#he’s not a good person in this sorry

[m0shpitpup]

clarity

implied child abuse and brief mentions of rey hitting dom

rhea x dom

before dominik had found himself within the safe haven he’d come to know as his family, and as the judgment day, it was safe to say he’d been loyal. loyal to the ones who had hurt him the most, in the most humiliating of circumstances. loyal to the evil in the world, in hopes it would see his willingness to bend to its will. loyal to the very core of his broken, battered little heart and his aching ribs. he was loyal to the man who created him from his own blood, his own doing. loyal to the man who made him feel like he was the size of an ant, looking on at the rest of the world, hiding in its hill to avoid the scorching of the hot midday sun.

without fail, he’d be waiting outside rey’s bedroom door after every fight they’d have. no matter how badly his ribs ached and the air he sucked in wheezed painfully through his lungs, he’d trudge himself to rey’s door every time. after all, he’d never known any different. this was what it was supposed to feel like, wasn’t it? it was supposed to be something you had to work for. love didn’t come for free, he learned that early on in his life. he knew he had to make rey proud. had to swallow his own dignity just to make rey look better, let everyone know /he/ was the hero and dominik was the dumbass kid that needed his daddy to come save him once more.

was it even a fight if the other person only cowered into themselves and took it?

through every fist thrown in dom’s direction, he’d only wrap his arms around himself and watch. he’d watch rey repeat the same routine, never once questioning why all of it was directed toward him and him only. he’d never ask why, only apologize and promise to do better. he’d watch in both fear and anticipation of what rey would do, and what he wished he would do instead. oh, how tiring it was to wait for an ‘i love you’ to even be uttered in his direction. taking an endless beating both mentally and physically every other friday, reminding dominik he would /never live up to rey’s legacy/.

so, it was safe to say dom had been loyal up until rey no longer wanted him around. whether the man would admit it or not, dom could see the way rey looked at him. he could see the true malice of rey’s intentions only when another person had told him how abnormal it was for a father to treat their son in such a way. even then, the stinging truth of the matter didn’t come to him as quickly as he’d like to admit. it came to him in a locker room after a particularly tough match, devilish eyes and gelled black hair that was slowly disheveling through sweat and what dominik had determined was dirt from hitting the floor.

it came to him with an aggressive hand grabbing the nape of his neck, thick australian accent somehow perfectly dancing the line of booming and whispering soothingly. realization came to him when the tank of a woman known as rhea ripley simply wiped his face with a kleenex she’d had inside her purse. no insults, no words along the lines of “boys don’t cry”, and no mention of being rey mysterio’s son.

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“you’re just a boy, you’re no man,” rhea whispers one night six months down the road as she cards sharp nails through dominik’s hair. “to no fault of your own, of course. rey wouldn’t let you be a man, but mami’s here to fix that, isn’t she?” she hums, her hold on the boy tightening instinctively when she feels him murmur something in agreement.

“mhm, yeah, mami’s gonna help..” he mumbles, his face pressing into her chest as she continues to pet him. though he was barely awake, barely coherent, he knew his mami would never steer him wrong in this cruel shit hole he’d come to recognize as planet earth.

in the entire six months dominik had known rhea, she’d never once steered him into the wrong direction. never broken him down into her hands like rey so often did. she only built him up, only licked his wounds and praised him for how hard he’d tried. so, who was he to question her? why would he question the woman who brought him safety and peace in the middle of the night when his entire world crashed down.

so, he had no reason to question the domineering woman who had completely destroyed every bad memory he’d ever had and replaced it with a warm, fresh, still burning one.

despite his fading awareness in favor of just sleeping it off, he perked his head up from the warm confines of rhea’s tattooed chest. big, doe eyes and thick lashes blinking up at her in adoration. he’d tried to just ignore it for as long as he could. he knew disturbing his family at night wouldn’t be the best move, as he’d learned the hard way with rey.

rhea knowingly sighed, dom’s bothersome thought metaphorically creating a giant storm cloud above his tired little head. “i can practically hear your thought process, babe.” she chuckles quietly, fingers scratching under his chin in that sickeningly sweet way she done so often at night in bed and in front of thousands within the arenas they often performed in.

“oh- uh- mami, can we turn the tv on? i don’t really like the dark anymore. bad things happen in the dark, ‘n i think they’ll go away if i can see you better..” he murmurs quietly, fingers twisting and tugging at themselves nervously as he ducks his head and awaits his answer of rejection.

rhea has to bite back a smile at his nervousness, finding amusement in her sweet boy in the calm of the upcoming storm. though she knows this question stems so much deeper than just a silly fear of the dark. dominik had told her many sleepless nights ago what happened in the dark at home, and she’d be lying if she said she could ever forget the way it stung deep down into her soul when he’d first spilled out into tears over a particularly dark and cloudy night.

“baby, we can watch whatever you want. we don’t even have to go to bed yet if you’re feeling up for some tv tonight.” she nudges his side, prodding and tickling at chubby hips until he can’t help but giggle into her shoulder.

‘mission accomplished’ she thinks, relishing in his soft and sweet giggle as she pulls him impossibly closer until he’s all but completely on top of her in a koala-on-a-tree-like fashion. used to this position, she skillfully turns the television on.

“what are we feeling tonight, sweet boy?” she hums, chuckling as dom only hums into her neck in response. she couldn’t deny how much she loved the moments where he relied on her for his everyday, mundane decisions. it was a feeling of trust shared between the pair that neither had never experienced before and will never experience again.

after what felt like an hour of scrolling (it was only five minutes, but dominik was still learning to be patient), he peered up at rhea through the fluffy fringe sweeping across his forehead with insightful eyes.

“can we watch south park?” he tilts his head to the side ever so slightly, lips parted beautifully and eyes big and wet as ever. as if rhea would deny him anyway.

“you could’ve just said that,” she giggles, shaking her head in fondness as her mouth purses into a smile wider than she could’ve fathomed just a few months ago. she stops to take his expression in though, holding back what could be deemed as ‘cuteness aggression’ as she studies his face. “while i can’t deny how utterly fucking adorable that face is, you know damn well i ain’t ever gonna tell you no.”

“even if i want the world?”

“then we’ll steal the world together. even the moon, if you want.”

and that’s exactly what she had planned to do. steal the world for dominik, rearrange the stars in a pattern he specifically created just for her to make.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[squidsmeister]

dungeon meshi is my favorite road-trip comedy film

[cerealmonster15]

well he did his best. i think. 😔

[inkskinned]

he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.

except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?

at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.

except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.

about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.

he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.

[mohntilyet]

illario as the grandchild that is most like caterina is something i'm loving to chew on. the grandson that took her lessons to heart the most. kill anyone who sees your face and knows your name, "we are not revolutionaries", the first out of the two to prioritise the contract. power at any cost, and the only one to lean into the unnecessary abuse that their grandmother told them was tradition. why is anyone surprised he allied with the venatori? and then there's illario's considerable skill in infiltration and manipulating any mark, he has always had the charisma that lucanis lacked. illario isn't attached, he has/can/will use someone and immediately drop them; "that does free me from promises i don't intend to keep". he can lie about how much he cares so well that he fools a magister into believing he loves her. he kills zara without hesitation to cover his own tracks, meanwhile lucanis blindly promises a young girl in the middle of a siege that he will help her find her father. even the lessons about family stick with him, and in this entire messy power struggle, he never actually orders anyone to directly kill caterina or lucanis, not until he's backed into a corner.

and even after all that. despite even lucanis believing illario should be first talon, lucanis is still the better killer. illario is not strong enough to be the brutal assassin caterina needs him to be. so when lucanis seems to fill the role his mother left, grief and love for her dead heir apparent remains, and any of the other qualities caterina needs in her next talon doesn't matter. whatever his mother was, lucanis has to be. what illario does doesn't matter, because he will always be second best to caterina's memory of her favored daughter.

[australet789]

"Alastor is a villain because he chained poor Husk 🥺"

I think you all forget THIS is the Husk that made the deal with Alastor:

The Husk that was so careless and selfish that was gambling SOULS, to the point he gambled his own soul away to save his powers.

[formulanni]

Daniel Ricciardo as Judgement:

The Judgement tarot card symbolizes the arrival of absolution and the culmination of a significant undertaking, often related to past and life lessons.

Judgement indicates the cusp of rebirth.

In order to achieve that, you must look back upon your deeds and come to an honest evaluation of yourself. This leads to the awakening that signals a new way of life.

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[egophiliac]

I saw comments that the new butler from Ridekamens look like Sebek

He...kinda does

I wasn't gonna say it, but. that was kind of my first thought when he was revealed. :') maybe this is what Sebek's older brother is doing these days? he ran off to buttle for secret agents at a superhero cafe? actually wait that would be rad as heck, I'll accept this headcanon

[cubbihue]

Could we maybe get some big daddy content, maybe him trying teach Peri and Timmy the “family business”

Big Daddy liked spending time with his grandsons a lot when they were younger! Peri was very fascinated with all the stories his grandpa shared. Though for a good chunk of them, Timmy had to cover his ears for.

As they grew older, Big Daddy was very interested in teaching his grandsons how to run the "family business". Wanda had to put a stop to it when she found Peri was learning how to use a weaponized wand. Big Daddy has good intentions and a big heart! He's just a bit misguided on how to express it to his grandsons haha.

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[tunamayojazz]

wanted to draw hjyj + i want yoojin to rest more so this was born

[answermywearyquery]

great 😳 + dr. tyme's large equipment 😏

[hinamie]

binding vow

[ppjeterka]

my thoughts re: the main cast of the new nhl amazon docu-series

[obsessedwithstarwars]

Question for the DP fandom:

Do you think Danny’s hair turns white when it falls out? It’s technically dead cells anyway but when it naturally falls off his head, do you think it turns white? Because I think it would be hilarious if his hairbrush just has white hair, no black strands whatsoever, and his significant other thought the worst until they know his secret.

[themirepirate]

was reading Sherlock holmes and this popped into my head