocked her arm back to give him a jab on the shoulder, but stopped herself. They weren’t out at some dive bar, or in the back of her shop. “Aw, jeeze,” she rubbed the back of her neck. “Feel like some kind of idiot in this getup.”

The dress was not to the caliber of everyone else’s here. She’d found it in some thrift store and liked the purple color enough to buy it. 

“You look stunning.” Harvey slid her the drink.

Those words were going to get her drunk faster than the whiskey would. The drink burned a little as it went down. “Ok we got the obligatory compliments out of the way, how’s the big night actually going? You funded enough to take over the world yet?”

“Let’s start with Gotham, that’s about all I can handle at the moment.” 

Jacky did not trust politicians. Didn’t like their smarmy slogans, or their false promises. Every last one in Gotham was so deep into the pockets of Falcone or Moroni it never mattered what they said. “Hey, if it takes one night like this to make you the DA then it’s worth it,” she said. 

“Can we take that statement to print, Miss Ripley?” Harvey mimed a microphone in front of her. 

“Enough to get the pins on the counter and the posters all over the shop’s walls, yeah,” Jacky took a long drink to get herself to stop staring. The blue eyes really drew you in, he talked to you like he really wanted to get to know you. How else would the big shot lawyer have even bothered making friends with the barista? 

She finished her drink. She was going to need so much more to get through the night. “Should probably go talk to your backers, Harvey. Can’t spend all night talking to me, I don’t have the kind of money you’re looking for.”

“Oh the parasites can get me the rest of the night. You and Miri are probably the only real Gothamites here and I’d rather talk to you...don’t tell Bruce I said that. Hey, how about a dance?” 

She was not drunk enough for that. “Yeah right,” she snorted. “Tabloids would have a field day if they caught you dancing at your own campaign fundraiser with a strange woman who is decidedly not your wife.”

“Or, think of the free publicity for the shop when your name gets printed in the Gazette?” Harvey said, ever the optimist. “C’mon Jacky, buy me just a little time before I have to throw myself to the wolves?”

He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the bar towards the dance floor. Jacky shook her head, but her traitorous lips pulled back in a smile. This game of pretend was going to fall apart one day. His other hand went around her waist, warm and secure, the two things she always felt around him. This was too close. Those eyes, that smile, at this proximity were lethal. He was perfect. Gotham’s golden child. He was going to change this whole city, make it a better place, maybe give people like her a chance for once. And that meant one day he’d dance little Jacky Ripley into a nice and tidy jail cell of her own. How would he look at her then? The shy shop girl. The hitwoman. The liar. 

“Harvey...you know I should probably tell you I can’t dance,” she said softly.

“Aw damn,” Harvey laughed. “And there goes my idea of having you make me look good.”

[echoalyssa]

Imagine Seeing Jordan and Ripley Together Pt. 2

Authors Note: I apologize for making you all wait so long for this one! When I wrote the first part I had no intention of writing a part two. So many of you were asking for it that I felt that I had to make it the best that I possibly could. I struggled writing this and scrapped the entire thing many times, but here is the finished finally. I hope you enjoy it.

It had been a week since the Championship football game. Spring break had just ended. It had been a month and a half since you had found Jordan cheating on you, and broken up with him. A month and a half since you last spoke to him.

He still tried to contact you, even though you had told him not to. It made your heart ache, seeing his name on your phone, the flowers he left on your doorstep. The devestated look on his face when you occasionally saw him in the hallways, despite trying your best to avoid him at all costs.

You missed him, of course you missed him. You weren’t entirely sure how to be you without Jordan.

A week ago you had gone to the championship football game, not for Jordan, though he was there. You had gone to keep Olivia company, and to support Asher and Spencer.

You could tell that Jordan wasn’t playing his best, you noticed the interceptions. He probably knew that you were there. You hadn’t wanted to look at him though, for you had spotted the girl. Though some stalking and insight from Olivia you learned that her name was Ripley.

Ripley had been there, cheering Jordan on. It stung, if he’d wanted you back is much you would have thought that he would have dumped the girl.

When she’d run onto the field after Beverly’s victory and kissed Jordan you had watched numbly before forcing yourself to congratulate Spencer instead of watching.

And now? Now you were forced to try your very best to avoid Jordan in school and outside of school. With Olivia being your best friend you couldn’t avoid her for all of break just because you wanted to avoid Jordan.

Hanging out with Olivia over break meant that you did occasionally see Jordan. And he’d been with either Ripley or his ex, from before he was dating you, Hadley. It seemed that he had run to other girls.

Fast forward another month and Olivia had finally let you in on the long held secret, that Jordan had been doing drugs with Ripley, and it had almost cost him the Championship game. She let you know that Jordan hadn’t been seeing Ripley anymore, but she’d spotted him with Hadley and a whole bunch of other girls. He was essentially screwing the whole school.

Olivia being the great friend that she was wanted to give you a heads up so that when you witnessed firsthand Jordan messing around with half the school you wouldn’t be quite so blindsided.

Did he ever truly care? You wonder.

Yet, he was still trying to contact you and still left little gifts at your doorstep.

In some ways, you wanted to let him back in and be together but the thought of him having touched others that weren’t you prevented you from falling back into his trap.

~~~

It was the year 2020, a full year after your split with Jordan. Slowly, his attempts to contact you had lessened, the only gift came on your birthday. He was doing his own thing and so were you.

Eventually, the heartbreak had lessened, you’d been able to go longer and longer amounts of time without thinking about Jordan. You had even been able to stop by Jordan’s house while he was there.

You treasured the moments you’d spent together but knew that you couldn’t dwell on something that was over. You’d even ventured out on a couple dates with some of the quieter guys at school. No luck there but at least you had tried.

“Do I look okay?” Olivia asks from behind you. She smoothes down the front of her black ensemble.

You smile at her, “You look great, Asher is going to lose his mind.”

She presses a shy hand to her mouth and smiles at you, “Thank you Y/N,”

You lace your fingers together and begin your descent down the stairs to the main floor of her house where her birthday party was being thrown.

Jordan was here somewhere, it was his birthday party too. However, you refused to search for him. You were here for Olivia, not him.

“Happy birthday!”

You let go of Olivia’s hand as Asher swoops in towards Olivia, pulling her in for a long kiss. “You look beautiful,” he says, causing her to blush.

You shoot her a thumbs up and move to the kitchen to snag some food.

“Oh!” You say as you turn the corner and promptly run straight into Jordan’s chest. His hands shoot out to steady you, curling around your hips.

The two of you stare at each other for what feels like an eternity.

“Happy birthday,” you finally choke out.

He gives you a sad look and removes his hands from your hips. “Thanks,”

Jordan doesn’t seem to be making any move to leave so you decide to ask, “How are you?”

His face changes to a look of shock when the question leaves your mouth,. He rubs the back of his neck, “I’m okay. How are you?”

You shrug wrapping your arms around yourself in a makeshift shield from him, “I’m okay.”

He nods, eyes following your action. “That’s good. I’m glad that you’re doing okay.”

You nod.

The two of you proceed to continue to just stand there, a perfect picture of awkwardness. Until a party goer pushes between the two of you to get into the kitchen.

“Um... bye.” You squeak, happy for the distraction, and skirt past Jordan into the kitchen before he can say anything else. You quickly grab a can of soda and a bag of your favorite chips before making your way to the somewhat quietness of the front of the Baker’s house.

The sun is just beginning to get lower in the sky, and you sit down on the front step of the house. You absentmindedly sip at your soda and stare at the sky. The encounter between you and Jordan plays over and over in your head as you admire the changing colors.

He looked good, of course he did. He’d filled out more and somehow seemed to have grown another inch which widened the height gap between the two of you even more.

“Hey,”

The word snaps you out of your thoughts and your jerk your head up, searching for the speaker in the dim light.

He steps forward, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his red hoodie. Jordan chews on his lip, not meeting your gaze.

“Is this spot taken?” He gestures to the space on the pavement next to you with his foot.

You just nod at him, your words seem to have left you once again.

He sits down next to you, his knee just inches from yours. He picks at a string that had come loose from the seams of his jeans. “Can we talk?”

His voice is soft and when you turn to look at him he quickly turns away, opting to look at the sunset instead.

“We’re talking” you say, so quiet that you aren’t even sure that you’ve said the words aloud.

“I’m sorry.”

You chew on your lip as the image of him and Ripley flicks into your mind before you can stop it.

“I’m a douche and I messed up and I’m not sure that there’s anything that I can ever say to make up for all the pain I know that I cause you. I’m stupid and I took the best thing that has ever happened to me for granted. I let myself lose sight of what was important and I won’t ever forgive myself for that,”

He sucks in a giant breath after forcing the words out so fast and then promptly proceeds to continue talking at a rapid pace.

“I hurt you in the worst way possible and I didn’t stop after the first time. I kept on going and going and I lost sight of myself. When you were gone it felt like a piece of me was missing and I tried so hard to fill that void with other things. With drugs, football, girls. None of those worked because none of them were or ever will be you. And I don’t deserve to ever have you, hell, I don’t even deserve to be sitting here talking to your right now.”

There are tears falling down his face, he’s being vulnerable with you.

“I miss you, and us. I want the best for you and I know that that itsn’t be but there will always be a part of me that wishes that I was.”

“You slept with half the school,”

He shakes his head, a hand tugging at his hair angrily.

“I didn’t. We made out, had fun, but I never slept with anyone. I wanted you to think that, I hoped that you would feel jealous and that was so wrong of me. I-“

“I forgive you Jordan,” you say softly, “I forgave you a long time ago.”

“Why?” He croaks out, “I don’t deserve that.”

You shrug and take another sip of your soda, “I couldn’t be angry forever, I moved on.”

“From me.” He whispers.

The words come out of your mouth before you have the chance to stop them, “From what you did to me, but I’ll always love you.”

His head jerks up and you can feel him staring at you, “I haven’t ever stopped loving you,”

You both sit in silence for a few moments, mulling over his words.

“I wish that things could have been different, we were the best idea,” His voice breaks halfway through the sentence.

“We still could be. We could start again.”

The words shock you and you clap a hand over your mouth. Here Jordan was stirring up all these old feelings and making you say things that you would never normally say.

“Do you really mean that?” He watches you with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but not quite believing what you’re saying.

“Yes.”

A smile slides onto his face and he holds a hand out to you, “Hi, I’m Jordan Baker.”

“Y/N L/N,” You respond, a smile of your own forming. Your grasp his hand and shake it firmly, your stomach fluttering at the way his skin feels against yours. “It’s nice to meet you.”

[anxiety-trademark]

The week in review:

Raw 12/14 NXT 12/16 NXT UK 12/17 Smackdown 12/18 TLC 12/20 + Main Event 12/17

Raw:

“This Sunday at tlc, it’s gonna be you and me against Nia and Shayna,” Lana says to Asuka, as a quiet ‘woo’ can be heard in the distance.

Lana facing her fears and fighting Nia Jax makes her the bravest person Asuka knows. Rolling. Fucking Asuka. ASUKA. wwe, stop.

Why isn’t Asuka accompanying Lana to the ring?

I like Lana’s gear.

Joe just compared Lana to a mosquito, goodbye.

Oh snap look how fast Lana did that headscissors takedown. We’re witnessing her progression, ladies and gents.

You know, I knew Lana would win this match, I knew exactly how she would win this match, but jfc what a treat watching it myself. 

Nia’s face lmfao.

Shayna wrecking Asuka so she can’t save Lana from her inevitable fate. Still curious on whether or not this beatdown injured her, if she was injured going into the match, or if it was all really just a storyline.

Yikes this is sad.

Man that leg drop onto Lana’s ankle actually looked kinda wicked, ngl.

*distant woo intensifies*

Wow we got real tears from Lana. Points.

Becky and Charlotte have been gone, Alexa hasn’t been on tv, the Raw women’s championship has become a meaningless prop... what a dead period for this roster.

Hi why is this match happening?

I will never not be impressed by Dana’s entrance.

Is Mandy actually hurt? Why did they take her off tv for so long? Is Shayna the resident kayfabe shelver? “Hey this girl is actually injured, have her written off by Shayna” ?? Cuz I know they’re not splitting Dana and Mandy up, and Dana has been on tv every week since Mandy left. Must be genuine.

These 2 are running roughshod over the entire division at this point.

OH SHIT MANDY’S BACK WITH A KENDO STICK

Lmfao the babyfaces are fucking done with Nia and Shayna. Honestly that’s great, I love it when babyfaces band together to stand up to dominant duos. This has been going on long enough. They took out Mandy, took out Lana, were about to take out Dana. Totally fair.

Highlight: Lana getting a clean win over Nia & being taken out so my queen can return

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NXT:

It’s a funny thing with Toni and Rhea. Toni says she’s the reason Rhea came to nxt, but she’s also the reason I became such a huge fan of Rhea’s. Heard they were having some big TakeOver match and everyone was always praising Toni. So I checked into Blackpool solely to see what the Toni Storm fuss was about, and I left that ppv solely impressed by Rhea Ripley. Then I took particular notice of Rhea in the Royal Rumble a few weeks later, and I’ve been watching NXT UK for her ever since (til she moved). To see her growth has been tremendous, and she’s so young. Such a bright future.

The music to this is great.

Toni says she isn’t scared of Rhea, as if Rhea’s mere theme music didn’t scare the absolute shit out of Toni the week prior lol.

Toni’s not even a terrible promo, but the timing of her blinks could not be worse. Yes, it matters.

I can’t stop laughing at how fucking intensely Shotzi started this interview.

She does pissed off interviews well. I can feel her annoyance.

Really don’t want to see a Candice/Shotzi feud tbh but okay, I’ll try.

aaand there’s the howl. Awful.

Lmfao Rhea called Toni a piece of trash. This is gonna be interesting to see with the alignments reversed.

I don’t remember who won this match, but I’m betting it was Toni. Which is fair tbh. Rhea is probably on the “put some peeps over before moving up to the main roster” path that everyone in the women’s division walks on. They always eat at least one monumental, or a couple meaningful, loss(es).

Oh man that is fucked up. To not only be forced to continue punching/kicking a human (fun fact: the person on the offense takes quite the damage doing so) but to have the defenseless victim bleed out and beg for you to stop. That’s rough.

This was shot really well. That music holy shit, I’m creeped out. It’s like a horror movie.

I see the point. Numbs him to pain and breaks his will, while numbing her to mercy. Ruthless stuff.

Oh are we finally done with Indi’s neck brace? Cool.

I can’t believe wwe invested in this upgraded tank. I still don’t think it’d work on the MR, but points to the boss for shelling out the cash.

Wtf was that stumble and “fall” by Indi lmao.

If Candice was a real bully, she’d distract Shotzi by fucking with her tank at ringside.

Indi does need a mentor, she’s a hell of a lot greener than my mutuals have made it sound. oof.

Shotzi looks like she has no idea how to work with Indi, and Indi looks gassed, confused, and slow as hell.

All Indi knows it going from spot to spot while Shotzi waits around for her to get there.

Lol Indi failed at getting a dirty win. I don’t really care if this is a part of her The Way storyline, what a mess.

The only redeeming part of this piss poor segment was Theory shaking the troll’s head at Shotzi.

I’ll give wwe an extra $9.99 if they let this match have a clean ending.

“[Rhea] was at one point the biggest superstar in the world,” that isn’t even close to being true because Becky Lynch exists, but I’ll let it slide and pretend you said “in nxt”.

Their paths will be so similar to Becky and Charlotte in the future.

Wow what a sequence. That would’ve received an applause on the MR. Traded headlocks for restholds, threw around their strength, then went into a battle of pinfall reversals. Instead of following that with some stalemate, they didn’t take a breath and proceeded to dance with each other and showcase some chemistry before rolling back into a battle of pinfall reversals. The sequence started with a kick by Toni to Rhea’s midsection, and it ends with a kick by Rhea to Toni’s midsection. Peep that match production, good stuff.

My, my, those slaps to Toni’s back. Whew.

Yeah actually it’s really fucking cool that these 2 get to main event nxt together, come to think of it.

They sell well for each other.

Rhea has the best dropkicks, lesbireal.

Holy shit Toni’s headbutts make my own head hurt. God I wish she wouldn’t. Most people put their hands between the heads so no contact can be made, but Toni’s just like “lol fuck it”

This is a great match. This duo works a lot better with these specific alignments. Watching face Toni try to chop down Rhea is not as good as heel Toni being impossibly hard for Rhea to put away.

Women’s matches and never having a clean ending. Name a more iconic duo. Winter of overbooked women’s matches continues.

Like I had guessed Toni was gonna win anyway, but fucking come on.

*Bonus* online exclusive: Toni says playing by the rules got her diddly and squat, but like... she was a champion lol. “It ain’t even Toni time right now, it’s party time.” Alright.

Highlight: Rhea vs Toni minus the ending

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NXT UK:

I don’t know why we’re getting Isla Dawn vs KLR but anytime I get to see KLR fight, I’m here for it.

Hell even Isla’s song never kicks it out of first gear. Song has so much potential but it never goes to the next level.

Ahhhh my Scottish queen is here.

No, don’t compare Sasha’s basement meteora to the double knees Isla did. That was pitiful.

Anyway, KLR vs any of the 4hw would be fantastic, take my money. Sasha, Bayley, Charlotte, or the woman KLR wanted to face at TO Dublin, Dublin native Becky Lynch.

That back body drop is horrendous as a finisher. It’s like when Becky won her debut match the exploder suplex. Awful lmao. Imagine if KLR lost to a back body drop ffs.

You don’t get to be this frustrated for not being able to beat the champion when you’ve only been fighting for like 3 mins.

Isla’s pisspoor speed going in the corner, and her pisspoor roll off of KLR’s tornado ddt. Shame.

Such a clean transition from a failed pinfall attempt into a submission by KLR, whew.

This whole match was just a flex by KLR lmao.

There was a time where we had Becky Lynch, Bayley, Rhea Ripley and KLR as our champions. Wow, take me back plz.

The background music of this stupid recording is so unnecessarily dramatic, wow.

All for the delivery of a chair. Of a fucking chair. Piper... shut up and handle your shit.

For someone so much larger than the little man, Piper is insanely unintimidating.

Highlight: I got to see KLR wrestle

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Smackdown:

Bayley does run her mouth a lot. She’s kind of the EST at saying dumb shit that gets her into trouble lmao.

Bianca is so friggin good at interviews and in backstage segments. She hasn’t received much of a chance to do promos in the ring, let alone obviously to a live crowd, but I hope she shines there, too.

Has Liv reverted back to being a dumb blonde, or is it drugs? Stop letting her speak.

Love Riott Squad’s everchanging gear. Wonder who makes it for them.

Billie Kay claims that she’s a ‘seasoned’ ring announcer, and somehow that would not surprise me.

Tamina “get the fuck out of my face until I get a nap and a vat of coffee” Snuka, everyone.

Lmfaooo Tamina fucking chucked Liv across the damn ring. What a good job by Liv.

Ruby is exceptional at running the ropes. She gets a good spring off of it.

Tamina’s hair is always so beautiful, she gets points there.

Dropkick into a faceplant. Billie Kay gets pinned rofl. She’s so bad at wrestling and yet here I am ridiculously entertained.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with Carmella’s current persona, but man I wish she’d come out in a cut off tank top, camo pants, high tops and a printed hat.

I mean people are at home cuz covid, but go off.

Aye putting over Sasha. Good heel Mella.

Sasha has held the title for like a whopping 2 months and we’re already marking calendars. Sad.

In kf, Sasha is kind of mentally weak, so I’ll give Mella that. I’m not sure what it’s gonna take to shake that perception, either.

“Who is Sasha Banks if she’s not the Boss? Who is Sasha Banks if she’s not the best? It’s sad because that’s a question that not even Sasha Banks knows the answer too.” So I get that wwe are trying to help Sasha develop and fight off her past demons, but man these women are ripping her a new one. Sasha’s only 29 so she can grow and develop however she wants, but jeeze. Salt, meet the dagger Bayley stuck in Sasha’s back.

I like Mella cuz she knows how to hype her opponent’s accolades and strengths while cutting an immaculate heel promo where she hits them RIGHT where it hurts. She’s a pro. Heels should take notes.

This music is like the Jazz Vibes playlist I always listen to.

She just called Sasha cheap and frantic lmaoooo

Oh damn Sasha be out here looking like MONEY. That girl has style, even if it doesn’t always hit with me, she got style.

oof the crack of that slap to Reggie.

OOF the crack of the bottle shattering over Sasha’s poor back. rip.

Match at TLC should’ve been a champagne match. That entails whatever your mind comes up with; pouring alcohol on your opponent, dumping their head in a bucket of ice, breaking bottles over spines. It don’t matter.

“You don’t see me going around here bragging about how damn good I am,” lmao WHAT. Bayley is equal parts delusional and obnoxiously annoying.

One size heel does not fit all, but I think her version suits her beautifully.

If I were her I’d pick your brain too, but I’d also want a match, cuz people leave matches with you looking as good as humanly possible. Equal parts selfless as well.

She didn’t lie, this was absolutely her putting Bianca on the map on the main roster.

wwe: wants to strap a rocket to Bianca and make her a star. Also fucking wwe: “lol no we’re not gonna show you her full entrance, cry more scrub.” 

Bayley still looks weird without a title.

Bayley mocks Bianca’s entrance and then gets swept onto the apron lmao. Idiot.

Bianca is a lot of flash and showboating, which is great from an entertainment standpoint, but she needs to do a little... less.

Fantastic snap of the hand against the led board. Bayley wrecking Bianca’s arm gonna hinder the flips.

“I’m the ER. I’m BET-TER. haha.” lmao Bayley is such a fucking dork. Got sent into the ring steps for her bravado. Love that there’s always immediate repercussions for Bayley’s arrogance.

Bayley turned midway going down onto Bianca’s knee for that backbreaker, there. Hope she doesn’t have a massive bruise. Looked like it’d leave a massive bruise.

3 things I’ll apparently never get to see again: Bianca’s hair whip, Bianca’s full entrance, and Bianca’s 450 splash. I’m tired.

These stupid fucking squats while Bianca is dangling off the top rope rofl I swear Bayley is something else. Girl knows how to entertain. “Bayley got a bit cute and Bianca made her pay,” story of Bayley’s life.

Beautiful spinebuster by Bianca. At least SOMEONE in the women’s division will use it.

Bit of a miscommunication there it seems. Bayley goes for a B2B, Bianca tries to block it, Bayley drops down to dodge and go for a cradle. She rolls Bianca all the way back, stands up and hesitates before running at Bianca with an elbow - even though Bianca is not in position to receive it - which Bianca counters by rolling Bayley up, but it was super obvious Bianca was just scouting the next spot. Bianca goes to pick her up for a powerbomb but Bayley has to kick out twice to prevent herself from being pinned while Bianca tries to lift her. That entire sequence was super messy.

Then Bianca nearly drops her lifting her all the way up lol. Yikes. Gotta be pretty fluent to pull that off. Not to plug my fav (but I’m totally gonna plug my fav); it’s a move Charlotte does in almost every match against Asuka or Becky, and you gotta be not only built to pull it off, but you need to have impeccable timing to make the transition look smooth. Extra points if you lift them off the mat RIGHT before a 3 (which Charlotte usually does)

Anyway, good match with a messy last 2 sequences. Bayley did what Bayley does best.

Highlight: Bayley vs Bianca

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TLC:

They really took Eva Marie and Sasha Banks’ characters and meshed them together while keeping Carmella’s obsession for animal print lol.

Really don’t like that gear. That’s a miss, Mikaze.

Beautiful arm drag. Sasha taking the idea of wrestling like a Lucha more seriously? Cuz she should, ain’t nobody else in the MR doing it.

Commentators say the trash talk is continuing, I say Sasha is quietly leading this match with a grimace. Peeped that “hit me”.

Carmella goes to suicide dive through the ropes just for Reggie to catch her, cept she got caught up and started turning in midair. Would’ve hit her neck and shoulder HARD had he not been there. Great catch indeed.

Sasha “rip my back” Banks.

Not to be douchey, but if you have to adjust your gear in the middle of a match and it’s not just to fill time or be used as character work, then you need to redesign your gear.

Sasha’s a great babyface once that bell rings man. I wish she could carry that energy everywhere.

Holy fuck that facebuster. SPIKED her head, oh my god. I have never seen anyone make a facebuster look so impactful. Points if intentional.

Oh the timing of Sasha blocking that superkick from legit connecting. God she’s good.

You know how I know this is a good match? I’m watching some of these near pinfalls and submissions knowing damn well Sasha’s gonna win, yet my anxiety is still spiking thinking Carmella might walk out with the title. I KNOW she doesn’t though lmao. Good sequences, believable offense, great near pinfalls. They work well together (I’m not surprised, Mella and Sasha both work well with almost anyone)

What a fantastic transition into the bank statement. Points.

That match should’ve ended by dq the second Reggie pulled Mella out. 

Sasha could’ve sold that double superkick pinfall attempt a little bit more.

Carmella having a breakdown. What does that mean? That means she’s about to lose this match lmao. There it is, not even 10 seconds later hahaha.

Sasha sells pain so damn well. Good for her. Good defense of her title. Points to Sasha, she’s phenomenal every time she has an actual match. Post-match and she’s already annoyed me though lol. Ugh. Maybe she’ll get it soon enough.

Nice “replay” wwe. Billion dollar company btw.

Billie, drawing a horizontal line is not how you write ‘clairvoyant’. 

“proficient in Japanese” aw Asuka was so excited for a split second lmao.

Oh no, she made a mask to match Asuka’s with a paper plate. Oh no no no. Travesty. 

Ugh I’m so excited. I’ve already seen this and yet I’m excited. Here we are, the whole damn reason I started catching up on everything I basically refused to watch since June 22.

SHE LOOKS LIKE MONEY, WHEW. The queen IS back. She’s so fucking beautiful man.

Love how annoyed Nia looks. This is your comeuppance tbh. Could’ve just faced a measly Lana, but no, you had to play too much.

Really Charlotte shouldn’t be in the tag division, and really she shouldn’t give half of a fuck about Asuka, but we’ll get to that more in the future since this is already nearly 2 months old.

Nia’s doing a great job selling Charlotte’s return, and she’s not even active in the match rn. She does good work.

Bad camera angle on Asuka hitting the ring post.

Asuka getting wrecked lol.

I really despise that the Raw women’s championship was tied up in all of these storylines that have nothing to do with the Raw women’s championship. The Lana crap, the Charlotte crap, the tag teaming in general crap.

In hindsight, I now find it curious that Ric Flair was in the back for this match. Very curious. I swear, if the past 2 real time months weren’t a part of some master plan the Flairs came up with together, I will be SHOCKED.

Charlotte’s fucking crazy for doing those moonsaults to the outside though, for real. I know she was a gymnast and an exceptional cheerleader, but MAN you could not pay me to do fucking blind back flips that high up. Crazy.

She should’ve given us a spear in this match. I wanna go rewatch her work just to see some spears.

Good match. They needed to not focus on destroying Asuka for as long as they did, pacing was off for a little bit there.

Love how Charlotte sticks her tongue out when she bridges up into the figure 8. She’s such an asshole lmao.

If I could’ve changed one thing about that finish, I would’ve had Charlotte bounce off the ropes before hitting Natural Selection. Other than that, it was great.

Charlotte looks good with a title, idk *shrug*

The way Charlotte looked over at Asuka though. I really don’t trust her in hindsight lol.

Like how this Firefly Funhouse is setting the spotlight on Alexa before Bray takes his leave of absence, only wish she hadn’t missed 2-3 wks of tv.

What a fun way of running a video package.

Inferno matches are insane and I’m not sure why anyone would participate in such.

Think it’s smart they’re both leaving their jackets on tbh.

Alright that was cool. The way Fiend called up the flames was fucking cool. It looks amazing aesthetically. They could’ve never done the set quite like this if there had been fans.

WE HAVE STRAPS?! IS FIRE NOT ENOUGH?!? Man. Randy is a fucking trooper.

Guys. Guys excuse me, that strap is on fire, can... can we not, please??

Man is swinging a god damn pick axe at Randy Orton, I--

I hope that wasn’t actually flammable liquid cuz otherwise Randy is now soaked in it, and that’s insanely dangerous. Oh that’s great editing. So it was flammable, but Randy was out of the chair before the fire rushed at him. Also covered the chair in blood. That was cool.

Orton just pull the damn string out of the jacket real quick lol.

Caught Orton’s attempt at an rko with a mandable claw. Points.

Can someone... put him out? Editing trick? Were the flames real? Am I real??

Shouldn’t the bell ring? Match is over, right??

The dummy was kind of obvious ngl. Not to sound like an asshole, but they should’ve made it a bit thicker and more solid lol. Doesn’t really take me out of it though, cuz even though I’m sure it was a stunt double that got lit on fire by the ramp, someone was on fucking fire, and that’s intimidating in itself.

Also the dummy is melting. I’d say they should’ve used pig meat, but I’m sure vegans and animal rights activists would’ve had a field day writing to Snickers about that.

Was a good match, for what it was. I was entertained.

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*BONUS*

Main Event:

“Nasty Nikki” lol okay.

“The only reason people even know you exist is because you were Alexa Bliss’ best friend,” ouch. Truth is pain.

Ahahahah Lacey has hand sanitizer again. 

Love that submission Lacey jumped into through the ropes, plus an eye rake. Fantastic.

That’s curious. Lacey and Peyton are arguing over the hand sanitizer as Lacey wants to squirt it on Nikki, while Peyton is claiming it’ll get her DQd. Now I’m on Peyton’s side in the sense that it should absolutely be illegal, but Lacey’s done it in a match against Nikki before, sooo ???

I like how Nikki fell trying to get back into the ring before the 10 count. Adds credibility.

Haha Nikki gets the pinfall over Lacey because Peyton was being a nuisance on the outside. Lacey big mad. That’s great.

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*Smackdown easily shined the brightest in what was a great week of wrestling. Utilized 8 women in 3 different storylines, couldn’t possibly complain about that.